Chapter 46 (Patreon)

Previously on Centaurus: Queues of girls line up to touch Fey's balls as Lady Alexandria is distracted by a certain glowing rectangle. Later Fey and Ellaria are finally intimate, but unfortunately not truly ultimately intimate as desired because Ellaria is forced to share Fey with many many other girls at the same time via Lily's Limit Break.

Now, Chapter 46:

"I must say I've grown to quite like these so-called Lannisters, they really are quite dragony in their thinking even if they are just humans."

"I, uh, think they are supposed to be the villains, like in a play? That's what this is right?"

"I believe we are agreed on that, a play put on to entertain, albeit the most advanced play I have ever heard of. The playwrights behind this must be incredibly powerful mages of some great calibre. In fact I would think that dragons were behind it such is the advanced brilliance, but the appalling identification of dim minded 'wyverns' as noble 'dragons' makes that impossible, no dragon would ever make such a mistake."

Flora and Alexandria nodded knowingly together, two incredibly cum filled females enjoying the show emanating from the giant glowing floating rectangle.

"Watching humans fight for the pointy chair is most amusing. To think they believe they have the right to rule, it really is quite laughable. I half expect a real dragon to arrive and squish these scrawny wyverns and take over this city of 'kings landing' at any moment. A dragon ruler would never have made half as much of a pigs meal of things, we are inherently superior at ruling after all."

"I… guess? I'm more worried about these ice based undead thingys and their leaders." Flora for once seemed a little nervous and she squirmed atop her palace of a body. "I don't like seeing undead… back home we had… problems, not that you would know what I mean," she muttered.

The dragoness gave her cum dome companion a studied look. "Hmphh. You may think of your dragon rulership as aloof, but I am a warrior, I go to war, to conquer and subdue whatever I wish, cities and towns, lands and peoples. I have fought countless undead including undead gnomes."

Flora blinked. "You uh, have? You know what I'm talking about?"

A strange expression appeared on the dragoness's face. "Undead are one problem, but yes, undead gnomes are something else entirely. Each species changes uniquely in undeath, gnomes more different than most." Her tail lashed behind her. "The last group of those little fuckers that I fought gnawed off a good third of my scales, took an absolute age to regrow them properly. I often say it would be far more convenient for us dragons to simply kill and burn the entire gnome species into extinction than have to deal with the undead version."

Flora stared at her, her mouth slightly parted, clearly wondering if she had misheard, "Uhhh, hang on, you often say what now?"

But before Alexandria could reply, noises started drifting up from the estate, female voices, moans and groans and wailing and screaming, the sounds muffled and distant as they echoed from inside buildings.

The dragoness paused in lazily picking at her teeth with a claw and blinked.

"What is this? An attack on my newly acquired estate? The merchant class is counter attacking already?"

Flora glanced down warily. "Should have told them to stuff socks in their mouths first," she muttered under her breath, then to the dragoness. "Hey ain't that a Dragon on the glowy rectangle? Looks like a dragon to me!"

Lady Alexandria's head snapped around and glared daggers at Flora who swallowed nervously.

The glowy rectangle loudly announced that the wing armed reptiles were in fact dragons and Lady Alexandria grit her teeth with anger.

"I swear this must be an issue with the eyes of non-dragons, your eyeballs are simply too small to work properly, they cannot function as normal eyes do."

"Uh, yeah, something like that. It's a disability, really. Look, that dragon is burning some humans!"

"Say dragon one more time gnome and I am going to extract your disabled eyeballs."

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The front gates of the estate were hanging ajar, the ornate ironwork squeaking lightly on its hinges as it shifted in the breeze.

There was no one about and from the perspective of the entrance the estate seemed abandoned and empty, no one in attendance to close the gates. Only the great twin domes seen over the mansion rooftops gave any indication as to why the place might be deserted, especially the draconic scaled one, those with any common sense did their best to stay out of the way of dragons in general.

So it was unexpected when a group came down the empty street toward the gates. A group dressed in fabulously expensive clothing, bedecked in excruciatingly expensive jewellery and attended by many servants who carried them in open sided palanquins.

The Size Queen Tea Club arrived as ladies of high society were supposed to, making as grandiose an entrance as possible. It was a shame then that no one was around to see them arrive.

The gate squeaked in the breeze.

"Lady Ariawyn is this really the right move? I fear that we might end up simply annoying Lady Alexandria," murmured young lady Emallia.

The Lady Ariawyn looked up from a letter she was reading from an attending messenger walking alongside her palanquin.

"You should know now, I've had word that Lady Alexandria has made Fey Swifthoof her property, Fey is no longer considered a sapient being under city law, she is considered a possession."

A murmur of alarm went through the group of maybe thirty ladies.

"Wh-what does that mean? What are you saying?!"

"I'm saying that it is no longer a question of simply seducing Fey into becoming our pet. Matters have come to a head far faster than I expected, if we are to guarantee ourselves access to the item known as Fey Swifthoof then we need to either enter into Lady Alexandria's good graces and convince her to lend her centaur shaped masturbation toy to us, admittedly unlikely. Or…"

"Or?"

Lady Ariawyn pursed her lips. "Or we will be stealing the penised object for ourselves."

A gasp of horror ran through the crowd of ladies.

"B-but I don't want to die! Alexandria will glass our estates with dragon fire if she were to find out!"

"Quite. This isn't exactly the ideal scenario I would have hoped for, but I did make backup plans for this eventuality, any fool knows to include a backup dragon eventuality branching sub clause in any of their plans. Ah, it seems the keystone element has arrived just in time."

The group of noble ladies blinked and then turned as a clopping noise filled the air. They watched as a centaur made its way up the street and came to a stop outside the estate's gates alongside them.

The centaur hesitantly raised a hand and waved it.

"Uh, hey, 'sup?"

"You cannot be serious! this is! this is-!" said the noble human Lady known as Audrey. She was the only noble not to have ridden in a palanquin carried by servants, instead electing to simply walk beside for the 'exercise'. She was wearing a pair of loose silk trousers and her chest was wrapped down tightly in strips of white cloth, although she made up for this less than noble attire with an open fronted jacket which was so encrusted with diamonds and emeralds and rubies that it hurt to look at.

She waved her arm wildly at the centaur, unable to find the words.

The quite clearly, male, centaur.

"Yes. I had short notice to enact my plan but I believe this should suffice in distracting the dragoness while we steal Fey. It is quite well known that dragons struggle to tell the difference between non-dragons, we are simply small people to them who mostly all look the same."

The group of noble ladies stared at lady Ariawyn, then turned and stared at the nervously shifting centaur.

Their eyes moved from the long blonde wig he was wearing down to what was quite clearly a pair of watermelons strapped under his blouse, then down lower to under his barrel where a big black rubber Fey dildo had been attached, the tip of it dragging on the ground as Fey was so much larger than him.

The centaur nervously scratched at his beard.

"I uh, don't usually do house calls, it's just the money was so good."

Lady Ariawyn frowned. "Unfortunately finding any centaur is quite problematic as they so rarely leave the great plains, especially during the summer running season. Kevin here is currently the only other centaur available in all of Bine other than Fey."

"Wait, so he's not an actor? He's just some random guy?"

Kevin smirked, "Well I am kind of an actor, it's just my stage is the bedroom if you know what I mean." He lifted his eyebrows up and down a few times suggestively.

The group of noblewomen gave him a frosty cold stare and he quickly stopped, nervously coughing into his fist.

"You hired a male prostitute!?" hissed Audrey.

"... limited options…" muttered lady Ariawyn

"Hey, I'm a good option, everyone loves me, you would not believe the number of customers I've had since this Fey chick arrived in town. I'm a prime commodity I am, people are begging to have time with me these days. I literally get queues of girls outside my house, you know, all waiting to do it with me."

