#tomnookvore

“You are...such an inconvenience,” Tom N.ook huffs as he thrusts his hips over and over.

“You’re...moanin’ too much...to soundmad...~” Crazy R.edd groans with a cocky grin.

N.ook just grumbles a bit, closing his eyes as he keeps plapping against R.edd. The cunning fox was leaning over the tanuki’s desk, bushy tail flagged up as N.ook thrusts into his ass. It’s not an unusual position for these two to be in, usually because R.edd egged him into it somehow.

The slapping sound gets quicker as N.ook picks up the pace, feeling himself getting close. He’s so close to finishing...and then there’s a knock at the door. “Mr. N.ook, are you in there?” a voice calls out.

N.ook’s eyes widen and his ears perk up. “Ah! J-Just a second!”

“Eeeh? C’mon, we’re almost done~” R.edd says with a cocky grin. “I don’t really mind a third if--mmrph!” R.edd is silenced by a paw on his muzzle. He’s quickly lifted off the desk and roughly lifted off. He squirms a bit as N.ook moves him around and begins shoving him under the desk.

As N.ook presses his chair in close, there’s a soft squelch as his entire length is shoved into R.edd’s ass. It makes both of them shudder hard. R.edd has never been allowed to take N.ook’s full length, so getting that was more than enough to settle him down. He just...has no idea why he wasn’t allowed.

N.ook was too panicked to even notice what he’d done, though he shivers a bit when R.edd’s ass seems to clench even tighter over him. “C-Come in!” N.ook calls out, trying to straighten up his desk and make himself look busy.

D.igby opens the door and smiles. “Good morning, Mr. N.ook! I have our daily report ready for how the villagers are doing. It should only take a minute to go over.”

“Ah...yes, yes, that’s fine,” N.ook says with a nod. He wanted to tell D.igby to just wait a moment longer, but he had nowhere else to hide R.edd and he certainly couldn’t have the fox leave through the door!

D.igby walks in, more focused on a clipboard he has as he starts talking about this or that with N.ook. Just reporting about things the townsfolk need or requests they have or some such. N.ook isn’t listening very closely, just nodding along and humming. His entire body is tense as a fire ignites in his loins.

R.edd grins and wiggles his hips, trying to tease N.ook some more. He can’t say much since the tanuki is keeping a foot on his muzzle so it stays shut but that won’t stop him. He’s also feeling especially needy. There’s an immense warmth in his hips that’s spreading through him, like a building pressure begging for release. It’s the only thing he can feel in his legs, which are otherwise numb…and kinda hard to move. But he can feel N.ook trying to thrust his hips slightly and he knows he’s keeping the tanuki’s attention.

“…Mr. N.ook, are you feeling alright?” D.igby asks suddenly.

“Hm?” N.ook jolts to attention, blinking a few times. He laughs and quickly tries to wave it off. “Oh, yes, yes! Sorry, I was just…distracted for a moment. Do go on.” He tries his best to look natural, even if he knows his face is burning bright red. It feels like he’s going to burst!

R.edd keeps wiggling his hips, snickering to himself. He was enjoying this position...at least at first. But that intense heat just keeps welling up inside of him. It feels like his entire lower body is on fire almost. He tries to move his legs but he can’t. He can’t turn his head around to look, either, with N.ook’s foot keeping his muzzle shut. A muzzle that was starting to leak something like drool...but it was salty.

Paying attention to anything D.igby said was impossible. N.ook can only think about the burning need in his crotch. He reaches down to rub along his shaft, shivering and huffing softly. He feels so sensitive that even his own paw is enough to get him leaking. Such a mess...he’ll have to clean it up later...

R.edd isn’t finding this funny anymore. He’s sputtering as more liquid tries to come out of his mouth and pools around his chin. He tries to move but he can’t. His neck feels stiff and he can’t feel his arms or legs at all. Something is incredibly wrong but...that’s not what’s on his mind. The only thing on his mind, the only thing he can possibly think about, is this horrible need to cum. His entire body is begging for it and his mind is screaming at him to cum. He has to cum. He needs to cum. He must cum! Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!

