Three Squishy Guys
Note: This is a crazy story. It was written to take the furry-flattening kink to its most adult extent, pardoning all sensibility. As much as the genre is a fetish with a small group of furs, there's very little art or fiction surrounding it. So, feel free to laugh along as I pave in the gaps, as it were.
Oh, and like I said? It's adult. And man-on-man.
It was another sleepover night at Vulp's apartment, not that it was much different from the rubber fox's other nights.
For almost a year now, he had kept space in his modest little apartment for two regulars. The kitchen was a tad cosy, but the rest of the apartment let out to a single spacious room, which occupied Vulp and his two guests quite comfortably. A three-seater was centred before a TV set, and one of the futons used for sleeping could always be dragged over for extra seating. Heck, just one of the puffy duvets would be enough to house and provide bedding for any unexpected guests.
On the opposite wall from the TV was the sleeping area - a loose pile of futon mattresses and duvets, with pillows piled in the corner where the back wall met the dividing wall of the bathroom, like dust swept lazily into a corner. Tantalising posters of smooth, delicious looking shirtless men of many species lined the wall of the sleeping area (although canines were predominately his favourite), showing their furred or polished-latex abs invitingly.
Vulp himself wasn't in a bad shape either. He had worked off most of the chub from his younger years, a firm set of muscles showing through his trim, yet curvy exterior. His body was predominately a bright vermillion, with a traditional cream splash from his muzzle down his front, where it curved delicately between his thighs-or so would be seen, if he wasn't wearing his usual loose pair of leisure jammies on his lower half, held by loose elastic at his hips.
But yes, tonight was like most nights. The space he kept for his two companions, Will and Dan, had been occupied most nights of the previous year. Dan was a regular, but sometimes had to help with his family; Will had just finished his year at uni, since which time his presence at Vulp's place had become all the more regular.
There was a rat-tat-tat at the door of apt. 21-the largest of the second floor apartments-and Vulp made his squeaky way over, tightening the elastic of his pants a tad to keep them up. With a clack, he unlatched and opened the door to reveal Will and Dan, standing side by side as usual. "Heyo Vulps! Hope you don't mind another visit," Will chirped, grinning lightly. Without his space in the halls of residence, the apartment had become his second home.
The fox flashed a grin back, eyes flickering over Will's shirtless-as-always body. Will was a wolf, and furry, in contrast to Dan. They had met Will at a rubber-fetish party at the local club, and had got on well from the off. Vulp had no problem with him sharing out the space with the friendly wolf.
"Of course not Will, you know the drill," the fox replied, "and c'mere you silly doggy!" With a flash of his teeth he reached out and tugged Dan (a handsome, chunky, but most importantly rubber German shepherd) into the doorway, where the two shared a tight embrace.
Will grinned and let himself in, clicking the door shut behind him. "Hey hey now, let's get inside before we have fun, shall we?" The wolf giggled to himself, giving the fox a firm slap across his cloth-covered rump. The three weren't lovers, but were rather just friends who were open about their interests, and happy to share intimate moments in such good company.
One interest they did have in common was flattening. An odd fetish for someone to have, but for the three guys, it was something to have fun with. The evening often started with just a gentle massage, but after working the rubber around, it becomes soft and supple. Before long, one would have the other pinned on the floor, ripples spreading through their soft body as the other sat atop and massaged. Someone would then brandish a rolling pin from Vulp's kitchen, and begin to work it back and forth over the softened one, spreading them smoothly over the apartment's hardwood floor. The sight, and most of all the feeling of being spread flat was incredibly erotic to the three, with the loosening of the body and strange sensations it entailed.
The fox and dog shared a quick kiss at the doorway, before heading over to join Will at the couch, who was arched over in a stretch. "Nnngh... yer doing a nice job with this place," the wolf noted, looking around mid-stretch. "I like the new poster," he added, gesturing to a four-foot spread of a rubber rabbit, laid at the side of a swimming pool. It was one of Vulp's favourites.
"Mmm, I agree," the shepherd pup agreed, eyeing the poster with a lively flash to his eyes, and a slow licking of his lips. "Been up to much fun lately, foxy?"
Vulp smirked, sliding an arm around Will, to the delight of the wolf. Fur-on-rubber always made for the best embraces. "Not since I fucked the wolf last week," the fox remarked, his smooth crotch area bulging lightly as he recalled... the feeling of his torpedo-shaped cock, a full ten inches, sliding in and out of Will's girly wolf-rump, squelches and all. Grrf. He slid his eyes closed as he enjoyed the warm, fuzzy feeling spread across him.
The fox felt a paw press against the bulge in his pants. "Enjoyed it, I presume?" The voice was Dan's, and he could hear him grinning. Will felt a blush build up, flashing a grin back to Dan. As a 'toon, he enjoyed all the benefits of being a rubber-fur (and all the squishing that entailed), but also relished the feeling of a slick shaft spreading his butt-cheeks open, penetrating his fleshy insides, the smooth feeling of fur-on-rubber... And when he was squashed, his fur matted into a wonderful smooth sheen that the two rubbers admired.
