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Clothing Issues

By CimmaronSpirit11

Special Thanks to: Kaji_Ryuujin

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**WARNING: This story contains, and I quote: cock vore, cock growth, excessive cum, gay situations, oral sex, all males and SCIENCE!! If any of these things bother you, or you under the legal age in your area of 18 or 21, please turn around now. Otherwise, enjoy! End quote.**

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Finding clothing for furries was always a bit of a problem. Besides the fact that most already had fur (hence the name) or scales that were already good enough for blocking out the elements, then there were the problems that having multiple additional limbs that humans didn't have. The tail was a case in point. Most times, the pants had an indent to allow the tail to go free, which then was buckled up to keep the pants up, or else pants would just be worn a bit lower than usual though that occasionally got uncomfortable. Wings were another problem, as it was important to make sure that they could still be used, even if through multiple layers of shirts and jackets.

Of course, at the same time, furries got away with what could be indecency if it was a human who did it. For most, it came down to a simple rule: as long as the genitals, behind and, in the case of women, breasts were covered, all was good.

Kaji was a case in point. Of mixed dragon and wolf heritage, the six foot four hybrid had both the tail and the wings, though the thick black fur that coated his body, with only a grey chest and stomach to break up the color, was enough to protect him from the weather. All Kaji would wear normally was a short, small vest, usually in a green/grey/brown/tan camouflaged color that allowed his wings the ability to lift their master up if the urge to fly hit him. That, and a pair of dark green boxer briefs to cover his junk, though, with the sheer size the draolf possessed, left nothing to the imagination. After all, having a cock almost a third of your own size, not to mention two soccer "balls" was, by default, hard to conceal.

And that was a problem. If you wanted to do anything with humans, you needed to, well, "hide" those extra parts of you. And as a CEO of Kaji's Renewal of Urban and Suburbian Housing Ltd., or KRUSH, one of the best demolition and reconstruction companies in the state, dealing with humans was part of the job.

So, when Kaji heard of a new "Huge and Massive" store being opened, he thought that finding out what they had to offer was a good idea. It was even a short walk away from his company, which made it all the better.

Walking down the street, the need for such clothing was very noticeable. While half of those he walked by was similarly dressed furries, many of whom, both male and female, gave approving glances and even a few catcalls, the humans that went by were both repelled, horrified, and, in a few cases, kind of attracted and curious. The humans that were into the furries, however, had a hard time of it, like homosexuals before the 21st century.

Kaji walked up to the store, called Le Chateau Cimma. It was a rather fancy boutique; framed by expensive woods was gold and silver, which shimmered in the glare provided by the beautiful light ornaments, while with a door two stories tall for those macro's who would need the services of this store.

The black draolf smiled, and pushed open the door. However, he was surprised to not see another customer in the store, only a brown colored, black maned, stallion of similar stature to Kaji, only dressed in an expensive black silk suit, with a light blue tie and handkerchief in the pocket, compared to the draolf's rather pedestrian clothing.

"Ahh! Welcome!" the horse exclaimed, with a French accent that fit in all too well this place, as well as a small mustache that would make any Frenchman proud. "I am M. Esprit, and you are our first customer! Please, come in!"

Kaji walked in, his paws sinking into the rich carpet that covered the floor. "Well, you run a nice shop, I must admit."

The store owner looked back to his customer. "And, I presume that is why you are here, monsieur?"

The draolf nodded. "I could use some, well... more discreet clothing."

M. Esprit looked over Kaji. "Oui! Mon Dieu! You are simply massive! That will not do at all!" he exclaimed, making Kaji blush. "Do you want full suits, or just pants? Shorts?"

"Cargo shorts would be good," the draolf replied. "Camo, green and brown, please?"

The equine nodded, then dashed off, searching through the racks and piles of clothes for something to fit his customer. Kaji followed the horse, and was surprised just how big the store was, and how much stock was available, as well as the quality.

