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It was a cold winter morning at the Baker's Dozen. Every so often, the overcast sky sprinkled a soft, freezing mist of light rain for a few minutes, as if someone was holding a giant squirt bottle over the city. It wasn't a steady rain, though, and especially at this early hour the bakery made a wonderful safe haven from the cold. The building was kept hot and toasty by the ovens in the kitchen, and one of the waitresses was stationed by the front door to greet customers as they came in and dutifully wipe the windows clean every time they fogged over.

Rykela enjoyed working on cold and dreary days because shi liked to cook hearty breakfasts to brighten things up. Tray after tray of cat's-head biscuits - so named because they were as big around as a cat's head - were carted from the kitchen and filled with huge helpings of sausage, egg, livermush, chicken-fried steak, and other meats and toppings, often slathered with so much sausage gravy customers had taken to asking to have their biscuits "drowned." Others were smeared with liberal spoonfuls of butter and jam made from a variety of fruits, every flavor you could ever want and more canned by Rykela hirself and stored in the cellar within easy reach. One could spend the whole day at the Baker's Dozen eating biscuits and never have the same kind twice!

Insom had just finished eating a half-dozen biscuits with orange marmalade in the break room, and was on his way to take his plate to the kitchen to be washed clean. His boss was more than happy to provide breakfast and lunch to hir staff if they wanted, and on days like this he was glad for hir generosity.

"Hey! Insom!" A cute dalmatian leapt onto him, clinging to his side and shoving his snout under the bull's left arm. Insom blushed and chuckled as Blair took a deep sniff, his tail wagging so furiously it nearly became a blur. The little twink had a fifty-inch cock that rose up past his ears, in part thanks to guzzling Insom's growth-inducing spunk on a daily basis, and as he hugged Insom his shaft heaved, then blasted a thick wad of cum in a high arc that splattered across the high ceiling. The bull smiled, then curled his arm around Blair's neck and shoulders to pin him in a sweaty headlock that made the dog squeal with delight. In the months since he'd begun working at the bakery and met him, he'd come to see Blair as the younger brother he'd never had, and he couldn't help but show him extra affection.

"You were right, Blair! The orange marmalade WAS really good... thanks for the advice!" Blair nodded and planted a soft smooch on the broad curved surface of Insom's gargantuan lat muscle. "So how crowded does it look like it's gonna be today?"

The dalmatian shrugged. "Probably not too bad. The weather might keep people in... but Rykela says we have a special customer coming in for lunch."

"What? A VIP? I didn't realize we even got those here..."

Blair nodded. "They aren't like a celebrity or anything... it's just a close friend of Rykela's. Shi said to let you know, 'cause you're probably gonna be their waiter. They, er... well, you're right up their alley, or so shi says."

The bull's face flushed scarlet. "So they're into big buff guys like me, huh? I guess I can't complain." His cock jerked, a bead of cloudy seed as big around as a softball oozing from the cumslit and trickling down along the underside until it puddled in the cleft between his balls.

"Rykela says you should probably get a little dressed up, you know? Put your best outfit on and strut your stuff!" The dalmatian giggled shyly and nuzzled Insom. "I wouldn't mind watching that myself."

"Well, I'll go get myself freshened up, then! Would you care to help out?" Insom winked and ran his fingers through Blair's headfur, rumpling his spotty floof and tickling his floppy ears. Blair shivered happily and let out a yip.

"S-Sure! I'll try to keep my hands off you, though. You probably oughta keep your clothes stain-free... at least until the customer shows up!"

"You're right, but we have a little time before we have to get ready. I wouldn't mind having some fun." Insom pinched Blair's cheek affectionately and was rewarded with another squeal and an even bigger cumshot, the sudden blast of seed filling the air with the scent of doggy dick.

"Eeee... Yay!"

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"It's good to see you again, big grrl."

"Oooh, the pleasure's all mine, cutie! It's... unf... been too long since we visited each other." Slurp.

"I hear you've been keeping in touch with Maki and Kaimana, though..."

"Yeah, I try to give them a call every now and then. I really miss them! There are days where I wish we were all back in college together..." _ Splurt! Splooooootch!_

"Oooouh.... You're squirting everywhere, Draggy-momma! You just miss their loving."

"It was more than that, you know! We were really good friends..." Squelch.

"I remember. You guys might as well have been attached at the hip."

"Speaking of being attached at the hip... Mmmmnh. Why don't I get you something to eat? That cutie I told you about is here, and I'm sure you'd love each other."