"W-wearing that?" croaked Emallia, staring at his get up.

"...Yes? I made it myself, it's quite good isn't it?"

Audrey stepped up close beside lady Ariawyn and hissed urgently in her ear.

"Literally nobody is going to believe that's Fey!"

"Would you mind moving back. And yes, the dragoness most likely will. I know dragons. I was raised in Draconica, the dragon capital. This is the thing with the eyes of dragons you see, their eyeballs are simply too large to work properly, they cannot function as normal eyes like ours do, they lack the ability to differentiate differences with us small folk. To Alexandria, Kevin will look exactly the same as Fey."

Kevin was fondling his melons and nodding in self-satisfaction as she spoke.

"We are definitely going to die," groaned Emallia.

"Nonsense. The Size Queen Tea Club fears nothing in our hunt for a larger cock and a larger stretching!... And in any case, if Lady Alexandria doesn't know where Fey is hidden she won't know what to burn down."

"Unless she burns down the entire city…"

"That… probably won't happen. Now Ladies, on me!"

The elf pointed ahead and the parade of noble ladies were carried forth into the estate, the centaur called Kevin trotting along beside them, fiddling with his bra as he went, the too-large Fey cock dragging against the paving between his hooves.

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Fey slowly extracted herself from a softly mumbling Ellaria, her hands pressing against the dome of her belly as she pulled back. As she did so her cock slipped free from the elf's lovely folds with a soft wet splch and a dribble of horse cum, the cloth of Ellaria's skirt lightly brushing against her still stiff length as she was freed to the air, her stiffness bouncing as it came down under its own weight.

Strangely, despite having ejaculated some staggering amount, Fey didn't feel particularly emptied, in fact she could feel her balls resting taut and heavy against her thighs, back to their new normal of slightly bigger than watermelon size.

Apparently just barely touching one tiny little bit of the great dark planet had been enough to recharge her tanks enough to empty them and then have some left over. She struggled to imagine what would have happened if she had drawn more than such a tiny minuscule amount into herself. An image of being trapped by the weight of her own balls appeared in her mind before she quickly discarded it.

Instead, she turned her attention to her queen brood mother... Ellaria.

The elf was of course completely insensate, flopped against her own vastness, her elegant legs lying limp, fingers vaguely clutching at her dress clad belly.

What was unusual and a new experience for Fey was that for once the clothes of her sexual partner hadn't exploded and shredded apart as Fey made her expand with cum.

The Dress was wrapped skin-tight around Ellaria's belly, its fabric somehow stretching with ease to encompass Ellaria's greater size. In effect it made her vast belly appear as a soft fabric sphere and somehow that was even more attractive to Fey's eyes than if Ellaria had been naked, somehow making the gravidity of her cummy pregnancy even more appealing.

The wonderful sight had its effect and her cock, which was still rock hard, causing it to throb and slap against her barrel, a good gallon of pre violently spraying from the tip and splashing up Ellaria's dress clad belly, soaking through the fabric and splashing back over the cream colored carpet below.

Fey blushed and turned her hips to the side so that the powerful jets of pre coming every four or five seconds missed her lover and sprayed up the wall instead.

She could have stayed like that, just looking over her conquest with infinite satisfaction forever, but there was something still weighing fearfully on her mind, a certain draconic something.

"Uhm, E-Ella, what was the next part of the plan?"

"hmmmshplan? whassha??" Ellaria slurred into her belly, a little drooly wet patch appearing on the cloth where her face pressed against it.

"Th-the plan to save us from Lady Alexandria!!"

Ellaria snuggled against her own warm mass and sighed.

"Dunno, talksh to Lils, hnnfff," mumbled the clearly extremely cum drunk elf.

Fey set her lips in a line and watched the elf rubbing her face against her belly, her eyes closed.

Clearly help wasn't coming from this quarter.

With a sigh she turned to the door and approached. They were on a timer and she simply couldn't wait for the elf to recover from her addled state, things needed to happen if she was going to save her band and herself from the dragoness.

She stepped out into the hallway and very carefully and gently closed the door behind her, leaving Ellaria in peace to work through her horse cum high.

Once it was closed she turned back from the door and with a yelp almost immediately slipped over, her hooves slipping and sliding across the marble until she crashed into the opposite wall, needing to grab hold of a table to keep herself upright. Even then her hooves wildly slid around on the frictionless floor.

She, at last, managed to steady herself and looked down to find that there was a slick white gooey substance all over the marble, a substance that seemed to be moving. To her surprise she realised she was looking at a stream of white that was slowly oozing its way down the hallway. Her gaze followed it upstream seeing that multiple tributaries fed it from multiple doorways. It didn't help that her cock was adding to it with regular excited sprays of precum, although thankfully that was starting to peter off now she was out of sight of the stupidly attractive elf.

She stared at the stream.

A stream of white… cum?

…odd.

She followed the slow oozing stream a few steps and paused at an open doorway. It was a large open doorway, one suitable for a mansion, yet it was entirely blocked by a perfectly smooth surface, a wall of skin bulging outward in an arc, unable to fit.

From beneath this solid mass little rivulets of white slowly oozed, rivulets joining up with the main stream that seeped down the hallway.

"Was this done by me…?" mumbled Fey looking at the only mark on the wall of skin, a popped out belly button straining under the liquid pressure behind it.

Fey bit her lip before moving on, trotting carefully down the hall so as to not to slip. Her dismay grew as each door she passed was simply a wall of cum belly with a little white rivulet oozing from beneath.

She wondered how the wombs of the girls had managed to contain her seed when supposedly it was possible to penetrate alongside the magic penetration of her cock, what was to stop her cum gushing back out of their pussies as soon as it was ejaculated?

She wasn't sure but whatever it was it seemed to have mostly done the job. She eyed a pair of legs dangling from the top of a doorway, feet lying limp against the owner's massive belly, the enormous steaming gape of her pussy between her exhausted thighs. The girl, whoever she was, apparently had managed to keep Fey's load inside, mostly. A long line of white oozed from the glossy pink donut of her cervix, rolling out of her gaped pussy and down onto the arc of her belly where it rained down to the floor below and joined up with the larger stream.

It seemed like Lily's Limit Break had ended the connection between Fey and the girls as soon as she finished and allowed their cervixes to snap shut, trapping her uncountable gallons of seed inside.

After passing about a dozen more blocked doors filled with cumflated girls Fey began to feel a little concern that she had also trapped herself in the mansion, locked in a labyrinth of her own making with no way out, doomed to be lost forever within a maze of softly moaning happy women who blocked all exits.

In fact, she was starting to get seriously worried as she sped up and only found more and more door blocking bellies.

"We- we didn't plan for this Ella! Your plan is going to come apart because of too many girls!"

Seriously how many girls had she passed already? It seemed like a lot and this was only one small part of the estate!

She came to a stop at what seemed to be one of the larger tributaries of the river. The main source of the stream of slowly moving white was apparently an enormous pair of double doors.

Fey looked up at them warily as the doors let out a desperate groan, wood bending under extreme load. It wasn't hard to see why, the wood was bulging out into the hallway and between the gaps where the wood was coming away over filled belly could be seen.

"This can't be good," she muttered.

There wasn't anywhere else to go apart from a staircase to the side so Fey hesitantly made her way up, climbing skillfully despite being a centaur, her hooves coming down where they needed to be.

She reached the landing and came out on a balconey over looking a great hall, a geat hall that was filled end to end with pressed together cum bellies, girls lying limp and softly groaning on top themselves or part trapped between other bellies, the hall echoed with the sound of blissful moans, a sea of extreme feminine satisifaction, toes curled and fingers clutching at soft belly, their well fucked gapes trickling white.

