Day Spa
#1 of David goes to the Spa
Commission for Ilovedoc on FA :D
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David was done. He had finished his finals for the semester and was walking home, through the city, on a route he had taken many times before. It was the first time the human had seen this spa along his route. The sign read as a day spa, with massages, treatments, and saunas inside as well as... fur cleansing and grooming services?
David tentatively looked into the window, but the glass was frosted. His curiosity got the better of him, and the slender boy opened the door, entering the reception room of the day spa. Behind the counter was a pudgy looking otter, typing away at a computer.
At hearing the human enter through the front door, the otter raised his head, and smiled, "You're just on time Mister Sullivan."
David was taken aback, confused as to how this otter knew his name... He had seen furres around, but he hadn't ever had the chance to meet one. As far as he knew they were being gradually integrated into the culture. "I... on time for what?"
"You're just on time for your appointment. You have a full treatment scheduled. Finals stress can get to you." The otter said cheerfully, and as he did so his pudge jiggled noticeably beneath his uniform.
David stared a little, a blush coming to his cheek. The human youth was gay, and had a thing for larger men, preferably rounder, and more cuddly. But he had never even thought about doing it with a furre... until this otter. He managed to speak, "I... yeah... stress gets to me..."
Just then a door leading to deeper into the spa opened, and there was an enormous horse. Not only did his head nearly scrape the doorframe, but his gut was round and sagged softly, in contrast to powerfully defined arms and legs. He wore the same uniform as the otter, which, he could see without a desk in the way, lacked in the area of pants, the top coming down just enough to afford modesty.
David blushed deeply, finding his pants feeling rather too tight. The otter smiled to the horse, getting up and walking over to give his belly a gentle rub and cheek a kiss. As he went up onto his webbed toes to kiss the equine's cheek, his thick rudder of a tail rose, giving David a perfect view of his soft, round rump, attached to wide, curvaceous hips, as if the extra weight on the otter settled exactly where it would make him more attractive, particularly to David.
The equine grinned at the human's reaction to this, "Don't want to break the boy." He looked down to the otter conspiringly. "Yet."
The otter grinned as well, giving a sway of his rump while looking back at David, as if expecting the bulge in his pants to point only at his posterior. "Too bad. He's cute. "
"He'll still be cute when we're done with him, don't you worry." The equine huffed, and beckoned to David.
The human stared for a moment or two, before realizing he had to go towards the massive stallion, eyes drifting to his gut every so often, before back at his strong limbs. He managed to make it across the room, gasping as the otter suddenly pantsed him, looking at the smaller furre.
The otter winked, "No pants allowed back there." He gave the human's rump a swat with his webbed paw.
David jumped a bit at the swat, his insistent arousal now free to bob in front of him, the horse grinning somehow broader, and turning to lead David inward.
The equine stopped at a door labeled 'Massage therapy' and opened the door, just as a massive bear came out of a nearby room, flesh jiggling and swaying in a hypnotic motion under his fur. He wasn't wearing any clothes at all, and David thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The bear noticed the little aroused human, and swatted his rump, giving it a grope. "Come by the sauna after your treatment... I'm sure me and the boys would be glad to give you a proper welcome..." Without another word the bear waddled his way off.
David nearly orgasmed when the bear touched him, brushed up against him with that gut. He came back to reality, to find the horse holding the door open for him. He blushed and rushed into the massage room. There was a broad table in the middle of the room, with a hole in it for the face to press through when laying facedown. The equine slipped behind David and undid his jacket, pulling it off, before pulling his t-shirt up and over his head. As the human was guided closer to the massage table, he could see another hole. Before he could ask, he was being lifted by the powerful arms of who he assumed now to be his masseuse.
The masseuse set David down gently on the table, and instantly he knew what the hole was for. While his face pressed through the one he had assumed about correctly, the other allowed his aroused shaft to not be pressed to him, along with his hanging sac. Before he could think too deeply on this matter, he felt something quite warm being squirted onto his back, and a rich musky scent in the air.
