Chapter 50 (Patreon)

Previously on Centaurus: Fey and Ellaria have a moment of closeness alone in the forest. Later, on when returning to their camp, Fey nearly has a heart attack seeing the sheer number of her offspring running about the forest. Then, when they reach the others, Kayla is at last given a summoning stone and is finally able to make use of her class. The smol otterkin's dreams come true and she summons an… octopus girl.

Now, chapter 50:

Lucy wandered through the streets of Bine in a ponderous mood.

It had been nearly a week since Fey had left the city, riding off into the distance atop a gnome, and in that time the city had changed quite a lot.

Pausing in her pondering and feeling a little thirsty she stopped at an open air cafe to grab a coffee sit down while she gathered her thoughts.

As she found a seat she noticed a family, a husband and wife with their two teenage daughters. That was normal, what was less normal was the wife's pregnant belly which literally touched and pressed across the ground where she sat, her legs spread incredibly wide to accommodate her monstrous pregnancy.

Strangely, the husband and daughters didn't seem to mind, in fact they seemed quite accepting of the hyper fecund mother.

It was just a truth that if this was an isolated incident there might have been uproar… but it wasn't. Lucy glanced around the cafe to see similarly heavily pregnant girls, bellies gravid with eggs, their breasts the size of beach balls and leaky with milk.

Some managed their pregnancy better than others. The well connected had been able to get their hands on levitating bras, or floating fabric to help support their growth, others had constructed wheelbarrows with suspension, others still had the help of large families and relatives to help pull carts that contained them.

Not all were so pregnant yet of course, it seemed that the speed of pregnancy varied between species, and even amongst people as some appeared only like a normal pregnancy might, that is if it were near its end, and were quintuplets.

One of those was the waitress, her blouse unbuttoned to allow her expansive belly to hang free, her serving tray balanced atop. Lucy gave her a grateful look as the steaming mug was placed before her, her own lap filling pregnancy causing her to have to lean in quite a ways to reach it.

Yes the city had adapted well to the Fey Event, rapidly getting used to so many members of the female public now sporting such huge Fey induced bodies.

But perhaps that was very predictable, when the most powerful person in the city, feared, respected, admired, and looked up to was also very very preggers it was hard to make a fuss for fear of somehow indirectly insulting her. In fact it was almost an accolade to have a member of the family whose body imitated that powerful person, something to be desired and to brag about such was the love that the people had of the powerful person. That powerful person being…

Lady Alexandria.

Lucy tilted her head up as she sipped, the vast dome of Alexandria's belly just visible over the rooftops.

She had grown significantly since Magic Mog had left, made prisoner of her own unimaginably heavy body. In fact she had put on so much size that there were real serious questions being asked about just when it would stop.

Already the outer walls of Rina's estate had been crushed flat, the entire estate now covered in belly, and now the surrounded rows of buildings were slowly being pushed down as she grew larger still.

Would her final size cover the entire city? Something the rumour mill worried and gnawed at, the problem was, who would have the courage to go tell freaking Lady Alexandria that she was getting too big and needed to leave the city?

No one who valued their life that's what.

She breathed in the delicious scent of freshly brewed coffee made from rubiaceae beans of the finest provenance. The cafe had a discount for the pregnant she was happy to take advantage of.

Yes the city sure was changing.

She watched as the waitress leaned over a table to grab up plates, her hyper short skirt riding up over her rear to reveal her massive Fey made gape, the cavernous insides of her pussy visible to all.

Lucy raised an eyebrow as she found herself looking at a sign board, a small sign board that had been strung across the woman's gape, chained to her labia with piercings. On the sign board it read 'You must be Fey size to ride'.

Gape decorations like that that along with hyper short skirts had become a common sight in the city, even those Fey hadn't fucked had taken to wearing such things, often the panties over their pussies would say 'Reserved for Fey'.

Beside her the mother was rising, her vast belly rolling across the ground as she lifted herself from her seat. Lucy was given a front row view of the black rubber that became visible just below her ass cheeks as she rose. A huge thigh thick dildo that appeared inch by inch from her pussy, labia dragged out thinly behind and gushing wet down the length to pool on the chair as foot after foot of cock was pulled free from her wetly queefing cunny.

She reached standing, and then needed to stand on tiptoes to fully get off it, lying over her pregnancy as the tip of the dildo finally schlop-popped free with airy wet sound and a gush of her juices, leaving her cavernous gape quivering and steaming, hanging open for all to see, the plump donut of her cervix at the back.

Her husband bit his lip and stared at the gape, his trousers tented. He tried to turn away his daughters from the sight but they were having none of it, staring at their mother's gape with what was clear envy and great jealousy, the edges of their own far smaller Fey dildos just visible beneath the edge of their micro skirts, their fingers clutching at the hem as their hips wriggled.

In a few moments the mother managed to rearrange her own skirt. Tugging it down to cover about half her ass cheeks but doing little to cover her pussy, the edge of which was quite visible below, beads of herself forming and dripping from her labia.

Readied, the husband helped push and shove her belly onto a wheeled platform along with the two daughters and once comfortable they set off.

Despite this scene the rest of the cafe's customers barely reacted, watching with mild interest as the woman stood and the dildo was freed, but otherwise doing nothing, aside from a number who had started subtly bouncing. Lucy caught snatched glances between their thighs, pantiless below their micro skirts, their clits riding up and down as they pumped themselves on rubber Fey cock.

A completely normal sight as the cafe was of course a Fey themed cafe. Every other seat had a dildo strapped to it, from small to life size, all available to rent for the duration of a coffee break, each magically cleaned once the latest satisfied customer departed.

