Closure

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They came to the center room of the labyrinth. It had taken hours before they found the colossal doors, but once open they saw a vast room, which housed countless creatures ripped right out of myth and fantasy. The beasts watched silently as a portion of the group entered.  “Come down here and face me. I can sense you hiding in the rafters!” Monica yelled.

The small, half-human, half-goat dropped with unusual grace before he shuffled closer. “My question to you, sweetling, is how you managed to find me.” Monica readied a ball of flame, but the demon halted her. “It does not matter, but I do wish to remind you that I could unleash my entire army upon you and then you would cause no more troubles.”

Trisha cleared her throat and put a hand upon her pregnant belly, smiling as her enormous progeny revealed itself, squeezing through the giant doorway. The towering mound of flesh flailed its tentacles, letting out a high-pitched shriek. Suddenly the people and monsters in the demon’s makeshift army began murmuring. Trisha beamed, “the more he eats, the bigger he gets.”

“I only watch. I cause no troubles.” He eyed the humongous mound of quivering flesh and snaking tentacles. “We must protect ourselves!” The small half-man danced away.

Trisha’s creature whipped anything that came into range, sending the assailants flying like rag-dolls. It occasionally drew one into its maw before resuming the defensive strikes. The beast was easily holding its ground, and the opposition now kept their distance. The floor shook as a massive Cyclops lumbered closer. It paused before launching a fist at the tentacle monster. A tendril lashed out in quick response, averting his strike.

The monsters fought in a spectacular display, mesmerizing the crowd for a time. A tentacle shot past the giant’s arm, causing it to stumble and grunt. A scream erupted from the enormous woman piled against a nearby wall. Trisha found a sword from a creature’s corpse and walked with purpose. She looked up to see the immobile dark-skinned woman watching the fight with visible concern. Trisha knew how she could help her child win. She brought the sword low and gave repeated jabs into her side. Her gasps were soft, but the opposing giant heard. The Cyclops turned to his mother and offered an opening; Trisha’s progeny wrapped a feeler around its neck and strangled it in front of the crowd.

Heidi chose to reveal herself now, coming from the opposite direction, toppling a large portion of the wall onto a section of the opposing army. This was the breaking point, as most of the demon’s creatures ran, seeking any way to escape the carnage. Some remained and they all began fighting in smaller groups.

“I’ll keep that fucking demon at bay.” Monica ran ahead, launching small balls of fire into the rafters.

Trisha’s monster continued to decimate the enemies, until suddenly it stopped. All of the tentacles fell lifeless. She rushed closer, hoping to understand what was happening, as it started shaking. It sank in the center, and Trisha cursed at the ghostly woman who passed from her progeny’s body. The once mighty creature collapsed lifeless. Trisha slashed wildly at the specter, but it ignored her as it watched a nearby melee, impervious to her blows.

A big-eyed girl with puffy breasts and a tiny frame lay helpless as large two-legged beasts encircled her. One was halfway inside of her as another older woman watched with a proud expression. “No, no, it’s too muuuch!” The creature somehow disappeared into her wet and sticky loins. Another lined up and nuzzled her apart. She struggled, but she was weak and helpless. Without warning a centaur bounded from behind and speared the motherly ginger woman. Her beasts did not seem to care, as they continued to force themselves into the young blonde girl upon the floor.

The centaur watched with sadness as he drew his spear back and skewered the two creatures that hadn’t found their way into Fiona’s now swollen body. He had no inkling of how he could help her. The girl writhed as the beasts moved inside her.

A group of cultists entered the room behind Heidi. They used large grappling hooks on her shoulders, and cut at her ankles. They quickly overwhelmed her and caused her to topple backwards, crushing some of them beneath her. Hurt and dazed, she did not understand what they were pressing in between her legs. She only figured it out when she started shrinking. She felt like she was on fire, as her whole body became smaller, while retaining her petite figure. Once the process finally stopped, she found herself to be about a foot tall. One of the remaining cultists grinned and brought his foot down upon her.

A woman with seductive blue eyes and a dimpled grin carried a limbless woman. She also sported an erect organ, which seemed out of place amidst the battle. She kissed the helpless woman in her arms passionately before placing her upon a smooth section of broken stone at the corner of the room. The freckled woman smiled at her lover, her perky breasts and slight belly looked silky and smooth as she lay on her comfortable rump, ready to be taken. Rita waved to the confused centaur. It approached.

“We do not need to fight. We only wish to love one another. Piper is yours!”
Piper was suddenly unwilling. “No, you are the only one I want, he’s too much!”
Rita shushed her. “It’s okay, he will give you a child and then he will be with us.”

The half-man’s cock grew. He debated for a moment before he lost his sensibilities. He cast his spear aside and trotted closer to the pedestal. He prodded until he felt her warmth. Piper yelled and rocked back and forth as the horse-cock opened her painfully.

“Go all the way in.” Rita whispered from beside as she held the amputated woman. “She can’t stop you.”

As she said, he pushed deeper, putting his front legs ahead of her, keeping her in place as Rita moved aside. Grudgingly, she took his whole shaft. Rita used the opportunity to find her hidden sword and cut the centaur’s throat. The beast grunted as he continued for a couple of pumps before partially collapsing upon her. His legs buckled, but leaned against a broken slab of stone, saving the woman beneath him from being crushed.

After they thought him dead, his cock suddenly convulsed, shooting his seed deep inside of Piper. Her belly bulged outward due to his immense body just above her. “He came after you killed him! That… That is horrible!” Rita turned to leave. “Wait, you can’t just leave me down here! Help me!”

Rita walked away, ignoring the girl’s pleas. She passed the youthful girl who had taken three of Dianne’s beasts. She breathed laboriously as her belly swelled and shifted. Rita squatted and whispered into her ear. “You see, when those things go in they require a man’s seed to grow to their next stage. They will wait for a long time, but they won’t come out until they get it. Too bad their previous father died. I guess you’ll have those in there for a while.” Rita patted her hair before continuing.

She could see a pregnant woman sitting in the corner, sword in hand. “Let me have your ass and I won’t kill you.” Rita knew what monster was in her belly.
“No.” The woman stood and readied herself.

Rita made a feint and brought her sword around with a hard strike. Trisha lost her grip and watched her sword fly to the floor. Rita grabbed her arm and spun her around. She dropped her own sword and walked the burdened woman into the wall, pressing her against the stone. “I think I’ll just take your ass instead.”

The pregnant woman struggled, but Rita easily held her wrists with one hand. She licked her fingers and prepared the girl’s beautiful ass. Rita guided her cock between the bouncy cheeks. She relished the pleasure, also enjoying the girl’s fruitless struggling. “Your ass is mine and I’m going to take… every… bit!” She timed her words with her strokes. Trisha tensed and grunted, taking the discomfort without complaint.

Rita made sure no one was sneaking up on them before she moved her legs apart for stability. She slammed the girl, forcing her to place her hands upon the wall for balance. Rita held her hips, enjoying the girl’s defiant sideways glare as her belly and milk-filled breasts swayed in time with her strokes.

“Finish in the front.” Trisha said as she watched her aggressor.
“Nope, I know what that damned thing does.” Rita patted the girl’s belly. “I’m going to squirt every drop into your ass!” Rita lasted a short time longer until she felt her cock shooting streams of her seed into the girl’s supple backside. Trisha frowned, disgusted by the feeling.

“I had a monster fuck me and now I’m carrying its child.” She paused, scowling at her dominant, “but feeling you in my ass is far worse.”
Rita smiled broadly, her dimples gave her a misleading warmth. “Well, if you don’t stay here then I will…” Trisha smiled uncaringly as she watched water flowing up Rita’s legs. Her belly ballooned outward before their eyes.

Trisha laughed, “I think it’s your turn to see what it’s like to have an ass full. Say hello to Lindsay.”

