Chapter 61 (Patreon)

Previously on Centaurus: The band escaped castle Bharldure and returned to the city of Draconica. There Fey took Violet to see the angel who is now staying at the guild. The angel, known as Aeolith, is quite nice and helpful and decides to help Violet and totally not for her own advantage. Fey is told to use the angel's shower as she deals with Violet. Unfortunately for the angel she wasn't quite prepared for how good the squirrelkin was with her tongue, nor what Fey's magic had done to her. Fey bursts from the shower when she hears a scream and is shocked to find the angel in the most compromised position imaginable.

She flees as the angel yells at her while cumming her brains out.

Now, chapter 61:

Fey stopped outside the closed door to Aeolith's apartment, her chest rising and falling.

The adrenaline rush from that scream she'd heard in the shower… only to find the angel doing— doing lewd things!!!

It hadn't been what she expected at all. But then, she was an angel, so surely she must know what she was doing right? Maybe saving Violet really did require lots of sloppy oral sex.

She paused as a scream of pleasure echoed from behind the closed door.

That scream meant Violet was being healed. Apparently. Surely. Certainly.

Fey nodded her head as if to assure herself. Yes, it wouldn't be long until Violet was back to normal and unvampirised and unsuccubusised.

The sound of rising moaning and the wet quelching of a tongue in a ravenous pussy came from behind the door.

It sounded like the angel was making good progress in, uh, healing Violet.

As the sounds continued and became increasingly sloppy sounding Fey decided that maybe this was going to take some time, and that it would be fine to leave Violet in the angel's care. An angel would know how best to take care of her after all.

She turned and trotted down the small hallway. The sounds of angelic ecstasy falling away behind her.

Her cock throbbed stiffly below her barrel, the tip catching at her front legs as she walked it was so long. The angel had been quite attractive… and those sounds. Naturally her nethers would respond. She blushed and tried to think of paint drying. This wasn't the time for lewd thoughts. Violet's healing was deadly serious and not arousing at all.

She was so distracted that she didn't notice a maid in the hallway as she turned a corner and she only realised she was there as she yelled. That was the trouble with her new size and small hallways. There wasn't a lot of room, for well, anything but her, and even then she had to lean down a bit so her head didn't hit the ceiling. She glanced to the side to see a hand flailing from beside her hips. She'd apparently squished the maid against the wall by accident.

Blushing furiously she squeezed past.

The maid popped out behind and she looked over her shoulder to see a rotund looking sheepkin with a beet red face, her eyes looking back at Fey's balls.

She 'eeped' when she noticed Fey looking and rushed around the corner.

Fey bit her lip.

It was fair to say that she was getting so large that normal buildings were starting to feel a tad… tight to be inside of. Her chest and hips were becoming too much for normal doorways and hallways to handle. It seemed she was becoming too much to handle for anything or anyone reasonable really.

She made a mental note that when she built her Breeding Palace in the Dragon Cave there would need to be extra large doors and hallways to account for any future growth.

She continued on, eventually finding a too small set of stairs, and squeezing down, before popping out into a much larger main hallway, which she followed to her destination. The guild's main hall, and where the rest of the band were.

Ellaria was there, standing at the main desk. Her brow rose as she noticed the elf practically vibrating with excitement, although as she drew near, it wasn't hard to understand why.

The desk clerk manipulated a great metal box full of spinning gears and shifting pistons. The top half of the thing moved down with crushing force into the bottom, compressing whatever was inside as panels covered in glowing runes parted and steam spewed impressively from the gaps.

Then it was lifting back and the clerk was darting her hand in and pulling out whatever it was that the device had been applied to.

A rectangular plate appeared in her hand. An extremely shiny GOLD plate.

Ellaria's shaky hands gently took the thing as it was offered to her by the clerk.

"It's… It's so beautiful," she whispered, her face reflected in its excessively shiny surface.

Fey had to admit it was very shiny, and, what was even cooler, was that it had the band's name engraved along the top, something that the more generic silver plates lacked.

'MAGIC MOG'

Gold Rank Adventuring Band.

By appointment of Her Majesty EXCALIVANIA the Dragon Queen.

Dei Gratia Regina ⚜️

Now this was something to be proud of. They had achieved this.

The band was now gold rank. Completing the extra dangerous gold rank punishment job had been enough to convince the guild clerk to rank them up early, especially when Ellaria had explained the Countess and the Succubus, threats that would even scare an experienced gold ranker. That combined with a few more questions under a truth device about their capabilities and she had finally convinced them. (With a few preconditions depending on how their first few gold rank jobs went.)

"We achieved this," said Ellaria. "This, all our work, all the monsters, all the danger, and we… we did it."

Fey couldn't deny the feeling of pride in her chest, and the even greater feeling of seeing Ellaria extremely pleased. The elf seemed to be floating on a cloud all of her own, and she couldn't keep the smile off her face, which with Ellaria's ludicrous beauty was practically heart stopping and more than a few people choked on their drinks nearby.

Fey herself felt her heart skip a beat.

Gods, she wanted to sprinkle rose petals across a room, onto a bed, wine and dine this elf in the most sensuous and romantic way … and then breed her so hard that she would never stop giving birth.

Her cock stiffened dangerously and she realised she was going to lose it if her imagination went any more wild. She thought furiously about drying paint again.

Fortunately, Ellaria herself paused in being radiant and lovely and looked around at her bandmates.

"Well, now that we have it, it's best we make use of it. I've already successfully applied for a job while the paperwork was being dealt with."

"Already?!" squawked Flora. "We literally just finished a crazy ass job!"

"Uhm, Ella, don't you think it's a bit sudden to immediately do a gold rank job, we barely survived this one."

Ellaria nodded. "Yes, it's true, jumping in head first might be… a little much for now. That was a… stressful job. I think so much strain right away would be a bit much. Since that is the case, I applied for a dual band job on the low end of gold rank difficulty. A job where two bands work together to make things easier, like when we took on the Kobogons."

"...Now?" said Fey. "What about, well, everything?"

"Ah, no, not now. As much as it would prove our dedication to the guild and help with cementing our gold rank, the other band we will be working with hasn't actually arrived in the city yet. That will be tomorrow."

Flora let out a sigh of relief hearing that. Fey couldn't exactly blame her. A terrifying vampire Countess and then a somehow even more terrifying Succubus had stressed them all to breaking point.

Speaking of the Succubus.

"What about the sword?"

Ellaria blinked.

"Uh, right. That was what we were supposed to be doing before getting side tracked with all of this."

Vivi hugged the sword close to her chest and looked at Ellaria warily, as if afraid she was going to snatch it away.

Ellaria frowned.

"It's getting it checked over or you will be giving it up Vivi. Now come."

The elf strode away, occasionally glancing down at the gold band plate in her hands just to admire it.

The band hesitantly followed after, following her through and out of the guild. They rejoined the crowd on the street and continued on their original path deep into the city.

They soon came upon who they were looking for, a certain elven metalsmith. The one who had looked over Fey's golden bracelets, or rather, manacles.

