Centorea wanted to cry as she felt like some useless, plague-spilling beast! Like her bowels were some desiccated corpse bloating and ripe to pop open from the slightest touch like those horrifying videos of Zebras and Whales that Rachnera had cruelly shown her two months ago when she’d eaten far too much from a long day out with Kimihito and Papi!
EEEEUUUUUURRRRRRPPP! BBUUUURRRRP!
Centorea was taken aback as her tumid tummy sent two more gassy warriors up her throat, attacking her lips as Centorea’s ears flopped down and she let loose more revolting stench. The fog in front of her was thickening as well as the fog in her mind… she’d never been so gassy before… never felt like such a bloated pig wallowing in her own filth! Tears prickled at Centorea’s eyes as her tail rose up once again. Centorea was losing the will to keep fighting as her ass barely clenched at all this time.
PPPPBPBPBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPBBPBPBPBPBPBPBPRRRRRRPPPPPPFFFRRRRRRRRROOOOOPBPBPBPBPBPPBPBBPBPBPBP-
Centorea’s ass vibrated as a roiling cloud of foggy funk blared through her. Sounding a bit like constriction equipment fighting through the mud as Centorea whimpered. While it was not as loud as her last monstrous fart, it just kept going and going! Centorea bit her lip and clenched her fists, she tried to stop farting, tried to clench her ass cheeks, but it was like some curse had befallen her! She couldn’t put any strength in her ass to stop the foul wind! As broccoli, moldy cheese, liquified cabbage, and more assailed her nose, Centorea’s nipples grew even harder. “Uoooohh~” A soft moan escaped her lips, both a cry for help and a whimper of passion.
Centorea realized if she kept choking on her own smog like this for much longer, her beloved Master might come home to a different Centorea altogether! One possessed by the foulness of her own ass and the raunchy bliss of letting out wind so foul a Skunk would cry! And how was she still farting!?! Centorea began waddling to the door, one hoof at a time as her muscly rump kept playing a mud-clogged trumpet, every step made her butt jiggle lewdly as her gas kept pouring out, every step she had to take another breath of her own putrid wind as her ass lazily pumped out a green miasma past twenty seconds, twenty two, twenty-four… “I- I can’t keep stewing in my Unnggh putrid wind like this! Ahhn~! Ohhh stop it! I am not- not some pervert like Rachnera- oops! F-Forgive me Rachnera I- Uunnghh what am I doiiiing!?” Centorea cried as she’d accidentally let that slip out, much like her gas was still slipping out of her…
Centorea couldn’t believe she’d insulted her friend who was trying to help her in this time!... Even if it was completely true that Rachnera had quite a lot of fetishes like Domination and Bondage. Things that Centorea found utterly repulsive, especially when Rachnera tied her up and did it to her! Well, at least the two found common ground that Teaser Males were utterly repugnant.
~BLPPLBPPBLPBPBPBPEEERBBBEBPBBPBPBPBPBPBBPBPBPBPBPBPBPLPPLLPPLLPPLLPLPPBPBPPP-!
Centorea shut her eyes. Holding her breath to avoid coughing as the entire room was beginning to turn green. The poor fan sounded like it was choking on her ass! No wait… was the fan actually slowing down!? Centorea opened her eyes as she looked up at the fan, her ass still trembling with one continuous wave of flatus as she struggled not to moan, watching the fan as her ears twitched. (Please… Please be imagining thingssss!) Centorea prayed.
VOOPVOOPVOOPVOOPVOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP VOOP
Centorea couldn’t believe her eyes and ears as her lips as she stared at the ceiling, defeated by her own ass… the Fan was actually slowing down from trying to suck out so much of her deathly green gas! How was- How was that possible!?
COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!
Centorea had enough. Coughing in distress as her Miia-infused brand was beginning to suffocate her too, she took those last few steps towards the door and pulled the handle. Her ass still wobbling erotically as her plump pucker continued to spew her vile brew into the hazardous bathroom.
On the other side of the door. Rachnera held a cup of stomach-soothing herbal tea and a refrigerated salad from yesterday with plenty of carrots, made by Centorea herself of course so it should help comfort her a lot. Rachnera had even gone through the trouble of chopping up additional carrots into thin French-fry like sticks for Centorea and placing them in the salad.
~PBPBPBPBPBPBBRRRRRRRRPPPBPBBPBPPBBPBLLLEEE!
(Is she… I must be going crazy… it’s been almost a minute and I can still hear her butt through the door!) Rachnera thought as she heard the lock on the bathroom door disengage. Rachnera quickly took a few steps back from the door as the sound of wind breaking was getting closer and closer like the stomps of a Trex from Jurassic Park that Zombina had shown Honey a week ago.
Rachnera hatched an idea as she put pressure on her spinnerets. SWOOSH! SPLAT! In a second Rachnera expertly shot a wad of silk at the ceiling, then a second, applying the silk to the tea cup and salad bowls before smiling at her work temporarily, and hastily retreating another several feet from the door as it began to open.
As the door of their shared Bathroom opened, it looked like a scene straight out of a Romero movie, green fog slowly spilling out of a backlit room, practically slithering across the ground at Rachnera as a figure slowly emerged from the fog moaning like a zombie.
“Oooonngg R-Rachneraaaa Nnnnngh~!” Centorea moaned, first in discomfort, then in bliss as her butt finally finished farting, silencing for the first time in over a minute. One minute and thirteen seconds to be precise. Centorea had subconsciously counted every horrible moment.
“Nope! No, no, no Centorea. You stay right there or I’ll suffocate! You know I can’t hold my breath!” Rachnera scolded, reminding Centorea that she had two lungs as an Arachne, and if Centorea came over here with all that gas… Rachnera could just picture her lips shut tight, but her Box Lungs helplessly absorbing all that gas until Rachnera looked like she’d been sprayed by an industrial barrel of Raid!
“Uooh but- but HIC Rachneerrraaaa!” Centorea was crying as she took another step forward, more of the glowing green gas spilling from the bathroom like the wall of fog from the Mist! Rachnera sighed internally. Despite how cold she sometimes talked, as Centorea and Kimihito had unfortunately noticed, Rachnera was actually quite the sweetheart. Her mischievous and occasionally cynical and jaded personality hid the very loving spider girl underneath.
“Okay, okay, don’t cry. Look. I brought you some Salad too. If you can keep your butt under control and not do… that again!” Rachnera pointed towards the bathroom as Centorea’s ears twitched in shame. “I’ll watch some TV with you while you get through this. But I mean it. If you start letting rip anything longer than a commercial or you aim that weapon at me, I’m heading upstairs immediately!” Rachnera said adamantly as she crossed her arms. Her breasts bounced for a moment as she crossed her pedipalp legs too.
Centorea looked at the Teacup and large Salad bowl suspended in the air by a rope of silk as even more tears filled her eyes. Rachnera had chopped extra carrots for her! “R-Rachnera, you- you chopped up some carrots for me? How could- Sniffle thank you so much. I am truly sorry, I do not deserve it. In- in the bathroom there was a moment of weakness where I-“
“Oh quit blubbering you gasbag, I heard you call me a pervert. It’s fine. Buuut, when you’re not a toxic biohazard, you’ll make it up to me~.” Rachnera grinned evilly as she licked a claw, her red eyes mixed with the green gas slowly filling the room made her look like a villain telling her gassy undead thrall her evil plans! A whimper built up in Centorea’s throat, along with something else.
GGGRRGGLLEEE
Both of them missed the little gurgle of an impending wave. Centorea was too distressed and too used to the turmoil inside her tumultuous tummies, and Rachnera didn’t hear it over the sound of Centorea’s crying and the dying coughs of the poor bathroom fan.
“R-Rachnera! You know I despise- ULK” Centorea’s protest was cut off as her throat began to swell. Rachnera’s ruby eyes widened as she darted forward, cutting Centorea’s snacks from the line and grabbing them tight before leaping backward without spilling a single drop.
OOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPP!
As if trying to fumigate Rachnera for insulting her, Centorea’s human stomach sent another barrage of gas to the frontlines of this gassy war of Horse versus Stomachs. Centorea’s eyelids lowered as her ears twitched, her dainty hands clenching as her massive breasts bounced from the outrageously loud throaty belch leaving Centorea’s soft lips! The roar of green bog-breath blasted out like Centorea had chugged four two-liters of soda! Her belch practically punched through her throat and almost looked like a green fist flying through the air before it turned into a proper deathly cloud.
Centorea’s belch lasted only ten seconds… even if “only ten seconds” was a phrase right out of internet fetish dumpster diving. But what Centorea’s belch lacked in length it made up for in volume and stench as her burp echoed through half the house through closed doors. The wall of green haze that exited her lips filled one side of the room instantly, crashing like a wave into the wall as the paint looked a shade duller than before, then like the tide crashing against a Breakwater, the wave of gas surged backward to fill in the room again. Centorea had a moment of clarity as her lips ceased roaring, only to see a green wave all the way up to the ceiling crash down on her.
“HHEEEE!” Centorea whinnied in fear before disappearing in the fog.
Rachnera was next. Unless she leaped out the window, every exit of the room was taken over by the burp. Rachnera’s insane speed couldn’t help her here, she was trapped as the green gas hit her on all sides like a pincer attack.
Death. Rot. Waste. Sewage. Mold. Beans. Cheese. And a loooot of broccoli filled both girl’s noses. One of them screamed, both of them not knowing who it was.
Just as Rachnera had warned, her Box Lungs couldn’t help but suck in the gas and filter it through her. Her spider half felt hot, muggy like it was rotting from the inside as Rachnera’s head felt woozy. She could practically feel the taste of moldy Pinto beans crawl up the back of her throat as if she’d start burping out Centorea’s rank filth any second as the waves of gas settled and began to vent out. Centorea’s lungs felt full of cheese and Bog Water as her eyes burned, her stink like nothing else she’d ever smelled before. It wasn’t even so much what kind of stink it was, just how utterly pungent it was! It was as if Centorea had bought one of those internet challenge smelling salts and shoved it right under her nose with duct tape on it!
“ACK! COUGH COUGH COUGH UUUGHH! COUGH COUGH!” Neither knew who cried out, who was coughing their lungs out, perhaps it was both of them. Different in body, but joined in spirit under this disaster known as Centorea’s bowels. They were sisters in suffering whatever Centorea’s stomach threw at them. Both of them had it horrendously, Centorea’s sense of smell said to be 1000 times stronger than a Human’s made her mind keel from the concentration of rot filling her nose and lungs, and poor Rachnera felt all that filth literally swirling inside her as her mouth was forced to inhale more rank gas, and her Box Lungs constantly circulated it through her Opisthosoma and legs.
