Ivy's potion, Quil's fun

It was hot out, hot enough to make some turn the air conditioning on within offices and cars but not enough to be unbearable or annoying, just hot enough to enjoy an ice cream and not have it melt in your hands and definitely hot enough to justify stripping half naked in the middle of the street and letting your junk breathe and catch a bit of breeze or take off your bra and let it hang over your shoulders, nipples poking through whatever thin shirt you had. So, as Quil strolled through the streets, she had been treated to a feast of swaying tits, musky balls and hardening cocks as the scents of hundreds of people all seeking to take the edge off after baring their junk to others began to grow. Some were already hard, precum bubbling from hard cocks, spilling onto those walking in front with a lovely, arousing casualness, pussies plump and leaking honey over the legs of herms, females and cunt boys alike, seats at bus stops or at bars and on benches left soaked, marked.

Quil wore a smile the entire time, her own aching shaft rock hard as she had walked by yet another stripping stranger, shooting wads of pre onto the street as her eyes locked onto the fat bulge of the lizard contained within shorts far too small for that kind of junk. She had grabbed onto her shirt, reaching underneath to grope at her tits, milk coating her hands after seconds while she stared, ogling the lithe male trying to wrangle what looked like a foot and a half of wrist-thick cock out of his sweat-soaked undies, eventually managing to get it out only for it to get hard instantly and fire a thick jet of precum right onto Quil's own junk. The dragoness smiled to him and scraped that wad off her shaft, licking it while the lizard apologized profusely, his hard cock swaying left and right, balls churning fat loads of pre that ended up on more people than he had apologies for. The poor thing briskly walked away, pre and sweat soaked pants and underwear forgotten onto the road, a trail of pre following behind him. Quil chuckled and jerked herself off a bit with the taste of that lizard lingering on her tongue, a few shots of her own precum landing onto his abandoned clothes while more strangers passed by, whistling at the lewd show.

That was how it had been from the moment she had left the house, half naked save for a shirt that got instantly soaked in milk, and already fully hard and leaking precum like a broken faucet. Now she stood in the middle of her partner Ivy's lab, far hornier than she had been before to the point she wondered how she had not cum on the spot as the shirt she had been wearing was torn to shreds by her growing, swelling body, the potion she had been given earlier already getting to work.

"Ack! Sorry Ivy!" The dragoness huffed, doing her best to stand still and not move as she let the potion do its job, but not knowing its effect she was entire blind to whatever the lewd lamia had in store for her. Unfortunately she had already knocked over several beakers with her tail.

"No problem honey..." Ivy chuckled, leaning onto a pile of her own coils, her cocks as hard as they could be as she looked upon her lover scrambling to understand what the potion would turn her into. As Quil's tail smashed more stuff, the dragoness grew and grew, her horns eventually hitting the ceiling just before her hips and spine let out a pleasant snap and forced her to assume a feral stance, legs spread wide to accommodate a different kind of gait. "Looking good already." As the dragoness grew in height and length, so did her junk, meaning the already fat melon-sized nuts had turned into immense beachballs sloshing with fresh spunk, her cock grown to match, poking from the now feral dragoness' forelimbs with ease. Ivy licked her lips at the juicy sight, her cocks spilling pre by the bucket, hosing the wall behind her while Quil turned the entire floor of the lab into a puddle of musky precum in a few shots from her immense sack.

"Mmmmh lords... you must be planning something really kinky if you're giving me this much cock to play with." Quil moaned, balancing herself onto three limbs so that she could jerk herself off with a front paw, her pads running over the ten feet of hard dragon flesh, making herself shiver and fire a blast of precum so big and dense it stuck to the wall only to splatter all over the place. The room reeked of cock, musk and balls to high heaven, the scents compounded by the heat of their massive bodies and the heat from the sun shining outside the windows. "Damn... sorry... ugh I'm getting way too big Ivy!" Quil tried to prevent further but the lab was becoming too small for her. Standing at fifteen feet tall and twenty long she was taking more than half the space not counting the tail, cock or balls.

"Alright stay still honey." Ivy chuckled and pressed a few buttons on a panel, making the counters retreat into the floor and opened a massive door that flushed the four inch-thick layer of precum sloshing on the floor. "Keep still like a good girl..." The lamia licked her lips and slithered behind her lover, cocks poking momentarily at her balls.

