Random futa things

by Jokiba

Just as the title says pure smut

95. A Good Wife's Gift

A Good Wife's Gift

MisterretsiM

Summary:

Zofia, a hyper futanari, leans that her husband has a cuckolding kink, and decides to indulge him. A commission for Jvasskicker

Notes:

Got the first chapter of a new commission here. As you can tell by the tags and the description, this story will feature cuckolding - but of the consensual nature. Which is a first for me, I believe. So, you can expect a lot of normal cuck story tropes and scenes, but you know, with more self-awareness of whatever. Lots of big sizes in this one, along with another first - Hyper Pregnancy! Hopefully y'all like it!

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Chapter 1: Zofia Leans The Truth

Chapter Text

A whistle's shrill cry pierced the air.

Kicking feet splashed chlorine-tinged liquid and angled arms sliced through the rippled surface. Goggle-dressed faces rose and dipped. Mouths gasped and inhaled. Bodies turned and twisted in parallel lines. Blue-caps and darker one-piece swimming suits sheened with water. Droplets from the pool splattered splotches across the white-tiled floor, puddles coating its edges. The Sun sat half-covered by graying clouds high in the sky, casting a large shadow over the school.

"Alright ladies, that's enough!" A stern, commanding voice yelled out from the edge of the pool, the plastic red whistle hovering in front of a pair of thin lips, "Gather around me!"

Large orange eyes stared down at the teenagers swimming laps through the water. One by one the athletes completed their sets and heeded their coach's call, making their way to the wall she stood above, lifting their goggles and wiping the chemical-infused fluid from their eyes. The group of eighteen-year old, Senior-Varsity swim team members gathered around their instructor, treading water as they looked up at her, wondering why she stopped them in the middle of practice. It wasn't until the last of them had joined the rest that she addressed the athletes.

"Well girls it looks like it might rain," she took a minute to glance up at the murky sky, holding a clipboard over her face to shield her vision from the rays of the sun, lifting up her set of blue-bangs as she did, "and I don't want any of you to get sick. So I'm gonna call it here."

"Are you sure Mrs. Zachary?" A tall, slender redhead asked, trying to look at her coach's face and nowhere else, "We have a meet in a week!"

"That's exactly why Christine. I don't want any of you to miss it because we trained in the cold."

She smiled down at her group.

"Besides, you've all been working hard and you deserve a break. So go get showered and changed, and have a nice early start to your weekend!"

A chorus of 'thank yous' and "you toos" were shouted back at her. Zofia Z. Zachary, coach of the Senior-Varsity swim team waved a hand at her students and took a step back, giving them ample space to pull themselves from the icy embrace of the pool. She waited and watched as they grabbed their things – towels and water bottles – and beelined for the locker room, chatting excitedly about their days off; she shook her head and adjusted her top, a teal and turquoise jacket that covered her own one-piece swimsuit. Ah, to be young again.

Once her team had finished shuffling into the locker room Zofia gathered up her own things and followed them, closing and locking the door to the pool area behind her. Walking straight to her office as to not be tempted to ogle her students – her swimsuit stretched the brim as it was – she made sure to remind them not to dilly-dally with a quick shout as she passed, only shutting the door to her office when she heard another round of affirmations spoken back to her.

Throwing her clipboard and whistle onto her desk, she carefully sat down in her office chair, spreading her legs as she did.

Checking the window to her small room first to make sure she wasn't needed for anything, Zofia reached towards her crotch and pulled at her swimsuit, yanking the restrictive material away from her most prominent of features. Despite being a normal woman in most aspects – lithe, feminine, a bit short – there was a part of her that was decidedly not normal to find on the fairer sex, and that was what was hanging from her groin. Distressing the front of her one-piece was an absolutely enormous set of bulges that protruded past the sides of her slender legs and dropped down to her ankles, practically resting on the tops of her tiny feet.

Zofia was a futanari, and a particularly blessed one at that.

Fairly rare in society as it was, futanari – a sex of humanity that possessed both sets of genitalia – were always a sight to behold, and that was true even more so in Zofia's case. With a dick longer than half of her height and nearly as thick as her waist, it was impossible for it to not be displayed prominently against whatever she wore, even her flowy, long dresses distending at the front. The outline of her member could be made out perfectly through the fabric of her swimsuit, from the base of her shaft down to the flared, mushroom-shaped protuberance of her glans, hints of the massive arteries that marbled its incredible length visible as well. And all of this was tucked above the second part of her gigantic package.

Weighing more than she did and probably as wide as she was tall was her testicles, the humongous orbs taking up the majority of the space below her crotch. They stuck out farther than the span of her shoulders, two of her standing side by side maybe the same width as her preposterous cum factories; despite their unnatural heft and size, Zofia had little trouble carrying them around every day, most of the problems they caused her coming from finding pants that fit, sitting down, and walking through doorways . At the moment they were hovering a few inches above the floor, resting heavily against her legs and her bare, dainty feet.

Though she was swinging around a mass of monstrous meat that was bigger than most people were, Zofia didn't let it affect her life. She was a married futa, a respected teacher and swim coach, and an all around normal citizen. Sure, she got looks wherever she went – open-mouthed ogles and hushed whispers following her when she was in public – but so did a lot of people for a lot of many different reasons. So she didn't let it bother her! Others who were around her enough like her swim team and students got used to the presence of her prolific package quickly, and it was rarely an issue after that. Still, that didn't stop her from catching sideways-glances and not-so-discrete gawking aimed in her direction, but she'd learned to ignore them long ago.

Sighing and stretching her limbs, she reached into her desk drawer and pulled out her phone.

Flipping through her contacts, she searched for a name that would be able to pick her up from the school; one of the other issues she faced being so insanely well-endowed was that she couldn't drive, her balls liable to push the pedal to the metal themselves . This made her reliant on the aid of people she knew or ride-shares to ferry her to work and back - though she tended to avoid the latter for obvious reasons. Knowing her husband was still at work she went for the person she knew she could rely on most besides him - his mother Maya. Shooting her a quick text message requesting to be picked up, Zofia threw her phone back down and stared through her office-door window, watching her students trickle out one by one.

Even after the locker room had been depleted of teenage bodies and Zofia had received a response from her mother-in-law that she was on her way, she didn't bother to change from her swimsuit. Just undressing was an arduous task in itself, having to unpeel her specially-tailored clothing from her extreme endowment a lengthy process on its own, while getting dressed again was a whole nother issue; she had to wake up early every morning just to give herself enough time to be presentable on top of everything else! Instead, Zofia used this free time to go over a few papers and input some grades in her computer, before turning off all the lights and locking up, making sure everything was in proper order.

Zofia walked to the parking lot when she was finished, getting there at the exact moment Maya arrived in an old minivan that she must have had since her son was in school. Waving at her, Zofia pulled open the passenger-side door and climbed in, maneuvering her balls into the footwell and holding her duffel bag of clothing and work things on her lap; Maya smiled and waited for her futanari daughter-in-law to get adjusted and close the door before veering out of the high school. Zofia turned and smiled at her once she had settled in.

"Thanks as always Maya, I appreciate you coming to get me. I know it's a hassle."

"Oh you know it's no problem at all, dear!" The older woman brushed a strand of graying, sandy-brown hair from her face to look over at her son's wife from behind a pair of small, rounded glasses, "It's not your fault you can't drive!"

The older woman slyly copped a glance at Zofia's package, her eyes widening and tongue poking out of her mouth a bit at the sight of it, which the futa noticed right away; she didn't blame Maya for doing so, having done the same to her husband's mother plenty of times. Because Maya was stacked ! It was amazing to Zofia that she could drive at all , considering how over-proportioned she was - albeit in a different way than she herself was. More than half a foot taller than Zofia was, Maya still managed to be all ass and tits, possessing one of the most obscene, ridiculous hourglass figures the futa had ever seen!

Maya's breasts pushed out her thin t-shirt all the way to the steering wheel, the older woman having to reach around her own bust to reach it; though her shirt wasn't designed to display such a thing, an absolutely incredible valley of cleavage had formed under her pointed chin, the milky globes fighting for any space they could in the comparatively miniscule top. Her massive tits covered the rest of her torso completely, sitting heavily in her lap and spilling over the sides of her thighs which were arousingly-thick themselves - especially considering what they were attached too.

Threatening the integrity of her jeans was a not-so-proverbial shelf of ass meat that smothered the seat she was sitting on - and then some! The blue denim looked literally painted on to her rotund backside, stretched to their limit around the outstanding orbs jutting from under her spine and squishing into the back of the driver's seat; simultaneously the twin, colossal cheeks rubbed against the door next to her and encroached on the center-console, on the verge of knocking the vehicle out of gear at any given moment. Maya looked crammed into the minivan even more than Zofia did, her seat pulled back as far it could go just to make space for her preposterous body!

"Still, I appreciate it," Zofia responded, trying to keep her eyes ahead of her as to not openly ogle her mother-in-law, knowing what it was like to be studied like an animal at the zoo, "it's a big help whenever Arthur is working."

"It's not a problem Zofia, really! I, erm, like picking you up." She coughed and gave another swift peak at the futanari's hyper-sized package, "Helps give me a reason to get out of the house these days."

Zofia laughed and gave another thanks. The rest of the ride to her house continued casually, the absurd-in-their-own–unique-way ladies making small talk about the weird weather and when Zofia and Arthur would be coming over for dinner next. As they pulled up to the modest, two-story house in the middle of a regular, suburban neighborhood, Zofia noted curiously that her husband, Arthur, was home, his car parked in its normal place in their driveway. She didn't bother saying anything out loud about it - sometimes he got off early from work, but she wished he would have told her! Saying her goodbyes to Maya with another promise they'd come visit soon – the two sneaking more glimpses of each other's bits – Zofia walked up to her house, bag in hand.

"Honey, I'm home!" She yelled as she entered the abode, dropping her things by the door to deal with later. Receiving no response, her ears perked up from under her lower back-length blue hair, picking up on the sounds of water running - Arthur must've been in the shower. Thinking nothing of it, she made her way through the house, up the stairs – her balls sloshing loudly with each step – and to their master bedroom, devious thoughts of surprising her husband in the shower crossing her mind. Reaching their bedroom door, she smirked to herself and opened it quietly, doing her best to tip-toe to the attached bathroom, throwing off her jacket in the process; before she made it there, however, she noticed that Arthur's laptop was open on the desk in the corner of the room.

And something paused on its screen she never would have expected to see!

Squinting her eyes, Zofia's focus was immediately shifted to the still image on the screen, distracted from her previous plans. Striding over to make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her, she bent over the desk and studied the laptop, absorbing the contents of what appeared to be a paused video - it was pornography, that much was obvious. A tall, muscular male was crouched over a busty woman in a mating-press position, her legs over his shoulders, both of their faces twisted in what was probably fake-arousal; but there was someone else in the picture as well. In the corner of the room a less-masculine man watched the coupling pair, his small penis gripped tightly in his fist, his eyes riveted on the scene in front of him.

Confused, Zofia looked at the title of the video - "Beta Male Watches His Wife Taken By An Alpha Bull Right In Front of Him". Quite wordy, but it let her know exactly what kind of smut her husband had been partaking in. Glancing up at the tabs that filed across the top of the browser, Zofia saw that each and every one of them seemed to contain a similarly-named page; a quick click on a few of them let her know she was correct in her assumption, each of the lurid videos filled with content of men having their partners taken from them by so-called better males. And this… this is what her husband had been jerking off to when she wasn't around!?

On cue, she heard the shower turn off and wet footsteps walk into the bedroom.

Turning around, she stared at her husband as he entered, a towel wrapped around his head that he was using to dry himself, her presence unnoticed. Despite her confusion and budding anger, she couldn't help but admire him in his mostly-nude form; tall as his mother was, hints of a bushy, golden beard poking out under the wet cloth, and very fit. He was incredibly attractive, and a kind, loving partner to boot, the latter aspects of his being the reason she was so befuddled by what she'd seen on his laptop! Putting her hands on her cocked-hips, she waited for him to realize she was there before she said anything.

"Oh hey Zofia, you're home ea–" Arthur paused, towel drawn halfway down his countenance, his eyes darting between her and the laptop screen filled with cuckold porn, "...early. Uh, honey, I can explain! It's, erm, not what it looks like!"

"It's not, is it?" She raised an eyebrow, her tone an accusatory one, "Well then you better have a damn good explanation for why this is on your laptop!"

"Well, I, um I…"

…

"...and uh, so that's everything I guess," Arthur didn't look at his wife as he spoke, sitting on the end of the bed next to her, his explanation finished, "I didn't mean for you to find out this way. I'm sorry."

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

"I don't know. Maybe? It's not really an easy thing to tell your wife."

"I see."

Zofia mulled over her husband's words. Once she'd calmed down – her temper fiery and not to be contended with – she'd manage to listen quietly as Arthur told her all about his previously-hidden fetish. Cuckolding. He… enjoyed fantasizing about men having their partners stolen from them by other men, and often watched and read videos and erotic stories about it. This was something he'd kept from her since they first started dating all those years ago, afraid of what she'd think of him if he told her - the exact situation they were in now. Arthur let her know it was just a fantasy he enjoyed in private and would never cheat on her or do anything to betray her - porn was as far as it went. Though that still didn't exactly make her happy .

"Okay, I have a couple of questions."

"Answering them is the least I can do sweetie, so please ask whatever you want!"

"So, you want to fuck another man's wife while he watches?"

Her husband was decently endowed for a man so it wasn't an impossibility.

"N-Not quite," he blushed and looked down at his feet, unable to maintain eye-contact with his wife, "I uh, I want the opposite, I guess."

"You want someone to fuck me in front of you!?"

"No, that's not it either."

He swallowed loudly.

"I uh, I want to see you fuck someone else. A woman. Or have you tell me about it or something. I want to be the one cucked, I guess is what I'm saying."

She cocked her head at him.

"That doesn't make sense to me. Is it still cucking if you're not married or dating them? Unless you're…you're not seeing anyone else Arthur, right !?"

"Of course not! You know I love you and only you, Zofia." Arthur finally managed to make eye-contact with his wife, wanting to make sure she knew he was serious, "I would never dream of cheating on you or anything of the sort, I swear. I just think, uh, well it would be hot if you had sex with some of the women we know…"

"Really?" Now her interest was piqued, "Like who?"

"Charlie."

He said it so quickly it caught her off guard.

"Charlie? Charlie Charlie? Your friend you've known since forever ? The one that was at our wedding?"

"Uh yeah, that's the one."

"And you want me to fuck her in front of you? Invite her over and have sex with her in our bed while you watch?"

"It doesn't have to be in front of me! In fact I'd kinda like it to be a surprise. Like when I'm at work or something."

His blush deepened.

"But then how would you know?"

"Well I thought, uhhhh, if you were up for it, you could like… text me? Text me and send me pictures while it's happening. Maybe, um, describe what you're doing to her and how much better you are than me and stuff like that?"

Zofia immediately noticed a movement from under the towel wrapped around Arthur's waist. She'd been with him long enough to know what it was at first glance - his cock. He was getting aroused just from talking about this secret fetish! He averted his eyes from her once more when he noticed her staring at his crotch, crossing his legs in the process, trying to hide how turned on he was. Staring at his face again, she observed his expression, the look on his face a cross between excitement and disgust – disgust at himself no doubt – and considered what he'd essentially requested of her.

It wasn't the… the worst thing to find out about him, she mused. At least he wasn't looking to cheat on her - that would have ended their marriage right then and there! But since he wanted her to go behind his back with his knowledge and consent, the prospect seemed more appealing. It had been along time since she'd gotten to fuck someone with her cock – since before she'd started dating Arthur, as it were – having abstained from topping him for his own well-being; with as insanely hung and potent she was, her genitalia often had permanent, unfortunate affects on the people she used it on. And she just couldn't do that to the love of her life!

But now she was being presented with the opportunity to let loose some pent-up sexual energy once more, and practically on a silver platter at that! As much as she enjoyed having Arthur fuck her, it wasn't the same as being the one doing the fucking, and it was something she definitely missed. This could be good for both of them really; if things went well, it would strengthen their bond as a couple and allow them to have some fun. The longer Zofia considered it, the more she started to come around to the idea, finding her own arousal rising as she pictured herself with her husband's friend - she was definitely someone she wouldn't mind bedding!

She just had to remind her husband of one fact first.

"Arthur, sweetie, you know if I have sex with Charlie there's a good chance she won't ever be the same again?" She asked, wanting to make sure he remembered what she was capable of, "I mean even besides the fact that she'll end up pregnant, she won't be the same person after. I'm sure you realize that's the reason I don't fuck you ."

"I do, and honestly…" he trailed off for a moment, his cock giving another lurch under his towel, "that just makes it hotter to me. To see what my stud of a wife is capable of. You've told me before, but being able to watch it is something I've always fantasized about. It just adds to the whole thing for me."

Her mind was made up.

"Well, baby, I think that…" she let her words linger in the air, building anticipation, "I think that I'm up for it!"

"Really? Wait, Zofia, you don't ha–"

His words were cut off by a moan . Quicker than he realized, Zofia snaked a hand under his towel and grabbed his stiffening member, stroking it in her small fingers. Grinning at her husband's reaction, she saddled up closer to him, using her other hand to clutch the back of his blonde-haired head and pull him into a kiss. The married couple made out passionately, tongues interlocking in each other's mouths; Arthur's cock had reached a full erection shortly after she'd touched it, and her own monstrous member was beginning to strain her swimsuit, threatening to tear it straight down the middle. Detaching from his soft lips after a few long, spit-shared moments, she stared up at him with a devious glint in her eyes.

"Let's have some fun first, and then you can tell me all about how you want me to wreck your best friend!"

Arthur moaned again and thrusted into his wife's fist, already on the verge of cumming.

…

Zofia sat as patiently as she could on the couch in her living room, her phone resting on her lap.

It had been about a week since she discovered Arthur's secret and came around to the idea of fulfilling his deepest fantasies for him. After a wild, love-making session and the subsequent clean up of the gallons of cum Zofia sprayed all over the bedroom, they laid together and discussed what Arthur wanted; Zofia had jerked him off the entire time, bringing him to another climax with a stream of dirty talk that fueled his desires. The seduction and ruining of his friend Charlie would take place while he was at work, on a day he didn't know it would happen. She would text him and send him pictures and videos of what she was doing to Charlie – something he directly asked for – before finally calling him, acting the 'part' the entire time. Cruel, dominant, humiliating - everything he wanted when being cucked!

The easiest day for Zofia was when she didn't have to be at her job, and luckily there'd been an administrative holiday coming up - today; she wasn't the type to play hookey either, so the timing was perfect! She'd found herself surprisingly nervous when she woke up that morning, and she still hadn't quite calmed down as much as she would have liked. Still, she tried to go about her day as normal, cleaning up here and there and eating breakfast, having sent a text to Charlie inviting her to hang out the night before, implying but not downright saying that it would be the three of them. A little white lie that would go far for her!

Now she was sitting, waiting, hoping that Charlie would show up soon. Dressed in what she considered a sexy, seductive outfit, she tugged on it, constantly adjusting herself like it would matter ; she really could have worn anything , in her opinion, and looked hot as hell, the bulge covering her legs an impossibility to ignore. She'd done her hair up in a silver bow, tying it off into a ponytail and letting it drape down the length of her back, her bangs and a few errant strands resting against her face; this was accompanied by small bit of makeup, just enough to enhance her normal attractive features but not so much that it would run and stain when things got messy .

Her choice in clothing was simple. A black tank top was all that adorned her chest, her large breasts pushing against the dark fabric, unconstrained by a bra; they looked even bigger on her otherwise-petite frame, the fatty mounds about as large as her face. Arms bared, she also showed off a slice of midriff, her slightly-pale stomach flat and toned from all the swimming she regularly partook in. And while she had on a pair of matching black shoes, it was what lay between her feet and her tits that was most prominently displayed – as it always was – improbable that it could ever be anything else but the most eye-catching aspect of her body.

Held up by a gold-clasped belt, Zofia wore another article of clothing that matched the rest of her outfit: a pair of custom-made black pants. Stretchy – a necessity for the futanari – the bottoms were practically glued onto her lower half, and it wasn't because of her legs! Outlined obscenely by a pouch of pitch-dark fabric was her cock and balls, not a single feature of them not silhouetted by the thin material. Hanging over the edge of the couch, Zofia's package stuck out a couple of feet in front of her, nearly pressing into the coffee table in front of her, her phone appearing comically small against the base of her shaft. She picked the tightest pair of pants she still fit in just for this day!

The moment she felt her patience diminishing, there was a series of knocks on the front door.

"Coming!" She immediately yelled, hopping to her feet, nearly losing balance from her excitement. Taking a second to breathe in deeply and calm herself, Zofia tossed her phone onto the coffee table before making her way as casually as possible to the entrance, putting on a smile of warmth. When she was standing in front of it, she squared her shoulders and exhaled, giving herself this last moment to mentally prepare herself to do something she'd never done before - hell, she was out of practice at seduction in general! Shaking her head, she opened the door.

"Charlie! Welcome! Please, come in."

…

Chapter 2: Zofia's First Conquest

Summary:

Zofia puts the moves on Charlie, and her husband's childhood friend falls under her spell

Notes:

2nd chapter! The consensual cuckolding starts here. This is a pretty sex-heavy commission in general, so its mostly gonna be smut from here on out. Zofia is definitely one of the larger futa I've ever written - seems to be a trend lately haha. Anyway, hope y'all enjoy this one!

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Chapter Text

"Charlie! Welcome! Please, come in."

"Zofia, it's so great to see you!"

Arthur's childhood friend leaned in and gave Zofia a hug, her long blonde hair brushing against the futa's face. Standing back up straight, Zofia ushered her guest into the house, closing the door slowly behind her, using this moment as an opportunity to check out the similarly-aged woman. Dressed in a casual white t-shirt, Zofia could see the sides of her humongous breasts even from the back, the material stressed around the massive mounds, her fair-skinned arms at her sides. Her jeans hugged her hips, popping out around her bubbly, firm ass, ending at a pair of sandaled-feet, her bare toes painted the same shade of green as her eyes. She also noticed that her black bra was visible through her top, the hooks connected across back strained from the weight of the load they supported.

Charlie turned around and stared at Zofia through her large, emerald-tinted eyes.

"Can I get you anything? Water?" Zofia asked, walking past the blonde woman and leading her to the living room, her heart rate increasing, "A snack?"

"No thank you! I'm okay." She followed behind, Zofia able to feel her staring at the back of her package, "Is Arthur here? I didn't see his car in the driveway."

"Oh, I'm sorry Charlie, I thought I mentioned it would be just us girls today!"

She purposefully sat in the middle of the black-leather couch, giving Charlie no option but to take a seat next to her.

"Well, us girls kinda !"

Zofia laughed and patted her bulge like she needed to make clear the meaning of her words, taking in the expression of Charlie as she did; the blonde's eyes were huge as they openly ogled the bulge of Zofia's genitalia, a shade of scarlet touching her pale cheeks. Smiling at her, Zofia watched as Charlie took a seat next to her, doing her best to keep a bit of space between them. It occurred to the futa that they'd never hung out before, just the two of them, and that her husband's friend must've been feeling awkward because of it. She'd just had to make her feel something else then!

"So Charlie," Zofia leaned towards her as she spoke, pressing the side of her leg and bulge against the blonde's thick thigh, "how have you been? I haven't seen you in awhile."

"I-I'm good!" Charlie stammered back, obviously struggling to maintain her composure - Zofia could see her nipples hardening under her top already, "Just working and stuff, you know. Um, keeping busy!"

"Oh I know that feeling! It seems like there's never any time for yourself. Never enough time to have some fun, right?"

"Y-Yeah exactly."

"Are you seeing anyone?" She inquired as innocently as she could, fluttering her long eyelashes at the blonde, "Got a new guy in your life? A girl? Or a… futa ?"

"F-F-Futa!?" It was getting hard for Zofia to hold back her enjoyment of the teasing she was putting her guest through, "No, um, nothing like that. I-I've been too busy to go on any dates or anything."

"Oh! One second, I should let Arthur know you're over. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to know we're hanging out, his wife and his best friend."

Charlie gave her a confused stare, but didn't pursue the subject.

Z: Guess who's over right now?

A: What?

Z: Charlie.

Casting a glance over at the person they were speaking about, Zofia turned her phone towards her and snapped a quick picture while Charlie was looking elsewhere, the blonde clearly out of her element. After checking to make sure she hadn't been caught in the act, she sent the pic to Arthur, captioning it with something about how hot Charlie looked; it wasn't a lie either, she did look damn good. So good in fact that Zofia was having trouble keeping her arousal contained, wanting to wait for the right moment to put on a show for her guest - a show that she also couldn't wait for Arthur to learn about either!

