Chapter 26: 12.2

“W-well, we were, uhm, physically close and you changed everything for us, opened up a whole new world, but, uh, when you left things didn’t improve. Our husbands lost it and Hope called in the tribe. They decided to take all of us back home to judge our husbands for failure to do as the tribe wanted.”

“Okay and?”

“We didn't want to go! They’d just try and pressure us into something equally awful. Hope told us that she would explain our side and said we should leave, so we did, but we didn't know how hard it would be!”

Vivi rubbed her chin. “I guess with your piddly little legs a days journey turns into three, and then even worse you decided to go without having a clue how to fight.”

“Y-yes, there were… wolves.” The otterkin shivered at the memory. “We had to sleep in the trees, and hide, a lot.”

“But why Kayla? Wasn’t there some other way?”

Kayla gave her a strange look. “We wanted to find you Fey, we decided we wanted to find you and join your adventuring band!”

“Uh, say what now?” said Vivi.

Lily wiggled against Fey’s chest, burying her head in Fey’s vast breasts which outsized her several times over. She clutched at the softness for dear life, unable to fully reach her arms around them.

As Fey looked down at the otterkin Ellaria stepped up beside them.

“The answer to that is a hard no I’m afraid.”

Fey felt Lily freeze up against her chest and begin trembling. Kayla gave Ellaria an outraged look and balled her fists.

“Why not! We came all this way!”

Ellaria raised a finger. “Number one you are innkeepers, not adventurers.” A second finger came up. “Number two you don’t have a combat class and have no clue how to fight.” a third finger was raised, “And number three you are incredibly tiny and liable to get stepped on and smooshed by a monster. Flora gets away with it because she can fly and is incredibly magically talented.”

“Athankyou, athankyou.” said Flora doing something that looked vaguely like a flourishing bow although it was difficult to tell with the size of her belly.

“B-b-but we came all this way! We risked our lives!”

“Did you come for the band or because you wanted to be with me?” murmured Fey. 

Kayla opened her mouth then closed it, a deep rosy blushing colouring her cheeks.

“Look, we can take you to town and drop you off but that’s about it.”

Kayla looked absolutely devastated by this news. Fey looked down to see Lily’s face peeking up between her breasts, her eyes big and watery and pleading.

Fey sighed, honestly she barely knew the otterkin twins but she had had sex with them, and she had filled them with an immense amount of her own cum. She found herself feeling a little possessive over the pair, not to mention their pathetic state was strongly activating her protective motherly instincts. 

“Ella, could they be unofficial members?”

Kyla’s eyes lit up and she leapt on the small hope. “Yes! Let us be unofficial members!”

“And do what?” scoffed Flora.

“We- we could carry stuff for you!” said Kayla desperately floundering for ideas.

“Nope, sorry, don’t need it.” dismissed Flora.

“Why?!”

Vivi gestured at Ellaria’s dimensional bag with her sword.

“We’ve got a dimensional bag, carrying stuff isn't a problem.”

Kayla seemed to sink down with disappointment.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to carry anything Kayla. You know what I'm trying to say Ella?”

The elf paused and nodded her head reluctantly.

“Apprentice adventurers. I dealt with a number back when I was a lecturer, it’s how a lot of people get into adventuring since forming a band of absolute beginners normally ends in tragedy. An apprentice works with a more experienced band for a time to get a little experience of their own. The AG tries to promote it as a good idea, at least in the cities. From what I saw working with the AG as a lecturer it significantly reduced the number of full band wipes.”

“Apprentices,” said Kayla, rolling the word around in her mouth, she quickly decided she liked it and a big smile appeared on her face. “Yes! We can be that! Apprentice adventurers, with Fey!”

“Gods, we’re baby sitters now? Urgh,” grumbled Flora rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.

“Hey, that means you two need to get Classes right?” Vivi flourished her sword and struck a casually confident pose. “Have you considered becoming Warriors?”

“Vivi you can do the salesmanship and posturing back in town, they have no idea what you are even talking about yet.”

“Oh come on, it’s good to get them early on the Warrior wagon.”

