Deep inside the Major's "territory"

The cat panted hotly, peering around himself. After a long hike and plenty of dodging guards and troops, he'd done it. Recognizing the aging tree in the small clearing in the woods, Major Bigg knew he'd reached the dead drop location. He wiped sweat from his brow, furrowed with intense focus, his heart softly thumping in his chest. It wasn't that he was particularly anxious, or tired, just that he was excited. There was always a rush that came with pushing behind enemy lines and slipping into their offices, libraries, and storage facilities... all the better when he was sneaking away documents and photographs of whatever his handler would order him to do that mission. He was good at it too, having tens of missions under his belt with little more incident than a brief brushing with getting caught out... but never was he taken by the opposing force. He rested against a tree trunk for a moment, his breath still coming out in soft gasps of air, his senses finally beginning to return to him.

First there was the sound of the woods, it was always pleasant in this part of the world, quiet and calm. The hushed whispers of branches and bushes brushing against each other, blocking off the wind overhead. The gentle buzz of insects, chattering and calling out. Everything came together in a soothing symphony that helped to draw his heart calmer. Then, of course, was the scent, the air crisp and cool, a stark contrast to his hot body. His fur was clammy, dripping with sweat, beads of the stuff rolling down every contour of his built frame to the ground below, soaking into the dirt. He huffed, running a hand over his form, gentle fingers tickling across the sculpted v-line above his crotch, cascading into the smooth divot that was his belly, and finally rounding out to his chest, soft and ever so lightly squishy to his touch, clad in his absolutely drenched shirt. He could smell himself, his musky scent puffing around him in clouds of warmth, the scent intoxicating, the cat panting a little hotter as he flipped his hand to the side, flicking off beads of sweat.

He leaned there for a bit, taking in the surroundings, allowing himself to relax. Of course, he wouldn't be given tranquility for long, the gurgling groaning resonating from his gently bulged abdomen reminding him of what he was here to do. The rumbling deep in his guts was accompanied by a soft constriction of his insides, hugging and slurping around the hard well-packed contents of his bowels, the feeling making him groan gently, his hole twitching softly as pressure rose, squelching and slurping, its moist surface the perfect sweat trap for everything that would build up and roll down his massive wobbly butt cheeks. The Major had a rather unconditional kit, keeping clad in something that could hardly be described as a uniform. It suited him better, he was something of a contortionist and an acrobat, and the fatigues employed by the agency didn't quite afford him the freedom of motion needed to correctly maneuver in action... besides, he couldn't deny its other benefits, peering down at the absurd proportions of his body. His nipples stood out, the fat fleshy nubs solid against his shirt, lifting the fabric, the feeling of its wet surface sliding across the pierced bits making the cat groan in pleasure.

Further beyond was his thong, the thin latex string barely managing to contain his bountiful assets. It definitely didn't contain their scent, his nose picking up the thick intense odor of his sweat drenched unwashed cock and balls. He purred gently, staring at the throbbing bulge in his underwear, watching it rise and strain the fabric even worse than it already had as his stomach groaned out again, the gurgling and growling growing more intense and persistent, his belly churning and rumbling as his intestines continued to protest their contents. The feline gripped his stomach and leaned back, moaning noisily as he felt the smooth firm bulges in his gut sink into the slowly rising taut surface of his belly. He'd been letting the pressure grow for a while now, easily almost an entire day, barely able to let it seep out as he ran, knowing his excessive noisiness could alert anybody nearby. But so far out here... there had to be nobody... He panted, unable to hold back by this point, the cramping in his belly finally having become too much. He huffed, squatting quickly as he knew what was about to come...

By this point in his career, much of his job had become second nature. Ducking patrols, talking his way out of trouble, even hiding his espionage as simple mistakes on the part of the opposition... but this still felt like the hardest part of his job. His uniform, being so thin and tight, lacked pockets almost entirely... or at least it would seem so to the untrained eye. But of course, looks were always deceiving, and right between his heaving ever-rippling sweaty musky orbs sat the best most secretive storage of all... Softly shuddering, Major Bigg bounced his hips gently, feeling the heavy weight in his rectum and sigmoid colon slide back and forth. He shivered, moaning out as he began to pant, rolling his wide heavyset hips, his blessed backside bouncing and clapping, now set into a turbulent constant jiggling, his huge ass rippling as it repeatedly spread and slammed together from the sheer weight of each cheek alone. He gripped his legs tightly, trembling as his fingers softly dug into the latex stockings that clung so well to his figure, their constricting grasp around his thighs still unable to prevent them from wobbling along with his enormous bubbly swamp ass.

