Source: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/31413224/
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Overcompensation
by toystoat
One of the most important parts of science was learning from your mistakes. Rash knew that he wouldn’t make the same mistakes as he had last time. He had spent an entire weekend with his head attached to the end of his long, serpentine cock. That in and of itself was fine, but it was the loss of his arms that had proved the most troublesome aspect of that particular form. That wasn’t to say it hadn’t been an enjoyable experience, but it had been a little frustrating at times. And a little awkward to explain when he’d finally been able to get some help to change back.
As with any experiment, he had to try again until he perfected what he wanted. In his hand was the same potion as last time, but that wasn’t all he carried. He had returned to the little private room above his laboratory, not wanting to risk making a mess in the lab again. Plus it gave him all the facilities he needed in case he needed to stay behind again. He had the bed – with freshly cleaned sheets – as well as a fully stocked kitchen and the bathroom.
All that was needed now was to finish preparing the potion. The snow leopard placed the glass beaker down on a table and rummaged around in his pocket for a small plastic container. Within it were three small pills. Rash knew that just one would probably be enough, but he didn’t want to take that risk again. He had thought the previous potion would have been just fine. After all. What harm could it do? He took all three pills out and dropped them all into the potion, then stirred it around until they had completely dissolved.
The snow leopard’s tail swished in anticipation as he held up the glass. It looked and smelled the same as the previous potion, but he hoped it would have very different results. He had needed something to counteract the armless effects, so he hoped that adding the multiplication tablets they would cancel each other out. There was no way to know if his theory would be correct or not until he tried it out.
“Note to self, add flavouring next time,” Rash said to himself as he brought the glass beaker up to his muzzle. Though there was the faint scent of blackberries to the potion again, the snow leopard knew that it would taste anything but fruity. He grimaced as he started to swallow it down, having to force himself not to gag and choke it back up again. He pinched his nose in an attempt to diminish the flavour slightly, but nothing really seemed to work. It was foul, but he was able to swallow it all down. He resisted the temptation to wash it all down with a drink of water, unsure if anything else would mess with the reaction that was already starting in his stomach.
This time, Rash was prepared for the pulses of pleasure that rippled through his body. His cock began to swell, and the snow leopard wriggled out of his clothes before he could tear through them. His fingers teased and stroked over the vagina that had formed on the back of his head, once again regretting that it would be gone far too quickly.
Just like last time, he cock slithered around to the back of his head, as though it possessed a mind of its own. His hand wrapped around it as it moved. He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but it felt thicker than last time.
The tip of the cock merged into the back of his head, sealing away that new vagina he had never had the chance to play with. As he dropped down onto his knees, he had the brief thought of working out how to keep that to enjoy, before he was rocked by an intense burst of pleasure spreading through his entire body. He was happy to feel his hands clenching by his side, as they had already been melting away with the last attempt.
For a brief, uncomfortable moment, the snow leopard lost his ability to breathe. He forced himself to remain calm, and after a couple of seconds he was able to take in a deep breath. The action sent a tingle of pleasure all the way down his cock, as it was to his shaft that his head was now attached. His neck was thinning, and he brought up his hands to feel as it completely detached,
leaving just a smooth patch of fur between his shoulders. His head was again attached to the tip of his long, flexible cock. And he still had his arms. Everything was working just as intended.
Testing to make sure he still had control, Rash swayed his head around and curled up his long cock. He nuzzled against his balls, then stroked his hands down the full length of his flexible shaft. A wide grin spread across his muzzle as he nosed into his balls. Already it felt much nicer with his arms. This time he wouldn’t struggle to manipulate everything with only his toes or sensitive mouth to grasp with.
Another wave of heat suddenly spread through Rash’s body. He gasped and dropped down onto all fours, his hands pressed hard against the floor. Something else was happening, though everything should have been complete. There shouldn’t be any more changes. He trembled and grimaced. Had he miscalculated with the compensation with the additional tablets?
It took the snow leopard a few moments to work out just what was happening. Things were stretching. His head and cock certainly felt like they were, but his arms too. His fingers trembled so fast they were practically vibrating before his eyes. Then they began to split.
