Vault 62 Ch 03

As promised, chapter 3 is where the debauchery begins! Lots of sex starting here, that will continue 'till the end of the story. Giant cock and lots of cum and all that - plus pregnancy stuff! Anyway, hope this doesn't disappoint. I know a lot of you have been anxious to see this part!

Contains: futa on female, hyper cock and ridiculous body proportions, lots of fucking cum and cum inflation, and pregnancy/hyper pregnancy. Also Fallout and Bethesda references and such, of course.

Tags are for the story as a whole.

Comments and feedback are appreciated!

Happy reading :)

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Flashing the Overseer a smile, Imogene took a step towards her and put her hands on Bridget's shoulders, applying pressure until she dropped to her knees. Now eye level with Imogene's crotch, Bridget immediately

recoiled

away from the futanari's genitalia, a powerful

musk

wafting from it, one potent enough to make the doctor's hairs stand on end; she mused that it must have been from being cooped-up in Imogene's vault-suit all day and from whatever the resident did to keep it

hidden.

She also felt a great

heat

radiating from it, no doubt sourced from all the blood pumping through its many mighty veins.

Now that she was this

close

to it Bridget could really study the specimen that would

potentially

be used to impregnate the entire vault. Imogene's cock looked even

more

ridiculous from this distance, hanging from her groin like a slumbering snake, thicker than the Overseer's wrist

easily

; her balls as well appeared to be

preposterously

gargantuan, each one bigger than a softball, the futa's scrotum stretched towards her knees by the sheer

weight

of the grandiose orbs. Bridget knew that it didn't make anatomical sense, but she couldn't help but feel like the size of Imogene's package somehow hinted at overwhelmingly

virility

!

Though she tried to approach the task at hand from a clinical, detached position, Bridget's hands shook nonetheless as they raised themselves towards Imogene's member. She wrapped one set of fingers around it, marveling that the tips of her digits didn't quite

meet

around the absurd thickness of the futa's shaft, a little less than an inch of circumference separating them; her other hand went to Imogene's sack, cupping the wrinkled expanse of sagging skin, instinctively giving her a medical check-up. It was difficult to tell if anything was wrong with Imogene's testicles considering the inherent

absurdity

of their shape!

Bridget began to make a series of slow, cautious strokes, straightening Imogene's cock as she did; this immediately caused her to shuffle backwards on her knees in order to make

space

for the humongous rod, not stopping until her head tapped against the edge of the desk behind her. With extra room to work with, Bridget added her other hand to the supremely-hung futanari's appendage, discovering that she possessed a length that was

more

than adequate for two sets of fingers - Imogene could've helped her and they

still

wouldn't have covered all of her numerous girthy inches.

She looked up at Imogene.

"Is this... is this alright?" Bridget asked, starting to find her masturbatory-rhythm, "Does it feel good?"

"It feels

amazing

, Dr. Walsh! It's been too long since I've had someone else's hands on my cock!"

Imogene bit her lower lip.

"And um, y-you can suck it too. That would probably get me hard

really

quick!"

"We'll see about that..."

Returning her attention to the more pressing matter, Bridget focused entirely on Imogene's steadily expanding member. It seemed like every time her hands completed a full stroke from base to tip the futa's cock grew just a little bit

more

, extending further in her direction while simultaneously deepening the distance between her fingers. Just how much bigger could Imogene really

get

!? Bridget wasn't sure but she was determined to see this whole, weird turn of events out until its conclusion, never one to quit when faced with a challenge, a large part of the reason she got the position of Vault 62's Overseer in the first place.

Bridget quickly realized that she might not have much of a

choice

when it came to sucking Imogene's cock; this wasn't because she felt

threatened

or anything of the sort, but it was due to the fact that the futa's colossal organ was running out of room to grow! If she didn't take it into her mouth soon it was liable to

bash

into her face or jut past her shoulder, neither of which seemed to be in the best interest of

either

party. So the Overseer did what she had to. Spreading her pink lips, Bridget pushed her neck out

literally

and allowed Imogene's bell-shaped cockhead into her maw.

"O-Oh God, you actually

did

it!" Imogene moaned, her body tensing, "F-Fuck!"