The larger life size dildos were taken by those Fey had fucked, their bellies tenting up between their breasts as they nursed their drinks, the smaller dildos taken by those who had yet to experience Fey, newsletter fans, which there were rather a lot of.

The seats themselves were enchanted and the dildos moved up and down slightly in a rhythmic fashion, lightly moving the dildos in and out as the girls happily chatted, occasionally paused to groan as they came, a gush of their juices washing from under their rears to drizzle down onto the puddled floor below, puddles contributed to by dozens of girls.

The fashion of these dildo cafes had exploded in popularity overnight, led by some of the city's more renowned nobility and celebrities, uncaring what others thought of them thay had caused a tide shift in what was acceptable and fashionable as others hurried to follow in their groundbreaking foot steps.

None more so than this cafe chain, called 'Rina and Fey's' A very very very popular cafe chain.

The Lamia merchant, ever the savvy business snake, had leapt on to the opportunities provided by the changing city. Last Lucy had heard she was rapidly rebuilding her wealth lost underneath Lady Alexandria, as quickly as she grew more fecund, her belly filling an entire street.

If she were honest though, to Lucy's mind it all seemed like an inferior tier below the real deal, the real Fey. Her frequent wet dreams of Fey heaving and thrusting above her could attest to that. The number of times she had woken up to find her legs and sheets soaked! Admittedly that probably had a lot to do with sleeping with a life size dildo inside of her, but still!

She wanted to be with Fey for real, not just an invisible cock, or a fake dildo, no, she wanted all of Fey. She wanted to have the centaur between her thighs just as one of her horses, she wanted to ride Fey, both below and above her barrel.

And really she wanted to try out her new Skills on the centaur. She hadn't been idle, and had been working hard to level up. Just the thought of what she could do to the centaur now HNFFF! B-bigger, B-better, more! MOAR!

Lucy bit her lip and adjusted her hips, getting her own personally owned Fey dildo inside her pussy a little more comfortable as she sipped the last of her coffee, draining it to the dregs with a sigh and perking up. Really, she had needed that because she had an inkling things might go late tonight.

Getting to her feet and leaving a tip she made her way down the street, her large breasts and belly swaying side to side with each step, her skirt which wasn't quite a micro skirt, flipping up her ass with each step, the base of the massive blue rubber cock that plugged her pussy visible just below her cheeks.

She had picked the dildo model on a whim, a shorter but girthier version of Fey's cock covered in extra nobbles up and down its length. She could appreciate that as her steps moved her insides over its surface sending a continual background tingle of pleasure through her body.

That said she did rather fancy an upgrade, the Fey dildo models coming out were getting more and more interesting as time went by. Sarah had even mastered the art of making a model of dildo that permanently vibrated. Now that was dangerous for a girl, she could easily become addicted to such a thing, well, double addicted.

With dildos on her mind her gaze passed over a stall selling dildos, an array of them laid out. It was pretty obvious to Lucy's eyes that they were knock offs however, their build quality infereror, their design crude and cubic, as though sculpted by a novice. The fact was that very few had the ability to sculpt like Vivi had, and even if they did, Fey was no longer around for them to use as reference. That in effect had made the Fey Hunting Club's dildo subsidiary, called Good Centaur Dildos, a powerful company in the city of Bine, ther products in demand and forever being bought up by scalpers to be sold on the balck market.

She snorted as she noticed the sign above the stall which read: 'Super Centor Dilds', clearly they needed to work on their branding too. Lucy wouldn't stoop to buying from them, not unless she got really desperate.

She passed on further into the market and a larger section, nearly a quarter of a street dedicated to what seemed to be one company's offerings. Ah she'd heard of this place. A white furred and extremely preggers minotaur stood at the edge bellowing across the crowd.

"Get your pussy bedazzlement here! Tattoos, gems, and signs are all available now!"

The minotaur stood at the edge because she was too large to be able to fit inside the store, her pregnancy rising above her head and creating a blockage in the street that traffic was forced to flow around.

Lucy's eyes shifted from her to the store front. Seats were set up in rows, seats with leg lifters and spreaders like a gynaecologist's.

In these rows of chairs were pregnant women being worked on, at least that is if they weren't too pregnant to fit.

Technicians worked to glue gemstones around their gapes, or general glitter, others added small gem piercings to clits, still others stretched chains across their gapes with little baubles and signs which usually said something along 'you must be this girthy to enter' and others mentioning Fey by name.

Lastly were the tattooists, who seemed to be making solely womb tattoos, ink that was placed on the stomach above the mons over the womb. The designs had a distinctly horsey theme with depictions of horse dicks crossed over each other.

The funny thing was many of the girls weren't pregnant at all, they were just huge fans of the newsletter or were following the flow of current fashion.

Yep, the city had gone Fey mad.

But no, she couldn't stay to watch or consider getting her own pussy bedazzlement, she did actually have somewhere else needed to be, and so she hurried onward, semi waddling as the inertia of her belly and breasts dragged her side to side.

She made her way through the streets, bellies sometimes small, sometimes nearly as large as a house passing her by. She eventually found what she was looking for, a compound in a moderately wealthy area, set away from the busier streets, a massive building with a half dozen floors, two enormous warehouses connected at the back.

She ducked inside, the last of the setting sun warming her skin as she passed through the entrance.

For all the grand and tidy exterior, the inside was a little messy, a consequence of the untidy people who inhabited it, a number of bottles scattered over tables amongst the scattered couches.

A jack russell dogkin lifted her head from where she was lazing on one of the larger couches and looked over.

"Yo, took your time. The club meeting is about to begin. You know, we were waiting for you."

