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Previously on Centaurus: The band escaped from town and fled into the forest. Fey comes across a dogkin girl who is suffering from an unusually strong heat, she along with her lamia friend solve the dogkin's heat problem. Meanwhile, Vivi has smuggled a secret slimy passenger within herself.

? Chapter 15:

Rina was a very large person, or rather very large lamia, nearly seven and a half foot tall when standing at her fullest. Like her sister, she had long glossy pink hair that spilled from her scalp in elegant waves to waterfall down her back. Her irises were a luminous aquamarine ringed in pink and her slightly pointed ears were pierced with hoop earrings.

The skin of her upper body transitioned from her abdomen to her snake tail in a scatter of scales shaped vaguely like a V around her hips. The pink scales gradiented from a hot lush pink on the back side of her tail to a pale almost cream colour on the front side in a two-tone style. Her chest was covered by a white blouse that struggled to contain her size, the cloth stretched over her huge assets in the most alluring way, her thumb sized and currently very stiff nipples creating long curving valleys and peaks in the fabric. The state of her nipples was caused not in small part by the equally large centaur who had her lips clamped firmly to her own, the two girls tongues doing things that Rina would only have expected of her sister. This... was not how she had expected her day to go when she woken up that morning.

Rina pulled away, a string of saliva connecting their lips momentarily. She wiped at her mouth as she snatched a glance at Fey and tried to asses. She was acutely aware of how their enormous breasts pressed up against each other, she could feel her hard nipples scraping against her softness through the fabric of her clothing. Below Fey's barrel her coils were wrapped around the six-foot wide tummy of the labrador dogkin, Zal. It was an unprecedented situation, to say the least.

The heavy passionate kiss had set her off-kilter but now it was over she was rapidly coming back to reality and with it the harsh realisation of just how wrong it was to be wrapped around the filled body of her friend.

"Oh gods! Oh gods! What have I done! Zal! Zal! Please be okay!"

A hand touched at her shoulder, Fey's hand.

"Calm down, everything is fine, I promise. My, uhm, magic, made her body stretchy and elastic. She's unharmed, and more importantly, she should be relieved of her heat, at least for a time."

"She's right, your friend is just fine, she isn't the first to be, ahem, filled by Fey and she won't be the last, no doubt."

Rina blinked and turned to see the most spectacularly gorgeous elf she had ever seen step from the woodline, every motion of her body like she was modelling fine clothing for an empress. She honestly wondered if she was in the presence of someone famous.

Behind her, much much less elegantly, came a white-furred vulpine. She stumbled from the leafery with a hugely pregnant belly being held up in her paws that jiggled and sloshed as though filled with heavy fluid. The vulpine managed to regain her balance and straightened up, following in the elf's wake, trying to look as casual as having a belly pregnant with what looked like octuplets would allow.

Rina thought she saw the surface of the fox girl's belly shift as though things were pressing out against the surface from inside, but that must have been her imagination.

"Uhm, who are you?" said Rina. After a moment it occurred to her that she had just been walked in on by two strangers who could quite clearly see that she had been using her friend as a cock sleeve to masturbate another stranger. Blood rushed to her cheeks, flushing her body uncomfortable warmth as her gut fell with embarrassment.

"Ellaria, captain of Magic Mog, adventuring band, Silver Rank adventuring band," said Ellaria, unable to resist slipping in their newly acquired rank. Pride quite clearly filled her voice.

Vivi blinked. "We- We are?"

Ellaria deflated slightly, it wasn't as impressive if even the people in the actual band didn't know they were now silver.

"Yes, completing that last job with the goblins put us over the top and ranked us up to silver." She reached into her dimensional bag as she spoke and pulled out the silver plate, flashing it at the fox girl who's eyes went round.

Vivi dropped her belly, which bounced and wobbled as it hung from her abdomen, and reached out for the plate. Ellaria reverently handed it to her, pleased that at bloody last she would get to show off their accomplishment to at least one appreciative person.

The fox girl cooed as she examined her reflection in the metal, tilting it side to side and examining the shiny symbol of their abilities as an adventuring band.

Ellaria turned back to Fey and Zal and Rina. Fey gave her a happy smile, clearly pleased that Ellaria was pleased. Ellaria found herself returning the centaur's smile, flashing her perfect teeth in a powerful beam of attractiveness, this of course hit Fey like a brick to the face and she nearly lost her balance. Below her the dogkin let out a soft mewl as Fey's shaft stirred up her insides, throbbing harder than even before she had ejaculated in her.

Rina glanced between the pair in confusion. "Adventurers? Wait, why are you even here?"

"We were simply passing by and stumbled upon your camp, nothing more than that. Seems that was quite a lucky turn of events for your friend here judging by her unfortunately intense heat."

Despite herself Rina had to admit that was true, Zal had not been doing well and, well, she was now filled with a lake of piping hot cum, which judging by her lack of cries of distress at the very least seemed to be suppressing the dogkin's heat. There were no complaints so far anyway.

Ellaria glanced around the camp, noting how small it was.

"Are you two alone out here?"

Rina hesitated before answering. "No. We separated from the others because Zal's heat was embarrassing for her, she didn't want to be seen..." The lamia was reminded that she was still partially entwined with the naked dogkin, her tail wrapped around her inflated body which was still sleeved on the centaur's dick. Her blush deepened.

"Hmm, interesting. Let me guess, part of a trading caravan?"

The lamia nodded. "Yes, I run an inter-city caravan, me and Zal run it together."

"Oh? Is this coincidence a blessing from the gods? If I may, I have a suggestion. My band are as you have seen a silver rank band, and as you can imagine we are quite skilled. I would be willing to offer our services as caravan guards at a very reasonable fee, along with food and board of course. I believe this would be a mutually beneficial arrangement, there are very few guards who approach the level of silver rank adventurers, we would be able to provide a level of protection that would see you thoroughly assured of your safety."

