Charlotte had never really been a prostitute before. It was oddly exciting, really. A brand new experience, sort of. She’d had plenty of sex before, obviously. But getting paid for it added a new dynamic to the whole thing. She also wasn’t used to the other person being a customer. She was so accustomed to being the one in charge that having her partner dictate even just the broad strokes of the scenario felt wrong. In practice those broad strokes were invariably what she would have done anyway, of course, but it was the principle of the thing. It didn’t feel right.

Of course that was hardly a dealbreaker. And anyway she’d not had very many clients yet. Eventually she’d get used to the different power dynamic – maybe even come to appreciate it! She was also allowed a surprising amount of choosiness when it came to what clients she took on. That was probably because there were a lot of employees in addition to herself. Azure could afford to let the girls be picky about their individual clients. Charlotte couldn’t speak for the others, of course, but it did wonders for her morale, and it also let her pick clients that suited her personal style and tastes. Which also meant that the client got a better experience in the end. Win-win!

There was also the fact that, ultimately, she was doing something she loved to do anyway and getting paid to do it with zero pressure. Another advantage to having so many girls; Charlotte could be a part-time employee and it wouldn’t really impact much. It also probably meant the clients got a lot of variety, which was nice for them, though Charlotte herself didn’t really care much. She’d never been particularly big on the idea of paying other people for sex (even though other people paying her for sex was growing on her).

Though apparently, from what she gathered, Azure not only didn’t mind her employees having sex with each other for free, she actively encouraged it. So long as they didn’t do so on company time, it was great for employee morale and bonding. Which Charlotte was one hundred percent down with. She’d not been working at the Hole in the Wall for long, but she already had a list of girls and also a small handful of boys that she fully intended to turn into spheres.

But for now, blorting cuties could wait. She worked here now, after all. There was all the time in the world to get to know (and “get to know”) her coworkers. But right now they were probably all currently indisposed. Either about to start a shift, in the middle of one, or fresh off of one. She had just finished dealing with a customer herself and... Well, she was more than ready for many more rounds, but she was perfectly accepting of the fact that very few people had that level of sexual stamina. Of course, much of that was cheating with alchemy. So long as she had the right potions on hand, Charlotte was more than capable of going and going and going for hours or even days at a time. And she made a point of always having plenty of the right potions on hand. And, frankly, she would be shocked if she was the only employee at the Hole who used magic to cheat around refractory periods.

Still, she supposed, it was only fair to be considerate of her coworkers’ needs too, or at least until they got to know each other better. So she went to one of the Hole’s numerous employee dressing rooms to clean up, change her clothes, and recover from work. And if she just sort of left the door unlocked, and someone else happened to decide to use the same dressing room, and then decided they wanted to have some after-work fun with Charlotte, then that was their choice. And if they didn’t, well, finding sluts to have fun with had never been something Charlotte had difficulty with.

For now, though, she focused on herself. With a snap of her fingers and a flash of magenta light, her work clothes vanished from her body and reappeared in a neat pile on a bench nearby. Another snap and a small bottle of recovery potion appeared in her hands, which she drank in short order. Immediately, all the fatigue she felt after several hours of non-stop sex faded away and the strength flowed back into her limbs. She had, it turned out, been more tired than she’d thought. Past tense, of course – the recovery potion had taken care of that. With another snap of her fingers the bottle vanished back to where it had came from, ready to be cleaned, sanitized, and refilled with a fresh batch of recovery potion whenever she needed more.

Next step was a quick shower – she could have just used magic to clean herself off, of course, but in this particular situation she ultimately elected not to. The potion had taken care of any physical and psychological fatigue, but there was still something about taking a nice shower after sex, especially after a lot of sex. She was hot and sweaty and smelled like cum. Magic could probably clean her more thoroughly, but a shower felt good dammit, especially after a long day of being a prostitute. She did not, in her experience, need a particularly thorough shower to get that relaxation. Just a few minutes – enough to soap up some key areas that needed a little extra attention. Besides, this wasn’t your usual dressing room shower. This was a rich person shower. Several nozzles with individually adjustable stream pressure ranging from just a regular shower to a massage to hot steam. A small waterfall that added to the ambience but could also be used as an additional shower nozzle. A surprisingly comfortable stone stool, for if you felt exceptionally lazy or felt like using it as a sauna. Even some vents that blew out hot air to help with drying fur in hard to reach places. That was another benefit to working at the Hole in the Wall; it was opulent, for customers and employees alike.

