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Ame struck an odd contrast in the waiting room. It was at the doctor's office where rows of nondescript chairs lined the walls and faced the center floor. Adorning beige colored walls were oil paintings of pretty landscapes like a sailboat on the ocean or a field of hay. At each corner was a small wooden table with either a lamp fashioned to look like a lighthouse or a bin of outdated magazines Ame didn't bother to read or look at, at least not while he had his phone. The most entertaining thing in there was a saltwater aquarium that had some very funny looking fish Ame found himself admiring from time to time. Otherwise he remained glued to his phone, dreadfully understimulated by the inoffensive, sterile atmosphere that surrounded him.

His fur stood out dramatically as it always did. Mostly black, it was the set of blinding, neon green markings that made him so noticeable. On his right shoulder was his name in Japanese, written in the singular kanji character. The same bright color lined the inside of his pointed wolf ears and formed a circular rune shape on his forehead. It colored the fluffy tuft of fur that sprouted from between his collar and covered his underbelly. The underside of his wolf tail was colored that way, as were his paw pads and nose. Covering most of it was a casual black polo shirt and some khaki shorts.

He was in a chair with his head propped up on his fist. Nobody else was in the waiting room, leaving him alone with the fish in the aquarium. He tried his best not to look at the time in the upper righthand corner of the screen. He'd gotten there about 15 minutes early. More than 20 had passed, and he still hadn't heard his name get called yet. The practice of ignoring the clock usually would make time go a little faster, but its effectiveness started to wear off once Ame's patience started running thin.

At last he heard a door open and the mention of his name. He looked over to see an impala nurse in the doorway leading to the offices, wearing some blue scrubs. She noticed Ame and smiled. "The doctor's ready for you."

"Awesome." Ame stood up and tucked his phone into his pocket before following the nurse into the hallway where the examination rooms were. They came to one that had an examination bed with a sheet of disinfectant paper rolled down its center. Ame took a seat on it. The nurse rolled up the blood pressure machine and took Ame's vitals. After jotting everything down she told him that the doctor would be there shortly. "Thanks," he said. Then she left.

Ame was left in silence after she closed the door behind her. His long black legs dangled off the foot of the bed, kicking idly. His eyes meandered around the cabinets and equipment that surrounded him. A menacing red disposal bin bearing the biohazard symbol was attached to the wall. In an acrylic jar were a city of tongue depressors. He didn't think the doctor would employ any of them today, at least not for the issue that brought him into the office.

Breaking the silence was the door opening to reveal Doctor Lillard, Ame's long time physician. He was a handsome cat covered in orange, striped fur. Between his astute, pointed ears was a healthy crop of grease-slicked hair. His features rode a fine line between chiseled and young, accentuated by the sleek green eyes that greeted Ame when he walked in. A long white coat drifted about his trim legs and hugged a thick chest along with his teal scrubs. The cherry on top of his doctor sundae was a stethoscope hung around the back of his neck.

"Ame!" he said in a deep, genial tone while he closed the door behind him. "How are you this afternoon?"

Ame sat up and put on a friendly face. "I'm good!" He realized how tight his throat felt. He cleared it. "Ahem... Uh, how are you?"

"I can't complain. I'm alive. How's your throat?"

"Oh, it's fine. Just had to clear it." Ame's face was getting hot. Jesus, calm down. He's just a doctor, a very tall, handsome doctor. It didn't help why Ame was there today.

"Alrighty, and what brings you in today? How are we feeling?" While he talked Lillard went to one of the drawers and pulled out a medical flashlight and all of its fixtures. He slapped on a pair of blue latex gloves and plucked out one of the depressors.

"Well, I'm feeling fine. Everything's working. I'm not sick. But uhhh, I do have an issue."

"Alright, tell me about it." Before Ame could Lillard came over with the depressor and aimed it at Ame's mouth. "Say 'ahh'." Ame opened his mouth and Lillard poked his tongue down with the depressor so that he could shine a light down Ame's throat. Seeing nothing wrong, he pulled it out and tossed it into the bin. He added a fixture to the light and stuck it in Ame's ear.

While he did that Ame spoke. "Yeah, um... It kinda has to do with the bedroom. I'm having issues getting hard."

"Alrighty," Lillard said without so much as flinching. "Can't get your penis out of its sheath? Or can't get it all the way hard? Tell me about it." He moved on to Ame's other ear.

"Yeah, I can get it out of the sheathe and I can get it all the way hard, but keeping it that way is almost impossible. I've been trying to masturbate but can't do it with my paws. I've been doing it paws free."

