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Vanille was enjoying the relative solitude of the spring she'd discovered on the outer edges of the resort. It had wonderful concealment thanks to the abundance of foliage surrounding it and the water was both warm and clean. It had been a particular rough few weeks for her so she had been looking forward to this vacation for quite some time. The last thing the busty pinkette wanted was for her rest and relaxation time spoiled by some of the more rowdy patrons she'd met. Wearing only a towel around her body, Vanille leaned against the edge of the spring resting in the bubbling water which only barely covered her excessive cleavage. Thick mists surrounded the spring, obscuring her vision even further, but she wasn't really here for the sights, she just wanted peace and quiet.

The water was quite warm, enough to relax the body and mind and set one completely at ease. Bubbles slowly drifted upward from the center of the spring and spread out. Occasionally, a green bubble would find itself in the mix, an oddity but nothing that seemed to be worrisome to an unfamiliar newcomer. The foggy mists grew thicker and a casual pace, leading one to feel isolated and at peace from the outside world. Something about this spring was rather alluring, and anyone who even caught the faintest scent or taste would feel absolutely taken with it and not be able to help but approach.

That was indeed what Vanille had experienced when the pink haired dame had wandered further and further from the heart of the resort, looking for someplace to be alone. “Oui oui… parfait." She exclaimed as she closed her eyes, the water warm soaking into her creamy skin and leaving Vanille feeling utterly content. She was legitimately surprised there weren't other like her seeking something so serene, or else using the isolation as an excuse to engage in more… erotic encounters. Still, she wasn't complaining about the other resort guests' oversight, she was all too happy to indulge in this experience all by herself.

As the air grew thicker, so did the water. It grew murky. More and more bubbles were showing to be green as the spring itself changed ever so slightly in hue. The strange tint appeared to pose no imminent threat, however a soothing and complacent feeling would wash over her. A desire to remain with in the spring came powerfully to her mind and her skin began to tingle. All feeling of aches and possible pains were disappearing. She could feel rejuvenated and her mind would soon grow foggy. One might find themselves struggling to properly control themselves, let alone crawl from the spring if they could choose to.

Vanille was feeling so wonderful she wasn't sure how she could ever think of returning to real life once her vacation was over. That boring job, her dramatic, two faced friends and the many dull men in her life always trying to outdo each other in order to win her attention and affection. This was what she needed… so why did it have to come so rarely in her life? Why did she spend so much time looking forward to this but so little time actually enjoying and experiencing it? She slowly sank deeper into the water as she had this thought, until it had rose up to her neck. Her towel had grown looser as it absorbed more and more water until it reached peak saturation and began to drift slightly away from her body. Vanille didn't seem too concerned, however, who else was here to see it?

The water would begin to shift side to side abruptly but gently. Something had disturbed the surface of the water. Very gently, her body would rock in the water, a soothing and nurturing motion that would only add to her complacency. A particular push of the water separated the towel from her body entirely, and the force of water movement would spread her legs apart from each other in a manner that would not disturb her in her current state of mind. Her tingling skin could feel brushing motions across the skin, so gentle and soothing.

With her eyes closed it was easy to think that she was imagining those gentle sensations or that it was just the current of the water. Surely if anyone or anything else was present, Vanille would have heard them approach? Even as her towel floated away and sank somewhere in the spring, she couldn't bring herself to feel concerned. Everything was so serene, so perfect as she'd voiced earlier… she couldn't imagine anything ruining the moment and certainly didn't want to be the one to do so herself.

Finally, the slick yet strong brush of a fleshy appendage could be felt against her inner thigh. It slithered back and forth and gently reached forward slowly coil around one thigh and give a firm and comforting squeeze. There were many grooves and knots along the length, a massaging stick that worked at her muscles and helped her legs to relax further. Soon the other thigh would join in the entrapment. As she loosened the thighs would spread farther apart and she would feel her body being taken deeper into the water, leaving just her chin and up above the surface.

Vanille felt a real sense of freedom as she floated away from the edge of the spring, imagining herself laying on a cloud. While she felt as if she were laying on her back, something she often did when swimming in a pool, her lowered body semed weighed down by something that was causing her to drift in a more vertical posture that usual. She almost did something about the, such as kicking her leg in an effort to right herself back into a horizontal position, she felt so good it was like she was in bed, surrounded by pillows in blankets at the height of comfort and not wanting to move when she remembered she forgot to set her alarm. Surely she would wake up on her own and didn't need to disturb such a beautiful moment…

The appendage finally reached in between her thighs and began to prod against her folds, neatly spreading them as it worked side to side, in and out. Two very large and firm, but soft hands wrapped around her ankles and slowly began to spread her legs farther out, as Vanille began to lose more and more of her senses, finding it difficult to focus on her own thoughts, much less what's going on around her, or to her. Her feet slowly raised into the air and from behind her thighs appeared the rather enormous head of the frog-like creature. Her incredibly massive mouth hung open with an immense tongue slithering out and around, showing itself to be the appendage that bound and felt upon her. The creature inhaled deeply, taking in the female's scent. She shuttered and came up a bit further, revealing massive mounds. They were enormous in their own right, but much more so in comparison to her own.