The equine's strong hands descended, and started to knead and press into David's flesh, while at the same time spreading the warm substance across his back. David groaned softly, weakly wiggling as the massaging worked on his flesh. It didn't hurt as he expected it might... it felt warm, and a little tingly, especially when the horse ground his knuckles down along his spine to his tailbone.
Every so often the horse would swap to one hand, and there would be a wet sounding rhythmic thwapping, before more of the warm cream landed on his back. The last time it happened the horse sounded like he was biting back a moan rubbing the cream down and over the boy's rump, pressing it firmly between his cheeks and along his pucker.
David cried out, and spasmed, hitting his orgasm at the contact. The horse huffed with a grin as the human spent himself out into the repository waiting underneath the human shaft, before he gently finished massaging that rump and the lower back, before hefting the limp boy up, and cradling him against his soft gut.
The young human opened his eyes, blushing to find himself against that gut he had been admiring. He started to weakly rub it as the horse walked along, nuzzling gently, and wiggling his butt almost instinctively. No, it wasn't his butt. Before he could think on it longer, the Horse set him down in a chair facing an enormous skunk. He was round, and pudgy didn't do him justice. He was lardy. Rolls of fat adorned his surface, in full view as he didn't bother wearing the uniform. The only thing that parted them was a desk, and on the desk was a placard that read a name, but David couldn't begin to think of how it was pronounced. It also labeled the massive lardball as the spa's dietitian.
"no wonder." David thought, remembering how everyone he had seen so far was heavy.
The skunk grinned, his neck rolls seeming to echo the motion, "So, Mister Sullivan, your treatment seems to be going well so far, but in my professional opinion, you are malnourished. You eat little other than ramen and pop tarts, and that can't be good for you."
David was about to ask how the skunk knew of his diet, when the black and white lardball resumed, "So, I've prepared a set of supplements for you to take before your next treatment. Well, as your next treatment."
The human looked confused, "Suppliments?"
The skunk grinned, and a hose dropped down from the ceiling. "Put the end into your mouth."
David looked carefully at the tube, which had a sort of mask just behind the nozzled tip. He put the nozzle into his mouth and found the mask didn't exactly fit his facial features, leaving his eyes open was well. While he was distracted, the skunk had gotten up and was now tying the mask onto his face. He looked confused, but couldn't speak.
As he stepped back, the skunk reached down to pat the human's flat belly, "Time to give you some flesh." He pressed a button and the hose collapsed, removed of air, before it started to inflate out again, slowly.
David watched the bulge travelling down the hose to the mask, before a moment later, the most delicious thing he had ever tasted started to roll over the back of his tongue. He was forced to swallow, nose flaring inside the mask. As he drank the thick substance, a soft tingle started all over the lower part of his face, and he kept gulping, closing his eyes as he felt the heavy gel building up in his gut. Just as he felt he was about to be full, he felt the prick of a needle on his arm. Weakly he looked at the dietitian.
The skunk swayed his musky tail with a grin, "Can't have you bursting. That was to boost your digestive system."
And even as he said that, David felt the pressure in his gut subside, reaching his hands down to feel it, finding it was bigger, even though the pressure was gone. And it didn't feel hard, like an over-pressured container, but rather soft. Pudgy. The shot had made him digest the gel faster and start to store it as fat, he realized. Under the mask his cheeks flushed with blood, and below his gut something else started to fill with blood too. David couldn't help feeling aroused as the body type he had never had access to was starting to be built onto him.
After what seemed like forever, the skunk pressed the button again, taking away the mask gently and patting around David's mouth with a pleased look on his face. The human was feeling itchy all over, and when he last felt his belly, the hair he had started growing the year before felt a lot thicker than last time he checked. He wondered if it was a side effect, and why his nose seemed bigger in his range of vision. Before he could think too carefully, the skunk spoke.
"There you go. That's good enough for a first session. Now off to pelt care." The skunk started shooing the human out into the hall.
