Rykela I wonder, hehe... Since you did that musical comic, I could probably turn on the furret walk song and turn someone into an overeager ferretaur~ Balros Balros scrambles out of bed to rush over to a transforming cutiepie to pet their softening fur and stroke their lengthening body as they become a super cute, Kuroodod-style ferretaur grrl, heavily endowed and with a lovely long neck. Rykela Slinky and sweet, headfin changing to a swooping Looney Tunes-style ponytail, a wriggly body dramatically flaring out to a broad balloon butt in the back! She blushes, shaft throbbing to life, and works on squeezing into a little tube top for modesty's sake before physics class. Balros The partially sleep-smutty squirrel can't keep his hands, or his floofy body, off of you. As your fur lengthens and softens beyond silky soft, he just has to stroke and pet you. When that pretty mask of fur fluffs over your face and large eyes he has to kiss you, though repeatedly the kiss gets broken each time there's a growth spurt. Just as repeatedly, that heavy-haunched donk of a dook-butt is bumped into his bulging lap. Reminding him of an increasingly fertile and virile breeder grrl. When that tube top starts squeezing over your body, your chest is quick to give it trouble - two, four, then six big breasts beginning to inflate steadily larger on your front. Eight more even larger boobs plumping along your underside. With your balls and his grinding together, he can feel how hot 'n' fertile your nuts are becoming too. Rykela A faint pink scent cloud begins to waft off her enormous backside - with a steadily-bloating taint and engorging taurpussy, it's no wonder it rapidly starts to fill the room like a creeping fog. Balros can almost imagine the miasma reaching two fingers out to beckon at him like a cartoon, the enticing aroma of growth going straight to his own loins. But in the meantime, there's a squirt, like someone accidentally set off a bit of a garden hose. Psssht! "Oh!" Fer-Rykie blushes, her cunny winking and a streaking puddle of honey all over the floor behind her. Rykela This gives her happy thoughts of Balros being a tour guide through various decades of cartoon settings. Balros giggles and has a great day of watching the cutest, bounciest, gorgeously well endowed ferretaur grrl trundle about alllll daaaaay Balros twitches a lot. "Ferrets." leans in. Rykela Her tail is looking especially gorgeous and bushy today. It even has quite pretty navy-colored rings that contrast with her tawny-gold fur... Ferrets~? Balros wheezefloofs, his huge handpaws slowly, gingerly sinking into ultra-perfectionized ferretfur of such delicate colors. His hands begin to stroke, and pet, and push across wide streaks of fur and body, exploring across the broad flanks of a long girltaur. "Ferrets with..." He turns his head to look at your upper body, six massive breasts on a slinky upper body, but with a disconcertingly adorable amount of neck. A neck that gently ~crick~'d a lil' longer, boobs a lil' bigger, butt to put a horse to shame. "N'necks..." Rykela She puffs out her chest proudly, but rather than her breasts expanding even larger like you might expect...her ruff flares out instead. It's majestic. Like a lion's. Catching the light and making her brownish fur turn a lovely shade of gold in the sun. "Wanna massage my throat? I bet your fingers feel nice..." She looks at you expectantly, but it takes a moment for her to suddenly become a bit bashful. Maybe that was a little too specific for a request... A-anyway! This is nice! Today is windy and chilly. It feels good to have fur... She bristles, but it's a very poofy and happy kind of fluffing. Her smile is infectious. Balros The squirrel's voice catches in the heart that's lodged in his throat as your spoken invitation and adorasweet gaze draws him inwards. The cute blush across his cheeks doesn't stop him from scootching over to sink his hands into your silken esophagus. His eyes are full of adoring wonder and deep affection, but his hands work the magic. Thickbig fingers swiping and curling into a rich pelt of gentle waves. It was a furry ocean, padded with the perfect proportion of plumpness from am excessively fertile girl. He scritches beneath your chin, along your neck, swipes across your collarbone, the attention leaving your head four inches higher than when he started.