Rina tried to pay attention to the elf's pitch, she really did, but as the elf spoke she was distracted by the vulpine behind her. The fox girl was rubbing her paw pads over the silver plate in fascination, exploring its detailed engravings. That was fine, but then the fox girl flinched and Rina's eyes were drawn down to her shorts. As she watched the hem of her shorts twitched, and then curiously, hesitantly, a glossy white rounded tip poked from beneath the cloth. She blinked. What the hell was that?

The semi-transparent thing slid down further, wiggling as it did so, until the lamia realised she was looking at a slick looking tentacle. A droplet of something clear fell from it to the grass below and the fox girl shivered. The tentacle didn't stop flowing and pouring from beneath the hem of the shorts until it turned in a hook and waved up into the air. The fox girl was struggling, clearly set on edge by what was coming from her shorts, her mouth opening and closing in breathy gasps. The tentacle wasn't bothered by this at all, simply swaying with the girl's hips as she shifted.

The tentacle seemed to have discovered something that interested it, judging by how its tip tracked the metal plate in the fox girl's paws. The tip suddenly lunged forward and grabbed at the plate, wrapping its tip around the metal and firmly grasping it. The fox girl's eyes went round and she tried to yank the plate from the tentacle but to no avail, the tentacle appeared to be immensely strong and it tugged back against her paws, tensing up its length. This appeared to have quite an effect on the vulpine as her thighs clenched and her eyelids fluttered. The tentacle took its chance and it knocked aside her paws before swooping back down to her shorts, slipping back beneath the hem with plate held in tentacle.

The fox girl desperately grabbed for the plate, genuine fear in her eyes. Unfortunately she was just a little too slow and the tentacle disappeared inside her shorts, bulging out the cloth with the plate as it was dragged toward her crotch and then inward. The fox girl's mouth fell open to let out a scream but before she could voice it her paws slapped over her muzzle, cutting off her voice with a muffled whimper. Her eyes rolled up as the cloth around her pussy bulged and shifted as the plate was arranged and moved until with a jerk the cloth bulge seemed to sink down as though the plate was being dragged up inside somewhere.

Little breathy mewling sounds came from around the fox girl's paws as her hips rocked violently side to side in desperate squirmy wiggling motions.

The elf finally took notice of where Rina was looking and turned to see Vivi. Vivi whipped her paws to her side and stood up straight, trying to plaster the most innocent look that she could manage on her face. Ellaria narrowed her eyes at the sweating vulpine, who was avoiding looking the elf in the eyes.

After a moment she turned back to the lamia. "Hmm. Anyway, what do you think, miss, ah, Rina?"

"...uh, yes?"

"Excellent. I'm sure our work will be agreeable."

Rina blinked at the elf, having trouble getting past what the fox girl had done with the adventurer's plate.

"...I- I suppose I do owe the centaur-"

"Fey."

"I suppose I do owe Fey for helping Zal when she was in need. Uh, I can get off her now huh."

The still slightly distracted lamia began shifting and moving her tail, uncoiling it from around the soft giving mass that was the tummy of the dogkin. She slipped from around the dogkin's body, her scales shifting against Zal's bare skin eliciting a soft whimper. She managed to carefully unwind herself and her tail pulled from beneath, fully revealing Zal laying atop her own belly, her cunt still firmly clamped around Fey's dick.

Zal was a five foot three labrador dogkin, her long golden blonde hair set in wavy spirals, topped by a pair of cute floppy labrador ears which matched her hair in colour. Her body was on the thick and curvy side, her broad hips flaring out below her heavyset chest which was currently being pushed up by her enormous belly. A little above her rotund rear poked a big fluffy golden tail that waved back and worth happily, the floof along its length swaying with the motion. Contrasting with her golden locks her irises were a baby blue framed by golden eyelashes and eyebrows.

"Y-you c-can stay, uhm, if you l-like," murmured Zal softly, glancing up at Fey.

Fey bit her lip. "Sorry but I need to pull out, maybe next time?"

The dogkin let out a little soft whimper of neediness in reply.

Fey set her hooves and backed up, turning and sliding her hips with the motion. With a long wet SCHLUUURPP her length was eased from the dogkin's pussy which desperately held on to her trying to prevent her from leaving but could not resist Fey's overwhelming strength. The cock head ripped free with a wet schlucking queef, her gaped cunt twitching at the air as thin squirts of white repeatedly spurted from within as her womb entrance desperately held back the huge lake of cum inside of her. The dogkin gasped, her eyelids fluttering as her fingers grasped at her soft and giving belly.

Fey's cock swung side to side, a few last spurts of cum that had been trapped in the length writing long white lines of white over the smooth curve of Zal's belly.

Rina stared at what had been done to her friend, she looked like a heavily pregnant woman except with a pregnancy ten times larger than normal. She would have been worried about her friend's discomfort except for the fact that the dogkin's fluffy golden tail was furiously and happily wagging back and forth.

"Bloody hell Fey, you meet a new person and five minutes later you've turned them into a drooling cum dumpster."

Rina turned hearing a new voice, then looked up noticing a shadow on the ground. At first she wasn't quite sure what she was looking at, then she realised the huge sphere that was floating down from the treetops was a larger version of what had been done to Zal. Her eyes widened in shock, and then further widened as she realised another cum filled person was riding the first person.

"...What the f-"

"This is our resident psychokinetic, she can lift heavy objects on command. Quite useful to a caravaneer I suspect."

Rina was starting to wonder if this was some sort of dream or that perhaps she was simply hallucinating.

"It's rude to stare, you know, just because I'm really big and awesome and great doesn't mean I'm your designating eyeball rest stop," said Flora.

"S-sorry," said the lamia, "It's just... I'm a little overwhelmed."

"Quite standard, don't worry you'll get used to it soon enough. Flora here will be the one to move Fey's, ah, patient."

Rina vaguely nodded in agreement, at a loss about what else to do. She watched with a sense of detachment as Zal suddenly floated up into the air, the gnome floating above letting out a grunt of effort as she lifted her fists skyward at the same time.

"Uhm... I guess I can give you a place to sleep with our caravan's camp?" said Rina.

"Yes, that would be most helpful."

