Centaurus

 

Tami wriggled atop her vast belly, scattering the newsletters aside as she tried to peer down at schoolgirl.

 

“Wait, couldn’t- couldn't that be used on Fey?!”

 

“...I-... I think I’ve said too much…” murmured Lucy abruptly shutting her mouth and looking around at the servants as it dawned on her she was being a little too open.

 

“No, tell us more! What Class is it that lets you do that?!” cried Sarah, bunny ears flopping as she tried to get a better view of Lucy.

 

“Erm…”

 

As this was happening a trio of maids had been quietly doing things behind Tami’s back, standing on a ring of scaffolding that had been set up when the roof had been dismantled on the three storey stable’s walls.

 

Flora watched with interest as they were passed a transparent rubber hose with a large rubber bulb at the end the size of a cantaloupe.

 

She traced the hose as it wound away from them to a large four person pumping device made of iron that had been silently hauled up onto the scaffolding. A seesaw was set across its top that four maids were currently holding onto, their expressions serious, clearly ready to begin pumping at a moments notice.

 

They didn't have to wait long, the three maids with the end of the hose suddenly leapt down barefoot onto Tami’s vast belly and raced across its surface. It took a moment for the teenager to react to the feel of their feet sinking into her tummy but then she turned around with a tiger-like snarl.

 

“What the hell!!”

 

But it was already too late, two of the maids dove for her rear, grabbing hold of her towel clad thighs and spreading her legs apart as the third flicked a knife cutting the rope attached to the Fey dildo, which she then ripped free, and then thrust home the bulbed tip of the hose, pushing it against her sloppy teenage pussy hard and then fully inside with a lurch, her folds eagerly engulfing the bulb as the maid pushed the hose further inside still.

 

The colourful Fey dildo slick with wet lazily slid down Tami’s sloping belly behind them.

 

“Now! Pump now!”

 

The four maids on the pump leapt into action, furiously pumping the seesaw up and down. In moments a powerful sucking force was applied and cum shllurrrpped out of Tami’s pussy, exploding down the hose and bulging it out, the transparency becoming solid white with horse cum, the hose thrashing and writhing with the pressure, the maid feeding the hose into the teenager’s pussy struggling to keep it still.

 

“NUUUU! S-Stop! It's mineeee!” wailed Tami, her legs kicking and thrashing as the two maids forced her thighs apart allowing the hose to pump and pump.

 

“W-we’re sorry Tami! Your father commanded it!” wailed one of the maids struggling to keep her legs spread.

 

Tami turned a furious red faced glare on them.

 

“And you listened to him!?”

 

She slapped her hands down on her belly and ropes boiled out of the remainder of the stable around the edge of her belly, hundreds of lengths of rope that surged forth, snaking up her belly and headed straight for the maids.

 

The maids let go of the teenager’s legs and the third maid wrapped her legs and arms around Tami’s thighs in a lock, using her body to prevent Tami from kicking free the hose.

 

The two maids flicked their wrists and a pair of cutlasses magically appeared in each of their hands, flashing bright in the sun. The ropes came on, a tsunami of fibre that crashed over the maids.

 

The ropes didn't stand a chance, the maids' hands moved so fast they couldn't be seen and in a moment there were thousands of pieces of chopped up rope rolling and bouncing down Tami's belly in a rain of hemp.

 

“You have Classes too?!” cried Tami, distraught as the maids repelled everything she threw at them.

 

“We were hand picked for the job miss! Sorry about this again!”

 

Tami howled and struggled as the machine continued to pump, tears in her eyes as she unsuccessfully tried to fend off the relentless maids and it looked as if the teenager was doomed to gradually be emptied.

 

That is until she opened her eyes and turned to Flora.

 

“H-Hey, you’ve got to help me! I read the newsletter! I know what you can do, so- so stop them! I command it!”

 

Flora yawned lazily.

 

“You’re gonna have to ask a bit more nicely than that, you know.”

 

“Please! Please stop them! I know you're a good kind gnome and a really good adventurer!”

 

“Eheh, I guess I am huh? Alright, I’ll give you a hand, one size queen to another.”

 

Flora flicked out her hand and the three maids were ripped away from Tami’s loins with a cry and deposited down in the pillow strewn courtyard, then the four operating the large pumping machine too.

 

Tami let out a breath of relief. 

 

“G-gods, thankyou, I almost lost everything! All of Fey!”

