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Timothy sat on the edge of the bed, his elbows on his knees. He stared at the beige carpet common among most apartments, just wanting to find some sort of peace. He didn't even have the energy to sigh and put sound to his mental exhaustion. And even though he had said nothing, the fact that he had walked in, dropped his everyday-carry items on the counter, stripped out of his work clothes down to his boxers, and walked straight to the bedroom made it clear that something was wrong.

Nina wasn't exactly a mind-reader, but she knew her boyfriend. His usual vulpine enthusiasm upon laying eyes on her was absent. The scaled lady frowned sadly as she watched him go, sensing something off the moment he opened the door. Without a word, she followed closely after him, then climbed up on the bed to wrap her arms around him from behind.

"Hey, you alright?" the snake asked, bumping her adorable up-turned nose against his cheek.

The fox blinked slowly as he stared at the carpet, wanting so badly to give himself to the affections of his lover, but he just didn't have the energy to do anything, not even to think. The day had been that draining. As her fingers massaged across his chest, he felt a little of his old self trying to awaken. But it wasn't going to be a powerful reinvigoration. He closed his eyes, then permitted himself a sigh at long last.

"Rough day at work. Angry people. Short deadlines. Heavy workload. Incompetent bosses. Had to shut down just to get through it. I just don't want to think about today. I don't want to think in general." Timothy said.

"Poor thing. Sounds like you could use some cheering up." Nina said, giving her boyfriend a gentle squeeze.

She hated seeing him like this. It actively hurt her to see him in such a state. But then it did provide an opportunity to lift his spirits a bit. The scaled lady slipped away from her vulpine companion and disappeared into the bathroom. As she did so, she discarded much of her clothing as well. Her frame was thin, making it very easy to wrap around her fox when she wanted to. And he seemed to enjoy that flexibility of hers. Tonight, there was a call for a slightly different tactic. She reached for an unlabeled bottle of white with a broad pump on top. The opaque plastic refused to permit anyone to see the contents, but that was the idea. This was still something of an experimental solution Nina and her division were testing. This seemed a fine time to give it another try.

Two gentle pumps gave about an ounce of pale, unscented cream that appeared to be some kind of lotion. Without any concern as to its effects, Nina began to gently massage it across her chest, slipping her fingers under the lip of her bra. The act of making her smooth hide even more so felt quite lovely. She hissed softly in appreciation for the act and shuddered as she watched the effects take hold. Her bust, usually rather slight, began to swell, filling out and stretching her bra. Soon, she was looking at a simple undergarment that strained to hold back the supple, glistening breasts she had just grown. That growth had felt pleasant, though the sensation had been more muted than she had expected.

Nina made a mental note of that to speak to the team about it later. They also might need to examine the prospect of increasing the tactile sensitivity during the 'enhancement'. All in all, though, she was quite pleased with the results. The snake wrapped her arms around herself, using them to hoist up her new, much more enticing breasts. The act threatened to see them spill out of her bra, making her grin a little. Those would certainly help Timothy out of his funk, she was sure. She turned and left the bathroom to return to her distraught boyfriend, this time moving around to face him rather than approach from behind. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his head, dragging his muzzle directly to her chest. The sudden contact to her freshly expanded bust stole her breath away softly. She had not anticipated the novelty of the sensation. Yes, they would need to talk about the tactile sensitivity.

"Mmm, how's this for helping you not think, honey? Better?" Nina asked.

A quiet rumble came from between her breasts as Timothy settled in where he was. Slowly, his arms rose and gently encircled the serpent's form, holding her close. He knew what she was trying to do, and it was certainly appreciated. He wasn't about to make her think he didn't notice the effort she was putting into comforting him. But it didn't bring an end to his struggles.

"A bit. Wish I was in a better mood so I could show you how much I appreciate what you're trying to do." he said.

"Hmm, you must be in it bad if sudden snake tits don't do the trick. These usually perk you right up," Nina replied, just before the wheels in her mind began to turn and she felt a grin tugging on her lips, "Perhaps we need to go a little further. It's only been a couple of weeks since the last time, but I think it's safe to do it again."

"Just so long as I don't have to think. I'm tired of thinking for the day." Timothy said, slowly nuzzling into the scaled woman's chest in an effort to savor her presence.

"Oh don't you worry. You won't have to think at all. I'll take care of all of that." Nina said.

The snake slowly dropped down into the fox's lap, bumping her nose against his. That nose tended to be a significant point of fascination for the vulpine. He often could not resist lightly tapping it with one of his paws, giving her a gentle 'boop'. It almost always made her giggle. The fact that he was so enamored with the feature was one of the reasons she was so enamored with him. Most got turned away by the name of her species, western hognose. The little upsweep at the end of her blunt little muzzle didn't look very hog-like, but it was good for something both Timothy and Nina had developed a strong fondness for; borrowing.

Her lips brushed ever so gently past Timothy's, enticing him to lean forward, hoping to seek her out. It was a subtle gesture, but it was one that suggested his desire. He wanted to feel good for her, to feel good enough to make her feel good. She could work with that, even if it was but a tiny, little, flickering candle in the dark. She looked deep into his eyes, her own copper jewels shining back at him. They pulsed softly with an almost unseen light. A hint of violet began to spread from the darkness of her pupils and mingle with the orange-gold hue. Timothy sighed softly as he watched the rise of the purple coloration.

It sent a wave of relaxation through him. His whole form began to grow limp in the lady's grasp. His eyes slowly half lidded as his lips pulled into a weak grin. He knew what she was doing to him, and he welcomed it. The stress of having to make decisions, of having to direct matters, of even having to think; it was all washing away as his girlfriend hypnotized him.

It wasn't an ability she advertised to just everyone. She hadn't even planned on telling Timothy she could do it until one especially rough day and he expressed a desire to just turn his brain off. She used it on him then to help him find peace, worried he was on a path to self-destruction. What followed solidified their relationship and led to a far more interesting time in the bedroom. The latter came after they had a few discussions on the point. For safety.

Timothy settled into Nina's embrace, staring longingly into her eyes, his will completely melted away in favor of hers. She now had full power over him. The snake offered him a tender little kiss before pulling back and releasing him. She looked him up and down as she stood there in front of him. He sat on the bed, hunched over, his jaw hanging slightly agape as he stared up at her in his dazed, trance-like condition.

"There you go sweetie. No more needing to think. Now, why don't you lay down on the bed, push that cute butt of yours up in the air for me?" Nina asked.

