A Succubus's Even Bigger Mistake 06

Clarissa immediately leapt into action.

"Jolene! Emily! Go check up on Chastity!" She commanded as she waded through the sea of semen towards Destiny, "Make sure she didn't drown!"

The two futanari nodded and trudged towards the Succubus.

"Destiny, girl, are you still with us!?" The Lamaze instructor questioned, shaking her friend by her shoulders, having to sidestep her stretched sack, "Please wake up, I don't know if there's a hospital that can help you."

"Hey, get up," Emily could be heard demanding of Chastity from the other side of the room, "you're still breathing, so I know you're not dead."

"Yeah, like, come on. Don't try to scare us or anything."

Clarissa rolled her eyes at their rude treatment of the woman, but refocused her attention on Destiny.

"Destiny? I'm here. Just say something, please!"

Her shaking eventually stirred the dark-skinned futanari, a small smile of relief touching Clarissa's lips as she noticed Destiny's eyes fluttering open. She groaned weakly, her arms shaking as she raised them to grab at her chest, her breathing heavy; once her eyes were completely open, she looked over at Clarissa and gave her a questioning stare, blinking several times to try and get the spots out of her vision. Shimmying her back against the mirror she was leaning on, she attempted to stand up straight, feeling returning to her limbs. Rubbing her face, she coughed and tried speaking for the first time in many minutes.

"What...?" Still in a daze, it took several attempts to get the words out, "What happened? I think I, I blacked out or something? I don't remember... What happened?"

Chuckling, Clarissa stretched her arms out to reach the top of Destiny's head and her curly locks.

"Well honey, you changed. Like we did."

"...I did?"

"You did. And it was uh... um, maybe take a look around and see for yourself."

Befuddled by her friend's response, Destiny looked ahead to see what she was talking about - or at least she tried to. Her sight was blocked by an enormous, strange obstruction. Turning her head to the side, she studied this odd barrier, absorbing its weirdly familiar features. A very deep brown in color, covered by bumps and ridges, bobbing slowly up and down - not to mention it was insanely long and wide - and crowned by something even larger and royally-hued. It stretched out foot after foot after foot in front of her, lifted up with a slight curve that impeded her vision. She followed the path it took, discovering it went towards her, her chin buried in her notedly enlarged cleavage until the rest of it was hidden under her massive, taut stomach. What the fuck was i-

Oh God, it was her cock!

Staring at it for so long allowed strength to return to her being, and now she was able to feel it. Her cock - her new, expanded cock, that looked so alien to her she couldn't believe that it was attached to her groin! Destiny's breath caught in her throat as she calculated the increase in her endowment, trying to compare it to her size before; it appeared as though it was twice as long as it was pre-transformation, and even fatter on top of that! Eyes bulging, she felt like passing out from the sight of it. She hadn't expected it to grow this much! Unable to stop ogling it, Destiny continued to gawk at every aspect of her expansion.

From her vantage point at the base of her own gigantic organ, she was able to see nearly all of it. It looked... it looked almost as wide as her own waist, and as tall as she was - or... had been? Turning her attention for a moment to Clarissa, Destiny realized she was looking down on the instructor, something that had never happened before; they were basically the same height just a few minutes ago, weren't they? Regardless, her altered appendage was very close to that height, sticking so far out from her body that even if she stretched her arms out as much as she could her hands wouldn't come anywhere close to being able to grab onto its end.

And even if she could, there wasn't an ice cube's chance in Hell that she'd be able to wrap her fingers around it; even previously her digits would be separated from each other by several inches, but now it looked as though she'd need twice as many hands as she possessed to grip it completely! Her glans especially was even girthier, her cock retaining the same general shape it had pre-deforming, so her cockhead was noticeably wider than the rest of her tree-trunk-esque shaft. Veins that seemed as long as her original length coated the entirety of her massive member, throbbing as they pumped blood into her dick, keeping it erect. It didn't make sense that she couldn't even keep it up, her dick possibly needing as much blood as she had in her entire body to do so!

It must've just been another aspect of whatever Chastity had done to her.