Rita stepped in different directions, struggling to find a way to stop the water creature’s entrance. “I can’t handle it all!” Rita’s belly sagged to her thighs. Her enormous tummy now dominated her tall, slender frame. Her cock grew erect beneath her belly yet again. She stumbled heavily to the wall, where she leaned as the last few drops went inside. She slowed her breathing and awkwardly reached her sword. “I can do this.” She shuffled away from the wall, heading back toward the fighting. Her belly rumbled, and Rita buckled to the floor after a few paces. She dropped her weapon and rested on her hands and knees.

“No, no, no! Stop moving!” She slapped her belly, attempting to endure the pain. That, however, caused Lindsay to swirl inside of her. Rita’s hanging belly rocked violently as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Her hard features turned soft as her lip quivered. Her erect cock let out long streams of cum onto the ground. The girl’s cock continued to pulse as she gasped, her belly continually moving. “Sto-“ she whispered, “it- it’s too much.” The inflated girl rolled onto her back, overtaken as she tearfully suffered through the feelings.

Cassie watched and waited, scanning for the best opportunity to assist Monica with the true threat. She hated seeing others fall, but she had to stay focused. It is all a dream; it will all be over once we stop the demon. She saw the satyr leap from the burning rafters. “Stop, stop!” He held his arms high.

Monica’s full figure basked in the glow of the fire that she created. It floated above her hand, ready to snap forward at her command. Her fiery hair and stony glare showed that she was ready to slay him. “This is your end, demon.”

The goat-man held up his arm in ineffectual defense. “I am not the mak-“
Monica sent the orb of fire directly at his chest. The mythical man writhed upon the stone, screaming in agony until he was lifeless.

Claudia, the phantom woman, had observed the entire event. She let out a blood-chilling wail. “My son!”

Monica turned and lobbed another fireball at the ghostly woman. Instead of passing through, it hit as intended, causing her to burst into flame. She shrieked and wailed until the fire faded and she passed from this realm.

Trisha approached weakly. “Why aren’t we awake?” She looked around questioningly. “Why did you have to kill the ghost? Didn’t you say it was bad to die in here?”
“She was too loud, more monsters might come.” Monica turned her blemish-free face to watch Trisha.
“What does that matter if the dream stops?”
“But it hasn’t,” Cassie approached, arrow still knocked, but not pulled. “She is the demon.”
Monica gave a gentle smile. “Why would you think such a terrible thing?”
“You kill too easily, and you have powers that no one else does.”
“I am granted powers by knowing this is a dream and I kill for the same reason.”
Trisha spoke without expression. “You brought us here to end this, but it’s not over. You manipulated us all. They only fought because you hunted their leader.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Of course it does.” Trisha continued. “They dream too, they just took a different path.”

Monica sighed as she blasted a cone of fire upon Trisha. She stumbled backwards, flailing as the fire engulfed her. Cassie stepped back in shock. Monica turned and shot a small bolt of flame, which Cassie dodged, but lost her weapon in the process.

“Okay, you found me. But you should know that this isn’t the first time.” She grinned devilishly, “I draw you all here and watch you struggle amongst yourselves and it gives me the greatest pleasure knowing I can control you so easily. And once you die it will reset and I can do whatever my heart desires. This isn’t the first time you’ve figured it out, either. But, you should know I’m always careful not to leave any loose ends.”

Monica walked closer to the pained blonde girl with the monsters moving in her belly. “See, this one acts timid and shy, but she loves getting filled. “One time she was fucked by a dragon!” Monica laughed as she grabbed a sword from the ground and dropped it on her neck. She paid no mind to the dying woman as she continued on to the pained woman with an erect organ. “In these dreams Rita is always the passionate one. Maybe she should have been a man, because she always ends up with a cock.”

The woman with perfect skin and glorious red hair stood above Rita. “Looks like you’re having some trouble. Need some help?” The alluring woman lowered herself, sliding the woman’s shaft into her hands-free. She stopped just past the tip. “You’re about to explode aren’t you?” Monica wrapped her hands around the full-bellied woman. “I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life.” She pushed down, tightening her grip as the shaft pressed in entirely.

Suddenly the redheaded vixen released her grasp, her mouth open with confusion. She reached back, but Rita grappled her, holding her close as Lindsay flowed and into Monica. Rita shook as she held her the woman in place upon her, attempting to refrain from climax. Her belly shrank as Monica’s filled. “Looks like you’re having trouble.” She grinned at the pained woman. “You’re about to explode, aren’t you?”

“How can she do that? She shouldn’t be able to go into me! I make the god damned dream!” Monica’s soft, pliable breasts rested upon Rita’s face as she held her firmly. The feeling was too much, and Rita’s organ shook with orgasm, added even more to the inflating woman. Seconds later, Lindsay was inside her entirely. Monica arose with a ball of flame levitating over her hand. “Get her out of me or I will end you.”

Cassie jumped to grab her bow and arrow, and thanks to Monica’s encumbrance, she was able to launch an arrow before the woman could direct the element. The arrow landed in her chest, causing her to stagger. She let out an inhuman wail as she launched the ball of flame onto the stone wall. Cassie hurriedly fired another arrow. Monica crumpled and her shrieking slowed until there was only silence.

Darkness came in an instant. Cassie’s eyes opened. She looked around, relieved to be at home, lying next to her husband.

Heidi

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The tall, willowy woman moved expeditiously down the corridor. Shadows danced as she searched for some form of escape. She rubbed her long copper-colored hair absent-mindedly, thinking about her predicament. I’ve been through every door here and they only lead me in circles. She pressed on. There has to be an exit. She retraced her steps carefully, observing her surroundings. In a slightly larger, well-lit room, a patch of noticeably moss-free stones caught her attention. She moved her dainty fingers, pressing each block, hoping for some sort of hidden passage.

A stone slid in with a loud grind and the pathway opened before her. Heidi lowered her head and stepped into the well-lit alchemy lab. Numerous vials and beakers held strange, colorful liquids. A grubby looking naked woman stood in the center, pouring a lime-green mixture into a pot. The startled dark-skinned woman yelled, dropping her instruments and grabbing a vial of bright orange fluid from the nearby rack. “Stay back, outsider!”

“Hey, wait, I’m just looking for a way out!”
“Keep your distance. Who are you?”
“I’m Heidi, who are you?”
The woman frowned, nearly bursting into tears. “It’s been so long I can’t even recall.” She regained her suspicion. “What do you remember.”
“I woke up about two hours ago, I don’t know how I got here.”
The nameless woman gave a sad smile. “I believe you… but don’t try anything or I’ll burn you!”
She seemed gentle yet confident. Her broad face and stunning figure seemed out of place in this mad-scientist laboratory. Heidi moved closer slowly. “What is this place?”

“The dungeon? I’ve been trapped here for years. I found this secret room and managed to kill the monster that inhabited it. Ever since, I’ve been exploring and collecting samples. I worked in a pharmaceutical lab before I came here, so I have a bare grasp on how to dilute and reengineer the various floras I come across. I’ve seen many things down here that are normally out of a fantasy novel, but luckily for me, they still have some basis in the real world. My skills still have some use, thank god.”

Heidi stepped closer to investigate some of the vibrantly colored fluids. This startled the woman. She lobbed a flask of blue fluid at her. It fell short, shattering on the floor and covering her feet with the odd substance. Everything below her ankle went numb with cold as ice manifested on her bare feet. She couldn’t break free, and only barely managed to stabilize herself as she screamed. “What did you do to me?”

“Sorry, it was reaction. I’m kind of jumpy from being down here. Everyone I’ve met has either tried to kill me or has died.”
Heidi gestured to her ice-bound feet. “Help me!”
“Well, this one, thankfully, is temporary.”

The woman grabbed a small stone from the floor and proceeded to hammer at the ice. “At least this shows me that you’re not here to kill me. You just experienced the freezing potion, but that’s the mildest.” Once free, the woman handed her a vial of brown fluid and uncorked it. “This is a growth potion. It will make you bigger, stronger, and tougher. Look, I could have killed you already if I had wanted.”

