Centaurus

Glasha downed her pint and then belched. She had acquired a nasty black eye from somewhere, although perhaps that wasn't that surprising. Leading a group of incredibly horny and drunk orc women of an adventure promising amazing mindblowing centaur sex and then being cock blocked by a fiery red headed elf was enough to cause more than a little resentment.

 

The group of orcs had returned to their bar, furious and ranting, sometimes getting into fights, mostly with Glasha as a little revenge after being left unsatisfied. 

 

Still, it wasn't all bad. Once they'd made it back the women had begun to realise through their drunken haze that their bodies had changed, becoming incredibly stretchy and sensitive. 

 

A fresh pint was served and Glasha had to rescue it from being knocked over as the orc lying on the bar next to her wailed, her legs spread in the air, another orc woman fisting her up to the elbow, making her belly bulge.

 

Really, once they had discovered the change there had been quite a lot of shameless and open enthusiasm. Drunk orcs didn't seem to care very much about how they appeared in public.

 

Orc women were lined up along the bar, legs up, as they were either fisted or dildoed by their friends. 

 

Things were descending into more and more debauchery as time went on, multiple betting pools being set up to see who could take more, multiple fists inserted or dozens of mini dildos.

 

An orc woman gulped down a pint even as two others thrust twelve inch strapons into her along with a third's fist.

 

It was like all the pressure that had been building up while they had obsessed over the newsletter was finally coming to a peak and they were going all out.

 

But Glasha knew they had of course seen nothing yet.

 

Speaking of which.

 

She adjusted her hips on the bar stool as she felt something big press up against her loins. At the same time there were cries of alarm all around as orcs clutched at their shorts or exposed nethers.

 

Glasha smirked. And they hadn't believed her! She stood from her stool as the horse cock slipped inside. Her knees nearly buckled and she very nearly collapsed, but she was able to hold herself up through sheer force of smugness. 

 

She turned to the orcs who had for the most part taken to clutching at the bar or clutching at those lying on the bar, lifting a triumphant fist into the air.

"You see, I was totally right, Fey is inside of all of you right now, you are being stretched around the centaur you all of have dreamed of, those throbbing veins, that stiffness, that massive fucking horse cock are all Fey's, hgnffh!"

 

As she spoke her belly rose up from her body until it was pressing against her breasts before it started to ease back.

 

"-And since you all have never experienced anything like this you will all be completely defenseless and weak and pathetic."

 

"H-hey fuck you!" moaned an orc nearby, her hands clutching limply at an orc on the bar, her knees pressed together as she tried to remain upright.

 

Glasha smiled sweetly. As she and her sister had found out orcs seemed particularly susceptible to going weak at the knees when first stretched.

 

She stepped forward and twisted her hips. 

 

The dick bulge in her belly that had just risen up whipped around and slapped the unfortunate orc across the face with the loud impact of skin on skin.

 

Their expression of sheer shock as they fell was something to see. The orc went sprawling and Glasha was left standing over her.

 

She pointed at her black eye.

 

"I think it's time for a little bit of revenge, don't you?"

 

"H-hold on-"

 

"Hnff, G-glasha, -ju-"

 

"It wasn't me! I didn't-"

 

Glasha grinned and belly cock slapped the next girl to the ground, then the next, leaving them writhing, struggling to even sit up.

 

Then there were only the orc women left on top of the bar, their thighs spread, their pussies stretched thin around an invisible cock.

 

"There was something I saw while I was on the estate, something that I kind of want to try."

 

The orc women gave her wary looks even as they gasped and moaned, their bellies rising and falling.

 

Glasha stepped toward the first on the bar top and then between her legs, her immensely strong hands coming down on her thighs, spreading them apart.

 

She angled herself down a bit as she lent over the quivering orc and then simply waited.

 

Her belly rose forth the shape of massive horse cock outlined in her flesh… and it pushed into the massive staining gape of the orc, her pussy stretching even further as this even larger intruder entered her passage.

 

The orc howled as she was penetrated not once but twice.

 

"Orcs. Orcs want more, orc women always want more. Do you want more?"

 

The orc despite her wails nodded frantically, unable to even gather herself to reply.

 

Glasha's eyes flashed red and steam rose from her body as her muscles swelled.

 

She took hold of the orc, lifting and turning her, even as her belly thrust over and over into the woman double fucking her. She placed her in front of the next orc's gape. 

