Chapter 67 (Patreon)

Previously on Centaurus: Fey finds herself the subject of intense competition as the Lead Feathers duel over her to decide the future of their band. First Round goes to the loyalists, Moonquill defeating Dusk through unexpected use of healing power. The second round goes to the Rebels, a bard making clever use of musical vibration. The third is won once again by the Rebels, two twins battling it out. And, finally, The fourth round, a very thicc alchemist versus a bubbly potioner, where unfortunately for the competitors, Fey is accidentally driven into a heat.

Now, Chapter 67:

Fey jerked around, nose flaring, breath coming out in clouds of vapour. She felt hot, no, not just hot, on fire. Her barrel was like a furnace, her core a white flame, a pounding pulsing need flowing through her up from her lower body to her upper, then to her head, her skin tingling, nipples stiff and straining at the fabric of her blouse.

But worst of all, was perhaps her pussy, which was on freaking fire!!

She shuddered as her clit winked and popped from its hood and she naturally squirted without stimulation, a characteristic of her species, a gush of her juices flowing down over her enormous veined balls as fluid spritzed into the air behind.

She'd felt incredible need in her dick in the past, and now her dicks, but this level of pure sexual neediness emmenating from her own pussy was so novel and new that it was driving her crazy!

It wasn't like she hadn't experienced a heat before, that was something she had dealt with… sort off. Randomly squirting in public had been one of the most embarrassing moments of her life when she was younger, walking through the market with a heat flushing her cheeks, her back legs trembling, and then letting out a moan as she sprayed over the centaur behind her in line, her clit lewdly winking from its hood.

She'd run away of course, leaving the shocked customer soaked with wet in her wake, and had not come out of her tent for an entire week from sheer shame… It seemed like such a small thing now after growing a great big penis…

However this heat was oh my god so much more than any heat she'd experienced before.

But first things first. Her dicks were exposed to the cool air, no longer clothed in cunt, and that simply could not be allowed. She needed a screaming girl on her dick at all times, breeding, filling pussy, impregnating!

Obviously.

Kayla hesitantly approached.

Fey was, well, a very tall centaur, especially now, and Kayla was very smol, and the way Fey's body moved, muscles tensing and untensing, rippling below her stallion half's coat, the hunger in her eyes, the way her breath steamed, she practically radiated raw primal sex, and if Kayla was being honest with herself, it was incredibly attractive. Just looking upon this breeding machine made her pussy tremble and her core heat, imaginings of just what she could do to her tickling at the back of her mind.

But Kayla was the impartial referee and she had a job to do so she couldn't just jump her friend and lover right then and there, even though she really goddam wanted to, to climb up her and—

She licked her lip and tried to keep her composure

"A-Are you okay Fey?"

Fey shuddered but seemingly managed to regain control of herself, fingers forming claws as she scrunched up her eyes before letting out a stuttering sigh.

"I- I think so, I just, really really really need to be inside someone, oh, my god."

"Th-that's okay! The competition is still going on! We can make that happen!"

Kayla's eyes darted around looking for the next contestants, there needed to be someone, anyone, to sate Fey's lust, which was probably equivalent to a forest fire right now.

Fortunately it seemed the griffin girls were still interested despite being scattered by the expanding cum tummies.

Moonquill who had been watching all atop her enormous belly gathered herself first.

"W-We WON! It's over!"

Dusk shook herself from her stunned state and turned to her.

"Oh no it's not. We are simply drawing once again, tell her Kayla!"

Kayla nodded and shakily opened her notebook.

"She- she is correct, while Sweetpea made a valiant effort, Bloom was able to reach a greater state of pregnancy, four thousand one hundred and sixteen for Sweetpea and four thousands five hundred and seventy three for Bloom, uhm." She glanced over at the two massive cum bellies that marked the Potioner and Alchemist. They were being lazily floated out of the way by Flora. Both girls were unconscious, fucked into a cum coma and limp on their bodies as they openly drooled along with their stretched out gapes.

Flora looked up hearing the announcement. The gnome had moved from her original position lazing on the grass and had joined Vivi and Lily in a small group. The fox girl had put out a picnic blanket and was making cucumber sandwiches… With the small side note that all of them were currently straddling large rubber Fey dildos.

"This counts towards a ban parole right?" said the gnome hopefully.

"Nope." said Ellaria not even looking up as she read her novel.

Flora scowled, but began bouncing up and down on her particular three foot long Fey dildo. Apparently Vivi had acquired some spares from somewhere, although Fey had no idea where. Lucy perhaps?

Kayla coughed politely into her fist, drawing attention back. "Which means the Loyalists, uhm, won, and we are at a draw once more."

Dusk did not seem happy about this. For all that the griffin girls were naturally competitive, Dusk was even more so, and doubly so with what was on the line.

She ground her beak together and glared out at the scattering of girls picking themselves up from the grass having been tossed aside by expanding cum belly.

The next choice would be critical.

Startled faces looked up at her, and then seemingly realising that she was in the middle of deciding the next to go, a number waved their hands in the air.

"Me!

"No, me!

"Screw all of you, pick me!"

Dusk sighed. It would be so easy to make the wrong pick, what was really needed was strategy. She narrowed her eyes, thinking quickly, tactically. Yes.

Her hand shot out.

"Cassie! Your time to shine!"

A particularly short griffin girl with pink feathers scattered throughout cream looked around in surprise. She had unusually large breasts that rested heavily on her pregnancy, and unusually small wings emerging from her back.

"Uhm, me?" said the shortstack with bright pink eyes.

"Yes you, you may act like a wallflower Cassie but I know what you're like when you are in the mood."

The shortstack griffin girl stepped forward hesitantly.

She was cute, with a button up jacket tailored to fit snugly around her large breasts and belly, her thighs clad in shorts of hefty material good and sensible for adventuring.

She approached Fey and looked up at her with round eyes, her iris a pink colour, a match to the pink tufts that trimmed the tips of her feathers.

"H-Hi?" she squeaked.

Fey looked down at her. All Fey could think in her current state was that she was just so Fuckable and that she would look amazing on her dick. The griffin girl seemed to see what Fey was thinking in Fey's eyes and she took a step back, her hands clutching at her short shorts, wary, but a little visibly excited.

"A weak choice." sneered Moonquill, "Perfect for a more… aggressive tactic. Thunderfuff! Come take the wind out of their sails and put an end to this!"

A tall griffin girl rose from the grass, one of the tallest, a slender female, with snow white fur and feathers and even her beak, her eyes an icy glowing blue. She wore a sharply cut blouse and shorts, prim and proper.

"I will not hold back," she murred, her voice edged with a soft frosty tinkling sound.

Cassie glanced up at her and swallowed nervously.

"Uhm, I'll t-try my best! S-So could you uh, p-please lie down again, m-miss centaur?"

Fey blinked and realised that there was no easy way for the short of height girl, or any girl here really, to thrust themselves onto her unless she was on the ground. Of course she needed that to happen, so she turned and then after a moment got back down on the soft grass, rolling onto her back, the warm summer sun warming her dual penises once more as butterflies flitted about the grassy field and birdsong came from the treetops.

Her two cocks throbbed menacingly, a contrast to the environment.

The potions that had been applied to them hadn't dropped off in effect and they were girthier and thicker than they would normally be, her veins standing proud along the surface as they stiffly bucked, the heavy slap-slap of dick meat filling the air and causing Cassie to blush on hearing it.

Despite herself Fey was curious how this shortstack of a griff girl was going to deal with riding her, she was so small, only four and a half foot tall, that she seemed like she would struggle, and Fey had to fight down the desperate urge to grab her and begin ruthlessly pounding her onto her upper dick like a cute little dick sleeve.

Cassie took a few calming breaths and then closed her eyes, her hands shakily rising palm up.

