Previously on Centaurus: Lily was left at the mansion as the rest of the band went out to purchase a firepower upgrade. Later Vivi had a milking emergency and the band ended up at a Cowkin Dairy where Fey rampaged amongst the Cowkin girls.
Now, Chapter 28:
The teddy bear brushed a paw over its brow feeling strangely exhausted. Which was odd as it wasn't like he had any muscles to get tired with. He adjusted the red dust rag on his head and glanced over the room he was in, checking the others were keeping busy.
He was standing in a vast kitchen, a huge thing with dozens of long counters, dozens of ovens, dozens of, well, everything a kitchen needed but multiplied. The mansion was excessive, so of course the kitchen was also excessively excessive.
He watched as a team of dolls boiled and mashed potatoes, a work line that dragged sacks of potatoes from storage to those cleaning and cooking them, then to those mashing and buttering and salting, then pouring it into to the basin of steaming mash potatoes beside that.
It was hardly the only operation going on in the kitchen. Every surface was covered with dolls and teddy bears busily clattering around the kitchen and turning raw ingredients into meals. Dozens of separate cooking operations from steaks to bacon to veggies to bread to cereal, the sheer quantity was incredible, the mansion's ridiculous stocks of ingredients turned into ridiculous quantities of food.
He leaned to the side and checked on the servants. Yep, they were still huddled in the pantry, absolutely terrified, the rotund head chef at the front holding a saucepan up in a white knuckle grip, her face drawn and pale. That was fine, as long as they kept out of way of the operation.
He stepped forward off the counter and casually stepped on top of a food trolley passing by being pushed by a dozen dolls. Putting his nub paws on his hips he stood at the bow as the trolley left the kitchen, banging the double doors open, and drove down the hall joining a number of other trolleys being pushed by dolls from other kitchens.
The convoy swiftly made its way through the mansion, servants cowering out of the way as they passed, any attempts at interference prodded away with kitchen knives. This was a serious operation and the teddy bear would not allow delays.
They soon made it to their destination, a three-storey stable outside, several of the doors and windows open with a smooth expanse of taut belly bulging out. The trolley rolled to a stop by a scaffolding construction that had been built up the side of the building. The teddy bear looked up as rows of block and tackle operated by dolls lowered ropes down onto the trolley, hooks latching onto the frame. The teddy bear kicked at one of the hooks checking it was solidly in place then nodded. The dolls then heaved on the ropes and the trolley rose up into the air, the teddy bear riding it like an elevator, one paw steadying himself against a guide rope.
The trolley went up and up and up and then it was hauled up onto the tiled roof by more ropes and more teddy bears and dolls, a positive army of the things who swarmed over it, pulling apart the trolley and taking the dishes from the shelves, holding them above their heads as they marched them across the tiles in long lines.
The teddy bear with the red headcloth jumped down and observed, a general inspecting his army. Then he followed to their destination.
A large hole had been made in the roof about thirty feet across, the edges swarming with movement, a conga line of teddy bears and dolls taking fresh food down a ramp to what lay below while on the opposite side a conga line took cleaned plates out, stacking them on the small hill of the things that had been built up beside the hole.
Strangely the red headcloth teddybear felt a little pride as he looked down into the hole to see his queen continuing to devour their hard work.
Lily tipped the plate of mashed potatoes up and expertly shovelled it into her mouth, practically drinking the stuff down. It was an impressive sight to see the food disappear so swiftly, as though it was just a snack when in reality it was a full meal. She tossed the plate aside as she finished and let out a tremendous belch. She slipped her hand below and patted her belly, still completely trim and flat, perhaps even more so than when she had started eating.
"Gods Lils you really are like a bottomless pit. How on earth are you eating so much..."
Lily glanced over to the one next to her who had spoken, Tami. 'Next' wasn't quite accurate as the teenager was both below and to the side. She was sat cross legged on the vast cum belly of the teenager, her taut horse cum filled stomach arcing away down into the dark stable all around them, the teenager's naked body at the peak of this vast shape. Tami was wearing a pair of darkened spectacles, sunglasses she called them, the reason why fairly obvious as she had gained a pleasing tan over her body where the sun's rays reached down through the hole in the roof.
"Mm, I've always had a crazy fast metabolism, mother used to tell me off for eating so much, she said that no male in the tribe would want me. I ended up hiding it, pretending I wasn't hungry, it was just sooo unladylike for a tiny little girl like me to eat an entire chicken on her own, I just couldn't do it without driving everyone else to distraction." she grinned at Tami. "But now I don't care, and better yet it feels like I've been unleashed, my body is crying out for food for all the babies I'm going to have, its using everything it can get hold of to prepare, using it all in one place. I used to be able to eat a lot, but now that's like, multiplied."
Tami's eyes moved to the otterkin girl's breasts. They had grown massively since she had first sat down with her, going from cantaloupe-sized to melon, then spilling across her lap, then touching down on her own belly, then still bigger and bigger, growing and swelling in realtime as she watched Lily eat and eat and eat, all of it going to her chest, her body preparing furiously to feed a coming army of young, her extremely unique metabolism harnessed for one single purpose.
Lily grabbed up another plate of food and devoured it and even as Tami watched her breasts slowly inched across the top of her cum belly, their mass already many times greater than the smol otterkin girl, her nipples becoming fat fist-sized turgid things, swollen and looking ready to gush with milk at any moment.
The teenager bit her lip. She had to admit that seeing Lily swell and grow larger was not a little bit erotic. That Fey could make a girl so insanely motherly, causing her body to prepare for an immense brood, well, she wondered if she would become like this at some point. The thought made her hips squirm, her still partly gaped pussy performing kegels, hungry to be filled by horse dick once more, rivulets of her wetness rolling down her vast belly.
The Teddy bear with a red cloth on its head marched up to Lily and bowed, clearly respectful of the otterkin.
"Oh? Is that all they have?" said Lily between gulping down more plates.
Tami blinked. "You... ate it all?"
"Seems that way, gosh it didn't last very long, you guys should get more grub next time."
"Lily. You just ate everything that's edible in my entire bloody mansion! multiple kitchens, all our stores, do you have any idea how much you've even put away?!"
Lily patted her massively increased breast size, soft boob flesh jiggling dangerously.
"Not enough clearly, I can get way bigger!"
Tami let out a sigh, blowing a lock of hair from her forehead. This otterkin was too much... and not with just how much she was eating. She glanced over to the arena.
The arena was a circular space that had been marked out on her cum tummy, a space where an audience of teddy bears and dolls watched as a snake did battle with a bear. On second glance the snake wasn't actually a snake, instead a bundle of coiled and twisted ropes, the end knotted to look vaguely snake like. The teddy bear fighting it was cream coloured and for some odd reason had an eye patch, and a scar under its other button eye. It also held a sharpened kitchen knife in its paws that it swung to the side in a wicked slash, just missing the surface of Tami's stomach and causing her to wince. The teddy bear didn't pause however, instead turning the slash into a darting dodge, just avoiding being struck as the thick heavy rope snake lunged forward, a strike that would have hit harder than a minotaur's fist. The teddy bear rolled then dove to its feet, sleekly swinging the blade in a circle in the same motion until the blade struck home, digging deep into the already partially cut and frayed snake's side, cutting deep, causing several of the bundled ropes to fling free.
The rope snake thrashed in pain and then drew back, wary.
