Centaurus

"Hey, those are our supplies for the entire trip! What are you doing!"

 

The bears froze.

 

"How much did you take?!" exclaimed the elf looking around in dismay.

 

"Uhm, if that was our supplies then we might be having problems later," muttered Fey, her gaze moving from Ellaria to the otterkin. Ellaria followed her gaze to find Lily downing yet another cauldron, her breasts surged outward, person sized nipples hanging over the treetops, her breasts near spherical from the sheer built up pressure from within, their surface hard to the touch and lightly veined.

 

Lily finished with a satisfied sigh.

 

Then she seemed to consider something. 

 

"I feel… weird."

 

"You think? You ate all our supplies! I bought way more than needed just in case we had to feed the young that came out of the eggs! It was enough to feed an army!"

 

"Hnff I feel r-really full," mumbled Lily, seemingly ignoring her.

 

She lifted a small hand and hesitantly pressed it against the throbbing breast flesh in front of her.

 

That light touch finally pushed her breasts over the edge and with a scream her nipples twitched and then began spraying milk, huge amounts of milk, waterfalling and raining over the treetops, her nipples wobbling side to side as the insane milk pressure rushed through them engorging them further.

 

"help meeee!! It feels too good!" squealed Lily as her breasts went wild. Her ankles drummed against her belly and she screamed again as a long spray of squirt lanced from her pussy and over her belly.

 

Fey drew in a breath as the scent of so much milk washed over them in a great wave.

 

The scent even woke Flora up from her bleary sleep. She blinked as she looked over her thrashing milky band mate, squirting and spraying in every direction.

 

"F-fuck why does that look like fun?" she stretched out her legs and arms like a cat and yawned, but then froze as white started to trickle from her nipples, then sprinkle, quickly increasing in output.

 

"H-hey what's happening!!" wailed Flora as more and more milk came from her breasts, accelerating with every passing second.

 

"S-sympathetic lactation?" mumbled Ellaria. She was staring at her own naked breasts cupped in her hands and to Fey's shock and immense arousal little sprinkles of milk were lancing from her pleasing pink nips and sprinkling over the floor that was Flora.

 

"M-me tooooo! What did you dooo!" wailed Vivi from across the gulf, struggling with her own lactation emergency.

 

"It feels too good! help me captainnnn!" wailed Lily as she squirted yet again.

 

"Fuck she's not kidding, it feels like the bigger I get the better it feels to lactate groaned Flora as the fires behind her rear started sputtering as she squirted and sprayed them down.

 

"C-captain whats happening?" cried Fey looking around in alarm. She even checked her own chest but to her relief she remained milk free.

 

"I- i'm not sure- ah-"

 

She paused as she found Wummy staring at her chest and frowning.

 

The slime girl lifted a hand and made a kind of milking motion with it.

 

Ellaria looked at her nonplussed.

"She's asking if you need milking!" cried Vivi, "F-Fuck it, Wummy! Milk us dry!"

 

"W-wait hold on a second!"

 

Too late, a pair of slim tentacles lunged from under Wummy's dress and latched onto Ellaria's nipples. They began to vigorously pump causing the elf to cry out.

 

The much larger tree trunk thick tentacles wrapped around Vivi lunged forth too, going from Vivi's breasts and then Flora's and the largest of all, Lily's.

 

Their voices raised into howls as the tentacle 'nozzles' began to do their work applying a heavy vacuum to the massive nipples, milk exploding down their lengths, continually surging milk that bulged out the tentacle pipes.

 

The milk flowed back along them and down between Vivi's thighs causing the fox girl to shriek.

 

"N-not there Wummy! I know you don't like milk but don't you dare put it all in meee!"

 

Wummy rolled her eyes and another tentacle emerged from Vivi's puss. this one's tip convulsed and then suddenly opened up and a hose of breast milk was launched out across the forest.

 

The girls squirmed under the slime's ministrations who quickly and without a fuss drained them. 

