Kuuvik peers over your shoulder... Echoen looks back at you! Smooch. Kuuvik hefts his gallon-sized breasts atop your head, antennae twitching curiously. Echoen chrrrlfs, nosing up between them. Soft, smooth, warm, shi curls hir arms up over them Kuuvik places his hands gently on your hips, leaning against your back a bit, wiggling his own... Echoen leans back completely into your grasp, hir ample ass pillowing to your bulging groin. Shi smoothly, slowly 'bounces' hir bottom up and down, letting your impressive shaft rise and swell between hir thighs, pushing up under hir own lofty sac, to thickly throb under hir while shi straddles it. Kuuvik moans lightly at this, bending his knees toward eachother a bit as he sighs against your neck. His balls seemed to carry as much fluid as his chest, and he couldn't help but reach forward to palm at your own chest, gently massaging at it... Echoen 's breasts seem on par with your own for the moment, a massive battyherm with a massive buggyherm. Hir fur is warm and soft, hir chest full and firm, black nipples swollen thick and plump under your massages. Hir paws caress up and down your shaft, hir own cock rising up in attraction. Shi likes that shi has to stand on hir tiptoes thanks to your upthrust prick. Kuuvik digs his oversized foot-claws into the ground, his cock thickening and lengthening by a few inches at your stroking. He reaches down to rub at your own shaft with one hand, massaging a breast with the other. He whispers to you. "Owh, I don't get to play with you nearly enough..." Echoen clenches hir muscled thighs together, hir pussy grinding down on top of your shaft - the sensation of it growing right where it is, it thrills and arouses hir to no end! "That's sooooo.... ohhh.... truuuuee..." Shi drawls, rolling hir head and shoulders between your breasts. Shi pumps hir hips back and forth slowly, so even hir ass grinds around your shaft, pleasureing it. A few squeezes to hir teats or shaft, and shi's leaking. Kuuvik licked your neck, his tongue was long, blue, and thick, suitable for a bee. "Nnh, and if we keep playing, I imagine at least one of us is going to need a place to put our seed..." His shaft thickened by another inch, and another, his balls joining in and getting just slightly more hefty. Both his hands were rubbing and squeezing at you, one clasped to your shaft, the other at a nipple. Slowly, he rocked his hips in tandem with yours. Echoen clenched and pumped around your prick, hir paw kneading the fat head. The back of hir thighs keep kissing your rounded sac, as they nudged against hir calves now. Shi pumped hir hips faster, huffing pleasureably as you molested hir and shi reveled in it. You could feel the heat and wetness of hir sex, nestled behind hir balls spilling over your cock. "In, out, around, everywhere...." Shi croons, sliiiding forward to stand at full distance from you, just your cockhead between hir thighs, covered by hir balls. The tip nudging to hir slit; you'll grow into hir, and shi'll step back, shoving more and more and *more* of you into hir depths until your hips thrust to hir ass. Kuuvik moaned, shuddered, and gripped your hips, eagerly pressing his own toward you as you engulfed him. At this point he had begun to lose control of himself, beginning to thrust into you in earnest, bucking his hips, making his breasts bounce. You could feel his shaft thicken further, but more importantly, heat up and stretch out at the front as he grew closer and closer to release. His balls tightened, widening and sinking to his knees, his rate of breathing getting more rapid... Echoen panted heavily and fully, pushing hir huge, curvy ass back and forth, up and down, slurping to and fro over your growing dick. Hir cock dribbled and spat thick ropes of pre, and shi was bulging quite full of your dick. It was stretching hir lips wide and tight, filling hir tunnel up with warmth and pleasure, bulging hir midsection lewdly as you grew close.... Kuuvik gulped and pressed himself into you faster and deeper, his heart pounding, chest and balls sloshing, until eventually, he pressed himself deep into you and moaned loudly. He shuddered and tilted his head up as his climax shook him, gushing his hot, fertile seed into you. The Replete only remained like that a few moments before he began thrusting again, his balls churning and bloating a good six inches larger. Echoen groaned and trilled so richly, sweetly, as you pumped to hir and flooded and *filled* hir, pouring so many gallons of warm seed within hir belly, within moments causing hir own cock to erupt in gooey gouts of hir own cum. Shi cries out louder as, not even ceasing to cum inside of hir, you begin to thrust - again - and grow within hir, against hir. This sends hir vigorously into a fresh and larger orgasm. Kuuvik moans out an "Oooh, I'm jealous..." as he gently strokes at your filling gut with a hand, pushing into you in shorter-distance, more rapid thrusts. He wanted to get bigger, faster, and in more places, just thinking about it was keeping his flow into you from receding. In fact, it grew stronger, as his shaft and sac gained a few more inches of girth. Echoen pants heavily, ears laid back in an expression of bliss, as hir belly fills and fills with your warm, sloshing, still flowing spunk. Hir pussy and thighs -squeeze- your shaft, the larger it grows the harder shi clenches,, and shi reaches one paw back to simply rub and paw at your own ass and squeeze at it. You could tell that hir own breasts were swelling larger and fuller, hir shaft pushing out thicker and longer, and hri balls were engorging themselves in size. Hir belly was distended, yes, and continued to grow as your flow increased, but shi encouraged