"Mmmh gonna cram those juicy cocks inside me now?" Quil shook her hips, hosing more wall with her cock as her rump bloated bigger, her pussy plumping up with immense arousal, fluids leaking all over the swell of her sack. "I bet I could take both with ease at once... gods I'm so fucking wet right now it's insane..." Her vent winked, begging the snake to cram her cocks in, to fill her up and pump seed as deep as she could.

"As much as I'd love to do that... I have better plans in mind..." Ivy hissed, rubbing a hand against the feral dragoness' huge muff, teasing the pink flesh hidden behind the dark scales and the equine teardrop the potion had given her, lingering to flick and pinch the huge clit for a few seconds. She earned herself a couple twitches of that immense sack and a few massive blasts of pre that echoed lewdly beneath Quill's loud moans. She put a second hand inside that muff, curling her fingers as honey coated her palms to touch the spot that she knew the dragoness loved to feel scratched.

"What else can be better than a pair of fat cocks up myyyyyyyy ooooh lords above Ivyyyyy!!" Quil's dirty talk was immediately thrown off the window as her pussy was spread wide, a foot and then two in a split second, her hips widening, moulded to be even more sexy and able to take bigger cocks as the lamia licked her innermost flesh with ease, slowly going deeper, deeper and deeper still until her head was sinking into the quivering passage, the light coming through shining over the most private parts of her lover's body. "Oooohh mmmyesss..." The dragoness moaned, spreading her legs to support her weight when the intense pleasure of having her muff gaping and licked so devoutly. "So stretchy... w-wait Ivy... don't go too deep!" As Ivy's entire head was crammed into her pussy, Quil felt her push and push still, slowly managing to get her shoulders in with ease, arms pushed against her sides as the lamia used her long tail to leverage herself into Quil. "Lords above you're so big!" The dragoness moaned and came, her muff clamping down onto the invading snake, the ripples of her walls meant to draw every last drop of cum into her womb now taking in every inch of lamia, aiding Ivy even more. "Ssssso big..." Ivy's hood scraped her inner flesh, her tongue lapped every drop of honey, teased the folds and crevices of her pussy, her tail coiled around the dragoness' balls to make her cock bloat and swell before letting it hose the lab with even more cum, her hands reaching, grabbing, massaging, teasing at every step, only stopping for a second as the other herm's titanic cocks had to be wiggled in, bringing Ivy to a messy orgasm too that lubed Quil's muff even further. She pried open the door to Quil's womb and squirmed inside after many minutes of ceaseless orgasms and writhing, welcomed by her lover's body. "Ivyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!"

Cum washed the floor of the entire lab as the dragoness' womb was crammed full of lamia. Ivy slid inside the slippery, cum coated pussy inch after inch, foot after foot until all twenty four were curled inside her lover's chamber, cum leaking out of her vent by the gallon, the gaping passage slowly closing but still dripping frothy spunk. The dragoness looked immensely gravid, her belly pinning down her cock, squirming as Ivy settled in her temporary home, pressing all the right buttons to make her cum harder and harder till the level of spunk lapped at the swaying, churning balls. She had trouble not cumming for several minutes, even after Ivy had stopped squirming or pleasuring herself since the weight, the heft and the fullness of having her lover curled up within her womb just wouldn't go away. She felt her seed pool around her chamber, leak out of her pussy and drip onto her balls, it was heavenly and maybe even that was an understatement. She felt heavy, she felt big, she felt oh so very full: Ivy's coils bulged her scales whenever she moved a bit, causing bigger gushes of cum and pre to spill from her muff, the twin spires of cock jutting from the lamia's slit sometimes visible as she humped, as she made love to her from the inside, as she kissed and painted the walls of her womb white in ways that had no right to be that pleasurable. She patted her belly, making Ivy giggle and put a hand against the paw only to switch and let the dragoness feel her cocks from the outside, to let her feel as they gushed spunk in two ways.

Gravid with twenty four feet of horny lamia, rock hard, leaking cum without end, Quil slowly, carefully made her way out of the lab. However, despite being as careful as someone with a belly the size of a car, with a thick long tail and a cock as long as their own body could be while riding an impressive orgasm, Quil still managed to make a hole into a couple walls and forced her way through several doors, enough to leave two swells on each of her sides where the lamia swell couldn't compress enough. She made her way down an industrial elevator the snake had installed for bigger clients, or clients that had abnormal reactions to her potions or even large groups hell bent on taking massive amounts of enhancers before leaving the lab. Even so, the dragoness was massive and her body barely fit inside the elevator, having to curl on herself, her face pressed against her belly, her balls smushed against the second set of doors that opened in the other direction.

