This story was written as a commission for JamesFoxes of Fur Affinity. The story is a tour of as many macro themes as could fit into the same story:  growth, muscle-growth, hyper-sex, paws, and even a little inflation and mild vore. The only request was that there be no shrinking. Everything else I could think of with a “macro” angle is present. This is not erotica but—rather—pure porn. Make no mistake: this is fetish material for those who love size. The world-setting (containing Omicron House), and the characters of James White (the human), Taylor Grey (the rabbit), Mack Post (the horse), Tyler Solomon (the fox), Mick Tully (the kangaroo), and Jaydon Golde (the other fox) are owned by myself.

Indelible, part four
©2013 - Sylvan Scott

four
“Jayden Golde”

Jayden had been the last of the frat boys he’d met. If James had been concerned that all foxes, or all members of the same general species, would look alike, Jayden disabused him of that notion.
Like Tyler, he was lean and toned. He was covered with red fur, but whereas Tyler was a fiery-orange in hue, Jayden was more of a russet color with black highlights. Those, he found out, were natural (unlike Mick’s highlights which took hours to color every few weeks). His face also had higher cheekbones along his narrow muzzle and his nose was a bit smaller than Tyler’s. His eyes were a vibrant yellow, though, and had the flecked appearance of liquid metal around his slightly-slitted irises. But the differences in looks also extended to his clothing.
He wore a black, pearl earring in the tip of his left ear and dressed in tattered, faded jeans with a loose-fitting muscle shirt. Instead of shorts, even in the warm summer months, he wore oversized pants. The holes around the knees and the tattered cuffs looked intentional but the worn, faded sections on his hips and ass appeared earned through heavy use.
James was pouring himself a morning cup of coffee in the kitchen when Jayden came in the side door and tossed his skateboard and backpack under the coat hooks.
“Making yourself at home?” he asked.
His voice was warm, like melted butter. In the couple days that had passed since he’d been brought back from the airport, he’d traded few words with the house’s extra-dimensional guest. But in those exchanges, James realized that Jayden wasn’t trying to be sensual. His alluring tone was just how he spoke. He also had a faint, effeminate lisp that James found almost too adorable.
“Just coffee,” James replied. The technology, here, was a bit different than back home but he could still figure out a coffee pot. “Want some?”
Jayden pulled out a chair and sat backwards in it, back to the table but facing James and the counter. “You’re fitting in nicely, here,” he said, ignoring the question. “All the guys say so.”
James blushed. “All the guys are really great.”
The fox chuckled. “Don’t you mean ‘hot’?”
“Yeah, that too.” He turned and leaned against the counter, facing Jayden. “You guys all, uh, have a lot of sex, right?”
“With each other or just in general?” the fox asked.
“Uh...”
“Well, the answer is ‘both’,” Jayden answered.
James felt his cock twitch. These guys were very open and very sexualized. Everything they did, except for going to classes, seemed to revolve around having a good time. And most often that “good time” seemed to be sexual in nature.
“Sorry; don’t mean to be—”
“Rude? Don’t worry:  you’re not. I’m just … sizing you up.” Jayden licked his muzzle, briefly, and James felt his sharp eyes roaming his body. “Taylor was right,” the fox said at last, “you are a big one:  certainly bigger than I used to be. Probably bigger than anyone but Mick, Austin, or Tyler.”
“Austin?”
“He’s a bull. He’ll be back in a few weeks, just before fall classes begin.”
James liked the guys complimenting him on his size. He usually wore boxers because they were more comfortable than tighty whities, especially considering he was in the upper echelons of “hung” back home. But looking at how big the guys, here, were, he didn’t quite understand why they would see him as “big”. Then again, Jayden did just say that he used to be smaller. Did all the guys at Omicron House have a boost in size? How did it happen? He glanced at Jayden’s crotch without thinking.
The fox noticed and slowly spread his legs, black-tipped tail swishing. “Like what you see?” he asked.
James looked away. “Sorry; you just seem—”
Huge, he thought.
“Huge,” Jayden said. “We all like it big; what guy who has a choice in the matter doesn’t?”
James smiled. “Well, I had a boyfriend, once, who—”
“You’ve got a boyfriend?”
James sighed. “Used to.” It was a painful subject even after all these months. “I’m single these days. Besides, even if I wasn’t, any boy I’d be dating would be a world away.”
Jayden stood up and slid the chair forward. His bulge bounced heavily in his pants looking like he’d stuffed a couple water balloons down their front. “That’s good,” he said.
James felt his breath start to come quick. Each of the guys had been very provocative and forward with him. Not that he minded but it still made him embarrassed to be the object of such attention. He knew that all of them liked showing off and having sex in the public spaces of the house; he’d seen that several times.
“Want some cream in your coffee?” Jayden asked in a sly tone.
James swallowed, hard. “Does that line usually work?”
