Spotting a secluded site to make her landing, the daring explorer Coffee touched down on an exciting new world, wondering what ancient overgrown ruins or culinary crops she might discover. Her gunship's scanners had determined that this planet was hospitable, and there were edible items among the peculiar, looping plant life that soon hid her presence. Although, since she had landed in a clearing, someone looking from overhead would be able to spot her... As soon as the door opened, Coffee rolled out of her ship, ray gun at the ready. She spun around every which way, tall ears perked, and nipples perked too, in her skintight jumpsuit, but only the former would help her pick out hostiles this time. As a canny traveler, she thought to look up, and a good thing she did! "Woh!!" She was just in time to leap out of the way of a grey blur, falling from somewhere unknown. PEW! Before either of them had time to land, she fired a net-ray at the blur, and it slammed into the leaf litter, sending a cloud of multicoloured debris flying. She did another cool roll upon returning to the ground, stopping on her feet with a wide, low stance, gun still pointed. "That's why they call me Coffee The Super-Accurate!" she declared, standing up and sauntering toward her assailant. "Now, what have we here!" She leaned over him with her hands over her hips. A Tozol, sleek, four-eared, and far, far more sexually endowed than normal, wriggled in her glowing snare. He was saying something so rapidly that it almost sounded like clicks. "Tozol battle language, eh! -Oh shit!! That means...!" She turned around, but her realisation had come too slowly! Before her finger was back on the trigger, another Tozol had lifted her off the ground by slipping his massive erection under her crotch and tilting back rapidly, trapping her against his chest with one arm and grabbing her gun away with the other! "Ohhhh! Gosh!" "Wow, this is a neat weapon you have here. Is this custom?" her captor inquired. "Oh, yes, thank you! It's my own design!" she answered. "That's very sexy," said a third Tozol, approaching from the tree line. "I like her." "Agreed. How do I free my comrade?" asked the captor, groping the chestfluff below her huge boobs through the hole that his claws had made in her suit. Her long, poofy tail found itself tucked under his armpit to keep it from getting into trouble in his face. "Um, there's a dial to select the mode, you see that? And you just pick the anti-net-ray and fire it at him. Or if you wait long enough, it'll vanish on its own." "Great. I'm glad you're so cooperative!" WEP! The net vanished, and the first Tozol stood up and brushed himself off. His cock, which resembled a necked rifle round, stuck nearly straight up. Looking around, the Tozols were pretty similar to each other overall, but Coffee could use their penises as one method to tell them apart. The one holding her had a plain breadstick shape, sticking almost straight out. "That was a good shot. I can tell you've had a lot of experience," the first Tozol said as he patted her head. "You really seem like the full package." He helped his comrade tear open the chest of her dark magenta suit, freeing her round, bouncy breasts. "What's your name?" "Ohh~ I like to think so~" she said, blushing and holding her cheeks. Her ears twitched when one of the other Tozols used the battle language again. Her captor turned and started walking, faster and faster, and the rest went in the same direction. "My name is Coffee! What are your names? And where are we going!" They introduced themselves while zooming back to their base, where Coffee met two more. There were a few ways they could be arranged. Fluff level, muscularity, and boner angle came to Coffee's mind. The one she had ensnared was Nov, the second least fluffy. The one holding her was Shand, the second fluffiest. The first to compliment her was Sek, the least fluffy. That left Jiat (the middle), and Cron (the fluffiest). ("That battle language a minute ago... he must have been giving the order to return to base!") Thought Coffee, feeling quite pleased with herself at having cracked their extremely tricky code. "Now that we're all introduced," said Cron, "let's fuck this cute squirrel until her voice and legs give out. She'll be no threat to us then!" "Wowowow!!" said Coffee. "It's a good thing I'm so stretchy!!" The room was cramped, seemingly not intended for anything but storage, but the Tozols maneuvered around the ammo boxes and metal chests like liquid weasels, their many, MANY wiggly tails casting chaotic shadows as they swirled in front of the small lights that lit the room from the walls. Shand lifted her by the armpits, spun her around a few times while she squeaked in confusion, and then tossed her down belly-up onto a huge, soft pillow provided by Sek, on top of a crate. She bounced in the air. "Oh!" "We'd better take care of THIS first, hadn't we?" said Shand, grabbing her ankles and growling as he bit into the crotch of her suit, causing her to yelp loudly! He reared back and ripped away the stretchy space-age pussy protection, which was so good that she didn't need to wear any underwear. "Wow! You're so good at that! Have you done it before??" "We've all had a lot of practice with our mouths. But we're about to have even more practice with our cocks!" he boasted. "I can't wait!" "You won't!" He stepped back, grabbed her legs, and used them as leverage to penetrate her with his mega meat! "GwohhhhhhhMFGG!!" "*Gihhhh holy crap she's tight!