"Aaah... hahaha! How could I say no? You have an impeccable sense for these things... Go on, scoot. Get your head outta there and go." _ Splertch! _

"Neeeeeh! O-okay..."

The huge blue dragoness reluctantly got up, pulling hir snout out of hir friend's nutsack cleft, and wiped the cum and sweat from hir face. Shi licked hir lips clean, sheepishly giggling, and gave him a wave goodbye.

"I'll have him hurry up. I know y'all like mango so I had some things made just for you. He'll have them right out in a jiffy!"

Shi ducked out of the party room, shyly smiling and cooing to hirself, the stench of male musk pouring off of hir and making hir feel tipsy. The staff recognized musk-drunkenness when they saw it, and helped hir to the kitchen, where Insom was waiting.

It was show time!

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Rykela kept Insom hidden away in the kitchen, saying that shi didn't want to spoil the surprise when hir friend arrived, and kept him busy helping hir whip up a batch of mango-flavored cupcakes. He had wanted to add his own flavored batter to the mix, but Rykela had advised him against it for once.

"He'll be getting enough of you without help from the treats," shi chuckled, and elbowed the bull suggestively. Insom blushed and sighed, but his tail whipped about happily. He wouldn't want any less!

The cupcakes had just gotten a heavy layer of citrusy frosting when the dragoness ducked out of the room to greet the guest. Ari and Insom put thirteen of them on a plate for the bull to serve, and the whole time Ari couldn't stop clicking hir beak mournfully.

"You're so lucky! You get to spend your whole afternoon alone with a single customer, and you get paid extra..." Shi shook hir head. "I've been working here for a year and a half now and that's never happened before!" When shi noticed Insom was shivering nervously, shi gave him a hug. "Don't worry, dear. I'm sure you'll do well! You look marvelous."

In honesty, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Rykela had burst into the dressing room after he was finished with Blair and proceeded to give him a head-to-toe makeover that was almost as thorough as the one shi'd first given him when he was having his uniform tailored! Hir eyes seemed to sparkle with delight as shi styled his hair and arranged his uniform, almost like a child playing with hir favorite doll. He knew shi cared about him, though. Shi was only trying to impress hir friend!

At the end, though, shi took a photograph of him on hir phone, and stammered suspiciously when he pointed it out. Oh, well... there wasn't much he could do about that except take it as a compliment. That didn't stop his heart from racing when shi came back into the kitchen and gave him the thumbs-up.

"Everything's ready!"

He'd examined himself in a mirror beforehand, and had to agree. Rykela had sewn together a rose-colored top out of silk with snow-white lace lining the sleeves, breast pocket, and underside. It fit Insom more like a tube top, the neckline of the shirt coming just underneath his armpit, with his bloated pec muscles bulging lewdly through it and threatening to spill out and over if he took too deep a breath. He wasn't wearing any pants, nor an apron covering like with the normal uniform, but Rykela had tied a multitude of long ribbons around his waist and wrists, the bows tickling his hips as he walked. There was one at the end of his tail floof, and a big bow around the base of his cock too, which Rykela said was so cute shi almost hesitated to add it.

A matching ball bra held up his enormous sack and kept it from dragging on the ground, the heavy weight of his nuts eased by the sling that led up to where the ribbons were wound into bows at his hips. Insom shuddered gently as he recalled his boss tying his ball bra into place, the dragoness leaving a kiss for good luck on both of his nuts. Of course, his erection was as enormous as ever, eight feet long and two feet thick, so huge that it towered nearly a foot and a half over his head if he held it vertically. It wouldn't stop drooling gooey, steaming bovine cum, although with such a skimpy outfit there was hardly any danger of staining his clothes. The only trouble was such a huge dick was that Insom was constantly breathing in his own intense scent, and so it was hard for him to concentrate for very long. Rykela had to assure him that this particular guest wouldn't worry much about his self-control.

Before he stepped out into the hallway, Insom took the plate of cupcakes and struck a pose, holding it in one hand while he leaned forward and blew Rykela a kiss. The big herm nearly fainted, and then gave him a big hug, pulling Insom between hir breasts and holding him there for what felt like an eternity. The tactic worked, though, and Insom felt the tension melting away as he breathed in his boss's soothing pheromones, the scent of vanilla lingering in his nostrils and making him smile. The dragoness kissed him on the cheek and swatted his butt, sending him on his way.

"Have fun, big guy!"

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Considering how amazing Rykela was, perhaps Insom should have expected the guest to be similarly attractive, but never in a thousand years would he have imagined the greek god who was waiting for him in the VIP room when he opened the door.

