Rogue Developments: Part 4


>Wrestling with the fat rolls, you display surprising amounts of strength before pushing an arm out the way, extending yours, grasping the slightly rough and studded nipple, bringing it down to face level, and gorging on it like hooker at work.
>She squeals and moans, trying to pry your increasingly heavy and dense frame off of herself.
>Your dairy dinner is sucked down, your tongue lapping, wrapping, slapping, and tasting the sweet milk with the texture thicker than eggnog but smoother than silk passing through you as you sluttily moan and grunt all the while.
>Again, you've managed to drain her within less than ten minutes this time, and at the end of it you're pulled off landing with a wet SMACK into the black gloop covering the ground.
>You writhe there, feeling your burning, swollen, gut, churn and gurgle away at the impossible liquid lunch you just devoured.
>Within seconds, a feeling of vigor shoots through you, spurning and churning away at your entire body.
>Horniness encapsulates your mind, warped and perverted thoughts you had once dreamed but never entertained explode into full force without any resistance, even ideas that never occurred to you until now revealed themselves in their lustful glory.
>Electric shocks arc through your spine as a wave of goosebumps crowns around your head and descends to your feet.
>You scramble clumsily to your feet and look straight on at your audience who watches you with curious eyes.
>Groping your bulging crotch and budding chest, you moan and grunt as eldritch power flows through you, manifesting itself as flesh.
>The slime suit you wear becomes increasingly tighter, grasping at your hips and torso.
>Unearthly feminine moans can be heard all throughout the chamber, rising and falling in crescendos.
>The moans continue before the realization hits-it was YOU who has been moaning the entire time.
>It's all cut short by your cockhead pressing on the tight, stretchy silk-textured insides of the suit.
>Feeling the skin on your shaft tighten so suddenly below, it fattens and lengthens all the while spurting thick precum from the tip.
>Butterflies form in your stomach before it turns into a violent dense storm that travels all the way down your gut, groin, and eventually-
>Stretching the pants out, it grows heavier with each heartbeat, each pulse leaves warm pre staining the "fabric".
>A little internal push met with your hand wrapping around it through the silk causes the meat to surge forward, pitching a tent that's far longer and thicker than your hands.
>Veins stand out against the stark otherworld clothing, branching and growing, pulsing and coursing with inhuman fluids.
>Unaware that you've been jerking it underneath, it also doesn't occur to you that your grip isn't getting smaller...your dick is just getting bigger.
>Eventually, you're about to climax, and with a surprised look on your face, you realize that it's not an orgasm of the sort.
>With a sudden shift in weight, your cock becomes incredibly dense with man meat. Barely flexible, it has a very "erect" frame to it, almost no room to bend in any direction.
>Pushing the thought aside, you grab the head and attempt to wring it, only for your hands to slip and slide around the thick pre steadily dribbling out the tip.
>A finger slips in the tip, eliciting a gasp from you as it lays the foundation for another "orgasm".
>In and out, you're jamming and jerking it your dick at the same time forcing another growth spurt to take place, thickening your shaft by a couple of inches.
>Your body shakes with ecstasy at the unusual transformation, the new feeling coursing all over you.
>Yet, you have yet to truly orgasm, and by this point, the seeds of desperation are planted.
>Recovering from the high, you realize you have an audience, and that makes you even MORE excited.
>The females in question all have an inquisitive look on their faces, plump lips shiny with drool, hungering and questioning your exotic and erotic existence before them.
>Sliding your hands up and down the shaft, you try to rub one out again, or at least try to when your first step forward is met with slight resistance, as if there was some weight added to your legs.
>Your ass had been slowly swelling, dragging your thighs along with it during the ride, and it finally caught your attention.
>Bubbling and gurgling beneath the skin, the tight leggings only get tighter, rubbing against your increasingly muscular thighs padded with minimal amounts of fat while your behind begins to expand at a slow crawl.
>Slick cockhead rubbing against the lining of your pants as it continues to fatten, another dropping feeling becomes heavier and heavier in your gut, an indicator that the cock just got 10 inches higher...
>...only to find a stuffing feeling beneath it rising up.
