Previously on Centaurus: A slime emerges from Flora’s pussy and creates absolute utter chaos, at the same time various forces, including the town guard, the church legion, and the innkeeper’s guild come to arrest the band.

As the people pressed up around her began to leave with the disintegrating crowd Fey managed to reach down with her hooves and touch at the cobble. Of course, being trapped atop the cum inflated body of an otterkin made this a tad tricky. She actually had to sway herself forward, riding atop the sloshing smooth skinned balloon of cum. A muffled moaning came from beneath her as she drove herself forward, getting louder with each swing.

At last she managed to get her hooves fully on the cobble with a clip clop and went about the difficult manoeuvre of removing herself from Lily. This involved swinging her hips to side until her own weight caused her to slide off. Her still hard cock came free brutally, ripping from the otterkin’s muff at an extreme angle, dragging out her cunt until it came free with a loud SCHLPOP! Along with a spray of cum from the otterkin’s gaped and steaming cunt. White fluid sailed through the air before hitting the cobble in a noisy splatter. Lily pressed her hands into her belly and moaned full throatedly, her eyes half lidded as it left her.

“Gods what are we going to do?” said Fey, looking around the disaster scene nervously. People were running in all directions now, fleeing from what looked like an oncoming four way war. The Church’s Legion, led by some kind of Bishop, along with Seth the ex-anti-mage now quite impossibly turned into some kind of priest Class. The exceptionally annoyed town guard who wanted to know why a good chunk of their town was running around bleating like sheep with an alabaster coating. The Innkeepers guild, which had apparently turned out in force for one of their own and were screaming about hanging Flora and burning her at the stake or possibly even both at the same time. And then there was Magic Mog, Ellaria was looking ready to make moves but Vivi was lost below of a small hill of screaming moaning woman showering the cobble with fluids as their naked bodies writhed between masses of tentacles. Above this literal cluster fuck was Flora who seemed to have gotten into a screaming match with the church’s Legion. Her flat out ignoring of the innkeepers’ angry demands was pissing them off even more.

“Fuck you and fuck your church and fuck your legion!! You had your Class taken because you tried to rob and kill us, that's called karma, maybe take the hint and turn over a new leaf asshole.”

“I don’t know what the hells you are talking about gnome. I’m new to all of this but even I know it’s impossible to lose a Class.”

The old bishop next to him gave the young man the side eye. “Watch your language boy, do not speak of the firelands so casually, you do not know what attentions you may attract.” He turned his gaze on Flora. “You. Gnome girl with the strangely rotund stomach. We have had reason to believe that you are harbouring souls with the intent to sell them for purposes of necromancy. The church does not allow this as a matter of course, for both religious and practical reasons; nobody wants to lose another town or city to the undead.”

“Yeah, I still have no clue what you are on about. I don't have any souls apart from my own.”

The old man frowned but waved his hand and a woman with snowy white skin and long black hair that partially covered her face stepped forward. She was skinny as a rake and stooped slightly giving her an unsettling look.

“Mary, if you would.”

“Yasss my bishop,” whisper hissed the girl. She waved her hands in the air. Her fingers weren't like normal fingers but more like large claws, the tips pointed, disturbing. The fingers rolled and twitched in the air and a large glowing fractalgram disc appeared beside Flora, patterned across its surface with intricate interwoven runes and scripture. The gnome girl looked at it nervously.

“H-hey what are you doing?!”

A number appeared on the disc, the number one.

“This is a simple measure of the number of souls you have stashed away. It is better than a visual scan as it can detect any souls stored in dimensional bags. Mary if you would.”

Mary’s fingers twitched and the disc began to spin and Flora let out a gasp as slight vibration touched over her body. The number on the disc became a two then a three then a four.

“Hmm clearly we were right to come here just a few souls can become a massive problem when put in the right container-”

The number accelerated, six then eight then ten.

The bishop's brow rose slightly.

“Sir, this seems cause for concern, perhaps we have an active necromancer in town?” said one of the legionnaires behind the bishop.

The bishops brow then furrowed as the numbers went on and on and on, thirteen then sixteen then nineteen.

“Ready yourselves, this number carries a heavy sentence, if it becomes much more…”

Twenty three, then twenty seven, then thirty one. The legion was starting to become unsettled by this point, actively shifting back and forth on their feet and drawing swords. Murmurs of alarm broke out.

“What could she possibly be doing with such a number of souls? This is very concerning.” mused the bishop, a hand on his beard.

“Th-theres still more!” said Seth, his eyes rounded by the ever growing number.

Thirty six, thirty eight, forty, the numbers had started to slow down by this point, forty two, forty three, forty four, forty five….fourty... six. The numbers slowed and came to a halt on the number forty six.

“She’s working for a Necromancer’s Coven! The whole town is in danger!” cried someone in a panic.

The legion looked ready to attack all on their own by this point but the bishop held up a hand.

“Forty six souls carries a heavy price I’m afraid. Do not worry young gnome, we shall make your final days comfortable before we execute you for your misdeeds.”

“Mate, you can shove your execution and your souls up your arsehole, I ain’t got no souls, never have, never will, the fuck would I even want souls for?”

By this point the platoon of town guards had managed to fight their way through the disintegrating crowd and were lockstep marching toward Flora as one, their boots making a hammer time beat on the cobble. At the same time as they made their way forward the Innkeepers Guild spilled from the alley. The two sides eyed each other warily, the small hill of tentacle covered women between them.

“She’s our gnome guard boys. You don't have personal blood on your side of the scale, this one harmed one of ours,” said one of the innkeepers, a thickly muscled woman who looked like she could break a tree in half with just her biceps. It was clear she was head of the Innkeepers Guild by the respectful looks the others gave her.

“Harmed?” said Flora “What are you on about? Why is nobody making any sense around here?!”

