Take a shower. Because... reasons. Obvious reasons.

Twitching her tail and feeling the slightly matted fur stick to the dried cum on the sheets, Keira's heads winced in unison, the right one turning back to look on the mess from yesterday evening while the middle one remembered another few details and looked up at the ceiling, grimacing at the giant, half-dried stain.

"Okay, shower first, then we clean up this mess," Keira's left head said as she absentmindedly picked at a patch of fur matted with dried cum. "I don't know about you girls, but I feel filthy."

"No argument there..." said the middle head as Keira got up from the bed. "I just hope we--"

THUNK!

"Owww!" All three heads yelped in pain as Keira bent over and pressed her hands against the crowns of the middle and left ones, three dents in the ceiling left were she had received another reminder of how different her life was now. "Aww, heck!"

"Yep, we're bigger," the left head ground out between gritted teeth. "Like, a lot bigger."

"And where it counts, too!" Even the pain couldn't put a dent in the right heads optimistic outlook. The same couldn't be said about Keira's heads and the ceiling. "C'mon, let's go take that shower."

Being abnormally tall, fittingly wide and generally voluptuous was bothersome, Keira had found out. Her studio apartment wasn't high enough to stand up properly anywhere except on the balcony, and after she'd stepped in the bathtub to shower - it had a detachable showerhead and a shower curtain in front of it - and closed the curtain, she found herself brushing against something no matter where she turned. If it wasn't her shoulders, it was one of her muzzles, if it wasn't her tail, it was her tits, ass and hips bumping into the wall or the shower curtain. Part of the reason was that Keira had to stand hunched because, again, the ceiling was too low for her now.

"That's far from ideal..." groused the left head as Keira tried to solve the problem by simply sitting down in the bathtub, only to find she was too thicc to fit. Her mind insisted on using the double 'c' as she realized. "Of course they didn't have people like us in mind when they built all this."

"Well, duh!" The right head grinned as Keira began running the water over her body, luxuriating in the sensation of the warm liquid washing through her fur, making it cling to her bulging muscles. "We're not exactly normal."

"I know, I actually wasn't being sarcastic." Caressing her front, Keira made sure the - as she now noticed - slightly lighter fur covering her breasts got cleaned thoroughly, the middle head smiling at the sensations as the other two bickered good-naturedly. "But I don't think we can afford a move, even if we could afford a higher place."

"Maybe not," Keira's middle head interjected as she cleaned her nethers. "Should we use shampoo?"

"On our manes, maybe." The left head pouted, throwing a glance at the middle heads mane. "If we shampoo up our entire body, we're gonna need about 15 bottles. Slight hyperbole."

"Eh, I'd say we're clean," Keira's right head shrugged as she turned off the water, brushing her hands over her fur to press out as much water as possible. Even so, the cerberus was still dripping wet. "C'mon, let's towel off and get some breakfast or something."

As it turned out, towelling off was not an option. Keira's biggest towel threw in its figurative twin after one arm, unable to soak up any more water. Holding up the soaking wet, dripping thing, all three of Keira's heads frowned at it with shared annoyance before going to wring it out over the bathtub with her entire, considerable strength. It started well, water splashing into the tub - and then the towel ripped in two, twisted apart by Keira's powerful arms.

"Fu--"

"Heck."

"Right, sorry. Now what?" Keira was still soaked, and towels didn't cut it. But the right head had an idea: "Why don't we do that thing dogs do? The full body shaking thing."

"That's--Actually not that stupid," the left head said thoughtfully, turning to look at Keira's other heads. "I mean, there is a drain, and tiles up to the ceiling..."

"The one feature of this apartment that works in our favor," chuckled the middle head as Keira hung the ruined towel over the edge of the bathtub before squatting down on all fours in the middle of the bathroom. "Alright, everyone ready?"

After affirmative noises, Keira began to shake her entire body violently from side to side, manes whipping and water splashing against the walls. But the cerberus also realized one downside of her plan: This manoeuver was not meant to be done with six massive tits. Their weight might have helped with momentum and thus with getting dry, but their wild swinging was feeling far from good.

Still, all three heads grit their teeth for the short while they needed to endure, and soon, Keira was almost perfectly dry and the bathroom was soaked. Although the cerberus muttered and moaned with three nigh-identical voices as she made sure to push the water down the drain with the squeegee she used for cleaning, it was definitely far faster and less work than using up all her towels to get dry.

Cleaned and dried, Keira ate breakfast, which meant squatting down in front of her fridge and wolfing down everything she could get her hands on with all three fanged maws. Big body, big needs. Brushing her teeth took a fair bit longer than three times as long as usual, owing to the fact Keira was much bigger now, but her size finally worked in her favor when she cleaned up the mess she'd made the night before since she was able to reach the massive, dried cumstain on the ceiling without trouble, and her strength made sure that after not even half an hour, only a slightly darkened stain remained, and the sheets were only a matter of washing and drying.