At first nothing happened but then the earth behind the shortstack shivered and tore and to Fey's shock stone started to rise from beneath the ground, stones of various sizes rolling over and sticking to each other as the rapidly shed any dirt, quickly forming a torso and crude limbs, until a vague shape started to appear.

Fey blinked and looked up at what appeared to be a stone copy of the griffin girl, complete with exceptionally large breasts, although with no wings. A statue riddled with cracks as it was built from slot together stones. But unlike Cassie, the statue was just a touch larger, at easily over nine foot of height.

The stone griffin reached down and to Fey's surprise lifted Cassie up in the air, holding her in stone hands.

Thunderfuff watched this with pursed lips, and Fey got the vague impression the grif girl was unsure how to deal with this development.

"I… had not realised your golem forming Skills had progressed quite so far, last we spoke on this subject you were complaining about being underlevelled."

"Yeah haha, I, uh, kinda levelled up," said Cassie, smiling as the stone hands gripped around her waist, her small hands resting on the stone forearms.

Kayla tapped her quill on her notepad and cleared her throat. "Ahem, I suppose this would be round five. Cassie, the golem maker? Golemer? something like that, versus, Auxo the, uh, slender!"

The giant statue very slowly and steadily stepped around Fey and stood before her balls, the shortstack held in its stone hands.

The statue sightlessly gazed down at Fey's cocks.

"Uhh," said Fey, really not sure how concerned she should be with so much solid stone looming over her.

But before she could think to say anything, Cassie was being held with only the one stone hand, and the freed hand slowly reached down, thick solid stone fingers grasping at Fey's massive upper length, and then scooping around and lifting, pulling the 58 inches of dick up until it was upright and vertical between her back legs. The tower of dick throbbed, so large that it made Cassie look comically small next to it.

The smol shortstack was placed  on the tip by the slowly moving statue, her shorts riding up her thighs as they split either side of the tip.

"J-just a sec you idiot statue," muttered Cassie. "Remove my flipping shorts first!"

The statue seemed to consider this, then one massive crude hand came down, pinched hold of the fabric, and in one jerked motion tore her shorts to shreds from around her hips, exposing her sopping muff, clad in soaked-through-to-transparency white panties.

"AH!" she cried at the rough treatment. Clearly the statue lacked any kind of minor motor control, only able to make big powerful jerking motions. She licked her beak nervously, one hand darting down to peel her panties away from her muff and press them to the side, her exposed lower lips finally pressing down on the hot hard horse flesh below.

"O-Okay, I-I'm ready, I- I think?" said Cassie, looking down at where they touched and rocking her hips side to side experimentally.

Fey looked at the giant statue holding her with alarm, with the way it moved, it seemed to have zero sense of subtlety

"Uhm, are you sure about this?"

"Hu-?"

But before Cassie could reply the statue pushed down, and the shortstack girl had no more time for words as colossal and completely ungiving pressure was applied. She didn't even slow as her pussy noisily slopped over the tip and dropped nearly two feet, a ragged scream tore from her throat, a powerful spray of her juices spritzing down Fey's other dick. Her jacket bulged with her pumped out belly, and then exploded open, buttons scattering in every direction as her blouse then tore apart beneath too, her belly exposed and shaped obscenely around horse dick.

She howled and thrashed and then she blacked out and went limp, which of course caused the statue to stop moving, its master no longer conscious to give it life.

Fey stared down at the completely unconscious and limp griffin girl on her dick, trapped in place by a now unmoving statue.

"Uhm…"

"It seems my rival has made a tactical blunder. Perhaps she will stay like that as I coast to victory," mused Thunderfuff.

The icy and slender griff girl casually tossed aside her clothing and stepped gracefully onto Fey's barrel and bent down, carefully lifting the lower cock and angling it up and turning her body so that her pussy rested against it. She grunted and pushed back, grinding and rocking her hips, with what was actually some impressive pussy spreading technique, methodically and slowly parting her own vagina to allow for massive penetration, even gripping hold of her own ass cheeks and parting them to ease passage. Clearly this one had studied all those who had come before.

It didn't take long to get the result she desired and she slipped back along the cock a full foot, a gasp escaping her lips before she managed to still herself. Her breasts were modest, and her belly an elegant curve that soared from her chest to her mons on her slender frame, which just made the deformation of her body by such a massive tool all the more pronounced, her elegance shaped around fat centaur dick.

Fey's brow rose, this girl had handled such extreme penetration by far the best of any girl so far without using Skills, at least as far as she could tell, the girl was simply naturally able to cope with it, not blacking out, not howling, not even explosively squirting, she was as fine as she would be riding a normal penis, and not Fey's destructive immensity.

Admittedly her inside felt… a little cold, which was odd. But before she had time to consider this Cassie woke up behind and began screaming again, her legs thrashing into the air as she squirted a half cup of her nectar up Thunderfuff's bare back,  soaking her fur through.

Eventually Cassie managed to calm down, drawing in great heaving breaths, covered in sweat, eyes swimming, a complete contrast to Thunderfuff who was a picture of composure.

"Wh-When did you?!'' The short stack licked her beak nervously, staring at her opponent. "D-doesn't matter, you don't have the angle to get her off! Move meeeee!!"

She squealed as the statue once more came to life, jerking into motion and thrusting her down. The statue of course had no subtlety whatsoever and Cassie was brutally slammed downward, going crossed eyes as her pussy slop-popped over the medial ring, her beak opening in an O shape as she howled.

Thunderfuff looked back at this squirting screaming howling mess of a girl and raised a delicate eyebrow.

Then she began to gently move, simply thrusting herself onto the first foot or so of dick, barely changing her expression, a simple gentle motion, slow, and methodick.

Fey didn't have to feel the different sensations to see that Cassie was going to win with ease, and her back arched as she let out a groan, her eyes squeezing shut. This wasn't enough to sate her heat! Nor her pussy, which was creating puddles of arousal beneath her balls!

In fact, things were about to get a lot worse as she let out a gasp and her eyes shot open.

Thunderfuff had one hand raised behind her back, pointing at the shaft Cassie was riding. Ice crystals were forming in the air, and to her dismay a ring of frost formed around the base of her penis.

Cold!

It felt like a winter breeze on her flesh and already she could feel the effects taking hold, her erection losing hardness as the combination of cold and restriction flowed up the cock, like the effects of a chill winter day or jumping into ice water on her length, making her shrivel and soften.

"Hnyaaa What are you doooing!" moaned Cassie as her body was jerked down the rapidly cooling and sinking shaft.

"As was demonstrated by the twins, effective strategy works on your opponent too. Sorry Cassie, but I will be winning this."

"Nuuu!" wailed Cassie as Fey's second shaft started to lose rigidity.

Thunderfuff ignored her and turned back to focusing on steadily but determinedly bouncing on her own length of centaur dick. She was quite poor at it in Fey's opinion, barely managing to milk her tip, but it didn't matter, as Cassie was no longer doing anything to effectively stimulate her, her frantic hugging and masturbating of her tummy bulge as her feet were rapidly thrust up and down her length in a grand foot job did little to slow her waning erection.

It seemed Thunderfuff had it in the bag.

But then, unlike her cock, her core and heat hadn't slowed, and it was still a mountain sized furnace, a machine to drive blood into her cocks, a monumental cause for erection, and with one cock down, that left only one to take the brunt of her arousal.

The effects were slow at first, her cock getting hotter than ever before, the veins slowly becoming even more defined. And then, for the first time, Thunderfuff let out a moan, a hand darting down to clutch at her belly bulge as her pussy quivered.

Fey blinked in surprise. It seemed the griff girl was starting to struggle, and after a moment she started to grasp what was happening.