"Paws free?" Lillard asked once he pulled the light away from Ame's ear and tucked it into his coat pocket.

"Yeah, you know..." Ame hesitated. "In the butt."

Lillard nodded. "Alright, and that works?"

"I mean, yeah." Ame chuckled. "It sure does, but it doesn't get me hard. I don't want to bring a girl or a guy who wants to get topped home and not hold an erection. Thankfully it's been a while since I've had a partner over who wanted that, but... y'know, it's only a matter of time."

Lillard, like any good doctor, expressed no judgment. He only nodded along while listening intently. "Alright. I think we can do something about that. You're a young man, so I don't think blood flow is an issue. Trust me, you're not the only fellow your age to have these problems. Heap loads of them do, they just don't say or do anything about it 'cause they're too embarrassed. I'm glad you did."

Ame smiled. "Thanks, so am I. When you say you got some things to do about it, do you mean dick pills? That's kinda what I had in mind, as long as you do. I didn't want to go buy one of those gas station pills and make my heart explode."

Lillard laughed, causing Ame's heart to flip. He hated how handsome the doctor was. Had he met him in any other circumstance he would've asked if he could buy the cat a drink. "And it's a good thing you didn't. Those things are dangerous. Stay away from them. I can prescribe you something much safer and will keep your heart nice and healthy. Don't worry. It isn't a pill, but a shot. I think it'll fix any issue you've got going on down there."

Ame's smile faded. "A shot? What kind?"

"Nothing out of a big needle, don't worry. It'll go into the root of your penis, right above the knot. It'll free up any restrictions that make holding an erection difficult. Your love life will improve too." A slight smile rose across his face, one Ame couldn't read.

"Oh, OK." He squirmed where he sat. "Sorry if taking a needle in the dick isn't something I'm too excited for. Out of all the places to get a shot, that sounds like one of the worst."

"I bet it does, but it'll be way easier once I apply a general anesthetic. Won't hurt any worse than a mosquito bite."

"I don't think I've ever felt a mosquito bite."

"Exactly."

Ame sighed and scratched his temple. It sounded a bit extreme, taking a shot just to help some mild ED, but if the doctor ordered it, who was he to argue. "Alright, yeah. Let's do that."

Lillard's smile grew even brighter as if he'd heard the best news in ages. "Perfect. I'll get the equipment." Lillard hustled out of there at a pace Ame had never seen him achieve before. Less than a minute later he was back with a metal cart that carried a small hypodermic needle and a vial of the solution. "Alright," said Lillard. "Lay on your back and pull your pants and underwear down." The rapid fire way he spoke made it feel like it was an emergency.

"OK." Ame did as he was told, lying back and then wiggling his pants and underwear down so that his privates were on display. His sheath and balls were decked in the same neon fuzz that covered his underbelly. Ame lifted the bottom of his shirt so that Lillard had better access.

The doctor's eyes were locked on Ame's crotch like a missile. "Alright, so in order for this to work we'll have to get you out of your sheath."

"Oh, OK. Do you need me to-?"

"You're fine, I'll help you." Before Ame could say anything else Lillard came over and laid his paw on Ame's sheath nub, making the wolf jolt with his cold, latex-covered fingers.

"Woo!" hooted Ame. "Ahah... I feel that." He also could feel the rising temperature in his cheeks as he watched the handsome doctor's fingers stroke up and down his fuzzy foreskin. His toes curled in their shoes. This wasn't quite how he expected the doctor's visit to go, but he damn sure wasn't complaining. He tried not to look, turning his blushing face away.

Lillard was having a helluva time himself, admiring his patient's package both for its bright green color and its size. Just you wait, wolf boy. The tip of Ame's penis sprouted from the slit which dilated to meet its girth. It was that familiar green color, glistened by his inner moisture. The sheath distended around the flare of his glans and let free the rest of his shaft, inch by inch. Lillard slid his thumb up the underside while just the tips of his index and middle fingers made love to the topside. He could feel the rapid pulse of Ame's heart as it worked to fill his member with blood. Before long the knot was out of the sheath, bulbous and proud, ready to burst into something even more impressive.

"There we go," Lillard said, holding back a slightly sensuous tone. "Now let's put on that anesthetic." He laid Ame's cock down and went back to the cart for some pads that he ripped out of a wrapper like an alcohol wipe. He scraped it around Ame's knot, making the wolf wince. After only a few seconds it was totally numb. Lillard tapped the dense flesh with his finger. "Feel that?" he asked.

