They came to the center room of the labyrinth. It had taken hours before they found the colossal doors, but once open they saw a vast room, which housed countless creatures ripped right out of myth and fantasy. The beasts watched silently as a portion of the group entered. “Come down here and face me. I can sense you hiding in the rafters!” Monica yelled.
The small, half-human, half-goat dropped with unusual grace before he shuffled closer. “My question to you, sweetling, is how you managed to find me.” Monica readied a ball of flame, but the demon halted her. “It does not matter, but I do wish to remind you that I could unleash my entire army upon you and then you would cause no more troubles.”
Trisha cleared her throat and put a hand upon her pregnant belly, smiling as her enormous progeny revealed itself, squeezing through the giant doorway. The towering mound of flesh flailed its tentacles, letting out a high-pitched shriek. Suddenly the people and monsters in the demon’s makeshift army began murmuring. Trisha beamed, “the more he eats, the bigger he gets.”
“I only watch. I cause no troubles.” He eyed the humongous mound of quivering flesh and snaking tentacles. “We must protect ourselves!” The small half-man danced away.
Trisha’s creature whipped anything that came into range, sending the assailants flying like rag-dolls. It occasionally drew one into its maw before resuming the defensive strikes. The beast was easily holding its ground, and the opposition now kept their distance. The floor shook as a massive Cyclops lumbered closer. It paused before launching a fist at the tentacle monster. A tendril lashed out in quick response, averting his strike.
The monsters fought in a spectacular display, mesmerizing the crowd for a time. A tentacle shot past the giant’s arm, causing it to stumble and grunt. A scream erupted from the enormous woman piled against a nearby wall. Trisha found a sword from a creature’s corpse and walked with purpose. She looked up to see the immobile dark-skinned woman watching the fight with visible concern. Trisha knew how she could help her child win. She brought the sword low and gave repeated jabs into her side. Her gasps were soft, but the opposing giant heard. The Cyclops turned to his mother and offered an opening; Trisha’s progeny wrapped a feeler around its neck and strangled it in front of the crowd.
Heidi chose to reveal herself now, coming from the opposite direction, toppling a large portion of the wall onto a section of the opposing army. This was the breaking point, as most of the demon’s creatures ran, seeking any way to escape the carnage. Some remained and they all began fighting in smaller groups.
“I’ll keep that fucking demon at bay.” Monica ran ahead, launching small balls of fire into the rafters.
Trisha’s monster continued to decimate the enemies, until suddenly it stopped. All of the tentacles fell lifeless. She rushed closer, hoping to understand what was happening, as it started shaking. It sank in the center, and Trisha cursed at the ghostly woman who passed from her progeny’s body. The once mighty creature collapsed lifeless. Trisha slashed wildly at the specter, but it ignored her as it watched a nearby melee, impervious to her blows.
A big-eyed girl with puffy breasts and a tiny frame lay helpless as large two-legged beasts encircled her. One was halfway inside of her as another older woman watched with a proud expression. “No, no, it’s too muuuch!” The creature somehow disappeared into her wet and sticky loins. Another lined up and nuzzled her apart. She struggled, but she was weak and helpless. Without warning a centaur bounded from behind and speared the motherly ginger woman. Her beasts did not seem to care, as they continued to force themselves into the young blonde girl upon the floor.
The centaur watched with sadness as he drew his spear back and skewered the two creatures that hadn’t found their way into Fiona’s now swollen body. He had no inkling of how he could help her. The girl writhed as the beasts moved inside her.
A group of cultists entered the room behind Heidi. They used large grappling hooks on her shoulders, and cut at her ankles. They quickly overwhelmed her and caused her to topple backwards, crushing some of them beneath her. Hurt and dazed, she did not understand what they were pressing in between her legs. She only figured it out when she started shrinking. She felt like she was on fire, as her whole body became smaller, while retaining her petite figure. Once the process finally stopped, she found herself to be about a foot tall. One of the remaining cultists grinned and brought his foot down upon her.
A woman with seductive blue eyes and a dimpled grin carried a limbless woman. She also sported an erect organ, which seemed out of place amidst the battle. She kissed the helpless woman in her arms passionately before placing her upon a smooth section of broken stone at the corner of the room. The freckled woman smiled at her lover, her perky breasts and slight belly looked silky and smooth as she lay on her comfortable rump, ready to be taken. Rita waved to the confused centaur. It approached.
