FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

****DISCLAIMER: This story is for adults only (18+ years) and contains sexual descriptions of male/male interaction, rule 34, muscles, hyperphallia, inflation, growth, musk, multiple types of vore, virtual digestion, etc. I will not be held accountable for any discontent this may cause. Please do not comment about the subject matter if it is not to your liking.*****

On the Payload

Virtual reality was all the rage. The visors were fun, enjoying games of all genres, whether it was horror, adventure, or otherwise. However, even though it was exciting for a time, it soon began to lose its newness and glamour. Some people wanted more than just looking through a window at the world they longed to be part of. True virtual reality was too far away.

That is, until two brilliant scientists decided to make their own true virtual world. While they enjoyed the thought of shiny new technology, Tachi and Nina enjoyed video games, too. It was only natural to bring not only that virtual world to life, but to bring it to life inside that video game. Since it was so popular at the time, Overwatch seemed to be the perfect target for their newest idea. It took quite some time for the large wolf and bust bunny to work up their current technology.

Virtual reality was experimented with before, but after rigorous tests and trials, they were finally ready to do some tests on living people. With Tachi's supernatural abilities and Nina's expert fingers, they were able to develop a system that puts the player in the actual game world. Everything felt, tasted, sounded, smelled, and looked real. The only thing that wasn't added was pain--maybe some slight discomfort, but nothing that would cause a player to want to stop because of it.

In order to test the virtual world inside of the game, they would need someone to put into the game. They would take the place of the character that they choose with similar clothes and everything else would function the same--their weapon, abilities, and health would be as if they were playing in front of a screen. The only thought was trying to get someone to test it. Tests were coming back that it was completely safe for feral animals, so it should be fine for more intelligent creatures to go.

"Well, the only one I can think of is--" Tachi trailed off.

"Bobert," they said in unison.

"Great minds think alike," Nina said with a light giggle as she picked up her phone to text the otter.

"Of course, my dear," he murmured, adjusting his lab coat and going over to the few machine chairs they had made. They were great recliners with wires trailing from multiple places as well as a large helmet that would cover the head. He made the last few adjustments to the chair that Bobert would be using, should he agree. However, he pulled his own phone out to contact a second person--just in case.

Not only was Bobert excited about the trial, he immediately was on his way to try it out. The otter didn't play with virtual reality very much, but he wanted to check further into it. This was right up his alley, considering he could probably get away with anything in a virtual world. The thoughts that flooded his mind made him snicker to himself as he walked toward the Sapphire Gym. The huge lab beneath would undoubtedly be ready.

Entering the gym, Bobert saw the floor hatch open, revealing the stairs downward through multiple layers of metal and concrete. Trotting down, the hatch closed once more before he entered the lab, looking around and humming to himself.

"Over here, Bobert," Tachi called toward the back end of the extensive underground laboratory.

Bobert perked his ears and moved toward the voice, looking around and blinking. Despite having been down there a few times, the sight always impressed him--steaming beakers were around, lit Bunsen burners, and tables that were lined with petri dishes and flasks. It smelled sanitary, like a hospital. He wasn't sure what Tachi did down there, but it was a sight to behold.

"Hey there slut, is it ready to go?" Bobert huffed as he set down his backpack.

Tachi's face went red--the otter seemed to enjoy breaking down the wolf's professional barrier regardless of where they were.

"Y-yes..." the wolf grunted.

"Yes what?" Bobert questioned.

"Y... yes sir..." Tachi mumbled out.

Nina gave a snorting giggle.

"Hello Bobert, you can hop into the chair," she stated as she tapped a few things on the large supercomputer on the side.

"Hey Nina! Thanks!" the otter replied, hopping in while settling himself in the cushions.

Tachi was steadily tapping away at the computer on the otherside while his face continued to pulse with redness, unable to look either of them in the face. He walked to the large chair and moved his paws to the sides of Bobert's form, looking down at the huge junk that was now staring him in the face.

"W-we have to strap you in, in case your body jerks from of the sensations," the wolf murmured, looking up slightly before going back down to fasten the waist clasp around him.

It was then that Bobert gripped the back of Tachi's head, shoving his muzzle downward to sink into the thick groin between his legs, mashing over his face and grinding the scent into it. He laughed a bit as the wolf squirmed, rumbling and grinding himself as his cock throbbed a few times, swelling with size. He let go, however, causing Tachi to stumble back onto the floor with a whine.

"B-Bobert!" Tachi whimpered, wiping his nose after getting back up. He tried to hide his own swell below, brushing off his lab coat-covered rump while looking down. He grunted at the sound of Nina's fit of laughter behind him.

"What? You like it, slut," Bobert snickered, nestling down into the cushions while he brought his arms to the rests on either side.

Tachi sighed and moved back to the otter, frowning at him and began to strap his arms as well, attaching a few monitors and electrode stickers along the otter's body in specific place.

"Y-you shouldn't need the restraints, but it's just in case," Tachi murmured, more quietly than before.

"Thanks slut. Better not let anything happen to me," Bobert grunted, leaning back as he grinned. He knew the wolf would never allow harm to come, but he wanted to vocalize it regardless.

"Y-yeah, of course not," Tachi murmured while moving back to his computer.

Clearing his throat, the wolf began tapping away at the controls once more, examining the thin, glass-like screens in front of him. He scanned the data and gave a few nods.

"Everything looks good. Alright, Bobert, when you link in, you'll be in a digital world that will feel real. You'll be able to access your login panel by tapping the circle in your peripheral view. Once you connect to the Overwatch servers, you'll be transported into a waiting room setup that we've created until you find a match. It works just like a regular game, except you choose your avatar and you become that character," Tachi explained.

"Sounds good," Bobert stated, trying to relax a bit more.

"You'll have their clothes and weapons, but that's about it. You'll have their abilities and your HUD will be the same as in the game, only in your peripheral like your login panel," Tachi continued. "You'll feel no pain if you get shot, but you will feel the pressure of it hitting you, so you'll know where it's coming from. The kill cam will work like usual, too. It'll be like a third-person view while you watch what happened."

"Yeah yeah, let's get goin' slut!" the otter stated impatiently.

"O-okay okay. If you feel off or that anything is wrong with your body, let us know. We'll pull you out. We'll be watching you play as if spectating a real game," he continued while tapping a few more things.

"Are you ready, Bobert?" Nina called from the side.

"Yep! Let's do it," Bobert replied.

After a few more taps on the keyboard, Tachi regained his focus and started up the process.

