Random futa things

by Jokiba

Just as the title says pure smut

168. A Magical Mishap

A Magical MishapMisterretsiMSummary:

A witch hires a futanari for help with a magical potion that has some unintended results.

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Chapter 1: The Beautification PotionChapter Text

The moon sat high and full, a beautiful beacon against a canvas of darkness - but no one in the city was lucky enough to see it. Black clouds blanketed the night sky, occasionally illuminated by a strike of lightning, a menacing sight only enhanced by the torrential downpour that packed the air. The rain was coming down so hard, it was falling in sidewayssheetsrather than drops, soaking the numerous buildings below it. Winds blew hard enough to tear branches from trees and uplift bushes. A chilly, but persistently familiar event for the residents of this metropolis, most of whom were huddled in their homes, sitting by fires and cuddled up in blankets, warm drinks in hand.

An exception was cautiously turning into an apartment complex.

Small, red, and dated by about three decades, the creaking car jerked forward, its headlights cutting a swath of illumination across the street. It slowed to a crawl as it pulled up to the front of the first set of buildings, creeping between sets of parked vehicles. Coming to a sudden stop, the engine groaning in protest, there was a cautious pause before it sputtered to life again and slinked towards an empty parking spot. Rattling for several moments before turning off, the headlights going dark, it sat silently except for the back and forth swiping off its wipers, only a small light brightening it's interior.

A large building loomed before it. Clearly old and poorly maintained, painted in that ugly tan color all cheap apartments seemed to be, it loomed gloomily, only a few sources of light peeking from its depths. Balconies, most of which were sparsely decorated, dotted its outside, a few plants and flags covering their assorted railings. A glass door at the front, half-covered by numerous flyers and signs, presented a not-quite inviting entrance, like the series of abodesdidn'twant people entering them. All in all, a typical sight for this part of town.

Thunder clapped overhead.

The door of the car flung open, a hooded figure hastily sliding out of it. Slamming it shut, they scurried towards the building, hunched over as if to protect themselves from the monsoon swirling around them. Sneaker-clad feet splashed across the pavement as the person moved towards the front door as fast as they could without slipping, fighting against the persistent gusts that whipped at them. A handheld square of light brightened the front of their jacket-clad form, casting a shine over a pair of large brown eyes that squinted through the liquid flurry. The individual finally made it to the building, and quickly entered it's somewhat-warmer confines. They paused before going any further.

Throwing their hood back exposed their face to the dim lighting of the building. Skin like chocolate came into view, smooth and blemish free. Her, as the face was of a feminine variety, features betrayed her feelings about where she was. Her large lips were pursed, their partially pink and brown hue tightening into her wide-set mouth. Normally naturally flared, the woman's nostrils pulled inward, like she was trying to block an expected bad smell. Thin, threaded, black brows furrowed over her caramel colored eyes - eyes that scanned over the set of doors in front of her.

Pushing a loose strand of curly red-brown hair behind one of her lobe-pierced ears, the girl looked at her phone again. Sighing, she walked up a set of stairs next to her, taking each step carefully. Gliding a small hand over the railing, her cut-short nails tapped against the chips in its paint; the carpet on the steps mirrored this dilapidated state, several stains and tears splayed across each one. They led to, predictably, another set of doors, and after a quick glance, she walked up to the next floor as well. It was here on the third floor that she located her destination.

Standing in front of an off-white door, she studied the number etched onto its front as if to make absolutelysureshe was at the right one. Her soaked sneakers dripped onto the plain black welcome mat as she bounced on the balls of her feet, looking at her phone once more. The woman could feel her heart pound heavily in her chest, her eyes roaming around the outside of the apartment - not that there was exactly much to look at. Was she really about to do this? Was she really going to do something so wild? Was she really about tomasturbatein front of a stranger!?

"Well, money is money," she muttered under her breath as she raised a fist to the door, "and rentisdue soon…"

Sucking in a deep breath, she knocked. Wincing as her knuckles made contact with the wood, she quickly lowered her arm, joining the other stiff at her sides. She stood in this at-attention pose, perfectly still, as she listened for any noise behind the barrier to entry; her chest tightened as she heard the tell-tale sound of feet pattering across carpet. The few seconds it took until the knob jiggled felt like an eternity, and the dark-skinned girl realized she'd been subconsciously holding her breath. She exhaled as the door unlocked.

The storm continued to rage outside.

"Gabrielle?" a low voice called out from the small space between the door and the frame, the person behind it having barely cracked it open.

"Uh yeah, it's me," Gabrielle confirmed awkwardly, nervously scratching at her curly hair, which was pulled back into a bushy ponytail, "are you, uh… Robin?"

The clinking of metal was all the response she received back as the sounds of several locks and chains being opened filled in the silence. The door creaked as it was open fully, revealing the stranger behind it for the first time. A pale visage, so pale she almost looked like acorpse, peered at her over a flat, single-studded nose and through smokily made-up eyes that were nearly as dark as the makeup surrounding them. A slender hand lifted, moving a strand of hair, dyed cyan against a sheet of black, out of her face. Thin painted-purple lips smiled at her as the woman stepped aside.

"Please come in."

She raised a clothed arm, welcoming Gabrielle into her home. Her top was… interesting, to say the least. Black, long sleeved and covering her modest chest, yet ending above her belly button which was adorned by a small skull-shaped piercing. As she moved her short skirt fluttered, also black, showing off plenty of creamy thigh flesh. The rest of her legs were bare, except for a pair of fishnets that came up above her knees; she was barefoot as well, minus the aforementioned leg covering.

She was not what Gabrielle had expected.

"Ah, thank you," she muttered, blushing at Robin's somewhat-scantily clad form. Gabrielle took a step inside, kicking her shoes off next to several other assorted pairs of boots and heels. Entering the rather plain hallway first, she waited a moment to let the goth girl lead the way. The door closed behind her and the lithe figure of her host wafted past her. Following closely behind, she cast a look at her surroundings while trying not to ogle the stranger in front of her, finding the place somewhat normal looking; this quickly changed as the pair waltzed into the living room.

Paintings and posters adorned the walls, most seeming to depict sorrowful imagery and bands she had never heard of. A worn looking leather couch sat at its center, several open books of varying thickness and a laptop resting atop its cushions. A dark wooden coffee table was several feet away, cups of unknown liquids, plastic bags filled with assorted things Gabrielle couldn't make out from where she was standing, and several lit candles covering it; and in the middle was a small burner currently heating the bottom of a gray pot, which looked to be filled with water.

This wasalsonot what Gabrielle had expected.

"Something the matter?" Robin questioned, noticing her guest's bemused expression.

"No, uh it's just," Gabrielle tried to find the right way to phrase her thoughts, "this place is just different from what I expected I guess. It all is."

"What do you mean? Not to your liking?"

"No no, I guess I just figured you'd live in like, a cabin in the woods or something."

"A cabin?" Robin laughed, "have you seen howexpensivethose places are? If I had that kind of money I don't think I'd need to do this!"

Gabrielle chuckled at the goth's exclamation.

"And what about me? Am I what you expected?"

The curly-haired girl blushed again as Robin cocked her hips and raised an eyebrow, happy that her melanin-enhanced skin covered the heat in her cheeks. Gabrielle couldn't help but admire more of her body. The subtle outline of her bra through her top. The numerous piercings that lined both ears. A hint of a tattoo against one of her alabaster thighs, peeking out from under the bottom of her skirt - it looked like the stem of a flower. She really was very attractive, something that made this whole scenario more nerve-wracking for the young woman.

"Well, I wasn't expecting you to be in a dress and a pointy hat or anything," Gabrielle joked, drawing a raised eyebrow from the goth, "but you do remind me a bit of the girls who called themselves 'witches' when I was in high school."

"I can assure you I'm the real deal."

Gabrielle gave her an awkward smile, not sure of how to respond.

"Um, so how do we do this? Do you want me to just like, go into the bathroom with a cup and bring it back to you? And do you pay me now or after? Do I need to stay for the whole thing? Should I sh-"

Robin raised a hand to stop the girl's constant questions.

"Actually I need you to do it in front of me, into that," the goth pointed at the cauldron behind her.

"You want me to jerk off in front of you!?"

"I just need to make sure you're the genuine article. If you try to trick me and give me some sort of fake cum or something, it could have… negative effects, we'll say."

Gabrielle looked at her in shock.

"Look, how about this," Robin sensed the girl's hesitation and moved towards the coffee table, opening a drawer and rummaging through its contents, "I'll give you half the money now as a show of good faith. You seem like a nice person anyway."

Closing the drawer, she pulled out a stack of folded bills. Walking over to the dark-skinned girl, she held her hand out, the cash resting in her open hand. Gabrielle looked at the money, still shocked, and reached out a shaking hand to take them. Her posture relaxed when the paper currency exchanged hands. After taking a minute to count it, feeling somewhat awkward doing it in front of the person paying her, she stuffed it into her pocket, a new feeling of motivation welling inside of her. She could do this!

"Ok," she exhaled heavily, "where do you need me to stand?"

"You can do it right in front of the table, whatever position that works best for you is fine."

Gulping, Gabrielle nodded her head and moved around the goth. She stepped gingerly, making sure not to accidentally trample on any of the numerous occult items scattered around the ground - it was mostly more books and what looked like charms and trinkets. Coming to a stop in front of the coffee table, on the opposite side of the couch, Gabrielle studied the boiling liquid for a moment, before taking several steps back, leaving a few feet between her and what would ultimately be her target.

Robin's eyebrows rose slowly towards her hairline.

"Um, do you have a place I can put my clothes? I don't want to mess them up."

"Oh," Robin continued to look confused, "you can just toss them anywhere. Don't really have a place for them, sorry."

"It's ok," Gabrielle unzipped her jacket and started to slide it off her arms, revealing a plain green shirt beneath it, "it's just that these are my work clothes and I don't have a lot of spares."

"Where do you work?"

"At the student-run coffee shop at the University. They work with your schedule which is nice."

"You're a student?"

"Unfortunately," the curly-haired girl joked as she shed her top, tossing to the side with her jacket, revealing a simple white bra underneath, "it's expensive but I'm hoping it'll be worth it."

Robin only nodded at the statement, distracted as she foundherselfdoing the admiring now. Gabrielle's body was nice. As she discarded her white bra, her perky breasts came into view, a good handful each, capped by small brown nipples that stiffened in the cold air. She had nicely pronounced collarbones, and her stomach was mostly flat, only a slight, but pleasant pudge rounding it out; the kind of pudge that would make a nice pillow after a bit of intimacy. Robin scratched her cheek, her painted black nails raking softly against her skin as a touch of embarrassment came over her.

"So uh, what exactly is this 'potion' for?" Gabrielle asked as she hopped on one leg, attempting to remove her white socks.

"Oh it's just a beauty potion, nothing too fancy."

"A beauty potion?"

"Yeah you know," Robin crossed her arms and chewed on her purple bottom lip for a moment, "to make myself beautiful."

"I think you're pretty already."

Both girls blushed at this sudden confession, their heads turning in opposite directions from each other.

"T-thank you, I guess."

Gabrielle smiled towards the ground before turning her attention to the next article of clothes she needed to remove: her jeans. Trying to calm herself, she undid each button, one by one, stretching out the simple task for as long as she could. Once the last one was undone, she snaked her fingers into the sides of her waistband, hooking them into her underwear as well, and... stopped. Another deep breath. Robin already knew who she was, it was going to beokay. She could do this - she needed the rest of the money, after all.

"Here goes nothing…" she whispered under her breath. Shimmying her hips, she pushed her jeans down. Robin wasreallypaying attention now, a large part of her eager to see what she'd been after. As the bottoms crested Gabrielle's wide hips, a nest of curly black pubic hair was revealed first, trimmed short and narrow. Her smooth, chocolatey skin gave way to something that stuck out obscenely on her average frame, something she had to hide everyday of her life. Thesomethingthat was the reason for her being here.

The base of her shaft came into view first. It was black, much darker than her normally deep brown skin. And it wasthick.Thick enough that Robin's first thought upon seeing it was that she might not be able to wrap her fingers around it - not that she was planning to or anything! As more of Gabrielle's hidden appendage was revealed, the more unreal it seemed. The thickness continued in a uniform manner down its length, enhanced in areas by several prominent veins that were as long and as thick aspencils. The goth found her jaw dropping as she realized the woman had pulled her pants halfway down her thighs, and her penis still hadn't been completely uncovered!

More and more of that snaking, fat length came into view. It was more fat cockflesh than the goth had ever seen or evenheardof! It wasn't until Gabrielle had managed to pull down her jeans to above her knees that the rest of her genitals came into view. The charcoal-tinted shaft hung between her thighs, its head bulging from under its foreskin sheath, the wrinkly end of which drooped loosely from her tip. This impressive cock sat atop a pair of softball sized testicles, draped in an equally-dark, loose, vein-laced sack, hanging halfway down her amazing length.

How did shehideall of this!?

Robin had heard rumors about futanari, done plenty of research, and scoured her books for any information about them, which is why she attempted to contact one in the first place. She had posted online, used dating apps, and even asked her friends and contacts about them; any asset she had at her disposal she used. Still, it took her months to finally get in touch with one. And here she was, the futa she had quested after her, in the full nude now that she kicked off her jeans. It was almost too unbelievable to be real!

She was everything the witch had hoped and more.

"S-so I guess," Gabrielle swallowed hard, breaking the awkward silence that had permeated the room, "I guess I can start now if you'd like."

"S-sure," Robin found herself at a loss for words, "whenever you're, uh, ready."

Nodding, the futa reached down and wrapped a hand around the base of her shaft. She turned slightly, giving Robin a profile view of her body; the goth managed to tear her eyes away from that awesome appendage to admire her guest's full ass and strong legs, two things she no doubt achieved by standing and moving at her job all day. Looking back at the girthy sausage, she watched as Gabrielle gave her cock several strokes, the floppy shaft bouncing around in her fist, too much cock between her fingers for one hand alone to handle. It was still soft, wasn't it?Fuck.

Closing her eyes as she began to jerk herself, Gabrielle tried to ignore the fact she was being watched, even if itdidexcite her more than she'd like to admit. Her movements were slow at first, using her fingers to massage her fat meat, sinking them into the skin as she made her usual up-and-down motions; a familiar rhythm for the futa in averyunfamiliar place. In no time she added her other hand to it, double-fisting her slumbering beast, even though this dual-grip was still inadequate in covering the ebony-hued expanse of her meaty monster.

Robin tried to steady her breathing as she watched the futa work herself; she didn't expect it to be so hot! Gabrielle's purple glans would poke out of her foreskin on every downward stroke, the one part of her cock that was somehowbiggerthan the rest of her shaft. The bell-shaped tip looked to be almost the same size as her own fist, and her piss slit constantly gaped like it was breathing in time with its owner. As she stroked herself, the goth noticed that her palm-filling orbs began to bounce lightly against her thighs, filling the air with lightthuds.

Picking up her pace, Gabrielle began toreallyget into her self-pleasuring, throwing any sense of modesty to the wind. Her mostly-closed fists slammed into each other as she worked them in opposite-motions, like she was trying towringlife into her cock. The extra skin covering her glans bunched around her fingers with every pull, before housing her tip once more in a fleshy sweater. On one of these unveilings, a large bead of precum appeared, much more white than the normally clear substance a man would produce, before being snatched by her foreskin and lathered onto her shaft. This became a common occurrence the more the futa touched herself.

Her cock began to stiffen, something Gabrielle was happy about - she was afraid stage fright might've left her unable to perform. It began to rise without the aid of her hands, only gravity pulling its heavy weight back towards the Earth. Half of her glans remained revealed as she pumped her meat, no longer being fully covered by her foreskin, growing too big for it to be possible. The dark-skinned futa's fingers were pushed farther apart, slowly sliding off the sides of her shaft. They pressed against her urethra, a large protuberance that swelled constantly with loads of precum.

Asquelchingsound filled the room. Gabrielle's cock was now being constantly greased by her leaking lubrication, painting her shaft in splotches of white. Her fingers were practicallygluedtogether with her seed, stringy webs connecting to the parts of her behemoth she couldn't contain between them. The veins on her cock grew more prominent the more it enlarged, pushing almostpainfullyfrom under her skin, creating ridges and hills her hands had to crest with each pump. Her glans hadexceededfist sized by this point, turning a deeper purple as more and more blood was driven into her pillar.

It was now a constant fight for Robin tonotmasturbate at the perverse display before her. Her pale hands yanked at the front of her shirt as she did her best not to slip them under the short top. She just couldn't believe anyone could be sobig! While she had no idea what size the futa's appendage started at, her closest guess being maybe a foot long if she had to hazard a guess, it looked to be almost twice that, and it wasstillgrowing! Not only that, but it had fattened significantly as well, and the goth witch wouldn't be surprised if it was thicker than herbicep! She understood now why Gabrielle started out by steppingawayfrom the coffee table.

As she watched it, her eyes almost bulged as a long rope of cum formed at Gabrielle's enormous tip. It spilled out, hanging loosely as it lowered towards the ground. The strand looked like it would never end, the thick string dropping till it hovered only inches above the ground. Shaking back and forth in time with the futa's double-handed strokes, it dangled precariously, unbreaking but bending and twisting under the force of her ministrations. Then, her cock flexed and bounced upward, snapping the foot and a half long cord of virility from her cum slit, letting it land in a pile on the floor, where it coiled on itself before seeping into the carpet.

Robin gasped.

"D-Did you just cum!?"

Gabrielle opened her eyes and looked at the mess.

"Uh no, sorry," the futa grunted, still furiously running her hands up and down her now-fully-hard pole, "that's just my precum. There's usually a lot."

Almost as if on cue, her urethra gaped, the tunnel leading underneath it engorging obscenely, before a fatoozeof cum belched out, slopping onto the front of the coffee table. This was just a precursor of what was to come, as now her completely-unsheathed glans began to pour its potency in earnest. It alternated between releasing gouts of sticky seed, dollops that looked big enough to fill a mouth, and randomly jetted ropes thatsplatteredover everything in its firing range; luckily, Gabrielle was standing just far enough away so that none made it into the water-filled pot - noneso far.

Robin wasn't sure what she'd gotten herself into.

Everything she was seeing was just…insane. The goth was no blushing virgin, but this was like nothing she had ever experienced, and she was just watching! She had heard futanari were more endowed than the average person by a large margin, but Gabrielle was at least three or four times bigger than any lover she'd ever had before; even her soft-size would eclipse their members! And her 'precum' as she claimed it was, looked potent enough to impregnate the entire state. The goth's knees began to rub together at just thethoughtof that anaconda touching her… and fucking her… and cumming inside of her…

Having not closed her eyes after viewing the mess she had started to make, Gabrielle was now actively watching the witch. She seemedentrancedby her cock, her eyes never leaving the throbbing meat. The curly-haired barista could see the goth blush, the color very apparent onhercheeks, adding a pink hue to her ghostly visage. Her thighs were pushed together as well, and Gabrielle even thought she could see a hint of her erect nipples pushing through her shirt. The futa wasn't well-versed inotherpeople's arousal, but the signs were clear: jerking herself off was turning on her host.

Gabrielle moaned loudly.

Waddling, she moved forward until her cockhead was hovering above the bubbling cauldron. The tendrils of steam lapped at the underside of her shaft, tickling her bunched foreskin. Her blood-engorged monster was already burning hot, so the heat coming from below barely fazed the well-hung futa. Gabrielle could feel her balls begin to vibrate and shake around in her sack, the brewing load within them nearly complete. Her trained ears could hear a lightgurglingcome from below her, signaling her coming climax; her shaft expanded another inch, pushing it out even further beyond her fists, which had become woefully inadequate at covering her extensive length.

Biceps straining, she put everything she had into forcing an orgasm from her cum factories. She was jerking herself off as swiftly as she could, her hands flying up and down her shaft, nearly sliding off her slick crown with each stroke. Veins swelled grotesquely under her digits, like they were trying to loosen the strangle-hold she had on her awe-inspiring appendage. Gabrielle began to hump into her hands, her hips pistoning erratically. Those giant globes between her legs swung up with every thrust, coming close tobashinginto the underside of her serpent. Her breathing grew heavier as she closed her eyes and threw back her head.

It was time!

"H-Here it comes!" she managed to blurt out to Robin's surprise. She attempted to point her cock down towards the top of the cauldron, but she wasn't swift enough. The first salvo of semen rocketed from her tip, blastingoverthe iron-pot, past the couch and onto the wall behind it, leaving a slimy trail in its wake. A largesplatterof pearly white goo was left where it impacted, covering the band poster it landed on, dripping slowly towards the floor. Her next shot went high as well, but this time it arced lower andslappedinto a cushion on the couch, streaming onto it for several seconds, creating a thick puddle and soaking several of the books lying around it.

"Sorry!" Gabrielle squealed, reaching out and placing a hand over her tip. She gripped it like she would a baseball, her glans pressed into her palm. Cum seeped around her fingers, covering her already pre-stained hand even more, painting her skin white. With each shot, rivulets slid into the cauldron, dregs of it trickling into the now-pearly liquid. Each pump of her progeny bounced her cock up and down, sending drops of cum flying onto everything around her; even when she did her best to contain her load it still made a huge mess, something she very well knew would happen. Once her cock started going there was no stopping it, and all the futa could do was ride out her intense orgasm.

What. The.Fuck!?

Her mind was damn near literallyblownby what she was witnessing. Robin thought that the amount of precum Gabrielle had ejaculated was ridiculous, but this was something else! The first shot alone, that was currently staining her walls, couch, and carpet, looked like it was enough to fill her completely! And she just kept going! Even from where she was standing, the goth girl could see that her little cauldron was almost completely filled, and most of the futa's cum was on her hands and the table around it; Robin was pretty sure she even saw a walnut-sized dollop extinguish one of her candles!

It didn't stop. The futa's balls, which were already humongous by any measure of the word, bloated with her climax, growing until it looked like a pair ofmelonswere nestled between her thighs. They jostled around in their container, lifting slightly with each new shot, but never quite making it up to her groin, like their weight was immense enough to keep them from rising fully. Stretching across her otherwise-smooth sack, veins and arteries pulsed angrily, like just the act of cumming was a Herculeaneffortfor them to go through.

Still, they didn't stop.

Robin wasn't sure how normal orgasms were measured, but Gabrielle's could only be quantified ingallons. Her cock kept bucking, kept drenching her hands, kept spraying onto everything around her without pause. The futa moaned through the entire thing as well, her eyes glazed over as pleasure racked her body. Hips still thrusting like she was trying to fuck a hole in her palm, occasional blasts would geyser from between her fingers, adding more layers of slime onto the couch. Nothing that the witch had left lying around was spared.

Afterminutes, an insane thought in itself, it seemed she was reaching the end. Her cock throbbed with less intensity and her balls bouncing came to a halt. As her the last vestiges of her cum leaked out of her gaping urethra, Gabrielle removed her hand from her glans and rubbed it down her shaft, smearing more of her seed across its length; this simple act, however, caused her snake to spit out several more foot-long strands of semen that hit the carpet between the couch and the table. She placed a semen-frosted hand to her chest and sucked in a deep breath, before her lips twisted into a goofy smile.

"I-sorry for the- wow. That was… Do you have a towel?" she babbled out, like she was unsure of what to say first. Turning her head, she stared at Robin with a dazed expression, still grinning like an idiot. The goth looked up at her, down to her cock, down to the futa's mess, and then back up at her. Nodding, she stumbled forward, shaking and swaying like she was drunk.

Wandering around the back of the couch, she paused before taking a big step forward; Gabrielle blushed, realizing she was probably trying not to walk in her cum. Eventually she bent over, giving Gabrielle a flash of a black pair of underwear she was wearing, and rummaged through something the futa couldn't see.

Robin tossed a towel at her.

"Sorry for the mess," Gabrielle panted as she wiped down her still-hard pole, "I didn't - it's not usually that much. Not at the end of the day, anyway."

"It's… fine," Robin finally spoke, her words uneven, "it is what I paid for you, even if it'sa lotmore than I needed."

Gabrielle chuckled nervously.

"Sorry," she apologized again, "I thought you knew."

"Well I do now!"

This time the pair both laughed.

"So, can I uh, sit for a minute? It's gonna take a little bit before I can fit in my pants again."

Robin's eyes bulged as Gabrielle motioned towards her cock, which hadn't lost any of its rigidity.

"Y-yeah, just grab a chair behind you."

"Thank you!" The futa pulled up one of the seats and put it down a couple feet from where she'd been standing. Sitting in it, she draped the towel over her cock like it was a drying rack, her member sticking straight out from her crotch. She finally was able to take a moment to witness the results of her sexual storm: the couch was now split in the middle by a cascade of her white goo, the table and everything on it was almost completely covered by sticky ropes, and the floor around it was dotted by large puddles of her excess. That wasn't even mentioning the cauldron, which was overflowing with her bubbling cum!

She had really made a mess!

Robin's moving form drew her attention away from the erotic disaster she'd been the cause of. Another towel in her hand, the witch leaned over the table and did her best to wipe off its contents. Bags, books, the candles - one by one she rubbed them with the cloth, cleaning them to the best of her ability. Every item that was cleaned she set to the side, the witch making sure not to accidentally set it inmorecum. It didn't take her too long to finish, and she ended the chore by wiping off her own hands before tossing the towel to the side. She studied her setup.

"I can help you clean up after you're done!" Gabrielle blurted, feeling worse by the second as she watched her host struggle with the aftermath of her load, "or I, I know the number for a company that can come and clean everything."

"I might take you up on that." she didn't take her eyes off the cauldron.

"And, uh, I'd like to watch this if you don't mind. I've never seen real magic before."

"Sure," Robin finally turned and smiled at her, "besides, you're the reason this is going to work."

"So howdoesthis work, exactly?"

"Well," Robin opened a bag and dumped its contents into the pot, the cum inside having boiled down a little bit while she was cleaning, "I put theotheringredients in, and then when it changes color, I say some words into it and then drink it. The effects should kick in after that."

"I guessed it was something like that," more herbs were added to the cum-centered potion, bringing the mixture rising towards the rim once more, "but like… how does itknow?How does it know how to change you? Does it like, affect everyone the same, or…?"

"Not quite." the goth grabbed a long wooden spoon from the table and began to stir, "It works off your subconscious, basically. So, the things you want to change about yourself the most, like having bigger boobs or better skin, for example, is what the spell focuses on. The potion works as a kind of catalyst to make your desiresactuallyhappen."

"I see…"

"That's why I needed your, uh, semen. The recipe calls for the ejaculate of a man, but I did some research and it looks like no one has ever tried it with a futanari."

She paused.

"Probably due to how new your sex is. So, it works off the 'life force', in a sense, of the sperm. From what I've read, the changes the potion brings aren't that pronounced, but can be heightened by having more ejaculate in it. But it seems like even with a large amount, at least by the standards of a normal man, it doesn't change youthat much. Like if you wanted a really big butt, it would only get you part of the way there, and it can't really be done more than once - at least not for the same body part."

"I see..." Gabrielle repeated, contemplating the explanation, "and you think my sperm is going to uh, enhance the effects?"

"Pretty much. I'd read before that futanari were incredibly virile, much more so than men. I guess I can confirm that now!" she stopped and raised an eyebrow at Gabrielle, "But I'm thinking that more virility equals more life force. In theory, that should mean this beauty potion is going to beverystrong, especially with how much you added to it."

"So what part of yourself do you want to change? At least enough to go through all this trouble?"

Robin frowned for a moment, her eyes looking towards the ground.

"You'll see."

She emptied the last baggie into the cauldron and gave it a final couple of stirs, the swirling concoction turning a murky pink.

"Perfect. Now I need complete silence. It's time to say the actual spell."

Leaning forward, Gabrielle watched intently as Robin hunched over the coffee table. Her face hovering over the frothing liquid, steam wetting her visage, she began to whisper. The futa turned her head slightly, trying to catch the words the witch was saying, but quickly realized they were in a different language. Most of it was totally gibberish to her ears, but one word, 'pulchra' seemed to be repeated constantly. Robin's lips moved faster and faster, and even from her position several feet away, Gabrielle could see the contents of the cauldron begin to glow.

Then Robin stopped.

The entire room went silent, and Gabrielle had to do her best to resist asking if the goth was okay. This distress she felt was furthered by the sight of Robin's eyes rolling back in their sockets until only the whites showed. Her mouth shot open so wide her lower jaw almost touched her neck, a wisp of red smoke spilling out from her gaping maw. The tendril was immediately sucked into the swirling brew until it had been completely consumed by the pink concoction, which glowed brightly. Robin gasped, her body jerking upward before her features returned to normal.

"Ugh, that part is always the worst!" she complained, ignoring Gabrielle's visible horror. Reaching out, she turned off the burner that had been so dutifully keeping the cauldron hot, and grabbed another towel she had set out. Wrapping it around the sides of the small pot, she lifted it to her face with both hands, her nose twitching at the musky smell. She brought it to her lips and paused, her eyes closing.

"Here goes nothing…"

Tilting her head back, she dumped the brew into her mouth. Her throat worked actively to swallow its thick contents, each gulp audible. Halfway through she started moaning as well, her cheeks turning a rosy color. It took her almost a minute to chug the entire thing, finishing with a loud exhale. Gripping the rim with one cloth-covered hand, she wiped her mouth with the back of her other and looked down at the now-empty container. She licked her lips. Robin waited for a moment, still staring into the bottom of the personal-sized cauldron.

"I don't think it worked," she muttered glumly, before turning to Gabrielle, "but you know, you taste pretty go-"

Her words were cut off by a strangled gasp.

Dropping the towel and now potion-less container, which clattered against the table, her hands flew to her chest. Clawing at her throat, she began to choke, her brown eyes spinning wildly in their sockets. Stumbling backwards, she almost tripped on the side of the couch, barely catching herself on its arm. She clenched her fists and screamed into the air, her entire body now shaking violently. Gabrielle's own body went rigid, and she found herself unable to move from her seat, frozen in terror. Was this still part of the spell!?

Robin went slack. She was standing but swaying, like a light breeze was enough to knock her over, her arms limp at her sides. Her head lolled back and forth randomly, her hair covering her face like a makeshift curtain, blocking Gabrielle's view of her features; but it didn't block her ability tohearthe girl. She suddenly started moaning,loudly, and the futa could see somethingelsehappen as her vocals reached a crescendo - something happening beneath her clothes.

Her shirt suddenly lookedtighter, like it was being stretched by some unknown force. The area around her chest, specifically, seemed to be where this change was focused. Robin's top was being pushed outward, something tenting it from under the black garment. Farther and farther it extended from her body, the material slowly becoming sheer. While this was going on, the goth's hands rose and began to pull at the neckline, yanking it around like she was trying to make room for whatever was emerging beneath it. A loudtearingsound revealed to Gabrielleexactlywhat was causing this wardrobe malfunction.

It was her breasts. The futa's eyes went wide as she watched two pale mounds of flesh rise from the top of Robin's shirt towards her chin. She could see the witch's black bra through the stretched material now, struggling to contain the woman's growing tits as they spread out against her torso. When Gabrielle was masturbating, she thought she might've been able to see her host's nipples poke out through her shirt, but now there wasnodoubt about it. She was doubly surprised to see the shape of Robin's barbell nipple piercings nearlyripthrough her bra, and it was clear the hard nubs they were sticking out of were growing as well.

This magic-induced growth didn't stop. Gabrielle could hear the sound of threads snappingthe more the now-inadequate top was deformed around the witch's enlarging bust. The bottom of the belly-shirt rose up her midriff, forming around the fatty hills like it was making one last attempt to be useful; but it wasn't enough. More tearing, more ripping, more absolutedestructionof the shirt occurred until it began to fall in tatters around her. The futa's eyes bulged as more of Robin's creamy skin came into view, the now comically-too-small black bra all that was keeping her from being completely topless.

