A Gleaming Transformation

Chapters

The Chase
The Transformation
The Fall
The Aftermath

The Chase

Gleaming Shield was not happy.

She was on track to become the captain of the entire guard, and yet she had been placed on a solo patrol in one of the worst neighborhoods in Canterlot. Sure it wouldn't be a problem for her, given how skilled she was, but it was just the sheer fact that her higher up had done this to her which bothered the woman. The deadbeat current captain was on the way out and everyone knew it, including him, prompting the jerk to take every opportunity to step on Gleaming Shield’s toes.

Sighing to herself, the guard caught her reflection in a passing window and turned to check her appearance. She tried to ignore the fact that she was looking into the window of a sex shop and ran a hand through her deep blue hair. No split ends as usual, and short enough in the front to be professional while long enough in the back to be able to wear a decent ponytail. Add to that a bit of extra length on one side of her horn as well as a strip of teal which ran through the middle and there was little wonder why so many people stopped to stare.

She also had a slim, yet well built physique that would put most other guards to shame, with a six pack that made even her coworkers jealous. That didn't mean she wasn't still beautiful mind you, though at the moment most of that beauty was hidden beneath her uniform. Though not flat chested, the breastplate and under armor she wore kept average sized boobs out of sight from any potential gawkers.

After giving her leather trousers and heavy boots a quick glance, the guard placed a hand on the pommel of her blade and began to walk the street once more. All around her ponies moved to and fro, largely ignored by the slow moving guard who gave each one only the briefest of glances. Above her rose many tall buildings, obscuring the street in shadow despite it being only two in the afternoon.

This particular area used to be centered on mining the nearby mountain, and though it had not been that way for a few centuries, the neighborhood’s heritage was still visible. Bars named the pickaxe, and the like were common, even though brothels stood where workhouses once did. Gleaming Shield thought the whole place should be torn down and rebuilt, but it wasn't like a guard had that kind of say, even if she was in line to become captain soon.

A sudden shout shocked the woman out of her daydreaming, and Gleaming Shield instantly spun towards the source of the yell. Across the street about a half a block away stood an older woman, her hands extended as if reaching towards a young man who was running away. Purse clutched tight in his grip, it was immediately obvious as to what had just happened, and Gleaming Shield broke into a sprint.

Leaping over the curb, the guard weaved through traffic, ignoring the shouts of rickshaw operators and the odd pony driving a motor car. All while keeping her gaze locked on the fleeing man who struggled briefly to push his way through a knot of women out shopping. Pouring on the speed, Gleaming Shield made the dangerous decision to grab onto the side of a passing taxi as it raced past her.

Though it felt like her arm was about to be torn off at the shoulder, Gleaming Shield held on until it began to slow down. Leaping from her ride, the guard ducked around a corner, following closely behind the thief as they slipped down a side street. Gleaming Shield grinned from ear to ear when she realized that they had entered a dead end, though the thief didn't seem to notice.

“Give up, there is no way out!” Gleaming Shield shouted.

The man kept running, making a beeline towards a strange looking pink and blue building at the end of the road. A sign informed the guard that it was named the Pleasure Palace, Beauty Salon, though the name felt more apt for a sex shop. Pushing that bid of oddness out of her mind, Gleaming Shield watched as the man shouldered his way through the entrance.

The guard followed a second later, surprised to find that there was no desk nor attendant, only a long hallway filled with doors. Ignoring the various labels on the many portals, Gleaming Shield sprinted towards her prey, grinning excitedly when he entered one of the rooms. Triumphant glee spread throughout the woman and she pulled out her sword a second before she ripped open the same entrance, charging inside.

Where a single large chair akin to one may find in a dentistry office waited for her at the center of the room, as well as a door helpfully marked with an exit sign on the other side. Save for that the pink walls, floor, ceiling were completely blank and devoid of any noticeable features whatsoever. Leaving the guard slightly confused when the man stopped in the middle of the exit and flipped her the bird before slamming the door behind him.

Gripping the handle with her magic and raising her sword, Gleaming Shield was surprised when the exit was locked. So startled was the guard that she ran full tilt into the door, having expected it to open when she had pulled on it. Her sword clattered to the floor, and the woman cursed her ameuteur mistake before hastily standing up and searching for her weapon.

Only to be unable to find it, even after she turned around and looked about the strange pink room. Shrugging to herself, Gleaming Shield took a few steps back, lit her horn and conjured a ram out of solid shields, the guard intent on battering the thing down. Only for that to not happen when she suddenly felt an anti magic field settle over the entire area, causing her spell to fizzle.

Clutching at her aching horn, Gleaming Shield readied herself to simply shoulder her way through the barrier. That didn't happen either, as something sharp pierced her neck, immediately sapping her strength and causing her to trip after making it only two steps. Confused and scared, the woman spun around as best as she could, trying to find out who or what had just attacked her.

Yet there was only the empty room once more, the only difference being that the chair had turned towards her. Struggling back to her feet, Gleaming Shield tried to stumble back towards the entrance, but she only made it halfway across the room. Firm hands gripped her ankles as well as her wrists, overpowering the guard in an instant and forcing her into the seat.

“What the hell is going on,” she muttered, tugging at the mechanical arms which held her down.

As if on cue, the wall directly in front of her flickered before revealing itself to be a screen of some kind. One that displayed a rather scantily clad, incredibly buxom, and quite pregnant young rainbow haired pegasus who stood tall before her. The pony’s hips were wide, her breasts enormous and unnaturally perky, all of which was contained only barely by the skimpy cheerleader outfit she wore.

An outfit that was made up of a pair of pompoms she held in either hand, a tiny skirt which barely covered more than two inches of skin and a shirt so small it didn't even come down to her nipples. She also wore a pair of incredibly high heels she seemed quite adept at strutting around in, despite her top heavy appearance. The fact she could walk at all in those things were quite impressive, as she seemed about ready to give birth to triplets and had the stomach to match.

“Like hi new sister! I’m Rainbow Dash and welcome to like, your new life okay?” Exclaimed the woman who giggled.

“Let me out of here right now!” Gleaming Shield shouted, pulling as hard as she could on the restraints. “You are impeding an active guard investigation and if you continue to-”

“I’ll be your guide through this process,” continued the woman, who didn't acknowledge Gleaming Shield’s angry shouting. “So just like, sit back and enjoy the ride okay?”

Thick metal clamps slammed down around the guard’s limbs, allowing the metal arms to recede into the floor and ceiling. Though the toxins were already begging to wear off, it didn't matter as the restraints were far too strong even for her. Hope was beginning to fade, and Gleaming Shield’s rage slowly transitioned into a dull hatred in the pit of her stomach.

“Someone is going to pay for this,” she muttered under her breath.

“Alright so by now you should be relaxing and junk. Either that or the helpful handies guided you to your seat,” Rainbow Dash continued. “We know this can be kind of scary but like, don't try to freak out too much okay? I don't want mister handsy have to break out the tranquilizers cus those things are like, totes nasty.”

Gleaming Shield snorted bitterly. “You’re telling me.”

“Anyway, now that we got all that out of the way and you’ve signed all that boring legal mumbo jumbo we can get onto the good part!” Rainbow Dash happily exclaimed, bouncing up and down, with barely contained excitement.

“Wow her tits are huge and are they… wet?” Gleaming Shield muttered aloud.