She had done the same thing to herself that she had done to her other cock only more so, cooling specific parts of her body to create a numbing effect.

Except now with Fey's cock heating to ever greater heights her insides were starting to warm past the point she could keep the numbness going. Steam began to rise from her body as her magic started to be overwhelmed, and with it the sensations rose. The slender griffin girl desperately held onto her composure, clamping her beak shut as little squeaks and moans occasionally escaped. But it was no use, she thrust down and cried out as she squirted, a hose of her nectar spraying up Fey's upper half, splashing against her vast underboob.

Cool! Even her juices were cooled!

But not for long as with each squirt the fluid felt hotter and hotter, her insides being overwhelmed by the heat of her cock, unable to keep up, being made to feel everything!

It wasn't just her either, the ring of ice around her other dick was starting to fail, the heat building up behind it causing it to melt and steam away.

Maybe this strategy would have worked before Fey had been put into a heat, but now?! It was like trying to stop a volcano with a few ice cubes!

"Yes! Yes!" Cried Cassie as the cock she was riding started to surge back, becoming harder and stiffer by the moment as Fey groaned and stretched her arms over her head.

She simply couldn't be contained, not when she needed to BREED this badly.

"Oh godfhnnf! How does it feel this way! How does it feel so gewwwd?!" cried Thunderfuff as she clutched at her belly, her raised brows a stressed furrow.

She looked up between panted moans, alarm crossing her face in seeing how Fey was reacting to the renewed jerky slam motions of the statue, and the shortstack cock sleeve.

"F-fine! Then me too!"

Her hands were flung out and ice started to form in the air, masses of ice, and Fey startled as a figure began to coalesce, blurred and misty at first, but then solidifying into hard ice and snow, a giant figure, an equal to the statue, an enlarged ice statue of Thunderfuff, a copycat of Cassie's technique.

The ice statue slipped its cold hands under her armpits, lifted them to the tip, and then in one brutal motion thrust Thunderfuff to the base in one go.

The sounds that emerged from the formally composed griff girl made Cassie sound like the calmest girl in the world. Frantic screams tore from her throat as she came her brains out, repeatedly squirting over the ice golem, her juices freezing against its surface and becoming part of it.

Fey, to her astonishment, found herself with two girls being pounded on her pricks by two giant statues.

"F-faster!" squealed Cassie with a panicked look on her face as Thunderfuffs bouncing started to accelerate. The statue did as asked, jerkily plunging her up and down as the ice statue moved more gracefully, easing Thunderfuff from top to bottom,

"Hnff! oh gods! Go harder damn you!!" cried Thunderfuff, completely losing control of her faculties, squirting and screaming, her breasts bouncing as they repeatedly collided with her pumped belly.

In the end though, the ice statue began to slow, the sheer heat radiating from Fey's body causing its surface to become slick with wet, its legs either sides of Fey's barrel melting away from the warmth coming from her body.

The ice weakened further despite Thunderfuff's frantic screams for more, and Cassie's motion behind only accelerated, her body being dragged up and down like a doll, a sleeve for dick, and in the end this was all that was needed.

Fey cried out, her pussy spraying as her balls hiked up.

"Oh gawwwwdddddd!!!" wailed Cassie as the first barrel of cum flowed into her body, and then Thunderfuff a moment later, her voice going shrill.

In moments their wombs were ballooning outward with piping hot centaur seed, swelling from their bodies as they clutched at their soft growing tummies with ecstasy on their faces, screams resonating together.

"OhgodOhfuck— F-Fivehundred and twenty three!"

"Five hundred and sixty fuck!"

"Seven h-hundred and somethinggggg!"

"More! Give me more Feyyy! Hnnnn! One thousand!

Fey groaned, hoping that this would ease the heat in her body, arching her backs as she bucked, trying to unload as much as possible into each pussy, her cocks straining into wombs.

But it wasn't to be, and she only felt hornier and hornier as their voices became muffled, screaming about thousands of eggs, until her ejaculation ended with a dribble, nothing more to come no matter how she squirmed her hips.

Fey groaned in the dark beneath them. This wasn't enough. She needed moar!

With a growl she thrust her hands up and shoved at the cum belly above while thrashing her body.

Muffled howled came from afar as she dragged her dicks free and scrambled to her hooves, heaving monumental amounts of softness overhead.

She could not be stopped and she pushed the girls aside, rolling them onto the grass where Flora half heartedly organised them.

"N-next! Hurry!" cried Fey, "Do any of you want to win or not dammit!"

A startled Kayla gaped at her, then seemed to gather herself. "Th-the winner is Cassie the golemer! ROUND FIVE goes to The Rebels!"

Fey turned around frantically, looking for the next to come before her to be bred, desperately horny, spritzes of pussy juice fountaining out behind her as her tail flagged up in the air. Her straining clit winked and popped form its hood with a sucking sound, her pussy quivering, her balls tight and overly full, double 58 inch dicks diamonds hard and slap-slapping against her barrel. Dear gods she was so freaking aroused that she felt physically agitated!

A girl rose from the grass and Fey nearly lunged for her.

"Y-You?" she croaked.

"Yes, me. I do not like this kind of silly infighting in the band," the new girl set her lips in a line, "But I cannot allow you to suffer such a heat, no living being should be under such strain from their own body's need to reproduce. Thus I shall take on your burden and slake this heat of yours."

The girl was of an average build, and wore leaves woven into her head feathers, a crown of woven bluebells atop her head. Her clothing was light white cotton and breezy, and a number of what looked like woven dream catchers hung from her hip, created entirely from willow.

A druid? At least that's what Fey assumed, recalling what she knew of the Class.

Fey had her doubts that the griff girl was capable, but she was desperate enough that she didn't care, she just knew she needed to be inside this druid girl, making her sing as she—.

There was a sound from nearby and a small figure charged forward tackling into the side of the druid's leg.

"Nuu! Pick me instead! I want to go next!"

The druid looked down at her in surprise and then lightly gestured with her hand. The grass below lengthened and moved with a mind of its own, taking hold of the smaller griffin girl and dragging her back.

"I know you want to break it off with our alpha Beakaboo-

"Don't call me that!" huffed the small griffin girl, hands forming fists at her sides as the grass released her.

The druid tilted her head in question. "Don't think we haven't heard you asking Olanelis to call you that, you secretly like it. But besides, we both can't compete, as we both think the band should break with its captain."

Beakaboo scowled, which was quite cute on such a smol girl. She really was unusually short, easily less than four foot tall, although with a chest and pregnancy size that was apparently trying to make up for it.

Dusk ruffled her feathers from where she observed above. "She is right, unfortunately, and while you are adorable you are quite useless in bed Beakaboo, that is unless it's eating pussy."

Fey's ears perked up hearing that.

"Th-then I think I have a job for you," she croaked.

"Really?"

"Yes! Freaking tend my rear!"

The small girl seemed surprised at this at first but then grinned.

"As long as I get to be near your ball—

"Yes!" cried Fey leaning down and snatching her up before depositing her on her back. "Go! Please!" cried Fey, and Beakaboo, seeming to grasp how in need Fey was scrambled across her back to her rear where she grabbed hold of her flagging tail and swung down, knees hooking around Fey's vast balls as she curled in, coming face to a face with a really very large vagina.

Fitting to her reputation, the small girl dove in eagerly, as though she was a starved bird presented a feast, and she jammed her beak against Fey's labia, and then pushed, opening it and then lapping at her insides.

Fey's bottom lip trembled and her eyelids fluttered as she was soothed.

She had really freaking needed this! And her pussy clenched around the Beakaboo's beak, squeezing down as she squirted down her breasts, soaking the small girl's fur and feathers. Unfortunately her efforts were barely keeping Fey's needs in check, just having her pussy tended to wasn't enough, she needed her dicks to be seen too as well.

