Wummy, after getting agreement from Vivi, had surged tentacles from Vivi's pussy and dipped into the mouse girl, spreading her pussy wide so that a half dozen of the things could plunge in and out of her gaped hole, pumping the loudly complaining and squealing mouse girl of horse cum and sucking it into Vivi's rapidly expanding belly so that Wummy could slowly absorb the substance overnight.
Fey had fallen asleep watching Vivi atop a huge cum belly, the surface moving with bumps as Wummy rolled around excitedly in her womb, eating her prize.
Now it was morning and the full regret of demolishing the inn was making itself known, that and Octavia being annoying. Fey's annoyance with the mouse girl was interrupted however by a strange artificial beeping sound that pierced the forest glade. Octavia and Fey blinked at each other before turning to where Flora slept.
The gnome had grown… a lot... overnight it appeared. Her pregnancy seemed to jump in size in on and off cycles, and last night had been a particularly massive surge in growth. Her pregnant belly was now fifteen feet across, a vast dome of taut skin and heavy motherly gravidity.
Her breasts had surged in size also, desperately trying to keep up with her pregnancy the straining things were so taut and fat with milk that they were leaking down her belly in streams and occasionally spritzing milk as Flora moved. Each nipple was larger than the size of a fist, pink and angry with the strain of holding back so much liquid.
As usual the gnome's tent was being used as a blanket, a small square of cloth at the top of the vast pale sphere that was Flora. A gnome's tent was small normally, on top of Flora it looked utterly absurd, just a square that hid her body making it appear as if there truly was just a random skin colored sphere in the middle of the glade.
The edge of the cloth moved as the waking gnome blew out a breath and let out a tired groan. After a little bit of a struggle she managed to pull the tent blanket back and gazed upon her newly grown body.
"Wh-what the hell…"
Fey waved up at her. "Uhm, Flora is that your new magic thing?"
Flora squinted down in confusion at Fey but then seemed to realise that the muffled beeping was coming from her body. She turned to her breasts and awkwardly slipped an arm into her arm enveloping cleavage and scrabbled around. After a moment the glowing rectangle was produced, the sound even louder now that it was no longer muffled by her expansive chest.
She stared at the rectangle blearily, unsure what it was that she was looking at.
"This is the most terrible music I've ever heard, it's all annoying beeps!" said Octavia turning her head as she looked up, one large mouse ear scraping along Fey's shaft.
"It probably isn't music dummy, it's… an alarm for something, something bad? It looks different to how it looks when music is playing anyway. Uhmm." She hesitantly tapped the screen and the beeping sound cut off. "There. No need to panic children." She rolled her eyes at the two looking up at her with nervous expressions. After a moment she flicked off the rest of the gnome tent and sent it over the side of her belly.
She watched it flutter down to the grass.
"Kind of a ways down... I've gotten pretty fucking preggers huh..."
The gnome was stark naked of course. When it had been pointed out to her that she was naked the night before she had pointed out that sleeping in a tent naked was a perfectly fine and appropriate and normal thing to do. When it had been pointed out in return that she was only partially inside the tent and her breasts and belly were fully outside she had pointed out that this was clearly the tentmaker's fault for not making a large enough tent and none of her concern.
The gnome stretched her arms over her head and cracked her knuckles, the glowing rectangle once more slipping between her vast cleavage. Then she lifted her hands, fingers rolling, and her enormity began to rise into the air, cupped and lifted by her telekinesis.
"Say, you uh, don't think I will end up like that do you?" said Octavia looking up as the fifteen foot sphere of pregnancy rotated around. She swallowed and her rear squirmed unconsciously against Fey, a hand dipping down to tug at her shorts which were getting wetter by the moment.
Flora shifted comfortably atop her glorious throne of a pregnancy and looked down at the mouse girl.
"Most likely you will be very very pregnant yes, although you won't be as big and massive and awesome and satisfied and mothe- and moth- and- and-"
Flora frowned and rolled her hips.
"And what? And what?"
"Is something wrong Flora?" said Fey suddenly wary of the gnomes expression.
"It's- something feels off, flushed, hot, wet. Wow, I'm like crazy wet right now."
The gnomes body had been rotating and as her rear came into view Fey had a clear sight of her pussy, her pussy which was currently flooding with clear slightly sticky fluid, a wash of the stuff rolling down her belly to spat spatter onto the grass below, a shocking amount of aroused feminine lubricant
"Erm, you're uh, leaking a little bit Flo."
"Nonsense. I'm not even turned on! Well, maybe a little bit…"
She twisted her torso and tried to peer back down over her body. Unfortunately her bubble butt obscured her view of pretty much everything and she could only vaguely move her legs around, her knees pushing into and indenting her pregnant belly slightly.
"There is this weird pressure though I-"
Her eyes suddenly went wide and her pussy convulsed, her sloppy lower lips suckling madly at the air, her enormous breasts openly spraying copious amounts of milk in every direction. She cried out, voice a half moan half scream as her legs frantically drummed against her pregnancy.
"It- it's coming ouuuttt!"
"What what's coming out Flo?!"
"The egggsss hnnnfggghh!"
Flora crashed down to earth with a boom as she lost control of her powers and Fey and Octavia were given a front-row seat to her pussy lips being stretched into an obscene O shape by something white glossy and flecked with metallic pink. A giant egg slowly pushed the gnome's pussy wider and wider, her enflamed pink lips becoming paper thin and pale as it gradually pushed free.
"N-nooo! Stay inside!" mewled Flora, her heels crashing against the egg as she tried to push it back into herself, to no avail however as her powerful pussy muscles convulsed and strained and her legs were forcefully pushed apart as the huge egg suddenly lurched free leaving her cunt gaped wide open, a trembling fluttering pink cavern clutching at the air.
The egg wobbled a moment atop her belly and then began to sliiiide down the smooth arcing curve.
Fey's eyes shot wide, that was her offspring that was about to get shattered!
"Flora! Stop the egg!"
"Hnnnn god here comes moarrrr!" wailed Flora lost in her own world.
"Ella! Help! anyone!" cried Fey desperately trying to roll over. No one was going to make it in time.
So, she had to do this herself.
With an explosive grunt of strength she ripped herself up from the ground and landed on her hooves. Octavia only had a moment to gawp before she was bodily catapulted a dozen feet into the air, arms and legs windmilling before she slammed into the ground.
In one leap Fey darted forward and managed to catch the egg before it landed, cradling it against her chest. She let out a sigh of relief.
Ellaria burst from her tent, stark naked, a pair of fireballs in each hand
"Where's the attack! Who-"