“Oh but like, before we get to that part you should have something to look forward to, so, like, tada or whatever!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, striking a pose and displaying her sexy body and clearly milky breasts.

“What am I looking at?” Gleaming Shield muttered.

“I am exactly what you will look like in a few short hours and like don't worry, you sprung for the mental and vocal adjustments too, yipee!” Rainbow Dash shouted gleefully, raising a hand into the air and somehow managing to still stay upright on her ridiculously high heels. “Soon you too will be little more then a dumb cheerleader slut who exists only to eat cum and produce a like totally endless amount of babies.”

Gleaming Shield’s jaw hung open.

“Okay so like don't forget that part and I’m sure you’ll be able to stick it out through to the end. Trust me, you’ll love it,” Rainbow Dash added, flashing Gleaming a smile.

“Pretty sure I won't,” Gleaming Shield muttered.

“Oh and-” The woman’s eyebrows raised and her entire body shuddered. “Oopsie doodle, my water just broke. I guess it's like time to give birth to my next litter of kids. Later!”

And with that, she vanished.

“Oh fuck all kinds of duck.”

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The Transformation

Gleaming Shield sat nervously in the seat, her mind conjuring idea after idea only to end up without a single one worth even attempting. She was obviously not strong enough to break out of the solid steel bands which securely locked her wrists and ankles in place. The anti magic field was also quite powerful and the guard quickly realized there was nothing left to do but resist whatever mental tampering they would attempt.

That and hope to whatever god was listening that she would eventually get her revenge on both the thief and her boss. That was a concern for later though, right now she just had to hope that the machines wouldn't be able to remove her armor. If she was lucky she may even be able to grab her dagger from her belt if they ever tried, which would certainly help.

Rather than try to strip her, a pair of hands emerged from the ceiling, holding what looked like a bulky headset of some kind. It was much larger than any Gleaming had ever seen before though, as it would cover both her eyes, ears, and had a rather unpleasant strap on the back. The hands slowly lowered towards Gleaming Shield’s head and just when they were about to set the headset over her, the guard twisted her neck as hard as possible.

The machines retreated, and Gleaming Shield smirked at her petty victory, only to gulp when four more hands emerged from the ceiling. Two reached down and took hold of the bottom of her neck, holding her tightly but not painfully while the other two grabbed her neck and lower jaw. When next the hands lowered, Gleaming Shield could do little but grunt angrily as the headset was forcibly put over her eyes.

Initially everything was black, and she could hear nothing, but after a moment the room reappeared. Confused, Gleaming Shield looked around, only for the image to flicker and the weird room to be replaced by another pony, only this one wasn't quite as modified as Rainbow Dash. She wore the same outfit, and had the same infectious smile, but other than that she looked normal for the most part.

A pair of wings sprouted from her back, golden hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her sking was a light grey. On her flanks were two bunches of bubbles, and her golden eyes each looked in a much different direction. Though the wall eyed look was a little off putting at first, Gleaming Shield had to admit that the woman was quite beautiful.

“This is Derpy,” announced a voice in Gleaming Shield’s ears. “She wants to be a good girl just like you.”

The wall eyed woman nodded, and Gleaming Shield grumbled under her breath.

“But to that she has to be made better, like how you must be made better,” announced the voice. “Please watch and learn.”

“You say that like I have a choice in the matter,” Gleaming Shield exclaimed in a bitter tone.

A naked male stepped into frame a second later, his cock already hard, while the rest of his body was shrouded in darkness. Immediately Derpy kneeled before him, opening her mouth as if readying herself to get her face fucked by the random person. A second later and just that began to happen as the other person grabbed Derpy’s head and plunged his cock past her lips.

“See how she kneels before him. This is what a good girl does,” exclaimed the voice in an excited tone of voice.

Gleaming Shield frowned, the mystery speaker’s voice carrying a strange power that almost made the guard believe her words for a split second. Like that will happen. Gleaming Shield thought to herself.

“See how she cups his balls, and no matter how hard or how fast he goes Derpy doesn't complain. This is what a good girl does,” stated the voice which had gained a strange, warbly edge to it.

Gleaming Shield had to stop herself from repeating the last sentance, the guard shaking her head violently. A good girl would tell him to fuck off. She thought to herself.

“See how she swallows every last bit of his cum, and thanks him for the meal? This is what a good girl does,” declared the voice while Derpy did just that, drinking every last bit of his semen before happily thanking him for it.

This is weirdly hot. Gleaming Shield thought only to shake her head again. Got ahold of yourself Gleaming this isn't hot. This is wrong.

“See how she prepares herself for multiple partners without pause or complaint. This is what a good girl does,” announced the voice as Derpy walked over to a bed, where she sprawled out on her back, her head hanging over the side.

A second later two more males appeared, one of whom immediately began to fuck the poor woman’s throat while the other rammed himself into the pegasus’ pussy. Neither man gave Derpy a word of warning before burying themselves in her, filling two of her holes with thick man meat. They didn't even give her a second to adjust before starting to slam inside of her, repeatedly pounding the woman’s mouth and pussy with an almost violent intensity.

Gleaming Shield was shocked, and for a moment she was envious before pressing her eyes shut. This is not happening, this is not happening. She repeated.

“Please open your eyes, or else I will be forced to hold them open,” stated the female voice in a calm but firm tone.

The guard opened her eyes a second later, not wanting to know what manner of torture would be waiting for her if she refused. Only to find that not only was Derpy now getting railed by a third partner, but Gleaming Shield could also hear her. The choked gasps, and wet slap of bodies mixed with the woman’s almost manic moaning was bizarrely hypnotizing and Gleaming Shield found as though she couldn't look away.

“See how she takes man after man, always ready to be fucked. This is what a good girl does,” exclaimed the voice as Derpy was filled with another load, only to have that partner switched out for another.

Each one was as shadowy as the last, with only small differences in overall silhouette allowing Gleaming Shield to know they were in fact different people. So transfixed was the woman that she almost didn't notice when a pair of hands began to unbuckle her breastplate. She tried to squirm and make things more difficult for the mechanical limbs, but they deftly managed to remove the armor anyway.

They returned a moment later and Gleaming Shield pressed her back as firmly as possible against the chair, trying to stop the removal of her clothing. That didn't stop the arms though, and Gleaming Shield felt her shirt get cut right off her body, leaving her with nothing more than a bra. It was a black, frilly thing she had gotten during her and Cadance’s last outing, and Gleaming was partially relieved, partially enraged when it was removed without being ruined.

Yet she couldn't even focus on that bit of anger for long as Derpy was now not only getting fucked by three males but she was also jacking off two others. A second later and sixth male sat on her chest and began to titfuck the woman, who moaned ever louder, as if she was happy about this change. The voice returned again, but Gleaming Shield hardly even heard the words or noticed as the guard’s boots and pants were taken off of her.

“How can she take so many at once?” Gleaming Shield muttered aloud, her natural curiosity briefly overwhelming her disgust.

She only grew even more confused when the man in her mouth began to pull back and start orgasming. He was joined by the two she had been jacking off a second later, all three men pushing the heads of their cock into Derpy’s mouth and making her drink their seed. Those three were replaced by more shadowed men the second they finished, the pegasus easily shifting her focus to the newcomers.

