Chapter 3 of Vault 62: A New Beginning

Chapter 3 of Vault 62: A New Beginning

In the third chapter, it's time for the wildness to set in! You're going to witness a lot of sexual encounters till the end of the story, with massive penises, erupting cum, and pregnancy. Hope this doesn't disappoint. I know many of you have been eagerly waiting for this part!

This story is tagged with: futa on a female, incredibly large penises and ridiculous body dimensions, lots of blowing cum and cum expansion, and pregnancy/hyper pregnancy. Not to forget the Fallout and Bethesda references and other stuff!

Comments and feedback are always welcome!

Enjoy :)

With a smile, Imogene beckoned Bridget closer and pushed her shoulder slightly to make her kneel in front of her. Now, Bridget couldn't help but feel the strong scent of her crotch, an unmistakable smell that could only come from being near the futanari's vault-suit all day. And there was a definite heat radiating from her genitals that Bridget somehow associated with dominance and power.

Bridget was fascinated by the sheer size of Imogene's genitalia. She had to admit that the thought of impregnating the entire vault had her interests piqued, especially when she saw the epic cock and balls dangling from between Imogene's seemingly normal-looking legs. The dimensions were outrageous, much larger than anything she had ever seen before. She could tell that the immense size didn't really make sense anatomically, but she couldn't help but feel awed by the sheer strength it implied.

She extended her hands towards Imogene's groin, trembling slightly as she gently touched her member. It was unnervingly thick, easily as wide as the Overseer's wrist. And the balls - her gaze fell onto the enormous, almost softball-sized orbs hanging low between Imogene's thighs. How could anything like that even be humanly possible? It seemed both ridiculous and utterly fascinating at the same time.

Bridget started to make slow, cautious strokes, trying to adjust the already huge penis to a more convenient position. She had to back away a few steps to give her hands enough space to grasp the full length and width of the futanari's hideously oversized cock. It was mind-blowing to hold something that could easily dwarf both her hands together.

She looked up at Imogene.

"Is this... is this okay?" Bridget asked, settling into her rhythm, "Do you like it?"

"It's been so long since I've been intimate with someone," Imogene said, biting her lower lip. "And um, y-you could try sucking it. That might get me even harder!"

"I'll see how that goes," Bridget replied with a smirk, feeling strangely compelled to continue.

Bridget's lips parted and her head leaned forward, her mouth taking in the futa's colossal cockhead. The sheer size left her feeling a bit overwhelmed, but she remained determination personified as she pushed further, until her nose was pressed against Imogene's groin. She felt her own cheeks starting to sweat, her mouth an inch away from the soft fabric of the vault-suit. But then Imogene started to breathe heavily, her body tensing from pleasure.

"Oh God, you went through with it!" Imogene groaned, her whole body quivering.

Bridget was so engrossed in the task that she didn't notice the futa's gigantic organ quickly growing beyond her control. Just how big could Imogene get? Bridget was determined to experiment to the very end. Every stroke from base to tip of the futa's immense cock made it grow a bit more, each time stretching further and pushing deeper into her mouth. And soon enough, she was sure she'd have to continue, or risk being overwhelmed by the futa's massive member.

Imogene could hardly keep her eyes from falling back into her skull as she observed the Overseer desperately trying to stuff her massive member into Bridget's mouth. Her lips seemed to be snapping like a rubber band already but her humongous crown hadn't even reached them yet! The throbbing corona of her cockhead wasn't yet being sucked, and that didn't bother Imogene in the slightest; it was clearly evident that Bridget was doing her best, and that's all that mattered. She suckled on the tip of the futanari's member, her tongue cautiously nibbling at its reddening surface, covering it with her saliva.

Eventually, Bridget managed to get the whole cum-cannon into her oral cavity. Imogene groaned even louder as Bridget spluttered around this beast, her cheeks completely packed with the meaty treasure. Imogene resisted the urge to seize the back of Bridget's hair and pull her down the rest of her shaft, preferring not to sabotage the good thing that was happening. Instead, she indulged in it as much as possible, her colossal procreative organ jerking and flexing against the Overseer's teeth, resuming its steady engorgement as it experienced the most rapturous form of stimulation it had felt in years.

Bridget swallowed audibly through her slender nose as she tried to get a handle on Imogene's mountainous equipment. It was so absolutely colossal! She felt like her lips were about to split open around the absurd diameter of the futanari's bell-end, and that feeling only grew as Imogene's equipment continued to swell. It seemed to be growing in every direction on its own accord, burrowing its way further into Bridget's oral cavity. Holding onto Imogene's appendage, Bridget didn't really have enough mental capacity left to continue stroking it, her cognitive faculties fully occupied by the struggle to avoid choking on the grotesque spear she was trying to swallow!

She bobbed her head on the few inches of shaft and corona she'd consumed, gagging with each jab at the entrance to her esophagus. As she shallow-throated Imogene's titanic member, she felt it suddenly convulse - along with Imogene's urethra swell against her lips and tongue. Was she cumming already? It didn't seem possible, given that Imogene's member still had some flexibility left. Perhaps it couldn't stiffen up like a normal penis during erection given its monstrous size. Bridget was unsure, but she surely hoped Imogene wasn't about to orgasm so early!

