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The Stripe #2

By Danath [email protected] danath.sofurry.com

Commissioned by and characters (c) Boo3

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"And now in local news... please be advised, the following report contains graphic footage and is not suitable for children.

"Today, the superhero known as 'The Stripe' captured Captain Daggers once more, after the evil villainess was freed from jail last month by her pirate band, the Pearl Princesses.

"According to authorities, Captain Daggers was found locked in the same cell from which she'd been freed. She was covered in some kind of white liquid the warden has refused to identify. Prison sources confirm that Captain Daggers has been having difficulty walking, but by all accounts seems strangely happy about having been captured again by the Stripe.

"Authorities are still on the lookout for the captain's ship and warn the public not to approach if it's located.

"And now over to Jim for the sports..."

The wide-screen television flicked off. A high-pitched laugh echoed through the dark room as a shadowy figure spun around in a business chair behind a desk. Behind him, the skyline of the city could be seen; some of the tallest buildings were obscured by low hanging clouds.

"Well, well, well... Captain Daggers has failed again. Time to take matters into my own hands. If I can't have the Stripe brought to me, I'll just have to make hir come on hir own..."

Another peal of laughter echoed around the darkened office as lightning flashed in the sky behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the outline of a pair of tall, narrow ears and a long, black muzzle. Sharp white teeth flashed in the lightning as the laughter continued...

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"The fabric is a special blend designed to stretch without losing tensile strength," Sprocket said. "It should be able to withstand any amount of stretching without tearing. Unfortunately, sharp projectiles could still slice it open, so you can't just stand there and take shots like you did when Captain Daggers fired those razor cannonballs at you."

The small red squirrel tapped away at his computer, where a 3D rotating figure spun in circles. The tiger on the screen looked exactly like the tiger standing a few feet away.

"There's really no other way I can be fit for this thing?" Jojo asked.

The Stripe, nee Joseph Johnson, nee Jojo, was completely naked. Shi stood on a small platform, the base of which shone light upwards, illuminating an extremely... healthy body. The tiger was just over eight feet in height, a far cry from how tall shi had been when shi was just an average human. Now shi was a herm tiger with mysterious superpowers. Hir huge chest rose and fell steadily with each breath as shi kept hir arms extended straight out and hir legs spread to shoulder-wide apart. A fat sheath hung from hir crotch, pulled down by gravity and the bowling ball-sized testicles beneath. Above hir thick, muscular belly, a pair of enormous breasts cast were lit by the light - at least, the bottoms were. The tiger singlehandedly redefined the bra size scale and had gone without proper clothing for quite a while.

The new costume Sprocket designed would hopefully solve the problems shi'd been having. The last outfit he'd created had the unfortunate side effect of popping hir testicles out of the cloth, letting them bounce around freely on top of hir thighs. The one before had gotten wet when shi'd dove into a lake to chase after Captain Daggers, hir current arch-nemesis, shi'd been told. The fabric shrunk so tight that the big tiger burst free of it during the press conference after shi'd captured Captain Daggers, right in the middle of the mayor's speech. Jojo's breasts had flung themselves free with such force they knocked the mayor completely off the stage and into a cameraman.

Sprocket assured hir that the resultant viral video only made hir more popular.

Still, shi need proper clothing. Herm superheroes weren't exactly common; male and female heroes had come with enlarged equipment before, but they'd been able to keep it inside a costume while they were actually on the job.

"Okay... just a few more tweaks... and... there! Hold still!"

Sprocket typed furiously at the keyboard as several robotic arms descended from the ceiling of the squirrel's arboreal workshop. It was full from one end to another of various equipment, much of which Jojo purchased for him with the funds shi'd received from the city for hir recent services. The squirrel was hir sidekick; he'd be the first to find hir after hir transformative experience with the strange meteorite - the very meteorite Captain Daggers was still after.

The robotic arms maneuvered around The Stripe. Warm fabric spooled out of the nozzles as they spun around hir, essentially printing the costume directly onto hir body. The tiger tried not to move as the machine's movements sped up.

There were three basic sections. The first wrapped around hir chest. The sleeveless top left hir arms bare, but managed to cover hir enormous breasts. There were several cutouts in the front, revealing bits of hir cleavage. Shi'd argued against them, but Sprocket insisted it was traditional. The top was white, a contrast with hir orange and black fur. Shi didn't have a logo or symbol yet, so it was left plain.

