DJ Cowtits rocked forward, her swollen tits squishing into her desk, milk squirting out along the edges of contact as her nipples were crushed under the weight. The wet slaps of a massive wolf amazon fucking her from behind filled the air around them. Her cries of lust and joy being captured by her mic.
“Y-o! Yo! Mu-MOOOOOOOooogod that is so good, keep going sweetie! Fuck. Th-this just in… there are reports coming in that the heat is not just making pregnancy an absolute for everyone fucked. It's MMmm Yes.. Yes… MOOOOOOoofuck… It's causing greater changes. Larger tits, extra boobs, fur growth. Some cowgirls are reporting udder formations or even hooves. It is unknown at this time how common any given change is or if it is permanent. But like any of you have a choice. Just enjoy the ride, my lovely lactation NaTIONOOOHGODGIVE IT TO ME. HARDERHARDER! FUCK DEEPER CUM CUM I’M CUMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! god… yes… mmm muh… yeah. that was good. Needed that. I… sorry, cutting to commercial. When we return… I don’t fucking know. Got any requests? call in. you have the damn number. Now, Beasty, fuck me raw!”
DJ Beast Bite, the werewolf DJ, was about to go another round when they both realized they were being watched.
Standing in the very open doorway was a fem presenting android. Their body contrasted Cowtits' and Beast Bite's own with its slick artificiality and clean panel lines. Their unblinking eyes watched them.
Cowtits broke the odd stalemate. "Care to join us, IO?" Beast Bite's tail starts wagging, revealing just how willing she was to include their robotic partner.
"Negative. At this time, I am seeking standard sustenance before my next show begins. I will need extra flan to power my positronic logic centers and erotic protocols. With the next assignment being a college computer course, I want to be ready to hypnotize as many mortals as I can in one shot. XTC will be assisting me with temptations. In fact, my time has been negatively affected by this distraction."
The wolf woman smirked. "Oh, and what distracted you. You usually ignore anything that doesn't directly bother you."
The android fembot placed their hand over where a womb could be installed. "I merely found it fascinating that you can pleasure Cowtits so well when her vaginal canal runs nearly the whole length of her torso. Compared to some, Beast Bite's largest recorded ejaculation was only two cups. Cowtits, you are usually a 'size queen'. Would it not be more to your liking to approach either Kaijin or Royale. One of them could likely produce the phallus as well as the necessary fluids to satisfy your seminal fluid intake requirements."
Beast Bite shouted a 'hey!' while Cowtits giggled, before noting an absent member on that list. "Oh? Why didn’t you include XTC."
Despite the lack of clear passion or expression, the blush on IO's cheeks gave away at least a little of what the sex droid was thinking. "While she would certainly be one of the best to fulfill your carnal appetites, she is indisposed this evening. Our paired set shall be going long into the night."
Regaining her composure, Beast waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Oh, I'll bet. Long. Hard. Repeatedly. Lou-… well, maybe not 'loudly'."
"I will have you know that XTC can handle very loud noises when it involves sexual congress. She just prefers whimpers over screams caused by erotic climaxes." Realizing they had shown a little more emotion then they had meant to, IO blushed more deeply. "Ignore my outburst. I have flan to requisition."
Just as they were about to leave, IO reached into the room, gripping the door handle. "Oh, and one last thing: Please be cognizant of others auditory needs. Leaving the door open not only effects the sound quality of your show, but allows your sexual activities to be heard throughout the house. Thank you." The door swung and clicked shut.
Beast Bite chuckled. "Well, I think her and XTC are going to be having their own exciting night. So, round three"
While her pussy gripped tightly on Beast Bite's cock, Cowtits shook her head. "Nah, commercial is almost over and someone is calling in." She felt Beast about to pull out. Her muscled hole clamped down tighter. "I didn't say you could go anywhere, sweetie."
"You know, she got distracted from her own question. Why do you like my cock so much?"
Cowtits gave Beast a cute smile before wiggling her ass to tease the larger woman's cock. "You ever see a 3d model of a clit? Delightful things are not just a nub at the tip of your fuck mound. They got roots. It's where the 'g-spot' basically comes from. Thing is… my clit is a very swollen and large organ. Your cock might not reach as deep as XTC's tentacles, but it still hits all the sensitive bits." She moaned and arched her back while a light blinked on her console. "And when your knot swells up and locks us together? MMMm! So good."
Before Beast could respond, Cowtits pressed the blinker, and as she went back on the air, so did her energy.
