Hump Day

(TAGS: Furry, Herm/Futa/Intersex, Sheep, Squirrel, Condoms, Impregnation, Excessive Cum, Cum Inflation, Oral, Vaginal)

Most people in their everyday lives, when they step into something that makes a squelching sound, are confused. Why does it feel like I just stepped on a water balloon filled with pudding would be a perfectly normal question to ask oneself in a situation like Sundae found herself in as she walked into her boss' office that Wednesday morning. Why are there balloons in various neon bright colors filled with copious volumes of viscous liquid laying all around the room and why are there so many? Most people don't have Avery as a boss, though, and this was all perfectly normal. While she did have a brief moment to realize that it was, as it was sometimes referred to in a charming colloquialism 'hump day', that thought was wiped free when the balloon she stepped on burst under her and she got a solid gallon's worth of squirrel jizz all over her new pumps. "Heh. Pumps." She muttered with a bit of dark humor.

While she was annoyed at this turn of events, it was not only not totally unexpected since any day working under Avery meant there was at least a 20% chance of getting cum on, around, or in her, the current condom minefield was new. She took a moment to kick her foot out a few times to shake off at least the majority of the pungent liquid soaking into her shoe before finally giving up and just taking both of them off. She nudged them out of the way with a toe and, that sorted, she looked around the large office.

She glanced at her boss' desk, a large expanse of towers of fabric, pincusions, two sewing machines, an ocean of design sheets, and several more of the same bulging sacs of seed strewn about the room. The smell was enough to knock her off her feet, though the tightening of her dress skirt indicated she was not bothered by it. Or, rather, maybe it was just that she was used to it. A year ago Sundae might have been thrown off by the sight of her boss, leaned back in her expensive leather chair, one leg draped over the corner of the desk as her hands roamed and glided over her form, pleasuring herself with pinches and tugs, fingers dipping into slits, pinching nipples, groping titanic mounds of titflesh and even bigger balls, and of course stroking her thick squirrel cock. Now, the sheep just sighed and started unbuttoning her top, knowing what was coming.

At least once... well.. three times a month, Avery got so focused on her work that she forgot to take care of her rather overproductive bodily functions until her balls were swollen down to the floor. Then, as the closest outlet, Sundae ended up being the one that needed to help her boss with releasing that pent up production. Usually with her, the sheep sheepishly admitted to herself, talented mouth or hands. She was an excellent assistant and very skilled with design and sewing as well, someday very likely to be a name in the industry herself. Her other skills, possibly honed from having similar issues to her boss, were really knowing how to get a big dick off and the smell and sights in the room meant she would be needing to soon, too.

She finished taking off her clothing and neatly folded them and placed the garments somewhere that wasn't sticky, which took a moment to find. Even though most of Avery's mess was constrained inside latex, nobody is perfect, and there were ropes and puddles of shimmering seed splattered about. Sundae took a moment of self-indulgence and gave her own cock a few short strokes, rumbling satisfaction mostly at being freed from her fabric confines and then spoke up, "Ma'am, we've talked about this. This is going to take forever to clean and there's a showing Friday. We have four models coming in tomorrow and a meeting with the investors this afternoon!"

Avery's heavy lids slid open and she smiled like a drunkard at her assistant, her hand lazily stroking along a cock currently pumping its load into a hot pink condom that was nearing its limit, the stretched latex drooping down below the table. "Sundae! I'm so glad you're here! I really need your help. I hit a real creative roadblock and couldn't focus anymore until I took care of this and it's just not going down. But see? I got these new condoms in and they are so, so strong! I bet they'll work for sure!" She slowly, carefully, almost sensually rolled the rubber off of her still throbbing cock, the smooth skin shiny with wetness. With delicate fingers she tied a knot in it, licking the opening like an ice cream before tossing the sloshing orb at Sundae, "See? Catch!"

The sheep squeaked in protest and shock and, not being the most athletic, flailed her arms in response and the cum-bulb smacked into her chest, both it and her pendulous tits wobbling in sympathetic waves for a minute before it splatted on the ground but, miraculously, didn't break. The first one must have been at its limit and failed when she stepped on it. She had to admit she was kind of impressed, once she stopped sputtering her complaints about the projectile. "Ma'am! I am.... tolerant... of your antics to a point but I must ask you to please not throw your used condoms at me! It's disgusting!"

