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The City - Chapter 2: Getting A Hold on Things

By Cimmaron Spirit

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WARNING: This story contains: human and anthros, canine, hyena, lynx, muscle growth, cock growth, hyper cock, masturbation, hand job, anal sex, oral sex, rimming, domination, cum inflation, excessive cum, cum-shifting, living cum, implied cock vore, multiple orgasms and more. If you aren't 18 or it's not your interest, then you better go wash out your eyes and go pray for forgiveness for being tempted by sin. But otherwise enjoy!

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Anwas snored. Like, loudly snored. Since he still was new to the world and only had whatever knowledge was implanted into his mind when he was created, Richard had no idea how to even describe it.

For a while Richard had blacked out, for he was so exhausted from the night he had with the eight-foot-tall dogman, who had at least five separate, earth shattering orgasms, and perhaps a couple dozen smaller ones. But now he was stirring awake, resting on Anwas' chest which rhythmically lifted up and down with each inhale and exhale, and punctuated with a loud snore from his wide-open mouth.

And he realized then and there why Anwas kept going for the cum cleaning nanobots each time. The last time they didn't, and the gallons and gallons of spunk that Anwas produced was now all over everything, and with several hours to dry and harden, his fur was all discoloured and matted, with huge globs of dried cum on the roof and walls looking like the interior of a cave. Richard himself wasn't much better, as his skin seemed to be glued to the dogman's fur.

The tiny human shuffled, trying not to disturb the mountainous canine as he freed himself. But after several tries, each one more forceful than the last, he finally managed to break the lewd bonds that held them together. But through it all, Anwas kept sleeping. Nothing short of an earthquake might wake him up, apparently. Richard slipped off the bed, avoiding the piles of clothes, food wrappers, cum deposits and other detritus of the hyper dicked canine's bachelor lifestyle, and headed for the bathroom to take care of some business.

Rubbing his eyes, he pushed open the door to the bathroom, and headed for the toilet, bleary eyed, groggy, his mind still fuzzy from the sleep and the ever present musk and scent of sex, and not a little bit horny. Finishing up his biological needs, Richard then turned to the sink, turning the taps and glancing up to the mirror, then froze.

In the small mirror above the sink was his reflection.

But it wasn't the reflection he remembered seeing the previous day.

Richard blinked, rubbing his eyes again, hoping it was his mind playing tricks on him.

He was fucking ripped! Like, his whole body was filled with muscles! Six pack abs, biceps that looked more like a basketball stuffed under his skin, his chest was puffed out with two perky nipples, and his thighs looked like tree trunks. And the fat, pulsing, semi-hard cock that nearly hung down halfway to his knees, and two grapefruit sized balls behind them was not there last night. And there was a lot more hair all over his body than before, short hair all over his arms, legs, chest, stomach. He even had a short, scruffy beard and mustache. No where near the length or thickness of Anwas' pelt, but very substantial from the cleanshaven body he had when he got out of the cloning tube yesterday.

"I... I... what? W-what happened to me?" Richard gasped, looking down over his pecs to see his body, running his hands over his body, trying to confirm that, yes, he now looked more like a bodybuilder than the fairly average look he had before.

And the thought of gaining several inches of height, and nearly a quarter of his body weight in muscle, was making his dick spring up. Where he was about six inches before, now he had to be almost four times that, at least two feet long, with a diameter around the size of a pop can.

Richard nervously wrapped his fingers around his shaft, shuddering at the touch of his sensitive skin, and began to stroke up and down, from his foreskin covered tip to the base, moaning and panting each time he did so. Precum quickly began to leak from his tip, then building up until the clear fluid was gushing from his cock, each spurt equivalent of his pre-transformation cumshot.

The volume began to pick up as his hands ran over his engorged prick faster and faster, his panting and moaning growing louder, more desperate and needy as his climax edged closer and closer.

Without any warning, two furry, beefy hands suddenly grabbed his hands on his cock and pulled them off, and spinning him around to come face to pecs with Anwas, his own four-foot monster stirring to life.

"Didn't want to wait for me, huh?" Anwas said with a smirk, grabbing the human's cock, and proceeding to stroke it from foreskin tip to base and back.

"I...I..." Richard moaned.

"And where did all this come from, eh?" The canine asked, using his other hand to rub and stroke and grope the newly formed muscles, tweaking his nipples. "Did you go to a gym while I was asleep?"

