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It had been a long journey back, but at least it was over. Saying nothing to each other at first, Rocket and Blackjack left the docked ship, scowling at each other.

They had taken up another bounty hunting gig, but things didn't go as planned. Sure, they made it out in one piece and even collected a more than worthwhile pay off, but the two of them had constantly gotten in each other's way, bickering back and forth, nearly giving away their secluded location and ruining the whole hunt.

The only thing keeping them from drawing their weapons on each other was the fact that they got their money and even a little something extra for their troubles, a strange bottle of some dark pink fluid. It bubbled and fizzed like some kind of soda. Rocket finally read the label on the sealed bottle. The text print text clearly read "VITAL." Forgetting his anger for a moment, the raccoon took a moment to look over what it did. But when he did, his hope for something good fizzled out.

Whether it be in a bottle or in capsules, on every planet they were all the same; cheap items that promised "growth and enhancement." But each and every one of them were a scam, a cash grab for poor guys that were desperate for something a bit more.

He was about to toss the bottle when it was snatched out of his hand by the blue bunny.

"Whatcha got there, Rocky?" The goggles wearing bounty hunter took a moment to read it before he snicker. "Is this another gift from one of your boyfriends?"

Rolling his eyes, Rocket snatched it back. "As if I need this shit."

"What?" Blackjack taunted, "You afraid to try it?"

"It's a farce, dumbass!" the raccoon snarled. "It's not gonna do anything."

"Then drink it then. If it does nothing then there's no harm, right?"

With a deep sigh, Rocket twisted the lid off of the bottle, knowing that the bunny was just going to drag this out about him being afraid of some most likely dyed and carbonated water...

He glared at his shipmate before he took a long drink to show that he was not afraid. To his surprise, the liquid had a taste similar to cinnamon, bringing a warmth that ran down his throat and stuck in his chest. When he tipped the bottle forwards again it was half empty, more than enough proof. A smirk was on Rocket's face as he now passed the bottle to the bunny, issuing the same challenge.

After seeing Rocket just gulp the stuff down, Blackjack drank the rest of the spicy fluid down without a second thought, enjoying the heat that spread through his chest. He sighed as he finished it all, tossing the bottle off before resting his paws on his hips.

"See? What did I tell you?" Rocket said, crossing his arms. He was sure that this was nothing but a waste of time. He could be doing better things like...taking a shower.

'When did I get this sweaty?' the raccoon asked himself. At first he thought it was his imagination, but there were sudden wet spots showing through his suit along his chest and under his arms.

Blackjack was about to say something but that heat in his chest started to spread through his body in a quick flash. In just a second or two he suddenly felt like he was in the middle of the desert and following it came the sudden dampness on his body. He suddenly started sweating like crazy, wetting his own suit, leaving the wet fabric to cling to his body.

"D-did we forget to turn on the AC or something?" Blackjack asked, feeling another wave of heat scorch his body.

"I don't know... It's hot as hell, though. Let me che-"

The raccoon was suddenly struck with a strange pressure between his legs. He cupped them with his paws, but the feeling was only getting more intense. At first he thought it was pain, but it was instead a sort of pleasure, like a very warm hand was rubbing his sheath and balls. They were sweaty as well, now starting to get hotter as the "touching" continued.

Rocket grit his fangs as his suit suddenly felt tight, pinching his balls. It was growing stronger with each second and he couldn't take it anymore. Panting heavily, the raccoon shed his suit and his eyes widened to see that his sheath and balls were...swelling. In his paws, his nuts were expanding and so was his sheath, both getting heavier and wider with each second, all the while, that feeling of being rubbed continued, starting to actually feel like a hand was teasing his sheath-hidden cock.

Blackjack was in a similar state, sweating and groaning as he tried to endure the sudden pleasure that came over him. He was not as quick to unzip his suit and his balls burst through the linked rivets, falling out and hanging low as they continued to expand.

