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"Nope, not kidding you at all my love," Rogier said, taking another of the strawberries and offering it to her. "I have the book downstairs in my apartment."

Cytheria nibbled on the strawberry from his paw, the throbbing beginning to stop. She felt her breasts begin to shrink, but it was a very slow process. How could she have not known about this? How could her parents have failed to mention this. How did she fail to see her father with a freakishly giant schlong or her mother with huge tits?

"What kind of things cause this reaction?" she asked, lapping the slowly melting chocolate off of his fur.

"I suppose that depends. The book explains that it depends on the purity of the blood from the line influences what you can do. A pure blooded dingo from the tribe would be able to control it almost at will. Since we are not, though," he said with a smile, "it happens for a variety of reasons. I know with me if I drink to much caffeine and am extremely hyper there is a bit of growth. If someone pisses me off a lot there tends to be a lot of growth."

There was no way. It was sounding so similar to her. Hence the reason she drank mostly decaffeinated drinks and did not go out to much. The last thing she wanted was ripping her shirt because her rack decided to grow huge. She sighed and rolled over to her back, breasts violently jiggling as she moved.

"How have I lived life without knowing this?" she asked, rhetorically.

He leaned over her, kissing her. She moaned lightly at the motion, just enough to give him the opening he wanted, slipping his tongue into her mouth and against hers. Then she pulled away abruptly.

"Wait! I don't know what is going on here, I need time to think about this. Some sort of actual proof!" she cried out. Her eyes began to water up a bit. She wanted more of him, but her mind wanted answers as to what was going on.

"I suppose I could go get it," he said, a bit disappointed. He could understand though. To be told your part of a race that can change the appearence of your body would come as a bit of a shocker to most. He sighed and stood up from the bed, his large cock not hard, but not showing any signs of shrinking back to a normal size either.

He grabbed his towel that he had originally come up in and wrapped it around, the tip of his cock peaking out from the bottom. He sighed, unsure of what to do with it. Cytheria sat up and looked at him, seeing his problem. She walked over to the open window. There was an elaborate system of fire escapes that lead all around the building, and it seemed like most of the people were asleep.

"Is your window open?"

"Probably," he answered, walking up behind her.

"Then take the fire escape."

She moved to the side, giving him room to get out, having to take a few more steps back then normal thanks to her breasts. He passed her and put a paw on the window, turning his muzzle to her and kissing her lightly.

"I'll be back in a bit then."

She smiled at him, lightly slapping him on the ass. "I can't wait."

As he hopped out the window and onto the fire escapes she walked back over to the bed, picking up the plate of strawberries and walking it out into the the kitchen. As her legs brushed against one another she suddenly realized how much cum was on her and how much more was dripping out. She sighed happily at the thought as she placed the plate on the counter.

As her paw came back she let it wander to her clit. It was so incredibly sensitive and dripping with a combination of his juices and hers. She closed her eyes and imagined all the activity that had been going on. Her other hand traveled to her tits, massaging them lightly. She felt so free and liberated suddenly, like she wasn't supposed to be alone all the time.

She fell back against her refrigerator panting. She could feel her breasts thump in her paws, pulsing slowly outwards. She closed her eyes, realizing the road she was headed down. She held her paws above her head and slowly opened her eyes. Time for a shower, she thought to herself.

She walked into the tiled room, turning the knob for the second time tonight. She waited for the water to become lukewarm and stepped in, holding on to the rail. Her fur had always held water well, making her body a bit heavier, but she wasn't prepared for the feeling of the extra weight plus the massive breasts.

Cytheria dropped her head down and allowed the water to roll down her back, ears flicking dropplets of water everywhere. She took a few deep breaths in, slowly releasing each breath. With each release she could feel the pressure lessening on her chest. She took her other hand and felt them as they began to shrink. She was finally able to feel her stomach again!

She was rather sad though, with each cup size lost, their sensitivity lessened as well. After about five breaths she stood up straight, finally being able to wash her hair. They were still beyond a normal size, but they were much smaller then they had been. She lathered the soap through her hair, making sure it was good and srubbed up. She then grabbed her

container of fur soap and washed the rest of her body, making sure to get between her legs really good.

It didn't work as well as she had planned though. She moaned at the slightest touch still. She tried to think of other things, but all she could imagine was Rogier, holding and massaging her. She felt a breeze suddenly and her eyes snapped open.

"Boo!"

"AHHH!" Cytheria screamed, finding herself face to face with her fantasy. "What the fuck was that for?"

Rogier shrugged, stepping into the shower with her. He kissed the side of her muzzle at the same time wrapping his his arms around her waist. As he pressed up against her, she could feel that his cock had finally gone down. Well, is was not down all the way. It must have still been about a foot long.

"That was awful! I barely know you!" she said, her breasts starting to grow again. Her face was absolutely livid. "And you think you can just let yourself into my apartment?!"

She could feel her heartbeat increase and her berasts growing, but she didn't care. The anger she felt was so strong that she wanted to hit him! Her body had something else in mind though, as her breasts quickly expanded and pinned Rogier against the back of the shower. It was as if for each heartbeat they expanded another inch, pushing his on his chest and making his back flush against the wall.

"Calm down," he said, tracing the side of face down to her neck. "I brought the book and heard the shower going."

She looked at him dubiously, not certain of what to do now. She stood there starring him down, not making any motion to step back. Mostly that was because she was afraid she would tumble down, face first, from the weight.

"I want to get to know you Cytheria. This wasn't exactaly what you expected and it is much more than I could ever dream of, so I can understand if you need space," he said, his eyes looking sincere. "I can leave the book here and go if you want?"

She shook her head, "I need help getting to the bed. Since your here you may as well stay. We can tackle this book in the morning. And each other."

He waggled his eyebrows at the last bit of what she had said.

"I'll tackle you when ever you want!"

She shook her head with a sigh, but before she could really avoid anything, her body gravitated towards his, a strong kiss for the first time being started by her. He moaned into her muzzle, loving the fact that she might need him enough to start something.

"I think we have both had enough tonight," she said turning the water off. "I would love more, but I want to see you in a normal state rather than this expanded one. I also want to make sure you still want me once you realize how average I am."

She pushed the curtain to the side with one paw and slipped the other under her once again massive breasts, trying to take some of the weight off her body so it would be easier to walk. Rogier offered her an arm to help steady herself with as she stepped out. He got out and stood behind her, lifting her breasts up and drying her quickly off with a towel.

"Just trying to help," he whispered into her ear. They walked to the bed, Rogier stayed the whole time behind her and hodling her breasts for her and she moaned occasionaly from a light squeeze that he snuck in.

Cytheria fell onto the bed with a thump, just realizing the covers were soaked through and through with cum. She growled at herself for not thinking of it. Suddenly the covers were pulled out from under, making her blink and yelp in surprise. Rogier laughed at her, bundling the cum-soaked blankets into a ball and throwing them into a corner.

"I brought a dry blanket from my place," he said, drapping a huge quilt down ontop of her. "No sheets, but I figured a blanket would work well enough,"

He only heard a small noise from her, which made him smile. He slide under the covers next to her, drapping a paw over her shoulder and snuggling up behind her.

"Good night beautiful."