The innkeeper looked up at Flora with a raised eyebrow. “An Innkeeper’s body is their inn and to do personal harm and insult to one’s inn is a physical assault on one’s body. You VIOLATED my daughter and I will see you pay with your blood, the same as what you did to the inn shall be visited upon your body.”

“Uhm, d-didn’t she rip out an entire wall, uhm?” said Fey putting her hand up nervously.

“Yes,” said the serious looking woman. “Don't worry though once we’ve ripped part of her out we’ll clumsily shove it back in place and pretend like nothing happened.”

“Wow, you guys are fucking hardcore. I kinda respect it,” said Flora.

“Nobody is ripping anything out of anybody, you are all, everyone of you, under arrest for violating the peace. You pushed it too far and forced our hand. Put your weapons down and put your hands behind your head. Now.”

“Pff fuck that, I’m out of here, peace,” said Flora as she began drifting upwards, two finger saluting the guards.

“Hey, she’s getting away! Somebody stop her!” yelled Seth.

“As you command massshter!” hissed Mary. The woman flicked her fingers in the air and a golden spinning fractalgram appeared above her head, the fractalgram flashed and a spear of white light shot out straight toward Flora.

“Oh no you don't!” said the gnome flicking her own hands. The spear of light suddenly shifted trajectory and came crashing down to earth next to the hill of women just as one of the tentacles was reaching out. The tentacle was hit full on by the light in a blinding flash.

The reaction was immediate and explosive. A terrified SQUEEEEE! Came from within the hill of bodies and every single woman in the pile was flung into the air, nodule covered tentacles brutally ripping from cunts and mouths and assholes sending fluids spattering into the air along with the thrown women. The guards and innkeepers only had a moment to realise what was happening before they were broadside barraged by naked people. Howling cumming women flung amongst their ranks, knocking them down and entangling them in extremely compromising and embarrassing positions. The guard captain who had originally spoken ended up with the black eared wolfkin sitting astride his face, her crotch grinding down atop him as he made muffled shouting sounds into her folds.

This was the trigger that caused all hell to break loose. The innkeepers and the guards collided in a battle for the band as the church's legion decided they didn't want to miss out on this and charged straight into the melee while screaming about various gods.

Vivi had no idea what the hell was happening, the last thing she had seen was the packed in crowd before her world became moaning mewling women and a slime monster ravaging them. Now there was apparently an all out war happening around her involving the town guard, some religious looking crazy people and… a load of chefs? Vivi wasn't sure but she doubted it mattered to the guard who had just been bashed over the head with a rolling pin.

In any case, she had more important things to worry about, specifically the slime’s tentacle that was being slowly dragged back through her insides. She was amazed at just how much looping that the tentacle had to go through to make its way through her intestine, she could literally see the tentacle disappearing across her swollen belly’s surface, the lines of it bulging out her tummy slipping away. It accelerated and she only had a moment for her eyes to roll up before the tentacle pulled outward swiftly dragging itself from her distended throat and then her mouth. She let out a gasp like a drowning person coming up for air as the tentacle ripped from her lips bringing with it a wash of saliva that dripped and hung from Vivi’s swollen lips with a pitter patter.

She just lay there for a moment, breathing hard, staring at the slime in front of her. It did not look happy, in fact she could see a small burnt patch about a half inch across on its surface. It was using a tentacle to pat at the burnt spot in confusion. Apparently whatever had hit it had had an effect unlike Ellaria’s fire magic in its previous incarnation. Vivi almost felt glad that the thing was actually damageable, she felt less glad about the increasingly panicked look in the slime’s eyes as it looked around at the fighting. It suddenly looked up at Vivi and she saw genuine fear there in its expressive eyes, she almost felt sorry for it, that is until the slime started to move and she realised what exactly its solution was to escape the chaos.

The slime had a memory, that memory was of escaping danger, escaping danger in a dark, enclosed, warm place. Fortunately the slime was still partially inside of such a place. It Squeee’d in sudden determination and rushed over the top of Vivi as the fox girls eyes went round and she began to panic.

“No no no no no! You can't! You won't fit! NUUUUUU!”

The slime didn't listen and it quickly found the fox girl’s drooling pussy, still stuffed with thick glossy white and semi-transparent tentacles. Vivi was desperate by this point, holding her legs together and trying to protect her rear with her feet, curling her tail down defensively. But the slime could not be stopped and it sent out tentacles to firmly grasp the fox girl's legs, forcefully spreading them apart as well as grabbing her tail and holding it over her back. The slime had an exit from the danger and it would not be stopped, Vivi’s quivering folds beckoned, safety was near.

The tentacles still inside Vivi suddenly slid in further, piling up inside her womb at the same time as the slime reeled itself inward, pulling its two foot wide body until it was pressed up against her rear. The fox girl’s thighs shook and trembled, sending her buttox jiggling as the slime squirmed itself against her.

“W-wait! I- I can carry you! I can protect you!”

The slime Squeee’d! It agreed with her! Vivi would carry and protect it! Just not in the way Vivi would have preferred.

The slime tensed its tentacles up inside Vivi’s womb and then began to properly reel its main body in, dragging itself inward, pushing up against Vivi’s muff harder and harder even as her legs shook out of control and she made yipp yipp yelping sounds as a huge pressure was applied. The slime apparently knew what it was doing and it squished down its main body extending itself outward and pressing apart Vivi’s lower lips, spreading them wider and wider, stretching her outward further than she ever had been as it forced itself inside of her, eagerly searching for that home from home, her warm darkness.

“OHH GAWWWWDDD!!!” wailed Vivi as she bit down on her wrist as with a sudden loud SCHLORRRPP!! The body of the slime slipped inside the fox girl’s convulsing desperately clenching walls and found itself being quickly drawn past her cervix. The slime rushed past her entrance inside, setting the fox girl’s nerves on fire as her whole body trembled and shook. With an audible POP! it slipped entirely into her womb leaving her gaped out cunt to slowly tighten as a number of other tentacles were dragged inside, being one by one slurped up into her by the content and happy slime inside.