Imogene struggled to keep her eyes from rolling into the back of her head as she watched the Overseer

attempt

to fit her gigantic glans in her mouth. Bridget's lips appeared to be stretched thin

already

and the entirety of Imogene's flared-crown hadn't even made it between them yet! The throbbing corona of her cockhead was currently left unsucked but that didn't bother Imogene in the

slightest

; it was clear that Bridget was doing the best she could, and that was

enough

. She suckled on the end of the futa's member, her tongue timidly poking at its reddening form,

soaking

it in her saliva.

Eventually she

did

manage to get the entire cock-topper into her mouth, Imogene moaning even louder as Bridget sputtered around its immensity, her cheeks utterly

occupied

by the fleshy mass of meat. Imogene resisted the urge to grab the back of Bridget's head and take her scarlet locks in her fingers to

force

her down the rest of her member, her desire to not ruin the good thing she had going winning out. Instead she enjoyed it as much as possible, her monstrous trouser-snake twitching and flexing against the Overseer's teeth, resuming its persistent engorgement as it received the most rapturous form of stimulation it had experienced in

ages

.

Bridget inhaled loudly through her svelte nose as she tried to get a handle on Imogene's immensity. It was so fucking

enormous

! She felt like her lips were going to

split

around the ridiculous diameter of the futa's endowment, and that feeling only grew as Imogene's cock did; it just didn't

stop

swelling in every direction, inadvertently

burrowing

its way deeper into the doctor's mouth. Holding onto Imogene's shaft, Bridget barely had enough of her wits left about her to continue

stroking

it, her brain-power fully charged with not

choking

to death on the venous spear she was attempting to suck!

She bobbed her head on the few inches of shaft and glans she'd managed to consume,

gagging

with each repeated jab at the entrance to her throat. As she shallowly sucked on Imogene's behemoth, she felt it suddenly

lurch

- along with the futa's urethra

swell

against her lips and tongue. Was she climaxing already? It didn't seem likely, considering Imogene's member definitely still had some

give

to it. Maybe it couldn't get as rigid as a normal penis during erection, owing to its abominable size. Bridget wasn't sure, but she certainly

hoped

Imogene wasn't about to orgasm so early!

Instead of a full-blown climax, Bridget was treated to a thick dollop of

precum

splashing onto her cock-flattened tongue, a droplet voluminous enough to cover her mouth muscle from peak to root. To Bridget's growing amazement that single bit of spillage both felt and

tasted

incredibly potent, like Imogene's cock had accidentally released

actual

semen prematurely; she could immediately tell that even the futa's pre-ejaculate was

packed

with sperm, the fluid practically

swimming

with healthy swimmers. Could someone really be

this

fertile!? Bridget gulped it down, finding the flavor of Imogene's ball brew unique, but kind of...

good

?

Another spurt of sperm swiftly followed.

Imogene took a step backwards as Bridget blew her massive member

and

drank down her pre, understanding something that the Overseer didn't: she was going to need

a lot

more unobstructed room to grow to her true size! Bridget scarcely noticed that the futa had moved away from her, feeling more and more

entranced

by her monstrous endowment with every passing moment, putting her all into pleasuring and

awakening

the fleshy beast. Angled awkwardly, Imogene was now positioned at the edge of the desk, nearly

double

the distance she'd started at.

She watched her member repeatedly engorge between Bridget's lips, the veins lacing her shaft working

overtime

to pump blood into its immensity; at the same time, Imogene's balls were

also

expanding, swelling with an untold-volume of sperm, seemingly erecting

themselves

along with her cock, keeping pace. Imogene couldn't really see them around the gargantuan width of her shaft, but her cum-factories rumbled as they fattened, sinking lower and lower down her legs, forcing her to spread them. And this was only the

beginning

!

Bridget didn't know how much

longer

she was going to be able to suck Imogene's log of cock-meat! Her jaw was nearly as stretched as it could be without

snapping

, her chin touching her neck, her upper-lip folded against her nostrils, the doctor's whole

face

distorted by Imogene's dick's fattening girth; she could also no longer stop the glans from puncturing her throat, her head having nowhere to go, pinned to the desk as it was. This meant that she was involuntarily

swallowing

a section of pulsating pipe regardless if she wanted to, her neck imprinted with the silhouette of Imogene's cockhead. She didn't know if there was a way to put a stop to this without Imogene aiding her!