It was like touching a dead wad of flesh. Ame shook his head. "Not a thing."

"Good. Let's juice up then." That got a laugh out of Ame, breaking some of the tension. That was good, because there was about to be a lot more. Lillard retrieved the needle and the vial. He plucked the cap off the needle and gently stuck it into the vial's rubber top. With a pull on the plunger he extracted just a few CC's, more than enough of what he needed. He pressed the plunger and flicked the needle with his finger, squirting some out and ridding of any air bubbles. He brought the needle down towards Ame's penis, stuck it into the crease between the knot and the shaft, then pressed down on the plunger.

Ame didn't feel a thing. He dared to watch the needle sink into his dick flesh. It was a tad unsettling, but nothing that made him woozy like he was afraid it would. Once all the juice was inside him Lillard retracted the needle and covered the puncture with a bandaid.

"Alright!" said Lillard. He went to the disposal bin and tossed the needle inside. "You're all set. That'll get rid of your erection issues for sure."

Ame sat up on the edge of the table. His numb penis came up with him, stiff as a board. "Cool! So how long is this numbness gonna last? Should I wait for it to die down before I do anything with it?"

"Oh, it'll be going down very shortly," Lillard said while peeling his gloves off and throwing them away. He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms in front of his chest with a smirk on his face. "The numbness, that is. Can't say the same about your dick."

Ame didn't like the way he had said that. Hearing a doctor say "dick" instead of penis was jarring more than anything else. "So, wait. How long is this erection gonna last?" The words weren't even done coming out of his mouth when he noticed a sudden pressure that had befallen his scrotum. He frowned and brought his paw down to his balls to rub them. They weren't numb at all, but instead felt like they had a sudden growth in weight, if not size. Sensation was flooding back into his knot and shaft, accumulating into something similar to what his testes were going through.

"Whoa. Hold on a second," he said, rubbing his purse. "I can feel it. It's like... It feels heavier? I don't know. Wooo..." The pressure had spread across his loins, encompassing all of his package from tip to root. It was like someone had laid a lead blanket over his crotch. It wasn't painful or even uncomfortable, but it was intense. "Is it supposed to do that?" he asked, looking up at Lillard.

Lillard was beaming brightly. "As a matter of fact, yes it is. That means it's working."

"It's gonna keep me hard right now?"

"It is," said Lillard. "And then some."

And then some? "What does that-?"

Silencing him was another wave of pressure that landed on his groin. He dropped his maw to let in a soft gasp. "Ah!" He looked down at his cock and balls. He noticed for the first time how much of his palm was filled out by his scrotum. It looked like he was trying to hold a grapefruit. His penis, still erect as ever, had sprouted several new veins that crept up his shaft like meandering rivers, crossing and winding about each other at random. He thought he could see their ends growing towards the tip of his penis, it was all happening so fast. The veins didn't quite reach his glans, but that's because it too was stretching upwards.

"Whoa! Hey, doc. I think... uhh... Something's going on here." Ame didn't mean to panic, but his entire manhood was going through a dramatic size increase before his very eyes. His furry man purse was swelling out against his paw. His balls, once a modest pair of ovoid plums, were now like goose eggs, rounding out his bloated scrotum. The tip of his penis was well beyond his navel, and growing in thickness too. Any and all numbness had dissipated in favor of a pressure so intense that Ame had to grip the edge of the examining table, crumpling some of the paper within his paws. He let out an airy sigh. "Ahhhhh... Doc! Holy shit!" He clenched his jaw and bared his teeth.

"Calm down," said Lillard, still leaning against the wall and watching greedily. "It's OK. Just relax. It's supposed to do this."

"OK but... why'd you give it to me?" Ame's eyes crossed so that he could witness the visible climb his dick was making. More veins rose to the surface of his skin, flooding that catastrophic pole with blood and keeping it hard like rock. His nuts sank down onto the table beneath him, sitting there heavily like a pair of shotputs. He couldn't tell for sure, but he thought that if his dick went flaccid and hung from his sheath it would swing about his knees. Precum started bleeding from the slit and crying down the underside of his now super-sensitive shaft. His knot was bigger than his fists put together, and it hadn't even burst yet. The band aid stuck to it looked much smaller now. That inexorable pressure came on and off of him like a tide. "Fuck! Ahhhhh... Shit!"

"Shhhhhhhhhh, it's alright. Isn't this what you wanted?" Lillard teased. "Won't have any sex issues with that thing, now will you?"