The second section wrapped around hir hips like a pair of gym shorts. Though they had legs that stretched around hir tree-trunk thighs, the pattern was white and blue. The blue dived inwards, hugging around hir fat bulge; the white went from the sides of hir hips and down the legs. The shorts included a small ruffled skirt, also blue with white trim. Though it didn't really hide anything, it did give a bit more cover to the bulge resting between hir legs.

The last part was the pair of boots on hir feet. They went up to hir upper calves, just below hir knees. Traditional, Sprocket had said. They had white soles and a white stripe going up the outside, but were otherwise blue.

Because the shirt only covered hir chest, hir midriff was bare. It wasn't exactly what shi'd wanted, but it was close. Shi emphatically said no to the cape.

The machines whizzed around for a few more minutes, putting on the final touches, then slowed to a halt and retreated into the ceiling.

"You can step off now. It'll go quicker once the computer's done it a few times. And I'll print a couple spares we can put in the 'copter."

Jojo flexed hir arm, twisted hir back, and leaned over, pushing hir palms flat to the ground. The fabric stretched easily with hir movements.

"It feels good, Sprocket! Nice work."

Jojo stood up and glanced at the squirrel, who quickly reddened and turned back to his computer. The Stripe rolled hir eyes. Shi was getting used to the stares and glances, but hopefully Sprocket would be over it sooner than later. Shi still wasn't completely sold on the superhero idea, though the money was better than writing and illustrating independent comic books - the job shi'd had as a human. In fact, the very company that published hir books had inquired if shi'd be interested in hir own line based on hir adventures fighting Captain Daggers. Shi wasn't.

"Well... now what?" shi asked.

Sprocket tapped at his keyboard. The picture of Jojo disappeared, to be replaced by a stream of statistics, addresses, names, and pictures.

"Well... there's several gangs operating in the city you could disrupt. I know where their hideouts are. We could tag team them!"

Sprocket was excited at the chance to fight crime, but Jojo was less enthused. Shi appreciated everything the squirrel had done for hir since their impromptu team-up after shi'd transformed into The Stripe, but shi wasn't sure shi wanted to go knock heads together just yet.

"Anything else?"

Sprocket shrugged. "Besides waiting for Daggers to escape again... I guess not. We could patrol, if you want."

"Patrol?"

"You know. Go fly around and... see if there's any crime?"

Jojo grinned. "I think I'll pass for now. To be honest, I'd like to take a couple days and just not think about this stuff."

That, and the tiger found hir sex drive was much higher than when shi'd been a human. At least once a week shi found hirself needing to take half a day to hirself. Hir bathtub drain protested, but managed to handle the tiger's enthusiastic private sessions.

"Well... I guess. I think I'll go out for a while, though. I'll call you if I find something going on!"

The red squirrel grinned and pulled on his boots. He'd changed his uniform as well, following the same color scheme as Jojo's costume. The squirrel's bushy tail twitched as he ran over to the other side of what Jojo called "The Treehouse," where his hovercopter sat. He jumped in and waved as the bay doors opened.

Jojo grinned. The squirrel was a good sort, if a little eager. The tiger's tail weaved behind hir slowly as shi looked around. Hir house had been destroyed during the first fight with Daggers, so Sprocket gave hir a room in his... well, it really was a treehouse. It was set at the top of the tallest tree in the very woods where Jojo had been struck by the meteor - it was how Sprocket had seen the pirates and intervened when he had, which probably saved Jojo's life.

Shi went into the room and lay on hir back on the bed. It was too small, but Sprocket had promised to remodel the room, especially if shi planned to make hir stay permanent. Shi wasn't sure what else shi could do. Shi doubted shi could find a neighborhood that would allow hir to move in, considering the frequency with which Captain Daggers attacked. Better to be high up in the air where shi couldn't put others in danger.

Jojo closed hir eyes, thinking to hirself. Quickly, however, the new feline impulses shi felt pushed hir into a catnap. Shi wasn't sure how long shi'd been asleep when shi was woken by a clanging bell somewhere in the base.

Shi rolled out of the bed and fell on the floor with a loud thump that shook the foundations of the treehouse. Jumping to hir feet, shi lurched for the door, thinking something had caught on fire.