Right now, of course, Charlotte just wanted to quickly clean herself off. She’d availed herself of the full gamut of the showers’ features before, and probably would again. But this time she just wanted to quickly get rid of the worst of the post-fuck smells, and so the one nozzle would suffice.

The worst of the post-fuck smells amounted to her massive horsecock and big fat sweaty balls. At the best of times her package was big and musky. Right now was not the best of times – she was fresh off a long session with a complete size queen. And so her testicles hung to her knees and her shaft was the size of a fairly large child in spite of having gone soft. Maybe she’d underestimated how much time she’d need to properly clean herself off? Whatever, she could stand to spend a few more minutes in the shower. She’d just take things as they came. With a shrug, she sat down, grabbed a loofah and a bottle of expensive bodywash, and got to work.

And, immediately, she was hit with a complication. The instant she turned on the shower, the stimulation from the hot water colliding with her skin caused her shaft to stir to life. Twitching and throbbing and swelling as blood rushed to fuel her swelling erection. Drinking the recovery potion before taking her shower had, in retrospect, not been the best idea. Oh well, she’d just have to deal with being kinda horny until she could find a willing (or semi-willing) slut to turn into a slutsphere. Which, admittedly, could probably take a while, but again; she’d deal with things as they came – though ideally they wouldn’t. She only had so many recovery potions, after all, and didn’t want to waste one on masturbation. Trying not to think too hard about how horny she was, she lathered up the loofah and carefully washed herself.

Doing some quick thinking, she elected to do the opposite of the initial plan, cleaning everything but her turgid member and fat sack. Minimize contact with her cock and thus minimize the risk of blowing a load or two. If worse came to worst, the showers had excellent drainage, though she’d not tested it out just yet. Ideally she wouldn’t be testing it out now, either. Once again, she didn’t particularly want to waste cum on masturbation when she could use it to breed some sluts instead.

It was, unfortunately, too late to prevent herself from getting hard. And, considering that the potions from her earlier work hadn’t quite worn off, once she got hard she wasn’t gonna get unhard until she finished. It was honestly surprising she’d gone soft at all, really. She did an admirable job of ignoring it and getting the rest of her clean. Fat tits, thick thighs, soft ass, just slightly chubby tum, all lathered and rinsed as best as she could while steering clear of the danger zone. Which wasn’t as thorough as she’d have preferred, especially on the lower parts of her body, but whatever she had magic. With a snap of her fingers, the rest of the job was done – which, really, she shoulda done in the first fucking place. Oh well, hindsight and all that.

She turned off the shower and, after a moment’s thought, elected to dry herself off with magic rather than use towels or the hot air blowers. That, at least, went off without a hitch, and with a few more snaps she was dry and mostly dressed. A simple if intentionally tight-fitting t-shirt that showed off a decent amount of cleavage and belly. A simple, comfortable pair of black sandals that just so happened to leave most of her legs visible. Fingerless leather gloves, her signature skull choker and matching skull bows in her hair, and the actual problem piece of clothing; a black leather miniskirt that absolutely positively didn’t even come close to being able to handle her massive cock. Any underwear was just plain not an option. “It’s fine,” she muttered to herself. “I can just use a concealment spell and try not to bump into anyone.” Of course, that absolutely wasn’t going to be good enough, she knew it. No, she was going to have to deal with this now, she thought to herself as she exited the shower. The question, then, was how.

Luckily for Charlotte, a solution quickly presented itself. It turned out that, while she had been showering, a fellow employee had in fact decided to use the unlocked but occupied dressing room. A very substantial fellow employee. Most of Azure’s girls tended towards being big, Charlotte had noticed, but this one was somewhat exceptional because Charlotte barely came up to the massive giraffe woman’s crotch. She had to be twelve or so feet tall – though, granted, a lot of that was neck. And beyond being tall, she was also wide. Much like there were people shorter than Charlotte’s cock was long, there were probably grown-ass adults shorter than the giraffe woman’s hips were wide. She was no slouch up top, of course, with tits bigger than her head contained (barely) by a top that was really more a strip of cloth than an actual shirt. And her thong struggled to contain her own bulging cock and balls. But it was clear that hips and big fat ass were the stars of the show.

The larger woman looked down at Charlotte – and at a specific part of Charlotte’s anatomy. “Would you like a hand with that?” she said.

“Oh! Yes, please.”

