Surprise
Written For Yiffer Fox
by Vikky Cutter

Vikky smiled to herself as she pulled down her shirt. A soft
purr echoed through the lioness's body as she looked herself
over in the bathroom mirror.

The lacy white shirt she wore hung perfectly, falling from
her shoulders over her large breasts and down to her hips,
shifting and moving with her body. It was just transparent
enough to hint at the black bra she was wearing, the edges
showing through the fabric where they cupped her large
breasts. Her ample flesh spilled out over the cups and under
her shirt as the bra tried to hold in her forty-three inch
bust.

"I'm going to have to move up to a double G," she said to
herself as she pulled at the bra, enjoying the tight feeling
as it squeeze her a little every time she took in a breath.
At least they stood high on her chest, and didn't bother her
back the way Chelsea's could.

Spinning around, she watched the shirt flare out, rising
slightly to show her rounded rear in her jeans, her tail
flicking happily at the image. The slight bulge of her belly
could almost be seen, and her hips looked nice in the pants.

"Only a few more pounds," she told herself as she wiggled
her ass. Of course that didn't mean much; it seemed for
every five pounds she lost her breasts got a pound heavier.
Not that she minded it even a little bit, it was just one of
the things a lioness of her breed could expect--constant
breast growth over her whole life.

Of course it was also her expanding mammaries that had
caught her Yiffer. The lovely fox was a great boyfriend, and
she loved to tease him with her growing chest. It turned her
on to see how aroused he got every time she ripped one of
her bras.

When she glanced at her watch, she was a bit surprised to
see just how late it was. "He'll be home soon," she thought
eagerly. Quickly she leaned over the counter to open the
medicine cabinet and pulled out a special prescription.
Opening the bottle she took out three of the pills and held
them in her palm as she put the bottle away.

Walking out to the kitchen she let her body sway, feeling
her mass shift from side to side with each step she took,
causing her to swing her hips and tail to compensate. It
gave her walk a sexy swing to it that came naturally to her.

Once in the kitchen she poured herself a glass of milk,
fresh and only a day old, and right from her own breasts. It
was one of the nice side benefits of her condition. Throwing
it back she swallowed the pills, feeling them settle in her
belly with a glowing warmth.

Setting herself down at the table she let out a soft purr as
she finished her milk. She couldn't wait till Yiffer got
home, she had a perfect surprise for him, one that would
last the whole of the three day weekend.

She took her glasses off her nose, and cleaned them on the
edge of her shirt. As she placed them back on her muzzle she
shivered, her body growing cold for just a moment. In
response to the sudden chill, brought on by the pills she
had taken, her nipples grew hard under her bra.

The purr that escaped her came unbidden as the thick points
of flesh strained under the cloth. Each one was as thick as
her thumb, and half an inch long, yet another side effect of
her genetics. One that she loved, as they were so sensitive
that even the movement of her shirt helped to arouse her.

Leaning back in her chair she placed her paws on the table,
whimpering softly. She had to restrain herself; it wouldn't
be fair if she got herself off too soon.

Vikky started to control her breathing, with deep, slow
breaths that caused her chest to swell against her tight
bra. The feeling didn't help her any in trying to keep
herself calm, and her paws out of her pants.

"Where is he," she asked, looking at her watch, frowning a
bit as she fidgeted in her chair. "If he doesn't get here
soon he'll miss all the fun!" Then she stood up and took her
glass back to the kitchen.

It was when she was cleaning her glass that she heard the
front door open. With a laugh she hurried out of the kitchen
to peek around the corner. Yiffer was standing in the
doorway, pulling off his jacket as he flicked his tail
happily. The red fox looked tired, but had a smile on his
face as his tail swayed.

"How was your day?" she asked as she came out of the
kitchen.

Yiffer smiled when he saw her as he kicked off his shoes.
"Long, but it's better now that I'm here with you," he said,
then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him
for a kiss.

She returned it happily, her tongue slipping into his muzzle
as her paw drifted down, stroking the fur of his flat belly.
He pulled himself a bit closer to her, pressing himself up
against her chest as his paws ran down his back to squeeze
her ass.

Pulling back from the kiss she smiled to her boyfriend, "I
have a surprise for you," she said, leaning in to nuzzle his
neck.

"And what is the surprise?" he asked with a smile, his paw
stroking at the base of her thick tail.

Vikky giggled and shook her head, letting out a soft purr as
she felt the straps of her bra dig into her shoulders. The
weight on her chest was increasing as the pills began to
have their effect on her.