 

Ellaria was first to be emptied of course and she flopped back breathing hard, her breasts a little smaller than they had been.

 

Then Was Vivi, her chest returning to a far more reasonable size albeit still large. Then was Flora who seemed to have passed out again into her cleavage as her breasts became far more reasonable, then lastly Lily whose insane size, despite being drained of the endless amounts of milk, was still monstrously large.

 

The girls went silent, only letting out soft groans as they tried to recover their composure.

 

"What the hell Ella! Wha- was it something we ate?!"

 

Ellaria waved a vague hand in the air. "No, I haven't eaten anything yet… it was just looking at her, it just made me feel all tingly… and then when the scent hit…"

 

"Scent?"

 

"I think it's like, you know, sympathetic," mumbled the elf struggling up to sitting. "… This might actually be a problem."

 

Fey gave her a disbelieving look.

 

"It's hardly the most surprising thing your impregnation is doing to us Fey. If I had to guess it's probably because Lily has reached a new milk quality grade and just the scent of it alone causes a reaction in those around her, the grade beyond platinum that those cowkins theorised. That's not good. If we are in battle and Lily has a milk emergency it might put all of us down for the count."

 

The Lily doll struggled up from where she'd been squirming on the floor as Wummy did her milking.

 

"I- I might be able to control it if, I uhm, just eat less?"

 

"Yes, that might be for the best," said Ellaria icily.

 

"Just really really really don't want to," muttered the doll.

 

"What was that?"

 

"Hmm oh nothing. I was just saying it's probably the same thing as my eating, Fey making what is already there supercharged."

 

"Uh is that how you are eating so much?" said Fey scratching her cheek as she looked over the massive otterkin.

 

The doll looked a little abashed hearing that.

 

"It- it's a condition okay! Otterkins are originally from the freezing north, in winter things become so bad that the only way to survive was if we could make everything we ate into perfect layers of insulating fat as quickly as possible, like a seal, the ones who couldn't do that simply died out." The doll looked at her feet, clearly deeply ashamed. "But since otterkins don't live in the north anymore we don't need that ability, it's considered shameful, I used to get punished for eating too much… I… Think my pregnant body adapted that ability to only affect my b-breasts… and it's probably the same for other otterkins, they just don't eat that much because it's culturally forbidden… uhm, otterkins are really big on culturally forbidden things, we uh have a lot of forbidden stuff."

 

"Are you saying that Kayla could become like you? But she eats so little!"

 

"Uhm, it's not that I can't, it's just that It feels wrong," came Kayla's distant voice.

 

Ellaria was putting her arm into the dimensional bag as the otterkin spoke, pulling out sacks, empty sacks, and zero food. 

 

"That's all very well and great Lily but we still need to eat, and we can't do that because you've eaten everything! I brought so freaking much extra just in case the eggs hatched! How is it gone! How is all the food gone!"

 

The Lily doll looked even more glum.

 

"It just feels so nice to grow larger and more milky," she mumbled. "And I want to be able to feed everyone…"

 

"Well you won't be feeling nice again for a while because we'll be on starvation rations. In fact we had better get moving sooner rather than later because if we don't make good time we won't make it to draconica before we run out of food."

 

Ellaria raised a hand and snapped her fingers together. All the floating fires dotted across Flora instantly winked out.

 

"Now make your golems gather everything together before you make me even more annoyed."

 

The doll bit her lip but turned and waved madly at the bears who rushed around gathering everything and throwing it into the dimensional bag.

 

As that was happening Ellaria approached Flora.

 

"Flora, can you carry us? Yes or no?"

 

"What do you think," groaned the gnome, giving the elf a haggard look. She truly did look quite exhausted and drained. "I doubt I can even lift myself right now."

 

"You moved Lily."

 

"No, I dragged Lily, and even that gave me a migraine."

 

Fey waved to get her captain's attention.

 

"Uhm, Ella, could Wummy carry us? She did move Vivi."

