Announcement Early release of the chapter. Should I post chapters as soon as I finish them? Or should I post at regur intervals? also formatting question: do you guys like the new format or should I go back to the previous one?

  Xena screamed out of the Downtown building like a bat out of hell.

  Her flight speed allowed her to clear the distance to Sherrel's garage in a fraction of the time it took to drive from there in a fraction of the time.

  and she needed to get there ASAP.

  The cool down from her ethereal form came at an unexpected and highly inconvenient time and while she quickly healed from the damage, the cost for that healing gave her a massive and throbbing problem. The 'low' ceiling of the hallway spared her the embarrassment of her opposition from seeing the very un-threatening view of her now leaking and twitching cock.

  She was thankful that her stiff nipples went unnoticed, likely due to the agent being turned to goo.

  Ultimately she was on a timer, both for her starving libido AND for her unwilling occupant. The limit of 15 minutes was for a person of average will power and for all of Emily's negatives, weak-willed she was not.

  But again, luckily, she could fly fast as fuck.

  She flew through the wall of the building and materialized in the middle of the growing hive. Quickly ending her flight and shunting the women from her inventory onto the no-longer-bare concrete floor.

  Her daughters were ready for her thankfully, as she needed something avaible to sate her bobbing problem.

  Xena followed the directions given to her as she too reyed to them to restrain the squealing Ms. Piggot. The messages are instantly received thanks to their telepathic bond.

  She ate up the ground as she made her way to where the two captured Merchants were. Like the world's rgest and fastest snail, her breasts leaking milk to-and-fro while her cock leaked from-and-to, leaving a trail that anyone with half a brain could follow.

  She found the two merchant women trussed up and coated in glistening lube, likely a result of one of Rebecca's creations, and had a difficult choice to make.

  White meat, or Dark meat?

  She didn't deliberate long as her need was still growing, and the bck woman's rger ass decided for her.

  Xena strode to the panicking woman who desperately tried to move away, yet the chains that bound her just caused her to swing back even closer, ultimately being caught by hips by Xena's rge hands.

  The dark meat's dangling breasts caught Xena's attention and with barely a thought she used her power to expand the modest B's to be truly cartoonish levels on par with the xenomorph's own massive beach ball sized ones. These women were to become some of the first people to be solely used for increasing her drone popution, so their ease of movement came far behind their appeal.

  Xena let out a throaty moan as she did so, her cock becoming somehow harder as even more precum streamed out and clear fluid trickled out of her drenched vagina.

  Xena id her leaking cock between the woman's cleaned ass cheeks and slowly sawed it back and forth getting the oily butt coated in her pre before drawing it down across the brown starfish and past the vulva. Smearing the whole area she then used the wet and oily thighs to lube up her own cock. Xena was utterly tempted to just thigh fuck the woman right then and there, almost losing it with the heightened pleasure she was feeling until she caught herself.

  The mocha skinned woman was not shivering due to the temperature as it was already quite warm in the building, but out of fear of what was going to happen.

  Xena groped the new massive breasts that were on par with her own, rolling the enrged nipples with her rge hands as if the breasts were normal size.

  "Sshh... Don't worry your little head. For now on, you both are mine and will no longer have to worry about clean water, cold nights, or starving on a corner waiting for a John to pick you. MMpfff" A rge dollop of pre spttered the grey rubbery ground. "I'll take care of all of your needs, and When we are done, you'll even be released. Aren't I a kind woman?

  She aimed her meat with one of her small hands and with the other held one of the mocha cheeks steady as she aimed for the honey pot.

  Pink lips were slowly parted with unyielding force, stretching around the grey intruder as Xena sunk inch after inch of her cock in a quivering quim.

  Her hold of the Merchant woman ensured that the human was in a vice grip as she forged the tunnel to her shape, but it did not take long before the canal was stretched full and only the final gate y barred.

  Already the sores and tracks that pockmarked the bck woman's skin began to heal, the sickly pallor that tinted the skin clearing. The penetration of vagina was a far superior vector of healing than the simple 'massages' Xena did to Hannah, and with the pleasure came a muffled moan from the victim. Her attempts to writhe and wiggle herself free turned to giving in to the pleasure and wanting more.

  Xena tenderly stroked her butt cheek as her rger hands kneaded the massive bosom, employing small tugs that elicited more muffled gasps.

  "Mmmh… such a good girl. See what happens when you are mine? and Guess what?" She leaned in close as a muffled "what?" came from the trusses up Breeder.

  Xena's massive head turned to the pale Merchant as she made her reply.

  "I'm just getting started."

  She punctuated her statement by hilting herself completely in her new Breeder, penetrating through her barred gate and into the woman's womb and further till her head smmed into the opposite end causing a bulge to form from the outside.

  Xena also came at that moment, being both on a hair trigger and never having practiced resisting the pleasure.

  She came hard and she came loud.