Instead of a fire, there was a red spinning light mounted above Sprocket's computer. Shi ran over and slapped at the keyboard, which brought up Sprocket's face on a blurry, pixelated video.

"Stripe! Help! I'm going down! I've been hit with some kind of military grade rocket. Didn't catch it on my sensors until it was too late! I'm sending you the coordinates. I think they're going to try to pull me in to the building at-"

The video feed cut out and the siren went silent. Jojo stared at the monitor, dumbfounded. Sprocket? Attacked by the military? Or someone with access to military-grade weapons? The squirrel was eager for a fight, but mostly harmless. Most villains considered him a mere nuisance and he'd never had a real arch-enemy... until he paired up with The Stripe, the fearsome and well-endowed new Level 2 superhero on the block. Sprocket himself was only Level 3, and barely, at that.

Jojo scanned the address. An office building in the center of downtown. And not just any office building... the building of Sharuna Corporation. Everyone knew about the company. They controlled a good chunk of the financial sector and seemed to have their thumbs in too many pies to count. Nobody quite knew the extent of their power. But what would they want with Sprocket?

Well, it was to get at hir, obviously. Shi curled hir lip and growled. They wanted hir? They'd get hir.

Jojo snatched a transponder from the table. It tracked the whereabouts of Sprocket's copter. He'd shown hir how to use it in case shi wanted to join him on patrol.

Shi should have gone. Berating hirself in hir head and shi headed for the bay doors, shi growled again. Stupid. Sprocket was a good guy. He'd been friendly to hir. Opened his secret base up for hir. And shi'd been dismissive of him because shi didn't want to play the superhero.

As shi waited for the doors to open, shi aimed a frustrated kick at a cardboard box nearby. It split open and stacks of T-shirts spilled out.

Shi picked one up and held it in front of hir. In large, bold black letters across the top: "THE STRIPE." They curled around a circle, in which was hir snarling face. To the left of hir face was Sprocket's own smaller face. In much smaller letters along the underside of the circle were more words: "And Sprocket! Official Fan Club!"

Shi smiled and closed hir fist tightly around the shirt. The big tiger nodded, dropped the shirt, and launched hirself out of the treehouse, speeding towards the city center as the doors closed behind hir automatically.

* * *

The Stripe didn't bother with the "traditional" superhero method of rescuing a sidekick. As shi approached the building at top speed - according to Sprocket, shi was capable of up to 150 miles per hour - shi looked for the largest, grandest office. Without bothering to slow down, shi exploded through the solid plate glass window, fists extended in front of hir. Shards of glass went flying - some put small nicks and slices into hir uniform. The big tiger flipped over and landed on hir feet. Hir claws tore huge tracks in the carpet as shi landed facing the desk, over the top of which shi'd just flown.

A tall, thin jackal sat behind the desk. His fingers were steepled under his chin as he regarded the tiger calmly.

"Ah. Earlier than I thought."

Jojo snarled, lips pulled back to reveal a fearsome set of teeth.

"Where is he?"

"Your little sidekick? He's perfectly fine. I'm holding him in this very building, in fact. Safe and sound. But before we discuss him further, you and I have some business to dis-"

Jojo snarled again, louder, and spun around. Shi stalked towards the office door, leaving the jackal gaping at hir backside.

The tiger's massive fist punched through the wooden door, sending a shower of splinters into the office behind. Receptionists and secretaries screamed as the angry tiger burst through fully, taking chunks of the wall with hir as shi went.

Jojo grabbed the nearest person, a frightened female raccoon.

"Where's the squirrel?" shi growled, lifting the receptionist off her feet.

"I don't know! I'm just the receptionist!"

Jojo rolled hir eyes and gently set the raccoon back on her feet and made a show of brushing off the shoulders of her suit jacket.

"My apologies. I'm looking for a squirrel. Dressed in black? Goes by the name of Sprocket?"

The raccoon shrunk back. "I don't have any appointments scheduled with anyone like that. I can... uh... check with..."

Jojo waved a paw. "Nevermind. Sorry. Just got a little carried away. Excuse me." The huge tiger cupped hir paws around hir muzzle. "WHERE'S THE FUCKIN' SQUIRREL?" shi bellowed, loud enough that shi was sure they heard hir several floors down. The raccoon flinched as the tiger's exhalation created a strong enough wind to rustle her hair.

