She leaned down and grabbed Astrid's wrist dragging her up into the air with surprising ease. The minotaur groaned but after a moment managed to find her legs, barely, they shook wildly beneath her, her thighs wobbling as lines of cum rolled down to her knees from her still partly gaped pussy.
Fey ignored her difficulties and grabbed up Baerinda too with her other hand, the two girls forcibly made to stand by the centaur.
Baerinda was by far the best off of the three having not been fucked by Fey, but she still wasn't doing great.
Fey looked at the three girls in dismay, each hanging off her, their knees turned inwards as they actively leaked her cum. Then she looked about the clearing, fake illusion Astrid, Baerinda, Chloe, and Fey had already packed their fake illusion things and were quickly moving off with the rest of the bands. But the real them were still stuck there, their very much real packs and tents still up and unpacked.
"What do we do?!" exclaimed Fey in near despair.
"C-carry us?"
Fey looked almost offended by the suggestion, but then she realised she didn't have much of a choice.
"...F-fine. But just this once!"
Chloe flicked her hand and a stream of white hosed from the bottle at her side. It swooped through the air and then split apart, diving down, each string of white forming a small hand at its tip. The hands began swiftly pulling apart their camping stuff, folding it neatly and stuffing it in packs.
As that was happening dozens of hands took hold of the jelly legged minotaur girls and lifted them up into the air. One by one they were put down atop Fey's back until it was quite crowded and they were pressed up uncomfortably close to each other.
"Okay, now catch us up Fey, hurry, Baerinda's illusions don't work at range."
Fey didn't hesitate, she turned and galloped after the others. Unsurprisingly she had little difficulty carrying the three girls, which was unfortunate for the three as their recently made hyper sensitive lower parts were made to ride rough against Fey's back, grinding and pushing up into them eliciting a chorus of gasps and fluttering eyelids. Fey could feel them pushing back into her as she ran, grinding themselves down against her back. She set her lips in a line and ran on, trying her best to ignore what she was doing to the three girls.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Fey to catch up to the bands. She found the illusion version of herself walking alongside the three minotaurs and without hesitation stepped into it, the sensation of her own body washing over herself was a strange one to say the least.
As that happened the strings of cum that had been following behind them carrying their packs in the air leaned over and plucked at the dimensional bag on Ellaria's hip. The hands swiftly undid the drawstring and Ellaria stumbled as all of their packs and belongings were quickly stuffed inside of it. The elf, still completely unaware of what was happening, looked down at the ground and muttered something about unsteady footing.
Fey blinked as she felt more than saw the illusions of Baerinda and Astrid and Chloe suddenly turn and climb onto her back, merging with their real counterparts. She glanced back at Baerinda questioningly.
The minotaur gave her an apologetic look. "Sorry, I've just been doing this all night long, I need to give it a rest for a little or the illusions are going to become unstable."
"B-but you're all on top of me!"
"You'll just have to deal with it I'm afraid. On three, two, one."
The illusion dropped and for a moment nobody noticed, they hadn't been looking in Fey's direction when the three illusion minotaurs had climbed up.
Then, after a moment, an outraged Lily pointed. "Hey! Why did you let those three up when you won't let us up! What did we do wrong!... and why are you all so flushed looking?"
Fey blinked and turned to the otterkin. She was sitting atop Vivi's shoulders, her legs around the fox girl's neck, her legs resting across her breasts. Above her floated Flora who was lazily looking through some of Vivi's drawings while a white orb floated along beside her, clearly Kayla, still quite invisible. It seemed Flora felt at least some responsibility for the invisible otterkin's current state.
The words sunk in and Fey understood what must have happened, her illusion self could not pick up and carry the two otterkins so Baerinda had made her illusion self make up an excuse to not carry the two.