"That's where you draw the line? Do you even remember November? When you challenged me to refrain all month and you almost drowned on December 1st?" The squirrel chuckled and stood up, placing her hands on her hips as if she was pointing at her assistant with her fat, glistening cock. "Now get over here and help me or we'll never be done in time for the investors and we'll have to reschedule. I didn't make any mess in the meeting room so as long as you help, we can get this little matter cleared up without any embarrassment."

Normally, Sundae would at least make some protests to being used like a living semen storage tank for her over-productive boss, but her own needs were presenting themselves. She could feel the wetness dripping down her inner thighs as her pussy ached to be filled. She also never let her boss stick it in there, insisting on only mouth or hand or, on Avery's birthday, ass. The thought of finally feeling that monster inside her, safely restrained by these new strong condoms, weakened her resolve.

She slowly walked over and around the desk, carefully avoiding stepping on more of the squirrel's presents, and sighed once she got there. She held out her hand, palm up, expectantly and a bright yellow condom in silver wrapping was placed in it. She adjusted her glasses and, dropping down to her knees, unwrapped the condom before pressing it against Avery's head, rolling it just over the glans. She glanced up at her boss who looked like a kid in a candy store and the sheep smiled. While it certainly was a strange job she had ended up with, she knew Avery appreciated her. She leaned forward and, pressing her plump lips to the tip, started rolling the condom on with her mouth. She felt that same aching inside her as well as her own cock throbbing and probably adding some to the mess around the chair.

She cooed softly as she felt the hand rest on her head, fingers twirling in her hair as she slowly took that thick meat in her mouth, the latex tasting funny. She had done this many times and had no problems taking the whole of it, the fat cock gliding down her throat as she relaxed it. Soon she felt her nose pressed up against skin, rubbing against Avery's pubic mound. It was shaved smooth and the tiniest patch of growth tickled her nose. Her eyes closed and she reveled in the feeling of all that warmth down her throat before slowly pulling back, lips pursed tight around it before finally pulling free, a thick strand of her saliva keeping her connected to her boss' cock.

Avery sighed in pleasure and looked down at her assistant in confusion, "Well, that's not going to be nearly enough to get me off. I'm admittedly more of a quick shot with a rapid reload but even I need a bit more than that."

Again looking sheepish, Sundae slowly rose up to her feet and turned around, resting her palms on the desk and presenting herself to her boss, "JUST. THIS. ONCE." She said sternly, looking over her shoulder. Avery's eyes lit up and she nodded like a little kid, placing a hand on her assistant's hip and guiding herself with her other hand. She nestled the fat crown of her dick against the sheep's crinkled asshole, wriggling it between those fat cheeks.

"It's not even my birthday!" She exclaimed before protesting, "Hey! You just said th--" as Sundae reached back and gripped the needy prick about to spear her. With a firm but gentle grip, she slid the throbbing length down slowly until it was nestled up against the slippery, swollen folds. The sheep groaned at just the touch of that warmth before Avery gasped in both surprise and delight, "You mean it?!"

"Just do it before I change my mind." the sheep muttered breathlessly. Her own cock throbbed at the pressure barely holding against her needy cunt, drooling pre onto the table. Somewhere in her mind, not fogged over with desire, she realized that none of Avery's mess was on the desk and she was probably going to get a stern talking to later but she didn't care.

Consent for the one thing off limits to her previously, the squirrel squealed in delight and gripped her assistant's hips, both pushing forward and pulling Sundae onto her. She groaned deeply and closed her eyes as she felt that warmth slowly wrap around her and was mirrored by the sheep's groan. They both luxuriated in the slow pressures of filling and being filled, their bodies meant to fit together like this. For a hundred years, Avery's cock sank deeper and deeper into her assistant, every millimeter another cresting of pleasure for them both. Sundae's fingers tried to claw into the desk and she hung her head down, panting softly.