Knowing that this had been the plan and feeling the pussies of all these girls was one thing, but seeing the results of her actions was truly something else altogether. Fey's shoulders fell In dismay. There were just so many! and she hadn't even talked to them let alone learned their names! So many freshly made mothers carrying her offspring, soon to grow fecund with her eggs, so many broodmares for her own use, more fertile girls for her ever growing harem, a rush of satisfaction flooded her as she looked down upon her conquest, hers, all hers.

Fey blinked. Where had that feeling come from? Okay, admittedly she did love the sight of seeing so many well fucked girls, she could be honest about that, but her conquest? her girls? She knew nothing about them! They could have families! They could have husbands or boyfriends! And those husbands or boyfriends could never give these girls true satisfaction, true breeding, what they so desperately desire on a primal animal level, to be roughly fucked by the one true alpha, to be massively impregnated with her far far superior seed.

Fey shook her head. Her thoughts had gone off track again. Maybe it was the scent of so many girls, the hormonal heat of their gaped pussies was practically steaming the air and the humidity of the hall was enough to create a faint feminine mist. Clearly it was having an effect on her, she needed to get away to clear her thoughts.

She turned and flinched as she found something looking at her.

"Gods, were you standing there the whole time?!"

The brown teddy bear wearing a red scarf tilted its head at her from where it stood balanced on the gallery's balcony railing.

Fey wiped a lock of blonde hair way from her heated cheek and swallowed. Right, she had left Ellaria for a reason. The plan. The threat of the terrifying dragoness moved back to the forefront of her mind.

"Look, can you lead me to Lily, we need to do the next part of the plan, it's important! what if Alexandria starts looking for me before we're ready!"

The bear looked at her blankly for a moment before nodding quickly then jumping down onto the floor. It sprinted ahead and Fey found herself needing to hurry to catch up.

They made their way around the edge of the gallery balcony, made a turn down another hall filled with blocked doors, then down some stairs back to the ground floor. The bear wasn't very fast, or rather Fey just had a much longer stride and she found herself needing to slow down.

That is until they reached the bottom of the staircase where the bear leapt on top of a tiny miniaturised stallion harnessed by the step.

Fey watched, mouth parted in surprise, as the teddy bear galloped down the hallway on his tiny stallion steed. Apparently the stallions she absorbed and turned small were finding more and more uses.

She hurried after and this time actually needed to run to catch up, scared that she would lose sight of the bear.

It was easier said than done to keep her eyes on target of course, nearly every doorway she passed was filled with distracting cum belly, and those that were not looked over rooms filled with leaky well stuffed girls. Fey had thought the area she had been was where most of the girls were but it seemed as if every room and hall of the entire estate was filled! Was there no end?! just how badly had she underestimated the number of girls in the queue…

They at last emerged from a building and out into an ornamental statue garden.

Fey looked up to see the vast mass that was Lady Alexandria looming overhead, her vast legs spread either side of the garden, her feet in the nearby buildings and her long tail hanging directly above the garden, reaching over and coiling through the shattered buildings behind.

They were directly behind the dragoness.

She shivered. It was not a place that felt particularly safe.

"Fey!"

She turned to see a doll of Lily standing next to what appeared to be a doll of Vivi, a fluffy white furred thing, a mini chibi stitched version of the fox girl.

"Uhm, is this really the safest place to be?!" She waved an arm vaguely up at the dragoness's rear far above. "I feel like I'm about to get squished!"

"That doesn't matter, ignore the giant dragoness and use your ridiculously oversized strength to help already!" grumped the Vivi doll.

"We don't need help, my bears have this, gosh, you just don't respect me as an adventurer."

"That's because you're still a bloody apprentice!"

Fey blinked and turned to see maybe a hundred bears struggling to move an enormous iron block that nearly came up to her horse back. After a moment she realised what she was looking at, a huge pumping machine, one with levers poking out the sides to pump fluid with.

The bears were clearly struggling with the weight of the thing, their bear legs trembling under its weight. Lily might have grown extraordinarily in levels but her bears still had their limits.

She stepped forward and took hold of the thing, casually lifting it into the air and off the bears.

She turned around with it held in her arms to find the Vivi and Lily dolls staring at her.

"Where do you want this?"

"I still struggle with the idea that our healer is some kind of weight lifting beast when she looks so unmuscular," muttered Vivi.

"Uh, over here Fey," mumbled Lily gesturing behind her.

Fey trotted over and dropped the huge pump with a boom next to another smaller but similar pump. It appeared to be one of many, many pumps each of them lined up in rows amongst the statues at one end of the garden. Plugged into each pump were bundles and bundles of clear rubber tubes.

There were rather a lot of tubes, and as she followed them away they split into more tubes.

Was all this for the girls she had bred?

"Uhm, Lily, j-just how many, uh, girls did you get to touch my balls and then connect to me?"

The Lily doll tapped her chin in thought. "I kind of lost count to be honest, but somewhere around eight or nine hundred girls I think. I might have maybe overdone it, just a little."

"Eight or-!!!!" Fey suddenly felt faint and wobbled on her legs, nearly falling over and having to grab hold of a nearby statue of Rina to remain standing. "I… I thought maybe two hundred at most," she mumbled, she surely hadn't even seen some of those touching her balls as she had been watching the dragoness, so many girls she didn't know, all now thoroughly impregnated by her. She needed to find a list of names or- or something!

She suddenly had a thought and turned on the doll.

"Why didn't you just connect me directly to the dragoness, why did I have to do it with eight or nine h-hundred girls?!"

"Oh I tried, but you need something of the target to make a link remember. Turns out it's nearly impossible to rip a scale of a dragon and they don't have any hair to use instead, so…," she shrugged. "Anything we could have done to steal a scale would have also gotten her attention."

Fey buried her face in her hands and groaned.

"Plus we needed you to cum like a lot more than normal despite running dry, sooo…"

"See, I was totally justified!" came a voice.

Fey peaked from between her fingers to see a large soft shape amongst the statues and trees. She blinked as she realised she was looking at Tami, her cum belly so large it was pressing up against various statues of her mother.

"No you weren't, you were supposed to help with moving these pumps!" said Lily.

"Didn't I?"

"Yeah, until you started writhing and moaning and then expanding before passing out. Sneaking your hair into the box wasn't part of the plan Tami, we needed you."

"Oh and like you didn't do the same. I saw your dolls twitching and writhing on the ground, don't act like you didn't add to the box too."

The Lily and Vivi doll appeared to look a little ashamed hearing that and avoided her gaze.

Tami rolled her eyes. "Whatever, we're late but this is still fine so let's just get on with it, how much cum does this dragon bitch even need anyway?"

The teenager snapped her fingers together a few times and ropes started writhing into the air, grabbing hold of the tubes and dragging them indoors where female shrieks of alarm soon after emanated from the nearby buildings.

"A lot Tami," said Lily.

The voice of Flora drifted over.

"Look that dragon is becoming an undead!"

"I demand you stop calling them dragons gnome!"

"But-!"

"Quiet! I can tell you are simply trying to distract me with your sheer unbelievable stupidity. Clearly, you are enthraled to whoever is attacking my estate."

The dragoness's head rose high and looked down upon her property.

"I demand you show yourselves scoundrels, if you have touched my Fey I shall burn you all alive. You have until the count of three before I start making ash of these buildings... One."

"Ohshitohshitohshit," groaned Lily, "We're not ready!"

"Doesn't matter! We're going all in!" yelled Vivi.

A rumble came from one end of the garden and then after a moment a building's windows and doors blew out, wood and glass going everywhere as masses of tentacles exploded forth, lashing and writhing into the air, huge person thick tubes of glossy white slime monster.

The tentacles rushed forth and spiralled up the dragon's tails and legs in an instant.