Rachnera nearly dropped the dishes as she put them down, her poor Arachne eyes blazing as her human eyes cried nonstop, her lungs begging her to shatter the window and breathe actual, fresh air for once! Rachnera needed to do something before they both dropped dead from Centorea’s gas!
GGRGRGRLLE
Centorea felt a gurgle in her lower half now. Already her tail was lifting up, a putrid blast of flatulence wishing to join its foul belch-brother. Centorea was coughing too much to put any energy into stopping her ass.
PPPPPPPRRRIIIIIIIIPPPPPPFFFFF!
“CENTOR-ACK COUGH COUGH!” Rachnera yelled as Centorea held her bloating human middle as her butt sounded like a balloon flying around the room. Despite the mercy of her latest fart being much smaller and shorter than her gas before. It was still just as cheesy, just as moldy, just as rotten as if Centorea’s ass was a car vent with a Durian-scented Air Foul-ener hanging from the Dashboard!
Despite the horror of adding even a tiny bit more plagued wind to the already uninhabitable living room. Centorea’s butt quivered from the fart in a way that wasn’t just from the gas. Her butt was beginning to like pumping wind. Whether it was some cruel form of bodily Stockholm syndrome, where her ass was so abused by her horse-stomach it fell in love with it, or if it was because it genuinely just felt that good to let rip such crass foul wind over and over and over, her sweaty ass cheeks rippling and smacking against her plump donut, feeling her colon stretch so cruelly with wind before such a relieving gale of gas thundered out of her, deflating her bloated needy stomachs one raunchy fart at a time. Was it truly so bad? Sure the smell might kill both of the girls, but the pleasure of just letting loose, of feeling her bowels distend and inflate with gas before letting out an equally monstrous… (NNOO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! BEGONE VILE THOUGHTS!) Centorea violently shook the delusions out of her head, her lungs burning as her tail fanned the wind around the room. Centorea stumbled through the room, remembering that a copy of Mero’s special remote had been kept somewhere nearby ever since Mero ate Miia’s food last time.
Centorea stumbled hoof over hoof, her human belly was stretching her shirt even more, riding up now as pale creamy skin stuck out like the middle stages of a pregnancy. Her horse belly had also begun to bloat up again, getting two inches wider and an inch lower, like a slowly swelling Yoga Ball or Wine Barrel was trapped between her powerful equine legs.
(Enough of this, enough of this, enough of this! Where is that damn remote!) Centorea actually swore in her head, not that it was much of a serious one, as she fumbled forwards. Her human belly shook far too much as Centorea bit her lip, clenching her ass and willing herself to hold it all in with a renewed fury of a woman, no, a Knight scorned and humiliated.
CLICKCLICKCLICKCLICK!
VVVHHHIIIIIR-FFFFWOOOOOOOSSSHH!
Centorea’s eyes widened as the sound of a remote loudly clicking in desperation filled her ears before the improvements Mero’s mother made on the house kicked in as an auxiliary set of fans came out of slots in the ceiling, pumping out the gas from the room into the open air outside. Let Centorea’s ass pollute the atmosphere, it was better than breathing it in here!
Centorea looked up in confusion, her anger fading into sheepishness as Rachnera was holding the remote and staring daggers at her. Centorea had been looking for the remote in the entirely wrong half of the room…
“I- Rachnera. Please forgive me. I tried to hold it. I’ve- I’ve become some sort of plague beast! My stomachs just send this putrid-“ Centorea rubbed the tears from her eyes as she stood up tall once again, trying to explain herself to Rachnera.
Rachnera didn’t have it. “Save it. Your tail is wagging like a dog’s and your nipples look ready to burst through that too-thin shirt of yours. I can’t believe it. You’re getting off to this.” Rachnera said coldly at first, before it turned into a sneer as she pressed another button on the remote, the fans lowering in power but staying on. And they would stay on permanently until Centorea’s stomachs were clear or a Hazmat team came through!
Centorea’s jaw dropped in shock as her cheeks blazed with indignation. “I WAS NO-“ Centorea was cut off as she looked down at her huge bouncing breasts… There she saw two things pointing straight at Rachnera. Two plump, thick, perky, biteable nipples were practically stabbing their way for freedom. Making two large bumps in her shirt that already struggled to contain breasts larger than watermelons.
“Aaaiiieee! R-Rachnera this isn’t what it looks like! My body must- it must be having some sort of additional reaction to the f-foulness Miia gave me! Quickly we must head to the Monster Hospital!” Centorea cried out, grabbing her breasts to hide her throbbing nipples from Rachnera’s gaze. Big mistake. When Centorea’s sensitive, engorged nipples felt the sudden jolt of her warm hands, it sent a burst of white-hot bliss all the way through Centorea’s body as her wagging tail wagged even faster. Despite her best efforts to hold it back. Centorea’s eyes shut as she whimpered with bliss. “Mmf~!”.
Rachnera had been disgusted at first, really, getting off to your own farts? But then she had a bit of an idea. A teasing idea. And she absolutely loved teasing~. “Really. Are all Centaurs massive perverts on the inside or just plain weird? Meamil, Pegasani…” Rachnera grinned as she held a hand to her cheek. Centorea’s eyes shot open as her face reddened with anger this time.
“The- The nerve! Do not compare me to Meamil! That woman was… I am nothing like her!” Centorea stammered before stomping a hoof into the ground in anger. Her stomachs jostled from the movement as she winced and tried to keep perfectly still. “R-Rachnera I nng, I thought you were trying to help me with this ordeal!” Centorea snapped, holding her stomachs perfectly still… the swelling had stopped temporarily, in fact, they were almost eerily quiet…
“Oh, I am helping you still. But if you’re gonna get off to gassing up the entire house, I may as well have some fun too.” Rachnera grinned evilly as she put a hand to her breasts and the zipper barely containing her sweater spiderlings inside. Centorea’s face somehow managed to turn even redder at Rachnera’s provocation. Her eyebrows furrowed as she glared back at the Arachne.
“Rachnera. Now is not the time for your perverted games! Please just- pass me the Tea and Salad you made. A good, kind act you are overriding with this shameless-“
“Shameless display of groping my own tits after I probably broke a record for longest fart ever?” Rachnera beamed as the fans whirred and the house was starting to smell a bit pleasant almost… though Centorea’s rank gas still lingered on everything even if it wasn’t visibly coated in green fog anymore.
“Yes! Absolutely shameless-“ Centorea huffed, her Centaur pride speaking before her brain understood Rachnera’s words. Centorea’s brain finally clicked as she practically seized up. “I-I WAS NOT GROPING MYSELF! AND THERE IS NO WAY THAT-THAT WAS- ENOUGH!” Centorea shouted with frustration, shame, and distress as she stomped her hoof again.
CLOP!
And her stomachs rippled.
**GRGRGRGRLRGLRLGLGREEEE!**
**GRLLLLGRGLLLOOOOOORRRRPPP!**
Centorea and Rachnera’s faces both twitched as Centorea’s bowels came to life once more, like the flash of the Monster’s hand twitching at the end of a B-Grade horror movie. Centorea opened her mouth as Rachnera hastily grabbed the tea and crawled over to Centorea. Rachnera would absolutely tease the hell out of her, after making sure she didn’t gas her to death in five seconds!
“Nope, shut up. Drink it now!” Rachnera handed her the tea as Centorea nodded and took it from her, both of them racing against time as Centorea could already feel the gas sloshing like waves through her stomachs, the tide rising within her as most assuredly another monstrous fart and belch were coming. Centorea tipped the cup to her lips, desperation overriding her manners as she gulped the tea, the bitter and herbal taste filled her mouth as she gulped the entire cup down in seconds.
**GGRRGGRRGggrgrgrlllee…**
**GGLLOOOOooooooorrr…**
Centorea and Rachnera watched it, and Centorea felt it, as the herbal remedy Rachnera had made worked almost immediately. Soothing Centorea’s stomachs back into silence… even if her stomachs did feel a bit queasy still as they continued digesting Miia’s cooking.
“That- that worked so quickly! Rachnera what is this!? I know you gave this to Mero when last she ate Miia’s cooking but to work so fast, to soothe my stomachs so thoroughly. It is as if they were rampaging beasts and you soothed them with a Siren’s song!” Centorea was giddy as she almost hugged Rachnera before Rachnera lifted a finger at her.
“Ah, ah, behave! No crushing me just because I saved the day again. And your stomachs aren’t magically better, I used a few ingredients from Monsters like us, some dried Dryad leaves, and all that. But all that stuff is still swirling around in there. So don’t shake it up.” Rachnera explained as Centorea nodded.
“I see. Still, I must thank you most graciously-“ Centorea started, genuinely thankful for her friend’s salvation as she rubbed her bloated human middle.
“Unless of course, you wanna shake yourself up like a Soda bottle and have some fun. I can tie you up Reverse Tortoise or maybe Lazy Dragon style. First, I’ll need a camera and an Arachne Hazmat suit and enough oxygen tanks to last a day…” Rachnera mused with a lewd grin as Centorea’s hearts blazed and she stomped her back foot, her second stomach jostling again but being quiet for now.
“Rachneraaaa be serious! How can your mind even jump to perverted conclusions in a time such as this!? And Reverse Tortoise!? Absolutely not! I know I have let you tie me up before but that was then, and this is now! If you did something like that I- I might just burst upon the walls!” Centorea scolded Rachnera, her bellies both wobbling as if in agreement.
“Haaa… fine. Ruin my fun. Guess only you get to enjoy putting a barn to shame. And here I was, not judging you for having such a weird kink, even willing to help you out…” Rachnera pouted fakely as Centorea nearly hissed at her. Grinding her teeth in frustration, Centorea carefully stomped over to Rachnera’s salad and grabbed the large bowl.
(Calm yourself Centorea, calm yourself. She’s just trying to get a rise out of you. Sure it- it may have felt good for a moment. But I am in control of myself once again and will not stoop down to her level!) Centorea thought as she held the Salad bowl and trotted gently to the couches, Centorea began to lower herself beside the large L-Couch when she felt her second belly hit the floor far too quickly.
Bwoob
“Eh?” Centorea’s ears flapped as her tail swished. She stood up straight, then bent her legs again, carefully adjusting her knees and ankles, making sure her legs were properly going down to a sitting position so she could rest even with her bloated bellies.