Given the state of her boyfriend's mind, it was less a question and more a command. Even though that was the spirit of how this worked, Nina still couldn't quite bring herself to play the part of the domineering master, giving orders and punishing Timothy for failing to obey. She preferred to be more gentle in her manipulations. He would remember everything, and they would be able to talk about it later; what he liked, what he didn't like, everything. She wanted to make sure it was as positive an experience as she could muster. Especially when it was supposed to help him unwind.

The serpent watched as her vulpine lover did as he was told. He moved further up the bed, laying down on his stomach. He wrapped his arms around the pillow his chin rest on top of, then propped his hips up into the air, digging his knees into the mattress. He swished his tail slowly back and forth behind him, already having some idea of what was coming and anticipating it with more than a hint of eagerness. The gentle plumping of his shaft demonstrated how he was feeling, and it was a good show of things so far.

Nina grinned seeing him take up the posture she desired and moved to climb atop the bed with him. She crouched down on her knees and slowly shuffled her way carefully around behind him. With a little coaxing, she eased Timothy's legs to spread just a bit further than they were so she could settle there behind him, bumping her hips against his. She hissed softly as she ran her fingers down over his lower back, then pulled back to grip his rump. She rocked slowly, sending her form to crash softly into his, making him lurch forward just ever so gently. It brought a gentle huff from the fox, and his shaft swelled further, sending his member spilling out slowly under him. If only she had something she could use to take advantage of their positioning at that moment.

But then that wasn't the point of all of this. There was something else she intended. Timothy knew what it was. They had done it several times before. And tonight would be just the latest time they indulged. It had started to turn a little chilly out, and Nina didn't like the cold, even if it was only a mildly brisk Autumn evening. She preferred the warmth, usually of summer; that and one other thing.

The snake scooted back along the bed and brought her paws to rest more firmly on Timothy's backside, carefully tugging on the two cheeks to ease them apart. When she had revealed the pink pucker she was after, her fingers found their way to it and began to massage it. The fox opened his jaws and let out an almost playful coo of delight. It wasn't much. After all, they were only just getting started. His form relaxed instinctively and the ring of muscle softened, spreading open just ever so slightly. Nina grinned seeing her progress, and she leaned forward, bumping her nose against that opening.

A moan rose up from the vulpine as he was made to spread open. The lady behind him was already applying pressure, wiggling her head from side to side, using that little upturn at the end of her blunt little muzzle to help 'burrow' her way into her boyfriend. His cheeks spread further as she began to make progress. With a quiet, unimpressive slurp, the whole of Nina's head vanished into the fox.

Timothy's stomach began to swell, showing the lady's presence under his fur. His winter coat was already starting to come in, giving him a more plush look and feel, one that Nina absolutely adored cuddling with. And he adored it even more when she did this and had him snap a photo of himself. She intended to do that once she was in. She still had a ways to go, so there wasn't much time to spend much thought on the end result just yet.

The fingers that had massaged the fox open began to gently press their way in. They were permitted entry and the serpent's paws were swallowed up as well. The arms they were connected to began to slowly feed themselves in, parting the vulpine's rump that much more. It allowed Nina to push forward, sinking her shoulders into the inviting heat she was so eager to be wrapped up in.

Normally, she was a very easy 'meal' for the fox's rectum to devour, especially since she was so eager so often. But tonight, she had opted to make a change. And that change added an obstacle to Timothy's ability to do as she wished. Nina's expanded breasts pressed against the fox, making contact with the stretch of flesh that ran from his anus to his scrotum. The warm, smooth mounds pressed against the dangling orbs, and even the throbbing mast they were paired with. As soon as they started to make their way in, Timothy's voice rose higher than usual. His head tipped back, his jaws opening wider.

He was certainly going to have words about this little change in their procedure. The fact that his member was quaking so terribly, already on the verge of exploding suggested that those words would be quite lovely indeed. But then, the snake was probably already aware of the added bonus' rather profound benefit.

Nina was similarly enamored with this shift. Her chest had always been slight, making her 'tail-diving' efforts so terribly easy. The added difficulty was being enjoyed by her lover, but she was enjoying the sensitivity, feeling the flesh surrounding her squeeze and massage the ample swells as they were devoured. Yes, she was thinking this would need to be repeated in the future.

With two, lewd, wet slurps, the snake's augmented assets were dragged in. Her nipples, erect and firm, practically scraped along the interior wall of her beloved's colon, driving her to add her moan to his. A pair of lumps could be seen in the fox's abdomen, showing clearly that the snake's breasts were indeed trapped under his pelt. Were he of the mind to, he would have slipped a paw down to fondle them through his skin.

Now that the greatest obstacle was out of the way, Nina's entry could hasten along, and each twist and squirm would bring new stimulation to those tender orbs. She brought her arms back down to her sides to wrap them around herself, tracing her fingers across the delicate flesh she had grown thanks to that special lotion of hers. It was having a profound impact on her, one she had not anticipated but was enjoying. Her tail twitched about as she rubbed her thighs together, needing to address the fire building between them.

Her stomach was slipped into the fox without trouble. When her hips arrived, he was made to spread once again, though not wide enough to cause the great cry from earlier. Maybe Nina would need to try that lotion in other areas. She was all too familiar with the concept of the 'MILF', but she had dismissed it as silly and gave it no more thought. Now, she imagined how much Timothy might scream if she had a pair of broad hips forcing him to open wide. It required further examination.

The burrowing lady carried on, wiggling her tail and hips until she managed to work herself just that much deeper, feeling the ring of muscle hugging her thighs. Timothy was lost in the throes of passion, his shaft pulsing, aching, screaming for release. His stomach had bulged so heavily by now it was resting on the top of the bed, threatening to push his chest up off the sheets. Nina kept progressing, her toes splaying then curling as she worked deeper. One of her paws pressed down along her figure. It was quickly cupped against her groin now that she could reach it without needing to push back out into the chilly air outside. Her voice rose to meet her lover's as she began to trace about between her folds, taking her time in seeking her own climax.

A 'hiccup' dragged her legs in up to her knees, leaving only so much of her hanging out of the fox's rump. She let out a quiet giggle and began to curl up, slowly pulling her calves in little by little until all that remained was a pair of paws, wiggling just under the fox's tail. Timothy shivered and squirmed, unable to remain still. He huffed and panted for breath, fighting to hold back until the time was right.

Nina pulled her knees to her chest, keeping them spread as she mashed her paw between her thighs, whining and writhing as she drew closer and closer. With a gentle pop, she tugged her foot-paws in, leaving only a short length of her somewhat stubby tail as the only part of her that was outside her boyfriend. It quickly coiled itself around the base of Timothy's tail while she pleasured herself. The fox lay there, hugging his pillow, huffing loudly, his eyes watering as he was so deeply stimulated.

