Whatever They Want

Most, if not all, men dream of fucking dozens of women. To have a harem of willing sluts just begging for their seed, yet it's an impossible dream. No human would have the stamina to satisfy so many. Or the patience to handle their demands.

Lily wasn't human. Not anymore. Anyone who thought so was blind. What human could fuck a combined hundred feet of cock into a woman, while thrusting several hundred more into an entire neighbourhood of newly depraved sluts, even as their body was further altered to do so? None.

And what human could sire an entire town of children single-handedly?

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Lily moaned as she worked to hilt inside Shana. The resounding clap of flesh was the final nail. Her balls exploded in size, then contracted as they sent entire oceans throughout her body.

There was no masking the sounds. Every woman howled in unison as their wombs and stomachs were flooded with cum, swelling them into beachballs, then yoga balls, then into the size of entire animals. But none were as extreme as Shana. Lily had flipped her around, leaving Samantha to get fucked by spare tentacle or cock, to keep her from being crushed, and to watch as her thick, but otherwise normal frame became an accessory to her gut.

Few things matched the warmth of flooding someone with her cum. Lily's cocks were drowned in their own progeny. Septillions - or perhaps even centillions? - of sperm swam within Shana's womb, assailing her eggs. Some were normal sized, others were dozens of times larger, a still more were enormous, creating visible bulges as they blindly sought their goal. More eggs were laid, dozens every second, while another cock made sure all Shana had was on offer.

"Ahhh! Lily! Holy shit! I feel it! They're going for my eggs! I'm pregnant! Fuck! So... fucking... pregnant! Don't stop!" Shana wailed as rode the disaster waves of her bliss. Her balls put her head level with Lily's now, another burst and she towered over her. Not an inch was released from her though, as the knots kept the pair locked together.

Minutes passed and the neighbours were done. They all sported beautifully fecund bellies, each bigger than the woman attached to them, but all were shamed by Shana, who had swollen into next door's garden, and still she expanded.

"How... how many?!" Shana cried. Her speech was slurred and her eyes had rolled back. It was a miracle she was still conscious, despite the unending wave of orgasms exploding within her.

"I don't know," Lily cried back, laughing as she continued cumming into her lover.

"I'll outgrow the planet!"

"Why not the sun?" Lily giggled.

"The galaxy!" Shana countered.

"The universe!" They shouted in unison.

It didn't happen. Another minute and Lily's climax dwindled to nothing. But once was never enough, not for her, or for Shana, though the impossibly swollen woman needed a moment to recover. Lily clamoured atop her belly, forcing gallons of cum out and onto the awestruck women below, and offered Shana a nipple. Shana latched on and drank.

"So... another three or rounds before we call it quits?"

Shana popped free, her eyes focused now, "Don't worry about it. Just keep going until your fetish is satisfied."

"Um..."

"You weren't kidding about the universe part, were you?"

"Kind of?"

Shana sighed and pulled her down for kiss, "You have my permission to make me swell up as big as you can. But you only have until sundown."

"Mistress," Lily breathed, "What if we end up ruining the world? The more people who see me, the more I'm gonna grow. The hornier I'll get. The more I'll want to turn you into a new planet." She didn't say it, but the thought made her entire body burn with desire.

"Hey, if we can somehow create an atmosphere, oxygen and all that shit, I don't see why not."

Lily kissed her deeply, almost devouring her head, "I love you."

"Then get to work, bitch."

"Um..." Lily hesitated. She never did before, but she had a question that needed an immediate answer.

"Yes?"

"Will you marry me, Mistress?"

"You put a billion kids in me and now you ask?" Shana giggled, "Yes. I'll marry you. Now fuck more babies into me!"

"Yes Ma'am!" Lily beamed as she scrambled back to her greatest goal.

Whatever insanity awaited her in the future, she welcomed it. There was no sense in worrying about the inevitable. Perhaps this was that person's plan, she wondered, thinking back to the drink that started it all. They did, after all, have her drink something so powerful in the most perverted area of the United States, if not the world. But she didn't care. There was still work to be done.

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