 

The centaur let out a shiver as another gallon of pre was sucked into the tentacle still gently milking her length.

 

"Squee?" said Wummy tilting her head in question from where she still sat.

 

Ellaria set her lips in a line, clearly very reluctant to be reliant on a monster of all things.

 

But after a moment she let out a sigh. 

 

"I suppose we have no choice, it's either that or remain here. I have to say, being extremely mega pregnant without access to magic would be very inconvenient."

 

"Squee." Wummy agreed.

 

It didn't take long after that to make the slime girl understand what they wanted her to do, mostly because Vivi helped explain things. 

Giant tentacles wrapped around the three girl's bodys, cupping them as more tentacles moved below, writhing through the trees and moving them slowly at first but soon picking up the pace.

 

They actually managed a fair speed as the tentacles ripped up and tossed aside any trees in their path and they forged a solid road through the forest, a treeless track miles long.

 

Fey was standing on Flora and looking around at the sea of trees stretching to the horizon in every direction when the gnome girl next to her let out a long pained groan.

 

"I- W-we need to stop!"

 

"Hmm? how come?"

 

"Frkkk, it's the tentacles, they keep squeezing and massaging, and oh gods, I- I think they're coming!"

 

"wh-whats coming?"

 

"Eeeegggs!" wailed Flora.

 

Fey blinked and looked back down the gnome's body.

 

Her gape was visibly convulsing, grasping and mouthing at the air, her clit straining from its hood. More, within her gape Fey could see her cervix dilating and pushing up, the round shape of an egg visible trying to press through.

 

"Uhh, l-like right now?!"

 

"YESSSSS!" squealed Flora as her cervix slopped around the glossy white egg and it slipped into her pussy, filling her canal.

 

Fey's mouth parted as she watched the gnome's labia strain as the seemingly eager to escape egg pressed out.

 

"What's happening?" said Ellara, stepping up beside her.

 

Fey said nothing but pointed as Flora's puss convulsed once more and the egg schlopped out of her folds with a gush of squirt, landing on her belly and sliding across it. Already a second egg could be seen pressing at her cervix.

 

"It's Wummy I think the motions triggered it," groaned Flora as with a slop the next egg slipped into her canal.

 

"A-all of them are coming, or j-just some?" said Ellaria, staring wide eyed.

 

"ALLLLLL!!!" groaned Flora as the egg launched from her and then another and another. 

 

Her legs thrashed and kicked at the air as one by one eggs were birthed, taking about a second or two for each one to slip out and be pushed free.

 

"I think we should probably stop Wummy?"

 

"Squee?" The slime girl was watching Flora's trembling pussy with great interest.

 

"We should stop so Flora can, uh, give birth?"

 

"Squee." Wummy nodded knowingly.

 

With a lurch the great moving thing that was Flora came to a grinding halt, taking a long time to slow because of the sheer inertia of so much mass.  Behind her came Lily and Vivi who crashed into her mass eliciting a dozen eggs to spray free from the gnome, before the two mega preggers girls moved to be either side of Flora.

 

Flora grabbed fistfuls of her breasts as her pussy was made to rub and scrape against eggs as if a long string of massive beads was being dragged through her. Already the eggs were piling up behind her legs as she squirted over them making them even slicker.

 

"What's going on, why stop?" cried Lily.

 

"She's laying eggs!" 

 

"I'm not laying eggs! I'm not a bloody chicken!" shrieked Flora as a fresh gush of eggs spewed from her cunny to go clattering against the others.

 

Already some at the back were starting to slide away on the very gentle curve of Flora's belly.

 

"Wummy! catch the eggs!"

 

A tentacle shot out from beneath the slime girl's dress and curve around the back of the growing pile of eggs just as Flora sent a powerful jet of squirt back over it.

 

Wummy tilted her head, seeming to taste the fluid as it touched her tentacle and was absorbed into its surface. 

