Chapter 2 - A not so modest morning

He awoke with quite the start. For one, this wasn't his familiar home in the slightest... though he was surprised to find just how comfy it was despite that, a club closed and yet... he still had quite the gathering of admirers around him. He had time to see things with perfect clarity now, the gurgling and even now heavily leaking mounds of fox-dragon that laid out before him, surrounded by his new devout club-goers, some of them even looking significantly less barren than they had the night before. 'Good... that just means i have more to take now." Cabe cooed in his mind, that gluttony having taken a very real and very firm grasp. 

Except, going for the simple route of taking it all again... that wasn't enough. Not anymore. He need more! So much more, and nobody was going to deny him. He smirked and gazed on down at the smallest little mouse out of them all, adorably stacked now that she'd been feeding on that milk all night. It didn't take to realize just what to do with such a fragile thing. "More..." He growled softly, waking the mouse and only the mouse with a soft squeak.

"W-what was that?" She asked shyly, gazing at the door and fidgeting, nervous habits showing as she drank idly from that breast even now. 

"I said, wouldn't you like some more dear?" He cooed enticingly, pressing that breast in against her lips. "You're a growing girl too now aren't you? Don't be shy... drink up as much as you like, I'm going to keep on making more. And more... and more." He continued, forgoing the rest of them as he continued to add more of that heft onto the girl, more and more as that enticing milk gushed onto her and stained her clothing for good, sweet, lime scent invading her little mousey nose as she tried to wriggle away.

"It was fun but i really need to be going! It can't wait, i'll be fired!" She squeaked in a panic, trying to lift the breast that had her pinned, her mouth agape in protest, the massaging only doing enough to give her a mouthful of it all. A big... enticing mouthful. It fogged her mind, gave her a taste of what that gluttony was really like... the hunger for more shared between the two, and a moment of weakness. Her reverie was ended quickly, the smirk on his face growing as she found her muzzle pressed more and more against... and then into that teat, stretching with minimal effort on such small prey. She wriggled and squirmed more, thrashing and sending echoing waves over that tit, gushing more and more milk into her full, then overfull belly.

"Oh no no, it's just for you to drink better, you have nothing to fear." He continued, and let more of that maw slip inside faster than she could protest, then her head, comforting, warm darkness and milk starting to eclipse her world and bring her into her new, permanent home. Panic, lust, and hunger intermingled in the confused mouse's mind, her paws gripping the teat tightly and pushing in a futile bid to keep her shoulders from entering, until they slipped in with a sudden pop, and the rest of her followed suit soon after.

He sat back and sighed with a grin, she couldn't even struggle for long, but the sloshing and the rather near irreversible mess she was making of the club floor was quite the satisfying sight to see.  The sunlight making it's way through the windows revealed him as the oh so golden god of his new... temporary followers. There was a new itch, something more... something bigger than just... bigger. The amulet gleamed and flashed anew as his thoughts turned and his gaze did too. The same question always sitting on his mind... how much more can i get?

A cat girl, sleeping soundly, her top long ripped open with row after row of swollen breasts. "My my... somebody is a binge drinker. Cat likes milk hmm?" Cabe cooed softly into her ear, to which she let out something of a sleepy meow and turned over, mumbling something about just 5 more minutes. "Sound sleeper too... you could be just the thing for helping out with this little balance issue i've been developing." He smiled, taking his new toy and dragging his tongue over one of her breasts... suckling from it just to see her whine in her sleep and squirm all the more. She even gave a squirt of milk... it didn't take long for him to start draining her and make her really moan in her sleep, adding that to his assets was trivial, but toying with his food was just so fun.

One by one, he drained those still comparatively far too small breasts, at least for his tastes, her poor little womanhood slick with juices, crying out and then muffled by his massive breasts, sinking in more and more, draining away little by little, Cabe's tongue lolling in rapture as it all felt too good, exercising that power and getting everything he could ever wish for. All that size sloshed and divided down his chest, two rows of budding breasts pushing outward and growing out, his balance restored, and two new sensitive sets of teats being added, his entire front now dominated by breast and it couldn't be better. "Oh now that is much more like it... so much better than before." He admired briefly. 