Bwuubb
Her engorged horse tummy hit the soft floor with an equally soft airy noise, like a balloon bouncing against something. Centorea’s red face turned solid pink as a puff of steam began to rise from her head. Centorea couldn’t believe this. She just couldn’t! Surely her mind was playing tricks on her! Surely she wasn’t THAT big already!? It was just gas! Centorea decided she would lie down on her second stomach no matter what. Putting even more weight down on her second belly, Centorea could feel the pressure inside her spike as her lower gut surged outwards, making her look like some… triple stuffed equine pancake! Centorea put even more weight down on her burgeoning bloat…
UUURRRRFFFFF
A small green belch wafted out of Centorea’s lips like a little renegade escaping on the night before a battle. Centorea’s hands shot up to her lips as the green cloud quickly faded away.
“Hey. I said your stomachs are still full of all that crap. Whatever you’re doing, go easy on it. Now where is that… Aha!” Rachnera said, not looking at Centorea as she searched for something.
“R-Rachnera I… I appear to have a problem.” Centorea said quietly as Rachnera stopped what she was doing and skittered over. Rachnera took notice immediately. Centorea’s frock wasn’t covering up her second stomach anymore. Instead, the big, bloated orb bounced and bobbed between her legs, spreading them just a bit as it hung wide and full, though it was actually quite light as Centorea was just backed up with who knows how many gallons of gas! Centorea’s second stomach only had about two feet of room between it and the floor standing up!
“Ohhh this is fantastic! “Rachnera couldn’t help but giggle as she swiftly pulled a small camera from between her breasts. SNAP! The camera flashed as Centorea’s mouth hung open in shock.
“Raaachneeraaa!?! Did you just- delete that! Delete that at once I demand it!” Centorea cried out, holding the Salad bowl in one hand and reaching for the camera with the other, desperate to grab it while deeply subconscious of her stomachs’ sizes. “I beg of you delete that photooo! And why do you even have a camera stuffed in there!?” Centorea whined as Rachnera crab-walked around Centorea. Taking three more photos before smiling and stuffing the camera back into her breasts where it disappeared instantly.
“Because when you live in a house full of material, you always need a camera to catch it~” Rachnera’s voice was full of honey despite the horrible words she’d just uttered. “Now… I did say I would watch TV with you, and you certainly can’t lie down on a gut that big. Looks like you’ve got triplets in there~” Rachnera went on as Centorea’s exasperation grew… and so did her understanding.
“No. No way! I detest this idea forming in that- that lascivious mind of yours! Absolutely not Rachnera! I will simply stand here, eat this salad, and wait for Master to come home with stomach medicine! And then we will never talk about this again!” Centorea said adamantly. Rachnera sighed in understanding before a smile crept up her face like a spider up a spout.
One minute later, Centorea looked like the Xenomorph Queen from the Alien series. Her bloated bellies were hanging in the air, suspended by several large ropes of silk attached to the ceiling, large net was under her body as well, keeping her belly aloft like a forced hammock, though with plenty of room to grow. Centorea’s legs were all tied up and unable to move, bent and squishing against her belly. Centorea was fully supported and stuck in the air next to the TV, her arms and mouth free to eat her salad and relax still.
Rachnera smiled proudly as she motioned dusting her hands off. Centorea was absolutely not amused as she struggled in vain.
“Did you have to tie my breasts up too!?!? NNgggh Rachneraaaaa release me! You- You villain!” Centorea wailed with a few tears in her eyes, her huge breasts heaved as her human belly, round and bubbly, was cradled in a net of webbing, and her breasts were thoroughly ensnared. Bouncing lewdly as Centorea’s nipples throbbed and looked ready to cut straight through her dress, the silk hugged her tits tightly and wrapped around her neck and shoulders with slots for her arms.
“Ahhh~ I knew a mix of Shinju, Box, and Frog would be best~ And relax Centorea, I left your mouth open and put a nice big net around your tummies so they can keep growing if they need to… as horrifying as that is. Mmm… Now I need a snack myself after using so much silk!” Rachnera smiled and stretched her arms, rubbing her stomach slightly as she walked off to the kitchen.
“Rachenraaaa untie meeeee! I refuse to be held up like this! I am not some- some amusement blimp!” Centorea yelled before realizing she called herself a blimp. Her head hung low before falling into her own soft tits and Rachnera’s silk as Centorea groaned into her breasts.
(Nnggh… remain calm! You are a knight! Just think of this as… more practice and discipline! Nngg… I’m so big… I didn’t even realize it… and just because my stomachs have calmed down doesn’t mean I have stopped filling with this wretched gas! Ohhh I can still feel my stomachs growing… They feel so warm… so tight… and yet they just keep getting bigger… Oh I must look even larger than Mother did when she had meee! I never even imagined my stomachs could get so big or someone could get so full of gas without floating away or bursting apart! … I feel like a balloon…) Centorea grumbled internally, blinking a few tears away from her eyes as she huffed. She could use her hands to cut a few of the silk anchors keeping her on the ceiling… but then she would just plummet to the ground with her legs tied up and she feared even falling an inch might have disastrous consequences!
Centorea could hear Rachnera rummaging through the kitchen before the sound of the microwave’s hums filled her ears. Centorea huffed… (I need to stay calm… I must stay calm… Hoooo… I am calm.) Centorea opened her eyes, despite the tightness of her body, the silk digging erotically into her limbs and- and-
“Nnneeeee~!” Centorea moaned before covering her mouth with her hands. The silk was digging near her crotch and squeezing her breasts too much! Centorea whimpered as she couldn’t believe Rachnera was torturing her like this when her situation was already so… volatile!
Centorea saw the salad as she huffed, removing her hands from her mouth as she reached for the salad as best she could. It too was suspended in the air and hanging by silk so Centorea could grab it whenever she wanted. Rachnera had… despite Centorea’s reluctance to admit it, made a perfect little hanging swing for the Salad bowl, holding it with four thick strands of silk, yet none of the silk was sticky, allowing Centorea to grab the bowl and move it around or even take it out of the little Salad carrier at will.
As the smell of microwaved Pizza began to enter the living room, Centorea huffed and grabbed the fork. (Ohh… this must be a bad idea. No, surely it is a terrible idea. To even think of eating more while I continue to… to inflate with wind! But this smells so goood… only a few bites.) Centorea thought to herself as she grabbed her leftovers from yesterday with fresh carrots and dressing from Rachnera.
“Kay I’m all good now. What do you wanna- Heh~” Rachnera entered the room, a plate full of Pizza in one hand and the TV remote in the other as she saw Centorea digging into the salad. “You really want to add more to those cauldrons of yours?” Rachnera teased as Centorea moaned from the delicious salad.
“MMmmm~! Ohh Rachnera dressing is so unhealthy but… Mmf this Thousand Island is delicious! Ohh and the carrots are so thick and juicy and cut into fries… you cut them the way I like them.” Centorea said with a warm smile after wiping her face as Rachnera shrugged off the compliments.
“Yeah, yeah. You’re welcome. Now come on, before my Pizza gets cold. What movie?” Rachnera asked as she made herself a hammock above the couch and got settled in.
“I… Hmmm… Ooohh…” Centorea thought in between adorable moans as she greedily ate the salad. It was already quite tasty, but after eating Miia’s cooking this was… this was practically divine! Every soft crunch and crackle of the lettuce, the thick pops of the tomatoes in her mouth, the chewy crunch of the cucumbers, the hard crunch of the croutons, the delicious crack of each sliced carrot covered in dressing! It all filled her mouth with so much wonderful, palate cleansing flavor after the horrible slop she’d eaten before!
“Haa… all right. I’ll put on one of those Medieval fantasy movies you love.” Rachnera decided by herself as she put on the movie. And like that, the two of them relaxed for a bit. Rachnera enjoyed pepperoni pizza with extra Italian sausage and sauce, and Centorea enjoyed her salad.
As the minutes passed and Centorea relaxed with the movie, Rachnera silently watched Centorea’s stomachs get bigger and bigger. Rachnera was counting the inches as she counted the minutes, seeing Centorea’s human belly grow into her fourth trimester, then add another kid to that gassy chamber as her belly went from looking like she’d swallowed a few watermelons, to looking like she’d swallowed a beachball. And her second stomach was growing even more than that as Rachnera fought the urge to tease Centorea for it, or to get off her own hammock so she could properly see how big it was getting! Centorea’s second belly just kept inching out in all directions as her tail lazily swished to and fro. Rachnera’s eyes and smile widened as Centorea’s second belly started out nearly three feet in all directions… and now only fifteen minutes into the movie it looked six feet in all directions~!
Creeeeek
Pffffffffffffffrrrrr~
(And there goes another one~!) Rachnera fought back a laugh as Centorea’s rear stealthily let out another SBD as her stomachs strained against the silk holding her up. Rachnera could tell Centorea was fighting the urge to moan in shame and excuse herself for it. There was just so much gas in the poor girl that even if the Monster Girl tea calmed down her stomachs, her butt still needed to vent the pressure from time to time like a leaking faucet! Rachnera was thankful for the ventilation system Miia’s mom had installed in the house as she finished her last slice of Pizza and checked back on Centorea’s growth.
(Her stomach’s about to hit the ground any second. Maybe I should have hung her from the ceiling and had her drink the salad from a straw!) Rachnera grinned evilly as she quietly took a few more photos of Centorea. The mare looked ready to pop out some foals any moment!
“Mmff…” Centorea groaned softly. Rubbing her growing first tummy, her buttons had all long since burst as her big pale orbs were flashed to the world… her tummies that is! Not her breasts! Though even those big pale orbs were starting to feel tight too…
(Nnggh… the pressure… even if my stomachs are quiet, I just feel so… fullll! NNggh I can’t believe I’ve even let out a few silent toots… Uggh I’m such a foul pig! Ohhh I should ask Rachnera to cut me down and go to the bathroom again… but maybe this is for the best. I dread what might happen if I were to go to the bathroom now... I just need to wait till My Lord comes home with some stomach medicine. Then everything will be okay!) Centorea groaned internally as she tried to relax and enjoy the movie. But it was getting harder and harder as Centorea’s thoughts kept drifting to the ever-growing fullness inside her. It was like some powerful wizard had cast a multiplication spell on the food Miia cooked and now one meal had turned to ten inside Centorea!
