Chapter 55

Previously on Centaurus: Fey and the twins go to a public bath. After relaxing for some time in the water they have a Fey accident and attract the attention of two sorority teams playing a ball game, one side blue skinned Nereids, the other a group of buff mermaids. The two sorority teams quickly become competitive over Fey and a game breaks out to see who can draw a larger load from her. The competition is fierce until the mermaid president unleashes her secret weapon and puts an end to the game ... and the pool.

Now:

The one good thing about being in a pool of water as a giant cum filled girl pinned you down was that the water made it possible to wiggle and swim free. That didn’t make up for Fey feeling like she was about to drown, but still, it helped, a little bit.

She made use of the space and kicked and heaved and slipped along the bottom of the tiled pool, the massive trembling belly of Sigma Alpha’s mermaid president lying atop her, practically crawling upside down under her expanse.

Watery light spilled over her head as she finally reached the edge of her enormity and then a moment later she broke the water’s surface. The heavy steams of the baths mixed with the hormonal fog of well fucked girls spilled into her lungs as she took in great breaths of air, feeling immense relief having escaped.

Sirena’s expanse rose behind her. The mermaid was a great smooth belly that reached from the tiles up and into the steam, reaching all the way up to the ceiling of the baths, which was no small feat as it was many stories above. It seemed like Sirena’s gravid expansion had pushed and shoved all the other college girls and their curious audience away. Fey spotted shadowed rounded shapes in the steam confirming that, as well as various butt naked and very confused girls as they slipped and slid around on the wet tile.

Fey wiped a stray strand of wet hair from her face.

It had been an ordeal but at least she was clean now, the nereid president had removed every last drop of seed from her body.

Beside her Kayla and Lily suddenly popped up out of the water like two wine bottle corks, moving through the pool as easily as they moved on dry land, something the otterkins were naturally adapt at.

“Oh! I think this means the mermaids won!” said Lily happily as she looked up at the wall that was Sirena.

“I was sure team theta had it! But Sirena is really strong and, uh, talented! uh, with her l-loins.”

“You have no idea,” muttered Fey, “She was on another level, I felt like I was going to pass out at any moment.” She bit her lip, just the memory of such intensity causing her hips to shift and her length to stiffen. She couldn’t say she minded being competed over too much if that was going to be the result.

As Fey was struggling to recover and looking to climb to her hooves something heavy struck the ground a few meters behind her, fragments of tile flinging into the air, splinters pinging off her body.

She blinked and turned to see a great white sphere which had impacted with the ground, steams curling in the disturbed air around it.

It was a sphere of her ... cum?

A cry of outrage came from the side, a mermaid perched atop her enormous eight foot wide belly. Apparently the white sphere had been aimed at her, and had very nearly hit, making the mermaid very angry.

The mermaid lashed her tail in the air, using the momentum to drive herself back over her belly before launching forward, her fist raised, muscles bulging.

Fey watched with round eyes as the mermaid’s entire belly rolled forward on the tile carrying the mermaid’s body with it, down underneath and then popping back up the other side, fist still raised. She collided with a nereid with a twelve foot wide belly with a heavy slap-pap, their cum bellies rippling wildly on impact.

But that didn’t slow the mermaid’s body on top of her belly and with a cry she sloshed forward, torquing her tail and torso in an incredibly violent motion as she drove her fist into the Nereid’s belly.

BOOM!

The Nereid’s cum belly deformed under the blow as if struck by a mighty hammer, softness rippling out around the impact point before her whole belly was launched away, the swearing furious nereid sent skidding across the wet tiles until she crashed down into a pool in an explosion of water that fountained up around her round mass.

“What the fucccck,” breathed Fey, her mouth hanging open. They were freaking fighting while stuffed to the brim with her seed! Her broodmothers weren’t meant to do that! Maybe the competition hadn’t been such a good idea after all.

A cum tentacle lashed through the air nearby cutting through the thick steam and humid hormonal fog. The tentacle slapped down across the belly of the mermaid eliciting an outraged squawk. Behind them a mermaid was having a fist fight with a furious nereid controlling a un-filled copy of herself. The mermaid reeled back and then slugged the cum golem with all the mind boggling power of a muscle mage. The fist struck and catapulted the cum nereid back at its owner, blasting them with gallons of cum from top to bottom of their belly.