"Ahem. I'm not used to people walking out on me."

Jojo turned towards the jackal. The raccoon took the opportunity to join the stream of office workers running for the stairs. The jackal leaned against the ruined door frame nonchalantly examining his claws.

"Where. Is. Sprocket."

"Perhaps you ought to come back into my office," the jackal said. He smiled slightly. "But then, you don't act like a normal hero, do you? No, you don't care about the public image. You just want results. Perhaps we have more in common than I thought."

"Perhaps we'll have even more once I tear down this whole building, starting with your office," Jojo snarled. "And you know I can."

To emphasize hir point, The Stripe casually punched through a television screen hanging on the wall nearby, putting a two-foot hole through it and the wall behind.

"Ah, yes, I'm sure you could," the jackal said. "But that won't be necessary. Your friend is here, in this building, unharmed. And nobody need be harmed as long as you do exactly what I say."

The office was empty now besides the two of them. Jojo leaned in close to the jackal. Hir chest heaved, barely constrained by the suit Sprocket created for hir. Shi pulled back hir plump black lips, revealing a frightening array of sharp white teeth.

The jackal was impassive, not even flinching as shi growled a few inches from his nose.

"Well, if that's how you'd like to play it... very well." The jackal smiled and pulled a smartphone from his pocket. "Let's see... where's that app..."

Jojo snarled again and raised hir paw to grab him, but the jackal's fingers tapped a few buttons. The Stripe paused, mid-step, as a surge of pleasure ran through hir body. Hir crotch bulged outwards, an obvious and instantaneous swelling erection distending the fabric that clung to hir fat sheath and heavy balls.

"Who do you think hired Captain Daggers to be in the woods in the first place? You were simply an accident. An accident I intend to rectify." He tapped a few more buttons.

Jojo groaned and dropped to one knee as another surge of pleasure swept through hir. Hir nipples began to ache and shi groped at hir bulge as the fat tube of feline cock stretched up towards hir belly.

"Rrrrrrr... no!"

With a growl, Jojo forced hir body back to its feet. Why hadn't shi thought of this before? Daggers was just a pawn - of course! How had shi missed it? Well, that was easy to answer. Shi was too pissed off to think. Jojo realized shi depended on Sprocket for more than just clothing - he kept hir level-headed.

According to the transponder, his copter was three floors down and a few dozen feet to the side. The jackal grinned at hir, his handsome, sharp features beaming with evil intent.

"You're resisting. Impressive. I thought the meteor shards I recovered would have incapacitated you."

"Meteor... shards?" Jojo gasped out.

"Oh, yes. The meteor shed small fragments, no bigger than a claw tip, all over the area as it came in," the jackal said. His smile grew. "I've used them to create a weapon suitable for someone of your... abilities. It's perfectly painless, but as the radioactive shards are amplified in certain ways, they'll cause you to feel more and more lust."

The jackal laughed as Jojo's knees trembled. Already the front of hir shorts distended, the head of hir shaft clearly outlined by the stretchy fabric. Pre-cum oozed through the fabric and ran down the insides of hir thighs.

"I'm going to destroy you, Stripe, and claim the meteor for my own... using your own pleasure against you! Ha ha ha!"

"Not... if I... can help it!"

Using every ounce of energy shi could muster, the massive tiger stretched upwards before punching down heavily into the floor. The impact shook the room, which was now empty but for the two of them. Sirens blared as shi punched again, dimpling the floor inwards.

"Excellent! Excellent!" the jackal gasped, jumping back. "You're very different, aren't you? Not at all like the other goody-goodies who've visited my offices. Wonderful!"

Jojo paused for a moment. Breathing hard, shi grinned up at the jackal, a wild light in hir eyes. "You know what your mistake was?"

The jackal stared at hir, eyes narrowing. "Please, enlighten me."

"You're threatening to take away my powers. That doesn't scare me. I've only had them for a few weeks. I didn't even want them in the first place."

The jackal's fingers tightened on his phone as the tiger's massive fist crashed into the floor again, cracking it substantially.

"How is your reluctance my mistake?"

