chapter 4

Epilogue


Kent didn't remember what he did before, who he was before- or even that his name was Kent. All he knew is that he was thirsty. He got thirsty a lot now. It was thirsty work. He was pounding into June from behind, his dick now huge and swollen to compete with the cows massive thighs and backside. He felt like his lower half was practically swallowed up by her body as he pounded. He was getting too heavy to move, his belly draped over her back, and a huge leather swing kept him partially upright and moving back and forth.

Tubes and suction cups hung off of Junes breasts, part to rhythmically milk them, part of keep them from stretching too much. As it was, they were already as large as the heaviest of women's thighs (though no where near as big as her own colossal set) and the cups helped keep the from spilling off the platform.

One tube fed directly into a face mask attached to Kent. His chins kept his face turned slightly upwards and though his hands were free he never had a single thought about removing the mask. The other tube split, part of it pumping back into Junes moaning mouth and the other into the wall going who knows where (Kent and June neither knew nor cared about anything that wasn't in that room). They screwed and they slept, they screwed and drank. Occasionally the sorceress would come and milk June by hand and mouth since it had been ages since Kent had been small enough to do that (he was quite large now, but then, so was June)


The sorceress smiled, eyes closed a pleased expression on her face. They were both inhumanly large, rolls upon rolls, dimples in dimples, heavier then should have been humanly possible- neither capable of much actual thought other then to keep drinking the cream and keep screwing. Even when they slept the magic vibrating within Junes body kept her body awake and aroused. And Kent, well, even in his dreams he was doing just what he was doing now, his whole body beginning for more.

She drank it in. The greed, the gluttony, and absolute abandon. Oh yes... these two had brought her a great deal of delicious emotions and would continue to for quite some time.

She stuck her hand in-between the rolls on Kents body groping him making his eyes roll back in his head at the new sensation on his all too sensitive body.

"Thanks for your wish my dear sweet blubber boy. It was my pleasure to grant it" she squeezed and his moaned his body thrusting harder trying to get more milk into his mouth. June gave a screaming moo into her own mask.

"My pleasure indeed."


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