Flock Of Robins Ch 02

Hey y'all! Realized I called this a "request" in the last chapter - it's actually a commission. Not sure why I typed that haha. Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! This is where things really pick up in terms of smut, and it doesn't really stop until the end. This one is mostly sex haha.

Tags: hyper sizes and cum ridiculousness/inflation, male on female, orgy, clone fucking (kinda)

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Before any of the Robins could protest, Spring-Robin stood back up and snaked her fingers into the holding-on-for-dear-life laces struggling to contain her massive chest; and, with a sly grin touching her lips,

ripped

the weaving apart! Instantly, her milky, enormous breasts

bounced

free of their cloth-restraints, wobbling back and forth and

slapping

against each other loudly. Chrom immediately

gasped

as he was presented with the biggest pair of tits he'd ever seen - not that he'd ever really seen

any

before - utterly

mesmerized

by their beauty. His cock gave a noticeable

lurch

, bucking between himself and Spring-Robin, nearly

slamming

into the mature-strategist.

The years had been

very

kind to Spring-Robin, that was for sure! Now her huge mounds had grown plumper over the years and probably from the numerous children she'd carried for the version of him in her timeline as well, appearing positively

oversized

on her relatively diminutive frame; breasts of such proportions weren't something that Chrom had ever considered

possible

before, but he found his arousal was at an all time

high

from the sight of Spring-Robin's naked chest and the qualities that her advanced-aged had gifted her. They were just so insanely

gigantic

they caused a bout of renewed

stirring

in his pants!

Even her

nipples

looked different than he'd expected! Her areola had widened to match the size of the rotund breast they topped, and were much darker in coloration as well. Spring-Robin's nipples were long and thick as they stuck out erect from her tits, possessing the same light-brown hue as her areola; to Chrom they were practically

begging

to be sucked, and he hoped he would get the chance to with whatever came next! She shook her chest at him several times, grinning as she watched his eyes follow them closely, glad that even the youthful version of her husband appreciated her bust as much as he did in her present. The older-Robin allowed him a few more seconds of ogling before she finished undressing.

An untying of the string around her neck accompanied by a few shimmies after, and Spring-Robin was standing fully nude before Chrom. His jaw dropped lower and lower the more he studied her motherly figure. No longer supported by her dress, Spring-Robin's breasts hung down towards her stomach, which bore the same stretch-marks, the rounded bottoms of her bust hovering right above her belly button. She was a bit chubbier than the Robin he was familiar with, but all of the extra baby-weight went to all of the

right

places as far as Chrom was concerned.

As Chrom has noticed before even while Spring-Robin was still

clothed

, her hips had an incredible width to them. They stuck out from the sides of her waist to give her figure and enticing set of curves, the natural, jiggling thickness of her thighs

complimenting

her pronounced voluptuousness; and like Chrom had witnessed when he

initially

laid eyes on her, Spring-Robin's ass cheeks were visible even while she was facing him. Though he couldn't see

all

of her enormous backside, the

hint

of them he was allowed vision of let him know that if he were ever to stick his head between those plush mounds, it would certainly vanish from sight.

"Lay down for me, dear," Spring-Robin purred, sauntering over to Chrom, her hands on her baby-bearing hips, "and let your

strategist

do all of the work."

Gulping, Chrom nodded and did as he was told - though

obeying

orders from another felt strange to him. Spring-Robin carefully climbed onto the bed, her bare feet planted firmly on either side of his muscled thighs, and once more grasped his pillar of virility in her slim fingers. She took a moment to nod at Summer and Winter Robin, who, upon understanding the silent command, stretched their bodies across Chrom, holding him down for their leader. Taking a moment to work out the angle needed, Spring-Robin pointed his massive cock towards herself, lowering it enough so that it was lined up with her white-haired, dripping

groin

.

Almost like she was

directing

Chrom straight to her sex, the young warrior looked from around the other two Robins to get an eyeful of the

place

he'd be losing his virginity - even if it wasn't with

this

Robin. Spring-Robin, as expected, did not possess the virginal slit that he had

assumed

he'd have his first time with - it was quite the opposite. Her labia were a sanguine-hue, both from maturity and arousal, her lower-lips hanging against her thighs, ready to

swallow

his cock whole. Moisture shimmered across her pussy and even from across the bed Chrom could make out the shape of her clitoris, erect and throbbing, mirroring her nipples, along with a tuft of white hair resting above it; seeing a woman's most private of parts in the living flesh for the first time sent a

tremor

of lust down the Prince's spine.

