Centaurus

“P-prehsuming to th-thrust into m-mhe, ah!- j-just l-let m-meeee- do th-the m-moving!” moaned the queen, her hands limply clutching at Fey.

 

Fey couldn't help it, the sucking and slurping of the queen’s womb on her dick was driving her mad, the queen’s womb clearly wanted her inside and her body was responding, eager to breed a needy cunt. Her hips bucked once more and thrust into the suckling cervix and it spread in response, slipping wide, hungry to take her, to wrap around her length, to envelop her. 

 

But despite her efforts she just didn't have a good angle and struggled to fully penetrate the queen. 

 

“Y-you need to push y-yourself onto me-” groaned out Fey from behind gritted teeth, her spines arching as she strained.

 

“M-mimics- guh!- have ther ohwn w-whays!”

 

The queen’s cervix rippled and then began to morph, a dozen fat little tentacles growing from the surface and then gripping down onto Fey's cock head using their suckers. The tentacles heaved back and the queen’s cervix was forced to stretch wider, straining further and further, step by step, until the tentacles pushed the cervix over the rim with a lurch, sliding over the head and surrounding it, the suckered tentacles joining the tentacle tongues in exploring Fey's shape. 

 

“Ahnd now I havfe room to- hnnf-” the queen rolled her hips and ground back down onto Fey, her hands holding onto the centaur, her fingers creating folds as she grasped at her flesh, gaining leverage to then shove herself down onto the enormous horse dick, her insides spreading around the thing. Her belly lurched outward further as her muff brutally slammed home against Fey's medial ring, nearly two foot of horse dick inside of her now, her belly tented out so obscenely far that it was pressing up into her motherly breasts, parting their softness.

 

The queen was one used to experimentation and the peak of things, but this, this was different.

 

She was made haggard by the strength of the orgasm that rolled over her body like a tsunami, a tsunami of fire. She had no rationality left to consider quite why this felt so utterly different than any carnal delight she had sampled before, her mind was only strobing lights and exploding sparks, every nerve ending in her lower body lit up with crackling lightning as her senses stepped beyond their limit causing her muscles to flutter and spasm, tensing, then tensing up HARD.

 

“Mnngghnnn-Ah-AHNNN-AIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!”

 

The mimic queen thrashed, her legs kicking out behind her, her vast thighs quivering like jelly as she shook and shuddered, gushing cups and cups of fem cum over Fey as her fat clit swelled larger yet, reaching two inches, rock hard with extreme arousal.

 

The nearby cupboard began to ripple as a squeal came from within, the wood bending and flexing and then changing, becoming pale skin, a leg spilling free, then a breast, the cupboard falling in on itself, morphing into a naked woman. Beside the quickly disappearing cupboard the chair was convulsing, the legs of the chair thickening and rounding, changing and becoming flesh, a plump dripping pussy appearing at the front of the seat as the wood ballooned outward.

 

Below the furniture legs and arms were pushing free from the planks of wood that made up the floor, dozens and dozens of them, in fact, everything in the room from the walls to the floor to every single piece of furniture and every single ornament no matter how small was showing flesh, swelling or shrinking, morphing in real time, dozens and dozens of breasts and arms and legs dangling from the ceiling as they spilt free, in every direction naked girls were appearing, their voices rising, lustful gasps and pleasured squeals filling the air, a building cacophony of noise.

 

Fey barely noticed, she was lost inside the queen, the intense sensation of her insides driving her mad with lust, causing her hips to thrust of their over volition, her medial ring ramming up against the queen’s cunt over and over and over until the queen’s ravenous puss took hold and sucked her inside with a loud and lurid SCHLURP! Such a powerful combination of suckling muscle and gripping tentacle that the queen found herself being dragged backwards by her own pussy, her fingernails leaving lines across Fey's barrel.

 

“Hnn gawwd, m-my bohdyyyy whantsss y-you t-too much!!” Wailed the queen as she came once more, spraying down Fey's barrel as her clit swelled an inch larger and rubbed against Fey's stomach, dragging across the sopping surface.