The room was outfitted almost identically as the break room, in that it was equipped with several sofas that were larger than beds, but these had been scooted all together against the back walls to make room for an enormous pallet of cushions and blankets heaped together in a soft pile of comfort that a dozen furs of normal stature could easily have cuddled together upon. This time, however, the space was dominated by a single person, a twelve-foot-tall orca man with eyes the color of moss, and as Insom stepped into the room he was nearly bowled over by the intense stench of musk that was even stronger than his or Rykela's.

Amazingly, he didn't swoon to the floor on the spot, and actually managed to set the plate of cupcakes down on the arm of a couch before his first orgasm, cum suddenly belching from his cock with all the force of an untapped oil well the second he let himself relax. He couldn't help but whimper with embarrassment, but the orca seemed flattered by the compliment, blowing the bull a kiss that made his tail curl.

Insom couldn't help but stare, his face flushed deeply and his cock lurching and angrily spitting all over the floor. The orca lounging before him was only slightly larger than he was, by perhaps a foot or two, but he carried his brawn with such relaxed ease that compared to him Insom felt like a rookie watching a master of his craft. He was just so handsome and radiated such a friendly personality that despite himself the bull felt himself developing first twinges of a crush developing for the other male.

His cock wouldn't stop gushing and gushing, each breath he took increasingly saturated with cockscent, the bull beginning to grow so turned on he could almost swear he felt his prostate pulsing inside him. Mercifully, the orca hardly seemed fazed by all the sperm, even as several gallons of it got slopped all over his perfect. He held out a hand that engulfed Insom's when the bull took it, and Insom's hair stood on end when he felt the slick layer of sweat soaking the orca's skin squishing between his fingers.

He was having flashbacks to the day he was transformed by Rykela.

The orca's skin gleamed in the soft light of the room, his muscles rippling hypnotically as he moved. His body was a steroid-abuser's wet dream, muscles upon muscles packed more densely than Insom would've thought possible, and yet somehow he was still so sleek and attractive Insom had no trouble imagining the cetacean darting through the ocean waves like a bullet. The orca seemed to sense Insom's imagination running wild away from him, and grinned. Perhaps he was used to the reaction. He was like a dream come to life, after all...

It was funny. Insom was no more than a foot or two smaller than Tide, at most, but the orca was so much more impressive in every way, especially with the relaxed, comfortable ease with which he carried his gigantic body. Compared to Insom, it was like the bull was a rookie athlete just getting used to competing on a national level, whereas the orac was a legendary pro who commanded everyone's attention wherever he went.

It honestly made Insom's heart flutter.

With a wink, the orca lifted up one of his chiseled legs and stretched it out, four-foot thighs suddenly revealing a package so monstrous it made Insom's jaw drop. He was nearly naked, of course, wearing nothing except a jock strap the color of the ocean, the thin fabric clearly soaked through and through with cum and sweat and slurping quietly as he peeled his thighs away from pressing against it. Balls the size of Insom's torso were somehow tucked inside, the too-small covering managing to barely shelter perhaps a quarter of either orb, the rest of the white spheres presented to the outside world and reeking of a rank, addictive musk. His dick was pulsing lightly in time with Tide's heartbeat, the sheer power radiating through it making it bounce four to five inches each time. It almost made it look like his dick was alive and ready to pounce!

"Hey there! You must be the waiter Rykela was babbling on and on about. Oh my goodness, you look amazing... It's nice to meet you! My name's Tide." Dear god, he sounded like liquid velvet, the deep masculine timbre of his voice making Insom feel faint. His voice was so lovely he could get off to his words alone!

Tide moaned - the orca was unable to resist himself, and he reached down with arms that looked like solid pillars of steel brawn and began to play with his enormous bulge, groping himself roughly through the fabric as his cock began to belch cum through the cloth and all over the pillows he was resting on. His jock strap was so tight that even the volleyball-sized helmet of his penis was visibly outlined inside it, the perfect curves of his half-chubbed shaft pulsing in time with his heartbeat. Insom could've been able to count the veins bulging down its length if he wanted... it was almost too glorious to be real.

Before he could stop himself, he thrust out his own junk, and mashed his balls against Tide's, moaning softly as the two huge males rubbed their junk all over each other in their own way of saying hello. Cum splattered everywhere, thick and ripe and steaming, streaking in wrist-thick ropes through bovine fur and smearing all over Tide's handsome black and white skin. The room was filled with the quiet sounds of the two men's moans and the rhythmic squelches and slurps of cum-stained flesh sliding and pressing against each other.

