Chapter 48 (Patreon)

Previously on Centaurus: Fey and Ellaria grow closer, spending the night in intimacy. The next day as the band are travelling through the vast forests surrounding Bine the band birth eggs. A lot of eggs. And for the most part the band is returned to a more normal size. The eggs laid are collected together in the dimensional bag for safe keeping. They continue on, but unfortunately all of their supplies were eaten by a certain ravenous otterkin making their journey to the capital a little more complicated.

Now, chapter 48:

The sounds of birdcalls and other small wildlife from the canopy provided a relaxing chorus to the girl's lunch.

Which was the one nice thing about it as Ellaria had decided to put them on harsh rations to conserve what they had left. They had hoped that they might spot something to hunt and eat whether that was monster or animal, but the forest remained stubbornly empty of anything larger than a sparrow. It was a little spooky if Fey was honest.

Flora was of course still out of it and looking extremely hungover, currently slumped on a pillow and nursing a fresh pot of coffee. Letting the steam wafting from its surface ease her tired looking eyes as she peered over it at the object in her hand, a certain familiar object, a small glowing rectangle.

She was watching the show with Drag- with Wyverns and humans again, absorbed by the politics and backstabbing. There was rather a lot of backstabbing from what Fey could tell.

The gnome yawned frequently but still seemed fairly engrossed with what she was watching, that is until the glowing rectangle suddenly went black. "What?! There was stuff happening!" she jabbed a finger at the black screen desperately trying to get it to work.

The rectangle remained still and dead and the gnome made increasingly frustrated sounds.

Lily was making similarly frustrated sounds too, but that was more because she was huffing over the measly amount of food she had been given. A small singular potato and nothing else rolled around on her plate. After a moment and a long sigh of resignation she demolished the singular potato in a few bites. It did nothing to soothe her appetite and her stomach growled angrily for more.

"I need more food Ella, I'm a growing otterkin who's got an army to feed!"

"You should have thought about that before eating the supplies I brought. Perhaps if you hadn't eaten everything at once you would have something to eat now hmm?"

The otterkin stuck out her tongue and tossed the empty plate aside. She paused as she did so, noting the yellow flecked egg floating in the air beside herself, held by invisible hands.

"It's okay, uhm I can help feed them," came Kayla's voice. "I-I'm b-big boobed too!"

"Yeah, well, if I just had something to eat I could grow bigger and you wouldn't need too Kayla. Like, if there were a herd of deer around that I could eat or something… What is with this forest anyway? there's nothing in it!"

As Lily grumbled, Flora had begun bashing the rectangle on a rock. She gave up after a few attempts and let out a long exhausted sigh, the sigh of someone who sounded like they had just gotten done with a painfully long work week.

Fey did feel a little bad for the gnome, mana backlash was not a nice thing to deal with.

"Maybe I could try fix it or something Flo?"

Flora made a non commital grunt from where she lay flopped, her face in her cleavage.

Not sure if that was a yes or a no Fey stood to go look at the mysterious rectangle and hopefully find a way to fix it.

Instead she got a face full of cobwebs.

"Phhthgb-ack it's in my mouth!"

She spat free the webs and cringed as she pulled at the threads tangled her hair. Getting covered in spider web was an experience no one wanted.

"Where did all this spider web even come from!" she cried as she found more on her shoulders.

Ellaria looked up at her from where she sat. She was still quite naked, although she had found a belt for her hips from somewhere which the dimensional bag was hanging from.

"What did you say?"

"There's webs all over the place up here, I guess you guys missed it because you're shorter than me. Ugh this is the worst."

Ellaria stared at the centaur then her gaze shifted, looking around, spying more cobweb, then more and more in the canopy.

"Fuck, this is bad. Band! ON ME!"

The elf leapt to her feet, fire already forming in her hands as the girls boggled at her in surprise.

"What's happening?"

"Attack! Form up now!"

Her warning was a bit too late and the reactions of the girls were just a bit too slow.

Fey cried out in fear as something massive and heavy lunged at her from the trees, something near as large as she was. She was knocked to the ground as the thing savaged her and Fey found herself looking into a terrifying spider's maw.

Worse, she found that the golden manacles on her limbs made it impossible to throw the surprisingly strong thing off and she cried out as its mandibles snapped and bit at her face. She was given a horrifying sight of its many eyed face, made worse as it opened its maw wide and sparks poured free like from a black smith's furnace, two small cones of superheated fire roared at the back of its mouth as incredible heat washed over her.

With a boom a fireball struck the side of the spider and it finally rolled off leaving Fey to struggle to her hooves.

"Get back Fey it's not dead!"

Fey flinched as the hissing spitting spider lunged at her again. How was it not charcoal after Ellaria's fireball?!

The answer to that came as she saw its limbs, instead of chitin like a normal spider she found herself looking at plate armour, the kind of steel plate armour a knight might wear, articulated at the joints and giving full coverage even up and around the spiders thorax and abdomen with quite incredible workmanship. Suddenly the super heated fire and sparks she had seen in its maw made sense. The spider had somehow forged itself armour.

"G-get away!" She brought her fists down on the spider's head as it lunged, striking the heavy plate affixed atop its head and sending it into the dirt with a thump before it squirmed and lunged for her legs causing her to dance backwards in alarm.

Another spider suddenly went flying by her head before the one trying to reach her was dragged back by an invisible force.

She turned to see Flora with her hands shakily raised, a dozen armoured giant spiders orbiting above her.

Yes! They were saved.

"Yes! I've got this!" cried Flora, "I've-" her eyes rolled up as she blacked out and collapsed on the spot and the giant spiders rained down around her.

Ellaria was ready and fireballs gatling fired from her fingertips at the now infuriated spiders but their brilliantly crafted armour simply caused the fireballs to bounce off, pinging away at angles and igniting the trees behind, or if they did catch the flame simply sloughed from the polished metal and onto the forest floor.

"Wh-what do we do!"

"You call on the latest member of the band, that's what!" yelled Vivi.

The fox girl strode forward and grabbed hold of her thigh and lifted it, doing the vertical splits, her athleticism of her Class on full display. The spiders had a full view of Vivi's pink pussy and then the tentacles that exploded out of it. Glossy white tentacles whipped across the space and snaked around half the spiders, coiling around and around their abdomens before drawing tight and with a horrible screeching sound crushed the spiders to death inside their own armour.

"S-see! hnnff! W-Wummy is a g-great adventurerrhnnnnng!" groaned Vivi.

As the tentacles slipped free from the crushed armour the remaining spiders seemed to realise the danger and backed away, other spiders that had been circling the band joining them as they became wary of the tentacles snaking from Vivi's cunny.

It seemed the spiders were in full retreat and they were set to be left alone and spider free.

But then the spiders backing away bumped into something, something invisible.

A squeak came from behind them and the spiders paused, their legs touching and feeling over the large soft invisible thing they had collided with.

"H-help!" cried Kayla as the spiders surrounded her.

"Sister!" cried Lily even as a swarm of bears charged the spiders along with the lashing tentacles.

Too late, the spiders shot web and pulled themselves up and away at an incredible clip, a certain invisible otterkin held firmly in their grasp.

"They have her!" screamed Lily, "S-save her! Fucking save her!"

In a moment of heart stopping panic Fey launched herself forward, using the acceleration that only a quadruped could manage to shoot across the camp and grab hold of Vivi, lifting the squawking fox girl up into the air bodily. Without even slowing she full pelt galloped after the spiders, shooting between the trees as grass and soil plumed up behind her pounding hooves.

The spiders were already far ahead, strings of web repeatedly shot into the tree tops and being reeled in by their abdomens, practically letting them fly through the forest.

Fey charged through the foliage below them, a dark fury in her eyes, they were taking what was hers! Kayla was all hers and no one else's!

Her hands gripped hold of the panicking fox girl's legs and she spread her thighs wide, pointing her pussy upward as she ran, aiming her like a crossbow.

"Wummy GO!" she cried and the tentacles that had been flailing along behind her shot forward, extending more and more from the squealing fox girl's puss until with a clang of metal they collided with the spiders up above.

Metallic shrieks and sparks rained down from the canopy as the tentacles struggled with the spiders, snapping legs and crushing bodies even as they bit and spat.

Fey ran harder, and then harder still as a cry of fright came from one of the spiders, a cry of feminine fright that seemed to be descending.

Fey changed direction, angling toward the sound, putting on even more speed, leaping and-

She crashed into an invisible Kayla mid air, the bodies of her and Vivi becoming tangled in her arms as they crashed to the earth, rolling as she did so to use her own body to pillow the two girls' landings.

She slid across the earth, holding them tight until her momentum was arrested by crashing up against the base of a tree. The sound of clanging spider metal vanished into the distance and the forest became quiet once more…

"...Ow." said Vivi. "You know, I am a warrior Fey, that means I'm supposed to pick up and use weapons. I can't say I much like it when you pick me up and use me as a weapon."

Fey didn't bother replying, her hands darting over the two girls checking to see if they were okay. Thankfully they seemed unhurt but all the same she poured healing magic into their bodies to heal away any unseen scratches or bruises.

"I was almost spider food!" wailed Kayla, hugging desperately at Fey's upper body, her enormous breasts spread around her.

"What were you even doing Kayla… I didn't know you were there."

"I was h-hiding," sniffed the otterkin, "I c-can't do anything with my Class still, remember?"

Fey let out a long sigh. At least they were safe.

From the trees the rest of the band arrived, Lily squeezing her breasts between the trunks with a little difficulty.

An exhausted looking Flora waved vaguely at her.

"Sorry, I just… couldn't handle it, still too weak from the backlash. I thought I was okay for a moment there, but then it felt like I got punched in the brain. Ugh."

"It's fine Flora, we can't expect you to do so much after holding down a dragoness."

"Armoured arachnids." said Ellaria, poking at the remains of a chunk of armour fallen amongst the forest grass. "They hunt intercity caravans and loot their cargo, any armour they find they are able to use with the gas powered flames in their maws to weld onto their bodies with impressive skill. They must have found a caravan of supplies for a legion as I have never heard of them having such complete and perfect armour before."

She pursed her lips and gazed into the trees.

Fey turned her head to see what she was looking at and was alarmed to see countless red eyes glowing in the shadows, as well as many more spiders on the trunks of the trees, all quite clearly staring at them. The trees themselves were coated and layered in huge amounts of spider web.

