"Hmpph, sure." said Nicole "Look she's already done, let's go find Maxine and see if she can remove the collar she put on."
"N-need m-m-moreee!!!" wailed Fey as she pulled out of the last maid in the row with a spatter of horse cum.
A dozen maids were left bent over the dining table, their reddened pussies hanging open, cervixes visible, made ruin, never able to be satisfied by a normal male again.
"Then come with us, we're going to find the head maid, she should be able to remove the collar."
"Y-Y-YEEEEES c-coommme with ussss," said Katty, her knees turned inward as she hugged her wobbling, shaking belly, fluids continuing to shower from her snatch as the bottle in her womb stirred up her insides.
Fey licked her lips.
"More pussy?"
The two maids didn't answer but turned toward the doorway, Katty on extremely wobbly shaky legs. Fey could do nothing but follow.
They wandered into the next room and then the next where a rabbitkin was busily rearranging the furniture around lady Alexandria's thigh, checking to see if it matched the new purple scaled aesthetic of the room, her hand cupping her chin as she judged the look.
She turned hearing a clopping sound and her rabbit ears went stiff as she saw who was entering, two heavily pregnant maids and an… eight and a half foot tall centaur girl… with a frighteningly huge dick?
It took her a moment to realise who she was in the presence of.
"Uhm, h-hiya! I'm a b-big fan! I- I don't know if you know b-but there is this newsletter that was being passed around and I may have gotten more than a little into it and uhm- c-could I maybe get your a-autograph and maybe s-something m-mor-
"PUSSY!" cried Fey
"Wh-what?"
Fey charged forward and the rabbitkin yelped, falling backwards onto a sofa. She grabbed the girl, ripping her dress entirely away from her body in one overpowered motion leaving her in only her undergarments and stockings.
She then bent her over the back of the sofa.
"This is so s-sudden I don't know if I can- I- I-... oh fuck it- Do meeeee FEEEYYYY! Just like the storieessss!"
The rabbitkin thrust her rear into the air presenting herself for her stallion. Fey obliged and thrust into her, shredding apart her silk panties as the rabbitkin was instantly filled with horse cock.
"OH g-godS! IT's so BiiiiiiGGGGGG-EEAAAA!!!"
Katty and Nicole took hold of her hands as she was roughly bred, pressing her palms against their cum bellies as if to assure her that she would be like them too soon.
Fey's taut balls crashed against the girl's thighs again and again until she rapidly peaked, requiring far less than normal to reach such a state.
"Fill meee Fill mEMEEE!!!"
The rabbitkin cried out as her belly expanded and drooped over the back of the sofa, a soft wobbling mass that pressed against Katty and Nicole's own cum bellies.
She looked like she was going to continue to expand but the collar flashed and once more Fey found her balls damned, her flood kept behind an impenetrable wall.
Fey pulled back, ripping free from the girl's pussy in a shower of juices and allowing her to slump down onto the sofa.
"Ohh my gawwd that was fucking incredible! I've never orgasmed so hard in my entire freaking life, not even close! Hey, can I get your autograph? The other maids in the dorm are going to lose their minds with jealousy when I tell them about this! Holy shit, am I going to be this sensitive forever? Furrrrk, next newsletter session is going to be intense."
"I think she, uhnnfff, might have other things, ahnnn, on her mind," said Katty watching Fey dart around the room looking for more girls to penetrate as her own cum belly rippled with the still working bottle.
She got her arm under the rabbitkin's armpit and helped her rise, her stocking covered legs turned inward, a fat line of cum slowly oozing groundward, her stocking clad toes scrunching in a puddle of horse cum.
The rabbitkin paused suddenly. "Hey, as much as I love this sensation… isn't there supposed to be like, more? You know, I don't remember any of the girls in the stories being able to actually stand afterwards on their own… So was that part not true?"
"She can't cum Phoebe, the head maid capped her balls. What you just experienced I'm pretty sure wasn't the real deal, just a diluted shadow," said Nicole.
"S-so are you saying it gets… better than that?"
"Mhmm. Hard to imagine right?"
"Th-that's why we're on a q-quest to, uhnfff, uncap her b-balls, so she can properly fuck us s-silly."
The three of them watched the panicked centaur skittering around the room looking for fresh pussy, imagining her being truly unleashed on their bodies.
"Uhm... Fey it's this way."
Fey turned, an almost animalistic look in her eye. Katty did feel a little bad, the centaur was clearly in a lot of distress and in dire need. Well, the cure for that was removing the collar… and then Fey could fuck her into to ground, Ahem.
Katty and Nicole and with Phoebe held up between them moved into the next room, empty, and then the next, a vast kitchen. Fey stalked in their wake, eyes scanning the rooms, searching for prey.
A giant purple foot had been shoved through the wall in the kitchen, the heel inside a fireplace. Not that the owner seemed to mind, the flames simply washed off the scales, completely flameproof.
The people working there minded slightly more and a muscular minotaur chef bellowed angrily as maids were sent scattering, desperately trying to salvage ingredients and cooking implements from the destruction. Even here the hormonal fog drifted through the air.
"Get your miserable asses into gear and save my goddamn kitchen you miserable useless pig souled sows!!" he practically screamed, spittle flecking from his mouth.
The maids flinched and hurried under his words, their motions becoming frantic.
