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So there I was, sitting once again in a hospital bed, with my fancy white gown on, waiting for a doctor to come back and give me some kind of explanation as to why I was there and why I was not yet next to my sister's bed, holding her hand after a couple of weeks of complete isolation from each other and giving her all the love she didn't get in here. Well, I had a bit of an idea as to why I was not with Mina as of this moment and it probably had to do with the fact that I had spontaneously, suddenly, grown another pair of nuts overnight. Maybe that is a good reason why I was in a gown. Just maybe. Also the reason why I was left alone in a bigger room this time instead of a small one like the other in a different area of the hospital.

As I waited for the good old doctor from the call to come to me, I tried to make myself comfortable in the bed I was in, but it was proving to be quite the hassle and a challenge with all the stuff I had fighting for space between my legs. If I sat normally on the bed, my legs dangled to the sides, pushed out of it by a mountain of sweaty herm nut, if I sat on the edge, said nuts threatened to pull the entire thing down on the ground as the weight shifted in ways the bed could not support. If I stood up it might have been better but I did not know when they'd come back. In the end, I resorted to laying down and letting my legs rest on my balls like a big, lewd, churning beanbag chair. I could feel the rumbling going on down there and the friction of my legs around my cock was proving to be quite the explosive combination, seeing as the wall opposite me was getting a nice shower of musky herm pre. It had been like that for a while now, starting from the moment Vee had begged me to fuck her before going to the car. I could not give her that for the moment, I was too worried about Mina and curious to hear the explanation to this new body of mine to waste the couple hours I'd want to give her. She did settle for being my little condom for the ride though. Jake had complained it should have been him and not her, mostly because he had to drive the whole time with his cocks out of his pants to avoid busting a nut behind the wheel and all over himself. Vee had made sure to make him suffer, her mouth safely latched around my cocktip for the ten minute drive, her belly swelling ever few seconds with new batches of precum. As far as I knew, having four balls meant that just existing would cause me to drip like that every time I was only kinda horny. Fortunately for me and for the car, I was admitted before I could actually get any hornier than I already was. Still, Vee was left with a bit of a paunch that prevented her from getting out of the car, attempting over and over again to cram the four feet of sloshing precum-filled belly into the small door. If that was just my idle flow, I'd need some serious work to keep the girls below in check from now on.

Seeing the several dozen gallons drip down and taking in the heavy scent of sex that just me existing caused the room to smell of brought back memories of that naughty doctor that hugged my cock the other time. As if the new sensations that having a quartet of balls between my legs instead of just a regular couple like most beings on the planet was not enough, as if me trying to find a comfortable position that caused endless rubbing, as if the memories of a horny dragoness using my cock like a lewd, living body pillow she could kiss and worship was not enough taken singularly, each amplified the others in a loop. Before I could realize it, my cock was between my tits, pushing them apart, right under my nose and spilling a few hearty gallons of cloudy precum every other second, now hosing the wall behind me instead. It had been a while since I got some me time with it at this size, mostly because it generally swelled past my head faster than I could and because I had company, but seeing that I was alone, why not have some fun?

I grabbed it in my hands just like any day, utterly unable to get around it or even have my fingers meet like any other day, my arms squeezing it so that I could give myself a quick titjob. I felt milk spill from the girls above, dripping on the floor to further enlarge the puddle of wasted precum from the ten minutes I had been waiting there all alone. For the first time in weeks I opened my mouth and kissed my tip, my fingers racing to peel back the foreskin that still covered most of it. A blast of pre hit me straight in the face, splattering all over my chest and around me, but I did not care, I'd clean myself afterwards. As I licked and nuzzled my cock, rubbing my snout against my glans, snorting the dense musk like my pets loved to do, getting more and more drunk on my own musky stench, shoving my tongue under my foreskin to lap all the denser precum that pooled under there, as I hugged my own cock and squeezed it in between my tits, I wondered why I did not do this more often. Sure, my lovers were amazing and had become good enough to make me cum in minutes but doing the job myself was always something out of this world. The pleasure of tasting my own flesh, of feeling the texture of my cock on my tongue and my tongue running over my cock, the newfound sensations that came from me kneading my balls with the entirety of my legs, was honestly too much. In a moment of distraction, too engrossed in the feeling of sneaking my tongue down my cum pipe to tease it a little more, my cock lurched forwards, growing almost a foot in a few instants, ramming itself down my throat. I felt my mouth bulge out with eleven inches of arm-thick shaft, my throat dancing up and down to swallow every last drop of the constant flow of precum, gallon after gallon of it. Since it was night and I had not eaten in a while, the sudden, lewd meal was welcome and while my stomach filled with the product of four churning nuts, I began bobbing up and down my cock like the good old days in which I had not yet gained the pleasure of having Mina do the sucking for me. It was far harder now, too much girth, too much to swallow and cram inside my own mouth but so much better than then. Every time I pushed I felt my throat swell with more and more inches of throbbing breeder meat, every time I pulled back I felt it shrink and felt the void left behind.

My tongue sizzled with the taste of myself, such a nostalgic feeling, such a pleasure that I denied myself so that others could enjoy it more than I did, such a shame. I had long since lost the ability to gag, many years of being single with a two foot cock tend to cause such a thing I presume, so I could simply shove more and more and more of myself down my gullet. As my belly swelled from the sheer amount of pre I was drinking, it provided even more stimulation, soft flesh enveloping every last inch that my tits could not.

The bed creaked loudly, threatening to break the moment I started humping, using every muscle in my body to facefuck myself right then and there. I could feel the ache of a far too full mouth and the tightness of it, I could feel the insane pleasure of my stomach swelling and the way my own throat danced as well, two parts of me feeding conflicting and complementary signals to my brain until it all started to become too much to handle. My hips moved faster, making my sack sway back and forth, the bed begging for me to stop at this point, the metal not designed to handle a hyper herm fucking her own mouth, much less designed to handle me. I let go of my shaft, allowing my throat and my tongue to service it, to slather it in saliva and squeeze it in ways mere fingers couldn't, drunk on the taste of myself, and used them to knead my tits. Milk spilled by the gallon splattered on the floor, running in thick rivers over my titflesh, slowly emptying each of the two watermelons stuck to my chest that I called tits. It took a minute of exploration to realize that they too had grown, swollen to H cups if not even more, maybe because I had been far too busy with the newly grown pair of balls to notice it. But as I grabbed my nipples and pulled them, feeling thick spurts coat my arms and soak through the hospital gown, I couldn't be happier. More for me to flaunt and more for my little pets to love and worship. My feet pushed into the mass of firm nut, my muscles actually aching because of the strength I needed to put into them just to make them deform under my claws. I felt sweat stick to my scales, both from the workout I was having and the heat from my own body turned the room into a musky sauna, surpassing what I had made of Jake's place in the several weeks of me staying the night over there. The plans blossoming inside my head as I crammed the second foot of cock down my throat made me moan, the mere thought of what I could do to enjoy all this much of myself was the drop that broke the vase. I came inside myself, the first spurt of cum slamming into my stomach like a punch, doubling the size of my belly within a couple of seconds, forcing my cock out as the pressure made it swell. I moaned as hard as having a mouth chock full of cock could allow me, cradling my shaft in my arms and stroking myself gently, coaxing more cum out of my overburdened nuts. Pump after pump after pump still managed to fill me even more as I felt the entirety of myself slide out, throbbing, twitching and when the tip was out, all four of my balls heaved and shrunk visibly.