His musky ass cheeks and boghole had by then long since tainted the air in the clearing, every booming clap of his thunderous dripping cheeks giving way to a rising tide of noisy sputtery ass-pussy burps as the feline began to loosen his pelvic muscles. The Major whimpered in pleasure, the cramping still refusing to die down, making his enormous well-stuffed guts sting all the more, already long since sore from storing things for so long. By then, though, the major knew the trouble he'd have to endure. It was always easy to get such big wide objects crammed up his sloppy log-chopper... but shitting them up was always another question. This was the hardest part of his job. The most arduous, noisy, and musky... yet he loved every second of it. The kitty drew in a few breaths, rippling farts and sputtering spurts of boghole froth juicily spewing forth from his relaxed turdhole as he readied himself, squinting as he finally bore down. He grit his teeth, whining out as he felt his newly tightened up sphincter pucker repeatedly against his attempts to push, pulsating every moment he thought he'd gained some leeway. Immediately came the gas, slightly relieving the heavy-set slutcat from his rumbling stomach with every steamy sputtering burst that tore forth from his slimy mucus-bubble coated turd-frother.

He groaned, occasionally reaching up to softly push on his belly as he felt his pooper finally starting to bow outward, the familiar feeling of the fat tightly sealed document case he'd packed inside himself so much earlier making him moan out, his thick veiny cock jumping and twitching with excitement as his balls pulsed, churning hotly with his thick unspent load. The pressure on his prostate, already well flattened by then, was intense, especially when combined with the sensitive stinging rising from his anal walls, the feeling a result of spending so many hours with things haphazardly crammed and lodged in his slimy froth-spewing shit cavern, his log factory lowly groaning as his belly growled. The shapes in his gut shifted downward, made more visible as air and frothy anal mucus continued to flow and ripple out from his wrinkly pursed up poophole, leaving the cat's belly emptier by the moment, though no less heavy. He grunted, shifting his legs as his paws flexed and gripped at the ground, his assring shuddering around the impaction trapped in his rectum. He cursed himself for packing the case so thick, his asshole stinging hotly as he kept pushing harder and harder, its huge wrinkled surface swelling and puffing outward in a fat slimy dome from his boggy wobbly booty meat, his cheeks repeatedly slapping around his hole, making it ever harder to focus on pushing as he felt his slimy now well-distended hill of a cunt slimily lap and twitch against the inside of his absurdly fat buttcheeks.

He pushed and pushed, his huge greasy pierced butthole noisily protesting as he tore huge sloppy fart after fart, his grimy unshowered stinky boghole squelching nastily as it flexed in and out, firing more gurgly hot humidity into the air as his asshole single-handedly began to make the air around him clammier and hotter, heat radiating from his turned-out sphincter. Finally, when the Major began to wonder if he'd actually impacted himself, a heavy shove from his anal muscles gave the force to pry his asshole just barely apart, the slit of a cunt spreading lewdly around the base of the document case, gurgling and loudly squelching as interrupted bursts of frothy sudsy slop and stink repeatedly crackled around the top of the object, slowly beginning to crown out from his clogged up logchute. The cat's grip intensified on his legs, his eyes shooting open in surprise as, with a churning roaring gurgle, he felt the second case lurching past his anal bend... or rather what was left of it after so long of abusing his tunnels, the lack of space for the two making the objects butt up hard against each other, the pressure forcing his slimy turd chopping fog-cunt to squelch wide apart, relinquishing their hold of the object as it forced its way from his ring. The once tightened up orifice so suddenly yanked apart shot stabbing shocks of pained pleasure through the cat as his asshole, irritated and tugged outward, clung around the object, pulsating and shivering, hot gasps of foggy turd-air and gutter musk rippling out from his shithole inbetween his heavy intense clenches.

