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Previously on Centaurus: Desperate for money the band ventured out on a slime hunting job in the sewers. They unfortunately came into contact with an unexpected and powerful giant slime monster but were then saved by Wummy absorbing the slime monster into itself and further evolving.

Now, Chapter 22:

The iron grate curled with leafy ivy shuddered, a layer of rust flakes shedding from its surface to shower down on the mossy cobble below.

A muffled voice could be heard from behind it, then the grate shuddered again, and then again, making a horrendous shrieking noise as the rusted shut hinges bent and then snapped. The grate fell away from the wall and crashed down on the stone below sending debris spilling across the ground.

"See, I told you I could do it, some stupid grate ain't gonna stop me from getting out of this shitty ass sewer," sad Flora floating out into the sunlit alley.

"Erm, I think that might have been city property, I'm not sure they will like that we just, ah, broke it."

"Fey, behold my field of fucks to give, for it is barren and the crop has failed."

"Perhaps the events of our time in the sewer could provide you with some metaphorical fertiliser for your metaphorical field Flora. That could have been a lot worse," said Ellaria as she gingerly stepped free and looked down at her boots with a look of distaste at their mucky covering.

"Nope. I run an all-natural field of fucks. If it doesn't grow naturally then those fucks deserve to die. I've seen those all artificially grown fields, seems stressful, can't say I care for it."

"You'd make a good rogue," said Astrid, unsuccessfully brushing some muck from her blonde fur, "They have a similar attitude to property."

Ellaria scowled as she found more dirt on her blouse, which was also still damp with the giant slime girl's juices. "In any case that was a successful job as much of a disaster the last part was. Speaking of." She narrowed her gaze and turned to find Vivi who was trying to sneak quietly from the dark hole where the grate had been.

Vivi looked extremely pregnant, her tummy fat and taut and round and drooping down as though with octuplets, so much so that the fox girl had to help hold it up with her paws and was clearly struggling with the greatly increased weight.

"Ah, h-hey their captain. Nice and sunny outside huh?"

"Don't 'hey there captain' me, what exactly happened down there?"

"Y-you used its name!" said Vivi, unable to stop a small smile from crossing her face.

Ellaria did not look impressed.

Fey raised her hand hesitantly. "Actually I think Wummy became female after, er, absorbing that giant slime girl and then evolving again."

The elf gave Fey an annoyed glance. "First a name, now a gender, it's just slime! A monster!"

"Hey don't say that out loud, you'll hurt it- er, her feelings!" said Vivi wrapping her paws around her tummy protectively.

Astrid was touching at her own still slightly distended stomach too, but with a look of wonder. Running her fingers over her abdomen she pressed in. The sound of liquid spraying could be heard and a gush of clear slime-girl fluid came from her still exposed pussy to run down her thighs and splash across the ground creating a puddle. She shivered as the last of it left her, the fluid was too watery and runny to stay in her womb and had been steadily leaking from her as she walked through the sewers leaving a trail of puddles in her wake.

She bit her lip as the last few clear drips fell from her lower lips to pitter patter on the cobble. "I've been leaking the entire way here! Gods I've never felt so full in my life, so stretched and f-fucked, h-how was that even possible? My belly was out so- I felt that slime girl in my womb!"

"It's probably the same magic as Fey's right?" said Lily atop Fey's back, a white floating orb of cum beside her, her still partly filled sister.

Ellaria tapped her lip. "That makes some amount of sense. The slimes evolve using her emissions, it would seem they inherit some aspect of her as well, more specifically making females more elastic and better able to take her."

Vivi fondly patted her belly over her popped out belly button. "Wummy is a good girl, see? She's careful and she cares. Plus she saved us! If Wummy hadn't been there who knows what that giant slime might have done? Drained you until you turned into really thirsty husks? It could have been bad like you said Ella, you should be grateful to Wummy!"

"HAH! She's got you there Ell," said Flora floating past with her hands behind her head looking incredibly smug.

"I'm not praising the wild slime monster smuggled in your pussy Vi." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Look we completed the job, first things first we should get paid. Come on."

Flora looked down at herself. Her bottom half was still completely bare and naked, in fact all of the band were, the slime monster having shredded their shorts and panties in its eagerness to get at their slits.

Ellaria seemingly completely oblivious to this fact and started walking from the alley and into the main street. The band stared at her wondering when she was going to realise she was half naked.

The elf continued to walk.

"Uh, should we-"

"Shh!"

The crowded traffic of the street faltered as an astonishingly beautiful and ridiculously attractive half naked elf strode confidently out of an alleyway. Eyes bugged out of heads and several people crashed into walls and lamp posts not looking where they were going, one even fell over a stall causing it to collapse and the angry red faced merchant behind it to start bellowing.

Ellaria blinked at the reaction then looked down. "Oh goddamn it." She about faced and quick walked back into the alley, the tips of her pointed ears a little pink.

"You really weren't kidding about elves forgetting they're naked huh?" said Flora with a shit eating grin.

"It- It's a nature thing. Shut up."

Ellaria swiftly loosed the string on her Dimensional Bag and began pulling out clothes, easily enough clothes for everyone, even Astrid.

They stepped out of the alleyway, this time with a lot less commotion.

Back at the AG they found the place quiet and subdued, the number of adventurers in it a fraction of what it was, and the remainder being employees who were still dealing with the minor natural disaster that was Fey's cum. They had harangued a mage into helping from somewhere and the mage, with an aggrieved expression at how he was being put to work, was repeatedly flippy flapping his hands at the pools of cum causing them to move and shift and slowly roll toward a grate in the ground.

Fey had whisper hissed about helping out but Ellaria had immediately overruled that. "How are we going to pay for a Soulomancer if we get banned from the AG Fey? Besides this AG is wealthy as anything and can afford to deal with this, how do you think they got that mage to clean the place, mages don't clean."

Fey didn't have an answer for that so she guiltily let it drop.

Later the band were sat around a table with Astrid. The minotaur had insisted on buying the band several rounds of drinks as an apology for accidentally bringing them into contact with an unexpectedly powerful monster. Ellaria was out of sight, no doubt dealing with payment for the job.

Flora lifted her second tankard of ale and belched. "You're not all bad, for a minotaur, you know."

