Holding Tight (by Spiral)

“By Keya’s Wand!” Tao roared! With the hybrid inseminator distracted by her heavy milk sacks, it had loosened its grip on her arms. Growling, the busty mage finally jerked her hands free. “Stasis!” She cast the spell unprepared. The magic in the stone tucked inside her womanhood fed power to the hasty magic. The sucking suddenly stopped as did the tinkling flutter of the fairy’s wings. The tiny woman dropped like a stone to the ground with a thud.

But Tao couldn’t appreciate the fae’s plight. Her poor casting had resulted in a very mixed result. It may have stopped the inseminator from drinking down her milk on one hand. On the other it locked the creature in place. It was like she was wearing the most painful bra ever made.

The vines were coiled so tight around her left breast milk was spraying out at a steady rate. And it felt like the misshapen head of the creature was an inch away from biting her other breast clean off. With a moan and growl, she carefully started to unwind the vines. The whole time her milk kept spurting out. At first she paid it no mind, then she heard a strange gurgle. Glancing down, she saw that the spray was coating the little fae woman. Even paralyzed by the stasis spell, she must have managed to swallow a good amount of Tao’s milk. Her flat stomach was noticeably pouched out.

Despite how angry Tao was with the little fairy, she didn’t like the idea of drowning her in milk. Taking care to aim away, she refocused her efforts on freeing her vine bound breast. As the green coils came free, the blood rushed back into her melon. The orb stung and buzzed with the sudden return of feeling. Tao had to grit her teeth to keep from crying out. This whole adventure had been a serious test on her poor chest.

Gently massaging the pin and needles from her now free tit, she turned her attention on her “baby”. The bizarre hybrid creature’s head was swollen and more disturbing than when she’d first seen it. Stuffing her entire melon in its maw distorted the human-like face into an odd shape. “Now, how in Keya’s name, am I going to get you off there?”

The question no sooner left her lips and the inseminator blinked and two tentacle vines waved feebly about. “What! The stasis shouldn’t be wearing off yet!” Tao was **** to free her fat orb before the creature could recover any more. She stuck her fingers in the corners of the beast’s mouth. But all she got for her efforts was the thorn teeth pricking her finger tips.

The creature let out a soft mewling noise. Its brow furrowed and the edge of its lips curled in anger. Slowly, agonizingly slow, it began to tighten its jaw again. The thorn teeth jabbed all over the base of Tao’s fat melon. In her mind, it felt like her teat was about to be sawed off.

The pain combined with her frustration, she shouted at the hybrid. “Get the hell off of me, you foul creature!” Growling, she shoved almost her whole hand into the beast’s mouth. Her breast squished and bulged down the creature’s throat. It also mashed her pliant flesh harder against those jagged thorns. Tao wasn’t going to let that little bit of pain stop her though. She shoved her other hand in on the opposite side.

Now her orb was smashed between her palms. It sloshed further down the creature’s throat. The steady milk flow tripled, turning into a hard jet of thick white. The hybrid inseminator actually gagged on the sudden influx. With an almost sudden move, the beast opened its jaw wide. Tao took advantage of this and with both arms pushed the terrible child away.

The creature landed on the ground with a limp thump. Hacking weakly, it spewed up a few cups of milk. Tao raised her hands, a fire spell curling on her tongue. The beast stopped hacking only to start crying and mewling like an abandoned kitten. Tao pointed her hands at the creature. For several heartbeats, she knelt there, the spell eagerly leaping behind her lips. But looking at the poor creature, she couldn’t bring herself to harm it.

She climbed to her feet. While she had no intention of attacking the pathetic beast, she kept her hands at the ready. Once standing, she frowned. “What the hell am I going to do now? That damn raven took off to gods know where with my clothes. All I have to show for my adventures is one gem and a strange hybrid child!”

“What in the wild green hills have you done to me!” The fae’s voice tinkled out shrilly.

Tao turned toward the little woman. Her eyes boggled. The purple haired fae’s nice breasts had swollen. They looked to be easily the same shape and size as Tao’s, that is if Tao was pixie sized. The large melons seemed even more exaggerated on the little fae. Tao leaned toward the dragonfly winged woman. A spurt of milk shot from the mage’s nipple.

“Hey! Watch it! That stuff caused this in the first place!” The fae clamored as she fluttered her wings to dry them out.

Tao’s lips puckered. “I’ve had several partners drink from my orbs and not once did their breasts grow.”

The fae shot up into the air, nearly smacking into the mage’s forehead. “Your milk is loaded with so much magic right now, I’m surprised it didn’t make the inseminator grow boobs!”

“You can’t be serious!” Tao shook her head.

“I can and I am!” The pixie landed on Tao’s heavy breast. “I think I should pix you for this! Or maybe I’ll just help your baby get to his special place.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” Tao raised her hand, flickers of fire danced on her finger tips.

“Oh, I would.” The fae tapped her little foot. Her new breast jiggled enticingly. Their weight threw off the little woman, causing her to stagger to the side. “Toad swallop! How do you move around with these udders?”

“Hey don’t talk about me like that!” Tao gave her breast a shake, causing the little fae to fly off.

Wings tinkling, the pixie put her hands on her hips. “You did this to me and I’m sticking with you until you fix it!”

“I think you look really good like that.” A harsh voice sounded behind them.

Tao spun around on her heel, nearly toppling over from the momentum of her tits. “Who’s there!”

The air rippled in place like heat waves off of stone in the summer. Bit by bit, a large red man appeared before them. Twisted rams horns curled along the top of his head. Thick dark hair cascaded down to his shoulders. Dressed in a strange charcoal colored suite, he gave the pair a slight bow. “Let me introduce myself...”

The pixie screamed. “Run! He’s an infernal!”

On instinct, Tao tried to do as the fae suggested. The newcomer sneered, his sharp fangs poking out of his mouth. “That’s rude.” He snapped his fingers and suddenly Tao’s body locked up. Right beside her head, the pixie hovered in place, though her wings were not moving at all. Tao’s eyes darted from the little fae over to the large infernal man. He casually strode over to them. His goat feet kicking up ash from the ruins of the witch’s house.

He pinched the pixie’s expanded left breast between a clawed forefinger and thumb. Eyes flickering orange and red, he reached out and captured Tao’s right nipple in the same grip. “These melons look very tasty, should I take a sample?”