VI: Stuck between feathers and a hard place

I don't tend to stay up all night for any reason normally, maybe I did it twice in my life and only when I got a new game that I really wanted to play and that was then taken away as soon as dad found out I was still awake at six in the morning instead of being in bed. That game didn't last very long to be honest, it was pretty bad and boring once I look back at it. The only times when I stay up are when I really want to sleep but there is no way my brain decides to do that, or my body isn't tired enough, dragging the night for longer than it has any right to, most of those days I wake up after two or three hours of sleep at best, one I got no sleep at all but that was because I was going to get a surgery and got too nervous to actually rest. Then there is today: not only I didn't sleep, but I am not even tired, as if my body has decided I had to go and run a few miles before getting in bed. Too bad I didn't, well, I did do my exercises at the gym but that was about it. When insomnia hits, I don't know what is the cause, this time I actually do: Mina is coming here.

Now, I don't have any clue as to why dad has said yes to this trip of hers, I know that she has to buy something in the city that is found only here but why did he agree to let her come alone and stay for a couple of nights? I mean, she has some pretty convincing methods she can use on me or Natalie but he's our dad so those methods are out of the question and she wouldn't try them under any circumstance. So why did this happen? I mused over the possible reasons and I came to the conclusion that I really didn't care about why and cared only that it was going to happen. Mina had come here once before when I was still in my first year to have a look and see if she wanted to study some other major this college has, and then she didn't feel like it. The item she is here to get this time around is also a mystery that I will have the chance to figure out in... five hours. It's six in the morning, she won't arrive anytime soon and I am in bed anxiously waiting for her train to arrive with nothing fun to do.

The excitement I knew was building up inside me had also caused some pretty big side effects in the form of my body having far too much energy to use, as previously noted, which in my case meant that after roughly an hour of bad sleep, the only hour I actually got to enjoy, I 'woke up' with an insistent morning wood case that turned my sheets into a tent, a wet tent to boot. I could only lay down and wait for it to go down or ask someone, but it was far too early for that. I liked having my lovelies around, too bad for me throwing them out of bed just because I couldn't deal with a boner this early in the morning wasn't something I wanted to do. Well... there was someone I could ask, or rather, wait for to tend to this: ever since last month when I had found Lan in a bathroom stall in the gym I went to, hungry for cock, I decided to be nice and give her what she wanted whenever she wanted and since we were roommates, well, it was a very convenient setup for the both of us. As the smell of her favourite thing in the world thickened in the air, she sniffed and slowly but surely began to wake up, her stomach grumbling in hunger, muttering something under her breath, dreaming of something pleasant. When the concentration of musk reached the breaking point, I heard her groan loudly and wake up, taking a deep breath that made her feathers stand on end, ruffled, messy, her thighs stained with her lust. I didn't even need to move since the horny raven zeroed in on my cock in the darkness by herself, following the smell of sweat and freshly brewed cum. Her steps echoed in the otherwise silent room and moments later I felt her weight rest on my bed.

"Hungry?" I got no response other than the soft moan of a hungry slut and the feeling of her tongue on my shaft, expert strokes that went from the base all the way up to my tip. I relaxed, my hands moving all by themselves over my chest, tugging at my nipples to make me moan and shiver like I liked to, milk squirting all over the place, making another mess of her black feathers on top of the one my cock was doing. "Come on Lan, I am not going to wait for you to get working all day, I have stuff to do." She whimpered and I felt her beak open wide, her breath more laboured as shots of pre splattered in her mouth rather than on her face. "That's it, good slut." After seconds of preparation, she began to push downwards, her throat squeezing inch after inch of flesh, the warmth of her breath washing over the remaining three feet she had to shove inside, her tongue pressed against the floor of her beak so much cock was inside her. Lan gagged a little but over a month of training helped her a lot, breathing through her nostrils in short bursts as the shape of my tip lowered until it was inside her stomach, impaling her and still she had more cock to go. She bobbed back and forth, using her whole body to give me the blowjob I wanted and trying to milk me for the breakfast she needed, two feet of shaft bulging her and shot after dense shot of pre filling her up real good. "To the base Lan." I knew she could do it but wasn't willing, intent on getting the most out of me with the smallest amount of work, squeezing pleasantly only on half of my shaft. "Naughty birds don't get their meal unless they work for it." I grabbed her head and held it steady while I pulled back until only a few inches were nestled inside her and then I pushed back in. Inches were added with every thrust, her throat rising and falling time and time again, her eyes rolled back from the strain of taking me three quarter of the way. As the last foot was almost down her gullet, I picked up the pace and the wet sound of my balls slapping against her chest and chin made themselves known along the squeaking of the bed's springs. "That's it..." She relaxed every part of herself except her throat, squeezing, teasing, milking, swallowing everything I had to give her. At some point I had ran out of cock and started mashing her beak against my crotch, the heavy stench of seed and sweat clogging her lungs more than the constant smell of sex that hung in our room, no, my room. "Still hungry?" She whimpered, nodding as much as she could, gurgling with each pump of my nuts down her gullet. "Fine." I slammed myself home one last time and hissed, the first shot of seed burning its way inside my shaft, making it bloat and thicken yet again and turning her stomach into a sloshing mess of spunk within the first few seconds. I didn't stop throat-fucking her though, riding my orgasm while she squeezed even more for her meal, my balls heaving whenever I shot another gallon or two inside her, colliding with her pregnant-looking belly over and over. "Good birdie." After a minute I pulled back, shooting one last overly dense gush of seed all over her face and chest, coating those pretty feathers in white spunk like every other day of the week since she had blown me at the gym. "Go and get me the towel, I don't want to make a mess of the floor again."

"Yes Daddy." She nodded and struggled to get on her feet, her belly so bloated she did look at least eight months pregnant with twins, bending her back to balance the weight, groaning and moaning still while she went and grabbed the fresh towels from my wardrobe, her thighs drenched in the results of her orgasms. "Here." She handed it to me and I dried most of myself before tossing it into the bin with the others. "Did you have a good dream?"

"No, didn't sleep a wink. Get the curtains please." Another nod barely visible in the darkness of the room and then light flooded it: I squinted my eyes and looked the other way until I adapted to the difference in lighting. "Water." I held out a hand and felt a full glass enter it a moment later. "Thanks Lan." She chirped as hard as a raven could and giggled, rushing to the bathroom to get her morning shower, a necessity if she didn't want to go around the campus drenched in cum and her fluids for the whole day. As pleasant as that was, she'd never hear the end of it, not that going around nearly every day with a huge paunch and her breath smelling like cum constantly wasn't something the entire university wasn't able to find out within a week. The first day she had come home and expressed her worries that people would start to figure out why she reeked of sex all day long and asked me to cut back on the whole training I made sure to have her go to class with a huge paunch, oozing musk from every feather she had on her, a plug keeping all of my seed inside her for the entire day. She stopped complaining the day after. I sighed and drank the water, putting the glass on the nightstand. "So tired..." A yawn echoed, immediately drowned by the sound of the door opening and closing and the skitter of talons on the floor as Lan rushed out to the showers before anyone could see her.

I waited a good minute before getting up and stretching, every giggly bit doing their thing and milk dripping all over my stomach in thick spurts, forcing me to get my bra and the padding to stop it before it got too bad once again. Once I was done, I stretched again, for real this time, hearing pops and cracks all over my body, a little weird, but it felt so good. I looked at my bed and at the most recent of the messes I had done on it, the bedsheets rather soiled in seed and female fluids here and there, mine and hers and Vee's from the other day. Since it wasn't too bad I left it there, laundry was tomorrow and saying that I didn't like how it looked or smelled would have been a big fat lie: week after week of no restraint since Lan was one of us now, had kind of taken a toll on the room and if having me inside before didn't already make it smell like balls on a constant basis, now it reeked of me. The smell of cock and cum overpowered everything, keeping me pleasantly flushed and half hard, a bit of an annoying thing when I had to get clothed, but since I wasn't wearing anything other than my personal birthday suit at any time when I was inside it mattered little. Oh, the freedom of being naked in my bed, of not having to wear anything when I was studying, of the looks of that damned raven when I listened to some music and danced... it was paradise. Of course she was naked too, more for my own pleasure than hers, Cyril and the others had the same idea and whenever they visited or stayed the night it was a mess of clothes on the floor and a good few trips to the laundromat the day after. For the pleasure of having that kind of freedom, a few bucks spent washing it was well worth and... the working lizards did always offer to pay and most of the times sneaked a few items for their private times. If clothes were at risk, the walls were well past that, stains of seed on nearly every surface and even on the ceiling, result of a few dozen condoms broken every now and then. It was messy, it was bad, I loved the fuck out of this so bite my fat ass. No wait... I don't have a fat ass anymore, almost forgot about that! Ok, it's a bit of a lie: gym did help me but I still have a big ass, just less so than before. As much as I love working out, I have been told time and time again I must keep a minimum of softness so that the others might enjoy it. Can't say I blamed them.

If I flexed I could see muscles bulge out and my hips didn't look so fat, that bit I missed somewhat, but, all things considered I was looking good. Of course, the main thing everyone looked at were either my tits or my crotch but that was another thing completely.

"I wonder if Mina will like it." She loved softness, her own body proof of it, though for more biological reasons and my own personal love for her squishiness more than lack of exercise and excess of hamburgers. "Now for the wait of the century." Five hours to go. "What to do, what to do indeed." Five hours is a lot to fill in when you don't have much to put in to pass time. Luckily for me, the answer came from the heavens themselves: a message from a certain dragoness from a certain gym. It went like this: _I'm going to buy new clothes and I thought you'd like to get some as well, since I haven't seen you with a different shirt or bra for the past two weeks. Care to join me for a quick shopping spree?_The answer was obviously 'yes' because, well, I did need some extra clothes and panties and whatnot, plus it would take a few hours and... the shop was just two blocks away from the train station. Talk about luck, huh. "Shopping it is then!"

"Shopping?" Lan poked her head from the door just as I was getting dressed, her feathers sticking to her skin after her shower, giving her a 'wet cat' kind of look, meaning she seemed to have lost quite a few pounds in one minute.

"My sister is coming over and I've got time to kill, so I'm going to go and shop with a friend in the meantime." She nodded weakly, still running a towel over her drenched feathers, suppressing a moan here and there whenever she went over her swollen belly, the cum I had shoved in sloshing and swaying in her midsection. Such a good look for her. "I'd like to see the room tidied up for when I'm back Lan."

"Ok, sh-should I open the windows?" Lan flashed me a look that said 'please don't', or rather, screamed for me to let the room stew in my sweat and smell for a few more days without changing the air.

