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By Danath (July 1, 2018)

Malibu is © Maloo (, )

Maki is © Rykela (, )

All options were determined at random a few minutes before I wrote the story:

• Hypnosis
• Cockvore
• Claw and Order: Transformation Victims Unit
• B-Movie
• Gamma Rho Omega - Hyper herm sorority
• Hypertropia
• Squirrel

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Long blonde hair draped down the sides and back of the vixentaur's face, framing her black-tipped muzzle. A pair of ears twitched to either side of a police cap as she used a paw to brush some of her hair from her eyes. The navy blue uniform stretched across a huge bust, at least one size too small for the vixentaur's broad chest, and wrapped severely underneath, ensuring they stayed elevated. A narrow upper belly merged into her four-legged lower half, just where the uniform's hem reached. Cat-like paws rested on the floor as she stood in front of a large wooden door, close to four feet wide and twice that tall.

Corporal Malibu shifted her long, flexible tail behind her broad rear hips. The appendage was as flexible as a cougar's, more evidence of her mixed heritage, but as furry and fluffy as any fox's. A cream stripe ran along the bottom to the black-tip on the end, while the rest was covered in a pale orange fuzz. The cream stripe ran between her hind legs, meeting up with the similarly-pelted pair of masculine orbs squeezing between her thighs and knees. The pendulous sac was full enough to wrap partly around her hind legs as she walked, making them shift and squeeze around constantly with every movement. At the front of that impressive sac rested an equally impressive sheath. Almost as thick around as her narrow upper belly, the massive white-furred sheath swung low, brushing across the stone pavers marking the path to the front door.

Impatient as nearly two minutes passed after her first knock, the cougar-vixen hybrid lifted her paw again and rapped her claws across the wood sharply.

"Police!" she called out. Her ears twitched as more sounds of movement came from within, as well as panicked giggles and squeals.

Malibu sighed and glanced up at the door, where above the frame, in ornate stone blockword, sat three symbols comprising the logo of Gamma Rho Omega, one of the more notorious sororities at Hypertropia University North. They even rivaled the Omega Omega Omegas from HU South for police visits, everything from drunk in public to property destruction to, one time, spiking the coffee in the professor's lounge and causing a minor flood.

"Open the door, please!"

The knob turned and the door cracked open a hair, revealing a large brown eye about six feet up peering at the cougarfoxtaur.

"We had a noise complaint and I'm here to investigate," Malibu said, trying to look inside.

"Oh, sorry about that!" whoever it was behind the door said. "It was... uh... just a game."

"A game?"

"Yeah, you know, us sorority sisters getting to know each other, ha ha. Just a game."

Malibu's face grew markedly more suspicious as a few giggles echoed through the hallways.

"You wouldn't mind if I have a look around, would you?"

"Uh... no, not at all, Officer. Come right on in."

The door swung open, revealing a tall tigress. The feline's chest rivaled Malibu's in size, though what hung between the two-legged feline's thighs wasn't nearly so grand, despite reaching well past her knees. Ripples of muscle showed beneath the white fur coating her belly as the nude tigress smiled and waved her arm.

"As you can see, there's nothing amiss..."

"We'll see about that," Malibu grumbled. She elbowed her way in past the tigress, whose paws just happened to graze across her flank as she passed. The taur's heavy tail swatted at the paws as she moved down the hallway towards the first open door on the right.

A lewd squeal made her ears lay back as she turned the corner and froze, back left foot still lifted in the air. Her paw gripped the frame of the doorway as she stared, shocked, at the scene.

Half a dozen sorority sisters lay around the living room, sprawled across well-worn waterproof couches and loveseats. A couple lay in a pile in front of the fireplace. Huge hips and chests rubbed and ground together as four-foot erections caused enormous messes in pelts and hides. Malibu ignored the blatant orgy as she strode forward and snatched a bottle off of a small wooden end table next to the couch. She had to bat away the tail of an amorous leopard with breasts so large they completely smothered the rotund elephant beneath her.

The cougarfoxtaur peered at the bottle.

"What's this?" she asked, turning back towards the doorway. "This stuff is illegal!"

Something swung towards her. She ducked out of instinct, but the blackjack landed solidly between her ears with a sickening thump. The taur collapsed, landing in a heap of limbs and oversized endowments in the midst of the squirming masses of humping sorority sisters.