"Thanks, I think?"

"You're welcome!" said Flora tipping back the tankard and chugging it.

"Say, uh, I know you are in need of money, would it be alright if I ask why?" asked Astrid.

Fey glanced between the others. She was sat on a centaur bench, a complicated piece of furniture that allowed a centaur to sit at a table at an appropriate height. Fey was impressed that the AG had it, less impressed with how awkward it was. She shifted uncomfortably and her rigid throbbing length scraped along the wood causing her to wince.

"I- I guess I can say, it's not like it's a secret. I'm uh, slowly growing larger, my uhm, s-sausage was inches shorter just yesterday but uhm something-, and my uh, c-cum, it's h-hard to manage and it k-keeps increasing if I d-don't..."

Astrid stared at the centaur. Her eyes darted to where her lower half would be below the table and she swallowed noisily. "L-larger? You're growing even- even b-bigger? And you can cum even- gods."

"God, she's a total sex god," said Flora banging her empty tankard back down on the table. "And you haven't lived until she's fucked you full of cum, it's life changing, nothing comes close, you cannot even imagine how it feels to be to be that satisfied and content and stretched and to orgasm so hard you think you're gonna die. It's fucking incredible, no male will ever come close. Ever."

A little drool fell from Astrid's lip as she listened, her eyes dancing between Flora and Fey.

"Th-that good?"

"Flora stop encouraging her! I'm not going to be her husband okay!"

"W-well, maybe out of w-wedlock isn't that b-

Astrid was cut off however by a crash as a half dozen heavy rounded bags were dumped on the table, the crisp clinking of metal coins filling the air.

Ellaria raised an eyebrow at her bandmates. "Told you it paid well. The jobs no one wants often do."

Vivi grabbed for a bag and peered inside, her eyes round. "All this for some slimes?!"

Lily and Kayla who were too small for the chairs were sat crosslegged on the table. Seeing the bags they scrambled forward, or at least Lily appeared to, Kayla was still just a moving sphere of white. They tugged open bag after bag exclaiming in delight as they ran their hands through the contents.

"Well they might have bumped it up a tad when I explained the giant slime we found, but nevertheless this is a good if small step forward."

Flora was nonchalantly floating coins around her head but paused hearing that. "Small? What do you mean small?"

"Ah. I was able to make some inquiries on the price of the services of an arch-soulomancer."

"Well?"

Ellaria's voice went uncharacteristically low. "It's... a lot."

"Oh gods Ella, I can't be this much of a burden!"

"No, you're never a burden Fey. It's fine, it will just take a little more time to save than I expected. I will be looking into lecturing at an adventurers school as soon as possible, I'm sure I can help things along by a lot with payment from that."

Astrid hesitantly raised a hand.

"It might be a bit sudden but would you want to do a joint-band job?"

All of Magic Mog turned to look at her causing her to hesitate.

"A joint-band job? What are you suggesting?"

"W-well that's actually why my band is here at the AG, we've been looking for a strong band to do a particularly difficult job with. It won't be easy, and the risk is high, but it pays extremely well."

"You would do that for us?" said Fey, delighted.

Astrid scratched at a horn. "Well, you know, you are a strong band, I saw what you could do, middle or upper silver if I had to guess."

Ellaria, despite herself, couldn't help but look pleased by that statement.

"Plus having a healer is a big deal, really big, it saves a small fortune on potions and adventurer healers aren't exactly common."

"True enough, and if it's helping us find jobs too then all the better."

"Wait, why are you concerned about healing?" said Lily.

"Mmmmm, well that would be the risk part."

"Sounds like she's gonna get us killed if you ask me," said Flora spinning her empty tankard in the air on the tip of one finger.

"No! It's an honest job!"

"No one doing an honest job needs to call it honest."

Ellaria rolled her eyes. "That's enough Flora, I'm sure it's fine. However, I would still want to hear the details before we agree to anything. If you would?"

Astrid nodded. "For a few weeks a number of villages up in the hills have been repeatedly attacked, villagers dragged off into the night never to be seen again, the situation is... not good. They can't defend themselves or stop what's being done to them, they are essentaily helpless."

"Villages?" said Vivi tapping a claw on the table. She was sat with her legs spread, her rounded stomach bulging over the tabletop. Since the band had come to be aware of Wummy the slime seemed a lot more comfortable around them and the surface of her belly was shifting and moving with the slime's tentacles, more, a tentacle was visible sticking up beside the vulpine, its tip wrapped around the handle of a tankard. Vivi lazily leaned her head to the side and opened her mouth and the tentacle lifted the tankard to her lips where she sipped at it. "Villages don't usually pay 'extremely well', I know from long experience before I joined Magic Mog".

"Er, yes that's the thing, this isn't a job from the villages, or even the AG."

"Then who is it from? A generous noble? Intercity caravaneers?"

"Mmm, perhaps it would be better to hear it from my band The Hammer Horns, or more specifically my captain, Braddox, since they've just arrived," said Astrid as a group of minotaurs stomped through the main doors.

"Astrid? Where have you been? We've been looking for you you know." came a deep bass voice like rich planed oak.

Fey glanced at Vivi but the tentacle had already disappeared from sight. She turned her head to find an extremely large and muscular minotaur, the minotaur who had originally first spoken to them after Wummy had flung Vivi's wetness over them.

"Hey captain, I got caught in the confusion earlier and ended up getting involved in a small job with this band, nothing, uh, too crazy, but I think I have something here, something we've been looking for."

Braddox looked over the members of Magic Mog, a measuring look in his eye. His brow rose when he caught sight of Vivi's heavily pregnant looking belly and Flora's lesser pregnancy.

"You did a job with two pregnant girls?"

"Er, yes it's not quite how it seems. I think they may be the ones."

"But they're pregnant!" said a skinnier black furred minotaur to his side wearing highly polished silver armour.

"S-sorta? It didn't matter, I saw them fight, I would be willing to bet if the last three teams we teamed up with were to fight Magic Mog here Magic Mog would win, and not by a small margin."

Braddox grumbled thoughtfully and ran his thick fingers along his jaw.

"I would like to hear what it is exactly this job entails, there is no guarantee that we choose to work with you on this," interjected Ellaria.

