Chapter 57 (Patreon)

Previously on Centaurus: Flora and Ellaria return from their attempt to kidnap back the black market bunny who had previously been kidnapped by a dragon and his family, they fail and Flora, as the one put in charge of the attempt, is banned from Fey's cock for a month. Ellaria leads the band to one of Draconica's Adventuring Guilds where she attempts to get the band ranked up to gold rank despite not having enough jobs under their belt. Before she can get anywhere in her negotiation however Fey is attacked by a group of nuns led by an Abbess. The Bishop along with Seth and Mary also make an appearance having been invited to the guild by the Abbess. The Abbess, believing Fey is possessed by a demon,attempts an exorcism, the spell however goes haywire and she accidently summons an angel before being blimped into a holy lake of seed.

Now chapter 57:

Fey and Ellaria stood before the great table like students standing before their irritated teachers, waiting in trepidation to hear their fate and inevitable punishment for their transgressions.

Honestly it was quite a lot like that. The table was set on a raised level and the five powerful adventurers looked down on them with sheer authority, veteran experience radiating off them in waves. Fey and Ellaria were like so much fresh-faced puppies before these adventurer's gaze.

An elf wearing a frosty white gown and a crown of ice over her white hair was giving Ellaria a look of particularly extreme distaste, pure contempt filling her eyes as she looked over Ellaria's perfect form.

Besides her a monstrously large black furred minotaur drummed his fingers on the table top. At his size and strength it sounded like a pounding bass drum that almost hurt the ears and filled the room with noise.

To the side of the icy elf was, of all things, a gnome. That had surprised Fey as gnome adventurers were vanishingly rare. The gnome was clearly some kind of spellsword and was the least serious of the lot, her bare feet resting on the table top as she picked her nose while smoking a cigar at the same time. Her long pink hair was a mess that tried and failed to frame the expansive cleavage spilling from her leather jacket.

Capping the ends of this row of deathly judgement was a drake with rainbow scales and rainbow eyes, and an armoured dwarf whose beard appeared to be partially on fire.

The lot of them emanated the kind of power that suggested they could crush Ellaria and Fey like bugs with a casual flick of the wrist. Fey had to assume that these five were something beyond gold rank. She had no doubt she was looking at the captains of five separate bands, bands whose names and insignia were most likely displayed on the great banners hanging inside and outside the guild walls in pride of place.

Yep. They were well and truly one hundred percent absolutely completely fucked.

Fey swallowed nervously, Her hooves shifting on the carpet. Maybe if she angled her body a little bit the band captains on either end wouldn't see her massive raging erection. Standing before legends such as these with a huge waggling boner surely couldn't be a good thing for her prospects. She felt her very existence was a sign of disrespect to these five lords of adventuring!

The minotaur's finger drumming came to a stop and he pursed his lips.

"I can't understate the damage you have caused. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to remove semen from magical cloth? You can't exactly wash the stuff out with soap. My sister is very upset, you know," he gravelled, his voice like rumbling mountain boulders.

"I can't emphasise enough how much I understand your ahem, sister's plight, really I do, as an adventurer acquiring rare and powerful gear is a life's work," said Ellaria, in full damage control mode. "But you in turn must understand this has nothing to do with us."

"The seemingly endless collection of seed came from the nethers of one of your band's apprentices."

Ellaria nodded, this was a true argument. But she of course had an excellent riposte.

She raised a hand and pointed at the great axe leaning against the Minotaur's throne-like chair, a heavy brutal slab of iron chipped with years of use.

"If I were to steal your greataxe from you and then use it to start smashing down walls in the guild would you accept punishment and your banishment from the guild?"

The minotaur frowned down at her.

"I'm not sure what you are getting at girl, this is my weapon."

"Yes! But if someone were to use it to commit a crime then guild rules say that the owner it was thieved from isn't responsible for the damage caused, you would be the victim and in fact not set for punishment but due recompense."

The icy elf snarled and practically spat down at Ellaria.

"Are you really daring to say what I think you are about to say, you vain little creature?"

Ellaria paused and lifted an elegant eyebrow at the icy elf, which just seemed to piss her off even more.

"Of course I am. Our band… uses centaur sperm… as a monster battling weapon."

The minotaur slammed his palm on the table.

"You ruined our guild hall!"

"Nope. The Abbess ruined your guild hall. She took our weapon and used it. Adventurer Guild rule number seven hundred and eighty three, under subsection paragraph six point seven, footnote four, next to it written in the margin, it states that we are not to be held responsible for such a thing as any more powerful adventurer could take a weak adventurer's weapon and use it to commit crimes on guild property. This isn't a question of us being punished, but what the guild owes us for having allowed one of its members to damage one of our weapons."

"It is sperm!" snapped the elf. "It's not a weapon! It's jizz, you can't damage jizz!"

"Part of the total amount of our weaponised sperm collection is missing, this reduces our combat effectiveness. If we get into battle fighting monsters and we don't have enough battle sperm on hand then that may mean the life of one of my bandmates. I'm sorry but this is a very serious issue and the Abbess has put the lives of my band at risk. She is registered under the guild as an adventurer despite her only working on a charitable basis, therefore this is the guild's responsibility."

The icy elf looked on the verge of having an apocalyptic rage heart attack hearing Ellaria's attempt to turn the tables on the guild, a small vein visibly pulsing on her forehead.

"I assure you it's all there in the rules," finished Ellaria.

"You arrive in our guild, and it just so happens in that very first short hour there is more damage done to guild property than in years," rumbled the minotaur. "Yet you evade any and all responsibility by twisting the trivial minutiae of the rules."

"Yes." said Ellaria, bluffing like a minor god of bluffing.

"Hrmm. Very well. Two can play it that way. There are rules for bringing dangerous substances into the guild. Death blight spider venom from which just a scent can kill an adult minotaur. Necromancer soul sap which can burn through a soul just by being in proximity. Basilisk eyeballs, petrification disease a common malady for all those that look upon them."

Ellaria wilted slightly, seemingly already guessing where this was going.

"Our sperm collection is not a dangerous substance!"

"Is it? It put many of our guild's members into deep sexual heats. It was impossible to tell the difference between this storied guild and one of the seedy interspecies brothels that have sprung up around the place. Damnable things, I accept that our members have needs but we are getting a reputation, this latest mess will have doubled down on that dubious image. It is fortunate that interspecies reproduction is not viable otherwise there would have been a rather large number of offspring as a result of this day. As it is there are some extremely embarrassed adventurers who are too ashamed to show their faces, fortunate that most couplings appear to have been anonymous thanks to the thick layer of… dangerous substance."

The gnome to the minotaur's side gave him the side eye, her eyes half lidded, a particularly lewd smile appearing on her lips as she puffed on her cigar. Apparently at least one of the captains knew who they'd lain with.

