The sound of someone knocking on the front door catches your attention. For a moment you debate on whether or not you want to bother getting out of your large well-worn leather armchair. If you had left the door unlocked you'd just call out for whoever it was to come in. With a groan, you pick up the remote and switch the tv off.
 
The can of beer in your large paw sloshes about as your use your thick muscular legs to close the footrest. You take a moment to gather your energy, your massive body takes a lot of effort to pick up these days. With a low grunting groan you stand, the toes on your foot paws spreading slightly as they take your immense weight.
 
Looking down at yourself you find another problem. 90 percent of your body is fully exposed. Having just gotten home from work a short while ago you hadn't bothered to change into anything. You'd simply stripped out of your musky oil-stained coveralls and kept your old tattered boxers on. The button that held the opening in the crotch closed had broken off ages ago and now simply hung open threatening to let your large semi-hard member flop out at the slightest movement.
 
You don't really want to put clothes on but also don't want to risk opening the door mostly naked in case it's it's some kid selling cookies or something. That had happened once already and you really didn't want to deal with an angry parent again.
 
�Hold your horses!� You call out as the person knocks again.
 
Part of you wonders if that would be offensive if the person knocking was, in fact, a horse. But you don't really care. Heading to the bathroom you grab a worn and beaten up bathrobe from a hook on the wall. Pulling it on you're annoyed to find that it was far too small to fit you properly.
 
Realizing that it must belong to one of your old hookups you shrug and tie it closed the best you can. It'll do to cover your crotch and that's all that really matters. Heading to the front door, each step making the apartment shake and vibrate, you unlock the deadbolt and open it wide.
 
Standing outside the door was, of all things, a human. Your brow furrows and your tail sways slightly in annoyance.
 
�Why would a human be knocking on my door?� You think.
 
Raising your free paw, the other still holding your beer, you scratch at your large protruding stomach. Noticing as you do that your gut was bigger than the human was easily dwarfing the guy. Before the human could say anything you open your jaws and unload a massive belch that tastes and smells of pure putrid beer.
 
Smacking your lips several times you grunt;
 
�What ya want?�
 
A flush of red blooms over the human's pale skin. You fight back a smirk as you see his clear embarrassment. It takes several long minutes for him to open his mouth and speak.
 
�Good evening sir� I�ve just moved into the building and I accidentally locked myself out of my place. I was wondering if I could use your phone to call the super and possibly wait inside with you until he comes?�
 
You look down at the human a biting retort on the tip of your tongue. You've nothing personally against humans. You actually find them very useful in certain situations. That thought stops the insult you were about to throw out. Instead, you rumble softly enjoying the idea you'd just had. Taking a long swing from the can you smack your lips again.
 
�Locked out huh?� You say. �It ain't safe for a human to be stuck outside this late in the day. Lots of folk round here wouldn't think twice about snapping you up for dinner.�
 
The human nodded and apparently seeming to just now realize that you were large enough to be one of those folks. He took a few steps back. Chuckling you wave your large paw through the air and take a step back.
 
�Don't go running now boy� I ain't gonna hurt ya�� You say in what you hope is a friendly voice. �Come on in, gotta phone over here ya can use.�
 
You wait for the human to walk inside then close the door behind him. With a swift click, you lock the door. Turning around you see the human staring at you, you're used to it though. Even among furs, you're a massive beast. Placing your large paw on the human's shoulder you guide him over to the small stand where the landline was kept.
 
Rushing over the human begins dialing the super�s number. After a moment or two, he hangs up and sighs in relief.
 
�Thank you, sir, he said he'd be here in an hour or so.�
 
You hum and fall back into your worn out chair. You refrain from telling the guy that the super usually doesn't get his ass around to doing things until the next day. Taking another long drink from the can you're disappointed to see it's it's almost empty.
 
�How about ya thank me by getting me another beer from the kitchen.�
 
The humans face falls slightly but he nods and goes to fetch it. You smirk and think that maybe it'll be easier than usual to get what you wanted. While the human is getting the beer you untie the robe and toss it away enjoying being back in just your boxers.
 
