You couldn’t help but blush a little before returning his greeting “So what’s all this?” you asked “Don’t tell me you can cook too?”
“I’m a big naked Torracat, and that’s the weird part?” he said turning back to the stove and showing his bare bubble butt in the process.
“Fair point,” you said before ogling his massive ass. A few minutes more and Derrick served you both of you a plate of eggs and several strips of bacon. “So, what brought all this on?” you couldn’t help but ask.
“Well, if I’m gonna be more like your roommate then your pet I figured I’d pitch in,” he explained. “After all I can’t exactly help to pay rent.”
Your heart melted a little at Derrick’s chivalry before you continued your meals. The rest of the day was spent bonding as you both played games watched some cheesy movies and just generally hung out. You were both elated to find out how similar your tastes were and by the end of the day you were mutually convinced this was a partnership made to last.
Over the course of the next week it almost became like a game for you, coming home to guess what Derrick was doing and how he would look. Almost every day he was either vacuuming or cooking at anywhere between seven and ten feet tall, with the exception of one rainy day where he felt too depressed to do much of anything and stood only five feet tall. After you’d ordered takeout that day, to your surprise, Derrick had shrunk down to only two feet tall and just wanted to be held as he purred away while you stroked his fur—apparently he really didn’t like rainy days. The next day though he’d sworn every which way that if you’d told a soul he’d burn the whole damn house down, not that you could tell anyone anyway.
Now it was Friday and as you made your way to the door after returning from work you were excited to spend the weekend together. The closer you got though the more vividly you began hearing a strange thumping. “Weird” you thought as you opened the door only to have a heart attack and slam the door behind you. Spanning the entirety of the house was Derrick’s big naked body as he gleefully fapped away, his giant dick banging against the ceiling.
“Derrick, what the hell?!” you yelled in surprise.
“Oh, hi,” he said fapping away without even slowing down.
“Derrick, seriously, what the fuck?!” you asked again.
“I’m boooooooooored,” he childishly said before beginning to shrink down to a size that didn’t put the house in jeopardy.
“Damn, dude, you don’t have to put a hole in the ceiling every time you get bored though.” you said inspecting the dent.
“Oh, calm your tits, it’s not that bad,” Derrick groused.
“Seriously dude, what’s wrong?” you asked in as serious a tone you could muster.
“I’m sorry,” Derrick said “I’m really bored and pent up and just really… well… lonely when you’re gone,” he added, all but squeaking the last part.
“Sorry, I guess it’s pretty sucky being so cooped up. I can’t do anything about it this minute but how about tomorrow we go camping?” you suggested. “All you’d have to do is change back for a little while on the way out of town, then once we’re in the mountains we’re free to do whatever we want.”
“Yes, yes, yes, let’s absolutely do that,” he said practically bouncing of the walls.
“Ha ok man, calm down,” you chuckled. “Would you mind starting dinner though? I’ve got to pack a bag and figure out where my tent is at.”
“Right, definitely, on it!” and with that he rushed into the kitchen with his tail ceaselessly flicking about, like a being of purest excitement.
While you scrounged about in your garage one thought kept coming back to you, more and more prominently. Somehow despite Derricks rather considerable libido the closest either of you had come to acting since your first encounter was a regular, almost palpable, tension. As you dwelled on the subject though you’d somehow gone from simply thinking about it to hoping something would come about this weekend. After you’d found the tent your body had more or less played the rest of the day out on autopilot, your mind left to be an anxious jumble and hormone ridden fantasy machine. Tomorrow was the day, and though you had no means to purr or tail to flit you could easily relate to Derrick’s feelings.
The trip that morning hadn’t taken long, but you’d both been eager for it to end as soon as it’d begun. Now you were in private seclusion, free to roam in nature, free to let Derrick do whatever he wanted with his size, and hopefully free to go wild. Having grown up in this town you’d of course known where the perfect site would be, it was not only spacious but was only a short walk from a small hidden lake, really an overgrown pond, your current destination.
Once you’d pierced the veil of underbrush “Wow…” was all Derrick could say as his eyes sparkled in unison with the water’s surface.
“I told you it was beautiful,” you said, proud of your private haven. “Now how about we take a dip?” you began to take your shirt off, the excuse to undress being your hopeful icebreaker.
“Well…you can if you want, but swimming isn’t exactly my favorite…” the Torracat admitted.
“Aeth, you colossal idiot!” rang louder in your head then anything ever had. Derrick was both a fire type and a cat, of course he wouldn’t be into this! “Ha, no problem. You sure you don’t mind hanging around if I jump in quick? And maybe drown my stupid self,” but you kept the last part to yourself as you tried to play off your blunder.