Ame managed a nervous chuckle. "I mean, I guess not, but goddamn." He gently wrapped his fingers around the top quarter of his cock, just below the spiked helmet. It was slick with his precum which came out of his slit in thickish globs. "I don't know about all this." He sucked through his teeth. "Fuck, doc. I gotta... Ahhhh... I gotta jerk off. Sorry, but holy shit."

Lillard's face lit up. "Oh! Of course. That's normal. Don't worry, we have just the right thing to take care of that. Follow me, and uh... pull your pants up first."

Ame slid off the table to the floor, that monstrous pecker of his flopping in front of him like a claymore. He pulled his shorts up only to find that he had absolutely no way to hide even half of his junk inside of it. There was no choice but to button the shorts over it and his that giant neon pillar that was jammed against his belly under his shirt.

His face was on fire. His tongue bobbed in his open jaw with each pant. "Lead the way," he huffed.

Lillard opened the door and checked the hallway for anybody else. Seeing nobody, he led Ame down the hall to another room. Inside it was dark with only a dull fluorescent ceiling light to keep it lit. On the opposite wall was a towering machine Ame did not immediately recognize. Only when he saw the red rubber tube with a slit for a hole did he realize what it was.

Lillard stepped in behind him. "I think you know what that's for," Lillard said.

Ame nodded dumbly. He never thought a rubber hole could look so sexy.

"Imported from China. Used for sperm collection, though I think it's even better for letting off steam. Don't worry. It's clean."

Ame wasn't listening. Even if he was, he wouldn't have cared. In the middle of Lillard's speech he came hustling over towards the masturbator and began stripping. He threw off his shirt and popped his shorts button, sending it to crumple around his ankles. His cock flopped down and thumped on the machine, hitting its cold, plastic facade. Ame had to take a step back and grab his hellacious spear so that he could aim it at that precious fuck tube and slide inside. His girth was something marvelous, stretching the moistened rubber to a degree that almost tore it. Thankfully it held and was able to devour his shaft as he slid it deeper through.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." he groaned, head lurching backwards. This was a relief he wasn't prepared for, one that made the muscles in his thighs and bare buttocks quiver. He was able to penetrate to its greatest depth, and even then the tube did not cover all of his penis. It was more than enough. It felt as though he were laying claim to the sweetest of pussies.

Lillard, smiling like an idiot, came over and turned the machine on with just a press of a button. The machine came to life with a grumble and the fuck tube started to move. It pushed Ame backwards by his cock, making him gasp. After it had moved him a few inches it retracted and then pushed forwards again, moving down his shaft and shining it with its moisture. Ame buckled at the knees. He had to hold himself up on the machine just to stay standing.

"Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Fuck!" He humped at it on reflex, clenching his chubby glutes and making the flesh wobble. Those pendulous fruit swayed back and forth between his legs, gently knocking on the machine every time he thrusted. His pace outmatched that of the machine, turning its movements redundant.

"Oh fuck! Huhhh! Ahhhhhhh, I'm cumming! Haaaahhhhhhhh!!!" Ame's thrusts became short and jerky once his climax arrived. His ass cheeks clenched to their absolute tightest and started bucking. His entire body slammed into the machine, jamming his cock as far as it would go so that his explosive ejaculation would flood the machine's artificial womb. "Huhhh! Huhhhh! Huhhhh! Huhhhhhhhhhhhh~!"

Lillard watched from afar, jaw slack, face blushing. His paw was on his own penis which was hard against his scrubs. The best part hadn't even happened yet, and here Lillard was ready to cum his brains out already. He watched as Ame stumbled back from the machine, his giant cock slipping out from the rubber tube. It was lathered in a milky film of cum for as much as had been jammed in the machine. He stumbled on his feet, the shorts around his ankles threatening to trip him up. His cock was starting to go limp. A single pearl of cum drooled from his tip and then plopped on the tiled floor. He doubled over and held himself up with one paw on the machine.

"Whoooo... Holy shit... Wow..." His legs were weakened by a residual pleasure he had never felt before. Standing upright was difficult with how light headed he had become. "That was pretty good... Damn. I needed that." Sweat had broken out across his forehead. He looked over at Lillard and saw him groping his cock bulge. "Looks like that got you worked up too, eh?"

Lillard grinned. "You have no idea. I intend on using it too, but not on the machine."

Ame frowned. "Oh yeah?" he asked. "On what, then?"