As she tried to comprehend her new hyper-sized cock, Destiny quickly understood that it wasn't the only part of her genitalia that had grown. Between her thick legs she could feel her balls squish into her, obtaining a hint of how humongous they'd become before she craned her neck to look down at them. She gasped as she did, shuddering at their gravid, swollenness; if her cock had doubled in size, her testicles had exploded exponentially! She was practically fucking sitting on them they were so immense! Both of her ballooned cum-barrels and her super-sized sack were hanging to the floor, resting heavily on the ground and occupying any empty space under her that had been present previously.

She could hear them rumbling and gurgling with such clarity it was like she was being smothered by her cum factories. Their churning of more and more sperm vibrated her entire body, her already-insane-swimmer-production undoubtedly increased by as many folds as her balls themselves did! Though she couldn't see them in their entirety due to the mass of fuck meat in her way, there was no question of just how purely gigantic they'd become, the skin of her sack bulging from around legs, the heft of her testicles pushing her feet as far apart as possible. So high up did they extend that the rounded, top edges of her seed-brewers pressed into her pussy and ass, grinding against them roughly and bringing her an odd feeling of pleasure.

How was she supposed to walk, drive, exist with all of this? Would she even fit through the door of the studio? Could she ever fuck her husband again? Destiny's mind spun like Chastity had across the room, trying to figure out what life would be like now that she was like this. Maybe when she went flaccid - if that ever happened - her endowment would be more manageable, even if she suspected that her genitalia would hang to the floor when soft. Fuck, and she thought finding pants that fit before was difficult! At least she'd always have something to sit on if she got tired!

Adjusting her position, Destiny tried to take a step forward but found her movement impeded.

Using her ass as leverage - which of course got even bigger, because that's what she needed on top of everything else - Destiny pushed herself off the mirror but was immediately stuck in place. Destiny quickly understood that it wasn't her ponderous package stopping her, finding it somewhat easier than expected to haul around, but it was something of the liquid variety halting her movements. So enraptured and confused with a mix of conflicting emotions about her growth she'd been, she somehow hadn't seen all the cum flooding the room; it was up to her knees, and the height of the semen lake seemed to be level throughout the studio. Forcing herself through it, it dawned on Destiny that she had been the source of all the steaming seed. She had to be! Because whenever all the other futanari changed, they climaxed as well.

But how? How could she, a single person, make all of this? She could nearly fill a bathtub before this night - especially with her pregnancy growth - but this amount was enough to do the same to a pool. Or close to it! And it was so thick, it felt like she was trying to walk through pudding! Destiny wiped some of it off her chest that had probably splashed there during her orgasm, feeling the weight and density of it, wondering just how packed with swimmers it was. If she wasn't pregnant already, she would have been scared that she might've accidentally fertilized herself! Unable to wrap her head around it, she continued to gaze at the endless ocean, and the people trying to move through it.

She decided to ask Clarissa to make sure her brain wasn't playing tricks on her.

"I... I did all of this?" Destiny questioned the futa, not even looking at her, "All this cum was from, from me!?"

"It was," Clarissa nodded, confirming her student's suspicions, "and it was... amazing."

Her cock throbbed and bounced in front of her as if to back up her words.

"I've never seen anything like it. You just kept cumming and cumming for forever. I thought I was gonna cum just from watching you - at least after I stopped being scared!"

She laughed, trying to lighten Destiny's mood.

"I don't know why whatever Chastity did to us seemed to affect you the most, but you're- you're fucking awesome Destiny. I still can't believe it."

"Is Chastity okay?" Destiny asked, reminded of the Succubus, "I didn't hurt her, did I?"

"No, you were out of her mouth before you grew. Look, Jolene and Emily are helping her now."

She pointed a finger at the other side of the room, Destiny following her directing. Jolene and Emily had yanked Chastity from the sludge-like gunk, standing her up on her feet, doing the bulk of the work in keeping her upright. The Succubus was utterly drenched in her seed, not a single section of her lavender-hued skin visible underneath it, only the silhouette of her figure visible from under it; she looked like a voluptuous, pregnant snowman, her tits, ass, and inflated stomach the most recognizable aspects of her through the multiple layers of gunk covering her being. Destiny forgot that Chastity had changed once more, and her cock throbbed and bounced at the sight of her like Clarissa's had.