In the flash of white that was that orgasm I realized that those pumps, the near dozen gallons that single first shot had dumped in my gut, was little to nothing, just the few drops that trickle out before the real thing comes. I arched my back, howling as my cock rose to full mast in an instant, towering over me like a lew throbbing pillar, straining to accommodate everything my balls were letting out. The first shot splattered on the wall with enough force to make the paint crack and the windows shake as if something had impacted against the building, just a couple moments to coat the entire room in gooey white. I felt as if that single spurt had wasted a hundred more gallons that could have been used to fill someone's womb to immobility and yet they now oozed down on the floor. I waited for the first shot to wane for what must have been two entire minutes, maybe five or ten, I don't know, but as the level of cum around me rose and rose, as the room was coated ten times over in layers of fresh spunk, as I moaned and writhed on the bed that had not somehow already collapsed, I realized that it would never stop. My orgasm rekindled, or rather, grew stronger, a dozen times stronger when I finally understood that each of my nuts worked in a beautifully lewd and obscene chain, each making sure that the flow would never halt, that it kept going on and on and on without end. They all twitched in turn, a chorus of churning nuts, heaving endlessly to force countless gallons out of me. This would not stop until I was empty. No more I could restrain myself, savour each spurt that made my body shiver and shake, no longer I could ration my orgasm. In a sense I was now forced to cum hard enough to faint and it felt amazing. I grabbed my cock, hugged it, my tits squished to the sides once more as I pumped my arms up and down, aiming it at the ceiling so that it would rain upon me, only for the bed to snap and make me fall into the four foot high pool of cum I had made. The door cracked, or rather, was torn out of the hinges when I aimed my shaft towards it, lasting a good couple of seconds before the pressure of the thousands of gallons lapping at my balls and the hose of spunk became too much for it to bear. Despite the outlet, I still felt the level of cum rise and rise, drop after drop of spunk. Then I heard a moan come from someplace not too far, a moan that I knew so very well. I came again, the endless, half an hour long orgasm I was still riding redoubling in strength and intensity. Windows popped, doors crumbled as I came hard enough to flood the entire floor, my cock resting on the floor as I laid upon it, using it as a lewd pillow, licking, nuzzling and worshipping it like I had always done before. I stepped out of the room, still cumming as hard as the first minute I had started, now waddling through one of the usual lakes of spunk I was so familiar with, only this time I had no one but myself around, no one to force me to hold back. So, the second I walked out of the room I plopped my ass on the first comfy chair I could find, not too far from where I was luckily, plopped my ass there and rode my orgasm through. I spread my legs and let my cock flop over my shoulder, hosing wall after wall after wall as I waited, shivering and shuddering all the while, massaging my aching nuts with my feet once again, only this time it was to make them cum even more than they were. I felt them lurch, churn and swell despite them dumping hundreds of gallons ever minute, coaxing them into letting go for once, for the first time in a sense. The hospital was starting to flood, not in a cute way. Once again the sound of doors shattering under the white frothy tide reached my ears, windows cracking and the splash of countless loads splattering on the asphalt below following those heavenly sounds. As the first hour of non-stop cumming passed by, I still felt so damn full, so damn needy and so happy I could let go for once. I relaxed, spreading my legs some more as I rested my head on the sofa, my cock between my arms and my tits, the air so heavy and densely packed with musk I couldn't imagine anyone but me staying inside it for a minute and not cumming their brains out. It was marvellous. I closed my eyes and sighed, content, going for a nap while I emptied the tanks for good.

When I opened my eyes again, I was not on the sofa anymore, rather, I was on a bed, just not the one from before, in a different room, surrounded by doctors. I groaned, not as much because I was tired after all that moving and work, but rather because as I got up, slowly, my back resting on the bed, I felt that my balls were just as heavy as they were when I entered. What was the point of me taking the effort to let go if after a nap they were already full again? What the hell did I flood an entire wing for then? Fucking hell...

"Miss Nyla, how are you feeling?" The old human that had welcomed me, the same that had discharged me the other time, stepped forward and put a hand on my shoulder. Dillon was the name if I wasn't wrong. He wore a mask on his face, everyone did, a good thing considering that the place reeked of cum and sweat to high heaven.

"Like I need to bust another nut all over again." I may have moaned a little when I shifted to try and find a better position. Suddenly the entire room fell silent enough for me to hear the churning of cum in my nuts as the doctors froze and stared at me with worried expressions. They were all wearing masks and gloves, Despite me having probably flooded the entire hospital, I still felt my nuts twitch and spill a dozen gallons of precum that filled the condom I just now noticed was wrapped around my cock.

"Have you given her the lotion and the suppressants?"

"Yes, sir, we made sure of it." One tall skunk handed over a folder that the man skimmed through.

"Sorry for the mess I made. You left me alone and I was really horny." I smiled, hoping the innocent act would hold water better than the doors of this hospital could hold my spunk back. "It happened all so fast."

"I know, there was a camera in the room." Oh damn. I gave another show, huh? Neat. "It seems that the compound in your bodies has not gone away completely. We thought that not seeing traces of it in your blood might have been a good thing, but after analysing the sperm and semen samples from your previous visit and what you... ejaculated this morning, it seems we were wrong." This morning? How long was I out?

"Wait, what time is it?"

"It's currently 7 pm." Oh, this is just great. I arrived here at 4 am, so I have spent the entire day sleeping. No wonder my nuts are full all over again. They'd be on an average day after a few hours, but like this I can't even imagine just how much they had the time to pack... I'll have to take a while tonight to get them to acceptable levels. "Anyways, the samples we collected from you two weeks ago showed a minimal concentration of that substance while the samples from today have nearly two thousand times that amount."

"I don't know what that means."

"We are starting to think that your body has assimilated the compound and now produces it on its own when you're aroused." That makes sense. Right? The man flipped through a series of papers while I sat there and spread my legs so that an intern could change the condom and put a new one on. The old one was carried away with a wheelbarrow since it was so fucking big. Now that is hot. "This compound has some interesting properties: first of all it's the cause of your growth, both the initial burst and the constant changes you have experienced over these past few months; secondly, it has a strong aphrodisiac component to it, hence why you're always aroused, more so than most hypers of your class." Hey, I'm not always horny! Just three quarters of the day even when I'm asleep.

"Would this compound cause growth in other people as well?" My mind went to Horace and his big fat balls and to everyone else who had been gaining an inch here and an inch there for months now. Having a harem of super hung lovers is amazing.

"It most definitely would." Dillon frowned. "The good part is that your body is getting adapted to the compound and therefor the growth should slow down to a negligible amount soon enough."

"My balls would like to disagree." I lifted the bed sheets and the gown, letting everyone see them as they churned and squirmed, so heavy they deformed the bed beneath them and hot enough for wisps of steam to rise up in the air. People around me took a step back but craned their necks to have a better look as I patted them, giving loving rubs to my girls, easing some of the ache of being too full all over again. "I did not have four nuts yesterday when I woke up."

"Yes, uhm... that is quite the mutation indeed." He blushed and looked somewhere else. However, with me being me, everything else was just as big and drippy and oversized as my nuts: if he looked at my cock, he'd be staring at a two and a half foot long soft shaft thick as a two-litre soda bottle, if he looked at my tits, he'd be staring at two HH cups stuck to my chest that strained the gown and leaked milk worse than a cow. "Can someone get a milking machine from the maternity ward? The one for hyper mothers." A few rushed out and headed somewhere else to get what the man wanted for me. I felt some relief at the notion I'd get the chance to properly drain them. "As I was about to say: this mutation might be caused by an abnormal accumulation of the substance in your bodies, probably exactly because you have gotten used to its effects. It builds up until the concentration is high enough for more radical changes."