As she had been working with Beakaboo to have one issue soothed, the others had been talking.

"Ah an easy counter if Petalwing is who your faction is putting up, Auxo, suppress her!" snapped Moonquill from atop her belly.

The next to step forward gave Petalwing a dark look, sky blue eyes staring her down as her feathers rose and bristled. She unlike most had charcoal black feathers, the feather tips a bright red.

The druid glared back. Fey got the distinct impression that these two actually hated each other, well either way, they were still ripe to be bred.

"P-please hurry!" Fey whimpered, her hips writhing as her rear perked up in the air, fluid spritzing from around Beakaboo's beak buried in her pussy.

The druid gave her a pitying look. "Of course my dear, you shouldn't be left to suffer like this."

Without preamble she turned to the great tree in the middle field and raised her hands. Nothing happened for a few seconds, but then the bark appeared to shiver then rupture and to Fey's shock new growth exploded from the tree trunk, a huge cart sized blob of what looked like leafy ivy thudded to the ground under its own weight and snaked across the grass before coming to a stop at the druid's feet.

The ivy growth then turned in on itself, leafy ivy shooting up from the main mass, branches that rose into the air, creating some kind of organic curvy framework. The druid gracefully stepped up into this natural frame as a number of other vines took hold of her, lifting her into the air and spread-eagling her as her clothes were tugged from her body.

"I am prepared to be all your's centaur, take me and unleash your arousal into my body."

The griff girls and Fey stared.

"H-hey! That's cheating!" cried Auxo, "Where the hell am I supposed to go if you're taking up all the room?!"

"Oh I assure you that there is room for you too," said the druid as a number of vines grew from the main mass and waved invitingly toward Auxo.

Auxo scowled. "I don't trust you."

She lifted her hands and a flash of shadow shot from her palms, flickering across the distance and crashing into the raised vines. The vines writhed in distress before their colour began to change, the leaves becoming a toxic looking purple as the wood underneath darkened.

These new vines, standing out amongst the life filled green of the others, reached for her, picking her up into the air and stripping her just as they had Petalwing.

The druid let out a light laugh, clear as a crystal bell.

"Really, you didn't need to do that, the vines are of this tree's spirit, an innocent thing that considers this a dream. Anyone can command the vines as I, the tree spirit will do anything that it is asked of it and more."

Auxo frowned down at her as she was lifted into the air.

"I know that's a lie and a trick druid, you hold overriding control over the spirit. Your plan was to tell the tree spirit to drag me off at the last movement so you could take the win."

"I have no idea what you mean, I would never do something so underhanded…?" said Petalwing, her brow rising.

Fey got the vague impression she was mocking Auxo.

Auxo scowled, furious, her hate only increasing as her body was positioned above the druid so that their pregnant bellies and breasts were pressing together. They stared into each other's eyes, druid calm and assured, Auxo brooding and angry.

"R-Round six! Petalwing the Druid versus Auxo the… something!" cried Kayla.

However Fey was far from paying attention to that, the sight of two drippy pussies stacked on top of each other was making her barbarian brain take over and in a sudden motion she rushed forward, a neigh escaping her lips as she reared her front legs up in the air, slamming them down on the thick vines over top the two.

Her cock tips brushed against the two exposed pusses eliciting gasps from the pair of girls.

She could not wait any longer and heaved her hips forward. Thrusting up against their swollen snatches, wet quelching filling the air as soft met hard.

Unfortunately with nothing to guide her the pair of cocks simply slipped over the slick softness, one cock slapping down on Auxos' back as the other slipped below Petalwing's rear.

"Hnff! h-help guide me!" whined Fey, and to her surprise, the tree spirit did, leafy vines coming up and grasping her cocks and aligning them where they very much needed to go.

"Th-thankyou!" she managed to gasp out as she once more pressed against the girl's rears, her enormous horse dicks coming up against such wonderful softness.

The tree spirit seemed to appreciate her words, all of the vines shivering in reaction, but Fey was too horny to be distracted and with a cry she drove herself on, back hips bucking forward as her legs strained, back hooves dancing on the ground as with a cry she shoved herself deeper into spreading pussy, desperate to have her dicks fully sleeved in puss.

Fey's pussy spritzed harder than ever as she thrust to the bases, the two griffin girl's legs splitting around her back legs as their bodies became hopelessly filled. Of course with such ruthless penetration the both of them had immediately blacked out as the first hyper-orgasm had crashed over them, their bodies left quivering uncontrolled, and they only became conscious once more as Fey slammed her cocks to the base.

The two awoke and immediately began screaming, clutching desperately at each other as their bodies became temples to impossible levels of female pleasure.

Fey barely gave them time to recover, sawing back out with a slosh of feminine juices from their ravaged pussies that streamed to the ground below.

Moar!

She brutally pistoned back in, 58 inches of dick stimulating hyper sensitive passage, and they both momentarily blacked out again, their pussy's clenching madly on their own at the dual lengths.

But not even that was enough.

"H-hold her for me!" she cried, and the vines slipped around and grabbed hold of Beakaboo, the small griff girl making a squawking sound as she was pulled away from her snatch and then held up.

Fey cried out and thrust her rear back and the beak of an alarmed Beakaboo slammed into her pussy, spreading her aching folds.

Fey cried out and squirted over the griff girl's body, and as a very large centaur she could squirt an awful lot, the girl was instantly doused head to toe in pussy juice as her beak was jammed inside of Fey.

She then rammed forward, sawing back into other two griff girls and then with a cry thrust herself back slapping her hips onto the griff girl's beak, and then further. That was the other thing about having such a large body, it also meant a large pussy, and with a wet slop, her pussy lips rolled up the griff girls beak, and face, and then rolled over the top of her head, taking her entire head into her passage and clamping down around her neck.

Fey shrieked as the griffin girl yelled in alarm within her pussy, squirming her head against her walls as the vibrations of her voice made her squirt and her clit wink madly.

With a cry she lunged forward, the griffin girl's head dragged from her cunt with a sloppy wet sound leaving a frazzled looking and soaked through griffin girl blinking fluid from her eyelashes.

The pull out didn't stop and Fey thrust forward into the two girls being held by the viney frame, roughly thrusting feet of dick into doubled up pussy, eliciting ragged howls before she heaved back, once more slapping her rear against the griff girl held up for her use, using Beakaboo's entire head to pleasure her femininity, gripping down on the struggling girl who grabbed hold of her fist sized clit and squeezed.

Fey howled and her passage was filled with fem fluid, flowing into the grif girl's mouth until she ripped free, a torrent of hot juices washing free in a splashing stream.

Thrust forward. Howls from the girls. slam back cries from Fey as she herself was penetrated.

"Thrust them at me treeeee!!" she squealed and Petalwing and Auxo were slammed onto her cocks as she thrust forward, the two girls voices rising into ear piercing shrieks as they flailed, and then back again as Beakaboo was thrust forward, barely able to spit out the last of Fey's squirt before being shoved back inside, a living dildo to get Fey off.

Slam! Slurk! Sklluuuurrrrrrrshhh! Squirted Fey, then came the following double slam SCHLAP! PLAPTSH! As she sheathed herself to the base in pussy, making their bodies ripple under the impact, feeling their fluttering insides clamp down on her shafts, madly milking her cocks.

With such stimulation Fey wasn't going to last long,

With a scream Fey slammed forward and Beakaboo was slammed into her from behind, Fey's vaginal walls squeezing down as she squirted and her balls hiked up, ejaculating harder than any before.

The results were impressive and Petalwing and Auxo thrashed as they were inflated, the tree's vines desperately trying to keep hold of them and failing, having to reposition them as Fey's front legs rose in the air, a dozen more vines becoming a purple hue as Auxo flailed her arms between orgasm.