 

A drop of wet landed on Fey's nose causing her to flinch in surprise. Confused, she looked up, for the first time paying attention to what was happening to the room. Rows and rows of limbs and bodies and pussies were emerging from the ceiling, each pussy soaking wet, plump, and meaty, long gel-like strands of fem lube dangling from pink inner lips peeking from between swollen muffs, then coming down in a drizzling shower, drip drip dripping across Fey and the queen like a rain of femininity.

 

Wh-whats happening?” said Fey looking around in alarm as furniture became writhing squealing girls, fingers dipping into snatches, plunging in and out in and out until they were knuckle deep, moaning needily.

 

“It-its m-mhy connection as queen to my shubjects!” gasped the queen as she struggled to hump herself onto Fey, her powerful pussy now doing much of the work of dragging her back and forth, “It feeehls too gooood!! it’s shpilling over! I c-cant control- ieeehtt!”

 

Above the bed, bodies had started to dangle down as the mimics that made up the ceiling lost control of their shapes and reverted to their true form. A naked rainbow haired girl slammed down on the huge bed beside Fey, legs already straight up in the air, one hand frantically rubbing over her clit as her other hand plunged in and out of her folds.

 

“Hnn what is happeningggg!” moaned the girl as her toes splayed in the air and she squirted explosively across the sheets.

 

As the queen’s pleasure rose the other mimics reversion to their true forms only accelerated, everywhere Fey looked there were pleading girls frantically masturbating and squirting across each other, the room becoming warm with hazy hormonal heat, the smell of needy swollen pussies filling the air.

 

Fey yelped as more naked girls fell around her, the bed quickly becoming covered with bodies, the room becoming smaller as the mimics mimicking smaller objects grew in mass, mounds of stark naked masturbating girls spilling inward until they were heaping up against the bed, straining legs crisscrossing, many of the girls scissoring or fisting each other, thighs frantically entwined, toes curling, thighs quivering, mouths gasping.

 

The one who had first fell had another girl fall upon her.

 

“D-do meeee!” she wailed clutching at the girl. The mimic who had fallen blinked down at her, confused, then after a moment becoming excited with understanding. Her hand descended, stroking down her trim stomach, touching at her flesh a little above her clit.

 

She shuddered and clenched and after a moment a surge of flesh bulged out, a shaft sprouting that was flaccid but quickly stiffening as blood rushed in even as it grew larger, thicker, longer, until nearly a foot of human like dick protruded from above the mimic’s puss.

 

The mimic who had first fell saw this and with a cry grabbed at the hermaphrodite mimic and pulled her between her thighs, a sigh slipping from her lips as the mimic penetrated her. 

 

The mimics around saw this and like their nature implied copied the pair, girls growing lengths and falling on the others, the gasping cries growing into a cacophony as wet flesh began to slap over and over onto wet flesh, shapely rears humping down into glistening parted thighs.

 

Fey found herself with girls fucking each other on every side, the last remnants of the room disappearing as everything became smooth naked skin, even the bed was starting to change, the pillows she was resting upon morphing into vast breasts, hard nipples pressing into her back. It just didn't stop, fucking rutting girls pressing up against her, falling across her body, their rears pushed up, presenting their leaky cunts for the herm mimics to thrust inside and begin ravaging. She found her hands resting on naked forms, fingers stroking across heated thighs, her entire form supported by girls, her melon sized balls resting on one girl’s face as half a dozen others tongue bathed the surface sending the eager sperm inside into a churning thrashing storm, the surface bulging and rippling as they tried to get at the needy cunts all around. 