With hesitation, Heidi downed the mildly bitter concoction. She felt cold as her body grew, watching the stone floor move away as she gained height. Her burnished red hair lengthened to her waist. Her arms and legs stretched, as well as her midsection, retaining her slender appearance. Her head nearly hit the ceiling when she finally stopped growing. It feels like I’m 10 feet tall! The nameless woman smiled upward, “Now, I have a task for you. Since you’re bigger and stronger, I want you to gather more ingredients for one of my potions.”

The woman gave her instructions and walked with her to the now closed exit. She pressed a stone and the wall parted once again. Heidi moved gracefully despite her size, crawling on her hands and knees to pass through the opening. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw six robed men, who had been searching the various sections of the room, turn to watch her. The woman came in behind Heidi and halted as the men approached menacingly.

The woman tapped on Heidi’s leg. “Kill them or they’ll kill us.” Her voice quivered with fear.
“How do you know?”
“Please, just trust me.” She removed a vial from her belt and lobbed it squarely into a robed man’s chest.
He gave a blood-curdling howl as his skin sizzled beneath the green goop. Mere seconds later he lay upon the ground with a hole bored in his ribcage.
“Wait! Let’s talk first!” Heidi pleaded.
“No! They’re going to kill us if we don’t get them first!” She lobbed another vial that broke upon another man’s shoulder. It quickly melted through his bone and his arm dropped to the ground. Gripping the stump, the man yelled as his opposite hand touched the acid. His screaming slowed until he lost consciousness and collapsed.

Heidi grabbed the nameless woman, holding her off of the ground, careful not to break the two remaining vials on her belt. “Stop!”
“No, you’re making a mistake! Kill them!”
The remaining men brandished daggers as they encircled the quarreling women. One man moved behind her and stabbed her in the ankle, leaving only a mild cut. “Stop! We’re not going to kill you.”

The attack proved to be a distraction, as another robed man leapt forward and snatched a container of white liquid from the woman’s belt. Heidi brought her arm around to grab him, but she missed. Instead, she hit the woman in her hand with enough force to shatter the remaining vial. White, sticky fluid erupted, sticking her hands in place upon the unknown woman. She yanked and struggled, but couldn’t free the bond.

The men sheathed their daggers as the one with the remaining vial lobbed it at her feet. Heidi’s feet glued to the floor instantly. They watched as she frantically tried to break free, but the sticky adhesive held firm. The remaining men investigated the wall where they had emerged. One found the correct stone and opened the secret door. They disappeared into the woman’s lab.

“This is bad.” Heidi stopped flailing.
“I know.”

A creaking door drew their attention. A nude, yet confident, pregnant woman stepped into the room. Caramel colored hair flowed upon her shoulders. Her gentle green eyes and large, soft lips countered her strong cheekbones and flat-ended nose. Her slim frame balanced with puffy breasts and a comfy posterior. Her belly was proportionate, giving her amazing curves without being too distracting. She looked entirely out of place here.

She observed the situation calmly. Coming closer, she leaned around the corner, glancing into the hidden room where the group of cultists inspected the various potions. Once they noticed the spectator, they moved to capture her. She sighed, glancing back to the subdued women as she walked with mild haste. The cultists pursued as she passed the doorway and waited.

They approached cautiously, and once within distance, a large green tentacle launched through the open doorway. It hurled one man into the wall, cracking him like a toy. It whipped to the side and grabbed a second man, crushing him within seconds. The large monster slipped through the narrow entrance and reformed again. The creature was nearly to the ceiling, with massive green tentacles whipping back and forth in all directions.

A cultist drew back to launch an orange vial at the creature, but Heidi took the opportunity to kick him with her free leg. She heard a snap as the lifeless man careened into the final cultist. The vial burst and a spectacular flame engulfed both as they hit the wall. The monster slid a tentacle around the first dead cultist, dragging his body to its now visible maw. Another tentacle moved to grasp Heidi’s leg. As it slipped around her bound ankle, the serene woman spoke gently, “no, not them.”

The monster paused before it withdrew, leaving her leg sticky. However, Heidi noticed that her leg was now free from the adhesive. She lifted her leg as high as she could, just shy of touching her captive wrists. “Can you reach the slime on my ankle? It counters the sticky potion!” The woman reached to gather a handful of the goop, taking a moment to free herself and unbond the larger woman’s hands.

Now loose, Heidi stood, marginally shorter than the tentacle monster. She spoke as she watched the beast eating the former cultists. “Who are you?”
“Trisha.” The woman seemed accustomed to the carnage around her. “And you?”
“I’m Heidi. How come it listens to you?”
“I’m its mother.”
The monster extended another tentacle and took hold of another corpse.
“So, what now?” Heidi questioned.
“We are after the cultists.” She gestured to the monster beside her as she stepped closer. “I need to feed him and they’ve tried to kill us at every turn. They’re all over this place. We heard the screams, so we knew it must be them causing more trouble. So, now you’re safe.”
Heidi relaxed, “Good, thank you.”
“Did it… Do that to you?” The other woman pointed at Trisha’s swollen belly.
Trisha nodded. “Yeah, I’m not looking forward to when it comes out, but he’s protecting me, so it’s worth it.”
“Well, we still need to get what we set out for, Heidi. You two care to join us?”
Trisha shook her head gently. “It needs to feed.“

After restocking her potion belt, Heidi followed the unnamed woman to a large door with numerous scratches on the wall next to it. “Let me warn you that this room has some creatures that resemble humans, but they are the epitome of evil. Their eyes are dark and they will try to hurt you. Don’t hesitate to kill them.”

Heidi opened the door and stepped in carefully, inspecting the dancing shadows as she moved ahead. Three undernourished women with black, empty eyes encircled the larger woman.

Heidi charged in and grabbed two of the women before they realized what was happening. They clawed and bit her before she launched one into the wall. She held the other up and looked into its dark, foreboding eyes. Heidi knew instantly that it was not human. The creature had a warped face and pointed teeth. It snapped at her as she slowly increased the pressure.

Before she could end the monster, she felt immense pain as the last one crawled up her leg and pushed its arm into her lower opening. She frantically tried to shake it off, but it put another arm in and wriggled farther into her. She dropped the monster she held, attempting to grasp the woman entering her. When she opened her legs, however, the creature pulled herself the rest of the way. Heidi stumbled and fell onto her back, her stomach distended by the new resident.

Heidi saw her ally lying dead by the door. The creature she had released had gotten to her, and now it held two of the vials. It uncorked them and sniffed. Grinning wickedly, it came closer and quickly pressed the open vial between Heidi’s legs. She was too stunned to react, as the liquid flowed into her. Wait, it is going into the monster inside of me! Heidi felt her once flat belly swell even farther. Standing, she gripped her inflating midsection, as the creature inside of her elongated. Soon her belly expanded below her knees, causing her to stumble forward and rest upon it. She stood upon her tiptoes when her stomach halted its growth.

This is unreal! I’ve only seen something like this in cartoons! She put her arms upon the mound of flesh beneath her. This isn’t possible! Hearing something, she turned to see the demonic woman holding the other vial for her to see. She moved it behind her and pressed it into her tiny ass as she lay helpless. Heidi felt the cold glass between her legs as the small amount of liquid flowed inside. She felt some of the liquid before it found its path to the woman inside her. Hedi’s body grew somewhat, but it lasted only a few moments.

Her belly continued to balloon, somehow containing the growing human inside. It pressed outward in all directions, lifting her off her toes. She arose, watching the distance increase between the ground and unable to do anything about it. The growth finally stopped when she was roughly five feet in the air. Resting entirely upon her belly, her arms and legs stretched out upon the mountain of skin. She sat immobile, feeling the woman in her moving. Her belly swelled and contracted as the monster twisted and turned.