"Mmmmm... so what's on the agenda for tonight?" Will piped up, pecking a kiss on Vulp's moulded cheek.
"Food," the fox replied, "I think. Then, I thought, just to spice things up tonight... we'd do something a little differently. We have to go outside though."
The three gathered together the trash from the pizza, and pattered to the back of the apartment to dispose of it. It was past midnight now, and with nobody about in the remote part of the city, they stayed in their shirtless garb.
"All right guys, follow me, it's along this back alley..." Vulps nuzzled the two, and lead them out a back gate, leading into a narrow alleyway between the apartments and the next building over, a derelict factory house.
"I found it the other day, and, well, uh..." He grinned back at Will. "You know Greg, the ferret dude, he's helping that family convert their house into a B&B?" Will nodded, as the three emerged onto the main street, following the fox as he continued across the empty road. It was a foggy, but warm summer night, a quiet squeaking of feet on pavement as they continued through another alley.
"Well, I passed their place the other day, and spotted this while they were making the new driveway," Vulp said, gesturing to the coned-off construction area at the front of the house. Just behind the cones was a steamroller, dormant for the night.
Will's eyes widened - Ever since he was a cub, he had fantasised about the great paving machines, laying in its path and savouring the sensation of being steamrolled, like in all the cartoons he used to watch. The heavy, broad wheel driving forward, like a gargantuan rolling pin, the wolf only a blob of putty in its wake, being left for a broadened wolf-pancake or sticking to its rear wheel like a piece of gum.
He could hear the other two giggling. "What?" He followed their gaze to his waist, and blushed, his canine erection peeking out from his waistline. "Aheh, well, uh, yeah... mrrr..." He flashed a sly grin up at Vulp.
With a jangle and a flash of metal, Vulp tossed a set of keys to Dan. "Why don't you go fire 'er up, big guy?" They exchanged giggles, with the fox leaving a mighty spank on the dog's wide, brown, rubbery rear.
As Dan made his way in the background, past the cones, Vulp and Will waddled to eachother and soon enough were embraced. With muffled giggles, the two kissed eachother on the lips, squeezing eachother excitedly.
"I know how much you want to be steamrolled, so, I thought I'd give you a chance," the fox grinned, "I've already thanked Greg for you. He got the keys for me."
The wolf blushed hard atop a grin, holding the fox in his arms. "Going to have a go too?" With a rumbling 'vroom!', a bright set of headlamps atop the roller flashed to life, the engine idling.
"Mmm, I'm sure we'll all have our fun," the fox winked, pecking another kiss, and a stroke along the dip of Will's back. "Why don't you and Dan have your fun first?" He stroked a paw under the elastic of his own pants, "I'm sure I'll enjoy the show."
With another stifled giggle, Will held the fox close and kissed him, getting a good squeeze of Vulp's athletic rump, before pattering towards Dan and the machine. "I'll try not to hurt myself!" he hollered.
Dan wagged his solid rubber tail, waving as Will approached. "Just gimmie a second, I think I have the gears sorted..." With a slow clunk, Dan put the steamroller into first, clutch still at the floor. "Let me test the brakes too, no hard feelings if they don't work!" he grinned, pulling the clutch up a little, the great wheels heaving forward, setting the vehicle rolling slowly off the freshly-paved tarmac of the driveway, and over one of the traffic cones, slowly making its way onto the main road.
With a drawn-out squeak~, the roller came to rest in the middle of the road. Will tentatively walked closer, close enough to touch the cool metal of the wheel... Stroking over the broad surface, the wheel almost as tall as him, and a good 10ft wide. This thing was heavy duty. Not that it would need much advantage to do what Will wanted it to...
"Are we ready?" The chubby GS bounced in his seat, grinning maniacally at the wolf before the wheel of the great machine. "I promise I won't hurt ya!"
The wolf blushed as he felt the bulge in his jeans throbbing. Which way should he go? Face down. He always liked the idea. Maybe it was to do with his flattened rump facing up, or it just reinforced the idea of being crushed flat by something bigger than him. With a clank he undid his belt, slid his furred body from his jeans, and tossed them up to Dan. "Hold these! And yeah, I'm ready... go slow okay?" Dan's paw grabbed out and caught the pants, setting them next to him as he worked the gear stick again, an echoey clunk as the gear engaged.
Will giggled to himself, laying out on the road on his front before the steamroller, as if waiting for a backrub. His mind was aflutter with images of the great wheel squashing down on anything in its path, of his own tail emerging from the rear, a smooth shape of matted fur...
