"W-wait the fire!" Fey managed to gasp out as orgasm racked her and her eyes rolled up even as a dozen gallons more cum exploded into the minotaur girl.
Chloe who had been busily nursing Fey's balls looked up at that. She blinked realising what the situation was and then thrust out a hand. Baerinda's belly was forcibly dragged to the side along with Fey, just in time as the minotaur girl's rapidly ballooning stomach just missed the fire, instead colliding with one of the male minotaurs, pressing up against him where he sat, bulging over the top of him. He didn't seem to take much notice, an uncomfortable look on his face as he vaguely pushed at the massive beige furred belly pressing up against him.
"Get this blanket off of me, I don't want it. It's not cold enough out for blankets however snug and warm," he said, clearly not seeing what was truly happening.
At last, Fey came her last and fell limp. The now room sized minotaur beside her slowly wobbling and sloshing to a calm as the illusion Baerinda slumped on the ground gasping like a beached fish.
"Y-you're like Flora?" Fey managed to get out between breaths.
Chloe peeked from around Baerinda's belly. "Uhm, no, not quite, I'm just a water mage, and honestly I had no idea that would work, it... it doesn't usually work on most things that aren't water." She glanced at Baerinda's massive tummy. "Or work that well, that felt... I've never had such responsive control before, ever."
She hesitantly reached out her hands and Baerinda began to move, her rounded body rotating as Chloe shifted her, Baerinda's brutalised lips were dragging along Fey's length, viciously tight, until they reached the flared head and Chloe had to exert some real power and then she came free with a SCHL-POP! And a heavy spray of horse cum that gushed from the minotaur's mouth before she managed to swallow and close her throat off. The last of the cum in Fey's length painted a line of white up the minotaur's massive body.
"That was, I've never felt so- so- used!" said illusion Baerinda from where she lay limp on the ground.
Chloe ignored her, her hands shifting and curling. The cum that had come out with the removal of Fey's length lifted up into the air and then to Fey' shock it began to form up, shaping and moving, creating complex angles and surfaces until a small white centaur was standing in the air, floating.
"I- I can't do this! I can't do this at all with water! What is this??" said Chloe staring at her creation.
Fey was looking at it too, she hadn't seen herself quite like this before, she wasn't bad looking in her opinion, maybe even beautiful as centaurs went, her chest had gotten… huge, much larger than she had realised, she had grown significantly both in size and proportion since leaving the dungeon. Still, she couldn't help but admire the quality of the sculpt; it was accurate down to every fold of her blouse. Her eyes were led to the incredulous Chloe who looked like she couldn't quite believe what she was looking at.
"It's not supposed to work like this, my best element is supposed to be water, not- not hecking horse cum!"
"Uhm, my uhm, s-stuff is special I think, it's not like other girls, er, boys, uhm, it's uh d-different."
Chloe flicked her hand and the cum centaur changed shape, a cum minotaur appearing beside her.
"This is… this is power," whispered Chloe, "I could do so much with this."
"So… why not just use it?" said Astrid as she grabbed hold of Fey's back leg.
"I-" Chloe froze up as she found she had no answer.
Astrid snorted and heaved, pulling Fey around until she was on her back, her rigid length slapping up and down against her belly, still covered in cum, connected in dozens of thick cummy strings that broke and parted as her dick throbbed eagerly, excited to be sheathed in a tight wet pussy that Astrid seemed eager to provide.
The blonde minotaur hopped out of her shorts then peeled her panties away from her muff before she slipped across Fey's barrel, straddling her. She placed her palms flat against Fey's rising and falling horse chest, feeling the sheer mass of the centaur, her size, the steady booming heart beat, almost brute like. She could dominate this centaur, despite Fey's size and girth and sheer virility. She almost wished Fey had that kind of personality, but no matter, this would still be a dick to ruin herself upon and then some.
She rocked her hips, her puss so swollen and wet that her inner thighs were soaked through. She wanted, no, needed to be filled with this monster of a dick, and to be filled utterly. She'd had a taste of it with the slime girl, now she wanted the original beast.
She lowered her hips until her puffy puss was touching up agains the hot hardness of Fey's tip, the two trading incredible warmth as with a delicious groan she squeezed herself down. A cup of precum spurted and she yelped as she felt it slosh into her insides before spraying around their pressed together parts, washing away layers of Fey's cum in the process.
"Your mine now… husband, all mine," said Astrid looking up at Fey with half lidded eyes. Then she roughly shoved herself backwards. Her puss flattened out against the tip, her lower lips smeared so wide that her sensitive inner walls pressed down against the boiling flesh, smearing across its surface, her thick thighs jiggling as she shuddered with the sensation.
She grunted and applied her Skills and her puss slowly strained wider and wider and wider until her outer lips met the horizon of Fey's broad cock head and with a sudden rush they POPPED over the edge and Astrid's pussy fully engulfed the tip of Fey's dick.
The minotaur buried her face in Fey's horse chest as the indescribable feeling of Fey washed through her. She keened as every little motion of her body causes the flared tip to scrape up her insides sending lightning up her body.
"I'm s-so sensitiiiive! W-why am I s-suddenly so, hnnnnn!!!!!"