Justin was asleep on the couch in the living room of his house. The entire night, as well as the day that had preceded it, was so full of work and few opportunities for rest that passing out was his only option. His ears twitched slowly when he heard knocking on his front door that just wouldn't stop.

He sighed as he picked himself off of his furniture. “Who could be here at a time like this?” Knocks rapped on the door five times more as he picked up his pace. “I’m coming! I’m coming!”

Upon opening the door, he was given a gooey hug by Plasm, Cutie’s herm goodra. His head pressed against her chest quite heavily as he struggled to get free, finding it a bit difficult. The translucent white- and purple-colored goop from the dragon's chest clung heavily to Justin's clothes, and her grip was so enthusiastic he was afraid she might cut off his breathing by accident.

“Hehe! Hello, Justin,” Plasm giggled as she let go of him. As he stepped back, Justin gasped and noticed Seno, a herm turkey anthro, standing right behind the goodra. At first he blushed, noticing that both of them were completely naked. He quickly snapped out of it of momentary daze. Thinking back, Cutie had introduced him to the two friends standing right on his doorstep in the nude some time back, although he was still getting used to it. Macro Defenders were not necessarily known for wearing clothes all of the time, after all.

“What are you two doing here?” Justin stammered a bit, trying to regain his composure.

Plasm chimed in right away, beating Seno to the punch. “We are planning to give Cutie a surprise party.”

“You think you can join us?” Seno warbled, tilting her head as she finished asking her question.

“I’m not sure. I just had a busy day and was thinking of getting some rest for the night.”

“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?” Plasm and Seno said as they tried to look as cute as possible. Justin sighed as he shook his head in defeat. He really couldn’t say no to them, even if he had the strength to fully try.

“Alright, alright. I’ll join you.” Justin remarked, dejectedly.

“Yay,” Plasm cheered. “This can give us a chance to see your herm form!”

A while back, when Justin had first met Cutie, she wound up giving him a herm form. Seeing as how he was always the curious sort and quite ready to try out new things, he didn't particularly mind. In fact, he pretty much welcomed it with open arms.

“Come on! We’ll set up her party at her place,” Seno said as he grabbed Justin's wrist, dragging him out the door and down the road towards the Sweet Shop. Plasma took the time to shut the door behind Justin, hoping that he had everything he needed already. It only took a few minutes for the trio to make their way down the four blocks it would take to reach the store. They were met with a few odd stares, but both Plasma and Seno's nudity was at first met with surprise, followed by thanks from the general public. Their recent help in fighting crime and other "incidents" in the area made the public give them plenty of slack, especially when it came to public displays of their quite-hefty cocks and balls.

Upon reaching the Sweet Shop itself, the girls were more than happy to unlock the front door and let Justin head in first. After flicking on the lights, he was a bit surprised. As far as he could tell, save for the various sweets and pastries lining the counter as per usual, and the wide variety of bottled drinks sitting in the fridges on the side of the room, the place only looked like it was ready to open for business the next morning, not anywhere near being complete for a party. “Looks like Cutie isn’t here yet, so at least we have time to set up. I thought you would both be a bit further along, but we can deal with this. So...where’s the cake we're going to use?"

Seno and Plasm giggled as they grabbed containers of icing from behind the counter with the cash register. Each container was emblazoned with a different flavor on the label, showing off the standard vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry contents therein.

Plasm chimed in. “Silly! WE'RE going to be the cakes.” 

“You're the cakes?” Justin scratched his head. “I had a feeling you two had something else planned entirely.”

Seno and Plasm, already wearing nothing but their own birthday suits, took turns covering each other with icing. As they got ready, the two friends squabbled a bit about who was going to be which flavor in particular. After some prolonged discussion, along with several tastes from the buckets and off of one another, they agreed that vanilla stood out from the rest of Seno's feathers and made it all the easier to find and lick, while Plasm wound up being coated with numerous layers of chocolate. In the interim, Justin kept peeking out the curtained windows at the front of the store in order to keep a lookout. 