He was working on what looked like a fine crown or laurel made of golden leaves, which explained what the golden leaf he had been working on the last time they had seen him was for. The crown hummed with magic, clearly enchanted to an incredible degree.

He looked up as they approached, smiling as he saw Ellaria, and then looking very confused as he noticed Fey and her log of a dick waving below her barrel.

However he was distracted by Vivi darting forward before he could remark on the giant centaur.

The pregnant looking fox girl stuffed the black blade into his hands.

"Look, look, tell us that it's fine, it's totally a fine sword right?"

He blinked and looked down at the black blade he had been handed. A blade marked with the words AGONY&DEATH in glowing red letters.

"I assume you want to know if it's cursed or something similar young lady? You wouldn't be the first band to come ask me about the loot, and often times, junk, that you dig up from gods know where."

"Precisely," said Ellaria. "I couldn't think of anyone who might know better."

"Hmm."

The elf turned the sword over, running his fingers over the blade, tracing the engraved words, thumbing the edge, then turning over the skull decorated hilt.

"This isn't what you think it is, I'm sorry to tell you."

"It's not cursed or something along those lines?"

"No, not even close. It's essentially a vanity project. I've had more than a few clients ask for things like this. The rich and noble with too much time on their hands and interests that develop in troublesome directions. They get bored, you see, and idle hands are the devil's playground. Sooner or later they start exploring the 'forbidden' and come across occult writings and turn it into a macabre hobby." He spun the sword expertly and slapped the flat against his palm. "And when you have as much money as a dragon you can push that hobby to extremes. This was a commission, a sword made to look as occult as possible so that the owner can show it off and brag to their noble friends."

The band stared.

"But what about the setting things on fire and the screaming faces when it cuts stuff?"

"Well when you have that much money you can really push the enchantment envelope and make something quite impressive. But in the end this sword is still just a toy of the nobility."

Vivi snatched the sword back.

"It's not a toy. It cuts and kills and it's enchanted."

"Hmm yes. I suppose it would function significantly better than an ordinary sword just as a side effect of the sheer amount of money spent to make it. When money is no object you can imitate a real cursed sword quite closely."

"Hah! You thick headed battle addict, you picked up a counterfeit cursed sword!" said Flora floating by as though she was lounging on a chaise.

Fey frowned at the sword. It might have been a counterfeit, most likely commissioned by the nobles who had summoned the succubus before she had killed them, but it could still have been used for dark and nefarious purposes, dark and nefarious purposes, that she was sure had taken place in the basement of castle Bharldure.

"And… is it completely safe?" said Ellaria, having serious trouble accepting the idea that the incredibly suspicious sword was harmless.

"I've checked it thoroughly. There is nothing about this sword that could cause the wielder, or anyone it isn't cutting, harm."

"Then that suc- then that girl in the basement wasn't using this to control Vivi…?"

Vivi clutched the sword close. "Obviously. That was just some magic trap bullshit that just happened to trigger while I was coincidentally holding my new sword. I was holding and swinging around this sword perfectly fine for a few moments before all that happened."

Fey half believed her, but… it was still a very suspicious looking sword… Just a good counterfeit of a real very suspicious sword then?

Vivi swung the sword a few times. It hummed menacingly. Fey wasn't sure she was going to be able to get used to that thing if that was what Vivi was going to be using from now on.

"Is that all?"

"Ah, y-yes, apologies for bothering you I-"

"No problem at all. I have fond memories of your family, I would be remiss in not helping you when in need, especially as an adventurer, such a difficult profession. Half my clients who are adventurers are dead in some gruesome and horrific manner within a few years of doing business with them. I hope you take care now, it's dangerous out there, and elves aren't as populous as they once were."

"...Thank you," said Ellaria, nodding gratefully to the elven smith.

They waved amiably and Fey trotted away with the others.

She watched as Ellaria walked beside her, clearly deep in thought, and Vivi walked while swinging her sword casually, causing passersby to give her alarmed looks and keep a great distance.

"I assume that our next destination is something that is probably quite important?"

"Hmm?" said Ellaria looking up at Flora as she floated by.

"You know, just something about the ten thousand Feytaurs that are currently in the city. The ten thousand offspring of ours that we haven't been keeping an eye on. The ten thousand crazy miniature centaurs who seem to exist solely to get into trouble."

"Oh. Yes, of course that's where we are going, but a minor detour is needed first. In fact, here we are."

The band turned the corner and found themselves emerging into… Well, Fey wasn't quite sure what she was looking at. It seemed like at one point there had been buildings on either side of the thin cobble road. But all that was left now were strips of bare earth like dirt lots and the only thing that was left standing was a post with a beam set across it. A shimmering white curtain dangled from the beam.

"...Vivi… what did you do?" said Ellaria slowly as she paused and looked around at the emptiness.

Vivi paused in her sword swinging. "What? I had to get the construction materials for my cabin from somewhere."

"The alley is gone! Why are all the buildings gone!"

"I couldn't use all of it! Most of it was stone! Who builds a cabin out of stone!"

"It's probably fine, right Ella? If there were gangster bad guy drakes here then other bad guy people probably owned the other buildings too right? I'm sure Vivi didn't just steal some random people's entire buildings… R-Right?"

"Yeah, that." said Vivi with a sniff.

Flora flicked out a hand and the curtain pulled from the beam lifting into the air and drifting over, snow white cloth sparkling with chroma flecks in the summer sun.

The cloth folded itself and hovered beside her.

"We'll have words about this later, Vi, but for now I want to go check on the Feytaurs. Considering how much trouble you've gotten up to when you were out of my sight, I dread to think what they have managed."

They moved off once more, this time heading back to their so-called base of operations, the Inari's compound, and where they had stayed the night.

This time it seemed that they weren't to be accosted by the neighbours upset about the caravans filling the street, and they made their way to the front gates without issue.

Although, Fey did note, that there were a rather large number of papers that had been nailed to their two dozen caravans, each with inked lettering done in red. She didn't recognise the language, but by the way the lettering was done so violently and jagged she got the distinct impression that the neighbours were quite angry about having the caravans clogging up their street.

As they neared the eastern compound of the Inari the curtain that was floating beside Flora suddenly began to shift and move. It unfolded until it was at its full size, and then it began to stretch further, the gnome taking hold of the corners and stretching the flexible material out more and more until it was many times its original size, a giant white silken square that stood at one end of the street.

It wasn't hard to see what the gnome's plan was.

The great intercity caravans slowly began to inch and then roll forward, all twenty four of the massive things rumbling forth, the first one crashing into the curtain and then simply passing through it.

One by one the caravans disappeared inside until the street was empty once more. The sudden disappearance of them was almost startling.

At least the neighbours would be pleased, thought Fey.

The red door to the Inari's compound opened and they passed within the grounds.

To her surprise there were few Feytaurs around to greet them, and the ones that did run up shouting "BWEH!" Were easily fended off by Lily's bears.

It took a moment to see why. There was some kind of large construction that had been built onto the main building, a multi layered… hive thing.