"Yo! Yo! Yo! How are ya all, My Lactation Nation!? Heat getting to you. Some of you are finding you're stuck on preggers before your water breaks. Have no fear, it's the magic of being a cowgirl. Water will break only when you are ready to actually give birth. That means some of you with those pregger fuck fetishes? This is your time to really let loose! We got a whole womb full of tracks for you cumming up in the hour, but I did say to call in, right." She pressed the button. "Go ahead caller, you’re on the air. How can I help you become the big tittied dairy cow of your dreams!"
“And then Diana says ‘I see you, Tanya Kincade’, and horny little Tanny, what does she say? ‘I see you too, Diana Kincade’. She followed it up with ‘till death do we part, right’. And and OOOOOH, And Diana kissed her saying ‘Til Death and beyond’. OMG! Like holy fuck. I mean, they proceeded to have some seriously hot sex, but fuck me did it make my heart melt too. So cuuuuuute. And their daughter Athena is wonderful too. God, so good. Better than a bodice ripper novel, let me tell ya!”
The excitable Cowtits shoved a spoon full of cereal into her mouth as she finally found a moment between words to do more than suck in air. The cowgirl still vibrated with something that wasn’t a sex toy for a change. After swallowing the load in her mouth, she cooed again, “Sooo cuuuuuute. I really want to bless them more somehow.”
XTC just glared at the overly energetic woman across the table from her. Her black coffee barely touched. “It’s much too early for this energy level and you are being way too loud.”
“Oh!” Cowtits blushed, “Sorry X-ie. I’ll take it down a notch. but really, so-OOoOooh.” Cowtits moaned as one of her tits were groped and milked into a bowl.
“I need milk for my cereal.” Beast Bite sat down beside her, her own cereal now ready to eat. “Yes, they were cute. That was about to be the tenth time you said that since starting the story.”
Cowtits looked down at her still dripping nipple, then up at the cup of coffee across the table. “Did you want any cream for your coffee, X-ie?” The glare and hiss caused her to back up slightly. “Right, black as your soul. Sorry.” She turned back to Beast and pouted, “Well, you were there.”
The werewolf woman grinned, “Damn right. I came, I came, and I knocked you up.” She paused, her first bite of breakfast paused in front of her lips. “Speaking of, weren’t you hugely pregnant last night? Between that heat effect and how much I gushed into you, you should still be preggers times ten.”
The cowgirl patted her friend and lover’s cheek. “Oh you flatter yourself. You only transformed your dick into an equine monster with balls to match after IO made her comments. I keep telling you, she didn’t mean it as a challenge. Your normal wolfy dick was plenty for me.”
Beast grinned. “Well, you certainly weren’t complaining last night. Still,” she pointed at Cowtits’ relatively flat tummy. Still plushy, but no longer massively gravid.
“Didn’t have the baby,” Cowtits answered as if that explained everything.
Kaijin poured his own cup of coffee, adding a couple of cubes of sugar before groping the still exposed nipple. Another moan followed as he filled his cup the rest of the way before stirring. “So, Boo, you mean Beast Bite knocked you up… and you didn’t have a baby? Was it one of those pseudo-pregnancies you love so much?”
“Yeppers on the not giving birth. Noppers on the fakey baby thing.” The cow girl moaned again, wiggling her ass every which way, her arousal having been kicked up a notch thanks to the milking. Her tail twitched and slipped over to the side, a very clear message to anyone that wanted to just mount her. Still, her brain had not melted to full bimbo bubbles. “With as much sex and fluids that end up around here, it just felt weird to even think about raising a kid in this house.” Her tit was groped again by a well dressed maid.
The gentle squeezes got out just enough to fill a small creamer pitcher. She then walked around to the end of the table, pouring out a bit into a cup of tea, giving it a quiet stir before handing it to her mistress.
Royale accepted the offered drink and took a shallow sip. After a pleased sound, she turned her gaze to Cowtits. “Booba, Dear… you did get pregnant though, correct?”
The cow girl had a hand between her legs, fingers wetly working her folds. Too many hands on her tits were sending her over the edge. “Mmm… Sure. Feeling your tummy get all big and like feeling those kicks? God it makes me so wet to be a mother in waiting.” She bit her lip, trying to contain herself just a little. “B… but… mmmm. god… but Yeah. Like I said. N-not the right place for k1ds.”
XTC, looking a little healthier now that there was a thick air of tantric energies near her to add to her morning coffee, raised an eyebrow and added the obvious, “Not to mention The Boss mandated no victims, guests, or DJs under legal age on the premises.”