The fox girl shuddered as she came, her claws making white scratches across the cobble as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body. Panting like a bellows she looked down at her belly in dismay, it was significantly larger than before and she could see the slime’s tentacles beneath the surface, prodding at her womb walls, creating small moving bulges in her furred tummy.

“I’m- I’m not your goddam taxi service!” whined the fox girl as drool dripped from her open mouth and sweat ran from her overheated body.

Meanwhile Fey was starting to panic.

“Oh no! We need to get out of here!”

“Wait! You can't leave my sister behind Fey! She’s trapped with all your stuff filling her!” said Kayla as a legionnaire smashed a beer bottle over a guard’s head right next to her, where the religiously pure legionnaire had gotten said beer bottle was a question that would remain unanswered.

Fey glanced upward but Flora was already floating away, she couldn't even see the gnome around the smooth orb of her belly.

“I- I can carry her! I think!” said Fey.

Kayla looked sceptically at the huge mass that was Lily, her body a blob of cum that she was spread eagled over, her reddened cunt drooling a thick line of white that ran down her belly to pat pat onto the cobble below.

“Can you really?”

“I’ve got to try! She’s mine to protec-, sorry, I mean, I can’t just leave her like this!”

The centaur stepped forth amongst the chaos swirling around them. She bit her lip and grabbed hold of the otterkin’s legs eliciting a gasp from her. Then she tried dragging the girl toward her, with a groan she managed to shift the heavy cum filled girl, to her surprise it wasn't as hard as she thought it was going to be and the otterkin was slowly moved across the cobble to Fey’s side as Fey crouched downward onto the cobble, readying herself.

Kayla looked on worriedly as her cum balloon of a sister was pulled and angled and then Fey began to awkwardly lift her, the huge mass of her belly drooping down as her body rose. Kayla, standing on Fey’s back, grabbed at her sister and with Fey’s own outsized strength working together they managed to pull her against Fey’s side and then using the softness of the otterkin’s belly as an advantage they managed to pull and tug her over the top of Fey until her tummy was slopping over either side of Fey’s back.

“I’m- i’m on top of youuu Feyyyy,” murmured Lily, still delirious with pleasure.

Kayla clambered on top, using Lily’s legs to pull herself up until she was on top of the bed that was her sister who was herself atop Feys back.

“I think, I think we're ready Fey!”

“Okay, here I go!”

The centaur set her legs and began to strain, heaving and pushing herself to the utmost limit, desperately trying to get the leverage she needed to lift the huge mass. Somehow it worked and with a groan Lily began to lift into the air atop Fey. The centaur made it to her hooves, her legs trembling a little. Kayla whooped in glee as she rode her sister, wobbling atop her enormous cum filled belly.

“Wh-where should we go though?!” said Fey, looking around at the storm of chaos in a panic.

“Over there! Look Ellaria is beckoning!”

Fey turned with difficulty to see Ellaria standing by the door to the AG waving at her and clearly wanting her to come over. The centaur made her first step and found to her surprise that she was perhaps getting used to the otterkin’s weight as it wasn't as bad as she had expected. She would carry her mate to safety- er, she would carry her friend to safety. She walked steadily, her gait quickly becoming more natural.

“Fey! Vivi! Quick get inside!”

Fey turned her head to see Vivi waddling toward them, her belly significantly larger than it had been, the naked and heavily pregnant looking fox girl jiggling all over the place as she wobble dashed between the fighting. She soon made it over just as Ellaria ducked inside the guild, Vivi followed, a thick line of cum still drooling from her snatch, leaving a trail of white in her wake.

Fey bit her lip and followed her inside the dark interior, careful not to bash Lily against the door frame as she went. Inside she found tables knocked over and pointed toward the door along with couches and chairs. The adventurers of the AG were crouched behind them, weapons drawn. She blinked in confusion.

“Centaur lass, get behind, we’ll hold em off if any come for you, quickly now.”

What was this? The adventurers had their back?

“Uhm you will?” she said as she trotted forward.

“Adventurers help each other when they can Fey, like we tried to, with the warning about the thieves,” said Ellaria, who was already behind the barricade.

One of the adventurers, the one who had spoken, a huge man with a thick black beard braided at the edges belted out a laugh. “Aye lass you saved us a pretty penny, whatever that highway crew was they found us, but unfortunately for them we were ready, all stocked up on mana before coming into town, we blasted those scumfucks a new asshole. Couldn't ‘ave happened without your warning though and I’m pretty bloody grateful for that.”

“Th-thankyou! For helping us!” said Fey as she trotted past.

“We’re just apprentices, but thank you!”

“Thwank ywouu!” slurred Lily.

“This is highly irregular, I highly suggest you put the AG’s furniture back where it was or you will all be responsible for replacing it,” said the clerk. She was fussily moving around behind the barricades rudely poking at the adventurers with a look of sheer contempt on her face.

Vivi was resting with her paws on her knees, the additional weight in her womb causing her to struggle more than she would otherwise, but she still heaved herself up enough to give the clerk the middle finger.

“Read the room clerk,” said Ellaria. “Fellow adventures I highly recommend you put in a word of complaint to the actual AG about this woman's performance, she has little to no interest in adventurers safety or success and would likely be happier for it if she was fired. She won't even extend the smallest iota of care to an adventurer, she refused to do anything about the thieves at all.”

“Is that so?” said the large bearded man turning his gaze on the clerk.

“Wha- are you trying to get me fired?! This is outrageous!”

The front doors of the AG suddenly exploded off their hinges and a barrage of shredded wood peppered the barricades causing the adventurers to duck down in surprise.

Framed in the doorway stood the old bishop, except he didn't look quite so elderly and frail anymore. His white robes had been torn open leaving cloth hanging from his hips, his upper body bared revealing a body rippling with lean striated muscle covered in the scars of war. His muscular arms were wreathed in light all the way down to his fists, covering them in a misty golden transparent armour. The bishop surveyed the room with a grin and then crashed his fists together, each impact sounding like the heavy gong of a church bell and setting everyone in ear range on edge.