"Sorry, I stopped to grab coffee on the way in."

The dogkin scratched her nose and yawned, slipping from the couch, her decently sized belly drooping down, a massive horse cock casually slipping from her gape as she stood to flop wetly against the ground. She lazily scratched her rear, pulling down her micro skirt.

"Uh huh." The dog kin slouched to the back of the room, pushing open the doors and stepping into the room beyond.

Lucy waddled after her, entering beneath the heavy doors and into the well lit room beyond. Here was the core of the Fey Hunting Club, their HeadQuarters, their nerve center, where all the grand planning around Fey happened, and suitably, it had some of their most pregnant and largest girls, the triple height floor suitable for their massive bellies which had been placed into nests of pillows, clamping and cushioned scaffolding built around their bellies to keep them in place.

She passed one girl with her feet dangling a storey above the floor as she hung from her enormous pregnancy, gape plugged with dildo as she scribbled into a book, editing one of the latest newsletter stories no doubt.

There were maybe a dozen of these especially large pregnancies around the great hall leaving the centre free for a great table which contained their various maps that tracked Fey's past locations and potential directions of travel. Beside that were stacks of paper consisting of Fey stories destined for the newsletter, administrative work for the clubs dairy and dildo smithery, and then lastly a number of top secret mission profiles for their agents. Profiles that Octavia the mousekin was busily pouring over.

Before this grand table however was a coffee table, one around which were a number of comfortable couches upon which heads of the club or VIPs sat. Ruby and Sarah were there, their bellies pressed together as they sat next to each other, as well as Heather the enormous loxodon who for the moment appeared almost normally preggers with a belly that appeared as a normal nine months pregnant relative to her body, although who knew how long that would last for.

Rebecca approached and flopped down on a couch with a sigh, lying lengthwise, her legs dangling over the armrest.

"I miss Fey."

"Erm, well, I might be able to help with that." said Ruby, her voice soft.

Lucy perked up.

"Wait, you don't mean?"

"Yeah, it happened, all our trips out to fight monsters in the woods finally paid off, I levelled up enough to make a big one."

There was a gasp that ran around the girls and a stirring from the gargantuan girls at the edges, squirming against their bellies, twisting around to try and see.

"Wait, what is she on about," grumbled Rebecca, "A big what?"

Ruby plucked a ring from her finger, a steel band, and flicked it over to the dogkin. It landed on top of her pregnant belly.

"My class allows me to create portals," she said as she plucked another ring free and held it up between index and thumb, "But at the cost of being able to cover any distance it's extremely limited in size," she concentrated and the ring flashed.

She lifted her other index finger and carefully poked it through. The club stared as a single finger emerged from the ring lying atop Rebecca's belly and waggled itself at Rebecca's face.

"This was about all I could manage before, but now I could go much larger, like Fey size larger."

Rebecca sat up violently hearing that, the ring and finger spinning from her belly to go rolling on the floor and causing Ruby to flinch

"Hey that stung!" said Ruby, massaging her freed finger.

"Forget that, make a portal to- to- wait, no no no this isn't going to work at all! You need the other ring to be with Fey and it isn't!"

Ruby scratched her chin with a small smile.

"Wellll, I do kinda have someone on the inside, and I did kinda ask them to take a ring I had registered with them when they left with Fey."

There was a moment of silence then a chorus of voices crying for her to do the thing! Do the thing!

Ruby nodded and fished in her bag, a moment later pulling free a steel ring thicker than a thigh.

She held it up in the air.

"With this I should be able to make a connection," she licked her lip as voices rose in encouragement. "Just give me a little quiet so I can concentrate." The chattering instantly died to pin drop silence as Ruby furrowed her brow with concentration.

Nothing seemed to happen at first, but with a fizzing pop sound the ring jerked in Ruby's hands and the interior suddenly went pitch black.

Ruby held it carefully.

"I- I think it worked…"

The others stared at it.

"It's a bit dark, where's Fey?

"Uh, I'm not sure…"

She waved and moved it around a bit, examining the ring from different angles, but it remained stubbornly dark.

After a moment she coughed politely into her fist and held it up to her face.

"Ahem, is, uh, anyone there?"

"What are you doing?" said Octavia, frowning as she leaned over the back of a couch.

"I don't know do I, trying to speak to whoever's on the other side," hissed back Ruby, her cheeks going faintly pink to match her pink dyed wolf ears poking from her hair.

"It's obviously broken," huffed Rebecca flopping back on the sofa.

"It's not broken! it's just… maybe the ring on the other end got damaged and its not-"

There was a rustling sound of canvas and then a small face appeared in the ring.

Ruby stared at Kayla who stared back at her.

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Woah, it actually worked," said Kayla, she wiped sleep from her eyes, "You woke me up, I wondered what the voices were coming from the supplies bag."

"Hey, hey, is that Lily? Is she with Fey?!" said Rebecca, sitting up and paying attention.

Ruby frowned. "No… it's not, I didn't ask… wait, Kayla?"

Kayla gave her a small pleased smile.

"I got my visibility back!"

Ruby's brow rose, "Wow! Congrats, when we chatted it was really getting you down, I'm happy to see you for real for the first time! You really do look the same as your twin you know."

Kayla smiled wider, her eyes squeezing shut. "Nah, I'm way cuter."

"Want to see the new clubhouse?"

Ruby didn't wait for an answer, turning the ring away from her face for Kayla to look. The otterkin blinked a few times as she was shown the room, the massively pregnant and those less so lazing around on couches.

"Uhm, h-hi?" said Kayla, looking around shyly at the girls all staring at her.