As the elevator opened, a flood of cum rushed out, some of it from the lab but most simply what had leaked out of Quil's vent and what her smushed sack had pumped in the one minute of ride to the ground floor. People stopped but for only half a second since the elevator was known to lead to the most lewd of businesses in the entire city, or if not the most lewd the messiest knowing the clientele. Therefore seeing a massive fifteen foot tall herm walk out with a cock gushing cum, long as the dragon herself, burdened by a belly the size of a small car was not quite as shocking, although uncommon enough to warrant cheers and some pictures. Quill moaned, biting her lips to bear the burden of her pleasure and not scream her lungs out. Ivy seemed to realize that they were outside from the way Quil's body clamped down on her, resuming her squirming and bringing herself closer to another orgasm, her own pleasure heightened by the stares she knew they'd receive.

Quil moved slowly, wobbling as her cock painted people, streets, cars and whatever else was in front of her with cum, tens and hundreds and then thousands of gallons of fresh, gooey spunk, a storm of musky white left behind her as if a storm had passed through, a trail several feet wide. People behind her were treated to her swaying sack and her winking teardrop muff, a treat like nothing else for every gender and orientation, a lewd masterpiece that smelled of sex and sweat. To top it off the constant leaking of cum made her look all the lewder, as if whoever had pumped her so full was that much virile, making all assume she had bedded some monstrously hung dragon. Amidst the stares Ivy was cumming to her heart's content, stroking her cocks, humping Quil's womb, making love to her from the very depths of her body over and over again. The squirming made Quil cum several times over the course of her aimless wandering, the dragoness stopping right in the middle of a crossing, shivering and moaning while cars stopped around her, blasted by the endless ropes of cum, she stopped right before a subway entrance, her spunk flowing down the stairs... it was chaos. Around her the sidewalk became empty as the immense squirming belly took all the space there was, signs and lamp posts bent and toppled by its sheer size, the belly scales low enough to scrape against the ground every now and then as the wobbling and swaying made the already sizeable dragoness an even bigger threat to public order than she already was.

So heavy and laden with a very horny cargo, Quil soon began to search for a place to rest and take a breather, if only to let her legs not have to carry a few hundred extra pounds of snake, she was sure that said snake would not let her rest in any other way. She had stopped several times just to put a paw on it, to caress it, to feel her scales bulge, rise and fall as Ivy moved within her, to pat it and make her look as if she was immensely pregnant. She came a little every time she did so, in love with the feeling of pawing at her swollen gut. People looked of course, some asking her to touch that monumental belly, some pretending to do so and then sneaking around to touch her sack or stroke the titanic cock. However, she had stopped far too long in a single spot and now beneath her feet there was a titanic puddle of cum and honey leaking from both her muff and her cock, a hazard her mind failed to notice. The dragoness slipped and landed on her ass, her balls resting on the ground to cool down a bit, the ache of her belly shifting around and her ass hitting the concrete hard enough to crack it made her fail to notice the little detail that her muff was now fuller than before, specifically with the person that had been walking behind her until she had stopped to wait for the light to turn green again. The grey and blue chimera was one moment busy with their phone, messaging a friend, and the next he was suddenly inside a slick, damp, moist and squirming tunnel, dragged deeper and deeper into the depths of the dragoness' pussy. Said dragoness simply got up and resumed walking, completely unaware that the legs of the new occupant slowly sinking into her muff were flayling outside for all to see. Pics were taken and videos rolled as the grey furred toes disappeared inside, the massive gaping vent closing as the poor thing was taken into Quil's womb.

"Oh hey Dew!" Ivy was pleasantly shocked when the already full womb was crammed a little fuller, helping the chimera make his way into the slick, cum soaked chamber, letting go of her cocks for a second as they gushed pre all around her.