Lillard did not answer. Grabbing Ame's attention instead was yet another sensation that fell on his penis. This was not a pressure, however, but the opposite. It felt as though his penis was suddenly weightless, his balls too. He looked at it and saw that most of the veins that had sprouted earlier were conspicuously gone now. The shaft was still at a half chub but was quickly losing its stature. There was a wave of cold that blew through his manhood, originating at the tip and then plummeting towards the root of his package. His penis performed a dramatic droop. To his horror he realized that it was not merely growing soft, but retracting back towards his pelvis.

"Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa whoa! Hold on!" He held his penis in both his paws like a dying animal. It slid down his palms as its impressive girth subtracted into something more normal, then small, then puny. His knot was no longer an explosive clot of muscle but a bulb no bigger than his testicles once were. Speaking of, his balls were now meager marbles not even big enough to make an impression on the skin of his scrotum. "DOC!" he shouted. "What's happening?"

Again, Lillard stayed quiet. His paw was no longer on his penis, but between his back and the wall he leaned on. He was getting too excited. He didn't want to climax before the big event was finished. It continued with a sudden tingling sensation that erupted across Ame's chest. It centered around his nipples and clung to the flesh beneath it like a million tiny hooks. He gasped sharply and clapped his paws over his pecs.

Except they weren't pecs anymore, not quite. Instead of finding a bedrock of dense muscle he found a pair of fluffy pillows starting to inflate. Two breasts were growing at a visible rate out of his chest. The nipples were beacons of sensitivity that flared with his touch like a sunburn. But this wasn't painful. This was a flood of pleasure his body and mind were not equipped for, not even after that tremendous orgasm he had unloaded on the cock milker which was still running next to him.

"Huhhhhhh... Doc... What's-? Oh God... Fuck... I..." He stumbled backwards into the wall. His legs were apart, knees slightly bent. His once magnificent penis had shrunk into a nub; the balls were no bigger. He had to hold himself up against the wall with his arms to stop from sliding down it. His breasts were at C cups now, quickly growing into a supple D, then DD, and so on. The neon green nipples were puffy and broad now, though they mostly blended in with the fur that surrounded them.

They weren't the only things that changed. His thigh muscles lost their definition once the fluff surrounding it began to broaden into a pair of luscious trunks. The hips above them inflated and so did his buttocks, turning into a healthy set of haunches that flattened against the wall like a pair of small airbags. The rigidity of his trunk softened into an hourglass. All of the masculine features to his face became kinder and more approachable. The hair on his scalp lengthened into a set of locks that managed to fall around his ears and cover the back of his neck.

At the same time his chest was done growing into a hearty bosom worthy of the most capable wet nurse, the head of his cock disappeared into his pelvis. Alongside his balls it slunk into the skin, forming a thin crater that readjusted itself into the shape of a slit. The flesh surrounding it swelled into a chunky pair of wet pussy lips. That bundle of nerves once reserved to the hilt of his glans clotted into a bead. It found its home at the very top of his cunny where a thin hood of flesh kept it hidden. Deeper inside a cavity was drilling itself into his pelvis. His testes were reassigned into a functioning pair of ovaries. They flanked the hollow of his womb which was gated off from his cavity by a tight ring of cervix. At last Ame was no longer a he, but a she.

She stood there against the wall panting and gasping through a gaped jaw. Her entire body had been flooded with sensations so intense that it was paralyzing. Most acute was that between her thighs. From her pursed cunt drooled her lubricant, thinning into a glistening strand that fell inside of her shorts which were still around her ankles. This was an arousal much more intense than what she'd felt with a penis. It not only radiated about her pussy, but settled deep inside of her like a throbbing ache that made her entire body quiver. Out of pure instinct she put her finger to her clit and dipped two fingers inside. She jabbed at it wildly, all while moans of ecstasy beat out of her open maw.

"Hahhh. Hahhh. Hahhh."

She was stopped by a paw grabbing her wrist. Her eyes shot open to see Lillard in front of her, smiling softly. He was totally naked, his scrubs bunched up in a corner. His penis was thrust out before him in all its masculine glory, studded around the head by a bundle of feline thorns. That statuesque musculature Ame liked to ogle when it was covered in clothes was now on full display.

"Would you like me to help you with that?" he asked in a voice that seemed to thrum against Ame's face.

Her throat was too choked to speak. She could only twitch her jaw once before she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. He tried locking lips with her, but she was too wild with her tongue, slinking it into his maw and writhing it about his. He was happy to reciprocate, sparring with her moist mouth muscle and wrapping his muscular arms around her. He jutted his penis through the gap between her thighs. She closed her legs around it immediately, hugging it to her swampy flower and dousing it with her heat.