It seemed like sorority theta had not taken their loss very well and had started a brawl in the baths.

Kayla drew close to Fey, looking around fearfully, and with good reason as the college girls weren’t holding back at all. Fey saw a great shadowy shape through the mists, some kind of vast monster, a cum belly riding its back as it roared and swiped at a duo of mermaids sending them sliding across the tile.

The distant furious voice of Rommi came from atop the cum monster as she battled.

Kayla patted Fey’s side. “Uhm, I think maybe it would be a good idea to leave, if they are like this just over losing then sooner or later they are going to come after you and then they will fight to take you back to their house.”

“R-right,” said Fey. It was fortunate the steams obscured things as they hadn’t been noticed just yet.

She stealthily grabbed hold of the twins and slipped them onto her back in the same motion she rose, hooves slipping around unsteadily on the wet tile.

The sounds of war drifted through the mists, truly this was a pitched battle.

She took a step forward, then another, a ball of cum shot past her head, her hair whipping around in the wind as it passed.

“This is, ah, a little dangerous,” mumbled Fey as cries of mermaid anger drifted from the steam.

She took another careful step forward, but before she could go any further a cumflated mermaid rolled from the fog, her tail waving in the air as she came to a stop.

The mermaid wasn’t the real threat however, it was who was chasing the mermaid.

“Centaurrrr!!” roared Rommi as a monstrous gorilla made of cum stomped from the mists. Rommi’s cumbelly was significantly smaller than it had been, a flow of horse semen coming from her stretched out puss and down between her thighs to generate the monster gorilla, slowly growing it larger. “You are mine, ours I mean, you belong to my house as an asset to water mages! You belong to Theta! Now stay still while I—!”

Fey ran for it, hooves skittering madly across the tiles as the enormous fifteen foot gorilla stomped forward, a blue belly perched on its back. She dodged past the stunned mermaid from before who was promptly smacked aside by the cum gorilla, and between a mermaid and nereid doing battle, ducking underneath the whipping cum tentacles and flying fists and dashing for freedom.

It seemed the gorilla was slow, she could do this, she could escape!

Her hooves struck tile, hammering down like rain as she ran, and then came down on nearly the same spot having gained practically no ground at all. She blinked in surprise and looked down to see she was barely moving, her hooves had zero grip on the wet tile and something was holding her back, something latched onto her rear.

It took her a second to realise what was happening, the usual rolling motion of her pumpkin sized balls over her thighs was missing, they were being held up behind her, pulled away from her haunches, and with so little grip she was left running on the spot, and then to her horror, being dragged backwards.

“Fey, it’s the theta president!” cried Lily from her back.

She looked over her shoulder to see the shadow of the monstrous gorilla in the mists, step by step getting closer, a sneering nereid standing atop it, hands outreached as she manipulated the seed in Fey’s balls, dragging Fey back into her clutches.

Fey hadn’t been aware such a thing was possible. Water mages were genuinely scary in her opinion.

Safe to say it wasn’t exactly an ideal situation.

“You belong to Theta centaur. Your life from now on will be nothing but being pumped of material for our use. You will live in your own private cage in the common room. A cow for us to milk dry of all your useful seed!!”

Fey wailed in distress as the magical grip on her balls tightened and she was yanked backwards, hooves skating on tile.

“Sister, throw your teddy bears at her, do something!” cried Kayla in a panic.

“I’m trying, I’m trying! They keep getting all soggy!”

Behind a swarm of bears suddenly emerged from a pool and leapt at the gorilla’s leg, but their movement was sluggish and they were knocked free as the battle raged on, the cum gorilla sweeping them off with ease.

It seemed like Fey was doomed to become Theta Sorority’s public amenity, but then a cry of outrage came from behind Rommi.

“Fuck you ROMMI! She’s Ouurrrss!”

The steam darkened as a ceiling height wall of belly shot from it and crashed into the gorilla from behind, smashing it to the ground as Rommi was catapulted from the top and came down hard on the tile below, rolling head over heels as she hit.