>Your nutsack splurts and splortles within, balls filling and stretching out, it's taut skin pressing up against the silk texture of the goo.
>Fleshy orbs bloating like an overfilled wineskin, both nuts press up against each other and continue to billow and expand, forcing your hips to grow just enough to let you walk.
>Twin softballs rest comfortably between your plush, expansive thighs.
>Precum is produced quickly and without haste, much, much thicker and slicker than before, forcing its way through your expanding urethra,  accommodating the tunnel for its messy load.
>Your meatstick spews and splatters warm pre in response to the overproductive nutsack it rests on, casually gaining girth and length all the while.
>By now, your hands are absolutely soaked in the starter fluid for fucking, and no matter how much you've been waxing the dolphin, that first orgasm can't be reached fast enough.
>It's as if you've hit a wall, perpetually edging the entire time, unable to cum despite the overflow of precum pumping out of your bullish cock.
>The bottom half of the slime-suit clings to the skin tightly though, showing all the indentations and wrinkles and wrapping around your package almost like some kind of crotch pocket, stretching out the liquid fabric that connects to the thighs.
>Grabbing a handful of the slime on you and pulling it to adjust the fit, it only serves to agitate it even more, pinpricks can be felt on your butt, the pain disappearing as fast as it came, replaced with a warm tingling sensation...
>Increasingly faster growing asscheeks tease the suit and each movement elicits a jiggle that travels all the way down your thighs, even touching upon your rapidly expanding junk.
>Thighs widen and soften a small bit, the skin rubbing against the smooth silk inside while the suit continues to stretch and tighten, giving your monstercrotch a means to rest safely somewhere without getting crushed.
>You can feel your mass sticking out from all directions, running a hand around your oversized, somewhat muscular hips, and rotund, plump, fat ass, down to your bulked calves.
>Precum spills out the tip of your overdeveloped prick without a moments notice, your balls having gone into overdrive again.
>Sauntering over to the group with your hands barely wrapped around your /d/eli-sausage with twin cantaloupes resting underneath, you shake and jiggle, your ass having blown up taking your thighs along with it, giving you hips for days.
>Your ever-growing meatpole is stained in pre, sweat, and cum, fat balls visibly shaking, bubbling, churning, pulsations and glorps at work turning you into a walking cum pump.
>Thick branching veins spread out all across your member and it's fleshy-funbag support beneath-it would be wrapping around your dick if it wasn't so turgid and swollen.
>The clothing you wear continues to adapt to your changing, warped, hyper-sexual form. It continues to stay tight while accentuating your best parts.
>As your urethra tightens with each pulse of thick, flowing, precum-your ass plumps up again, which sticks out a good 9 inches away from your body, forming an almost perfect shelf hanging over your thighs, jiggling at every movement.
>Shockwaves travel down and around your expansive thighs with each step and adjustment, helping support the engorged sack containing your sweating, pheromone laden, forearm length genitals.

>Drool and spittle drip ever so slightly out of your shining, thick, black lips, hands jammed down pants all the while moaning and grunting as you continue to change.
>Esdna, goaded on by the others, cautiously walks over, but you're too far gone to notice.
>"...So, how did you miss that he was a virgin?" she pipes up.
>Moo's face is one of frustration, she's clearly torn be not enjoying the situation.
>"Spur of the moment. With a face like his, I should've thought differently. Either way, the whole ritual is fucked and I'm honestly out of ideas. He literally fucked everything up."
>She shifts her posture around, adjusting her increasing weight as both juggs begin to gurgle and churn, filling with corrupted milk again.
>"But this...we could possibly work with this." she continues as her heaving tanks become turgid with cream.
>"How so mistress?" - reply the twin slime sisters.
>"I'm gonna give him another dose of milk, might as well see if we can turn him into a gibbering bull of the sort."
>She waddles up to you, each step thundering, shaking, and wobbling your lower frame, eliciting grunts and moans, and the sounds of additional splattering as milk hits the floor.
>Her chests broils and bubbles underneath the skin as it fills back up with nectar.
>Grabbing your mouth, she gently purses your lips open and places a stubbled, rubbery teat inside.