Even her once-supportive undergarment, however, came under duress. An evenloudersnapping sound filled the room as itpoppedoff her chest and flung across the room, landing in a heap against the far wall. The straps that tried so hard to hold onto her shoulders broke apart in turn, the clasps and bands joining the same outcome as the woman's shirt. Now free of any obstruction, the goth thrust her chest out and sunk her thin fingers into whatever part of her still-growing tits she could, not able to cover even afractionof the newly-created mammaries.

Gabrielle had no idea what cup size Robin would have needed at this point, and it became harder to guess as she just kept gettingbigger. Her breasts overfilled her handsandarms, the woman not able to evenremotelycover herself.Basketballswould have been a good comparison, the futa thought, at least for that moment; in another, they blew past that, any sense of modesty thrown out the window. They grew upward, downward, outward - in any direction they could, they took up more space. The bottoms brushed against her navel piercing, the sides covered her biceps, and the tops nearly touched herchin. It seemed like they would never stop, until another sound of fabric being obliterated heralded a halt in their growth, and drew the futa's attention further down the goth's body.

So entranced by Robin's new massive mammaries, Gabrielle hadn't realized that therestof her body had been going through a metamorphosis as well. The new noise she'd heard came from the witch's tiny skirt, which looked somehow evenshorterthan it had been. Almost like Robinknewwhere the futanari was looking, she twisted her body, her tits bouncing together as she moved, giving Gabrielle a clear view of her backside. It now made sense to the futa what was happening.

Herasswas growing too!

Robin's skirt looked shorter because it was beingliftedby her fattening cheeks. They pushed out from under the hem, encompassing the tops of the back of her thighs and filling up the space behind her. Pale like her breasts, andexpandingthe same as them too, her ass, along with her hips, widened, bulging out from her body like they were trying to escape it. The belt of her skirt held on until the entire thing suffered the same fate as her top; although itdidmanage to come off in one piece - not that it would ever fit the witch's enhanced figure ever again.

"Holy shit…" Gabrielle whispered to herself, her mind struggling to comprehend what she was seeing.

Now Robin was in nothing but her underwear, which Gabrielle had gotten a peek of earlier. It clung to her body for all it was worth, not even visible between her ballooning bottom which ate up the back of it like it was its last meal. Her ass didn't stop swelling, mirroring what her breasts went through, and each cheek quickly eclipsed Robin's ownheadin size. The dark-skinned futa was sure that at this point, she could've used the witch's ass as a shelf for a stack of hertextbooks, and they would've stayed put without issue. Gabrielle's ogling was cut short by Robin rotating so she was facing her again.

Running her hands up and down her body, it didn't appear, at least from Gabrielle's perspective, that the goth was all that conscious of her movements. She acted almost on autopilot, like the magic coursing through her being was controlling her actions. Her head continued to bob aimlessly, and it didn't seem that her hands were after anything specifically; they would grip at her monstrous breasts, before squeezing her hips or tapping at her rounded rear, and then the process would be repeated. Not that Gabrielle was complaining at being able to witness her explore her obscene new figure or anything!

During one of her roaming self-explorations, she rubbed a hand over her crotch, drawing Gabrielle's focus there.Jesus. Not that the futa knew what her host's feminine parts looked like before, but she had no doubt they'd somehow been affected as well. Not even remotely concealed, the lips of her pussy stuck out like the halves of a ripe melon, clearly glistening from her own arousal. The front of her underwear was wedged between them, the sodden material barely visible from beneath the fat mounds. Even her clit looked enormous, poking out stiffly from its sheath and denting the cloth failing to completely cover it; it looked larger than the one's on those female bodybuilders Gabrielle found herselfoccasionallylooking up.

Other parts of her weren't immune to the beautification she had so desired either. Gabrielle found her view of Robin's torso-hiding breasts partially obscured as her hair lengthened to cover the tops of her lily mountains. Her hair took on an almostglowingluster that wasn't there before, and even her cyan-dyed strip looked more vibrant as well. The witch's skin was similarly affected: whereas before her natural color was something of an unhealthy pallor, it now shone like polished porcelain, sparkling under the ceiling lights. Robin practicallyradiatedwithout trying.

Still, there was more of her that had been transfigured.

Since her ass and hips multiplied in size, her thighs followed suit. While notquitereaching the same thickness, they definitely looked like they would tear holes in any pair of jeans that tried to contain them, the milky flesh reaching face-suffocating levels. Robin's tattoo came into view now that she was undressed, and Gabrielle had been right about what she guessed it was: a long-stemmed flower, covered in thorns and leaves, the petals of the blood-red rose ending at her hip bone. The thigh-high fishnets she'd worn had been expectedly destroyed by her no longer-lithe legs, adding to the pile of discarded clothing around her black-polish covered toes.

Her arms ended up having theoppositereaction, thinning out and dissolving any flab they might have possessed. The sleeves that once covered them were obviously gone at this point, having met their end when the rest of her top did, and that revealed another tattoo: a small dagger adorning her bicep that had the appearance of piercing through her skin and dripping blood. Her limbs also seemed to have grown… longer? Looking the witch up and down, Gabrielle slowly came to the realization that Robin had gotten taller; while they were practically the same height at the start of the night, the goth looked like she had gained a good six inches on the futanari!

"Ohmigod!"

The high-pitched squeal caught Gabrielle by surprise, almost knocking her out of her chair. It came from between a pair of purple-painted lips, an incredibly plump set that almost brushed against the bottom of her nose and the top of her chin. That same nose had become a delicate little thing, slightly pointed but by no means long, and still pierced by a small black stud. Above it sat a pair of large, silky brown eyes that looked down in wonder at the new body they belonged to; the same dark-colored eye makeup still surrounded them, although italsosomehow looked better, like it had been applied by a professional artist.

The body, the face, thevoice, all belonged to Robin.

"Like, oh my god! It actually worked! Like, perfectly even!"

Gabrielle stared, flabbergasted, at the 'new' Robin.

There had been no magical effects, no puffs of smoke or blinding lights. Nothing as fancy as a Sailor Moon-esque transformation scene with music and wild colors. She didn't jump from behind a curtain and yell 'ta-da' or provide any similar theatrics. It justhappened. It happened right in front of the futa, just like she'd asked, and shewatched. She watched it all. Gabrielle wasn't sure how long it had taken, the entire transformation unfolding in what felt like slow motion, like time had been as distorted as greatly as the witch's body had. And then it dawned on her that it washerthat caused this, this,change. Her 'life force' as Robin had put it. Her cum!

"Thank you soooo much!"

It took a minute for the futa to realize that Robin was addressing her - not that there was anyone else in the room for the witch to thank. Looking over at her, Gabrielle gawked, nearly mesmerized, as the witch bounced up and down, giggling to herself all the while. Her heaving breasts slapped loudly against her stomach, her pierced, thumb-sized pink nipples almost brushing against herclitwith each fall, before they flew back up and hit her in the chin, sending her long hair flying wildly - an action that should've been painful but only caused the witch to laugh in delight. A rapidclappingfilled the air as she jumped, almost as loud as gunshots, and Gabrielle quickly realized that it came from herass cheeksslamming together in time with her movements. Her entire obscene,unrealbody was on full display, and what a display it was!

"Robin, are you uh, are you okay?" Gabrielle questioned, managing to find her voice.

The changed-woman stopped her perverse hopping.

"Like, of course I am!" she laughed, her hands meeting, ortryingto meet in front of her chest, her new extreme endowment giving her some difficulty, "I'm like, better than okay! This is everything I hoped for and more. Don't I look good?"

She bent over as if to put emphasis on her question. Those stupendous breasts hung down, eclipsing her knees, her plate-sized pink areolas brushing against her ankles as her metal-decorated nubs pressed into the top of her tiny feet. Gabrielle's eyes, of course, followed them down, and then back and forth as Robin began to shake them. They jiggled uncontrollably, bounding into her legs before flying back into the air, almost hiding her face from view. After several seconds of being intentionally lewd, she straightened back up, her tits once again wobbling like an earthquake was rippling across their surface, herunnaturallyformed cleavage stretching out for almost a foot in front of her.

"U-uh, I uh, of cou-"

"Mmmm did you need to see more? Just to, like, make sure, right? Well here you go!"

This time Robin leapt up, twirling as she did. Even with her back turned, Gabrielle could still see the sides of her breasts spill out past her slim rib cage, showing more sideboob than any normal woman'sfullbust. Once she was facing away from the futanari, she squatted down until her ass was hovering above the floor, her legs completely hidden by the ridiculous rear. Robin began to slowly gyrate back and forth, like she was working an invisible stripper pole, her cheeks bobbing as she rotated. She lifted one cheek, then the other, as if she was testing the muscles within them, twerking each independently. Then she stopped, letting them come to a resting position until she flexed the muscles in her ass once more, sending each mound rising up her back before letting them drop. All that ass meatslammedinto the floor with athumpthat reverberated through the apartment.

"How was that?" she purred, rising up once more and sauntering over to the futa, "did, like, you see enough that time?"

"Yes, I mean, you look -"

It was Gabrielle's turn to gasp and choke as Robin shot a hand out and wrapped it around her towel-covered cock. The whole time the spell had been at work she hadn't realized that she'd never gone soft, the wholereasonshe sat down in the first place! It had been sticking out straight between her legs, waving beyond her knees, the cum-soaked cloth the only thing hiding her shame. The once-in-a-lifetime things she had seen today had left her hornier than when she was masturbating, and her throbbing member was the visible proof to that; her throbbing member, which now had a long-nailed, slender hand wrapped around it.

"Your friend here seems to think I look good. Don't you, hm, agree sweetie?"

"YES!" Gabrielle half-shouted, her breathing heavy, "I mean, yes, you look amazing Robin. You just, uh seem different."

"Of course I look different! That was like, the whole point silly!"

"No, no. I mean, you'reactingdifferent. Different from how you were before uh, before all of this."

"I don't feel any different," she continued to massage her futa's pole, "except like, happier!"

"Th-that's good. I'm glad to see it, to see that it worked."

"Like, so well."

Robin paused.

"Now, about your payment…"

"Uh yeah," Gabrielle struggled to look her in the eyes, her attention being drawn to so many places at once, "I can just get it and lea-"

"I think you deserve a littlebonus," the witch drew out the last word as she kneeled in front of the futa, her breasts piling onto the top of her thighs "and I knowexactlywhat kind to give you…"

Before Gabrielle had a chance to protest, though doubtful she would have, Robin grabbed the towel in both hands and whipped it off her guest's lap. The semen-stained cloth flew to the side, landing somewhere that neither were paying attention to, revealing the futa in all her glory; her glory of course, being her rock-hardcock. In nothing but her birthday suit, no longer weighed down anymore, Gabrielle's dick rose slightly, cresting the top of her thighs, and waving back and forth under its own absurd size.

"Fuck, it looks even bigger up close!" Robin exhaled, her hot breath brushing against the futa's crown, "I like, wanted to touch it as soon as you took off your pants!"

Knowing that the goth lusted after her, even before her transformation, caused Gabrielle to moan - a moan that only got louder as the witch wrapped her hands around her shaft. She threw her head back as Robin began to stroke, running her palms up and down her cum-streaked meat. The busty woman's smooth fingers felt like paradise,especiallywhen they left her cock and cupped her baby factories, which hadn't shrunk an inch and dangled over the edge of the chair. Robin palmed them like she was weighing produce, rolling them around in her hands.

"Oh my god, these are sooooo fucking big! I swear I can like,feelall the cum inside of them!"

She gripped Gabrielle's monster again.

"And this thing is like, so fucking hot," she panted, "it feels like its burning my hands!"

These statements caused the curly-haired futanari's cock to buck, almostrippingitself out of the goth's small hands, which struggled to wrap around it. As it jerked, her urethra gaped open, sending one of herincredibleropes of precum firing from the tip. It splattered against Robin's cheek and trailed all the way down her chest to the top of one of her torso-hiding breasts, where it continued almost all the way to her nipple. Robin didn't evenflinchat the sudden sticky expulsion plastering itself against her body, and instead just looked up from across the futa's cock to her eyes.

Without missing a beat, Robin stuck her tongue out and slid it against the gooey seed sticking to the skin next to her lips and down around her chin, scooping up as much of it as she could, her tongue almost lapping at her neck. Before retracting it, she extended her tongue as far it would go, displaying that either the goth was naturally very gifted in that department, or that it had grown with the rest of her body; this also let the futa see all the cum that had pooled on its surface, an amount that almost spilled over the sides. Making sure their eyes were locked, Robin sucked up all that sperm between her lips and swallowed it in an almostexaggeratedmanner, gulping loudly as it descended into her stomach.

"Oh fuck," she gasped while gathering up the rest of the cum on her tits with her fingers, "you taste so fucking good baby. I knew that wasyouI was tasting when I drank the potion. It was like, all I could taste! Fuck I wanted to stop and suck you off right there!"

She stuck her hand up to her face and slurped up the rest of the futa's offering.

"So like, why wait any longer!?"

Gabrielle didn't have a minute to fully comprehend what the bimbo-ish goth had said before she dove towards her cock. Those whorish lips opened as far as they would go, an act that would've looked like an overly-horny performance had it been anyoneelseshe was attempting to suck off, but for the futa, it was just enough. Her mouthstilllooked like it stretched even wider as she inhaled Gabrielle's fleshy helmet, her cheeks bulging around the bigger-than-a-fist sized tip. The futa's fingers clenched at her sides as she felt the goth witch swirl her tongue around her glans without an ounce of hesitation.

Both parties were moaning loudly now, although one came out much moremuffledthan the other. Robin actively massaged the futa's twitching tower with her hands, sliding them up and down her vast length, groping as much of her cock as she could as she tried to suck thelifeout of the gigantic goliath. Every part of it excited the voluptuous woman further, her nipples like a pair of .308 rounds sticking out from her tits with arousal. The veins which pushed her fingersawayfrom the shaft with their insane girth, her engorged cum tunnel, which swelled like it was warning her of what was to come, and just the pure unbridledsizeof the whole thing caused her to squirm where she was kneeling, her underwear growing more drenched by the second!

More precum flooded her mouth and throat as she took Gabrielle's cock deeper into her body. Her nostrils flared as she tried to suck in as much oxygen as she could while fucking her face on the charcoal-colored rod. When she felt the futa's glans press at the start of her esophagus, she pulled back until just the tip of her tip was between her lips, which she suckled at like a hungry newborn. After swallowing another mouthful of cum, she pushed her head down again, this time taking Gabrielle's crown into her throat.

"Oh god, Robin, your, your," Gabrielle babbled, unable to contain herself, "your mouth feels so good!"

If the witch could have smiled around the face-distorting meat, she would have. The dark-skinned futanari's compliments were like music to her ears, and only encouraged the newly transformed woman to try evenharder. Stifling the choking sounds her body was trying to make, she pressed her head deeper between the futa's legs, her ears flanked by Gabrielle's knees. Her throat constantly swallowed against the leathery-flesh invading its depths, trying to stimulate it in any way she could. Her tongue simultaneously ran over whatever parts of her shaft she could reach, cleaning up all the cum that had stained it from the futa's first orgasm. It wasn't until Robin's vision started to grow spotty that she yanked herself backward, reluctantly letting Gabrielle's spit-shined cock free.

"God you're so fucking big!" Robin gasped, grabbing the monstrous member by its middle and beating the shaft and crown against her face, "probably the biggest in the fucking world!

Gabrielle's only response was a renewed moan and a spray of cum that shot directly into the witch's hair.

"Yeah, you like that? You like when I beat your cock against my face? When I talk about how fuckin'hugeyou are, Gabby?"

A nickname she usually hated sounded as sweet as honey on the bimbo's inflated lips. Her vision was unfocused, practicallyblurry, as she looked down at the woman speaking to her. From her vantage point, she could see an arm-swallowing amount of cleavage, the roundest part of Robin's ass sticking out past her feet, and her panting, cock-slapped face, the goth still using the dick in her hand like a sexual bludgeon. It was all sosurreal. Surreal that it was happening at all, and more importantly, surreal that it was happening toher. The entire night was growing more dream-like by the minute.

"Yeah…" Gabrielle tried to smile in a way thatdidn'tfeel stupid, "you, you're so hot Robin. I-I can't believe this is happening."

"Mmm well believe it baby," Robin paused to flick her long tongue against the futa's cumslit, stealing away a bead of precum the moment it formed, "because we're like, not evencloseto done yet!"

Punctuating this last proclamation with action, the goth bimbo speared herself back onto the futa's pole. She didn't take her time like before, instead pushing herselfdeeperthan where she had gone previously. Her added spit helped the colossal cock slide into her with more ease, but it still proved to be an incredible challenge just to fit it between herlips! Robin took a moment to tuck her hair behind an ear, revealing a trail of studded piercings that ran down its length, before forcing her face down even further. The witch once again began sucking in earnest.

Struggling with the snake in her throat, her nostrils flared as her body instinctively tried to compensate for the fleshy blockage; however, what pumped into her nose was something entirely unexpected.Infusedinto the air was the scent of Gabby's genitals. It wasn't abadsmell by any means - quite the contrary! It was a musky, virile odor that wafted around her and invaded her senses with a strength befitting the awesome size of the package it steamed off of. It was almostintoxicating, and Robin found herself trying to breathe as much of it in as she could, while fighting the temptation to just pull herself off the futa's cock and bury her face in Gabrielle's balls instead.

Speaking of those enormous cum factories, Robin was once again cradling them in her fingers while her lips worked Gabrielle's shaft. Her amazement only grew as she found she couldsqueezethem, or at least do her best too considering they were bulbous enough that both hands wouldn't be able to fully encompassoneof them! As she tested their pliability, the witch realized her fingers barely dented theskinof the futa's thick sack, much less the walls of one of her corpulent globes. Not one to back away from a challenge, she massaged them like she would someone's shoulders, putting as much pressure as she could on the rumbling, gurgling cum containers.

It was too soon when Robin had to release the anaconda from her oral hold once more.

"Jesus baby!" the bimbo practically shouted between breaths, "I can't even get like,halfof your cock down! You're just toooo fucking big!"

"S-sorry," Gabrielle apologized, one of her hands cupping one of her more modest breasts, her small brown nipple poking between her nails, "it's always been like that."

"Don't apologize Gabby, I wouldn't trade it for the world! You should only be sorry if you're about to tell me you don't have a delicious load coming!"

"I'm close. It's coming s-soon."

"That's what I like to hear!"

Pressing those plush cock pillows against Gabrielle's glans for the third time that night, Robin decided not to deepthroat the beast this time; there was no way she was gonna miss savoring the futa's cum! Based on how her precum, the leftover remnants of her first orgasm, and the diluted mixture she drank to become who she was now, tasted, a freshly brewed helping of her seed was gonna beheavenly. Robin could feel her thighs moisten at just the thought of it! She was alsodefinitelygetting as much as she wanted, if Gabby's first load was anything to go by - hell, her balls looked evenbiggerthan before, which hopefully meant evenmorewas in store for her.

While keeping her mouth suctioned to the futa's throbbing mushroom-shaped tip, the dark-haired bimbo snaked her tongue out and whirled it around the parts of the shaft below the cockhead she could reach. Robin's face twisted into a slutty visage as she began to suck at her urethra, like she was trying toforcethe cum out of Gabby's balls. A loud gasp from above her let her know her efforts were bearing fruit. She continued to inhale the cockflesh as hard as she could, her cheeks pulled into the sides of her mouth. Not one to let her hands be the devil's playthings, she continued to use them to try and coax the churning load out of the curly-haired futanari's seed makers.

A sudden change in Gabrielle's genitals let her know her efforts weren't for naught.

Robin could feel her new lover's entire body stiffen,includingher cock. The witch found her head being pushed backward as another inch swelled into the bitch breaker she was attached to, the head engorging between her lips. A visiblepulseshot up the shaft, a pulse strong enough to practically vibrate Robin's face. Looking down the cock like it was the barrel of a gun, the goth bimbo could see the numerous veins lacing it practicallypopwith urgency, as if the futa's body was doing its best to pump any last bit of blood it could into the corpulent creature. Her titanic testicles lifted slightly out of Robin's palms, and now she wascertainshe could hear them groan with overpacked seed.

"Robin, here it - I'm cumming!

Though she was expecting it, the buxom woman's eyes still went wide at the exclamation. The tip of her tongue felt it first, the beginning of Gabby's second load of the night shooting up her shaft, expanding the massive tube beneath it. Her lips were next, the bottom of the pair being pushed until it nearly overtook herchin. Lastly, and most importantly, she felt it in her mouth, as her entire warm cavern was filled instantaneously, her cheeks bulging out like an acorn-stuffed chipmunk's.

The witch had been right: Gabby's fresh cum tasteddivine. The milky ambrosia took up every nook and cranny in her mouth, streaming between her teeth and onto the back of her tongue. Robin didn't have a chance totrulysavor the rich, salty exquisiteness flooding her maw, practically the entire load shooting straight into her throat. She struggled to swallow the futa's thick semen; it was like trying to swallow a mouthful ofglueand it went down just as slowly. Before she had a chance to react, Gabrielle's cock jerked again, and her second salvo blasted into the goth slut.

Twin jets of sperm shot out of her nose, whilemultiplespurts sprayed from the corners of her lips and onto the top of her tits. The force of both blasts shoved her tongue back into her mouth, sending it flailing into a sea of virile jelly that felt bottomless. Despite the fact that she was able to suppress it before, her gag reflex kicked in as her body tried to reject the liquid invasion, sending the first load colliding into the second; this only succeeded in causing Robin to cough, cum-mixed spittle flying from her lips. All it took was these two torrents to send the witch's head careening backwards.

Overcome by her lust, Gabrielle shot up, her knees bumping Robin's shoulders and pushing her onto her ass. Her hands went to her cock, and they rapidly jerked it up and down as quickly as they could. Cumsprayedfrom her cock like a hose that had just been unblocked, raining her potent essence onto the splayed slut. Like her body was on autopilot, she aimed her spitting monster at Robin's face, treating her like a pornstar in a bukakke scene. Her next geyser of cum hit the goth bimbo right between her eyes, painting her features a slimy off-white. The impact sent more of her sperm flinging into the voluptuous host's hair, dying her naturally raven hair and her one light-blue strip white, and puddling onto the carpet behind her.

Havingplentyof body left to cover, Gabrielle leaned forward in order to get a better angle. Her next target was the goth's tits, the part of her she'd been fixated on since she first transformed. The mountainous, alabaster slopes got the first helping, cum pooling between her naturally ridiculous cleavage as the tops of her pale hills were frosted. What would've taken a hundred men took the futa only one shot: she waved her cock back and forth, her explosion of semen completely and utterly masking the massive mammaries. It looked like Gabby had given her a new shirt to replace the one Robin had grown out of it, although a much morewhiteone this time!

Acting like a professional artist, Gabrielle left no part of the buxom goth's bust undecorated. She splashed her cum across the inner walls of Robin's breasts, before sending another shot at her nipples. They too were hidden under layers of the futa's progeny, even the silver barbells rendered unrecognizable. Continuing her southbound streams, she hit Robin's flat stomach next, filling her belly button and staining her navel piercing in turn. Her crotch got the next gooey ooze, plastering the inadequate pair of panties evendeeperinto the witch's cunt, the excess seed, of which there wasplenty,seeping down into the crack of her ass.

Over and over again Gabrielle flayed Robin's body with her cum. She wasn't sure she'deverhad an orgasm so strong! The witch's skin was coated in the futa's unending ooze until there was hardly an inch untouched. More spilled into her mouth and masked her features. Ropes layered her tattoos like she was getting them covered up. Gabrielle's favorite part of the goth, her tits, were lashed until she wassureshe had soaked every bit of them with her semen. There was so much that Robin looked more like an obscenesnowmanrather than a human being by the time Gabby's orgasm began to peter out.

Robin could do nothing but sit there andtake it. She felt powerless under the onslaught, but agoodkind of powerless. It was like she was giving herself completely to the futa, and they hadn't even had sex… yet! Unbeknownst to Gabby, she had had multiple orgasms of her own while being covered, the strongest of which was when her lover had so generouslyblastedher cunt, bathing it in her hot load. Robin had actuallysquirtedwhen that happened, something that had never happened to her even during sex! She doubted Gabby had seen it though, her feminine nectar no doubt lost in the futa's virile monsoon.

That wasn't even mentioning how much cum Gabrielle had fired onto her face! Robin drank as much of her progeny as she could, her throat the one part of her thatwasactive during the entire thing. Once her throat cleared, she was able to enjoy the futanari's cream, actually prepared this time around for how fucking thick it was! She didn't even need to stick out her tongue or use her hands to scoop it into her mouth, the sheets of seed cascading down her face enough for her to drink her fill of. Robin could feel her cunt twitch just thinking about how amazing Gabby was!

But all good things must come to an end.

The lurid cacophony that had been Gabrielle's orgasm gave way to the smattering sounds of the aftermath. The sounds of the futa's own heavy panting was the loudest noise to fill the room, the chocolate-skinned guest struggling to catch her breath after the intense sensations she put her body through. Cum trickling from her cock and from Robin's body ontomorecum, left a distinct dripping reverberation that rang through the apartment. Finally, Robin's full-bodied gasp as her mouth and throat finished clearing the last dregs of creamy frosting from her countenance finished off this perverse soundtrack.

"Oh my god…" Gabrielle whispered to herself once her breathing returned to normal, the realization of what she'd just done dawning on her. Feeling bad for her uncontrollable output as she always did, she rushed over to Robin's still-sitting form, careful not to slip on the lake of cum swirling around the goth's body. Standing over the white-washed witch, she looked around for anything that might help her; the search proved pointless in her panicked state, unable to focus long enough to form a coherent thought. Giving up, she settled on reaching down and grabbing onto Robin's cum-slathered arm, like she was trying to let her know she was there to help. Robin seemed to get the message loud and clear and her hand reached out, which Gabrielle took in her own.

"I'm so sorry!" she tried to explain as she lifted the goth bimbo to her feet, "I didn't mean - I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't sto-"

Robin cut her off with a kiss.

Leaning down, the witch took the futa's lips in her own much larger, although Gabrielle was no slouch in that department either, sperm-stained pair. One of her cum-webbed hands rose, cupping the side of her lover's cheek, while her other palmed the back of her head. Working around her big, curly ponytail, Robin pulled Gabby in close, a loose strand of her auburn-brown locks tickling the side of the goth's face. Caught by total surprise, it took a moment for Gabrielle to lean into the semen-flavored kiss, but when she did she put her all into it, her eyes closing and her hands gripping Robin's slick hips. She squirmed in her place as she felt the goth's tongue snake into her throat.

After a pregnant moment of passion, Robin pulled back, a string of ejaculate connecting them, and smiled at the futa.

"Think you got another one of those for me Gabby?"

Flustered, Gabrielle averted her eyes and looked down, bringing Robin's eyes to the same place. There it was, her cock, still hard as steel and leaking cum, angled to the side as it was sandwiched awkwardly against their bodies. Chuckling, Robin adjusted her stance so that the futa's cock slipped up her torso, nestling between her giant, pumpkin-sized tits. Getting a wide-eyed stare in response, Robin dipped her head down for another kiss, once more slipping her tongue into Gabby's mouth. This act caused the beast between her breasts tolurch, shooting a rope of leftover cum splashing against her neck.

"I'll take that as a yes!" Robin giggled as she pulled back. Cheeks reddening, Gabrielle buried her head in the witch's cum-slicked chest pillows like an ostrich with sand. Wetting her face with her own progeny, she wrapped her arms around Robin's back and pressed their bodies closer together. She could feel the goth bimbo return the hug and pet her bushy bunch of hair, cradling her head into her vast cleavage. The futa found herself smiling into the sticky cum cavern she'd created, even as her own lower head poked into her chin.

Gabrielle wasn't sure how'd she gotten so lucky!

"I would love to, um, continue," Gabby looked up at Robin's grinning face from her titty temple, "but can we clean up a little first?"

"Of course sweetie!" the witch laughed, putting her hands on the futa's waist, "we are like, a bit sticky hm?"

Ungluing from each other took some careful maneuvering, Gabrielle's drying seed seemingly wanting them to stay together just as much as they did, and Robin was careful they didn't get entangled again when she leaned down to give her lover another sperm-coated kiss. Reluctantly, Robin turned around and pranced through the cum-swamped room, heading towards the back of the couch, where a laundry basket must have been hidden; while Gabby was sad to stop kissing her, shewasn'tsad to watch her skip away, her eyes once again glued to her clapping cheeks, which flung cum around the room as she moved. Even when she bent over to grab towels, the futa could see the top of her pale hills poke over the top of the couch!

"Here we go!" the witch came splashing back to Gabrielle, "still had some like, clean ones left!"

Smiling, Gabrielle grabbed a towel from her lover's arms and began to wipe at her face and chest. She paid special attention to her hair, shuddering at the thought of trying to wash all the seed out of her curly locks. Rubbing the soft cloth further down her body, she couldn't help but leer at Robin as she did the same. Just cleaning herself off was an obscene act in itself, like the exaggeratedly voluptuous woman couldn't help but belewdwith her every action. Every movement caused her body to jiggle and shake, her enormous tits slapping against each other even when she was simply cleaning her face. Gabrielle had pretty much all but stopped wiping herself, too mesmerized by the sexual goddess before her.

Robin finally noticed that she had an audience.

"Mmm I love when you look at me like that baby," she hummed as she rananothertowel across the top of her bust, "and I can tell you love it too!"

What she was referring to was Gabrielle's still-hard cock, which has begun leaking once again. Nowbothof them had stopped to watch as cum poured from her tip, running down in large rivulets down her shaft and dripping off her low-hanging balls. Despite the fact that Robin had just spent the better part of thehourblowing her and being covered in cum, Gabby still felt a rush of embarrassment surge through her body at being presented in such a way. She pushed the towel down her stomach and over her member, hiding herself from Robin's piercing eyes.

"Mmm no need to hide sweetie," Robin dropped into a squat, letting go of her own towel and grabbing Gabby's, "but why don't you letmeclean that amazing cock for you?"

Gabrielle started moaning immediately as the goth's fingers touched hers and snatched the cloth from her grasp, Robin not bothering to wait for an answer. The pale-skinned bimbo wasted no time in running the drying-fabric up and down and across the futa's dark shaft, rubbing it into the tough, venous flesh. Already half-covered by the cum from her body, the towel was quickly completely soaked, until the futa's seed oozed from its ends; the sticky cream even began to seep out of it and onto Robin's freshly dried hands. Giving it one last stroke, she tossed the towel to the side, and held the futa's girthy giant above her face, almost completely blocking her features

"I think I need to like use something different," she purred, licking her lips, "it's still sooo messy."

The tongue that had just dragged across her cock pillows shot up, showing off its incredible length once more as it ran it across Gabby's massive urethra up to her frenulum. Leaning forward, Robin slurped up the cum across the underside of the steely beam, her lips trying to suck up all the pulled-taut flesh. Her mouth ran the length of Gabrielle's shaft, until she reached the spot her balls met the trunk of the fleshy redwood. Pressing her face into the jumbo globes, the witch drank from the place the cum had pooled into the top of the sack like it was the last liquid on Earth!

Moving lower, Robin started to polish those churning orbs until theyshone. Even after sheinhaledall the semen that soaked the sack, she continued to juggle those corpulent cum containers with her tongue, letting them slide over her face and drape over her ears. Once they were coated in her spit rather than Gabrielle's own essence, the goth bimbo lifted slightly until her face was nuzzled into the futa's coarse pubes. She pressed her cheek into the side of Gabby's cock and inhaled deeply, before starting work on the top of her shaft.

Acting on instinct, Gabrielle took a palmful of Robin's hair and held her tight against her behemoth, where Robin impaled her sinuses with the futa's scent once more. Using her midnight locks to move her head, she treated the witch's face like a sponge, her mouth absorbing all the leftover cum. Gabrielle bit her bottom lip as she felt Robin's tongue trace over the ridges and dips created by the veins that stretched across her swathes of cockflesh. When she guided the witch back to her tip, her whole body tightened at the sight of Robin latching onto her leaking cum faucet.