"Okay, that's everything done!," exclaimed the middle head. Hands on her wide hips, Keira's heads smiled at the once again livable state of her apartment, tail wagging lazily after a job well done. "I think we... huh. You know, that pronoun stuff is confusing. Are we I or we or what? I can't wrap my head around that stuff."

"I dunno, what feels right in the moment, I guess," mused the right head as Keira shrugged. "We're seperate but more or less the same person? I mean, I know me and Lefty grew only yesterday, but I'm still Keira, muzzle to mane."

"Call me Lefty again and I'll bite you," growled the left head, though there was also a hint of playfulness in her voice. "I'm Keira, just like you two. Our identity is simply a bit more complicated than other peoples'."

"Yep!" The right head nodded, looking around the room to check if the cerberus had missed anything before putting on a thoughtful expression. "Hey, girls, I've been thinking. Let's go downstairs and talk to the woman from, uh, yesterday. Let her know we're not angry at her and all."

All three heads agreed, and so Keira was at her downstairs neighbor's door ten minutes later, most of that time spent finding a way to squeeze out of her door. The world simply wasn't made for giant, muscular cerberi with giant tits...

"So, ready?" The right head threw the other two a glance, Keira's fist raised to knock on the door.

"Let's get this over with," the middle head replied, and the left head hastily said: "But be careful, don't break the door!"

Keira didn't end up breaking the door, but her knocks definitely made it rattle in the frame. It was thus not surprising that her neighbor opened the door rather hesitantly, only to scream in surprise and fear as Keira grinned at her, not considering the effect the sight of three huge heads baring vicious fangs would have on an unsuspecting, much smaller human. The door slammed closed in the surprised cerberus' face.

"Okay..."

"Understandable, I guess." The right head shrugged, and Keira knocked again, much more careful this time. "Don't be scared! I just wanted to talk about yesterday."

"You know we could just break down the door, right? I really just want to talk to you, girl!"

"Hun, that's probably not going to make her feel any better."

"What? It shows our good intentions, doesn't it?"

"She could also think it's a threat, you kno--" The middle head stopped talking as the door opened again, just a crack, and the pale, scared face of Keira's neighbor peeking out. Keira waved at her and smiled, taking care not to show teeth this time. "Hi there!"

"You... uh, yesterday?"

"Yep! You know, you had a little, ah, episode? We just wanted to say you don't have to worry, we're not mad at you or anything!"

"We? Episode... yesterday? Oh. Oh! You're from upstairs, and..." Somehow, the woman got even paler as her eyes flitted up and down Keira's body. "Then it's my fault. I'm so sorry!"

"What for?" Keira straightened and struck a pose as her middle head spoke, turning to the side and raising one knee to show off all her curves at once, all three heads turning and leaning backwards or forwards so all could keep looking at the neighbor. "I think we turned out pretty well! Oh, and by the way, call me... us Keira!"

"I... I'm Debbie..." Opening the door a bit wider, Debbie still kept her lower body out of sight, but color was returning to her face and she was beginning to look into Keira's face - although she couldn't seem to decide on which one. "And... you're really not mad?"

"None of us is, promise!" Keira's right head smiled. "It's a bit inconvenient at times, but it's worth it. And I'm really glad we got to finally meet you!"

"M-Me too..." Debbie gave a first, wan smile and seemed to come to a decision. "Hey, uhm, do you want to come in on a coffee or something? I'd love to talk about, well, you know..."

"Not being quite the same as before?" Left head nodding understandingly, Keira bent down as Debbie opened the door fully, still keeping her lower body out of view. "Sure, thanks for having me!"

While Keira had wiggled through the door, Debbie had prepared two cups of coffee, and now they were sitting and talking at the dinner table, the cerberus on the floor and still a bit too tall for Debbie's table. The mystery of why Debbie had been so bashful about her lower body had also been solved: The smaller woman's summer dress was tented by her massive, erect cock. The poor girl even had to sit sideways on her chair so the sensitive head didn't constantly press against the table.

"... So it's just permanently hard?" Keira's right head boggled, but somehow still managed to sound sympathetic. As the left head took a sip of coffee, the right one continued. "That must be really har-- uh, tough on you."

"You better be putting that foot only in your mouth," muttered the middle head and helped herself to one of the cookies Debbie had set out.

"I didn't think it would wear on my like that. It never goes soft, I'm constantly aroused, and it can just go off without warning. Or if I stimulate it too much..." Turning dark red, Debbie stared into her coffee, and Keira couldn't help but feel for her, the ears of all three heads drooping sadly. "I can't even sleep properly, I wake up whenever..."

"Oh hun..." While Keira's middle and right heads were staring down at the table, looking for words, the left one was looking at Debbie full of compassion. "That can't be easy on you..."

