“So? What do you think? Enjoying the new body?”

“Ye—ah, ah! Yes! Nn, ah—ah! Yes! V—very yes!”

“Very yes,” Kerr repeated with a twinkle in her eye. “That’s still halfway coherent. Dys, you need to try harder.”

Dys hummed in response, unwilling to pull her mouth away from Amarantha’s pussy to give a proper witty retort. Banter with Kerr was an important part of her life, but Jadis had other priorities at that moment. Namely, making sure Amarantha’s first time having sex in her catgirl form was a truly mind-blowing experience.

When Dys noticed some significant squirming come from the Lares that coincided with her humming, she continued to do so, causing some delightful squeaks and squeals.

“Keep making noises like that and I’ll need to take my turn again,” Kerr purred while chewing on Amarantha’s left ear.

“You can take a turn with me right now,” Maeve interjected from her perch riding on Dys’ back. “My brains aren’t scrambled yet. No more than usual, anyway.”

“Stop! Nnn—stop!” Ammy’s clawed hands scrambled around in Dys’ hair. “No more!”

“Too much?” Dys asked, licking her lips clean from Amarantha’s raspberry sweet juices.

“These damn collars!” the catgirl cursed in her high-pitched voice. “That felt fucking amazing and was absolute torture at the same time! I couldn’t get there! Just—fuck!”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Dys smiled as she settled her chin on top of the Lares’ belly. “I was a little worried you might be overwhelmed.”

“Yeah, Jadis might be a bit intense for a virgin,” Kerr cackled as she continued to play with Amarantha’s ear.

“I’m not a virgin you slut,” Ammy snapped her teeth at the grinning therion. “I’m fou—an adult! You think I haven’t prowled around the block?”

“Sure, sure,” came Kerr’s insincere reply. “I’m sure you’ve been with lots of tom cats in your time.”

“Ew,” Ammy wrinkled her nose. “Who would have sex with a cat.”

When Kerr gave the Lares a brow-raised look, she snapped defensively at her.

“I’m a Lares, not an animal. That’d be like you having sex with a wolf. Or a goat, or something. Wolf goat.”

“Right,” Dys drawled as she traced circles on Kerr’s buttocks with her right hand. “Not that I don’t mind taking a few minutes to break and calm down a little bit, but this subject is kind of killing my boner.”

“Bullshit,” Kerr sat up on her elbow to try and see over Dys’ back. “Literally impossible.”

“Yup, ‘boner’ still active,” Maeve confirmed by prodding between Dys’ legs with her foot. “Nice and firm down here.”

“See? We could probably talk about dragons fucking hydras right now and you’d still have a stiff one,” Kerr gave her a toothy grin.

“Smartass,” Dys growled before playfully biting the archer’s tanned thigh.

“Hey, yeah,” Amarantha abruptly sat up. The sudden movement was jostling, and Dys almost lost contact for a second, but her supernatural reflexes kept their connection intact. “Boner! When am I going to get some of that?”

“Some of what?” Dys blinked, her brain moving a little slow thanks to the mix of stifled sexual highs and adrenaline.

“That!” Ammy pointed to her left, past Kerr.

Jadis’ Ida body lay beyond the therion with Sabina, Bridget, and Sorcha. Ida was on her back, with the diminutive goblin sitting on her face, rocking back and forth in a slow, grinding motion. Sabina lay on top of Ida’s stomach at an angle, breathing heavily and recovering from her many recent near-orgasms; the Lascivious Empowerment ritual was always hardest on the enchanter, as her hair trigger exacerbated the frustration experienced by anyone wearing a climax denial collar. Neither of them were who Ammy was pointing at, though.

Bridget rode on Ida’s cock, facing towards her feet. Her vigorous bouncing made her large breasts move in mesmerizing ways, and her eyes were closed in abject bliss. She was completely lost in the act, her low grunting moans contrasting lewdly with the slap of her rump against Ida’s upward thrusts.

From her position to the side, Dys couldn’t help but stop and admire the spectacle, even though she was technically actively participating in the show.

“I don’t think you’re ready for anal,” Kerr commented, her own eyes moving up and down in time with the orc’s bouncing bosom.

“Anal?” Amarantha squeaked, leaning over Kerr to get a closer look. “Oh! Uh, I didn’t—she’s really going for it, huh… I mean, no! Not like that, but yeah! Cock! Come on now, Jadis, you’ve already fucked Kerr and Maeve! This pussy wants her turn…”

The last was said with a ridiculous parody of a sultry tone that was made only more humorous by Ammy’s naturally high-pitched voice. Dys did her level best to hide her smirk, though neither Kerr nor Maeve made any attempt to hide their snorts of laughter.

