Things get complicated

The creaks and pops of leather stretching, buckling and splitting apart echoed in the small living room as Perrima’s voluptuous frame swelled and grew, the stunning display of her transformation causing both Zair and Zalah’s jaws to drop, and their respective libidos whip into a frenzy. As in addition to the alarming degree in which Perrima’s already enormous tits had swelled, easily having doubled in size, the increasingly more and more curvaceous redheads hips and ass were experiencing an equally stunning transformation.

Perrima’s eyelids narrowed slightly as her eyes began to roll upward, the mysterious potion she just ingested obviously having the side effect of driving a leg quaking orgasm that caused her heady pussy juices to froth over and begin spilling down her inner thighs, the glistening trail going so far as to her knees which trembled slightly as the sluttish alchemist felt her body’s contortion begin to slow.

Apart from her own deep breathing as the orgasm brought about by the mysterious elixir, the only sound of the room was when Perrima’s miniscule leather dress slipped of her hips and fell in a pile of ruined leather and cloth around her ankles, the once expensive fabric becoming quickly inundated with Perrima’s copious girlcum as it dripped from her frothing sex.

Slowly letting her eyes push themselves open, Perrima let her slightly burred vision take in the spectacle of her new figure, to which the words curvaceous and voluptuous no longer did justice. Widening her stance slightly, Perrima let her legs adjust to her new dimensions, as not only had her breasts expanded several cup sizes they now surpassed not only Zalah’s bountiful tits, but could easily best those of a giantess or barbarians. The colossal udders would have looked comical on Perrima’s demure slender frame, luckily for the herbalist, she found her massively expanded bust was now supported by her now impossibly full hips, her hourglass figure having reached superhuman proportions as her hips had grown wider by inches.

As Perrima brought her hands up to cup and gauge the sheer magnitude of her new boobs, Perrima easily found herself straining to heft the massive orbs of flesh as even with the noticeably denser muscles of her arms, her slender feminine hands not nearly enough to contain the gigantic mounds which spilled over her palms.

“Gods! I have only two questions…” Zalah having broken the short silence that filled the room, aside from Perrima’s heartfelt and enthusiastic moans that accompanied her stunning transformation.

“What was that potion, and were can I get some?”

The blonde warrioresses questioned with a lurid grin as she brought one of her hands to Zair’s tumescent fuckpiece, the fountain like degree in which precum was flowing from his now thumb sized pisshole indicating that the equine like stud found Perrima’s new form greatly appealing himself, if not by the torrent of precum that was now washing over Zalah’s hand than by the way his balls seemed to noticeably swell as he continued to watch Perrima explore her new body with her hands.

“Oh, the potion is called Aphrodite’s Milk, as for where to get more that’s kind of complicated…”

Her words spilling from her seemingly fuller lips, her tone soft and throaty, it was obvious to both Zalah and Zair, the changes that Perrima had just undergone had not simply been cosmetic as the potion had clearly had a large impact on her already healthy sex drive, made all the more apparent by the way thick waves of glistening juice pulsed down Perrima’s rippling legs.

“Not some little concoction you cooked up in your spare time I take it?” Zalah asked somewhat disappointed.

Letting out a slight giggle, the massive globes of her boobs shaking slightly, Perrima had begun running her hands down the small of her back eventually coming to the markedly plumper peach of her ass, digging her fingers into the now much juicier globes of her butt.

Turning slightly Perrima caused Zair, the massive cocked stud having not torn his eyes from Perrima’s substantially more jaw dropping figure this entire time, to groan deeply as she flashed him a raunchy grin over her shoulder and parted the plump globes of her now glorious butt exposing the tight bud of her cinnamon ring in the process. Zair’s groan turned into a bellowing growl as a glob of precum jolted from the end of his tumescent fuck sword and splatter across the ceiling of Perrima’s studio, causing droplets to begin to rain across the redhead's curvaceous frame.

“I think he wants to test out that ass of yours baby…” Zalah’s voice following soon after Zair’s had died down, the blonde fuck slut still eagerly gliding her hands on the salivating studs iron hard shaft of cockmeat.

Parting her lips to let her tongue lap up a few small drops of the recent blast of precum that Zair had graced her ceiling with, Perrima began taking slow strides toward Zair, the thunderous way her mountainous tits wobbled and jostled with every step of her long athletic legs being almost audible as she slowly closed the divide between herself and the couch where Zalah and Zair were seated.