"Anyway, I'm sorry to hear that Charlie," Zofia smiled at the blonde again, one that at least appeared sympathetic in nature, "I'm sure it's hard to be alone."

"Oh! No it's not so bad, really. You um, you get used to it."

"Come on, I'm sure you spend a lot of nights by yourself, wishing there was someone else to share your bed with you."

"W-What? Zofia? What are you sayi–"

"Someone to take care of your needs, to fulfill your fantasies, to make you feel good ."

Charlie couldn't manage a response, her breathing heavy, her huge, jutting chest rising and falling rapidly, her eyes bulging in their sockets. Not waiting for a reply, Zofia breached the last barrier separating the two of them, raising her arms up to wrap around Charlie's head, pulling her in for a kiss like she had to her husband when she'd accepted her role in his fantasies; the blonde weakly protested at first, putting her hands on Zofia's shoulders – but not quite pushing her away – a series of words attempted that were immediately muffled by the futa's mouth. But these didn't last long. A moment later she melted into Zofia's embrace, returning the locking of lips, moans emanating from her throat.

Smirking internally, Zofia had her way with the blonde's mouth. She immediately forced her tongue between Charlie's lips, gliding it roughly across her teeth and against her cheeks, letting her know without a doubt who was in charge, wasting no time in establishing their roles in this lurid play. Zofia slipped a hand down Charlie's front, groping at her huge breasts, drawing further moans from her guest; Charlie's hands were still on the futa's shoulders, though they were no longer failing at pushing her away. Now she was holding onto them firmly like she didn't want Zofia to go anywhere .

Zofia pulled away from the kiss.

"Someone like me , Charlie."

The blonde gasped.

"B-But Zofia! We, we can't ! What about you– Arthur!? What if he finds out?"

"He's not here is he?" She questioned rhetorically, lifting an eyebrow, "And besides, I won't tell if you don't."

A look of understanding crossed Charlie's reddened, surprised features.

"N-No, I won't."

"Good girl."

Those two, simple words sent a visible shiver down Charlie's spine. Perfect . Getting more and more into the 'cheating' she was partaking in, Zofia pushed the blonde onto her back, Charlie letting out a small yelp at the sudden shove. Hands going to the hem of her prey's shirt, she quickly lifted it up, Charlie understanding what her goal was and aiding in her own stripping; flinging the top to the floor, Zofia slipped her fingers around Arthur's friend's back and nimbly undid the hooks on her bra, letting the large, supportive garment fall. She discarded that as well, bearing the green-eyed girl's huge endowment for her eyes to consume.

Like she'd always expected, Charlie's tits were as massive as they looked under her tight tops. Naturally sagging under their own weight, they sat on her flat, alabaster-hued stomach, jiggling from the force of their sudden release. They were easily as big as Zofia's head, capped by small pink nipples and matching areola that didn't quite fit the size of the enormous mounds; Zofia liked how small they were though, finding their uniqueness charming. Mimicking how she kissed her, Zofia dove down and engulfed one of the small nubs between her lips, using each hand to fondle one of the breasts, juggling them in her palms as Charlie moaned and writhed under her.

Sneakily, Zofia grabbed her phone again while Charlie was otherwise distracted. Glancing over at it, she took another picture of the blonde, making sure to capture the action in it as well; she quickly sent it to Arthur, ignoring whatever else he'd texted her, accompanying it with a faux-mocking caption asking him if he wished he was where she was right now. Stuffing her phone under her leg for ease of access later, she went to what she'd been doing, alternating back and forth between Charlie's nipples, leaving hickies across the mounds of pale flesh in the process, marking her as her property - and those would just be the first signs she'd leave to show that she owned the blonde. She was growing just as turned-on as Charlie was, her already-tight pants straining against her ginormous junk.

Once she'd had her fill of the blonde's buxom bosom, Zofia sat up and tore off her own top, freeing her smaller-but-still-huge tits.

"I think it's time you return the favor," Zofia bit her lip, stopping herself before she added the word 'slut' to her command, wanting to save that for later, "come here."

Charlie nodded rapidly at her, sitting up and doing exactly as she was told - to Zofia's delight. The futa allowed herself a moan or two as the blonde sucked at her small pink nipples, running a hand through her guest's golden locks; she wasn't sure if Charlie had done this before, but she was certainly damn good at it! She pat Charlie's hair as her chest was worshiped , closing her eyes and throwing her head backward, a familiar throb rumbling between her legs. Soon . Soon she'd have her husband's friend between her legs and doing what she'd unknowingly been invited over to do.

Putting pressure on the top of Charlie's skull, she guided her lower, pushing her down to her exposed stomach. The blonde used her mouth to plant kisses and licks across the smooth expanse of Zofia's abs, giving that part of her as much attention as she had the futa's breasts, her hands still groping the plump mounds - but that wasn't enough for the futa. Increasing the force she applied to Charlie's head, Zofia led her further south until she was forced to contort her body, a small part of her resisting what she knew Zofia was trying to get her to do. But Zofia wasn't having any of that!

"Get on your knees."

Charlie looked back up at her with wide, unsure eyes.

" Now ."

A master of the firm, commanding tone, having had plenty of practice from her years as a teacher, Zofia didn't yell or growl angrily. She simply told Charlie what to do. Like with her students when they were acting out, Charlie swiftly obeyed the demand, sliding to the floor and onto her knees, shuffling on them until she placated herself in front of Zofia, her back against the coffee table behind her. Charlie looked up at the futa for further instruction, unsure of how to even begin with such an enormous, unwieldy package; without a word Zofia tapped a slender finger at her golden belt buckle, indicating exactly where the blonde should get to work.

Nodding absentmindedly, Charlie raised her trembling hands, stretching them over the ginormous genitalia in front of her, not quite ready to touch what the futa had to offer. Unsteadily, she took hold of Zofia's belt, and, after fumbling with the buckle several times, managed to unlatch it; she slid it slowly around Zofia's thin waist and set it to the side. Once Zofia's pants were no longer being held up they instantly slipped down her waist. Charlie's eyes bulged even further out of their sockets, appearing as though they would pop right out of her skull if she strained them any harder.

When Zofia's pants fell it revealed her hairless, flat groin and the beginning of her monumental member at the same time - an amount of cock that was bigger than any Charlie had ever seen before. The same hue as the rest of her neutral-toned complexion, the base of Zofia's goliath was utterly enormous, stretched from one end of her crotch to the other, leaving no room for anything else in the small expanse of flesh. Nearly as wide as the futa's own waist flaccid , it visibly throbbed under Charlie's gaze, the roots of several massive, flesh-coated veins present against the waistband of her bottoms, those alone more gigantic than any dicks Charlie had been with!

And that was just the first half a foot of Zofia's extensive serpent!

"Z-Zofia I, I–"

"Keep going. I didn't tell you to stop , did I?"

Shaking her head after gawking at the hyper-hung futanari, Charlie grabbed hold of Zofia's pants. This was going to be fun! Smirking at the blonde, Zofia reached for her phone under her, watching, waiting for the right moment to snap another pic to send to Arthur, her phone undoubtedly filled with more unread messages from her husband. She didn't make any moves to help her guest as she struggled to pull down the filled-to-the-brim garment, her knuckles white as she yanked and attempted to force it lower, Zofia's immense endowment providing quite the obstacle for her work around; Zofia spread her legs a bit, letting her preposterous scrotum dip further to the floor.

As Charlie made progress in undressing her host, more and more of Zofia's otherworldly behemoth came into view. Inches of girthy, cunt-ruining shaft turned into feet , less than a third of it revealed when the shape of her sack bulged from around the waist of her pants, her thighs completely hidden behind it; vast veins continued to appear as well, pulsing violently as they began the process of filling her monster with the immense quantities of blood needed to awaken it. Zofia held back cruel laughs as she felt Charlie's fingers shiver against her genitalia, the blonde clearly as terrified as she was utterly aroused .

It didn't seem to ever end. The longer that Charlie pulled down her pants, the more of the futa's ponderous package was unveiled - shaft, scrotum, and now her balls all groaning from the relief of being unrestrained. While Zofia's cock was insanely huge by anyone's standards, her cum factories were on a level of their own, more expansive than either her or the blonde's bodies were wide ; the sound of them churning up a fresh load of baby batter could clearly be heard, the grandiose orbs wobbling wildly over her legs. Even when Charlie had Zofia's pants pulled down past her knees her package still wasn't fully freed, nearly half of it left waiting to feel the open air against its hot flesh.

Relatively uniform in its thickness all the way down its incredible length, Zofia's cock only fattened slightly when it reached the middle of its shaft, the massive arteries marbling its expanse creating the biggest additions to its absurd girth. Her bulbous, gravid, sperm-packed balls and scrotum stuck out far from around it, her member laying between the giant globes like a pair of cushions on a bed; her whole package rumbled with excitement, finally allowed to exist without restraint. It took several more minutes for Charlie to finish her task, sliding Zofia's pants off of her shoes and onto the floor, releasing the entirety of the futa's fantastical fuck stick.

The blonde's jaw dropped and she immediately began hyperventilating at the sight of the beast hanging over the futa's thin legs.

Taking this perfect opportunity to further her husband's arousal, Zofia swiftly pulled her phone out and captured another lurid image of his childhood friend, sending it to him with an accompanying text that read 'Do you think she likes it?' with a winking-smiley face at the end; she made sure to get as much of her over-proportioned junk in the picture as she could, along with Charlie's stunned face. Zofia allowed herself and Charlie to enjoy the full immensity of her soft meat and cum-containers, groaning in relief for added effect as she pushed out her hips, sending her masses of lurid meat jiggling in the blonde's direction. She could see a sliver of drool form in the corner of Charlie's lips and that her nipples were as hard as a pair of precious gems.

"Well? What do you think, Charlie?" Zofia questioned with a sneer, shaking her hips again, "Big enough for you?"

"B-Big enough…?"

"Yeah, I hope you're not disappointed or anything!"

"I-I've never seen anything so huge !" Charlie sputtered without moving her eyes, her hands trembling in front of her, "I– Zofia, I don't, don't know if I can handle it! I've never…"

"Oh you can . Trust me. You do trust me, don't you?"

Charlie looked up at her and nodded, her large, green eyes quivering, her nostrils flaring.

"Good, because this is going to be the best day of your life - you won't be the same after!" Zofia smirked, knowing the blonde had no clue just how true that was, "So go ahead and continue. You still have to get me hard, after all!"

Unable to stifle the gasp that escaped her lips, the thought that dwelled in the back of Charlie's mind was confirmed as a reality: Zofia was still soft ! How was that even possible!? The cock in front of her was magnitudes bigger than any she'd ever seen previously, longer than her own torso was and nearly just as wide! From the thick base to the partially foreskin-covered, fat pink tip, it was utterly humongous . Would it even fit inside of her? And that wasn't mentioning Zofia's balls – each one big enough to sit on without issue – and the undoubtedly vast quantities of cum being produced inside of her stretched-taut sack! What if she got pregnant from all of it!?

Though she had her misgivings none of them were worrying enough to calm her arousal. Acting on instinct, Charlie reached out and lifted Zofia's cock off the floor, grunting from the effort of carrying something so incredibly heavy, her thin biceps flexing; she noticed immediately that her fingers came nowhere close to meeting around the futa's member's incredible heft, separated by more than a few inches of a burning cock-flesh. She didn't bother with Zofia's tremendous testicles – yet – focusing solely on her awesome appendage first. Charlie held it up in front of her face so they were head-to-head, amazed at how fucking massive Zofia was.

Unsure of how to handle something so beastly , Charlie attempted to stroke the monstrous extra-appendage, unbelieving at how far she could stretch her arms without reaching the base. It felt like it took forever just to make one, complete lap across Zofia's member, the feet of shaft never ending in her hands; Zofia's full cockhead was revealed when her foreskin was pulled back by Charlie's ministrations, showing off its swathes of pink-skinned acreage, her corona flaring out wider than the rest of her member's already-ludicrous width. Charlie licked her lips at the sight, subconsciously bringing her face closer to it, her nose sniffing rapidly like a drug-hunting dog in an airport.

Because there was a powerful aroma wafting off of Zofia's cock!

A heady-musk seemed to steam from the futa's genitalia, clogging Charlie's senses the closer she got to it. It was something both new and familiar to the blonde - it certainly smelled like cock, but not like any Charlie had ever gotten a whiff of before. There were the same scents present – sweaty flesh, precum, and a hint of urine – but it was like something else had been added to it. Something alluring. Something intoxicating . Charlie wasn't sure what it was, but she liked it, snorting embarrassingly, her nose upturned as if she didn't want anything to block the fragrance from reaching her. Her tongue stretched out farther from her mouth as she sniffed the mass of cockmeat repeatedly, wanting to taste it just as badly.

Zofia watched Arthur's longest, closest friend fall more and more in love with her cock, sending more snapshots of Charlie's heart-eyed lust to him all the while; he was playing his own 'role' when he responded, begging her not to fuck her and that it wasn't too late to stop the whole thing, that he would forgive if she did stop. She had a bit of trouble adjusting to his fervent, begging messages, even if she did understand that his concern and outrage was being faked - they'd established a safeword on the off chance it turned out he wasn't into it. All the same, he was turning out to be a skilled actor and Zofia found herself getting more turned on as she read his desperate pleas.

"Oooh yeah use that slutty mouth!" Zofia moaned as Charlie's lips touched the tip of her titanic tip, "Put those pouty lips to work!"

Moaning at the futa's demeaning words, Charlie sucked on the end of the immense cockhead, finding that just a section of Zofia's fleshy crown was enough to stretch her lips. No blushing virgin when it came to blowjobs, she made up for her apparent inability to take much of the monster in her mouth by licking at it, lapping around Zofia's deep cumslit, poking the tip of her tongue into the dips and crevices that made up its enormity; she also continued to stroke it, rubbing her fingers into the extensive array of veins that laced its length, attempting to adjust herself to its unnatural size. She could feel it start to thicken and fill out the longer she pleasured it - as could Zofia.

She loved watching herself grow! There was something mesmerizing about seeing her massive member become even more incredible, especially when there was someone on the other end of it; the fact that Charlie had no idea just how much more massive her cock would become was just the cherry on top. Zofia continued to snap pictures of the scene for Arthur's sake, capturing every lurch of her monster as it thickened and lengthened, taking snippets of her already-enormous veins ballooning further and the way her balls rumbled and expanded despite not being touched yet. It seemed that no matter how hard she tried she could never get the whole thing in a single frame without making it too obvious what she was doing.

Not that Charlie was paying attention to anything else but her futa-given task!

Biting her lower lip, Zofia focused harder on the slut worshiping her pillar of virility. Excessive amounts of extra size creeped through her cock, steadily inflating it, pushing Charlie backwards and scooting the coffee table behind her further away. More flesh-colored veins appeared across her shaft, stretching out and growing, pumping gallons of blood into it, all for the sake of reaching an erection; they expanded as her member did, morphing from simply inhuman to something grotesque . Zofia already looked like a living, human incubator for her genitalia, and the comparison was becoming more apt by the minute.

More than half of her short height flaccid , the length of Zofia's unruly appendage slowly approached her full stature, increasing the distance between her and Charlie. Bloating as it stretched longer than her legs were and standing up under its own strength more and more, the futa's waist's width would soon be eclipsed as well, the base of her stupendous shaft nearly pressing against her waistline, causing her thighs to move further apart as well. Her foreskin pulled completely back, disappearing against her member's awesome bulk which visibly overwhelmed the grip Charlie struggled to maintain around it, her fingers soon to be separated by more cock-flesh than she could possibly comprehend.

There was a rumbling in Zofia's cum factories that she felt the need to warn her guest about.

"I know you said you didn't want anything to drink, but you're not gonna have a choice in a moment!"

Charlie only had a second to look up at the futa in clear confusion before her cheeks suddenly ballooned . Accompanying Zofia's Herculean growth was the first pipings of her precum from her balls through her shaft, distending her so-far unseen urethra, puffing out the massive tunnel to make space for her slimy release. The blonde struggled to gulp down the unexpected offering of sperm, her throat working furiously to swallow the dense paste, the salty flavor burning her taste buds; it was like it everywhere in her mouth at once, layering atop her tongue, swishing between her teeth, and coating her gums in its gooey essence. By the time she managed to consume the virile milkshake forced into her lips, Zofia's cock was already giving another ferocious throb.

"Oh there's a lot more where that came from, slut !" Zofia growled, shoving her hips forward and bashing her cockhead against Charlie's face, "Your stomachs gonna be full by the time I'm done with you. Very full!"

Moaning, Charlie writhed and rubbed her thighs together at Zofia's words, completely infatuated with what remained in store for her. If this was just the futanari's precum then what would her real loads be like!? Stroking Zofia's cock fervently at the thought, Charlie sucked harder at the colossal crown, grinding her lower half back and forth rapidly like she was riding a cock already, a dark patch of liquid arousal staining the front of her jeans. Just as Zofia had told her, frothy helpings of sperm continued to spill out of her urethra and down Charlie's chin, the blonde quickly unable to keep up with the prodigious output, splatters of white fuck-fluid plastering her bouncing, bare breasts.

Wanting to move onto the next level of her role in fantasy-fulfillment, Zofia held her phone up to her face and switched modes on its camera to take a video instead. Angling it the best she could, she positioned her phone so that it was focused mostly on Charlie's increasingly cum-covered countenance, only the upper-half of her still erecting cock in frame - but that was enough. It was enough to capture what she wanted it to, to let Arthur see exactly what was happening to his childhood companion, to show him how in lust Charlie was with her monstrous member. Starting the video, Zofia opened her mouth, prepared to recite a stream of dirty dialogue she'd prepared and recited over and over again in her mind.

"Oh yeah take my fucking cum, slut!" She half-yelled into her phone's speakers, making sure there was a touch of played-up cruelty and domination in her tone, "Drink it all up! I want to see your stomach bloat !"

She paused to let out a needy moan, that utterance unplanned .

"You're such a sloppy whore. Look at you, making a mess all over yourself! Is this too much for you? I've never seen someone act like such a greedy pig for my cum! I can't believe Arthur was ever friends with such dirty slut! Do you think he knows that his best friend is a filthy, futa-cock-addicted bitch? I wonder what he'd say if he could see you now!"

Satisfied with the demeaning, humiliating show she'd put on her for her loving partner, Zofia swiftly sent the video to him and then tossed her phone onto the couch, wanting to enjoy the next few minutes for herself . Her harsh words seemed to affect Charlie greatly, the busty blonde practically howling with desire as she inhaled as much of Zofia's cockhead as she could, her cheeks distended with flared glans instead of precum, the aforementioned ball brew jetting in twin streams out of her nose ; her arms were a blur as they continued to jerk the futa's shaft, clearly wanting to do anything she could to please her new mistress, her whole body in motion as she swiveled her hips back and forth, her huge, sperm-soaked tits bouncing wildly.

While she hadn't bothered to announce it yet, Zofia had pretty much achieved an erection by this point; it was sometimes hard to tell exactly what constituted her full size, her cock so ridiculously gigantic that a few missing inches here or there was beneath her notice. But it was close enough even if that was the case - and Zofia highly doubted that it was. There was no way she could be anything but hard as a steel beam with such a sexy, devoted slut sucking on her glans, just the simple thought of getting to fuck a woman again enough to make her loins stir. And a quick once over of her extreme extremity let her know that if she wasn't completely hard, that her cock had grown without her realizing it. Again .

Because it looked as big as she'd ever seen it!

At its maximum length it was as tall as Arthur was – if not more so – its towering height easily able to cast a shadow on most people - including Zofia and Charlie. The whole process of her cock erecting had sent Charlie and the coffee table she'd been smushed against sliding across the living room until they were practically against the wall opposite of the one the couch Zofia was sitting on was next to; if Zofia stood up and pointed her appendage at the ceiling it was liable to break a hole through it! She wasn't sure if her guest had noticed this change in her position yet, but the mental image she had of the blonde realizing it was vivid enough to make her have to stifle a giggle.

It had grown so inhumanly long that it made Zofia's flaccid size look small , if that was even possible! More than doubled in length, it was like comparing the house they were in to a skyscraper , her transformation truly making her more cock than human - and that was without taking her newfound girth into consideration. Matching the increased extensiveness of her endowment, pound after pound of mass had added onto her behemoth until it was thicker than her own waist, the only section of it not the same width being the part of her shaft connected to her crotch, thinning slightly in that region just to stay attached to her body! Despite its enormous form and weight, it barely succumbed to gravity, somehow able to stay aloft under its own power.

Her balls were not immune from the expansion of the rest of her package either. Inflating as they filled themselves with preposterous amounts of sperm, the bottom of her scrotum and gravid globes no longer simply rested on the tops of her lithe feet, actively draping over them instead; her cum-factories now utterly masked her legs as well, stretching out across the front of the couch and consuming the tiled-floor under them. They continued to gurgle and slosh as their cum production increased unimpeded, the skin that made up her spacious sack completely taut and featureless, not a wrinkle left on its fleshy expanse. Zofia would have a hell of a time hauling them around at this size!

"Ahem." Zofia cleared her throat in an attempt to draw Charlie's attention towards her, "It looks like you got me hard. Good job, slut!"

Charlie looked up at her for only a second before her eyes crossed, only now just realizing – as Zofia expected – how big the futanari had grown. Emerald irises darting around wildly, she tried her best to take in every aspect of the full-sized Howitzer she was kneeling at the end of, unable to focus on one gnarled feature of Zofia's endowment for more than a single, frantic moment. Did she study the veins marbling nearly every inch of it first? Or did she try to understand just fucking far she was from Zofia instead? And what about her host's balls - just how much sperm could they be packed with to have bloated to such a tremendous heft? The longer she ogled it the more the image forming in her brain became cohesive.

And as comprehensive as the picture of potent perfection was becoming, Charlie found herself still unable to understand what she was looking at. It certainly appeared to be a cock – at least in shape – but everything else about it was alien, like her eyes were seeing some strange, new creature for the first time, one that her mind struggled to make sense of. There was the veins, the spot it connected to Zofia, the pink, flared glans in her mouth and the rest of the accompanying shaft, but it didn't add up to anything recognizable ; she was also now aware that while she'd thought she was doing a good job at blowing the futanari, less than half of Zofia's cockhead had actually entered her lips, despite leaving her cheeks more filled than they'd ever been.

She was slowly gaining consciousness of her own state as well, even though her vision of the rest of her body was blocked by the sheer enormity of the cock pointed at her. Charlie could feel that the entire front of her torso was completely saturated in semen, Zofia's precum pooling her lap after slopping down her breasts and stomach; similarly, her face was speckled in seed, splotches of the pearlescent goop ruining her makeup and making her appear even paler. Her throat and nostrils were stuffed with the remnants of Zofia's pre she hadn't managed to swallow, her own ability to simply breathe drawn into question, sticky ball brew coating her orifices. Besides all that she was enlightened to her own arousal, the crotch of her jeans absolutely soaked through with her feminine fluids, her thighs drenched nearly to her knees.

And this was all just from sucking Zofia's cock!

"I know your mouth is full, but I still expect a response when I address you!"

Zofia deftly angled her phone and began taking another video.

"Slut! If you don't say something in five seconds, you can leave !" Zofia threatened, donning a scowl and arched eyebrows, "One… Two… Thre–"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry Zofia, please don't make me leave! Please!" Charlie shouted in desperation, spitting and sputtering before she could speak to clear her vocal chords of pre, "I-I just don't know what to say!"

"Tell Ar– me what you think of my cock! It's as easy as that."

"No, I know… I know that. I'm sorry!" She gasped, trying to figure out how to explain that there wasn't anything she could utter to accurately describe the futa's monster, her vocabulary failing her, "I just can't think of any–"

"Oh? Are you that much of a brain-dead whore for my cock that you can't talk anymore?"

"It's beautiful!"

Zofia cocked her head, but waited for the blonde to continue.

"It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life! It's so perfect and huge and I love everything about it. But that doesn't feel like enough…"

"Good girl," Zofia smirked and gave a knowing look at her phone, "and good girls get a reward!"

Before Charlie could even consider asking what the blue-haired futa meant, Zofia flexed her abs and lifted her pert behind off the couch, pushing her cock right back against the blonde's face. This was immediately followed by a torrent of cum, one that Zofia made sure her phone was focused on, no longer caring if Charlie saw the device in her hands or not. The flood of fuck frosting flung out across Charlie's features in a single, high-pressure spray, flowing over and around the entirety of her head, dying her golden locks off-white, matching her skull to the rest of her body. Zofia grunted as she forced the slimy concoction from her balls, straining her kegels to do so, wanting her slut to be unrecognizable before the sex even started!