“Good, because you’re getting a hand with that whether you want one or not.” The giraffe woman licked her lips eagerly, quickly lowering herself to her hands and knees in front of Charlotte’s cock. The new position gave the unicorn a much better look at the giraffe’s ass. And oh man was it an ass. Even discounting the fact that she was almost exactly not tall enough to count as a proper macro yet, it was huge. Fuck junk in the trunk, whoever this woman was had a whole fucking fleet of dumptrucks. And, much like her top, the giraffe’s leather miniskirt was so mini it honestly barely counted as a skirt anymore, while her skimpy underwear had been so completely consumed by butt it might as well not have been there and Charlotte fucking loved it. No shame or modesty whatsoever – the giraffe had it and fucking flaunted it. A woman after Charlotte’s own heart. She was absolutely going to have to fuck that ass, just as soon as she was done fucking her face. “It’s something of a hobby of mine. I like to suck big cocks without using magic to help the process along.”

“That is a very good hobby.”

“My record’s seven and a half feet.”

“Ah, I don’t think I’m quite at that point just yet,” Charlotte replied. “I could be, if you wanted?”

“Oh, no, this is fine for now. A nice easy warmup before we get to the good bits.” She smirked seductively. “Don’t think I didn’t see you staring at my ass.”

“I wasn’t trying to hide it.”

“Yes, I think we’re going to get along very nicely.” The woman moved closer, burying her face in Charlotte’s massive sack. “Ah, I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced, by the way. You’re Charlotte, yes? The new girl?”

“That’s me!” Charlotte said cheerily, relishing in the sensation of the giraffe woman’s breath on her nuts. “You have me at a bit of a disadvantage, I’m afraid I don’t know your name.”

“Lisa Rothschild. It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Lisa.” The name sounded oddly familiar, though in the heat of the moment Charlotte couldn’t quite connect the dots. Or, rather, she didn’t care enough. She might have known Lisa from somewhere, but right now she was much more interested in other things about Lisa. Like how long that neck was – perfect for deepthroating.

“I’m the most senior employee here. If you ever have any questions or concerns and Azure isn’t available, you can always come to me.”

“Believe me, I’m going to be coming to you very soon,” Charlotte replied. “Several times. Copiously.”

Lisa laughed in response before leaning in closer. “Mmmm, you smell good. Nice and virile. How much do you usually cum, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“It can vary. Right now I’d say one orgasm should be a few hundred gallons or so.”

“Excellent,” Lisa said, licking her lips hungrily. “That is a very good start.” She nuzzled her face deeper into Charlotte’s balls, shifting her posture slightly so she could reach up and give them some attention with her hands. Squeezing and groping and licking – oh man did she fuckin’ lick. Giraffes weren’t exactly known for having small tongues, but Lisa’s appeared to be significantly above average from Charlotte’s admittedly limited experience. It seemed to cover just about every god damn inch there was to cover. Which was a lot of inches. It was prehensile, too, as demonstrated when it made its way up and wrapped itself around her shaft and began to jerk her off.

“Mnggg~” Charlotte groaned as her cock twitched and throbbed and leaked copious amounts of precum from the giraffe’s ministrations. “Ooooh you’re very good at this.”

“I would have to be,” Lisa said, using magic to speak perfectly clearly in spite of her mouth being somewhat occupied. Not exactly an uncommon magical trick – Charlotte could pull it off herself when the situation called for it. “Considering how much a night at the Hole in the Wall typically costs, there’s a certain bare minimum of quality and skill all our senior girls are expected to meet.”

“Oh, you absolutely meet it,” Charlotte breathed in response. “Believe me, I would absolutely not feel ripped off had I paid for this.”

“Thank you~” Lisa replied, slowly moving her attentions upwards. At the same time, she palmed Charlotte’s nuts like she was gauging the quality of some fresh produce at market, gently squeezing and groping at them. “Are you sure you’re at only a few hundred gallons? I think you might be underestimating just how productive you are right now, dear.”

“I’m quite sure,” Charlotte replied, though she found herself no longer entirely certain. Under normal circumstances her productivity was fairly predictable, based on what specific potions she’d imbibed or not imbibed recently. But, well, something about this was different. It felt like her body had gone into overdrive in preparation for the coming blorting. Maybe Lisa had done some magical shenanigans, or maybe the massage had touched on some kind of productivity pressure point. Or maybe Lisa was just really fucking hot. Charlotte didn’t know and frankly didn’t give a fuck. All she cared about was fucking this slut’s face and then fucking her ass and then fucking her agian and again and again.

