A woman's body is naturally better suited for carrying things within it than a man's would be. No one found it particularly unusual for one to love the feeling of being penetrated and stuffed full of a man's throbbing member. Not as many, but still quite a few wouldn't object to the substitution of a few fingers, a nice long tongue or some form of artificial cock for a real man's phallus. But some wanted more than just a tease.
  The tigress, a beautiful white and black striped creature, stumbled home and locked the door behind her, collapsing onto her couch and rubbing gently at the damp layer of silk fabric beneath her smart, trim business suit which quickly was tugged from her long legged frame. She could feel her monthly heat cycle kicking in, her body craving sexual satisfaction. Despite her formal and reserved face she showed to the world, she was at heart a very sexually passionate feline. Toys and teasing from her friend who both was a tenant of her apartment and her experimental lesbian partner barely took the edge off of her lust.
  Her panties hit the edge of the hamper with a wet slap of fabric on wicker, almost dripping themselves with the juices emanating from her swollen pussy. She growled softly; her rough tongue brushed across her palm, rolling the sweet cream in her mouth as her fingers slide back in for more. She collected a good mouthful of it, swallowing with an impatient growl. Her teasing was only making her all the more agitated. Her twitching tail found itself unceremoniously stuffed in a few quick flicks of her fingers half its length into her warm sex, groaning lustily as the velvety soft flesh of her femmesex was caressed with the featherlike warmth of her tailfur. Her hand followed quickly, working in all four fingers, then with a moments work, her pussy stretching wider for a moment to accept her whole hand. With feline flexibility, she forces herself further forwards, working her arm in deeper and deeper, as far as she can go. She twists and rubs about within herself, buried in up clear to her elbow, growling and panting heavily with the effort, her back starting to twinge.
  She pulls her arm back out to the wrist again, laying back with a whine, sore and disappointed. She knew she couldn't bring herself to orgasm with something so small for her stretchy sex as her hand. She tugged again, her hand coming free with a wet suctioning sound. Cleaning her arm off slowly, she tugged off her blouse and let her bra fall away as she headed to the shower, laying down in the tub and letting the water rain down on her, sighing and staring at the drain pensively.
  She shook her head, placing her hands over her face with an exasperated grunt. For the ump-teenth time that day, she pictured her lover fisting her with both arms. She was so distracted she failed to notice the orange coated tigress until she had already stepped into the shower herself and lay down atop of her, blushing. She must have known, small wonder with the aroma that must have been wafting off of her clothes.
  The smaller, younger tigress gave a sympathetic smile, purring as she lowered her head to her landlord and lover's well-endowed bosom. Her coarse tongue rasped across her already perk nipples, causing her to loose what composure the silver tiger had regained. She wrapped her arms around her friend's head, clutching her to her chest as their swollen clits rubbed against one another, causing a joint purr to vibrate through their tightly pressed bodies.
  Minutes passed by as the licking and hip-rubbing continued until the silver one could take no more. Sliding up into a sitting position, still with her hands on her friend's head, caressing her sensitive ears, she pressed her muzzle lustily into her dripping, nectar-filled blossom. The walls of the bigger cat's pussy clamped tight around the muzzle, her hands forcing her head into her crotch. She moaned loudly as her lover obediently began eating her out, her mind now completely clouded by her heat and the scent of her mate's arousal. With one hard push, she felt her friends head force wide her tunnel, the walls stretched tight but elastic like they were latex, staring at the outline of her face in her front but not really seeing it, too hypnotized by pleasure and carnal lust to percieve what she was doing.
  Her friend instinctively began to struggle, the larger and stronger tigress grabbing her wrists as she tried to push back on her hips, the slick tub walls preventing herself from resisting as her thrashing body is slowly drawn into the hungry womb. Her eyes are glazed, tongue panting from her mouth as she stares into space, entranced by the unreal ammount of pleasure she feels. This was it; what she had been yearning for. Finally something large enough to make a dent in the huge void she felt inside.
  Her stomach stretched outwards, squirming as her captive partner continues her vain struggles, her chest and waist slipping past the hungry curtain of flesh as more of her juices gush out over her body, lubricating its 'meal' as it swallows her up, passing over her wide hips, the bushy tail thrashing about against her clit, only making her body suck her down all the more eagerly, until with another wet slurp, the last of her feet and tail vanish into her cunt which closes itself tightly behind.