"Fuck, take it slut! Take my nasty cum!"

Her piss slit yawned and gaped as it unloaded quarts of precum all over Charlie, a pearlescent puddle quickly forming around her bent legs, the blonde unable to do much else but bare the hot, liquid blasts battering her visage. Zofia watched as she held up her hands next to her face - but it was apparent it wasn't to block the sexual storm. No, Charlie had raised her limbs as if to make sure they got covered as well, her fingers clenching and unclenching again and again like she was trying to grab the cum bombarding her being. The futa kept up her creamy deluge for a few more seconds, just long enough to leave her husband undoubtedly stunned and more aroused than he'd ever been in his life.

With a gasp, Zofia relaxed.

"Hope you liked that, whore," she took a moment to send the lurid video to Arthur, before setting her phone down and standing up, "because that was just the appetizer!"

"A-Appetizer?"

"That's right!" Zofia waited for Charlie to clear her face, allowing her to regain her vision before they continued, "Now bring that coffee table over her, it seems you moved it when you were blowing me, and I'd like it back in its proper place! And don't make me wait!"

"Yes Mistress!" Charlie stumbled through her words as she bolted to her feet, having to speak them through a coating of cum caking her lips together, "I'll do whatever you say!"

After finding her balance again and nearly slipping on the gooey pre covering her feet and the floor, Charlie turned around and grabbed the edge of the table, her bubble butt brushing against Zofia's glans; realizing her jutting colossus would be in the way, Zofia took several steps to the side to remedy this predicament. Lifting the table up the best she could so that the legs didn't scratch the floor – angering the hyper-hung futa the last thing she wanted – Charlie pulled it back towards the couch, finding something interesting in her way as she did: there was a trail of precum dotting the ground measuring the full extent of Zofia's cock's growth, the slimy path leading right back to her. It went so far!

"Here you go, Zofia." Charlie gently released the piece of furniture, trying to estimate its original position based on where the futa's succession of pre droplets ended, "I hope I put it in the right place!"

"Mmm. Good enough!" Zofia declared, walking to one end of the coffee table, length-wise, "At least for what I want to show you."

Grinning at Charlie's clear confusion, Zofia grabbed her cock by its base – her own small hands even more inadequate at holding it – and jerked her hips to the side until her monstrous endowment was hovering right above the table's surface. Looking the blonde directly in her green eyes, Zofia dropped her member, letting it plummet to the floor under the force of its own weight - but it never reached the floor! Her gargantuan shaft hit the one obstacle in its way, slamming onto the coffee table's top hard enough to shake its legs and leave a long crack down its middle. Zofia took a quick picture of it for Arthur, making sure to capture Charlie's shocked, jaw-dropped expression in the corner of the image.

"Since you had so much trouble describing it, I thought I'd give you an up-close-and-personal comparison."

Charlie didn't say anything, shivering instead, the dark splotch in her jeans widening.

"And what do you think of it now, slut?"

"Zofia, I…"

She was still at a loss for words! What in the hell could she say to sum up her feelings for a cock that was both longer and over half as wide as the table in front of her!? Zofia's dick was so fucking big that her glans jutted past the end of the wooden surface, and her base wasn't even lined up with the other end, a good amount of space separating the futa's immense ball sack from the edge. Not only did it pretty much completely cover it, but Zofia's member was so bulky it actually threatened to split the entire piece of furniture down the middle with its immensity. If she couldn't think of the proper words before, they damn sure weren't coming to her now!

"God, you really are hopeless aren't you!?" Zofia shook her head, putting on a show of being disappointed, though internally she was delighted by how broken Charlie was already. And this was just the start! Moving on to the next step in her master, bitch-breaking plan, Zofia stepped to the side once more, lifting her cock from the coffee table as she did, showing off the shattered surface; Arthur would definitely be replacing it! She walked through her own sexual refuse staining the ground – another thing her husband would be responsible for dealing with – having to waddle due to the floor-dragging size of her scrotum. She stopped only when she was standing by Charlie, the blonde's breathing growing ragged at being so close to Zofia again.

"Lay on the table."

"W-What?"

"Lay on the table, and make sure your head is resting on it."

Scrambling, Charlie did as Zofia commanded, awkwardly climbing onto the coffee table and spreading herself across it on her back; with her head laying against the edge of it, her legs hung over the opposite end, stretched out, her sandal-clad feet planted on the cum soaked floor. She watched intently as Zofia moved to the same side of the table that her face was, the futa smirking down at her. With a casual swing of her hips, Zofia brought her cock right over the blonde's body, flexing it so that it hovered over the entirety of Charlie's cum-covered figure, extending past her toes by a good measure of distance. Charlie's eyes widened as the object of her deepest desires floated only inches above her, unsure if the futa wanted her to touch it or not.

Zofia brought her phone out to capture the slut's expression for her husband; the image on the screen showed the blonde's rapturous reverie, her green eyes as open as possible, hypnotized by the inhuman mass of meat like a newborn watching a spinning mobile. The blue-haired futa held her phone up as high as possible over her head, trying to get as much of her monstrous endowment in the frame as possible, along with Charlie's obviously-aroused state. She sent the picture to Arthur with a caption questioning whether her cock would even fit in his friend, taking a second to read over his acted responses, checking to make sure that he hadn't used the safeword they'd established beforehand.

Once she was finished with that, Zofia decided that before she fucked the busty slut, that there was a part of her that still needed some loving. Tucking her phone under her chin, Zofia reached down around her humongous, fleshy obstruction and grabbed at her scrotum; she bundled it and her balls up in her arms as best she could, like she was gathering and bunching up a cleaned fitted sheet that would be thrown into a linen closet, forever unfolded. Once her arms were full of her own baby-batter-brewers, she heaved them as far up her body as she could before suddenly dropping them on Charlie's unsuspecting countenance, the weight of her tremendous testicles shaking the coffee table once they'd landed, covering Charlie's front from her skull down to her neck and the top of her chest.

She smiled as she watched the blonde's legs kick out instinctively from being suffocated, like she was trying to fight against the smothering force she actually desired. Groaning in relief as Charlie's hands and mouth immediately went to work on her massive sack and corpulent cum containers, Zofia threw her head back, enjoying the attention given to her most virile of equipment. Sighing deeply, she looked down past her cock at Charlie's figure, noticing gleefully that her stomach was already a bit bloated from all the pre she'd chugged previously - an amount that was only a small preview of what was to come!

Charlie was absolutely overwhelmed by what had plummeted onto her face.

Her senses were imprisoned by Zofia's rolls and bundles of fleshy sack, four walls of hot, musky genitalia housing her countenance. She knew what the futa wanted without being told – commands unneeded this time – and had instantly went to work pleasuring her Mistress's barrels of cum, her tongue lapping at every inch of sagging scrotum in its reach, her hands groping at the immense orbs; she was sniffing rapidly once more as well, pure, unfiltered ball stench filtering through her nostrils and seeping into her pores. If it wasn't for the drooping, baggy nature of the layer of flesh laid upon her features she would have run out of air, gasping for quick breaths when she could, stopping herself from dying in a manner most divine.

She could feel Zofia start to touch her body, the futa's svelte hands running over her chest and groping at her tits, her thin fingers squelching through the cum plastering her form. As she felt Zofia's reach explore lower down her torso, she was also aware of the heat coming from the monumental rod on her skin, the taller-than-she-was shaft nearly flattening her. Charlie let out a muted, muffled yelp as Zofia grabbed onto her jeans and tore open the button and zipper, pushing them down her waist and thighs; she didn't hesitate to help in her own undressing, shimmying her hips to help her bottoms slide to her feet. A moan escaped her sack-stuffed lips as her Mistress began rubbing at her sodden-panties, rubbing the drenched cloth into her pussy.

Trying her best to focus on sucking on the boundless sack-skin, Charlie found herself increasingly distracted by Zofia's skillful ministrations. The hyper-hung futanari had slipped her underwear to the side to gain uninterrupted access to her sex, and was deftly tapping at her clit while slipping a single finger between her labia; Charlie couldn't help but wiggle at Zofia's touch, thrusting her hips upward to meet her hands movements. Her moans only grew louder as Zofia slipped further digits into her soaked lower lips, the blue-haired, dual-sexed woman immediately finding her most pleasurable of spots and rubbing it, Charlie's gooey secretions flooding out between her thighs. She should have known her Mistress would be so good at this!

The pair stayed like this for the next handful of minutes, both of them doing their best to bring as much ecstasy to the other as possible. Charlie could just barely hear Zofia moaning above her, her ears as blocked up by sexual flesh as the rest of her orifices were, her own cries of joy making the futa's utterances even more inaudible. Zofia was enjoying this more controlled play as much as her slut did, her cock once more leaking a river of precum onto the floor around Charlie's feet, wet splatters filling the room; soon those sounds would be coming from a different place, one more internal in nature. So soon, in fact…

Zofia couldn't wait any longer!

"How was that, slut?" She asked as she unhunched herself and took a few steps back, freeing Charlie's face from her gigantic, gravid globes that slapped loudly onto the floor one after the other, "Enjoy it as much as you did sucking my cock!?"

It took Charlie a few moments to respond, having to inhale much-needed oxygen first.

"Yes Mistress, I did!" Her face was red and sweaty, both from her own glands and from Zofia's salty secretions, "I would have stayed under there for forever if you'd asked me!"

Shit, Zofia should have been filming for this!

"Maybe another time I'll make you my personal ball-polisher. First we have to see how well you do with what comes next!"

"Next?" Charlie's voice was dripping with anticipation, her eyes once more locked onto the massive bitch breaker above her, "W-What's next, Zofia?"

"You know what's next, slut!"

Rolling her eyes for effect, Zofia turned and walked away from the blonde, her balls bouncing loudly against the semen-soaked floor, her cock shaking up and down in front of her, nearly bashing into the nearby wall when she moved. She was happy to see that Charlie was still being a good girl , having not moved from her position on the coffee table, her eyes following the futa's every step. For what she needed to do now, Zofia had to stand slightly askew of Charlie's legs lest her ginormous genitalia get in the way; she pulled Charlie's jeans and underwear all the way down, yanking off her sandals in the process as she finished undressing her, leaving her as naked as the day she was born. Zofia pulled out her phone again as she got in position to fuck her husband's childhood friend.

"Well, what do you think?" She asked both Charlie and Arthur, the latter on the other end of the video she was taking, "Think it'll fit?"

What she was referring to, of course, was her cock . Standing halfway across the room just to lined up her massive glans with Charlie's dripping, puffy slit, Zofia made sure that her phone's camera captured the ridiculous size difference between the two; it looked like a cockhead half as big as the futa's would be ill-suited to penetrate the blonde's sex, the girth of her tip comically oversized for the task at hand. Hell, just Zofia's leaking urethra appeared to be bigger than the entirety of Charlie's cunt, the rest of her flared, mushroom-shaped crown taking up all the space between the blonde's thighs, nearly wider than the slut's groin was. But Zofia would be damned if she didn't try to make the impossible possible!

"I-I don't care if it does!" Charlie shouted desperately, lifting herself up on her arms to study the unlikely point of penetration, "I would rather die than not try! Please, I need it. I'd do anything for you to fuck me, I don't care if it kills me or hurts me or whatever! I want you to fuck me with your amazing cock until I pass out!"

Zofia smiled, making sure her camera picked up every one of Charlie's pleas, forming her own rebuttal all the while.

"And what if you get pregnant?"

"I hope I do! It would be an honor to carry your children! I want you to knock me up with a whole litter of futa babies! Make me permanently pregnant!"

"Hmmm, well if that's how you feel…" Zofia paused and then grinned, refocusing the video on Charlie's gushing, needy slit, "then I guess that's what we'll do!"

With that, Zofia thrust into the blonde!

Chapter 3: Charlie Is Given A New Purpose In Life

Summary:

Zofia fucks Charlie and calls her husband while doing so.

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Almost like magic Charlie's pussy lips peeled open, welcoming the oversized invader into her depths. She released a guttural, ear-splitting scream as she was split in two, her whole body jerking violently; Zofia moaned in turn, still capturing the initial spearing with her phone in real time, her hands shaking. Despite how much Charlie wanted to be fucked into a coma by Zofia's monstrous cock, her cunt could only handle so much dick at once, disputing her desires as it stopped any more of the futa's goliath from entering. The first piston into the blonde only managed to get a little over half of Zofia's cockhead inserted into the slut's hole, but it was a good start!

In the past – before she'd started dating Arthur – Zofia would generally take sex slow so as to not break her partners, easing them into it, getting them accustomed to her size before things got intense. At least at first. Inevitably they would all end up the same: begging for her to keep fucking them and ending up filled with her cum, unquestionably pregnant. Never the same person they were before she bedded them. They would usually recover after some time apart, even if a part of them would always want to be Zofia's love slave, harboring a secret craving for her cock and what it would do to them. Forever changed, even if they still attempted to lead the lives they had before, a constant tinge of regret in the back of Zofia's brain for what she'd done to them that they never knew about.

But today that wasn't the case.

Arthur had made it crystal clear what he wanted to happen to Charlie, his longest and closest friend: he wanted his wife to destroy her. Fuck her so hard and so much that she would barely be recognizable as a human being anymore. Completely rewrite her personality until she was nothing more than a walking futanari-cock addict. Make her so pregnant that she'd look ready to give birth after the first month . Alter the trajectory of her life in a single day and tell him all about it while it was happening. All to satisfy his perverse fantasies. And Zofia was happy to do it!

Not giving the slut the chance to even begin to adjust to the tremendous, fleshy intruder she'd just barreled inside of her, Zofia rocketed her hips forward once more, crashing the rest of her colossal cockhead into Charlie's cunt; the howl that escaped her lips increased in volume, her eyes rolling back in their sockets and her body writhing under the futa's assault. For times like this Zofia was glad that her glans possessed such a pronounced flare , Charlie still too far away for her to hold onto, her pussy lips hooked around Zofia's corona instead, keeping her held in place. Realizing she was still taking a video, she quickly ended it and sent it to Arthur, wanting to give him the next update when she was much deeper in Charlie.

Continuing her forward march into the blonde – literally – Zofia simply took a single, short step in Charlie's direction. This was enough to send further inches of her venous battering ram slamming through Charlie's velvety walls, stretching and gaping them permanently, leaving her with little chance to ever recover and go back to her former tightness - and damn tight she was ! Even now her labia clung to Zofia's pale shaft like a second skin, pulled away from her crotch, part of her canal following with it. It looked like Zofia had a fleshy, pink-scarf wrapped around her cock! She paused and took a moment to admire the brutal, lurid sight, her member throbbing fiercely.

She repeated her previous action. Once more she moved closer to Charlie, tunneling deeper into her depths, digging a cavern where her formerly-tight slit once existed, molding it to fit her cock and no others. With only a fraction of her stupendous member inside of the blonde there was already a pronounced bulge forming in her stomach, a visible indicator of just how far Zofia had burrowed into her; for the moment the distension only showed an outline of the futa's glans, the bell-formed protuberance pulsing rapidly against Charlie's skin. But there was much, much more that would appear shortly!

"How's it feel, slut?" Zofia questioned, giving a quick shake of her hips that rattled Charlie's body, "Still want me to fuck you? Still think you can handle it!?"

A gurgle was the only response the futa received.

"Thought so."

Whether that meant Charlie was enjoying her ravaging or not didn't matter to Zofia - she was here for her and her husband's pleasure. Pulling back her hips for the first time since she'd crammed her cock in the blonde, Zofia observed with sadistic joy that Charlie's pussy came out with it, hugging her shaft so tightly it would have been painful if her cock wasn't so monstrous. She immediately slammed it back home, sending the entire coffee table under them wobbling from the impact, her balls giving a shallow bounce in front of her feet. Her glans hit something inside of the slut, something that she hadn't felt for years , something that momentarily paused her momentum.

"Oooh, know what that is, whore? What I just hit?"

"O-Oh fuck!" Charlie howled again, "I c-can't… what?"

"That's your cervix!"

Zofia growled and thrust roughly into her, her cock sinking deeper with a distinct popping sound.

"And now it's gone!" She announced triumphantly, putting her hands on her hips and looking down at the blonde, "That means I'm in your womb now!"

Accompanying her renewed screams was a different kind of expulsion this time. Like the declaration from Zofia of her fucking into an organ that was never meant to be entered was the most supremely arousing thing that Charlie had ever heard, she immediately launched into a mind-numbing orgasm. Her cunt had been squirting its excess already, but upon learning that Zofia's colossus had reached her deepest depths, her squirts turned into a hosing of her feminine juices; they sprayed out incredibly far, though they still fell short of hitting Zofia herself, landing on the top of the futa's stupendous shaft instead, sheening it in her liquid ecstasy.

"Ha! So you do like it! I knew you were nothing but a stupid whore - a stupid whore that can't get enough of my cock!"

Laughing to herself, Zofia went right back to fucking the blonde. Showing as little concern or care as she had previously, she hammered her oversized tool into Charlie's cunt. Lurid squelches filled the room with their off-putting sound, accompanied by grunts from the futa and cries of pained euphoria from the woman she was destroying. Zofia fiddled with her phone as she banged into Charlie violently, speeding up with every thrust, brutalizing her body with her bulbous bludgeon; it almost looked like she was just waiting for the bus or standing in line at the bank with how casually she performed these extreme acts, her face showing little emotion. It was about time to call her husband and let him know exactly what she was doing - as if there was any doubt left!

While Zofia readied herself for the next part of Arthur's cucking fantasies, Charlie was struggling to remain conscious. She had never felt anything like what was happening to her, not even close ; her whole body felt like it was going to tear in half, like at any second Zofia's cock would come bursting through her stomach. But, paradoxically, she found herself loving it. Though there was burning pain in spades coursing through her being, it was joined by immense quantities of pleasure, a kind completely foreign to her. A kind that she could never come back from - at least that much she understood already.

Every aspect of having sex with the supersized cock was transformative. The way it filled her so utterly and completely, her insides ill-equipped to deal with something so grandiose, like her body had to actively make space for it to fit. There was how brutally stimulated her cunt was, pleasure forced through the nerve-endings in it she didn't even know existed , her pussy turned into a dehydrating fountain of sticky fluids. This combination was affecting her brain in ways she didn't know was possible, jolts of electrified rapture constantly shocking her neurons, making her feel weak - weak and amazing . Charlie knew that she'd been right to give into Zofia's advances, just the idea of missing out on this sort of enlightened mating one that made her want to sob .

So focused on how she was feeling, Charlie didn't notice the sound of ringing interrupting their erotic raucous.

Still thrusting into the blonde – the outline of her cock crawling up Charlie's stomach – Zofia held her phone up to her face, having put it on speaker so that Arthur could hear everything that was happening; she guessed he was probably running to the bathroom or his car for a bit of privacy before he answered. While she waited she studied the sexual domination she was leading, mesmerized by the imprint of her member through Charlie's torso. Even through the blonde's stretched skin Zofia could make out the bulge of the numerous veins that marbled her member, each active throb creating heart-beat-like bumps in Charlie's flesh like she was already carrying the futa's spawn.

"H-Hello?" A timid albeit masculine voice spoke out through Zofia's phone's speakers, "Zofia?"

"Hi honey!" She replied cheerfully, pausing her fucking for a moment of uninterrupted peace, "Guess what I'm doing!"

Before giving Arthur a chance to respond, Zofia railed into Charlie, sending her massive member stretching out the back of her womb and pushing it even deeper into her body, gaining fresh ground inside of her. Charlie immediately screamed once more, flailing weakly, her sweaty, golden locks whipping back and forth as she was cored out once more. Zofia grinned like Arthur could see what was going on, giving a few more pumps into the blonde, making sure there was little doubt about what was going on for his benefit; she held back a moan as she did, wanting to sound as completely in control as possible. She slowed down again, resting her ridiculous ramrod inside of the slut's cunt.

"Zofia I–"

"Still need some hints? Okay! Listen closely now."

Zofia lowered the phone as close to where her veiny, brutal scepter was distending Charlie's lower lips – which wasn't very close at all – her labia a taut-white from being so uncompromisingly stretched. She plowed again and again and again into the busty blonde, making sure her phone picked up every horrid, lurid schlick of her cock ruining Charlie's pussy, her screen actually getting a bit wet from the sloppy secretions splashing from the slut's smashed slit. Continuing like this for a few more seconds, she lifted her phone back to her face, smiling, once more pausing to see if her husband could manage a response this time.

"Zofia, you don't have to do this!" He suddenly half-shouted, his voice sounding devastated , "She's my best friend! We can talk about this - it's not too late to stop! I-I'm sure she doesn't want this either!"

"Stop? Why would I stop!? And trust me, your friend is definitely enjoying this!"

She held out the phone towards Charlie, even if her reach didn't cover anywhere near the length of her member.

"Well? Charlie? Are you enjoying this?"

"Oh God oh fuck!" The blonde cried, unaware of why she was being asked the question, her pleasure as obvious as the day was long, "I love it, Zofia! I love your fucking cock! Please don't stop fucking me!"

"Hear that, Arthur!?" Zofia laughed into her phone, happy that the blonde's not-faked performance was so good, "I think she likes it, don't you?"

"Think about this! Think about what you're doing to her. She might like it now but you know she'll never be the same. If you stop now, she migh–"

"You know, it sounds like you're the only one not happy right now, Arthur, 'cause I sure as hell am! What, are you disappointed that you can't do this to Charlie? You've always wanted to, haven't you!?"

Giving a snarl that she was sure her husband could hear, Zofia resumed her rapid rate of rutting. More moist sounds filled the air, along with louder howls of happiness from Charlie, this cacophony joined by the clattering of the coffee table bouncing against the floor. Zofia considered for a moment whether the living room furniture would survive the furious fucking she was putting it through, but decided that ultimately she didn't care; if it broke, that was Arthur's problem! She grunted as she really put her back into it, the outline of her member in Charlie's torso showing off her efforts - it was already battering at the slut's huge tits, and Zofia still had so much cock left to go!

"Arthur, dear, I'm gonna let you go - I'm a bit busy at the moment if you couldn't tell!" Zofia snickered again as she taunted her loving partner, "But I'll make sure to keep you updated! Bye now!"

Hanging up the phone, Zofia sighed loudly. She didn't realize it would be so difficult to be mean to Arthur like that! Happy to have a break from the cruel, vocal tormenting, she looked down to find herself still pumping into Charlie, nearly forgetting she hadn't stopped fucking her in the first place; the blonde hadn't seemed to notice that anything out of the ordinary had occurred, the whites of her eyes showing, her lips open with strained gasps and cries. She was still a constantly-climaxing mess, her cunt clenching crushingly against Zofia's cock, continuous streams of girl cum flying from her ravaged hole onto the futa's fuck stick.

Unrelenting in her pounding, Zofia took a moment to observe the progress she'd made with her husband's childhood friend. Despite barely having a third of her cock in the blonde whore, she was already nearing the end of her torso, the swell of her supersized spear splitting Charlie's tits, almost reaching her neck ; that didn't matter much, Zofia already knew she'd end up stretching her skin out in inhuman manners. Charlie was clearly lost in ecstasy, her clit sticking out above the shaft devastating her depths, throbbing with each new orgasm thrust onto her, her cunt geysering its juices over and over again. Zofia was still too far away to grab her ankles and take this fucking to the next level, but she'd get there regardless of how long it took!

Deciding that another picture for her husband was in order, Zofia held it up to her face and zoomed the image in so that it was focused on where her cock connected to Charlie's cunt. The blonde's sex was in shambles , slack and worn already, a mixture of Zofia's pre and her own fluids frothing around its bruised form, clutching the massive veins on the futa's cock like they were holding onto it for dear life. In other words it looked perfect ! Not to mention how gigantic the scene made Zofia's cock appear – not that it needed help in that department – Charlie's thighs next to it and the figure of her distended stomach painting a perfect picture of what was happening - hardcore, unforgiving fucking .

Z: You're really missing out, this cunt is tight !

She paused, and then quickly tapped out a second message.

Z: Well, not anymore

She made sure to add a few crying-laughing emojis at the end as well to really hammer her point home. Speaking of hammering, that's exactly what she was doing again to Charlie, gaping her to a degree never conceptualized by the human brain before, hosing down her insides with her slimy precum; she had been the entire time, her own sexual secretions leaking from around her awesome appendage, but now it was starting to show . A bump was forming on Charlie's stomach – one separate from the deformation caused by her dick – and was steadily rising, her womb finally filling up with futa sperm, Zofia's fat behemoth was keeping the blonde's pussy plugged, not allowing any of her pre to escape.