 

“Uhuh.” said Flora as she levitated the pumping machine up into the air. To her interest there were a lot of extra hoses attached, some attached to barrels hidden amongst the scaffolding, they dangled around the thing as it rose high up into the air and began to move toward her.

 

Tami struggled with the hose inserted in her pussy, ankles squeezing the rubber and trying to pull the bulb free.

 

“Uhm, I… seem to be having some difficulty getting this hose out, would you, uhm, mind give me a hand?”

 

“Oh that,” said Flora as she lifted one of the long lengths of hose with a barrel on the end and examined it, “I’ll be keeping that there.”

 

“You, uh, you're keeping it there?”

“Mhmm,” said Flora as she pulled the barrels off the hoses and gathered their bulbed ends together. “I don't like it.”

 

“You don't like… what?”

 

Flora spread her legs, doing the splits across her belly. She brought the first cantaloupe sized bulb near and then slowly squeezed it inside, her pussy eagerly taking it. Then she took another and forced that in too, then another and another until she had four of the hoses leading into her pussy.

 

“Oh nothing much, it’s just now that I'm so large and preggers it bothers me to see another still larger than me.”

 

Three more bulbs lazily snaked their way toward Tami’s rear.

 

“H-hold on a second- w-wait!”

 

Too late, the first of the bulbs squeezed between the teenager’s clenched together thighs and then pressed against her folds. The teenager could do nothing, of course, the immense force Flora could apply meant that her lips were parted and with a schlpop! the first slipped past her puffy reddened muff, joining the original, and causing the tigerkin to scream.

 

“F-Flora nuu!”

 

Flora didn't stop however and the third and then the fourth rubber bulb was squeeeezed into the teenager.

 

The gnome examined the large pumping machine floating in front of her.

 

Experimentally she forced down the seesaw on one side and with a loud wet shlurrrrrp cum was drawn from Tami’s pussy once more, her labia parting as the four hoses expanded, four times the amount of cum flowing from her sloppy teenage cunt.

 

Flora bit her lip as she watched the bulges in the hoses roll along their lengths, going from transparent to glossy white, then enter into the pumping machine, then be pumped out the other side and into the out hoses that dangled from the machine in a hanging arc that led up over Flora’s vast pregnancy and between her spread and welcoming legs, a thick tube of white that pressed against her massive belly as it rolled on and on.

 

The gnome shuddered in delight as still piping hot horse cum sprayed into her womb, basting the many eggs she held in thick gloopy white, her body already reacting to fresh insemination, hormones surging.

 

“Gods I’ve missed this, eggs just don't scratch that itch in the same way.” She licked her lips. “And becoming tripley preggers sounds pretty nice.”

 

Her eyes drifted from the squirming wailing Tami down to the other teenagers below who were looking up at her with round eyes which grew even rounder as rubber hoses lowered down toward them and then snaked over their bellies.

 

“But then quadruple or pentuple preggers sounds even better…”

 

The rubber bulbs slipped under the white fluffy towels wrapped around their hips, nudging kicking ankles aside as they pressed between their thighs, then pausing as they found dildos already in each of them. Flora eyed the rope coming from beneath their towels and took hold of it using her ability. Then she slowly pulled the rope taut, the dildos in the two teenagers' pussies slowly coming free, their hungry cunts reluctant to give up the three quarter sized rubber Fey lengths. 

 

Then with a couple of gasps The dildos were entirely pulled out and tossed aside and the rounded shapes of the bulbs pressed up against their gaped teenage pussies. Squeezing against their softness, then, after increasing pressure, the first schlopped! inside. Then the next and the next until there were three rubber hoses running into each of their reddened slits.

 

The suction was applied immediately as Flora hadn't stopped the pumping and semen was guzzled from their wombs, the hoses fattening with looted cum as it was drawn up into the machine and then pumped into the four pipes flowing up into Flora's pussy. The combined amount of cum ballooned the four Flora hoses out far more than the others until they were thigh thick and straining, the rubber taut and their lengths writhing and snaking from the pressure, their girth stretching Flora's pussy further and their squirming twisting motions inside of her stimulating her passage.

 

The stables were filled with the rising wailing moans of the teenagers desperately trying to stop themselves being emptied, thighs and knees and ankles squeezing down on the now white hoses squirming in their pussies, clutching desperately, but to no avail, they could do nothing as a solid river of hot centaur cum flowed from their pussies up into the pump then into the four over taxed hoses leading to Flora’s pussy.

