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Big Time Antique Collector: Part Two

By Cimmaron Spirit

Commission for Xilimyth

WARNING! Contains: Herm, male to herm TF, hyper cocks, hyper breasts, cock, muscle and height growth, minor destruction, excessive cum, cum inflation, oral sex, vaginal sex, mastubation, orgasms and other such naughty things. If it's not your thing or you aren't old enough to read it, then you might as well run along. Otherwise, enjoy!

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Xilimyth was barely listening to the deer as he droned on about what was happening to her. All the dragon-cheetah hybrid knew was that thanks to a statue she had bought from him the day before, everything had gone topsy-turvy on her.

"So, I've been looking into the statue..."

Where before she was eight feet tall, now she was past ten, and had to worry about bumping her head not just on door frames, but lights and even the rough. While she always had a strong build befitting her shared heritage, now she was beyond simply muscular, with arms and legs that could crush boulders.

"... tracked it down to a certain tribe in Africa..."

Having already having destroyed her bed, couch, chairs and table during her sudden growth spurts made her think that hunks of stone were just a minor step up. Of course, some of that was from a bigger chest, two huge orbs of solid flesh that stuck out like two beach balls under her fur, making it hard to see anything in the bottom of her vision without leaning forward to the point that she felt like she would just fall over from the weight of her breasts. Her wings helped provide some counterbalance, but they weren't exactly growing at the same speed that her boobs where.

"... amazing history about the piece..."

Hell, the dracat even had a dick that would put even porn stars to shame, the massive length swinging between her legs (actually, down to her knees, if it would ever go soft enough for that), and two watermelon sized balls dangling behind them. And, really, she wasn't a she anymore. A... shi? Whatever hermaphrodites called themselves. Xili was most likely just going to stick to She, just to be on the safe side.

"... seems to have bonded to you..."

Just trying to sit and listen to the deer - Cinnamon? Cameroon? No, Cimmaron! - was hard, as Xili could feel a flood of hormones and testosterone and burning desire fill through her body. her legs were feeling weak as she stood there, biting her lip as she could feel her body start once again.

"... not sure exactly how to control it..."

The massive, teacup saucer sized perky nipples were constantly leaking, if not squirting streams of warm milk, and along with the thick pre-cum that never stopped dripping from her cock when she wasn't blasting huge loads across the room, not to mention the juices from her vagina, which Xili could already feel running down her legs again.

"... seems to feed on..."

The haze of sex and musk that filled the room was a constant buzz in the back of Xili's mind and she could feel her body begin to tense up again as she thought about it, which really wasn't that hard...

"... and so, I think..."

Xili bit her lip, trying to focus on the deer. But the pressure was building up so quickly, the heat inside her needed to get out. Right now. This instant. No delay... NOW!

"Uh, Xilimyth? Are you-?" Cimmaron started.

"ROOOOAAAARRRR!!" Xilimyth bellowed. her hips bucked as her cock exploded, a huge firehose blast of white seed rocketing out, soaking the deer that sat in front of her. Her wings shot out, the massive reach smashing into the wall on one side, and into already ruined furniture on the other. The orgasm that wracked her body was mind blowing as her cock pulsed and throbbed, the volcano of cum matched by the two geysers from her chest, further drenching the poor deer in herm cum and milk. Her legs gave out and she landed on her knees with a thud, her pussy gushing more of her sex fluids into the puddle growing even larger and larger.

Even before Xili began to come down from her orgasmic high, her body was wracked by the increasingly familiar pangs of heat and power and growth. Stretching, popping, ripping and creaking fur, muscle and bone filled the room. The dracat, panting as her cock and tits continued to spew cum and milk, could feel the heat racing through her body, her muscles pumping up bigger, her lust being pushed to another level, her cock surging to an even more ludicrous length and width. She folded her even bigger wings behind her, and hoped they wouldn't shoot out again. The damage deposit on her apartment was well and truly gone by now.

The tap finally ran dry (for now), and Xili found herself on her knees, with an inch of her combined fluids sloshing around. Xili's breasts had grown even larger, heavier and fuller in just a few moments. And a minor case of vertigo could only mean she had gained a few more inches of height.

Cimmaron coughed, still trying to get the gunk off of his nice suit, now turned white and sticky from the mess. "Well, I think that answered one question I had."

"What?"

"Your new form is pretty much a constant sex machine," the deer said. "The tribe that this statue was from was well known for their massively increased libido's and sexual drives. I wasn't sure if it was causation or coincidence, but it seems to be the former."