Gleaming Shield was startled out of her reverie when she felt something prick both of her thighs, in multiple places. She did her best to resist, but the guard found herself unable to, as she simply didn't have the strength anymore. Not only that but she couldn't look away from the sight of Derpy getting railed as the pegasus’ legs were beginning to change.

Her thighs grew, swelling to the point that they looked like Rainbow Dash’s, large but clearly artificial. It took a moment for Gleaming Shield to realize what was happening, but the second the stinging sensation was gone, she noticed that her own body had been altered. Slowly but surely her proportions were being altered, and already she felt her slim physique begin to melt away.

She tried to yell, or squirm but her body was strangely distant, and a second later several more needles poke her firm bottom. Immediately they began to pump her full of more silicone, growing her butt and molding it into a shape more befitting a porn star than a guard. At the same time that was happening the rest of her legs were being molded to fit the larger, more visually appealing aesthetic.

All while Derpy changed along with Gleaming Shield, her lower half swelling and filling with more of the artificial fat. Within seconds her ass was enormous, and she bounced eagerly on the crotches of two males who lay criss cross beneath her. While riding two cocks at the same time, Derpy continued to suck off a third while giving hand jobs to another two, her partners alternating continually.

Gleaming Shield knew deep down that she looked just like that now, the guard’s old muscles vanishing amidst a sea of silicon. This fact would normally be enough to make her feel more than a little disheartened, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to be truly angry. She tried to pass it off as merely compartmentalization, but a peice of the woman knew that she was starting to enjoy it.

Firm hands suddenly pressed the woman against the chair a second before several needles poked her chest. Gleaming Shield gulped, and watched closely as Derpy’s breasts began to grow as she knew her own were doing right now. Her once average bust was gone in moments, replaced by a rack that would make even the most well endowed of porn stars blush with envy.

Double d’s were quickly surpassed by e’s, growing until Gleaming Shield wasn't even sure there were bras in such a mammoth size. Yet throughout it all they remained incredibly perky, and were never sore, or painful, her skin and body growing along with them. It felt almost natural in a weird way, as if her boobs werent actually full of silicone but rather just ballooned to that size all on their own.

Focus Gleaming Shield. You don't want this, you don't want any of this! She thought to herself, only for her very thoughts to sound almost hallow in a way.

“See as she becomes the perfect sex doll for anyone who may wish to use her. This is what a good girl does,” stated the voice.

“This is what a good girl does,” muttered Gleaming Shield absently, her bust continuing to swell until it was bigger than even Rainbow Dash’s had been.

Her and Derpy now sported boobs bigger then their entire heads, with nipples that stuck straight out, as if they were proud of their perkiness. The weight on her chest was evidence enough that she now had the same bust size as Derpy did, and Gleaming Shield could feel them jiggling. Nervously, the guard shook her chest from side to side as best as she could, a moan spilling past her lips as she felt her mountain of tit flesh shake.

The needles returned a moment later when they poked Gleaming Shield’s lips, pumping them full of liquid and making them swell. Once more Derpy grew along with Gleaming Shield herself, gaining a pair of lips that were so full and plump that they looked specificly designed to suck dick. At this point her entire body seemed devoted purely sex, with every facet of her body becoming reshaped to better please any potential partners.

When the final needles vanished, Gleaming Shield breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that her body had finally stopped being molded. Only to be surprised when she felt a pair of high heels slip over her feet, while at the same time Derpy had gained the same footwear. A pulse came from the shoes and a second later Gleaming Shield was surprised to feel that her feet felt strange.

“Watch as she wears her high heels all day and night, knowing full well that they are the only thing she will ever be able to wear. This is what a good girl does,” stated the voice.

A small burst of anger temporarily pushed aside all the arousal that had been building deep in Gleaming Shield’s gut. Struggling against her restraints, the guard found that she was utterly incapable of doing so much as anything against the bindings which held her firmly. They were too strong, and she was too weak, too distracted, each word digging into her ears and changing another small part of her.

Gleaming Shield fell slack against the restraints, her enormous chest heaving as she slowly caught her breath. While this happened she watched as Derpy was bent over the railing of what looked like a park, and was now servicing a man in each end. While this happened other people walked by on both sides of the pegasus, some joining the long lines which were steadily growing with each passing second.

When finally the guard was able to gather herself once more, the anger she felt was gone, having been replaced by a tingling arousal which built between her legs. Despite the lingering feeling of contempt, the woman’s crotch was becoming increasingly moist, until she was practically dripping wet. This was due in part to the fact that Derpy was swallowing load after load with ease, her belly becoming noticeably larger from all the cum inside of it.

The guard wondered how much of this bulging was from all the seed that had been stuffed into the pegasus’ womb. She also wondered how it would feel to have her own body stuffed silly with seed, but Gleaming reluctantly pushed that thought of mind. Which was just in time for something slightly wet to suddenly be slapped over her entire crotch with a thwap.

Confused and startled, Gleaming shield felt a pulse of magic wash over her pussy, leaving behind a faint tingling sensation. After a moment it passed, and the wet peice of paper was removed from her body and tossed aside. In the screen Derpy seemed to receive the same treatment, having temporarily stopped the train of cocks in order to get what looked like a temporary tattoo.

Only this one was far more risque then the image of a sword Gleaming Shield had placed on her arm over a decade earlier. This tattoo was a blue stylized heart which wrapped around the woman’s vulva, drawing attention to it and making the woman shudder briefly before getting right back to sucking dick. Though the image itself was simple, Gleaming shield couldn't help but be repulsed and fascinated by the strangely sensual tattoo.

“Watch as she gets new tattoos in order to further mark her as nothing more then a sex object. This is what a good girl does,” stated the voice.

This time Gleaming Shield felt herself say the last line along with the weird voice. Not even noticing this change as she watched Derpy fuck man after man, and growing increasingly jealous with each passing second. Every load that got pumped into the other woman’s body made Gleaming Shield shiver, her pussy spasming needfully.

That wasn't the end of the tattoos however, as Derpy deftly transitioned onto her back, before the woman was strapped into some sort of bed after having a blindfold over her eyes. One that was divided by a hole in the middle, making it truly anonymous as one man fucked her mouth and the other, her pussy. Each one using her body while Derpy herself was unable to move, a male slapping another peice of paper on her belly.

At the same time this happened Gleaming Shield felt the familiar wet sensation come from her own stomach. After another pulse of magic, and a faint tingling sensation, Gleaming Shield noticed that it was a blue arrow. Which in turn pointed down to her crotch, as if serving as advertisement for the fact that her body was little more then a sex object at this point.

The woman shuddered, and was surprised when another paper was placed atop where the first had been a second earlier. Again there was a pulse of magic followed by its removal, revealing that this one was not an image, but rather words and numbers. Which spelt out 100% CUNT on either side of the arrow, telling any potential onlookers exactly where they should stick it.

Sure enough, Derpy gained an identical tattoo at about the same time, the now wingless woman moaning even louder the second it was removed. If Gleaming Shield was being observant she would have noticed that those moans were her own, but the moment was too heated for that. She may have also been able to notice that Derpy now looked almost identical to Gleaming herself, but again, she wasn't able to put that together. It only grew even more heated a moment later when two more pulses of magic emanated from right over her nipples.