“I came to the conclusion that if the gnome was going to float away the simplest answer would be to take her friends. If you would all kindly put down your weapons and come with me I would be very appreciative.”

Mary crawled around the doorway as he spoke, literally climbing on the walls, her clawed bare feet visible beneath her white robes. On his other side Seth appeared carrying the Bishop's censor which was now misting a multicoloured miasma. He smirked knowingly as he spotted Magic Mog.

“Sorry bishop, ain't happening,” said the bearded man stepping forward.

“Oh? You are approaching me? How bold of you.”

The bearded man turned to Ellaria. “Get your band out the back, we’ll hold them off as best we can.”

Ellaria nodded. “Thankyou.”

“No problem captain, and congrats on the silver.”

Ellaria grabbed Vivi’s paw and pulled her back as the blackbearded adventurer pulled a pair of cutlasses from his hip and flourished them. Fey followed the elf, otterkin still balanced atop her back as they made their way to the back of the AG. Ellaria stepped into the back room behind the counter and rushed up to the heavy iron banded door at the end of the room. She tried the handle but found it was locked.

“You’re not getting out! The church shouldn't be messed with, I- I'm going to turn you in!”

Ellaria turned to find that the clerk had followed them into the back room. She was staring her down superciliously, a triumphant gleam in her eye.

“Key. Give me the key.”

“No.”

Ellaria ignited her hands and stepped toward the clerk threateningly.

“Give me the key or I will burn your face from the surface of your skull leaving nothing but a crater of gore. I will take great care to ensure you live through this and feel every excruciating moment of it.”

“You- you wouldn't dare!”

“For the safety of my band I would-”

The sound of tearing breaking wood suddenly filled the air and she turned as daylight poured into the room, the entire wall ripping from the building along with apparently another room that had been on the other side of the door. The floating room wobbled in the air for a moment before collapsing under its own weight turning into a pile of falling rubble that crashed down to the ground below.

Flora floated above it, looking down at the rubble blankly. “Whooops!”

Ellaria smirked. “Nice timing.”

“I do try,” replied Flora with a grin.

“NUUUUU you can't just break the building! That's AG property you just destroyeeeeed!” the clerk looked genuinely outraged, a complete break from her previous demeanour.

Flora shrugged. “You should have provided better access for gnomes.”

“Gnomes aren't giant floating orbs! You horrible wretched-”

“Oh do shut up,” said Ellaria as she clambered over the wreckage of the room.

“Uhm, s-sorry for the trouble! It will probably be okay!” said Fey to the clerk.

“You- centaur- I regret ever having crossed eyes with you and your horrible band you-

Fey had begun backing up as the clerk stormed toward her with her finger pointing. Lily abruptly fell off Fey's back as Fey stumbled over some rubble and lost her balance. The otterkin slammed into the plank floor hard and her huge soft tummy squashed down under the momentum. This, of course, had the effect of squeezing down the fluid inside of her and left with nowhere else to go it exploded from her pussy and unfortunately for the clerk she just happened to be in the exact right position to be hit entirely by the deluge instantly turning her entire body from clean and prim to covered in a thick musky layer of horse cum.

“Oh shit,” said Kayla looking between her squealing wiggling sister and the frozen in place and heavily frosted clerk.

An awkward silence filled the broken room.

“Well, uhm, we really must be going!” said Fey, suddenly turning and quickly making her way past the rubble.

Flora grinned down at them and even Ellaria couldn't help but let out a laugh at the still unmoving clerk who appeared to be frozen up in shock. Flora flicked out a hand and everyone suddenly drifted into the air, Fey, Vivi, and both Lily and Kayla atop Fey. The band made exclamations of surprise as the ground dropped away below them and they flew through the air, up over the rubble and into the street proper.

Behind them a fat blob of cum dripped from the clerk’s still pointing finger.

Flora carried the entire band, keeping them low, below roof height so they couldn't be seen from elsewhere in town. Pedestrians had to dive out of the way of Flora’s bulk. She roughly shoved aside a number of food carts as she passed, their owners left blinking in confusion, often with food tongs still in hand.
They swiftly made their way through town, zig zagging through street after street away from the AG and all those who were after them. As they sped along Fey, with her hooves dangling below her, watched with interest as the buildings changed from more upscale to poor and dilapidated, they were clearly entering the poorer area of town. On her back Kayla stood, her hand on Fey’s upper back as she leaned around the centaur to look at the street rushing by. She had one small fist thrust in the air as she whooped with joy. To the side of them flew Lily the otterkin was clearly very confused and was looking around as though she didn't quite believe it was real. To the centaur’s other side was Ellaria, somehow the elf hand managed to keep herself in a standing position and she stood arrogantly with her arms crossed as she moved through the air, the effect was a little more ridiculous looking than Fey thought Ellaria realised.

Bringing up the rear was Vivi who was sat cross legged, her now somehow larger belly held in her lap, her paws wrapped around it, a strange look on the fox girl's face. Fey thought she saw several bumps moving about her stomach but that must have been her imagination.

As they kept going it became clear what the gnome’s intentions were, the huge heavy stone blockwork outer wall of the town was rapidly approaching, the thick crenellated curtain wall that surrounded the settlement, designed to keep out any monsters, or attacks.

“Going up!” yelled Flora and the band began to rise as they flew forward. Fey’s last view of the town before they went over the wall was of a homeless man with a bottle of alcohol staring at them. The bottle dropped from his limp fingers as their strange procession slipped over the wall and down to the grass on the other side.

“Keep going Flora, get us to the woods and out of sight!”

“Gods you have no idea how much mana I've burned through today, it's actually ridiculous. I’m going to need a break from magic for a while after this!” The gnome blew out of breath showing her exhaustion, but wiped her brow and kept the band up in the air, flying toward the forest.

