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Apricot’s gargantuan, bloated body had essentially become a massive sexual theme park for both her and Spencer’s pleasure. Of course, conventional genital to genital love making was off the menu, for obvious reasons. This had saddened them both at first, but over time Spencer had discovered a cornucopia of new ways to make love to her, and she eagerly encouraged him to do so as often as possible.
Her massive, sensitive clitoris was a knob of throbbing pink flesh as long and thick as Spencer’s thigh, and he could hug it to his chest as his manhood slid into the cleavage of the rear most pair of udders that hung off of her bovine body.  Apricot especially enjoyed it when he would ease his masculine rod deep inside the central orifice of any of her six primary teats, thus using her spectacularly engorged nipple as a cream smeared sleeve for his pleasure. They had discovered this new form of sexual union when she had commented one day on how her nipples were starting to look as puffy and welcoming as her lips. As it turned out, they were like her lips in more ways than one. Of course there was also straightforward cleavage intercourse (with milk as the lubricant of choice) and exquisite fellatio with her fat bimbofied pillow lips to engulf him in wetness. Not that she had been bimbofied mentally. She was as sharp as ever, it was just expressing her intelligence was more difficult, with her hooved hands hindering writing, and her overly lush lips giving her an adorable but rather hard to decipher lisp.
But recently, after she had plaintively recalled the days when her feminine heart had once been tight enough to sheath his manly sword, Spencer decided to engage in a form of love making that was truly extreme.
When he was willing to exert the effort he would mount her rear udders and slowly lower himself in to the cavernous expanse that was her vagina.  It gaped enough to totally swallow him up to his neck, and easily stretched to accommodate whatever position he wanted- if he curled him into a ball, it could swallow him whole. Apricot particularly enjoyed it when he wiggled about and ran his hands down her vaginal walls, like a human vibrator. He could always tell she was getting excited when the viscous plasma coating her internal flesh began to thicken and pour over him like molasses.  With greater difficulty, he could stretch her cervix enough to let him inside on the rare occasions that she wasn’t pregnant.  But when she was pregnant he could easily look inside to see the multitude of embryonic sacs with their slowly growing young steadily swelling her womb to new proportions.
If however she wasn’t pregnant, he would stretch her cervix open enough to slide in to the pool of womanly juice which filled her uterus, and would feel around until he found the opening to one of her fallopian tubes. Amazingly, the opening of each tube had grown into a vagina like organ in itself, soft and welcoming with a little nerve bundle at the tip, just like her clitoris used to be. It was as if her body wanted him to delve this far inside- everything about her had grown tremendously in scale to let it happen. From within her uterus, immersed in her girlish goo, he’d eagerly penetrate her newly vaginalised tubes directly, ensuring that a hot load of sperm would be gushed right up in to her ovaries.  Apricot loved this kind of love making the most, and begged for it constantly.
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Apricot’s gargantuan, bloated body had essentially become a massive sexual theme park for both her and Spencer’s pleasure. Of course, conventional genital to genital love making was off the menu, for obvious reasons. This had saddened them both at first, but over time Spencer had discovered a cornucopia of new ways to make love to her, and she eagerly encouraged him to do so as often as possible.

Her massive, sensitive clitoris was a knob of throbbing pink flesh as long and thick as Spencer’s thigh, and he could hug it to his chest as his manhood slid into the cleavage of the rear most pair of udders that hung off of her bovine body.  Apricot especially enjoyed it when he would ease his masculine rod deep inside the central orifice of any of her six primary teats, thus using her spectacularly engorged nipple as a cream smeared sleeve for his pleasure. They had discovered this new form of sexual union when she had commented one day on how her nipples were starting to look as puffy and welcoming as her lips. As it turned out, they were like her lips in more ways than one. Of course there was also straightforward cleavage intercourse (with milk as the lubricant of choice) and exquisite fellatio with her fat bimbofied pillow lips to engulf him in wetness. Not that she had been bimbofied mentally. She was as sharp as ever, it was just expressing her intelligence was more difficult, with her hooved hands hindering writing, and her overly lush lips giving her an adorable but rather hard to decipher lisp.

But recently, after she had plaintively recalled the days when her feminine heart had once been tight enough to sheath his manly sword, Spencer decided to engage in a form of love making that was truly extreme.

When he was willing to exert the effort he would mount her rear udders and slowly lower himself in to the cavernous expanse that was her vagina.  It gaped enough to totally swallow him up to his neck, and easily stretched to accommodate whatever position he wanted- if he curled him into a ball, it could swallow him whole. Apricot particularly enjoyed it when he wiggled about and ran his hands down her vaginal walls, like a human vibrator. He could always tell she was getting excited when the viscous plasma coating her internal flesh began to thicken and pour over him like molasses.  With greater difficulty, he could stretch her cervix enough to let him inside on the rare occasions that she wasn’t pregnant.  But when she was pregnant he could easily look inside to see the multitude of embryonic sacs with their slowly growing young steadily swelling her womb to new proportions.