Balls gurgling as they brewed up potent progeny, Zofia moaned as her urethra swelled with more sperm, inflating wider than her own thigh . She could feel her piss slit yawn as it released the pent-up wrigglers swimming around in her sack, shooting them into Charlie's most fertile place; while pregnancy was essentially guaranteed when she had sex with someone, Zofia wouldn't be surprised if her pre had already gotten the job done. If it somehow miraculously hadn't , her real load unquestionably would , her cum so unnaturally virile a drop of it could impregnate a convent! Zofia licked her lips at the thought of Charlie waddling around, heavy with her seed, carrying around a stomach that was bigger than she was.

Like the thought alone of Charlie getting pregnant was enough to spur her on, Zofia ramped up her rate of fucking, picked up her pace of pulverizing, sped up her surge of spearing. Her sloshing sperm-stuffed sack dragged across the ground, her titanically-terrifying testicles thumping repeatedly on the floor, letting her fuck to the beat of her own drum. With each thrust Zofia pulled out over a foot of her meaty member before slamming it home - its home now Charlie's womb . Jets of off-white cum sprayed from the blonde's sex, splashing back onto the futa they came from, slowly bathing her in her own essence, matching her appearance to Charlie's.

"Fucking take it , slut!" Zofia grunted for her own enjoyment, not even doing it for Arthur at this point, "Take my fucking cock! Still got a lot left for you and I'm gonna fit every single inch inside of you even if it takes all day! Breed you, make you fucking fat with my cum!"

Charlie only managed a weak moan back.

Her words – hell, most of her – failed her at this point, her body paralyzed with pleasure. Fingers raking aimlessly against the table's surface under her when she could find the strength to, Charlie was demoted to a simple passenger in her own ruining, a bystander for her brutalizing. Whole body undulating back and forth, her legs stuck out limply in the air, forced apart by the magnitude of the monster mashing her sex into a beaten pile of flesh, her thighs practically hugging the bestial bludgeon. Breasts bouncing wildly on her chest, careening against the imprint of Zofia's cock, every part of her was forced into action without moving a muscle, only her pussy active as it flexed and clasped against the hyper-futa's furious fucking.

Charlie's whole world was in turmoil. She never thought - no, she never imagined that anything could feel this good, this amazing ! It was at the cost of betraying her best friend and sleeping with his wife, but with the immense amounts of euphoria she was feeling it was a small price to pay; she just hoped Arthur would understand the kind of sexual influence Zofia had on others. Having given up any form of resistance long ago – not that she displayed much to begin with – Charlie let the unfortunate thoughts of going behind Arthur's back wash away and be replaced by the brain-frying rapture she was currently in the middle of, her concepts of right and wrong dwindling with each deep thrust Zofia made into her.

Zofia knew the truth of the entire situation, and therefore had no qualms about 'cheating' on her husband. Only if she received a message containing the safeword – the main reason she was even checking her phone for his texts still – would she stop, even if the idea of having to do so would be one she struggled with. Because Charlie's cunt was just so delectable ! After having not tasted pussy on the end of her vicious spear for so many years, the blonde's loosening hole was like a five-course meal, satiating her sexual appetite, reminding Zofia of why she used to enjoy doing this so much. Hopefully Arthur had more sluts in mind for her to ruin!

She decided to take another video, now nearly as much for her own future enjoyment as Arthur's current delight.

"Take a look, honey, at how much this slut's enjoying this!" Zofia boasted cheerfully into her phone, once more fixating it on Charlie's cunt, "This slut just can't stop squirting! Think she's ever felt this good!?"

Her camera captured exactly what she was speaking of. Geysering from Charlie's sloppy hole was an unbroken stream of girl cum that arced through the air, shooting high and splattering onto the base of Zofia's cock's thick trunk where it landed, the splashing-droplets managing to fly into the video's frame. Zofia punctuated this with several more powerful pistons into the blonde, forcing the jettisons of feminine fluid to continue unabated, renewing them with each thrust; the futa's own cream joined it, drizzling onto the floor below them and soaking into the surface off the coffee table, turning its dark-wood structure white . She laughed more specifically for her husband's benefit.

"She just can't get enough! I can't imagine how much more horny she'll get after I knock her up with my cum!"

She flexed her cock this time, the entire bestial member lurching inside of Charlie, nearly lifting her from the furniture she lay across. The rivulets of pre flowing from the blonde's wrecked cunt turn into pressurized plumes , potent progeny billowing out as far as the slut's pussy juices did, several independent gushes shooting out in every direction. Zofia repeated this erotic action again and again, quickly flooding the room in her sperm, swinging her phone around to capture the mess she was making in their home, hoping that Arthur knew that he'd be the one to clean this all up when she was done.

"And I haven't even cum yet! Imagine how fucking big she'll get when I do, how much of the entire room will be covered when I unload. Hope you like mopping up my cum, bitch!"

Sending the video to him, Zofia hoped none of her words were too harsh for her husband, playing up her role as the dominant bull to the best of her abilities. Now that Charlie was extra greased with her virile ball brew, Zofia slammed into her with increased strength, using the fact that she had been stretched out so much already to dig deeper into her; she had some success, the imprint of her girthy glans tenting Charlie's chest skin, pushing it up towards her face, nearly knocking it into her chin. Charlie's huge tits were completely separated by the bulging enormity of Zofia's shaft, pressed into the side of her arms and the sides of her ribs all just to make space for the colossal terror ravaging her.

Taking another step closer to the buxom blonde, Zofia deepened her dick-drilling once more until the outline of her gaping slit did punch into Charlie's chin, stopping her head from lifting and seeing what was attacking her face; there wasn't really a question as to what was doing it anyway, but Zofia still liked the idea that she was pinning the whore down with nothing but her cock. Thrusting hard, Zofia rapped her cockhead against Charlie's countenance, bouncing her skull off of the table, creating that sweet chin music , battering what little sense Arthur's childhood friend had left from her brain.

Adjusting her angle of attack, Zofia squatted before plowing into Charlie again, wanting to distend her flesh past her face; her firm ass met her balls as she lowered herself, pressing their gurgling gravidity against the ground. Once her position felt correct, Zofia yanked her hips backward as far as she was capable of, watching as the outline of her member rose in Charlie's torso like a submarine piercing the ocean, and then advanced with a brutal buck. This time there was nothing blocking her outrageous organ, and it speared over Charlie's features, bringing a large amount of her reddened skin with it. She couldn't even see the blonde's face anymore!

Zofia quickly snapped a pic of it.

Z: Where did your friend go? I can't see her anymore!

Chucking to herself at her dumb caption, Zofia reached out with her one free hand, just managing to snag her fingers around one of Charlie's flailing ankles; she wished at this moment that she had huge fake tits just so she could use them as a pocket for her phone! Still, a hold on just one of the blonde's feet was good enough, so Zofia proceeded to drag her down towards herself, pulling her across the coffee table, and, incidentally, down more of her humongous cock. Charlie howled as she was stretched out in ways that shouldn't have been possible , her ungripped leg kicking out, her other thrashing in Zofia's hand. The blue-haired futa would have been worried if Charlie hadn't expelled yet another dousing of pussy juice!

Everything was in place for the futa to get serious about the fucking. She stood up straight from her crouched stance, her cock mashing Charlie's skull into the table as she did, and spread her legs, wanting to give her ludicrously-large scrotum a wide berth to swing with if it was able to; the enormous globes pressing into her legs groaned happily now that they were no longer squished down. Tightening her grip on Charlie's ankle, Zofia held her leg out as far as it could go like she was trying to force the blonde into a half-split to give herself as much room as possible to fuck with. Satisfied with the positioning, Zofia grinned at Charlie, knowing that her slut had no clue what was about to happen.

"Get ready, bitch!" Zofia called out, even if she was sure Charlie wasn't listening to her, "I'm gonna show you what its like when I really fuck someone!"

Slam !

As if to try and bring the blonde to her senses, Zofia put as much force into her first serious thrust as she could; Charlie's body flopped on the table as it was salaciously struck, the table itself skirting a few inches forward. Charlie howled at the sudden assault on her womb and tried to look up but her face bashed into the underside of the bulge of Zofia's cock hard enough to bruise her forehead and send her head slapping back onto the coffee table. Though she noticed this, Zofia gave the slut no chance to recover before she pistoned into her again, using the same amount of vicious strength as before. A loud cracking sound reverberated from under Charlie.

This was the pace Zofia picked as she rutted into her guest, not quite fucking into her swiftly yet, instead making measured, powerful hammers inside of her that further tented the skin over her face with each repetition. Like she was trying to slow it down or even control how hard she was being sexually brutalized, Charlie grabbed at the distension of the futa's rock-hard ramrod distending her flesh, her fingers attempting to claw at the rampaging beast, her nails digging into her torso to do so; this, however, didn't stop Zofia one bit. Hell, she could barely feel the blonde's digits against the tough surface of her cock, and what she did feel only made her want to ravage her harder!

"Ha! Try to slow me down all you want, slut, it won't help. I know you're enjoying this - just look at your sloppy cunt!"

Laughing harshly, Zofia leaned forward so that she could shoulder Charlie's leg, allowing the blonde's next blast of arousal hit her right on her own huge tits. Hunched slightly now, she humped at Charlie's groin, still separated by nearly a meter worth of unforgiving cock length, the protrusion of her monument to carnal destruction pushing past the blonde's hairline; that wasn't even a full half of her expansive extremity inserted, more sticking out of Charlie's ruined orifice than was wrecking it from the inside. The harder and faster Zofia thrust into her the more active her balls became, the bloated globes bouncing on the floor, throbbing, pulsating as they churned and churned with sperm, shaking back and forth slightly, too heavy to actually lift up and swing between her legs. That didn't stop them from trying , though, and they continued to tumble against each other like they wanted to fly freely like leaves in the wind.

The longer she fucked the golden-haired slut, the more her precum production proliferated. Besides the distension created by the futa's cock, Charlie's stomach was beginning to stick out more and more, giving her the appearance she was absolutely gorging herself on food - but that wasn't quite the case. It wasn't her stomach being filled repeatedly, it was her womb, and what was stuffing it wasn't something people usually considered food, either. What was bloating her body was a genetic-mass of oversized swimmers, healthy gallons of sperm that were actively seeking her eggs, aided by copious quantities of seminal fluid. They were so active they were nearly visible , Charlie's abdomen bubbling as more and more pre glorped against it.

Lancing a length longer than her leg and even wider again into Charlie, Zofia began to sweat from the exertion from making such repeated, extensive strides into the blonde slut. She hadn't had a work out like this in ages ! Even with the leverage she had with Charlie's leg working to her advantage, she was still slowly tiring, her libido-fueled energy only taking her so far; luckily, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to her own climax, which would allow her a quick break if she needed it. Zofia tried to stay cognizant of when she reached her brink, wanting to video call Arthur for the occasion.

Putting her back into it, Zofia sped up her thrusts, picking up her pace until her hips began to blur from how viciously she slammed herself into Charlie, the short futa practically hopping up and down to keep up with her fervent fucking. The coffee table's creaking-exclamations rose as well, only barely audible over the sounds of Charlie's throat-straining howls; the rapid, fluid weight she was being forced to contain applied pressure to herself and the furniture she was splayed atop of. Unlike the table, however, Charlie was enjoying the added pounds of fuck fluid being poured into her, the fullness and new heat in her womb causing her rapturous joy to ascend several more levels.

"P-Pregnant!" Charlie moaned incoherently, Zofia unsure if it was a question or a request, "So… full… So much cum!"

Zofia laughed; Charlie really didn't have a functioning brain anymore! Deciding this was as good a time as any to delete the busty blonde's old self from this world permanently , she adjusted her stance once more, shifting the position of her prodigious pole in the blonde's pussy, trying to remember the exact angle she needed to really mind-break a slut. Having no earthly idea what was going on, Charlie continued to cry out with her desire for seeding, writhing on the ruined coffee table, devastated cunt gushing. When Zofia finally managed to find the right spot, she flexed her lean muscles and took a deep breath.

Wham !

While she fucked Charlie in the same manner as before, the change in direction of her cock made it completely different. Her colossus was normally able to stimulate any woman's most pleasurable spot just by entering them, but when she pointed it to directly grind into it instead, it had a existence-altering effect on those she chose to fuck - and Charlie was no different! Zofia managed to both bash into the blonde's G-Spot and every other ecstasy-inducing section of her inner walls at once, the deforming of her womb multiplying her euphoria ten-fold. The fresh angle sent her massive member thundering back through Charlie's torso, sliding against the side of her blissed-out features, shooting out far beyond her head.

Charlie screamed.

Charlie screamed a scream that Zofia knew all too well, one that indicated her success. The blonde's eyes fully rolled into the back of their sockets. Her tongue hung out of her gaping, plump lips and dripped drool down her chin. Her whole body vibrated like she was having a seizure , thrashing violently against the weakening table. And, most importantly, her cunt sprayed . It wasn't like the uncountable orgasms she'd had throughout the coitus, it was something entirely separate, something more extreme than any of her previous climaxes. This time the jet of squirt shot directly upwards, knocking her engorged, reddened clit out of the way in the process, erupting high enough that the only thing stopping its momentum was the ceiling .

Zofia smirked as the cunt-cream came crashing back down, raining onto her like she was caught in a tropical storm. It had worked, Charlie was truly gone now, replaced by nothing but a receptacle for her cum and offspring, any aspirations or goals she had before this day decimated . And it was all for her husband's perverse fantasies! If Zofia could have patted herself on the shoulder she would have; it was nice to know she hadn't lost her touch! She let the blonde ride out her brain-shattering orgasm, holding her Herculean monstrosity still inside of her for as long as it took, the torrent of liquid warmth drenching her pleasurable enough in itself.

Minutes passed before Charlie calmed down, though her cunt continued to gush rapidly, albeit with much less force. Zofia took another picture of her for Arthur, this one entirely focused on her near-unconscious expression, grabbing every detail of her sweat-and-pussy-juice soaked face in it; as she'd been doing, she captioned it with something about hoping he wouldn't miss how she used to be. Satisfied with her further taunting, Zofia decided to hold off on anymore messages until she reached the finale of their fucking – at least the first one – wanting to build up her husband's anticipation as much as possible. Oh he would just love it!

"Hope you enjoyed that, slut, cause there's a lot more where that came from!"

Not waiting for a reply – knowing one wasn't coming – Zofia didn't change the position of her cock before she resumed ramming it into Charlie, punishing her pussy over and over again. Now that she could fuck Arthur's friend freely and with as much force as she wanted, she didn't hold anything back, throwing herself at the curvacous blonde; the table rocked under her violent poundings, groaning louder and louder, its legs liable to give out at any second. But Zofia ignored it - she knew from experience that her cock was more than sturdy enough to hold up someone on its own. Tucking her phone under chin, she grabbed Charlie's other leg, placing it on her shoulder, sinking more of her preposterous length into her at the same time.

Relentlessly she rocketed her ridiculous rod into Charlie's womb. There was no pausing anymore, no short breaks to take pictures or anything of the sort; she was going to fuck this slut until she came! Immediately, Charlie's cunt sprayed with the same intensity, splashing against the ceiling, her intermingled mumbles and howls incomprehensible, Zofia only able to pick up the occasional utterance of 'pregnant' or 'please', letting her know that the blonde was done for , no doubts about it. Oh well, they'd never been particularly close anyway!

Zofia's own climax was steadily creeping up on her, the rumbling raucous in her testicles increasing in volume, her cock somehow stiffening even more . The arteries lacing its horrendous length throbbed intensely, her urethra flaring as the quantities of precum coursing through it grew, bloating the entirety of her shaft; all of her gooey secretions unloaded straight into Charlie's womb as they had been, bloating her to such an extreme she already appeared pregnant, her stomach taut and pink, her belly button popped out. As much of her virile slop poured from Charlie's pussy as the blonde's own feminine fluids did, Zofia now standing in an inch-deep pool of her own progeny - an amount that would only increase when she reached her orgasm.

Beginning to pant, Zofia let go of one of Charlie's legs and grabbed her phone from under her chin, partially blocked by her own huge, heaving tits bouncing against it. She fiddled with the device for a moment – still thrusting all the while – pulling up Arthur's number and making sure the call she placed to him was of the video variety. Steadying the phone in front of her, she stared at the screen, making sure it was centered on as much of the action as possible, waiting for her husband's face to appear, putting on a smirk even though he wouldn't be able to see it - she had to get into character!

"Zofia?" His handsome features appeared on her phone, his face red and sweaty like he'd been the one fucking for the past hour, "W-Why are you calli–"

'Hey honey!" She immediately interrupted him, just like she'd planned, "I called you before, but this time I wanted you to be able to see your friend Charlie without having to wait!"

Zofia paused and chuckled.

"Well, see and hear! Because I wanted you to be able to witness what's about to happen. Do you know what's about to happen, Arthur?"

"Please, you can't just– not with her! She's my friend and if you, you…"

"If I what , Arthur?"

"If you b-break her and get her pregnant! You can't just… just do that to people, Zofia!"

"Oh, my love, I have some bad news for you then," Zofia turned the camera towards Charlie's face, "I already broke her! That's what I showed you in the last picture I sent! I thought you would have figured that out by now."

She hoped he could feel her mocking smile from the otherside of the screen.

"Besides, she's probably already pregnant! I'm just gonna make sure she doesn't leave here without carrying at least a half dozen of my kids!"

"Zofia, please, you can sti–"

"Now just be quiet and watch, cuck!" Zofia snarled again, focusing the video on Charlie's swollen abdomen this time, "Watch as I turn your best friend into nothing more than a squirming baby factory!"

Zofia gave a final, fierce stab into Charlie, accompanying it with a genuine moan .

There was a distinct rumble that even Arthur could hear through the phone's speakers. Zofia's massive member shook and bucked inside of Charlie, flexing of its own volition, growing ever so slightly as the first boulder of baby batter rolled up its incredible length; almost like the blonde could sense what was happening she stopped moving, her body tightening, her hands cradling her stomach with care instead of desperation. The sloshing in Zofia's cum factories reached a fever pitch, the gravid orbs inflating further, stretching out like they were trying to touch the coffee table themselves, like that might help them fill Charlie with their virile concoction even faster .

The futanari's cock swelled once more, its reality-defying girth growing, distending Charlie's completely-caved-in cunt further. Hidden from view, Zofia's urethra expanded just as much, hanging towards the floor as her thick sludge trudged through it, nearly stretching out wider than the shaft it was attached to. Through the protrusion in the blonde's flesh that rose over her head, it could be seen that Zofia's glans followed suit with the rest of her ridiculous rod, flaring, the outline of her piss slit opening up like it wanted to eat Charlie from the inside out. Her acreage of prominent arteries pushed out from her member, rising like the roots of an old oak outgrowing its plot. All of this was to prepare itself for an orgasm of apocalyptic proportions.

And Lord did she cum!

A change occurred inside of Charlie instantaneously . In a single second that passed by so quickly that if Arthur had blinked he would have missed it, his childhood friend's stomach went from pregnant-looking to impossible . It didn't happen slowly like her previous-inflation had, with the steady rising of her abdomen happening over many minutes; no, this time Charlie's gut exploded in size all at once, making her previous cum-bloat look tiny by comparison. Her stomach shot towards the ceiling like her orgasms had, wobbling wildly as an incomparable volume of semen unloaded into her faster than she could even comprehend . By the time her brain caught up with what was going on, she was already cumming harder than when Zofia broke her.

This was just from Zofia's initial stream, as well, one that wasn't even close to finished. The futa's blasts of cum lasted for many seconds, if not minutes, and her salvos of semen were as numerous as they were long. She moaned and shook as she basted the blonde's depths with her seed, struggling to hold her phone still, the video jumping up and down, the sensation of her orgasm nearly as mind-numbing as the ones she'd forced Charlie to experience. Her hips bucked of their own accord as she ballooned the slut more and more, forming a perfect seal against Charlie's bruised pussy lips, not allowing any of her potent progeny to escape - not yet , at least!

Charlie's midsection jiggled higher and higher, extending over the entirety of her torso, hiding all but the end of Zofia's cock still poking at past her face; even that part of the futa's gargantuan goliath was in danger of being overshadowed by the cum it rapidly released, the unending stream of semen running out of room to gush back into. Her engorging stomach began drooping over her biceps and thighs, covering her crotch and the cock connected to her, simultaneously pushing her heaving tits towards her chin. It just grew and grew and grew , fattening her up like a cow on the way to the butcher.

"Can you, can you feel it, slut!?" Zofia questioned between pants, nearly directing the inquiry more towards Arthur than Charlie, "Can you feel yourself getting pregnant? Can you feel my sperm spearing their way into your eggs!?"

Had Charlie not been knocked into a sexual coma the moment that Zofia came inside of her, she would indeed have been able to feel it. Almost like the sheer, unrepentant virility the futa possessed was powerful enough to force the blonde to ovulate, Charlie's body released as many eggs at once that it could, instinctively attempting to take advantage of this once in a lifetime breeding; though she couldn't feel it, Zofia knew her trillions and trillions of vicious, King-sized tadpoles were attacking Charlie's genetic material, ravenous in their desire to be fruitful and multiply.

Just the thought alone of how fucking pregnant this slut would end up made Zofia cum even harder . Eyes squeezed shut, she vividly imagined what was occurring inside of Charlie, picturing her mass of potent swimmers squirming and racing through the blonde's tubes, clogging them as they fought to get to her eggs first, attacking them at the source and leaving her permanently bred. Like her balls could read her mind, they gurgled loudly in response, forcing out even more cum into her cock like they wanted to make her fantasies a reality.

Peeking open an eye, Zofia watched Arthur's barely-concealed arousal through her phone, his attempts at masking it with horror faltering more and more as he stared at the ongoing cum inflation; she could also tell he was actively masturbating wherever he was, the video on his end shaking slightly, Zofia able to make out the rapid movement of his dominant arm in the corner of the screen. Knowing that her husband was enjoying this like he thought he would made her moan louder, her hips thrusting out again, her flowing storm of ball brew only increasing at the sight. She looked over her phone at Charlie, checking in on her for the first time since her orgasm began, noting just how huge her stomach had grown.

It was about time to pull out!

"Looks like your slutty friend is about to pop , doesn't it Arthur? Like she's at her limits? What do you think?"

Zofia started to walk backwards before his response came, knowing the answer already.

"Y-Yes! You have to pull out, Zofia! I don't think she can take anymore. Please don't hurt her!"

"Oh don't worry, dear, I wasn't planning on hurting her - at least not in any way she didn't want . I'm not done with her either!"

Trying not to trip on her own heels or her balls, Zofia continued to take step after step away from Charlie, her cock sliding out of her slack sex with a sickening slurp . As the blonde came unplugged, the futa's gallons of goopy glue followed, cascading out of her onto the floor and the table underneath her - the table which was clearly on the verge of finally breaking. Wooden legs bending inward, long, brutal cracks splintered the entire surface, several holes peeking out from under Charlie's body; it looked like it would hold for now, but for how much longer Zofia wasn't sure, her overinflated, busty slut sure to be ground-bound before her orgasm was finished.

Grunting as she freed her fuck stick from Charlie's fucked-up hole, Zofia struggled to stabilize it, her cum cannon still firing off with as much force as it started with. Gripping it with her unoccupied hand, she hauled it up so it was pointed directly at Charlie's humongous, swollen stomach, giving the blonde's cunt a momentary break; now that the mass of meat had been vacated from her vagina, it was made clear just how much Zofia had ruined it. What once was a tight, delicate slit was now a bottomless crater , Charlie's previous small petals turned into sagging flaps that pressed against the sides of her thighs, the inner-walls of her pussy hanging out in a pink, slack sleeve . It was obvious just from looking at it that her sex would never fully recover!

Unbothered by the wrecked state she'd left Charlie's cunt in – scarcely able to even see it from around her massive cock – Zofia focused entirely on the plastering she was engaged in. Her glans were actively launching numerous salvos of sticky seed onto the blonde's body, covering her head to toe with ease , several stray streams shooting over her figure and hitting the wall behind them. Zofia didn't need to aim her member really, the conal-spray of her dense sludge wide enough to engulf the entirety of Charlie had once, her ridiculously enlarged stomach unable to block the errant deluge of dick drippings from devastating her face.