(Hooo. Relax. You are a strong, noble knight! Relaxing and watching the movie with a friend… Oooo I feel like a parade float is growing inside me but it… doesn’t feel bad as long as I focus on the movie. It was so nice of her to pick this one, I am surprised she remembered! Rachnera is truly nice when she’s not being a deviant.) Centorea thought, rubbing her first belly more as it bubbled gently. Calm like the morning tide, though Centorea was unaware it was growing like the morning tide too! Softly swelling inch after inch in quiet, like an assassin sneaking through the castle, getting closer and closer to the emperor without ever making a noise until it was time to strike.
But unfortunately for her tummies. Rachnera couldn’t keep quiet anymore.
“Centorea. Are your tits blowing up too?” Rachnera said with a lewd smirk. Centorea’s ears instantly twitched as her eyes widened.
“What!? Rachnera where did that- we were having a nice moment- you!? UGH! No, my- chest is assuredly not growing!!!” Centorea snapped at Rachnera, but Rachnera wasn’t convinced. And now that Centorea’s relaxation had been broken… she could feel it too… her chest was starting to feel… fuller… and her rump also felt quite… warm…
No… It couldn’t be-!? Was… THAT happening again?! Was it her stress causing it like with Meamil!? Or was it Miia’s cooking? Was it both!?! Centorea’s ears were flapping with panic as she tried not to grope her chest to verify Rachnera’s words… not that she needed to. She could feel her shirt stretching to the limits to contain what should have been melons but were now pumpkins stuffed within.
Either way. There was no denying it as Rachnera silently escaped her hammock and came over, Rachnera’s face lighting up like she’d seen an angel told Centorea everything already…
Centorea’s breasts were growing too…
“And your ass too~!” Rachnera gasped as Centorea’s head whipped 180 degrees, trying to ascertain if her wide rump had truly gotten wider. It certainly felt warm and sensitive… but underneath her frock, it didn’t appear any bigger! “Okay, I gotta look this up now! Even if Honey doesn’t love farts. There’s no way a man like him won’t like growing tits and booty! After all, Honey’s such a little perv he loves my legs~” Rachnera beamed as she grabbed her special phone and poked the keypad. Her sharp claws softly ticking away as Centorea squealed.
Tiktiktiktik tiktiktiktik tiktiktiktiktiktik!
“Rachnera stop it! Do not defile our Lord’s good name with such accusations! Nor mine! I demand thou stop this ridiculous search at once! Rachneraaaa listen to meee! Uugghh! Rachneraaaa! Cut me down now and let me go to the bathroom! You are ruining the movie!” Centorea tried to kick her legs, but they were tied far too tightly still, plus… her second stomach had grown quite a bit between her legs and even if she could move, there was no way she could kick and leap as she wanted to! She felt like there was an inflatable raft inside her! How was she making so much gas still!?
Rachnera instead finally finished her search as all her eyes lit up like stars. “Oh-hoooo~! Hoooly shit these guys are freaks! Hahahaha! Oh, Cerea I was so wrong!” Rachnera was giddy as her face glued to her phone screen.
“Wrong about what!? What are you talking about!?” Centorea said, trying to cover her full, heavy breasts and her even fuller, airy first stomach with her hands. Only that was like trying to cover up a giant bedtime monster with a child’s blanket! Centorea’s hands seemed like little white dots compared to the swell of her ripening breasts and her turgid tummy!
“Ohhh this is so great! This is so great! All I looked up was ‘Centaur bloating with gas’ and I got so many results! There’s even artists dedicated to this shit! Ahahahahaha! There are entire pages on it! Oooh, I have to read what these poor saps are saying!” Rachnera grinned as Centorea’s face turned dark ruby red with shame.
“Where did you find such disgusting drivel!? Stop it! Don’t read it! Rachnera put your phone away and watch the moviieee!” Centorea cried, helplessly demanding Rachnera listen to her and wanting to return to 2 minutes ago! She’d rather anything be happening than what was currently vexing this moment! But pleading with Rachnera did nothing, and even worse… Centorea’s shameful thrashing was starting to shake her stomachs up. The tea with Dryad Leaves, distilled Alraune jelly, ginger, and chamomile was fighting as hard as it could to keep Centorea’s stomachs under control as she thrashed left and right in the silk bindings.
“Ten recipes guaranteed to turn your Centaur girlfriend into a fart factory! Ahaha~! Wait, wait the comments! Centaurlover4333 says ‘My girlfriend is a Centuaress and she farts over a hundred times a day. I’m so lucky!’ Hahahahah! Well, you’ve got her beat there, Cerea!” Rachnera grinned as Centorea gasped in shock and was getting closer and closer to just grabbing the silk anchors keeping her attached to the ceiling and tearing them even if she hurtled to the ground and burst!
“Another loser says ‘Centaur girl farts are so hot’ Well that is pretty short and sweet. Wait-Hoohooo~ This one says ‘Saaaame. I wish I had a Centauress girlfriend so I could shove my head in her ass and swallow all her farts. I would be her muffler, her pillow, her fart vase, and if the smell never came off, I would die happy’ Eww what a freak hahaha! This one- PFFT ‘Akcshually, Centauress is the improper term. The proper term for a female Centaur is a Centauride and you guys are being intentionally-‘ ugh yeah skipping that. That guy’s got problems for sure. Wait, wait there’s some more juicy stuff!” Rachnera was practically dancing around the room as she read from her phone. All while Centorea’s temper and her stomachs bubbled more and more.
“Yeesh… This one needs a life! StinkyKorey2004 says ‘I would drag my balls through broken glass across a mile of scorching desert just to get a whiff of a Centaur girl’s flatulence’ … okay yeah, I’m skipping the rest of that.” Rachnera said quickly as she tapped her phone in disgust matching Centorea’s, but then her smile came back just as quickly as she read more comments.
“OHH get a load of this Cerea! Horselover689 says ‘It’s sooo fucking hot how Centaur girls' asses are so BUILT for farting, that when one of them is bloated and ready to blow, even if those giant, supple cheeks of her ass are squeezing as hard as they can. That plump, juicy donut nestled like a treasure inside their buns just can’t help but leak out a few spritzes of gas before the eruption! HAHAHAHA what is he some porn-poet!?” Rachnera cackled as she read more comments aloud. Finally. Centorea couldn’t take it anymore, her temper was about to explode!
“RACHNERA! I DEMAND YOU LET ME GO! NOW!” Centorea barked at Rachnera. Startling her so much Rachnera threw her phone into the air, but with a quick shot of silk and a twist of her hand, Rachnera reeled her phone back and caught it perfectly. Rachnera stopped and stared at Centorea, she practically looked like a raging bull ready to stampede! Centorea was puffing, her hands were on the silk anchors ready to tear them apart, her entire face was steaming mad and Rachnera could practically see the vein in her neck bulging.
“Pffff. Nope!” Rachnera snickered with her right hand to her mouth. Crawling onto the wall before getting just out of Centorea’s reach as she hung upside down and read more comments with a wide grin.
“RACHNERRAAAAAAA! LET ME- MGMGHH!?” Centorea shrieked before Rachnera had enough of the shouting… and shot a thick wad of web over Centorea’s lips. Sealing them up tight as Centorea frantically tried ripping the sticky silk off her mouth so she could keep yelling.
“If you tear that off, I do your arms next!” Rachnera threatened with a smile. And unlike Centorea’s threats… Rachnera absolutely would do it. So Centorea sat there. Fuming both figuratively and literally as her stomachs were still far too aggravated. Centorea’s bellies were bubbling audibly as Centorea realized her temper might have gone too far. Trying to rub her bellies to no avail as the airiness inside her seemed to double and then triple. Rachnera didn’t notice Centorea’s plight as she kept reading.
“Ooo! This is good news for you Cerea! This guy says ‘I used to hate the idea of farts at all. I couldn’t believe it was a fetish losers had… until I met a beautiful Centauress at the store and she serenaded me with her voice and that giant ass… now I can’t sleep at night without listening to her humming and her butt sounding off like a duck every five minutes.’ Hahahahah! Ohhh I gotta get Honey’s laptop after this and see if there’s any porn of this on it! Actually… I wonder if I’m his wallpaper~” Rachnera continued as neither girl noticed Rachnera’s webbing beginning to strain around Centorea’s second stomach. The Centauress’ second belly had seemingly switched from a bicycle pump to a hose as it began to bloat much faster than before. Several inches of bloated chestnut-fur-covered tummy began to stretch the silk hammock thinner and thinner. Bulging through it like a smoked ham as Centorea’s lower belly inched closer and closer to hitting the floor. And worse… the pressure in Centorea’s breasts was starting to ache, to throb, as her breasts felt fuller and fuller. Stuck in a too-tight prison of thin cloth desperately trying to keep her chest’s chastity.
“Huh. Apparently according to Bigxxdickxxthirdxxlegxx ‘Centaurs actually can eat meat, unlike a horse. But you gotta be careful afterward as nothing sets off their stomachs like a pound of hamburger and beans. I have a homestay who likes to eat steak with us once a week, and when she does, her farts shake the walls until it’s out of her system!’ Ooooh~ Maybe Miia put some meat in her slop and that’s what’s got you blowing up out of… out of…” Rachnera trailed off as the upside-down Arachne finally looked past the phone and at her friend.
“MmMff~ MMm… Mmmm” Centorea was biting into the silk, not with fury, but out of desperation as all her thrashing plus her growth had made Rachnera’s silk ropes dig tightly into her erotic parts! Centorea felt like her whole body was being squeezed all over as her breasts were bobbing up and down on their own, Centorea’s second stomach had swollen up so much it had hit the ground even from her suspended height… and Centorea’s frock was definitely straining to contain an ass that was bigger than it was supposed to be! But when it came to straining… Her tits took the Carrot Cake as they were violently straining Centorea’s shirt as Pop!s and Creak!s sounded out left and right. Rachnera watched, transfixed as Centorea’s udders seemed like they were alive and fighting to escape the confines of her cloth prison as the pressure in them grew sky-high!
“Centorea… you okay?” Rachnera asked as Centorea whined into her gag, her breasts wobbling even more on their own as Rachnera heard a low gurgling noise, then the sound of sloshing. POP POP CREEEAAAAK POP! At first like a water balloon… POP POP POP then like an ocean! Finally, Centorea’s breasts, nor her shirt, could take the pressure anymore.
sshhSSRRIIIIPPPP!
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!
“MMmMmMMMM~!” Centorea wailed into the gag as her shirt tore open and her breasts nearly doubled in size in a moment. Her thick sausage-sized nipples throbbed as they sprayed dairy over five feet. Nearly hitting Rachnera in the face as she ducked, hiding on the ceiling as Centorea’s eyes crossed and her violent spray of milk calmed down into a constant leak. Her nipples lazily let out a white river onto the carpet as the movie played, but a much better movie was happening right in front of the TV.
