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It had been several days. Several days since Nocturn had gone through one hell of a transformation. From the small and lithe mare she once was, spending a single night in that flower stomach had turned her into the gal of most people’s dreams. With luscious curves that flowed smoothly from head to toe, to a new curve in her groin with a size that most people would lust over, this mare now had it all. What she didn’t have when she returned home that night though, was clothes. Nothing of hers fit, so over the last few days, she had spent her time locked up at home, ordering new outfits like mad so she could return to her diner.

It wasn’t all bad though, while she was getting a bit lonely, she got to experiment with her new body and see just what she could do. She found that she was now much more pliable, able to stretch over things and toys that she once found difficult or a challenge with ease. She also noticed how much more hungry her loins were. Once a mare that could be sated in a single sitting, it was now taking her near hours to sate the beast that hung from between her legs. Maybe it was what that plant had stuffed into her nuts, for while everything was normal about her body, well, as normal as a herm mare could be, her nuts looked rather lumpy from their ordeal. Having examined herself, she found that she had a large quantity of eggs swimming inside of her cum tanks. During these last few days, she had tried to get as many of them as she could out, but found that only a couple would leave at a time by her own devices. Having one to look at though, she had made quite a few discoveries about what was laid inside of her body.

Those thoughts, and many more aside, had given Nocturn a wanton lust for someone. Someone that in the past had always been the top in their relationship, often leaving the poor mare in a mess by the time she finished. Well, now it was time to get her back.

The days passed by quickly as Nocturn awaited her new attire, the change in clothes helping her feel quite confident that she could return to her diner. With a long skirt and some baggier tops, she felt she concealed her new additions quite well, or as well as one could when they suddenly gained 5 cup sizes. But she was finally back at her diner, the smell of food wafting through the air, and her customers walking in one by one. Of course, even with her new clothes, she did receive a lot of comments on her new body. Some loved her new look, others questioned if she had performed acts of voodoo upon herself, and others drooled at her lustfully to the point where she swore someone called her Mommy.

The mare just giggled at the compliments, endeared by the kind comments and even more so at those that did prefer her previous look, but were encouraging to her enhancements. But there was one more that she wanted to see today, one that would make her night back all the sweeter.

“Well, well Nocturn. Look at the curves on you.” That sultry voice that withheld more confidence than Nocturn could ever hope to have called from the open door, and there she was. The blue and white mimic, Feroso Italia, standing at the entrance, her sharp eyes gazing at Nocturn from head to toe as she made her way inside. The mimic gave a rather impressed smile, making her way up to the mare with a confident strut.

“My sweet girl, you’ve gotten some enhancements. Mmmm, I could just take you now and let these people see how sweet you can be.” While Feroso was being quite playful, there was a bit of baiting she was doing to the mare. The mimic was known for her deviance even outside of her club, and when she was around her closest friends that deviancy would become much more obvious. There was a lustful look in that mimic’s eyes, one that was almost trying to claim Nocturn as her own without even touching her. The mare wanted this though, she wanted that mimic riled up and as feisty as she always was.

“Well, you can experience just how fantastic they are tonight, at my place. But until then, down girl!” Nocturn snorted at the mimic, a smirk on her face as if she knew something Feroso didn’t, her fluffy tail brushing up against the mimic’s loins before gently swatting her on the nose. She had Feroso’s attention, as the gentle tail swat made her stagger slightly, the mimic not expecting such a reply from who was normally quite a submissive mare. Nodding softly, Feroso gave a knowing smirk as she turned around, making her way out of the diner without another word. There would be plenty to have once they met that evening.

The rest of the day went as smoothly as expected. More compliments, plenty of customers glad that the diner was still open, and yet more catcalls to her new assets. All of it Nocturn could handle, but the true test was just about to start. She locked down quickly, making her way to return home. Lo and behold, as she rounded the corner and turned up to her front door, there was Feroso. Dressed in her usual purple latex suit, the mimic seemed rather imposing, but tonight wasn’t her night, it was Nocturn’s.