They made out noisily, complete with hissing breaths through the nose and wet schlocks of the tongue. Ame humped against his dick, making herself even hotter. With her body pressed against his she could truly marvel at how solid he was. Her bosom flattened against his chest, bringing their heartbeats within inches of each other's. He honked her ass and her tail flourished. Her shoes were kicked off so that she could more easily pull them out of the shorts. She kicked her legs up and wrapped them around his trunk while her arms did the same to his neck. He supported all of her weight. She felt like a feather in his arms.

Lillard grabbed his penis and directed it to the gates of her chalice. She let out a shuddering sigh from that contact alone. Worse still was him sliding inside of her, scraping those sweet, velvet walls with his cock barbs until he was all the way to the gates of her womb. Those fat cunt lips quivered around the hilt of his rod, dousing his orbs with a serving of her juices. A loud moan echoed between the hollows of their mouths, originating from hers.

Lillard let out his own moan before he went to work fucking her. He drew his hips back and pulled on her hips so that he could follow through with a deep, heavy thrust. His balls came swinging forward, slapping against the underside of her ass with a meaty plap! Louder still was Ame's cry of joy. Her mouth, wreathed in slabber, pulled away in the shape of a gaping O. Her head swooned backwards. The tip of her tail whacked against the wall behind her with each wag. It began going up and down upon Lillard continuing to fuck her, something he did with power and vigor. His pillar would slide out to the head before crashing to her depths. The flesh of her ass wobbled dramatically with each impact. Flecks of her pussy juices would fly off his balls, speckling the wall behind her and the floor below.

Ame wailed loudly, screaming Lillard's name and begging for more. Her speech melted into something incoherent once she felt her first orgasm as a woman coming on. It thundered forward with devastating speed, crashing headlong into her loins and making her entire body spasm. Her back was thrown into an arch while her head lurched backwards. The walls gripping Lillard's cock tightened something fierce, milking the both of them for every ounce of pleasure she could produce.

There was a lot, forcing her to scream loudly. "HUUUUUEEEEEEUUUUUGGGHHHHHHHUUUUUUuuuuuuhhhhhhhh~~~!!!" From her tightly locked cunt oozed a thickish clot of cum. It slicked across Lillard's penis which he still thrusted into her, prolonging her orgasm for as far as it would go. That white nectar coagulated into a gooey ring around his hilt.

He was not done with her. He kept fucking until her second climax struck her, creating another round of quakes and screams. More of that delectable gold was lathered on his cock. At last he felt his own climax on the approach. He was able to maintain his tempo until his countenance broke into a snarl.

"Hrrrrnnnnnnnnngggghhhhhhhhh~~~!!!" He shot her one last thrust, clenching his rocky glutes and dimpling them so that he was at the gate of her womb. Ropes of seed shot from his pinnacle and flooded her cavity, eventually spurting out from where their throbbing organs were combined and letting out a gross bubbling sound. Ame met him with another climax, one that dwarfed the two previous thanks to his fruitful addition.

The two of them spent some time locked together, panting loudly, sweating in the hot afterglow of their orgasms. Lillard's leg muscles were sore. It took some effort pulling Ame off of him and putting her back on her feet. The moment his limp penis drooped from her pussy it was followed by an ungodly slag of white ichor that plopped onto the floor below. Ame had to stumble backwards into the wall to hold herself up. Her legs were like rubber. She could feel the warmth of his seed slithering out of her, making her booty muscles quiver. Her mind was in a stupor. She hardly knew where she was or how she got there.

"Well..." huffed Lillard. He stood upright and rolled his shoulders. "I thought that was just capital. I think you enjoyed it too, didn't you?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," groaned Ame. "Yeah... I did. Huhhhh..." She looked down and marveled at the long strand of molten ivory that connected her ravaged, glistening pussy to the floor. It was simultaneously the most revolting and beautiful thing she had ever seen. Satisfaction radiated throughout her entire body and yet there still demanded the urge to be bred.

Before she could ask for a second round Lillard was headed to the opposite wall where he had dumped his clothes. Ame could admire his broad, muscular back and his rocky glutes before he picked his underwear up and put them on. "Well, I think that's the end of your sexual shortcomings," Lillard said while putting on the bottom of his scrubs. "Come back any time and I'll give you your manhood back. We can now, if you want."

Ame's two fingers were in her pussy, sloshing some of the cum around. The horny had not left, and was burning brighter than ever. "Y-y-yeah... OK. Um... I think I'll stay like this for now..." Her other paw drifted up her torso and cupped one breast. The nipple was so terribly sensitive that it made her hiss through her teeth.