Even while weighed down by gallons of cum, Chastity's tits still sat high and firm on her chest. They had expanded so much that they stuck out feet from her torso, her fat nipples pointing straight out, strings of semen connecting them to the swamp swirling under her, the protuberances wide enough they would be difficult to suck at their current size. Tits covering the sides of her arms and mashing into her neck, the only reason that they didn't do the same to her stomach was due to all the seed Emily had pumped into her, her gut bloated with progeny, hanging obesely over her crotch and touching her thighs; despite this, Destiny could see that same seed pour from her massively-gaped cunt, adding to the volume flooding the floor.

Her ass looked even larger than Destiny's own thickened backside, her cheeks easily visible from around her wobbling thighs, her tail hidden behind it. Most of her was hidden, as it were, her horns invisible against her dyed-white hair, her seductive features equally masked; only the enlarged 'O' of her puffy, plumped-lips could be seen, cum drooling from between the inflated cock-cushions. None of that mattered though. All that did to Destiny was how she felt about the Succubus, and she felt like she wanted to fuck her! If she did this to her, she better be able to take her, even if it took some stretching from her fellow futanari first.

"What uh, what do we do now?" Emily yelled from across the studio, looking between Clarissa and Chastity, "I'm down to keep fucking this slut, but we don't have much space anymore."

"That's a good point..." Clarissa and Destiny walked towards the trio, Clarissa keeping her distance so she didn't get knocked over by her friend's mythical member, "we could drain the room a bit first? The door is open and everything."

"Let me handle it," the oldest futanari huffed, eyeing her cock as an idea formed in her head, "I think I know the best way. Besides, it is my mess we're dealing with!"

"Yeah, like, Jesus Christ Destiny, I thought I got big!" Jolene joked lightheartedly, drawing a chuckle from the others. Destiny waded through her own gunk, taking this time to adjust to hauling around such an enormous extremity; she had to shuffle her balls behind her legs just to be able to walk, the massive orbs dragging at her heels like a deployed parachute. Making her way to the door, she observed the slow evacuation of her cum from the room, and how, due to its extreme density, it barely tumbled into the hallway, jiggling against the threshold like flan. She chucked to herself as put her plan into action.

Grabbing hold of her cock as close to the center as she could reach, she hauled it up out of the pearlescent goop, a loud schlorp announcing its detachment. Massaging the taut, rough skin in her fingers, Destiny marveled at how fucking thick her member was now, her hands scarcely even able to wrap around the smallest of veins banding her shaft. Twisting her hips, she swung her monstrosity at an angle at the door, using a combination of her momentum and her firm grasp to turn her behemoth into a kind of shovel. Her idea seemed to work, her glans scooping up an enormous quantity of cum and chucking it out of the studio.

"Holy shit Destiny!" Emily guffawed, nearly dropping Chastity as she lost it as the absurd display her friend was putting on, "You're a fucking genius but also you look like an idiot!"

"Do you have a better idea!?"

"She has a point," Clarissa interjected, trying to hold back her own laughter, "it's pretty ridiculous."

"I don't know, its kind of fuckin' hot," Jolene salivated a bit as she watched the ultra-hung futa dig the cum from the room, "I'd join you if I wasn't afraid you'd accidentally toss me out too!"

Emily laughed even harder, Clarissa's face turning a deep shade of scarlet as her composure faltered; Jolene was stroking her own cock and spewing precum into the steadily depleting semen ocean, accidentally adding more to it without realizing what she was doing. Ignoring the Peanut Gallery, Destiny grunted as she put her back into her motions, feeling like some kind of perverse construction worker as she emptied out the room. The rate of drainage seemed to increase the longer she used her mountainous member like she was breaking up the sealed ball brew, more and more of it flooding out into the hall. Destiny watched as the river of her cream slid farther away than she could see, wondering how long it would take for someone to notice the mess.

