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"Good boy, just keep eating for me... There we go, that's it... Such a sweetheart, you are~" she croons, petting him like the cute, precious cow he is.

One of Tera's tentacles reaches into Bea's wardrobe, pulling out a pair of cowprint thigh-highs and matching bikini set. She just takes the thigh-highs and slips them onto Wendy's thick, strong legs. Despite them being sized for Bea, they're surprisingly stretchy and comfortable, fitting over the White Cow's huge thighs with ease. "There. I think they suit you quite well, wouldn't you agree?"

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

The tentacles lay Wendy on her back, the one around her waist and tits releasing their hold on her while the ones around her legs keep them spread like she's squatting down.

Tera kisses her once more, retrieving a bottle from her sylladex. It's filled with a thick, creamy white fluid and has a cute cow sticker on one side. She pops the cork off and sits Wendy up, bringing the bottle to her lips. "Drink."

Before Wendy can really come to, however, she’s given a drink. And, like the obedient little sub she is, when commanded, she obeys, drinking immediately. Completely unaware of what she is even drinking or what it might do to her.

Tera smiles and pulls her hands away, watching as the physical changes take hold, little horns and cute cow ears growing on Wendy's head. The white slut could feel a slight pressure form in her tits, like something's pushing outwards more and more from within.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

The tentacles lay Wendy on her back, the one around her waist and tits releasing their hold on her while the ones around her legs keep them spread like she's squatting down.

Tera kisses her once more, retrieving a bottle from her sylladex. It's filled with a thick, creamy white fluid and has a cute cow sticker on one side. She pops the cork off and sits Wendy up, bringing the bottle to her lips. "Drink."

Despite her words she is obviously thinking of anything but. Still managing to sound soft but the delivery hints otherwise

A smile, always warm yet this one was definitely sly behind the homey comfort.

She whimpers softly, simply looking up at Blue with a pleading expression.

Clearly an expert in mothering, Blue holds a hand against her chest to show how totally clueless she is. Her other hand resting juussst right next to Lily, clasping the bench with an impressive mix of imposing and tenderness. A single nail playing with the edge of the half-on skirt. And the sloshing is definitely not imaginary mwehehe.

If blue looks closely, she could see Lilly's nuts swelling, spilling out of its bra more and more, bloating larger at a slow but noticeable pace.

Totally not intentionally allowing her tits to surround the primo girlcock as Blue reaches and and deftly unfastens the ball bra, hanging it on a clothes hook. Her hands are so soft and warm.. As is the warmth eminating from her fat melons. Comforting and warm as a hearth. Also like a hearth excellent to snuggle up against.

"Mmfh... Momma... please, I can't... think..." she mumbles between breaths.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

The tentacles lay Wendy on her back, the one around her waist and tits releasing their hold on her while the ones around her legs keep them spread like she's squatting down.

Despite her words she is obviously thinking of anything but. Still managing to sound soft but the delivery hints otherwise

A smile, always warm yet this one was definitely sly behind the homey comfort.

She whimpers softly, simply looking up at Blue with a pleading expression.

Clearly an expert in mothering, Blue holds a hand against her chest to show how totally clueless she is. Her other hand resting juussst right next to Lily, clasping the bench with an impressive mix of imposing and tenderness. A single nail playing with the edge of the half-on skirt. And the sloshing is definitely not imaginary mwehehe.

If blue looks closely, she could see Lilly's nuts swelling, spilling out of its bra more and more, bloating larger at a slow but noticeable pace.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

Despite her words she is obviously thinking of anything but. Still managing to sound soft but the delivery hints otherwise

A smile, always warm yet this one was definitely sly behind the homey comfort.

She whimpers softly, simply looking up at Blue with a pleading expression.

Despite her words she is obviously thinking of anything but. Still managing to sound soft but the delivery hints otherwise

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

Tera knocks on the door.

Pushes away, Wendy's lower face is absolutely soaked. If Tera looks, she can finally get a good look at the kneeling Queen's features. Sharp, striking, absolutely beautifully feminine. Absurdly plump lips, currently hanging open as she pants for breath. Eyes dull & glassy, still lost in the lustful bliss that has kept her here for longer than she realizes.

"Hmm... Stand," she commands, her voice filled with an unnatural authority, her irises glowing a fiery, ragey pink. "Let me get a better look at you while your Mistress recovers."