Luckily for the Overseer, her hyper-hung resident was of a similar mind.

"I think you're at your limit," she grunted, taking hold of the base of her cock and moving away from Bridget, "at least it was nice while it lasted!"

As Imogene

wrenched

her dick from Bridget's mouth and gullet, the Overseer's eyes crossed, staring down the

cannon

of cock stretching out in front of her. It never

ended

! Imogene practically had to move to the other end of the

desk

just to free her member fully, standing

more

than a couple of feet away from Bridget; her cockhead also had to be

tugged

from the red-head's snagged-lips, a spray of spittle following it out. Bridget gasped and grabbed at her throat, coughing up precum and saliva as she attempted to catch her breath.

Imogene walked forward once more, lifting her cock into the air as she did, her hands picking up where Bridget's had left off. Her member

towered

over the redhead, casting a long, terrible shadow over her kneeled figure; it was only when Bridget was suddenly swallowed by darkness did she look up, her eyes gaping to a head-popping-width. How...

how

could anyone

be

so well-endowed!? Before she managed to finish viewing the tremendous member, her face was suddenly

smothered

by Imogene's sack, the fleshy folds nearly enveloping her entire

head

.

"D-Do this for me and I'll finish getting hard!" Imogene announced, bucking her balls against the Overseer's features, "It'll happen soon, I promise."

She still wasn't

erect

yet!?

Raising her hands, Bridget grasped at Imogene's testicles to push them away from her, only

now

discovering that they had swollen by a large degree since she'd last seen them. Only inches away from the stupendous sperm-stuffed-spheres, Dr. Walsh couldn't help but

gawk

at them, stunned by their growth; they had practically

tripled

in size, now reminiscent of the watermelons being grown in the vault's hydroponic-lab. And from the weight of Imogene's shaft on the top of her head, it felt like it had engorged to a

similar

level!

Doing what had to be done - at least if Imogene was to be believed - Bridget took hold of one of the ginormous globes and brought it to her face, its weight and shape similar to carrying a

bowling ball

. Less practiced at this particular lurid act, she extended her tongue and timidly lapped at the lightly-haired, wrinkled surface of Imogene's scrotum, coaxing loud moans from the futa once more; she also used her fingers to perform something akin to a

massage

on the corpulent sphere in her palms, rubbing her digits into its grotesque gravidity.

Stroking herself fervently, Imogene groaned from Bridget's efforts. Head thrown back and her eyes closed, the blonde futa relished in all the stimulation she was receiving, her hips jerking against the doctor's face, her arms flying up and down as much of her endless shaft as it could, a multitude of inches extending out of her reach, that number only

growing

as her endowment erected. She scarcely paid any attention to her appendage's expansion, the raging euphoria coursing through her taking precedence.

They could both

hear

the effects of Imogene's continuously flaring arousal. It sounded to Bridget like the futa's cock was

creaking

as it engorged, like it was swelling more than it was ever meant to, her pale dick-skin utterly

taut

against her enormity. There was also the noisy

gurgling

emanating from Imogene's bulbous balls, their ferocious

churning

of cum audible - a churning that only enlarged them further. Already they'd begun

dwarfing

Bridget's head in size, comparable now to her tits in relative volume - and their fattening wasn't

pausing

either!

Bridget was doing her damndest to suck on whatever portion of sagging sack or rumbling testicle that was in her reach, her brain fogged over by lust - a lust derived from the intense

miasma

steaming from Imogene's scrotum. Even more powerful than when she was giving the futa a blowjob, the aroma was practically

seeping

into the Overseer's pores, clogging her nostrils and making her eyes water; there was something

intoxicating

about the scent, and only Bridget's strong desire to maintain some amount of decorum stopped her from sniffing it like a wanton whore. Instead, she spit-shined Imogene's sperm-sack, her fat thighs grinding together in an attempt to calm her own arousal.

Reluctantly Imogene moved away from Bridget, the Overseer's lips popping off of the futa's potency pouch with a

pop

.