The lamia turned from the small camp and slithered into the treeline on the opposite side from whence the crazy adventurers had arrived. She wandered through the forest, the band following in her wake until she arrived at the larger clearing of their main encampment.

The camp consisted of several clusters of tents around a set of large wooden caravans. Describing them as just caravans however was an understatement. Some of the larger ones had eight wheels and their heavy oaken walls were marked with arrow slits and their tops crested with crenelations, more mobile forts than simple transportation. One of the larger caravans even had a wooden tower. A woman stood atop the tower armed with a crossbow keeping a careful eye out. As Fey came closer she realised that the woman was some kind of harpy. She had short bobbed black hair and dark skin, her lithe body toned with muscular definition, a six-pack visible beneath her cropped top. The part that made her obviously a harpy was her 'arms', which instead of being human-esque arms, were a pair of large green feathered wings, bright green like a parrot's. A pair of long pointed ears poked from the sides of her head, the edges of the ears trimmed with small green feathers, a match for her wings.

In front of each caravan were columns of huge chubby flightless birds, like ostriches but bigger, each more than large enough to be ridden. The birds had green feathers which were a match for the harpy atop the tower, their beaks parrot-like in appearance, clearly evolved for cracking nuts. They mostly appeared to be asleep with heads tucked beneath wings, snoozing peacefully.

The defenses made sense, of course, inter-city caravans had to be secure, travelling through monster infested wildlands could often be the end of an unprepared caravan if some particularly dangerous monster or monsters stumbled upon them, and with the noise a caravan generated that happened more often than was comfortable to think about. People without Classes or combat experience almost always favoured the defendable inter-city caravans as a way to get about when travelling further away from the safety of towns or cities.

They drew some attention as they emerged into the clearing. The sun had fully set by this point and it appeared that many of the people in the camp had already turned in for the night. Those left on watch were surprised by the arrival of Fey, Vivi, and Ellaria, and then jumped to their feet in alarm as the orb that was Flora pushed from between the trees, leaves and branches stroking across the expanse of her tummy as she freed herself.

The harpy on the tower jerked her wings and aimed the crossbow. Fey realised the weapon was attached to the parapet of the tower on a swivel, which made sense as her wings seemed hopelessly useless for using such a thing, in fact she looked like she would have difficulty using it even conveniently attached as it was.

Rina held up a hand in placation.

"Don't worry, they're guests."

"Why is that one a giant floating sphere?! Did she swallow a lake?- wait, Z-Zal? Is that you?!" The harpy flapped her wings and jumped from the tower as Zal gently floated from the woods under the power of Flora's magic. The bird girl came down on the grass with a thud, using a few flaps of her wings to balance herself. Away from the tower her bird-like lower legs were revealed. Her smooth warmly coloured skin blending to glossy black scaled bird skin part way down her thighs, her bird like feet capped with small bird claws.

The harpy marched toward Zal who was drifting through the air, her tail wagging, a few splats of cum still dripping from her and falling to the grass below. The harpy looked up at her wide eyed.

"Ohhh Boze! It feels so good in me, I'm all warm and full, I've never felt like this before!" said Zal dreamily.

The dogkin's tail wagged happily above her spherical drooping belly.

"Zal... what's been done to you? Why are you so- so-"

"It's cum! I'm full of cum Boze! And it's amazing!" said Zal with a blissfully satisfied smile.

The harpy just stood and stared at her.

"Erm, it's okay Boze she's fine, I think."

"She's huge!" said the harpy turning on Rina, her wings spreading as though to emphasise her words.

The lamia looked away from the small lithe harpy, the fact that she had been part of what had caused the dogkin's current state was tugging at her guilt.

The dogkin suddenly let out a moan as the invisible force holding her in the air seemed to falter. Flora let out a panting gasp and the dogkin abruptly fell the few feet to earth from where she floated, a spurt of white flew from her rear as her belly squished down under gravity cause the dogkin to lift her head and coo, her limbs waving and stroking across her throne of a body.

"G-gods I'm losing it!" cried out Flora as Lily crashed down to earth beside Zal with a gasp. Then Flora's own body began to waver in the air and despite the gnome profusely sweating and desperately raising her shaking fists into the air her body sank down to the earth and came to rest on the grass.

Boze looked between the three cum filled girls, each lying atop their own bodies, hopelessly trapped by their massive cummy fillings.

"What the hell is going on!" said the harpy turning on Rina.

"I've hired some new guards for the caravan," said Rina, then she lowered her voice for Boze's ears only, "They can fix Zal's heat, it's gotten really really bad."

The harpy stared at her, trying to read her. After a moment she let her shoulders slump. She really wasn't sure how to deal with this.

"It's fine Boze, I think, they'll just be normal regular guards, probably... maybe."

Ellaria stepped forward. "Of course we will, adventuring bands hire on as inter-city caravan guards all the time."

The harpy gave the elf a glance then a second glance and a blink of surprise as she noticed just how absurdly attractive Ellaria was.

"Listen Boze, we'll deal with this in the morning, it's best we turn in for the night as it's getting late. I'll see to our guest- uh guards."

The harpy who seemed a little unsure still simply nodded and Rina bustled past leading Magic Mog with her, or at least those who could still move under their own power. She quickly found them some very nice and spacious tents to rest in, even an especially long one designed for centaurs just for Fey. Then she returned to Zal, the dogkin was sleepily resting her head atop her own breasts which were pushed up in her face by her expansive belly. The dogkin murmured happily as Rina approached, her tail wagging faintly. Rina sighed and put the blanket she had fetched atop the dogkin. She glanced to the side seeing Lily and Flora who were each trapped in place themselves. Flora for her part looked positively exhausted and rivulets of sweat were rolling down her body and across the vastness of her belly, her face pale and drawn with the strain of over exerting her mana pool.

The lamia hesitated then threw a blanket over the gnome too and then the otterkin. The gnome for her part barely noticed her she was so out of it.

Rina let out a sigh and then she did as the others and turned in for the night.

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Kayla awoke to the sound of cawing and the musical sound of birds singing. She blinked sleepy crust from her eyes in confusion. That bird song sounded awfully... loud.

