“Ah, hello there. Cindy, right? I was wanting to talk to you.”

Cindy wasn’t really overly familiar with her coworkers at the Hole in the Wall just yet. She knew Tiff and Frankie, obviously, because they were partly responsible for her current state. Obviously she knew Azure, and Beth was the one who hired her. She’d befriended Tina after the whole orientation debacle, and she’d at least encountered the rest of the administrative staff – Lisa, Bea, and Caitlin.

And that was it. She hadn’t worked at the Hole long enough to meet anyone else, so really she only knew that the woman who stopped her even was a coworker because she kind of stood out. Most of the girls working at the Hole stood out, so that wasn’t really saying much. But this one stood out in her own distinct way. More specifically her hair was made of snakes. Not small snakes either, big-ass fuckin’ cobras, as thick around as Cindy’s dick – which was pretty fucking thick. She was also just plain huge, though that wasn’t anywhere near as unusual. Nor were the giant snake titties, at least three times the size of her head, maybe more. The extra arms and the fact that instead of legs she had a giant fucking snake tail, however, were back on the more unique end of the spectrum. “Like, hi?”

“I’m Mary,” the giant snake lady said, holding one of her many hands out. “We’re going to be coworkers.”

“Like, I kinda figured,” Cindy said, staring awkwardly at Mary’s hand. She knew how handshakes worked, of course. She was just flabbergasted by the fact that she was being greeted like a normal fucking person. Aside from Frankie and Tiff, whom she’d known before she started work at the Hole (sort of), everyone else had pretty much immediately jumped into sex within like five minutes tops. “So, like, are we gonna fuck?”

“Oh. Yes, probably. That kind of thing inevitably happens.”

“I got that impression, yeah.”

“I did actually want to talk to you though. Not about sex. Is that going to be a problem?”

“Oh, okay! Like, no, I can talk, I guess? It’s kind of a nice change of pace, actually.” Cindy belatedly accepted the handshake, just as Mary was about to withdraw her hand, making it extra awkward. “What’re we gonna talk about?”

“Well, I heard about, ah, what happened.”

“What happened?”

“You, ah, used to be a boy but got changed into a girl?”

“Oh. That.” Cindy shrugged. “If you’re offering to undo that then, like, no thanks.”

“Oh, no! Even if you wanted to go back, I’m not someone who could do it. It’s just that there’s certain adjustments to your lifestyle that you need to make when you suddenly become a hyperherm and I have some experience with that. So I thought I could help expedite the process.”

“Like, experience?”

“Believe it or not, I wasn’t born a gorgon.” Mary smiled, turning around and gesturing for Cindy to follow her. Cindy didn’t really have anything better to do with her time, so she shrugged again and followed her. Or walked beside her, at least – given the whole snake tail thing, there wasn’t the room to walk behind her. Sadly, she didn’t get nearly as good a look at the absurd levels of snake backboob as she could have if Mary had legs. “I used to be a cow, actually.”

“Huh.” Cindy took another good, hard look at Mary’s colossal milkers, as though she needed an excuse to do that. “Like, I can see it.”

“Is it the snout? I bet it’s the snout. People tell me I’ve still got a bovine snout.”

“... Something like that, yeah.”

“Anyway, I was on vacation in Greece with a... friend and stumbled on a fertility idol which somehow resulted in this. Apparently I’m specifically a titanoboa. They’re extinct, myself aside, but I’ve been told by people who know more that they were biggest snakes that ever existed.”

“No kidding.” Cindy wasn’t exactly a small person, so the fact that Mary towered over her said a lot. “Like, sounds like one heck of a fertility idol.”

“You’d have to ask Azure about the specifics,” Mary said with a shrug. “I’m good at practical magic but the mechanics behind it go over my head.”

“Yeah, like, I can feel you on that. Thinking is hard. Lotta power but, like, no idea how it actually works. Like, at least you probably know how to make it do what you want it to, right?”

“Yes. It took a lot of practice, though. Which is one of the things I want to help you with. By now you’ve probably learned how to deal with the more practical problems you might have, so next up is learning fine control.”

“So, like, how common is this kind of thing anyway?”

“More than you’d think. Including us there’s...” Mary paused, visibly counting in her head. “Five people working here who stumbled into transforming themselves into some kind of sex monster, one way or another, that I know of? Maybe a bit more or less depending on what you count as a sex monster.” She stopped, and gestured at a nearby door. “This room is probably as good as any other. Here, it’s probably better for you to go in first.” Mary opened the door, and Cindy took the lead – only to find that it was already occupied. “Oh! Sorry, we can find somewhere else.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. If guests were a problem I’d’a locked the door.” The raccoon waved dismissively. Cindy had seen her around before, but didn’t yet know her name. The other occupant was Tina, who gave Cindy a timid wave that the rat returned with gusto. She walked over to her friend, completely putting Mary and the raccoon out of her mind. “Hey Tina! Whatcha up to?”

“Oh, um-”

“We’re both done for the day, and the kid wanted to practice her stealth spells,” the raccoon interjected, and Tina nodded vigorously.

Cindy tilted her head. “Stealth spells?”

“Yep.” The raccoon grinned a lazy grin. “Concealment and compression. The two big core skillsets for us hyper endowed folks to be able to interact with the regular world without our giant fuckin’ cum cannons gettin’ in the way.”

“Oh.” 

“Annnnnd judging from the look on yer face, no one’s explained that to you yet.”

“Wait, really?” Mary frowned. “Honestly. I’m not surprised that Azure or Frankie or Tiff didn’t bother with that, but I expected better of Beth.”

“She prolly assumed Lisa or Caitlin would do it.”

“Obviously they didn’t!”

“They prolly assumed Beth already did it. I don’t blame ‘em, I woulda,” the raccoon replied with another lazy shrug. “Wanna join in? Might as well teach ya’ the basics while we’re here. And then after we’re done with that we can have some fun.”

Mary sighed, still clearly mildly exasperated. “That sounds like it’d be lovely, thanks. Cindy, have you met Roxie yet?”

“Well, like, now I have. I guess!”

“That saves time on introductions, then!” Roxie said, leaning back in her chair. “We can get down to the, ah, metaphorical meat of things. And also the literal meat of things, ha.”

“Roxie!”

“Hey, now’s not the time t’be prudish. We’re gonna be talking about cocks one way or the other, y’know? Might as well embrace it.”

“Yes, but you should at least try to be a little tactful.”

“Mary, with all due respect? We’re fuckin’ prostitutes.”