Vanille felt as if she were dreaming and while she wasn't completely oblivious to the sensations provided by the mysterious creature, she didn't feel compelled to investigate or even wonder what the source of them might be. Whatever the cause, Vanille's consciousness seemed to be drifting in and out of focus and coherent thoughts were not something she could be bothered with. As long as it didn't disturb her peaceful serenity and felt good, she was more than willing to ignore it. She just wanted to enjoy this moment as long as she could. Yet her while her mind was on pause, her body seemed to respond favorable to the frog's teasing and touch.

The frog lady gave a sinister smile at her prey as she gave into her comfort. The tongue manipulated it's way into her a little deeper, letting her feel the knots as each one slid in forcefully, but slowly. The tip wriggled around inside as it slowly began to fill her, reaching about as if investigating her insides. It felt along her walls and sensitive areas, analyzing how she moved and reacted as it pressed deeper still. Her mouth lowered to assist in helping reach as deeply as possible by wrapping around her inner thighs in their entirety, practically swallowing her cunny as her tongue forced itself in as deeply as possible.

Vanille let out a soft sigh of appreciation as the front began to caress her pussy with that impossibly long, flexible tongue, but those gentle sounds become a bit more heat and pronounced at more and more of that tongue disappeared inside of her, filling her more than any penis ever had, while touching her in ways that a man could never hope to compare to without first evolving some measure of control in the way human dicks moved. Yet Vanille wasn't even aware what was happening to her, let alone that someone else was responsible for this wonderful feeling. For all she knew, the lonely woman was simply daydreaming such a pleasurable feeling between her legs, though she could never recall such an imagining feeling so… realistic.

The tongue worked its way until it found a surface that could be breached. The tight entrance deeper inside was pressed upon several times. The spring's nutrients by now would have completely numbed any pain she could feel as the tongue finally invaded this next chamber. She broke into the sacred womb and felt around more, eyes widening as she analyzed, growing ever more excited to find this creature to have so many wonderful 'sacks', she thought. She continued to funnel the tongue into her, making the human balloon up in the belly as she filled her tightly. The frog lady sucked roughly, growing hungrier the longer she remained in such a pleasant position.

Vanille might feel a twinge of discomfort, but she was thankfully spared the ordinary pain associated with such deep, inhuman penetration. Her body quivered as it was filled and so thoroughly ravaged by that tongue until there was nothing left to explore. The beautiful french woman's belly looked rather swollen as inch after inch of that knotted tongue slithered its way between her lips and into her warm, wet cunt. Her body seemed to be producing an abundance of fluids, whether due to the pheromones in the air or whatever strange properties the spring hand. In either case it left the frog's tongue soaked in her unique flavor and while Vanille seemed to content to drift a little longer in her trance-like state, her vaginal walls began to constrict around that tongue occasionally in response to the ongoing stimulation.

The frog began to giggle in a girlish croak, sending vibrations down along the length of the tongue to reverberate around within her insides. The tongue slowly began to uncool. The immense heat caused the many knots to swell as she tugged back slowly and let each individual orb pop free from her folds. One by one they throbbed out from the tight opening, sending shivers down her own spine. She had much yet to explore of this prey who wandered into her sanctum. The frog slowly climbed up along her body, completely satisfied with her discovery. She came face to face with her prey and finally the last knot plopped free and the tip began to slither upward along the humans body to brush against her lips. She smiled as she came further out from the water and lifted the French lady up from the water temporarily, only to roll over onto her back and nestle the human between her massive mounds. Looming below, an incredibly thick and girthy reptilian log throbbed, growing upward toward Vanille's thighs.

Feeling herself lifted up, Vanille finally opened her eyes for the first time since… well she couldn't really remember. Had she dozed off? As her eyes fluttered open, she found herself face to face, or rather face to breast with the massive frog. Yet despite the absurdity of the situation, Vanille didn't seem the least be concerned or surprised by her situation. While somewhere in the back of her brain perhaps there was a tingle of alarm, her perceptions and cognition had been so thoroughly suppressed that even if she recognized that her circumstances weren't normal, she would probably convince herself that she was dreaming. Perhaps she had ascended into the realm of some frog god… those existed, right? She stared blankly at the much larger woman, while her brain processed what she was now seeing.

The keropin inhaled once more, taking in her scent before the foreskin clad appendage pressed between her thighs very slowly. She needed to be careful not to damage her prey. The tongue found it's way finally between her lips and forced its many knots into her mouth, filling the space and prodding against her throat. The tongue began to spiral and pump back and forth like a piston as large webbed hands clamped around Vanilles waist and tugged down on her body. She grunted and croaked in glee as the foreskin of her massive femcock tugged back and the drooling tip of her member found itself kissing and soon forcing itself beyond her silky nether lips. The keropin slowly sunk back into the water, careful to keep the humans head above the surface. Though, the point didn't seem to matter at the time as the throat began to fill with her tongue which excreted it's own gooey substance. It was a very tasty, sweet goo that amplified the effects of the spring while causing intense pleasure to wash over her.