"Two- arghwhatthefuckisthat!?" came a draconic shriek.

The dragoness immediately began thrashing, her wings rising up into the air as tentacles swarmed over her body, tying down her legs and tail and diving around her vast belly, before latching onto her arms.

Still the dragoness seemed like she would be able to free herself, she was still able to move fairly well despite the entanglement and Wummy was clearly struggling.

That is until a voice bellowed.

"Kill and burn all gnomes into extinction you say?! Well FUCK YOUUUUU!!"

An ungodly force crashed down on the dragoness and her tail and arms and legs crushed down against the ground, her belly rolling outward slightly as her body was pressed into it making it wider. Her wings that had been flapping at the air splatted against the ground as what seemed like countless tons of weight hooked onto them. Lastly her head smashed down into the dining hall with a boom, her neck flattening against the ground.

So great was the force and magic being applied to the dragoness that the air above her body gained a rippling heat haze.

Still, despite all this, the dragoness fought ferociously, struggling and twitching, fighting back against the slime and gnome pinning her down, snarling and snapping.

"Gogogo!" cried Lily and teddy bears leapt onto the many levers on the many pumping machines as a bundle of roped together rubber 'out' tubes started to rise into the air, the ropes tied around them guiding them like a great snake.

Fey watched in disbelief as the bundle of tubes rushed toward the person sized pussy of the dragoness and rammed home, hitting so hard that the soft muff of the dragoness rippled and wobbled before the tubes forced their way inside, her labia slipping around to engulf them.

"Fey, help out!"

Fey blinked and turned to see the bears on the largest pump struggling to operate it. Not sure what she was doing anymore Fey stepped over and hauled down on the main lever.

A howl went up from the surrounding buildings as a powerful vacuum sucking force was applied, and the clear rubber tubes that ran into the various doors and windows were suddenly filled with white, white rushing down each tube and toward the dozens of huge iron pumps.

Fey pumped vigorously, watching as her cum left her many girls, was sucked into the pumps, and then roared up the larger bundle and into the dragoness's pussy.

A muffled shriek of draconic outrage came from the dragoness's head from where she was held down in the remains of the dining hall and her struggling redoubled.

The dolls of Vivi and Lily watched hopefully as cum roared into the dragoness, some spurting around her labia where the tubes didn't perfectly fit but for the most part pumping directly into her womb.

"It's working! I think!"

"Yes, look!"

Lily pointed at the edge of the dragoness's belly at the far end of the garden. It was gradually expanding, slowly rolling outward and pushing over another statue of Rina before then crushing it flat as the pale scaled belly of the dragoness grew larger.

Lily fist pumped the air for joy.

"Wooh! We can do this!"

Fey rammed down the lever sending uncountable gallons of cum roaring into the dragoness with each motion.

"Is-is it going to be enough?! there's not enough tubes to connect everyone to her!"

Lily shook her head, "It's fine, as long as we can keep her pinned we can just reuse the tubes on an unpumped person."

Fey nodded and redoubled her pumping, arms going up and down furiously. She would escape the dragoness's clutches! She was not an object the dragoness possesed!

Things seemed like they were going to work out perfectly as Tami successfully and smoothly replaced the first of the emptied girls with fresh ones, but then a loud and commanding voice broke over the statue garden.

"Fey Swifthoof. As you are no longer counted as a living being, I, Lady Ariawyn, shall be taking possession of you. You are now my property."

Fey nearly fell over the pump in surprise and had to slow down so as to not hurt herself.

She turned her head to find a crowd of lavishly dressed women perched on a few dozen open air palanquins held up by their servants.

"K-kinda busy right now!" yelled Fey, trying to get back into the rhythm.

"What you are or are not busy with no longer matters as you are an item, you do as I require."

Fey shook her head, what was this? She was busy!

"Don't you know Lady Alexandria has already claimed me! Do you want to get in trouble!"

"I am well aware, which is why I shall be making an equivalent exchange, centaur for centaur."

"Hwuh?"

Fey turned her head to see a centaur trotting from behind the palanquins.

That wasn't shocking on its own, but the blonde wig and what were quite clearly a pair of water melons in the bearded centaur's blouse made her eyes bug out of her head.

She was so startled by the sight that her hand slipped on the lever and the metal thing smacked her on the chin.

She stumbled back with a cry and crashed into another statue of Rina sending it tumbling to the ground where it shattered. She tripped over the pieces and promptly fell over it, coming to a stop amongst the rubble.

She held a wrist to her head and groaned.

A hand reached out offering to help her up and she almost took it before realising who it belonged to and snatched her hand back. She struggled to her feet alone to find the male centaur standing beside her.

"Hey, I'm Kevin. Nice to meet the real deal Fey in the flesh."

Fey blinked away the pain and attempted to take in the fake Fey centaur dressed as herself. She was over a foot taller than the centaur so she had to look down which gave her a direct view of the centaur's melon based cleavage, a few locks of his blonde wig trailing across the green fruits.

Fey found she didn't have words for what she was looking at.

"Speechless? I know, it's rather a good imitation of your body. I suppose I must thank you, I've gone from being on my last silver coin to having more money than I know what to do with."

"...Ablurgh?" Fey was vaguely aware that wasn't actually a word.

"Uh, I'll assume that's a compliment… Uhmmm, soo what is exactly that you want to do? I can't say I'm into being the bottom, but I'll make an exception for you if you really want it… Although that tool of yours is uh, kind of intimidating." He lifted an eyebrow as he leaned his head to the side and eyed her massive cock. "I'm gonna need an ice pack for my bunghole after taking something like that."

"Wh-wh-wh-what are you saying?!"

"Oh, I mean, if you want me on top that works too, I can do it with my real cock meek and small as it is, or the dildo uh, copy of your cock I wear on top." He swayed his hips side to side and Fey felt her eye twitch as she watched a huge black dildo swing out from either side of his barrel, one longer than his leg.

"Aheh, I might need a stool or something to reach your cunny though, you are rather a bit larger than me. But don't worry once I get  thrusting I'm very good, you would not believe the number of five star reviews I get."

"I, I think I need to have a lie down," said Fey faintly, her hand touching at her head.

"Kevin, I didn't purchase your services to service my Fey, I purchased them so that you can replace her."

Kevin scratched his beard and turned to look back at Lady Ariawyn.

"Uhhhh, doing what precisely?"

"She wants you to be with Lady Alexandria…" mumbled Fey, still not quite processing what was happening.

Kevin froze mid beard scratch and his eyes rose up and up above to where the tentacles wrapped tail of the dragoness hung and pipes ran up into her puss.

"I mean, I'm pretty good in the sack…" he swallowed fearfully, "But a d-dragoness?"

"Your payment is sufficient. Fey come stand at my side. Now."

Haring that a swarm of teddy bears suddenly rushed from the bushes and surrounded the nobles and their servants.

"You're not taking her!" cried Lily standing atop the larger pump. "She's in our band! We never leave band mates behind!"

The Vivi doll struggled up onto the pump beside her.

"Good adventurey words Lily, and yes she is right. You will die if you attempt to kidnap our band mate. It's a blood rule of adventurers. No poaching, especially against their will."

"Adventurers…" said Lady Ariawyn.

"Adventurers with powerful magical classes, so I suggest you leave, now, before things get out of hand, because we won't hold back."

"Hmmm. Do you quite foolishly think that adventurers have a monopoly on Classes?"

The servants who had been carrying the palanquins kicked out their stands and lowered them onto the ground. Cracking their knuckles and rolling their shoulders they pulled away and turned to face Fey, eyeing her with clear intent to do violence.

All the servants appeared readying for a fight as the noble ladies looked smugly on, sipping from beverages or eating sweet meats as though they were simply watching a play, an entertainment.