“Well, either way, you sound just about ready to blow.” Lisa got back onto her hands and knees, her face inches away from Charlotte’s flared head. “Let’s make sure none of that goes to waste, shall we?” With that, she opened her mouth wide, and then wider before darting forward and taking an impressive portion of Charlotte’s massive meat in one fell swoop. Not all of it, but enough to thoroughly impress Charlotte when factoring in that she wasn’t using any kind of magical assistance. Especially at its current massive size, managing to take even the head was a feat in and of itself, and Lisa had managed to take almost a full quarter.

And then she slooooooowly pulled back before darting forward and taking even more, this time a full half. The giraffe’s long neck bulged obscenely from the sheer volume of throbbing horsemeat being stuffed down it. Throbbing that Charlotte could clearly see, as though Lisa’s neck itself was pulsing in time with every copious spurt of precum. No normal person could possibly handle the sheer volume that Charlotte was putting out, enough to make the average orgasm look like nothing. And yet Lisa was taking it like a champ, and was clearly capable of much more. God, that was so fucking hot. Charlotte reached out and gently stroked Lisa’s auburn hair. “Mmm, you’re really good at this,” she cooed.

The giraffe was so tall that she barely had to angle her eyes upwards to look directly into Charlotte’s. She didn’t speak, but her expression conveyed the sentiment of ‘don’t cum yet, I’m not nearly done with you’ better than words ever could. It was unnecessary, of course. Charlotte was absolutely exactly on the edge of climax. Her cock throbbed and leaked a constant flow of precum; her balls twitched and pulsed against her thighs, eager for release; her breathing came quickly and heavily; and she could feel a familiar tingling heat and tightness building at the base of her shaft. But Charlotte wouldn’t have gotten this job if she wasn’t capable of holding off an immanent orgasm until the opportune moment. And she knew for a fact that the opportune moment was when Lisa took her to the hilt. And that moment hadn’t yet arrived.

Though on the other hand Lisa wasn’t exactly in a rush to get to that point. Charlotte’s dick was far too big for Lisa to be capable of any real facial expressions, but she didn’t need to make the teasing smirk for Charlotte to know it was there. The way she moved agonizingly slowly backwards, the mischievous twinkle in her eye as she maintained perfect eye contact with Charlotte. It all made the sentiment abundantly clear; ‘I’m going to be taking this nice and slow in order to savour it to its fullest and if you’re feeling impatient you’re going to have to force the issue.’

Well, Charlotte wasn’t one to turn down a challenge. If Lisa wanted force, she’d get force. She shifted from stroking the giraffe’s hair to grasping one of her horns, and her free hand quickly darted up to grab the other one. “Goodness, between the neck and the tongue and the built-in handles, giraffes really are purpose built for being facefucked!” Lisa responded with a pointed Look, making it clear that she had about as much patience for teasing as Charlotte did. “Anyway, there’s been more than enough foreplay so let’s get to the good bit.”

With that, Charlotte pulled, and Lisa slid effortlessly all the way down to the hilt. Charlotte had been expecting to have to put in at least some effort, considering how tight Lisa’s throat was. But no, it was like- well, as Charlotte had already said, it was like Lisa had been purpose built for being facefucked. It took her cock like a fucking glove, but at the same time it was so god damned tight that, were it anyone else, Charlotte might almost worry about them suffocating. Lisa was, of course, in no such danger, but sometimes it was fun to pretend. And her throat wasn’t just tight and warm, it was moving against Charlotte’s shaft, undulating like it was trying to milk every last drop she had. And beyond that, her enormous dexterous tongue had wrapped itself around her shaft – far more than really should have been possible – and began to undulate around it in a delightful up and down motion. And all the while she was sucking, too. Like she was fucking the tightest pussy she’d ever encountered and getting a blowjob and getting jerked off all at once. Only no normal pussy or throat or individual person’s hands could so thoroughly handle her whole fucking cock, not when it was as big as it was right now.