"See the webs? You were moments from stepping into their territory. It would have been much harder to save her in there, if we even could…"

Kayla made a whimpering sound of relief that she hadn't been taken any further.

"...So well done Fey, that was quick thinking," said Ellaria, giving the centaur a nod.

"Does that mean the only loss to the spiders was my awesome rectangle breaking?"

"Th-that wasn't the spiders Flora…"

"How do you know? It might have been the spiders! They could have done something to it somehow!"

The gnome held up the dead rectangle and waved it around.

"I'm not standing for this, stupid spiders."

She fished in her pocket and pulled out a blue stone and held it up.

"Flora no!"

Too late, the stone flashed blue and in the brilliant light a figure appeared.

Fey blinked away eye floaters and boggled as a human male wearing strange clothing and with straight black hair appeared before them.

Flora stepped in front of him.

"Hey, you, give me your rectangle."

"Y-you're a h-hobbit?"

"What the fuck is a hobbit? I'm a gnome, bitch."

The human boggled at Flora then turned sharply, looking around at the others, first Fey lying on the ground with Vivi, then the confusing mass that was Lily, and Finally the still stark naked perfection that was Ellaria.

His jaw dropped.

"C-centaurs and e-elves? Is this a witch and the wardrobe situation? an isekai? a portal fantasy? Wait wait wait, am I the hero summoned to save the world? I have to be, right…?"

"No you're not the hero, you're an idiot, and this is a mugging. Hand over your magic rectangle."

The human ignored Flora and lifted his hands.

"Usually in these stories the summoned hero has incredible magical talent, power to save the world from the Demon King."

"The what now? and no, you need a Class-"

Ellaria's voice petered off as flames started to appear hovering above the human's hands. He gasped in delight.

"ohshitohshit, it's really happening! I- I'm not dreaming!"

The band stared at the human with clearly magical flames in his hands.

"D-Does he have a Class from the eastern continent or s-something?"

The human blinked. "What's a Class?"

"This isn't possible," murmured Ellaria, staring at the fire.

The human gave her a condescending look. "Nature elves like you only really know leaves and dirt and nudity in the stories so I'm not surprised you don't understand. Look, this is called magic, magical fire." He waved the fire around in front of Ellaria's face as if to demonstrate, "With it I can save you from the bad guys and you can join my harem."

Ellaria for once seemed lost for words, although sparks were starting to drift from her hair, her anger yet to catch up with her shock.

"Look, just point me at the villians, I'll destroy them and save everyone and then we will have incredible amounts of romantic sex after we get married, that's how these things work."

He waved his hand around with a smirk, fire fluttering behind his moving fingers, the flames forming butterflies or birds of flame before they vanished.

"... I don't give a shit about any of that, give me your magic rectangle," groused Flora, "I want to watch the rest of the pointy chair play thingy."

The human paused on Flora, then eyed her enormous floor touching breasts. "You're… quite the shortstack. Can't complain though, just means more hand holds while I make your wildest dreams come true."

"A-Are you from the eastern continent truly?" Said Fey, finally finding her voice.

The human blinked. "Like Asia? Well my father is Japanese and-" he paused as his gaze drifted past where Fey lay and came upon the many red eyes and giant spiders watching them closely in the forest beyond. "Ah, I see why you summoned me now. Desperation. Surrounded by monsters on all sides, all of you about to die, you made a last ditch effort to summon your saviour. Me."

"Uhm, actually we're safe-ish here I think," murmured Fey.

"Hush futanari centaur girl. It's okay now, I am here." He elegantly brushed a lock of dark hair from his forehead. "Just watch the talent of an earthling."

The band stared as the human strode out toward the spiders in complete confidence, flames casually appearing around him forming birds and insects, an aura of sheer raw magical power emanating from his body, a picture of pure professional competence, embodying everything a hero could be.

He raised an arm with a smirk.

And a sleek looking spider leapt from the undergrowth and instantly decapitated him.

The band watched in silence as his headless corpse dropped to its knees then flopped flat on the ground, the flames he had summoned winking out into nothing.

Quiet fell over the girls.

"..."

"Wha- why didn't anyone stop him!?" shrieked Fey.

"I didn't expect him to literally just walk into the spider's nest!!"

"H-He looked so confident and powerful!" wailed Lily, "I'm still new, I didn't know he would just instantly die!"

"It's an insane person summoning stone, it really is," whispered Ellaria.

Flora shrugged and wiped at her tired eyes before lifting her hand. The clothing of the corpse shifted and then a rectangle appeared from a pocket and floated into the air, levitating over to her from the nest where she caught it and pressed some buttons. Her face lit up with a smile as the rectangle glowed.

"Actually it's not an insane person summoning stone, it's a magic rectangle thing summoning stone. The person attached to it is just the discardable wrapper it comes in, like a present."

Fey let out a distressed groan. "This is not good for me as a healer Flora! Could we please stop summoning suicidal humans? I feel like I'm going to have a mental breakdown if I see another human just throw themselves at a monster like a lemming! I can't heal a decapitation!"

"Yeah, as long as this magic rectangle doesn't die on me like the last one. I'm sure it will last forever though, that was totally the spider's fault, they did something to the magic somehow."

"I don't think it works like that Flora, maybe you just overused it. In any case it seems we now know what's been devastating the local wildlife and why we haven't come across anything we can hunt and eat, apart from the spiders themselves I suppose, but unfortunately we can't eat spider. I think if we can move beyond their nest here we might start to see-

A loud wooden creak came from the forest around them and Ellaria paused.

The creaking continued, becoming a loud groan, the sound of wood under stress.

"Is it the spiders?"

Fey glanced to the side to see that the spiders were no longer there, the last of them fleeing into the distance. That was one cause for alarm, another was that the tree she was resting against was beginning to move. She yelped as the trunk pulled away from her back, the entire thing rising from the ground as roots slipped free from the earth and carried it away like centipedal legs.

It wasn't the only one and the girls looked around in astonishment as every tree within sight got up and started moving, crawling over the grassy forest floor on their roots and away from the band. The darkness of the forest disappeared as the canopy opened up above and bathed them in bright warm summer sunlight revealing the vast blue sky above and miles tall clouds.

They quickly drew together defensively as the trees continued to shift and walk away, the space opening up wider and wider, even the trees that had carried the spider's webs and nests getting up and departing until the band was left standing in the middle of a wide open field ringed by trees so tightly packed together that they formed an impenetrable wall.

Fey lifted her hands ready, forming hesitant fists as her eyes darted around waiting for an attack. She could feel Ellaria and Vivi's backs pressed either side of her barrel as they searched for threats, and Flora below her, looking out, although still distractedly fiddling with the rectangle.

Lily was to the side, her nearly ten foot wide breasts surrounded by an army of alarmed looking teddybears.

A whistling sound came from the sky and Fey yelped as an arrow struck the earth in front of her hooves burying itself deep.

"E-Ella, there's someone shooting at us!"

The elf peered past her side and down at the arrow.

"It's a warning not to move, wait, I think I see the owner."

It was true, some of the trees that formed the impenetrable wall were moving and a number of people were emerging from within the forest and out onto the newly formed sunny plane of grass.

They at first appeared to be made of plants, but as they drew closer Fey realised it was simply that their clothing was made from plants, still living plants it looked like, summery leaves and flowers. They also wore a great number of small colourful flowers in their wavy blonde and extremely long hair that reached down to their rears. The plants reminded Fey of a certain Soulomancer Dryad she had met, but in body they appeared as something elven but more so, with extra long pointed ears emerging from their hair on either side, crystalline blue eyes, and some extraordinarily long legs to round out their gorgeous model like appearance.

They also each carried extremely large and dangerous looking longbows.

One a bit taller than the others stepped forward. She was barefoot and walked on the balls of her feet, her tiptoes, making her long legs seem even longer. To Fey's surprise she held the decapitated head of the human in her raised high hand.

"Adventurers. Your execution for collaboration with the enemy shall not be a kind one. Know thy end and repent with all your soul."

She dropped the head in the dirt and the others around her raised their bows and fired, arrows growing from their palms and nocking into place in front of the strings before being launched across the field directly at Fey.

She cried out and lifted her arms even as Ellaria stepped once then twice and raised her hands, a wave of fire blasting into the air.

The arrows met the fire and most disintegrated to ash but some threaded their way through and Flora screamed as a bolt went through her shoulder and out the other side.

The only reason she didn't take more was because Fey was in the way. The centaur looked down in horror at the arrows sticking from her body, pin cushioning her horse half and upper body. She swayed.

"Fey!"

"I- f-fuck, this, really h-hurts…" Fey managed to gather herself enough to fend off unconsciousness then squeezed her eyes shut and surged magic through her own body.

Her flesh rippled and the sticks of wood, thankfully needle headed and not broad tipped, began to slide out of her body on their own, pushing free until they fell to the grass below. The wounds they left behind quickly and cleanly closed as green light emanated from her skin.

"H-healer, remember?" said Fey, smiling weakly.

"Alright, fuck this," said Flora stepping forward. She grabbed hold of the arrow in her shoulder with her power and snapped it in two, then raised her hands, her eyes becoming bloodshot as she strained.

The attackers let out cries of surprise as they began to lift into the air, rising higher and higher, past five then six storeys into the air.

The gnome fell to one knee under the magical strain and gasped, blood flecking on her lip as she shook, her body failing.

She almost made them reach higher still but the tallest of the elf-like attackers twisted in mid air, drawing her bow and smoothly nocking before firing. A red scarfed teddy bear tackled Flora from the side, sending her rolling. In her place the teddy bear took the arrow through the neck, pinning it to the ground.

But with Flora no longer holding them up the elf-like attackers found themselves falling, falling from great height. Cries of alarm filled the air as they rocketed downward about to hit the ground hard enough to kill.

And they would have, but then bushes and saplings suddenly erupted from the earth, huge amounts of thick heavy foliage.

The falling elf-like women crashed into it hard, leaves exploding into the air around them, brutal meaty thumps filling the air one after the other as bodies met ground unseen.

The band took their breath, staring at the foliage as Fey darted forward to heal Flora.

"I think it's over, there's no way they survived…"

The red scarfed teddy bear that had been pinned by the arrow struggled up with the arrow still in its neck. It turned awkwardly as the lengthy longbow bolt swung around with it.