"Activating program WW15035, process TZ21502. Virtual world connecting to the mainframe database," the wolf called verbally.

"Connection successful. Vitals are normal, heart rate slightly elevated. Proceed with activation," Nina called out.

The helmet above Bobert slowly lowered to nearly encase his head in the chair. He was a bit nervous, as was called out by Nina, but he tried to relax as much as he could. He trusted the two scientists and sighed softly, closing his eyes and waiting for whatever might come.

"Activating neural connection. Reality dividing," Tachi called.

Closing his eyes, Bobert felt strange, electric tingling at first, but it shot through his body afterward. It didn't hurt, but it caused him to shiver before his body went still. After opening his eyes again, he was being transported through glowing circles. He wasn't moving, but there was soon a bright light, having to adjust to it while raising a paw. A few more moments passed before he could comfortably see, looking around and blinking.

In front of him, it was nearly blank and white. He looked at his paws, wriggling his fingers a bit and then hummed to himself.

"How do you feel? Is everything okay?" Tachi's voice came from above as if through a loudspeaker.

"I feel normal. Maybe a bit lighter. Everything seems in order, slut," Bobert replied.

On the outside, Tachi's face went red again as he looked down from the screen they were watching.

"B-Bobert," Tachi grunted.

"Yeah slut?" Bobert snickered.

"Nevermind. Do you see your login panel in the corner of your vision? Touch the circle," the wolf murmured, trying to regain his voice.

Bobert looked forward, seeing the circle that Tachi was talking about. Lifting a paw, he touched the translucent disc and it suddenly expanded into a dialog box. Overwatch was listed at the top and the otter touched that, as well. Almost immediately, he felt a tugging on his body as the environment shifted, seeming to build itself before his eyes.

"Whoa," the otter murmured, staring in amazement as a city appeared before him. It was a bit blurry, but a few options listed themselves right in front of him.

"You're in Overwatch now, Bobert," Tachi murmured, grinning at the title screen on the monitor, only in a third-person perspective with the otter looking at the menu.

"Go ahead and select play and get into a quick play game. Though, you might want to try the practice range to get used to it first," Nina suggested.

"Fuck that! Get me into a comp game!" Bobert yelled, touching the "play" option, but grunted as he noticed the competitive selection was locked out.

"Sorry Bobert, it's a new account. You're level one right now," Tachi stated, "You'll have to do some quick play."

Almost begrudgingly, the otter selected the quick play option, which phased out into a timer above him. While it ticked upward, he looked around at the set of Hollywood behind the menu board. It didn't take long for the game to activate, however, as the world around him phased out once more and he was put into the Dorado map, but with character portraits levitating in front of him.

"This is crazy," Bobert murmured, hovering a hand over Junkrat's face and touching it. After confirming his selection, the blurriness shifted to reveal a crisp, realistic waiting room. He was in a garden with a large fountain in the middle. To the right was a beautiful view of the rest of the city with boats near the beach. In front of him was a building with bells above.

"Holy shit," he murmured, soon looking down at the seemingly-light grenade launcher in his hand. He pulled the trigger, gasping as the grenade bounced out, ticked upward, and then rang out before exploding. He looked at his other paw, reaching to his side and grasping on one of the mines, tossing it forward before a small cylinder formed in his hand. Pushing the trigger, Bobert let a yelp go as he was blasted backward, landing harmlessly on the ground.

"Everything feeling okay?" Tachi asked while he watched Bobert experiment with his abilities.

"This is CRAZY!" Bobert nearly screeched, suddenly pumping out the remaining ammo in his gun before they exploded a few moments after. His paw immediately slammed against it and placed more grenades in, watching with wide eyes before he threw another mine down. He jumped on it, activated it, and sailed toward the second story of the house.

"He seems to be enjoying himself," Nina giggled while she continued examining his vitals. Everything was normal; it was a good sign.

"I feel the air rush past me and it doesn't hurt when they explode against me! I feel the heat a little, but this is great!" Bobert yelled, throwing another mine down and bouncing into the garden again.

"You should have some teammates coming in. You'll hear automated voices from what they're typing," the wolf explained, "and if you reply to them, your words will appear as text on their screen. You can't say anything about the virtual reality thing, though."

"Can they see me?" Bobert asked.

"They see a different skin for Junkrat. They'll probably be interested in your form. You can't say anything about it though. Just say you're a developer or something," Tachi murmured.

"Huh..." the otter murmured, throwing out the bear trap in front of him. It seemed so easy to do.

"Attack commencing in 30 seconds," the woman's voice called through the area.

A shudder went down Bobert's back as he looked along the garden. His teammates were phasing in around him, looking around and then blinking as they all began looking at him. There was something incredible about seeing Reinhardt tower over him and Pharah launching herself into the air as if in real life.

"Is that a new skin?" an artificial voice spoke out above him.

"I've never seen that before--he's an otter!" another voice called out.

"Is he Junkrat?"

"How'd you get that skin dude? I haven't seen that anywhere."

"U-uh... I'm an investor. I give the devs a lot of money," Bobert replied, looking around at them.

"Wow, really? So you paid for it?"

"If you want to see it like that," Bobert stated, shrugging.

"3... 2... 1..." the announcer's voice came out again.

"Hope you're ready for a lot of questions like that," Tachi's voice came, though only Bobert could hear it.

Bobert ran out, but as his muscles moved, he didn't feel tired. There was no stamina in Overwatch, so his breathing was normal no matter how fast he ran. As he moved with the payload, the otter looked around and examined each building. It was like a real city. He could even feel a gentle breeze along his face through the streets of Dorado. He was so distracted, however, he didn't notice the Widowmaker lining up, getting a headshot immediately.

A gasp rang out before everything went dark, then came back to light as he watched himself get sniped from the player on the ledge. He gave a snort and then blinked as he phased back into the garden once more. He looked around, blinking and then rubbing his head. Tachi was right, it didn't hurt at all. He just felt a painless "thunk" against his head and nothing more.

"Are you alright, Bobert? Did you feel any pain or stress?" Nina called out as she monitored the heart rate.

"I'm fine, it didn't hurt at all. Just a slight pressure like a Nerf dart hit me," Bobert replied, running back out of the room to rejoin his team.

"Is that a new skin?"

"Why does he look like an otter?"

The questions began again, making him snicker, but he soon ran back into the payload and wasted no time firing a few grenades over the ledge where he knew other players were. There was a satisfying "tick" sound that rang out through his ears as he continued firing. A beeping sounded out as a red skull appeared in the middle of his vision, along with a username and a "100". He had just gotten a kill and felt a bit more energized.