"What about the growing thing?" the now eleven foot tall herm asked. "I don't even know how much I've grown since this started."

"Well, all the members of the tribe were big, yeah. But more like the height you had when I first met you at the store. Eight or so feet? So, something is making you bigger, that's for sure." Cimmaron said, trying to wipe stray strands of cum from his antlers, before shifting on the wet and sticky chair.

"So... is there a way to stop this?" Xili asked, panting softly.

"I thought you said you wanted to get bigger when you called?"

"Well, yeah, then. But I'm basically been doing nothing but cumming, growing, leaking, and destroying my home since it happened," Xili said. The thought of cumming, growing and leaking made her cock suddenly spring up to full mast from its semi-hard state it had briefly reached.

"I see," the deer said, tugging at his collar and coughing again. "By the way, is it hot in here, or is it just me?"

Xili shrugged. Sweat was dripping off her body, through from the constant exertion from her sex drive, the growth, or just the heat, she didn't know. Though the room was hot, though mostly from her fluids and the humidity that was starting to build up.

But it was clear that the deer was having a bigger concern as well. her sensitive ears could pick up the tearing of seams and the ripping of cloth, and to the smell of herself and cum, the scent of the deer, formerly overwhelmed by everything else, was starting to grow stronger.

"Um... did you find anything about what's happening to me being contagious or something?" Xili asked, her eyes squinting at the deer. Was he getting aroused by what was going on? The dracat couldn't blame him, really. She was already pretty turned on about herself...

"Not exactly," the deer said, uncomfortably adjusting himself as politely and discreetly as he could, though it was getting hard for him as he felt warmer and just not right. "As far as I can tell, it's not like just you walking outside will be enough to turn everyone else around you into big cocked hermaphrodites. Though touch may be enough. Digestion could be as well."

"Digestion? Touch?"

"Yeah. The mutagenic properties require direct... contact..." the deer said, his words faltering as he looked down, at his chest, and the large bumps already forming there and stretching the dress shert, two wet spots forming where the nipples were.

The deer blinked, and sighed. "Here we go again."

"Again?" Xili said.

The deer didn't reply, his breath having become more ragged. His body tensed and Cimmaron involuntarily flexed, his sleeves bursting as two massive biceps struggled to push out of their cotton and silk prison. Buttons popped off his shert as Cim's breasts suddenly filled out, shooting twin streams of milk that increased in force as the tits swelled bigger and the nipples became wider and thicker.

The deer bleated as he tried to claw away at the rest of the clothing tightening and constricting around his body. Xili reached forward and with her claws ripped at the growing bulge between the deer's legs, allowing the already hard, pop-bottle thick cock to flop out, before growing hard and long enough for the deer to titfuck himself, had he been able to think even that far ahead. But instead the deer could only reach down to the warm and wet feeling between his legs, where the new herm's pussy was forming, before rubbing at it as it leaked around his hooved hands.

Cimmaron gasped and bleated out again as his cock shuddered and began to shoot it's bountiful load, though still nowhere close to what Xili had pumped out just a moment before, along with a gush of fluid from his new vagina and thick streams of milk from his boobs. His body also began to stretch and morph, gaining a few inches here, a few pounds of muscle there, and turning into a smaller, cervine equivalent to the dragon-cheetah hermaphrodite.

Cimmaron moaned, exhausted, before looking at Xili with bleary eyes. "So... yeah. You can turn other people into herms as well."

Xili wasn't sure even what to think about this now very pertinent fact proven through the most rigorous testing. she was already big, strong, powerful, sexy, and basically a full fledged sex machine. And now she could make more people like that, just from getting some of her cum on them?

Part of her, the normal, quiet dracat that was three feet and several hundred pounds of muscle before, was shocked, embarrassed and ashamed that is what she had become. But the current sex starved, big cocked and boobed herm could only get aroused at the thought of making more people like her, to have even more fun with more people like her...

"Xili," Cimmaron said, interrupting the thought. "I hope you aren't actually considering turning a lot of other people into you."

The dracat gave a nervous smile. "Of course not! Why would I?"

"Because that same thought it going through my mind too, and that is the wrong way to go about this," Cimmaron said. "Because if you even turn a few people into herms, then they will turn others, then on and on until everyone in the world is transformed. Now, you don't want that now, do you?"

Xili didn't want to admit it, but that sounded hot. She could feel her cock want to spew again just thinking about that. But, at the same time, she knew it wouldn't be a good idea. "Okay then. How do we fix it?"

