14 Chapter 3 pt8

In the night, a noise disturbed the Centaur's sleep. Fey groaned inwardly, not again. She cracked an eye surreptitiously but to her surprise it wasn't one of the band who was poking their head around the stall and peeking inside, but one of the female otterkin, the one with the pink flower, Hope.

Oh no no noo. This is not going to end well.

She closed her eyes and prayed the otterkin would lose her nerve, but the approaching rustle of hay and laboured breathing said otherwise. Fey sighed and opened her eyes to look at the otterkin who was about to climb on top of her. The otterkin froze.

"What are you doing?"

"Just cleaning!"

"Cleaning, in the middle of the night, on top of me, while I sleep?"

"Y-yes?"

Fey gave her a flat look.

"I- I- Just want to try a real dick for once!" said the Otterkin putting her hands over her face. "I can't take it anymore, Doderic's dick is so small! It's less than an inch long! When he puts it in I can't even feel it! My smallest dildo is three times his size! Most of the time he just starfishes on the bed!"

The centaur stared at the weepy otter. "...S-starfish?"

"It's when they spread out their arms and legs and just- just lay there!!!"

The otterkin had removed her prior clothing and was wearing a clean white blouse, her hard nipples making two tents against the fabric. Fey looked between the otterkin's legs where a gossamer string of clear gel-like fluid hung. As she watched it snapped and dropped to the ground. The otterkin's legs trembled.

"I'm not s-sure-" began Fey, but the otterkin suddenly threw herself forward and wrapped her arms around Fey's throbbing cock with a squeal.

"Just for a night I want to know what it's like to be with something bigger than a needle!" whimpered the otterkin as she dry humped, grinding her sopping puss into the massive shaft that completely outsized her. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue up its vascular surface shuddering and quaking.

"It smells so fucking good, like a stallion fucking god!"

The air was filled with the otterkin slamming and rubbing her muff into the hard flesh, each bulging vein eliciting a whimper from the otterkin as it rolled over her folds and scraped against her clit.

The otterkin was busily setting a line of kisses down Fey's twitching length when a force slammed into her. She let out a yelp as she was roughly shoved up the centaur's dick as it raised into the air and was angled upward. The otterkin squirmed in the invisible grasp holding her as it placed her groin over its tip, her muff a little above the broad flat head of Fey's dick, a strand of fem lube drooling down onto it.

"Wh-what's going on?!" said the otterkin looking down nervously as she hung in the air seemingly from nothing.

"Looks like someone got here first. Tsk tsk," said a voice from the rafters.

Flora floated down from the shadows with a smirk, casually reclined on an invisible couch.

"Flora, h-hey," said Fey uncomfortably.

Flora waved at the centaur lazily.

"W-what are you doing to me?" said the floating otterkin with round and worried eyes.

Flora lowered her hand slightly and the otterkin began to press down against the horse dick, her fat outer labia squashing inward and her engorged clit grinding against its surface.

"Wait you can't be serious!" said the otterkin, "It's never gonna fit, It's too big! I just wanted some heavy p-petting!"

"I heard everything you said otter girl and now you're going to get what you asked for," leered Flora.

The otterkin suddenly squeaked as the pressure increased and her feet scrabbled at the massive horse dick trying to penetrate her, as thick around as her leg. Her tail waved madly in the air as she tried and failed to grip the shaft with her feet and regain control of the situation but the downward force was simply too much.

"EEhhnn, it's not gonna fiiit!" gasped the otterkin as the pressure increased further. "N-NuUU!"

Suddenly, with a sloppy wet Schl-plop! Her lower lips yawned wide, stretching into a tight O as they were pushed to their limit, slipping around and engulfing the massive head.

"AAAAIIEEE!!" Screamed the otterkin girl as she was impaled several inches. Her pussy twitched out of control and with an audible Skllrrrt! Skllrrrt! Skllrrrt! Fluid exploded from her front, a pulsing hot squirt of liquid that noisily sprayed down Fey's stomach. The otterkin's eyes rolled back as she came, her whole body convulsing as though being electrocuted, her legs stiff.

Breathing heavily and still twitching every few moments, the otterkin gradually came down from her ripping orgasm. Her small hands clutched at her blouse covered belly that had been deformed in the protruding shape of Fey's dick.

"Oh- oh gods! How is this possible!" whined the otterkin as her paws traced the shape of it through her bulging white blouse.

"Magic you slutty otter," said Flora pleasantly before slamming her hand down.

The otterkin screamed as she plunged down the two and a half foot of dick a full foot. Her small hands were parted by the shaft as it stretched and bulged her belly upward to be level with her petite chest, an otterkin cock sleeve. Her womb stretched over a throbbing pillar of dick, in doing so her blouse burst open, each button popping and pinging free as the mass inside her filled her blouse out more than it could contain. Skllrrrt! Skllrrrt! Skllrrrt! She came once again darkening Fey's fur with fluid.