Just as Seno was applying a final coat of icing along Plasm's breasts, Justin saw Cutie from out of the corner of his eye, just several feet away from the door. "H-hurry up! She's right here!" Without much time to react, Justin flipped off the lights and tried to hide under the tablecloth of one of the larger tables near the front of the store. Plasm and Seno, still dripping icing a bit, were able to crouch down behind some of the other tables. They had left the icing buckets in the middle of the floor, but it was either that or ruin their temporary icing-based clothing.

While completely obscured, Justin focused on his new form. Slowly but surely he could feel the heat rising from between his legs, feeling a bit of need start to emerge along his body right beneath his balls. As that lust started to grow, he could feel his genitalia start to expand all the more, feeling that erection of his start to find its way forward and into the open, his sack starting to bloat out with a great deal of additional seed. Cutie's magic had worked particularly well on him, and when Justin finally switched to being a full herm, he couldn't help but pant a bit under the table. His clothes, sadly, had barely survived the shift, but that only made sense; his newly-expanded balls were ample, the size of melons, and neither his boxers nor his jeans could keep them imprisoned. Justin's breasts were also just as well-rounded and heavy, tearing his shirt to pieces as it just gave up due to all of the strain. He had no choice but to bite along his lip in order to keep quiet, especially when the rest of his ample body kept trying to remind him how much fun it would be to pay attention to his new features...

Cutie walked through the front door with a bit of surprise. She was fairly certain she had locked it when she closed up for the night a few hours ago, but at least the phone call she received from Seno came in handy. If she left it unlocked, it was best to come back and lock it properly. Of course, a first look was necessary. Couldn't have any inventory or money stolen, after all. Her hand went over to flick on the lights, and she barely saw the mostly-empty icing buckets before she was gasping for breath.

“Surprise!” Justin, Seno, and Plasm called out as Cutie took a step back in shock. Her laughter filled the rest of the storefront as she saw three of her friends, two of whom their private parts dangling and dripping with sugary goodness.

In comparison, Cutie was quite a sight to see herself. Having spent the better part of the day on the streets taking care of random small crimes, she felt it would be best to do so in her pony form. From the back, it was nearly impossible to discern where her lengthy, rosy air ended and where her tail began. Then again, most people who were lucky to have such a vantage point were more obsessed with her salmon-pink rump that jiggled even as she stood in place. Every breath had the chance to set her cheeks in motion, and if one were standing in front of her they would likely be mesmerized by the same motion within her breasts and balls. They were staggering in scope, each tit and orb so massive that there was no doubt that, even without her command of Love Magic, she would be a physically dominating force in battle. Even with a wide variety of forms she could take, from feline, mink, equine, tanuki, and every imaginable hybrid in between, she still maintained the same ability to drop jaws left and right, particularly with her ever-flowing erection. She had bested both friend and foe with its might before, and even late at night, in the presence of loving company, she had the propensity to spurt out rich streams of precum so rich one could mistake her bountiful excess for caramel.

“Oh, thank you!” She smiled and hugged Justin. He squeaked in shock as his wings popped up behind him, unfurling and stretching out as a reflex. Apparently the sight of Cutie's friend utilizing one of the magical gifts she bestowed upon him made her overflow with joy, and her embrace showed it. It was strong enough to practically snap a tree in half, and only through a lot of effort was Justin able to wiggle himself free from Cutie's grip. 

Just as Justin was about ready to slide out of the way, he felt Plasm and Seno move up from behind. They had their arms outstretched, open wide as if ready to give a massive group hug. It was wide enough to catch Justin where he stood, and before he could protest he found himself smooshed right back up next to Cutie once more, locked in a massive hug from everyone. He could feel the cool icing from the sides of Seno's and Plasm's breasts rub up against his own, the excess starting to cover his sides, hips, and boobs. Before he knew it they were all squeezing themselves together tightly, and each of their pairs of breasts rubbed against each other heavily.

