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Her previous memory was a massive explosion and a piece of struccrete hitting her and knocking her cold.
Slowly, Denya came to, her head still aching and spinning, her blurred vision gradually refocusing and stabilizing, feeling she was lying on a cold floor.
She tried to focus her vision, but the image wouldn't stop spinning, so she attempted to sit up, her attempt foiled as the wristlocks and ankle locks that kept her to the floor kept her down.
Harshly laughing voices.
She closed her eyes and wanted to shake her head, when a foot was planted on her forehead, pushed her against the ground, and a flask of something was forced between her lips, and a hot, burning liquid forced down her throat.
Coughing and gasping, she tried to convulse, again stopped by the shackles that kept her in place, and as she opened her eyes, her vision stabilized, she saw she was surrounded by tough looking red skinned succubae. Wixennia.
"Well, well," the one who had her foot on Denya's head jeered, "what do we have here - a nicely plump Hadiz to play with!", as she leaned down and roughly grasped one of Denya's massive breasts, kneading the mass brutally before pinching her big, fat nipple, pulling it upwards to show the others just what big catch they had.
"I don't think she's all that big," another one said, "why don't we fill her up and stuff her."
The suggestion brought cheers, and Denya, shackled to a board, was hauled up, and carried like a trophy to the pack's camp.
---
They hung her on the wall of their quarters and gathered around admiring their newest 'catch'
One of them, clearly a specialist of some kind, stepped up to her and grabbed Denya's thick, solid breasts and gave them a good, thorough kneading, before testing out the size of her lust tunnel, using her hand and forearm as a gauge.
"She's got some potential." she finally judged.
"Fuck potential, just get to work," another, marked as a leader, said.
"How big do you want her," the specialist asked.
"I want to have to stuff those fat Hadiz nipples in my hole."
"I didn't ask that. How big do you want her ?"
The leader spread her arms to the rest of the team.
"Pump her up fucking big and hard," one said.
"Naw," another chipped in, "pump her up bigger, nest her and half-deflate."
"I say we just pump her till she nearly bursts, fuck her, nest her, then fuck her again, then pump her till her fat tits split apart."
Cheers went up and the leader smiled wickedly. "Do it."
Helplessly, Denya watched as a machine was brought into the camp, and the specialist shoved a pair of tubes into her thick, enhanced nipples, until they were deep inside her sore breasts.
"Relax," the specialist said, gently stroking Denya's face, smiling cruelly, "after the first dose, you'll feel so fucking great, you will be screaming for more - and if you don't, we'll just give it to you either until you do or you blow."
Denya shook her head in sheer terror, but before she sould say anything, a gag stuffed in her mouth and locking her head to he board prevented any possible comments.
---
The machine whirred into life and an ominous countdown ran from 5 to 1 on the face of the machine. the number clicked to 0, and the gentle whirr turned into a shrieking whine as Denya's breasts ballooned outwards, blasted full of wixennia bioplasm, filling up every cubic inch of her breasts, pressurizing her until she felt she was goign to explode.
Her redskinned captors were cheering and jeering as her bust size nearly tripled, her aureolae distended and stretched, her nipples feeling ready to split open and disgorge the liquid. the shriek turned to a whirr again and the specialist checked it, and then her victim, running her hands over the inflated boobs standing stiffly forwards despite their mass.
"Oh these are very nice," the specialist crooned, 'these are by far the biggest I've seen so far here - well, after the first dose that is."
"Stretch her and fill her up again," the crowd jeered.
An air hypo was pressed to the side of Denya's neck, a short hiss, and her breasts relaxed and sagged, becoming large, soft bags hanging on her chest that spilled onto the floor.
The machine counted down again, and as it started shrieking, Denya filled up again, her gigantic breasts, easily 7 feet across and 9 long being forcibly filled beyond capacity.
As the machine shut down the crowd was gasping in amazement at her size, and more than on e of her captors had one hand between their legs or at work massaging their own smallish breasts.
Denya felt hands groping at her massive bioplasm-filled balloons, fingers raking over her stretched flesh, sliding over her stretched out aureolae, up to the tips of her mammoth nipples.
"Set it to manual and incease the pressure," the leader commanded.