Richard couldn't answer; for one thing, he had no idea why he suddenly looked like he had been working out everyday for years and had a cock that would make a porn star blush. The second, and more pressing issue, was that the well practiced hands of Anwas playing with him, turning Richard's body into putty for him to mold and sculpt and stroke and jack off, reducing Richard in moments to a mumbling, moaning mountain of man.

It turns out that gaining several pounds of muscle and several inches in size also made him more sensitive, and within a few seconds of Anwas' ambush, Richard's toes were curling, he was leaning and grinding against the bulging sheathe and balls and chest behind him and he was making indistinguishable noises, and his cock erupted. While no where near the same volume as the yellow and black furred dog man, it was many times more than the rather normal sized load that Richard ejaculated. The mirror and sink and floor in front of him was coated in the thick seed, the slimy goop forming a small puddle on the floor that quickly reached his feet, then Anwas' behind him.

Richard's body twitched, shivering as he continued to orgasm, even as the flow steadily dropped until it was just a trickle. It was the most intense sensation in his young, cloned life, the rush of testosterone and pleasure.

But even as he basked in the afterglow, panting in the shared musk of himself and the giant canine behind him, he could already feel his cock getting hard again, drooling preseed as if it was just the first time he got hard today.

"How... how do you deal with this?" Richard asked, looking up. "I... I just got. But I feel like I could... no, need to go again..."

"You have to live with it," Anwas said, as he fondled the two feet of sausage on his human companion, making Richard shudder and moan. "Either by getting yourself lost in the endless deviancy of the City and embrace the hedonism, or by trying to suppress it, and try to ignore it, and do your best to avoid it. Of course, if you try the second, eventually you get so pent up, so horny, that you turn into a sex machine. I've seen some people who've tried the second, go weeks, if not months without, and then it becomes too much, and they just turn into the biggest sex crazed beasts you've ever seen. Their entire lives will turn into a giant orgy, to get it all out of their system. Then, when they finally do, after days of non-stop sex, they will clean themselves off, and try to go back to their prudish, morally upright way of life. But they know, deep down, that it will all fall apart again."

Richard let out a little moan as Anwas slipped a finger under the folds of his foreskin, and playing with his leaking urethra at the same time. "And y-you are..."

"Somewhere in the middle," Anwas said, squeezing Richard's cock again and making him cry out. "Still going to scavenge and stuff in the Undercity, but I quite enjoy my little romps."

"And I bet holding this in is... ohhh... a struggle..."

"I once went about... three days," Anwas said with a chuckle. "Nearly flooded my apartment by bumping into the wall with my swollen balls."

"Fuck... I'd like to see thaaaAAAAHHHH!" Richard cried out as his second orgasm, just as strong as the first, adding more of his spunk to the mess in the bathroom.

"Someday, maybe!" Anwas said with a grin as he watched the muscular, hairy human cum again. "But I got a couple things to do today... so I better get to it, cutie. Enjoy the apartment, watch some TV, get something to eat. Jack off, try some of my toys... though I think they will be still way to big heh."

Richard nearly stumbled and fell as Anwas backed up and let go, so he threw himself forward to grab the sink as his orgasm finally began to wind down, and the giant canine, his paws thundering and making the whole room shake as he got himself dressed in a jockstrap that failed to hide his whole package, and some belts and a satchel that was holding some of the artifacts that he had gathered from the Undercity, and soon he was out the door.

The human, panting, finally managed to stand up, his legs not giving out on him. After a few moments and several deep breaths, he reached up and wiped the cum from the mirror, washing his face and upper body from the bathroom sink. Thus cleaned up, Richard turned around and finally managed to make his way back to the bed, landing on it with a groan. His bloated balls and half hard cock actually made it a lot harder to move than he expected.

The question of how he turned into... this still rattled around in his head, a question that he just couldn't figure out an answer for. Maybe a delayed effect of the cloning? Imprinting his genetic material with the first person he found? Or just... something else?

His hands explored his body, feeling every curve and muscle and sinew, maybe looking to see if there was a switch, or a button, or who knew what. But soon the curious exploring turning into self-groping, then simple masturbation, and soon he was pumping his cock in his hand, moaning and panting as he quickly got his sensitive cock pushed to the edge...

Suddenly the door clicked opened, and Richard paused in mid thrust, looking over to see if maybe Anwas was back.