“We do not need to fight. We only wish to love one another. Piper is yours!”
Piper was suddenly unwilling. “No, you are the only one I want, he’s too much!”
Rita shushed her. “It’s okay, he will give you a child and then he will be with us.”
The half-man’s cock grew. He debated for a moment before he lost his sensibilities. He cast his spear aside and trotted closer to the pedestal. He prodded until he felt her warmth. Piper yelled and rocked back and forth as the horse-cock opened her painfully.
“Go all the way in.” Rita whispered from beside as she held the amputated woman. “She can’t stop you.”
As she said, he pushed deeper, putting his front legs ahead of her, keeping her in place as Rita moved aside. Grudgingly, she took his whole shaft. Rita used the opportunity to find her hidden sword and cut the centaur’s throat. The beast grunted as he continued for a couple of pumps before partially collapsing upon her. His legs buckled, but leaned against a broken slab of stone, saving the woman beneath him from being crushed.
After they thought him dead, his cock suddenly convulsed, shooting his seed deep inside of Piper. Her belly bulged outward due to his immense body just above her. “He came after you killed him! That… That is horrible!” Rita turned to leave. “Wait, you can’t just leave me down here! Help me!”
Rita walked away, ignoring the girl’s pleas. She passed the youthful girl who had taken three of Dianne’s beasts. She breathed laboriously as her belly swelled and shifted. Rita squatted and whispered into her ear. “You see, when those things go in they require a man’s seed to grow to their next stage. They will wait for a long time, but they won’t come out until they get it. Too bad their previous father died. I guess you’ll have those in there for a while.” Rita patted her hair before continuing.
She could see a pregnant woman sitting in the corner, sword in hand. “Let me have your ass and I won’t kill you.” Rita knew what monster was in her belly.
“No.” The woman stood and readied herself.
Rita made a feint and brought her sword around with a hard strike. Trisha lost her grip and watched her sword fly to the floor. Rita grabbed her arm and spun her around. She dropped her own sword and walked the burdened woman into the wall, pressing her against the stone. “I think I’ll just take your ass instead.”
The pregnant woman struggled, but Rita easily held her wrists with one hand. She licked her fingers and prepared the girl’s beautiful ass. Rita guided her cock between the bouncy cheeks. She relished the pleasure, also enjoying the girl’s fruitless struggling. “Your ass is mine and I’m going to take… every… bit!” She timed her words with her strokes. Trisha tensed and grunted, taking the discomfort without complaint.
Rita made sure no one was sneaking up on them before she moved her legs apart for stability. She slammed the girl, forcing her to place her hands upon the wall for balance. Rita held her hips, enjoying the girl’s defiant sideways glare as her belly and milk-filled breasts swayed in time with her strokes.
“Finish in the front.” Trisha said as she watched her aggressor.
“Nope, I know what that damned thing does.” Rita patted the girl’s belly. “I’m going to squirt every drop into your ass!” Rita lasted a short time longer until she felt her cock shooting streams of her seed into the girl’s supple backside. Trisha frowned, disgusted by the feeling.
“I had a monster fuck me and now I’m carrying its child.” She paused, scowling at her dominant, “but feeling you in my ass is far worse.”
Rita smiled broadly, her dimples gave her a misleading warmth. “Well, if you don’t stay here then I will…” Trisha smiled uncaringly as she watched water flowing up Rita’s legs. Her belly ballooned outward before their eyes.
Trisha laughed, “I think it’s your turn to see what it’s like to have an ass full. Say hello to Lindsay.”
Rita stepped in different directions, struggling to find a way to stop the water creature’s entrance. “I can’t handle it all!” Rita’s belly sagged to her thighs. Her enormous tummy now dominated her tall, slender frame. Her cock grew erect beneath her belly yet again. She stumbled heavily to the wall, where she leaned as the last few drops went inside. She slowed her breathing and awkwardly reached her sword. “I can do this.” She shuffled away from the wall, heading back toward the fighting. Her belly rumbled, and Rita buckled to the floor after a few paces. She dropped her weapon and rested on her hands and knees.
“No, no, no! Stop moving!” She slapped her belly, attempting to endure the pain. That, however, caused Lindsay to swirl inside of her. Rita’s hanging belly rocked violently as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Her hard features turned soft as her lip quivered. Her erect cock let out long streams of cum onto the ground. The girl’s cock continued to pulse as she gasped, her belly continually moving. “Sto-“ she whispered, “it- it’s too much.” The inflated girl rolled onto her back, overtaken as she tearfully suffered through the feelings.
