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Everything...

Everything feels...

...so gooooood...~

I could feel them winding around me, holding me carefully as they pleasured me. My thoughts stopped again when a quartet of their thick, deliciously ribbed tentacles erupted inside of me, adding to what had to be lakes of their seed swimming about in there. Constant movement within even as more and more heat flowed inside told me our babies were growing quickly and strongly. I felt so heavy, but it was all...so wonderful...

I didn't even have to think about who was impregnating me. I knew everything about them now. I had spent so much time unable to think, all I was able to do was listen to their whispers. I don't know how long it took me to hear, then understand them, but they were part of me now. I felt what they felt, they felt what I felt, and right now we were drowning in a sea of pleasure and joy~

But...who am I? My heart and head hurt as that question floated through my newly rebuilt awareness. I...could not answer that question. Why was I here? It seemed silly to ask that at first. I was here to breed with my lovers, of course. We had been incredibly prolific. My belly was massive, and I could feel thousands of their minds inside me. Even now the new additions were taking root, several dozen more of our children getting ready to grow inside me. Hadn't I always been here? ...no, I hadn't. If I had, I'd birth every time they stopped mating me. I could feel our oldest children readying to come out, but it was not yet time. So...when did I arrive here?

Something hurt deep inside. I could feel my lovers growing agitated as they felt my distress. They caressed me tenderly, pushing tentacles inside my holes to feed and breed me just how I liked. My heavy, milk-gushing breasts were suckled from eagerly, feeding my tentacled caregivers just as they would soon feed our young. I didn't want to think about what hurt. I just wanted to love everything they did to and for me while helping them feel as wonderful as I did. But it seemed...very important.

I realized I didn't even know what I looked like. What was I again? I was female, I knew that. I was very good at being female, of course. How many other mothers could boast about having several legions squirming about happily in their belly? ...again, I wasn't sure. Was I unusual? I wasn't even sure if it was just me and my tentacled lovers. Were there other females? They said there weren't. ...why not? Why wouldn't other females flock to such bliss? Why wouldn't they... Oh, right. They told me why. They were captives. ...captives of who?

Trying to open my eyes, I remembered why touch was so important. My face was soaked in layer after layer after sticky, hot, squirming cum. My nose was gummed up with it, their scent all I knew. My tongue was coated in it, even as they filled my mouth and belly with fresh loads to keep me happy and well fed. My ears were stuffed up with their seed as well, every sound barely more than a muffled squish. But everywhere they touched me I could feel vividly. What coated my body was more a thick cocoon of gooey seed with my fur mixed in than the other way around. My skin tingled with every tiny motion of their sperm, my body singing with every tender caress their many tentacles ran over it.

Trying to wipe the cum from my eyes was an exercise in futility. There was so much soaking every part of me, sticking fast like tree sap, that more was deposited from the layer on my paws than I could scrape away from my face. I wanted to know what I was, but... At this thought, my loves began curling around me, touching me everywhere and forming a perfect image of my body through the exquisite bliss of their caress. That's right...I'm a fox. A vixen. Huge and swollen with their countless young.

There were...others inside me. Young that were not theirs. Whose...? I felt...anger? Anger from my loves. Not towards these young. Anger towards...the ones who sired them? Their...captors? Did this mean...I was a captive, too? Why would this be captivity? Or punishment? I never wanted to leave!

The ache returned. Were their captors the reason I felt this way? I felt like I had forgotten something incredibly important. Something so important that I would willingly give up such a wonderful life of breeding and birthing for my dearest loves. What could possibly be that important...?

Days passed as I wandered through these thoughts. My body continued to accept my tentacled lovers' many, many gifts, swelling my belly even more with load after load after load of cum. I measured the passing of time in my darkness by their breeding, each cycle being when every one of their hundreds of tentacles had a chance to add a new litter in my belly. Rare was the time when I was not full of three, four, even eight of them at once. Twenty eight cycles passed between the time I started to think again and when we all felt something change.