As she watched a pair of Feytaurs rushed past with some sticks of wood in their hands and trotted up to the strange structure. There they quickly were directed by a purple skinned and pointy eared shortstack Inari girl to place them into position while another Feytaur lifted a hammer while another placed a nail.

The one with the hammer swung… and wildly missed, missing so badly that they fell over the top of the sticks and flipped head over heels before face planting onto the grass.

The Inari directing them smiled in a bemused way then went about righting the fallen Feytaur.

It was stunning, shocking, not because the Feytaur were building a building, but because they were doing what anyone told them to!

When Fey tried to get the Feytaur to do anything they just blew a raspberry at her and ran away! And she had been trying for a solid week!

Yet here they were happily building a hive thing, under the Inari's direction. It was quite impressive.

The 'hive' wasn't really a hive of course, but an uneven building with floors that were much closer together which allowed a much greater number of Feytaurs to use the same square feet of land, the floors at the top less wide than those near the bottom. The Inari themselves were short and were able to make use of it also. In that way they had built a twenty storey building compressed down, a building that could contain thousands of Feytaurs. The building itself was styled after the square ring style building of the Inari, wooden walls with green tiles that sloped in a slight curve, the edges reaching out over the walls to keep the rain off.

Fey peered through a window several storeys up to see a number of Feytaurs curled up inside, sleeping on each other all piled up, snoozing in a very cute way. An otterkin Feytaur was using a vulpine Feytaur's fluffy upper body as a pillow.

"How did you get them to do, well, anything?!"

"Oh, they aren't so bad, you just have to teach them in the right way is all. A few ancient martial training techniques from the Izril islands and they step in line."

She petted one of the nearby Feytaurs on the back and they bweh'd softly.

"Honestly, they have been very useful helping out around the estate. I've uh, kind of grown fond of them."

Fey was pleased to hear that, at least her offspring weren't too much of a burden. She watched the Inari's hand stroking the Feytaur's back. Was… Was the Feytaur larger than she recalled? She looked around. Were all of the Feytaurs larger than when she had left?

Wait, had they been slowly growing while they had journeyed toward the city?

She tried to recall when they had first hatched and the last days of their trip. She hadn't noticed before because she was around them constantly, but now she thought of it, yes, they had grown a little larger, and today they had grown faster than at any time previously.

"In fact I like them so much I was thinking of asking if I could adopt some of them, maybe a dozen or so. I've spoken to the others and they've said similar things."

Fey's head turned to her, brow rising. Adopt her offspring? Adopt some Feytaurs? Last time she had been here the Inari weren't exactly clear on what the Feytaur were and there had been a certain amount of confusion. She wondered if that was still the case, they had said adopt. Adopt hers.

That was…

She wasn't sure how to feel about that. They were hers… but.

She recalled what Ellaria had said to her. Ten children were a family, Ten thousands children were a statistic.

"Just a dozen? I want fifty!"

Fey turned to see Naomi, lazing atop her great purple cum belly, chin cupped in hand. A few Feytaurs were nearby waving palm frond fans at her to keep her hugeness cool in the sun.

"I have an eye for these kinds of things you know, I can tell you now that these Feytaurs will be the height of fashion amongst the nobility. A companion that is also adorable? If you were to put them up for adoption the queue to have a Feytaur would stretch around this entire estate.

"I… suppose."

It wasn't like she could ever give the over ten thousand of her offspring any individual attention, but if they were adopted then perhaps that would be for the best…

She was pondering this difficult problem when a Feytaur wandered up to an older looking male Inari and handed him a cup of steaming tea.

Before she could think to cry a warning the male Inari idly petted the small Feytaur on the head.

Fey's breath caught, and she watched, half expecting the male to start shrinking.

But nothing happened.

She had warned the Inari not to let their males come into physical contact with the Feytaurs, but it seemed they hadn't heeded her words, and they had touched, apparently without issue and probably multiple times judging by how casual they were about it.

She suddenly felt incredibly relieved that at least her offspring hadn't inherited that aspect of herself. Although thinking about it, perhaps that was obvious. The only reason she absorbed males was because of the sheer mind boggling Virility she possessed creating its own gravity well, something the Feytaur's, thankfully, did not have.

She watched as the male Inari asked the Feytaur to go fetch him a sun hat. The Feytaur looked at him blankly. That is until Eiko lazing atop her own cum belly with a clipboard yelled down as she pushed up her glasses.

"He wants a hat. Go get it for him!"

The Feytaur turned and listened and then BWEH'd! Before running off into the main building.

"The only flaw is that they, uh, only listen to females for some strange reason," said Naomi. "But it would probably mostly be female nobility after them anyway. Really, looking after them has been strangely fulfilling. Even if we didn't need them and you for the midsummer menagerie I still quite like having them here, running around, always cheerful, it does make a nice change from the dour gloomy seriousness of our house."

"It's not that bad," said Eiko."

Naomi lifted an eyebrow at her sister upon her twinned cum belly.

"You would say that. Your idea of fun is reorganising the entire scroll library in various different filing systems just to see what it would look like."

"What? That is fun!"

Naomi made a sound of disgust.

After some more discussion and a good half hour where the band went around inspecting the Feytaur to make sure they were okay, Naomi and her sisters elected to have dinner. Outside of course, as they were far too large to fit indoors any more. Tables were brought out by armies of Feytaur and plonked onto the grass for the band and their hosts.

Then food was brought for them.

Fey watched with disbelief as a Feytaur approached her low down table with a dish held in her hands, carefully and cautiously walking with a tongue sticking out the corner of her lip as she brought the food over to Fey.

She even almost made it the whole way before tripping over and face-planting into the plate of food she was carrying.

Still, not even that was about to stop the Feytaur and she sprung back up like a coiled spring along with the plate and rushed over to the table before slamming it down in front of Fey.

"BWEH!" The Feytaur said proudly. Fey looked down at her offspring, her face entirely smeared in food.

"Uh… thank you?"

"Bleh." The Feytaur nodded wisely.

Fey turned to her plate. It had the imprint of the Feyaur's face in the rice, but otherwise was perfectly fine.

Had she asked one of her offspring to do a similar job while journeying to the city they would have turned up with a plate full of mud with some sticks on top for decoration, and they wouldn't have made it to the table, they would have gotten in a fight and hurled the plateful of mud at another nearby Feytaur.

Clearly these Inari were some kind of genius miracle workers when it came to raising and teaching Feytaurs.

In fact, what was probably the greatest miracle of all was that they could eat their food without Feytaur bandits swooping in and trying to steal their food, a relentless problem while they had been travelling, every meal had required teddybear siege warfare to fend of the hordes of hungry Feytaurs.

Instead, here the Feytaur were feasting on thousands of star peaches taken from the tree the forest nymphs had given them, happily passing them around without even fighting too much.

She watched as one Feytaur open palm slapped a star peach into another Feytaur's face, the sticky soft fruit exploding around her head.

Okay, admittedly they weren't perfect.