“No, no, go ahead! I’ll be fine,” he encouraged you before starting to stroll around the shore.
Well, you’d already made a fool of yourself, so no reason not to skinny dip as intended. When Derrick watched you discarding your pants though, despite him having inevitably seen you naked before (being your roommate(, you felt more nude then you’d ever been.
One slightly chilly system shock later though and you’d begun to feel at least a little better. At some point Derrick had apparently finished his walk and was lazily staring up at the sky as you got out of the water. A hint of your embarrassment resurfaced at the prospect of him seeing you, despite the fact he was always naked himself, and you quickly searched for the pile of clothes you’d left behind. When you saw nothing though your heart skipped a beat.
“Uh, Derrick, did you see where my clothes went?” you nervously asked.
“Hmm? Sorry, what was that?” he answered without breaking eye contact with the clouds.
“I said—” but then a smell hit your nose, the faint smell of burnt fabric. No… there was no way, but the more you thought about it the more likely it seemed the Pokémon had taken the liberty of relieving you of your clothes. “Derrick… did you… burn my stuff?”
“Heavens no!” he said promptly sitting up and taking an unashamed eyeful. “As tempting as that would have been, why that would have left you naked!”
“Okay, based off your behavior and tone of voice you one-hundred percent did it,” you accused him outright.
“I guess you caught me,” he stuck his tongue out. “Though I don’t see what the problem is, there’s no sense in hiding such a nice body after all.”
Your brain all but stopped at that.
“Plus, it’s like, now we’re even,” he cooed as he stood and let his warm bulk brush against you.
Wait, it really possible this was gonna happen despite your blunder.
“And free to do whatever we want,” he purposefully let his hand glide against your shoulder.
Scratch that, this was no possibility, rather an inevitability.
This time though it would be your chance to surprise Derrick when you turned to him, threw your arms around him, and kissed him. The look on his face was priceless before being replaced by something even more precious as he returned the embrace. For a while the two of you simply held each other as you kissed, Derrick’s faint purrs peripherally audible, until you felt the feline’s lips begin to depart from your own. When you opened your eyes in disappointment though you saw the reason had been purely logistical as the Torracat was inching taller.
Seeing the apparently involuntary development for himself Derrick bent forward and kissed you once more, though not hardly as long, before Derrick broke it again and breathily asked, “Are you sure you wanna do this?”
Without a moment’s hesitation you jumped onto his impressive physique, leaving him to catch and hold you. “I’ve never been more sure,” you confessed, surprising even yourself a little. After that not a word passed between you, it didn’t need to, as Derrick laid your body against the soft grass. Instinctively your rose your legs up on to his shoulders as, with a final nod of confirmation, his huge member penetrated you.
For a moment all you saw was stars as a dick that was very likely bigger than you had any business taking plunged deeper and deeper into you. A cacophony of yelps, grunts, moans and roars filled the forest when you felt Derrick’s penis begin to expand within you. “Derrick… ah… what are you… unh… doing…” you tried to ask as the feline continually thrust and slapped against your ass. It was immediately apparent no answer was coming as the Torracat’s face was contorted with a visceral pleasure, the likes of nothing could interrupt. Despite the growing pain and concern as Derrick continued expanding within you, now doubled in size, you also felt an unbridled pleasure you could never have predicted as you came closer and closer to a kebab.
The brutal pounding against your prostate had resulted in not one, not two, but three consecutive orgasms, each raining down upon your helpless body, but now it appeared the relentlessly horny beast was due for climax himself. Mercifully Derrick pulled out of you, though consciously or by sheer dumb luck you couldn’t say, moments before beginning an orgasm that could only be described as cataclysmic. An unending torrent of seed spewed from his colossal cock, but most shockingly he was growing far faster than ever before.
His rise was like nothing like you could have ever imagined as he roared wildly, and with every thick jet of seed that fell upon you, him, and everything surrounding you he would at least double in size. His large black balls, despite all the prior release, seemed to be providing a nearly limitless supply rocketing out of his black and orange shaft as he broke through the tree line. Yet still Derrick came, undoubtedly breaking and setting any number of records, growing ever faster. Soon you were lost beneath genitalia so immense they were like massive phallic structure when, with a roar so deafening it likened thunder to a gentle breeze, a final tsunami-like jet erupted forth and the mountains were smothered with Derrick’s mess.
When finally his glorious afterglow halted and he could think clearly Derrick began realizing just what he’d done. Far below the clouds he loomed over a city, no bigger than his pad, was on high alert after such a biblical calamity. Taking care not to cause anymore destruction than was unavoidable he leaned forward and, after a thunderous chuckle, asked the tiny city, “HAVE ANY OF YOU GUYS SEEN MY OWNER?”