For several long moments, the two frotted, Insom's naked penis grinding against Tide's own clothed erection as it swelled and swelled, stretching the fabric of his jockstrap out like warm rubber. It was probably one of Rykela's specially-enchanted things, which meant that it could grow endlessly to contain Tide's junk without tearing until the orca chose to take it off. Of course, the Baker's Dozen uniforms were made of the same material, and had Insom's outfit covered up his boner it'd have stretched out just as much. What a world...

"M-My name's Insom... a-and I'll... oooh, I'll be your server today." The bull could hardly recite the standard welcoming, his mind reeling from pleasure. Every time Tide moaned or chuckled his cock ached anew, the orca's hypnotic, alluring voice making the bull feel like he was falling hopelessly in love. It was just too much!

"S-So... Tide. Mmmmmnh. C-Can I get anything else for you, or, aaah.... anything I can do? At all."

"Well, I don't need much. I'm fine with this! You sure are every bit as adorable as Rykela said... I think we're going to have a lot of fun together." Tide's long fluked tail was swaying, flinging droplets of scented sweat through the air, the orca so delighted he could barely contain himself. As Insom moaned and hosed his chest down in a fresh coating of bull-seed, Tide reached up and took the bull's hand in his. Insom squirmed as Tide kissed it, then began to lick the cum from his fur, sucking his fingers clean and then holding his hand firmly in an aggressive display of affection.

"Here... let me, ergh... get a little more comfortable! Haha, although I suppose we're pretty settled in already. I'll make you some room to lie down." Tide scooted back, chuckling pleasantly, his sodden bulge emitting a loud slurp as it slide away from Insom's. The two packages were still connected with half a dozen thick, cummy strings, and Tide smirked as he reached down and wiped away the mess. His nuts and Insom's were gurgling and roiling with deafening need, the two men's bodies so worked up it was mostly only sheer force of will that kept one from pouncing the other.

The bull's heart was racing as Tide smiled at him, one eyebrow raised, and the orca gave him a playful smirk as he spread his legs and let Insom sit down with him. Hesitantly, the bull curled up against Tide, his back resting against the orca's brick-like ab muscles, their penises rubbing together like matching twins and sending bursts of cum spraying towards the ceiling in high arcs. Just being with Tide was making Insom swell even larger than he'd ever been before, the sheer force of his arousal making his cock shoot up to nearly eight and a half feet in height. It felt amazing, the rush of the slow and steady growth reminiscent of a good deep tissue massage, and as Insom gazed into Tide's eyes he felt like he wanted to stay there forever. The orca was like a force of nature, a tidal wave of sex whose attractiveness and dominant personality has swept Insom off his feet. With someone like Tide, the bull was beginning to enjoy the total lack of control. He felt like he was being taken care of by a much bigger brother, the orca guiding him to even greater heights of love and pleasure.

Insom was so tall that Tide didn't even have to lean forward to give him a kiss, nibbling on the bull's ears and making the bovine giggle. "Hey... you seem like you're enjoying this! That's good... I know I certainly am. You know, I'm in a line of work that's a bit like Rykela's - I work at a spa and I'm used to taking good care of people just like shi is. I suppose you can guess what my number one selling point is..." Tide gave him a wink, and Insom nodded shyly, his nostrils flaring as he took in another deep breath of the orca's intoxicating musk. He'd thought that his own scent and Rykela's were attractive, but Tide was putting them both to shame. They couldn't even compare.

"I-it's your scent... right?"

"Yep! I've always had a really awesome natural odor, but after I hit puberty, well... I kind of blew up like a balloon, as you can see. I've had a little, uh, guidance from my own boss, size-wise, but my scent's really become amazing without anyone's help. I guess it's like a fine wine that's matured into something exceptional, you know?" He chuckled, though a thought seemed to strike him. "Come to think of it, my boss is really similar to Rykela. Maybe they're related..."

He shrugged and laughed. "I dunno. That doesn't really matter now... What I'm trying to say is that I can tell you really enjoy musk too. You're like a puppy dog begging for another treat... It's always cute to see people in love with my scent, and you've got it BAD."

He beckoned Insom forward, and as the bull rolled over Tide suddenly met him with a rough kiss, his lips pressing to Insom's and his tongue burrowing into the bull's mouth. Insom trembled, then relaxed, the two lovers closing their eyes as they relished the affection. In unison, their cocks erupted, a cascade of seed pouring onto the already-saturated pallet they lay atop of. The room was so filled up with the aroma of sex that Insom almost felt as if he were drowning, the wallpaper beginning to peel a little at the edges and his fur frizzing up under in the humid, sauna-like air.