  With her loud moan and her close proximity, Xena's daughters all stopped what they were doing as an echo of her pleasure washed over them.

  -X-

  Sherrel was interrupted as she was already working on another project, but both felt something in her stomach stir and heard the moan coming from the choir. Sure enough, she finally had the opportunity to experience a birth while not being high on Xena cock. Sherrel quickly dropped her daisy dukes and spread her legs to let the Tan body slide out where it quickly righted itself and ran off.

  She left her pants off as she got back to her work.

  -X-

  Yuri looked up from her phone when she heard the slutty choir and saw one of her daughters? had staggered as it was transporting some parts or somesuch. It leaned against the wall as it panted showing off its pharyngeal jaw that looks like it had just ahegao'd.

  Yuri squinted at it before going back to shitposting on a forum.

  She could not wait till her rig was free from Xena's pocket space.

  -X-

  Emily was panicking as she tried her best to fight off the Short, stacked- likely biotinkered- woman. She tried her best despite her arms and legs already being tied up in rope with a knot design simir to a net. A red ball gag kept her vulgar tirade to quiet muffles and all of it combined made her feel like she was being mocked.

  She knew her body was not healthy anymore, she had Elisburg and the stress of having to corral human sized cats with untreated PTSD to bme for that. She knew what that insufferable brat, Hess said about her when she thought she wasn't there "Mss. Piggy" was how the edgy prat fucked up her st name.

  This felt like another attempt at calling her a pig. Trussed up like some holiday ham with an apple shoved in her mouth.

  She heard the horrible groan coming from the monsters around her and saw how the short woman paused what she was doing to look in the direction of where the loudest came from. Said woman did not show any reaction, just a bnk face before she turned back to what she was working on.

  "And done." Emily wanted to rage when she saw the object the bitch finished. An orange cone with a stem coming out of the widest side. She made a fucking carrot! What next, potatoes as well?

  Then the tiny cunt pressed a button and the 'carrot' started to vibrate.

  Emily Pigot finally wished she had gotten healed from Amy, that way she could have, hopefully, escaped.

  -X-

  Downtown.

  She had a mission to do, and she was nearing it. The boxy tunnels made her travel easy, though she suspected the humans knew where she was. Many times, she saw them aim their tubes at the grates and out from them came a yellow substance that stuck to walls and grew to seal the area.

  But she was smarter than them, she was still making progress to her objective until she saw it through one of the grates. A human garbed in blue that stuck close to his skin. Her mission was to maim the human but not kill nor use it as a host. She was yet still young, but she did not question the order as she burst out of the vent when its back was turned away from the vent, handheld to its covered ear.

  Before she could sink her cws into the human, she felt the distant shutter of pleasure from Mother. The momentary pause caused her to simply impact the blue human and fall to the floor without getting purchase.

  "What the fu-IT'S HERE, I FOUND THE CREATURE!"

  It yelled, likely for support, and as she got back to lunge again, she was hit across the head with a powerful blow.

  She was knocked ft on the ground and struggled to get back up, before a metal cylinder nded near her and out spewed the yellow fluid that rapidly grew and consumed her. She tried to struggle but the fluid's embrace was impossible to free herself from.

  She stayed like that for a bit before she started to get drowsy and fell unconscious.

  -X-

  Trish could only watch in both horror and awe and a little bit of humor as the Endbringer sized monster filled Rachelle with what looked like a gallon of spunk... after only one proper thrust. A true bona fide 1-pump-chump of an Endbringer. She'd honestly ugh if her throat wasn't hoarse from screaming and she wasn't gagged... and it wasn't happening right in front of her, leading her to believe she was next.

  Watching as with each throb of the massive cock-and she could still see it as it stretched Rachelle's skin around it- more and more spunk was deposited into her cunt somehow bloating it like a balloon.

  She couldn't look away from it, not out of forced compulsion but just out of the sheer absurdity of it. The whole situation was full of absurdity and Trish honestly didn't know how to feel about it, like watching a Live Leaks video, you couldn't look away as the factory worker was beheaded by the misused machinery.

  It wasn't like being turned into a sex sve was anything new for either of them, the number of cocks and cunts she's sucked and licked for another hit was a painful reminder of her chains that kept her living in the alleys and freezing during the winters.

  But watching as the monster started to saw back and forth inside Rachelle, watching her cunt stretch as if to keep the monster cock inside and watching the absolutely massive tits that Rachelle now had being squished and groped.

  It honestly did something. Especially watching as the darkened veins and sores healed right before her eyes, Trish kinda wanted that.

  seeing the years of drug and physical abuse reverse their toll on Rachelle gave credence to what the monster-woman? was offering earlier.

  Free food, house, warmth, and healing all for the low-low price of having massive fucking tits and spreading your legs and judging by the looks of absolute ecstasy on Rachelle's drooling and moaning gagged face; some good fucking sex too.

  Trish had to admit her fear was slowly giving way to curiosity.

  Only question: does she do dental?