Lillard nodded. "I see you're enjoying that body. Keep it for as long as you'd like."

"Yeah, thanks doc..."

"Don't mention it." He flicked his white coat over his shoulders and adjusted it like nothing had happened. "You take care, now." And then, just like that, he left her.

Ame was still against the wall, naked, Lillard's cum dribbling from her pussy. She swirled her two fingers around the clit, making herself jitter and gasp, but it wasn't enough. The fire burning inside of her could not be quenched by anything that wasn't a man's seed. With Lillard gone, she would have to find a source elsewhere.

Without bothering to clean the abominable mess between her thighs she ran over to her clothes and put them on. Her T-shirt was stretched thin over the mighty swell of her tits; her nipples bled through it like a pair of studs. Without a bra they sagged into their natural shape and would invite all sorts of attention. That was good. She would need it. Putting on her shorts and underwear felt odd without the presence of a penis. The space in front of her crotch felt was a conspicuous void, filled partly by the bodily fluids still making their way out of her cunt. Most of what Lillard had supplied was gone. Now it was her fuming arousal that darkened the front of her crotch like she had forgotten to flick in front of the urinal.

She speedwalked out of there and into the doctor's hallway. Before she made it back into the waiting room she passed the impala nurse from earlier. She was behind her desk and happened to look up when Ame came by. The two women made eye contact. Ame expected a look of shock or a gasp, but instead got a smile and a wink. Apparently, I'm not the first guy this has happened to. As a matter of fact, Ame vaguely remembered there being a male impala that worked at this office last time he was here.

None of that mattered. Ame was on a mission. She burst into the waiting room, startling several people who had arrived since. They watched her charge out of there, breasts and ass bouncing, bringing with her the unmistakable aroma of sex. At the parking lot she climbed into her car. Where to go now? So many places went through her head. The park? The gym? The coffee shop? Where could she find a hunky man to fuck her brains out and quell this destructive arousal? She jammed the keys into the ignition and twisted it, bringing the car to life. It screeched out of the parking lot bringing her to wherever she could get first.

She happened upon the coffee shop where she was a regular. Her paw was on her crotch the entire drive there, groping at her flower and sloshing around the juices that bled from it. She parked at the curb and came storming towards the coffee shop. She burst inside, ringing the entry bell and startling a few folk. The people she knew recognized her fur patterns, but did not register her as Ame thanks to her new buxom appearance. They assumed that it was a sibling or cousin of hers and went back to their coffees.

Among them was a tall, strapping gray wolf named Buck. He sat at one of the center tables, consuming a huge amount of space with his broad, muscular shoulders and cannon-sized arms. The mug of coffee he sipped from looked tiny in his giant paw. He wore a muted red T-shirt that clung to the contours of his trunk tightly. He was a regular like Ame who, like Lillard, Ame secretly had a crush on. It was too bad Buck was straight, preventing Ame from ever hitting on him. After recent events, however, the playing field had changed.

Ame came up to him at a brisk speed walk. By the time he spotted her she was already standing in front of his table, smiling brightly, tail wagging, paws clasped in front of her crotch. Before he could look at her face he was drawn to her braless tits and the contours of her thighs and ass. Like everyone else had, he assumed she was related to Ame. He smiled up at the pretty she wolf.

"High there!" he said in a cheery voice. "Can I help you?"

"As a matter of fact, you can," she said. "You're really hot."

Buck blinked. "Oh, well thank you. Um, you're awfully gorgeous yourself."

"Thanks. You wanna fuck?"

Again, Buck could do nothing but blink. His coffee almost plummeted from his fingers. His thick Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he gulped. "I'm sorry?" he croaked.

She leaned in closer and kept her voice hushed. It was a good thing the coffee shop was crowded with so many conversations chattering at once. "I said, you wanna fuck?"

"I-" Buck shook his head out of shock. "I mean... Sure, but I don't-"

"Great!" She grabbed his wrist, made him put the coffee down, and pulled him out of his chair. "Follow me."

Buck was dragged towards the bathroom, hardly able to comprehend what was happening. He looked around to see a few people watching his helpless journey into the men's room. There was a single toilet inside. Ame was able to lock the door behind them, forbidding any intrusions. Buck stood at the center of the room, unsure of what to do or say. It had always been a dream of his to be ambushed like this, but now that it was actually happening he was completely frozen.

