Curiosity Blimped The Berry - p8

-BLORRRP!-

Lotus wasn't sure how it happened. How she had become so round that she could just - just topple! Was it one of the foxes? They clambered for her, their paws seemed to touch every part of her body now, roam through her fur, push, squeeze and grope. It barely registered in the back of her mind. All she could feel, all she cared about was the growing juice inside of her, the stretching of her wonderful, aching, sensitive pelt and the ballooning of her body.

Every touch was divine. Every inch she grew only added to the fog of lust in her mind. Now and then she felt the gentle fingers of the foxes opening her mouth and pushing another, solitary berry within. Every now and then she heard her pelt begin to creak and a moment's worry pushed through the sensations crowding her thoughts.

Was she going to explode?!

Her world was upside down now and when she bothered to perceive anything at all she could see the foxes around her in their orgy. Hear their moans, smell their lust. Another fox approached with a berry for her and that spark of worry pulsed through her mind again. She shut her mouth,

"Mm-mm."

The fox pushed gently at her lips, inviting her to open up. But she'd had so many already... could she really take much more of this? She was still growing... would she ever stop? Once more he nudged at her lips and this time she used what little motion was still available to her and shook her head.

"The lady's had enough."

Another shape materialized out of the orgy in the background, interesting because they were fully clothed. A ram with a concerned smile.

The looking between the ram and the balloon of a jackal the fox smiled and shrugged, as though nothing of importance had been decided, before he started stripping off and joining the others.

"Th-thnk ooo", speaking was all but impossible with the jackal's jaws wedged between two growing cheeks, but she managed what she could. The ram simply smiled, they held out a hand towards the jackal's growing, gurgling, sloshing stomach as though waiting for permission and when the jackal nodded, began to rub her aching, sensitive sides. She groaned in sheer pleasure, she couldn't help it.