Belly developments

Katya leaned back into her lover's warm and strong embrace. His form, corded with muscle, wrapped over her as they lay under the covers. Inside she could feel his member, half-hard, plugging her sore hole. Her belly distended slightly after their long day of exploring one another's body's, of sharing in mind-melting pleasure over and over.

Inches from her own face she could make out the beautifully peaceful features of her close friend, Sabrina, the slight rise and fall of her voluptuous chest as she slept soundly.

Thick fingers appeared, slowly massaging the swell of Katya's full womb. Light kisses ran along the nape of her neck, leaving a chill that caused her to shiver happily.

"I love it when you do that." He whispered into her ear.

Her slight chest rumbled, the cat-like sound a reaction to the sublime joy of being so ensconced in this man's presence.

"I can't wait for our first…" Katya moaned as she reached to hold Blake's thick fingers while they lightly petted her cum-bloated belly.

She knew that she would be growing larger before long, and not because of their usually rather messy love making. Her time had come and gone without the usual troubles, signaling the high chance her lover had been successful one of these hundreds of times in actually impregnating her.

"What do you think they'll look like?" He asked as he trailed his lips over her sensitive cat ear as if to show what he was thinking by the words.

“Fuck… but I don’t care… they’ll be beautiful, strong…” she turned slightly, taking in Blake’s lips with her own for a moment.

“I just want to have sooo many master… I’ve been dreaming of this forever and now that I actually have you… my mate… I think that I never knew how badly I wanted to be made into a mother…” She whispered against his cheek.

Blake’s body couldn’t help but to react slightly at that declaration as his hips moved of their own accord, causing a mix of pleasure and pain to rush through the both of them. They both moaned quietly at the sensation after so much time spent rabidly fucking the day away. His massive nuts churned, a kinky seat for the swollen cat girl’s puffy tush.

They lay like that for a time, enjoying the feeling of one another as they settled into a slow and sensual kiss as Blake’s hips moved the very little that he could manage. The juncture of his cock piercing into the small girl’s womb constantly drooled his copious loads so that it was a sweaty sticky mess coating her ass and the gigantic sack that lay underneath. Their bed was a rife mess, covered in the residuals of their constantly leaking body’s, splotches of fem cum and drying patches of his own virile stuff streaming down the edges of the large mattress that was otherwise rather cramped with three of them on it.

“Umh..” Katya spoke, breaking from the slow melting of lips, her breathing slightly heavy as her bright pink hair spread out on the bed beneath her.

“I was actually thinking… you could use that new thing on your phone…” she said, suddenly seeming rather timid.

“To… make you pregnant?” he asked, curious and a little excited by the girl’s interest in the idea.

“No! Er-... I mean like I know I probably already am but…”

Her stuttering words halted for a second as she searched her partner’s features in the near darkness.

“Well… I kind of want more, like just being pregnant has me… fucking ecstatic, but I guess I don’t really know what I want. Maybe I’m just getting impatient but it feels like I’m just not enough, that I need you to change something...”

She looked at him, eyes nearly sparkling like stars.

“I think what I want is to feel like my body… my mind… my womb are completely yours.”

She gasped as she finished speaking, obviously feeling arousal surging even as she stared on with trepidation, the internal fight over whether she could trust this man with her deepest needs evident in her trembling, thin body.

Blake’s heart surged as his cock reacted likewise. This woman looked so cute, so ****, staring back at him. At first he didn’t know how to react, thrilled to hear her admission of wanting to be his… completely, her desires even driving her to ask him to change her to more accurately represent that wish. It was a lot to take in at this moment and he worried that he couldn’t correctly respond to that desire, that maybe he didn’t have the right to ostensibly take so much control away from her.

He smiled, hugging the girl tighter.

But no, that was a fleeting thought, a residual of the man Blake had been years ago. He had no compunctions of reciprocating Katya’s feelings, not anymore. He loved this woman, completely and entirely, to him there was no hiding away from what she asked of him.

Engulfing her tiny body within his strong embrace he tightened himself so that his cock pulsed within her spread hole. She moaned in response, throwing her head back as her eyes rolled with it.

“How could I say no to my impossibly cute cat girl?”

He produced the device in question, having been resting on the side table to charge behind him.

“I’m going to change you into nothing but my personal brood-kitty and then I’m going to fill you to bursting over and over until your body can’t make anymore.” Blake growled into the shivering girl’s ear.

He began to type with his big arms to either side of Katya’s body so that they could both watch the letters appearing on the screen.

“Katya is a very special kind of cat girl. A breeder, one of only a few in her tribe who spend their lives creating generation after generation with their hyper-efficient wombs. After being impregnated, sex speeds up the growth of her offspring as well as giving a chance for more eggs to be implanted, the more cum the faster the growth happens. Her body is capable of stretching and re-arranging where it needs to so that she can easily hold and give birth to the many offspring that she has to create over her lifetime. With each baby growing inside Katya’s body, the more aroused she becomes.”