“Uhm,” said Fey, “No offence to Kayla and Lily but I’m struggling to imagine them fighting as warriors.”

“Yeah, they’re even smaller than me! What are they gonna do? Lift one sword between them? Nah. They’ll want to be mages if they have the talent, and if they are especially talented and amazing they’ll get a psychokinesis Class, like me.”

“Hey! If you’re a warrior and strong enough your size doesn't matter! Look at me I’m only five foot and I do great!”

“You’re like twice their size foxy!”

“Well maybe they really can use a sword together, maybe one with two handles, or wait, hey, could we not stack them on top of each other?”

“You can’t stack the otters!”

“Hang on now, it sounds crazy but I think I might have something with this, all we’d need is some glue and-”

Ellaria and Fey exchanged exasperated looks and began to move, deftly ignoring the arguing vulpine and gnome. Fey let Lily down from her chest, which Lily seemed mildly upset about, and stood up, towering over the two otterkins. She looked down at them, the pair still wore their ragged cloaks which now that Fey was looking seemed to be torn at the hem as though bitten and ripped, apparently those wolves had gotten a lot closer than she thought. She couldn't help but think how incredibly vulnerable and exposed the two girls were, she wanted to protect them, to keep them safe, to fuck them into living cum dumps, to put foals in them over and ove- wait. She furrowed her brow at that last bit, an unexpected intrusive thought. I mean I’m not against doing it with them again but, foals? What? How? We’re different species!

Fey began walking, deep in thought, her hooves clopping along the road as she followed after Ellaria. It took her a few minutes to realise there was a problem. She glanced behind to see the two otterkin girls practically running to keep up, their small legs having to take multiple strides to achieve the same speed as everybody else. Clearly, this wasn’t going to work.

Flora, who was levitating nearby, seemed to recognise the problem. “Hey, you guys are slow and lame!” Of course, recognising the problem was a far cry from the gnome actually bothering to help. 

Fey let out a resigned sigh. “I guess since it was me who convinced Ella to let you guys be apprentices I should be the one to help you keep up. Climb aboard, you can ride me.”

The two otterkins looked delighted at this offer, which Fey supposed made sense since they seemed to want to be around her. Kayla rushed forward and swarmed up her leg like a sailor climbing rigging, clambering up onto her back. A rope appeared in the otterkin’s hands, plucked from somewhere inside her cloak. Fey’s eyebrows rose as she felt the slap of rope around her barrel and turned to see Kayla with a length of rope in her hands that she was tying off. Fey now had a circle of rope wrapped around her. She gave the otterkin a questioning look.

“It’s for riding! Okay you can get on now Lily!”

“Yiss! I’ve waited sooo long for this! My turn to ride her raw!

Lily who had been walking along beneath Fey’s barrel and between her legs leapt into the air and grabbed at the somewhat loose rope, shedding her ragged clothes in the same motion. She wiggled her self upward until she was between the rope and the centaur with her hips hooked over the rope, her front facing downwards.

“This isn’t what I had in mind Kayla!”

“Hey you said riding, this counts!”

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As they spoke Lily stabilised her self, hanging below Fey’s barrel, the ground rushing past beneath her as the centaur trotted down the road. Lily bit her lip in concentration and dextrously moved her fat otter tail, touching the tip up against Fey’s large horse sheath and then poking the tip inside. Fey nearly stumbled, her hooves clitter clattering against the stone as her gait became uneven. 

“H-hey!”

The tail didn't stop and pushed around inside Fey’s sheath as she continued to walk. The sensation didn't take long to produce results and the intruding tail was gradually pushed out of the sheath by Fey’s growing swelling erection. The fat shaft slipped downwards hanging from her hips, swaying back and forth as she trotted, that is until the otterkin’s tail began stroking and touching it, teasing and tickling the length, coaxing it into growing larger, which the length seemed very happy to comply with.

As it grew bigger and harder Lily’s feet touched up against it, her soles grasping the length and jerking it off, the loose skin rolling in waves beneath her pumping feet. The cock gradually stiffened until her feet could shift the taut skin less easily, although that didn't stop Lily from doing her best to give the centaur a walking foot job.

