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