"We did nothing wrong! How were we to know that the—

"Enough. You took a dangerous substance into the guild without permission. As is stated under rule four hundred thirteen, addendum rule thirty seven, add-on side article nine, annotation scribble three it states that the band who breaks said dangerous substance rule shall be given a choice, undertake an unfulfilled job that is of equivalent danger to the dangerous substance or be permanently banned from the guild."

The icy elf smiled nastily hearing this.

"Oh? Why, I think that dangerous substance might just be the most threatening thing ever taken within our walls, more dangerous than nymph nightshade certainly, easily more dangerous than the infamous death woop goop for sure."

The rainbow drake spoke up for the first time, his voice charmingly melodic. "As dangerous as dragon blood?"

There was a collective pause from the captains.

"Okay, maybe not quite that dangerous, it wouldn't result in the guild getting glassed. But still, extremely dangerous. I think I have just the job on the books. You should know, of the two hundred odd adventurers who have tried to take this job on none have returned alive and—

"We accept." said Ellaria flatly and calmly. Fey looked down at her in horror. Was she serious?!

The icy elf paused and the minotaur leaned forward.

"You did hear her correctly, yes? You, a mere silver rank, wish to take on a job that has killed so many?"

"If it's so bad then why haven't you sent any of your strongest?"

The minotaur rubbed his chin. "Would it surprise you to hear I have gone myself? The problem is that when someone of a certain rank goes, the threat simply doesn't appear, and they are left sitting in the castle ruins twiddling their thumbs. As soon as they leave then the thing that is killing moves back in and begins killing all those foolish enough to enter the castle once more. How can the strong fight what they can't find? The only answer to this problem is pure skill from the lower ranks and the lower ranks are lacking, this generation of adventurers is of a disappointingly poor quality. It has been over a month since anyone has been willing to take this job on, and as you may have realised, that is quite a disturbing thing considering the fierce level of competition in this AG."

"Quite." smirked the icy elf. "This is a death sentence for one such as you. You chose to be a stickler for the rules and now you are left with death or banishment."

"I choose death."

The captains stared down at the stubborn red headed elf. She looked back at them with a steady gaze, calm, uncompromising, and utterly perfect in every goddamn way.

The icy elf broke first.

"Enough of this trash! Choose what you will, I no longer care. Kill yourself and your band in an idiotic attempt to save your pride or leave and never return, either way I shall never see you again. Now get out of my sight."

"You'll be seeing me again, in fact when my band's name is scrawled across your biggest banner you'll be sick of the sight. Come Fey, we have a job to do."

Ellaria turned on her heel and strode away, determination in every step.

Fey watched her go before glancing back at the captains. She swallowed dryly.

"Uh, d-do you do autographs?"

"GETOUT!" roared the icy elf making Fey squeak and gallop after Ellaria.

She fled through the massive doors of the captain's chamber to see Ellaria disappearing down the corridor. She hurried after and found herself arriving back out into the main guild hall where they had first arrived.

The place was still in quite a state, much of the walls still slathered in her thick gluey cum, although much of the floor had been mopped up by now, a few still working to clear the mess away including Kayla and Lily… sort of. Lily's belly was too large to move on her own so the best she could manage was holding onto the end of a mop and mopping around herself in a circle, then once the circle was done an army of bears picked her up, moved her a few feet to the side and then put her down again to clean another circle. To be fair the circles were very clean. While she was working her circle her bears would do more practical cleaning, although with their size they were limited.

Of course all of the cleaning was somewhat complicated because Fey's sperm was somewhat alive. Girls working to mop it away had to occasionally stop and wipe their legs down as the white sludge very slowly crawled up them, likewise Lily had to have a number of bears battle away the goop trying to climb up her rounded tummy and rush toward her freshly gaped pussy only partially covered by her micro skirt.

Most of the adventurers had left, gone to clean themselves off, and the hall was nearly empty which from what Fey understood was very unusual. Still despite that there were a number of adventurers who hadn't been that covered in seed and like Magic Mog had made do using the guild's own bathrooms and copious amounts of towels to wipe themselves clean. They were taking advantage of the lull and were crowding around the cum covered job board and half heartedly pulling cum covered job papers free, holding the paper between fingertips and looking in dismay as Fey's semen oozed and dripped from the paper onto the floor.

Ellaria was amongst their number, talking to one of the clerks and pointing up at the papers at the very very top of the board which were mostly untouched by Fey.

The focus of the hall however was of course the Abbess. She was lying unconscious on her massive belly and dominated the place just due to her sheer size. She had come to rest on the ground where her nuns were fretting around her, trying to put together what seemed to be some kind of pump with rubber tubes in an attempt to empty her. They weren't having much luck, it appeared being nuns didn't give them much insight into engineering and none of the other adventurers seemed interested in helping them.

Fey trotted hesitantly in to this. To her surprise she didn't get many negative looks or glares. There had been some confusion about who exactly the culprit was for the mess and the blame had eventually settled on the Abbess… along with a guild ban.

She paused as she passed by a chair.

There was a girl sitting on the chair. Her legs up on the seat and her arms wrapped around her knees, her face buried as her large white wings wrapped around herself. She looked a forlorn figure, her golden book discarded on the floor and still covered in cum, half heartedly wiped clean.

It was the angel and she was very upset.

"Are you okay?" murmured Fey, trying to make her voice as kind and sympathetic as she could.

After a moment the angel lifted her head, tears in her eyes.

"We get summoned so rarely, It was supposed to be glorious! Instead I got pancaked against the ceiling!" she wailed. "I was supposed to be elegant and holy!"

"I'm sorry that it went that way," said Fey a little guiltily. How was she supposed to know this was going to happen?! "But why did the Abbess summon you?"

"I was told it was to bless a birth, but that wasn't the right spell when I came through, it- it was all messed up somehow! and a lowly Abbess isn't supposed to be able to summon an angel anyway!!"

Fey had to wonder about that. Given all that had happened she wouldn't have been surprised in the slightest if her seed had interfered with the Abbess's attempted exorcism.

The angel began blubbing again, tears rolling down her cheeks. Fey reached out and awkwardly patted her shoulder.

"I'm sure it will, uh, probably be okay?"

"How?! What am I even supposed to tell the angelic administratum? That there's no birth to bless? That doesn't make any sense! It doesn't work like that! This was supposed to be my big chance at a promotion! I've only been on the job for a few months and already things are falling apart!" her halo drooped rather pathetically as she buried her face against her arms and knees again and let out a muffled wail of distress.

Well, if the summoning had been an instruction to bless a birth then the angel might not have to wait for too long thought Fey, the Abbess would be extremely pregnant soon enough. Perhaps the change to the ritual of exorcism hadn't been random, but had been the Abbess's body going into hyper hormonal state and somehow forcibly changing the spell on instinct, knowing that this breeding would lead to countless children needing to be blessed. It was true that the main ritual circle that the abbess had been using was part of her womb… That definitely couldn't have combined well with Fey's seed.

