Flora thrashed and howled as her belly wobbled dangerously. She went spinning in the air as she lost control of her power and the broad stream of cum moved across the crowd coating huge swathes of it in white.
A human woman wiped the stuff from her eyes and looked around. She looked down at the white covering her in puzzlement and then lifted her hand to her nose smelling the suspicious stuff.
"...Oh my god, is this fucking CUM?!"
Cries of outrage and panic began to go up as it dawned on them just what was abundantly hosing from the gnome's pussy without stop. Unfortunately, there wasn't much they could do to stop it as the area was so packed full of people that they could do nothing but stand there and take it, Fey's cum splattering and caking onto them in their mouths, noses, clothes. Everywhere Flora turned was layered in thick heavy horse cum.
Of course not everyone in the crowd was experiencing this existential horror in the same way, no, the female lupine, female wolfkin, and a smaller number of female vulpines, dogkins and foxkins, even a female cervine, were taking the drenching a little differently. Their noses flared and their tails flagged up into the air as the incredibly cummy musk barreled into their senses instantaneously turning their panties from nice and dry to soaked through and dripping wet. The woman practically vibrated on the spot and when the hose came near they grabbed at the air for it, crying out and opening their mouths and drinking down the heavy sloppy cum and when it passed and they were left wanting they began to frantically fight their way forward.
The crowd erupted into chaos as people fought to get away and a smaller subset fought ferociously to get forward.
Ellaria was left standing on the AG's decking, the brand new silver plate dangling from her limp hand, staring at the absolute mayhem the gnome had unleashed.
"B-but I just wanted to show…" the elf murmured forlornly.
Suddenly the hose of cum from Flora's pussy started sputtering and spurting as though the stream had been interrupted. Her lower lips spread further and amongst the spraying cum a glossy white tentacle slipped out, then another, and another, they squirmed and waved into the air until there were a dozen of them, each over ten foot long, straining the very limit of what Flora's poor abused cunt could contain.
"Help meee!" Wailed the gently spinning out of control gnome, but she could barely be heard over the panicking crowd who looked up at the tentacles in terror.
The tentacles expertly flourished themselves in the air, flicking the remains of their cum coating off, and then they dived down into the crowd eliciting screams. The tentacles began plucking women up, strangely eager women, picking them up into the air by grabbing their limbs or coiling around their waists.
The out of control gnome continued to drift through the air, her legs kicking wildly as ever more tentacles pushed their way out the yawning chasm of her pussy, joining the other white tentacles who had clutched in their grips now ten different women. The tentacles didn't wait around, they rolled over the girls, slipping beneath their clothing, and then displaying their impressive strength, they ripped apart the fabric. Shirts bulged outward with tentacles until they tore, shorts were split in two, panties ripped aside, bras dismantled, rags of cloth falling on the crowd below until the ten gasping moaning women were left buck naked as they were held up in the air on full display.
"S-someone stop it!" cried out one of the more rational people on the ground.
"Nuu! Take me! This is just like one of my smut novels!" moaned one of the heat addled lupine held in the air.
"P-put it in! P-please! My insides are burning up! Go! Go!" cried another, humping her hips at the nearest tentacle.
The tentacles didn't hold back, they dove straight into any opening they could find, the ones holding the girls up in the air coiling back on themselves so that they could hold onto them while plunge fucking them with their lengths.
Tentacles were stuffed passed teeth as eyes went wide, assholes were brutalised and pussies were often double stuffed with two tentacles each, their glistening wet drooling slits seemingly of most interest to the tentacles.
The air was filled with the sloppy Schlp! Schlp! Schlp! of glossy white tentacles pistoning in and out of the girls, driving their lengths over and over into their holes until the girls' howling reached a crescendo and a heavy shower of squirt rained down on the crowd below, spattering across upturned faces and falling in the mouths of those foolish enough to be gaping at the spectacle.