"Well that does line up with my experience. My cock stopped growing once it got to four and a half feet hard and my balls seemed to not go over the one hundred and twenty pounds even after edging for an hour so... wait... you said 'bodies' not 'body'." My head turned around to let me look at him better. "Plural not singular?" He nodded. I took a second to process this, to understand the meaning until I knew what he was talking about. "So the reason why you called me was because Mina also experienced something, right?"

"Yes. Initially we called you for a quick check-up after we noticed the changes in your sister's body but when you arrived we thought it'd be better to isolate the both of you and monitor your conditions before doing any other exam." The doctor smiled, a wry smile that told me he was kind of expecting me to do the mess that I did. "The ward you were moved to just before your incident was emptied beforehand, the doors leading out reinforced after we read some reports of other events you were involved in." He probably referred to the several buildings I flooded. Bet they didn't expect me to still shatter their expectations by cumming so much the windows broke anyways. "The area has been sanitized and the seed collected for more studies." Oh my, collecting a young herm's cum for studies... how naughty. "Would you like to see your sister now?"

"Of course. I've been waiting for so long." I tried to stand up but had to be helped by several people otherwise I'd fall. I guess I was still not entirely used to the new weight between my legs. I leaned in to a cute lizard, asking her for some more help since she seemed the strongest of the bunch, my tits accidentally squishing into her face to the point that my nipples poked through the gown and squirted a thicker stream of milk on the floor. "Sorry dear."

"I-it's... fine." I guess it wasn't since I could smell her growing aroused in more ways than one given that before long I was feeling something rather hard poke my ass from where she was. My god it was so cute. I had her help me a little more, using her shoulder as a support as I followed Dillon around the place.

"Wow, you really put us in quarantine." No matter where I looked, there was no one around but me, the other doctors, my cute little herm lizard and the overpowering stench of industrial grade bleach, probably to remove the leftover musk from my orgasm. Broken doorframes with ripped off hinges and fragments of doors laid here and there while some workers hurried to install new windows in several locations.

"It's not as much quarantine as much as it is prevention." Dillon coughed, still not looking at me as we walked side to side. Every step I made was getting easier, allowing me to figure out how to walk with all this mass wobbling on my chest and jiggling down below constantly. It was not easy but it was definitely doable. "The other time you had an accident in our hospital, when doctor Synn wanted to, uhm, measure you, the lingering scent caused more than a few patients on the maternal wing to report sudden orgasms and a young woman in labour claims that after she smelled something in the air, the pain of her contractions faded to the point she couldn't feel it anymore." Well I'll be damned, my musk makes woman cum just from smelling it. That is definitely a new record for me. "So we put you in here to make sure we wouldn't have half of that wing moaning and screaming to be fucked by the staff with the right equipment for the whole day." At this point I felt right to add this to the list of things I could do. "Some of the board members proposed to analyse the component of your scent to produce an infuser that could help with special treatments. If you allow us to of course."

"I'll think about it." The idea of having people smell a concoction a scientist extracted from my balls to make women cum on the spot was definitely something I'd be willing to see, especially if things involved some compensation. I bet I could get rich just from that.

"In here." Eventually we stepped inside a new hallway and walked for a couple seconds more before Dillon stopped and put his hand on the handle of the closest room. "She just came back after doing another MRI scan so she might be a little tired. We've been asking her to do some more intense tests these past hours so don't make her move too much." I nodded and prepared my thumping heart for whatever I was about to see.

The second that the door opened, a sweet, alluringly, painfully arousing scent blasted me straight in the face, strong enough to make me step back. Everyone else was still wearing masks but I could see them flinch as well, just not as much as me. On top of that, I felt my cock grow hard just from a single sniff, the sheer potency of what I knew was Mina's scent starting to slip through the inhibitions that the lotion they had slathered over every inch of my groin had put up. A single spurt of precum let my balls, then a second and a third, forcing the latest condom to bloat with nearly twenty five gallons of pure precum by the time I stepped through the door. I pinched the damn thing, closed it and walked forward before someone managed to get a new condom on me, leaving a trail of pre behind me as my eye settled on my sister's body. Our eyes met for what felt like a million years, locked together before she led me to look downwards with a finger, lower and lower until I stumbled upon her chest and the pleasant, soft new additions to her already immense pillows. Whereas I had grown another pair of nuts, just as big as the first one, just beneath her breasts a new pair had blossomed, the lower set of tits pushing the other one upwards, making each of them look so much bigger than they were. Or maybe they had grown too, which was also possible. She smiled and cupped the lower pair, the muscles in her arms struggling a bit to lift all four, but in doing so, she moaned and from each of her nipples, thick streams of creamy white milk spilled, bathing the entire bed in it. Her moan echoed in my head for seconds, breaking more of the barriers inside me, making my cock swell another foot. I took another breath and, as I relished in it, I felt something deeper, something new and fresh that made something inside me tick. My balls groaned, churning so hard the room shook for the briefest of seconds before stopping.

"Hello Daddy, I see you're eager to see me." Mina smiled, that sweet, sweet smile of hers. I stepped forward and grabbed her hands before planting a much needed and long awaited kiss on her beak, short, painfully so, but more than enough to tell her I had been worried sick for her.

"Of course." I smiled back and hugged her, my tits spread around her head, milk spilling freely, both from me and for her, giving the air a bit more sweetness while my musk started to make itself known to everyone. I grabbed one of her tits and squeezed, the softness of her flesh coupled with the size allowing my hand to sink inside almost completely. "How big are you now?"

"Oh, I guess I must be II cups. I'm thinking of getting one of those shirts that say 'my cup size is the alphabet'. That'd be nice." She smiled. I liked the idea. Her birthday was coming up soon so it would be a nice present. That and a few dozen loads up her muff. "At this point I doubt numbers and letters mean anything. The only thing that matters is if you like them. " Oh, I liked them very much. She guided my hands to her breasts once more and I squeezed, feeling the milk spray from her stiff nubs in amounts that made my own leaking pale and not just because she had four tits to use. She had both quantity and quality over me. She giggled and moaned when I lapped the white creamy stuff off my hand and then bit one of her nipples, suckling on her tit like I had done when she was still in heat. She tasted even better than I remembered, so sweet and dense, so rich... so perfect for a mother. Guess hens were indeed made to be breeders.

"You look amazing Mina." She giggled. "As always." I kissed her forehead, holding her hand in mine as the doctors closed the door and sealed the room. "Is this the extent of her changes?" Again that weird feeling of something new peeked from the back of my mind, her scent just a tad too different for me to let go.

"Yes, why?" Dillon seemed confused by my question, checking the charts again just to be sure. "All I have points to that conclusion. Is there something you noticed? You're family so I guess you'd know better than us after all."

"Well..." I let go of my sister's hand and put it on her belly, stroking the soft feathers, ruffling them a bit. It had shrunk till one wouldn't even be able to tell it had been as big as her a while back, no signs of stretching anywhere and yet I felt that it was not the same, that there was something more. "I smell something different about her." Everyone frowned at my words, even Mina herself, her own hands reaching for her belly and patting for a few seconds.

"Yes! Right! Doctor Dillon I was forgetting." One of the other doctors, the same rat that had been with me the other time, slapped his forehead hard enough to make the echo overpower the constant rumbling that came from my nuts. He held the folder in his hands high and handed it to Dillon. "I got the MRI scan back and the echography as well and the results are, uhm... it's better if you look at them yourself." The old human grabbed the folder and stared at the pages for a while, his eyes widening more and more with each second, flipping back and forth between pages like a madman at some point. "I had the same reaction."

"WH-what's wrong with me? Is it cancer? I have cancer or something?" Mina's feathers looked like they had lost even more colour, her hand shivering as she rushed to grab mine and squeeze in the hope of finding support. I held her and took her closer to me, sharing her warmth and our heartbeats for the long seconds as we waited for the answer.

