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Tyson would moan as he explored his new body. His new Toon form didn't come with any genitals, but the spot where it 'would' have been was just as (if not even more) sensitive as his cock had been. However, there was zero chance of him cumming without permission due to his 'neutering'. He would continue rubbing himself, moaning as the slight squeaking of his cartoon-ish skin would only egg him on. He had been told to wait for his Master and Soren to return before he was allowed to rub himself, but they had been gone so long that he couldn't help but sneak in a few.

Unfortunately for him, he was right in the middle of a pretty intense rub-down when the door to the room would swing open. He couldn't help but yelp as an ominous figure appeared in the door frame.

There stood Soren, but... Something was off about him! Firstly, he wasn't with Tyson's Master, Sykes! The rodent and bird had left together, but only the bird had returned. Second, and much more immediately pressing, was the avian's appearance. He was glowing with a dark aura... and his eyes! They were growing a bright pink, overtaking the soft toony black they had been before. His beak was pulled into a full sneer as well, eyes narrowed as he saw the toony rat try to pull his hand back from his crotch.

With uncanny speed, the bird was suddenly right next to him. He quickly grabbed his paw with a wing and pressed it more firmly into that null spot.

"Well well well... Looks like pet couldn't even wait a few measly hours for his Master to get home to start jacking off..." Soren said, his voice disjointed and echo-y, sounding like two people were saying it back to back.

Before the poor rodent could talk back, or ask about what was going on with Soren, he would find himself flat on his back underneath the bird. He could see that there was more wrong with the toony bird from this position. His talons, which were usually soft and fat, were hardened and razor sharp. They looked more realistic than the rest of his cartoon self... And the poor rat would get a chance to get a nice 'close' look at them as Soren clamped one around his muzzle and squeezed. His entire head was squished in those claws, with his nose pressed right up against the base of them. He could feel them squeezing and shaking his head, the toonish physics of his body keeping it from hurting.

"I thought I was going to have to make up a reason to punish you, but here you are giving Master an easy route." He taunted, turning at the same time to slam his other foot down onto that null spot.

A wave of unbridled pleasure shot through the rat as his Master ruthlessly squeezed and stomped on that sensitive flesh. He didn't let up, either, leaving his poor pathetic pet writhing on the ground with need as each new squeeze and prod sent jolts of need into him. It would feel like getting to the edge and going over it without the relief of orgasm. The pleasure would just continue to build! Before he knew it, he would be licking those talons gripping his face in pure obedience. His mind would be a useless ball of need and lust, with his eyes literally swirling with that overwhelming feeling!

"See, I knew Soren would be a fun addition to our household, but I also knew that he wouldn't be hard enough on you..." That bird's singsong voice said in its strange echo-y form, "So that's why I had to take over his body; to do the things he would be too nice to do to you!"

Maybe Tyson could work out that his Master had possessed Soren's body, or maybe not. Right now, it didn't really matter whether he registered what had happened or not. Sykes didn't need a good listener right now. He needed a good, indestructible Toon foot rag and fuck toy, and the feeling of that tongue extending out to wrap around those individual talons told him that was exactly what he had.

He continued to stomp down, flattening out the rat with his feet and leaving over-exaggerated footprints in his form. He sneered down at the dazed floor mat, who was doing little more than grinning a goofy Toon grin. He continued stomping until the rodent was entirely flat, spending extra time on his crotch, before peeling him off the floor. The rodent would be helpless now, entirely flattened and reeking of the bird's feet.

"Hah! I turned my foot-slut pet into a nice welcome mat! Maybe I can reshape you and just put you outside to be our 'real' welcome mat. How's that sound?" Soren said with a wide grin, "Let you live out your lifelong dream of being a real foot mat for a week? Have Master and his friends using you to wipe their dirty paws on?"

He couldn't tell whether what came out of Tyson's mouth next was a moan of agreement or simply him still being lost to the pleasure. Once again, it didn't matter much either way. He wasn't going to let his pet get off that easy... Not this time!

"No... I think I need a punishment more befitting. Soren can turn you into toys and objects on his own. My job is do something with you that Soren would never do..."

And with that, the possessed bird took his pancake rat and tossed him onto the bed. He floated down gently before being flopped onto by the bluebird. His head was smack dab between the bird's legs, the avian's exposed cock making an indent in his cheek. It wasn't quite as big as it had been when Soren first took it, but it was still a beast in its own right.

"You'll make an excellent condom for me to cum into." He said with a soft chuckle as he gripped that flattened muzzle and began to wrap it around his fat cockhead.

