Previously on Centaurus: The band successfully fill the dragoness to an incredible degree, making her vastness cover most of Rina's estate much to Rina's horror and despite the efforts of the Size Queen Tea Club to interfere. The band snatch the opportunity to escape Bine and Lady Alexandria's clutches, leaving the city at last atop the good ship Flora.
Now, Chapter 47:
Fey held onto Flora for dear life as the ocean of trees racing past below them came closer and closer, the gnome rapidly losing control, the sound of treetops snapping and cracking below filling the air as they hit against the bottom of Flora's belly and Ellaria cried out her command.
"Hooold!"
The elf then reached over and slapped the sleepy Flora on the ass cheek.
With a gasp of surprise the gnome arrested their flight forward and dropped them down to the ground, The gnome girl's vastness landing with a ground shaking Boom, crushing dozens of trees to splinters beneath herself.
A second after she landed came similar booms as Vivi and Lily crashed down beside her, triplets in pregnancy with Flora as the largest.
Fey held tight to Flora's ankle as her great pregnancy sloshed and rippled with the impact, the back and forth motion seeming to go on forever as Fey struggled to keep herself from tumbling out of control.
But at last Flora's body came to a stop and the non stop muffled clack-clack of the many eggs from within slowed and then stilled.
"I'm sooo furking tired," groaned Flora, flopping across her belly and burying her face in her cleavage.
"Yes, well, you did hold down an entire dragoness in her true form for an extended period of time. I imagine you would be magically exhausted and suffering from severe mana backlash once again even with your growth in magical power," said Ellaria, who had been using Flora's breasts to keep her balance.
Flora didn't reply but a muffled groan of agreement came from her buried head.
Ellaria flopped down herself after a moment and glanced over at Fey who was somehow tangled in her own limbs. The centaur struggled valiantly before rolling over onto her front and managing to sit up. She then wiped stray locks of hair out of her face, doing her best to re-style it into something attractive.
She looked up to find Ellaria staring at her while biting her lip.
"Y-yes?"
"Mmm? O-Oh it's nothing..." the elf looked away, a faint pinkness to her cheeks.
Fey suddenly recalled that her relationship with the elf had recently been taken to a new level, they had been... very intimate. It might not have been the true breeding that Ellaria desired but it was still a life changing experience for Fey, she felt, well, her heart felt weirdly light.
Flashes of memory crossed her mind, a rumpled dress, perfect skin beaded with sweat, soft breathy moans, the elf's perfect pussy greedily pulling her deeper-
A huge spray of precum exploded from the tip of her rigid cock and sent clear fluid shooting a dozen metres across the smooth dome dome of Flora's belly and leaving a long wet mark behind.
Maybe it was a good idea to avoid thinking about what happened too much.
Suffice to say that there were new fresh green shoots amongst the growing blooming feelings between herself and her captain. They had passed well beyond being just captain and bandmate into something else, something wild, something untamed, something that Fey felt she couldn't predict, just how far would they go? It made her hearts race.
Ellaria lifted her head from where she had flopped down and looked over the mess Fey had created over Flora's belly.
"Thinking about what happened between us by any chance?"
Fey nodded meekly "Y-yeah. It was... something special."
"Special... but shared with many others. It's not what I dream about Fey. But I don't mind waiting a little..."
"Waiting for what?"
"For more of you. I've changed my mind about having guys touch you. Everytime I see some male near you I have to fight down the urge not to grab him and thrust him against you to have you absorb him, making your body grow bigger, taller, larger, more of you Fey, and more of..." She glanced down at the centaur's cock, peeking out from where it was angled to the side under her barrel.
"Uhm, b-but that's probably not a good thing right! I don't want to make guys into, uhm, cute tiny versions? and if I get bigger I'll be- I'll be even bigger than a cart horse! That's not very lady like! I'm so big now I was even able to look down on Kevin and he's a male centaur!"
"Kevin? someone you met?"
"...I don't want to talk about it. Ever." muttered Fey darkly.
"But I want you bigger Fey, so you can properly dominate me, forget what other centaurs think about you, if they have a problem with it you'll be so big and strong you can pick them up and simply throw them over the horizon."
Fey wasn't really sure how the elf imagined that she couldn't absolutely dominate in her current size, apparently the elf was having some pretty interesting dreams to think Fey still wasn't big enough for her.
She lifted a hand and vaguely waved it about. The gold bracelet was still on her wrist and the few remaining chain links attached to it jangled.
"Well the strength part might be a problem. There was this other elf with Kevin and her servants attached these to me. I'm way way weaker wearing them Ella..."
Ellaria blinked and then shuffled over, peering at the golden cuffs, then down at the similar manacles on her horse ankles. The remains of broken chains dangled from their linkages.