Behind the bear came a number of other bears, strangely they were stuck together in groups of four or more, skewered through their bodies by arrows. Apparently a few of the arrows had gotten through to Lily too, although thankfully her golems had managed to save her by sacrificing themselves.

"Who the hell was that?!" cried Flora, flapping away Fey's healing hands. "The most moronic elves to have ever existed ever?"

"They looked a bit dryadish, but not green," said Fey. double checking Lily for injury.

Ellaria shook her head, "Not Dryads, Nymphs. Dryads manage entire forests, Nymphs simply live within them as any other. I can only think we have stumbled onto their territory, although why so aggressive..."

An arrow suddenly shot from the foliage and snapped past Ellaria's face.

"They're still alive!?" cried Flora.

"Quickly! Everyone get behind me! I can burn the arrows away!" cried Ellaria as arrows fell around them.

They scrambled behind the elf as more arrows came from the foliage which Ellaria promptly met with fire.

The foliage moved and the larger nymph stepped free, one arm slung around another nymph to keep herself upright as she clearly had a broken leg.

She snarled her fury seeing the band and raised her hand.

"KILL THEM ALL!"

The other nymphs followed her call with a yell of their own and burst from the bushes, drawing bows and firing even as they ran forward.

"Wh-what do we do Ella! I'm too weak to fight properly and Flora is on the verge of blacking out!"

"Oh that's very simple, I am going to burn them all to death." said the elf with a snarl as dozens of different fireballs bloomed to life around her, her spark spewing hair lifting into the air as her eyes filled with fire.

This new fire took down the arrows with ease, each arrow shot being met with a countering fireball that burned so fiercely that the wood turned to ashen dust and blew away in the breeze.

That didn't slow the nymphs who lifted their hands, spears rapidly growing from their palms to be grasped. They screamed their fury and lunged for Ellaria even as a wall of flame roared to life in front of them, a sheet of heavy impenetrable fire that the nymphs crashed directly into.

They came away screaming, partially on fire, their clothes burning, the spears ash.

The fire parted and Ellaria strode through, a death goddess of flame, the grass blackening and burning under her feet as the very air boiled in her presence. She lifted a hand to end the screaming writhing nymphs, fatal flames haloing around her fingers.

"Stop!"

She paused, turning to see the taller nymph holding her bow up, an arrow nocked. It was different than the others, this arrow glowed gold.

"Why should I? You came to kill us. It is not my problem if you in turn find your deaths. Especially as you nearly murdered two of my bandmates."

She turned back to the burning nymphs and began to bathe them in fresh fire when the taller nymph fired her longbow.

Ellaria, expecting the attack, snapped her other hand out and a wave of fire shot from her palm, a wave that blocked the arrow, burning it.

Or atleast that was what should have happened, instead the fire spread around it letting it through.

"Ella!" cried Fey seeing the arrow headed straight for her chest. She grabbed hold of the elf with all she had, ripping her off her feet and into her arms.

The arrow came on and with a thud hit home.

The fires died to nothing around them, even the burning nymphs extinguished, left whimpering on the grass, their skin redded and crisped.

Fey looked down, her heart in her mouth to find…

Ellaria looking worried.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?!"

Yes, but it's- it's-" a look of real fear appeared in the elf's eyes as they moved from Fey down to her hip.

The arrow was there, sticking out of the dimensional bag on her belt.

The dimensional bag making a sound like a boiling kettle getting louder and louder.

The dimensional bag with its seams and stitches breaking apart,

The dimensional bag spilling haywire magical light and vibrating violently.

"Ah," said Fey.

The bag exploded.

Fey didn't even have time to scream as a literal geyser of eggs launched her skywards tumbling her completely out of control.

She found her breath on the downward fall and screamed as she came down on a violent tsunami of eggs rolling across the field, bouncing and clattering against each other, an unimaginable number of eggs, rolling and falling across itself as it roared forward.

There was no balance or stability to be found in the chaos, only eggs, and some of the other things that had been in the dimensional bag, a sack of potatoes, a few cauldrons, all came bouncing past the flailing centaur. She thought she caught sight of a screaming Lily at one point, her bears riding her breasts like a ship, but then she sank below the waves never to be seen again.

The wall of trees was nearing with incredible speed as Fey caught sight of a table, to her shock she spotted Ellaria hanging onto it for dear life, the elf clutching at the table legs and half surfing the thing at dangerous speeds.

Unfortuantely she and Fey had zero control over their direction and Fey could do nothing but watch in terror as the egg tsunami brutally crashed home agaisnt the wall of trees with a groundshaking boom and immediately washed back the other way,

Ellaria vanished from sight amongst the eggs as the table shattered, appeared, then appeared again within arms reach.

Fey panicking reached out with all the desperate strength she could and latched onto the elf, drawing her into an embrace as the endless clattering roar rolled back the way it had come, back over itself and down.

Fey squeezed her eyes shut as everything became roaring eggs, able to do nothing but survive under the deluge.

It was truly total obliteration via egg.

But at last, the eggs came to a stop.

Fey held Ellaria close as she shoved and pushed the eggs that were over her away, sunlight breaking over her head as she freed herself. She came out on a steep slope of eggs and slipped down with a yelp, coming down on a spot of grass somehow mostly clear of eggs.

She had survived. Although she had zero clue about any of the others, that is apart from Ellaria who she held.

She glanced down to check on her to see if she needed healing… and found herself looking at wavy blonde hair.

She blinked.

This… wasn't Ellaria who she held between her breasts.

It was one of the nymphs.

A muffled groan came from the nymph, her voice vibrating against her chest.

She had one of the bad guys buried in her freaking cleavage! Fey really wasn't sure what to do about that. It was probably a bad thing right? Right?!

Trying not to move too quickly she peered down at the nymph's body.

Her leg was quite clearly broken, snapped at the shin and pointing off at an angle that was hard to look at. It also meant the whimpering sounds coming from between her breasts were sounds of pain.

Fey sighed. Really, this was not the kind of situation a healer liked being put in. She couldn't leave this nymph woman in agony, she just couldn't, because she was a healer. But she was still the enemy. But she didn't have a choice, because she was a healer.

Feeling quite resigned she lifted a hand and allowed her healing magic to flow into the Nymph's body.

The leg quickly snapped back into place with a grizzly wet click as the nymph stiffened in her arms, leg already being made whole. The sound of several snapped ribs popping back into place and what was probably a dislocated arm too followed after the leg and finally all polished off by healing up any scars or bruises, even old ones, of which there appeared to be many. The nymph was made healthier than she had been when Fey had first seen her.

"If you try and hurt me or my friends again I'm going to squish you, just so you know."

The Nymphs head lifted, an expression of utter confusion on her face as she looked up at Fey from between her breasts, beautiful blue eyes rounded in shock, a few strands of blonde hair lying loose over her flushed cheeks, lips slightly parted.

"D-Did you just heal me?"

"Yeah. You don't have to thank me."

"...Why?"

Fey sighed, "Because I'm a healer, but also because we're probably not who you think we are. You pretty clearly think we were with others who did something bad." She shrugged. "But we aren't."

The nymph considered this. But then shook her head and pulled away, disentangling herself from Fey's arms and front legs and sitting up on her horse chest. She froze as something very large and very hot and very heavy touched up against her from behind.

She looked over her shoulder to find an absolutely enormous horse cock pressed against her rear.

"Wh-what the fuck is that?!"

"M-my pe- my thingy. Don't worry it won't bite."

"Why is it so large?" boggled the nymph staring at the gently twitching thing.

Fey scratched her cheek. "Well, would you believe all these eggs are from girls I've uhm, s-slept with?"

An expression of fury appeared on the Nymph's face and she stiffly and haughtily rolled off Fey's barrel and stood up on the grass.

"You started to acquire some modicum of trust, but then to throw it all away on an outrageous lie? I do not understand you."

"It's true!" said Fey, scrambling to her feet, "I have a big thingy because I'm just that, uhm, p-productive?"

"Centaurs do not lay eggs. Stop lying."

"Well they didn't come from centaurs, they came from multiple species-" Fey paused as the Nymph visibly became more and more angry, "But maybe we can talk about this later, my bandmates and your comrades are buried in the eggs! And some of them are likely to be injured, we need to find them so I can heal them right?"

The nymph's brow twitched but she finally nodded.

"If you are willing to heal my family then I shall agree to help you find your… band mates."

Fey nodded in agreement and offered the nymph her hand.

"Truce?"

The nymph, clearly with great difficulty, took it and shook it.

"Fine. Truce."

They let their hands drop and turned to look around.

It didn't look very promising, hills and dunes of eggs lay around them, an unimaginable quantity of eggs.

"...Where do we start?"

The nymph rolled her eyes and lifted a finger to tap at one of her long ears.

"I can hear muffled noises. Here." She pointed straight ahead at a wall of eggs.

Fey set out immediately, practically charging into the egg wall she scooped eggs free hand over hand, putting to use her still decent strength despite being suppressed to pull away dozens of eggs.

She felt a bit bad about her rough treatment of the things, but an egg tsunami had put to rest any doubts she had about their invincibility.

Soon she was starting to hear noises too and then spotted a small waving hand.

She took hold of it and backed up, using the great torque of her centaur body to haul the person free from the egg mountain.

An auburn haired head came free and then a bruised face with a gasp, and then the mountain started to disintegrate as a massive pair of breasts were hauled out onto the grass, teddy bears falling around them as they were freed from the eggs.

"Fey!" cried Lily joyfully.

"Lily!" cried Fey back.

They hugged awkwardly with their size difference as the Nymph looked on at them.

"This one with the hugely enlarged chest. She is one of the reasons why we suspect you of collaborating with the enemy."

"Uh, she is?"

"I am?"

"Yes, one of those with the enemy who attacked us was like this one."

The two stared at the nymph then at each other.

"Someone you did it with Fey? But who could that be?"

Fey tried to think about every girl she had slept with. It was clearly a hopeless endeavour and she quickly gave up.

"I don't know who that could be but if they are like Lily here then I must have had s-sex with them at some point, and filled them with eggs like these."

"This nonsense again."

"It's true!" said Lily. She held up the yellow speckled egg she had been holding at the campfire, pulling it from her cleavage, the one kept outside of the dimensional bag.

"This egg came out of me!"

The nymph looked at the egg, then at the otterkin. The egg was something like twenty to twenty five inches tall when stood up. Lily was a little over two and a half feet tall meaning that the egg was over half her height.