Fumbling, she pulled clumsily at the duvet her small body was wrapped in, pulling it from her chest and over her legs as she sat up, rearranging her fat otter tail to be behind her as she gracelessly wiped at her face. Gods what the hell happened yesterday? She and her sister had woken up that morning in a tree having spent the night in lightless terror, the sound of snuffling growling wolves pacing around the trunk all night long.

It had been a miserable and cold experience spent clutching up against hard unyielding bark knowing that just a few feet below them lay a horrible death beneath large canine teeth. The otterkin girls had barely made it with their sanity intact, whispering to each other promises that everything would be okay in the end was all that had kept them going.

Kayla herself had lost all hope several times, she knew Lily had twisted her ankle and they were defenceless and alone and small and helpless, they had nothing, nothing to save them. Regret and guilt had nearly torn her apart, it was her fault they were out there, she was the more responsible one, she should have known how impossible it was to journey without escort deom someone strong, or even someone who had the first clue about navigating the woods and avoiding monsters.

Kayla bit her lip and clutched at the feather-filled duvet. It was soft and warm and incredibly comfortable, hard to believe that just yesterday everything had been so bleak. And now, now she was a brand new apprentice to a successful and strong adventuring band, a band filled with incredibly powerful people who could field magics and strengths and abilities beyond anything she had known before.

She felt intimidated and nervous just thinking about it. Flora alone was a force of nature who could crush any person she had ever met in her entire life, perhaps even all of them at once. Then there was Fey the centaur, who seemed impossibly strong, strong enough to lift her cum filled sister purely under her own steam, and on top of that she was a healer, a healer who could take away all of the wounds that she and her sister had suffered in an instant. It really was incredible, not even to mention what she could do to a woman, turning her into a moaning sloppy cum tank for her seed, so filled and satisfied it was hard to comprehend.

The obnoxiously loud birdsong continued and the otterkin's curiosity overcame her desire to remain beneath her warm covers. She pulled them aside and slipped from her tiny cot. The tent she had been given was sized for her, an advantage of being with an inter-city caravan she supposed, which hauled a wide selection of stock that they were given the pick of.

She pulled on a blouse and shorts and flipped aside the tent flap and stepped into the warm morning light. She stretched her arms and yawned, her eyes scanning the camp as she did so. The cause of the birdsong became obvious, the green feathered caravan pulling birds were awake and making a raucous noise as Boze the harpy tended to them. Her wings clumsily filling their feed bags with fresh seed and nuts which the large orange and yellow parrot like beaks of the birds dipped into, gorging themselves. The ones who hadn't been fed yet made annoyed noises or sung and trilled at the air, their talons scraping up the dirt beneath where they were harnessed. Kayla noted that the male birds had blue feather frill on their heads. As she watched one of them butted their head against Boze and because Boze only had the blunt 'wrist' of her wings to awkwardly hold the feed bag she didn't have enough of a hold on it and it abruptly slipped from her grip. The bag flopped on the ground and seeds and nuts poured out everywhere. Boze began swearing up a storm as dozens of birds rushed her, pushing and shoving as they fought to get at the feed.

"Those wings look useless, I wonder how she does anything?" said a soft voice beside Kayla.

She turned to see Vivi. The snow white fox girl was on all fours, her belly partly holding her up. In front of her on the ground was a spread out white t-shirt. The vulpine had a brush in her paw the tip of which was black and wet with some kind of ink, beside her an inkpot. Kayla furrowed her brow trying to understand what the fox girl was doing. She was writing something on the cloth although she couldn't quite read it from this angle.

"Hmmph. She should get a Class like mine, obviously. Imagine being reliant on hands, how dreary," said a voice.

Beside Vivi floated Flora, the one who had spoken. Kayla's brow rose as she saw the state of the gnome. Huge black bags were under her eyes and she looked positively exhausted, her face pale and drawn as though she hadn't slept in days. More importantly, was that her belly was no longer over eight-foot across. She had drained herself down until what was hanging below her was just a measly four foot wide, still massive on the diminutive gnome but far from what she had been. As she watched the gnome actively struggled to keep herself aloft, her belly sinking down to press against the grass for a second before, with a monumental effort, the gnome lifted herself a few inches higher. It was obvious why the gnome had drained herself, she was no longer capable of lifting her previous size and had been forced to make herself lighter.

"She's suffering mana backlash from abusing her limits," said Vivi, her brush holding paw continuing to confidently and deftly move across the cloth in front of her. "She overdid it and now she's feeling the consequences. She'll be completely useless for at least a day."

"I'm- I'm not useless! I can do anything! I can do whatever I want!" exclaimed Flora. The fact that she sank back down to earth and her body broke out with beads of sweat as she spoke belied her words.

Flora held out for a second more then sighed and slumped over her stomach, giving up on lifting herself. Kayla wondered what had happened to the cum she had been filled with, she imagined some part of the local forest was currently covered in a layer of steaming white stuff.

"Ah! I'm done!" said Vivi suddenly lurching backwards and climbing to her feet, her sagging belly reluctantly coming up with her. The fox girl was wearing shorts but nothing else, her breasts resting on her tummy. Kayla supposed the cotton t-shirt was intended to change that.

The fox girl lifted her arms up and slipped the shirt down over her head, shaking her muzzle to get it through the neck hole. She tugged and pulled down the hem of the close fitting shirt, pulling it down over her breasts and then over her stomach where it was stretched wide, unable to properly fit. Vivi managed to get it about half way down her abdomen in all, the cotton stretching to its limit to contain her size. She looked down at the shirt and smiled, flashing her canines, clearly pleased.

Kayla looked at the t-shirt. It read "I'm not pregnant, I'm just full of cum!" The lettering was done immaculately, as though it had been printed. Kayla was impressed with how steady and accurate the fox girl's paw was, the design looked good, despite the absurd statement.

Her gaze wandered downward as something caught her eye and she saw the cloth of the fox girl's shorts bulge and shift as though something was shifting and moving below the surface. A flash of white slipped out before disappearing back below the hem.

What... was that?

Before she could verbalise her question however Fey trotted up beside Flora.