Bringing her hand down upon her plump ass cheek with a loud smack, Perrima locked her eyes with Zair, the redhead’s face flushed and her sex absolutely pulsing a thick deluge of honey down her legs, curling her lips into a lustful grin.

“Do you want to shove that giant cunt crusher up my tight ass, sweety?”

Perrima’s velvety singsong voice seemed to hum above Zair’s hoarse groans that seemed to peak when the sexy herbalist mentioned her bountiful plump ass, as the idea of him once again driving his towering cudgel of thick cockmeat into her tightest hole made both of them salivate in excitement.

“Or would you like to slide that horsecock between these big fat titties?”

The red headed slut extraordinaire proceeding to slide her hands from her hips up her flat stomach eventually coming to once more heft the massive swell of her colossal boobs, squeezing the massive globes of flesh together, the swollen buds of her nipples pressing atop one another, as she offered her goddess like melons to Zair.

What followed next was Zalah let out a sharp gasp as her hand, which was still tightly wrap around the increasingly pulsing branch of fuckmeat that stood from Zair’s waist with steel like rigidness, found itself pushed from the thick girth of veined flesh as the thick vein running along the bottom of Zair’s horsecock ballooned outward at an ostentatious rate, as a thick lump rapidly ascended the length of his fuckpiece.

Both of the debauched super sluts watched with wide eyed fascination as the golf ball sized lump reached just beneath the bulbous tip of Zair’s monstercock head, the fist sized tip taking on a shade of angry red as his pisshole widened and the once free flowing flood of his precum slowed to a trickle.

“Don’t keep me wai-”

Was all the Perrima could utter before a stream of precum, easily being the length of a horse carriage, was loosed from Zair’s now substantially enlarged pisshole, the astonishing magnitude of the clear blast of gooey fluid being only an estimate as the thick stream had begun splashing between the mountainous globes of Perrima’s boobs, dousing her vast cleavage with the slick cream, before it had cleared the throbbing tip of Zair’s cock.

Once the sound of Zair’s copious precum deluge splattering against Perrima’s tits and midsection had left the room, the massive busted herbalist let out a deep gasp as the sheer **** in which Zair’s super charged cum cannon had hosed the syrupy liquid onto her colossal knockers had not only imbued mountainous globes with a thick coating of heady cream but also succeeded in driving the air from her lungs.

Her lips curling into a tawdry smile Perrima let her hands begin caressing the enormous swell of her boobs, her fingers parting the thick coating of creamy prejizz that Zair had lavished upon them, going so far as to mash the colossal orbs together causing a spill of precum that had amassed in the deep valley of her cleavage to spill down her midsection and collect on the sopping wet lips of her pink pussy before dripping to the floor.

“You must be a tits man…”

Referring to Zair, the stud only staring back as he met her grin with his as the tremendously tittied redhead took a few sultry step placing herself between Zair’s spread legs, the massive bundle of his churning balls seeming to swell and pulse with increased production with every step Perrima took closer.

“I’m sure he finds your personality very charming as well…”

Zalah feeling somewhat left out chimed in as she began leaning over Zair’s muscled chest, flashing him a dazzling smile as she mashed her pillowy tits against his chest, eventually blocking his view of Perrima as she had begun to kneel between his legs which seem to twitch as whatever the herbalist had coated him with was already having its intended effect of restoring his body for another marathon of superhuman fucking with the two magnificent cumsluts besetting him.

Pushing her lips against Zair’s, Zalah thrust her tongue deep into his mouth, her tactile pink muscle dancing with his as she drew him into a deep kiss, thick lines of mutual drool breaking the seal of their lips and running down their chins as Zalah pressed her plump boobs harder against his chest, her rock hard nipples rubbing against his skin sending sparks through her body.

However Zair quickly felt his focus drained from Zalah’s juicy lip lock as he began to feel the unmistakable sensation of Perrima’s colossal mammories enveloping his tumescent horsecock, the thickly veined mast of red iron cock meat the was pulsing out mouthfuls of viscous cream as it was sealed in the velvety heaven of Perrima’s cleavage.