"R-Robin," she stuttered, her eyes closing, "I th-I'm getting close again."

Eyes flaring, Robin hopped up, her tits colliding with Gabrielle's cock which splattered fresh cum onto the recently dried mounds.

"Not yet!" she practically shouted, grabbing the futa by her wrist, "Ineedthis inside of me first!"

Yanking her by the arm, Robin rushed towards her bedroom. Gabrielle didn't have any time to gather her bearings before she was spun around on her heels. Stumbling, the puddle of cum she'd been standing in helping her glide across the ground, she was barely able to keep pace with the witch without tripping. Her eyes were wide as she watched the goth bimbobarrelthrough the door, her tits squashing into it before her hand was able to grip the knob; Gabby herself had to twist at the last moment just to have her cock notslaminto the door frame. Before she was able to take in the new room she'd been dragged into, she found herself twirling and falling onto a bed, her body sinking into the dark red bedspread.

Robin's much larger form covered the futa's as she pounced on her. Nestling the futa's monolith between her cheeks, bending it across her back so that the head was almost pressed against her back of herneck, she started to make out with her lover. They moaned into each other's mouths as their tongues intertwined, Robin's pleasure-induced exhales growing even louder as Gabby's hands found the side of her tits, which sandwiched the brown-skinned girl's torso; the futa's own moans turned into a whimper as she humped into the bimbo's ass cleavage, fucking the sperm-slicked mounds. Robin pulled out of the kiss and licked her lips.

Diving forward, the goth buried her face in her partner's neck, kissing and biting the dark flesh. She left purple lipstick marks across her skin as she roamed lower, licking the top slopes of Gabrielle's breasts before taking one of her delicate nipples into her mouth. Gabby's thrusting grew more rapid as Robin ran the brown nub between her teeth, the futa's hands sinking deeper into the mass of breast meat she managed to palm. Letting go, she continued her downward descent until her body couldn't hunch anymore, Gabby's cock acting like a wall that kept her from going any further. She sat up and was met by a shot of cum into her silky hair, the blast nearly cresting the top of her head and clouding the gems in her ear.

Shakily getting to her feet, Robin held her arms out for balance as she stood above her lover. Looking down at Gabrielle's ogling visage, the porcelain-skinned witch took a minute to run her hands over her exaggerated hourglass figure, cupping her breasts and lifting them to her chin, her pierced nipples waving in front of her mouth, before letting them fall back against her stomach. Sliding her fingers down her paper-thin waist, she snagged them into the sides of her panties, which werepastedto her hips, and began to pull them down; they detached from her swollen lower lips with aschlick, clinging to the wet folds as long as they could. Her black underwear stuck to her legs, sticky with Gabby's seed, and came down at a snail's pace, leaving a slimy trail across her legs in their wake.

Kicking them off to the side, Robin dipped a finger into her dripping slit. She swirled it around like she was testing the heat of a freshly-ran bath, another wetschlickingsound accompanying her movements. Pulling it out, a silvery strand of her own feminine juices keeping the digit connected to her engorged cunt, she trailed it back up her body. Lifting it to her mouth, her plump lips sucked the clear liquid off, slurping noisily like she'd done to Gabrielle's cock only minutes before. Seemingly satisfied, she pressed her hand between her thick thighs once more.

Watching Robin taste herself was fuckinghot!

Gabrielle thought she might cum just from the sight of it, a part of her wasveryjealous she hadn't done it herself; and the witch wasn't done, either! She began to actively finger herself, jerking back and forth against her wrist. Gabby watched with great interest as she thrust her hips forward, and the futa thought she could see some sprinkles of clear fluid splatter off the top of her palm. Panting, Robin bent down, and rubbed her hand over Gabrielle'slowerhead, spilling her own lubrication over the grape-colored crown. It ran down her shaft, mixing with the cum that it seemed to be unable to completely free itself of.

Robin squatted until her pussy hovered right over the wetted tip.

"Ready baby?"

The witch hadn't taken her eyes off the cock between her legs, giving off the impression that she was speaking toitrather than the person it was attached to. She gyrated her hips, still keeping herselfjustabove Gabby's throbbing helmet. Her juices actively dripped onto the futa's dick, soaking it down to its base. Still not getting an answer, Robin grabbed the shaft under the head and held the waving pole steady as shefinallypressed her pink lips against it. But she didn't go any farther.

"Gabby?" she finally looked up, her brown orbs unfocused, "did you, like, um, want to do this?"

Gabrielle gulped.

"More thananything."

Needing no further encouragement, Robin smiled at her and plunged down. There was no warming up to it. No slow start. No easing it in and getting used to the size first. Robin was hungry - hungry for cock - and there was only one cock that could satisfy her craving. She had wanted it,neededit, since she'd first laid eyes on it, even if her old self would have never vocalized her desires out loud. Everything that led up to this point onlyenhancedher longing, from watching it get hard to having itexplodeall over her. And finally she was here, spearing herself on this godly member, and she wasn't about to waste anotherminute!

It had been worth the wait.

Robin screamed. It was not a scream ofpain- not even close! No previous lover came evencloseto making her feel this good, and she only had Gabby's cockhead inside of her! A mist of her own nectar sprayed from around her distended cunt as soon as it was touched, and it didn't stop even as the futa's tip was completely hidden in her prison of pleasure. It stretched her inner walls and ground against her clit even from the outside, pressing into the swollen button and nearly sucking it between her lower lips. It was everything she'd hoped for and more; Robin had never felt so fulfilled - or even just thisfilled, at all.

Gabrielle was in her own heaven, that went without saying. She wasn't a virgin either, but it had been an…embarrassinglylong time since she'd last had sex, and none of her previous partners could compare to the bimbo mounting her. Her pussy was like a vice, and it felt like it was squeezing thelifefrom her cock, or at least trying to squeeze the cum from it already; but Gabby wasn't ready to reach her apex quite yet. She was prepared to hold out for as long as she could, and ride out this coupling to its fullest extent!

Pressing her fingers into her own personal pumpkins, Robin continued her descent. Panting through her first - first of many, she had no doubt - orgasm, she let that be her only moment of pause before fucking herself further onto the monster invading her body. Her legs wobbled as she lowered herself, her feet shaking against Gabby's thighs. Squealing as the first inches of Gabrielle's shaft shifted into her, it took everything in her power not to just stop and squirm right there and ride that half a foot of cock to innumerable climaxes. She resisted, and sunk down another couple of inches.

"Oh god Gabby, you're so fucking - so fuckinghuge!" Robin moaned as she shimmied her hips, "I can't believe it's not even like, halfway in yet!"

"Y-you feel great Robin," Gabrielle stuttered back, still twisting the wine-colored sheets in her fists, "you're so tight!"

"Tight just for you baby!" the witch half-shouted as she launched into another visible orgasm. A stream of clear juices jettisoned out onto the futa's chest, dousing her breasts in a layer of sexual perspiration. Gabrielle's response was an automatic thrust, one she couldn't help but make, forcing more of her cock into the goth's gaped slit. Not expecting it, Robin came close to losing her balance, her unsteady legs giving slightly and causing her to fall without meaning to. These two actions combined speared more than athirdof Gabby's turgid member into her depths, before it was stopped by an internal barrier.

"I think you, like, hit something?" the bimbo panted, confused, after realizing what the new sensation she was feeling was.

"That happens, yeah," Gabrielle tried to explain between arduous breaths, "it's, um, your cervix."

"Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod!"

Eyes rolling into the back of her head, Robindidlose her balance. Maybe it was the fact that Gabrielle was reaching deeper than anyone before. Maybe it was the idea that her glans were kissing the entrance to her womb. Maybe it was the realization that the futa was accomplishing all of this with less thanhalfof her cock. Whatever it was, neither of them could be sure, but it sent the witch into her biggest climax yet, one that was both mindandbody numbing. She went slack anddropped.

Gabby's cock could only do so much to hold up Robin's weight, especially with all the newly extra pounds added to her chest and backside and the excessive amounts of hot liquidtorrentingdown her shaft. She fell down and forward, the gigantic goliath within herpiercingthrough her womb's entrance. Her knees hit the mattress as she descended down the futa's prodigious pole, her titanic tits covering Gabrielle's breastsandface. The sudden sinking of more of her lengthy log into the goth's depths caused her to gasp; incidentally, one of Robin's barbell-tipped nipples plunged into her mouth at the same time. Gabby's arms wrapped around her partner's waist, holding her still as she tried her damndest not to cum!

The pair lay like that for several long moments.

"Oh my god…" Robin repeated slower this time as she lifted herself with her arms, pulling her nipple from Gabrielle's suckling lips, uncasing her features from the mammary facemask they'd been hidden under. The futa chased the nipple as it was brought out of her reach, her mouth still making a sucking motion. Peering up and over the vast valley of cleavage framing her head, Gabby inhaled deeply as she looked at her lover. Two sweaty faces mirrored each other, out of breath but filled with the deepest kind of desire, a carnality unmatched.

"Gabby that was like… like sooooo amazing!"

The futa managed a tired chuckle.

"It's been great for me too, y-you feel really good."

Wishing she could kiss her lover, her new tits getting in the way of something for the first time in her life, Robin decided instead to push herself up. Elevating herself onto her knees, she sat atop Gabrielle, their crotches separated by nearly afootof unsheathed, black shaft. As she got situated, she tried to find a comfortable place to put her hands, starting at her hips. Unsatisfied with their placement, she tried moving them to her stomach, where somethingstrangewas taking place; her skull-shaped belly button piercing was pushed further out than it normally was, a tubularbulgedenting the skin of her torso. Looking down between her canyon of cleavage, Robin's astonished eyes fell on the source of this protuberance.

"Is that… is that your fuckingcock!?"

"Yeah, that," Gabrielle bit her bottom lip, "thatalsousually happens."

"God, can you like,getanymore amazing!?" Robin rubbed her hand over the cock-created distension, tracing it through her smooth skin, "you're just so, so…!"

Another orgasm racked her body, cutting off whatever the bimbo witch was about to say, her words lost to ecstasy. Hips bucking, jets of her cunt honey sputtered out randomly, shootingpastGabby's head onto the wrinkled sheets behind her, several gouts landing in the futa's hair. Her fingers pressed into the outline in her stomach, like it was a button she could press to increase her pleasure. She could feel the cock flex within her, the veins pushing against her flesh, and then an added dose of liquid warmth pumped into her insides.

Unlike before, Robin didn't allow herself to be paralyzed by this sexual rapture; instead, she used it as motivation to make her lover feel as good as she did. Still touching her midsection, she began to gyrate her body, rolling Gaby's giant between her puffy mounds. The transformed goth started to lower herself slowly, careful not to comatose herself on the ridiculous rod. When another inch slid into her, a slow but incrediblysatisfyingact, she would stop and grind on the new bit of meaty member, like she was welcoming it into its new home while simultaneously adjusting to being so God damn filled!

Gabby was still doing her best to hold on.

Everything about Robin was so erotic, and the fact that she was ridingherof all people, was just the icing on the cake. The way her magnificent tits shook and bounced with every movement, slapping around on her torso and against her arms. The way her bountiful ass touched her legs, even when she was supported nearly afootabove her body. The way her face, magically crafted to be the ultimate form of seduction, twisted with bliss - a blissshewas the cause of! While Gabrielle was busy taking in every part of Robin that she found hot, which wasallof her, she could feel her balls rumble between her thighs, the bottoms rubbing against her knees.

She watched her cock continue to dig into Robin's cunt. The voluptuous woman's beet-red mounds were practicallypushedagainst her spread thighs, seemingly spread to their limit by Gabrielle's stupendous shaft. They clung to her incredible girth like a pair of too-tight pants, and it felt like they were massaging her granite-hard column, constantly twitching around it. Gabby's cock began to visibly throb with more regularity the more of it was hidden in Robin's depths, the streams of pearly seed frothing around the place their sexes met leaving no guesses as towhyit was flexing the way it was. Her precum mixed with the goth magic-user's own clear secretions, and they ran down her shaft before pooling around her curly pubic hair.

Robin was quickly reaching the limit of how much of Gabby's beast she could take. It wasn't that she didn't think she could take it all - something she would absolutely do if she could - it was the fact that her recently-enlarged body was stopping her from reaching its base. Her pillowy thighs had started to press into the futa's and they were only so pliable. Her giant, pants-ruining ass was likewise starting to make contact with Gabrielle's voluminous seed-brewers, and while the thought of forcing the cum out of them using just her behind turned her on even more, she didn't want to risk accidentally hurting her new partner. She settled for taking all but the last few inches which was still enough to make her feel more stuffed than a Thanksgiving turkey!

The entire time she descended down her lover's cock, she continued to rub her stomach like an expecting mother. She followed the path of Gabby's ginormous glans as it snaked its way through her womb, stretching and molding it into the shape of her member; Robin swore she could feel herotherorgans shift and make room for this immense invader. Her fingers tapped against the tip for as long as they could before the were blocked by something - the same something that hindered her view of the erotic sight. It was, of course, her massive mammaries that obstructed her line of sight, Gabrielle's cock firmly lodging itself between them frominsideher body.

"You're so deep inside of me baby!" Robin cried out, finally coming to a halt on Gabrielle's thick spear, "can you feel it?"

Gabby leaned forward on her elbows.

"Y-yeah. It feels like, like your breasts are squeezing me!"

"Mmmm that's right Gabby," Robin pressed her arms together, squashing her head-dwarfing bosom together, "we'll have to like, do that for real one day..."

The bimbo lifted her hands to her hair.

"...but now I'm gonna fuckin' ride you!"

Before Gabrielle could prepare herself, Robin rose up using her knees andslammedback down. She still didn't take the whole thing, her legs bounding against Gabby's, but she swore she could feel another inch added inside of her, even if she couldn't see it. Gritting her teeth, her hands pushing at her cum-streaked hair, she repeated this act, trying to gain as much leverage as she could each time she elevated herself. The futa's body shook under the assault of the much larger woman's body, her hips bouncing against the mattress and fucking up into the witch's gaped hole.

Slowly picking up a rhythm, Robin picked up speed as she repeated this up-and-down motion. With nothing to restrain them, her tits bounced against her chin, which was thrown back in an attempt to maintain her consciousness as the dark-skinned futa's pole of pleasure rocketed in and out of her cunt. The arteries and bulging cum vein that laced the obsidian rod constantly scraped against her inner walls, stimulating all the right buttons, including ones she didn't even know shehad. Her riding grew so intense that even Gabrielle's tremendous testicles started to recoil from the impact, flying up andspankingthe underside of her massive ass.

Gabrielle was doing everything in power not to grab Robin's waist, force her down, and cum in her right there! Still holding herself up, she watched as the witch rode her for everything she was worth. The futa didn't know where to look, Robin's entire body non-stop shaking like Jello; even the jiggle in her thighs from beating against her own smaller pair was enticing to the overstimulated futanari. Every time her balls beat against her lover's ass, it felt like she would orgasm right there, but still she persisted. She persisted even as Robin launched into yetanotherclimax.

Her super-soaker of a cunt squirted Gabby in the face for several seconds before the oversexed witch fell forward, the rest of her stream splattering against their crotches. Zapped of her leg strength, she landed over Gabrielle's body, managing to catch herself, her hands denting the sheets around the futa's head. Without missing a beat, Robin pressed her lips into her smaller partners, her tits flattening between their torsos. Gabby's own arms wrapped around the long-haired goths back and held her tight as they made out.

Even if she couldn't exactly mount her amazingly-endowed partner the way she wanted to, Robin still wasn't down and out for the count. Sloppily making out with Gabby, drool running down their chins, she began to twerk her hips, jerking them back and forth as she flexed her cunt muscles. Ass clapping like the thunder that still rang in the night sky, she did everything in her weakening power to trigger the barista's eventual explosion. She snaked her tongue into Gabrielle's throat, rubbed her chest back and forth across the futa's torso, the sides of her magnificent mammaries spilling over onto her ribcage, and wiggled her waist like she was having a seizure.

It felt like the entirety of Robin's figure was hugging her cock. Her tits sandwiched the top inches of her fleshy staff, squeezing it almost as much as her pussy was. The constant flow of the witch's juices provided a constant warmth that spread over her lower half. Even the touch of her cum factories against her prodigious posterior felt amazing! Gabby could feel Robin's stomach start to press into her own, no doubt from the growing pool of precum she was releasing inside of her. Her cock was onfire, almost painfully hard from the magically-gifted woman's ministrations!

She couldn't take it anymore.

A growl rang out from deep within her. Gabby wasn't sure where it came from, having never been the aggressive type, but it came out all the same. Tightening her hold on Robin's body, her arms like a vice, she held her completely still. Robin pulled back from the kiss, a strand of spit connecting their mouths, and gave her lover a questioning look. Gabrielle didn't respond, her eyes burning with passion; it was almost like she was looking straight through the witch, not even seeing her confused expression. She exhaled loudly, lifted her knees, and pressed her ass down into the mattress.

For a split-second, Robin realized what was coming - but she was a split-second too late. The cock within her was pulled out several inches as the pair lay together in silence, only theschlorpingsound of Gabrielle removing some of her cock filing their ears. Then, itbarreledback into her. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of her, and the alabaster-skinned goth fell forward, her head buried in the futa's splayed curly locks. That one thrust was harder, more intense, than any fucking she'd ever been on the end of before, and the futa was just getting started.

That first piston was like she was testing the waters, like Gabrielle was seeing exactly how it would feel to fuck the bimbo herself, and the first test was all she needed. Without pause she thrust again. And again. Andagain. She didn't bother waiting to build up speed, instead choosing to fuck into Robin with haste. Her hips went from stationary to a blur in less time than it took to rip another orgasm from Robin, and they just got faster from there. The previously soundless room was once again infused with the banging of a pair of crotches, the rest of Gabby's cockfinallypenetrating the witch's cock holster.

Gabrielle couldn't be sure if she was even reallyconsciousof her actions. It was almost like she was in a dream, looking down at herself, fueled completely by her want - no herneedto cum. She could hear the louds moans and babblings of Robin against her face, incoherent curses and half-hearted pleas of 'wait' and 'hold on'; but these fell on deaf ears. They were accompanied by the constantsplashingof the witch's leaking cunt pouring her own nectar between their bodies, betraying what she was really feeling. It didn't matter because there wasnothingstopping the futa from getting her orgasm. Nothing!

Her corpulent globes rumbled and gurgled with increasing intensity as they beat against Robin's ass. The futa was banging her harder than a screen door in a storm, and they were just as loud. The witch's pitch had risen to a scream, her squirting non-stop, each climax bleeding into each other, the beginning and ends of each unrecognizable. For a brief moment, a part of Gabrielle wondered if her host's transformation had made her more sensitive as well, but the thought was quickly lost by her almostanimalisticpursuit of her own pleasure. Every muscle in her body strained as she fucked the witch tobothof their limits.

Limitless in her energy, Gabrielle pounded away. Over and over again her hips flew skyward,bashedinto Robin's own wider pair, before thudding back into the mattress. Her cock rampaged through the witch's guts, the shapely silhouette clear against her skin. Gabby's frenzy fucking grew more and more wild, her tempo turning erratic; if she was in possession of a much,muchsmaller cock, it would have no doubt slipped out by now. But her behemoth stayed implanted, reverberating like a drill as the first shot ofactualcum began the arduous trek up its length.

There were no thoughts, just pleasure. This statement rang true for both participants of this turned-beastial coupling, but was acertaintyfor Robin. The building could have been collapsing around them - fuck, it felt like itwasfrom how hard she was being rattled by the futa's pounding - and she wouldn't have noticed. Her head bounced limply against Gabrielle's, their cheeks sliding together as her nose was stuffed in the college-student's sweet smelling curls. Orgasm after orgasm shot from her brain to her cunt, so much that it felt like she waspissingherself from her constant squirting. Her clitoris was actuallysorefrom rubbing against Gabby's vibrating cock so much!

It was here.

There was no warning, no sign, no herald of it's arrival - at least not to the two out-of-their-mind lovers. There was only a scalding hot blast of cum that flooded the witch's womb. It seemed to hit the pair so suddenly that Gabby was still thrusting into the witch as hard as she could when it rocketed from her tip, not even stopping to hilt herself as deep as she could; Robin, for her part, was still a disoriented gibbering mess, but even her gasp of realization as the thick liquid filled her was delayed by several seconds. It was only after the first torrent subsided that they reacted appropriately.

"Robin I-" Gabrielle exclaimed too-late, once again holding the witch still as she bottomed out inside of her, "fuck!"

The witch had no response, the feeling of being completely and utterlypackedwith virile futa seed completely shutting down her brain. Cum continued to rush into her, inflating her womb to unprecedented levels. Her head lifted off its hair-created nest as her body endured adifferentkind of growth from the mystically generated version from earlier. Her stomach ballooned from all the sperm shot inside of her, raising her body towards the ceiling; the added weight caused Gabby to groan, her cock flexing at the sensation and renewing its viscous onslaught.

Both host and guest lost themselves in this liquid-incited pleasure. The feeling of having her woman filled to the brim only caused Robin's relentless orgasms to increase in intensity, her cunt a proverbialwaterfallof her own girl cum. The sheets around them were darkened and soaked by their combined juices, Gabby's own ejaculate spraying from the witch's taut lips and coating their bodies and the bed. Still, she didn't pull out, too enamored by the feeling of the added sensation of her own cum swirling around her cock and the already absurd stranglehold the blessed-woman's insides had on her shaft.

It wasn't even of her own conscious action, but Robin suddenly felt herself sit up, propelled by her growing stomach and her body's instinctive desire for comfortability. She wobbled as she sat upright, her head held up by her own pushed-up chest; her womb had bloated with so much of the futa's progeny that itshovedher already unnaturally-firm tits towards her chin, which now acted as a cushion for her tongue-lolled, eyes-rolled, deeply-reddened visage. Drool leaked from her open mouth and fell in strings against the top of her pierced-pillows.

Eventually managing to wrench her eyes open, Gabrielle watched her lover's nonstop expansion. The once-prominent profile of her pole was nearly invisible, only the tip of her crown poking out of the top of her stomach, tenting the skin between Robin's gigantic breasts. The rest of the goth's torso loomed towards her, casting a shadow over her face and covering herownstomach. The stressed flesh was turning pink from the pressure and Robin's belly button jewelry looked like it was ready topopout of its piercing; if anyone saw her in her current state, they would assume she was overdue with triplets!

This orgasm, the biggest she'd ever had in her life,includingthe one from earlier, started to come to an end. The throbs that shook her girthy extremity slowed, and the cannonballs between her thighs calmed down, no longer filling the room with their loud churning. She fell flat on her back, the events of the night catching up to her and taking their toll on her being; Gabby didn't even have the strength to try and help Robin off of her cock and make sure she was ok - not, as it quickly became apparent, that she would have to.

At the same time, Robin's own figure gave out, and she fell sideways off of Gabrielle's cock. It was a slow descent towards the bed, the enormous spire within her keeping somewhat-stuck even as it began to soften. Her freshly added, sloshing weight won out, however, and she hit the bed with a mutedthud.She landed at an awkward angle, her head nearly hanging off the side of the bed, her feet resting against Gabby's; her stomach touched the side of Gabby's arm, her metal-decorated nipples poking her shoulder.

Robin's one free arm cradled her engorged midsection, sinking into it as cum spilled from her previously-tight hole. The sticky expulsion covered everything in its path, dyeing the sheets and splashing over the pairs' legs. She moaned as somehow eventhisstimulated her cunt, the hot seed battering her clit as it sprayed from between her legs. It kept coming and coming, her womb slowly deflating as gallons of virile sludge exited her body; the witch wasn't even reallytryingto empty herself, the unplugging of Gabby's cock doing most of the work. It felt unending, and it didn't stop even after it began to slop off the end of the bed and pile onto the floor.

Christ, it felt like there wasgallonsof the stuff being ejected from her pussy!

This was the first thought Robin had as she finally came to, the synapses in her brains firing once again for somethingotherthan dealing with her constant orgasms. She looked down and moaned at the sight of her stomach, still visible over her tits despite the fact that she'd been vacating her depths for over a minute! Her belly looked like she was in her third trimester, the growing hill of cum between her and Gabrielle crested their legs, and it wasstillleaking onto the carpet! Another moan escaped her lips as she pushed her arm harder into her stomach, trying to drive out as much of the off-white slime as she could.

After some time, she sat up of her own volition. Her stomach was still larger than when the night had started, but it haddefinitelybecome more manageable, reduced to looking like she'd simply eaten a large meal. Looking around, she gazed at Gabrielle's slumbering serpent, which hung limply between her legs, cradled between her shrinking cum containers. It was almost unrecognizable amidst all the cum that layered her legs, but the outline of it was clear - there really was no hiding that monster! Her vision drifted upward, a weak smile touching her lips as she took in the futa's blissful expression, her smile wide and her eyes half-lidded in satisfaction. Robin could feel a heat swell in her chest.

Gabrielle really was beautiful.

Leaning forward in an attempt to cuddle with her lover, Robin slipped, the ocean of cum swamping the bed destroying any friction her skin might have had with the sheets. Her head landed against Gabby's sperm-glazed stomach, her face pointed towards the futa's groin. A hand immediately came down and stroked her hair, letting her know this was a perfectly fine place for her to lay. Robin closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek against Gabrielle's slippery skin, content with her position. There were definitely worse places to be!

Gabby broke the silence first.

"Uh Robin," she breathed heavily, "I should have warned you. It just, you just felt so amazing! I couldn't stop myself and I lost control and I swear that's never happened before and I'm so-"

"Baby it's okay," the bimbo cut off the futa from finishing her unneeded apology, "it was like, suuuper amazing for me too!"

"That's good."

She sounded relieved.

"I, uh, I had areallygood time tonight. Thank you."

"You don't have to, like, thank me sweetie!" the witch giggled, wiggling against her lover, "the whole night was only possible because of you!Ishould be thankingyou!"

The pair both chuckled.

"I'm glad you think so Robin," the futa blushed and turned her head as if to hide it, not that she would have been able to see it anyway, "I'm um… yeah."

"You're soooo cute," Robin craned her neck back to look at Gabby, "do you like, uh, wanna get coffee or something tomorrow?"

Gabrielle's face lit up as she looked back at the woman she irreversibly changed.

"As long as I don't have to make it!"

They laughed together once more before a pleasing quiet overtook the room. Robin turned her head and relaxed against her new… well she wasn't quite sure what they were yet. But it didn't matter. They were here, together, both happy with how things went this stormy night. There was an excitement that neither of them openly expressed but without a doubt shared. As thoughts raced through Robin's bimbofied mind, she raised a hand and traced a finger over Gabby's midriff in front of her face.

Robin was right: thiswasa nice place to rest her head.

Chapter 2: Breast Expansion Gone Wrong... Kinda?Summary:

Robin and Gabby are dating now, and while everything is going swimmingly, Robin decides to use magic to spice up their sex life a bit - with unexpected results!

Notes:

Almost forgot to post this one! Damn, been awhile since y'all have seen this pair, hasn't it? Happy I got to write about Robin and Gabby again, as I really enjoyed writing the first chapter. As I may have said elsewhere, this sort of thing will be the "norm" for the couple - Robin using magic and it going awry. Hopefully y'all enjoy this one, and just as a note: the "light furry" tag means its very light. Like borderline not furry. More HuCow stuff. Anyway, enjoy!

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Chapter Text

"Ohmygod, Gabby, this place is so cool!"

Gabriella held the door to the cafe open for Robin, her almond-hue eyes glued to her tallergirlfriend'sbarely-concealed figure as she stepped past her. Robin strutted in with a natural, pronounced swing in her hips, her own silky-brown irises darting around in wonderment, studying her surroundings; she raised a smooth, creamy hand up to her face and brushed a strand of dyed-violet hair behind her ear, having recently recolored the lock that was once a gentle blue. Letting the door shut itself, Gabby stepped up behind Robin and placed a hand firmly on the small of her back.

The dark-skinned futanari ignored the obvious looks that she and her partner received as she guided Robin over to a table next to a large, street-facing window; she'd picked a trendy cafe in the heart of the city for their date, one thatwas a favorite of hers when she could actuallyaffordto patronize felt as though she should have beenaccustomedto the stares they received from men and women alike while in public together, but that unfortunately hadn't been the case. Her and Robin'd been dating for nearly a month since their first, magical meeting, and jealous glares and jaw-dropped ogling followed them wherever they went, much to Gabby's chagrin. Robin never seemed to notice them, however - or at the very least she didn't seem tocare!

She waited until Robin took her seat first before doing the same. Gabby joined the rest of the gawking onlookers as she watched her girlfriendjiggleinto the small wooden chair; due to the disproportionate voluptuousness of Robin's body – her ridiculously curvaceous figure one she'd only recently acquired – she hadn't quite adjusted to carrying around so much extraweight. To Gabby, it always looked like the raven-haired witch was moment away fromtippingoverevery time she did practically anything! Once Robin situated herself, her enormous assspillingover the sides of the seat, Gabby did the same in the chair opposite of her.

"I'm glad you like it," Gabriella finally responded, pulling at the sleeves of her red, button-up blouse, "it's one of my favorites. This is where I go when I feel like having coffee that I don't have to make!"

"Mmmm but you make super delicious coffee!" Robin complimented her with a big smile, stretching her lithe arms across the table to take her girlfriend's hands in her own, "But if you say this place is good then it like, must be really awesome!"

"It is! I always order the, uh… the…"

Gabby suddenly blushed and stumbled over her words.

"T-The… um… Robin?"

"Yes, baby? Is something wrong?"

"Y-You have a, uh, a bit of awardrobe malfunctiongoing on right now."

She motioned with her head towards Robin's chest.

"Whoops!" Robin giggled, bringing her arms back towards herself, "I swear likenothingI wear fits me anymore!"

Nodding absentmindedly, Gabby's eyes grew wide as she watched her partner fix her outfit. Whereas Gabrielle had dressed herself modestly – a pair of dark-blue jeans and her usual sneakers accompanying her top – Robin was garbed in a manner befitting a night out at a club or a cocktail party. Shoulders and arms bare, her midnight-black dress hugged her preposterous figure like a second-skin, conforming to her curves so tightly that Gabby was surprised it hadn't beenshorndown the middle purely by accident! Hidden under the table, Robin's long, smooth legs were partially-covered by lacey stockings, her delicate feet lifted by a pair of tall heels, both matching her dress in color.

What she had been referring to was a certainslippagethat had occurred around Robin's chest. Gabby crossed her legs and clenched them together, her plump lower-lip folding back into her mouth at the sight ofbothof her girlfriend's blushing-pink areola peeking out from under the hem of her dress; Robin already pushed the limits of what was appropriate for a day-time luncheon, a veritablecanyonof milky cleavage squeezed into the form-fitting clothing, the immense, rounded tops of her breasts pushed up to her neckwithoutthe aid of a bra - something Robin never wore anymore. A silver-strung pendant hung off of her slim neck, the ruby centerpiece nearly obscured between the witch's massive tits.

Purple-nailed fingers carefully tugged at the cleavage-line of the dress, Robin slowly sliding it higher and higher up her chest. Her large, pierced nipples tented the front of the garment, the slopes of her breasts wobbling wildly, audiblyslappingtogether as she adjusted herself; Gabby couldn't take her eyes off the lurid scene playing out, her tongue unconsciously rolling from her mouth and licking her lips. Once Robin had 'fixed' her little problem, she gave her bust a quickshake, making sure there wouldn't be anymore slip-ups, the simple wiggle causing Gabby's arousal to surge.

"I think I got it!" She looked to her girlfriend for approval, "Is that better?"

"Y-Yeah, it um, it looks better," Gabby gulped loudly, her eyes roaming across Robin's body to meet her eyes, "youlook great, Robin!"

"Awww thank you, sweetie! You're looking like, really fuckin' good too!"

Gabby grinned at her as she grabbed the menus in the center of the table and handed one to Robin.

"Here, take a look and tell me what you want. You order up at the counter here."