“Yes, but-”

“We’re literally gonna be fuckin’ once we’re done with the lesson. Full-on four-way, prolly with some macro an’ hyper thrown in. And I made a crack about meat.”

“... Okay, okay, fine.”

“If these two need to learn control, you’ve got the opposite problem. You’re too uptight. You’ve adapted to the physical changes, yeah, but you ain’t learned how to deal with not bein’ a normal lady when it comes to the magic and the sex.”

“And you have?”

“Hell yeah, I have! I took to this magic prostitution shit like a fuckin’ fish to fuckin’ water,” Roxie replied with a lazy grin. “You gonna say otherwise?”

“... No, you’re right about that much at least,” Mary said with a sigh. “I guess even if I’ve wrapped my head around the logistics of being a gorgon, at heart I’m still a normal person.”

“Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that. Most people’re normal people, ‘s why they’re called normal.”

“A-anyway, we should really get down to the, ah, the meat of things. Like Roxie said.” Mary blushed furiously, turning her attentions to Tina and Cindy. “Tina, you at least know the basics, right?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Tina said with a nod.

“Hey, now, none’a that ma’am shit. We’re all peers here, save the ma’ams for the admins and the boss-lady.”

“Oh, umm-”

“Don’t get tense, just call us Roxie and Mary, ‘s our names after all.”

“Right. Um. A-anyway. I know the basics of compression magic and concealment magic. That’s, um, how I manage to look, you know. Normal. Compression keeps me at a manageable size, concealment hides the extra heads. But I can’t really do either on my own yet.” Tina held up a pendant she had on around her neck. “Miss Dreamer put some backup enchantments on this, but I’d like to learn how to deal with it on my own.”

“Mmm, likely some of your issues come from the fact that you’re still growing.”

“Like, she is?”

“Yep.”

“Hot.”

Roxie ignored the quip. “Kinda hard to compress yourself down if you don’t know how big you’re gonna be in the next day. Or even the next hour! Our Tina’s a helluva specimen.” Roxie turned her attentions to Cindy. “Of course, so’re you.”

“Like, I am?”

“Y’wouldn’t be here if you weren’t, kiddo,” Roxie said. “That goes for all of us. The boss lady wouldn’t have hired any of us if we didn’t have potential.”

“You did accidentally bimbofy yourself,” Mary said.

“Yeah, but, like, that doesn’t sound like something someone with potential’d do.”

“Oh ye of little faith,” Roxie said, waving a finger in the air. “Permanent transformation magic, even on yourself, takes a hell of a lot of oomph. That’s not drawing out latent mythical beast genetics like Tina or falling victim to mad science like me. You’re a natural beast when it comes to raw power. That’s probably why Beth wanted ya’ on board so bad that she went over the boss lady’s head about it, but it’s also probably why you’re havin’ such a hard time controlling it. ‘s like you spent your whole life drivin’ a fifty year old used junker but then one day you discovered that it was actually a state of the art hypercar capable of goin’ from zero to three hundred in five seconds and you’re not used to it yet. The only solution is to practice, practice, practice until you are used to it.”

“Before that, though, we should probably at least teach you how to cast compression and concealment spells on your own.”

“It’s just more convenient,” Roxie said with a nod. “It can be fun to go around bein’ huge an’ shit, yeah. Until you try an’ go with a four foot boner.” Cindy blushed furiously. She had, in fact, noticed that particular issue, though she didn’t really want to dwell on it much further for obvious reasons. “And it opens up your fashion options, in case ya’ don’t wanna hafta work around a bulge the size of your head when you’re wearing hotpants. Stuff other than long-skirts, yanno?”

“Speaking of which, though,” Tina interjected. “I would think that you’d be, you know, showing more? what with the miniskirt. Do you have someone to cast stealth spells for you?”

“... Actually, yes,” Mary said with a frown. “I didn’t know you hadn’t been taught stealth spells yet, but if you didn’t even know what they were before now then obviously you don’t have someone else casting them for you or they’d have told you. So how-”

“Oh! I’ve just, like, gotten really good at tucking.”

“what”

“Yanno, just, like, shove it all in there.”

Mary took a moment to respond, her thought process visible in the vague frown on her face. “... all of it?”

“Like, yep! All of it, dick and balls and everything. ‘s the most efficient solution I could think of. ‘least ‘til I cum, but I’ve gotten pretty good at holding that off.”

The three other women stared blankly at her for an uncomfortably long period of time. “So, wait, lemme get this straight,” Roxie said, finally breaking the silence. “You- This entire time we’ve been talkin’, basically the entire time you’ve been at the Hole ‘cept when you’ve been workin’, you’ve been literally fuckin’ yourself?”

“Like, yeah, basically!”

Roxie grinned. “I think you’re gonna fit in just fine, kiddo.”

“I am?”

Roxie did not respond, at least not directly. Instead, she stood up and snapped her fingers – which resulted in everyone’s clothes vanishing – and then sauntered over to Cindy. Where normally there would be a dick or a pussy or a dick and a pussy there was instead a slightly oddly shaped mound of flesh. Cindy was actually very proud of how well she’d managed to hide her meat. Unless you got really close, it looked almost like Barbie doll anatomy.

Of course, Roxie did in fact end up getting really close. She placed her hands on the base of Cindy’s shaft and squeezed her crotch. “Change of plans. Stealth spell study can wait. I wanna play around with this a bit.”

“A-ah!”

“You know, see how far I can push ya’ before you pop. Maybe try it out myself. Scissoring while self-fuckin’d prolly be a fuckin’ blast.” Roxie snapped her fingers again, which caused her to grow. Not much, Roxie was already decently tall so she only needed a few extra feet to be eye-level with Cindy. She pressed herself against the rat, their fat tits mooshing together. Roxie’s weren’t as big as Cindy’s but they were a lot heftier. Less big and round and fake looking, though not saggy either. They were very nice tits and Cindy really wanted to suck on ‘em.

Maybe later, though, right now she was having a hard time Doing Things because she was distracted by Roxie’s ministrations. Rubbing in between her thighs very eagerly while another Roxie slid in behind her and began hot-dogging. “Wh-why are there twooooooo of you?” Cindy moaned.

“I think you mean why’re there only two of me?” Roxie replied. “This’s just a thing I can do. You bimbofied yourself, mad science turned me into a one-woman orgy. I think two’s prolly enough ‘a me for now, though. More’n that can be a bit overwhelmin’ for beginners.”