The angel seemed utterly determined to sink into a bog of gloomy misery despite Fey's best efforts to comfort her and she eventually gave up. She hoped given time the angel might recover from her melancholy.

Apart from the twins there was one other of the band helping to clean up, honestly she was doing much of the work, sort of. Fey watched as a mop zoomed across the room like a bat out of hell, slamming the wave of cum it had built up in front of it into a bucket on its side which flipped into the air before dumping its contents into one of the many barrels that had been filled with the stuff, or rather completely missing the barrel and spilling its contents all over the boots of the outraged adventurer standing beside it. This rough approach seemed to miss a lot. The guild however did put up with it because it was still just that more efficient than everyone else even with the misses, a dozen other floating mops zooming around the hall at breakneck speed.

The one responsible for this lazy cleaning was a certain gnome, not even looking in the mops direction as she lifted a great mug of booze and tipped it back. What looked like blue and green something spilling around her lips as she chugged the last of the stuff. She finished and slammed the mug down and let out a belch. Perhaps the gnome's state explained the clumsiness of the cleaning more than anything, there was a scent of sweet alcohol around her.

Flora squinted down blearily at the table she was floating in front of.

From what Fey could see it had some kind of floor plan drawn on the papers there… drawn in crayon… extremely poorly.

Flora let out a small hiccup and scratched her head.

"Is this your new plan Flora?" said Fey, peering over the…. Honestly quite terrible looking plan. Was that triangle supposed to be a rectangle?

Flora turned to a jug full of what looked like bubbling orange stuff. She poured it out into a mug and floated it up to her mouth, taking a thoughtful sip.

"It's a work in progress, got it? I just need to drink a little more liquid inspiration is all…"

She squinted at Fey, seemingly realising that it was in fact the centaur standing next to her.

Her eyes inevitably drifted down to Fey enormous throbbing horse cock, a hungry expression appearing on her face before she hiccuped again.

"Don't you dare Flora. You are still banned from Fey's penis until further notice." said Ellara arriving at the table.

"URGGHHHH! That's soooo LAMMMMMEEE!" groaned the gnome, flopping backwards as she rolled her eyes. She hiccuped again.

"And I don't think you should be drinking any more of..." Ellaria peered down at the collection of empty mugs spread across the table, each of them containing the dregs of vibrantly coloured drinks. She frowned. "What in the gods have you been drinking?"

"S'magic alcohol, there's a retired adventurer who can mix the most crazy amazing mixes and they do all kinds of magical things that make an adventurer buffed up before going out on a job. So I figured if I drink all of them at once I can become a super genius version of myself instead of just a regular genius and think of a brilliant plan to kidnap back the bunny. Don't worry I put it on the band's tab." She hiccuped again.

Ellaria pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "I suppose by fortunate coincidence I can make use of this. A more powerful you may just be what we need now that we are taking on a job that we are all very likely to die undertaking."

"...huh?" said Flora.

Ellaria held up a sheet of paper, that which she had collected from the job board with the help of one of the clerks. It had a few droplets of Fey scattered over it.

"We are to go to—" she glanced at the paper, "--Bharldur Castle and find and kill the monster that has been slaughtering anyone who steps on its grounds. The young noble family who inherited the castle from a distant relative cannot do anything with it until the castle is secured, that is why they put out this job… which has gone unfulfilled for nearly a year now. Not a good look for this AG I must say, but that is where we will step in, turning a punishment into our good fortune."

Fey squinted down at the paper. At the top it was very clearly marked 'gold rank only'.

Ellaria noticed where she was looking. "Ah yes, it was ear marked for bronze, but after bronze bands kept getting slaughtered en masse its minimum rank was pushed up to silver, and then gold… and then gold bands started dying too, really we would never have been allowed to take on this job at our current rank." she smiled in a captainy kind of way. "Of course I knew of rule four hundred thirteen, addendum rule thirty seven, add-on side article nine, annotation scribble three. What does that minotaur captain take me for? Some kind of unread plebeian? Hah!"

Fey stared at her captain. "Wait, you mean, that entire thing was—

"One of the potential outcomes I had been steering it toward, yes. Sometimes the best way to get someone to do something is to convince them that it was their idea in the first place."

Sometimes the fire Ellaria produced was a lot less terrifying than Ellaria herself.

"Now, let us depart, Flora you can brainstorm on the way to the castle, maybe ask Vivi to draw you some plans that don't look like literal drunken scribbles."

Flora grumbled but put down her drink, floating into the air to follow Ellaria as Lily was lifted by her bears behind her, their many short legs drumming on the ground as they ran. Kayla came last, her flitty micro skirt Fey had bought bouncing around her hips as she rushed to catch up with her much longer legged bandmates, the tops of her new cat themed stockings wobbling around her thick thighs.

They stepped from the great hall, which absolutely reeked of musky horny horse cum and out into the fresh air, the summer sun beating down overhead from the great cloudless blue sky.

Really it was a lovely day to go die on an adventure.

Flora let out a pained groan beside Fey, squinting in the bright light like some kind of crypt goblin.

"Ohgod, why is the sun so bright?" muttered the gnome.

Before Fey could reply however a voice came from her rear.

"HUP!"

And a weight settled on her balls, a girl's weight.

She turned her head to see Violet cheerfully waving at her from her rear end. Apparently the squirrelkin had mostly avoided the cum hurricane and only had a few large stains acros her blouse.

Fey frowned.

"My balls aren't a public convenience you know."

"No, but I'm doing a public service in protecting them, your big, fat, taut, balls, spreading my thighs and pressing up against my-"

"I do not recommend this Fey," said Ellaria frowning, "A civilian hanger on comes with its own problems. She's not an adventurer."

"So what if I don't have one of those Class things. This is how it works right? A famous band has fans and supporters, I saw all those big impressive banners inside, all the most legendary adventurer bands have a following! That's me! The first one for your journey to become super famous and legendary!"

She slapped her hands down a few times on Fey's rump for emphasis.

Ellaria seemed caught off guard hearing this, her demeanour knocked off balance.

"W-well, yes, I m-mean, certainly, and when we are ahem, f-famous?"

"Obviously. A band like this is destined to be beloved by this city, there will be parades in your honour with crowds filling the streets all throwing petals into the air to celebrate your accomplishments. No one will not know the name of Magic Mog!"

Fey was astonished to see Ellaria's eyes practically sparkle with delight hearing this, a very innocent look on her face.

"Ahem, w-well one civilian fan hanging around and cheering us on isn't so bad… I, ah, suppose we can always send her into the silk cave."

"Plus I can protect the precious cargo," muttered the squirrelkin snuggling down on Fey's ballsack.

"Speaking of the cave, what about Vivi? Should we not go fetch her?" murmured Fey.