"Mmm are you gonna order for me?"

"Of course!" Gabby responded, studying her menu, "I told you, this date was my treat!"

"You know you don't have to, Gabby!" Robin looked over at her seriously, her large eyes narrowing, her overly-plump lips forming a pout, "I like, have money too! I can help pay!"

Gabrielle waved a hand dismissively.

"Nonsense, this isn't gonna drain my account or anything. Although…"

She stared at her girlfriend thoughtfully for a second.

"...whatdoyou do for a living, Robin? I realize I haven't known you for long, but I never thought to ask."

"I like, run my own business!"

"Wait really? Selling what?"

"Well, like,magicstuff of course, silly!"

Robin giggled at Gabby's astonished expression.

"Y-You justsellmagical items?" Gabby's eyes darted around to see if anyone was eavesdropping on their conversation, "Like, potions and stuff? Ones that you know…changepeople!?"

"Oh no nothing like that!" Robin put her menu down and folded her hands under chin, leaning over the table, her titssquishingacross its surface, "Nothing that would like, change people like you changedme!"

Gabby's blushed deepened, a hint of pink touching her mocha complexion.

"It's just like… mostly perfumes and stuff, ya know? One of my best-sellers is a potion you wear like a perfume that makes you just like, a teeny-tiny bit moredesirableto others. Pendants and stuff too that do stuff like that!"

"Wow, I had no idea you could sell stuff like that! That's amazing, Robin!" Gabrielle seemed genuinely impressed, her auburn-brown curls bouncing against her shoulders as she shook her head, "And you… you still do that? I mean after everything that happened…"

"Like, what do you mean?"

Gabby looked away from her.

"You know, after the uh, 'beautification' potion or whatever. I wasn't sure if you could still do magic after that."

"Oh! Baby, don't look sad!" Robin stretched a hand out and gave Gabby's hand a squeeze, "I like, totally still can! Nothing about my brain has changed I think - I'm just super fuckinghotnow!"

She giggled andthrusther chest out at Gabby.

"Dontcha think so, baby?"

"I-I do! I just feel bad that that whole thing didn't go exactly as you planned."

"Well yeah, it went evenbetterdidn't it!? Just look at me! And like, I gotyouout of it after all!"
Finally mustering the courage to glance back up at her girlfriend, Gabrielle managed a small smile.

"That'sverytrue! I uh, I never imagined that anything like this would happen when I knocked on your door that night."

"Me either! But it's awesome! I'm soooo happy we're dating!"

"Me too."

Dropping her menu, Gabby interlocked her fingers with Robin's and locked eyes with her. She really, trulywashappy that she had found herself a girlfriend, despite howbizarrelythe whole thing had come about. Regardless of what her altered appearance might have said about her, Robin was a good partner; she was attentive and thoughtful, helpful whenever Gabby needed something, and she'dneverbeen shy about showing affection. Gabby didn't have a lot of experience when it came to intimate relationships, but she sure as hell hoped that her and Robin lasted, because the bimbo-y witch hadspoiledher for anyone else - and not just because of her personality either!

It was impossible to overstate just how gorgeous and incrediblysexyRobin was post-transformation - and Gabby had thought she was already attractive in the brief time she'd known her beforehand. Her face was beautiful, as obscene as it was, everything from her big eyes to her inflated-looking lips – and every converselydelicatepart of her countenance that lay between them aswell– made Gabby's heart flutter. Robin was so stylish too! Even with her overproportioned figure to deal with she managed to maintain her goth-aesthetic, all of her clothing carefully selected to make her look asdesirableas possible.

And her body? OhLordher body! There was nothing and noonethat Gabby could properly compare Robin's figure to - she was withoutequal! Titsmanytimes bigger than her own head and a shorts-eating ass to match made up thebulkof the rest of Robin's form and weight, both pair of attributes jutting over afootfrom both her front and back when properly supported; this was made to appear all the more obscene by howthinher limbs and torso were. Lithe arms – one tattooedwith a blood-dripping dagger – thighs that were thick but not thickenoughto match the heft of her immense cheeks, and an incredibly flat belly further complimented her ludicrous curvature, further giving her bust and rear a defined prominence on her person.

Gabby had grownintimatelyfamiliar with her girlfriend's figure over the proceeding weeks. For as much time as they spent going on dates, watching TV together, and just hanging out, they entertained themselves in the bedroom just as much - and their debauchery never stayed just in the bedroom, either! She'd had learned that whenever Robin was horny – which wasveryoften – she wanted to have sex, regardless of where they were or what they were doing; Gabby had to make a rule in the firstweekof dating that they couldn't give into their sex-drives in public after the pair nearly got caught in a restaurant bathroom together! But that didn't stop them from christening every surface in their respective apartments with their arousal, something Gabby didn't mind in the slightest.

This brief moment of reminiscence had begun to flip the switch on Gabrielle's sex drive. Clamping her thighs together to cut off any flow of blood to the mass of meat stuffed into her jeans, she stared longingly at Robin, wishing that they werealoneinstead of the date; almost like she could sense her girlfriend's desires, Robin formed her puffy, purple-painted lips into a lurid 'O' and blew a kiss at her. Shit. Libido getting to her, Gabby decided it'd be better to get this date on the road before she lost control!

They needed to order, and order fast!

"So uh, Robin, do you know what you want?"

"I think so! But like,ugh, it's so hard to choose! Everything looks so yummy! I was thinking that maybe I'd have the croissant with…"

Gabby stared longingly at her partner as she rambled on...

…

"Oh fuck, Robin, don't stop!"

Gabrielle braced herself against one of the shower walls with one hand, her chin pressed into her chest above her moderate bust, her tongue lolling out of her mouth with every laborious breath she panted through. Her other hand held her rock-hard cock, her fingers failing to meet around its fatter-than-a-soda-can girth, stroking it rapidly; her arm had to extend nearly asfaras it was able to just to cover the numerous inches of length that jutted from her groin. With every jerk of her massive member, strings and grape-sized droplets of off-white precum spilled from her royally-hued glans, the crown of her futahood larger than a baseball.

Her body shook back and forth, her hips thrusting tohumpinto her not-fully-formed fist. Scalding hot water from the showerhead above her rained down on her naked form, soaking her smooth brown complexion, her body sheening with it and a growing layer of sweat. Testicles even rounder andhugerthan her cockhead whipped in a pendulous motion between her outstretched legs, bloating slowly as they filled with a load that she could feel coming - and comingfast! It wouldn't be long now before she reached her climax.

Lifting up her enormous organ she slapped it against her torso, its giant crown nearly reaching the futa's ownchin. Rubbing it against herself, she frotted her thick length against her skin, giving herself a partial tit-fuck in the process; truthfully, Gabby could never hope to wrap her average-sized breasts around her pulasting pole, leavingthatfor her better-half. Still, it turned her on all the more to feel her own soft mounds pressing against her cock, her tiny, almond-shaded nipples poking out around it. Raising her head, she looked over her shoulder to observe thepersonwho'd brought her to such a state.

Bobbing behind her was a mass of water-streaked, straight black locks.

DuckedunderGabby's fairly large ass was none other than Robin, who was currently eating out the futanari with a ravenous fervor. Squatting on her thick thighs, her humongous ass projecting from her backside like anightstand– which Gabrielle eyed lustfully – Robin dug into her girlfriend's folds like it was the last meal she'd ever have; this was justanotherthing that elevated Gabby's appreciation of the curvaceous witch, all of her other partners having alwaysignoredher feminine sex. But Robinneverforgot about her lover's pussy, not since their very first night together!

Her long tongue slithered through Gabrielle's inner-passage like a snake burrowing into the Earth. Now withweeksof experience under her belt, Robin knew the precise spots to direct her ministrations, hitting each of them in rapid succession. She had one hand placed on the back of one of Gabby's thighs while she used the other to toy with the futa's clit, sliding her fingers over the small nub carefully so she didn'tscratchit with one of her long nails. This dual-stimulation made Gabby's pussyoverflowwith her juices, Robin occasionally swallowing the creamy concoction pouring into her mouth.

Though Gabby couldn'tseemuch of what her girlfriend was doing, she could sure as hell feel it! Every wiggle of Robin's tongue in her folds, every caress of her skinny fingers on her clit, every singletouchmade the flames of passion burn brighter within her, and Gabby only wished in that moment that they were in a position that would allow her to do the same for her partner; on top of the aforementioned sensations sending ecstasyzappingthrough the futa's body, she could also feel Robin's ridiculoustitspancake into the back of her legs, the witch's huge barbell-studded nipples grinding into her calves.

Stroking herself evenfaster, Gabby's pants raised in volume from pleasure. Robin rocked her veryworld, and every skillful pussy-lick and clit-rub brought the curly-haired futa closer to the edge. Taking her hand off of the wall, she tweaked one of her tiny nipples with it, adding to the euphoria coursing through her; the quantity of she-pre dribbling from her tip increased with her arousal, puddling at her feet before being washed away by the liquid warmth of the shower a moment later. If Robin kept this up, she'd cum in no time!

"Y-Yes Robin! Just like that. You're so, so fuckinggoodat this!"

Her compliments only spurred thewitch into further action, Robin ramping up her ravishing to a rapid rate. She whipped her tongue in circles through Gabby's passage, swirling it around like she was cleaning out a Jello-shot. She gave the lightest, most gentle ofpinchesto the futa's clit, sliding it between her fingers like she was trying to stroke a tiny cock to life. She pushed her glossy lips into Gabrielle's curly-haired labia, planting half kisses along her swollen lips around her own tongue. Robin did anything andeverythingshe could to coax as much pleasure as possible from her partner.

Both Gabby's cockandcunt responded happily. The strands of precum that'd been drizzling from her enormous crown beganspritzingacross the shower, shooting against the wall across from her and the white curtain at her side; her pussy gushed out with further juices of its own, Robin's face as drenched with the hot fluids as much as it was the water from the showerhead, much of it dripping down her chin and pooling in her milky cleavage. Had Robin not removed her makeup beforehand it would have smeared and ran from the volume of liquid splashing across her visage!

Robin could feel her girlfriend's inner-walls clamp down tighter around her tongue, indicating that she was reaching her finale sooner than later; a deeppurremanated from Robin's throat, one that indicated herownmirth from being able to bring Gabby to climax. Gabby continued to watch her through the steam surrounding them, her eyes heavily-lidded, her body rhythmically rocking against the witch's skull. Once her orgasm became an inevitabilityshe felt the need to warn her girlfriend of its arrival for one reason in particular.

She would want to be front andcenterfor her orgasm!

"R-Robin, baby, I'm gonna cum!" She rasped, trying to speak loud enough for her words to be audible over the roar of the shower, "I-I-I–"

"Mmmm turn around for me!" Robin cooed, wrenching her head away from Gabby's folds and putting her hands on the futanari's wide hips, "Let me finish you off, baby!"

Gabby did just that, twirling around with such urgency she nearly lost her balance; unable to control her momentum, her cock gave Robin's cheek a meatythwackthat only made the bustywomanmoan loudly. Though it was in her nature to apologize, Gabby wasn't given a chance to, her breath catching in her throat, Robin immediatelyinhalingher throbbing, leaking cockhead and adding her hands to her girlfriend's shaft. Now it wasGabby'sturn to moan, her head falling backwards, cushioned by her red-and-brown bunches, her eyes rolling back into their sockets.

A sloppychokingsound echoed through the bathroom. Robin, in her unrestraineddesire, forced her head down on as many inches of Gabrielle's fat, veiny cock as possible, consuming nearly half of it with the first shove of her face. Her neckbulgedand her lips gaped sowide they began to fold over her pointed chin and studded nose simultaneously, her featuresdistortingaround the mass of meat; Robin's tongue slapped across the underside of Gabby's member, her mouth forming a tightsealaround it, the witch sucking it with all her might. Gabby made a shallow thrust into Robin's maw, trying to wrench every last bit of pleasure she could from the wet warmth encompassing her giant pole.

Fucking her face up and down Gabby's incredible length, Robin throated more and more of her trouser-snake, determined to swallow as much of the couplerulersor so worth of inches as she could. Sloppy, glottal noises filled the bathroom, spittle mixed with sperm spilling from Robin's mouth, the lurid concoction streaking the futa's dark member; the large tubular veins webbing Gabby's shaft snagged and pulled at Robin's lips, grinding against the inside of her cheeks, forcing evenmoredrool from her orifice.

Looking up to make eye-contact with her girlfriend, Robin locked visions with Gabby as she stroked and blew her amazing appendage. Taking one of her hands off of Gabby's shaft, she snaked it down her huge urethra, following the cum-tunnel down to the futa's swinging, hairy sack; upon reaching it, she cradled justoneof the fat orbs in her palm – holding both of them at once nearlyimpossible– rolling it around in her fingers and giving the stupendous spheroid a firmsqueeze. Gabby moaned and put a hand of her own on the top of Robin's head, her other viciously jerking her gigantic organ.

They could both feel the changes Gabrielle's cock went through that signaled her orgasm. The persistent throbbing that vibrated her extra extremity turnedviolent, her member's bucking threatening Robin's oral-hold on it. Further ballooning of her girth made the witch's jawcreak, and the excess length it gained drew a horridwretchfrom her strained throat. Gabby's titanic testicles bloated to such an extreme that her scrotum becametaut, a pronouncedgurglingreverberating from their churning depths.

Though it was mostly unneeded, Gabby warned her partner again.

"C-Cumming! Robin! Take it a-all!"

Robin let out an excited, muffled moan in response.

One final thrust into her girlfriend's gullet later and Gabby hit her climax. She gripped Robin's head tightly, not to force her down her many,manyinches any further, but to hold her still, knowing it was what theybothdesired. Robin stopped where she was, the futa's behemoth of an endowment poking right at the entrance to her throat - but what shedidn'tstop doing was her sucking. If anything Robin only worked her mouth and handsfaster, her body shaking in anticipation, wanting every singledropof Gabrielle's creamy, voluminous loadinsideof her.

The initial stream of semen that billowed from Gabby's glans gushed straight into Robin's neck; her body froze up as she did her damndestnotto choke, her eyes closing in order to better concentrate on drinkingeverythingthe futa had to offer. Which was a fuckinglot! Like her cock, Gabby's orgasms were just as grandiose, and her first flurry of fuck fluid flew from her tip for quite a few seconds without pause. Dense, pearly paste immediately coated Robin's slim throat and cascaded directly into her stomach, giving her an evenbiggermeal than the one she'd eaten on their date less than an hour before.

Chugging Gabby's cream as swiftly as possible, her mouth and throat slowly overfilling, unable to keep up with the explosion of seed, Robin did the one other thing she felt shehadto do in that moment. Removing her hand from the futanari's tremendous, trembling testicles, she blindly snaked it between Gabby's thighs until she found her pussy; Robin pushed two fingers into her girlfriend's dripping sex and curled them towards herself until the tips of her digits touched Gabrielle's G-spot. She pressed hard into it, rubbing it in a circle like she was giving her a mini-massage.

Already standing atop the verypeakof euphoria, Gabrielle was tipped overanotheredge from her partner's pussy-stimulation. Her legs clamped down around Robin's wrist and her hips swiveled against it, grinding her clit on the witch's smooth skin; and, just like that, Gabby experienced asecondorgasm during the middle of her first. An instantaneousgushof girl cream sprayed from her lower-lips, drowning Robin's hands in her feminine fluids, a series ofsplattersannouncing her climax once her juices splashed onto the floor below her.

Only Robin wasn't cumming in that moment, and that wouldn't be the case for long!

Slipping her hand from Gabby's pulsating shaft, Robin flung it towards her own groin, her fingers needily burying themselves in her engorged, huge cunt. Fingering herself rapidly, the witch's next moan came out as agurgleas her ability to drink down Gabby's load failed her; during the process of bringingherselfto an orgasm, cum backed-up in her mouth and throat andspritzedfrom the corners of her gaped lips. This onlyelevatedRobin's pleasure, the feeling of her girlfriend's molten-hot, thick seed piling across her absurd figure adding to the lurid experience.

All of this brought Robin to her ecstatic apex onlysecondsafter beginning her shameless masturbation. The fluids that flowed from her sex made Gabby's cunt-climaxpalein comparison, a torrentialfloodof feminine arousal spraying from her pussy – the amount was nearly equal in quantity and intensity of liquid gushing from the futa'scock! Robin's eyes rolled back into her skull like Gabby's had, and her figure writhed uncontrollably against her own fingers, the massive mast plugging her lips, and thetorrentof baby batter spilling across her body.

The pair proceeded in this manner for the foreseeable future, Gabby doing nothingexceptriding out her dual-orgasms, once more holding herself up with the wall next to her, her legs wobbling, weakened. Robin was much moreactivein the trio of climaxes occurring, both of her hands working on both her own and her girlfriend's cunt, her mouth and throat still working in tandem toswallow as much semen they could manage; she'd gobbled up so much of the futa's ball brew that her normally flat midsection wasroundingout, her stomach utterlystuffedwith steaming, sticky sperm.

At the same time, Robin's figure was steadily growing more and moredrenchedby the dripping dick dregs. Thoughmostof Gabby's load was settling in her bowels, anenormousvolume of the pearlescent syrup coated her alabaster-complexion. Titsplasteredby potency, features masked in the virile mud, her paunched-stomach and the top of her thighs engulfed in dense piles of progeny - she would needanothershower after Gabby was finished with her! The tattoo of a blood-red rose on her thigh was repainted white, and the piercings on Robin's belly button, nipples, noseandher ears dripped with the saturated seed.

Gabby's moans persisted even after her cunt-coaxed climax came to its end, her dick's eruption of her arousal continuing, but slowing. The extensive streamers of semenbarrelingthrough Robin's gullet and into her stomach decreased in intensity and strength, transforming into consecutive ropes and strands that glued themselves to the bimbo-witch's depths. Lifting her head from her curl-cushioned shoulders, Gabrielle peered down at Robin, a goofy, weary grin contorting her lips, watching her girlfriendhappilysuck down the rest of her load. She rubbed the side of Robin's cum-smeared face affectionately.

"God, you're amazing, Robin," she panted, waiting for Robin to glance back up at her, smiling when they locked eyes, "that was incredible - it'salwaysincredible when I'm with you. Are you doing okay?"

Robin replied with something that Gabby couldn't understand, but the half-nod she accompanied her gurgled-words let the futa know the feeling was reciprocated. She didn't release the futa's cock right away, and even returned her hands to it, coaxing out any remaining seed stirring in Gabby's urethra; a steadyriverof cum poured across Robin's tongue during this combined sucking-and-stroking, the buxom woman prepared to drain her girlfriend's balls until they were empty. Gabby let out a small squeal as Robin pleasured her beyond the finale of her climax.

When there was no cum left in Gabby's cock and Robin had thoroughly cleaned her cheeks and teeth of any leftover pockets of sperm, she finally slid her head back, the flared glans splitting her lipspoppinginto the steamy air. Robin took a deep breath, filling her lungs with all the oxygen she'd denied herself in her quest for semen, her massive tits jiggling andsquelchingtogether on her heaving chest, strands of sperm bridging across her cleavage; her hands casually roamed across her figure as she gulped down air, collecting strings and piles of Gabby's orgasm in her hands.

Stuffing her fingers into her mouth like she had her cunt only moments before, Robinslurpedher lover's essence off of them with a series of gluttonous moans; Gabby watched in awe, Robin's performance sending her libido surging right after it had calmed, her cock giving a twitch that sent itslappingdown onto the slopes of the witch's unnaturally firm breasts. Robin cooed at the feeling of beingbeatenby the fleshy bludgeon, and began to rise up on her feet, her entire figurewobblinglike the raven-haired woman had been crafted from rubber.

"Andyoualways taste so fuckin' delicious, baby," Robin vocally replied, taking a step forward so that her colossal cock-cushions made Gabby's chest disappear from sight, her eyes looking over the futa's head, "I can never getenoughof your cum. It just like, tastes so fuckin'good!"

It took several seconds for Gabrielle to respond, too busy ogling her girlfriend's curves to form words.

"I'm glad, R-Robin, I wouldn't want it to um, su–"

Now it wasGabby'sturn for her mouth to be occupied by a foreign invader. Fueled by her still-raging lust, Robin pulled her into a deep,sperm-touchedkiss, one of her lithe, sticky hands taking hold of the futanari's waist, her other resting against Gabby's mocha-red curls;meltinginto her girlfriend's mouth and body, Gabby returned the gesture, and ran her own fingers across Robin's figure. One hand shotstraightto her tits, cupping each of the torso-wide mounds in turn, her other mitt palming the incrediblyfatass cheek in its reach. They moaned together into each other's lips, stumbling backwards until they were both under the hot embrace of the shower.

Making out like they'd just been reunited afteryearsapart, the pair crushed their lips together passionately. Robin's long tongue snaked into Gabby's mouth, and Gabby's more average-sized mouth-muscle snaked across it in return, saliva dripping from both of their chins this time around; eyes clenched shut, they twisted their faces together, the witch's pierced nostril rubbing against the futa's wider-set nose. The water cascading down their intertwined forms made the embrace that much more erotic, the silhouette of their bodies through the shower curtain like a teaser for the hottest porno ever made.

The stance that Robin had taken uponpouncingon Gabby meant that the latter's cock was currently sandwiched between her thighs and grinding right against her pulsatingcunt. As the cum that had coated the witch's figure and had then been smeared onto Gabby's was washed from their sodden skin, the pair of deeply aroused lovershumpedagainst one another, acting like they were actually fucking; Robin's sex-drive heated up like the liquid pouring down on her as she basked in the feeling of herstudof a girlfriend's hands mauling her tits and ass. She pushed herself backwards and forwards in an attempt to give Gabby even better access to her magically-enhanced qualities.

Separating from the kiss, Gabby began to kiss her way down Robin's neck, pulling her in closer to herself by the heft of one of her pliable mounds; she had one goal in mind as she traveled across her girlfriend's throat and shoulders, guided by her plump lips. She wasted no time in reaching them, her knees bending as shesankher head into the center of one of Robin's breasts that eclipsed her skull in size several times over, softly biting down onto the black-metal, barbell-studded, thumb-comparable nipple that had slipped between her teeth. Nursing on it, she tasted her load on its pink complexion like she had on Robin's tongue.

Gasping, Robin massaged her fingers into the top of Gabby's scalp, watching her nibble and suck on her huge nipple. She felt her cunt drip like a faucet that hadn't been turned off to completion, her large clit and fat, swollen pussy lips gyrating against the futa's still-erect shaft; she moaned again and again at Gabby's skillful manipulation of her nubs, her lover touching her injustthe right way. Fuck she was so good at that! Robin didn't want her to stop – except of course, if stopping meant that she'd be gettingfucked– but she also didn't complain when Gabby finally detached herself from her gigantic tits.

Gabby gave her another impassioned, tongue-led kiss.

"Mmm, you like, really like my titties, don't you Gabby?" Robin giggled, her girlfriend still fondling her absurd bust and tweaking her nipples, "You just can't get enough of 'em, can you?"

"T-They're amazing, babe. I still can't believe that I–weum, made them like this. I've never seen anything like them. Like you! They're…you'reso fucking sexy, Robin."

"Mmmm glad you think so, because I think you're really fuckin' sexy too! And my fat fuckin' titties are all for you, baby."

Robin briefly took them out of Gabby's hands to raise them into the air andsmackher in the chin with them, a loud pair ofslapsfilling the bathroom when she dropped them back onto her ribcage.

"Now, baby, you got another load for me in that huge monster cock of yours?" Robin asked rhetorically, her hands stroking the base of Gabby's shaft, "'Cause I want you to shove it into my little pussy! Like, I want you to bend me over and fuck me as hard as you can and fill my womb up with your cum, is that okay?"

Gabby shuddered and her cock gave a pronouncedthrobat the witch's words.

"Yes! I mean, uh," Gabrielle's face scrunched up like she was in pain, her head giving the slightest of shakes, "I… Ireallywant to fuck you right now Robin, but we can't. I have to work soon and it's gonna take enough time just to get clean again and for my dick to go down. I'm sorry, baby."

Robin pouted back at her.

"Are you suuuure!? We can like, just have a quickie! Just a real quick fuck won't hurt!"

Though she rolled her eyes, Gabby smiled nonetheless.

"It'sneverquick with you, Robin. You're gonna want to ride me until you can't move!"

The sight of her girlfriend biting her lip was all Gabby needed to see to know she was right.

"I promise you that after I get home from work," Gabrielle continued, stroking the side of Robin's cheek with a single finger, "we can have as much sex as you want. I don't have any homework or reading to do tonight. I'll be yours for the whole night!"

"Iguessthat's okay!" Robin frowned and crossed her armsaboveher tits, the massive mountains sticking out too far away from her chest for her to do it properly, "Can't believe you're gonna make me wait that long! That's like,sorude Gabby!"

Gabby grinned at her.

"I know I know, I'm heartless! The worst person in the world!"

Expression softening, Robin hugged her girlfriend tightly, pushing her lips against Gabrielle's forehead.

"You're not. You're so wonderful. I'm like, super lucky to have met someone as great as you, sweetie. I'm just so horny all the time - and it's allyourfault!"

"Hey don't blame me, you asked for this!"

"Ugh, likeIwas supposed to know you'd be so sweet and hot and have a big fucking cock!? And that your cum would make me so horny and do all ofthisto me!"

"Not my fault!"

Robin glared at the response she received for a brief moment before she giggled and gave Gabby another kiss.

"Well IguessI'll survive for like, a few hours without you!"

"That's my girl!" Gabby gave Robin's ass a lightswat, pulling an appreciativesquealfrom the witch's lips, "Oh and, my apartment or yours tonight? I don't really mind either way, I don't have class 'till noon tomorrow."

If she noticed the briefglintin Robin's eyes, Gabby didn't make mention of it.

"Mmmm, like your apartment tonight. I love being over there 'cause itsmellsjust like you!"

"You're so ridiculous!"

They laughed together and continued to embrace until Gabby stepped back and reluctantly reached out for a bottle of shampoo.

"Wanna help me get clean before I go?"

…

Robin unlocked the paint-chipped door to Gabby's apartment and stepped inside.

Despite the short time they'd been dating and had actually evenknowneach other, the futa had already given her girlfriend a key to her apartment, seeing no good reason not to; Robin had never deceived her or shown any ill-intentions during their relationship, after all! Robin had even reciprocated the gift in a show of good faith - though Gabby never entered her abode alone. She'd always been the morereservedof the pair, a difference in personality that Robin had come to appreciate.

She had to shuffle through the doorway at an awkward angle, her silhouette-distorting proportions causing her to easily getstuckin the entrances to many rooms and buildings. Wearing the black dress, stockings, and heels she'd had on during their date, Robin slid between the frame chest first, her arms outstretched in front of her in order toflattenher chest to a more manageable shape; her tits were so unnaturally, ludicrouslygiganticthat the enormous globes jutted out past the side of her biceps while standing at attention. Robin just hoped the front of her dress didn't rope as she squished her breasts into a torpedo-like form!

Shimmying into the apartment, her ass – which was just as massive as her tits, but differently shaped – brushed against the sides of the door frame once her legs crossed the threshold without, thankfully, getting wedged. Standing back up straight, Robin had to take several steps backwards before closing the door behind her, lest any of her enhanced attributes get caught in its shutting. Turning around once more, Robin inspected her outfit, checking for any unseemly, accidental tears or rips in her dress, having to crane her neck around in different directions just totryto observe her entire voluptuous figure.

Satisfied, she kicked off her heels and walked over to Gabby's kitchen located right next to the front door. Lifting up a duffel bag that contained afewchanges of clothing and several other things sheneverbrought to her girlfriend's apartment until today, she set it on the tile counter; another thing Robin liked about the futa was that she was socleancompared to herself! Robin's apartment was always a mess evenpre-transformation, and that habit hadn't changed like her body and personality had.

Unzipping her bag, Robin began to remove the non-fabric items from its depths.

Smiling and humming to herself as she went to work with her little 'project' she had planned, Robin thought about Gabrielle - something sheoftendid when the futanari wasn't around. She was so happy that they were together! There was no surprise there, but that didn't stop the curvaceous witch from reflecting gleefully on their relationship whenever she had a free moment. Everything about Gabby and the past month or so that they'd been together made her heartflutter, and Robin had to stop what she was doing – a small cauldron pulled partially from her duffel bag now hanging in the air – andswoon.

Every week – no, everydaysince they'd first met – was better than the last. It was funny, Robin considered with a giggle, that they'd never even really made their relationshipofficial, the label of being a 'couple' forming naturally since Gabby had spent the night after Robin's 'beautification' potion wentright. They'd just spent more and more time together until it was weirder when theydidn'tsee each other, rather than the opposite. Though they hadn't moved in togetheryet, Robin was counting down the days until her girlfriend suggested it!

Putting a black notebook with 'Robin's Grimoire 3' scrawled on its cover, Robin went over the items she'd brought with her, as difficult as that was to do at that moment; she was toodistractedwith thinking about Gabby! As their relationship progressed, more of the curly-haired futa's wonderful personality came out, and Robin hadalreadyconsidered her a great catch before that! Even that first, fateful night, Gabby had been so sweet and caring andhot, something Robin reminded her of many times. And those qualities had only become moreapparentthe longer they'd dated!

Gabby seemed to always be thinking of her girlfriend and what made her happy. She picked thebestdates for them to go on, chose the shows and movies that entertained Robin the most, and woke up early just to present the bimbo-witch with a fresh, steaming cup of coffee the moment her eyes opened! And in the bedroom? In the bedroom Gabby could be like a totally different person in agoodway; she took charge when it was needed and let Robin be in control at other times. The super-hung futanari also apparently understoodallof the right ways to make Robin cum on her fingers, tongue, and, most importantly, hercock. Robin never went a night unsatisfied!

Justponderingher partner's sexual abilities made Robin weak in the knees and her pussy give a smallgushagainst her dress.

"Focus, girl, focus!" Robin scolded herself, slapping her cheeks, "I know Gabby is like, super fucking good and sexy, but you're doing this forher! Concentrate!"

Opening her so-called 'grimoire' and flipping through it, Robin did her best to halt her mind's wandering. What she had said to Gabby earlier hadn't been a lie at all: even after herbimbofication– as she'd come to happily think of it – she indeed still possessed all of the magical capabilities she practiced and mastered before that stormy,steamynight. Her business of selling weak-magical charms and potions continued to flourish, helping her spoil Gabby as much as Gabby spoiledherwith what little spending money she had. Robin just wished that her girlfriend would let her pay for more things!

Shaking her head at the realization that her attention had been diverted once again, Robin took the small, gray-stone cauldron and set it atop of the stove behind her, turning on the burner under it. Pouring over her notebook, she lined up the ingredients for what she'd need in front of her, squinting in concentration; the one thing thathadchanged for Robin – besides her body and attitude and all that, of course – was how her mind worked. Magic as powerful as she'd performed with the aid of Gabby's seed had consequences, and this seemed to be her penalty for altering her appearance to such an extreme degree.

To put it simply, Robin had become much moreairheadedthan she had been previously. Before her transformation, it was no matter for her to concentrate for hours on end as she crafted concoctions and chanted spells, but that had grown much moredifficultfor her these days. She was forgetful, easily distracted, and her brain always seemed to float away into the clouds if she didn't pay enough attention andtetherit to reality. For the most part she didn't exactlyhatethis new way her mind functioned, but it was an issue nonetheless, one she knew there wasn't a remedy for thatwouldn'trevert her body back to how it had once been.

She got the bimbo body so she got the bimbobrain, and that was just something she had to live with!

Her hands worked in a circular motion, crushing a mix of herbs into a white mortar using a matching pestle. Once that was finished Robin unloaded the bowl's contents into the bubbling brew exuding steam from her cauldron – having filled it with water beforehand – the liquid taking on amurkybrown hue - a color she hoped didn't mean that she'd alreadyfuckedanything up! Muttering under her breath, she uncorked several of the jars and vials surrounding her and added them in one after another, her concoction's color unchanging. Robin's eyes furrowed at the sight, and she chewed on her lower-lip, deep in thought.