For her part, Cutie was the only one of the four who actually was wearing anything. It was only an apron, and it merely covered the front of her body, but given the size of Cutie's usual erection it certainly wouldn't last long once she started to get hard. With the trio of her friends giving her what amounted to a boob massage, however, nipples rubbing up against each other as they stroked along her cloth covering, barely tantalizing her own beneath the covering, she couldn't help but start to get turned on down below. As Seno and Plasma took the lead, smearing their tasty mammaries along Cutie's apron in clockwise motions, Cutie's erection started to burst forth, generating such heat that would have made others think that someone left an oven on in the bakery. And, as her cock hardened all the more, the apron gave way, the knot tied in the back slipping away, until Cutie just lifted the rest of it over her head and tossed it aside.

As the girls around him focused more on playing with their breasts, Justin remembered that there was still that strawberry icing that went unapplied. Squirming his way downwards, the front of his grapefruit-sized breasts sliding along Cutie's stomach, he found himself able to slip down far enough and reach outside of the group hug. With a bit of luck, he was able to grab the edge of the remaining bucket and slide it closer. With a quick pop of the lid, he scooped out a massive dollop of the richly-colored royal icing, then started to slather it all over Cutie's dick as it hung just inches away from his maw. It looked so appetizing as it was, especially with all of the additional hormones rushing through him already, but he had to give it just a little bit more. Cutie moaned above, and Justin saw through her increased twitching along her shaft that she was readily enjoying being as decorated in icing as much as Seno and Plasm.

The group moved around a bit, taking a few steps back and forth to get in better position as they played with one another. After a fourth, goopy layer of icing was slathered onto Cutie's gargantuan dick, Justin couldn't hold back any longer. He slid his lips right up to the tip, feeling the excess sweet frosting smash up against his muzzle as he took in that thick head of Cutie's. It had been a while since they had played like this, and the amount of precum she started to gush out from her cockslit caught him off-guard. He could feel all of the additional fluid that he couldn't gulp down, just as sweet as the strawberry icing itself, flow out from the side of his ever-increasing smile. There was just so much to drink while his lips and tongue dedicated themselves to rolling over and stroking along inch-after-inch of Cutie's pulsating staff, but Justin hung on for a few minutes like a champion. His breasts became absolutely caked in pink glop, and the rest of his fur from his torso and below dripped heavily with Cutie's precum and scent.

Finding it a bit difficult to stand, Cutie took a few slow steps back every other minute, until she could feel one of the chairs along the table wind up right behind her legs. She started to ease herself down until she arrived in a sitting position. All the while Seno and Plasm took turns hoisting their upper bodies all along their beloved Cutie, lavishing her with attention, while Justin remained below, getting the lion's share of Cutie's gushing precum. By the time Justin pulled back and off of Cutie's pike, gasping heavily for air, Plasm quickly and quietly slipped back down to take his place. She slid on a few replacement layers of strawberry goodness onto Cutie, massaging deeply into that bloated tissue, and then topped off the very end of her dick with a hint of whipped cream. Unlike Justin, however, she was more than happy to slide her mouth all the way down the ever-growing erection Cutie sported, nearly fully-hilting multiple feet worth of still-emerging shaft in her first push forward. 

Time moved on as Justin started to dote and lick along Cutie's free right breast, massaging deeply into its luscious fat and constantly reapplying whipped cream all along it, only to have Seno help him lick all of it right back off of her chest. Minutes passed, only to have Plasm pull back and stand up slowly, patting Seno on her rump in order to let her know that it was time for her turn. For a third time, the curvaceous turkey put on the remaining strawberry icing along Cutie's schlong and let her beak wrap around it, sucking on it with all of the enthusiasm she could muster, until she pulled off slowly. The feathered one certainly enjoyed it, but the icing barely lasted as long as she hoped for. Still, she felt that her bubble butt could come in handy instead, crouching slightly and turning around just so she could lean back and hot dog that foot-thick shaft. Cutie moaned in bliss as she slid between those pillowy cheeks, her tip rubbing deeply into Seno's tail feathers with each push forward, letting the turkey take her time however she wanted. Cutie, with all of her appreciation, gushed a few pints worth of heated pre all over her back in adoration.

