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Patreon semi-exclusive (will release elsewhere later on, more coming) featuring Serra meeting a strange sort of creature that happens to have a reason to like her just as much as she has a reason to like it.

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Molly nearly lost her grip on the pole with her last swing around, a bit too much weight behind--or rather, in front-- of it as those massive mammaries swung and sloshed over the heads of attendees at the immediate base of the platform she stood on, sweeping up the bills gathering at her boots with the sticky goop coating her tail. Her eyes rolled about in her head, quite literally so, with a bit of dizziness as she teetered her way down the catwalk leading backstage as the announcer talked her out and brought in the next one, but not before blowing a smooch at one attendee at the rear end of the catwalk, a tall and muscular gal whose eyes bobbed up and down to follow her bouncing breasts. Once out of sight, she leaned back against a wall with a winded huff, one hand scooping bills off of her tail as the ajar doorway leading out the back blew a nice breeze through the backstage area.

"Hey, great show," Serra said as politely as possible, not wanting to overstep boundaries... anymore than she already was, anyway. She loved the way the slime girl moved, there was something so fascinating about her... and the giant tits didn't hurt. Still, Serra was outside in the alley, talking through the open door while she remained hidden. "Tired out from the night? Or still more to go?"  Serra paused, before hastily adding as awkwardly as possible "Oh I'm the girl you blew the kiss to if that matters at all sorry."

Molly's ears perked up as she looked over to make eye contact through the doorway. "How'd you get back there so fast?" she asked, making a small chuckle with a slight grin as she pushed the door open with the left side of her wide bosom to walk out into the alleyway proper. Those massive cans wouldn't fit through the doorway, squishing against the sides of the frame and plumping up from the compression before they slipped and bounced through with an audible wobbling, her bikini top loosened somewhat as they lost some portion of their mass in the squeeze, that'd shifted down into her thighs and behind. "Iunno, honestly. I'm not even an official dancer, they just let me do my thing, so I could go again buuuut..." she trailed off with a bouncy shrug. "Eeh, thinkin' bout it."

"What, really?" Serra jumped in, having been scammed too many times to let that rest, "No contract? What percentage of your profits are you getting? Do they even have medical liability or..." Serra coughed again, stepping in front of the door. One pair of arms she held crossed under her chest, keeping her own relatively modest rack (relatively in this case meaning 'still G-cups') pert and aimed at her partner... while her other set held the door frame, showing off her four armed status... and some not-inconsequential biceps. She added quietly, "Also since you asked I am a very quick runner.” The tanuki looked it, too. Her thighs, though not as large as the slime's recently expanded set, were long and bulging with muscle, her legs over half her not-inconsiderable height.

The Ninko's physique lacked the muscle tone that the other gal had in spades, her most attractive features all so supple and perky that it wasn't hard to think about giving every inch of the gooey girl a squeeze. "Uh, what's a contract? I keep every bill I can sweep up with me, apparently more people show up n pay to get in the door than normal when I'm scheduled." she said, sticking her tongue out as she gloated, combing a hand through her thick, sopping tail to scoop up a stack of bills that seemed to carry primarily 5$s. A chilly nighttime breeze blew through the alley, the big mocha nipples obvious through her skimpy top stiffening visibly even if the girl herself didn't seem to notice the breeze. "So did you, uh...want an autograph or something~?" she asked, hands behind her back as she leaned forward in a cute manner, bouncing her breasts against one another like perky pendulums when they dipped low.

"Well I..." Serra finished her sentence silently with 'don't know enough about stripping to know if you're also supposed to get base pay.' She ASSUMED so but should probably look it up later rather than annoy a professional. Although... the slime girl didn't SEEM terribly professional. She seemed like a bit of a ditz.

Not that that wasn't still cute.

"Sure." Serra answered finally. "I'll sign your tits- I MEAN YOU'LL" Serra went beet red at her spoonerism.

Molly’s ears folded as a toothy smirk spread on her face before devolving into a fit of snickering. "Sooo youuu...want me to sign my own boobs." she said, playing along with her little mistake as her tail whipped around, flicking inky slime about as the flat, angled, marker-like tip came about to poorly scribble "Molly" along the curve of her wide bosom, right along the topside of her left breast in what stood out like highlighter...for a few seconds before it seeped right into her skin, disappearing and causing a [b]grrrn[/b] to emanate from her chest a few seconds later, and adding to the peculiar sheen of her chest. "Welp, easy come easy go~"  she said, followed by another jiggly shrug.