"Hey there Ivy..." The chimera was confused but seeing the lamia in there made almost everything make sense out of a sudden. He smiled and squirmed, hearing a muffled voice moan from outside and the walls around the two of them clamp down, massaging their entire bodies all at once. "Come here often?" Ivy chuckled and helped Dew settle in, her hands darting towards the hybrid's furry sack, massaging each of the four fat swells of his nuts as the damp, musky air caused him grow hard with every breath he took, making two of his cocks slip out, the mismatched horse and orca shafts rubbing against the lamia's tapering towers of snakeflesh.

"Only when I am horny." Ivy kissed the chimera, worming her tongue inside his mouth as her tail wrapped all of their cocks together, moaning as Dew began thrusting into her grip, the cetacean cock morphing into a draconic one to better stimulate the both of them as they frotted and made out within Quil's far too full womb. Their moans were loud enough that now people knew about what was going on, rows of people staring, dropping pants and panties, cocks and tits out as the dragoness marched on relentlessly.

Quil came harder than before, unsure of why but unable to muster the energy to think about her issue for more than the length of time it took for her balls to churn another load, which at this point was shortened to only a handful of seconds. The roads turned white as she passed, rivers of cum dumped with no regards for safety, even other hypers taking a wider path around the massive dragoness, worried that if they so much as slipped inside that puddle of musky cum they'd stand up already heavily impregnated. Her belly wobbled wildly, the coils of the lamia making bumps into her scales, sometimes joined by a paw or two as the occupants fucked each other silly, taking turns to breed the other. Ivy switched cocks often, impaling him onto her left and right shaft so that she could cum harder, Dew grew hard enough for all three of his members to poke out of his sheath, morphing them within Ivy's maw or her vent at will or when his orgasm grew too strong for him to control himself, growing bigger and bigger himself with every climax. His cocks had become true towers of raging lust, his proper size beginning to be seen as he was pinned against the sides of Quil's belly, his trio of monstrous shafts clearly outlined, drawing even more attention towards them, making people curious enough to get close and pat the squirming gut in the hope of feeling the immense cocks bloat with cum from the other side, pressing their heads to the stretched scales to hear the moans, the screams of pleasure and the lewd shots of cum splattering against the herm's inner chamber.

The dragoness' muff was a waterfall of honey and cum, winking wide for all behind her, oozing buckets and buckets of mixed fluids, her balls painted in tens of dozens of loads and still swelling with every step she took. Quill was in heaven, the world a blur of pleasure as she came and came and came, her eyes out of focus as she wandered, unable to tell what happened beyond the steps she made and the most recent load she fired onto someone or something. Eventually Ivy and Dew grew far too horny to be satisfied with sharing pleasure only with the two of them, needing more hands, more mouths and more lovers. The lamia slithered around, turning so that her head was pushing against Quil's cervix and slid out, her coils scraping against the dragoness' inner flesh from the other way now, her hands spreading her muff wide as the crowd around her had become massive. She winked at the myriad of cameras pointed at her, her cocks stiffening still as she watched tens of people jerk off at the sight of her poking out of the dragoness' rump, taking advantage of the shock to grab the first person near them and drag them moaning and cumming into the depths she had slithered out from. Quil finally woke up as the third occupant pushed her womb to its limit, crammed so impossibly full that she collapsed on the spot, too heavy, too horny, too pent up to move one step further. She reached for her belly, realizing that there were a lot of things moving, moaning and squirming within her, hands, feet, cocks all bulging against her scales as they were pressed hard from the inside. She felt them cum and moan, pushing her gut even lower to the point that if she were to stand, she'd feel it scrape the ground constantly, her cock eternally pinned beneath it. She felt huge, she was huge, she wanted more.

Without regards for her, the two resumed, now sharing their love and attention with the new girl, showering the shark in kisses, licks, a forest of cocks, coils and squirming flesh surrounding her from all sides, musk so dense that every breath was an orgasm by itself. She was taken in turn by both herms, her muff crammed full of cum by five cocks one after the other, gushing as one was taken out only to be replaced by the next, the dark and the scents and the feeling of slick flesh sliding over her skin taking her pleasure to new heights. And so, rendered immobile, Quil gave in and let her body be used, filled, kissed and worshipped from the inside and the outside as the crowd closed in and decided that it could not wait to watch and do nothing anymore. Cries of pleasure rang out in the city as traffic slowed down to a half for miles, the chaos focus around a very full, very heavy and round dragoness intent on cumming as hard as she could.