Fuck. Two Roxies was already overwhelming. Cindy both didn’t wanna think about the possibility of more but also really wanted to try it out right now. Again, maybe later. Two Roxies plus the inevitable involvement of Mary and Tina was already a Lot. Better to save anything really big for a one-on-one, lest things get any more out of hand than they were inevitably going to get. She wasn’t exactly the most responsible rat in the world, but she was getting a bit better about not jumping right into the hedonistic deep end at the first chance.

Though also man this sure already felt like jumping into the deep end. The original Roxie gently pushed her over, leaving her lying on top of a bed of Second Roxie with Second Roxie’s Giant Horsecock thoroughly wedged between her cheeks. At least for now – that was probably going to make scissoring difficult. Presumably Roxie had planned around that particular obstacle. Or maybe she was just winging it. Cindy neither knew nor cared. Her entire focus was dedicated to the big raccoon looming over her with a smug grin just barely visible over the shelf of her tits. “I think that’s enough playin’ around for now, babe. Let’s jump to the main event! Go on, show me how ya’ do it.”

“Ah. Um. Right.” Cindy found her valley girl accent faltering as the second Roxie gently but insistently undulated her hips. She wasn’t entirely sure how that even worked, to be honest. Up until now she’d been fairly certain that her accent was natural, but she hadn’t had a valley girl accent before bimbofying herself so it had to be an affectation but she wasn’t consciously trying to sound like that it just sort of happened so maybe it was magically enforced and that magic was for whatever reason faltering right now? But she didn’t even know if that was possible and also she didn’t fucking care because Roxie was still grinding her ass and it was very distracting. And when Cindy tried to do magic while distracted, things tended to go wrong.

Still, she kinda had to do magic. Getting your dick, balls and all, inside yourself was hard enough when everything was soft and right now Roxie was extremely not soft. The only possible way to get this done right now was magic, and so she lifted a shaky arm and snapped her fingers, desperately but simultaneously halfheartedly hoping that she didn’t accidentally make Roxie’s dick bigger instead of tucking it away.

“There we go! That wasn’t too hard, was it?” Sure enough, when she opened her eyes that she hadn’t realized she’d closed, Roxie’s dick was gone and in its place was a smooth mound of flesh that was almost indistinguishable from nothing at all until you noticed the very slight seam of her pussy around the edges. “Think of this as practice. You’re gonna hafta cast magic while havin’ sex and have it do what you want it to do at least sometimes, even if part ‘a your appeal is that you’re unpredictable.”

“Mnf.”

“Don’t worry too hard about it, kiddo. S’long as you can keep the results fun then most people won’t mind too much. And if they would then Caitlin prolly won’t hook you up with ‘em in the first place, so you just gotta work on gettin’ the important stuff consistent.”

“Okay.”

“Basically what I’m gettin’ at is that ya’ did good, kid. Anyway! Let’s get my other dick outta the way so we can start scissorin’.”

It was Roxie’s turn to snap her fingers, and just like that Cindy no longer had a dick in her butt-cleavage. Darn. “Like, we should do anal at some point. I haven’t gotten to do that much yet.”

“Maybe later, babe,” Roxie said with a smirk. “Lift your leg.” Cindy did so, and Roxie grabbed it and then straddled the other one. “You ready?”

“Yeah.”

“Then let’s finally stop fuckin’ around and start fuckin’ around.” Roxie pulled, lifting Cindy’s lower body up until their crotches touched.

“Ah!”

“Someone’s on a hair trigger. We ain’t even started yet!”

“Mnnnn it feels really good tho~”

“Ha! Just you wait, babe.” With a smirk, Roxie allowed her body to collapse, quickly falling into a sitting position with her legs still firmly sandwiched around Cindy’s and their crotches still pressing together, holding one leg in the air while she grinded against the other and pressed her own thigh in between Cindy’s cheeks. Pressing their groins even tighter before slowly releasing the pressure and then amping it up again, over and over and over, more firmly each time, while also rubbing them, against their legs and against each other. “Man, ‘s been a while since I’ve done this. Y’can’t really scissor when you’ve got a cock ‘cos the balls get in the way.”

“Mnaahhhhnnnnn~”

“I guess once you’re bedicked and everyone around you also has a dick, ‘s easy to forget about the possibility of using girl bits on girl bits. And what’s the point of havin’ girl bits if you don’t use ‘em, yanno? It’s fun to be a proper lesbian once in a while.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

“Sounds like someone agrees with me~” Roxie grinned, and picked up the pace. “Or maybe you’re just eager to get to the good bit. Izzat it? Y’did strike me as a bit of a turboslut.”

“I am! I’m a turboslut! Ahhhhnnnnnn!!!!”

Cindy wasn’t the only one who was close to a climax. Roxie’s breathing was noticeably haggard, coming faster and faster with every buck of her hips. Her heavy tits jiggled and wobbled with every movement she made, and the other Roxie made her presence known by grabbing Cindy’s from behind, squeezing and groping them violently coaxing out a slow but escalating trickle of rat milk. “Y’wanna fuck, don’t’cha?”

“Yessssssssss~”

“You wanna get your cock wet?”

“Ahnnnnnn~”

“Wanna get filled?”

“Mnnnnnnnnnyessssssss~”

“Tina an’ Mary an’ me, stuffin’ every one of your holes with three or four cocks an’ pumpin’ you full ‘til you’re spherical. An’ then you’re gonna do the same to us. Or the other way around, I’m not picky.”

Tina sighed. “Well, I guess we’re not going to get to practice stealth spells after all.”

“It’s fine, there’s plenty of time for that after these two get it out of their systems,” Mary replied. “Maybe next time ask for help from someone who isn’t quite as much of a horndog as Roxie, though.”

“Duly noted, ma’am.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!” Cindy cried, interrupting the brief conversation as her hips lurched in a series of cataclysmic thrusts, slamming her fat ass against the ground over and over. “G-gonna- mnnnnn, gonna! Gonna gonna gonna gonna gonnaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

“Mnn, you gonna right ahead, babe, ‘cos I’m gonna gonna too~”

Cindy had never came inside herself before. That was actually kind of surprising, even to herself. She’d have thought that she’d have lost control while tucking without needing to be pushed over the edge by someone else. Now that she’d experienced it though, boy howdy was she into it. Pumping someone just as tight and wet and eager as her full of ratseed while at the same time getting filled herself by someone just as obscenely productive as she was – because the person getting filled and doing the filling was her. Roxie’s belly ballooned outwards, but it paled in comparison to Cindy. The rat looked like she was nine months pregnant with octuplets, and that was just the first shot. So full of cum that, somewhat irritatingly, her cock ended up getting forced out of herself to spew spunk all over the room.