Spring-Robin noticed his ogling.

"Mmm, you're gonna be back home soon, Chrom," she spoke in a deep, throaty voice, rubbing his glans over her mound, "back

inside

of me. I know this is your first time, but I can tell you that after we win the war, you'll be spending more time

here

than anywhere else. I'm sure the other Robins can attest to as much!"

"You're

insatiable

, you know that?" Summer-Robin asked the Prince rhetorically, licking her lips, "We almost didn't make it to the beach because you wouldn't stop touching me."

"Same for me," Winter-Robin agreed, kissing at Chrom's neck, "I'm pretty sure you were about to drag me behind a building at the festival and take me right

there

before I was summoned."

"I was surprised you didn't come barging into my room before the wedding," Bridal-Robin spoke up, though she was still ogling her almost-husband's groaning

sack

, "and honestly a part of me

wished

you had!"

"Ha, you should see how he gets when he sees me in this outfit!" Dancer-Robin giggled, though she was doing the same thing as the Robin next to her, "If I don't take it off before he sees me in it then it gets

ruined

- not that I mind, of course!"

"Oh he already has pounced on me

several

times in this costume!" Halloween-Robin joined, having quietly moved to the edge of the bed without anyone noticing, "It's a wonder it's still in one piece!"

The only people that

didn't

join in the sharing of similar experiences were Shy-Robin and Grima, both of whom had never felt the might of Chrom's libido.

"See Chrom? We

all

are in love - and in

lust

- with you as much as you are with us."

He nodded in understanding, his own desire for his strategist clear across every aspect of his being.

"But before we go any further, I'm gonna do

another

of your favorites, with a little help from the other Robins, of course!"

Releasing Chrom's cock and hefting her tits up in her hands,

grunting

from their fatty weight, Spring-Robin bent forward and

wrapped

them around the top of the Prince's member; Chrom immediately let out a throaty

moan

as his cockhead was enveloped by the warm, sticky embrace of the biggest pair of breasts in the room - the biggest pair he'd ever

conceptualized

. Shimmying them up and down the amount of Chrom's length in her bust's reach, Spring-Robin moaned as well at the feeling of his burning-hot rod against her flesh. A healthy spurt of sperm spritzed from his tip, shooting several inches into the air before

splattering

against the top of Spring-Robin's chest.

Slowly, Spring-Robin lowered her body, sliding her cleavage down Chrom's colossus the entire act; even her own incredible endowment wasn't able to meet around Chrom's ridiculous diameter, the top of his shaft peering out from around the pliable globes. She'd dropped into a full crouch before too long, putting her at about the halfway point of the Prince's slick enormity, and then she went even

further

. By the time that Spring-Robin and her huge tits reached the base of her future-husband's mighty weapon, she was splayed out between his legs, her feet now planted on the floor next to his.

Her grip on her own breasts grew firmer as she started to

really

caress his shaft with the insides of her tits, the meaty mounds

slapping

down onto his crotch and thighs with a wet

plap

with each completed repetition. As she juggled her cleavage up and down Chrom's cock, she stretched her neck out to

lap

at the Prince's member, drinking in the fluids they'd both left behind on it, while adding even

more

to its veiny corpulence; she was practically

smashing

her face into the underside of his shaft,

mewling

each time she felt his urethra distend with another mouthful of precum that trudged up its expanse.

Chrom couldn't do much else but moan, once again, as he was treated to the most pleasurable experience of his young life. His hips bucked into the air, his groin bouncing off of the bottom of Spring-Robin's breasts, his body automatically trying to draw as much ecstasy from the act as it could; his balls

would

have bounced as well if not for Bridal and Dancer Robin resuming their own ministrations of the gravid orbs, the pair holding them tightly as they licked and nursed on the wrinkled, taut flesh in their grasps. If this is what his future held, Chrom couldn't

wait

to get back to Ylisstol!

Spring-Robin momentarily pulled her face away from the Prince's urethra.