Still, The change in just a day was remarkable. She needed to learn of these secret Feytaur taming ways these Inari had.

Night was falling after they feasted, the Inari passed out asleep across the grass along with the Feytaurs in the warm night air. The three cumflated sisters were spread eagled atop their great cumbellies, mountains of Feytaurs snuggling against their bellies around them. The Feytaurs definitely seemed to like the female Inari more than the males Fey noticed, as wherever one lay napping they were surrounded by Feytaurs, snuggling up against them.

Fey decided that while she could sleep on the grass, at her current size it was definitely far more comfortable to sleep in a real bed.

As it was she climbed laboriously to her hooves and trotted into the main building, passing through one of the rooms and into the open hallway that circled around the manicured ancient forest glade that sat in the center of the building.

It was fully dark out now, and a few softly glowing lanterns lit the space, the great dome of a starry night seen above the glade. It was a still and calm out, the warm air making it pleasant.

She paused as she noticed snow white fur, a fox girl leaning against the wall with her arms folded over her preggers belly.

"Hey," said Vivi.

"Hey?"

"You know, I do have somewhere more comfortable to sleep, better than these thin floor mattress things and way better than some shitty grass outside."

Fey blinked. Was Vivi inviting her to her cabin?

"Are you trying to get me to go to your cabin?"

"Mmm… yes?" she smiled hopefully, "C'mon, it will be way better than sleeping here, I actually built a bed that is suitable for ginormous centaurs with extra cushyness and hugeness. You've got to try it right?"

Admittedly the floor mattress that the Inari offered in their rooms wasn't that comfortable, or at least not for a centaur of her weight.

"Okay, I uh, guess?"

Vivi grinned wide and grabbed her hand, pulling her along until they passed into her room. There the dragon silk curtain had been hung up against one wall and without a moment's hesitation she dragged Fey through.

One moment she was in the room and the next she was stepping out into an enormous cavern. She blinked as she switched from the calm night on one side to this perfect pitch black on the other, Vivi's cabin an island of a hundred lanterns in the dark.

The intercity caravans were here, lined up around the side the cabin, although she didn't have long to see them as the fox girl pulled her up the steps and she had to duck under the cabin doorway.

She pursed her lips as she looked at the room inside. Vivi had been busy it seemed. There were now candles absolutely everywhere as well as the normal lanterns, and on top of that she had sprinkled pink petals across the floor and up onto the giant circular bed.

"Vivi… are you trying to be romantic…?"

"Try? Nah, I am romantic. I am romance and stuff. Now I could attempt to pick you up and throw you on the bed to be ravished, but uh, I'm not sure where to begin in picking up a centaur, from the front? The back? No idea. So can you throw yourself onto the bed for me? Please."

Fey gave her a bemused look but trotted over to the bed and flopped down onto it, rolling onto her back in the middle.

Admittedly it was extremely comfortable, perfectly taking her weight and cupping her body with feathery softness. It was a bed built for an enormous centaur and it was perfection.

She wiggled and let out a sigh. She could fall asleep just like this with ease, and in fact her eyelids started to fall.

A sound came from in front and she cracked an eyelid to see Vivi crawling up onto the bed. She kneeled before her enormous testicles which were being cupped by the bed's softness.

"So uh, I may or may not have made a promise."

"Hmm?"

"It was kind of a lot of work to build this cabin, you know, so I had to make a kind of… deal… with Wummy.

"Hmm?!"

I may or may not have said she could have a romantic night with you and that would result in you pumping her with one of your biggest possible loads."

"Wha- You traded me to build your cabin?! Vivi?!"

"What?! Are you just going to leave Wummy unfucked at your new awesome size? She has needs too!!! isn't she basically part of the band now? We all get bred regularly by you as much as we want, but poor Wummy here has only been able to watch and then drain us of your cum with Ellaria banning her from absorbing any of it! She's been going secretly crazy!"

"Squee," came a forlorn voice from Vivi's pregnant belly.

That was… true, Wummy was admittedly part of the band, and the slime girl hadn't been getting any. Maybe that was a bad thing. Days spent watching her breed the others over and over, making them content and happy, maybe that had been distressing for the slime girl. Not everyone could be like Ellaria with her will and self control as ruthless and unrelenting as folded steel.

…It was also true that seeing Ellaria smile earlier had skyrocketed her arousal and sperm production and she felt very backed up and in need of relief.

"Okayfine," she said quickly. It would probably be fine right? A girl in her harem needed breeding, who was she to say no?

The fox girl grinned and then dived on her balls, paws grasping as she smoooshed her face against the things, rubbing and licking and mewling into them.

Fey nearly choked on her breath at the sudden testicle attention. Not that her balls minded, in fact she could feel them rumbling, swelling in size, sperm production going into catastrophic overdrive at the massaging fondling touch.

She let out a faint groan at the sensation, her cock straining against her stomach. Each of her balls was the size of a melon but as Vivi played with them and the minutes passed, they started to expand outward, becoming turgid and smooth as the sheer amount of powerful stallion sperm inside increased. The surface became smoother as each surpassed a watermelon in size, pushing back Vivi's face as she moaned into them then lapped at them, licking her tongue across the hot surface in long sensual motions.

"I-Is isn't this for Wummy?" Fey managed to get out between panted breaths, fingers curling, her horse legs trembling in the air a little.

Vivi glanced up as Fey's balls growled and swelled larger, spreading her paws wonderfully, the heat of them sinking into her paw pads.

"Just preparing you for her, she specifically asked for a really really really big Fey load."

She dove back down and nuzzled harder, squeezing her breasts against the surface and her pregnant belly, encouraging more growth, more horsey size readying to unload an ungodly amount of stallion breeding seed into an eager puss.

As the minutes passed and Vivi tended her balls Fey couldn't help but start to really enjoy what she was doing, the sensation of one of her girls full body massaging her straining taut balls was just HNFF! She bit her lip as her fingers curled into the duvet, her back arching a little, her cock throbbing.

Her balls grew and grew, each passing eighteen inches in diameter, then twenty four, then twenty eight, then finally thirty two inches, each heaving churning ball as large as Vivi's pregnant belly, the things growling and snarling, hungry to unload into a whimpering needy girl.

Vivi practically purred as she hugged the heaving monstrous set of balls, two huge round spheres lying before Fey's rear.

"G-Gods, Vivi! P-Please! I feel like I'm going to explode!"

Vivi glanced up from the huge heaving balls and made a small attractive smile. The testicles under her paws shifted and pressed gently against her belly and breasts, hungry, driven into a breeding frenzy by over ten minutes of constant female attention.

The fox girl stood, rising up until she was standing before Fey's legs and balls. She turned, hips flicking out, short flitty white dress bouncing off her wide alluring hips. Her paws came up and she began slowly unbuttoning her blouse, her hips hypnotically rocking side to side as she worked, snow white tail flowing with the motion. She reached the last button then slipped the blouse over her shoulders and arms and tossed it aside. She then leaned down and Fey was given a view of her gape as her short skirt rode up. The fox girl had one of the larger gapes of any of Fey's girls, or at least until recently when Fey's new size had stretched Flora and Lily out further.