Centorea’s eyes were crossed in bliss as the ever-chaste knight felt waves of devious relief coursing through her and spraying out her nipples as her beachball breasts bounced erotically. Centorea could barely put a thought together as her heaving tits flopping in the air felt like pure freedom and bliss compared to their torturous confines of before!
And Rachnera couldn’t believe how enormous Centorea’s breasts were now! “Oohh this is amazing~ I never knew you were part Dairy Breed, Cerea~ You should have told me. I could have had so much fun bottling all this milk for you.” Rachnera teased as she relaxed and stood up again. Watching Centorea’s half-lidded gaze as Centorea’s waves of relief stopped drowning over her, the Centaur’s mind began to come back. Including all of her shame and horror as Centorea’s eyes widened and her entire face turned as red as a Muleta.
“MMMGG! MmmmFffMMM! Mmm MMM mmm!” Centorea moan-demanded into her gag. Her tail swishing left and right violently as Rachnera giggled.
“Ah, ah, ah. You’re supposed to be the noble and sensible one. No swearing even if that rude mouth of yours is gagged.” Rachnera let out a sharp-toothed laugh as Centorea glared daggers at her between moans, her breasts still spilling dairy onto the floor.
Rachnera’s curiosity got the better of her… That freak Meamil had been going crazy about milk a while ago… Rachnera quickly dashed back to the kitchen as Centorea whined and kicked into her gag.
(Rachnera so help meee! Stop ignoring me! Where are you going!? Ooooo my chest… Shit! I can’t believe it happened again! Whyyyy!? So much milk is spilling on the floor… How on earth am I supposed to clean this up!? Nnggh… These damn strings are digging into my private parts! Ooohh! Nngghh… Rachneraaaaa!) Centorea moaned internally as she struggled again. Grabbing her huge breasts as best she could, but her hands barely covered even a tenth of her titanic tits… They must have grown several cup sizes at once with all the milk swirling within them… Centorea’s eyes spun with shame and need as despite her best efforts… the silk digging into her slit and squeezing her rump was making her core burn for attention. No matter how much Centorea tried to deny it, to retain her image as the most modest one of the girls… Centorea’s crotch was burning with need as her big bloated bellies bubbled with gas and her massive mammaries milked all over the floor.
(Ooohhh… Nngg everything feels… so warm… my stomachs must be massive… my chest… uughh what will I doooo if Master comes home with the others and I am still like this!? Ahhn… and where is Rachneraaaa!) Centorea thought as she looked around. Absentmindedly sinking her hands into her tits, the enormous marshmallow-y milk-balloons swallowed her hands greedily as even if her hands couldn’t even reach halfway around her breasts to her throbbing, leaking nipples, every time they sank into the warm flesh and disappeared into the pillowy mounds, milk excitedly gushed out an extra foot or two at once. (EEEE What- what am I doing!? Fondling my chest in such a situation!?) Centorea gasped and ripped her hands away from her aching breasts, letting them bounce and sway dejectedly as the dairy just continued leaking on the floor. Centorea couldn’t even see how big of a puddle must be under her, but she knew it would certainly ruin the carpet and require a mop or three…
But didn’t Mero’s mother put waterproofing on all the carpets already? Centorea shook her head of the stupid thoughts as she rubbed her stomachs, finally looking down at herself, she realized just how big her second stomach had become. The right side of her belly was about to hit the couch! (Nnggh I might as well have swallowed the couch! I’ve never seen a Centaur as big as I am now! How is all of this nnngg gas making me so biiiig!? And so Mmmff fulllll… If I were even half the size with Master’s children…) Centorea’s mind began to wander, though it wasn’t able to wander very long before a sultry voice came back into the room on skittering legs.
“Miss me, Cerea? Haha~ Looks like someone was having some fun with herself. You should see how drenched you are back there. I almost wanna pull your skirt up and see~” Rachnera’s erotic teasing filled Centorea’s mind and snapped her out of her delusion.
“MMGMGG!???! MmGg MMMMM FFFMFMFM MMMFF!” Centorea shrieked into her gag while shaking her head over and over as Rachnera nodded.
“I won’t, I won’t… yet~ I just wanted to get a nice. Big. Glass!” Rachnera said as she skittered in front of Centorea before jamming two big glasses over her nipples. The glasses sunk four inches into Centorea’s tits as her thick nipples and areola filled three-fourths of the glass instantly. Then, as if happy at being given a role, Centorea’s nipples throbbed excitedly, and quickly sprayed milk into the glasses. Filling them up as Centorea’s right eye lidded and her ears flopped haphazardly, her back left leg tried to kick in distress… but even the smallest semblance of being milked felt euphoric and brought back memories of when Kimihito and Meamil drank from her breasts…
“Woah. You filled those up in a heartbeat! Well, no wonder. If a Cow’s got tits like yours she’ll make tons of dairy!” Rachnera chittered as she pulled the glasses off with lewd, wet Pop!s. Two half cups of fresh dairy swirled in her hands as Rachnera looked at them, then back to Centorea’s orgasmic face. “You know, Meamil may have been onto something~ As much of a weirdo as she was. I can definitely see why you’d like this. Just how much milk is sloshing in those things? They must be over three feet each! I bet ZZZ cups make some wonderful milk. Well, bottoms up.” Rachnera grinned before putting her right glass to her gorgeous, plump lips, barely pursing them as the milk sloshed in the cup as if it were excited to fill her mouth.
Centorea wanted to yell at Rachnera, wanted to kick her with a hoof and make her behave… but a really big part of Centorea also wanted Rachnera to just latch onto her breasts and drink until they stopped aching… Centorea watched as the white gold flowed towards Rachnera’s waiting lips… and a small part of her very deep down sparked with jealousy…
When the first droplets danced onto her tongue, all of Rachnera’s eyes widened at the taste. “Mmmmff~!” Rachnera moaned as she began gulping it down. Centorea’s milk wasn’t Grade A milk… it was Grade SS! So warm, so rich, so creamy… it was like chugging down melted vanilla ice cream with hints of butterscotch! Rachnera could practically taste the calories in it! Rachnera downed the entire glass without a second breath as she stopped and huffed. Wiping off the little milk-stache she had for a moment as she breathed to calm herself from getting too excited.
“Ooooh Cerea! You naughty, naughty cow! There’s no way Honey could resist this if he drank it! Mmff I can practically feel it replacing all that silk I used to hoist you up! I didn’t even need to bother with the Pizza! Two glasses of this and I could make silk all day!” Rachnera beamed as Centorea’s eyes spun with shame, yet her hearts pounded with disgusting levels of delight.
(She drank it… she drank it… she drank my milk…) Centorea thought as her mind and eyes spun adorably. But behind her, the silk digging into her crotch was drowning in Centorea’s love juices as Centorea apparently loved it far more than she realized. There was only one thing both girls were forgetting… Centorea’s stomachs…
Centorea was starting to rise into the air as gas kept building up in her guts. Her tail, desperate to avoid an early detonation, rose up and let out another thick SBD.
PPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF~!
Centorea whimpered and her eyes rolled a bit at the lewd little puff of vile gas, but Rachnera didn’t even flinch. “Hehe~ Go ahead, Cerea. Be a cow all you like. Gassy and full of dairy. Forget the movie. I want some more!” Rachnera played with Centorea’s feelings and her tits as she drank the left glass, her throat bulging with Centorea’s milk as Centorea was half on the verge of crying with shame, and half on the threshold of orgasming from all the stimulation.
Having finished both glasses. Rachnera rubbed her lips clean and patted her first stomach. “Ohh this might be a bad idea… That stuff is so rich I actually might blow up just like you if I do this…” Rachnera said out loud as Centorea panted into the gag. Centorea’s ears twitched as if to ask “Do what?” as Rachnera unzipped her upside-down top. Letting her own large upside-down, but so puny compared to Centorea’s, breasts flop free as well as her Camera and Phone drop to the floor. Rachnera’s nipples were throbbing with excitement as Centorea gasped in shock.
“NNn MNnn-MMM!?” Centorea squealed into the gag as Rachnera put her left hand to her face, her black claws delicately dancing over her lips as she licked off the last of Centorea’s milk. Then in a flash of black, Centorea’s gag was sliced off and fell to the floor as Centorea farted and squealed in fear.
PPPFFFFFPPPPPRRRRRRFFFTTT!
“EEEE! R-Rachnera you could have cut me!” Centorea squealed as Rachnera raised her right row of eyebrows at her with a knowing grin. “We-Well… I know you wouldn’t have… but it was still scary… Even a Knight has some fears… ” Centorea admitted as Rachnera smiled softly, before moving in closer. “Wait, wait Rachnera stop it. I know that look on your face! What are you do- MM- HHeeee~!” Centorea moaned as Rachnera pushed against her. Rachnera was climbing her without a top on!
The Arachne had to nearly do the splits to prevent poking Centorea’s burgeoning first belly with her sharp tarsus… but after a moment of delicate clambering. Rachnera’s H-Cup breasts were squishing against Centorea’s ZZZ-Cup as Centorea stuttered and gasped for anything to say.
PPPPFFFFFFRRRRRFFFF~!
But Centorea’s rear had plenty to say as an airy toot happily shot out of her. “B-B-B-S-S-St- R-R-Rachnera what are you-!?” Centorea’s eyes were vortexes as the Centauress swirled with just as many emotions. Lust, need, desperation, shame, disgust, frustration. But Rachnera was in her element now. Rachnera gently, as delicately as a picking a snowflake out of the air, grabbed Centorea’s throbbing nipples with her deadly claws. Immediately, Centorea gasped as a surge of electricity and pleasure pumped through her nipples and into the rest of her, as she subconsciously rewarded Rachnera with a huge pump of dairy.
“Shhh, Cerea. Look at you. How full you are, how stuffed, how taut. Doesn’t it ache so much? And doesn’t it feel so good to just… give in~” Rachnera’s voice sounded like honey in Centorea’s mind as Centorea whimpered, trying to find words to say before Rachnera pinched her nipples again.
“Ahh-AHHNN~!” Centorea’s first moan was quiet, and reserved, her second was much louder as she belted out her lust before slamming a hand onto her lips. Rachnera sneered.