As their genitals continued to grow bigger, Rocket and Blackjack were struck with intense tingles and bursts of heat as the rest of their bodies were slightly expanding as well, their arms were filling out and their legs were growing thicker as well. Just as fast as the sensations came they were soon fading, leaving the bounty hunters to look at each other.

Both of them could see that their bodies had expanded quite a bit. Their bodies were now a bit bulkier, making them both look rather toned. Under their pelts, they could feel the expanded muscles rippling and flexing. Rocket was very satisfied by this added change, knowing that it would be all the easier to get things done. But that was just an added bonus compared to the true expansion between their legs.

As the label promised the once smaller mammals were given growth and enhancements. Their balls and sheaths were big and fat. Rocket could feel them swaying as he looked his new body over. Above them was a fat and meaty sheath. It was slightly expanded as his cocktip slipped free and the raccoon was stunned by the sheer size of that. Even with his growth, the head was bigger than his paw.

The pleasure of his transformation caught up to him and he drew a shuddering breath as heat entered his body again. But it was not the searing heat he had felt before. This was different, first radiating through his body before concentrating into his cock and balls only. It was growing stronger and stronger, making his length throb and continued slipping out of his sheath, more and more massive inches that reached out further and further.

Rocket's now massive cock was now thick and heavy as it throbbed with need. He grit his fangs as he started to sweat again, a strange sensation coming over him. His mind was fogging and it became hard to think about anything other than his expanded length that needed tending to.

He looked over to Blackjack and the bunny was in the same situation. His cock had reached it's full mast and he was visible panting as he continued to sweat. Their scents were filling the air, the new brand of the musk their sweaty bodies made. It was heavy and powerful, quickly filling the room and making them both lose focus.

It was only then that Rocket realized what was happening. "Blackjack! I think...fuck...I think we're in heat!"

"Rocket, that's ridic-" but before the bunny could finish another burst of warmth struck his body and his cock gave another hard throb. He couldn't stop himself from bucking his hips, a sudden need for stimulation coming over him.

The two of them were subjected to intense feelings of need as their lengths became harder and the urges grew stronger. Eventually it became too much for the both of them to take any longer. They made eye contact and lunged at each other, both looking to sate their intense lusts. The only issue was neither of them were willing to be the one being fucked, so they pushed against each other with their bigger bodies, exerting themselves, making their bodies sweat more, producing even more of the hot musk that wafted into the air.

Rocket was pushing against Blackjack, but the bunny used that to his advantage. He let the raccoon barrel into him before he grabbed his head and pushed it into the sweaty space underneath his other, lifted arm. The raccoon felt hot sweat dripping on and in his open muzzle, the intense bitter taste coated his tongue, making him wince. He was held there as his head was gripped and made to grind up and down the spit, smearing a smelly layer onto his nose and lips, making them reek of the bunny's musk.

As Rocket stumbled back, the smell was all his nose could register and he hated that it was turning him on even more. As he sniffed, he could feel his hole starting to clench, wanting to feel the other male's large length. But he got a hold of himself and sought to pay the blue bunny back. He rushed at him but got low and swept Blackjack's legs, making the other bounty hunter trip.

While he was dazed from the fight, Rocket took hold of Blackjack's head and pulled it up, pushing it against his heavy, wet balls.

"Ooh yeah," Rocket said, clearly taunting his adversary. "Your face makes a good sweatrag..."

He gave the bunny a taste of his own medicine and took hold of his head, holding it steady while he ground his balls over it, grunting as the other's males face provided just a bit of the pleasure that he needed.

"Now get to licking!" Rocket commanded, pressing his claws into the fur. A sigh came as he felt a soft tongue lapping over his furred sack, licking up the sweat and leaving tingles that raced through his body. It made his cock throb again, a drip of precum starting to fall from the tip before more came, leading to a steady leak from his cockhead. For a moment he got lost in the feeling Blackjack took advantage, ripping his paw away and getting free.

