Amy - The Amazon (Usually) Ch. 10

She lunged for a nipple. Clary yelped as her teeth caught a tit and pulled, before letting it snap back, then Amy suckled on all the dusty pink flesh her mouth could handle. Not nearly as much as she used to, but enough to satisfy her tongue, which poked and prodded every inch it reached. She kept thrusting, incapable of stopping herself. The thought crossed her mind and was crushed under her ass with a sloppy noise.

With her mouth on one breast, Amy put both her hands to the other. She angled both tits inward, creating a lurid pillow for her to pound into, and snapped onto the other nipple. Clary pulled her into them, but Amy fought to pull on the supple nubs. The pig's strength gave out and her tits were tugged high by the wolf, then released to jiggle back into shape, only for Amy to return. She darted between the two, slurping on one then the next until the nipples had engorged into firm peaks that begged to be suckled. Drool and sweat glistened on the heaving mountains.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Clary moaned, then cried out as her pussy clamped down on the wolf's cock. A wave of fem-cum squeezed out as the thrusts kept going, unrelenting even as her orgasm drove her sensitivity to its peak. From one orgasm, Amy forced her into another and, before that even finished, a third. Taking her role to heart, the wolf bit down and sucked hard. She moved across the vast breast, leaving purple and blue kisses, and built to her own climax.

"Don't -oh, fuck!- stop..." Clary grunted. Her juices had been mixed into a dense froth by Amy's thrusts, which kept powering on, and her mouth wouldn't shut anymore. She slurred attempts at more words, but trailed off into moans, and wrapped her limbs around the wolf. Though her stamina seemed limitless, and she usually fucked her partners into unconscious before she reached that point, Amy liked to cum. What the fuck was the point in sex if she held it back? And nothing really got her hard like the feeling of submerging her own cock in jizz.

Or watching and feeling someone's gut swell. No, it wasn't those things that got her. It was the excess of it all. She didn't try much in her life, letting things come and go as they pleased, but she loved taking sex further. It just wasn't satisfying without putting her all into it. Whether she grew into an Amazon to dwarf Yuri, or came enough to fill the bathtub several times over, she adored all forms.

Her cock lurched and Amy growled into a breast. Fiery tendrils lanced through her body, nerves burning and jumping to the surface. The gusts of Clary's breath caressed her naked flesh, the heat of her pussy boiled her seed as it sped to the surface, and the breasts were like clouds on her head as Amy smothered herself in them. Then both pig and wolf arched their backs far as they could go and screamed in release.

Semen distended her cock and thinned it as the deluge erupted from her. It bathed her cock and turned the womb into a pool of progeny while she dumped more inside, cock bloating and shrinking to a primal rhythm. Clary moaned through the spurts and thrusts, shivering in absolute bliss and occasionally bucking into the cum pump. Her movements turned sluggish as her gut bellowed out.

It was with a heavy burst that Amy's orgasm sputtered out. Thick drops squeezed out, the dregs of her bathtub flooding release, and told her it was time to move on. Amy gave the inflated pig a kiss goodbye and pulled her cock out with a lewd pop as the lips released her, followed by a rush of cum over her legs. Amid the orgasmic haze, Clary found the mental strength to move her body, crawling away like the piglets in the story. Amy could've gone for another round, maybe five or six, but she let her go. After a little rest, it was Dana's turn as the slightly more resilient of the pigs.

"You ready?" Amy called, tapping her foot to the throbbing in her dick. It wasn't often that she got this worked up, usually after a week of abstinence - which itself was usually enforced on her - and she had three willing pussies, and one dick, just waiting to satiate her insatiable lusts. While she waited for a response, Amy groped her balls. They were full and heavy despite the orgasm, her sack had no more give, the skin taut around them and the veins jutted out.

"Yeah, come and get us you damn, dirty wolf!" Dana shouted with a meek affirmation from Clary.

"That's from Planet of the Apes, dumbass," Amanda said.

"Same difference."

"How?"

"Enough," Amy chuckled and rammed down the door, cock leading the charge, straight into a trap. Clary was splayed out in the centre, cradling her swollen belly like an expectant mother, but no sign of Dana. How? The fort was way too small for someone to hide in. It'd be plenty crowded with just the three of them. She realised the plan too late as Dana barrelled into her from behind and caught her into a leg lock.

"Ha! You fell for it! No one said I had to wait inside the whole time, so while you and Clary were smushing booties, I hid out back."