\ Rykela She emits a pleasant murr and cranes her head back, closing her eyes and pinning her ears flat in contentment. Gradually, as her neck begins to lengthen and bulge, her thrumming turns to soft, hiccuping gurgles, but if anything her expression only becomes more blissful even as her mouth trembles and her nose scrunches up. It looks like you're scratching a deep-seated itch, in a way. "Ghrk... urk... oooooh... " Are these growth-hiccups? Maybe she's getting off to it... As you continue to scritch and massage, one of her hindlegs starts to kick and stamp on the ground, her tail a great dustmop that whips wind everywhere when it wags! Such a happy thing, rolling on her side and showing off her tits and shaft... What a pretty ferret. What a pretty taur. Balros The squirrelboy has practically slumped himself against your right flank and side, his head lolled on your shoulder listening to the echoes of your elocutions. His expression is nearly drunk on your auditory beauty. Your voice, every utterance, is contagiously gorgeous. He nearly doesnt notice as you begin to tilt, but what does draw attention is the change in cadence of your every stamp. Ferret footpaws that bulge and plump with overhuge toes. whump whump WHUMP and then you had kicked yourself over onto your side, toppling him over you and your enormous pairs of perky breasts. Rykela Her tail continues to thumpthumpTHUMP on the floor with a weight that seems strangely heavy compared to how fluffy she was. Her shaft, too big to really be contained in her sheath, was starting to swell to life as well. A handsome, tapering human erection, its smooth features highlighted in contrast to her poofy, musky fur, drooled a thin trickle of jism onto the floor as it snaked upwards through the sets of breasts all lining her underside like a fine, downy bed. The ferrettaur had started out as not much bigger than a large dog, but now she was approaching the height of a stallion... just from casual growth alone! "Hck...! Guh... Hurk! I... huh... grp... have the... thuh hiccups..." She finally managed. Balros Balros could tell this massive hermgrrl was getting horny and he was the squirrel responsible - likewise, his own pillar of pink fuckmeat was beginning to rapidly emerge and practically overinflate with eager sizegrowth. Just watching your own sheath stretch open to expose your rising barrel of a boner was enough to get him twitchspurting. "Yeep!" He exclaims as you keep hiccup-growing bigger, rushing over to help your upper body up - bigger than him - and he has to reeeeach up to pap your face with his paw, to rub you on the top of your head. Proportionally, you're a slightly necky girl with a bulk of adorable ferretgrrl height and girth. "There, there, should be.. calmer..." He soothes.... Only for a heavenly crick to heighten your senses, followed by another lower down, and yet more. A chorus of gentle pops and nudges from a very long spine as a lengthy grrl is stretched yet longer. An additional set of hind legs and forelegs push forth, as your enormous girlbutt pushing backwards, a ferret-hextaur in moments. Each segment had four legs with heavyhuge paws, and each pair of legs held larger and larger sheaths and sexes. Rykela Her butt swells even larger, like the size from both sets of hips floods into it at once! Wide and round, it's an almost comical-appearing deviation from the slinky horizontality of the rest of her body. Her throat bulges with another hiccup, and then her neck stretches out longer, properly distributing the new size. Her nipples, thick and puffy, are starting to leak warm trickles of cream, and her tail is only making things worse by fanning her pheromones around. "Hgh! A-aaah... f-feels good to grow..." The ferrettaur moaned. Like a muscle spasming until the cramps go away, her body was surging in slow, beautiful fits and spurts, releasing all that pent-up need and mass in gradual intervals. Her toes curled, jellybean pads cupping against Balros and trapping him between two very large hindpaws. The middle one of them, exploring shamelessly, pushed itself up against the crotch of his pants, absentmindedly cupping the bulge there. Balros The squirrelfloof is smonshed against paws, balls, boobs and immensely hugethrobbing girlcock, pinned by padding and his pants undone by an exploratative forepaw to be fondled. He groans and in fitful surges, his boyjunk surges bigger, more than a pawful. His hugely floofy tail wiggles and strokes against shaft and sets of breasts, though they only serve to guide a sheath or two his way. A hiccupy growthspurt sends the barrel of a barrel-sized boner bulging into his butt and rounding out his tum, the squirrel's warm and clenching body a rare source of satisfaction in a growing grrl's growing list of needs. He's taking one of your middle-leg's erections, a fair distance from all those aching nipples that need attending, or soft lips with tinypred teeth that need kissing. "Hrlgpthf!" He spouts, as the intense pleasure from your surge of neck growth redistributes into the rest of your body and expands you everywhere, in a rushing pulse. A yard of more ferretdick is denting out his midriff, wile he's framed and squished between the angrily oversized erections of the other sheaths nearby. Above, he hears the gurgrowls of wombs bulging into tauric bellies. Below, he hears a wet squish, a squeak and a crick, looking down to a pony-sized ferretgrrl popping up on all four paws, and begin to back her bubbly ass up onto his paw-squeezed pillar of pink squirrelspire.