 

The massive taut sphere of Flora's belly started to very slowly inch outward, the innumerable eggs inside of her flooded with fresh cum and set to floating.

 

Flora shivered and gasped as her pussy squeezed down vice like on the hoses which only increased the stimulation, stimulation that caused her to orgasm, legs stretching out across her vast belly, toes splayed and digging into herself.

 

“HNNNNN! SHOOO GEWWWD” slurred the gnome.

 

She loved the feeling, stealing the teenager’s horse cum, draining their wombs and filling her own, impregnating herself even further.

 

“Moaarrrr” she moaned and the pumping machine doubled in speed then doubled again.

 

The teenagers howled as the hoses in their pussies massively increased in girth and began to thrash, cum roaring from their teenage wombs in powerful gulping shlurps, whirlpools of cum in their wombs leading to the gasping bulbs.

 

“MOAAARR!” roared Flora and doubled the speed of the pump once more.

 

The hoses in the teenager’s pussies became thigh thick, their labias yawning wide around the pipes entering them, the rubber with no give at all such was the pressure.

 

Before the slow draining of the teenagers could barely be seen but now it was visible to the naked eye, they were quickly being milked of cum, their taut bellies visibly shrinking even as Flora’s belly spilled outward foot by foot, rolling over cushions and silks and crushing furniture, a sofa smashed to splinters beneath her cum belly, an ornate chair valiantly holding out for moments before being crushed flat.

 

Around her the servants were panicking, finding themselves trapped between a rapidly expanding belly and the walls of the stable they were forced to scramble and climb over each other, barely making it out in time as smooth gnome tummy pressed up against the walls, filling the corner, and spilling outward.

 

“YESH! Give it all to meee!!” crowed Flora as she swelled and grew, belly pressing up against all the buildings that surrounded the stable courtyard as her body slowly rose higher and higher into the air.

 

Her eager pumping grew faster and faster, the pump a blur, the hoses becoming fatter still, stretching her lips all the more as they grew stiffer with the pressure, their surfaces rock hard and ungiving beneath her clutching pussy.

 

Her thighs wobbled and shook as electric orgasm suddenly ripped through her body, her split legs straining all the harder, toenails drawing white lines over her belly as she sprayed down the exterior of the hoses with her juices, a wash of clear fluid rolling down her throne of a body as she clawed at her breasts and wailed.

 

She was rising up above the stable now, her flesh spilling over the three storey walls as her womb was pumped fuller and fuller, the monstrous sphere visible from over the walls of the estate, a rising landmark, one that suddenly wobbled and rippled violently as the walls of the stable collapsed beneath her belly and rolled on into the building.

 

Flora would have been content for this to go on forever, each powerful surging pump of cum stretching her womb a little further, a little larger, a little more fecund. 

 

But then the river of cum pouring into her started to slow and she glanced down to see that the teenagers were nearing done, their once grand bellies shrunk down to a shadow of what they had been.

 

Dismayed, Flora pumped harder and the teenagers screamed and creamed themselves as their cum bellies rapidly dwindled to nine months pregnant with quadruplets then, in one sucking pump more, to nothing, only the bulge of the cantaloupe sized rubber bulbs tenting out their abdomens with their shapes, vacuum sealed to their form as she sucked them dry of every last little drop of horse cum.

 

The teenagers were left thrashing on the ground as the powerful sucking continued to stimulate their sensitive bodies, drool hanging from lips, hair dishevelled as they weakly tried to pull the hoses free, limp hands clutching at thrashing rubber.

 

At last Flora let out a sigh of resignation. Clearly there was no more cum coming from these three, she had taken all they had.

 

She dropped her ability with an annoyed grunt and the huge iron pump came down to earth with a boom, pulling free the bulbs in her pussy in one last gasp inducing tug. 

 

She blinked as she checked over herself. She hadn't really registered just how large she had become, easily larger than princess Priscilla; her body was well above the three storey stable. 

 

Flora felt… endless and filled with life. A true fertile broodmother, one that would birth uncountable young. She was sure she could feel fresh new eggs multiplying within herself and the already grown eggs growing larger still, reacting to the multiplied pregnancy.

 

She could practically feel her core vibrating with massive creation of life, her breasts heating as they prepared to expand, to grow in preparation of feeding the teeming masses.

 

The thought made her groan with pleasure and she extended her limbs in a morning stretch, legs splayed and toes pressing down into her belly, hand stretching to reach as far over her belly as possible, which wasn't much, from her perspective it was like she was lying atop a gently sloping plane of smooth clear skin in all directions, she could only barely see the tallest of buildings in the distance and nothing of the estate.