"That... I don't know," Cimmaron said. "I will need to look into it more, that's all I can say." The deer groaned. "Though... that will have to... wait until..."

Cimmaron barely got a chance to finish his statement before his cock violently pulsed, his balls lifted up, and he cried out as he came again, about fifteen minutes after his transformation. His boobs also began to squirt milk and his new vagina began to gush, adding to the mess in the room. Even as his body was being racked by his second mind blowing orgasm since being turned into a herm, his body was already beginning to push outwards, making him taller, more muscular, and with basketballs on his chest and between his legs.

Cimmaron panted as the sudden, unexpected orgasm came. "Okay... so this could be harder than I thought..."

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With Cimmaron busy on his laptop, carefully balanced on the new firm table he had at eye level while he trying to get a hold of a researcher, in between his almost perfectly timed cum shots and milk geysers and pussy leaks, Xili was left to her own devices again. This mostly included pawing off, the heat and sexual pressure that kept building up in her body constantly had to be released. It was only after Cimmaron arrived and been transformed that Xili realised that her orgasms were just as regular as the deer's, basically clockwork, and adding to the ocean that was now forming throughout the apartment, almost five inches deep.

But it was at the point when her height hit about 15 feet tall, and her body looked like someone had taken a basketball pump and inflated every muscle in her body beyond what should have been physically possible, that she realized she was starving. It had been hours since she last had a decent meal, and with all the exertion her body was going through, it needed some fuel.

But cooking was right out. She could barely fit in the kitchen in her apartment, and she wouldn't be able to focus on making anything. And her fridge had already been stripped of food earlier in the afternoon of leftovers and any other snacks she might have had, though Xili could barely remember it. She had already checked several times since then, hoping by magic something new might show up, but to no avail.

So, that left the last option, ordering out.

The giant dracat grunted as she got up, crouching low so her head didn't just pop through the ceiling into the apartment above her's. The thought crossed her mind about what her neighbors on either side must have thought about the noise, the smell, the constant splashing. But it was the middle of the day. If anything, everyone was still at work, shopping or otherwise away.

Xili reached the phone, which looked comically tiny in her hand, and use the tip of her claw to carefully push the buttons on the piece of plastic. But as she tried to remember the phone number to the Chinese place a few blocks away, she could feel her body start to heat up. Her cock began to pulse, her tits began to gush again, and a waterfall began from between her legs before she let out a massive roar, and orgasmed once again, adding several hundred more gallons to the thick, sludge like white mess in her home. She had gotten better with her wings though: they jumped and flapped out a couple feet, but they didn't go for a full wingspan. So, maybe she was coming to terms with it too?

She panted after her body surged slightly bigger, only to look down to see that the phone in her hand had been crushed to pieces in the throes of her orgasm, crushed into small plastic bits and broken circuit boards. Xili grumbled, and tossed the phone into the ocean where her couch was, though it was in two large pieces after one of her first orgasms and growth spurts had flattened it.

She looked over to see Cim, his own orgasm having just come and went, still engrossed in trying to find an answer to their predicament. Xili was jealous how the deer could still keep focused even as his balls churned and tits ballooned bigger. Whenever she did cum, and it was very regular at this point, her entire body seemed to shut down to focus on growing and splooging everywhere. So either the deer was able to push through it better than she was, or he was really good at hiding it.

But her rumbling stomach got Xili's attention again, and she grumbled, before she remembered her cell phone. She didn't know where it was, but it had to be around here somewhere...

She noticed it sitting on the counter of the kitchen, untouched by any of the sexual chaos all around it, much to the dracat's surprise. She went up to it, bumping into the island of the kitchen, her hip and rock hard bubble butt making it bend and break. She paid no attention, and instead tapped the screen, struggling to punch in the password, constantly hitting the wrong buttons with her fingers there were almost the size of the phone, until the tiny electronic device clicked open.

Xili wasn't going to risk destroying the phone this time, and instead opened up the voice interface. The cheerful little bing to let her know that it was recording was almost a comfort.

It was easy enough to tell the phone too look up and call the restaurant. But actually talking to the person, a heavily accented Chinese man, was a much bigger problem.

"I'm sorry, what you want?"

"Two of everything," Xili rumbled.

"Two Order 2's?"

"No, everything!" She could feel her cock starting to swell. Had it really only been fifteen minutes since she last came?

"Order 2's?"

"I want... two of -" she grunted, as her heavy breasts began to gush milk, and her hand went to her pussy and began to rub her sensitive clit and push into the wet folds "-everything on your menu!"