Just as Vanille opened her mouth to say something, perhaps a greeting, something long and slippery found its way into her mouth. A more coherent woman might have realized that the creature's tongue tasted like… well… her, but as the keropin filled her throat and began secreting some sort of thick, sweet substance, Vanille soon found herself suckling on that muscle instinctively even as her arms and legs clung to the larger woman's strangely textured body. Then there was a new sensation, like something stretching between her legs as a warm, thick objective started to cram its way inside her tight hole. To say she was wet would have been an understatement, so despite the creature's fearsome size, there was plenty of lubrication to assist with penetration. However it was still a bit of a struggle, all things considered, and without the influence of the spring or the keropin's own unique characteristics, the shock and pain likely would have caused her to cry out rather than simply offer a gurgling moan. In either case any sound that would have escaped her was muffled rather thoroughly by that tongue, though if she wasn't careful, she might find breathing to be an issue before long.

It would not be long before the mild mind controlling effects would wear off. The kerapin knew this and had already planned far ahead. The goal was to adequately sedate and capture the prey, locking her into a grip from which she could not escape. The pain would still be gone, but within due time she would begin to realize what was going on. However, it was far too late. The kerapin then pressed harder down and allowed the thick frogcock to press harshly into the human. She filled her ultimately with the length and caused an obvious bulge to form in her stomach. She lifted the human with great strength before shoving her back down once more, using her like a large fleshlight. The tongue would take advantage if any protest she may attempt to verbally offer, lodging itself deeper and deeper still until it found its way into her stomach. The knots and coiling shape could be seen through her throat and stomach as it wiggled around inside, filling her with the pleasure enhancing and pain relieving nectar. Taken by her own feverish lust, the kerapin rolled over once more and rest the humans stomach onto the side of the spring. Her large webbed hands pinned down her body as she cranked her hips back before slamming forward into the now bent over human and rammed that meaty pillar into the prey over and over again. She croaked thickly, gurgling in ecstacy.

Vanille choked and gurgled as that long, slippery tongue forced it's as far down her throat as it could reach until it encountered resistance in the former of her lower esophageal sphincter. Much like her cervix, it would prove incredibly difficult to penetrate but once she had it would squeeze her tongue tightly almost as if holding onto the keropin's tongue, not wanting to let her go. However, even as Vanille's body gave it to every one of the frog lady's desires, her mind was becoming a bit less hazy, allowing some of the obvious concerns a woman might have in her situation so slowly float up into her surface thoughts for the first time. It was almost as if waking from a dream, or rather being shaken awake from one rather violently. Something was… she was having sex? She couldn't remember how it had started or even who her partner was, but it wasn't long before other realizations became an even more immediate concern such as the drooling tongue stuffing her throat, her difficulty breathing, and that massive frog cock intend on breeding her without mercy.

The kerapin found itself in pure glee as the human awoke from her haze and the natural bodily rejection of the many breaches in her orifices. The frog hunkered down, jacking her hips back and then forward once more to bury herself as deeply in the tiny woman as possible. The immense member filled her entirely, wearing her like a tight glove. The tip protruded out against the skin of her stomach in a well defined bulge while her powerful hands gripped around her waist and shoulders to hold her firmly in place. The elongated tongue continued feeling around inside of the stomach, tasting her insides and satisfying her curiosities. The ooze from before began to redrip from the tongue in attempt to lul her back into her haze, all the while her mouth slowly opening and slurping onto the human's face and head like a large sucker, a truly lewd action.

Vanille let out a muffled groan as the much larger creature thrust forward once again, pinning her to the side of the spring as she filled her pussy to the point where she thought she could really feel herself tearing inside. The way the massive frog practically swallowed her face made her shudder in revulsion as more and more of her brain became alerted to what was happened to her. She offered her first feeble attempt to struggle only to find that the kerapin's strength far exceeded her own. She tried to cry out, but found that she couldn't hope to make an intelligible sound with the creature's tongue stuffed down her throat and that huge mouth enveloping her head.

The immense member throbbed and swelled greatly. The kerapin groaned thickly sending a shocking tremor down it's tongue into Vanille's core. Her thick femcock pulsed several times before orbs began to push forward through the tube inside and directly into the treasury buried deep within. One after another, perfectly spherical eggs were expelled into the, now host, human. Meanwhile, the frog-like creature continued to consume the human's face, swallowing her up to shoulder depth now. The tongue continued to expel its secretions to be absorbed rapidly by the human and begin lulling her back into her blissful daze.

Vanille shuddered as she felt that cock expanding rapidly inside her. Worse, it felt like the massive length of frogmeat was already spilling it's thick, soupy cum inside of her! With such a potent load, it was no small wonder when she felt her stomach began to swell from the pressure of retaining so much of that kerapin semen. Little did she know that creature's cum contained something far more insidious, nor would she feel quite as alarmed by that fact even if the frog paused and took the time to explain to her what was happening. Not that the kerapin seemed likely to do that… she didn't even know if this monster was sentient or even capable of speech. She certainly hadn't bothered to interact with her so far.

