On a comfy couch on any given weekend, Kit could be found relaxing and playing video games. The toucan chose to spend his off time today playing Splatoon and generally relaxing. With snacks at his side he planned to make the most of this weekend and properly relax. No one bothering him, just taking a self-care day or two. That’s how he’d planned to spend the day. That idea was promptly thrown out the window with the arrival of three AIs at his home. And arrival wasn’t quite the right word for it. More like they ‘appeared,’ for lack of a better term. The AIs were physical beings, they could be touched and interact with the world, but the nice thing about being a hard-light construct is you can just turn off that physicality of yourself and phase through walls or floors. But even calling them hard-light wasn’t quite accurate. The AIs were purposely evasive whenever Kit asked questions about the nature of how they were made or worked. It was all a little bit beyond him. But I digress. Three AIs in various shades of blue and seafoam green appeared in the room, a skunk through the floor, a dragon through the roof to land on the couch, and a blue jay through the wall right next to a door (he could’ve used the door, sure, but he was being a bit of a pill). All three made their way to the couch to sit next to the toucan, gently fawning over the feathered fatty. Kit’s programmer friend, Aldan, made them as a gift mostly just to help around the house and cater to his needs. But that often resulted in the AIs taking his ‘needs’ broadly and to extremes, not always with his consent either. It was hard to argue with computer programs that intelligent or good at what they do. “Good morning Kit,” the blue jay said. His voice was vaguely electronic, like a voice heard through the static of a poorly connected VOIP call. “Artificial Intelligences JY, SK, and DN reporting in for the day. Anything we can help you with today, master?” “Hey AJ,” Kit responded to the blue jay. “I mean, there isn’t much today. One of you could pick up a controller to play. And maybe you, Alaska, and Aiden could uh… get me some food?” All three of the AIs smiled, seemingly in unison. It still creeped Kit out a bit when they did that. Being living-ish computer programs meant they could speak to each other electronically and make millions of calculations in seconds, therefore making devious plans far more quickly than a normal person. “Right away boss. Be back in a moment,” the dragon, Aiden, replied. He adjusted his bowtie and walked… er, floated away toward the kitchen. That left the skunk and blue jay to sit on the couch on either side of the toucan. They scooted closer and closer until Kit was sandwiched between the two AIs, artificial feathers and fur rubbing against his sides. Alaska, the skunk, lay out in Kit’s lap. He picked up another controller and focused his attention toward the screen. “I’ll help you stay fresh, sir,” he said with a grin. That thick skunk tail teased right beneath Kit’s chin while AJ’s wing wrapped around his shoulder. “Keep an eye on that roller, he keeps getting behind our team and taking territory,” Kit muttered, focused entirely on the game. “You should just enjoy the game, master. Let us take care of eeeeverything for you,” the bluejay crooned. Kit’s clothes, a pink button-down shirt and khaki shorts, provided a small buffer between him and the clingy AIs. It wouldn’t last very long if they continued to double-team him like this though, starting to massage and rub across his body. While Kit tried to swat away the affections of Alaska at his crotch, AJ got a chance to unbutton his shirt and gain access to the toucan’s belly. More than anything he was amazed that Alaska was able to keep up any teasing while still playing Splatoon. “Uhm, you’re kinda… distracting me guys,” Kit muttered as he divided his attention between the video game and the AIs’ affection. Before he had any way to stop them, both of them had their hands at his stomach gently rubbing in small circles. The AIs looked at each other, silently nodding. They loved taking care of Kit and getting to explore his body; it was literally written into their programming. But today they’d wordlessly come up with a plan. If taking care of a chubby toucan was this nice, surely having a bigger toucan to take care of would be even better. “So boss, what else can we do for you today? You’re in charge,” the AIs said in unison. The speaking in unison was enough to get Kit to stop playing the game properly, looking between the two AIs somewhat nervously. “…laying it on kinda thick today with the ‘sir’ and ‘boss’ guys. What gives?” “Oh no plans, sir. Definitely not. You know us better than that, right?” Alaska asked, putting on the best puppy dog face he could manage. “Yes, I do. Usually ends up with me fattened up… or a pool toy… or hyper, or hypnotized, or-“ AJ leaned over and smooched the toucan on the cheek, an impressive feat for someone with a beak. “Alright, you caught us,” he chuckled. “But we promise you’ll like it.” He placed both hands on either side of the toucan’s face and stared deep into Kit’s eyes. A subtle swirl appeared in the bluejay’s eyes, unnoticeable to anyone who wasn’t specifically looking for it. For Kit, it was all he was able to see after an instant of looking into the deep blue color of his irises, mixed with shades of sea foam green. AJ pushed forward a little more aggressively, locking beaks with Kit in a deep kiss. He kept his eyes trained on the toucan though, never breaking contact for a second. Kit felt his senses becoming more sluggish, arms and legs heavier, less likely to resist the affection. His eyes slowly lidded and that same swirl from the bluejay transferred to his own. “Wouldn’t it be