You win!

The futas fuck your ass with abandon even though the logistics seem impossible. You are worn out, though, and can’t enjoy it and pass out.

...

You awaken to a soothing rocking. You are draped over the couch, being analized by a long line of futas. You see you have accumulated tens of gallons of cum inside your distended middle. You stretch and yawn.

“Let’s go check on Amy,” you say.

Your disappointed harem sighs and lets you go. Your hips can barely pass through the doorway as you carefully maintain your balance. Amy is sitting in the center of the open floor, surrounded by her swollen package and flaccid dick. Her balls have at least a twenty foot diameter...each.

“Welcome back,” Amy smiles. “You slept a whole 2 days! I’ve been busy, as you can see. I intercepted a whole bunch of orders so you could birth them instead.”

“Wow, that’s great!” You laugh excitedly.

“We have to wait another few minutes until midnight, if you want to keep me company,” Amy suggests.

“How about I turn you on so we can get those balls churning,” you return.

“That’s what I had in mind, duh.”