It just kept coming and coming, her consistent outpouring of creamy ambrosia never faltering or weakening. Charlie had been cum-coated practically as soon as Zofia had pulled her cock out, not an inch of skin on her body safe from the layers of liquid lashings - including her stomach. It didn't matter how grand it had gravidly grown, it was getting covered regardless; in fact, it was struck by the squirts of seed more than any other part of her because it was so massive! The bloated cum balloon that had been Charlie's torso wobbled with each successive, savage spearing of salacious syrup, denting inward before it launched the cream back at its source, Zofia having to constantly whip her phone around to avoid it being ruined.

Deciding to participate in a bit of target practice, Zofia pushed her cock down so it was lined up with Charlie's gaping cavern once more, the great distance between them giving her some difficulty like when she first fucked the slut. Looking down the barrel of her bitch breaker, she stared at the area of the blonde's body she was about to paint; a cock-shaped hole stared back at her, completely crammed with cum, a wall of white slowly tumbling out of it like Charlie was already giving birth, her still-swollen clit the only remaining hint of what the brutalized orifice once was. Happy with how she'd left the canal – demolished – Zofia let her next spray of semen shoot straight into it.

"Gotta make sure you're pregnant, slut!" As if there had been any doubt, "Can't have any of my cum leaking out!"

True to her word, the first blast of cum to fire from her womb-wrecker went directly into Charlie's cunt, forcing her hanging-out-inner-walls to be stuffed back into her; Charlie briefly woke up at the odd sensation of her prolapse being reinserted, letting out an expected scream and squirt that splashed off of the bottom of her protruding, progeny-packed stomach. She passed out once more as her bloated baby-chamber was sent teetering violently, the top of her taut-torso smacking into her face, the mountainous mass not calming as further gallons of virile cream barrelled through it. It wobbled and grew, the rest of Charlie's body hidden more and more by her own altered abdomen.

There was a loud crack as the table gave out under Charlie, the extra weight from Zofia's consecutive, unending streams catching up to it. S hattering under the added heft of all the cum packed into the blonde, it collapsed into a pile of splinters and pieces, glazed in semen, useless and unrecognizable just like Charlie was; she went with it, plummeting to the floor and smashing the remnants of the furniture into a gooey heap of dust. Zofia had forgotten all about the table, and was glad to see that Charlie looked relatively fine after hitting the ground so hard, her body still twitching and cumming, her waterbed-sized-stomach wobbling uncontrollably - Zofia hoped her phone had caught what happened!

"You'll be replacing that, by the way," Zofia mentioned to Arthur in case he didn't see the destruction of their coffee table occur, "it's your fault it broke after all!"

Even though Charlie was laying on the floor, Zofia was still able to send her seed into her sloppy sex, simply having to point her cock further down to do so. She grunted again and again in time with her ludicrous launches of ball brew, pushing her lurching member out with her hips, flinging her fuck fluid all over Charlie's crotch; it was impossible not to continue to cover every inch of the comatose whore, her terrible torrents of testicle sauce spraying from her urethra in multiple directions at once. Errant cords and ribbons flew across the blonde's figure, pasting her to the floor and slowly drowning her under the rising sea of semen that had flooded the living room, the pearlescent ocean already beginning to cascade through the rest of the house.

This is how things continued for the rest of Zofia's climax, many minutes passing before her powerful potency-pissing even began to wane. Speaking to her husband cruelly, she mocked and tormented him through her phone as she moved it around so he didn't miss a single moment of his childhood friend's ruining. Taunting the unconscious Charlie as she plastered her with her numerous back-to-back blasts, careful not to cover her face too much for fear of accidentally suffocating her with her intense load. Saturating everything around them in her seed including the walls, the couch, and even the ceiling somehow, a caking of cum replacing the layer of pussy juice Charlie had sprayed onto it so that it was Zofia's semen dripping down onto them.

When her orgasm began dying down, Zofia took a minute to catch her breath - cumming so hard and for so long really took a lot out of a futa! She stretched her arms and legs and rotated her hips – her cock still fully erect and leaking – moaning in relief as she gave her muscles time to relax; as she did she checked on Arthur, grinning as she took in his state. He was panting harder than she was, his features scarlet, unmoving besides the rise and fall of his chest. Oh, he'd definitely cum at least once already! Overjoyed that he was relishing this whole, lurid fantasy-play as much as she did, Zofia felt a loving warmth blossom in her core, a serene calm washing over her.

She also gave Charlie a once-over, not harboring any desires to see the blonde actually damaged - well, not damaged outside of her sexual bits and brain , at least. Charlie seemed relatively fine, her massive, distended stomach jiggling in time with her haggard, gurgled breaths, her limbs still limp, her cunt twitching relentlessly, feminine fluids spritzting out of it. Besides being asleep she seemed happy! This was a good thing considering that Zofia wasn't even close to finished with her, having already planned to use the busty slut until she was somewhat satiated, even if it took until Arthur got home for her lust to subside! That thought was enough to make her cock buck and belch another heap of baby batter onto Charlie.

"So what do you think, honey!?" Zofia asked Arthur, trying to contain her excitement, "She has to be pregnant now, right? No way she isn't, just look at her!"

It took her husband a few seconds to respond.

"Y-Yeah I think she is Zofia. I-I'm just glad it's over, for her sake."

"Over? What do you mean?"

"Well you came already and she–"

"Oh Arthur! You're so funny!" Zofia laughed again, hoping her partner was still just acting, "You know it takes a lot more than just one orgasm for me to be satisfied! No, I'm not even close to done using this slut!"

Chapter 4: Zofia Picks Her Next Target

Summary:

Zofia finishes with Charlie and picks out her next conquest with her husband's help.

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Though there was no need for her to prove it, Zofia focused the video-call on her cock anyway, flexing it, showing her husband that it hadn't wilted even a little bit. Hearing him moan through her phone was all the encouragement she could have asked for, and she walked forward until she was standing between Charlie's legs, her massive member casting a long shadow over her unrecognizable figure, rubbing along the length of her inflated stomach. There was one thing she had to do before she fucked the blonde again, and that was help her with a bit of draining first, and Zofia had the perfect tool to do it with!

"Wakey wakey, slut!"

Zofia bounced her hips, forcing her cock to jump ; it popped into the air before quickly dropping back down, slamming into the top of Charlie's gravid midsection. Her weighty, gigantic shaft dented the blonde's inflated womb, forcing the excess flesh to fold around her grand girth, the middle of her pole sinking into her body. This was followed by a firehose of cum rocketing out of Charlie's cunt, splattering across the living room floor and against Zofia's legs and feet, the futa's goliath turning the once normal woman into a living sieve for her semen. Repeating this violent battering over and over again, Zofia literally beat the seed out of Charlie, forcing her to wake up in the process, groans and grunts flying out of her lips, her hands cradling her torso as if to try and protect it.

"That's better!" Zofia exclaimed now that Charlie's stomach was a more manageable size, only appearing pregnant with triplets after being drained, "Ready for more, Charlie?"

"W-What?" She mumbled, attempting to sit up, her arms shaking under her, her face gauzed with virile glue, "Where am… Zofia? What happened?"

She wiped at her head to try and free her eyes of their slimy mask, only to find that her hand was covered in the same sticky substance. Wagging her hand instead to try and get Zofia's cum off – the one thing the dense goop could be, she realized – Charlie tried to remember the events that had just occurred. Zofia was fucking her, hard , and better than anyone else she'd ever slept with by miles, the futa in a league of her own; she recalled that Zofia did… something to her, something she was still having trouble comprehending. Pleasure and pain flashed across her eyes in equal measure, and she tried to follow them like they might reveal the missing minutes of her day, like it might help her understand why all she could think about was cock .

"Get up and bend over the couch if you can ." Zofia ignored her questions, knowing the kind of state she'd left the blonde in, "I'll help you if I have to."

Nodding like she had no control over her body, like she didn't need to have control over her actions, Charlie stood up - at least she tried to stand up. Her legs shook under her, and she was made acutely aware of the sheer weight attached to her torso that wasn't there before. She gingerly touched her bloated belly, her fingers tracing over its new enormous size, failing to make sense of what she was feeling. Was she somehow pregnant already? No… No, that wasn't it! This was all Zofia's cum ! While she was most definitely carrying the futanari's future offspring, what was stretching her stomach and throwing off her balance was the insane quantity of sperm swimming around inside of her, a volume so magnificent she swore she could literally feel the army of virile troopers marching through her womb!

This was it, this was her purpose now. What Zofia had done to her that caused her black outs was change her, a change that was for the better ! No matter how hard she tried to focus on something other than the hyper-hung futanari she couldn't concentrate on anything else not related to her for more than a second; her brain was filled with imagery and sensations of being fucked, bred, and ultimately, what it would be like to birth the litters of kids she'd undoubtedly been pumped full of. Managing to stand up, she gazed at her new owner, the steely-eyed stare studying her back telling her that Zofia knew exactly what she'd done to her, and that she'd meant to do it, no questions about it.

It made Charlie happy !

"I-I can do it, Zofia!" Charlie sputtered, spitting up semen, "I'm sorry, I'll go right now!"

Zofia watched as the pregnant-appearing woman waddled over to the couch, cum waterfalling out of her cunt and splattering between her feet as she moved; cum fell in heavy sheets off of all of her body when she moved, slowly revealing sections of her bruised, fair skin. Charlie stood in front of the couch, clearly uncertain about how she was supposed to present herself on it, wavering between its cushions and an arm. Nearly speaking up to just command the blonde what to do, Zofia caught herself before she did, Charlie bending over the center of the black-leather furniture. The blue-haired futa held her phone out to capture Charlie shaking her bubbly ass back and forth like she needed to entice her Mistress, glad she hadn't ended the call yet. In fact, by this point, there wasn't a reason to stop it anymore!

"Like what you see, Arthur? Cause I know I do!"

Her cock flexed excitedly again as she started getting into position behind Charlie, hardly having to move from where she was standing, her enormous extremity easily bridging the gap between them. Pressing her throbbing, reddened glans against the blonde's cavernous cunt, she poked it a few times, sending obvious shivers of anticipation up Charlie's spine, teasing her just for the hell of it; her expanded stomach was partially flattened against a couch cushion, her face buried in her upturned breasts, her fat ass attempting to push back needily against Zofia's royal scepter, cum sliding off of her all the while. Looking and acting just like a slut should ! Grinning, Zofia punched her punishing pole forward, plunging it right back into Charlie's pussy.

Not bothering to go as slowly as she had the first time, Zofia launched into a brutal fucking immediately. She railed Charlie roughly, swinging her hips as rapidly as possible, walking forward to sink every last inch of her towering, tremendous titan that she could fit into the blonde; as expected, Charlie howled in subservient joy, jerking herself backward to meet the futa's thrusts, her cunt instantly spraying its arousal all over the floor and couch. Flumes of frothy fuck frosting followed, spilling from the slut's dilapidated hole, clearing space in her womb for Zofia's bitch breaker to pound into, the remnants of her explosive orgasm refilling her faster than she could empty.

As she'd been doing the entire time, Zofia framed the whole debauched scene with her phone's camera, alternating her stream-of-conscious hurl of insults and jeers between Arthur and Charlie, never making it clear who she was speaking to at any given moment. Arthur was obviously jerking himself off once again, Charlie begging for more, responding to every twisted utterance with desperate pleas, asking to be impregnated and ruined. The second that Zofia got close enough she planted harsh slaps across the blonde's bouncing backside, her cockhead tenting the top of her stomach, the couch shaking on its legs, slamming into the wall behind it. Holes and webbings of cracks formed across its surface, a visible display of the unfathomable force Zofia was using to destroy Charlie.

And when Zofia came again , she still didn't stop.

She fucked Charlie through her second orgasm, bloating her to new extremes and covering her with equally vast quantities of cum as before, only giving her a moment of respite between spearings. Zofia flipped her into position after position, splitting the couch down the middle while splitting the blonde's pussy at the same time; once the last piece of furniture in the room had been left an unusable pile of wreckage, she simply pile-drived Charlie into the floor and against the wall, creating a slut shaped crater wherever she chose to take her. Her energy didn't falter for even a second , never running out of steam – or cream – her internal gas tank running on full, her hips plowing forward like an unstoppable, runaway locomotive, her balls seemingly just as bottomless.

Cum mucked every surface of the room and quickly stained the adjoining sections of the house as well. Stray, wild shots covered windows and doors, tile and carpet alike hidden under the unending flood that flowed like a river through the abode, sure to be crusted and ruined by the dense, gooey fluid. Walls and ceilings were painted again and again, layered inches of virility matting onto them; droplets poured down onto Charlie and Zofia from every angle, matching them to their surroundings. Her potency was purely destructive and Zofia was pretty sure that at one point she heard a shatter come from somewhere around her, probably from a framed picture or window that was struck by a random, misaligned blast!

At one point Zofia's phone died, cutting Arthur – who hadn't stopped watching the entire time – off from his fantasies. Though annoyed by it, Zofia continued on, wanting to give her husband the biggest, messiest gift that she could when he got home. Charlie passed out again and again, only to wake up every time her brain was further fractured by a body-quaking orgasm, her womb refilled and emptied just as consistently. When Zofia finally did finish her so-called 'cucking', her cock softening slightly and sagging against the semen sea that was nearly up to her knees , she surveyed the scene she'd left, wiping a bit of cum and sweat from her brow, unable to even guess how many hours had passed since she'd started. Damn, she'd really fucked her house up!

At least that was Arthur's problem to deal with…

…

"...and then you got home!"

Zofia and Arthur cuddled together on their marital bed, naked, both fully hard; Zofia had her fist pumping up and down her husband's cock while weaving him the tale of her time with Charlie. Arthur's hands were clutching the sheets tightly, his hips humping to meet his wife's strokes, his face red and sweaty. She was teasing him instead of letting him cum, bringing him to the edge again and again, squeezing her fingers around his shaft tightly when she noticed the tell-tale signs that he was about to blow, only restarting her skillful ministrations when he calmed down enough - she wanted him to savor this.

"I am disappointed I couldn't get all of my cock into her though! No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get in the last couple of feet. Still, she was a pretty good fuck…"

She stopped and giggled.

"Which I guess you saw!"

It was a couple days after her tryst with his childhood friend. Once she finished using Charlie to her heart's content, she took a shower and grabbed a bite to eat, hanging out in the bedroom until Arthur got home; when she heard the door open, she rushed to greet him, pulling him into a deep kiss the moment he stepped foot in their desecrated home. Zofia had shown him to the living room – though the destructive, liquid mess she created started long before they reached it – showing off what she'd done to the blonde and that section of their house. He simply gawked at it in unbelieving awe, uttering under his breath about how amazing his wife was, his pants tightening as his cock stiffened once more. She kissed him again and reminded him it was his job to clean it all up before bounding off again.

Charlie stayed the night in their guest bedroom, not capable of leaving until the next day, possessing no feeling in her legs for many hours after Zofia had finished with her. She also just needed the rest! When she did dress herself and cautiously creep out into the house the following morning – which she found miraculously cleaned – Zofia was swift to meet her, leading her back to her car and reminding her to give updates about the pregnancy. The blonde barely had her bearings gathered before she was pushed onto the 'Welcome' mat! Zofia let Arthur know she was fine and had left, and that she herself was heading to work. They were both busy that night so it wasn't until now that they got to share their experiences with the cucking.

"But I wouldn't mind seeing her again, though that might be hard with the pregnancy and all."

"Y-You're sure she's pregnant?" Arthur asked, panting, his eyes squeezed shut, "She might not have bee–"

"Oh honey, come on now! You know better. She'll be lucky if she's not carrying ten of my kids, poor thing!"

Arthur grunted, and, feeling his cock throb in her hand, Zofia clenched down hard on it again to stop his building load from erupting.

"And since she's out of the picture now, I was wondering if there were any other women you wanted me to, erm, 'cuck' you with?"

"Other women…?"

"Yeah, I mean…" Zofia paused to choose her words carefully, "Charlie couldn't have been the only one you wanted to see me have sex with. I'm positive there are others!"

"Uh, I don't know Zofia."

"You don't? What about your… Ooooh! What about your boss !? I remember you telling me how much you couldn't stand her! The hot blonde that only got the job 'cause her father owns the company?"

"T-That might complicate things, I'm not sure if it would be a good id–"

"Wait!" Zofia was getting excited as she thought of more prospective targets, running through the list of women they both knew in her mind, "There's that waitress - the one who always waits on us at the Steakhouse! I've definitely seen her checking you out when she thinks I'm not looking. She's pretty cute, I'm sure I could figure out a way to get her over here!"

"I'm not sure if she really fits the, um, criteria . It kinda has to be someone I know well."

A devilish thought entered Zofia's brain. She paused her stroking completely, her eyes narrowing at Arthur as she mulled the idea over, trying to guess what his reaction would be if she mentioned this one, specific person; she would absolutely not mind bedding the woman she was imagining, that was for sure! But no, she couldn't say the name. That would be taking it way, way too far! Yet, she couldn't help but wonder - wonder what if he was receptive to her suggestion. If he allowed her to go through with it. Perhaps it was because of the success they'd already had with Charlie, or the putty-like state she had Arthur in now – most likely a combination of both – but Zofia was feeling bold. Bold enough to lean in and whisper right into her husband's ear.

"What if I fucked your mom !?"

The moment the question left her lips, Arthur gasped and threw his hips into air, his ass fully lifting off of the bed. His sudden movement knocked Zofia's fingers from his member, and yet his cock still gave a visible throb, his balls tightening under it. A rope of cum shot out of his pink tip and landed directly on his cheek, strand after strand firing in quick succession, each one accompanied by a grunt; Zofia had never seen him climax so hard! She watched in amazement and elation - her gamble had paid off! Clearly Arthur wanted her to fuck his own mother next, the idea so exciting to him he'd orgasmed hands-free! Zofia waited until his dick sagged between his large thighs and his ribbons of semen died down to a few trickling droplets.

"I'll take that as 'yes'!"

"Wait, wait," Arthur groaned and sat up, turning to face his wife, "I don't know about that, dear. That might be– I'm just not sure. Give me, uh, give me a bit to think about it, okay? I really do want to do this again, I just need to consider with who , first."

Zofia didn't let her wide smile falter.

"I understand, honey, it's a big decision after all. I was trying to help."

"I know sweetie," he reached over and pulled her into a long kiss, "thank you. It's just a lot to think about. Thank you for, uh, being open to all of this and going along with it."

"Of course Arthur, I'd do anything to make you happy…"

…

"Coming!"

Zofia stood at the beige, front door of her mother-in-law's house.

Hands intertwined behind her back, she tried to maintain a collected, cool kind of decorum as she waited to be let inside, the golden rays from the midday Sun warming her body. Her long blue hair was done up in its usual white-ribboned ponytail, her large orange eyes bisected by a single messy bang, dual strands of equal length running down either side of her face, framing her delicate features. Lips pursed in a half-smile, Zofia's slender nose twitched as the smell of home cooked food wafted towards her through the cracks of the barrier separating her from her reason for being there.

Brunch!

Maya, Arthur's mother, had graciously invited her daughter-in-law over for a nice meal upon learning that Zofia had the day off - another Administrative holiday. Zofia accepted, of course, and after reassuring Maya that she wouldn't need her to pick her up – claiming she didn't want to trouble the older woman when she was already cooking for her – she quickly showered, changed, and ordered a ride. Now she was here, standing, waiting, ready to enjoy a perfectly innocent day of bonding with the person that birthed the man she was married to - the man who didn't know where she was at the moment!

"Zofia! It's so good to see you, dear!"

The door burst open, its vacancy immediately filled by the outrageous form of Zofia's mother-in-law - and filled it was! Maya's figure was so over-proportioned that it took up all the space of the entrance to her home, the sides of her torso-shaming bust and pants-tearing hips actually touching the wooden frame surrounding her; luckily for Zofia she had to force her neck to crane just to meet the woman's gaze, naturally stopping her from ogling Maya's body the way she wanted to. It didn't stop Zofia from catching several glimpses of her mouth-watering form as her eyes made the journey to Arthur's mom's face, however, leaving her wondering just how in the hell did Maya fit through the door in the first place!?

From what Zofia had swiftly seen, Maya was wearing a simple, white dress, one that would have looked cute and modest on anyone that wasn't her. While obviously not designed to flatter the feminine shape, it wasn't given a choice in the matter when it came to the older woman, the thin garment hugging her curves like it was painted onto her body; and where it would have come down to Zofia's ankles, it barely covered Maya's incredibly thick thighs, showing off plenty of creamy flesh, her long legs nearly completely bare, her surprisingly small feet concealed in a pair of matching white slip-ons.

Taking up most of Zofia's vision was Maya's jutting chest, her sight filled with the gigantic, milky globes as she struggled to maintain eye-contact with her mother-in-law. They naturally created a deep valley of cleavage under Maya's chin, stretching her dress out and showing that she very obviously wasn't wearing a bra - probably because they didn't make one that came anywhere near her measurements! Maya's enormous tits were so expansive that the older woman's thin stomach – her stomach that didn't match the rest of her at all – was completely hidden beneath them, the bottom curves ending right where hips started, covering the top of them, all the while projecting out far past her ribcage.

But it was those awesome, wider-than-Zofia's-body hips that really made the dress ill-fitting. Nearly twice the span of Maya's own shoulders and extending out farther than the rounded edges of her humongous breasts did, they seemed to constantly lift the hem of her outfit, sending it fluttering with the slightest movements. Just the sight of them sent salacious sparks through Zofia's brain, her mind ignited with thoughts of how many of her kids Maya would be able to carry with a figure like that! She did her best not to dwell on those ideas and she continued to act as natural as possible.

"Hello Maya, it's so good to see you!"

Zofia took a step forward, expecting room to be made for her to enter the home but finding her face mashed into a mass of soft, jiggly flesh instead. Before she realized what was happening, Maya reached out and pulled her into a hug, Zofia's face perfectly level with the older woman's magnificent mammaries; her head was swallowed by Maya's cleavage, along with her shoulders and her own much-smaller chest. Momentarily caught off guard, Zofia attempted to return the affectionate action, but it quickly proved futile. Her arms couldn't even wrap around half of her mother-in-law's litter -bearing hips, her hands coming nowhere near the ginormous ass she knew was hidden behind those curves.

"Oh I'm so happy you came over!" Maya gushed, unaware of the effects her body was having on her daughter-in-law, "I know it was sudden, but I really appreciate you making time for me!"

"O-Of course," Zofia mumbled through the overly-plump pillows engulfing her visage, trying her damndest to maintain her composure, "you know I enjoy spending time with you."

Maya finally released her hold on the diminutive futa, her puffy lips forming a smile that stretched cheek-to-cheek across her motherly features. Not noticing Zofia's flustered state – or maybe not wanting to bring it up for her own sake – she quickly ushered her into her home, closing the door behind her. Now it was Maya's turn to do a bit of ogling as she followed behind her son's wife, unable to help herself, as infatuated with Zofia's figure as she suspected her daughter-in-law was with hers. Neither of them ever said anything or tried to make their wandering glances last for too long, but Maya had caught Zofia in the act before, and had certainly been caught herself!

From behind a pair of small, rounded spectacles, Maya studied Zofia's small body.

She actually had to halt her movement for a moment to be able to see her daughter-in-law, her tits too massive for her to see below them, pausing until Zofia's blue-haired head bobbed into view. The short futa had on a dark blue button-up top, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows with a white shirt peeking out from under it and a pair of her custom-made, extra-stretchy black pants rolling down her legs – and what jiggled over them – ending at slip-ons that looked like Maya's own, except opposite in color. Zofia was dressed nicely as always, professional and clean, even if there was a part of her that was always obscene, no matter what she did to try and contain it.

Nearly as wide as Maya's own ridiculous hips, Zofia's balls wobbled to and fro as she walked through the house. This was the aspect of her son's wife that Maya found her eyes always drawn to; Zofia was beautiful all over, but it was her genitalia that was the most attention-grabbing aspect of her. No matter how hard she tried to not gawk at the futa's unnatural endowment, her vision was inevitably pulled in its direction like Zofia's cock and balls possessed a gravitational pull all on their own! And as alluring and preposterous as it was that Maya could see any of her package from behind, it was when they were face-to-face that she had trouble controlling herself the most.

Having caught her own glimpse of it when she first greeted her daughter-in-law – and having seen her many times before today, of course – Maya could never not leer when Zofia's cock was also in her sights. Especially today. Though it was quick, she'd seen that Zofia's pants had a long zipper that went down the front along the entirety of her enormous member, undoubtedly added for ease of access when she needed to use the restroom or engage in more lurid activities. Even while closed, the teeth of the zipper were slightly yanked apart by the sheer bulk of what Zofia carried in her bottoms, like her shaft was constantly trying to burst out of it, her balls threatening to do the same thing to the legs of her pants.