Tami waved for their attention.

"We merchants aren't going to stand for this? You're walking all over my family's property and making impossible demands! This is trespassing! All of you are trespassing!"

"Ah, the daughter of that nasty little Lamia merchant, how quaint that you would think your words are of any value to the nobility," sniffed Lady Ariawyn.

"T-Tami," hissed Emallia, "this isn't the time, you're going to be put in danger!" the younger noble had sidled up to her school friend as the others readied to fight.

"More danger than a freaking dragoness thief trying to steal everything my family has ever built?"

"She's right, I d-don't belong to you or Alexandria!" cried Fey.

"Correct," said Tami, "She actually belongs to me, she was on my family's property when she was made an object under the law therefore by the law we the Besindral family can claim primary ownership over the centaur."

"T-Tami?!" squeaked Fey, a little betrayal in her voice.

A murmur of anger went up from the watching nobles.

"Amusing. But we aren't here to fuss around with silly little trade deals as you and your ilk are so obsessed with, no we will be claiming Fey by force of might and wit as the nobility of old."

The Ladies murmured their agreement, busily eating as they watched the argument go back and forth.

All the Ladies that is apart from Lady Audrey.

She lifted her arms over her head and stretched then leaned out side to side doing warm ups and stretches.

"I wouldn't mind going all out Ariawyn, I haven't had a chance to go for a run today."

"You have read the stories you know how strong she is Audrey! The others too!" said Emallia.

"Yeah, I know, that's why I said all out, it will be necessary. Ariawyn?"

Lady Ariawyn rolled her eyes but turned to face the warming up Audrey.

"Lady Audrey, would you mind maintaining perfectly focused balance and poise no matter how hard you push your Class's Skills."

Audrey smiled.

"Don't mind if I do."

Audrey Moved.

Fey blinked. One moment the Lady Audrey was lowering her centre of balance, and the next she had vanished. A scream came from the side and she turned her head just in time to see the Lily doll being hit by a fist from a sprinting Audrey. The doll was launched from the top of the pump and meteored across the garden where she smashed into the belly of the dragoness creating a minor ripple.

"She's got a class!" yelled the Vivi doll leaping off the side of the pump.

All hell instantly broke loose as the servants charged toward Fey, hands raised as water or ice appeared or weapons were loosed from clothing, daggers and knives.

It seemed like they weren't going to reach her however as a tidal wave of teddy bears roared from the bushes and charged into their legs, swarming up their clothing as living ropes darted out like snakes from the grasses, grabbing and snatching at limbs even as the servants hacked and attacked the bears and ropes.

Not to be outdone Vivi called out and glossy white tentacles darted from within the building the other tentacles emerged from, grabbing and reaching for the frenzied servants, lifting them up into the air and throwing them into trees.

The servants were on the back foot but then a cry came from within the swarming tentacles and ropes and teddy bears and a block of teddy bears were frozen in a miniature glacier. Then in a blur Audrey sprinted by so fast she could barely be seen. Wherever she struck bears were launched into the air, ropes cut, or tentacles knocked aside, a storm of motion that affected every part of the battlefield at once.

What at first appeared an easy win for their side was quickly being pushed back and to Fey's dismay she found a number of servants lunging for her, gold chains and cuffs held in their hands.

"G-get back!" she cried in alarm as they came for her.

Not having a clue how to actually fight Fey swung a fist at one of the servants. They expertly and smoothly ducked out of her way and she swung wide, her fist connecting with the larger pump. The iron caved in around her fist in a crater and with a dreadful metallic shriek the pump came to a grinding full stop.

Worse, the servant she had missed darted in and snapped a gold manacle around her wrist which was pressed against the metal, one quickly joined by more, her ankles and wrists all quickly manacled and linked by chains, although very thankfully her cock was not imprisoned this time.

Fey cried out in distress and thrashed, throwing off the servants who tumbled to the ground.

"You can't do this to me!"

Taking hold of the chains she tried to pull them apart but to her dismay found she simply couldn't, even when she put her utmost into it, a strength so great that it had caved in solid iron couldn't affect the chains at all. Something was clearly very wrong.

"Yes my Fey, you will no longer have that filthy barbaric strength of yours, it is not needed as our masturbation toy for the Size Queen Tea Club. You shall be placed on your back as our coffee table in the center of the tea room as we sip our tea, A toy that will remain immobile forever more and that we shall take turns riding. You are solely our stud to stretch ourselves upon Fey, you do not need to be strong."

"N-no!"

Fey took a shaky step forward. Even the chains felt heavy on her.

"Do not struggle object, it is over for you."

A spasm of anger suddenly rushed through Fey. She had had rather enough of being told she was an object recently.

She grabbed hold of the chains and twined her fingers through them. Then she began to pull.

"Stop that. Audrey, stop her."

Audrey blurred to a stop in front of Fey.

"Calm down, it's over, just come quietly, really-

"I. Am. Not. An. Object." roared Fey as the first of the golden chains snapped. The metal hoop pinged against Audrey's chest and she abruptly took a step back in alarm.

"H-hey I thought that was supposed to suppress her strength!"

Lady Ariawyn's face became a little pale. "It is suppressing her."

Plink. Plink. plink. Golden chains started to rain down on the grass as Fey ripped through them. With a bellow her arms went wide, gold showering down around her as she freed herself, hooves kicking and pulling apart the chains on her ankles.

She was left standing, breathing heavily.

"Enough! We're busy trying to fill a dragoness with so much cum she can't fly! so s-stop freaking interfering! It's really important!"

Lady Ariawyn looked sourly upon Fey as a murmur went up amongst the noble Ladies.

Then she sighed and stood from her palanquin, stepping down on the grass, her long skirt falling around her feet.

"I really would rather not have had to show this. But be as it may."

She lifted a hand and a red glow shone from her palm. This caused squawks of alarm from the other noble Ladies.

"Yes, it is true, I have a Class, I have had one long before I made my home here in Bine. We elves live such long lives that it could be said that we live many lives, having multiple careers and multiple ambitions."

"Y-you used to be an adventurer?" squeaked Emallia in disbelief.

Lady Ariawyn didn't answer, instead the red glow massively intensified until a shard of liquid fire pushed from her palm and rose into the air until it was over a meter long. Her hand shaped into a fist and grasped the grip of the lava blade.

She lowered the weapon and aimed it at Fey, the servants and Kevin scrambling to get out of the way of the vicious looking thing that dripped droplets of lava onto the grass sending up little strings of smoke from the burned greenery.

"I didn't want to have to do this, but we are short on time and you refuse to be restricted. Fortunately, I do not mind If you are de-limbed, as long as your cock remains then that is fine. A centaur without arms and legs can still be fucked most enjoyably."

Fey took a step back, eyeing the sword with concern. It gave off a truly menacing air.

"Uhm, d-do we have to do this, couldn't you settle for Kevin?"

Kevin whimpered hearing that and ducked back behind the tree he had been hiding behind.

Lady Ariawyn sneered and suddenly lunged forward, her dress flying up behind as she sprinted toward Fey who backed away in alarm, stumbling as she panicked.

The sword raised as Lily cried out for her to stop. But it didn't matter, the blade's fall seemed inevitable as the setting sun, a blade coming down to lop off Fey's arms as she raised them in defense, to dismember and cauterise in the same savage motion.

The blade came toward bare skin and-

A flash of glossy white whipped down from above, a massive tentacle that slammed between them knocking Fey back even as it took the sword strike in Fey's place, the lava blade chopping through the tentacle entirely, leaving a black cauterised stump in its wake.

The severed tentacle flopped over the grass as a distant scream of pain was heard.

Unfortunately, every tentacle wrapped around the dragoness reacted to the pain, shaking and writhing in distress.