But it wasn't the eight-foot wall of canine, but a 5'9" femboy hyena, who was brown furred mostly, but with a bright blue and green streaked mohawk on his head, and all the spots on his body looked like an ever shifting rainbow, like little holographic stickers placed all over his body. He was also wearing a lot of makeup: dark blue lipstick, eyeliner and mascara, the whole nine yards. There was barely any muscle on the hyena's frame, which was barely covered by a denim jacket that had its arms cut off and barely reached half way down his stomach. But it was the rather large hips and ass of the hyenaman that got Richard's attention, as the little pink skirt couldn't hide the fact that he was packing a lot in the trunk, the high heels that he was wearing sure made it clear what he was most proud in showing off. The tight, bright green G-string pouch on the front that was glimpsed with each sway of his hips showed there was a decent sized dong hiding there as well;

"Hellooooo!" the hyena said, in a high pitched, flamboyant voice. "Anwie? Are you here-oh... hi there!"

Richard froze, hands still wrapped around his cock, eyes locked on the hyena, who was just as surprised.

"I... uh... hi?" Richard said, his face turning red. "I... uh..."

"A human?" the hyena said, surprised, taking a few steps toward the surprised and mortified Richard. "Like... wow... I've never seen one you before... and... fuck, you are ripped. And hung. Not like Anwas, but, fuck... where is he?"

"Anwas... uh... he's out," Richard said. "Had some stuff to do."

The hyenaman let out an exasperated groan. "He knows I always try to see him around now. Well, I guess I can wait, and get to know you, eh?" The hyena quickly made himself at home: stripping out of his jacket, kicking off his shoes, and landing on the bed beside Richard, his cock still rock-hard, even as he finally let go to shuffle up to let shorter hyena enough room to climb on the bed

"I'm Laz," the hyena said, as he used a well-manicured hand to slowly, sensually stroke over Richard's chest and abs. "And what's your name?"

"R-Richard," the human stammered.

"Richard. Richard... That's an interesting name," the hyena said, tasting the letters on his tongue. "So, what are you doing here, eh?"

"I... I was found, in the undercity. Anwas brought me up here..."

"In the Undercity? People live down there?" Laz's fingers were tracing lower, toward Richard's manhood.

"Well... I don't think so. I was cloned down there. I don't know how, or why."

Laz shrugged. "I think Anwas should stop going down there, spend his days up here, in the fun and pleasure." He then looked back to Richard, locking eyes with him, the hyenaman's bright green pupils and Richard's blue ones locked for a long moment. "But if he finds treasures like you... Oh, I think he can keep going there."

Richard finally turned away, blushing. "I... I just met you..."

"And I just met you too. And you are so fucking cute and handsome and sexy," Laz said, his hands now wrapping around and squeezing the base of Richard's cock. "And I fucking need something to fill me."

With a little flourish, Laz was suddenly up and straddling Richard, and pushing his ass on the 28-inch cock. With a gasp, Richard felt his manhood sliding right into the hyena's big, well trained and used butt. And as if like magic, Laz made the whole thing disappear. Richard was stunned, especially at the noticeable bulge in Laz's stomach where the head of his cock pressed out, which he reached out to feel. Even through the fur and the hyena's belly, he could feel his cock throb and pulse with his own racing heartbeat.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Laz moaned, before lifting up his hips and going up until about half a foot of Richard's cock was still inside him, before he slammed it back down with a wet, lewd slap, his cock now slipping out from the G-string that was way too tiny, until it was a full foot long. "I can see why Anwie wanted to keep you."

And then up he went again, then down, picking up speed, squeezing the sensitive pole with his well-trained muscles, making the human writhe and moan and gasp. The hyena's cock, a pink canine like cock complete with knot and tapered tip, also began bobbing up and down, slapping on Richard's stomach with each downward thrust, then the cock bulged stomach every time Laz went up.

"Ahh... ahhh... ahhhhh!" Richard groaned, as the hyena fucked himself on his cock. "I... I'm so... close..."

Laz slammed his hips and ass against Richard, clamping tight on the huge, sensitive pole, milking the human as his own orgasm hit, the foot-long hyena shaft spewing all over Richard's face and chest, filling his chest hair and beard with hyena cum.

"Then fill me! Make me fucking balloon up, you sexy human!" Laz nearly screamed, even as he coated the human under him in his seed.

Richard let out a whimpering cry, and came again, the third time already today. But this time his orgasm was even stronger than before, and more potent. He watched in half open, dazed eyes as the imprint of his cock in Laz' stomach started to soften and disappear, until his stomach began to bloat, the formerly flat and trimmed tummy now looking like the hyena had swallowed a basketball, his gut pushing out as more and more of Richard's cum was shot deep into him.

