Centaurus

Vivi moaned whorishly as she was used, her mouth hanging open, a little drool dangling from her lip. Her cheeks blushed deep red as she looked up ashamedly at the crowd and helplessly squirmed on the floor being openly used by the slime monster, held up by her own cum belly. Her obscenely stuffed pussy was fully on display to the crowd standing around her. This was beyond shameful, she desperately wanted to cover her face and eyes with her paws but the tentacles wrapped around her limbs deftly held her in place, the shocking strength of the slime was simply too much for her to overcome, especially as the tentacles wormed further and further inside of her, the fatter parts of the tentacle's lengths stretching her wider and wider. She looked down at her belly in alarm as it expanded and bumps began to move across its surface, the tentacles moving around her womb.

No one in the crowd stepped forth to help her, they only goggled and stared at the public depravity, the spectacle of a fox girl fucked full with moving squirming tentacles. Several of the males in the crowd grew awkward tents in their trousers as the show continued.

“H-help me!” Whined Vivi between gasping moans.

The crowd shifted uncomfortably but made no move to help, that is until a large breasted black eared wolfkin pushed and shoved her way free.

Vivi looked up at her, was this her saviour? Then she noticed how hard the wolfkin was breathing and the expanding wet patch in her shorts that even as Vivi looked drooled a long gel like strand of sloppy lubricant. 

“P-please!” moaned the wolfkin, her hands down her pants, furiously working her clit.

The slime Squeed! Happily at her words and even more tentacles exploded from its surface, engulfing the wolfkin and dragging her on top of Vivi where she was swiftly denuded, shredding her clothes apart and revealing her bare skin

“Yass! Ream me! Anything to stop the heat!!” 

The slime squueee’d! once more as though in acknowledgement. Its tentacles curled around her naked body shifted and rolling until the tips were all converging on her vulnerable quivering rear. The tips touched up against her, almost as though they were tasting her soaking swollen lips, then they pushed into her folds eliciting a gasp.

“No! you gotta help me stop it!” exclaimed Vivi looking over her shoulder at the wolfkin atop her.

“Hell no bitch, this feels uhnff! I could spend the rest of the day like this! Harder slime thing! Go harder!”

The wolfkin rolled her hips as she was impaled on the tentacle which began furiously pistoning into her folds creating the most lewd sounds imaginable, the slick squishy surface of the tentacle combing with the sloppy state of the wolfkin to make an orchestra of lewdness.

SCHLORK SKLAK PLAPSTCH SLRTCH! 

“HAAAAGH FUUUUUCK- NYAA! HYK... P-PLEASE MOOOOOOOORE!!!”

 

The wolfkin squealed as she was reamed on top of the wide eyed Vivi, her productive juices dripping down on the vulpine to soak her fur. The wolfkin sank down against the fox girl, her fat tits compressing against Vivi’s back, stiff nipples grinding against soft fur as the pair shuddered under the slime’s ministrations.

The audible gasping bliss of the wolfkin just seemed to egg the slime monster on to new heights and it squeee’d once more. Its tentacles writhed and curled and a second tentacles was forced into the woman's pussy causing the wolfkin’s legs to kick into the air. Her hands gripped Vivi's shoulders desperately, her fingernails digging in as her spine arched and her twitching quim squirted and sprayed her juices up the trapped audience that was crowded around them, spattering and darkening their clothing with her fluids. Those who were hit looked down at their damp selves in horror.

“S-sorry about that!” said Vivi blushing with shame and humiliation, not sure what to do about their captive audience, “I’m- I’ll try to stop it!”

The juices of the girl above her had wetted Vivi’s paw and she managed to wiggle it free from a tentacle using the added slickness. She grabbed at the slime, and somehow succeeded, her paw pads touching down on its main body. The slimy surface tried to slip from her grasp but she managed to get her paw around the troublesome monster just enough to drag it in. 

She glared at it, and to her surprise, it seemed to glare back. Was this slime sentient?? Maybe it really could somehow understand her? Could she tell it to calm down perhaps? She opened her mouth to speak.

Immediately she realised her mistake as the slime's surface boiled and a particularly thick tentacle surged out and rammed straight up into her mouth, forcing her jaws apart. Vivi choked on the appendage, her teeth dimpling its surface but unable to pierce the tough skin of the slime. Her eyes went wide and panicky as the slime forced its tentacle into her, distending and bulging her throat obscenely, and began exploring her insides.

"Shooh Deehp!” Wailed the wolfkin above Vivi as Vivi floundered with tentacles pushing in both ends.

The fox girl could only look down the length of the tentacle in her mouth in alarm, holding her head in place, completely at the mercy of the slime. More tentacles abruptly shot out into the crowd, squirming between the panicking shouting people, diving between their legs and over their shoulders as the slime happily found what it was looking for. Females in heat began to be dragged from the crowd, forcefully pulled free, sometimes knocking over those in the way. Wolfkins and lupines and more were dragged on top of Vivi, their clothes stripped and their holes penetrated in a growing tentacle orgy.

Vivi squirmed and whined as the light of day above began to be covered with the moving shapes of women being rutted, piling atop the fox girl higher and higher in a small hill of sex. Vivi’s eyes rolled up and her paw pressed into the slimes surface as the tentacle plunged and thrust down her throat, gods this was just like at the hot spring, being used by a thick heavy dominating length, just pleasuring itself on her. No wait, this was going further, way further! Vivi’s brow rose in shock as she felt the tentacle drive another foot into her and go where it wasn't supposed to, then another foot and another and even more! she whined as she felt her insides fill and fill and then a terrible feeling in her rear, oh gods it was coming out!