The cat sweated even harder, shivering all over as he bounced his fat ass up and down, his tongue lolling out from his mouth as he let out a loud needy moan, sluttily panting and gasping, spitting and drooling over himself as he put all his focus into his bowel muscles, intensely pushing, feeling them get tugged and yanked to their limit as at long last he managed to shit the heaving case out from his pitted out crater of a rectum, his greasy chute lazily sagging open after being so intensely yanked open, giving barely a shudder as steam spewed up from it like a broken smokestack. His turdhole billowed and gurgled, loudly and hollowly sputtering as the slimy ribbed walls within him were forced apart by air pressure to give echoed roaring fart after fart, his slopped out fuckpit still clinging to the next document case. The major smirked back at the wide sweaty surface of his ass, jiggling and wobbling around his tail as it whipped around him excitedly, his legs shifting as he swayed his huge slobbery maw of a butthole side to side, ass-mucus gurgling and dripping out of his battered irritated puffy ravine of a bitchhole in fat sloppy globs. He shivered, it felt so good to be so shamelessly loose, so unapologetically busted up and gross, every crackling turbo-fart that brewed up and spewed forth from his nasty radiantly warm dutch-oven making the feline's cock weakly tremble, his whole body aching with pleasure.

Before long the weight in his rectum combined with the intense pressure of the farts and mucus rumbling and gurgling behind the well-stuffed case in his turd-warmer forced the feline's muscles to move, his intestines working almost autonomously as they began to push outward, swelling in a frothy gaped mound before the case. The feeling made the cat whimper out, gasping in needy pleasure as the signal rapidly pushed at the muscles deep in his rectum, his teeth clenching as he felt that deliciously familiar hot sting rise up in the ejection port of his fat frothy exhaust-pipe, his shitter's bowed out lips finally kissed from the inside by the weighty little case, bulging him out even further. Major Bigg couldn't believe how pleasing it all felt, unable to help but squeeze down the muscles in his turd-splitter against the sudden force of the object within him, twerking his huge rippling quaking booty back in forth in fat wobbly thrusts, wiggling and shaking his hips all the while, his ass looking as though an earthquake were happening as they rippled and splattered sweat everywhere, his huge sweaty nutsack plapping up and down against the ground, his balls twitching and throbbing alongside his needy dick as he clenched against the ever rising pressure.

Of course there's no way he could last against nature, that hot intense sting rising again, making him still, shivering as his hips returned to a soft sway side to side as he strained and grunted, his asshole pushed even further out as he struggled to lay yet another big heavy document case, every ridge, bump, and crease in the leather making him groan in hot exasperated pleasure, the end of the fat object practically firing out from his greasy yellowed mucus slicked turd-canal, slimily gulping and drooling as it hung wide open. The Major whimpered as his shitring flared outward into a series of thunderous rippling ass belches, trumpeting in long frothy greasy trumpet blasts, each heaving hollow gurgling fart making his ass cheeks quake and his butthole tremble and ache, the intensity nearly making the cat fall over. His eyes rolled and his tongue hung far out from his mouth, drool running over his sweat drenched form, mixing in a nasty sloppy brew that drooled down his feminine frame, his turdhole hanging slack open as the weight of his poor ruined asshole's final competitor began to make itself felt against his anal bend. It was intense, the object not only simply massive, but it was also incredibly dense, its weight making the thing drag against and tug at his intestines as it slid toward freedom, the deeper depths of his sigmoid, unbeknownst to the feline, already well permanently loosened by retaining the weight for so long, gaping wide open and rapidly filling with hot steaming musk.