"But," the specialist started.
"No discussion! Set it to manual and pump her up! Now!"
Denya felt he pressure on her body increase as her titanic titties swelled further, distending, stretching to the very limits of elasticity.
"I think she's finally big enough to starting molding her," the leader of the pack declared.
"Noo, bigger, bigger," her crew chanted feverishly, "pump her up bigger.
We want much more."
"Kinky devils, your crew," the specialist said to he leader while rummaging in her toolkit, "but the entire body frame needs stretching for another go or she'll rip apart."
Before she was even finished finding the right chemical, the rest had removed Denya from he board and taken off her shackles and gag, and all that came from her mouth was sobs and screams, arms limp at her side, paralyzed in terror.
"How big she gonna be," one of the crew asked, "because we want to take'er home with us for hours o'fun when we rotate ba' out."
"Dunno," the specialist said, "she's 8 foot tall now - I figure she'll be twelve to fifteen afterwards."
Collective gasps and moans of lust went round the pack, and none of them could stop touching or feeling their prey's body.
"This is a first today actually," the specialist remarked conversationally, filling up a pressure hypo, "I've done all kinds of shit today - hardbody, gas boobs, megapussy, multilimbing and multilusting; one crew even wanted a triple nesting - one between the legs and one in each tit, believe it or not, they said they wanted a good fuck. I don't care. But giantsizing, now that really gets me going too."
The hypo hissed, and Denya let out a guttural scream as her blood felt like like it turned to scalding hot steam, then to fire, as the catalyst agent tore through her body, briefly settled, before it activated, absorbing the bioplasm, twisting flesh, bone and tissue as her body swelled to its new size, her deflating breasts spreading out as the Wixennia crew threw themselves at their developing lust icon, feverishly grinding their bodies against it to feel the growing, mutating body beneath theirs.
The growing stopped and the specialist inspected her handiwork while most of the crew was on the ground masturbating their fingers off.
"Hot damn," the leader whispered, "is she for real ?"
"You better believe it," the specialist said, pulling the now inadequate filler hoses out of Denya's gigantic, turgid nipples, each one almost as big as one of her captors' bodies.
"We're going to need a bigger pump," one of them said.
"Oh this one has the required capacity," the specialist said, "but gimme a hand shoving in these new fillers, else we'll still be waiting tomorrow."
A few minutes later the pump was shrieking again as Denya's monster boobs slowly inflated to full size and stiffness, taking almost an hour to reach capacity, whilst the Wixennia rew cavorted and fornicated with each other on the swelling masses, slowly climbing up towards the sky.
Finally, the pair of breasts stood fully filled, towering tall, aureolae fully distended until een the base of the nipples was swollen fat.
"Well, I think she's finally up to size," the leader said.
"Fine with me," the specialist said, " where do you want to start ?"
"Between those big legs - I want her clit shaped and sized so, that I can fuck it - but it's got to be a tight fit, and it's got to be so fucking long and fucking hard I'll have to fight to get it to fit."
---
The specialist prepared the shot, and without thinking, she applied it.
She had no reason to suspect, no reason to think Denya was any different from the others she'd already done before that day, twisted into perverse forms and shapes, to please their new mistresses.
Denya's breasts began to deflate.
"What the fuck did you do," Leader snapped, "that wasn't what I wanted."
"I didn't do anything wrong," Specialist shot back, "because you're not the first today to want this - I don't know what's ... "
The rest of the pack began to back away.
Denya breathed deeply, her body absorbing more and more bioplasm, the molding cocktail having triggered the remnants of protoplasm in her body.
The sheer volume quickly overwhelmed her mental capacity, and an ancient precoded sequence shot through her body, protoplasm enhanced cells absorbing the bioplasm, twisting flesh, bones and skin to a design long forgotten - with good reason.
Her arms lengthened, her legs withered and were absorbed into her quickly swelling abdomen, her ass ballooning to ever larger size as it filled with a synthesized gas lighter than than the air as she slipped from the ground, inverted, her ass still inflating, stretching, changing, a pair of small dark spots appearing, then blossoming into gigantic nipples mounted on top of bulbous aureolae, what used to be her crotch between them vastly inflating into a huge fleshy flower with stiffly inflated lips for petals, her clit a thick long, jet black protrusion jutting out from it, her mound inflating further as it developed.
