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The people at the local candy factory, were in a bit of worry. A key component of the factory had broken down, halting any and all production of the various candies it made, such as one particular multi-colored sweet known as Skittles! But one the workers, having a "Friend" pitched an idea to the managers of the factory. Whom, after consideration, agreed to the idea. That afternoon, a new "Help wanted!" sign was posted outside, leaving the factory employee's with held breath...

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Danny had noticed the sign yesterday. Sighing as he didn't really like the idea of working at a place like this. One that dealt with refined sugars, being how he was a bit of a health-nut and kept himself well groomed for a work-horse, and a rather attractive palamino at that, with the oddity of having a black tail, where-as his mane was the usual coloration. He made a point of staying away from a place like this, and it's excessively sweet products.

Danny debated and hesitated indecisively, before a employee of the factory, coming in for work, spotted and inquired if he was interested in a position at the place. Danny voiced his hesitant affirmation, where-upon the worker took his arm and hauled the reluctant young stallion inside. "Fretted out here forever, if you didn't get some initiative from somebody I'd bet. Now, wouldn'tcha?"

Danny could only reluctantly nod, sighing as he was lead inside, not noticing the cloaked figure that smiled and watched him from a high window. "He'll do quite nicely..."

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A half-hour later, Danny was finished with signing papers, surprised with the speed being used to get him to and meet a manager. Which turned out to be brief, with the manager simply asking him: Did he mind physical work? No. Was he alright with possibly long hours of work, with potential for overtime and hazard pay, as well as health insurance provided by the factory management? Yes. Would he be willing to get straight to work? Of course.

So, he was left in the office, alone. A few minutes later, a lithe and pretty brown-haired human woman came in, giving him a friendly smile and offered him a drink and something to eat. Even a free sample of skittles, a "Bad batch" she'd said, that'd ended up coming out without the color because of a brief mechanical error.

He accepted it all, eating and drinking, then taking the package of skittles, and without hesitation or debate of the "Mechanical error" began chomping down the sweet items with rare and unusually greater-then-normal enjoyment. He tugged at his collar as the office seemed be hotter then usual.

The secretary returned, asking him to follow her to the work-floor. As he followed, his clothing began feeling more and more constricting, particuarly around his ample equine endowments. When he got to the place he would be to work, it was find the place a bit forlorn and sad seeming, wittout the main machine running, the one that made the various flavored candies.

Danny was immediately put to work, however he began get more and more uncomfortable as time went on. He even noticed one or two of his new-found co-workers glancing at him, watching him even. Well, he couldn't blame them, he seemed to be the only stallion in this place, despite the diversity of other fur's and humanoid's here.

With a grunt of frustration, he removes his sweat drenched shirt. Draping it across a nearby railing, not noticing a small group of individuals exchange money, then again as they watched him.

"Hey buddy, that's some wood your sportin' there! You enjoy physical labor that much?" Danny blinked and turned to look a mature female feline, then registering what she said, looked down.

Danny blushes fiercely, seeing his pants straining with his equine erection. Surprising him, giving the fact he wore a unique device, that inhibited his processing the smell of a aroused female and responding thus. He then groans as, suddenly aware of his own arousal, his pants were seemingly overly confining, uncomfortable, painful even!

Gasping desperately, he began struggling with his pants, then with a sound of frustration, simply rips them open and dropped them, boxers too, onto the ground. Causing a loud sighing groan of relief. He peers down at himself, gasping again, this time in shock and amazement, totally distracted from the other workers raptly watching him.

His scrotum had grown! Double it's normal size, while his shaft had bulged, his erection impressively grown a full fifth his prior size, only to halt at that. His testicules however, did NOT remain that size, throbbing and pulsating to his increasing heartbeat.

So Danny was soon gasping and panting, his gut gurgling and churning audibly, making him clutch at it with a startled look at it. Shudering and crying out, each lurch of his gut sent a jolt of pleasure threw his loins. Soon leaving Danny knelt on the ground, humping the air with a needy whimper. Only to give up trying sooth his aching gut, and began stroking his erection and fondling his throbbing and increasingly more weighty balls.

The stallion gasped and moans, his discomfort gone moment he began his pawing and fondling, soon becoming lost to the growth of his ballsac, as the orbs within pulse and throb into ever increasing dimensions! Once they reached size of a pair of beanbag chairs in size, he began to squeal and cry out, the urge to relieve a sudden and maddeningly intense lust, had him soon beating off right then and there, utterly oblivious to the onlookers to his spectacle of induced lust and pleasure.

He didn't even notice when a funnel-like object was placed upon his equine phallus, already beginning to flare with the impending climax he was eagerly stroking for. So determined and distracted with beating off his raging erection, he only finally notices when gave a gasp in appreciation and enjoyment when a sudden suction sealed the tip around his shaft. Further stimulating and enticing him towards his peak.

Unnoticed in his desperate bid for relief, he didn't notice a myriad and impossible to count number of small bumps that formed along the tautly stretched hide of his groin. All he was caring about, was that one goal, that one need burning threw his body with a near uncomfortable pain. And finally, he achieved it.

With a last grunt, Danny threw back his head and gave a stallion-scream of pleasure, his balls lurched upwards and thumped back upon the floor solidly. A moment later a easily heard gurgling and gushing sound came, his balls rapidly began deflating as his orgasms results gushed and spewed into the suction of the hose attached to his erection, taking every bit he had to offer. Only stopping when he slumped backwards, with a exhausted groan, the funnel popping loose and allowing a final, thick, sticky gush of fluid to splatter across his chest and partly in his mouth, making him gag on the unexpected substance.

"Pfft-Pah! Wha'?! What the fuck?!" Danny spit out his mouthful, staring at a large palmful of... Skittles. The same, colorless kind he'd just ate earlier, no more then three hours past.

Looking up at a sudden clapping, he flushed find many the workers applauding his show, many grinning or giving playful jeers, wolf-whistles and cat-calls at the young stud. But, they all went back to work, leaving only the cloaked figure standing there, still calmly clapping with a pleased smile. "Congratulations. You made quite a batch just now. Better then I'd of personally hoped, when they hired me to cause this."

Danny blushes, looking at the figure, then down at his balls, surprised notice they had stopped shrinking at the size of melons, sedately throbbing between his thighs. "So... This was a one-time-only thing?" Danny blinks when the figure laughed, pulling back her hood and grinning at him with sharp canines, fangs really. "Once? Sorry handsome... Your contracted for more then just a measly few thousand of those little sweet treats."

With a smirk the female sauntered over, then leaned down to chuckle at him, raising a brow. "Hey, at least it's fun work, don'tcha agree Danny?"

Danny just blinks up at her, then feeling another soft and now familiar pulsation, couldn't help a silly grin, before laughing and cracking a horrible pun. "Well, guess people are really gunna get to "Taste the rainbow" now!"