Chapter 187

Content Advisory: Next two chapters are futa/futa, fyi!

“O-Oh,” Maddy stammered. “I just—you want me to—grow something?”

“Something?” Zoey asked, amused. “A cock. Not ‘something’. But only if you want to,” she said, stating the obvious. “But we can solve two problems at once. Testing our new loot out, and recharging.”

“That’s a good point, I suppose,” Maddy said. She sounded hesitant about the idea. Though not because she didn’t want to, Zoey felt pretty certain, but because growing a cock was—well, a daunting idea. Especially with what Zoey was suggesting they do. Squeeze into a shared pocket-pussy and milk each other out.

“They can be a bit much to start with,” Zoey said, grabbing her own shaft and shaking it in front of Maddy—whose gray eyes locked to it, cheeks flaming. “But they feel good. And I think you’d look cute with one.” She took a step forward, poking her cock into Maddy’s stomach. She rubbed up and down the warm latex-covered skin there, slowly, Mady’s breath coming faster and faster.

Maddy shivered, the idea clearly exciting her. “I guess it wouldn’t be so bad to just try it out,” she murmured.

Zoey grinned. Mentally rummaging around inside her inventory, she pulled out one of the potions. “You’ll need some help drinking it, though.”

“I will?”

“It doesn’t go in your mouth. Not for the best results.”

“Huh?”

“In the other end.”

“The ... other end?”

Zoey grinned, and Maddy’s eyes slowly widened as she realized what Zoey was saying.

“W-What? Why?”

“One of my newer skills,” Zoey said, laughing. “And we learned earlier that we can pass liquids through the bodysuits,”—though Zoey hadn’t considered this use of that convenience factor, earlier—”so it should still work.” For that matter, the suit’s permeability would be necessary for filling up the toy, too. Probably why it was a feature. Zoey’s class and too many items simply required the suit not to be watertight. “Lucky us.”

“Wow,” Maddy said. “That’s ... um. The potion really needs to go up there?”

“Yep,” Zoey said. “So, on your knees, cutie. Spread those legs.”

Maddy flushed and hesitated, but only for a moment, before doing as she was told. Like Rosalie, she was fast to obey when things got heated. Zoey got down on her knees as well, briefly admiring the smaller girl’s ass, which Maddy presented for her. The shiny dark-gray latex did wonders for highlighting her curves—and in a slightly different way from the midnight black.

Pressing a thumb on Maddy’s backdoor, she wiggled her digit around, testing the girl through the layer of slippery material. Maddy shuddered under the contact. Zoey slowly pressed in. Normally, she would lubricate Maddy up, but the magical bodysuit seemed to take care of that: the material came pre-lubricated or was otherwise just that slippery. The suit bent inward, sliding into Maddy along with Zoey’s thumb. A little groan escaped the girl, her hips wiggling at the intrusion.

“Feels good?”

“Y-Yeah,” Maddy gasped. “I haven’t, um, done much of—” she sucked in a breath of air as Zoey delved deeper, wiggling her thumb down—”this. Before.”

“We’ll have to fix that. Fingers are only half the fun. I’ve got something bigger you might like.” Idly, she grabbed her erection and tapped it gently on Maddy’s ass—who jumped at the impact, even a light tap having more of a hefty slap than Zoey had intended. “But not yet,” Zoey said. “Another time. You ready?”

“R-Ready.”

Uncorking the potion, Zoey tipped it over and plunged it inside Maddy’s hole, wiggling the smooth glass in. The girl’s back arched as the cold liquid started to enter her. She gasped as the magical fluid poured in, filling her up through the suit—mentally allowing it to pass, as they’d experimented with earlier—and tickling her insides, the potent fluid setting her on fire. Maddy squirmed and groaned on the ground, adjusting to the bizarre sensation, and when Zoey saw the vial was empty, she pulled it out. The latex pulled back as well, and no liquid glistened the material: the potion had fully entered her.

“Good girl,” Zoey said, patting Maddy’s ass. “Just relax. Let it do its thing.”

Maddy, reasonably, didn’t relax. Instead, she was tensed up, gasping and squirming as her body started to transform. Her cock grew, thickening and lengthening, expanding from nothing into a twitching rod dangling from between her spread legs, hugged by the dark-gray bodysuit. Zoey watched, transfixed, as Maddy’s cock swelled, drinking in the sight.

Though ... Zoey’s eyes went wider and wider as it kept going. For some reason, she had assumed the small, petite, cute Maddy would be matched by an equally small, petite, and cute cock—which Zoey would have been delighted to play with. But that assumption turned out to be ... incorrect. Maybe because of Zoey’s chosen consumption method, the alternate ingestion, which provided a stronger effect. It had worked that way for Rosalie, too. Even so, Zoey hadn’t expected this.

“This is so weird,” Maddy groaned, hips wiggling left and right, sending her increasingly large cock waggling from side to side, slapping against her thighs. Zoey couldn’t reply, only keep staring as twelve fat inches of girlcock sprouted between the girl’s legs. A girthy beast that looked even larger because of her small frame. The biggest she’d seen, bigger even than Rosalie’s, and not just because of Maddy’s proportions. It was second only to Zoey’s.

Maddy groaned one last time, the transformation finishing. She rolled over onto her butt and spread her legs to see what had appeared, lifting her cock up and pressing it against her stomach and chest—reaching nearly to her chin, with how she’d positioned herself, slightly bent forward to take the sight in.

“Z-Zoey?” Maddy asked, sounding incredulous. “Is it supposed to be—?”