Idol of Fertility

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Her contact had given her the coordinates to a very large cave system in northern Spain. He told of an ancient idol that had found its way down there somehow. If legends were to be believed, sometime in the 1700s, during the War of Spanish Succession, a group of locals found a path into the deeper areas of the caves and decided to live there. They would venture up and trade with the town they had left, but they became more reclusive as time passed. Eventually their town was captured, but rather than fight back, they decided to sever outside connection and blast a section of the cave entrance, sealing themselves in. They still had small paths out, but most of them stayed, ignoring the outside world.

Just before all of that transpired, they supposedly bartered for a relic from early man – a statuette of some form of earth mother. Sonya originally discounted such a wild tale, however, after some research, it might be plausible and not many outsiders knew about the reclusive migrants. Their group travelled along many winding backroad to come upon a ten-foot wide sinkhole, deeper than they could estimate. Their driver took his fee and left the trio to explore alone.

Sonya, Brooke, and their contact, Arturo checked their gear. The two girls were both friends from college. As adventure junkies, they started exploring caves in various states during the last two summers, but this year they wanted to up the ante. Both kept in amazing shape and were very active. Brooke was tall, slim, and had lusciously full lips. Her smile was her best feature and her big brown eyes added to her seductive looks. Brooke stole glances as they rifled through their packs. Her rich, golden-brown skin radiated warmth as she stretched her neck.

On the other hand, Sonya was a polar opposite as looks went. She was just as limber and muscular, but she was short and pale. Her grayish green eyes gave her a cold appearance, but her dimpled cheeks and reddish brown hair helped to offset it. She wasn’t sure why Brooke loved her, but she didn’t question her good luck. Sonya wound her long hair into a ponytail after confirming that all of her items were prepared.

Arturo waited by the edge of the entrance, peering into the blackness. He was an older, quiet man, who seemed to tolerate the chatty girls, understanding that they wouldn’t screw him over like other, more experienced explorers might. They all understood that this was a casual cave exploration, but there was always that hope that they would find something more. There was always the slim chance that the stories were actually true.

They began their climb down the sheer rock face. Arturo explained the path they would find, as he had started to explore on his own before they arrived. They only went about thirty feet down before Sonya saw the first ledge he had mentioned, with a crawlspace leading deeper into the cave system. They continued into the damp, dark caves, crawling in tight spaces and weaving up and down through claustrophobic caverns. Soon they passed the point where Arturo had ventured. Nearly an hour had passed and they continued farther into the unknown. “I think I see light!” Brooke called from the center of their line.

“We shouldn’t be near the surface yet.” Sonya pivoted and walked along the ledge, back to her partner. They flicked off their headlamps, definitely seeing a faint light above them. The opening was out of reach, so Arturo helped to boost them one at a time. Sonya led again, crawling into the small alcove and finding some loose stone at the end. She used her gloved hand to push it through, allowing the ambient light to flood their passage. They crawled out and found themselves in an unnaturally wide hallway.

Brooke crawled through, gasping as her eyes adjusted to the light source. “It’s a torch!”
“Yep, good job captain obvious!” Sonya whispered as she helped her friend to her feet. Arturo barely fit, but he seemed more nervous than awe-struck. He directed them down the stone hall and they walked cautiously, passing a few more crackling torches before they came to a small room. The two girls shook with excitement as they gazed upon a small, roughly carved figure resting upon a stone pedestal. “Is… Is that really it?” Sonya asked with wonder.

The guide nodded, motioning for her to take it. Sonya hesitated before finally reaching out to lift the heavy limestone figure. It had no head or arms, and the legs stopped at the knees. The design was clearly of a pregnant woman’s midsection, showing her prominent female curves. She offered it to Brooke, who took it gently. “It’s amazing.”
Sonya looked back towards the hall. “What do you think is down the hall?”
Brooke paused to look as well. “Do we really want to find out?”
“Do you think people still live down here after all this time?”
She inspected the heavy stone idol. “I mean, there can’t be, right? It’s been hundreds of years.”
“Maybe there is an entrance somewhere we don’t know about. Maybe they’re looking for this thing too.” Sonya took the statuette back. “This could be worth millions.”
“Forget that! Imagine how famous we’ll be.”
“Let’s just go back the way we came and whoever is down here won’t even know we were here.”

After inspecting it top to bottom, Sonya wrapped it and placed it in her pack. They went back to the crawlspace detaching their lifelines temporarily so Arturo could go ahead, checking for any loose sections of the ledge at the exit. Brooke went in the middle again, finding it much harder to squeeze through this time. Sonya got on her stomach and nudged her shoulders through the cracked edge of the hall, but she was too big to go farther. “I can’t seem to get my boobs to fit!” She could not turn on her side, either, as the section had limited height.

“Just squish through!” Brooke called, unable to look back to her friend.
Sonya struggled, but eventually conceded. “I can’t, I just don’t fit this way.” She shuffled back, raising up onto her knees and looking down to inspect her chest. She felt her breasts beneath her mud soaked coveralls as Brooke also backed out of the crawlspace.
Brooke gave a dramatically confused glare. “Havin’ fun back here?”
“They feel weird.” Sonya slipped her pack onto the ground and unbuttoned the front of her outer layer. She peeled the coveralls away to reveal astounding cleavage. Her modest sized breasts had grown visibly larger, pushing her grey tank top outward. Both girls stared for a long time.
“Are you fuckin’ with me, Sonya?”
She quickly shook her head. “No! I don’t know!”
“How the hell did your boobs get so big? They weren’t that huge when you were getting dressed this morning!”

Sonya shrugged, causing her chest to raise slightly, casing a little more skin to peek out. “They feel kind of weird too, kind of warm.”
Brooke remembered their guide, as she turned and knelt, calling with urgency through the opening. “Arturo! We’re stuck!” There was no response. They called a couple more times, but they finally decided he had gone ahead without them. “You don’t think he’s going to fuck us over, do you?”
“Oh shit, maybe. We still have it, though.”
“Fuck! He might bring a crew back and kill us to get that thing!”
“We have to find another way out! Maybe we can team up with whoever put that torch up.” The big-chested girl put her backpack on again.

The path led upwards, getting surprisingly warmer as they ascended the gentle slope. They noticed a few more side exits, but all were too small for Sonya in her larger state. Both girls took the tops of their coveralls off, tying them around their waist. Sonya lamented, as her once reasonable breasts had ballooned outward and downward, jiggling with each step. It started throwing off her balance, as they wobbled heavily, swaying side to side with even the slightest motion. As they climbed she tried to cover them with her coveralls, just to keep them in check, but it came nowhere near close to buttoning again. She retied it around her hips as Brooke watched.

“You know, I think my chest grew too.” Brooke fondled herself. “Nothing like you, but they definitely got bigger.”

Sonya paused as she noticed her belly had expanded as well. “What the fuck?” She slipped the heavy coveralls lower and her tank top upward. Her stomach puffed outward, looking like the first few months of pregnancy. Sonya burst into tears. “What is happening to me?!”
Brooke embraced her friend, pressing her pleasantly heavy breasts between them, stroking her hair to relax the sobbing girl. “I don’t know, maybe… maybe it’s something in the air… Maybe you are allergic to something. We’ll figure it out once we get out of here.” Brooke looked into her eyes with compassion. “We have to keep moving or we might not make it out of here.”
Sonya agreed, wiping away her tears. “I can make it.”

They only went about twenty feet down the hall before there was an abrupt turn leading to an out of place wooden doorway. Brooke’s mouth hung as she looked back and forth between the door and her expanded friend. “Do you think this…”
Sonya was more skeptical, but unable to directly deny the thought. She gathered courage before pushing the rickety door open. They stood in silent wonder as they looked down upon a large group of houses built in a large cavern. Torches were scattered between the homes, giving patchy light to the people who moved between their homes.

“They are still living here!” Brooke’s voice danced with amazement. “They still fucking live here!”

They heard a man shout from below as he pointed and bounded up the stone ramp. Others followed as they ran up the ledge. “Shit, what do we do?!” Sonya looked for an escape. “Back in here!” They closed the crude door, knowing it was a temporary blockade. “They’re going to see that we took it!”
“Uh, let’s just say that Arturo grabbed it and ran!”
“What if they search our stuff?”
Brooke reached into her friend’s pack and unwrapped the figurine. She slid it down her pants and nestled it close to her privates. “No one will check there.”
“I don’t know. We should just put it back!”

Wood splintered as the door flew open. An angry man cursed them in Spanish as a stomped forward. He took their packs and tossed them to his followers. They rifled through the items, tossing them aside as they searched. The man in front wore a dirty t-shirt and jeans, with a machete hanging from his hip. He regarded them with a cold stare. “Who are you?” He asked in English.

Both girls knew some Spanish, but Brooke was better versed, so she responded in his native tongue. “We are just cave explorers, we just stumbled down here. We won’t say a thing, we promise!”
“Dumb Americans.” He sized them up with his eyes. “Strip.” The nervous girls looked to one another. “Now!”

Sonya took off her helmet, unlaced her hiking boots, and slid her coveralls onto the floor. The tank top was stretched upon her fleshy chest with her nipples showing through. Her belly was visible beneath the raised shirt, giving her a very pregnant appearance. Her butt had widened as well, making it difficult to slip out of her muddy garb.  Her skin felt tight and warm, inside and out.

She did a double take as she noticed Brooke had expanded similarly. Her breasts had grown a few cup sizes, but her notable gain was in her squishy rump and puffed out belly. Her once firm backside had doubled, expanding her hips and upper thighs to match. With a more pronounced pear shape from behind, her growth caused a great deal of trouble as she tried to take the lower section of clothes off. She grunted as she fought to slip her snug coveralls over her widened hips.

The man laughed as he drew a pocketknife and grabbed a small section of her clothes, cutting them just enough for her to slip them off. Sonya could see her bigger ass still looked young and tight, in spite of its size. Sonya stared for a moment at her friend’s noticeably larger stomach. She gasped, as she finally understood what she was seeing – Brooke’s belly was getting bigger as she watched.

“You two found your way into our relic chamber. We doubt it was by chance.” The man directed another man behind him down the hall. “We will check on our item while you wait.”
“Our guide, Arturo took it!” Brooke exclaimed, shaking with fright, seemingly unaware that her midsection was expanding. “He is heading out of the cave as we speak!”

The man shared another laugh with his companions. “He took it and you don’t have anything to do with it?” Brooke agreed hurriedly. “Well, I guess we should apologize then!” He reached forward, putting his palm upon her crotch. “But, what are you hiding down here?” He maneuvered the object and Brooke’s expression showed discomfort and surprise as he pushed the small figure into her pussy. “Guess it’s nothing. I don’t feel it anymore.”

Brooke’s belly continued growing as the man stepped back and spoke. “You don’t notice that you’re both puffing up like a fucking balloon? See, you dumb Americans try to steal the idol we found, but you’re too stupid to see that it’s a fucking trap!”

Brooke looked nine month’s pregnant at this point, and her breasts had grown as well. Giving her complete female curves that made her look awkwardly large, but still very desirable. The man walked over and reached beneath the girl’s enormous belly, moving her panties aside. He felt around for a moment before sliding out the stone idol. Brooke whimpered, lifting her hips as he pulled. He held the glistening object for everyone to see.