"There we go," she panted, positioning herself so her cock was fully in view of the redhead, "I'm hard now. Y-You did great, Dr. Walsh. I can't believe you're so

skilled

at this kind of thing."

"Thanks, I guess," Bridget brushed her hand against her forehead, cleaning it of the sweat that accumulated from being buried in Imogene's balls, "At least we can finally get... g-get... Oh my

God

!"

Bridget's jaw dropped as she witnessed Imogene's ultimate

might

.

Craning her head backwards as far as she was capable, her spine bent like she was about to waddle under a limbo stick just to catch a glimpse of where Imogene's cock

ended

. She gasped when she finally locked eyes with it. This... this shouldn't have been

possible

! Imogene's endowment had

tripled

in length - no, it'd grown

more

than that! Bridget tried to mentally calculate the measurements of the member that extended out numerous

feet

from where it began, her mind reeling as the number climbed higher and higher. Even if she was off by a half a foot, that still meant the futa's cock was more than two-thirds of her full, head-to-toe

height

!

She initially studied Imogene's glans, unable to rip her eyes from its magnificence. It had engorged with such an insane quantity of blood that the color of it was currently a deep

crimson

, and like her length, the futa's member had

thickened

significantly as well, the human-head-sized-cockhead about even in girth with the shaft it topped.

Thank God

Imogene had stopped the blowjob when she did - Bridget's face really

would

have split in half if she hadn't! Imogene's immense crown constantly

belched

precum, each sloppy cascade of the pearlescent cream voluminous enough to fill a

beer mug

; a pile of the heaping slime had formed out of sight

behind

Bridget's desk, every release met by a raucous

splattering

sound.

Following the monolithic member down its shaft, Bridget's eyes bulged so extremely it made her look like a

fly

. The next quality of the literal

monster

jutting out over her that she noticed was its

urethra

; it appeared so enormous, so ridiculously

spacious

, that the Overseer could've stuffed

both

of her arms into it with room to spare. And that wasn't

mentioning

the full, unbridled girth of the rest of Imogene's cock! To put it simply, its thickness was plainly

ludicrous

, comparable to one of the redhead's own

thighs

in width and just as round. She was supposed to take this

beast

inside of herself!?

Every

other

aspect of Imogene's appendage appeared just as uniformly grotesque,

breathtaking

in its grandeur. Veins as large as Bridget's fists laced its endless inches - at least the ones that she could

see

from underneath it - throbbing with such violence it was like the hyper-hung futanari had dozens of extra hearts located inside her shaft. Her cum-tunnel swelled repeatedly with every new hosing of she-pre, distending like it was trying to excrete a

brick

. Bridget eventually righted her head and made it to the base of Imogene's monstrous organ, which occupied every millimeter of space in her groin, stretching from thigh to thigh.

Visage no longer enveloped by its wrinkled folds, Bridget was afforded an unobstructed view of Imogene's drool-dripping balls. Though she'd

felt

their ridiculous expansion while she was fondling and licking them, Dr. Walsh hadn't actually

seen

how immense they'd grown, and now that she

could

her heart skipped a beat. Previously, Imogene's testicles sagged around her knees, but currently they were closer to her

ankles

, weighed down by the trembling spheroids that were even more corpulent than her

cock

; indeed, the futa's sack and its contents appeared

wider

than Bridget's own torso, Imogene's legs utterly

obscured

from the front, her globes rounding out past her

hips

.

Basically, Bridget didn't know

what

to think when presented with something so glorious yet

horrifying

.

"Alright, how should we do this...?" Imogene thought aloud, completely ignorant to Bridget's brain-boggled state, "Maybe if you laid on the desk that would be best!"

She didn't receive a response.

"Hello? Um, Dr. Walsh? You still down there?"

Imogene couldn't actually

see

the Overseer from around her colossus.

"How...?" Was all Dr. Walsh managed to utter at first, her words catching in her throat, "How do you expect me to have sex with something so... so

massive

!? It's impossible! This whole thing can't work! There's no possible way you can directly impregnate

anyone

with that!"

"What are you talking about?" Imogene

heaved

her cock to the side so that she could actually look at Bridget, "I've had sex before with my dick - I'm not a virgin or anything. I mean, I know I'm pretty

big

, but that hasn't ever been a problem."