Watching closely, Gleaming Shield observed as Derpy’s areolas morphed into a pair of hearts the same blue as her tattoos. Though slightly more uncomfortable then the normal tattoos, Gleaming Shield couldn't help but be turned on even more by this change. Everything felt like a nail in the coffin to her guard career but this particular nail felt extra final, even if Gleaming Shield knew it wasn't over.

“Watch as her body is further marked, allowing any who even glance at her to know that she is just a doll to be fucked and used,” exclaimed the voice.

“This is what a good girl does,” both the voice, and Gleaming Shield whispered aloud.

The guard could slowly feel her mind beginning to slip away, small parts of who she was being rewritten and replaced with something different. Yet she couldn't bring herself to care even as she began to writhe needfully on the chair, her body aching for relief and finding none. All she could focus on was the fact that Derpy was busy getting railed by a bunch of people while Gleaming Shield had no one to please.

That lingering feeling of distaste resting in the pit of her stomach was briefly assuaged when Gleaming felt and saw two more slips of paper press against her legs. These were on either side of thighs, stretching down from her hips, and when they were removed they revealed two new words had been added. FUCKTOY was brinted in a bright blue down her right side while SLUT was printed in the same shade of blue on the other side.

Seeing those words branded forever onto her body made Gleaming Shield briefly wonder if this was worth it like the voice told her it was. That small concern grew until for a single powerful instant, Gleaming Shield was fully aware of what was going on. The restraints had been lifted at some point, allowing Gleaming Shield to stand up awkwardly, her hands going up to the head set.

Though she couldn't remove it completely, Gleaming Shield could at least see herself through the crack in the bottom. What she saw made her heart skip a beat, and for all the things the voice had told her to come rushing back to her. In that moment her fate hung by the tiniest thread, the guard’s future dangling over an endless pit of lust.

Then, just when she was about to walk away, Gleaming Shield looked up to find that she could see her reflection on the screen. Her tits were huge, her entire body altered and shaped to become a sex object that was only useful as a cum dumpster for men to drop their loads into. Yet she felt no rage, no indignation, nor regret or hatred, only a small feeling that something was off.

And then a helpful mechanical arm descended from the ceiling, a skimpy cheerleader outfit held in its white gloved hand. Like the one that both Derpy and Rainbow Dash had been wearing the outfit barely covered anything, leaving her pussy and nipples visible to all. Unlike the others it fit Gleaming Shield’s overall color scheme perfectly, and with practiced ease the guard slipped into her outfit.

“Like, thanks mister hands,” Gleaming Shield exclaimed as she tugged her top into place.

The hand gave a small salute before being joined by a second one which helped to remove the headset, retreating into the ceiling with it.

The former guard did a little spin in front of the mirror, revelling in her change and the incredibly attractive body she now had. From her bountiful boobs, to her wide, child bearing hips, full lips and hourglass figure, everything was perfect. Everything except her name, which she suddenly couldn't remember, making the woman stop and really think about it.

“Gleaming…. No, that's not right,” muttered the former guard.

“Gleamy, Gleamy Baton,” exclaimed the woman, nodding confidently. “My name is Gleamy.”

As that bit of realization washed over her the woman was surprised to feel that the sensation was more literal then she had imagined it. Her upper legs tingled and she looked down past her tits towards where her cutie mark would normally be. Only to find that it was no longer the starburst overtop of a shield but rather a simple star with a blue pom pom and a cheer baton overlaid atop it.

The sight made the woman giggle, and she checked the otherside to find that the change was indeed complete. She was no longer… whoever she was before this, now she was Gleaming Baton or simply Gleamy as she thought of herself. Yet something still didn't quite feel complete in the woman’s mind and she found her attention drawn back to the chair which she awkwardly plunked back down into.

An arm emerged from the ground, as if waiting for the woman to return to her seat before the final tattoo could be applied. Unlike the rest of the sheets of paper this one glowed brightly before even being applied, and tingled the second it hit Gleamy’s bare crotch. The unicorn knew instinctively that this one was much more powerful and would likely change her in ways that the other simpler tattoos didn't.

A blinding pulse of magic sent Gleamy realing, forcing the woman to hold her eyes shut due to the sheer power behind the spell. Once the magic faded and the former guard could see once more, she looked down to find that her body had been changed yet again. Her tits which had already been bigger and perkier then what should be possible looked slightly bigger, while also feeling fuller.

Gripping her breasts in both hands, Gleamy couldn't help but moan when a thin trickle of milk dribbled down from each of her tits. Not only that but she felt as though a new image adorned her already well marked body, among other changes. Pulling apart her massive breasts, Gleamy peeked down to find that a blue womb shaped tattoo had been placed right above her crotch.

The sight of which seemed to signal her body to release a veritable flood of thick liquid arousal which all but gushed from her aching sex. Gleamy couldn't help but briefly touch the thick puddle growing between her legs, finding that it was the same consistency as lube. It also smelled weirdly good for some reason, unlike the other lubricants which smelled like chemicals.

The churning within her grew more potent, and the former guard lay back as she felt something deep within her become irrevocably altered. Though she didn't know how she knew, Gleaming was certain that she could now support being as pregnant as Rainbow Dash had been. Not only that but it also felt like her womb had been made bigger, and more efficient for lack of a better word.

She wasn't certain what that all meant at the moment but that didn't really matter though as a thirst had begun to build deep in her gullet. A thirst which she knew could be satiated only with the thick powerful spunk of a virile male. Not only that but her womb already began to ache, the emptiness within it becoming almost painful to the woman.

Standing awkwardly, Gleamy stood there for several uncertain seconds, merely getting used to the new weight distribution. It was a little odd at first, but the former guard turned sex object and cheerleader quickly got used to it. The first step revealed that walking would be a bit of a chore however, as every movement made her nipples brush against her shirt.

Which in turn made a trickle of arousal to run down her spine, and twin rivers of milk to dribble down her chest. Not like she minded though, as Gleamy hoped that her appearance would help to convince someone to dump a nice steaming load inside of her. Maybe after her womb and belly were stuffed to the brim with seed she wouldn't quite feel so empty or nearly as thirsty.

“I like, really need some dick,” muttered the woman, who began to walk towards the door.

Only to almost slip on the small puddle of arousal that had dribbled from her permanently wet cunt, the thick lips of which parted whenever a shudder of pleasure ran through her. After making it to the exit, the woman stopped and braced herself against it, her entire body trembling after a slight breeze washed over her. That alone was enough to make her pussy twitch and for even more fem cum to dribble down her legs.

Reaching down, Gleamy gently prodded at her cunt, only to nearly fall over when a spike of pleasure nearly knocked her off her feet. Whatever had been done to her had evidently altered not only her womb but the rest of her pussy, as it was incredibly sensitive. Not only that but it was plumper, and after a few more tentative touches, Gleamy summized that it was nearly three times as sensitive as her clit used to be.

Shrugging aside that thought, the woman reached for the handle, only for a comportment to open on the wall next to it. Surprised, the woman awkwardly shuffled over to it, and pulled it open, revealing that it contained a wealth of makeup as well as a mirror.

“Ooooh,” cooed the woman, who couldn't help but run her fingers across the many different colors and kinds. “What is this?”

Inspecting one of the sticks of eye shadow, Gleamy found that it was marked with a large red warning label. This makeup is permanent. Do not apply if you ever have any intention of removing it as it will automatically reapply itself every single hour.

