Barnyard Blast V2 Wip 7

Surprise! I suprised myself with this stuff. We are now in the end game and next WIP will be... THE PLAPPENING. Followed by the giga gas and dump in the part after that!
Hope you all enjoy. Comment your thoughts!
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Every step was torture for Ophelia. Her stomach and asshole conspiring against her every step. Her traitorous bellies kept bloating with each step as her pucker throbbed. She was clenching it so hard it could probably snap a spear in half and still she felt five seconds away from farting at any given time! Her Caparison covered less and less as they briskly trudged through the passageway. Ophelia’s second stomach now hit the sides as she belched. Every step was a dangerous gamble yet if she didn’t keep going she’d be stuck for sure! She belched each hoof that hit the ground as they raced against time to get through the passage. Evan almost felt like a character from his father’s adventure stories, only he was leading the boulder out with him!

They made it to the opposite side, and Ophelia’s large rear got stuck. Evan was about to panic before he saw how strong the centauress actually was. With a desperate grunt and a strangled belch, Ophelia kicked with her hind legs and leapt forwards, almost barreling into Evan, and taking a few chunks of brick out of the walls.

“How did- are you alright!?” Evan asked as he’d never seen someone do something like that. Her Caparison was a little bit scratched but honestly it should have been torn off!

“Where *URRRRP* are we going!? I ngg cannot contain myself much longer!” Ophelia said, a bit of temper in her voice as her savior still hadn’t actually saved her. By the Gods how her breasts ached! She couldn’t even see the young man now as her tits were rising into the air off her Balconette, the heavy breasts now had a steady flow, nearly a cup of dairy a minute each and still picking up the pace, as Ophelia tried to fight her rampaging body and emotions. Unknown to Evan, being in such an intense state of desperation for so long was having quite the hidden detrimental effect on Ophelia. She’d been forcing herself to hold back so much her body must have gone into a strange overdrive and now it almost felt like she was holding back an orgasm too! Whether it was her bladder being crushed by the tons of gas and manure brewing in her second stomach, or her pussy was well on the way to forcing her to orgasm and unload everything at once just to prevent her from detonating! Though Ophelia knew this was even more dangerous… as when she got too aroused… her body locked up.

“We’re almost there! There’s no more alleys, it’s a straight shot from here to my Barn okay! Just keep following –‘

 “*BBBRRRUUUOOORRRRRPPP* NGG you little- I thought we were- *URRRRRP* NNgh damnit all! I cannot breathe with this blasted thing!” Ophelia huffed angrily after a thick mist of white escaped her lips and hung in the air to mark her shame for Evan to see and smell. But what she did next surprised him even more. With a grunt of annoyance and effort and a whiny belch, Ophelia attempted to remove her Balconette, but the stubborn ornamental armor’s straps were stretched too much to pull apart. So, despite how much shame it would later bring her for ruining one of the prized Balconettes the smiths of Belise made for her. Ophelia used her monstrous strength and ripped the armor’s straps clean in half despite their thick cording.  With a loud snap Ophelia’s tits and first stomach surged out to their current swollen size, both of them jumping a foot out as Ophelia’s breasts were now nearly as large as cart wheels and her human stomach looked large enough to fit Evan inside! Evan was stunlocked as he could clearly see Ophelia’s thick nipples pumping out milk into her soaked dress shirt and undershirt. The white of her clothing revealing a tiny amount of fat pink nipple pumping like a faucet left on as Ophelia panted.

“What are you *UURRRRRROOORRRP* ngh staring for!?” Ophelia snapped as she pranced in place.

 “Forgive me! Follow me! Can you run?” Evan said blushing deeply.

“Run!? Do you want me to hmmff explode!?” Ophelia whined. Evan couldn’t tell if she was pissed or embarrassed or whining like a kid! Or maybe all of them at once!

“No of course not! It’s just- we’re a bit away from my Barn but-“

“POINT!” Ophelia yelled, her voice much deeper and more noble than it had been before. Evan almost subconsciously submitted to the authority in the bloated Centuaress’ voice as he pointed behind his right to a path between the trees.

 “The Barn is straight back there!”

 “MMff just a bit more!?” She asked desperately. (Is she needy or furious I can’t tell!) Evan panicked.