"You're a mole?" said Heather, leaning closer to peer at the ring. "Our spy on the inside? our secret agent??!!?"

"Erm, p-please don't put it that way, I'm not spying on anyone or anything, I just, uhm, one thing led to another and I snuck a ring into our dimensional bag. No one noticed because no one noticed me at all back then. I just felt a little bad that Fey would be leaving the city…"

"Which was why she was so open to taking a ring with her when I asked," said Ruby, "and she was right to feel bad! there's so many girls here who need her, including me! Rubber just doesn't cut it."

"Mhmm! and I kinda had this other idea from when Lily used to secretly masturbate Fey out of habit while she slept, it just seems such a waste that she can't be cumming while she sleeps too you know, all those hours wasted doing nothing, gosh, and when there's so many girls who need her!"

The view through the ring moved away from Kayla's face and showed a view across the band's camp, the last embers of a fire burning low, Flora and Kayla and Ellaria passed out in blankets. Fey too, rolled on her back, a blanket hanging half off her, her cock gently throbbing.

The view turned back to Kayla and she bit her lip in a very cute way. "So, you know, I thought I could help share her a little, with other girls, in need."

Heather suddenly lunged out with her trunk and snatched the ring, bringing it close to her face and an alarmed Kayla.

"YEs little one! You-"

"SHHHHHHHHH!!!" hissed Kayla as the loxodon practically bellowed into the ring, "Your voice can carry, keep it down okay."

The elephant girl had the shame to blush a little, and carefully lowered her voice to what she clearly thought was a whisper but was as loud as someone talking normally.

"Yes, little one, you have done great service to the Fey Hunting Club, I vote we make her a member starting immediately."

"M-me?"

"Yes of course, think of all the girls you are helping with this, so many newsletter fans who can now potentially experiecnece the real deal, experience real sex for the first time."

"Also loaddddds of extra Fey sex for us!" said Rebecca smiling ear to ear.

"Ahem, ah, yes, that also," said Heather licking her lips, "I would ask that we attempt this sooner rather than later, small one, my loins ache with need."

"Er, right, of course, just uhm give me a sec."

The view shifted as the ring moved and movement across grass was seen, Kayla carrying it, a momentary view of Flora passed out with a rectangle on her cleavage, and then as the view rose the side of Fey's barrel came into view. A small and very hesitant hand gently pulled back the sheets over Fey's cock revealing the monstrous thing.

"H-here we go," came a voice and the view headed toward the tip, moving over it and then on, the circle of steel becoming entirely filled with cock head from rim to rim, the great urethra off centre from the centre. Then the rim was passing through and Heather jerked back as cock suddenly rocketed through and punched her between the eyes. She hurriedly turned the ring horizontally and a pillar of horse cock began to rise from the ring, one foot, two foot, the fat medial ring popping through, then another foot and a half or so and all three foot eight inches of horse dick was towering in the air. Every eye in the room latched onto it, lips slightly parted, in a lot of cases drool beading on said lips.

There was a moment of tension, a standoff, girls eyeing each other warily.

Then Rebecca, the tensest of all, suddenly let out a scream of "MINE!" and leaped for the horse cock held in Heather's hands.

She was immediately snatched up by Heather's trunk which whipped around and hurled her down on a sofa.

But that didn't slow the others, any girl able to move under her own power charged the nine foot elephant girl, jumping and grabbing for the cock held in her hands.

Heather trumpeted and spun around scattering them aside.

She then carefully placed the horse cock on a chair and arranged her rear over the top, easing herself down all the way to the base in one long slow groaned motion, the top of her pregnancy popping out with cock as she sheathed herself on Fey.

The other girls stared in dismay at the disappeared penis.

"I think we need to lay some ground rules before things get completely out of control, yes?" said Heather crossing her arms.

Rebecca managed to sit up from where she had been tossed aside and glared poison flaming daggers at the loxodon.

"Why do you get to go first!"

"Because I'm the only one strong enough to hold back you cock addicts while we f-figure th-things out," said Heather, wiggling her hips then beginning to bounce fractionally up and down.

"She's sorta right I guess," said Ruby, "Better we have some kind of sharing system so it's not just who can grab Fey's cock first."

"Hnff, y-yes, also there is the q-question of sharing Fey outside of the club, h-how are we going to do that?" said Heather, her motions quickening.

The girls paused.

"Hey, isn't this like an opportunity to make some money?"

"Oh my god you aren't whoring out Fey!"

"It's not whoring out Fey! It's just whoring out her dick, completely different!"

Sarah tapped her chin, "So we've got the Club's dairy, we've got the dildo business Vivi left us, and now we have exclusive access to Fey's dick…"

The club considered this. "Yeah we're gonna get filthy fucking rich."

"You hope, you don't know that, I've seen how many dildo copiers are popping up all over the place, and the dairy, well if we don't find new property soon the warehouse is going to collapse! Have you been there lately? Their breasts are filling every free spot possible and the mega tankers can't keep up with their output!"

"Well doesn't that just make this more important? With funds from renting out Fey's cock we can afford an even bigger HeadQuarters and dairy and more dildo production. It's basic economics, you've got to spend money to make money, you know," said Octavia.

As they had been speaking Heather's bouncing had been increasing, her hand slipping below her crotch to hold the ring in place as she creamed herself on it, pregnant belly bouncing up and down along with her breasts as her trunk massaged and gripped the bulge of cock protruding from the top of her belly.

"Y-yes, there is he c-cowkin, Melly, she is vast. They are more breasts than girls and their pregnancies are some of the largest, their milk is indescribable, but just think, if we have Fey impregnate them even more it might become even b-better! Oh gawd!"