It was all far too much for Charlotte. She almost doubted that she would be able to hold back any longer! Though, of course, she no longer saw any need to hold back. The opportune moment had come. The dam had well and truly burst. Charlotte leaned forward, gripping Lisa’s horns more firmly even as she pressed her ample chest into the larger giraffe’s face. Her hips bucked wildly, or as wildly as they could given the limited room to manoeuvre. Her balls churned audibly, and Lisa reached up to gently rub them in encouragement. And, of course, the base of her shaft swelled, practically doubling in girth even as that swell travelled its way up and up and up before unleashing a veritable torrent of horsecum directly into Lisa’s stomach. Gallons upon gallons at a time, less a series of spurts and more a steady eruption of fluids that the Giraffe took admirably. Lisa was hardly svelte to begin with, but Charlotte could see her getting decidedly less svelte by the second. Her soft abdomen blorted its way outward, big and round, pressing into her tits and thighs and cock deliciously as it got bigger and fuller. Charlotte’s earlier statement of her productivity had clearly not been an idle boast.

In fact, Lisa had been right. Charlotte had understated just how productive she was at the moment. At this point, she was almost certain that Lisa was somehow behind this. She couldn’t feel any magic, but it was absolutely not out of the question that the giraffe was messing with some sort of productivity pressure point as she massaged the pony’s fat balls. That assumption was reinforced by the fact that, in spite of how absurdly rotund Lisa’s gut had gotten, it was absolutely not nearly as rotund as it really ought to have been given the sheer amount of cum Charlotte was pumping into her eager gullet.

Charlotte had never really felt it worth the effort to time out exactly how long her orgasms took. The answer was always some permutation or another of “an unreasonable amount of time.” All she really knew or cared was that eventually Lisa deigned to allow her to stop. “Oh my,” Charlotte said as she let go of Lisa’s horns, allowing the giraffe to slooooowly remove herself from the pony’s cock. “You’re very good at this!”

“The best in the business, if you’ll allow me a moment to boast.” Lisa slowly reared her way up to her full height, reminding Charlotte once again just how massively tall she was. It was almost easy to forget, considering how eagerly she’d taken to the submissive role. “One thousand three hundred and ninety four gallons, by the way. About- urp!” she paused to let out a wet, cum-scented burp. “Excuse me. About 5276.8 in metric.”

“I generally prefer imperial.”

“Imperial is easier for most people, but the scientist in me instinctively prefers the precision that metric offers.”

“Fair.” Once again, Charlotte found herself confronting a strange, niggling feeling that she knew Lisa from somewhere. She once again gave the giraffe a look over, but the only thing that rang a bell was the cum-filled belly that Charlotte had left so many sluts with.

“Here,” Lisa said, handing over a small vial filled with a blue liquid that seemed to have materialized from thin air. “Recovery potion.”

“Oh?”

“I want you to be at full capacity for the good bit that I mentioned earlier,” Lisa responded simply, before turning around and giving Charlotte a very good look at her gigantic ass.

“Well, when you put it so politely,” Charlotte said, not bothering to finish the sentence. She popped the cork on the vial and gave the liquid inside a sniff. It was an instinctive thing – she always enjoyed taking some time to admire the work of fellow alchemists. And there was certainly a lot to be admired. The potion smelled sweet but not too sweet, and without the typical undertones of acrid bitterness that so many lesser alchemists struggled to deal with. She’d clearly not sacrificed quality for taste, though. Just sniffing the potion sent tingles of magical power down Charlotte’s spine.

It was at that moment that it finally clicked. “Oh! Yes, of course, you’re that Lisa Rothschild.” One of the world’s foremost experts in the field of alchemy. “I’ve read all your papers.”

“Oh, you flatter me. I’m just an old lady with a hobby.”

“Alchemy’s just a hobby to you?”

“And what is it to you?” Lisa retorted, something Charlotte didn’t really have a response to. “This right here? This is my job. Alchemy’s just a skill I’ve picked up over the years to help, ah, augment things.” She slowly lowered herself to her hands and knees once again, leaving her gargantuan ass practically at eye-level. “I’ve heard of you, too, by the way.”

“Oh? I wouldn’t have thought I’d have much of an academic footprint.”

“That would be exactly why you’re so notorious,” Lisa replied. “Of course a sexy young lady who avoids academia like the plague and mostly uses alchemy for extremely public sex is going to make a splash. Most of the other big names in the field are old men who wouldn’t know fun if it fucked ‘em in the face.” She paused, putting a finger on her lower lip in what was almost a parody of thoughtfulness. “Although I probably shouldn’t speak too soon, considering just how many of them, ah, get fucked in the face by fun on a regular basis. If you catch my meaning,” she said with a knowing wink.