"'Smushing booties'?" Amy said.

"Now let's role you over," Dana grunted. She maintained her hold as she manoeuvred the petite wolf around, getting her cock-side up so the mast stood tall, like a monument of sex erected in honour of Dana's fantastic cheat. The stronger pig planted her ass over Amy's face, legs keeping her arms in place, while she traced the cock from base to head, "Hmm, got you right where I want you."

"Don't get so full of yourself," Amy grunted and squirmed her way out, though she took the chance to steal a lick at Dana's pussy.

"Fuck," Dana shuddered and tried getting back in control, but Amy's size gave her agility, so she dipped under all the attempts at capture, "Hold still."

"Piggy's got some fight in her," Amy giggled, then yelped as she was caught in the strongest bear-hug she'd received, smothering her face in Dana's lovely chest.

"Got you!"

"Hmm, or..." Amy said as she wriggled about, then latched onto a chocolate nipple and sucked with all her prowess, honed over the many years and encounters. She ground her teeth into the nub, a move that always drove Dana wild, while her lips and tongue massaged the areolae. Her athletic friend's nipples were interesting things. Where her breasts were a luscious teardrop shape, the area around her peaks stretched out, like small mounds. Which made them perfect to suck on, "I've got you." She said around it.

Dana moaned and squeezed tighter, hips undulating and rubbing her slavering cunt against Amy's prick. Arousal pounded through the veins, echoing through Dana and soothing her muscles, enough for Amy to slip free, adjust her cock, then thrust it to the hilt in one, powerful move. The difference in height forced her to jump at Dana, pinning her down as the thrusts began. In her haste, however, she forgot Clary. The singer made her presence known with a sharp tug to free her fellow pig.

"Hold her down," Dana ordered and mounted Amy instead. She used both hands to spread her pussy wide, letting it drool upon the fat glans, which she teased in circles until Amy jerked her hips up and re-entered. In a bid for control, the athletic pig gave in to gravity's sway and fell. Their hips sexes mashed together, juices splashed all the way to Amy's cheek and lips. Clary planted her ass down on the wolf's face, rear facing Dana, to keep her in place.

A tempest of movement settled upon them. It may look organised, yet Dana's pussy rolled and squeezed and gushed as it took fourteen inches of cock, which changed directions to the whims of Amy's hips, swaying on the ground to her pleasure, and Clary was brought to bliss and back as the wolf's tongue tormented her clit. Guttural moans filled their ears to the beat of Dana's hips plummeting. Her strong legs moved like machines to keep her womb and cunt full, never vacate for more than a second.

"Oh god, I'm gonna... I'm cumming!" The dark pig cried and every muscle in her seized up. She fell forward, legs giving up, and caught herself on Amy's vast bosom, fingers sinking deep in their softness. Not that it stopped Amy. Feeling the movements stop, save for the mindless rocking of Dana's hips, the futa planted her feet and lanced upward.

"Bitch!" Dana said as she lurched forward, face falling into Clary's cheeks. A pair of delicate, powerful hands kept her there, effectively holding the pig in place for Amy to fuck into oblivion. And fuck she did. With a steady trickle of Clary's juices, a hard-on that needed to cum a few more times at least, and a strong pussy slurping all over said hard-on, Amy had all the motivation needed. Her balls swung to and fro, slapping the floor and Dana's ass until they pulled tight.

"Not yet," Dana groaned and squeezed with all her vaginal might, cutting off the cum-vein before even a drop filled it, "I'm winning this damn game."

"Whatever," Amy grunted into Clary's folds and nibbled on them, taking the still inflated pig to her climax. Sperm rioted at their denied escape, they swarmed each other in the sack and forced their way up her shaft, squeezing past Dana's incredible muscles. Could sperm feel rage? It felt that way as Amy's shaft bloated, the central vein bellowed along its bottom, and her balls wailed indignantly. Dana pulled on the wolf's nipples as that sack expanded and lifted her ass higher.

No matter the vagina's strength, regardless of whether Amy intended to savour the experience, her cum would get out. Dana bounced and clamped down with every muscle, she conformed her powerful legs to the hips trying to pump into her womb, moved her pelvis in every direction that stirred up her juicy cunt, but none of it stopped the encroaching orgasm. A shout. A moan. A loud squelch of release. The three knocks of the inevitable.

