Side Story - Nanoha Crossover

Written for a friend's birthday some time ago. Edited and uploaded now to show some signs of life.

"Alright, everybody, we're entering the anomalous dimension. We've set up barriers, but be ready for anything." Hayate said over the comms. Theoretically, this should have been a milk run, but weird dimensional holes had a way of becoming way more consequential than normal, which is why 4 of the most experienced mages in the TSAB were here on this milk run. A moment of tension as they opened up the wormhole, and then... nothing. The space around them both looked and felt no different than the space behind them, their ship reading absolutely zero anomalies. Fate looked at her wife Nanoha, who simply shrugged. "Just an odd area of space-time?"

"I guess? We should still be careful, but for now everything seems normal." Nanoha came as she said that, pumping more hot sperm into Fate's wet pussy. Around her, the crew went back to its orgy, although they kept close eyes on their monitors just in case. Indeed, even as they switched positions so Fate could start plowing her instead, Nanoha still felt that something was just the slightest bit off.

Unbeknownst to them, though, quite a bit had changed. Fate's 15 inch penis which was completely stuffing Nanoha simply didn't exist mere minutes ago, and neither did the melon-sized breasts she was grabbing at as a hold. And they certainly weren't fucking straight out in the open, waving at similarly stacked and hung subordinates as they hurried back and forth, covered in cum and not much else. Even Hayate's ridiculous watermelons had absolutely no support from anything resembling clothing; them remaining perky as they pumped milk out at a brisk pace seemed as magical as the familiars surrounding her and fucking away. Indeed, any set of clothing intended for the body and not simply as a head ornament seemed to have stripped down to threads at most, and were non-existent in the majority of cases. From another perspective, nothing at all had really changed. Nanoha remembered just as clearly how she'd discovered Yuuko in her ferret form, then fought Fate over the Jewel Seeds, and then how the two of them had made up and then saved Hayate. She also clearly remembered when the two of them had hit puberty and how Fate was almost physically attached to Nanoha even after the lust phase was over, fucking and being fucked in equal measure, how as soon as Hayate was an adult the Wolkenritter showered her in cum and rode her dick until each of them in turn was pregnant, how proud she was when their adopted children had been even sluttier than they were.

Seeing that nothing at all had changed from their perspective, they continued further past the dimensional wormhole they’d opened. They had retroactively exposed their entire universe to the Hermpire Curse, but nothing else about the dimension they were entering was any different.

“We’re getting something,” a staffer said on the comms (taking the dick out of her mouth to do so). “Magical signature incoming.” Nanoha and Fate stopped fucking at that, quickly hurrying to the bridge to be present. Hayate nodded as the couple arrived, having quickly shifted gears from “milk provider” to “ship captain”; the situation was clearly not a milk run, after all. The magical reading stabilized, and then suddenly winked out of existence, whatever process it was representing likely having finished or failed. The comms team quickly got back on physical scanning, but didn’t seem to find anything just yet. Nanoha and Fate grabbed each other’s penises, half to satisfy their lusts and half to channel magical power early.

“I think we got something!” One of the officers called out.

“Let’s zoom in...” She started channeling energy, fine tuning the viewing until something showed up. It was... a person?

“Getting a - mmph! - comms request now!”

“Patch her through.” Hayate said. “This is Space Time Administration Bureau ship Wolfram, hailing unknown contact,” she said. There was a pregnant pause for quite some time, although no one felt comfortable enough to do much more than masturbate idly, and most didn’t even do that. It felt as if everyone was just waiting for the other cock to cum.

“Ah, hello! Sorry, it took me a bit to replicate your communications protocol.”

The voice came in cheerily; Nanoha felt very wary of the word “replicate”, but on the overall it was definitely on the positive side for her expectations of what evidently was a first contact scenario. “How does she speak our language yet not know our comms channel?” Fate said, thinking on the same lines as her girlfriend. “We have to be really careful.”

“Seems mostly non-hostile. Should I ask?” Hayate said.

“Maybe? I agree, but it could be something more subtle...” Fate sighed. “Nanoha is definitely going to say yes, though.”

Nanoha laughed at that a little, but nodded. “I agree. She doesn’t seem like a belligerent, necessarily. Definitely powerful magically, but I think we should be able to talk more.” Also, she mentally noted, if her mere appearance showed up on the radar she could probably go one on one with the ship anyways.

“Alright, then.” Hayate returned to the comms channel. “We can hear you. How are you speaking with us, by the way?”

“Mmm... I’m embedding the thoughts into magic, then letting your minds perceive it.” The voice said. “Could I come in? It’d be nicer if we could talk face to face, and also fuck a little.”

“... I think this might be some kinda local deity, right?” Rein said, looking uneasy. “

Yeah... Best be polite in this case.” Hayate nodded to herself, then chimed back. “Okay, how should we -“ She never finished, because at that moment the mystery person appeared in the middle of the bridge, causing a momentary panic among the staff and triggering the many mages’s flight or fight reflexes.

