[15:55] blanchespr: *sits*  You said about something new to do with me with her?
[16:00] Echoen: *Two of Shirleen's daughters clop on in from the front door. You know they're her daughters because they just aren't experienced enough to hold it all in. Shirleen at least knows how to hold back a pregnancy until you rub up against her cheeks or lips, any of the three sets (Face, rump rump). These girls start birthing the moment they smell your musk. But it hardly gets in their way, as their daughters suckle rom their teats and nipples.
[16:01] Echoen: One doublegirl grinds her butts into your laps - since when did you have two laps? - sitting herself as best she can with her full butts up against you. The other girl climbs upon her sister, balancing on all her legs, and smushes her rear ends to your faces, grinding her plump butts to your muzzles and noses so you can drink up her estrus, pussyjuices pouring out around your swelling breasts. But then, both of your heads are locked into sweet kisses from the emerging faces of more deertaurs, scissoring muzzles with you as they climb out of their swollen moms.
[16:08] blanchespr: *She could've easily been mistaken for two squirrels standing side by side, but the truth of the matter was that her body was answering her whims so easily that it was more convenient to ride along with whatever happened than attempt any form of control.  Her two heads are almost a staple, present for a great majority of her waking time - but the four legs on a row are cherished moments that make her feel like a million bucks.  She delights in walking the walk, in her four big beautiful asscheeks, in her three incredibly long and fluffy tails, so agile she could call them prehensile.
[16:08] blanchespr: She giggles at the arrival of her daughters, giving the both of them a twiddle of her fingers in greeting, before letting out a little 'oof!' when they land upon her.  Petting those lovely rumps, she takes a deep breath, exchanging her beckoning scents with her daughters' developing ones.  It's a subtle yet persistent affair that starts right at the front door, bathing the house in a lovely and loving atmosphere.
[16:08] blanchespr: Normally she can remain in control of her feelings, but she still can't resist doebutts mere inches away from her faces.  She dives right in, a long tongue slipping out of each muzzle, mother delicately, carefully licking her own daughter's pussies, her eyes opening for a moment when she meets another muzzle instead.  It's a pleasant, kinky surprise, one she takes joy in doing.  Setting her book aside, she snuggles those two rumps together and begins a langourous French kiss with her granddaughters.  Spreading her legs a little, another wave of musk escapes her, as her sheathes yawn open and her cunnies puff larger, her arousal rapid and powerful.*
[16:18] Echoen: Both daughters bleat and moan as their pussies stretch from their rapidly growing daughters, climbing from their wombs eager to kiss you, hands fondling your big warm breasts, your soft necks, and more hands pushing against their mothers' fattening rear ends to pull themselves out. So many deer bellies are rounding and filling out, the wave of your musk not helping matters as girls give birth to more girls before they're even born. The original daughter riding your cocks in your laps can no longer fully enjoy them, as her pussy is instead filled and stretched much more by her own daughters, being birthed rumps-first, your shafts buried in /their/ cunts and likely into the iterative cunts of their daughters too.
[16:18] Echoen:  It's a wall of doeflesh in front of you, probably it had started out as just one girldeer who wanted to come visit mom and show off her report card. A for gym. A for math. B for history and a C in social science. She'd been told to work in groups so she'd made groups of herself and never worked with any of the other kids. It didn't matter that the other kids were too busy giving birth to deergirls of their own to work with her. So now your daughters are being pushed forward by their daughters and grand-daughters, scooting along the floor as they stack deerbutt-pushed-from-pussy to deerbutt-pushed-from-pussy in a growing line. Your salty ejaculate forths inside of them all.
[16:28] blanchespr: *She's probably not helping, her cocks blocking the way in a few places, her muzzles in others, such that the daughters she's holding up to kiss are birthing within the womb of their own mothers and only making matters worse for those ker-huge bellies.  She leans back, pulling those two girls against her, rear ends landing upon her upper body and snuggling against the few free cocks she hasn't buried into any holes yet - those potent, equine-shaped hard-ons stretch out the smaller girls to lewd degrees.
[16:28] blanchespr: It's fortunate she has a habit for these things now.  Her clothes are held by snap buttons that give under the pulls and tugs of hungry daughters.  It's a lot less expensive than shirts that get torn apart.  And it's the same for her undies too, such an easy access to her thick and milky nipples, her bosom expanding at the pheromonal demand of her own daughters.  Before long, she's as motherly as they get, wide-hipped, busty from shoulders to tummy not in three pairs but in three rows of four, cocks swollen and not just throbbing but vibrating, toys for doebutts to enjoy.  Give her a little more time and she'll be ready to make love with her nipples, what with their sheer size and the constant streams of milk they let away.
[16:28] blanchespr: It's kind of odd that there's not a word spoken, that there's no gesture or sound or any form of communication.  Little doe-taurs move in pleasant concert and choreography, helping one another to more easily reach mom's tits and find a nub to suckle on, daresay deepthroat.  And mom is quite happy to help out, giving her milk in abundant quantities, reaching off to the side to pet more lovely rumps, more puffy doe cunnies.  There's nothing better than being surrounded by her daughters and helping them fulfill their dreams, their desires and destinies - and what better way to introduce them to life than by gently fingering six of those pussies at the same time?*