But as more and more of that tainted frog spawn sprayed into her unprotected womb, she felt her consciousness begin to cloud once more. Despite how she tried to fight the sensation, it felt like she was being smothered in an overall sense of pleasure of contentedness that she found impossible to resist. Even as she struggled less and less against the frog, a soft gasp was heard from one of the nearby bushes as another girl stumbled upon the rather unexpected sight. Yet rather than horrified, as Vanille had been upon realizing what was happening, this new girl looked merely curious and silently watched as the frog bred her prey.

The kerapin had not noticed the presence of the other human just yet. Completely content and taken by her own blissful pleasure, she kept the human locked in a vice-grip. The jowls of the large frogkin unhinged wider and slowly began to consume more and more of the human, down past her shoulders now. The pulsating slowed until silence, having completely emptied her reserves. One giant gulping motions after the next slowly took in Vanille, slurping her deeper into the now tightly bulging goiter which perfectly framed the small frame being drawn in. Soon down to her knees and then her feet until she had completely vanished into the frog's mouth. A thick burp expelled from her lips as the human fell from the throat and into a curious sac. The tongue like appendage still remained deep in her throat, filling the host within her to keep her in a consistent state of bliss while providing her nutrients.

The kerapin often used their own bodies as incubators, a sort of host, for a host, to her eggs. The kerapin would continue to protect and feed the human within her, until many months had passed and she'd be ready to produce her offspring. At this time, she would be regurgitated, but the human would likely not function properly after being in a such a long, fluctuating comatose state. Naturally, she would occasionally wake up to her trapped surroundings but be unable to resist and break free, forced to act as a surrogate within the kerapin.

The kerapin let out a satisfied sigh and slowly climbed up from the water and lay flat onto her back, parting her thighs and stroking the thick member several times slowly. She lewdly enjoyed her meal and remnants of her ecstacy.

What a GORGEOUS specimen… the blonde woman thought as she bore witness to something that may have traumatized a lesser mind. Never had she expected to encounter such a worthy creature while on vacation of all places. She hesitated when she thought she was interrupting some sort of consensual encounter, but it soon became apparent that even if it had begun in such a manner, it had rapidly deteriorated into something more one sided. Kate didn't mind though, at least since she was playing the role of passive observer. It had been fascinating to watch and she actually felt disappointed when it ended so abruptly.

At least until the kerapin sprawled out in such a lewd display that Kate nearly went weak in the knees. She had no doubt there were some sort of free pheromones in the air, working their way into her mind in effort to make it easier for the massive frog to seduce and utterly consume her… thankfully her experimentations gave her a measure of resistance to such influence or, at the very least, she had an idea of what to expect. Yet it was her own curiosity that drew her closer to the massive frog who appeared to be pregnant now that she had consumed her own lover. Kate knew she needed to be careful, lest she end up some sort of dessert, but she couldn't help but examine this beautiful frog more closely.

Perhaps she might gather a sample, even a small taste… If only she could bring the creature back to her lab for further study, then she wouldn't have to worry about things getting too out of control. She flipped open her phone and quickly keyed in some instructions to her team. It was a long shot, but perhaps with the creature somewhat sedated from her meal, if the craft scientist could keep her occupied long even she might be able to capture her!

The kerapin slowly sat up finally, member fully flaccid by this point. She let out a deep yawn and rubbed her eyes a few times. It was now then, that she slowly stood up, full height of 12 feet and member hanging low between her knees. She croaked and spoke softly for the first time to herself, “Mmmm.. Humans make great egg sacks…" She said quietly, “It's been so long since I've had children.. I was in such a rush.. I didn't even get to enjoy it.." She said rather sadly. She rubbed her tummy a few times then slowly slid forward onto her backside and dangled her legs into the water, relaxing for a moment. She let out another deep belch, very unladylike of her! “Mmmm.." she groaned reaching down to stroke at the member who's tip had now dipped into the water.

Kate had been circling the spring in an effort to get closer to the frog as she slowly rose off the ground, much to the young scientist's disappointment. “So much for a nap…" She murmured to herself as she reconsidered how best to approach the massive frog. Perhaps her appetite had been sated enough that Kate might get closer without fear of becoming a follow up snack. Yet as enamored as she was, she was hesitant to put herself in such danger without some sort of a guarantee that she could escape. Yet, if she left and came back, the creature might disappear, never to be seen again! She swallowed hard and finally stepped out of the brush into clear view of the kerapin. She slipped into the water, discarding her robe so that only her slim, blank one piece bathing suit remained. Then she began to wade towards the frog, her admiration only growing more prominent the closer she got to her. “How beautiful…" She mused, her voice loud enough for the frog to hear if she wasn't too distracted by her masturbation.

The kerapin was not too busy, however, her head had become quite woozy from the excitement. It had been many moons since her last breeding session. Almost comically, she fell back, slumping to the ground with her legs still submerged. A deep snore echoed from her lips with her thighs lewdly splayed out. She had not caught the voice in time, as she groaned and released herself entirely. Her lubricants which allowed for the ease of her member to slide around in another party and which likely allowed the eggs to flow freely through the very same femcock dribbled into the pool. Upon closer inspection, she was very large, mounds like true fleshy mountains and great snowy peak-like nipples with abnormally large glands. Secretions dripped from these as well. Her hands clenched tightly a few times, murmuring softly to herself.

