Jeff panted, his eyes rolled up in the back of his head. He was bouncing, or more so being jacked, up and down the cock shoved deep in his recently inflated ass.
He was being used like a fleshlight by Buck. Or was it Chuck? He had no idea; the twins had traded him and Finn back and forth so many times he’d lost track of who was who. He made a mental note to fix that later, maybe with some sort of dick tattoo or ass brand. For now, all that mattered was the immense pleasure emanating from the massive shank of meat stretching his well-used hole and demolishing his prostate.
To his left was Finn, who was similarly lost in the pleasures of the fuck he was receiving. The once heavy set ram had shrunken down significantly. His thick belly and dense musculature had diminished, leaving him instead built with tight, springy muscles. He had maintained some belly fat, but instead of being rotund, it gave the ram a cute bit of pudge at his waist which allowed for easier grip. It seemed that most of the fat on his body had migrated to his ass however, which though still very muscular, bounced and rippled with each pounding it took. Even his features had softened, which included his once prestigious horns receding back on themselves a bit to compliment his less masculine figure.
Jeff hadn’t fared much differently. Gone was his immense height a bodybuilder physique. The once large, menacing king of the jungle had been transformed by the Chronivac into a short and lean little kitty. His tiger traits were still obvious, but hard, masculine features had been replaced with a more delicate visage. Jeff was still good looking by all accounts, but more so in a boyish cute manner than before.
Finn’s twin had laid him on his back and, like Jeff, pushed and pulled the twunky ram back and forth across the bedsheets as if he were his own personal sex toy. Which, to the twins, was exactly what Finn and Jeff were.
The diminished boyfriends weakly pulled at their small cocks, which were raw from overuse. The twins were insatiable fuck machines, and when they wanted sex they got it. It seemed they could go at it nonstop, and had for the past several mind blowing hours. Jeff couldn’t recall when the change had happened or how long it had been, but it really didn’t matter. He was too overtaken by the immense pleasure radiating from deep within his guts.
Finn bleated weekly next to Jeff, shooting blanks as his twin thrust hard and howled as he came, knotting the ram’s puffy hole. Rather that the quick in and out rhythm he’d gotten use to, Finn’s twin began to pull him off his thick cock to the tip and push him back on to the hilt, the bulbous knot obliterating the poor ram. Each shot deep inside Finn could be seen distending his stomach ever so slightly, despite the seemingly endless cascade of spunk emptying from his abused anus.
In front of him, Jeff braced for impact and time seemed to slow as his twin lifted him up higher. In one final push Jeff was slammed down hard, the pit bull’s knot pressing up against the little kitty’s pucker for only a second before splitting him in two. Jeff yowled in agonizing pleasure. Like his ram compatriot Jeff massaged his little cock to a fruitless orgasm. Jeff barely had the mind to watch his tight abs bloat with pittie seed as he was roughly forced on and off the thick tool which he’d become so familiar. The twin’s orgasm went on for minutes, his bloated pulling tight against his body as he emptied his load.
Both twins pulled their respective fuck toys off their shafts with a *pop!* as their exiting knots elicited one last little bleat and yowl and causing Jeff and Finn’s cocks to jump one last pathetic jump. Jeff was roughly dropped onto the bed on top of Finn. The boyfriends lay panting as the remains of their fuck oozed from their stretched holes, fur sticky in places and crusty in others from the countless loads of the night. With the last of their energy, the two maneuvered to make out deeply, trying to hold on to the last little bit of pleasure still reverberating through their bodies. Jeff burped, the seemingly endless semen dumped down his gullet leaving him feeling full. Finn moaned and kissed Jeff back more fervently, enjoying the salty taste of spunk being shared by his lover.
Looming above them, Chuck and Buck went in for one last deep kiss as well, long tongues wrestling, padded fingers pulling a pierced nipple here and groping a muscular ass cheek there. When they broke apart, saliva stringed from their mouths and dripped down onto the spent Finn and Jeff below.
Chuck and Buck looked down at their abused fuck toys. Chuck turned to Buck. “I’ve still got another load or four in me. Wanna go plow their dads?”
Buck licked his lips. “Fuck yeah.”
The two gave Jeff and Finn’s thick asses one last moan inducing, cock jittering slap as they left the room. Jeff needed to fight through the desire and fix this. He wasn’t sure if he could, but for now he lay with his shrunken boyfriend and basked in the contentment of his semen bloated stomach. He’d work all this out later.
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Downstairs, Mike, Todd, and Dave had gotten busy themselves. Todd was in his usual position, on his back being spit roasted between the two large men above him. With one hand he pulled desperately at his length while the other reached above his head to Dave’s rear and fingered his flexing hole.
Mike had taken ahold of Dave’s massive ram horns and used them to direct the two of them into a seesawing rhythm. As Mike plunged into Todd’s rippling ass, Dave was pulling out, preparing for another deep thrust into Todd’s maw. When Mike’s cock retreated and left Todd’s insides feeling empty, Dave was there to fill his mouth again and watch his throat stretch around his girth.
Grunting, Todd was the first to come. Semen rocketed from his cock, arcing high above and landing in streaks across his stomach and face and onto the thrusting Dave behind him. The orgasm caused Todd to suddenly tighten his ass and throat, which in turn elicited a deep and long bleat from Dave who shoved his thick cock all the way into the mouth below. As Dave emptied his load, Mike let out a great tiger roar and did the same, pushing his own billy club cock in to the hilt.
As the three finished their mind numbing fourth session of the day, Dave and Mike pulled out of the experienced panda husband below. With a *pop* and a pucker from his ass, Todd expertly kept the massive tiger’s load inside him, and licked his lips to get one last taste of his husband’s seed.
Dave fell back onto the couch next to his husband and pulled him upright for a deep salty kiss. Mike braced himself with one powerful arm against the armrest and smiled. “Seeing the boys in such a state really got you goin’ didn’t it?” he smiled.
“Speak for yourself,” retorted Todd. “The way you plowed me you’d think you’d never felt an ass in your life.”
Dave and Mike laughed. Whenever their twunky boys brought the twins over for football night, things always seemed to devolve in similar fashion; a couple minutes into the game, each twin would (not so) discreetly begin toying with Jeff and Finn, whether that be rubbing their dicks through tight shorts or reaching a think finger or two back to shove up loose asses and massage a prostate. In either case, they’d quickly excuse themselves upstairs, and shortly thereafter loud moaning and screams of pleasure would be heard, persisting for hours on end. If they were “quick”, they might be able to catch the tail end of the fourth quarter, but more often than not they’d miss the whole game plus most of the post-game show.
In their defense, it’s not like the three fathers fared much better. As the boys went further into their fuck session, so too did the dads downstairs get more and more agitated, until typically Mike or Dave would finally give up the facade and take Todd roughly as their own.
Mike, having caught his breath, was feeling a bit hungry from their sex marathon. “You boys want somethin’ to eat?” he offered Dave and Todd.
“Fuck yeah I’m starving.” Todd replied in earnest.
Mike went off to the kitchen, listening somewhat enviously to Dave’s quips about how it was possible Todd could eat after having gulped down his massive loads. He hoped he could find his one and only like Todd and Dave; he was a bit hesitant to zap one into existence with the Chronivac, but maybe he could *influence* things in his favor. He contemplated this little conundrum as he began to prepare something to eat.
While Mike was busy in the kitchen, Chuck and Buck came down the stairs and looked out into the living room. At the same time, their eyes landed on their next targets. With devious glints in their eyes, they began to make their way downstairs…