"No, just put whatever is out of place where it belongs." I put on my armoured panties and slipped in my comfy pants, straining as per usual with shoving my crotch into a tight space, grunting and squeezing and cursing my body once again. Lan just looked. "As for you..." The raven gulped loudly and stared in silence. "I'd like you to get presentable for my sister, take the plug and use it, preen yourself, wear nothing else. Be at the twins' apartment ready for us to come."

"Y-yes Daddy."

"Good." I gave her ass a light squeeze, finding little to no purchase in her skinny frame aside from a weak moan when I did so. She'd have to gain some weight and put it right there and then she'd look way better: skinny all over but with a tight waist and a soft, squishable and fuckable ass. "I'll be off." The last thing I saw in the room was her rummaging through the box I had put under my bed and taking out a large pink plug, the widest point half as thick as my cock and shove it under her tail only to get another one and insert it in the other hole. It wasn't for training, I just liked her when she bent over to get something and the plug stuck out from her dark feathers.

I had my keys, I had my wallet and my phone and less than half an hour later I was in front of a very large building, a mall, quite new from the looks of it, bustling with people coming and going all over the place. I sat on a bench and waited there barely five minutes before I saw the red scales of an exuberant herm in her mid-thirties make her way towards me. I couldn't help but stare at her as she walked, the crowd parting around her not because she was big or muscular or anything, but rather because she was wearing the most skimpy of clothes I had seen on someone in a very long time. The person that had made the design for those... things, wasn't thinking of comfort, practicality or anything of the sort, it was as if they had imagined a herm and went with the route that most emphasized our body: a shirt that doubled as a bra, reinforced and pushing up all that good stuff, her pants were tight, not slim, tight, making every inch of her crotch, from her balls to her cock, stand out even more than normal.

"Hello Nyla." She almost hugged me with the same titanic strength she always used in the gym, threatening to crush me in her arms, but this time she limited herself to a more sombre pat on my back that somehow still hurt like hell.

"Hi Dylan." The dragoness gave me a coy look as she waited for the obvious question. "What's with the getup? Planning on giving the entire city a show?"

"Not entirely... this is a present from my husband." She turned around and showed me the back part of her dress which, much like the front, did all it could to encompass and highlight her features.

"Your husband? Does he like having you being stared at?" Or something more?

"Very much so: he says this way he can flex on all of them, brag about how beautiful and how well equipped down there I am." Dylan blushed like a little girl, giggling, her tail wagging behind her sweeping the floor. "He's such a romantic guy."

"A romantic guy with an eye for the excessive. Isn't this just a tad too much? I can see your everything." I could even see the outline of her nipples. As for that, I'd have to concede the point that even with a bra on a bad day people could see mine with just as much ease.

"That's the point!" I felt a slap land on my ass. That hurt a little. "Come on, let's get shopping. I have a surprise for you." Oh god... She grabbed my hand and began to drag me behind her.

Dylan let go of my hand eventually but didn't slow down in the least, whizzing through the many long halls of the mall without checking any of the shops around us, headed for a specific spot somewhere on the third floor. I did manage to get her to walk at a more regular pace and got my moment of rest, looking at a few bookshops and interesting stalls here and there before she stopped and I slammed into her, my tits squished around her head and torso, straining my bra and shirt so much I heard a few threads snap and pop from the impact. She wasn't fazed all that much but she did grope me, causing squirts of milk to leak into the pads I put in, almost too much for them to absorb all at once. She pointed at our left and grinned, that wide friendly grin that she took out only and only when she was about to do something horrible to me or to others, a fake smile of friendliness that hid a darker, scarier meaning. Normally it meant extra reps. I turned my head and saw the name of the place and the contents of the displays and my jaw hit the floor: "Bigger&Biggest, for all your needs". If the name wasn't already bad and tasteless or a thing to worry about, the items put on display were even worse, somehow: bras, panties, underwear, shirts, pants, everything normal in a clothing shop, just... five times bigger. Now, one could mistake it for a plus-sized people oriented business, there were many, but this one wasn't one of those: it was clearly aimed at another type of 'plus size', as the tags and descriptions read something on the line of 'for growers and showers alike' or 'guaranteed stress tolerance for heated situations' or even 'scent dampening pads'.

"Dylan what the hell is this?"

"This, Nyla my dear friend, this is a hyper clothing shop, for all those that by nature or by choice or even by mistake, ended up with some assets that are a tad too big or hard to deal with than normal people." She grinned wide, pointing at her own tits or at my crotch, copping a sneaky feel again before she entered and the bell over the door jingled pleasantly. I sighed and entered: the smell of freshener and an almost hidden, deeper, muskier undertone that didn't come from the clothes or the people themselves assaulted my nostrils. As weak as it was, it hit my nose like a truck and felt incredibly good. "Hi Colin!"

"Dylan! Good to see you!" A mouse with a petite body poked his head from the door that led to the storage room of the shop and skittered towards us. At first I didn't think much, he was cute and small, smaller than Mina at barely five feet three, but once he was in full sight I could only be shocked by the package he had somehow squeezed into his pants, possibly a foot of soft cock crammed in a pair of tight jean shorts, resting on top of two melon sized balls all squeezed up to the point I could see every twitch of those orbs. Naughty. Guess Dylan bought her pair here as well... "I see you have brought another customer." He looked at me, scanned me, not with the lecherous glare of any other person but the calm, calculating and laser-like gaze of a professional eyeing a hefty stack of bills walking in their shop.

"Yes, she's a trainee of mine and since she has done some progress I wanted to give her a small present."

"I see, I see." Colin the hung mouse clapped his hands together and rubbed them, eager to start.

"Present?"

"Right, didn't tell you: congratulation Nyla!" For what? "For having completed half of the training regime I prepared for you and for losing fifteen pounds!" What. "It's great progress, a little over the plan I had originally made for you so I felt like giving you a little something to celebrate."

"You... you didn't have to." I may have blushed.

"Oh, come on, it's a present from a friend and well, you kind of need proper clothes. You said to me more than a few times that you have been running out of panties and pants lately due to random boners." I blushed: sure, I might have been a bit of an exhibitionist these days but having a stranger hear about my issues like that wasn't something I wanted to be subjected to, unless I was the one bragging about ruined pants... The mouse didn't even blink at the mention of shredded clothes from unwanted erections. "Don't worry, no one is being judgemental here, I came to Colin exactly because of that the first time and it's not like he's been privy from that problem either." Colin flashed a wide smile, his cock flexing inside his pants, stretching them but not tearing the fabric in any way.

"I made this shop for folks with hyperism years ago and trust me, I have seen far worse." Another clap of hands. "Enough chit-chat girls, what does she need? You already said panties and pants, but from the smell I might also suggest some bras and milk pads." I had to give him a weak nod. "That much is easy, I've got everything here." He glanced at a rack of bras in the far end of the shop and not just any bras: a wall with all sorts of colours and sizes, thick or thin, but all of them way above any average cup, starting at a DD and going up. I was an E right now, since I hadn't had the chance to drain but seeing that I was barely at the lower end of the spectrum he catered to had a weird feeling to it, plus seeing the 'deal for multiple sets of breasts of any size' didn't help. "Unless you're pregnant or planning to be in the near future, we have some nice bras, for sport and daily life." The mention of pregnancy kind of threw my thoughts towards Mina, who was coming, and the countless nights and loads spent thinking about her, gravid and heavy with my eggs. I didn't want to think of that but my brain was kinda messed up from the anxiety of finally seeing her after months and anything was enough to kickstart the same issue that Dylan had taken me here for. In the shop the loud sound of fabric snapping in multiple places echoed far louder than I wanted and a moment later I saw their eyes dart towards the growing erection in my pants. Colin cocked an eyebrow while Dylan giggled. "Well then... shall I prepare the... heavy duty set?"

"N-no!" Quick! To the rescue of my dignity! "It's just that I am kind of nervous, my sister is coming over and..."

"Oh, she's the one you'd want to purchase the set for?" He merely asked and the flood of pictures of a pregnant Mina forced to waddle so heavy and big her belly was only made me grow more, my balls visibly swelling and stretching my pants. Now he cocked both eyebrows, his nose twitching as the smell of arousal overpowered the freshener in the air. So this was what caused that musky undertone... another mystery solved by the oversexed herm dragoness.

"Sorry." I sighed, calming myself at the best of my abilities until the growth stopped. The damage was done and through the almost torn fabric they could see my cock throb and the huge stain of pre on my leg. "No bra for her but I might need those clothes soon." Colin smiled again, his own cock growing, thick as his own wrist all around, still not making even ad dent in his pants. Dylan patted me in the back.

"She's a bit of a trigger-happy girl."

"Alright... let me think." He stared at me again, more this time. "We have a shower with an already large base package and tendency to grow... you will need a super stretchy everything from the waist down." Hearing that didn't help my embarrassment for being such an easy tease either. Sorry for being a horny girl, damn... "How often do you drain your breasts? How much?"

"Well, ehm, I like to do it daily and last time I checked it was over a couple gallons or so but I don't exactly use a machine to... fix the issue." He nodded, presumably knowing what I meant by that. After all, the best way to drain the girls, both above and below, was to have someone very hungry at the end to receive what they had to give.

"Then I'll show you a few bras and other items but before that, I'd like to know you sizes before I can start taking out the clothes themselves, I already have a past with folks that are embarrassed and ruin more than a pair of pants just because they didn't want to admit their maximum size. Herms in particular seem to underestimate how much they grow." Colin snorted. "The one trick for this business is not the amount of hypers that are around, we're a rare breed, but the number of sales I make with those few customers. As resistant as my merch is, a few incidents or a big mistake and most need an entirely new wardrobe."

It was again a tad embarrassing to tell him the maximum extent I had reached over these past few months of newfound growth, even more to tell him that it was only when I hadn't had a good wank in a while or when I edged myself for a bigger mess afterwards. The fact that I had gotten to two feet across for the girls below and could get a tad over four in length made him cock his eyebrows more than once and remind me that, even though my chest was average among his clients and my cock was on the bigger side of the spectrum, I was in no way the biggest he had. I didn't know whether to take it as a compliment, a way to calm me down, or just a statement that I was, among the hyper population, not all that much. Somehow I wanted to take it in the latter sense, meaning that in some way I was kinda normal, even if only between the more freakish of individuals.