“Took you long enough. I thought you weren’t coming home tonight and had been swept away by some stallion to sit on.” Feroso teased, the mimic giggling to herself as the mare made her way up to the door. Nocturn gave her own little nicker in retort, smirking at the latex adorned mimic as she stepped inside. While that had been a damper on previous encounters of theirs, there was no way that Nocturn was going to miss out on this. Both of them swiftly stepped inside, and without a word Nocturn turned and made her way down a hallway Feroso knew all too well.

“Oh? Want to get started right away? Fine by me.” The mimic purred softly as she followed right behind. The hallway was dark, too dark to see anything in front of her, but Feroso had been down it enough that she knew how many steps to take, and where to turn so she could find the light switch. Well, she thought she did, but as she reached for the switch something grabbed at her wrist. The mimic gave a surprised squeak before her arm was tucked behind her and her other hand was grabbed, joining her arm. She soon found that she was stuck, arms bound behind her and unable to move. She grunted and pulled at the ropes, confused as to what was going on. Her confusion grew as something kicked her in the back of the legs and she fell to her knees, something holding onto her bound wrists to keep her from face planting into the carpeted floor.

“Oi! Nocturn! Is that you?!” The mimic sounded a bit annoyed, she thought she was going to top again. How could she do that while tied up? A flick of the switch Feroso had reached for told all. It was Nocturn, that cheeky mare having bound up her friend and holding the rope like it was one long leash as she walked in front of Feroso. The mimic was stunned. Nocturn had managed to change her clothes, and here she was standing in jet black latex coating her from shoulder to hoof. Everything of hers was covered, except for a plump, fat sheath and a massive pair of nuts that dangled down in front of the mimic. Feroso stammered for words, before the mare put a finger to her mouth.

“Shut it. You’ve always had the first word, and you’ve always been on top. Well guess what?” The mare leaned in, hissing softly into the mimic’s ear. “You’re my cocksleeve tonight.” Feroso didn’t know what to say, she just sat there bewildered at how such an innocent mare could turn this dominant.

“Good girl. Now, it’s time for you to take a good taste of what’ll be wrecking you tonight.” The mare held the mimic upright as she stepped closer, her hand winding around the rope to make sure she couldn’t back away as that fat sheath of hers was stuffed right into Feroso’s face. The mimic turned away for a moment, before she gazed into that abyss. Her nostrils flared, filling them with the scent of a stud, a breeder, of something that wasn’t to be taken lightly. But she didn’t obey, this mimic looked up at Nocturn with a rather defiant look, smirking at the mare. She either didn’t believe that Nocturn had it in her, or she was challenging her.

“Suit yourself.” The free hand grabbed Feroso’s by the hair firmly, and forced her face into that sheath. The mimic groaned as her snout was tucked into that musky hole. All she could smell and taste was that stallion scent, that earthy and slightly sweet aroma filling her taste buds. It was incredibly moist in there, a drooling slime coating Feroso’s lips and nose as she felt something soft press against her lips. She knew what that was, and tried to keep her mouth closed as best she could. That wouldn’t stop it from pushing at her though, the mare taking a step back as she softly nickered above. Her loins churned, leathery sacks bumping into Feroso’s neck gurgling with excitement, as the mimic’s snout was pushed free from the tunnel by Nocturn’s new cock. It looked flared, even though the mare wasn’t at full arousal, and as it grew Feroso’s eyes went wide at just how thick it was, let alone its length. Easily as thick as the mimic’s leg, that cock had to be at least two feet in length.

“How about you get those pretty lips open, mistress has a load for that gut of yours.” The mare let go of Feroso’s hair, gripping her chin and smirking down at her, fully expecting her to obey. She knew this mimic’s weakness, and a fat, flared horse cock was certainly one of them. But again the mimic disobeyed, smirking up at Nocturn with that defiant look and keeping her lips held tight.

Nocturn just snorted, nostrils flaring at her friend as she smirked back, relishing the challenge. “Well then, guess we’ll have to start here.” The mare tugged on the ropes, pulling Feroso onto her back as the mimic watched the mare reach down to her own latex suit. With a simple zip, Feroso’s own cock was freed from its sweat soaked prison, wafting that mimic musk right into Nocturn’s face. Feroso knew she had her, Nocturn was always a sucker for it. But the mare didn’t seem to be phased. Instead she looked down at that mimic cock and gave a soft tisk.