The fur of the lagomorph's face was wet and matted with both sweat and the film that coated the balls he licked, leaving his muzzle reeking just as his shipmate's was.

The two of them got closer again, locking arms as they started to wrestle, using the strength of their new bodies against each other, hoping that the other would be outmatched into submission, but they both fought hard, bringing their bodies even closer.

A sudden move from Blackjack made Rocket lose balance, it was taken advantage of the moment the raccoon started to fall back. His weight came down on his shipmate and the brown mammal's voice was muffled, unable to speak properly through the now larger, toned set of blue asscheeks. Pressing directly into his muzzle, feeding him an intense musk was Blackjack's sweaty rim.

"Now it's your turn to get licking!" Blackjack said before laughing. He pressed even more of his weight down, groaning as his sensitive hole brushed over the soft muzzle fur. Rocket growled but relented, reaching his tongue upwards and touching it to the glistening pink pucker.

The mixed taste of sweat and the bunny's ass was something that Rocket strangely wanted more off after just the first lick. Before he even realized it, he was starting to work his tongue over the twitching pucker, eagerly cleaning it of it's sweat and grime from the mission before.

While being licked, Blackjack was stroking his dick with both paws, watching them drift all the way up and down his length. Even the two of them together couldn't fully fit around his cock, making his heart race. The simple touch felt so good and the raccoon's tongue was making it easy for his cock to start producing precum that started to flow freely.

"Push it in deep!"

Just a moment later, a sudden moan forced its way out of Blackjack, the strength of his shipmate's tongue pushing right past his sopping rim. Now it was being plunged deep inside, back and forth, clearly trying to collect his flavor as it was wiggling tracing along his soft inner walls.

Blackjack stroked harder at his cock, squeezing paws together as the tongue continued to jab deep inside of him, curling and pressing against spots that made him twitch and jump. More precum came from his cock, dripping down to the shaft. He reached up and coated his paws in the hot stuff, using it allowed them to sail up and down the massive meat with ease. More moans spilled from his muzzle as he let himself enjoy his new body, feeling his shaft throb in his touch.

Underneath him Rocket was drool as his nose drank in the intense smell. The musky flavor made it no easier, but the raccoon was doing his best to stay focused, waiting for his moment to catch the bunny off guard. With every flare of his nostrils and curl of his tongue, the brown mammal could feel his mind hazing, but he reminded himself to focus on the throbbing of his own cock, how much it was in need of stimulation.

Pushing his tongue deeper milked another moan out of bunny and likely more precum. He wanted the other bounty hunter to feel nice and comfortable, making him think that he was in complete control for just a bit longer. All the same, he could not stop himself from drooling as the intense reek of ass sweat filled his nose. It would not stop twitching and sniffing, making him take in more and more of it, keeping him constantly drooling and seeking more of the scent and taste. Though he had a plan, it could easily be forgotten as his senses were becoming flooded...

Blackjack was still panting as he stroked himself slowly, feeling a bit of pleasure building up, resulting in a thicker ooze of his precum to drip from his cocktip. It dribbled down his cock tip and soon reached his fingertips. It was so sticky and heavy, clinging to his fingers he smeared it along his shaft, spreading a heat around his base. Between the soft heat and the pushing of Rocket's tongue deep inside of his ass still, the blue bunny was sure that he was on top now. And he eased himself a bit off of the licking mouth just a bit.

But a sudden pair of paws reached underneath his ass and used his slight motion against him, pushing his body up and off of Rocket's. The raccoon was quick to scramble up to his feet, taking deep breaths, but all he could smell was the bunny's ass. Nevertheless he was once again charging at his off guard shipmate, tackling him and pinning him down sitting on his lower chest.

"Got distracted, didn't you?" Rocket snickered as he took hold of his own hefty cock. He also had to move it with both hands but angled it downwards rather than lifting it higher to stroke it. The weight of his body along with his balls held the bunny down, that combined with his own brand of musk that was getting to him. Taking advantage of the turned tables, Rocket pointed his tip to Blackjack's face, letting his smelly precum leak onto the ruffled neck fur.