“This thing turns women into the fat cows they’re meant to be.” He looked into Sonya’s eyes. “Your turn.” He offered the wet statuette. “Put this in you.”
“Fuck you!”
The man rolled his eyes as he put his knife away and drew his machete, pointing it at Brooke’s distended belly. “Now!”

Tears welled in her eyes as Sonya took the slippery idol and pushed it past her underwear, into her unprepared pussy. It made a squishing sound as she worked it inside, using her friend’s juices for lubrication. She moved her panties to hold it in place. The man nodded with a smile as he used his off hand to slap her crotch, forcing it in entirely. Sonya grabbed her privates and fell to her knees, grunting in agony.

“It wasn’t in all the way.” He sheathed his weapon, directing the other three men to help her stand again. They marched them to the doorway. As they passed their backpacks, Sonya could see the end of a red tube. She knew the danger, but she decided to try anyway.

She lunged, grabbing the flare as she fell onto her bloated belly and rolled against the wall. She twisted the cap and blinded everyone with the shimmering flame. She pushed it into the closest man’s stomach as he tried to grab her. She used all of her strength to jump up, stumbling for a moment before unintentionally tackling the other two men who stepped in front of Brooke.

The dominant man finally stepped in, his machete high as he was about to swing. A sizzling white flame pressed into his arm, causing the blade to tumble behind him. Brooke followed-up by using her added weight to plow the man backwards, knocking him over the edge of the stone ramp. He grabbed a jutting section of rock at the last moment, struggling to hoist himself back up the sheer stone’s edge.

The two girls got to their feet and trotted heavily down the ramp, glancing back at the recovering men. Sonya left the object in place, knowing that any pause might get them caught. They made it to the first few houses before they could see the angry group of men ambling down the pathway.

They could see a woman scrubbing the floor in one of the door-less homes. “Help us, please!” Brooke begged in Spanish. “They’re trying to hurt us!”
The older woman scrambled to her feet, shocked by the intruders. “Help, they’re here! They’re here!” She screamed.

Sonya grabbed Brooke’s hand, leading her outside and between two of the roughly made structures. They wound their way through the torch lit town, finding a window into an uninhabited home. Brooke went first; her tight, full-figure still had enough strength to jump through the opening. She grunted as she landed upon the stone floor. Grumbling as she crawled aside. “Hurry!”

Sonya grew huge since the object was inserted. She could see her arms were notably larger, leading to her wider shoulders. Her legs were also massive now, leading to her huge rump, which had tripled in size, growing wider and expanding backward, but still remaining pliable and soft to the touch. Her breasts hung low on either side of her stomach, looking as big as basketballs and were surprisingly springy, bouncing out whenever they bumped her belly.

She tried to roll herself over the brick window frame, barely able to get her massive stomach through. She tumbled forward, but was stopped abruptly by her widened hips, which couldn’t fit through the opening. The motion caused the object she retained to slip halfway out and she could feel her juices trailing down her thighs. She struggled, but was unable to work herself free, hanging over the sill, her feet just above the cave floor.

“Just go, Brooke! They’re coming!” She could hear footsteps approaching from outside the home.
“There has to be a way…”
“Just go and send help. If they get us both then we’re screwed!”
The inflated woman nodded, leaving her lover to the approaching townsfolk. Sonya nearly cried as she watched the girl with the now hefty frame stumble through the doorway and bound clumsily around a corner. Within moments, she could hear men laughing behind her.
“You got a nice ass, chica.” The man spoke English as he grabbed two handfuls of her ass cheeks. Multiple hands groped her as she waited in place, unable to resist. She felt the hands spread her apart and slip the cold object out before a sudden warmth filled her loins. “Pinche puta, you’re gonna get used to this real fast.”
His cock felt small due to her added bulk. The man pumped her quickly, causing her full belly to rub upon the stone. She grumbled as another man stepped through the doorway ahead.

The leader smirked, watching her as she was fucked through the opening in the small house. He stepped forward and knelt, pinching her nipples, violently shaking her gargantuan, hanging breasts. “You’re a fucking cow now.” The man spoke in his native tongue. He worked her nipples, and to her amazement, she saw a stream of white liquid squirt onto the ground. The man used both hands to grab her right tit and put it in his mouth, drinking her breast milk as the man behind her continued, increasing his pace. Mere moments passed before he shot his warm fluid into her pussy. He filled her and stepped back, calling from beyond the blocked window frame. “All done!”

The man in front took another gulp before he let her boob swing back into place. He pushed her up and the men behind pulled, unsticking the bulky woman. They paraded her slowly to the center of the town, leading her inside the largest building she saw. To her horror, she saw Brooke sitting upon a stone bench next to two older, similarly inflated women. “I’m sorry Sonya.” They were both teary eyed as the men directed Sonya to sit alongside her friend.

“What are you going to do to us?” Sweat caused Sonya’s reddish hair to stick to her freckled neck.
“You used the artifact, so you’re going to provide for us now.”
“I don’t understand; how can we help you like this?” Brooke chimed in.

Arturo, their former partner, stepped in before the man could respond, smiling as he bowed his head. “You will provide nourishment and other services.”
“What?” She asked, dumfounded.
“You can give us enough milk to feed half the town. We didn’t expect to have both couples make it, but we aren’t complaining.”
“Our families will be looking for us! They know where we are!” Sonya exclaimed.

“No one will find you. You are two dumb American girls who went cave exploring in a foreign country. They’ll search the area for a time, but they’ll give up and assume you died. We’ve done this for a long time. Tourists are easy to deal with as long as you show a little patience.”

“What do you mean ‘other services?’” Brooke questioned.
“You’ll give us children for many years.”
“Why? You have plenty of women down here, why use us?”
“Those are our wives. We use you for kids to send topside. You’d be surprised how many people will pay for foreign children.” The leader slipped the idol from his pocket. “This little thing has been great for us. It only effects women and outsiders are always drawn here once we give them a lead.” He patted Arturo on the shoulder. “So, my friend, which do you prefer?”

Arturo stroked his chin as he thought. “This one seems more defiant, I like that.” He gestured to Sonya.
“Very well, you can do the honor.”
Sonya’s heart skipped a beat as Arturo took the artifact from the leader and spit on the rounded end. “You fight me and I will make your friend here regret it.” Brooke shuddered as he glared at her. He rubbed the moist tip on Sonya’s hidden lower opening, pressing it in and working it deeper. Soon it was in entirely, but the man kept pushing. He slipped his knuckles inside and then his wrist. The rounded object slid deeper, ushered by the man’s hand. He made it nearly to his elbow when he stopped and pulled his arm out with a wet slurping sound.

“You really gobbled it up down there! I see you’re becoming more accommodating. We will have to keep something in there to keep you pleased, won’t we?” He rubbed his hands upon her massive, curvy body. “You’re going to look nice in a few hours. You won’t be able to move ever again, but we’ll take good care of you.” The man laughed.

Brooke had fallen asleep somehow, unexplainably tired from the days ordeals. She turned and craned her neck. Sonya had gone from a slim, muscular woman into a heaping mess. She was enormous; all aspects of her body had grown. She sat a few feet taller, her pudgy arms crossed over her mountainous tits. Brooke noticed her belly was nearly as big as she was now. Sonya’s hips had spread outward and backward, pressing against her side and against the stone wall behind them. Her thick legs were stuck straight out, locked in place by her stomach.

“Oh my god!” Brooke couldn’t think of what to say.
“It’s okay,” Sonya’s puffed cheeks caused her words to slur. “He took it out a while ago.” He said I’m not going to get any bigger.”
Brooke was in tears, concerned for her friend. “Doesn’t it hurt?”
“No, no, it feels so nice now. He put a few things in me and it feels sooo nice.”
“What are you talking about?!”
“My body feels great when I orgasm now. You should try it. I mean, it’s better when you get bigger, but I think you’ll still like it.”
“She’s gone.” The other inflated woman said distantly. “He said that she’s going to get addicted to the feeling faster since she’s bigger.” She sighed. “We all will, I guess.”
The nameless woman’s partner burst into tears. “We’re all going to die down here!”
There was a long silence from the other two. Brooke finally turned to her friend. “What did he put in you?”
“Rocks. They feel great when I move!” Her eyes lit up as she looked down. “He said he has to take them out when he comes back, but I’m enjoying every second of it now!” Her enormous body shifted. A smooth stone clacked as it slid from between her legs. “Ooooh!” She quivered with delight.

The Favored Part III

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It had been a rough few days. Nora and Krina had to take shifts to gather as much food and water as they could while the other watched the children and kept Kell satisfied. He wore them both out, using their bodies every few hours. He didn’t care that Krina had a shaft as he did, he only wanted her ass.

Krina didn’t seem to mind his massive organ in her rump. It certainly caused her anguish and pain, but it also brought enjoyment after some time. The deepest he’d been able to go was about halfway before he blew his load, and she seemed to enjoy that part.

Now waiting with the kids, Nora was heavily pregnant again, and she knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to move by tomorrow. She knew her next child would be the same size as Kell and she was not looking forward to the final day of pregnancy or the birth itself. But, she had no choice. Nora regretted following Krina to the mistress that day. If she had stayed back then she wouldn’t have been punished alongside her. At least she had grown accustomed to Kell’s increased size.

Krina’s children looked to be about 3 or 4 already. They grew faster than normal and ate constantly. Krina was unable to feed them, as her nipples allowed too much milk through; she didn’t want to risk choking the kids. That was another burden Nora took upon herself until they grew.

They drank from Nora as Kell stood with a hungry look in his eyes. She knew that he wasn’t approaching her for food. Nora held the two children in her arms, one attached to each breast as she spread her legs for him. She knew she had to keep him entertained or he might head back into town and get into trouble. He knew to bring his organ around for her to lick upon. She gagged a few times before he moved into position between her legs. He held her belly lightly as he pushed in.

Nora used short, quick breaths to alleviate the initial pain. Once that passed, it felt pleasant. She made sure the children in her arms were secure and watched her son’s face as he pounded her. She could see him building to climax slowly. Enjoying it, Nora squeezed him down there, causing him to go into a frenzy. He held the back of the chair as he slammed her, causing her belly to sway and the children to detach from her breasts. She held them firmly as they cried, but pleasure was all that dominated her mind. Her son blasted his juice into her as he slowed. Nora couldn’t use her hands, instead she moved her hips hurriedly upon him.

Kell whimpered as he withdrew, overwhelmed by the feeling. Nora could curse the heavens as he ruined her orgasm. Still unable to touch herself for the wonderful release, she quivered in partial climax, kicking her legs weakly. “No, no, no! Why did you pull out, Kell?” She gave him a venomous glare.

“Sorry, mom, I couldn’t take it.” He looked so stricken.
Her senses returned. “It’s okay, I was just frustrated.” He came closer for a kiss before he sat on the bed. She knew she would have to teach him to find food, but she worried he might get aroused and go in search of release during the hunt. She set her concerns aside as Krina opened the door with a basketful of apples.

They smiled, elated by the bounty she had gathered. Nora ate two as Kell carefully took the children and played with them upon the bed. They bounced and giggled as he made silly noises. Nora took a few minutes to milk Krina’s breasts. The young children couldn’t drink it yet, but there was no reason to let the milk go to waste. They had decided to drink it themselves.

After that, Nora’s mind wandered back to her primal urges. She walked close and lightly stroked Krina’s limp organ. It rose as her fingers wrapped around it. “Want some release?” Krina nodded, having only reached climax through the rough encounters with Kell.