David wanted to proclaim he didn't have a pelt so it could be cared for, but the new feeling of fat jiggling, on his own body distracted him, and made him a bit more aroused.
On a bench in the hall was the horse masseuse from before, grinning broadly. He had his legs spread and his uniform coat open so that his big gut protruded, barely covering his loins. But it didn't just hang there. It jiggled and moved, as if from something inside it. He patted his active gut, and let out a long wet belch, the motion stopping. The equine winked to David, "Maybe next time you see me you'll get to have my full treatment..."
Overwhelmed, confused, and quite aroused, David found himself being pressed on by the massive skunk behind him, to a door labeled 'Pelt Care.' David looked back towards the horse, who's gut gave another twitch and a bulging motion within, before going still once more. That sight, he didn't know what it meant, or why it made him so aroused. But moments later he was grasped and pulled into the new door. Inside was a pudgy Golden Retreiver with the silkiest coat of fur David had ever seen.
"Ah, you must be Mister Sullivan, going through our treatments one at a time, eh?" The dog smiled broadly, long furred tail swishing behind him. "Well, here's the room where you get all finished up." He lead the young, newly enpudged human to a chamber that looked like a shower. "Now get right in here, and we'll get you all nice and fluffy."
David couldn't respond before the golden dog pressed him in and closed the door. He looked back out at the clear door, "What do you mean fluffy?" there was a hollow reverberation inside the shower, and the dog outside made a gesture to indicate that he couldn't hear David.
David sighed, but then warm water started to spray at him from all sides. His mind instantly relaxed. Mechanical arms came from the walls, with soaped up scrubbers, and started to work all over his body, exploring its new curves from the added pudge, getting into his now hard to reach places. Everywhere the soap touched was tingly, and he closed his eyes lest it get in them. He moaned as another robotic arm started to toy with his already aroused bits, rubbing over his shaft and seeming to tug at the flesh immediately around it. Another started to tug painlessly at a spot below the small of his back, and the two sensations together started to drive him towards his next orgasm of the day. He pressed his hands out against the walls for support, and felt his feet digging into the floor, before he let out an inhuman cry and started to release his seed once more, not realizing that as before, it was being collected.
As he came down from his peak, he found that his softening shaft was slipping into something soft and warm, and something brushed against his legs. The water jets came on again, washing away the soap rapidly. Once he felt rinsed, air jets started to blast all over him, warm air rushing around him, drying his flesh, his... fur.
He opened his eyes, and looked down at himself, brownish grey fur, patterned perplexingly to him. He looked back at where he had felt something, and he saw he had a big poofy, ringed tail. He felt at his nose, and realized it was a muzzle. The door opened, and the dog helped him out of the shower, before unveiling a mirror that had been covered when he came in. David saw a big, fat, sexy raccoon furre, where he thought he was supposed to be. "Oh... oh wow..." Was all the former human could say.
The golden retriever grinned, "There, now, why don't you go relax in the sauna for a bit?"
David remembered the bear's invitation, blushing through his new fur, under the dark mask over his eyes. "I... okay." He waddled out of the room, and to the last door in the hall, marked 'Sauna.' David halted, and found his shaft sliding out of its new sheathe at the sight. There were six naked, massively lardy males in the sauna, all of them heftier than David was now.
The bear from before grinned to him, "C'mere, boy... I knew they'd do a good job of converting you."
David found himself unable to not comply, waddling into the room as the door closed behind him, a massive dragon moving to block the door. He found himself kneeling in front of the bear, who grinned. David's new tail swished a bit, and he started to nuzzle affectionately at the lardy gut of the ursine.
"Oooh... that's a good coon... you're my natural prey now, boy. Its good that you love my belly." He rubbed over the back of David's head, starting to scritch between the ears, a low rumble coming from his chest. "Because I can let you rub it from the inside any time I want..." He growled dominantly.
David stared in awe at the bear, "Y-You could swallow me whole...?" He didn't know why, but he found this amazingly arousing. Then what he saw the horse's gut doing in the hall clicked for him. He nearly came on the spot.