"It's not cancer that much I know but it looks like... well... it looks like a second... a second egg chamber just... grew in there." The silence returned, for longer this time as everyone processed the words the doctor had just said. Oddly enough, I was not surprised, not entirely, it was precisely what I had smelled even though I had no idea what it had been but in hindsight, it couldn't have been anything else but that. Mina's grip loosened for about a split second before returning far stronger than before, the eyes that had lost all their light at the idea of that illness now shining with joy. Such a bird brain she was, one moment she's worried, the next she's happier than ever.

"YES!" She screamed, throwing her head on the pillow, forcing everyone to return to this world instead of staying in their own minds. "Aren't you happy Daddy? I've got two egg-makers! TWO!" She giggled again, standing up and hugging me. Our tits rested on top of each other, nipples rubbing as she jumped over and over, milk spilling by the gallon each second from the light, pleasurable squish of all that titflesh. "More eggs for Daddy! It's great! I can get super pregnant now!" I could see the doctors become shocked witnessing the ease with which she had accepted the news, her smile so wide they didn't quite know what to do or say other than stand there and watch. Mina dragged me down, forcing me into a long, needy, desperate kiss that lasted far longer than it should have. Not that I would complain, I missed doing this way too much to let it go. I hugged her, lifting her up as I plopped her ass back on the bed and moved on top of her, my cock sandwiched between us, smothered by a rather literal wall of tits and hosed in milk. "I'm going to give you so many children we'll break every record that there is on this world." Her body squirmed under mine, rubbing and teasing all the right places over and over, the scent of her arousal growing to match mine in ways she had never been able to do before. I wanted her. I needed her. I would take her right now.

"I'll make sure of it, don't you worry my love." I kissed her again, grabbing my cock so that I could shove it inside her muff, her hands lowering so that they could part the soaked gown she was wearing. I didn't even care for the audience of utterly shocked people around us, if anything, then watching as I'd fuck her full like last time was only a major turn on. However, I was interrupted, rudely so if I may add, dragged me away from her by several doctors. For a moment, I thought of retaliating, of growling at them just for the audacity to take me away from my sister, from the mother of my children and head of my harem, then that moment passed and I calmed down. Well, my brain calmed down, some other part of me didn't. "Sorry, got lost in the heat of the moment." Worry faded from the doctors and they breathed again.

"The question is: why did she mutate twice?"

"Well cause Daddy came inside me of course." She smiled and Dillon simply sighed at that, rubbing his hands on his old temples with a dejected expression. "I mean, she filled me so much there had to be some change."

"I guess." The man flipped through the pages for a bit more, writing stuff here and there as the chatter among the other doctors increased. I patted her belly, now knowing that she was even more special for me. Two egg-chambers... now that is something to brag about... I heard that some human females are born with something similar, but how many can say that they grew another womb like my little naughty hen did?

"How bad will her heat be now? The season is only a few months away." I sat on the edge of the bed, balancing it with my legs so that it would not topple under my weight.

"I have no clue whatsoever." That was not the answer I was expecting to hear, at all. "I'm not an expert in hen or dragon biology, or rather, not expert enough to tell whether it'll be a normal heat or whether we're going to need to quarantine the two of you like we do for some hypers out there."

"There's someone who has it so bad they have to be isolated? Really?" Mina's eyes went wide, as did mine. I thought that the heat I went through was bad enough but having to go through something like that... it must he hell for the poor girl or herm in question. "That must be so fucking awesome! No one around, only sex and sex and more sex till your womb is so full you can't walk anymore." This was precisely what I expected her to say. I kissed her forehead again.

"I wouldn't be so envious if I were you, those people are practically pregnant their entire lives. Every heat needs to be put out by insemination, which means they are never going to spend a year of their lives after the first season without giving birth a few months later." Dillon seemed almost sorry for those people. "They spend their entire lives in that state."

"That sounds even more amazing... man, I wish I could be like that. I would have gotten Daddy to fuck me so much earlier..."

I think by now those familiar enough with Mina had a clue to what she thought or wanted, but I guess even then, hearing this sort of stuff straight from her mouth must have been a shock. Me? Well... I was emotionally invested in the situation and to be honest, I loved the idea just as much as her. The possibility of being able to simply fuck her heat out, to pump her full of eggs for the rest of her life, to see her swell and swell again and again, year after year, her tits always taken by one of our children. I may have let out a bit of a moan at that thought, which, of course, meant that my cock felt the need to make itself known and put my ideas in practice. Thankfully, the doctors knew better now and had replaced the condom already. Unfortunately for them, that idea was so marvellously debauched and so insanely arousing that I 'forgot' to hold myself: the condom swelled with two dozen gallons within seconds and then swelled again with even more. My nuts twitched madly, desperate to pump all the heavy cargo they carried into the willing and just as horny hen next to me. Mina mewled, knowing what I was thinking, what my body wanted, her muff becoming slick, puffing up to entice me. She grabbed her breasts, squeezing them, playing with her stiff nipples only to let them go and latch onto mine, coaxing me into letting her milk me in front of that crowd of blushing doctors. Another spurt, another dozen gallons of pre. The doctors rushed to change the condom that threatened to burst, not managing to get the next on before I forced a stronger spurt out, bathing five people in sticky precum as well as the floor beneath.

"Now, I think visiting time is over." Dillon sensed that things were starting to go south far too quickly, especially since the new condom was already half as big as the previous one and it had only been ten seconds since it had been put on. I was gently pushed off the bed. "Say goodbye to your sister." I knew why we were being separated and I was almost tempted to say no and refused, but I knew better than to mess up like that.

"We'll see each other soon. Rest and take care of yourself, ok?" I kissed her and felt her melt into my arms like she always did, her moans and her shivering trying to make me stay. "Don't give too much trouble to the doctors."

"I'll try." Mina pouted a little, which made her look a hundred times more cute and lovingly chubby than she was. "I'll miss you."

"Same." Another kiss. This time it was broken by the good old doctor Dillon. "Bye." I watched her sadly wave me goodbye for a second or two before the door closed behind me. The good doctor started walking away from Mina's room and so I followed him close behind. "I hope she didn't give you too much trouble while she's been here."

"The first few days the bathroom breaks from the male staff jumped up almost tenfold, more than that for the herm staff." Dillon didn't react after saying that, he simply kept walking forward. "Then she tried to get anyone to fuck her to calm her and someone had the idea to agree. Four are suspended after being found with their pants down, literally."

"Sounds like normal business for her." I smiled and patted his back to encourage him. He was old, maybe being assigned to us was not the highlight of his career. "Oh, right, I was forgetting: where's that milker you mentioned? My tits are so damn full I'm thinking of borrowing someone's mouth to help me." I will proudly admit I said that just to her the gulping sounds from all those that had been staring at them for the past hour. It will never stop being funny to tease those kinds of people like that.

"We will set up a room so that you can get the pumps working with some privacy."

"And do you have something for the girls below?" I pointed downwards at my balls. "When I said that I was feeling like busting a nut I was not kidding. I really need to get them empty as well or this little condoms won't last more than a few second each by the time I'm out of this place." The doctor cocked an eyebrow, maybe just to try and gauge whether I was kidding or being serious. He looked down and sighed, deciding I was being serious after all.

"There's some experimental equipment we had ordered for a project involving hypers a while back, something that we thought could help find the gene that causes hypers to be born in the first place but the permits and the funding was lost in bureaucracy and no little amount of embezzling just after the machine arrived. I think we can have you use it." That's great, at least I won't have to worry about making another localized flood again.