Which of course was just enough for Lady Alexandria to move.

The dragoness's tail whipped down from the sky, a tail as thick as a building at the base coming down with all the force the dragoness could muster.

BOOOOOOM.

Fey could do nothing but scream as the ornamental garden was instantly obliterated, earth exploding around the tail's impact point as servants and pumps and nobles and teddy bears were instantly launched skyward as the ground dropped violently away.

Fey came down rolling and tumbling as earth and grass hailed down around her in a storm of debris, even as she came to a halt it felt like the sky was opening up and dropping the entire garden on her head. She shrieked in terror as tonnes of solid iron pump landed next to her head with a crash, inches from killing her.

Fey curled up as garden continued to rain down from the sky, nearly a minute of stone and statue and dirt falling to earth before the very last speck had fallen.

Silence.

Shakily, Fey got to her hooves, dirt sheeting off her back as she did so.

The garden was just gone, and the buildings surrounding it were full of holes, walls shredded by the impact of the statues being launched through them.

Just one single small motion of the dragoness and the blast wave from that motion had obliterated them all and there hadn't been a thing they could do to defend against it. If Alexandria were to fully escape her binds then they were all, every one of them, dead meat.

Mounds were rising from the earth around her as she watched, those launched by the impact. Even Tami was there, now her belly big ball of mud, a teenager struggling to wipe dirt from her face at the top.

Particularly loud sounds of outrage came from a number of the dirt shapes and Fey realised it was the noble Ladies, now plastered head to toe in mud and grass and separated from their palanquins. They did not look happy about it.

A red glow was coming from one spot and as Fey watched Lady Ariawyn arose from the earth, the earth turning to magma and sloughing away from her clothes leaving them untouched and clean as she gracefully stood.

Her magma blade rose to point at Fey.

"This is your last chance object. I will allow you to come quietly, but if you say another singular word against my rightful ownership then I will be chopping off your le-

"SQUUUUEEEEE!!!!"

An ear piercing and incredibly loud sound broke over the destroyed garden, interrupting the elf. She blinked and frowned, turning to see one of the buildings surrounding the garden, the one the tentacles originated from.

A rumbling sound was coming from within. A concerning rumbling sound.

Fey vaguely recalled that Wummy had been burned before, in the town they had arrived at originally after the dungeon, she… hadn't reacted very well to being burned.

"...What is that squee-ing noise?" said Ariawyn, her blade wavering with hesitation.

She got her answer as the building abruptly disintegrated and hundreds of tentacles launched skyward, in fact building after building was being ripped through across the estate as countless massive tentacles as thick as coaches rolled and rippled in a fury, thrashing from where they had been hidden and rising up into the sky in great arcs.

The sword drooped in the elf's hand as the sky above became filled with massive tentacles in all directions, all Wummy, everywhere Wummy.

"H-hey is that really just a slime-

A tentacle as thick as a coach slammed down from above. One moment the elf was there, the next she was gone as the ground shook with the brutal impact. The tentacle slipped away and Fey found herself looking down at a small crater, a few locks of blonde hair the only thing identifiable as elven amongst a horrifying mulch of gore. Ariawyn was just gone. Instantly killed on the spot.

The Vivi doll struggled up from the dirt beside Fey as Fey stared in a kind of detached disbelief at the crater.

"FFFFuuu-- fEy! she's hnnffff- g-going wild in meee--" moaned the Vivi doll, squirming and thrashing. "W-Wummy! The plan! w-we need the puuumps! HNNNN!"

"SQUEEEEE!" came the echoing reply and Fey watched as a thigh thick tentacle shot down from above and plunged between Tami's legs, the tip morphing into a nobbled many bulbed thing as it penetrated her pussy and then began to convulse drawing the cum out of her in a huge gulp.

One massive sucking draw and a heavy barrel size bulge of seed appeared near the tentacle's tip before it started to slide back even as a second bulge of cum was extracted to soon follow its path along the tentacle.

"NUUU! stoohpp! not agaiiiin!" wailed the muddy teenager, but she could do nothing as the semi transparent glossy white tentacle drew barrel loads of cum and sent them shooting back along the tentacle, pumping and draining her in gulps.

"H-hey Is-isn't that a problem Vivi? We need that for Alexandria!"

"She's gotten better at- oh god Wummy harder- sh-she's g-gotten better at not accidentally absorbing eet! She won't absorb m-most of eeet! Hnnnng!"

Fey watched as more tentacles started to thread their way through the buildings, finding cumflated girls and latching onto them, the penile like nobbled tips penetrating them and slurping and gulping cum out of them in barrel sized waves.

She watched as dozens of tentacles that were crammed through a double doorway shifted up and down as barrel sized bulges of cum were drawn from inside one by one, over and over, a constant stream of extracted loads shoving around the other tentacles.

More and more howls rose from the estate as the tentacles spread out. It seemed this time they wouldn't lack for tubes, Wummy was going to take from all girls at the same time.

A blur of violent motion caught her eye and she barely managed to bring up an arm to block. A fist crashed into her forearm that was aimed for her gut, the fist hit hard, driving her arm back into her midriff and in her weakened state she struggled to stop it.

Audrey scowled up at her, her bejewelled jacket crusted with dirt, loose silk trousers stained.

"Do you want to belong to the dragoness forever!? We are your only hope! We need to escape before the dragoness and that slime thing kills us all!"

Fey with a grunt shoved forward, pushing the noble lady's fist away.

"I'm in a band, an adventuring band, I already belong."

Servants were gathering around the speedy Audrey, brushing off the loose dirt they were covered in as they drew blades and magic, steel and ice. More golden chains and manacles were produced and readied to restrain Fey.

"Servants, we're taking her. She belongs to the Size Queen Tea Club and no other, our leader's last great desire. SQTC!"

"SQTC!" roared back the servants and from the back the nobles.

Fey readied to start kicking as only a centaur could, watching as the group of dishevelled servants stepped over the huge pumping bulging tentacles lying criss cross across the ground in every direction.

Unfortunately, before Fey could even move, several bolts of ice shot out from the servants and she found her hooves frozen to the dirt.

The servants advanced.

"D-don't touch me!" she cried out, desperately trying to free herself.

Manacles were raised, ready to clip on and cut down her strength further.

But then a scream of pure outrage came from the side and Fey watched in surprise as a maid leapt into a flying tackle and collided with a manacle holder. They went rolling and tumbling over the dirt, the maid screaming in absolute fury as she clawed at the servant with her fingernails.

There was only a moment to understand what was going on before another maid sent another servant rolling as they connected with a flying kick to the head. Fey turned to see more streaming from the surrounding buildings, sprinting full pelt toward the suddenly very concerned servants.

The two sides met and chaos ensued.

Fey watched in disbelief as a pair of maids pinned one servant down with an arm and leg lock as another jumped wildly off a pulsing tentacle with a scream, delivering a flying elbow directly to their face and knocking them out cold. A servant seeing this tried to free the unconscious servant but was knocked flying as a maid smashed a chair over their head.

It was only when one of the maid's skirts flipped up as they roared and slammed the servant she had lifted into the dirt that Fey understood. The leaky gape between her legs made everything clear. These were those who had already been drained of cum by their efforts.

They had come to rescue her.

Unfortunately not everything was going the maids' way. Audrey was a blur, snapping across the battlefield from fight to fight, her punches sending the maids flying even as more and more streamed from the buildings without end.

She couldn't be stopped by the maids as they were of course Classless.

Fortunately while Fey wasn't much of a fighter she could be one thing. A brick wall.

She watched carefully and then suddenly stepped forward, lifting her arm in the same motion.