“So easy. Sooo so easy. I don’t even need to use my silk! But I’ll be nice this time. As long as you are honest. So go on Cerea… what do you want?” Rachnera whispered her salacious temptations to Centorea. But the steadfast centauress was holding on… for now.
“Ra-Rachnera stop… we- we can’t do such things. Master is- Hnnn… Only Master can-“ Centorea was trying to fight the words out as her ears flapped and a bit of drool escaped the left corner of her lips. Her gorgeous blue eyes were sparkling blue spirals as Centorea fought to stay chaste and loyal to Kimihito. But Rachnera already had a dozen rebuttals to such excuses.
“Haaa Centorea. I told you to be honest.” Rachnera said as she pinched Centorea’s left nipple and Centorea gasped in bliss and pain, her breast obediently sprayed a thick stream of dairy and coated Rachnera’s tits in milk. Centorea’s first belly quietly gurgled underneath Rachnera as the Arachne knew she needed to keep going to make Centorea give in, but she had to be careful. Too much force and the disgusting gas bomb in Centorea would come out and Rachnera quite liked breathing!
“Centorea. Not only has Honey already fondled all of us, and then watched us all get fondled a dozen times by each other already. Honey’s also only got one choice himself to make. After all, do you think Honey would pick just one of us, and throw the rest of us away? A man as kind and loving as him? He’s proved me wrong so many times… All the times that man could have done something bad, and yet he never does. He’s just too good for us… There’s only one option… Taking all of us as his~” Rachnera went on, pinching Centorea’s nipple again as Centorea struggled to speak, her tail rising once again as another, deeper fart pushed out.
PPPPPPPPPBPBPBPPPPPRRRRPPPPBBPPPLL!
“Ahhhn! Ahhh! R-Rachnera, please! M-Master would never!” Centorea whined and let out some more steam. Rachnera knew she should be a bit more careful as whatever unholy concoction brewing in Centorea’s guts gently rippled her ass like a fan before getting sucked out by the ventilation system. Protecting either of them from the risk of smelling it. But Rachnera loved breaking her toys in, loved making them submit to her, loved it when all her toys wanted was for Rachnera to have her way with them! Lillith still called Rachnera and begged her to tie her up again from time to time! Rachnera’s dominating instincts told her, that Centorea was close to buckling under all the pressure. She just needed to find a few more cracks in the Knight’s armor…
“See~ You agree. Honey is far too kind, and only a handsome, strong, caring, and loving man like him would be able to take all of us as his women. Make all of us his wives. And when we’re his wives… don’t you think we’ll still have all those same moments again? Only even more… intimate~? Just think about it Cerea. You aren’t doing anything wrong… We’re just sharing each other a little bit early~ Wouldn’t Honey’s harem be allowed to have fun with each other when the Master is away? Like how Suu and Papi have fun~ That way… we’ll be nice and warmed up when Honey comes home and claims us both as his women~.” Rachnera purred in Centorea’s right ear as their tits lewdly and wetly slapped against each other. Centorea’s mind was spinning… Was Rachnera right? It wasn’t… it wasn’t cheating on the Master if he loved them all and they loved each other… and Master knew all about how Rachnera tied everyone but Suu up, how Suu and Papi kissed each other all the time… how Mero sometimes fondled Miia and openly wished to have threesomes with the Master and another girl…
All the girls wanted him… all the girls liked each other… none of them wanted to hurt the others or be thrown away… didn’t Rachnera’s words just… make sense? All of them could share Master’s love, and love each other while he was away…
“AhhhN~! No! You are just trying to twist Nnnnghh your words! I won’t fall for your venomous tongue! Release me at once Rachnera! You’ve gone too far!” Centorea fought to stay firm in her beliefs, in her way as Kimihito’s noble steed. But fighting back only made Rachnera more excited. She loved it when her prey struggled, it made it that much sweeter when they finally gave in to her. Rachnera fidgeted her spinnerets, silently and expertly placing a wad of silk on her legs before deftly swapping it from one leg to another as her thick thighs and pedipalps squeezed on Centorea’s stomach first stomach. Centorea’s belly gurgled in response as she whimpered, her throat bulging as Rachnera tilted Centorea’s head upwards and brought the silk to her hands.
UUUUUUUUURRRRRRUUUUURRRRAAR-OORP!?
Rachnera let Centorea belch into the air, her thick, throaty, baritone belch rattled Rachnera at point blank as the horrid green fumes went up towards the ceiling to get sucked out by the industrial strength fans Mero’s mother had purchased. As the seconds passed and Rachnera watched Centorea’s eyes close in the disgusting bliss of relief, Rachnera struck. Grabbing the thick glob of web she’d brought up, Rachnera stretched it into a band before slamming it against Centorea’s tits, the sticky and durable silk stuck to her leaking nipples like instant glue as Centorea’s lips shut over her belch and she felt something jam her milk-makers up. Then, just as quickly, Rachnera tied up Centorea’s arms so she couldn’t rip the silk off.
“Nngaah~!? Rachnera what nngh did you NNgg do!?” Centorea gasped as Rachnera slowly let herself slip off of Centorea’s milk-covered tummy. Watching as Centorea panted, thrashing once again as her breasts seemed to gurgle in distress, trying to lactate but Rachnera’s silk cruelly blocked them up. Only a few little spurts filled the silk bonds before there was no more room, and the relief stopped…
And the pressure began to build.
GRGLRE SLOSH
“Ahhn! R-Rachnera please… undo the silk on my breasts! They nnggh they hurt!” Centorea moaned and shook herself again. The Centauress’ bellies whined and complained, like peasants whose uprising had been squashed by the King, only for that King to cruelly mistreat them and stoke up a revolution! In other words, all that thrashing was upsetting her guts again.
GGRGGRRLLEE! Centorea’s first belly gurgled and swelled an inch in all directions.
GLLOOORRRP! Centorea’s second belly gurgled even louder and kept swelling.
“Ah, ah Cerea. You better stop. You’re riling up those gas chambers of yours. But then again, with how much you loved farting earlier. I guess I should just leave you be while you thrash as much as you want~ I wouldn’t want to suffocate while you work all that gas out! I’m almost curious how it must feel to masturbate just from farting so hard. Maybe those commenters were on to something. Well, bye-bye, Cerea. I’ll head upstairs and give you privacy.” Rachnera smirked cruelly as Centorea moaned in betrayal, shame, and need. Her second belly growled loudly as it finally finished growing. Centorea’s legs were now tied up and resting against on a full-sized water bed, only it wasn’t water filling her up! Centorea’s second stomach was getting truly massive now, it was almost seven feet wide, stretched from her nose even farther than her tail, and was spilling over the floor even with her body hanging five feet in the air! There was probably enough ‘natural gas’ in Centorea to power the city for a day!
“WHAT!? I would NE-Ahh~! How dare-MMMF! ohH! R-Rachnera please take off the Nnhhaaa~! Ohgghh! I- I can’t… I can’t think…” Centorea moaned, a few fresh tears in her eyes as her breasts throbbed and ached and the tightness in her stomachs was even worse than before. Getting even bigger as gas and milk was backed up and bloating her from the inside. Her breasts sloshed once again and sent waves of taut pain and need to Centorea’s overloaded mind. Her already enormous pumpkins only grew even rounder, even tauter, and much tighter as they angrily surged with milk. Begging, screaming to be milked, and feel that bliss of someone’s lips on them once again! Just as her bellies were begging to let rip all the gas inside her. Centorea’s second stomach was already bigger than some small cars!
Rachnera fought off a sharp-toothed grin of pride as she knew Centorea was just on the verge of breaking. Even a knight’s willpower could only take so much!
Centorea tried to think of her Master, of his kindness and passion, that drive to always protect all the girls and help them out when they were in need. How sometimes he was too kind for his own good and let the others walk all over him! How he rarely ever said no, but when he did put his foot down they all knew to listen! She tried to think of her newest mentor, Cheron, and how she had put up the blade for farming tools, even though she was not a knight anymore. She was still just as powerful as in her days in the Colosseum as she worked her fields and fought to make a place for Liminals like Centorea on her farm!
But that gnawing pain and discomfort, that tightness… that fullness wormed into Centorea’s mind. Her stomachs were so full of gas… her breasts only growing even fuller with milk… Centorea’s wild imaginations of honor and duty began to break down as her body yearned to give into her more natural instincts. All this… this pressure inside her made her feel like a boiler on the verge of detonating! All her gauges were hitting red and still going! Centorea’s instincts were screaming at her as if she were under the effects of a Full Moon!
Centorea gasped as her breasts sloshed and grew another inch… Even Tio’s titanic tits were starting to look small compared to Centorea’s now! Her breasts felt ready to burst with milk and yet the poor tortured mammaries just kept dutifully making more, growing even rounder and bigger as they started to obstruct Centorea’s vision. Resting on her first belly, her tits were already at nose height and rising as soon Rachnera would be entirely out of her view… Her pussy was soaking down against her belly, her donut throbbed and puckered between her growing ass cheeks, those too had begun hitting beachball size now. If Miia had thought Centorea had a big butt before… the only words Miia would be able to stutter out now would be “Giant… Ass…” before Miia either started fondling it or fell over laughing!
GGRGRGLLEE-SLOOOSH-SLOOOSH!
Fondling… Fondling… Centorea’s heated mind began to fill with vivid imaginations of her bloated breasts being fondled… they were so big everyone in the house could grab a handful and Suu still had to cover the rest… Centorea’s nipples throbbed as she couldn’t take anymore! Rachnera’s words were deluding her mind as she remembered Kimihito and Meamil sucking her breasts… but now the memory turned into fantasy as her Master stopped sucking and began kissing her, rubbing his massive cock between her milky tits as she gave in and let him do whatever he wanted to her, all while the other girls joined in and rubbed her breasts. Helping Centorea’s massive milky mammaries swallow the man of the house’s cock and sprayed his hips with delicious dairy…
Centorea’s will shattered as she raised her head and began to moan loudly. Even the sturdiest of walls had its breaking point. “Hhaaahnn~! M-Master! Ahhn! Hnggg! R-Rachneeeera! I- I can’t… I can’t take anymoooore!” Centorea cried out as her breasts blew up another inch and her tail raised. Rachnera’s grin turned vicious as a wicked smile bloomed across her face, and the Arachne grabbed her camera, and phone, and climbed the wall for a better view of Centorea. Centorea grit her teeth and pushed for the first time since leaving the bathroom. She needed release! She needed relief! She needed her Master’s hands all over her body! And with that one push, her bloated butt happily obliged.
PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT~!