Nora sat upon a chair and guided the small-framed woman closer. Nora took Krina’s swollen organ into her mouth, licking the bottom with her tongue. She carefully allowed it deeper and deeper until her nose pressed into the girl’s bush. Nora choked as she pulled back. Thick saliva glistened upon the girl’s cock as she stepped around and got on her knees. Krina moved her legs apart and found the spot easily.

Watching the doe-eyed girl in front of her, Nora felt her warm, soft shaft slide inside. “Go all the way.” Krina made no complaints, moving in until it was in to the hilt. It felt amazing with a woman’s gentle touch. Moving her hands upon her distended belly, Krina knew exactly how to arouse her. Nora opened her eyes to see Kell watching them from the bed, and he was fully aroused. She knew this was bound to happen.

Krina closed her eyes and leaned forward. Nora took the opportunity, signaling for her son to be quiet as she pointed to Krina’s backside. Better her than me, Nora thought selfishly. Kell sneakily moved behind her and knelt. He used his own saliva, rubbing the natural lubricant upon himself liberally. Nora nodded to him as she held Krina’s head high and gave her a passionate kiss.

The girl’s eyes doubled in size as her lips pressed into Nora’s. The girl gave a muffled scream as Kell slipped it in her ass. Kell smiled behind her, unaware of the pain she had to be enduring. Krina could not escape, pegged in place between them. She wrapped her arms around Nora’s belly, but she knew to be gentle. She moved her hips in a desperate attempt to alleviate the pain, but Kell took that as a sign of enjoyment. Kell’s expression turned serene. She could tell he was deeper than he had ever been before.

Krina finally pulled away from Nora’s deep kiss. “Oh gods, don’t move.” Kell ignored her and pressed a little more. She screamed, clutching Nora’s hips.
Nora couldn’t stymy a giggle as she felt the girl’s cock throbbing inside her. Close to finishing as well, Nora pressed her hips forward, causing Kell to increase his pace. Krina gasped as she shook, awash with sensations. Kell must have thought Krina was moving her hips still, as he pressed deeper until he finally blew his load. Krina whimpered, lying limply atop her pregnant friend as his seed invaded her.

Nora was so close. She disregarded her friend’s discomfort and continued moving her hips until she finally hit the peak. She felt her insides tense upon Krina’s cock, which caused her to back onto Kell’s cock. This, in turn, caused Kell to pull back. His cock slid out with a wet noise, finally freeing the shaky girl between them.

Nora gave a genuine laugh, causing her belly to shake. She watched them both stagger backward from the overwhelming pleasure. “That was fun!”
Krina was unable to form a complete sentence. She staggered before plopping onto the bed.
“I got the whole thing in this time, Mom.” He rubbed Krina’s shoulder as she fell asleep, his seed flowed down her thigh.

A short while later Nora decided to teach him how to gather water from the nearby stream. This allowed him to wash up as well as use some of his energy. They spent a few hours before returning. Krina was still sound asleep even though both children were crying. Their diapers were soiled. Nora showed Kell how to change them and then, once cleaned, they decided it was time for sleep. They had constructed two separate beds, one for the kids, and one for Nora, as she was quite expansive at this point. She drifted to sleep, seeing her son sleeping with her friend. She smiled.

Nora stirred from her dream as Kell lay beside her. He rubbed her shoulder. “Kell, no, I can’t take it again.”
“The back, then?”
She couldn’t say no to his sad eyes. “Fine, just go slow, okay.” This would be her first time. He came around and allowed her to lick the tip. Moving behind her again, he spread her cheeks and pressed his tongue into her backside. She gasped from the unexpected sensation. He nestled behind her and inserted the tip. It burned as it slid in, causing overwhelming pain. “No, no, just wait!”

After the pain lessened, she gave him the okay. He pressed in a little more and the pain returned. “No, stop again!”
He grunted, as he continued to snake the massive organ into her virgin ass. She panicked, slapping his hip frantically as she wailed. She could feel his heated fluid erupting into a place where it should not. He pulled back as he filled her, causing the pain to subside as she waited for him to finish. “Ow! Ugh, almost done back there?”
“Just a little more… Okay” He took it out. Nora had to hurry outside, as she could barely hold it in. She waddled to the bushes to relieve herself.

It hurt, but she was glad that he didn’t go in the front again. Tired and sore, she rejoined them. Everyone except Kell was asleep to her surprise. Kell smiled as he helped her into bed and kissed her goodnight. The next morning Nora was unable to rise, as she had feared. Kell tried to mount her, but Nora was in no mood.

Krina shunned him as well, opting to use her mouth instead of her lower opening. She straddled him as he lay in bed. The children played on the floor, uncaring of the scene happening nearby. Krina brought her head down, swallowing his shaft cautiously, trying not to retch. Her throat bulged out as the thick slab of meat moved farther down her windpipe. She was nearly halfway before she gagged loudly, recoiling and sputtering as she coughed. She attempted to swallow it again, but didn’t get nearly as far this time.

She pressed her milk-filled breasts together around his organ. She tried to get him closer to orgasm, moving up and down vigorously. As she came higher, she accidentally slipped. His cock caught under her left breast and snapped upward violently. Somehow, it stopped on her nipple. Aghast, she could see that the tip had opened it and was going inside the nipple. She watched with confusion as his massive cock slid deeper into her weighted left breast.

“How is this possible…” Krina looked to Nora. Kell didn’t care as he began fucking her chest. He easily pressed through her nipple until he hit her ribs. He was in less than halfway in, but he obviously enjoyed the feeling. Milk sprayed out as he humped her bosom. Krina held her tit as he pounded it, causing her to fight to stay in place above him. He held her shoulders as he neared completion. Moaning, he blasted a load into her milk-filled breast. She watched it expand outward, growing with each pulse.

Krina raised her chest; a small amount of milk dribbled onto the bed as he popped free. Her left breast was notably larger than the other. “My gods. You’ll have to do this one later to keep them even. I had no idea she meant that I could have more through these things!” Krina was giddy at the thought. “I always wished I could have four or five kids.”

A short time later she enticed Kell to slip into her right breast. Krina went to her knees and parted her large nipple to allow him access. Again he hit her ribs as he pressed in, but this time he stood with enough of an angle to go farther. Nora watched as his massive cock pressed the bottom skin of her breast downward, causing it to shake in a satisfying manner as he pleased himself. The girl looked so small compared to the man who towered above her.

Nora knew that the child in her belly would soon come into this world. I don’t know if I can handle another boy who loves me as often as he does. Kell will mate with others, but I know he wants me the most. The visible shaft of Kell’s cock throbbed, and her right tit vibrated as it grew. His seed mixed with the milk, increasing her breast to regain symmetry.

Krina set out with Kell and taught him how to forage. Nora rested, sleeping longer as the child inside her grew. The children crawled atop her to drink occasionally. She panicked at one point when she watched them go outside. Unable to move, she feared that they might wander to danger, but instead they returned. She was pleased to hear that they had learned to relieve themselves outside. They only spoke a few words, but Nora was glad to see their minds growing to match their size. Krina was elated when Nora shared what had transpired.

Another day passed and they followed a similar routine. That evening, the next child came.

The water erupted and shortly after Nora began pushing. Everyone gathered as Krina guided the adult-sized baby from Nora’s lower lips. Nora shrieked and wailed as she parted, allowing the unnaturally large shoulders to pass. The laborious ordeal lasted a few minutes until she was finally able to push hard enough. Once the shoulders were free, she knew it would be easy for the child to slide the rest of the way. “Oh my gods!” Nora yelled. “Why did it stop? It hurts so much!”

“It’s a girl! Keep pushing!” Krina watched with amazement as the buxom woman’s breasts were pressed against Nora’s stretching hole. Krina slipped her hands beneath the girl’s arms and tugged, Nora gave a piercing howl as the girl slipped past the obstruction. The girl’s slippery body moved the rest of the distance with ease. She came to rest upon the floor, crying and flailing. Krina cut her cord with a sharp rock and used some spare water to wash her. Krina cleaned the mess as the mother and daughter rested together. The others played, stealing glances of their new friend.

Nora awoke to the sound of a scuffle. Her new daughter angrily swatted Kell as he stood beside the bed. Krina was gone, so he had tried to mate with his mother and her daughter thought he was attacking. Nora knew she had to let him use her, in spite of her soreness. She soothed them and turned over. It felt awkward resting upon her heavy breasts, but she didn’t want to stand. Nora licked her fingers and used them to prepare her ass as she sucked upon his shaft. She gave him the go-ahead and he moved behind her.

It hurt immensely as it entered. Nora tried to mask the pain, but she had to stop him a couple of times. “See it’s okay.” Nora’s daughter watched uncertainly. I hate it in the butt, but I can’t get pregnant again, I have to teach him first. Trapped air made noise as he started moving with rhythm, She gripped the edge of the bed with white-knuckles as he slowly moved deeper into her ass. He wasn’t even halfway in when she felt his seed blasting inside her.

He pulled out and stepped away. Nora turned onto her side and motioned her daughter to lay with her again. She had watched beside them, and now she seemed relieved it was over. Nora marveled at her new daughter. Her gentle face, large breasts, and wide hips: she was perfect. “I think I will name you Samara.” The woman beside her gave a proud smile. I have amazing children.

The Favored Part II

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Nora awoke to the motion of her son having sex with her friend yet again. She watched him moving rhythmically as she clung tightly to him. Kell had grown so much over the past few days. Among other things, he had learned to last longer, which did wonders for their mating habits.

Beside them in bed, Nora moved a hand between her legs and explored herself, imagining her masculine son was inside of her. Nora moved between them to steal a kiss from Kell as he came closer to completion. Krina dug her nails into his back as he gave her another dose of his seed. Nora increased her pace and soon she climaxed next to them.

“Amazing. I will gather us some food for the evening.” Nora slid out of bed.

“Drink before you go?” Kell asked, having learned how to speak simple phrases.

Nora offered her breast as he knelt on the edge of the bed. He sucked roughly as she waited, trying to hide her discomfort. Her breasts were sore from all of the feedings. She was thankful, however, that he ate fruits now. She hoped to teach him how to hunt soon enough.

“I have to go back and wish for these to come out.” Krina rubbed her hands along the sides of her immense breasts. “I can’t go on with these.”

“But you know two visits aren’t allowed!” Nora reminded her as her son continued drinking.

“Did you see how many people were there? She probably won’t even remember me.”

“She’s the vassal of a god. Besides, look at yourself. Please don’t do it.”

They argued for a time, but Krina had her mind set, and Nora wouldn’t let her go alone. Once Kell finished they made their way back into town. Their furs had been torn, and the weather was nice, so they went without clothing. The line was short this time, as most people had learned not to tempt fate. Nora only wished Krina knew that lesson.

Inside the shack, the big-breasted woman behind the table grinned as they stepped forward. Nora started to speak, but Krina cut her off. “Please, mistress, I came for your blessing and you gave me children that cannot be born. I know I shall be able to recruit many more worshipers for the great God Kinok if I had some children to spread his great name.”

The woman smirked, stopping herself a few times before she finally spoke. “Your groveling is impressive. I will allow them into this world as well as many more within a shorter time. Though, I must punish you for breaking the rule regarding a second visit.” The raven-haired woman made a shunning gesture. Krina could feel her body shrinking.