"This is great," he whispered out as he continued launching the grenades, only pausing when he seemed to automatically reload the gun. He threw mines down mostly to rocket himself into the air, occasionally trapping people in his bear traps.

Bobert's ultimate ability was a strange one. When he activated it, he automatically slammed his tire down, revved it, and his point of view jumped to the tire. It felt like he was steering it with his mind, moving toward a group of enemies before he chose when to cause the explosion. He got a few kills like that and continued playing the game as normal. Eventually, his team pushed in for the win.

After the game ended, Bobert was back in the blurred Hollywood with the menu screen in front of him.

"That was fucking great!" Bobert squeaked, immediately pressing the play option again.

"Wait, wait Bobert. We have to record some information. Cancel it, you can play another in a few minutes," Tachi murmured.

The otter grumbled and cancelled as instructed, crossing his arms and tapping his foot.

"How are you feeling now? Are you tired or exhausted at all?" Tachi asked while tapping away at the computer.

"Not at all. It doesn't feel like I wasted any energy. I didn't even break a sweat," Bobert stated, looking over his own body in the virtual world.

"Well, you wouldn't. It's connected to your brain in a way," Tachi explained, typing a few more things while he looked over to Nina, "How are his vitals?"

"Green across the board," Nina called out in her best Pharah impression.

Tachi snorted before he continued typing, recording his research and continuing to monitor Bobert on the screen.

"Go ahead and start up another game if everything feels fine, Bobert," Tachi called out, leaning back to watch the screen once more.

Bobert huffed and began the queue timer again, mentally preparing for his next game. He considered going with another character, maybe Pharah would be fun to fly around with. He'd try her next. It might be fun to be massive in Reinhardt's armor--or would he appear in his normal size with shrunken armor? He would have to experiment with many of the characters.

After a few more games, he felt a bit fatigued, though he was still excited. It was about time he started having some real fun. Through the games, he felt a steady stirring in his groin with his interaction with Roadhog, seeing that belly bouncing up close. The jiggle physics were still there and hearing the character talk so near him caused him to shiver each time. He could practically hear the sloshes from them, but he wasn't sure if it was his imagination or the game itself.

Eventually, the otter began to pause in his movements and grip at himself, squeezing his huge bulge while in Junkrat's clothes. Bobert could feel his junk swelling up and he pondered to himself. The players saw through the character's eyes, so what would their field of view be if he climbed on top of the avatars? A smirk crept over his face. It was something he would have to test, too. He could feel his arousal picking up.

"Bobert... what're you doing?" Tachi murmured as he watched the visible gropes.

"Playin' the game, slut," Bobert stated before he approached a certain cowboy. He brought himself up and suddenly gripped McCree's shoulders, swinging around and shoving his massive package into the man's face. He gave a grind and grunted, looking down as the character stopped moving. He blinked and continued to press his massive package into the character's face, smirking a bit.

"What? What's going on?" the artificial voice called from above, "I can't see anything but this guy's crotch!"

Bobert perked and laughed a bit, holding himself there while the character began to move backward and turn, moving around like a player trying to get out of a laggy spot.

"Why is it so detailed? I can practically see his entire penis and nuts!" the voice called out again.

"Bobert! What're you doing? Stop that," Tachi murmured as his eyes widened.

Nina was giggling wildly, having expected this to come around eventually.

"What? I'm getting you more data," the otter called out, soon hopping off McCree and then looking around. He saw their Reinhardt and snickered, crawling up the front of his armor and did the same. His massive junk was once again blocking the player's view, filling it with nothing but his huge bulges.

"It's happening to me now! What's going on?" a different voice called out.

Bobert snickered as his package throbbed, bulging out further while he grinded into the Reinhardt's face, groaning out and squeezing into the back of the older man's head. His shorts creaked and strained with his growing arousal, but he grunted as he fell to the ground as the player disconnected. After phasing out, Bobert rubbed his head and then stood back up, grinning as he looked to the spawn point. Another player would be connecting.

Throwing a mine down, the otter sailed back toward the start to greet his new teammate. Whenever he entered, he gasped and grinned at the sight of the large, round man that phased in. Immediately, Bobert went forward and gripped his arms around the huge belly of Roadhog. He could feel the warmth from the avatar, as if it were a real belly.

"Damn, Tachi, Nina... how much did you program for these avatars?" Bobert asked out.

"U-uh... quite a bit..." Tachi murmured as Nina giggled.

"Oh yeah?" Bobert asked as he looked up at the character that seemed to look around, wondering why he couldn't move forward. With a grip to the waistband of the big man's pants, he immediately jerked them down, causing Roadhog's junk to smack out between his thick thighs, like melons between those knees and a massive member that swayed about. It was completely life-like.

"Holy shit, Tachi," Bobert murmured, reaching down to grip against it, squeezing the thick meat that pulsed in his paw.

"What? I like to program these things," Tachi grunted with a shrug.

"Why can't I move?" the artificial voice came out.

"There's a weird Junkrat restricting movement somehow. He's probably hacking," another voice said.

Bobert ignored them and gripped along the fat length of the hog's massive junk, squeezing it and watching it throb bigger, fattening in his fingers. He perked his ears, hearing the heavy breathing and a deep, beastly groan from the character behind the mask while he squeezed the fat sac below.

"The fuck? What is Roadhog saying?" the voice came from above.

The otter snickered, licking his lips as he gripped that cock a bit more, stroking over it while he growled in delight. It throbbed bigger, getting wider and longer while it pulsed before him. He could practically hear the meat throbbing against him.

"Keep strokin'," the raspy voice came from behind the mask.

"Geez, Tachi. You programmed responses too?" Bobert asked with a snicker.

"Yeah, well, they're kind of AI. I installed it in all of them, so you could probably have a good conversation... or some fun with any of them. The players might have a different story, though," Tachi explained.

Bobert continued to squeeze along the length as it throbbed to hardness in his paw, stroking over it and letting his other paw move to the backside of the huge man. A heavy smack sent Roadhog's backside wobbling and moving about, smacking together and rippling before stilling again. The heat was growing through that member while feeling his own shorts tighten further, ripping a bit from his growing length. He could even smell Roadhog's scent--it wasn't bad, but earthy and masculine.

On the outside, Tachi watched Bobert's package throbbing and bulging out his pants despite being unconscious. A snicker came from him as he rubbed through his beard, watching the dark spot forming along the inner thigh. That was a good sign; at least Bobert seemed to be enjoying it. Then again, he did program them to be rather... realistic.

