It is delayed by a little

“Belsach, you go orchestrate the music. I’ll go set up the menu for the restaurant. Eren, we need you to vet the girls. I want them ordered from vanilla to nasty.” Verdi ordered, the trio quickly getting to work on the coming orgy. Before Citrinas could stop them, they ran out of the room in a frenzy, eager to get construction planned.

“Hey, there’s a thing from my home called the Pit of Pussy. Can we add that too?” Fenri asked, trotting along with them.

“I can make that happen.” Evangeline said, likely misunderstanding just what she meant by a pit of pussy.

“Don’t you fucking dare you psychotic whore.” Bell said, running out of the room as Varrick groaned alongside Harvin.

“I believe it is best we listen in on their plans so we know what is to come.” Harvin mumbled, following them out with Daria, Mathias, and Varrick closely behind. Before long, it was just Citrinas and Tristiana, the two sisters unwilling to join in planning or cleaning the festivities.

Citrinas looked at her sister, her current appearance both familiar and foreign to her. Her facial features were slightly sharper while her once blue eyes were a golden amber color. Even when she was shifted to a more humanoid form like Verdi, she still retained a pair of white fox ears atop her head. Looking closer, she could see the faint outlines of the facial markings all kitsunes held gently covered by make up. Yet, for all her changes to her, she could still recognize her sister. The same could probably be said about herself. She had been 14 the last time she had seen Tristiana and waved her goodbye. Eventually, she said the one thing she had wanted to say since Tristiana had died.

“I missed you.” She said as Tristiana flashed a smile. Even with her species changed and all that had happened, her sister’s smile was still beautiful. She hugged Citrinas, her movements as though a weight were lifted from her as clung to her younger sister. She spoke quietly, her voice slightly cracked as she spoke.

“I’ve waited so long for someone to give me a proper welcome home.” She said, the simple act of being greeted worth more than any fortune and accolade she could receive. She hugged her sister, a tear rolling down her cheek as she smelled the faint scent of mint on her. It had been a hard journey for Tristiana, and they had both nearly died. Yet, they had survived the war and the consequences of it. She could tell, Tristiana was just as relieved as Citrinas was, the pair glad to just be alive. Suddenly, a hand grabbed both of them by the cheek and forcibly separated the pair, sending the two girls staggering backwards.

“Sorry to interrupt this heart to heart Princess, but Verdi and I have got a date with Fox-Bitch.” Fenri said, tossing Tristiana to the side as Verdi stood next to her, the duo leaving Eren and Belsach to plan. No, it was likely Verdi had split off a monster core to multitask. Pinning her sister to the wall, Fenri held a knife to her chest, the blade gently cutting the long silken robes she was wearing. “I’m gonna mount your ass on the wall you furry little cunt.” She threatened, no, promised as she put her hand across Tristiana’s mouth while Verdi watched the show.

“MPH!?” Tristiana said, baffled at Fenri’s sudden aggression before looking to Verdi, shocked that he had turned on her as well.

“You are NOT killing my sister!” Citrinas said, trying to wrestle the knife from Fenri. Sadly, her strength was far from enough to even faze the hero as she slashed downward, her blade a gray blur. It was only when she saw the look in Fenri and Verdi’s eyes that her fear turned to full on terror. She did not see murderous bloodlust in their eyes.

She saw only lust.

“Who said anything about killing?” Verdi asked, visibly confused as Tristiana’s clothes fell away, the thin robes cleanly lacerated while the skin underneath was left untouched. Her skin was whiter than ivory, interrupted by a pair of pink nipples. She was not as busty as Citrinas, having mere B cups compared to the D cups Citrians had. Fenri reached forward, giving Tristiana’s chest a squeeze as Citrinas was confused by the lack of milk flowing from her chest, only to scold herself for accepting Verdi’s changes to their bodies as “normal”. Despite seeing her sister’s naked body when they bathed together, Citrinas felt her body flush, Verdi’s constantly nightly activities giving her proclivities she lacked prior to meeting him.

