Chapter 44 (Patreon)

Previously On Centaurus: The Dragoness Has Arrived.

Now, Chapter 44:

"What the fuck do we dooo!!!"

"S-Stop panicking Fey, calm down, we can- we can think of some way out of this."

"She's a giant Dragoness Ella! And she wants me!"

"She doesn't own you Fey, she can't just have you."

The sound of a window rattling draconic voice came booming from outside.

"Fey Fleethoof you are mine, I own you. Come out where I can see you."

Fey lifted her hands up and set her lips in a line, brow rising, as if to say 'you see!'

"That doesn't matter, you aren't a thing to be owned. Look, all we need is a plan, some kind of- of p-plan."

"No plan is going to hold up under dragon fire! I'm doomed, doomed to become a Dragoness's masturbation toy!"

Ellaria wiped some of the dust away from her face. "I can come up with something Fey, I know I can, I just... need time to think."

"Oh no, you aren't saying what I think you're saying."

"It will probably be okay Fey, it's only… You know, just a little talk with her, a distraction, a play for time?"

"You want me to try and talk down the Dragoness who has literally never not gotten her own way?" hissed Fey.

"Yes. Remember I'm still your captain Fey despite our...closeness. If I think a strategy is right for the band you will execute my command."

Fey's hooves danced on the ground with nervous panicky energy, but in the end, she just couldn't deny her captain, she was her captain after all.

She took a step toward the door. Then she took another step.

A noise drew her attention and she turned to find the gaggle of maids she had healed tiptoeing in her steps, expressions determined, as if expecting to follow her into hell.

"Fey, we'll back you up!"

"You're gonna get turned into maid barbecue!" whisper-hissed Fey back at them.

"She's right," said Ellaria. "You lot, go look for any others who might have been injured by the landing and bring them here. Stay out of sight of the giant Dragoness."

"B-but!"

A red fireball flared to life over Ellaria's hand with a sizzle and the maids squeaked and fled, disappearing into the passages and corridors of the estate to seek out the injured.

Fey took another step forward.

"What do I even talk about to keep her distracted?"

"It doesn't matter, just anything will do, play for time Fey, don't worry I'll be nearby."

The centaur swallowed but approached the entrance, her hooves feeling like they were lined with lead, each step heavy.

She stepped out the door. Or at least part of her did. She kept her back half hidden behind the wall. She awkwardly lifted an arm and tried to casually lean against the door frame. It wasn't very successful.

"H-Hello, Alexandria," she spoke, her voice somewhere between seductive and terrified.

Alexandria was there, somehow significantly larger than she had been in the palace. She lazed across her great cream-white cum belly, framed by her actual body which was violet scaled. Her body was large enough that her hands and feet were on the ground despite her stomach's Flora sized size.

The air audibly whished as the enormous dragon head moved down to her. The head was very very large, larger than a library, and Fey was faced with a pair of eyes larger than she was.

"Mmmff Fey!" spoke the Dragoness. Fey's hair whipped around her head as though in a gale force wind from the breath. "I have many treasures in my hoard, but I think I will be having you as my crown jewels."

"I'm not a thing!"

The dragoness paused. "But you are Fey. You belong to me, therefore you are my thing."

"You can't just say that, it's not legal to just take another person and make them a possession!"

"Oh, I assure you it most definitely is, if you would care to look up Bine's city law you will find a definition that was recently modified which reads: 'No peoples may be another's possession… Except for Fey Swifthoof who absolutely belongs to Lady Alexandria.' The ink on the amendment might even have dried by now."

"Y-You can't just change the law on a whim!" cried Fey.

The Dragoness stared at her.

"Why?"

Fey opened her mouth, struggling for an answer.

"Because it's not right!"

"I am a Dragon. What you consider right does not apply to me because I am very strong."

Fey reluctantly had to admit that was probably true.

"But that's not fair to everyone else!"

"You seem to have mistaken me with someone who cares."

Fey realised it might actually be quite hard to successfully argue with a dragon.

"Keep going Fey", whispered Ellaria from behind.

She swallowed nervously and looked into the dragoness's eyes.

"What do you intend to do with me? To kidnap me again?" whimpered Fey.

"I see no need. My palace is in a rather sorry state after I climbed out of it and drained my general's seed into myself. That's actually why I also took possession of this when I visited the law house."

"T-took possession of what?"

"This estate obviously. It really is absurdly extravagant, almost draconic in its luxury, really I should have plucked it up a long time ago but that bothersome Lamia would not stop being such a pain."

"This bothersome Lamia is going to sue you into oblivion! Trade sanctions! Bank account freezes! Merchant strikes! Union action! Lawsuits raining down from the heavens like meteors!"

The dragoness scowled as she turned to see a pink Lamia on a rooftop, one hand hanging onto a chimney to keep herself steady, her fist raised at the dragon as she bellowed her fury.

"Rina Besindral. Did you think you could keep such an accumulation of wealth away from me forever? I am a dragon you know."

"Bine is a city of free trade!"

"I allowed you to think that so you would bring treasure to my door you silly little Lamia." She petted her vast cream coloured belly, "But with Fey I am more than satisfied, she is my shiniest of treasures. I shall now be harvesting the treasure crop you and your merchant kind have so kindly grown me."

"You don't scare me! You don't know what's coming! I collect lawyers as a hobby! The nastiest scummiest lawyers who would just love to tear your face off! The kind who foam at the mouth! I dig deeeeep for my lawyers Alexandria. You think I just scrape the bottom of the barrel? No no no, my litigious legion have origins far below that, you should think of these lawyers as coming from the planet's crust, no, deeper, such wretched evil vile creatures that-"

The dragoness looked mildly annoyed by the Lamia's legal rant.

"Go away."

Alexandria pursed her draconic lips and blew out a breath. Rina screamed as she was ejected off the rooftop and went flipping end over end out of sight.

"E-Ella did she just kill Rina?!" whispered Fey out the side of her mouth.

"I've already sent maids to check if she's okay. Keep going!"

Fey licked her lips, her throat dry.

"S-so you don't need to take me anywhere? since you own this estate now?" said Fey to the dragon head as it lazed back around to see her.