As he was measuring me for the base size, meaning I had to strip and actually toss another pair of shredded panties and pants, a customer walked in and waved at me and Colin, barely fazed herself by the fact that a naked person was being fondled and sized up by a hung mouse in short shorts. I, on the other hand, wasn't so used to being around big people to not accidentally pop a half-chub in front of her, mostly due to the fact that the rabbit girl had removed her sweater and started trying on bras not even ten feet away from me, for both her sets of tits. I gulped and stared, making her blush a little as she unclasped two bras that were two cups bigger than mine, both of those freakish tits wobbling pleasantly, nipples puffy and with areolas the size of my palm. Colin had to move to her, leaving me half naked for about ten minutes as he helped the poor rabbit clamping those heavy duty bras over and over to save her time. I got a wink from her when she walked out. After the pants, which took roughly an hour to get all the details right and to let myself be convinced by Dylan to let her pay for this alone, we moved onto the bra section. I had to clean my scales from the leaked milk and had the chance to drain the girls with a, and let me be clear, with a 'on-site breast pump'. I'm not joking: the mouse had a pump for breast milk specifically for clients with milk issues and it was even a comfy pump to boot. The more time I spent here, the more I realized all the problems I had in my daily life, all the size issues, everything, it could all be dealt with easily by him. After the drainage I shrunk to a more 'human' DD cup while Dylan talked about how he was one of many that suffered like me when he was young and wanted to make it easier for us in some way, thus leading to his badly name shop that was definitely the right place for a herm to go to. Being big himself, he knew what not to do, even with a trigger happy girl like me, minimizing the touching whenever possible. It actually felt good at some point, then my phone rang and Mina came up on the other line.

"Mina, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" I could hear her voice being far more cheerful than she had the right to be, meaning something was afoot. "I arrived a few minutes ago at the train station." I looked at the clock and it wasn't nearly close to eleven in the morning! She giggled and went silent for a moment. "I lied to you Daddy. It was a surprise."

"Mina..." I sighed so heavily my chest caved in and my anxiety skyrocketed to Jupiter. "I'm busy, I can't come and get you."

"Oh, don't worry Daddy, I'll come to you, just tell me where you are." I was almost tempted not to tell her but Dylan stole my phone from my hands and Colin blocked me, preventing me from getting it back as he was on a pedestal to be able to reach my tits comfortably.

"Hi, I'm Dylan, a friend of Nyla... no, I'm not that kind of friend..." Oh god, she was asking those kinds of questions. I'm so dead, so, so dead. "I'm getting her some clothes." There was a pause. "Not that kind of clothes, normal ones." Oh god. "Yes, of course you can come here! By the way, what's your bust size?" OH GoD!! "Ok, bye." She hung up the call and then tapped something in a message. "I sent her our location." WHYYYY?? "Don't look so scared, it's just your sister."

"Do I need to get out the maternity wear?" NOOOOO! She shook her head and he shrugged. Why was no one bothered by this? Why was he so calm and asked such a private question like it was asking if I wanted a sandwich?

"How are you not weirded out?" Colin sighed and got on his tiny feet, measuring tape flung over his shoulders. "I mean, you just asked me if you have to get my sister clothes for a pregnant woman..."

"You get used to this kind of stuff after a while." Another shrug and he grabbed a 'small' bra from the section and gave it to me to try. "It's common for herms and hypers to engage in sexual relationships when we are young, especially during puberty." Managed to skip that part, Yay! "It's a purely physical reaction to hormones and so incest is quite common, mothers, sisters, daughters and sons, it's actually rare for someone of your size and potency to not have children already." He smiled and stole a few sniffs here and there, possibly squeezing and measuring my tits and balls one too many times than needed. His own footlong cock had grown to an even more ludicrous size for someone so small, the fat tube of flesh coiling around his waist obscenely. "I got my mom pregnant when I was fifteen and then my aunt twice before I moved out to college and got some time alone and a reserve of condoms that didn't break after one shot." I gulped: one shot? Just how much did he pack in those tiny pants? "And over the years I saw some herms and hypers come with all manners of partners that they had knocked up or been knocked up by, requesting bras or sweatpants that make yours look almost a normal size for regular folks." I gulped again because I couldn't even imagine something like that. "I take you've never been among hypers much."

"I was the only one for my whole life, guess I was just unlucky. To be honest, Dylan was the first I met in person." The dragoness smirked and checked out some clothes for herself, a pair of gym pants that had the 'long lasting sweat soaker for sports + scent dampener' tag on. "And to be honest again, I wasn't even this big a few months ago." That got him to look up. "I was like... half all over and then my sister she... she had the idea of wanting me to knock her up for good and slipped me some pills." Colin's ears perked up with worry. "Doctors said I'm fine but they aren't exactly experts so I was left at that with junk double the size in two weeks, else I wouldn't be here at all." I sighed and let him measure the circumference of my ass, shoving his nose 'accidentally' inside my cheeks as he 'tripped', getting a god feel of my ass from up close, unclothed of course. "I didn't get her pregnant but the changes remained."

"Sounds like those pills were something a few people would like to buy." I'm sorry what? "You were clearly a hyper before, that much is sure, but getting this big and wonderful in two weeks is something out of a porn site ad, a fantasy I'd give a lot of money to see come to life." Colin looked and sounded more and more into my body as he finished the measuring of my lower body. The fat cock crammed inside his pants now stretched them a good foot and a half in front, the heavy shaft tenting the elastic fabric but still not tearing nor soiling them. Fuck I needed them asap... "Hypers may be big already but nothing can stop us from wanting to get bigger still. Some do like having more to play with and, well... who wouldn't want what you have dear?" He licked his lips and Dylan chuckled, her own pants tented. "If I could get balls like yours I'd be willing to part with a few inches of cock, my wives would love it. As much as they are fans of big dicks, they have a fetish for sleeping on my balls. They say they like the sound they make." Another grin that made my back wet with cold sweat. He looked like a professional and he was a professional, but he also was a hyper and god did he play the part just right. "If you come by those pills I can pay you a lot and if you hook me up with the producer I'll cut you a twenty percent from all sales."

"Make that thirty and I can think of giving you some, little mouse." We turned around as a mellow voice came from the entrance of the shop and a familiar, white fluffy coat of feathers presented itself before me. "Hi Daddy." I don't tend to act on impulses often, not even when I am horny, in those cases I decide to go along with my needs and wants, when Mina is around though... somehow that little naughty hen manages to turn my brain into jelly, making me do what she wants which in turn is what I want and I just don't know it yet. "I missed you." So in the moment I saw her I didn't say hello or anything of the sort and my body moved on its own.

She smiled and stood still as I raced through the entire shop and grabbed her, stopping a mere inch before her, out breasts squished together already and then I kissed her. It wasn't a nice kiss, it wasn't a light kiss, it was one chock full of backed up desires, months of pictures she sent me, months of videos of her masturbating to me, months of teasing, messages, pics and voice mails in which she moaned and recorded herself over and over. She tried to kiss me back but this time she wouldn't have anything on me, not now that she was on MY turf, in front of me. Mina fought for air and the space in her beak, her arms and hands moving all over my waist, my chest, tugging and pinching, grabbing my ass as I did the same to her, my own hands sinking in the vast and plush expanse of her cheeks as if it had no resistance. Her chest ballooned against mine, her breath was laboured and already I could smell just how pent up she was, her pants already showing a stain of lust that only grew as I shoved my tongue deeper inside her beak. For the minute we kissed there was nothing other than her for me, just me, her body, her smell and the softness of her curves. When I broke out kiss I didn't pull back but I licked her neck, leaving a trail of saliva and clumped feathers, my cock so hard it almost hurt and poked from her plump thighs all the way back, hosing the door with dense precum, staining her feathers and getting soiled with her arousal as it leaked through her pants.

"It's fine and all girls but I'd like to keep my merchandise dry, can you avoid making a mess of everything?" Colin sighed and then flashed us a wide grin, slowly working the zipper on his crotch and fishing out his cock in one fluid movement, the thick uncut shaft bobbing heavily in front. He was just seven inches shy of my old size and I had a good foot on him in height back then, one could only imagine the degree of hungness he had just from that. "I'll close the shop and let you deal this here and now before it gets too messy..." He walked towards us and then locked the door, his cock stiffening still, foreskin pulled back, giving his own spicy musk to further turn the place into a steamy musky tomb. "If I get to watch, it's been a while since I could rub one out in here and I'm pretty sure that Dylan isn't going to let me fuck her."

"Nope." The dragoness shook her head. "I'm not about to cheat on my husband." That didn't stop her from fishing out her cock and letting her balls dangle free from her pants, sloshing and filling pleasantly under the naked eye. She was like Colin, a good foot and something soft, but she was already nearing two, a grower to be sure. Of course, at four feet with room to spare, I was the biggest in all compartments, well, all except one.

"Did your tits grow bigger Mina?"

"Why yes Daddy, it's nice you asked." She giggled and squeezed her thighs, rubbing them together and on my cock at the same time. "I got in contact with that weird lady again and got another batch of pills, a few more types than what she had given to me before." Again? "Now they're a full F cup and I think I may grow another cup in a few weeks." I groaned, noticing only now that her tits were again bigger than mine, even more so than before the drain, soft, squishy, full, her nipples digging into my flesh as mine did to hers. "I got some for my ass as well..." She grabbed my hands and put them on her cheeks, letting me have another feel at those heavenly mounds, her feathers and ass spilling around my palms, too much to even grab. "I hope you like it."

"I fucking love it Mina, but you didn't have to do it, you were perfect already." She giggled and kissed me, her tailfeathers raised behind her, her pants so stained it was almost ludicrous. "I'm fine as is so don't you think of slipping me any more of them or else I'll get angry. I already had to change my wardrobe twice thanks to you." She giggled as if she had no fault in any of it. "And I still grew three inches all around while I was here so I'd appreciate being able to stay this size for a long while, ok?" I heard her huff and puff but she had to obey me after all.

"Say, do you have some of those pills on hand?" Colin chimed in, again, I growled at him for spoiling the moment and he shrugged as if he hadn't done anything wrong at all. "If you do, I'll give you all the articles you wanted to purchase for free." Mina cocked her eyebrows and so did I, the prospect of getting free clothes in exchange for some pill was too good to pass on.

"Do you have them?" She nodded and took out a small bottle from her purse, one with no label, full of pills of various colours. "When did you get this many? I thought dad grounded you."

"Oh, you think he can stop me? I had a friend get them for me in exchange of one of my used panties." She smiled and I couldn't help but cringe inside, knowing some pervert was jerking off to my sister's used underwear, although I myself had four others that did it constantly. Guess I had no say in this. Colin's eyes shone with greed and his cock lurched forward, spurting wads of overly thick pre all over his clothes and on the floor. "I can spare two for each of you."