“Now then, this won’t do. Guess I’ll have to get you all worked up.” Holding onto the rope tight, the mare stepped off the mimic and went to a nearby dresser. While Feroso would try to get herself up, she found that with her arms behind her back, that was a lot more difficult than she thought, especially since Nocturn returned quite quickly with some sort of bottle in her hand. She coated her free hand with it, that arm that was already shining from the latex, now glistening like it was in the sun. She gripped that mimic cock with her hand, and Feroso could feel that she had just oiled her arm, that slippery grip holding her cock so her rope hand could steady it. Two digits danced around the tip of that hungry spire, the mimic closing her eyes for a moment and groaning as they slipped inside. Her cock was stretchy at any stage, the mimic’s ability to take in quite large objects astonishing Nocturn in the past, but now it would be the tool to get what she wanted.

Without any warning, those two fingers turned into an entire fist pushing its way into that pink cock tip. Feroso groaned, her hips thrusting up slightly as her cock was stretched open. Deeper and deeper that hand went, slipping in with ease thanks to the mimic’s natural ability. The mare just watched Feroso, cooing softly as her pet squirmed on the floor, unable to resist as Nocturn’s fist dove down into her shaft. As she did, she could feel that cock beginning to thicken, blood pumping into it as she felt the beat of the mimic’s heart all around her arm. Her hand twisted, bringing about another groan from the floor, as she pulled her fist back just a bit, before plunging it even deeper into that gooey urethra. Feroso’s balls gurgled loudly, confused as to what was happening to her cock. Something must be being fed down to them, but the food kept pulling away. Up and down that mare’s fist went, the soft schlucking of her hand in that urethra teasing Feroso. It felt like she was cumming, then being backed up all in rapid succession. The sensation and the rush easily getting that spined spire to its full girth.

“There we go, that’s what I wanted.” The mare chittered softly as she pulled her hand out with a smooth schlurp, popping her fist free from that now gaping urethra. “Since you didn’t want to open those pretty little lips, guess I’ll have to fill up these first.” Her hoof pressed against those massive mimic sacks, rolling those cum filled balls around underneath them, lightly stepping down on them to bring a small groan to Feroso’s lips. With her hand still glistening in oil, Nocturn gripped her own shaft and began to stroke. Pass by pass, her hand coated that flared shaft in oil, bringing a shine to it that matched the latex she was wearing, but it was when she grabbed Feroso’s cock that the mimic began to think she might be in trouble.

“N-now Nocturn, you know I was just kiddiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!” Feroso’s words were cut short, as that mare crammed the tip of her tree trunk cock right into the mimic’s. She hissed as her legs kicked out, her cock stretching wide as that horse cock invaded her urethra. Groans came from both girls as their cocks met, one swallowing the other as the mare pushed firmly against her tied up partner. Feroso’s eyes shot open as she could do nothing but watch as that flared bulge passed by her tip, and slowly pressed its way down her spined shaft. Inch by inch disappeared, swallowed by that hungry spire as Feroso’s own cock muscles began to betray her. What used to be her best weapon for swallowing things, now were gulping down on that equine spire, tugging it deeper and deeper into her loins. She hissed sharply, trying to relax her taint to stop giving Nocturn this hole to fuck, but the sensation was too intense.

Nocturn also found it hard to resist. Feroso’s cock was begging to get stuffed, and she wanted to do just that, so who was she to say no. She continued to press forwards, both hands holding onto Feroso’s shaft to help it spread as her flared tip dug deeper inside, until PLOP that medial ring joined it. The mimic quivered violently, a micro orgasm rocking through her as she could do nothing but take it. More and more of Nocturn’s cock disappeared, until she felt those hungry cock lips pressing against her groin. The mare sighed contently, looking down at the mimic’s shaft, seeing it stretched out, bulging from the absolute beast of a shaft she just shoved inside of it. Then she looked up at Feroso. The poor mimic was leaning back, her tongue flopped out of her mouth as she made what sounded like a groan. That cock was deep, the tip of Nocturn’s flared behemoth lodged deep inside Feroso’s testicles. She could feel that cock pulse, the beat of the mare’s heart hard enough that she couldn’t even feel her own shafts pace anymore.