Soon they were under the cover that the trees provided and safe from prying eyes. Flora took them a little deeper to be safe and the town disappeared from view. She let the band down along with herself, giving herself a moment to catch her breath.

“That was amazing!” said Kayla jumping up and down on Fey’s back. “Does the band always travel like that?”

“Hell no, just like Fey isn't a fan of being ridden I am not a fan of being your free air ride, plus I’d be useless in a fight if I’m low on mana.”

“Flora, as your captain I have some questions for you,” said Ellaria turning on the resting gnome with her hands on her hips.

“Oh give me a break, I just saved the whole band!”

“And I am grateful for you getting us out of there but I would like to know why the church thinks you are carrying forty six souls. Where exactly did you get them? Why do you have forty six souls? What exactly are you planning to do with them? I swear if this is one of your get rich quick schemes…”

“I don't know do I! I literally have no bloody clue what those religious nutjobs were blathering about! They’re all crazy!”

Kayla suddenly piped up. “Isn't it because she’s preggers?”

The band turned and stared at Kayla.

“It couldn’t be, cross species breeding doesn't work like that, at least not with species so wildly different, it’s impossible. Right?” said Ellaria.

“Of course, it has to be impossible,” said Flora, a little nervousness entering her voice for once, “Besides, whoever heard of having forty six babies, forty six babies all at once haha, that would be ridiculous…”

The band looked at the size of Flora's belly in silence.

Vivi picked her teeth with a claw, her other paw on her hip, her belly hanging low with what was inside of her. “It’s obviously not that, Fey’s cum is just so potent that it fucked up the spell. Duh.”

Ellaria pursed her lips. “Whether it is or isn't isn't something we can know right now, best we don't sit around for hours pondering, not when we apparently have the church looking for us. Come on, get moving people, go go.”

The elf gestured with her hands and waved encouragingly at the band as she herself walked deeper into the forest. The band reluctantly followed.

“W-wait! What about my sister!”

The band turned back, they had momentarily forgotten that they had acquired some new apprentices, or more importantly that one apprentice was currently over six foot across and kicking at her belly, trapped on the throne of her own body. Her small hands were splayed across the surface of herself as she urgently moved her hips desperately trying to get herself to move across the ground. Hopeless of course.

“Flora?” asked Ellaria.

“Are you kidding? Gosh, I am so not wasting my mana on carrying her through an entire forest when they can't even do anything in a fight! She doesn't even have a Class!”

“I- I’m sorry I’m so useless!” said Lily, tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

Flora crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

“Flora if you carry her I promise to fuck you so big you can't move even with all your power.” said Fey, dropping her secret reserve super weapon.

Flora blinked and her arms uncrossed out of surprise.

“You uh, you want to do what now?”

“I said I’ll cum so much in you that you will be stuck in place, trapped by your own cum filled womb, and no matter how you stress and strain using all of your power you won’t be able to move, you’ll just be too packed full of my cum.”

The gnome swallowed noisily and a little drool ran from her lip as she stared hungrily at the centaur.

“F-fine I’ll carry her, for now. But I’m not doing it willingly!” the gnome continued to snatch starved glances at Fey as Lily lifted into the air. She placed the spherical otterkin atop her own belly.

The band began to walk.

“...Are we really going to walk all the way to a city?”

“I don’t know, but I do know that we have a much larger problem that will make that difficult.”

“What problem?”

“We have no food. We’ve used up the last of the supplies we had in the dimensional bag.”

Kayla eyed the bag on Ellaria’s hip.

“Doesn't that bag keep the food fresh? Why not buy lots?”

“No, it still rots despite being in dimensional space. I had meant to stock up on food and other supplies in town when we got back from the goblin job, but obviously that didn't quite work out…”

After some time walking through the forest, mostly in silence as they pondered what exactly the number forty six meant and quite what they were going to do about food, they came across a road. Ellaria decided that perhaps it wouldn't be such a smart idea to walk on the road, at least immediately, just in case the church sent out any riders to check. The girls who were naked took the chance to grab some spare clothing from the dimensional bag. Lily borrowed clothing from Flora, which even then looked a little outsized on the tiny otterkin’s body, not that she could fully put the clothing on with the size of her belly but partial coverage was still possible.

They continued on in the woods, distantly following the road’s direction.

The sound of voices disturbed the band's quiet introspective trudging. Ellaria put a finger to her lip and crept through the forest with Vivi, waving Fey and Flora and the twins back as they lacked stealthiness.

As they parted the foliage a small camp came into view. The camp had two people and Ellaria’s eyebrows rose in surprise as she recognised one of them, a pink scaled and pink haired very very large lamia woman, it was the owner of the brothel she had gone to with Fey. Her mind wandered back to the absolute destruction they had wrought upon the brothel. This might be a small problem.

“Hey, they have food, let's go say hi,” said Vivi stepping forward eagerly.

Ellaria grabbed her tail and hauled the fox girl back while pressing a finger to her lips.

“Shh. That Lamia, I know her, she's called the madame, otherwise known as Quirrel, and she owns a brothel. Me and Fey might or might not have caused a tiny or gigantic amount of damage to her property. I have no clue what she is doing out here but we can’t just say ‘hi’, that would be very unwise.”

The second of the two people in the small camp was pacing around, back and forth. It was a dogkin, more specifically a labrador-kin, her long curly blonde hair was capped with a pair of cute floppy ears and a fluffy golden tail stuck out of the back of her shorts. Her body was on the thick side with broad flaring hips that dived down into curving thighs which were a set for her indecently round breasts.

“Hnnnnn, you don't understand Rina, ever since I caught that scent in town I’ve been a complete mess!”

The pink scaled lamia was lazing by the fire, she looked at the dogkin questioningly. “Is it really that bad? Is this why you wanted to make camp away from the others?”