When the human came back, a fresh beer in his hand, he paused seeing you sitting there in just your underwear. His shock lasted only a moment before he hands the cold can over. Chugging the rest of your first can you crumple it up and toss it to the floor before cracking open the new one.
 
The human remains standing next to you, his head moving from side to side seeing that there was no other seat for him to have.
 
�D-do you happen to have another chair, sir?�
 
You chuckle and shake your head, your gut jiggling slightly with the movement.
 
�Ain't got no other chair, don't usually have visitors.� Spreading your legs apart letting your gut spill out between your legs and opening up a section of the floor you nod down at the space. �You can settle down right here though, the second best seat in the house.�
 
The human looks from the space between your legs up to your face. You guess he's trying to figure out if you're serious or not. You settle your face into a firm look, the one you usually use at the garage when a customer is trying to get a lower price on a repair job. It's a look that lets anyone know you're dead serious and that they had better not argue.
 
You see the humans adam's apple quiver as he gulps. His nerves clearly showing. Slowly the human moves over between your legs and sinks down to the floor. His back resting against your thick muscular leg and his face coming to a stop at the perfect level for him to see inside the opening of your boxers.
 
You see his eyes flick straight to the opening and they grow wider. You know he's getting just a teasing hint of your massive member. Reaching down you place your paw on his head and give his short hair a playful tussle.
 
�Good boy.�
 
You take a large chug from the cold can enjoying the feel of the bitter drink burning down your throat. You see the human opening his mouth to say something and you lower the can and belch loudly cutting him off. Chuckling you pat your stomach making it jiggle and wobble.
 
�Sorry boy, but gotta let it out through the top or else it'll come out the bottom.� You chuckle. �Don't think you'd enjoy that.�
 
You see the confusion on the humans face suddenly shift to recognition then disgust as what you say clicks in his head. He shakes his head and says;
 
�N-no, sir� also, my name is Kyle.�
 
You look down at the human, you see the blush haunt left his face and that his eyes keep darting back to stare at your crotch. You rumble low and lean forward slightly towering over the guy more than normal.
 
�Now you wouldn't deny an old guy like me the pleasure of calling you an endearing nickname would ya?�
 
You see his eyes grow slightly wider and a quiver runs through him. He shakes his head slightly.
 
�No, sir� I guess not.�
 
Again you pet his head. �Good boy� also, wouldn't it be better if you called me daddy?�
 
�B-but why would it�� The human begins to say but stops as you glare down at him. He gulps then finishes. �Y-yes daddy��
 
You nod, a smile spreading over your lips. You let out a soft pleased rumble and relax back in your chair. Slowly and carefully you creep your legs closer together. Not enough for the human to notice, but just enough that he shifts position slightly to stay comfortable. This also puts him in better viewing position of your crotch. The opening of your boxers wider now that your semi-hard cock has plumped up even more.
 
Reaching down, you pet over the human's head gently while taking a few more drinks of your beer. You're sure the boy is breathing in nothing but your musk, heavy after a long hard day of manual labor. You can see his eyes dilate slightly and his breathing picks up just a bit. Unconsciously wanting more of that heavy musk.
 
�How about you give daddy's legs a little rubbing boy� I've had a long day on my paws and your small hands would feel perfect on my sore calves.�
 
You watch the human's head bob slightly as he fights against your musks effects. You're pleased to see that instead of arguing he simply raises his smooth hands and wraps them as best he can around the calve of your right leg. His small but firm fingers digging into your large tight muscle. You groan low and lean back in your chair stretching out a bit as you enjoy the massage.
 
You let him work the right leg over a bit before telling him to move to the left. You feel like you're in heaven and wouldn't mind letting the human continue and massage the rest of your sore and tired muscles. But you push that thought away, as much as you're enjoying this there is something much more enjoyable you want to do.
 
�Why don't you rub my thighs boy.�
 
Again the human doesn't complain or argue. He simply says; �Yes daddy.�
 
He climbs up onto his knees so he can get a better angle and begins to dig into the large muscle on your left thigh. The movement of the muscle jostles your boxers more and more until finally your large shaft slips through the opening in the crotch and dangles between your legs.
 