 

A mimic girl suddenly threw herself atop Fey and raised her rear, spreading her legs and pushing her crotch up against the bulge that parted the queen’s breasts, her pussy latching on with an incredible sucking force, like a mouth, a vacuum that drew her onto the bulge and forcibly stretched her. The cups of lubrication helping as the girl cried out and speared herself onto the queen’s belly bulge, her cunt yawning wide as both Fey and the queen penetrated her, spreading her, her rear crashing down against the queen’s motherly breasts, forcing them to ride up over her buttocks and onto the small of her back as her tummy tented out. She wasn’t the only one with such an idea and another rainbow haired girl tore herself away from clutching fingers and copied what had just happened, throwing herself on Fey, the queen and the first girl, slamming down her rear on the double belly bulge, juices spattering in every direction as her inflamed pussy grasped thirstily at the massive shape, trying to consume it and succeeding, gliding over the tip, just taking the first few inches, refusing to let go as it sucked on tight. The feeling of the queen’s insides and then the crushing feeling of the two girls clenching muscles on top made Fey’s eyelids flutter, she hadn't quite experienced anything like this since fucking Lily and Kayla at the same time, this with the unique insides of the mimic girls made the strange layered feeling of so many pussies an order of magnitude more exquisite.

 

Fey yelped as another girl lunged for her and ripped her blouse open, shredding it from her body and then holding her breasts and squeezing them together as she thrust her stiff penis between them. Fey looked down in dismay as she was used, a slim line of cum spurting up from between her cleavage and across her neck even as another mimic joined the one still thrusting, finding room between her legs. She barely had time to come to terms with the pair of girls using her cleavage before the girl trapped below her testicles found her cunt. She shrieked as the girl slid her fingers then her whole hand then her wrist and forearm, then more, sliding all the way up to the elbow.

 

“Th-this is madness!... Oh f-fuck it- h-h-HARDER!” cried out Fey as the hand in her cunt formed a fist and began pistoning in and out.

 

Fey wasn’t sure what was happening was even real anymore, the sheer hormonal feminine heat enveloping her and nothing but squealing creaming girls in every direction made it feel like an incredibly intense and vivid fever dream more than anything else.

 

That didn't stop another mimic from leaping onto her face though, a trembling pink pussy thrust up against her, forcing her to open her mouth and taste even as two other girls found her hands and began riding her to the knuckle, directing her fingers into their starved cunts.

 

The queen’s voice was rising in pitch as her pussy dragged her inch by humped inch down Fey's length, her belly tenting out more and more, penetrating the two girls speared on top further, her womb tattoo stretched out obscenely over the penetration, the top of it slipping up inside the first girl’s cunt.

 

“I don't understand thiisss- I j-jhust want mhore! Yes! YES! Oh gods I need moar, I NEED MOAR! Fuaghhh- hngghhGAWDD!” screamed the queen as she slammed herself down to the base, her body engulfing the massive three and a half feet of horse dick, her insides thrashing around the length, spasming out of control, mind-shattering orgasm racking her mind, her whole body going rigid and stiffening up, her jaw straining as wide as it would go.

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHEEE!!”

 

The girls around Fey threw their heads back and screamed with her, creaming themselves silly all in the same moment. The air was filled with crisscrossing squirting lines as their inflamed pussies went mad quivering and spraying as backs arched and toes splayed, pools of fluid building between pressed together bodies in a swirling storm of fucking wailing cumming women that poured and rained down girl cum in higher pressure squirting sprays that spattered against skin and doused hair. The scent was incredible, the air now so thick and heavy with a feminine hormonal miasma that it created a mist that could be tasted.

 

The sticky clear fluids were beginning to build up, the level rising as more and more girl cum poured around Fey, small pools between thighs and breasts, filling and then joining into larger ones as the great mass continued to cum, even Fey's own pussy adding to the rising tide.

 

The two mimics speared on the queen’s belly bulge squirted along with the queen, a triple hose that drew sputtering lines up another mimic lying atop Fey's belly the queen’s massive clit in her mouth, the two mimics riding her knuckles joining her as the one shoving herself into Fey's mouth gushed forcing her to swallow or drown.

 

The sound was deafening and Fey was beginning to feel physical pain in her ears as the screams just did not stop, only rising higher and more shrill, in such a tight space the sound was insane. There was only one thing to do.

 

Fey’s ball’s clenched, rising up in readiness, sperm fighting to get free.

 

Then she let loose.