*" "I'm going in!" Sek grabbed her flailing arms and shoved his own dick into her wide open mouth. They expertly oscillated in tandem, so that one of them was always buried deep. Her cheeks turned a deep red, and they all panted loudly. Or at least, she tried to, but ended up a lot more muffled, even when her snout wasn't getting smushed against Sek's pelvic plates. She hardly lasted 15 seconds against the expertly-executed 90° offset pincer maneuver, a classic bedroom tactic which, admittedly, she had lost to many times before. Her back itself curved to about a 90° angle, and her thoughts were filled with "WOW!"s as Shand tested how wide her hips could stretch, and how far up her torso he could force the deep end of her pussy. She came rather a lot of times, each climax peaking higher as she fell into a deeper state of arousal. Her cheeks burned, and an extra spasm got thrown into the mix every time her nipples brushed against Sek's arms. "Fffffire in the *hole!! GODDAMN!*" yelled Shand, filling her canal with silvery seed. His legs wobbled, but he remained upright. Like her, of course, he could cum again and again, and he certainly did! "Nngh... fhhhhs..." He gritted his teeth and leaned against a wall. "Cumming too...! *HOOAHHH!*" cried Sek, creaming her stomach. It wasn't long before they were all on the ground in a daze, Coffee's waist looking a lot broader than usual. "Hey you guys, we found some great stuff on her ship," said Nov, peeking his head around the corner. "You're gonna want to check this out." With a groan, Sek dragged his shrunken (but still dramatic) meat out of the poor disheveled squirrel, and pulled her wetly off of Shand's. He stepped over his squadmate, but roused him by grabbing his face with his foot and shaking it. "Oo-oo-oogh, yeah yeah, ok..." Coffee was held dangling like a limp cat, or perhaps a ferret, with her eyes closed and her tongue blepping out, to a room with more space, although it still felt cramped due to the rather low ceiling and dim lighting. "So, we found these guns. She had a ton of them! I can't understand why she wouldn't have been carrying more. Not that it would have helped against us," said Nov, who had laid her entire arsenal out across every flat surface in the room that wasn't the floor. "She takes such good care of them! They're all in pristine condition..." commented Jiat. ("Oh dear, they've found my guns!") thought Coffee, squirming drowsily as she came to. "Settle down, little miss sunshine," said Cron, rubbing her ears until she stopped squirming and settled into the same silly relaxed look she'd had before. "Truly, we have to commend you! But Nov, you said you'd found something that might be even better than all these guns, somehow. I can hardly imagine what could live up to that description! Better than all these guns... I don't think I believe it..." Nov ran to the other room and brought in 5 bottles. "She's got quite the chemistry collection." He patted her cheek. "What are you, an alchemist? It's like you're running an apothecary out of your ship." "Blrrr... I'm more of a confectioner, but I dabble in potions..." ("Oh dear, they've found my macro potions!") "We just love cakes and things. Especially if you can sprinkle in some microchips. We'll have to make extra sure you can't get away, won't we?" Cron looked around, and everyone nodded in agreement, including Coffee. "So what's in these bottles?" Jiat cleared off some space and handed around the guns that had been there, so Nov could set the bottles down. "Macro potions! Just think how much more we could get done if we were huge!" "You're right, this is better than a lot of guns," admitted Cron. "I'm so glad you landed here, Coffee. And we'll make you glad you did, too! Isn't that right?" "Aye!" cheered the other Tozols. "Gee, how are you going to do that?" asked the explorer, whose suit had gotten even more torn up during the fucking and now had one of the legs dangling off of her foot. An involuntary twitch finally kicked it off. "You must have something great planned!" "Yes, although we're going to need to use the hangar for this," said Cron, pressing a button to open the vertical sliding door into that area, which obviously made the Doom door noise. "Everyone grab a bottle! We'll cumflate this cutie, and then we can safely leave her here while we go out and do our work!" Once everyone was in the spacious hangar, where Coffee could marvel at the crazy alien ships they had collected (all painted grey, though Coffee figured they were probably other colours originally), the Tozols all downed the entire bottles. It was a good thing that they weren't wearing clothes, because Coffee knew from experience that those would not grow along with them. GwauuuuuUUU! The potions took effect immediately, and the Tozols were overjoyed! "Yes, this is perfect! Hahaha!" said Jiat. Sek leaned on one of the ships, which was fortunately strong enough to withstand a nearly 2-story and densely-packed alien doing so. "Alright, it's pussy time," said Cron, taking Coffee from Sek's hand and turning her into a squirrel-themed condom. She hardly had time to let out a squeak before all the air was forced from her lungs. It was more stimulation than he was prepared to take, though, so he fell on his ass in a daze. Jiat helped him out by rubbing her up and down on him like a masturbation sleeve, which made him squirm wildly! "YEAHHH! HOLY FUCK! I'M CUMMING ALREADY! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" **SPLRRRRRRRTTT!!** Coffee would have thought the cum was going to come out of her mouth, if she didn't already know from experience that it wouldn't. And if she was able to think anything at all. Cron suddenly got very still, as if all the energy went to his cock; the pleasure had sent him into autopilot. Coffee, having no such feature, was simply a brainless, flailing ragdoll, filling with more cum than a normal squirrel of her size should be able to hold. "She said she was stretchy, so we don't need to worry about her," Sek told Jiat. "Let's see how much capacity she has!" He was already hard again, and stroking himself off while watching. "Good thinking," said Jiat, and attempted to perform a double macro-on-micro spitroast with indirect frotting, but he, too, was overconfident, and was overwhelmed immediately. Sek laughed, but held him up and thrusted him in and out of her mouth, occasionally blasting everyone with precum as the movements faintly stimulated him. Jiat said nothing more, but there was nothing he needed to say. "I'm switching with Cron. He's done," said Nov, sliding his fellow along the concrete floor and leaving a trail of cum, and taking his place, nevermind the cum. His fingers on her erect belly nipples as he held her in place sent powerful tingles through her already wracked body. "Hit me!" It required a higher angle, with the Jiat-Coffee combo upside-down, but Sek maneuvered them for perfect penetration. Nov rocketed his hips up and down. "OH HELL THEY WEREN'T KIDDING!! GUHHHHH-H~!" His thrusts persisted into his autopilot, and Coffee continued to have a head as filled with metaphorical cum as her body was being filled with actual cum. Her whole body was electric with bliss, and her whole suit finally exploded off of it, in shreds. Now that's space age engineering for you! Shand and Sek were amazed that it had lasted for so long. Shand pulled her off of his comrades and discovered a strange phenomenon after dropping her (spraying more cum all over, this time coating their vehicles), rolling her over with his foot to make sure she was ok, and testing her belly with gentle pressure. Careful keading, in contrast to outright squeezing, would cause her bloating to shrink mysteriously. He grabbed her between his front toes to pick her back up. "What... let me try," said Sek, who put her back on the ground and rolled her around until her belly had shrunken back significantly. "That's cool. I've never seen that before!" He handed her back to Shand, who brushed her off and stuck her in his mouth without saying anything. Sek raised his eyebrow, and Shand gently chewed her back to normal size. Coffee was still dazed, and it wasn't lessened any when, her upper half sticking out, Sek suckled and gnawed on her tits. "Uwahr..." she mumbled. Shend waggled his eyebrows at Sek, who wrapped his tongue around her several times and slurped her upper half entirely into his mouth, kissing Shand. The two had a tongue-of-war with her, each trying to suck her into their own mouths. Sek tried to get her to kick out by making her cum, but she was too worn out. Shand tried to secure victory by wrapping around her tits for leverage. In the end, their cocks were dripping distractingly, and they found themselves paying more attention to frotting than their oral battle. "Blahhh~" said Sek as they both let her free, and Shand reached down to grab a towel that looked more like a small hand wipe, and wiped Coffee down like a fluffy dish. "'Blahhh,' indeed, *you* didn't have the tail. My mouth was pretty dry for a while there." "I noticed~ I was there too, you may recall," Sek teased. To settle their rekindled libidos, they went for another spitroast, this time with swapped positions, and lying on their sides. Taking Nov's example, they focused on thrusting, and managed to keep going even when their minds went like hers and had to be swapped out with something simpler. Eventually, everyone recovered, except for Coffee, who was drooling and looked like a mercuried Rottel from both ends. She was smiling and had her tongue hanging out, and if it was a cartoon, her eyes would have been Xes. The Tozols lifted the ceiling of their base to deposit her in a nice cozy bed and tuck her in, and they all kissed her on the head before they left. "Now we can take over the world! There's no one who can stand against us like this!" said Cron. At super speed, they zoomed around the planet to all the targets they couldn't defeat before. They easily beat up all the Diplomats around and made them apologize, and they were able to establish a harmonious new existence while Coffee was still in bed. Coffee fell out of a hole in reality, landing in her own bed, which was even more comfortable than the one the Tozols had, but remarkably, it was also grey. The room was strikingly alike in colour to the Tozol base, but shinier, being many metallic colours. She was no longer any kind of inflated. Another nude Rottel, identical aside from chest and groin, even down to the voice, was there sipping coffee and eating pastries at a table with lacy cloth ornamentation. "Sooo? How did it go!" Strudel asked. "Mmphm gmmm..." Coffee replied into the bedding, her tail aswoosh. "Oh, really! Amazing! Gosh, maybe I should try it too... you think?" Coffee gave him a thumb up and rolled out of bed onto the incredibly plush carpet. "Uh huh! You should. But gosh, now I need to think of another fantasy to try... hmmm..."