Nora gave a startled expression. “You’re getting younger.”

Krina’ body shrank subtly. Her blemished skin now smooth, her hair grew fuller. Krina now looked slightly younger than Nora. Both appeared to be just past the cusp of womanhood, having just filled out. At the same time, there was an odd sensation between her legs; she looked down to see a newly formed organ hanging.

The mistress laughed. “As for you two, you’re going to be punished as well.” She made another gesture and Nora saw Kell’s member lengthen. It doubled in size, dwarfing Krina’s.

Nora was confused, afraid to ask. “What happened to me?”

“You will always have children faster, within a weeks’ time. And you may not see it, but the boy will be far more… loving now. Be thankful that I have been so kind and leave!” The guards forcefully led them outside.

“Let’s go home and prepare for your children, Krina.” Nora stepped ahead, but suddenly a hand held her hip while another pressed her forward. In the middle of town, Kell had become aroused. Nora saw surprised onlookers as he prodded between her thighs. “Ow, ow, not here!” He made it clear that he was not about to stop due to spectators. “Wait, at least get it wet.”

Krina grabbed his shaft and told him to wait. She bent down to suck it for a moment. His size meant that he only barely fit in her mouth. After a few attempts that ended in her audible gagging, she stood and allowed him to go into his mother. Nora panted as her son pressed into her. His thickness had increased, causing the encounter to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. He didn’t seem to understand that his increased girth caused discomfort, as he pounded her incessantly. She squeaked in pain as he mounted her in front of a large crowd. Public sex wasn’t uncommon since the mistress had arrived, but it was still frowned upon. It also meant other possible mates would get involved.

A burly man approached and shed his furs. He held his erection, which was not as large as Kell’s, but it certainly looked impressive. He strutted, showing his muscles, clearly trying to scare the boy away. Yet, Kell didn’t know to be frightened of the man. It came as a shock to the newcomer, as he probably rarely had anyone stand up to him. Instead of fighting for Nora, the man found another woman in the crowd.

He hoisted her leg high and entered her easily, as she must have been aroused as well. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he rammed into her. The man glanced over his shoulder to Nora.

She still felt discomfort, but now it was mostly pleasure. He held her hips as he continued pounding her. Nora leaned too far and stumbled forward, tensing upon him. This caused his pace to increase. Kell’s cock quaked inside her, filling her with thick goo.

Nora liked the feeling, but she was unable to orgasm by this point. She watched the other couple finish. Nora’s eyes also glanced to Krina’s erect cock. She had been aroused by the whole event. Kell dismounted, allowing Nora to walk to her friend. Nora bent forward and presented herself to Krina.

The young woman with weighted breasts and a upright cock slipped it inside without hesitation. Nora greatly enjoyed the smaller size of her member; it slid in using her son’s seed as lubricant. They both breathed heavily, and after a short time Nora reached the orgasm which had previously eluded her. The sensation was enough to send Krina to orgasm as well. She pulsed inside, giving Nora aftershocks as more people had joined in couples and trios around them.

A mixture of fluids ran down Nora’s thighs as she stepped away. She saw Kell inside another woman. Kinok, had cursed this one; she sat atop a mound of flesh, and upon inspection, it appeared to be connected. The mistress’ had caused her posterior to grow impractically large, while leaving the rest of her body small and undeveloped. The woman was immobile due to her gigantic butt, leaving her at the mercy of the townsfolk. Kell was exploiting that fact.

Kell lay upon the woman, who in turn, rested upon the two mounds of skin beneath her. Kell held her shoulders as she moaned loudly. He rocked back and forth, penetrating her completely. Nora thought about stopping him, but knew she probably couldn’t make a difference, as he was twice her size. She also couldn’t handle his organ in her again so soon, and she allowed him to continue. The girl gave pitiful grunts as he pummeled her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he tensed, squealing as he filled her. Nora thought she might have been enjoying it.

Nora helped her son as he crawled from atop the unmovable woman. She promised to bring the woman food the next time they visited the town, but the woman refused. “Everyone is so kind to me. I have a few other mates who support me, and I couldn’t possibly ask for support from someone so… large.” The woman sniffled. “Thank you, but you can keep him.” It was nice to see people helping one another in Kinok’s wake. Nora gave a sad smile as she tugged her sons arm. Krina followed.

They witnessed a few other favored followers as Nora ushered her son and friend out of town. A girl promised that whatever went into her pussy turned into gold. She was trying to find someone to have mate with her, assuring any man who would listen that they would be fine with a golden penis, but so far, no one had risked it for the promise of wealth. Kell had a look in his eye as if he might step forward, but Nora stopped him. “She is dangerous, no.” He seemed to understand.

Another woman had her mouth and lower lips swapped. Wearing no clothes allowed her to talk from between her legs. She sat with her female friend, who had to redirect all the men that gravitated too close. It was odd to see her normally hidden lips acting with expressions as her voice came from below.

One man waved them closer. His stomach was alarmingly large as he leaned back against a tree. Resting his hand upon his belly, he breathed heavily. “Please, help me!”

Nora was confused. “What did the mistress do to you?”

“She cursed me to swell until I released my seed. I was doing fine until my mate was ‘blessed’ and turned into a bird. She flew away and left me to burst! Just give me release and I can move again.”

Kell stopped her this time, giving her a warning with his eyes.

“I can’t, I’m sorry.”

The man looked dejectedly to Krina. “Please. I’m going to explode!”

She scoffed. “How do I get to it? I’m not putting my head down there. I might suffocate and these would get in the way.” Krina held her enormous breasts before gesturing to her limp organ. “I have this thing now so I can’t do that either.”

“Just let me go in the other hole.” The man whined. “Please, just help me!”

“Fine.” Krina waited for him to slide lower, allowing her to see his hard cock beneath the expansive belly. She turned and sat on his legs, backing up to his stomach. She wiggled her tiny behind under the pile of flesh and felt his cock touching her other hole.

“Lick your hand and use it on yourself.” The man suggested. “it will go in more easily.”

She did as he said, using her saliva to moisten her entrance as well as his shaft. It took a few tries, but eventually they connected. The tip went in a little too quickly, sending a wave of pain over Krina. Her breasts rested upon the grass as she fought through it, and after a few moments, she leaned back, sitting on him entirely. Krina’s organ suddenly hardened, resting on the grass beneath them.

“Bounce a little.” The man clenched his teeth as Krina moved upon him. He held her hips awkwardly from beside his belly. Before long, he grunted and began shooting.

Nora and Kell watched their friend’s stomach blast outward at an unbelievable pace. Each discharge visibly forced her skin outward before settling in her tummy. Krina gave a startled yelp as she accepted the flow and within seconds, she unwillingly achieved orgasm. She shot streams onto the ground as her belly continued to fill.

She began whimpering once the climax passed. The poor girl was unable to get off as he continued pouring his seed into her. Meanwhile, his stomach slowly shrank, as the fluid quickly transferred between them. His shrinking belly caused her to lie back. Hers continued to expand, weighting them both down.

“Please, please, stop!” Krina was pinned upon him, flailing her arms and legs in a futile attempt to roll off.

“I… can’t.” The man was barely able to speak as he continued to deflate beneath her.

Nora directed Kell to push Krina off the man. Their inflated friend rolled onto her full stomach, resting on her hands and knees as her belly pressed in all directions beneath her. Once separated, the man stopped shooting immediately. He retained a potbelly, in spite of the deluge he had given to her.

He clenched his teeth and gave a low scream. “Why did you do that? I wasn’t finished!”

“You didn’t say how much would come out!”

“Please, take the last of it from me!”

“No, you deal with that on your own!” Nora grumbled as she stepped around him to help her heavily burdened friend with Kell’s assistance. The man stood behind them, looking as he may give chase, but he shook his head and went back to the village.

They brought Krina to some bushes to allow her to release the thick substance. As she emptied, Nora tried to keep her breasts covered and away from her son. This, however, merely aroused him; he stepped closer hoisted her, lowering her upon his thick shaft. Knowing she couldn’t resist, she decided to spit upon it before guiding him in. As she parted her lower lips she did something that excited her. Her dampness increased as he slowly pressed her upon his throbbing organ. She started moving her hips as he held her sides. It took some time before she could fit it entirely, but once in, she wrapped her legs around him and hugged him.

Nora felt his breath upon her neck as he increased the pace. His tight, tanned skin felt warm as she gripped it. He slid his arms under her legs and held her as he hammered her. Nora clenched her eyes, pressing her chest closer and grappling his shoulders as tightly as possible. Her milk-laden breasts squished between them as he moved her lower half back and forth. Warmth invaded her lower region as he unloaded inside of her once again. He lowered her and she stumbled, as both were weak after the encounter. She was quite amazed that she had taken the entirety of it.

Krina watched them with a tired smile. They continued to their shack. Just before reaching the door, Krina yelped in surprise. She dropped to her knees as water sprayed from her nipples. “They’re coming!”

Nora could do little more than watch as a small head sprouted from one dilated nipple. Krina found a way to push, and within minutes, a baby girl entered the world. Shortly after, another girl came to the world via the second breast. They cleaned the children and cut their cords before wrapping them in furs. Nora held one, as did Krina. Kell inspected them, watching them with child-like wonder.

Nora touched her stomach, thinking of her next child to come. She became nervous as she tried to think of how to feed and teach all of these new children. The small child in her arms distracted her, so she decided her problems could wait until tomorrow.

Gender Dominance

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“I know far more than your fragile female mind could ever handle.” Gabriel spoke with derision.
Chantal was used to her brother’s misogyny, “You blow hard! You could never outwit me when dealing with magic. You just hate that a female can outmatch you, don’t you?”
He paused, “Women can’t grasp the complicated magic at work. That’s why I am a master conjurer and you are a simple alteration mage.”
She would take no more. She raised her hands and spoke a whispered sentence. She grinned as she watched him grab his lower region with a shocked expression. His chest swelled and caused his baggy tunic to become taught. His hair grew just below his shoulders and his face changed subtly. He had become a woman within minutes. He grabbed his bosom, eyes wide.

Chantal grinned, “Gabriella? I think that suits you.”
“What in the world did you do?! How?”
“It would appear you don’t understand how much I can alter.” Chantal yanked her sister’s too-small tunic over her head.
“Change me back this instant.” Gabriella covered her breasts.
“No, I think you need to learn to enjoy being a woman for a while.”
“Change me back NOW!” She stomped her foot before tearing her sister’s thin nightgown in an act of defiance, stripping her nude.
Chantal was angry for a moment. Then she giggled, “No, not until you learn your place.”
“Maybe you should learn your place as well.” Gabriel spoke a phrase. Chantal felt something strange in her stomach – she could see something… moving! She could see the outline of something beneath her skin. She grabbed her trembling belly as the object traced its way, lower and lower, until she felt it trying to get out. She could not resist the pressure against her rectum as it exited. It opened easily as the thick, slimy creature moved down her leg, onto the floor. She knelt down in discomfort, allowing the strange sensation to finish. “A snake! You put a fucking snake in me?” There was a pop as the snake vanished before her eyes.

Her cohort grinned, “Yep, how do you like that, you serpent!”
Chantal was livid. “I’ll show you a fucking snake!” She muttered a phrase and looked down, pleased to see an object growing between her legs. It quickly took form and grew – an erect penis, nearly as large as her small forearm. “Let’s see what you think of being the woman!”