As the thumb traces over her pillowy lower lip, Wendy almost goes to take it in her mouth, before it’s pulled away. On command, arms still bound behind her, Wendy climbs to her feet. 6 foot 6, well toned abs, powerful legs… breasts bigger than her head, incredibly wide hips, &, were Tera to look into the mirror, a massive ass.

"Fascinating," she mumbles, giving Wendy's nipples an experimental pinch. "It's like her body's been sculpted specifically for pleasure. Not gonna lie, I'm kind of envious of her physique... Where did you find her?"

“Honestly? She just showed up. Something about finally looking into these Sessions? Apparently she didn’t come from one at all. But she was pretty obviously infatuated with me on sight. Seems like she has a thing for most versions of me. If only our native version of her was so easy to seduce. Then again, ours doesn’t have a body like that.”

The hands on Wendy's tits idly knead and massage them, pinching and tugging on her hardened teats as if trying to milk her. She leans in, staring right into Wendy's glassy, unfocused eyes. "Good girl. I bet that feels nice, yeah? Having your body played with like this? Oh, of course it does. It was made for this, wasn't it?~" she purrs, humming softly and planting a kiss on her forehead.

A very pretty and soft voice came from above as the lady felt something soft rest on her head. So focused she hadn't notice the shadow that loomed over and admittedly made it easier to peer through the window display

She looks up to see who it is, her cheeks heating up when she finally gets a good look.

"Ah, um... Yes, they are," she replies, shifting her purse from her side to her front in a futile attempt to hide the growing tent in her skirt. "Sorry, um, am I in your way...?"

A polite and soft laugh, boosted by her sheer size that simultaneously felt comforting and weighty, like a heavy comforter. And despite the loose dress Lily could easily see the sheer width of the giantess's thighs and hips, the paunch, and of course the cushioned mountains on her chest. She seemed to not notice the completely obvious hard-on, whether due to politeness or her own vision-obscuring endowments couldn't be told.

"... I would love to...!" she replies, shifting her legs in a vain attempt to alleviate the growing pressure beneath her skirt. She has a strong feeling she's gonna enjoy whatever is about to happen.

She gestures to the door, guiding the master baiter towards it. Thinking on it, it might be a bit difficult for Lady D to reach the doorknob at her height. Another warm smile at the human

However it's done, it's gonna be a nice spectacle. She simply watches, paying special attention to the large woman's lower half.

Muffled from inside the store, some booty-wobbling jiggles before a much stronger pull got her colossal cake in successfully. This caused the entire storefront wall to quake but after a second everything seemed alright and unharmed.

By the time the woman frees herself, the lady's face is as red as a Ruby's, her cock is very much noticeable, and the distinct sound of overactive balls can be heard coming from under her skirt.

She had turned around and is now on her knees to better peer through the door at Lily. There no way she didn't notice the girl's diamond-sized cock but she made no reaction if she did. Granted Now that Blue turned around the human could see the edges of a giant-sized lacy black bra and blue areola peeking out of the edges of the garment as her tits completely filled her own lap.

She tries (and partially succeeds) to keep her composure.

A soft, caring, concerned voice as Blue puts a large hand on the human's shoulder. Despite the size she is incredibly gentle and despite the gentleness the small shoulder rub feels like a dedicated deep tissue massage. Tension might begin gushing out at any moment how soothing it is. Or something else, we never know uwu

Tera knocks on the door.

Pushes away, Wendy's lower face is absolutely soaked. If Tera looks, she can finally get a good look at the kneeling Queen's features. Sharp, striking, absolutely beautifully feminine. Absurdly plump lips, currently hanging open as she pants for breath. Eyes dull & glassy, still lost in the lustful bliss that has kept her here for longer than she realizes.

"Hmm... Stand," she commands, her voice filled with an unnatural authority, her irises glowing a fiery, ragey pink. "Let me get a better look at you while your Mistress recovers."

As the thumb traces over her pillowy lower lip, Wendy almost goes to take it in her mouth, before it’s pulled away. On command, arms still bound behind her, Wendy climbs to her feet. 6 foot 6, well toned abs, powerful legs… breasts bigger than her head, incredibly wide hips, &, were Tera to look into the mirror, a massive ass.

"Fascinating," she mumbles, giving Wendy's nipples an experimental pinch. "It's like her body's been sculpted specifically for pleasure. Not gonna lie, I'm kind of envious of her physique... Where did you find her?"