The serpent plunged her fingers in and out of herself, driving towards climax faster and faster, no longer wanting to delay. She stroked across that glorious little spot deep inside her until she screamed and splashed honey across her palm. Her entire form went rigid, stretching the fox's innards as she was claimed by delicious orgasm. When at last she managed to settle and relax, she could hear Timothy's desperation in his pants and moans. He was badly in need, and he had not been allowed to yet.

"Oh, oh honey, I'm sorry. I got a little carried away and forgot. You can go ahead and finish." she said, her voice muffled by the layers of flesh and fur concealing her.

As if a magic word had been given, Timothy howled and his length spasmed powerfully. A thick blast of seed gushed down over his stomach, pooling and running down towards the bed as he was finally permitted to climax. Soon, he too was limp, laying on top of the bulge his girlfriend was housed in. His breath rushed in and out of his lungs, the sound filling Nina's ears along with the pounding of his heart. She had let him go too long without. She would need to make that up to him later. She didn't like denying him. At least, not for that long.

"Good boy," she said, "Now why don't you roll over and get comfortable? Once you've caught your breath and you're ready for more, go ahead and stand up and walk around a little."

Timothy did exactly as he was requested, slowly rocking to one side, then flopping onto his back, dragging his new belly up on top of him. He lay there panting with a huge, dazed grin on his face. He ran his paws over the smooth dome, gently groping and fondling the giant bulge. It felt marvelous to be so full, even if it made breathing a little tricky. Nina was sloshed about inside as the change in position was made, but she was still quite comfortable, even going so far as to nuzzle out at one of his paws and give it a kiss through the slick flesh holding her in.

It took remarkably little time for Timothy to recover, finding his strength in short order. When he did, he sat up, moved to the edge of the bed, and pushed himself up onto his paws. The instant he did, the weight of his girlfriend in his gut sagged down, pushing strongly on his hips. His stomach reached a good ways down to press against his thighs. He gasped and shuddered, arching his back as his tail lifted behind him. As soon as that change was felt inside, Nina uncoiled her tail from his and slowly pulled it the rest of the way in. She was now completely concealed, no sign of her remained in the outside world. The fox wiggled his hips as he felt his anus slowly close back up, sealing her in for the duration of her stay.

From there, the bloated vulpine began to slowly waddle his way around the bedroom, gasping gently from time to time as he began to acclimate to the weight. His paws never left the grand bulge; rubbing, caressing, stroking, squeezing, and just generally showering affection upon it. Nina was tickled by how quickly he had taken to this little practice they had started only a few years ago. But it didn't remain as simple as pacing around the bedroom for very long. Soon they started adding to it, and she intended to follow that route tonight.

"That's my boy. You're enjoying it aren't you? Having your little snake curled up in your belly? Good. Now, why don't you go to the bathroom and find that lotion I was using? Make sure you use plenty, but not too much. We wouldn't want you to get too big, now would we?" Nina mused, grinning enormously.

The last little bit of her command, to not use too much and to not get too big, that had been sarcasm. When she first learned that Timothy could parse when she was being facetious, it allowed her a whole other realm of fun to play with. Reverse psychology. She had begun saying things like 'oh don't do that, or you'll get in trouble', and when he inevitably did what it was she had told him not to, she 'punished' him by making him do something else equally naughty.

And tonight, she was interested in making him push the limit of how far he would go. The vulpine waddled his way into the bathroom, taking a moment to clean himself up before finding the bottle of lotion in question. He paused as he gazed at it, then lifted his eyes to peer in the mirror. He could see the purple in his eyes, put there by the snake in his belly. He turned one way, then the other to examine his figure, appreciating the grand curve of life he was carrying. It made him look like he was pregnant, and both he and Nina found that deeply enjoyable.

Before he did anything else, Timothy reached over to collect Nina's phone, which had been left on the counter next to the sink. He lifted it and took a photo of himself for her to enjoy later. The sound of the click and artificial iris effect reached Nina's ears and she grinned realizing what he had done. She was going to have something to pleasure herself to later. The phone was put down and the fox dosed out a generous portion of the snake's lotion. He rubbed it between his paws briefly before beginning to smear it across his chest. He massaged it in slowly and thoroughly, letting out a quiet moan as he did so. His fur was matted down quickly by the thick, smooth, creamy substance, but then it fluffed back up in short order.

And then came the effects the snake wished to impose on him. Slowly, Timothy's chest began to swell, expanding just as the serpent's had. He huffed anew and wiggled his hips, cupping his paws under the growing bust. His nipples began to swell, puffing out until they stood erect, now much easier to see through his fur. The two mounds grew generously, though didn't quite reach the size Nina had achieved when they finally stopped. Timothy looked significantly more feminine now, but he wasn't done. She told him not to grow 'too big'. And he certainly wasn't there yet.

Another glob of lotion was pumped into his paw, smeared between both palms, then massaged into his chest. His moans were louder this time, drinking in the sensitivity of his bust. He had come to understand the pleasure of having such a marvelously tender chest and it was only going to grow more so. Within moments of rubbing the moisturizing substance in, the growth continued, rapidly pushing his breasts large enough such that a single paw could not contain them. And within only a few more moments, his breasts were so large they extended out until they were almost perfectly even with how far his belly reached.

The fox huffed and sighed and moaned happily, his tongue hanging from his lips in a giddy, dazed smile. His paws roamed over the massive mountains, groping and squeezing them, drinking in the tingles and jolts of electricity that came with it, arching his back as he pleasured himself. Nina could hear him enjoying himself and snickered. He had done exactly what she had hoped by 'disobeying' her.

"You naughty boy. You put too much on, didn't you? You wanted to give yourself an even bigger pair of tits than your girlfriend. I'm going to have to punish you for that. You're just going to have to go show them off. Go get the dress hanging up in the closet. You know which one." Nina said.

The well rounded fox nodded and turned, heading for the closet. The trip was relatively short, but the steady sway of the gravid tummy housing the snake gave him reason to take his time. Eventually, the garment in question was retrieved and laid out on the bed. Before he could put it on though, he had to slip into something else that would help with a couple of things. Timothy delved into Nina's underwear drawer and retrieved a pair of black, lacy panties. They weren't actually hers. She just kept them there so they were easy to find. Timothy laid them out on the bed and stared down at the two garments. He reached down, stroking between his legs to tend to the returned ache of his length. Nina's presence alone, even if she held still, was enough to send delightful waves of tingles up his spine.