“Oh gods you have no idea, it feels like someone took a steel forge and threw it in my loins and is using a pair of bellows to make it hotter and hotter and hotter, I feel like I’m practically on fire, I have to keep moving because if I stay still I feel like i'm going to go mad!”

“I knew you had bad heats Zal but wow, you sure you're okay?”

There was a crate off to one side of the camp and the dogkin stepped over to it, her hips wriggling desperately in her shorts.

“No I'm not flipping okay! Whatever the hell it was I got a nose full of sent my body into hormonal overdrive! Like a multiplier! But my normal heat is already really bad so it's so much worse!”

As she spoke she began pressing and rubbing the crotch of her shorts up against the corner of the crate, pushing the corner into her muff and scraping herself on it, desperately trying to get off.

“Hnnnnghgawwwd! I’m so godsdam needy right now Rina, you have no idea!”

Her shorts quickly started to become damp and then as a wet patch grew and spread across them fluids began to steadily drip drip drip from the fabric.

“M-maybe we should have stayed in town, I didn't realise you had it this bad, my sister lives there after all and she would have had the expertise to deal with this.”

“N-no, we n-need to get going to sell, hnnnggg, s-sell-”

The dogkin let out a long slutty moan and a wave of her juices darkened the wood of the crate.

“F-fuck, its not enough, oh gods it just made the heat worse! I need something in me Rina, I- I need your tail! I need you to put your tail in me! P-please!”

“Wha- are you serious? You want me to tail f-fuck you?”

“YES! Fucking shove that thing in my pussy! Anything to make the burning heat go away!”

The dogkin suddenly fell to the floor and grasped at the shirt covering her midriff, gasping and moaning as her broad thighs jiggled in time with her body’s trembling and shaking.

“I’m dying! I- I need dick! I NEED DICK! Oh god! I need to be fucking filled, I need to be fucked until my legs are jelly! HNNYAAAAA!!!!”

The lamia was starting to look genuinely concerned for her friend by this point and her long tail coiled and moved up around her body until she went from lazing on her side to sitting up.

“It's so hot it hurts, I'm burning alive Rina!”

“Uhm, I-if it’s that b-bad, m-maybe I can…”

Ellaria glanced at Vivi and raised an eyebrow.

“I can't say I’ve ever seen a heat quite that bad, have you? It’s like you when you were given that aphrodisiac. At least the lamia isn't actually the lamia I was thinking of, going by what she said, she’s her sister, hopefully she won't have heard any details of what we did...”

Vivi hesitated then nodded, “I haven't seen a heat that bad either but from what she said her normal heat is very strong, that happens with some girls sometimes, they get a super strong version of a heat, like how some women have a more difficult period than others… she said she caught a scent in town…”

“You think it was?”

“Yeah, I think she caught a whiff of Fey, some of her cum when we went to the mage district maybe.”

“Who caught a whiff of me?”

Ellaria blinked and turned her head to see Fey. She hadn't heard the centaur approaching at all despite her size. That said something about just how much more dexterous and nimble she had become with her new body, knowing just where to place her hooves to produce minimal sound while avoiding the branches about her.

“Uh, if she picked up her scent in town when Fey wasn't even there won't she scent Fey...here…?”

The dogkin suddenly let out a scream and began thrashing on the ground, her paws desperately grabbing at her crotch as she rolled.

“Oh no! That poor dogkin is hurt! I’ve got to save her!”

“No wait! Fey!”

But it was too late, the centaur pushed past the pair and out into the small clearing. The lamia pulled a dagger and pointed it at Fey immediately.

“Who the hell are you?!”

Fey put her hands up.

“I’m just a healer, I can help!”

Even as the lamia stared at Fey the dogkin was squirming, helplessly humping her hips at the air.Then the dogkin caught sight of Fey, or more importantly what was below Fey’s barrel. Her eyes went big and round and hungry seeing it.

“Oh g-gods! Y-you smell so good! P-please! M-my heat! I’ve got to, I can’t- GIVE ME IT!”

The dogkin went from rolling on the ground to lunging at Fey, dodging around the lamia and under Fey’s barrel where her cock throbbed in the air.

“Zal stop!”

But the dogkin was already grabbing at Fey’s dick, bringing it to her face, drawing in a heaving breath of its musk. The dogkin wailed and fluid sprinkled from her soaked through shorts.

“Uhm, uh, she wasn't in pain sh-she's having h-heat problems?” said Fey, her hooves shifting awkwardly as Zal attacked her cock with her body.

“...Yes she’s always had bad heats but this…”

“Would it help if we uhm, did it?”

“Yes! Oh god yes!” moaned Zal.

Rina blushed a little pink. “Y-you want to have sex with her?!... But we don't even know who you are...”

“She seems in dire need. I- I try to help those in need, like I said I’m a healer.”

The lamia blew out a breath, looking at her desperately whimpering friend, her hips dry humping the air as she grasped at Fey’s dick.

“... I suppose this might be a time for desperate measures. I wish my sister was here, she would know what to do…”

The dogkin was struggling to get her shorts off by this point, tugging at them until they tore. Then the dogkin hopped around on one leg dragging her panties down until she'd pulled them from her leg. Her shirt soon followed allowing her heavy bust to flop free, bouncing up and down under their own perky weight.

She then turned around, one hand on Fey’s dick, desperately trying to align her dripping wet snatch with the tip and failing miserably due to the awkward angle.

“Help me Rina! Help!”

“I, I don't know…”

“Please! I can’t do this on my own!”

The Lamia looked away then slumped her shoulders as though resigning herself to it.
She coiled her tail up and slipped it beneath Fey's barrel, the tip touched up against the shivering whining dogkin then made its way up her leg until it found her hips. With sudden powerful strength the tip coiled around the dogkin’s waist, wrapping around and around her and dragging her into the air.

“D-do eeet! Put it in meee!”