"You are already on my estate, there isn't anywhere to take you, your hooves rest on my home."

"I… see."

Fey floundered for a moment.

"I've got it! I know what to do Fey," said Ellaria from behind.

"Well, quickly tell me so we can get out of here!"

"It's not that simple, and there's a big problem, we need way more time."

"I can't get you way more time!"

"She thinks she's literally in her house, she's just moved in, nobody hurries in their own house, there's a way to stall her I'm certain. Look, just try and figure something out, I need to dash off for a bit."

Fey turned, horrified to see her captain disappearing down a corridor until she disappeared out of sight.

Deeply concerned, she slowly turned back and looked up at the dragoness..

---

The estate was in chaos with servants running around like headless chickens. Through this strode Ellaria with a fiercely determined expression on her face. Her Band was in a moment of crisis: One of their members was on the precipice of being taken away and turned into a toy, a possession, arguably less than a slave, an item.

A mental image came to mind of Fey being placed on the dragoness's bedside table as she slept, snoring softly, then waking up she would pick up Fey in one hand and place her between her thighs, Fey's sole purpose in life to pleasure the dragoness.

"Never." muttered the fiery redheaded elf. The very thought of her breeder and lover being taken away and greedily kept by the dragoness was enough to stir an anger equal to the anger she felt that one of her bandmates was being kidnapped.

Her stride increased and maids dove out of her path, their eyes wide with fear as they saw the severe expression on her face.

As she strode she noticed that the maids were beginning to be aided, streams of teddy bears running around the rubble and debris and fallen furniture, passing out bandages when needed or leading them out of the dust clouds and away from the end of the estate where Alexandria lay.

The commander of this army of teddy bears came into view as a pair of bear generals jogged by, a certain Lily doll on their shoulders.

The Lily doll glanced up at Ellaria and bit her lip.

"Uhm, we're in trouble aren't we?"

"We are in somewhat of a crisis, yes. Do you know how bad things are? How are the others?"

"I- I've checked, I did as soon as I could, Kayla is fine, well, fine apart from being invisible and miserable, Vivi and Wummy are fine-ish too."

"And overall?"

"The dragoness crushed a lot of buildings, she came down kind of out of control. But I don't think anyone was underneath, she landed on the warehouses so the only casualty is ah, Vivi's dildo warehouse. She is hmm, very very very angry."

"Vi can deal with it. You missed mentioning Flora, how is she?" said Ellaria.

"N-not good probably?"

"Not good?" said Ellaria, sounding alarmed.

"I, uhm, we might have maybe possibly given her an orgasm overdose, like foaming at the mouth and eyes rolled up kind of overdose."

"How long will it take for her to recover?"

The doll shrugged hesitantly. "A while? we… p-pounded her pussy pretty hard."

Ellaria let out a groan.

"That might be very bad for us, my plan is hinging on her."

"Plan?"

"We need a way to escape the dragoness, I've been desperately trying to work out a way to do that."

"You wanted to just fly away on Flora?"

"No, that wouldn't work, the dragoness can fly too, any flight out of here would cause the dragoness to chase us down and likely get Flora killed by dragon fire, she isn't exactly a small target. We need a clean way out of the city."

"Leave flora behind and sneak through the city gates?"

"We never leave bandmates behind Lily. Your apprenticeship is showing."

"S-sorry!"

"But even if we did, Fey is currently Lady Alexandria's property under city law, the guards will prevent us from leaving."

"Then what do we do?!"

"I saw the dragoness coming into land, she was very clearly over full, her wings flapping hard and struggling with the weight of her stomach. That's actually why she landed so badly, her cum belly made a graceful landing impossible. I think if we could only increase the size of her, make her even more filled with cum, then we could simply ride Flora out of the city without being chased, her wings just wouldn't be enough to lift her own weight."

"We might have maybe drained Fey dry when we did Flora, I'm not sure there's anything left in her for that Ella!"

Ellaria frowned. "Yes, I noticed, I haven't seen her balls this small in a long time. The female attention she has been getting lately might have gone a bit too far."

"Then Flora? she must have a lot of cum stored up."

Ellaria shook her head. "I saw how much she expanded. It wouldn't be enough. We need both her and Fey, all we can possibly get to pin the dragoness down." She paused for a moment. "Mind, don't tell Flora we need her cum too."

Lily seemed to think about this for a minute.

"I have something I think might work to fix the Fey problem… I recently gained my limit break… From what I can tell it kinda works like layers, but in reverse."

As they talked and walked they had come out by an ornamental garden, or at least the very edge of one as the rest of it was underneath the smooth pale wall that was Flora's belly.

"First things first, we need to check on Flora, she is likely one of the few who can hold the dragoness in place while we use pumps to pipe Fey's stuff into her."

"She's gotten that strong?" said Lily with wide eyes.

"She's held more cum in her for longer and is more pregnant than anyone. I suspect a corresponding increase in level that she hasn't deigned to speak about, and with this latest load she was given, well I shudder to think of the level gain. I don't know for certain, but perhaps with Wummy's help it can be done. I've begrudgingly accepted that slime is strong, usefully strong."

A number of clear and arm thick rubber tubes dangled down from the expanse above, each leading into some kind of iron pumping machine that lay nearby. The tubes and the pump were still and the tubes empty.

Ellaria without preamble took hold of one of the rubber tubes and began smoothly climbing up, hand over hand.

Behind her the teddy bears and Lily doll followed, the teddy bears working furiously to transport their master up the tubes.

Both of them came out on top of the featureless moon like surface that was Flora's belly at the same time, Lily stumbling as the bears deposited her.

Ellaria strode forward, as if her stride from the estate had been unbroken from the climb, her boots stepping across Flora's skin.

She quickly came to her destination at the center, a very nervous Lily dancing in her wake.

Ellaria pursed her lips as she looked down at the gnome. She was-

"Oih! What the hell! Why are you walking all over me with boots on!"

The gnome looked up from where she was eating a chocolate pudding and fiddling with a certain glowing rectangle.