“That's like, pretty cool,” Gleamy muttered, quickly picking out some mascara, eye shadow, lipstick and nail polish. “Now I’ll be like, matching and stuff.”

And match she did, as all of the chosen products were a bright blue that were the same shade as her tattoos, all save for the lipstick which was more glossy then the rest. Applying them all took a few minutes, though it would have been shorter had the woman not nearly slipped on the growing puddle of milk and girl cum again. After it was done, and she was standing up once more, the former guard gave herself one last look.

Her body was now the perfect sex object, with hips wide enough to bear quintuplets without struggling. While her breasts were filled with enough milk to feed a dozen children without having to worry about running low. Her cunt felt perfectly shaped for taking dick, and her womb was ready to receive as much seed as a few dozen males could ever hope to produce.

Not only that but the woman doubted she would have trouble attracting that many mates given just how incredibly sexually explicit her clothes were. Which made only a half hearted attempt at hiding her privates from sight, and almost made her look even more provocative than she would have been if she had been wearing nothing at all. Add to that the most fuckable lips Gleamy had ever seen, an ass that would simply never quit, and a body that would make any woman jealous and Gleamy couldn't help but smile pridefully.

She was everything a member of the fairer sex could ever hope to want, and the former guard gave her massive, heaving bosoms another squeeze. The resulting spray of milk shot several feet before hitting the wall, and made the woman giggle like a schoolgirl. She then struck a few poses before finally turning back towards the exit once more, her tits and ass jiggling with every step.

This time when she tugged on the handle, Gleamy felt it turn easily, and she stepped outside to find herself in a long hallway. To her left were a row of doors and a dead end while to the right she saw even more of the things, including one that had an exit sign displayed overhead. Figuring that was the correct direction, Gleamy began to strut towards it, leaving behind a trail of fem cum and milk the entire way.

As she walked she slowly adjusted her steps until by the time she reached her ultimate destination she was proudly strutting like a practiced whore. Every single movement she made was perfectly planned in order to better show off her amazing curves and incredible body. Turning the handle, and stepping out into the world once more, only for Gleamy to be temproarily blinded by the sun.

Unlike the room and hall she had passed through which were lit by gentle mage lights, out here everything was far brighter. It was even enough to make the woman cover her face as she tried to blink away the spots. Once her vision was clear however, the former guard looked around to find that a small crowd had been waiting for her.

A crowd which was entirely male, mostly nude, and also sporting a row of erect cocks just waiting for her. Immediately Gleamy’s stomach rumbled and her pussy ached, but she stopped herself from going to them, at least for a moment. As at the front of the group stood a familiar purse snatcher, who was now completely nude, and sporting one of the largest erections Gleamy had ever seen.

“Hey slut,” greeted the male.

Author's Note

The Fall

The former guard turned bimbo slut blinked in surprise. “Do you like, know me or something?” She inquired.

The man raised an eyebrow, and waved an arm expectantly over himself. “Do you really not remember all this?”

Gleamy stared at the man’s tan skin, dirty blonde hair and generally slim physique for several long seconds before landing on his cock. The sight of which immediately made Gleamy’s loins quiver and sent a bolt of arousal straight down her spine, ending at her pussy and causing another gush of femcum. Though there was a flicker of something at the back of the cheerleader’s mind, that thought quickly vanished a second later.

“Nope!” She declared. “But do you like, want me to suck your dick or something?”

“Nah I called pussy. Fat stacks here got first dibs on your mouth since he helped gather up the boys,” replied the man, who gestured to a second individual who stood slightly taller, a little wider, and generally bigger than the first man.

Gleamy shrugged. “Sure thing. Just make sure not to pull out. I wouldn't like, want to leave you unsatisfied or anything.”

The man chuckled. “Don't you worry slut. I intend on being the first to knock that bitch cunt of yours up. Besides, that's what your old boss paid me to do.”

“My what?” Gleamy asked, cocking her head while another flicker of recognition passed through her mind.

“Don't worry about it and just bend over,” demanded the man, whose friend was already getting into position, his cock out and his clothes now sitting on a nearby curb.

The cheerleader shrugged, and did as she was told, bending over and gripping her legs just below her knees. As she did this, the cum dumpster opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, doing her best to look like an inviting hole. Evidently it worked, as the second man quickly got into position, one hand on his dick and the other on the back of Gleamy’s head.

He didn't even need to guide the woman’s head towards the tip of his meat spear, as she wanted it badly enough already, though that didn't stop him from doing just that. The second her lips touched the tip of his cock, the man suddenly felt himself lurching forward, all but sucked towards the desperate slut. Pillowy lips, and a talented tongue pulled the male deep into Gleamy’s mouth, the whore swallowing inch after inch in rapid succession.

In no time at all he had reached the back of her throat, all without the woman having paused or struggled for even a second. If Gleamy was thinking clearly she would have been surprised by her newfound skill, and she would have likely chalked this up to the reprogramming she had received. The former guard was definitely not thinking clearly however, as even just sucking dick felt mind blowingly good.

“Holy fuck dude, this bitch sucks harder then that crazy whore Rainbow Dash,” exclaimed the man, whose fingers tightly gripped the back of Gleamy’s skull. “Feels like shes going to suck my nuts out through the tip of my dick.”

“Make sure to give her a good face fucking, the boutique pays extra if their newest slut is broken in properly,” replied the first man, who had just barely gotten into position between Gleamy’s legs.

The former guard didn't hear a word of this, though she did hear the crowd let out a shout of renewed interest at hearing the promise of money. That didn't matter to the glorified cum dumpster however, as the only thing she was thinking about was the thick tool in her mouth and the dick which was teasing her nether lips. Thankfully that didn't last long, and the first man quickly pushed his hips forward, plunging his cock deep into Gleamy’s wet hole.

With two holes now stuffed full of dick, Gleamy was finally starting to feel better, the need within her dulling somewhat. Though she still needed to feel thick cum fill her belly and womb, it was at least enough of a start that the hunger was no longer painful. That didn't mean it wasn't a constant reminder of the fact that she had yet to be knocked up, or had even received a single meal of spunk.

That would change soon, she decided, the woman eagerly slurping on the cock which had stuffed full her mouth and throat. Readjusting her hands as to grip the man’s waist, the cheer slut tenderly grasped his balls, and remembering her training, began to fondle them like she knew she should. This drew a groan from the man currently balls deep in her throat, and Gleamy grinned as much as she could around the man’s cock.

Despite her poor experince she was doing well, which made her feel even better then the actual dick did. She was meant to do this, to be here with a cock in both ends, offering herself to whoever wanted to use her. It felt natural, and Gleamy knew instinctively that this was her true special talent, pleasing horny men.

The feeling of having her sensitive pussy plowed by the eager male instantly shattered such existential thoughts completely. The woman reminded quite viscerally of just how good it felt to have her cunt claimed by a man’s fat cock, which was an apt description for the one inside of her right now. She would estimate that it was nearly eight inches long, and with a girth that stretched Gleamy’s tight pussy without pushing it too far.

It took a few good, firm thrusts for Gleamy to adapt to its size, but when she did the woman was immediately rewarded with another bolt of pleasure. This one became even stronger after she realized just how great it felt to be able to take such a thick cock without breaking her stride. She even managed to keep her large, plush lips pressed firmly against the base of the second man’s cock throughout the entire experience.

