Marceline the Hermpire Queen

There was very little thought in Bubblegum’s conversion maddened mind, her head thrown back and her tongue partially out as she drove her hips forward and fully penetrated Marceline. The vampire girl had stopped being snarky after the first few inches of very thick tubular gum spread her open. Now she was just delightfully crooning as Bubblegum frantically plumbed her depths right there on the grass under the shade of a few trees.

With Marceline on her back beneath her, Bubblegum was in the perfect position to enjoy the way the vampire’s breasts started to expand as the hermpire curse transformed her from the inside out. Her grey tank top resisted mightily as her small boobs grew, her cleavage bulged out at the neckline before one suddenly very sizeable mound slipped out the side to jiggle and sway delightfully with every one of the candy hermpire’s urgent thrusts. Barely conscious, Bubblegum instinctively bent down to capture the deep dark thimble thick nipple in her mouth as her own very substantial pink tits squashed into and around Marceline’s torso.

It was not very long before something very thick, hard, and insistent was making its presence known, pressing first against Bubblegum’s stomach before it grew to **** its way into her dangling cleavage. She pushed up on her hands to see Marceline’s enormous pale-almost blue cock quivering erect and powerful between them. The sight of it along with the similarly grandly sized scrotum lying squished between their rutting pelvis’s crystallized the growing feeling of satisfaction, of satiation at finally fulfilling the purpose that had always pulsed within her loins, that her towering intellect and will had never been able to truly suppress.

That realization set off her orgasm and completely unable to deny her inner mad scientist, she cried, “It’s alive! It’s alliiiiive!”-in reference to Marceline’s turgid throbbing member, “Mwahahaha! Hahahahah!” She continued to laugh hysterically in ecstasy, both mental and physical, as she emptied her balls into the now vampire-hermpire.

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About ten minutes later….

Marceline was sitting on the ground leaning back on her hands with her bent legs widely spread to make room for her genitals, her lengthy dick lying like a serpent atop the grass. “Now that really makes a girl go, ‘like what?’” She was silent, momentarily distracted as she idly poked her balls with one finger before she continued with a wicked smirk, “And check it, this is what a cock is supposed to look like!”

Bubblegum was much too drained to take offense as she lazily noted that the vampire’s penis did have a sort of toadstool shaped cap of the original human design as opposed to the naked rolled up taffy tube of her own, “Eh. Not necessary. That flared ridge is for scraping out competing sperm cells. My experiments have shown that our fertilization capabilities are much more advanced than that. It’s pretty much one shot-bam! Prego your eggo, hoho!”

Marceline laughed and rubbed her stomach, “Oh yea? You put a bun in the oven?”

“No, You can choose to impregnate or not. I was more focused on converting you.”

“Okay, what is up with that? I should prolly be kicking that pretty ass of yours. Who said you could give me a schlong and these silly milkers, right?”

“Well, if you don’t like it I’m sure I can come up with a way to reverse the transformation-”

“Nah, it’s cool. I kinda like it.”

“I’m glad.” Bubblegum got to her feet, taking a sort of bow-legged stance to accommodate her dangling gumballs, “I can make it up to you though. The transformation pretty much maximizes the libido and I’m perfectly willing to share my candy tarts. They’re kind of dumb right now but they feel real nice inside.”

Marceline floated up into the air, her swelling cock defying gravity as well to stick out quite a distance in front of her, “Sure thing, Bonnibell. You know… I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”

Bubblegum smiled and stroked Marceline’s cock.

Bonnibell. I like the sound of that…

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Candy ladies of all shapes and sizes were gathered at the foot of the castle, although when we’re talking shapes they are all variations of the same theme, that of a human female. Outrageously busty and incredibly curved was the rule, but some were lithe and others petite. Some were soft and fleshy and others hard and athletic, all were so hot it was a wonder they didn’t melt into puddles of gooey sugar.

Bubblegum and Marceline were standing (or floating) atop the first layer of cake, their cocks once again fully hard and straining, causing more than a few candy ladies to drool with desire from both mouths.

Bubblegum cupped her hands to her lips and called out, “Yo! Listen up ya’ll! I’d like to introduce a new friend to our community! This is Marceline! You’ve all probably noticed that she has a great big cock like yours truly! I want everyone to treat her just like you do me and just in case you’re not taking my meaning- you let her fuck you whenever she wants!”

There were as many nods, smiles, and cheers within the sea of beautiful candy faces as there were confused expressions and whispered questions. Which honestly was a pretty good ratio given their intelligence at this point. Bubblegum turned to Marceline as she waved one arm out across the crowd, “As my honored guest, please take your pick!”

Marceline’s smirk grew as her hungry eyes turned on Bubblegum, “I choose….you, Pink-achu!”

She pounced.

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In the weeks that followed, Marceline turned out to be a boon to Bubblegum’s little colony. She was rather combat inclined and her enormous monstrous bat form was well suited to cowing the marauding bands of sex obsessed females that surrounded them. Although the vampire was about as equally likely to simply pacify them with her cock as she had an inclination for forceful trysts that Bubblegum’s gentle candy ladies didn’t take too very well. It was also very nice to have a fully intelligent person to talk to. Her candy peeps weren’t the best conversationalists yet to say the least. It seemed that the vampire had been sentient at least as long as Bubblegum perhaps even longer. She’d traveled all across this tortured land and had many stories to tell as well as important useful information for Bubblegum to glean.

It also didn’t hurt that thanks to Bubblegum’s various conversion sprees in the area, there were precisely zero other cocks to be fucked by and she’d learned that Marceline was one algebraic cockswoman!