The minotaur glared around to see that they were doing as he commanded then stormed off into the pantry as the sound of breaking glass came from within.
"What was that?! What did you doooo!"
One of the maids, a squirrelkin, on the edge desperately trying to gather up a crate of half crushed potatoes paused as she spotted Katty and Nicole and the rabbitkin arriving.
She hurried over.
"Are you insane? Chef Viktor will lose his mind if he sees you! He's worse than ever! He's started spanking anyone who defies him!.... What the hell have you done to your stomachs?"
"Olivia, you were the one who gave me those newsletters right?" said Phoebe.
"... Yes? I mean, they weren't easy to get a hold of, they are seriously in demand right now, I had to practically fight off the other girls to get my hands on them, and, hangon did you get them wet again? I told you to be careful when masturbating under the covers! Oh and just so you know, we can all hear you. You moan like a whore in heat when you're reading that stuff!"
The rabbitkin blushed deep crimson and glanced guiltily at Katty and Nicole.
"It's not that, and p-please could you not talk so- so openly about that stuff!"
The squirrelkin put her hands on her hips, bushy tail waving behind her. "Then what is it?"
The rabbitkin's eyes darted to the side as Fey trotted in behind them.
Olivia's eyes went very round.
"Th-that's, there's no way, this is some elaborate joke right? There's no way that centaur is real?"
The rabbitkin slapped her belly sending broad ripples washing across its surface and causing her belly button to suddenly pop from an innie to an outie.
"One hundred percent the real deal and-
Fey shoved the rabbit kin aside with a growl and loomed over Olivia.
"Bend over. Now."
The girl eeped, her lip trembling, but she turned and leaned over the nearest counter, hands shaking as they dipped down to her skirt, grabbed handfuls, slipped, dropping the cloth, then frantically took hold again and hurriedly hiked the skirt up over her hips presenting herself for the object of her more lurid dreams.
Fey's hooves slammed down on the counter as she thrust into the maid her belly bulging outward across the surface and knocking off plates and cutlery with a crash, her twenty eight inch balls slapping against the girl's rear knocking her legs out from under her, feet kicking desperately at the tile floor and leaving her suspended partly on horse cock. Olivia howled as her maid uniform began to tear apart.
The noise attracted some of the other maids who paused in their work to see what was happening, whispering broke out, eyes going from cock to the pregnant looking bellies of the other maids then alarm as the bent over squirrelkin screamed and her belly began to expand.
The rabbitkin stepped forward and drew their attention. "I know I'm not the only one who read that newsletter. You want to make it real, to look like me?" she slapped her belly again.
The maids eyed her in shock. Then a girl hesitantly stepped forward, then another.
Fey without hesitation grabbed for them as she finished with Olivia, throwing one over the counter and tearing her skirt off, already pushing into her as she lifted another maid up to her head, spreading her legs and putting her head between her thighs.
She pushed her tongue inside the girl's pussy as her lower half humped, tongue fucking the one she held as frantically as she humped. She was rewarded with a squeal and the girl's puss clamping down on her tongue even as she ejaculated into the maid below.
She didn't waste any time shoving the cumflated maid aside and slamming the maid she held down on the counter swiftly penetrating her too.
She got into a rhythm, grabbing up one girl to tongue fuck, preparing her, even as she thrust into a girl below her. Girl after girl was left gaped and cumflated atop the counter, weak legs dangling limp over the edge on their back or front, cum drooling from their gaped wide cunts.
Unfortunately the noise soon brought back the chef, the hugely muscular minotaur charging into the kitchen with a bellow. Eyes furious.
"By the tribes! What in the abyss do you think you are doing?!"
He stormed toward the ten or so cumflatd girls flopped over the counter, and more importantly, Fey.
Fey didn't notice, she was busy with her eyes closed, concentrating fiercely as she pistoned into the last of the maids.
When the minotaur's huge fist wrapped around the hand of the girl she was thrusting into and tried to drag her away however she did take note.
Her eyes opened and stared at the minotaur who dared to interfere with her breeding.
He was a large minotaur, somehow larger, taller, and more muscular than Bradox, muscle bulging across his frame to an incredible degree, like an overwrought prize bull. A sword was on his hip despite the chef's uniform he wore, chefs hat perched between horns. It seemed somehow in keeping with Lady Alexandria's philosophy that her chef should be a powerful warrior as well as a preparer of her food.
The minotaur didn't notice her looking down on him as he bellowed into the penetrated maid's terrified face.
"Get the fuck out from beneath this horse whore and do your damned job! So help me god I'm going to slap you silly you stupid-"
A hand snapped out and wrapped around the minotaur's neck, the arm behind it as unbending as solid steel.
The minotaur struggled for a moment trying to casually brush the 'non-warrior's hand away, as someone comfortable in their own incredible strength.
He was surprised then, when he found he could not remove the hand from around his neck.
He wrapped both arms around Fey's forearm and hauled on her, twisting his torso and leaning in with all his might and muscle.
Fey didn't move in the slightest, not an inch, it was as though a wet behind the ears kitten was trying to move her.
"What trickery is this?!"
She didn't reply, instead, she merely raised her arm. The minotaur slowly lifted into the air, hooves leaving the ground, dangling, his entire huge body suspended from Fey's slender arm.
"You touched my girl. You will regret that."