After a few more moments of Roadhog's deep growls and huffs, he phased out as the player disconnected, causing Bobert to fall to the floor once more.

"Oh come on," the otter grunted in frustration.

"We can put you in an AI match later if you wanna have some fun. For now, we need you to play some more games," Tachi murmured with a muffled snicker.

"Yeah, well, we better," Bobert huffed while he got back up from the floor, package throbbing and dribbling precum along the ground of Route 66, marching back into the battlefield to deliver the payload to the other side of the map. He rubbed his chin and then smirked, seeing the McCree again.

With a snicker, the otter ran at him and suddenly tackled the avatar, slamming the character backward--it looked like he was suddenly hit by Ana's sleep dart. However, once more, Bobert's junk covered the cowboy's face once more. He gave a grunt and grinded forward, his pants tightening further while precum dribbled.

"Fuck! Stop!" the player grunted out. The timer was ticking down and the otter was snickering.

More grinds came and Bobert groaned while he ripped through his pants, huge dark cock smacking up against his chest and smacking against the mountain beside the road. He panted and looked down, snickering as his massive beach balls covered McCree's face, rolling himself forward and growling while his cock dribbled more.

"Oh my God, I can't see anything but his balls! What is going on!?" the voice sounded more desperate, perhaps because the player was typing in caps.

On the outside, Tachi gave a gasp at the sight of Bobert's cock ripping through his pants, splashing precum along the laboratory floor while it throbbed.

"I'll get it," Nina murmured with a snicker, opening a few of the drains near the chair while grabbing a mop to clean up a bit.

The timer ticked down all the way, however, and "defeat" appeared in front of Bobert's face. He grunted as he was taken from the game and placed back in the end game room, but didn't take time to watch the play of the game or the cards. He phased into a blurred version of Lijiang Tower this time, but it didn't matter anymore. His cock was throbbing.

Rather than getting into the game with the AI, however, Bobert felt like teasing some more players for now. A smirk came over his face as he pressed the "quick play" option once more. His cock throbbed as the pants appeared around him again, locking his cock down, though it was poking through his leg hole as he phased into another game. He immediately hopped onto one of his other teammates.

"Ugh, he's doin' it again," Tachi murmured to Nina.

"Well, did you expect any less?" Nina giggled as she continued to adjust to make sure Bobert didn't flood the lab.

"Alright, well, he should be here soon. Let's go ahead and get the other chair ready," the wolf murmured.

*****

Another couple of games went by, frustrating for everyone except Bobert. He ended up taking his pants off each time he spawned in, running around and smacking his teammates in the face with it or locking them in spawn. There were quite a few leaves and reappearances, many questions of how he got such a detailed skin, and why he was trolling everyone with it. Regardless, he didn't respond and continued doing it.

After getting into another game, he perked as he noticed the notification of a new group member. That was strange; he didn't accept anyone's invite.

"Hey, slut? What's goin' on with the group thing?" Bobert asked to the sky.

There was no response.

"Tachi?" he asked with a bit more concern in his voice.

It was then that his sixth teammate phased in behind him. He looked back and raised an eyebrow--it was Roadhog. That much was obvious. Strangely, the Roadhog didn't have a gut. If anything, there was fur. The huge form lumbered forward to him and towered over him, looking down through the black pig mask that held onto his face. The cream fur along the front was familiar, as well as the brown fur along his arms and legs.

Slowly, the Roadhog lifted his great paw to his mask, lifting it and then grinned down at the ottery Junkrat below.

"Hey, lil' bro," he grunted.

Bobert's jaw slacked. Without another word, he turned onto the dirt mountain of Route 66, walking forward and then falling off the cliff to the side.

Stevert blinked as the huge otter watched his little brother walk off the map and raised an eyebrow. He turned around and watched Bobert phase back in the spawn after the kill cam went through, smirking a bit more as he walked over to meet him.

"Really, Tachi!?" Bobert shouted to the sky.

There was a slight snicker in reply.

"I am so going to get you back for this," the otter practically squeaked as he stomped toward the big oaf of a brother that constantly followed him around. Even in the virtual world, he wasn't safe from his stalking.

"I just thought we could play together, lil' bro. I like video games too," the bigger otter murmured, pulling the mask back onto his face, causing his voice to become a bit more muffled and somehow... a bit gruffer.

"I'm a one man apocalypse," he gruffed out, giving his best Roadhog impression.

A slight shudder went through Bobert's body as he heard, causing his cock to throb a bit harder. He huffed and threw a mine down, launching him forward and into the air.

"Let's go then, you better keep up!" Bobert called as he sailed over.

With the huge otter watching Bobert and keeping him in line, their game began going smoothly. Despite being somewhat new to the game, Stevert was picking it up quickly. They continued fighting the enemy team and the smaller otter continued to keep his distance from his annoying older brother. That didn't stop Stevert from trying, however. It wasn't until the huge otter used Roadhog's healing ability that Bobert caught interest.

As Bobert saw the bigger man huff the yellow canister, Stevert's stomach expanded outward, flaring bigger before it retracted a bit--but only just slightly. Bobert stared at the sudden belly his brother had, raising an eyebrow and watching it bounce slightly, though his abdominal muscles tensed and kept it firm. He wasn't certain, but it seemed like his junk increased too. Maybe it was just his imagination.

The game continued on and they brought it past the second point and were approaching the large building at the end of Route 66. Bobert kept an eye on Stevert while firing his grenades randomly, though perked when the bigger otter huffed again. That belly expanded outward and retracted, yet seemed even fatter than before. Even the abdominal muscles were hidden despite the powerful muscle in his body everywhere else. His junk definitely pressed his pants down a bit more.

"You okay?" Bobert asked as he neared Stevert, looking at his belly as it bounced a bit.

"Yeah, I feel great! This stuff tastes and smells really good," Stevert grunted through his mask.

"Yeah? You should do it again," the smaller male grinned.

Stevert did it without needing much encouragement, taking a deep huff and taking the canister down once more. His gut bloated outward and made quite a belly in front of him, failing to shrink back down very much. It seemed to be as big as the regular Roadhog's now and that groin was hanging near his knees. It seemed that Stevert noticed afterward.

"Whoa..." the huge otter murmured, pressing a paw into the squishy dome.

"You just noticed!?" Bobert asked with a raised eyebrow. He brought a paw forward, pressing it in and watching it wobble after releasing.

"Is it supposed to do this, Tachi?" Stevert asked.