Ellaria waved a piece of silk in the air as she strode off. "Oh don't worry, we can grab her at any time. Now come come, the castle isn't far from the city, if we make good time we can be back before nightfall to rub it in those band captains' faces."

Fey and the others hurried after the striding elf.

At first Fey thought she was gaining less attention from random passersby than usual, but then she realised something else was drawing the city's attention as they came out on a huge boulevard and found a crowd of people cheering and throwing pink petals into the air in celebration. A squad of what looked like people in diving suits was marching stoically down the street, diving bell helmets held high, a great cart pulled by six horses carrying a huge air tank trundling along behind them with tubes leading to their suits.

"Are they high rank adventurers?" said Fey, wondering what famous band of heroes she was looking at to get such cheers from the city's people.

Ellaria coughed into her fist and blushed. The sparkles Fey had expected to see in her eyes at such a sight of famed adventurers were most definitely not there.

"Erm, w-well, not quite Fey..."

A shadow suddenly fell across the crowd and Fey looked up to see the sky and sun blocked by an absolutely mind bogglingly vast leg, a great snow white scaled shin that swung slowly over the boulevard covering it entirely. Fey's heart dropped into her stomach, breathing so quickly that she was hyperventilating as QUEEN EXCALIVANIA's leg moved overhead, the howling wind from the motion bowling over dozens of people walking down the street and blowing away much of the pink petals.

"Beautiful," she heard an awed voice from her rear, Violet.

Fey turned her head jerkily to see what the squirrelkin was looking at. It was her. The great and terrible dragon Queen seated against the great rock outcropping, her glorious naked body displayed for all, the most gorgeous of curvy eye candy, her hill like breasts exposed without a care, the boulevard leading directly between her now spread legs and her monumental thighs, a ramp leading up to her mind bogglingly vast pussy. The target the divers were marching toward, it seemed, was her.

Fey squeaked as the dragon's piercing blue eyes glanced down at the crowd lined boulevard below, eyes watching with amusement, looking over so many people, and to Fey's utmost horror, just for a moment, passing over her.

She went into sheer animal panic mode and bolted, fleeing from the crowd and racing between the buildings, darting into the first alleyway she spotted, cock slap-slapping violently against her barrel as her blonde hair blew in the wind.

She slammed flat against a wall, hiding, breathing hard, hoping beyond hope that the dragon queen hadn't seen her as prey and was now coming for her.

But it seemed she hadn't noticed Fey at all, just another face in the crowd unseen.

She let out a long calming breath. Closing her eyes and breathing in slow then breathing out slow, counting to five each way, gradually calming her jangling nerves and minor panic attack.

"Ow," said Violet, rubbing her forehead from where she had bounced it off Fey's rump as she ran. "Hey why did you run from our Queen?! Don't you like her?! Hey, are you even listening?!"

"R-really there's nothing to panic about," said Fey trying to reassure herself. It didn't work, the trauma that had been the overwhelming scariness of lady Alexandria wasn't going to go away easily.

After a little time however she found she was able to open her eyes… just in time to see the rest of the band entering the alley… and from around the corner next to them, The Bishop and Mary and Seth.

The three seemed to be in a sorry state, the guild hall brawl hadn't been kind to them. Seth and the bishop sported black eyes and Mary had a cut on her cheek. The bishop's white robes had been torn open leaving the cloth hanging from his hips, his upper body bared revealing a body rippling with lean striated muscle covered in the scars of war.

They were also still partly covered in cum, trying to towel themselves off of the stuff as they walked. They froze as they found themselves abruptly standing in front of Magic Mog.

"YOU!" hissed the bishop, eyes lighting up with anger as the two groups jerked to a halt and tensed up in readiness for a fight.

His muscular arms became wreathed in light all the way down to his fists, covering them in a misty golden transparent armour as Mary crouched low, her claws held out either side. Seth spat on the cobble and glared at the band with pure unrefined hatred.

He then turned his head to the others "Let me handle this, please."

The bishop gave him an annoyed look, but after a moment he relented and nodded his head, the armour misting away from his arms.

Seth turned back to magic mog, a smirk curling the corner of his lip.

"This band, they are all great sinners, an evil blight upon this land, it is known. But there is one amongst them who is a greater weakness, one who is by far the furthest from the light of the gods."

He paused dramatically and then lifted a finger, pointing directly at Flora.

Flora let out a long noisy belch that reeked of booze and pointed at herself.

"Me?"

"Yes, your very existence is an insult to all that is holy and good in this world, a crude barbarism from before the dawn of civilization, knowing only carnal acts and carnal thoughts, you radiate the most bestial of sin gnome."

Flora rubbed her nose. "Yeah? I'm pretty awesome huh."

"Not awesome! You are a living walking sin in the shape of a gnome! But it doesn't matter, there is no better clay to work with than clay untouched, raw clay just unearthed from the ground, nothing has blemished that soul of yours in your entire short life, it is made of earth, of pure unknowing innocence of right from wrong, like some uneducated backwoods clod or village idiot!"

Flora frowned at this. "Hey, go back to the other stuff, that sounded cooler."

Seth raised his hands, runes and holy geomatrices appearing across his skin in golden light, glowing brightly.

"You will become my follower gnome, my disciple, an adherent to the faith! I shall make it so!"

He lunged for her and Flora hiccuped before flicking out her own hand.

She clearly expected Seth to be launched into the air, but instead the dumpster behind him promptly exploded. The alcohol was apparently still causing problems with her aim.

"Uh…" she said as Seth's hands slapped down on her shoulders. She was floating so that her head was above his and Seth had to reach up.

"Young gnome who has strayed from the light of the gods, listen to me and repent!"

Flora hiccuped and glanced at the hands resting on her, then the fervent eyes of the young man looking up into hers. Her brow rose as warmth flooded her body, flowing into her core, her limbs, circling around her torso.

"I d-don't-"

"You just have to open your heart, open your heart to the gods, to me!"

"I- d-don't f-feel-"

She hiccuped as her body began to vibrate, then shake, at first slowly, then rapidly, the holy light and heat rushing throughout her faster and faster, stirring her body up.

"Yes I can tell you are reacting, it's working! Tell me, do you feel it!?"

Flora began to faintly glow, her whole body visibly shaking under spiritual pressure.

She started to look a little ill, and then a lot ill.

"Urghp, I said- I said I don't feel so good…"

"...Huh?"

"I- I Ca— BLEURGHHHH!!"

Fey watched in slow motion as the vibrating gnome bent over and proceeded to vomit what must have been a dozen colourful alcoholic beverages onto Seth's face.

Of course, mixing magical drinks was never a good idea, as Seth quickly found out when the drinks started to sear and burn his eyes and skin.

He opened his mouth to scream.

"AAAAGGGGHHHH!!"

And Flora vomited again.

"BLEEURRGGGHHH!!"

Into his mouth.

"AAAAGGGGHHUURHHURGLEURGLE—

The young priest's voice disappeared in a gurgle as Flora vomited rainbows down his throat.