 

Fey screamed up into the mimic girl’s cunt while bucking up into the queen, thick ropes blasting from her cock straight into her womb, instantly filling her and stretching her out, her uterus rapidly expanding into the girls impaled on her belly bulge, spreading their wombs larger, filling them with the queen’s ballooning belly. The girls nested tummies spilled outward, quickly covering over the girl below and then expanding, a churning broiling slurry of cum pumping into the triple cock sleeve of the girls without stop.

 

The girls wailed and clawed at each other as their bellies rolled outward, spreading across Fey's barrel. The queen and the two mimics lifted up into the air as their wombs were filled, growing larger, filling the space between Fey's legs, pushing aside the girls leaning up against Fey as they grew larger and larger, feet and feet of soft cum belly, six foot, seven foot, eight foot, nine, their wombs grew until a lake of horse cum ten foot across was squashing up against girls in every direction, bulging around them, faces and breasts pressed up against it, its surface becoming shiny wet with still spraying girl cum.

 

At last, the screams died down, becoming soft gaspy moans and groans and fluttering eyelids, a sea of mimics passed out in every direction, above, below, and around, absolute female devastation.

 

Fey spluttered and struggled free from the pussy of the mimic sat on her face, then pulled her hands from the cunts of the mimics who had been riding her knuckles. She didn't know how long the mass mimic unconsciousness would last so she was a little forceful in using her strength, tossing and flinging girls aside as she shoved and pushed at thighs and breasts, rolling and twisting until her cock was being dragged from the queen’s puss. Even then she could feel her cunt trying to keep her inside, dragging at her. Fortunately, she was strong enough to overcome it and after heaving the triple mimic cum lake over onto the side she was able to tug and pull herself out, a gush of horse cum joining the lakes of fem fluid pooling between the girls.

 

She then began to struggle away, the insanely slippery morass of limp girls allowing her to squirm and slip across their bodies, grabbing an arm, hair, an ankle anything she could use to pull herself along, drag herself free.

 

After a desperate minute where she wondered if there was no end to the piles of girls she managed to find the end, her head thrusting out from boiling feminine heat and into cold cavern air, her body following soon after, sliding free on a tide of girl cum and a few limp girls. She slid across the cavern floor desperately drawing in fresh air, trying to clear her mind from the bewildering heat.

 

It didn't take long and she struggled to her feet, discarding a few girls flopped on top of her in the process. Her hooves slipped around the puddle of girl cum as she found her balance. Then she blinked fluid from her eyes and looked around. 

 

She appeared to be in some kind of vast cavern, the center of which held a building sized wasp nest like hive. Except instead of the mulch a wasp nest was normally made of this appeared to be made out of dismantled treasure chests. Fey realised the inside must have been hollow and contained the fake bedroom, the mimic girl bedroom? 

 

Apparently, not all of the mimics had been inside, a trio of them lay on the ground away from the nest, slumped unconscious in puddles of their own juices having apparently also been sent into a state of extreme arousal by the queen’s own pleasure. Beside them were a number of the leafy pods that they had come across earlier. She didn't have a particularly hard time guessing that the band were within, mostly because the pods couldn’t fully contain Vivi, Flora, and Kayla, only managing to wrap around their bodies while their enormous pregnancies were exposed.

 

Stumbling forward she slapped her palm down on Flora’s belly and channelled her healing. After a moment the gnome awoke, struggling and then clumsily tearing the plant-like material away as she freed herself. 

 

The gnome blinked up at Fey, her eyes glazed.

 

“Flora, you need to get us out of here!”

 

“...Whussa?”

 

“We need to get out of here!”

 

Flora blinked slowly then vaguely raised her hands in a half gesture. After a moment she rose up into the air and began to float away.

 

“With the others!” shrieked Fey.

 

Flora turned back a confused look on her face. Then she looked at the pods that Fey was frantically pointing at. After a moment she frowned and then squinted at them, slowly working out what the problem was in her addled state. Enlightenment seemed to cross her expression as she finally understood what they were and after a moment she gestured at the pods and they began to peel apart revealing the rest of the band. 

 

A delirious Magic Mog was lifted into the air by a delirious Flora and floated out of the cavern.