 

She nodded as though satisfied and more tentacles started to lower from beneath her skirt, snaking across the pile of eggs and absorbing the wet on their surface leaving them dry and shiny.

 

"That's s-so many eggs!" cried Vivi, she was squirming over her own belly as she craned her neck to look at the pile on Flora, "s-so m-manyyy!"

 

"Don't you dare Vivi! Don't you dare do it!"

 

"I- I can't helllp it captain, I- I feel all tingly!"

 

"Nope! Nope! don't do it!"

 

"I can't stop eeet!"

 

An egg abruptly slipped from amongst the tentacle stretched pussy of Vivi, then another. 

 

Wummy 'Squeed' and waved her tentacles around in the squirt Vivi was producing.

 

"Oh god, HNNN! Me tooo!" Fey and Ellaria snapped around in time to see an egg slip from between Lily's thighs and slide over her belly to be caught by a crowd of bears.

 

"All three?! at once? What is this, s-sympathetic birth?"

 

Vivi, Lily and Flora's voices rose higher and joined together as they popped out more and more eggs, squirming with the bead like stimulation, each egg stretching their pussies before easing back and then immediately being stretched by the next egg.

 

Already things were starting to get crowded on top of Flora and Fey took a step back as slippery eggs knocked against and bounced off her hooves.

 

Ellaria pressed a palm to her forehead and groaned. "I had brought enough supplies for maybe one birth, but… all three, and Lily has eaten most of it anyway? I think I'm getting a headache."

 

"Hnfff! and i'm g-getting a pussy ache- oh gawd h-how many are left?!" cried Flora.

 

"Uhm, l-lots," whispered Fey. It was true that despite the top of Flora's belly starting to get crowded with eggs her pregnancy had not diminished in the slightest.

 

"This might take a while…"

 

"A while? She's going to be birthing eggs for the entire rest of the day and likely tomorrow!" cried Ellaria. "This is a disaster! We'll starve to death before reaching Draconica!"

 

"Squee?"

 

"Not now Wummy."

 

"I think she's offering to help captain."

 

Ellaria paused and her hand came away from her head. "Like… the milking?"

 

"She could uhm, milk them of eggs, sort of I suppose…"

 

"Squee!"

 

"I… just, fine, do it, if she can do that I'll make her an extra honorary member of Magic Mog." the elf flopped down, sitting on an egg. She lowered her voice to a dark mutter. "Tch. Getting assisted not once, not twice, but three times by a slime monster in two days. Unbelievable. I feel my name as an adventurer is somehow dirtied."

 

In the meantime Wummy got to work. First was of course Vivi as the majority of Wummy's body was still inside the fox girl. Fey watched with interest as the tentacles emerging from her puss formed a trunklike tentacle that the eggs started easing down, slow at first then speeding up rapidly, egg after egg flowing through the tentacle tube in a non stop stream. 

 

The tentacle acted like some kind of reverse ovipositor to suck the eggs out of the fox girl, doubling then doubling again the speed of which Vivi was birthing eggs.

 

Vivi's voice of course rose into a banshee shriek as the stimulation on her nethers accelerated and her frequent squirts were quickly gobbled up by a pleased Wummy. The sound of clattering filled the air as the eggs were dropped down to the forest floor below quickly building in number. It was fortunate Fey knew just how impossibly strong the eggs were or she felt sure she would be having a double heart attack seeing that.

 

Next was Lily, and this time wummy wasn't already inside the girl so she had to be a bit more physical. Slender tipped tentacles dove in and grabbed hold of the otterkin's labia, hooked back and then began to haul, spreading her pussy wider and making room for tentacles to get around the constantly pouring eggs and to get at her cervix.

 

The otterkin shrieked as she was spread and soon more than one egg was slopping from her puss, her pussy stretching to an extreme degree as the slime monster's insane strength pulled her wide, stretching her gape down by her thighs.