"That would be telling, wouldn't it?" she said with a smile
and a kiss on his nose.

He nodded, frowning a little as she pulled out of his arms.

"You go get changed. I'm going to make you something
special," she told him as she ran her fingers the rest of
the way down his stomach to grab at his well-filled crotch.

The fox yipped a bit in surprise and nodded his head, "Sure,
hon!" he said with a smile and hurried down the hallway to
their bedroom.

Vikky took in a deep breath and smiled to herself. This was
going to be a lot more fun then she had first hoped.
Hurrying into the kitchen, her bare feet padding on the
floor, she looked around to think of what to make.

Her eyes drifted to the mixer on the counter as a smile
played over her face. "A cake," she said, wincing a little
as the straps of her bra started to strain. By now she could
feel a warmth in each of her breasts, starting deep inside
the flesh and radiating out to her fur. The warmth would
pulse with her breathing, adding a little more flesh to her
chest with every passing second.

In a rush she pulled out the things she would need for her
creation, purring happily as she gathered them on the
counter next to her. The flour, the sugar, milk and eggs all
joined the cluster on the counter.

Pulling the mixer out, she looked down at it and shook her
head, "That wouldn't be any fun!" she told herself and
pushed it away. Instead she reached into the cupboard and
took down a mixing bowl and a whisk, then bending over she
picked up the cake pan. She let out a soft gasp as she stood
up; the weight of her growing breasts was pulling her down.

As she straightened up she could hear the creaking of the
fabric of her bra, and the straps and the edge of the cups
were pressing into her breasts. She pulled at the straps
through her shirt, trying to adjust them a bit.

"What are you doing?" Yiffer asked as he walked into the
kitchen, he had changed into a pair of loose jeans and a tan
T-shirt.

She wiggled her tail at him as she started to grease and
flour the pan, her breathing becoming a bit harder as her
breasts were squeezed in against her chest. "I'm baking you
a cake," she said with a wink as the black fabric under her
shirt creaked with the strain of her expanding flesh. The
straps dug into her shoulders and back, uncomfortable but
still bringing a purr.

"I can see that," he said as he walked up to her side, "But
why?"

Vikky giggled and shook her head, sending her long hair
bouncing over her shoulders. "So you can watch," she said
with a smile and a wink.

The fox chuckled, "Watch what?" he asked, glancing down at
her chest. Her breasts were now bulging out of her many
sizes too small bra, rising like bread over the top and
lifting her shirt. At the same time they pushed the cups
even further out from her chest, leaving enough room that
the soft flesh was starting to slide down between the bra
and her chest.

She took his arm and took him to the kitchen table, making
him sit down. He protested but she hushed him. "This hon!"
she said as she reached out to turn on the oven. Grasping
the edge of the stove she took in a long breath, feeling her
chest swell outwards against the fabric of her bra.

Arching her back she let out a long purr as the fabric
strained, popping the straps undone. With a loud ripping
sound the fabric of her bra tore open, separating down the
front between her breasts. The over-filled cups flew
outwards as her growing breasts jumped and fell against her
chest. She let out a gasp as they landed, the force of the
drop pulling her forward.

Yiffer let out a gasp as her bra exploded, his eyes growing
wide as he saw her large breasts bouncing free as the
remains of her bra slid from under her shirt and onto the
floor.

The fox stood up, looking down at the ruined bra, then up to
her breasts. "Vikky, are you ok?" he asked, both concerned
by the sudden growth, and aroused by it as well.

She nodded, purring happily now that the strain was gone
from her chest. She was now feeling the heavy weight of her
growing breasts in her back muscles. The warmth from the
change was increasing, fanning out through her flesh, as if,
now that they were free, her breasts were growing even
faster.

"Just sit back and enjoy the show, hon. I know you'll like
it," she said with a wink as she regained her balance. That
only lasted a moment as her breasts flowed outwards a little
more, causing her to shift on her feet again.

Yiffer nodded, settling himself down in the chair, leaving
his legs spread. The bagginess of his pants was starting to
fill out as he grew aroused. The fact that he wasn't just a
fox, but a yiff-fox also meant that his equipment grew with
his arousal.

Fluffing out her hair, she looked down at her chest,
realizing that they pushed out nearly a half a foot further
in front of her than they had before. The bottom of her
breasts were slowly sliding down her belly as they lifted
her shirt further outward.

She reached out and pulled the mixing bowl towards her,
having to lean further forward to reach it as her breasts
got in the way, pressing against the counter. With the bowl
in place she gathered up the ingredients and started to
measure them out, her tail flicking behind herself as she
worked.