The doctor led me around the hospital for a while, the eyes of the staff and a few patients obviously locking onto me as I walked practically naked with no shame or embarrassment. The gown I wore was now completely soaked with milk, both mine and Mina's, torn here and there by what I called 'boob-sway', a little thing that happens when your tits are bigger than basketballs and you don't have a bra to keep them in check at all. Plus there was the whole 'dick so big it hangs lower than my knees at all times' thing that may have helped draw some attention. That and the musk. I guess I don't even know why people look at me anymore, whether it's my rack, my junk or the constant curtain of sex that I have sticking to my scales worse than glue by this point in my life. Maybe it's everything considering that I am, in fact, a herm that is biologically driven to fuck and be fucked. When I think about that, I wonder whether I'll ever get pregnant and by whom. I mean, I do like the thought of Mina, Vee, Lan and Dylan all being egg heavy with my kids but seeing me just as big among them is also something that scratches some of the other itches my body has. Yes, they are far less obvious and pressing than my male side's needs, but it's not like I don't enjoy having Cyril screw me nice and hard or have Jake shove both his cocks inside my vent, although that last one I still have to try. Should I find myself a guy that is a bit more dominant and doesn't immediately beg to deepthroat my cock for once? Should I try and flirt my way into getting a cute boy toy for my needs? Also a good question. I'll think about it.

"By the way, what happened to doctor Synn? Is she sick or something?"

"We had to make her stay home given her behaviour last time you two met." The man shot me a glance that reminded me of the actions that had clearly not been forgotten yet. I smiled at him, pretending not to be aware of what he meant. "She is the hospital's most prepared doctor in matters of hyper biology but at the same time it's not a secret of her passions for her patients. She has never tried to act on them before you so we let her off the hook but it was necessary to keep her at distance this time around." Pity. I liked that woman, maybe I could have dragged her into my harem just because she seemed on board with some of my kinks already. "We are also thankful you did not press charges for her behaviour." This time I had to fake the smile to avoid the irony from perspiring: I mean, I was the one that turned the room I was in into a gooey musky mess and then flooded the entire floor and broke several doors just from cumming a bit harder than normal. The idea that she just made me pop a boner and hugged my cock caused her to be suspended and sent home while I was around felt a little too hypocritical for me to tolerate. "Here it is, please step inside and take your clothes off."

"Sure." I did that last part before stepping in. The gown fell to the ground with a wet splat that everyone in a fifty foot radius heard very clearly I presumed, then I entered the room and immediately saw the machine the doctor was talking about: it was practically, and I'm not exaggerating, a huge mechanized cock-milking machine. Granted, it was very fancy, probably more expensive than Horace's many cars in some regard, sterilized and clean to a fault but it was just that, a tube to stick your dick in and get a load off. Despite the cleaning done, probably several hundred rounds over lord knows how many months, the tube itself still smelled of cum and sex. "Looks fancy." Behind the tube itself, padded inside with gel and stuff, there were a few tubes that led outside the room, probably connected to tanks for storage. "So I just... use it?" I looked around to the two new doctors that had joined us, a young human male and someone that looked like might have been his sister so similar they looked.

"We'd like you to allow us to monitor blood pressure, heart rate, oxygen levels and other points to gather data to better understand your body. It won't be invasive, just a few cables will be attached to the areas we need to get to and then you'll be free to... release." The woman smiled and showed a tray full of those weird thingies they put on patients in movies to monitor their condition. I nodded, might as well throw them a bone for the trouble of handling me. Unfortunately for everyone, after meeting with Mina I was so sensitive and pent-up that just the touch of their hands on my body, especially when I felt their skin brush against my balls and my cock, that my shaft grew a couple feet before they could get out of the way. The man was thrown on his ass and then buried by a throbbing wall of herm cock and sloshing condom.

"Sorry, I'm a bit sensitive today." Even though they slathered triple the dose of numbing cream on my nuts not too long ago. Guess Mina really did push all my buttons in the right way. Not that I had any doubts about it but damn. I moved to the side and helped the man getting up, he blushed but looked more inconvenienced by having to get my condom off than angry or pissed. "Not the first time this happens?"

"I'm studying to be a doctor for Hypers so yeah, I'm expecting much worse than this." Oh really.

"Then I might have to ask for your consults from now on, let you have some experience with little old me on your resumé or whatever you doctors have for a record of patients." He gave me a smile. In the meantime, his sister-looking colleague dragged in another clunky machine that I was a bit more familiar with. "That's the milking machine?"

"Yes, straight from the maternity ward." The two went on to attach cables and stuff to me, then attaching the two pumps to my tits. The girls above seemed to like the idea of being able to get drained and immediately started leaking twice as much as before, the cups around my nipples filling within a second, barely giving time to the woman to get the machine whirring and the milk flowing into the portable tank it had. I sighed with relief, finally getting some of that cargo out of me for once.

"Aaaah that's the stuff." I could feel the weight strapped to my chest get lower and lower, the soft hum and the suction of the machine kind of spurring a bit more production up there than I'd have liked but it wasn't anything excessive. What concerned me more now was the loud churning from down below that just got suppressed by the buzzing of the pumps. Had it not, we'd have all heard the lewd sloshing of my lovely cum factories getting restless after being denied the chance to fill Mina earlier. "How about we get the big guns out, hmm? Let Daddy get some spunk out of her system?" I shot a glance towards the two doctors who stared at me as if someone else was about to enter the room. "Sorry, I forgot you're not one of mine. They like the 'big daddy' play so I act like that often." I had to stifle a moan as I watched the woman slather unholy amounts of lube at the entrance of the bigger milking machine. "Not that I don't like it myself, it's quite fun."

"It's alright miss." The male doctor smiled, not looking bothered at all by the whole Daddy thing and definitely not looking at my junk with the same hunger as everyone else. It was refreshing if anything, but well, I did like being at the centre of the attention that way. "The machine is ready so if you will..." The rest of the sentence was omitted but I knew clearly what she wanted to say.

"Thanks." I grabbed my cock in my arms, lifting it up so that I could stroke myself for a few seconds, give it some love from my hands and my mouth before giving it to that expensive toy. The two watched me nuzzle my shaft, lick it and kiss it with the same slight blush and otherwise professional attitude they had the whole time. It kind of took the fun out of me trying to suck myself off in front of them. "Let's hope it's good." I lined the tip with the oozing entrance and pushed forward until I got about two feet inside. The suspensions hummed and adjusted to the weight inserted while the pistons started to model the inner tubing to the shape of my cock until it was a perfect fit, tight and slick, warmed up by body heat and whatever system the machine had. "Oooh... not half bad." I pushed forward again, forcing the pistons pointing towards me to hiss and push back, the tube shuddering when I stopped moving and let the toy model the shape to my own again. I bit my lips and thrust forward, putting a couple steps in as well until my crotch met the lubed ring outside and everything of mine was lodged as deep as it could go, with a couple feet left as buffer between the end of the tube and my tip. "Scratch that... it's very good..." I grunted, slowly pulling back, an entire foot at once before slamming it back inside, the pistons whirring with life as the machine started to warm up.

"I would hope so, it cost the hospital about a hundred thousand dollars." My my, a real expensive toy. It would be a shame if someone were to... break it... "Would you like us to stay or give you some privacy?"

"By all means, stay... I like an audience while I get my rocks off." I flashed the woman a wide grin, she nodded as if she understood. Bummer, I was expecting some other kind of reaction. I grabbed the handles at the entrance of the tube and pushed deeper again, mashing my crotch against the warm gel as the reservoir at the other end slowly filled with precum. As the level reached halfway a valve opened and drained the dozen gallons into the piping. Well now I know that part works, guess it's time to get moving. As I started to pick up my pace, the slick, wet sounds of my cock sliding in and out, and the hum and huff of the pistons every couple of seconds filled the room, higher than my pleasured grunts and the light slaps of my balls on the underside of the glass.