“Hm. Nice tits Fox-Bitch. Could be bigger though.” Fenri said, reaching forward and fingering her pussy with the other. Tristiana groaned behind the gag, Fenri’s fingers teasing her g spot as Citrinas felt her clit stiffen at the show. Even though it had been days since Verdi had pumped any of his mutagens into her, her clit still retained some of its changes, growing to a full 6 inches in length when she was aroused and jabbing into her panties, the rough fiber causing her to squirm in place. She quickly grabbed her skirt, **** to hide the growing nub of flesh as she felt herself grow wetter, the sight of Fenri and Verdi toying with her sister erotic despite trying to convince herself otherwise.

“Yeah, yeah. I can get a hint.” Verdi grumbled, licking his mouth to begin building up his potion. Before he could **** it down Tristiana’s throat, Fenri leaned forward and kissed him, seizing the potion for herself. Suddenly, her eyes went wide as her chest began to swell, his potion somehow bypassing her natural tolerance to his potions.

First they were C cups, then D cups and continuing to swell with no end in sight. Before long, the leather armor protecting her chest was beginning to overflow with milk, her growing chest compressed by her body armor. Verdi quickly conjured an ice knife and cut at the straps in her clothes, the armor falling away to the ground as her nipples inverted, the sheer size of them swallowig up the dark nubs. Verdi idly reached forward with both hands, gently sliding a finger into her chest as she groaned, his digit sliding in with ease.

“Forgot to tell you, my potions got a little bit stronger, and I got a few new ones.” He said with a prideful voice, the time in the Gates enhancing his potions as he fingered Fenri’s nipples, milk spraying out with each move he made. She groaned, accidentally swallowing another mouthful of his potion as her chest swelled further, now an E cup in size. Citrinas saw Fenri visibly hesitate, debating whether to swallow the last of the potion or **** Tristiana to drink it. She eventually made her choice as she moved her hand from Tristiana’s mouth.

She struggled, trying to keep her mouth closed as Fenri stuck her fingers into her hapless captor’s mouth, her chest now a ludicrous F-cup and swaying with each move she made. Instead of kissing Tristiana to **** the potion down her throat like Citrinas expected, looked down and seemed to swish the potion in her mouth before spitting the potion into her sister’s mouth, mixing her own saliva into the ungodly concoction. She **** Tristiana’s mouth shut and pinched her nose, holding it in place as Tristiana was **** to swallow the mix of Fenri’s spit and Verdi’s potion.

As soon as Tristiana swallowed the potion, everyone watched with bated breath as her once petite figure grew bustier. Her chest that was once comparable to apples shifted to oranges, then melons, her chest now the same size as Citrinas or Fenri. Yet, she showed no signs of slowing, the growth causing her to lose her balance as she hit an H cup, the size ludicrous on her slim build. Her nipples soon disappeared within the expanding tit flesh, inverting from the sheer growth as the first droplets of milk flowed outwards like fresh springwater.

Before long, Tristiana was **** to use Fenri for support, her chest now a K cup that endlessly drooled milk, thick droplets falling away as Citrinas felt her throat go dry. Her chest was massive, yet she knew Verdi could and would make them bigger considering past experience. She also knew that her sister would probably end the night with a body just as, if not more perverse than Citrinas. As she thought that, she saw hearts form in her sister’s eyes while her pussy grew wetter, soaking Fenri’s fingers.

“Did you mix aphrodisiac in there too!?” She asked Verdi as he shrugged innocently.

“Don’t talk to me, I’m just here to help Fenri get her ****. Got any complaints, send them to her.” He said, shifting whatever blame she had levied against him to Fenri.

“That reminds me. Verdi, I think I need some toys.” She said as Verdi focused on his left hand, the skin glowing as one of his monster cores were crystallized. He then cut the hand off with an ice knife before tossing the severed limb to Fenri. A black whip extended from the severed limb, wrapping around itself as it reshaped itself in a matter of seconds before falling into Fenri’s outstretched arm. She finished by using Inventory to heal Verdi, spawning fresh biomass for him to heal with.

