Just then, the door to the office sprung open!
Timothy sat bolt-upright in his old, wooden chair, his hands leaving his growing hard-on to slap against his soft-furred stomach just below his rib cage. It was like when he'd been a kid and his sister had walked in on him jerking off to a copy of "Studs".
Saul, his shift foreman and ex-boyfriend, dashed into the office weilding a crowbar. He stopped dead in his tracks as Timothy sprang forward out of the chair and dove for partial cover behind the desk. Their eyes locked and the newcomer took several steps back. "Who... What th' hell are you...?" he stammered, raising the crowbar, higher.
"Saul! Wait!" Timothy blushed, casting a glance down between his legs to see his exaggerated erection continue to slowly extend and thicken. How could he explain this? His voice sounded so strange; his features looked nothing like what they used to...
"You know my name?" Saul sounded hesitant as he cast a glance towards the open door and his fellow workers across the yard.
"Please don't call anyone," Timothy pleaded. "I ... I can't let the guys see me like this..."
Slowly, Saul turned his head around and stared in the dim light of the office shack at the crouching vulpine. He shook his head slowly, as if in denial, and lowered the crowbar some more. "How do you know my name?" he asked again. "Answer me."
Timothy blushed and winced as the tip of his cock grew up beneath the sitting portion of the desk and hit its underside. Grimacing, he knelt to give himself more room and glanced down. He was still growing and his cock was nearly up to his nipples, now! Turning his attention back to Saul, the embarassed fox swallowed and nodded.
"Ok, Ok... Look, Saul, it's me... Tim. I...I don't know what's happening to me..."
"Tim?" Saul sounded skeptical. "Oh sure, Tim's always been a ... a ...whatever-you-are... And I'm sure he comes out here to jerk off all the time!"
Tim blushed beneath his fur and shook his head. "I don't know how it happened, Saul, but ... but I found something in the Haversome delivery this morning... Something that ... that changed me..."
Saul scowled and let his arm fall to his side. Looking back at the crew sorting through the rubbish, he glanced back to the fox. The thing had small fangs and sharp teeth, that was for sure, but it was smaller than he was and -if needs be- he felt he could take it. "Ok," he said, nudging the office door shut with the crowbar, "tell me what happened..."
Timothy looked down at his Eighteen-inch hard on with their attendant orange-sized testicles and shivered. He was still enlarging!