Breaking her kiss with Zair as the groaning stud threw his head back, shimmering tendrils of spit connecting his mouth with Zalah plump lips, the blonde turned her attention to watch as Perrima powerfully mashed the bountiful swell of her breasts along the twitching girth of Zair’s cock, the thick veins that ran along the glistening shaft swelling with pressure as blood fought to make it through the tight seal of Perrima’s boob buffer.

Her noticeably more defined biceps flexing Perrima began to heft the enormous handfuls of her giantess tits up the several inches of thick cockmeat that had not been engulfed in Perrima’s massive udders, the thick shaft of cockmeat easily sliding through Perrima’s immaculate creamy skin, ample lubrication having been provided by Zair himself when he doused the voluptuous redhead in gooey precum.

Even with her now staggeringly ginormous boobs, which engulfed well over half of Zair’s beating monster cock, Perrima’s ascending the titanous mast of fuck meat took several seconds, a slick sound of her breasts sliding against the hot skin of Zair’s turgid staff providing a debauched beat for the red headed cum slut to keep rhythm to.

As Perrima was eagerly seeing to the tumescent slab of cockmeat that extended from Zair’s pelvis, Zalah figured she would take the opportunity to explore Perrima’s additional inches, raising her self from where she was seated next to Zair she placed one of her hands on Perrima back, several long lengths of her red hair covering the slightly tanned skin of her feminine back, letting her fingers run along to slight dent of her spine edging quickly to her droolingly juicy ass.

Feeling as though she had crested some great peak, Perrima had engulfed the fist sized head of Zair’s cock in the velvety embrace of her ginormous tits. Locking eyes with Zair, Perrima mashed the pillowy globes of her colossal boobs tightly around his throbbing tip, the thick blasts of precum that seemed to constantly be flooding from his engorged bell end, seeping out the seal created by the herbalists soft udders.

As Zair threw his head back as Perrima expertly tit fucked him to heaven, a thick river of his precum slowly seeping free of her boobs tight embrace to run down her flat stomach and drip from her pussy, the already soaking folds of her vulva now positively drooling with anticipation at having the massive slab of cockmeat give her cervix a good stretching.

Now letting her tits slide back down the extensive girth of fuckmeat, Perrima let the dripping wet head of Zair’s cock pop from the envelope of her boobs, the gleaming bulb of angry red cockmeat coated in a thick sheen of his own precum, Perrima licking her lips as she parted them, several tendrils of drool connecting her plump lips.

Taking the enormity of Zair’s beating cockhead in her drooling gob proved somewhat challenging for the debauched herbalist, her lips having to stretch to their limits in order to fit the tip of the massive cudgel of fuckmeat into her dripping mouth, eliciting a slight pop from her jaw as she slowly lodged the colossal bell end in her steamy maw.

With a loud hoarse groan that most likely could be heard throughout Perrima’s shop, Zair felt the cum churning of his magically enhanced balls break into full tilt as Perrima began pressing the massive length of his horsecock down her throat as she slowly lowered her tits down the richly vein-corded shaft of expansive cockmeat that she had yet to fit into her swelling throat.

Her tongue and throat working in tandem they coaxed mouthful after thick mouthful of rich precum from Zair’s wildly oscillating balls, the bloated sack they were contained in swelling and then receding with every cup sized glass of cream sprayed down Perrima’s esophagus.

Her eyes narrowed into slits, yet none the less locked on Zair as she watched him be hit by a hurricane of pleasure, slowly edging more and more of the impossibly massive slab of cockmeat down her gullet, her tongue washing and whipping across the stretched smooth skin of his girthy shaft, and the muscles of her throat skillfully massaging the precum spewing head as it snaked its way closer towards her stomach.

Following quickly after Perrima had successfully **** one forth on Zair fuck cannon down her gullet, the redhead’s eyes almost bugged out of her head before quickly rolling back behind her eyelids as she felt a juicy wet tongue be pressed against her tight ring piece, Zalah obviously being more than eager to see if Perrima’s now staggeringly plump ass was as delicious as it looked.

Her tongue forcing its way through the ultra tight cinnamon ring of Perrima’s astonishing ass, Zalah pressed her face as deep as she could between the plump globes of Perrima’s ass, her chin sliding into the dripping folds of the herbalists pussy, as she inched her slender tactile tongue deeper and deeper into Perrima’s bowels, the talented muscles whipping and swirling against the sensitive flesh of Perrima’s anal corridor all the way.