Braddox paused and looked her way. "It's... a problematic and rare type of monster."

Ellaria folded her arms. "How problematic?"

"Hmm... How to explain... Well, let me tell you something of where these monsters came from first. They originally started to appear about four hundred years ago. At first no one knew where they had come from, it was only later that there was a huge scandal amongst the dragon nobility, such a scandal that they couldn't keep a lid on it and the secret leaked."

"D-dragons?" said Fey, images of the Bine's dragoness, Lady Alexandria, suddenly coming to mind.

"Yes. One dragon, a particularly... randy... red dragon, decided to have an orgy, an orgy with dozens of female Kobolds. They did the deed and by some billion to one fluke of nature those Kobolds became pregnant unbeknownst to anyone."

"Ah," said Ellaria, "I believe I have read about the monsters you are referring too."

"But interspecies breeding is supposed to be impossible!"

"Yes, normally it would be, but what dragons are extremely unwilling to admit is that dragons and kobolds are distantly related which is what allowed this to happen."

"Okay, so ages ago some horny dragon fucked a dozen kobolds full of kids, what's it to us?"

"What the kobolds then gave birth to. A new species of monster. They call it a Kobogon after its accidental creators."

"I'm not sure I'm liking where this is going. What are these... Kobogons like?"

"Imagine a dragon in humanoid form but much smaller, around human sized, and lithe, skinny, slender, a pair of very small wings sticking from their backs which despite being small still allows them to fly, they are also incredibly spiteful creatures, as a rule."

"And?"

"And they are all every one of them able to use magic."

"Yup, there's the catch," said Flora, starting her third ale.

"Interesting. No wonder it pays well. The commissioner?" said Ellaria.

Braddox nodded. "Pays extremely well, and the reason it does so is because the commissioner is the lady of the city, Lady Alexandria."

Fey who had been lifting her beer to sip at it choked and spluttered hearing that and had to take a moment to recover herself. She really did not want anything to do with that dragoness, she preferred not being forcibly drafted into the military if she could possibly help it thank you very much.

"It's because they feel guilty for one of their number creating them, the dragons are all secretly perverts, sinners," said the silver armoured minotaur, a slightly fervent look in his eye.

Braddox gestured dismissively. "Possibly feel guilty, those dragons who were alive back then are still alive now. In any case, they created dragon law that banned them from breeding with Kobolds and now they frequently commission extermination jobs for whenever Kobogons are found."

"I see," said Ellaria. "I suppose I can see the potential in this job, albeit dangerous potential."

"It will be a hard nut to crack I have no doubt, but perhaps together..."

The silver plated minotaur scowled at his captain. "You can't be seriously considering working with two pregnant girls?"

"Astrid is an excellent judge of strength, partly due to her Skills."

"But they're pregnant!"

"Oh shut up Avery! Let them join, no really let them join... Especially the centaur."

Two female minotaurs pushed to the front, one beige furred and with a slight black eye, the other with brown fur and gold hoop earrings. It was the two along with Astrid that had originally helped cause the cumsplosion in the AG.

The one with the black eye gave Astrid a dirty look but quickly damped it down in favour of ensuring the two teams worked together.

"We want a competent team to work with on a risky job, now we apparently have one, so pipe down yeah?"

Braddox side eyed the two suspiciously enthusiastic girls. "...Yes. Well, what do you say?"

Ellaria tapped her fingers on the table in thought, a few sparks sputtering to life each time a finger landed.

"We don't exactly have a whole lotta choices captain," said Flora.

"True. I do know of these monsters and I like to believe we are capable. We can do this."

"I'm okay with the job, but c-can we go do the job... now?" said Fey.

Ellaria blinked at her. "Like right now?"

"Yes."

"Well you certainly bring the enthusiasm, we were planning on moving out the day after tomorrow," said the Hammer Horns captain.

Fey turned to Braddox, "I'm a healer, I just won't be able to sleep knowing there are innocent people being taken and likely killed up in those villages, It's just wrong that we'd be waiting needlessly on doing something about that, I'm sorry but that's just how I feel."

"Okay I like this one," said Avery, "Paladins and healers have much in common in that regard, we are for the people, we fight to save those who are in need."

"A healer? Well I see why you might have caught Astrid's interest."

"Something like that," said Astrid while coughing into her fist and avoiding Braddox's eyes.

"I'd be fine with moving up the schedule, I wasn't sure how long it would take to find a band willing to join our cause."

"I'm fine with that too, we were prepared for a job from this morning and that is still very much the case, although we will be skipping out on our arranged accommodations."

"I'm not sure they will mind very much, after what, uhm, happened."

"Still it is the polite thing to send a note. I'll leave that with you three while I go and deal with the contractual details with Braddox here."

The two captains went off to deal with the AGs clerks, and no doubt talk shop about captainy things Fey thought. She realised after a moment that she had no paper or pen to write with and turned to Vivi to ask to borrow some. To her distress it was already far far too late, the vulpine had several sheets of paper out and was furiously scribbling on them, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth.

"Vivi no! You- what are you drawing?! What are you drawing!"

Flora floated above Vivi's shoulder and peered down.

"Wow, you really do go into the most graphic detail on the private parts Vi."

Fey put her hands on her head.

"We need to make sure they want us there right? So that we can stay for free if we come back," said Vivi, still scribbling, "Well I don't think that is likely to happen with the father, but if we can get both Rina and Tami on our side then it will be two to one."

"So you're drawing what Fey might do to them? Wait, is that a nurse's uniform on that lamia?"

"...yes. It's like flirting, but with drawings, or something."

Astrid leaned over to see and abruptly flushed bright pink and nearly fell out of her chair.

"F-Fey can d-do that-? with her? Oh my gods." She swallowed and put a hand over her mouth, unable to drag her eyes away from the drawings Vivi was quickly churning out.

It didn't take long for the other two female minotaurs to lose to their curiosity and they casually sauntered around the table until they were peering over Vivi's shoulder. Their hands immediately clamped down on the back of her chair and they fully leaned in, crowding over her, their eyes very round.

"S-say, would I be able to get a copy of these by any chance?"

"M-me too!!"

Vivi glanced up at the minotaur leaning over her, practically drooling as she took in the drawings and snatching little glances over at the very uncomfortable and awkward Fey.