"Hm... if it doesn't hurt or anything, maybe the game is just trying to make you appear more like Roadhog," Tachi replied from the lab, tapping against the keyboard while he watched statistics.

"It feels really... good," Stevert panted while his pants creaked a bit more, looking down at his canister.

"Hmm, well, perhaps use it sparingly," the wolf stated, watching the screen as Stevert leaned against the large pillar outside the opening of the building.

While Bobert wasn't always one to listen to direction, Tachi expected Stevert to comply with them. However, Tachi also created Stevert from Bobert, and as he watched the screen, the huge otter immediately huffed again, causing the wolf to rub his head and then chuckle. Oh well, he just had to make sure everything was proper. The game was meant to be fun--what was a fun reality without control of it?

As Stevert huffed the canister once again, taking a deep breath of it while his belly pushed out even farther, pants ripping slightly with the bloating junk between his legs. Aside from his stomach swelling, it seemed his entirety bulked outward as well. Muscles rippled and pushed out while he filled the large vest that rested on his shoulders, slowly riding up over his bloating pectoral muscles. They tensed whenever he lowered his arm, tossing the empty canister to the side as he awaited the cooldown.

Bobert watched with baited breath as that next huff came, watching that belly rise, though perked as the width of his big brother expanded outward and bulked before his eyes, grinning somewhat and watching that junk flump heavier between his thighs. He heard the rip, smirking somewhat and moving forward to squeeze and grip against the fat cock that was practically hanging out of his pants. The size was increasing and the shadow over him steadily grew.

The huge otter smirked and leaned forward, grunting and suddenly collapsing on top of the smaller form while his massive belly wobbled and pinned him down. Stevert snickered and growled, rolling his massive package down against his little brother while he breathed heavily and audibly through his pig mask.

"A-augh! Get off me!" Bobert huffed.

Stevert lifted another can that phased into existence, shoving it to his mask filter and breathed it in with a deep inhale. He could feel his body flaring out this time, straining his muscles outward as his stomach expanded most of all. He tossed the canister away once more, groaning out with the deep gruffness as his voice was only lowering in octaves. His breathing got heavier while his muscles rippled once more, pants ripping fully while his cock splattered a gush of precum over the ground.

"Don't wanna. Too fuckin' horny," the huge otter growled out while his cock throbbed harder, giving another grind to his little brother while he breathed out and shuddered. His body tensed, huge paws pushing to the ground on the sides of Bobert while he lifted himself up a bit again, letting his form snap and break, pushing out wider while he snarled, even snorting a bit.

"Get off you big oaf!" Bobert repeated. He could feel that stomach bloating over him again, pressing over his torso and abdomen, arms somewhat pinned by the rippling waves of fat and fur, barely able to feel the muscle beneath. He jerked his arms from beneath and reached up, shoving against the massive pec muscles pressing against him. His paws sank into the mounds, feeling them roll in his smaller paws and bouncing with a few tensing flexes.

The massive otter rolled himself a bit more, cock sliding along the bottom-half of his little brother, soaking him in precum. Another huff from the canister came. Stevert's form bulked outward, belly bloating thicker while his cock surged, lengthening and throbbing audibly now. Precum gushed further while he groaned deeper, shaking the ground while he continued onward. He thrusted and shuddered, form wobbling with its size despite its tremendous muscle.

Stevert huffed a few more times, causing his gigantic body to expand and erupt, almost randomly along his entirety. His vest and shoulder pads were barely clinging on now, causing the huge otter to groan out before he lowered his weight downward along that smaller form, hiding Bobert completely while he snarled in bliss. The thick puddle expanded outward and coated Bobert's lower half, spreading out and darkening the dirt ground of the mountainous region.

The massive male growled and brought up another paw, having another canister in it. He smirked through the mask as he looked down at his little brother, taking another deep huff after shoving it to the filter on his mask. The gas filtered through his body, leaving his massive chest and belly to expand, folding over Bobert beneath. His chest wobbled and flared, causing the creaks of his straps to strain. Even his nipples bulged and firmed.

Bobert stared up at his huge brother as he exhaled with a deep, rumbling growl from that mask, watching his body expanding, feeling it folding further around him while he was further squeezed and pressed beneath. He felt those pectoral muscles pushing out against that chin, bulking out and firming, despite the real Roadhog's being relatively softer. He pressed up into the pecs, feeling the hairy mounds press back against him with a flex.

Stevert drooled in his mask, some of it trickling down his broad chin and beneath the mask while he snorted and growled, rolling himself forward along the smaller form beneath. His cock was gushing more heavily now, clawing at the floor while his body shook and rumbled. His voice shook the ground with his groans, putting the original Roadhog to shame with its vibrations.

After a few more huffs, the great otter was a gigantic mass of man and fur, muscle and fat wobbling all over while he folded further over Bobert below. He gave a wall-shaking chuckle and slowly brought himself to roll back from the smaller otter, looking down at him through the mask while he snorted out like the huge hog he had become.

Bobert coughed as he was released, sitting up and dripping with the thick liquid that had been gushed over him. His huge, dark cock had ripped through his pants much earlier in the pinning, also dripping its own liquid onto the floor. The smaller male had to look upward, looking at his big brother who had taken on twice the size of the normal Roadhog.

"God damn..." Bobert whispered.

The great balls of the massive otter were pressed along the ground, dragging a bit with his bent legs, but he lifted himself up as his cock bounced. Precum gushed along the ground a bit more as he lumbered against his brother, shoving along Bobert's body and smearing it a bit more before walking past him, body slamming into the ground and causing cracks.

"Let's get the payload through. I doubt anything can happen to me like this," his powerful voice echoed, stomping through the building as they escorted the payload. For some reason, the enemy's bullets weren't doing much damage to him.

Bobert grunted as the victory screen came through, but he didn't care very much. The small otter was becoming increasingly annoyed by his massive brother, but he figured it would be done when they got back to the queue room. They phased out and into the blurred background and the smaller otter turned. He gasped out, falling back onto his rump as he stared up at the gigantic form of his big brother, having gone through no reduction whatsoever.

"Tachi! He's not back to normal!" Bobert squeaked as he looked up at the self-examining brother, watching him tense his body while his cock throbbed in front of him.

"Yeah... weird," Tachi murmured in reply. "Are you feeling alright, Stevert?"

"Fuck yeah... I feel like a million bucks. This is great," Stevert growled, "I wanna continue."

"Vitals are normal," Nina murmured while rubbing her chin.