Returning to her grimoire, Robin reread the ingredients she had listed, ones that she'dhopedwould make her potion a success; Gabby would be at work for a good few more hours before she returned, meaning the witch hadplentyof time to perfect her project until then. She was more worried about running out of supplies first! Her dark-brown eyes found a note scribbled in the corner, one that said a single word - 'catalyst' along with an accompanying question mark. Right, she hadn't been surewhatwould activate the potion besides the usual chanted phrases and enchantments.

Leaning against the counter, Robin silently thought to herself, staring at the ceiling intensely like it might hold the answers she sought. What ingredient would give her the results she desired? Was it something she already had? If she couldn't figure out what it was, did that mean this would have all been fornaught!? The longer she stood in quiet contemplation, the faster and harder the gears in Robin's brain turned, pushing out everything else trying to penetrate her mind-palace; this was for Gabby, after all, so she couldn't screw it up. It was right on the tip of her tongue, the one thing that would make her girlfriend love her humongous milky brea–

That was it!

Of course! How could she be sostupid? Rushing to the fridge across from her, Robin threw its door open and bent over, her pendulous pillows bouncing against her knees, her nipples immediately hardening and threatening to pokeholesin her dress, reacting to the breeze of cold air that brushed over her figure. Searching through the refrigerator's scarce contents, Robin found just what she was looking for pushed all the way to the back of the top shelf. Grabbing its handle, she yanked it out and gave the door a quick kick with her barefoot to shut it.

Before she unscrewed the cap to the gallon-jug, Robin paused and lifted it up to her eyes; there was one thing she needed to check before she proceeded. Scanning for the faded, dark-ink written on the container's side, she nearly jumped for joy upon seeing that the date printed on it was for a couple days from now. Success! Removing the lid, she hopped back to her still-bubbling cauldron and gave it a stir with a wooden cooking-spoon she'd procured from one of Gabby's kitchen drawers, and held out the plastic, liquid-filled item over it.

As she began to overturn the white fluid into her mixture, her hand shook excitedly, Robin utterlyconvincedthat this was the missing link she'd been seeking; so eager to get this potion finished she was, that the witch scarcely noticed that the handle was slowly sliding from her quivering fingers' unsteady grasps. It didn't take long for it toslip, falling mouth-first into the cauldron. Robingaspedand cursed loudly at her clumsiness. As quickly as possible she pulled it back out, yelping as her fingers were slightly burnt by the hot liquid, setting thethankfullyunmelted plastic jug back on the counter space next to her.

She was concerned, however, by the fact that there was no moremilkleft in the gallon-jug.

"Fuck!" She cursed again, her bottom-lip quivering as she fought back the flurry of emotions coursing through her, "I like, used up all of Gabby's milkandI fucked up the measurements of the potion! God damnit!"

Robin glanced at the potion, one of her threaded eyebrows raising.

"Unless…"

Walking over to the cauldron, she gave it a series of stirs, watching the liquid change into a moretawnycolor.

"...I could still give it a try." She bit her lower lip again and tapped her foot against the cold floor, "I mean… What's the worst that could happen? It like, doesn't work? I could just like, make it again if that happens. And if it does work then like, too much of a good thing isn'tthatbad!"

Robin giggled.

"Gabby already likes my 'too much' so that shouldn't be a problem!"

There was a powerfulthrobthat heated the area between her plush thighs as she fantasized about her girlfriend's reaction to seeing her when all was said and done.

"Fuck it!" Robin whispered to herself, her eyes shining from the glow of her potion, "I'm gonna like, just fuckin' do it!"

Reaching out behind her, Robin snagged her notebook off of the opposite counter; after flipping to the right page, she gave another giggle when she rested itatopher boundless cleavage, using it like a shelf. Her giant titties had more thanoneuse, that was for sure! Pulling the spoon from the cauldron, she tossed it into the sink and took a step back, stretching her arms out in front of her, hovering her hands over the concoction. Reading the chant she'd jotted down days before, Robin did her best to memorize them before proceeding.

Ducking her head down – but nottoofar down lest she suffocate in her own cleavage – she began to recite the words, slowly at first but they quickly began to pick up speed. Over and over again she repeated them, speaking faster and faster, one phrase that sounded like 'bovis' spewing from her overly-inflated lips more than any other from the ancient language. Like when she enchanted her beautification potion and any other that required a powerful source of mystic energy, her eyes eventually rolled back, going completely white.

Suddenly going silent, her body wavered back and forth, her jaw hanging open like she was about to suck Gabby's dick. Though she couldn't see it, Robin could feel the tendrils of pink smoke pour out of her gaping maw, the otherworldly-sourced coils tickling her throat and nostrils; they spread out across the area in front of her, seeminglysearchingfor the cauldron only inches away. The billows eventually found it, and the second they touched down onto the mixture it siphoned them into its sandy brew - a hue that wouldn't remain the same when all was said and done.

Gasping, Robin's eyes spun back into place and strength returned to her body; she noticed, somewhat amusedly, that her grimoire had slipped off the slopes of her breasts and utterlysankinto her valley of cleavage. Freeing the grimoire from its fleshy-trappings and setting it down first, she peered down at her now-completed potion in wonderment, taking its altered coloration. It was fitting that it was a near pure white in its finished state, with black splotches coating its surface. Robin was, truthfully, not in full understanding of how the magic she performed worked on anintrinsiclevel, but she had realized long ago that it definitely seemed to have a sense ofhumor!

"Like, better give it a shot…"

Robin turned off the burner and grabbed the cauldron by its handle, lifting it to her face.

"Here goes nothing!"

Tipping it back, Robin allowed the imbued-liquid to pour into her mouth, the magic she'd cast on it cooling it to a pleasant temperature. She immediately noticed that it tastedsweetlike vanilla ice cream and nearly possessed the same texture; what she'd done to grant it energy had thickened the concoction noticeably, reminding Robin of her girlfriend's ownsemen. This sent an arousedmoanreverberating from the witch's throat, and she chugged the potion faster, wanting its effects to take hold as soon as possible.

Swallowing the lastdregsof the potion, some of it having spilled down Robin's chin and onto her dress-bursting cleavage, she let out a satisfied sigh and set the now-empty cauldron onto the counter. Wiping at her chin and breasts with the back of her hands, Robin accidentally let out a smallburpthat was quickly followed by a self-admonishing gasp; that was sounladylikeof her! She was just glad that Gabby hadn't been there to see such an embarrassing display!

Closing her eyes, Robin waited for the changes she'd expected to feel alter her body once again. Her lips pulled into a large smile and her hands pulled at the bottom of her thigh-length dress excitedly, nearly hopping up and down on the balls off her feet. She waited… and waited… and then waited somemorefor the effects to course through her - but they never came. Robin knew it usually took a minute or two for a potion's magic to take hold, but it had already been that long and then some! This was takingforeverand she wasn't known for her patience!

Opening her eyes, she glared down at her un-transformed body.

"Like, what the fuck!" She pouted, stomping her foot, "Ugh, what did I do wrong!? The potion looked perfect!"

She snatched her grimoire off of the counter and scanned its contents once more.

"I did everything right, didn't I…? I don't remember messing anything up. And using too much of the catalyst shouldn't have affected ittoobadly. Damn it!"

Groaning, Robin threw the notebook back to where it had been previously.

"Like,fuck, I'm gonna need more milk if I want to try it again!" Robin complained to herself, looking at the empty jug, "And that means I'm gonna have to go to the store and come back and do all that over!Ugh, if this wasn't for Gabby…"

Robin shook her head and walked out of the kitchen.

"Maybe I'll watch some TV for a bit to clear my head."

Feet thudding lightly against the white carpet of Gabby's living room, Robin made her way to the couch, an old, brown thing that had been acquired likefourthhand. Plopping down on its center cushion, the worn furnituregroaningunder Robin's jiggling weight, she crossed her legs and grabbed the remote, ready to streaming-service-surf until she calmed enough to try her spell again; she hadn't even brought her phone with her, knowing she'd just be tempted to text her girlfriend who couldn't reply while working.

Turning on the television and opening a random app, Robin flipped through the endless list of titles mindlessly, her eyes glazed over in her frustration - but then Robin began to feel strangelyhot. The sudden rise in temperature struck her all at once and seeminglyallover her figure, Robin immediately shifting uncomfortably; with her non-remote-holding hand she gently fanned her face, her breathing's rate intensifying, sweat beginning to bead across her entire body. She raised her back off of the cushion behind it, a feeling ofsuffocationoverwhelming her.

Flipping through the series and movies, Robin leaned forward, her ponderous breastsslappingdown on her dampening-thighs; it quickly became apparent that her attempt at cooling herself off with her hand wouldn't be enough, so she stopped andtoreat her dress instead, unsticking it from her skin and many curves - it felt so fuckingtight! More so thanusualRobin's outfit felt like it was sinking into her voluptuous flesh and digging into her body. Low grunts ofdistressspilled from her lips as she struggled to get comfortable.

Was this the sign that the potion was actuallyworking!?

"Whats… w-what'shappeningto me!?" Robin muttered in a panic, her mind beginning to fog over, "Is this how it's supposed to be? Is this…?"

The heat was quickly joined by a burst ofpleasure, a burning, tingling sensation flaring through Robin's being. Throwing her head back, her silky black locks matting to her skull and shoulders, she moaned, the remote in her hand shaking, Robin felt herselfweakening. Her dress grew tighter and more restrictive andsmaller- or at least that's how it felt! Robin's nipples erected once again, and her thighs moistened from somethingotherthan sweat, the dark color of her dress hiding the fact thatmanyspots of wetness clung to its fabric.

Managing to lift her head despite her draining strength, Robin gawked at her chest, which appeared to begrowingbefore her half-lidded eyes; this shouldn't have surprised her, considering the mainpurposeof the potion she'd brewed was to do this very thing! Robin, knowing that Gabby seemed toloveher tits more than any of her other enhanced qualities, had decided to have a little bit offunand surprise her girlfriend by making them evenbigger! Something to really drive the futanaricrazy!

And it was finally happening!

Grabbing a handful of the couch cushion next to her, Robin squeezed it roughly, unable to lift her arm any higher; sheshouldhave been trying to take off her dress before it was ruined like thelastoutfit she wore during a transformation, but also like previously it was something that was essentially out of her control. She watched as the obscene, explosive-amount of cleavage below her chin jiggled and vibrated, her creamy breast-fleshbubblinghigher and higher as it fought against its cloth-prison.

The dress stretched further away andagainsther figure, lifting up her thighs and sliding down her breasts; the neckline of it caught on her huge nipples for a second, pulling and tugging at the pointed-pink nubs until it couldn't contain them any longer. They flopped out into the open, wagging back and forth and bouncing up and down, their piercings glistening with sweat. No more of her tremendous bust came into view - not at first. Robin's dress strained against the bottom-half of her expanding globes, holding them in place until it was all butfutile; and then, when its ability to restrain started to fail, the black stretch of clothripped.

Robin moaned louder. Something about the sound of the fabrictearingfrom her growth aroused her to no end - and the sight of it nearly made hercumon the spot! She gasped as her dress split down the middle, slowly unveiling more and more of ballooning breasts and her flat, jewelry-adorned stomach; but soon she wouldn't even be able to see her belly either as her tits steadilyengulfedher whole torso in their magically-induced inflation! They just got larger and fatter androunder, reaching a size that Robin hadn't expected when first coming up with the body-altering potion.

There was another series of raucousrippingoccurring elsewhere on her dress as well.

"M-More!" Robin groaned, fully giving herself into the second set of transformations she'd gone through in a month, "More! Mo-Mo-Moo?"

Where didthatcome from!?

Clamping her lips shut at hearing the weird, animalistic-like utterance she'd made, Robin's eyeswouldhave gone wide if they could; instead, they remained half-closed, her lids heavy, the witch unable to take them off her expanding form. Her breasts continued to grow, rolling down her abdomen towards her lap - a lap that was now asbareas her torso was. The further ruination of her dress came from around her thighs and ass, whichalsofelt like they were fattening with further size, leaving Robin practicallynakedon her girlfriend's couch, tatters of her outfit scattered around her.

She saw her thighs wobble, closing in on each other and consuming more of the cushion she was sat upon and invading their neighbors, her flower-tattoo stretching across the milky expanse of her leg, distorting; eventhisbecame difficult to observe once her impossibly-humongous titsslappeddown into her lap, losing some of their unnatural firmness in the process of their growth. Trying to look behind herself andaroundthe mountainous mounds at her ass, Robin lazily watched her colossal cheeks suffer the same fate, unending in their alteration.

Panting now, Robin took her hand off of the cushion – her other still barely grasping the TV remote – andgropedat one of her gigantic globes, roughly squeezing its barbelled-nipple between her fingers; she now noticed that the already-huge-nubs capping her breasts had enlarged as well, becoming the size ofsmalldicks! They had grown so girthy that Robin managed to partially wrap her hand around one, and she started tugging on it, guided by an urge she'd never experienced before, encouraged by a suddentightnessin her chest. As she yanked on her nipple a certainliquidsuddenly spritzed from its pores.

It was a stream ofmilk!

"Milk? Moo?" Robin groaned, confused, now barely questioning thesecondsound she'd made, "Moo! I didn't think I'd –moo– lactate too!"

As she continued tonotpause her milking off her newly milk-filled tits, alternating nipples, her bust now feelingswollenwith the nurturing fluid, she realized that her growth was slowing; she was almosthappyat this fact, though a part of her wanted to see her figure increase in its ridiculousness to a further degree of insanity! Robin's tongue lolled out of her mouth as she spurted milk all over her legs, her head feeling as heavy as her tits did; she tried to study her new body but found it to be aHerculeantask, her thoughts muddled.

The potion had been a success, that was for sure! Robin practically couldn't seeanythingbelow her chinexceptfor her blue-ribbon-winning udders! They literallyhidher entire torso from part way up her neck to the tops of her thighs, and managed to extend past her sides all the while! And, despite the fact that they nowdroopedas opposed to standing tall, they stilljuttedfrom her chest by the same amount as they had pre-current-transformation but post-bimbofication, Robin's entire front literallycoveredby her jiggling, gigantic jugs!

Robin had to activelystretchher arms around her explosive bust just to reach the front of them! Both of the oversized orbs now spread past her ribcage to such an extent that if the witch was laying on her back they would havepinnedher biceps down to her elbows to whatever surface was under her; and, Robin also discovered with a dumb smile on her face, that she could barelyliftthem on her own, each of the unnaturally-expanded globes weighing more than her lithe arms could carry. Though when she tried, they audiblysloshedwith the sheergallonsof milk swirling around inside of them.

Another new addition to her extreme curvature was the appearance of numerousveinssnaking out under the porcelain complexion of her bust. Her blushing-pink areola had expanded like her breasts and nipples had – taking up nearly half of her chesty-acreage – and this new mapping of blue-and-purple veinage spread from the lightly-hued circles; Robin found that shelikedthe way the dark-colored arteries looked against her ethereal skin tone, seeing them as a kind ofproofhad how much she'd grown. And she'd grown ahellof a lot!

Milk continued to pour from her grotesquely bloated nipples, shootingpasther legs and onto the floor with each squeeze she gave them. Though not as pronounced as the change her tits had gone through, it was clear that Robin's legs and ass had been altered as well. Her thighs had widened considerably, fighting for space beneath her pillowy breasts, and Robin felt as though she was now sitting several incheshigherthan when she'd initial dropped onto the couch; if she'd had trouble fitting through doorsbefore, it would be near impossible for her to even leave Gabby's apartment at this point!

The thought of her girlfriend made her slowing brainhappy.

Finally glancing up from her admiration of her freshly altered figure, Robin stared at the TV; she realized that sometime during her magic transformation sequence that she'd had unconsciously picked something to watch while she waited for Gabby to arrive - or at least chose it by complete accident. It took her a couple of moments to understand what was playing out across the medium-sized screen, Robin's eyes struggling to focus, tears moistening the corners of her sockets and blurring her vision.

It appeared to be some kind of… documentary? The words being spoken by what looked like a farmer on the screen barely made any sense to Robin, but the sounds of animals bellowing their assorted noisesdid; Robin's numerously-studded ears picked up the 'mooing' of the cows, and she nodded her head rapidly like she wasagreeingwith them. Setting the remote down, overjoyed at what she'd chosen to watch, Robin grabbed onto her other enormous teat and began milking it, utterlytransfixedby the bright imagery playing out on the TV.

"This is like –moooo– nice," she muttered dreamily to herself, panting still at the experience of splattering her own legs with her milk, "Moo! Yeah. This… this is good…"
There was an extra,latebout of magic that blossomed withinher.

Spreading her thickened, plush thighs, Robin shimmied her ass back and forth across the couch with a moan, her cunt drizzling its juices onto the cushion under it as the pleasurable feeling of being changed piled onto her. Her face suddenly feltitchy, and when Robin raised a hand to scratch at the tingling spot, she discovered the source of this sensation: hereyeswere enlarging! Visionexpandingas her sockets widened, her lashes lengthening, Robin was very quickly able to see much more than she had before - at least until the tears reappeared across her big browns, hazing her sight once more.

The itchy sensation rose to her scalp, and this time around it was accompanied by an intense, throbbingache. Now Robin used both hands to grab blondly at the top of her head, a searingpaincausing her to grunt in distress; her fingers located a pair ofbumpsprotruding beneath her mass of sweat-soaked hair, the lumps having torn her skin as they steadily rose into the air. Unable to make any sound but a series of panicked 'moos' Robin touched the growing additions to her skull until she could make out what shape they were taking.Horns. She was growing horns just like acow!

Comprehending what was happening to her even in her mind-addled state, Robin was still shocked – butlessso – upon feeling that same burning occur right above her enormous ass. She didn't even have to search for or wonder about what was forming from her tailbone because she understood it was an actualtail. It felt nice and soft against her overheated skin, brushing back and forth across her spine as it lengthened, flattened between herself and the couch; her horns had finished their own shaping during this, and the witch poked at their sharp, pointed tips cautiously.

"T-This is like, kinda… kindamoo…" Robin nodded to herself as if what she'd said had made any sense, "Moo! Moo!"
She didn't finish her statement.

Turning her attention back to the TV, Robin continued to nod as she stared without anounceof intelligence behind her eyes at the farm-animal filled screen, her hands lowering. Grabbing onto one of her huge nipples and stretching it out once more – her tits having continued to leak twin streams of milk even when shewasn'tstimulating them – she snaked her other down to her crotch. Fingers exploring her juicy, dribbling folds, Robin scarcely noticed that her sex had gone through a series of modifications all their own as well.

Normally swollen and fat since drinking her beautification-potion, Robin's sex had puffed up to a level it occupied all on its own with her recent bout of growth. Her lower-lips were so engorged that she could havegrabbedonto just one of them and had her palm-filled, her labia stretching out several inches away from her crotch; her clit had been affected by the same treatment and was currently comparable to her nipplesbeforethis transformation. On top of it all, Robin's pussy was so sensitive to touch that shedidorgasm the moment her fingers grazed its hairless expanse.

Digging her fingers into her distended, reddened folds, Robin started her wanton masturbation session by nearlyfistingherself. Four of her digits rammed in and out of her cunt swiftly, giving the impression that she waspunchingherself in the crotch. Feminine arousal flooded out of her huge labia, soaking the cushion until it had completely darkened and a puddle had formed under her ass - her ass with which she bounced up and down on, splashing her juices into the air and all over herself. Simultaneously, she tugged on her nipples like she was trying to tear them from her titanic breasts, her beams of white liquid nearly striking thetelevision.

Robin moaned and panted andmooed. She didn't take her eyes off of the TV, her excitement and libido raging harder as she watched one of the farmer's milk a cow by hand; this sent a flurry of images through Robin's brain of Gabby doing the same toher! The thought of her girlfriend, being able to be with her again, and Gabby using that fucking massive cockto breedher caused the cowified-witch's actions to becomefrenzied, the couch shaking and creaking under her as she rode her entirefistto orgasm after orgasm.

Head falling backwards, it was at this moment that Robin's mental facultiescompletelyfailed her.

"M-Moo!" She screamed towards the ceiling, her throat unable to formanyother sound, "Moo! Moo! Moo!"

…

Oh look, Robin forgot to lock the dooragain.

Gabrielle shook her head as she opened the door to her apartment, muttering under her breath. She cared for the witch, she really did, but sometimes Robin'sforgetfulnessdrove her crazy! Maybe she should put a note over the doorknob to remind her partner to do as she'd asked; because, ultimately, Gabby knew that Robin didn't do it onpurpose. It was just how she was - or at least how she was since her transformation. Though Gabby didn't have much to compare to before all that business, she considered.

Stepping into her apartment, Gabby quietly shut the door behind her and kicked off her non-slip work shoes next to Robin's heels, smiling at the sight of them; she figured her girlfriend was here since she'd spotted her car in the parking lot but it was still nice to have the added confirmation. Pausing, Gabby waited for Robin to greet her – something she usually andeagerlydid – but the pleasantness of the witch's sultry voice nor the light-padding of her footsteps reached the futa's ear.

That was strange.

"Robin! I'm home!" Gabby called out, undoing the knot on the back of her coffee-stained apron and tossing it on the counter, "Hello!?"

Still no answer.

This didn't bother Gabbymuch, and she just assumed that Robin was showering - though she didn't hear the sound of water echoing through her apartment. Perhaps she was just taking a nap or something. Stretching, she turned to the kitchen first to get a glass of water – drinking more of it than the average person every day, given her unique sex – and immediately noticed themessthat hadn't been present before she'd left for her date earlier that day. It didn't take a genius to realize that the duffel bag and clutter wasRobin'sdoing.

Stepping into the kitchen, she scanned over the weird assortment of things her girlfriend had brought with her while untwisting the hair-tie that held her bunches of curls up and out of her face. She studied the empty, stained cauldron and exotic, bottled-ingredients surrounding her stove, her bushy eyebrows raising - and they lifted evenhigherupon noticing the empty jug of milk. What had Robin beendoingin here while she was gone!?

Gabby's first idea was that her girlfriend was trying to change herself again, but she quickly pushed the concept from her brain; Robin had never mentioned wanting to be any different once she obtained her dream body. So she decided that hersecondthought, that Robin had been working, was the correct assumption. Now knowing what the witch did for a living, it made sense that she might occupy her time when they weren't together by filling orders or making potions whatever was involved in her business.

Uncorking a random vial of yellow liquid, Gabby gave it a sniff and immediatelywinced. What the fuck was that!? Eyeing the rest of the magical-items, she couldn't tell whatanyof them were, nor the identity of the crumbled remnants that sat in the mortar beside them; she did spot a closed blacknotebookhowever. Picking it up, Gabby chuckled upon reading the title on its cover. Robin was so cute! She flipped through the pages of the 'grimoire' most of it not making alickof sense to her.

Oh well, she'd just have Robin tell her about all of it once she discovered where she was hiding!

Pouring a glass of water and chugging it down – her original reason for entering her kitchen – she turned and made her way to her bedroom. Reaching under her shirt, she unclasped her plain, white bra and tossed it onto the sofa, letting out a happy sigh now that she no longer needed to bedecent- but a couple of odd things caught her eye before she was able to fully bask in her freedom. Both the TV and the couch that her brassiere now hung over the arm of appearedverydifferently than when she'd last left them.

On the television's screen, the title card for a documentary showed in a static position, a series of recommended, similar movies and series flashing under it. She read the name of the documentary – 'The Farmer's Secret Life' – which only caused herfurtherperplexion. This was something thatRobinpicked to watch? Gabby knew her girlfriend's tastes in cinema well, and a two-hour-long, educational flick aboutfarm lifeof all things wasnotsomething she'd willingly view on her own.

As she bent over the side of the couch to grab the remote and turn the TV off, a sightandsmell threw her off balance.

"What the hell…?"

The center couch cushion was fuckingsaturatedwith a translucent liquid that Gabby immediately recognized. Pussy juice - and presumably it was hergirlfriend'spussy juice! That was the smell that had invaded her olfactory senses, the musky, salaciousscentof Robin's arousal, slithering deep into her nostrils. But there was somuchof it! Gabby only ever saw this ridiculous volume of Robin's feminine fluid when they werefucking, and that was after a long, marathon session at that!

But on the sofa there was an enormouspuddleof girl cream spreading across its three cushions. It not only flooded the couch but it alsospilledover its edge, a similar lake of the liquid mucking up the carpet. Walking around the couch, Gabby stared in bewilderment at the sheerquantityof pussy juice coating her furniture and floor, unable to understand what had possessed Robin to orgasm this much without her; but, as she got a closer look at it, she noticed that pool on the ground was mixed withanotherliquid.

Squatting, she extended an arm and ran a finger through the off-white concoction, her mind boggled. Bringing the finger to her nose, she gave it a quick sniff, her puzzlementgrowingat what she'd smelled. Combined with thearousingaroma of her girlfriend's natural-lubrication was what could only bemilk; remembering the empty jug on the counter, Gabby came to the only conclusion that made sense to her: Robin had spilled a bunch of milk and then masturbated without cleaning up!

What elsecouldbe the reason behind this mess!?

"What the hell?" She repeated to herself, wiping her finger on her jeans and standing back up, "Robin… Robin what in the Goddamn did you get up to while I was working?"

Studying her girlfriend's destruction, Gabby groaned and rubbed her temple.

"We're… we're gonna have to have alongtalk when I find her."

Decided to deal with all of thataftershe located Robin, Gabrielle turned around and continued her original journey to her bedroom. The door to it was closed, and as she stepped up to it and put her hand on the handle, her head cocked at the muffled noises emanating from the other side; it definitely sounded like her girlfriend, so at least that let Gabby know she washere. Assuming that Robin was just talking on the phone or something, Gabby casually opened the door but stopped in her tracks before entering.

Her bedroom was pitch-black, the lack of a Moon in the sky adding to the oppressive darkness; even the light from the living room that streamed in around Gabby's figure didn't do much to illuminate her surroundings. However, Gabby didn'tneedto see to figure out what was going on in the consuming gloom. She couldhearwhat could only be one thing, the ruckus of criedmoansand ferventschlickingechoing back at her. As she reached for the lightswitch next to the doorframe and flipped it, Gabrielle realized something, the thought that her girlfriend might have beencheatingon her not crossing her mind for even a second.

But Robin was definitelynottalking on the phone, either.

Splayed out across the middle of bed was Gabby's girlfriend. Knees lifted, legs spread, her head elevated by a stack of pillows - she was doing the one thing that Gabby could have guessed well-enough without the aid of her vision.Masturbating. Robin was absolutelybrutalizingher cunt with her fist, slamming her hand up to her wrist in and out of her gushing hole, a similar river of her juices that Gabby had seen on the couch flowing across the sheets. Frozen in place by the lurid,alluringimagery in front of her, the futanari struggled to find the words to announce her presence.

Lost in the throes of ecstasy, Robin didn't notice the sudden brightening of the room, nor did she see that the one person she'd been waiting for all this time had arrived - which allowed Gabby toogleher for as long as she wanted. And, to the futa's astonishment, her girlfriend lookeddissimilarthan when she'd last seen her! Gabby had trouble focusing on just a single aspect of the witch's figure, her eyes darting around so quickly that it was making herdizzy.

This isnotwhat she'd expected to come home to!

The first and mostobviousof the changes her girlfriend's figure had gone through in her absence centered around herchest. Robin's tits had been absurd before, but now…nowthey had leaptpastridiculous! They had seeminglydoubledin size and currently took up the entirety of the witch's torso and then some! Upper slopes of her colossal mounds pressing into her chin, the rounded bottoms covering the top of her groin,bothof the definition-defying globes pouring over Robin's sides and smothering her arms - she was morebreastthan person!

Not only were Robin's stupendous jugs obscuring her abdomen and arms, but they were also blocking the majority of the view of herface. Robin's tits normally ballooned from her torso by many inches, proceeding the rest of her body by several seconds wherever she went, but now they jutted far enough to obscuremostof her figure; it looked like she couldn't lift her arms out from under their incredible heft, her hands having to slither around and beneath the massive mounds to get at her cunt and nipples.

And like her breasts, Robin's nipples had gone through the same kind of changes!

Already hugeunnaturally, Gabby could tell that even from across the bedroom that her girlfriend's nipples were currentlyenormous. Gabrielle's mouth watered at the sight of the gigantic, light pink nubs, and her eyes followed Robin's fingers closely as they stroked both of them, alternating her attention between the two stiff titty-toppers; the barbells poking out from their sides lookedstrainedby the girth of Robin's nipples, the spherical ends barely visible. Gabby was treated to another amazing quality of the witch's apparently-altered-again body that she was surprised she hadn't noticedfirst.

With eachtugRobin made on her nipples aliquidsquirted from their tips. Milk! Gabby's jaw sagged against her neck as she witnessed the streams of white spritz from whichever nub Robin was actively ministrating, her neglected nipple continuing toleakmore of the fluid even while unattended. She put two and two together, and realized her previous assumption had been incorrect: Robin hadn't spilled milk and then masturbated, she'd beengushingthe creamy substance from her breastswhileengaging in self-pleasure!

The trails of milk drooling and flying from Robin's nipples allowed Gabby to see a couple ofotherchanges to her girlfriend's amazing breasts. As she should've expected, her areola had enlarged as well, the bumpy circles covering more thanhalfof Robin's titty expanse; additionally, Robin's bust was nowwebbedin the dark-colored veins that were very visible underneath her unblemished complexion. And Gabby liked these new veinsa lot. To the futa they only added to the witch's allure!

Though difficult to see, there were clearly evenmore parts of Robin that had undergone their own transformation. Her ass looked quite a bit bigger – though not as gigantic as her tits – the witch absolutelyelevatedby her colossal cheeks. From around Robin's fisting, Gabrielle could also tell that herpussyhad swelled, the engorgement of her girlfriend's sex taking it a levelbeyondobscene; the puffy mounds appeared as though they couldswallowa good portion of Gabby's face if she were to eat her out, and her clit looked longer and fatter thananyfemale bodybuilder Gabby had seen online!

Essentially, Robin's oversexed body had reached asupernaturalmagnitude of eroticism!

"R-Robin?" She finally found her voice and stepped towards the bed, eyes wide, "Robin what did youdoto yourself!?"

Robin looked up excitedly at her girlfriend, her tongue drooping from her large lips, her teary-socketed eyes bulging.

"Moo!" She exclaimed, pulling her fist from her cunt and her fingers from her nipples, "Moo! Moo!"

Moo!?

"Uh, what? Robin, what's going on?"

Putting her hands on the bed, Robin pushed androlledherself over so that she was on her hands and knees. 'Mooing' again and again, shedraggedher absurd, further-over-proportioned body across the sheets, her limbssquelchingthrough the puddle of fluids under her; Gabby winced at the amount of milk and pussy juice pooling around the witch, realizing that she'd need to change her bedding before the night's end. Robin crawled over to her girlfriend, beaming at her, Gabby standing at the edge of the bed frame.

She watched in wonderment as Robin struggled to move towards her. Her titsheavedacross the bed, unable to lift from the mussed-sheets, weighing the bimbo-witch down; her arms and legs had to extend awkwardly from around the ridiculously bulbous globes, Robin's breasts squishing out from every side of her torso at once. After every few inches she crawled Robin had to adjust herself, rising slightly in order to reposition her chest whichslappedback down on the bed wetly. Gabby's pants tightened as her arousal grew from the lurid display.

As Robin closed in on her Gabby's head cocked at two other peculiarities she'd hadn't spotted on her partner's body before. Sticking out from under her juices-matted hair was a pair of… ofhorns!? Indeed, it seemed as though Robin had grown off-white horns that jutted from the top of her skull just like acow, both several inches in length. That was it! Whatever Robin had done to herself in Gabrielle's absence had made her take onbovinequalities, the furry blacktailswishing back and forth from above the witch's ass all but confirming this fact for the futanari.