He didn't even hear the machine move, before he felt the cool metal above his toes - and a split second later, he felt them get devoured by the steamroller, spreading out under its great weight.
The wolf grrred, handpaws pressing at the ground as the feeling of being flattened ran through his body. The wheel advanced at a surprising rate, faster than he had fantasised, running right up the back of his legs, crushing his tail into a flat, wide shape on the road...
The wet, gooey sounds of the 'toon getting flattened echoed through the street, Vulp stroking his growing bulge as the wheel worked up to Will's thighs. Such a delicious sound, he thought, re-imagining the feeling of being doughed up and flattened, with all the nuanced squeaks and squelches.
With a gasp, Will felt the wheel touch his bare rump cheeks, pressing them upward, feeling the metal on his sac - before his whole waist disappeared under the broad wheel, a close-to-orgasmic rush of heat running through his fur as his most sensitive parts were pressed into the sheet of wolf.
The wheel advanced faster, Will gasping for air as his remaining supply was rolled out of him. With a final loud squelch, the wolf touched his nose to the road, feeling the wheel on the back of his head push his muzzle shorter and shorter until his whole head was gone under the wheel.
Vulp tugged up his pants, and pattered over to the back of the still-moving vehicle. His ears pricked at the quiet, crackly sound of vinyl being peeled, as the wolf's flattened body was given a further squash by the second wheel, Will's smushed body emerging into the orange streetlight.
Vulp stifled a deep prrr at the sight, and chirped up to Dan. "All right pup, we're clear!" The brakes squeaked on again, the machine coming to rest.
Dan and Vulp kneeled at the side of Will's flattened body, eyes wide as they traced the widened grey shape.
Dan placed a broad paw on the wolf's back. "Are you okay wuffy?" There was a quiet groan of a reply. Vulp leaned and ruffled one of Will's ears, fluffing it up to get a hold. "Let's see how easy he comes up..." With a gentle tug, Will started to come free of the road, the half-inch-thick canine peeling back on himself with a drawn-out 'schlup!'.
The wide, dazed face of the wolf looked up at the two, eyelids fluttering, as if waking from a deep sleep. "Ghrrr... that felt great..." The two rubbers grinned at each other, both working to pull Will from the road.
With a dizzy grin, the wolf draped over the two, just wide enough to hug them side by side if he were able to manoeuvre. Vulp and Dan stroked along Will's broad, shiny back, nibbling affectionately at the wuff's edges.
"Mrrrm... Dan?" Vulp blushed softly, but with a grin. "Since we're out here, I'd, kinda, like to have some fun with you..." The fox held Will's head up by the ears, giving the broad muzzle a kiss. "Not to devoid you of attention cutey, we'll have fun with you at home." The wolf blushed.
The rubber-dog flashed a smirk, though blushed a little too. "I, would enjoy that... I've been wanting to get, uhm, close to you," he grinned, "for a while now." He helped lay Will to the side, taking Vulp into his strong arms, hugging the fox to his soft belly.
"Which is precisely why I left the brake off," he grinned maniacally, kicking a stone at the foot of the rear wheel aside, the great hulk of a machine heaving in reverse towards the two rubbers.
Vulp's eyes widened, but before he had time to think the dog had him pinned against the road, their smooth bellies touching as the two embraced in a deep kiss.
The machine continued to heave backwards, gradually speeding up to overtake Dan and Vulps. With a squeak of excitement, the wheel began to press the two together, Dan's bulk spreading and covering the fox completely - but not before Vulp gave the dog a mighty spank, his paw pinned to the brown rump as the steamroller advanced. Seconds later, the roller passes them - their wet kiss disappearing with a squelch beneath the great wheel.
Finally coming to, Will blinked up at the night sky... feeling rather wide. Instinctively raising a pawdigit to his muzzle, he huffed a flat lungfull of air into it- With a wobble and a pop, a ripple of air passed through the canine, causing him to flop onto the pavement in his naked, but more usual shape.
"Hrrf... that was great..." Will wheezed, grinning to himself, another fantasy finally realised. "Uh, Vulp? Dan-?" As the wolf pattered around the steamroller in search of the two, something sticks to his underfoot - it's Dan's flattened body, completely enveloping Vulp's, minus the fox's lustful paws tied around him.
With a grin, the wolf got to his knees and rolled the squashed pair into a wide tube, heading back to the apartment.
Back inside, Will eagerly unrolled his buddies over the warm futons - Dan's curvy rump staring up at him, Vulp's paw embedded into the left cheek. Picking up the thick sheet of rubber, he held Dan's flattened butt around his still-throbbing erection, humping into his clenched paw until he came.
Will's seed lashed out, painting Dan's dark brown back with streaks of sticky white. The wolf collapsed on top of it all, with a messy squelch, and fell asleep for the night. He'd let them figure out what happened tomorrow...
And somehow, he'd have to explain his pants atop the abandoned steamroller.