"Maybe on the way out."

The remaining three male minotaurs seemed too aloof to investigate what it was that had attracted the female minotaurs attention, that is apart from Averys who was giving them a continual death stare.

It wasn't long before Vivi had finished, including making several copies which the three female minotaurs guiltily hid about their persons, quickly stuffing the paper away and pretending they had nothing to do with anything that may or may not have transpired with some rumoured drawings or other.

Flora caught the attention of a message runner, her idea of catching attention meant that the runner was suddenly catapulted into the air mid run with a scream, floated over to their table, and then plopped down in front of the band. Vivi shoved two envelopes into his hands along with some coins and told him to go find Tami and Rina. The messenger seemed all too happy to get away from Flora.

Then the captains returned and the bands found themselves moving out. The minotaurs collected several rucksacks which Ellaria offered to put in her dimensional bag to the minotaur's delight. It was rare that adventurers could skip out on lugging around heavy camping gear.

They were slowed however by Averys having a minor religious meltdown when Fey stood up and revealed her throbbing three foot horse dick for all to see. Fey was impressed with just how bloodshot with outrage the minotaur's eyes had become. It took ten minutes of arguing for things to be sorted out, the minotaurs were eventually convinced that Fey had a medical condition and that it wasn't her fault which forced Averys to accept that this was happening on moral grounds.

"Are you going to discriminate against a victim? Come on, grow up, it's only a little dick," said Flora as Averys spluttered.

"Rather a lot of dick actually," muttered Astrid.

They made their way to the edge of the city and were working their way through the guards when the messenger returned with two envelopes. Vivi blinked as she took them in paw.

"That was fast, I guess they really had something urgent to say after receiving my drawings."

She flicked open the first envelope and pulled out a piece of paper. It was darkened with splotches of wet and some kind of fluid dripped from it. On it was simply written: 'Make me bigger Fey and you can stay anytime." And below it a heart had been scrawled with a tiger's tail at its bottom.

"Erhm," said Fey looking down at the paper, "At-atleast it isn't t-too graphic... What is this wetness?"

Vivi flipped open the other note and a small rivulet of clear fluids poured from the envelope to puddle on the ground, the paper had apparently been well waterproofed, a wise precaution as it seemed the lamia had enjoyed Vivi's drawings rather a lot. The fox girl pulled out the note between index and thumb.

"It's, uh, some kind of story, with a healer and her nurse. I'm not sure about her writing ability though, It's hmm, very bad, although I see the... enthusiasm? I think this might be a yes?"

Flora levitated the paper out of Vivi's paws.

"Thy healer's voluptuous testicles hung between her monolithic cubic thighs, near purpled and blacked with their need to masculinely dig up and plant thy seed in thee innocent nurse's fertile field with the fruits of a bountiful spring harvest, pumpkins and wheat, the seeds of her- oh my god this is the worst thing I have ever read."

"P-please stop Flora! That's private!"

The gnome's gaze ran down the page, reading silently, her face paling until with shaking hands the paper fell from her grip and floated away in the breeze. Lily caught it out of the air.

"I didn't think writing could make me feel this way," said Flora floating away in a dazed state.

"Rina's husband is going to hate me after all this," groaned Fey.

"Possibly. Although lamia's kind of have a reputation for uh, you know, so he might have known what he was getting into," said Vivi.

"You think?"

The vulpine shrugged.

Lily held the paper close, her eyes scanning intently, her expression progressing through a mix of alarm and then horror. At last, she looked up, her eyes distant, glazed.

"I regret learning to read."

The paper slipped from her hands and Lily stared off into the distance, wondering what the meaning of life really was.

Soon they were beyond the massive city gates and heading out deep into the hills surrounding the city, the two bands slowly familiarizing themselves as they walked, including Kayla who had finally been noticed, or rather, the small sphere of white that floated where Kayla was. The minotaurs had assumed it was some kind of magical device belonging to Lily at first so were understandably shocked when the orb began to speak.

They put down camp for the night in the woods, the minotaurs quickly throwing together a fire. They efficiently began cooking, skewering vegetables, throwing down pots and pans, simmering and frying. Magic Mog looked on in amazement as the minotaurs worked together like a smoothly oiled machine.

Flora stared then became concerned, then worried. "This is all really impressive guys, but... where's the meat?"

"Meat?"

"Oh no don't say it, don't you dare!"

"Minotaurs don't eat meat girl, only vegetables like the gods intended."

Flora let out a long groan and flopped on her back, her massively swollen and expansive breasts rolling wildly across her chest, her blouse becoming freshly wetted with milk at the motion.

"Uhm, I don't mind, I quite like when there's no meat actually," said Fey, raising her hand hesitantly.

Flora glared at her with one eyelid cracked. "Well you would, you're part horse, you'd probably start eating the damned grass on the side of the road given half a chance."

"I- I would not! I would never! That only happened one time okay! I- I didn't know- s-stop harassing meeee!"

The flustered centaur shuffled where she sat. She was lying with her horse part on the ground, turned to the side so her under barrel was facing the fire, the heat pleasantly warming her erect length. This was incredibly distracting for the three female minotaurs who were having difficulty focusing on anything that wasn't Fey.

Still, despite the distractions, It didn't take long for the food to be set to cook and the bands were left waiting, chatting in comfortable warmth the fire created.

A pair of legs appeared beside Fey and she turned and looked up to see a beige furred minotaur looking down from above her impressive bust. It was one of the three female minotaurs, the one with a still slightly puffy eye from where Astrid had punched her when they had fought over Fey. She, like the others, wore a blouse and corset, a choker around her neck with a large blue sapphire set in the middle.

"H-Hi, Baerinda, do you want something?"

The minotaur ran her eyes all over Fey's body, pausing to take in her throbbing length resting against the ground by her barrel. She bit her lip.

"I'm sorry, but I just can't wait anymore."

"Wait, Wh-what are you suggesting? Are you-? I- No- and anyway there are people here, we're surrounded by our bandmates!" she squeaked out.

Baerinda snorted then opened her hand showing Fey something. It was a small stone. She pinched it between index and thumb and then threw it across the fire, the stone hurtled away and struck Averys on the nose, glancing off then clattering against his armour.