The loxodon groaned as she squirted, a huge jet of cloudy clear liquid exploding from her pussy and spraying high into the air, raining down over Rebecca on the couch to her flailing distress, like being sprayed down by a hose.

"F-fuck off, stop squirting on meee!"

"I can't help iiiit!!" wailed heather as her bouncing accelerated, trunk furiously masturbating her belly bulge as she slammed her hips down over and over on the cock until with a cry the top of her belly ballooned. Huge amounts of horse cum spurting into her pregnant belly and doubling it in size in a moment, then tripling it, her belly filling her lap and rolling down her thighs before spilling over the edge.

Heather wailed as she hugged her cum belly, legs going straight and stiff, eyes rolling up as she squirted up against her expanding belly, a puddle of her juices growing below her.

Unfortunately while the loxodon seemed happy to continue being ejaculated into without pause her chair had other ideas.

With a groan of distressed wood the chair promptly collapsed beneath her, dumping her on the floor, her grey skinned belly rolling over her and rapidly covering her body, trapping her completely.

In a moment Rebecca saw her chance and darted down, dropping to her knees and skidding across the floor as she slid between Heather's thighs, hands reaching out and grabbing hold of the metal ring.

Feet braced against the loxodon's soft belly she hauled back, dragging the ring and with it Fey's cock little by little, the muffled cries of anger coming from Heather and her flailing legs doing little to deter her.

Then in a rush it slipped back, Heather's enormous pussy lips clinging to the hard surface as it was dragged until with a lurch and a loud SCHL-POP! the massive cock was freed. The cock was still firing huge ropes of cum that sprayed up over Heather's belly then as Rebecca fell back fired high into the air, hitting the ceiling three storeys above with a thud, and leaving huge white blobs that quickly fell back, cum raining down on the club in thick fist sized blobs.

The girls eagerly turned their faces up and caught the horse cum in their mouths as Rebecca basted a good part of the room in spraying horse cum, the surrounding super pregnant flailing their arms and trying to reach for the lines of cum slowly oozing down their bellies, shovelling it into their mouths once reached.

Lucy looked around in dismay, she forgot sometimes that the girls who made up the Fey Hunting Club were perhaps some of the most hardcore Fey fans in he city and would probably takes baths daily in Fey's cum given the option, she suspected some of them did…

Eventually the spraying cock was stopped though, Rebecca managing to struggle with the awkwardly large and heavy thing until she pressed her mouth against the urethra, going cross eyed as a rope was pumped directly into her stomach, her belly rapidly balloing outward.

But then she had been too late to affix it to her mouth and her belly only doubled in size before the cock stopped ejaculating.

"Aww," mumbled Rebecca, removing her reddened lips from the urethra.

Sarah sipped from her cup. Lucy raised an eyebrow as she noted it was full to the brim with a certain thick glue like white substance.

"I think we are going to have problems sharing, no? There is only one cock, yet even just in the club that's not enough to go around easily. We don't have Lily's limit break so I think we need to come up with some kind of sharing approach."

"Tubes, tubes are the answer,"

"Naw we should just fuck each other's belly bulges, like the orcs wouldn't shut up about doing."

"No! Tubes!"

Octavia rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Look, maybe we can just do both, okay? Will do one way for one paid fee, and then another way for another paid fee, simple right?"

"Yes!" said Sarah, dragging a bunch of clear rubber tubes free from under the couch. Along with them came a dozen dildos, although maybe that wasn't that surprising, every couch had dozens of dildos stuffed underneath them. The club had a lot of dildos and a lack of free space to store them.

Lucy recognised the tubes as being much like the tubes used by the cowkin girls, and in fact that was confirmed when she produced a large glass nozzle.

"This is one of the ones we got extra enchanted, see the runes around the bottom?"

The girls leaned in to see that yes there were faintly glowing blue runes around the rubber base.

"They will let it fit any size nipple and so…" she stepped over to Rebecca who was holding the cock in her lap and held the nozzle over the tip, pressing the rubber against it.

Nothing happened for a moment, but then the nozzle started to expand, going from being the diameter of an arm, to that of a thigh, and then more. Extending too as it slipped down over Fey's dick, slipping down past her medial ring until the rubber base of the nozzle came into contact with the base of her cock and drew tight creating a perfect seal.

She added the tubes and the splitter connectors and began tossing the ends to girls, along with the Fey dildos.

Lucy held up the dildo she had been given. It looked like a normal if huge horse cock, except for the base where there was a hole for a tube. She hesitantly pressed the end of the tube in and it locked into place.

Of course she already had a rubber cock inside of her so she spread her legs, wiggling her hips and squeezing down.

Bit by bit the huge chunk of rubber eased from her folds as her powerful internal muscles squeezed down. Being filled with horse cock basically 24/7 and needing to hold the things inside had caused her to gain some insane vaginal strength and she pushed the thing free with no trouble until it suddenly dropped down and thumped against the floor in a gush of her juices.

she bit her lip as she felt her cavernous gape pulsing, cool air rushing up to bathe her insides. She almost felt naked without a horse cock inside of her.

Not for long however as she placed the new dildo between her legs and eased it up inside, gripping its girth and pulling it up, her pussy and cervix eagerly sucking it inside, practically dragging it out of her hands.

This rubber Fey cock was more accurate to Fey's length as well as girth, and the top of her tummy was soon parting her breasts and protruding from her blouse and cleavage.

She glanced around to see every girl had been connected to the network of tubes, even the hugely pregnant, their gapes plugged with massive dildos.

"Okay, now we simply turn this on."

"Wait! I haven't triggered them yet!" yelped Sarah.