By the time the horse cock was fully erect Lily’s eyes were large and round. “H-holy shit, it’s even bigger than before…” She bit her lip as the eager twitching length jerked up against her, its thick vascular straining length like a third leg between her own, no, larger, the broad knobbled had of the massive thing was wider than a hoof and completely outsized her petite pussy. The monstrous blunt surface jerked up and the otterkin gasped as its heat touched up against her inner thighs.

The moment the massive dick touched her pussy she went from merely damp to dripping wet with arousal. Multiple long slippery strands of femlube dangled down messily from her swollen slit, the lengths snapping into droplets that pitter-pattered on the cobble far below leaving a dark spotted trail In the centaur’s wake. Each ridge of the massive head that dragged across her folds made the otterkin ever more needy, bumping up against her pulsing clit and smearing her lips apart dredging more and more of her fluids from her folds to rain down on the cobble below.

The raw physical sensation of being pinned against the massive masculine length was driving the cock starved otterkin over the edge, her body desperately pining for more, MORE. She couldn't stop her body from bucking of its own volition, instinctively rocking back and forth over the tip, her hips rolling like a ship in a storm.

Her pussy grasped at the air, her swollen lips moving, glistening with her slick juices, practically slurping at the dick as her folds were pressed ever harder against the broad head. Her drooling sloppy muff slopped over the tip’s surface sending rivulets of herself to darken the head and run down the outer crevices to drip over and over from its lowest point.

As she wiggled herself on it she could feel Kayla moving the rope above her, dragging it backwards, helping her shove her needy greedy pussy ever harder against the massively outsized dick. She whined out a little thank you to her sister as the pressure increased against her groin.

Kayla suddenly jerked back hard on the rope above her, heaving back on it. Lily yelped as she was rammed up against the cock, her boiling puffy muff squished flat by the impossibly wide head. Her hips and legs strained over the mass, her whole body bent toward the task of getting that massive thing inside of herself, straining, pushing, grinding, and then, at least, she succeeded.

Schl-plop!

“AIIIEEEEEEE!” howled the otterkin.

Lily’s lowerlips stretched impossibly obscenely wide in a thigh thick tight O shape, her folds stretched paper-thin over the vast member. Her bawling cunt slobbering over the length as it was filled and stretched to her absolute limit sending the otterkin wild.

A clear spraying steaming splash of girlcum sprayed from her overtaxed pussy, noisily splattering on the cobblestones below and creating instant puddles in the centaur’s wake. The otterkin girl clutched at the bulge in her abdomen outlining the massive thigh thick dick bulging out her belly, defining the slightly flared head of it in relief.

“So- b-big, so… feral!” moaned Lily. As starbursts of pleasure bloomed in her mind, fiery plumes of ecstasy that sent shivering pulsing heat rolling up and down her body. She felt like she was falling, a weightless blissful feeling, or perhaps that was just the illusion of hanging as the ground raced by beneath her, it didn’t matter, she felt light, like something she hadn't known she’d been missing had been filled. She belonged on Fey’s dick, she wasn’t just a centaur’s little cocksleeve, she was the centaur’s little cock sleeve. She was the small feminine cap on the intense VAST masculine stallion presence, a receptacle for its gushing endless output to be filled and inflated forever.

“G-gods, It was all worth it, this, this is fuckign a-awesome.” whined Lily, her arms wrapping around her massively distended tummy bulge, her fingers playing with the taut surface, playing with her belly button stretched long across it.

“Told you it was the right choice! After the barn what the hell else were we gonna do! Who else could make us feel like that sis!

“No one!” mewled the otterkin in reply.

Kayla grinned and hauled back on the rope above roughly dragging Lily further down Fey’s dick until she bumped up against Fey’s medial ring causing Kayla to stumble and fall on her rump.

Lily for her part roughly rolled her breasts over the bulge in her stomach that stretched up over her chest, her ankles scraping against the mass she was impaled on, desperately trying to shove herself down further.

“M-more! Kayla! Moooore!”

