She continued to slowly sink down, but then despite her inner turmoil, she slowed and came to a stop, the eggs sheer size preventing her from going further, it was just too big.
Obviously, this was the point where she would stop, simply stand up and allow her gaped wide pussy to slowly close, a vast terrible emptiness inside left unsatisfied.
Instead, the noble elegant elf started bouncing up and down, rising then dropping inches, her perfect pussy stretched thin and tight around the massive object, her cute little clit peeking out from its hood as the hood was stretched across the huge diameter of the egg. With each bounce she could feel her cervix dilating, the opening kissing at the smooth arc of the egg, eager, voracious.
"Hnnnnnghgghh!
Her bouncing accelerated, becoming harder, more frantic. A spray of high-pressure fluid burst from her hyper stretched lower lips, the droplets going in every direction, liquid splashing over her legs.
"Godssdammmit g-get inside before anyone n-notices meee!" she managed to squeak out between breathy gasps, sweat breaking out over her clear skin as she strained to her absolute limits.
Then, with a sudden lurch, her cervix loosened, gaped, and the massive egg penetrated her womb and was sucked entirely inside. Instantly filling it to capacity and then stretching it hugely, her belly ballooned outward in one lunge, perfect smooth stomach becoming rounded as though six months pregnant as her shapely rear slammed home on the grass, her pussy quickly closing up, happy and pleased that it had succeeded in taking the massive object.
She slapped her hands over her mouth and screamed full throatedly into her fingers, eyes rolling up as her eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings.
Her pussy now no longer strained around the massive object squirted like a stoved in barrel, a long powerful hose of liquid that rose up into the air at a 130 degree angle, reaching a dozen feet and splashing down on top of Flora's shrinking pregnancy, the elf's thrashing and twitching drawing lines across Flora's belly until it splashed across her pussy where yet another egg was being birthed, the additional lubricant making it slop out on a rush.
At last Ellaria's thighs stopped wobbling and her almost painfully curled toes relaxed.
She slumped on the ground and curled around the bulge in her belly, fingers caressing it.
"Your mine now," she breathed shakily. She could almost hear her womb agreeing, happy to have this head start on the massive amount of eggs it was to grow. "And you feel fucking amazing…"
Ellaria knew one thing, she was Determined to be the biggest both when Fey and her first had sex for real and later when her mutli-pregnancy came to fruition.
"Oh, g-gawddd fucking elf!" wailed Flora as eggs plopped free at twice the speed they had been. The elf's perfect lubricant acting like a super charger on Flora's birth. Her pussy barely had time to contract from its massive stretched out gape before the next egg was being pushed out.
The teddy bears below were struggling to keep up, no sooner having caught and stacked one egg before the next and the next fell, it was quickly getting out of control as one teddy bear was flattened by an egg. It didn't help that the teddybears were soaked through, the monsoon of Flora's constant ejaculations making them sticky wet with juices, their motions slowing as another tried to catch an egg on their own and was squished.
The battle continued until Flora's reddened abused cunt was at head height and then she was descending toward the ground until her diminutive short stack body was rounded with one last egg. Her fingers and toes curled through the grass as she raised her rear in the air and with one last pleasured scream the egg was forced from ther womb by her powerful contractions.
Flora flopped on the grass, eyes closed tight only able to breathe, her whole body tingling with static electricity, feeling as though she had just run a marathon. Everything was buzzing, from her fingers to her toes to her deepest insides, her femininity breathing the most desperate sigh of relief at having finished its quest to reproduce.
After a moment a teddy bear with a scarf stopped beside her head. He leaned down and prodded her cheek with one of his blunt paws, then he smeared her cheek and her lip was stretched to the side.
"Gerrrof me you teddybear fuckhead," groaned out FLora.
With difficulty she lifted her head, then laboriously, as through hiking up a vertical mountain, she began to rise, trembly shaky legs moving beneath her then pushing down. She got about half way and then had to stop, her enormous breasts holding her from going any further, their weight simply too great. Which was somewhat inevitable considering they were several time the size of her entire body, each.