"Okay, okay. No need angry!" the woman said. "Be there in 30 minutes."

Xili's grip on the counter tightened, her claws digging into the cheap countertop as her climax drew near. "T-thank.... YOU!" she bellowed as she came again, trying to reach the phone to turn it off, but this time instead smashing it, and the rest of the counter as her muscles ballooned even bigger and her strength grew once again.

"What was that?" Cimmaron called from the other room.

Xili panted as her orgasm subsided. "N-nothing," she finally managed to rumble out..

The deer didn't reply, instead moaning as he came again.

Thirty minutes passed, along with a couple more orgasms, but no food. Two more cock splurges and pussy gushes after that, and still no food. Xili grumbled as she thought maybe she gave the wrong address when finally there was a knock on the door.

Cimmaron looked up. "What's that?"

"Food!" Xili cheerfully exclaimed, running to the door.

"Wait, you ordered food?" Cimmaron asked.

"Yeah, I was starving! I got enough for you to. Maybe," Xili said, as she reached the door to her apartment.

"Wait, whoa!" Cimmaron said, standing up from her chair, sending the laptop bouncing offer his massive boobs (and barely catching it before it landed in the lake in the apartment), before trying to race to Xili. "Don't open-"

Xili nearly tore the straining wooden door from it's hinges, and let a cascade of their combined spunk and milk race out the hallway, sweeping the poor hapless fox delivery man off his feet and face first into the voluptuous, hyperphallic dracat, the bags upon bags of warm Chinese food still in his hands.

"Uhh... I have... your... food," the fox said, his muzzle resting into the tight cleavage of the herm, who's boobs were too big to even let her actually walk out the door at this point.

Cimmaron, hooves splashing in the six inches of fluid that was rushing out the door, down the stairs, and throughout the building, finally got to where Xili was. "Well, it's too late for him. Bring him in, I guess."

"Too late for what?" The fox asked, as he was dragged into the room, and the door closed. "I have other orders to do!"

"You're going to have a lot more bigger problems, and very soon," Cimmaron said.

Almost as soon as the deer said that, the fox suddenly began to tense up, panting heavily, before with a gasp and yip, he suddenly came, a large wet spot forming where the tent in his jeans stuck out, and his polo shirt with the name of the restaurant he worked for being pushed out as the new herm's boobs came into play.

"I'll explain..." Cimmaron grunted, feeling his own, five and half foot cock begin to leak pre even faster than a moment before. "Just need... too... cum!"

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Xili scarfed down box after box of fried rice, noodles, chicken balls and eggrolls as the fox herm, named Roger, was slowly rubbing at his new clit, trying to take in all that was happening.

"So... just by touching your... cum, I turned into this?" Roger asked, his other hand fondling his new leaking breasts, which weren't exactly big compared to the boulders on Xili's chest, or the beach balls on Cim's, but were still full and heavy. And where the fox was a rather average 5'8" walking in, now he was at least six feet tall, only a bit over half as tall as Cim was now, but absolutely dwarfed by the 15 foot tall giant, crouching in the huge mess the room had become, sitting sprawled on the remains of the island where the food was as her still spurting cock, about the same size as Roger in length and as thick as his waist, continued adding to the lake in the room. Her wings stretched out a bit, if just to make it more comfortable to sit where she was.

"Pretty much," Xili said, shoving her mouth full of more food.

"This... this..." Roger started, before moaning as he cummed, his load from his foot long cock and grapefruit sized balls bigger than any ordinary person, but miniscule compared to the barrels that Xili could fill. He also flexed bigger, his lithe frame now looking like a beginner wrestler working on hulking out. "This is... crazy."

"I know, right?" Xili said, as she tossed the box of food away, and grabbing the two litre of soda, struggling to open the top before just slicing the top off, and dumping the contents down her throat. "It's... like... I dunno. A weird dream. If I could actually reach my other arm, I'd try to pinch myself." Xili demonstrated, flexing her gargantuan muscles as she tried to move one arm to her other. But the size of the muscles and the huge tits on her chest made it impossible.

Roger's cock surged up again from the sight, almost as it had a mind of it's own. "So... is there a way to fix this?"

"I'm working on it!" Cimmaron bellowed as he came again, panting, before wiping the milk from the laptop screen. "I finally got a hold of the team in Africa, and they are talking with the tribe that the statue came from. See if they know anything. But that was an hour ago."

