Hell no, but not for want of wanting

“Hell no!” Helen snorted. She shot M’Ress a glare. “Not for want of wanting on my part, mind you. But you folks screwed up big time. “They made the fucking thing way too fucking big. Ain’t no woman except maybe one who’s practiced on donkey’s going to be able to handle it, and even then I ain’t so sure.”

M’Ress looked at Helen in shock, and then started to make a sound like she was about to spit up a hairball. The analogy was further reinforced by the way she held her stomach and bent over.

Helen, and Natalia looked at her in surprise, and after a few seconds, concern. But shortly after that the Felinoid seemed to get control of herself. She straightened up and wiped some tears from her eyes. “Forgive me Alpha. I know you do not find it funny, but to think you were concerned about such a thing when every other harem I know would have been green with envy at us possessing such a well endowed Alpha. You have to admit it is humorous.”

Helen gave M’Ress’ slim build and short stature an up and down look. “I don’t think you rightfully understand ‘little’ girl. You don’t have enough insides to cope with what I’m packing.”

In answer M’Ress silently held her hands up, palms facing each other about sixteen inches apart. “This is how big my father is. My mother has hopes that your son will eventually be this large as well. Our race is not built the same as your race. While it is true your average human female could not handle a male of our species, Natalia and the girl’s she wishes to add to our Harem have all received a premium package. They too are not the same as they were before the nanites did their work over the last two months. As such they will be able to handle your son once he is fully transformed. Their internals have already been adjusted to make it possible.”

“Not possible!” Natalia protested, staring at how far apart M’Ress’ hands were. She swallowed nervously and looked a bit pale at the very idea of something that big being forced into her body.

“M’Ress nodded her head up and down, and then stopped and muttered, wrong way. She then shook her head from side to side. “You are mistaken, Natalia. You are fully capable of handling a fully grown John. It is only your own mind telling you that it is impossible. It is understandable. I too disbelieved such a thing was possible when I took reproductive classes as a youngling.” She looked at the span indicated by her own hands and shuddered. Not in fear, but arousal. “Now I imagine what it will feel like to be fully claimed by my male and while I dread the discomfort, I greatly anticipate the end results.”

M’Ress directed her look toward Helen. “How is it? Are you larger than that?”

In answer Helen released Natalia’s nipples. Much to the brunette’s relief. Natalia quickly cupped her abused nips with the palms of her hands, but didn’t dare try to flee from her soon to be mother-in-law.

Rather than answering M’Ress directly, Helen mimicked the catgirl and held up her hands with her palms facing each other.

[Author note: I should have given this warning a long time ago, but I'll do it now. This thread is very much a stream of consciousness. I have a central theme, but at any point I can wonder off on a tangent if a cool idea hits me. This section, and the previous one with Neal are examples of that. I will try to keep consistent with previous chapters, but I may come up with wild flights of fancy at any moment. One important reason to drop comments and engage me in conversation if you like or dislike a particular aspect of the story.]