Chapter 0 - The story

1 A day at the office
Caberea trudged his way in through the door with a long, exhausted sigh. Of course, being the prodigiously busted foxdragon boy he was, this meant that it stretched out the buttons on his shirt just past the breaking point. The poor things had been teetering on that perilous edge all day, pinging off in various directions as he shut the door in exasperation. At the very least, his breast finally got the breathing room that they had been fighting for. It just got monotonous that they always seemed to win and break his shirts.


If this is going to be how it is... why not at least have actually large breasts? The foxdragon silently mused, gaze falling upon his beloved amulet with a curious smirk. The shirt was quickly discarded, letting those massive mammaries fall and rest with their own natural firmness instead, gently rubbing them to relieve all of that stress as he went about taking his well-deserved remainder of the day in relaxation.

And yet it was only natural to ruminate over the day to come, caressing his breasts, selecting his targets. It even helped when preparing his dinner, which always contained quite a bit of his own dairy, both for health reasons, flavor preference, and the fact that he couldn't waste all of it, that was just wrong.

By the end of the day, his mind had locked everything in place, the roomiest shirt he had prepared along with an only marginally smaller pair of pants for his expansive rear, drifting off into a peaceful sleep with the slightest glint of hunger showing in those gently closing eyes.

The next day came in what seemed like an instant, bouncing quite literally out of the bed and stopping the alarm clock with astounding grace, breasts sloshing heavily and feeling all too full. There wasn't time now, the shirt being buttoned up and always so much tighter than he hoped, the amulet hidden beneath it all, rear shifting and swaying so much more energetically. Today, he had a much, much grander purpose to going to work, and nothing was going to stop him.

Not that anybody could, though he was kind and apologetic, to a degree, muttering small sorries and 'excuse mes' as he rushed his way to work. There were so many close calls and a few accidental smotherings, but that was the fate of breasts like these. The double doors to the office slid open with Cabe just barely making it in, the entrance barely heeded by the busty desk secretary as she filed her nails. "Good morning, Karen." He customarily repeated to the lioness, a subtle pause in her filing as he clocked himself in, but nothing more.

The amulet glowed subtly, engulfed by breast and hiding it's light, the rude lioness beginning to lose her assets moment by moment even as he made his way over to his, of course, much larger cubicle, gradually filling it a little more by the moment as Karen got her just desserts without even realizing it yet.

It's a rough thing, suppressing all of that glee, especially when he had just so many other feeling compounding right on top of it. Like the feeling of his hefty bosom slooowly swelling out even further, new nerve endings pushing them to a level of sensitivity he hadn't even imagined. At the very least bras were a forgone thing, so there wasn't the worry of them digging into his back. He shudders at that, some things are best left long, long forgotten.

He settled into his desk properly, with a fair distance between him and the keyboard, taking a breath as those teats engorged, Karen glanced down, eyes widening as those breasts were seemingly vanishing into thin air.

A yowl of sheer disdain was heard from the other room, the foxdragon wearing a knowing, cocky smirk, the lioness caring so little for even her job that she simply left. Skidding on the street was heard as she made a direct beeline for her doctor's office. Mammograms, implants, anything was better than this! At least, it was so in her mind.

The office was in a bit of a tizz over that, water cooler conversation ablaze with something new and exciting to gossip about, it'd been forever and that was prime conversation fuel. Especially for the two chatty bovines that seemed to love the gossip more than anything about their work.

"Hey you two, did you hear that... ahem, well Karen just leave?" Cabe smiled, a glint in his eyes, falling on the both of those sets of endowments, his own accidentally pressing up against the two cows almost imposingly. He hadn't realized his own new size yet it seemed, not that it mattered. He didn't bother to back away even.

One of them cleared her throat, blushing furiously and clearly jealous of Cabe. Of course she was, he was always just so much bigger than them, and being cows, it was something you took pride in to have big breasts. They seemed bigger than she'd imagined. "Ah, oh yeah, she drove right out of the lot, I think she almost hit the supervisor's car and everything, don't think that bitch is coming back any time soon." She chatted, her eyes aimed down the entire time she spoke

"I wonder what that was about." Cabe mused with a devilish air to him, those breasts of his actively swelling against the bovines as theirs started to vanish little by little. Of course, neither of them really noticed, though he did seem a bit pushy today.

"Hey, could you give us some space? You're uh, sorta smothering us with those a bit." The brunette stated, backing away an inch. And Cabe was more than happy to oblige, backing away juuust a bit as those breasts started to actually fight a little with his shirt. More space, no problem.