Fey held her breath waiting for him to start yelling... Averys gestured vaguely and Fey tensed in expectation at the coming shout of anger. Instead he spoke calmly, maybe a touch annoyed.

"Damned flies, I'll be glad to see the back of these hills, full of the little nuances."

Fey blinked. "What?" She turned back to Baerinda and found her covered in glowing blue butterflies. The minotaur winked at her and the butterflies scattered into blue particles that misted away.

"You did something, and the butterflies, that was you?"

Baerinda rolled her knuckles as though in answer and a tiny pink ferret danced between her fingers.

"I'm an illusionist, I can fool people's senses, this ferret isn't really here, it's not real."

"An illusionist? You can make... anything appear?"

Baerinda smiled and a copy of herself stepped out from behind her. The second Baerinda crouched down and touched at Fey's arm causing her to flinch back in surprise. She actually felt the touch of this second Baerinda on her skin.

"What is this? Is- is she real?"

"Hmm, no, try touching her back."

Fey hesitantly reached out. She felt the touch of the minotaur's fur, soft, then her fingers passed through her body as though it wasn't there and she felt the wet blood of the minotaur's insides. She snatched her fingers back in surprise, having to look over them to check they really weren't bloodied.

"This is amazing! You'd be unstoppable in a fight, how would a monster even deal with such a thing?"

Baerinda shrugged lightly. "Not as good as you would think, it becomes harder to fool the senses the more agitated someone is. But, here, where we are all relaxed and comfortable? It works very well."

The illusion reached out and affectionately touched at Fey's chin as the real Baerinda hopped over to Fey's barrel a gleeful look in her eyes. She locked on to Fey's massive horse dick, her fingers twitching with eagerness to get it in hand, which she promptly did.

"G-gods I can barely get both hands around it! hnnff!"

Fey looked around the camp in alarm. She was being fondled right out in the open! The four members of her band, plus two apprentices, along with the seven in The Hammer Horns making thirteen people all sitting extremely close by, yet none of them even glanced her way. Well with the exception of the two other female minotaurs but they clearly hadn't noticed anything truly amiss.

She waved her hand at Flora who was right next to her, the gnome sitting on a small stump. She completely ignored her hand as though she was seeing straight through it.

"What are they seeing?"

Baerinda ran her fingers along Fey's massiveness, her fingertips tracing every tree trunk vascular vein and branch, the heat of it made her heart flutter. It took a moment for Fey's words to sink in.

"O-oh, to everyone else I'm still sitting where I was over there on that log, and you are still relaxing as you were, nothing more. How did she do that in that fox girls drawing, f-fuck I have to try!"

The minotaur hefted the length upwards, gasping lightly at its unexpected weight. A line of precum slowly drip dripped from the broad tip and unable to help herself she reached out with her tongue and gently lapped from it.

"Gods, it even tastes glorious."

The illusion version of Baerinda suddenly leaned forward and kissed Fey, her eyes went round and she resisted momentarily, then the real Baerinda touched her lips to the tip of her dick and began suckling and her eyes rolled up as she relaxed into illusion. The sensation of having a tongue that could go through your own tongue was a strange one and she wasn't sure she liked it, but it was difficult not to respond to the sucking slurping being applied to her urethra. She moaned into the illusion as a cup of precum gushed free and bulged out Baerinda's cheeks hugely causing the minotaur to make a grunt of surprise before pushing her head in and swallowing heavily, the rush of fluid rolling down her throat in one go.

The minotaur came away gasping and panting.

"Fuck, and that's just your precum," she wiped her lips roughly and went back for more.

A noise beside her made Fey pull back from the illusion minotaur.

"What is it?" said the illusion before turning.

It was Astrid, she was staring at a spot slightly to the right of Fey's head, as though looking at someone that wasn't there. A sheet of crumpled paper with a drawing on it was poking from her pocket. The minotaur was wriggling her hips, her hands over her shorts. Her fingers shifted and Fey saw a dark damp patch, a droplet fell as her fingers moved. The minotaur was soaked through, her breath heavy. Behind her stood the last female minotaur who was glancing around nervously as though she wasn't sure she should be there.

"C'mon Astrid, this is silly, nothings happening," said the minotaur behind her.

Astrid ignored her and stumbled forward.

"P-please, I know you're there Baeri, I- I can tell you're doing something. L-let me in! Let me in or- or I'll tell everyone what you're doing," she urgently whispered.

Baerinda ripped her lips from Fey's tip with a splatter of fluid and glared at Astrid.

"God dammit. She's so horny and agitated that my illusions aren't working properly on her."

"Could they have heard her?" said Fey looking around warily.

"It's fine, I caught it in time. But I can't stop her from alerting them if she really tries, people are good at picking up anything that's too amiss."

She flicked her fingers and Astrid blinked, seeing truly for the first time. Her gaze jumped from the illusion Baerinda to the real Baerinda happily fondling Fey's length. The blonde minotaur pouted.

"Baeri! You did this without me?"

"Oh and like you wouldn't? Get off your high horse, or centaur, whatever."

Astrid glared at her but didn't hesitate to pounce on Fey, running her hands down her barrel to her groin, then hesitantly touching at her dick, then joyfully wrapping her fingers around its girth, feeling the size of it up close.

Baerinda not wanting to let Astrid take her spot forced her mouth over the tip, she strained desperately and then with a POP! Her lips slipped over the edge, her cheeks bulging out as the broad head pushed into her mouth. The last minotaur that had arrived with Astrid stood frozen, staring between Fey's upper half then then down to where the minotaur girls were tending her, then around at the camp.

"I- I can't believe you're doing this right in front of everyone!"

Baerinda made muffled noises from around the cock and then the illusion Baerinda turned.

"What's the problem Chloe? they won't know it's happening and what they don't know about won't bother them yes?"

Chloe did not look convinced, still, she couldn't help but have her gaze be drawn back to Fey's lower half where Astrid was whining, her hips shaking as she fingered herself and tongue bathed Fey's length.

"Wh-what about them seeing these two? They came over here right?" said Fey.

The Baerinda wrapped around Fey's cock flapped her hand and illusion versions of Astrid and Chloe appeared sitting by the fire.