Gabriella’s mouth was wide with shock… until a wry smile spread across her face. “It’s so fucking huge!”

“I knew this is what you’ve always wanted. You were just trapped in a man’s body!” Chantal moved closer, pushing her sister’s shoulder down. Gabriella knelt as instructed and put her lips upon the soft, fresh member. She could only fit a small portion down her throat at first. Chantal pressed farther, causing her to gag and pull away. Chantal held her head in place as she pressed her hips forward as much as possible. Gabriella finally wriggled free and gasped as drool ran down her chest, along her newly-formed breasts.

Chantal lifted, helping her to stand. Unlacing her sister’s pants, she slid them to the ground.
“Did that thing take the place of your pussy?”
“Yep, I haven’t figured out how to have both yet.”
The sisters stumbled to a nearby table. Gabriella sat upon the table’s edge. She licked her finger and reached behind her sibling, finding her way between Chantal’s cheeks, she pressed inside. Chantal moaned softly, sliding her meaty cock upon Gabriella’s belly as she inserted another finger into her ass, followed by another.

“Ugh, I can’t wait. Open up, Sister.” Gabriella removed her fingers and leaned back with an inviting glance. Chantal rubbed her massive penis along Gabriella’s soft mound, hurriedly searching for her new opening. She felt warmth and pressed in slightly; once she knew it was the right spot she thrust forcefully. She shrieked as she felt a shot of sudden pain from her behind. She fell forward, trying to move away from the agonizing discomfort, but it only worsened.

“Fuck yourself, sibling.” Gabriella whispered as she grabbed her sister’s butt, wrapping her legs around her hips, pulling her closer. “How does your ass feel?”
Chantal could only manage a pained moan as she was pulled forward, balls deep in her own ass.
“I didn’t feel like being your play-thing so I made a portal from my entrance to yours.” The mischievous girl relaxed her grasp before pulling her victim closer again. Chantal squeaked at each slight movement, unable to reduce her discomfort. Then she started moving on her own. She leaned forward and began pumping herself through the portal.

“You’re not supposed to enjoy it, you hussy!”
Chantal ignored her sister and moved faster, pulling out before pressing back in to the hilt again and again. She pushed in and paused for a moment, trying to prolong the feeling. Abruptly, she moaned loudly and pumped frantically. She quivered as her seed shot through the portal and into her own ass. Gabriella rolled her eyes as she watch her sister, sweating and panting on top of her. Chantal backed away, her member now hanging limply.

“I thought men were only motivated by the temptation of the flesh, dear sister!”
“In most cases they are… dear sister.”
“Change me back now or things will get worse!” Her eyes narrowed as she sat with her legs still spread.
“Of course not! In fact, I think you should be more womanly!” Chantal waved her hands and watched her sister grasp her chest. Her breasts began growing steadily, weighted by liquid. “You cow!” The mounds of flesh poured beyond Gabriella’s grasp, rolling through her fingers and onto her arms; she gave up, allowing them to hang freely as they inflated; she balled her fists and muttered a spell.

Chantal felt something in her again, although different this time. She could feel some sort of liquid pouring inside of her stomach. “You didn’t!”
Gabriella smiled. “Your spells always seem to backfire.” She reached up and jiggled her massive breasts, which seemed to increase the flow of milk into Chantal’s stomach.
Chantal groaned in discomfort. “Well, it’s a double edged sword, missy!” She grimaced as she pressed against her own belly.
Gabriella’s breasts grew and sagged slightly beyond her grasp as she whined, “Ow, stop!” She pressed her arms against them, trying to press the liquid into her sister.

Chantal growled, regaining enough composure to cast; this spell required concentration and delicate movements. Attempting to ignore her rapidly inflating belly, she made mystical symbols in the air. She was beginning to sweat once she spoke the last phrase. Suddenly, Gabriella’s hands pulled together; skin melding as they folded down. Within moments, they had been completely absorbed into her arms, leaving nothing but smooth, rounded stumps.

“What in the hell did you do?!”
Chantal spoke breathlessly. “I’ve learned a great many things since we last fought!”
“You idiot, now I can’t close the portals! Put them back!”
She paused. “I, uh… I don’t think I can.” Her sister’s irritated, confused glare edged her to continue. “I was upset, I didn’t mean to use it so soon, but you pissed me off! …I don’t know the spell to undo it, yet.” Milk still swelled her belly and her sister’s breasts. “I can stop the milk, however.” She spoke a phrase and the flow stopped. Gabriella’s breasts sagged halfway down her midriff. Chantal’s belly hanged an equal amount down her thighs.

“Why the hell would you cast a spell that you can’t reverse?”
“I told you, I was upset, I wasn’t thinking clearly!”
“You’re just a fucking stupid, hysterical woman!”
Chantal huffed. “And you’re fucking helpless. I know most of your spells require a hand gesture.” She squeezed her sister’s heavy breasts, forgetting that would force milk into her. She chose not to show her discomfort. “Now you’re at my mercy.” Beneath her belly, Chantal’s member remained rigid. “Now we’ll see how you like it in your ass, you bitch!”

Gabriella struggled ungracefully, but without hands, she couldn’t put up much of a fight. Chantal brought her back to the table and bent her over. She licked her fingers before pressing them into her sister’s virgin backside. Once she had been somewhat prepared, Chantal held her down as she poked between her cheeks, searching for the primed opening. Once she hit the mark, she nudged deeper as Gabriella squirmed and whined. “This time you’re going to take it!” She moved in and out, going slightly farther with each thrust. Once she was all the way in, she lifted her milk-filled belly, resting it upon Gabriella’s lower back; she held the opposite side of the table and slammed into her sister relentlessly.

It was tighter than she expected, but she wanted to punish her sister as much as possible. “Don’t fight and this will be over soon enough, bitch.” She emphasized the last term, knowing how her former brother used it on her in a similar fashion. She railed Gabriella relentlessly, feeling the fight leave her. Smiling, Chantal decided to add to her discomfort. She stood and pressed all the way in before she said a few phrases.

Gabriella shrieked and cried as she felt the organ in her ass growing. “No, no, make it stop! Get it out, get it ooout…” She trailed off, sobbing as she slammed her stumps upon the table. It grew immensely tighter around Chantal’s now double-thick cock. She slid it out slightly to inspect its girth – It was roughly the size of her wrist now. She pressed it back in and immediately was overwhelmed with delight. She began shooting her thick seed into her sister’s clenching butt. Her larger size increased the volume of her seed as well. She could feel thick streams erupting into her victim.

She reached down and put a hand on the side of her sister’s slightly swollen belly. “Someone else has a full tummy now.”
“Still not as big as yours, fat ass!”
“Well, we can fix that! Unlike a normal male I can keep going with this thing!” She started again, her belly rocking with her violent thrusts. Gabriella pleaded for her to stop, but she enjoyed it too much. She continued vigorously for a few minutes until she heard the door slam open.

She stopped, turning to see their austere mother standing in the doorway. “Chantal, what in the hell is going on?”
“Gabriel was insulting me so I put him in his place! This is Gabriella.” Chantal smiled as she pressed deeper, causing her now-sister to squeak in discomfort.

Magdalene couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her former son, now a curvaceous female with grossly oversized breasts, was bending over a table while his sister had her way with him. Chantal’s belly rested upon him as she pressed her newly formed, oversized penis into his backside. Noticing his stumps, Magdalene had to ask, “What happened to your hands?” She looked to Gabriel, who turned weakly as his sister stayed in place, buried in his ass.

“She” Chantal paused for emphasis, “put a portal in my butt! I had to stop her from casting.”

Magdalene breathed deeply. “You two can’t get along for a day? You haven’t seen each other in a month and this is how you spend your time?” Her daughters said nothing. “I am going to have to punish you both.”

Magdalene unlaced her robes, allowing them to fall to the floor. She unpinned her hazel hair, allowing it to fall to her lower back. She inspected them expressionlessly, speaking a phrase, which caused a new member to grow between her legs, this one barely larger than her daughter’s. She said another phrase and moved her hands as her daughters watched with confusion.

Abruptly, Chantal lifted her hands and watched them absorb into her arms in a similar fashion to the spell she had cast on her sister. However, the spell was still continuing. They all fixated upon her arms, which were slowly melding with her torso. Magdalene watched impassively as her daughter’s arms vanished, leaving only smooth areas below her shoulders.

Chantal was breathing heavily as her mother reached lower and grabbed her posterior.
“It put the mass down here, I see.” The slightest smile came and left their stern mother’s face. She kneaded her daughter’s larger backside.
“Where did you learn to do that?” Chantal couldn’t help being amazed, viewing her malleable butt.
“I’ve forgotten more than you know, child.” Their mother spoke a few more phrases before she pulled Chantal back, causing her to slip out of her sister’s gaping rectum.

“Chantal, lay with your back on the table. Gabriel-la… climb on top.”
Gabriella looked nervous as she saw her mother’s enormous cock. “Actually, can I take that in the front?” Their mother nodded, stopping Chantal’s complaints. Gabriella backed up and sat upon her inflated sister’s slippery organ. Gabriella whimpered as she accepted the entire thing into her ass before she leaned backwards upon her sister. Once balanced, she allowed her mother to access her pussy.

Magdalene moved forward and held her daughters legs as she lined up her massive erection. She pushed forward once she felt the inviting warmth of her lower lips. She leaned forward and pushed in; this pressed Gabriella back onto her sister’s stomach. Magdalene heard them both whine and grunt in discomfort.

Gabriella felt her lower opening stretch painfully wide, but didn’t feel anything deeper; it was an odd sensation, but she knew the portal was doing its job in her sister’s ass. She could feel liquid expanding her already large breasts again. She placed her arms upon them, but her mother slapped them away. They sagged to her sides as her mom and sister fucked her. At this point, she regretted the portal in her front opening, as she could not get any womanly satisfaction, only pain in her backside.

Meanwhile, Chantal’s stomach was smashed under their weight. However, it didn’t compare to the sharp pain she felt in her backside as her mother’s rod pressed deeper. She laid in agony as her mother railed her unintentionally. She could see Gabriella’s breasts had grown even larger and now nearly rested on the table at their sides. Her stomach felt nearly empty, and now she focused entirely on the pain in her ass.

She looked up to see Magdalene losing her composure – her eyes rolled back and her chin quivered. Chantal felt a pulsing explosion in her bowels. Thick streams of cum coated her insides as her mother orgasmed. She could feel her belly grow and suddenly sink again. The portal was transferring the abnormally large amount of seed into Gabriella’s breasts, mixing with the milk. She could see her sibling’s breasts pulse outward with the thick seed before regaining their normal proportions.

Chantal desperately tried to hold back, but the sensation was too overwhelming. She started cumming into her sister’s ass without even trying. It felt humiliating as she pulsed, filling her sister’s rump as her mother had filled her. She was not above the carnal desires of men as she had thought. In fact, she adored this feeling. She blushed as she watched her mother regain her senses.

Magdalene slid out, leaving her daughter’s openings gaping and slick. She gathered her robes and dressed as her daughters lay there, completely wrecked. She spoke a phrase and helped Gabriella to sit up; Gabriella tried to hold her heavy milk laden breasts, but they were far more than armfuls and she had no hands to assist. She turned and rested them upon the table as she slid off.