>Her Montgomery glands are standing up harder than the goosebumps you got earlier, and act as a kind of makeshift grip increasing the friction.
>The bumps and grooves rush over your tongue as you slowly regain cognition.
>Milk flows, and cognition comes back in full force.
>Without breaking a step, you latch on once more, grunting, sucking Moo dry of any milk deposits she might have.
>Breathing heavily through the constant flow of milk, you're like a vampire feeding after being denied food so long.
>The first batch of milk is gone in a matter of seconds, and leaves you with a tight, heavy feeling in front of your chest.
>Oh wait.
>That IS your chest.

>Pushing out from mere mosquito bites, the warm tingling sensation appears again, and this time you're on course for a c-cup.
>Erect nipples are thicker, fatter than before and stand straight up, standing up from your constant state of arousal.
>Skin stretches and grows as your chest pushes against the restrictive outfit, the growth speeding up over time.
>Filling out the makeshift bra, your newly-grown tits continue on the road to DD cup, eclipsing your view of your junk, but matching the same sensual intensity.
>The fabric rubs and runs over your skin, especially your sensitive nipples, pulling another moan followed by a grunt, followed by a wet, heavy thudding as more thick pre-load hits the floor beneath you.
>By now, you've lost most of your masculine traits, save for your gigantic cock and balls beneath, muscled abs and your limbs somewhat ripped as well, albeit covered by a moderate layer of fat.
>Pyros, having been watching the entire thing unfold, pipes up in a dialect of the native surrounding area-
>"Hun, I don't think he's going to turn into a gibbering bull, he seems pretty aware of what's going on right now. Either way, if none of you all are going to have fun with him, I might as well."
>The shortstack walks over to you, her assets wobbling with each step until she finally is chest level with your pheromone-addled package beneath.
>Despite being half your size, her tits bounce with each step, milk dripping out of the dark teats slowly rolling down with the consistency of melted chocolate.
>Her hips sway back and forth, ghetto booty and engulfing thighs surging and shaking with each step, so much thicc compacted into such a small frame.
>Skin shines with slick oily sweat, a sign that she's more than lubed up enough to take you on.
>Finally stopping only inches away from your active volcano in your pants, she leans forward, and is blasted with the pungent smell of spunk-to-be, sweat, pheromones all mixed together in a crescendo of degeneracy.
>Burying her face in the meatpack, she starts to grab and pull at the suit, before she tumbles back tearing a surprising amount off.
>Instantaneously, the slime finalizes it's changes into the texture of silk fabric, stretching and indenting in all the right places-think spandex, but with that eldritch touch.
>Only coming off in select places, the cold air whips and caresses your bodacious badonk, under your thick tiddies, exposed arms and legs.
>"Sandals" are tightly bound to your feet, which are covered in a fishnet stocking that covers the entirety of your legs.
>A thong with a massive crotch pocket rides up your ass, adding to your arousal, along with what could be considered a sports bra cut in half horizontally, barely covering your nipples.
>Wiping the sweat from your neck, you try to look down, but instead are met with the plump bright silver crease of your massive juggs.
>Meanwhile, Pyros rolls herself back on her feet again, and goes back at it on your junk, trying to peel away the pouch until she's blasted with a rope of precum through the silk material.
>Landing on her back again, her lips twitch and begin to thicken and jiggle as she smiles.
>Licking her lips, the excess fluid causes her tongue to extend and thicken, slipping out and wrapping itself around the swollen foot-and-a-half leg, pulling her head on your apple-sized head within seconds.
>Her mind is quickly lost to your perverted essence being spilled on and into her and she only seeks to relieve of your stress.
>Within seconds, she begins to pump, suck, lick, anything to get you off and cumming, arms barely wrapping around your expansive thighs in an attempt to get some kind of hold.
>The inside of her mouth slips and slides, as if her spit had been replaced by oil instead.
>Her tongue continues coils around and around, forming an wrap of meat that vigorously grips and expands, milking your man-pole in the process.
>She pushes her entire body forward, prompting you to sit down...
>...on a soft pair of thighs beneath you, while two over-sized boobs rest on your head. It's the maid from before.
>Grunting heavily, her body shifts and writhes beneath you,before you feel something like a mound pressing against the entrance of your cheeks.