He really did give them more space, just as they asked. But that didn't mean that his breasts wouldn't grow out to make that difference not matter anyway. There was a gluttonous gleam in his eye, their assets so incredibly diminished now, he could just take every last inch of them... maybe even more. The milk inside them felt so much more impossible to contain... if anything he thought he might have felt the slightest trickle, and that was enough to make him snap out of it. Don't want to cause a scene... just a little longer he calmed himself, properly stepping away and leaving them with just enough that there wouldn't be yet more panic, it wasn't time for that just yet.

The work day slowed to a crawl, at least for him. Really... what could he do with his job once he reached the sizes he dreamed of? The more he thought on this, the more it started to make sense. He caressed his breasts idly, thought to any onlookers it may have seemed that it was simply accidental rubbing against the bottom of them as the poor bustyboy did his very best to type in a state such as his body forced upon him. At least, until the soft squeezing started, heated blush on his cheeks as a small amount of milk dribbled and squirted onto his desk, electric pleasure coursing throughout the entirety of those massive tits, so addicting and yet again, so much more intense than before.

"So, are you going to go to the meeting?" A little mouse girl squeaked from around the corner, making the foxdragon stop in his tracks for the moment being, turning and smiling his size more than enough to block her view of the, well, mess he had just made. "Oh, thank you for the reminder, Terry, I'll be right there." He smirked, tail swaying in barely contained anticipation as he and all of his colleagues filed out of their cubicles and into the room a nice round table, long ones just weren't conducive to conversation.

The table actually quite summed up the company at large. Progressive and innovative, the kind that would hire an overly endowed busty foxdragon boy without even batting an eye. So much variety, and the best part? Clothing was actually extremely lax, so as he eyed all the endowments of every worker in the company at once, and even saw fur and scales... well, it was almost too much to contain.

"I'm afraid to inform you all that one of our number seems to have left the company, permanently. I thought it was best we get that out of the way rather than beat around the bush." An exasperated and yet well dressed... and especially well-endowed cheetah spoke, taking the 'head' of the table. Really, she just had the fanciest chair. "Karen, top secretary here at Innovation has voluntarily resigned, due to an unknown, presumed personal reasons. A moment of silence please, we wish her the best in her future endeavors." She stated, her breasts bouncing with each and every one of her gestures, the foxdragon's gaze locked onto them, intense. Some may presume it a lecherous gaze. But those narrowed slits and subtly faster breathing could indicate nothing more than a hunter staring directly at his prey.

It was almost subconscious now, sapping his target's size even as she spoke, spurring those pleasurable feelings of growth, and thus, greed. So much immeasurable greed, equal only to the span of his breasts, and as they grew so did it, and so did the amulet's selection of targets. The meeting had long resumed, but he had long stopped listening, it was just some boring chart, sales projections, plans for the future, openings and offerings for a secretary position if anybody happened to be interested in something like that. It was all just meaningless noise, and only the intense straining of his breasts against the weakening shirt was finally enough to pull him out of his reverie, by now his breasts easily enough to reach halfway down his thighs, and his rear mimicked that size.

"And in even greater news, I have an announcement to make." The cheetah smiled and gazed out upon the crowd, her form much more... average than voluptuous, and there was quite the murmuring at the table about if anybody else's clothing were feeling loose today. "A promotion, to somebody that has worked hard enough to really earn it, through everything." She stated, her eyes falling directly upon the bustyboy, making him blink in surprise. "Caberea, I think it's about time you be promoted to team leader, don't you?" The words leaped from her mouth, mimicking that very burgeoning excitement, the entire room clapping customarily as Cabe strode up to the fore of the room, breasts bouncing and very nearly leaking from the sheer stimulation of walking now.

Step by heavy step, sloshing and a nearly hypnotic gait to all of the assets that had been accrued upon the foxdragon was put on a somewhat intentional display of everything he'd gained, brimming with pride in his own body... and then, immense hunger, the last few steps not being to take to his supervisor's side. Oh no, the cheetah soon found herself pinned to the whiteboard at the head of the room, the sheer immensity of those breasts being graced upon his prey to be the only one to know just what they truly felt like, if only the slightest boon in such a situation. "W-What are you doing! Let me go!"

"Oh no... I don't think I will." He growled in warning, her superiors screams muffled to a near whisper, the amulet gleaming light as suddenly she found very body withering away from all of it's endowment in a near instant. Anything he had allowed her to have left, that was. And then more, she was sinking into them, all as those gluttonous eyes pierced through her all the while, all the way up until she had vanished entirely.





Cabe turned around with sudden confidence and... almost intimidating air. Nobody knew what had just happened. Their supervisor was gone, but, how could they prove it? His tits ate her? They just stared slack-jawed at those breasts, the bustyboy clearing his throat. "Now, I believe she meant to say that I had been promoted to supervisor, I know, such a slip of the tongue. Any objections?" 