"No thanks, I'm fine." Dylan raised her hands and stepped back. "My junk is fine as is."

"I've got a few for breast size if you want..." Mina, in all of her devious charm, held up the bottle again and shook it. Dylan frowned. "One pill gets you two cups up." Where did she... ugh, I'll give up trying to keep her restrained.

"I'll..." The other herm sighed. "I'll take one." My evil hen giggled and kissed me again, already making everyone around her beg for what she had to offer, be it her body or her belongings, making me stand in the back as she gloated. I'd have to fix that. I grabbed her head and turned it towards me, licking her neck again.

"You've been a good girl, Mina, but you have forgotten what I told you to do whenever I'm hard." She paled, her hands reaching for her beak in utter horror. "On your knees." She dropped on the floor instantly and opened her mouth, tongue lolling out, eyes glossy and quivering in anticipation, as were the other two. Dylan and Colin looked with eagerness, their cocks out and drooling healthy amounts of pre all over the place but still paling compared to the pints I had already splattered on the windows of the shop, my balls almost audibly gurgling in the momentary quiet of the room. Mina bend forward, her grown bosom swinging under her, diving for the spot where my cock met my balls and pressed her beak there, drawing in a long, deep whiff of musk and smell of old cum, her body shivering less than a moment later, wracked by an orgasm she had been waiting for. "I'd like to add another order to the list, Colin." His ears perked up again. "Whip up that maternity stuff, would you? This hen needs her meal and I bet she is really hungry. Oh, and a choker if you've got one."

"Sure." Mina squealed and began nuzzling my balls even more, teasing and prodding in ways only she knew how to, making me groan and the production of my always full orbs ramp even higher. A couple of minutes later, all of them spent with her slathering my sack and huffing the stench of constant sex wafting from it, Colin came back, behind him a trail of precum, hands full of all sorts of stuff and one single black collar.

"Thanks." I grabbed it and put it over Mina's head until it was safely nestled around her neck. It was magnificent. "Open wide now." I could feel her hunger, greater than Vee's or any of the other's for that matter, raw, pure, deep hunger that had been building up for months and I wasn't going to go light on her. "Brace." She screamed in joy but her voice was cut short as I crammed my cock down her gullet, foot after foot sliding inside her with ease, as if four feet way thicker than her own arm weren't anything. The choker was already straining, the simple fabric stretching and snapping here and there with that single, weak push.

"Jesus! How in the f..." Colin gasped and stopped jerking off for a moment before resuming with greater zeal, his tiny hands pumping that fat shaft so hard and fast they were almost a blur, Dylan took out her phone and set it on the counter pointed at us.

"Enjoy the show." I pulled back, my balls swinging heavily beneath me as I did so and widened my stance, every muscle in my lower body developed through workouts and 'other' types of workout helping me to slam myself back home. Mina gurgled, her body quivering in another orgasm as the taste of cock and sweat and cum flooded her mouth, her tongue ablaze with the saltiness of my flesh. She barely breathed but she was a clever girl and knew how much she could take, which was a lot to be honest. I had already gotten my blowjob earlier but that had barely made a dent in my reserves and so my sack hit her hard, her chest absorbing the impact as I didn't hold back in any way. "Oooh fuck Mina I missed this..." she gurgled some response that was drowned as I thrust forward again and mashed her beak on my crotch, unloading a gallon of pre right in her stomach before pulling back almost all the way. "Ready for your meal?" She nodded as best as someone impaled on a cock almost her height could. She looked so hungry I had to give her as much as dragonly possible. I grinned, pulling back again before picking up the pace one more time, my hips moving so fast they almost hurt, my balls swaying left and right as they slammed against her over and over. "Ffffffuck." One last thrust and I mashed my groin on her entire face as my cock bloated a few inches wide and dumped the first shot, endless, thick, dense as tar, a good gallon easily right in her belly. The shape of my shaft could be seen stretch her throat with each pump, her stomach swelling along. I could her the slick sounds of her claws going in and out of her snatch, wet and soiled utterly in her lust, the floor below us a mess of fluids. "That's it, good girl." She came just from hearing that, such a perfect hen... I relaxed and, unlike with all my other harem members, I let myself go completely from just this little orgasm. My cock thickened in the sheer amount of spunk I was dumping inside her, to the point that I heard a loud, perfect, deviously pleasurable snap, followed by a black shape flying through the air only to land on a wall. Mina swelled and swelled and swelled, her tits lifting up as she drank and came over and over again, each gallon a new pump and a new orgasm for her. "Mmmh, I really missed this." I could feel my balls lurching up lewdly, straining to give the only person in the world that truly deserved their cargo everything she could take. A minute passed and already my little hen looked nine months pregnant with triplets, her belly so impossibly bloated it lifted up even my balls, her eyes rolled in the back of her skull. When I pulled back I was sucked dry of the last few shots and even of the seed coating my cock, her tongue lashing madly all over me, essentially cleaning me spotlessly by the time I was fully out. She burped. "Good hen." I scratched her chin and heard her coo softly. I turned around and saw Colin desperately try to hold a condom that was filled to the brim around his cock, the several gallon reservoir threatening to plop on the floor and spill its contents while Dylan rushed to shove her shaft inside another one before another shot rushed out of hers, immediately her nuts heaved to fill it, dense spooge rushing to make it swell in seconds, the last gallon she had to give for the moment. "Glad you liked the show." They panted, chests heaving wildly, the smell of sheer virility hung dense in the air, likely staining every item and tile of the entire place. Small droplets of seed, about as big as a thumb, dribbled down the mouse's fat cock, sticking to his skin and the pale fur of his balls before dropping down into a thin puddle with the others while Dylan collected what little was left on her shaft and licked it from her cupped palm. Everything was so gloriously messy and musky I was raring to go for another few rounds before going out still.

"That was..." Dylan had to catch her breath, pinching and sealing what looked like the third condom she had filled and tossed it with Colin's four in the trash bin. "I don't even know what that was..."

"How in the fuck can she... do that?" She didn't stop carrying out her duties even after a full stomach, her hands roaming over my sack along her tongue to lap every last stray drop of pre, sweat or seed that had spilled out, moaning softly whenever her beak bumped into a muskier spot, shivering greatly. I did miss this... a lot.

"You mean taking Daddy all the way?" Mina giggled, struggling to get up even with my help as her belly had added possibly twenty gallons easily to her weight, if not more. "I have had much practice back home and when she was away I bought the biggest toy online." She sighed, despite her face only showing glee and bliss. "Too bad it was still smaller than what I'd liked." Colin shook his head and attempted to clean himself up with a towel that ended up being soaked in the last remnants of his climax and tossed with a wet splat in the same bin. "So, about those clothes..."

Less than half an hour later, time mostly spent getting myself clothed without popping another three boners as I watched Mina waddle with the most pregnant-looking of bellies and the smell of sex in the air making my every cell tingle, we were out of that wonderful place. Colin had given us a couple of freebies for the show while the clothes we wore and the others were all paid by Mina's secret pills. Inside the bag in my right hand I had a stack of super condoms that the little mouse gave only to the biggest of his customers when buying in bulk, in the bag on my left I had my clothes. My sister, my hen, carried her bag behind her, waddling comfortably in her new attire, a freakishly hot pair of sweatpants that stretched pleasantly around her oversized bubble butt, bra fit for hypers and a magnificent shirt able to stretch over her belly so perfectly the letters of 'I'm eating for ten' written on it were perfectly readable. She patted her feathers, stretched so much by my loads, looking so happy that I had no doubt that people actually believed her to be carrying ten eggs. The thoughts of one day actually getting her pregnant made me even giddier and happier than before, as if having my sister back with me wasn't already the best thing to happen in so long, that my cock just couldn't stop throbbing or leaking. At least thanks to Colin I had gotten my pants in and the special condom on, though I did have to let my shaft nestled between my tits, making every step another kind of heavenly mess for me. The shape of my shaft was hidden only by the overly large and comfy sweater I had gotten, hoodie hanging behind of course. I thought the clothes Mina had gotten me were comfortable but this was on a whole other level of stretchiness and support for all four of the girls, bra included. Every part of me was both put on display, making heads turn from Mina's huge belly to the huge bulge and huge cock that had undoubtedly made her such a gloriously round hen in the eyes of the other customers. It was an experience I could have gotten hooked up on. The discount we got at the local burger shop was also something I definitely enjoyed. So there I was, with my sister next to me, at long last together and enjoying a good meal, she was radiant like few times I had seen her before, a smile painted on her face permanently that might have been the result of me filling her up of giving her the attention she had craved.

"I'm so happy to be here." She cooed and scooted her chair closer to mine, sighing in bliss and relief now that she could rest her head on my shoulders. "Did you miss me, Daddy?"

"So much it hurt." I kissed her, our display of affection making some customers smile and some frown at something that was wrong with us, what I just couldn't make out. "How were things at home? Did dad make things hard for you?"

"Not harder than usual, school was a bit of a nightmare since the other non-human students could smell your spunk on my feathers for weeks." I bet she liked that. "Had to take your old underwear for myself whenever I had a moment of free time like the old days, got some other guys and girls hooked up on your scent from walking around so if you come home anytime soon I have about a dozen people waiting for a chance to shove their noses in your crotch." Oh, god... she went a did her thing again. I thought I had gotten a good following just by existing and I was content with it, but she just had to shove my underwear in other people's faces and get them addicted to my balls sweat... it was gloriously wrong and I didn't want to be right. Dylan stared at her as if she was some kind of devil or goddess providing for me and for me only.

"You're such a naughty hen." She giggled and earned herself another kiss. "What else did you do?"

"Aside from that... I trained, a lot: got some toys to use and keep myself elastic for you. I know you like tight girls and boys but it's been months and I don't want to lose my shape." Mina flashed me a hungry grin despite having just gotten well over two dozen gallons of fresh spunk in her belly. It was another kind of hunger. "Maybe this time we can finally seal the deal? What do you say? I mean, my heat is gone and I am no longer at risk..." She whispered in my ears with such a sultry voice I had to stifle a moan and clench every muscle to avoid ripping the condom I had under my clothes with the force of the pre I was dumping inside. Fuck...

"Do you mean... we can finally...?" She nodded and in that moment I could have died or made a real mess of myself and I wouldn't have cared. "Are you sure?"

"Daddy, if I don't have you cramming your cock in my cunt and making me scream by the time I am done with the things I came here for, I will strip down in public and force you to do it in front of an audience." Wouldn't that be fun?