Jayden smiled. “I’ll let you know.” He adjusted his baggy, tattered jeans and chuckled. “Although, it’s more than just a ‘bit’ of cream. And you’d have to be very, very thirsty to take me up on the offer.”
James put his cup down. “I’m always thirsty.” He couldn’t believe he’d said something so corny. But despite still feeling all bound-up and discombobulated, inside, he wanted to fit in.
“For your sake, I hope so,” Jayden said. “Now get over here and get on your knees.” Jayden stood for a moment before turning his chair around and sitting down again.
James smiled, slightly, and did as he was told:  walking over. Before getting on his knees, though, he looked Jayden in the eye. “Why?” he asked.
“Why? Why what?”
“Why are you and the guys doing this? I’m not all covered in fur, I’m not as big as any of you; I mean you look like you’re smuggling a pair of melons in your pants. But … why? Why are you interested in someone like me?”
Jayden reached up and stroked one furry palm across James’ chest. “Maybe because you’re hot. Maybe because we’re connoisseurs of the new and unusual. Maybe because you have natural size and that’s rare. Maybe because we feel responsible for you being here.” He shrugged. “Does it matter?”
James slowly got down on his knees. This close, Jayden’s exaggerated bulge—even with the baggy pants—was even more pronounced. He had to be bigger than Mack. “I’m starting to enjoy it,” he said, feeling a rush of shyness. “But what do you mean about feeling responsible for me being here?”
For a second, Jayden looked away. Then, he ran his furred fingers through James’ hair. “Nothing,” he said. “As for this? Let’s just call this a ‘test’. Mick’s not been able to shut up about you. I wanna see if you’re worth the hype, cutie.”
James’ heart skipped a beat. The guys were talking about him. They were talking about him in a positive light. It made James feel a rush at the same time as feeling self-conscious.
Jayden slowly unfastened the button-fly of his jeans and began to unzip his pants. He nodded to James to finish the job, eyes on the human’s.
James did as he was told but cupped that enormous bulge in the baggy cloth pants with one hand. The weight of it was stunning. He gulped as the parting zipper revealed more and more. Beneath the blue fabric Jayden wore tight, white briefs that looked so over-packed he could scarcely believe it. The shape of his soft shaft was moderate compared to the others but still bigger than himself. Each of Jayden’s balls, though, were immense. Briefs exposed, he reached out and spread his palms flat against their surface. The heat of his sex was intense and had little to do with the warmth of the August day. Each of the orbs was bigger than a fully-splayed palm.
“Jesus...”
“If you like,” the fox said. “I don’t have a problem being your god.” He licked his lips with a playful twinkle in his eye. “Wanna see me perform a miracle?”
James just grinned and started slipping down the elastic band of the underwear.
“Good lord... How are you—?”
“Less talk, more sucking. Questions later.” With that, Jayden slid his paws over James’ hair and guided his head towards his crotch.
It didn’t take much to get the fox hard and dripping. Pants around his black-furred ankles, he leaned back in the chair and spread his legs. One hand tucked behind his neck, his owner guided James’ mouth.
All these guys were enormous; James could scarcely believe it. Back home they’d have all been porn stars.
Or freaks of nature.
Probably both.
Sexy, sexy freaks of nature.
Jayden’s cock was as thick as his wrist; James had a hard time fitting it past his lips. He’d been with one guy who was eleven inches long and about a quarter that, wide. But he paled next to Jayden. It was the fox’s thickness that was difficult to handle. Relaxing his throat, James slowly gulped and swallowed what he could, deeper and deeper to the rear of his mouth. He nearly gagged three times but was able to catch himself. Jayden also slowed down each time, just for a moment, but then pressed harder and firmly on the top of James head to force a few more inches in.
“There we go,” the fox huffed. The root of his cock was buried up against James’ lips. “Now, how about that drink?” With that, he began to hump forward and back.
James tasted the salt of his partner’s flesh against his tongue and felt the straining of his jaw to fit around the mammoth cock. He knew that a guy’s balls were no guarantee of how much cum would be produced. The prostate was responsible for much of that. But these guys had special abilities. He began to feel a flutter of fear as he contemplated just how much those mammoth fox-balls could churn out.
The knobby ridge of Jayden’s cock lodged with every thrust to the back of his throat and James was glad he’d learned how to swallow big men. Jayden’s thickness put him at his absolute limits.
He moaned and stroked the giant, bouncing balls as the fox’s tail swished and his hips pushed in and out. Those huge testicles in their furry sac sloshed to and fro in front of him. He glanced up and, turning his eyes towards the ceiling, looked at the looming man. The fox just looked back with a smirk on his lips. Then, something surged.
He felt the tip stretch forward and grow suddenly wider. He choked but couldn’t get it out. It had swollen, filling the back of his throat like a finger in a broken dam. For a moment he was afraid of suffocating but, somehow, he still felt the air getting to his lungs. His mouth ached more as he realized Jayden had grown another inch or two, lodging himself inside James. He moaned, trying to get the fox’s attention, but when he looked up, he realized he already had it. Jayden was loving every struggle and every strained, muffled yelp James made.