“No I meant I could sign your boobs... and what I really meant was you could sign mi... fuck it." Serra pushed her chest against Molly's own, the much tighter, silk-furred tanuki boobs sinking right into the soft gel. "We could leave our 'signatures' all over each other..." Serra began breathing heavily as her pants began to expand, bulge growing from baseballs to volleyballs with no sign of stopping as she let out the metaphorical breath she'd been holding…

The squishy stripper’s chest pushed against her fan’s like weighty beachballs as her ears perked up, the silly girl catching her drift quickly as the tail she used to sign her chest swung low to draw circles along that pulsing, throbbing package that started to shred out of her bottomwear with their increasing size. "Ooh~ feels like somebody's shaping up to be my 'biggest' fan already." she said, wiggling her shoulders to jiggle her jugs against Serra's, the citrus-scented oil coating her chest loosening the muscular girl's top, as if slowly dissolving the fabric to let her smooth chest rub against those plump nipples while the gooey gal licked her lips over to gloss them over in a bright orange. "I could think of some place to sign on you for sure." she added, puckering her lips.

"Oh fuck yes, it's been too long..." Serra tore off her own pants in one clean pull as her other three arms focused on groping the massive, jiggly mounds. "You're so big... so flexible... you might be able to take all of them..." Serra weighed her balls with her free hand, drawing attention to an alarming fact... her balls went to her knees, and were STILL pulsing bigger. In fact, her actual cock hadn't even been seen yet, hid entirely inside a fuzzy sheath, the entire weight of her package coming from a taught, silk-furred scrotum that grew further with every breath.

The fondled breasts softened the more hands grabbed at and slipped off of those plump globes, going from the feel of a slick beachball to something with more density and squish, akin to memory foam. The strangest thing about molesting her was the way she could see and feel the mass shift about in her chest, gropes toward the back making goo shift to the front and briefly swell her nipples, and vice versa as well. Her steel-bottomed high heel boots clicked along the pavement as she pressed against the 'nuki to make her backpedal until she pressed against the opposite brick wall, smothering her sides with plush breast while her tail continued to draw along her grumbling sack, the tip of it tracing the rim of her thick sheath, threatening to try and plunge inside. "Somethin' tells me you're gonna gimme a reaaal good stretch, huh?"

"Augh oh FUCK yes!" Serra said finally, flipping their position and pressing the catgirl against the wall, two arms pinning hers while leaving a pair free to stabilize them. "I'm counting that as consent enough, so I hope this wall ain't load bearing!" Serra's cock began to emerge, eight inches poking out tantalizingly.

Eight inches of WIDTH. Twenty five inches of pure GIRTH emerging as the head finished emerging, the mushroom cap, the TIP being seven inches long all on its own. Time seemed to slow down as Molly grasped what she might be in for…

Molly's exploring tail went limp on top of that emerging cock when she got a look at the monster she'd be dealing with; pulsing ridges and veins, slick flesh that steamed against the chilly night air as the shadow of that mast loomed over her face at such close range, a look of moderate doubt on her face as that cheeky grin turned tense before...[b]whumph.[/b] That once rigid shaft had suddenly flopped forward to lay over her face without losing even a milimeter of girth. Her tail coiled around the base to give it an experimental squeeze, realising it wasn't that it wasn't at full mast...but it was a very flexible tool~ "Eheh...heh, g-geez, where were you hiding this thing? Pretty sure they don't let weapons in the club~" she chuckled uneasily, planting smooches along the cumvein on the underside.

"I've got four guns on display, kinda distracts from the cannons..." Serra flexed all four of her arms, triceps on one and biceps on the other, showing a bulge far in excess of their resting size, "But they're actually pretty easy to hide! They're very... flexible." The cock began snaking around Molly's head, bending of it's own accord and wrapping around her neck like a scarf... before sinking down into her cleavage, extending from three feet to what had to be at least six and putting her entire body in a cushion of cock. She could feel every pounding heartbeat from the superhuman tanuki, shaking her body with every pulse that went through the gargantuan shaft.

Slimy cheeks smooshed together when that intimidating log of a cock coiled around Molly’s shoulders before dipping down into her cavernous cleavage, the girl briefly going crosseyed as the heat radiating through that monster was admittedly quite comfy! "Hng...mnnh..." th-thumph. th-thumph. Th-thumph… every throb snaked through that shaft like a wave, the motion carrying through into Molly's perky pups to jiggle her breasts each time Serra throbbed around her, the girl grinding her mound against the flared edge of that shaft as it's exploring length pulled her shorts off with ease, and her own dextrous tail coiled around the base, tip plunging into her sheath past it to rummage about in those bloating nuts.

instead of balls, she felt... something else. Almost like a riverbed, countless hard, smooth stones on an expanse that seemed to go on improbably far. No matter how far she pushed her tail in, she didn't seem to run out... instead she got pushed out, one of the bulges rising up after catching the tip of her tail... and emerging from the sheath.