“S-Such a good girl taking my cock like that. I guess you’ve earned your reward now.” Nocturn sounded tired, the mare having gone from simple acts to this was quite a step, but she wasn’t going to stop. Slowly, she pulled her cock back out, and Feroso groaned so deep her voice changed octaves. It felt like Nocturn was pulling her balls out through her urethra, tugging from the core of Feroso’s being out through her tip. Thankfully, she didn’t pull out much further, but she did push back in. A sudden thrust brought about a surprised gasp from the mimic, as her cock was now a hole for the mare to fuck.

SCHLIP…… SCHLIP…… SCHLIP… SCHLIP…SCHLIP..SCHLIP.SCHLIPSCHLIPSCHLIP

Her pace started out slow, but as Feroso’s cock started to loosen up and slicken up, it began to increase. For the mare, she had never experienced anything like it. She could feel Feroso trying to cum her out as she pulled out, and feel her trying to swallow as she pushed in. That mimic cock hole was desperate to be filled, and it didn’t care if it was a snack or another cock to fill it. Over and over again Nocturn thrusted into that shaft, stretching that urethral canal down to the mimic’s sack with that bitch breaker of a cock.

Feroso couldn’t believe it. It was just a couple nights ago when Nocturn had been glucking on that fat shaft, now here she was, cock of her own, fucking Feroso’s. While she wouldn’t admit it, it felt absolutely amazing. Feroso always liked stretching out her cock, but there were very few that would actually engage in cock fucking with her. It was one of those that Feroso wished she could do more often, but enjoyed greatly when she did. Except normally, she was the one fucking the other. It was new for her to be on the receiving end of it, and she could see stars flashing in her eyes each time Nocturn pushed her third leg balls deep into her shaft. She could feel her own balls beginning to churn, that potent tar like cum bubbling to the surface, only to be pushed back down by that flared head splashing against the surface. It was a strange sensation, like she was cumming constantly, but not actually releasing anything, only getting more pent up. It didn’t take her long to realize that she was starting to swell. Her balls backing up with that thick of a cum began to stretch her sack out, making her whine as she was desperate for a release.

Nocturn smirked as she heard that. That whine for freedom that she’d never receive, especially after what the mare had planned. Scooting her hoof up, she gently pressed it down against those swollen sacks, kneading it with the firm hoof, only making Feroso whine all the more.

“Awww, does my little pet want to cum? Well too bad, you’re not getting to cum at all tonight. In fact, these balls are going to be packed full by the time I’m done with you.” It wouldn’t be too much longer, Nocturn could feel her balls gurgling between her legs as she too got close to orgasm, and the first part of her payback. Grunting sharply, she thrust her hips firmly against that mimic spire, making sure she was getting every inch of that cock tucked inside. With her hoof, she could feel her tip inside of that sack, and that was just enough to push her over the edge. With a loud neigh, the mare’s balls pulled taut, and her cock flexed hard. But nothing came out, at first. Her flare bobbed in the pool of mimic cum, urethra pulsing and smooching out, but no seed exited. Feroso had closed her eyes in anticipation for the torrent, but as she felt nothing but throbbing mare cock, she opened them to look down. That’s when she realized why.

Large bulges were moving up from Nocturn’s taut sack into her cock, stretching out Feroso’s cock even more. One, two, ten, she couldn’t count how many there were in Nocturn’s sack, but they were now on a mass exodus, pumping up that cock and into Feroso’s. The mimic groaned as she felt that first egg plop into her sack, then the second, then the third. The eggs felt gooey inside both the urethras, but they seemed to firm up slightly as they dropped into her cum. More and more eggs plopped free of that mare cock, stretching against the walls of Feroso’s sack as they began to absorb her cum, growing in size as they landed. Nocturn hissed happily, the eggs she had been filled with many days ago when she was given this cock now being laid, pumped into the sack of her friend. It felt such a relief, but Feroso looked a bit concerned at her now bumpy sack of eggs.