Discovering Cutie preoccupied, Justin got up and hurried under the table where he transformed earlier. After digging through the scraps of clothing he was wearing, he was able to scrounge out his phone. With it in hand, he strolled across the room and moved another chair over for the best view. He realized that he could be recording all of this, and started it up in kind, with quite the perfect angle as well. As Justin started recording with his phone he snuck over to Plasm, who bided her time stroking along her own dripping erection as it stretched as nearly as long as her own arm. After asking her if any of their other phones were around, he went around the rest of the room and set them up. Better to record all of the possible angles, after all, especially if they all got lost in the moment and started to slip out-of-sight.

After an hour passed after the recording started, none of the four friends were lacking in energy. After hot dogging Cutie until all of hear feathers were soaked in Cutie's juices, she pounced upon Justin and nearly knocked him to the floor. She started to grind her powerful shaft along his own, taking a more dominant role as she gripped both of their shafts as best the avian could and stroked them together. Justin was gorgeous in her eyes, and having been riled up through servicing Cutie for so long, she wanted to make the new herm in their group gush out as much of his preliminary fluids as if he were a waterfall. Plasm, in the interim, took a seat on her Cutie's lap, obstructing her view slightly of Justin and Seno grinding and sliding along the floor, yet frotting her beloved friend all the same. They gushed and throbbed in place, but Plasm couldn't help herself; each time she felt her pre rush forth she shot heavily all over Cutie, watching as her fluids arced into the air well over her friend's head, only to watch it splatted down all over the guest of honor to the party. The gallons of draconic precum just kept geysering forth, until Cutie, as well as the soda-laden refrigerators, were thoroughly soaked with Plasm's runoff.

Feeling her own urges rise all the more, Plasm couldn't help but slide down Cutie's legs and start to run her fingers around her friend's cockhead. She teased around the ridge of her cock, curling her gooey fingers underneath her length as she used her other hand to stroke along her base. Her grip tightened over time, her other hand slowly working its way down the shaft with a long caress, until both hands were enthusiastically pawing along Cutie's exceptional pole. From the moans and additional throbs Plasm knew she was getting close, finding herself only able to get Cutie up to the very edge before backing off. On her fourth attempt, when Cutie's balls quaked with the need to explode, Plasm quickly hoisted that immense shaft downwards towards her and slipped her lips tightly around the very end and sucked with all of her might. That additional sensation was just what Cutie needed, and she was only too happy to gush all of her creamy love deep down the goodra's throat until it amassed heavily in her rotund belly. It sloshed around heavily, expanding the dragon's inner chambers with nothing but the thickest spunk, until she was so heavy around her midsection she was thankful she was already on her knees on the floor; she had her doubts that she would be able to stand up any longer. Cutie, in the midst of her multiple orgasms, burst forth with her cream without any seeming end as she started to slide off of the chair and onto the floor.

Given that both Plasm and Cutie sported cocks that were almost as long, if not longer, than half of their bodies, Cutie wanted to make it work for the both of them. She started motioning for Plasm to lay down on her right side, while Cutie took her time to rest on her left. They were spaced a bit far apart, but with a stroke and a quick hoist closer towards her, Cutie was more than able to slip the gooey dragon's shaft right up between her lips and give back just as much suction as she had received. Plasm, despite all her best efforts, came with all of her might nearly instantly. The feeling of Cutie's tongue expertly running along her shaft was too much to bear, and she was only too thrilled to empty her balls deep into her friend's maw.