"I told you I would keep my promise!" said the centaur, she almost looked a little smug, which was unusual to see on the centaur.

Flora blinked and turned her head to look at Fey.

"What are you on about? What promise?"

"I said that I would cum in you so much that you couldn't move under your own power if you carried Lily to safety, and, well," Fey gestured broadly at Flora who was fully resting on the ground at this point having given up lifting herself.

Flora's mouth fell open in outrage. "What! No! It doesn't count retroactively!"

"Well can you lift or move yourself?"

Flora gave her an offended look but then set her jaw and clenched her fists. She rose both hands into the air furrowing her brow and she started to lift ever so slightly as she closed her eyes in concentration. Sweat poured down the gnome but she could lift herself no more than that, not even enough to lift her belly free from the grass.

As she strained and stressed and groaned a pair of small damp patches appeared on the white cloth of her blouse over her breasts. Kayla watched wide eyed as the patches quickly spread and then ran down, darkening the cloth. After a moment of spreading the fluid began to sputter and sprinkle through the fabric, spritzing into the air a white substance, milk. The gnome was openly lactating and not by a small amount. More and more milk spurted from her breasts, which strained against the fabric with their size, judging by how hard they pressed and pulled at the cloth the gnome's breasts were engorged and full, turgid and heavy with milk. Lines of white ran down her belly in continuous rivulets. She let out a soft gasp of exertion and milk sprayed from her breasts in a small gush, this in turn forced an unconscious moan of pleasure from her lips.

Fey's hand came down and grasped one of Flora's uplifted wrists. Flora opened her eyes and blinked, staring at the large hand wrapped around her and then down to the damp milky mess she had made of her front.

"Wh-what?"

"You're lactating Flora, like a broodmother. Like my broodmare, my mate to breed. You're mine, all of you, every single little part of your body belongs to me, all of it, to fill and fill and breed and breed with more and more and more."

"Wha-what?" repeated Flora, her voice now higher in pitch. She was almost fearful as she looked at the hand holding her in an iron immovable grip.

Fey blinked and seemed to come back to herself. She snatched her hand from Flora's wrist as though she had been burned by a hot iron. The pair stared at each other wide eyed, suddenly awkwardly conscious of their relationship.

Flora swallowed, her mouth almost painfully dry. She glanced at Fey's back end, her throbbing vascular erection bobbed there, eager and hungry to be sleeved in a tight wet pussy.

What Fey had said, it was very out of character, but then hadn't she said similarly possessive things recently, with the goblins for instance? Flora wasn't sure what to make of it and her thoughts were made all the more scrambled by hormonal instincts screaming in the background of her mind, telling her that this is what all animals were born for, their primary directive in life: To mate and reproduce. She had found something that fulfilled that deep deep animal desire more than anything else in history, a sense of fulfillment unlike anything else was hers for the taking. What Fey had said, about being hers, belonging to the centaur, her permanent sloppy cocksleeve, her breeding post used to empty the centaur's turgid balls over and over. Flora realised with a little buzz of pleasure that sounded fucking amazing to her, which was a shock as she was the one who was supposed to be on top, the one in control, the dominant one. But then the centaur, the centaur was different, her lower part was more than any male she had ever come across, a dominating overpowering masculinity that made Flora's feminine side weak at the knees and eager to spread her legs for the centaur as her thighs trembled in anticipation.

"S-still counts as fulfilling my promise!" Fey managed to get out, feeling a little uncomfortable under the gnome's ravenous analytical gaze.

Flora blinked. "Huh? Wait no! That doesn't count! You can't do this to me! Not after what you just said!"

"F-forget that happened! It was a mistake!" said Fey, backing away from the gnome.

"NUUUUU!" said the gnome as she shook herself atop her belly sending ripples across her skin. Her hands reached out for the centaur. "P-please! Please Fey!"

Fey was disturbed, seeing the normally rude and self-serving gnome openly beg for her was... it felt wrong. She backed away further and further until she disappeared around the side of a caravan. Then she turned and ran away.

"You're lactating like a cow Flo, do you want me to fetch a bucket and start milking you?" said Vivi as she fondly rubbed a paw over the tshirt tightly stretched across her stomach.

"No you dimwit! I'm not pregnant! I'm not!" snarled Flora turning on the fox girl.

Vivi grinned foxishly, "I never said anything about you being preggers, that just then was all you."

Flora let out a groan of frustration and buried her face in her milky breasts which let out another sputtering spurt of white that sprinkled across the grass as the weight of her head came down on them.

Vivi snorted out a laugh and turned to Kayla. "You know she's going to be completely useless for the rest of the day and maybe some of tomorrow right?"

"Uhm, yes?" said Kayla not sure what the vulpine was getting at.

"Your sister, she's still full of Fey's cum. Flora is barely able to lift herself let alone Lily. That's a problem as we are moving today no?"

"Oh no! What do we do!" said Kayla suddenly deathly afraid her sister was going to be left behind.

Vivi rolled her eyes. "We empty her, duh. Come on, follow me."

The vulpine stepped away from the sulking gnome, who was glaring angrily at anything and anyone who came near, and strode through the camp, her new shirt proudly on display. The confused double takes the shirt constantly attracted just seemed to swell the fox girl's pride in her handiwork all the more.

It wasn't long before they found Lily. She was stuck at the edge of the camp, a warm blanket wrapped around her body, or at least the part that wasn't the drooping spherical tummy that she was trapped on top of.

"Kayla!" exclaimed Lily. Apart from her belly just her head was visible beneath the blanket, a hood of fabric covering her hair and ears, framing her small face. Kayla had to admit she looked adorable.

Vivi sidled up and pressed her own rounded belly against the otterkin's belly, Vivi's smaller short-furred mass squishing against the larger pale smooth mass. As Kayla watched she swore she saw the surface of Vivi's belly move, lumps pressing up beneath the surface and exploring and touching at Lily's belly through the body of the fox girl.

Kayla distractedly remembered Lily had spoken and was looking at her questioningly.

"Uhm, Vivi has offered to help empty you Lil. Flora burned through all her magic or something and can no longer lift you so we don't have much choice."