“I’m, I’m trying my best!”

“Try harder sis, I need all of her in mee!”

Kayla scrambled to her feet with a look of determination and grabbed up the rope. She set her feet and hauled back on it with all her might as Lily’s wails rose higher and higher until with an audible POP! Her pussy stretched around the centaur’s thick medial ring and the otterkin was sent rushing down Fey’s length to slam into the base.

“OHGAAWWDDDAIAIIEIEEEEEEE” screamed Lily as her belly bulge passed by her head. Fluid exploded from her pussy like a burst barrel, squirt pissing down on the road below in a continuous clear stream noisily splattering over the stone leaving a wide puddle trail in the centaur’s wake. The otterkin buried her face in the stomach bulge as she screamed, her face pressed up against the surface through which she could feel Fey’s impossible maleness as her fingernails drew red lines over and over down her pale skin.

It took nearly a minute for the otterkin to come down from her firecracker soul-shaking chain orgasms, her whole body twitching and jerking as the aftershocks left her helpless. Her short legs dangled uselessly, her entire lower body being held up by Fey’s dick alone. Even then her hips didn't stop rolling and squirming, moving completely of their own volition, the genetic desire to breed and get at Fey’s valuable seed causing the otterkin’s muscles to contract without any thought directing them.

As Lily continued to desperately hump herself against Fey the band emerged from the forested road and approached the town gates. 

“G-guys, they might have a p-problem with this!” groaned Fey. “The guards won’t like it!”

“Will they? From what I can see Lily is just riding along, and your legs are hiding where you two are connected, hey you know it’s like her womb is clothing for your dick, you can’t actually see anything!” said Vivi putting a paw to her chin and tilting her head in observation.

“I don't thi-”

One of the guards ahead of them stepped forward and held up a hand. The band came to a halting stop.

“You lot caused quite the disturbance this morning. What the hell do you think you are doing and why is your gnome friend the size of a small room?”

Before Ellaria could say anything Vivi piped up. “Oh that's simple, she’s full of cum! Like me!” She smacked her belly for emphasis.

The guard gave her a confused look. 

“She’s joking of course,” said Ellaria shooting Vivi an annoyed glare. “She had a small accident when potion making. You know how it is, alchemists, and even worse, adventurer alchemists. Her unusually gravid state is a result of that, nothing more.”

“An adventurer alchemist?” The guard actually looked physically dismayed by the very idea, the concept of combining two of the most chaotic and troublesome jobs was not something he liked the sound of.

“It’s fine, it should wear off sometime soon, look it happened to Vivi too, she used to be much larger but now she is normal… Mostly normal.”

“Yeah I used to be much larger, and much more full, and satisfied, and content, and full of-”

“We’ll behave, and we did take care of the local goblin problem, and the slimes.”

The guard blinked. “Oh... well that’s good, our commander was on the verge of having us go out to deal with it ourselves. So thank you for saving us the trouble I suppose.”

Ellaria gave him a kind smile that caused the guard to shift uncomfortably, suddenly very conscious of just how attractive the elf was. 

“So you’ll let us in?” said Flora. 

“uhh...yes? Just try not to cause trouble this time, no leading parades down main street okay?”

“Absolutely, we will endeavour to be as quiet as door mice and create no trouble and draw as little attention as possible.”

The guard gave Ellaria a slightly disbelieving look but couldn't bring himself to disagree with the overwhelmingly attractive elf.

Ellaria dropped a coin into his palm, significantly below what the usual fee was to get in. The elf forcefully closed his hand and raised an eyebrow at the guard causing him to blink in surprise and his cheeks to colour. After a moment of hesitation the guard decided not to question the elf cheaping out and stepped aside letting the band into town. His gaze didn't move from Ellaria as she passed however.

Fey chided herself, of course the guards wouldn’t notice the otterkin currently tightly wrapped around her dick, not when there was a ten foot wide gnome floating beside her drawing all attention. She sighed, it was probably for the best the attention was on her, although she was uncomfortably aware of the little seed of jealousy that had been planted that morning. It grew a little larger.

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