Yet she spoke with perfect clarity, "Once we do this, you'll be ruined for anyone else. I've not slept with another person for months now. I might be a little rough too. Do you want this?" As she spoke, the tip of her tongue teased Kara's lips open, but didn't enter. It waited on a single word.
"Yes!" Kara whispered and squeaked as her mouth was invaded, filled by nothing but a tongue that subjugated her own and slid down her throat. It squeezed her neck, inciting her to swallow Mina's spit. As each drop plummeted into her belly, Kara's cock twitched, spewed pre-cum and her pussy burned for the dick it rested on.
Mina lifted her with all the ease a child picked up a doll, bringing their faces together. The closer she raised Kara, the deeper her tongue went. Flashing a fanged grin, Mina sank her teeth into the noble's shoulder. Thanks to Jules' curiosities over the years, Mina understood all her bodily fluids were aphrodisiacs, but her venom was like gallons of the stuff concentrated into mere drops. Now she injected that straight into Kara's body.
With a quick flash of magic, the punctures closed up without scars. A second later, Kara writhed in the Chimaera's grip, cum spraying from both her sexes. She spread her legs wide on instinct, inviting Mina's cocks. From that angle, only three were visible. These were her 'average' members. Their shapes weren't far removed from a human's, save for the veins that protruded at precise locations and massive bulbs at their base.
It was her sheathed members housed at her rear that she allowed to reflect her nature. But for now, she introduced Kara's pussy to her middle cock, willing it upright so she could place the noble upon it like a crown. Kara looked back at her, cheeks convex around the tongue she now greedily slurped on, and nodded. Despite the cock being almost twice her size, she was so desperate for pleasure it no longer mattered.
Mina grinned and shoved her tongue deeper, pulling herself in until they were merged in an obscene kiss. As Kara reached up to hold Mina's cheek, she pushed her hips up and pulled the human's down. Magic flared and poured into Kara, lifting her limits bit by bit, the Chimaera's cock slipping inside and stretching her beyond human reason. Using a pair of hands, Mina caressed the bulge of her shaft as it redefined Kara's crotch, lower abdomen, and kept climbing to protrude from her clavicle.
Still it kept climbing. Kara's head leaned back, limp as unfathomable pleasures dominated her. At Mina's girth, merely penetrating her pressed on every erogenous zone in the human, its pressure extending beyond her pussy to grind on Kara's prostate. The tip passed her eyes. Mina clenched, the action echoing through her shaft and erupting pre-cum, which deformed the human's flesh further, before it distributed. As more flowed, the obtuse shape rounded out.
An attentive lover, Mina moved the hands from the bulge to Kara's cock. Just a touch set off the noble, who bucked into her hand in a mindless quest for more, tiny white streaks sullying the sheets,. Mina angled her cock slightly, pressing a bulbous vein straight into the bump of Kara's prostate, jettisoning even more semen. It coated Mina's hands, which she brought to her lips. A second tongue snaked out to lick it clean.
"My body is like clay," Mina explained at Kara's wide-eyed gaze, "While I have my true form, I can change it as I wish. It just gets uncomfortable if I do too much." She slipped the new tongue across Kara's chest. It replaced a hand as it coiled around a breast, thinning out at the end to constrict a nipple. Milking undulations ran through the muscle, pumping the whole breast in firm motions. A third took the other tit, while Mina moved her freed hands down to squeeze Kara's waist.
The noble hadn't put on any weight in her travels, which allowed Mina's cock to dominate the space. Magic caused it to protrude slightly forward, sparing her back any damage, however the girth still devoured Kara's natural shape. At a glance from the front, she was just a tube with limbs, hanging from Mina's cock. As she squeezed, Kara realised it too and her whole body convulsed despite the iron pillar stretching it.
Even after her life became nothing but excessive by human standards, Mina was surprised by the deluge of fem-cum Kara squeezed out. It poured down her shaft and splashed the others, which reacted by leaping upright as well, summoned by the frothing fluids. Retracting the tongue from Kara's throat took a while, having pushed several feet down her gullet, Mina tilted her head so their eyes met.
"Are you ready for more? There's really no going back afterwards," Mina warned, though it was more to play. No fear dulled Kara's eyes, her jaw slack, not even troubled by the amount of slop running down her chin. She wanted to hear it, how this former elite of human society wanted to be utterly ruined by a Futa's cocks. Kara glanced away, seeing the other towers throbbing in wait.
