Flora suddenly caught sight of them and a cackle of laughter exploded from her mouth.
"Are these little baby carrots really supposed to satisfy us? HAH!"
"I, uh, think that your expectations might have been a little bit skewed Flora," said Fey under her breath. Really, the men had perfectly reasonably sized penises for humans. It was just next to her…
She felt a slapping on her leg and looked down to see Taylor trying to get her attention.
"You know, if you felt like it you could help little old me with my milkiness." She lifted an eyebrow suggestively, a small smile curling the corner of her lip.
Fey looked her over, a short girl with wide hips, a cow tail flagging in the air as her legs shifted, a little rivulet of clear fluid running down her inner thigh from her swollen labia. Her extremely large breasts dangled over the wooden bar she was bent over, a pair of glass nozzles attached to each swollen nipple. She noted that the cowkin's eyes kept rather obviously darting under her barrel to where her suddenly expectant horse cock throbbed.
She could mount this cute little cowkin, rut her unlike anything she had ever imagined, open her eyes to what a real breeding was.
"But won't this courtesan union get mad at me? At you? I don't want to get you in trouble…"
Taylor flashed her a fierce grin. "I read the contract top to bottom, they only specified male or toy based stimulation, nothing about a female centaur with an enormous throbbing cock!"
Fey was already moving. With a grunt she reared up and her front legs slammed down on the frame around the cowkin making her yelp in surprise. Her cock stiffened and thumped up between Taylors legs, slapping her up the belly so hard it left a red mark in the shape of her dick, a hot quick cock kiss that lifted her up into the air before dropping her back down, a cup of hot precum splattering up the underside of her breasts.
Taylor gasped and jerked forward, desperately holding onto the wooden frame with a white knuckle grip, her breasts swaying violently back and forth.
Fey growled and lifted her hips back, aligning the tip of her thigh thick dick with the small girl's pussy, hiding it from view due to their sheer difference in size.
"H-hey slow down, I only meant h-heavy p-petting! Wait! You won't fit!"
Fey ignored her and the pressure just increased and increased, squashing her buttocks and thighs as she pressed in against the cowkin's core.
The centaur shoved forward and Taylor mewled as the intense pressure jumped dramatically, her pussy spreading so wide her insides were touching down on the rough tip of Fey's dick, smeared out by the sheer pressure being applied. Taylor gasped, her breath catching in her throat, the pressure was too much, she felt like she couldn't breathe, like a weird inverted constipated feeling but much much stronger.
She choked as Fey thrust against her, once, twice, and then on the third her pussy stretched impossibly wide and slipped around the edges of the broad head. The horse dick pushed inside, spreading her cunt in the most intense way, turning every stretched wide nerve cluster into a source of extreme pleasure. The huge press pushing deeper and deeper, parting her body, stretching her far beyond her limits.
Fey's hips kept going until the cowkin's belly tented out with her dick and crashed into the back of her enormous breasts, her stomach and pelvic floor muscles contracting desperately around Fey, squeezing on her length like a vice. This, of course, only exacerbated the pressure on Taylor's nerve clusters.
"GHNNNNGG!!"
The sound of fluid hitting the floor filled the air as a squirt of steaming girl cum sprinkled down from her sloppily contracting pussy, her love nub squeezed free from its hood as her labia stretched paper thin around the horse cock penetrating her,
Taylor barely had time to come to terms with the fact she was being fucked by a large centaur before Fey dragged back, a loud and obscene slurking queef filling the air as her pussy was forced to form and then break a vacuum around the massive penetration.
Fey's hips pulled back until only the head was inside of her, and then sawed back in with a rolling motion, thrusting her bulging belly out even further than before, parting her milky breasts.
At that moment the magical sensors in the milking nozzles detected that she was in a prime state to be milked and jerked to life. Not that her breasts needed much encouragement as milk exploded from her stiff erect nips, spraying so loudly against the glass that it was audible.
The nozzles suckled and slurped, jerking up and down on her nipples as they rhythmically pumped and drew more and more milk from the wailing cowkin. Fey was happy to keep them going by keeping the cowkin girl in a perfectly ravaged state.
However, the nozzles weren't quite prepared for the Fey effect. The needles on all the gauges of the nozzles immediately red lined and the glass swiftly went from transparent to an opaque white as they were entirely filled. What was more the transparent rubber tubing leading from them, now also white, bulged in girth, swelling in thickness as the sheer amount of milk being forced into them exceeded capacity. The milk charged down the tubing to one of the many glass tanks and hosed into it, hosed into it so fast that it sprayed against the other side of the tank, drumming against the glass, the milk line visibly rising as more and more and more poured into it at a stunning rate.
"AHn! Ahn! Ah! HAAAAGH FUUUUUCK- M-MY—AGH! HNYAA!"
*SCHLORK!* *SKLAK!* *SHLURK!*
Fey continued to relentlessly piston in and out of the cowkin who jerked back and forth on the milking frame like a helpless doll, her legs dangling and kicking at the air as she was lifted on the length. A floppy limbed cock sleeve for the centaur to use to relieve herself, helpless to do anything but be lost upon a sea of mind melting pleasure.
Fey's real-time ruination of the short cowkin had hardly gone unnoticed, everyone in the room sans Ellaria and Bessy were staring wide eyed at them.