The human's motions pause as this happens. You open your eyes and look down seeing him transfixed by your mighty member. Almost fully hard your dick is as long as the human's forearm and thicker than his wrist. A lustful grin stretches your lips and you flex your muscles making the large shaft bounce a few times.
 
It slaps against your thigh with a muffled heavy thump. The boy's eyes follow its movements and you see his pink tongue poke out of his mouth and lick over his lips. That and the look of lust on his face is the last you need to achieve full hardness.
 
Your shaft pulses and bounces more and you place your large paw on the back of the human's head.
 
�Looks like Daddy has another muscle that needs your attention boy.�
 
You put a little pressure on the back of his head and, after only a slight almost unnoticeable resistance, he begins to move closer to your heavy shaft. You can feel his warm moist breath on your swollen cock head. The lips opening slightly to let a thick drop of pre out. The human inches closer and closer, his nose just millimeters from that glistening drop.
 
Slowly his tongue emerges again, this time stretched out as far as it can. You can feel it tease at the sensitive skin on the underside of your cock just under the edge of the head. Then with a long firm motion, the human runs his tongue up the underside of your cock head and licks the pre from the opening.
 
The taste of your cock and pre must have been the key to the floodgates. Without any hesitation, the human opens his mouth as wide as it can go and he engulfs the swollen head of your shaft. Digging your claws into the worn leather arm of the chair your other paw clamps down crushing your beer can sending the bitter golden liquid splashing all over your quivering belly. It soaks into the fur leaving it damp and reeking of alcohol and rivers of it stream down and soak into your boxers.
 
None of that matters though as the human wraps both his hands around your thick cock and begins to stroke it in time with his bobbing head. Despite his eagerness, the boy can't get more than the head and first few inches of your cock into his mouth. That doesn't stop you from humping into his face trying to shove more of it down his throat.
 
You hear him chock and sputter but he continues to try and take more of your massive dick into his mouth. Tossing the crumpled beer can aside you grab his head in both paws and lean forward. Your hips rock making the whole recliner shake and creak violently as you hump his face pushing another few inches into his mouth.
 
You feel a small pop as the head of your cock pushes just past the back of the human's mouth and entered his throat. Instantly the boy starts gagging violently. His hands move from your shaft down to your thighs and he tries to push away from your brutal thrusting. Your lust filled mind finds it amusing that this little meat bag thinks he can push you away.
 
You ignore his shoving hands and his increased gagging and choking. Your large gut smashes into his face over and over again as you force another inch of your cock into his throat. Then pain erupts from your dick. A tight pinching stinging pain. You howl put and shove the human away your slobber soaked cock leaving his too small mouth with a slight wet pop.
 
The human goes tumbling ass over head and hits stand the tv is resting on. You lean forward clutching your dick and baring your fangs waiting for the pain to fade. Panting heavily you look down and see the bright red indents of small flat teeth on the dark flesh of your swollen cock. Despite the pain and shock, you're still hard as a rock.
 
Turning your burning eyes to the human who's still gasping for air you stand. Every bit of your massive body quivering in anger. You want to roar and rage at the boy but words fail you. Stomping over to the human you grab him by the throat and lift him up until his face is level with your own. His feet several inches off the ground.
 
You work your jaw several times, the muscles bunching as you try to speak. When you can't you bring your free paw up and slap the human across the face hard. A loud smack rings out and instantly a red mark forms on the smooth pale skin in the shape of your paw. Again and again, you slap the boy each side of his face growing red hot.
 
Tears stream down his face as he cries. His voice broken and strained as he tries to speak but can't. Finally when you've slapped him so many times his face has turned black and blue. You drop him to the ground.
 
His legs crumple as his feet touch the floor and he falls in a heap at your feet. You long to beat on the human more violently but you know that if you do you wouldn't be able to finish what you�d started. Grabbing the waist of your boxers you push them down over your thick legs and let them fall to the floor. Kicking them away you grab the human again and strip him from his clothes. Pushing him onto his stomach you grab his hips and raise his bare ass.
 
A muffled groan comes from the human, he had nearly passed out from both the slapping and the choking. Licking the large pad of your right paw you bring it down flat and hard on the boy's ass. A loud slap comes out and instantly the boy arches his head and cries out in pain.
 