It was _ amazing _.

He let out a low, glad wail as Tide lifted up his right arm and gave it a lazy flex, the orca's bicep instantly ballooning up until it was over twice the size of his own head. He curled and uncurled his arm, showing off his incredible muscles for his lover. Each time he flexed, Insom got a glimpse of a snow-white bush of armpit hair hidden beneath the orca's enormous arm, the cetacean's jungle of body fluff immaculately kept clean save for a sheen of sweat that cascaded in a rain of warm droplets to the pillows below when he lifted his arm up. Despite that, his scent was stronger there than perhaps anywhere else except the cleft of his nutsack, and as he showed off for Insom each flex also rewarded the bull with a fresh blast of musk, the aromatic barrage battering the bull's mental defenses and making him much more submissive and susceptible to suggestion than he already was.

"Come here, cutie... I know you want to get closer. Come here and get a good whiff of my musk. Get right in there and take a deep sniff. Such a good boy..." Tide crooned, his hypnotic voice making Insom moan needily. He couldn't resist, and scooted up until he was laying alongside next to the orca, burying his snout under the orca's arm and taking in deep, hungry gulps of the orca's musk. Tide bit his lip, his cock lurching so violently it was as if it was trying to escape its fabric prison, and he couldn't help but reach down with his free hand and grab his dick to begin to jerk off again through the fabric, moaning so much he could hardly speak.

"Oh... fuck. You're even more eager than I thought. That's so fucking hot! get right in there... I love being sniffed, being worshiped... and you're driving me up the wall! You're just perfect... oh..." Tide curled his arm down, and trapped Insom in a gentle yet firm headlock, his bicep swelling around the bull's face as he was immediately surrounded in the damp, hot prison of the orca's armpit, the bull quickly growing drunk on the addictive aroma. He could do little but whimper and squirm, his cock heaving and belching gallon after gallon of hot, gooey spunk all over himself and Tide, the two lovers quickly coated in a creamy foot-thick layer of white that made it look like they were hiding beneath a huge ivory blanket.

As Insom breathed in Tide's scent, he began to grow before the orca's eyes, the larger male moaning as he watched the bull's body swell all over. He gazed down at Insom, awestruck as the bull grew steadily before his very eyes. He was blimping up with muscle, his pink top straining visibly to hold his expanding chest, each gulp of musk the bull took making his pecs explode with sheer mass like bombs were going off inside them. He was growing so rapidly that his body was actually pushing Tide's arm up and freeing Insom from the headlock the orca had him pinned in!

If his uniform hadn't been enchanted, Insom would have hulked out of it already, the collar of his top stretching around his growing traps. His shoulders were growing so huge that they probably could have seated several grown men on either one, his arms shredded beyond belief and so filled with power that Insom couldn't help but involuntarily flex them, eager to feel the power coursing through them. His body was alight with pleasure, his muscles constantly growing bigger and tighter - with each of his breaths, he could feel his abdominal muscles clenching, his eight pack becoming a ten-pack, then twelve, each one nearly triple the size they'd been before! As Tide stared, nearly speechless, Insom grew into a mountain of a bull, his body so huge it wasn't difficult to imagine him supporting the weight of the entire world without breaking a sweat.

His cock was gorgeous, laced with veins and heaving tremendously as blood roared through it. Its plump pink helmet was obscenely wide and so perfectly-formed it was almost obscene, the basketball-sized cockhead nearly twice the width of his girth even at the base! Best of all, it was pumping out cum with so much force that even at his most relaxed state it looked like Insom was having a mind-shattering orgasm, the constant torrent of thick stinking seed hosing down everything within a fifteen-foot radius. His balls were visibly quivering and roiling, so densely packed with steaming, musky bovine spunk that it was making his skin ripple as the liquid inside churned and swirled.

Tide reached down, his hand trembling, and began to run his fingers through the incredibly thick, silky pubic hair that was sprouting from Insom's ball cleavage, giving his lover's nuts a groping just to reassure himself that they weren't a fevered fantasy. The bull was growing bigger than nearly anyone Tide had ever seen before, even at his boss's spa, balls the size of mattresses billowing out and forcing the orca to hook his legs over them and straddle their growing girth if he didn't want his legs to get crushed under hundreds of gallons of pent-up cum.