Katya moaned her appreciation, watching with rapt attention as Blake typed.

“Fuuck that’s perfect myaster…”

He thought about adding more, but in the end it wasn’t actually going to change anything. So, heart hammering in his chest at the perverse thing he’d just written, he pressed enter.

Katya mewled, head swiveling to the side, pink hair wrapping over her cheek as Blake slowly pulled and pushed inside her. Her breasts both dribbled fresh milk, grown to a more mature size on her chest as her racing heart caused her body to flush with need. Her hips wide in comparison to the rest of her, built specifically so that she could give birth a hundred times over. The rest of her had taken on some weight in areas in the time since coming to live with Blake. Curves added in places so that she was less lithe than she had once been, but Blake couldn't complain, she looked damn sexy with the added fat on her ass and the slight chubby look to her face.

“Mooorrre master…” she moaned, her weak arm reaching up to feel his hand which lay on her gravid belly. The gigantic swell of her obscenely pregnant stomach swelled large enough that Katya was basically bed-ridden at this point. It took up so much space on the bed that her servant and friend, Sabrina, had to sleep on a mat on the floor anytime she began to grow heavy like this.

He didn’t know how many could be in there at the moment but so far it looked like, at this pace, they would break the previous amount of eight healthy cat girl kittens. This was only the second time so far, but already his “little” cat girl was becoming a rampant cum-whore, **** for the next injection of his massive balls, despite him doing just that day and night for as long as his considerable stamina could give.

Blake’s balls were exhausted, drained over and over today because of the woman’s **** moans for more. He leaned into her, whispering his frustration and lust at the absurdly swollen girl.

“Here it comes my darling, that disgusting seed that you just can't seem to get enough of!”

Katya moaned anew, eyes crossing as she felt it, the flood gates going wide as her slippery, gaping folds engorged itself on the deluge of spunk. That heady, swirling sensation built up in her chest as her body absorbed the sticky fluid greedily, quickly repurposing it in that magical way only she and a few others could do so that the bloated expanse of what used to be a trim stomach, began to grow visibly, evidence of her children actively growing inside her.

She blabbered, incoherent and sweating profusely as she slumped, eyes dimming to a far off place, drifting slowly towards a long needed rest.

Blake stayed like that for a while, gasping and wincing from his latest orgasm. Sweat stained his forehead, the little amount of cum that had managed to escape the gaping maw of Katya’s womb, lay splattered between the two, the heady mixture of their sex swirled in the room, probably ingrained into the sheetrock by this point.

He leaned closer, wrapping the woman tight as he ever so gingerly removed himself from her cock-hungry pussy that still seemed to want him to somehow give more.

For a moment his eyes passed over the phone which he'd dropped on the cushions in front of Katya, an annoyed look crossing his features as he remembered what he'd desperately wanted to happen.

He sighed,

“Sleep tight, Katya.” he whispered as he too fell into a deep slumber.

"Blake, oh... Blake, yes, fuck me FUUUCJKJ ME!"

Morgan's massive horse half lifted and then pounded down one last time, putting caution to the wind as she reached climax , her whole, huge body shaking and jerking as her horse-quim enjoyed the feel of the massive dildo suctioned to the floor. Her hands were a blur over the two gigantic orbs bouncing and swinging from her human half. She leaned into the wall separating herself from the man she'd just been pleading as she rode the wave of bliss rushing up and down her large form. She remained insensate, gasping hungrily for air with a far away gaze, her mind lingering earlier when Blake had managed to get a second away from that constantly needy cat girl of his. How wonderful it had been to feel those strong hands grasping onto her gargantuan tits, to see his cock straining not for his lover but for her, Morgan. He had so clearly lusted after not just her upper half either. Plenty of guys did that, stare at her massive tits, become erect when she asked them to play with her delightfully sensitive breasts. But as soon as her horse half came into the equation they would flag, suddenly much less interested in her body.

Not Blake.

She'd seen that look, the lust in his eyes as she'd rounded the corner with her gushing equine hole in clear view as she left.

How she wished he could be doing what Katya was currently experiencing, that big thing pounding away, gushing his lust inside her.

It was then she noticed the lack of noise coming from the other side, evidently the two had finally run out of steam. Morgan sighed, looking back at her black horse-hide, to where her wide rump hid the silicone toy. It looked like her Voyeurism was at an end for the night.

She arose, leaving a puddle of her frothy cream covering the toy stuck to the floor as well as the area around it.

I'll just clean it up tomorrow. She thought, realizing her own exhaustion as she trotted her way over to her own space set aside for sleep.