"So what are we having?" Zofia asked, turning around, breaking Maya out of her inappropriate observing, "'Cause I'm starving !"

Maya mustered a smile and quickly hurried to her guest.

"Oh I just made a little spread!" Maya rushed past Zofia, her curves undulating wildly, "Bacon, toast, pancakes, eggs, fried potatoes. Gosh, just saying it out loud makes me feel like I made too much! I swear, one of these days I'm gonna start that diet!"

"Oh you don't need to lose weight Maya, you always look great! And I eat a lot anyway, so this is perfect. I like to make sure I'm properly… fueled ."

Maya blushed at the double-meaning of the futa's words.

"Y-You're too sweet, dear. Please, sit down, and I'll fix you a plate. Would you like anything to drink?"

"Water is fine, thank you."

Before Zofia took a seat, she pulled her phone out of the breast-pocket of her shirt and aimed it at Maya. It was time to tease Arthur! She opened up the camera app and snapped several pictures of her mother-in-law, wanting to have a few to pick from to send to her husband. Zofia scrolled through them, deciding on one that captured his mother's figure the best - and the one she chose did that better than she could have hoped! In it, Maya was bent over, pulling a tray of food from the oven, the image an angle of her profile; her gigantic tits were brushing against the floor and the hem of her dress was pulled so far up that the bottom of her incredibly fat ass made an appearance, her body looking as though it would tip over if she wasn't careful.

She sent the picture to Arthur.

Z: Forgot to tell you, but your mother invited me over for brunch.

Z: Not sure how long I'll be over.

Z: But it could be for awhile!

Pocketing her phone, she sat down as instructed, her feet hanging above the floor, the outline of her package pressed into the underside of the wooden dining-room table. Folding her hands, she placed them on the table and smiled, thinking, mentally going over her plans for the day; she'd eat with Maya and genuinely enjoy her company, the older woman kind and easy to talk to, using the meal her mother-in-law prepared for energy she'd need for what came after . Unlike with Charlie, Zofia did feel a bit bad at what was going to happen to Maya, but she had a job to do, even if her husband didn't know that she was going to bring his fantasies to a new level. But he would soon!

Snapped out of her contemplation by Maya's heavy, approaching footsteps, Zofia had to bite her bottom lip and tense her muscles to control herself when she laid eyes on the older woman. In both hands she had glasses of water, her arms outstretched with several plates piled high with food balanced atop them; but that wasn't what was sending a stir through the futa's loins. Sitting on her magnificent canyon of cleavage was another plate, her mother-in-law using her own incredible bust as a shelf to carry more food with her, a couple of cloth napkins stuffed between her giant breasts as well - and she acted like this was totally normal! Zofia gulped and smashed her thighs together, her fingers tightening around each other.

"Looks like I got it all in one trip!" Maya exclaimed happily as she unloaded the dishes and cutlery onto the table.

"Oh Maya, you should have asked me to help you! It wouldn't have been any trouble."

"Don't be silly, dear, you're my guest! Besides, after Arthur's father disappeared, I waited tables to pay the bills - this is how I always carried food to tables. I'm just happy I can still do it!"

She must've gotten great tips!

"Well, next time feel free to ask. I would gladly help you, Maya."

"You're so sweet, Zofia," Maya finished setting down the plates and took a seat across the table from her daughter-in-law, "it makes me so happy that my Arthur married such a wonderful girl."

She paused and cleared her throat.

"Um, well, married such a wonderful futanari , I mean! Sorry, hon'."

"It's ok Maya, I know what you meant. I should be the one thanking you for raising such an amazing son. It's hard to find men who aren't… judgemental about my size, and– well, I'm sure you get what I'm saying."

"O-Of course!" Zofia smiled to herself at Maya's growing fluster, "I can imagine it can be, erm, difficult to not be judged or looked at when you're, um, with–"

"Mhm, it is," Zofia nodded, waiting to speak again until she finished chewing her bite, "but I'm sure you can relate, Maya. If you don't mind me saying, there aren't many women I've ever come across that are as… built as you are. I'm surprised you don't have men lined up at the door to take you out!"

Maya blushed again, but her expression turned into a somewhat sad one.

"Oh I wish that were the case, dear. Unfortunately I find that men are too intimidated to approach me - or they get too jealous and overprotective and it doesn't work out. That's why Arthur's father left. Well, that and he didn't want to take care of a child."

"I'm so sorry," Zofia reached a hand out across the table, though it didn't come close to reaching Maya, "that must have been so hard. But look at you know! A beautiful woman with a beautiful house and an amazing, successful son! You should be proud of yourself! I'm sure someone will come along with the confidence and body to match yours, maybe even sooner than you think!"

Giving her a confused look, Maya was about to ask her what she meant but was interrupted by a loud buzzing .

"Whoops, sorry about that Maya!" Zofia pulled her phone out of her shirt-pocket, having received a reply from Arthur, "It's Arthur - I told him we were seeing each other today."

A: That's great Zofia! Thank you for spending time with her

A: It means a lot to both of us

While these texts came back-to-back, there was a longer passage of time before the third.

A: Wait. Zofia, you're not there to do what I think you're there to do right?

Zofia smiled and quickly tapped a message back.

Z: I don't know what you're talking about

Z: Just remember the safeword

She accompanied the last text with a winking smiley-face, and then put her phone away once more, relaying to Maya what her son had said – well, except for that last bit! Her mother-in-law cooed again and brought up what good people Arthur and Zofia were, before the conversation settled into more regular topics like work and the weather. Zofia ate a measured amount of the food, delicately forking meat, eggs, and pancakes into her mouth, making sure that she didn't fill up too much; it wouldn't do her any good to be uncomfortable during her upcoming workout! After finishing her last bite, Zofia pushed the plates away from her, chugged the rest of her water, and complemented Maya on her cooking. Maya thanked her and finished herself shortly after, getting up to clear the dishes once she was done.

"Please let me help you, it's the least I can do!"

"Oh Zofia, you really don't have to!"

"I insist!" Zofia stood up and slid over so she was standing next to Maya, matching her movements and stacking her arms with food-strewn plates, "Just show me where to put them!"

Zofia followed her host to the kitchen, admiring her protruding backside that stretched her dress obscenely and bashed against anything she walked by. Maya showed her where to scrape the meal remnants before putting the dishes in the sink to be cleaned, the older woman leaving to finish clearing the table; a devious idea formed in Zofia's head the moment she was alone. After dumping the dishes into the basin, she quickly checked her phone, seeing if Arthur had used their safeword. He hadn't! Though his response was one of uncertainty, he wasn't telling her no , and that was what was important. Her smile grew as she rolled up her sleeves further and turned the knob on the sink, letting hot water stream onto the dirty cutlery and plates.

She went to work washing the dishes, waiting for the perfect moment to enact her plan. Maya came back and exclaimed in horror that her daughter-in-law shouldn't have been cleaning up after them, and that it was her job to do it; Zofia reassured her once more that she wanted to help, and that she wouldn't hear anything else of it. The older woman clicked her tongue disapprovingly but relented, busying herself with tidying up the rest of the kitchen, leaving Zofia to it. Zofia bid her time, not rushing the task in hand until the opportunity arose to take this whole brunch get-together to the next level.

Which, as it turned out, would be very soon!

"Here honey, I'm just gonna set this to the side so I can tackle it later." Maya was referring to a large, pancake batter-crusted bowl, which she placed away from Zofia, "You don't need to wash everything!"

"Nonsense! I got it!" Zofia reached out and snagged the mixing bowl away from Maya and put it in the sink, filling it to the brim with steaming hot water, "Think of it as my way of thanking you for the delicious meal!"

"Zofia, you really don't hav–"

"Shit!"

Feigning shock and pain, Zofia leapt backward as she accidentally spilled the whole bowl of dirty liquid onto her front; it actually did hurt a little bit, but the pain would be well worth it! The scalding liquid cascaded down torso, soaking into her shirts and pants, matting them to her body, her genitalia on even greater display now. She quickly pushed the bowl back into the sink and frantically wiped at her clothing, Maya rushing to her aid, grabbing a kitchen towel and wiping at her daughter-in-law's chest. Zofia smirked as she was tended to, relishing the feeling of Maya touching her.

"I'm so sorry Maya! I didn't mean to spill that all over your floor!"

"Oh hush now, hon'," Motherly instinct kicking in, she was more concerned with her guest than the puddle on the kitchen tile, "accidents happen! I just want to make sure you're okay! You're soaked!"

"I-I'll be fine, I just need to dry off a little first!"

"No, no, that won't do. Let's get you to the bathroom, dear, and see if I don't have a change of clothes for you to wear."

"You're too kind, Maya, but really it isn't necessary!"

"Ah ah! Come with me!"

Hoping her glee wasn't too obvious, Zofia allowed herself to be dragged through the house, her eyes on Maya the entire time. The older woman skipped the guest bathroom completely, knowing that with their combined, incredible figures they wouldn't be able to fit comfortably inside of it at the same time, and guided her daughter-in-law straight to the master bath connected to her bedroom; Zofia glanced at her huge bed as they passed it, the mattress and frame seemingly specially ordered to accommodate Maya's insanely voluptuous figure - just the right size for both of them!

"Okay Zofia, strip out of those wet clothes and I'll get you a towel and one of my dresses. I'll toss your clothes in the wash and have them nice and clean for you to wear when you leave!"

"Sounds good Maya. Thank you again, I'm really sorry!"

"Don't worry about it, dear! I'll be right back!"

Once she'd left, Zofia quickly removed her outfit, taking her phone out first before tossing her clothes and shoes in a pile on the floor. Standing in nothing but her Birthday suit, Zofia turned around so she was facing the large, wall-stretching mirror, her naked reflection illuminated by the array of lights lining the ceiling. Taking a step back, she made sure she could see all of her nude body in the reflective surface before checking her messages one last time - still no texts containing the safeword! Zofia quickly snapped a picture of herself and sent it to Arthur, letting him know of her 'little' accident and that his mother was fetching her a change of clothes. The sounds of Maya coming back caused her to swing around and hide her phone behind her back, masking her excitement with a more casual expression.

"Here you are, honey," Maya turned the corner, a folded dress and towel in her arms, "I hope this fits, it's a little sma–"

She gasped.

Chapter 5: Zofia Takes Maya And The Aftermath Of Her Work

Summary:

Zofia fucks and breeds Maya as expected a short epilogue where her and Arthur reflect on what happened months later.

Notes:

Last chapter! Originally I was going to separate it into two but I couldn't find a split I was happy with! So here's the rest. Zofia fucks Maya and all that, and for those of you looking forward to the hyper-pregnancy parts of the story, its at the end! Hope y'all enjoyed this one - it was a fun commission to write

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Immediately she dropped what she was holding; she was so caught up in helping her daughter-in-law she'd forgotten all about what was swinging between her legs! She was so surprised that she didn't even think to hide her jaw-dropped, wide-eyed staring, ogling the blue-haired futa more openly than she ever had before. Zofia was just so sexy! A beautiful face, nice, large breasts – ones Maya could appreciate despite the size of her own superior bust – and that… that cock! It looked even more enormous now that it was freed from its cloth prison, hanging down to Zofia's ankles, only blocked from tapping them by her even bigger brain-boggling, bulbous balls which did rest against the top of her feet.

It all just looked so delicious . Maya knew that the futanari her son was married to was more hung than anyone she'd ever been with before, but seeing her endowment in the naked flesh was an entirely different experience! So thick, so long, so virile - it was everything Maya expected it to be and more ! Even flaccid, numerous, ruler-length and wrist-thick veins prominently marbled its pale expanse, stretching all the way down to her pink, partially foreskin-sheathed glans, which visibly pulsed under her lustful gaze. Similarly, her stupendous scrotum also throbbed, and Maya was sure her ears weren't lying to her when she heard a distinct gurgling reverberating from her sperm-tanks.

"What's wrong Maya? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

Zofia took a step towards her.

"I-It's nothing, really, I just um, just…"

Zofia took another step.

"Just what? You can tell me."

"I-I just, uh, well, I forgot about your… um, well, your other parts. Don't w-worry, I'm fine."

A third step.

"Are you sure? You're getting really red in the face. Are you feeling okay? Do you need to lie down?"

"L-L-Lie down?"

"Yes." Zofia was standing breast-to-face with her now and looking up into her eyes, "In fact, I insist that you lie down…"

She smirked confidently.

"...with me !"

Before Maya could react, Zofia raised herself up on her tip-toes and, with her free hand, pulled Maya's head down, wrapping her fingers up in her mother-in-law's gray-streaked, sandy locks. Offering zero resistance, Maya allowed herself to be maneuvered by the hyper-hung futanari, leaning forward to meet her lips, her enormous breasts squishing into the entirety of Zofia's torso. Their faces met in a passionate lip-locking, Maya's glasses pressing into Zofia's eyes as they kissed, her hands immediately gripping her daughter-in-law for support.

Feeling her arousal rise, Zofia began walking Maya back into the bedroom, trampling the towel and dress she'd been brought. They stumbled together as they blindly backpedaled towards the bed, tongues swirling around each other, spit wetting their lips and cheeks, their over-developed bodies grinding into one another. Zofia kept a tight grip on her phone as they moved, planning out the next opportunity to send Arthur a picture - hopefully he thought his mom was as hot as she did! When they reached the huge bed, Zofia wasted no time in pushing her mother-in-law onto it, the older woman panting as she was forcefully - but not unwillingly – splayed across the sheets.

Phone still clutched in her hand, Zofia joined her mother-in-law on the bed, climbing on top of it and her ; she had to literally slide between Maya's enormous tits, her ribs sandwiched on either side by the mountainous, soft mounds. Her cock and balls dragged onto Maya's covered-crotch and slim stomach as she lay atop her, making the older woman moan and squirm from its touch alone . Kissing her husband's mom once more, Zofia kept an eye open and sneakily took a picture of their intimate moment together, sending it to Arthur, with several captions and follow up texts about being sorry and how she just couldn't help herself, Maya none-the-wiser to her doings.

"I want to see you naked now!" Zofia suddenly announced, sitting up and straddling Maya's abdomen, her bent legs pressing into the side of the MILFs ridiculously-wide hips, "Take off your dress!"

Maya looked from Zofia's face down to her massive package, which was currently resting heavily against the bottom of her breasts - that did all the convincing for her. Without a word she nodded frantically and proceeded to tear at her dress, sitting up slightly to yank it from her body; it was slow going due to the colossal curves it had to crest, the garment hugging and snagging on her pliable mounds of fat. Not bothering to help her, Zofia licked her lips as she watched, happy that the older woman was already under her spell, her apparently-huge nipples clearly tenting the front of her dress, providing another obstacle for her to overcome. As soon as Maya removed the white article of clothing she tossed it away, confirming what Zofia had expected.

She wasn't wearing a bra!

Breath taken away by the sight in front of her, it took a second for Zofia to gather herself before continuing, Maya's naked breasts more glorious than she could have ever imagined. It was like she was sitting next to a pair of pale, pliable beach balls that were laced with a map of blue-and-purple veins and crowned by the biggest nipples the futa had ever seen; the pink nubs were long enough to look like small cocks , and wide enough that they would fit comfortably in Zofia's palms! Her areola were as wide as one would expect on a woman so generously endowed, the blush-hued circles as wide and round as the dinner plates they'd just eaten off of, covered by an array of small bumps that Zofia couldn't wait to trace with her tongue.

Her mother-in-law's tits were as large as the pillows Zofia slept on every night – at least – and looked just as soft and supple as well. Even if she wrapped both arms around just one of the mountainous globes, Zofia wasn't sure if she'd be able to make her fingers meet, each tremendous sphere nearly half as wide as she was tall . They jiggled repeatedly with every ragged breath Maya took, bouncing off of each other and the bed, so amazingly gigantic that they smothered her ribcage and touched the sheets while she was laying down. Despite Zofia's mother-in-law's age, they didn't sag nearly as much as she expected, sitting high on her chest, the stomach-hiding aspect of them coming from their sheer, stupendous size instead.

Zofia suddenly remembered how to speak.

"God, you're gorgeous , Maya! I've never seen a body so amazing!"

"T-Thank you," Maya moaned back, writhing under her, "I'm so happy you like my body - t-that you like me !"

"I do." Zofia paused and stretched her arms out, dropping her phone on the bed in the process "And now you're all mine !"

A high-pitched squeal emanated from Maya's throat as Zofia suddenly grabbed hold of her massive nipples. Yanking and twisting them, the futa moaned as felt her hands sink into the velvety mounds of fat, her mother-in-law's enormous breasts squishing into her chin from being flattened. Zofia shimmied her hips as she played with Maya's all-natural pillows, grinding her package into the older woman's stomach; now that they were next to each other, Zofia noted with no small amount of amazement that her grandiose balls and Maya's chest were practically the same size. She'd never met anyone that had attributes to match her own!

There was a new source of moisture that Zofia could feel against her ass as she expertly toyed with her husband's mother's nipples - and she didn't need to look to know where it was coming from! Zofia didn't have a doubt in her mind that Maya was getting incredibly turned on by her touch, and whatever panties her mother-in-law was wearing – if any at all – were getting absolutely drenched by her own arousal. Brimming with confidence, Zofia took her hands off of Maya's breasts and grabbed her cock, heaving it up into the air and waving it back and forth, the older woman's eyes immediately gluing to it, following its pendulous movements with rapt attention.

"See something you like, Maya?"

"I-I-I–"

"Hmmm?" Zofia stopped shaking her soft member and held it straight across Maya's torso so that her cockhead was lined up with the MILFs actual head, "If you want me to put it away I can! I understand it's probably too big for you. Oh well! I guess I'll just go get dressed and leave…"

"NO!" Maya shouted desperately , sitting up and making a grab at Zofia's cock, which was held purposefully out of her reach, "I need it! I need it so fucking bad, Zofia. Please."

"Is that right?"

"God yes! Ever since you started dating Arthur I've wanted to get my hands on you. Even on your wedding day I couldn't stop staring at the huge fucking bulge in your dress! I looked at it more than I did my own son ! It's what I remember most about what should have been one of the happiest days of my life! Please don't go. I'll do anything, I'm begging you!"

For once Zofia was glad she wasn't recording a video for her husband!

"I see. I should've known you were just another hopeless slut!"

"I am! I'm a slut for your giant fucking cock and I'll do whatever you want if you fuck me with it! Anything you ask or say or tell me to do!"

"Then why don't you spread those oversized tits for me first!?"

Maya's face lit up and she did what she was told without question, just like she said she would. Falling back onto the bed, she craned her neck to look at Zofia as she gathered up her titanic tits in her hands, pulling them apart and opening her cleavage for the short futanari's use. Giving her an approving smirk, Zofia positioned her cock over Maya's split-bust, using the shadow it cast across her mother-in-law's torso to get the angle right; she could see the MILFs breathing intensify as she waited for what was coming, basically broken already! Once everything was perfectly aligned, Zofia simply took her hands off her monstrous trouser-snake and let it drop .

Unf!

The incredible weight of the futa's massive meat plummeted onto Maya's torso, causing the older woman to grunt and recoil like she'd just taken a punch to the stomach. Zofia's goliath split her own enormous sack when it landed, pushing her balls out of the way to make room for itself, doing the same to her mother-in-law's tits; it extended all the way to Maya's face , battering her glasses and covering her head completely. Moaning as her super-sized endowment was engulfed by Maya's gigantic bust, Zofia couldn't help but thrust forward immediately , grinding her colossal urethra against her husband's mother's features, reaching down to massage her titanic testicles at the same time.

"Now wrap your tits around my cock!"

Following the hyper-hung futanari's commands, Maya grunted as she pushed her breasts up, using the squishy mounds to hug the cock spearing through them; Zofia's amazement grew as she witnessed over half of her cock disappear between those humongous mountains, only a few inches at the base – which were smothered by her own ridiculous cum factories – and the length resting against Maya's visage left uncovered. Maya shimmied her breasts up and down the incredible expanse of her daughter-in-law's oversized organ, Zofia meeting her movements with her own thrusts. The wetness under her ass grew.

"Just like that, slut, get me hard with your fat fucking tits!"

Moaning at her new owner's words, Maya increased the speed of her bosom undulation. At the same time she grabbed at her nipples, tweaking them, furthering her own pleasure, the lurid act she was engaged in erotic enough to make her feel hot ; she'd never been with anyone who was endowed enough to have their cock stick out of her breasts! Without being told, she began lapping at the underside of Zofia's member, running her tongue along the ridge of her cum tunnel and the flare of her girthy glans, drooling from the salty taste overwhelming her mouth. It tasted so good!

Realizing now was as good a time as any to take another picture, Zofia humped harder into Maya's immense cleavage, using it as an excuse to lean over and stealthily grab her phone. Double-checking to make sure her cock was completely covering Maya's face, she held her device high in the air and quickly snapped a few pics; she kept up her rapid rate of rutting as she reviewed the images, picking the best one - they were all so hot it was hard to choose! Deciding on the one that captured the carnal act the best, one that would let Arthur see everything happening, her cock in the center of it all, she sent it to her husband.

Z: A pretty good fit, don't you think?

Smiling to herself, she put her phone down closer to her this time and went back to enjoying the soft ministrations her mother-in-law was providing her. Now that she was finally getting to have her way with the one woman she always wanted to, her cock immediately began to harden, extending even farther out past Maya's skull; as it grew it brought the older woman's glasses with it, sliding them onto the bed behind her. Zofia joined her hands with Maya's on her humongous tits, squeezing the plush pillows of fat roughly - which Arthur's mother clearly appreciated. The buxom woman squirmed under Zofia fervently at her touch.

There was a loud glorping sound as Zofia's cock began to expel its pent-up pre. Maya could feel it before it poured out from the futa's piss slit, her daughter-in-law's urethra bulging with a big bubble of ball brew that mashed against her body. Due to the sheer unnatural length of Zofia's endowment, her gush of seed spilled past Maya's head, piling onto the sheets behind them, creating a steaming heap of potency on the bed; Maya paused her licking to gasp as the smell of it reached her nostrils. It was like Zofia had cum directly up her nose and into her brain, the heady-musk making her eyes and mouth drool, her cunt following suit. It was so strong, so overwhelming that the older woman felt like it was seeping into her every pore, her womb tingling from the powerful virility wafting over her.

"You like that, Maya? You like the smell of my precum? Good, because there's a lot more where that came from!"

Grunting, Zofia pushed her hardening-member through Maya's titty meat again, this time shooting her goopy slime across the bed; it hit the headboard and pillows on the other side of it, bathing her mother-in-law's sleeping area in her essence. Repeating this, Zofia pushed out more and more of her thick pre-load, plastering everything and anything in its path, dense rivulets running down her shaft and soaking into Maya's hair, matting it to the sheets. Maya squealed and thrust upward, the moisture she was releasing rocketing up and splattering against Zofia's bare back, the futa grinning triumphantly - she'd cum from from feeling her pre!

"Cumming already? I knew you were nothing but a desperate slut!"

Maya tried to respond, but her voice was muffled by the log of cock pressing down on her lips.

Zofia took another picture and sent it to Arthur, keeping him updated, tormenting him with her conquest of his mother. Now halfway to a full erection, Zofia decided that a change of pace was in order; without announcing her intentions, she rose into a squat, her cock easily long enough to still be sandwiched between her mother-in-law's breasts even in her elevated position. Her cock slid back with her until her fleshy pink crown – which was now freed from its foreskin prison – was resting against Maya's chin, the rest of her thick shaft hanging down across her torso, her immense, weighty balls still resting on Maya's crotch. Admiring the salacious scenery, Zofia thrust her member at the older woman's face.

Instantly a new white-washing occurred. Her urethra gaped open and flooded Maya's features with its frothy offering, burying her motherly countenance in a mountain of futa-juice; Zofia took a picture as soon as she could, not wanting Arthur to miss a single moment. Renewing her pistoning, Zofia continued to pound her tip against Maya's face, degradingly beating into it from every angle for as long as she could, her rapid growth taking away her ability to do so quickly. Each thrust brought more and more fuck fluid flying from her violent bludgeon, drowning the older woman under her pre. Maya did nothing to resist or fight back, bubbles appearing from where her lips were hidden, each one indicative of an utterance of arousal.