Fey cried out as they swelled beneath her, her cocks pulsing with each incredible load of breeding batter pumped into their waiting pussies, her back hooves dancing backwards as she was lifted up, and then Beakaboo was slopping from pussy with a wet sound, gushing her juices.

The small griff girl yelled as she fell and grabbed from the nearest thing to hold onto with her small hands… which just so happened to be Fey's extremely erect and rigid clitoris.

Fey's screams went up a few octaves and her balls clenched HARD, the two girls ballooned outward in a moment as cum surged into them faster than ever.

In the end the only reason she didn't fall free from the two now spherical girls was due to their bodies being pinned in place by the vines, their bellies spilling out from the frame and from between Fey's legs to freely expand across the grass, reaching vast sizes.

With a whimper Fey fell back, her cocks slopping from the pair of well used pussies that gushed gallons of cum as she slipped free.

Of course, it wasn't enough, it wasn't enough at all for the fire in her loins.

"Move them out of the way!" she cried already looking around for the next.

The vines did as asked, rolling the unimaginably satisfied girls away as Kayla called the round, the loyalists clawing back the point by a narrow margin as Auxo had interfered with Petalwing's motions using her puppeted vines, although neither were in any state to know that.

Fey, barely noticed, eyes darting around, trying to find the next.

A griff girl calmly rose from the grass.

"If you will allow it, I believe it is I who shou-ooOH!"

Fey didn't let her finish, she grabbed the griffin girl up and threw her into the vines which caught her and swiftly moved her into place, aligned with another girl who flung herself into the vines without even asking.

The one who had spoken squawked in surprise as they were roughly thrust together with their competitor. She was wearing armour on her arms, and a blue tabard that dangled down between her spread thighs, her armoured legs out to either side. The steel was engraved with gold scripture, litany and prayer, which made it very clear that this was a paladin, if the noble demeanour of the griff girl hadn't given that away already, not even to mention the fancy gilded sword on her hip.

A contrast then to the one who had snuck in who wore a suit of black skin tight leathers. She was smaller and lithe with sharp yellow eyes and a grey beak that had been capped with polished steel giving it a razor sharp point. A set of hooked daggers were set on her hip as well as what appeared to be a dimensional bag. It wasn't hard to take a guess at what this adventurer specialised in.

Clothing was hardly going to stop Fey in her current state of course and she thrust home, her cock tips crashing against their clothed loins shoving both girls a foot forward before slipping over top. Fey let out a keen, desperate to be inside of them.

"Oh good gods, help us remove our clothes you stupid tree!" Cried the paladin.

The vines dived in and her tabard was lifted away, revealing a pair of cat themed panties, and above the thieves leather trousers were torn open by vines diving beneath and twisting, bursting the leather buttons and stitching covering her loins asunder and revealing a pair of bird themed panties.

But before the vines could make to remove these panties Fey pulled back and thrust forward with a cry, by chance her cocks lining up exactly and crashing into their panty clad pussies.

The small scraps of cloth didn't stand a chance and as Fey drove herself inside the two girls the panties stretched up inside their pussies, straining over the two brutal cocktips, the cute pictures of cats and birds inked onto them stretched and warped.

Fey began thrusting as though she had never stopped between girls, frantically sawing her dicks in and out of straining puss, as Beakaboo behind her was used to soothe her throbbing aching marehood.

But it still wasn't enough! It was never enough! Especially, for as much as Beakaboo squirmed and gasped into her pussy she simply couldn't reach her depths where she ached the most.

"T-Tree spirit thing! G-get that dildo! Please!"

The tree seemed to respond enthusiastically and vines grew from the main bulk. The ivy snatched up one of the Fey dildos resting on the picnic blanket before whipping back over.

Beakaboo was hauled free from mare puss, taking in a great gasping breath of air, as a three and a half foot long pink rubber Fey dildo was brought in to replace her.

Without pause Fey slammed herself back onto a replica of her own dick, her pussy straining wide around it then slopping over the medial ring before crashing to the base.

"OOHHHHH!!"

Wailed Fey, instantly and very keenly understanding why her cock was so liked for its shape and feel. If this was what girls felt it was no wonder she was so popular! It was like some kind of penis-smith god of penises had forged the most perfect possible cock, a cock designed to scoop unearthly pleasures from a girl's folds!

Her puss expressed its joy by spraying excessive amounts of fluid over her balls as feminine lighting crashed across her mind. Was it possible to fall in love with the feel of your own dick? If so Fey was certain she just had, and with a cry she thrust forward, slamming her cocks into the pair before her before ramming backwards and filling herself with the pink dildo held up by the vines.

The sounds from so much sexual deviancy were insane, a wet cacophony, with the loudest being Fey's pussy messily squirting as only a very large mare could, pints and pints of fluid shooting out behind and soaking Beakaboo from top to bottom as she struggled to free herself from the vines.

The frantic thrusting could only keep on so long however as Fey found herself coming to a peak and with a scream she slammed home, just as the replica of her own cock sheathed itself in her puss.

She came, and came a lot, and the two girls were artfully manipulated by the vines to allow them to take in as much of Fey's ejaculation as possible without being pulled from her cocks by their own expanding bellies.

Their midriffs became vast and fecund with sperm, and then they were being moved aside, the vines perfectly understanding what Fey wanted of them, dragging their gaping pussies from her twin dicks and allowing her to seek fresh breeding. A pair of stretched out panties hung from both quivering gapes, slathered in thick glue like centaur cum, the cloth within and without them.

Kayla announced the loyalist win as the paladin bellowed angrily about her leather clad opponent trying and failing to use her Skills to snatch the cum from her womb.

Fey didn't hear, too needy for more, and she turned to find a girl dashing toward her, hopping on one foot as she jumped out of her panties, with another racing to catch up from behind.

The pair flung themselves into the waiting embrace of the vines who slammed them into place, ready for Fey's waiting cocks which drove forward without hesitation, sheathing fully before sawing back, the singing howls of the griffin girls creating merry music in the air as Fey drove them to ever higher plateaus of once in a life time pleasure. Along with her own as she slammed between penetrating them and penetrating herself over and over, until with a scream she released into them, ballooning their tummies with lakes of horse cum. One of them had used warmth on her shaft to little effect, but the other had somehow redirected her seed to primarily flow into the shaft she was speared on, and the win was incredibly one sided.

Fey barely noticed, agitating for more, more!

She stumbled back as they were pulled away from her, head already turning, searching for the next griffin girl to throw themselves onto her dicks.

But there was no one there, there was no girl waiting to take her load, to relieve the heat in her core.

Her heart skipped a beat in dismay, the mere thought of no longer pounding against ripe fresh pussy was a deeply horrifying one, she needed to be breeding, the heat demanded it, it demanded she reproduce!!

But there was no one in sight, that is, until her gaze came across a broad back sitting cross legged in the grass.

"H-hey!" she cried, "D-Do you want to d-do it! Uhm…"

The head raised and turned to look at Fey. A piercing eye, with an iris that was an oil slick streak of colour, stared back at her, the black dot in the middle standing out against such mesmerising hues. Her beak was a delicate white-blue, and her white feathers were tipped in sky blue.

She rose, and Fey realised that this was by far the largest of the griffin girls, easily over seven foot tall and her feline form rippled with powerful muscle. Her expansive chest  was tied down with a chest wrap, and similar with her pregnant belly, holding both belly and chest in place for athletic purposes. She was the only griffin girl to sport such a thing, and Fey wondered what that said about how serious of an adventurer she was.

She strolled forward, her eyes locking onto Fey's, a gaze that was difficult to look away from.

The griffin came to a stop before Fey, and Fey almost felt her heat lessen before this dominating female, as if her very personality and self confident posture was enough to suppress the fire within her.