Instead of looking like the recursively orgasming unconscious mess the teenagers had hoped for, the gnome looked positively radiant, her even thiccer body glowing with golden life and vitality, her cheeks tinged with pink from sheer healthiness. Her breasts, hips, and thighs had swelled to match her even more motherly health, her pussy cheerfully gaped, the puffy muff around it twice as fat as it had been and her clit grown from the size of a thumb to that of a fist. even her fleshy donut like cervix had grown, going from something cute to something that shifted forward up her passage opening and closing and mouthing at the air, as if searching for fresh cock and curious of the visitors.

"She's a monster! She's not real!" cried out Tami, "She's not a gnome! She's some kind of demon! No one could recover so quickly from that!"

Flora scowled. "Shut it brat."

"N-no! s-stop! HELP! HELP ME!"

Tami screamed as her head was taken hold of by Flora's power and pressed forward, her face pressed into the soft gape of Sarah. The screams of the teenager became muffled.

Ellaria and Lily stared at the teenagers who had been made into a floating triangle. Tami's face in Sarah's gape, Sarah's face in Ruby's gape, and Ruby's face in Tami's gape.

The mess of girls flailed and struggled as they were held in place but could do nothing under Flora's raw magical power.

"Flora, is that our benefactor's daughter who you are suffocating on her friend?"

"Hmm? Oh right. Those thieves were trying to pump me while I slept. Thought I had better teach them a lesson. Parents these days just don't know how to discipline their brats."

Ellaria let out a sigh as the muffled screams from the teenage triangle became louder.

"Flora, would you kindly let the idiot teenagers go."

The trio instantly dropped, falling to the soft ground where they pulled their heads from each other's pussies, hair drenched with wet which dripped across the smooth skin of Flora as they were freed.

"Tch." grumbled Flora.

Tami took in great heaving breaths as she lay limp.

"I. Am. Going. To. Kill. You." she breathed with every pant.

"You can try," murmured Flora as she continued to fiddle with the glowing rectangle.

Tami turned on Ellaria. "I demand you discipline your bandmate! She attacked us out of nowhere! For no reason!"

"And I suppose these tubes leading up to her have nothing to do with you?"

Tami's eyes darted to them and she licked her lips. "Uhm, th-they were already there."

Ellaria rolled her eyes. "I don't have time for this. Look, we're in crisis." She pointed to the side where a great cream-white belly rose above the estate, a twin to Flora except with a suitably large dragoness laying atop it. "Lady Alexandria is here to imprison and take Fey away. You will never get any of Fey ever again unless we can do something to stop her."

The teenagers quickly sat up hearing that, laser focusing on Ellaria with extreme concern.

"What do we need to do?"

"I intend to have Fey cum, then to take that cum and quickly pump it into the dragoness until she can't move. Then we shall make our escape. For that I need Flora here to pin the dragoness in place and manipulate the estate's pumps."

"Uh, that's easier said than done, boss, and there's only like one pump," murmured Flora.

"Th-there's more. Father bought loads of the things, I think he was worried about Fey filling the staff like me."

"Great, then we will be relying on you."

"But Fey is dry like a desert! I don't think she can perform!"

"Don't worry about that part, me and Lily have it handled."

---

"I didn't want any of this! I just wanted to find my goddamned Arch-Soulomancer so he can tell me what is wrong with me!"

The enormous dragon head neared and Fey's hair billowed.

"Wrong with you? A defect in my brightest treasure?"

"Yes, actually… well, maybe. There's like this really really big dark thing and it's bigger than a planet! And erm, it may or may not be s-secret balls, uh, but maybe not, it could just be something else, uh… but it could be bad! Really bad! The Arch-Soulomancer ran away screaming!"

"Hrmm. Did this Arch-Soulomancer of yours perchance wear a gaudy purple robe and have a beard down to his knees?"

"Yes?"

"I'm afraid you've been lied to. That idiot couldn't tell up from down. I mean what is this prattle he told you about planets and balls? No doubt he charged some exorbitant amount as he always does, the little weasel has a monopoly in Bine."

"It's not prattle! I've seen it! In the void! and he must have run screaming for a reason!"

"Yes, so that he could pocket the money without showing he is too incompetent to actually do anything. You were scammed. Clearly you are too naive to live independently in this world Fey, you are constantly being preyed on by those who would take advantage. It is much better now that you are mine."

"That m-might be true, but it doesn't change the fact that I've witnessed the big thing myself! and- and how else did I make you so big! I don't have balls that- okay I have pretty large balls sometimes, but still! you should be afraid! my- my thingy is very scary and you shouldn't want me and should leave me alone!"

The dragoness peered down at the centaur and narrowed her eyes. She then turned and looked down at her vast belly. It was very large. She looked back at the centaur. She was very small.

"Hmm. Perhaps there is some merit in understanding such a mystery. Very well."

"Very well?"

"Yes, I shall summon a real Arch-Soulomancer, one that isn't some idiot non-dragon, but one who actually knows what they are doing, a dragon from the dragon capital. I'm sure Excalivania won't mind me borrowing one of her relatives."

Fey twitched. "You're going to bring another dragon, to inspect me?"

"Yes, if this dark planet you speak of is dangerous we shall find out."

There was a certain something to be said for the offer, a guarantee to find out what was happening to her. But then, if she accepted, she somehow doubted she would ever be able to escape from the dragoness's clutches.

"But I'm sure it's fine," said Alexandria, waving a set of claws. "And you shall remain mine forever."

Fey needed a way to scare the dragoness, some way to make her not want her.

It was time to drop a bomb on the dragon's head.

"J-just so you know my cum m-makes other species pregnant. So..."

"What a silly idea, who told you such a thing?"

"No one, I know it's true because I've seen it!"

"Did you have a dream and forgot it wasn't real?"

"No! I have sex with a girl and then she gets pregnant, really really quickly! and then later, once she's full, she starts birthing lots and lots of eggs!"

Fey's hair was blown back from her head as the giant dragon head abruptly lowered down near her, so close she could reach out an arm and pat the dragoness's snout. Fey trembled in terror.

"What… What did you just say…"

"It h-happens really fast uh?"

"No."

"Uhm, eggs?"

"Eggs."