"So, you're not gonna be-" He was cut off by Ame spinning around and flying into his arms. Her limbs wrapped around him, clasping over his back and neck. In an instant their lips were locked. Her pussy grinded on his crotch where she could feel the mild density of his cock. Buck's eyes went round for a moment before he got himself together and grabbed her ass. He returned her wild kiss, lashing his tongue against hers while he dry humped her crotch. Ame slid one paw down between them so that she could unbutton his jeans and open the fly. She reached down and found his penis, already out of its sheath, hot and ready for her insides. It came out with a soft tug. With just her fingers wrapped around its shaft she could tell that he was massive. The knot was incredible. No doubt it would explode into something gargantuan when he came.

Ame humped against it until it was hard. Her fly came undone so that she could pull it down to her thighs, revealing her savage cunt. The flap of her boxers were pried open so that she could guide Buck's massive pecker inside. Their organs collided, and with just a single jimmy and thrust he was inside her.

The two of them let out a long sigh. Her grip was white hot, making him shudder. She vibrated in his arms. Her ass came down to the knot before she brought herself up and started to ride him. He made sure to put in his own effort, thrusting hard and pulling her down by her ass which smacked on his knot rudely.

Plap plap plap plap plap!

There was hardly any coordination between the two, a case of wham-bam-thank you ma'am if there ever was one. Buck snorted and huffed while Ame wailed her delight. The thick, steely sinews that lined Buck's forearms bulged and flexed with each pull on her bottom. The doughy flesh of her ass and thighs rebounded off his hips. Her juices came flying off his knot and balls as droplets that constellated the bathroom floor. More of it came sloughing out of her upon her orgasm, the fourth of the day, one that sent her wails into a shrill caterwaul.

Buck didn't last much longer than that. With one final heave he bared his fangs and let out a loud grunt. A load heavier than even what Lillard had given spewed through her womanhood. The deluge was held back by the sudden and violent burst of his knot just inside of her vulva. Her pussy lips bulged around it into a grotusque globe of distended cunny. It triggered yet another climax of hers, one that had her spine thrown into an arch with her jaw gaping wide so that she could scream.

Buck was totally spent in just one go. In spite of his great athleticism he had to back pedal towards the toilet so that he could sit down and catch his breath. His heart felt like it was ready to explode. He was light headed. It felt like a dozen rubber bands had been put around his knot, her pussy was so tight around it.

Ame adored it. Having his seed locked inside of her by that bulbous boulder of swollen cock muscle was a kind of satisfaction she hadn't experienced before, let alone when she was still a man. She squirmed in Buck's lap and fingered the bulge in her pussy.

"Mmmmmmm, that was incredible~ Thank you so much."

Buck's eyes fluttered open. He wiped his lips with the back of his wrist. "Ahh... Yeah... You're welcome, and thank you. Holy shit... That was awesome."

"Mmmmm, it sure was. I'm glad you liked it." She gave him a smooch on the cheek. "Now let's get this thing out of me, shall we?"

Before he could stop her, Ame twisted in his lap so that the length of her opening matched the breadth of his knot. It took some pulling and some grunting, but she was able to pry herself off with a nasty pop! What it uncorked was a load of hot wolf cum that glopped out of her boxers and into her shorts, ran down one leg, then made an audible plop on the floor between her legs. The absence of his knot in her pussy, though it had been there only briefly, was a tremendous void.

Ame shivered where she stood. "Whew... You made as much as I thought you would. I love it~"

Buck was sitting on the toilet. His triumphant penis stood out of his lap, marinated in their combined sex product. It leered to one side, seemingly as dumbfounded as he. "Yeah... I'm glad. I think... I think I'm gonna chill here for a while. Damn."

Ame giggled. "Take all the time you need, Buck. I'll see you around." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek again before causally pulling up her ruined shorts. His nut was draining down her thigh and calf, into her sock. She absentmindedly wiped most of it off with a paper towel, then waltzed out of the bathroom, leaving her flummoxed lover to wonder how she knew his name.

Ame was back in the coffee shop. Surrounding her was an arena of shocked faces. Some of them went back to their coffee and pretended like nothing happened. Others gave her smirks and blushed. A few gave her an angry stare. She didn't care, not even close. Her head was held high as she strutted out of there, her ass and tail wagging behind her. The entry bell rang when she opened it and stepped outside into the blaring sun. She took a deep breath of clean, summer air. It was a beautiful day, one perfect for taking a walk in. Her proud strut continued down the street. Hopefully she would run into someone else who would fuck her brains out.

THE END