She put her hands on her hips and looked Fey over, not even the two enormous cocks protruding out slightly from between her front legs was enough to impress and she looked upon them as if it were perfectly normal for a centaur to have a dual pair of 58 inch cocks.

"D-do you want to… compete?" said Fey, innocent hope in her voice.

"No."

The griffin tilted her head, "And I do not appreciate the way you have turned my band mates into useless cum filled barrels. What if we were to be attacked right now? My band would be defenceless, helpless before a monster's claws and teeth."

"Uhm," said Fey, wondering if she was in trouble.

"She doesn't Fey, but I want to compete!" came a cry and Fey turned to find Beakaboo clambering from the tangling ivy, her upper body soaked to the skin with Fey's output. "If we don't then loyalists win by default!"

The rainbow eyed and powerful griffin eyed the smaller, "I am as of yet undecided what the best course of action is."

Beakaboo brightened up "So join us Stormnail, that way if we both compete we automatically win!"

"Your argument is not enough to convince me."

"Uhm, m-maybe you c-could figure it out while being bred, m-maybe?" said Fey hopefully, her hooves trotting anxiously on the spot as the fire burned within.

The griffin seemed to consider this.

"Perhaps. There is something to be said for what you offer, understanding your appeal may help make up my mind."

"Oh thank god." breathed Fey in desperate relief. "Please would you just come this way and-

A hand reached out and grabbed Fey's wrist, and then in one fluid motion that spoke of incredible martial ability, Fey found herself pulled off her hooves and rotated in mid air, the rainbow eyed griffin lowering her gently to the ground on her back.

"You misunderstand quite what is happening here centaur. My knowledge shall be acquired solely via my own testing, not through your reckless barbaric motions."

Fey looked up at the griffin, extremely unsure just how she had suddenly come to be lying on the ground, it had happened so quickly! Some form of martial Skill she didn't understand if she had to guess.

Stormnail didn't take long to get to the point and she reached down with one hand, grabbing hold of both shafts then heaving them up so they rose up between Fey's back legs. The griffin girl looked them over critically as through critiquing fine art, raising an eyebrow as she noted the exceptional vein pattern.

Without preamble, she made a hup! Sound and athletically jumped on top of the back cock like it was nothing, one arm grabbing hold of Fey's back ankle below the hoof to keep herself steady.

"Ooh oH! And me too!" Cried Beakaboo rushing up to Fey's side "Help me up! Put me on the other one! You know we griffin's stick together like a feather, birds together, forever! Please!"

Stormnail gave her an unimpressed look. "You must think of me charitable... You think wrong. And further, I have no need to share."

Her hand gripped the rim of the cock in front of her and she used it as a kind of leverage, an aid to help pull herself down, made easier by her incredible weight, a weight far heavier than any of the other girls.

Fey's brow rose as she felt the griffin girl's cheeks start to spread, parting around the monstrous cock tip.

Could she be? Surely not?!

But To Fey's astonishment she began to manage it, her asshole parting for cock, spreading outward across the surface until it was reaching over the back side of the rim, and then forced to ease around the front rim.

This of course pushed her pussy forward as room became limited, squishing it from the back so that her cunny was stretched over Fey's hardness within the griffin.

But that hardly seemed to be where she intended to stop and her muscles bulged as she gripped the front cock, and reached down, her fingers slipping past her labia and gripping hold.

With a growl she jerked herself forward just as she pulled at her pussy, stretching the opening. It seemed impossible that she might manage such a thing, but with a combination of what was clearly some kind of dexterity skill to increase flexibility, and getting the right angle, she managed to touch her pussy down near the back of the tip and then squeezed down on top, forcing her pussy to spread.

From there rough thrusting and grinding with exertion followed as she rammed herself down in short sharp brutal motions, her body parting for not one but two dicks, each jerked slam accompanied by a lioness-like growl.

Fey watched with her mouth hanging open as the large griffin stretched and strained her body to take in both of her cocks, her pussy popping around the front dick as she let out a quiet grunt and jerked down six inches, and then another six, and then another six,

She was very determined! And Fey could only watch in awe as her belly started to rise with not one but two dicks distending her pregnancy, creating more of a rectangular shape, her belly stretched utterly obscenely.

As much as Stormnail had managed to handle penetration with what was clearly some insane martial discipline and copious use of many Skills, she was starting to struggle, her Skill failing to fully suppress the immense planet shattering orgasms ripping through her body one after the another.

Her beak fell open and she gasped, a flick of spittle flying into the air to land on her obscene double dick bulge, her white fur stretched to an extreme, parting her breasts with a cleft of dick.

Fey could help but take in the view, seeing the composed and martial griffin slowly start to break down. Each inch of dick stretching her further and causing her composure to crack a little more, her breath to come hot and heavy as she stared wide eyed at her distension, hand shakily clutching it as she drove herself still further. Her wrapping kept her pregnancy in place stretched over the massive distention, flesh bulging between the strips, straining,   and then dramatically burst apart, leaving her preggers belly to spill free, the muffled sound of eggs clacking within as her softness sloshed around Fey's dicks.

She became stuck at the medial rings and for a moment Fey thought she might give up, but then she reached out and took hold of Fey's back legs and with muscles bulging forced herself down over the medials, her pussy and anus stretching more than ever before.

Of course the sudden motion was all that was needed to break the last of her composure and she flung her head back and bellowed, her hand scrabbling at her belly bulge as her legs kicked up in the air, toes spreading as she squirted powerfully, spraying down Fey's barrel.

With the lifting of her legs, there was no longer anything holding her up, and her immense weight took hold, dragging her down howling until she slammed the base, squirting and thrashing, clawing at her double belly bulge as she came her brains out.

Fey groaned, such insane tightness! The feel of her body clutching around her lengths was so freaking intense!

"F-fuccckk!!" groaned Stormnail, eyes half lidded as she panted, little shivering trembles rocking her body, her legs violently shaking for a moment as aftershocks ripped through her, feet skittering across Fey's barrel. "G-Gods! I'm- I'm so full of dick!"

"You- you bitch!" cried Beakaboo, realising her chance to try Fey had gone up in smoke. She threw herself at the two lengths sheathed in belly and grabbed on, hugging the double dick bulge, trying to climb them, her toes digging into Stormnail's sleeved midriff.

She was stopped however, as a large hand came down on her neck, gripping and then lifting her away to bring her around until they were face to face.

"You should know, I don't share. Ever."

She then reached back, and with one hand lifted Fey's balls and stuffed her back into Fey's pussy along with the rubber dildo still sticking from her puss.

She struggled for a bit, before Fey felt her tongue hesitantly reach out and begin licking at her clit as she hung onto the protruding dildo.

Fey could help but let out a long lustful groan at such attention, a groan that transformed into an open throated moan as Stormnail slowly began to rise.

She was a very big griffin, which was why she was able to take such monstrous amounts of dick. But it was still nevertheless an extremely large quantity of dick for one girl to greed over and take within herself, her body shaped massively around the twin columns, her tented out belly so much more distended by the two shapes.

Yet that didn't deter Stormnail, and her thick and heavy thigh muscles clenched visibly as she brought herself up ever so slowly, little huffs escaping her beak as her pussy was driven up centimetre by centimetre, inch by inch, her labia and even her butthole dragging out behind as the overly swollen veins scooped at her walls, dragging her insides out with the sheer friction, her clit popping from its hood under the pressure and eliciting a throaty groan.

She rose, despite it all, still she rose, a martial warrior defiant in the face of an immense opponent, determination rolling through her like waves.

She rose and rose, the two dicks sliding through her stretched out body, past her womb and stomach and out through her overly strained fuck holes.