Without warning, she could feel her lower lips parting. She felt something worming its way out. She gasped as something very large breached her opening. She shrieked as it wiggled, seeming to grow larger as it escaped. She craned her neck to see a giant arm flailing wildly. It pressed its hand upon her ass, using it as an anchor point to hoist itself out of her too-small pussy. Heidi wailed as it popped its head out. It struggled, but finally passed its shoulders. The thin, wet-haired monster, hanging halfway out of her, had grown notably larger than Heidi.

A group emerged from the doorway. The smaller demon dropped as an arrow appeared in its head. Another woman from the group stepped forward. Her perfect face and amazing body illuminated by the ball of fire that levitated above her open hand. She stepped casually closer and lobbed the blaze into the monster’s face. Heidi’s whole body was pulled side to side as the beast writhed in pain. It wrenched itself free from her loins and ran at the women in the doorway.

The full-figured redhead smirked as she erected a pale blue barrier to stop the monster. She followed up as the demonic woman stood stunned, casting two more blazing orbs into her midsection. The creature let out a horrible howl before it tumbled to the stone.

Heidi’s body ached, but she managed to stand. “Please, don’t hurt me!”
“No, no, we’re actually here to help.” Her eyes dark and mysterious. “Come with us and we will escape this nightmare. Thanks to my new abilities I know where the true demon hides.”
Hopeful, Heidi told them about Trisha. They set out to collect her and find the center of the labyrinth.

Dianne

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The man still followed. The dark eyed humanoid with silver hair had been stalking her for hours. He didn’t say a word, only staring as he matched her pace. When she ran, so did he. When she sat, so did he. He always kept his distance, until now, however. He stopped by a doorway and waited for her to notice. Once he was sure that Dianne saw what he wanted, he went inside. Her curiosity got the better of her. She stepped through the open doorway, only to have it slam shut behind her.

The silvery-haired man blocked her exit, smiling as he slowly stepped closer. Dianne backtracked. “What do you want from me?” Naked as they were, she knew he was certainly after her body, but she tried not to contemplate that. The man merely pointed over her shoulder in response.

Dianne turned to see five small beasts lying in the far corner of the room. The man whistled, which roused the monsters. They stood on two legs. Loose, pink skin sagged across their sturdy frame. Their mouths opened in a snarl as they moved closer. They reminded her of large, misshapen bipedal rats.

One darted around her as another bullied her backwards slowly. It lunged, causing her to trip over the other creature. She rested on her elbows as the monsters snapped and growled in every direction.
“Help me!” She squealed.
The man behind her waited wordlessly as they assailed her.

One beast moved closer and nipped her ankle. She pulled away as it repeated the process with the opposite ankle. Without thinking, she had spread her legs wide, trying to escape the mongrel’s quick bites. It turned and pounced into her mound. Suddenly damp, the beast worked its snubbed nose in between her lower opening, spreading her as it pressed with force. With its head inside, she reached down and tried to pull it out, but it used its powerful legs to continue wriggling into her.  She couldn’t stop it from pressing its midsection inside of her. Somehow, she was spreading to accept the larger creature.

It quickly disappeared into the shocked woman. Dianne sat stunned as another creature darted between her legs and parted her lips, slipping inside with unrealistic ease. Then another came and vanished, leaving her more lubricated with each newcomer. Her belly swelled with the weight of the beasts as a fourth pushed inside with lightning speed. She knew it was wrong, but she coaxed the final creature; it paused before lunging into her saturated entrance. She moaned loudly with unexpected excitement.

She seemed to reconnect to reality. Standing clumsily, she gasped as she watched her burdened belly move and shift as the monsters inside jostled for a comfortable position. Her legs were soaked and she could not distinguish what came from her and what came from the beasts. The man reminded her of his presence, stepping behind her and holding her hips.

He kept as silence, but she knew what he wanted. Dianne leaned forward, accepting his shaft easily. She was unimaginably wet as he pounded her. She was coming closer to orgasm, but he surprised her by finishing too quickly. “No! Please keep going!” She tried to continue, but once spent he slipped out and stepped back to the wall.

She turned to yell at him, but was halted by a feeling of growth in her belly. She stumbled forward and put a palm against the wall, pressing a finger into her bush as she felt something pushing its way out. The pleasure was indescribable. She was right on edge, but a creature’s head popped out, causing her to lose it. In a panic, she held its mouth shut and forced it back inside. It struggled as she held her legs closed, supporting herself against the wall as she edged closer and closer. It shook violently, causing her to sway as she held her legs together tightly. The euphoria took her over, making the whole ordeal worthwhile. She quaked with delight as the creatures moved beneath her skin. Moments after finishing she allowed the beast to open her legs.

Dianne was disturbed to feel the large monsters parting her wider than she had ever expected. They plopped onto the ground with a wet slap. She watched her stomach shrink as they exited. One by one until the fifth and final beast fell to the floor. They were larger and darker skinned now. The monsters turned to her and watched. Dianne turned to the man.

“They’re ours now.” Before she could question, the man stepped through the door and ventured down the hall. She opted to follow, as the beasts fell in line behind her. The man led them for what seemed to be an hour. She was tired and sore when they finally came to their destination. He opened a door to reveal a large gathering. The expansive hall had vaulted ceilings and distant walls. Humans and monsters were engaged in an unreal orgy. Scores of cultists had their way with creatures out of fables and nightmares.

A Cyclops drew her attention as he knelt awkwardly. His neck craned against the ceiling as he pressed his enormous cock into the slovenly black woman. Dianne guessed that she must weigh hundreds of pounds. She can’t possibly be able to move like that. The mythical beast gripped her flowing flesh as he slipped his organ into her. The woman’s plentiful midsection roiled as the beast filled her with its seed. Her folds of fat pressed outward as he blasted the liquid into her. I wouldn’t be surprised if she burst at any moment. Dianne had to turn away from the sight.

She followed the man into the madness. No one seemed to mind as she observed. One wispy woman had her own phallus. Sweat beaded on her face as she fucked the limbless, freckled redhead beneath her upon the floor. She was relentless, showing no restraint as the helpless girl moaned in pain and pleasure.

The equipped girl turned to Dianne. Her strong cheekbones and commanding green eyes gave her a unsaid dominance. She slipped her shaft from the maimed girl and turned her large cock to Dianne.

“No, come back! Please! I was almost there!” The orange-haired girl with soft lips and ample breasts called. She used her shoulders to rock back and forth upon her well-formed behind, completely helpless.

The slender woman paid no attention. She placed her hands on Dianne’s hips. They both glanced to the man she had been following. He smiled with a gentle nod. Dianne started to step away, but the woman’s soft hands gave her a small sense of calm in this place. Instead, she decided to open her legs slightly and allow the woman’s cock into her already damp opening. They stood fucking for a short time before the man told them to lie down. Dianne went upon her stomach as the smaller girl positioned herself atop her.

“Take her ass, Rita.”
“Gladly!”

Dianne felt the damp cock pull free before sliding into her backdoor. Surprised, she tensed and struggled, but the girl was stronger than she imagined. The organ moved deeper and deeper as she lay in agony. Eventually, the entire thing was in and the pain began to lessen. Rita rolled them both over, holding her arms and keeping her legs open. Dianne was helpless as she felt something pressing into her open pussy. She looked down to see one of the two-legged monsters trying to press into her again.

“No, wait, I can’t take it again!”

She was more wet than she realized, as the beast pressed in easily. Her stomach swelled upward. Below, Rita still grappled her, humping her ever so subtly. As she feared, another parted her. They had grown since their first entry, so this seemed to defy logic. The beasts lined up and pushed inside one by one. Her belly expanded before her eyes. The girl beneath her didn’t seem to mind, as she stayed in place and moved her hips slowly, pressing her shaft in and out a small amount. The fifth beast wriggled through her soggy lips and found an unclaimed space in her belly.