The magical grip on Fey’s balls dropped and she took the opportunity to leg it, galloping into the mist like a centaur fleeing a predator on the plains, mists curling and swirling around her as she sped through, bolting from the battle of the sororities.

As she fled, Rommi slowly climbed to her feet. Most of her cumbelly had gone, spent on forming the gorilla and leaving it about the size of a beach ball. She glared up at the towering mountain that was Sirena’s belly and jabbed a finger up at it.

“I declare war on house sigma alpha! I’m going to turn you into mermaid sushi Sirena!”

“What?! No you don’t, I declare war on you! You impotent little blueberry!” came Sirena’s muffled reply.

The angry swear filled argument faded away as Fey fled, only hearing the occasional echoing boom that sent shivering ripples through the steams. It seemed the fighting was spreading, apparently there had been more of the sororities in the baths than just those who were playing ball games.

Fey finally spotted a door and ran for it, ducking below the mantle and into the hall beyond, her head brushing against the ceiling. Not a moment too soon as with a crash the wall was obliterated behind her as a gigantic white fist smashing apart the marble like it was nothing.

A mermaid with a flat belly was sent flopping across the floor just in front of Fey causing her to come to a stop in surprise. The mermaid climbed up onto her tail, wiped her mouth with the back of her fist, spat to the side, and then with a roar her muscles swelled and she charged the cum golem, punching it so hard that it disintegrated, cratering around the impact of her fist.

“L-let’s get the heck out of here!” cried Lily as the mermaid fought her way back through the hole in the wall.

Fey very much agreed with that idea and ran down the halls away from the fighting. Naked wide eyed girls were running around all over the place in a panic, bare feet slap-slapping against marble as they fled, breasts bouncing wildly.

A giant teddy bear made up of many smaller bears shot from a side passage and Fey found her blouse being shoved into her hands as she finally spotted what she wanted in an ignored side passage, an actual exit, a true way out of the baths.

Fey barged through the door and shot out into open air and freedom, finding fresh air and no mists full of mermaid violence and water mage magic.

She immediately spun around on the spot, grabbed the door and slammed it shut, falling to the ground as she slapped her palms against it to hold it closed, hoping against hope she wasn’t being followed.

Silence. It seemed they were completely alone. Only their panted breathing filled the air.

There was only Fey, then next to her Lily and Kayla with their backs against the door along with a few bears helping to hold it closed, and next to them the red tailed squirrelkin girl, also helping hold the door.

Fey blinked, where the hell had she come from!? How did she keep finding her?! She’d followed her into the baths from the streets and now here too?

Ignoring the stalker squirrelkin for the moment Fey clambered back to her feet. She had her blouse in one fist and she carefully slipped it over herself, struggling quite a lot with the buttons as getting her much larger breasts inside required real effort. Even then the buttons were left straining around her increased cleavage, her softness spilling over the straining cloth.

She turned to find Lily and Kayla already dressed in their usual micro skirt and blouse, as well as the squirrelkin who had somehow found her own pleated skirt and blouse, although from where Fey had no idea, she had been naked only moments ago.

“Uhm, I think we need to leave Fey, sooner or later those sorority girls are going to realise you are missing and they are going to come for you...” mumbled Kayla looking up at the door.

Lily nodded. “Yes, we should, and also definitely avoid drawing attention for a little bit.” Her eyes moved from the towering centaur, down and between her legs where her log of a cock gently throbbed, a little dribble of precum leaking from the tip.

She licked her lips. “S-so you should hide your thingy Fey.”

Fey tilted her head. “I’m a centaur, this is how we are normally, it’s natural.”

“Yes, but most centaurs don’t walk around sporting insanely huge throbbing erections. Look, there’s a really easy peasy way to hide it, just put it inside me!” said the otterkin beaming up at her proudly.

Well ... Fey couldn’t disagree with that idea, if she had the option she would love to be sheathed to the hilt in pussy at all times.

The cluster of teddybears by the door ran over to Lily as she approached a crate to one side of the alley, then helped her scramble up and on top.