Insom's blissful growth didn't last forever, though, as Tide unexpectedly lifted his arm and set him free, the sudden rush of oxygen making the bull's head spin as he cried out with alarm and disappointment. It took a moment for his head to clear again, the bull having been under such a mental assault through his senses that he'd almost regressed to a submissive, feral state of mind in that brief period of time. Tide had a good sense of the bull's limits, though, and pulled him back before he was carried permanently over the brink. As Insom gazed at him, the bull's face covered from the shoulders up in Tide's aromatic sweat, Tide nodded bashfully and pointed out Insom's ridiculously huge pecs.

The bull was freakishly huge, his pecs so gigantic that it made him look like he had a pair of tits to rival Rykela's own huge rack. His nipples were almost pointed straight down, and above that his head was actually tilted upwards at nearly a forty-five degree angle by the mass of his muscles getting in the way! As Insom came to his senses, he became vaguely aware of a damp, relaxing feeling, as if his chest muscles were experiencing a low-level orgasm. It was difficult to tell since he was already so soaked in semen and sweat, but there was definitely some kind of liquid trickling down the brick wall of his torso.

Tide finally spoke again, his handsome voice carrying a shy tremor that made Insom blush. "H-hey... wow... I think you're lactating."

"Wh-wha.... n-nooooo... Are you serious? I'm a guy! Guys don't... don't..."

"Shush, you. There are a few men I work with who give milk when they get really worked up... it's nothing I haven't seen before, so don't freak out. And besides."

Tide smiled, and then to his shock Insom felt the orca's lips wrap around his left nipple, the now-smaller musclestud beginning to nurse from him with surprisingly delicate suckles. Insom's cock bounced in excitement despite himself, and he couldn't help but let out a loud moan as sweet vanilla-flavored milk began to flow down Tide's throat. He couldn't see Tide due to the size of his pecs blocking everything, but it felt fucking INCREDIBLE. Was this what his boss felt when shi shared hir milk?

"Oh, goddamn... you taste just like Rykela. That hits the spot..." Tide growled, sinking his fingers into Insom's pecs and groping the tender, sensitive muscle. Insom's brain felt as if it were melting from sheer pleasure, so many different pleasurable physical sensations coursing through his nerves that he could barely string two thoughts together.

"Oooouhh.... gaaah... Tiiiiiide...!!!" He whimpered, half in need and half out of shyness, his toes curling as his cock slopped bathtub-filling globs of cum all over the floor and furniture. He nearly passed out when Tide pressed his cockhead against Insom's and began to frot with him in time with his suckles, the orca's broad hand cupping the twin helmets as they mashed against each other and giving them encouraging, rhythmic squeezes.

Cum poured through his fingers, his hand disappearing in the midst of twin geysers of milky white goo, and as Tide began to rumble with happiness Insom felt his nipple start to vibrate inside the cetacean's mouth. It was too much, and he let out a wail as he experienced the most violent orgasm of his life.

If his cumshots had been geysers before, his cock became a prehistoric volcano blowing its top, his urethra actually bulging nearly twice its previous girth as his balls tried to force hundreds of gallons of seed out his cock all at once. The room was filled with the sound of roaring liquid so loud that Insom and Tide couldn't even hear the bull's orgasmic bellows, the blast of cum spraying through the ceiling and causing plaster and semen to rain down upon the two lovers. Insom didn't just see stars - an entire galaxy blossomed before his eyes, his head reeling like a drunken carnival-goer with bliss.

He just kept cumming with no end in sight, his cock a broken fire hose and his balls a nearly bottomless reservoir of glue-like spunk. The VIP room and whatever room was on the floor above were completely whitewashed, every last square inch soaked in bull cum, the lovers' musk so concentrated that neither could see more than a foot in the thick fog of sex-stench. The furniture seemed to be missing, lost in the swamp of sex, and there was a pool of standing cum at least three feet deep lapping at their feet! Tide had lost track of how much time had passed when the bull's climax finally died down, the flow of cum pouring from his dick finally dwindling down back to a mere river. The orca blinked with astonishment, feeling the slimy cum trying to keep his eyelids glued shut.

"Damn... I _ gotta _ have that in me!" He grinned, shaking himself off like a dog wringing water from its fur, droplets of spunk flying everywhere as he tried to get himself somewhat clean. It was pretty difficult, though, because Insom's cum had grown dense enough that it clung to everything like old chewing gum. He rolled over, dropping to all fours, the pool of cum rising to just under his chin, and offered himself to Insom with a gentle, inviting growl.