She held her new toy into the light to inspect it, the shape familiar to Citrinas. The base of it had a pair of massive testicles that seemed to throb and twitch whenever she wasn’t looking. Extending from it were a pair of 18 inch shafts more suited for a horse than a man, the thick flares at the end like battering rams while the middle had thick medial rings. Each shaft had two knots, one at the base near the testicles and another at the medial ring. The sheaths were laden with a series of spikes and demonic nubs that would scrape against anyone it was shoved into. The remainder of the shaft was laden with green tentacles, each one seemingly sentient and capable of feeling out any woman’s weak points with ease. The only thing that seemed different was that it had gotten slightly thicker, the shaft now wider than both her forearms combined.

“Okay, this has gotten too far! Fenri, give me the Verdi-dildo. Verdi, go fix my sis-GLRK!” She felt a throbbing pain in her throat and jaw as Fenri thrusted her arm forward like a fencer, shoving Verdi’s cock down her throat in the blink of an eye. She felt the first knot pop into her mouth, her jaw stretching around it before she felt the spikes drag against her throat. Spittle dribbled down her throat as she felt a tiny sliver of air somehow pass through, the amount enough to keep her conscious yet far from enough to leave her focused. His second shaft was patiently snuggled between her breasts, her breast milk lubricating it as she tried and failed to spit him out.

“Princess, did your parents never teach you to not speak with your mouth full?” Fenri asked as Verdi shifted in place next to her, feeling every inch of Citrinas’ throat as Tris struggled against Fenri’s grip.

“Get that out of her mouth! She's ****!” She yelled in a panic as Fenri held her by the throat.

“Y’know, back home, most people got on their knees when they asked me for stuff.” She said, taking the dildo shoved in Citrinas’ throat and thrusting it to and fro, jerking Verdi off with Citrinas’ throat. Seeing the situation was not in her favor, Tristiana bit her lip, her ears twitching as she tried to think of what to do next. “Better be quick. Be a shame if she ends up taking the knot.” She warned, gently pressing the knot against Citrinas’ throat, the massive bulb throbbing menacingly against her lips. Her eyes showed pure defeat as Fenri released Tristiana, letting the kitsune surrender.

As she got onto her knees, she tried to bow to them like a **** would to a master, only to have a particular problem occur as her enhanced chest touched the ground before her head did. She pushed harder, the pressure causing her milk to flow out in greater amounts the harder she tried to push. A puddle formed on the ground as Tristiana bowed her head, the white kitsune ears twitching as she bowed naked to Fenri, eventually having her head touch the ground in front of her.

“Please get that thing out of her mouth.” She asked politely, the milk puddle now reaching her knees as Fenri pulled the dildo from Citrinas’ throat, causing her to instinctively exhale as the second knot popped from her mouth, leaving only the flare inside. She tasted Verdi’s precum pool in her mouth, the flavor a mix of pungent bitterness and floral oils. She felt a sudden emptiness, only for Fenri to abruptly shove the dildo back down her throat. She felt her jaw stretch as she was **** to swallow him down to the base, the first knot nestled in her throat while the second knot once again threateningly pressed against her lips.

“Fox-Bitch, when I said people asking me stuff gotta get on their knees, this is what I meant.” Fenri said, grabbing Tristiana by the hair and forcing her head forward. “Inventory.” She said, her clothes disappearing in an instant as she **** Tristiana’s face to her crotch. Tristiana let out a soft muffle, her face covered by Fenri's lower lips before understanding the demand and slowly licking. Though Tristiana’s technique was sloppy at best, Fenri’s lower lips grew wetter at the sight of the haughty kitsune reduced to eating her out, the pair maintaining eye contact throughout the entire exercise. Suddenly, Tristiana’s eyes glowed with a faint green color, attempting to use mind control to **** Fenri to stop.

“Nice try.” Fenri said, grabbing Citrinas by the head and forcing it down to her crotch, placing the sisters next to one another. At the same time, she **** the dildo shoved down Citrinas’ throat to touch her crotch, the dildo instantly bonding to Fenri’s body as she moaned. Citrinas felt her jaw stretch wider as the shaft in her throat extended, the 18 inch dildo snaking its way forward through into her very stomach. She couldn’t gauge the size, but she felt like she was being fucked by Verdi’s monster form. Behind them, she could hear Verdi quickly tearing his clothes away, his body no longer able to hold back as his cock grew erect.