"Oh, we're here to monitor your data actually." She didn't even look at me as I thrust into the machine faster and faster, my hips starting to ache in that amazing way, that slow burn that let me know everything was working in the right way and that I was warmed up at last. The tubes full of milk attached to my tits wobbled all over the place as I bent forward and fucked the milker even faster than before, the pistons groaning, probably after so many months without having had to cater to a proper hyper. "Those are very nice values." The woman walked between several machines and kept on ignoring me even as the musk in the room was getting to the usual level when I was rather horny, sweat turning into steam here and there over my scales to make the already hot room feel all the hotter. I moaned and pulled back almost two feet before starting to work on the top two and a half, sliding them in and out quickly until I felt my tip swell and a gush of precum big enough to make the entire machine shake leave my balls and impact on the other end. At this point the vent was closing and opening so many times I saw the man push a button to keep it open at all times, the level of sloshing precum in that buffer almost gone entirely. "How are you feeling? Getting close?"

"Not... even... a bit." I grinned and crammed the two feet I had taken out back in and then started pumping those back and forth, my balls creating a lewd arch of nut and ball sweat as they were thrown back by my momentum and impacted hard against the tube when I mashed my groin against it. The slaps were loud and would have hurt if those four beachballs crammed into my sack were not dense as medicine balls or concrete spheres despite me having turned several floors and ruptured windows just this morning. "I hope this thing has a big reservoir..."

"It should have been calibrated right. There's several one thousand-gallon tanks down in the basement to be sure that the seed will be collected in its entirety." Oh really? I smiled and decided it was time to get the engine really into it. If there were several of them, that meant I could take this opportunity to actually get my balls drained right? Right?

"Well then..." I sighed with relief as I slammed my hips one last time and then relaxed, spreading my legs wide and lowering my end of the milker before a loud splatter made the two doctors look at me with confusion.

"Are you orgasming already?" The man craned his head and peeked at the other side and cocked his eyebrows as he saw that the buffer was sloshing with white frothy stuff.

"Not at... mmmmmhhhh... at all..." I sighed and resumed thrusting weakly, a few drops of white precum spilling from the gap as what I assumed the engine of the milker got working and actively drained the tube instead of simply letting the force behind my spurts do the job. "I'm just, mmmmhhh yes that's nice... letting loose a bit... it's not fun to jack off without letting the girls below empty themselves before cumming." I bit my lips and pulled back another foot, caressing my slickened up flesh for a few seconds, letting them see the throbbing and the constant bloating as gallons upon gallons of pre spilled out. I closed my legs for about a second or two, letting my body shake in the vibrations that were caused by the churning of even more loads inside those four orbs. However, I had to resume or else I might fall behind on the production.

"So you're saying you were actively restraining yourself before?" I nodded. "Well, that's interesting. Dora, note that she can hold back and eventually release the pressure inside herself during sexual activities to prevent further growth." The woman did as he asked, scribbling down stuff with a bit of a happy expression. Weird doctors. "Would you like us to turn on the other functions of the milker?"

"Sure..." I grinned and went back to my metallic partner and its hissing and puffing, putting all of my strength into my thrusts. I may have groaned, I wouldn't use this kind of force with my lovers, not even by accident, much less letting go and giving it my all. "Oooooh damn... that's nice." Out of the blue the pistons hissed even louder and started pushing back against me, matching every push and every pull so that whenever I crammed every last inch into it, I'd feel the entire weight of the machine against me, the tube feeling tighter and hotter all over like I was back with Mina again. I grunted and grabbed onto the handles once again and smiled to myself. "Now that's a nice you." I didn't even look at the two doctors as I pushed one more time and heard a magnificent sound, the sound of something creaking and straining, probably something that should have not made that sound at all. I pulled back and pushed again, and again and again, over and over, my balls boiling with god knows how much cum crammed into each of them. The milker groaned louder every time I thrust forward, the pistons churning back and forth like the ones of a steam engine as I moved faster still, relishing the resilience of that machine.

"Tank one is full Henry!" After what felt like an eternity I heard her shout over the cacophony of machinery whirring and working at full speed.

"Already? It's just been five minutes! How can she had filled a thousand gallon tank in five minutes?" They looked at each other and then looked at me, I smiled and kept going, just a bit faster, my claws digging into the tiles of the floor, my balls literally crashing into the tube with enough force to make the impact reach my brain and it felt sooo good. "And it's all still precum! Those numbers are way above what we predicted!" He frowned and looked at me. "Are you close?"

"Not even a little bit..." I think he frowned or at least looked shocked for the first time when I said that, but I didn't care. A thousand gallons? I liked those numbers, though I felt like they could be so much higher. I grunted and hugged the tube, my arms finding two more handles around the insane girth of the machine. Whoever designed it was either like me or had experience. As I found a new position in which enjoy my milking, I let go even more, pushing myself further into a rut intentionally for the first time in a while. What had happened this morning was just me letting go and trying to empty my balls, this time I wanted to test how hard I could make them churn. "Mmmmmh so good..." I may have licked the tube like I would lick my own cock in a moment of utter pleasure as my balls heaved and made the pipes strain some more. One more thrust and the machine wobbled even more than before, the bolts keeping it connected to the floor not so tight anymore.

"Miss... could you take it a bit slower or not... go that hard? The machine..." Henry, what was his name apparently, seemed to start worrying about the state of the milker. Too bad I didn't care, it was supposed to handle hypers, right?

"Surely it can take some more..." My words made him step back and whisper to his colleague for a bit and then they both started pushing buttons and writing down stuff. I took a deep breath, drunk on my own musk by now, my cock surrounded by tight, warm gel and the gallons that leaked out of the seal.

"The second tank is full!" I looked at the clock: three minutes. Would you look at that... I beat my record already. "I'll connect the other four tanks in the basement just in case." Oh, four more you say? Now that's something I must fill... I licked my lips and focused on breeding the milker. Time seemed to slow down, after a while I heard one of them scream that another tanker had been filled to capacity and that the machine was starting to overheat. A bit after that there was a snapping sound and I was lifted upwards, a few inches as the entire thing shot upwards by the recoil of two bolts snapping out of the floor. "Miss!"

"What?"

"Can you... finish faster?" Well make up your mind! First you want me to take it easy then you want me to blow my load quickly... damn. "I don't think the machine can handle you!" Oh my, was he trying to make me blush? "Is there something we can do to help you?"

"Take off your pants and fuck me..." I smiled and lifted my tail, letting them see the utterly soaked slit between my legs, oozing over the hills of my sack. Henry gulped and blushed. "You could also stand by and watch me wreck this toy before I even bust a nut. Your choice." He looked at her, she looked at him, they both looked at me and then he started fumbling with his pants. Woah I was not serious but then again... he has a nice dick. "Come get me and don't hold back." He did not stare me in the eyes as he grabbed a condom he had in his lab coat and put it on. I lifted my tail a little higher and felt his hands grab my ass, squeezing and spreading it, momentarily lost in the feeling. I had to slap his face with my tail or else he'd be standing there, dick out and pants on the floor, for the whole day. "Stick it in and try not to cum too soon ok? Enjoy the honour." I winked and waited for him to get his dick inside me. It took several more seconds, although he was not quite as stiff, rubbing the head of his six incher on the lips of my muff before pushing forward and ending up with his balls pressed against mine in one single wet slap.