Which he seemed to enjoy immensely if his low groan, or madly twitching dick were anything to go by. With her confidence surging, Gleamy slurped, licked and fondled as much as she could while also squeezing down around the invader inside of her pussy. She added to this by pushing back as much as the position allowed, meeting the man’s thrusts half way with ones of her own.

The ensuing clap of flesh meeting flesh made a shiver run down Gleamy’s spine, a shiver which became a quake when she felt a thick dollop of pre splatter against the back of her mouth. Though she wanted desperately to pull back and savor the flavor of her lover’s precum, Gleamy had a job to do. So it was with great reluctance that the woman swallowed it down, content in the knowledge that at least she hadn't wasted it.

This brief mental dilemma went unnoticed by her current partners who were busy slamming their dicks into either one of her holes with reckless abandon. Unlike sex with a normal partner here there was no back and forth of conversation, or slow build up in pace. Both males merely found the perfect angle and plundered Gleamy’s slutty holes like they were ex cons freshly out of prison.

The man fucking her throat gripped Gleamy’s head tightly, his fingers slipping beneath her hair and keeping her from pulling too far back. Not like she would do such a thing, as she wanted to be filled almost as badly as the man wanted to drop his load into her guts. This was made all the more evident by his frequent grunts, and the way he all but rammed himself into her mouth, his balls slapping against her chin.

Her other partner was just as needy, slamming his dick into Gleamy’s sloppy wet pussy insisesently and without pause. The former guard could feel his balls impacting her mound, the heavy set of testicles promising to flood her womb with a truly titanic load. Unlike the other male, the man currently pounding her pussy was nearly completely silent, hardly making more then the occasional grunt.

Gleamy didn't care one way or the other though, as she could tell from the way their cocks twitched and their hips smashed into her that she was doing a good job. Plus the occasional glob of precum that was shot into either end proved that even moreso, making Gleamy grin from ear to ear. Turning her attention briefly away from the two men pounding her holes, the former guard tried her best to count the number of men waiting for their turn to use her.

She quickly lost track after she reached twenty or so, which made her heart leap into her chest and a thought to occur to her. Like, I have so many guys to please! I’m totally going to end up with the biggest belly of cum by the time this is all over! The slut could already imagine how big she would be after thirty or so guys had finished inside of her, and no doubt knocking her up.

The thought was almost enough to make her cum right then and there, but she held back, not wanting to disrupt from her partner’s pleasure. Thankfully it didn't seem as though the man in her mouth needed much longer, as his thrusts had grown increasingly short. To the point that he was hardly leaving her throat before ramming forward once more, his balls audibly slapping against Gleamy’s chin.

She grinned around the male’s dick, her thirst for his cum growing to the point that could almost taste it already. It only took an extra few seconds before he suddenly lurched to a stop and let out a low bellow while he forced Gleamy as deep as she could go. Her lips mashed against his crotch, smearing not only her lipstick, but her eyeshadow as she fought to the tears which threatened to ruin her make up.

His cock twitched once, twice, a third time, and then finally cum began to erupt down the woman’s throat, shooting straight into her belly. Her right hand squeezed a little harder around his balls, ensuring he came as hard and as much as possible. All while his own hands gripped Gleamy’s head tight enough that it almost began to hurt, though Gleamy was certainly tough enough to take it without complaint.

As hot cum shot down her throat, Gleamy came, it wasn't very hard mind you, because she didn't want to get distracted, but it was noticeable. Even more fem cum spurted against the cock inside of her pussy, lubricating well past the point of neccessity. Still, she had a few dozen dicks to please, so she didn't want to go dry anytime, though at this point that seemed like an impossibility.

After several long seconds, the man cumming straight into her stomach suddenly stopped, and stumbled back a step. Gleamy reluctantly felt his softening cock slip out of her throat, and almost her mouth as well. Thankfully that didn't happen, as he was able to catch himself before accidentally pulling all the way out of the woman.

Which allowed her to quickly clean his cock of any last bit of cum, swirl it around in her mouth, and then swallow it. Now completely satisfied, and utterly clean, the man took an awkward step back, his legs barely responding to his commands. Confident that she had done her job as best as possible, Gleamy looked towards the crowd, where several men were pushing past each other to reach her before the others could do the same.

“Like, don't worry boys. I won't leave until you’ve all given me a fat load,” Gleamy declared.

That seemed to calm the horde of men, and allow a slightly shorter, but no less stocky man to beat out his opponents. His cock was as impressive as the one currently pounding Gleamy’s pussy, and the cock slut licked her lips in anticipation. He didn't need very much prompting, and after lining her mouth up with his dick, the man thrust his hips forward.

Unlike the last male, this one only used one hand to hold Gleamy’s head while the other reached down and groped her tits. An action that made Gleamy groan in pleasure, the woman having temporarily forgotten about her massive milkers. She had been so lazer focused on being a good slut that she only now realized that she had caused a small lake of milk to grow beneath her.

Noone seemed to mind however, as the two males continued to fuck her ruthlessly and without a care given to her situation. Which was exactly how she liked it, and Gleamy tilted her body slightly to the side, allowing the man fucking her throat to grope her a little easier. It wasn't exactly the best angle in the world, but he seemed to enjoy squeezing and playing with her tits, causing small spurts of milk to shoot through his fingers.

The man currently plowing her pussy was starting to slow, his thrusts becoming jerky, and signalling that he was close. Which was good as Gleamy had become incredibly desperate to feel her womb get seeded by some anonymous virile man. Gleamy didn't know his name or anything about him, but that didn't matter one bit, all that she cared about was the fact that he was seconds from knocking her up.

A second later and the man suddenly threw himself forward, ramming his cock as deep as it could go into Gleamy’s sopping wet honey pot. The only sound he made was a sharp grunt before his cock began to twitch, shooting rope after rope deep into her body. Gleamy couldn't help but cum with him, the feeling of being seeded was too much to resist, though that didn't stop her from continuing to suck off her other partner.

For no matter how hard she came, she had a job to do as a cum dumpster slut, namely pleasuring every single male to the best of her abilities. Which involved trying desperately to get every last bit of cum out of her first partner by squeezing down with her inner muscles. She also pressed back with her hips, ensuring he was as deep as he could possibly be and was depositing his cum almost directly into her womb.

The first big splash of seed all but crashed into her cervix, making the woman shudder in ecstasy and nearly forgetting her duty. She refused to be distracted though, even by one of the most mind blowing orgasms she had ever experienced in her entire life. Which was only made even more amazing when she felt a burst of cum shoot into the deepest reaches of her body.

The knowledge that there was a good chance she was probably already impregnated by some stranger made Gleamy’s high pitched moan grow louder still. Milk all but erupted out of her tits, and hot girl cum dripped from between her thighs, intermingling with the thin trickle of virile cum. Though her body managed to capture a good majority of the man’s sperm, even Gleamy’s desperation couldn't stop some from dribbling out.

While this was happening the man continued to grind his hips against Gleamy’s, seemingly hitting every pleasure center in the cheer slut’s pussy. Only when his orgasm had finally died down did the woman’s do so as well, finally falling away and being replaced by a slightly less intense hunger. In an instant she knew that just one load wouldn't be enough to satiate her incredible lust, nor her intense desire to be bred as much as was physically possible.