You slap his ass, again and again, each time harder than the last and each slap makes him cry out. The human is choking and wheezing, low sobbing pleas for mercy fall deftly on your ears. All the while your shaft hasn't grown soft once. If anything it had never been harder. A thick stream of pre has been leaking from your swollen cock head and dripping into the carpet.
 
Leaning over the boy you grab his hair hard and jerk his head back almost breaking his neck. Pressing your lips to his ear you growl;
 
�Count yourself fucking lucky boy� if I didn't leak so much I'd be fucking you bone dry.�
 
Shoving his head away you grab each of his ass cheeks and spread them apart violently. Thanking the fact that you had such a long cock you watch the pre-soaked head over the dome of your stomach. It takes a few tries but finally you manage to press your shaft against the tight puckered hole. Without pause or warning, you thrust your hips forward and bury half your shaft into the tight hole.
 
The human screams so loudly his voice cracks and breaks. He begins to cough violently as he tries to struggle away from you like a freshly caught fish. Your grip is too tight on his hips however and all he manages to do is force your claws to cut his skin. The tightness of the human makes you groan in pure bliss. You can feel his racing heartbeat through the tight passage each beat making the flesh wrapped around your cock pulse and throb.
 
Adjusting your grip you pull back slightly, a loud squishing sound escaping the boy's ass. Once just the head was left inside you thrust forward again this time burying every thick inch of your iron hard cock into the humans now ruined hole. Your large grapefruit sized balls squish firmly against the human's ass and you growl loudly as his hole clamps down around your shaft again.
 
The human can hardly move under you. You feel him try to crawl away and you let him pull off your shaft a bit. Once he's halfway off you tighten your grip on his hips and pull him back hard impaling him once more. Over and over you ram your shaft into the smaller body. Your large gut coming to rest on top of the beaten humans lower back.
 
Your chest heaves up and down, your breathing growing violent and ragged as you rut into the human. After a quarter of an hour, you feel your balls begin to tingle and pull up tight against your body. Your shaft grows harder than ever and swells twice its normal thickness stretching the torn hole more. The human, however, was so far out of it that he barely moved more than a twitch.
 
With a loud bellowing roar, you ram your cock in as far as it would go. It swells and pulses several times before it finally bursts. Your massive pent-up load gushes out of your cock head and floods the poor human's bowls. An audible squelching coming from the human's ass as you empty out inside him. Your lust filled brain makes you want to fuck him again even before your climax has finished.
 
But a more pressing need cuts through your mind. As your cock slowly finishes dumping its load you feel a heavy rumble coming from your large gut. It gurgles and growls loudly and you look down at the whimpering human. Your large thick tongue runs over your lips and wets them with thick slobber.
 
Without caring about the boy you pull your now semi-hard cock out of his hole. It pops out and a small stream of your pungent seed leaks from the hole. You knew that even if the kid got to leave his ass would never close properly again. Standing up you scratch and rub over your stomach feeling another heavy rumble from it.
 
Moving over to the humans head you reach down and with one paw grab him around the neck and lift him up as easily as you would one of your beers. A weak cry escapes the boy's swollen mouth and his eyes crack open.
 
�P...please�� He manages to croak out but nothing else comes.
 
You chuckle darkly and bring your head closer to his bruised face. Sticking your tongue out you run it slowly up the human's face coating it in your thick pungent saliva. Pulling your tongue back into your mouth you hum smacking your lips.
 
Then without acknowledging the poor human's plea, you open your maw wide giving him a clear view of the passage to your rumbling stomach. You feel the kid shudder as you bring his head closer to your maw. His head fits between your jaws easily and comes to rest on the back of your tongue.
 
Sealing your lips around his neck you suck on his head running your thick tongue over every inch you can. Shifting your grip from his neck to his waist you gulp heavily. With no more difficulty than swallowing a grape, the human's head slips into your throat. You moan softly as his shoulders and chest slide easily into the cavern of your maw.
 