She dusted herself off, and then smiled as the bear with the red scarf appeared beside her. He had a certain square of silk cloth in his paws and together with the bear’s help Lily was able to attach it to her midriff under her half unbuttoned blouse.

The otterkin glanced over her shoulder ay Fey, then she bent over, flipping up her skirt and exposing her gaping pussy to full view as she perked her rear up higher than her head, a girl presenting herself to be bred.

Her pink gape mouthed at the air, drooling and dripping all over the crate, wet rolling down from her fat puffy muff, down her thighs and forming a sticky puddle under her feet as her puss became excited, trained to know what was coming.

The sight wasn’t something that Fey could ignore and she found herself moving toward the otterkin before she had even thought to, her body working on instinct. So many breeding sessions making it the most natural thing in the world.

She suddenly whinnied, hooves tip tapping on the paving before she reared up, front hooves slamming down on the crate as her enormous cock thrust forward.

Of course she completely missed and her cock shot over the top of the otterkin, knocking her tail aside as the heavy dick fell over her back and nearly flattened Lily, who struggled with the weight of so much cock bearing down on top of her her, her limbs shaking as the massive thing mussed her hair, the incredible heat warming her back.

“F-Fey!”

“Uhnff, s-sorry, I c-can’t aim very well with someone so tiny!”

Fey backed up a little and her cock thudded down on the crate just behind the otterkin causing the crate to creak.

Her cock, eager as ever, stiffened and lifted itself away from the wood, bobbing as it remained rigidly straight and vaguely on course for the gape of the smol otterkin girl whose hips were pushed up in anticipation.

Fey shifted forward and she felt the tip of her cock press against the otterkin’s thigh, her softness indenting under Fey’s hardness. Closer, but still not where she so desperately needed to be.

The sexual frustrations of a centaur were as usual painfully real.

Why couldn’t it just—

She let out a gasp as she felt a pair of hands take hold of her cock. She glanced down to her side to see the squirrelkin had ducked under her barrel, her big red fluffy tail wagging behind her. Was she trying to help? Fey couldn’t say she was displeased, a centaur always needed help when it came to sex, and she did need to be inside Lily, urgently.

With the help of the squirrelkin she eased forward, the bucking cock guided toward the sopping wet muff of Lily until tip and gape kissed.

Of course Fey had gotten significantly larger since she had last done it with the otterkin and she was no longer fitted to the shape of her cock. Her rear and thighs spread and compressed against the dinner plate like width of cock head, their size difference on full display.

“hnff, you’re so much bigger now Fey!” keened Lily, her hands and feet on the wood and desperately trying to cram her snatch onto horsecock.

She lacked the strength unfortunately and was left shaking and moaning as she pressed herself against the broad tip but couldn’t fit, her gape desperately mouthing at the surface, but unable to stretch, even when Fey shifted her hips forward it only shoved Lily herself across the crate with a yelp.

Fortunately help arrived as the squirrelkin grabbed hold of Lily’s tail and hauled back.

Lily was left wiggling on the cock tip, her legs flailing either side as her pussy stretched out, labia inching wider and wider until with a squeal and a wet SCHLL-POP!!! she slipped over the head, her walls stretching to take so much mass, her pleasure clusters expanding, made more sensitive by Fey’s increased ability, gripping onto every little texture of Fey’s cock in a way she had never experienced before.

“Oh godsss it feels like there’s so much more of YOOUUU!” squealed Lily as her sloppy pussy fluttered in new found delight, eagerly exploring this new more massive horse cock, her cervix kissing eagerly at the head.

In moments the top of the crate was awash with her juices, pouring down off the edges in a waterfall as she came hard, her cunny honey spraying all over the wood in enthusiastic clenches.

Despite her trembling body the otterkin dug her heels in and rammed herself back onto the cock, this time with a lot more success as Fey was already inside her. Inch by bounced inch she drove herself backwards, her silk clad midriff stretching from between her silk clad breasts, a girthy mass big enough for her to hug, which she did, rubbing her face all over the dick bigger than she, a dick that absolutely dominated her body, a ripe broodmother with what she wanted most in the world, a cock capable of breeding her more thoroughly than any male, to fill her with masses of teeming life.

