A Hermazon Abroad

"Remember the people of the outside world are not hermaphrodites," Hungarella said, holding her daughter's hands. "They will probably be shocked by your appearance. They are also smaller and more frail than Hermazons. Even among us your strength is legendary. There, you will be irresistible and essentially invulnerable. Remember this and treat them gently. Also, though they may look frail, your Hermazon magic will allow them to handle your endowment without harm, so feel free to fuck to your heart's content."

Athenica smiled. "I will, mother."

A few other Hermazons stepped forward to give words of advice or just to share one last hug. Several unfortunate Hermazons who never got to ride Athenica's legendary cock took their last opportunity to grope the colossal member.

With all the rubbing and touching and hugging and kissing, Athenica was almost fully hard within minutes. Her gargantuan schlong stood out like the bowsprit of a man-o-war, easily three feet long and as thick as her calf. Her awesome balls swelled and churned with seed, swelling beneath her shaft like a pair of prize pumpkins.

A girl named Hornema overcome by the sight rushed forward and crouched in front of Athenica's elephantine member. She clamped her mouth over the gaping cumslit (there was no way she could have fit the grapefruit-sized glans in her mouth) and worked the veiny shaft with both hands.

The other Hermazons murmured and stirred uneasily, all of them filled with envy that it wasn't them with Athenica's sloppy precum running down their chins.

Athenica let out a soft moan and her massively swinging nuts tightened up under her tree-like shaft. The eager Hermazon servicing her cock was almost blasted backwards off her feet by the force of Athenica's ejaculation, and it was only Hornema's Hermazon strength that allowed her to keep her grip on the flared ridges of Athenica's mushroom head. Fighting back against the force of the spray, Hornema pulled herself forward and clamped her mouth over the cum-gushing firehose. Her belly ballooned out, reaching the size of a beachball in seconds, then a yoga ball, then a beanbag chair and expanding to still greater size. Her belly filled her lap and reached the ground, where it spread across the pier with alarming speed.

Not all the cum was gushing down the girl's throat. Gallons of it sprayed out to either side of her face and poured down her chest in thick, pudding-like folds. It splattered on the boards of the pier and stray ropes flew out into the crowd, splattering on the onlookers.

Hornema's belly grew and grew until it lifted her up off the pier and into the air. Her belly spilled over either side of the pier while the wood creaked dangerously beneath her. The other Hermazons started to retreat, uncertain how well the millennia-old wood of the ancient dock would hold up beneath so much weight.

Finally, Athenica's load waned and she was able to detach herself from Hornema's ravenous gullet. The comparatively tiny Hermazon rested semi-conscious atop a sloshing belly the size of a large toolshed. She'd come multiple times herself, the ecstasy of Athenica's delicious cumshot overwhelmed her senses and sent her into a reverie of delight. The wooden pier creaked and bowed perilously beneath her as her body twitched and spasmed with further spontaneous orgasms. She was completely coated with Athenica's jizz. She looked like someone had set a giant, frosted sugar bun on the pier.

There was silence on the Hermazon coast for several seconds. The crowd watched Hornema's legs twitch and her toes curl and uncurl as her footlong cock spurted down the curvature of her immense, cum-stuffed belly. She belched loudly and a bucketful of cum spewed from her slack lips to splatter down her front in a slow-moving waterfall.

The crowd burst into applause and cheers. Athenica, temporarily spent, leaned around the bulging sides of Hornema's belly to wave farewell to the island, then she turned and dove into the sea.

Behind her, ropes of cum shot into the air like fireworks; long white streamers that splattered back down on the heads of the cheering crowd and splashed into the water around Athenica.

Athenica swam faster than a speedboat and within minutes only the white spume of water thrown up by her kicking legs was visible in the distance. Before long, even that vanished over the horizon.

The cheering, sobbing, horny crowd dispersed to soothe their aching hearts with whatever pursuits provided them with the most satisfactory distraction.

The bulbous shape of her massive silhouette eclipsing the setting sun, Hornema called out.

"Um, excuse me? Is anyone still there? Can somebody drag me home?"

The night was silent except for the wind and surf.

"Hello?"