>The mound expands some and then "snaps" before something long, thick, and hard quickly slides between your cheeks without much resistance, until it presses up against your plump asshole.
>The feeling is a bit uncomfortable at first and you try to get off before she finally slips through, grabbing your shoulders and pulling you down slowly.
>Pushing through the plump hole, it starts to swell on the end, eventually pressing against your prostate-and then violently vibrating.
>She lifts you up once more and then brings you back down much, much harder this time.
>Before you know it, a shock goes throughout your body instantly.
>The maid has sprung modestly thick cock, pounding your prostate in a single thrust.
>Stars fill your vision and you scream with pleasure at discovering what it's like to be on the brink of a prostate orgasm.
>She begins to speed up to a steady pace, each moan coming from your mouth interspersed with the rhythmic beat of the maid beneath.
>Seconds later, you've lost all control of your lower half of your body, barely holding onto what little humanity may be left within you.
>As you bounce on the eldritch meat below, Pyros has deepthroated balls deep, kissing your base with gusto.
>Each slap and smack from down under shakes all the way through you, stimulating your cock to bulge and fatten, meat packing on underneath while precum pumps and plorps in your overdeveloped testicles.
>She starts to get shaken off by the intense fuck session below, but for each inch she's pulled off, your fat slab of meat compensates by growing that inch lost.
>By the time she's 1/3 down on your cock, it's almost "standing" up and the hardness is incredible. The skin feels tighter than ever, tension wound and coiled in a thick shaft while your head is lapped and tickled about.
>The firm meat pumps outwards, thick swollen girth added on to the tool before your balls go into overdrive.
>Lifted off the ground by your monstrous mass, a thick wad of fresh, precum pushes up from the base of the urethra, stretching it once more as it travels upwards your nearly 2 foot long cock.
>Assisted by her professional sucking skills, the dwarf suddenly finds herself in a predicament.
>Balls sent into a frenzy, they visibly contract as a hot load is pushed through your fleshy pipe and her gut fills out within seconds.
>Thick nipples turn dark and lactate profusely, her ass blimps and precum jettisons and splatters in a thick stream from her backdoor.
>The maid's massive body has you bent over, pounding your prostate doggystyle, your churning sack swinging back and forth slapping Pyros' stomach and saggy, swollen tits as you move forward with each thrust.
>All the while this is happening, Pyros is stuffed full underneath you, turned into a literal beanbag of cum.
>The dress less mentioned stretches and tightens, accentuating and defining the swollen curves that now jiggle and violently shake on the shortstack.
>Watching her ass grow and the dress bunch up in various places while getting sucked is amazing, but another problem has arisen despite all the action.

>The constant flow of precum is great and all, but that's all it is.
>Gripping the shaft with her blown up lips, you work with her in your quest to actually cum and not just overflow the entire time, your attention drawn down.
>Suddenly, a pair of lips lock with yours, soft and jiggling as the kiss deepens into that of French origin.
>Esdna's black lips have locked with yours and the sweet inside of her mouth drip and slip into your maw.
>Her tongue fattens and thickens, overtaking yours before she jams it down your throat with ease.
>You slightly panic before it sets in that you no longer need to worry about breathing-whatever this power is, it's clearly warped you in more ways than the couple dozen from before.
>Spitroasted by the horny maid and the oversexed elf, you find yourself pinned between a Jewel and a Hard Dick.
>She continues to explore your insides orally for some time, as your tongue explores the smooth, liquid, sides of hers as it pulsates and slips around inside you.
>Finally, she begins to retract-but not without sucking on your tongue, pulling it out of your mouth farther and farther, as it seems to have to gecko-like proportions.
>Your tongue intertwines with hers, a slick messy collusion of writhing flesh that tastes of sweet nectar.
>This mid-air French kiss goes on for some time before Esdna pulls back her appendage sharply, slipping between her pillowy lips.
>Suddenly, the maid pulls out of your ass, slipping her engorged member from your plush cheeks.
>You feel yourself being pulled up by 2 more people in a semi-drugged haze, and looking around, you notice it's the twins.