Dana yelled as the first drops invaded her. The heat of it spurred her own orgasm, though she resisted even as her hips kept moving, unknowingly undulating to Amy's tempo. Anger and bliss collided in her face, which she buried deep into Clary's ass cheeks. The blue-haired pig squirted onto Amy and drenched her face, cumming harder as a tongue slurped on her asshole.

As Dana's climax trailed off, Amy's took the reigns. She was the wolf, the proud aggressor, an apex predator seeking piggy cunts to sate her sexual appetite with. While she loved sex in all its forms, whether she was using someone or being used, it didn't match the character she portrayed. Not to mention being more passive didn't suit her libido at the moment. She wanted to fuck and these pigs were going too slow for her liking.

The second Dana exploded in a third orgasm, she made her move. Amy shoved them both off, though she kept her cock planted inside, and squatted over Dana. The position made it impossible for the taller girl to move properly, not with her legs trapped in Amy's hands, spine curved and her belly jutting perversely with over a foot of cock. It was easier at her proper height, but Amy made do, using her deceptive muscles to hip drop and clap her balls into those pert cheeks. And not a drop of semen escaped the seal of Dana's cervix.

"Hey!" Clary moaned and crawled over. She was shaking on her hands and knees, exhausted from so many orgasms in close proximity, but found the strength to haul her fecund gut over and sat down on Dana's face as she had Amy's.

"You're supposed to help me," Dana said between grunts as her swelling womb was pounded, the shape of Amy's cock imprinting upon every inch it could reach.

"Don't care. Wanna cum," Clary snapped, then sang out in moans as her pussy was eaten once more. Confident Dana wouldn't get out, Amy clapped her hands on the rocking hips before her and pressed them down harder.

All three were caked in sweat and juices. Salty drops rolled down Amy's jiggling tits and dived from her swollen nipples, streaked over her stomach, then mixed with the frothing cunt-juice on her prick. Her orgasm kept going as well, balls pumping with abandon, and prolonged Dana's. If only they had more people. Even with two pigs to fuck, she wanted more. Her pussy boiled in need, her tits ached for a set of hungry mouths and salacious hands, and she doubted either Dana or Clary could handle another round after this one ended. Dana would try at least.

Then the door opened. Amy didn't look back, mind focused on the act at hand, etching every detail of Clary's ass and the sensations of Dana's powerful cunt. Her orgasm just wouldn't stop. Buckets of cum piled into Dana, more even than Clary took, and turned the once toned abs into a semen-bed that squished into the singer's rear, warring for space.

"Gotta save my people," Amanda said from behind and rammed into her pussy.

Amy yelled and moaned, climax renewed with incredible ferocity. Caught up in the sudden, blissful explosion within her, she didn't notice that Amanda felt smaller than the last few times. The nine-inches still filled her, the head scraping along every sensitive nerve, while the pig futa's balls slapped against hers. God, it felt so good to have something inside her again. Everything felt good. Better by the second.

"Gonna cum," Amy said and angled her thrusts to maximise penetration for both herself and Amanda, slamming back to tease her cervix with the futa's crown. Gallons of semen sloshed with her every motion and kept Dana pinned where she was, until Clary finally decided to play again. She pushed Amy back, putting her atop Amanda, who took it in stride and bounced the petite wolf. Fourteen inches of moist, dripping cock bounced before the two females.

Even exhausted, Dana and Clary came over. It hovered just beyond their faces, flinging drops of mixed cum and a mire of her musk, compelling them forward. Both kissed the shaft, holding it steady as they stroked. Tongues joined their lips in cleaning off the lurid cocktail. Amanda kept up the pace, whispering into Amy's ear the whole time.

"Come on, little wolf bitch," she snarled, a more ferocious wolf than Amy ever was, "I thought you were gonna cum. Hurry up and do it. Let me feel you cum on my pig-dick."

"Fuck," Amy groaned. This was way more intense than she expected. Everything in her body throbbed and sparked, like it all wanted to share the fucking her pussy received. She grabbed at her breasts, hoping to placate the fire there, instead it added fuel as her nipples jerked against her palms and fingers. Were her boobs larger? Were her nipples too big for them? Amanda felt smaller again.

Before she could complete the simple puzzle in her thoughts, her pleasure eviscerated them. Her cock jerked free and her balls pulled tight, meeting a pair of sperm-famished mouths, but a cruel hand pinched her shaft shut. Unlike Dana's pussy, the deft fingers offered no quarter and forced any seed straight back into her tankards. Even so, it didn't struggle nearly as much. Something was happening.