Admittedly the otterkin was properly bottom-heavy with huuugely flared and broad hips with a thick tail and rear, but it was hard to imagine such a large egg coming out of her, even if her breasts defied anything that the nymph had ever thought possible.

"I do not believe it."

"I promise it's true!" said Lily earnestly, holding the egg up. Her blue eyed expression framed with dark brunette hair seemed to innocently believe it to, and the nymph hesitated.

"I birthed this egg, I didn't carry around all that weight for nothing! I made this egg! me!"

"Yeah, she made that egg," agreed Fey with the confident Lily.

"Even if I believed this absurd nonsense it tells me nothing, reproduction between species is literally impossible, if anything all you've done is some twisted magic to yourselves and created stone or dead and lifeless eggs. Gods this is so stupid. Look I am a nymph, we have an affinity for life as any true people of the forest do so I can see for myself."

She let out an exasperated sigh and slapped a hand down on top of the egg. A surge of light flashed from her hand and the nymph froze.

"...This is… alive…"

"Told you!"

She snatched her hand back.

"Still, I do not believe you, interspecies reproduction is impossible, and in any case neither of you are reptilian or avian! You stole these eggs from..." she looked around at the sheer number. "From a huge number of mothers… somehow."

"Do you really believe that?" said Fey.

The nymph hesitated but shook her head. "This.. this is a waste of time, we need to be searching for our comrades, now come, I can hear someone trapped beneath the eggs."

The nymph stalked away, and after a moment of glancing at each other Lily and Fey followed.

They found her pulling down eggs from a mound and after some work the limp form of a nymph was pulled free. She was quite severely burned on her front, her flesh red and cracked and weeping blood, her leafy clothing cinders.

The tall nymph looked down at her in dismay.

"My sister… what have you done to my sister…"

"Hey, do you have any idea how many arrows you put in me? I checked and one of them nearly pierced my heart you know. If anything this is getting off lightly considering how pissed you made our captain."

"She's not kidding," muttered Lily, "Our captain is terrifying sometimes."

"Your lot has ended my kind. There is no punishment great enough to be exacted upon on you."

Fey raised an eyebrow hearing that but sat down and carefully ran her hands over the nymph. Her skin eased back from the red raw burns, shedding the dead skin as fresh new skin was formed beneath. In moments the nymph was as she had been, better perhaps as Fey sensed several older injuries, some quite severe. She looked over her work feeling quite pleased. It wasn't that long ago that she would have had trouble healing burns, leaving the skin pink and sensitive, but she had improved and leveled to such a degree that it was impossible to tell the nymph had ever been on fire.

She brushed hair from the nymph's face and they blinked awake, saw Fey, and shrunk back in alarm.

"It's okay Liluth, we're under a flag of truce for the moment."

The nymph slowly sat up, still eyeing Fey warily and checked over her body.

"Was it all a dream Shalaevar? There was so much… burning, so much pain… but I'm fine?"

Shalaevar hummed as she gave Fey a careful look. "You are an extremely powerful and talented healer."

"I know." said Fey standing and looking away. "Where was the other voice you heard?"

The nymph took a moment to reply, "Th-there."

Fey strode amongst the eggs to where the nymph pointed.

This time however as she neared there was no need to drag free the occupant.

Tentacles exploded from amongst the eggs, shoving and pushing them aside as Vivi rose from the depths, pussy tentacles lifting her up in the air.

"G-gently W-Wummy, g-gods!" she moaned as the tentacles writhed between her legs.

The tentacles lowered her and her feet gently alighted on the grass.

"What the hell happened?" said the fox girl looking around in dismay at the mountainous egg-scape.

"The arrow hit the dimensional bag, and well…" Fey shrugged lightly.

"I see, and- Fey, get back!"

The fox girl shifted into a fighter's pose as the tall Shalaevar approached, the pussy tentacles spreading her legs going into a frenzy.

"That bitch. WUMMY TEAR HER TO SHREDS!"

"SQUEEEE!!" came the war cry from Wummy as more tentacles poured from Vivi's pussy.

"No, wait, stop! we're under a truce!" cried Fey jumping in front of the nymph.

Wummy didn't seem to know what that meant as the tentacles darted around her lunging for Shalaevar who stepped back in alarm.

It took Vivi yelling for Wummy to stop to avoid the nymph being killed, Wummy had even wrapped a tentacle around her hip and was about to rip the nymph's arm off when she finally stopped moving.

Fey knew well the slime girl's terrifying strength even if the nymph likely didn't, with her strength sapping elven manacles Wummy was probably now the physically strongest member of Magic Mog. The nymph woman had genuinely been moments away from dying.

She decided then and there she needed to do something about Wummy at some point. The slime girl needed an education about socialising and how dangerous she was and how society treated monsters. Wummy as she currently stood was a bit like a blind person controlling a trebuchet, overreacting to simple stimuli by destroying buildings.

But for the moment she let out a breath of relief as the tentacle eased off the confused looking nymph woman.

"...Is that a fucking slime monster in her pussy?" said Shalaevar.

"Uhm, Yes. But Don't worry, it's tame-ish and you kinda get used to the idea."

"I… see."

Fey turned to the fox girl.

"Listen Vivi, we're under truce right now, meaning no fighting just healing okay?"

"That's not very warrior like, if I had my sword, gods I would just destroy-"

"L-Later okay, for now can you send Wummy to search for the others, including the Nymphs, and ideally without killing them?"

"Sure, I guess. Wummy, go search and retrieve like she wants or whatever."

The fox girl shivered and gasped as even more tentacles poured from her cunt, her paw coming down to clutch at her overtaxed loins as the tentacles spread her thighs and stance wide.

With Wummy's help things of course became trivial. Arm thick tentacles dove into the masses of eggs and squirmed their way through cracks and crevices as deep as needed until they came across something that wasn't an egg whereupon they grabbed hold of it and dragged it back.

In mere minutes limp Nymphs were being hauled free along with an invisible Kayla, who Lily rushed over to tend, and an unconscious Flora and Ellaria.

Fey dashed about healing everyone as quickly as possible, triaging for those most in need first.

Then it was Ellaria's turn. She pressed her palm against the naked elf's sternum then rolled her hand down and between her breasts, checking over every little part of the elf's body inside and out using her senses as a healer.

Fey had to admit that it wasn't just her surface appearance, Ellaria was sheer perfection to her core, she had never felt such a strong and healthy heartbeat in any living being, every cell in her body perfect and practically immortal.

Her hand reached the peak of her rounded belly and she sunk her senses deep, seeking her offspring. They were there, many slowly growing tiny eggs, of course stil impossible for her senses to penetrate, and the elf's womb itself. Ellaria had of course been unintentionally physically perfected by her limit break, whether that meant appearance or heartbeat, but It also meant her womb was the most optimal womb in existence for reproduction.

Fey hadn't quite understood that the perfection would go that far, and was shocked to find her ovaries alone were unlike anything she had ever sensed before, the sheer staggering amount of ovum production…

That was not normal… Elves, she knew as long lived species, were only supposed to produce one ovum every six months, yet that was incomparable to Ellaria as she was now. in fact as she focused on her depths she sensed her body was slowly changing, evolving, readying for even more production. Was her body adapting to her? The demands of perfection requiring her to keep up with Fey's own growth? To match the higher than expected virility it sensed from Fey? It was true that perfection simply wouldn't be perfection if her womb wasted a single drop of Fey's hyper virile sperm…

She bit her lip. The thought of just how insanely fertile her Ellaria was was enough to make her cock throb with excitement. Now she was becoming even more so? Just how fertile would the elf become?

"Fey?" mumbled Ellaria as she opened her eyes.

Fey snatched her hand away,

"T-truce!"

"Huh?"

"W-were under truce so please don't shoot fireballs at them Ella."

The elf narrowed her eyes and struggled up, finding the nymphs laid around the grassy clearing in various states of limpness.

"They tried to murder us…"

"I- I think it was all a misunderstanding!" yelped Fey flapping her hands in the air as Ellaria gave Shalaevar a death glare, sparks already spilling from her red hair.

"A misunderstanding is not a good enough excuse for what they did. They peppered you with arrows and they nearly killed Flora."

"It's not a misunderstanding. You are allies of those who killed our treant lover," snapped Shalaevar .

Ellaria blinked in surprise.

"What? Your treant is dead? But doesn't that mean you are…"

"Yes, our line is dead too. Once this generation of nymphs die there will be no more Nymphs, we were the last whole nymph clan left, all other clans we know of in the world have had their treant destroyed and so all nymphs were reliant upon our treant, ours was the last."

Ellaria wiped her brow. "I can somewhat understand your anger as I have made academic study of Nymphs and the slow eradication of their treants by poachers in the last century or so, but why attack us?"

Shalaevar pointed to the headless corpse of the human lying out on the grass, one of the things that Wummy had pulled out.

"You work with the strangely clothed humans, they are amongst your number." Her hand moved to Lily, "And the those whose bodies have become sexually extreme."

Her expression went from serious to irritated as Fey and Ellaria looked at her completely nonplussed.

"Don't act dumb, there is no others like those who attacked us anywhere."

"Hang on, are you saying you were attacked by a group of humans from the eastern continent?"

"I… do not know if that is their origin. There were maybe two dozen of them and they were led by a goblin child. They wore strange clothes and were either powerful mages or powerful warriors."

"G-goblin child?!" squeaked Fey.

"Could you not have hunted them after they left? Why come after us?"

"We could not. Once the humans were done killing our treant lover they took blades and saws to him and took our lover to pieces before our eyes. They dismantled him and at the goblin child's direction fashioned him into armour for their bodies."

"Treant wood is nigh impenetrable to magic," murmured Ellaria, "Even a dragon might struggle to damage it."

"Once they had finished butchering our treant lover and making items from him a great white mass came down from the sky, a kobogon whose belly was a vast thing, her breasts expansive. They had fashioned ropes around her body like the rigging of a ship and once they had grabbed hold she took off, flying into the sky with all two dozen humans and the goblin child."

Ellaria chewed her nail. "Why do I suddenly have a very bad feeling…" she muttered, her voice filled with concern.

"That's probably Shiva, I think," mumbled Fey, "But she's not with us! She tried to kill us! We tried to kill her! She's- she's bad… and those with her killed your lover?"