"Y-yeah eggs! So if you don't want to be filled with so many eggs you can't move and lots of children, well… I suppose that already happened, and you are like mega preggers, but still if you don't want to get even more preggers like Flora then you should let me go! I'm not just a masturbation toy! A dildo can't impregnate you!"

The dragon stared at her as if she was insane.

"Eggs… How many eggs are we talking about…"

"Like so many! You wouldn't be able to handle it, just your womb heaving full and fat with hundreds and hundreds of eggs! Just look at Flora! She's helpless!"

The dragoness licked her lip.

"Who is this… Flora?"

"Uhm, the gnome who is big like you?"

The dragon frowned then to Fey's relief moved her head away from her. The dragoness turned to see the great sphere that was Flora, a belly as large as her own.

"Ah yes, the other one like Tarra and Ryoka, a precious seed reserve for me to absorb."

"N-not just cum!" yelled Fey distantly.

The dragoness frowned further, shifting and moving her long neck to examine her twin in size.

Fey wondered how the gnome girl was going to react as the dragoness reached out a hand and hesitantly pressed it against the smooth surface of Flora.

She half expected the gnome to attack but after a moment nothing happened.

The dragoness pressed against her belly, and brought her head near, tilting to listen.

"Clack clack?" murmured the dragoness. She listened closer as she massaged Flora's belly. After a moment she reared back. "This is all eggs?! All of it?!" Apparently Flora was speaking to her. She nodded her head in understanding, listening, then turned back to Fey.

"You are so… virile, that you can inseminate any female no matter the difference in species… with eggs."

"Erm, yes."

"Your value has just shot up. No male dragon can fill me with so much cum and fill me with so many eggs, a half dozen is considered a good clutch, your's number in the thousands. I… may need to look into acquiring extra security for such a valuable possession."

…Not really the result Fey had been looking for. She couldn't help but think things had just been made so much worse.

She felt something tap at her nethers hidden behind the door frame and turned back to see Ellaria. With her was a doll of lily standing on a pair of bear's shoulders and along with her Rina, who was looking the worse for wear, a few cuts and bruises on her. Hanging back and looking guilty were Tami and her friends.

Fey glanced back at the dragoness to find her talking with Flora again, most likely about eggs.

She turned and quickly shot a bolt of healing through the Lamia as well as several injured maids that the bears had delivered. Rina gave her a grateful look.

"S-so what are we doing? I've been talking to the dragoness Ella, but I think I'm just making things worse, she seems to really really want me now!"

"The plan is simple. We're going to pump her so full of your cum that she can't fly, and then we are going to ride out of here on top of Flora."

Fey stared at her. "That's not a very reasonable plan Ella, if you don't mind me saying. I- I can't have sex like this! She's really really big and I'm really really empty! and anyway she'd just take it out and fly after us!"

"You won't be doing it with her directly, I doubt Flora would be able to hold her down for so long. Also does your interaction with any of the girls you have really filled suggest they would want to be emptied of your seed? Trust me, once she's stuffed full with cum she'll stay like that and she won't come after us."

"Alright, I guess I can maybe believe that, but I can't do that Ella! I'm empty! I can't even fill a girl as large as a room let alone enough to ground a freaking dragoness!"

"Uhm I have maybe got something to help with that."

Fey blinked and looked down to see Lily.

"You do?

"Yes, I, ah, got my Limit Break, and it's uh, something."

You did?"

"Mhmm. After something I did to flora… but that's not important, I have a way to overcome that problem Fey, to stimulate you enough that you will cum like you did at the palace. Maybe much more, enough that Alexandria won't be able to move an inch let alone fly!"

Despite herself Fey was curious about what the otterkin had to offer.

"Basically I can make it so that you can have sex with multiple girls at once and feel the stimulation all at the same time, each layered on top of each other so you feel each individual girl culimating in a layered orgasm that should make you ejaculate a lot. It's sort of like something I do with my plushies but in reverse."

"A-and the cum?"

"That works as normal except divided, your cum will be equally split between each girl, and then we only need to have Flora pin the dragoness in place and use the pumps connected to the loins of each girl to quickly pump the dragoness huge."

Fey stared at the doll. Penetrating lots of girls, at the same time? She couldn't help but like the idea of that. "H-how many girls? A dozen?"

Ellaria shook her head. "No, that's too few, this will be a much larger operation than that. We will need to seek out volunteers."

Fey licked her lips, her hooves shifting with nervous energy. To breed dozens of girls at the same time? fifty? The thought sent a shiver up her back in anticipation.

"I'm in, I can go fetch the other orc girls from the bar, they'd jump on the idea, even if it's sharing the load." Fey turned to see Glasha approaching.

"I imagine my maids will want to take part, they have been sniffing around you more than enough. I myself shall of course be of much greater value, a Lamia can extract so much more than others from a partner in the bedroom… especially when my goddam property is on the line."

"I can get my classmates from school. After I shared the newsletters with them they wouldn't stop bothering me about access to Fey."

"I'll go too," said Ruby.

"That's good, I've already sent out my teddy bears with letters offering this as an opportunity, together we should hopefully find a few people willing to volunteer."

"What do I need to do?" said Fey.

"Absolutely nothing Fey, just hang around here, make sure the crazy dragoness doesn't decide to burn down the estate or anything, and otherwise stay calm and collected."

The plan came together quickly after that. Bears bustling past holding letters and notes of invitation as maids cleaned the dining hall up, brushing away the dust and debris and making the place acceptable to receive visitors. A lot of visitors.

Fey did her best not to panic, occasionally popping her head out by the door to show the dragoness she was still there.

The preparations were finally completed with the addition of a large open top box that was put beside fey where she stood in the doorway.

A line was forming behind her, one made up of maids of the estate. As she tried her best not to let the dragon know what was up, the front maid in the queue stepped forwards, placed her lips on her horse balls and gave them a loving kiss.

Then she danced away and flicked a lock of her hair into the waiting box.

The next maid stepped up and embraced her balls, practically snogging the things. It took Ellaria grabbing her by the shoulder and hauling her off for her to stop.

The maid pouted but tossed some of her hair into the box.