Which is around when she realized that something was up.

“Wow, you’re a big girl, ain’t’cha?” Roxie said, breathing heavily. “Gonna hafta work on moderation, though. You can’t just jump right into a maximum intensity cumshot for the first climax of the day, you know. Refractory periods ain’t a problem, but you gotta know how to escalate.”

“Fuck!”

“In a minute, kid.”

Cindy tried to elaborate on what was wrong, but her mind was awash in white, so all that came out was another “Fuuuuuuuck!”

Still, Tina’s eyes widened as she intuited what was happening. “Oh! Um. Cindy’s-”

At that point, the issue made itself obvious to everyone as Cindy’s cock and balls abruptly quadrupled in size. “Cindy’s lost control of her magic,” Tina finished sheepishly.

“Yeah I can see that,” Roxie said from across the room – the sudden enbiggening of Cindy’s meat having sent her flying across the room. “It’s fine. We’re just gonna hafta tire her out. Which means that like oh no we’re gonna hafta get big enough to fuck her giant fuckin’ dick what a tragedy.”

“Fuuuuuuuck!”

“We’re gonna get to that in a minute! Geeze.”

“I, uh, I don’t think we’ve got a minute, Roxie.”

Cindy barely registered the other girls talking at this point. They were like white noise buzzing in her ears, drowned out by the Giant Fucking Cock as it lurched bigger again. She was already a very well endowed rat by default. Like half as big as she was. There were people smaller than Cindy’s meat.

And, at this point, there were decently sized cars that were smaller than Cindy’s meat. Fuck, just in terms of length it outsized some buildings. And, most pointedly, it was too big to fit in the damn room, bending over uncomfortably where it hit the ceiling. And she was still fucking growing. Lurching bigger and bigger in small bursts of size, clearly building up to something huge.

It left a shiny trail of precum behind it as it sloooowly dragged along the ceiling. She reached up and attempted to wrap a hand around it, which turned out to be pointless given the sheer size of the thing. Even both hands wouldn’t be enough for what had to be almost twenty feet of meat at this point, but she was operating by reflex at this point because her higher functions had thoroughly gone bye-bye. It was a moot point, though, because the instant she got close there was a jolt of magic. Like she’d been shuffling on the carpet while wearing wool socks in winter and then touched a metal doorknob. And, just like that, there was much much more than twenty feet of meat.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

“See what I mean? When she gets like this she doesn’t stop.”

Roxie frowned. “Like... At all?”

“Not until she passes out.”

“Okay cool, for a hot second I was worried that she’d just be growing forever. We’ve just gotta fuck ‘er unconscious, right?”

“That’s easier said than done!”

“There’s three of us and one of her. And one of us is me so there’s basically effectively infinite of us.”

“I’m just saying not to underestimate her, okay?”

“Ladies,” Mary interrupted sternly. “The longer we spend not helping Cindy, the worse it’s going to get. We don’t have time to worry about underestimating her, we’ve just got to do it.” She slithered forward, snapping her fingers to cast some spell or another. “I’m the best equipped to deal with an extreme hyper cock so I’ll take the lead. You two get ready to act as backup.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuck!”

“Don’t worry, dear. No more waiting.” Mary’s voice was soft and gentle and honestly it was a miracle Cindy could hear it considering how overwhelmed she was by arousal. The bigger she got, the more she felt. Exponential horniness, building and building to the point where she was surprised that she could think as coherently as she was. Maybe that had something to do with the obvious spell Mary had cast? But if it did then it was obviously not strong enough to actually make Cindy fucking care about the mechanical shit. She was much more interested in what Mary was doing than what she’d already done.

Like she’d said, Mary was uniquely suited to dealing with extreme hyper cocks. Even without growing, she already had enough lower body to wrap up a very sizable portion of rat meat – and most of the rest of it was swallowed in immense snake cleavage. “There we go,” Mary cooed. She squeezed and undulated her coils while doing the obvious titfuck motions up top, with just enough of Cindy’s shaft still visible for her to give it a lick with her snake tongue. “Don’t try and hold back or you might hurt yourself. Just let it all out.”

Cindy didn’t really need to be told not to hold back or to let it all out because god damn Mary was good at this. That much wasn’t a big surprise. You don’t get to work at the Hole in the Wall without being very good at sex, and the senior girls especially were masters of the craft. Experts at dictating the flow of the fuck, like a dance. Every single god damn inch of her towering cock was getting stimulated all at once. From the base to the head, nothing was being neglected. Her coils tightly constricted around the lower part of the shaft, twisting and undulating and squeezing and writhing. Her breasts were big and soft and warm and smooth but also rough at the same time. This wasn’t the first time Cindy had fucked a reptile girl – back in high school, Chad had dated a frilled lizard girl of some sort who wasn’t anywhere near as impressive as Mary. They hadn’t actually gotten to the point of a titfuck before she bit him and they broke up. So this was entirely new to her. It was kind of reminiscent of a feline tongue, sort of rough but not in a painful way, and surprisingly soft. There was a lot of give in those fat fucking cowsnake tits. And speaking of tongues, good god did Mary have a fucking hell of a tongue. It wasn’t quite as girthy as Azure’s, but it was just as long. The real star of the show was her jaw, and the way she unhinged it. She took a frankly absurd amount of cock inside of her throat, and Cindy got the impression that she could probably have fit more.

It was, simply put, too much at once. Anyone would have cum, even if by some miracle they hadn’t already been on the edge of climax. And that wasn’t factoring in Roxie and Tina. The raccoon had comfortably taken up a position massaging Cindy’s boulder-balls – very thoroughly, there had to be like twenty of her at this point.

Tina was obviously a bit less thorough, since she couldn’t duplicate herself and didn’t have a forty foot snake tail, and she was still compressed and concealed. As far as anyone who didn’t know any better could tell, she was a kind of scrawny chihuahua. Cindy did know better, but she didn’t mind either way. Default Tina was cute in her own right, and she was also the first real friend Cindy had made since she stopped being Chad. Obviously an asshole jock frat boy had a very different dynamic with other asshole jock frat boys than a busty big dick bimbo slut, especially considering that they’d have to pay her to get her to put out. Lord knows that Chad wouldn’t have been willing to give Cindy the time of day. So Tina wasn’t just her first friend post-Chad, she was kind of her only friend. That emotional connection did a lot of leg work, more than enough to make up for the fact that she was very small and just about as experienced as Cindy.