>Raising you towards your feet, one of them reaches behind and snaps the thong back in place, pulling a sharp gasp from you and a giggle.
>Lifa suddenly appears in your vision, and she grabs your jaw, turning your head to left and right, checking your body.
>"We've got a problem. It looks like he's starting to get a bit more cognizant, I doubt another gallon of milk will hold him down."
>Pushing her hair back, she continues "hell, at this rate I think it might do more harm than good for us. I say we wake him up and let him go to town."
>"Good chance he might get exhausted."
>She lets go, and you stumble about, slowly becoming more and more aware of your surroundings.
>Turning all the way around, you watch as a blob of goop detaches from the maid's midsection, rolling on the floor before it unfolds-
>Standing at a 6 feet or so, the black mass turns into a shapely figure that wipes its face , revealing another female had been added to the ranks.
>Her blond hair drapes down to her shoulders, her neck filled with black, branching slime veins, some of them leading up to her eyes which reflect back an amber color that contrasts with the darkened grey skin on her.
>You offhandedly recall that several had fallen to this place, 3 rogues and another human...Vella they said?
>You're brought back to the situation from a violent pulsing jolt from your engorged balls, forcing them to fatten once more in the silken pouch, which now acts as a makeshift support for them, a ball-bra of the sorts.
>Stretching the supports out, your sack is about the size of two cantaloupes stuffed inside a bag.
>Ballsack bloated, straining against the fabric once more as copious amounts of prespunk are produced, the edging feeling intensifies, and you're back to jacking it once more.
>Moo stomps over, her immense girth shaking the floor beneath you with each step.
>"Y'know, you really screwed things up for me. And seeing as how things are working in your favor, I think I'm gonna make it even worse for you."
>Lifa attempts to protest, but Moo shoots her a vicious glare that silences anything she might have had to say.
>Without breaking a stride, Anonymoo and Lifa grab your arms, lifting you into the air, as your meat log dangles beneath, barely swaying due to the immense amount of flesh packed inside.
>Anonymoo leans in and pecks your forhead with a quick kiss laced with old magicks.
>As if someone had jammed an adrenaline shot into your thigh, the world around you slams into your view, and you're now fully aware of what's happening.
>And, to your surprise, you don't really mind it-you're curious to see what she might do next.
>The maid walks over, erect cock bouncing and bobbing, spilling white nectar everywhere(in fact, it doesn't really look like cum, looks more like...milk?) and swaps places with Moo.
>She grips the thick slab resting on your balls, both of which are almost hanging down to your knees, and handles it against her nipples.
>Kneeling, she rubs the sensitive knob of meat that is the head of your cock around the studded torpedoes with some help from the twins, making sure your log stays in place.
>Eventually she's gripping the shaft firmly and pushing it against the tip of her left nipple, it presses in and inverts, sucking your cock into the fold.
>Some tugging ensues, followed by the fleshy areola puffing and bunching up around the veined fuselage that is your dick, before a wet sensation takes hold inside.
>The transformation complete, you're now receiving a blowjob via her lipple, the thick lips pulling sucking, the tongue slipping and wrapping around your shaft before it thickens considerably and jams itself up your ass.
>You struggle against the intrusion, but not out of pain or fear, but in an attempt to get ahold of the situation and fuck her silly.
>She continues this tirade of milking your cock, before pushing ALL the way down, balls deep.

>Suddenly, it hits.
>You can feel it, the edge you were on just became 10 times more intense.
>The flow of precum is stopped, plugged up at the tip.
>Or maybe your head has gone numb-who knows, but one thing is for sure-
>She's not letting you orgasm anytime soon. That could be a problem.
>Wrestling against your restraints, your struggle is in vain. The maid and Lifa are like twin pillars holding you in place.
>Moo continues to speed up, milk spilling with each sloppy slurp and suck.
>Grunting, you try to cum, flex, push, anything that would relieve the tension in your cock.
>The plugged up feeling continues to travel downwards, urethra bloating uncomfortably, until it reaches your ballsack.
>Ball-bra in place, it continues to adapt to your now backed up and growing sack.
>Each moment passes in which any flexing or pushing results in the stuffiness filling out even more below.