Her breasts continued to shrink and tighten until they were lemon-shaped, about four feet across and 7 long, bulbous aureolae, and her nipples massive slightly curved shafts poking out from them, still attached to the bioplasm pump.
Her face, now upside down, remained relatively unchanged, apart from her lips getting fuller and more luscious, but it was her eyes, which she snapped open as the transformation completed, that had gotten a hypnotic quality, fully luminous pools of purest azure blue.
As it bobbed up, massaging its hanging boobs, running its hands over its massive nipple shafts, it licked its thick, purple lips with a long, serpentine tongue and its gaze locked onto the leader.
"You," it hissed, "come to me. Feel my lust." Mesmerized by the sight, the leader advanced into he creature's embrace, as it wrapped its long arms around the leader's body, locking its lips onto the nether lips of its ... victim ...
---
It large, soft lips enveloped the leader's crotch entirely, and the victim let out a gasp as an explosive orgasm wracked her body, then another, and another, and then she changed, growing larger, more voluptuous; her muscle tone giving way to softer, more feminine curved, her smallish breasts rapidly filling out into jelly-filled mountains dominating her chest, aureolae and nipples blossoming from rosebuds to flowers to massive implements of lust, swelling and disproportioning, her mammoth breasts stretching further and further from her body, until they exceeded the size of her body, jiggling and swaying under the constant barrage of orgasms, her massively engorged nipples stretching and extruding into smaller copies of those the creature that was ravishing her.
It let go, caressing he newly blossomed boobs and feeling the long, hard shafts thrusting from them.
The changed leader opened her eyes, pools of pure glowing crimson staring at the rest.
"You," her sultry, seductive voice speaking to the specialist, "turn on that pump. This sinful sister needs more of this infernal ambrosia."
The specialist hesitated, and the leader walked towards her, breasts swaying and jiggling, the huge nipples at crotch height, erecting, dribbling with anticipation.
"Turn it on," she crooned, "turn it on and partake in our sin - my sin, your sin, their sin, and let us transcend into bliss."
"I ... don't know," the specialist said, unable to take her eyes off the undulating breasts and swaying nipples, unable to stop thinking how well one of those would fit between her legs, still gazing up at the massively endowed creature bobbing in the air behind her, her mind clouding fast as a sweet smell wafted over her, the jiggling leader's nipples glistening with sexual secretions, "I ... I ... I ... I don't ...know if I ..."
The rest of the pack stood transfixed in rapture at the scene, the sweetness infectign them as well, clouding their minds, whipping up their arousal, until one of them gave in completely, pushed the specialist aside and turned the device on.
---
Its eyes brightened, the azure glow lighting the camp as it started swelling again, its breasts engorging, first filling out to solid globes, then erecting and stretching in length to contain more, even as the immense balloons keeping it airborne swelled up, and as it lifted, it hooked its hands into the ground, keeping itself down and in reach of the pump as it started filling up, the nipples on top fattening into stubby, chunky pipes mounted on top of matte black semiglobular aureolae.
While it was filling, the leader jiggled foward and thrust one of its nipples between he specialist's legs, embracing her, squashing the huge soft breast between their bodies.
The response came immediately, and the specialist began to buck and thrust, their lips locking in an intimate embrace as the specialist's body convulsed with its first orgasm.
The other Wixennia that had turned on the pump lifted up the leader's other breast, finding it soft, but firm; the nipple oozing fluid out of its large central duct, and sucked it into her mouth, even as he leader reclined, pulling both her partners down, the specialist sitting on top, riding one of the breasts, the other deepthroating the other, quickly turning around so the reclined leader had access to the slopping wet lust tunnel aching between her legs.
Behind them, the creature filled up and kept engorging, growing slightly larger, apparently having achieved a neutral lift as it was no longer holding onto the ground, but was still filling up, the breasts with the tubes in them blossoming to truly massive sizes, its flotation balloons widening, and what used to be its crotch still inflating, its nether lips full and hard, its mound a giant balloon forcing the spheres on their side of it apart, its clit a twisting, lengthening and prehensile tentacle plunged deep in its swelling sex, as it throbbed and pulsed, pumping is and out.