"Annnnnnnnd... cut! Great scene, everyone!"

A plump orca eased her way out of her director's chair, carefully spreading her legs to go around the hip-to-floor size of her enormous testicles. A black stalk with a white crown lay loose across the swollen black orbs as the director shifted her way towards the set. Heavy breasts hung low enough to scrap across the top of her arousal as she glanced at a clipboard in a free hand. She held out the other and, as if by magic, a young wolftaur came stumbling out from the side with a fresh cup of coffee.

"Here you are, Ms. Maki!"

The orca nodded as she watched the actors on set disengage themselves. An assistant director corralled the sorority sisters, several of whom were getting a little too into their parts. Malibu stood up and stretched before removing the police cap, which hid a helmet so the blackjack strike wouldn't affect her.

"Malibu, great job as always," the orca said, smiling as the large taur approached.

Malibu smiled back and popped open the buttons on her uniform, allowed her massive orbs to spill free. "Ahhh... that's better. I know they're supposed to look tight, but c'mon..."

"Just a few more scenes before we wrap it up today," Maki said. The orca sipped her coffee before continuing. "Oh, by the way, your new stylist is waiting in your trailer. We've got to reset for the next scene, so it'll be a couple of hours."

The cougarfoxtaur nodded and trotted off, massive sac and swollen sheath bumping and bouncing between her four lower legs as she went. Maki watched and shook her head before returning her gaze to the contents of the clipboard.

"Gotta remember... never get involved with the stars," she muttered, though her exquisitely long and large maleness still twitched a few times before settling back down across the incredible sac draping down her legs and over her feet.

Malibu's trailer was in the far corner of the lot in a semi-private area along the inside walls, preventing paparazzi from intruding. The taur mounted the short, wide steps carefully so as not to jostle her low-hanging balls too much. The trailer itself wasn't much, but she knew from past experience getting a trailer at all was a big step up in competitive world of Hypertropia's movie industry. Working on B-movie schlock like "Claw and Order: Transformation Victims Unit" provided an income and hopefully better opportunities in the future.

The taur pushed open the door and went inside. The last stylist on set quit unexpectedly, so she'd been doing her own pelt and hair for the past week. She'd be glad to hand that particular job off to someone else again.

A short squirrel greeted her as she poked her torso through the doorway.

"Ms. Malibu! Pleasure to meet you! I'm Sidney, your new stylist!"

She was certainly perky enough despite her lack of height. The squirrel barely came up to the cougarfoxtaur's broad pink nipples, still hanging out between the flaps of her dark blue police costume. A healthy chest carried a plump set of teats at the end of each of the squirrel's orbs, while a round belly complemented the thick length draping across the squirrel's thighs. It was almost as thick as her hips were and twitched rhythmically, though it didn't harden. Malibu was used to having that effect on people, so she wouldn't be surprised to feel it rub against her arms and sides while the squirrel worked.

"Nice to meet you, Sidney," the taur said, working her way into the narrow trailer. It wasn't meant for anyone as long as she was, but it would have to do. "How about I sit here while you work? I have some emails I need to answer."

"No problem!"

Malibu settled down, happy for a break and a little pampering. She rested on her long lower belly, legs tucked up beneath her, as her upper half leaned forward into a special chair, supporting her while providing plenty of room for her large chest. Within a few minutes, she was absorbed in her laptop and tapping out replies to her manager and other business partners.

Sidney got to work straight away as well, having set up in advance. Comb and scissors went to work, snipping and trimming both hair and pelt with quick, accurate paws. The squirrel's rhythm lulled the cougarfoxtaur, who relaxed further as the brush and comb sorted out tangles and left her fur feeling fresh and light.

Malibu relaxed so deeply she didn't even say anything when the squirrel's maleness finally hardened up and squeezed in against the sides of her breasts. With the tight confines of the trailer limiting movement, there was no point in complaining anyways. She certainly didn't want to get a trim outside, not when she was feeling so good right where she was.

It was almost peculiar. She hadn't felt so loose while getting a haircut from the last stylist, who was perfectly competent. Something about the squirrel's rhythm as she snipped, paused, brushed, and did it all over again was soothing to the large taur. Malibu closed her eyes and rested her head on her arms as her whole body gave a little ripple against the combs.