"Er, trigger?"

"Yes, these models are the latest with my added extreme pulsing vibration."

"The wha-haWAII!"

Sarah snapped her fingers and every dildo in the room began to vibrate violently up and down its length, pulsing waves of intensity that moved up and down the shaft simulating penetration.

There was a collective cry from the girls as their hyper sensitive pussies were heavily stimulated and more than a few came on the spot, blushing with embarrassment as hot fluids washed down their bare legs.

"HNNG, GODS! At least start the damned thing before dropping that on me!" groaned  Octavia, gripping the couch as she bent over the back, the tip of her belly bulge visible vibrating as she held on for dear life.

Sarah grinned and slapped a hand on the milking nozzle. It flashed with light before the enchantment surged to life and a powerful sucking effect was applied to Fey's dick.

The girls watched as the pressure in the nozzle slowly climbed, making soft moans as the buzzing in their pussies climbed with it.

"H-Hey, is she g-getting… bigger?"

Lucy blinked and stared at the nozzle. Yes, Fey's length was a little longer and girthier than it had been a few moments before, reaching an inch or so taller and significantly thicker as the vacuum caused blood to squeeze into the length.

"F-fuckk, I call dibs on the first ride of that!" said Sarah, her hands caressing her curvy body as she stared at the bottled horse cock.

"N-Nuuu, no dibsing!"

"Hey, she's not going to come just with this so how else are we going to get her to cum without me, we put her dick in a glass prison so we can't touch her! First dibs is just my price."

The girls paused hearing that, but realising that was pretty damned true they watched as Sarah approached on shaky legs and pressed her hand against the nozzle.

In moments a powerful vibration roared through the nozzle, one far louder than the dildos and Fey's cock surged a little larger pressing against the glass and dragging it up slightly from the base of her cock, her veins thickening.

With that came greater vibrations from the dildos causing a rain of juices to splash down in the hall and a chorus of howls, legs thrashing against bellies as fingernails clawed at milky leaky breasts.

For minutes the hall was a mixed choir of wailing, the entire club getting off as one as huge lengths of rubber went wild between their thighs, stimulating the girls in powerful waves. Octavia bent over the back of a couch, legs kicking. Rebecca flopped on some pillows and writhing, her eyes rolled up. Lucy squirmed and staggered as her knees turned inward struggling to remain upright.

Then Fey ejaculated and the nozzle instantly went white as cum erupted inside, the tubes connecting the top quadrupling in girth as cum exploded along their lengths, white rapidly following the spider web of rubber around the room, and up into each dildo fitted into each pussy.

The chorus of howls went supersonic as bellies started to swell, cum spraying into wombs from rubber dildos that became fifty percent girthier as the cum inside stretched their narrow cut channels.

Lucy gripped her belly and held on for dear life as that wonderful sensation of being filled rolled through her, memories of Fey filling her mind as her preggers belly surged outward, drooping down with weight, and rolling down her thighs, causing her to have to lean back or otherwise lose her balance.

Many girls did lose their balance under the additional weight and promptly fell over as fresh cum was added to their pregnancies and freshly impregnated them again, making them doubly pregnant.

The smaller sized girls became very large, bellies reaching past knees and toward ankles and the huge girls rolled ever higher, their bellies pressing against the ceiling and pushing outward. flattening against the cum bellies to either side.

The insane quantity seemed like it would never end, but eventually Lucy found her belly's growth petering off. She was left using it to support herself, bent over the top of it as it rested on the ground.

The screaming petered off along with the vibration and the room became filled with the sounds of breathy whimpering and open mouthed panting.

It took nearly ten minutes for the first of the girls to recover and another ten to manage any sort of real motion.

Lucy lifted her head from her bed of a belly to see the sea of rounded stomachs around her, most of the floor space replaced with softly shaped cum belly, many of the girls trapped beneath their own stomachs and struggling, in fact some seemed to be waving quite urgently for help.

"Uh, maybe we should have prepared a bit before doing this, I think some of us are in trouble…"

Heather, who had been battling her own stomach as the girls were dildoed, had finally managed to struggle up from underneath, rolling her belly over so she could stand.

She looked around at the cum filled happy girls with a sour expression. Clearly pissed that she hadn't been involved with the dildo based filling. She glanced at Fey's cock which had fallen from Rebecca's lap as she had disappeared in a bog of pillows and was currently standing proud on the carpet.

"There should be a reverse option on the nozzle here…"

"What? don't you dare touch that!"

"Why?" said Heather, her trunk reaching for the glass.

"Because where the heck is it going to go!? You can't just pump her cum back into her dick!"

Heather scratched her cheek, "I guess…"

"It's fine," said Ruby reaching for her pocket. She produced another steel ring, not quite as large as the one on Fey's cock but still large. "I predicted something like this would happen. That's why I made a connection to a ring I put at the top of one of the dairy's empty underground tanks."

She tossed the ring over to Heather who caught it, peering at the dark void it held in its centre.

She grabbed hold of the glass nozzle and pulled it free, a slurry of cum coming with it as the nozzle reduced in size back to its original shape. Fey's cock was left throbbing and pulsing, for now a little larger and girthier than normal due the vacuum pressure that had been applied, although that was already starting to ease back to its original size a bit. She thumbed some of the runes on the nozzle, flinched as it started to make noise, then hurriedly jammed it through the steel ring.

The wails of girls in distress filled the air as the tubes reversed and began sucking cum from their pussies, drawing it through the tubes, and then blasting it back out the nozzle and through the new portal.

Lucy did her best to ignore the cries and begging to be allowed to keep the cum, and her own pussy clenching down on the rubber cock sucking on her insides. She waddled over to the first of those trapped under their own bellies, helping to roll them off their heads where they came up gasping for air.