 “Yes!” Evan says loudly as Ophelia’s horse stomach has grown another foot wider, nearly touching the ground as she looks pregnant with twin centaurs now! Her legs having to splay a little to not put any pressure on her massive gut.

 (Ohhh Papa I need my trotting bags so badlyyyy! When this is over I am demanding Kayle and Kallani get reprimanded properly! They will be on dung duty for a month. Three months!) “Run.”

 “What?”

 “I said-“ Ophelia’s stomach rumbled even louder than it had before as her eyes went wide. A belch as loud as the first was on it’s way, or perhaps it would rush for the other end…” RUN!” She yelled as Evan nodded. The farm boy turned and bolted towards his farm as Ophelia whined, confident he didn’t hear her moment of weakness. Then she balled her hands into white-knuckled fists and nearly growled in effort as sweat poured down her forehead. And the bloated behemoth of a Centaur kicked off. Speed waddled as fast as she could without agitating her body even more. Even with her enormous size, she was actually quite fast, staying just far enough back she could see Evan through the path as they arrived at the gate of his estate. Four packages of some kind by the gate, though there should have been five, but Evan didn’t even look at them as he threw the gate open and Ophelia came barging through.

 “Where is it, where is it?! It’s gonna come out!” She said with none of her usual vocabulary. Evan didn’t even respond. He just kept running to the empty barn and quickly pulled the doors open, the dark barn still had fresh hay and straw from Dot’s departure this morning.

“Here. You're good to go!” Evan said quickly as he lit the lamps and shut the barn doors.

“Where!?” Ophelia was panicking. There wasn’t actually a proper bathroom in here for her, no trotting bags or anything!

“Anywhere! Just go already!”

*GGRRRGGGGLLLEEEE*

“Nghh you- ohh goodness I can’t nggh take anymoooore!” Ophelia whined loudly. As if her body had understood Evan’s words, the phrase ‘go anywhere’ was suddenly all she could think about as Ophelia’s ears went all the way down. Whinnying again just like her teenage years as her front legs bent as much as they could, which was only a few inches as her stomach hit the ground coming in, and her throat began to bulge.

*EEEEEEEUUURRRRRRROOORRRRRRUUUULLLLOORRRRRRPPPP!*

An enormous belch lasting over a dozen seconds blasted Evan in the face as Ophelia simply gave in to her instincts. Her back legs spread as much as they can as her squeezed bladder began spraying it’s contents. Though her belch outlived her bladder as Ophelia’s eyes nearly rolled into her head from the relief of just the first belch. Her face flushing in a way she was definitely not used to with this. White mist filled the floor of the barn bit by bit as Ophelia’s Alyssum scented gas began it’s holy conquest of the barn’s floor. Not to be outdone by her belch, her donut finally relaxed as her tail shot almost vertical. (Ohhgghh! I can’t stooppp it’s sooo goooood!) Ophelia nearly drooled as her belch ended and she gasped for breath, before finally farting.

*BBBRBRBBRBRBRBBBABBABAAPAPAPPTPTTHHTHRORPRPRPPTPTPTPTPAPAPAPPTHHHPPTPTPAAAPPTH*

Louder and louder Ophelia’s fart roared on as White fog blasted from her large rump. Her Caparison flapping in the white wind as Evan covered his ears as best he could, unluckily for him, he didn’t hear the splintering of the Barn’s old walls as Ophelia’s first fart was already proving difficult for them to contain. Evan couldn’t believe the noises he was hearing even with his hands clapped over his ears, nor could he believe what he was seeing before he shut his eyes to the world. Ophelia seemed to have forgotten he even existed as her face was one of not just relief, or even bliss, but pure orgasmic revelry as if she was ‘going at it’ right there on the spot, not just farting for over fifteen seconds straight. Her eyes were glazed over and looking at the ceiling, her hands on her breasts as they sprayed milk a few feet through her shirts, her ears straight down as her shining green eyes looked as if she were in another world entirely. Then there was the other thing Evan couldn’t believe as the fart finally ended and Ophelia’s luscious moans were all he could hear, his pants were tightening by the second.