While Amarantha hissed at the two and they hissed right back, Dys considered the request. Honestly, she was a little concerned about taking that step with Ammy. Not because she wasn’t interested; definitely not because she wasn’t interested, Dys acknowledged as her eyes raked across the Lares’ catgirl form. No, her hesitation stemmed from her concern for Ammy’s safety. Jadis was a giant, in more ways than one, and Amarantha was, in a word, petite. Her catgirl form was several inches under Eir’s height, who was the shortest of their group other than Sorcha. And while she had wide hips and a very much adult frame, Ammy had none of the voluptuousness of the elf. Frankly speaking, Jadis wasn’t sure she was going to fit.

Then again, she did have options to make things work.

“If you want a good, solid fucking,” Dys said quietly, “I can definitely give you that.”

Her words instantly caught Ammy’s attention, who let go of Kerr’s horn and gave Dys a sharp-fanged grin.

“Yes! Come on and pound me already! If it’s half as good as these two keep saying, I want to see me brains oozing out of my ears by the end.”

Dys sat up, shifting around slowly enough that she could make sure that she never lost contact with any of her partners. Setting her knees between Ammy’s spread legs, she held her turgid cock up with one hand for a brief moment before letting it fall forward.

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“Oof!”

Amarantha’s breathless grunt was paired with the smack of Dys’ dick landing on her stomach. The full and heavy length rested on top of the catgirl, the tip leaking its sweet-smelling lubrication onto Ammy’s pert breasts. The Lares stared at the cockhead, her two-tone eyes going cross-eyed as her flaming hair puffed up to twice its normal size.

“Wow… it’s a lot bigger than it was a minute ago, isn’t it?”

“It really isn’t,” Kerr said in a truly sultry voice while running one finger from base to tip. “Aaaall of this was inside of me five minutes ago. Fills you up like nothing you can imagine.”

“Well… if you can do it, I can, too,” Amarantha said, her expression growing determined.

“I can use my Mirror Magnification spell to make you bigger,” Dys pointed out. As she spoke, she couldn’t help but pump her hips forward, just a bit, as the warmth of Ammy’s body felt amazing against her cock. “It’s what I do for Sorcha. Just in case.”

“Nah, fuck that,” Ammy shook her head, eyes still focused on the dripping cockhead making a mess of her chest. “It’ll be fine. Just put it in me already!”

With one eyebrow raised, Dys pulled back, positioning herself so that her tip was rubbing against Amarantha’s dripping entrance.

“You sure?”

“Fuck me, yes!” Ammy insisted, even pressing herself against Dys. “I want you in me already!”

“Tell me if it hurts,” Dys murmured before she began.

Slowly pushing forward, Dys was met with a lot of resistance. Twice her cockhead slipped up and across Ammy’s lower stomach, drawing a frustrated groan out of the Lares. But on the third try, her entrance opened up to Dys, and she felt her tip enter the catgirl.

They both gasped in unison as Dys’ cockhead popped inside of Ammy’s core. She held still, not moving forward a centimeter as she let her partner adjust to the intrusion. Though in all honesty, Jadis had to pause just as much for her own self as for Ammy’s comfort. The catgirl’s pussy was tight. Incredibly so, to the point where it was almost uncomfortable. She was also hot, in a literal sense. Hotter than any of her other lovers by a fair margin. It made sense, since Ammy was literally a fire cat person, but still. It took Dys a minute to adjust to the nearly scalding temperature.

“So fucking big,” Ammy moaned, her voice coming out in a strangled gasp. “Is that… all of it?”

“Kitten,” Kerr purred from Ammy’s side, “that’s just the tip.”

With exaggerated care, Dys pushed forward, easing more of her length inside of Ammy’s tunnel. The catgirl opened her mouth in silent shock as she felt Dys go deeper than anything had ever been inside her before. Her hands went to her stomach, clutching at the growing outline of Dys’ cock as it stretched her obscenely. Soon, the bulge had gone past what was anatomically possibly, and Jadis was once again thankful for her skill that allowed for otherwise unfeasible penetrations.

However, as Dys shifted forward with a slight increase in speed, eager to fully sheath herself inside of the catgirl, she encountered something she had never come across before.

An end.

“Ah,” Amarantha let out a noise that was definitely more discomfort than pleasure as Dys’ cockhead pushed against something solid. “That… that didn’t feel good.”

“I think I found your limit,” Dys murmured, her throat tight with strain. “I can’t go further in.”

Pulling back slightly, Dys pushed forward again just to be sure. The result was the same. Her push was met with solid resistance and a wince from Amarantha. Withdrawing a little, Dys settled into a more comfortable position, keeping as much as her length inside of Ammy as possible without pressing against the end of her tunnel.

“Wow,” Kerr whispered softly, running one hand across the Mystic’s stomach, over her exposed clit, and then onto the length of Dys’ cock that remained outside of Ammy’s pussy. “You filled her completely, and that has to be at least eight inches left to go.”

“Still okay?” Dys asked, concerned for Amarantha’s wellbeing.

The Lares had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily through her nose while biting on her lower lip. At Dys’ question, her eyes opened to slits and her tail brushed back and forth against Dys’ undercarriage.