“Verdi’s got a neat little ability called Status Effect that makes him immune to mind control.” Fenri said dismissively, using one hand to hold Tristiana by the hair while the other was holding Citrinas’ hair. “And he’s real generous when it comes to sharing.” She said, casually warning them that mind control didn’t work so long as she had Verdi fused to her at the crotch.

“GLRK!” Citrinas said, feeling the tentacles studding Verdi’s cock began poking and prodding at her stomach, searching for sensitive spots to play around with her.

“Jeez, you’re such a drama queen Citrinas. We all know you don’t have a gag reflex after all we’ve done.” Verdi said as Fenri groaned.

“Drama queen? More like pillow princess. How are you having any fun when her blowjobs are this shitty?” Fenri asked as she jerked herself off with Citrinas’ throat, the second knot bumping against her teeth with each thrust.“Same for you Fox-Bitch, I’m barely getting off here.” She said, visibly annoyed with Tristiana’s lack of motivation.

“Let's give them a little incentive.” Verdi offered up as he began undoing Citrinas’ clothes, her skirt falling away as he undid her panties, her clit finally exposed to the open air as he gently fingered her. She could feel herself growing wetter with every touch he made, his hand soaked with her vaginal juices as he paused only to toy with her oversized clit. “If you two can make Fenri cum before I can make you two cum twice in a row, we’ll let you go.” He offered, the deal he offered near impossible to complete.

“And if you win?” Fenri asked as Verdi cut Citrinas’ shirt away with a thin blade of ice, finally exposing her breasts. Citrinas felt a strange sense of smallness as she realized for the first time in a while she was the flattest person in the room. Verdi idly fingered her right nipple, preparing it for what was to come as he continued talking.

“Then we play a punishment game.” He said before leaning forward and whispering his plan to Fenri, making sure neither sister could hear him. Her eyes widened before a devilish grin ran across her face.

“Ah you're a sick bastard.” She said playfully, leaning forward and kissing him on the cheek. “You two better get to work before Verdi gets his paws on you.” She warned as Citrinas and Tristiana began to frantically work to please Fenri. Tristiana began to suck and lick at her clit with vigor while Citrinas tried to remember Fenri’s oral techniques. She swallowed, her throat constricting around the inhuman shaft stuffed down her throat as Fenri moaned, a surge of pleasure running through her body as Citrinas tried and failed to lick at her balls like Fenri did to Verdi.

“Wow, look at them go.” Verdi said as he watched Fenri begin playing with herself, fingering her nipples as if to help Verdi lose his little bet.

“Better get to work Verdi. They might win.” She said playfully as Verdi hopped behind Tristiana, gently spreading her lower lips to see a veritable flood pour out of her.

“I’m hurt you’d think they had a chance.” He said, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as the papillae writhed and twitched. With no warning or fanfare, he let his tongue extend outwards, wrapping around her clit as his papillae began stroking her, the tendrils no different from his monster form’s tentacles. His tongue continued to snake around, parting Tristiana’s folds as it plunged into her. Fenri almost looked jealous as he began to lick and tease at her, his tongue stroking her G spot before gently caressing her cervix.

“HNNNNNNNNN!” Before he could enter her womb and begin having his real fun, Tristiana’s entire body tensed up. She stopped licking at Fenri as she began squirting, drenching Verdi’s face as her body began to change, 4 of her kitsune tails emerging from her body as she lost whatever focus was keeping her monster form at bay. She gasped and panted for air like a dog in heat, unable to continue pleasuring Fenri as Verdi wiped his face, making sure to retract his tongue as slowly as possible.

“That's one.” Fenri said, reaching forward to Verdi’s face to get some of the pussy juice drenching him and rubbing a finger against his cheek. Holding up the drenched finger, she opened her mouth and licked it, tasting Tristiana’s juices while relishing at the sight of her nor comatose body. “So how’s her pussy?”

“They really are sisters. Only difference is that Tris’ pussy is WAY tighter when she comes. Like, a vice grip.” Verdi answered as Fenri chuckled.

“Yeah, beast girls do that. Makes sure the knot stays tight.” She explained as Verdi strolled over, grabbing Citrinas’ as and giving it a playful squeeze.