Rash could barely believe what he was seeing. His hands began to pull themselves apart, stretching out wider and wider. His arms were doing the same. They thickened out until almost twice their normal size before a seam started to run down from his shoulders all the way to his hands. Painlessly, they peeled apart to form four arms. And then the process began again.
With a surprised yelp, Rash leaped back up to his feet, only to stumble backwards again as the full length of his cock rippled with pleasure. Three hands immediately went to stroke it. A few more dropped down by his sides as he closed his eyes as a burst of double-vision threatened to distract him. From the base of his cock all the way up to the tip of his muzzle, it felt like he was being torn in two. It wasn’t a painful situation. If anything it was the opposite. The pleasure was almost debilitating as it forced him to sit back and just ride out the ongoing wave of continual pleasure.
The snow leopard’s thoughts became fragmented for a few moments as his mind felt like it was splitting into several different pieces. They all snapped back together into one coherent thought, but the strange feelings lingered. He kept his eyes closed for a few moments as he tried to take stock of what had just happened. He didn’t want to think too hard about it, but the feeling of the floor and wall pressing against his multiple hands warned him that he had probably gone way too far in his compensation for having no arms at all.
Slowly his eyes opened. Several times. His vision swam as he tried to account for three sets of eyes all looking in slightly different directions. He closed them all again and used his hands to feel what had happened. Coming from his crotch were three different thick, flexible shafts. His hands slowly wandered up the sensitive flesh – two hands to each shaft – until they found the back of his heads. All three cocks had their own head, and he brushed around to find their muzzles.
Once again, Rash opened his eyes, but slowly this time. He blinked a few times as he struggled to get used to so many inputs of information, but as his hands continued to slide over his shafts, he began to lose his worry and concern. It just felt too nice to have to be worried about things like that.
Slowly rubbing his hands up and down the lengths of his shafts, Rash rose to his feet and took stock of his surroundings again. He had arms. More than he had expected. Eight of them in total, four from each shoulder. Between his shoulders was bare, with his head completely displaced to the end of his prehensile cock. But those had then duplicated as well, and he had three of them, complete with a head on the end.
“That’s interesting,” Rash gasped out, using his middle head to speak. His fingers slowly traced around his necks, tickling just behind the ears. It made him twitch and squirm, feeling a little salty pre dribbling from his mouths. “Very interesting.”
Rash started to walk towards his lab, ready to start taking a few notes about the results of his experiment, before he paused. He stopped to think for a moment, as three grins spread across his muzzles. Why should he go and record everything down right away? He might as well stop to experiment for a while first. After all, the first time he had tried this, he hadn’t had the chance to feel what it was like to stroke his flexible cock. He had plenty of time for all the boring paperwork later.
The snow leopard sat down on the edge of his bed. Despite his split perspective, he found it wasn’t too difficult to walk, having already become used to moving around with his head on the end of his prehensile cock.
Using his multitude of arms, the snow leopard was able to scritch and stroke behind his ears. His heads all rolled back into the rubs, his eyes closing as he let out an echoed moan of delight. This was what he had been wanting the first time, and now he had it in triplicate. It was everything he had hoped for, and he used his spare pair of hands to wipe away the pre that was drooling from his lips.
Slowly, Rash started to stroke a little further down his shafts, moving away from the sensitive heads. He didn’t want to cum too quickly and ruin the experience. As his hands moved away from his heads, the snow leopard was able to twist and writhe his long cocks together. They rubbed against each other, and he even managed to kiss and nuzzle against himself a few times, getting a good taste of his pre as it dripped from his lips.
As his hands wandered further back, his heads explored more. They nuzzled and kissed with each other, before he rested his outer pair on his legs. His middle cock flopped back against his belly as he lay back in his bed, so that he could look up and see how his myriad of arms emerged from his shoulders. He liked what he saw. Every single one of his eight arms were identical, with his pale blue fur and dark spots following the same patterns down to his elbows.