  Arms slowly caress the writhing dome of her tummy, shuddering as her climax finally hits her, femmecum squirting from her passage, splashing the walls with clear, sweet cream again and again as she rides the most intense series of orgasms she had ever known. Her stomach seemed to shrink slightly with every pulse of her body, leaving her with a plump, round buldge in her stomach, panting softly as she came back to her senses. She started shaking as she realized what she had just done, before something else in her mind pushed it away. It was a wordless sort of voice, that of her friend. She felt her thoughts vaguely in her mind, and instinctively knew that she was now part of her. She brushed a hand across her face, gasping softly as bands of orange mixed into the coat of her fur, leaving her almost snake-banded. She suddently felt completely exhausted. She washed the walls off with a light rinse of the shower head, then toweled off, brushing down her fur and climbing into bed. She thought to herself as sleep stole over her... This wasn't going to be the last time...

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  Like another fur with a similar craving, she soon felt the need for more growing rapidly. Her body had become extremely elastic after her experience, nothing seemed to do anymore. She had ordered the largest toy she could find. A "Thor" would make almost anyone else more than a little tender, if they could even fathom taking it inside them. Over two feet long, four inches in diameter near the tip, increasing to five further down, with rings and flares all along the side. Fleshy gel-like latex, squishy in her grip. She wrapped her arms around it, purring and playing with it, feeling its weight laying atop of her. It had to be at least thirty pounds, if not fourty.
  She kissed and teased at it, tasting it, grinning as her tongue tip slipped into the elastic plastic's piss slit. She gave it a long, passionate frenching, her eyes starting to close as that state of mindless lust starts to come over her. She felt her stomach growling again. She knew she had another one, just in case one hadn't been enough... She closed her eyes with a slow, deep breath as her mind went blank and her body switched to pure carnal instinct.
  Her jaw stretched wide as she pressed it into her lips, feeling her lips wrap around the first flare. The tip began to slide into her throat, the feeling of it beginning to feel her throat making her eyes open wide again. She watched the far end of the enormous toy phallus sliding closer, her head tilting back as all those pounds of body-warmed sex plastic drop into her belly. With a final gulp, she growled lustily, shuddering as her hands moved back to her stomach. She felt the long ridge in her body, running from just under her breasts down her stomach, ending at her clit. The sensation of it inside of her, hugging against it, was surreal. She felt it slowly melt into her, sighing sadly as its presence started to fade. But something was different... She realized that it wasn't smaller, she was growing larger. She hadn't noticed it when she had absorbed her partner, although she had hit her head on the low doorframe to her bathroom. It almost explained how she had managed to gulp down such a large cock, though she assumed her entire body must be becoming stretchier.
 A smile crept over her face as she thought of the possibilities. She had a thing for macro stories, and the news from last night, the strange rumors of disappearing people in the neighboring town, something inside of her told her it was the same. She slipped out of her room, tugging off the bedsheets with her to give her a bit of cover as she made her way into the alleys. Those within found themselves pounced, muffled and gulped down by a hungry tigress one by one, moaning lustily as they squirmed in her belly before becoming one with that sea of wordless thoughts inside of her. She abandoned her silk makeshift clothing, using it to net her prey and keep them quiet, packing several furs into it at once as her height reached a full twenty feet. Tying it firmly, she laid back, pushing the writhing back into her rear with a bit of grunting, straining, and prodding it into submission. The silk package slowed down the absorption, kicking and struggling, fading into the rhythmic motion of her captive's humping and yiffing wildly while they can.
  She gasps as she feels something climbing up her body and sliding itself into her pussy, seeing a long bushy tail tugging itself into her sex. Several other furs with tightly stretched pants (those who hadn't already tugged off their clothes) were running to the giant godess, all to eager and willing to stuff themselves into her belly. She held them back with her long, flexy tail, gathering up all of them into one big group as they groaned and pleaded eagerly. Scooping them up into her massive hands, she quickly pressed them into her sex, gasping as the 30-odd men and women thrust themselves deeper and deeper, forming a writhing orgy inside her womb. Her fingers remained buried in herself as she fingered and rubbed wildly, her moans and feline yowls of bliss echoing through the emptied streets, her body expanding more and more, bricks and concrete cracking and tumbling to the ground around her as she grew too big to fit in her alley, the buildings giving way to her writhing and thrashing, gallons of her juices gushing forth like a geyser into the street as she climaxes with a single howl that could be heard across town.
  Thousands of people heard. One of them knew exactly what that sound was...