 

Wummy didn't bother to stop the building pile of eggs behind her and soon they started slipping off and piling up on the forest floor below in a waterfall of indestructible ceramic.

 

Lastly was Flora. Unfortunately the same trick wouldn't work on her as many of her eggs appeared to be significantly larger than the eggs Lily and Vivi produced.

 

Instead the slime girl lifted her skirt and a huge tentacle with an open tip snaked forth and plugged itself onto the gnome girl's gape. A vacuum was applied and the stream of eggs became a deluge, sucking up the long trunk like tube and up under Wummy's skirt where the slime girl shivered and the egg then fell free from underneath, somehow emerging from her own pussy.

 

Wummy's efforts had their effect and the birthing slowly accelerated, the layers of eggs on the forest floor growing into mounds and then hills, a constant clatter clatter of hundreds of eggs ever increasing as the three girls slowly shrunk down bit by bit.

 

As they shrunk the mounds of eggs grew ever higher, passing the heights of the treetops.

 

The treetops came nearer and nearer and then Fey was struggling to see the horizon as Flora's body lowered, and then she couldn't see the horizon at all as they passed below the foliage and into the dark of the forest below.

 

Wummy had to adapt the birthing as they went because the hills of eggs had grown so large that they were threatening to roll over the top of the girls. She moved them as they birthed and the hills were allowed to grow uninterrupted.

 

Soon Fey's and Ellaria's footing was becoming a problem as the rounded surface of Flora's belly went from being mostly flat to steeply arced. First Ellaria and then Fey slipped off, landing on the forest floor below with a thump.

 

By the time they got to their feet Lily and Vivi had nearly been emptied and were writhing on the ground as the last of the eggs were dragged out of them, and then they were empty, Lily's belly flat and trim and normal and Vivi's belly more moderately pregnant looking with part of Wummy's body still inside of her.

 

Flora groaned as she sank down to the grassy forest floor, her legs hanging limp as she rested on her still very large breasts, one last tired sprinkle of squirt coming from her nethers as the last egg was sucked from her pussy.

 

The three brood mothers lay limp and gasping, absolutely covered in sweat, mouths hanging open as they desperately panted for air, exhausted as though they had just run a marathon.

 

After about ten minutes of simply trying to recover Vivi started to struggle to her feet. As the strongest of the three she had the least trouble, although her belly was still fairly large with parts of Wummy and looking easily nine months pregnant with quintuplets. Her breasts were also still pretty large, each breast resting heavily atop her pregnancy, large enough that had the pregnancy not been there the undersides would have been level with her stomach.

 

She had to carry the masses with her paws, holding her belly up to stop it drooping down. Fortunately she was able to carry the great weight with ease with her strength.

 

However for Lily and Flora while they no longer had pregnant bellies their breasts were still so large that they rested on the ground while standing due to their diminutive heights, and in Lily's case practically dragged her up into the air as the tops were far above her head.

 

"Help me sister!" wailed Lily, her tiptoes struggling to touch the ground.

 

"H-how? I don't have any more of those floaty bras!" came a voice from the invisible kayla.

 

Ellaria rolled her eyes. "It's a good thing I am your captain I suppose. I had predicted this eventuality."

 

She stuck a hand into the dimensional bag and started pulling free bras, lots of bras.

 

"After our time in the cowkin Dairy I realised how useful these might be in certain scenarios and I acquired a number of them with our spoils from the dungeon. Here, this should be enough."

 

She handed them to the girls and the bears helped push and shove them under their breasts until they took effect and started lifting them which allowed them to add more. They were of course far too small to act anything like normal bras, but the cloth still levitated and could hold boobs up, one bra could be placed under one breast in that way, and more bras next and in front of it, making use of the cloth more than anything.

 

"Uhm, Ella, what are we to do about all this?" said Fey looking up at the mountain of glossy white eggs amongst the trees, so many that they disappeared out of sight above the canopy. "We can't leave them here!"

 

"No, and neither can we carry them, which leaves only one option."

