A size up

The goblin pulled Hermione's leash and led her, followed by her mistress, into a room after descending gloomy steps. Inside huge cages, ogres watched her and licked their lips.

Hermione threw panicked glances at Mistress, who was amused by her situation. She realized that whatever happened, she wouldn't escape it.

The goblin led her to an ogre.

• Have fun, Broot, but don't kill her, she must survive.
• Yes, I love softness, skin, ****.
• ****, jerk it off.

Hermione placed herself between the monster's legs and took it with both hands. She wondered how she was going to be able to do it. Seeing the monster's gaze darken, she began to move back and forth, pressing with all her might against his penis, starting to run her tongue, her cheek against this pillar almost as tall as her.

The monster was happy, his penis swelling so impressively.

• Yes, well, I'll taste you as a reward. I'll prepare you.

Hermione didn't have time to escape. He grabbed her, turned her over, and began licking her vagina, his tongue penetrating deeply as his penis rubbed against her neck. Hermione felt her penis expand unusually.

Mistress approached Hermione cautiously and said,

• Little fool, how do you think half-ogres exist?

The monster placed her back on his penis without penetrating her.

• Rub against me.

Hermione complied. She began to see the Ogre differently, but she was still anxious. How would she accommodate such a penis inside her?

She didn't have long to wait because the penis quickly swelled impressively, and as if a life of its own had slid inside her, she felt as if instead of being torn, her vagina was adapting, or even numb. Her eyes rolled back, she was as if possessed.

Her stomach was deforming under the penetration; it was beyond her comprehension. With horror, she saw the cages of the other ogres open, she saw the penises of the ogres, who were excited to the point of rut, adjust. She looked at her mistress, who shrugged in amusement.

However, she was about to feel it pass; they were still enormous. She screamed when one of the ogres positioned himself behind her and sodomized her. Even though he was surprisingly gentle, she screamed at the feeling of being screwed by still disproportionate penises. She felt like a blow-up doll, and the number of ogres was purely monstrous.

Her screams turned into moans as she experienced continuous orgasms. It was purely inhuman, she was filling herself with their viscous semen. Now even her mouth was filling; she was truly an ogre's empty ball. It seemed to last for hours, she was beyond pain and pleasure, she felt like it would never end. They took her many times, taking turns, and sperm flowed abundantly from her orifices.

The last one, who relieved himself in her anus, withdrew at the last moment and flooded her with his sperm, as well as the floor and her face.

• Lick it, you'll get a taste for it.

Incomprehensibly, she was about to obey, sticking out her tongue, but lost consciousness. It was too much for her. Her body had exceeded what she could endure. She heard the teacher say before everything went black.

Well, promising student, you'll like what happens next. Hermione's last thought was:

• Please, no, I can't take it anymore.
• but no, you'll like it, you'll see.