"M-M-M-M-M..." Amy couldn't get her girlfriend's name out, the thrusts knocking brain around, "Maddy!"

"Yes?" Amanda asked, her voice betraying the bemused smirk on her face.

"S-something, ah, is... oh, so fucking wrong."

"Doesn't sound that way to me," Amanda said and thrust harder, then frowned when she didn't reach the cervix, "Hmm..." Finally, the jackhammer pace slowed enough for Amy to gather her thoughts.

"I'm growing!" Like it needed the acknowledgement, her body surged. Amanda's grip was broken as her cock gained several inches all at once, clearing the path for her swelling cum tanks to shower the room, which they did. Several huge loads ballooned her cock all at once, lining the shaft with balls of jizz, before it jerked high to spray at the ceiling. For the first several seconds, an endless line splashed off the roof and rained on them, until the initial onslaught dipped slightly. Dana and Clary opened their mouths and cupped their boobs to catch all they could.

Amy kept riding Amanda as the growth overcame her. Her legs stretched out, muscles piling back on, so she planted her feet and leaned forward, showing off her ass and pussy to her lover. It didn't matter that her pussy was deepening, her exceptional control kept it tight like a living condom, squeezing into Amanda's more feminine cock. In perfect contrast to the sleeker shaft pounding her snatch, Amy's cock darkened to a ruddy fleshy tone as dense veins burst to life. It was only temporary and settled back down as it seemed to finish growing after almost doubling in size.

Both females went back to work on it and her balls. The cock might've finished, but the rest still had to catch up. In Amy's pose, hunched far over and ass bouncing high, she slowly grew toward her cock head and the girls making out with it. She caught them in her hands and kissed both in turn, swelling tongue dominating their delicate mouths. Amanda could only reach her ass and hips, but she worshipped them.

The tempo calmed to slow circles as Amanda sat up and hugged the burgeoning cheeks. Amy groped herself, moaning at the constant pleasure that swarmed her senses, stronger by the second as she gained inches all over the place. Her balls overflowed the hands cupping them, jizz still pouring from them even as size piled on. Breasts the size of her head doubled in moments, the nipples becoming like cocks in her small hands.

Likewise, her ass did it's best to swallow Amanda's hands. Soft flesh rose like proving dough in time-lapse, while her pussy engorged with lust, fattening around the futa. The game was forgotten, everyone's attention devoted to Amy's growth and subsequent pleasure. She had to wonder how this growth would end.

Last time brought her from barely three or four inches all the way to five feet. If that was the pattern, then she'd reach Yuri's height before this was done. She squeezed her tits harder in anticipation, wondering what sex was like at that size and imagining how far above Amanda she'd stand, and how Eliza would react. The only problem she saw was getting fucked. If Yuri was unavailable, even Eliza wouldn't be enough at that size. She'd need Amanda to fist her with both hands. And someone else to look after her asshole.

Fuck, she couldn't wait.

Then, all at once, the sensations just stopped. She felt pleasure, her orgasm still flooded her system, but the intensity of her growth dissipated until there was nothing. Not long after, her climax waned as well and she climbed off her lover. All four laid around the cramped space, inhaling the muggy air and Amy's musk, with undercurrents of the other three's. Amy wasn't thinking as she stretched out and collapsed the fort.

"So," Amanda said after escaping the cushion debris, "That was pretty cool."

"Sorry about ruining the game," Amy said, though she was distracted taking in her new frame, "I'm not that much bigger am I?"

"Hmm," Amanda appraised her, trained eye judging every measurement. After years in theatre, helping with costumes, she had a good eye for it, "I'd you're back to seven feet. Although, these are way bigger than they should be." She said and squeezed Amy's cock, ass and breasts.

"No complaints," Amy shrugged and sent ripples through her upgraded curves. Proportionally, she looked about as large as Clary in terms of bust, though with her larger body, they had to be a few inches larger at least. And her butt? Forget it, that thing dominated the household now. A fact she knew Amanda would enjoy. She already was, Amy realised as the futa's hands roamed the fields of ass she now possessed.

"So, uh, how about we go upstairs and break the new sizes in?" Amanda asked with a squeeze of both cheeks.

"Sure. You guys good down here?" Amy asked the girls, who were cradling their cum-babies.

"Yeah. Yeah we're good right now. Just, give me a minute. Or two. Maybe five," Dana said.

"Hmm, I might just sleep here," Clary said and pulled a cushion under her head, "You guys have fun."