If however she wasn’t pregnant, he would stretch her cervix open enough to slide in to the pool of womanly juice which filled her uterus, and would feel around until he found the opening to one of her fallopian tubes. Amazingly, the opening of each tube had grown into a vagina like organ in itself, soft and welcoming with a little nerve bundle at the tip, just like her clitoris used to be. It was as if her body wanted him to delve this far inside- everything about her had grown tremendously in scale to let it happen. From within her uterus, immersed in her girlish goo, he’d eagerly penetrate her newly vaginalised tubes directly, ensuring that a hot load of sperm would be gushed right up in to her ovaries.  Apricot loved this kind of love making the most, and begged for it constantly.

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Original Artwork by Spurcell

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I don’t know if I’ll publicly release this game, but this is what I’ve been working on recently as a present for Ariane’s upcoming birthday.

Yes, it is a game where our heroine runs around killing blobs of living gel to harvest and process their gel in to a form that can make her boobs grow.  Because why not?

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Full images of the morphs I use in the game can be found here on my DeviantArt account.

More photoshoots of Ariane Saint-Amour can be found on her paid site: www.arianesaintamour.xxx

She’d originally taken the uteral relaxant meds to ensure her baby wouldn’t be born prematurely.  Unfortunately she overdosed, and now her uterus is stretching so easily that her body won’t force her in to labor.  Twelve months after the baby should have been born, she’s forced to keep taking the meds, as the baby is now too big to birth either naturally or via cesarean.  She wonders what the next twenty years will be like as her baby grows to full adult size inside of her.

gettingstuffed:

This is a great way to have some fun with awesome stretching… One small step up at a time, till she’s filled right up. Not one huge toy that might not be shaped like her pussy is, instead, a bunch of small ones that slot themselves together in the best way to fill every single nook and cranny in her.
I wonder if she even knows where they all are… Or if she just feels full, without any actual comprehension of what he pussy looks like and what shape it’s contorted its self into.

(Source: deepanaldildo)

lurkergg:

It is FINALLY here guys. I present to you the prologue for the Lending Link Out series.

If you are unsure on what the “Lending Link Out” series is, than you can check out my updated blog post about it HERE.

Just to remind everyone, this 6 page prologue will be posted here on HF, my tumblr and FA free of charge for all to see. All chapters after this will be digitally sold on Lulu for around $5 each.

As for this chapter I will be posting two pages a day.

The next chapter I will be working on is the Treasure house girl chapter.

If you are no sure who the green haired girl is it is SARIA! She went through a great fairy transformation in my first zelda comic Mask Madness

On the last page Yes, those are little link hates.

If you want the whole 6 pages in pdf format, you can download it HERE

The natural inclination that came with Ariane’s slow hourglassification was to put her sexually charged assets to good use.  Regular orgies with both men and women initially resulted in her having at least a few sleepless nights each week.  As her assets continued to grow in to even more pronounced curves and the popularity of having them fucked spread amongst her friends and her friends’ friends, eventually every night of the week became sleepless.

She’d find herself fucked silly until her lovers finally passed out in the early hours of the morning, affording her finally a chance to rest for a while before having to get up again as her friends took the opportunity to fuck her one last time before departing for their places of work.  She’d have a brief pause in the day of which a notable portion of time was spent attempting to shower the copious amounts of semen and girl cum from the many nooks and crannies of her exaggerated female form.

By the time she’d made herself presentable it would already be the late afternoon and new would-be sexual partners eager to experience her flesh would already be arriving, many of whom would have traveled to her place directly from their work.

After a month Ariane’s boobs and ass had ballooned to unimaginable proportions, and as they grew bigger so too did the crowd of perverts that eagerly lined up to fuck her.  Many of whom did not have day jobs, and Ariane found her free hours vanishing.

Eventually there was always at least one person available to fill one or more of her holes and/or suck hot milk from her massive tits.  The orgies grew and sheer exhaustion from such strenuous love making as well as the electric orgasms that wracked her body left her drained to the point of unconsciousness.

She began fainting even while in the midst of a gang bang.  Her eyes would roll back as she chocked on a cock while her pussy was double stuffed with members eager to gush their seed.  The world became a blur of pleasure and intermittent moments of adrenaline fueled consciousness.

Her body became a toy for others to pleasure themselves with.  Girls would eat her out or grind their pussies on her limbs while sucking milk from her tits, while boys enthusiastically filled her holes and fucked any part of her cleavage that they could.  Even after she’d passed out they’d lift her up, pose her however they wanted, even dress her up in any latex suit that didn’t cover her tits or ass.

She became the center of an adult club dedicated to exploring all the sexual pursuits that her body as a fuck toy could offer them.  Her body and the pleasure it offered became the sole purpose of her life, and through dizzy moments of awareness she found little motivation to be anything else amongst the sea of erotic sensations she felt.

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More photoshoots of Ariane Saint-Amour can be found on her paid site: www.arianesaintamour.xxx

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