---
Finally, when its breasts as large around as one of the Wixennia was tall, it pulled the hoses out, and the pump shut off after it briefly splattered the area with a viscous greenish-blue liquid.
Quiet settled over the camp as the creature watched the trio, still locked in lust, before it used its arms to drag itself forward, effortlessly plucking the specialist off the leader's tit and nipple, then engulfing her crotch in its full mouth, legs spread wide apart, drawing a deep breath, and the specialist began to inflate.
Not just her breasts or sex, no, she began to inflate entirely, but, not entirely proportionally.
Azure liquid leaked from the seam between the deep purple lips and the red body, and the body got bigger.
Her legs straightened, her feet pitched down and her toes curled up, her arms went akimbo, as her body swelled in size, upper arms and shoulders swelling faster, her thighs fattening, her tight ass spreading rapidly, the once nearly flat breasts leaping up and out, and she got bigger, and bigger, as the creature kept inflating her, until she was double the size of her sisters, and still she swelled, her thighs and ass so incredibly huge they would better fit someone three times the size, like her massively swollen upper arms and shoulders.
Her obscenely swollen breasts further distended, ballooning higher and higher, and still she grew, until her crotch again came into view, a massive lump between the giant legs, still with the purple lips locked onto it, still growing, and growing, and growing, five times as large as normal, her breasts towering over even the flotation balloons of the creature.
Her nipples were taut cylinders spreading in size, perched on top of huge, dangerously bulging aureolae, already well past semi-globes, and still she got bigger, her entire body approaching 8 times normal size, her clit a long finger of inflated flesh guarding the opening below, bulging, and still going up like the rest of her, her thighs so huge now the creature couldn't get its arms around them, its arms and feet pushing up against the surrounding ruins, and still it kept inflating her, breasts wobbling up into the air as they spread.
The fornicating duo was still at it, the deepthroating pack member having plunged her snatch on top of the vacated other nipple and pumping for all her strength, pistoning hard, setting the massive jelly cleavage below sloshing wildly, while the leader was crooning and moaning, her arms in the deep gorge between her gelatinous gazonga's, stroking and stimulating her swollen sex, jetting more and more sweet scented aphrodisiac, enrapturing the audience staring in lustful fascination - and anticipation, hoping their turn would be next.
---
The inflated one now stretched well over ten times normal size, every part of her strained under pressure, its aureolae now fully globular, its mound almost too large for the creature's mouth to contain, its huge clit a huge ball larger than it's inflator's head, and still it wouldn't let up, pushing on, twelve times normal size, fifteen, twenty, the creature having buried its head between the stiffly inflated nether lips, the inflated boobs mounstrous balloons, the cinched ring where the breasts and aureolae met having given up, returning them to jutting semi-spheres, and still it kept expanding until it wobbled up to twenty seven times its original size, hovering in the night air, its huge, soft balloon breasts folding over and around any nearby structures, swaying in the winds.
The creature pulled its head from between the glistening wet, stiffly inflated lips with a slurping POP, it itself dwarfed by its lusty creation, the clit towering over the huge slit being bigger than the creature's gas balloons it was suspended beneath.
---
It focused its attention on the frolicking pair, pulling the wildly gyrating pack member off the enhanced leader, who was instantly rushed by two more, who eagerly lowered themselves voluntarily onto her hard, stiff penile nipples and began pumping up and down like crazy, their hard thighs slapping rhythmically against the widly rolling boobs.
Rather than bringing the pack member to her mouth, the creature's long clit-tentacle wound itself around the packmember and carried her up into the lusty blossom between its towering gas bags, whee the Wixennia was plunged between the thick fleshy lips, completely disappearing from view, the only indication something was happening was a sopping, slurping sound, and occasionally an arm, leg or head would pop out, while the creature stroked its own nipples, massaged its immense azure breasts and kept looking at the fornicating trio in front of it, smiling enigmatically.