“Drink from her bosom, Chantal.” Magdalene commanded impassively.
“Yuck, no. I don’t want to drink that! When you-”

“Quiet!” Magdalene came behind her buxom daughter and grabbed Gabriella’s engorged breasts. She squeezed and watched as Chantal’s posterior grew, her hips rising as the milk now filled her backside.

She was horrified. “Mom! Stop! Please!” Chantal begged.
“The more you drink the less you’ll have to carry around. It’s being absorbed into your rear.”
“No! That means my butt will be huge!”
“If you drink then it will just flow through you.” Chantal continued whining. “Drink!” Magdalene squeezed her daughter’s enormous breasts harder. They rested upon the table, but now they were returning to manageable sizes. Chantal leaned closer; her butt had doubled in size. Her small frame made her pear figure more pronounced.

She put her lips upon Gabriella’s erect nipple and sucked. The milk was thick and sweet; she didn’t mind the taste, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to drink very much. She could feel her butt grow as she tried sucking faster. After some time she was unable to drink any more of the sickeningly sweet, sometimes thick, milk, and finally gave up. Magdalene chanted another phrase and the flow stopped.

Chantal’s rump was halfway across the small table, yet the skin was still springy and tight. “It’s twice the size as it was! Please undo it!”

“You’ll have to work it off the old fashioned way now. It was already absorbed.”

Gabriella’s breasts were still easily the largest in the room, but they were nearly back where they had begun. Her mother patted Gabriella’s shoulder as she stood upright. “What do you think of your sister now?”

“At least she has a nice ass now.”
Magdalene waved her hands and spoke a spell.
They all watched as Gabriella’s hands began reforming; she moved them as she regained full motion, smiling with relief. “What about the rest?”

Magdalene stared callously. “I removed the portals, but the rest shall remain for tonight. You will take care of your sister.”
“What? You must be joking!” Chantal complained in a shrill tone.
“I am not. Any protest you may have shall wait until my return.” Chantal griped as Gabriella begged. Magdalene waved a hand to silence them. “I will hear no more. If you do not learn to respect one another then I shall be forced to elevate your punishment.” Magdalene nodded sharply before turning to leave.

As the door closed, Chantal knew that, without arms, she was almost entirely at her sister’s mercy. Gabriella smiled. “I have the upper hand now.” She snorted as she laughed.
Chantal rolled her eyes. “She will keep you as a girl if you do anything to me!”
“You know, I don’t really mind it. I love these things!” Gabriella grabbed her breasts. “And we only get punished if we aren’t getting along.” She smirked. “I will be somewhat gentle with you. I think we can play nice together, don’t you agree?”
Chantal sighed as Gabriella kneaded her supple apple-shaped bottom. “I guess so, but you have to let me do your ass again, okay?”
“Fine, but you have to show me how to get my dick back after.”
“Deal!”
Gabriella bent forward and grabbed her ankles. “Hurry up.” She felt Chantal’s rigid member sliding between her cheeks before it pressed into her already used hole. She could feel herself part as the thick piece of flesh pressed into her, filling her bowels. It took six deep thrusts before warm goo filled her as she leaned forward.

“Okay, show me how.” Gabriella demanded, her sister’s cock still buried in her ass.
“Nope, fuck you!” Chantal rammed deeper, before withdrawing completely, causing Gabriella to gasp.
“You bitch!”
“Remember, we have to get along!”
“Fuck that,” She reached back and hastily reinserted her sister’s organ into her backside. Chantal retreated, overpowered by the sensation. She backed to the wall; Gabriella followed her, pressing all the way on, accepting her organ fully. “I’m going to make you squirm!” Pinching her ass as tight as she was able, Gabriella moved her hips upon her whimpering sister.
“No, stop! It’s too much!”
“Nope, you had your chance. I’m in control now. I’m going to fuck you silly!” Gabriella looked back, grinning wickedly as she bounced back against her pinned sister. “I can fuck all night!”

The Favored Part I

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There was a long wait; the line snaked inside the shack. People exited the back way, mostly obscured from the prying eyes of those about to enter. Nora moved the curtain and passed beyond the doorway. It smelled acrid and musty in the candle-lit room. A naked, buxom woman sat behind the table in the back of the room. This was the first time the mistress had visited their town. Nora had heard stories of how she would manipulate your wishes, but occasionally she would give someone a true blessing, she hoped she would be one.

Two more people were in front of Nora, waiting to ask for their boons. The woman in the front of the line stood within a circle painted in the center of the room. She bowed her head and spoke softly. “Blessed one, I wish to receive a child in my womb.”

The woman with deep black hair smiled and raised her hand. “It is done; though, I fear the child shall not survive the birth. Next.”

The girl wept quietly as the guard led her away. He brought the next person, a man, into the circle. “Here sits Kinok’s vassal. What is your request?”

The man smiled smugly, unfastening his loin cloth. He was rather small, Nora thought.

“I wish for my member to become the same size as this carrot.” He put emphasis on certain terms, he must have heard of how Kinok can twist your words and make wishes work against you. He held up the vegetable that was large, but not too cumbersome. The mistress snapped a finger and the man watched as his organ grew to the same length as the carrot, yet he was still limp. The implication struck him: he would be enormous when he was aroused. The mistress waved him away and he scampered off, the dangling meat smacking against his thighs.

Next came a small, petite woman. She listened to the introduction and nodded her head. “I wish to have a living child in my womb and to have the child grow quickly and be healthy when it is born. I want to survive the birth and I want him to love me and be healthy for many years.”

The woman behind the table smiled and motioned to her. Her belly grew as she stood there. “You will have a beautiful baby foal!” There was confusion on the woman’s face. The mistress spoke in a condescending tone. “It’s a baby horse.” She smirked as she watched the woman’s stomach suddenly bulge. “Next.”

“No, why can’t you just give us the wishes we ask for?!” The swollen woman screamed.

“I do. You should be more careful what you wish for! If you were careful then you wouldn’t have an animal in your womb now, would you?” The curvaceous woman grinned slyly.

Nora came forward as they led the previous woman away; she was prepared to use what she had just witnessed to make this wish work. She bowed, listening to the introduction. “I wish to have a healthy human child in my womb that grows and is born after a week. I wish to survive the birth and for both of us to love one another and to live for many years after.

The naked woman snapped and Nora felt her insides twist. Her belly ballooned outward. It sagged to her knees, snapping her clothing ties, nearly throwing her off balance. Her pelts now hung loosely over her new protuberance. She leaned forward and stumbled to the guard, who helped her stand. She removed her tattered garb, knowing it was unnecessary in its current state.

“You have a wonderful young man growing inside of you. He’ll be 25 years grown when he comes out.”

Nora felt a chill run down her spine. “But, I’m only 15! He’ll be older than I am. I said I wanted a child!”

The mistress nodded. “He is your child and he will certainly act like a child. Next!”

Nora walked carefully, using the wall for support. Her heavy belly sagged, swaying from side to side if she moved too quickly. She carefully waddled outside and walked a short distance before she could go no more. She sat naked, against a wall beside one of the village shops.

A few minutes later she saw another woman who had her desires turned against her. She held her unnaturally large and exposed breasts as she walked. She stopped by Nora. “What did she do to you, poor soul?”

“I was given a fully grown man in my belly that shall not come to into this world for a week’s time.”

The overly buxom woman pursed her lips, “horrible. I have fully developed children in my breasts with no way for them to come into the world.” She hesitated, “I feel them moving and I know,” she sniffled, “that I will never be able to see them.”

“Why must Kinok damn us so?”

“He finds pleasure in our suffering. I only wonder why no other god stops his foul tricks. I am Krina.”

“I am Nora. I ask, Krina, might you help me for the coming week. I don’t feel I will be able to stand until he comes forth. Could you please comfort me during this time?”

The woman forced a smile. “Of course I shall.”

The days passed slowly with Krina bringing food and water for the stationary girl. They watched the tormented souls exiting the hut. One woman was carried out in her mate’s arms; Kinok had given her a child and shrank her to similar size with the babe still inside. Another woman had been told she was carrying decaplets – 10 children in her womb. She doubted she would survive the birth, but she was hopeful that at least a few children would.

On the third day her mate found her. She had been moving only a short distance with the help of her voluptuous friend. Krina had been keeping her clean and in a stable mind. Nora was pleased to see her virile mate approach. She blanched as she saw the revulsion in his eyes. “What has the mistress done to you?”

“She twisted my wish for our child! I will be carrying this burden for four more days.” They discussed what to do and she introduced her mate to her new-found friend. He seemed to accept the situation after some time.

Suddenly his words turned malicious. “I visited the mistress as well and no foul magics have beset me!”

“They shall – Kinok is cruel. What did you request?”

“I merely asked to spend the rest of my life with you, entwined in sweet embrace.” He smiled weakly.

Tears welled in Nora’s eyes. “You are so sweet to me. Come, let us join together.” He was hesitant, but she insisted. “Please, our embrace shall distract us from my predicament.”

Nora watched her mate remove his loin-cloth and kneel. He eased her onto her back, using his fur as a pillow. He fumbled to enter her, but once he found entrance she moaned intensely. She pulled him closer, holding him against her pregnant belly. He thrust only a few times before he began coughing and sputtering. Then, he collapsed upon her distended belly, lifeless. Nora was confused and then horrified. She wailed as she realized he was now dead. She bawled, hugging his limp body.

“He spent the rest of his life in your embrace.” Krina whispered. “Kinok is cruel.” She bowed her head as her immobile friend cried, entangled with her lifeless mate.

Nora was visibly distraught for days after they had taken her mate’s body away. She became detached. She didn’t speak as Krina attempted to comfort her. The seventh day came. They knew the time was approaching, yet it still came as a shock when Nora screamed and sent water flowing upon the stone alleyway.

The ordeal appeared to be extremely painful to her friend, but Krina handled it quite well. She comforted Nora and adjusted the fully-developed person as he exited his mother’s loins. Somehow her lower lips were able to open enough to allow the man into the world. It required a great deal of effort to twist and contort the boy, allowing him to escape the too-small breach. There were many spectators watching from a distance. It took a great while, but Nora and her son survived – both fell asleep as Nora cleaned them. The watchers moved on.

The next morning they awoke and made their way out of town. Nora was elated as she was finally able to walk again; she led her son and her friend to a nearby stream to bathe. Her son walked but did not speak. He stood at the edge of the water, uncertain. Nora splashed some water upon him and he jumped back, startled. She did it once more and he smiled. He stepped into the water carefully, moving deeper until it was up to his waist.

Krina watched them sadly as her heavy breasts floated, easing her back pain for the moment. “What is his name?”

Nora paused, “Kell. That name seems to suit him.” She pointed to him, saying his name a few times. He repeated it, pointing to himself. She taught him their names as well.

They splashed around for some time before he started crying loudly. Nora looked terrified for a moment. She moved closer and attempted to comfort him, but couldn’t figure out the problem. The man towered above his mother as they hugged.

Finally, Krina pointed to Nora’s milk-laden breasts. “Maybe he’s hungry.” Nora held one and moved his head lower. He hungrily latched upon her and drank. He knelt in the stream and wrapped his arms around her as he suckled. They spent the day teaching him simple things and simple words before they made their way to Nora’s home in the forest.