As she pummeled her mother-in-law with her powerful pole, Zofia glanced behind herself and down at the rest of the aged slut's body. Maya was wearing underwear, a pair of white panties that gripped her hips so tightly they looked like they were cutting into her skin and hugging her engorged, dripping mound tightly; that meant the older woman had squirted hard enough to cream through the thin material! Zofia's cock throbbed as she thought about the implications, her glans once more sliding over Maya's hairline and shooting its ambrosia onto the bed. If she was this turned on already , the rest of her conquering would be easy as pie!

Choosing to take a video this time, Zofia silently aimed her phone at her mother-in-law; unlike with Charlie, she didn't say anything or taunt her husband – at least for this video – letting the horrifying, lurid noises speak for themselves. Besides the ridiculous imagery playing out on her screen, the sounds of Zofia's sloshing balls could be heard like she was holding the device right up to it, along with the constant splashing of her precum slopping onto the bed. Additionally, Maya's own gurgling moans resounded through the bedroom, along with the repeated slapping of her tits against Zofia's cock and her own stomach. Zofia let the video go on for nearly a minute before sending it to Arthur, not bothering with a caption this time around.

It spoke for itself, after all!

This combination of tit-fuck and body-frotting continued on, Maya resuming her lavish licking of whatever section of super-sized shaft she could reach. Zofia had to stand up straighter and straighter the more her cock grew, her member steadily lifting out of her mother-in-law's reach, elevating itself higher with every pulse -accompanied addition of excess length; her balls inflated as well, taking up further space on Maya's groin and torso, nearly meeting her breasts again as they filled up with gallons of sperm. Blood-packed vessels popped out along her extensive mass of meat, doing their damndest to help it achieve its full potential, Zofia's venous endowment quickly overtaking her own height and approaching Maya's. Soon she would really break her mother-in-law!

Having little idea of what was going on, Maya simply did everything in her power to pleasure her daughter-in-law. She craned her neck to lick at the impossibly long shaft above her, her arms straining from the workout they were being put through, unfaltering in their shaking of her humongous tits. Maya had never been so aroused in her life , and she could feel that her panties were completely soaked through because of it, her feminine secretions undoubtedly leaking onto the sheets, her thighs wet and glistening; God she needed Zofia to fuck her! It didn't matter that she was her son's wife, she'd never wanted for anything more, her desire to be wrecked by the colossal cock so great there was little she wouldn't do to make it happen.

And her wish would come to fruition before she knew it.

"That's enough, slut." Zofia spoke loudly, hopping off the bed as she did, "I'm actually hard now. Good job."

Frantically, Maya sat up and shoveled away the precum caking her features. She had to see her daughter-in-law's cock in its full glory! It took a second for her to gather her bearings, but the moment she did she gasped and squeezed her moistened thighs together, cumming on the spot at what she was witnessing; it was so beautiful ! Though Zofia was standing many feet away from the bed, her cockhead was hovering only inches away from Maya's own body, cresting the distance between them like it was nothing . Practically having to cross her eyes to see it all, Maya's breathing grew even more labored as she took it all in, sperm-laced spittle flying from her lips as she stuttered, struggling to find the words to adequately describe the futa's magnificent member.

"Z-Zofia, I-I, I–"

She gasped again, her brain failing to make sense of what she was seeing. Zofia's cock was so fucking huge, so incredibly lengthy, that Maya was sure that if she laid parallel to it she'd be eye-level with the throbbing, spurting crown, its expanse the same height she was. On her daughter-in-law's diminutive stature it appeared even bigger and more absurd than its preposterous size suggested, her son's wife obviously unable to reach down half of her own pole. It possessed the girth to match, as wide as Maya's stomach, able to easily flatten one of her own breasts or split them completely; at its full erection, it would be impossible for her to titfuck it properly! Everything about it was the hottest thing Maya had ever seen, from the bowling ball comparable glans, to the massive, arm-long veins that marbled its every ludicrous foot , all the way to Zofia's floor-resting scrotum.

Oh Lord, her balls!

Each of the grandiose globes were wider than her own breasts, their rounded forms more than likely a match for even bigger ass ! Not only did they sag to the carpet and drape over Zofia's feet, they hid her legs completely - and it wasn't just her sack that was responsible for this, either! The futa's sperm-tanks were as tall as they were fat, the rotund tops of them touching her own thighs , pressing against them even as she maintained a bow-legged stance. Maya could clearly hear the loud rumblings emanating from within them, her cum-production audible through the entire room, her testicles quaking under the force of their own brewing. If Zofia… fucked her with that colossal cock, she would be sure to end up pregnant!

"What's the matter, Maya? Cock got your tongue?"

Zofia chuckled at her own dumb joke.

"I-I just can't believe it, Zofia." Maya stammered, groping at her own body unconsciously, "I knew you were big but this is, this is more than I ever imagined it would be!"

"Oh? Do you spend a lot of time fantasizing about your son's wife!?"

Maya gulped.

"I-I do. Almost every night when I'm alone in bed. I… I have a big dildo that I use when I do, but that doesn't even come close to your amazing cock! Please fuck me with it, Zofia, please ."

"Is that right…?"

Her expression turned from one of teasing to commanding confidence.

"Then I guess we can make your fantasies a reality! Turn over and get on your hands and knees, I want to see that fat ass jiggle when I fuck you!"

"Yes! Whatever you say, Zofia!"

Smirking, Zofia watched as Maya turned off over as fast as she could, losing balance and toppling onto her side from the weight over her humongous tits as she did; the older woman quickly righted herself and slid to the edge of the bed, her superb ass and long legs sticking out over it. If Maya had been blown away by Zofia's cock, Zofia was equally as blown away by her mother-in-law's backside! The fat cheeks sticking out into the air were simply staggering and they took up all of Zofia's line of sight, blocking out the rest of Maya's body from her view, only her pancaked-tits holding her torso up still visible. They jiggled wildly with each slight breath she took, clapping together, creating a resounding applause like they were cheering Zofia on, ripples flesh cascaded across their enormity.

Pale and mouth-watering, Maya's lower cheeks devoured her panties, the white garment sinking between her ass-cleavage, the arms of her underwear hidden between the fleshy mountains; this left only her throbbing, leaking cunt left between them, and the material was so sodden from her arousal that it was practically translucent ! Similarly, Maya's thick thighs were sheened with her juices, dewy-droplets covering their expanse. Her figure was just ridiculous, Zofia's mother-in-law the owner of the most obscene proportions she'd ever seen , and, prostrated as she was, Zofia was presented with a proverbial buffet of delectable bits to enjoy - and enjoy them she would!

Walking over to her mother-in-law, her cock sliding under Maya's bent-over figure – the heat from it causing her to moan – Zofia grabbed those colossal cheeks in her tiny hands and shook them. They wobbled to and fro, unstopping even when Zofia released her hold on them, bouncing for seconds on end under their own jiggly mass; she followed this up with several quick slaps , Maya yelping as her backside was brutalized. Unable to contain her libido anymore, Zofia dug a finger into the front of the older woman's panties and ripped them from her groin, not bothering with the hassle of trying to strip them off. The shredded remnants of it fluttered to the ground, baring Maya's cunt.

Grabbing her phone from the edge of bed – Maya having apparently never noticed it – Zofia took a snapshot of it for her own sake as much as Arthur's - because it really was a gorgeous pussy! Labia fat like her ass and tits were, the lower lips stuck out several inches from her mother-in-law's groin, red and swollen, glistening with drips of her juices; they were large in pretty much every way they could be, nearly pressing into her own thighs from how fucking plump they were. Her clit was hard and unsheathed, sticking out, long and throbbing and begging to be touched. Zofia could see Maya's cunt yawn repeatedly, unveiling the pink folds contained within it, coaxing the futa to spread and ruin them permanently!

"Nice pussy, slut." Zofia's compliment was genuine, but she made sure to say in a harsh, degrading tone, "Too bad it won't be so nice when I'm done with it. Ready to get fucked , Maya?"

Maya shuddered at her daughter-in-law's words.

"Yes, please, I've never wanted anything more! It's what I've been missing my whole life. Make me feel complete ."

"Oh you're gonna feel something alright!"

Walking backwards again, Zofia lugged her massive member into the air, having to angle it upward to line it up properly with Maya's soaked slit. She slapped her pulsating glans against it several times first, causing her mother-in-law to cry out and orgasm , jets of pussy juice firing onto Zofia's cockhead, lubing it up further; Zofia decided to do the same to her, and flexed her kegels to blast her own salvos of ball slime onto Maya's cunt, utterly drenching it. Prodding her cock through the sloppy layer of futa-and-girl-cream, she pried apart Maya's engorged lips until her tip was kissing her soon-to-be-gaped hole. A picture was taken to commemorate this moment of prosperity.

Then, Zofia thrust .

There was no warning to her action - there wasn't the need for one. She knew what the old slut wanted and she was going to give it to her, whether she was prepared for it or not; and, as Zofia understood all too well, no one was prepared for what she gave them. Maya shrieked the moment her cunt was corked by the colossal cock, arching her back and instinctively pulling away from the blue-haired futa. But there would be no escape! No, the very second that Zofia snagged her glans into a slut's hole she was in . In and staying in until she decided to vacate her member, the flared corona of her cockhead making sure that it would be absolutely stuck, no questions about it.

Zofia moaned as Maya inadvertently yanked on her glans, her now-stretched labia clutching it tightly; her mother-in-law's lips were taut around her mushroom-headed monster, nearly white already as they folded over the bell-shaped crown of her giant spear. Grunting, Zofia sent a fresh helping of precum straight through Maya's inner walls, basting them with her pearly seed, greasing her birthing canal for further punishment. She took a step forward right after, plunging the first waist-thick inches of her shaft into the older woman's sex, the numerous veins entwined across its incredible expanse ripping at her pussy. A bulge appeared on Maya's stomach.

Now imitating the way she'd fucked Charlie, Zofia marched forward a step at a time, forcing her oversized bitch breaker deeper and deeper into her mother-in-law's body. Maya continued to scream and kick, her figure jiggling wildly, her ass twerking and clapping once more, her tits slapping against each other under her; and she kept cumming , more of her clear fluids spraying onto the edge of bed and Zofia's monster, her shaft quickly becoming soaked. More pictures were taken, Zofia taking a few moments after each one to read Arthur's faked-pleas for her to stop, constantly on the lookout for their safeword - but like before it never came. She'd been right when she assumed that this was what her husband wanted, and she was all too happy to perform for him!

Once she got close enough to almost be able to grab Maya's flailing feet, Zofia began to thrust into her, changing things up for her own enjoyment. Her cock squelched as it rampaged through her mother-in-law's depths, flinging their combined sexual secretions around, the off-white dregs dotting Maya's ass and thighs. Zofia ogled the older woman's ridiculous rear as she started her voracious pistoning , watching its every jiggle, mesmerized by the sheer expanse of what was jutting out of her backside - she could stare at it all day! It was almost as good as how tightly Maya's cunt clamped down on her colossus. Almost .

"How's it feel, slut? Everything you dreamed of? Or is it too much for you!?"

"Fuck, it's– its…!"

How could she even muster a coherent response? The answer to both of Zofia's latter questions was a resounding 'yes' - it was both all she'd ever wanted while being far more than she could possibly handle! Her brain was being beat into orgasmic bliss , her thoughts knocked from her skull with every bruising thrust the futa made into her; and what thinking did she need to do anyway !? All that mattered anymore was pleasuring her daughter-in-law and trying to stay conscious through the overwhelming ecstasy being forced onto her very existence ! Maya's entire body felt like it was melting , her unending, successive climaxes bringing her to new levels of sensitivity, heightening her to a kind of rapture she'd never imagined before.

They'd only been fucking for a few minutes and Maya already considered herself Zofia's sexual slave. The way her son's wife filled and gaped her like even her biggest sex toys never could was causing her cunt to expel its arousal rapidly, her battered pussy turned into a fountain for her euphoria; plus, each gooey burst of pre-seed that jettisoned into her only added to her lust, her ovaries ready to be impregnated over and over again - and Zofia hadn't even actually cum yet! Maya barely noticed when her daughter-in-law had smashed through her cervix and entered her womb, the pain hidden under layers of pure, carnal joy .

"I-I love it, Zofia!" She howled, fucking herself backward onto the futa's ravenous pole, "I hope you never stop fucking me!"

"We'll see if you still feel like that when I'm finished with you, whore!"

Closing the distance between them with another shallow step, Zofia grabbed hold of Maya's ankles. Not pulling them towards herself or doing anything of the sort, she simply gripped them firmly, wanting to keep the older woman in place like it was even possible for her to escape. At a somewhat awkward angle now, Zofia had to hunch herself slightly to keep up her steady pace of plowing, her large breasts brushing against the top of her stool-wide shaft; once she got another foot or so of her cock into her mother-in-law, she'd be able to right herself! Still, Zofia didn't relent even a little bit, her hips driving her cock into Maya without pause.

The outline of Zofia's member in Maya's torso was reaching higher and higher towards her breasts, her stomach protruding towards the bed like she weighed much more than she actually did - which wasn't far from the truth! Zofia's insatiable railing brought out gushes of her sperm into the older woman's womb, packing it full of her pre-progeny, accumulating as a congealed mass in her baby chamber. Between the futa's massive cock and all the precum swishing inside of the older woman, she was heavier now, and when Zofia was done impregnating her she'd be positively obese with her kids!

Though she didn't let it show on her features – not that Maya could see her face – Zofia was in fucking heaven ! After fucking Charlie she was reminded of just how much he loved pussy, and Maya's was absolutely exquisite ; as it turned out, Arthur's childhood friend's cunt was nothing more than a satisfying snack and his mother's was the five-star meal! She mused that it must have been because of her mother-in-law's age - it was looser, more accommodating than any hole she'd fucked before, but in the best way. It gripped her cock with just the right amount of tightness, its bumpy, velvety walls massaging every inch she buried into them, her cervix surprisingly easy to tear through. If Zofia could, she'd make this tryst a regular occurrence!

The rest of her body agreed with her notion as well.

Nipples hard as small stones and her own sex wet with arousal, Zofia was more turned on than she'd expected. Her balls were inflating faster than she'd ever seen them like they could sense how fertile Maya was, churning up extra-potent sperm to breed her with; they continued to swallow up the floor in front of and around her feet as they grew, her sack rolling over the carpet like it wanted to replace it. Cock so hard it almost hurt , Zofia wouldn't be surprised if she could fuck straight through the bed – frame, mattress and all – the arteries marbling her mammoth member throbbing violently, the short futa nearly able to hear the blood pumping through them. And she'd hadn't even broken her mother-in-law yet!

Like she was using Maya's legs as handrails, Zofia dragged herself closer to the older woman, burying further inches of cock into her at the same time. She grinned as Maya screamed out, her sloppy cunt surging with her cream, a cascade of clear juices pouring onto the floor and the front of the bed; Zofia bucked at the sight of her mother-in-law's visible display of carnal mirth, inadvertently causing Maya to howl louder . The room was alive with the sound of their brutal, perverse version of love-making created from a cacophonic mixture of Zofia's member slurping through her wrecked pussy, Maya's own incessant, erotic yelps, and the continual gurgling coming from the futa's disturbingly gigantic balls. The residents of the entire block could probably hear them!

Slap !

She did it - Zofia finally reached Maya's ass!

"Mmmm, took long enough," Zofia planted several open-palm strikes on Maya's colossal cheeks, her hands sinking into their pliable plumpness, "now it's time to have some real fun! Think you can handle it, Maya?"

"I-I don't know," Maya responded after she finished moaning from her daughter-in-law's abuse of her backside, "but I… I'll try to! Do whatever you want with me, Zofia, I'm yours ."

Such devotion!

"You have no idea what you just asked for, slut, but I'm not gonna hold back any longer!"

Though her words were harsh, Zofia didn't immediately jump into action; no, she took a second to enjoy fondling her mother-in-law's humongous ass first, slapping and squeezing the squishy mounds to her heart's content. She attempted to look around her cock and under Maya's body while playing with her rear, trying to get a single glimpse that would give her an estimate of how deep she was in the slut's womb; she thought she could feel her glans splitting the older woman's titanic tits apart, but she had to be sure. After a few moments of twisting and turning herself, she confirmed her suspicions as true: her log of fuckmeat was indeed nearly reaching Maya's chin. The perfect depth for her to ruin her husband's mom's mind, body, and soul!

While casually thrusting into the middle-aged whore, Zofia pulled her phone once again and began taking a video; with all the screeching and cumming Maya was still doing, she probably wouldn't hear – or care about – Zofia speaking to her son. Angling it so her screen was filled with the brutal sight of Maya's pussy lips slack around her punishing pole, capturing every second of her sprays of girl cream and Zofia's own gooey expulsions, along with the sounds of Maya's aforementioned outcries, she recited her words mentally to herself before saying them aloud. She also made sure to give a few particularly rough pistons into Arthur's mother as she prepared herself, wanting him to see exactly what she was doing to her.

"Hello, dear," Zofia spoke behind her phone, grinning ear-to-ear once more, "look who I'm hanging out with! See what I'm doing - doing to her ? I guess I shouldn't have been surprised your own mother is such a huge slut. She certainly looks like one, doesn't she?"

She paused and chuckled cruelly for effect.

"I didn't even have to do anything to seduce her–"

Okay, that was a tiny lie.

" – yet she practically dropped her panties the moment she saw me naked! So really, you can't blame me, can you? Who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth? Especially such a sexy one with the most ridiculous body I've ever seen! Seriously, I'm shocked you never tried to fuck her yourself!"

She paused to let him ruminate over her words.

"Too bad you can't say goodbye to her. She's not going anywhere - I'm just gonna break her like I did Charlie, and after I do she won't be the same, loving mother you once knew. At least you'll get to watch her final moments before she's turned into nothing more than my own personal cocksleeve !"

Steadying the phone and not ending the video, Zofia shifted her stance, getting her cock in the correct position for what was about to come; she was only satisfied when she could feel her girthy, womb-wrecking shaft grind into Maya's pleasure spot and her glans tent the older woman's skin below her chin, the feeling familiar from when she'd done it to Charlie and countless others before her. Still grinning like a maniac, Zofia pulled her hips back as far as she was capable of doing, a disgusting schlick following her members partial departure from Maya's cunt. Without saying another word, she used all her strength for one, ultimate life-altering thrust .

A gasp and choking sound could be heard from the other side of Maya's body.

That was it, the only sign Zofia needed to know she was successful. She could feel Maya tremble in her free hand, but there was a momentary pause in everything else the older woman had been doing; she wasn't screaming anymore, her cunt wasn't spraying its juices all over the place, and she was no longer rocking back to meet Zofia's ruts. It was almost like she was experiencing serenity in her shattering, a solitary second of rapture where nothing else existed but what had happened to her. Pure, uninterrupted bliss. But it only lasted for just that - a second .

Like Zofia's thrust was the turning of the key in Maya's ignition, she suddenly jump-started back to life. Another shiver vibrated her entire body, starting at her feet and then shooting through her mass of jiggling curves, before ending at her cum-soaked head; when it reached her brain, she let out a deep, throaty groan that increased in volume with every passing second, rising in pitch to a glass-shattering shriek . Accompanying it was a full-figured heave back towards Zofia, sliding down more of the futa's disproportionate cock. Her cunt exploded with multiple jets of juices right after, the warm, liquid torrent splashing onto Zofia and soaking her like she'd just had a bucket of water dumped onto her.

"Oh. My. GOOOOOD!"

Maya managed to form words through her howling.

"I'm gonna die ! I-I can't your cock is killing me! It's too good, too deep, too perfect, too, too, too–"

Zofia raised an eyebrow at her mother-in-law's sudden outburst.

" –MUCH!"

She cut herself off with a whorish squeal - no, the squeal was something of a different nature! The noise that emanated from Maya's mouth wasn't anything human , more equivalent to the sound a pig would make when it was frightened. Animalistic. Base. Dumb . Zofia knew what had happened; she'd broken Maya to such an extreme that her brain had reverted to a primal level in order to save itself, devolving just to stay sane. The hyper-hung futa observed in amazement as her mother-in-law bucked like a beast in heat, grunting and snorting like a wild creature, flailing like a horse resisting its tamer.

Never had she even destroyed someone so thoroughly, and Zofia found herself thrilled by it!

"As you can see, dear," she spoke up, remembering she was still taking a video, "your mother has been broken, like I said she would be. I hope you cherish the loving memories you have with her, because you won't be making any new ones! I'm gonna go now, I have some breeding to do, but I'll call you later - so keep your phone close!"

Sending the video to Arthur, Zofia placed her phone back onto the bed and took a minute to bask in what she'd done to Maya; she was sure that if the older woman was capable of forming real words anymore she'd be begging to get fucked again! And Zofia was all too happy to fulfill her mother-in-law's unspoken desires! Slapping her hands back down on Maya's ass – the debased slut squealing loudly once more – Zofia began dragging her cock out of her slackened, ruined hole, her bruised labia following her shaft out, elongating into a sleeve for her to thrust into. Striking her husband's parent's fat cheeks like she was beating out a rhythm on a drum, she pounded right back into her.

There was no holding back any more - there wasn't a reason to at this point! Zofia mustered as much strength as she could and slammed herself through Maya's depths, picking up speed quickly, putting her entire body in motion: she was practically leaping at the older women with each thrust, shoveling more and more of her massive member into her. Predictably, Maya was obviously loving it, continuing to make those inhuman noises and bouncing herself back to meet her daughter-in-law's powerful pistons, gushing like a burst pipe, the carpet around Zofia's balls and feet growing soggy from the sheer volume of fuck fluids flying out of her, Zofia ending up just as drenched.

Getting ever closer to connecting completely with the middle-aged slut, Zofia was able to grab her hips – barely – just managing to stretch her arms far enough around Maya's impossibly-wide rear to do so. Able to exert more control over her ravenous slut, Zofia pushed and pulled on her waist, fucking her mother-in-law on her cock, timing her own lurid lunges to take as much advantage of her living fleshlight as she could. Her cock bloated rapidly as it pumped gallons of precum into Maya's womb, inflating her, pinning her under the fluid bulk to the bed - the bed which was smashing against the wall over and over again! The fucking between the pair was so violent that the wooden frame shook wildly, bouncing under the force of the ravaging, creaking in duress as it was abused nearly as much as Maya was.

"How do you like it, slut? Want me to fuck you harder!?"

Maya only made the same piggish utterances in response.

"That's what I thought !" Zofia snarled like her mother-in-law was even able to understand what she was saying anymore, "And it's good, 'cause we're not stopping 'till my balls are empty !"

Jackhammering herself harder and faster and more brutally with each passing second, Zofia began to moan loudly, no longer needing to keep up the pretense of unfeeling domination; she was still dominant though, of that there was no question. Keeping an eye on the amount of her abominable appendage that wasn't sheathed inside of Maya's wrecked pussy, she noted proudly that she had more than half of her cock buried deeply already, and the resistance her mother-in-law's body was putting up was minimal at best. She might actually be able to get all of it inside of her at this rate!

Panting in excitement, Zofia force-fucked her husband's mother furiously, slaughtering her sex with her super-sized shaft and staggering quantity of swimmers, her sperm sieving out of Maya's lower, puffy lips as much as her the older woman's own juices did. Standing on her toes, she peeked over Maya's overproportioned figure, only just able to see past the fat mountains of her ass to view the older woman's front; as expected, the distension of her cock was already tenting out farther than her mother-in-law's head, her glans punching towards the headboard with each fervent thrust she made. She could also tell that Maya's stomach was bloated beyond belief with her precum, gravid and stretching out across the bed below her.

She was probably pregnant already!

Taking another step forward, Zofia was nearly close enough to the edge of the bed to join Maya on it, her balls inches away from mashing into its frame. Getting another wicked idea, she began to push the older woman away from her, sliding her obscene figure to the center of the bed, walking at the same time to maintain her member's punishing depth; when Zofia was close enough to the bed that her sagging, sizable scrotum was pressed against it, she paused her fucking to climb onto the mattress. Her knees and feet sank into the sexual-secretion soaked sheets, squelching as she steadied herself and stood up, now towering over her mother-in-law, her cock still deeply embedded inside of her.

Leaning over, she slapped her hands down on Maya's surprisingly thin waist, and used the added leverage to throw herself forward. Maya screamed again as suddenly another full foot of impossibly girthy fuckmeat flew into her, the cock-shaped bulge flaring out past her thrown-back head spearing into the mass of pillows in front of her. In one fluid motion Zofia replaced her grip on Maya's hips with a hold on her cum-matted hair , tangling her fingers in the sandy, gray-and-white locks, and then thrust again. Hunched completely over the older woman, Zofia rode her like the animal she was, her balls simultaneously bouncing atop the bed and beating cracks into its frame at the same time the wall the bed was resting against received the same treatment. Her hips weren't quite near enough to slap against her husband's mom's ass, but that would change soon!