Several minutes later, with a sucking, slurping sound, the pack member reappeared, glistenin wet from the prolific juices, and was delivered into he arms of the creature. The other three that hadn't yet had their turn, even though they were heavily intoxicated by the sights and smells and sounds of lust all around them gasped.
She was almost three feet taller now, her body even more curvaceous and voluptuous than the leader, but it was her super spectacular breasts that all eyes focused on intently.
They were so incredibly large, yet stood straight off her body, projecting six feet out from her body, without a single hint of sag or droop, pointing outward away from each other due to their lemon shape, her crotch was nearly three times the size it should be, oozing lust lust juices while she was just standing there, shedding the intoxicating effect of the procedure she had just passed through.
Her jet black nipples, each bursting from a bump-studded, turgid aureola, jutted out another foot, but it was when she took her first step, a bounce more that made her look like she was almost as light as air, setting her udders rippling with waves right up to the tips of her nipples, making them sway and oscillate in every direction imaginable, that caused the last three of the pack to lose all self-control and remaining inhibition.
They rushed her, one falling on her knees, burying her face in her crotch, the other two latching onto her nipples, hands clawing at those incredible mammaries, each forcing the black shaft deeper into their mouth and throat until their faces pushed hard against the soft, pliable, but heaving base they were mounted on.
---
The creature observed the Wixennia in their throes of induced lust, turning its attention again to the leader, offering one of its gargantuan nipples to her, and she put the valve on her mouth and sucked, drinking deep from the huge stream of sweet nectar, as her body swelled and changed, her entire frame growing, her breasts especially distending, impaling her two lovers on her rapidly growing nipples as they rode them upwards before she started passing on the changes to them as well, blasting huge volumes of liquid from her quickly swelling breasts into them, twisting their bodies, enlarging their physical capabilities, while their breasts plumped up into giant balls leaping away from their swelling bodies, all three of them getting bigger and bigger, until they were massively endowed giantesses 15 feet tall, their breasts impossibly erect, their skin taut and flawless, their crotches dripping with cum, their massive, phallic nipples standing proud and erect, ready for action.
The creature floated over to them, caressed their bodies, its long thin fingers running over their tremendous tits, capped by solid, chunky, but pliable nipples oozing a bit of sweet smelling sticky nectar, smelled their crotches, its long tongue probing every square inch of their sex, testing every nook and cranny, every fold and every bump for a lust response, and getting one from each spot and from each of them.
---
Floating over to where the other three were ravishing the 10 foot tall seductress, it pulled one of them, who was sucking one of the Seductress' large nipples, face buried in the giant mass of soft breast mass, gently away, lifted her up, and enveloped her crotch in its mouth, using its arms to support her.
It closed its eyes, the dim azure glow vanishing from the camp as it began probing its latest victim's sex.
The Wixennia gasped and moaned in orgasm stacked on orgasm, the creature's tongue deeply penetrating her, the saliva in its mouth a tremendously powerful drug enabling those who it held to experience sexual arousal, and discharge, at impossible intensities, and it kept going, the Wixennia being thrust from orgasm to orgasm, wave after wave of unrelenting lust, until finally, the creature relented and let her blossom into the same form as the three she had just inspected, but bigger, her body rapidly inflating to over two times its original size, her breasts almost exploding outwards, rolling forwards like waves of pleasure without a cliff to break on, her aureolae building like the white cap, except they were black as jet, and on top, bobbing nipples, extruding out of the thick, fleshy bulges, first tenting the shape, then almost as if they were breaking through, rising up out of the field of bumps, swelling to fullness, lengthening and engorging, her entire body still swelling, her breasts now rubbing up against the creature's giant boob-balloons it hung beneath, until she was close to 30 feet tall, towering over her 15-foot sisters, her breasts so huge each one was almost as large as both of he creature's flotation boobs, her crotch large enough to swallow one of her smaller sisters whole.
---
It put her next to her smaller brethren, and picked up the other one hungrily wolfing down the Seductress' nipple, put rather than pick her up and engulf her crotch in its mouth, the creature slid down her body and probed around her tight, muscular sex, its tongue probing the gate, putting it slightly ajar before taking a quick feel inside for the treasures within, setting her moaning with delight as the first orgasm rocked her body from even this slight touch.