A cavernous space was spread between her thick thighs, her pussy stretched from so much breeding, her clit a pink plump fat nub, too large to fit in her cliteral hood. Her pink labia and muff were swollen and permanently wet. From this needy breeder's puss hung a half dozen tentacles, the things spiralled around her thighs. Each of the tentacles was covered in nubs and as Fey watched they shifted, some drawing back in while others pushed back out, continually rubbing the nubs against her pussy walls in a constant and continuous state of vaginal simulation.

Fey blinked. "Does Wummy normally do that?"

"Hmm? Oh. Yes, pretty much constantly and even when I'm asleep. It helps keep my heat down and stops me from being distracted."

"Your heat?"

"Mmhmm! it's still there, even though being preggers with eggs and Wummy helps a lot. Uhm, honestly it's been getting stronger lately even with all the breeding, my heat is kinda insatiable, like a fire that just keeps growing from an ember." She pressed one paw over her belly and looked over her shoulder. "It's like my womb is crying out for more and more of your dick, like my core is burning up with desire for you Fey."

She smiled playfully and wiggled her hips, then moved her paws, dragging down the short skirt over her broad hips, past the tentacles, and down past her knees and dropping the skirt to the bedding.

She stepped free and turned to Fey.

"Y-You c-can come out now W-Wummy!"

She gasped as her belly began to move and ripple, her thighs parting as her feet shifted across the duvet, spreading her legs wide as possible as one then two then three and more extra tentacles began to ease past her stretched out pussy alongside the already existing bundle which slipped down her legs.

"Oooh gooods!" she moaned as more and more tentacles poured out of her, over a dozen now, her pussy stretched obscenely wide as over a dozen fat tentacles poured down onto Fey's balls. Her paws dipped down and hooked around her labia, helping to spread her pussy further, her clit throbbing stiffly as so much mass passed through her passage.

The fox girl was quickly losing it, her thigh shaking violently and her clit winking and popping in and out of its hood. She groaned aloud and a gush of her fluids washed down the tentacles making them slippery and slick and even glossier.

And then the main body was coming, a slime sphere that plugged her puss and made her hips squirm as the internal pressure built, stretching her even more than before, pussy lips thinning until with a SCHLOP-pop! The slime monster burst free and slapped down atop Fey's balls with a plentiful spray of pussy juice.

Wummy was free.

"Squee!"

The round little monster looked brightly up at Fey before Vivi moaned loud and long and squirted all over her, a shower of pussy juice to bathe the slime.

"Squeee?!" said Wummy, annoyed at the unexpected shower.

Behind her Vivi's eyes rolled up and she flopped back on the bed, legs and arms spread eagled. Her belly was no longer rounded with Wummy but merely arced, as though only a few months pregnant. Below her belly her pussy hung open, a cavernous gape that her plump pink cervix could be seen at the back of, strings of her sticky juices connecting the top and the bottom of the twitching and trembling gape.

Fey looked down at the spherical Wummy setting on her balls. The slime monster looked back up at her, glomping on the top of them happily, her eyes squeezed shut joyfully.

"Sqwuee!"

"Uhm, I'm not sure how this is going to work when you are… just literally a sphere?" said Fey.

Wummy blinked and then seemed to think about this for a moment, and then wiggled on the spot, vibrating against Fey's balls.

After a moment she compressed down a little and suddenly exploded outward, the hidden mass within her allowing her to change shape. The sphere Fwoomphed! outward into the shape of a girl, a very cute girl, a very cute girl where the slime version of Ellaria's Dress.

The sight of that dress sent a little shiver of need through Fey. True, it didn't have the same effect as The Dress, but just the memory made her cock stiffen further.

Wummy herself was admittedly adorable, with a cowlick tuft of slime hair atop a waterfall of wavy slime locks that fell down her back, all framing big innocent eyes. She was sitting perched on Fey's balls and she squeezed her eyes together and made a happy Squee! sound, bouncing slightly on their surface.

Fey could feel her globular and very soft ass cheeks pressing against her balls and using them as a seat, her thighs spread either side.

Of course her sperm weren't quite sure what to make of this slime girl sitting on her balls and were confusedly pressing at her rear through the surface, unsure if Wummy was even breedable.

"S-So you, ah, w-want my s-sperm?" said Fey, somewhat unsure how to begin with the slime girl.

"Squee!"

Wummy nodded and bounced excitedly. Fey's gaze couldn't help but drift down to her breasts which were cupped perfectly in the Slime version of The Dress, each breast heavy, and soft, spilling and muffin topping slightly over the edge.

Wummy noticed where she was looking and a quieter more flirty and sensual "Squeee" came from her.

As Fey watched her breasts started to swell, expanding in the Dress, her breasts rising as they filled the cupping shape and then started to spill over the top, masses of wonderful softness, and then one and then the other fat stiff nipple popped free.

"Squeeee?" She said low and sultry, her hands rising and taking hold of her breasts, softness spilling around her fingers.

Fey found herself looking, mouth slightly parted. Was this- was this slime monster trying to seduce her?

What?!

This was a slime monster, a monster that was supposed to be about as intelligent as a brick.

Clearly not in Wummy's case, and not only was she intelligent, she also understood sexuality… somehow, and not only that, she was really good at it!

Fey felt her balls expand another inch as the slime girl cooed and petted her breasts, watching Fey from half lidded eyes, clearly intent on stoking Fey's arousal higher, not that she needed it, she fully felt ready to explode and her cock was diamond hard.

"W-Wummy, I-I need y-you..." she managed to groan as her ball swelled another inch, the surface becoming rock hard and perfectly smooth apart from the fat veins that riddled them, balls under extreme pressure.

Wummy glanced down, then realising her breasts had grown far too large to look past, looked to the side, seeing how Fey's balls practically vibrated with pent up seed.

"Squee…"

"She says she wants all of you," mumbled Vivi from behind her.

"Well come and get it before I pop!" cried Fey, her balls making a groaning sound, radiating increasing amounts of heat.

"Squee!"

Said Wummy, crawling between her back legs.

The weight lifting from her balls was a relief all of itself and Fey sighed.

The slime girl crawled up her cock, practically climbing the thing, her enormous breasts spilling down each side. She hugged at the length and then wiggled excitedly, her hands gripping at it.

"Squee!"

"She says you uh, have a very beautiful penis."

Fey blushed.

"Th-thank you? I think?"

"Squee!"

"She says you're welcome, and that you should be proud of it, it's easily the best penis in the world."

"Uhhh… OoH!"

She gasped as Wummy placed her lips against the surface and then sucked, a powerful vacuum forming under her lips. The slime girl could apply a shocking amount of suction!

As she removed her lips a red mark was left behind, a hicky on the surface of her dick.