“Citrinas, your turn!” Verdi said cheerily, getting on his knees behind her and placing his cocks on her ass, his precum dribbling onto her back as she felt her skin warm up, his aphrodisiac semen seeping into her skin as she felt the spines of his cock dig against her skin.

“Not using your tongue?” Fenri asked as Verdi thrusted against Citrinas’ ass, releasing a torrent of precum onto her.

“I was, but Citrinas looked like she couldn’t want any longer.” Verdi said, pulling his cock back as the spines, nubs, and tentacles studding them gently scraped against Citrinas’ skin. Before long, she felt the flared tips of his cocks press against her holes as he gently prodded her, his precum slowly filling her. She felt her womb begin to throb as her cervix relaxed, her body preparing to swallow his monstrous shaft down to the womb. Above, she could feel her ass doing the same, ready to filled to the brim with his seed.

Instead of ramming himself in one hard thrust, Verdi gently pushed forward, relishing in the sensation of his flare stretching her. An audible pop was heard as Citrinas groaned, her voice muffled by the shaft shoved down her throat as she felt all three of her holes stretch around him. As usual she felt a tingle of pain in her ass while her vaginal walls unleashed a burst of pleasure, his tentacles rubbing at her every sensitive spot. He continued to enter her inch by agonizing inch, as though teasing her as Citrinas lost all focus or interest in pleasing Fenri, the sensation far too much for her to stay focused. Before long she felt his flare reach the depths of her pussy, the fat head kissing her cervix as she felt her womb slowly fill with precum. At the same time she felt the cock in his ass reach the ends of her guts, the sheer size of his cocks causing a visible bulge in her body.

She felt herself get pushed forward as the knot at his medial ring met her holes, the orange sized lump bumping against her holes while his flared head pressed against her cervix, both holes far too small for someone of his size. Despite that, he continued to press onward, his tentacles studding his cock rubbing at her most sensitive spots as his precum and her juices mixed together. She felt a familiar oncoming rush as she struggled, trying to **** Verdi out, but it was too late as an audible pop was heard, her stomach bulging out several inches in front of her as he entered her womb.

She felt his tentacles begin prodding at her womb, teasing even her ovaries as his flared head could be seen tenting her belly. Her ass was no better, the spikes and nubs on his leathery sheath dragging against the sensitive flesh contrasted by the slick, sliminess of the rest of his shaft. He’d done this countless times to her, yet that did little to stop what was to come as she cried out, her voice muffled by the cock in her throat as she climaxed.

“Aw, already Citrinas? I barely even started.” Verdi said, her pussy clenched around him as his balls were drenched in her juices,

“So you gonna fuck Fox-Bitch next?” Fenri asked as Verdi slowly withdrew his cock, the bulge in Citrinas’ stomach disappearing as his flare reached her cervix. Despite withdrawing his cock, Citrinas’ womb was still full and distorted, his precum alone filling her womb to early pregnance. Her ass fared no better, his precum leaving her insides warm as his balls continuously worked to fill her up. Suddenly, he thrusted himself down to the hilt, his spines dragging across her ass and pussy as she cried out, her body still sensitive as he rutted into her without remorse, thrusting into her sensitive body.

“Tempting, but I would hate to make this game too easy. It’s been 3 minutes and I’ve almost won.” He said as Fenri made a devilish grin.

“Then let me give them a handicap. I’ll join in.” She said, looking down at the second cock that had been left unattended by anyone. It was 28 inches of monster cock, the length and girth enough that it almost obscured even Fenri’s vision. Taking her fingers out of her nipples, Fenri began lathering her chest with her milk, leaving herself as a sticky mess before spitting between her chest. Verdi and Fenri groaned at the same time as she wrapped her chest around them, the pillowy cushions hugging his shaft as the pair shared in the sensations. Opening her mouth, Fenri dove down, fellating the second shaft attached to her as Citrinas felt the cocks shoved inside of her twitch.

“Fuck.” Verdi groaned, reaching over and teasing Tristiana’s pussy as he thrusted harder into Citrinas, his cocks punching her from the inside as her belly distorted. Seeing victory in clear sight, Citrinas could her her sister audibly kissing, slurping, and licking at Fenri, hoping to bring her to climax. The one sided battle had become a race to the finish line as all three girls tried to beat Verdi. The knots for all 3 cocks stuffed in Citrinas began to swell, signifying that victory was well within their grasp, yet Citrinas could feel her own orgasm approaching. Yet, just when she was ready to feel all three knots get shoved into her, She instead felt a hand grasp at her clit.