The touch was of course for the gift of elasticity, and the hair was of course for the connection.

Fey knew that at least a few of the estate's maids had slipped into her room at night and fondled her length; she had been woken enough times by their excited naked bodies being pressed against her. She wondered how many of the maids here were lying about not having the elasticity and were using this as a chance to simply touch her balls... It couldn't be all of them, could it?

The procession of maids into the dining hall continued. There were rather a lot and Fey settled in to wait as maid after maid licked and slobbered and kissed at her balls as they passed by.

It took a while.

---

A determined group consisting of two teenagers, an orc, and dozens of teddy bears streamed toward the front gates of the estate.

"Is that normal?" asked Glasha, eyeing the dozen or so girls who were hanging off the bars of the front gate and peering within. She had found a short skirt to replace her ripped apart shorts from somewhere, it wouldn't have done to walk around half naked in public even for an orc.

"Mm, pretty much. Ever since Fey started staying we get a few hangers around. More and more as the newsletter blew up. The maids usually chase them away though."

Ruby unlocked the front gates as she spoke and the group of girls tried to rush inside.

Glasha took hold of the gates and prevented them from going further with her body.

"You want in? you want Fey?"

The question sent a ripple of chattering through the gaggle of girls.

Glasha grabbed up a note from one of the passing bears and shoved it into one of the girl's hands. "Follow the instructions on this and try not to get in the way yes?"

The girl took the note blankly and began to read it. The other girls peered over her shoulder reading it too as Glasha and the teenagers pushed past.

Once outside they quickly made their way away from the estate and into the city streets proper. It wasn't long before they were forced to split up though, the teenagers headed toward their school as Glasha went to her favourite bar.

She arrived quickly. It was nearby and being seven foot tall tended to give a long stride that ate up ground, especially so when the need was quite urgent.

The signboard above the door read, 'The Green Bitch'.

Glasha pushed inside, the heat and smoke and the smell of spilt ale and sweat washing over her. It was the smell of home.

The roar of noisy orcs was deafening. Unfortunately orcs always had an opinion and weren't afraid to share or talk over each other in a competition to be heard. All orc bars tended to be like this.

There was of course a mix of male and female orcs, the guys flirting and boasting and flexing like peacocks to the girls. Not very successfully. Glasha doubted that they knew every single female orc there almost certainly had a piece of Fey shaped mini rubber in their panties.

She grabbed hold of the nearest female orc and bellowed in her ear, trying to make herself heard over the noise.

The girl blinked at her in confusion, then looked down at the hand gripping her shoulder. To Glasha's dismay she realised the orc had drunk more than a few and found a fist headed toward her face.

She slipped by it and flipped the orc over her knee sending her crashing to the ground.

Not even that slowed the packed bar from its mayhem, although it did trigger a fight as the orcs ale mug whipped from her hand and crashed over the heads of a group nearby.

The fighting quickly spread, fists flung, chairs smashed, beer splashed.

Sometimes being an orc was such a hassle.

She strode toward the wooden bar and climbed on top, giving her a view over the now near rioting crowd.

Then she turned and lifted the near full size fey dildo from its bracket over the bar. The thick heavy thing dipping in her grip.

A few girls had taken notice and were staring wide eyed.

Glasha was happy to give them a show and she flipped up her new skirt and in one motion slipped the dildo into herself, her breasts wobbling madly as her belly bulge crashed into them.

The noise in the bar petered off as the sight of an orc taking a cock the size of a leg drew all attention.

"Any girl here wanna be able to take a real cock? Then follow me out of this shithole, Fey is waiting for you."

She jumped down, dildo still inside, and strode out the bar.

After a moment every girl in the place hurried after her.

---

Ruby crouched down at the back of the class and tried to catch the attention of someone she knew.

"Psst, psst, hey!"

The teenager she was trying to catch the attention of lifted her head away from the paper she was bent over, ink stained hands coming away with a quill as she turned to look down at Sarah.

"Wh-what are you doing?!" whisper-hissed the teenager back.

"You like Fey right? You liked the newsletter?"

The teenager glanced across the class to check if anyone was watching.

"I mean, sure, really really good to uh, you know, do stuff to, in private."

The teenager rocked her hips back and forth nervously.

Ruby eyed the wooden chair she was sat upon. A few lines of clear fluid were rolling toward its edges and dripping down.

"You've got one of the minis I sold you inside you now Celia?"

The elf flushed red with embarrassment.

"Y-you can't say anything, you had a way way bigger one, we all saw your blouse nearly breaking around your tummy!

It was Sarah's turn to look a bit embarrassed.

"But then you saw Ruby and came running right? When she flashed the class."

"It was kinda hard not to after reading those damned newsletters. It's one thing reading, but another to see a girl's rear parted with so much.... so much…"

She squirmed on the chair, a little breathy sound escaping her lips as a fresh rivulet joined the others.

"I can get you the real deal. Not these mini things, but the real Fey, just like in the newsletter."

The teenager's eyes widened.

"All for the low low price of five gold."

"Goddamit Sarah, I swear you absolutely ripped us off last time."

"Hey, do you want to have your pussy absolutely ravaged by massive throbbing horse cock or not? you'll never get another chance."

The teenager bit her lip.

"When?"

"Now. we need to go now, right now."

"Now? but it's the middle of class!"

Celia's voice unfortunately came out a little loud and an authoritative voice came from the front of the class.

"Sarah. Ruby. Stand up."

The pair slowly stood from where they crouched, looking guilty. Ruby from another row that she had slowly been working her way down, talking to each girl.

"You skip class multiple times and when you finally deign to come back you think it appropriate to interrupt my lesson by crawling around gossiping with others?"

The teacher stepped away from the blackboard and lifted a cane from his desk.

"To the front of the class please."

The two teenagers stood up hesitantly, fearful of what was coming, their feet slow as they moved to the front, dozens of eyes watching them go.

They stood by the teacher's desk, nervously glancing between the teacher and the wooden cane held in his hand.

"I didn't want to do this, but the children of the rich and wealthy seem to only understand pain and shame. Bend over."

Ruby and Sarah glanced at each other, nodded, then leaned over.