The man, standing above her, smirked with a knowing glare. He moved into place between her legs and pressed his cock inside, and by some stretch of the imagination, it found a way in. Dianne felt many things moving in her midsection as the man fucked her. The girl beneath her kept her in place, as she too had her way with the burdened woman. Dianne felt things that she had never imagined as her lovers moved in unison. Her belly rocked as they moved faster and faster until she felt the man filling her again. He stepped away and watched as Rita continued to rail her deeply.

“Fuck, wait, just go back in for a second and let me cum!”
“You have to wait.” Rita whispered. Dianne grunted as Rita moved slower, with controlled, full strokes.

Frustration was building, as Dianne wanted nothing more than to vigorously rub herself to completion while the girl used her ass and the monsters nestled in her bloated belly. She could feel something shift as the beasts moved lower in her abdomen. She felt them spreading her open, crawling from her lower regions. There was a wet noise as one slapped onto the floor. It arose and walked aside, now even larger, roughly the size of a mid-range dog.

Dianne teetered on the edge of climax as the second spilled from her. Rita moved as deep as she could and began unloading into her ass. The third monster slipped onto the ground as she did, and her belly was shrinking with each monster to exit. She could feel the final two jostling for position. Suddenly she felt immense pressure. She couldn’t distinguish between pain and pleasure as the two monsters both tried to come out at once. Her hands still restrained, Dianne groaned loudly, unable to resist the overwhelming orgasm. The beasts slid a little more and slipped free, spreading her unnaturally wide as they breached her entrance. Both moved to her side as she lay limply upon Rita.

“Eventually they will be much larger, my pet.” The man assisted her to stand. She breathed heavily, recovering from the ordeal. Rita nodded with a smile to the man before she moved back to the limbless girl upon the ground. The maimed girl watched with hope as her dominator returned.

It grew colder as a hush fell upon the room. Dianne turned to see a spectral woman materialize at the far end of the room. “Everyone! We have intruders in these halls. They seek to end our revelry and punish us! We must give pause and ready ourselves to meet their assault!”

The silver-haired man stepped beside her. “We must prepare.”
“I don’t know.”
“Your beautiful blue eyes give me purpose. I cannot allow them to maim you.”
She watched him for a moment. The entire time he followed me because he adores me? “You flatter me, but I am afraid.”
“I as well, but we must show no fear. They do not understand that we simply love one another!” He brushed a finger across her cheek. “They fear that which they do not understand.”

Dianne didn’t know why she felt compelled to help, but she knew it was the right thing to do.

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She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the enormous erect cock. It looked as long and as thick as one of her legs. The Minotaur stepped forward and spun her around. She braced herself against the wall, removing the tangle from her manacles, placing her palms against the cold stone. She could feel his warm head prodding between her legs. The mythical beast snorted as it guided the tip into her moist lower lips. As usual, she was unprepared for his immense size. I can take it, though. Somehow, I know it won’t really hurt me. She lost her breath as he slipped in, chasing her forward. Stabbing pain caused her face to contort and her teeth to clench. Pressed against the wall, Monica could do nothing as the Minotaur eased his massive organ into her womanhood. She gasped loudly as she felt him bottom out.

Now, it was just a game of endurance. She grunted as he slid back and pushed in again. He’s fucking huge! There is no way to prepare for this! He started a rhythm, pulling out almost completely before pressing in to the hilt. He moved slowly, allowing her to feel every inch. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was starting to enjoy the pain. He drew back, but this time it slipped. Without warning, the damp organ snaked its way into her ass. “Oh, fuck, stop! It’s…” She couldn’t finish her sentence as he pressed his meat into her unprepared backdoor.

It was so wet that it slid in effortlessly. Pain enveloped her as she accepted his pulsing cock deep into her bowels. She couldn’t breathe, skewered on his shaft as she was. She tensed and grimaced, smacking the wall in agony. The beast snorted and drew back, stopping for a moment. She tried not to move, but she couldn’t resist the urge to clench in pain.

That sent him over the edge. She whimpered as he held her hips and hoisted her, pumping her a few times before blasting his seed into her tight ass. Her belly shot outward in bursts as he orgasmed. Buried in her rump, he continued to fill her belly, causing it to balloon outward against the wall. His limp cock slid from between her cheeks, slapping against his leg.

The beast grunted as it lumbered away, leaving her used and broken in the depressing, poorly lit room.

She crumpled to the floor, allowing his thick cream to flow onto the stone. As usual, the cultists came to feed and clean her. She knew that the Minotaur would be back the following day. I should be thankful that I am not pregnant with a monster. It has used me for more days than I can count. They left her alone with her thoughts.

Sometime later, she heard footsteps approach. She wondered why someone would come so soon. The tall wooden door squeaked as a square-shouldered blonde woman entered the room. A mousy young girl came in next, followed by a very curvy woman composed of… water? Monica regarded the nude women warily. “Who are you?”

Cassie introduced herself, setting her bow on the floor. “And this is Fiona and Lindsay.” Don’t be fooled by Lindsay, she’s not a monster, she’s… harboring a water nymph as unbelievable as that sounds.”

“I just got ass-fucked by a Minotaur; I am open to believing strange things. I’m Monica. Get the keys from the wall and unchain me.”

Fiona trotted to the post and grabbed the lone key. She uncuffed the prisoner and hugged her. “We’re going to find a way out of here.”

Monica rubbed her wrists. She noticed her previously manacled wrist lacked the symbol. “Holy shit, that makes sense! I knew something was off, but I couldn’t…” She noticed their confused stares and decided to elaborate. “I learned a trick a few years ago to put a mark on my hand and watch for it when I was awake. That taught me to check for it when I was asleep too. That allows me to see if I’m dreaming or not.” She laughed as they still looked dumfounded. “It means that this is a dream!”

Cassie shook her head, trying to wrap her mind around it. “That can’t…”

“I know it doesn’t feel like it, but think about it. Where were you before you came here?”

Fiona has sudden realization. “In bed!”

Lindsay nodded. “I am from a different plane, but I too remember going dormant.”

“I mean, how else could I take a cock that was half my size and not be severely injured?”

“Fiona did…” Cassie paused, suddenly thoughtful of Fiona’s privacy. “Well, she was pregnant for only a few days before it came. That does seem unbelievable, like most stuff in here.”

“A centaur.” Fiona sighed. “It hurt so much coming out, but I’m okay too.”

“What happened to it?”

“I don’t know, it ran away after a few days. I hope it’s okay.” The youthful girl sighed.

They spent hours discussing the implications, contemplating ideas of how to escape their shared dream. They agreed that there had to be some way to break out, but they had no idea how to do it. They also agreed that dying in the dream wasn’t an option.

Tapping echoed from beyond the doorway. Monica gasped. “The Minotaur is coming back!”

“How do we fight it?” Cassie’s blue eyes betrayed her fear.

“No, you three need to hide. It’s too powerful.”

“There has to be a way! We can’t just let it hurt you!” Fiona begged.

“It’s just a dream!” Hooves tapped as the monster approached. “Just wait until it finishes and it will be weaker. I’ll be fine. Ambush it when I say so, okay?” Monica reattached the manacles to her wrists.

Lindsay agreed as she melted to the floor, hiding in plain sight. Cassie picked up her bow and directed Fiona to the shadows. “We’ll be here for you, promise.” She gave a regretful glance as she moved to the out of sight.

Cassie watched, shocked by the size of the bull-like human that stepped into the room. It sniffed the air for a moment before it moved closer to the captured woman with fiery red hair. Monica was just as buxom as Lindsay, though Monica’s breasts looked natural. She was slightly chubby, but the weight dispersed evenly between her breasts and posterior. Her tummy was nearly flat and her hourglass figure certainly enticed many men. Her seductive eyes and smooth skin actually made Cassie a little jealous.