It probed deeper, using its tongue again, this time to fully penetrate her, and she hugged the creature's body, burying her face in the creature's soft but firm flesh, grinding her crotch into its inverted face, while it pushed its breasts around the Wixennia, almost smothering her between the giant orbs, closing her up in a prison of excessive extasy as the salivating tendril between her legs stepped up the pace, barraging her body and mind with an assault of pleasure unlike any she had had before, she wrapping her legs around the creature's head, forcing her crotch onto its mouth, feeling how it squashed her between its gargantuan boobs and body, felt how its breasts were pumping, pulsing mountains of fullness crushing against her, the friction of skin on skin alone being an arousal.
Again the tongue went faster, deeper, more thorough, exploring depths where nothing had been before, felt its lips engulf her crotch, felt how it started sucking out her juices, as her mound began filling it mouth, still its tongue deep inside her, twisting, turning, curling, and sliding, leaving no place untouched.
---
It ground its breasts closer against the Wixennia, even as it began molding her body, sucking its mound larger and larger, until it filled its mouth, pushing the ball out and locking its lips onto the impossibly engorged nether lips, and began inflating.
Gradually, it let released its breasts as her victim increased in size, her mound a huge ball bobbing between her legs, the rest of her body growing, but proportionally.
It put her down, and kept inflating, her breasts beginning to form into luscious pear shapes, but her mound distended into a massive oval balloon, its clitoris a huge lump pushing her tube-like lust lips apart, the structure no longer a stiff, hard balloon but more a dome, spreading from her belly to just above her knees, and still expanding, the edge creeping over the lower half of her swelling breasts, rolling over her calves.
It stopped inflating and gently rubbed its hands over its creation, cuddling itself on the giant cunt spread out below it, reveling in its size and shape, sliding its breasts and nipples through the deep cleft separating the two halves, setting the entire dome jiggling as it did so.
---
The Seductress moaned loudly as the last unchanged Wixennia thrust her nose into its snatch, the smaller female's hands clawing at the Seductress' ass, digging deep into the delicious sex, oblivious to the hypertransformations having taken place around her, just wanting that slit, wanting that orgasm, wanting to make this huge chick cum in her face.
She grunted, roughly pushing the larger female to the ground, amazed at how easy she submitted and how light she was, and turned around, her body now straddling the Seductress, her crotch buried just under the larger one's breasts, folding her legs around the soft body, more feeling like she was grabbing at a balloon or some sort of artificial doll than real flesh, but she didn't care. The torrent of juices spurted at her face convinced her otherwise, and she wanted more of it, until she got the fountain of lust she hungered for.
---
The creature circled the pair, while the Seductress moaned and pushed her breasts down over the determined Wixennia, who had no intention of letting up, her juices trickling over the Seductress' perfect body, sucking the large clit, tongue running up and down the swollen lips, cinching her legs tighter, feeling the body under her change its shape a little, the mound puffing up slightly, but also triggering a new eruption of fluids and a deep vibrating moan.
It watched the scene with amusement, and, deciding that they would be busy for some time, it floated towards the abandoned bioplasm pump, pulling the thin output tubes from the ports, and shutting them off, before picking up the largest size tube, about 3 inches across, and after attaching it to the pump it took the other end in its mouth, and switched on the machine.
As it looked at the Seductress and the last Wixennia, it began absorbing the steady stream of bioplasm, its breasts getting fuller and fuller, the aureolae bulging and stretching to hold back the tide of flesh and fluid within, the nipples stiffening into huge black rods, the tips hovering mere inches off the ground, as the lighter-than-air boob-balloons she was suspended beneath towered higher and wider, pushed apart by its own inflating crotch bulb, the tentacle pumping its slit pulsing faster, getting thicker, lust lips blossoming into massive tubes lining either side of her breathtaking vaginal cleavage as it bumped the massively inflated form overhead to the side, outgrowing the breasts of her 30-foot creation, while it itself grew as well, swelling to well over twice times its former size before the supply of plasm dried up, the pump running dry and burning out with a dull thud followed by sparks and smoke.
Dejectedly it dropped the hose, licking its massive lustful lips with its serpentine tongue, making sure it got every last drop before turning its attention to her Seductress and her victim.