"They killed many of us and our treant lover too, they did it and called us monsters, they claimed they were heroes. With us few nymphs and no treant left in the world it means the extinction of all nymphs. We seek vengeance at any cost, the last doomed nymph clan destined to die out, we will make those who did this to us pay with their lives."

Ellaria rubbed her chin. "I suspect you are already second guessing our involvement. I can tell you the goblin child at one point very nearly killed me, the kobogon nearly killed all of us, and the human we summoned came from a stone we stole from the goblin child and was unrelated to the group of humans the goblin possesses. Lastly, the kobogon's size is because she… slept with Fey here, against Fey's will."

"That is highly convenient." snapped Liluth, "Do you really expect us-

Shalaevar raised a hand with a sigh, "I think it's true."

"D-does that mean he has more stones like the blue summoning stone to summon insane humans?" said Fey.

"We can only speculate, he may have acquired these humans before we stole the stone and has been training them for some years, or they may be recent and from another stone." she sighed, "Not just one insane human running around, but multiple of them? I guess I'm not too worried though, they seem to have zero sense of self preservation."

"What does it all mean?"

Ellaria shrugged lightly. "Nothing good, that's for sure. in any case I think you nymphs owe us an apology for attacking." She glanced around at the mountains of eggs. "And a very very large sum of gold for destroying an extremely expensive dimensional bag."

Liluth scoffed. "Nymphs have no need for meaningless gold. Metals from the earth belong only in the earth."

"You will find nothing of the like with us and nor do I care to entertain such an idea, why should we, we are doomed to extinction, perhaps you had a hand in that intentional or not."

Shalaevar flopped down on the grass and bowed her head. After a moment Liluth crouched by her and whispered into the depressed nymph's ear.

Fey raised a hesitant hand.

"Uhm, w-would you like to be undoomed? I could maybe help with that? it's not like I haven't done it before… kinda seems to be a trend…"

Liluth scowled up at her.

"Make mockery of us again centaur and I will kill you."

"She isn't lying," said Ellaria, "But I really don't want to assist you after you almost killed us."

"C'mon Ella, they're going to go extinct!"

"Do we even know what's in these eggs Fey?"

"It's- s-still worth trying!"

Liluth suddenly stood.

"Do you not hear yourselves? You mock and ridicule victims of evil!? What is wrong with you people!?"

Lily held up her egg "It's real though!"

"It's all lies!" shrieked the nymph and she kicked the egg held in Lily's hands as hard as she could. A snapping sound followed. The egg being ridiculously hard meant that she instantly broke her toe on impact and fell back with a cry of pain clutching her foot.

Fey sighed and went to heal the despairing sobbing Nymph. Really, they were kind of pitiful now that she knew their story.

"Crack?"

"No, it was more of a snapping sound."

Crack.

"Not like that, wait how are you making that sound Lily?"

Lily looked up at her captain, then down at the egg held in her arms.

Crack.

a split appeared on the white eggshell, one that ran across it as the egg started to come apart.

Liluth, still holding her foot, stared frozen at it, as did Fey in the middle of healing her, Ellaria and Shalaevar too.

"Uhm," said Lily, "I think it's hatching."

The cracks spread as something pushed up from within and after what seemed like a lot of effort a top part of the egg fell away, then another part until there was a gap.

A head appeared from the egg, one with long brown hair and otter ears, tiny.

Fey stared at the thing.

It wasn't… quite what she had expected. It was… extremely cute, but not like any child she had ever known, in fact it almost seemed familiar and with surprise she realised she recognised the tiny otterkin's appearance. It was like the males she had absorbed when they were made small, the face rounded, chibi like, with big eyes, and a blank look.

Was it a child? Fey honestly wasn't sure. Yes it came from an egg, it was just…

"Bwuh," said the chibi otterkin and fell forward clumsily. The front of the egg broke apart and it flopped out and onto the grass below, the clear fluids of the egg spilling away with it.

A sharp intake of breath came from every person in the clearing, eyes going so round they made perfect circles, hands going to mouths.

The tiny otterkin stood up.

It stood up on its four legs.

Its four horse legs.

Fey boggled at the thing.

"H-hey what's going on, what am I looking at here? what is this thing?" spoke Flora, her voice shaky.

"Th-that's not an otterkin… and it's not a centaur."

The thing wasn't quite upright ofcourse, there appeared to be a bit of a problem with this newly invented centaur otterkin. That was while its horse half was ready and raring to go like a newborn foal its upper body was as floppy and weak as a normal newborn otterkin child.

Magic Mog and the nymphs stared in horror as the otterkin centaur began prancing across the grass while its upper body hung down limp, cooing 'Bwuh' sounds coming from the thing as it ran blindly across the grass before tumbling over, the otter tail emerging from its horse rear end waving excitedly in the air like a dog.

"F-Fey, did you make a new species, am I looking at a new species???"

"Impossible!" squawked Liluth.

"It's not… completely impossible." breathed Ellaria. "Where did you think Kobogons come from? Sometimes if there's some distant relation it is very rarely possible, it's just, there isn't one between centaurs and otterkins."

"All life is distantly related," mumbled Shalaevar, "If you go back far enough."

"See!" said Lily, "Fey totally could could fuck you full of babies!"

"This isn't- This can't-" gasped Liluth

Shalaevar interrupted her with an elbow to the side.

"What if… I was to entertain this idea," said Shalaevar slowly.

"Shalaevar!" said Liluth, outraged.

"Shush. Do you think it is better to just go extinct? With this I see… potential."

Lily waved vaguely at the sea of eggs around them. "Bit more than just potential don't you think? All this came from just three girls"

"I struggle to believe that but for now I am more interested in the mechanics of how this idea might happen. That cock she possesses cannot fit in anything short of a loxodon, and even then."

"Erm, well I kinda have this magic you see, and I uh, miiiight have already accidently used it on you all when I healed you?" Fey touched her finger tips together nervously.

Shalaevar frowned but turned to Liluth and touched her hand to her skin. With a flash of light she hummed with interest.

"I sense something, something different. I suppose what you say might be true..."

"And with it we can have s-sex, and I can breed you, a lot, like a lot a lot."

"We don't really have time for this Fey, the sooner we get moving the less likely it is we will be starving before we reach draconica. We may have to make up even more time if we have to go find a dimensional bag and rush back here to collect the eggs, lord knows that comes with its own set of problems"

"I can't just leave them to become extinct Ella! That's wrong! I should breed them all, it's the right thing to do!"

Ellaria rubbed her forehead and let out a captainy groan.

"Gods. Okay fine, but be quick about it."

Fey turned to Shalaevar.

"Uhm, s-so I have permission from my captain, so d-do you want this?"

Shalaevar looked around at the nymphs, then down at the tiny otterkin centaur wandering around the clearing making mindless burbling sounds.

"I suppose half a nymph is better than no nymph at all being in the world. Fine. Sisters?"

"No, no way, this is utterly ludicrous Shalaevar," groused Liluth folding her arms and turning away.

"Never."

"No way."

In the end Shalaevar was able to convince only two of the seven nymphs other than herself.

Fey found herself at the end of an egg surrounded clearing away from the others, the three nymphs standing in front of her looking nervous, their arms drawn up tight and defensive under their breasts.

It was one of the most weirdly awkward situations Fey felt she had ever been in.

"If- if it's for the future of nymphs, b-but don't expect me to enjoy it!" said one long legged nymph, her crystalline blue eyes looking up at Fey.

"Like doing it with some kind of beast, this is nothing alike to the nobility of our treant lover."

Shalaevar clucked her tongue. "Really Fildarae? I've seen you seducing lost adventurers under the full moon light not much different than this, you don't have a leg to stand on."

"What adventurer has a beastly cock like that?!" hissed Fildarae.

"Uhm it's not so bad, once inside, I uh, have been told."

The three nymphs gave her disbelieving looks.

Shalaevar shook her head and drew in a breath, steeling herself.

"Just… lie down or something okay, maybe I can just masturbate you as I press myself against the t-tip and take your seed that way or something."

Fey nodded silently, not wanting to make the nymphs any more uncomfortable than they already were.

She got down on to her knees and sat then rolled over onto her back, her upper back resting on a pile of eggs behind.

Her absolutely monstrous veined cock slapped down on her belly with a definite thud.

The three nymphs stared wide eyed at the thing, lips slightly parted.

"Y-you cannot be serious, that thing is bigger than my freaking leg!"

"Sisters, do we want extinction? there's must be some way- if we only- maybe If I lay sideways- If I got the right angle on it-"

"Say what you want, it's not going in. Waaaay too big."

"So masturbate her while I squat over the tip! Goddamit Fildarae, this is important!"

"Y-you want us to touch that thing? Like with our bare hands?"

Shalaevar didn't reply but took a step forward. As she did so the leafy clothing she was wearing disintegrated, fluttering down to the ground in many parts. The nymph was left standing stark naked next to Fey fully on display for her eyes, although her arms were still hugged around her body.

She, like an elf, was very beautiful, with a slim waist and extremely long legs, her breasts more than several handfuls in size. Fey was given a direct view of her very appealing looking pussy, labia hidden between the puffy smooth delicate softness of her surrounding muff, her skin a little pink as though her puss was blushing with embarassment.

The nymph lifted a foot and hesitantly touched a toe against the massive cock. It was unyielding and made her foot look tiny in comparison, the weighty thing not even moving slightly under her push, her toes slipping over thumb thick veins.

Dainty versus brutal was an understatement.

"It's okay," murmured Fey, "I'll be gentle, and it will only feel good."

"Hmmph. We Nymphs ride kidnapped adventurers until they are begging for rest, this is- this is nothing! just some silly amount of size, I- I just need your seed centaur, that is all."

She lifted her long legs and strode over Fey, her legs split wide as she straddled Fey's large barrel.

"Sh-Shalaevar, you can change your mind still…" murmured Fildarae.

Instead of answering Shalaevar lowered herself down, crouching until her pussy was centimetres above the heavy log of a dick, and then pressing against it as she dropped the final bit in a rush.

A gasp escaped her mouth as the hardness pressed up against her incredibly soft pussy.

"H-hot! It's hot!" Her legs wobbled and her hands fell forward, grasping at the cock to keep herself upright.

She swallowed as she found both hands weren't even remotely close to encircling the shaft.

"S-so much cock…"

She licked her lip, breath coming a little heavier as her eyes examined the thing close up.

"Come forward when you're ready, it's okay," said Fey encouragingly.

The nymph scowled up at her but after a moment began shuffling forward awkwardly.