"Where do you get your stock?" Kaji asked as the equine as he searched through the forth pile of increasingly larger shorts.

"As a subsidiary of CIMIndustries, we have the vast supply network at their disposal," the horse replied, holding up a pair of shorts that was very much too small, which he absent mindedly tossed behind him. "All of our products are manufactured in an alternate universe, where the labor and materials are insanely cheap, costing peanuts! Literally!"

Kaji paused, as he noticed the price tag on the clothing. "But it still says this is over three billion dollars..."

M. Esprit shrugged as he pulled out another pair of shorts, this time much larger than Kaji. "Multi-verse shipping is still a problem. That, and inflation, which, I will remind you, is absolutely the fault of the collapse of thirteen former competitors of CIMIndustries and the destabilization of the G-20 nation's economies. Nothing else was responsible for that."

Kaji shrugged. His last paycheck was for seventeen trillion dollars...

"Ah-ha!" The horse cried out, pulling out a pair of a moderately sized pair of camouflaged cargo shorts, the front of which was very slimming indeed.

Kaji took them from M. Esprit, and held them up. "Yeah, these will fit my hips... but what about my..."

The stallion smiled. "Ah... well that is a very special pair. Thanks to advanced technologies worked out at CIMLabs, these shorts present a breakthrough in Augmented Penile Repression, or AugPenRep! Basically, wearing these shorts will make your groin rather "normal" to discerning eyes! Try it!"

Kaji looked at the shorts again and took them from the excitable stallion, before at last shrugging. "Alright... do you have a change room?"

M. Esprit grinned. "Why bother? If you like them, you can wear them out the store!"

Kaji blushed again, before turning around and slipping the camo shorts over his paws, and up his decently muscular legs, and up over his hips and his groin...

As he did up the button, he was already amazed at the fact that, while still feeling comfortable, his cock and balls were visibly smaller on the outside, as if Kaji suddenly didn't have a two foot long shaft and testicles to match.

Kaji looked down in shock, and back over to the store owner, dazed by what he saw. "That... is..."

"...seven billion, eight hundred seventy two million, three hundred sixteen thousand, six hundred fifty six dollars and three peanuts," M. Esprit grinned, holding out the debit machine.

Kaji reached into his vest pocket and pulled out his card, and swiped it into the machine. "Man, inflation is just terrible now..."

"And is no responsibility of CIMIndustries or its subsidiaries," M. Esprit reminded Kaji in the most serious face he could muster.

The draolf smiled, and after exchanging pleasantries, walked out the door of the store and back to his office.

On the way back to his office, he noticed that most of the furries that went by were actually slightly disappointed that the tall draolf wasn't exactly packing (from what they could see), while the humans were, for the most point, civil to him. What a surprise a pair of pants could do...

As Kaji walked into his office building, he began to feel a bit off. It was a rather weird feeling, like his balls were, well, empty, and his cock was, well... hard. And wiggling around, as if it was impatient. After the draolf got in the elevator alone, he glanced down, and noticed that, despite what his body was going through, not a trace of it was visible in his pants.

"Working as advertised," grinned Kaji, as the elevator door chimed open. He walked into his destruction-reconstruction firm, past the effeminate girly boi Shiba Inu secretary, wearing a rather short t-shirt and a partial skirt, which only made the lithe male even more of a girl than he acted.

"Randy, send Vick to my office," Kaji stated as he walked by.

"Of course, Mr. Kaji," the canine replied in a very high pitched voice.

Kaji walked into his office, and undid the button to his new pants. That alone caused his cock to stiffen, making the draolf moan and shudder. He needed to get off... fast.

Vick, a young otter in a collared shirt and black jeans arrived just moments after Kaji arrived. The draolf turned the window shades, hiding everything from inside his office to the larger work space.

