Barnyard Blast V2 Wip 8

This is the one where Evan FUCKS btw. Hope you like! Comments appreciated! Next one will be flipping back to Kallani's and the townspeople's povs! And then the finale will be Ophelia's Monolithic dump and farts. Say goodbye to the Barn! Unlike the original version where it survived, mostly, in this version it is 300% dying!

ENJOY!
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Evan was nervous with his pants quite literally wrapped around his ankles as he climbed Ophelia’s belly and grabbed her hips. “Aaahhn~! Be careful!” She moan-demanded as his warm hands made her large rump quiver in excitement. (Goodness I feel- I don’t even know what I feel!? My heart is fit to burst and I can’t tell if I am scared, angry, excited or just horny! All I want is his cock inside me right now!) Ophelia bit her lip and risked opening her eyes. Turning her body to see her soon to be lover… big mistake. Evan’s confused but handsome face as he climbed her belly, hands gripping her ass as she moaned, nearly made her heart thump straight out of her chest as the sudden realization that he was going to mate with her seemed to strike her. And oh how much she wanted it in this moment. Ophelia’s bellies seemed to agree as they rumbled almost excitedly as she raised another half foot off the ground. Evan gripping her ass even tighter to avoid falling as he realized he was far too short to put it in! He’d need to be ten feet tall or something!

 “I have an idea!” Evan yelled. It was going to be extremely stupid… but so were most of his ideas according to his Father, friends, and basically half the townsfolk.

 “Whhaaat~?” Ophelia moaned. Eyes swirling in her head as she tried to look away from the man who would claim her treasure. Rather she focused on her front, and how her tits were spraying milk almost a dozen feet into the air and blocking all of her vision directly in front of her. A great wall of milk-filled meat that she could only grope pathetically little of.

“Sorry. This might be uncomfortable! Wait. Second hole right!?” Evan asked. He’d never actually even seen porno mags or one of those magi-crystal videos! He obviously knew which one was her vagina, even a fourth-wit could tell when comparing the big black pucker versus the flowing waterfall coming from two plump lips. But what if there was some centaur custom he was supposed to-

“YES, BY THE STRIDER JUST SHOVE IT IN MEEEEEEEE!” Ophelia screamed.. Evan nearly fell off as the several ton tank of gas and ass tried to shove her ass backwards, which was just as stupid of an idea as the one he was thinking as all she really did was rock on her behemoth gurgling beast of a second stomach and nearly shove Evan off of her. Evan gulped and nodded, not that she saw it. And quickly pulled his boxers down.

 “Okay! Here I go! Forgive me!” He yelled as he suddenly jumped up as high as he could… and yanked her tail roughly.

 “AAIIEE! What are you-UUUUNGHH! OHH YEESSSSS!!” Ophelia felt it for the first time in her life. The dick of the man who had claimed her, though she’d demanded it, piercing her straight to the core. In a move that could only be done through sheer desperation, stupidity, and athletic ability. Evan Gallaow leapt up, grabbed her tail and used it like a rope, pulled himself atop her rump while half hanging off her ass, and shoved his dick straight into her drooling slit. Or rather, shoved would be too harsh a word. Evan’s thick tip merely split her nether lips apart before Ophelia screamed, clenched, and her pussy nearly sucked him in like a voracious predator. In just a few seconds he had gone from never experiencing more than a kiss with a member of the fairer sex, to being buried almost to the waist in her burning hot folds. Her juices ran down his crotch and legs as Evan couldn’t help but groan as well. His heart, crotch, his whole body felt on fire just being inside her!

Now Evan looked a lot like the young idiots who were about to be flung from their horse their first-time riding. His stomach on her flank and his feet dangling in the air, only now his cock was stuck dead inside her and only seemed to be pulled deeper and deeper as Ophelia moaned loudly and whimpered, covering her mouth with both hands as her lust hit levels she’d never thought possible before. What Evan didn’t realize was this immense pleasure was a double-edged-meat-sword as Ophelia’s body had gone from needing a few spanks and some tender rubbing from Evan to cum and start unloading to now needing all the bliss and seed it could take from him before it would dare let Ophelia unload the earth-shaking mess gestating within her.