Kate was relieved when the frog passed out once more, wondering if perhaps the creature's secretions had gotten the better of her judgement after all considering what she could have been walking into. As she drew closer, the creature's scent become more noticeable and it made Kate shiver in delight. What a wonderful aroma, how hadn't she noticed sooner? In truth, most wouldn't find it particularly desirable in the right state of mind… then again no one this close to the kerapin was every truly thinking the way they normally would. Even Kate was practically quivering with lust as she reached out to place a tentative hand on the creature's leg as she drew herself even closer. “Mmmm… how lucky can I be?"

The kerapin showed no apparent reaction, none that was intentionally anyhow. Her skin prickled at the touch and her member gave a soft, audible throb. She breathed softly and that long tongue slipped out of her mouth with a deep yawn before lulling out along her own throat lewdly. Her lips smacked a few times and her legs sprawled out further with a good stretch. Her toes spread out, revealing the webbing between them before relaxing back onto the ground.

It would take time for her team to arrive… no reason she couldn't have a little fun while she waited, right? She paused and shook her head slowly. “Wow… you are quite powerful my dear. Who would have thought?" No… work needed to come first. She needed to… she winced as she glanced over her shoulder In the direction of her robe where she had been carrying her field kit. What was she thinking, leaving that all the way over there? What good would her vials do her now? She'd wasted all that time carrying it around in case she found some halfway interesting flower or something and now that she discovered such a wondrous specimen… clearly the creature's influence was having more of an effect on her than she would care to admit, leaving her careless, not to mention more than a little amorous. Well… she would simply need to collect her samples directly. She nodded to herself as if it were the most sensible suggestion, even though it would be incredibly risky to say the least. But it was no good trying to talk herself out of it, once she'd touched the frog, there was little stopping her from doing it more and more. She stood directly in front of the frog now, right between those lovely thick thighs. Her hands glided up and down her slippery skin, caressing her legs even as she leaned in to kiss that throbbing frogcock. “Yesss…."

The femfrogcock throbbed harshly at the kiss and ejected a spurt of her seed onto the new human's face. A soft grunt escaped her lips as her ankles crossed over one another and formed a circle around the human, though not applying any pressure. Her body reacted to each touch and perhaps the human within caused a more maternal response. Her nipples began to dribble as well, rather profusely in fact. The powerful musk radiated from the heated futanari frog whos core temperature seemed to only rise from the feeling of another's caress.

Kate gasped as the splash of thick, filthy jizz hit her in the face, then after a moment she let out a low moan. Why did this frog taste so good? Were her tastebuds being rewired to crave everything this creature produced? She suspected that might be the case, yet somehow she didn't even care. She licked her lips thoughtfully as she ran her tongue along that cock, licking it clean of the offwhite cream still leaking from the tip. Yet she wanted more… she needed to sample everything this kerapin had to offer. She grasped the creature gently and pulled herself up onto the ledge of the spring, climbing on top of that bloated belly where somewhere deep within a comatose Vanille lay half conscious and incubating the creature's young. It took some considerable effort but eventually she reached those breasts and eagering latched onto one with both hands, squeezing and caressing the mound before leaning it to take that massive nipple into her mouth.

A soft gasp escaped her lips and the nectar, both nutritious and delicious, was expelled viciously into her mouth. The fluid itself was an addictive chemical, just as her semen if not more so. It forced upon one an almost child-like attachment, one that would bind her into a deep desire that she could not fathom. Her hands began to twitch as she muttered, perhaps beginning to come to her senses. Slowly the large hands came up to collapse around the tiny human and caress her as though an infant.

Kate knew she needed to be careful, she could tell immediately that her fluids were laced with a potent chemical that was no doubt already twisting her thoughts into something that would better suit the frog lady… and yet she seemed unable to stop herself from feeding on the larger woman almost possessively. She moaned into that nipple as it filled her mouth again and again, yet each time she swallowed she was hungry for more! She began squirming atop the frog as she caressed her tender skin, sliding this way and that, nearly grinding against the amphibian as a lusty haze consumed her.

The kerapins eyes slowly opened, gazing down at the human straddling her chest. Her eyes soon widened at the sight laid out for her. She let out a soft moan, “Ohhhhh.. What is this..? A nice surprise…?" She cooed before forcibly removing the human from her tits and holding her out from her body, as if examining a baby. She enjoyed the sight of the frail figure, “Mmmm.. What have you been doing with me..?" She said as she glanced down at her leaking body, “Ohh.. I suppose you wish to be mine, hm..?" She said as she slowly lowered her into the large lap and cradled her tightly against those massive mounds. “Sweet thing.." Her flaccid member fell over one thigh and the human was sat upon it, like a large, pulsating cushion.