Their hands darted down at the same time and their short flitty skirts were flicked up over their hips revealing that they weren't wearing panties.

The both of them slipped and hooked fingers into their puffy muffs and hauled back, stretching themselves and exposing their massive gapes to the full view of the class, male and female both, their pink insides and donut like cervixes visible to the sea of stunned teenagers.

"If you want something as awesome as this!"

"Then come to Tami Besindral's place!"

"Within the next hour!"

"But don't leave it for later or you'll miss out!"

The two turned and legged it out of the room.

The class and the teacher were frozen in stunned silence.

Then every single girl in the class lunged from their chairs and stampeded toward the doors after them.

---

The room was dark and very very warm and humid. In the gloom flesh could be seen moving, huge arcing curves of soft flesh that pressed and slipped against each other, unbelievably huge breasts each at least the size of a wooden carriage, the perfect blemish free massive softness of each breast capped with an engorged thigh-thick nipple. The nipples were stiff and reddened because each of them was enclosed in a glass nozzle that applied a powerful vacuum force, slurping on each one, gulping gallons of milk down and sending it through one of the many clear rubber tubes that passed through and intertwined the many breasts.

The near total dark of the room was filled with soft and gentle moaning, the female bodies attached to the enormous breasts lying messily over each other, on each other's breasts or bodies, legs entwining, fingers curled with their fellow girl's fingers, sometimes clutching harder as a shiver rolled up their bodies.

The expansive room was filled end to end with girls, their breasts filling every available space, spilling up against the walls, the corners, massive breasts lying over each other.

The nozzles continued to work as the cowkins were pumped and pumped of milk that just seemed to come without stop, their breasts always producing more, gradually overwhelming the nozzles' capacity.

Above this space filled end to end with moaning lazing cowkins was a catwalk. Upon the catwalk a number of oiled men walked, each of them with a long staff. On the end of each staff was a massive rubber horse cock.

A staff was lowered down and the cock pressed into the puffy pussy of a limp cowkin, her moans rising as she was penetrated, the man above thrusting the thing down, his biceps bulging as he stirred up the cowkin's cunny.

The man he had replaced gave him a relieved look, massaging his sore muscles as he stepped away for a break.

The staff plunged down, and with it dozens of other staffs, plunging dildos in and out of the insensate cowkins, sometimes two dildos to one pussy, anything to stimulate the cowkins further, make them produce more milk, better milk.

A cowkin with a comparatively reasonable chest size, although still with some canyon-like cleavage, strode across the catwalk, her high heels clicking on the steel.

"Stir the producers harder! Faster! put your backs into it! we are this close to forcing them to produce platinum grade milk!" said Bessy.

The pumping up and down of the staffs redoubled and the chorus of moaning cowkins grew louder, milk gushing into tubes, straining them wider.

She nodded in satisfaction, a small smile appearing as she looked over the scene from behind her red spectacles. She then turned and strode back to her office, clipboard in arm.

Down below a teddy bear made its way up the slope of a massive breast before sliding down the other side, bouncing off a nipple before he came to a stop in front of a certain cowkin.

The cowkin looked down blearily at the bear, the constant haze of milky pressure and pleasure lifting for once.

The bear coughed politely into its paw and lifted up a sheet of paper.

Melly's eyes darted back and forth as she read, brow rising as the spell broke and she became fully alert.

Her grip tightened around her friend's hand and the owner of the hand she held turned to see her.

"Wh-what is it?" said Taylor.

"It's from Lily, she says Fey's in trouble, she needs us."

"We're in trouble Melly! This feels too good, I just want to lie like this forever! I can't think!"

"You want to lie here while Fey is lost forever?"

Taylor wiped at her eyes. "Wait what?"

Melly began struggling, standing atop the breasts she was lying across, her feet sinking into its softness.

"I know you lot have something left in you other than getting milked and fucked silly all day everyday!"

A soft grumble went up from the milky cowkins, someone muttered for her to shut up.

"You want to lie here as our breeder is imprisoned by a Dragon? Fey is in danger and we might never see her again, she might never mate with us again, we might never feel that joy again! Real actual sex! True breeding!"

There was a collective pause, and then the cowkins began shouting, struggling, their voices forming a collective roar as they struggled against each other.

Feet pressed down on breasts as the cowkins rose and… sometimes rubber hoses. The cowkins howled as glass milking nozzles were ripped from their nipples and milk gushed freely into the vast room.

Panic took hold and a struggle, more nozzles came free. The milk started to rise, breasts floating on the liquid as it reached five foot, then higher, the room filling.

A door slammed open with a slosh of milk on the catwalk and Bessy looked on in fury at the lake of milk atop which floated flailing cowkins, their breasts spraying in every direction.

Her anger turned to fear however as with a terrible crack the walls started to give.

---

Boze stretched her wings over her head with a yawn and flopped back on the bed.

"You know, for all the times I've used my crossbow to save her damned precious caravan my pay really doesn't reflect it."

The brown skinned and green feathered harpy girl lazed on the bed.

"That's just her Class caravan Boze," said a dogkin who was perched on the edge of the bed beside her, she was fidgeting a lot, her legs pressing together. "That's the one she cares about, her personal project, but there's so many other much more mundane caravans she owns, you should just count yourself lucky you're on one that doesn't go through a really dangerous area."

"Yeah whatever. Still not getting paid enough either way, bloody penny pinching merchants. I mean have you even seen this place Zal? It's lke that dumb snake decided to compete with a dragon for extravagence."

"I- I s-struggle to n-notice honestly," the labrador dogkin drew in a long shuddering breath. "Her musk, her pheromones are freaking everywhere here Boze! I feel like I'm going to fucking explode!"

"If you must explode please do it over there. I would rather not get blood on my fur, I spent rather a lot going to a stylist and having my fur shampooed," came a voice.

Boze pushed a wing under her head and tilted it up so she could pear over her breasts at the speaker.

A blonde minotaur stood there, her fur so conditioned it was as fluffy as a husky, fluffier than Zal. She wore a red dress over the top, one parted at the legs on either side, the split going up well above her hips, the red cloth dipping between her thighs.