(Oh gods it’s so good! It’s so hot and wet. Fuck me it’s so tight it’s like her body is trying to swallow my hips! Ohh I can’t feel my dick! It’s melted inside her!) Evan’s face flushed as he grabbed Ophelia’s middle, looking at her back and seeing a wall of tits from behind. Evan could barely think straight, but one thing he realized as he looked down was that she was still getting taller and wider!

 “AAHnnnn Yess YESS so good so good so good! More more mate with me moooOORE HhhaaaAAN~!” Ophelia was nearly delirious with pleasure as she moaned and screamed in bliss. She’d have been slamming her hips against him if she could right now, whether or not that would shatter Evan’s pelvis instantly. Her virgin pussy sought his virgin dick and refused to let it go, her plump nether walls attempting to milk him right there on the spot as Evan tried to breathe and control himself. Ophelia could feel it building inside her already. A white-hot burning pleasure radiating from the penetration of her lover all through her core. From her horse half through her human half, it felt like lightning was coursing through her veins as her tongue lolled. Her breasts wobbling as they were spraying so much milk they were bobbing up and down on her stomach from the force. Something never before seen during any of her previous milkings. Her second stomach could not be forgotten though. The poor neglected beast was still making more and more, regardless of if Ophelia could handle it, let alone even survive all this gas and manure coming out of her if she did manage to cum before exploding! Her second stomach was nearly large enough to fit a second Ophelia inside of it!

 “Ahhhnn NnnuuuNNeeeEEEeee~! Ooggh Evan Evaaaan Take me! Take me already I’m going crazzyyY!” Ophelia screamed and even neighed! The rising and falling moan sounded, unlike anything Evan had heard before, though even he could appreciate how wonderful it sounded as impossibly, he felt even harder than he already did, as if his cock was made of solid rock and not the flesh of a man. If another Centaur had heard the odd noise that had just come from Ophelia’s lips, whether male or female they’d have almost buckled at the hips and been stuck in a heat-like trance until having gone through a rigorous rutting. Even her two most loyal attendants, Rohan and Blake, would have needed to be excused from the room after hearing such a noise from their lady.

“Hoolly fuuckk! Ghaaa you are so amazing!” Evan couldn’t tell what part of him said that, his brain, his heart, or his dick, but all parts of him fully agreed as he let his instincts take over. Evan pulled out a bit as he grabbed as much of Ophelia’s tail and second back as he could to anchor himself, her pussy fighting him for every inch released, before he slammed it back in with an audible *PLAP*. Ophelia’s eyes widening like saucers as the breath left her body, followed by a heaving gasp and a groan of bliss.

 “Oh Godds Ohghh more, more just like that! Rail me, ravish me, make me yours, you dog! HHAANNN Ohhh FUUUCCKK! YESSS I’M YOURS I’M YOURS! BREAK ME DO WHATEVER YOU WAAAANT!” Ophelia couldn’t help but blurt out whatever horny thing came to mind, most of those horny things a bit fouler than she would dream of saying normally, such was another curse of being taught everything by a friend who’d experienced it all quite early. Vasilla’s “These are hot, say this!” lessons were automatically leaving her lips as Evan felt the crass words only stir him on more. While he would love for it to be gentler, more calm, and more loving for his first time… even he wasn’t stupid enough to think this was anything other than her getting stuck in the absolute bliss of passion. So, Evan worked up as much strength as he could in his hips and core, and did it again, and again, and again. Pounding away at her plump lips as Ophelia screamed louder than she ever had in her life, her chest spraying wildly in all directions as the fuse in her guts was rocked and teased with every thrust. Evan’s hips were striking hers as fervently as Orthus’ hammer struck the forge of creation.