His intestines were so warm, his bowels working so well as a dutch oven that even after a bit from sitting out of his rectum the document cases were still hot, musk rising off their surfaces as they radiated heat, fat globby strands of filthy slippery slobber connecting his gaped out asspit to his newly laid prizes, the kitty continuing to bask in the pleasure and pride of what he'd just managed to shit up from his turgid worn out tunnel as he felt that fat weighty object continuing to practically tumble toward his assring, finally starting to sputter and pulse "shut". The Major panted, rocking his hips back and forth, his dick throbbing as hot strings of musky precum shot up from his dick as he felt that intense weight slide back and forth against his bend, every shake shooting shocks up his spine as he felt it slowly wear down his sloppy turd-compressor, his sewer-like guts growing more and more out of commission, sagging and sloppily sliding over themselves as the thing left delicious destruction behind it, the feeling making the cat quiver with pleasure. Holding back from just grabbing his cock and jerking himself until he was sated, the feline focused back up on his mission, gripping down on his legs again as he pushed his fat weighty wobble-wagon back, his cheeks shaking as he winced, squinting his eyes shut and with a big heavy grunt finally bearing down.

The feeling was indescribable, the Major's asshole pulsing and throbbing deliciously as it puckered up, huge wrinkled folds of sloppy sweaty shitmeat kissing and shivering against each other as they bowed outward, a huge thunderous rippling sputter ripping freely from his wide shitpipe, lasting all throughout his intense pushing as he grunted and shivered. He whimpered and moaned, pushing so hard that he was sure he'd shit his own guts out, his insides pulsing and sliding over each other, parting with delightful hot stinging pangs of pleasure as the heavy dense object slid and forced its way through his bowels, the Major practically falling back as he felt its full weight ride its way into his rectum, tugging and mushing his guts down against his prostate, practically flattening it as he pushed and pushed, bearing down like he was giving birth. He gasped, in nirvana, a sea of bliss surrounding him as hot sloppy spurts of slimy hot precum fired up with even more intensity from his dick, his balls throbbing and pulsing upward, his turdhole clenching and bulging with even more intensity as he pushed and pushed, shivering and whining. The object was massive, its odd form factor making it easily ten times harder to push out than the already quite big document cases, his froth hole sputtering and putzing as he farted and pushed up hot steamy gas, moans escaping his lips nonstop as he just kept pushing. With every second he bore down he felt its weight grow ever more intense against his sphincter as it slid and forced its way through his bulging froth-drenched filthy rectal walls, his ribbed tunnels in dire need of a scrubbing, not that the kitty could think on the state of his nasty guts, his shitter roaring hotly as the base corner of the object showed itself; a fat weighty all-metal camera.

The cat gasped, whimpering in pleasure as his asshole, shuddering, sucked the heaving thing back up into his turgid distended poop frother, his dutch oven warmly kissing and sloppily contracting around the object, making the cat moan all the more as he felt his insides hug every contour of the massive thing. It was so heavy, unable to be tugged back fully into his rectum by his already weakened bowel muscles, the squeeze simply serving to make his shitter clamp back up around the thing, bulging his assring out lewdly as he grunted, farting even louder as he took a moment, taking deep breaths, whimpers and cute little whines constantly rising from his lips as his cock shook and trembled, almost ready to explode and trap the heaving thing back up his ass with the ensuing tight contractions... but above all else, the Major cared about his mission, even if that meant pushing his shitring past its limits. He gripped tighter at his legs, spreading them as he dug his paws into the dirt below, a huge glob of nasty slimy ass-snot running down to the massive steaming puddle of filthy froth below as he sighed out, grunting into a long noisy whine as he bore down as hard as he could. The immediate feeling was incredible, a massive pressure fighting his guts as they bunched and grouped up behind the camera, forcing and mushing it up against his "tight" jumbo-log laying bitchhole, his assring winking tightly, its intense squeezes growing weaker and weaker as the cat's pushing grew heavier and heavier.

Sweat ran over his forehead as the cat pushed different muscles, focusing those deeper within his rectum and attempting to relax those in his fetid sloppy slophole, his assring finally bowing out, a sickening sputtery squelch rising from his turdhole as it was tugged open, forced apart by all the pressure from his guts in a loud greasy burst of hot noisy juicy air, farts rippling from his hole around the camera as it slid further and further out his shitring, finally hitting a snag at the camera's lens. He gasped and moaned, shocked trembling intense stings rising from his asshole as it squeezed around the camera, forced wide apart and unable to grow anywhere near shut as the cat pushed, the varying controls of the device mushing against his slimy outturned butthole as he pushed and grunted, gasping and moaning out. His dick pulsed and shivered, rope after rope shooting from his cock in uncontrollable hot spurts, his huge rod pulsating and throbbing as he pushed ever harder, the strain on his asshole growing ever more intense before, finally, he was given release. With another greasy hot rumbling hollow belch his shithole farted up the camera, finally allowed to "relax" as it gaped wide open, barely giving even a wink as the hot intense sting from pushing up the camera remained within it, pulsating and ebbing in fat intense waves as his asshole shuddered, his guts loosely swaying within him, pushed and shoved side to side as air tore out from his newly busted crater of an asshole, noisy hut bursts gurgling from his ass as a practical waterfall of slime drooled out from his gaping maw, making the cat tremble and groan.