Cassie watched and waited, scanning for the best opportunity to assist Monica with the true threat. She hated seeing others fall, but she had to stay focused. It is all a dream; it will all be over once we stop the demon. She saw the satyr leap from the burning rafters. “Stop, stop!” He held his arms high.
Monica’s full figure basked in the glow of the fire that she created. It floated above her hand, ready to snap forward at her command. Her fiery hair and stony glare showed that she was ready to slay him. “This is your end, demon.”
The goat-man held up his arm in ineffectual defense. “I am not the mak-“
Monica sent the orb of fire directly at his chest. The mythical man writhed upon the stone, screaming in agony until he was lifeless.
Claudia, the phantom woman, had observed the entire event. She let out a blood-chilling wail. “My son!”
Monica turned and lobbed another fireball at the ghostly woman. Instead of passing through, it hit as intended, causing her to burst into flame. She shrieked and wailed until the fire faded and she passed from this realm.
Trisha approached weakly. “Why aren’t we awake?” She looked around questioningly. “Why did you have to kill the ghost? Didn’t you say it was bad to die in here?”
“She was too loud, more monsters might come.” Monica turned her blemish-free face to watch Trisha.
“What does that matter if the dream stops?”
“But it hasn’t,” Cassie approached, arrow still knocked, but not pulled. “She is the demon.”
Monica gave a gentle smile. “Why would you think such a terrible thing?”
“You kill too easily, and you have powers that no one else does.”
“I am granted powers by knowing this is a dream and I kill for the same reason.”
Trisha spoke without expression. “You brought us here to end this, but it’s not over. You manipulated us all. They only fought because you hunted their leader.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Of course it does.” Trisha continued. “They dream too, they just took a different path.”
Monica sighed as she blasted a cone of fire upon Trisha. She stumbled backwards, flailing as the fire engulfed her. Cassie stepped back in shock. Monica turned and shot a small bolt of flame, which Cassie dodged, but lost her weapon in the process.
“Okay, you found me. But you should know that this isn’t the first time.” She grinned devilishly, “I draw you all here and watch you struggle amongst yourselves and it gives me the greatest pleasure knowing I can control you so easily. And once you die it will reset and I can do whatever my heart desires. This isn’t the first time you’ve figured it out, either. But, you should know I’m always careful not to leave any loose ends.”
Monica walked closer to the pained blonde girl with the monsters moving in her belly. “See, this one acts timid and shy, but she loves getting filled. “One time she was fucked by a dragon!” Monica laughed as she grabbed a sword from the ground and dropped it on her neck. She paid no mind to the dying woman as she continued on to the pained woman with an erect organ. “In these dreams Rita is always the passionate one. Maybe she should have been a man, because she always ends up with a cock.”
The woman with perfect skin and glorious red hair stood above Rita. “Looks like you’re having some trouble. Need some help?” The alluring woman lowered herself, sliding the woman’s shaft into her hands-free. She stopped just past the tip. “You’re about to explode aren’t you?” Monica wrapped her hands around the full-bellied woman. “I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life.” She pushed down, tightening her grip as the shaft pressed in entirely.
Suddenly the redheaded vixen released her grasp, her mouth open with confusion. She reached back, but Rita grappled her, holding her close as Lindsay flowed and into Monica. Rita shook as she held her the woman in place upon her, attempting to refrain from climax. Her belly shrank as Monica’s filled. “Looks like you’re having trouble.” She grinned at the pained woman. “You’re about to explode, aren’t you?”
“How can she do that? She shouldn’t be able to go into me! I make the god damned dream!” Monica’s soft, pliable breasts rested upon Rita’s face as she held her firmly. The feeling was too much, and Rita’s organ shook with orgasm, added even more to the inflating woman. Seconds later, Lindsay was inside her entirely. Monica arose with a ball of flame levitating over her hand. “Get her out of me or I will end you.”
Cassie jumped to grab her bow and arrow, and thanks to Monica’s encumbrance, she was able to launch an arrow before the woman could direct the element. The arrow landed in her chest, causing her to stagger. She let out an inhuman wail as she launched the ball of flame onto the stone wall. Cassie hurriedly fired another arrow. Monica crumpled and her shrieking slowed until there was only silence.
Darkness came in an instant. Cassie’s eyes opened. She looked around, relieved to be at home, lying next to her husband.