Butwhyhad she done this to herself?

"Moo!" Robin announced again, looking up at Gabby - who thought that her partner's eyesalsolooked bigger than usual, "Moo! Moo!"

"Why are you 'mooing' baby?" Gabrielle questioned, scratching the side of her head, "Is this some kind of…act? Like a sexy thing?"

"Moo!"

Robin nodded rapidly and reached out topawat the front of Gabby's jeans.

"You did this for me…?"

She didn't receive a response thatwasn'ta 'moo'.

"I think I get it?" Gabrielle's lips lifted into a smile, weirded out but choosing to play along with her girlfriend's act regardless, her libido overriding her common sense, "So, uh, does… does my little cow want atreat?"

The question felt fuckingstupidthat was for sure!

Robin nodded again, drool running from the corner of her lips and off of her long tongue.

"Well then I guess I should make sure you're um, you're wellfed!"

Despite feeling dumb as hell, Gabby proceeded as she normally would. What harm could there be in indulging Robin's strange fantasy? Unbuckling the belt to her jeans and pulling down the zipper, she shimmied her pants and underwear off, Robin leering at her excitedly; Gabby didn't knowwherethis fetish of her girlfriend's had come from, but she supposed she could indulge her - at least for tonight! As soon her jeans and panties bunched at her feet, her cock unleashed itself from between her thick thighs and slapped Robin roughly in the chin.

Having grown partially-erect just fromseeingher girlfriend's expanded, exaggerated figure, Gabby's half-hard member extended from her groin at a downward angle, sagging under its own incredible heft. Robin immediately grabbed at the futa's cock – her entire body jiggling as she held herself aloft mainly with her monstrous tits – and wasted no time in stroking it rapidly with both hands. Letting out the same bovine-esque utterances, Robin brought the pulsing monster to her face and began lapping at Gabrielle's purple cockhead.

Moaning, Gabby placed a hand on the witch's head; she cried out momentarily when her palm was jabbed by Robin's new horns, but she quickly adjusted the position of her fingers so that they were no longer in danger - that was going to take some time to get used to! She was impressed by her girlfriend's commitment to being a cow, Robin's 'mooing' persistent, the ridiculously curvaceous woman not making any other soundexceptit. Gabby wondered if her performance would falter once they started having sex!

For now, however, she was too transfixed by what her lover was doing to her to care much about that sort of thing. Robin's tip-licking had paused only so that she couldsuckon Gabby's girthy goliath, sinking it between her moist lips, her mouth gurgling happily around its immense circumference. Though acting like a cow, Robin worshiped the super-hung futanari as skillfully as ever, fingers twisting and pulling on her venous shaft, her other hand cradling her overfull balls that had gonehourswithout being drained.

"Mmmm that's it Rob– my, uh, mycow!" Gabby encouraged Robin, trying to remember that shetoowas supposed to be pretending to be someone else - or at least shehopedthat that's what her partner wanted, "Your mouth feels so good! Keep going and you'll get your treat!"

Staring down at the lurid scene that involved her, Gabby gawked at her girlfriend and what she was doing - as shealwaysdid when they were intimate. Robin's svelte fingers slid up and down her stiffening pole, her fingers rising and dipping as they glided over every gnarled, protruding vein that marbled the futa's umber-hued cock. She spread spit and precum across the fatter-than-her-wrist shaft, Robin's grip soft but stimulating, using just enough force to pleasure her partner's pole without putting too much pressure on it, only able to half-encircle Gabby's gargantuan girth.

Her lips spread obscenely around the futa's throbbing crown. Robin was essentiallymaking outwith Gabby's tip, her cock-cushions pursed against it and over the flared corona, her dexterous tongue criss-crossing the hot helping of dick-flesh. She worked her head up and down her enormously-endowed girlfriend's extensive length, never letting it out of the warm confines of her mouth, engulfing every newly gained inch of the obese member as soon as it appeared - andmanywere appearing at that!

Eyes closed in non-performativebliss, tears continued to run down the sides of Robin's face, dripping from her bludgeon-ballooned cheeks; Gabby was concerned that Robin seemed to have been crying since she'd first found her, having no idea why she was doing so - but she figured it was just another part of whatever spell the witch had cast on herself.Hopefully. She was worried about thattoo, especially considering howpermanentthe effects of the beautification spell ended up being. Gabrielle thought Robin looked hot in this form, sure, but having an always-lactating, horned-and-tailed partner wouldn't be the easiest thing to deal with!

But even those brooding thoughts were pushed out of her mind once Robin began tothroather member; Gabby laughed internally at the thought that maybe agoatwould have been a more appropriate animal for Robin to mimic considering her blowjob skills! A gasp escaped Gabrielle's lips as she felt her girlfriend's neckconstrictaround her cockhead, the muscles in her gullet massaging her swelling appendage like she was trying toactuallyswallow it. Her balls gave a deeprumbleas they awoke to the rapturous sensations flowing through them.

"Y-You're such a good cow!" She exclaimed awkwardly, unsure if there was anything else sheshouldhave been calling Robin, "A, uh, a real good cow. Yeah. Uh, m-my favorite…pet?"

Gabby heard something that sounded like a joyous 'moo' emanate from Robin's stuffed-throat - at least she was doingsomethingright!

Taking a second to strip off her shirt, leaving her in nothing but her black socks, before returning her attention to the witch she cared so deeply for, Gabby adjusted her focus to Robin'sbody. Her cock finished erecting itself quickly as her eyes poured over just howunnaturaleverything about her girlfriend's looked, reaching its full, preposterous size; they were a good match for each other, Robin's curvature the perfect fit for Gabrielle's unwieldy extremity. And in more ways thanone!

She just couldn't separate her line of sight from Robin's breath-taking mountains. Even flattened between her torso and the bed, her girlfriend's bust made her previous endowment look like it had compared to Gabby's own modest chest; that was to say that Robin's current voluptuousness blew practically everyone else's in theworldout of the park! They somehow rubbed against Robin's distended neck and chin, supported her arms,andpushed into her pillowy thighs all at once, giving the once-again-transformed witch the appearance that she was laying atop of one giant pile ofdough.

They were just fuckingpreposterous! Gabrielle was alreadyenchantedby Robin's bust before, but now she was utterlyin lovewith it; she now found herself wondering ifthatwas the reason that her girlfriend had changed herself again. Though airheaded, Gabby knew Robin wasn'tstupidby any means, and had definitely teased her about how much she liked her tits whenever she had a chance. A bout of appreciation for her other half flourished inside of Gabby's chest, and had she not been lost in the pleasure of Robin's deepthroating, she would've kissed her right then and there!

While she found Robin's tail – and horns – off-putting, there was a part of Gabby that found the wagging of her prehensile-appendage to be adorable - though she wasreallydrawn to the accompanying wagging of her girlfriend'sass. Now possessing a pair of cheeks that didn't look like they fit comfortably onanychair, the pale globes shook back and forth as Robin excitedly sucked the soul out of Gabby's dick, her fatty moundsclappingtogether without the witch needing to actively twerk them to do so. If only her arms were a bit longer she couldslapthat big booty!

Somehow, the rest of Robin's body hadn't lost any of its supernatural thinness. Though her thighs were thicker, that was the only other part of her figure that had expanded besides her enhanced curvature; Robin's arms, torso, and waist all retained the trimness and tightness that Gabby had come to know and appreciate over the last month. And, if anything, this just made her girlfriend's body appearcartoonish, like she'd been drawn by an artist with nothing but debauchery on the brain.

Not that Gabby was complaining!

The luridsuckingnoises below her summoned her focus once more, and her eyesgapedat what they fell upon. So distracted by her admiration of Robin's body she'd been that Gabby hadn't noticed that her girlfriend had nearly gulped down herentirecock! It was more than she'd ever seen Robin take before, over two-thirds of her mighty mast and leaking tip disappearing into her maw and body over and over again, Gabrielle's pleasure heightened by the sensation of her glans dipping into her partner'sstomach; Robin seemed none the worse for wear, and she continued toinhalethe futa's fantastical fuckstick with each bob of her head.

Spit mixed with pre ran in rivulets down Gabby's shaft and Robin's chin, streaking them with smears of pearlescent paste, the top of the buxom's woman's chestslatheredin the carnal combination. Ashiverran through Gabby's spine as the creamy substance dripped onto her humongous, hairy sack - which Robin quickly spread across the fleshy, wrinkled expanse. Legs shaking, Gabby began to pant as her partner's lips grew nearer and nearer to her fur-lined groin, her hips jerking towards Robin's face.

"Oh fuck, baby, y-you're incredible! My lovely little… little cow! You're treating me so well!"

Obviously emboldened by the futa's words, Robin ramped up her sloppy efforts. Nostrils flaring, she drew her head back until only Gabby's fat helmet remained lodged between her lips, and thenslammedher face forward. And she didn'tstop! Her skull traveled the entire length of Gabrielle's nearly two-rulers-long behemoth until her nosecrashedinto the bush of dark, curly pubes above the base of her bulbous root; Gabby's head immediately fell backwards and a voluminous moan billowed from her mouth, her fingers tangling themselves in her partner's hair.

Robin didn't immediately pull back, either. Instead, she slithered her tongue out, squishing it between her puffy lips and Gabby's bulging urethra, and began lapping at the front of the futa's sack; she wiggled it across as much of her lover's balls as she could reach, lathering them up with further layers of spit and precum. Gabby could barely take the pleasure barreling through her being, both the heavenly sensations she currently felt consuming her every thought and emotion. Robin never ceased to amaze her!

Then Robindidwithdraw herself across Gabby's length, her throatballoonedby the mass of meat journeying out of it. Upon reaching the pulsating tip, she spent several moments suckling on it, her gullet working overtime to drink down the futa's copious precum, her tongue poking at Gabby's piss slit like she was trying to open it up further. Once she'd seemingly had her fill of the dense sperm, Robin repeated her awe-inspiring motion from before, once more cramming her cheeks with cock until it completely disappeared like the most obscene magic trick ever performed.

Again and again Robin deepthroated venous Gabby's monster in its entirety, her midnight-locks whipping around her face, mucked spittle spraying from her gaping, taut lips. Gabrielle held onto her girlfriend's head for dear life, humping back at her,fuckingher mouth in a way she'd never done before; Robin's mouth, throat, andstomachwrapped around her member simultaneously, massing her massive length, coaxing her load from her fat balls. It was quickly becoming toomuchfor the young futa, and she knew she was on the verge of a climax. Groaning, she glanced back down at Robin, trying to catch her breath.

Steely shaftgroaning, Gabby felt it engorge, the veins smattering its expanse working furiously to pump blood into her beast. Her bloated balls trembled in Robin's fingers, swelling before their release, rumbling noisily between her thighs. All the regular signs that she was going to cum! If Robin noticed she gave no indication of this fact, persisting in her amazing choking onfeetof humongous cock, the ever-presentgurkingvibrating her throat the only noises she made. Gabby's hand shook as she patted the side of her girlfriend's tear-soaked visage.

"I'm gonna cum in a second, baby," she warned her partner, Robin's eyes snapping open to stare up at her, "I'm gonna give you your meal now - and it's gonna be abigone!"

Robin's eyes rolled back and she yanked herself backwards so that she was sosolelylatched onto Gabby's tremendous tip.

"Here it comes my c-cow! Take your treat!"

Gabrielle thrust her cock at Robin one last time before her climax commenced. Robin's lips wrapped completely around the futa's glans, holding it tightly in her mouth, clearly intent on not allowinganyof her lover's load to escape her oral-grasp. Member quivering, Gabby's urethra expanded as it engorged with seed, dragging Robin's jaw down the slightest bit further; the tongue-lashing the witch gave her sensitive cockhead made Gabby's coming climax an almostpainfulaffair, but she didn't have it in her to tell her partner tostop- especially considering she was at the point of no return!

In an instant Robin's cheeksballooned. The torrent of slimy seed that blasted into her mouth packed it full in a single second, threatening her lip-lock on Gabby's crown - but she would not be denied her reward! Immediately Robin's throat began gulping down the pearlescent eruption, swallowing the immense volume of baby batter furiously; she even pushed her head deeper onto Gabby's pulsing pole until the futa's lower-head was aimed directly at the entrance to her gullet, her neck distending with the liquid-mass.

She chugged down the curly-haired futanari's cum with gluttonous greed even as her lips pushed away from her face from the semen attempting to exit them - but she didn't allow adropof ball brew to break free! Robin's constant-swallowing created a loud,grotesqueseries of raucous disturbances like she wasdrowningunder the flood of fuck-frosting; but this didn't phase her in theslightest, the bimbo-witch keeping up a perfect pace of guzzling against the gooey onslaught. There was no stopping the colossally curvaceous cow-woman!

"F-Fuck yes, Robin!" Gabby screamed, momentarily forgetting the 'act' she was supposed to be putting on, "Drink every drop! It's all for you, baby!"

Body swimming in ecstasy, Gabrielle groaned as she watched her partner swallow herentireload. It didn't matterhowher cum came out, it was clear that Robin would chug itall; multiple-second-long streamers, ferocious flurries, rapid ropes - her girlfriend consumed each and every manner in which the futa's semen appeared. Robin's cheeks continued to warp around the weaponized virility and her lips looked to bebubblingas ball brew bashed against them, but every gallon and pint andounceof Gabby's sperm went to one place: Robin's stomach.

Gabby's orgasm felt stronger than any she'd experienced in recent memory. She didn't know if it was due to Robin's new body orwhat, but it didn't seem like her climax wouldeverpeter out, her balls unpausing in their sieving of semen. Though she couldn't see it due to Robin's ridiculously massive mammaries, Gabby stillfantasizedabout what her girlfriend's stomach looked like in that moment; it had to befatwith her cum, as even just afragmentof her loads usually caused Robin's belly to round out. And that thought only made her climaxharder!

Unleashing what felt like every individualspermin her testicles, Gabby rode out her climax - about the only thing shecoulddo. Her cock was like a long-dormant volcano that had just awoken from a millennium-long slumber, spewing its molten-hot, potent lava in violent burst afterburst; and Robin never faltered in her voracious drinking notonce, seemingly not even needing air to sustain herself, living solely off her girlfriend'scum.

It took more minutes than usual for Gabby's climax to slow. Even if this hadn't been something the futanari couldfeel, she certainly was able to see it by the steady deflating of Robin's cheeks, the witch no longer fighting against the geysering onslaught; she continued to dutifully chug whatever Gabrielle managed to expel regardless, apparently not satisfied until her girlfriend was nothing more than a dried-uphusk. Gabby found that she actually had towrenchher cock from Robin's lips just to give herself a little relief, needing a second to catch her breath and recover for what wasnext.

Robin's eyes rolled back into place and she gave Gabby a happy 'moo' after her last breathy swallow.

"H-How was that, my c-cow?" Gabby panted, petting Robin's head, careful to avoid her horns, "Did you enjoy your treat? Because I know I enjoyedfeedingit to you!"

"Moo!"

Gabby chuckled and wiped some sweat from her brow.

"I thought so. Now come here, my, erm, pet, I need a minute - that took a lot out of me!"

Stepping to the side, Gabby sat on the bed next to Robin, giving herself a much needed break. Robin cocked her head at the futa, her watery-eyes saucer-wide again, her tongue hanging loosely from her lips, leftover cum dripping from its tip. Leaning over, Gabby took her girlfriend's mouth in her own, kissing her deeply; though Robin seemedsurprisedfor some reason by this, she kissed her lover back regardless, slipping her tongue into Gabby's mouth, who continued to stroke Robin's raven-strands, her other arm wrapping around the voluptuous witch's back.

Slowly but surely Gabby pushed Robin up onto her knees with her own body, angling herself so that their torsos pressed together. Moaning andmooinginto each other's mouths, Robin's hands latched onto the futa's strong forearms, Gabrielle having built up a solid amount of arm-muscle from her years working in the service-industry. Throwing a leg over Robin's lap, Gabby maneuvered her girlfriend in the wayshewanted her to be, the cowified-witch seemingly content with allowing her partner to hold the reins.

Their figures entangled. Now sitting on the taller woman's lap, Gabby could no longer help herself and snaked her hand down towards Robin's chest; in their current position, her cock was utterlysmotheredby her girlfriends absolutelyinsanevolume of cleavage, her erect member completely hidden from view. She began to grope Robin without a care in the world, feeling her up as much as she liked - which was a wholelot! Amazement andlustwashed over her as she experienced first hand just how much moregargantuanRobin had become.

Fucking her cock into the endless valley between Robin's colossal, pillowy tits, Gabby fondled as much pliable breast-flesh with one hand as possible. There was just somuchof it! Robin, for her part, seemedoverjoyedthat her girlfriend was touching her sensitive chest - which she pushed out towards her as far as possible, shaking her jiggling udders back and forth. Blindly grabbing at any expanse ofsloshingskin she could, Gabby guided the ridiculously busty woman down to the bed – but on her back this time – and laid atop of her.

She pulled herself away from Robin's lips.

"Christ, baby!" Gabrielle exclaimed, sitting up and gawking down at the sheerheapof titty-meat in front of her, "These things areamazing! I can't believe you did this to yourself!"

"Moo! Moo moo moo!"

"Yes my not-so-little cow, Ireallylike your erm, yourudders!"

Gathering up Robin's breasts in her arms – her cock still sandwiched between them – Gabby realized why her other-half seemed to have so much trouble moving: they were fuckingheavy! Heavy andslickwith milk, which the futa could hear splash around inside of her girlfriend's torso-sized tits. She grunted as she lifted them higher, her fingerssquishinginto their pillowy expanses, staring incredulously at just howhighRobin's chest was able to extend; she could practically bring them to herfacein their current position! Her eyes fixated on Robin's enormous, milk-dripping nipples, her tongue poking out of her plump lips hungrily.

Unable to hold herself back any longer, Gabbydovetowards Robin's tits, thrusting her member into them at the same time, the remnants from her orgasm greasing the soft folds of flesh further. She opened her mouth wide to inhale one of the witch's nipples, her head sinking into a breast that was without compare; her skull was totally engulfed by the milk-bloated globe, only the back of Gabby's curly locks sticking out from the alabaster-cushion. Fastening her lips onto her chosen pierced-nub, Gabby sucked on ithard, wanting to taste her girlfriend's creamy concoction for herself.

'Mooing' in a squealing tone and kicking out her legs excitedly, Robin held the back of Gabby's head and tugged at her ignored-nipplewith the other. Milk sprayed frombothof her udders simultaneously, one shooting onto Gabby's light-brown complexion and straight into the futa's mouth; Gabrielle drank down her partner's nectar like Robin had her cum, finding the taste of the white fluid to be surprisinglysweet. She didn't know if breast-milk normally had that flavor, but she wasn't complaining!

Rocking herself against Robin's figure, Gabby realized that not only was she titfucking her lover while sucking on them, but she was alsofrottingher shaft against the witch's stomach; her fantasies had come to fruition, as it turned out, and Robin's midsection didindeedfeel inflated from her load, which onlyincreasedthe futa's arousal further. A part of her wished she could just peek an eye open and see it for herself, but she knew there would be time for that later - for now she was going to enjoy her girlfriend's preposterous breasts and whatsloshedwithin them to her heart's content.

Hell, she was ready and willing tosuffocateherself with Robin's fucking enormous tits - there were certainlyworseways to go! She drank so ravenously from her partner's multiple-inch-long nipple that the white substance ran down her chin and soaked her face, the rest of her body receiving the same treatment from Robin's other teat. And she didn't stop pumping her massive member through Robin's cleavage the entire time, the combined sensations nearly bringing her to orgasm before she knew it; but she didn't want to cum yet, and reluctantly pulled herself away from the source of the heavenly ambrosia that had tingled her taste buds only a minute or two later.

"God!" She emerged from the fleshy prison with a gasp, her entire visage drenched in milk, "You taste great Robin! Whatever you did to yourself isincredible!"

Robin immediately replaced Gabrielle's mouth that had left her nipple with a hand and 'mooed' again.

"But I wantmoremy sexy fuckin' cow!"

The witch's eyes widened and her lips lifted into a goofy smile.

"Whaddya say, baby, wanna getbred!?"

Gabby wasn't surewherethat came from, but she wasn't complaining!

"Mooooooo!" Robin let out her longest bovine-exclamation yet and wiggled her hips under Gabby's legs, "Moo! Moo! Moo!"

Damn, she wasreallydetermined to not break character!

"Alright, Robin, let me just…"

Sliding off of Robin's waist – her cockschlickingfrom the witch's all-consuming cleavage in the process – Gabby shuffled backwards between her girlfriend's legs on her knees. Her membersplasheddown heavily onto the bed, flinging pussy juice and milk into the air. Taking Robin's calves in her hands, Gabby raised and spread them, revealing her lover's gushing, hugecunt; she licked her lips once more at the sight of it, finally able to view it front and center without anything obscuring her vision.

Likeeveryattribute her girlfriend possessed, Robin's pussy presented a mouth-watering vision to the sex-hungry futa. Sticking out from its hood and under her hairless groin, Robin's clit jutted out larger than Gabby had ever seen it, visiblythrobbing, twitching from its own unsatiated arousal. Beneath it, Robin's cunt peered out fat and swollen, the twin-mounds between her thighs a sanguine-hue, incredibly huge in their own right; Gabby could have taken afistfulof each of them, they were so massive! They glistened with the witch's lurid-excitement and previous orgasms, practicallyyawningopen like they were inviting her lover – and her lover's giantappendage– into their depths.

She couldn't take her eyes off of it. Despite its altered, enhanced state, Robin's sex still appeared to be incrediblytight, a small, delicate slit buried between her chubby labia; and Gabby knew from experience just howaccommodatingher girlfriend's pussy really was! Just the thought of it sent a surge of arousal through her, sending her enormous cock bucking against the bed and splattering more of the off-white fluids around. Putting a hand on her shaft, she stroked it mindlessly as she finally looked up to Robin's face, the bimbofied-witch staring back at her impatiently.

"Do you want me to eat you out first?"

Robin shook her head fervently and thrust her crotch towards Gabby, her humongous backside lifting off the bed, strands of milk and her own juices connecting it to the sheets.

"Eager, aren't we?" Gabby teased, lining up her girthy glans with Robin's pussy, "Do you want to get bred that badly, my slutty cow?"

"MOO!" Robin practically yelled back at her, the tears spilling from her eyes increasing in volume and rate, "Moo moo moo moo moo mo–"

"Okay my pet, okay! I'll give youexactlywhat you want!"

"Moo!"

Tapping her semen-smeared crown against Robin's juicy, drenched cunt, Gabrielle placed a hand on one of the witch's knees. She slid her cock up and down across her girlfriend's fat folds, her cockhead nearly completelyengulfedby the massive lower-lips, giving the futa the feeling that she wasalreadyfucking Robin; her member throbbed and spritzed a gout of she-pre, splattering Robin's sex in its personal, off-white essence. Robin lifted her head and watched the proceedings with rapt attention, her fingers yanking on both of her lengthy nipples, milk spraying high and falling back onto her breathtaking tits.

All it took was a shallow prod forward for Gabby's tip to slip into her lover's sex. She gasped at the suddentightnessthat clenched down around her member, Robin 'mooing' and shaking her hips; an immediateburstof warm fluid gushed from the witch's cunt, bathing her own thighs and the futa's member in her liquid-love. Gabby quickly noticed that her gaping of Robin's pussy forced her labia to spread wide and her clit jut upward, which pressed against the bottom of the buxom woman's breasts and the barely-visible amount of her bloated stomach poking out between them, increasing her arousal once more.

"D-Do you like that, cow?" Gabrielle asked through grit teeth, her countenance contorted by ecstasy, "Are you… you excited for your, uh,studto mate you?"

"Moooo! Moo! Mooo!"

"T-Thought so!"

Rocking herself back and forth, Gabby slowly shifted more of her elephantine member into her girlfriend; Robin's cunt hadalwaysbeen welcoming despite her size, but now it felt even tighter than usual! Though Robin's inner-walls immediately clamped down on the futa's girth, Gabrielle's cockglidedthrough her depths like the blades of a pair of garden shears through a blade of grass. Her gravid sack dragged along across the bed as she urged herself forward, burying inch after inch of her behemoth into Robin's sex with supernaturalease.

Taking her hand off of her shaft, she reached out to grope at Robin's stupendous breasts, tracing the veins that stretched across the ponderous pale pillows, her fingerssquishinginto the pliable mounds. Robin shimmied her hips again and again, humping her crotch towards her lover, clearlyeagerto have the futa's breeding-rod fully inserted into her - and inserted as swiftly as possible at that! The moist, bumpy texture of her hot passage massaged Gabrielle's length, coaxing the turgid invader deeper into her sex, cravingallof it. Gabby was all too happy to oblige the bimbofied-witch!

Her tremendous tool drilled further through Robin's sloppy sex, splashes of pussy juice and precum draining out of her gaped lower-lips. Leaning forward, Gabby waddled forward on her knees, her hand sliding down the witch's thigh, her other occupied with a palm-filling amount of titty-meat; her arm was quicklydrenchedin Robin's milk - along with most of her figure. Indeed, Gabrielle's face down to her brown-furred crotch had beenplasteredwith the creamy-ambrosia, Robin's persistent nipple-stimulation only adding more layers of the white-fluid to Gabby's caramel-complexion.

Less than half of Gabrielle's rock-hard, venous cock had penetrated Robin's juicy folds before it reached the entrance to the human-cow'swomb- a normal event whenever the ridiculously-gifted pair had sex. And as Gabby expected her girlfriend's cervix automaticallyopenedfor her flared glans the moment they touched against the spongy barrier like she'd been requesting entrance to the witch's deepest depths with a knock on its door. The moment that it vanished Gabby thrust herself through Robin'ssecondhole, not pausing her building momentum until she felt her cockhead bash against the back of her lover's baby-chamber.

"Feel that, my pet?" Gabby huffed, a grin lifting her lips, her eyes linking with Robin's huge, watery pair, "I'm in your womb - where I'm going tobreedyou! I'm gonna fill you up with so much cum, baby, that you'll be carrying a wholelitter!"

Robin let out a screamed 'moo' and threw her head back, her cunt caving in on Gabby's cock with atremendousamount of force.

It was immediately obvious that the super-hung futanari's words had sent the witch into a mind-shatteringorgasm. Her pussy suctioned onto the incredible quantity of massively thick inches of pulsating meat penetrating it, writhing around the monstrous pole; this was followed by atorrentof feminine arousal splashing from her swollen lower-lips, numerous jets of girl-cum shooting out from every available, tiny crevice in Robin's plugged-sex. Gabby moaned as she wassplatteredby the multitude of sticky streams, much of the milk that had streaked her body washed away - though this wouldn't be the case for long!

Seemingly cumming from hernipplesat the same time, Robin stretched her pierced-teats out away from the gigantic tits they capped as far as she could, twinexplosionsof milk expelling from them. It was like everyporeon her nipples opened simultaneously to unleashed the fluid that sloshed within her magically-enhanced chest, mimicking her pussy in that regard; they shot directly onto Gabby and in manyotherdirections all at once, Robin's absurdly voluptuous figure recoated in the white-liquid, errant beams of milk splashing across the bed. Her tongue flopped wildly from her pumped-up lips, her eyes rolling around uncontrollably in their tear-caked sockets.

Once again, Gabby had to activelystopherself from cumming at the lurid, messy reaction she'd coaxed from her girlfriend! The wetwarmththat cascaded across her form sent shivers of ecstasy through her body, her cock bucking as the carnal mixture of muck slathered its unsheathed-length; she had to remove her hand from Robin's breasts just to shield her face, fearing that she may beblindedby the continuous eruption. Robin was orgasming harder than Gabby had ever seen before, her secretionspowerfulin their duration and force.

When Robin calmed, Gabrielle chuckled and stroked the long-haired witch's sodden cheek.

"Goddamn Robin, that was impressive! You mustreallywant my cum."

"M-Moo…" Robin moaned back weakly, her head slowly raising, her eyes blinking rapidly, "Moo moo. Moo!"

Gabby wasshockedthat her girlfriend hadn't broken character from that!

"Well don't worry, my cow, you're going to get ahugeload from me!"

Steadying herself, Gabby reached towards Robin's hips, having to maneuver her arms aroundandunder her girlfriend's torso-smothering, bed-sagging tits to find them; she let out a mewl of mirth herself when she felt her fingers brush against the witch's semen-expanded stomach, along with the heavy squishiness of her breasts weighing down on her wrists. Holding Robin's waist firmly, Gabby spread her legs and began to draw her fleshy-spear from the still-leaking confines that gripped it, pulling out until her precum-dribbling tip was all that remained inside of Robin's sex.

She thrust back in without warning,chuckingher awesome appendage straight through the witch's silky canal until she reached her womb again - but she didn't halt her momentum thereeither. No, Gabrielle barreled against the wall of the baby-chamber, shoving it backwards and causing it toconformaround her immense size; the organ that had been untouched before Gabby came along hugged her exaggeratedly-huge cock like another pussy, deforming in ways it was never meant to, contorting to the shape of the futa's titanic rod. Gabby yanked her endowment backwards and repeated the savage-form of penetration.

Squealing and 'mooing' once more, Robin's bodybouncedagainst the bed as Gabrielle picked up her pace of plowing, her tits rolling across her torso andsmackingagainst her own chin. The humongous mounds slapped down onto Gabby's hands, wrists, and Robin's owngroin, the immense bottom-curves of her breasts nearly colliding with her cunt and the top of the futa's shaft; even her rough milking of her nipples did nothing to slow the rapid rate of her overfilled-jugswhapping, her arms just as consumed by the wobbling mass as therestof her body was.

Neither of the lovers seemed to mind this, however. Robin let out more bovine-sounding exclamations the faster and harder that Gabby fucked her, Gabby completelytransfixedby the unending jiggling of her girlfriend's figure, every part of the witch's body rippling in time with her thrusts. Milk, pussy juice, and precum alike squirted from different orifices and openings until it appeared that the pair wereswimmingin a storm of sexual fury. The added lubrication helped Gabrielle speed up her vicious, wild pistons, her legs practicallyskatingacross the pool of liquids under her.

She panted and groaned as she gave her all into pleasuring herself and her partner, her cock's insane length nearly completely embedding into Robin's cunt and womb with each persistent, powerfulpumpof her hips. What strands of her auburn-brown locks thatweren'tmatted to her shoulders and skull bounced atop her head, Gabby's much more modest bust shaking on her chest, her own huge ass slapping down into the puddle under it. Her biceps flexed as she thundered her monstrous dick in and out of Robin's sex, the bloated arteries protruding massively, filling with pint after pint of blood.

Robin's tits began to slowly part the deeper Gabby's oversized organ journeyed through her, her spread-cleavage revealing her rotund belly andanotherkind of distension actively appearing in her abdomen. It was, of course, theoutlineof the futanari's grand womb-gouger, which tented the cowified-witch's stomach, imprinting against her milky – in two ways – complexion, visible even against Robin's cum-corpulent midsection. Another expected occurrence when the pair engaged in an animalistic bout of coitus!

"Christ, you're so fuckin'tight!" The futa howled, sweat dotting her forehead, her voice strained, "You're milking me so much when I should be the one milkingyou, my slutty cow! Y-You must really want me to breed you!"

"Moo! Moo moo. Moooo!"

"Yes! I'm gonna fill you up, baby. Gonnaimpregnateyou so fuckin' much!"

Grunting, Gabby forced the last portion of her cock that shehadn'tburied into her lover's depths to jam its way into her cunt, her sperm-tanksslappingagainst Robin's humongous ass. Robin's pussy lips clung to the futa's groin, practicallysuckingon her hairy skin as they held her in place; both of the connected-pair threw the heads back with accompanying, deafeningmoans, Gabby's cum-factories rumbling intensely, Robin launching into another climactic display of euphoria. Once more they were bothsoakedto the bone by the mix of fluids volleying from the cow-witch!