He could hardly believe he'd done it, it was hard enough stuffing those things up his worn out turd-trench, but shitting them out was something else entirely. He huffed hotly, drawing a hand up to wipe sweat from his brow, his whole body completely soaked, drenched from how incredibly hard he had to push to get everything out, his butthole unresponsive even a minute after that final push, hanging slack open as it noisily groaned and gurgled, making the feline twitch and shiver, his dick having long since blown its hot pent up load all over the floor. Of course, his butthole's capacity and stretchiness wouldn't be the only hot discovery awaiting the cat... After minutes of squatting there, reeling in pleasure, Major Bigg felt his turdring finally squeeze shut... but something was very different. For one, it didn't so much squeeze shut as sag down into a vague approximation of a clench, sitting so loosely that even when he purposefully contracted his muscles he could barely feel his shitter do more than a soft shudder, pulsing as it kissed the air hotly, wetly sucking in and shitting up hot tainted air. The cat blushed, realizing that he couldn't even hold back his noisy guttural intestinal groaning, his guts gurgling and sputtering as he stared back, shocked to see in the reflection of the nasty frothy puddle below that his asshole looked massive, its surface excessively wrinkled and worn out, sitting in a fat frothy bulge off his body, swelled up as it pulsed and farted freely. The Major blushed bright red as he realized... his butthole wasn't going back to "normal"... in fact, it was very likely this was the new normal... He marveled at it, sliding his hand over its soft mushy surface, squelching noisily and gasping over his fingers as he ran them over the inflated ridges and wrinkles of his new brutally worn out turbo-cunt. He thought his asshole was a bitchhole, but this really was a worn out ragged slut's cunt... unable to do more than shudder, quiver, and squelch open, some of his rank asshole's musky hot blasts being more than enough to make his fucked out broken ring gape wide, loosely sliding shut a few seconds after his fart had ended...

He blushed, fingering and tugging at his ring, moaning at how sensitive it was despite its brutalized state, the intensified feeling no doubt from the past hour or two of straining and shitting up huge objects. Accidentally pushing too hard against his backdoor, he gasped in surprise as his turdhole slid open like nothing around his fist, gulping up his hand and loosely pulsating around it, greasily queefing as, with ease, he pushed his fist in to the wrist. The feeling made him tremble, especially when he considered just how easily it slid in... sure, his butthole's incessant roaring blasts of turdpipe snot made sure his ring would be well lubed... but it hardly even gave struggle against his hand, hell it accidentally slid in! He blushed... his noisy cunt might make it just a little harder to exfiltrate his mission zone... but at least the hard part of the job, shitting up heavy fat objects from his greasy guts, would be easier going forward...

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WELL, at long last it's done! I feel really happy with how this came out, and am glad I was able to release it with a story too. I was actually very concerned I may be too tired to write an accompanying piece for this one... but I managed to pull through! I am very exhausted but simultaneously incredibly happy with how this piece came out. It was a total mammoth of a project but it feels really worth it! I hope you guys enjoy this one a lot! I like throwing a bone to my characters every now and then, and it felt like it was finally the Major's turn again, considering the fact it's been a good bit since we've seen him~! So, here's another adventure.

Thank you guys so much for being patient with me while I took long, and for continually giving me support. You push me forward and help me make stuff like this, and I'm really grateful for that.

A very tongue in cheek song from the sort of vibes that inspire me with the Major, considering he's supposed to be a spy in a sort of Cold War setting ^^

Cheers~!