"Oh fuck yeah!" Zofia moaned as she jerked her body against Maya's, bludgeoning her bulbous beater against her bruised sex, "This the way I've always dreamed of fucking you! Fucking you like a bitch! Getting you so fucking pregnant ! You won't be able to stand you'll be carrying so many of my kids!"

Growling, Zofia fucked Maya harder than anyone she'd ever fucked before. Her hips were a blur as she drilled them down into her mother-in-law's depths, Zofia now able to watch the movement of her cock in Maya's body, her flesh distending at different angles, knocking her skull around as it was bounced by its rapid punching . Pussy juice and precum spurted from Maya's cunt with renewed intensity, now basting Zofia's balls, drenching them in their combined fluids - which only encouraged the futa to plow her partner quicker. Though she couldn't see her own member anymore, she used the outline of it distorting Maya's chest skin to judge how much she had left not inserted into her, determined to fit every last, vast inch into the slut!

Using Maya's hair as reins, Zofia yanked on them roughly to help her harshly sunder her slave's sex, the muscles in her biceps tightening and flexing with each furious hammering of her womb-wrecker. She was actively beating Maya's baby chamber to a pulp, rendering it nearly worthless and only fit for use by someone as hung and unnaturally virile as Zofia was, permanently marking her birthing canal and reproductive organs as her property. It didn't matter if Maya somehow turned out fine after being so broken by her daughter-in-law, she wouldn't ever find another who could breed her, let alone one she'd even been able to feel in her cratered cunt; she belonged to Zofia, and Zofia exclusively .

Deciding she would hold back from cumming until she hilted herself in this fat-titted sow, she realized at the same time that she would need her phone as well for when she did - she couldn't forget Arthur in all of this! Still bouncing atop Maya's ass like a pogo stick, Zofia leaned over and snatched her phone off of the bed, and set it on her mother-in-law's back right above the start of her ass-cleavage, leaving it there for later. She went right back to her previous position after, once more leaning over Maya's bulbous body and plowing into her again; her stomach began to slap against the older woman's backside, though there was a large section of her cock that remained unburied.

Over and over again Zofia slam-fucked her in-law, her eyes never leaving the bulge stretching farther and farther away from the rest of her body; the outline of her cock was so pronounced she could make out every vein that marbled its length, the image of her monster captured perfectly even through its skin-covering. She watched those same blood-filled tubes throb in time with her gushes of pre, her glans flaring in turn, large orbs of ball brew inflating random areas in Maya's flesh. Her cock was so fucking close to the headboard now she'd soon be able to fuck it if she so chose! On Maya's end, she just came and came and came , grunting and gurgling deeply like a beast, nearly bucking Zofia off of her from the wild, feral bucking she was constantly doing. But Zofia would not be thrown! Instead she pistoned roughly into her, sinking more inches until she finally, finally …

…got it all in!

"F-FUCK!" Zofia howled, almost sounding as inhuman as Maya did, "I fucking did it, I fucking fucked all of my cock into you, slut!"

Her eyes darted around as she tried to hold back her building orgasm, her body trembling with ecstasy - she just needed to hold on for a bit longer! But it was so hard! How long had it been since she last managed to fit every inch of her double-meter-long – at least – cock inside of someone!? The pleasure of having every extensive, incredibly thick foot wrapped up in cunt and womb was overwhelming ! Though her vision was hazy, she took another look to where her member had been tenting Maya's flesh, immediately giving a sadistic, gleeful giggle as she saw how far it was reaching now; her stupid slut was actually more futa-cock than person! Zofia's expanse of skin-sheathed shaft and cockhead was longer than Maya's torso, the outline of her crown out of the older woman's reach.

As the sloshing in her tremendous sack increased in volume, nearly drowning out her own moans in the process, Zofia reached for her phone, thrusting as mercilessly as possible into Maya's forever gaped cunt all the while. Fumbling with it, it took her several tries to call Arthur – a video call, naturally – her eyes fixed on the scene of her fucking her mother-in-law in the corner of the screen like she was watching a porno featuring someone else; she couldn't help but mewl as she watched Maya's brutalized body bounce and shake on the bed, the sight of the sexiest woman in the world being used by her the best thing she'd ever seen! She refocused when Arthur's face appeared on her phone and she cleared her throat as she greeted him.

"Zofia! How could you do this to me!? With my own mother !?"

"Oh shut it, cuck !" She snapped back harshly, practically drunk off her own power, "I know you wanted this, to see me fuck and breed your mom. There's no denying it! I felt how hard your little cock got in my hand when I mentioned her - and you came so much just thinking about it!"

Zofia couldn't help but giggle at the memory.

"Well, you came so much for a man . Nothing compared to me - I can fill a bathtub, soft ! I hope you never wanted to fuck Maya, because now there's no way her pathetic son could ever please her. Not like I can. She's mine now. All mine!"

She could see him moan through her phone, the sight of the person she loved the most obviously aroused from her cruelty making her balls quake harder.

"Y-You can't! Zofia, it's not too late. You can sti–"

"Oh this again!? You know there's no going back! Look at your mom, she's nothing but a stupid animal now, one who craves nothing more than to be fucked by me ! You wanted this Arthur, you wanted me to fuck your own mother so you could jerk your tiny dicklet off to her. God, you disgust me!"

"How can you say that to me?" He asked in mock-despair, his cheeks red, his eyes glazed over in lust, "I'm your husband! What did I ever do to deserve this!?"

"You didn't do anything besides having a sexy mother who ended up being nothing more than a cock craving whore !"

Moaning, she hilted herself again in Maya, her body shaking now.

"N-Now shut up. It's time I get her pregnant!"

Holding her phone out with an unsteady hand to try and capture as much of the action as possible, Zofia moaned and buried her head in Maya's shoulder blades. Her final thrusts before her climax overtook her lost all the rhythm she'd built up; they turned random and shallow but stayed vicious . Zofia's ginormous cum factories had grown to such an unnatural degree that they now eclipsed Maya's ass , having risen to press against Zofia's female genitalia, her legs barely touching the bed they were spread so far apart. The bed groaned under the combined weight of the two people and the gallons of precum inside of Maya and flooded across it, the wall it was slamming into cratered with holes like the surface of the Moon, the mattress collapsing in the middle right where the fucking was taking place.

"G-Get fucking pregnant, whore!"

Zofia words were muffled by Maya's back, but they were unneeded anyway - her balls did all the speaking for her! Gurgling and quaking powerfully enough to shake the bed on their own, they gave a last shudder that caused her entire sack to vibrate, gaining a last bit of bulk as they forced their virile concoction into the fleshy hose attached to them; as it was ought to do, Zofia cock expanded a relatively unnoticeable amount, gaining a few inches in length and width, fattening one last time so it could expel its load with as much ease as possible. All of this happened in the span of a few, swift seconds, and in the second after a sickening glorp rang out from inside and in front of Maya, heralding the beginning of Zofia's biblical flood.

Even more extremely than when Zofia first came inside of Charlie, Maya's stomach immediately bloated to a terrifying, concerning size. Zofia's cum didn't just inflate the front of her distended chest skin, it blew up her mother-in-law's entire torso, lifting her up higher off the weakening bed. Maya's huge tits were overshadowed by her engorging cum-gut and they were forced to bounce against her ribs as all the room in her abdomen was filled by a single stream of futanari fuck fluid, her massive, hard nipples pointing in opposite directions and cushioning the sides of her face. Her arms and legs were next to be raised, Zofia's feet following, both of them held aloft by the older woman's ballooned womb. And none of her slimy load was able to leak out, either!

Continuing to make uncontrolled ruts into her mother-in-law, Zofia held her phone and Maya's hair tightly like she might go flying off the slut's body at any moment. Unable to even taunt her husband anymore, Zofia moaned and gasped as pleasure coursed through her, each pump of potent progeny pouring from her pole into Maya's pussy igniting the neurons in her brain, forcing her to actively fight against her mind's desire to go unconscious. Maya seemed to be in a similar state. Though she was no longer capable of flailing and bucking like she had been, her squeals were growing more desperate, her arms cradling her ever-growing stomach, her legs stiff and pointing straight out in the air.

There was a cracking sound that occurred from somewhere under Maya. Momentarily worried that she had physically broken something inside of her mother-in-law, Zofia was relieved to see one of the arms of Maya's glasses sticking out from under her expanding figure – and then consumed by it – completely crushed under the colossal cum cascade within her. She'd completely forgotten about them! The next shatter she was able to hear was of a much more recognizable nature that sounded like the bursting of wood - which is exactly what it was! The legs of the bed suddenly gave out, and the frame and mattress both split inward, taking Maya and Zofia with it.

But that still didn't stop the hyper futa's orgasm!

Nothing could now, her carnal hunger to empty her balls fully as horrifying as it was commanding. Zofia turned her attention to Maya's morphing massiveness, her stomach taut and rolling across the cratered mattress, slowly devouring it all, pillows and sheets lost under her expansion; even the outline of Zofia's cock had all but disappeared, only the faint imprint of her glans still visible from the top of Maya's belly. She was waiting until her mother-in-law was as big as the bed was before she removed herself, as unhappy about the thought as she was. An unfortunate necessity when you were as hung and virile as her!

She began the process of unsheathing herself before she needed to, just to make the final departure of her dastardly dick easier to deal with. Re-aiming the camera at her bestial member, Zofia let Arthur see every last inch of her white-washed shaft exit the place he'd been birthed from, its function transformed into something horrifyingly erotic. Small – small by her standards – deluges of cum poured from Maya's pussy as Zofia pulled her pole out, the liquid, pearly torrent slopping into the crevice created by the broken bed; Zofia had to hop off the bed before less than half of her bitch breaker was freed from her mother-in-law's tight hold, her gravid sack slamming onto the ground, landing on the virility-caked carpet long before she did.

"I guess I can't have your mother popping or anything since you are still my husband." Zofia's tone was saccharine and taunting at the same time, the perfect combination to hammer home her faux-cruelty, "And she is already as big as the bed. So I'll have to settle for shooting my cum all over instead!"

Before she finished yanking out her cock completely – only her flared tip still stretching Maya's once-tight slit – she focused the video back on Arthur's mother, letting him see that she'd spoken the truth; Maya's womb-inflation had reached levels he hadn't even witnessed with Charlie , scarcely any portion of the bed still visible under her rotund, reddened stomach. After a few more seconds of filling up the older woman Zofia flexed her member, causing it to burst from Maya's pulverized cunt, an avalanche of seed immediately gushing from her watermelon-wide hole. Her phone's camera was able to capture a moment of his parent's slack lower lips failing to close, the muscles in her groin worn and useless, the cascade of cum escaping them keeping them open.

This scene was quickly replaced by Zofia's cock once again piping its potent syrup all over Maya, completely covering her legs and ass in an instant. With one hand, Zofia attempted to control her oversized hose and pick her target, but was having no small amount of difficulty in doing so; like it had a mind of its own, her monster flailed and lurched in random directions, shooting its payload all over the room. While Maya still bore the brunt of the blasting ball brew, everything else around was plastered in the process, errant streams and salvos hitting walls, the ceiling, and the other furniture in the room. The swamp of semen coating the carpet grew as well.

Zofia moaned and thrust her hips. Like Arthur, she could do little else but watch as her orgasm made an absolute mess of her in-law's bedroom, as much as a slave to her own pleasure as Maya was. She spent most of the time ogling Maya's now insanely inflated figure as it disappeared under layer after layer of her load, her cock whipping lashes longer than a person onto her, leaving not a single inch of her body spared. The older woman's body practically refused to drain itself of the futa's dick deluge, wanting all over her sperm for itself ; she was no different from Charlie in this way, a multitude of fresh eggs released from her ovaries in hopes that every single one of them would end up fertilized, craving the breeding she was undoubtedly getting.

Unending, Zofia's climax continued unfaltering for untold minutes.

Her insistent streams never weakened or slowed down. They just kept coming and coming, Zofia's balls rumbling under her as they forced themselves to stew up more sperm, making the futa feel backed up due to their insane rate of progeny production. It was like no matter how hard or how long she orgasmed for it was never enough, regardless of how weak her body or how satisfied her mind felt. She wasn't one to complain about this, choosing to enjoy her ridiculous reproductive capabilities; it was much better than feeling blue-balled all the time! So she did just that and basked in her climax, grunting and panting unashamedly.

During this, she had no idea how Maya felt, but she could easily harbor a guess. The older woman had never stopped squealing like the debased animal she'd been transformed into, her cunt jettisoning its own arousal - though her liquid expulsions were hidden under Zofia's virile monsoon. While she could hardly move, Zofia could see her grip her bloated, newly- obese form lovingly, cradling it like she was already pregnant; even with her mind gone her maternal instincts were still present somewhere deep inside of her! This would have been an adorable tender moment if it wasn't for the fact that her womb was filled with cum instead of children, and because there was even more semen spilling over her without pause.

Extensive streams turned into consecutive strands, forming the first signs that Zofia's reservoirs of cum were beginning to deplete. Her creamy emissions still fired from her cum cannon powerfully, hitting the wall in front of Maya as much as they did her , the tail-ends of the slimy ribbons falling across her form. Zofia managed to point her cock at her mother-in-law's distended, destroyed hole and repack it with her progeny whenever some spilled out, wanting her as full as possible for as long as possible - though mostly she stuck to striking the woman's ridiculous curves, sending her fat ass and giant tits wobbling with each vicious impact of her seed.

When her orgasm became more manageable, Zofia repositioned her phone.

"Whew! That was a good one!" She laughed, turning around slowly to face the vanity behind her that had gone mostly undesecrated through her climax, "But I'm sure you know I'm not finished yet, dear."

Zofia set her phone on the vanity's table, propping it up with a jewelry box and making sure that image on its screen showed the entire room.

"Please, honey, you have to stop!" Arthur's voice cried out from behind her, "She's had enough! I don't think her body can take anymore!"

"Nonsense!" Zofia stepped in front of the camera and gave her hips a shake, her cock waving back and forth in the air, showing that it hadn't lost any of its steely-hardness, "I told you I'm not finished until I go soft, and I'm sure you can see that's not the case! No, your mother and I have a lot more fucking to do. But I'll leave the call going so you can see all of it!"

"Zofia wai–"

"Arthur, I am not waiting. Sit there and watch us like the good little cuck-bitch that you are. If you have anything else to say to me, you can tell me when I'm finished ."

Flashing a last smirk and a wink at her phone, Zofia waddled over to Maya, her balls impeding her movement as always. She studied her mother-in-law's body through the uncountable layers of cum weighing her down, the woman all but unrecognizable, only the protuberance of her humongous ass cheeks against the blanket of seed covering her giving any indication of who was under it. Without announcing her intentions, Zofia stuck a leg out, stretching it past her scrotum and over Maya's stomach, planting her foot firmly on the jiggling mass of flesh-encased seed; she didn't quite stomp on the older woman's expansive belly, but she did press her heel down onto it, forcing her to deflate.

Cum ventilated from Maya's pussy in a frothing flurry. Because she was standing askew to her husband's mother, Zofia was mostly saved from being caught in its path – not that it mattered, she was already covered as well – the cascade splattering across the floor instead. The hyper-hung futanari watched as the torrential outpouring of ball-sauce splashed through the room, adding to the ocean of the dense glue already flooding it, sending literal waves crashing through the vicinity; one even went high enough to nearly knock her phone over, making Zofia question her choice of its placement. This kept up for several minutes, Zofia denting her foot in Maya's cum gut until it drained to something reasonable. Something she could work with.

Having to exert herself to do so, Zofia managed to roll Maya over so she was facing the ceiling instead of the ground. The older woman cried and snorted happily at the sight of her conqueror, her limbs wiggling in the air, too exhausted to stand up of her volition. Zofia smiled down at her and decided what position she'd fucked the older woman in next; an unfortunate part of having such a giant endowment was that it limited her options in that regard. She made sure to bounce her cock over Maya as she thought to herself, teasing her with the threat of another breeding session, her mother-in-law's bestial utterances intermingled with pants of need . Ultimately, Zofia decided she'd take her again like she was, on her back, helpless like a turtle.

"Ready for round two, slut?"

…

Hours passed before Zofia finished fucking Maya.

She fucked her everywhere she could think of. They mated on the floor first, and then Zofia bent her over the wreckage of the bed and bred her there, holding her up with the strength of her cock alone, Maya's legs too weak to work anymore. After that – and each intermittent draining of Maya's womb – Zofia took her on the vanity, holding her phone as she did, letting Arthur see his mother's blissful, unrecognizable features against the mirror, making him understand just how broken she was. By that point the room was utterly destroyed , every wall and piece of furniture in it engulfed in Zofia's constant climaxes, the ceiling perpetually dripping with her sexual refuse. So Zofia moved their coitus to the attached bathroom.

Before she fucked Maya on top of the counter, Zofia decided to prove her words to Arthur from earlier, having taken her phone with her; casually, she pissed her cum into the bathtub, the toilet, and even the glass-walled shower in quick succession, filling each to overflowing with the afterthoughts of her orgasms. Only then did she fuck Maya again, inadvertently giving the sink the same treatment and washing away all the beauty and health products around it onto the floor. Maya fell unconscious several times during her endless impregnation, waking up only to find herself being pounded into again and again, her bathroom ending up in the same state as the bedroom, even her wall-length mirror shattered and ruined under her daughter-in-law's consistent liquid onslaughts.

And even then Zofia still wasn't finished! Night had reared its head when Zofia carried Maya on her cock into the living room and proceeded to repeat everything they'd done in the bedroom and bathroom. She managed to use the fury of her fucking, Maya's body, and her Olympic-regulation swimming pool quantities of cum to ruin yet another area in her mother-in-laws home, leaving a trail of wreckage wherever she went, manhole-sized puddles of sexual syrup tracing her path through the house. It was only when there was a smashed couch and cracked-in-half TV surrounding her, and a fully slumbering, heavily inflated and pregnant older woman wearing a body suit of futa semen at her feet, did Zofia's member finally soften. Remembering she had no clothing to wear, she simply shrugged to herself and walked outside naked, finding Arthur's car parked in the driveway. Right where she knew he'd be.

She hopped into the passenger seat, gave him a kiss, and rested her head on his shoulder, sleep quickly taking her, exhausted from the day's events…

…

"Here's Charlie's newest update!"

Zofia and Arthur cuddled together on their bed, having both recently arrived home from work. Laying on his chest, Zofia held her phone up so he could see it, Arthur's hand wrapped around her shoulder and playing with her hair, a blush adding color to his features. It had been several months since she'd agreed to indulge in his fantasies, and the list of her extra-marital partners had only grown. Now it was a regular ritual for them to snuggle up and look over the pregnancies Zofia had been the cause of – that Arthur had been the encourager of – both to check up on the women in their lives, and to get themselves in the mood for some fun of their own; it never failed to make them horny as hell!

"God, I'm surprised she can still walk!"

"Me too," Zofia agreed, nodding absentmindedly, her eyes focused on the riveting image in front of her, "but she'll probably need a wheelchair like your mom does sooner than later."

The picture on the futa's phone was undeniably hot . Charlie, Arthur's childhood friend, was nude, posing in front of a tall mirror, her free hand resting atop her pregnant stomach. Her breasts were swollen already, now even huger than they were naturally and far rounder than her own head, beads of milk dotting her engorged, darkened nipples. Between her thighs the couple could make out several slivers of moisture glistening against it; Zofia told Arthur later that when she knocked up a woman with so many kids their libido went insane , and they were essentially permanently aroused for the duration of their pregnancy. And Charlie was no exception, especially considering just how massively pregnant she was!

Her stomach was obese and taut despite being less than halfway through her pregnancy, sticking out so far she couldn't actually reach her belly button anymore. When she started showing – something that only took a few weeks to happen – she went to the doctor and got an ultrasound which revealed she was carrying ten of Zofia's spawn! Arthur had been shocked into silence when Zofia had relayed this information to him, and he nearly fainted when she mentioned that was only an average amount when she bred someone. Since then Charlie's stomach had grown bigger practically every day , and she was only in the start of her second trimester; she sent Zofia a new picture of her development daily without fail, which she of course showed to her husband.

"Mmmm can't wait until she gives birth so I can knock her up all over again!"

Arthur moaned under his breath and shifted under Zofia.

"Oh yeah, your boss sent me an update earlier too."

"You know I see her whenever I work, right dear?"

"Sure, but you don't get to see her like this !"

She swiped a finger across her phone's screen, revealing a new pornographic picture. This one was of a tanned, pony-tailed brunette sitting on an expensive-looking bed with her legs open – naked as well – her hands doing the same thing Charlie's were; she was Arthur's immediate superior at his office job, and she'd only received the position because her father owned the company. Nepotism at its worst! Arthur was very happy when Zofia first sent him a picture of her, his wife having somehow found her address without him knowing, and then proceeding to show up at her house unannounced. Her seduction was barely any work, Zofia had claimed, bragging about how much of a slut the young woman was.

His boss's stomach was somehow even bigger than Charlie's, despite being less along in her pregnancy. This was due to the fact that she was actively being weighed down by an even dozen of Zofia's future children; she too had went to the doctor the day her pregnancy became obvious, and texted the father with the exciting announcement - Zofia had left her number written in cum on Arthur's boss's fridge for this exact reason. Because she was so insanely heavy with forming-fetuses, her stomach hung over her crotch, covering her undoubtedly soaked pussy, the sides of her fat ass – the most prominent feature on her body – sticking out from around her thighs. Arthur told Zofia she'd taken to using a cane to help her get around the office, and had been much nicer to him specifically.

"Seeing what you did to her just gets me…" Arthur cut himself off with an embarrassed cough , and took a moment to adjust the front of his tightening slacks, "well, I go back and look at the pictures and videos you sent to me often ."

"Oh I know, sweetie." Zofia craned her neck and pulled him into a kiss, her free hand rubbing at his hard chest, "But I also know you have a favorite of the bunch. And guess what? She also texted me today!"

Arthur wasn't even looking at her, his eyes already bulging in the direction of her phone, waiting for him to reveal the prize he so desired.

"Check out this update from your mother !"

There was another flash across the screen before the most ludicrous image of the day appeared across it. It was, of course, of Maya, Arthur's mother. While it was no surprise she was naked in the picture, the more shocking fact was that the older woman was incapable of wearing clothes that fit anymore, and had become, for all intents and purposes, housebound until she gave birth. This became a fact less than a month into her pregnancy, and Arthur and Zofia made regular trips to supply her with food and keep her company, along with bringing a doctor who agreed to make house-calls given Maya's special condition.

The image was taken from above, Zofia having bought her in-law a Selfie-Stick, impossible for her to take pictures of her full body otherwise. Her motherly countenance smiled up at her phone, a replacement pair of glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose, her graying-hair fanned out against the bed - just one thing of hers Arthur had to replace, amongst many ! Right below her face her tits immediately came into view, engulfing her chin up to her cheeks, incredulously more gigantic than they'd been before her tryst with Zofia; as expected of a pregnant woman, they'd ballooned with milk, and balloon they did . It was no exaggeration to say they had literally doubled in size, so wide and round that just one couldn't fit through any of the doorframes in her house, her nipples having swollen up as well. She told Zofia they leaked enough to fill a coffee mug every hour each !

Below her immense bust that exceeded the bra-size-alphabet several times over rested something that should have been truly impossible. Squirming in her womb and bloating her stomach so tremendously it stuck out nearly as tall as Maya herself was, was no less than eighteen of Zofia's children; ultrasounds couldn't properly estimate the true amount, her womb too overcrowded to get an exact answer. Clearly wobbling under its own weight even in the still image, it nearly hid the rest of Maya's figure, hanging down to her thighs, her ridiculous hips and ultra-fat ass not present in the picture because of the sheer, unbridled enormity of Maya's pale, taut, hyper-pregnant belly!

The wheelchair they bought for her had to be custom made just so it wouldn't collapse under her!

"Christ Zofia, I still can't believe you got my mom pregnant! Look at her!"

"Oh I see her, honey! And," she put down her phone and turned fully to her husband, the gigantic bulge in her pants resting over his legs, "is it that you can't believe it, or is that you can't believe how turned on you are from seeing her!?"

Arthur smiled bashfully at his wife and pulled her in closer.

"Erm, a little of column A and little of column B."

He leaned down and whispered into her ear.

"You really are the best, you know that right?"

"Anything for you, Arthur…"

She grinned up at him and began quickly unbuttoning his work shirt.

"...but now I want you to take me!"