This time the holy link was broken and Seth ripped his hands away to fall to the ground rolling and screaming as Mary and the bishop looked down at him in stunned horror.

Fey saw her chance and darted forward, grabbing Kayla and Ellaria up into her arms and fleeing from the alley, a cursing gnome floating along behind them, along with a charging Lily as her bears stampeded beneath her, and a flailing Violet who cried "Not again!" as her seat became violently bouncy.

Minutes of fleeing at Fey's full speed, which was extremely fast, and Fey felt safe to stop, a limp Violet lying over her rump, complaining softly about the bruising her ass had just taken.

Fey let out a panted breath as her heart rate came down and turned to Flora. The gnome seemed a lot perkier and more vibrant after being sick, no longer looking quite so inebriated but bright eyed and bushy tailed.

"F-Flora…"

"Flora, that was excellent quick thinking."

Fey turned in surprise to see Ellaria complementing the gnome. Did… Did she think Flora had intended to do that?! Fey was certain that Flora vomiting on Seth had most certainly not been a cunning plan to create a distraction and had literally just been Flora vomiting on Seth.

Flora wiped her mouth.

"Uh, yeah, that idiot should have seen it coming, hah, what a fool, fancy not predicting that… intentional plan."

"Mind you're still not getting back access to Fey's penis, yet… But perhaps you can impress me in the castle. Now, shall we?" She gestured and Fey realised that they were in fact not far from the walls of the city, Fey's sheer speed having brought them close. They were about to leave when Lily finally caught up, her bears frantically sprinting across the cobble as they carried her round shape.

It wasn't long before they were stepping free from one of the many city gate houses and back onto the endless grassy plain, this time at a different spot.

The summer breeze washed across the ocean of grass, the blades making slow gentle waves that were almost hypnotic to watch.

The band set out at an easy pace, just getting used to being outside of the city again. Fey trotting along with Kayla on her back, even Ellaria hopping up to sit side saddle, meaning Fey now had three girls sitting on her, Kayla, Ellaria, and at the rear, Violet.

They quickly found that Lily's bears struggled with the long grass and Ellaria ordered Flora to lift her. The otterkin hovered along beside her with Flora sitting cross legged atop surrounded by a dozen bears. In that way they made their way across the grasses toward a forest just seen over the horizon. With Fey's stride it didn't take very long at all and they chatted as the sun beat down overhead, warming them pleasantly, even Violet slowly recovering from Fey's gallop through the city.

What was unusual however, and what slowed Fey as she approached the forest, was that they weren't alone.

A man wearing a set of grubby leather armour was suddenly catapulted from the leafery and sent rolling across the grass before springing back to his feet, a rusty looking sword in hand and a determined look on his face. As he did so a giant green boar with a scattering of fungus and grass growing on it crashed through the foliage with a roar and with what must have been a dozen people clinging to its back repeatedly stabbing at the thing with cheap and rusty weapons, many of them falling off as the boar skidded in a U turn.

Fey's steps faltered to a halt.

"Wh-what's happening?"

"Hmm. Bronze rankers it seems," murmured Ellaria from her back.

"Their like a swarm," gasped Fey as a wave of dozens more broke from the forest cover and charged the boar with a roar.

"You may have noticed Draconica… is a tad over crowded in the adventuring line of work. A number of cities are like this, they attract naive newbies from all over the Queendom like flies to honey for their guilds' fame and notoriety, all wanting to become famous legendary adventurers, thinking the big city is the place to be. It is why I had the band avoid big cities for the most part and stick to the backcountry. Would you have liked to have battled up to silver rank with that lot?"

Fey stared as a drake suicidally flung himself at the giant boar's tusks and nearly got himself impaled, stabbing a dagger into the boar's eye before it snapped off and he was sent tumbling through the air to come crashing down brutally on the grass.

"Er…No."

"I thought so. They don't exactly do the average adventurer's reputation much good either."

Fey continued past the ongoing raging battle and entered the forest proper, the summer sun becoming dappled as she walked below the foliage, birds tweeting in the trees, the grass brushing against her hooves… and maniac adventures trying to get one up on their competition by flinging themselves at slime monsters with hammers and sticks.

Fey watched in amusement as a slime monster exploded as a minotaur tripped and fell on top of it with a cry, the minotaur stumbling to his feet covered in blue gel before lifting his arms up in the air and cheering. Really they had no clue what they were doing. Amateurs.

Admittedly that had been her not long ago, she recalled fighting her first monster with the band, Ellaria taking her out, handing her a mace and telling her to kill a little slime monster.

She had screamed and stamped all over it… Not her finest adventuring moment. That had been enough to convince Ellaria that maybe she would be better in a mostly healer role despite being larger than both Vivi and Flora combined.

She soon came across a trail in the forest and started trotting down it. As they drew further away from the city the number of adventurers in the woods dropped off.

Ellaria hummed on Fey's back and she glanced over her shoulder to see the elf looking at a map.

"It seems we may need to accelerate things if we are to keep time. That mess with the bishop delayed us. Flora, would you kindly speed things along."

Fey yelped as she felt her hooves leave the ground in mid trot, her legs kicking at thin air.

Moments later they were zooming along the dirt trail and through the woods, trees flashing by as their speed of travel quadrupled. Fey caught sight of a few amateur adventurers staring with their mouths hanging open as a centaur with an enormous cock and three girls on her back zoomed past them at incredible speed, hovering a foot off the ground.

It was a lot easier than trotting, true, but Fey couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous, especially as the wind was stimulating her sensitive length, tickling her nerves and causing it to stiffen into the breeze.

She was relieved then when a few hours later they abruptly broke through the edge of the forest and Flora set her back down on the ground.

"That was faster than I expected, now it appears we are ahead of schedule. Well, I suppose that can only be a good thing," said Ellaria.

Fey set her lips in a flat line as she did her best to set her windswept blonde locks back into some semblance of a style. After a moment of fussing she looked up and found that they had come out on a grassy clearing. At the edge of that clearing the ground sloped away. Curious, she trotted forward to see that they were at the top of a vast sloping grassy valley, a small stream winding its way through the middle and around a sprawling castle at the end of the valley. The castle's great walls and crumbling towers were covered in so much bright green ivy that ninety percent of its surface was green. It was Castle Bharldur.

There were no adventurers here. The valley appeared completely empty. It seemed many were less enthusiastic about coming near this place. Given the castle's reputation for death and danger perhaps that wasn't that surprising.

A sudden motion caught Fey's eye. Something large and semi transparent pink slowly oozed from over the edge of the clearing coming from the valley. She backed up in alarm. An absolutely huge pink slime monster with huge waving tentacles dragged itself up and onto the level, the thing the size of a cottage. It looked territorial and aggressive.

"Uh, captain?" said Fey.

Flora floated forward standing atop Lily, apparently intent on ending it.