you to unload utterly into hir and enjoy yourself. Kuuvik moaned repeatedly, shutting his eyes tight, returning his other hand to your hip as he pumped into you more forcefully. It was soon obvious why, as you could feel the front of his shaft expanding yet again, the Replete unintentionally trapping himself in the build-up of a second, more powerful orgasm. His balls pulsed half a foot larger, twice, groaning with fertility as his shaft swelled to match them. His sac was heavy and full now, hovering between his knees and his ankles, and he arched one leg, sinking himself deep into you and crying out as he finally exploded into you. This time he froze and didn't unfreeze, emptying his seed into you as if from a fire hose for nearly a minute before he ran dry, at which point he leaned against your back with shaking legs, knees bent toward eachother. Echoen was stretching and filling with more cock than seed, absorbing as much as shi could as quickly as shi could, and blossoming because of it. Shi could feel your huge second orgasm crawling up your bloated cockvein in in the midst of your first, promising untold volumes of cum to fill hir. Shi quickly becomes immobilized, from weight and from pleasure, and gysers out hir own hyperproduction of cum across the floor even when you finish. Hir tunnel and insides gulp and clench around your cock, forcing hirself to absorb as much as shi can, to fuel hir powers, if not just hir sizes. "Good bee..." Shi moans, eventually sliding off your cock, kneading your breasts and balls. Kuuvik moans lightly and drools a bit, having trouble remaining upright as you rub at him. His cock is limp, but just as fat and heavy, hefted atop his weighty sac. "Mhh...I hope you didn't spill all your seed...That left me a little hungry..." He looks you over with half-lidded eyes, running a palm along your chest, your stomach, examining and admiring the changes, before his hand inevitably comes to rest on the tip of your shaft. Echoen chrrs deeply, and soon, shi looks fairly normal - except hir breasts are surely G-cup, and hir black shaft is easily three feet long, while hir balls are as swollen as medicine balls. Shi carries them easily enough. "You'll have your fill quickly enough~" Shi trills, drawing your face closer to hir massive breasts. Hir fat teat brushes against your cute mandibles, and once inside your mouth, shi begins to spill. And spill. And spill. And gush. Gallons of hot, eager battymilk pouring down your throat from a nipple that completely fills your maw. Kuuvik let out an "Mmmgh!" in surprise, antennae perking up as he simply leaned forward and drank. His gulps grew loud as his throat stretched, and he placed his palms delicately against your now flat stomach. Your milk had an interesting effect on him, and with each gulp, he pulsed a few inches larger in certain spots. His own breasts began to fill up, gaining an extra gallon each, then two, making his breasts look like overinflated beachballs. His nipples puffed up and trickled milk. His eyes widened as he felt his rear begin to put on weight, fattening up to twice its usual size, his hips widening to double their width. His abdomen also doubled, weighing down on him a bit, presumably packing with extra honey. Last, but not least, he blushed intensely as his feminine folds plumped to double their usual size as well, pressing to the back of his balls, to his inner thighs, to the bottom curves of his rear, whatever was around them... Echoen closes hir eyes as you nurse from hir, gulping and gulping from hir overproductive breast, only rarely being allowed to switch teats, not that you seem to be making any difference in hri size. The growth of your ass and thighs is severely pleasureable, girlhoney trickling down your thighs, gurgling rumbles of hir milk in your system often causing uncontrollable clenches and, shortly after, a fresh lewd gush of fluids from your pussy. Your massive hips and ass formed a lovely heart shape, and still shi is feeding you. Minutes pass by before shi pops you off of hir teat, moaning to you, pressing hir four foot cock fully to your breasts. "Think you're up for some more playing?" Shi trills, as if thinking shi could fit a whole other scene in, ideas brimming in hir mind, of starting 'normal' and playing out some growth, hypering, some kind of infection.... Kuuvik took a moment to right himself, feeling over his new curves, catching his breath, then pressing his tits tightly together around your shaft when it came into view. "'Growing with Echoen' is my favorite show...What do you have in mind?" Echoen leans in, nuzzling. "Mmm.... Vik, or Kuu, having not yet been 'blessed' with their massive hermy endowments. Living in the same apartment as me, though I'd be playing a male raccoon, unless you have a specific species request. Inexplicably, you begin to grow and fill out, as well as become excessively aroused - and infect me as well." Kuuvik nods. "So two males grow and get less male? I can do that." Echoen chirrrs! Echoen: Kuu or Vik Echoen: ? Kuuvik ponders, stroking his chin. "Kuu would get mad if he had tits though, you'll have to stick with me." Echoen: Mmm, too bad. He'd look lovely in them~ Echoen: Okay! I'll get us started Echoen hadn't been sure what it would be like living with a bee! But you were pretty solid and not weird at all, and could pull of expressions he never thought possible in species like yours. So it was okay rooming with you. It was a little odd that you'd buy so much honey and slurp it all up, but at least you shared with him. He'd get a bowl of icecream, and you'd get a bowl of warm honey. We've been rooming for several months. Today, though, you'd come home after 'beeing' around some