Through the cum over my eyes, I could see light. Shadows passed before that light, my eyes complaining after so long in the dark. I could hear something being said, but with my ears blocked I knew not what it was. But my loves were upset. Very upset. I could feel them warning this new presence to stay far away from me. I wanted to see! I wanted to know who it was that upset them so, and tell them to stop bothering my loves!

Almost on cue, I felt the cum draining from my face. My ears unplugged and my eyes were uncovered as the inches thick layer of seed drained into my nose and mouth. I swallowed eagerly, lapping it up like I hadn't eaten in days (even if it was only a few moments since my last feeding). Struggling to focus, I could barely make out an orange and red shape even as I heard the voice. "That's a good look for you. It seems the last month has done wonders for your attitude. I must say you are proving to be an even more prolific breeder than I imagined. You must have thousands in you now to be that large." The tone was mocking, sneering. He said it like it wasn't the most wonderful thing in the world to be able to provide so many for such caring lovers.

The image slowly grew clearer as I struggled to focus. Even as he kept talking, a powerful, wonderful twinge passed through my belly. Our first litter was coming! I howled in orgasm on the spot, hearing my voice for the first time I could currently remember. It was raspy from lack of use and the thick layer of cum all down my throat, and it only seemed to make the intruder laugh. "Even now they're breeding you and you love it. Such a good bitch. I'm tempted to add more of my own before delivering you to your master. But once he gets you, I get your former apprentice all to myself. She's been such a good slut these past weeks. I bet she'll be so happy to see you've accepted your role as she has."

My babies came fast. Five, twelve, twenty three... Thirty six in total. While he thought they were breeding me, my firstborn tentacles were arriving. My loves helped them out, giving the lot of them the milk they had been collecting from me. It would help them grow quickly. Already they were large, though hidden by the darkness and the size of my belly. My entire body shook in pleasure from the experience and the aftershocks, my panting mixed with further attempts to focus.

When, at long last, I was able to stare into the face of the one who upset us so...I knew what I had forgotten. What made my heart ache so. Looking upon the face of the hulking tiger male as he leered at me, his smile cracking just slightly as my gaze met his, I knew was I desired.

REVENGE.

My loves and I were tied as closely as I was to my own limbs. My babies joined us as they grew, sharing our awareness in a beautiful mix. I felt and knew what they did, and they the same. The moment I desired the death of the male before me, they made it so. Quick as the viper they struck. Tentacles pierced his robes, burying in muscled flesh. Others wrapped around his mouth and paws, stopping his spell casting as he was slowly impaled from every direction. Blood poured from his mouth as they burrowed through his flesh, my rage inflicting upon him every torment my mind had forgotten but my body remembered. He did not die quickly. They wrapped up his organs as they burrowed through muscle and sinew, driving him to the point of shock before rending him limb from limb.

As his blood splattered across my face, I knew that was not the end. Light from his entrance portal illuminated our prison. My loves would be free to roam again, and we would see my "master" strewn across the hills.

The place the portal took us looked...familiar somehow. My home? I was not sure. It stunk of blood, semen, and heated female. There had been an orgy here not long ago, intended to impregnate a great many females against their will. The floors still bore scars from the claws, various implements used to restrain still strewn about everywhere. My bloodlust rose, memories just beyond my ability to recall tearing at my heart. I cared not how many were here. I cared not if I had to scour the length and breadth of the land. I would scour such taint from the face of the world. Growing inside me was the means to do so...

My loves peered out as they carried me, their discoveries flowing into my mind. Naked vixen like myself roamed the village, doing menial tasks as more huge males like the tiger watched and roamed, sometimes grabbing one for their pleasure. None fought back, all of them clutching pregnant bellies of various sizes as they roamed. There were...no males of our kind. ...why? The tears that wet my cheek and the rage that filled my chest at that thought were all I needed to remember.

There were too few of us to take them all right away. My first babies would have their brothers coming out very soon. Looking over my firstborn, my heart swelled with pride as they grew, my milk helping them grow large and strong. Soon they would be ready to fight. I did not want to wait, but I could not lose again.