"OOooh fuck..." He bit his lips and hugged me, his dick jumping wildly as I clamped down on him hard enough to keep him there for a bit while I enjoyed the feeling of the first ever human dick I got close to. It wasn't big, it wasn't thick but it felt kinda good. If anything it scratched the other itch that I was feeling back there. "So warm..." One more moan on his part and then he actually started moving, gently thrusting in and out while I hammered the milker like there was no tomorrow. Every time I crammed myself into it, the machine heaved, hissed and fell back on the floor, rattling the windows and the equipment around us. "How... how are things Dora?"

"Tank number four is a quarter full already... the breast pumps are also struggling to keep up and I had to attach new tanks for those as well..." She frowned, going back and forth between various items, looking at her colleague barely moving as he hugged my tail and tried to fuck me in a proper way. "Come on Henry! You call that sex? Put some more force into your hips damnit!" Dora rolled her eyes, briefly stopping her button mashing to take a few seconds to remove her coat and toss it on the pre-slickened floor and open her blouse.

"I'm trying...!" Oh, how cute...

"You're doing fine... but you can be a little rougher, you know? I'm strong enough..." Whether he just wanted the all-clear or whether he was just warming up himself I didn't care as I felt the first slap hit my ass and made me clamp down on his dick. "Oooh that's nice... harder!" I squeezed and made him wince for a moment, then he slapped me harder and harder, timing his thrusts with a slap, even adding some dirty talk in between pauses to take breaths. It wasn't doing much but it was so very nice to feel my muff get some attention.

"Tank four is full!"

"Then I guess I can end... mmmmhhh, too bad... I still feel like going but..."

I spread my legs and held the man against me with my tail, keeping him stuck where he was as I milked his cock with my vent, massaging every inch as Vee had taught me a while ago. He rolled his eyes and came within a few seconds, just enough for me to come as well. The pleasure from my vent echoed all over my body, a tide that knocked over barriers and made me moan louder and louder until I felt my balls lurch. A loud, titanic gurgle echoed in the room, overpowering the deafening hiss of the pistons for just a moment before I howled and came as hard as I could inside the milker. The glass around my cock cracked as the sheer amount of cum rocketing through me forced it to bloat, the gel squeezed out of the entrance as even more space was claimed by throbbing herm cock. The impact of the first shot made the entire room shake and threatened to make the pipes burst right then and there, but they held, and as the heat grew, as the musk turned almost too dense to be safe for the two humans, I sighed with relief and let my body do its thing. Dora frantically pushed buttons all over the consoles, pale and clearly worries as the pressure values skyrocketed to unsafe levels. I heard warning beeps echo and get drowned by the creaking and groaning of the entire milking apparatus. Before I could even feel the second shot leave my nuts, I heard a bang so loud the very building shook and quaked. I smiled again, winked at Dora and kept pumping more and more and more cum into the system. There was very little to do this time, I could not take my cock out, I could not enjoy the feeling of it in my arms and I could not watch the level of cum around me rise and rise, but I could still hear the hundreds of gallons crammed into the piping rush down and into whatever was left of the room where the tanks were. Outside us there were sirens going off, people rushing here and there as the emergency status was declared. Again I felt some form of pride for being the one to cause this mess in the first place. Eventually even the milk tanks that she had taken and replaced were full and the pressure made the machine collapse and a tide of milk explode all around us, the pumps attached to my tits falling as the suction stopped. I grabbed them and started to milk myself, watching as the three containers full of my milk rolled on the floor and spilled their content, each probably once holding more than twenty gallons of my cream.

This time I was conscious for the entire time, enjoying the ride from start to finish since it was just an hour long. By that time Henry was breathing heavily on the floor, dick as limp as it could get, the condom almost too full for someone that was just average and painfully human, Dora on the chair with her pants pulled down and one hand feverishly pumping four fingers inside her puffed out pussy. When I pulled back and let my cock flop out there was not even a flood of leftover cum since the glass had already shattered and spilled its contents onto the floor.

"Thanks for the ride guys, I'll come back when you fix this machine." I blew him a kiss and wiped my shaft on the coat he had put on the hanger by the door. "Bye." Outside I was treated to the sight of a whole bunch of doctors looking inside the room with pants tented and stained all over, everyone breathing heavily as I walked among them and went to grab my clothes. The old man was not there and that was probably a good thing, for him I mean. Walking away from the hospital gave me the chance to look at the bubbling brook of cum that oozed out of the basement of the wing where I was, firefighters in full gear rushing here and there to open manhole covers and push everything I had dumped out of my nuts into the sewers. A waste but what can you do about it? Without Mina or the others to take care of it, it had to go somewhere.

I didn't even take the bus, rather, I walked around in my far too small clothes, the seams ripped here and there, entire swathes of nut or tits visible for all to see, my cock reaching down my pant leg, lower than my knee and still leaking cum every now and then. As I looked at the windows of a few shops I felt my phone ring.

"Yeah?"

"Uhm... Nyla... this is Dylan." I stopped, making someone behind me bump into my ass. Something popped into my head the instant I heard her voice and then slapped myself in the snout.

"Dylan... I'm so, so, so sorry! I forgot I asked you to come to my place..." I was tempted to slam my head against a wall or something. "I'll promise I'll make it up to you and your husband."

"It's... it's nothing really... I didn't manage to make it anyways, there was some trouble at the gym and I had to stay." Oh, well then. I mean, I didn't feel any better nor was I any less of a shitty friend but at least I had not made her waste the entire day for no reason. "Listen, uhm, I was actually calling for another reason."

"Yeah sure, tell me." I resumed walking, giving the guy that was still buried behind my back a wink and a kiss as a bit of an apology. He may have fainted on the ground when I left, I don't know. I heard a thump or something. "Something wrong?"

"No, not at all, it was just to, well, to ask you if you wanted to come with me and my husband to the beach."

"The beach?"

"Yes, he has a few days off and wanted to have us take a bit of a trip somewhere warm, get some sun and some rest and since you wanted to have some fun with us I was thinking if you could come and..."

"Oh sure thing, I'd love to." I felt relieved and happy. Plus a bit excited because I was thinking of taking a bit of a trip somewhere without too many people myself at some point, maybe when Jake and Cyril got some time off from work as well. Have the entire harem on a week-long vacation where we could just have sex all day and not bother with cleaning up anything for a while. "But one thing before that."

"Yeah?"

"Are you sure of this Dylan?" She did not answer for a while. "You know how we talked about how you gave up your old life, how you stopped being constantly trying to fuck everyone in sight? You told me you wanted to give yourself only to your husband and no one else for the rest of your life." I sighed and sat down on the first bench after taking a bit of a detour inside a park so that I could talk and rest my feet for a bit. I sat and spread my legs flexing my toes outside my shoes, letting them take some air and making the bench bear the weight. "I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"Why are you asking me this? Why now?"

"Because I bust a nut a short while ago and you're not here, so I can influence you with my musk or anything..."

"Nyla you..." She chuckled. "I appreciate you worrying about me, I really do, but I wouldn't have approached you and did what I did unless I had made up my mind." Oh.

"What about your husband then? You told me you wanted to be faithful to him and only him. I was horny the other day when I asked you to do all that stuff with my shirt and... well... I really don't want to risk everything just because I was pent up."

As we talked I had gotten to a park, where the traffic could not bother me and found a bench in a somewhat quiet and deserted spot. There were a few people passing by next to me sure, and none of them failed to notice the big herm dragoness with her legs spread wide and massaging her tits right there in public but none dared to stay or comment. What can I say, they still ached after all that action before at the hospital. They needed to have some love.

