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.



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.


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.”



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!”

The Observer


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.



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.