“Fuck me,” she whined, her voice filled with lustful heat. “Please, stop teasing me and just fuck me! I want to feel this fucking monster churning my guts right now!”

Ever the people pleaser, Dys endeavored to comply with Amarantha’s decadent wishes.

She started slow, pulling out to the point where the crown of her cockhead threatened to pop free of Ammy’s pussy before pushing back in as far as she could reasonably go. Pulling out and then pushing back in again, Dys repeated her motions, slowly increasing her pace with each pass. All the while, the catgirl whined for her to continue, pushing her hips up to meet Dys’ thrusts while her claws dug into the hand Dys had on the Lares’ waist.

“Faster! Harder!” Ammy moaned, her whole body jiggling in time with Dys’ tempo. “More!”

Sweat dripped off of Dys, splattering onto the catgirl’s creamy pale flesh as she hovered over her, pumping her hips as fast as she dared. It was hard not to get lost in the heat, but she had to keep vigilant. She couldn’t push all the way into Ammy and feel their hips pressed against each other, not without hurting her, and that was the last thing Jadis wanted to do. As much as she wished to fulfill Amarantha’s desire and give her truly wild, animalistic thrusts, she couldn’t. Not safely. She had to maintain control.

“Here, let me help with that,” Maeve’s smooth voice whispered in Dys’ ear.

She had half forgotten about the shapeshifter clutching onto her back. Maeve had fallen into silence, much like Kerr, watching the thorough fucking Dys was giving the catgirl with rapturous attention. Rather than lying on her side, holding Dys’ hand as the therion did, Maeve had chosen to hang off of Dys like some sort of mischievous limpet. However, her position was not fixed, as Dys well knew, and Maeve shifted around so that instead of being on her back, she was between Dys and Amarantha.

“What are you—oh, fuck!” Dys paused her thrusts, causing Ammy to let out another pitiful whine. “Holy balls, that’s new…”

Maeve had wrapped her thighs around the eight or so inches of exposed length that Dys had outside of Ammy’s pussy when inserted as far as she could go. At first, Dys had thought that was the extent of the Fetch’s plan, but she was proven wrong in the next second as her lover’s thighs seemed to melt around her cock, enveloping her completely. Shifting down slightly, Maeve pressed her perfectly shaped ass against Amarantha’s pussy while simultaneously spreading her legs in the same way as the Lares so that she could wrap them around Dys’ waist. Mirrored on top of the catgirl’s lower body, the orange slime girl settled back on her extended arms, wigging her hips from side to side.

“Is her cock going through your body?” Kerr gaped in awe at the sight.

“I told you,” Maeve winked up at Dys’ opened-mouthed expression. “I can do all kinds of interesting positions.”

“My imagination failed me,” Dys mumbled as she pulled back a bit before pushing forward again.

The sensation was so, so incredibly odd. To have Maeve’s pussy wrapped around her, but also Amarantha’s at the same time. It wasn’t as though Jadis wasn’t used to processing similar experiences since she had multiple bodies. For D’s sake, she was fucking multiple other women at that very same moment. And yet, being inside of Maeve and Ammy at the same time, with the same cock, was an entirely difference experience.

Not that she was complaining about the results.

Dys’ tempo, lost for a few moments due to the confusion of Maeve’s actions, soon picked back up to where it had been before, only to escalate beyond. With the extra cushioning the Fetch provided, Dys was able to truly let loose on Ammy, pounding her length into the catgirl at the frenetic pace she demanded.

“Yes!” Amarantha screamed in pleasure, her voice turning raw. “Yes! Just like that! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

“That feels so fucking good,” Maeve moaned, pressing her lips against Dys’ heaving abs. “Fuck me like this later, okay? Make me scream like this bratty cat.”

Dys could only grunt in response, too far gone at the moment for words. She should have climaxed already. She had climaxed already, except the damn collar wouldn’t let her. She was more than tempted to reach over to her Jay self and rip the damn thing off, just so she could pump her seed inside of the yowling little minx as she so rightly deserved. It was only through sheer willpower that she managed to keep her hands on her lovers and continue the ritual.

“Alright, I’m going to need some fucking sollievo,” Kerr muttered as she threw one leg over Amarantha’s head. “You can multitask, can’t you?”

Ammy let out another whining moan that was quickly muffled by the therion’s dripping slit as she pressed herself down onto the catgirl. A few seconds later, a full body shiver went through Kerr that Dys could feel through where she held her lover’s hand.

“Mm, cat tongues are something else…”

Dys might have said something in response, or she might not have. With how lost she was in the hot, slick, and slippery sensations, she wasn’t sure. But whatever she may or may not have been about to say was quickly forgotten as an entirely different sound from the rest of the lewd noises filling the room echoed in all ten of Jadis’ ears.

A loud snap cut through the moans as Noct bit through the wooden rod gagging her.

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