“Ahhhh. There you go. A nice sack full of mistress’ eggs. They were pumped into me when I ran into that plant, and now they can grow to size inside of you. You look so pretty with balls full of my eggs.” The mare cood happily as she gently rubbed her hoof against that bulging mimic sack. Easily now twice as large as before, those eggs shifted around, some growing, some being shifted by the growing brethren as mimic cum was absorbed into their fleshy skin. Feroso shivered slightly, her balls clenching around them, feeling the slimy texture of the eggs inside instead of the thick tar texture of the cum made her feel slightly uneasy. “These aren’t going to like, grow to massive sizes and ruin my balls and cock will they?”

“Oh no dear, in fact most of them are already as big as they will get to be. They are just seeds and need sunlight to grow more. Pretty sure they aren’t getting that in your nuts.” As she spoke, Nocturn slowly began to pull her cock free from the mimic’s. Having been stretched out so much, Feroso didn’t seem to put up as much of a fight as before, but as that flared head exited, the POP echoed slightly in the room, leaving that gaped mimic cock to flop to the side, spent.

The mare gave a soft coo as she gently reached down, feeling her deflated sack with a hand. “Looks like I’ve got some more left. Now be a dear and open that mouth of yours for mistress, I’m not done with you tonight.” Nocturn hefted her shaft up and pointed it right at the mimic. That drooling urethra puckered at her, gaped open from laying so many eggs, a thick slime easily leaked out and smeared itself on Feroso’s snout. It smelled quite sweet, with a hint of that flowery aroma that probably was thanks to the plant. Once again though, Feroso smirked up at the mare and kept her trap shut.

“Sorry Noctie, one cock fuck doesn’t make you the top tonight.” And with that, her lips were sealed, permanently smirking up at the horny mare. Again though, Nocturn didn’t retort, she just smirked back before stepping back, rolling that mimic sack under her hoof, and catching one of the larger eggs underneath it.

“Do you know what these eggs are, my dear? No, I imagine not. They belong to a plant that feasts on sexual juices, squirt, cum, the like. Now, you felt how these eggs soaked in your cum. Do you know what happens when one of those eggs bursts? Do you know how much cum these eggs can hold in them? Do you want to find out?” The mare’s tone was sharp, and as she spoke, her hoof slowly pressed firmer down on the egg. Feroso winced slightly as the pressure on her sack was enough to make her groan, but having the extra force of the egg trapped put just that extra twinge in there. Nocturn watched, gauging Feroso’s reaction to see if she’d break, but while she groaned in slight discomfort, her mouth kept shut. At least until Nocturn fully put her foot down.

SPLURSH!

Her hoof met the floor, and the egg burst, and a torrent of cum began to fill inside of that mimic sack. Feroso looked down in shock, as she felt her balls growing more and more with what she thought would just be her own cum, but as Nocturn smushed on a second egg, it was quite clear not.

“Not all these eggs grew inside you dear. Some grew while inside me. So let’s see how much cum your sack can really hold.” One by one, she continued to smush eggs, the mimic’s balls swelling further and further with the gallons of cum exploding from the eggs inside of her. Feroso strained to hold it together, her face contorting in a mix of discomfort as she wanted to let out a moan, but she didn’t want to give Nocturn her mouth. It was a fight with herself, and on the tenth egg, she gave in. She moaned for no more than a moment, before GLURK that fat flare cut her off.

“Good girl.” Nocturn purred down at her as she forced that jaw open, her flared head pushing over the mimic’s tongue, holding her mouth open. Gripping her rope, she tugged Feroso up, pulling her up against the mare’s bed so she was back on her knees, eye level with that thick equine spire. The earlier fuck had made Feroso’s gullet coated in spit, and as Nocturn’s thick cock began to drool her strange egg slime, those lips slickened up all the more, and the mare’s hips pressed forwards and began to stuff that shaft down Feroso’s gullet.

GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK

The mimic tried to keep up, but her earlier defiance had put Nocturn in a hungry mood. If Feroso wasn’t going to behave, she was going to be punished. Punishment one, throat fuck her. She felt that cock plunging down into her guts, her neck bulging out with the massive size of that shaft spearing into her stomach, pushing down against the walls of her gut until it tucked itself into her small intestine. The mimic groaned softly around that cock, trying to steady herself to get herself in a better position to swallow this beast, but Nocturn wasn’t letting her catch up. With her snout tucking into the mare’s sheath and two feet of cock stuffed down her throat, Nocturn gripped Feroso by the hair and turned her inside out.

GLURK GLURK GLURK GLURK

There was barely any time for her to breathe, as Nocturn railed into those lips. Tears welled at Feroso’s eyes as she tried to keep up with her pace, but Nocturn was like a mare possessed. Her nostrils flared, snorting as she smacked her hips over and over again into those lips, her cock turning Feroso’s esophagus into one long cock sleeve, and her stomach into the mimic’s new womb. Feroso could feel that cock pressing out on her belly, that latex suit unable to hold this back, pressing outwards each time those lips kissed sheath as Nocturn railed into her friend. Feroso’s chin began to stain red, as those balls smacked her over and over again, those strong hands holding her there, leaving her unable to try and back away from the brutal face pounding.

Her balls, already swollen beyond belief, began to gurgle, as the mixture of mare and mimic cum began to bubble up, the need to cum building from Feroso, her arousal growing from how rough Nocturn was being with her. There were very few that could do this to Feroso, but those that could do it, and do it right would get this mimic to cum hard when treated this brutal. Nocturn was now on that list.

The mare huffed as her hips flew, pounding over and over again into her mimic’s mouth as her cock tugged, scooped and stuffed her throat and stomach in and out of her body. Her legs quivered, hooves shuffling around as she tried to hold her footing. As she steadied herself, she accidentally stepped on one of the eggs, bursting it, and filling those mimic nuts again. Feeling her nuts swell, Feroso closed her eyes and groaned, the sensation making her tighten up, and her throat clench around the invading equine shaft. Nocturn nickered in excitement, she had found a way to get her even tighter, and her hoof began to dance around, finding more eggs to crush, keeping that throat nice and tight. As she did though, she’d find it harder to get footing as that mimic sack surged outwards further, her latex-like flesh groaning as it stretched to accommodate the new load.

Nocturn could feel her own load getting ready. Those balls that smacked Feroso’s chin read beginning to tighten up, clenching up into her taint as her tip began to flare out once again. “Fucking take my eggs you slut.” Her words hissed out, as Nocturn crammed Feroso’s snout right into her sheath. The mimic squirmed, her only slight source for air now cut off, leaving her without any breath to take as Nocturn’s cock throbbed. Once more, nothing came from that tip, that throbbing urethra just smooching out into the air of the mimic’s stomach. Then it all came at once. One by one, eggs pushed up Nocturn’s shaft and into Feroso’s mouth. Each one stretched out that throat even more, looking like deep gulps of food being passed down into her stomach. One by one, they piled into the mimic’s gut, but given how many Nocturn had already passed, it was only a matter of time before she returned to firing blanks, having left a couple dozen in the mimic’s belly. But that didn’t mean her orgasm didn’t end, she had her own cum supply now. Her prostate began to work overtime, as her sack swelled for a moment with thick mare cum, before her cock pulled it right up and shot it into the mimic’s belly. It was only a couple of pulses, but it was enough to get those eggs growing. The two dozen eggs grew in size, absorbing Nocturn’s cum and stretching out that mimic belly, bulging her out enough to look like she had a small baby bump.

Nocturn panted, staring down at her toy. Feroso looked exhausted. Her eyes were welled with tears, her lips were anything but taut, and her expression looked weary. But she wasn’t done. Nocturn wanted to give her one more load. Slowly, she pulled back on her hips, tugging that thick shaft right up out of Feroso’s mouth. As that head popped free, the mimic gasped, coughing up spatters of saliva and cum as her lungs filled with air. She took in deep breaths, sighing up at Nocturn as she leaned back against the bed for a moment, before giving her one more cocky look.