As he stroked, he failed to realize he had not used all of the lotion he had intended for his chest. There was still a few little smears of the stuff between his fingers. And now, it was being applied to his gently throbbing manhood, as well as the two plump spheres helping fuel it. As he stood there, reveling in his stimulation, he gasped when he felt the lotion take effect once more, this time between his thighs. It wasn't a terribly vast surge in size, but it was decidedly enough to notice. What had been something he could easily get one paw around was now large enough that he struggled a little to touch thumb to forefinger. And the two swells below now felt like a pair of large plums rather than a pair of oversized cherries.

It was something neither he nor Nina had ever considered trying. They had only always focused on the chest. Timothy was certain to remember this for the future and share it with her once he was able to. For now, he would have to simply enjoy the added size as mere serendipitous occurrence. The lacy underwear was slipped on, one leg at a time. It strained strongly against the fox's now more generous features, bulging around them as they tried to keep him contained. Then came the dress. He didn't bother with a bra, as per Nina's past instructions. He slipped into the black bodycon that hugged rather closely to his form. It had been picked out specifically to fit him while he was in such a state, though his chest was slightly too large for it at this point. That had been by design.

Nina liked the idea of her boyfriend almost spilling out of his dress, his nipples protruding through the fabric and easily picked up on by onlookers. With a few tugs and twists to adjust this and that, the fox was hugged tightly by the dress. He returned to the bathroom and picked up Nina's phone, taking another picture. Once it had been snapped, he thought for a brief moment. Nina wouldn't be able to enjoy these photos until she slipped back out of him. He wanted her to be able to enjoy them now. After all, this was all for her benefit in the moment, and for him to relish later.

As he thought, an idea struck him and he silently returned to the bed. Thinking was something he wasn't supposed to be doing, but a little background processing tended to slip to the forefront while Nina had him in such a state. She couldn't relieve him of basic thought. That wouldn't be fun. Or safe for that matter. Timothy placed the snake's phone on the mattress, turned around, lifted up his skirt and tugged his panties out of the way. Then, the very swollen vulpine sat down on the phone. He gasped softly as it mashed against his rump. It even buzzed at just the right moment, making him let his tongue dangle free once more.

That buzz didn't go unnoticed. Nina paused as she thought about what might be the cause. As the vulpine began to wiggle his hips back and forth on top of the device, the snake began to piece it together. She pushed a paw back down through the way she had come in, feeling the ring of muscle relax and open without difficulty for her. Her fingers found the smooth surface of her phone's screen and she giggled, deciding Timothy had come to a rather interesting idea. She gripped the phone and pulled it in, making the fox sigh as his anus clenched back up behind her. He stood and adjusted his panties and dress once more, making sure everything was in place once again.

"You naughty thing, you wanted me to see the photos you took right now. Such a clever boy. Make sure you take plenty of photos of yourself and text them to me. Now get in there and finish the look. It doesn't work unless you smolder." Nina said as she began thumbing through the recent images taken.

Timothy did as he was told, turning to waddle back into the bathroom. Makeup wasn't something he was especially well versed in, but Nina had been educating him, especially since he started going out like this. With a few touches here and there, some eye shadow, a bit of mascara, some lovely ruby lipstick, and of course, some jewelry, the fox was certainly ready to pass as a lady. Another photo was taken, showing the progress made to hide the masculine look and Nina grinned, massaging over her boyfriend's prostate in approval.

He had done an excellent job with the transformation, given his still novice degree of expertise. Timothy was gone. At least for the time being. In his place was the persona Nina had helped him craft. With her in his belly, in a sense 'driving' him, he was now 'Tina' as she liked to call him. The massage against the tender organ below made the vulpine shudder and hunch forward slightly. Paws groped over the weighty belly as a throb pushed out against the dark panties below, the fabric turning slightly moist. Nina grinned hearing a gasp from around her.

"Yes, when you're good, you get a reward. When you're bad, you get punished. Now why don't you go find those cute pumps that go with your dress, grab your purse, and go have a good night on the town? There's a coffee shop in The Village that you had been wanting to try." Nina said.

Tina nodded as she managed to stand herself back upright. With the look complete and the persona coming forth, she no longer thought of herself as male, at least when she was playing her role. She located the tall, thin heels and slipped them on, her thighs mashing against her tummy as she tried to fit them on one at a time. When she climbed to her paws again, she stood noticeable taller, and her rump pushed out under the fabric of her dress, the hem only reaching just shy of halfway down her thighs. It gave her back end a plump, shapely curve that added to the very maternal figure she was already sporting. Tina reveled in it.

The purse in question was collected, her necessary daily carry items added to it, phone included, and she was out the door. The vixen carefully made her way down the stairs, showing remarkable proficiency with the heels, and exited the building. She stood on the side of the road and looked both ways, lifting a paw to hail a taxi. As if the snake in her belly could tell what she was doing, Nina quickly sent a text, concerned that speaking directly to her might draw a little unwanted attention.

Tina reached into her purse and withdrew her phone. The display showed the message her girlfriend intended for her to obey. It was simple, only three words, but it got the message across plainly.

"Take the bus." it read.

The vixen turned and walked away from the spot on the curb where she had been standing, just as a cab pulled up. Someone else stepped in to take her spot as she departed. Her heels clacked on the concrete as she waddled her way to the bus stop, only a short distance away. There she stood, her attention in her phone. Briefly, she held it out to take another photo of herself, then quickly send it to Nina. Another good rub against her prostate made the vixen shiver and crumple a little right there in public. Those around her grew concerned when that happened, thinking perhaps she might be very nearly due.

Thankfully, none seemed concerned enough to voice it as she stood back upright once more. The look of dazed glee on her face was such that none thought she was in pain. And that expression refused to go anywhere. So many eyes were already on her, and she could feel them. She texted Nina saying as much, even taking a covert image to capture sight of those within the frame's reach as they stared. Nina was deeply amused, and encouraged Tina to posture herself in such a way as to direct their eyes lower, such as to her currently very shapely rear.

It didn't last long enough to bear much fruit. The bus arrived and those at the stop climbed aboard, Tina included. She was graciously provided a place to sit, which she offered her thanks for. Another covert photo was taken, capturing the curve of her snake-filled tummy in the foreground with a few leering onlookers beyond. It was almost an art piece, and it made Nina proud of her foxy girl for how good she had gotten at the practice. The dazed look--an almost drunken expression of constant, subdued stimulation--remained ever fixed on her face. To the outside world, it looked sultry and enticing. To her, it was clearly an inability to keep from showing how aroused she was.