strange flowers, and your casual clothes were fitting awfully snug. By the time he comes out into the living room, you're on your fourth jug of honey, gulping it down like cheap wine, fueling some inner need building inside of you but not yet expressing through your flesh. Kuuvik was thirsty. He felt as if he'd not had a drink in days, but water did nothing, he'd tried that earlier. In truth, small doses of honey hadn't felt much better, but large, ravenous gulps did grant the Replete a bit of relief. The more he took in, the warmer he felt, and he was so absorbed in gorging himself that he paid Echoen little mind as he entered. He was sitting on the kitchen counter, three empty jugs of honey beside him, wearing black shorts and a matching, albiet sleeveless, black shirt. With the fourth jug emptied, he moved on to the fifth of a cluster of similar jugs arranged on the other side of him. Echoen: "Really downing that stuff now, eh?" The coon asks, wiggling his tail as he enters the fridge to fetch himself a snack. As you pick up your next jug and get a glance at his rump, a sudden inexplicable lusting for him and his ass overwhelms you for a brief moment, vanishing as quickly as it came a moment later - leaving you as you started, but with an awareness of the pent-up ache in your balls and shaft. "Don't know if bees can get fat." He nibbles on some junk food, heading to the couch in the living room. He plops down, tail aside, and flips open a magazine. Kuuvik almost seemed as if he was going to continue indefinitely, but upon finishing the fifth jug, he grabbed another, clutching it like a valuable jewel as he made his way behind the couch. On his way, he mumbled what sounded like "I must be getting sick or something...", before passively looking at the Raccoon's magazine and downing the jug. He didn't notice the way his hips and rump widened and stretched his shorts, nor did he take note of the way the bulge in said shorts stood out more than usual. His chest was especially warm, two small bumps developing on it, which soon grew as large as a pair of large oranges, hovering precariously above the Raccoon's head... Echoen didn't seem to notice you standing behind him until just about you were finished with the fifth jug, so much of that rich, delicious honey filling your belly but quickly distributing to elsewhere. Your shirt and shorts were squeezing to your girlish frame, your A cups pushing out into B's, showing a little cleavage. "Hope bees and raccoons don't share... dis...eases..." He says back to you, turning around to look up at you - and seeing you looking down at him, face flushed, and body developed. With all the curves that he normally admires in females. He stares you up and down. "Whoah, Vik, you look.... hot." You see his shorts tenting quickly. He gets up and turns around, kneeling on the couch. "You look like a girl, but with... whoah." He catches your groin in view. Kuuvik blushed, narrowing his eyes and leaning forward. He was still growing, but he stared into your eyes, as either he still didn't know, or didn't care. As his breasts grew, his shirt was pulled higher and higher by them, until the entirety of his trim stomach was exposed, the bottom parts of his plump white spheres exposing themselves below the shirt. His nipples widened and fattened, cleavage deepening, and now it looked like he'd stuffed two basketballs in there. That was when he leaned forward and kissed you deeply, making it a lot harder to see his balls gradually fatten to a similar basketball-size, tugging his shorts down with their weight. Only the girth of his hips kept his shorts up, and his rear fattened just enough to cause the button on those shorts to pop off, smacking into the couch. He grabbed your head with both hands, his lengthy tongue forcing its way into your mouth and wrapping around yours. Echoen didn't know that bees could blush so much, or look so cute, or so sexy.... or smell so nice. "What's... happening to you?" He asks, wiggling his tail behind him, his paws lifting up to timidly cup your breasts, gasping as he could feel them growing in your shirt. He palms them as they push forward, watching the nipples grow and grow. His cock was so stiff it hurt inside of his shorts - and, when his lips meet yours, his tail stands stock straight out behind him, fur all frizzled up! Your mouth is... is... ~heavenly~, and you see his eyes lid and he leans forward, sinking his chest against your breasts, as we kiss. Your taste, your texture, your tongue, he gulps at your honeyed saliva. Gradually, his own figure begins to fill out. His butt and hips plumping, curving outward, tightening his clothes severely. His arms grip around your waist and squeeze at the bare flesh of your ass, squeezing hard into your cheeks - pulling you forward, quashing your massive lap into his own, letting you feel his shaft an d sac rapidly engorging in size. Kuuvik moaned deeply and somewhat hastily climbed into the couch with you, his body swelling against yours. Wet spots appeared over his nipples, and they slowly spread larger, his shirt audibly straining as his chest smothered your own. This got your front only slightly wet, but it would be enough of a catalyst to inspire your breasts to bloom. His cock had gradually begun to unzip his shorts for him as it grew, eventually flopping out into the open as his balls stretched enough to pop a few seams. His butt fattened further, its plump flesh exposing itself over the edge of his shorts somewhat. He arched his feet and gripped the air with his toes as his feminine mound bulged and pressed out against his shorts. Vik kissed you more aggressively, rubbing your chest, trying to coax something to appear there.