Fey shuddered at the sensation, doubly so as Beakaboo tended her pussy, and her fingers curled into the grass, white knuckle fists forming as her back arched.

But still.

"Hnnff! N-not enough!"

The heat was too strong, and was overwhelming her good sense. Merely having a girl slowly move up and down like this just wasn't comparable to her own thrusts.

With a sudden lurch, she bucked her back hips up just as Stormnail was rising again, driving home her cocks into her, veins and bumps and ridges scraping past unimaginable numbers of hyper sensitive pussy nerves, not to mention what she was doing to the griffin's ass.

A scream ripped prom Stormnails beak as she was taken along for the ride, slamming to the base, her breasts slapping against her bulging belly as she howled and squirted, spraying over and over before Fey bucked again and she was launched into the air, being flung upwards and up Fey's dicks, both medial rings ripping free with a wet schloppop! Before she crashed back down, her incredible weight dragged her down like nothing else, meteroring her down to the base as fast as if she had been slammed home.

Her muff and anus hit the bottom creating ripples across her thighs, and causing her buttocks to wobble mesmerizingly. Mouth open, she clutched hold of her dick bulges for dear life as her legs kicked like she was throwing a tantrum but was merely the side effects of her body spasming from escalating orgasm. White hot flashes searing across her vision as more pleasure than ever before took her, her body set to nothing but experiencing all that the massive dicks could give, rising from plateau to plateau in new sensations that she didn't know were possible.

She wasn't even given time to recover, and she was thrown into the air once more, coming down howling, along with the yells of Beakaboo below Fey's balls, hanging on for dear life to the dildo protruding from Fey's pussy as the centaur went crazy! Bucking and thrusting into the air using some insane level of strength that should have been completely impossible for a healer! Throwing around the heaviest griffin girl in the entire band like it was nothing!!!

"Hnnff! uhnf! hnnyaa!" cried Fey, her eyes rolling back as she hip fucked Stormnail into the air, free handing her as a cock sleeve by making use of her dense weight. If she couldn't thrust girls onto her dicks with her hands, then she sure as hell would try her best with just her hips.

After blacking out several times however, it seemed that Stormnail was starting to gather her scattered mind from the ocean of orgasm that had crashed over her.

"S-Stop doing—! I demand that you s-slow— ohgod!-- D-Down!!!hnyyyyyeeenn!!"

But if Fey heard she didn't show it, lost to her deep set heat.

With monumental self control and resolute steely will Stormnail gripped tight on Fey's back legs, and steadied her feet on Fey's barrel, preventing her upwards and downwards motions on Fey's dicks as she bucked.

Fey keened as the wonderful sensation on her dicks slowed to nothing, the pussy and ass she was in becoming unmoving, and Fey flopped limp against the grass, chest rising and falling like a blacksmith bellows, feeling almost on the edge of tears, she needed to breed!

Stormnail snarled like a lioness. "I do not share, and I do not appreciate those I bed taking the lead on me, centaur."

She gripped Fey's ankles and then her body began to change, shifting in real time, muscles and fur and feathers rippling as Fey's started to pay attention again to just who she was fucking, especially the feeling of their changing inside squirming and wriggling against her dicks.

It was true that she had not seen what kind of Class this griffin had, but she had the feeling she was about to find out.

Stormnail, Grew.

Fey's twitching came to a stop as her mouth fell open. It wasn't just size Stormnail was putting on, a second smaller pair of wings unfurled from her back below the first, and then below her arms, in an explosion of feathers, a second pair of arms appeared, then riding around the double dick bulge, a second pair of breasts below her still growing first which burst from their athletic wrapping, strips of torn cloth falling around her hips. Her tail too, a second lion tail appearing beside her first, the pair of tails lashing at the air as she growled with such a deep growl that it vibrated through Fey's dicks, a true lion's growl but doubled up.

Her thighs bulged out further with muscle as her body increased in size, becoming the kind of thighs that could crush multiple melons at the same time. With it her height increased, reaching nearly eight foot standing, then nine foot, and then finally nine and a half. She was freaking taller than Olanelis!

It suddenly occurred to Fey that Olanelis was not the only one in this band with authority. Of course such a large band would require more than one person for leadership, and now she knew without a doubt that she was looking at that person, the enormous griffin girl with some parts of her body doubled up looked like a powerhouse, and practically radiated capability.

She smiled, flashing the predatory shape her beak had taken on, a beak designed for hunting prey.

"Olanelis, my alpha, my breeder, does not like it when I take this form, he feels threatened by me, and so he banned me from taking it as the band's captain."

She stretched her upper pair of arms over her head as she cracked the knuckles of the lower pair as her glorious wings spread behind, giving her an almost angelic appearance.

"But for this I do not care for any rule, I will bend you to my will, I will make you mine more than any other, you will beg me to bed you after this and come crawling before me, clutching at my leg, and weeping, pleading for me to breed you into submission."

Fey boggled at her. Was she serious?! She seemed serious, and very very powerful. Her insides held her cocks now like they were nothing, gripping them like tools merely to pleasure herself with.

Stormnail was supreme in her own physical confidence, a multi-armed demi-goddess.

"The only time that our alpha would allow me this form," she mused, "Was when we bedded at night, in private. No one knew, or saw his struggle to contain me. But of course, he was purely incapable, even if he had been many times stronger than me, and many times as large. You, however, stand a chance, and for neither of those reasons."

"Wh-Why?" squeaked Fey.

Stormnail merely smiled and then began to rise, lifting herself up and up, powerful muscles moving herself with graceful ease until she had reached the very tips. And then she leaned forward and with a wet popping sound, Fey's cock lurched from her gaping butthole, which quivered momentarily before drawing closed, leaving Fey only inside her pussy.

"It's because he was physically unqualified. He lacked the tools to truly fill this body of mine," said Stormnail as hands on one side took hold of the freed penis and guided it back.

Fey wasn't sure what she was feeling at first, but then her eyes widened. Something had appeared between Stormnail's pussy and anus, something that shouldn't have been there.

"But you, amongst few species, have the ability to truly slake my thirst as you are now."

Fey moaned softly as the griffin girl ground down, grinding her hips against the second length until with a lurch speared herself onto Fey, taking her, not into her ass like before, but into the other thing that had doubled up… She took Fey into her second pussy.

The feeling of being truly double sleeved in one girl as a breeder should be was, unique, to say the least, and Fey whimpered as she felt her cocks ground together inside of the griffin, pressing against each other through pussy walls, and then with a lurch, a dual cervix passing over her two cocks, and passing into dual wombs.

"The others always wondered why I produce so many more eggs than they do. Well it is a simple thing when impregnated twice," she smiled, her cheeks glowing as she eased herself down and down, her belly once more tenting out with double dick, her wings spread out stiff behind her.

Fey groaned aloud. She felt so freaking good! The intense force rippling up and down her dicks, combined with the pressure as they were squeezed together so tight, and then when she began to move!

Stormnail smiled sweetly, and then hammer slammed herself down like a meteor, practically throwing herself down, eagerly sheathing herself on dick, her four breasts bouncing out of the way of her protruding tummy as the griffin girl got to work truly mastering Fey and taming her in bed.

Sclurrrp!! came the sound of her two pussies as she rose, her upper arms crossed behind her head as an expression of bliss crossed her face, just as her lower arms touched her bulging belly.

"Oh my," she purred, lower hands exploring the tented out shape. "I could get used to this. Perhaps I shall make my own band without Olanelis, Stormnail's band. And in this band you shall be our breeding stud, the malenes that we relieve ourselves on after a hard day of adventuring, that is if you beg me to be allowed to join."

"I- I quite like my current band thankyou!" squeaked Fey, fingers forming claws as her eyelids fluttered. The pressure this griffin could exert with her internal musculature was insane!

