The Kobgon froze up at that taunt, although her pussy twitched slightly at Fey's description, betraying her. Still, Shiva was not about to be rolled over so easily. She Gripped Fey's back legs almost painfully tight and then after a moment of settling her hips used her immense strength to squeeeeeze herself down, the bulge in her belly inching upwards.
Despite gritting her teeth Shiva couldn't stop various shameful noises from escaping her desperately held together lips, every vein and bump that slipped past her labia eliciting wonderful sparks inside her mind.
The Kobogon halted suddenly as the broad flat head got stuck at the entrance to her womb, her belly was bulging out obscenely by this point, a shelf below her ribs that marked the flat top of the cylinder that was Fey's dick inside of her. Wide eyed she rested a hand atop it.
"Am I as a dragon might be?" said Fey.
"Y-you're n-nothing- you're just a c-centaur!!"
"Then show me."
The Kobogon was starting to get really agitated by this point and the chains that had been wrapped around Fey snaked downward and wrapped around Shiva's thighs.
"I'll make you r-regret those words!" she hissed.
The chains hauled down and Shiva let out a howl as Fey's dick pressed up against her cervix, then after a moment of increasing pressure in which the Kobogon twisted and writhed atop her Fey penetrated her womb. She slipped inside with such a loud popping sound that it could be heard outside the Kobogon's body, an obscene sound that echoed off the cavern walls and tugged at the ears.
It was momentarily followed by the Kobogon meteoring down with a ragged cry, her stomach thrusting out as feet of dick entered her, straining her outward, pushing up her belly to breast height.
Her eyes rolled up as a tsunami of stimulation crashed over her leaving her mouth open as far as it could go all to let out a scream that seemed to come up from her very core, a deep deep hormonal feeling, a primal breeding feeling. She was having scratches itched that she wasn't even aware existed, her pussy convulsed around Fey as she slapped her claws over the obscenity of her tummy, desperately clutching at it as she came so hard that the spray of fluid from her cunt tickled her clit.
"OHHHHHHHHHNNYYAAAHHH!!!"
Fey groaned as she felt the no longer quite so composed and elegant Kobogon go physically mad. The rolling pressure was verging on painful Shiva was squeezing down so hard, and Fey wondered if she had not become stronger that the Kobogon's vice like pussy might have simply crushed her length.
It was as Shiva's scream descended into delirious gibbering that something out of place caught the corner of Fey's eye.
It was a white sphere. A floating white sphere.
She blinked down at it in momentary confusion, then more so as a floating doll was held up before it.
"K-Kayla?" managed to croak out Fey.
A slight shushing sound came from the sphere, and then a low urgent whisper.
"She never noticed me, or she didn't realise I'm a person."
"Wha- you need to run Kayla! What are you still doing here!" whisper hissed Fey back.
The sphere seemed to rotate slightly as though its owner was furiously shaking her head. The doll was once more held up, this time more urgently. Fey looked at it in confusion, it was clearly Kayla's doll but something had been done to it, the tail was removed, and the ears, and Kayla had placed a pair of wooden twigs in its hair. Tufts of fur had been taken from somewhere and stuffed in every spot that they could be placed on the doll, even poking from its mouth and clothes.
"It's Braddox! He's still alive! Y-you need to save him Fey!"
Fey nearly cried realising just what the otterkin had done, she'd taken her own doll and made it into a doll of Braddox.
"He still breathes?"
The sphere nodded. "His Skills are letting him hang on, but he's dying Fey. He's- he's gonna die!"
Fey was already reaching for the doll and grabbed it up into her arms. The doll looked nothing like Braddox, she could only imagine that the connection would be weak, and since her magic barely flowed through a good connection this would be all the worse, hell she didn't even know if it would work at all.
But that wasn't about to stop her. Green silently surged from her palms into the doll, flooding the cloth and stuffing and causing the minotaur fur stuck in it to waver as though underwater.
She breathed and doubled the input.