"Hold on Flora, before you kill the thing I had thought this a good opportunity to test Kayla."

"M-me?" said Kayla from Fey's back.

"Yes, you've barely used your new Class, and since we are going into some quite serious danger it would be best if you could show off what you are capable of. I can't properly strategize otherwise."

"Uhm, y-yes captain, one second I'll call Riley."

The otterkin hesitated then lifted her hands into the air. The band raised their eyes and watched as a small dot appeared above the slime monster. The dot dribbled water and the slime monster paused as it splashed on its head, waving tentacles above as though reaching for the dot.

Which was the worst move it could have made as the dot suddenly snapped wide and a nearly forty foot wide sphere plopped free with a rush of water, the enormous thing crashing down to earth with an incredible earth shaking BOOM! and instantly flattening the slime monster to death below, pink goo spraying in every direction across the grass, the trees, and all over Fey and Lily. Although Ellaria and Kayla were protected behind her back.

"Wh-what the hell Kayla!" cried Fey wiping goop from her breasts.

"I- She said she was going to empty herself days ago! I didn't know she was still full! RILEY!"

The octo girl sat smug as a cat atop her enormous cum belly nearly forty feet across and looked down at the band. Kayla had summoned her a few times after she had been first summoned and each time she had joined in on the band's daily breedings with Fey. With the exception that she point blank refused to be emptied afterwards.

"Hey, I'm not like you useless leggy losers, I can swim around perfectly fine underwater with this big of a tummy thank you." She glanced around at the exploded slime monster. "And besides, it worked out anyway didn't it? Now give me my payment."

"There isn't any water here for you to swim in here!!!" groaned Kayla.

"I killed a monster for you, thus I should get paid. You're adventurers right? Don't you get paid for doing a job?"

Kayla looked a little glum hearing that but muttered, "...Yeah…"

"Great!"

"Summoning isn't meant to work this way," muttered Kayla even more gloomily.

The octo girl lifted a hand into the air and a disc of blue light appeared in her palm. After a moment a powerful jet of water fired from it and she shot backwards on her belly. Using a combination of the slick slime monster she was sat on and the force of the water jet she was able to rotate herself until her actual body was near the ground, her vast cum tummy in front of her.

She hiked up her tentacles and looked over her shoulder with half lidded eyes. "Fey my hippocampus toy, come make me bigger."

The sight was incredibly appealing, not least because the multiple breedings had caused Riley's already unusually fat pussy to become even fatter, plump and swollen and glistening with her arousal even compared to other girls Fey frequently bred. For her size it was a large puss, but then given the way she insisted on keeping her womb so enormous perhaps it was fitting. Her muff was so incredibly thick in fact that it partly hid her gape from view, the stretched out space only partly visible.

At the top of this impressively wobbly soft mass that was her puss sat a smol soft pink clit. As Fey watched it popped wetly from its undersized hood with arousal before slopping back inside, like it was being shy and hiding… Okay that was pretty cute.

Ellaria narrowed her eyes at Kayla,

"You told me you had fixed this problem."

"I thought I had! She promised to empty herself!"

"I promise I will empty myself of this wonderful seed after getting payment for doing battle with the monster. There happy now? Good. Now do me Fey! Do meee!" She dipped her hands down below her tentacles and spread her fat pussy lips revealing her open quivering gape and the set of eight pink and white mini pussy tentacles covered in suckers kept within. It seemed they too had grown larger and more aggressive, the things lashing at the air, eager to drag massive amounts of dick inside. A mouth watering sight for a horny centaur.

Fey took a step forward, the sight of a girl presenting herself to be bred making her body move automatically. Just a little pre-adventure breeding to take the edge off couldn't hurt, could it?

She glanced over her shoulder guiltily at Ellaria.

The elf looked between her and the octopus girl, but then sighed. "Fine, we have time. Maybe this will make it easier for you to focus on whatever trouble awaits us in the castle."

The elf slipped over her side and strolled over to a nearby tree stump, producing one of her usual romance novels before perching on the edge to read.

Fey smiled sunnily and skipped forward, joy in every step, her cock overly stimulated by the air rushing over it from hours of travel stiffening anew and sprinkling precum over the grass.

In the days Fey had been travelling to draconica she would get up each morning and breed Lily and Kayla and Flora and Vivi all in a row until they were each the size of a small building. Then Wummy would empty them and they would travel until lunch whereupon Fey would breed them again, and then often again in the evening. It had made the journey quite heavenly.

But as a prolific alpha breeder she always deep down wanted to breed more girls, impregnating and fucking as many as many pussies as possible. Four pussies just wasn't enough for her needs.

That was where Riley had stepped in, or rather, tentacled in, much to Kayla's chagrin, letting Fey breed her and help sate that alpha breeder need.

The issue was that Riley had never emptied herself. She just kept getting fuller and fuller and more and more packed with thick sloppy breeding batter, a true cum dumpster.

Fey supposed it was easy when you just floated everywhere which Riley apparently did in her home ocean. Still, Kayla had eventually gotten so annoyed with her summon refusing to do anything but laze around and get bred instead of doing something useful like fighting monsters that she had given her an ultimatum and stopped summoning her days before they got to the city.

As Fey neared the octopus girl Riley finally noticed Fey's changed size.

"Ooh, you're bigger Fey!" she wiggled her rear in the air, plump pussy and stretched out gape presenting to be taken. Her lower body was like that of a centaur except octopus instead of a horse, these lower body octopus tentacles quickly became coated in her lubricant as she became wetter and wetter and wetter. Really she was a very sloppy girl.

Fey wasn't the only one who had grown and Fey narrowed her eyes up at the dome of Riley's belly pressing her breasts up.

"Is… your belly bigger?"

"Hmmmf yes, you have no idea how big octofolk litters are, there's like soooo many eggs in me along with all your seed."

It seemed that frequent breedings had consequences.

Fey hesitated. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea…

Riley did not take her hesitation very well.

"Get over here and FUCKING FUCK ME!"

She flung her fingers out and a dozen blue discs suddenly appeared in thin air, then what appeared to be duplicates of her own tentacles poured from the portals, glossy orange and blue tentacles with a white underside and cream white suckers. They lunged down and Fey found herself being held, octopus tentacles wrapping around all of her legs and arms and hips, dragging her forward and toward the presenting Riley, tilting then slamming her front hooves against the octopus girl's belly above her head sending it rippling. Fey's heavy cock slapped across Riley's back as her true octopus tentacles grabbed hold of it, a snail trail of precum smeared up her spine and over her shoulders.

Fey shivered as soft vacuum like suckers plop-popped over her hard surface, sticking before popping off with a jelly like sucker wobble. The tentacles fully encircled her shaft and then squeezed down, eliciting a groan from the centaur. Riley could apply a lot of pressure!