"Wonder if he's making his own rules," Tachi murmured to Nina before chuckling and speaking aloud, "Alright Stevert. Continue at your leisure."

Bobert gave a grunt of disapproval, but continued the matchmaking anyway. For some reason, it took a bit longer than normal. It was likely Stevert's fault, the smaller otter thought to himself. Stevert was so big that he was proving difficult to find a worthy match. Eventually, however, a match popped and the smaller otter rushed to pick Junkrat and get into the game. He heard the thunk of Stevert behind him, rolling his eyes.

As the match began, aside from the constant questions and confusion, Bobert tried to play the game as normal. He grunted, watching Stevert practically roll through their teammates and suddenly pounce onto the enemies. The first one was killed and flattened rather quickly beneath the tremendous ass and gigantic sac that was swaying. The second, Bobert observed, was suddenly pinned and effectively teabagged beneath the gigantic nuts. That was his move and Stevert was stealing it.

"C'mon, fat ass, let's cap the point," Bobert grunted as he ran up the stairs to the large pillar of the middle of the shrine of Nepal.

Stevert gave a gruff chuckle after shooting the pinned opponent in the head, waddling up to shrine as well and watched for the enemies on the far end. After he spotted one, he suddenly threw his hook forward, successfully latching onto the enemy Winston, and suddenly pulled him forward automatically. However, while Winston was being pulled, he lifted his mask up and suddenly spread his maw extremely wide. The huge gorilla's head was suddenly shoved into his mouth.

Bobert's jaw slacked as he watched Stevert quickly pulling the squirming gorilla forward, swallowing roughly over the male's huge head. He took him deeper, obviously unperturbed by the armor while he took heavy swallows, sending the gigantic form easily downward. The smaller otter stared in disbelief as Winston was steadily consumed, seeing that throat and chest expanding wider with the figure Stevert was pulling in.

The bigger otter's maw was stretching farther while two pops sounded out. Gripping the waist of the bottom-heavy male, Stevert leaned backward, stuffing his enemy deeper downward, jaws spreading around that big belly which squeezed easily inward. His own belly was starting to fill, pushing it out farther and farther while Winston was pushed down, heavy swallows echoing through the currently-empty shrine. Both teams would be meeting once again in a few moments.

"You're fuckin' eating him," Bobert stated the obvious, still in disbelief.

Suddenly, Stevert threw his hook to the side without looking, gripping Bobert and pulling him forward into the gigantic, swelling gut that was steadily filling with the gorilla scientist. Pressed up against it, he could feel Bobert squirming and shoving against the increasingly-squirming gorilla.

"What the hell! You can't do that to team members!" the smaller male gasped, squirming as he tried to pull away from the increasing belly. He could feel Winston bloating it ouward, swelling bigger and wider while that stomach churned.

Stevert was pressing over Winston's thighs now, lifting his head further back and then taking those legs down with him. His throat was moving with the shape, bulges filling and pushing down into his great gut. Those feet tried to grasp his broad muzzle, but that mouth was too strong and pulled them between his lips. A few more swallows pushed the rest of the bulges down, collecting Winston fully in his belly as the small beep of a confirmed kill sounded out while the red skull appeared.

"Hook, line, and sinker," Stevert grunted out before letting out a deep, vibrating belch that rattled through the entire shrine.

Bobert was staring at his gigantic brother while his jaw seemed permanently askew at the sight. He shook his head, however, getting his mind back in the game before he ran off to get to make sure that enemies weren't trickling in once more. He threw a trap and mine down while his tail gave a slap, running back to the point while he waited. He glanced at Stevert in the meantime.

The huge otter drew out another canister and immediately huffed it despite not needing to. Once more, the growth moved through his form, starting with that belly bloating out once more, erupting in size before he exhaled and contracted back to his form. Stevert let a beastly groan go while his form rippled again, arms starting to press outward once more, pushing apart and spreading as his torso throbbed. He reached up, gripping into his broad mounds and squeezed into them.

Those massive mountains of tan and brown fur pushed outward, sliding along his chin with each movement while the straps of his shoulder pads creaked and strained. Even Roadhog's outfit wasn't able to withstand the slow expansion of the otter's body. His form filled more of the shrine bit by bit while he reached up to grip the large column for support. He snorted out, his huge form lumbering forward as his huge package and belly blocked the front entrance to the capture point.

Bobert grunted and gave a slight kick to the massive backside of the bigger otter, feeling that rump bounce and wobble before Stevert sat down and snickered, legs spread as if Roadhog were doing one of his classic sitting emote.

"You're cheating, you big oaf," the smaller otter grunted.

"Just usin' the resources of the game," Stevert rumbled, deeper and raspier than before. The voice shook the very ground they were sitting on.

"C'mon, we need to play the game," Bobert urged, kicking the huge rump again.

"I am playin'," the huge otter replied. He brought his hook up and suddenly threw it behind him, grabbing an enemy. He drew them forward and suddenly spread his maw after lifting his mask, locking the avatar into his maw. He wasn't sure who it was, but an easy swallow locked them into his bulging throat, similar to before. Heavy, drooling slurps moved over the opponent's form, sliding him downward.

It was apparently Soldier 76, seeing his enhanced legs kicking about behind him while he sank into the Roadhog-like otter's maw. Stevert took him downward further and further before those legs were slipping out of sight, disappearing into the huge gullet of the massive male. The bulges of the avatar collected downward and pressed his belly outward a bit more before a deep, rumbling belch followed and shook the shrine.

The heavy gurgles that came from the great otter's belly ticked the health of his opponent down until the chirp of a confirmed kill sounded out, seeing the red skull blink and disappear. Stevert rubbed into his massive belly and kneaded into it, feeling his stomach continuing to churn. He chuckled deeply and then looked forward, seeing Reaper standing and watching near him. A smirk came from him before he threw his hook forward, latching onto him and drawing him forward.

However, instead of being pulled all the way up, the masked man's head suddenly lodged into his massive cockhead, causing Stevert to jump with a jolt of pleasure.

"F-fuck, oops. Sorry..." the huge male grunted, smirking and pulling his mask back down for the moment. His cock rippled, squeezing around the squirming, black-clothed figure while he rolled his hips, groaning out in bliss while his length pulled. It rippled, moving and inching over the Reaper with heavy gulps, sounding out with thick "schlurps" and heavy gurgles.

Precum belched from around the cloaked form, splattering down the steps while he groaned and rolled himself, thighs barely inching forward from the stones of the shrine floor while his cock greedily swallowed around his team mate. He didn't care if the reaper was part of his team--he was hungry. The waist and legs were pulled down before the Reaper was fully consumed, locking him into the gigantic length of the otter. The squirming bulges inched further and further down.

