Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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Finally, after hours upon hours, Coconut had a chance to catch her breath. Her pussy was vacant, a pink, dank cavernous orifice that clenched and drooled constantly, while Abi strutted into the kitchen in search of a meal. Her choice was a pre-prepared steak that looked almost raw, but she tore into it with glee, cock twitching. The others were elsewhere, only occasionally flitting into her blurred vision. Exhaustion tugged at her consciousness, yet the tingling in her womb kept her awake.
While Abi ate, the cat-girl looked for the others. The fact none were fucking her at that moment was a relief, though she wanted to at least be prepared should they change their minds. Her search was naturally stifled when she saw Lucy, the minotaur that stood above all the others in every respect. She was squatting, a subtle layer of sweat on her dark skin. A single drop formed and followed the striations of her thighs. Make no mistake, it told her, Lucy would fuck her harder than anyone else.
If she survived that long.
Coconut's eyes darted to Abi's approaching cock, figure registering several seconds later, "Good to see you're awake. Better have some breakfast. I churned up some weak little sperms for you that should get through the ring. Well, won't know until we try. Come here!" Abi grabbed her face and angled the lips for her member. Too tired to resist, Coconut's jaw fell open and accepted the impossible girth.
Discomfort forced tears to her eyes, yet her tongue rejoiced at the heady flavour of her pussy and Abi's cock. It pushed into her throat, crushing her uvula, and bulged out through her neck on the way to her stomach. True to her word, Abi had some weakling sperm to deposit, which she did by railing the cat-girl's face. Unstoppable testicles larger than beach balls crushed her tits and sent sparks of depravity down her body.
Though 'weak' Coconut still felt the sperm as they filled her empty gut. When was the last time she ate anything but cum? No, not even cum. Abi only fed her pre-cum before it thickened too much to leak out. At that point, however, she was just happy to be filled... with something digestible! Not just cock.
Her nose mashed into Abi's crotch once more. The musk penetrated her sinuses and suffused all other scents in the room, though none had registered in her brief reprieve. Though futile, Abi still ground the tungsten cock ring into her lips, smearing them in leftover juices.
What brought her there? Coconut only wanted to work for futanari, to better their lives and maybe bed one someday, yet her dreams were warped beyond imagination. Was she working for them? Yes, it couldn't be called anything but hard labour as her tight worked urged Abi into a ferocious rhythm. She had to raise her hands to cushion the balls for fear they'd send her flying. And yes, she had bedded a futa, however it was nothing like she'd hoped.
Three scenarios had lodged in her mind before this happened. One was a meet cute, maybe bumping a cute futa and knocking them down with her huge boobs, thus earning their ire and infatuation, before things came to a head. Another was far more spontaneous, with her alone at a bar, forlorn and alone, only for a futa to come and take her burdens away in a night of passion. The third was ideal, that she would meet one, get to know them, gradually work up the courage to ask them out, date them for a few weeks as their passions built, before finally falling into bed. Marriage wasn't far off in that scenario.
Now she was nothing but a cocksleeve for Abi. Her belly was full of pre and cock, though no more liquid was added, the balls heaving against her hands. She tried squeezing them without success, like they were filled with concrete or iron. Well, they did have plenty of protein. An amused sigh left her nose.
Abi stopped and growled, "Something funny?" Coconut tried shaking her head, but the cock went rigid and held her in place. The demon bared her fangs, wove fingers into the cat-girl's hair, and tensed, showing off muscles Coconut would never have. Even if she worked out after this, the inevitable pregnancy they'd give would ruin her body forever.
Unless she made them all cum in her stomach instead. That was it, her only out! Coconut took a deep breath and braced her body, all while looking into her would-be impregnator's eyes, daring her to go through with it. Abi snarled at her, the cock flexed and a ear-piercing PING rang out.
"Oh, looks like she's about to blow," one of the other futa, Kumano, said.
"About time," another intoned, "Hurry up and bust a nut in her so we can take a turn."
"Well, it was fun, Coco, but now it's time to dump a fat load in your uterus. Birth at least three or four of mine will you?"
Coconut wrapped her arms around the demon's hips when she tried extracting herself. They couldn't. She wouldn't let them knock her up, even if her womb got hot just thinking about it, such an honour was reserved for a beloved. Not some demon that fucked her because of a depraved company's orders.
To that end, she employed every blowjob technique in her arsenal. Her efforts were strained, her tongue pushed flat by the girth inside her, which forced her jaw to open too wide, muscles barely capable of flexing. Still, Coconut put her all into it. She wriggled her tongue against the underside, purposely swallowed and pushed swathes of spit up and out, while sliding to and fro. Sure, she couldn't breathe and pre-cum was starting to run out her nostrils, but she'd succeed.
