Thought returned in slow waves. Mia became aware of several hands on her body, along with the touch of wet sponges and the smell of soap. Sudsy water slipped across her form, down her every muscle, and into every crevice. She cooed when it washed over her asshole, then her heavy balls. The hands moved to her phalli, reaching deep into her sheaths to wash everything they could.
"Why can't we just fuck her?" Someone asked.
"Because she's sleeping idiot. It's basically rape." Another voice spoke.
"Yeah, but... you really think she'd mind? She's still leaking pre-cum, isn't she."
"Let's just wash her up first. It'll probably turn her on even more anyway."
Mia sniffed the air. The soap, a potent citrus aroma, clouded her natural musk but couldn't cover it. Once it wasn't applied, the smell would vanish, replaced by the stench of centaur dick-meat. Through the odours, cum wafted through. She licked her lips and tasted it on them, or was the reek just that strong.
"Think she'll be surprised?" The two were speaking again. One had a subtle timbre to her voice, shy perhaps.
"Oh, definitely," the other was confident, husky with lust. Both were laced with it, and if she listened closely, the shy one panted every few seconds.
"Sis, you've got some drool on your chin," the confident one said.
"Oh, thanks." Mia could almost hear the blush, "So, uh, weird thought..."
"Go on."
"I had my arm in her butt, like past the elbow. Do you think, maybe, it could fit me inside?"
"Jesus, Ashleigh! That's disgusting... but I kinda like it." Mia did too. Her cocks lurched in their sheaths and shoved the cleaning hands out. Soap water was cleared away by oceans of pre-cum. The centaur poked around with her hooves, making sure she wouldn't step on anyone, and stood. Her pink hair clung to her face from the water, so she tossed her head and cleared the view. In front of her stood two gorgeous, dark-skinned girls.
And behind them was the remains of a trampoline, atop which Rhona's still massive form rested. Her pussy had already recovered, leaking a slow stream of semen. Mia's cocks all twitched at the sight, jetting pre-cum all over the two before her. They giggled and wiped the viscous gunk from their eyes, before licking it up. Mia watched them, unable to resist such a display as the sisters descended into a debauched kiss, swapping spit and pre like insatiable lovers. Their hands wandered to each others luscious curves.
"She's watching," one whispered. Ashleigh, Mia assumed. She shot fervent glances to the centaur, even as her ass was mauled by her sister's hands, each finger sinking easily into the mounds of fat. Opposite her, Jasmine dominated with her breasts. They looked twice the size of Ashleigh's, but appearance could be deceiving. Mia wondered how they'd fare in her own huge hands.
"Let her. Once she's all good and hard, we'll let her join in," Jasmine said, clearly the more cocky of the twins. She shoved her blonde fringe aside and kissed Ashleigh again, grabbing fistfuls of neon blue hair. Their bodies slid against each other. Ropes of pre-cum hung between their lips as they came up for air, or bridged their bodies. Both ground their groins into the other, pussies thick and soaking. They only stopped when Mia's cocks bumped in them.
"How do we do this?" Ashleigh panted.
"One each. Mia can decide what to do with the other."
"What?" Mia asked, frowning at them. Then she looked past her expanded tits and counted her cocks. They stretched far beyond her legs now, making it easy to look and count. One, two... three. It must've grown while she was passed out. The last time she grew a cock it had been a strange, blissful experience. She almost regretting not experiencing it, but shock too precedence.
Like the other two, it was enormous. All three had large bumps across their shapes as well, some longer than others, that gave them an even more unusual appearance. The heads, still lightly tapered and huge, gushed with pre. She recalled having her butt fisted and, aside from the surge in hardness of her new trio of dicks, how there was two sources of pleasure. Were there three now? She strained to look at her backside, but couldn't bend far enough. Four balls at two cocks. With three then...
She was distracted by the touch of twin hands on two members. Mia returned her gaze to them, both girls now marvelling at the sight. Veins crawled across her shafts, more sprouting with every thump of her heart.
"I thought we washed them. They still smell so..." Ashleigh couldn't finish. She tried finding the right word, but failed. A mixture of lust and Mia's musk clouding her mind.
"These are real cocks," Jasmine said, her voice like a religious zealot worshipping their god, "Remember Tony?"
"Yeah," Ashleigh shivered, "That's nothing compared to this. Oh fuck, she smells so good."
"Yes," Jasmine also shook. They both pushed their bodies against the dick, rubbing their puny cunts against it, getting wetter by the second. Each took longer breaths, refusing to exhale until they had to. Ashleigh climbed atop a shaft, grinding her whole body against it. Her sister soon followed suite. Juices flowed down the cocks, thicker and greater until both twins seized up in unison.