It was a delicate art. One that was being done in the most noisy and indelicate way imaginable as Ophelia writhed like a bucking bronco atop her own massive stomach. Swirling with enough gas to send the Barn soaring to the sky and manure to bring it back down, bloating more and more the longer Evan took to get the princess of the Belise to cum. It was like trying to pump a balloon with as much air as possible to win a prize, but already the balloon was at risk of exploding, and yet the prize size was still several inches larger. So Evan thrust wildly, even trying to spank her large white rump though he nearly fell off from the attempt, and Ophelia simply relished it. Half screaming her heart out, half gasping for breath every moment she could as her body felt completely out of her control. As if she was just a passenger on a ride of some crazed carnal caravan, she almost couldn’t even feel a thing she was so overloaded with pleasure. Her face twisted almost beyond repair with lust as her ears flopped and flapped up and down and left and right, her breasts spraying gallons a second as a small lake was forming in the barn. Her human stomach had surprisingly calmed down, though her horse half had only seemed to double it’s efforts. Now nearly eight feet wide and pushing her five feet taller, despite her massive weight, her bowels fought and roared like titans as she continued bloating and growing. Making Ophelia over fifteen feet of taut, screaming, dangerously close to detonating Centauress!

***RRRRRRRRMMMBBBLLLLLLEEEE***

Evan nearly felt the rumble in his bones as Ophelia’s body quaked in a way it had not before. Ophelia couldn’t hear it, nor could she feel it amid all the other sensations assaulting her consciousness, but her Father and Rohan had heard it twice before and both times the centaurs nearly had heart attacks from the stress. The Heiress’ body was beginning to hit her capacity. With her first stomach nearly six feet out and hanging like a great balloon almost to the floor, and her second stomach a roaring beast nearly six feet tall and even wider. Ophelia’s body couldn’t take much more pressurized gas and crap inside it! Evan didn’t realize he wasn’t just making her fuse go faster, he was making the bomb bigger too! If Ophelia didn’t cum soon, not only were the two of them in danger. Half of Dairfall could go! And Ophelia wasn’t helping either!

 Somehow the deliriously horny centauress had managed to wrangle her right breast, and despite how tight her stomach felt, she was sucking her nipple and chugging down gallons of her ultra-nutritious and delicious milk! Her human stomach rippled as milk began flooding the gas filled balloon, and Evan would have yelled for her to stop before he felt a familiar pressure building in his groin and core.

(Oh ffuucck no no I’m gonna cum soon! How!? It always takes me so long to cum when I jack off! Why does this feel so goooodd! Gaah damn it all! I need to think of something fast before she explodes! NnGgg or I explode in her!) Evan couldn’t stop thrusting. Ravenously pounding her pussy from above and behind with no technique, no skill, only pure lust and adrenaline and it was working absolute wonders on Ophelia as she sucked her right nipple wildly. Ophelia was drowning in bliss, and milk now, as her human stomach creaked, stretching like a waterskin to keep pace with the delicious milk steaming down her tits. While her Father forbade it, Ophelia’s milk was so delicious several Belise Employees had begged her for it the next time she was milked. To which the indignant Princess went straight to her father and had them severely punished, and yet so sweet was the treasure from her bosom they inevitably asked for it again and again. Ophelia had never drunk her own milk before, to grossed out by the idea… but now if she were in her right mind, she could almost forgive them as no matter how much her human belly ached or her lungs screamed to breathe, she couldn’t stop drinking!

“Hnnng oooOOgh! OOpphheelliaa I’m gonna cum soon! Please cum already!” Evan begged, knowing it was impossible that she’d understand him with how horny she was. But somehow it seemed to work. Ophelia’s ears perked up at the sound of her lover’s voice and she dropped her breast from her mouth. A look of confusion on her face mixed with a face that only someone who’d been in an orgy with several succubi could understand.

“Ooooghhh~? Evvaaaan you’re gonna cum sooooon!?” Ophelia’s tail tried to wag as a broken smile came across her face as Evan gasped for breath, taking a quick break from his relentless humping. There was no way his hips and her pussy weren’t bruised by tomorrow!