The squirrel's thick stalk lay heavy across her side, rubbed along her flank, and rolled across the top of her tail as the squirrel moved from her ears to her rump, snipping and trimming any stray hairs. The tail was a job, but by the time it was done Malibu could tell it weighed much less but felt even more voluminous. She purred deep in her throat as the squirrel's talented paws kept going, circling around the other side. She wasn't sure how long it took, but she was unhappy when it was over.

"Well, that seems to be just about done," the squirrel said, placing her comb and brush on the counter. Her chest jostled as she reached across and picked up a hand mirror to show Malibu the work.

The cougarfoxtaur looked at the mirror closely, but she couldn't see a reflection. Instead, there was a black surface with rapidly blinking red, green, and yellow lights. They flashed in a pattern, bright and pointed, as the room seemed to dim around her.

"Whaaa... whatss... uhhh..."

Malibu's jaw fell open as she stared into the mirror, eyes wide and unfocused. The squirrel brought it closer and closer, until it was just inches from the cougarfoxtaur's pupils.

"Now this is a very special service for very special clients, but I'm gonna need you completely relaxed for it," the squirrel said, an excited edge to her voice. The fat maleness pointing from her hips rose high enough to squeeze between her plump breasts as she held the mirror steady.

A few minutes later, Malibu lay on her side, torso stretched out, legs spread. The mammoth maleness resting inside the huge sheath flexed outwards, pushing free and going on full display. A narrow pointed tip broadened into a wide, thick middle, which narrowed somewhat before disappearing into the cream-colored sheath, where a round ball of flesh began to form.

The squirrel's paws helped the taur's arousal along as she grinned madly, squeezing and stroking against it, dragging her chest up and down until Malibu's hips shivered with excitement despite the deep trance.

"That's it... just relax... the harder you get, the deeper you go," Sidney said, her voice low and soothing as she pressed against the huge taur's out-of-proportion length. It was only halfway stiff and already as long as she was tall, which made the squirrel's own arousal spike even harder.

Malibu rolled onto her back, lower legs hanging loose to the sides around the swollen orbs draping across her tail, while her massive chest spread apart and down her belly before settling into place, held there by powerful pecs beneath. Her arousal pulsed as it grew up her lower body and then her upper belly, until the tip spread her cleavage even further apart.

Sidney moved around to the front and leaned over, both paws caressing the entranced taur's arousal as her own significant sac draped over the taur's recently trimmed hair. The short squirrel grinned as she pressed her paws around the tip, watching as the huge length throbbed back against her. She admired the curves of the vulpine arousal, the way it thickened up so considerably just past the tip before narrowing down into her sheath, where, looking all the way down the bulging urethra, Sidney could see the sheath stretching tight around the knot.

Even the unusual sensations of what came next couldn't break the taur from her trance. Pushing her paws flat together over her head, Sidney leaned forward as though about to dive into a pool. Instead, her arms presed into the massive stalk's slit, stretching it open as a gush of warm pre-cum flooded out in response. The cougar's spine shifted, wiggling her entire body back and forth as the squirrel pushed in deeper. The tight inner walls of the cougarfoxtaur's enormous maleness gripped at her arms, slick and hot, as she closed her eyes and stuffed her muzzle in next. The squirrel's nostrils filled with the taur's pre-cum while Malibu's paws groped at her chest, squeezing her enormous breasts together against the stretching tip of her length, which clearly showed the outline of the squirrel's head and arms poking down her length.

"Hnnnnn... uuuhhhhhnnnn..."

Long and lewd moans echoed through the trailer, reaching the ears of people walking by outside - but nobody was about to question the noises when they came from the trailer belonging to the headline star of the movie. At least, that's what Sidney was banking on in order to have her fun with the famous actor.

The tip of the vulpine shaft flexed, lifting the squirrel's legs off the floor completely for a long moment. The pulsing wet insides squeezed and clenched as Sidney worked her way deeper, stretching open the taur's incredibly wide stalk.