>Moo looks satisfied with your situation, and swaps breasts, repeating the same process.
>Except this time, you can feel your asshole getting stretched even more by a second thick tongue.
>True pain has ceased to exist for you, but the situation you're in is the closest you'll get to it for a long while.
>She continues to speed up, all the while stirring your insides up prodding and poking your engorged prostate with haste.
>Eventually she comes to a stop and pulls off and out of you, revealing that you're meat bridge had been extended another foot or so.
>All your junk is now so oversized, that it's hanging past your knees with the girth of a full bag of coins.
>And yet, you still cannot blow your load.
>Standing up and walking behind you, you can feel hands gripping both of your arms, taking your flailing mitts and jamming them into something warm and wet.
>As if that weren't bad enough, Lifa and the maid walk around to the sides of you, staring you all over, dreaming of what they might do to you.
>Pyros is still out cold, her body writhing and pulsing, full of the spunk-that-never-was.
>The third figure that rolled off the maids body walks around to you, shedding some of her outfit, while tearing and reshaping the others to the same look.
>She stands before you, thick lips, breasts the size of her head, hips stretched out wide enough to accommodate the gushing, squelching pussy between her soft, massive thighs.
>Her eyes are vivid, staring at you with the same eyes a wolf stares at prey.
>Adjusting the newly formed bra on her chest, it only serves to act as a support from keeping her juggs sagging, covering nothing.
>Black leggings ride all the way up until her asscheeks, glistening and shining as if they were pure of any corruption.
>Turning around, she notices Pyros in her unconscious state, and you noticed the quintuple webbing that covers her bulging ass which is far bigger than yours, the strings digging in and skindentating her rump.
>Further observation leads to the conclusion that yes, the other two are also wearing the same thi-
>Something wet wraps around your arms, and slips past your armpits, groping your fat chest.
>Wildly looking upwards, you witness the stuffed maws of Anonymoo's lipples holding your forearms in place while her tongues continue to ravish the rest of your body with glee.
>The women in front of you finish observing, and start to get to work on you.
>"Vella. You first."
>Moo coos the order, and the plumped-figure in front of you goes to town.
>Opening her mouth, her tongue rolls out, teasing the tip of your cock...
>...before pushing it's way inside.
>You can feel your shaft getting filled up with her appendage, and it elicits cries of pleasure and discomfort at the same time.
>Struggling, she pushes deeper, looping around tubes, a long, writhing snake shaking, vibrating, grinding against your insides before it splits into two tongues, then two more, a continuous division that tickles your insides ever so violently.
>The maid positions herself over Vella, her erect cocks foreskin growing at an unusually fast pace.
>The head is covered by the thickening layer of skin, and the scents of milk and pungent sweat wafts towards you as she points it your way.
>Her cock fattens, the skin starting to get pulled back. The pink head finally reveals itself, but taking a single finger, she starts to pull it upwards.
>With the consistency of putty, you watch as she molds the tip to match that of a...
>...vagina. There's a giant, pulsating snatch sitting on the end of a thick, lengthy shaft of meat.
>Grabbing both sides, she spreads it open, displaying the insides-soft, pink nipples twitching, one eventually erupting in small gush of milk forcing a chain reaction for the others to do the same.
>Moo's tongues part your big tits, enough for the maid to rest her cock gently in between before moo slams them together and starts forcefully rubbing the pole.
>Without warning, the back of your head is grabbed as you're forced forward to literally milk the member of the maid.
>At first, you're unable to swallow the head whole, instead trying to eat out the tip, which gushes milk in response.
>Finally, after several "cumshots", the maid grabs the lower half of your jaw and STRETCHES it open painlessly, forcing you take it in.
>Plump lips locked up and around the stick-o-meat, the taste hits your tongue-it's strange. A salty-sweet flavor runs along the length of your tongue, intermingled with what could only be described as like before-a pastry.
>The sweet presence of milk is there, filling you up, pumping down the back of your throat.
>In and out, in and out, she quickly begins to speed up, the flow of thick milk turning into a pulse-Each thrust jettisons more white elixir into your gut, the veiny shaft rubbing between your twin globes.