As his orgasm finally came to an end, Richard finally exhaled, his body going limp. The hyena still sitting on the crotch leaned forward, his guts audibly sloshing with the cum inside as he did so, and gave a quick smooch on the nose, before standing up, letting Richard's softening cock to flop out of him, along with several cups of Richard's cum before his well trained ass closed up.

"Well, that's a great first course," Laz said, as he laid down next to Richard. "Gonna have to get seconds in a bit though."

"F-first?" Richard asked in surprise.

"Darling, I realize that you may be new here," Laz said, with a seductive grin. "But you should realize by now that this entire city is basically insatiable for sex. Those that say otherwise are lying."

There was a loud gurgle that echoed through the room, coming from Laz's stomach, followed a moment later by the rounded gut suddenly shrinking down, making his belly as flat as it was before.

"W-what did you do?" Richard asked, sitting up and feeling the hyenaman's stomach. "Like... what happened to your stomach? Did you make it disappear?"

Laz let out a loud, yipping hyena laugh. "I guess you're used to cum just splatting all over you and then it goes away with nanobots or something. But before there were nanobots, there was people like me, the Digestors, that consume seed."

"Like... you eat semen?"

"Well, not necessarily eat it," Laz said. "Just get it inside me, and my body will use it to fuel my whole body. If I get a bit too much, well just shove it in my ass or something." The hyena gave a slap of his round and plump cheeks, which bounced and rippled under his fur.

Richard blinked, then lay back on the bed. "This place is weird."

"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, sugar," Laz smirked, before reaching up and kissing Richard again on the cheek.

"And I guess humans are rather... rare, if you and Anwas are surprised," Richard said, his thoughts drifting.

"Yeah. I don't know if I'd ever seen a human, except for on the TV or something about history," Laz said. "Used to be a lot of them, eye-eye-are-see, but none anymore."

"What happened?"

"I dunno," Laz said. "I didn't really pay attention to any of those things."

Richard lay back on the bed, idly stroking himself as the miasma of sex and musk seemed to influence his body, while his brain wrestled with the questions of why he was here, and what he was for.

But soon Laz, bored and horny himself, and wanting some attention and that second meal, let out a groan.

"Gah, that dumb meathead," Laz growled. "I need to go again."

"What?" Richard asked. "But I just..."

"You just lay there, and I'll do it," The hyena commanded, with a domineering voice that brooked no opposition. Laz turned around, straddling Richard's face with his thighs and pushing his plump rear into Richard's bearded face. Now he got a glimpse of the fat, puffy donut on the hyena, a ring of flesh that showed just how well used he had been over the years, that the skirt and his previous mounting session had kept surprisingly hidden.

"Go on, eat me out," Laz said, as his hands go to work on Richard's cock and balls. "Get me all lubed up with that tongue of yours."

Richard blinked. "Y-you can... do that?"

Laz grunted, then shoved his ass right onto the human's face. "Do it."

Richard, his mind reeling from the musk stuck his tongue out, and gave a lick to the puffy, black pucker.

Then he gave another one. Then another. His hand reached up to grab the mountain of cheeks on his left side, then the other one, kneading and rolling them in his hand as he slathered more of his saliva on and over the donut, moaning as he rimmed the hyena just like Anwas last night, who was proceeding to use his own mouth, easily swallowing the whole two feet of human cock in his equally well practiced mouth.

He was so enraptured and focused on making out with Laz's ass that he barely even noticed the heavy thump-thump-thump of Anwas returning home. It wasn't until Laz lifted off his own cock, and said something muffled to the yellow and black furred dogman, before finally Laz sat up, and Richard was able to breath fresh air again.

"Having fun Richie?" Anwas said with a smirk.

"I... yeah... yeah..." Richard panted, glancing down, his eyes growing wide at the sight.

Anwas' balls were huge. No, huge was the wrong word: ginormous? For now that would have to do. They were at least three times they were before, and they were already pretty substantial before, like beachballs. They nearly brushed the ground from their sheer size. And they were noisy: gurgling and sloshing and rumbling, even as he stood there.

"Richard was wondering what I'd look like if I didn't cum for a few days," Anwas said. "Well, I wasn't going to actually do it, so this is just a simulation, I guess you could say."