"I was content to lay low," Jojo said between breaths. Hir cock speared between hir breasts, distending the front of hir shorts even more as a river of pre-cum oozed over hir massive nuts, soaking into hir thighs and running down hir boots. "I'd chase Captain Daggers, give hir a good pounding, send hir back to jail. I kind of enjoyed it, to be honest." The tiger's cock flexed. "Okay, I really enjoyed it. Hir and that parrot."

The jackal's claws tapped against the glass of the phone impatiently.

"But now you've given me a reason to keep my powers. You want them. I don't know for what, but it can't be good," Jojo gasped. Hir right paw clenched into a fist as shi drew hirself up to full height, towering over the much smaller jackal. "And you kidnapped Sprocket. Two very good reasons to dislike you."

"Enough chatting," the jackal growled. "Time to end this." His fingers rushed to punch in commands on the smartphone.

Jojo smiled hugely at the angry jackal as shi landed another blow; this last one caused the floor to give way. Shi kept smiling as shi dropped through the floor and landed agilely on hir feet on the floor below, crushing a desk beneath hir. Jojo's weight cracked the floor; a few heavy stomps and shi was falling again, this time to land on the reinforced concrete of the building's hangar.

The 'copter was nearby. Sniffing the air, shi detected Sprocket's scent and followed it doggedly, dragging hir feet along the ground. Both paws groped at hir cock, pulling at the fabric, freeing it; the shorts clung to hir engorged balls, squeezing them mercilessly as pleasure made hir cock squirt a steady stream of pre-cum onto the floor. With every passing moment the pleasure grew. Hir breasts stretched the suit to ridiculous lengths; eventually enough flesh swelled up inside that the top pulled back, revealing two fat nipples with areolae as large as dinner plates.

"Unnnnggghhhh..."

Jojo remembered how it had felt when shi'd first transformed. This was almost the same - it was intense, difficult to think, hard to focus on anything but pleasuring hirself. When shi'd transformed, that's all shi had to think about. Now shi had to find Sprocket.

The squirrel was alone. The guards had probably fled when they saw hir. Shi used a claw to cut the ropes tying him to a chair and ignored his shocked gaze at hir aroused state.

"Jackal. Upstairs... using... meteor shards... can't... unngggghhh!"

Jojo grasped hir cock with both paws and fell backwards onto the marble floor, which cracked where hir rump hit it. Shi rolled back, hips going into the air, as an orgasm spiked through hir spine. Huge ropes of white cum flew through the air, arcing overhead, splattering onto the floor behind hir.

"Well, so you found him. It won't do you any good. I suggest you lie back and just... enjoy it."

Sprocket jumped between the jackal, who emerged from a stairwell, and the moaning, gasping tiger.

"Who are you?"

"So you're hir sidekick. I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself upon your arrival. How thoughtless of me," the jackal said, baring his teeth in a grin. "I am Jekyll Black, CEO and sole shareholder of Sharuna Corporation."

"What have you done to the Stripe?"

"Done? Nothing! Merely introduced hir to the very meteor that transformed hir! The signal broadcast by my machine is causing this reaction, increasing hir pleasure to unbearable levels."

As if to emphasize his point, Jojo came again, roaring with pleasure as hir huge cock smacked against hir breasts, splattering hir upper body with ropes of thick white cum.

"And once the meteor is burned out of hir by pleasure alone, it shall be mine for the taking. Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Sprocket frowned and assumed a fighting stance. "Not if I can help it!"

The jackal scoffed. "You? Hah! You're no match for me, vermin. Flee, while you still can, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life. I'll use the power of the meteorite to make an example of you for the rest of the world to - oof!"

Sprocket launched forward, headbutting the jackal in the belly. The surprised CEO fell backwards, but was quickly on his feet as the squirrel danced around him lightly on his toes. Unfortunately for Sprocket, Jekyll was nearly as fast and dodged the incoming blows easily. The jackal would only be taken by surprise once.

Neither of the males noticed Jojo, who remained on hir back, masturbating furiously, unable to stop hirself. Hir growls and moans echoed as the two males fought each other around the room, bouncing off walls, throwing each other into furniture.

Jekyll panted hard and held up a paw. "It's futile! Don't you see, you stupid squirrel? Shi'll burn out any minute. See!"