For the sake of her precious ovum.
"That's cute," Abi said and stopped her moves with a firm squeeze, "Tell you what, I won't breed you today if you get me off with your mouth before you run out of air. Come on." The demon lifted her, rather, the cock did, and carried her over to a couch. Lucy reclined beside them, idly observing the outcome.
Fuck, she was... being that close to her was... Coconut shuddered as she eyed the minotaur's balls, so huge and... and bulging with... sperm? Did they get that big? They had to be the size of...
"Hey! Don't focus on her, otherwise I'm doing more than breeding you."
She didn't want to know what 'more' meant and locked her gaze back to Abi. The demon laid back, hands behind her head, and smirked, waiting for Coconut's attempt at saving her eggs. Eyes clenched shut, the cat-girl pushed on the demon's hips and extricated half her cock, then slammed herself down on it. Spit lubricated the way and her next attempts were smoother, enough for her to reach lower and fondle Abi's scrotum.
Buds the size of grapes pushed against her fingers. Coconut barely noticed herself moaning at the sensation, or that she pressed her body closer, mashing her tits into the heavy spheres. She didn't pull away, intent on giving Abi everything she could want, except the ultimate prize, and massaged the sack with her bust. Each throb in Abi's member ricocheted through Coconut's chest and echoed in her abdomen.
Entire feet of cock vanished and appeared from her gullet. Every vein scraped along her insides, trained her tender throat to accept its insane girth, all while taunting her pussy with what it missed most. Coconut clenched her eyes shut, tried focusing on any thought but the trembling of her snatch. It clenched around thin air, desperate to squeeze a fat, futa phallus.
"Better hurry, your cheeks are turning purple," Abi said.
No, no, no! Coconut summoned all the strength her frayed body could muster and slid her throat along every inch of Abi's mast. Black specks dotted her vision as she worked, forced to use weak legs to rock to and fro. The weaker her consciousness got, the more her pussy took hold. As her vision blurred, her hands abandoned their station and toyed with gaping cunt. It managed to close as her anatomy dictated, but still yawned a full two inches wide.
It felt so empty. Her throat and belly were so full. It didn't seem fair. She needed a dick inside her so bad, her emptiness wasn't simply a cause of dysphoria, but a stabbing need to rectify it. Coconut's eyes rolled as she slid back for the last time.
"Well, looks like you couldn't make it. This ring's getting real fucking tight though," Abi said and stood, grunting as she squatted to sling Coconut's half-conscious body over a shoulder, "Let's get to the pool. They drained it this morning, but I'm sure we can go for a swim soon."
"If not, I can always handle it," Lucy said. Her voice compelled Coconut to look in her direction, noticing those giant hands fondling even larger bulges in her shorts.
"Yeah, I know. God, you fill twenty pools in an afternoon and suddenly you're miss 'fill ya pool'. Coco and I can handle it. Can't we, Coco?"
"..." Coconut barely managed an audible breath, vocal chords coated in spit and pre.
"See? We've got this."
Coconut burst back to consciousness with a raspy inhale in tandem with Abi thrusting back into her pussy. Shameful as it was to admit, even in her private thoughts, she rejoiced at the reunion and came instantly. Direct light confused her for a second as she looked around, then realised she was outside, breathing in the polluted air of the city, yet her nose still sought and found Abi's piercing musk. They were surrounded by walls several feet high, stood atop of a sloping floor. Just as Abi said, they were in the pool.
She couldn't be serious about filling it up. Could she? Those balls were enormous, easily the biggest Coconut had seen on a mammal, and they weighed a literal ton, so the contents were highly condensed, however it seemed impossible to fill this entire pool with semen alone. Abi showed no worry for that as she pounded into the cat over and over.
Soon enough, Coconut was cumming again and forgot her disbelief. It was better to just zone out and let things happen at this point. She'd tried, the taste of cock still thick on her tongue, and failed. Resigned to her fate, she flexed whatever muscles still obeyed her, which seemed to only be her cunt.
"That's it, squeeze me, Coco. Hmm, tighter, gotta cum real fucking hard to break this ring," Abi grunted.
She kept calling her 'Coco'. Most of her friends shortened her name to 'Nut' or 'Nutty'. Maybe that was a blessing in disguise, a way for her to disconnect from this experience. It wasn't happening to the sweet cat-girl from the country, but an unfortunate breeder slut called Coco. How would Coco react to the inevitable breeding headed her way?