Mia panted from above. Despite just waking up after fucking Rhona into a coma, and emptying her balls in the process, she was ready to fuck again. Could anyone blame her. Two girls were astride her dicks, cumming on them no less, and she still had one that wasn't being tended to. She opened her mouth, ready to tell them to start sucking her off, when a car pulled into the driveway next door. The same house that she'd taken the trampoline from.
The centaur didn't stay to deal with the repercussions. Any other situation and she would have, but every other thought demanded that she fuck first, growing louder by the syllable.
"Hold on tight," Mia said. The two girls mumbled something and crushed their luscious bodies into her steely cocks. She set off in a gait, waving at the woman climbing from her car, who gawked at the towering centaur. No cars were on the road, so she changed to a gallop. Soft moans punctuated every crash of her hooves on the asphalt. She turned down another road, heading for a nearby field. A minivan stopped in her path. Mia didn't think to wait, compelled by her lust to keep going. Her trio of cocks thudded against the metal and smeared it in pre-cum.
She glanced back when it was clear of her balls, which cracked the windscreen. The owners had climbed out and were staring at her, not in anger for the moment, just awe. Because of course they would. Their car was just crushed by a group of giant cocks, two of which carried girls, and a sextet of testicles.
More cars got in her path, but were short enough to avoid the worst of it. One stopped too soon, when Ashleigh and Jasmine came atop her cocks, triggering her own explosion of pre, leaving it dripping with her excess. Unfortunately, as her arousal burgeoned, her assets also swelled. The average car became dented with the shape of her balls, any SUV was a lost cause. She almost pitied those with sunroofs, as her slimy ejaculate flooded the insides.
She finally saw the field. Given the hour, most kids were in schools and dog walkers were long gone. Not that it would sway her decision. If anything, an audience might make it better. Oh, to have people gawking at her while she turned two more girls into condoms for her dicks, then inflated them to the size of beanbags and beyond, would be euphoric. Not to mention the power of her pheromones.
More women. More pleasure. Mia hugged her arms to keep from touching her tits, yet the constant air current was enough to engorge her nipples and steal pleasant whispers from her lips. The girls on her cocks had taken to leaning on her flares, hands stroking across the sensitive flesh, encouraging a thicker flow. One of them, Ashleigh she believed, managed to reach and toy with her urethra.
"Alright, we made it," Mia said once her hooves struck grass. A playground sat to her side and several benches littered the rest of the park. Not another soul in sight. She ignored the disappointment and flexed her monumental trio, launching the girls to the ground. They squealed as more pre splattered them.
"Fuck, this stuff makes you look hot," Jasmine said and clambered atop her sister, grinding their slippery bodies together. Ashleigh reciprocating and even furthered it, massaging her twin's breasts and kissing her. More slime fell upon them, a continuous flow from Mia's ever expanding testes.
"Hmm, tastes so good," Ashleigh groaned. Their hair was matted in the stuff and sunlight glistened off their skin.
"We're forgetting someone," Jasmine said and climbed off to grind against Mia's leg, now taller than the girl, "Fuck, just a little lower and you'd still have your pussy."
"We've got the next best thing," Ashleigh scuttled to Mia's back, where her balls continued to bloat with cum. The short run, while not exhausting, had left a fine coat of sweat on her flesh. One whiff and Ashleigh's knees gave out. She cried out in bliss, then mashed her face into the leathery skin. Folds caught her nose, drowning her in musk.
Mia let her be and picked up Jasmine. Using her other arm, she held her tits together and dropped the plump-titted twin into her cleavage. For a human, Jasmine stood above anyone her age in regards to boobs, just as her twin did with her ass. Here, however, she seemed little more than a doll. She was caught between breasts with nipples the size of her legs, slipping over them from the pre-cum on her body. A full-bodied tit fuck.
Her own cries joined Ashleigh's, then muffled by Mia. Beads of sweat rolled down the squishy mountains, so huge and heady that she crashed into another orgasm.
"Too much," both twins slurred, "It's too much... but... more..."
Mia understood them clear as day. She set Jasmine on the ground, still convulsing in her latest climax, and pushed Ashleigh to her. Both girls recovered and stared up at the centaur that stood nearly three times their height, and dozens times their weight. Just her cocks could crush them. They almost did.
The triplet of phalli hovered over them, held up by Mia's libido and height. Even so, less than a foot separated them. Ashleigh glanced between the three, fingering herself.
"See one you like?" Mia asked.