"I made illusion copies of them as soon as they spoke," said illusion Baerinda, "I've made it so you can see the illusion too. The others think they just came over to chat then went back to their seats. As far they are concerned nothing is wrong."

Fey bit her lip. These illusions were incredibly powerful and flexible. Almost intimidating in how completely they could fool the senses, whatever Baerinda said she had an impressive and scary ability, she wondered just how far her control over senses went.

She glanced down and found Baerinda trying to force herself further on to her dick, and Astrid furiously tongue bathing her length while trying to fit as many fingers in her snatch as possible, and then Chloe who had just fallen to her knees and buried her face in her large near melon sized balls, rubbing them desperately over her face. This was rather a lot of female attention and she could already feel herself responding, her hips starting to shift.

Baerinda grabbed hold of Fey's length with both hands and began to pull herself onto Fey, impaling herself on horse dick. The cock head filled her mouth, and then it began to edge down her throat, massively distending her, the flared tip visible through her flesh as an obscene bulging ridge. Her hands crossed where Astrid was tending and pushed her aside. Astrid, annoyed at being interrupted, turned and glared.

"Do you mind? This was my section of dick."

"First come first face fucked," said the illusion version of Baerinda smugly.

Astrid did not seem to appreciate this answer and she ripped her hand from her panties and grabbed hold of the horns on real Baerinda's head. The beige furred minotaur's eyes went wide but it was too late to do anything about it. Astrid used her Class empowered strength and hauled back on the horns, the bulge in her throat surged downward, that is until it came up against her sapphire choker, there it stopped, straining against the blockage as the mass of cock was unable to get past the tight ring squeezing Baerinda's flesh inward.

Baerinda slapped her hands frantically at Astrid but the minotaur didn't stop, she grit her teeth and tugged Baerinda's head toward her, then again as the choker stopped her from going further, then again, harder, slamming Fey's tip up against the blockage, her muscles bulging, until she really exerted herself and the dick slowly, gradually, by millimeters, began to shift, and then with a loud snap! The choker broke. All of Astrid's great strength suddenly found no resistance at all and Baerinda was forcibly dragged an entire two foot down the cock making muffled screams around the massive thing stretching her mouth wide and bulging out her throat in its shape.

The illusion Baerinda reacted too, stumbling around and clawing at her pussy as her tongue lolled from her mouth and her eyes danced madly. Fey for her part mewled as she was sheathed inside the minotaur's tight throat with a crushing pressure. It felt like she was encased in a soft vice, a vice that rolled and squeezed as the minotaur screamed into her flesh, the vibration stimulating her further.

"You wanted it Baeri, now you're getting it in buckets, hope it lives up to your expectations," said Astrid with a wicked grin as she shoved the minotaur's horns back then pulled them toward her again causing Baerinda's mouth to rip along Fey's length making the most lurid slurping noises as her lips were forced to snap and slop over Fey's bumps and veins, the greatest of which being her medial ring which was brutal on the minotaur. Butal enough that the illusion Baerinda fell to the ground and began thrashing, her shorts quickly soaking through.

Fey's jaw quivered as Astrid increased the pace, using the other minotaur as a sleeve for Fey, aggressively hauling her back and forth along Fey's length, the beige centaur helpless before Astrid, barely able to keep her self balanced and frantically slapping her hands to the ground as she was tugged back and forth.

It didn't take long for Fey to climax under such a treatment and her cock suddenly stiffened up harder than ever, swelling as a surge of cum exploded up her length. Baerinda's eyes opened as far as possible as she felt the horse dick she was impaled on react, the flared tip swelling larger, the roaring river of cum about to hit. She let out a scream of panic and then the cum geysered into her, her corset bulging, billowing outward as gallons of cum hosed from Fey's dick. The corset became rounded, then ripped apart as the lace holding it together snapped, her blouse coming with it, her belly freeing itself as it grew.

Illusion Baerinda was losing her mind by this point, her hips thrusting into the air even as she squirted so hard it sprayed through the fabric of her shorts.

Astrid grinned as Baerinda was filled, placing a hand on the rapidly expanding minotaur's belly. Larger she swelled then larger still, her belly going from two to three to four foot across, touching down and then spilling across the ground, a great round mass.

"W-wait the fire!" Fey managed to gasp out as orgasm racked her and her eyes rolled up even as a dozen gallons more cum exploded into the minotaur girl.

Chloe who had been busily nursing Fey's balls looked up at that. She blinked realising what the situation was and then thrust out a hand. Baerinda's belly was forcibly dragged to the side along with Fey, just in time as the minotaur girl's rapidly ballooning stomach just missed the fire, instead colliding with one of the male minotaurs, pressing up against him where he sat, bulging over the top of him. He didn't seem to take much notice, an uncomfortable look on his face as he vaguely pushed at the massive beige furred belly pressing up against him.

"Get this blanket off of me, I don't want it. It's not cold enough out for blankets however snug and warm," he said, clearly not seeing what was truly happening.

At last, Fey came her last and fell limp. The now room sized minotaur beside her slowly wobbling and sloshing to a calm as the illusion Baerinda slumped on the ground gasping like a beached fish.

"Y-you're like Flora?" Fey managed to get out between breaths.

Chloe peeked from around Baerinda's belly. "Uhm, no, not quite, I'm just a water mage, and honestly I had no idea that would work, it... it doesn't usually work on most things that aren't water." She glanced at Baerinda's massive tummy. "Or work that well, that felt... I've never had such responsive control before, ever."

She hesitantly reached out her hands and Baerinda began to move, her rounded body rotating as Chloe shifted her, Baerinda's brutalised lips were dragging along Fey's length, viciously tight, until they reached the flared head and Chloe had to exert some real power and then she came free with a SCHL-POP! And a heavy spray of horse cum that gushed from the minotaur's mouth before she managed to swallow and close her throat off. The last of the cum in Fey's length painted a line of white up the minotaur's massive body.

"That was, I've never felt so- so- used!" said illusion Baerinda from where she lay limp on the ground.

Chloe ignored her, her hands shifting and curling. The cum that had come out with the removal of Fey's length lifted up into the air and then to Fey' shock it began to form up, shaping and moving, creating complex angles and surfaces until a small white centaur was standing in the air, floating.