"Under the desk. Now." Kaji ordered, which made the otter scramble to his place under the massive wooden desk, pulling off his dress shirt as he did so, tossing it under the desk as he climbed under. The draolf grinned, before assuming his spot in his chair. Finding an intern that could deal with these moments was perhaps the best aquistion his company made. The skilled, webbed paws of the otter got to work quickly, releasing the massive beast constrained by his new shorts, and then out of the undergarments that normally would have contained them.

The draolf's massive member was already rock hard, drooling pre which the horny otter lapped up almost as soon as it was produced. The boss shuffled in his chair, allowing his rather disproportionate testicles freedom as well, and allowing the intern to massage them as he lavished praise on the pillar of flesh in front of him.

Vick grinned, enjoying both the fact that he was sucking off his hot, well hung boss, which caused his own, much smaller cock to spring forth. The mustelid pulled down his own pants to allow himself access to his own shaft as he pleasured Kaji's.

Kaji sighed softly, his eyes rolling back in his head from the pleasure his genitals was receiving. He normally was much more composed than this, but this time his shaft felt more sensitive, and he was rather hornier than usual.

The knock on the door came as unpleasant surprise, snapping the draolf out of his sexual daze as his foreman, a large, well-built husky by the name of Zane, who was also starting to sport a gut that wasn't all food or laziness, but also from years of hard work. Kaji wouldn't have wanted to go toe to toe with Zane, but he didn't need to get his way. He was rather oblivious at times, and wouldn't notice things until they literally pinned him down.

"Afternoon boss," he drawled, sitting himself across from the desk, inches away from the otter that was obliviously still caring for Kaji's nether region.

"What can I do for you Zane?" the draolf asked, leaning forward, inadvertently pushing his cock head straight into the muzzle of the otter, the slit stretching open and clamping down over the otter's mouth, much to Vick's surprise and Kaji's muted pleasure. He wasn't going to let Zane know he was getting a blow job, or... whatever the otter was doing now.

"Well, the project at Seventh and Aspen is going slower than expected due to the materials that were in the building..."

The otter was trying to pull his muzzle out of Kaji's urethral opening, but Vick couldn't do it. A momentary pause was all the draolf's cock needed before it sucked in the intern even more, the otter's head almost being completely swallowed by the insistent, hungry dick.

"If it was at all possible, I was wondering if we could get another man or two down there to help speed them along..."

With the head inside the hot, musky passageway, the intern's shoulders quickly approached the gapping opening. After a moment of struggle, the cock at last managed to get itself around the lanky shoulders of the mustelid, and the rate of otter entering Kaji's shaft increased.

"They are already a week behind schedule and at this rate it might take up to two or three more than that to finish..."

The slick, oily fur of the otter, so suited for swimming, made the cock's job of sucking in Vick so much easier. Inch after inch of brown and tan fur slipped past the opening, making Kaji's member bulge out almost double its normal size. The otter's arms were pinned to his side as the flat chest slipped in easily, followed by the abdominals.

"... if that's okay with you?" Zane asked, oblivious to what has happening.

A loud thump sounded out from beneath Kaji's desk, which startled Zane. "What was that?"

The otter was kicking, feeling even more of himself being pulled away to the musky depths of the draolf's genitals. Only Vick's lower body was visible now, the hard otter cock leaking as the otter, surrounded by the pure essence of his boss, thrust his hips to try to get himself off.

"Sorry, just my foot," Kaji lied, stiffening as the pleasure of feeling the large, wriggling mass in his shaft was almost too much to bear.

Zane shrugged and leaned back. "So, what do we do then?"

The otter finally did get release; a few long shots of pearly white seed soared from his cock and splattered on the floor and on the desk. With the haze of afterglow washing over him, not to mention the warm embrace that the draolf's famished member was offering, made Vick relax, and the hips of the otter, followed by the long tail and the feet of the mustelid, easily slipped in with a small slurp.