Insom stared, his mouth watering. He hadn't realized until now just what a juicy, irresistable ass Tide possessed. As he stepped forward, he grabbed the orca's tail at the base and began to squeeze it, making the cetacean blush and whimper unashamedly. Besides his thick, muscled cheeks the orca's enormous ballsack hung down invitingly nearly to the floor, the orbs wobbling and swaying full of hundreds of gallons of sweet seed. Insom couldn't resist feeling them up, hefting them in his hands and marveling at the weight he felt as he lifted them up and down. He could feel incredible heat coming from them, like they were filled with lava - he could easily see himself never needing a blanket or heater if he snuggled up to Tide's beautiful balls at night when he went to bed. The cum banks were so massive that the slightest stimulation on them was amplified exponentially, Insom's tender and adoring caresses making Tide feel like his brain was being bombarded and overloaded with bliss.

Tide moaned, throwing his head back and blushing deeply, and Insom realized he'd begun to worship those smelly spheres without even realizing, running his tongue softly over their broad white surfaces and cleaning them of his spunk. His own fluids tasted marvelous, yes, but he was familiar enough with his own flavor to notice that there was definitely a bitter taste in there too that only made it seem all the more savory and delicious. It was probably Tide's sweat, the liquified orcamusk mingling with bullspunk like chocolate and peanut butter.

"Please... fuck, fuck, don't tease me, I'm going crazy over here. You have NO IDEA how badly I need you!" Tide begged, his fluked tail lashing back and forth impatiently. Insom smiled bashfully and nodded, his quiet sigh tickling the orca's nuts as he exhaled and giving the poor whale scrotal goosebumps.

"Here I come, big guy... I'm going to fill you up even bigger than this room!" The bull grinned proudly. He'd grown so enormous that he hardly doubted it possible. He'd left behind all his preconceived notions of hugeness the day Rykela transformed him into a muscle god. Tide's eager wail only made him more delighted and determined to prove his word, and as he lined his cock up with Tide's hole and began to penetrate him he took his time forcing that gigantic, cum-slick and spongy helmet in. He wanted Tide to feel every goddamned inch of his massive tool. It was even wider than the orca's waist or his at this point, but he was absolutely certain it would go in. The ease with which Tide's body stretched around his shaft told him so.

Of course, Tide's rump was still so tight and warm that he almost ended up exploding before he'd got in past his dickhead. Insom was still pouring a steady torrent of seed into the orca, and a few moments in the cetacean's belly looked like he was pregnant with triplets, but an orgasm would've dwarfed that flow instantly and made further fun impossible. So Insom did his best to keep from blowing his load too soon, clenching his inner muscles desperately the second he felt his prostate trembling even the slightest. It was working, too - if Tide had not been speared on several feet of bovine dick he probably would've been doing backflips from pleasure. The big guy couldn't stop moaning, squealing, and shouting, running his mouth like a broken faucet and telling Insom in many many words exactly how amazing it felt to be plowed by him. It was actually kind of adorable how much of a slutty, eager sub the orca turned when he bottomed for a cock as big as he was!

The bakery echoed with their cries, but neither really cared. Nobody in the bakery did, really - although the staff were all giggled and flustered, the musk the two lovers produced starting to spread through the air vents and walls and doors and spike the libidos of everyone within the building. The customers didn't exactly mind, for many were there in part because of the gorgeous workers, and the enormous boners and drooling, squirting pussies and breasts the staff were having to walk around with were only garnering them hyper-sized tips and compliments.

"Fuck me! Oh please... FUCK ME!" Tide bellowed, his tongue lolling out as his cock heaved and then erupted in his fifth or sixth consecutive orgasm. His dick had grown to the point that it stuck out several feet past his head as he knelt there, giving him the perfect view of his jaw-droppingly gargantuan cumshots. The wall was getting blasted again and again to the point where it seemed like it was going to be knocked in like the ceiling, but Tide's cannon-like blasts were only a drop in the bucket compared to what his balls held.

The violent climaxes and delighted shouts made Insom feel like an amazing lover, though, the bull feeling hornier and hornier the more flattered he got. By now he'd bottomed out inside Tide, his nuts smashing against the whale's with each huge plunging thrust, his cock slamming deep inside the orca's body and filling him up with a truckful of spunk each time.

His thrusts grew more erratic, Tide's muscles clenching around his shaft as the orca came again, and then all at once with the intensity of a supernova Insom came for a second time, with the orca's bloated body suddenly expanding like a balloon to the size of a small tanker truck in the space of a few seconds. His bellybutton popped out and his pecs swelled until they were every bit as big as Insom's, the orca looking just like a woman who'd suddenly found herself pregnant with several dozen kids. It was strange, yet kind of hot... Tide's nipples puffed up, and suddenly the orca began to lactate too, milk squirting from his nips with pent-up pressure that rivaled the cum blasting from his lover's dick.