Gabby took a moment to study her girlfriend's current rapturous state. Her extended, floppy tongue, her quivering, splashing tits, and the hair on her…arms!? Shaking her head, Gabby did a double-take to make sure that her eyes weren't playing tricks on her; but, when she looked again, it was clear that theyweren't. Where there hadn't been a single strand of hair before, there was now a smattering of white, black-spottedfurcovering a portion of Robin's forearms and biceps, the rest of her ethereal complexion separating the patches. Darting her eyes side to side, Gabby now noticed that the same coat was visible on the witch's thighs, just like a, a…

Acowof course!

Whatever potion or spell that Robin had cast on herself was clearlystillaffecting her! The lactation, horns, tail, and nowthis- had the witch beentryingto transform herself into some sort of a cow person!? Her thrusts slowed as she considered the implications of what Robin had done; while she didloveher girlfriend's expanded tits and milk and ballooned curves, she was alsoworriedthat the enhancement or whatever had gone farther than the witch had planned. Just like last time. Gabby silently hoped that this wouldn't all end up beingpermanent.

A needyclenchingof Robin's cunt pulled the futa away from her dread and back to the task at hand - that would just have to be something to deal withafterthey were both satiated. She resumed her fervent fucking, her ballsplappingagainst Robin's huge ass, trying to refocus on the pleasure she was giving and receiving. The bulge of her cock in her girlfriend's belly reached high enough to touch the area where the witch's titsbegan, her member nearly as long as Robin's entire torso, and the sight of it made just Gabrielle hammer herself forward with further intensity.

Pumps of precum poured from Gabby's purple tip, splashing directly into Robin's womb, filling it like the futa had the witch's stomach only a short while before; that same bloated midsection pushed down on her cock throughout their coupling, adding to her ecstasy, the feeling of all the semenswirlingaround inside of her bowels gifting Gabby a unique butpleasantsensation all its own. Her own sperm soaking into her appendage enhanced this warm-and-wet euphoric experience several times over, seeminglyeveryaspect of the sex bringing Gabby pleasure - and pleasure that Robin wasalsoreveling in!

Each reaming of the ramrod sent Robin's body jerking backwards, only the pillows cushioning her back and Gabrielle's grasp on her waist keeping her fromshootingoff the colossal cock coring out her cunt. Robin's hands weren't doing much to help in this regard either, her fingers staying in the vicinity of her nipples, holding them both for supportandto continue milking herself, draining her tits of the practicallybottomlesssupply of ambrosia flowing through them. Had Gabby owned a headboard, it surely would have createdcratersin the wall from their numerous and constant love-making sessions!

Gabby continued to be surprised by the fact that Robin hadn't failed to stop 'mooing', her girlfriend never making any other sound except accompanying wordless moans and screams. It was impressive, really! But she was determined to change this, seeing it almost like a self-appointedchallenge, a kind of test she'd unknowingly signed up for; because of this, Gabby's thrusts continued to grow rougher and more vicious, her groinbashinginto Robin's whenever their bodies met, strings of mixed fluids connecting and snapping between them. Teeth clenched tightly, her beautiful eyes furrowed in concentration, her musclesburning- Gabby planned on fucking Robin until she physicallycouldn't.

Even if that meant she'd hit her orgasm sooner than planned!

"You're not going to have to wait much longer, my cow," she panted, locking eyes with Robin again, "I'm gonna breed yousoon! And then I'll breed you again after that until you can't move anymore!"

"Moo!"

"And you'll finally say something else too!"

Growling, Gabby thundered herself against Robin, pounding into her so savagely she was afraid that one of them might end up withbruiseswhen all was said and done with! Her cock made horridsuckingnoises each time it slipped out of the witch's cunt, the same sounds occurring when her girthmuscledits way back through her girlfriend's gaped hole, beating it into submission - which was probablyalreadythe case. With how much the pair had sex there was more than likely nootherdick that could satisfy the transformed woman! But that didn't stop Gabby from making it an absolutereality, desiring Robin for herself and herselfalone.

Though that was also the truth, Gabby continued on like it wasn't. Sweat combined with milk dripped from her features, her limbs, and her breasts, bits of spittle spraying from her lips from how hard she was pushing herself. She leaned over Robin and took her lips in her own, pulling her into a fierce kiss, Gabby's tongue swiftly shooting into her girlfriend's mouth; Robin kissed her back, but again seemed somewhatdumbfoundedby the affection act - though Gabby scarcely paid this any attention. The monstrously-hung futanari was just toobusyfucking her lover with everything she had!

Crotches slapped together. Swollen balls bounced off of massive ass cheeks. Gigantic, jiggling tits mashed into an entire soaked torso. It was everything either of them could have wanted from a conjoining of their beings and more, Gabby and Robin's senses heightened by pleasure, nerve-endings burning with ecstasy. Robin's pussy splashed feminine fluids, the cowified-witch struck by climax after climax, each one brought on by nothing more than a handful ofravenouspistons from her lover - pistons that packed her full of futa meat from her chubby labia all the way to her extended, warpedwomb.

Knowing she wouldn't be able to resist the call of her climax for more than a few more minutes, Gabrielle managed to find the strength to increase her pace one final time, her bodyleapingoff of Robin's like she was belly-flopping on a trampoline. Disengaging from the kiss, she pressed her head against her girlfriend's shoulder, her eyes scanning their intertwined figures; she gave a goofy grin upon spotting that Robin's abdomen had only engorged further, her pre-packed womb adding to the corpulence of her stomach, her belly button jewelry strained against her contorting flesh, giving her the appearance that Gabby had already bred heronce.

And this is what it took to push her over the edge.

"Here it c-comes, Robin!" Gabby sputtered, lifting herself up, momentarily forgetting her role in the salacious performance, "Get ready to get awombfulof my cum, my, erm, cow! Your stud is gonna breed you!"

"Mooo! Moo! Mooooooo!"

Each of these animalistic noises were made with ashriekingvolume.

"Fuuuck!"

Slamming herself one last time into her partner, Gabby shimmied her hips, grinding herself against Robin, her preposterous package going through its last set of changes - a further swelling of her cock, enlarging of her sperm-sack, the accompanying rumbling. Robin climaxed before Gabrielle did, screaming a series of 'moos', jug-filling quantities of milk spraying from her studded-nipples, pussy exploding. Both of their eyes rolled back in their sockets simultaneously, Gabby's mouth opening in a soundless scream. Her entire body twitched – including the enormity jutting from her groin – as she reached her peak.

The imprint of Gabby's glans in Robin's chest vanished. Replacing it was aballoonthat inflated the witch's milk-drenched skin, her womb visibly expanding; this was the futa's commencing salvo of seed taking shape, the beam of ball brew battering against the back wall of Robin's stretched baby-chamber. This sphere of semen grew until it couldn't maintain its form, breaking apart only seconds after it appeared and flooding back into Robin's depths. Splashing down across Gabby's pulsating length and through her girlfriend's passage, it settled with a noticeablewobbleof the bimbofied-woman's stomach.

Another lengthy streamer took its place immediately after, Gabby's fountaining futa fluid flinging from her glans rapidly; she bucked wildly against Robin with each consecutive spurt, piping her girth in and out of her cunt, the witch's lower-lips clingingdesperatelyto her jerking shaft. All of her virile seedstayedinside of Robin's canal and womb, preciselynoneof it leaking from her cavernous pussy - just how theybothwanted it! Every bombardment of potency distended Robin's flesh, the creamy hoses of cum bulging her skin like it was trying to break free of their confines.

"Moooo!
"Yes, baby! Take it! Take it all! I have so much cum to give you!"

The proof of Gabby's words was exemplified by Robin's stomach. Her once paunch-like bump had onlygrownsince the futa's orgasm had begun, expanding with each geyser of semen that made its home in her womb; so large had it inflated that Robin's tits were actively being forcedapartby her expanding rotundness, her cum-packed organ extending her abdomen higher and higher. This wasn't stopping either, Gabby determined to unleash every drop of dense seed she possessed in her trembling cum-churners into her girlfriend, a moan bubbling from her lips when Robin's bulging-belly pressed against her torso.

And it onlycontinuedto swell! Gabby's persistent progeny pissing didn't pause, this orgasmalsoas prodigious as her last. Her climax sapped her strength, her arms wobbling as they clutched Robin's writhing thighs, her body held up by as much of its own volition as it was Robin's engorged abdomen - and abdomen that had grown so much that it was now pushing the futa away from her partner! The witch's stomach had bloated to such a degree that she already lookedpregnant, jiggling violently as it warped larger, her cunt-muscles pulling fresh gallons of cum from Gabby's balls through her shaft.

Sloshing like her milk-fattened tits, Robin's stomach rose so high that had she been laying flat it would have obscured sight of her face - something her outrageous bust already more than adequately did! Her womb distended with such an unheraldedvolumeof seed that her midsection started to roll over sides and the tops of her limbs, replacing her breasts in that regard; her belly even sagged onto Gabby'scock, giving the futa the feeling that she was splayed atop a massiveball. Gabby moaned at the sensation, giving another jerk of her hips as though she could bury her throbbing, aching extremity evendeeperinto her girlfriend.

Growth slowing as Gabrielle's climax did, Robin ended the salacious sexual session looking utterlyspherical. It was like she'd swallowed an entirepumpkin, truly giving her the appearance that she was a cow heavy with a calf - a calf ortwo! Groaning wearily, her cock spilled any remnants of her orgasm in a consistentdribble, Gabby slowly rose, releasing Robin's hips, her posture straightening; her eyes shot open upon witnessing her handiwork. Robin was fuckinghuge! She almost couldn't believe that she'd managed to alter her girlfriend's form to such an extreme in such a short time, a feeling ofregretflooding through her like her cum had through the witch's womb.

Or at least it would have if Robin hadn't 'mooed' happily once she'd caught her breath!

"Fuck, Robin,lookat you!" Gabby exclaimed, shuffling backwards, putting a hand on her sore member, "Is my little cowhappythat she got bred?"

"Moo! Moo!"

"Damn, you're really committed to the whole 'cow' thing aren't you?"

Robin cocked her head at her girlfriend, her expression forming into something that resembled confusion.

"Well, shit, I think I have another in me, so maybethatwill do the trick!"

"Moo!"

Though it felt like Robin wasmockingher by repeating that same word endlessly, Gabby didn't let it get to her - it only made hermoredetermined to get her girlfriend to speak, if anything! She withdrew her member little by little, making her way to the other side of the bed, her cock's dark complexion colored a brightwhite, slathered head to base in her load. Cum began to gush from Robin's pussy upon its uncorking, a cascade of cock-cream chasing Gabby's colossus; this was followed by adeflatingof the witch's stomach, her womb releasing the climactic flood sloshing within it.

Heaving her heavy mass of meat out of Robin's sex, Gabby groaned in relief once it was freed, giving it a few gentle strokes that coaxed more cum from its glans. Robin let out a sorrowful 'moo' once the futa's appendage exited her depths, her hips thrusting into the air again and again, clearly desiringmore; Gabby rolled her eyes and chuckled. Her girlfriend could be such aslutsometimes! Stretching her sore arms and twisting her torso back and forth, Gabrielle eyed her partner, deciding what her next course of action would be; or, more accurately,howshe was going to proceed.

She studied Robin's body. The fur lining her limbs, her horns, her milk-swollen tits… if Robin insisted onactinglike a cow, then maybe Gabby would just have totreather like one! A smile formed on the futa's lips, an idea taking shape in her tired brain, her cock giving a powerfulthrobat the obscene thoughts racing through her pleasure-numbed brain. Waddling back over to Robin, Gabby stroked her draining-stomach and kissed her lover on her forehead, brushing a strand of sodden hair from the witch's face; Robin just fluttered her long eyelashes back, 'mooing' repeatedly.

"Get on your hands and knees!" Gabby suddenly commanded, her voice deepening, "I'm gonna take you like the cow you are - frombehind!"

"MOOO!"

Gabby was nearly knocked over from how urgently Robin followed the order, the witch pushing her to the side in an uncharacteristic show of uncaring. As the curly-haired futa teetered back and forth in an attempt to catch her balance, she continued to watch Robin get into position, her girlfriend moving withsurprisingswiftness; she acted like shewasn'tweighed down by all the dense cum in her womb and gallons of milk in her breasts! She did nearlytoppleover several times as she attempted to get to her knees and roll around, clearly off-balance by the liquid-heft splashing around inside of her.

Once Robin had assumed the position, her huge ass shaking up into the air and her tail whipping back and forth excitedly above it, Gabby proceeded to move around her. Distracted, she had trouble focusing on the task at hand, tooabsorbedby the salacious figure presenting itself to her; there was onlyjustenough room for Robin to plant her hands and knees, the area below her occupied byallof her uncontrollably gravid, jiggling parts. Indeed, Robin's gigantic bust swallowed upeveryinch of space above her stomach to her chin, her stomach engulfing the rest of the distance between her torso and the bed while also pressing into the top of her thick thighs.

Saddling herself up behind Robin, Gabby reached out and palmed her girlfriend's smooth, bouncing cheeks, pulling them apart to unveil what lay between them, her tail wagging in front of her face. There was her tiny, untouched pink asshole that had so far goneundesecratedby the futa's unholy rod, the couple having not gone that far yet; but what restedunderit was the treasure that Gabby sought. Massively distended. Bruised a dark, scarlet-hue.Waterfallingheaps of semen from its cratered, puffy lips. It was exactly what Gabby hadwantedto see - Robin's cunt in all its well-worn glory!

Unable to resist herself, Gabby cupped her partner's sex with a semen-and-milk dripping hand, pulling a needy 'moo' from Robin. Massaging her palm into the sodden mound, she rubbed her fingers across it, feeling the burningheatemanating from the bimbo-witch's sex, toying with Robin's enlarged clit as she did; Robin bucked herself back at Gabby, a spray of girl-cum joining the dollops of seed flowing from her slit. Gabby allowed this mix of fluids to wash over her paw, sliding it down to her cock and slathering the concoction over her royal-colored glans.

Nowshe was ready to fuck Robin again!

"Ready, my, umheffer?" Gabby cringed at how stupid it felt to say that, though Robin's cunt visiblytwitchedat the question, "Ready for your stud to breed you again?"

"Moo! Mooooooo! Moo moo!"

"Good girl! I'm gonna mount you now, my cow!"

"Moo!"

Rising up on her knees, Gabby pointed her cock up towards Robin's cavernous sex, her other hand holding her steady by her ridiculous rear that rode up her spine. Rapping her cockhead against her girlfriend's pussy roughly, juicessplatteringbetween them with each impact, Gabby snuggled up her glans against Robin's chubby lower-lips; once more her labiaaloneseemed to be able to swallow the entirety of the futa's girthy crown, even the first inch or so of Gabby's shaft disappearing into her engorged folds. She teased Robin for a few minutes longer, building up the anticipation.

Gabby thenflungher steely member into Robin with much more swiftness and savagery than she had previously. Knowing the bovined-witch needed no warming-up, Gabrielle fucked her like she was picking back up from where she'd left off, sinking venous portions of her shaft through Robin's welcoming hole without any hesitation, moaning as her giant dick was greeted by slimywarmth. Removing her hand from her virile weapon, she slapped it down onto Robin's other huge ass-cheek, gripping both of the rounded mounds in her fingers, her digits squishing into the pliable piles of flesh.

"Mooo!"

"Fuck yes!"

Not bothering to halt her monstrous march through Robin's clenching canal, Gabby fucked her cock forward until her stomachthuddedagainst the witch's ass, her dastardly-diametered root buried into the raven-haired woman's cunt. She'd fully hilted her longsword in less than a minute! Gabrielle did pause there, however, giving herself time to bask in the tight, massaging hold of Robin's cunt and womb – her cervix not having had a chance to close back up – relishing the stimulation brought on by her previous load and Robin's juices dripping down onto her hair-coated sack, her bulbous, brewing balls grinding against her lover's erect clit.

She also took this moment to grope her girlfriend's ass. Slapping, fondling,squeezing- she enjoyed Robin'sotherset of curves to the fullest, equally as enamored by how they bounced against her flat stomach. Robin, however, wasnotas inclined to appreciate the lack of action! The cowified-woman rocked her very voluptuous figure against the monumental mass of meat molding her cunt to its shape, her assplappingrepeatedly against Gabrielle, who was fine with allowing Robin to take the lead.

At least for now!

Matching Robin's full-body thrusting, Gabby performed shallow pumps of her hips back into her. This was slow-going initially, this portion of their mating session not having built up the urgency the previous one eventually reached; this did seem toannoyRobin, and she 'mooed' incessantly like she waspleadingwith Gabrielle to fuck her harder! But she wasn't going to give in - not yet. No, Gabby bided her time, only giving Robin the laziest, mostcasualshaft-stuffing that she could, forcing herself to hold back her true desires, fighting against her surging sex-drive.

This wasn't an easy task, Robin's alluring figure and enticing behavior drawing Gabby into her, the futa's nailsdigginginto the witch's ass-acreage in self-inflicted frustration. Teeth clenched, she closed her eyes and maintained her leisurely pace, the colliding of their genitalia losing its rhythm; had Gabby been aless-endowedindividual, her cock would have slipped out from the erratic fucking! But due to her forearm-shaming length and how damntightof a seizing Robin's inner-walls maintained on her vein-marbled obelisk, her trouser-anacondastayed put, never more than half of it leaving her transformed-girlfriend's sloppy, fertile prison.

But she could only deny her libido for so long. Though they weren't exactlyswift, Gabby's measured thrusts picked up their pace, her hips moving slightly faster, her torso straightening for better leverage; almost like she couldsenseher girlfriend's changing temperament, Robin also increased her self-fucking on the futa's pole, her animalistic-bellows raising in volume. Feeling her balls batter against Robin's clit and mound repeatedly – loudthwacksfilling the bedroom – sent further surges of arousal through her body, ecstatic heat flourishing deep within her.

Her eyes remained glued to Robin's split-slit, watching just how Goddamnsexythe witch's sex looked with her cock in it; it really did seem that the pair weremadefor each other, Gabby's member slotting into Robin's pussyperfectly. The way her girlfriend's insides wrapped around her oversized appendage, constantly squeezing it, pressing down on her venous length, never faltering, the velvety warmth and moistness… it was enough to make the futaswoon! Or at least itwouldhave had her lust not fully consumed her only moments later, Gabby's lips pulling back into a bestialsnarl, her briefly-forgotten mission returning front and center to her mind.

Last vestiges of control crumbling, Gabby suddenly stopped altogether. Robin peered at her from over her shoulder, her huge, teary eyes staring at her girlfriend curiously,begging. Without a word Gabby stood up – keeping herself inserted as deeply as possible into Robin's womb as she did – planted her feet as firmly into the sexual-secretion-flooded sheets, and hunched over. Sliding a hand off of Robin's ass, she directed it up the witch's spine and grabbed her thin shoulder. Rearing her hips back, she let a pregnant pause pass, her own bubbly behind sticking out high in the air.

"Time to getbred, Robin!"

Before Robin could even let out a 'moo' in response, Gabbyslammedinto her. A single, unbrokenripplespread from Robin's ass, down her thighs, and across her deflated-but-still-gravid stomach and leaking tits, the shockwaveforcingthe bimbo-cow's head to sink into her own cleavage; Gabby's hips and balls smashed into Robin's backside, her bitch breakerslurpingback into her girlfriend's cock-craving cunt. And that was all it took to send the freshly-speared woman into an orgasmicfit, her whole figure shaking violently, a new torrent of pussy juiceblastingout of her.

Gabby did it again. And again. And thenagain. Each strike of her abdomen against Robin's ass, her colossus straight into the back of her girlfriend's warped womb, her balls into the human-cow's stomach sending quakes of unmatchedeuphoriathrough them both. Robin was quickly transformingagain, this time into a machine that did nothingbutcum, her 'mooing' reaching an ear-piercing pitch that alerted people down theblockto the going-ons of the one bedroom apartment, her cunt gushing an endless river of feminine fluids.

Muscling her thickness into her lover with unrestrainedsavagery, Gabby couldn't stop, wouldn't stop, didn't even knowhowto stop. All she understood in that moment, in that single stretched instance, was that she wanted - no,neededto make Robin say something other than 'moo' for the first time since she'd arrived home. Sure, she also hoped to see Robin happy and satisfied – something she was doingverywell at – along with herself, but her one, unmatched goal was to break her girlfriend out of her little 'act' and finally get to the bottom of what was going on. So she fucked Robin, fucked her harder than she had since their first night together, fucked her like it was thelastchance she would ever get to.

"Mooooooooo! Moo! Moo moo moo moo moo!"

Those fuckin' noises. The splashing and splattering of Robin's squirted affection against both the couples' bodies. Each ripples and jiggle andsloshthe cowified-witch's figure was made to undergo from the ravenous,brutalpounding of her backside. All of it aroused Gabby to such a degree that it felt like her heart would burst through her chest, that her cock wouldexplodefrom strain, that her entire being wouldcollapsein exhaustion. It fueled her, drove her onward forevermore, gave her the strength she required to do…whateverit was that she was hoping to accomplish with this fierce form of fucking.

Not only was Gabrielle using her entire multitude of cataclysmically-circumferenced inches to plunge into her girlfriend's slackened hole, but she was also doing it at ablindingspeed. She was fucking Robin like a futanari possessed, using the angle of her body and her purchase on the voluptuous woman's parts to throwallof herself into the action, the cheap wooden frame that held up the bed creaking under her. Each rampage of her ridiculous raider into Robin's womb was succeeded by a carnalglorpingruckus like she was stomping through a swamp.

Streaks of pearly pre both gushed from Gabby's ginormous glans into Robin's baby-sac, and spritzed from her pummel pussy simultaneously, the maelstrom of liquid – the witch's fluid arousal persistent with each punishingplowagainst her – drenched her own thighs, ass, and the entirety of the futa's front, droplets spraying in every direction like a mouth spitting up a drink; so torrential was this sticky output that even Robin's sperm-refillinggutwas plastered in the ejaculatory mess! Though neither of the people involved in this lurid affair were paying their surroundings any attention, the carpet surrounding the bed was thoroughlysaturatedby the flood pouring onto it.

Due to their positioning and Gabby's angle of assault, her cockheadbarreledinto the underside of Robin's tits frominsideof her; the imprint of her enormity in her girlfriend that neither of them could see could certainly befeltas it stretched Robin's liquid-tautened flesh and bruised her bust. If Robin's breasts weren't so fuckingheavythey would have swayed wildly from the brutality of their beating, bouncing against her own chin instead,sloshinglouder than ever. That same chest-swelling fluid gushed onto the bed, spreading out from below the cowified-woman, and seeping onto her blushing skin.

"Yeah youlovethis don't you? My fucking cow!" Gabby's goads came out instutters, her breathing ragged as she powered herself into Robin, "You love my cum and my cock and the way I fuck you!Don'tyou!?"

"MOOO! Moo! Mooooo!"

"Fucking Goddamnit!"

Gabby screamed in frustration, not understandingwhyRobin wouldn't say anything else to her. She'd never acted like this before! Her girlfriend was always filling the air with vulgarity and pleas formorewhen they had sex, her words as impassioned as their coitus was - so why was todaydifferent!? Robin's refusal to shriek anything but 'moos' was actuallyupsettingGabby, so she used that as fuel to fuck her with increasing level of viciousness; she wanted Robin topraiseher like she usually did!

The consecutive bashing of herself into Robin's ass was turning the gigantic cheeksred, a scarlet-hue covering all of their enormity, her prehensile-appendage unmoving; sometime during this violent mating, the witch's tail had momentarily flattened against her arched-spine, and thenstayedthere, glued to her flesh by the paste-like substance pouring across her figure from every side. Gabby had been tempted to pull on it and use it as a kind ofleash, but knowing that it was attached to her girlfriend's body made her reconsider the urge, not wanting to hurt Robin in a way shedidn'tlike.

But that didn't stop her from doing everything and anything to give the witch the kind of pain shecraved. Slapping both of her jiggling spheres of ass-meat roughly, plowing her monstrous weapon into Robin's muscle-collapsed cunt, aiming herself in a way that allowed her ponderous progeny-packed pouch to pound into her girlfriend's clit - it was all the manners in which sheusuallypleasured her partner, now with unusual results! Robin was cumming herbrainsout practically with each fervent thrust into her depths, but she wasn't asking for more or a break or anything of the sort!

So Gabby continued to core out her lover, sustaining the familiar lightning-fast ferocity every second since she'd initially chosen it, her feet nearly lifting off the bed like she wasleapinginto Robin's cunt. Her body was literallydrippingwith sweat, more so than any of the milk or fem-cum that stained her light-brown complexion, her vision blurred by the droplets that hung off her eyelashes. Pre-seed shot out in rapid ropes into Robin's womb, her stomach reinflated to the size it had reached before its temporary draining, the frothing pearly paste bubbling around her slack lower-lips, the witch's absurdly stretched hole struggling to maintain its grip on the unforgiving beam wrecking her insides.

Sensing her orgasm beginning to rear its ugly head, Gabby was somewhatgladthat it was revealing itself; she was so exhausted by this point she didn't know if she'd be able to keep up her unrelenting pace – oranypace, for that matter – for much longer! Her legs wobbled weakly under her and her hands quivered where they held Robin's body, her chest rising and falling so fast it was becoming hard for her to catch her breath. Gabby couldn't remember the last time she'd given herself such a strenuous workout!

Luckily her break was on the horizon.

"Gonna cum again, cow," Gabrielle warned her 'mooing' partner, rolling her eyes around so she didn't pass out, "y-your stud is gonna breed you again, and all that. You know what I'm trying to say!"

"Mooo!" Robin's voice was muffled by her pillowy-cleavage, but her head shook back and forth rapidly and she renewed her backwards bucking, "Moooo! Moooo!"

Gabby roared.

Hips slamming into Robin, she didn't resume her thrusts right after, pushing herself into her girlfriend deeply, Gabby letting out a loud moan upon feeling her inflating glans sink into a mass of titty-meat through the womb sheathing it. Body shaking, she fell forward, splaying her torso across Robin's back, her hands moving towards the witch's waist; her sore, throbbing cock trembled against the bimbo-cow's clenching passage and deformed baby-chamber, her baby-batter-bubbling balls burbling, rounding out and gaining heft until her scrotum was as stretched as Robin's depths were.

A second of stillness later, and the opening salvo to her orgasm commenced. Gabby nearly slipped from Robin's body, the intensity of her climax electrifying her toes all the way to brain numbing her very consciousness, drool spilling from her lips onto the witch's spine. Her first explosion of virility came out in a multi-pelletsplatter, like the super-hung futanari was firing off a rifle filled with buckshot. This initial burst of ball brewhailedagainst the back of Robin's womb, the skin of stomach popping out in numerous spots like a baby was kicking inside of her.

As soon as this wild spray ended, the more expectedstreamof semen followed immediately, Gabby's urethra distending, engorged with so much seed it felt like it wouldtearif any of the swimmer-packed slime trudged through its length. The ensuing fountaining of fuck fluid joined the gallons of cum from the futa's previous load, the vast majority of the goopy potency having made its home in the witch's womb. It took several minutes for there to be any visiblesignthat Robin's stretched-organ was being crammed with the creamy concoction, though she and Gabby of course knew it was happening.

"Oh… Robin… so good…"

"Mooo!"

Tidal waves of semen crashed through the white sea occupying Robin's womb, searching for space to inhabit, and, upon finding none that existed, proceeded to thencreatea larger room. As the raging hurricane of sludge-like sperm collided together, the untoldgallonsof cum began to push the spongy walls surrounded themoutward, forcing the witch's most sacred of organs to shift and alter once more, bulging out at every angle as it expanded to a new, ridiculous size, one that's only purpose could be toattemptto contain a flood of Biblical proportions.

Already wider than the torso it hung off of, Robin's midsection ballooned rapidly. From the front it pressed into her tits until the smothering-globes were being pushed in the opposite direction that they unnaturally sagged, the witch's bust engulfing the sides of her drooping head and rolling over the pillows she'd been laying on. From the sides her gravid belly extended until it reached her outstretched arms, momentarily folding around Robin's hands before itliftedthem into the air, providing all the support she needed. From the bottom the bimbo-cow's inflated gut did the same to her thighs, warring against their thickness until they gave out and there wasnothingbut her own massive orb of flesh keeping her aloft, her limbs flailing pointlessly.

Gabby was experiencing a similar sensation. Robin's stomach had grown so grotesquelycorpulentthat it was now touching the futa from under her air-lifed legs, her gurgling gut wiggling against Gabby's calves - it also elevated her balls, cushioning them, so obscenely rotund that Robin's sphere of skin was touching herowncunt. The alien feeling coddling her lower-half made Gabrielle flutter her eyes open and slide her head across her girlfriend's back; her jaw-dropping and her breath jamming in her throat upon witnessing what she wasactivelydoing to Robin.

She'd never cum inside of her so much before - at least not atonce!

Worried for Robin's well-being more than anything else in that moment, Gabrielleforcedherself to move, pushing herself off of her girlfriend's back, the hyper-inflated woman's absurdly-expanded stomach only wobblingfasterfrom the added weight of the futa's body. Stumbling into a crouch, Gabby wrapped her fingers around the base of her bucking beast, squeezing it with as much pressure as she could muster, trying to cut off the flow off her catastrophic load; she waddled backwards, groaning as Robin's cunt convulsed around her cock and tried to suck her back in.

It was a slow process, every inch that Gabby wrenched from her partner's velvety, twitching folds sapping her strength bit by bit. Collections of cum collapsed out of Robin's cunt, clinging to the futa's cock; her fresh geysers of virile cream stopped beaming directly into Robin's womb, pluming out around the distension of her pussy instead, re-splattering Gabby's body. Biting her plump lower lip roughly enough to nearly make it bleed, Gabrielle continued to unprison her member, her hulking behemoth scraping against Robin's lips, her gnarled arteries snagging on anything and everything they could, making the task even morearduousthan it already was.

After what felt like an eternity – Gabby's orgasm persisting unabated – she popped her hole-wrecker free. Instantly she toppled over, landing on her ass with a voluminoussplash, the raining of sperm, milk, and pussy juice raining onto her akin to the feeling of someone cannonballing into a pool right beside her. Unwilling to wilt or pause its record-setting release, Gabby's cock flexed in her fingers, both of her hands jerking upwards from the strength of its instinctive reaction to no longer being cunt-buried; her head drooped against her shoulders with another moan, her arms lazily stroking her achingly, concrete-stiff shaft.

"F-Fuuuck!"

Sight hazy, Gabby watched through glazed-over, beautiful brown irises as the rest of her climax commenced, her consciousness dangling by a thread. Essentially of its own accord, her cock launched gooey missile after gooey missile of off-white progeny-packed viscosity towards Robin, her cum-cannon's aim true; the unquantifiably massive streamers bombed across her girlfriend's body, drenching her from horned-head to her fat ass - along with, of course, her absolutelydevastatedsemen-swollen stomach that was nearly as tall as she herself was, and much,muchwider. Moaned, muffled 'moos' screamed out from under the mountain of pliable flesh.

The scalding fluid washed over Robin, each successive spray of sticky seed soaking into her skin, hiding any discerning features the witch possessed - any thatweren'ther oversized, liquid-filled parts. Tattoos on her thigh and arm were covered completely, Robin's piercings similarly disappearing from view, only a heaping pile or steaming puddle of cock-sauce in their places. Her horns and tail similarly vanished, giving her the appearance shehadn'ttransformed herself for the second time in a month, her hair dyed white, her limbs given the likeness of pearlescenticicles.

During Robin's cum-coating, Gabby did her best to take in what she'd done to the person she cared a whole lot about. She caught a glimpse of her girlfriend's cunt before it was summarily saturated with seed; cavernous, loose, a bright red in color - even some of Robin's internal canal peered from her beaten-into-slackness labia, like Gabby had managed topullher pussy inside out. Robin's stomach was the most grandiose part of her that had changed, having grown so immense it practically took up the entirety of the tophalfof the bed, her hands and feet barely cresting its super-sized spheroid shape. Even while not being pumped full of sperm, Gabby could see her partner's womb undulate and wobble like a war was being fought within it.