N.ook puts a paw to his muzzle, attempting to look like he’s just leaning his chin on his hand. He’s huffing and puffing, trying to muffle it and keep focus. But his mind is racing with pleasure and his sagging nuts are churning desperately. He doesn’t have to touch himself at all. His cock is throbbing and leaking more, begging for him to give it release. He’s so close...he’s going to...to..!

“So, does that all sound alright to you, Mr. N.ook?” D.igby asks, looking up from his clipboard with a smile.

“OOOOOOOOH, YES, YEEEEES~!” N.ook moans out, squeezing his eyes shut as his cock begins to fire off its load. It’s an incredible, full-body feeling of pleasure that leaves him shivering all over. Thick ropes gush out of him, splattering on the back of his desk and across the floor as he carelessly fires off everything he has.

R.edd’s mind is equally as lost in pleasure as he fires off everything he has...quite literally. Every time another rope of cum fires from N.ook’s cock, more of R.edd is splattered out. His mass and his mind in equal parts are being used to fuel N.ook’s orgasm. Memories and personality are whited out bit by bit, R.edd’s mind turning into a thick puddle of tanuki spunk, and N.ook’s kitsune-sized cock begins to shrink back down as it pumps out all of the excess mass alongside it.

D.igby tilts his head and is quiet for a moment. Then he smiles and nods. “Good, then I’ll get right on it, Mr. N.ook!’ He turns and walks out of the office, closing the door behind him.

N.ook sinks back into his chair, huffing and panting while sweat drips from his forehead. He hasn’t had an orgasm like that in quite some time. He’s glad D.igby didn’t seem to notice anything, or was at least polite enough to simply ignore it. Once he’s taken a minute to recover from the euphoria, N.ook pushes his chair away from his desk to look at the damage.

The entirety of the bottom of N.ook’s desk is dripping in fresh cum and a massive puddle has formed on the ground and spread around the space behind his desk. The chair he was sitting in and his legs were similarly soaked in cum. And so was his cock...but that’s not the only thing he notices about it.

It’s bigger than it used to be, thicker and longer, and his nuts are rounder as well. But they’re also...a different color. Both are a bright orange now, with a white under belly along the bottom of his shaft and a couple of white spots where he imagines R.edd’s hands and tail tip used to be. Red’s clothes are left in a heap under the desk, soaked through in N.ook’s cum. And that’s all that’s left of him...

N.ook sighs deeply, gently rubbing along the length of his cock. It twitches slightly, still rather sensitive, but there’s no other reaction at all. This is what he was worried about. Being a tanuki, his cock is rather dangerous. Anyone he fully hilts on his cock gets absorbed into it if he’s not careful, and he tends to be unable to hold back when he cums. He must have done it when he was hiding R.edd under the desk...

Getting to his feet, N.ook steps through his own mess so he can get to a nearby closet and grab a towel--he tends to keep them stocked for things like this. Nothing he can do but clean this mess up now. He’ll need to find someone else to get some stress relief with, too.

N.ook lets out a pleased sigh as he polishes off the last of his coffee. He loved coming to B.rewster's--he was there every morning right before work. But his favorite coffees were the ones on Monday when B.rewster stocked his special coffee creamer. Even N.ook didn't know what the bird did to make it, but it was so good, he hardly needed to care. It made the cafe rather busy every Monday, of course, as just about everyone around had the same feeling as N.ook did--they couldn't get enough of the limited special. Although, the tanuki couldn't help but finally ask "I'd love to know how you make your coffee creamer."

B.rewster pauses from cleaning the cup in his wing. Hm...this was a slight problem. Normally, anyone who asks that, he uses for his next batch. It keeps curious eyes away and makes sure he has a plentiful stock. But this is different. N.ook has been one of his most loyal customers since the day he opened his shop. Not only is he a great customer, but he's an old friend, too. And he always drinks his coffee at the perfect temperate--he's never once let it cool. Turning him into cream would be a bit of a harder choice. But another idea comes to the pigeon. Perhaps...