"There's

a lot

more room for you all to help me out with!" She called out to the other Robins, "So come join me!"

There was a flurry of movement.

"I've been waiting for this!" Summer-Robin exclaimed happily, ripping off her purple bikini top to free her tanned breasts, "I just

love

doing this for my Chrom!"

"Me too!" Winter-Robin didn't bother to remove her shirt, fishing out her own tits and letting them hang over the neckline of her top instead, "I don't have as much experience as the rest of you, but I'm gonna do my best!"

Halloween-Robin crawled onto the bed as well, doing the same that Winter-Robin had with her chest.

"A perfect time for me to join in! Though I don't think that all of us together will be enough!"

"No, I don't think so either," Spring-Robin agreed, watching as the other Robins piled their breasts on top of her own and each others, "but it's a good start!"

The bed suddenly became

much

more crowded as the four Robins maneuvered around and across one another, all of the white-haired women trying to find space to fit themselves in. Chrom didn't mind this at all though, his view now

filled

with wiggling, writhing bodies, the warrior-Prince lifting himself up on his elbows to get a better vantage of the action; he could just

barely

see the pile of Robin-tits heaped upon his ceiling-aimed cock, Summer-Robin's bubbly behind

right

in his face. He could still

feel

everything, however, and he grunted as the eight different breasts hugged his member.

Like they were in perfect sync with each other - which made sense, considering they were all

Robin

- the four Robin's lifted and dropped their plush pillows against his third-leg at the same time, making it feel to Chrom as though he was being titfucked with just one

giant

pair of breasts! His precum production immediately increased, his cock

fountaining

its goopy brew into the air and all over himself and the Robins. The pearlescent paste rained down onto the bed's occupants, forcing more moans from his strategists, the liquid-warmth only

encouraging

their pleasing of the Prince.

In addition to the four pairs of breasts now smothering his gargantuan pillar, there were now four

tongues

licking at every inch of it - tongues

and

lips! Summer, Winter, Halloween, and Spring Robin were all kissing and moistening the skin across Chrom's thrusting member, coating the pulsing veins that laced it in their saliva; their differing-sized-busts would then

spread

this extra lubrication around, which in turn just made their titty-jostling speed up more and more! An entire

orchestra

of lurid, wet noises echoed through the room, along with needy, loud

pants

that emanated from both Chrom and the Robins.

Gods, Chrom could even feel

nipples

being ground into his shaft! While he couldn't tell

whose

nipples they were, there was no question that the Robins that could were using their hard tit-toppers to add to their Prince's rapture, almost like they were making up for the fact that they couldn't stroke him with their preoccupied hands! The carnal, sticky mess grew as his arousal raged, his cock pumping out sperm like he was in the midst of an

actual

orgasm, the Robins' bodies, faces, and unique outfits becoming more and more stained with the young warrior's off-white secretions.

The bed shifted once more as

another

Robin joined the fray.

"Don't mind me, Robins," Dancer-Robin giggled as she stuffed herself between Spring and Winter Robin, but continued to stand up, "I'll be helping out up

here

, while Bridal-Robin takes over managing Chrom's, um

balls

."

She giggled again.

"

Good

!" Spring-Robin moaned between

slurps

of the Prince's cock, "We need all the help we can get!"

Taking hold of Chrom's cock to balance herself, Dancer-Robin did as Spring-Robin had and bent over, letting her breasts - in their barely constrained bra and supporting purple fabric - rest against the underside of his shaft. Lowering her head, she nuzzled her cheek against the Prince's cockhead, sighing like she had just been reunited with a long-lost lover, her nostrils

flaring

to inhale Chrom's heady scent. Dragging her face across its throbbing giganticness, Dancer-Robin lined up the very

tip

of it with her thin lips and gave it a smooch, precum immediately gushing against her mouth.

Clearly as well-practiced as many of her counterparts were, Dancer-Robin moved her head up and down in time with Chrom's ravenous

thrusts

, doing her best not to be

flung

off of the Prince's mammoth. She sucked on his piss-slit, darting her tongue into his spacious cavern and swirling it around his hot insides like she was trying to drink its virility straight from the

source

; Dancer-Robin's cheeks bulged again and again as her mouth was filled with precum, her throat swallowing rapidly to keep up with her future-husband's output. Just as much of the off-white fluid dribbled from her lips as it settled in her stomach.