The fox girls anus pushed out and a flash of white could be seen for a moment before retreating. The tentacle then pushed harder, bulging out her butthole, and then after a little more effort the tentacle slipped free, her donut clamping down on it as it wiggled up into the air, touching up against the fox girl’s tail and exploring the bare skin of the wolfkin above it. Vivi was now entirely spitted on the tentacle, hopelessly trapped and vulnerable to the slime’s whims, a slab of fuck meat to be used and abused. Vivi nearly came from the realisation alone, her folds clamping down on the writhing tentacles twisting up a storm in her pussy.

As the slime continued to fuck them raw the moaning whining pile of girls was slowly growing larger as more and more females were dragged from the crowd and piled on, a pile of moaning shuddering women with the many white lines of the slime’s tentacles curling and coiling around and across their naked bodies, penetrating and plunging their holes over and over, filling out the small space in the crowd until naked bodies were pressing up against the trapped audience who were unable to escape or look away, just a vast writhing mass of women being openly fucked before the crowd by masses of tentacles, and very much enjoying it going by the rising chorus of blissful screaming wails.

As Vivi’s eyes rolled up and her pussy darkened the ground with fluid her paw clamped down on the Slime, hard. The Slime bulged out around her paw’s grip. This caused a change to come over the slime, its little black eyes began to vibrate and its whole body began to ripple then all of a sudden rounded nodules bulged out over its surface, spreading outward, going from covering its surface to rolling up the tentacles coming from its body and then surging down their lengths making every tentacle a nodule covered weapon. 

The girls getting piston fucked by the dozens of tentacles reacted instantaneously as the lengths inside of them became that much more brutal, dragging at their folds with the nodules and causing a soft splup! With each nodule that slipped free or was rammed inside of them. A cacophony of soaked flesh being roughly abused, SCHLAP! PLAPTSH! SLLRPTCHPLT!

Followed by glorious and plentiful reaction, Skllrtsh! Skllrrtsh! Skllrrtsh!  

It seemed as if the entire pile of girls squirted in that same moment as clear fluid sprayed up into the air in all directions spritzing and misting the air over the crowd with their juices. The chorus of screams and shrieks that filled the air momentarily silenced the crowd it was so loud and shrill, desperate hands and paws clutched at other bodies as the girls were given a fucking of a life time, lost in a tempest of intense quivering pleasure that sated the hunger in their loins ten times over.

Ellaria looked down at the chaos, this, this was really not good. The crowd was starting to dissipate around the edges at last but this looked like it would be the end of their time in this town, they would be lucky to avoid getting arrested and imprisoned at this rate!

In fact as she looked a battalion of guards was making their way down the street against the current of the crowd. What sounded like a religious cry from the other direction made her turn her head, down the other end of the street a second battalion was coming. This group looked vastly different from the first group however, they wore voluminous white robes and their long bearded leader carried a censer swinging in his hands that released an aromatic plume of smoke as it swung. It didn't take more than a second for Ellaria to realise this group had been sent by the church.

She turned her head again as yet another cry filled the air, gods what next? This cry sounded particularly angry, much more aggressive than the other two. Down an alley that came out in front of the guild a third group was arriving, this one armed with cudgels, maces, clubs, bats and strangely enough a rolling pin. In fact many of the people in this crowd appeared to be wearing work clothes, aprons, uniforms, dishrags tucked in belts. 

A figure at the front clued Ellaria in to just what the hell she was looking at. It was the innkeeper of the Slime’s Bane Inn and she looked positively apoplectic. Apparently she had gone to the Innkeepers Guild and raised a storm which she seemed intent on riding into battle upon. This group worried Ellaria the most, they looked ready to lynch Flora alive.

“Oh my god, it’s that anti-mage cunt that tried to mug us!” cried out Flora jabbing a finger in the air. The gnome had mostly recovered from her ordeal by this point, only losing a few feet in width.

Ellaria blinked and turned to where she was pointing. She wasn't pointing at the guards where she might have assumed, no she was pointing at the people from the church. As she stared she realised she did recognise the young man standing next to the incense carrier. Bald and pink skinned but still clearly the anti-mage who had tried to mug and possibly kill them.

What the hell is he doing with the church? Thought Ellaria

“What the hell are you doing with the church, cunt?” yelled Flora. “Oih, that guys a criminal, he tried to steal from us, he’s an anti-mage, a stumblefuck who-”

“Lies! I am not what you say!” roared the young man with an unexpected fervence. “I am of the church, I am of the gods, I work solely at service of our holy mission!”

“Bullshit! You’re a sneaky little shitrag who waylays poor adventurers using your anti-mage Class!”

The group from the church were giving Flora increasingly confused looks.

The older man with the incense paused his swinging and looked up at Flora calmly.

“This is a case of mistaken identity I’m afraid. Seth here is not who you say he is, it is impossible. Now to the matter at hand, we have had reports that your group has been harbouring souls, hoarding them with possible ill intent. Please come quietly as we investigate.”

Now it was Flora’s turn to look confused. “No idea what you're blathering about matey, and you don't know shit about brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless over there!”

“Enough of this!” said the young man stepping forward. He raised his hand into the air and Flora and Ellaria jerked backwards expecting an anti-magic attack. Instead light poured from his hand in a holy golden glow, filling the street and calming the crowd, warming their bodies and spreading a feeling of contentment. 

As the light died Ellaria stared at the young man. This, this was impossible! The young man, he had an entirely new Class! That wasn’t supposed to be! It was one Class permanently for life per person!

Fey had broken a rule of the entire world.