"Did you come expecting a dance at a ball or something?"

Astrid scowled at her.

"I saw Fey's reaction to that dress the elf wore. I… wanted to try to get the same reaction…"

"Didn't bloody work did it?" laughed Baerinda. She was lazing in an armchair, one leg kicking. "She didn't even notice you were there at lunch, and I saw you perking up, pushing your chest out."

"Sh-shutup! She was just distracted by that girl hanging off her cock!"

"You're just not going about it the right way Astrid" said Chloe from where she sat at the bedroom dressing table.

"Oh and you have? What the hell do you even call that?"

The minotaur spun around in the swivel chair to reveal she was bottomless. She had found some glue from somewhere and a box full of Rina's gemstones, the minotaur had carefully glued the gemstones around her gape in a constellation of glittering bedazzlement, there were even tiny gemstones on her clit.

"It's called fashion Astrid, gape fashion, it's going to be big, I promise you."

"Ugh. Whatever. When is Rina getting here anyway. She promised us a job on her next trip after we impressed her at the medal ceremony."

Boze raised her hand from where he was flopped on the bed. "That was my recommendation by the way. I saw you there. It was pretty funny when you punted that noble lady over the crowd."

"Wasn't my fault, they were going insane over Ellaria. It was like a horde of undead swarming out of a crypt to bite your face off."

"Yeah that's why I thought you'd be a fit, seeing you defend the stage as it fell under siege, it was just like defending a caravan from monsters."

"Uh, right, sure."

"G-gods this is reeally hnff, getting to me!"

"Are you okay Zal?"

"No, I need, I need cock okay! this heat is driving me insane!"

"So use your dildo."

"Didn't bring it with me! hnffnfnf!"

Chloe suddenly held out a hand and a white liquid streamed from a bottle on her hip, flowing into a ball above her palm before forming a shape, rising up and forming a tower, a towering life size Fey horse cock.

"You mean something like this? We've never needed to buy all that rubber people are raving about."

Zal looked at it like a starved street dog seeing a hunk of beef.

"G-give!" she made grabbing motions at the air, nearly falling from the bed, her legs squirming together as fluid dripped between her thighs.

"How about you just lie back hmm? Don't worry I do this for Astrid and Baerinda all the time, we've gotten quite good at it."

The dogkin hesitantly lay back on the bed next to Boze, spreading her legs and lifting her skirt to expose she was pantiless.

The pure white horsecock wobbled as it came down between her thighs and then gently pressed against the dogkin's pussy lips.

Zal shrieked and jerked back.

"What is that! Why does it feel all wriggly!"

"Oh, right, I forgot. I got the new stuff so you wouldn't know. I bribed a maid or two at the palace to get me this. This stuff isn't like the old Fey cum, the wrigglers are way more determined, that's what you are feeling."

"It's made of Feys sperm?!" said Zal trying to look down between her thighs from where she lay.

"Well yeah."

"G-goodd! Get it inside of me!"

The cock pressed against the dogkin's pussy, slowly spreading her wider and wider as it eased inside, the small girl's body trembling and fluttering as she was penetrated with a horse cock significantly larger than when she had last been with Fey.

She closed her eyes, just bathing in the exquisite feeling of having her puss spread so wide around good cock.

Then she opened her eyes.

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she found Fey standing over her, the centaur between her spread thighs as she eased her cock further in.

"F-Fey?!" squawked the dogkin.

"Huh," said Boze. "Considering I just saw a centaur plop out of thin air, I'm guessing that's not actually Fey and is just an illusion." she waved a wing vaguely and her feathers bent back as they pressed against the illusion. Boze's eyes widened in surprise.

Baerinda winked. "Better than an illusion. I got a ton more tricks since I leveled up so much after Fey. Honestly we all leveled up a crap load, so much so that I'm pretty sure we've all overtaken our captain."

Zal squealed as Fey eased her hips further forward, her horse thighs spreading her thighs apart as the front hooves rested either side of her head.

"That's uh, a really fuckign convincing illusion."

"Ah if you know what to do you can break it, it's not really real, but yeah it's a bit harder now, it's more 'real' if you know what I mean."

"Say, uh, would there be a the possibility of someone else getting in on this?"

White liquid poured from the bottle before she even finished speaking and an array of Fey cocks appeared floating in the air. They spread out across the bedroom and as Boze blinked they were replaced by a dozen Feys, the room instantly becoming packed full as the massive centaurs filled all space.

The Feys turned as one toward the bed and smiled adorably.

Boze looked up at them, her lips slightly parted.

"Woah."

"You get used to it. we pretty much go to sleep each night cuddling with loads of Feys, that is after some intimate time with them."

"Fey!" wailed Zal beside her as the centaur began to slowly saw her massive cock back and forth in the small dogkin's pussy, her skirt straining to the limit around her belly bulge.

Boze swallowed as a shadow fell over her and she looked up to see a very large centaur looming overhead. Fey was quite a lot tall and larger than when they had traveleld to Bine. It was intimidating, yet also incredibly fucking arousing.

Boze grabbed at her short shorts and frantically pulled and tugged them off, then her green bird themed panties, flicking them over the tip of her bird feet.

"Alright you big fucker, come and ruin me!"

"Yes, Boze!" whinnied Fey as she rose up and slammed her feet down on the bed above Boze.

"The illusions can speak!?" squawked the harpy as the massive cock fell down between her thighs. She looked down to see, her blemish free brown skin becoming speckled with beads of clear fluid as the tip of the horse cock sprinkled pre cum over her belly, all over her pussy, as if to lubricate her for its size.

Boze could admit it might have been necessary, it was a fucking enormous cock and her breath hitched as Fey eased her hips in and pressed against her nethers, slowly spreading her wider and wider until her pussy was slipping, stretched around the tip, happy to have Fey home.

Fey moaned above her head, her hooves shifting, the carthorse-like things right beside her head. It would only take a wrong move and she could be crushed beneath one of the enormous hooves, but that only seemed to turn Boze on further, the danger of mating with such a wild and massive beast.

The centaur sawed forward and she watched as her belly rose from her body, a sleeve for horse cock.

"ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck"

She groaned as she distended around the horse cock, smooth toned stomach wrapping around the equine shape, rising up to part her indecently round breasts before easing back down to her mons.

it felt like nothing she had ever felt, her first time doing it with Fey just didn't compare, there was just so much more of her now, so much more for her nerves to be stimulated by.

Her toes curled tight as she let out a soft moan, a stream of her juices running down over her ass cheeks as the pleasure mounted, the centaur easing back and forth, slowly accelerating.

It would have been nice to just exist like that, pure femininity below a massive yet gentle stallion, slowly being driven to a ecstasy.

Shclorrk!Shclak!-Schluuurk!

"AIIIEIEEEE!!"

Boze turned to the side to find Zal being pumped hard, horse thighs slapping at her legs as her Fey slammed into her pussy over and over, the wet vaccuum of her vagina creating the most incredible noise.

"You can take it easy Zal, you don't need to rush it," moaned Boze as her Fey eased back.

"You're wrong! I need more, more Fey! Faster! Harder! More Fey! Ruin meeee!"

Boze blinked as a second shadow fell over her. Two of the other Feys had approached the other side of the bed and reared their hooves up onto it, their massive three foot seven inch cocks swaying beneath their barrels.

"Give! Give us more cock! harder! Give us everything!" squealed Zal.

"Uh, us?" whispered Boze before her Fey rammed her hips home, medial ring roughly slamming past her lower lips as her womb was parted.

The harpy threw her head back and full throatedly screamed as she squirted.

Which was unfortunate timing as the new Feys leapt into action, thrusting forward with perfect aim.

Boze found her face crashing against the massive horse cock, her mouth pressing against its slightly curved surface, spreading her lips wider and wider until with a shclorck she found her lips stretched obscenely wide and her tongue crushed flat as horse cock crashed into the back of her mouth and then drove down her throat.

She screamed around the penetration, wings scrabbling frantically as her neck gained a distention as thick as her thigh.

Despite her screams the two Feys didn't stop, thrusting harder and harder into her, the two Feys grabbing hold of each others hips as they double teamed the harpy, a mirror to the dogkin who was also getting the same treatment.

Boze's frantic wings lowered to her stomach where she felt a second bulge emerge, one that pushed aside the first, two bulges next to each other rubbing against each other as the cocks pulled back and were roughly thrust back in over and over.

Despite her panicked screams Boze rose up in the air, straining straight as her toes splayed, squirting and spraying down the Fey's barrel.

She tried to scream harder, but the length slamming down her throat over and over made it difficult and she could only flail as the two Feys used her as one.

With so much cock slamming into her she barely knew what was going on, yet she still managed to glance to the side to see a similar scene with Zal the dogkin speared between Two Feys, her belly bulges fighting.

Boze was fairly sure she was losing her mind, unable to even yell to tell the Feys to stop or slow.

Unfortunately the Feys seemed to still be listening to the last command they had been given.

More.

Boze shrieked as she was lifted up into the air, the two Feys straining their hips to raise her away from the bed. She was lifted up on cock, then lowered.

To her horror she didn't come down on bed, no she came down on the heavy slabbed muscle stomach of another Fey, a Fey who had slipped underneath on her back.

She was brought down and the third Feys cock rose to meet her, the tip aiming for just below the first's penetration, where a small pucker was being pushed back by her massive vaginal penetration.

The third fey thrust with all the power of a stallion and Boze's eyes rolled up as her butthole was spread wide by another massive Fey cock, slipping into her passage and thrusting deep inside.

A third bulge appeared in her belly, her stomach distended by three huge cocks.

She screamed even as she squirted, the three Feys sawing into her over and over, feet of cock thrusting up into her, her body nothing but a sleeve for centaur cock, a condom stretched around three groaning Feys using her body to relieve themselves.

It was overwhelming, her senses knew nothing but horse cock, her mind, even her very soul felt like it was filled with thrusting pounding horse cock. She felt like she had gone past her limits, more cock than girl, yet strangely, she found herself enjoying it, more than enjoying it, to be so utterly utterly dominated as her vision flashed, the snap crackle of orgasming so hard lighting her up.

She half wondered if she had found a new fetish.

A whinny came from behind and a fourth fey rushed forward to muffled Boze's screams of alarm.

This centaur rammed into the first centaur, pushing it up onto the bed with the third, and making space, space for the fourth to rear up, its front legs mounting the first, and to thrust its stiff throbbing cock between the first and third's cocks.

Boze howled as the two cocks in her were pushed up and down, spread apart by the fourth, pushing between her thighs, against the edge of her pussy, harder and harder, thusting over and over until with a scream the cock started to push her pussy down, stretching her, easing in.

With each neighed thrust the fourth Fey spread the bottom of Boze's pussy wider and the first cock up, forcing room, stretching her labia.

Then it was in and the fourth massive horse cock was stretching her pussy around it, her cunt made to take not one but two massive cocks.

The centaurs thrust and her belly became a battlefield, the mass of three separate cocks battering against her breasts as a fourth coming the other way down her throat crashed into and slid between them.

Boze was sure her body was never going to return to how it had been. She was permanently marked, her pussy stretched doublewide by horsecock, she herself couldn't imagine living without such a stuffing. Horsecock horsecock horsecock horsecock thrusting and slamming into each other inside, Feys moaning and screaming as they buried themselves deep in their broodmare, a squirting howling mess, flapping her wings madly as her pussy convulsed, squirting over the three leg sized cocks pounding between her thighs, squirt exploding around them.

It was intense.

She felt sure she would need to befriend these minotaurs, this was what they fell asleep to? They must have been sleeping very very well.

The centaurs cried out as one and thrust to the hilt.

-

Ellaria strode down the corridor looking for a certain door, Rina's bedroom she had been told, somewhere where she would find a group of minotaurs who would likely be interested in helping with her plan.

An ornate door appeared and she stopped outside. Then she frowned.

What was that noise coming from within?

Hesitantly she took hold of the handle and pushed it open, peering through the crack.

She stood like that for a moment. Seeing what lay within.

Then she closed the door and walked away.

"Too much Fey," she muttered.