"Aww!" said Lily unhappily. She pouted and pulled back beneath the blanket until just her small amber eyes were visible in the shadow. "I dun wanna."

"Do you want to be left behind in the middle of the forest with monsters all around, all on your own?"

Lily let out a whimper of fear and the blanket trembled. She still clearly felt the trauma of their journey through the woods.

"O-okay, b-but in private, not out here in the open..." mumbled Lily.

"Of course!" said Vivi cracking her knuckles. She circled around the otterkin until she was at her rear where her fat otter tail poked from beneath the blanket. Without hesitation she grabbed hold of it with both paws and hauled back causing the otterkin to squeak in alarm as she slopped across the top of her liquid filled belly.

"Hmm. Heavy. I'm impressed Fey managed to pick you up, she'll have me out of a job if she keeps this up."

"Can you not move her?"

"I never said I couldn't, I just need to lean on my Class a little bit."

The fox girl furrowed her brow and activated one of her Class Skills. Energy surged down her limbs as though they were suddenly much much denser and heavier with compacted muscle. She set her feet and hauled back on the otterkin's tail eliciting a squeal. After a second of heaving the otterkin began to be dragged across the grass and Vivi took a step back then another and another as the body of the otterkin gradually sped up until the pair were making good progress across the ground. Soon the shadowy cover of the tree line and surrounding foliage was covering them and after being dragged a little further they had the privacy they sought.

Vivi let go of the otterkin's tail and her body sloshed back across her belly to equilibrium.

She turned and glared at Vivi while rubbing a small hand over her sore tail.

"That hurt you know!"

Vivi shrugged. "Did the job, didn't it? If you're going to be a warrior like me you need to be strong and hardy and tough!"

"But I don't want to be a warrior!"

"Nonsense, of course you do, everyone wants to be a badass warrior, nobody wants to be a lame stuffy mage."

Kayla wasn't quite sure she believed that.

"Erm, h-how do we empty her?"

"Oh that's easy. We just have to jump on her and squeeze it all out."

Lily's eyes went wide and her tail curled up around her rear protectively.

"W-wait you can't!"

Vivi ignored that and grabbed at her blanket, ripping it from her small hands and discarding it. Next she leapt at the otterkin's borrowed shorts, a hole had been torn in the back of them for her tail and she pulled it down her legs, hooking it from the otterkin's kicking feet and flinging it aside.

"Noo!" wailed Lily as Vivi pushed her broad tail up and put her paws on her rounded ass cheeks and parted her buttocks.

The fox girl looked down at the otterkin's tiny plump pussy with interest, as she watched a little dribble of white slipped from her tensing lips.

"Just calm down this won't take long I promise."

She placed her paw pads to either side of the small slit and spread her digits, smearing apart the otterkin's muff revealing her pink and sloppy wet interior. Her folds trembled and made sucking motions at the air, the relative coldness of the outside air touching up against her sensitive insides. The otterkin squirmed beneath Vivi's paws, her fat tail slapping against the vulpine's immovable forearms.

"Kayla, if you would?"

Kayla bit her lip but then grabbed hold of one of Lily's arms and used it as leverage to pull herself up, her small feet sinking deep into Lily's softness as she clambered. She made her way to the top and sat astride Lily's back, her knees to either side pressing into her sister's belly.

"Okay, now start bouncing."

The otterkin hesitated then lifted her hips and dropped her weight down on top of her sister. Ripples rolled across Lily's tummy, rolling down the smooth curves and sending the liquid filled mass jiggling. The pressure suddenly spiking as at the same time Vivi leaned in and forced her long tongue inside the otterkin's tiny puss, pushing apart her walls and making an air passage all the way to Lily's cervix.

Vivi waited patiently as the entrance to the otterkin's womb lost its battle to hold back the breeding batter within. It dilated and white exploded into her passage, gushing and filling her pussy, slushing over Vivi's tongue and bursting out from her labia. The cum sprayed out around Vivi's muzzle in a thick heavy deluge. The fox girl let out a contented sigh as the piping hot virulent substance suffused her taste buds, rolling across her tongue in a thick sloppy layer until it was washing up against the back of her throat. The fox girl began to swallow, slow at first, then more eagerly, the satisfying taste pushing her to press her muzzle up harder and harder against the otterkin's quivering quim.

Above her Kayla watched her, not sure if what she was doing was the right thing, she simply kept bouncing up and down, up and down, on her sister's back, her efforts sending Lily's belly wobbling, each downward motion producing a surge of cum that burst from her sister's pussy to wash around Vivi's face.

Kayla had to admit the desperate twitching and squirming from her sister was a little distracting.

"EEhhnn...HHHAahhh... Hhnnnnn!"

Not to mention the mewling.

Vivi's throat bobbed as she drank from the otterkin, gulping down what she could of the river of delicious cum rolling from her. She could feel her stomach filling, swelling out inches as she took her fill. Now this, this was a real meal. Who needed food when she could live off this thick and satisfying substance?

She was content to remain as she was, slowly draining and pumping the otterkin dry, but her secret passenger had other ideas.

It started with squirming, and then tentacles being put out experimentally, pushing at the walls of her womb as the walls were pressed in by her slowly filling gut. Vivi's eyes widened slightly as she felt the damned thing begin to shift. Gods not again, the troublesome little monster had already disappeared the band's silver plate into her womb and she still had no clue what she was going to tell Ella. Oh? The very important and irreplaceable band's plate? Oh yes, it's inside of me now. She was not looking forward to the reaction that would cause.

She shuddered as the tentacles stopped pushing upward and started pushing downwards, slipping past her cervix and into her pussy. Her slurping and gulping from Lily's labia became uneven and frenetic as the tentacles parted her own lower lips and pressed up against the cloth of her shorts, bulging it out.

She prayed that Kayla would hurry up because she had a horrible feeling the slime was currently quite excited.