 

Fey's cock double wrapped around two girls pushed inside the third orc. Glasha didn't pause, grabbing up the freshly penetrated orc and together with the first and placed them in front of another as she grabbed hold of their thighs.

 

The orcs had started to see her plan and since they also wanted more, as orcs always do, decided to help.

 

Glasha found herself seated with a girl in her lap, then another on their lap, in total, five of the orcs had managed to spear themselves on each other before their combined bulges became too thick to fit more.

 

Similiar scenes could be seen with other orcs, clusters of five or six each being fucked not only by Fey but other orc's cock bulges.

 

The cacophony of so much slick wet flesh on flesh was utterly deafening.

 

Glasha simply sipped her ale and watched the orcs moaning and thrusting themselves onto her belly bulge, the pressure of their pussies only increasing her own enjoyment.

 

It didn't take long after that for Fey to cum.

 

Unfortunately the bar didn't survive the result.

---

"Don't be silly Iskren," tittered Rina, "This is in the name of free trade."

 

Rinas husband stared at his wife's gaping pussy as her belly rose and fell.

 

"F-Free trade?"

 

"Yes husband, you might have noticed that there is a rather large dragoness outside who has promised to destroy the free trade of Bine and kidnap my friend. Hnffgh! I have begun to fear that no matter how many feral lawyers that I throw at this problem it will be for naught. Dragons tend not to be vulnerable to legal action as a rule. We have, to be frank, lost everything."

 

He stared at her.

 

"Everything? The entire estate? All of it?"

 

Quite so. There is a small chance she may forget that she has stolen it from us if we can just get Fey away… but more so, " she smiled wickedly, "In doing so there is another opportunity to claw back- hnn!- most things by our own hands."

 

"And this is… that… somehow?"

 

"Mhmm. Part of it. With this we shall take away the playing piece that is the centaur and ground the dragoness from flying. In that time when she is unable to move we shall be enacting the greatest smuggling operation in recorded history and removing as much of our property as we can put on wheels from her locale as is possible. Hnff."

 

"Okay I am on board with that," he gestured at the Lamia's pussy, her insides spreading around the invisible intruder and completely on display. "But is this really necessary?"

 

"Jealous of her size? Really Iskren, it's not like I married you for your measurements in any regard, I am a lamia and you are a human after all, size difference is an understatement." she reached out a large hand and with the tip of her index tapped the tent that had formed in his trousers. The tip wetted with pre cum under her finger. "And you seem to be enjoying this more than a little."

 

Iskren swallowed as she gripped his cock through his trousers.

 

"Care to join?"

 

Garments were quickly ripped off and flung away as Rina leaned back, her husband leaping on top of her, his cock thrusting in her massive thigh thick gape, slapping against her pussy and clit until he was spurting over and over at her open cervix, his little strings falling into the cavern that was her womb.

 

Rina laughed and moaned as he came again and again, gripping his rear as she held him against her gape, pressing his face against her bulging belly.

 

Then fey exploded into her and his tiny spurts were obliterated by thick heavy horsecum.

 

Iskren found himself lifting and rising away from Rina as he clutched at her growing stomach.

 

He only became harder, his cock pressing against her obscene roundness.

---

Boze still felt like a sweaty mess even now, unbelievably stretched out and used. Never in her life had she imagined it was possible to feel so full of cock, to become so much of a helpless little sleeve as feet of horse dick pounded over and over into her overly taxed fuck holes.

 

Just thinking of what she had been subjected to just an hour before was enough to make her gaped pussy twitch.

 

"Gods I thought I was gonna die! I can't believe you didn't stop them!"

 

Boze glanced to her side to find Zal.

 

Like herself the dogkin was relaxing on a lounge chair, her legs spread wide to allow air onto and into her nether bits. They were relaxing with the trio of minotaurs after having deposited locks of hair or fur with a certain Fey.

 

That had been unfortunate for Zal as the dogkin was so incredibly sensitive to the centaur's scent. She had gone from being beyond satisfied by multiple Fey's pounding her silly to once more being in the deepest of heats. Her hips were thrusting gently at the air of their own accord and as her legs spread Boze took note of the absolutely enormous gape of the girl's pussy. It had eased back a little and was still doing so but it was still far larger than a normal gape, the result of two massive horse cocks stretching her out one on top the other.

 

Boze wasn't doing much better, in fact she suspected her gape was larger, a cavern between her thighs where her donut like cervix was clearly visible, also hanging open, her womb visible to the world.