"I- I can't do this! I can't do this at all with water! What is this??" said Chloe staring at her creation.

Fey was looking at it too, she hadn't seen herself quite like this before, she wasn't bad looking in her opinion, maybe even beautiful as centaurs went, her chest had gotten... huge, much larger than she had realised, she had grown significantly both in size and proportion since leaving the dungeon. Still, she couldn't help but admire the quality of the sculpt; it was accurate down to every fold of her blouse. Her eyes were led to the incredulous Chloe who looked like she couldn't quite believe what she was looking at.

"It's not supposed to work like this, my best element is supposed to be water, not- not hecking horse cum!"

"Uhm, my uhm, s-stuff is special I think, it's not like other girls, er, boys, uhm, it's uh d-different."

Chloe flicked her hand and the cum centaur changed shape, a cum minotaur appearing beside her.

"This is... this is power," whispered Chloe, "I could do so much with this."

"So... why not just use it?" said Astrid as she grabbed hold of Fey's back leg.

"I-" Chloe froze up as she found she had no answer.

Astrid snorted and heaved, pulling Fey around until she was on her back, her rigid length slapping up and down against her belly, still covered in cum, connected in dozens of thick cummy strings that broke and parted as her dick throbbed eagerly, excited to be sheathed in a tight wet pussy that Astrid seemed eager to provide.

The blonde minotaur hopped out of her shorts then peeled her panties away from her muff before she slipped across Fey's barrel, straddling her. She placed her palms flat against Fey's rising and falling horse chest, feeling the sheer mass of the centaur, her size, the steady booming heart beat, almost brute like. She could dominate this centaur, despite Fey's size and girth and sheer virility. She almost wished Fey had that kind of personality, but no matter, this would still be a dick to ruin herself upon and then some.

She rocked her hips, her puss so swollen and wet that her inner thighs were soaked through. She wanted, no, needed to be filled with this monster of a dick, and to be filled utterly. She'd had a taste of it with the slime girl, now she wanted the original beast.

She lowered her hips until her puffy puss was touching up agains the hot hardness of Fey's tip, the two trading incredible warmth as with a delicious groan she squeezed herself down. A cup of precum spurted and she yelped as she felt it slosh into her insides before spraying around their pressed together parts, washing away layers of Fey's cum in the process.

"Your mine now... husband, all mine," said Astrid looking up at Fey with half lidded eyes. Then she roughly shoved herself backwards. Her puss flattened out against the tip, her lower lips smeared so wide that her sensitive inner walls pressed down against the boiling flesh, smearing across its surface, her thick thighs jiggling as she shuddered with the sensation.

She grunted and applied her Skills and her puss slowly strained wider and wider and wider until her outer lips met the horizon of Fey's broad cock head and with a sudden rush they POPPED over the edge and Astrid's pussy fully engulfed the tip of Fey's dick.

The minotaur buried her face in Fey's horse chest as the indescribable feeling of Fey washed through her. She keened as every little motion of her body causes the flared tip to scrape up her insides sending lightning up her body.

"I'm s-so sensitiiiive! W-why am I s-suddenly so, hnnnnn!!!!!"

The sound of fluid spattering against fur could be heard as the minotaur squirted.

After a moment of panting and trying to recover herself as her body continued to twitch she felt Fey move. She glanced up in surprise.

Fey's arm was outstretched, and in her hand was Chloe's neck.

"What?" said Astrid. Fey looked... different somehow, more assured?

The hand tightened and with a squeak Chloe was dragged close and Fey gazed into her eyes.

"Use your power, make me something to rut this new brood filly of mine with."

"Y-yours?" said Astrid wondering what the hell had just happened to Fey.

Chloe struggled in Fey's grasp but found the centaur's arm as immovable as solid forged steel, not even throwing her weight shifted the centaur in the slightest. Fey tightened her grip and snarled causing Chloe to let out a strangled gasp.

Her hands darted toward Baerinda atop her room sized throne of a belly. Baerinda began making distressed sounds and desperately kicking at the air. It didn't take long to figure out why, her shorts suddenly shredded away as a huge amount of cum rushed from her rear, filling and ripping apart the cloth before pushing outward, a thick hose of white. Instead of spraying across the ground however the cum collected in the air, forming a wide sphere of semen.

"Yes. Now bring it here."

The minotaur nodded where she was held, desperately concentrating as hard as she could. The cum ball levitated downward and then broke apart, swiftly forming shapes, planks and posts of wood all in alabaster white, accurate down to every crack and granule, snow white chains and manacles even with flakes of rust and keyholes, a shocking level of fidelity. The construction shifted and a mating frame formed.

Fey touched at it and found the creation solid. She nodded and let Chloe go, the minotaur stumbled back with a gasp and stared bug eyed at her creation not quite believing she had been the one to make it.

"Th- this is on the level of an arch-hydromancer! I would get into any magic school in the Queendom if I showed up with this! B-but it's made of, gods help me, it's made of cum!"

Fey ignored the distressed minotaur and shoved her hips forward burying herself inches further into Astrid causing the minotaur to wail. Then she shifted, rolling to her side, forcing Astrid to clutch desperately at her barrel to stop from falling. Fey rolled to her hooves and then stood, the minotaur hanging beneath her. She strode forward and without hesitation jumped her front legs atop the frame. The chains seemed to come to life and whipped out at that, manacles snapping around Astrid's wrists and ankles and hauling her away from Fey's body, stretching her arms and legs out in a star, positioning her at the perfect angle for Fey to mate.

"I'm not your husband Astrid, but you belong to me, mine to pump full, to breed until you are a sloppy milky squealing mess who can't live without being stretched and filled and fucked by me and no one else."

Astrid's breath began to accelerate as Fey spoke, she could see nothing but Fey's huge barrel above her, and looking below between her breasts that three feet of trunk like dick just inside of her, already driving her mad and Fey hadn't even started moving!

Then Fey did.

Hard.

Fey violently bucked her hips forward, the frame shifting to give her the maximum leverage and angle, in less than a second she rammed a full foot of dick into Astrids's cunt, bulging out her stomach, causing her corset to strain outward as a tube of distension rolled up her abdomen. She went cross eyed as the feeling of being penetrated hit her, her nerves going haywire, her mouth opening wide, her legs spasming, the alabaster chains holding her fast as her limbs desperately twitched and strained at her binds.