The other two watched her, after a moment their eyes were drawn down to where her pussy was leaving a snail trail of wet across the rock hard surface.

Fey reached out a hand and helped pull her the rest of the way and the nymph came down with a bump in front of the cock tip, just before her front horse legs. Shalaevar's hands took hold of Fey's ankles, gripping them for balance

"It's okay, see? nothing to be worried about, I promise you will enjoy it."

"I will never enjoy this centaur. I do this for my kind, to prevent extinction, this is a cold clinical act, there is no pleasure of any kind to be gained from this."

"Is that why you leaked all over her Shalaevar?"

The nymph blinked then looked back over her shoulder a long wet line of arousal leading up Fey's cock, clear evidence of her shame.

"I- I- th-that's, j-just pee!" she squawked.

"You peed on the centaur?"

"NO! Look, just shut up. This is cold, clinical, just going through the motions of sex, of breeding, that is all. Gods, just help me with this ridiculous thing would you?!"

The other two nymphs glanced at each other but stepped forward and hesitantly slipped their hands beneath Fey's cock. With a deal of effort they heaved it up, the massive three foot eight inch penis angling up and allowing Shalaevar to lift her leaky rear and hover it in front of the broad head. Spider web strings of her juices dangled from her pussy as her trembling hips aligned.

The nymph ducked down and looked between her legs, eyeing the massive urethra on the tip.

"Okay now just stroke her until she cums, and the seed will shoot out into my vagina. Simple."

The two nymphs grumbled but began moving their hands as they held her length up.

"It might miss if you aren't pressed against me you know," hummed Fey, "Then you might have to do this all again."

The Nymph shot her a dirty look but hesitantly moved her rear back, her softness touching up against the blunt tip, her globular ass cheeks squishing softly in as her pussy touched up against it, the pressure causing her inner folds to peek from her slit.

The nymph stifled a femine sound escaping from her lips as the urethra scraped against her labia.

"Th-This should work, like this I can be fully b-bred and impregnated."

"But some seed might slip around if you aren't pressing hard against it, try to use my legs as leverage, here let me help."

Fey moved her front legs and the Nymph stiffened in alarm as she was pressed back against the cock tip. Her labia squished against the surface and to the nymph's surprise started to part, blooming like a flower and spreading a little.

"Do you feel your pussy doing that? Spreading for me? I can feel it, I can feel your puss kissing at my tip, desperate to take me. Your body recognises what I am even if you don't, a breeder that dwarfs everything it has ever known, one that can fuck you deeper and more thoroughly than any male, pump you full with thick virile cum, leaving you heavy and fat with kids, a happy satisfied mother."

A low keening sound had been rising from the Nymph as Fey spoke, in time as Fey's voice changed from her usual shyness to a confident dominant command, a voice that stated fact.

The two nymphs awkwardly masturbating Fey glanced at each other in surprise, then even more surprise as they found rivulets of fluid rolling across their fingers. Following the rivulets back up they found Shalaevar's rear shaking and trembling and pressing against the cock head, her pussy making a sloppy leaky mess as it quelched against it.

"F-fucking g-gawds, d-don't talk to me like that! that's-! I don't feel that way! This is c-clinical damnittttt!"

"Is that why you are grinding your pussy against me, desperately trying to stretch yourself wider, greedy for my cock? I can already feel your inside walls slurping against me Shalaevar, your stiff little clit scraping over my hardness as you press yourself onto me more and more."

The nymph shook her head. "Nuuu! I d-don't! I'm not doing that! My pussy can't fit you, I cannn't!"

"Are you sure about that? Just how far do you think your pussy has parted and stretched already? I know, I can feel you, like a mouth sucking and hungering against my tip, your labia rolling across my surface as you are moulded to take me, permanently changed so that only my size can satisfy you."

The nymph's body was quickly becoming heated, her skin damp, hip length hair sticking, her breath coming in pants.

"FRRKKK! it's not- i'm just pressing against you i'm not spreading, my pussy can't- I can't it's impossible! HNNNN!"

Fey suddenly jerked her front legs down, ramming them away from her upper body. The nymph, taken by surprise and still gripping the legs for support, found herself being shoved backward, shoved backward onto the raised cock.

With a loud wet SCHLORRP! her labia abruptly slipped around the nobbled rim of the blunt tip and engulfed it, her sopping pussy's need to swallow the great equine penis at last granted as the nymph stretched obscenely around Fey.

Skllrrrrrrrshhh!

"AAAAIIHHHHEEEEEEE!!!!!!"

Squealed Shalaevar as she came hard, a light spray of fluid raining down on Fey's horse chest as she hung onto Fey's legs for dear life.

It took nearly a minute for the nymph to recover, panting and gasping until she lifted her sweat covered head, long blonde mussed hair lying across her face.

"What the hell do you think you are doing centaur?! That- shoving me around as if I am some weak woods fairy. I don't need your interference, I will remain as I am in front of your cock and you shall ejaculate into me at a distance. Truly I have had enough of this, would you two finish jerking this damned horse off already!"

"Uhm, S-Shalaevar?"

"What!

"Sh-she's inside of you…"

The nymph blinked but then ducked down to look between her legs. Her eyes went very round as the sight of a massive log of a dick thicker than her thigh filled her view, and that her labia was quite clearly stretched paper thin around.

As she watched a last bead of squirt cruised down her tiny erect clit dwarfed by Fey and dripped from the tip.

"O-oh."

"Any girl can take me, because of the magic, take me happily because nothing and no one can give what I can."

Shalaevar whimpered.

"You can feel it can't you? That primal animal calling, to be bred over and over by the most dominant breeder, to be permanently stretched and marked by the largest most powerful bull, to grow milky and heavy with their children over any other."

A little sprinkle of her juices showered down.

"Did my words just make you cum? But we haven't even started moving Shalaevar. Are you really that turned on?"

"Oh god please sto- stop I c-can't- I can't hold baaaaackkkk anymoreee!!!" wailed the nymph as she gripped Fey's front legs and thrust herself down.

The smooth flat clean lines of the nymph's belly abruptly bulged out, massive brutal horsecock sillhoutted softly in her tented out belly.

The nymph howled, her pussy rippling as her legs trembled, barely keeping from collapsing.

"S-Shalaevar?!" cried Fildarae

"It feels too fucking gewwwd!HNFFFGGHHH!!just fucking fuck mee! breed meeeeeeee! Breed me you oversized centaurrrr!!"

The two other nymphs stared in shock as Shalaevar lost it, bucking her hips trying to get more horse dick inside of her.

Fey hummed, "Well I can't really reach you with my hands, kinda the downside of being a centaur, but if you try hard enough I might move my hips a bit."

Shalaevar began furiously thrusting herself up and down, gripping Fey's front legs vice-like as she drove her pussy up and down, her paper thin labia dragged out behind her pussy and wrapping skin tight around all the veins and bumps before tucking back into her muff as she drove herself back down with a howl.

SKLLLLLRRRSHH!! SKLLLLLLRRRRSSHH!! She sprayed down Fey's front in long powerful jets of cunt nectar, the boiling hot fluid bouncing off and sprinkling over the skin of Fey's upper half it came on so enthusiastically.

Fey put her hands behind her head and gave the nymph a small smile.

Shalaevar gave her a betrayed look, "N-no give me eet! Move with me!!" she turned her head and glanced back at the others.

"Help me! come here damn you, give me support!"

The two nymphs seemed frozen, unsure what to do.

"What are you waiting for? Give me help or I'll ban you from ever experiencing this as clan head!"

That got them moving and the two nymphs scrambled up and stood either side of Shalaevar, grabbing hold of her arms as she grabbed hold of theirs allowing her a better angle to push herself back.

The two nymphs for their part were left staring wide eyed at the obscene bulge that was the nymphs belly, a cock sleeve for horse cock.

Shalaevar grunted and thrust herself down, writhing her hips as she twisted and squirmed, anything to get more horse cock inside her passage, anything to increase that delicious stretching feeling.

Unfortunately there was a blockage and she came to a halt as her cervix kissed the tip.

"Wh-why can't I go furtherrr! you said your magic would fix thisss!"

"That's your cervix Shalaevar, the entrance to your most sacred place, your womb, the place where life grows once inseminated with my seed, the place where you can be most directly bred. Are you sure you want me in your most deepest place?"

"HNGGG YES GODS! YES! FUCKING GET INSIDE OF ME YOU ABSOLUTE BEAST OF A CENTAUR!!"

"It seems like your cervix agrees, I can feel it kissing at my tip, but you're going to have to try a little harder if you want to be bred so fully, to truly be marked by me."

The nymph didn't reply but grit her teeth, grabbing tight on the two others and shoving herself back, heels digging and sliding against the grass below as she strained.

"What are you waiting for you two, freaking push me!" she snapped at the others.

The two nymphs hurried to do as she said, and with a sudden shclrk and lurch she thrust back, her distended belly lurching forward to crash against her breasts sending them rippling.

The nymph threw her head back and screamed, her legs going up in the air, toes splayed, as she pulled at the two other nymphs making them stumble, a long powerful jet of squirt spraying down Fey's chest and splashing at the others' legs soaking them to the skin.

Shalaevar went limp, her gaze staring down at the cock bulge parting her breasts, a rounded cylinder of her flesh bulging out from her abdomen and reaching down to her mons, the shape of Fey inside her.

"...H-holy fuck, I c-can feel every little bit of you and theres so freaking much!"

"Ready?"

"F-for?"

Fey didn't reply but bucked her hips a little causing the nymph to gasp and clutch at her sisters with a death grip. Her legs unbalanced and she slid a little further down and then again as Fey followed it up with another little buck, heels slipping over the now slick with wet grass.

The nymph's voice warbled as Fey slowly slid more and more of herself inside of her, finally reaching the medial ring where the thick thing hit home against her stretched out pussy and stiff little clit.

The nymph came hard with the impact and Fey leaned into her pleasure by bouncing the nymph over and over and over on her medial ring, the thick mass of flesh crashing and slamming against her reddened pussy, driving her mad, driving her wild.

In fact it was also driving Fey a bit to distraction too and she realised that she might have miscalculated. An entire night having her cock massaged and spraying pre into her lover had lowered her trigger point by a lot and a sudden feeling of release hit her out of the blue, her cock stiffening hugely as cum exploded up her shaft and sprayed into Shalaevar's womb.