Plus the fact that she was going to fucking town on her tits didn’t exactly hurt. Sure, she was small, but she was still an employee at the Hole in the Wall. Enthusiasm made up for inexperience, and god damn did she have a lot of enthusiasm. Squeezing those rat milkers like her life depended on it, prompting gushes of the aforementioned rat milk. Gallons of the stuff, soaking into her light brown fur. “Sorry if I’m being too rough,” she said, as though she didn’t know that being rough just made it better.

It was all too much. So much was going on in the period of only a few seconds. Was it any wonder that Cindy came? Slowly and explosively, like a volcano. She could feel the load emerging from her balls and travelling its way up her shaft, heavy and copious. It felt like it took hours to get to the top, when really it only took a minute or so – but even that much time was agonizing.

And it got even more agonizing when it reached the peak and didn’t fucking come out. That was, obviously, not normal. Cindy had no idea what it meant beyond that it was probably more involuntary magic, but the real question was what involuntary magic? Kind of a pointless question, even in internal monologue, considering that less than a second later she got her already obvious answer when her dick doubled in size again, ploughing through one of the walls.

“Oh well okay then. That complicates things.”

“What the fuck was that noise?”

“That was her punching a hole in the building with her dick.”

“Oh okay. Lemme guess, she grows when she cums?”

“Looks like it.”

“Yeesh. Yeah, that complicates things alright.”

“You two should probably work to catch up,” Mary said as she quickly began to grow. “I cast a size-matching spell earlier to expedite things, but- ah!”

The rest of the room was taken out when Mary abruptly grew to match Cindy’s megameat. Fuck, the entire building was gone. Consigned to oblivion by cock and snake alike. “Well, you heard the lady,” Roxie said, snapping her fingers. “Sorry, we’re probably gonna be leavin’ you behind. I’d macro you so you could properly interact with us but that’d just make things worse.”

Cindy attempted to respond, but she couldn’t manage anything before Roxie grew out of audible range. Not that that was a problem because she was pretty sure that Mary had cast some sort of perception enhancer on her earlier. It was hard to put into words, but she sort of felt like she didn’t have a fifty foot cock but also did have a fifty foot cock at the same time. Similarly, she didn’t really have any problems hearing what the others were saying or seeing what they were doing even though she obviously should have considering they were skyscraper-sized and counting. “I’m fine,” she eventually managed, barely.

“Okay.”

“D-don’t wait.” Thinking was fine, sort of, but actually speaking those thoughts was another matter entirely. There was only so much that magic could do when it came to dealing with physical arousal. You could clear your mind, yeah, but that was just your mind. Anything more and you wouldn’t actually feel anything, which was counterproductive when you were trying to wear someone out sexually. The fact that her dick was the size of a skyscraper didn’t help in that regard, either. 

“... Right.” Cindy hadn’t really known Tina for very long. She had seen Tina around campus, back when she was still Chad. But, obviously, Tina and Chad’s social circles didn’t really overlap. Chad had only subconsciously registered her existence. So it didn’t carry all that much weight to say that Tina had been a very passive person for the entire time Cindy had known her, but it was the truth. Every fibre of Tina’s being screamed ‘timid’ at a deafening volume. It wasn’t just that she was short, although obviously that contributed to things. The key, though, was the way she carried herself. When someone grows up exceptionally small, they either shrink into the background or get really loud in an attempt to cover up for their insecurities. Unfittingly for her species, Tina was the former. Under most circumstances, she made herself as small and quiet and unobtrusive as possible. But these weren’t normal circumstances, and Tina wasn’t a normal chihuahua. She reached up and gently grasped the pendant she was wearing, a silver apple on a chain, and carefully removed it.

And with it, her compression and concealment spells also went. Or at least that’s what Cindy assumed was going on. She might not have been aware of the concept behind stealth spells until now, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew that Tina’s pendant was enchanted to make her look like she was just a regular person, to help with adjusting to the fact that she wasn’t a regular person. It wasn’t that much of a leap of logic to assume it was the same spells at work. Tina snapped her fingers, sending the pendant somewhere safe and speeding up her own decompression as well. “Mnnnn, just a little bit to speed things up. Sorry, I don’t know if that’ll be enough.”

“‘s okay,” Cindy grunted.

She didn’t act like it, but Tina had a similar problem to Cindy when it came to control. The same basic situation; unusual circumstances led to her suddenly discovering she had a lot of magic power that she hadn’t learned how to control yet. She was better at it than Cindy, but not better enough to risk casting a powerful growth spell when she was already growing. Besides, she was growing plenty quickly with what she had. “... I should have asked Miss Baas to cast a growth spell on me,” she muttered from her right head.

Tina’s true form was a hellhound. And not just any hellhound, but a direct descendant of The Actual Cerberus. So she had three heads, though the kind of three heads where there was only one person as opposed to the kind where there were three separate people sharing a body. Sort of like how Roxie was spread across multiple bodies except not taken to quite that same extreme. She only had three heads, she had the normal number of everything else. That was fine, there were plenty of extra limbs to go around in this situation.

Besides, she more than made up for it in raw bulk. Roxie, Mary, and Cindy all had varying degrees of mommy milkers and deadly hips, but aside from that they weren’t very beefy. Roxie was lanky, Mary was lithe, and Cindy had an almost cartoonishly narrow waist. Tina, though, was beefy. She had muscle that put some professional bodybuilders to shame, while still having curves that rivalled Cindy.

Meanwhile, outside of current extenuating circumstances, her dick just straight-up surpassed Cindy’s. It was absolutely massive. Proportionally speaking, if you took Tina and Cindy’s default sizes next to each other, Tina would on average have the bigger dick. On a good day, it was just about as big as she was. And today was, it seemed, a very good day.

“Fifty feet. That ought to do it for now.” At this point, if it weren’t for Mary’s magical intervention, Cindy would absolutely have no idea what was going on. As it was, she felt... detached, but also not detached. Like she was having an out-of-body experience, floating above her own body but still tethered to it and still feeling everything that it felt. It wasn’t dulled, either – she was just barely clinging to lucidity, and she was fairly sure that was also Mary’s doing. Magically enforced sobriety, keeping her from getting too lust drunk, though that was with her actively fighting against it. Push the horny to the side of her mind and focus on what was going on in front of her. Or, you know, above her. Whatever. Actually, was fighting off the horny even a good idea? Wasn’t the whole point of this to tire her out so that the macro dick spell would wear off? But on the other hand Mary didn’t cast the spells she cast for no reason. There had to be some kind of point to it that Cindy wasn’t understanding. She’d never been the smartest rat, even back when she was Chad. So she kept on holding on, as best as she could.