Kate pulled away from that leaking nipple with some reluctance in order to respond to the larger woman. “I just thought… you looked lonely and could use a little attention." She said, panting softly as her cheeks flushed not from embarrassment but from the passion she poured into the last few moments she'd had helping herself to the kerapin's body. “My name is Kate, a pleasure to meet you. Might I say that you are… absolutely divine?" She squeezed those mounds happily as she was pressed into the frog's lap. “Yours…? Actually I was sort of hoping it would be the other way around. I want you to be MINE." She wrapped her legs carefully around that frog cock and squeezed as tightly as she could manage even as each of her hands took a nipple and began to squeeze rather firmly.

Every squeeze caused the nectar to squirt out from her nipples. The kerapin gasped softly and her mighty log throbbed between Kate's legs. “Mmm… I am of course.. Divine.. But I belong to no one dear… Everyone belongs to me.." she cooed as she firmly squeezed the human to her tummy and between her breasts. Kate would be able to feel the frame of the other human inside the frog, currently her back faced outward toward Kate. The kerapin rocked her hips side to side, “Ohhhh.. I already have an egg sack… What will I do with you…?" she asked, more so to herself as her gyrating hips pumped that flaccid meat back and forth between her thighs. A soft deep croak escaped her throat as her large mouth spread wide and the tentacle-like tongue from before slithered it's way out to lap at Kate's face.

Ever since Calamity had appeared, people had begun changing and even creatures like this, which were once contained to myth and superstition, began to emerge into the public eye more and more frequently. The government was doing its best to contain the outbreak of 'mutants and monsters', as the media had dubbed them, but Kate represented an organization that was more interested in taking advantage of this sudden influx of magical and superpowered entities. To that end, Kate had travelled for weeks looking for someone or something out of the ordinary, but she hadn't even found so much has a plant that had shown signs of contamination until finding this massive frog. This was the discovery of a lifetime and could redefine her career… but only if she could find a way to tame it and bring it back to her lab. If it devoured her or worse, escaped, she would be right back where she started.

She wouldn't let that happen! “M-Make me your girlfriend, then!" She practically shouted at the kerapin, hoping to find some way to get this creature to trust her. “If we are together, I'll take care of you and always make sure you have plenty to eat and as much pleasure as you could ever desire." She would even follow through on this promise, after all, she would need to test this creature's full capabilities and what way would be better than to deliver her countless test subjects?

The kerapin tilted her head, withdrawing the tongue. “Girlfriend..? I do not know what that is… But the rest sounds… Delightful.." she replied softly, lifting and holding out the human away from her body. She observed the woman for a moment, analyzing her thoroughly, “Yes.. That will do." she said flatly before grabbing onto her legs and spinning Kate upside down. She dangled her up high and giggled, “But first.. I must ensure you can keep such a promise.." she said before slowly lowering Kate face first into her lap, pressing her harshly against the flaccid meat down below and smothering her in the juices. Meanwhile, the long tongue snaked down between Kate's thighs and found it's way beneath the bathing suit and roughly grinding itself against her lower folds. “If you break.. You're no good to a queen like me.." she said harshly, “My children will need to be very well taken care of.."

She wasn't sure why she expected the frog to understand a concept such as romance or courtship, but she was glad when the other creature agreed to her proposal despite her ignorance of human traditions. Before she could say anything else, she found herself upside down, being pressed against that soft, squishy frog penis even as the massive amphibian probed her nethers. She gasped softly, though her arousal was more than evident already by the way her juices had soaked her bathing suit. “I… I won't break." Kate assured her, though truthfully she had doubts. As enticed as she was by this lovely kerapin, she'd never taken a dick that large inside of her, though the pliant nature of the creature's phallus seemed to indicate it was at least possible… She opened her mouth and planted a series of gentle kissed on that musky cock, nuzzling her face against it affectionately as her kisses and licks grew more passionate.

The froglady let off a soft croak as her limp member was affectionately tended to. The meat began to throb against her lips and stiffen with the growing excitement. With great strength, the kerapin easily grabbed onto both the human's ankles, dangling her there while the other grabbed onto the flaccid member and lifted the fleshy tip upwards to press against the human's lips. She pressed it harshly enough to force her mouth open, allowing the flowing babygravy to easily deposit directly into the orifice. She let out a soft, comforted sigh as she slowly fell back and allowed the human to rest along her own body, nestled tightly between the large breasts.

Kate shuddered as that raw, filthy flavor filled her mouth, like rinsing with stagnant pond water… if pond water was also somehow salty. She remembered reading something about sprinkling salt on a frog in order to dehydrate them and wondering if something like that would affect a kerapin like this. To her it tasted as though there was enough sodium in her preseed to dry her out for sure! Yet random science facts about frogs were the least of her concerns as her jaw was stretched rather wide from the effort of accepting the massive frog cock the monster was generously depositing inside of her mouth. Not wanted to disappoint her, Kate began sucking on the tip almost immediately, despite its bulk.

The kerapin smiled down at the seemingly prideful human. Her ability to fight through and give into the frog's wishes only excited the large amphibian further. The two powerful hands gripped onto the back of her head and firmly shoved the entire body further down along her own. The thick member hardened and grew forward, reaching out and into her throat like a feeding tube that was many sizes too large. Kate's throat would balloon out and conform to the shape of the shaft being forced in as it reached deeper and deeper. She closed her eyes and gasped softly, taking in the tight sensation of a sleeve wrapping pleasantly around herself. The looming orbs below soon were tightened within their sack and firmly smothering Kate's face. The nectar which oozed from her femcock eased the pain of the appendage wreaking havoc on her insides and slickened the motions.