Shalaevar screamed as she watched her belly billow outwards, her eyes rounded with shock as tens of gallons of boiling hot equine breeding batter sprayed in long heavy ropes directly into her core.

Her tummy spilled outward as she was filled, quickly taking up the space before her front legs and pushing up between, the softness bulging out around Fey's front legs.

The long graceful legs of the nymph went mad, kicking and drumming against the ground as she howled, her fingernails drawing red lines across her sister's arms as she swelled in size, her belly pushing Fey's front legs down as she spilled over the top.

Fey had a front seat view of the smooth pale skin of the nymph's cum belly rolling up her body, spilling over her hips then her own flat stomach, then pressing up against the undersides of her enormous breasts, then pushing them up before overcoming her in size and rolling over the top squishing them down.

The nymph's body reached up to her neck and didn't even seem close to stopping. As it was there was nothing Fey could do to stop her head slowly being buried in incredibly soft cum belly, the immense heat of the horse cum behind radiating through the nymph's flesh to warm her face, the slurry of thick fluid churning and vibrating against her.

The nymph grew until her belly was rolling up the mountain of eggs and her sisters were staggering back their mouths slack with shock.

But at last the final massive surging spray of centaur cum exploded into Shalaevar and she stopped swelling in size.

Which was a relief, but as Fey quickly realised, a small issue with having lost her strength was that her overwhelming output was now overwhelming her! No matter how she shifted or tried to move or kicked her legs she couldn't get enough leverage or strength to roll the massive female mass off her body!

She cried out for help, her voice muffled below the nymph.

Luckily someone realised that she was in trouble and she felt Shalaevar being rolled off to the side.

Summer sun broke back over her face and she drew in gasping breaths as she sat back up.

She turned to see the two nymphs plus Ellaria just pushing the mass of Shalaevar aside, her body coming to rest eleven feet above the ground, her legs lying limp as her gape cooled in the open air, a trickle of centaur cum rolling down her size.

"S-sorry!" cried Fey, "I- I'm never normally that q-quick to uhm, eja-ejaculate, I just uhm, was a little primed!"

Shalaevar let out a long and beyond extremely satisfied groan.

"I've never felt anything like that, our treant lover was nothing in comparison, even at his most awake, and you say it could have been… better?"

"W-well I usually fully hilt myself in a girl, all the way to the base, but I didn't even get my medial ring inside you, I'm sorry…" said Fey, her head lowering with shame.

Shalaevar gave her a shocked look. "Al-All of it? like double the amount of cock?" she swallowed loudly, "I struggle to imagine… how that would feel…"

Fildarae looked up at the nymph, one eyebrow raised. "I have never seen you so utterly enthralled by a sexual partner Shalaevar, you were like a nymph on her first kidnapping who accidently kidnaps an experienced minotaur."

"Far more than that," she breathed arily, "I can't even begin to describe it, I feel like for the first time in my life I've had an actual real orgasm, everything else is just a faded shadow… and-" she suddenly paused and looked down at her belly, "Wait, what is this?" She lifted her hand and just as she had touched at the surface a light appeared under her fingers.

The nymph reeled back, her eyes popping out of her head in shock.

"Th-the life, the sheer amount of life! WHAT DID YOU PUT IN ME!?"

"Uhm it's just my c-cum, b-but i've been told by a dryad that it holds as much uhm, l-life as a forest or something, although i'm not really sure what that means…"

"Just a forest? No this is…." She shook her head slightly and then seemed to focus on her belly.

After a moment and to Fey's shock the nymph's belly started to reduce, very slowly easing down from its massive room filling size as the nymph seemed to absorb it.

As the cum absorbed the nymph's body changed with it, each inch of cum belly lost adding to the nymph's body, putting on height and size, growing her larger, her arms and legs reaching further and further down her shrinking cumbelly until her belly she was half the size and her feet and hands were reaching the grassy ground.

The four of them watched mesmerised as the nymph grew larger still, the last of her belly easing up as she rested on all fours until she looked six months pregnant and then her midriff was flat and smooth.

The nymph slowly rose to her feet.

The faces of Fey, Ellaria, and the two other nymphs tilted up, jaws slack as Shalaevar arose to her new full height of eleven foot tall, the same as she was, just enlarged to a much greater size, her long wavy blonde hair like a waterfall down her back, crystalline blue eyes faintly glowing. From Fey's view on the ground she had a clear view up into the nymphs gape which was relatively smaller now that she had grown so much larger, sloppy strings of mixed horsecum and femcum dangled from the swollen folds of her gape, reaching down between her immense thighs.

The nymph stretched her arms over her head in a morning stretch, her enormous breasts rolling and rippling across her rib cage as she yawned.

"I feel incredible." the giant nymph breathed.

"Uhm… is that supposed to happen?"

Ellaria clucked her tongue in realisation. "She's the same as the dryad."

"Yes," came Shalaevar's louder voice, "All true people of the forest are able to subsume from the life of the forest directly or indirectly, it is how we sustain ourselves. But this, I cannot imagine the size of the forest that would be required to grow as this. So pure and so dense a source of life is simply impossible… except from you it appears."

"Yes, you are quite big," mumbled Fildarae looking a little glassy eyed.

"And the pregnancy?" asked the other nymph.

Shalaevar brushed her fingertips over her midriff.

"I can tell that I am… extremely pregnant."

The two nymphs murmured in awe.

Fildarae licked her lip and turned to Fey, "S-say, would it be alright if I got some of that?"

A massive hand palmed the top of Fildarae's head, the fingers gripping her cranium.

"Oh Fildarae, I might have been content with allowing you to do as you wished before, but now? I intend to bring back nymphs from the brink with a fire, not just with a few, but with an army, a nation of nymphs to fight back against the poachers, to crush and destroy them forevermore."

"Huhwha? Ah!"

Fildarae found a pair of large hands grabbing hold of her waist and herself being lifted into the air.

Shalaevar stepped over the wary Fey, her now far larger legs straddling her with ease as she leant down to place Fildarae between Fey's front legs.

"H-hold on i'm not r-ready-

Shalaevar dragged the nymph down, her nethers crashing home agaisnt the tip of Fey's dick with a heavy impact.

Fildarae screamed as her pussy was made to take the fat cock, stretching obscenely around Fey as she was given no time at all to acclimatise.

"You will be made so full with children that you cannot move sister, an uncountable horde ready to grow up into an unstoppable legion of half nymphs!"

"AAHHNNNN!!??" squealed Fildarae, spraying down Fey's front as Shalaevar sheathed her deeper.

"Your pregnancy will eclipse a century of nymphs born Fildarae, no two centuries!"

The howling thrashing nymph wasn't capable of forming words as she was dragged deeper with bouncing tugs, her belly parting her breasts as the huge nymph used her like a cock sleeve.

"A glade mother, no a forest mother, no, a mother of countries, a nymph country!"

With a scream she was dragged past the medial ring with a wet schlrp! and went hurtling toward the base.

Shalaevar pulled back, shifting her legs around Fey's back legs and kneeling before her, the smaller nymph gripped in her hands.

Then she began to bounce her up and down.

Fey was treated to the sight of seeing the composed and elegant nymph turned into a flailing thrashing cock sleeve, a helpless toy being driven up and down her nearly four foot of cock, her tenting belly thrusting before her over and over as she howled, spraying and spraying pussy juice across Fey's barrel.

Fortunately for Fildarae, or maybe unfortunately considering her wails for more, Fey quickly found herself coming to a peak again and blew her incredible load into the nymph.

Soft pale belly rolled rapidly up her barrel, crashing against her front legs as her cock throbbed with each massive surge of cum sprayed into the nymph, growing her until Fey's front legs were once more pressed down and belly was rolling up her front, helpless under the sheer weight of her own ejaculation.

She wasn't buried for long this time however as the giant Shalaevar rolled Fildarae aside, her still sliff length violently ripped from the nymph's abused puss in a gush of glue like cum.

Her cum and pussy juice slick cock slapped back down against her stomach with a heavy thump as it was freed, droplets of fluid flinging in every direction.

Beside her, Fildarae was already absorbing her load, moaning and clutching at her breasts as her belly shrunk, being subsumed and absorbed by her body.

The nymph arose, reaching her new twelve foot of height.

She looked at her hands. "I feel like I could do anything sister. Like an ancient nymph. a nymph from the legends."

"Yes, forests are not as they were in the old times, we could never have become so powerful, but with this we could change our fate, and not just survive, but thrive."

The two giant nymphs turned on the remaining small nymph who swallowed nervously, face looking up at the two giants with not a little concern for her fate but with a core of determination.

What was happening hadn't gone entirely unnoticed of course, and a small crowd had appeared at the edge of the clearing, peeking around the eggs with curiosity at Fey, or boggling at the giants that had appeared. Some looked extremely excited, practically vibrating on the spot, others quietly hungry, or filled with awe.

As the third nymph took a step forward one of the excited ones broke free and sprinted across the clearing, skidding to a stop in front of her.

"Me first!"

The third nymph unceremoniously grabbed her by the hair and yanked her off her feet, then stepped ahead and lifted her arms up, presenting herself to be picked up by the two larger women.

"No way am I waiting any longer, I feel like I'm going to freaking explode if I don't get that cock in me."

The two giants descended on her and she found herself being lowered onto the enormous cock as one giant hand angled it upward.

She was slid down the length screaming, forcibly pressed over the medial ring in one long slow drop, until her hyper sensitive pussy was brushing at the base.

"Move meeee!" squealed the nymph as the two giants moved her back up in a long easy motion.

Fey groaned as the cock sleeve nymph was used to mastrubate her.

The feeling only increased as the last of the nymphs broke cover to run over and along with the other then leapt at her balls, licking and kissing and sucking on their surface, causing them to churn and start to grow.

Soon the third nymph was billowing outward, her tummy becoming a lake of cum as she screamed her lungs out. Then she was removed and was standing even as her belly absorbed and became flat, a huge woman reaching her full twelve feet of height, her nipples above the head height of Fey had she been standing.

Shalaevar and Fildarae moved to grab up another of the nymphs even as Fey found herself being lifted, picked up by the third as she slipped under her.

Fey found herself lying atop the massive nymph, her head buried between her vast breasts as her giant hands gripped her front horse legs.

It was quite… a strange feeling. She was very used to being far stronger and larger than those she was with, well, with the exception of Alexandria, but here she was weakened and outsized, a nymph holding her lovingly in her lap as two others speared another nymph on her cock.