Though god fucking dammit if Tina wasn’t gonna make that really fuckin’ difficult by pressing her big red boner against Cindy’s skyscraper shaft. The rat didn’t have many standout weaknesses, but A Giant Fucking Dick rubbing against her own Giant Fucking Dick was definitely one of them. “A-Ahhhnnnnnn~” Fuck, it was actually probably worse than under normal circumstances. Her dick wasn’t just bigger, it was more sensitive. A lot more sensitive. Cindy couldn’t quite put a specific number to it, but if she had to guess she’d say about forty six feet more sensitive. There was more of it to feel, was the problem, which she’d already identified a while back. It was kind of like riding a bucking bronco except instead of a horse it was a penis pressing and rubbing against her penis. Which was, in retrospect, not a very good metaphor, but as a counterpoint you try coming up with a better one while frotting with fifty foot cocks.

God, Tina was hot. Like in terms of appearance but also in terms of temperature. Which made sense because she was a hellhound. And it wasn’t just her dick pressing against Cindy’s, either. She was putting her whole bodyweight into it, humping with enthusiasm. The only reason Cindy hadn’t climaxed yet was because it took a while for cum to work its way up a fifty foot cock. Which was agonizing. This was almost, almost reaching the point where it was no longer fun. Or at least that’s what Cindy kept telling herself, but really the fact that it was agonizing just made it better. She liked being overwhelmed by pleasure until the point that she completely lost her grip on reality and turned into a mindless fuck-machine. That was a fetish Tiff had awakened in her waaaay back when she first became Cindy. Losing control was hot and she fucking liked it. Which, according to the boss, was her appeal and so she needed to learn how to lose control but like under control which like what does that even fucking mean, boss lady? That’s a fucking oxymoron.

Cindy did not cum, again. All the sensation happened, but instead of erupting she just doubled in size again. A lesser rat would be wondering where all the blood that was maintaining her erection came from or why she hadn’t been crushed under the combined weight of Tina’s entire body and her own hundred foot cock before it even hit a hundred feet, or all kinds of other logistical questions. But Cindy was not a lesser rat. And also she was too horny to give a fuck about those questions. And she’d be the first to admit that she was surprised she was smart enough that they’d occurred to her. Anyway, the answer was obviously that magic. Clearly. No need to get hung up on inconsequential issues of possibility when there was a blatant explanation, especially she was stuck with a hundred feet of penis. That was generally much more pressing.

Especially when she felt another fucking orgasm welling up at the base of her shaft. “W-wait, hold on! N-no one’s even touching you! Stop! Nooooooo!” Of course, Cindy knew the futility of trying to fight against her own biology. When her cock decided it was time to play, it played, regardless of how convenient it was for her. And boy howdy was she getting strong mixed feelings from this fucking development. On the one hand, it was obviously not convenient for her at all. But on the other holy hell did it feel good. Her hips bucked, or at least made a halfhearted attempt at bucking. Which wasn’t very much given the sheer weight of her shaft – which was about to get even weightier. “A-ahnnnnnnn~” she cried as her dick doubled in size again.

And then, very quickly, again. And again. And again. And several more times. “Oh come on,” she whined, at this point more annoyed than anything else. Well okay that was a lie, she was mostly horny, but in her defence she currently had multiple thousand feet of penis, which is where the annoyance came from. She was perfectly happy to have a macro cock, don’t get her wrong, but she would like to have intended for that to happen? Maybe?

Of course, on the other hand that was a bit more of a question than she maybe intended it to be. Again; losing control was kind of hot. It’s just that she’d like to be able to occasionally indulge in other things, maybe, once in a while. “I think maybe we need to try a different tactic.”

“Is it done?”

“I think it’s done. For now.”

Cindy was honestly surprised she could still tell what was going on above her. Mary had quickly grown the others to be at least a match for Cindy, if nothing else. “You’re probably going to have to go bigger,” she said.

“Really? We’re pretty big already.”

“This is hardly the biggest any of us have been, babe.”

“At this point we’ve tried direct stimulation twice and all it’s done has consistently made things worse. I’ve been taking a closer look at the spell, and I’m not certain yet but I think we’re going to have to put it in. Tina, that’s going to be your job.”

“Oh, um-”

“You’re kinda the most robust of us. Besides, you’ve done her before, right?”

“I’m going to cast a few spells to keep you ahead of it and also to, ah, shore up that robustness. Meanwhile myself and Roxie are going to shrink back down and keep Cindy from crushing herself undercock and I’m going to see if I can’t untangle what’s actually going on since obviously this is much more complicated than we initially assumed. We’ve moved past the time for fun.”

“I like fun, though.”

“Roxie.”

“Yeah yeah, fair enough.” Roxie waved dismissively. “I’m just sayin’ that I’d like to play with the six kay foot cock, that’s all.” Cindy balked at the implication. She’d never been great with numbers, and so had somewhat lost track around the third doubling. It wasn’t like she’d never had a six thousand foot penis before but usually that involved her being like twelve thousand feet tall. This was a lot of penis – so much that she couldn’t possibly even do anything with it.

“Well, maybe do that on your own time then.”

“This is my own time!”

“... Fair enough.”

“Anyway, that’s enough faffing. Let’s get to fixing this so that poor Cindy doesn’t hafta deal with an eternally doubling cock or something.” Roxie snapped her fingers, and Mary did the same shortly after, both women quickly shrinking back down to... not the same height as Cindy, but close enough.

“Are you okay?”

“No. Yes. Maybe. Mnnnnn.”

“I’m gonna choose to interpret that as an ‘I’m very horny’.”

“That goes without saying, Roxie.” Mary turned her attention back to Cindy. “Don’t worry. We’re going to get you some relief.”

“Mnnnnnnnnnnn.”

“We’ve got Tina up top dealing with the big guy. I think it’s probably also a good idea to try and work things from down here as well? Just in case putting her in someone doesn’t work, try having someone put themselves in her as a backup. Which, naturally, I volunteer for.”

Mary frowned. “That seems logistically difficult,” she said, gesturing towards testicles so big that at this point Cindy had run out of things to compare them to. There were quite possibly some moons out there in space that were smaller than her balls.

“Oh ye of little faith,” Roxie replied with her typical casual smirk. “I just so happen to have planned for this eventuality.”

“No you didn’t.”

“No I didn’t, but.”

Mary sighed, crossing her arms – a herculean task, given the size of her tits and the fact that she had four of them. “But what.”