"H-holy shit, is that actually happening, is she really taking all of that thing?!"
"She looks like she is losing her fucking mind, does it really feel that good?"
"Are you kidding? Look at her! When has any of the guys ever gotten that reaction out of any of you?"
"Not to mention the amount of milk she's producing, look the nozzles are redlining! They can't keep up!"
"Bullshit!"
"F-fuck, do you think she would do me? Imagine how it would feel to be that stuffed and stretched out with dick…"
"Gods I'm getting so fucking wet just watching-"
"Like one of the horses at the stables but-"
"The guys are kinda unimpressive now, okay really unimpressive-
"D-Do me! Do me next!
"No me!
The room descended into shouted arguments and desperate pleas as Taylor's bleated cries of ecstasy rose higher and higher, the horse dick tenting her belly pushing further and further between her breasts until the tummy covered shape of Feys dick was thrusting out from between her cleavage in front of her, the cowkin well and truly turned into a living cocksleeve.
One of the men seemed to be getting increasingly agitated as he looked around at the desperately pleading girls all with eyes for Fey and flatly ignoring the excessively oiled guys.
Having had enough the man strode toward Fey and rose a hand to catch her attention.
"Excuse me! Excuse me! Just what is that you think you are doing? You are not part of the courtesans union, you are breaking the rules by copulating with one of our clients!"
The effect was slightly spoiled by the boos and jeers of the girls.
Fey ignored him, continuing to thrust and saw into her living cock sleeve.
"N-nearly there," she groaned.
"I will call the city guard if you do not immediately-"
"Hnngawwwwd!" groaned Fey as her hips suddenly slammed home, her entire body stiffening up as she came.
"HHHAAAHHHhhhh... HHHAahhh... Hhnnnnn...AaaAAAHHHhhhh!!!!!" screamed the cowkin.
Taylor's belly immediately blimped outward, ballooning in size as piping hot horse spunt sprayed into her womb, blasting her most sacred place with thick white cum that flooded and multi inseminated her eggs and instantly induced a state of hyper hormonalness. The flood of milk hosing from her breasts doubled and then doubled again, the tubes swelling and making a creaking sound of rubber in distress. Milk entered the glass tank, the stream so strong that it sprayed across to the other side in a horizontal line before shooting off in every direction.
Meanwhile, Taylor's tummy had grown massively, surging outward in bursts as it rapidly filled the milking frame and then spilt between the gaps.
The man backed away in disbelief as the cowkin grew until she was filling the space underneath Fey and pressing up into her barrel.
Perhaps fortunately for the structural integrity of the room it wasn't long before Fey's powerful ejaculations came to an end, her previous sessions with Tami and Ellaria had well and truly reduced her output for the time being. As it was her back hooves just started to lift into the air as the milking frame broke apart and the last spurt of horse semen left her length to join the rest in the cowkin's stretched out womb.
"H-how?!" said the man stumbling back in disbelief, "Y-you can't, this makes no sense, you can't just fill a girl with that much cum! H-how can our business compete with that?!"
Fey remained silent as she pulled back from the gabbling senseless Taylor, her still rock hard three and a half feet pulling free of the cowkin's reddened gaped cunt with one final wet sloppy shlurking sound, a slurry of cum coming with it.
"You don't compete, you watch helplessly, ashamed, as I take your girls and open their eyes to a new world of pleasure, moulding them to me so that you can never hope to satisfy them again."
The man was forced to step back as Fey moved to the next cowkin in the row of miking frames, her broad cowkin hips thrusting at the air, her tail flagging up as she mewled to be taken by the dominating centaur.
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Bessy was pouring furiously over the ridiculously long contract that Ellaria had written out, a myriad maze of clauses and sub clauses and nested back-linked footnotes, it was truly a terror of the written word.
A flustered Melly grabbed Ellaria's arm and frantically whispered, "I hope you know what you are doing, you do know what kind of a situation you've gotten yourself into right?"
"Yes, Bessy here wants to get at my bandmates' milk."
"That's the least of it, the whole goddamned dairy union is going to be coming for you! You're literally the only source of platinum grade milk on the planet!"
"I had surmised as much. I have no intention of my band becoming pseudo slaves for some monopolistic greedy union. While we are in Bine I will offer our services as we are in financial need, but this will be only a temporary arrangement. Once we leave the city we will no longer be under any form of contractual obligation."
"She'll never sign something like that," hissed back Melly.
Ellaria lazily glanced over to Bessy who had just finished signing her name to the contract, a pleased look on her face.
"H-how?"
"I'm a band captain Melly, I eat, breathe, and shit contracts. Every two bit idiot from here to the sea tries to cheat adventurers out of their hard graft, no captain lasts long that can't deal dirty."
"Gods," said Melly running her fingers through her hair, "The Dairy union isn't something you can just cross Ellaria, they will send people after you, bad people, they won't care about breaking any law, platinum grade is worth the risk."
"Did you know that there is only one single organization with offices in every single town and city in the world? An organization that has more reach than any church or any government? An organization that has diffused itself so completely into the public's consciousness that people don't even notice that it has by far the largest military force in the world as well as counting many of the most powerful mages and warriors alive today amongst its ranks."
"Wh-what, what are you saying? There isn't anything like that, that's insane! No way would that exist."