“Hey you two, get over here so she can jack you off. Unless you wanna keep doing it yourselves,” shouted the first man.

Gleamy blinked, and glanced out of the corner of her eye where two more males shrugged and approached her, dicks already hard. The person pounding her throat released her tit and grabbed her head in both hands before ruthlessly fucking her throat. Even having her vision marred by some man face fucking her wasn't enough to distract Gleamy from her job and she reached out, gripping a partner in each hand.

The first man chuckled, and gave Gleamy’s ass a firm swat. “Thats a good slut. Keep it up and I might just come back to drop another load in this tight pussy of yours before you get fucked into a dick coma.”

Gleamy groaned, and wiggled her fat, silicone filled butt at him, hoping to entice him into doing just that.

With a grunt, he pulled himself from Gleamy’s cloying depths, releasing a veritable torrent of seed and girl cum which spilled out onto the ground. The agonizing emptiness that immediately assaulted Gleamy’s mind made her writhe in agony before some other unknown man stuffed his dick into her cunt. Thankfully he was just as big as her first partner, and didn't seem to mind the fact that he was getting sloppy seconds one bit.

Within mere moments he was already slamming himself into Gleamy, his hands gripping tight her enormous ass cheeks. His fingers dug into the soft flesh and his heavy balls slapped audibly against Gleamy’s mound, his cock spearing deep into her body. Just like that the feeling of emptiness had lessened to a more managable level, allowing Gleamy to focus on the men she was jerking off, and the one she was blowing.

By then most of the men around her had helpfully formed into two lines, one which waited to drop their load into her pussy while the other wanted to use her other hole. She could hear a few men bicker and argue, but for the most part they quickly, and seamlessly organized themselves. Which was nice, as it allowed the woman to focus completely on simply swallowing and taking as many loads as possible.

As if on cue, the man currently fucking her throat suddenly stopped, before pistoning himself in and out rapidly, never pulling out his cock by more then an inch or two at a time. His orgasm wasn't quite as intense as the others, but it seemed to drag on forever, shooting an endless stream of thin spurts down her throat. All the while she continued to stroke off the two men on either side of her which were about the same length and girth as one another.

They even kind of sounded alike, grunting and moaning in near unison as Gleamy stroked their thick members. The second the man in her throat finally finished cumming and stumbled away, his flaccid dick slapping against his stomach, both of the others began jockeying for position. Confused by this sudden turn of events, Gleamy merely hung onto their dicks and after hearing them bicker for a few seconds, just decided to suck them both off at the same time.

Though the men let out a surprised yelp, Gleamy easily managed to squeeze both of their dicks past her lips and right down her throat. Bracing herself against their hips, she began to bob up and down, swallowing every last inch they had to offer in no time at all. Just like that their complaints vanished, and they merely stood there, allowing Gleamy to deep throat both of their cocks without interuption.

By then it had been a few minutes, and the person fucking her pussy was already nearing completion. The only bit of warning she got that he was about to orgasm was when his grip suddenly tightened on her ass. After that he jerked to a stop, and began to shoot his load deep inside of her, his cock letting out large eruptions of heavy cum.

Her own orgasms came and went without a thought, Gleamy too focused on her partners to even notice her own pleasure anymore. She just wanted more, more dicks, more cum, more men fucking her worthless slutty holes and filling them as much as possible. The two men in her mouth let out simultaneous moans just as Gleamy felt a second load come to rest in her womb, and she braced herself for their orgasms.

Sure enough, they came a second later, both of them shooting their cum straight down her throat. It was almost too much for the slut, who struggled to gulp down every last bit of seed before it spilled past her lips. Thankfully the tight seal she had on the base of their dicks combined with her insatiable desire for cum ensured not a single drop was wasted.

Only a minute later and all three men stumbled back, their balls nearly emptied by the woman who turned to hungrily eye her next four partners. Licking her lips, Gleamy took a moment to enjoy the feeling of all the steaming loads sitting inside of her belly and womb. It felt good, great even, but it wasn't enough, nor would it be until every last person here had given her every drop of seed they could muster.

“Like, bring it on boys. I got more then enough room for all of you,” Gleamy encouraged, flashing the hesitant men a wink.

Gleamy lay on her back, sprawled over a seat that had been torn out of a rickshaw and set aside just for her. Between her legs was a rather imposing man with a cock thicker then her entire wrist and a good nine inches or so long. Dimensions which would have given her pause before today now hardly even phased the woman whose head hung off the other side of the seat.

Where a second man was currently fucking her throat with a ruthless intensity, his large, heavy balls slapping audibly against Gleamy’s face. This would have ruined her makeup, had it not already been ruined, and had reset itself twice over at this point. Mascara was smeared everywhere, lipstick prints could be seen on the man’s crotch and near the base of his cock, yet neither party cared.

Gleamy knew it would fix itself eventually, and this way she could keep track of the men she had already serviced. Though that didn't change the fact that the good majority of them simply got back into a different line after finishing the first time. Either way, Gleamy was in heaven as she was railed from both ends, her large, cum filled belly swaying with each thrust into her pussy or throat.

Numerous loads now rested inside of her overfull womb, or packed stomach yet she knew she could take more. Right now she only looked a few months pregnant, or like she had recently consumed a rather large meal, and Gleamy felt like she could handle at least double what she already had inside of her. She was sure going to try, after all she couldn't just leave some poor unfortunate soul without getting the full release they so rightly deserved.

And so she continued to lay there, her massive, perky breasts standing nearly straight up, milk dripping down from her nipples. Both men fucked her like the toy she was, their heavy balls promising a set of very powerful loads which would hopefully fill her up even more. As they continued to fuck her, and she continued to suck as best as she could, Gleamy idly wondered if she was pregnant by now.

She had to be, as there were easily more than a dozen loads sitting inside of her full womb, and not only that but they had been sitting there for a while. Biology wasn't something she really cared about, but it seemed like a reasonable assumption to make, and that small realization gave her an electric jolt of pleasure. This orgasm was a little more powerful then the rest, as the realization that she was likely knocked up by one of the many strangers that had used her made her want to jump for joy.

She was brought back to earth by a sudden deep exhale that came from between her hips, the man fucking her pussy having slowly come to a stop. His orgasm was as powerful as he was, and though he remained perfectly still through the entire thing, Gleamy did not. She made sure to use her now well trained inner muscles to coax as much cum as possible from his huge balls while also sucking off the other man.

Who came only a few seconds later, and though his own ejaculation wasn't quite as powerful as the other man’s, his seed tasted surprisingly sweet and surprisingly good. He also pulled back after the first spurt, allowing Gleamy to enjoy his unique flavor before swallowing his load in a single audible gulp. That seemed to entice the dozen or so men who were waiting for their turns, as three men stood anxiously nearby, their dicks in their hands.

The second the first two were done and had removed themselves from Gleamy’s holes, another three quickly took their place. Initially confused when two went towards her pussy while a third aimed his prick at her mouth, Gleamy quickly realized what they planned when one of them began hiking her legs up. Two cock heads pressed against her nether lips a second later, the men briefly struggling to find a good angle before eventually pushing inside of her at the same time.

Though not the biggest, the twins from earlier combined to stretch Gleamy in new, and altogether orgasmic ways, pushing her to experience something she had never felt before. The feeling of emptiness ebbed even more, and soon the guard turned cum dumpster was once more on cloud nine. The thick tool in her throat had pushed past her tonsils, and with three pillars of man meat in her holes, Gleamy felt a small sense of pride welling in her chest.