He even briefly tested them out, each and every new teat played over with those hands of his, happy moans playing about his lips, just low enough so that he didn't wake the remaining club-goers, though their stirring had finally begun to grow more and more obvious. Especially the four outstretched legs of the one and only taur in the room, a wolf, female... she even had a slightly laden underbelly with yet more breasts. A tinge of jealousy played over him for a moment, just a fleeting one. Because why be jealous when the amulet can grant him every little bit of that?

It was too tempting, too much for him to just try to tempt and take like he'd done with the others... this one was his, and it was his right here and right now. He growled with a predatory stance, step by step, closer and closer, the amulet gleaming bright as he subconsciously siphoned away those assets and made his prey all the smaller, all the easier for him to handle. Smaller and smaller, little by little, dwindling away to such a small thing on the floor that he could simply just pick up the tiny taur and put it away in a single gulp.

The changes were sharp and sudden, felling his balance completely falling away as his body was no longer so simple, hands supporting himself as a new torso, new legs, and most importantly, an under carriage full of those motherly mammaries he was so addicted to gaining manifesting from his previous victim, though there was the slightest downside to such a form in that no amount of breasts could hide that maleness below now, at least, not from the back. It was nearly a shock to see all those breasts on his form. They almost looked... a modest size? That wouldn't do at all!

None of the remaining club-goers looked of much interest, the fox-dragon donning a shirt that now fit perfectly well... and a set of old taur bras that didn't so much, but they did preserve his decency enough that he could leave, and set off to his home. "Where to next... may as well spend my weekend in style, surprise my workers with a little... or a lot extra. Guess the company is going to go through some small changes along with me." He idly tittered, breasts swaying over his underside as he left the club, the afternoon sun a bit harsh on his eyes, but it accentuated his body just so much. And here downtown, all that attention could certainly amount to something.

A certain pink vixen passed him by as he left with a giggle, something mysterious to it, her keys jingling as she took the time to look you over. "My... someone is up to something. Don't be shy... do come back more often." She winked, opening the door and passing inside, going about her usual rounds of bopping the passed out club-goers on the head or sometimes something a bit more forceful, the particularly resistant finding themselves booted out, long after Cabe had set off with a curious smirk of his own.

The air was still crisp, even beyond it's usual morning capacity, and it was more than welcome on her scales after the frankly rather musty nature the club was gaining after a long night that had passed just far too fast. It was something of a sight to see those thick teats against the fabric, and a particularly interested, lithe, Siamese cat in frankly somewhat gaudy clothing came up to him with intent eyes, of course lingering far too long on those breasts as most did, but he'd come to accept that as normal by now. 

"What a body! I can't believe I've never seen something like this around here. What would your name be my dear?" He cooed, voice smooth and slick as a snake as he gestured in dramatic arcs, his tail even contorting to strike poses to accentuate his every move. Somebody practiced in front of a mirror.

"Oh, call me Caberea, and you would be?" He replied calmly and tentatively, the little thing having little to offer to him in terms of assets, but his tail still swayed calmly from side to side as he listened, ears perked and eyes doing their best to follow the cats exaggerated musings. 

"I'm your ticket to stardom. Well... maybe not so much that far, not yet, but i can get you a very well paying job." He offered, confident smile showing that he didn't believe even for a moment that his pitch would be turned down, not one bit. "With oh so many amenities, I'm sure you must need the income."

"Oh no thanks, I own a company of my own, i think my income is more than sufficient. But... What about the other models? Anybody interesting?" He asked, the cat shocked and frozen still by the swift, momentary dejection, clearing his throat as he nodded enthusiastically.

"We have models of every kind, every conceivable conception of beauty and all in one place, whether they be large, very large, or even many different kinds of interesting you just don't see in the world. Think of it something like a freak show... but a good one!" He responded distastefully, but all those promises weren't overlooked by the fox-dragon, grinning wide and shaking his hand, having to reach down a bit as he had gained a bit of height with her new torso to support him. 

"I'll be taking that offer, just don't disappoint me. And don't call me a freak." He warned simply, the cat clearing his throat and nodding, and offering his business card from what seemed like an endless abyss of them in his coat pocket.

"Tomorrow, just down the road, call me if you have any questions sir" He quickly added, bowing away, allowing Caberea to continue on his way, all the way home to enjoy a peaceful evening of getting acclimated to all the extra.