Laz, who was standing on the bed to reach the bigger dogman, and had removed the skirt and G-string, let out a moan as he felt over the bloated balls of the canine. "And I think that would feed me for a week."

"And yet you'd be back here tomorrow just for me fill you again anyway," Anwas chuckled, as he swept the femboy hyena off the bed, and sat his puffy pucker on the tapered tip. The first six inches easily slid into Laz's rear, eliciting a moan from Anwas as his dick was swallowed up.

"Hey, I'm a slut that knows what he wants," Laz smirked, as he started to wiggle his way downwards, taking more and more of the mammoth cock. Richard watched in stunned disbelief: Anwas' cock was wider than Laz's waist (though not the plump hips and ass, but that was still pretty close). Yet, the hyenaman easily took the whole thing: his belly stretched, lewdly deforming to recreate the image of Anwas' puppy pecker, this time painted in brown fur, with shimmering, multi-coloured spots all over, ever going, ever inflating like the lewdest balloon that a circus clown could conjure.

Richard never thought that anyone could have taken more than maybe the very tip of Anwas' dick, yet, here the hyena he just met was doing it, and making it look so easy. The human was quickly jacking himself off as the two animal people went at it, going past all the limits of biology and physics, and idly dreaming about having that huge cock shoved into his own ass, feeling his own belly bulge and stretch...

As a little experiment, Richard began to finger his ass, and was surprised to feel something soft and squishy, not unlike Laz's puffy asshole... and soon one, two, three, four fingers slipped into his ass with almost no practice, and training.

Richard, fisting himself, quickly came, gushing another load of sperm and semen all over his body, coating his body from head to torso, in his fourth orgasm of the day.

But even as the afterglow descended on Richard like a thick fog, something clicked in his mind. Maybe the answer as to why he grew more muscular and big-dicked over night?

Neither Anwas or Laz paid attention to the human who was reaching his post-cumming clarity. Almost the full four feet of doggy dong was rammed into the hyena, leaving the not unsubstantial issue of Anwas' knot, which dwarfed even Laz's ass. But neither of them was concerned, or had any concern other than finish their lovemaking. But instead of ramming himself down onto Anwas' knot, Laz grabbed hold Anwas' hands, and moved them up to his waist.

"Alright, big boy, you know what to do," Laz growled, lust and dominance and power in his voice.

"Yes sir," Anwas replied, equally as lusty, but with a subservient tone that knew who was in charge here. And it wasn't the guy with a third leg.

And the powerful canine started running Laz up and down his shaft like he was a fleshlight, little more than a living sex toy. But the sex toy, even as he was manhandled and pumped up and down, was in command.

"Faster!" The hyena hoarsely growled, as his own hand stroked his cock. "Harder! Let's go! Fill me up! Turn me into a fucking condom!"

Anwas didn't respond verbally, instead slamming the hyena up and down his cock, hard enough that it should have been leaving bruises where the swollen knot smacked the fat ass, but neither cared.

Richard, his climax finally reaching it's end, watched as Anwas' bloated balls, gurgling and sloshing the whole time, began to churn even faster, seemingly moving and rumbling on their own. It was mesmerizing to watch as the sac seemed into inflate larger and larger as Anwas got closer and closer.

Then with a feral howl, Anwas, claws digging into Laz's stretched torso, rammed the hyena one more time onto his knot, and with a wet slorp, the whole bulging cock was inside the hyena.

And then Anwas began to cum.

Every previous orgasm that Richard had seen from Anwas was overshadowed in an instant. Laz's belly grew so large it looked like he was instantly pregnant with triplets, with quintuplets, then they were just days away from birth, then even more.

Laz was soon the cum balloon that he was demanding to be turned into, and then some. And just as quickly, cum began to gush around the hole that was plugged by the cock. But even that wasn't enough, and soon the hyena's mouth was pouring cum like some fetishistic water fountain. Almost as an afterthought, the hyena himself was starting to pour out another loud, his volume a drop of water in the sea that Anwas was making.

Gallons upon gallons of seed poured out, landing and coating the bed, the walls, the entire room, Richard and everything else in cum. But this cum seemed a bit thicker, a bit more gooey than usual.

But that was the last thought that went through Richard's mind as he suddenly started to feel like he was floating around, melting, oozing everywhere...

It took almost half an hour before Anwas' orgasm finally ended, and with a grunting, and a push against the hyena's ass, was able to pull his only partially deflated knot from Laz's rear.