The gnome was right, already this felt like nothing she had ever felt before, she may have even undersold it. Unimaginable fireworks were going off in her mind even as Fey heaved backwards and her dick was forcibly dragged free, her labia dragged and stretched out with it as her cunt produced a heavy sucking schlucking queefing sound as a vacuum was created.

"HNNNNNNFFF!!! FEYYYY!" cried out Astrid as the centaur thrust forward once more in a long lunge, tearing at her nerves, sending her pussy wild, her clit throbbing and swelling larger, as Fey brutally sawed into her, scraping up her insides and slamming her broad cock head into her cervix before heaving back out.

Astrid howled and screamed as her cunt spasmed and a spray of clear fluid squirted up so hard it splattered against Fey's barrel and scattered off into the air. Flora who had been sitting nearby brushed at the droplets that landed on her face and looked up at the sky.

"Rain?"

More fluid splattered across her face and she scowled.

"Feels like rain, but I can't see any. Hmm."

"HAAAAGH FUUUUUCK- M-MY, IT'S SOO DEEEEP--AGH! HYK... P-PLEASE MOOOOOOOORE!!!"

The gnome continued to wipe fluid from her face even as more and more gently sprinkled atop her. Braddox who was sat beside her turned a questioning look in her direction, his gaze momentarily pausing on the gnome's breasts which had increased in size once again and were continually leaking milk down her front, soaking her blouse and making it transparent, the cloth sticking to her skin and quite visible through it, including the pink of her nipples.

"Is something wrong?" He blinked as a droplet of fluid landed on his nose.

"Hhhhuuhoh my Gooooddds!!!" cried Astrid as her voice rose higher and higher, her legs stiffening up as mind shattering orgasm crashed over her, her hips thrusting in the little space the chains allowed her to move, desperately trying to take more of Fey into her greedy pussy.

Skllrrrt! Skllrrrt! Skllrrrt! Her cunt freely sprayed and squirted.

Braddox wiped fluid from his eye.

"Ah, perhaps a little shower, although it is curious, I'd have thought Chloe would have given us some warning as she is a watermage and has a sense for these things."

Fey's medial ring slammed into Astrid's inflamed puffy pussy and then as Fey grunted and pushed it squeeeezed into her, dragging at her clit and driving the minotaur crazy. Then as the entrance of her womb gave way Fey lurched forward, her massiveness pushing deep into the Astrid's most sacred place.

"F-FuCK!!! Oh Moon! Oh my, OH!! AHH!! OHhhHhHHHHHh!!!"

Astrid's head went back and her tongue lolled from her mouth as her eyes rolled up, the bottom edge of her iris just visible below her eyelid.

"What's curious?" said Averys pausing nearby, he had come around the fire to tend to the food.

"Oh nothing, just a little rain."

The strings on Astrid's corset started to stretch further and triangles of her blouse covered belly started to strain through as Fey slammed inches more into the squealing minotaur, her sloppy bawling cunt convulsing desperately around her length.

Skllrtch-skllrrtch-skllrrtch!

A spatter of clear fluid sprayed up Averys front, soaking through his shirt and ringing against his armour.

He glanced down at it.

"Damn, I should have been more careful boiling the water." He rubbed at the mess of slightly sticky clear fluid with his hand, succeeding in only smearing it over himself further.

By this point Astrid's belly bulge was above her corset and shoving up between her breasts and the base of Fey's immense dick was closing, her near melon sized balls slap plapping up against the minotaur's rear, each thrust violently crashing them into her cheeks causing her round rear to wobble and jiggle with the impact. The lurid noises of Fey rapid brutal thrusting and evacuating of the minotaurs stretched pussy grew significantly louder, creating an obscene cacophony that filled the forest clearing they camped in at near deafening levels.

SCHLORK SKLAK PLAPSTCH SLRTCH SCHLAP PLAPTSH!

Only Astrid's howling wail beat it for volume, her voice becoming a banshee shriek as Fey thrust once, twice, and then heaved forward fully hilting herself in the minotaur up to the base, all three foot of massive throbbing horse cock sheathed inside Astrid's quivering trembling silken folds sending her eyelids fluttering, her mouth open limp, her toes splayed.

Fey roared and exploded into Astrid, her belly instantly ballooning outward, or at least that was what was supposed to happen, instead her corset put a stop to that, and the bulge above it filled out pushing apart her breasts. The corset strained, the strings going thin as they were pushed to breaking point, and then with a snap like a whip crack the strings broke and her corset ripped open from top to bottom, her cum tummy instantly sloshing down to fill the space, rapidly growing, her blouse stood no chance at all and was near instantly torn to shreds by her ballooning tummy.

Fey's back hooves shifted and scraped the ground as she bucked forward with each hosing rope of cum, the entire mating frame being shoved across the ground, the chains holding Astrid's ankles strained taut as she pushed up into her all the harder.

Already her cum belly was filling the space in the frame, pressing up against the alabaster posts and planks and spilling out between in soft bulges. Then the fake wood began to creak, then groan as she grew further still. It wasn't long before the frame started to give, bending outward, and then, with a lurch, exploding apart, the fake wood sent flying and Astrid's belly rolling outward freely.

"AAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" screamed Astrid as she was suddenly freed and Fey fell atop her.

Unfortunately for Averys he was standing directly in the path of the minotaur girl's ballooning mass, he only had a moment to let out a squawk of surprise as a blonde belly rolled over him, trapping his legs and chest.

He struggled and looked unseeing into the mass that was Astrid, seeing something that wasn't there.

"Dammit Chloe get off of me! Why are you so heavy!" Averys continued to struggle, his hands sinking deep into the soft giving mass of Astrid's belly, the illusion that he was seeing not the reality of what was truly atop him.

At last Fey was done, the last rope of cum left her and Astrid's womb grew its last few inches. She slumped against her, breathing hard, satisfied that she had properly bred her mate.

After a minute she cracked an eye. Chloe was standing there, staring wide eyed at what Fey had done to Astrid.

"...Now it's your turn." said Fey with a wicked smile.

Chloe quivered in anticipation, wet rolling down her inner thighs.