A second cock, just as wide as the first.... and steadily extending to be just as long.

"Ah ah ah! Naughty kitty, we can't overwhelm you yet. You've only got so many holes!" The initial cock wrapped itself tightly around her left chest, squeezing it and forcing the mass to plump up the nipple to an extreme degree. "Unless you want me to use your nipples, hey they might be safe if you're jiggly enough! Of course, my favorite is always a little lower..." while one cock began pushing at her areola, the other was flush against her groin, teasingly playing about the opening.

Molly had to spread and raise her legs for that fat snake that went between her legs to brush the edge of its flared head against her mound, the tip practically supporting her like a barstool for her to fidget and grind against as her left breast's mass shunted forward into her nipple with a SLRNCH, the areola bloating up like a large donut around the swollen, goo-dripping nipple, that new and pliable opening stretching against the edge of that cock pushing against it.

"G-ghh-gaah, haaahn...nguuh...I-I can..t-take it!" she stammered, either brave, stubborn or stupid as she wiggled her tush against the cock she sat on top of, keeping her legs spread wide and high as if presenting herself.

"We'll see..." Serra said ominously, pressing inside the slime-girl's pussy, stiff gel enveloping her all around as she began to push into the chest as well mere moments afterwards, nipple stretching around her with a loud SCHLICK. One foot... two... as she pushed further and further she realized... there were no organs. Only endless, SQUEEZING gel.

"OH GOD YOU CAN TAKE ALL OF IT!" Serra said ecstatically as her cocks swelled ENORMOUSLY! Six feet of cock spooling out of her sheaths and into her partner, filling her from two points. Massive, snaking bulges showed throughout her skin as more and more cock pushed into her, coiling about her insides.

The dense, solid, round core that floated about inside Molly’s body was unharmed by the sudden and intense invasion, though it was overwhelmed by the intense stretch and had to divert everything to shielding to properly accommodate all of that lengthening dick batting it about. What resulted was loud, obscene, tight stretching, creaking and [b]grooooaning[/b] as her skin distended this way and that to take it all.

Grrckr-rrrckrrgg-grrrowrrrnn... the catgirl went crosseyed as she was stretched this way and that, left breast bulging with the head that rammed against the walls while the brown skin of her midsection fit like a condom around the cock in her pussy, one leg kicked up high against the brick wall she was pinned against in an impressive display of exterior flexibility, while the interior showcase went on...

"Muguua-aahaa~aaauuhnnyaah...h-holy--" grrrcckrr-b-bloomph~ "f-ffuuuugh...!"

"Harder you say?" Serra grinned, almost never getting to cut loose this much. "Alright harder!" She slammed the slimecat against the wall with a loud FLUMPH as her cocks adopted a more... regimented tactic. One handling the upper body and bulging out Molly's throat from the wrong side; the other teasing the anus from an equally opposite end. "So if I know my slime biology, sensations are strongest on the surface, which means I need to do something like this..." Serra pressed one hand against the free breast, kneading the nipple directly and occasionally dipping fingers in and out... while her last remaining hand reached down to grope ass cheeks, rubbing gently across them and leaving behind a tingle that was almost imperceptible in the fucking from all fronts.

Molly's body tensed up with a brief, intense throb that halted the flexibility of her internal mass for just a second, briefly feeling as if she'd dipped her dicks into six feet of tar before she relaxed again, drooling through grit teeth as the shape of her pupils changed erratically; even her hand that played with her right nipple was nearly engulfed in that puckered opening with the membrane that was her skin briefly faltered. Molly's tail started pressing against that sheath, turning fluid in order to squeeze between those dicks and once again reach deep inside and stir up the snake pit to see what more might emerge. "Th-that all ya g--?--g--gyaah~haangh..."

"You KNOW it isn't~" Serra smirked as two more dicks emerged, one wrapping up a leg before penetrating it's way through jiggly cheeks into the backdoor, and one into the other nipple as Serra massaged her own balls to prompt even more production. "In fact I haven't even started producing pre yet, although a quick little massage should fix that..." She squeezed her own balls as they GROANED, beginning to pour thick, salty pre through four faucets... faucets now eagerly wrapping around each other, frotting THROUGH Molly as the percentage of her internals that were raw COCK exceeded fifty percent.