As she took more and more of the frog's rapidly swelling length into her throat, Kate experienced her first thought of panic when she realized that breathing was now going to be a bit of a problem. She wasn't really sure how to communicate this to the kerapin, or whether the creature would care… She seemed more concerned with satisfying her desires and Kate didn't want to disappoint her when she seemed so willing to go along with the scientists suggestions. So rather than slapping at the massive woman's body in an attempt to get her attention, she caressed it gently as she swallowed inch after inch of slimy frog penis. While discomforting, having her throat stretched so far didn't hurt nearly as much as she imagined it would. She shuddered as the frog's pulsing sack pressed against her face and it was almost as if she could feel the life brewing inside of the frog, ready to be deposited inside of her.

The frog swelled inside of her toy. She croaked thickly in excitement as she pulled back so slowly until the tip remained. After a brief moment, she abruptly shoved the length, in its entirety, down into her human. The massive sack slapped into her fave harshly before her hands tugged back on her head and slammed it down once more. She viciously assaulted the throat, battering her insides until it became a loosened tube suitable to her liking. She rolled over, keeping the human suspended beneath herself. The kerapin held onto the small of Kate's back, remaining on her own knees and one hand as she pounded over and over into her human fuck toy, treating her like a sex doll sleeve. Kate's body pressed up against the frogs, and once again she could feel a half-embrace from the other human within, who still remained enveloped in her permanent ecstacy and occasionally reached out through the frogs tummy skin. Meanwhile, the kerapin tongue slithered out and into the nethers of her toy and, equally as abruptly, forced itself into the slit, stretching her wide and deeply assaulting the entrance to her cervix. She had found quite the taste for humans and was learning to much better understand the human body with each partner and every passing moment spent with them.

Kate has never experienced something so utterly dominating as being the fuckhole for a horny frog. Her lower body twisted and writhed as her pussy was violated so thoroughly, leaving her feeling like she was on the receiving end of something she'd heard of called a 'spitroast'. She never imagined that it was something she would ever try, especially not with someone who could deliver that experience single handedly. She choked and her body quivered in distress as she was stretched to her very limit by cock and tongue alike. Her pussy contracted just as her throat muscles tightened around that cock like a vice, which might have felt good to the frog even though Kate would simply find oxygen more and more difficult to come by. She felt herself growing queasy as more of the frog's fluids, and dick, reached her stomach and she wondered if she would be able to outlast the kerapin's passions, or how the creature my react if she became sick.

It was several powerful thrusts deeper that the immaculate cock and tongue began to pulse and throb. She croaked thickly and threw her head back as the torrential flood of frog seed began to flow forth from her femcock and eggs began to plop from the tongue deep into her cervix. The large round orbs traveled along the tube to be pleasantly planted inside of her while her stomach filled and bulged with the nectar. Her loom sack squeezed and throbbed with each spurt. The flowing baby batter could be felt, warmly traveling through the cock before emptying into her. Likewise the large orb-like eggs could be felt like an enormous pearl necklace being funneled into her body. The frog let out another croak as the cock and tongue squelched in and out of her body, spattering juices all over the ground around the two of them. The sound echoed in the springs loudly, warding off those who might find such a sound vulgar and disinteresting.

Kate hadn't intended on offering herself for the frog to breed and there was another sense of distress as her body was filled with so much filthy spunk, not to mention all those eggs, that she felt understandably pregnant. Her stomach tightened and her body shuddered before she finally vomited, or at least attempted to. Most of the noise was muffled by that cock and it was shoved so deeply into her that none of her bodily fluids could travel back up her throat so they simply splashed against the frog's cock instead. Kate wriggled against the ground as she was bred, not having the strength to fight the kerapin off of her even if she wanted to… She was close to having everything she desired… surely the creature would consider her offer worthwhile if she let her have her way a little longer…? Her fingers gripped the larger woman tightly, feeling her powerful body tense as she deposited her second load of the day into both of her holes.

She let out a soft groan and simply released the human. Abruptly, the cock began to soften and slip from her, as did the tongue which released it's grip. Her hand released the human as well, dropping her onto her back. The kerapin stood up then, towering over the tiny human proudly while her cock throbbed and spattered excess juice onto her body, coating her body entirely. She then slumped back to sit onto the floor and rest her back against a nearby rock. She smiled, examining the defiled human in all her glory. “Suitable." She stated flatly, reaching upward toward the human's face lazily with a foot to stroke along her now messy cheek. “Very suitable." She cooed, “You are worthy.." She said rather fondly, licking her lips in excitement. She quivered slightly, having not experienced so much excitement in such a long time. She used her other foot to rub along Kate's tummy, feeling the soft ballooned skin. “A good look for you.." She giggled.

