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Chapter 242 - 29.8 p͏a͏t͏r͏e͏o͏n͏.c͏o͏m͏/S͏t͏r͏a͏t͏o͏t͏h͏r͏a͏x͏A͏f͏t͏e͏r͏D͏a͏r͏k͏

Beside the bed the cupboard shivered, a tiny little gasping sound coming from within.

"P-prehsuming to th-thrust into m-mhe, ah!- j-just l-let m-meeee- do th-the m-moving!" moaned the queen, her hands limply clutching at Fey.

Fey couldn't help it, the sucking and slurping of the queen's womb on her dick was driving her mad, the queen's womb clearly wanted her inside and her body was responding, eager to breed a needy cunt. Her hips bucked once more and thrust into the suckling cervix and it spread in response, slipping wide, hungry to take her, to wrap around her length, to envelop her.

But despite her efforts she just didn't have a good angle and struggled to fully penetrate the queen.

"Y-you need to push y-yourself onto me-" groaned out Fey from behind gritted teeth, her spines arching as she strained.

"M-mimics- guh!- have ther ohwn w-whays!"

The queen's cervix rippled and then began to morph, a dozen fat little tentacles growing from the surface and then gripping down onto Fey's cock head using their suckers. The tentacles heaved back and the queen's cervix was forced to stretch wider, straining further and further, step by step, until the tentacles pushed the cervix over the rim with a lurch, sliding over the head and surrounding it, the suckered tentacles joining the tentacle tongues in exploring Fey's shape.

"Ahnd now I havfe room to- hnnf-" the queen rolled her hips and ground back down onto Fey, her hands holding onto the centaur, her fingers creating folds as she grasped at her flesh, gaining leverage to then shove herself down onto the enormous horse dick, her insides spreading around the thing. Her belly lurched outward further as her muff brutally slammed home against Fey's medial ring, nearly two foot of horse dick inside of her now, her belly tented out so obscenely far that it was pressing up into her motherly breasts, parting their softness.

The queen was one used to experimentation and the peak of things, but this, this was different.

She was made haggard by the strength of the orgasm that rolled over her body like a tsunami, a tsunami of fire. She had no rationality left to consider quite why this felt so utterly different than any carnal delight she had sampled before, her mind was only strobing lights and exploding sparks, every nerve ending in her lower body lit up with crackling lightning as her senses stepped beyond their limit causing her muscles to flutter and spasm, tensing, then tensing up HARD.

"Mnngghnnn-Ah-AHNNN-AIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!"

The mimic queen thrashed, her legs kicking out behind her, her vast thighs quivering like jelly as she shook and shuddered, gushing cups and cups of fem cum over Fey as her fat clit swelled larger yet, reaching two inches, rock hard with extreme arousal.

The nearby cupboard began to ripple as a squeal came from within, the wood bending and flexing and then changing, becoming pale skin, a leg spilling free, then a breast, the cupboard falling in on itself, morphing into a naked woman. Beside the quickly disappearing cupboard the chair was convulsing, the legs of the chair thickening and rounding, changing and becoming flesh, a plump dripping pussy appearing at the front of the seat as the wood ballooned outward.

Below the furniture legs and arms were pushing free from the planks of wood that made up the floor, dozens and dozens of them, in fact, everything in the room from the walls to the floor to every single piece of furniture and every single ornament no matter how small was showing flesh, swelling or shrinking, morphing in real time, dozens and dozens of breasts and arms and legs dangling from the ceiling as they spilt free, in every direction naked girls were appearing, their voices rising, lustful gasps and pleasured squeals filling the air, a building cacophony of noise.

Fey barely noticed, she was lost inside the queen, the intense sensation of her insides driving her mad with lust, causing her hips to thrust of their over volition, her medial ring ramming up against the queen's cunt over and over and over until the queen's ravenous puss took hold and sucked her inside with a loud and lurid SCHLURP! Such a powerful combination of suckling muscle and gripping tentacle that the queen found herself being dragged backwards by her own pussy, her fingernails leaving lines across Fey's barrel.

"Hnn gawwd, m-my bohdyyyy whantsss y-you t-too much!!" Wailed the queen as she came once more, spraying down Fey's barrel as her clit swelled an inch larger and rubbed against Fey's stomach, dragging across the sopping surface.

A drop of wet landed on Fey's nose causing her to flinch in surprise. Confused, she looked up, for the first time paying attention to what was happening to the room. Rows and rows of limbs and bodies and pussies were emerging from the ceiling, each pussy soaking wet, plump, and meaty, long gel-like strands of fem lube dangling from pink inner lips peeking from between swollen muffs, then coming down in a drizzling shower, drip drip dripping across Fey and the queen like a rain of femininity.

Wh-whats happening?" said Fey looking around in alarm as furniture became writhing squealing girls, fingers dipping into snatches, plunging in and out in and out until they were knuckle deep, moaning needily.

"It-its m-mhy connection as queen to my shubjects!" gasped the queen as she struggled to hump herself onto Fey, her powerful pussy now doing much of the work of dragging her back and forth, "It feeehls too gooood!! it's shpilling over! I c-cant control- ieeehtt!"

Above the bed, bodies had started to dangle down as the mimics that made up the ceiling lost control of their shapes and reverted to their true form. A naked rainbow haired girl slammed down on the huge bed beside Fey, legs already straight up in the air, one hand frantically rubbing over her clit as her other hand plunged in and out of her folds.

"Hnn what is happeningggg!" moaned the girl as her toes splayed in the air and she squirted explosively across the sheets.

As the queen's pleasure rose the other mimics reversion to their true forms only accelerated, everywhere Fey looked there were pleading girls frantically masturbating and squirting across each other, the room becoming warm with hazy hormonal heat, the smell of needy swollen pussies filling the air.

Fey yelped as more naked girls fell around her, the bed quickly becoming covered with bodies, the room becoming smaller as the mimics mimicking smaller objects grew in mass, mounds of stark naked masturbating girls spilling inward until they were heaping up against the bed, straining legs crisscrossing, many of the girls scissoring or fisting each other, thighs frantically entwined, toes curling, thighs quivering, mouths gasping.

The one who had first fell had another girl fall upon her.

"D-do meeee!" she wailed clutching at the girl. The mimic who had fallen blinked down at her, confused, then after a moment becoming excited with understanding. Her hand descended, stroking down her trim stomach, touching at her flesh a little above her clit.

She shuddered and clenched and after a moment a surge of flesh bulged out, a shaft sprouting that was flaccid but quickly stiffening as blood rushed in even as it grew larger, thicker, longer, until nearly a foot of human like dick protruded from above the mimic's puss.

The mimic who had first fell saw this and with a cry grabbed at the hermaphrodite mimic and pulled her between her thighs, a sigh slipping from her lips as the mimic penetrated her.

The mimics around saw this and like their nature implied copied the pair, girls growing lengths and falling on the others, the gasping cries growing into a cacophony as wet flesh began to slap over and over onto wet flesh, shapely rears humping down into glistening parted thighs.

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