Blackjack shuddered and made a small moan as he drank in the smell, resisting the urge to stick out his tongue. He was expecting to see the raccoon's paws drifting up and down his cock, milking more precum from the tip.

But Rocket was aiming to do something else. He was pushing hard against his bladder and finally, he could feel the fluids starting to move through his rock hard shaft. It swelled a bit as he could feel the stream traveling towards the tip and another push came. A hiss could be heard as the golden piss sprayed out. It rushed out into a fat stream that sounded like a running fountain. A Rocket sighed, he could just barely see Blackjack's chest, neck, and face being covered in his stinking, yellow marking, making the dark blue pelt change colors as it became weighed down.

Loud trickling and splashes of urine hitting the bunny's body filled both of their ears. A pool of the steaming liquid was starting to pool, spreading that smell even further. Rocket allowed himself to groan deeply, taking deep breaths as intense pleasure coursed through his long shaft. He let himself enjoy the feeling along with the satisfaction of seeing his shipmate being doused in his now even stronger piss.

Lying on the ground, Blackjack could feel the stream covering his body with a heavy heat and wetness. He was stunned by the sight of the wide cockhead pouring out the fluid. The sheer amount and smell coming from it left him stunned and willingly able to be covered in even more of it. As another push from Rocket came to keep the stream strong, it blasted the bunny right in the face, filling his mouth with the bitter taste. He swallowed it down and made a noise as he felt the searing stuff raced down his throat, heating up his stomach.

Despite his better judgment, the bunny opened his mouth and drank from the ever pouring stream as if it was a water fountain, sipping leisurely on it and feeling his own cock throb as his body became hotter and hotter. Alongside the loud sounds of liquid pouring out, there were also the steady grunts and moans from Rocket as he relieved himself, clearly watching with satisfaction at the sight of the bunny drinking down his bitter urine. The sensation of urinating felt better than it ever had before, near orgasmic and seeing it being sipped and swallowed down was just the icing on the cake.

When his stream let off into nothing more than dribbles, he made one last groan before willingly letting the bunny up, much to Blackjack's own surprise. He even reached his paw down and helped the soaked bounty hunter up before pulling him in close.

"What the hell are you doing?" Blackjack asked as their chests and cocks were touching and slightly rubbing.

"I'm doing you a favor," Rocket huffed. He ignored the other male's snide tone and began reaching lower along Blackjack's body until he found the spot to press and tease with his fingers, putting plenty of pressure. And it was working.

It took Blackjack a moment to realize, but the raccoon was directly stimulating his bladder, almost as if he was trying to milk. The more his body was pressed, the more he could feel a build up until that familiar urge to relieve himself hit him. Despite that, Rocket was still pressing and urging his bladder to keep it up.

The bunny started to make heavy breaths, squirming as raccoon piss started to dribble down his body. Rocket stopped pressing and instead lifted a hand and used his fingers to trace along his urethra, making slow, circular motions around the cock's opening, clearly teasing it.

And again, it was working. Blackjack was slowly losing the grip on his held bladder. The only reason he held it in was because it was clear that Rocket was trying to get him to technically piss himself. Sure, it would make them even, but things would still be in the raccoon's favor...

Try as he might, the blue bunny was soon crying out as he lost control. His cock gave a few throbs as piss rushed up the mighty shaft. It blasted Rocket right in the face and the raccoon started to bathe in the literal golden shower, soaking up not only the fluid but the dominance that came from making the bunny lose control of his own bladder. He could see the bunny blushing but showing clear signs of pleasure as his urine rushed out with no way of stopping.

Just as the other bounty hunter had, the raccoon opened his mouth and let the wave flow into his mouth, running down into his belly as if he was desperate for something to drink. His nose was going crazy, taking long whiffs of the intensifying smell and his tongue was collecting as much of the bitter taste as he could handle. Moans of delight came from him as he showed no shame, only making Blackjack blush harder.