"I... I try my best to deal," replied Debbie before taking a sip from her coffee and looking off to the side. "I mean, it feels great, at least, even if it's distracting and sometimes rather inappropriate as hell, but I have some air balloons--"

"Balloons? What are they for?" The cerberus' right head asked as she wolfed down another cookie, the left head pinching the top of her muzzle just in front of her eyes.

"Uh, well, there are no condoms big enough for me, so to reduce the mess..." Debbie shrugged, face turning even redder still as she twisted the coffee mug in her hands. "I just had none left yesterday evening, and, well..."

"Hey, we told you - not one of us is angry because of what happened," Keira's middle head said, all of them smiling at Debbie until the flustered, flushed young woman found her own smile. "In fact, all of us rather like it!"

"I, uh, I could hear that yesterday night." As she replied, Debbie swallowed hard, and Keira's left head could see the other woman's massive shaft twitch. "You girls seemed to have fun..."

"Oh, you know it, girl!" The right head of the cerberus gave Debbie a shit-eating grin and a wink as Keira set down her coffee mug. "Seriously, as huge and impractical as this body is, I wouldn't trade it for anything. It's super strong and feels amazing!"

"That, and being this tall actually has its uses," Keira's left head interjected. "I'm never going to have to ask anyone to hand me something I can't reach."

"Yep," The middle head continued as Keira reached for a cookie. "No idea how the world at large is gonna react to me, but seeing as I'm about a dozen feet tall and can probably bench press a bus, I'm not worried."

"Must be nice... I get a lot of stares on the way to the hospital, and comments and stuff..." Looking dejectedly out of the window, Debbie played with the handle of her mug listlessly. "I'm a nurse, that's how I got this thing, but do you think people care? I'm... I'm basically just waiting for someone to do something..."

"Okay, fuck that. You know what?" Six ears flattened angrily against skulls, almost disappearing in Keira's manes as all three heads growled in unison. "You just got yourself a watchdog."

"I... I... what?"

"Look at us!" The middle head said as Keira indicated her size, her muscle, her fangs. "Do you think anyone is gonna dare to do something to you if we're around?"

"If they do, I'm gonna bite them," grinned the right head viciously, showing off her fangs.

"You would... do that for me?" Debbie looked up at the cerberus with big eyes. "But you barely know me..."

"I know you enough to want to help you," Keira's middle head replied as the cerberus leaned over the table, squishing her bare, furry breasts under her. "You're a good bean, Debbie."

"Also, I hate seeing people sad!" The right head nodded and smiled. "You know what? Pet my head."

"Huh?"

"What? Hun, what's that going to help?" While the left head couldn't follow the right one's logic, the middle one's face lit up. "Ooh, I know what you're getting at! Piper!"

"Heck, how could I forget that mutt!" Now the left head grinned as well. "Whenever I felt down, I snuggled up to her, petted her, and it helped me feel better. It's really worth a try, Debbie."

"The fact we're probably gonna enjoy it is just an added bonus," giggled the middle head. "Come on, try it. We just showered, our fur is super soft!"

"Uh, I... if you're... sure?" Debbie was clearly weirded out, but still she let go of her mug and raised her right hand, hesitating a second before pushing her fingers into Keira's middle mane, gently scratching the cerberus' head. "Wow, it is really soft and fluffy."

The middle head didn't reply, her jaw hanging open and her broad tongue lolling out to the side as she panted softly and her eyes closed partway. Getting scritches felt gooood! Tail wagging behind the cerberus huge ass, Keira drooled onto the table; even the heads not getting scritches were not immune, their eyes glazing over, and when Debbie also raised her left to scratch the left head under the chin, Keira's mind turned into happy mush, her right leg beginning to twitch, slowly at first, but faster and faster until it beat a happy little on the hardwood floors.

"Aww, do you like that, Keira? You like that?" The cerberus could only make a happy little sound not quite unlike a bark in reply, stretching her necks and nuzzling against Debbie's hands. "Who's a good puppy, hm? Whoooo's a good puppy~?"

"Mruff!" She'd meant to say 'me', but somehow, neither of Keira's heads managed to make their lolling tongues and slack maws form words. Words didn't matter right now.

All of Keira's powerful muscles were turning to jelly as Debbie kept scratching and petting her heads, never neglecting one of them for long, but thanks to the bleedover sensations from the other two, even the unpetted head was swimming in pure, unthinking bliss. Slowly sinking to her side on the table, Keira panted happily, until suddenly, the room tilted around her, and with a yelp, the cerberus slid off the table and fell to the floor with a thump, utter surprise on all three faces as she looked up at Debbie who was shaking with surpressed laughter.