Like that, the slime girl slowly made her way up, leaving suction kisses until she was reaching the tip of Fey's dick and her lips were coming down on the equine rim. The slime girl groaned as she sucked lovingly at the hard flesh, her tongue leaping down and frantically licking at the surface, then splitting part and becoming two tongues that spiralled and massaged at the hard nubs that her mouth surrounded.

It felt wonderful and Fey's hands gripped the duvet, her spine arcing as her eyelids fluttered.

Soon a small squirt of precum sprayed from her dick, splashing up her upper body and over her breasts, which of course weren't properly covered by her too small blouse, hot precum splashing against her under boob.

"Squewweee!" Said Wummy joyfully, darting forward and rubbing herself against the pre covered surface.

Fey watched down in half alarm half amusement as the slime girl wriggled against her body, her two tongues lashing at her sin, hoovering up the pre as she wiggled up her like some kind of worm girl.

She gasped as she felt the slime girl reach under her breasts, tongue washing madly at her under boob, sending the vast soft things rippling with the aggressive and rapid motion.

Behind her cock bucked and a second small spray of pre shot out, maybe a pint. "Squeeee!" cried Wummy excitedly as she was soaked with a cupful of pre, her body already happily absorbing it.

The slime girl gorged herself on the precum until there was nothing left and Fey's body was spotlessly clean. She then raised her hips and wiggled them suggestively.

"Squoo?"

"She's asking if you're ready."

"Yes, yes, for the love of god yes!"

Wummy smiled a small smile and then rammed herself backwards.

Soft gel-like pussy slammed home against the tip of Fey's penis like it belonged there and then spread wonderfully outward, easily spreading and stretching to slip and engulf her immense girth.

Her tip slipped inside.

Fey's eyelids fluttered as the slime girl backed up, stepping backwards with her feet as her hands pushed back on Fey's horse chest, crawling backwards and pushing more and more dick into herself with relentless determination.

If there was any girl who was going to take Fey's enormity with ease it was a slime girl.

Fey watched with fascination as the slime 'dress' over her belly bulged outwards, growing from her midriff as she retreated.

Unlike with a regular person her cock was outlined almost exactly by the slime girl's belly, and what was more, it was semi transparent!

Fey's eyes widened as Wummy's belly stretched over dick and became increasingly see-through until she could see soft colours and soft impressions of her veins through the slime girl's belly.

The folds of the slime dress draped lightly over her barrel as Wummy came to sit at the base of her cock with a sigh of satisfaction.

She felt… soft! Incredibly soft! Which made a certain amount of sense considering Wummy was made of softness. Her insides molded so perfectly closely to her shaft, perfectly shaped to her, her pussy lips cinched tight and her insides a perfect vacuum.

She could see her dick throbbing and twitching through the slime girl's body, appreciative of such a wondrous feeling pussy.

"Squeeee…"

Moaned Wummy, shifting and wiggling her hips. She then leaned forward and and began to slowly ease herself forward, inches of rock hard cock easing from her supple pussy, which being part of a slime girl, meant it dragged out very far behind her rear, her labia stretched paper thin, near transparent, as it slopped over veins and bumps, everything visible through the labia.

She reached the medial ring, slopped over the top then eased herself back down, her limbs shaking slightly.

"Squeeeeee…. "Came the long slow groan of the slime girl, her eyelids fluttering as she experienced so much stallion dick.

Apparently Wummy in this form enjoyed massive amounts of horse dick as any of the girls Fey bred did, possessing similar pleasure clusters… somehow. It did make a certain amount of sense, Fey thought,  as a slime monster she still had a sense of touch, apparently in this form that included sensitivity, extreme sensitivity. No doubt the effects of Fey's cum created monsster evolution also helping out with such a thing.

She watched as Wummy's bouncing accelerated, her legs bunching then thrusting her upwards as Fey's penis rose from being flat against her barrel to more vertical, tree trunk of dick thicker than one of Wummy's thighs dragged from her clinging slime pussy, her slime clit swollen and, if she was not mistaken, a little reddened.

It was hard to tell through the semi-transparency of the slime dress, but as she looked up she found that Wummy's face was reddened too in a deep blush, and the bulge of her belly had taken on a slight pink tint, like her womb was blushing.

Was this a normal sign of slime girl arousal?

It seemed likely as Wummy suddenly accelerated, slamming herself down so hard that her ass cheeks made a wet slapping sound as they crashed to the base.

"SQUEEE!!!"

Squealed the slime girl, her back arching, mouth opening, eyes rolling up.

*SSSkwrssshhHH!!!!*

To Fey's surprise a powerful jet of femcum exploded from the slime girl's tightly stretched out puss, a messy multi directional spray that crashed against her semi transparent dress and caused it to flutter outward, fluid drumming against the surface.

She could squirt too?!

That was… That was pretty hot. Fey could admit to herself that she secretly fucking adored it when her girls screamed and howled and squirted, the physical manifestation of the orgasmic joy she caused… it… stroked her ego, a bit, okay, a lot. She could say that, right?

"Squeeeeeehhnnnnn!!!" groaned Wummy as her humping accelerated, her dress flitting and bouncing around her hips, her large breasts bouncing and flopping from the cupping dress, and then… she began to grow.

It was slow at first, just a little with each bounce, but the slime girl was definitely getting larger. Her legs became longer as she put on size, allowing her to bounce higher, each rising up the enormous shaft taking longer as more cock slipped from her puss, passing well beyond the medial ring and nearing the tip, three feet of air between ass and base of cock before she came meteoring back down with a squeal, her swelling and much larger ass brutal slap-slapping against Fey's base. It almost seemed as if the sheer pleasure she was experiencing was making her lose control of her own mass and what she kept hidden away was escaping.

Soon she'd gone from cute to cute but also six foot tall, and more, the hem of her dress was starting to ripple, and then tentacles were emerging from it, waving at the air.

"Squee!"

"She uh-, wait, what do you mean me too?!" said Vivi.

Too late, Vivi yelped as tentacles surged outward and darted behind Fey, tentacles that wrapped around her and lifted her into the air high over head, until she was struggling above Wummy, her legs kicking at the air.

"H-hey!"

Wummy smiled sweetly and then her tentacles lowered the fox girl into her waiting hands, her strong waiting hands that took hold of Vivi's waist and gripped hold of her.

Like that she lowered the fox girl onto her bulging belly, the detailed shape of Fey's cock outlined in Wummy's tummy pressing against Vivi's cavernous gape and then penetrating inside.

The fox girl's legs stiffened and straightened as Fey's cock, sheathed in Wummy, pushed inside of her.

"F-fuuuck, they weren't kidding about how much furkking BIGGGERR you are, and with Wummy too, oh- h-goooods!" groaned Vivi as her belly started to tent out before her.

Squee!"

"D-don't say that!"

"What did she say?"

"She-" Vivi blushed, "She says it feels like she's fucking me."

Wummy sank back down with Vivi's rear pressed against her tented out tummy, and with her Fey's dick spread both of them, Vivi's tummy pushing out feet as massive amounts of horse cock sank into her pussy and womb, her furred belly easing up between her breasts as she let out a long keeen.