"Sorry to interrupt you lovers yet again, but what are you here for exactly?" Dylan coughed, stealing Mina's attention from me and ruining the sultry mood she was setting for her and me. The burning lust in her eyes didn't go away and if anything, I knew she'd be letting it simmer deep down only to make things so much worse later on, for me at least: she was hungry, really hungry and I'd be hard pressed to make her happy as she deserved to be. "I talked with your sister a bit while she was getting her size measured and she didn't tell me."

"Oh, right, I forgot." Mina chirped and dove for her burger as if she wasn't full already, making some of the customers' eyes widen at the sight. "I came because I had to buy some supplies for a personal project I have been working on, nothing too big. It's just some parts I can get easily from a shop not too far from here." She looked at me and grabbed my arm, an evil grin plastered on her beak. "I could have gotten it delivered home but why waste some poor delivery guy's time when I could come here myself?" Oh, you naughty little hen... "I missed you too much to resist the temptation."

"Then I trust we'll be done soon?" She nodded eagerly. Of course she wanted it to be done as soon as possible, she wanted to get to the fun part just as much as me, if not ten times more. "I'll give the others a call to gather at Cyril's apartment to get ready. How long are you staying?"

"I booked my train back for tomorrow evening. Dad wasn't happy but he couldn't do anything about it." Cue an even more evil and lusty grin.

"Then I will ask them to also order some food because I am not going to stop until all five of you are laying on the ground gasping for air." I could feel the shivers run through her body and the faint smell of her arousal waft in my nostrils, despite the padding that should have prevented such a thing from occurring.

"Good luck to the two of you then!" Dylan flashed us a weak smile and adjusted her pants, not subtly at all even though there were about a dozen people staring at her trying to shift her cock in her pants around. "I'll go home and ask my husband to take a day off as well, you got me so worked up I can already feel sorry for him." The dragoness eyed Mina with the same hunger she had and grabbed her stuff. "See you at the gym Nyla and remember to drink water!"

We finished what was left on our plates and then moved out, getting a decent discount on the price as a present for Mina's 'pregnancy' and the incoming army of little hatchlings we were obviously going to get given her size. She smiled throughout the entire thing, her chest heaving with happiness and her thighs rubbing against each other to keep herself wet and ready in case I wanted to drag her somewhere dark and hammer her till I felt satisfied. Her idea not mine but I'd take her proposal in consideration, for sure. It was as if my body was aching to just strip her naked and breed her till she fainted, my nuts gurgling with activity, the condom strapped on my cock now almost too full to remain in between my tits, forcing me to change it in a bathroom before moving on. Hell, even my tits were swelling visibly, milk backing up with every minute that passed, turning the hefty DD cup to another E cup that would undoubtedly swell larger still by the end of the shopping trip. Mina couldn't help herself from squeezing here and there, teasing, prodding, touching without restraint just to keep me on the edge constantly.

We got to the shop she wanted to go and then bought her everything she needed, adding three more bags of spare parts, glue and whatnot for her project.. The materials she got were indeed specialized and it surprised me to see her so informed about such things, I mean, I knew she was clever and resourceful, but she didn't tend to show it too much, preferring to act like any other bird. Of course, she couldn't stop being the horny little devil she always was and throughout the whole shopping spree in three different specialist shops, she never quite stopped teasing me or accidentally bending over too much here, pulling her shirt there because she was too hot, rubbing her massive belly or pretending she was really pregnant with every person that asked her how long she had left before birth. Every single time I was left hornier and needier than before, the need to fuck her in public actually sounding like a good idea rather than some sick fantasy of hers. As much restraint as I had, she was just too much and the dam eventually broke.

"Come on, you've teased me enough." She had just paid for the last of her items when I grabbed her arm and rushed outside, making her pant as she waddled behind me, her belly wobbling up and down once too many times. I searched for a place and ended up barging in a shop with no one inside but two customers and only one bored clerk. As they saw us their eyes widened and the attention of the entire place was shifted towards us, whatever they were looking at in the 'home crafts' section no longer as interesting. "My girlfriend isn't feeling too good, can we get a room to let her rest in private?" I had to stress the last word so much it almost sounded wrong.

"Sh-shall I call an ambulance?" The clerk, a scrawny skunk with one of those ridiculous cropped hairstyles, gulped and grabbed the phone at once, fearing a possible hoard of babies incoming.

"No, she's not ready yet. It's just that she needs to rest and eat something." I looked at Mina who was panting and looked flushed, though the reason why she was so red and breathless wasn't because of her belly or any other normal reason. "Do you have a backroom? She really needs a couple minutes by herself right now."

"Sure, sure... follow me." The skunk boy nodded eagerly and rushed to open the door to the storage room behind the counter, pushing it open and watching with worry as I had to squeeze her inside the door frame so big she was. "I'll keep the ambulance number ready if you need me to call them."

"Thanks." I slammed the door and closed it immediately, turning around to stare at Mina who was doing her best to remain on her feet. "You teased me one too many times, Mina, I'll have to punish you for doing that." She chirped happily, for which I slapped her ass and made her squeal not-so-silently. "No, bad hen." She shrunk in her feathers. "You can't expect me to just endure your teasing and cooing and touching in public forever, we're not at home and we're not on the phone where you can just keep going." I slapped her again and this time I swear I could hear a soft moan hidden under that wince of pain. Her ass wobbled so pleasantly, so full, so soft, that I had to give her another couple of slaps. "Take off your pants."

"Y-yes Daddy." She struggled to do it, her belly was in the way most of the time but she managed to accomplish it somehow, baring her sopping wet cunt to me, even the padding that was supposed to absorb it and mask the scent barely able to keep up. I licked my lips as I did the same, my pants falling down on the floor followed by my new panties. "I thought you wanted to... wait..."

"And I remember you say you wanted to have me fuck you when you were done with your little shopping spree. Are you backing down, after all you have done to me?" My cock lurched forward, getting hard so fast it made me feel dizzy, going from two soft feet to four throbbing cunt-breaking feet in less than five seconds. I slapped it on her bare ass again and again, hearing her moan and squeal silently, a fist inside her beak to mute herself. Then I knelt down, spreading her cheeks, my fingers digging into her soft flesh and licked her puffy tailhole: it was still pink and puffed out as I had left it, her smell was far less potent, my scent and taste gone after countless showers. That I had to fix. I shoved my tongue inside, feeling her clamp down on it in vain.

"I th-thought you wanted to claim my virginity..."

"No." I got up and my cock slipped between her thighs, rubbing on her inflamed pussy, her fluids lubing me up almost as much as my own pre. "That will come later, now I need to drain myself after your little stunts. On your knees and lube me up." Mina nodded, struggling to get on her knees , her feathers getting more and more messy under that massive dome. At this point I wasn't shooting ropes of pre, I wasn't even cumming pre, the dense and clear fluids was dripping from my urethra like a broken tap, a constant, endless flow that she didn't fight against, it was something else entirely. Her hands, rough and small, did their best to collect as much as she could, stroking my whole length with the musky fluids she had gathered, her breathing so laboured I might have gotten convinced she was actually pregnant and ready to drop, working tirelessly up and down my shaft, arms pumping, making me hornier and getting blasted in the face over and over with denser and gummier wads of pre. "Good, on your feet and bend over." She gulped, cumming a little just from the strain and the dirty talk, far too horny and needy to actually resist. My cock was shining with all the pre she had coated it, dripping all over the place and drooling more and more that clung to my flesh and ran all the way down to my balls, making them shine as well. I squeezed them and felt them bigger and heavier than when I had drained myself inside her not even two hours ago, the production of those two orbs so great they swelled visibly as I rubbed my cock in between Mina's plump cheeks. "You need to learn your place and not to tease me like that. You might be my first girlfriend and the one who will birth my first batch of kids but you seem to have forgotten who is the one that owns you."

"Yes Daddy... I'm s-s-sorry... I just miss..." I clamped her mouth shut with my free hand as I grabbed my cock with the other and shoved it inside her tailhole, her flesh parting around me, quivering, squeezing madly in the throes of a massive climax from the sheer force of my thrust. I got halfway in before I felt some pressure and some resistance to which I responded with a stronger push. Mina screamed silently in her beak, her legs wobbling like jelly as the loud splatters of her lust hit the floor over and over, staining her leg feathers and my scales at the same time. I felt her entire body envelop me like a giant pillow, warm and tight.

"Fuck I missed this even more than your throat..." I didn't move, merely letting her adapt to the shape of the cock that had cemented her as my slut for the rest of her life, her inner walls slowly regaining their stretchiness. "I hope you brought your plugs because I am not going to hold back. I need to drain myself a couple of times before I can get out and take you to a special place where we can be as loud as we can." She nodded, squealing in happiness, pleasure and the throbbing pain of being stretched so much even her stunning tailhole was reduced to a paper thin ring around my cock. Good, she brought them. I pulled back and felt her come again as the crown of my shaft rubbed against her insides, massive, heavy and swollen, gallons of pre turning her insides in a goopy and frothy mess. "Don't scream."

That was as much warning as she'd get as I pulled back almost completely and then rammed myself back in. She came once more from the violent insertion, proving true to her overly sexual nature, her hands keeping her beak shut when I truly started to thrust back and forth inside her. My balls felt like they contained cement more than just seed, immensely heavy, dense, slamming with even more force than before against her heated cunt, getting bathed time and time again in her climaxes as she came endlessly, months of 'abstinence' from real cock turned her into a far more sensitive and needy mess than ever, cumming and rolling her eyes back from one single push down to the hilt. My crotch began to hit her cheeks every second now, wet slaps of wet flesh on scale echoing in the storage room. Underneath us there was a puddle of lust forming, her belly growing a fraction of an inch every few minutes from all the pre being added to it, my musk so insanely thick in the air even my own cunt was reacting, dripping fluids on the back of my balls, begging for a male to cram his cock inside me as I did the same to Mina.

She had teased me so much I barely lasted fifteen minutes into her punishment and came inside her, a firehose of overly dense spunk blasting her walls, making her belly swell under the naked eye inches at a time. She screamed into a sock she had jammed in her beak and still her voice reached me, her cunt quivering under my ongoing thrusts ten times harder than before. I never stopped fucking her as I came, pulling back and going forward whenever I could, churning the seed inside her passage while more and more was being produced in my sack. Gods, I could feel my balls still grow despite me dumping gallons by the seconds through my cock so deep within her I couldn't even see its shape. Mina came and came and came again, each orgasm so drawn out it meshed together with the next one perfectly, and still I felt the need to cum more. Just as the ten minute mark after I had begun to come, I resumed my thrusts, Mina's belly so ridiculously stretched it strained the shirt designed to make hyper-pregnant females feel comfy, looking as if she had swallowed two people whole, more than four feet wide in every direction, dozens upon dozens of gallons sloshing around her guts. She had to rest her arms against a wall, her tits swaying along with her dome below her, every thrust, every pump causing ripples of flesh be seen on her. The smell of sex clung to the air with such strength and virility we'd come out with its stench coating our bodies and random drops of arousal staining our clothes but I did not care.