Thick squelches sounded out while Stevert swallowed his team member, reaching down and rubbing along the bulges while he grunted and huffed. He shoved the figure down deeper, squeezing a few more times and felt the form sliding into his massive sac. The bulges were visible there, but he was already looking around for his next meal. His belly gurgled once more, soon grunting before he looked around, not being able to see any other people.

"Go look for someone and blow them my way with a mine," Stevert rumbled.

"W-what!? I'm not gonna... launch our team mates into you..." Bobert grunted while his ears heated, face reddening beneath his fur.

"I'm doin' it for you, lil' bro. Need to win the game," he chuckled gruffly, causing his form to wobble somewhat with its tremendous size. He growled and huffed, rolling his pecs and feeling them press outward, rippling in his arms as he pressed them upward against his chin.

Bobert grumbled and swiveled his round ears, huffing and stomping off toward the two pillars between the shrine and saw that their Lucio was watching from behind. The otter immediately threw the land mine down and launched the DJ upward, watching him sail from behind the pillar and into view of the gigantic otter.

Without a second thought, Stevert threw his hook out and latched onto the man and pulled him forward. Wrapping around him, Lucio sailed forward and landed into the pectorals of the tremendous man. The huge mounds latched onto him and suddenly engulfed nearly his entire upper half into the crevice. A roll and a deeper grunt sent the male further into him, drooling over his legs while sweat dripped down his brow.

Bobert watched with a rub of his head while another team began to vanish into his big brother, seeing that massive, rippling chest pushing over that form. He approached, moving along the side to avoid the rolling liquid down the stairs, seeing Lucio's skates soon disappearing between the tremendous pectoral muscles. The smaller otter moved forward and watched those huge mounds bounce and ripple. There didn't seem to be anyone left in the match.

Immediately afterward, Stevert drew his massive, bloated arm out and gripped around his smaller brother, engulfing him in fur and muscle before pulling him into his lap. He felt Bobert squirming roughly in the grasp, gasping and sputtering while shoving against what he could, though he could barely move from all the flesh and fur around him.

"L-lemme go! God damn it!" Bobert huffed, punching at the gigantic gut that had formed on his brother, though he only just sank in further before he lost his footing and collapsed in the grasp of the form. The scent around him was strong, a bit of sweat and tinted with gunpowder, obviously having been programmed by the wolf. He shoved again, weaker this time, as his cock throbbed in his pants.

"Mmmhmhmhm... squeal for me," Stevert rumbled.

"W-wh... what!?" Bobert squeaked.

The huge otter chuckled and trailed his big paws along his little brother's form, digits practically as big as Bobert's entire paw. He kneaded along that front before gripping at that package, snorting deeply and squeezing. His thick fingers worked into that package, rolling it and squeezing it gently, yet firm enough to make the smaller form squirm further.

"S-stop... stop it, dumbass!" the smaller male groaned, arching into the firm grasps before he turned in the huge arms, shoving against the gut again before he was pulled forward, sliding up along that front with the powerful paw at his back. He groaned louder while his pants strained from his increasing arousal, once again stirred by his dumb big brother. He tried to push away, but the strong paw shoved him into the folds in front of him.

The smaller otter tried to push further, but he was soon shoved along the squirming forms inside the great male's body. His face moved against that gigantic chest, feeling that thick hair having grown as well. It brushed and scratched along his face while he heard the symphony of gurgles all around, churning up the forms of their team mates and enemies within. He reached up, squeezing against the fat, black nipple nearest him, twisting it and tugging it.

Stevert nearly roared from the pleasure moving through his mounds, everything rippling and gurgling bigger. He spread his legs wider as his gigantic nuts pushed outward, the avatar seeming to be quite a bit of sustenance for them. He breathed heavily, huffing, and even snorting in his mask while he felt his fat nub squeezed, watching Bobert's fingers spread from the sensitive, bloating cap.

The wide, rolling man pressed himself further against Bobert, sinking his face into the hairy, sweaty crevice of his pectoral muscles, watching him squirm and whine. It was almost cute, the way he tried to pull back, but at the same time, snort in the powerful scent that radiated from his masculine form. The gunpowder was more apparent, but the aroma of power and effort moved through their nostrils, causing them both to surge with arousal.

The smaller otter tugged at the hair, feeling it bristle against his face and scrape along his belly, the other's giant ball of a belly squishing beneath his rolling hips, but the hair was rough against his package as well. It made him shiver as he tugged on that fat nipple, unable to reach the other while it pulsed in front of him. He squeezed the other, feeling its firmness fill his paw so easily, even overfilling it while it throbbed bigger.

Bobert groaned out and panted, growling before he looked up at the hog-shaped mask, seeing those twinkling purple eyes beneath the eye pieces. He growled, lifting a paw up and gripping one of those air filters before shoving that mask upward, revealing the broad muzzle of his brother. He gave a slight gasp and paused, seeing two somewhat large tusks pushing up past the bigger male's lips, making him look even more brutish.

After the momentary stun, however, Bobert managed to squirm from the grasp of those arms and shoved his massive cock bulge along that broad muzzle while keeping his mask up over his eyes. His pants ripped while he arched along those lips, feeling Stevert pucker and kiss, slurping over the massive junk of his little brother. He growled and clambered upward, gripping to the back of the brute's neck and shoved his groin further between those lips.

The massive hands of the bigger otter slowly moved along his little brother's body, practically able to squeeze around his form, but he was gentle. His massive fingers wrapped around that back, pulling that package closer against his muzzle while he lapped and kissed against it, growling to send vibrations through it. Stevert grinned, letting his teeth hook the edge of those soot-covered pants, jerking it down and causing the patch-covered garments to break off.

Bobert grunted as his giant cock smacked out against the brutish otter's muzzle, sliding against it while he leaned over the masked head, pushing it up until it popped off from his body. He gripped into those brown locks and stroked through them, huffing as he slid his length against the wide nose, looking down at the broad face of his big brother. He smirked a bit, shoving his length against those lips while precum already dribbled.

With a few more tugs with a big finger, those pants ripped off completely and caused those beachball-sized nuts to slap down against the brute's chest, bouncing against his pectoral muscles. The broad mounds moved with his arms, pressing the smaller form up, but kept him propped with the big hands that so easily pressed around him. Stevert spread his big maw, careful of his new thick fang-like tusks, and trailed his lips along the fat length of his little brother while it throbbed.