Rina looked at the throbbing horse dick below Fey and bit her lip, there was no way this thing was going to fit, she had just better hope that pressing her up against it would be enough to give her friend some relief. She sidled up beside Fey so that she could get a workable angle, sharing awkward glances with the centaur as she moved and coiled her tail beneath her barrel.

The dogkin’s muff pressed up against Fey’s cock and she let out a whorish moan, desperately wriggling her hips in Rina’s grip, trying to push herself onto broad leg thick head.

“H-harder Rina! Harder!”

“Uhm, are you sure? This can't be healthy…”

Zal cried out as tears formed in the corners of her eyes, desperately pleading with needy mewls, her hands clutching at Rina’s pink scales.

“O-okay, h-here I go!” said Rina, not quite sure what she was doing anymore.

She pressed the dogkin up against the tip harder and harder and harder. The lamia found she needed more leverage however and hesitantly wrapped her arm around Fey’s upper back using the centaur to hold herself firm. This caused the centaur and lamia’s enormous breasts to press up against each other, side by side. She gave the centaur an awkward look, this wasn't exactly a normal position to be in. Fey caught her eye and smiled shyly, they were practically hugging as the lamia pressed the dogkin against Fey’s cock. There was something deeply embarrassing about the situation, like two people fondling each other, one with their hand down the other’s pants out of sight while at the same time the pair tried to pretend everything was normal.

Rina’s hand tightened on Fey’s bare waist and with a grunt she coiled and pushed her tail, pressing the dogkin up against the horse cock, Zal’s wailing reaching ever higher until with a sudden unexpected schlpop! Her pussy slipped over the head of Fey’s dick with a jerk, a bulge appearing in her tummy that pushed up against Rina’s scales. A splatter of fluids sprayed over the lamia’s coils as Zal howled and her insides clenched down hard. Rivulets of the dogkin rolling over the pink scales to drip drip drip to the ground below.

Rina gasped aloud and her vast breasts were sent rolling across her chest to collide with Fey’s, the centaur stumbling a little under the shifting weight of the Lamia.

Concern suddenly appeared on Rina’s face. “Oh gods! Zal! Are you okay! Did I hurt you?”

“No! Oh Rina, it feels, it feels amazing! P-please! More! Use me! USE ME!”

Rina glanced at Fey who looked a little amused.

“Uhm, It’s okay she’ll be fine, I promise.”

Rina bit her lip and shifted her tail. She could literally feel the hardness of Fey’s cock bulging out Zal’s tummy, pressing into and rubbing at her scales. What the hell was going on? Cautiously, she gripped at the dogkin and moved her down a little more, to her surprise she went down easier than she would have imagined as though she could easily go even further. The bulge pressing up against her scales expanded outward, sliding over her tail and creating the most peculiar feeling.

“My gods this feels strange, how is it going so easy? I had no idea you were so uh, capable, Zal!”

“It's not meee-!” whined the dogkin her words cutting off as she slipped down a few more inches and her tummy bulged outward more. The motion caused her vagina to pulsate around the dominating length, the rising pressure in her abdomen had triggered a powerful orgasm and the dogkin’s face melted into an expression of pure bliss. She buried her face into Rina’s scales as she yipped and clenched down on Fey, her fingers clawing at Rina’s tail, fingernails digging between her pink scales.

“Oh! OH!! It's so deep!" Whined the dogkin, her eyelids fluttering.

Rina gave Fey a disbelieving look like she couldn't quite believe what she was feeling. She could not see what was happening to Zal so she had to rely on touch and what she was touching was hard to understand. As she slowly shifted her coils back the dogkin’s pussy was just taking more and more of the two foot eight or nine inch dick inside her body, pushing out her smooth tummy further and further. Rina felt a little heat come to her cheeks as her coils shifted against the bulge and then she froze up as she came to the sudden awkward realisation that she was not only thrusting her friend upon this well endowed centaur’s penis but also accidentally masturbating her length through the dogkin’s belly.

"It's okay, we'll get through this, we can help her together," said Fey, completely oblivious to what the lamia was going through. She put her arm around the blushing Rina in comradery which only made the lamia blush all the harder.

Rina shifted her hips uncomfortably but decided that the sooner she was done the sooner this shameful experience could be done with and forgotten. She shifted her coils and pulled the dogkin forward and then reluctantly slammed her back. The dogkin screamed as she was pistoned down onto Fey’s dick, the cock head slamming into the entrance of her womb and then after a momentary pause, as it squeezed against the head, she slipped over the edge and Fey’s cock entered deep into her deepest sacred place. This of course turned the dogkin into a screaming thrashing squirting mess, howling into Rani’s scales as her legs kicked up at Fey. The dogkin was truly trapped between the unstoppable force of the lamia and the immovable object that was Fey’s cock.

Fey bit her lip as she felt herself penetrate deep inside of the dogkin. But she knew this had to be done, she was a healer and she could not bear to see the poor girl suffering. She quietly chose to ignore how good it felt to have the lamia’s scaled textured body around her cock pressing through the dogkin’s body.

“You need to go faster, she’s not going to be sated if you don't give it your all,” murmured Fey to the lamia beside her.

Rina looked at the ground, avoiding Fey’s eyes. The trouble wasn’t that, it was that she was starting to get turned on herself by all this, this- she didn't know what to call it, this medically induced sex where she was the nurse administering it!

She tensed her tail. Fine. If it was going to be like this then she intended to do a good job of it, to hell with it.

She coiled her tail tighter around the dogkin, squeezing the dogkin’s insides around the shaft and causing the dogkin girl to squeak, and then she roughly dragged her forward until with a soft pop Fey’s head dragged free from her cervix only for Rina to leverage her thick tail and piston drive the girl back the other way as hard as she could.

The dogkin’s jaw fell and she full throatedly screamed as she went plunging down the massive length, her walls rippling past all the bumps and veins of Fey’s vascular size in a storm of tweaked nerve clusters that sent electricity on a bombing run of pleasure up her spine and straight into her mind, activating pleasures that she had never imagined possible.