“That all you got?”

That was enough for Nocturn.

“Well, my little broodmother. That is not all I got. I was going to let you rest, but since you continue to defy your mistress, I guess I’ll have to fuck the only hole you have left.” Tugging her up, Nocturn hefted Feroso up to her feet, and tossed her face first onto the bed. The mimic didn’t resist, her strength and ability to move long lost to the brutal throat swabbing she had received. She was at Nocturn’s mercy, and she loved it. She didn’t expect, though, to feel that cock tip poking at her ass, without having removed her latex suit.

“It’s a good thing you have such a depraved taste in latex suits. Because it allows me to do this.” With a firm thrust forwards, Feroso gasped as that suit of hers was stuffed right into her ass, along with that fat equine shaft. She could feel it stretching, the material pulling against her body as it was crammed deep into her bowels. She knew it would be able to take it, but that didn’t mean it would be easy for the two of them. Feroso was forced to lean back with the material, while Nocturn didn’t notice a thing. Once more, she just stuffed that cock balls deep in the mimic, her hips resting firmly against that plush latex coated ass, before she began to pound into her again. A firm slapping echoed around the room, as Nocturn’s hips thrust over and over again into that mimic. Feroso groaned yet again, her ass thankfully the loosest hole of the three, and the one that could take that fat shaft with the least amount of stretching. It did work her open enough, that thick log of a cock working her plush donut around it as Nocturn’s shaft crammed deep into the mimic’s intestines. She could feel it pushing up into her gut, bumping up against her little egg baby bump, shifting them inside of her stomach.

Nocturn didn’t have as much gusto though as she did earlier. The mare was beginning to tire out, her legs started to ache from standing and thrusting so much, but she carried on, determined to finish this mimic off. Her pace showed her exhaustion, instead of a firm plap, it was an occasional slap against that ass, but she kept on going, cramming every inch of cock into that asshole, filling her up again and again. Soon though, Nocturn could take no more.

Unlike previously, there was no waiting, as the mare began to cum, it poured right out of her tip, and what they both thought would be a small orgasm, ended up being something so much more. Nocturn whinnied, feeling her balls clenching against her taint for the final time, as cum didn’t dribble, but rushed out of her tip. For the first time since she grew this cock, she was pumping her own mare seed, and it was coming out thick and heavy. The latex suit around her cock strained for a moment, before it began to expand. A thick bulge of mare cum rushing up through those mimic bowels and intestines. Feroso groaned, feeling her stomach expanding further as the load grew larger and larger. She quivered, her belly pressing outwards to lift her slightly up off of the bed. That’s when it burst into her stomach, and things began to shift. She felt odd, as the eggs inside of her stomach began to shift around, moved upwards by the bulging sack of cum filled latex until they popped into her throat again. The mimic gagged for a moment, before one egg popped out of her throat, then another, then another. She was vomiting up the eggs against her will, and shortly after came her own latex suit, bulging with cum right out of her mouth. It expanded further as it spread out on the bed, the mimic passing out from pure exhaustion as her suit continued to stretch out of her gullet, cum stretching it further than even Feroso had done.

With a soft pant, Nocturn felt her orgasm subside. Her balls, still a massive pair of basketballs dangling between her legs, churned with yet more seed that had yet to be unleashed. She was surprised at her own production, the amount of cum enough to turn a mimic like Feroso into a blimp, her belly bulging out to the point where she didn’t have a baby bump, but she had full blown triplets in her gut. Slowly, Nocturn pulled her cock back out, that fat spire softening at last, the mare’s goal sated. Cum splashed out of that ruined mimic sphincter, drenching Nocturn’s bed in her own seed. There was no moving that mimic, stuffed with cum in her guts and eggs in her balls, she was too heavy to move to the couch to sleep. While she had been the mistress, she wouldn’t sleep like one, but Nocturn still felt good. Now she wouldn’t always be the one taking it from Feroso, they were on equal footing, both able to tame the other and leave the other passed out from exhaustion. As she walked out of her room and to the couch, she watched her softening cock flop around.

“I wonder, what else can I do with you.”

But that’ll be a story for next time.