Blackjack simply panted and rocked his hips a bit as the nearly overwhelming pleasure took him over. As piss rushed through his shaft, strong tingles could be felt all over the throbbing inches, giving him pleasure that had no let up. His body felt so hot and the touches of Rocket's paws angling his tip was making his knees weak. When his stream ceased into nothing more than dribbles, he sighed deeply but gave another gasp as the other piss-covered bounty hunter flicked his tongue against the opening, lapping up the last of the fluid.

Rocket let go of his shipmate's dick before taking a step back, allowing the both of them to take a deep breath, smelling the mix of all these different kinds of musks and their different brands of piss filling air, making a permeating stench that kept them riled up and wanting to finally release.

The two of them said nothing at first, but they were getting closer, no longer wanting to fight for domination, they were on equal footing now and knew that they could make things easier by helping each other out and parting their ways.

Rocket started first, pulling their bodies in close once again, but he made sure that their bodies were lining up. Their large cocks were now touching, both wet with a layer of piss, sweat, and precum. The raccoon gave a buck of his hips, rubbing his shaft against the other male's.

Blackjack shuddered and returned the motion by moving his own hips, grinding his dick against the raccoon's heavy shaft. He reached out and pulled Rocket close as well, increasing the pressure on their wet dicks. As they rubbed together, the smells wafting from them grew stronger from being stimulated.

The two of them were now panting and letting themselves feel equal pleasure. They pushed harder against each other, milking more precum from their tips, and feeling each other throb against their undersides.

"Fuck... We're so big now. And it feels..." Rocket grunted.

"So good, huh?" Blackjack nodded, making a slow hump of his own.

Rocket smirked and reached over to the bunny, lifting one of his arms and exposing the wet pit again. Still, rubbing his length against the other, he leaned forwards, shamelessly sniffing and licking at the hot, musty space, getting high on the musk.

Blackjack took hold of their cocks, barely able to touch them both, rubbing up and down slowly at first, squeezing at the tips and shafts, making them both hiss, shiver, and moan. His paws collected the slick fluids that coated them both, using them to pump harder and faster, making loud, sloppy noises.

The two of them were raising their voices, feeling themselves getting close as their balls were also bumping into each other, sending bolts of pleasure through their bodies. They were churning hard and starting to draw up against their bodies.

"Mmm...f-fuck...g-gonna cum..." Rocket mumbled around the grungy pit.

"Goddamn it, me too..." Blackjack said with a breathy voice.

The raccoon pulled back and joined his shipmate in humping hard against each other, raising their voices and clenching their teeth as their orgasms came over them. They could hear the deep, fleshy noises of their cocks throbbing and soon came the loud hisses of seed being pushed up their shafts from their heavy balls. The strings of hot seed arched up high and splattered down on their bodies, making their pelts even heavier, instead of piss it was instead cum, hot and heavy.

The fluid continued to gush and spray out in strong spurts as the two of them cried out, splattering onto the floor when it missed their bodies, joining the wide puddle of their piss, ruining the floors hazing the room with their strong smells. Their grimy bodies pressed close as they opened their mouths and drank down their liquid bliss, shivered and moaning just because the pleasure was too much...

The two of them collapsed in their own fluids, embracing the filth, taking deep breaths as a deep satisfaction came over them, leaving them with no desire to fight or argue anymore. For a while the two of them simply sat in silence before Rocket got up first, spending fluids dripping from his pelt.

"Well, I guess we gotta get bigger sized suits, huh?" Rocket said with a snicker as he reached his paw out again, lifting Blackjack to his feet.

"How about we start by seeing how long it takes for us to get in the mood again," Blackjack said, giving the raccoon a genuine smile.

The two of them were soon walking side by side as they left the large hangar, admiring each other's bodies and talking about how many more bounties they'll be able to score with them.