Eventually, after over half an hour's ride on the bus, jostled and swayed about by the uneven road and the less than ideal condition of the vehicle, the vixen's destination finally came. She climbed to her paws, showing almost no strain with the weight of her belly. As soon as that burden was back on her hips, she bit back a moan that threatened to leap out of her throat. She was so very deep into the lovely mess of it all. Hopefully, no one would notice the thin film of moisture she left on the seat. Her rod was still drooling after all.

Tina climbed off the bus and hit the pavement once again. She stood there for a moment, gazing slowly about as she tried to locate her target, the coffee shop Nina had mentioned. A soft kick came from under her fur and she brought a paw to the great dome, running her fingers over the smooth, silky fabric of the bodycon that hugged so tightly. The snake she was carrying wanted her to do something. But what was it? There came a buzz from her phone and she retrieved it to examine it.

It was another message from Nina, this time with a location that had been geotagged. She had been watching their progress on her phone, using her GPS to track where they were. The kick had hit in the direction the vixen needed to walk. So she carried on, pausing only as the serpent within kicked again, this time directing her to turn one way or another. It was kind of nice knowing that her belly came equipped with its own navigation system. She didn't even need to pull out her phone at this point. Nina could tell her where to go in a very lovely, very sensual way.

The coffee shop came into view and Tina made a bee line for it. She was somewhat disappointed knowing that her navigator wasn't going to tease or tickle her anymore to make her walk in a specific direction. But that was the price one paid to get where one was going. The vixen entered the shop, finding it only half filled at the moment. The instant she set paw in the cafe, all eyes turned to her once again, lingering on her swollen figure as she gazed across the room. There was so much of her that was on display, it was hard not to stare.

The barista stood stock still behind the counter, his eyes enormous, and focused on the vixen's rather expansive chest. The fox snapped her fingers to catch his attention, not looking annoyed or angry as his gaze shot up to meet hers, but still deep in the throes of the constant waves of stimulation having a snake in her middle was providing.

"Up here, sweetie. You can look back down after you've got my order." Tina said.

A fairly mundane order was given, a latte and a pastry, nothing terribly out of the ordinary. Payment was made and the vixen moved to stand at the end of the counter while she waited patiently. She pretended like she wasn't aware that most everyone was staring at her, still casually and quietly snapping a few photos here and there. It took longer than usual, what with the barista either spilling or burning what he was making. The vixen was just that distracting.

When her drink was finally produced in spite of the difficulties, she collected it, thanked the barista, winked at him, and found a table she could sit down at. It was slightly too small for Tina to use comfortably, and yet she managed to do so. Her belly kept her from being able to scoot her chair in terribly close. So she had to lean towards the table, which presented another problem. Her chest had a tendency to threaten to knock over what was there when she tried to tilt forward and rest the impressive mounds on the table along with her drink and pastry. Of course, she put on a show of it, helping to emphasize for her audience what kinds of 'trouble' she was having. Once, she was sure someone had spat out their drink, no doubt having forgotten how hot it was while lost, gazing at her bosom.

"It looks like everyone is enjoying have a good long stare. What should I do now?" Tina texted, then moved to run a paw over her belly, fawning over it lovingly as it sagged over the edge of her chair.

There came a gentle caress back against that paw from under her fur, making the vixen growl oh so quietly, sounding not unlike a feline's purr. After a moment, her phone buzzed and she looked down to see that it held a response from her hidden lover.

"Pretend to drop your purse, then bend over to pick it up. Make sure you give people a good view of the undercarriage. I'll give you a nice massage if you can make someone fall out of their chair." Nina's text read.

Tina's grin widened at the notion and she moved to try and pick up her pastry. As she did, her arm 'accidentally' bumped against her purse, sending it toppling over the edge of the table. She gasped in false alarm and cupped her paws to her cheeks. Several onlookers were on their paws immediately, moving in to try and render aid. But their efforts were shrugged off by the gravid vixen. She stood from her seat and leaned over, one paw on her back, the other reaching for the handbag. Her legs were forced to spread to accommodate her very generous belly. Her breasts began to slip 'upward' under the force of gravity, threatening to spill out of her dress. And then came the view Nina had mentioned.

Half of the coffee shop was given a view of the lacy underwear hiding just under the short hem of her dress. The view included an eye full of the various swells of her member and scrotum bulging her panties, stretching the fabric almost to the point of failure. With just the wrong twist of the hips, one of her plump orbs might pop out from under the dark material. A couple of snorts and coughs could be heard from behind her as she took hold of her purse, and began to stand back up. Just as she was sure she had failed to hit her mark, the sound of a chair clattering to the floor reached her ears and she turned to look.

A slightly chubby tiger had tipped too far back in his seat and he had come tumbling to the ground as a result. Tina giggled and quickly snapped a photo, sending it off to be enjoyed deep in her tummy. She could even hear and feel the quite giggle Nina provided upon seeing the image. She'd be getting that massage after all. Then the snake paused, zooming in on something in the picture. There was someone who wasn't paying attention, a cute little mouse girl off by herself in the corner.

Quickly, the concealed serpent began tapping away, frantically formulating a new plan. She had an idea that could not be dismissed or kept down. And she was sure Tina would absolutely love it.

"There's an adorable mouse girl off in the corner with her nose in a book or journal or something. She hasn't noticed you at all. Go introduce yourself. Lay on the charm." Nina texted.

The vixen read the message, slipped her phone into her purse, took her time in finishing her latte and pastry, then eventually stood to do as she had been told. Those who had been staring at her watched as she prowled her way between the tables and chairs to arrive at the little corner nook, drawing the attention of the grey-furred mouse in glasses. Slowly, the lady lifted her gaze, her eyes widening as she spotted the belly, then the bust, then the face of the vixen gazing down at her.

"H-h-h-hello..." she said.

"Hello. I'm Tina. What's your name?" the fox asked.

"M-M-Milly. C-c-can I help you?" the mouse stammered.

"Well, I couldn't help but notice you were the only one here who wasn't staring at me as soon as I walked in. That kind of got my attention. I got to wondering what you were so engrossed in." Tina said.

"It's... it's just... my sketchbook. I... I like to doodle... and jot down my thoughts. Things like that," Milly replied, swallowing quietly, "I... I can see... why everyone would be staring at you though."

"Mmm, and why is that?" Tina asked with a broad grin.

"Well, you're very pretty... and... um... well... you're... practically spilling out of your dress." Milly answered, lowering her voice as she spoke.

Tina nodded, pulling a chair closer to have a seat. She rest her rump in it, leaning forward heavily just like at her own table, legs spread quite wide, belly sagging under her, chest spilling across the top of Milly's table. She propped an elbow up to rest her chin on the palm of one of her paws, grinning at the mouse.