 

"We… might have gotten a little carried away," muttered someone and Boze looked up to see the minotaurs lazing on couches, each of them holding a hand fan and fanning it over their well fucked pussies.

 

Of course none of them had quite the extreme gape of Boze and Zal as they hadn't been mad enough to tell multiple Fey illusions to go wild on them.

 

Boze scowled and gestured at her gape. "This is all your fault."

 

"Nah, you asked for it, if you didn't want so much Fey you should have said so."

 

"I couldn't because I had a cock in my mouth the size of my leg!!" snapped back Boze.

 

"Eh, I think you just didn't want it to stop. I heard you begging for more once they finished up."

 

"Th- that was just the disappointment from not being filled with seed okay!"

 

"Sure sure, whatever you say," said Baerinda yawning as she sipped from a cocktail.

 

"Ooh I think it's beginning!" squawked Chloe as she spread her thighs, her still diamond bedazzled pussy squishing slightly as something massive and invisible pressed against her softness.

 

"Well, go on then, do the thing!"

 

"Alright already hold your horses, uh, centaurs." 

 

Chloe flicked a hand out and streams of white liquid poured from a bottle on her hip, forming up in the air, creating columns that morphed into copies of a certain horse cock.

 

"Your turn Baerinda."

 

"Of course, wouldn't feel half as good without a massive sweating stallion looming over you."

 

She gestured at the air as the white cocks got into position and one by one Fey's blinked into existence, five of them, one each for Boze, Zal, and the minotaurs.

 

Boze stared at the Fey's who whinnied and pranced on the spot excitedly.

 

She licked her lips, eyes darting between them.

 

"Only, uh, only one Fey each?"

 

Chloe rolled her eyes.

 

"Did you really enjoy getting gangbanged by Fey that much?"

 

"That's not-..." Boze paused then clenched her jaw and seemed to come to a decision. "...Fuck it. Make as many Feys as you can and I'll guarantee Rina takes you on for a job at double pay!"

 

Baerinda raised an eyebrow.

 

"Those are words an adventurer loves to hear. But are you sure about this?"

 

Zal squirmed, as she masturbated her gape.

 

"V-very fucking sure, give me Fey, all the Fey!"

 

Boze nodded in agreement.

"Just, more, okay? More Fey, always more Fey!"

 

Zal hooked fingers around her gape and spread herself in preparation.

 

One by one Feys started to appear as more and more of Chloe's stored cum shaped into more and more of her cocks, the illusions overlapping them. 

 

The room began to fill as Boze's and Zal's eyes grew wider and wider.

 

Then the real Fey began to thrust and the illusion Feys swarmed.

 

Boze squealed as everywhere she looked was more centaur, more horse cock, more heaving she-stallion, more huge sweating bodies, the real and fake Fey's penetrations overlapping.

 

Things rapidly got out of hand.

---

The maid had fumed when Rebecca ruined their private members-only precum party. It was such a good thing they had going at! And she didn't even get a belly full of lovely hot precum out of it!

 

Her hand whisked and darted irritably as she dusted off the vase, the mundane day to day work of such an enormous estate.

 

Really, what was so much worse was that the little shit had gotten what she and all the other maids had wanted for so long! She had gotten to be ridden by Fey, fucked into a happy little- well,- massive, sphere of cum.

 

"hrmphh" she sniffed. At least now they would be getting their turn for real. Really she had been waiting such a long time for this, so had all the maids. Obsessed with the centaur was probably an understatement.

 

She wasn't the only one in the hallway, maids ran up and down with mops and buckets, cleaning the marble or polishing picture frames.

 

The impact point of the dragoness wasn't that far off and it had had an effect, knocking things over or breaking things that needed to be cleared away, all work the maids tended to.

 

She suddenly let out an unprofessional squeak as something pressed against her rear and her eyes widened. It was happening, it was really happening! 

 

She brushed the vase furiously with her duster, trying to get it clean so she could rush back to bed.

 

Too slow, the massive horse cock spread her around itself and she moaned long and low as her blouse spread around her distended tummy.

 

Of course she still kept dusting, Rina's maids were anything if not professional.

 

It was… admittedly difficult. Her puss was a storm of the most incredible nerve jangling pleasure and her knees turned inward as she struggled to stay upright, so much cock, feet and feet of cock pushing in and out of her pussy. It was everything she had ever dreamed of and more.