---
It slowly floated towards the Seductress and her prey, its hands grabbing the Seductress' massive breasts, softly squeezing them, altering her body shape, widening her hips and swelling her sex as her volume shifted, triggering a wave of fluids in the Prey's face, who cinched her legs tighter and dug deeper into the bulging mound, while the creature brought one of the Seductress' nipples to its large, luscious lips and blew a puff of breath into it, the sultry Seductress swelling slightly.
It let go and observed that the Prey was unaware of the nature of its extraordinarily curvaceous, jiggling, quivering captor, or didn't care.
The creature drifted over to the Seductress' face, one of its hard, glistening black nipples sliding over her face, the tip ending up resting against her mouth. Its azure eyes flared, and the Seductress reached for the thick shaft, both its hands barely able to wrap around it, and her soft rubbery lips tenderly kissed the rough top surface, her mouth searching for the straining recessed valve in the center, holding back a tide of sensual ambrosia, waiting for the right key to open the floodgates.
The Seductress' silky mouth found the depression in the center, kissed it softly, then more firm, before sucking herself onto it, her cheecks drawing hollow, her tongue a battering ram trying to open the stiff gate standing between her and total bliss.
She pushed harder, forcing her tongue into the tissue, her boobs flailing from the effort of drawing vacuum, when suddenly the valve cracked open and the torrent began roaring into her body.
The Seductress arched her back and spread her legs wide as the mutagenic nectar invaded her body, welcoming it, desiring it, wanting more of it.
The Prey felt the long legs separate, granting her easier access to the puffy mound she'd been eating out for the past half hour or so, and she lost no time in immediately starting on the main course, burying her face in it to get deeper into it, to lick the sweet nectar, to trigger the inevitable eruption she was searching.
Her legs, tightly wrapping, squeezing the body of the Seductress were forced apart as the Seductress filled up, every cubic inch of her body stuffed full of of the creature's sweet nectar, the Seductress' flailing breasts havng slplashed to the ground like water balloons, sloshing and wobbling on either side of her body while they steadily rose and filled.
The creature floated up off the Seductress' face, splashing it with a last squirt of its nectar, buoyed up by losing some of its ballast, quickly reestablishing equilibrium again, before completely sinking to the ground, resting its entire form on the cool surface gazing at the pair in front of her, using its arms to support its head to gaze over its partially deflated breasts as they slowly swelled back to their former size.
---
The Prey felt the Seductress' body strain and quiver with its rapid increase in density, feeling the thighs she was grasping firm up, the soft and malleable body her legs were wrapped around filling out, pushing hers apart, whilst the mound she was licking from swelled; quivering, shaking, rising up, spreading, the clit thrusting up, bulging, while her slit began bubbling with cum, her body gyrating, the sloshing tits behind her slapping against the Prey's legs, a deep moan vibrating through both of them, a last urgent warning that a devastating blowout was about to happen.
Wasting no time, the Prey plunged her face into the swollen slit, eagerly licking up the fluids, tongue probing, twisting around the large, bulging clit as it slowly ballooned, the stream of juices getting thicker and thicker, the Seductress' body bucking and jiggling, not with lightness, but with mass, with cum, with the promise of a life-changing orgasm.
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When it hit the Prey was well prepared to receive it, jamming her face in the bucking crotch, forming a dam holding back most of the thick cream while she drank as much as she could from it, her body heating up, bulging, changing, transforming as she buried her head deeper in the slowly opening cavern between the Seductress' legs, taking in every ounce she could possibly reach.
The Prey's skin darkened, going from red to a dark grey tone, while her body stretched and reproportioned, her muscular legs turning voluptuous, her six-pack stomach flattening into a smooth surface, her bulging weightlifter-like arms slimming, gaining the fine, delicate features more appropiate to their kind, her crotch ripening and blossoming, jet black on the outside but deliciously innocent pink on the inside, with a large, bulbous clitoris cracking open her full nether lips so everyone might be able to see, her flat, athletic breasts developing into handfulls, then armfulls, flowing over the Seductress' body, swelling larger and larger, her stupendous aureolae black as jet, covering the entire front third of her titanic breasts, and from a fold in the middle, a pair of immense thick studs pushed forwards, rolling out and away from her boobs, her aureolae popping as they de-inverted, her nipples still developing, growing larger and larger, stretching further away from their base, bumps forming over their surfaceas the night wind blew over them, triggering a lustful shiver sending them swaying as they stopped their advance, sticking a full four feet straight out from their source, being close to half that thick.