The Minotaur growled as it licked between her formed buttocks. It arose and held her as it searched for entrance. She screamed as the beast slid between her damp lower opening. “No, it’s my ass again! Go in the front!” Monica whimpered. Cassie felt conflicted. I feel bad for her, but part of me enjoys watching it hurt her. Cassie knew that she would be fine afterward, so she allowed herself to enjoy the spectacle.

The beast ignored her pleas. It pressed in entirely and waited. It grumbled and grabbed the chains that restrained Monica to the wall. The monster yanked the chains, causing the metal links to bend and break. Only the links between her arms remained. He draped the chains over his head and wore her like a pendant. The beast held her close with one hand as he walked to the wall sat with a thud.

Monica struggled and jerked on the restraints as she slid lower upon his gargantuan shaft. Monica faced away from him. Cassie watched her voluminous breasts sway as she tried to break free. It was futile, as her movement only helped his cock go deeper. She finally stopped as the entire organ had disappeared inside her. The tip of his dick caused her belly to bulge outward. Monica looked abruptly defiant as she closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.

The monster gave a loud grunt as he tensed. From beneath her skin they could see the liquid blast from his cock. It sprayed, pushing her belly upward before settling at the bottom. Her smooth tummy grew larger and larger as the beast filled her.

“N-now!”

An arrow stuck into the Minotaur’s arm. He snorted and got to his feet faster than anticipated. The chain draped around the monster’s neck kept Monica’s arms held high. His semi-flaccid organ bent slightly before disappearing once again into her ass. Her hefty belly still retained his seed, causing it, as well as her long dangling legs, to pendulum forward and back as he stepped. The weight kept his cock in place as a stopper. He charged Cassie as she knocked another arrow.

Knowing she would be a few seconds too slow, Cassie braced. She was shocked as an eruption of water launched her aside. The beast’s horn cracked as its head collided with the stone wall. It stumbled and shook off the pain before turning to the soaked archer upon the ground. It lumbered closer, raising a fist, preparing to squish her.

Cassie barely reacted in time, rolling aside from his strike. He raised his arm again, but instead he stumbled forward. The monster whined as it leaned against the wall with outstretched hands. Cassie took the opportunity to recover her bow and plant another arrow into the side of the monster’s head. It toppled onto its side, thankfully not falling on top of Cassie. No longer impaled upon his cock, thick cream poured from Monica’s privates. They unlocked her shackles and helped her into the hall.

“How did you stop him?” Fiona asked with doe eyes.

“I can’t change the dream, but I can give it a nudge. I just imagined that I was squeezing his… thing with all of my might.” The curvy redhead gave a wicked grin. She put a hand on Cassie’s shoulder. “Come on, I think I know how we can get out of here.”

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Fiona waited, naked and bent over a wooden pedestal with a sturdy wooden beam supported above her. The robed men had strapped her wrists and ankles together before leaving. She was terrified of what was yet to come. Random noises echoed throughout the labyrinth. She could only see darkness beyond the tall and rusted iron gate in front of her. Behind there were double wooden doors; they had brought her in from that direction. One wall had numerous weapons hanging upon it and the other had thick gray lichen snaking its way down the stones.

The group of robed men and women had been waiting as she had turned a corner; they grabbed her and ripped her clothes away before carrying her to this room. Their leader, the silent woman, was stronger than the rest, she recalled. She couldn’t remember what had brought her here in the first place. She felt anxious as she waited, seeing phantom movements, her mind questioning every sound.

Fiona stared at her pale arms, trying to think of a way out. I definitely heard something that time! The disturbance grew louder beyond the gate. Hooves? She squinted as she tried to discern what approached in the shadows.

The robed woman emerged and slowly opened the heavy, creaking gate. She held a rope, which led to a grayish-brown pony; the horse’s head barely reached above hers. They walked leisurely towards her. Fiona struggled against her bonds, but knew she lacked the strength to break them. The silent woman glared as she directed the muscular beast beyond her sight. Fiona heard the pony snort and she felt something cold and wet between her legs. She was able to crane her neck far enough to see the woman dabbing a salve onto her fingers. The cultist held the horse at a distance, but it was obvious what she was preparing for.

“No, please don’t! It’s going to tear me apart!” Fiona pleaded. I’m too tiny to handle that thing! Ignoring her, the woman continued, slipping fingers in one at a time, taking care to ease them in to her tight pussy. The woman was surprisingly gentle, Fiona thought. She felt another finger slip in and then knuckles attempted to squeeze through the opening. It hurt at first, but after some time they were able to slip past with little pain. The woman pressed her large hand into Fiona and spread her fingers.

I’ve never had anything like this done to me before. It feels so weird! After a few times in and out, the woman withdrew and did something, causing the horse to whinny and neigh. Fiona peered back to see her rubbing something onto the pony’s growing shaft. “Please, you don’t need to do this!”

The woman made no response, guiding horse’s cock into the unwilling girl. Oh god, I feel it! The blossomed tip glided beyond her moist lower lips. It hurts, but not too bad, I guess. It feels so strange, though! Fiona grimaced as she felt the massive cock sliding into her belly. Hooves clapped against the stone as the pony lurched forward, draping its front legs on the wooden crosspiece above her. Nothing had ever been that deep in her and the sensation was causing her to scream. “It’s too much, stop him!”

The pony thrusted, again and again, exploring her. It only took three pumps before she felt a violent surge blasting into her. I can feel it in my uterus! Her belly grew, lifting her higher on the barrel. Her bonds now pulled tight, keeping her mashed against the barrel in spite of her distended belly. The long cock slid from between her legs and she felt some of its seed flow down her thighs. The horse jumped back and the woman guided him back from whence they came. Then there was silence again.

Thank god, it’s over.

The sound of clacking hooves caused her to flush. No, no more! This time the imposing figure was something beyond her wildest dreams. A half-man, half-horse galloped though the open gate. His horse half was easily twice the size of the previous equine. The male portion had a lean, chiseled physique. He looked very handsome as he moved closer, smiling with an obvious desire.

“I hope you can accept me.” Underneath, he swelled with infatuation, his horse-cock swaying with each step.

It’s massive! “I don’t think I can take half of that mammoth.”

“Well, I don’t care; I’m going to try anyway.” He moved quickly behind her and jumped, resting upon the wooden support. He prodded carelessly until he found his mark. He eased in a few inches before he drew back and slammed in. Waves of pain gripped her body as the slippery behemoth opened her even further. She could feel the sperm from the previous encounter spilling out as he plunged deeper. “Just last a little longer and I shall fit it entirely!” He forced it in with small, quick thrusts.

She pulled against her bonds with all her might, shrieking and wailing so loudly that it caused him to hesitate. “It’s hitting my womb!” She had never felt a pain so severe. He snorted and drew back, grunting as he slammed into her. He unburdened himself as he held in place. She had gone silent, limp as he inflated her more and more with each pulse. He pulled back, allowing his now flaccid cock to unsheathe itself. Thick cream dripped to the ground from her gaping hole. She had passed out from the pain, but she had accepted him entirely.

They had heard a blood-curdling scream and decided to investigate. “Wait here.” She told her companion. The woman of water moved ahead, observing the centaur mounting the poor girl. She moved silently as the beast backed away and headed to the open gate. She ran faster, causing splashing noises as she approached. He turned and reared, kicking her directly in the chest. The immense force broke her form apart, sending her splashing onto the floor. She slid away and reformed once again as Lindsay. The centaur ambled to the edge of the room, grabbing an axe from the weapon rack on the wall. He held the large axe with one hand as he charged.

The water nymph moved more gracefully than Lindsay ever could. Her large breasts fixed in place upon her as she leaned back and whipped forward, narrowly missing the swipe of the blade. She danced past a second blow, but a third strike cleaved her arm. Lindsay couldn’t absorb it, as she had to continue dodging the monster. Feeling weaker, she knew that if she lost too much water at one time then she wouldn’t survive. She started to dissolve into a puddle, attempting escape, but that allowed him to remove a large portion of her form again, sending it splashing against the far wall. On the floor, she felt weak and drained, unable to reform until she could reach more of her water.