so nice to be larger though, boss? Hungrier, fatter, softer… more for us to dote on and take care of. You’re getting hungry, so hungry. Eat… and don’t be afraid to boss us around. You’re the master, and you’re hungry…” AJ cooed, his electronic words suddenly silky smooth. On cue, Aiden returned from the kitchen with plates of food on both arms and another balanced on his fat, draconic tail. “Sounds like the fun is starting without me,” he said, placing the trays atop a coffee table. The blue dragon picked up a delectable looking orange frosted cupcake and teased it toward the toucan’s mouth. Kit’s mouth opened almost robotically, barely registering what he was doing. The cupcake tasted heavenly, solidifying the honeyed words AJ was putting in his head into something more concrete. He was suddenly hungry, practically starving. Gurgles erupted from his gut to signal how empty it was. All three AIs smiled again yet again before getting to work. Alaska slowly slid down the toucan’s groaning tum before stopping just above his pants. He could just let the feeding do its work for him, but the cyber skunk was much more interested in what was below that fabric. No need to be patient for that. He unzipped and pulled down Kit’s pants, revealing the dark purple drawers beneath. He placed both hands on the toucan’s crotch, slowly rubbing up and down in sensual, teasing motions. It took a moment for Kit’s shaft to react but when a warming sensation started to pulse outward from Alaska’s hands it jumped to life. Apparently not just from the movement though; Kit’s dick wasn’t even hard but it had already expanded several inches. One hand teased more size from the toucan’s member while the other focused its attention toward his balls. They rolled lightly in Alaska’s hand, easily cuppable in one for just a moment before bloating past golf ball size and more toward baseballs. His package overfilled his briefs in just a few short seconds, his dick peeking out from the top of his waistband and scooting up toward his belly button. Once it was visible, Alaska leaned forward to slowly lick along the length of that blue striped dick. He was rewarded at once with another growth spurt, along with the taste of blue raspberry in the AI’s mouth. A little further south, now that he was finished with the hypnosis, AJ busied himself with rubbing his face into Kit’s paws. These too smelled faintly of the same blue raspberry scent that emanated from the toucan’s crotch. With delicate feathered fingers, the bluebird traced patterns into Kit’s soles. Gently glowing light that looked like circuitry followed behind in the soft flesh of his paws after each movement, forming intricate patterns all over his feet. And once the patterns were done forming, AJ got to work with the proper massaging. He rolled his thumbs into Kit’s sensitive toes to rub every inch. As he did, those feet seemed to slowly add inches in length too, providing more surface area for AJ to cater to. Kit’s feet felt like they had pins and needles, except with a warming sensation almost like small sparks of static electricity. The longer AJ rubbed those paw pads, the larger they expanded. His toes reached taller and wider, sole thickening and softening. A whole foot longer in just minutes… twice as long as before was nice but AJ wasn’t nearly finished with them. And finally, Aiden spent most of his time teasing more and more sweets past the toucan’s lips. Which was especially easy now that Alaska was teasing Kit’s dick so dexterously; Kit moaned and panted the whole time, leaving his mouth completely open to being filled with delectable foods. The toucan’s tum wobbled as it pressed into his own shaft, each hungry gurgle serving simultaneously to drive him further into gluttony and make him hornier. Aiden brought cupcakes and cookies and candy and pies and all manner of perfectly baked treats to the toucan’s mouth; Kit dutifully opened his maw each time, relishing each taste playing on his tongue. The only break between handfuls of food came when Kit let loose couch shaking belches, trying to remove the excess air in his stomach. Once the food on Aiden’s plate was spent he flopped forward to rub gently into the toucan’s tum. Kit’s eyes, lightly swirling, opened a little wider when there was no food being pushed into his mouth. “Mmmph. More,” he mumbled, pushing off the couch to stand. All three AIs tumbled off the soft bird’s body when he moved, giving their boss space to maneuver. “Still not full yet, bring me more…” the hypnotized toucan commanded Aiden. He walked into the kitchen in the meantime, flopping against a counter and tearing pantry doors open to eat everything within reach. The buttons on his shirt popped off to reveal the feathers beneath, a lard-laden belly wobbling with the sudden release of pressure. All three AIs looked at each other with wide grins. “You got it, boss!” Aiden replied. A hologram HUD appeared in front of the dragon-AI on command, and a flurry of delivery orders arrived online from every restaurant and fast-food joint for miles. Alaska and AJ busied themselves while that went on by cuddling up with their toucan owner. They flipped between belly cuddles and putting more food into his muzzle, contenting themselves with doting on the toucan’s growing body. The toucan seemed to lean more heavily into his hypnosis as time went on, mouth opening more insistently and bossing the AIs around. The voice in the back of his mind that told him to eat more only grew in volume the more that he ate. It took the help of all three AIs for Kit to get back to the couch once the kitchen was cleaned out. His belly hung heavily far past his knees, held up slightly by the thick shaft that jutted out two feet in front of him. The