Glossy white tentacles peeked from below the hem of her shorts, looking around with curiosity. They found something of interest fairly quickly, the rippling surface of Lily's belly. They gently touched up against it, their wet slick surfaces smearing fluid across the smooth skin. They recognised it of course, it was another cummy dark safe place, what's more the slime found itself surrounded by women, aroused women, its favourite thing.

The tentacles slithered upward, their motion across the surface skin causing a squeak of surprise from the slowly emptying otterkin. They pushed between the tummy's of Vivi and Lily, parting them with their width, pushing upward more and more poking up between Vivi's breasts until they came across her head. The vulpine tried her best to ignore them while still desperately gulping down as much cum as she could. The tentacles rolled up and around, curling around her muzzle where it was pressed up against Lily's pussy, touching and exploring, trying to understand what Vivi was doing.

It wasn't long before Vivi found she was in competition for the cum tap, a tentacle was pushing up from below, squeezing up against her jaw and pushing at the small pussy they were crowding. Vivi in a desperate attempt to keep herself at the tap pushed out with her paws, further stretching the otterkin's cunt out and allowing for more room. The tentacle seemed to understand and she felt it push into the passage along with her tongue. She strained her tongue desperately trying to keep her place in the fight for the otterkin's expanded pussy as another tentacle and another pushed their way inside, stretching the otterkin's hole wider and wider, filling her passage with shifting squirming traffic.

Vivi whined as the flow of cum was slowly cut off by the squeeze, desperately pressing her muzzle into the tentacle filled hole, her tongue reaching for the otterkin's cervix. She remained stuck like that, letting out gasps as she reached with her tongue, licking and scooping the last of Fey's cum from the stuffed passage.

Vivi was left starved and thirsty, but then the tentacles pushed forward hard and forced open the otterkin's cervix, spreading it wide with their tips. Vivi only had a moment to register what had happened before white exploded up the passage and forcibly gushed into her mouth, instantly bulging out her cheeks and then with nowhere else to go rushing down her throat.

Her thighs trembled and her shorts darkened with her own fluids as the forceful sensation of having her throat bulged out with cum rocked her.

Above her Kayla had finally noticed that something was wrong and had paused in her bouncing. She stared at the vulpine whose muzzle appeared to be buried in a pile of tentacles which in turn were buried in her sister's stretched out cunt.

It was when one of the tentacles that rose up from below found it couldn't fit in the stuffed full hole that she began to have a little concern. That concern turned into fear as the tentacle turned and seemed to look upwards at her.

"Uhm, h-hi?" she whispered, as the tentacle bobbed and 'stared' at her. The tentacle, glossy, white, it was just like...

She hesitantly raised a hand and waved at it.

The tentacle tilted to the side and she swore she heard a very muffled SQUEEE! Sound from somewhere. She didn't have long to ponder just what she had heard however as the tentacle suddenly surged toward her. She cried out and tried to scramble away but the tentacle grabbed her by the ankle and hauled back on her, dragging her backwards until she was nearing her sister's tail. She looked down her body in alarm as several more tentacles rose up from the nest that was her sister's pussy and grabbed hold of her legs, forcefully spreading them as one thicker tentacle snaked up toward her shorts.

"W-wait, hold on now!"

A muffled shouting came from where Vivi's head was buried, it sounded sort of like "It's too late!"

The thick tentacle slapped against the fabric of her shorts and pressed itself down against her muff through the cloth. She squirmed under the pressure, completely helpless beneath the powerful tentacles. They could out power Vivi, so a Classless otterkin innkeeper was putty beneath their ministrations.

"Vivi! P-please! You've got to get control of it!"

The fox girl's shoulders seemed to slump and then resignedly she applied her strength and pushed against Lily's butt cheeks. Slowly her head schlurped free from the grasping writhing tentacles. Strands of cum inches thick drooled from her muzzle connecting her to the nest in cummy upside down arches.

She coughed and a slurry of cum washed from her lips. She looked up at Kayla as she cleared her throat.

"I can't stop Wummy, it's too strong. But don't worry I think it's a nice slime."

"You NAMED it??!" shouted Kayla in horror as a tentacle dipped below the hem of her shorts.

"Oh gods, these white tentacles, this is the thing Flora gave birth to! You've been hiding it inside of yourself! That's where your larger stomach came from!"

Vivi turned her head slightly abashed, her cheeks reddening as white continued to slowly ooze from her mouth. A river of cum was now flowing from Lily, pouring over their bellies in an obscene waterfall.

"I didn't have a choice," she muttered, "it was just scared and wanted to run away and it came to me for safety..."

"And this is scared???"

"Ah, no, I think it just likes girls, like a lot."

"Oh gods!" said Kayla as her shorts were ripped apart by the tentacle tensing up below the cloth, her bare exposed pussy now visible for all to see.

Vivi bit her lip.

"I - I guess I could ask it. Uhm, Wummy, would you mind- GHURK!"

The slime SQUEEED! inside her as it instantly realised what the girl it was piloting was going to ask for. She wanted to be mouth filled again! Like last time! The tentacle that ripped apart Kayla's shorts turned and with a showy flourish dived into the fox girl's mouth and then exploded in girth, swelling wider and wider, stretching the vulpines mouth wide and then pushing roughly down her throat, massively distending it.

The reaction Wummy got confirmed its guess. Girl cum spritzed from between Vivi's thighs as her hips shook and trembled, the rough usage of her throat instantly turning the fox girl into a mindless moaning slut.

Kayla looked in horror as Vivi was filled with tentacle, her eyelids fluttering as her eyes rolled up.

The tentacle touching up against Kayla's pussy began to swell and to her horror the tip formed more of a rounded cock head shape, then, even worse, nodules began bulging out along its length.

This was decidedly not a good development.

Maybe she could reason with it?

"H-hey, W-wummy right? how about we s-slow downeeeeeeAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!!"

The thick head of the cock thrust forward, ramming into her pussy unrelentingly like a battering ram, shoving aside her lips and forcing its way inside stretching her labia into a lewd O shape, which was a similar shape to her mouth as she opened it wide and screamed.

Kayla came instantly from the rough usage-- a shower of pussy-juice shooting from her tentacle-cock-stuffed snatch spraying over Vivi's cum covered front creating little clear rivulets over the thick layer of gluey cum that had come from her sister.