“Oooh.” Charlotte couldn’t help but grin. She had always loved a good bit of juicy gossip.

“Be careful about namedropping clients, of course, but you’d be surprised how many boring but rich old men with tenure just want a big mommy with a fat ass to call them bad boys and sit on them.” Lisa grinned, before materializing another small vial. “Speaking of asses, let me just metabolize off this excess cum and we can get to the anal.”

Lisa downed the vial’s contents in one gulp before magicking it away to wherever it came from in the first place. “There we go. I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve taken the liberty of directing the excess mass to some strategic locations rather than just burning it off.”

“Do you honestly think I would object to that?”

“No, but it never hurts to make sure that the client is into things. Especially when you improv. Consider that a bit of professional advice from one prostitute to another.”

“I see!” Charlotte replied, making a mental note. Lisa was, after all, clearly much more experienced in this industry. She’d be foolish to not take any advice she had to offer.

“Anyway, the digestion potion should be kicking in right about- urp!” As if on cue, Lisa’s stomach let out a loud, gurgling noise, accompanied by another cum scented burp. “Ah, here we go.”

Slowly, she turned around, giving Charlotte a better look at the results of her first cumshot. A thousand gallons was, after all, quite a lot of liquid – a good sized kiddy pool’s worth of cum. Lisa’s stomach didn’t bulge as much as it really probably should have, given that volume, but it still was big enough to push her boobs up and to push her cock down. Ideally it would have reached the floor, but Charlotte felt like this was a good middle ground between that and just magically not getting cumflated at all, which was, frankly, fucking boring. This way there was somewhere to escalate to, while still leaving Lisa nice and round, if not quite as spherical as Charlotte typically preferred.

Of course, Lisa wasn’t going to remain round for very much longer. The rumbling digestion noises got louder, accompanied by the creaking groan of her frankly already overstressed clothing getting pushed to the limit – after all, cum was notoriously fattening, and Lisa had said she wasn’t going to just magically burn away all those extra calories. The giraffe cradled her rotund tum as it slowly got less rotund, and in the meantime certain specific parts of her got significantly more rotund.

Her boobs oozed around the thin strip of shiny black fabric, stretched beyond the point where it was frankly ridiculous. It was barely even an inch from top to bottom at this point, and getting thinner and thinner until – snap! It broke cleanly in the middle and flew away behind her like a rubber band, leaving her fat milky tits that had to be twice the size of her head at this point free to jiggle and grow.

Her skirt fared better, mostly by virtue of riding up to her slender waist and not actually covering anything it was supposed to cover – as though it could. Lisa idly snapped her fingers, and it disappeared. “It’s real leather,” she explained. “Slightly more expensive to replace than the rest.”

“Understandable!”

“It’s not like you’re not getting a hell of a show~” Lisa smacked her thigh for emphasis – each one had to be thicker around than Charlotte’s entire fucking body at this point. Ripples flowed out from the point of impact like an exceptionally thick jello mould. She turned around, which made her gigantic fucking asscheeks swing wildly, smacking together from the inertia once she stopped. She wiggled her hips a bit, her butt jiggling delightfully in time with the motion. “I hope you’re ready for round two, by the way, because I’m not letting you leave until you’ve fucked my ass~”

“You know very well that I’m absolutely ready for round two. And round three, and four. We can play it by ear.”

“Good.” Lisa once again lowered herself to her hands and knees. Good god, she was colossal. It was hardly the first time that thought had crossed Charlotte’s mind, but that was mostly because it was still true. Her ass had already been fucking massive, and now it was bigger. Almost comically so – almost, though Lisa was big enough in general that she had room for a lot more ass than most people did. That said, even speaking proportionally it was still frankly fucking gigantic. And in terms of actual size it would be entirely possible to lose a fucking child or three in there.

It took some amount of finagling on Charlotte’s part to actually get into position. She did like having a person-sized cock, of course, but a minor downside was that the logistics of getting it into someone else could sometimes get a bit complicated. And that was without factoring in that Lisa’s proportions were also extremely generous and thus brought their own logistical problems. Finding the correct hole was a two-hand job, but also aiming and steadying her own shaft for the entry was also a two-hand job, and right now Charlotte didn’t have four spare hands. She did, however, have magical telekinesis. That allowed for her to mitigate the issue somewhat. It lacked the fine motor control that her hands afforded. And, because aiming her dick required that fine motor control, it meant that she didn’t get to feel that big fat ass just yet. No, she had to wait a minute or so. What a fucking tragedy.