The whole thing suddenly lurched forward, forcing itself around her shoulders and then down to the swell of her breasts. A gasp from the squirming, orange-pelted taur confirmed Sidney's suspicion: the knot just came out. She tried to push deeper, legs kicking for purchase as the huge length squeezed down against her heavy chest before lapping over them and swallowing them up. The shock of the tight heat grinding across her aching nipples made the squirrel's arousal pump up and down, slapping against the tip of the vulpine shaft now around her body nearly to the hips.

With her arms pinned above her, Sidney bent her legs, dropping low, before leaping up and kicking off, launching her legs and hips up into the air, along with causing the cougarfoxtaur's maleness to stand up on end. It was a practiced move, one that she'd obviously performed before. Her body twisted around as the huge shaft carried her through the air, so that her face and chest shoved outwards against the urethra as gravity dragged her deeper.

The massive knot at the base of the taur's length disguised the bulges of the squirrel's body as she sank deep, but her outline reappeared after a few flexing thrusts of Malibu's hips, pushing and stretching outwards against the walls her massive testicles. Sidney came the whole time, thrusting and moaning as every inch of her body was covered and massaged in warm, musky seed. Her knees and face squeezed outwards as she groaned and shuddered, squeezed and clenched even more once she got to the bottom of the hypertaur's massive sac.

The word was muffled, but the entranced taur could just make it out in her dazed state. It was the trigger for the best part, and the squirming figure stuck deep in the taur's huge balls moaned it out again as the heavy orbs contracted around her.

A rippling, electric-like sensation of pleasure roared through Malibu's body. The taur's eyes snapped open as she thrust her torso off the floor, arms reaching for her cock as the tip lifted away from her chest. A jet of cum nearly three inches diameter splattered across the wall opposite, soaking the inside of the trailer, but it was just the warmup as even thicker, wider blasts threatened to break the windows.

Deep in the cougarfoxtaur's balls, Sidney felt her body swept up in the current. Her massive cock and aching breasts dragged against the warm insides of the taur's length as she was momentarily plugged up inside the pulsing, hot knot. The squirrel's legs kicked in the stalk as her head was buffeted by roiling, back-up pressure. Malibu's eyes squeezed tight as her huge length kicked upwards and fell back down, dry shooting as the squirrel's ample breasts blocked the exit.

The taur couldn't contain any more pressure. A cry of lust reached even the ears of Maki, the director, in the middle of berating the wolftaur intern for knocking over some stage lamps with her arousal. The orca cocked her head to the side and shrugged. She'd given the taur some time to relax, after all.

Sidney shot out of the massive stalk like a ball from a cannon. She splattered across the back wall, sticking for a few moments as the backed-up blasts of seed hammered her like a fire hose. The cougar's body trembled, muscles flexing, breasts jostling side to side, as an intense orgasm continued, emptying the full, fat balls somewhat.

"And... erp..." the squirrel started, but was interrupted by a musky belch. "Excuse me... and... wake up!"

Malibu's eyes popped open as a particularly large jet of seed gushed from her aching tip. She clutched at the length with all four lower limbs, stroking madly with feline pads, as the jets continued to soak down the squirrel in gallons of taur-seed. It rolled over the floor and out the cracks in the door, drizzling down onto the pavement and spreading outwards from there.

Sidney's paw fell limp from her grasp as the final few jets of cum limped their way up the exhausted foxtaur's shaft and drizzled over her titanic breasts, adding the last drops to an already significant mess of her fur and hair.

"Malibu! We're ready for the next... oh."

The door swung open at Maki's knock, allowing the orca to peer inside and see the absolute mess of the interior of the trailer, the zonked out starlet, and the absolutely drenched stylist - who now, as Maki made clear in the ensuring verbal beatdown, that her star was going to be ready to act in no more than fifteen minutes, or so help her she'd get into that trailer herself and she didn't think the axle could take it.

As the orca stomped off, forked tail lifted above the swell of her massive testicles, Sidney reached for the water sprayer and a hair dryer as the chastened Malibu struggled to her feet.

"Um... I think I'm gonna need another haircut tomorrow," the cougarfoxtaur said, her voice a low purr as the warm water rinsed the worst of the jizz from her fur. Below her long lower belly, her massive stalk squeezed out against her legs, only half-hard but still at full length thanks to the throbbing heat of her incredible knot.

"I'll be here!"