"I- d-don't know how she f-felt but I'm not a dragon, please leave me alone!"
"Hah. Do you think you have a choice in the matter? You have lit a fire in my loins that I have not felt in centuries, now you will take responsibility."
Shiva stepped forward, her feet coming down either side of the base of Fey's shaft, the kobogon entirely standing atop Fey. She was surprisingly lightweight, or perhaps that was Fey's own strength fooling her.
Shiva leaned down and grasped at the shaft, she made an appreciative sound as she found Fey too girthy for her to get her hands around. Then she lifted, the massive pillar of Fey's maleness rising up and up, going from resting atop her barrel to being near vertical.
"S-such size…" murmured Shiva. Even standing the tip of Fey's dick was above the Kobogon's pussy, the thing as thick around as one of her thighs.
She pressed it up against herself, the flared head pressing into her snow white abdomen. Fey was surprised to feel that her scales were almost soft, the sensation of her small scaled belly rubbing up against her causing a small spurt of pre to splatter up the Shiva's torso eliciting a small gasp of delight from her.
The Kobogon shifted her hips, going up on her tiptoes, then higher still on the very tip of her toes until she had raised her pussy as high as she could and she just about managed to squeeze Fey's length between her thighs. She let out a breath as she came to rest atop it, her full weight neatly held up by Fey's dick, only her toes helping to manage her balance.
The others were a captive audience, bound to watch the show, unable to look away from the display. This was really happening and they could do nothing tied up as they were, only look on wide eyed.
Shiva did not keep them waiting, she ground herself down atop Fey, letting out appreciative noises every time a spurt of pre washed up against her lower lips. It wasn't long before her muff was becoming engorged with the stimulation and Fey caught sight of the Kobgon girl's clit poking from its scaled hood momentarily before she dragged her pussy back over the centre hiding it from sight.
Then Shiva turned her feet inwards and grasped hold of the base of Fey's length, using her grip as leverage to drag herself down, squeezing herself down on top of Fey.
For anyone else as petite this might not have been enough, but the incredible strength of the Kobogon meant that her pussy was slowly spread out wider and wider until the edges of her labia were peeking over the rim, once twice, and then with a SCHLPOP! Her pussy slipped over the flared tip tightly wrapping around the head. Fey let out an unwilling groan as the Kobogon's insides wrapped snugly around her. The Kobogon felt incredible, she could feel every sliding motion of the Kobogon's internal musculature sliding over every bump and groove of her dick.
Shiva herself seemed startled, her usual perfection of motion suddenly off kilter, she stared down at the spot where the massive length entered her, her lower lips spread wide in a thin O, her puffiness reduced by Fey's sheer girth squeezing inside. She gently placed a clawed hand over her mons, caressing the scales where Fey's flared head pushed her trim stomach out subtly.
"This feels… Why does this feel this way?"
Fey glared down at her body at her.
"It- It's b-because y-you're m-mine, or s-s-something!" the last part came out as a squeak as the Kobogon's head snapped up and she narrowed her eyes at Fey. The centaur shivered under the Kobogon's gaze, those eyes seemed to be looking directly into her soul.
"Was that an attempt to control your situation? Laughable. You are not in control of anything centaur, I hold your life and the lives of all of your comrades in my claws. They are as much mine as mine own possessions now."
"W-well, maybe you should try not being such a jerk!" cried out Fey and thrust her hips up.
The subtle bulge in Shiva's trim belly surged upward and a tube of distension rolled up her belly, pushing her flatness out, moulding her into the shape of Fey's massiveness.
Shiva let out a gasp of surprise, saliva flecking from her lip, her claws knocked away as her white scaled belly bulged outward with Fey's sheer size.
Her thighs trembled and her feet nearly slipped out from under her her legs shook so violently, her pink little clit surged from its hood and stood proud, a desperate little thing against the trunk that was Fey. Her claws curled and uncurled as she shivered, her eyelids fluttering, several rivulets of clear fluid ran down Fey's length as her labia shifted against the intruder. Her previous perfectly poised motion was long gone, her body utterly betraying her.