"You can duplicate your tentacles?! Wh-why didn't you tell me you could do that?'' exclaimed Kayla from Fey's back, looking around at the orange and blue tentacles in shock.

"It's just octofolk magic, but I have been getting way WAY better at it lately. Since Fey here became my fuck buddy come to think of it."

As she had been speaking she had been arranging Fey. Lifting and positioning her so that the massive horse dick was aligned with her plump pussy, a pussy stretched out and moulded to the shape of Fey's dick, a true broodmother's pussy.

…Or at least it had been, her puss was already struggling with Fey's new size, her plumpness flattening beneath the broad cock tip as it pressed in, her gape too small to contain Fey's new girth despite her muff spilling around the edges, her puffiness squishing and spilling outward in every direction with the pressure, spreading her puss to be even larger looking.

"Hngff! G-gods what have you been eating to grow so freaking much!"

"D-Drakes mostly," mumbled Fey, biting her lip as the delicious sloppy softness of Riley's nethers pressed against her.

Together they groaned as the pressure slowly increased… But the octopus girl remained stuck, unable to take Fey's new size. That is until her internal pussy tentacles joined the battle and latched on and with an almost frightening strength hauled Fey inside.

With a Shplop! Fey jerked forward, her cock slipping past her entrance, her rough cock tip scraping along her sensitive inner walls.

"AAAHNNNNNNN!!!"

Cried out Riley as her puss stretched and fluttered around a cock larger than any she had taken before.

Riley had been a very productive girl when Fey had first lain with her… these days she was on another level.

Skllrshhh! Skllrrrrrrrshhh! Sklluuuurrrrrrrshhh!

Gallons of pussy juice exploded beneath Fey, instantly soaking her underside to the bone as Riley's pussy became a feminine squirting fountain of ecstasy.

"Oh fuck youre so fucking biiiiig!! Oh fuck oh Fuck! OHFFFUUUUUCCKK'' She screamed as she came even harder. Her jetting cunt nectar stinging as it struck against Fey's balls almost painfully hard, the sheer output of this girl! Violet for her part yelped and pulled her bare legs up as Riley sprayed her hot nectar all over her bare skin.

The tentacles, pussy or otherwise eased Fey deeper and deeper, foot after foot slipping past Riley's fat pussy and sinking deep inside, the octo girl's voice rising into a keen as her tentacles thrashed, fingers clawing frantically at her enormous cumbelly as her vagina was freshly stretched out with horse dick, more nerves, more pleasure, more surface area, more FEY!

Skllrtsh-skllrrtsh!

She came even harder as she went over the medial ring, squirting like a bust barrel as the thing scraped up her interior walls, causing fireworks to shatter-star across her vision as she was penetrated deeper and deeper, orange and blue eyes rolling up as her eyelids fluttered. How could anything feel this fucking good?!

"AaaAAAHHHhhhh!!"

Her screaming and thrashing only came to a stop when Fey hilted her all the way to the base, all four feet of her dick sheathed inside girl. Her whole body shuddering and trembling with the new sensation of Fey's greater size, on a whole other level to previous breeding sessions with Fey, her body nothing but a cathedral to fat horse dick, her highly strung nerves a choir of stretched pussy pleasure.

"You've ruined me you silly centaur," panted Riley, "None of my boytoys can satisfy me anymore, I know, they tried. Not even the biggest with a twelve incher. I couldn't even feel him thrusting in my pussy when I could barely fit him before! He came in me and I didn't even notice! and you've just stretched me out even further… Gods, you don't know how stir crazy I've been going just waiting to be summoned again! Waiting to be properly fucked again, truly actually fucked. Hnnggff!!!!" she wiggled her hips against Fey's base, her pussy practically slurping on her length.

"I- I missed you too," groaned Fey, and it was true, Fey truly missed every girl she bred.

Behind Fey came a strangled scream of frustration breaking the intimate moment and she glanced over her shoulder to see Flora watching them intensely.

The gnome was masturbating herself as she watched them, her legs awash with her juices. But no matter how she thrust her hands against her gape or jilled her clit it just couldn't satisfy her. Her eyes were only for Fey's cock, something that she couldn't have for an entire long, LONG, month.

She came once more, soaking through her flitty skirt, but still unable to find the relief she needed.

"This is straight up illegal torture!" she cried, flinging her soaked hands up, microdroplets of herself flinging into the air.

She turned and huffed through the air huffily before huffily sitting on a nearby boulder and crossing her legs huffily. She snatched up the piece of dragon silk that Ellaria had brought with them and held it over her head.

"I'm going to to go sexually fucking insane if I have to watch this. So I'm going to go talk to Vivi. Maybe she can fix my bloody kidnapping plan. Tell me when you are finished so I don't have to hear or see any of this."

She huffily lowered the silk down and her head disappeared through it and then she crossed her arms.

It left the rather incongruous sight of a headless gnome sitting on a boulder with her arms crossed.

But Fey couldn't look for long, her broodmother had needs that needed attending.

The tentacles began to ease Fey back causing Riley to coo and gasp, her clutching labia dragging out behind as immense amounts of horse cock was slowly dragged from her hungry folds. She reached halfway and the thick medial ring got stuck, practically dragging her entire body back as her labia went paper thin stretching around it before with a shlu-pop! She slopped over it causing her to squeal and squirt and squirt and squirt

Schllrk-GLLRSCH!! Schllrk-GLLRSCH!!

High pressure, slightly creamy fluid, exploded around Fey's dick in her usual shocking quantities, splashing and puddling amongst the grass.

"Give me more babies Fey!" wailed Riley, her fingers mauling at her breasts as her tentacles set to work. "Breed me bigger!"

Violet held on to Fey's tail as the centaur was physically moved back and forth in the air, being manually pumped in and out of Riley's ravenous cunt by duplicate tentacles.

"You have, uh, an interesting summoning monster," she muttered to Kayla hanging on to Fey ahead of her, the two of them passengers on the Fey breeding ride.

"She's supposed to be my actually useful summon," muttered Kayla back, "Instead she just wants to be a permanent cum dumpster."

"M-maybe she just—ahn—needs encouragement!" gasped Fey as she was rammed back in, sinking deep inside of Riley who multi-orgasmed just from the motion.

Kayla looked up at the flustered and pink cheeked Centaur as she was slowly sawed back and forth inside of her girl.

"I guess I can try buffing her..."

"Buff wha—?

Kayla lifted her hand and aimed it at Riley.

"Er, let's see, Strength."

Fey eeped! as Riley's pussy suddenly became twice as tight, her internal muscles doubling in strength.

"OOHhh fuuUrRCK!" cried Riley as the intense sensations only increased, Fey's rough dick surface pressing that much harder against her newly sensitive parts, her pussy gushing in appreciation.

Skllrtsh-skllrrtsh-Skllrrrrrrrshhh!

"And uh, Rejuvenation? Yes, Rejuvenation!"