The blur crashed into the raised arm. Her arm was not quite as solid as it would have been without the manacles, perhaps thankfully in Fey's opinion, as it might have decapitated the woman. Instead, Audrey's neck collided with the held out arm at incredible speed and she did a triple flip into the air as she swung underneath it and came crashing down to earth where a dozen maids swarmed her like a pack of rabid dogs.

They were winning it seemed and Fey looked to see how the other more important battle was going.

The dragoness was wrapped in many many tentacles now but she had taken her moment when Wummy was injured and it seemed she had managed to free her head. A great neck lurched into the air, swinging back and forth as the dragoness roared her fury and fought away the tentacles, snapping at them as they danced out of reach.

However the dragoness could do nothing about the huge number of tentacles that had inserted into her pussy and continued to pump huge flows of cum into her womb expanding her belly bit by bit, making it roll across the ground as her ocean-like body grew.

They… they were actually doing it! With Wummy's pumping help the difficult suddenly became the completely viable. They were winning!

"Yes! Keep going Wummy!" cried Fey, fist in the air as she jumped for joy.

This was perfect! they were going to make it!

"FEEEY!!" roared the dragoness turning to look down her body at the centaur bouncing to one side.

Fey cowered in fright.

"You cannot stop the inevitability of dragons!"

The dragoness opened her mouth and a cone of deadly purple fire blew out above, fire setting light to the surrounding buildings, heating the air and making the maids panic.

Fey's heart dropped. It was over, the dragoness was going to kill them all.

Then she noticed that the fire had hit not just the buildings but the tentacles, blackening and crisping their surface.

Wummy had been injured by fire once again.

The Vivi doll thrashed and writhed against the ground.

"Oh gawwwd she's all coming out of meeeeee! Feyyyy! She's coooming!!"

"Wh-who is?"

A Booming SQUEEEEEEE!! filled the air that rattled Fey's ear drums and she looked up to see a figure floating overhead, even Lady Alexandria flinched at the sheer volume and anger behind the sound.

it was a girl, one Fey recognized, she had been there, in the sewers, Wummy, when she had absorbed the giant slime, the small version when she had compressed herself down.

She wore clothes this time however, a dress with a knee length skirt, a familiar design. From beneath the skirt and between her legs emerged countless tentacles and as she watched countless more surged forth, slim as they exited below the skirt before they thickened outward becoming massive things that writhed across the entire estate and beyond, coiling through the surrounding city streets, seeking for more sources to begin pumping.

"A- A slime monster?" blinked lady Alexandria.

Wummy raised a finger at the dragoness's head and pointed fiercely.

"Sque, Sque, SQuEE, Squeee."

A moment of serious silence followed, Wummy waiting for a reply.

"..."

The dragoness clearly had no idea what the slime had just said.

"Squee?"

Instead of replying, the dragoness opened her mouth, purple dragon fire already spilling from the back of her throat and across her teeth, about to blast away the floating slime girl.

But before she could unleash the wave of fiery death a dozen massive tentacles slap-wrapepd around her muzzle and drew tight slamming her mouth closed with a heavy thud.

The dragoness went cross eyed as smoke billowed furiously from her clamped lips and nostrils, her whole body shaking as she struggled to cancel her fire breath trapped in her mouth.

She finally got herself under control and her eyes moved to glare her white hot rage at the slime girl.

Unfortunately for her Wummy had apparently been busy with something.

Fey looked up as something very large started to push down from beneath the slime girl's skirt, something far larger than the tentacles, something blunt tipped and veined.

A massive glossy white horse cock eased down from beneath her skirt, a cock wider than the slime girl was tall, a column of jelly like flesh hanging flaccid, a familiar horsey shape.

lexandria's eyes opened wider and wider as the vast cock descended, a many storied tower dangling from below the slime girl's loins.

Then Alexandria really started to struggle when the similarly vast balls slipped down behind it.

Muffled sounds of increasing alarm and panic came from Lady Alexandria's clamped lips as the tentacles lifted her tail up and moved Wummy closer to her puss, the enormous tower sized horse cock rising as it became erect, becoming larger still.

The tentacles that emerged from under Wummy's skirt reformed and shifted, moving down with the massive balls until they were attached to the bottom of them. Then they began to pulse, huge amounts of cum collected from the hundreds of cumflated girls rocketing up toward the  balls and spraying into the inside and quickly surging them larger, ready to be pumped into the dragoness.

Wummy gestured and the tentacles hanging from below her skirt moved her, the tower of a horse cock crashing into the person sized pussy of the dragoness eliciting a muffled scream.

Then more tentacles grabbed hold of the slime girl from where they wrapped around the dragoness's body and began to haul her in manually, and with her the building sized cock.

Alexandria's puss was forced to take it, tentacles hooking around her labia and spreading her wide for the jelly slime pseudo Fey cock. Her lower lips strained wider and wider, her pinkness clearly visible through he cock's semi transparency and then with a deafening Schl-pop!! her folds slopped around the towering beast of a horse penis.

Lady Alexandria squealed helplessly and squirted enthusiastically as she was stretched around it.

Of course on a dragoness's scale that meant that the remains of the buildings behind her were obliterated as a lake's worth of high pressure squirt knocked down the remaining walls.

"Squeee!" squeed Wummy as she straddled, legs doing the splits, on her pseudo cock and happily slipped deeper into Alexandria's pussy, even as the monstrous pair of balls behind her groaned as they grew past the size of a two storey buildings, being pumped with more and more cum from the network of cum filled girls.

The dragoness's tail was flagging into the air on its own by this point and Wummy didn't even need to hold it up. Yet wummy was far from done. A tree trunk thick tentacle writhed up Alexandria's belly, its tip changing even as it moved, becoming a cup like shape, like a milker. It reached the melon sized clit that Fey had once used as a pillow and promptly swallowed it, engulfing the massive thing then drawing back as a powerful suction force was applied.

It looked almost as though Wummy would lose control with that as the dragoness thrashed and screamed, but instead she began thrusting, dragged back and forth by tentacles the tower of a horse cock rearranged the howling dragoness's insides, the building sized cavern of her pussy visible through the semi transparent slime cock.

It was a truly incredible sight, and so were the noises Alexandria was making as she shook and shivered, toes and fingers curling up as she squeezed her eyes shut only to splay them wide as her eyes shot open and she squirted yet again.

This time the squirt crashed against the mass of Wummy's still growing balls and diffused into the air, causing a rain of dragoness squirt to rain down over Fey and the estate along with a fine mist that drifted over all below.

That only seemed to stimulate Wummy further who let out a groan and thrust to the hilt, sheathing the tower of a horse cock entirely in Alexandria's vast pussy. The opaque white stored in her transparent balls promptly found release and her cock became solid white as horse cum exploded down it and into the dragoness's waiting womb.

Alexandria howled.

Fey stepped back in alarm as the dragoness's belly abruptly surged outward, crushing a dozen statues and trees.

"R-Run!" she cried out, turning and grabbing up the nearest maids.

The others staggered after her, even the servants and a now drained Tami, limping and stumbling as the muffled squealing mass that was Alexandria grew and grew.

Even rushing indoors wasn't enough to escape her growth as the cream scaled cum belly quickly engulfed the garden and crashed into the walls, quickly pushing them down and rolling over top of the buildings.

It just didn't stop! As Fey ran she was joined by countless others trying to flee the growing dragoness, rushing down hall after hall as the other end collapsed under an endlessly surging belly.

She at last came out in a yard with crowds of others and looked back to see the dragoness's expanse at last begin to slow.

Looking up Flora was now dwarfed by her neighbour, the dragoness no longer able to reach the ground with her hands or feet such was the size of her belly. So large that it was pressing up against Flora and had pushed her aside with its mass.

"Is that enough?" she mumbled, shocked at the sight of a female so impossibly filled with cum.