She'd definitely owe Robin an apology after this!

Gabby counted her blessings when she felt her orgasm slow, her balls rumbling with less vigor, her monstrous member rutting into the air with reduced power. Cum continued to pour from her tip, mostly in the form of a consistent trickle, occasional ropes flinging from her glans and layering the more-than-likelyruinedsheets between her and Robin. Removing her hands from her pulsating shaft, Gabrielle wiped some sweat – andotherfluids – from her forehead before gripping her pained thighs, massaging them gently, every muscle in her body feeling like they'd been put through thewringer. Good lord she'd be hurting tomorrow!

She gazed at Robin again, her concern returning upon observing that the witchwasn'tmoving - at least not for the most part! Her engorged gut shook under its own volition, and Gabrielle thought she could make out her girlfriend's cunt twitching from under the sloppy barrier of ball brew she'd painted over it, aftershocks of residual orgasms still washing over the ballooned-woman; had Gabby not been frightened by what'd she accomplished, she would have rolled her eyes in exasperation. Where in the hell did shefinda woman so insatiable!?

Groaning, Gabby got to her hands and feet and crawled towards the overinflated, overproportioned woman in front of her, wincing as her sensitive, softening member dragged through the lake of cum under her. It felt like she was dragging herself through the thickest mud to ever exist, her fingers sinking into piles of semen that her knees wouldglorpback out of only moments later; adding to her difficulties in moving was the fact that she had tocircleRobin to find her face, Gabby nearly falling off the bed due to how much of it her girlfriend's jiggling, absurd mass took up. Cramming herself between the wall and Robin's stomach, she was finally able to rest next to her loving partner.

"Hey baby, you doing okay?" She chuckled nervously, brushing cum and strands of matted hair from Robin's face, "I didn't go too hard on you, did I? Sorry if I did, I just got so…caught upin it all that I sorta lost control for a while there. Sorry about that."

Hearing the futa's voice and feeling her touch, Robin yanked her head out of her skull-enveloping cleavage, her tits pushed so high her milk-squirting nipples were pointing towards the ceiling.

"Moo? Moo!"

Gabrielle scowled.

"Seriously Robin, you're still doing that? You can stop now - I'm tired of this whole roleplaying thing."

"Moo?"

"Come on, please? I want to actually talk to you, I have a lot of questions about what you did to yourself!"

Robin only twisted her head to the side and stared back at her girlfriend, her huge eyes – that werestillcrying – vacant, absent of any higher-form of thought.

"Maybethiswill do it!"

Bending over, Gabby kissed Robin's forehead, down the side of her sperm-slathered visage, until she found her lips, giving her a deepsmooch.

"How was that?" Gabby smiled at her, a sense ofgloatinglighting up her features, "Didthatdo the trick!?"

The only response that she received was Robin extending her long, thick tongue and giving her a softlickacross the cheek, a saddened 'moo' emanating from her lips.

"Robin, what the fu–"

Gabrielle's briefly-confident expressiondissipated.

"Wait, does that… did you…?" Realization hit her like a collapsing roof, Gabby's eyes widening, her countenance conforming to something akin tohorror, "Robin did you actually turn yourself into acow!?"a

To her growing alarm, Robin gave her a dumb smile back and nodded her head.

"Mooo!"

"I-I-I–"

As if she was trying to help further solidify her perplexed partner's sudden understanding, Robin reached out and took hold of Gabby's softened-but-huge cock, 'mooing' happily as she brought it to her lips. Gabrielle was too stunned, too paralyzed by the freight train of knowledge she'd been struck by to react; she didn't move at all when Robin began to nurse on her bulbous cockhead, not evencringingfrom the stimulation her overly-sensitive member was experiencing. She couldn't do anythingbutconsider the weight of the witch's actions and words - or lack thereof.

It couldn't be…couldit!? Could Robin have seriously transformed herself into some sort ofcow-person? And, most importantly, was it something she did onpurpose? From what Gabby knew of her girlfriend, it seemed unlikely - she always assumed the best of Robin, and therefore didn't think the witch had altered herself so severelyagain. No, like with what had happened with the beautification potion – and possiblybecauseof its unexpected side-effects – Gabrielle took a guess that this was anaccident; Robin must have messed up the spell in some way without realizing it!

Wait, that was it! The spell - or, more appropriately, thepotion– that Robin had used must have gone awry, the remnants of which was still a scattered mess in Gabby's kitchen! She focused hard, still ignoring her girlfriend's attempts at sucking lifeintoher deflated appendage, remembering everything she'd seen when she'd arrived earlier; there was the cauldron, all the ingredients and the empty jug of milk, along with Robin's so-called 'grimoire' that Gabrielle had tried to read through. Her brain struggled to put it all together, the pieces not quite falling together until her wandering vision latched onto something she hadn't been paying much attention to up to that point - Robin's huge nipples that werelactating.

It was the milk!

"You didn't mean to do this, did you?" Gabby asked mournfully, petting her partner's head like she really was a cow, "You were trying to do something else to yourself but this… this is what happened."

The question and following statement didn't seem to reach Robin's cream-covered ears, and she continued to lap and slurp on the futa's cock without a care in the world.

"I don'twantyou to be like this though!"

Tears began to well in the corners of Gabby's eyes.

"I-I have to do something - there must be a way tofixyou!"

She stared at Robin for another long second, the wheels in her brain spinning swiftly. There had to be something in Robin's notebook that could tell her how to reverse this! Shaking her head and wiping at her eyes, Gabby grabbed her cock and coaxed it from Robin's lips, the bimbo-cow looking up at her with a distressed 'moo' - a sound that no longer frustrated the futa. Now it only made her sad. Leaning over, she kissed her girlfriend on the head once more and reassured her she'd be back as soon as she could.

Attempting to move as fast as possible, Gabby slid backwards off of the bed, Robin's hands reaching out desperately for her; the curly-haired futanari's feet landed on the floor with asquelch, reminding her of the fluid-wrecking her and Robin had been the cause of. Not bothering to dress herself first, Gabrielle stepped through the swampy muck quickly-but-carefully, making her way straight to the door, her soft cock slapping off of her thighs.

Upon arriving at the exit of her bedroom, she turned her head and glanced at Robin, her bottom lip quivering as she sank deeper intodespair.

Because what she saw was her girlfriend 'mooing' loudly, already tugging at her nipples, pleasuring herself seemingly the only thing shecoulddo.

"I'll change you back," Gabby called out to her, hoping that she might get an actual response, "I promise!"

"Moo!"

Closing the door behind her, Gabby stepped into the living room. Instantly she was hit by a change in temperature and air quality, her nipples stiffening, her nostrils flaring to suck in a deep inhale of untainted oxygen; it was easy to miss just how musky andhumidthe bedroom got when lost in the throes of pleasure! Marching towards the kitchen, Gabby took a quick glance at the couch and TV, all of it making much more sense with everything she now knew. Shivering as her feet thudded onto the cold tile, she studied her surroundings.

Her hands darted out in random directions and began to grab Robin's belongings, taking them off the counter and stove to hold them to her face; she squinted at each piece like narrowing her eyes might help her understand what they were. This continued on for several minutes, her body moving automatically, her motions frantic and random. None of it made sense to her, and Gabby didn't even knowwhereto begin! What the fuck was she was supposed to do!?

"Stop! She commanded herself in a scolding tone, her fingers tightening into fists, salty-fluids forming in her sockets once more, "Juststop. You know what you need to do first, you can do this!"

Rolling her shoulders, Gabby slid over to the sink and turned it on, letting the water heat up. Pumping large dollops of soap from its bottle into her palms, she lathered her hands, arms, and face, scrubbing away the sexual dregs staining her skin with her fingernails like a surgeon preparing for an operation; then, she washed away the carnal grime, taking handfuls of water and spreading them across her body. She'd need arealshower when all was said and done! Once she was relatively 'clean' Gabrielle slapped her cheeks several times, waking herself up from her panic-induced trance.

The first order of business was to find where she'd tossed Robin's grimoire. Wiping her hands with a kitchen towel, she craned her neck in different directions until she located it; throwing the cloth back onto the counter, she snagged the notebook from the top of Robin's open duffel bag where she'd left it and turned to its first page. Instead of just flipping through it amusedly like she had before, Gabby looked at the names of each spell and potion scrawled at the top of each sheet, glad that her girlfriend's handwriting wasmostlylegible.

Her head spun at all the different things contained within the grimoire. Potions to increase libido, enchantments that changed people's skin color, notes on imbuing different items with magic - it really did read like a fantasy novel! Somewhere in the middle of it all, Gabby found what shesuspectedwas the likely culprit for what Robin had done to herself; it was simply titled 'Breast Expansion Potion' with a set of ingredients listed under it like on every other page. It made sense to her, considering the witch was always teasing her about how much she liked her chest!

Gabby's sorrow deepened upon realizing that Robin had done all of this forher.

"Okay, so…" She carefully read over the ingredients, scarcely recognizing evenhalfof the items and words written on the page, "this looks like it I guess? But I don't see anything about adding milk, so why…"

Her eyes eventually landed on the same thing Robin's had hours previously.

"What is this 'catalyst' that it's written here? It doesn't mention anything specific so maybe… maybe Robin didn'tknowwhat would give the potion the effect she wanted it to. Yeah, so - so she used milk. I get it. Women's breasts swell with milk and it makes them bigger but so do cows and so yeah. Yeah. Maybe she used too much of it?"

Gabby scratched at her cum-crusted locks as she tried to make sense of it all.

"Okay, so now Ikindaknow what Robin did to herself and possibly went wrong but… but that doesn't tell me how toreverseit."

Shoulders slumping, Gabby fought back her frustration, pulling the notebook back to her tired features.

"Theremustbe something in here about how to change her back!" She hadn't lost hope yet! "There just has to be!"

Trying to maintain the same steady pace and calmness, Gabrielle resumed her reading over of every page, feeling more defeated with each passing spell - each passing spell thatdidn'ttell her how to change her girlfriend back to the wonderful person she really was! It felt likehourshad flown by as she studied the grimoire like it was a textbook the night before a big test, looking in every corner and margin for anything that might be of use to her; it wasn't until the very last page that she discovered something, something that might be the key to undoingeverything.

The top of the page was simply titled 'Anti Magic Potion' with an exclamation point next to it. Could this be it? Unfortunately, Robin never wrote down the specifics of what any of the spells or potions actuallydid- which made sense to Gabby. Why would a confident, practiced witch like her girlfriend need a blurb to know what she was doing? Gabby's heart swelled with pride when she thought about how talented Robin was, but she quickly refocused on her goal, the finish linehopefullyin sight.

This 'Anti Magic Potion' seemed to be her best bet, so that's what she was going to attempt!

"But… fuck, I don't know what any of this stuff is!" Gabrielle groaned, the ingredients' names so strange they may have been written in another language, "Or what how to say this spell. I don–"

Oh duh, it was the twenty-first century and she had a device that contained all the information in the world on it!

"Okay, phone, yeah. I think I left it in my jeans…"

Setting the notebook back down, Gabrielle power-walked towards the bedroom, doing her best to not pay any heed to the lurid ruckus emanating from within it. Opening the door, she tip-toed in as quietly as she could, keeping her head down; Gabby was afraid that the sight of Robin – or what Robin would do if she sawher– might do to her. A fit of tears, if she had to guess. Picking up her soaked jeans off of the ground at the foot of the bed, she took her phone out and wiped it against her mostly-dry stomach, turning around to make her exit as she did.

But she couldn't resist - couldn't resist a quick peer at Robin. She was just as Gabby had left her, stuck on her ridiculously-inflated stomach – which had drained a significant volume of cum already – letting out 'moo' after 'moo' of ecstasy as she yanked on her pierced-nipples, Robin's tail having peeled itself from her back to lazily wave through the air. Milk sprayed out of them and against the wall Gabrielle's girlfriend was facing, drenching it in streaks of the white fluid, the cow-witch mindlessly lactating enough of the nurturing liquid to feed an entirecity.

At least she seemed happy…

Slammingthe door shut, Gabby checked her phone to make sure it still worked, doing anything she could to keep herself busy; thelastthing she needed was to suffer an emotional breakdown, to fall to the floor in failure. To her luck, the device was functioning – albeit while being verysticky– and the moment Gabrielle returned to the kitchen she picked up Robin's grimoire and flipped right back to the final page; she wasted not a single second in typing in all the ingredients she didn't recognize, opening tab after tab on her screen, each one filled with an assortment of pictures of plants and insects.

Gabrielle took each bottle, vial, and container of said-ingredients in turn and stared intensely at their contents, trying to figure out which ones matched up to the list on the notebook and resembled the pictures on her phone; the correct items she set to the side, the others that Robin had used in her bust-growth that she wouldn't need she moved farther away, wanting to avoid any accidental mix-ups. Analytic part of her brain kicking in, Gabby was struck by a brilliant idea that led to her opening up a drawer in her kitchen, pulling out a roll of tape and a marker, and actuallylabelingthe ingredients.

Thatshould make things much easier!

When there were things she'd needed that weren't amongst the scattered remnants of Robin's last potion, Gabrielle immediately went to the witch's duffel bag; she felt a bit bad for invading her girlfriend's privacy, but at least it was for a good cause. She was blessed by a bout of good luck once more, discovering that Robin had come to her apartment well-stocked, making the nude futa wonder if she might haveforeseensomething like this occurring. Whatever the case was, she found, after some rifling and searching, the rest of the ingredients buried amongst Robin's clothes, makeup, and accessories. Gabby labeled them as well, double andtriplechecking everything she had laid out before her to make absolutely certain there wasn't anything missing.

Turning on the sink, filling the cauldron with soap then water, and letting the remnants from Robin's last potion wash out of it, Gabby opened a page on her phone that would read the words she was supposed to say aloud, typing them in before she began to scrub the pot; she wasterrifiedby the idea that whatever her girlfriend had brewed up before might affect the concoction thatshewas going to be making. She listened carefully, reciting the spell quietly under her breath, committing it to memory. Whenever the feminine, robotic-voice cut off, she restarted it, elbowing her screen to make it repeat as many times as she needed.

Drying the cauldron and refilling it with water, she placed it on the stove over a flame. While waiting for it to boil, Gabrielle reread the order in which she was supposed to add the ingredients, also emptying some of the bottles into the pestle and mortar - Gabby having wiped it clean with a paper towel while the cauldron soaked. She paced around the kitchen nervously while she went to work, grinding the herbs and other things into a thin consistency, her eyes constantly darting towards her bedroom door.

When the cauldron began to steam and bubble, it was time to begin.

Doing her best to calm herself, she brought the grimoire back up to her face and began dumping the different ingredients into the cauldron. Once again, she checked what she was doing in an almostobsessiveway, reading the list in the notebook and the labels on the vials many times before proceeding; it kind of felt like she wascooking, like she was just making dinner for Robin instead of crafting a potion that could save herlife, in a sense. Gabrielle studied the bubbling concoction as it changed color, steadily darkening with each stir she gave it.

Dumping the last of the herbs into the brew and mixing up its contents one last time, Gabby restarted her phone's recitation of the spell she needed to chant, testing her memorization of the strange words until she was ready. And she was. Setting the notebook and her phone down, Gabby leaned over the cauldron, and recalled what she'd seen Robin do during the night they'd first met; unfortunately, the memoryfrightenedher and made her apprehension grow. What her girlfriend had gone through certainly hadn't lookedenjoyable!

"You got this girl. You candothis…"

Closing her eyes, Gabby began to recite the spell. Copying Robin, she stared deeply into the now utterlyblackliquid swirling around in the cauldron, a void staring back at her - though hopefully this wouldn't be the case fortoolong! Repeating the strange series of phrases again and again, Gabrielle felt a tingling sensation course through her, her body feelinglightlike she could float into the sky and disappear amongst the clouds. Doing her best to ignore this and assuming it was just a part of the enchantment, Gabrielle continued on, not planning to stop untilsomethinghappened.

She wouldn't have to wait for long. Almost like she was being controlled by an unseen force, her body began to tremble, her speech becoming sluggish; against her will, she felt her eyes roll back into her skull, blinding her, her hands gripping the counter in front of her with knuckle-whitening force. A tickle in her throat caused her to nearly startchoking, strained coughs andretchessputtering from her lips. Though unable to see it, wisps of colorless smoke drifted from her mouth, flowing through the air in front of her, filling the kitchen with enough tendrils to make it appear as though it was onfire.

Gabby gasped as the smoke billowing from her face was sucked into the cauldron. Like a whirlpool had opened in the potion, it spun and consumed all of the visible signs of magic being cast,shakingatop the stove, rattling violently. This lasted for what felt like aneternity, but once the last of the tendrils had left Gabby's mouth, her agency returned. She collapsed in a fit of gags and hacks.Thatwas what Robin went through whenever she wanted to cast a spell!? What the fuck!? Blinking the tears from her eyes, Gabrielle rose back to her feet and grabbed the counter for balance, hyperventilating.

"Holy fuckin' shit!" She rasped, her throat pained like she hadinhaledall the smoke that had just finished exiting her body, "That was… that wasintense. Wow, I feelweird!"

Leaning over, she spit into the sink and wiped her mouth.

"Ugh. Man, I hope I never have to do that again!"

She glanced over at the cauldron, which had finally stopped moving of its own accord.

"But um… Did it work?"

The liquid inside of the cauldron hadn't changed at all - at least that's how it looked to Gabby.

"Guess we'll find out…"

Picking it up by its handle, the cauldron surprisinglycold, Gabby carefully brought it with her to the bedroom. Heart racing, she made each step she took a calculated one, not wanting to spill adropof the potion - it might ruin her carpet if it did! Shouldering the door to her room open, Gabrielle was greeted by the exact same sight she'd been met by before: Robin masturbating using her nipples. The only difference now was that her stomach had released its inflating-fluids even more, her swollen gut no longer holding up her body by itself, while still creating an obstacle between the witch's arms and her leaking cunt.

And like before, Robin didn't seem to notice her partner's presence. Walking around the bed and through the inch-high layer of semen, milk, and feminine arousal, Gabby clutched the cauldron to her bare chest tightly, keeping her eyes on Robin the entire time; to her horror, it appeared as though an increasingnumberof patches of cow-colored fur had grown along her limbs, a thin coat having even take shape along her spine. Fuck, if she didn't give her the potionnow, Robin might never be able to change back!

"Hi baby," Gabby stood by the edge of the bed at Robin's side, "I brought something for you."

"Moo?" Robin twisted her head towards the futa and what the futa held, "Moo!"

"Mhm, this is foryouto drink. Can you do that for me?"

Gabrielle held out the cauldron to Robin, who gave it a longsniff.

"Moo!"

She turned her nose up to the enchanted-concoction and shook her head.

"Come on, Robin,please?" Gabby begged her, pushing the cauldron closer to her, "Drink it for me? It'll um, it'll taste really good!"

"Mooo! Moo moo!"

Gabbywouldhave cried from the immediate pang of frustration that struck her in the chest, had she not suddenly had abrilliantidea - one that was sourced from their earlier interactions.

"You'll love it! Um, it's filled with mycum!"

Robin perked up upon hearing the lie!

"Mooooo!"

"Here my cow, drink your, uh, yourstud'scum. If you do, I'll… I'll breed you again!"

Excitedly, Robin took the cauldron from Gabby's outstretched hands – having to reluctantly remove her fingers from her own nipples to do so – and brought it to her lips. She gave it another long whiff, and looked towards her girlfriend like she was seeking confirmation that it was what she was supposed to be drinking; Gabby mustered the biggest smile she could and nodded at the cow-witch, stopping short of giving her an actual thumbs-up. 'Mooing' happily, Robin lifted her face and put the cauldron to her mouth.

Gabrielle's heart felt like it was going to tear her bodyasunderfrom its powerful thumping. She felt tight all over, the anticipation of whether her first – and hopefullylast– attempts at magic were successfulkillingher. Robin drank deeply, her throat undulating as it chugged down the midnight-black brew, unaware of the stakes that were at play; Gabby didn't take her eyes off of her girlfriend for nary a single moment, holding her breath,waitingto see what would happen to the witch.

As soon as Robin finished swallowing the last mouthful of the potion, sheburpedand dropped the cauldron, turning her attention back towards Gabrielle.

"Moo!" She declared proudly, giving her ass a self-congratulatory shake, her tail wagging rapidly, "Moo moo!"

"Do you feel any different, Robin?" Gabby was afraid to ask the question, especially when nothing immediately happened, "Do you fe–"

"MOOO!"

Acrazedlook showed itself in Robin's watery eyes, which went evenwiderthan they unnaturally had been since her cowification, her brown irises disappearing into her head. Her limbs flailed. Her body jerked. Her mouth hung open in an elongatedscream. Panicking at the apparentagonyher girlfriend was experiencing, Gabby reached out to hold her - but her hands were knocked away by the violentseizingRobin was suffering through. Now Gabbydidstart to cry as she assumed the worst, concluding that her novice-efforts at magic she had actuallypoisonedher lover!

There was no colorful glow or burst of light that encompassed her curvaceous, jiggling figure like Gabrielle had expected - there was only the frightful, tormented cries and thrashes that consumed Robin's being. Gabby backed away from her, unsure of how to evenprocesswhat was going on in front of her, tears actively drizzling down her cheeks. Robin continued on in this terrifying, heart-breaking manner for several more minutes before she suddenly wentslack, collapsing onto the bed like acorpse.

Which is exactly what she looked like to Gabrielle!

"Robin! Please no! Say something, say anyth–"

"FUCK!"

Shrieking something that wasn't a 'moo' for the first time in hours at the top of her lungs, Robin stiffened. Her eyes jolted in their sockets rapidly, not reallyabsorbinganything that crossed their paths, her tongue lolling out of her lips weakly; her bellows lowered in a pitch as regained her senses, reaching an elongated, slurredmoan. Hands reaching for her head, she scratched at her scalp frantically, right at the point where her horns had grown, her legs kicking up like she was trying to do the same to her tail. And Gabby could do nothing but watch, a small flood ofreliefat the fact that Robinwasn'tdead washing over.

Robin's finger wrapped around her horns the moment they started torecede. Grunting in pain, the witch shook her head back and forth as her animal-attribute sank back into her skull, the feeling apparently not a remotely pleasant one; Gabby could barely see what was occurring beneath her partner's hairline, but what shecouldsee was what was happening above her ass! Like her horns, Robin's tail was slowly disappearing into her back, waving furiously, seeminglymeltinginto the bimbo-witch's skin. The potion wasworking!

Other changes made themselves known across Robin's physique, Gabby doing her best to catch a glance of them all. The coatings of fur thinned and vanished – at least mostly, a few long, wiry hairs remaining along Robin's limbs – and the futa's girlfriend's eyes reduced in size, losing their constant teariness in the process. Oddly, Robin's cum-bloated stomachalsobegan to shrink, like the potion was removingeverythingthat hadn't been a part of her at the day's start; she slowly dropped until she was laying flat on the bed, only her massive breasts still pressing out around her arms.

Gabrielle wasn't sure what else there was that the magic could return to normal - besides Robin's personality and intelligence, of course. So she waited a while longer until Robin seemed to reobtain her bearings, hoping that the obscenity that she'd screeched was indicative of what was to come; indeed, Robin hadn't said anythingelsesince her explosive curse, her chosen form of verbalizing her pain coming out in moans and groans. But even those noises sounded like they were made with some higher cognition!

Upon Robin going still again, Gabrielle stepped back up to the bed.

"R-Robin? Baby? A-Are you okay?"

Robin brushed a strand of matted-black-hair from her eyes and looked over at her girlfriend like she'd onlyjustrealize that Gabby was home.

"L-Like holy shit!" She laughed, stopping only when she began to cough profusely, "That was like, a fuckin'trip! Like suuuper wild! Wow! Whathappenedto me!?"

Gabrielle stared at the untransformed witch astonished.

"Hey baby! I like, missed you!"

"Oh Robin!"

Bursting out into tears, Gabriellethrewherself at Robin, pushing her voluptuous girlfriend onto her back and burying her head into her shoulder. She clutched Robin tightly, holding her close, sobbing without pause; Robin, completely caught off-guard by the futanari's reaction to her return-to-normalcy, could only find it in herself to wrap her arms around Gabby, and rock her back and forth, trying to figure out just what in thehellwas going on! Whispering comforting, confused words softly to her distraught partner, she tried to understandwhyGabrielle was acting the way she was.

The main issue that Robin immediately faced was that she couldn't reallyremembermuch of what had happened since she'd drunk her 'Breast Expansion' potion! She could recall feelings, sensations, bits and pieces here and there, but for the most part it was all one longblur; whatever had happened had brought Gabby to the inconsolable state she was currently in though, so it couldn't have been anythinggood. To add to her puzzlement, it was obvious – both from how sore her cunt felt and the manner in which the bedroom appeared – that they'd hadsex, and seemingly plenty of it. Had something happened after that?

An object caught Robin's eye, one that caused her to lift a thin eyebrow. Teetering on the edge of the bed was her cauldron, empty but still stained with liquid - and the stain didn't look like the potion she'd gulped down before Gabby had arrived home. Why was that here? The only thing that Robin could think of was that Gabby had…oh. How could she be so stupid? Her potion hadn't worn off on its own, it was too powerful to do such a thing. So the only way the spell could have been reversed was if…

…if Gabrielle had made a potion to 'fix' her.

"Stupid…" she muttered under her breath, quietly enough so that it wasn't audible over the sounds of Gabby's sobs, "How could I like, be so fuckingstupid!?"

Robin held her girlfriend tightly, tears thatdidn'tcome from being a human-cow running down her face, the understanding of what she'd put the person who cared about her the most crashing through her…

She'd fucked up!

…

Several days later…

"So… you really don't remember anything?"

Gabrielle and Robins sat across from each other at the same table in the same cafe during the same hour they'd been the day of the witch's 'cowification' - as they'd taken to calling it. Unwrapping a buttery croissant filled with meat and cheese, Gabby stared seriously at her girlfriend, her face framed by her straight-falling curls; Robin sipped from a latte in red paper cup, her eyes downcast, the long purple nails on her free hand drumming against the wooden surface in front of her. She shifted uncomfortably, struggling to answer.

That night hadn't gone well foreitherof them. Gabby had been left an emotional mess, and she eventually fell asleep against Robin without them being able to discuss what had happened - which was probably for the best. Robin wasn't surewhatshe would have said to her loving partner. Her mind was as messy and muddied as the bedroom had been left, and it had taken her untiltodayto recover fully. And today was the first time they had really spent time together or eventalkedsince before Gabby had left work and Robin had tried out her spell that day. Now she was mostly back to normal.Mostly.

Robin no longer possessed horns, tail, or fur, nor did she desire to 'moo' as her only form of communication; similarly, her thoughts had returned to normal, the obsession with being milked andbredlacking the control over her will it briefly had. That being said, she still wanted Gabby to dobothof those things to her! As she had come to learn, there had been an unexpected side-effect to her 'Breast-Expansion' potion like the beautification one before it - though this was one was aphysical, seemingly permanent change rather than one that distorted her personality.

They'd shrunk considerably from her cow-form, but not completely. Robin's breasts were bigger now, having grown evenmoreobscene and obtrusive; she'd already bought and altered dresses and tops just to have something to wear - and there was also another reason for this. Though it wasn't to the same ridiculous degree as while she was cowified, Robin had continued tolactateafter she'd been changed back. It usually didn't happen unless she pulled on her nipples – something she'd discovered after a bit of indulgent experimentation – but they leaked randomly whether she was awake or asleep. Which was justanotherissue she had to deal with!

After some testing, the bimbo-witch found that pudding sanitary-pads over her nipples helped contain any mess that they made; Robin also planned on attempting some garment-modification, the idea to sew bra-cups into the front of her dresses one she'd hoped would get the job done. Even in that moment, as she sat anddidn'tstare at Gabby, she could feel her ginormous tits – that extended even further away from the rest of her body than they had – slosh quietly with every slight movement she made, bringing her no small amount of embarrassment whenever the sound caught her ear.

At least that had been the only two remaining alterations to her body!

"Like, yeah, kinda." Robin finally spoke, brushing her dyed-purple strand of hair from her face, her heavily-pierced ear coming into view, "It's um, it's kinda hard to describe. It's like… I remember feeling good, and like, being a cow I guess? Sort of like I was someone else but still me."

She shook her head.

"I don't know, it's kinda dream-like. Mostly like, sensations and stuff is all I remember. How good it felt to be…"

Her voice got low

"...milkedand things like that, and how much I wanted you to do that to me. Just like, cow emotions and stuff."

Gabby chewed thoughtfully on her sandwich.

"Well, it was reallyweird," she replied, covering her mouth with her hand as she swallowed her bite of food, "it was like you were still you, but alsonotyou. Like you acted like 'Robin' but uh, like a cow also. I didn't realize what had happened until after… after we were 'finished' and stuff. I'm sorry about that, by the way."

The futanari blushed and scratched the side of her cheek.

"Gabby, baby, you don't have anything to apologize for!" Robin admonished her partner, sliding her hands across the table like she usually did, hoping Gabby would take them in her own, "I still like,likedit all. I should be the one apologizing, like, it's my fault it all happened!"

Her fingers folded her into palms when Gabrielle didn't immediately reciprocate the gesture.

"Like, I just didn't think I'd fuck up the potion like that. I think I know what went wrong but like… like it was because I'm like this - all bimbo-y and stuff. It wasn't supposed to turn out like that!"

Gabby nodded and extended her hands, hovering them over Robin's.

"Really? You weren't trying to turn yourself into a human-cow-person or whatever? Itwasn'tsome secret fetish of yours!?"

"No! Like,ewww- kinda! I was trying to just make my titties bigger 'cause Iknowyou like that they're so huge!"

Smiling, Gabby clasped her fingers around the witch's fists.

"Okay, that's what I thought." Gabrielle gave her girlfriend the shyest of smiles, "Um, when I was trying to change you back I read through your grimoire and I saw the potion I think you tried to make. I didn't think you did it on purpose, but I wanted to make sure!"

"Well, like it didwork!"
Robin gave a sloshingshakeof her ginormous jugs, the black halter-top wrapped around them holding on for dear life as the immense amounts of milk-filled breast-meat nearly flopped out of them.

"But, um, likethank you." Robin muttered, quickly becoming embarrassed by her vulgar display that wasentirelyinappropriate for the moment they were sharing, "If you hadn't… if you hadn't changed me back I would have been stuck like thatforever. Spells like that just don't, um, don't undo themselves on their own."

"I'm just glad it worked," Gabby replied with a cough, scratching her eyes and looking away from her girlfriend'sstillwobbling chest, "I just can't believe I managed to do…magicall on my own!"

"Neither can I! That's like, seriously impressive sweetie. I mean it. You must be like a fuckin'naturalat magic!"

"Oh um, I don't think so. I just followed your recipe and used your ingredients and everything."

"Ah! That's what I was forgetting - like, thanks for labeling all my ingredients! That was like, sooo smart of you baby! Like, reallyreallyhelpful."

"Y-Yeah no problem!" Gabby blushed again, her smile widening, "I um, Ilikehelping you, Robin - with anything."

Robin swooned at the futa's words.

"And I like that about you - I likeeverythingabout you, Gabby." She replied, leaning across the table, her voice dropping to a whisper, "So um, like are we okay? Me and you? You were pretty upset about I did, and I didn't know if you'd still want t–"

"Yes, of course, Robin!" Gabby also leaned towards her partner, until their noses touched over their intertwined fingers, "I wasn't planning on leaving you or anything because of what happened. Just um, just try not to do anything like that again, okay?"

"I promise!"

Gabrielle bridged the final gap between the two and planted a long, impassioned kiss against Robin's lips.

"Oh, and Robin?"

"Yeah baby?" Robin murmured back dreamily, warmed by the affection she felt like she didn'tdeserve, "What is it?"

"Thanks for paying for lunch!"