Justin and Seno, thoroughly excited but stopping right on the brink of orgasm a dozen times over apiece, got up off of one another as Plasm started to slow down. The same was not the same for Cutie, however; she could, by all accounts, be spilling her seed all over the entire bakery for the better part of the next few hours if she were stimulated just right. Seeing as how this party was all for her, though, nobody wanted to leave her hanging. Taking in a deep breath, Justin sauntered in and laid down along his back, spreading his legs nice and wide to show off his plumped up, erect bits. He could feel some of his feminine orgasm from earlier seep down off of his pussy, descending precariously between his luscious ass and along his tailhole. With legs outstretched and hooves at the ready, he leaned forward a bit more and gripped along Cutie's python of a cock with his calves. With a tight grip to start, he squeezed his legs together as he rushed them slowly along her length, soft fur rubbing up against tender flesh. After a few passes he brought his legs closer to him until his ankles were doing the majority of the stroking, their bony structure helping to knead and massage every bit of Cutie's dick that he could manage until his hooves took charge. 

All the while Justin was trying to give Cutie the hoofjob of a lifetime, Seno had helped Plasm back up. As they lorded over Cutie, watching her pant and giggle along the tile floor, they swung their bloated sacks above her. Every so often they dipped their balls lower, letting them hover slightly above her body until they were sure their prone friend could pick up the luscious scent of their sex all over them. The dragon and turkey started to stroke along their own rods slowly, sometimes letting their hands slide over to the other's tip as they stood right in Cutie's line-of-sight. Better to make her only stare at the two of them stroking their jewels while moaning with one another. Still, as much as they wanted to unleash everything they had on their friend, they had to hold out. Justin was so close to climaxing, too...

Despite all of the toying and teasing, Cutie found herself as a standstill again. Her creamy production reverted back to clear pre. While Cutie and the rest had produced a solid inch of pre and cum all over the entire floor, she just needed a little more to finally get it all out. Justin, at the last moment, pulled back his legs in their entirety, slid his body chest-first along the floor, waving his tail well above his tight ass, and slipping his booty right down on the edge of Cutie's pole. It took a lot of work to ease that monster between his legs, squirming all about until that beast worked its way into her cunny. Justin could feel those countless pounds of Cutie's meat sliding deeper within her, her inner walls clamping around every inch that she housed within her with a vice-like grip. He breathed in slow, clenching one moment, unclenching the next, teasing his friend until he could see in her cheeks a deep blush, knowing that she was struggling. With a final push which surprised even her, she slid down another foot onto Cutie's pole, stretching out her stomach until she looked nearly full-term pregnant with just that stellar cock buried deep in her womb. 

With that extra heat and tightness lapping around Cutie's shaft, she finally ruptured like an overstressed dam. Gallon after gallon after gallon bulged out Justin's belly all the more, the pounds simply seeping deep into his hermy body. He took it all like a champ, the extra taking its time to seep down between both of his legs, matting down the fur along his thighs. As Cutie filled up Justin like a water balloon, both Plasm and Seno felt free to make it rain spooge along both of their friends, sometimes deviating slightly and giving each other a good spray of their jizz for good measure. Time passed as the orgasms simply multiplied, male orgasms lasting on for nearly a quarter at a time, female orgasms happening so often and on top of one another that none of them could tell when their pussies would stop dripping out their juices.

By the time they were all done they had collapsed in a cuddly pile on the floor together. Justin was still slightly attached to Cutie, but that was fine. Given that his belly was as large as Plasm's at that point, so richly filled it stretched a good five feet in front of him and swelled outward and down to his knees, a good 4 feet in height as well. Thoroughly coated in each other's love, there was no doubt that it would take forever to clean up the store before customers started to line up outside at the crack of dawn for some of Cutie's extra-special desserts specifically made for breakfast. Despite everything, though, they  felt it was better to rest for the time being. There were plenty of hours left to deal with the foot-deep lagoon of spunk all over the store.

Besides, in the end it was Cutie's party. Considering she was holding onto all three of them so tight that they couldn't movie, all the while constantly singing their praises and sexual prowess? Why ruin a good thing?