Becoming Monsters 1: Ch. 16

"!!" Banda bit into both her hands, wordless noise humming into her palms and leaking out the sides of her bovine mouth while her whole body bowed and spasmed into another orgasm.

It didn't take long, maybe another five minutes. Early on, experimenting with herself and trying to find out what was safe and what was possible, Honoka found there was a danger to ejaculating too much. Magical food-to-belly to energy conversion to possibly personal quantum spatial storage: wherever she stored her semen, it was powered by either the food she ate, a finite amount, or her own body. Her penis didn't care whether she ate a horse or starved for three days. Ejaculating too much too quickly was a genuine danger for the woman.

Still unsure whether she meant to or not, three years ago, Honoka got depressed and wanted to see how much she could orgasm on a Sunday afternoon. In one and a half hours, she came nine times. She would have gone longer but the pain radiating from the Beast was torturous and her arms no longer possessed the strength to move. She lost twenty pounds and spent eleven days at the hospital. Her uncle flew up from Florida and she eventually recovered but she now understood the legitimate danger of cumming too often.

All of which remained secondary. The other half of what Honoka learned that day was if she focused and forced it, the dark futanari could orgasm with little to no refractory. It was painful and there wasn't as much spunk, but she did it, which she achieved again into Banda's overly full pussy.

"AaaaRGH!!" Honoka forgot her own rule for silence, screaming through grit teeth and letting go of Banda's abused teats, falling forward to experience her reward of the holstaur's womb stretching under her. Frustratingly for Honoka, it didn't expand much more before there just wasn't any more space and the black woman flew out with a deluge of cum draining out of Banda and drenching the exhausted women as Honoka collapsed onto twitching thighs, showering in the sweet white honey of one ejaculation while she spurted into the air the rest of her second. Twenty minutes later, the other three women came out of the bathroom and found them still like that, too exhausted to do much more than breathe carefully.

"Wow," Georgia said, taking it in while her bottom-bottle glasses steamed from all the stench of sex and honey. "That's...wow. Diane, I know you said not to ask questions, but I'd like some answers when you can give them."

"Not my secret to tell," Diane replied, going back in and coming out with some towels, "but when Honoka is ready, you'll probably be one of the first."

Georgia accepted that with a nod and left. Diane handed half the towels to Eve, the pair cleaning the exhausted women up and moving them into the other room, Banda to the shower and Honoka in the bath. It wasn't easy, it took all three working together to haul Banda's bulk across the floor, but Honoka eventually found herself in a world of bliss when the jets of her tub bubbled and massaged her body.

"Hono-chan?"

"Hm?" the dozing woman replied, realizing she fell asleep. Fluttering her eyes open, she found the bath warm instead of hot and her hands pruny.

"Do you want kids?" Diane asked, her face close and somber.

Honoka didn't answer right away, turning off the jets and causing the room to go silent. "Before today, I don't know, I might have said no. And I think I still might say no, for right now." Rubbing her eyes, she shimmied herself into a sitting position. "Something is going on with me and I need to get it under control or at least understand it before I commit to anything. I want this to be something I decide with all of you, not something my Status or Race forces. Does that make sense?"

"Perfectly. Don't need to tell me about wanting control over your own life." Diane stood up and walked to the door, but she paused for a moment. "When you're ready, I think we will be too." She left, closing the door behind her.

Eve and Banda decided to stay for the rest of the evening. They ate an after-coitus supper of the leftovers taking up too much room in the fridge and both even saw a preview of Honoka's eating powers, though she didn't grow to her usual size, no more than five months of pregnancy. A strange conundrum came up because there was only room on the bed for two, so the wives used a random loot app from Fantasy Build & Brawl to determine an enthusiastic Eve won sleeping privileges with Honoka on the bed while Diane and Banda spooned on the recently - again! - bleached floor and the last of the clean sheets and blankets. With much kisses and I love yous, they all turned in for the night.

They also slept late, not even waking up to the knock of the food delivery. When Honoka finally rolled out of bed and checked her phone, her eyes bugged and with some moans, kicks and squeals, the women scrambled into action. Breakfast was rushed - though Banda finished eating halfway through her meal as Honoka inflated to the size of her bed and Eve kept poking the flesh to watch the ripples like rocks dropped in a lake - and then Diane directed the holstaur in the finer points of a handjob before everyone finished preparing for the day.

Honoka, Eve and Banda helped trot most of Diane's things and a few of Honoka's clothing down the stairs while the succubus picked up a trailer at the rental place. After they finished, Diane drove the goblin to Eve's apartment in the van while Banda and Honoka climbed in the holstaur's giant truck and made their way to an appointment with the matriarch of the Lenni Lenape Nation.