No Guarantees Necessary
A Jaguar tries out his new toy and get smore than he bargained for but exactly what he wanted.
Kyle stroked the outside of the tube as he failed to give his full attention to the movie playing a few feet away. He could feel the way his skin tingled as it swelled with blood. It was much nicer than he'd anticipated, he thought it'd feel like a bruise but he was pleasantly surprised when he felt the vacuum seal to him. It just pulled and sucked on him, bloating him little by little while the pump beside him whirred subtly. He glanced over at the device with the words "Synergist Technologies" glistening in the light of the TV screen.
It was actually hard to think of it as a pump. It looked more like an oversized cable box with tubes rather than wires hanging out of it. That and a few more buttons and knobs littering the surface. The feline smiled at the thought, he read somewhere that to get the most out of those things you needed to use them regularly, and leaving it somewhere out in the open was definitely the best way to remind himself. He had a way of putting things off, even something as nice and tingly as this.
He was really aching to feel his flesh as the body-warmed glass around it grew tighter. He rocked his hips back and forth like he might get a little relief from the gentle sucking as his pump whirred and sighed to keep an even amount of pressure on him while he groaned to relieve himself. Even with the unfortunate denial, he was getting much more out of the setup than he'd ever hoped.
It wasn't cheap but for the indulgent jaguar it was better to splurge on the best than scrimp on something sub par. He moved his paws away from the glass and to his plush belly instead, lifting his shirt to reveal his cream belly and the rosettes creeping toward it. He was a big cat in most ways but he was always a little dissatisfied with his maleness. Not tiny of course. He was average really. But that was the problem. He was average. He was horribly and unequivocally average.
He was the kind of guy who cooked and no one left hungry, who would clear his whole schedule just to make sure he could play his games uninterrupted. So when he looked down at something so unremarkable he just wanted to change it. So he looked into it and found just the device.
He'd even gone as far to buy the whole set to make sure he got the most for his investment. So he was at step one, looking down at the smooth clear tube and his swollen cock finally starting to fill it up. He could feel the pressure against the walls as his head tried to catch up to the rest of his length. In just a couple hours he'd gotten so thick and he was growing longer too. He couldn't wait to feel his tip press against the far end of his heated cylinder. And so he turned his head back to his movie to pass the time.
The screen flickered and flashed with a fun sci-fi thriller. The big climactic battle scene was coming and it finally distracted Kyle from the way the pressure seemed to suck the precum right out of him. It kept his cock nice and smooth as he slid deeper into his tube. He sighed deeply as the scene finally ended, the hero making a painfully bad but genuinely heart felt comment about something or other and the pump finally let up, his cock filling too much of the tube to keep going any further.
He watched as his shaft throbbed eagerly to get free, the pressure starting to fade as he switched the device completely off. Once it released him he could feel his precum wash over his balls, soaking them in heat and that gooey wetness that was always so nice. He lingered a moment, letting the precum drain a moment longer, making a beautifully sloppy puddle between his legs before he tried to remove the tube.
He winced at his tender cock as the soft seal tugged more than he expected around his new thickness. The jaguar tried more gingerly again, watching his wet tool spill out until it flopped messily into the puddle splashing more heat against his thighs. He was huge. A longer, fatter cock than he knew what to do with laid half hard on the couch, wallowing in his pre. His body shivered a bit as he reached down for it and found a unique and unfamiliar feeling in his own meat.
It felt spongier somehow, softer around the swollen surface but when he squeezed, and squeeze he did, it felt solid. It was like he had an erection in the middle of his softness. It was excellent; brand new and all his. He stroked slowly, milking his length to clean out the last drops of pre, a nice film of it making it all to easy to rub up the length then peel back his foreskin to see the head. Ruddier and much bigger than usual. Firm and yet still so slick and warm. His whole cock was hotter than he remembered. Then again it was full of more blood than it was used to. He fondled himself proudly, swinging the half limp cudgel to get used to its new size.
Gradually it grew even further, commanding the full size of that tube again as his pride sunk right into it. He marveled as he could no longer fit his quite large paw around it, the thing having grown much thicker than his wrist and stretching out just a few inches short of his knee. It was a monster and he promised himself he'd never let it shrink again. This was too much fun. But as much as he wanted to, he just didn't have the time to test how a real go at it felt. The hour was getting obscene and he had to get some rest.
He looked around the room, the packaging of his now favourite toy scattered about along with few more chambers waiting to help grow even bigger, then it hit him. It would be easier to suffer the teasing if he were asleep. Plus he could keep his growth up when he was literally doing nothing else. So he stood, gathering his discrete pump and making a less wholehearted promise to clean the musk of precum out of the couch in the morning, before looking over his other chambers.