She briefly wondered what the men had in store for her next, as they had already broadened her horizons quite a bit and it had only been a few hours. Not only that but the crowd was still a good two dozen or so strong, with curious passerbies occasionally joining the lines. Not like she minded of course, the more the merrier after all, and nothing made someone happier then dropping a fat load into one of her waiting holes.

Gleamy’s confidence was waning, and she wasn't even sure what was happening anymore if she was being honest with herself. At some point the couch torn out of a rickshaw had collapsed, and been replaced by a simple wooden bench. One that Gleamy was now laying on her back atop of, her belly now so large that it rivalled her gargantuan milk filled tits.

She had lost track of how many orgasms she had experienced as well as how many loads had been pumped into her hours ago but it had to be close to a hundred at this point. She was simply so large, her belly so incredibly heavy that anything less then triple digits felt wrong for some reason. Her senses were nearly completely overwhlemed by the constant ebb and flow of pleasure, leaving the woman with little understanding of what was going on.

All she knew was that some guy was fucking her throat, while another was pumping his cock out of her now gaping, cum filled pussy. She hardly even had the strength to swallow when the man in her mouth finished, giving her one last heaping helping of man butter. Once he was done, Gleamy did her best to gulp down his seed, forcing her stomach to accept even more virile cum.

“Like thanks, or whatever,” Gleamy exclaimed, her tears making it difficult to see who she was talking to.

“No problem slut,” remarked the man before he walked away.

Gleamy opened her mouth wide and invitingly, waiting for the next random stranger to plunge their cock down her throat. When that didn't happen for several seconds, the woman awkwardly wiped her eyes and tried to find her next partner. Only for no one to be around, and for everything to be so dark that even the nearby street lamp hardly illuminated anything.

“Cumming!” exclaimed a voice before the man fucking her pussy suddenly lurched to a stop and deposited another load into Gleamy’s already full womb.

The cum dumpster of a woman shuddered as she came, doing her best to squeeze down around his length. She had taken too much abuse however, and even her powerful muscles needed time to relax as well as reset. So it was that her final partner pulled out of her, a veritable tital wave of ejaculants pouring from her gaping pussy lips.

“Whoowee, now that was something. See ya later whore!” Exclaimed the man, who gave her belly a firm swat before pulling up his pants and walking away.

Gleamy didn't watch him go, as she was too busy trying to hold her wobbling, sloshing, and absolutely stuffed stomach. Eventually she managed to get it under control, and she slowly sat up, causing another wave of cum to gush out of her. Though she hated the thought of losing some of the seed she had worked so hard far, she knew the majority of it was already locked away inside of her.

Looking around, Gleamy surveyed the street in disbelief, noting that more then a few sets of clothes had been left behind by lust drunk men. Cum covered nearly every inch of the place from curb to curb, as well as a few sections of sidewalk. Puddles of milk could also be seen intersperesed with the other fluids, pooling wherever Gleamy had spent a significant amount of time getting fucked.

“Like, wow. I did it,” Gleamy muttered, looking around. “Now what?”

“Now you come with us to your new home,” whispered a kindly female voice.

Gleamy turned around to see that two rather strong looking women outfitted in the salon’s colors stood nearby.

“Like, where are we going?” Gleamy questioned.

“Up to your new apartment,” announced the first woman, who had soft pink skin and light teal hair.

“Trust us, you’ll love it there. We have designed everything for your specfiic needs,” added the other woman who had an inverted set of colors.

“Well okay, but like, you better not be lying or I’ll tell the guard and stuff,” Gleamy replied.

The women giggled, each one hooking an arm under one of Gleamy’s. “Don't you worry,” said one.

“Nothing bad will ever happen to you again,” finished the other.

Gleamy grinned, the woman already trusting the pair of strangers complety, and merely allowing herself to be carried off in their strong arms. As they helped her stumble back towards the salon, Gleamy reminisced about the evening with one part pride, and the other part curiosity. Despite getting gang banged for nearly half a day without pause, she had performed admirably, and not only that but she was now definitely pregnant.

Everything about what had happened felt right, natural even, and the woman knew that this was going to be her life from now on. The only thing that would change would be just how many children she gave birth too, and how many studs would come to see her. Other then that she knew that she would spend every waking second sucking or getting fucked by anonymous strangers.

A thought which only served to turn her on even more, and cause a wide smile to cross her face.

I love my life. Gleamy thought to herself.

Author's Note

The Aftermath

Gleamy groaned as she turned off the milking machine, and gently detached the cups from her tits, a thin trickle of milk dribbling from her nipples. Her breasts had grown a surprising amount given that she had only been in her new apartment for just under two weeks. That made sense though, as the woman had been told that her ovaries and womb had basically been supercharged.

They had also described the actual process itself and what to expect from such a rapid pregnancy but Gleamy didn't care. Then, like now, she had merely focused on rubbing her belly, though unlike before, her stomach was currently enormous. Ballooning past the point of even her gigantic, milky tits, her belly was now so large, and so heavy, that it felt like she had swallowed a pair of bowling balls.

Though that metaphor wasn't quite apt, as she had been told that there were four babies growing inside of her womb at this very moment. It certainly looked like they were due anyday, but Gleamy had a feeling it would be at least another twenty four hours before they would be ready. She assumed it was a mother’s intuition, but either way the woman was glad she could give birth to her first litter soon.

After all, that meant she could make even more people happy by getting knocked up by a second group of horny men eager to fill her with seed. The mere thought of getting pregnant all over again made her pussy tremble, and a flood of girl cum to gush from between her legs. Thankfully for Gleamy, the couch she sat on was covered with plastic, and the veritable flood of natural lube flowed quickly down a nearby drain.

Which was true for about her entire new apartment which seemed specifically designed to accommodate someone who lactated and gushed constantly. Most everything was some kind of plastic or hydrophobic substance which made cleaning easy, and smelled a bit like raspberries. It even had a decent view of the red light district, a computer, and a t.v, though Gleamy spent almost every waking hour getting fucked or masterbating.

Now was different, as she was too close to giving birth to give anything more than a blowjob. Not like she minded though, as the woman wasn't so selfish that she couldn't take a single day off from getting fucked. It did make her a bit cranky at times, but thankfully a good throat fucking put her into a good mood once again.

Just thinking about some anonymous man pumping a load down her throat made her moan, and rub her belly with one hand while the other gripped her breast. Milk dribbled down her body, and for a moment Gleamy considered using the industrial milker again only to shrug. She could use it later, right now she wanted to get back down to the ground floor and find some guy to suck off.

Waddling her way over to entrance, Gleamy paused just as she was about to leave, a glimmer of her past life suddenly bubbling to the surface. A face popped into her head, followed by a name, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza or just Cadance to Gleamy. The guard turned slut wasn't certain what their past relationship had been, but whatever it was, Gleamy wished the other woman was here.

Perhaps she would even enjoy getting the same treatment that Gleamy herself had received. Shrugging off that thought for now, the slut focused purely on finding a nice salty meal to satiate her cravings. She would worry about getting a potential roommate later, after she had popped out her first batch of kids and after she had been knocked up by her second.

Right now she needed a steaming mouthful of cum in the worst possible way.