"Any of us could, little coon, just like you could probably eat that cute otterboy at the front desk... " The bear rumbled, licking his lips slowly. "he's a tasty morsel, he is. Feels really good squirming under my lard."
"Y-You've eaten him before? H-How-" David stammered, confused.
The white lion nearby purred amusedly, "Don't scare the boy. Let him know about the device..."
The bear rolled his eyes, "Alright... There's a machine in the spa that makes sure anyone who gets eaten who's been here gets remade as good as new. I'd say our otter friend has taken advantage of that service a dozen times in the last week."
David was about to ask "how?" but then he realized, he had been turned into a furre and given at least a hundred pounds of weight to round out his figure in the course of an afternoon. He was well in over his depth.
While he was thinking, a big fat cock pressed under his new tail. "You know, coons are wolves' natural prey too..."
David looked back to see a massive lupine, gut sagging down onto his own back. He let out a weak moan, before he felt his body being readjusted.
The ursine grinned, stroking his own shaft, "Whoever cums last gets to feel the boy inside him."
The lupine licked his lips. "You're on, papa bear."
David found his new muzzle being spread by the ursine's girth, blushing deeply and starting to suckle almost automatically. A moment later the wolf pressed his shaft inward. As the lardy slabs of masculinity started to thrust at either end of him, David found himself relaxed, calm... well... as calm as someone who felt almost painfully horny could be. The coon flexed his rump and suckled firmly, trying to do both predators credit, and wondering what the inside of a gut would be like....
After what seemed like forever, the wolf let out a howl, and hilted firmly in the fat rumpcheeks of the coon, starting to pump his thick, rich seed into the new furre. David's eyes widened as his body visibly grew fatter. He guessed that chemical was still working inside him.
"You lose, wolfie." The ursine grinned, still thrusting into David's mouth. "Any other takers think they can outlast me? I bed he'd love another cock or two in him before I send him where he belongs..."
And so it went, each of the other males in the sauna having a chance at the hot coon boy's ass, each one unable to hold out from their peak. Each gush of thick creamy semen adding to David's pudge, making him rounder and heavier. And still the ursine steadily thrust his hard, preing shaft down David's throat. Once the dragon, last to go, hit his peak, the ursine grinned, and hilted his shaft into David's maw, feeling his nostrils pressed to his musky pubic fur. After a long moment, the bear's sac jumped, and the shaft started spurting the thickest cum so far down into his body, filling his gut just like the gel had before. And just like the gel, his body delt with it by padding up his body more and more. When the ursine finally pulled his shaft out of his throat, David was no longer pudgy. He was truly lardy. His tail even felt heavy under its puffy fur.
"Ohh..." David weakly moaned, his throat feeling a little raw.
The bear grinned, "don't speak, kid... you're going in now..." The massive male grasped the newly formed lardball in his paws and gaped his maw further than David thought possible. A moment later a blast of wet, hot, smelly gas blasted his face, a wet belch sounding throughout the sauna. Before David could recover, his head was being pressed into the gaping gullet, as his shoulders and arms arrived at the inside of the bear's cheeks. The fat tongue slathered out over his heavy gut, before the first gulp sounded, working David's girth inward, the maw now fitting around his widest point.
David couldn't believe it. He was being eaten. His body was entering another's body. But he wasn't afraid. He was, if anything, desperately horny. The new coon groaned muffledly as he felt that broad tongue cup his arousal. Starting to thrust, his mass jiggled and wobbled in the bear's maw, which worked his hips gradually in. David let out a guttural, inhuman, but mostly muffled cry as he splattered his own seed forth onto the bear's tongue.
The ursine rumbled loudly, and tilted his head back, letting out a resounding wet gulp. The others got to see his throat swell out, just a pair of chubby feet and a length of that heavy tail left outside, before with a wet slurp, and a slow, sensual swallow, David was gone.
David curled up as he landed in the bear's gut, exhausted, warm, sleepy... relaxed. He would definitely have to come to this spa more often.
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