A long lush moan ripped from Kayla's lips, gods it was so fucking big inside her and she could feel every nodule scraping and rubbing at her walls, dragging and pulling at her nerves in the most impossible ways. She looked down in shock to see something she had only come to expect from Fey, a bulge in her belly outlining the shape of the cock.

"Oh god, oh fuck, noo this can't be happening!" said Kayla as she put her hands over her eyes, her face heating as her breathing massively accelerated. She'd joined the band for Fey, not for some, some slime monster!

By this point, Lily's belly had shrunk down from six foot across to a little over three and a half. She'd sunk downward atop her belly too, until her snatch was more or less level with Vivi's navel.

Vivi gasped aloud as yet more tentacles spread her lower lips uncomfortably wide, stretching her out as they pushed from her labia and slithered over her thighs, rolling and coiling up her body, wrapping around her limbs and coiling tight around them, their immense strength holding the fox girl completely, controlling her fully, like a puppet. Vivi looked down her body fearfully as the tentacles moved her, the slime now fully in control, drawing back from the otterkin girls as even more tentacles wrapped around Kayla, lifting her up into the air.

The nobbly tentacle pumping in and out of Kayla's sloppy gushing folds drew backwards along with the otterkin until it appeared as though the otterkin was speared upon a large cock sticking out from the Vulpine's crotch. Then, in a mirror to Kayla, the central tentacle in Lily's snatch thickened and grew nodules. This left Vivi with a pair of pseudo cocks growing from her groin, each penetrating an otterkin girl.

Vivi let out a muffled yell as the tentacles wrapped around her jerked her hips forward and her two pseudo dicks thrust deep into the twins causing them to cry out in ecstasy as the nodules covered lengths rippled past their folds causing them to arch their backs and grasp at each other.

Vivi shook her head and tried to bite down on the tentacle slowly squirming deeper and deeper into her throat but the simple minded slime seemed to simply take this as an indication it should go harder. Vivi could do nothing as she was made to fuck the two otterkins, her hips moving faster and faster, pistoning to two glossy white pseudo cocks in and out of the two girls, each slamming thrust causing a gush of cum to pour from Lily's pussy.

"Hnnnn! Oh no why does this feel so good!" whined Kayla as she desperately held onto her sister.

"I really didn't expect to be emptied this way! Oh! OOOH!" wailed Lily.

As Vivi's hips thrust the tentacles began to reciprocate from the otterkin's perspective, thrusting them against Vivi as she humped her hips forward, sending Kayla wailing through the air as the bulge in her tummy extended further and further outward. Below her Lily was sent sloshing across her own stomach as her torso was forcibly shifted.

The slime SQUEEED! once more, the sound still muffled, and the pseudo cock tentacle inside of Lily shivered and changed form, the tip opening up.

Lily let out a rising wail as the tentacle inside of her began to suck, the cummy lake in her womb becoming a swirling morass with its own current that centered on the tip of the tentacle. Her pussy clenched down hard as clear squirt exploded out below her pulsing clit even as the nobbled tentacle inside of her grew larger and thicker as it took in the huge amount of horse cum into itself.

Vivi's eyes went wide as she took notice of the rapidly fattening tentacle that led from Lily's deflating belly to her own pussy. This, this was really really not good. Unfortunately she could do absolutely nothing except look on helplessly as the bulging thickness of the tentacle spread up the tentacle's length, the bulge clearly a thick opaque white compared to the transparent glossy white of the rest of the slime. A lot of cum was headed her way and she could do nothing but take it.

And take it she did. She howled around the tentacle in her mouth as her puss was stretched out further and further and her womb became a slurry of pumping cum, pushing out her belly more and more.

Then the cum was directed back out.

She screamed as best she could around the tentacle in her mouth as the other pseudo penis exploded in girth, stretching out her puss in a paper thin ring around the two massively thick nobbled tentacles. The upper tentacle penetrating Kayla had a bulge quadruple its original thickness rolling toward the tip where the hopelessly unprepared Kayla was constrained.

Kayla looked on, eyes like saucers, as the inevitable rolled toward her, her sister's cum, the cum from her sister's womb, it was headed directly toward her pussy. She shook her head frantically, unwilling to accept it, but the slime didn't listen and the bulge crashed against her already straining muff and then began stretching her wider and wider and wider as the tentacle thickened and its nodules scraped ever harder against her pulled taut walls.

She threw her head back and screamed herself silly as the bulge in her belly grew and grew, the size of the dick penetrating her becoming impossibly wide, popping out her belly button with its girth alone. Even the nodules of the tentacle could be seen through her skin as little bumps.

Squirt exploded from her tightly stretched cunt in a high pressure spray, strong enough that much of the cum was washed clean from Vivi's shirt, once more revealing the words "I'm not pregnant, I'm just full of cum!"

Then the tip of the tentacle opened and all of her sister exploded inside of her.

Kayla's eyes rolled up and her tongue lolled from her mouth as the overwhelming sensation of so much fluid stretching her so quickly and violently pushed her over the edge into a rolling orgasm that just didn't stop. The more the non-stop hose of cum sprayed up against her womb, and the more the tentacle twisted and turned in her passage, scraping up her sensitive spots, the higher she rode the crest of ecstasy.

She babbled and cooed as she lost control, barely aware enough to notice that she was slowly sinking earthward, her deflating sister being rapidly covered by her own inflating belly.

They ended up in an exhausted pile, still covered in tentacles, although the tentacles had gone limp by this point. The three girls breathed heavily, their limp hands vaguely grasping at each other, as half lidded eyes saw sightlessly, just processing what they had been put through.

At last Vivi managed to gather herself.

"Please don't tell anyone about Wummy," she gasped.

"You named the slime, you named the dangerous perverted slime monster you are carrying around inside of yourself," murmured Kayla in disbelief.

"Ella will make me get rid of it! I've...I've grown fond, it's my pet! Wummy doesn't mean any harm, it's just enthusiastic!"

Kayla let out a long groan and covered her face with her hands.