It was strangely relaxing to receive such intimate attention. Her balls being lovingly mouthed as her hair was stroked by the nymph holding her, her backs resting against her incredibly soft body insead of the hard ground, enveloped in women.

Soon the next nymph was filled and then growing, standing to her full height of twelve feet.

To her delight she found the nymph diving between her legs and her balls being engulfed as the woman took her entire testacles into her mouth, swirling and sucking on them vigorously as the other smaller nymphs moved up to kissing and licking the base of her cock.

Her balls went mad under the sensation of course, the active sperm inside sensing female on literally all sides and quickly began to swell in size stretching the mouth of the nymph.

The sensation was enough to make her cum almost immediately in the next nymph and another twelve foot tall or so woman joined, this one suckling on her left breast.

It didn't take long for her to fill the last nymph and she found her self with no one left to fuck yet nymphs still licking and kissing her body all over, massive mouths, kissing and pressing agaisnt her belly and cock.

She opened her eyes to see long haired blonde heads working their way all over her body, tongue bathing and worshipping her anatomy, mouthing and kissing her cock and balls and breasts.

That is apart from Shalaevar who stood before them, hands on hips.

Strangely she had become the shortest of the group of nymphs, the others around twelve or thirteen feet in height.

"I have been speaking with your band as you impregnated my family centaur, I am now aware that it is possible to double impregnate a female.

"Uh- y-you are?"

"Yes," she smiled. "And of course as the leader it is best that I am the largest and most powerful. Sisters, if you would."

The nymph whose cheeks and throat were bulging with Fey's balls slowly drew back, struggling as she found that the balls had become too large to fit past her lips and were still growing, her cheeks bulging out hugely. She made a panicked muffled sound as they surged larger still and the other nymphs grabbed hold of her head, forcefully hauling her back. Saliva soaked dark horse balls popped from her mouth as she fell back on her rear, strings of spittle linking her parted reddened lips.

Fey's balls thumped down on top Fildarae's mons, significantly more weighty than they had been.

Then Fey found herself rising up in the air, this time for real, literally being picked up and raised skyward, hands carrying her from beneath. Which was necessary as Shalaevar bent over an egg mountain and raised her rear presenting herself to be fucked. Smaller than the others or not, the distance from her pussy to the floor was something Fey couldn't have ever hoped to have reached on her own.

She found her horse chest resting on Shalaevar's back as the nymphs lifted her over top, nymphs diving below to spread Shalaevar's cheeks and give easy access as others gripped her cock and guided her into the drippy slightly gaped pussy of the nymph.

Fey groaned as she was sheathed in an extra large pussy, huge nymph muscles gripping down on her shaft, rippling deliciously from top to bottom.

The nymphs had been her cock sleeves at first, but now, somehow, she had become the toy, a stud used by the cock hungry girls to breed and fill them.

She was eased forward, her chest sliding up the nymph's back as she was made to hilt in the nymph by huge hands gripping her rear, dangling horse thighs squishing against the enormous soft nymph buttocks evan as huge hands gripped her rear and thighs and shifted her back, a slurry of pussy juice and previous cum waterfalling down as her soaking wet cock was re-exposed back to the air.

Shalaevar let out a long needy moan as her huge folds clung and gripped at the cock, one hand lifting to feel at her belly bulge as Fey was eased back in, her hand pushed back as the shape of Fey rose up to the underside of her dangling breasts as she hilted.

Used was an understatement, Fey felt like a tool to breed, albeit an experience she relished. She was completely under the nymphs' power, far too weak to fight back against them, her back hooves dangling helplessly as she was powerfucked into Shalaevar.

The nymphs drove her harder, faster, slamming her home against Shalaevar's jelly-like rear, thighs rippling with the brutal impact as she scraped up her insides with the flared tip of her cock.

The nymph screamed and pussy juice exploded around fey's hips soaking her back half to the bone, streams of nectar rolling down her legs to drizzle and drip from her dangling hooves.

That didn't slow the nymphs in the slightest and they pounded her harder, gripping her tail and legs, holding her still growing balls up so they didn't crash against Shalaevar with each thrust.

The mound of eggs rattled as Shalaevar held on for dear life, many hands gripping her hips to hold her in place for the breeding.

Fey's limit came when the hand holding the base of her tail dipped fingers into her pussy.

"Oh goddd!!" wailed the centaur, her body going rigid, limbs extending, hands forming fists as she grasped Shalaevars blonde locks.

Her cock stiffened and her balls were dragged out of  the grasp of the nymph holding them as they drew up close to her rear, sending immense quantities of horse cum raging down her shaft to spray into the nymph.

"AAAAIIIIIEEE!!"

Howled Shalaevar as her belly ballooned out below her, instantly becoming nine months pregnant with cum.

The next surge came and she doubled in size, belly reaching down to her knees and pushing up her breasts as it fought for space.

then the next surge- didn't have much effect at all and Fey blinked as she felt the back she was resting upon lurch higher.

To her alarm she found herself being pulled away from the other nymphs grasp as Shalaevar grew, lifting her up into the air, each pump of cum into her belly being rapidly and eagerly absorbed by her body, growing her larger, taller.

Fey wondered if the nymph's growth was ever going to stop, but at last with one last ball busting surge she finished and Shalaevar stood.

Of course being on her back meant Fey fell off with a yelp, the crowd of nymphs below reaching to catch her together.

She blinked up, seeing a crowd of nymph faces looking down at her, and then above that a significantly larger nymph, one with great white antlers emerging from her long hair and eyes that were filled with brightly glowing blue.

"I feel… like a god." said Shalaevar, her voice all encompassing.. "I feel… powerful. I feel like a forest goddess from the ancient world."

"Oh," squeaked Fey.

The nymphs let her down and Fey found herself standing by the super large nymph, her chin about level with her mons. She was very large.

"Uhmm, sooo you guys won't go extinct or anything now right?"

"No little centaur, the halves would sustain our blood… but now…"

The nymph casually lifted a hand and the ground began to tremble like in an earthquake, the mounds of eggs shaking and rattling and falling.

Over the tops of the eggshell hills a vast tree rose, one so large that its lower branches were of a height with the tree tops of the regular forest.

"A castle for my new queendom." said the nymph as wooden structures formed amongst the immense boughs.

"uh, Q-Queendom? wh-what are you planning to do?!"

The nymph glanced down at Fey with glowing blue eyes, piercing was an understatement.

"Oh that's simple. I'm going to hunt down this goblin child and his human 'heroes'. I'm going to butcher them all and turn them into fertiliser. And then I am going to do the impossible. I'm going to resurrect our treant lover from his divided corpse using said fertiliser."

"Oh is that a-all," mumbled Fey. Just what the hell had she created here?! She anxiously chewed on a fingernail.

"Ah, do not concern yourself, nymphs do reward help and you have given more help to our kind than any other."

She flicked a hand out at Lily and a plant grew beside her, a sapling with a single small plum on the very top branch.

"That fruit will purge a body of any retained magic. For your sister."

Lily blinked at the thing and watched as an invisible hand instantly grabbed it in and then bit into it.

A moment later Kayla materialised out of thin air looking astonished and quite naked.

The two otterkin sisters screamed for joy and embraced.

"Ah, rewards, is it?" said Ellaria popping up beside Fey. "If I might make a few suggestions, I am well read on the abilities that nymphs of the forest possess."

The goddess-like nymph scowled at her. "I… suppose."

"Right then…"

Later Fey found herself looking at a plant pot. A large plant pot. The tree in it was covered with thousands of small white leaves.

She hesitantly reached out a hand and the leaves reacted to the touch, flowing onto her hand and up her arm, slipping over her body and arranging themselves as they went, the tree already regrowing its lost leaves.

Fey took a step back and looked down at her new delicate blouse, a thing made of the softest and lightest of leaves, so fine that it was indistinguishable from fine cotton unless examined very closely.

The tree had given her a blouse.

"Huh. Neat. but why this Ella?"

"Because I have to plan ahead. I don't know if you have released but all these centaur like things soon to hatch will need feeding and clothing, this clothing tree shall supply one half of that.

"And the feeding half?" said Fey.

Ellaria pointed at a second potted treem this one a fruit tree covered in a variety of star shaped peach like things.

"Easy. A tree of sustenance, a legend of the nymphs not seen in a thousand years as no nymph alive was powerful enough to make one, that is until now. With this we can feed your army of young. So we have clothing, we have feeding, and lastly," She pointed to the side where Wummy was busy sucking up eggs into her tentacles and depositing them in a caravan, "We have transport."

Fey realised she recognised the transport to her surprise, it was quite similar to the intercity caravan group they had joined on their way to Bine, huge building sized wooden caravans with at minimum six wheels each.

All of the over two dozen caravans were filled to the brim with eggs until they were piled high above. All the eggs that had been strewn across the field collected neatly inside.

"Huh, so we're intercity caravaneers now huh?" said Flora looking at them with hands on hips.

"Yes, and you will be taking it in turns with Wummy to move them so don't get too excited."

"What?! No way!"

Ellaria lifted a threatening eyebrow and the gnome quickly went into sulking mode.

"Whatever, at least I got my magic rectangle.'' She slouched over to the front caravan and clambered up onto the front seat where Vivi and Wummy in humanoid shape were happily sitting. Wummy's slime skirt was lifted with many tentacles that disappeared beneath the caravan's wheels.

Lily and Kayla were sitting in the space behind, the only caravan to be empty of eggs. Mostly because their breasts took up much of it. There wasn't much room left for a centaur, but Fey didn't mind, she trotted along beside as Ellaria clambered up onto the front bench.

After a moment the caravan started to creak and lurched forward, somehow moving under its own power.

Fey turned her head to see tentacles emerging from the back of it and flowing under the caravan behind and then the one behind that. Somehow the carriage wheels seemed to be moving under Wummy power alone and after a moment they found a fair clip, rumbling across the grassy field until they came to the forest edge.

There the path was blocked by trees, but that wasn't about to slow the happy slime girl. A trio of massive tentacles whipped out from below her skirt grabbed hold of the trees and simply ripped them aside, making way for the brand new Magic Mog intercity caravan.

Fey watched as they entered into the shadows of the forest and glanced back.

The tree castle was still there, the place where the nymphs had retreated to make plans for war after giving their gifts.

Fey wondered what the hell was going to happen.