Lisa’s ass was enveloped in that familiar magenta glow, the cheeks lifted and spread just enough for Charlotte to know where to aim. She very briefly considered doing a bit of hot-dogging, just taking a moment to enjoy Lisa’s giant fucking ass before going all in on the anal. But, well, at the end of the day the blowjob had been enough foreplay. She was horny, extremely so, and here was a bitch literally begging to get pumped as full of cum as she was physically capable of managing. With an eager grin, Charlotte pressed her flared head against the Giraffe’s rear-entrance, slowly sliding inside.

“Ah, one more thing before we move on to round two proper.”

“Oh?”

Lisa snapped her fingers, summoning another small bottle of unidentified potion. “Drink this.”

“Okay!” Charlotte said, not even bothering to ask what it did. It wasn’t like there was any risk of it being something dangerous or anything. If Lisa wanted her dead for some unfathomable reason, then it would already have happened back when she drank that recovery potion. The worst case scenario was that it’d just do something she wasn’t particularly into, in which case it was pretty easily undone and they’d have established that boundary for future reference.

Besides, unidentified or no, Charlotte knew enough about alchemy to recognize that particular shade of electric blue, the specific odour and the flavour notes. And, of course, considering who it was coming from, it was gonna be extremely potent. the instant she downed the potion any mystery was dispelled by its effects kicking in. She let out a low moan as her balls began to gurgle and churn and swell, their productivity kicking into high gear and then amping up past that.

“Oh fuck yessssssss,” she hissed, her hips beginning to thrust on their own, pushing her shaft deeper and deeper into Lisa. And with every thrust her already prodigious balls got bigger. And, more pressingly, fuller. It was a sort of feedback loop; the bigger they got, the more they produced, and the more they produced, the bigger they got. No longer merely reaching her knees, they quickly hung all the way to the floor and then pressed into the ground and her thighs and calves in a way that would have probably been uncomfortable if it didn’t feel so fucking good. They rumbled, like a distant earthquake (though one that was getting less distant by the second). And, as it became quickly apparent, in spite of their increased size and thus increased capacity, there somehow wasn’t enough room in them for all the cum they were producing.

“A-ahhh!” she cried as she erupted. It was, pointedly, not an orgasm. You would be forgiven for thinking otherwise – it was definitely cum, after all, and the way Lisa’s belly swelled into something noticeably more rotund made it clear that it was at least as copious as the blowjob. But she definitely hadn’t climaxed yet. No, it was just that her seed production had amped up so much and so fast that her balls couldn’t keep up with it. Which, really, probably wasn’t actually possible in the slightest. Like, under normal circumstances, that wasn’t how testicles worked. But, on the other hand, her testicles behaving like a normal person’s testicles was the exception, not the rule. And anyway she wasn’t going to complain, this felt fucking gooooood~

Somehow, in spite of how gigantic her nuts had gotten, she managed not only to keep thrusting, but to pick up the pace, faster and faster. Her ample hips collided with Lisa’s gigantic ass, sending increasingly massive ripples through the vast expanse of flesh, across the cheeks and to her wildly swinging tits and her fat, full belly. Already it had surpassed the first blorting, and Charlotte hadn’t even started climaxing yet. And she very pointedly wasn’t done yet, either – they were already more like beanbag chairs than balls, and they were still getting bigger and bigger in massive spurts of size. “Oh fuck, you massive fuckin’ sluuuuuuuut~”

“Mmm, under normal circumstances I would have recommended a much smaller dosage, or diluted it much more thoroughly. But you’re a big girl. You can take the full force.”

“Hey, if you wanna be spherical, I’m not going to stop you.”

“Ha! If you only stop at making me spherical I’m going to be sorely disappointed in you.” A big, eager grin spread across Lisa’s face. “Hurry up and cum, I want to see how many blocks we manage to bulldoze.”

Charlotte didn’t need to be told twice. She didn’t need to be told once. There had been a time when this was something that could be held back and that time had extremely passed. Still, she tried her best not to completely blow her load immediately. She wanted to at least enjoy Lisa’s ass a little bit, but that was a futile effort. The point of no return had passed. She could feel her climax mounting with the quiet inevitability of a glacier. Although, on the other hand, that wasn’t exactly the best metaphor considering glaciers were slow. This was more like a fucking geyser, although quite frankly that comparison was probably underselling just how much cum Charlotte was about to unleash on Lisa’s poor, unsuspecting digestive system.