 “Ophelia you need to- haaaa- cum now! You’re gonna explode!” Evan yelled but Ophelia didn’t seem to understand. All she could feel was pressure in her core. All thoughts of taking a dump, pretty much all thoughts entirely had been fucked out of her head as all she wanted was more of Evan’s dick inside her, and his voice in her ears. (Oh gods she doesn’t understand!? Did my dick break her!? Is that possible!? Nnngg but her vagina won’t stop sucking me in! Nnggh don’t be a coward or a quitter Evan! You will make her cum or join Dad in the heavens when she explodes! Wait don’t think like that! I just need to fuck her even harder! SHIT how do I do that!?)

“Ophelia this is it all right! I want you to cum right now! Riiigghht NOW!” Evan grabbed her tail again, and using the wall to anchor his feet, wait when did the wall get so close!? Evan didn’t give it a second thought. Using his feet to help as well, Evan channeled all his lust, all his rage, all his will to survive as he began humping Ophelia’s ass like a mad man. Ophelia nearly squeaking as the air left her lungs as her horse half quaked from Evan using as much power as he physically could to ram her hungry pussy and make her cum. And it was working. Evan’s cock skewered her core like a thunderbolt, banishing the cloud of lust from her head as Ophelia was brought screaming back into reality.

 “OOH GODSSSS EVAN YESS YESS CUM IN ME CUM IN MEEE OOHH I FEEL IT COMING EVAAAAN IT’S COMMIIING!” Ophelia screamed at the top of her lungs as her body gave a great mighty quake again. Evan fucking against the clock as Ophelia was ready to detonate at any minute. She might even detonate just from cumming! But steadily she could feel it building inside her now. An orgasm unlike any she’d ever had, one that not even Vasilla had bragged about feeling. Like a mighty tidal wave swelling within her. The wave kept rising higher and higher, and yet it never crashed upon the shore, never drowned her in the sweet bliss of relief. Evan didn’t even listen to her, biting his lip till it bled he just kept thrusting like a man possessed.

(GGHh OOH DON’T CUM DON’T CUM DON’T CUM! GGHAAAA I’M GONNA CUUUUM!) Evan screamed in his head, but he knew she hadn’t cum yet. His pride as a man, and his will to live wouldn’t allow him to cum without her! Evan was completely out of things to do though! Already he could feel his cock heating up even more, pulsing as his balls throbbed and tightened, more seed than he even realized he could produce was filling his sack and readying to erupt down his shaft into her burning hot womb with the goal of impregnating someone several leagues above his lowly farmer status. Then, as if Orthus Maul had blessed him for once in his life, Evan was struck with inspiration.

 “OOOHH IT’S TOO BIIIIGGG! EVAAAN STOOOPP I’LL DIIIEEEEE!” Ophelia screamed, in genuine fear at the orgasm building inside her, yet so overwhelmed she could do nothing to stop it. If Evan actually stopped thrusting right this second, she’d have still orgasmed and had the biggest one of her entire life by several leagues, but he did not know this. In his desperate bid to prevent her from exploding, ignoring the ever present rumbling below and in front of him, Evan could feel it against his stomach, a great juicy pucker that steamed with heat and arousal. Evan had never even imagined an anus could get so big, so juicy, so very inviting as Ophelia’s now was. The massive Centaur’s donut was possibly a foot in diameter and was the target of Evan’s ‘genius’ idea. Evan shouted as he felt the seed rushing down his massive shaft, the farm boy was gifted with quite the length though it had left him far too nervous to ask a girl to try to handle it, and pushed backwards. Falling off her rump but grabbing her tail like a branch hanging from the side of a cliff, Evan very delicately… shoved his fist straight into her donut as Ophelia spasmed for lack of a better word. Ophelia’s donut just as greedily devoured his arm as much as it could as Evan’s cock figuratively burst within Ophelia’s flowing, greedy, plump and waiting pussy.

“AHHH!” Evan shouted as he had the biggest orgasm of his life. His balls emptying second after second into Ophelia’s burning hot womb as sweat ran down his body and he grabbed her tail for dear life, other arm stuck inside her massive asshole.