In a sudden twist, an arrow sprouted from the beast’s side. He turned to see Cassie nocking another arrow. She sent it into his human chest. He stumbled, but still had enough strength to charge. She rushed to nock another arrow as he closed the distance. She loosed it before she leapt aside. It hit his chest squarely in the heart, sending him crashing into the wall. The huge beast collapsed, breathing his final breaths. Cassie collected herself and marveled at the swollen strawberry-blonde haired woman, stretched over a barrel. She untied her and helped her to the ground, as she was still unconscious.

Searching for Lindsay, she discovered the puddle, moving slowly, attempting to connect to the puddle by the wall. Cassie used her hands to collect some of the water and bring it to the largest puddle. That sped up the process and eventually Lindsay was able to reform in all her curvaceous splendor. “I was concerned that I might not have survived that encounter. Thank you. Is she alive?”

Cassie forced a sad smile. “Yeah. She’s not in good shape, though.”

“We can rest here for now. You can cook some of him for sustenance.”

Lindsay was disgusted by the idea, but she was starving, and eating horse wasn’t that odd in some cultures. She agreed, using a torch from the wall and some wood to construct a fire. As she prepared the meat, the mousy blonde girl finally stirred. Her swollen belly had been draining, but it was still noticeable inflated by the beast’s seed. Her large belly was a stark contrast to her small frame and tiny breasts. Her dainty lips scrunched as she arose. Her big brown eyes studied the situation. She gasped at the sight of Lindsay, the woman composed entirely of water, who sat beside her.

“It’s okay, we’re friends. We want to get out of here.” Cassie attempted to soothe her. She pointed to the crumpled corpse of the monster against the wall. “That was a centaur, it’s dead.” She seemed to relax a bit with that, though she was still nervous. The three women sat around the fire, naked and scared; feeling marginally better with warmth upon their skin and food in their bellies. Fiona ate twice as much as Cassie and still felt hungry. Then a thought struck her.

Fiona, gripped her inflated belly. “Oh my god! I’m going to be pregnant with a centaur child!”

Alisha

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​It seemed like it had been months since she first arrived. In the beginning, she was chained to the wall; two red-robed men would enter the room every few hours and force her to drink a disgusting liquid. At first, she fought; sometimes she had caused them to spill it, but they would come back later with twice as much. They usually beat her after such an encounter, forcing her into submission.

As time passed, she learned to accept their liquid diet. The substance had a foul aroma, but that no longer bothered her now. Once she stopped fighting, they removed the chains, allowing her to move within the confines of her cell. She had gained weight since she had become captive, swelling from a small, dainty girl into an obese monstrosity.

She guessed she currently weighed about 300 pounds. I can’t even see my cooter anymore. Seeing her reflection in a small puddle depressed her. Her once pointed face now rounded with an extra chin; tangled jet-black hair hanged to her hips. Her shoulders and arms were lumpy with excess fat and her legs grew outward, leading to her expansive backside. Alisha’s mid-section now had three separate rolls on the sides of a hulking stomach; her sagging, arm-full breasts swayed with each step. They had recently washed her, so her ebony skin still looked fresh and youthful.

“I really let myself go.” She spoke to her reflection in the torchlight. “I guess this is what happens when you don’t have any hope.” She sighed and walked back to the wall. She sat down with a loud thud, causing her body to quake from the impact. She tried to sleep again. That’s all I seem to do now.

She awoke to footsteps. A shimmer of light illuminated from beneath the door. She rose unsteadily as the door opened with a groan. Her meal had arrived. She could barely hold back her excitement. She shuffled closer to accept their bowl, but this time it was different. This time the robed man led a group who carried a large wooden barrel. They struggled to heft it through the doorway. Once inside they set it down with moderate care. The leading man pried the lid off, “drink!” He dipped a silver goblet into the white muck before offering it to her. She drank hastily. It’s thicker, but it doesn’t taste as bad as it used to. Maybe I’m just used to it now. She gulped it down as the man watched.

The man took the cup from her and motioned for her to lie down. She plopped onto the damp stone floor before laying back. He filled the cup again before he knelt, parting her legs with his free hand. “Drink!” He used a finger to partially open her loins. Alisha reached one hand down, between her unsightly belly and plump leg, to part the opposite side. He proceeded to pour some of the creamy fluid between her spread lower lips. She felt it flowing inside of her. She moaned uncontrollably. Nothing has gone in there for such a long time; it feels spectacular!

He refilled the cup and continued pouring until she was brimming with the sticky substance. Now overflowing, the man stood and filled it yet again. This time he meant for her to drink normally. As she gulped down another helping, the man pressed her legs together. “Keep that inside until we return.” He took the cup and refilled it. “One more.” She complied, feeling queasy as she drank another cup full. She watched the door close and listened as their steps grew fainter. I feel so fulfilled. I want more! She rolled and used the barrel to raise herself. She dipped the goblet into the half-filled barrel and took another drink, and another. She was barely able to stomach the third.

Finally unable to ingest any more, she filled the cup and sat it on the floor. She got back onto the ground, and once in the correct position, she refilled her lower opening to the limit. Now, she waited, feeling nauseous for a long while. Once her stomach settled she fell asleep.
She awoke some time later and they hadn’t returned. This upset her. She decided to drink more in an attempt to relax. She arose and drank many a cup full. The barrel was approaching the bottom when she heard the door slam open. She was shocked to see the cultists rushing towards her.

“You defy my orders?”
“I’m sorry, I needed more!”
“Greed leads to punishment.”

They hit her, causing her retreat before tumbling backwards. Her skin slapped on the stone as she rolled to the wall. Pain wracked her body as they encircled her, grabbing her wrists and restraining her in chains. They left and returned shortly after with another barrel. Placing it in front of her, he pried the lid off. They departed again, leaving the sustenance just beyond her reach.

Alisha whined and struggled, attempting to free herself. It was in vain, as the delicious substance still sat temptingly close by. The need for more was agonizing. Why won’t they let me have more? What the fuck is going on? “Why the fuck are you taunting me?” She snapped, yelling into the empty, torch-lit room.

Days past, she thought, and still no one came. She figured she’d lose weight in that time, but instead she seemed to be growing. Now immobile, she figured she weighed about 500 pounds. Her arms and legs now had many folds. Alisha’s breasts flowed to either side, her nipples resting upon the stone. Her massive belly ballooned past her knees, covering the bulk of her outstretched legs. She cried herself to sleep.

Suddenly she felt hope. The robed figures entered and unclasped her chains. She tried to stand, but her arms buckled beneath her immense weight. They pulled her legs, causing her to sprawl flat on the ground. She heard a splash as the leader filled the goblet. He brought it to her lower lips and began filling her from below. Once that orifice overflowed, he refilled and came around, holding her head higher, allowing her to drink eagerly. Then they set to cleaning her. They brought in buckets of warm scented water and scoured her soft skin from head to toe.

“She is ready.” They left her without any explanation. She struggled to move, and after many attempts, she was able to roll onto her side. Sweating and breathless, she pulled on the barrel; it tipped and cracked as it hit the floor. “No, no, no!” She used all of her energy to scoot the broken barrel closer. She opened her mouth as the white fluid splashed upon her face. She swallowed as much as she was able and once empty she licked the remnants from her face. Alisha licked the inside of the barrel as well. I wonder why the torches in here never go out. The errant thought passed as she slid her tongue along the sodden wood.

A distant thud caught her attention. Then another, they grew in volume. Something is coming… something big! The small earthquakes stopped just beyond the wooden door. There was a loud crack as the entire wall fell forward, crumbling to the ground. She covered her face and screamed in a feeble attempt to protect herself.