“R-right… that too…. god. Beast… beasty… I need your cock in me again,” the cowgirl mewled as her brain was falling into bovine bimbo meltdown. Still, she had enough awareness to finish what thoughts were left in her rapidly devolving mind. “Shifted the bundle of joy to a sad barren mom. Turned her into a sexy, horny cowgirl while I was at it, but they’ll both be happy.”
“Given we are something adjacent to ‘gods’, even if being born from a mortal blunts the bloodline,” Kaijin wondered out loud after another sip of his own coffee, “did you just basically drop a demi-god into that woman’s womb?”
Everyone sat silent for a moment. Even Cowtits paused in her masturbation.
With a nervous giggle, Cowtits gave a shaking grin, “P-probably not a big deal in the long run… right? K1ds like those usually become heroes anyway.”
Looking to change the subject, Royale noticed their silent friend. IO sat next to XTC, her spoon carving through a curious food item. It was conical, though the top was flat, and the yellowish body was capped with a dark topping. “Wait. Is that Flan? IO dear, I thought you drank motor oil.”
The android looked over to her, giving the fae the closest thing to a glare they were capable of without being genuinely angry. “I do not drink motor oil…” They pursed their lips and looked down. Their fiber-optic synth-flesh cheeks glowed lightly, “Except during sexual activities. It is a fetish and not a food group. That said, yes. This is flan. It is both a form of sustenance with an optimal level of sweet and flavorful for my needs while also being a reference to one of my favorite cyberpunk stories.”
There was a pause, punctuated by Beast Bite sliding her cock into the needy pussy of their completely bimbo brained cowgirl. With no further information coming, Royale looked to the succubus. “Do you get it?”
Interrupted from both her cup of coffee to engage in this discussion as well as her meal of sexual energies the pair fucking across the table were producing, XTC glared at Royale. “Yes.”
Royale waited a moment. No answer from IO usually meant they would not elaborate. It's why she asked their girlfriend. But XTC was being just as difficult apparently. “Well?”
“Google is free.”
The fae actually pouted at the response, almost looking cute. Almost. “Awww, but we are friends, aren’t we?”
Despite her melted brain, even Bimbo mode Cowtits could see the problem. “Yeah… we… we all are…. Fuck deeper, Beastie! MMm…. But…. Roro, you… need to learn to pick up…. mmm…. signals better…” She pointed over at XTC’s tail, which was flicking with agitation.
Seeing the flicking tail, Royale’s face turned confused. “But that means she is happy, right?”
Grunting as she was already getting close to nutting inside her lover, Beast looked up from her rutting for a moment. “Royale, hun? She isn’t a dog. Succubi have more in common with cats.”
Royale’s eyes widened. "Oh." a moment passes "Oooooh... oh.... you... are still pissed.... about last night."
"Bingo." Despite the delicious sex happening next to her and her cup finally being empty of coffee, XTC was still in a bad mood.
IO put a second flan in front of her. They gave their friend the ghost of a smile
XTC returns the gentle gesture.
Kaijin raised his own eyebrows, “Do I want to know what happened last night? And… wait, is that Vi?” He pointed at Royale’s maid, who just so happened to be the resident bunny girl in a maid costume. Her tail and ears very prominent.
The maid woman blushed. “HEY! Is not what you think. I just lost a bet. That’s all! It's not like I enjoy serving the mistress.”
Feeling like teasing thanks to her raised spirits, XTC grinned slightly, “That is not what the delicious scent of arousal wafting off you says.” The pout directed at her made her giggle. Between that and Beast getting back to pounding Cowtits silly finally helped her settle into the day.
Later, as XTC was setting up her incense and play lists for her next show, there was a knock at her door. The pattern was specific and precise. “Come in, IO dear.”
The door opened and IO stepped into the room. Over one arm was a blanket and the hand of the other held a cup. “Tonight, my set shall exceed comfortable decibel levels. As the doors are a point of failure in sound containment, I believe it is best to make you as comfortable as I can before I begin.” They draped the blanket over the otherwise impeccable and sensually dressed succubus. “And this is a mocha to calm your nerves.” They leaned in and kissed XTC’s forehead. “I hope your set goes well.”
XTC smiled, “Thank you dear. Yours as well.”
IO stepped out of the room, closing it and lowering the thick blanket they had pinned above for just such an occasion. As they entered their own studio, they looked back at the deep purple of the blanket and smiled, this one a lot warmer and clearer than any before.
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