"So you think I'm pretty?" she asked.

The question made Milly blush that much harder. Conversation wasn't the goal Nina had been aiming for, but it facilitated getting there. The fox and mouse continued to chat, discussing what it was the bespectacled girl did for a living, why she preferred the coffee shop she was in, and of course what it was about Tina she thought was prettiest. It provided for a great deal of amusement for the hidden snake who was deeply enjoying the mouse's flustered answers. Eventually though, it came to a point where the serpent's desires had to be satisfied. Tina leaned in close and whispered into the mouse's ear, asking her to meet in the bathroom if she was interested in more than just conversation.

With that, the vixen stood back up, ran her paws over her great, gravid tummy, and turned to leave. She strolled casually towards the doorway leading to the designated meeting place, making sure her hips swayed nicely with each step. It might add a little extra reason for the mouse to follow. Milly looked around the coffee shop as casually as she could, seeing how most eyes had followed the fox until she was out of sight. Once Tina was gone, everyone tried to go back to their own matters, though it was clear they were distracted. Feeling emboldened, the mouse packed up her things in her backpack and tried as nonchalantly as she could to head to the bathroom as well.

Her cheeks were a brilliant red, thinking everyone knew exactly why she was going in there. Tina didn't really care if anyone knew. She was just interested in doing as her girlfriend said. And Nina usually had such marvelous ideas. Tonight's was especially fantastic. As soon as Milly arrived, the fox pushed the door closed behind her and locked it, posing seductively as she barred the only exit. A paw was lifted and a single finger curled and uncurled over and over to beckon the blushing mouse closer.

"I... I've... never done this before. You know... in a bathroom somewhere." Milly said quietly.

"Sometimes, it's more fun to get naughty outside the bedroom. Don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy it." Tina said.

The mouse was quickly taken by surprise as the vixen pulled her in close, pressing muzzle to muzzle in a slow, passionate kiss. It wasn't something Milly was unfamiliar with, but the suddenness of being kissed by a very beautiful woman she had only just met was new. So far, she couldn't find any reason to complain. The shy lady crumpled in Tina's arms, her mind turning hazy from the act of affection. For a moment, she almost didn't notice as the vixen's lips retreated from hers, and yet she was still locked in an oral embrace with someone. With her eyes closed, she had completely missed the large swell that had pushed its way up the vixen's throat and forced her jaws open. A second set of lips had taken over, belonging to the hognose snake that had been coiled up in the fox's belly.

Then, just as quickly as it started, it ended. Tina swallowed and closed her jaws again, returning Milly to the earlier kiss, even slipping her tongue forward to rub along the back of the mouse's teeth. But it was brief, meant to punctuate the end of their little connection. Their lips pulled back from one another and the vixen eyed the mouse.

"W-wh-why'd you stop?" Milly asked breathlessly.

"Because there is someone else who would like to meet you. Please, allow me to introduce my girlfriend." the vixen said.

Then, the fox did something the mouse had truly not expected. She opened her mouth and sighed, letting her jaws just hang open for a good stretch of time. There came a visible churn from the vulpine's domed gut, considerable movement that suggested she wasn't actually pregnant but swollen by some other means. After a moment, a new bulge began to push its way up the vulpine's throat. The mouse noticed it this time. After a brief wait, a scale-covered arm emerged from Tina's maw. The paw offered the same curling finger of enticement. Milly was entranced by the sight. She had never imagined such a thing to be possible, and yet there it was, right before her.

Without another word, the mouse leaned closer, reaching forward to run her own paw along the protruding serpent's arm. It was indeed real. She could even hear a soft giggle coming from the fox's stomach. Apparently, there was a good time to be had in there. Suddenly, the mouse found herself overwhelmingly curious about the situation. She pulled her paw back and looked to the vulpine with the arm sticking out of her mouth.

"She... wants me to join her in there, doesn't she?" Milly asked.

Tina nodded, unable to properly vocalize her answer while Nina was occupying her throat. That seemed to settle the internal debate going on in Milly's mind. She removed her glasses and began to strip down. She didn't seem as shy now for some reason. Had Nina managed to somehow affect her too? She hadn't looked into the snake's eyes. Was it something Tina could pass on with her own gaze? Or was Milly just that easy to convince? None of the involved ladies were concerned with such matters as the mouse slipped out of her modest clothing, right down to her underwear. Then that too was shed, leaving Milly completely uncovered. She was claimed by a need to try and conceal herself, wrapping an arm across her chest and a paw over her groin, but she wasn't necessarily uncomfortable.

"So, do I just... take her paw?" the mouse asked, still blushing as she stared into the fox's maw.

Tina nodded her head again, making a muffled 'mm hmm' sound in the affirmative. Milly nodded as well, reaching forward to offer her paw to the snake's. Nina wrapped her fingers around the mouse in a friendly but firm grasp, then started to draw her inward. The scaled arm slipped effortlessly back down Tina's throat, tugging Milly's paw with it. The warmth of the vixen's gullet surprised the mouse. She had expected it to be somewhat unpleasant, but it was shockingly inviting. She added her other paw, actively allowing herself to be eaten, and closed her eyes as she was pulled deeper.

The vixen swallowed, gripping the mouse's sides as she pulled her head in. An eager, curious tongue began lavishing Milly with affection, lapping and slipping across her face, then down along her neck as that first audible gulp surrounded the whole of her head. The grasp of the slick, pulsing flesh triggered a twinge of anxiety in the mouse, but she kept herself composed. The tongue that lashed across her neck and shoulders served to leave her trembling softly. She knew what was coming and she could scarcely stand the wait.

The next swallow pulled her chest into the fox's maw. That was where Milly lost all sense of fear. Her breasts mashed against the inquisitive organ, feeling it slide across her figure. She wasn't nearly as well endowed as Tina, but she had enough of a bust to catch one or two looks from time to time. She thought it was something to be kept hidden since most of those looks weren't pleasant. But here, she reveled in the attention. It was a celebration of her body, and it felt marvelous. To Tina, it tasted exceptional. She moaned happily around her grey-furred meal and suckled on her, teasing the girl's nipples until they had hardened against her tongue. It was unmistakably clear; Milly was definitely enjoying herself. That was making the suddenness of it worthwhile.

The mouse's voice could be heard rising up from under the vixen's fur, hidden behind the vulpine's mightily impressive bust. Her augmented chest was doing a fine job of muffling any conversation that might be had there. Unfortunately, any desire to linger where she was, lapping away at the lovely mouse girl's supple bosom was dashed as Nina pulled on Milly's arm. Tina was made to swallow once again, tugging the intrepid rodent's stomach into her jaws. Already, the tightly stretched dress was beginning to strain as more mass was added behind it. A quite creak could be heard coming from the vixen's gut as it started to stretch even more, forcing her bodycon to push closer to its limits.