“But, through sheer fucking coincidence, I happened to have a clone already underneath Cindy when all of this started!”

... Oh. Right. Her penis had monopolized her focus, but now that she thought of it, there was a spare Roxie under her still. She could feel, her, wriggling herself into position. “Yo.”

“Mnf. Hi.”

Mary pinched the bridge of her snout. “Okay. Fine. You can fuck her.”

“Hooray!”

“But. You also have to help me actually fix this instead of just focusing on making things worse.”

“I’m not making things worse!” That statement earned her a Look from Mary. “... I’m not intentionally making things worse.”

“Fine. Good enough.” With that, Mary turned her attentions back to Cindy. She slithered over, somehow making her way under the absurdly giant penis and to Cindy’s head, gently sliding it onto her lap – or, you know, the snake equivalent of a lap, given she didn’t have knees. Right beneath her big ol’ snake cocks, both of ‘em, which really inhibited any possibility of relaxing. God, she was already surrounded by her own overwhelming musk, she couldn’t handle having her face practically buried in even more cock right now. Her shaft twitched and throbbed, which given its size had cataclysmic results. “Don’t worry, there isn’t really much we can do to stop that from happening right now so we might as well embrace it.”

“Y-yes’m.”

“Tina can handle it. Just let yourself go wild, okay?” Mary leaned forward, in the process burying Cindy’s face in between her tits and pressing her shafts against the rat’s snout. “Just stop thinking and let yourself go.”

Cindy did not need to be told to let herself go because her body was gonna do it regardless of whether she wanted to or not. She was hit by another three orgasms in quick succession, just from the scent of Mary’s body. She had long since passed the point where math was possible, but she could feel that she had escaped the city limits and hit a satellite town, and her cockhead was wet which meant she’d probably hit a river. She couldn’t do math but she knew distance and direction so that probably put her at like ten fucking miles.

And this was definitely not the end, either. She could feel Mary beginning to probe her brain, but she could also feel Roxie making her presences known. “It’s gonna take me some finagling to get into position, babe.” Oh fuck, she was looking forward to finagling. Especially when she felt two sudden pressures against her back that sloooowly slipped their way out from under her. “Gonna hafta do a little magic to get them in. Not quite as fun, but what’cha gonna do.” Cindy honestly did not give a fuck that Roxie didn’t physically put them in. Both holes, stuffed to bursting with equine dick that drew another few hundred thousand feet out of her. There went estimating her dick size by how far out of town she was – she’d ploughed her way through every satellite town and into the middle of nowhere. Some farm somewhere, well beyond the parts of the state she knew off the top of her head. At this point, her balls were big enough that they’d also left city limits.

“Just under forty miles, by the way. Since you’re definitely wondering,” Roxie whispered in her ears.

“Aaaaaaaaaaahnnnnn~”

“Oooh, make that seventy seven. Tina, you’d better pick up the pace or you’re gonna end up having to outgrow the planet to get her in you.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Tina muttered, staring down at the absolute monster. Cindy was surprised that they could still interact with her but honestly she also didn’t fucking care it was probably that same spell Mary had cast earlier and she had other fucking things on her mind.

“Just do it, babe. Like ripping off a bandaid.”

“That’s easy for you to say!”

“It is! That’s why I keep sayin’ it.”

“Ugh.”

“Come on, it’s not like you’ve not taken bigger’n that.”

“Actually I think I haven’t taken bigger than this.”

“Proportionally to how big you are now you’ve taken bigger’n that.”

“Ugh.” Tina took a moment to steel herself, steadying her body over the unimaginably huge ratcock. “It’s probably going to grow, too, isn’t it?”

“You’ll be fine. You should definitely be able to handle a growing cock inside ‘a you by now.”

“I know I’ll be fine but it’s the principle of the thing.” Still, apprehension aside, she quickly took the plunge, slamming her ass down all the way to the hilt. Cindy was, at this point, completely out of usable reference points for how big she’d gotten. She was pretty sure that two times seventy seven was more than a hundred miles, and it wasn’t exactly complicated math. But, as she was pretty sure she’d already gone over but was too horny to say for sure, she had never been the smartest rat at the best of times and the numbers had gotten really fucking big. “Mnnnn, I was right, it did grow again. That probably means this isn’t gonna work.”

“Hey, now, don’t be such a negative nancy. We haven’t even’ gotten going yet.”

“Mnnnnahhhhhnnnnnnnn!”

“... Well, okay, maybe we should start probing for alternate solutions,” Roxie said. “I’m pretty sure she just grew outta the state.”

“You’re telling me. Ugh, I think I feel Wisconsin.”

“That’s what I’m doing,” Mary interjected, for the first time in a while. “I think I’ve figured out what the problem is.”

“Mnnn, does that mean you can fix it?”

“Now that I’ve identified the problem I can untangle it from the things that will solve themselves in due time. The problem is that, in addition to all the growth spells, Cindy seems to have cast a concentration boosting spell on herself.”

“Wait, what? You’d think she’d have noticed that.”

“I thought you did it!” Cindy shouted before growing again.

“Mary please hurry up she’s like six hundred miles at this point and I don’t know if I can keep up the size matching spell.”

“Like I said, now that I’ve identified the concentration boosting spell I can just undo it and from there she should pass out shortly. In the meantime, I can reinforce your size matching spell. It’ll be fine.”

God, Cindy was absolutely mortified. She’d just spent this entire fucking time actively trying to stay conscious because she just sort of assumed, incorrectly, that Mary had cast it. Like an idiot. At least she hadn’t said so out loud, though on the other hand maybe if she had they’d have figured this out minutes ago. Before her penis had broken six hundred fucking miles long. God. God. Well, at least now she knew that holding on to lucidity was the wrong fucking thing to do so she could stop doing that. Or, you know, try and stop doing that. Obviously it wasn’t quite that simple. The magic wouldn’t let her just give up and pass out, even if she stopped actively fighting to hold on to her consciousness.

It definitely helped – or didn’t or fucking whatever – that she was still, in fact, very much getting mobbed from all sides. Cunt and ass filled with raccoon cock, stretching her nowhere near as much as she was stretching Tina but it still felt delightfully full. And of course she was, in turn, buried deep in hellhound pussy, tight and wet and hot and hotter, undulating around her meat in a desperate attempt to coax out her ratseed. That wasn’t even starting on everything else about them, too. The way Roxie’s body pressed into her back, the way Tina’s thighs pressed against her balls. She wasn’t exaggerating when she said that every angle was getting attention.