A bassy bubbly blast of noxious wind trumpeted out of Centorea’s ass as Rachnera hit record. Watching Centorea’s face melt into passion as her ass cheeks clapped from the force of her flatulence, the deadly green wave of gas blew out of her ballooning cheeks over a dozen feet! Rachnera watched with all her eyes as Centorea’s bright blue eyes turned dull with bliss, and the flowers in the corner of the room began to turn brown and wilt from the green geyser coming out of Centorea’s rumbling rump!
“HHnnnggg~ AHhh! MmmmMMMMmm” (Oohhhh! Nnggghh fiiiinallllyyyy~! Forgive me Master this feels soo- sooo- SO GOOOOOOD!) Centorea moaned aloud and internally as she ripped ass that could make any Mare blush. The seconds ticked on and on and yet her rear just kept vibrating as her donut throbbed, gas slamming out her colon and making her ass jiggle all on its own from how hard her fart rocked her frame. All the while the toxic fumes filled the opposite end of the room before being sucked up by the vents above. Centorea’s pussy quivered as her fart passed forty seconds and counting… a new pressure was building inside her, deep in her core, a taut ball of nerves was getting tighter and tighter, electricity swirling within the gas as Centorea was farting herself towards an orgasm just like Rachnera said! And the entire time her ass was unloading happily, her breasts cried and swelled. The pleasure only added to her milk production as her tits grew over five inches in all directions. Looking like a party beachball now as each one grew closer and closer to becoming taut Yoga balls on her chest!
Rachnera had enough waiting. With her own pussy dripping with excitement. The predator needed to taste her prey and reward her! Imagine, a Spider catching a Horse for dinner~! Rachnera quickly wrapped her Camera up in silk and stuck it to the ceiling as she walked on the ceiling upside down. Staring ‘up’ at Centorea as Centorea locked eyes with Rachnera above her. Her fart finally finished after over a minute of ass-shaking bliss.
“Ahhh~ HH-NNEeeee! HHgg… Hhaann…” Centorea moaned, trying to speak but unable to summon words. But just like how Rachnera spoke fluent Gagged, she also spoke fluent Blissbroken. Rachnera grabbed her phone and hastily began typing something up.
Tiktiktiktiktiktik tik tiktiktik tiktiktik tiktiktik tiktiktiktik tiktiktiktiktiktik tiktiktik tiktik tiktik tiktiktik tiktiktiktiktik tiktiktiktik tik tiktiktiktiktiktiktiktik tiktiktiktiktiktiktik tik tiktiktiktiktik tiktiktiktik tiktiktik tik Rachnera’s clawed fingers speedily tapped out an evil request to ensure her more playtime with Centorea. [Honey, can you get some dinner for us on way home? We’re starving. Centorea doing fine btw.]
Now it was just the two of them for a while~ “Shh, Cerea~ That’s a good girl. Just give in to the pleasure… the need… the relief… and tell me what you want~ Only good, honest cows get rewards~.” Rachnera whispered into Centorea’s ear from above as Centorea whimpered. Her fuzzy ears twitching as she wanted to fart even more, wanted Rachnera to squeeze her tits and suck on her throbbing nipples until Rachnera was just as full of her milk as she was with gas! She wanted Rachnera to yank on that evil string between her pussy until that pressure in her nethers exploded and she orgasmed over and over!
GGLLOOORRRRP-SLOOOSSH-SLOOOSSH!
GGGRGRRGGRRLLEE!
GGRRGRRGRVBVMMMMVBBLLLEEE!
“HHaaann~! HhggoOOO! Ooo… I… Mmaaa! I want…” Centorea could barely utter the words as her breasts rose even higher on her bubbling first tummy, the round yet firm orbs were starting to torpedo out once again. Centorea’s strong back muscles defied gravity as her firm sloshy tits bounced on her first belly and rose into the air. All of her body begged for release now as the inch she’d lost from pumping out so much gas returned instantly… then another inch added on… and another…
“Go on... tell me… give in… you’re so big… so helpless. Just Honey’s big. Milky. Gassy. Cow. And all you need to do is say it~!” Rachnera moved in for the kill. Cupping Centorea’s face with her hands as Centorea’s eyes spun and her tail wagged. Normally she’d have tried to kick Rachnera in the head for saying such things to her… now… it only fueled her need for release more. Every word Rachnera said seemed perfectly true to Centorea at that moment… she was just a big gassy cow full of milk and one sentence would finally free her!
Rachnera had to admit… despite how disgusting Centorea’s massive farts were. She could absolutely get used to this~. Normally she’d had to be a lot more forceful to break in one of her pets, but Centorea was such easy prey it almost wasn’t even fair! Plus, Rachnera did have respect for her friend. She wasn’t going to use harsher methods on her, all she needed was gentle ensnaring and this big leaky horse was all hers until Honey came home~.
“Hhnnhh~! R-Rach-AHHN!-neraaa~ P-Please milk m-mmeEEE! AHhhn!” Centorea wailed. Rachnera blinked in surprise. (I really thought she was going to give in and tell me she was my cow or call me her mistress… Well, that’s Centorea for you~) Rachnera thought, impressed as she smiled; even when totally broken in and begging for relief, you just couldn’t entirely get rid of that loyal dog personality of hers! Even when begging to be milked and farting like a cow, the big horse knight only served one Master. Still… Centorea had just begged to be milked… might as well reward her now.
“Of course, Cerea, all you had to do was ask~ Let me just set things up real quick.” Rachnera’s fang-toothed smile came back as Centorea whimpered in confusion. Rachnera aimed her Opisthosoma at the ceiling and shot a thick wad of web, joining the rest of the horror movie aesthetic the living room had with all this silk and green fog everywhere! Then she deftly spun it into a harness before attaching that harness around Centorea’s huge loaded tits as Centorea gasped, whinnied, and let out a few short toots in distress. Finally it was done and Rachnera admired her handiwork. Centorea’s massive breasts were suspended just like her body was… if her body hadn’t grown several times bigger than before. And in her left hand…
Rachnera yanked the silk rope between Centorea’s breasts, making the Centauress lurch an inch forward as Centorea gasped and yelped. Her breasts angrily sloshing as a desperate PPPHRRMMMMPPP! shot out of her rear. Centorea couldn’t see what Rachnera was doing or why she had been so rough! But it did feel good too…
“Ahhgg~! Raachn-nNghhh I hhhgg~!” Centorea tried to speak as Rachnera snickered.
“I know, I know. I just couldn’t resist a bit of teasing. Usually, I have to be so much rougher~ I’ll be nice now.” Rachnera assured Centorea, which was only half a lie as she was going to be nicer… for now. Rachnera deftly sliced the silk trapping Centorea’s breasts apart as the titanic torpedoes trembled with excitement. Only a little bit of dripping silk stuck over her nipples was preventing Centorea from spraying all the way from the couch to the TV! Rachnera pulled Centorea’s breasts forwards with her left hand once again, puling both nipples towards her waiting mouth!
“Ahhn Hggg Rrrrachnera sstoop teasing meee! Hhnn PPPFFFFFFRRRRRTT! Uuaahnn…” Centorea panted and moaned as her tail swished back and forth.
“My, my. My cow is being so noisy and demanding! Maybe I should go then.” Rachnera couldn’t help but tease as on the other side of the valley of breasts and hill of belly, Centorea’s ears flopped and she couldn’t believe what she heard. Rachnera wouldn’t leave her after riling her up like this! Would she!? No… Rachnera totally would!
“Wait- Hnng… Please I OOogh! Don’t-“ Centorea was honestly about to beg Rachnera to stay and milk her aching udders as Rachnera got into position. As soon as Centorea said “don’t” Rachnera delicately sliced that last bit of silk blocking up Centorea’s teets and yanked the rope harshly, pulling both plump throbbing nipples into her mouth at once.
“HHHHOOOOOOAAAAA-EEEE HHNNGGG!” Centorea shrieked in bliss and bit her lip as her engorged nipples were mercilessly filling Rachnera’s mouth so wide her cheeks were bulging with soft plush teet! And then the milk came. Rachnera could barely breathe through her mouth as nearly fist-sized nipples squished and filled her mouth to the brim, before she could practically hear the wall of milk inside them come flooding through and into her mouth.
This may have been a mist-
SSHHLLLLHHHKKSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHSSSHHHSHSSSSSSSLLKKLKKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!
GULP GULP GULP GULP GULKK GLUGG GGLGGBBGLBG GLLGRGBBLKLSLKSKSKLSLLPLLPLSSKKSSLPLPL
Rachnera’s cheeks swelled as a gallon of ultra-rich dairy slammed into the back of her throat, a bit spurting back out her mouth and out her nose before she was able to get that first gulp in. Then a second. Then a third. Then a fourth. Then a fifth… but she was quickly losing ground. There was just so much milk! Rachnera tried to pull the thick nipples out of her mouth, but the swollen things were so pressurized they were filling her mouth from top to bottom and she couldn’t open her jaw anymore! There were only two options as the flow of milk began to outpace her gulping, try to rip Centorea’s nipples out of her mouth which would definitely hurt Centorea with Rachnera’s sharp fangs, or sit there, swallow as much as she could, and hope she was able to hold all this milk in her!
Rachnera gave in and chose the second one as she gave a gurgling moan, losing her ability to gulp almost entirely as the flow of delicious fatty dairy just sprayed straight into her. On the one hand… this was not what she wanted to happen at all! On the other… Rachnera was a pervert who was rather weak to pleasure when it was forced back on her…
Rachnera’s ruby eyes lidded and rolled as her left hand started cupping her breast, the other started delicately rubbing her throbbing little clit while she still could as the flow of dairy made her first stomach swell outwards. Rachnera just kept chugging from the tap, or rather, she was hooked up to a hose and had no way to turn it off until Centorea was done. Rachnera could feel her pizza filled first stomach fight back, struggling not to swell out before some barrier deep inside her burst, and then her belly began to stretch just like Centorea’s had earlier. The pain and pressure switching into bliss and even more pressure as she filled out like a waterballoon. Her legs and pedipalps twitching as Rachnera fingered herself as her arm started pushing against a belly.