(AH!? What the hell!? Go down go down! There is NO way I am turned on by a horse woman’s farts!) Evan screamed inside his head as Ophelia almost unconsciously undid the straps on her Caparison, and when that didn’t free her of it, she ripped the extremely expensive and high quality gear right off and threw it to her right. Evan heard the smash and looked up to realize… she hadn’t shrank at all!

 “Ohhh by the Strider I needed thiiiiis~” Ophelia moaned lost in her world as her tail raised once again. Her donut puckering like a pressure cap as her stomach quaked before the second monstrous fart of the day was released.

*BBBBBRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRTTTFFFFFFFRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPP!*

Stronger than the first, louder, longer, and even more orgasmic. Ophelia’s ass properly unloaded a gallon of Alyssum scent out a second against the Barn’s walls. More cracking as the wood began to bend and break, a small chunk of wall flying off as Ophelia’s fart roared on. What neither of them knew though, was even this far away her fart was so loud a few people in town could hear it.
 
 “Hnngggg yesssss I’m oooohh soo fuuulll!” Ophelia moaned in bliss before belching so hard she lost her breath. Her breasts now spraying nearly five feet through her shirt as she milked herself. But she was getting too caught up in her arousal to notice… her donut was beginning to tighten. As the nearly divine beauty of a centauress moans like a back alley whore, she’s unaware another of her most shameful secrets is beginning to rear its ugly head. Her pussy was beginning to demand attention as she had let it get far too aroused, and when her pussy demanded attention, everything else came second to Ophelia… including relieving her bloated guts so she didn’t detonate like a  giga-horse bomb.

Ophelia leaned forwards as much as she could, her broken smile more fitting a woman getting the best coitus of her life than one who’d just farted over thirty seconds straight in just a few minutes. Evan by this point had given up covering his ears and shutting his eyes. Now he too was in a trance of his own. Sat on his as watching the beauty in front of him stick her rear end a but higher up… as if she were trying to…

(A horse always poops while standing or plodding forwards but she’s trying to bow! That shouldn’t help her shit unless her gut is that tight or- wait… is she trying to masturbate right now even while she needs to shit!? She hasn’t even shrank at all and there’s nothing to use here! No stop! I’m just being a pervert. There’s probably-)

 *FFFFFRRRRRRROOOORRRRRRFFFRRRRAAAAAAAAPPP-FRRRRRRRRTTTT*

Ophelia seemed almost confused why there wasn’t something filling her asshole as she raised it as high as she could. Though her luscious moans from farting meant even this was clearly getting her more hot and bothered by the second. Too hot and bothered. Her body starting to obey its training rather than its instincts. One too many nights of rubbing against her mounted toy on the wall in secret with Blake guarding the doors against even Rohan…
 *FFFFFFRRRROOOOORRRRPPBBPPPPPPRRRVVVRRRFFRRRRRRRRTTT*

Ophelia’s tail swished almost angrily as the Centauress’ massive fart had suddenly become a normal raucous fart by any mortal’s standards. Ophelia groaned and gave a wet belch followed by a whine as Ophelia seemed to be coming back to her senses a little.

(Unnggh soo good but Hnng why can’t I fart? I mmmff need to fart so baaad but my body is burning up! Oohh where are my toys? I need to cum right noooww! Wait… hnnff my toys!? I oooo~ lost control of myself! Oh noo I can’t fart my -ahhn!- nethers are on fire! No no nooo I need to shit not masturbate! Calm down and push!) Ophelia scrunched her face up with a beautiful look of desperation as she let go of her spraying tits and grabbed her huge human belly. Pushing on it and pushing as hard as she could. Her donut looked like a volcano about to burst, but barely a *ffrrt* squeeked out of it, yet her pussy was now sopping wet and making a puddle on the floor. Her bliss of being uncorked had backfired as she’d inadvertently corked herself even worse than before! (Ghhh curse Vasilla! I should have never listened to her. I should have nggh stayed good like Papa wanted! Now I’m too horny to fart and I’m gonna- ooohhh- explooode!) Ophelia belched loudly, but even that was quieter than before as Evan looked up at her.