"OOHhnfff! F-Fey!! You feel amazing!!"

"Squeeeeee!!" agreed Wummy.

Wummy quickly bounced back up, powerful legs lifting her now eight and a half foot self along with Vivi, the fox girl squirming and moaning held in her hands, until she reached the tip and she slammed herself back down.

Vivi choked on her breath as four feet off horse dick thrust into her straining puss, belly bulging out obscenely, her toes splaying as that wonderful feeling of once more being stretched out with Fey's penis filled her, Fey's new size changing her, creating even more pleasure clusters, even more pussy, even more stretching, all contributing to another entire level of orgasm that she had never experienced before.

She squealed and a fat spray of pussy juice rained down on Fey's breasts and stomach.

"Oh gawdd!" cried Vivi as Wummy grew larger still, her hands gripping around her hips and ass as tentacles flowed out around her, winding around her limbs and breasts, helping to hold her in place as Wummy plunged her hips downward, gleefully slam-fucking herself onto horse dick.

She went harder and then faster, and with each huge bounce she grew a little larger, her breasts spilling over Vivi's shoulders and flopping down on top of the fox girl's breasts, the slime dress becoming smaller on her, riding up her thighs until it just flitted over her enormous globular ass.

Massively powerful slime thighs pounded down with the squealing shrieking fox girl, Vivi rapidly losing her mind under the onslaught as her pussy was freshly ruined by feet of dick. Sloppy wet shclucking queefs followed each long sawing thrust and a spattering splash of her plentiful and appreciative juices.

"SqueeeEEEEEEEEE!!"

"AIIIIEEEEEEE!!"

They cried together, both pussies squirting as one, shooting dual lines of their juices over Fey, huge spurting sprays of boiling hot cunt nectar that splashed and splattered against Fey's under boob.

The feeling of both pussies ripping around her cock made Fey groan at the same time her balls groaned. So much, it was so much! It was too much!

Wummy's body swelled greatly as she orgasmed, passing eleven foot, and her legs dropping down so that her knees were on the duvet, humping back onto cock more shallowly, but much more aggressively and brutally, hammering herself and Vivi down onto Fey, the slime girls mind boggling strength allowing her to go harder and faster until she was a blur, and Fey was crying out as the  SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! of her vast ass against her groin came multiple times a second, fat rear wobbling and rippling like jelly, the pounding motions becoming increasingly wet and sloppy, the sounds a lurid slutty cacophony that filled the room, the sound of the softest and fatted pussy possible being brutally slap-fucked down over rock hard stiff horse dick.

And then Wummy took it up a notch, her belly became covered in little bumps, little bumps that covered the outside of Fey's dick when she penetrated her fully, little bumps that scraped up Vivi's pussy.

Vivi's eyes shot open.

"HNYYAAIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

Vivi was howling by this point, her arms and legs and tail stiff as the tentacles curled around them, toes and digits splayed as she threw her head back burying her head in Wummy's vast cleavage and screamed up at her, eyes rolling up as she *SKWWRSSHH!!!" squirted wetly, powerful geysers of pussy juice that splashed luridly over Fey soaking her to the skin with boiling hot fem honey.

Fey loved it, revelled in it, and gently bucked her hips up into the slime girl with each bounce eliciting another level of howling from Vivi and Squeeing from Wummy.

It was never going to last though, not with how Vivi had prepped and teased her balls to be so filled and tightly packed with so much sperm. They growled violently and Fey cried out as Wummy slammed home an ass so large that it filled between her back legs and spilled out either side.

GLLRSCH!

The first geyser-rope of horse cum exploded up her shaft and so into the slime girl, and Vivi's, wombs, thick and heavy stallion love glue spraying into their bellies.

"OH GOAWDDDD!" Cried Vivi as she watched wild eyed as her belly billowed outward, gallons of cum pumped into her in a second, her snow white tummy deforming around the mass of seed, instantly ballooning past nine months preggers and sagging down between her thighs, doubling and then tripling in size as she spread out across Fey's barrel.

"W-Wummy!" cried Vivi, a powerful spray of her juices soaking her expanding cum belly

"Sqwueeeeehhh!" Slurred Wummy, her thighs shaking wildly as she came, liquid cunny honey soaking Vivi's legs, her head rolling as pleasure shook the slime girl like nothing she had ever imagined.

"W-Were going to destroy the cabin if we keep being filled like this!"

"Squee?!"

"Yes! Yes! You have permission to absorb all of it!"

"SQWUEEEEEEEE!!"

Fey went cross eyed as Wummy's pussy suddenly became a vacuum as powerful as her kisses and her cum belly instead of growing further lurched backwards, shrinking down by a foot.

"Oh god!" Cried Fey as the sperm was quite literally sucked out of her shaft, the ungodly rippling power of the slime girl's pussy massaging and squeezing and drawing it up to the tip where intense sucking pulled it out faster than she could cum!

This slime girl was freaking ravenous for her sperm!!

She watched in disbelief as Wummy's slime body changed from a semi-transparent white to a more opaque cum-white as cum circulated through her entire body rapidly…. and then she began to grow once more. Her head inched further from the bed, nearing the ceiling. The bed groaned as the weight of her increased, Vivi's head becoming lost between her breasts, her screaming becoming muffled in soft cum-like slime girl.

Fey looked on in alarm as the slime girl riding her grew in size, her thighs spreading to either side, each thigh becoming half as thick as her barrel as Wummy's head reached the ceiling.

"Wummy! compress faster!" came a muffled yell from between her breasts.

"SQUEE!" came the acknowledgement of the command.

The slime girl squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated and finally her growth started to slow, coming to a crawl, and then a stop as Fey continued to surge stallion jizz into her, reaching an equilibrium, absorbing her sperm and compressing down her new growth as fast as Fey could produce it.

An entire minute passed like that, Wummy absorbing furiously, her brow furrowed in concentration as Fey groaned and thrust into her, her balls rumbling and shrinking behind her rear as un-godly quantities of horse jizz powered into her and Vivi's wombs.

Then, with one final and especially massive roping shot that caused Wummy to grow six inches taller, it was done.

Fey flopped back against the bed with a groan, her skin covered in sweat and pussy juice, blouse soaked through and transparent.

With a sigh Wummy flopped down over her and she let out a cry of surprise as a massive billowing pair of breasts covered over her own very large breast and face. Seriously, this slime girl was freaking huge! Her breasts alone were the size of armchairs!

She came face to face with Vivi who had been previously swallowed by Wummy's cleavage.

"Uh, hey."

"Uhm, hi? Isn't feeding and growing Wummy like this maybe a bad idea?"

Vivi paused in thought. "Yes. But I also like my cabin a lot."

Fey rolled her eyes. "Gods, would you two get off me? I feel like I'm going to suffocate under here!"

"Squee!"

The massive slime girl rolled over, flopping onto her back beside Fey.

She was so large that almost all of her legs hung over the end of the bed and her vast breasts wobbled mesmerising like jelly as she came to rest on the duvet.