The jackal held up his smartphone. Data streamed across the screen.

"Wait... that isn't right..."

Jojo's roar deafened them. Bright white points of light rocketed through the building, putting small holes in the ceiling as the meteor shards from the machine broke free.

"What? How? No!"

Jekyll screamed at his phone and frantically tapped commands, but the shards were already zooming towards the moaning tiger.

"The energy buildup... oh, no..."

Sprocket leapt towards Jekyll, tackling the canine as he tried to run towards the stairwell.

"No! Let me go! We have to get out before-"

A shockwave blasted forth from Jojo's body, knocking them back off their feet. A blinding light filled the room that lasted for several long seconds. Windows shattered and the 'copter skidded several feet along the floor, towards the retractable doors at the other end the long room.

Sprocket sat up slowly, blinking away the stars floating in front of his eyes. He felt... funny. Jumping to his feet, he rushed towards Jojo, but shi wasn't where shi had been. Shi was standing and moving and coming straight at him, a look of blissful pleasure on hir broad features.

A huge paw snagged him around the waist and pulled him in close. He struggled against hir breasts, face disappearing into the cutouts in the costume, as rumbles of pleasure made his whole body vibrate. The tiger kept moving and grabbed Jekyll, too. The canine gasped as he was pulled in close, next to Sprocket.

"It's... a feedback loop! I have to... mmmmfff!"

Jekyll's words ended as a wave of pleasure washed over him. The thin male's hips pumped wildly as the tiger's paw clutched at his backside. Sprocket felt the same burst of pleasure and jerked, head falling back, tongue out, a smile on his small muzzle. His cock bulged against his uniform as his stomach pressed against the tiger's shaft, which was now almost as thick around as he was.

Cum spilled from that massive tip. Jojo couldn't believe how good it felt. The other shards had struck hir and melted into hir skin like the original meteorite had, triggering the same feelings of lust and pleasure shi'd felt during the original transformation.

Shi didn't know what was going to happen next and shi didn't care. All shi wanted was more pleasure and the two males would serve that purpose.

"Nnnnngghhhh!"

Ropes of cum splattered both jackal and squirrel as the tiger clutched them, grinding against them. Sprocket moaned as he felt hir heat and humped back, unable to help himself. He'd never felt such a strong feeling of desire. He had to have this... his muzzle opened and licked up and down the tiger's cock, both arms going around it, hugging it close to him. He barely noticed as his chest throbbed, swelling outwards, distending his uniform. He didn't care even when something tingled between his thighs, under his balls, until a new lustful want exploded up his spine. Sprocket, now a herm like Jojo, cried out and gasped as ropes of cum drizzled down over hir head, soaking hir fur. Hir cock strained at hir uniform, thicker and fatter than before. He kept one arm around the tiger's cock as shi hunched over, but the other went down to grope at his growing maleness.

Jekyll, meanwhile, was experiencing much the same. The jackal's thin body thickened up, especially his chest. Large swells formed, pushing out through the business casual shirt he wore. Long, nimble black fingers groped at the new breasts, caressing the swells and teasing the black teats. The canine's cock pushed up against his slacks, threatening to grow so large it would simply burst through the seams. The male's rump fattened up nicely, adding meat onto the thin frame, most of it muscle. Jekyll howled as shi felt hir body turn, change into that of a herm, and wriggled frantically against the tiger.

Jojo, for hir part, felt hir body change as well. Every instant brought additional pleasure - twice as much, in fact. Hir paws released the former males as something pushed out from hir shorts alongside hir massive erection: its twin. Growing tall, strong, and heavy, the second shaft trembled underneath the original, which was stacked on top. Hir swollen balls grew even larger, fattening up to unprecedented sizes as one paw closed around each massive erection.

The tiger's chest expanded as well as a second pair of breasts forced the tight top to expand. The small nicks and tears from the glass shi'd gone through earlier spread open wider and wider, revealing hir thick fur and parts of hir nipples - all four of them. The second pair grew until they were nearly as big as the upper set, stretching the fabric out over hir belly until it was nearly hidden. Both fat cocks stretched up past the lower set; the tips bobbed about level with the upper set's nipples.

Jojo moaned and dropped to hir knees. Shi could feel something else and lifted hir arms up to cup the top pair of breasts... and then used hir other arms to cup the lower.