"Holy fuck," Anwas groaned, as even the normally well-trained pucker of Laz failed to prevent an avalanche of cum from pouring out his tailhole. "That was the best romp we've had in a while."

Laz let out a sputtering cough, cum still dribbling from his mouth, his swollen belly holding him up off the ground. "N-next time you are going to do that, maybe let me know first?"

"What?"

"I don't like being surprised like that, doggy boy," Laz growled. "That isn't regular cum, and you know it."

"Well, I-I wasn't expecting you to come, and you did... uh... tell me to," Anwas sheepishly said. "It was for Richard..."

"You always know I'm here on Tuesday," Laz growled, glaring back at Anwas. "If I wasn't so fucking horny..." he started again, before sighing, and slapping his belly, making the cum filled fur orb jiggle and jostle. "Alright Opi, get out of there."

Suddenly, almost all of the cum that was inside Laz suddenly poured out of his ass, gushing all over the floor. This cum, unlike the regular pearly white spunk, was thicker, and had hints of greys throughout it. A pair of ears, followed by a head, emerged from the goop between Anwas' legs.

"You're no fun, Laz," the face said, with a pout. "I was quite enjoying my time in there."

"Yeah, well I got a couple other people to see tonight, and I don't want to look like I've cleared out a dozen fast food places," Laz said. "Let's go Opi."

With a sigh, the cum creature, Opi, rose up, the head soon on a body that looked a lot like a lynx: the tufts on his ears, extra fur on his cheeks that looked like his head was a trapezoid, and with small stripes and spots all over his body. Unlike a regular lynx, though, Opi was various shades of white: darker in some spots bordering on a normal grey. His body solidified and hardened into something that could resemble flesh and bone, thanks to his "cumshifting" ability. But even then, his fingers and feet and the tips of his fur appeared to be wet and dripping.

"There, happy now?" Opi said, showing off his body.

"Next time, I'm dumping you in the gutter," Laz, now getting up onto his feet, and trying to wipe the cum off his skirt and jacket, groaning at his coated clothes.

"Uh... guys?" Anwas asked, looking over the mess on the bed. "Where's Richard?"

The hyena and cum-lynx turned, and looked on the bed, at the huge pile of cum where the human had been.

"He... he was there, I think," Laz said. "That's where I last saw him."

"Well, he couldn't have left the room, right?" Anwas said. "We would have seen him do so." He went over to the bed, looking over at the huge puddle of cum, looking over and under the bed, but not finding anything.

"He must be here somewhere," Opi said, as he let himself melt down. "I'll look for him this way-gurgle." He then spread out, the white goop exploring all the corners of the room that the two "solids" couldn't.

"Richard! Richie! Come here!" Laz said as the cum-lynx vanished, looking in the bathroom and everywhere else in the tiny apartment.

There was a gurgle from the cum, making Laz and Anwas pause, and look at the puddle of cum on the bed.

"Oh my gods... he... he turned into cum?!" Anwas exclaimed.

Laz shook his head. "How could he do that? He's a fucking human!"

The cum on the bed began to solidify, and the spread out spunk that was Opi began to retract and join with the bigger puddle on the bed, until finally two heads and bodies appeared on the bed: Opi and Richard.

Richard sputtered, coughed, as his body reformed, regaining its solid form from the cum. "H-holy crap... That was fucking amazing!"

Opi, giving a small chuckle, planted a wet, cummy kiss on Richard's cheek. "See, it's just a thought thing. Your mind controls the formation cycle."

"That's... so weird. And cool. And... FUCK!" Richard exclaimed, excited.

"Uh... Richard?" Anwas said, concern in his voice. "Y-you okay?"

Richard looked up to the big mutt. "Hmm? Oh, yeah, yeah! I just figured out why I was bigger and buffer today!"

"You did?"

"Yeah! It was your cum!"

"My... cum?"

"Yeah... like, apparently your cum like... turns me into whoever had. Like, your cum made me bigger, muscular and stuff. Laz's gave me his stretching and stuff," he said, turning over to show the round, puffy donut of an ass he had now. "And Opi here, he turned me into a cumshifter!"

Anwas' eyes went wide. "That... that is like the weirdest ability I've ever heard of. Like, I don't think anyone can like... mimic other people's abilities."

Laz was just as amazed. "Like... wow... that's..."

"Totally awesome, right?" Richard asked, a smile on his face. "Like, how can that not be the most amazing thing ever?"

Anwas, Laz and Opi all looked at each other. And none of them had an answer, one way or the other.