Well, okay, calling it either poor or unsuspecting was hilariously disingenuous. Lucky and eagerly anticipating was more like it.

Her body wasn’t going to wait for her inner monologue, though. Once again, she felt Lisa get tighter as her cock swelled thicker at the base. God that felt good – good enough that it took her a few moments to realize that wasn’t actually the climax. The bulge travelled its way up her shaft in a wave, followed by another and another as it grew. Of fucking course it grew. She was, in retrospect, surprised that part hadn’t happened sooner. If she was gonna have balls that didn’t fit in the room, it was only natural that she had a cock to match. She wasn’t gonna complain, though. It felt too good for her to object.

“Let that be another lesson; always have a few surprises up your sleeves~”

“D-duly notaaaaaahn~” Words were, understandably, difficult. Charlotte found herself collapsing forward onto Lisa’s body, twitching and humping as her fine motor control dissolved into nothing. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuuuuuuuck I’m gonna cuuuuuuuuuum!”

There was a noise that Charlotte could only describe as ‘THOOM,’ only wetter. There were no words – the only point of comparison Charlotte had was other cumshots of similar magnitude she’d had in the past. This one, though? She was pretty sure this one was going to be a recordbreaker. Or at least a strong contender for the top ten. That first shot had been enough that Lisa filled the entire fucking room. Which would have been impressive on its own but then Charlotte remembered that the results of her last orgasm had been significantly less than they should have been considering the volume. If that still applied, then this was only a fraction of how much she’d produced.

And that was just shot one of god fucking knew how many were coming but almost certainly significantly more than one. And oh god it felt nice. The pleasure was so overwhelming that time almost seemed to slow down to a crawl, which was probably the only reason she was able to put so much thought into the first shot before the second followed it up so immediately it might as well not have been a separate shot. That one was enough to outright destroy the shower room entirely. Charlotte found herself silently thanking whatever hypothetical higher power might have been listening that the Hole in the Wall had safety measures specifically for this kind of situation. She really, really didn’t want to even think about what the consequences for cumflating one of her coworkers to the point where it levelled the entire fucking building might have been – and, thankfully, she didn’t have to.

Speaking of levelling the entire fucking building, the next shot did exactly that. They kept coming, faster and bigger, until Charlotte found herself losing count. Not that she particularly minded. It wasn’t like she cared that much about how long any given climax was. So long as the number was big, she was a happy unicorn. And this time the number was very big and so she was a very happy unicorn. Besides, this way she could focus on other things. Like how big and soft Lisa’s ass was. And getting bigger and softer, too. Clearly that digestion booster hadn’t worn off yet. It wasn’t enough to even make a slight dent in Charlotte’s output, but it was enough to leave Lisa just a little curvier than she was to begin with. Easily superior to any of the beds they had in the rooms – which was saying a lot considering those were some extremely high-end mattresses. Charlotte lay down, wrapping her arms around the colossal spheres and zoning out, giving herself over to hedonistic pleasure.

She wasn’t sure exactly how long this climax lasted, and she didn’t really care. All she knew was that, by the time it started to slow down, she legitimately had a hard time making sense of their surroundings because Lisa’s stomach was so fucking big. “I think I can see my house from here!”

“Are you sure it’s not under me? Mine definitely is.”

“You know what you’re probably right.” Charlotte nestled comfortably into Lisa’s cleft. “How much, do you think?”

“Approximately? A shitton.”

“Very precise.”

“If you want it in metric I’d say it’s approximately an assload.”

“Literally.”

Lisa let out a loud, snorting laugh. “I wish I could say that pun was intentional.”

“We can pretend.”

“Let me know when you’re up for round one proper.”

Charlotte stared blankly, before letting out a disbelieving laugh. “Round one isn’t over?” she asked, already knowing the answer. Somehow, she found herself completely unsurprised.

“Oh, goodness, no, we can hardly say we’ve finished if you’ve not even touched on the main event yet.”

“Fair, fair,” Charlotte said, an eager smirk slowly spreading across her face. “It’ll take some doing to get from the one hole to the other, though.”

“Oh, don’t worry, no need to rush. We are, after all, going to be here for a very, very, very long time.”

Charlotte’s smirk slowly turned into a big grin. “Well, then! I believe I shall take you up on that offer, then!” She moved slowly, taking her time to savour the sensation.

God she fucking loved her job.