...again? I had...lost before? Perhaps that's why I had been thrown in that prison...

The lone male that stumbled upon us in our hiding place did not have time to call out before being dismembered. The shock and horror on his face was...delightful. Some part of me seemed to recall the bear, his death feeding some need inside me I could not identify. Soon the rest would join him.

We afterwards remained uninterrupted until nightfall a few hours later, my loves helping me stay quiet as I birthed twice more. Quickly our brood grew, feeding of my milk and joining their fathers as extensions of my vengeance. More stragglers met their end as we left the home, following the scent of filth to a specific building. Some part of me had once known it, the town hall the center of power for my home's new overlord. My "master," no doubt.

I could hear happy yet exhausted howling from inside, each cry of bliss like a dagger in my heart. The front guards were swarmed and the fires extinguished, our entrance unnoticed by the rutting pair. Those of my children not needed at my current task were sent to hide within the village. I would not allow any of my clanswomen to be taken hostage, and none would fear the wrath of these scum. Once their leader was dead, the rest would fall with him.

I had traversed these halls before, that much I knew. I didn't even need to follow the cries to reach the main chamber. Peering in, I saw a sight that stung deep. A young vixen rocked atop a belly large enough to hold her four feet in the air, heavy breasts slapping against the taught hide with each thrust. Behind her a massive wolf rutted into her, every breath of hers begging him to seed her more. The female's eyes were rolled mostly back into her head, her tongue lolled from the side of her mouth in abject, mind-fucked joy. I...knew her. Was she the one the tiger had spoken of?

No alternate routes existed, so stealth upon reaching the chamber was not much of an option. I wondered if waiting for the wolf to knot his breeder and cum would be best. Something about the beast made me sick with fury. No creature I had yet seen inspired as much desire for blood as this one. Yet everything felt...wrong.

It was then that the wolf looked towards us, as if seeing us through the wall. "It's about time you got here. Since this is her last night with me exclusively, I've been giving dear Cumdump several new litters to remember me by." As if to emphasize his point, he thrust in and began cumming, the vixen screaming in almost painful pleasure as she grew rounder. "I wasn't sure if you'd be up to the task, but here you are. The look on Hadrian's face was priceless when you ripped him apart like that! Ah, the fool. He didn't quite realize the power hate can give one such as yourself..."

I had my lovers carry me into the room, massive belly held carefully by them as I watched the ringleader. Barely skipping a beat and showing no signs of exertion or surprise, he began rutting the still cumming vixen even harder, each heavy SLAP against her pussy echoing throughout the chamber. "You're a different breed, you know. A step above all the rest. You just needed a bit of a nudge to free your true potential." It was as if he expected me to thank him, maybe even join him!

He laughed, perhaps at the look on my face. "You despise me so, yet you don't even know who I am, do you?" I could not deny I was not sure what offense he had done to me. He caressed the face of the young vixen stuck on his cock, looking at me with a strange gleam in his eye. "You're not even sure who she is, either. And you two were so close..." With a snap of his fingers, a portal seemed to open in the floor. I could not be sure, but...that shouldn't have been possible. Was the tiger not the spellcaster?

It seemed a moot point right now, as a pair of vixen were deposited through the portal. They looked very much alike. Maybe sisters, even. A new stab in my heart when I could not recall. They curled up against one another, hugely pregnant bellies pressed together as what seemed to be rivers of cum spilled from their nethers. There seemed to be little awareness in their eyes as they quickly fell asleep, the two looking like they'd just endured days on end of breeding. "Not to mention these fine young females. Quite impressive incubators, like their mother." ...mother? I was...a mother before a few hours ago? The look on my face seemed to please him. "You came here to kill me. I let you come to offer a deal. You can attack me if you wish and risk these three as well as your young. Or you can hear me out, and be given an opportunity unlike any a mortal such as yourself could dream of." With another thrust he began to unload inside the blissed out vixen below him yet again, seeming larger and stronger than before. "Of course, your shattered past will be returned to you. What do you say?"