They continued teaching him. He tried to drink from Krina’s swollen breasts, but she stopped him. He looked disappointed, but he listened. Once night fell they easily fell asleep, crowded together on the straw bed.

The next day Krina woke to an odd sensation; Kell was attached to her chest, trying to drink from her pregnant breasts. “No, no, you won’t be able to get anything from these.” Kell looked confused as he gazed upon her, as she lay naked with weighted breasts pulling to each side. He stepped back and she could see his erect organ betraying his thoughts.

She searched for Nora, but realized she must have gone to the stream. She smiled as she opened her legs and beckoned him closer. She pointed to his shaft and pointed to her lack of one. He moved closer and touched her expectant lower lips. She twitched and moaned as he parted her. He stood and leaned over her as he prodded, searching for the warm, wet opening. He finally hit the mark and slid in with ease. She squealed with delight and she had to calm him, for he thought he had hurt her.

She reached down and guided his hips back and forth. She knew this was wrong, but she needed a man – It had been so long. She was lost in the rhythm as he began pulsing inside of her. She moaned as she held him in place, both of them achieved orgasm together. He laid upon her for a spell until he turned to see Nora standing in the doorway with a basketful of berries. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide.

Kell leapt up and walked to his stunned mother. She stood just below his shoulders. He hunched, holding one of her breasts as he hungrily suckled upon her. She moved, towing him along as she sat the basket upon a table. She moved again, lying upon the bed next to Krina. Kell bent lower, never letting his lips leave her bosom as he rested beside her.

“I’m sorry, he was trying to get milk from me and…” Krina trailed off, unable to finish her apology.

“It doesn’t matter… Oh!” Kell opened her legs, placing one upon Krina. The two women laid there silently as Kell moved upon her, carefully entering her moist lower region. Nora held him close, moaning as he drank from her; moving his hips with purpose. Krina rolled onto her side, allowing her weighted breasts to rest upon the straw bedding between them. She craned her neck and licked Nora’s free nipple.

Kell continued longer than before, as Nora writhed in pleasure. She quickly reached the height of orgasm and it pushed her son over the edge for a second time. He quivered as he continued drinking from her, collapsing upon them. Exhausted and full, he placed his head upon Krina’s squished breasts, drifting to sleep. He easily covered them both.

“He’s a big boy, but at least he’s healthy and… very loving.” Krina smiled to her friend.

“He is so draining, but I am so happy. Maybe he will give us more children.”

“That is a wonderful thought.” Krina spoke wistfully. “Hopefully I can have at least one normal child enter this world.

Humble Prayer Part 2

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The following morning brought hope. Villa had spread the word that Pashia had blessed a mortal in the area. Only a few of the townsfolk believed her. She walked at the head of the group alongside Serrah as they left town. Both had received a blessing, but it was clear that Villa had been the favored mortal. She had received the more spirited encounter. Her back hole surprisingly didn’t hurt today, she just felt a little bloated. Villa was clearly blessed. She was beaming when they saw their idol lying in the grass.

“Mistress, we have come to pay homage and receive your blessing.” The woman sat up, her breasts rested upon her belly; they looked surprisingly supple.  “We bring six new followers.” There were three older women, one fresh faced girl, and two men.

Their mistress was visibly upset. “This is a pathetic following.”
“This is all we could gather overnight, but word shall spread quickly, I swear.”
She thought for a while. “Very well,” She pointed to the younger girl. “I wish to bless you. Come closer and remove your coverings.”

The girl’s parents removed her loincloth and nudged her forward. She was small and must have just recently blossomed; she walked nervously. She knelt and the mistress guided her head to her organ. She licked it gently and after some time the mistress leaned the girl onto her back. She entered the girl – she screamed. This was obviously the poor girl’s first encounter. She would enjoy it by the end. Villa was amazed that the mistress could hold her weighted belly over the small framed girl without wavering. Her breasts swayed as she pressed in and out of the girl, slowly and carefully. The girl grunted with each press.

The mistress didn’t take long to reward the girl with her seed. After she had emptied fully she sat back and directed the girl to stay on her back. Looking to the girl’s parents, she asked them to approach. “Join me.” The father was uncertain. “Both of you.” The mother and father walked closer, removing their loincloths. The mistress positioned the mother over her daughter. The young girl watched as her mother’s face as the mistress entered her from behind.

Villa marveled at the sight. Her mistress, swollen perfectly, was not gentle with the mother. Her firm, round breasts pushed into the air with the forward motions of her enormous belly. She turned to the father. He hesitated, but still came to her. She licked his organ before swallowing it fully. He grunted as she pulled back. “Enter me.” He moved behind her and rested upon his knees. The mistress leaned forward and waited, allowing him to find his way in. Once he hit the spot she tensed and gave a distressed look. He slid in, closing his eyes. She did as well, pressing into the mother. They didn’t move for a time.

The mistress moved her hips, one way pressing her springy backside onto the father’s member, the other way pressing impressive organ into the mother. The young girl watched from beneath. They moved in sequence until the father grunted and thrusted quickly, finishing. “Stay in there.” The mistress increased her pace and shortly after she filled the mother. They rested for a moment before disentangling themselves. The family rejoined the other spectators. The mistress stood and pointed to Villa. “You next.”

Villa smiled as she walked closer. The mistress held her hips, turning her, and pushing her upper body down. She lightly smacked her inner thighs; she spread her legs wider as she bent forward. She balanced herself on her hands and waited. She felt the warm organ probing her from behind. Still wet, it came to her butt and began to enter. It hurt, but her urge to feel it deep inside allowed her to ignore the pain. It went in smoothly and it didn’t stop until it was buried as deep as it could go. Villa quivered as she enjoyed the sensations.

The mistress almost fully withdrew and then slammed back in. Villa screamed and almost fell forward. The mistress held her hips in place as she drew out and plunged back in. She repeated the process as Villa wailed and tried to get free. There was such force with each thrust that it caused her knees to buckle, but she was held in place effortlessly. Two more thrusts and then she felt the warm substance shooting into her behind. She could feel the organ slide out; she held the fluid in as she walked away. She looked back to her mistress, who had been grinning like a wolf. “Keep it in you until nightfall.” This was the price of worship, she knew. She stepped to the side weakly, and sat to watch the other followers receive their blessings.

The sun started to descend and they all had been given a blessing in their wombs – except her; she knew she had to be special. She was so thirsty. She headed to the stream and filled a bucket. She decided to drink straight from the waterway. She drank continuously for minutes, stopping only to catch her breath. She couldn’t seem to sate herself. The sun was setting, so she decided she had best return to the village. She noticed that she had retained a great deal of the water in her belly. She had no urge to relieve herself, either. Her stomach had swollen and her hips and breasts as well. She was nowhere near the size of the mistress, but she might be able to get to that point in a few days. It must have been due to the blessing she had received in her behind. This must be preparing her for her upcoming children. She wanted to grow more! But, she knew she must rest first.

Her followers visited her daily with new girls to bless. Over time they erected a modest shrine in her honor. Every blessed girl grew slowly over the months and once they had grown to the limit they grew something else between their legs. The girls had newfound strength and the urge to spread their seed using their new organ.

Villa grew differently; her hips had widened considerably as had her breasts and belly, yet no penis formed. The stupid girl still enjoyed the pain, so Elise didn’t hold back when they did mate. Her backside was always tighter than anyone else no matter how forceful she was.
One day Villa and Serrah showed up without any new offerings. Elise found her to be an adequate distraction for a spell, but after three days she became angry with her followers.  “I need more women to bless! Do not fail me or you will face my wrath.”
“But there are no more women in town who wish for blessings.” Villa pleaded.
“There are women who don’t wish to receive this gift?” She motioned Villa closer, spreading her legs and bending her forward she entered her vassal. It was wet and it went in with ease. “Why would someone avoid this pleasure? Isn’t this enjoyable?”

“Yes, mistress, it is wonderful!”
Elise drew back until her organ slipped out. She used her hand to guide it into the other hole. Villa tensed as she slid inside her ass, “how about this?”
“Of course, it is s-still nice.”
“Nice?!” She bit her lip and thrusted.
Villa jerked forward and sniffled. “Y-YES! It is… is wo-WONDERFUL!” She yelled as she accepted the organ.

Elise rammed into her, going as fast as she could. Villa groaned and grunted with each stroke. She felt her tense upon her – Villa was orgasming. She continued relentlessly as her worshipper tried not to pull away, the feeling must be overwhelming her. Elise tried to prolong this encounter as punishment. “You will stay here tonight. Tonight you are mine.” She waved Serrah away. The girl bowed her head and walked toward town, her belly large and her penis erect; she would get no release today.

Elise continued slamming into the large, supple behind. Villa’s breasts and belly slapped together as she thrusted. Her hips had widened enough to provide a perfect handle. Some time passed before Elise could hold no more and she released into her vassal. She started again, whispering in the girl’s ear, “You must endure.” Elise had amazing endurance due to her blessings. She rested for only a short time between each spent seed. They coupled well into the night. After five blessings she finally allowed Villa to rest. She was noticeably sore and tired. She crumpled to the ground and passed out. Elise was sated for the evening, but she wanted more – she *needed* more.

The sun was low when Villa awoke, sore and feeling heavy. Her legs were raised to the heavens as her mistress pressed into her. This being the first time she could look into her eyes as she received her gift. Her mistress looked majestic in the morning light. The pain didn’t bother her as it had before. “May I ask for a blessing in the front this time?” She reached beneath her bouncing belly and spread herself eagerly. The mistress ignored her, slamming into her with great force. A moan escaped her. The mistress increased speed until Villa felt her pulsing inside. The mistress squeezed her bountiful breasts tightly as the warmth filled her. “No.”

Villa wanted more, but was left unsatisfied as her mistress slid out. Her mistress arose, “Come, we seek out more followers.” Villa arose slowly, following her to town. The villagers stopped and gawked at the two heavy women approaching. They gathered to meet them at the town’s edge. They knelt, the man at the head of the group stood after a moment. “Welcome, Goddess. Why have you ventured from your temple?”
“I am but a servant to the Goddess. I have come because you no longer send followers to receive blessings: why is this?” Villa watched her mistress’ eyes swim with anger. Most of the women were swollen with child, but not all.
“Some of us have… decided to abstain from the Goddesses’ blessings and reproduce naturally. We feel we should not fall into the lustful behavior of the blessed.”
The mistress glared at him, “Why wouldn’t you want such a gift: unlimited sustenance…” she lifted her heavy breasts, trying to think of a way to convince them. “The Goddess is giving us a gift, there is no need to think if we ‘should’ or ‘should not,’ the lust merely a perk!”
“It is not enjoyable for everyone. Also the children may not be born due to the acquired ‘organ.’” His eyes darted down before returning her stare.
Villa broke in, “my liege, I do not possess the organ and I have received many blessings.”
“Well, explain yourself?”
“I receive blessings in my… rump.”
The crowd gasped, the liege quieted them. “That is a shameful practice for any pious woman. We shall not participate in any such thing!”

Elise knew there was no chance to convince them. She charged forth and flung the frail leader to the ground. She grabbed a young blonde-haired girl and ripped her clothes off. She lifted the terrified girl and licked her loins, moistening her. She lowered the struggling girl onto her now erect member. She remained standing, effortlessly holding the girl horizontally, thrusting into her. The villagers watched, afraid to interfere. The girl screamed and continued to struggle, but it only enticed her more. Elise held her closer and began filling her. She lowered the girl to the grass and turned to the head of the village. Another woman knelt beside him, fearful. “You will bring me women or I will take them!” Elise grabbed the woman next to him and carried her away. She screamed as she was being carried, Villa followed. They made their way back to the shrine they had made for her.