“HNGGGG!” Citrinas cried out, squirting violently as she stopped licking the cock in her throat, her entire body freezing up as Verdi played with her oversized clit. At the same time, she could hear her sister crying out in bliss, Verdi’s other hand bringing her to climax with ease. As if to mock how close they had come to victory, She felt her jaw **** open as Fenri **** her down, shoving all 28 inches of monster cock into her throat while Verdi thrusted forward. She felt a familiar sting of pain as her lower holes stretched around him while her cervix was stretched to its limit, the second knot on his cock swelling and sealing the two of them together.

There was a throbbing in all her holes as she felt cum flood into her stomach, Fenri and Verdi’s loads both firing into the same location. Her womb also felt heavier as the first blast of semen entered her body, her ovaries flooded with his seed. She coulnd’t see anything, yet, she could feel it as her stomach bulged out, Verdi’s sheer liquid output as absurd as ever. Another spasm was felt as she felt his balls rise up, slapping against her thigh as both Verdi and Fenri filled her from both ends. She felt something cold touch her belly, the sensation strange before she realized her belly was touching the ground in front of her. At the same time, she felt something touch her head.

Looking up, she could see Fenri’s once trim and flat stomach was now swollen out in a pseudo pregnancy, the second cock attached to her crotch pumping fresh seed into her waiting throat. Milk fell on Citrinas’ head as Fenri rubbed against the shaft, coaxing out more and more semen as her elongated tongue stroked the entirety of the shaft. Another shot was felt as Citrinas’ womb and ass were expanded further, her body likely composed more of semen than water in pure weight at this point. Coughing was heard as Fenri’s growing belly hit its limit, forcing the cock from her throat as she was reduced to merely licking it with her elongated tongue, the freed shaft painting all three women with seed.

Citrinas felt a few more pulses in her, yet she could tell each one was smaller and weaker than the first three, his orgasm finally petering out. Before long, it was over as Citrinas was left, spit roasted between Fenri and Verdi while her body was supported by her cum inflated stomach. She tried a few times to **** the semen packed inside of her out by flexing her abdomen, yet she knew it was a hopeless exercise so long as his knots were inside of her.

“Hah....” Fenri said, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm as she gently reached forward and jerked at her monster cock, letting the last dregs of semen shoot out. Her newly enhanced breasts were painted white and covered in thick foam, the mix of her breast milk, spit, and semen making an ungodly concoction. Her breasts sat atop her inflated stomach, every movement causing it to sway like jelly. Despite swallowing only half of Verdi’s load, she looked ready to birth a child. Seeing her, Citrinas was almost afraid to see how thoroughly she had been filled, having three cocks filling her to the brim.

“Shame they still lost.” Verdi said, idly groping Citrinas’ breast with one hand while his other hand remained occupied with her clit, his casual stroking causing her to squirm in place. Seveal minutes passed as they all caught their breath, waiting for Verdi’s knots to deflate. Every once in a while Tristiana would try to use magic to break free, but the aphrodisiac in Verdi’s semen drenching her had left her barely capable of focusing, forcing her to remain stuck to Fenri’s pussy.

Eventually, Citrinas felt the knot in her mouth deflate as Fenri pulled backwards, her cock scraping against Citrinas mouth as she withdrew the inhuman shaft. Citrinas tasted the floral, pungent flavor of Verdi’s semen layering the shaft as she felt the spines and tentacles rub at her throat, each inch an exotic sensation. As the flare left her lips, it was like a plug had been pulled from a drain as she began vomiting Verdi’s semen, the pressure within her far too much to handle as she drenched Tristiana’s already wet body with Verdi’s seed, intensifying the aphrodisiac effect on her. She could feel the pressure within her relieving, yet not all of it was removed as Verdi kept her womb plugged with his cock, his shaft still rock hard.

“Well, I guess it’s time to get the real party started.” Verdi said spitting green fluid into his right hand, preparing to give Citrinas and Tristiana their “punishment”.