Fey supposed it wasn't likely she would be getting up, especially after such an exhausting ejaculation, and wiggled one the excellent bed to get herself extra comfortable. She knew it was an excellent bed because the thing somehow hadn't collapsed despite all of their combined weight and bouncing.

Vivi was now lying on her breasts and peaking up between her cleavage, only her cute nose visible.

"I wanted to make a really big bed, one that is indestructible," came her voice

"Oh?"

"For everyone, so that all of us can be bred like this in bed, all at once."

Fey made a soft murr sound, her eyes closed. That sounded wonderful.

"That sounds amazing for my Breeding Palace…"

"...Your what?"

"My uh, Breeding Palace I want. For, uhm, breeding girls, in safety, lots. And stuff."

Vivi wiggled against her cleavage, hugging her breasts, just the tip of her noose seen between. Cute.

"So you want to build a sex dungeon?"

Fey's eyes snapped open, instant outrage.

"It's not a bloody sex dungeon!"

"Its okay, me and Wummy can help you build your weird sex dungeon, we don't mind."

An agreeable squee came from beside them.

"It's not a se—! Look you two, just go to sleep. Forget I even said anything. Gosh."

She could feel Vivi laughing quietly between her breasts. Blushing, she firmly closed her eyes and concentrated on sleeping in a huff.

It wasn't a sex dungeon dammit. She thought to herself as she drifted off.

—

Some time into the night a noise disturbed the quiet still silence of the cabin.

One of Fey's eyes cracked open slightly. What was that?

She looked around sleepily and slowly. The room seemed normal. Lewd drawings on the walls, candles burned down, that troubling oil painting with her penis done in incredible detail in one corner, a set of horse dildos on a nearby desk.

Everything looked fine.

…That is apart from the suspicious sword that Vivi had left on the nearby desk.

She watched, wondering if she was having some kind of nightmare as the lettering along the malevolent black blade glowed a deeper, more sinister, red, and a small hand reached from inside the sword, seeming to slip from its inky blackness.

A small.

Red.

Hand.

Fey froze in fright.

What the hell was that?

Perhaps hell was the right word, because as she watched a small figure no larger than two and a half feet tall slowly crawled out of the sword on the desk, as though the sword was some kind of dimensional pocket.

She straightened up with a sigh and cricked her back.

It was the bloody succubus!

Except she was really absolutely tiny now!

Mere moments away from yelling out in alarm, Fey watched as the Succubus girl with glowing purple eyes turned around calmly, spinning on her heel and then suddenly froze on the spot, eyes going round. She darted behind one of the enormous dildos on the desk, partially hiding from view.

Fey, who had been about to yell, slowly closed her mouth.

The succubus wasn't looking at her. She was looking at a spot of shadow nearby.

Fey's eyeballs slowly and carefully turned to look at the patch of shadow.

There was something moving there. Something very large and black and pale, chitinous.

As she watched, her body frozen with pure fear, an enormous spider crawled down from the rafters, its body shiny and black. But where its head would have been, there was instead pale flesh. Her eyes followed the flesh up, finding bare hips, a slim stomach, pale breasts barely covered by a slim strip of black silky cloth, and then above, a girl's head framed in night black and long straight hair. Her dark eyes were examining the room, darting to the occupants of the bed, frowning as she looked upon the lewd drawings.

It was Mary, the pale girl who worked with the Bishop and Seth, but not like Fey knew her. The creepy girl now had the lower body of a giant freaking spider somehow!

Well, maybe that explained why she crawled on walls and had clawed hands, but still, what the fuck!

What were these two horrors that had appeared in her bedroom at the exact same moment?!

She didn't think things could possibly get any worse…

But then the front door of the cabin began to quietly ease open.

The giant spider-taur girl thing's eyes were coincidentally looking at just that spot and they fell on the silently opening door.

Mary froze, near invisible in the shadows.

Fey's eyes darted over to the door wondering what new horror was about to arrive.

…Kayla stepped through the doorway, a metal ring held in her hands.

The otterkin girl looked furtive, scared of being seen, like she wasn't supposed to be there.

Fey watched in disbelief as the otterkin girl's eyes looked around the room, looking to see if she had been noticed.

Her eyes fell upon the succubus hiding behind the enormous horse dildo, her ass and wings and spaded tail all perfectly visible and completely in view from where Kayla stood at the door.

Kayla froze.

….Fey wondered what was about to happen, and if she should even do anything.

Surely they would attack or flee any moment now.

Instead all three of them stood where they were, perfectly frozen, holding their breath, terrified to make a single move in case the one they were looking at would hear them and turn.

Fey's eyes darted from one to the other, the succubus, hiding behind the dildo watching Mary, Mary in the shadows watching Kayla at the door, and Kayla with her foot half lifted, frozen in step as she watched the ass and tail of the succubus behind the dildo.

Awkward minutes passed. And then even more awkward minutes passed. None of them daring to move, each of them hoping the other wouldn't notice them.

Fey felt a faint sense of the ridiculous coming over here.

WHAT THE HELL WAS THIS?!?!

She wanted to yell out loud.

But the tension of the room was so high, so intense, that she couldn't bring herself to move, tension so thick, so heavy, that you could cut the air with a knife.

Fifteen terrible and absurd minutes passed like that.

Kayla looked like she was about to pass out as the minutes ticked by, her face turning bright red with the difficulty of holding her half step awkward position along with trying to barely breathe.

Would the otterkin fall first? Fey would bet money on it.

Instead, what broke the stand-off, was something quite unexpected.

A loud drawn in breath and then "WHAT THE FUCK IS TAKING SO LONG TO GET US CENTAUR COCK?! I'M DYING OF THIRST HERE!" came a bellowed voice from the steel ring Kayla held.

The Succubus, spider girl, and otterkin nearly fell over in surprise, Kayla stumbling forward with a cry, near dropping the ring.

Mary cried out in shock, and then jerkily lunged, going for Kayla in full attack mode.

Fey sat up instantly, ready to save Kayla, using her full and mighty strength to rise and completely forgetting that Vivi was currently resting between her cleavage. With a yowl of distress the fox girl was catapulted off her chest and the bed and flung head over heels across the room to go crashing into her oil painting which promptly collapsed.

At that same moment Mary descended on Kayla and the otterkin yelped.

She held up the ring like a shield and a voice bellowed through

"OIH! WHAT THE FUCK!"

And then to Fey's shock a giant grey fist exploded from the steel ring and punched Mary square in the face.

"AAGH!" cried the spider girl as an arc of blood exploded from her broken nose and her head jerked back with the impact.

Fey gathered her common sense at last and finally realised that the absolute best move in this situation was lying right beside her.

"W-Wummy! Intruders! Protect us!"

"SQUUUEEE?!?"

The giant slime girl lying beside her flailed as she woke up, still half asleep, her legs kicking and tentacles exploding from every part of her body.

In about two seconds the entire cabin was filled from corner to corner and floor to ceiling with masses and masses and lakes of tentacles and everyone inside was flattened against the floor or walls.