 

She squealed as she squirted, spraying down the inside of her skirt and splashing across the marble floor. 

 

"M-messy," she gasped out. 

 

She hadn't accounted for the mess she herself would make while Fey did her thing. That was a problem. They needed to contain the mess, not create it!

 

She turned to see the other maids have similar problems, knees practically touching together as they moaned, hanging on tables and walls to keep upright, the skrllt slrrt skrrrlrt of spraying pussies breaking the air every few seconds.

 

She waved to catch their attention.

 

"F-follow me, to the dorm! we can make as much mess as we like there! "We set it up to be easy to clean!"

 

She began unsteadily shuffling toward the nearest door, her steps small, toes curled, dildos just couldn't compete with the beast that was Fey no matter how large.

 

Behind her came a dozen shuffling maids, hanging off each other as they went.

 

She ignored them and forged forward, reaching the door and swinging it wide.

 

She blinked in surprise. Apparently, most maids had been better prepared than she and had known there might have been a bit of mess. 

 

The maid looked over the rows of hundreds of beds of the great dorm hall, each of them containing a squealing cumming maid, their legs straight up in the air as they were fucked by an invisible cock.

 

The noise was truly incredible as well as the amount of fluids. She looked down to see clear fluid streaming against her high heels and out into the hallway.

 

Fey thrust and she added to it with her own spraying squirt and stumbled forward, finding the nearest bed.

 

Unfortunately it was occupied and she fell atop a screaming maid, the both of them clutching at each other as their belly bulges collided.

 

The other maids who had followed quickly fell atop them, unable to walk another step and a messy pile of maids formed, legs entwined, hands clutching at each other's mussed clothes as they were driven and herded into ecstasy.

 

The screaming echoed up and down the hall and then it reached a peak as cum exploded into every maid's womb, their bellies rapidly growing as their clothes tore apart, cum bellies spilling over the side of beds growing until the soft round shapes were pressing against the belly of the neighbours bed, until from above the great dorm hall appeared as nothing but a carpet of tightly packed bellies from wall to wall except near the entrance where they piled high.

 

Soft sights of extreme satisfaction could be faintly heard from beneath.

---

Fey wailed as what felt like some of the most virile dense and wriggling cum she had ever ejaculated surged up her shaft, the underside distending hugely as so much cum roared along her girthier length, surging forth to multi-impregnate.

 

Her urethra expanded too as hot heavy cum sprayed without stop into the elf. Or at least it tried to. To Fey's great dismay it felt like much of it was being syphoned away, syphoned off into the hundreds of pussies she was linked to, filing hundreds and hundreds of wombs with her seed, breeding hundreds and hundreds of women. 

 

Her vision flickered and flared as fireworks went off in her skull, so much pleasure compounded, she had never felt anything like it, and it was all she could manage to not pass out on the spot.

 

Beneath her Ellaria's belly started to swell, each huge fat rope of cum adding more and more inches to her waistline until she was looking nine months pregnant, her fingers scrabbling at her belly as she grew fat with cum. Then hugging desperately as she continued to grow, her belly reaching up to Fey's underside, then more spilling outward.

 

Her belly expanded foot after foot, filling between Fey's legs, The Dress somehow stretching smoothly to fit around her growth.

 

Fey looked down in alarm as the dress stretched skin tight over a belly that spilled between her front legs and sides.

 

Unwilling to be pushed from the elf's snatch by her growing belly she took hold of it and hauled Ellaria forward, dragging up her hips as she continued to thrust, each pump billowing her belly larger, the elf's screams becoming muffled as her belly rolled over her head.

 

Fey didn't stop thrusting and pumping and spraying cum into the elf as well as into hundreds of other girls, Ellaria's perfect pussy clenching in orgasm after orgasm, the dress becoming wetter still as she squirted over it.

 

So much breeding, so many pussy, so many simultaneous orgasms. 

 

With a screech the legs of the bed gave out and Fey flopped forward against the belly as it collapsed, Ellaria's screams once more becoming audible as she slipped from beneath her rolling belly.

 

With her back hooves forced up onto to tip-toe Fey struggled to hold on as her cock was angled down, hosing surge after roping surge, and then she was on the verge of being lifted up into the air by the screaming elf's belly. But then, at last, with one final pussy stretching gush, she blew her last load.

 

Fey panted as she lay against a belly fourteen foot across.

 

Somehow she felt like she'd cum much much much much much more than that.