"So... what?" Roger said, looking to the deer. "Do we just sit here and cum and stuff while waiting?"

"Pretty much, yeah," Xili said, dumping a whole box of rice into her mouth, before letting out a loud belch. Her hunger momentarily sated, she sighed, only to cum again, surging even larger as she did.

Roger was right in the line of fire of the spasming cock, and was quickly drenched in the seed as the cock flailed around. The fox wiped at the cum on his eyes, accidently swallowing more that landed in his mouth. It was hot, creamy, a bit salty, and surprisingly delcious.

The fox blinked, and looked up at Xili, the gargantuan dragon-cheetah panting and sweating from her most recent blast of cum. Roger thought for a moment, before standing up from the ruined chair he was sitting on, before nearly falling as he tried to get used to his new center of gravity, and walked over to Xili.

"What are you doing?" Xili panted, looking at the fox with bleary eyes.

"Well... Just a thought," Roger said, going up to Xili's left tit, and licking at the nipple that was the size of the pop bottle that she had just downed, and getting a taste of the milk, which was just like the cum without the salty taste, and even creamier.

Xili gasped, the shudder sending out a wave through the cum filled room. "Ohhhh, that felt good," she rumbled.

Roger grinned, and began to lick and suck the huge nipple again, making Xili moan out, her back arching as her cock shook and pulsed, but didn't cum quite yet.

"Ah ha!" Cimmaron said, standing up, his antlers jabbing into the ceiling of the room and the laptop being thrown away, and this time landing in the deep ocean of cum. "I finally have the answer!"

Xili looked over, as did Roger, though Roger kept licking the huge nipple, sucking down the milk that shot out, each large enough to overfill his mouth, and forcing him to keep swallowing just to stay on top.

"So, basically the only way to stop the growth is to get off!" Cimmaron said, jerking his head to pull it free from the roof.

"But... I've been... cumming... all day," Xili said through gritted teeth as the fox continued to suckle as best as he could from her huge boob.

"That was just involuntary, the body more or less going through the motions of over stimulation and hormones and stuff. You know that feeling of lust and stuff that never goes away, even after you cum?" Xili and roger nodded. "Basically we need to totally get rid of that feeling. Just cumming isn't enough. No, it needs to be outright sex. Doesn't matter what, really, just enough to get you to go all out."

Xili looked Roger, then back to Cimmaron, and the dracat sighed. "Had we known that, say, four hours ago..."

"Yeah, yeah," Cimmaron said, walking over half crouched to avoid sticking his antler's into the roof again. "But, it will stop the growth. Might reverse it a bit, but not too much," Cimmaron said, as he straddled Xili's semi-rigid cock, his own cock nestling into her cleavage, and oozing pre just inches from her muzzle. "There are other things too."

"Like what?" Xili asked.

Cimmaron only grinned, before reaching down and stroking the huge log from between her legs, making it spring upwards. "Why don't I just show you?"

Xili gasped, her back leaning up against the counter for so long finally crashed it. But she was so big now that her head barely got wet from the mess of the room. Roger, trying to cling to the boob he was sucking on, was launched upwards, and landed beside Xili's head,

She tried to look at what the deer was doing, but her breasts were in the way. All she could tell was that Cimmaron was inching backwards a bit, the hoofed fingers stroking and massaging the huge cock, the deer's pussy dragging along the turgid length and leaving a trail of feminine juices on it.

Roger stood up, before looking down at Xili. "So... ummm... Like the deer said..."

The dracat couldn't help but giggle at the large, busty, well hung, muscular fox being all ashamed. "C'mere," she said, using her hand to push Roger to nestle in between her breasts, his cock hanging just inches above Xili's muzzle. Her tongue reached out and began to lick the fox length, before Roger shifted again to point his cock straight into the massive herm's mouth, and pushing in a few inches.

Xili moaned as the hot length, covered in the combined spunk of three hyper herms, entered her mouth and she began to suck on it, the thick and long cock seemingly perfect for her size. She let her tongue work up and down along the length, her sharp fangs playfully toying with the fox's cock, making the much smaller fox yip and moan as he was played with.

But she gasped herself, muffled by the fox's cock, as a hot, wet and tight feeling suddenly constricted over the tip of her cock, and suck in a foot of the log almost instantly.

Cimmaron panted above them, though neither could see the deer. "So... the... growth..." he groaned, "apparently... can let... someone take cocks much... bigger... than they... are!" the deer groaned, his belly distending and even pushing his boobs off to the side as Xili's huge cock was pushed in deeper and deeper into Cimmaron's vagina.