Other arms?

The tiger's eyes widened as shi felt another orgasm approach, but they also widened in surprise. Two functioning, independent pairs of arms fondled and stroked hir massive chest. It was a strange feeling, but shi couldn't deny how useful a second pair of paws was, especially when shi had twice as much equipment as before. Shi felt strangely happy about it, though that could have been the pleasure: shi was still cumming, orgasming hard, and hir pussy ached like never before. Hir moans and growls and purrs filled the air as the jackal and squirrel joined in, all three reaching simultaneous orgasms. The new herms had only a single pair of arms and breasts, and just one cock each, but they were sized proportionally as large as Jojo had been before hir current growth spurt.

The jackal let out a whimper as shi came again and again. The tiger's paws closed around hir hips; two other paws reached for Sprocket.

The tiger couldn't speak as shi pulled them both close. Shi had to fuck, to rut, to spread hir seed, to cum and cum and cum... the meteor's power surged through hir, lighting hir veins on fire. Hir twin titans fountained seed as hir shorts split down the back - the small tears blossomed, revealing hir ample, broad rump and massively thick tail.

Jojo pushed the newly transformed jackal down over hir upper shaft, the canine's howls of pleasure echoed in hir ears. Sprocket was next, on hir lower cock. The massive tiger's shafts stretched the two former males, bloating their bellies with cum. They came as hard as shi did as the pleasure joined them all together - at least temporarily - in an orgiastic, lust-filled swamp of spilled cum.

* * *

Tatters of the costume clung to the tiger's body as two massive cocks rested across hir belly, still draining hir engorged balls. Jojo's four arms lay spread out on the floor as shi breathed hard, purring and moaning in equal measure when breath allowed. Sprocket twitched; shi was exhausted, as well as perfectly comfortable cradled in two of the tiger's arms, snug against the massive feline's four huge breasts. Besides, Sprocket was as quick to cum as shi was in other ways, and hir cock, now half-hard, ached pleasurably, utterly spent.

Jekyll recovered sooner than the other two. The canine's knotted shaft retreated somewhat as shi stood and wobbled on hir feet, nearly slipping in the mess. Shi gasped as hir heavy breasts jiggled side to side, bouncing merrily. The jackal closed hir eyes, summoned hir strength, and began to walk. It was difficult - hir weight was less evenly distributed and hir tail wasn't a good counterweight like Sprocket and Jojo's tails were. Hir full sheath, swollen with a half-hard knot, waved back and forth across hir thighs as shi tottered towards the stairwell. Shi stopped at the entrance to the stairwell, already plotting hir escape in the corporate helicopter on the roof.

"You may have won this round, Stripe," shi hissed, "but I'll win the war. You'll see! And then I'll use the power of the meteor to destroy you for doing this to me!"

Shi whirled around, but then stopped. "Okay, well, this actually isn't so bad," shi said, panting as hir fat red cock flopped against hir thighs. Hir sheath squeezed down around the half-engorged knot inside. "But it's the principle of the thing!"

Jojo waved a paw lazily.

"Whatever."

The tiger couldn't care less at the moment. Shi was so tired, so sated. Shi wanted nothing more than to sleep in a bright bit of sunlight for hours.

Sprocket shuddered and sat up. "The resonance frequency of the meteor triggered a cascading DNA replication!" shi said. "Oooh... my balls ache..."

"That sounds about right," Jojo said, though hir sarcasm was muted.

"It means I'm going to be like this... permanently. Sweet!"

Jojo rolled hir head to the side to stare at the squirrel, still lacking the energy to stand up. Sprocket, on the other hand, got to hir feet and wobbled towards the 'copter, slipping on cum and pulled in various directions by hir massive new endowments. Shi pulled out a scanner and waved it towards hirself, then towards the shivering tiger.

"This can't be right... According to this..." The squirrel stopped and looked up. "According to this, I'm a level 2 now. And you're... you're a level 1..."

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WILL SPROCKET BE ABLE TO CONTROL HIR NEW POWERS?

WILL JEKYLL ESCAPE TO CAUSE MORE VILLAINY ANOTHER DAY?

WILL THE STRIPE EVER FIND A COSTUME THAT FITS?

Find out on the next episode of... THE STRIPE! The end.