The Prey rose, effortlessly lifting its rack off the ground as it bounced up, weightless on the chest, walking towards the Creature, seductively swaying and bouncing her ashen cleavage at it, gaining a smile of approval.
Behind her, Seductress had risen, returned to her former quivering glory, approaching her progeny from behind, placing its soft, inflated boobs on the Prey's shoulders, hugging them tight around her head. the creature motioned, and all of its creations gathered, breasts pressing against each other as its eyes flared and it spoke without using its mouth, and they understood.
They held their lustful embrace, taking comfort in their destinies, to reap the lust of others and bring it to their Creator, who would reward them with its gifts.
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A crashing sound broke the magic of the moment as another pack of Wixennia stormed into the camp, angry as hell itself, wantign to demand an explanation (as well as some revenge and dominance) why and how the hell their ration of bioplasm had been used by them.
The creature motioned its creations, and in a jiggling mass of inflated flesh, they scattered, vanishing in the ruins, leaving their Creator to face their Enemies alone.
"What the fuck is THAT ?" one of them said.
"I dunno," another said, "but I got me a good way of arguing with it right here in my hands," lifting a pulse rifle to its shoulder.
It smiled, and before the astonished eyes of the pack, it inflated, lifting off the ground, rising into the air, further inflating, sucking its gas boobs full of air, rapidly swelling, casting a long, threatening shadow over the pack below.
Its eyes flared brightly, glowing almost write, as it defiantly plunged its head into the inflated form drifting overhead, both its pairs of boobs now rapidly filling and distending, pushing some smaller structures out of the way in the process.
It heaved, and contracted, and the inflated form bulged outwards, rapidly gaining volume, leaping from 27 times normal size to thirty, forty, fifty times, the creature never letting up, slowly contracting, sixty, seventy, eighty, one hundred, one of the unimaginably immense inflated boobs suddenly toppling over, smashing everything beneath it, the other one still upright, one hundred and twenty, one forty, one sixty and still going, the creature now dwarfed in its 100-foot cunt, the straining nether lips almost enveloping its gas boobs, and still the inflation continued, a leg half collapsing, bringing down another part of city, one eighty, two hundred, the inflation briefly stopping as the creature drew itself full again, the pack having taken refuge, cowering as they were besieged by the inflating form, and it started growing again, two fifty, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred, reaching 4,000 feet head to feet, its monstrous boob-balloons mercilessly wiping out everything in their path, the nipples alone giant, multi-storey battering rams capable of taking out a structure, and up it went again, five thousand feet, 6000, 7000, 8000, 9000, 10000, the inflator lost in the distending, deforming mountain range between its ravaging legs, the breasts storming ahead, a threatening thunderhead spelling the advance of lust, now dwarfing even the giant form's body, each easily three to four times that size, and they heaved fowards again, the body swelling up, its crotch a massive balloon bouncing on the legs, a dot in the center the source of the volume, 12000 feet, 15000, 20000, giant stretch lines carving up the smooth body, causing the city-smashing tits to lurch and jiggle, sending waves through the entire form when it reached a staggering 25000 feet tall, the breasts spanning nearly 40 miles nipple tip to nipple tip, giant oval domes standing several miles high, the city mostly buried underneath their span.
The inflator gave one last gasp before abandoning its creation, feeling how it shuddered and moved under the stretch marks appearing all over it, blowing one final puff into it, disengaged, and, exhausted from its effort, went into a semi-controlled dive for the ground several miles below. As it approached the ground, its strength mostly spent, its creations and their first followers were there, having felt its call, and they caught her, lovingly carrying their new Mistress with them, leaving the wreckage and slowly deflating giant form behind, boarding an abandoned ship, lifting off into the depths, searching for moer of their, or any other kind, to convert to their creed of lust.