Kaji breathed out, making it seem like he was making a complicated decision rather than composing himself as his cock finished sucking up the intern that a moment ago was trying to suck him off, and was now being nestled into the stretched ballsac of the draolf. "I think we can move a few people from the barn demolition to the project downtown. That will get the one you're worried about back under control. The barn can wait a few days, I'm sure." A loud gurgle as the balls worked on digesting the intern could be heard, which made Kaji shudder again. He could feel his cock pushing against the other end of the desk and bending, meaning that the two foot long pole he normally sported had to be at least three and half feet, if not four now...

Zane nodded, and stood up. "That works. I can get those guys to get here by three to get some work done before the end of the day."

Kaji nodded, his body starting to shake from the overwhelming rush of testosterone flooding him, and he started panting heavily.

And, despite the meal his shaft just consumed, he still felt empty...

"Alright, if that's all," the oblivious husky announced, turning around, "I'll be goaaaAAAHHHHH!!!!"

The foreman crashed to the floor, pinned by the hungry, horny draolf, who's eyes were glazed over in lust.

"What the hell?" Zane cried, as he felt his broad paws being wrapped in warm, sticky flesh. "Kaji! What are you doing?"

The draolf growled, and with his sharp claws, he shredded Zane's shirt, pants and underwear, leaving the husky bare for his boss.

Zane tried to pull away, but the draolf's shaft was too strong, and was already pulling the portly canine deeper into the warm cave that already claimed an otter.

It was almost easier this time, with Kaji holding his meal down with a strength that he normally didn't possess, as his greedy member quickly worked up the legs and thighs of his most trusted worker.

"Kaji! Stop!" Zane panicked, feeling his lower body already wrapped in a massive cacoon of flesh and musk.

The draolf only groaned as his cock stretched wider than before to take in the much bigger husky. Despite his protests and the fear that gripped him, the husky's respectable 11 inches stood hard, but Zane was too confused and scared to deal with it. Kaji's insatiable member swallowed it anyway, and gurgled and slurped the hips and pudgy ass.

The draolf pushed the foreman's arms to the side, allowing his cock to get the husky into his shaft quicker.

As the inches and feet of the massive, bulging pole worked its way up Zane, the husky could only whimper and writhe in protest, which only made Kaji groan and urge the shaft to work harder.

"Kaji... please stop," the husky whimpered as his gut entered into the tight and warm embrace of the urethral passage.

"Can't... stop... must... AHHHHH!!!!" Kaji howled, the husky's feet pushing into the ball sac that already contained the gooey remains of the intern.

Zane's massive pecs, like concrete slabs he dealt with on a daily basis, were at last taken in, as were the shoulders, leaving only the head of the husky.

"Kaji..." the weakened, tired foreman whimpered.

But the draolf was too caught up in the lust, and used his hand to push the head of the foreman into his cock, which easily slipped close behind him.

Kaji panted, and reclined, feeling his balls inflate as his carnivorous cock pushed the large, 350 pound canine down into the waiting, stretching ballsac. The sac distended to almost the size of the draolf, but slowly, as the last struggles of the husky ended, it began to turn the husky into thick, potent cum.

The draolf panted, his shaft now as long as he was tall, along with the massive testicles that seemed more like mini blimps now was almost enough to render him immobile.

But his cock still demanded food... it was nowhere near sated. But he knew what to do. Kaji groaned as he pulled himself, along with the massive, drooling cock and balls to his desk, and reached for the phone, hitting a couple buttons on it.

"Mr. Kaji?" the effeminate voice of the secretary asked over the loudspeaker.

"Staff meeting, my office, now," he stated, panting as his cock released a massive wad of semen. "Everyone..."

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The boardroom was noticeably quiet compared to usual. Of course, only the heads of CIMLabs and Stallion Security and Finance were seated around it.

"What do you think the President will make of this?" Dr. Geist, the brown stallion in a lab coat asked his colleague, his German accent accenting his words.