(Is she… getting taller?) Evan noticed the panic on Ophelia’s face as the already titanic centauress seemed a bit taller than before, till he realized her horse stomach was lifting her a bit into the air! Nearly five feet wide and now her hooves were barely on their tips. (When did she blow up so much!? She’s been belching and farting so hard you could blow up a mineshaft and she’s bigger than before!?) “What’s wrong?? Why are you growing?” Evan asked with panic as Ophelia belched again. This time back at normal standards. Vasilla’s technique of ‘pleasing your lady bits before you go to the bathroom will make both of them even more intense than before! Just don’t go while you're going at it of course!’ was now a deadly fuse lit inside Ophelia. Her body associated farting to the heavens with masturbation time, and she had trained herself to lock up everything until after she came so that it would be even more explosive and a second orgasm just from the relief! But if she couldn’t get the first orgasm, all that was left was the explosion!

(Ahhn Ohhh My body’s burning up so much. I need my toys, I need my dildo. I need my spear or something to shove up my pussy to calm it down before I blow up from my own scat! NGH I need to gooo!) Ophelia nearly had tears in her eyes as her front legs kicked uselessly. Already a few inches higher as her second stomach rumbled again. The great white orb trembled violently like it was suffering an earthquake internally, or more accurately an earthquake and tornado together.

“Nnn can’t… take it… haaann~” Ophelia desperately grabbed her breasts as hard as she could. Milk spraying nearly nine feet straight through her shirt as the pleasure managed to eek out a *FFFFFRRRRRRaaaaaaaaaffrrrrrrttt* before her anus locked up tight once again.

(Oh gods how is this so hot. Fuck me I’m a freak aren’t I!? Well her lower half is a horse right so I just focus on that and gods her voice is so beautiful! This is what a Centaur is like!? There’s no way I can imagine her as anything else but a perfect beauty blowing up right in front of me!) Evan panicked as his pants felt about to burst.

“Noo I… nnngg need to… cum… need to fart!” Ophelia panted and whined out loud as Evan’s ears burned from the shame and arousal he felt listening to this. “Tummies please… listen to me… You won’t burst me right? Let me shiiit!” Ophelia pleaded with her own bellies yet they refused to listen to her. It didn’t matter how much she milked herself, despite how amazing it felt, she was too horny and backed up. This was the gassiest she’d ever felt and the orgasm needed to unclog her would need to be just as big!

“Miss Ophelia is there something I can do to help!?” Evan yelled to get her attention, while he may have been extremely aroused and almost equally as ashamed, his desire to help her overcame this. Ophelia’s eyes widened as she realized he was still there. Had he been watching and listening to everything!? Wait… his crotch… was that real!?

 (Is that his penis!? It’s massive!? It’s as big as my toys! Oohhh Strider just looking at it is making me gassier! Hhnggg Ohhh my womanhood needs it… it needs it so badly! But… oh to hell with it. He saved me once already!)

 “You, farmer- no, my savior! What was your name again!? Evan right?” Ophelia said desperately as her human stomach hit the ground now too. Two massive orbs bubbling and rumbling with enough gas and manure to fill up a few weather balloons, then tie them to the earth once more!

“Yes it’s Evan. What can I do?” Evan stood up, forgetting the massive tightness in his pants for a moment. Ophelia’s green eyes pierced him to the core before they drifted downwards.

“I- Oh damn it! My hero Evan, I will forgive you for peeping on me as you saved me once before, and must save me again! I ahhhn~ I won’t stop growing until you satisfy me! Please, I’ll do anything you’d like afterwards but you must hurry! I can arrange for riches, for you to receive new land, even hnngg just whatever you want but hurry!”

 “What do I do?! How do I help!?” Evan panicked as Ophelia was scaring him a bit.

“Hnnggg Fuck me! Mate with me! Fill me with your burning meat rod and claim me as yours before I burst from all my gas! Please if I keep staring at your dick I’ll go mad with lust before I burst anyways!” Ophelia yelled as Evan froze in place. Ophelia towered over him, and while he’d always preferred shorter girls, for some reason she seemed now the most beautiful woman in the world. Even though he was a virgin and scared out of his mind, the words ‘Yes!’ exited his lips before he even realized he said it. He never imagined he might become a boy toy for a noble centauress, nor that he would want it especially after she ripped more ass than every farm animal he used to own combined, but here he was pulling his pants down.