Feeling herself beset by a juggernauts cock driving into her gullet and one of the most talented tongues of the world pressing into her anal canal, Perrima did her best to scream around the colossal fuckpiece lodged against her vocal cords as she felt her pussy explode in a thick spray of girlcum that ran down Zalah’s chin and neck, and rained across the enormous swell of her breasts.

Popping her lips from the wildly tightening and twitching ring piece of Perrima’s ass, Zalah slightly lowered her mouth letting her lips place themselves squarely over her squirting honey box, a thick torrent of Perrima’s delicious heady cream flooding through Zalah’s mouth, the blonde vixen swishing the ambrosial nectar in her gob before sending it sliding down her throat.

Even as an orgasm hit her, one that only seemed to swell and blossom with greater **** as Zalah began hungrily lapping away at her juicing vulva, Perrima seemingly on reflex, kept pace with the arduous task of forcing her throat to sheath the immense pillar of cockmeat before her, her nose blasting out hot gusts of air as she fought for breath as the tumescent spear in agonizingly slow fashion reached the halfway point in its journey through her stretched lips.
Almost positive she had a foot of cockmeat buried in her esophagus, and her head slightly spinning as orgasm after fiery orgasm whipped through her body, Perrima felt two heavy palms be placed atop her hands as Zair added his considerable might in pressing the massive globes of Perrima’s gigantic boobs against the considerable length of cockmeat that had yet to be fed into her hot gob.

Raising himself from where he was sitting Zair felt that with every sizable jet of precum that the red headed megaslut coaxed from his churning cumsack, he felt his desire to fuck both her and Zalah until they couldn’t see straight jump a notch, as his meaty biceps erupted on his arms as he mashed Perrima’s colossal mounds of tit flesh atop his cock as he began jerking his hips, tit and throat fucking the rather flushed looking herbalist at once.

For her part Perrima felt as though the entire world was spinning around her as the change of Zair standing over her meant with every thrust of his hips, her throat would swell and several inches of the groaning studs massive fuck staff would **** its way into her windpipe, in addition the enormous pendulums of his balls would smack into the undersides of her boobs with a loud smack.

Cup after thick heady cup of Perrima’s delicious girlcum flooded past Zalah’s lips, her mouth locked onto the herbalists squirting cunt for dear life, as though the fragrant delectable juice that poured from it nonstop was more precious than air to the blonde superslut, her throat pulsing nonstop as it gulped the nectar deep into her belly.

Letting out subtle grunts that could hardly be heard above Zair’s roaring that was gradually growing in intensity with the thundering of his hips, Perrima felt her massive boobs shudder and ripple when Zair’s weighty balls collided with her plump chest.

His groans deepening into almost animalistic cries, Zair in a show of barbaric power grabbed a handful of Perrima’s thick red locks, and began pulling her head from his massive cock, the herbalists spit and cumslick throat easily slipping free of the turgid fuckpiece, a loud gasp following as the fist sized head popped free of her maw.

Once the colossal tube of fuckmeat had been unsheathed from her throat Perrima’s face had taken on the appearance of lust incarnate, her face flushed red and several thick tendrils of saliva hung between herself and Zair’s still angrily throbbing horsecock, the enormous pillar of cockmeat still belting out globs of thick precum that splashed across Perrima’s face and tits.

Pulling her maw from Perrima’s fuck hole, Zalah lavishing her tongue across her lips, collecting the copious amounts of Perrima’s honey that clung to them as she brought herself to her haunches next to her red headed fuckslut counterpart who was gulping for air even as she eyed Zair wantonly.

Towering over the two debauched whorish vixens, both staring at him wantonly Zair felt his heart jackhammer in his chest, his desire to fuck the two delectable cum sluts until neither could walk being the only thought that jolted through his mind.

“What exactly did you give him, sweety?”

Both Zalah and Perrima’s eyes were locked upon Zair as his lips took on a wolf like grin, the predatory look only driving both fucksluts to cream themselves even more in anticipation, Zalah’s question hanging in the air slightly before Perrima had collected enough air in her lungs to answer.

“It’s kind of complicated…”