The other brown haired stallion, in a well-designed pseudo-military uniform shrugged. "I don't know, but we did the best we could."

"As you did," a deep, mechanical voice filled the room, as the large screen on the wall flickered to life, though only to reveal a shape in shadows.

"Mr. President," they both replied.

"Give me a situation update," the menacing voice demanded.

"Uhh... yes sir," the scientist said, flipping open his note pad. "Apparently, a malfunction in the nanobots that made up our Augmented Penile Repression program reacted in an unexpected way with the subject, U1098192, aka 'Kaji.' Instead of repressing his rather augmented penile area, it actually leached off into his body due to his very high body heat, and scrambled their code. As these same nanobots were being used in our Sexually Latched Ether Region Regurgitation Projectile project, or SLERRP, they reverted back to their old programming. And, the result was... well, this."

A computerized grunt from the other end sent shivers down both the equine's spines. "What was the damage?"

The security officer spoke up. "Sir, it appears that, at first, nine individuals, all of different species, were... uhh... SLERRP'ed by the subject. After a distress call from someone in the building, our team was dispatched, and making use of the Tri-Dart Sedation Weapon, we managed to stop the subject. The transportation to our facility in Arizona was flawless, but the subject awoke sooner than inspected, and SLERRPed one of my men, as well as three of Dr. Geist's workers, before he was sedated again."

"What of the reformation process?" the President asked.

Dr. Geist flipped to another part of his notes. "We decided to use this opportunity to test different reformation systems on the thirteen victims. However, suffice to say that only one of the subjects was completely reformed with no physical and mental damages due to the process."

"Who was that?"

"The janitor."

The president coughed. "Interesting. What happened to the other twelve?"

"Well," the scientist started, "as it turns out, five of them are now literally 'semen creatures,' composed completely of cum from the subject. They are able to maintain and change shapes, but this is required of an injection of fresh seed every twelve hours to prevent them from failing. Three of the subjects, apparently the largest of the group, have been reduced to little more than skin and bones, the rest of their bodies, composing of muscles and fat, having been injected into two of the subjects, who were the smallest of the test sample. The last two, while apparently normal on the outside, are now both apparently nothing but rubber and latex, able to be stretched to infinite degrees with no body damage. One of these was the first victim, the other the secretary that made the call to us."

The president grunted again. "Alright. And Kaji?"

"The nanobots are still in his system, and due to the fact that they can reproduce themselves, they are actually virtually impossible to eliminate without removing the draolf's blood. While it would be interesting to see what could happen to someone with all their blood removed, we do not have the funding to test it at this time. Kaji is therefore being put through a program to help him learn how to control his private areas, which we assume will be enough to prevent any major incidents like this happening again."

"Excellent. CIMIndustries is very proud of what you have accomplished. And Mr. Ingenium, what is the status of the current project to increase the rate of inflation to market our products produced in an alternate universe?"

"Sir, the rate of inflation is now over 500% a week. The only somewhat stable economy in the world is Botswana and North Korea, but efforts to make them open to our products is ongoing."

"Excellent," the deep, ominous voice replied. "Is there anything else?"

"Uhh... a question," Dr. Geist replied.

"Yes?"

"What is the problem with your voice and your image? You seem like a villain from a movie right now."

The computerized voice sighed. "Well, apparently the computer programs to translate my voice and image have screwed up. Most likely because we are trying to run a Windows product on Linux. Go figure. If you have the time, Dr. Geist, please see if you can get someone to fix it."

"Of course, sir." The screen then went off, to be replaced by the rotating logo of CIMIndustries: a stylized rendering of the name, surrounded by four interlocking horseshoes. Below that, the motto "Help Us Help You Help Us All" was prominently displayed.

"this is perhaps one of the best places to work, you know?" Mr. Ingenium replied, standing up.

"Well, the science gets done, occasionally meaning a neat gun, for everyone still alive," The scientist smirked. "Now, I have an AI product to work on."