That night, after many encounters with the leader’s mate, Elise awoke to a vision. The spectral image of a man with antlers stood before her. “You have made a mess of things. You just couldn’t control yourself.” She fumbled for words, but none came. “I have decided to change my plans.” He snapped his fingers and she felt warmth between her legs. She looked in awe at her organ as it shrank. It retreated inside of her, followed by a sharp pain. Water splashed onto the grass.

She screamed, waking her mates. Kinok vanished as the other two women arose. “I’m having the children! Help me!” The leader’s mate ran. Villa almost gave chase, but decided to stay; she knelt between Elise’s legs uncertainly.

Elise couldn’t focus on anything else. She pushed as hard as she could, but it made no effect. A few more tries yielded results. “I see the head,” Villa exclaimed, “Keep pushing, you can do this!” Elise pushed and pushed again. After many attempts the first child popped out. Villa used her loincloth as a blanket and rested the crying baby upon it. Elise continued pushing and Villa received the second child, placing her next to the first. The third child came with little effort.

“Okay, we’re done n-Oh! Oh, gods!” Elise exclaimed. She pushed again. Villa could see another small head peeking out of her mistresses loins. Elise reached down, blocking the baby’s exit. “It can’t be, I was promised three!” She pushed weakly, her hand slid to the side and the head came out fully.

“Mistress, you can’t fight it, let it into this world!” Elise, unable to resist, pushed hard. The baby’s shoulders slid past the opening. She held the little girl up to her mother. Elise cried. “What is wrong, mistress?”

“Kinok did this to me! He told me that he would put three children into me, not four! They’re all girls, too; two of them should’ve been boys!” Before Villa could say anything she noticed a being appear beside them. She could find no words as she stared. Kinok the God of deceit stood, laughing.

“Three are your family members, but the last one is mine. I didn’t say that your brother or father would be boys this time around, did I?” He laughed loudly. “I decided that I needed more female followers.”
“I’m going to kill that evil baby the first chance I have!” Elise roared.
“In that case I will have to do one last thing.” He spread his hand in the air and slowly closed it. Elise shrieked.

Villa watched as her mistress slowly started shrinking. She was becoming younger before her eyes. She looked to be on the brink of womanhood and then her breasts disappeared altogether. Her physique became straight and childish. Villa watched the once mighty woman become a baby, still wailing. She shrank until she was smaller than her children. Kinok lifted his hand and the baby rose. He brought his other hand high, pinching the air before slowly moving his fingers apart. Villa felt her loins spread between her legs. The sensation prompted her to spread her legs. The baby floated closer, and with a flick of his wrist, the baby slid into her. She felt it work its way up into her womb. Her breasts grew heavy with milk, sagging around her pregnant belly. She was twice the size of her former mistress now.

She huffed as she tried to regain her senses. Kinok spoke, “She was not fit to be my faithful servant. I have chosen you instead. You will nurse my daughters and be the vassal for many more of my children. Do not disappoint me.” He vanished, leaving her with three crying babies. She moved slowly, bringing them to her breasts. She scooted, leaning upon the stone shrine. She sat nursing the children into the night. She slept easily as she held them, feeling fulfilled.

A week passed and she grew daily, unable to move much. Serrah had visited after she had not returned the second night, bringing her water and food. She brought news that all of the blessed women had suddenly lost their organs and each of them bore female children. Her children had grown faster than normal; after a week they appeared to be around the same age as she was. They cared for her, drinking from her breasts many times daily for sustenance. Serrah made note that the girls born in the village grew at the normal rate.

On the eighth day her mistress was reborn. Villa also bore eight more children. Serrah helped her and tended to her as they grew. The cycle continued, with a varying number of children from each litter. She grew stronger, but still required their assistance for the final days of the pregnancy. None of them seemed to age after they grew into adulthood.

Villa had a village of her own after a few weeks. They all pampered her, helping her to move before the weight became too much to bear. They drank from her in turns, only hunting or foraging for variety. They worshiped her as a god and she told them stories of her mistress who had blessed her from within her womb, allowing her to bear children as she had always dreamed. She smiled at one of the girls knowing she would never understand who she truly had been.

Lindsay

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There was only darkness as she lay on the hard, cold floor. Where am I? Lindsay heard a sound in the distance; she turned to catch a glimpse of light down a long corridor. A heavy-set woman approached cautiously, carrying a torch.  Lindsay called out from the darkness, “Hey, help me!”

The woman froze, suddenly terrified.

“Come over here, I don’t have a light.”

The woman turned and nearly fell as she bounded away. Lindsay was irritated, but couldn’t see well enough to follow her. She felt the wall as she searched for an opening. She came to a wooden door; opening it she saw a faint light down another corridor. She walked in that direction until she came to its source: a room with a large pool. The room relaxed her for some reason. Torches hanged high on the walls. She moved closer and looked into the clear blue water, seeing her reflection.

Reddish brown hair framed her large blue eyes. Her nose was prominent, but not distracting. Her full pink lips turned to smile as she inspected herself. She wore only an ornate silver necklace. It hung between her biggest features – her 32F breasts. They weren’t real, but they looked and felt wonderful; many men and a few women had agreed. She held them in each hand, enjoying their weight. Her eyes went lower, inspecting her hourglass figure. She traced a finger along her tattoo, which ran from her lower back, around her hip, to the front of her inner right thigh; it was a design of black curving artistic tails accented by intertwined red tails. She turned, marveling at her large, smooth posterior. She was truly happy with her body.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a slight noise. Ripples disturbed her reflection in the water. Curious, she leaned closer, squinting, looking for something on the bottom of the pool. The water erupted in front of her, causing her to stumble backwards. She landed without harm, watching as the water raised higher, standing like a person above her. She gasped as the liquid formed – Oh my god, it looks like me! She squealed, backing away. It stepped out of the pool and motioned her to stand. She hesitated and it gave a more assertive motion. She arose cautiously, watching the liquid copy step closer; it placed a hand between her legs. It felt surprisingly warm as it tickled her sensitive area. The water clone gave a wide smile. She giggled as it rubbed between her legs.

“What are you doing?” Lindsay asked playfully, no longer frightened for some reason.

The clone tilted its head, its smile turning to a blank stare. Then she felt something warm entering her. The creature smiled again. She felt the warm liquid flowing into her. It moved closer, wrapping its other arm around her and pressing its lips to hers. She closed her eyes, awash with sensations. It kissed her so gently, tracing fingers across her shoulder. Then she felt the thick, warm water in her mouth. Her cheeks swelled until there was no more room, forcing her to swallow. She drank more and more as the pace increased. She could feel more liquid entering her from below as well; she enjoyed the warmth flowing into her loins. Then she felt another sensation – the creature’s other hand went lower and pressed between her cheeks. She felt more thick liquid being pushed into her bowels.

She opened her eyes and noticed the creature was slowly melting away. It took Lindsay a moment to realize what was happening. It is going inside me! She tried to yell, but the liquid was pushing directly down her throat. I can’t breathe! She pulled away, but the creature was now stuck to her, still entering her. She could feel the flow increase, filling her from each orifice. She took a few steps before stumbling to her knees. The gooey creature had nearly disappeared completely. She felt light-headed, watching what was left of its head being sucked down her throat. She flailed desperately as she drank the last portions, finally able to breathe again.

She looked down, panting. Her once smooth tummy had swelled enormously. Lindsay now looked fully pregnant. She looked past the ungainly belly, seeing a large blob of deep blue goo between her legs continuing to flow into her lower openings. She reached down, but could do nothing to stop its entry.

Then it was all over. The goo was completely inside of her, resting in her engorged belly. The feeling was wonderful. Her skin felt warm and every movement seemed to tease her. Lindsay reached down and touched one finger to her clitoris, causing her to instantly orgasm. She shuddered and moaned, crumpling to the ground in a delightful agony.

Her mind was cloudy for a time until she suddenly regained clarity. Her mind seemed sharper now and she suddenly had memories. I remember everyone who has been taken in by this creature. So many women… I remember the horrible creatures that have been in this room and the wonderful creatures as well. She… she is a water nymph. She was captured and placed in this fountain centuries ago… when this place was still outside. Images danced through her mind. She saw the creature’s most recent encounter: a woman had recently birthed spiders and another woman had been tainted. Both had been unsuitable as her vessel, but both had moved on – that meant there must be a way to escape!

She assimilated into me because she wanted my untainted body! She feels safe in me and… we want out. We need to find a way out of here. She gazed upon her pregnant belly, rubbing her hands along it gently. “I will get you out of here.” Lindsay leapt to grab a torch and navigated her way out of the room and down many hallways. After a long while passed she came to a room where three red-headed women knelt in the corner. They turned and hissed, scowling with their deep black eyes. They are tainted by this foul place. She moved past, avoiding them as she came to another doorway.

In the following room she saw a woman lying in the middle of the floor. She was visibly pregnant with stitched stumps in place of arms and legs. She was surrounded by six more of the red-headed women with dark eyes. The woman looked relaxed as they licked her body furiously. Lindsay gasped, triggering them to stop and turn. They growled and hissed, turning to confront her. Lindsay backed toward the door when she heard hissing from behind her. She peered over her shoulder to see the others eyeing her hungrily.

Her heart skipped a beat and she felt light headed. Her fingers felt numb; she raised her hand, trying to get a grip on reality. Instead she noticed her skin was turning translucent – it was now light blue and nearly clear. I’m turning into water! She’s absorbing me… Saving me. One of the monsters lunged, slashing through her midsection. She felt a tingle as she looked down, seeing it’s hand passing through her. Lindsay felt compelled; she ran toward the group that was huddled around their amputated victim. She felt her legs give out, falling onto the helpless woman.

The girl had a look of shock on her face as the torch Lindsay had been holding rolled beside her. One of the monsters swiped it away, protecting her.  Lindsay was unable to control most of her body, struggling to rest upon her hands as she lay over their victim. She looked down, seeing her now liquid body being sucked between the girl’s lower lips. I’m going into her! She struggled, but it was fruitless. After a moment the bulk of her body had disappeared into the helpless woman. She screamed as she watched the frightened girl’s face grow more and more distant. The monsters watched as she slid between the girl’s legs. Then Lindsay saw nothing but darkness.

The cult leader entered, ready to deliver his seed. The vessel seemed larger than normal, he noticed. She will birth many daughters with this litter. He placed a hand upon her enormous belly before sliding his robes to the ground. His daughters moved away, allowing him to move closer, finding his way inside of the vessel. She rambled about something inside of her, but he paid no attention. He took only a short time before he filled her with his precious sperm. He dressed and watched as his daughters drank from their matron once more.

The lords have blessed me with a ripe vessel and I will use her until she is barren. He thought, remembering the last vessel his followers had found. It had been a long while ago and she had only produced a boy and a girl. This way works so much better. He touched one of her stumps, causing her to jerk away. She won’t run like the last girl did; he thought of her full, silvery hair. But, she didn’t get far. He paused for a moment, looking at his vessel’s belly – he noticed something press from beneath her skin. This one will be strong. He walked away to attend to other matters.