 

Satisfaction was not strong enough of a word. She felt fucking incredible. Content and utterly full. Devastatingly sated, her womb’s burning thirst for horse cum slaked.

 

Yet somehow, despite her monstrous belly, she wanted… more.

 

She drifted off into a peaceful nap as her heated breast started to slowly inch larger.

 

Below came the voices of angry teenagers.

-

Tami grabbed hold of Lucy’s shoulder for support as she gripped hold of one of the hoses in her pussy. With a slow groan, she managed to haul the thing down, the fat rubber bulb coming free from beneath her towel wrapped hips with a schluuurp!

 

She gasped as it slapped against the floor and went in for the next.

 

“That was uhm, interesting to see if you don't mind me saying... honestly kinda hot.”

 

Tami glared up at the uniformed school girl “If you knew how empty and cold I feel down there right now you wouldn't say that. This… fucking sucks. Ahnn!”

 

She quivered as the last of the rubber bulbs came free with a few droplets of clear fluid and she stood under her own power, adjusting the white fluffy towels, her once vast belly now returned to being trim and flat.

 

Her and the other three teenagers were at the edge of the courtyard, a vast wall of pale skin looming over them, blocking the light and putting them in shadow, the edges of the innumerable pillows just seen under the edge, the courtyard now made for one singular use, to support Flora's enormity.

 

Tami took a step back and put her hands on her hips, glaring up at Flora’s belly.

 

“Stealing my magic centaur cum using a Class power isn't fair!”

 

“You do have a Class yourself Tami, and you did kinda drag Fey into the stable to do it with us originally.”

 

“That's totally different! Sort of. Look, clearly things are changing, I saw the newsletters, we all did, Fey is quickly becoming a hot commodity.”

 

“Yeah,” said Lucy, “The uh, tea club of noble ladies, is uhm, very very interested in Fey.”

 

“See! Don't you get what that means!”

 

“N-not really?”

 

“It means we are going to do something.” She rounded on Ruby and Sarah, “For one you two are going to have to get Classes of your own, you were totally useless just then!”

 

“Ah I don't know Tami, this is a bit much right now I feel… empty and bit down,” said Ruby, her pink dyed wolf ears drooping.

 

Lucy put her hand on her shoulder.

 

“Would it help cheer you up to talk about when you did it with Fey?”

 

“I.. guess?”

 

Lucy nodded and then waved at a group of huddling servants. From behind them a short jack russell dogkin peeked, clearly uncomfortable wearing the too large black and white maids uniform she had been put in. The dogkin seeing Lucy’s beckoning scuttled away from the servants and neared the teenagers.

 

“Uhm, hey,” said the dogkin, awkwardly.

 

“Don't be shy Rebecca, how are you going to become a reporter if you aren't forward?”

 

The dogkin straightened her back hearing that and stepped closer.

 

“Tell me your story!” she blurted out, “Uh, that is, what happened when you met Fey.”

 

“Who the hell is this?” demanded Tami, “Wait, don't I recognise you? You were that one that snuck into the estate and tried to talk to me before father locked it down!”

 

“Ah, y-yeah, that might have been me.”

 

“Why’d that happen? The lockdown I mean,” said Lucy.

 

“I don't think he wanted the other merchants to know that his daughter had been filled to the size of a stable with centaur cum.” 

 

“Yes, he told our parents that we were having a sleepover here at Tami’s.”

 

“...I see. Well, will you tell your story?”

 

The three teenagers paused in thought.

 

“...We would be in the newsletter? The one the nobility are apparently reading?”

 

“Well, yes.”

 

“And everyone would know who we are?”

 

“No, I can make the story anonymous or give you fake names.”

 

“What? Fuck that! I want to be famous for this, put my name on the front page ‘Starring Tami Besindral!’ in huge writing! If all the noble ladies are as into this as we are I’m going to be so talked about!”

 

“H-hey I was there too! I want my name on the front as well!

 

“Me too!”

 

Tami glared at them, “Won't your mothers care?”

 

“Erm well both of their mothers are part of the tea party they, uh, might just be jealous honestly.”

 

Tami sighed.

 

“Whatever. You, Rebocka or whatever your name was, get some pen and paper and listen to every word I’ve got to say, I’m going to blow the socks off the people reading this damned newsletter. Everyone will know who I am!”