SPLRRCH--GRRCCKRR-- Molly went wall-eyed for several seconds as her bulging, stretched form started to fill with salty precum that mixed in with her slime, surrounding her core and practically pickling it in the stuff before she let out a, cute, tipsy hiccup. That stretched mound started to soften and plump up a bit more , tempting to actually thrust into rather than let her undulating monsters do the work, and the curve of her belly started to fill out with that extra fluid her core was able to utilize, a treat she… didn’t often get. "Oh yes, I’m a...pretty good condom, huh?" she said with surprisingly increased coherence, the bright orange of her hair, tail and dripping goo diluting slightly as she panted heavily.

"Whaah...wassamatter, saving my mouth for kissin' or are you afraid of some lipstick marks...?" she taunted.

"Well I can test," Serra leaned in for a kiss, exploring the eager catgirl's mouth with a long tongue. She tasted a lot like Serra already; but with a delightful undertone that suggested why her species was a delicacy. "Well that WAS a pretty good kiss, but you're right, there's better use." Serra let two MORE cocks emerge, one wrapping around Molly and taking her weight off the wall and floor, a coccoon of cock... and one shoving right down her throat, streaks of pre flung around the alley as they got into position.

The ninko's orange-glossed lips left bright, thick streaks along that shaft as it barged down her throat, eyes rolling up as her throat bulged obscenely with that 6th's dick's journey to join the rowdy mosh pit inside her belly, her swelling middle rocking this way and that wildly as her shafts in charge of holding her up swayed along with her weight. She was mostly held up by the underside of her breasts, as her throat and stomach needed ample clearance to stretch and strain to fit more of Serra's meat inside her.

"Hrlgph, ulk--gulmph, rghk--mnph-shlllrp~hfffmngh...!" Her intelligence might have been boosted, but when she was THIS filled with dick she still couldn’t do much more than gurgle.

She didn’t idly lay there to take it all either, using what little squirming she could to buck her hips into the thrusts of the two filing her ass and pussy, and outright slobbering on that dick delving down her gullet. As her stomach rivaled the size of her breasts with all the pre pumping into her, pressure making that navel push out into a plump n' puckered outie, she couldn't help but think about what she could do with the extra mass this girl was donating, caught somewhere between trying to grow herself further, or simply volunteering as her new sheath to hold everything she was hiding~

Serra finally began to THRUST, not leaving her dicks all the fun as her whole body began to push and pull, shaking the wall behind them... and impacting the entire building, informing everyone there of a show. "Y'know I did my research before coming here. I know your secret. All you need to be a smart little darling is enough cum. And quite frankly it seemed less like a biological quirk and more like a match made in heaven." Thud. Thud. THUD. Serra continued roughly. "I overwhelm all my partners, and don't have anybody working with me in the lab, but if I had somebody who could put ALL THAT production to use, well, wouldn't that be convenient." Schlick. THump. Rumble. CRASH. "So I figured, hey, why not see your show, and give you an honorary Ph. D." Click. Gasp. "It stands for PHAT DICKS, and it's a standard eight step program!" Serra reached her hands into her own sheath, pulling out two dicks and sucking one of them herself, simply pulling at the final one, desperate to reach her own climax now.

Molly's plump pussy was inviting cushioning to thrust into once she got her own hips moving, ears perking up at the mention of a lab assistant position...she suddenly figured she'd be an absolute shoe-in for that, what was she doing wasting her time at a strip club anyway? She wasn't sure if  being crammed and smothered with eight monstrous dicks was the interview, onboarding process or first day on the job, but she saw fit to showcase her best talents regardless. "Hrglk, shlrp, ulgph, mnph..." the rising pressure in her stomach started to subside as precum kept there as storage was put to work, shifting down into her legs to fill out those steel-bottomed boots that were crucial to maintaining her form, the slime pushing into them making that amorphous material grow to accommodate the way her legs started to thicken and lengthen, bottom-heaviness transitioning into top-heaviness that forced Serra to ease her onto the ground due to her increasing weight...but she didn't have to lower her much at all!

Thud, thud, thud, whumph, crr-rrck, grrrggh...! Backstage material on the opposite side of that brick wall could be heard falling over as her hips and torso grew, though her clothes weren’t as adaptive as her shoes were as they came off in shreds, and her thickened tail whipped around to help Serra unsheathe that last dick and plunge it right into her navel, seeing fit to put everything she had to use, peak efficiency expected of a soon to be assistant!