"...why don't you come to my shop after closing? I may be able to...show you my secret recipe then...but you have to promise to keep it to yourself."

N.ook beams at the offer and gently clasps his paws together. "Lovely. I'll see you then, yes, yes."

The rest of the day goes on well, and B.rewster keeps an eye on everyone and everything until closing time. He flips the sign to closed when the last patron leaves but doesn't lock up--N.ook is there not ten minutes after closing, let in by the pigeon, who locks the door behind him.

"...follow me, please." With a gesture of his wing, B.rewster heads into the back of his shop with N.ook following behind. Today's cream had been a special one, since it was a V.aletine's day special. That cute couple--C.hip and F.lick--had practically begged the bird about his cream's recipe Sunday night. And of course, B.rewster obliged them. He'd never taken two at once, but such a loving couple was bound to make a special treat for the holiday. The pigeon shudders a bit thinking about how wonderful they felt as they cried for one another while melting down. What he wouldn't give to do it again...

Unfortunately, he can't. All that remains of the two of them is what's left sitting in the empty canisters he uses to store his cream. Clothes and bones, mostly, which he shows to N.ook once the two of them reach the back. The tanuki seems confused for a second but his eyes widen in recognition soon. "Is that..?"

"...they asked how I make my special cream," B.rewster explains. He starts cleaning the containers out, pouring the undigested bits into a bin where he stored many more cum-soaked bones and clothes. "...just like everyone else. And of course, I showed them...but you know how it is with trade secrets. Can't let them get out."

N.ook, understandably, looks nervous now. He takes a slight step back. "So then...you're going to..?"

B.rewster perks up and looks at the tanuki. "Oh, heavens, no! It's only Monday night--the cream is best at its freshest, and I only sell it once a week. No...I'm here to offer a business opportunity for you."

N.ook's ears perk up just a bit at the mention of that and he pauses. B.rewster got his attention, just like he expected. "What...kind of business opportunity?"

"...you see, I was thinking we could work together on this. I've heard many good things about tanuki cream--it might be even better than what I produce. With your help, business will skyrocket here, and I can sell twice as much cream."

"You're asking me to digest your customers--our neighbors, the people I'm responsible for, yes, yes?" N.ook gently taps his paws together. "I don't know if--"

"...it's either that or I'll have to sell tanuki flavored cream next Monday," B.rewster says. "And I'd rather not do that to my best customer. On top of that, you'll be given half the profits on Monday."

N.ook perks up immediately at that again and his tail swishes ever so slightly. Any qualms or worried he seemed to have about this were suddenly gone. He takes B.rewster's hand and shakes it with a smile. "Then it'll be a pleasure doing business with you, yes, yes."

Come the following Sunday, N.ook and B.rewster sit in the back of the shop, their bloated nuts churning and groaning wetly over a couple of squirming meal. B.rewster is quite used to this, but N.ook's panting and huffing shows that he's not. "Don't let him out early," B.rewster advises. "You have to wait for that exactly moment that his body is reduced to a slurry before release. And make sure you get it all in the canister! Can't waste a drop!"

"Y-Yes, yes..." N.ook pants. He was having a hard time not stroking his cock, which is already dripping pre like a faucet. "I-It's a shame...about those dodo brothers, though. We'll...need new pilots..."

"I'm sure you'll find someone," B.rewster reassures. "You always do. Besides, this will be a wonderful test to see which cream is more popular--I imagine twins tend to taste the same."

Come Monday, the coffee shop would be bustling from morning to night. N.ook's cream was a massive success, and it was driving up business like crazy. B.rewster was starting to realize he might not be able to keep the cream as a one-day treat. He swears that half his customers were asking about the new batch and how it was made!