>Finally her cock seizes up, and a torrent of thick, sweet milk is forced into you.
>After several seconds, almost a minute, she pulls out, leaving you coughing a bit, licking your lips in anticipation of what they will-
>Wait, wait, wait. No, something is wrong.
>Complacency and obedience almost takes over, but you NEED to get control of the situation.
>Vella continues to play Cave Raider with your cock and balls, her tongue having split and branched into multiple tentacles, causing a ruckus in your strained sack below.
>Lifa has been messing with your nipples for a while now, unbeknownst to you until you looked down after the forced blowjob+paizuri combo.
>The tentacles from her overgrown cunt constant suck, flick, and stimulate your chest, causing some slight growth in the process.
>Just now noticing, you realize the twins have been sucking and playing with your feet, behind your knees, all the sensitives spots below.
>The overstimulation catches up to you, and you start to slowly unravel.

>Writhing and struggling once more against your captors grasp, you do something you know you shouldn't do, but at this point, you're too far gone to care.
>Thinking hard, pulling back into the deepest recesses of your mind, back to the moment when the power from the altar slammed into you, you recall a single word.
>Before your mouth can be forcibly occupied by another one of the slaves ideas, you start trying to utter the inhuman word that was whispered to you in that moment.
>Something warm presses against your asscheeks once more, and you realize it's the maid about to ream you again.
>Quickly slipping between, she stops at your puckered asshole, and this time something wet comes out the tip.
>Slipping and writhing around, it licks its way past your backdoor, the feeling of your ass getting eaten out becomes even more intense.
>The head of her cock has turned into a mouth which is now eating your ass out and plunging a sizeable tongue inside, pressing against your prostate, compounding on the additional discomfort/pleasure you were already experiencing before.
>Enough is enough.
>Without hesitation, you yell out the word in all of it's unholy glory.
>Everyone stops what they are doing and all eyes are on you.
>"What..." Moo trails off, face contorted into one of fear and confusion.
>Your arms begin to bulk out some more, visible biceps forming underneath.
>Thighs widen again with muscle, your six pack becoming more visible.
>Your entire body becomes slightly larger, gaining maybe a couple inches in height.
>All these changes hit you at once, including one more thing you hadn't expected-
>Vella's tongues are forcibly stretched as your cock starts to slowly harden, growing in size.
>The veins bulge with each pulse as it pumps up, thickening and lengthening all out.
>The stiffness is incredible, a feeling of fullness and hardness that couldn't be matched by anything else.
>Without warning, you wrench both of your hands free from Anonymoo's fleshy grasp, twisting your legs from the twins, and land with a resounding thud on the ground.
>Sweat beads every inch of your skin, the smell of pheremones filling the air causing the group around you to realize something has gone VERY wrong in their plans.
>Your cock starts to lift up, higher and higher. By now, it's thickened out to half the size of your torso, a treetrunk sized piece of meat attached to a cum-pumping veiny sack that goes well past your knees.
>Vella is lifted up in the air, and she tries to remove herself, but it's too late.
>The stirrings and rumblings of an orgasm start to kick in, and your nuts bulge with gusto as cum starts to flood your tubes.
>Gyrating your hips, your rub and massage your urethra and ballsack in order to get the tar-thick spunk to push almost three-and-a-half feet upwards.
>Vella's mouth is still locked around your inflated head, now the size of a cantaloupe. Thick, black lips are tightly wrapped around, forming a seal.
>Her tongue continues to writhe and wreak havoc, but it only furthers to excite you even more, clenching your asshole in the process.
>The maid freaks out at the sudden change in pressure, and tries to remove her thick tentacle tongue, but it's no use-you've tightened so hard that she can't get out.
>Eventually, the thick wad of cum works its way up your shaft, before pouring into the former human.
>It's slow, grueling, but delightfully refreshing as the pressure is lifted off your cock and balls, pushed into your orally active partner above you.
>Urethra bulging, sweat going down your back, you pay no attention to anyone except Vella, watching her neck bulge as semen thicker than crude oil is pumped into her.
>Shuddering and shaking all the while, the rest of your body is stock still, vibrating from the intense orgasm that has taken hold.