toucan’s face was flushed bright red with the combination of exertion required to move and his own horniness. Were it not for the extra-long and thick paws under his body, he might have found it difficult to balance. Balls that would put a tanuki to shame bumped into his thighs with each plodding step until he was finally able to collapse on the couch. No sooner had he flopped, the AIs were atop him to continue teasing. A soft skunk mouth pressed into the throbbing dick and huffed, hot breath warming Kit’s dribbling manhood. Alaska greedily latched onto it with both hands and his tongue, funneling more of whatever reality hacking was allowing him to expand Kit’s crotch even further. Kit’s balls shuddered before sloshing even larger, looking more like beach balls. The stretched and ripped remains of his briefs came apart entirely by this point; only his balls were cradled inside prior to that, but now there was no set of clothes that would ever hold them. They rested against the carpet and spread slightly over it. The erotic feeling of both carpet fibers on his balls and electric tingling from an AI’s mouth was enough to push the hypnotized toucan right over the edge. Kit closed his eyes while his sack tightened before unloading cum straight into Alaska’s mouth. The AI fizzled for a moment like an old CRTV changing channels, clearly surprised by the size of that shot, before he stabilized and swallowed fast as he could. Alaska filled out like he was connected to a firehose swelling in time with the toucan’s loads. He flopped backward once Kit was finished, the taste of blue raspberry still fresh in his mouth. Kit too was collapsed into the couch enjoying the afterglow of the treatment from his AIs. Alaska was about to ask what they should do next to their master when AJ and Aiden pounced on the toucan’s dick yet again. Double teamed suddenly, with four hands massaging and groping at his junk, Kit squirmed against the couch’s fabric and panted heavily. He wasn’t ready to be teased again, not this soon. But that didn’t seem to be stopping the two AIs. Rather than be deterred, the AIs only forced a small bit of growth back into the toucan’s dick. It sprung to life yet again seemingly refreshed and ready to go. “No reason for you to have a break when you could just be enjoying yourself at all times, master,” AJ crooned before licking the flesh of his shaft. The words filtered into Kit’s ears and stuck there to his much more malleable mind. Pleasure at all times? Food and teasing at his crotch? That did sound pretty good now that he thought about it. The hypnosis lulled Kit into a calm sense of nirvana, enjoying the worshipping from each of the three AIs over his whole body. He could really get used to this; and at this rate he wouldn’t have any choice but to get used to it. Just as he relaxed more fully into his new mindset, the doorbell to the apartment rang as the first of dozens of deliveries arrived… --- “BWAAARRRP,” Kit belched. The couch, or what was still visible of it under pounds of toucan flesh, shook before collapsing entirely under his body. He chuckled and slapped a hand against his gut. It swayed back and forth like a wave on the ocean. If he were able to reach a scale and weigh himself, Kit would realize he’d reached nearly a full ton. And that suited the toucan just fine. This new body was quite the improvement he’d decided, definitely of his own free will and totally not from any lingering hypnotism. The last half day was spent filling up the couch slowly with his ass and gut. He opened his mouth as a 2-liter of blue-raspberry soda deposited itself in his beak. Aidan was busy on feeding duty for the moment, bringing in new deliveries and tenderly feeding them to the toucan. It had done wonders for Kit’s waistline, and there was still more coming all the time. The kitchen was a mess of pizza boxes, Chinese take-out, fast food, and all manner of sweets. Each time Aidan suspected they might run out of deliveries soon he ordered more lightning-quick. Just one of the many benefits of directly interfacing with the internet through an AI based neural network. Alaska spent his time doting on the toucan’s belly, smooching and rubbing and generally worshipping that round mound of gut. It was a pretty busy job though, because he had to keep doubly busy with Kit’s paws and crotch too. There was no part of the toucan that wasn’t enormous now, and he was just one AI. If AJ would just take a break from playing Splatoon to help this would be a lot easier. He couldn’t complain too much though, not when it meant he was responsible for helping Kit get off all the time too. The toucan sure had quite the libido now after the transformation. His dick was constantly at attention, and all three AIs had received their own fill of his cum. Thank goodness it all tasted good. And those constant climaxes did help to solidify Kit’s decision to just stay this way for as long as possible. It was just about the best way he could think of spending a self-care day anymore. Between all the cuddling, smooching, affection, food, and pleasure there wasn’t much room in his head left for worries. AJ laid his head against the chubby touc’s tum, still focused on the video game but wanting to get his own cuddles in too. “Well sir, think you’ll want to do anything else today?” he asked. “Mmm, no. Just keep the food coming you three. Still feeling really hungry, and it’s so nice getting to snuggle up with you,” Kit answered. He bit into the next slice of pizza as it came close to his mouth, still blissfully unaware of the light swirling background to his eyes. He’d come back to normal eventually, but AJ could tell he was enjoying it plenty. Maybe another day like this would do him some good.