The snake coiled up in the fox's belly pulled on her guest again, dragging Milly's hips into Tina's jaws. There, the fox hoped to stop, quickly running her tongue across the exposed folds she had just been given to enjoy. The mouse cried out, spreading her legs and grinding her hips down into that wonderful tongue she was rapidly falling in love with. Her petals quivered and oozed more than a few drops of nectar, enticing the vixen to continue to lick. She knew how much Nina enjoyed such attention, so why not offer it to their new friend? The mouse found her nethers quickly invaded by that marvelous tongue, sending her to screaming, her voice muffled by the layers of flesh wrapped around her. Then, quite suddenly, her screams were silenced.

Nina had pulled Milly deep enough that she was able to occupy her once again, kissing the mouse passionately. Were she feeling especially naughty, the snake might have just opened her mouth from there and let their new friend slide down her throat as well. But that would have left her wanting in other regards. So Milly was left to wriggle in place, her hips in Tina's jaws, the fox's tongue exploring her inner world. A splash of honey soaked the vulpine's flexible organ before another swallow tugged Milly down even further. With Nina's help, the mouse's legs passed relatively quickly, all while the fox's belly surged outward further and further.

A series of quick, noisy gulps saw the mouse's paws finally slip into Nina's lips. She swallowed them just as she had the rest of the lady and sighed as soon as her mouth was clear. Her bodycon had failed by this point, pushed up over her engorged stomach. There was nothing to conceal her lacy panties and the swells they contained now. Except for her bulbous stomach--a dome that writhed and churned with the presence of two young ladies. They were both already so eager to explore one another's bodies that they had not waited to properly introduce themselves to one another.

Tina sat on the floor of the bathroom, having slumped to the ground during her meal. She ran her paws over her vast gut, panting heartily, moaning as she squirmed in her seat. She could scarcely stand what was happening inside her. As she fought to regain her composure, the activity in her middle forced something up out of her. The lady's cheeks puffed out before she realized it was pointless to hold it back. A loud, very unladylike belch echoed through the bathroom, followed by a giggle.

The vixen gazed down at her tummy, relishing what she had been made to do, what she had been made to experience, and what she was being tormented with. It was excruciatingly wonderful. When she finally had enough of her faculties, she climbed to her paws and waddled slowly to the sink. There, she touched up her makeup, tending to a few little smears that had developed during her making out with Milly, and then devouring her. She straightened her hair as well, then stepped back to take in the sight of her stomach, now twice as large as it had been before. Her eyes, still laced with a sort of overlay of purple, fluttered a little as she felt the two girls put pressure on a few very nicely tender areas, and moaned.

A buzz came from Tina's phone and she pulled it from her purse, looking over what had been sent. It was a photo of both Nina and Milly, snuggled up quite close to one another, in the middle of a kiss. The flash had done a fine job of illuminating the fox's stomach, giving her a view of the fleshy walls keeping her two passengers confined under her pelt. It was an alluring image, one that she wanted to keep staring at, evidence of what was going on inside her. But, she had new instructions to follow. Nina was still 'in command' after all.

"Collect Milly's things and head home. Make sure people get a good eyeful of us in here. Let out a moan or two as you walk out of the shop." the text read.

Tina wasn't about to disobey. She grinned and settled back on the floor, doing as she had been told. Milly's clothes and glasses were collected, stuffed into her backpack, and the whole thing slung over Tina's shoulder as if it belonged to her. The added weight behind her helped to offset the great swell in front. It was so much heavier with two, but it was so deliciously uncomfortable. Her belly ached in the most wonderful way, sagging down to her knees, concealing her groin from in front. Her dress still hung down far enough in the back to hide most of her panties. But then, the weight pushing down on her hips and thighs had forced her to lean forward more than usual. Everyone would get a look at her rather masculine package. That demanded a few photos, which Tina took, making use of the mirror to show off her doubly-stuffed tummy.

The vixen unlocked the door and left the bathroom, squeezing her way through the door before making her way back into the shop proper. All eyes were back on her immediately, especially given that her fuzzy, squirming belly was no longer covered by her dress. As Tina tried to make for the exit, moving at a rather glacial pace with so much weight, she was forced to stop from time to time. A pained, pleased moan slipped out of her as she clutched her belly. She had to make sure she would maximize impact on the way out of the coffee shop. And she knew of the best way to go about it.

The vixen lifted her phone, tried to stand up as best she could, and took a photo of herself, massively swollen, only half dressed, and having difficulty keeping from drooling from all the marvelous sensations running through her. It caught the looks of everyone behind her staring at what the last hour had done to her body. Another hearty belch escaped the lady, removing any doubt from those present as to what might have happened to the cute mouse who had followed her to the bathroom.

Some began to show signs of jealousy and envy, wishing they had been the one to be summoned in. If only the trio of mischief-makers knew how many there were who felt that way. They might have tried to squeeze one or two more into the fox's belly.

Tina pushed her way out, her stomach just ever so slightly too wide to fit through the door properly. She stepped into the evening street, lit by the streetlamps that had come to life in the last half hour. She huffed and waddled her way back to the bus stop. This time, she didn't bother trying to remain standing. There was so much weight on those little pumps, and that was a recipe for disaster. Once she was seated at the stop, she immediately reached down and began removing the shoes. She hated taking away something that helped complete her feminine look. Her butt no longer stuck out quite so far, but at least she wouldn't have to deal with broken heel and being sent tumbling to the ground. A fall like that might force her to cough up one of her treasured passengers. That was unacceptable.

The bus arrived and she climbed aboard, having a little trouble fitting through the doorway. With a little help from those trying to get on with her, she managed. She was immediately given the first available seat and she sat there, wriggling in the chair, fighting to keep from pleasuring herself on the spot, all while her belly danced about in her lap, her legs forced apart by the great swell. At least no one complained about her engaging in 'manspreading'. Maybe they were afraid they might get eaten too.

The trip back to Tina's apartment building was relatively brief, but it felt like an eternity. All that pent up lust with two amorous ladies trying desperately to fornicate in her stomach, it was torture. Eventually, when the building came into view, Tina climbed to her paws and waddled her way off the bus, shoved back out the door with a bit of help. Something about being so fat that she didn't fit through the doors properly only further excited the vixen. The trip into the building and up to her door was similarly trying. The stairs were not an option. The elevator worked well enough but trying to force her way in was troublesome. And then trying to find and hit the right button was a trick. It took all her willpower to not just sink to the floor then and there and fondle herself.