As she poured the flour and sugar into the bowl, she had to
arch her back as her breasts leaped forward a bit on their
own. The flesh surged forward, rippling from her nipples to
her chest. A wave of softness surged over the globes as she
felt the bottom of her breasts brush up against her outtie
belly button.

She was very surprised when one hard nipple caught the bowl
as she turned to get the milk. Looking at them she was
delighted to see that they were over an inch long and pushed
against her shirt like small cans of juice. Reaching down
she rubbed them gently, letting out a happy purr as they
sent shockwaves over her body.

Vikky panted a bit, arching her back as the weight of her
growing mammaries tried to pull her forward. She could feel
the muscles straining under their growing weight as they
pulled taunt.

Gingerly she turned again, getting the milk and pouring it
into the bowl, having to stand to the side to reach it over
her large breasts. Then she attempted to put the eggs in,
but when she tried to crack the eggs on the edge of the bowl
her massive breasts hit it, pushing it away from her.

With a laugh she turned sideways and picked up the bowl,
letting it rest on her breasts as she cracked the eggs.
Still holding the bowl she picked up the whisk and started
to mix everything together.

The lioness nearly dropped everything as another wave of
warmth rushed over her breasts, the soft flesh growing out
around her arms, lifting the bowl as the hem of her shirt
started to brush against the bottom of her breasts.

Yiffer let out a laugh, clapping his paws together.

Turning to face him, she gave him a smile as she saw that
his pants were full. The outline of his balls pressed
against his legs as his erection strained the front of his
boxers, the front of his pants now open so he wasn't so
tight.

"Grow!" he growled, his tongue lolling out as lust twinkled
in his eyes.

She laughed and shook her head, smiling at him as she set
the mixing bowl down, or tried to. She had to turn her body
sideways to set it on the counter, her breasts now so large
she couldn't reach around them if she wanted to.

Carefully she picked up the pan she had prepared, and tried
to pour the mix into it. It was a lot of trouble to balance
everything on her breasts and keep the batter pouring into
the pan. A little bit rolled down the edges and onto her
shirt.

She held the pan with one paw, and turned around, her
breasts brushing the edge of the counter as she moved. She
grasped the stove with her other paw, bending down as she
pulled it open. Once kneeling she found that the weight of
her breasts made it very difficult for her to stand back up

Grabbing the end of the counter she pulled herself to her
feet, letting out a whimper as her legs protested lifting so
much weight. The pull of the fabric over her large nipples
as her breasts expanded once more made her purr in lust as
she slowly turned herself around and put the pan in the
oven.

With a kick of her foot she closed the oven door. Trying
once more to turn herself around, she found that as her
breasts brushed over the counter her fanny pressed against
the far wall.

With a laugh she set the timer and turned once more to face
Yiffer. She stood still, one paw on her back as she arched
backwards to help support her breasts as they sank out down
under her shirt.

Yiffer smiled back at her, his pants fully removed and his
boxers stretched to the breaking point, his heavy balls
nearly on the ground.

"Like the show?" she asked as she walked out of the kitchen,
taking small, slow steps as her breasts tried to pull her to
the ground with every move she made.

He nodded, panting as he spread his legs even wider, "I love
it! How did you do it?"

Vikky giggled and blushed a bit, "You do know that my father
was a Yiff-Lion?"

He nodded as he stood up, walking over to her side, "It's
why your breasts keep getting bigger."

"I got something to bring that out in full, at least for a
few days," she said with a purr as his paws stroked at the
exposed underside of her breasts.

"Just a few days?" he asked with a small pout.

The lioness smiled and leaned over to kiss him, "It will be
enough," she said. She took a step towards the bedroom, but
let out a surprised squeak as her breasts shifted and pulled
her towards the ground. She threw out one leg to catch
herself and let out a yell of pleasure as her breasts jumped
forward again, the flesh shaking and quivering as they
flowed out another inch, moving in waves under her shirt.

Yiffer was at her side in a moment, a smile on his muzzle as
he bent down to kiss her. She returned the kiss happily,
feeling his stretched boxers rubbing against her breasts.

"Here?" he asked as he reached out to pluck the glasses from
her face.

Vikky nodded. "Here," she replied, letting out a deep purr
as she pulled off his shorts.

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This story is copyright 2004 by Victoria Cutter, hardcopy
reprints limited to one a person, all other rights reserved.
This story may not be distributed for a fee except by
permission of the author, and this copyright notice may not
be removed. Yiffer is owned by his player.