"And who amongst  them can offer what I can, who amongst them can truly take both your shafts at the same time hmm? And who can make you feel like THIS!"

"OHGOD!" shrieked Fey as Stormnail slammed herself to the base, her entire body convulsing as she milked Fey's dicks like a machine, all four hands coming down on her belly bulge to masturbate it at the same time, rolling and stroking and squeezing against the doubled up shape as her breasts were pressed in from either side in an external boob job.

Fey's eyes rolled up and her pussy squirted as below her balls rumbled and swelled in response. This queen of a griffin put all who had gone before to shame, she wasn't just taking her dicks, but actually mastering them, which had seemed an unthinkable impossibility before.

Stormnail let out her own long lush moan, copious amounts of fluid spraying from front and between Fey's dicks as both pussies squirted her nectar.

She licked her beak, relishing the mountains of orgasm that crashed over her, taking the hyper-orgasm on fully without blacking out or turning into a flailing shaking mess. She was a mighty bird QUEEN and no mere horse dick would shake her.

She even began to push herself, slamming up and down faster and harder, each brutal impact sending her soft parts rippling and making her thighs wobble.

Fey could do nothing but hold on for dear life, in shock that any girl existed who could handle her to such a degree at this size. Where had this griffin come from?!

"Hnyyyaaaa!!" She cried out as her pussy sprayed in ecstasy once more, dowsing Beakaboo who spluttered and choked.

This Queen of dick was incredible! And Fey gasped and full throated MOANNNED as Stormnail rode her, pumping her shafts now, not for pleasure, but because this queen was hungry for her cum, to feed on her seed, to fill her breeding chamber with hyper virile jizzum. She had dominated Fey and was now merely looking to complete her conquest.

She was being dominated despite everything and yet, and yet.

Something in Fey stirred, and her panting and moaning slowed and calmed.

It took a while for the griffin queen to notice something was wrong, smiling confidently as she bounced up and down, then just as she started to realise something had changed, Fey spoke.

"Tree spirit. Hold her for me."

In an instant vines were shooting through the air and entangling her wings and arms, and the griff queen looked down in surprise at her entanglement.

She dragged at them, her muscular arms bulging, but these vines were no longer as they had been, they had gorged on forgotten puddles of Fey seed, and no matter how Stormnail struggled, she could not throw the things off, the vines moving with her motions and suppressing her.

"If you think this will stop me then you are sorely-

"It's not to stop you, it's to hold you in place while I properly breed you."

Said Fey, as the vines came down around her and took hold of her too, helping her to her hooves as a squawking Stormnail was rotated beneath with Fey still inside her.

"Th-This is!" gasped Stormnail as she found herself below what was, from her perspective now underneath, a very very very large centaur. Height or not, Fey's lower half was truly immense, a huge body that radiated not just strength and powerfulness, but an unfathomable urge to BREED.

With a growl Fey drew back, taking steps, and then thrust, slamming herself to the base in one long motion, both dicks sleeved.

In motion it wasn't that much different from Stormnail throwing herself up and down her dicks, apart from being much rougher, but in practice, Fey's instinctive natural ability made each motion unbelievably more effective, angling her body and pushing up as well as pushing forward to stimulate Stormnail's nerves in a way that she couldn't have done on her own.

Stormnail's shock only rose higher as what felt like lightning shot up her body and the continent sized orgasm that crashed over her came up hard against the Skill that she had been using to mostly numb herself.

The Skill cracked.

She gasped, spittle flicking from her beak, as her eyelids fluttered, and all four hands scrabbling at her double dick bulges as her legs kicked and spasmed.

This was a catastrophic loss of control, no longer were things going the way they were supposed to and Stormnail struggled to compose herself. She had been pretending before, of course, barely barely keeping on top of the pleasures these two dicks created within her, lying to herself that she was in complete control and not on the verge of losing it.

Fey began to draw back, eliciting double queefs and a flood of cunt honey that splattered to the ground.

A long whining keeening sound rose from Stormnail's beaks as inch after inch and foot after foot was dragged from her stretched out pussies, the centaur angling her hips so that the nobbled ridge of her cock head scraaaaaped across her insides, scooping out her puss as it pulled from her, pressing roughly against nerve clusters she hadn't known she had and generating a orgasmic charge that built into a crackling explosion, a pumping roaring orgasm that washed through her body like a tsunami, her vision going pure flashing white as she opened her beak and open mouth screaaaamed her lungs out, hands clawing, legs kicking and spasming.

And then Fey sawed back in and somehow it was so so much more.

Fey groaned in delight as the girl under her went perfectly insane, her pussy walls going mad as her whole body freaked out, her four wings thrashing in their ivy binds as her tails went stiff and her breasts swelled and sprayed milk out either side  of Fey.

This was what her heat needed, a girl able to take all of her, to be bred and take all her breeding batter into her double womb, a girl custom made to breed and breed and breed.

And that was Fey did, her sawing motion becoming a relentless pistoning, feet of dick ripped free and plunging back inside every half second, a centaur with an absurd amount of strength unleashed, drawing free cups of pussy juice from Stormnail to splash over her hooves as she relentlessly ploughed into her, over and over and over and—

"AIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!"

Screamed Stormnail, the martial authority long gone, a howling feminine mess in its place.

And then with a bellow Fey flung herself forward, jerking Stormnail's thighs up as she hilted as deep as possible into her and unleashed into her dual wombs.

"OHGOoODDDD!!" bellowed Fey, her pussy clamping down so hard around the pink dildo that it was squeezed from her pussy and shot out behind in a gush of wet.

Stormnail howled like a banshee, no longer a proud lioness, but a helpless girl lost upon a sea of pleasure.

The effects were biblical, the girl's body ballooning outwards as her belly became a cum tanker in a moment, barrels of seed exploding into her with every second, hyper insemination in full throw, quad ovaries spewing ova non-stop as her sperm fought to multi-inseminate every single one.

"Furrckkking move mee!" Cried Fey and the vines took hold of her, repositioning her as her brood mother swelled with breeding batter. And then, to make matters worse for Stormnail, they began thrusting Fey in and out by a few feet as she ejaculated, thrusting her over and over, each jerky thrust eliciting a fresh surge of jizz to pump Stormnail larger, swelling her twin wombs as her ovaries went berserk, spewing out thousands and thousands more ova for Fey's god like ejaculation.

"Oh gods there's too manyeeee!!!" shrieked Stormnail as she clutched her blimping belly, toes scrunching as her tongue lolled from her beak, her eyes rolled up, eyelids fluttering, spray after spray of squirt blasting between Fey's dicks as her pussies sung.

She howled and then howled some more as her back arched, whole body a thrashing mess, hopelessly lost beneath such a she stallion.There would be no begging after this, apart from Stormnail begging Fey for more, more cum, to impregnate her more, and in fact that was what she found herself doing right the and there

"Fill mEEEE!!! " she squealed, toes playing as she clawed at her forty foot belly, a shameless broodmother begging for cum, "breed me harder Fey!!"

And Fey did, her belly far surpassing the others and rising above the tree, shoving the other cum bellies out of the way across the grass as her double womb became a small sea of churning stallion cum.

When she passed ten thousand eggs inseminated, just that alone caused her to go into a rapture of orgasms. Olanelis was nothing to this, with this she could become A TRUE QUEEN.

And then it was done, and the both of them flopped down panting.

"Oh, oh no, there's sooo much," slurred Stormnail, cumdrunk out of her mind, "I'm so flipping pregnaaaant!"

Fey put her hands against the great surface of the grif girl's expanse and with difficulty lifted her upper body.

"T-Tree spirit, get me down please," she said, "And then drag the others back here so I can breed them again."

There was a lot more to go to sate this heat.