After anywhere from a minute to a millenia, they both gasped at the feeling of their balls pressing against each other. While Sundae's were ample and full, they couldn't compare to the medicine balls that hung like iron on her boss. They stayed still for a few moments, enjoying this first moment of complete joining between them. It would have been impossible for this moment to last long though, even if Avery's overwhelming need hadn't been a;;-consuming, Sundae's needs were even more and she started to grind her hips and pull herself up, only to forcefully push back. Avery gasped and then grinned, seeing that she couldn't hold on to this moment forever.

She reached up and grabbed her assistant by the wrists and started ratcheting her hips in time to the rhythm that was offered. She was mesmerized by the jiggling of the plumpness of the sheep every time their hips met. She tilted her head back and leaned into her motions, her cock gripped tightly by the clenching of Sundae's insides every time she slid home. She wanted to live inside the sheep's cunt, wanted to crawl inside and never leave but she could already feel herself climbing rapidly towards her summit. While she was in heaven, for the first time she felt like her tendency towards rapid release was a curse as she clenched her teeth, just silently begging for a few more seconds.

Torn between a desire to be inside her assistant forever and her deep need to do what came naturally, the latter won out and she clamped down firmly on Sundae's wrists, her pace increasing rapidly. The sheep gasped and groaned, laying down her upper body on the desk, fabrics and designs being strewn about as she started to drool, the cool marble underneath pressed against her cheek as she felt herself spasming and clamping tightly against the brutal thrusting of her boss' fat cock. Sundae gasped as she heard the telltale sound of Avery's breathing growing rapid and ragged, having heard it a thousand times before.

When Avery finally crested that mountain, reaching the peak, she cried out "NNNNNNGGGGGHHhhhfFFFUUUUuuuuCCCCKKKKK!!!!" before devolving into incoherent sounds of joy as she slammed herself home as deep as she could. Lost in her pleasure, she grunted loudly and her assistant felt the near searing heat of that first eruption of potent cum and was silently thankful for the barrier of the strong condom she had placed on her boss' needy cock. She felt so full and warm and her tongue lolled out of her mouth.

Mind almost completely fogged over with lust, she nearly missed what felt like a tearing sensation, though not anything painful. It took her several seconds to claw her way out of her stupor to realize what happened. "Avery! AVERY! STOP! THE CONDOM!!" She scrabbled, eyes wide open as she tried to wriggle free. Iron grips around her wrist held her in her position and there was no getting through to the squirrel.

In her stupor, she imagined herself slipping all the way into Sundae's womb and that might have been true or it might not, but what did enter it was that second thick rope of unimpeded seed, possibly the hardest climax she had ever experienced in her life. She arched her back and her eyes rolled back in her head, heavy tits lurching as she slammed herself as hard as she could into the sheep while being unwilling to pull out at all. Every thrust was a one-inch punch and every time she buried herself she flooded that womb. Even if the condom hadn't broken from her motion, it couldn't have possibly contained the volumes she was producing from finally experiencing what she had really wanted every time Sundae had jerked her off or swallowed her loads. They all seemed like barely a drop in comparison.

"OHgodohfuckmore! Fillmeup! I want to taste it!" The sheep babbled, her previous fears erased in the moment. She groaned and spasmed uncontrollably. Her stomach, already thick with a nice padded layer of fat, swelled until she looked like she was in her first trimester. Then her second. Soon she had twins. Soon she had a litter. Soon she looked to be in her twentieth trimester and somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that she had just cum all over the desk, her own cock, hard as a rock, pulsed a prodigious amount of her own seed though nothing compared to what was being emptied into her. The sheer amount of seed couldn't be contained and every time Avery pulled back a little to slide herself home again, gallons of squirrel spunk splashed audibly around. The desk, the chair, the floor, everything was a lake of slimy, slippery, pearlescent mess.

It took quite a while before they both came down from their highs, heads fuzzy and overwhelmed from the moment. Avery slowly, carefully, pulled herself free and for the first time all day, her cock drooped down to slap against her now only large balls, the ocean previously contained within now filling her assistant who still twitched and groaned on her desk. Avery looked down at the ring of yellow latex still at the base of her cock and reached to peel it off, feeling a little guilty. Just then her phone dinged at her and she glanced over and saw that three hours had passed and the investors would be here any minute, "... oops..."