"I did wonder why you were getting so easily bounced around as we landed. This is elven workmanship. It suppresses a prisoner's strength to the point that they are as weak as a babe and barely able to stand. We elves used them in the old empire to control populations by keeping their loved ones as hostages. They were supposed to have all been destroyed after the empire fell."
It was easy to forget sometimes that Ellaria came from a species that, similar to dragons, had commanded insane amounts of political and military power and ruled unimaginably vast territories.
Then again with Ellaria's style of strict leadership maybe it wasn't that hard to forget.
"If they are of elven make, does that mean you can remove them? I tried breaking them like the chains but they seem much stronger."
"No, I cannot, and to be honest it's a miracle you are still able to move at all, you are somehow beyond the limits of what they were designed to contain. We will have to see about finding an elven blacksmith who knows how to remove them once we reach draconica."
Fey fidgeted with her blouse.
"Uh, about that, do we have to go to that place? My only experience with dragons is... not good. I can't help but think that this will be insanely and unbelievably dangerous Ella, we barely just dealt with one single dragoness, if more than one comes for me it's over."
Ellaria placed a comforting hand on the centaur's fidgeting arm.
"Listen, Alexandria had one thing right, it's a guarantee of finding out if there's any danger from what's happening to you. But don't worry, not all dragons are so... militaristic... Although admittedly they are still greedy, however they won't know what Alexandria knows about you and even if they did the male dragons will have zero interest in you. We will simply find the oldest dustiest male dragon soulomancer in the city and have them examine you. We won't interact with or go near any other dragon, I promise."
Fey made a face but then sighed. "Fine, I guess."
Ellaria gave her a very reassuring smile, which was also a very attractive one and she felt her cock twitch. She realised after a moment that Ellaria was still holding her arm and bit her lip.
The last rays of the setting sun illuminated them as Ellaria began to move. First she slipped out from her clothes, which because she was an elf seemed to come off far too easily. One moment she was wearing trousers and the next she wasn't, slipping them off so quickly and smoothly that Fey was left wondering if she had been wearing them in the first place. The rest of the clothes soon followed, removed as easily as breathing and the elf swayed her hips side to side as she bent over the dimensional bag, presenting her pussy to the centaur. Unlike other girls Ellaria seemed more resistant to acquiring a long term massive gape and it was already less than half the size it had been, although still impressive.
Then Ellaria plunged a hand into the dimensional bag and hauled free a big and thin white cotton bed sheet.
Fey found herself being gently pushed onto her side as the sheet was flapped over to cover her as darkness slowly fell.
That wasn't the alarming bit, the alarming bit was when Ellaria slipped beneath the sheet with her.
Fey found herself on her side with an elf embracing her. She looked down to see red hair buried between her massive breasts, the elf snuggling into her chest, her head dwarfed by each breast on either side.
Soft comfortable murmurs emanated up from the elf, the vibration of her voice tickling Fey's skin.
Fey shivered in delight. She was under the sheets with the most perfect elf in existence. It was hard not to feel a heady rush of emotion from that fact.
Her cock agreed as it throbbed stiffer, then stiffer still as soft elven skin touched against its hardness.
Fey went cross eyed as she felt Ellaria's feet touch against the tip of her cock, the soft soles pressing over the rock hard tip, her toes playing across each nub and bulge, a pinky toe pushing lightly into her large urethra.
Fey couldn't help it and let out a keen as a surge of pre cum gushed forth.
The elf squeaked in delight between Fey's cleavage as her feet and shins became wetted with pre, squirming her now slipperly slick legs together with the slightly sticky substance, then back onto the cock twirling her feet around the tip.
"Mmmmff, I love how reactive you are Fey, I can tell how you feel soooo easily."
Fey looked down to see Ellaria looking up at her from between her breasts.
"You're literally in bed with me Ella," squaked Fey, "I'm feeling rather a lot of things!"
"We're doing it just to stay warm Fey, in the cool of night," murmured Ellaria as her toes curled around the edges of the cock. "And what better source of warmth than this?"
She clutched her toes and Fey stiffened as a massive splashy gush of pre exploded from the tip. The clear fluid had a clear direction this time with Ellaria's feet either side and the elf let out a small squeal as several gallons of precum sprayed up between her legs soaking her thighs and shooting directly into her gape, boiling hot centaur nectar momentarily filling her pussy before sloshing back out.
The fluid steamed and the bed became warm, very warm and very humid.
"Mmfhhh! Fuck I love it." The elf rubbed her pre cum slick thighs together and hugged her arms tighter around Fey's waist, her feet already slipping and sliding over the tip of the massive slippery cock.
After the fourth surge of pre to heat their bed Fey heard a soft snore emanating from between her breasts. Was Ellaria asleep??? It really seemed she was...