"Unfortunately I think not. Were we to let her go as is she would still be able to fly and burn us out of the sky with dragon fire."

She turned to find Ellaria standing beside her no longer filled and massive. Thankfully the elf was wearing her more normal adventurer's attire instead of the extremely stimulating to look upon Dress.

"But there's so much of her now! Wummy must have drained every single last girl I had sex with into her, how can that not be enough!"

Ellaria rolled her eyes.

"There is one left who hasn't been drained. The greediest of them all."

"Who?!"

Ellaria didn't answer but lifted her hand into the air. A streamer of fire launched from her finger, a line of bright red that drew a line into the air far above.

The line began to wiggle and after a moment Fey realised that it was forming writing. She mouthed the words as they appeared.

"Flora… would you kindly… give…. your cum… to Wummy."

A distant ragged scream of outrage came from the sphere that was Flora as she read it in turn.

Moments later an especially massive tentacle squirmed up her belly and dove between her legs to a chorus of swears and insults and threats.

The tentacle immediately began gulping and sucking and huge quantities of cum were sent shooting down its length, exploding into the waiting balls of Wummy. The slime girl hadn't stopped thrusting of course even as she 'came' and she doubled down as yet more seed was readied for her.

The thrashing of the dragoness became desperate as her belly once more began to expand and Fey backed up with alarm as she began to cover most of the estate, dozens and dozens of huge multi storey halls and buildings falling beneath her, her tail lifting away from the ground as she was lifted on her queendom of a body, every other massive meters long thrust of the joyfully squee-ing slime girl eliciting waterfalls of squirt that washed down her belly.

The crowds of people moved even closer to the estate's outer walls as the rumbling collapse of countless buildings filled the air, everything flattening beneath the dragoness's cum belly, gardens and space and buildings all taken up by her cum filled feminine expanse.

Fey wasn't surprised to see that a full on river of dragoness squirt was winding its way through the ruins of the estate, washing from the ruins of buildings and forming a river at the edge of where the estate's newly made refugees stood.

As Wummy's balls reached their greatest volume, each the size of a four storey building, Flora was fully emptied of cum and left solely with eggs, and Wummy was left to ejaculate it all directly into Alexandria's womb.

SQQUUEEEEE!! squealed Wummy as she came the last of Fey's cum into the dragoness, her balls rapidly shrinking behind as the dragoness screamed and screamed and screamed, Alexandria's pussy fluttering and quivering as so much passed into her in one go, her belly rushing outward one last time, crushing what little was left of the estate, her mind a hurricane of snapping flashing pleasure as her whole body quivered and stiffened from head to toe, boiling hot pussy juice squirting freely out over the city rooftops and splashing down into the streets, raining down on her subjects.

Then… it was done.

Everything had been put into the dragoness.

She was. BIG.

Fey found herself with crowds of hundreds of people milling around by the estate's wall as there wasn't much left of the estate that wasn't dragoness, the nearest buildings were all that were left standing, everything beyond that was a cliff of cum belly that hurt the neck to look up at it was so staggeringly vast.

She noticed a number of people she recognised amongst the confused refugees including a horrified looking Rina with a butt naked Iskren held in her arms.

Rebecca was there too, as well as Tami and Boze and the minotaurs and many more, even Ryoka was there, although she appeared to be struggling, the palace maids Phobe and Olivia helping to hold her massive clits out in front of her so they didn't brush the ground and send her wild.

Ryoka almost had a fit when she walked directly into an invisible Kayla, her hyper sensitive clits bouncing off the otterkin's breasts and causing her to squirt all over the floor. Not even Kayla's frantic apologies could calm her after that.

Ellaria stopped by Fey, looking up at the endless cliff face of a belly rising above.

"I believe that should do the trick. I highly doubt this dragoness will be moving this spot for the moment," she paused in thought. "In fact she might not be moving from this spot at all until she gives birth."

"W-we did it? I'm free?" whispered Fey.

"Yeah," said Ellaria softly, "We did it Fey, we've imprisoned her with her own body, it's done."

Flame was already spinning above Ellaria's head forming instructions for Flora as she spoke and as Fey watched a much diminished gnome girl appeared over the vastness that was the dragoness. She found herself starting to lift into the air, her hooves leaving the ground along with Ellaria, flying up into the sky, with them came the invisible Kayla who cried out in alarm and unsuccessfully tried to stop her rise by grabbing hold of Ryoka's clits to the chameleokin's great distress.

Seeing Alexandria from above made her appear no less vast, her arms and legs splayed over her belly the dragoness appeared insensate and motionless. Still it seemed like Ellaria had no interest in waiting around to see if she would wake back up.

Below them two smaller round shapes emerged from the rubble at the edge of the estate. The pale belly of Lily and the white fur of Vivi.

An island of bears were standing atop the vessel that was Lily, while Vivi squirmed and cried out as masses of tentacles compressed down and squirmed back between her thighs all the great many vast tentacles that pinned down the dragoness coming away and slurping back up into the fox girl's pussy along with a rather smug and satisfied looking Wummy who's towering horse cock was hanging flaccidly below her dress.

As Fey watched the slime girl became blurry and with a lurch blobbed back down into her usual small spherical shape, just a pair of black dots marking her eyes.

The mass of slime drew in all tentacles as it crushed and compressed itself down into a smaller size fully drew up between the squealing Vivi's thighs and then inside of her, the last of the tentacles slipping inside of her gape with a wet sound.

Fey was so focused on the fox girl that she hadn't noticed she was floating above Flora and so was surprised when her hooves landed on top the gnome's vast pregnancy. She along with Ellaria and Kayla stood on top of the gnome as the two pregnant masses that were Lily and Vivi orbited around them.

"Fuck you too captain!" sniffed Flora wiping a tear from her eye. "That was all my Fey cum!"

"I'm not getting into this now. We are still too close to danger."

"But-"

"Flora would you kindly get us the fuck out of here."

The gnome glared venomous daggers at Ellaria and ground her teeth together but began moving them away from the city, drifting over the rooftops.

There seemed to be rather a lot of commotion and alarm in the streets of the city, although maybe that wasn't that surprising considering the city's ruler had just been made a permanent fixture in size. Countless people pointed and exclaimed at the great spherical shape of Alexandria's belly, her arms and legs lying limp over top.

Then they passed beyond the walls and out onto the plains surrounding the city of Bine, the grasses below becoming a blur as they swiftly travelled away and toward the distant forests.

Fey was about to flop down with a sigh of utter relief at having finally escaped the terrifying dragoness when a sky shaking roar came from the city. They turned in alarm just in time to see a column of purple fire rise miles and miles into the sky, darkening it with ash.

The centaur boggled as she watched the miles tall cumulonimbus clouds catch fire and start burning, the vast cloudscapes beginning to drift down and crash to earth as miles and miles of cloud burned with dragon fire.

"D-did she just set fire to clouds?! She can't do that! how do you set fire to clouds!?!"

"She's a Dragon remember? They don't work on normal rules. We were insanely lucky to escape her clutches so suspect it would be wise of us to keep a low profile for the foreseeable future, although I doubt she herself will be moving anytime soon, we uh, did quite a number on her," said Ellaria, eyeing the burning sky.

Fey blew out a breath, her original instinct that Alexandria was an incredibly dangerous and scary person had been one hundred percent on point from the start. She made a silent promise to herself not to get involved with dragons ever again.

"I'm never even going near a dragon ever again," she mumbled.

"Hmm. That might be easier said than done," said Ellaria. "My intent as captain is to go to the dragon capital of the queendom. Draconica."

Fey gave her a horrified look.

"Don't give me that look Fey."

"But why?!?!"

"Because Alexandria had one thing right, you still need a soulomancer and dragons make for the best of all."