Queen of the Amazons? Queen of the herd!

Panting heavily and clutching at her horned head, Hippolyta moaned and winced. She didn’t know what came over her, her daughter had **** her to drink her mother’s milk and… She just couldn’t stop! She found herself drinking more and more despite herself, what was worse was she never felt sated, if anything she only grew THIRSTIER. Pawing at her body, the Amazon queen was horrified to find she had grown immense. Her gown was in tatters underneath her body, her figure expanded past human limits to be over nine feet tall and four feet wide. Bloated beyond recognition, she hefted at her own four massive breasts to find them heavy and sensitive to her fingers. The nipples going stiff as she began to grope and knead at the leathery surface of her wide areolas, biting her lip at… “No! Must… Have to resist!”

Slowly rolling onto her side and whimpering at the bulk of her new body, Hippolyta managed to get to her cloven feet and nearly lost her balance with her new physique and height, now towering over 9 feet tall. She wanted to cry, her slim athletic figure, toned after so many centuries of discipline had been exploded out into plump curves and bulk. Her hips were over four feet wide now, tapered with stout thighs as large as her entire body once was with a rump that stood out like two globes over a foot out from behind her, where a long tail with a bushy tip swished and swatted back and forth out of anxiety. She could finally feel the weight of her now softened middle as it hung slightly from her waist and obscured her cloven feet below. Her four watermelon sized breasts resting on the slope of her stomach and heaved with every deep breath. Touching her face, she almost wept to find her face too had become soft and rounded, her ears having grown longer as well as her horns which now arched over her head as thick as her wrists in the shape of a heart.

“My daughter, what have you DONE to me?!”

“Pff, I did you a favour, you should enjoy this as much as we are Mother, I’ve set you free.”

“You what?!” Hippolyta moaned, looking down at herself in dismay. “Look at what you have done to me, I’m an elephant!”

“YES! A proud, POWERFUL female elephant of a satyress.” Growled Donna as she pawed at her own curves, relishing her size and weight as if she were the most attractive creature present. Even slapping her meaty rear to find no yield from her strike and laughing at how fat and large she herself had become. “This is a gift, a gift to enjoy and flaunt for all to see.”

“Well said my niece.” Purred Antiope as she rested on her side nursing her latest brood, the sounds of them suckling her nipples could be heard even from Hippolyta, the red furred satyresses moaning proudly at how healthy they were. “The warrior’s path was a fool’s errand sister, the path of a mother, a BROODMARE, that is true feminine might!”

“NO! No this is… This is not our way, we are AMAZONS!” Whimpered Hippolyta, clutching at her head as the urges grew stronger within her, even now she felty a throbbing in her loins and a heat in her chest. Every fiber in her being was telling her, DEMANDING her to let go. Staggering one foot at a time, Hippolyta tried to get away, looking around she wondered where she could run off to?

All around her hundreds of satyrs picked away at the buildings and streets, uprooting brickwork and metal and eating it just as easily as one would bite into bread. The rest rutted out in the open like animals, grunting and roaring out in sexual conquest or birthed openly on the streets, braying out with each new addition to the growing herd of giant goat people. But as bad as it was, what was worse was what she could smell in the air; something potent and musky that made her nipples crinkle and her pussy clench. “Sniff… What… Sniff sniff, what IS that? It smells so…”

‘It’s excitement sister…’ Spoke a disembodied voice in Hippolyta’s head, the voice sultry and honey sweet, yet deep and throaty. ‘Male excitement, swelling, bulging, pent up and ready to burst.’ Hearing heavy footsteps, the blushing Hippolyta turned and looked up, gasping at what stomped its way towards her and her family. As big as she, Donna and Antiope had become, this she-beast was truly immense. Easily twelve feet tall and so large one could only assume she weight a metric tonne or more. The pitch-black anthropomorphic goat waddled towards the trio with a hand at her ample hip, oozing confidence and sexuality as her four beachball sized breasts swaying hypnotically, begging to be suckled. Without realising it Hippolyta caught herself licking her lips.

‘do you thirst for MY milk too? Do not starve yourself herd sister, I offer willingly.’ Hefting one of her large tits, the black goat licked at her spurting nipple and shuddered, closing her eyes and lowering a hand to calm the storm of kicks in her bloated womb. ‘And I can smell it, you are in heat, do not deny it.’

“Wha… WHO are you?” Whimpered the Amazon Queen, her blush intensifying as the scent was at its strongest with the massive pure satyress. She couldn’t recognize who she was, her nose was flattened and had merged with her brow and upper lip, her eyes bearing square irises and her entire body was covered in fur. Snorting at the question, the massive goat woman brought her other hand to sooth her unborn brood.