Having shoveled snow whenever her husband was otherwise indisposed, Destiny found herself getting into an oddly familiar rhythm. It was absurd what she was doing for sure, using her cock to dig the studio out of the feet of cum she'd piled into it, but she was enjoying it; it was, after all, just a reminder of what she was capable of now - a reminder of just how extreme her sexuality had become. She moaned as her member bucked and fired off a large streamer of semen into the heap she was attempting to remove, her momentary narcissistic pleasure changing into annoyance from adding to the mess she was trying to clean. Grunting, Destiny sped up her movements, wanting to be done with the job before she accidentally filled up the room again.

While she was busy with that, the rest of the group discussed what to do once she was finished.

"Well I want to fuck her next!" Jolene pouted, stomping her foot into the draining white goop, "At least before Destiny does! Like, if she fucks her I won't be able to feel anything!"

"Well what about Clarissa? She's smaller than you are, so she should go next."

"Not by much!" Clarissa snapped back at Emily, frustrated by the pointless bickering, "Besides, Chastity looks like she's tightening up again anyway."

The three took a quick glance at the Succubus's groin, all noting as they watched her cunt slowly close.

"I'm surprised, I fucked her pretty hard!"

"Probably just another one of her powers or whatever. I still don't know what she's supposed to be."

"Wait!"

Emily and Clarissa jumped at Jolene's outburst.

"What if we, like, both fuck her!?"

"Like at the same time?" Clarissa questioned, looking towards the cum-plastered ceiling in contemplation, "I don't know if we'll both fit in h-"

"No no, like we both take a hole!" Jolene's excitement was clear, her features lit up, "Like, one of us takes her pussy, the other ass!"

Emily raised an eyebrow at her blonde companion.

"You think this slut can handle it? You're both pretty fuckin' big!"

"And she's, like pretty fucking stretchy!" Jolene laughed, "What do you say Clarissa? You down?"

"I think so! Though positioning might be hard given our current... states."

Clarissa motioned to her own pregnant stomach, pointing out the biggest obstacle they would face trying to double-penetrate Chastity. Jolen and Emily both looked down, each of the trio instinctively rubbing their swollen bellies; as they did, a steady series of thuds approached their position, indicating that the fourth of their group was finished with her task. Destiny was walking over with much more ease than before now that the cum in the room had mostly dropped to ankle-level, several corners of the studio space still heaped with hardening semen. Her balls bounced under her as she moved, smacking loudly into the floor, once more forcing her to maneuver around them. The massive bitch breaker sticking from her groin reached them before she did.

"How's that? Better?"

"Very, nice job!" Clarissa complimented, ogling her friend's supersized member again, "Smart thinking too."

"Hell yeah!" Jolene agreed, clapping her hands, "Now I think we know how we can do this..."

She turned to Emily.

"Think you can help us out?"

"Yeah, what do you need me to do?"

"Okay, first, Clarissa you should like, lay on the floor, if that's alright."

"I'm pretty covered already, so a little more cum wouldn't hurt!"

They all laughed as Clarissa gingerly did as her student requested. Squelching into the layer of semen on the ground, she held her stomach as she twisted and laid flat, staring up at the ceiling, her cock towering above her; it wasn't exactly comfortable to be partially-encased in so much cum, but she wasn't about to complain. Grabbing her shaft, she gave it a few strokes like it needed any encouragement to stay erect, observing her fellow futanari and Chastity. In all their discussions, she forgot that the Succubus wasn't even conscious, which was going to make this all the more difficult.

"Good! Okay, Emily," Jolene spoke to the muscular futa still holding Chastity up, "I need you to like, fuck Chastity on Clarissa's cock! Just at first! With her tits up, if you get what I mean."

"Alright, I think I can do that."

Destiny watched curiously. While Clarissa kept her cock steady, Emily picked up Chastity by her waist like she was weightless, holding her up into the air and walking her towards her prone instructor; Chastity didn't stir at all as she was handled like a doll, her limbs swaying limply, her breasts jiggling obscenely, cum dripping off of her in huge dollops that splattered loudly when they impacted the floor. The extremely muscular futanari held her in front of Clarissa's monumental member, judging the angle that she would need to accomplish the task given to her. Raising the Succubus higher, she placed her on Clarissa's throbbing, leaking tip, sliding her cunt over the swollen crown until it was lodged between her enormous ass cheeks instead. Emily looked over to Jolene for confirmation that she was doing it correctly.