And, last but certainly not least, Mary leaned forward and completely and utterly buried Cindy’s upper body in between her massive tits. What little fresh air had been left in the vicinity was choked out by the sweet, creamy scent of snake milk. It smelled, to the surprise of exactly no one, really fucking good. And then she squeezed them together around Cindy’s face which just wasn’t fucking fair. It somehow made the already all-encompassing scent even more overpowering, sinking into her as she sank into it. Suffusing her whole existence with milk, floating off into a deep abyss of gentle sweetness and creamy richness and so on and so forth. Even moreso than before, words were failing her. Thinking was getting harder and harder, all coherent trains of thought replaced with one thing and one thing only.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

“There we go,” Mary said. “I’ve got my hands on it. Everyone brace yourself, I’m going to disable the spell and that means Cindy’s gonna blow and it’s going to be a lot.”

“Ah! I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be, so just do it!” Tina shouted, voice loud enough that if they weren’t in a pocket dimension it’d probably be audible in fucking Mexico. “Like ripping off a bandaid!”

“I’m here too!”

“Thank you for your input, Roxie,” Mary said, her voice muffled by tits in a way that it hadn’t been before. Cindy could just barely hear the exasperation in her voice and could imagine her pinching the bridge of her snout, but she couldn’t actually see it like before. Which was probably a good sign. Maybe. Again; coherent thought was no longer really on the table, just sex. Everything slowly but surely melted into a single vague blur of lust that built and built and built and built, bigger and bigger and higher and higher.

Inevitably, but agonizingly slowly. Six hundred miles was, after all, a hell of a long fuckin’ distance. If it weren’t for the fact that magic were involved, it would probably have taken actual literal hours for her cum to travel the whole distance of her shaft. Thank whatever higher power was listening that magic was involved because she might have actually fucking lost her mind if she had to wait hours to finish. Or maybe she would have passed out sooner, who knew. Actually, now that she thought about it, she was pretty sure that there was no way anyone could get this disproportionately hyper without some kind of outside interference anyway. Or could they? And would it necessarily mean that the magic would also make them cum faster? What had she been thinking about, again? Had she even been thinking at all? What even was thinking? Who was she, and why did she feel so good?

That was about as far as she got before she got forcibly reminded that she’d been thinking about cumming because that was about when she came. A lot. Exact numbers were so fucking comically beyond her that she didn’t even bother trying to come up with an estimate. It was a lot. Unfathomable volumes, enough to fill up every single solitary body of water on the planet earth, from the smallest stream to the deepest ocean, with enough left over to completely submerge all the land, too. Maybe even coat a few asteroids for good measure. Or at least that’s what it felt like, who knows if she lived up to her lofty expectations.

Though, considering the six hundred mile penis and the balls big enough to have their own gravitational field, she suddenly felt like maybe she was underestimating her output maybe. Maybe not. Thinking straight was hard. Which she was pretty sure was a thought she’d already had? Maybe? God, was she even six hundred miles? Was that the right number, or was she overestimating herself in her lustful haze? Or was she underestimating herself? And that wasn’t even factoring in that maybe she’d gotten bigger again and hadn’t noticed.

“Bigger,” she muttered, still muffled by titties.

“What was that?”

“Biggerrrrrrrrrrrr!”

There was a cataclysmically loud noise, like nothing that Cindy had ever heard before. The sound of someone, in the course of approximately point zero five seconds, growing from eight feet tall to big enough that a six hundred foot dick was proportional. Or, you know, mostly proportional, given that her default proportions were already solidly hyper. Mary also grew to keep up, thanks to her size-matching spell. The spare Roxie pointedly did not but that was fine because it was only a spare Roxie. The downside was, of course, that she wasn’t getting filled anymore, but she could fix that. “You,” she snapped impatiently at Mary, pulling herself upright and, in the process, flipping Tina over onto her already absurdly rotund belly, fucking the hellhound doggy-style. Appropriate. But not enough. “Cock in my ass. Now.”

“Well. Okay then.”

“Aaaaaaaa fuck we were supposed to be tuckering you outtttttttt~” Tina groaned as Mary moved into position.

“I hit my second wind.”

“Damn right you did!” Roxie interjected. “Y’want me to take her face? Or yours?”

“Like, both. Duh.”

“A woman of taste~”

“Wh- oi! Hold on, I didn’t agree to-” that was as far as Tina got before she got her face crammed full of raccoon cock – and Cindy shortly after.”

“I can do you one better, by the way,” Mary whispered into the rat’s ear.

“Mf?”

“Two cocks, remember?”

Oh yes right. Tina couldn’t believe she’d fucking forgotten about that considering she’d consciously registered the two penises back when she was resting her head in Mary’s lap. God, this whole situation really was a lot, wasn’t it? Well, fuck it. She liked situations that were a lot. And only getting more and more.

“Mnffff!”

“Don’t worry, Tina. The situation’s back under control so I figure that we can afford to let loose a bit.”

“Mnffff?!”

“Yes, dear, things are absolutely under control. I’ve untangled the problem spells. Everything else will go away once she passes out or runs out of magic.”

“Mnfffffff!”

“Yes, I know that she’s unlikely to run out of magic any time soon.” Mary licked her lips. “That means I have a chance to get my dicks wet~”

With that, the gorgon plunged into both of Cindy’s eagerly waiting holes, drawing a very happy gurgle from the rat.

“This isn’t even really particularly extreme, by the way,” Roxie interjected twice at the same time. “You really do need to get used to excess, babe.”

“Mnf.”

“Look at this as a learning experience. Mary, when d’ya need to work next?”

“I’ve got to check in on Vicky in about three hours.”

“Okay, givin’ you an hour to get clean and get over there, that means we’ll keep goin’ for another two hours ‘fore we take a fifteen minute break and then I’ll sub in and we’ll get right back to it for six more.”

“Mnfffff?!?!”

A Roxie gave Tina a smack on the butt (while another did the same to Cindy, drawing an eager squeal from the rat). “Like I said. You need to learn how to embrace raw fuckin’ hedonism, kiddo. No holding back, no going easy. Let’s really escalate things. Lesson one starts now.”

And, with that, Mary and Roxie began pounding, zero to maximum intensity in one fell swoop. Tits swung and leaked and hips plapped against asses and faces, hard. Cindy’s climax, which had started to peter out, quickly ramped right back up to full force which in turn rendered poor(?) Tina even rounder.

And this was just the beginning. They were going to be here for another eight hours of just about nonstop fucking.

Cindy grinned around Roxie’s horsecock. She wouldn’t have it any other way.