“AAAAAAAAAAA-AAYYYYYYAAAAAAHHNNN!” Ophelia screamed as her asshole was violently and wonderfully penetrated, and her pussy was flooded with hot semen. Her lover was a stallion even without two extra legs! Ophelia’s beautiful face was so perfect a visage of “what have I gotten myself into” mixed with “I am actually about to die from orgasming so hard” that even a painter would throw his brush away in anger at the lack of skill to capture her divine face. A river of spunk flooded her already overstuffed body as Ophelia finally, desperately, orgasmed.

“OOOOOOOOOOGGGHH! NNHNNNNNEEEEEEE! EEEVVAAAAAANNNN!” Ophelia screamed as her pussy and anus clenched even harder on Evan, almost enough to break his arm though thankfully not his dick, before Evan was blasted out of her pussy as it began spraying cum like a cannon shot. Evan yelling in bliss and confusion as his chest and legs were now soaked with centaur squirt as Ophelia’s donut felt odd… before Evan realized it was trying to push him out!

 “AAAAAHNN! OOOOHH GGOOOODSSSS HEEEELLLPPP!” Ophelia screamed and grabbed her human stomach, her tits, her face, everything and anything as her body felt like lightning and flames were striking her from all angles as the orgasm to shatter all her orgasms kept coming, and she kept cumming. Evan fell off of her with a grunt as she writhed and her pussy kept spraying the wall of the barn, Evan was suddenly hit with a wave of exhaustion more than he’d ever suffered before either. As if he’d just worked from sun up to sun down without food or water in the fields, as if Ophelia’s divine lips had sucked his soul of him through his dick. Evan wobbled forwards looking quite like a zombie for a few feet as Ophelia’s squirt cannon actually broke a few pieces of the wall off as she writhed and hadn’t breathed in over a minute. Finally, mercifully, her orgasm ended as Evan fell forwards and passed out a dozen feet away, his face resting on milk-soaked straw. As Ophelia gasped for breath, having squirted at least a few gallons. Her body gave a gurgle more fitting of the bubbles from a swampy mire, or a foul beast made of mud climbing its way out of the bowels of the earth. Ophelia’s relief was on the way, and nobody was prepared to handle it. Ophelia felt her human stomach shift first, with several gallons of milk and many more gallons of gas inside it.

 “GGhhhuuuuoooohh~?” Ophelia moaned as her whole body rippled as if with child as her gas roared and fought to come out now. Whether she could handle it or not, the first bubble began climbing her chest. Ophelia feeling it practically crush her lungs as her throat swelled, then her cheeks. (Hnngg… PAPA!) Ophelia screamed in her head. Now actually quite scared of her guts that she’d completely forgotten until now. At least her savior was unconscious, borderline half dead a dozen feet away. Ophelia aimed her lips at the ceiling and roared.

*OOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUURRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRLLLLLLLPPPPPPPP***

A great white tornado burst from Ophelia’s lips and blasted the ceiling of the Barn as if it was paper crafts, the rafters shaking as her belch thundered on and splintered the wood. Ophelia couldn’t do anything but keep her mouth open as a belch that must have crawled out from the center of the world escaped her lips, sounding just as deep as if it had. The great echoing roar of white mist was so loud Ophelia couldn’t hear a single thing, couldn’t hear the roaring and gurgling of her second belly as it too joined in the awakening. The onslaught of relief had begun and Ophelia was nothing but a passenger hoping to survive the trip as her bellies took the stage. Ophelia’s first belch ended after forty seconds, a beam from the barn falling down to her right as she gasped for air and belched again, though not even a tenth as loud. Belches came from her lips like hiccups as her donut throbbed and Ophelia squealed, feeling like her colon was stretching inside her and a beast was clawing it’s way out of her… which wasn’t too far from the truth.

As Ophelia felt pressure mounting in her rear, her anus opened as wide as it could, a great gaping maw of a pucker, the soft swollen donut stretched wider and wider as a log unlike any other began to crown. Ophelia screamed as her asshole kept stretching. “HNNNG IT’S SO *UUURRP* THIIICK! HOW *UUOOORRP* IS IT SOOO BII-*BBBUUUAARRRPP*!” There was only a few feet between her ass and the barn’s walls, yet as Ophelia nearly cried at the painful stretching of her donut, she felt like she’d need the entire length of the barn for this one turd!

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