The smaller male grunted and trailed his length further into that mouth before he shoved it forward, launching a few inches of otter meat down that maw. He slipped down that throat, feeling it suddenly pull him down, swallowing eagerly and practically siphoning his length down that neck. Bobert gasped at the harsh tug, groaning and gripping into that headfur while he rolled himself forward. Precum gushed into that throat while he held on, growling out.

"Slow down, dumbass... nngh..." Bobert groaned, pushing himself into that throat a bit more while he gripped through those locks, squeezing that head forward.

Stevert rumbled around that fattening length, feeling it bloat his powerful throat while thick slurps and smooching sounds echoed from around his muzzle. Saliva dribbled from his messy make-out with the fat otter dick while it pushed into his chest area. He practically inhaled over it, slurping it more roughly and gurgling around it while his fat tongue moved out, bouncing those wide otter nuts against them.

Bobert thrusted and gripped into that hair all the more, sending his length down that throat while his brown pubic fur buried some of that broad nose and muzzle. He drew back, letting his thighs tense before slamming down again, rolling himself and fucking his big brother's thick maw, feeling it clenching and rolling over him expertly. His vibrating, guttural growls sent waves of pleasure through him, more precum splattering and flooding that throat and chest.

Each slurp and swallow sent ribbons of drool down his chin, the brutish otter in such ecstasy that he shuddered and grind himself forward. His own gargantuan cock smacked over his car-sized sac, splattering over the stairs of the shrine, grunting while the heavy throbs were thoroughly audible through the area. It was like a steadily-growing wave with the rivets of the sticky, musky liquid that poured down, a small waterfall of precum forming.

The gigantic cock bounced along the sac, each pulse sending more splatters. The veins were visibly surging along that huge cock while it bounced while he groaned around his brother's. He slurped, tongue trailing over that sac before it reared back with his thrust, smacking into his chin and chest with a wet smack. His big hands stroked against Bobert's back and waist, tugging him forward to assist with the thrusts he was giving.

Those huge otter balls that were smacking into his chin were beginning to gurgle as well while the thrusts continued to grow harder. Stevert's tensing arms pumped and thrusted Bobert's length in, neck bulging with muscle while he moved his head back and forth, sending waves of saliva to splash down his chin and that sac now. His fingers slid along Bobert's back, even pressing against the massive balls and along that rump, teasing the smaller rump with it.

The size of that finger was almost as big as his waist and Bobert could feel the pressure growing with the pressing of that tip against him. The smaller otter grunted and then gave a grunt, reaching back and smacking against the huge finger with a huff, causing the bigger man to put his paw back onto those thighs.

"None of that," Bobert grunted through his straining thrusts.

Stevert grunted his reply while he slurped further, pulling that cock in deeper while he tilted his head back and forth, drooling over it all the more while he felt Bobert's feet press down to his own monstrous cock. The throbs continued and he rolled his hips, barely able to move much with his gigantic ass sliding along the stone, form wobbling with its size. His slurps continued, practically gulping down that cock even more, almost sliding his maw around the entirety of his little brother's waist.

The feel of that maw around him caused the smaller man to squirm, gripping into that hair a bit more while he gasped, lifting his head back and soon groaning louder. His heavy testicles flared and pulled up, launching huge gouts of cum up along that dick and soon erupted, bursting from the tip and firing down that throat and chest. He squeezed into those ears and into that hair while he snarled and groaned, gallons of otter seed flooding down into that belly.

In the meantime, the pleasure of taking his brother's seed caused his own cock to flare and surge, bulges visibly moving through his massive dick before it exploded outward, cum bursting from the slit and spreading it wide as the wave of precum turned to a tidal wave of white. It gushed down the stairs and began to flood into the outer area in front of the shrine. It easily spread and even splattered over some of the avatars of the watching players; it masked their vision and made it go white on their screens.

Bobert groaned as sweat dripped down his face, slamming himself deeper and gushing into his brother, feeling that great stomach only expand outward slightly, however. The splatters went on for minutes on end, flooding that belly more while he was lifted slightly, only able to hear the rumbling growls of his brother and the wet gushes behind him with all the cum splashing about. Despite being in a virtual world, the pleasure felt completely real.

While the explosions of white continued, Bobert's orgasm slowed to a dribble while the bigger otter continued to flood the map. White spread from both team's spawns, it seemed, and the gushing went on for an entire round. Eventually, however, the "Victory!" flashed before their HUDs and everything seemed to evaporate into thin air before they were placed back in the queue room. A few more drenching shots from Stevert's dick came about, but everything ebbed afterward.

They both shakily reached for their login window, deciding to log out of the game after they reveled in the high of their orgasm. Everything seemed to fizzle out and they opened their eyes to the dark hood of the virtual reality system. Bobert was the first to groan, slowly sitting up and panting while their chairs slowly tipped forward, setting in a better position to get out of it. When he looked up, he gasped.

The laboratory was practically covered in white and he was drenched with his own semen. He looked down and then stared at the over-turned buckets that were wading in the liquid, but the gurgles underground echoed while it filtered into the drains. Bobert rubbed his head and slid out of the wet seat, panting and looking around, seeing his brother doing the same. Thankfully, it was only in the virtual world that he grew into a giant.

Stevert grinned and gave a light wave before he looked around, rubbing his head as well. He looked up, seeing Tachi and Nina above the ocean of white that they had created, the wolf looking particularly annoyed.

"I should've stopped you two. You've gone and ruined a lot of my chemicals," Tachi grunted, rubbing his head as he looked at a few of the tables--they were drenched in white with many over-turned flasks.

"Oh please, I'll let you borrow some of mine if you need them. Besides, it's not like you haven't had this place flooded before," Nina grunted with a roll of her eyes.

Tachi grunted, giving a shrug and tapped his thick bicep while he waited for the cum to drain, looking down at the two with a tilt of his head.

"Did you enjoy it?" the wolf asked.

"Yeah, that was great. I wanna play more later. Do you have more games?" Bobert asked.

"I have a few in development. Shouldn't be difficult to connect more," the wolf murmured with a comb through his hair.

"Right on," Stevert murmured with a grin, standing up and wading through the white as well, stepping up and out of it.

Tachi was rather surprised that Stevert took so well to it; there were no problems whatsoever. It was as if the huge otter had developed a mentality, a true brain. Considering Stevert was a cyborg and completely created (other than the DNA he used from Bobert), there was an interesting factor of a real mind there. Maybe even a soul. Regardless, this experiment proved a lot of interesting results.