If she was perturbed by the idea of facing so many erect cocks, staffs, and guns, she wasn’t showing it. “My apologies, I felt like this would be easier. Didn’t realize you were military folks!” Now that they were face to face, they could really get a good luck at this strange maybe-deity. She stood at maybe 8 or 9 feet tall, well outside of the range of a normal human, and her assets seemed similarly scaled; breasts that would have been watermelon sized on a normal person were upgraded to huge hulking orbs of flesh, reaching the size of a small exercise ball a piece, a dick that easily surpassed 2 feet to rest in the center of those breasts, and truly divine hips, legs, and ass, toned and thick in equal measure. Milk flowed freely from her breasts onto the ship’s ground, and with their size it was easy to imagine that even existing brought this pink-haired woman huge pleasure. Her facial disposition seemed like the prototypical innocent, cheery, and horny girl, much like Nanoha in fact, but something about her seemed deeply familiar to all of the futas present.

“T-that’s okay, we were just surprised.” Nanoha said, although she never actually lowered her cock from its position pointed straight at the woman. “What are you?”

The mystery herm smiled enigmatically. “I’m somewhat of... let’s say a steward of this world and its people. When you intruded, I had to get a first hand look at what was going on, so I came over here.”

“Is that so.” Fate said. “What’s your appraisal, then?” Her staff crackled with magic, cartridges fully loaded.

“You all are fine, don’t worry about me! You seemed to have perfectly legitimate reasons to be here, and the puncture between worlds isn’t a huge deal since you didn’t enter very forcefully. You can carry on, although if you’re looking for anomalies I’m afraid it might just be little old me.” She chuckled, with a suprisingly high voice for someone so tall. Nanoha chalked it up to magic, though.

“I see...” Nanoha said. “Well, would you care for some tea while you’re here?” Politeness seemed to be working very well, and technically they were intruding.

“I generally don’t drink much of it, although I am feeling thirsty... There are other drinks I’d rather have instead.” She winked, stroking her cock for good measure; as the tension dissipated, their normal lusts seemed to come back all at once.

“Sounds good to me.” Hayate looked at Nanoha and Fate, then at the Wolfenkritter, then at the rest of the crew, all of which seemed... well, horny yes, but also not apprehensive.

Without further ado, dozens of cocks were thrust at the strange goddess, Nanoha and Fate's 15 and 16 inches chief among them. She smiled, knelt, and then immediately swallowed up Nanoha's and Fate's dicks at the same time. Not deterred at all, the other futas started thrusting away at the presented colossal breasts, increasing the flow of milk to positively torrential levels. Despite having 30 inches of thick cock inside of her mouth, she seemed to be sucking away perfectly fine, as if the cocks of both Aces together were just a military standard dildo. Around them, the crew seemed to be cumming much much faster and much much harder than they would normally, even the 10 inch cock and tennis balled Signum pumping out an cum like a fire hose. Nanoha and Fate tensed up as one, their prodigious cocks and (in Fate's case) huge balls pulsing with pent up sperm. Something about her mouth, or maybe something else, was making the blowjob like the best sex the pair had ever had. Even their cocks rubbing against each other seemed to be way more pleasurable than it normally was. It wasn't just dicks, too; Hayate was titfucking the woman's huge cock and her breasts too had upgraded to shooting milk out, and pretty much every pussy in the room was absolutely dripping. Nanoha and Fate came, and the orgasm coming from two very hung girls seemed to last almost forever, the woman slurping down cum for minutes on end. Dozens of cocks were cumming at pretty much every moment with ridiculous production, but careful observers (which were hard to come by when everyone was so busy thrusting their cocks at the mystery woman who clearly had some kind of sex aura) would note that the cum was melting into her body almost as fast as they could coat her with it. Which was extremely quickly with almost 50 supercharged futas pumping out cum as fast as they could.

People were trickling into the room, Hayate's call for an orgy drawing almost everyone on the ship into the room, where they immediately experienced the same increase to production. Already, girls were peeling off from those huge breasts in order to start railing each other, Vita cumming almost instantly when she shoved her cock inside Vivio. The room was actually developing a layer of thick cum, the scent inspiring even wilder performances. Hayate felt the oncoming orgasm from 2 and a half feet of cum and eagerly prepared herself. The woman tensed up... and nothing at all came out. Sorry, can't do that. My cum has... unfortunate properties. she heard in her mind. Well... actually... Cum shot out of her cock at mach speed, but as Hayate eagerly swallowed she noticed it definitely was a cocktail of the cum around her. That was Zafira's strong flavor for sure, and somewhere in there Nanoha's distinctive sweetness shone, and that was probably Lucino in there as well...