A large silhouette appeared amidst the settling dust. An enormous, muscular man watched her without making a sound. He stood around 12 feet tall, having to lower his head so it didn’t hit the stone ceiling. His lone eye transfixed upon her, her own eyes drawn to the growing pole between his legs. Oh my god! It’s as big as my arm! She gasped. This caused the monster to salivate; he took only one, large step to stand above her.

A low groan escaped as he dropped to his knees. He wrapped his enormous hands around her and lifted her easily. He raised her to his mouth and licked sloppily between her legs. She was terrified as she saw his large, single eye watching her. He could tear me apart if he wanted to. She was awash with feelings of fear and euphoria as the beast slowly licked her privates.

It grunted as it moved her lower. She knew what was about to happen. She felt the engorged shaft pressing between her legs; the tip being forced into her small, damp opening. She shrieked as it passed the threshold. His hands moved her body down as his hips pressed up, impaling her on his swollen member. The warm spear pulsed inside of her. She could not believe it was still going in, but this amount pain could mean that she wouldn’t last to see the end of the experience. He disregarded her screams as he moved her fleshy body downward. Then he stopped, fully inside. It felt as if he was parting her womb. Her insides ached as he held her in place.

The Cyclops groaned as he started lifting her. He moved her up and down, sliding Alisha upon him like a sex doll. Her legs hanged limply and her breasts and belly flopped with each motion. Skin slapped against the toned monster as he fucked her. Abruptly, he stopped. His face was twisted as he held her in place, his organ buried to the hilt. He howled. Alisha watched his cum force her stomach outward. Each blast sent her skin upward before it settled in her inflating belly. I think he’s forcing cum into my womb. It fucking hurts!

The monster laid her upon the floor as he slid his slimy cock out of her. He retreated through the massive hole in the wall he had created. Alisha ran her hand upon her glistening thigh. She noticed it was the same white, creamy fluid she had been drinking for the past few months. The thought sickened her. Yuck! I’ve been addicted to his spunk all this time! At least I’m still alive, I guess. Her insides throbbed. She looked around the destroyed room before looking at her flabby arm. She sighed sadly.

The Observer

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This room was vastly larger than the rest. Ornate chandeliers hung from the vaulted roof. Elegant pillars were spaced evenly on either side of the hall. Two cloth-covered stone altars sat at the head of the room. There were racks on opposite sides of the altars, both holding around a hundred tall, slowly burning, red candles. From his perch, he watched as the cultists carried their expectant captive. She had all of her limbs removed and her belly swelled out, noting her long pregnancy. How odd that she is still captive inside of her.

Four men carried the girl and another led the procession. They sat her upon a stone altar at the head of the room. They removed her gag as they encircled her. “Please, there is something inside of me!” She wailed, but the cultists ignored her warnings. Four more cultists appeared, carrying another fruitful captive; this one, however, still had her limbs. Her belly bulged with the beast’s seeds. That one is Trisha. They placed her upon another altar. She protested and struggled, but she was weak and burdened, and soon she went limp once again.

The leader began chanting and all of the other cultists joined him. The leader drew his dagger and brought it high above the first girl’s belly. Piper. Water erupted from between the stumps where her legs had been. The cultist lowered his blade and, with mild surprise, he walked upon the damp floor. He waited for her child to come.

Oh, the anticipation! He giggled quietly, from the ledge.

Suddenly the water rose beneath his feet, vaulting him backwards. His head rapped against the stone wall, a distinct pool of blood was assurance of his demise. The water took the form of a well-proportioned, buxom woman.

She stood defensively as the other cultists approached her, looking for an opportunity to strike. One stepped closer and the water nymph punched him in the chest, toppling him backwards with excessive force. And that is Lindsay… Well, the nymph kept Lindsay’s form, so there must be some of her remaining in there.

The cultists struck at the woman made of water, but they had no effect. They are too stubborn to run, or too stupid. Four of the cultists came back to the second girl, Trisha, and carried her; they were attempting to take her elsewhere. Maybe they’re smarter than I had believed.

Trisha’s belly puffed out; slime began pouring from her lower orifices, leaving a trail as they hefted her away. She shrieked as her belly began vibrating. The cultists stopped and sat her down, uncertain of what was happening. Her belly pressed out in awkward angles, as if something was attempting to push out. She opened her legs wide as a tendril snaked its way from her loins. She wailed as a small grotesque, snake-like creature crawled from her other opening. It moved onto her leg and stopped.

One cultist leaned closer to inspect the strange creature; it lunged without warning, mandibles clamped onto his cheek as he tried to wrench it free. The tentacle protruding from her privates elongated and grabbed another cultist’s ankle. He tripped and screamed with terror as the tentacle pulled him closer. Soon it was pulling his bare foot into her. Trisha slammed her fist onto the ground as she tried to cope with the pain. The other cultists ran for the exit. He was knee deep and still writhing in pain as the monster pulled the man farther into her. He struggled frantically as it sucked his appendage deeper. It made it to his thigh before it stopped.

There was a popping sound. Suddenly free, the man pulled himself away, his leg was now completely gone. Slime and blood smeared across the floor as he tried to crawl away in shock. His companion was now on the ground with the snake creature still planted on his cheek. The legless man tried to grab his friend’s dagger, but before he could reach, the tentacle showed itself again. It’s not done with you yet. He watched as it wound its way around the man’s other leg.

The spectator saw the group of robed men fighting a losing battle with the water nymph. And what’s this? He spotted the two fleeing cultists. They were stopped by a confident woman who wielded a bloodied sword; she had a spare weapon between her legs. My dear Rita! You’ve come a long way. She was small and able to dodge past their attacks. She easily dropped them with two powerful swipes before she signaled to her companion. A frazzle-haired, defeated looking woman with broad shoulders entered the room. Cassie looks like she’s been overused. The spectator smiled. How wonderful that you two showed up!

They kept their distance from the the man being swallowed by the woman’s lower lips. He laid lifeless, shoulder-deep as he moved into her inch-by-inch. Her distended belly quaked as the creature inside of her feasted on its victim. Rita surprised the final cultist opposing the water nymph. Lindsay’s aqueous form relaxed; the flow beneath her translucent skin visibly calmed.

“I have encountered you before. Who are you, tainted one?”
“Rita, what are you?”
Lindsay’s head turned to look at Cassie. “Are you her captive?”
Rita’s grip tightened on her sword. “She’s with me, you monster!”
Lindsay stepped forward and her form roiled before collapsing to the floor. The puddle moved and rose around Rita, enveloping her body. Rita’s stance tightened slowly, strained by the water nymph’s pull.

Rita grunted and abruptly broke Lindsay’s hold. The water nymph splashed to the floor around her. The puddle reformed a short distance away. “Cassie, she’s too strong. Run!” Linday shot a strong blast of water directly upon Rita’s unnatural appendage. Rita dropped, breathless from the strike. Lindsay and Cassie bolted to the door. It was a long span of time before Rita regained her senses. She cursed loudly as she stood. She looked to Trisha, who had passed out; the beast inside her, however, had begun eating the cultist that her serpent had killed.

Rita avoided that area; instead, she walked leisurely to the altar that held Piper. Rita smiled covetously, running her hand along the remaining portion of the woman’s amputated thigh. Her finger’s traced the helpless girl’s wet slit. Rita’s organ rose within moments.

Piper moaned as Rita touched her clit. She looked down to watch the woman with large-breasts and a large-organ moving into position. “Oh, yes. I need you inside of me!” Rita prodded her opening. She moved slowly once she found her way in. “Oh, it’s so much bigger! I love it!” Piper groaned with slight pain and immense pleasure. Rita lifted her and lowered her body fully onto her shaft; she proceeded to move her body in rhythm with her hips for full penetration.

She increased her pace, using all of her strength to slam the girl’s body onto her rod. She quivered as she erupted into her vassal; in kind, Piper screamed with delight as she accepted Rita’s seed.

Still he watched. What a delightful display. It’s only a matter of time before I break the others. Laughing quietly, he closed his eyes and teleported elsewhere.