Losing himself to pleasure, Chrom jerked wildly under the five women worshiping him. It was quickly becoming too

much

! Their soft breasts, their wet mouths, Bridal-Robin yanking and sucking on his cum factories - the Prince didn't know how much more he could take! So lost in lust he had become, he even found himself

clapping

his hands onto Summer-Robin's backside, which drew an excited

yelp

from the tanned-strategist; she immediately wiggled her cheeks back and forth in his palms, enticing him to play with her further. He squeezed and groped her pert rear,

lunging

at the rest of the Robins with his cock all the while, his body pulled in different directions by what it desired the

most

.

There was one thing that his brain and body

could

agree on though: he was getting close. He was getting close to an orgasm, his

first

with another person. And it was with Robin! Well, more like

many

Robins, but that didn't matter! Chrom's balls tightened and pulsated fervently - though they didn't pull up towards his groin,

far

too heavy to ever make that journey. His cock made its own series of

violent

throbs, wobbling back and forth under its own immense heft, only

just

kept upright by the hands, mouths, and tits wrapped around its enormity. Muscles tightening, Chrom's last coherent thought was about whether it was

customary

to warn others before he climaxed or not.

"Can you feel that, Robins?" Spring-Robin grinned, staring up at Chrom's vibrating towering from near its base, "I think he's about to cum!"

As it turned out, he didn't have to!

"Mmm I can feel it down here," Bridal-Robin mumbled between mouthfuls of hairy scrotum-flesh, "he's

definitely

about to orgasm. I can practically taste it

already

!"

"And I can smell it!" Dancer-Robin added, staring down at Chrom from around his massive crown, "You girls know what I mean, right? Whenever he's about to orgasm, that

musk

gets even stronger!"

"I-Is that what it is?" Winter-Robin questioned, her breathing ragged, "I thought I noticed

something

like that, but I wasn't sure."

"Yep!" Halloween-Robin was speaking now, "That's exactly what it is!"

"And it's so

good

!" Summer-Robin joined, "I wish I could just wear it as

perfume

- though it's hard to

not

smell like our Prince here all the time!"

All of the Robins could agree with that!

"Enough talking, girls," Spring-Robin said firmly, returning her attention to Chrom's cock, "we need to make sure the first orgasm we give this Chrom is the best he could ever have!"

There was no question in Chrom's mind about

that

.

The Robins resumed their ministrations of Chrom and his royal scepter, their vigor

renewed

by the knowledge that he would cum soon. Each of them went into overdrive, putting everything they had into making the Prince's experience as unforgettable as possible, their movements transforming into a cacophony of sodden

slaps

as they bashed their tits together, the sound of their panted slurps-and-laps giving the obscene music its own

sloppy

chorus, Chrom's moans acting as the conductor directing the sexual symphony. And the climax of this piece was on the very verge of coming to fruition!

Chrom certainly

attempted

to gasp something as mind-numbing amounts of pleasure washed over him. He grunted Robin's name, along with stuttered 'almost' and 'cumming' over and over again, his eyelids clamped shut and his teeth clenched tightly together; fingers bunching the bed sheets between them, and his toes curling against the carpet next to Bridal-Robin, Chrom's body felt like it was on

fire

. His muscles burned and strained against his skin, and Chrom felt that if he didn't orgasm at that very

second

, his entire being would burst apart at the seams.

Luckily, he wouldn't have to wait any longer.

"Here it comes!" Spring-Robin warned

for

him, her voice

dripping

with excitement, "You all know what to expect!"

Before any of the other Robins could make their own comments, Chrom's climax commenced.

A single

tremble

ran through the Prince's figure. His moans reached a fever-pitch and his testicles gave their own distinct

rumble

as they unloaded their slimy concoction; each of the Robins around him watched as his cum-tube

bloated

with ball brew, tracing its path with their reverent eyes as a spheroid of semen shot up his rod. Dancer-Robin felt his urethra

yawn

open so wide that she could have fit her entire

mouth

into his slit. All of the Robins paused their titfucking and licking to stare in awe as their destined-partner orgasmed.