Xili could feel the tightness around her cock as the deer pushed more and more into himself. This is what it must have felt like to put on a condom, just one that was alive and pushing itself on. Xili could feel Cimmaron's heartbeat, pulsing body and shuddering gasps as the deer only got about half of the six foot dracat cock into his body, before starting to pull out and almost having Xili's cock slip out, before slamming down again. The tight, eight pack abs that Cimmaron had gotten from the muscle growth was now more or less gone, and as Xili's steady precum began to ooze out of her cock, the belly began to extend even further out.

Roger had grabbed what he could of the ruined counter and began to pump his cock into Xili's mouth. The young fox was in bliss: sure, he'd been sucked off once or twice before, but a blow job from a giant cheetah dragon with tits that were the size of beanbag chairs and a cock that wouldn't have looked out of place as a cannon in a World War Two documentary. It was too much for the young, college aged fox, who had only stumbled on this sexual insanity because of his need for a job to pay off student loans. Roger gasped, bucked once, twice, then groaned as his heavy balls dumped their load down Xili's throat, his own boobs beginning to squirt out more milk, his folds dripping wet as he came again, and this time the little fire that was burning inside him finally began to flicker, then, after ten long minutes of cumming, finally died. The fox flopped back between the two massive mounds on his back, exhausted, gently groping wherever he could of the mountainous boobs behind him.

The deer was close as well. The feeling of the huge log that should have been improbable, going into the vagina he grew a few hours ago that should have been inconceivable, and stretching out his body in such a lewd manner that should have been impossible was too much for the antique store owner-turned living condom. The huge turgid cock stretching and filling him, banging against every oversensitive spot in his body, finally was too much. With a bleat, the deer then began to ejaculate, spewing his much larger load all over Xili's tits and stomach, on Roger's head and body, and everything in front of him, pouring out a river of milk down over Xili and Roger. If it wasn't for the cock that was wedged into his tight folds, his pussy would have also gushed out as well, but only a few streams managed to escape the tight seal.

The feeling of warm cum running down her throat and over her body, as well as the ridiculously tight deer squeezing and clamping down on her sensitive cock was too much for the dracat. The over productive, virile cum factories that lay half submerged in the eight inches of cum that was mostly their doing began to heave. Xili's entire body began to flex, until her hips bucked, throwing Roger from his perch and nearly forcing Cim through the ceiling. Xili let out an ear splitting roar, making the glass in the windows of the apartment shatter, as her body finally let out all it had.

First, her breasts launched twin firehoses of milk that were so strong they shot straight into the air, through the ceiling and into the apartment above. When she moved, the twin streams also moved, slicing into the roof with just as much pressure, destroying the room above them, until after a good ten minutes, the pressure dropped enough that, while it hit the roof, it didn't slice through it. Her pussy also let out a waterfall that would have made Niagara blush, and quickly added their own bounty to the mess the room had become.

Unfortunately for Cimmaron, the it was a lot. The first shot made the little bump he had from the pre look like a drop in the ocean. His stomach bulged out, as if he was nine months pregnant, then began to balloon bigger, wider, fatter, until cum was pouring out around the cock lodged inside him. Xili shifted enough that her cock swayed back to where Cimmaron had spent most of the day, and another massive shot of her cum forced Cimmaron to launch off, the overloaded deer landing with a massive cannonball splash in the middle of the room.

Xili's cock continued to cum for another half hour, as all the backlog her massive testicles had produced was finally let loose. The door that Roger had been dragged in through earlier gave way, starting to drain the apartment of all the spooge that had built up almost to 14 inches deep in spots. Huge globs of cum stuck to the roof, the walls, everything that was still standing in the room. It looked like a massive tank had burst, covering everything in sticky, thick white gunk. But it was all cum and milk, with a bit of vaginal fluids mixed in.

Xili's body, finally spent, collapsed into the draining liquid. She looked up to see Roger passed out, his foot and a half cock just no longer leaking preseed. Over to her side, just past her boobs, she could see Cimmaron, groggily trying to stand up as his overfull belly tried to push out just the part of Xili's load the deer had managed to take.

Cimmaron finally just flopped onto the floor with a sigh. "Well... that should be done. Hopefully not that many other people were turned into herms because of this."

Xili yawned, and grinned, looking up at Roger, softly snoring. "Oh, I don't know. It's kind of cute. We should try this again some time," she said, winking at Cimmaron, who stared wide eyed in shock.