The draining was slower than the filling but eventually each girl was the same size as they had been.

Rebecca gave Lucy a weepy eyed look. "Th- that's not fair! Why does everyone keep draining me of my Fey's cum!"

Lucy brushed mussed hair away from her face, "Sorry Rebecca but we just aren't prepared for this, we'd need to drag out all the levitating fabric from storage first, and we'd need one of the other bigger halls."

Rebecca scowled, but suddenly clambered to her feet and rushed over to Fey's cock which was leaning against the coffee table. She lifted it, slamming it on top then jumped on the coffee table herself, having to stand up on tiptoes to align her reddened swollen pussy over top, the little extra length making it all the harder. She had to jump to reach over the last little bit, and then she was sliding down Fey's length with a relieved sigh, her breasts parting around her tented out belly which rose above her head as her rear came down on the coffee tables surface, her pregnancy sloshing around the base of the cylinder rising from her midriff like a giant knot.

"Oh my god she's so much girthier after the nozzle, soooo much fucking better than rubber, the real thing is uhnnfffffffhnnng!"

"Hey! That was my dibsies!" cried Sarah.

Rebecca stuck a small cute tongue out at the plump bunnykin girl, hugging her cock bulge protectively.

"Mine."

Sarah scowled and stalked forward, grabbing hold of the dogkin's belly bulge and angling it down, turning and placing her leaky gape over its tip.

In moments she was pushing back, spearing herself on the cock as her belly came to rest on top of Rebecca's pregnancy, squishing it down like a pillow around her ass cheeks..

Her own pregnancy was tented out by horse cock, which Octavia wasted no time leaping atop of, roughly thrusting her gape down on the extra thick shape, her ass cheeks smacking home on top Sarah's pregnancy.

"G-gods, with both of you sleeved on her she's even girthier!" groaned Octavia, mouse tail thrashing.

"F-fuck stop squeezing down with your pussy Octavia! You're pressing all my sensitive bits against her!" cried out Sarah.

"You're both doing that to me,'' wailed Rebecca at the bottom.

The stack of girls wiggled and ground against each other, trying to squash down each other's belly to fit more cock into their pussies.

"Goddamit Rebecca, what makes your belly so fat!" groused Sarah, writhing her hips, trying to cram a few more inches inside her stretched cunt.

Rebecca gasped, "That's my eggs, how dare you! You're actually overweight!"

"I'm just, naturally curvy," groaned Sarah as Octavia's pussy rippled causing her pussy to flutter which in turned squeezed Rebecca's pussy harshly over the veins and bumps of the cock.

"Maybe if you didn't eat so much cake from the club's cafeteria you wouldn't need to lie about that!"

It was Sarah's turn to look outraged. "I only eat sa-salad! Right, you know what, that's it."

The floppy eared bunnykin slapped her hands down on either side of Octavia's belly and surged her Class's magic. A lot.

The three girls immediately howled as literally everything became vibration, from their bodies, to the eggs they held, to Fey's cock at the bottom. Breasts and belly and soft thick thighs were sent rippling like jelly as they thrashed.

Sklluuuurrrrrrrshhh!

Three powerful jets of squirt exploded from beneath their bellies, creating waterfalls of pussy juice that rained down on the carpet below.

"Oh gawdddd, the vibrations!" groaned Octavia, her voice vibrating with her body, jaw bobbing up and down.

The vibration was having its effect on their breasts too, nipples pressing against each other's backs, the simulation of both causing sprinkles of milk to spray over each other, nipples hardening with arousal.

"HNYYAnnnNNNNNgh!!" cried Octavia, mouse ears flopping as she shook her head in distress.

"AIIIEEEEE!" screamed Rebecca helplessly as the two girls on top applied pressure on her with their powerful internal muscles, clamping her own walls down on the vibrating cock and driving her that much more crazy, fingers clawing at Sarah's asscheeks as her insides became a hurricane of unimaginable pleasure.

The effect of three girls literally vibrating as they bounced on top Fey's cock rapidly brought the centaur to a peak and the three vibrating squirting girls cried out as piping hot fresh cum roared up into Rebecca's womb, intantly cumflating it inside of Sarah and Octavia's own wombs.

The three girls cried out together as their bellies bloated into each other's pussies, Octavia's belly becoming a ball of cum that quickly spilled down onto her legs, spilling down so quickly that Sarah lost her balance and fell forward.

The three girls went down screaming and flailing, legs intertwining and writhing as they excitedly squirted over each other, fingers clawing at each other's bodies leaving long red marks, their bellies stretching as Rebecca's womb grew fat with cum, a huge triple layered soft orb reaching eight foot across in front of Octavia.

They creamed and screamed and squirted and squirted until with one final roping ejacualtion

Octavia's belly reached ten feet across, dragging her partly up from the floor, Sarah and Rebecca hanging from her pussy behind her.

The three girls groaned as they reached their final size, slumped over and spooning each other, fingers intertwined, complete, three girls as one, three girls sharing one cumload, one belly.

Of the three only Sarah managed to remain conscious. She lifted her head and looked over the two passed out girls she was sandwiched between, sighed and lowered her head back down for a quick nap of her own.

Lucy thoughtfully played with her clit as she watched them finish, really it was awesome to have access to Fey's dick, but once again she found herself thinking of being with Fey, trapped below as the massive sweating beast heaved forward, thrusting feet of dick into her bawling pussy.

The thought made her pussy quiver around the dildo still inside of her.

But it wasn't the same and never would be.