The snow leopard teased and licked down his legs, making him curl up his toes as his heads worked their way down to his feet. He trembled and squirmed, all eight of his hands gripping onto the side of his bed. His pre-soaked saliva left beaded trails through his fur as he gently explored his body, using his tongue and muzzle to lick at parts of himself he had never been able to reach. He nuzzled into his paws, teasing his toes with his tongue, before he slowly started to slide his heads back up his legs.
Four hands reached out to grab hold of his middle cock. His fingers danced and teased over the sensitive flesh. There was so much of it to stroke, and Rash was happy to keep up the pleasure for as long as he could hold it. His moans grew a little louder as he stroked, his hands grasping out almost blindly for his other cocks. He could barely keep his eyes open, but somehow he managed to force himself to slow down before he got too close to the edge. He needed to preserve this pleasure for as long as he could.
With a low, gasping moan, Rash pressed his shoulders back into his pillows. Without a head there, he didn’t have to worry about hitting it against anything, and he was able to arch his back up to grind his shoulders into his mattress. His hands turned from his cocks to his chest, just brushing and stroking through his fur as he gave himself a chance to cool down his spiking lust. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back for long. The feeling of his many hands working over his body made him tremble with desire.
Rash lifted his knees up, pushing the pads of his paws down onto the mattress. His two outer cocks rested against his legs, heads resting upon his knees. He took a few deep breaths, which sent small pleasurable spasms down his cocks.
“These are much better,” the snow leopard said quietly, extending out his hands. He stroked over two of his muzzles, eyes closed on them as he watched on from his middle head. He couldn’t believe how much nicer everything felt with hands. And there were so many of them. He reached up with one pair to stroke between his shoulders, feeling where he neck had once been. Another pair groped around the base of his thick cocks, while the remaining four hands started to fondle his sensitive cheeks again.
With a low groan, Rash’s heads slowly started to slide down his legs again, towards the base of his cocks. His tongues lapped at his shafts, teasing down their full length and making them glisten with his pre-saliva. His right head then slipped down a little further, nuzzling over his rump and finding his tailhole, remembering the thought he’d had last time he had found himself in such a situation.
Given the exciting opportunity, Rash didn’t even think before sliding his wet tongue over his tailhole. He groaned in delight as he kissed and nuzzled and licked at his eager and needy hole. His hands pulled and stroked at his other two cocks. Out of instinct, he tried to pull one up to where his head one of been, before letting out a quiet giggle when he only kissed his pillow.
Leaving one head down at his rump to lick and nuzzle, the snow leopard pulled his other two heads together to bring into a firm kiss. All six eyes closed as he took in the moment, strings of salty saliva connecting his mouths as they locked lips. His hands alternated between stroking behind his ears and rubbing over his cheeks and chin.
The nose of his right head pushed right up against his tailhole, stretching the ring of muscle a little, before he was forced to stop. He groaned, then gripped his hands tightly around his cocks as an idea came to his mind.
“What are cocks best for?” he asked himself, three grins coming to his muzzles. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought about doing it last time, but then perhaps he would need his hands to help prepare things. With a great effort, Rash forced himself up to his feet, his legs trembling slightly as he rose up off the bed.
The snow leopard was glad he kept a small stash of supplies in his room, as he didn’t want to stagger down to the lab whilst trying to resist the siren’s call of his cocks. Instead he just rummaged through a small cabinet, his hands trembling and shaking as he tried to find what he sought. He pulled out another small tablet. It was black and shiny, and squished a little between his fingers. He grinned as he held it up to his middle mouth. He popped it in and let it sit on his tongue for a few moments. It tasted slightly like liquorice – a much more pleasant taste than the earlier potion had been. He swallowed it down and shivered as he felt the tablet slide all the way down the length of his cock. His fingers traced over it as it travelled down, before he lost track of the small bulge near the base of his shaft.
It didn’t take long for him to start feeling the effects of the tablet. A wave of warmth spread through his body, only fading away slowly after a few seconds. Nothing appeared to change. No new limbs formed, and his configuration remained exactly the same. But Rash knew it had worked. He hadn’t wanted to change how he looked, but just how his body reacted. He needed to stretch a little more than he was normally able to.