After tugging once, twice, and deciding that no she in fact was not strong enough to lift such a ludicrous amount of breast flesh the gnome raised her hands and they rose into the air telekinetically, each breast carried by an invisible force.
Fey had full view of the gnome standing with her back to her completely on her own strength (sans breasts) for the first time since she had become hugely gravid, legs spread wide hands on hips.
She looked… healthy.
The gnomes pink hair was glossier and shiner than Fey could ever remember, her flesh tinged pink with a raw healthy glow, almost wild, nor could Fey remember the gnome ever being quite this curvy, her narrow hips flaring out from her waist in aesthetic racing curves, joining with the enticing sweep of her THICK curving thighs.
Motherhood had apparently been extremely kind to the gnome, no, not just extremely kind, extremely beneficial, the stupendous amount of hormones racing throughout her body forcing it to shape up, become a better broodmare, more focused on fucking and birthing and raising young.
Flora had graduated from short stack to elite short stack, the thickest gnome around.
She turned, with difficulty as her ludicrously large breasts brushed the ground, each massive thing swollen and heavy with milk, each stiff fist sized nipple leaking rivulets down the curving underside of each breast, occasionally spritzing white into the air.
Of course, compared to the huge fifteen foot tall stack of eggs next to the gnome they almost seemed inadequate, not enough to feed the huge number of lives that would eventually hatch, in fact Fey was sure the gnome needed to be larger, her body had done an incredible job… but it wasn't enough.
Her gaze moved up to the gnome's face. This too had been affected by her pregnancy. Fey hadn't truly noticed how she was changing the change had been so gradual, but now it was at its peak and she could see that pink hearty glow in her cheeks, skin clear and nourished, her eyes shining bright with vigour, ready to get physical and rough, her expression one just barely disguising her hidden lust.
Much like her name the gnome had bloomed.
But then Flora blinked and a hand dipped behind her breasts and felt across her trim flat stomach. She swallowed quietly, her body was already more than ready for her next pregnancy, her ovaries unbelievably ripe and expectant, her greedy womb ravenous for more.
"W-wow, I feel so fucking empty now. It's weird, like there's a really really really big hole in me that needs filling."
"Erm, well you did just give birth to-," Fey glanced at the mountain of eggs and quickly gave up hope counting them all "- a lot of eggs. You're probably very used to being stretched out, and now your, uh, not."
"Hmm," said Flora looking down at herself, her lips pressed together. "Well, the solution to that is obvious, you've got to fuck me full of cum again!"
She turned around and bent over, breasts spilling across the ground. Then she slipped her hands between her bubble but and spread herself wide. Not that she really needed to, her cunt was more gaped than any Fey had seen before, slowly closing up but utterly ravaged. In fact as she spread her self wide her cervix partly prolapsed before being quickly pulled back inside by her powerful internal musculature, the pucker of the thing gaping and gasping at the air.
"What! You can't just fuck her again after she had all that! That's not fair!" Shouted Octavia.
She scrambled from beneath Fey and raced over to Flora, hopping out of her shorts as she went then bending over, hands spreading her buttocks to expose her drooling pink snatch, a long gel like line of clear fluid snapping and falling to the grass as she perked her rear into the air.
"Erm, I'm not-"
Lily raced up beside Octavia and much more meekly bent over and spread herself showing her petite little pussy, giving Fey an adorable pleading look over her shoulder, lip wobbling.
Fey sighed. "Really guys I'm not just-
The sound of eggs clattering came from the side and a small figure, even smaller than Lily, bounced down the mountain of eggs and raced across the ground. They then got in the line next to the others and bent over, their wide hips perked up in the air, tail flagging, puffy pink lower lips exposed, lips surrounded by white scales.
The tiny lizard girl gave a very broad sharp-toothed smiled from over shoulder.
"Me too! Fill me with awesome lovely eggs too! Please my godess!"
Flora paused. "...Who the hell is that?"