He worked swiftly, squeezing the end of that muzzle as he began to hump directly down that flattened throat. Tyson was fully Toon at this point, so all he could feel was a dull stretching feeling and an 'intense' pleasure from being turned into a simple sex object! His flat body shivered as more and more of it was tugged onto that shaft. He could feel every bump and vein of that cock pushing down towards his stomach, unable to do anything except suckle and massage that cock.

Soren leered down at his Toon toy as he stretched over that thick fuck-stick. He finally stopped tugging after the poor cock-sock's snout was right against his base. Tyson would feel the tickles of plumage against his nose, but what was much more prominent was the reeking musk! It overwhelmed his nose even though his throat was blocked with a few dozen pounds of dick-meat. His Toon physiology made sure of the fact that his big goofy nose was always taking deep sniffs. He could smell the distinct mix of Soren's own musk mixed with his Master's intense, mind-warping smell.

Soren wasted no time after getting that snout to the base of his cock. He growled out and began to cum as if on command. He wrapped his feathery fingers around that muzzle, holding it tight as he began pumping up that flat frame entirely with spunk! The poor rodent didn't even get to taste it as the over-sized globs shot straight into his gut.

His body bloated outwards, acting more like a water balloon than anything else. Since he was a 'PG' Toon, he didn't have any orifices on him for the jizz to leak out of except his mouth and nose, which were being firmly clamped shut by the avian's wings. He would feel each shot bloat his frame further, cum pouring into every bit of him and marking him from the inside with that same overpowering musk. It would even pour down his extremities, filling them up just like the rest of him!

The rat would bloat further and further, the sounds of grunting and squelching filling his room as the possessed bird poured pounds of thick, goopy spunk into his pet. It was different from regular spunk too, since it was from a Toon, having an almost glue-like consistency. It was just as toony as the bird it was pumping out of, leaving it much more exaggerated It piped into the needy slut as he choked on that cock, the only sounds he was able to make being over the top sniffing sounds. His body would slowly grow outwards, looking even softer and rounder and leaving him with more of a 'pooltoy' look. His skin stretched taut as he was bloated outwards with the heavy cum, growing and filling more and more of the room with each heavy spurt.

It would take a little under a minute for him to be back to 'regular' proportions, but his Master wasn't going to stop there. He continued bloating that needy slut out further. He was going to do the things that Soren himself would be too meek or submissive to do. He was going to bloat his pet up to just past immobile and torment him. He continued his slow, deliberate orgasm as he pushed impossible amounts of cum into his pet. The feeling would make him shudder, but he wasn't going to let up until his pet had learned his lesson.

"You... Are gonna be the best cum blimp you've ever been... And then people everywhere are gonna get to see what you are..." He growled, continuing for another full five minutes.

By the time he was done, the poor rodent was a round, room-sized ball bloated with cum. He was unable to move on his own, and his limbs were bloated to the point where even if he 'could' move he wouldn't get very far. Soren would push him off that cock before reaching into an unseen pocket and pulling out a toony rope. He would quickly tie that muzzle shut tight, keeping all that spunk stuck in. He would take note as he did that his pet's eyes were still swirling, completely hypnotized by that smell! He would push him up, letting him wobble into a seated position before turning himself a full 180. He reached into his 'pocket' again and pulled out a full camera and tripod, which he set up hastily.

"Heyyy, all you Soren fans!" He said to the camera, pointing it right at the blob of a rat. "Got a Soren Super-fan here that wants you to know just how much fun he's having!"

He walked over to the rodent and slapped his gut, sending it jiggling wildly and making him moan out. His thoughts were much too far gone to register what was going on, but his Master would be sure that he was made aware of just how many thousands of viewers had been watching while he was a dazed, bloated fuck-rat.

"And hey! If you all donate, he'll get even bigger! Each dollar could mean a pound! Or hell, maybe a dollar equals ten pounds! Who cares!" He laughed out, turning and planting a foot firmly on that gut. "If you wanna see this slut bloat, just send in some money, I don't care how much!"

The hours would go on as the bird tormented his mind-fucked Toon pet, the rodent's senses too dulled to know just how long it had gone on! More and more donations would come in, and the avian would comply by pumping hundreds upon hundreds more pounds of spunk into his cum-balloon! It was almost cyclical; the more people donated, the bigger he would get, and the more people would get excited and donate more~

By the time his senses returned to him, he would notice that they had moved outside at some point. He took up the entirety of the backyard, and then some. He was completely unable to move, bloated past recognition. To any passersby, he would simply look like a big brown balloon!

"Oh, you're finally up!" A voice said from on top of him. He would struggle to look up, but once he managed to, he would see his Master straddling his form. "Guess what? You're an overnight superstar! You really blew up!"