His black pearl earring, of all things, caught James’ attention. A small fleck of black had flaked off revealing pure, shining white beneath.He didn’t know what it meant but chalked it up to one more strange thing about Omicron house. Then, he noticed another change.
Jayden’s balls were starting to grow taut and even larger.
He tasted no sperm, the tip being lodged in the back of his throat saw to that, but he started to hear an actual sloshing sound within those big orbs so near to his face.
He tried to shout his alarm but “Mm! Mmmm!” was all that he managed to grunt.
Jayden’s balls strained and sloshed bigger. Each orb was now the size of a basketball and pressing against James’ chin. “Shh, shh...” Jayden hushed, “I’m just giving you the drink you wanted.” He said it with a sly, foxy grin.
Another flake of black cracked and fell off of his earring, more white showing through. James put both his hands on Jayden’s balls and felt them pulsing and swelling. They felt warm—almost hot—and full of thick, viscous fluid. Each was bigger than what his hands could easily grab.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Jayden muttered. “Give me a massage...”
Each of the huge testicles grew faster as James squeezed. Then, in the depths of his throat, he felt it:  with a surge that stretched his mouth wider for a moment, something heavy and thick shot down his throat. He felt it splash into his stomach and realized it was a single spurt of precum; a spurt the size of a full can of beer. And, still, Jayden grew. Even his cock was getting longer; James could feel it spreading down the length of his throat.
He tried to pull back but only succeeded in stroking the fox more. With each pull, Jayden groaned and another giant surge of precum would spurt into James’ belly. Each of the balls before him started to slide off the chair.
Bigger and bigger, they soon were touching the floor like full garbage bags.
“Can’t … hold off … much … longer,” Jayden gasped. “Gonna … feed my … pet … human...”
With that, Jayden gripped the sides of James’ head and held on, tight. A giant surge erupted from his balls, stretching his cock and James’ throat in its wake. The massive surge of cum was like a full, two-litre bottle of soda. It surged into James’ stomach heavy and hot, filling him in a single spurt and making his belly actually distend a few inches. He put one hand against his flat, toned stomach as the second spurt hit him. He felt his belly slosh and expand again.
Over and over, Jayden came.
Again and again, James felt himself inflating.
He couldn’t look down but he could feel it:  his body was taut and tight, like a tire under pressure. Still, rather than burst, he kept expanding … and Jayden kept cumming. A minute passed … then two. The red, furry fox-balls had begun to slow down but, now, James could feel them pressing against his belly.
I must look nine months pregnant … with triplets, he thought.
But the expansion didn’t get much bigger.
Jayden grunted and groaned, spurting a few more times into James, before finally leaning back in happy exhaustion in his chair. He ran his fingers through James’ red hair and smiled. Straining his eyes to look up at the fox, James saw that about a third of the pearl earring was now white. Gradually, the cock in his throat began to shrink and withdraw. James felt normal breathing return as it pulled, sticky and salty, from his mouth. The taste of cum traveled over his tongue as Jayden’s cock emerged into the kitchen air.
James pushed back, trying to rise, but toppled over. His giant belly on top of him, it sloshed like a beanbag chair and nearly smothered him as it rocked up over his face for a moment.
“Hmmm, maybe I should paint you violet,” Jayden said with pleasure. “You’re turning violet, Violet!”
“Wh...what’s happened to me?” James stammered.
“You got a nice drink,” the fox replied. “Just like you wanted. Well, more like what I wanted, but you too, I’m sure.” He winked.
“But … but I look pregnant!”
The fox raised a brow. “Hmm... Now that’s an interesting idea. Maybe next time,” he said. “But, for now, let’s get you ‘juiced’. I prefer my toys, all boy-ish.” With that, he reached beneath James’s enormous gut and tapped his groin. A tiny bit more of black flaked off of the pearl in his ear. James felt the monstrous mass, pumped into him by Jayden, sink lower in  his body. He stared between his legs and saw his cock grow instantly hard. He felt like he was going to cum. The fox unfastened James’ fly and pulled out all eight inches and pressed it up against the now-shrinking underside of his belly. Before James could ask what was happening, he started to climax. No fucking, no oral:  just spurt after spurt of mind-melting orgasm. And, with each spurt, the bulge in his belly continued to get smaller.
His cock, while huge, was nowhere near as big as Jayden’s. It took forever for the cum to get out. He spurted over and over for what seemed like ten minutes. When it finally left his body it was all over him and all over the kitchen floor. Panting, he lay back in the puddles and moaned in exhaustion.
“Maybe, one day, you’ll be good enough to cum inside me,” Jayden said, licking some stickiness from his fingertips. “Until then...” He rose and crossed over to a small utility closet. Reaching in, he removed a mop and a bucket. “Start cleaning.”

…to be continued…