I pressed my chest tighter against her back, my tits so squeezed in between the two of us I could feel them get lighter as the pressure made me squirt milk by the gallon and, much like for the girls below, I could tell it wasn't doing shit to make me any less heavy. Proper rivers of milk stained her shirt, her feathers and my front completely, rivers of another kind of white staining my pants and her legs as well, over and over the sheer pressure managed to overcome the seal of her muscles and my cock's girth. It was a waste but most of it was already making her so heavy it wasn't even important. I pushed her on the ground, her tits squeezed on the floor, her beak open as her tongue lapped the pool beneath us while I did my damned best to make it grow. Her belly slowly began to push her upwards, high above the floor so big she was swelling and it only made me more horny than before. How long had it been since I was able to fill her this much? How many months? Too many to be sure but the time to make up for it was now. I felt my balls heave, pumping harder than before, my cock actively growing inside her to deliver all the cement-thick cum she deserved and wanted. Her shirt started to rip, even the hyper-sized maternal clothes weren't all that resistant, the stretchy cloth managed to resist only because it started to slip over the dome of her belly, bunching up just beneath her tits. Her howls and long since become too loud to be masked, the guy outside had to know what was going on, and if he was by any chance not, he'd smell it, hell, the entire mall would smell it and I liked the idea. Mina was mine and mine alone. She had to smell of me, she had to make others know who owned her, body and soul. If people looked at me weird, I'd let them.

Time passed without us realizing, lost in the moment, coming over and over around each other till my cock ached and slowed down, the flow halting to a dribble after the third time I had begun to pump my seed. I looked at the time and realized that it had been over an hour since we had locked ourselves in this room and had long since turned it into a musky swamp, air dense in sweat and lust. Straining myself a little I grabbed Mina's purse and grabbed the largest plug she had and then pulled back. The pressure within her guts was so great it threatened to push it out once I had managed to cram the huge canine knot in that ruined and gaping tailhole of hers. A couple of rivulets escaped that melon-sized seal with some difficultly so I knelt in a puddle of my own making, my balls almost swimming on top of it and pressed my snout against her ruined ring. I licked like a good owner should, swallowing almost chewy mouthfuls of my spunk until she was decent enough to get her pants on, if he was even able to do that.

"Clean." I turned her around, my balls resting on her swollen dome comfortably, allowing me to have a moment of rest as she grabbed my cock again and licked it clean, tasting herself on it and me at the same time, one last massive orgasm wracking her body in doing so. "Open wide." She inched back and opened her beak, welcoming the remaining drops of spunk left in my shaft and drinking them eagerly. "Get dressed, we're leaving in a minute." I grabbed a towel from one of the boxes around us and cleaned myself of the rest of the spunk and the sweat on my body, the fabric dampening after only a few moments. Mina huffed, eyes still glazed, shivering as she got her legs, somehow, inside the holes in her panties. Five minutes later we were dressed and got out of the room. The skunk boy was there, waiting, looking more confused than before once Mina appeared, her belly a good three feet bigger than before, giggling silently all by herself. He opened his mouth to speak, then the stench of sex and cum hit him like a truck, both from the room and from our bodies, his cock instantly creaming his pants with seed, dropping on his knees from the sheer strength of it once I slapped the soiled rag I had used to clean my balls a moment ago on his snout. "Thanks for the room." I was nice enough to leave a five dollar tip in the jar, not enough to pay for cleaners to fix the horrid mess we left but enough for a couple boxes of tissues in case he wanted to rub a few dozen out. "Come on Mina, you still have to meet the others and show them how things are going to be." At that she seemed to come to her senses, as much as someone that had gotten railed for more than an hour and filled with well over two extra dozen gallons of pre, looking at me with that same coy and devious grin she always has when ideas pop out in that bird brain of hers.

"Are they all going to be there?"

"Yes, even my roommate, but you don't have to bother with that one." She cocked her head in confusion. "I don't want her part of my harem, she has been a total dick with me for months before I got fed up with her antic, so now I use her as a dump when I'm bored or for my morning wood."

"Oh, is that what I tasted on your cock earlier?" Oh, fuck me... how did she? Nevermind, I'm not going to bother. I nodded. "Well, as long as it's good for you dear then everything is fine for me."

Going around the city proved to be something else entirely: hundreds of eyes staring at her and me and all that bouncy soft goodness stuck to her. Mina had to lean back and grunt with nearly every step, all the weight in front of her threatening to make her fall on her belly and at that point, getting her up would be far harder than rolling her all the way to Cyril and Dan's apartment a couple of blocks away. The crowd made way for her, some curious people at the red lights asking us how long till she dropped, begging to hear the babies inside or whatever people want to do with a woman that looks like can hold a few people in her gut. Mina got wild of course, letting hands roam her stretched skin and ruffle her feathers, making up how many there were, how long we had been married and so on. By her smell and how she was moving around, I knew every pat she got made her almost cum on the spot, every question answered made her squeal in joy and wet her pants in sheer lust. They looked at me and the equipment that had turned such a fine lady into a broodmother and sometimes even complimented me, which didn't help with the trigger happy girls down below, their production ramping up yet again for the nth time this day, swelling rapidly to the point that they looked like two oversized watermelons in my pants, nearing beachballs stuck to my crotch and my cock begged to be let out and show itself to every pair of eyes in the city. Luckily we got to our destination fast enough before Mina reached that depraved peak and I joined her in a street side rut when our special alcove was a mere fifty feet away. It was good that the lizards' apartment was at the first floor and not higher because my lovely hen was far too big to actually fit in an elevator and her legs were starting to bend under the weight of our combined lust, the plug stretching her pants lewdly whenever she bent over and rested on a wall. I made sure to tease her every chance I got as another form of payback for earlier.

"It's me open up." I knocked at the door and heard a cluttering as several people moved about behind it. "I want you all lined up when I come in so get ready." There was more scuttling around as I took out my keys and opened the door: as I had ordered, all five of them were standing in a neat line right in the middle of the living room, naked as the day they hatched, the snakes to the left, the lizards to the right and Lan in the middle, looking down in shame as she rubbed her thighs together and attempted to hide her arousal while the others flaunted it. I liked my lips at the juicy sight of three males with their cock hard and dripping just for me, Vee giggling and teasing her vent with her own tail. "Come in Mina." I could see their heart jump and their jaws drop as the godly appearance of my hen struggled to get inside so big her belly was, grunting and moaning as the door frame dug into her skin. When she managed to get in at long last, she panted in relief and I closed it behind her, locking it thrice over. "Mina, the rest of the harem." In a split second, in between the time it took me to close the door and get back to her front, she had lost the gleeful look, that dazed and horny expression she had for the past hours we'd been together, replaced by a cold and inquisitive gaze. They all gulped at the sight of their senior staring down at them from her position.

"I like them." She leaned in close and examined each one of them, her beak touching their bodies, drawing in the scent of their beings and the musk I had made sure would stick to them as long as they'd live, marked as mine. She held her palms open as she rubbed Jake's cocks, teasing him and making his knees buck in the attempt to breed her, those swollen lengths merely spraying rope after rope of pre over her wobbling dome. "Tasty." She repeated the process with the two lizards, their eyes crossing in their sockets, her touch too expert, too soft and perfect to resist, the stench of sex so strong on her it only made it worse for them. Vee wasn't in a better position, shrinking in her scales as my sister stood before her, that belly squished against her scales, sloshing loudly enough to let each of them know what exactly was inside. "Nice scales Vee."

"Thanks..." The happiness in her eyes was stolen as Mina kissed her deeply, tongues meeting and coiling on each other, their breaths laboured and heavy.

"I like her, Daddy."

"Well, she was a friend of mine before so..." Mina giggled and gave Jake another look.

"I thought you'd be dressed as I suggested." I cocked an eyebrow and the snake shrunk as well, looking guilty and ashamed. "You looked so good in those panties I sent you the other week." Oh, wait... she was sending them stuff? Was that why Jake always had some frilly new dress to ruin every other week? Was this how she spent her allowance? To send them clothes she knew I'd ruin? I'd have to teach her a lesson about wasting money. Eventually.

"But... Daddy said we had to be naked..." His head fell down and he rubbed his hands together. "I couldn't say no to her." Mina smiled wide and gave him a light peck on his neck.

"Then you know how to behave. Good. I was worried you'd disobey." He looked at her with an expression that screamed 'never!' that made her giggle. "You really did a number on them but I want to see the extent of their training. Can I take the reins for now?" I gave her the go ahead and she smiled wickedly, making their backs wet with cold sweat as she patted her bulging belly once again and pondered on what to do. "Undress us please." They nodded silently and rushed to our sides, Vee and Jake to her, Dan and Cyril for me. "You stay there." She eyed Lan, no, she shot an angry glare at her and she froze in place, shivering and looking down at the floor still, her feathers stained in her fluids. Cyril helped me get my shirt off, tossing the stretchy cotton out of the way and into a safe hamper along with my bra. The girls snapped out and almost hit him, milk dripping from my nipples of thick spurts that he didn't hesitate to latch on to and drink greedily, his throat jumping up and down as he did so. His twin brother, on the other hand, did his best to remove my swollen balls from my pants, fishing out my cock with great effort since all the anticipation had made me grow again into one leg, the huge shape visibly throbbing through the fabric and then, once it dropped heavily on his back with a loud thwap, he shoved his snout right under the root and snorted the dense musk and sweat. "Oooh, we have a little piggy that likes Daddy's smell." Mina cooed and smiled towards poor Jake who was trying to get under her belly and take off her pants, the clogging smell of her arousal making him sway and coat the foot of carpet in front of him in precum. His tongue flicked out to taste the sheer heat around him, forcing Mina's panties off her with great effort that was rewarded by soiled underwear.

"Too bad he prefers cock." I glanced at how, despite having a wet snatch to dive into, free and available for his picking, Jake still stared at me and looked eager to dive into something far less feminine and more salty than that.