>Her stomach bulges, fatter and fatter, unable to stop the slow, but constant flow of pungent seed.
>Eventually, you manage to speed it up, with a singular contraction that forces out so much at once that she balloons up like a condom that's about to break, instead her body decides to stretch even further.
>Excessive mass is packed into her tits, ass, thighs, hips, lips, anywhere that serves a purpose to arouse you.
>It all rushes out at once and by the time you're finished, she's so full of cum that your cockhead which has risen above yours by at least a foot, has never had to been lowered-
>The poor woman is locked lips with the literally spunk cannon, her belly pressing into your shaft and balls below, her ass sticking out on top, a literal misshapen sphere of cum.
>You pull out with a resounding, sucking, sloppy, and loud "SLORP", before turning around, pushing the maid's cockmouth out of your ass at the same time.
>Cum dribbling down the tip, you grab your shaft, and then grab the maid's prehensile appendage before she can get it back to her.
>"Nah, I think I'll use this." you gleefully say.
>Guiding your cock towards the tip of the quivering bloated lips, you cram it inside with a resounding squelching noise.
>Instantly, the feeling of bumps and ridges of the nipples inside covers and rubs against your dick as she spasms and shakes trying to push you out.
>This only serves to make you harder, as your telephone pole thick monster starts to spew a torrent of spunk into her.
>Her balls fatten up, skin stretching as they are filled beyond capacity.
>Seconds later, it starts to spread to the rest of her body. Belly rounds out and continues to expand in rhythmic pulsations, bubbling and gurgling noises can be heard inside as you unleash a malestrom of cum.
>Your hips constantly slap the thick lips of the ever so stretched out cockhead she sports, sending shockwaves throughout your body, quivering your ass and shaking your tits with each slam.
>You've finally reached the limit when you start to slide out from the pressure-Her cock makes one more contraction, she loses control, and orgasms.
>In the midst of it all, her transformation goes haywire turning the thick plump lips on her head into a thicker, wetter, snatch, that forces you out mid-cumshot.
>Splattering her member with the rest of your sticky load, you're nowhere near done. 
>She lets loose all over the bottom half of your body, a mix of her milk and your cum, rolling out in a curdled, lumpy mixture. 
>Almost in response, something warm and hard slaps you in the face-it's your hard, swollen, stiff tool, still roaring for another go.
>Suddenly, an idea comes to mind. You've got all this power, how creative can you get with it?
>Turning towards the twins, who have now started to slowly step away from your rampage, you extend an arm and "pull"
>The slime on and in their bodies responds in kind, dragging them back to you as you start to lower your monster hardon.
>Pressing it down to the closest you can get to a 90 degree angle, you guide the first twins legs to your cumslit.
>Realizing what is happening, she starts to squeal, grabbing her sisters wrist in the process.
>Cum splurts all over her as she begins the descent into your corrupted, fat, ballsack lined with veins, stretching out the ball-bra it's in now.
>Both feet inside, she's quickly swallowed, the bulge forming pleasantly in your urethra. It's a feeling similar to swallowing, except it's with your cock.
>This continues for a moment before you decide to speed it up and jerk both of them inside.
>Clenching an unknown muscle, her head disappears underneath and inadvertently pulls her sister into the muck headfirst.
>She kicks, beats on your cockhead, but it's no use- You let your dick stand up erect as you down them both into your balls.
>They slide inside with ease, and then the churning begins. Loud blorping and goopy sounds can be heard, rumbling and grumbling interspersed with some voices.
>Your sack fattens, the weight ALMOST throwing you off balance, before all becomes quiet inside.
>Reaching down to your ankles, if you bent your knees just a bit, the monster bag on your front would easily touch the floor.
>Your cock has caught up in the process, reaching at least 4 feet of meat, dripping with fresh, dense, pungent, pearly-white, and virile spunk.
>Esdna, Lifa, and Moo simply look on with horrified faces, and you smirk at them, "What, you thought I was gonna eat them for real? Nah, they're going inside one of you..."
>They start to run towards the exit, but with a swift wave of your hand mixed with a thought and a command, a slime wall raises in front of the door.
>It's your orgy, and you want to fuck NOW.