Riley cried out as her body flushed with life, boundless energy rushing through her as her skin became soaked in sweat, her pussy's bounty redoubling, the puddle below becoming a small lake of her fluids. Fey slammed to and a hilt a geyser of femcum sprayed around her legs, the lake spreading so far across the clearing that it was reaching Ellaria's stump and washing over her shoes.

Sklluuuurrrrrrrshhh!-SKLLRRRRRSHHHH!

"P-PLEASE MOOOOOOOORE!!!”

Cried Riley, her body bent to the sole task of milking Fey's fat dick.

"Oh and there's also Dexterity too!"

Fey went cross eyed as Rileys insides became masterful, rippling up and down in the most wonderful way as her internal pussy tentacles went mad. At the same time her true tentacles reached around and grabbed onto her balls, the suckers pulling and plucking at the surface the most teasing way. This did not make Violet very happy and the squirrelkin cried out in alarm, desperately trying to bat away the tentacles spilling onto her bare legs, the suckers sticking to her skin

"Ah! I almost forgot Speed!"

Fey jerked forward violently, her head crashing into the great cum sphere at the same time her thighs and balls clapped against Riley's underside before being jerked backward then thrust forward once more and so on, pistoning in and out of Riley as her squeals of delight became increasingly high pitched, the sounds of penetration becoming increasingly obscene.

SCHLORK-SCHLAP -SKLAK-SLRTCH!

Kayla was sent rolling and nearly falling off Fey's back as Fey jerked back and forth. Violet managed to grab hold of her at the last moment, the both of them holding onto Fey's tail for dear life.

"HnnnnFAASSSTEERRR!!!" cried Riley her mind became a crackling storm of cluster-orgasms, lost in an ocean of unimaginable pleasure.

"Yes! More Speed!" Kayla cried out excitedly in agreement, finding herself happy to get to use her Class sort of properly for once.

Riley accelerated, the wet sounds of Fey's cock pistoning in and out of her wobbling folds getting louder and wetter and more obscene with each passing moment, each thrust producing a loud schlurking queef and a huge squirts of her femine juices that splashed and splattered across the lake of fluid below.

SKLURRRSSHH! GLLRSCH!

Both Fey and Riley's moans were getting louder as Fey pistoned in and out until Fey was finally tipped over the edge and exploded into the octopus girl.

"Ohh GAWD! oh- ohGAWWWD!!!--AAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEE!!!!"

She slammed home to the hilt, tentacles thrashing against Fey's legs as Riley's back arched, open mouthed howling as huge pulses of cum unloaded into her eager womb, her vast belly rapidly growing and expanding, rolling out across the wet grass as her womb was stretched like never before, her pussy's abundant squirting coming in ever heavier pulses.

Riley was truly lost in her belly's filling now, swelling larger and larger, passing forty foot across, then forty two, forty three a great wobbly blimp at the top of the valley who just cried out for more and more cum, her body swelling in size, spreading…

"HNNNYAAA!! PLEASE MOOOOOOOORE!!!”

…until she reached where the ground started to slope down.

It was Kayla who realised the problem first, as the entire vast mass of Riley began to move, easing forward, slowly and then a bit faster, slipping across the slippery grass.

"H-hey, I think something… something's wrong?

"Shut it and just give me more cuuum!" cried Riley, her tentacles thrashing at the air.

"No seriously, something's wrong!" cried Kayla as the great soft mass of belly jerked forward suddenly, a part of Riley's cum tummy slipping over the edge and then dragging the rest of her with it.

Kayla peered over the side of Fey and watched as the grass below started to move from beneath the octo girl's vastness. They were mobile!

"Flora halp!" she cried, snapping around to see the gnome girl.

But Flora wasn't hearing anything, she was still sat on the boulder with her arms and legs crossed and her head firmly inside the dragon silk.

Help was clearly not coming from that quarter, and there was no Wummy and Vivi to help either.

It seemed at least Ellaria had heard and she had stood for her stump, book held forgotten dangling in hand as she watched in shock as Riley inevitably slid toward the valley. Lily too, watching in shock with her maybe all of a dozen bears.

Neither stood a hope in hell of stopping such insane quantities of moving cum, in fact very little could have stopped such inertia.

Thus Kayla and Ellaria were helpless to do nothing but watch as the entire great belly of Riley slipped over the edge and began sliding down the valley, and then rolling down as the grass became less lubricated with wet. Fey was lifted up and up into the air as Riley's true body rotated around her vast belly with Fey still ejaculating into her, making her bigger still.

It seemed Fey and Riley, despite being deeply engrossed in each other, had finally realised something was happening, especially as they heard Violet and Kayla screaming on Fey's rear as they clung to her tail with a death grip. They peaked at the top of Riley's rotating belly and with a wail went down the other side.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!!" screamed Fey, Riley, Violet, and Kayla all in chorus as they rushed earthward.

The screams became muffled as Fey and her passengers slammed into the soft grassy earth and went under the enormous mass of belly, Violet and Kayla squashed between Fey's enormous balls and the soft mass above.

Of course, more importantly, Fey was driven up against Riley as the octopus girl was rammed violently down to the base of Fey's cock fitting more horse dick inside of her than ever before and causing a particularly massive rope of cum to explode into her belly surging her womb out another foot reaching nearly fifty feet across.

Their quadruple scream became audible again as they rotated fully around and rose back up into the air, Fey easing back from Riley's puss, the great belly rolling, lifting the girls up and up back up to the peak and then even faster back down, slamming Riley down onto still uncontrollably ejaculating cock once more and surging her belly bigger as the girls rolled underneath.

Faster and faster, around and around, each time Riley getting a little larger, a little fuller, and the fall a little longer, her belly passing sixty feet across as they rolled down into the valley screaming their lungs out until they hit a slight rise and were launched fully into the air. They came crashing down to earth with a BOOM! so heavy that it shook half the valley in an earthquake, tiles falling from the distant castle roof.

Fey's cock slammed into Riley to the hilt as the mass came down on her. At the same time her balls were squeezed between Violet and Kayla, the intense crushing weight causing Fey to explode jizz into the octopus girl, Riley's voice going super sonic, screaming and screaming and howling until she went cross eyed and with an abrupt flash of blue light she vanished into thin air.

Fey cried out as her cock was suddenly left exposed and naked, a huge spraying rope of cum launching fifty feet skyward before raining down to the earth heavily, the thump thump thump of huge ball sized globules of centaur cum smashing into the grass filling the air.

"Oh goawwwdd!"

She arched her back and thrust her hips as the last of her epic ejaculation made it rain across the bottom of the valley.

And then finally she was done, her stiffly bucking cock slapping back down against her horse stomach as she was left spent.

After a moment of struggle a figure staggered to her feet from her rear, clutching at her sore ass.

Violet looked around with wide eyes at the field of scattered cum around them.

"Is… Is this what adventuring is normally like?"