Still standing up, Rash dipped his middle head back down between his legs. His hands stroked over the cocks either side, staying largely just behind his heads. His tongue slid over his balls, bathing
them in his sticky saliva that still smelled strong of pre. He nuzzled against his dangling orbs for a little bit, enjoying how they felt against his nose. His other cocks responded by stiffening slightly, rubbing against each other all along their entwined lengths, and his heads kissing and licking over his muzzles.
The snow leopard slowly lay back down on the bed, keeping his legs spread wide so he could fit one of his cocks between them. He still wasn’t sure if he was used to the split sensory inputs of his three heads, but he did enjoy the close up vision of his balls and tailhole. If it got too much he knew he could always close his other eyes and just stroke those heads with his many hands. For his middle cock, he had other, more interesting plans.
His tongue quickly moved away from his balls to return back to his tailhole. It was already quite slick from his earlier efforts, but he teased his tongue around it again. He groaned softly and pressed his nose firmly against the ring of muscle. Whereas before it had resisted the pressure, this time he stretched easily around his nose and he needed little pressure before he felt himself start to slip inside.
There was no pain as he slowly started to apply a little more pressure. That had been exactly what the final tablet had done for him. It had given his body the ability to stretch more, easily enough to squeeze his entire head and thick prehensile cock into himself. His nose and muzzle pushed in first, tongue extended to tease at the sensitive inner flesh of his rump. His hands clenched and tightened around his other two cocks as pleasure pulsed out from his stretched rear. His heads leaned in close and locked lips again, the snow leopard easily able to taste that he was drooling even more pre already.
“That’s nice...” he managed to pant out between kisses. He closed the eyes on his outer heads for a few moments so he could appreciate the view from his middle. All he could see was his spread asscheeks and his muzzle disappearing into the stretched ring of his tailhole. He let off a little purr that vibrated down his shafts and made him squirm as it teased at his spread rump. And that was from just barely sliding his muzzle in. He closed his middle eyes and took a deep breath with his other heads. Two hands reached down to hold onto his ass, while he pushed as hard as he could with his prehensile cock.
With his ears pinned down, Rash felt his head slowly slide into his tailhole with a wet pop. It felt almost like a massive, wriggling knot. The only difference was that this was at the tip of the cock, not at the base. Once his head was in, the rest of his shaft thinned down slightly, making it easier to slide more in deeper.
To his middle head, everything was tight and dark. He could see or hear nothing with that head, but he could feel everything. Everything squeezed so tight and close around him and he could feel the constant flow of pre dribbling from his mouth to lubricate his way that little bit deeper.
It was hard to thrust with a prehensile cock, as the movement of his hips did little to effect the position of his head at the end of his shaft, but slowly Rash wriggled and pulsed in deeper and deeper. His hands pressed down on his belly, feeling the bulge his head made as it pushed in further, as well as feeling his insides squeeze down a little bit more around his cock and head.
Whimpering in lust and desire, Rash bucked his hips up a few times. With one pair of hands, he kept trying to push more and more of his middle cock into his tailhole, even as he felt the back of his head rubbing against his prostate. He arched his back and cried out with pleasure as he gently started to pulsate that middle cock back and forth, letting it slide and rub over that sensitive organ buried deep in his tailhole. His toes curled up as four of his hands rubbed his other pairs of ears, while his final pair of arms gripped tight onto the sides of his mattress.
His cocks all throbbed with pent up lust. His hands stroked down two of them, as he felt himself gradually building towards release. He knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself for much longer, and he no longer wanted to. He needed to feel that triple bliss of orgasm. One cock had been incredible. Three would be almost overwhelming, he was sure.
His two outer cocks dropped down from his hands to nose and lick between his legs as well. He knew even his enhanced stretchiness wouldn’t be able to cope with two more thick cocks pushed into his tailhole, but that didn’t stop him from trying. Both tongues licked and lapped at his stretched tailhole, teasing the base of his cock as it pushed inside.