"Oh, your faces when you fell! You looked so funny!" Giggling, Debbie got up and squatted down next to Keira, gently petting a small visible part of the cerberus' belly between her middle and lower tits. "Did you hurt yourself?"

"Nrrf, wff." Headscritches were nice, but bellypats were straightup unfair. Panting happily, Keira could barely even shake one of her heads to reassure as her tail resumed wagging and her leg kicked the air.

"Ooh, you like that too, Keira? Does the big puppy like her bellyrubs?" Straddling the cerberus' torso under the lowest set of tits, her perpetually erect shaft resting between them as she leaned forwards to pet Keira's muscular stomach with both hands - where it wasn't hidden by fat breasts, of course. "You like it, girl? You liiiike it?"

Panting and yipping, Keira lay nearly completely limp on the floor, only her right leg twitching helplessly; the sensations weren't even sexual, except for when Debbie brushed against the swell of one of the cerberus' breasts. But all in all, it was mainly pure, unadulterated happiness, filling Keira's entire body and making anything except enjoying it impossible. The cerberus even felt Debbie's massive, throbbing cock rub against her belly and breasts through the other woman's dress, but it was just a third source of bellyrubs to Keira.

Bellyrubs that only got better when Debbie began to move her hips more and more, thrusting her thick shaft between the cerberus' lowest heaving orbs, the swollen head brushing against the underboob of the middle ones. Where Keira was panting and yipping happily from three mouths, Debbie was beginning to breathe heavier, sighing moans replacing the puppy-talk as she began fucking the cerberus' tits in earnest, hands still rubbing Keira's belly, but now mainly giving Debbie support for her thrusts.

"Haah... haah..." Debbie was as lost to her lust as Keira was to her own bliss, both enjoying themselves immensely together, just in different ways. "Ngh... ah~!"

Keira drooled onto the hardwood floor, all three tongues lolling out from the corners of her maws, and Debbie was starting to do some drooling herself, a dark stain spreading in the fabric of her dress as she pumped away. Of course, Debbie's rising lust meant that she had less and less attention to spare for the bellyrubs, and so Keira was slowly coming down from her endorphin high, enormous breasts still rising and falling with deep breaths as the cerberus began to realizes what Debbie was doing.

"Oh. Oh! Oh!" Just in time to see the young woman buck her hips jerkily, and then her cock exploded with its well-known **** of a firehose, rope after thick rope of cum blasted right through the fabric of her dress to cover Keira's middle and top cleavage, splashing up to her middle chin. "Nnghaah~!"

Even though the cerberus had just showered, she didn't mind getting her front dirty again. Keira could just take another shower no problem, and seeing Debbie in the throes of bliss without the obvious emotional pain of yesterday evening made the muscular wolf-woman smile. Caressing Debbie's back with her right hand, Keira put her left arm under her heads and looked up to where Debbie was riding out her orgasm - until her eyes snapped open in shock... and then fear as she stared down at the cerberus, eyes flitting from head to head.

"Oh... oh no, I did it again! I just... I didn't want to, I--"

"Relax!" Keira's left head smiled warmly as she rubbed Debbie's back gently. "I know how it is with uncontrollable urges. Remember yesterday?"

"Well, you two had to convince me a little, but yeah," said the middle head, looking up to where her bed would be one floor above them. "It's fine, really."

"I mean, it was our idea that lead to this in the first place," shrugged Keira's right head, tousling Debbie's hair with another smile. "Don't worry about it."

"B-but I got you all dirty again..." Even though Debbie was still looking worried, at least the fear in her eyes was gone. "Even though you just showered..."

"We can always shower again. Whiiich I would like to do before it dries, sooo..." Keira's left head pulled a face while the other two nodded emphatically.

"Yep, I need to get this dress cleaned, myself," Debbie replied as she clambered off of the cerberus' body, shaft still throbbing and tenting her stained dress. "Can we pick this up again later?"

"Hey, anytime! Come see us later, then we can exchange numbers, alright?"

Debbie nodded happily before quickly stepping to her wardrobe off to the side of the studio apartment and picking out a towel, throwing it to the cerberus before making her way to her washing machine in another corner, cock bobbing side to side, while Keira wiped off as much cum as she could before pushing the stained towel into Debbie's washer.

"Thank you, Keira," Debbie smiled as the cerberus walked towards the door, and began to prepare everything to get her clothing cum-free. "I'm really glad I met you."

"Same here, Debs," Keira's right head said as she gave a wave and began to squeeze herself out into the hallway.

She was beginning to get the hang of it now, how much strength she could use without breaking something, where to twist and where to push, and within a few minutes, the cerberus was out and made her way upstairs. Keira was really glad she'd run into Debbie yesterday, she really liked the girl. The cerberus wanted to care for and protect her new friend beyond just being her "watchdog". Something about Debbie was just so lost and alone that Keira couldn't help it even if she wanted.