 

"Wh-whats that?"

 

Ellaria held up the dimensional bag and waved it at Fey. "This, obviously. They should probably be fine in here while we find something, safety I suppose."

 

"Probably?"

 

"I assume so considering how indestructible and impenetrable the shells are."

 

She tossed the bag in the air and Wummy caught it.

 

"Squee?"

 

"Since you performed such an admirable job with midwifery you should be fit for the task of collecting the eggs into this."

 

Wummy frowned and made a low dark Squee.

 

"She wants to know what's in it for her captain."

 

"She may join I and Fey in bed for a night."

 

"S-SQUEE?!?"

 

"I am not stupid, you were clearly observing what we were doing together last night. You can be a part of that if you sort out these eggs.

 

The slime girl seemed staggered by the reward, but after a moment turned and began attacking the mountains of eggs, tube tentacles launching from under her skirt and going in every direction, already pulling eggs into them and shooting them down their lengths.

 

Wummy rocked her hips side to side and then hiked her dress up a bit, pushing the dimensional bag up under and then wriggling, somehow fixing it in place. She removed her hand and put her hands on her hips watching her many tentacles get to work on the mountains.

 

Lily awkwardly took a few steps, the inertia of her enormous breasts making it nearly impossible for her to stop under her own power. In fact once she got moving she found her feet being pulled through the grass as she tried to stop, her breast crashing into a tree and knocking it flat.

 

"oooh! this is hard to control on my own!" she waved her hand and the army of bears around her dove beneath her breasts grabbing hold of the bras. Like that she had much more control and the bears carefully moved with her, manoeuvring her around, her breasts moving her more than anything.

 

She neared the eggs and carefully leaned to the side to pick one up. It was quite heavy and she struggled with it before the red scarfed bear and the eyepatch bear helped her.

 

The egg was a clean ceramic white apart from metallic yellow flecks scattered across its surface.

 

"H-hey, does yellow mean me? These are my eggs right?"

 

Flora rubbed at her face tiredly, "Well duh, mine are the ones with pink flecks, and Vivi's are the ones with silver flecks."

 

Fey leaned down and heaved up one of the larger eggs, one that had come from Flora.

 

"This one has pink flecks and yellow flecks Flo."

 

Flora yawned. "That's because those ones are Kyla's and mine, or something. I took her eggs which you then came all over inside me, remember? The yellow is more amber-like than Lily's yellow."

 

"D-double mothers?!" squeaked an invisible Kayla.

 

"Yeah, or, well, triple if you count Fey as mother, stallion-mother or something."

 

"Double broodmothers," mumbled Fey. It did make her curious, she could admit that, just what the hell was going to come out of the eggs?

 

As they discussed the eggs and the three recently emptied brood mothers acclimatised to their new size and new center of balance the mountains of eggs rapidly shrank, eggs being sucked into tubes that then ran up under Wummy's skirt where they disappeared.

 

Soon the canopy above the eggs was visible again and then the hills were rapidly shrinking, becoming only minor mounds as they reached head height with Fey then less as the eggs were rapidly sucked up by the moving glossy sleek tentacles.

 

And then there were none.

 

It really was astounding that what had been so much mass was now just gone, first birthed, and then vanished.

 

Wummy wiggled her hips and pulled the dimensional bag from under her skirt, smiling happily and squee-ing with her eyes shut.

 

The rest of the band stared at the dimensional bag in her hand. It was quite… round. In fact the bag looked like it was stretched around something very large and was triple the size it had been, the stitches that held it together straining at the seams.

 

A quite alarming groan of material under stress came from the dimensional bag.

 

"Hey, uh, that won't explode or anything right?"

 

Ellaria gingerly took the bag from Wummy, pinching the strings between index and thumb.

 

"It might... It wasn't designed to take this quantity of stuff and I would never consider doing it if we weren't in such dire circumstances. We had better hope that we can find a town or something before the magic holding it together gives out…"