Kate groaned, still feeling rather squeamish after that ordeal. It was the perfect opportunity to gather a sample, though she lamented the fact that such samples had been deposited directly inside of her rather than into the vials stowed away in her lab coat. She was breathing hard, her lungs working tirelessly to make up for lost air, lest she pass out from oxygen deprivation. At least her ordeal hadn't been in vain, if the kerapin's words were anything to go by she had been successful in convincing the creature to become hers. Or at least enter into a mutually beneficial relationship. She smiled dreamily as her chest rose and fell, kissing at that foot as though worshipping a queen… or perhaps some sort of amphibian goddess? She was already going over in her mind how she was going to proceed with her studies and experimentation when she hurt the low buzz of helicopter blades far in the distance.

It hadn't taken her people too long to make the necessary arrangements, but it did take a fair amount of convincing that the trek north would be worthwhile. Thankfully, Kate wouldn't be disappointing them. Three jet black rotorcraft descended upon the resort, much to the alarm of its patrons. Kate instructed the frog to wait for her as she retrieved her clothes and did her best to make herself look presentable, all to aware of how she appeared and smelled after her sensual encounter. As the choppers landed, Kate noted one of them was transporting a containment cell which appeared much like a shipping container. A mixture of security forces and research personnel gathered outside of their respective craft and Kate surged forward to intercept them and explain that the creature had agreed to come with them, hoping the kerapin wouldn't have second thoughts about their arrangement.

The toadess stopped upon seeing the container. The sudden halting motion made the curvaceous beast jiggle in all the right places. She squatted low and her head canted to one side, “You expect me to go in this box?" She said as protest began to rise in her voice. She glanced to Kate, “A queen? A goddess? In this box?" She asked rather angrily. Her body seemed to expand and broaden, puffing up like a blowfish. This was possibly an intimidation tactic given to her by her amphibian genetics before the mutation. The body of the human inside of her pressed tightly to her tummy, a powerfully recognizable and surprisingly detailed silhouette of the human now visible.

Kate whirled to face the massive kerapin in an attempt to calm her. “Please, it's the only way we can transport someone of your… stature… on such short notice. She reached out to touch the frog lady gently as the other humans watched, anxious at the sight of the expanding creature. “Please, I won't let anything happen to you. If… If it would make you feel better, I'll ride inside the palanquin with you." She didn't expect the other woman to know what a palanquin was, however she couldn't bring herself to call it a 'box'. “I made sure it was insulated and padded inside, for comfort and to keep out the noise and the cold air. And I will make sure you don't dry out, even if I have to moisturize you the entire way. So please…" She hoped she could convince the creature, she didn't want to see her hurt after sharing such an intimate moment with her. Kate could still feel the woman's tadpoles inside of her and see the other woman trapped inside…

The kerapin slowly shrank down to her normal size, though still quite large in stature. “Fine. But you will stay with me." She croaked, “Keep me company and ensure a.. Pleasant journey.." She said as a large hand was placed around the smaller human's hips that drew her in close to press body to body. She let out a soft sigh as her body relaxed and she proceeded forward, following the general path guided by those around her. The human subsided deep back into her belly, no longer noticeable and her hands slowly pulled back from Kate to rub against her own tummy, sighing happily.

“Yes of course…" Kate said, patting her softly as her eyes lingered on the place where she had seen the Vanille's face pressed against the Kerapin's belly. She shivered, wondering what it must feel like to be trapped inside the frog's body. Some of the security officers looked as though they'd rather play it safe and shoot the massive frog, but a stern look from Kate as she turn put them in her place. She shouted orders at them as if she were made to be in charge, despite how submissive she had been for her lovely toad goddess. Some of the other eggheads wanted to examine Kate, provide medical treatment, or question her about what had happened but she shooed them all away. There would be plenty of time for that later once they reached the facility…

For now she helped the Kerapin into her palanquin and hesitantly climbed in after her, ignoring the protests of the others. “Just fly the damn chopper," she shouted before pulling the door closed from the inside, leaving them shrouded in complete darkness. There were a few battery powered LED lights attached to various places on the inner wall but Kate didn't bother with them. She felt weak, drained to the point of exhaustion from her sexual encounter and arranging this unexpected pickup. She just wanted to relax…

The kerapin sighed softly and relaxed in the box. For some reason, it felt strangely safe. Perhaps she liked the dark enclosure, on top of being kept with the human. A firm hand gripped onto Kate's body and tugged her forward to fall deep inside the toad's lap. She nestled Kate's face right to the tip of her fat femcock head and closed her eyes. One hand rested onto her own tummy while she squeezed the human's head dominantly, a small sign to ensure Kate understood her position beneath the queen. Her thighs parted and toes spread out before relaxing in the darkness, “This is acceptable." She said softly.

Though her belly was still swollen from the last time she had pleasuring the hefty frog, Kate obediently wrapped her lips around the thick head of her slimy cock, nursing gently as though a child seeking milk. She wasn't sure why her first impulse was to suck the Kerapin's cock, she hadn't even been asked and yet her fingers and tongue were already caressing and stroking the fat length as she pressed herself closer against her lover cool, wet skin. Within the frog, Vanille continued to drift helplessly in a semi conscious state as she protected the young that had been forced inside of her.