"I want more," Kara gargled and opened her mouth wide, tongue reaching out for Mina's once more. It crammed back in, while the Chimaera raised her, holding the other two dicks against the middle, then pulled her down. Even with magic constantly at work, stretching and repairing and pleasuring Kara, squeezing all three inside took time. No more than an inch a second, with almost a hundred more to go.
Once inside, the three angled away from each other. The middle rose straight up like before, while its siblings drifted to the side, grinding along the faint bumps of Kara's ovaries. That's right, Mina thought as the knots slid inside with a resounding POP! After this, Kara would likely fall pregnant. Her untouched members slapped at her belly.
"Oh no," Mina groaned, panting so heavily it whipped up Kara's hair like a storm. A Futa's natural instinct was to fuck and procreate. It was the reason Tiffany had taken such drastic measures when she couldn't fulfil that need. Mina was the culmination of several Futanari, her libido greater than all theirs combined, as were her desires. To worsen it, she'd spent the past months preoccupied with motherhood, only masturbating herself or rarely fucking Jules with a nipple and nothing more. She'd unknowingly denied herself this instinct for so long.
Now, faced with a ripe, willing female to breed, the months of neglect collapsed upon her. Growling softly in Kara's ear, Mina tightened her grip.
"Sorry... there's no stopping this now." With a questioning look from Kara, Mina did as her body craved and yanked the small noble up her trio of cocks until the flared crowns tugged on her folds, before slamming her down. She repeated this over and over, ears at attention for the dense, sloppy sounds made by Kara's squeezing cunt. Juices poured over her shafts and were flung wide as she upped the pace, making a mess of her bed.
Each cycle pushed Mina closer to that blissful edge. She drank in the view of Kara's frame all but vanishing under the multitude of cock bursting up her torso, the taste and scent of sweat and sex as it filled the room, the sensation of her muscles straining around her three shafts and, above all, the pleasure it wrought. Yet she peaked without release.
Mina left two hands to Kara's body, the rest groping herself. Torrents of milk gushed from her many nipples, doused the human and the cocks she was masturbating, allowing a faster rhythm, and vibrated moans through Mina's endless tongues. She lowered her legs to grind the forlorn members into her mattress, a spark of realisation halting her. It wasn't stimulation she lacked, but a sense of rightness.
Her body wouldn't be satisfied with using a fertile womb as a masturbation tool. It wanted to breed, to rut, to fuck this broodmare into an record-breaking pregnancy. Mina pulled the noble off, retracted her tongues, and set her down. For a moment, Kara just twitched in oblivion, still unaware the cocks had been removed. Or that her pussy now gaped so wide it forced her hips apart.
Mina's balls churned as she focused her magic on the walls. The stone turned into rubber at her behest, stretching to her whims from four directions. Inky black ropes coiled around each of Kara's limbs and raised her, suspending the human at Mina's desired level, just high enough for the Chimaera to step over. Cognition returned to Kara.
"Wha... what's happening?" Kara asked, yelping at a breeze through her cavernous pussy, "Oh god, you really ruined me."
"I'm not done," Mina said, folding over to look between her legs at the noble, "Look down."
Kara frowned, but did so, then blinked repeatedly. No matter how many times she did, the same awe remained. Hovering just beneath her, so hot they caused her to sweat faster, were three monstrous cocks in size and form. All three shared a few traits, the nodules bigger than some tree stumps, the spines longer than arms, and dozens of tiers of ribs. Small inconsistencies defined them from one another.
The heads were all unique. The middle was flat, with a divot for the massive cum hole, shaped like an obscene heart. A dense ring separated its top half from the bottom, which took on a more gnarled shape, covered in veins fatter than all the spines on its upper section. To its left was a tapered head, lined by wriggling tendrils, which had a smoother complexion and looked an angry ruby colour mixed with darker veins. On the right, was a true beast.
Fatter than its siblings, its head was a set of fleshy petals closed tight. They unfurled at Kara's attention, revealing a hollow centre, which then burst with several tendrils all shaped like smaller versions of the cock. Likewise, they opened at the ends to let out more, an endless look that went on for eternity. The heat produced distorted her vision, which suddenly rolled as her body shook.