You repeat the process. Sealing your lips, sucking/licking then gulping hard. In the span of three minutes, you have the human's head, chest, and abdomen wedged into your gullet. Hardly a bulge shows in your thick neck despite almost an entire person being held inside it.
 
Grabbing the humans feet you tilt your head back and allow gravity to finish the job for you. Relaxing your throat you relish in the soft sticky wet slithering sound of the smooth body sliding down your throat. Placing your free hand on the underside of your gut you shiver and moan in lust as you feel the humans head enter your stomach and press against the bottom of your stomach.
 
With only his thin legs and feet left outside your mouth you open your jaws wider and roll out your tongue. Curling it slightly around the boys feet you use it to drag the last of the human into your mouth. Your lips seal behind his toes with a wet squish and with a hard gulp you swallow the last of the human sealing him away in your powerful ravenous belly.
 
Groaning loudly you grip the underside of your gut with both paws and bounce it up and down several times. You can feel the weight of the human sloshing about inside your stomach and hear the wet gurgling noises as your gut goes straight to work on the massive amount of meat.
 
Yawning loudly you stretch and rub over the top of your gut. Moving through the apartment you go to the refrigerator and pull out a fresh can of beer. Cracking it open you chug the whole thing down in one long gulp. Crushing the can you let out a window-rattling belch and feel the walls of your stomach contract around its meal.
 
Chuckling darkly you take your full stomach over to your recliner and collapse into it. The structure of the chair groaning at the new weight. Kicking out the footrest you recline back all the way and slowly stroke your cum soaked shaft as you doze off. The sound of your stomach churning and the occasional shifting movement from inside siding in your sleep.
 
Several hours later you're woken up by another loud pounding on your door. Grunting you jerk awake violently. Your legs push the footrest down and you sit up bleary-eyed and confused. Your gut, not much bigger than before despite the almost 200 pounds of fresh meat it had taken in, wobbled and jiggled as you moved.
 
You hear the pounding again and rub at your eyes before pushing yourself up from your chair. You can feel your gut still churning and gurgling as it continues to work over the human inside it. Moving over to the door you don't think twice before opening it wide. The cool air of the hall outside rushes over your bare naked body.
 
�What?� You growl scratching the dome of your gut.
 
In front of you is a tall well built bovine, his horns added an extra few feet to his eight. You know him as one of your neighbors but can't recall which apartment is his. You watch as the bull's eyes travel down to your fully exposed cock and balls then back up to your face. He chuckles and shakes his head.
 
�Damn old man� don't ya think you should at least put on those grubby boxers of yours before opening the door?�
 
�If ya want me fully dressed don't knock on my door in the middle of the night.� You snap back.
 
�It's only seven.� The bull answers before waving his hooved paw in the air. �Never mind that� have you seen a human running around here? About this tall short hair goes by the name Kyle?�
 
Sniffing you scratch at your gut again. You can feel it rumbling violently and you don't have time to hold back the belch that was coming. Turning your head to the side you open wide and belch loudly. Groaning you blow out a cloud of hot fetid air and give your head a shake.
 
�Gah� damn��
 
�You alright?� The bull asks genuinely looking concerned.
 
�Yeah yeah I'm alright� just some indigestion� gotta stop going to those taco trucks.� You say easily.
 
The bull nods before repeating his question.
 
�A human? Nah, ain't seen no human round here. Why would one be here anyway?�
 
The bull sighs and runs his paw over his head between his horns. �He�s my boyfriend� I just convinced him to move in with me but I think the key I gave him doesn't work� the super called me to say someone called him trying to get into my apartment.�
 
�Ah shit guy, I'm real sorry ta hear that. I hope ya find him� not safe round these parts for humans� would hate ta think something bad happened to him.�
 
The bull nods and agrees. �Well thanks, if you do see him let me know okay?�
 
�Will do.� You say casually before closing the door again.
 
Turning away from the door you rub over your stomach and chuckle.
 
�Looks like that bull has good taste in partners� once he realizes you're not coming back maybe he'll bring home another one for me to enjoy.�
 
With that last taunt, your stomach gives out one more loud gurgle of digestion before settling back down. Licking over your lips you head back into the kitchen for another beer and maybe a snack.