Her tail and ankles latched onto the cock behind and dragged her further onto it as she reached the edge of the crate and found herself unable to push. She didn’t mind, her tail and feet combined with her ravenous pussy was more than enough to slide herself down Fey’s length. She hooked her ankles under the medial ring and dragged herself down until her puffy pussy was kissing up against it.

With a wriggle of her hips and her ankles pulling against vascular veins she managed to drag herself over and the medial ring entered inside of her, the thick ring of flesh scraping against her walls deliciously.

She bit her lip as Fey let out a groan above her.

“Uhnff, gods Fey, I didn’t think it could get better! I was wrong! Just stay inside me forever!”

Fey shivered at those words and Lily felt a spray of precum explode into her womb, hot fluid washing over her insides in the most wonderful way, igniting her body’s biological need for cream, the fire of her estrus stoked ever higher from this small sample of what was to come.

“D-don’t say that or I’ll c-cum on the spot,” groaned Fey, her back hooves shifting against the cobble.

Lily glanced down her distended belly expecting to see it bloat with gallons of pre, but it remained in the shape of Fey’s penis. She remembered after a moment that she was wearing the silk, and that while she could feel the gallons of Fey’s precum sloshing in her womb it would only be slightly visible on this side, her cum belly was mostly in the hidden cave.

She scrunched her toes and wiggled in delight. Yes, this was perfect, she didn’t have to hold back at all!

With a grunt she drove herself down all the way to the base of Fey’s cock, her newly stretched out pussy slamming home against the wrinkled base, Fey’s entire horse cock all snug and squeezed tight inside her where it belonged.

She rested her head against her cock bulge and sighed, closing her eyes, just savouring the feeling of being so completely full, knowing that she was the only girl in the whole wide world experiencing such wonder for the moment.

She would have to ask Fey to increase the number of daily breedings she got if this was how much better it felt with her new size, her pussy was already addicted.

As she was daydreaming over horsecock Fey backed up and dropped down from the crate, her front hooves hitting the paving.

She tried to peek over her sides to see her cock clothed in girl but couldn’t quite see it. Instead she bent down and looked between her front legs. Her massive length was getting so large now that the tip was nearly between her front legs. Like her breasts it grew disproportionately larger with her body’s growth.

Her penis sparkled with the dragon silk, the nobbles of her cock tip, and even her medial ring very softly outlined within it.

... Okay this wasn’t that much better than having her cock be completely naked if she was being honest, any one could see what it was! But at least her flesh was hidden from direct view and maybe this would stop the hordes of girls who wanted to fondle her penis.

She was straightening back up when she felt a weight suddenly land on her balls.

She blinked and looked over her shoulder to see Kayla who was scrambling up onto her back with the help of some teddybears, and then behind her the squirrelkin girl who was ... hugging her rump?

She realised after a moment that the squirrelkin was literally sitting on her balls, perched on top of the larger than pumpkin sized things with her thighs gripping either side of their mass, ankles hooked underneath, her breasts pressing against the top of her rump as she held on.

“What are you doing?!”

The squirrelkin wiggled her ass, getting comfortable on her new seat.

“Isn’t it obvious? You said you needed to hide your equipment right? There’s no way you could go anywhere without people like me jumping on ‘em. So I decided to help out. You can thank me later.”

The squirrelkin waved her person sized fluffy red tail in the air as if showing Fey she had it, then curled it down and around so that her tail was completely covering Fey’s balls from view.

Fey stared at her as she got comfy. The oddness of having someone just abruptly sit on her balls leaving her mystified.

“ ... Who are you again?”

“Hey, it’s not my fault you waved the most amazingly wonderful set of balls ever in front of me, what’s a girl supposed to do when you show them that! This is just a natural consequence of your actions!”

“To ... sit on my balls?”

“ ... Yes.”

“But—”

“You need me here! I’m hiding them! That’s a good thing! If it isn’t me then it’s dozens of others all over them!”

“Uhm, she does kind of have a point,” murmured Kayla, “No one is going to guess what’s under her tail.”