She still wanted to be with Fey, to be alongside her, to ride atop her. It was what she dreamed about.

She let out a faint sigh of dissatisfaction as the others began to move. Whatever the situation, there was still a lot of work to be done preparing for public access to Fey's cock, a proper room designed around the bellies that would come off it and not right next to all their top secret planning documents.

Surprisingly it didn't take that long to set up something makeshift in another part of the enormous building. By the time it was getting late a few hardcore newsletter fans with close connections to the club had started to gather near the club's HeadQuarters, and then a crowd, and then when Heather laid down the law they formed a long queue which stretched around the block like some kind of late night nightclub, girls dressed in their most revealing and sexual outfits, eager to present their best for the expensive access to Fey's actual cock.

By morning Kayla had removed the portal, and the Fey Hunting Club was a little more wealthy.

As they celebrated and made merry Lucy slipped out the back door and made her way to the club's stables. She picked out the biggest and fastest horse and climbed up on its back, grinding her hips onto the saddle and getting comfy.

Then she rode out, leaving behind the club, and then the city itself, trotting across the vast plains and toward the forest.

Sampling Fey had only confirmed what she had been considering for a while. She needed to be with her, she needed to be with Fey for real, because Fey was her horsey.

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Celia paced along the street slowly, her footsteps measured and solem with little energy.

The elf wore a black blouse and black skirt, of course her pregnancy parted her blouse but even that had its own thin skin tight stretchy fabric covering it, also black.

She was an unhappy elf. First had been her experience in the public baths where she had taken her boyfriend for some exciting secret public sex (which hadn't been very exciting),. Then unexpectedly had been ridden by an invisible centaur cock which had driven her to ecstasy, and left being filled with cum to an incredible degree and set drifting across the pool.

It had been the best sex of her life bar none, nothing had come even remotely close, and she had wallowed in it, taking nearly a full day before the pool attendants managed to net her and empty her and drag her out kicking and screaming.

Still, the experience had lifted her mood and she had returned to the family estate happily humming and skipping.

Which was where she was informed of her mother's death.

The drop from sky high bliss to soul crushing grief had been bad, one of the worst moments of her life, and she hadn't left her room for days, weeping into her pillows.

At last coaxed out by her family she had come to her mother's grave, or as close as she could get.

Her footsteps slowed as she reached the end of the street, a literal end as a wall of cream scales had blocked it, obliterating the buildings around it.

She craned her neck up trying to see the vastness that was Lady Alexandria, but in the early morning fog the top of her belly was lost, impossible to see so far. It gave the impression of an immense scaled wall extending forever in every direction, up, left, and right.

She let out a small sigh.

Her mother lay somewhere beneath Lady Alexandria's enormity, from what she had been told she had been killed by a smuggled in monster, a slime monster supposedly.

A cruel end to her mother's life, a truly incredible woman.

"If you need some time alone, my Lady," came a voice a little behind her.

She glanced over the shoulder to see the family butler, a severe looking man wearing an extremely well fitted butler suit, his moustache trimmed to millimetre accuracy.

"...No, it's fine, I… won't be long."

She glanced down at the bouquet of flowers held in both hands, a sad remembrance for…

She shook her head, she had had her time to grieve, now it was her turn to overcome, just as mother did.

She bent down, placing the flowers against Alexandria's belly. Soon they too would be crushed flat under her growing pregnancy, a fitting end perhaps.

She was about to turn away when something caught her attention.

There was a glowing dot next to the flowers, an orange glowing dot.

Frowning she leaned down to examine it and realised it was like a spark, a splinter of stone glowing due to incredible heat.

Then the cobble stone it was perched on ignited.

She lurched back in surprise, the butler stepping in front of her protectively as the ground beneath the flowers melted, glowing orange with magma in a widening circle.

The bouquet of flowers burned brightly and became ash that sank into the lava just as the lava began to bulge upwards, rising from the ground in a pillar of orange magma that poured heat, warming Celia's skin.

Celia boggled as the pillar took form, becoming person shaped, details appearing from the lava, fingers forming from a blob. In moments the lava had become a lava person, and was rapidly cooling, smoke billowing away as it extinguished, forming a black cracked stone, a statue.

Of course a statue made of such rough material could hardly hold together and great fragments of black began to slough off.

'No', thought Celia looking closer, not fragments, a paper thin layer of stone.

Her eyes went round as pale skin appeared from beneath the stone and then long blonde hair.

In moments Lady Ariawyn was stepping confidently free from her magma prison, stark naked, and came to a stop in front of her daughter, hands on hips.

"Took you long enough."

"HOW!? H-how!" said the very shell shocked Celia.

Ariawyn sniffed. "I suppose I never did tell you of my adventuring days. Having a Class has its advantages, great advantages if you are highly levelled, mine includes certain survivability aspects. I would have arisen sooner but it turns out it's quite hard to navigate underground with a giant belly on top. It wasn't until I heard your voice that my magma form knew the way out."

Celia gaped at her.

"What are you wearing, daughter of mine?" said Lady Ariawyn looking her over, and then brow raising as she finally noticed her pregnancy. "Oh, my daughter, you appear to have surpassed me."

"I- I have?" mumbled a completely lost Celia.

"Yes, you carry the centaur's offspring, no other could have caused a pregnancy so quickly. Fascinating. Perhaps it is time that I truly induct you into the Size Queen Tea Club."

"My Lady", said the butler, bowing to Lady Ariawyn, "The forbidden Class book I have prepared lays ready for Lady Celia's acceptance," he paused, a small polite smile on his face, "With that and the theorised speed of levelling the centaur's seed produces? She will soon become your most powerful weapon."