“Okay! I’ll do my best but I’m a virgin! And… why do you need that!? None of my horses ever needed something like that!” Evan said, his brain not catching up to his tongue. Ophelia actually looked as if she’d been whipped in the face by his statement. It was almost so shocking it nearly cured her of her arousal! Were this any other time she’d have been so furious she’d have possibly demanded combat against him, but it was quickly forgotten as she stared at his boxers. A massive red and black tent pitched where his pants used to be, arcing down as even then it didn’t have enough room. Ophelia’s body rumbled and she couldn’t tell if it was her stomachs or her womb rumbling to receive a real cock. She’d heard from Vasilla that the real thing was so much different than any toy, even a magical one that could make you cum in seconds didn’t feel the same as connecting with another person. The warmth inside you, the heat of body against body, the smell of musk and sweat, the pressure building up as you fought against it only to embrace it with a scream of passion… Ophelia’s eyes nearly swirled as she remembered all of Vasilla’s ‘lessons’ the teenage Ophelia had learned before her friend had been sent away to school to become a proper noblewoman.

“I- Oh spare me the shame! Just do it!” Ophelia demanded as her body burned with lust. Evan however was just as stubborn as his father, often during the wrong times.

“Not until you tell me! I won’t give my virginity away for a crazy reason! But I will save you I just need to find something else then!” Evan reached down for his pants as Ophelia whimpered and yelled.

“FINE! I accidentally trained myself to hold everything -ahhn!- in until after I orgasm, but now I can’t relieve mmmf! myself and I gghhaa~ I can’t go until I cum but I’m too aroused to cum somehow!” Ophelia yelled as her face blazed with shame. Her tail swished as her ears twitched in shame and anger. Evan nodded. It was crazy, but so everything happening in front of him. Ophelia was already a foot higher in the air now, her feet clean off the ground as her stomachs could probably fit a horse inside them each.

“That doesn’t make any sense but I believe you! Hold on. I… well I I’ll try my best. I’ve only ever kissed a girl!” Evan yelled as he ran past Ophelia’s human stomach and her ever-bloating horse stomach before stopping and turning back.

“That is fine. I will tell you what to do just nnggh ooh shove it in me. You don’t even need to undress me!” Ophelia moaned as Evan denounced this.

 “Wait. If this is my first time! I want to see your breasts.”

 “Your making demands of me!? NOW!? You- nnggh fine! Whatever you want!” Ophelia didn’t even unbutton her soaked shirts. She was too horny, angry, and needy to care. Grabbing her breasts and the soaked fabric, she effortlessly ripped her shirts in two as Evan’s jaw would have hit the floor if they could have.

(They’re perfect… Jiren would kill me if he knew I’d seen tits like these… they’re like the mountains of the gods…) Evan stared for a few seconds till Ophelia grabbed her breasts, rubv faced and scowling now as she covered her nipples, the rest of her enormous breasts freely visible.

“There! Now hurry up!” She demanded. (This idiot hero of mine… how dare he be so stupid but so hung and handsome! Oh Papa will hang him if he ever finds out…) Evan yelled an apology as he rushed behind her. Only to freeze when he finally realized a few things at once. One. Ophelia’s ass was actually enormous. Unlike a horse’s rear, Ophelia had a large plump rump with a massive donut and a practically flooded pussy looking down at him. While her body rippled with muscles underneath, there was no denying the softness of her rump or the nethers it protected. Despite the pure whiteness of her fur, her donut and pussy lips were jet black… Evan gulped as he stared at the first-ever vagina he’d ever seen, and it was a centaur’s! The second thing he noticed was that Ophelia’s donut was at his head height before she had bloated almost two feet into the air now. Her horse belly actually squeezing between her legs as it became a massive violently rumbling bed for her. Almost every thirty seconds it let out a deep ominous-

*GGRRRRGGGGGRRRLLLEERRRMMBBBLLLEEEE*

“I need to climb you!” Evan shouted as Ophelia whipped her head around.

 “You what!? Nobody has ever dared- no! Do whatever you need to just shove it in me!” Ophelia turned and closed her eyes shut. Balling her fists and focusing on how handsome and hung Evan was, and how unimaginably good this was about to feel according to Vasilla.