"It's nothing." She nudged him towards me and he scuttled on his knees until he bumped his snout against my cock and moaned loudly, that same slender tongue lashing out and plunging as deep as it could inside my urethra, scraping off pre and cum as he drank the gallons coursing through it every few seconds, mouth open wide and stretched over my head. "We have someone else that can get me ready." She smiled and turned her head towards Lan who was still frozen on the spot. "Come here and get on your knees." Without a word and without a sound, the raven did as she was told and meekly got on the floor. "You have been a very bad girl, treating your Daddy like that so you need to be punished as you deserve." Lan gasped and shrunk more, trying to look as small and harmless as she could be. "Come and start preparing me, she needs all the help she can get if I want to take her." The raven nodded and inched closer to Mina's wet snatch, only to be violently grabbed by the head and smashed against her crotch, wet flesh parting around that beak, her nose overwhelmed by my sister's smell and her arousal. Lan whimpered and started licking, making her moan softly as she delved deeper inside her passage. "No! Bad girl!" Mina slapped her back when Lan made to reach for her own black feathery snatch and started pumping her fingers inside, attempting to take herself to a climax. "You're not to touch yourself because you've been bad. Eat your Mommy as she wants and I'll allow you to come, am I being clear?" Mina eyed her, glared at her angrily and Lan shrunk ever so slightly again.

"Yes."

"Yes what? I didn't hear the last part..." She ground her cunt over her beak again and again, shivering and shuddering as that hard object tickled her passage and walls, spreading her smell and fluids all over the raven's head nostrils.

"Yes Mommy." Oh fuck me... that was hot as hell... that is why she hooked me up on all of this, this aggressiveness of hers, her needs and her desires had started it all...

"Good, now work and I'll reward you." Lan nodded and resumed her task, tongue lapping at my sister's folds eagerly, silently carrying out her orders without a pause. "She's good when she applies herself."

"Indeed she is... Mommy." I reached for her and kissed her deeply from behind, my cock brushing against her left thigh, sending spurts of pre all over the couch and on the floor. Mina moaned and came a little, her own fluids soaking into Lan's feathers. "As for the rest of you, you can go ahead but remember to share." I saw a series of nods before a hungry horde descended upon us, Dan zeroing on my ass like it was made out of gold, spreading my cheeks and burying his snout in between instantly, fighting with his brother for space and the treat hidden from sight. I shivered and gave the two snakes licking my cock a nod of approval as I felt the two tongues behind me reach for my tailhole and slather it in saliva. Vee moaned in happiness, her own hunger satisfied, pulling back my foreskin and licking the far more musky underside of my cock with her once-boyfriend, both of them doing their utter best to stroke, squeeze and prod where they loved to go every time I presented myself to them. It had taken a while but eventually each one of them had found a spot that they preferred and tended to fight for it with others. "How are you feeling?"

"Oooh, she's kind of good." Mina giggled, pushing back against Lan's head as she was licked thoroughly over and over, the raven coated from head to legs in sticky feathers. "I think I'm ready for the real treat."

"Are you now?" I pushed my share of 'servants' to the side and moved right behind Mina. I could see the excitement and raw desire in her eyes as I grabbed my cock and slid it in between her soft thighs and pushed forward. Barely half a foot in and I felt Lan's head, forcing her aside, leaving on her soaked feathers a long, sticky streak of precum. "Feels like it." Mina's copious fluids trickled on my flesh, hot, dense, making her ready for me.

"Please... I can't wait... anymore... it's been months, Daddy! Just stick it in!"

"Oh, I'll make sure you'll get it but first I have to do a couple of things, very important things." Her disappointed moan almost hurt me, from how desperate she was. "Look at them, all these proper people, lined up to get a taste of cock. Jake has his own business, Cyril too, his little brother works in an office as a manager, Vee and Lan are excellent students that have high grades even though they constantly beg for me to choke them with cock day in and out." I could feel the embarrassment of my little pets in the air, the shame for acknowledging that I was right and the pleasure they had come to learn when they did it. Mina was much the same but she stood on a much higher podium than them. "Get your bubbly ass on the floor Mina."

"Alright." She almost let herself fall down, her legs wobbling a little with all the weight I had dumped inside her but she managed, somehow, to sit down and lay on the ground.

Her breasts, as toned as they were, still parted to the sides of her chest while the massive dome her belly had become flattened ever so slightly. I stood on top of her, my cock looming on the entirety of her upper body, drooling fat globs of precum that rained on her face over and over again. I heard the faintest of gasps as I kneeled at her feet, my shaft lowering with me, nearly horizontal under its own weight. Sometimes I felt that it was too big, too unwieldy, too much of everything, but now that it was pressed against her, smothering her in a veritable sea of cockflesh that she could lick, bite, nip and hug, it was well worth it. Sure, the others did the same thing every day now, but they were more... reverent, they worshipped me and this four foot monster I carried around, Mina, well, she owned it. She was the one that made me like this and I had come to like it to some extent, mostly because at this point I had all these lovely pets I could ask for help. What once I thought a curse now felt like a blessing, a fat, drooling musky, throbbing, oversized blessing but one nonetheless. As I looked down now, her arms reaching for the other side of my cock, her tongue barely able to get as much of it as her lust wanted her to, I almost wished it was bigger.

"Enough with the foreplay, let's get to the real thing." I pulled back, lifting my entire length, freeing my lovely hen from its weight, something I knew she hated but it was for a good cause.

"Foreplay? You call this foreplay?" She smiled as she grabbed her stuffed belly and squeezed.

"Well, I had months of time to prepare for your arrival, didn't I? I made sure I'd be in top shape so that I could fuck your little brain into oblivion. This is nothing compared to what I am about to do to you." I heard her chirp before she gasped when I grabbed her legs and lifted them. "Vee, help me for a moment."

"Yes Daddy." She rushed to my side and grabbed my cock, angling it down so that I could just push and not bother with all the rest.

Her vent was downright drooling, so close to me and so deeply affected by the stench of sex and raw lust that hung around the entire apartment, but she kept herself steady as I pushed against Mina's sodden muff. My hen screamed for a moment, my cocktip proving a tad too much for her to take in all at once even with all of her extensive 'training' she must have done. She was still inexperienced in this area, though it was bound to change at some point. I too had to stifle a moan when I felt her walls clamp down on those first few inches, the copious fluids running wild, adding to the ones I was dumping inside her for the first time ever, helping her lube up just enough to push in a few more inches. Bit by bit I managed to get inside, deeper and deeper, every single fraction of length shoved in was a challenge, her constant state of orgasm didn't help as I stretched her out far more than she expected. Her fluids collected under my foreskin as it rolled back, fully uncovering the crown of my shaft until it was entirely inside her. I had to stop for a moment when that happened, biting my lip to shut myself up to some degree. Already I felt on the verge of orgasm and I wasn't even a fifth of the way in. Now that I had gotten the thickest part of the top half of my cock in, the rest seemed to slide in with more ease, though even that was merely relative to the force she was exerting to keep me locked in place, every last muscle she had in her body fighting to stop me in my tracks, squeezing so hard it hurt so good. Maybe it was thanks to the gym sessions, maybe it was the need to see how much she could take, maybe it was something else, but even with her efforts running counter to my own, I was the one gaining ground, shoving more and more and more cock deeper inside her muff. The lips of her sex were straining, wide open, oozing the smallest amount of precum with the seal of my girth plugging her up, the rest was already starting to bang at the door of her cervix.

Again, for a moment I stopped, this time worried it'd hurt her. She wasn't delicate, but it had to be said that not even Vee was entirely comfortable with me jamming myself in her womb just like that whenever I wasn't patient enough to wait for her to get used to the equivalent of her leg spreading her vent. However, as my tip kissed her cervix, Mina only moaned louder than before. I don't know what but that single, melodic scream of joy only made me harder. I felt her grow tighter only to realize my cock had grown yet another inch just from the increased blood flow, the veins crossing under my skin boiling with fresh fuel. I pushed Vee aside and grabbed Mina's legs as I lifted myself up ever so slightly and pushed downwards. Her everything parted with incredible ease, her most hidden place yawning as wide as it could for me, her muff devouring every inch of cock I had to give, foot after foot, the disgustingly massive bulge previously hidden by the dome stuck to her front now letting me see the very tip at the other end. My balls were touching the floor, resting on the pre and lust soaked surface, steaming with sweat vapours as they churned and swelled. I could feel them grow and strain with an ever increasing cargo of spunk that begged to be dumped. I knew Mina wasn't receptive anymore, I knew she was past the last unsafe day in which she'd surely get knocked up by even the smallest of spurts, but god did I wish I could pump as many eggs as she could fit in that moment. Still, just because I'd have to wait for a long while before she'd be in that state again didn't mean I couldn't breed her like she was.

I pulled back, her walls gripping hard enough to force a small vacuum where my tip previously was and then I slammed myself back in. Mina came, or rather, the constant barrage of orgasms I was giving her by simply being inside her got stronger somehow. No human could do this and no human could experience this. Hell, most of our species couldn't even dream, it was just us, just me and her that had this unbelievable honour to be so compatible. Maybe it was meant to be all along and I had just been fighting something inevitable. As I started pumping my cock in and out, in and out, bottoming every time, feeling her squeal, moan, grip and come, I bent my back and kissed her. She tried to kiss me back but she wasn't able to, too weak to even muster the strength to move her tongue, completely at my mercy and I wasn't going to have any, not at this point, not in the least. I picked up the pace, hammering my balls against her sodden backside, every impact rocking her body as well as mine, sending more and more precum bubbling through my length to be dumped inside a womb that was already too full with cock. I bit her nipples, taking each of the thick nubs in my mouth, pulling her boobs up, kneading those bountiful jugs, hoping to squeeze just one drop of milk like she used to during her heat. The lack of creamy milk only made my body try harder as I piledrived into her cunt. Her belly wobbled, sloshed with all the gallons of cum I had given her, and still she looked like she had room for more. The six foot wide belly had to grow. The sounds of our mating were loud enough to make the ones our captive audience was making vanish into the stuffy air, Vee's screams of pleasure as Jake jammed both his lengths inside her vent drowned in the utterly desperate screams for more that Mina let out. Somehow, I just kept going faster, my nuts hitting her ass like a pair of wrecking balls, just as dense and heavy as a real pair of tools of destruction, sending sparks of bliss up my spine.