He'd purchased a daunting set of five, each one bigger than the last, as it should be, and one looking very alien. It was huge. he guessed that it would reach his chest when it was on, his belly notwithstanding. Most strangely, it was a cylinder like the others but instead of being perfectly round it had three bulges protruding outward, like massive water droplets. One on one side then two on the other like some sort of pseudo-organic triangle. They all grew toward the far end of the tube and bulged out making it look like some macguffin from the movie he just watched and then it dawned on him.
The bowls underneath were for his balls. It was designed for maximum growth, he could fit his whole crotch into it and even when he would fill the cylinder itself he still had room to grow. That would be his late night tube. It would make sure he always had space to keep growing and it would keep his balls from falling behind. Greedily he snatched his new bedfellow and hurried off to bed, setting up his pump on the night stand while he stripped off his shirt entirely leaving his plump spotted body completely naked. He smiled in the mirror as he lifted his paunch admiring his new hanging size stopping himself before the size queen in him started getting hard.
Kyle tossed his plush rump onto the side of the bed, sinking in just enough to be comfy as he connected the hoses and tubes. He grasped the fat tube tenderly, wiping his precum around the mouth of it to make sure it had a smooth lube before it sealed to his body, the cool glass a reprieve from the heat of his own skin. Slowly he felt his balls tumbling against his cock until he pulled the lip against his crotch and smiled. He gave his bits a good shake, working them around until they settled in their place and looked back to the pump.
It had a few knobs on it but he didn't want to put too much pressure on himself when he wouldn't be awake to release it if it started to go wrong but after studying the settings he finally came across a button marked "Good Night". If nothing else it was auspicious and he couldn't pass up the opportunity for a setting that promised a fair sleep so he flicked on the device and pressed the new button, moaning as the tube started to suck on his meat.
The feeling of heat rushing into his cock as the tight seal started to feel like a set of firm lips drawing out his precum was nice but not really relaxing so he shut his eyes and tried to focus on anything but the pressure around his cock or the tingling sensation as it started to stretch him out again. He counted clouds as he always did when he suffered insomnia and soon enough the suction evened out and he drifted off to a dream.
The device kept working on him though, gradually adding more pressure as he slept, sucking then releasing over and over. The minutes passed in that breath-like rhythm, pumping his cock deeper and deeper into the tube and as hours passed the pressure ramped up. The cock dominated more of the warming glass, throbbing defiantly while he snored.
It turned his dreams sexual, the feeling of mouths sucking on his maleness, praising his incredible size while the pump sucked out more and more of his precum, lubing itself eagerly with his smooth heat. The protruding globes filled quickly with his clear pleasure while the pump sucked harder. Soon the juices had nowhere to go but into the machine itself. Luckily it was designed for just such an occasion.
It whirred quietly separating the moisture into a fine musky mist, spraying it into the air to exacerbate Kyle's wet dreams. Soon the air was like a dense fog, filled with precum and musk and lust until morning finally shined through the window.
The Jaguar roused reluctantly as the sun glinted across his face. He didn't want to leave the tight hole wrapped around his cock or the great sucking his balls were enjoying in his dream. Much to his joy though he was getting sucked and surrounded very much for real. The feline glanced down and gasped at the monstrosity awaiting him. He'd packed every last bit of space in the tube. His skin flush with the smooth walls and his cock head blunted against the wall.
That deep breath filled him with the thick, swampy air and he couldn't help himself, his hips were thrusting into the tight, alternating sucks without his consent. He tried desperately to suck the curious device that had grown his cock to obscene proportions and he wasn't going to be satisfied until he got his nuts off.
The machine seemed to sense this, turning up the pressure just enough that the motor vibrated down the hose connecting him and the machine, sucking firmly, kept working his body for more of his juices and heat. He growled deeply, tossing his hips, sending the maul of a tube around as he desperately tried to cum, whining and thrusting until at long last he roared with pleasure, his body gushing with thick seed. His hot cream exploded into the chamber, hiding his swollen meat from view as he sprayed it into the device.
It chugged for a moment before it finally spat out the tubes connecting him and it loosing cum all over his bed, soaking the sheets in his climax, a night of pent up pleasure and expansion finally releasing all over him. But he kept cumming and cumming, so much that the little vent couldn't handle it and the pressure built again but pushing the other way, until the tube popped off in a brilliant nova of seed. It rolled to the floor, spilling a river of his white batter along behind it as he finished loosing his load. oozing into his lap as his cock went half limp.
Panting and heaving with his incredible wake up call, Kyle looked down to admire his new size, watching his hood head throb gently below his knees, nearly full size despite being so soft and his balls the size of cantaloupes pulsing with tender readiness. He didn't know how he was going to get dressed with his junk like that. He had no clothes that would fit it. The back of his mind whispered that he should just go naked and he wanted to indulge the thought but he really had no choice in finding something to cover up.
Did he still have that kilt from his sister's wedding? It had to be somewhere. That would do it, and supposedly the swelling would go down some over time. Of course this kind of swelling could take days... Of course that would never happen. Who would turn down an eight hour blow job every night? Not this kitty.