‘I abandoned my name, my memories, my everything to become what I am, names are such a waste on the countless masses that make up the herd… But if it calms you, you may call me Zee.’

“This is madness! I must… Must resist…”

‘Resistance is futile sister, the herd claims all, embrace the lusts, the gluttony, the pride, and you shall be rewarded.’

Backing up and still clutching at her expanded curves, Hippolyta had become weak in the knees, unable to stand as her senses were bombarded with the scent of sex, pheromones and musk. She didn’t know how long she could keep it up, to fight against the growing, gnawing urges that picked away at her.

‘Well, well, well… Looks like someone FINALLY put a little funk in their trunk.’

Gasping at the deep, masculine voice in her head, Hippolyta looked over her shoulder to gasp up at the towering mass of Buck, looking down at her and pumping his massive cock in his hand, his balls hanging heavily and bulging.

‘Knew sooner or later you’d get the idea.’

At her larger size and her increased senses, Hippolyta found herself whimpering in arousal, her tail rising over her two ass cheeks as she stood on her hands and knees. Eyeing the satyr god’s girth and length, she found her pussy clenching against her will, eager to have him spear into her moist folds.

‘Oooh, and look how bad you want it too, well I’m not one to leave a hot babe wanting.’ Grabbing a handful of Hippolyta’s fat rear and groping it affectionately, the satyr bull aimed himself at her folds and trust deeply into her until he was at the hilt. Nickering out a gasp, Hippolyta cried out at the intrusion, feeling that he had nearly split her in half. ‘Hnnnnngh… Damn girl, you are fucking tight, looks like no one fucked you in a LONG time! Good thing I’m here.’ Grunting and snorting, the satyr bull thrust hard and fast, seeing no reason to be romantic or gentle with the new addition to his herd. Completely overwhelmed, Hippolyta moaned out loud, her body betraying her as she collapsed onto her belly and tits, feely her mass shift and wobble from his aggressive thrusts. Slowly lifting herself up, she moaned out again, louder as she felt her four breasts sway with the thrusting cock buried deep into her pussy, battering against the walls of her womb. Her cries of pleasure in tandem with his balls slapping her thighs.

‘Do you see now sister?’ Purred Zee in the amazon Queen’s mind. ‘We ONLY want to help you reach your true potential; you lament the loss of your Themyscira? You could give BIRTH to a new Themyscira every week!’ Reaching up and tapping her horned head, the massive black goat woman smirked. ‘Let me SHOW you…’

Moaning and shuddering, Hippolyta’s mind was suddenly bombarded with thoughts and images that were not her own. Lurid and salacious imagery of her mating and breeding with the bulls of Buck’s herd, over and over again. Gorging herself on cum and milk and anything else she could sink her teeth into to make herself bigger. Watching days pass in seconds, birthing litters each time and becoming crowded with her own progeny as they numbered in the hundreds, then the thousands. She lost track of time watching her future self grow and bloat and breed until she was absolutely massive! Leading a herd of millions across the countryside and braying out in conquest.

Sharing in her vision’s roar of empowerment, Hippolyta’s mind exploded in orgasmic bliss as she felt Buck erupt and flood her womb with boiling hot seed to the point of overflow. His essence causing her to bloat and fatten larger and curvier as her belly rapidly swelled. ‘WOW! Gotta love breaking in new heifers, welcome to the herd gorgeous!’ Smirked Buck, grunting as his balls emptied into the she-creature panting and moaning.

Feeling her pussy tighten, he also heard her moans grow deeper and throatier. Looking over her shoulder, Hippolyta gave the satyr God a smoldering look of pure desire. “Is THIS how you treat ALL of your heifers Buck? I am a QUEEN! I demand to be fucked like one!” Intentionally deepening her voice to a grating husk, Hippolyta smirked when she felt his jolt in her pussy, his erection regaining girth as she coaxed him for another bout.

‘Sure THING Queeny!’ Thrusting hard into the black furred heifer, Hippolyta no longer restrained her moans of passion, arching her back and allowing her four heavy tits to swing from her chest.

“Yes, YES! Fuck me my Master! My BULL! My ALPHA! Claim me, add me to your herd, I shall prove to be the most fertile in youaaaaaaaRGH!” Bleating out in orgasm again, the she-beast was rocked by Buck erupting into her again, her belly swelling larger as her flanks grew and her hips expanded. “Yes! Fatter, FUCK ME FATTER my Master!”

Watching on in arousal, Donna and Antiope purred, leering at the former amazon queen reduced to a braying nymphomaniac demanding more. “Welcome to the herd my mother.” Purred Donna, rubbing the slope of her pregnant belly.