I lost count of the time, or rather, I never kept track of it, but I had felt like an eternity and yet not nearly enough when I felt the first titanic spurt of sludge rise from the very depths of my sack, bloating my cock wider still as dozens upon dozens of gallons of what must have been tar-thick spunk impacted at the back of Mina's screaming womb. The bulge of my tip vanished in that single shot as her belly expanded, inches at a time with every single gallon she accepted. In that moment, when I started truly and utterly fill her up, when just that one massive spurt dwarfed most of the others I had given her, she fizzled out in a cascade of shivers and shudders. Her body simply gave up and seemed to shut down, too much to take in all at once and so it concentrated on doing just that. Her arms fell to the side, her legs flopped around, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as more and more spunk started to make her weight too much even for me. I leaned on her belly, feeling every drop rush in a tide that couldn't be stopped as the second shot departed two minutes later after the first one, catching it still in the middle. I screamed, barely able to hold on to the mind-wiping pleasure of it all, my own body threatening to stop working and fall as my balls heaved, shrunk, expanded and grew still despite the immense loads they were dumping into the most accepting of vessels. When her belly was too big to fit in between us, I let her roll to the side, spooning her from behind, riding the greatest high I ever had in my life while resting on the floor, safe from any hit in case I couldn't stand up anymore.

However, even Mina had limits, though they were well above anything anyone could imagine, and by the time the tenth, monolithic cumshot rocked through my core, adding yet another foot to her dome that now spanned god knows how much of the living room, the dam broke and the pressure started to lessen. Rivers of spunk escaped from the seal of our bodies, bathing my balls, the floor, the carpet, the people around us in seconds, dense, pushed forward only by the sheer amount that was still coming. The stench of sex multiplied tenfold, maybe even more, as the sea of cum spread throughout the entire lower floor of the apartment, sweeping past furniture and everything else not bolted to the concrete below the tiles. Minutes passed and still I felt too full, my balls aching with unspent cargo, still larger than watermelons, getting bigger and bigger with every heave and expansion.

"D... don't... h-h-hold back on me now..."

As I heard that, something deep inside me felt a challenge, an attempt to hint at the fact that I was, by any chance, not giving her everything I had. A quick look at her face told me that she was very much provoking me into going well beyond. It shocked me: her belly was several feet larger than when I had started, from her abused muff rivers of spunk flowed and I knew I had so much more left to give her and she had the gall to challenge me? Now of all these moments? I just couldn't give her the satisfaction of being right, though by giving her more she'd also be right, in another kind of way. Still, a challenge was a challenge and I wasn't one to back down. I accepted and forced myself to overcome the tiredness that had started to fall over me after an entire afternoon spent between teasing and unloading. She squealed and drew the attention of the cum-covered audience, all of them utterly caked in pure white spunk, now warned that something even bigger was about to come towards them. I glanced back and saw that Lan was beyond drenched in cum, every last feathers soaked till it stuck to her skin, I saw the twins kissing each other, passing between their mouths large globs of sticky cum while Vee and Jake sucked them off. It was pure debauchery, utter depravity without stepping into forbidden lands and the scene, just as caked in white, oozing musk and sweat and lust through the walls and under the floor tiles, wasn't any less lewd. By some mysterious force, even the walls were stained with fresh seed, patches of it drying here and there, be it mine of someone else's it didn't matter, the furniture was covered in thick ropes here and there, entire swathes of the floor were several inches deep below a roiling tide. And I was about to make it worse by several degrees of magnitude.

I bit into Mina's soft neck, her feathers tickling my tongue, and forced myself to cum even more. I felt my cock yawn wider, straining with an ever thickening and increasing load, I felt my balls heave painfully with untold gallons of freshly made spunk to give her and then I felt myself reach a high so above anything else I couldn't even begin to understand how I'd feel after. Then I came, while still riding through the previous orgasm. It was as if I was on a rocket that was already going unbelievably fast, pushing me into the seat, and after that someone lit a booster, its speed going higher and higher with me strapped and unable to stop anything. I came twice, the pleasure was so great it hurt so good. Mina howled, shivering uncontrollably from head to toe, her feathers standing on end everywhere they weren't glued to her by yet more cum. My cock thickened all over again, inches in girth at once just to prepare for what was to come, stopping the flow of seed entirely for but a moment before it came back, stronger, denser. Mina screamed, her belly ballooning out so fast it almost felt like I was compacting all the gallons I had given her over the entire day in one single cumshot. The vast expanse of plush, feathered belly doubled in size by the time I realized what was going on and it still kept going. I hugged her as tightly as I could, my balls still far too heavy, far too big for me to believe it, but the impact, the force with which they hit her battered backside. She moaned and moaned, her cunt squeezing so hard it almost hurt, or maybe I was getting too big for her to tolerate even with her seemingly indestructible body. Another cumshot, another two feet of belly, another cumshot, three feet, on and on it went for god knows how long. All that I could feel was the flow of cum, her moans, her squeezing, her wetness and the sheer, undiluted, virile stench of sex and musk in the air. Stronger than I had ever felt it and somehow I knew I could go on. As Mina fainted in my arms, too tired to last through another flurry of orgasms, her body shutting down under the barrage of pleasure and the overwhelming sensations of being turned into a massive wobbling dome of baby batter. Around me was utter chaos: everyone was frantically fucking anyone who was free and even those that were not, the twins fighting for Vee's drooling vent even though she was already being filled by Lan's beak as the raven ate her out, Jake mounting her in turn. It was madness, it was magnificent, it wasn't enough.

I pulled out, my cock scraping Mina's inner walls as I took out foot after foot after foot, three and then four, each single inch coated with layers of cum and her fluids, dripping upon a lake of cum. Now that there was nothing to plug it, my hen's womb was open, spread so wide I could see inside, even if for just a split second before the pressure started emptying it on the floor, adding to the small lake of spunk already there. It spread like a true tide, washing away pieces of furniture but most of all the people around us as it barrelled out of Mina's bloated belly. I stood up, avoiding the flood I had caused, watched it fill every corner and inch of the apartment and then rise and while it rose, I wiped off the cum on her feathers, making them stick at odd angles as I walked to her front and presented my cock to her. I saw her sniff the air, follow the scent even while asleep and open hear beak to swallow it, I obliged. Her gullet welcomed it, stretching wider than ever before with all the new inches of girth and length I had gained, her throat massaging me like a glove made exactly for such massive sizes. I pushed and pushed until her nose was pushed against my crotch scales, the place where my musk was strongest. She snorted, huffing my stench, squeezing a little harder. Her grip almost made it hard for me to pull back and thrust back in, but I won the fight. Her stomach was still full of the earlier loads, though it mattered very little. Swathes of plush feathers wobbled and swayed with every thrust, my nuts slamming into her chest over and over, still some-fucking-how impossibly heavy. It felt like they had grown bigger, wider and all around more annoying but every pump, every twitch and every shot of cum felt so, so much more amazing than before. Her belly grew out yet again, another foot, another pump. Her eyes rolled back to show the white, every thrust making the tide behind her flow a little harder.

But at some point I had to stop giving her all the attention and, as I was still coming, still in the middle of one single cumshot that had already lasted half a minute by the point I had managed to win against Mina's iron grip on my shaft. I grabbed Lan, stealing her from Vee who was using her beak as a dildo, pumping her hips up and down and shoved my cock inside her muff. Sloppy fourths spilled around my tip, the raven screaming inside the snake's vent as she came just from accepting a foot of shaft and a few dozen gallons of spunk. Her belly began to grow instantly, tearing up what was left of her resistance. Vee moaned and came herself, her mouth latching onto my nipples the moment she realized what was going on, draining a different kind of pressure that I had yet to tend to properly. Lan squirmed, her hands roaming all over the place without aim: on her swelling stomach, on Vee's legs, searching for something, anything. I pushed deeper, the tip of my cock poking beneath her skin, ripples coursing through her paunch as I thrust back and forth. She moaned inside Vee's vent every time I thrust forward, her orgasms nearly constant, her legs fruitlessly trying to keep me as deep as she could, but even while she was so deep in her lust, she didn't manage to take all of me, not after I had grown. A good foot was left outside, slickened with Mina's fluids and my cum, and the twins didn't hesitate to throw themselves on it. Each time I pulled back I felt their tongues clean me up to the best of their abilities before I pushed a little deeper inside Lan's stretched cunt, their hands squeezing, rubbing and caressing, their nostrils wide as dinner plates to sniff as much musk they could. Jake, left alone, aimed for the only place no one had claimed just yet and before I realized, I felt his hands pry my cheeks apart and a wet snout pressed against my tailhole. He snorted, sniffed, licked and kissed with desperation, the stench of sex and sweat making his cocks throb and spurt cum as if it was pre, coming over and over much like the others, thickening the haze of lust in the air with their own brands of arousal. His tongue probed the depths of my ass, his lips firmly planted on my pucker, making out with it, bobbing back and forth as I thrust inside the swelling raven beneath me.

My balls still felt too heavy and Lan was running out of space to dump all my cum into, so I pushed her off of me and shoved my cock down Vee's throat. The different feeling made me halt for just a second, stopping to relish the muscles of a reptile squeeze and try to gobble all of my shaft before thrusting forward, piling inches and then feet inside her stomach, the bulge travelling from the bottom of her throat all the way to the bottom of her belly and then even further, her skin stretched so much I could see the veins of my flesh pump blood through it. Her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, her nose full of musk and her stomach full of seed. I came again, lodged as deep as her lithe frame allowed me, her belly swelling a couple of feet at once before the pressure started to overwhelm her and thin jets sprayed from her nostrils.

I pulled out again, my shaft still bloated, still letting loose dozens of gallons of cum every few seconds, hosing the floor with a fresher batch of it before I managed to grab Cyril and lodged myself in his ass. He screamed, suddenly too full with cock and too full with spunk, unable to move or maybe unwilling to. Dan rushed to his front, and took his twin's dick in his mouth, bobbing on it as Cyril shot his load, squirming in my arms as his belly too swelled till he looked several months pregnant with triplets. The very tip of my shaft still managed to poke at the top of his paunch, looking fatter than before, the cumslit still yawning impossibly wide to let all that pressure out. When he finally had no more space left, when his mouth started oozing with my spunk, when his twin and Jake were left in the same situation, a small hill of sloshing bellies thrown to the side, next to the immense expanse of Mina's plush body, I was still not done. I hugged my shaft as it let loose its cargo into the air, onto the walls, the ceiling, scraping drywall off like a pressurized hose, coating every inch of space in dozens of layers of thicker and thicker cum. I pumped my arms up and down, trying to encircle what felt like a tree trunk, my balls filling all the space between my legs, touching the ground, moved only by the force of the tide around me. I heard the door of the apartment start to crack and bend, even though Cyril had reinforced it for this exact purpose a while ago, and I didn't care. I kept coming, I kept unloading, I kept making out with my very own cock, not caring for where it ended up pointing at. I didn't even care when I heard the door shatter and the level of cum stop rising and slowly, slowly, slowly begin to lower. I didn't even care when I felt my legs give in and the ground get closer to as I fell.