With the two cocks looping up around his chest, the snow leopard was still able to get his hands around the thick shafts. He stroked and rubbed fiercely, his whimpering moans only drowned out because his tongues were so busy.
His middle head, buried deep inside his tailhole, wriggled around a little. He tried shaking his head, but it felt almost pinned in place. He could barely move it. Even opening his mouth to push out his tongue a little deeper was difficult, but he kept rubbing over his prostate as best he could. The thick length of his shaft kept pushing him that little bit deeper, swelling out his belly more and more. His hands pressed down and kneaded that bulge, which in turn rubbed against his head and fuelled his ever growing cycle of lust.
The familiar wave of orgasm started deep within his balls. All his eyes were closed as he felt it building slowly. Heat spread through his body, originating at the base of his cocks and rippling outwards until it reached his fingertips. There was no way he could stop it, even if he tried. Instead he just focused on stroking his cocks, adding ever more to that incredible feeling.
The taste in his mouths altered slightly. The pre became a little thicker and saltier, which he struggled to keep swallowing down. He quickly gave up and just let it spill from his lips. It wouldn’t be long before even more fluid poured from his mouths.
Slowly, the burning lust rose higher and higher up his cocks. His balls ached with the need to release, and the long bodies of his cocks squirmed against each other, with his middle one giving a couple of final pushes to go as deep as it could managed, only a few inches left exposed between his crotch and over his balls, before plunging into that stretched tailhole. His side cocks gave himself was last, quick kiss, before his whole body started to convulse in pleasure.
The snow leopard arched his back and lifted his crotch into the air as his hands scrabbled for grip on something – whether it be mattress, chest, or cock. He rubbed and stroked whatever he could reach as he reached that edge and delightfully plunged right off the other side. His throats constricted and tightened for a moment, and then the flood began.
He could feel it starting deep. The base of his cocks felt a little swollen, and his lowest set of hands just about had time to press down on his crotch to feel the well of cum as it began to burst free. It quickly rose through his cocks, forcing them to bulge out in his hands and even stretching his tailhole that little bit wider too.
Cum poured into his mouths, and he had no chance to withhold it. His lips were forced open, and triple torrents of cum flooded out in several powerful bursts. Two sets fountained up into the air, before splattering down on his chest and painting his fur in semen. The third poured right into his guts, filling him and bulging his belly out with each new spurt. It coated his head, buried deep inside himself. His fur was soaked in it, but it was prevented from pouring back down to his tailhole by the thickness of his head, acting as a deep plug like a knotted cock would usually do.
Each spurt of cum made Rash want to cry out in bliss, but his throats were too full of his seed to make any sound but a whimpering gurgle. It felt so good, and his hands didn’t stop rubbing for
several seconds after the last powerful burst of cum. A little more kept dribbling up and down onto his chins, but finally it was over. A twin pair of grins were visible on his exposed cocks as they wearily flopped down onto his wet, swollen belly. His third cock remained buried deep inside him, and he didn’t have the energy to start pulling himself free. Instead he just lazily stroked over his heads, his many hands able to tease and pamper his exhausted body without too much effort.
The snow leopard trembled and closed his eyes as he rested his headless shoulders back onto his pillow. He still didn’t quite have the right formula to get the body he had been going for, but he couldn’t look over himself and say any of this had been a negative result. If anything, the unexpected changes had added to the experience.
Still with his lazy smirks plastered across his faces, the snow leopard closed his eyes for a little bit, giving himself the chance to recover slightly. His hands tugged on his middle cock, slowly pulling it out. His head resisted the movement at first, but with a few wiggles and squirms he was eventually able to pull it free, thankful that his fur was slickened by so much cum covering it.
With all three heads free, the snow leopard grinned at his cum-soaked self. Soon he would shower and clean himself off, but for the moment at least, he could allow himself a brief time to revel in the pleasure he had experienced. Now that he knew he would be able to keep his arms – and indeed gain many more of them – he knew that he would be revisiting this form many more times to come.
“Another great success,” he said to himself, his two outer heads starting to lap clean his middle one.
He was sure it would not be the last time his fur would be getting dirty before he reverted back to normal.