The elevator opened on her floor and the vixen squeezed her overactive gut out. She pulled her keys from her purse, and with a hearty shove, pushed herself through the door to her apartment. Once inside, she began stripping down, casting off the bodycon which could no longer help her. With the vixen's chest no longer contained, she sighed softly and massaged her expansive bust. The panties were left on if only because she wasn't ready to deal with them yet.

Gurgles and groans came from her stomach while Nina and Milly embraced, kissed, and mashed what sensitive regions they could together. Fingers teased and stroked. Paws groped and squeezed. They were lost to their lust, and poor Tina couldn't do much about it just yet. She was mesmerized by the movement, left to fidget as the girls inside kept tormenting her with such glorious teasings. She panted and groped at the great dome, hoping to get her lover's attention.

"I'm... I'm home... can... can I... relax now?" Tina asked.

Nina, willing to pull herself away from her new friend just long enough to answer, replied as efficiently as she could.

"Go ahead honey. You've been good. You can do whatever you like," she huffed, "But, could you put some of the lotion in a small travel bottle and send it in? Milly's interested in trying it."

The vixen waddled her way to the bathroom, struggling to get through every doorway along the way. She grabbed the bottle of lotion Nina had made her use on her chest as well as a small, empty plastic bottle. With both in tow, the fox returned to the bedroom where she sat down, huffing and caressing her belly. She carefully dosed out a few good pumps into the travel bottle, sealed it tight, and popped it into her mouth and swallowed.

It landed in her stomach with the two ladies, and Nina immediately began making use of it. Paws worked swiftly, applying the creamy white stuff all over the mouse's chest. In moments, she was blessed with the glorious sensation of stretching, expanding breasts as they swelled out to meet those of her new serpentine friend. She groaned happily and mashed her lips back against the snake's reveling in the new sensitivity her augmentation provided.

"How... how long... does this last?" Milly asked breathlessly.

"Usually... about eight to twelve... hours," Nina replied, trying to not break the kiss if at all possible, "If you apply more... just before it wears off... you can... effectively... stay that way... so long as you don't... run out of lotion."

"I think... I'd like... to get my hands... on more of it. Can I buy some... from you?" Milly asked, running one of her paws up over one of the snake's breasts, giving it a firm squeeze.

The act stole Nina's breath away, forcing her to push into the girl's paw happily.

"I'll... make you a batch... just for you." she replied.

"Do you... and Tina... steal people away... like this... often?" the mouse asked, still fighting to remain locked lip to lip.

Their paws had shifted targets, aiming lower as they mashed their chests together, finding that to be effective enough for the moment. Two sets of petals were fondled and stroked, fingers slipped within to search for anything that might make one scream. And they were both quite skilled in locating those tender spots.

"It's a first... for me and Timothy," Nina said, "I forgot to mention... she's not actually a girl, she's a guy. He's my boyfriend. And he likes it... when I make him dress up like that... and haul me around. He pretends... he's an expectant mother."

A moan escaped the mouse as it was explained to her. She shivered and pressed in as tightly as she could, trying to drive the snake's fingers deeper into her. Clearly the admission of Timothy's identity only further aroused her. She kicked a leg out against the slick, rubbery wall holding them in, making the fox's gut bulge hard. Timothy, no longer needing to pretend to be Tina, fell back on his back, one paw on his enormously bloated stomach, another fondling his chest. He adored this feeling, overstuffed, over-stimulated, and feeling entirely overwhelmed by it all. He reached over to grab the bottle of lotion and shoved the panties down, uncovering his throbbing shaft.

A good squirt of the expansion-inducing stuff was poured into his palm, and he immediately began smearing it all over his groin. It was cold to the touch, making him shiver. It even forestalled the orgasm he had been wanting to enjoy ever since he swallowed Milly. He gasped as he continued to rub the stuff in, feeling that same, familiar tightness he was used to feeling in his chest. His member began to swell, pushing up hard against his stomach. His scrotum distended as well, suddenly appearing as though he were in possession of a pair of watermelons between his legs.

One paw groped at his now forearm-length mast and pumped as hard as he could. His legs curled around his engorged sac, squeezing and kneading the huge orbs with his foot-paws. His remaining palm remained mashed against his stomach. It was a glorious place to be, and Timothy intended to take advantage of it for as long as he had the strength.

The girls were still busy inside, making his belly rock and sway. Their love-making was keeping him on edge and he was in heaven because of it. Eventually, there came a scream from his gut, one of his girls hitting her peak. Then very shortly after came the other. He could just imagine what was happening inside his belly. They were soaking their thighs in release, maybe they had turned themselves about so that they were able to lick one another to completion. That was a rather lovely mental image, one that the busty fox held to as he pumped away on his twitching shaft.

A growl sounded in Timothy's throat as he decided to change posture. He scooted up along the bed, then began rolling himself over, landing on top of his enormous, terribly active stomach. The weight pushed down on the two ladies inside him, making it a bit more difficult for them to keep going. It felt akin to him trying to pin them and keep them trapped, almost an act of dominance. Really it was just to squeeze them against his innards so he could feel them struggle all the better. After only a few moments, a very vulpine howl filled the room as a fountain of white erupted down the stuffed fox's stomach. He was quickly painted in his own seed. Had he been laying on his back, it would have covered everything; stomach, breasts, and face. It was the single most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced, and he desperately wanted more, but perhaps after a moment to catch his breath. He lay there, panting, running his paws over his various swells, giggling to himself. With a bit of effort, he managed to roll back over, letting his tummy dance away on top of him. If they drove him to orgasm again, he'd get an even bigger mess painted over him.

Very likely, he would end up keeping Nina and Milly in his belly until morning. That was how Nina's visits to his innards usually went. By then, the hypnosis would wear off. Until then, he would get to lay there, sprawled and swollen, reveling in his lovers' throes of passion. She hadn't told him he couldn't keep pleasuring himself, so when the strength to do so returned, Timothy resumed, not caring how much of a mess he made all over himself.

He would wake up the next morning with a huge stomach ache and a profound sense of satisfaction, with two very lovely young ladies sleeping in his gut. His chest would be shrunk back to normal by then. So would his shaft and sac. All that hard work to help him relax would appear to have vanished, but it would be well worth it. And perhaps now they would have a third party to join in next time Nina felt like making him spend a night on the town as Tina. But that was all to come when he was back to his usual self.

For now, 'Tina' just reveled and writhed on the bed, continuing to paint herself in her own sticky spunk as her gut squirmed on top of her.

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