“Right?” said the squirrelkin, resting her elbow on Fey’s rump as she cupped her chin. she looked up at Fey with half lidded eyes and a small smile. The squirrelkin’s very attractive features were framed with curly red hair which contrasted with her emerald green eyes, eyes confident in the fact she was meant to be there.

Fey wondered how she was so casual about it, she looked like she was sitting on the most comfortable seat ever.

“ ... But It looks like I have a squirrel girl sitting on my ass!”

“Sitting on your balls actually. Look, it’ll be fiiiine. You apparently need the stealthiness that my big fluffy tail can supply and I’m supplying that!”

She ground her hips down on the top of Fey’s testacles like she was enjoying just sitting on the massive things.

Well, maybe she was, Fey could feel her sperm raging at the girl, trying to get at her womb, the surface of her balls shifting and pushing out slightly against the squirrelkin’s thighs and panties, basically giving her a lower body massage. Judging by how soaking wet her panties were she was quite enjoying it.

Fey let out a sigh of resignation. Maybe this wasn’t so bad, and they did need to leave, sooner or later the two sororities would stop trying to beat the snot out of each other and then they would come after her. It was time to make up some distance.

She trotted from the alley and into the city streets proper.

To her surprise her clothing made of girls was pretty successful at fending off attention and only a half dozen girls were drawn to her, and only then because all of them were in heat and with excellent senses of smell, able to sense what lay beneath Lily and the squirrelkin.

Of course, the disguise started to break down a bit as Lily began to slowly ease herself up and down her shaft, pushing herself along with her feet about a half foot before dragging herself back with her tail and ankles.

The exposure of her shaft wetted with Lily lubricant drew a few more gazes.

But in the end it wasn’t that hard to lose them in the crowds. People tended to get out of the way of a gigantic centaur, making way for her like a river around a boulder. Her followers on the other hand had to fight the current, and couldn’t keep up with Fey’s stride.

She soon found herself shaking her following, she was free! Okay there were still a lot of eyes on her, it was kind of hard for there not to be with her size, but at least she didn’t have half a hundred horny girls trying to dry hump her leg!

It was a novel experience and Fey relished it, cheering up quite a bit, her step gaining a little prance.

She paused as a florist came into view, a stall on the side of the street full to the brim with colourful flowers that practically spilled onto the paving, the air fragrant and pleasant smelling.

A green haired old lady with wrinkled eyes and green tipped fingers looked up at Fey.

“Oh? You are a big one. Would you like a sample, pick any single flower you wish, it’s on the house.”

A free flower? She glanced over the huge selection, unsure if she should. She was about to say no she didn’t want one when her eye caught on a humble little yellow flower.

She reached down and carefully plucked it. Then she turned her upper body to where Kayla was sitting cross legged on her back. The otterkin looked up in surprise as she delicately placed it behind her ear.

Kayla touched hesitantly at it, unable to see it on top of her head.

“Uhm, it’s like the one when I first met you, back at your inn, a yellow flower that you wore on your ear,” said Fey.

Kayla blinked a few times, her lip’s parting slightly. “You remembered something like that? That’s...”

“Freaking adorable ohmygawdd!” cried Lily beneath Fey, her pussy clamping down hard on Fey’s length eliciting a groan from the centaur. Apparently something as simple as that had been a massive turn on for the otterkin.

“Th-thank you Fey,” mumbled Kayla.

Fey beamed down at her.

“That will be a one copper coin thank you.”

For a moment Fey wondered if she had been tricked by the florist. But when she turned back she found a teddybear handing the florist a coin as it picked up a bundle of flowers. The bear turned and tossed the flowers to several more bears on Fey’s back. In moments the flowers had been woven together and then the bears were clambering up Fey’s upper half to her alarm, standing on her shoulders and then placing the newly woven flower crown on her head.

“Uhm, it’s beautiful. Y-you didn’t have to Lily,” said Fey, but she was secretly pleased and unable to stop a small smile coming to her face.

“I can see you smiling!” said Kayla.

“Mmmf, I thought you would like it,” came Lily’s breathy voice, her pussy squeezing down even harder, her bouncing accelerating as her arousal grew, sloppy vagina suckling and quelching on horse cock, motions dredging huge amounts of lubricant from herself to drizzle and drip onto the ground below.