The orgy was breaking down into individual bits for sure, but Nanoha, Fate, and Hayate were still apparently targets of the strange woman, since when the married couple moved to fuck each other she simply redirected them by enveloping both dicks in her breasts - completely, even, no dick felt anything other than breast at all. After they came into those breasts as one, again, she lay down onto the floor altogether, spreading her pussy to all three of the aces and robbing Hayate of her 30 inch pole. They might have protested, but then something in the futa's eyes shifted, and suddenly her pregnancy hit them all like, well, a 30 inch dick. Suddenly, the inbuilt futa instincts about pregnancy were screaming that this woman was carrying frankly uncountable numbers of children, with millions, billions, maybe even trillions of different mothers, and thus that her pussy was extremely desireable.

15, 16, and 13 inches almost immediately slammed their way into the goddess's pussy, slotting in tightly yet comfortably even with 3 cocks going at it. With the almost physical weight of so much pregnancy, the three of them all came nigh instantly, flooding her womb with gallons upon gallons upon gallons of fresh semen. Instead of relieving the pleasurable pressure, though, it actually redoubled it; the woman winked again and the three Aces all felt her get even more pregnant, despite its seeming impossibility. Was this some kind of fertility goddess, then? Her pussy definitely met the description, almost being the platonic ideal of a pussy - warm, tight, soft, and absolutely drenched, almost pulling the three cocks in of its own accord. They kept going; not even the slightest bulge had appeared in her stomach despite 3 huge loads, so there was absolutely no reason to stop. Behind her, Subaru and Teana started doing the same to her huge ass, Eria and Caro pounding them in turn. At this point, the mixed fluids was pooling all over the bridge, reaching to almost their ankles in its deepest; the entire crew was present and banging away, enjoying their juiced up cocks, breasts, and pussies. They weren't slowing down at all, and might have actually been cumming faster than ever before.

After four or five cumshots in extremely quick succession, the strange giant of a woman stood up, a placating look on her face. "Sorry, I really shouldn't stick around too much. I got carried away a little..." She rubbed a cum-soaked hand on her head sheepishly. "I've done it again, I think." Looking around at the carnage she'd wrought, she seemed satisfied but also contrite. "You know, I also should apologize for giving you a little spook, and then thank you as well, so..."

She brought her colossal dick to bear again, and gave it a single stroke, one solitary drop of precum sliding off the tip into the sea of cum - some kind of **** prevented them from going to lick it up, somehow, despite desperately wanting to. As soon as it landed, though, every single futa started cumming and then just never stopped, both breasts and cocks just firing off constantly and pussies cumming pretty much on their own. The orgy redoubled in size, Nanoha just barely holding on enough awareness to wonder just what they'd encountered here before she winked out of existence.

Hours later, the bridge was finally empty. Not because they’d gotten tired of sex, as that would never happen even without the influence of a magical aphrodasiac, but because the layer of fluids in the room had grown to such an extent that in order to continue to fuck in there they would have had to swim in it. As such, the still constantly cumming futas spread out across the ship, spending the next hour and a half banging furiously and then a couple hours after that banging at a more sedate pace. The autopilot was worth its weight in gold, safely maneuvering the ship until they managed to flush the ten feet deep layer of cum and milk out of the bridge, as were the automatic electronics protectors that saved all the panels and the like from being cumlogged and rendered useless. Thankfully, they’d broken out of the worst of the daze in time for their pills to be functional, although Hayate was already planning on calling on replacements in 3 months. It was extremely likely that more than a couple futas would be riding the high still and neglect their pills, after all. While none of the most experienced mages could shake the feeling of oddity, they would find nothing of any real significance outside of the goddess, and thus turned back. The Wolfram returned to TSAB space through the same wormhole, its crew completely unaware of the massive changes its opening had caused to their universe.

“Welcome back.” Madoka was instantly enveloped in a warm hug as she reentered her sanctum, (literally) heavenly pussy swallowing up her cock nigh instantly. “Homura-chan,” Madoka said warmly. “Thank you for waiting for me.”

“It’s nothing,” Homura demurred. The two deities paused as Madoka came, a torrential flood of semen that felt as if it was potent enough to impregnate the very soul. “Conversion is very important.”

“Mm...” Madoka patted her stomach happily. ”Got the sperm of another existence again.”

“I’m surprised you keep finding new dimensions.” They switched positions almost seamlessly, Homura bringing her 3 foot cock to bear on Madoka’s pussy.

“They came to me this time; actually just punctured their way through. Really weren’t expecting me to change them retroactively, but then again who is?” Madoka had felt the need to thank them for their unwitting, and had used up probably a million gallons of sperm to materialize in the physical world.

“Mm... and now they’re all in here.” Homura said with a certain tone to her voice. “Did you leave any room for me, though?”

Madoka looked back at her wife, grinning lustfully. “There’s always room.”

“Good, then I’ll pump you with enough cum to outnumber that universe tenfold.” The two kissed deeply, Homura almost immediately getting to work on her promise.