Tide held every last drop that Insom pumped into him, though, the tidal waves of spunk pouring into him making him cream even harder than he was before. The pungent pool of jism in the room didn't rise as dramatically as before, but Insom noted with approval that the orca's cumshot definitely added another foot or so of spunk to the mess sloshing about in the room. There was so much cum, everywhere, all over everything and filling Tide to the point where the orca felt like he might as well have been made of the thick liquid. He never wanted this to end...

Neither lover stopped cumming, and Insom didn't let his explosive orgasm keep him from continuing to thrust, pulling out then cramming his gigantic shaft into Tide's eager body again and again for what felt like hours. At some point the orca was finally overcome by pleasure and passed out, his face and chest flushed a dark purple with arousal, embarrassment, and exertion, his cock continuing to heave and gush as if he were still awake.

Insom's climax finished, although the continual flood of spunk pouring from his own twelve-foot boner didn't die down completely either. As he pulled free with an enormous, wet slurp, he patted his sodden, stiff tool and watched the cum continue to drool from it in a steady stream with some amazement that he had reserves this massive. How much had he cum today? Did he have a limit? Even now he guessed that he was emptying about a hundred gallons per minute into the room... it was amazing, and fucking hot. He pushed the thoughts out of his mind, to keep the fantasies from turning him on any more.

A knock on the door took his attention. "Yes...? Who is it?"

"Um... Jesus, you smell so fucking amazing..." His boss mumbled, hir words barely audible over the loud gurgling of Insom's and Tide's bodies and the constant noisy sloshing of cum. "... YES I was wondering if you two were finished. You sound finished. Yes."

The bull chuckled. It was obvious Rykela was doing hir level best not to come in there and fuck both his and Tide's brains out. "I guess we're done for now, although I doubt we're going anywhere anytime soon. Are you coming in?"

"Nope! I don't think I can open this door..." He heard the huge herm quietly moan and talk to hirself again. "An' people call me a silly dragoness."

He smiled and huffed, enjoying the scent of the acrid air. It was like a spice for his nostrils, making his lungs burn with a happy, healthy fire. "Well, that's okay. I'm happy where I am for now. Ooooh... I feel so amazing, Ry. I wish I could cum like this forever." He leaned back, resting upon the snoozing orca's dome of a belly like a bed. As he turned his head and pressed his cheek against Tide's tummy he took in the scent of his lover and it relaxed him.

There was a moment of silence, and then the dragoness spoke up. Hesitantly. "You just might, Insom... I've begun to think you're a very lucky bull."

Insom blinked, his boss' unusual words getting his attention. "What do you mean?"

"Well... I suppose I should go ahead and tell you this. I've suspected it for awhile but I'm pretty sure now if it's as bad in there as it sounds. Hee. See, when I change folks like I changed you, there's an infinitesimal chance that their bodies are so suited for it that they, er... they become Breeders, like me. It's so rare it might as well be a million-to-one odds. You're only the third ever to become one."

The bull stared up at the ceiling, and was surprised to find he didn't really care. He'd grown to enjoy his new body to the point where he welcomed growing even further, and the thought of having a libido like Rykela's and a body that tended to grow and gush at the drop of a hat actually excited him!

"You know... I don't think that's going to be much of a problem! I'm already liking it, ma'am, although I wouldn't say no if you wanted to offer me some help or advice from one Breeder to another." He couldn't help but giggle, his cock spewing a particularly fat glob of seed as it perked up and responded to his emotions.

"It's funny. The others said the same thing." Rykela smiled, hir tail swaying happily. "I guess I'll leave you two lovers alone for now! You've really made a huge mess of things, but my staff hasn't been this horny and eager in a long time. You guys really reek! It's the best..."

Insom closed his eyes, and listened to the herm humming to hirself as shi walked away, until the room was quiet again save for the constant creaks and sloshes of the two musclestud lovers' spurting, flexing bodies. It was perfect white noise, and right about now a nap sounded like a godsend for the tired bull.

As he fell asleep, he blushed and kissed Tide's belly. He hoped the orca thought highly of him... Insom had actually fallen hard for the big guy, and the thought of asking him for a date made him whimper and smile bashfully. He was glad he'd met Tide.

Getting a job at the Baker's Dozen was the best thing that'd ever happened to him.