There were a few pictures taken and a few even came back and passed by me a couple more times to get better looks or better whiffs of the insanely heavy cum-stench wafting from me. Unfortunately I was not interested in fooling around this time, well, I was but it would have been nice to just have a few minutes to myself. However, I was not one to say no when a cute boy comes my way and asks me if he can help me with anything. If I had any glasses on I would have pulled them down and gave him a very special look but seeing as I had none and it was nine pm, I only had to curl a finger for him to get closer and sit right next to me. I didn't know what he wanted or why he decided to approach me but it wasn't long before he made his purpose known and acted on it. The ram boi, trying to shuffle his hips and hide his boner, clearly could not resist the attraction and, just as suddenly as he had approached me, he dove down and shoved his face against my nuts.

"Alright dear, I'll try to explain as best as I can so you can rest easy: I want this to happen." Oh, oh damn. "I remember telling you I used to live a life like yours, only that I got more than a couple people heavily pregnant and believe me, anyone who sniffs those fat, heavy balls of yours will one day get a hold of your spunk since you cum so goddamn much and get themselves so impossibly pregnant you're going on some form of record keeping book." Well, that's a massive turn on... "But I want this, I want to be part of your life because we understand each other and we both know what it means to not know anyone like ourselves."

"So... what does that mean?" I heard her sigh on the other end. I was confused, more so than before.

"It means that I want you, my big super hung Daddy, to let me feel what it means to be the bitch, to be so damn hooked on someone's ball musk that I can't walk, so full of cum I can't walk and so enamoured with kissing your tailhole I reek of you for weeks and weeks." Fuck that's hot, fuck that's super hot. "I have been the top dog in all my relationships, in my harem and even with my husband I generally call the shots and for once I want to just be able to lay back and be fucked silly."

"Are you sure of this? What about your husband?"

"Nyla, I have been honest with my husband from the first day you arrived. He knows that you're there with me and he was fine with just that, well, until I brought home your sweaty stuff and he found that he wanted to meet. I said no because we thought it was not the right thing to do at first, but you did what you do best and made every inch of the gym and the lockers stink of you so much you made us buckle and give in." Whoa there girl... "Anyways, we talked about it because we could have simply made you aware of the fact that you kind of reek of sex 24/7 and that my husband was starting to like how I smelled after your sessions and that would have been it but... well... with me being me, an ex-sex fiend and him being the person that single-handedly managed to make me decide to give up nearly a dozen sluts that begged me all day for cock... and I made him forget about his own harem of studs he dragged around so he could get his fix of hyper cock every day." Now my brain was firing on all cylinders. A reverse harem of a single, small male who drags around a bunch of super hung people with a wiggle of his finger is not something I had ever thought possible.

The ram boi between my legs was having the time of his life by the way he huffed and rubbed his snout against my balls. All of that was very indicative of how much he enjoyed it all, so I let him have fun, since there was no one around to look or comment on a herm sitting practically naked in a park with someone half her size desperately huffing the sweat out of her nuts. At least it was a distraction from the serious talk I was having with Dylan.

"We both wanted this to happen. This as in: me burying my face in your ass, taking home more of your stuff and then asking you to come to the beach to get to know you better. I realize I should have talked to you before about this but, well, it was so fun and the rush was amazing!" Her voice rose a bit with excitement at the memory of the other day. "I had so much fun! Never had the chance to bottom that hard in my life! You tasted so good and smelled so good I just had to." My cock twitched in my pants and ripped a few threads here and there, firing a spurt of precum that splattered all over the grass in front of me. "I married someone with a sex drive that equalled mine and, while I have been faithful to him for years and I want to keep it that way we both really want to kneel in front of you like all your lovers and forget about everything. We want to suck and be fucked hard and you know we can take it."

"Damn."

"Damn is the right word Nyla." Dylan chuckled and then paused for a few seconds. "I really appreciate you making sure to give me the time to think about what I wanted to do even when we were both naked and horny in the lockers. It was a nice thing and it shows that you're still the same sweet girl you told me you were afraid of not being anymore." I sighed and looked at the night sky above me, still feeling a little confused. "You went out of your way to make me comfortable and not force yourself on me, that's more than many others I have met in my life before you arrived."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. I want you to know that that means the two of us want to try and make this harem of yours feel more fun for you all the more now. You clearly deserve it." I wasn't sure about that at this point but it was a nice thing for her to say. "Plus we've seen the news regarding some incident at a hospital in town where someone just flooded the entire basement floor and caused a cum geyser to explode out of the manhole covers around it." Ah. "Since I know that was you, my husband has been really, and I mean really, wanting to meet you. He has not stopped huffing your shirt since yesterday and after we saw the news he's also gotten a few loads out of me just to calm himself down. He has rented a quiet bungalow at the beach where we usually go so... no worries if you want to make another scene like that..."

"I understand Dylan but... I am still worried." Small pause. "You know that you are the only one that understands how I feel at times, you went through the same thing and, well, I don't want to lose a friend this special." I sighed and leaned back, the ram diving between my nuts a little more energetically. I grabbed his head and shoved it against them harder, rubbing it in the various muskier and damper patches of sweat and leftover cum. "I don't want to lose you."

"Oh you damn silly girl, I told you I want this, I told you that I can hold my ground against you and you still feel like you could get me so enamoured with your musk and your big fat drooling cock that I can't be a friend anymore?" Oh damn don't say stuff like that... I got a little harder as she praised me, a big weak spot of mine. The ram between my legs felt that, for sure, since he started to suckle on the few inches of cockhead that had ripped my pants, sticking his tongue inside my cum pipe and swallowing shot after shot of precum. "Trust me, we'll still be on the same level, we can still talk and share stories about our little pets and how they make us happy, or how they did in my case, you know. Nevertheless, if we go and share even more, wouldn't it be better? We could share those stories, I could give you advice and on top of that you could even get my husband to blow you and, if you want, I could even let you be the bottom every once in a while, let you feel how it is on the other side of the fence. You can rail me till my legs wobble and I can't walk and I can teach you're the wonderful feeling of being facefucked so hard you only taste cock for an entire day." There was a long pause again. "So... do you want to come and have fun with us?" I sighed once more, hopefully for the last time.

"I already said yes before, didn't I?" Well, the decision has been made. "I'll add 'threesome with a married couple' to the list and check that box, which is right below the 'fucking twin brothers' and 'having boyfriend and girlfriend give me head on their bed' boxes." I could see her smile and laugh from where I was through the phone. "I could play some form of lewd bingo and see how many fetishes I can nail down before I run out of paper." She laughed again.

"Thanks, we'll come by in the morning so you're all nice and refilled after a good night's rest." Yeah... I am not sure about that but ok.

"Sure, see you tomorrow."

I put my phone back in between my tits for safekeeping but did not move, instead, I remained seated on that lonely bench for a bit more, looking up at the sky and the severe lack of starts from all the light pollution of the city. The ram didn't last long after the end of the call, one particularly long sniff right under the base of my cock and a poke from my finger into his bulge caused him to moan and fire everything he had in his own sack in his pants and then slump. The fun had lasted barely two minutes but it had left me quite in the mood for some huffing of my own.

I spent the night at Jake's apartment, where my little lovelies had the entire day to think of what to do once I was back now that they were aware of the new gifts I had. It was messy, more than usual but given that I had taken my time emptying the girls below at the hospital, the tide of cum in the apartment was just a foot higher than normal and every one of them was just a bit more full than they'd have been two days ago. No one complained of course, especially not since I allowed everyone to spend the night in the same bed after sex, with all of my lovers free to shove their snouts wherever they pleased so that their sleep would be even better and, of course, everyone wanted to use my nuts as a pillow. The sight of five different people resting their heads on my balls was something else that I really, really wanted to do again at some point. If anything, it made waiting for Dylan all the more pleasurable.