"Oh GOD yes get huge for me honey!" Serra briefly withdrew the cock she was sucking on for a final command, before deep throating it hard as her eyes began to roll back with pleasure. This was the most fun she'd had in ages. This was amazing. This was...

With an audience.

Serra looked over and saw a theater full of stunned onlookers, feeling ahead of herself briefly and realizing she had literally fucked down the wall at some point, her partner's weight nicely 'tied up' by her body. Between their open mouthed gazes and the small mountain of tens at their feet... Serra grinned.

She hadn't realized just how fun it would be to show off.

But if they wanted to see virility...

Well, she was past the point of no return.

With one final "FUCK!" She shoved ever deeper into her growing partner and began to cum.

Molly didn't even notice the old bricks falling and bouncing off her breasts at this point, laying several feet back into the backstage section with her ears brushing the heavy stage curtains aside with ease before that orgasm started. G-grph, g-grph, g-grph, gr-rrgh, slrrssh… Volleyball sized bulges all surging through each cock and coursing into her at the same time, and yet there wasn't any immediate visible filling...yet. Her core had become a hyperactive conduit for that potent seed, planning out just how she'd grow and how much cum it would require before all those changes could be pushed at once right...now.

BLORFSHT.

Her breasts and belly exploded outwards all of a sudden, smothering the 'nuki under her massive stomach while her boulder-sized breasts finished off the back wall of that club held in her best assets for quick storage as her whole body rumbled when it was distributed about her physique to grow her out proper, belly deflating as those large, sexy high heel boots pushed down the tavern wall behind them, and her shoulders dug trenches through the nightclub floor ahead of them! And those bulging dicks were still loading her up, meaning she was likely due for a second explosive growth spurt…

Serra swallowed greedily, grateful for the taste of her own load before letting it go and spraying the audience, focusing entirely on holding up her massive and GROWING partner. Serra almost sighed, she had been so full, SO pent up, and as the slimecat began to bloat and round out even at maximum metabolism she realized how wonderful it was to let go...

Not that she could stay let go for long. With a growing, genius partner, Serra would probably have to go back to restrained, to responsible, if she was gonna boss around a giantess, certain rules would have to be followed... But as the theater soaked in white and she scooped up wads of cum stained money, she smirked. She could at least finish causing the problem before trying to resolve it.

Molly bloated momentarily... but soon enough absorbed that as well, body evening out and swelling to at least twenty feet in a single, incredible, KATHOOM, a massive, hyper amazon stretched all across the stage. As Serra began to slow and look at her experiment, the Ninko continued to expand, moaning deeply. Tits bigger than people, an ass that registered on the richter scale... she was even more voluptuous than before, but beyond that she was HUGE, new intelligence twinkling in her eyes.

Serra finally withdrew her cocks... lowering the amazon into her arms instead. "So, would you say you're a fan of me as well?"

The newly minted giantess tried to sit upright, but her upper body was still lodged through the remains of the club, massive tits bumping aside what felt like a couple of plastic toys that bounced off of her breasts and fell to the ground on either side of her...but that was actually the stage scaffolding and lights all falling off the ceiling and onto the ground. At least the excessive, citrus-scented goo coating the venue would smother any chance of an electrical fire. She carefully fidgeted her way out from under the club to sit upright on her knees, looming over their alleyway audience and leaning over to one side in order to look down and reach for two things; one, to pluck up her employer and tuck her into the fluff of her ear, and two, to reach for that crashed taven wall--a somewhat intact singular hunk of brickwork--and pull it up back into the position in the wall it was knocked out of. At least she tried.

Stepping over the crowd and down the street proper, citrus aroma filled the street as she jiggled with each step, heading in a nondescript direction as she figured anywhere but here was best. "Oh uh, I have a tendency to burn through all this extra mass n' smarts like an inefficient combustion engine, so...I'm gonna need you to 'top me off' every week or couple of days. Shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Whumph...whumph...whumph...

"Sunshine," Serra smirked, hopping down for a moment and smacking the giantess on the calves , sending a jiggle through her body as Molly realized with her newfound intelligence just how STRONG the tanuki really was. "We can do this every night." Serra gave a tug to her enormous new partner, showing her the proper way to the labs, while keeping up with her massive strides.

"At least, if I pace myself."

Serra's balls gave a loud, full gurgle...