“AHHHNN~ HnnGGG FFFFFRAAAAAAAAP! HHGGOO OOOOO! BBBBBRRRRRRRRT! MMMM OOOOGH!! FFFFFRRRROOOORRRT!* Nnnnngg NNN OoooOO!” Centorea was absolutely lost in bliss as moan after sultry moan escaped her lips as effortlessly as farts escaped her rear. It felt so wonderful, so relieving, so… divine! The pressure in her taut breasts finally began to lighten up as her dairy filled Rachnera more and more. Rachnera’s sharp teeth slightly dug into her nipples but that only felt even better! Like a soft teasing bite on her shoulder or neck! Electricity poured through Centorea’s body as her milk poured into the Arachne, then Centorea remembered something in the midst of her bliss. Rachnera needed to breathe! But it was so hard to focus on that in the middle of so much bliss! Centorea’s mind felt like it was melting even as she tried to save her friend from drowning in her milk… but how do you turn off your tits!? “ RAAACHNERAAAA! I MMMMMMMOOOOOO! OOOHHH!”
~SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Centorea’s dairy distilleries kept pumping gallon after gallon down the itsy bitsy spider’s throat until Rachnera was turning rather not itsy bitsy anymore. Both girls were lost in the bliss of it as Rachnera fingered her clit as best she could with her right hand while her left let go of her breast and started holding back her stomach. Trying to keep her bloating belly contained so she could keep rubbing one out right there and then. Rachnera was having quite the fun time as she let her box lungs do all the breathing for her and just focused on the stream of milk so thick it bulged her throat out almost like a frog’s before filling up her belly.
As Centorea struggled not to cum and thought she was drowning her friend, Rachnera cradled her growing first belly, now squishy and nearly six months into her dairy pregnancy as Rachnera kept drinking. Her eyebrows furrowed as she was getting closer and closer, fingering herself faster as her pedipalps squeezed on her hand and her belly bloated lewdly around her arm. Swelling right past her arm into two milky spheres as Rachnera would have panted if her throat wasn’t hooked up to Ms. DQ herself!
“AHHHN! HHGGGMMOOOOO! OOHH RAAAACHNERA I’M SSSOOO-UUUUNGGH! I OOOO! UUNGGhhh ahhnn! Nnnhh nnNHHGHH!” Centorea whined and whimpered.
GGGGLGKLLKGKLGLKLLSSSLLLPLLPPLLLPLLLPPLLPP Rachnera chugged and swelled.
Centorea’s moans died down for a second as she fought to gain control, before she screamed as her pussy throbbed against Rachnera’s prior bondage, God it felt so good yet so irritating! The tight silk dug into her puffy pussy so deeply and yet her pussy greedily swallowed it up and was drowning it in Centorea’s love juices! Rachnera was barely able to reach her clit with her clawed finger as her stomach surged another several inches. Her eyes crossed as she was so close to cumming but just couldn’t make it!
Rachnera’s hand slipped out from between her thighs as her right hand immediately went up to her breast and started pinching her nipple, and her left did something she didn’t even process at first. Rachnera’s left hand started squeezing and kneading her growing first belly gently as her body decided it had had enough and started pumping the milk into her second stomach. And that feeling of warm dairy suddenly flowing through her and into her second gut as her first stopped growing made Rachnera crack. As Rachnera’s second abdomen began to bloat instead of her first, Rachnera’s pussy crossed the threshold. Even without being touched or bound up in silk, just the feeling of swelling and stretching pushed her over the edge! Rachnera’s legs twitched as she spread her pedipalp thighs to give her pussy room to blow!
And while Rachnera’s big black spider backside began to swell instead of her pearly white tummy, Centorea was just on the verge of ‘blowing’ too… especially her giant swollen rear. Centorea could feel another big fart coming as she panted. (No… Please… stay in… Nnggh… I can’t hold it… R-Rachnera might dro-HHAA-Drown and I’m gonna- I- NNGGGH) Centorea’s tail rose higher and higher as her swollen couch-crushing rump rumbled with gas. Centorea’s second belly was nearly three times as big as her first, and six times as full of wind as Centorea’s moan died in her throat. Mt. Centorea was going to blow again! And her pussy throbbed with glee as the pressure in her ass roared. Rachnera’s teasing words were about to come true… Centorea could feel the gas bulging through her lower intestines as her tail raised vertically, her swollen ass vibrating with joy as her donut puckered. It was like waiting for a train to arrive at the station, and Centorea’s gas train wasn’t putting on the brakes at all as her donut opened wide and braced for impact!
Centorea’s eyes crossed as she bore down instinctually. Pushing this gas bomb out of her! Rachnera would have laughed her head off if she wasn’t in the throes of an orgasm herself! Centorea was going to fart herself into an orgasm whether she wanted to or not!
BBBBBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMFFFFFFBBBBFFFRR-
Centorea’s eyes shot wide open before her left shut right back down as drool spilled from the left side of her mouth once again. The force between her ass cheeks was tremendous as her billowing broomph of a fart pushed her straight into an orgasm. Her legs tried to buck against the silk as her pussy clamped down on the rope in between it. Then, both girls silently screamed in bliss and squirted together.
PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~! Rachnera sprayed like a hose.
PSSSSSSSSSSSSSS-SSSSSSSSSSSSS-SSSSSSSSS-SSSSSSSSSS! Centorea sprayed again and again like an industrial-grade sprinkler.
SSSSSPLUURT! Rachnera was so overstimulated she ended up shooting a thick wad of silk out of her swelling second abdomen too! Despite how embarrassed Rachnera would have been at such a loss of bodily control, both girls were lost in their own little worlds as Centorea’s thundering ass killed off the poor plant in the corner as her fart blanketed the other side of the room with toxic fog!
~RRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBRRBRRRBBBBBBRBBRRRRRRRRBBPPBPPBPPPPPRRRRRRRRPPPPFFRRRRPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP!
Centorea’s ass kept thundering as she gasped for breath, the vents working triple time to prevent both girls from choking on the paint-peeling fog. Centorea couldn’t even process how it felt so goooood! All she could do was hold on for dear life as Rachnera sucked on her swollen nipples and drank even faster than before, and her massive junk in the trunk blasted foul ass so badly it made her buns slap, clap, jiggle and bounce once again! Centorea’s tail flew in the breeze as the camera on the ceiling recorded both of them losing themselves to the moment.
The camera watched as Rachnera’s skull pattern on her Opisthosoma began to stretch as her second abdomen bloated like a garbage bag. The chitin creaking as it fought against the growth before stretching two and sometimes three inches at a time, and below Rachnera a pool of silver formed as her pussy gushed as hard as Centorea’s tits.
The camera watched as Centorea’s ass let out a green geyser, a fart nearly two feet thick erupting from between her cheeks and slamming into the wall before spreading like a deadly wave, only to get sucked up into the vents like a screaming poltergeist. Centorea’s thick plush cunt spraying in bursts, hitting the silk rope snuggly stuck between her pussy, and slapping against the wall in two wet splashes before running down.
The camera watched as Centorea’s fart did something no amount of broccoli and beans should be able to explain… not only did the poor houseplant turn completely brown before wilting away entirely… the paint on the wall was starting to turn flaky and dull. What was once sandy brown and eggshell white turned dull wooden brown and sickly grey. The green fumes seeped into the wall as the paint turned scaly before a few chunks of paint fell off the ground onto the floor.
The camera watched as Centorea’s fart lasted nearly three and a half minutes and even with the upgraded ventilation system Mero’s mother had installed, so much green gas was pouring out of Centorea’s fat ass that it began to creep up around her second belly and her ass cheeks, swallowing her back half into the putrid fog just before it finally finished. If Centorea had farted for another minute, she would have been swallowed up by her gas even with the Vents at full power!
With Centorea’s newest ass blast safely having passed over the two Liminals. Centorea was still drooling and whimpering as Rachnera chugged her milk. Mercifully, her breasts had begun to shrink. The taut orbs were a few inches smaller, and practically a hundred pounds lighter unlike Rachnera. Even with her second stomach now taking the brunt of the inflation, Rachnera’s first stomach had swelled up like a beachball.
“HHhhnnnghhhh~ Ahhn… Rachnera are you HNngg Okayyy!? You can MMMFff! Stop drinking Nnnghh! Rachnera please answer meee!” Centorea cried, her voice full of worry and bliss as she couldn’t believe Rachnera was still alive and drinking her milk after three full minutes of chugging! But Rachnera’s book lungs were putting in all the work even as her second stomach began to squish her other organs within her Opisthosoma. Another thick glob of web shot out of Rachnera’s spinnerets as her second abdomen rumbled before swelling another foot in all directions and giving her some much-needed room inside. Rachnera was deliriously horny from all the calorie-dense milk inside her, and her newfound inflation fetish…
Finally, after nearly four and a half minutes of chugging. Centorea’s nipples had shrunk just enough, her stream of milk no longer a fire hydrant spray but a lazy river, that Rachnera could gently pull them out of her mouth as dairy spewed against her chin.
“Mmppphh! Rachnera are you okay? Oooohh That feels… MMph…” Centorea didn’t know how to respond with any semblance of dignity. Her nipples felt so cold and alone in the air compared to Rachnera’s warm wet mouth… What was she thinking!? Her friend’s safety came first!
Centorea steeled her mind as best she could with her pussy still dripping after her prior flood and hardened her voice. “Rachnera! Answer me! Are you okay? I cannot see you but I must make sure you are fine! A knight such as myself doing such a thing to her friend… Unnggh… If there is any way I can-“
BBBBBBRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPP~!
Centorea was cut off by a noise she never once expected to hear. Not at that volume nor from that person! Papi for sure, even Miia and Lala a few times, even herself once or twice! But Rachnera!? And yet, there was no denying the noise that was reverberating the walls almost as loudly as Centorea’s flatulence had.
Rachnera was letting out a massive milky belch.
The poor Arachne’s eyes all crossed as she clutched her first stomach, her human lungs going on minute five of not breathing as Rachnera was light-headed and belting out a thick vanilla and butterscotch belch that tasted almost as good coming up as it did going down! Rachnera’s throat rattled and her breasts bounced as the guttural gas kept pumping out her lips second after second. Her legs twitched and her fingers interlocked over her first stomach as wave after wave of relief washed over her as she deflated a few inches from all that gas!
Rachnera’s belch was so strong it even wobbled Centorea’s tits and first tummy! The Centauress gave a quick “Eeeee!” as her belly was rippled by warm, delicious smelling gas that wafted over her and smelled heavenly compared to what she was producing! Centorea’s cheeks blazed as she realized this delicious gas was her own dairy flavor wafting back at her! Both of Rachnera’s stomachs felt wonderous relief as she deflated, even if her human lungs were on fire after being ignored for so long. And finally, her throat rattling belch came to an end after an entire minute and another twenty seconds blissfully passed.
HUUAAAAH!