Her tummy bulge surged outward, thrusting between the scales of the lamia further and further until her pale skin was pushing up between her breasts. It only ended when the dogkin’s muff crashed up against Fey’s medial ring.

Rina’s mouth fell open in disbelief, how was the dogkin stretching so much?! This was insane! Yet she couldn't stop herself from tensing her coils and dragging the dogkin back, leaving a shaft steaming wet with her the dogkin’s juices behind. Strangely fascinated and increasingly turned on by the display, or rather what she was feeling, she more and more enthusiastically dragged and shoved the dogkin up and down Fey’s shaft leaving Zal wailing and creaming and soaking her scales with her fluids.

She snuck a glance as she did this and saw that Fey was reacting quite strongly to her ministrations, the centaur’s breath coming in huffs, her eyes half lidded and her lips slightly parted. A moan slipped from the centaur’s lips and Rina’s brows rose. That was her having that effect on the centaur? She was doing that to her?

Her arms around the centaur’s upper half held on a little more tightly and the coiling pistoning motion underneath Fey’s barrel redoubled, sending the dogkin up and down without end, her curly blonde hair becoming a mess that fluttered over Rina’s pink scales even as Zal clutched at her all the harder, her fingernails dragging lines across her coils.

She was doing this! She was doing this to them! Genuinely excited now she slammed the dogkin down as hard as her tail could manage and the screams of the dogkin reached a new greater peak as her swollen puffy pussy slammed down on the medial ring and then with a wet schplup! Slipped over the top engulfing it with her folds and causing her tummy bulge to thrust up between her breasts, parting them as she was driven further and further down the shaft until her cunt slammed up hard against the base.

Zal’s eyes rolled up as her pussy crashed down and she bottomed out, the entirety of Fey’s dick sheathed inside of her, overwhelming her body with its sheer size. Her vagina convulsed and spasmed as a tsunami of pleasure hit her. Fireworks exploded in the dogkin’s mind, each plume of fire sending bouncing snapping sparks around her pleasure cortex in a daisy chain of agonising bliss that wiped her mind blank leaving her nothing but a howling sloppy mess who lived for nothing but dick and to be dicked.

A clear, steaming splash of girlcum squirted out from between her stiffening twitching legs, spraying down her thighs and splattering wetly over the lamia’s scales. Then again and again until the fluids she was spraying and squirting were sputtering and spurting as her cunt clamped down harder and harder and harder on Fey’s length, like a tight slippery vice.

Her pussy clenched and practically slurped on Fey’s massiveness, desperately suckling at it trying to get it to fill her fat with thick virile baby batter, inseminating her eggs with desperately needed sperm, ejaculating into her sacred place until the she had gotten as many as four spurts of cum, that was a lot for a male right? Her imagination ran wild with what was coming, with the amount a horse could cum she expected herself to maybe overflow a little with the whole entire cupful of cum she was imagining, maybe even a full pint of cum! That would be incredible!

The dogkin truly had no idea what was about to hit her.

The first thing she knew was the feeling of Fey’s cock swelling inside her, growing significantly girthier, stretching her out further than ever before, then she felt the flared head digging into the walls of her womb anchoring itself in place leaving no escape for the dogkin for what was about to happen. Then she felt what she wanted so badly, the underside of the shaft thickening even further as the roaring rushing surge of cum exploded down Fey’s dick and exploded into her. Her belly bulged outward, instantly creating a balloon of tummy between her breasts.

The dogkin’s eyes went big and round and shocked as Fey came more than ten horses in just one single roping spurt.

“HNNNNGGH!” groaned Fey, tensing up as her hips thrust forward, her cock bucking up, momentarily lifting both the dogkin and the lamia’s tail into the air as the next pulsing surge of cum blasted into the dogkin’s womb inflating it outward massively, easily over a foot across already.

Zal couldn't help but cream herself from the relief alone as she felt the fires of her heat extinguished by the massive tide of maleness wash up over her insides and over her eggs.

The problem was that Fey had only just started cumming and the dogkin was left gaping at her own womb as it filled and filled and spread and spread until it was spilling out between the lamia’s coils.

Wave after wave of cum filled her womb fat. She could practically hear her womb churning with the contents being sprayed into it; sloshing as it ballooned outwards, growing larger by the second as rope after thick fertile rope were ejaculated into her over and over and over.

“F-FuCK!!! Oh lord! Oh my, OH!! AHH!! OHhhHhh!!!” moaned Zal, her whole body reacting to the filling pressure.

“What's happening! Oh my god what's happening! What is that!” wailed Rina as she felt her scales being enveloped by warm sloshing belly.

“It’s okay! It's okay! It’s just Zal being filled with my cum.”

“That- that doesn't help! What if she explodes! What even is this!”

Fey grabbed at Rina’s chin and turned the fretting Lamia until she was looking her in the eyes.

“She’ll be fine- I- I promise!” Fey not sure what she was doing anymore but working on a darker more feral instinct pulled the lamia’s face close and pushed their lips together. She felt the lamia panic and then relax into her, hesitating and then reciprocating. Fey moaned around the lamia’s tongue as she suddenly felt her tail begin massaging and squeezing at the dogkin’s rapidly expanding tummy, squeezing her shaft inside with its high pressure cummy surroundings.

“Oh gods I don't care anymore! Just fill me, fill meee! Breed meeee!” squealed the dogkin as the massaging feel of the lamia over her ballooning womb drove her over the edge once more.

As she did so Fey’s hips thrust once, twice, and then one final time sending one last huge surging rope of cum into her packed belly, this sent the overwhelmed dogkin over the edge once more and her eyes rolled up into her head as she squirted herself silly.

“AAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!” GLLRSCH! GLLRSCH! GLLRSCH!

She came and came and came and came until clear fluid was running down her inflated belly in waves. And then she passed out and collapsed atop the massive sagging mass that was her cum filled tummy.