Previously on Centaurus: The band finish up their sewer slime job and return to the Adventurers Guild where they meet with The Hammer Horns and decide to take on a joint-band job involving Kobogons, a rare and dangerous species of monster.
Now, chapter 23:
Astrid howled as a torrent of viscous cum was forcefully dragged from her womb, so much being pulled free at once that she was being stretched around the high pressure girth of the stream.
The cum wasn't going far. It wound and threaded its way through the air in a spaghetti line before it came down, down into a bottle on Chloe's hip, a large ceramic bottle, the outside carefully glazed in a multitude of colours, a spiralling runic design that was reminiscent of the sea writ large across its well crafted surface. A chain was tied around its neck from which a cork was attached, the cork dangled with every motion of her body as she danced her fingers in the air calling forth a second stream of white from the other cum tank that was Baerinda, rushing out her overtaxed asshole.
Chloe was not quite doing this unsupported however as she was leaning up against Fey's side, relying on the centaur to help prop herself up, her knees turned in and wobbling, threatening to give out at any moment.
Baerinda and Astrid gasped and wailed in tandem as they were steadily drained of horse cum, their room sized bellies rapidly shrinking down, but still not fast enough.
Fey trotted her front hooves on the spot nervously, her eyes dancing around the clearing. A second un-inflated Astrid suddenly dashed past and she watched with concern as this Astrid tripped over and fell, going rolling across the ground and eating a mouth full of dirt.
"Really Astrid? What next, going to accidentally set your pack on fire?" said Braddox, his patience rapidly running thin. He stood right next to cum filled Astrid, his body partially obscured by her massive belly, but seemingly completely unaware that this was the case.
"Astrid isn't that clumsy!" hissed Chloe at the sphere that was Baerinda.
Baerinda managed to gather some control over herself for one moment, enough to reply.
"H-hard to double check when it feels like I'm being turned inside out! Oh gaawds!"
The two bands, Magic Mog and the Hammer Horns were rapidly collecting their things and breaking camp. Fey had awoken in the middle of it atop Chloe, the massively cumflated minotaur pinching her into wakefulness. It didn't take her long to figure out what the problem was, it was morning and the two bands were leaving, gathering their things and putting out the fire, still completely oblivious to the three room-sized minotaur girls scattered across the clearing, simply seeing through them, or walking around them as though a tent or some such was in the spot.
The problem was that the three minotaur girls were in no state to be leaving and Fey had no desire to reveal to the Hammer Horns just what she had done to the female members of their band.
It was Chloe who had come to the rescue, she had made Fey go and fetch the bottle that now hung off her hip from her tent. She had grabbed it from Fey and turned it upside down, a small river of water flowing out which was directed into the forest, dumped as though worthless trash. When Fey asked if the water was special Chloe had mentioned something about it being blessed by the church, but now she had found something far far superior.
It hadn't taken long, she syphoned cum from her pussy into the bottle, rapidly shrinking herself back down to normal. Clearly the bottle was magical, in fact when Fey asked she had explained so: "Oh yes, it works like a Dimensional Bag but can only contain fluids my Class is compatible with and only one type at a time, limited, but waaay cheaper."
Soon the last of the cum left Astrid and Baerinda and the two girls were left slumped on the ground, breathing hard, their gaped rears steadily pooling a last trickle of white onto the ground.
"Up get up! Come on we have to go! Those villages need us!" said Fey prancing around them energetically.
Astrid groaned and squinted up at her.
"How are you not exhausted after all that? You fucked us like- like- I don't have words… I feel like I'm never going to be the same after that, that feeling of you pistoning into me over and over and then- hnnn!"
Astrid shivered at the memory, her toes curling.
"Nevermind that! We have to get up and go! There are people in trouble and we're not sitting around on our rumps leaving them to their doom!"