Instead of a climax, Bridget was blessed with a generous blob of precum splattering across her flattened tongue, a blop significant enough to cover her entire tongue. To her escalating astonishment, that singular deposit tasted exceptionally potent, like Imogene's cock had accidentally ejaculated prematurely; she could tell that even the futanari's pre-cum was saturated with sperm, the liquid teeming with spermatozoa. Could someone be this fertile?! Bridget gulped it down, finding the taste of Imogene's testicular juice unique but kind of...tasty?

Another splash of jizz soon followed.

Imogene stepped back and Bridget was bewildered by the colossal member between her lips and drinking down her pre, fully immersed in the gratification of teasing and arousing the enormous redheaded demon of a dick. She'd had no idea that Imogene needed so much room for her equipment to attain her maximum size. Bridget hardly noticed as the futanari moved away from her, being more and more engrossed by her ludicrously endowed endowment. Angled off-kilter, Imogene was now nearly double the distance she'd initiated from.

She observed her swollen dick hoisted between Bridget's lips, the veins on her shaft frantically working overtime to pump blood into her cum-slinger; at the same time, she could hear her sperm-producers inflating down her legs, distending with what appeared to be an excessively large volume of sperm, raising themselves up with her cock, keeping up with her boner, surging at the same rate. Imogene wasn't able to see her testicles beneath the sheer thickness of her prick, but she could feel her eggs ripening as they swelled, driving her thighs apart. And this was only the beginning.

Bridget slopped around in Imogene's erotic confectionery, feeling herself succumb to its spell, giving everything she had to satisfying and awakening this carnal leviathan. Irrespective of the weird angle, her vision of the futanari's full figure infiltrating her mouth made her heart skip a beat.

Bridget wasn't sure how long she could continue this. Her jaw was almost all the way open, her chin touching her neck, and her lips folded on her nostrils. The massive shaft of Imogene's dick was making her face contort in pain as it expanded in her mouth and down her throat. She couldn't prevent the glans of his dick from puncturing her throat, her head pinned to the desk, which meant she was swallowing a section of him whether she wanted to or not. The imprint of Imogene's cockhead on her neck showed that she had no choice in the matter. On the bright side, Imogene seemed to agree that she'd reached her limit.

The Overseer's resident behemoth pulled out of the doctor's mouth and throat, looking relieved. "I think you've had enough," she said, gripping the base of her massive penis and moving back. Bridget fumbled to breathe and spat out a mix of precum and saliva onto the desk. Imogene took another step away, her cockhead getting pulled out of Bridget's snagged lips. A spray of spit followed the monster shaft out of her mouth. The sudden withdrawal from her mouth and throat gave Bridget a chance to stare at the unfathomable size of her member. Imogene had to move nearly the length of the desk just to pull her cock out completely, and she even had to yank her cockhead out of Bridget's lips.

When Imogene advanced, she stepped over the kneeling, gasping Bridget, bringing her rock-hard dick into the air. Bridget peeked between Imogene's thighs, amazed by the sight of Imogene's humongous penis creating an indescribably long shadow over her. As the Overseer looked up, she was shocked to see a part of Imogene's gargantuan penis blotting out the light.

"If you help me, I'll finish getting hard," Imogene said. "It'll happen soon, I promise."

Bridget didn't need sight to confirm Imogene's statement. She could feel Imogene's massive balls swelling by comparison with her last encounter. To her inexperienced eyes, they seemed to have tripled in size, looking like the watermelons were cultivating in the hydroponic lab. The weight of her head against Imogene's penis made it feel like her member was enlarging at a similar rate.

Adding to her awe, Imogene allowed Bridget to touch her swollen balls. But the Overseer was grossed out by their sheer size. They were massive and ribbed, and looked more like bowling balls than human testicles. Bridget's fingers glided over their slimy, wrinkled skin, cupping them while she tentatively licked the skin of the largest ball. A grateful moan escaped Imogene's lips, making Bridget feel like her actions were appreciated. Bridget stroked with one hand while she massaged with the other. And the more she touched, the hornier Imogene got. Her hips ground against Bridget's face, and she moaned even louder, grasping Bridget's hair with her free hand.

Bridget could hear the effects of Imogene's escalating excitement. The heavy shaft she had in her hand creaked with the strain, as if it was expanding even more than it was supposed to. Her balls were also squirted with moisture, the sound of their churning producing a strong, lumpish noise. The fleshy spheres swallowed her face, seeming to grow and grow.

"I'm not hard yet?" Bridget cried out in disbelief.

Bridget's head was crushed between the tiny space between Imogene's massive balls and hips. The giant, erect penis left her speechless as her body trembled in response to the massive pressure. Her unfamiliarity with the situation was making her fascinated with the amount of precum she could see spilling out the head of Imogene's dick. It was now brighter and sharper, glistening over Imogene's sweaty pubic hair before it dripped to the floor. Her lack of response was only encouraging Imogene to caress her hair, urging her to the edge of climax.

Imogene's breasts tumbled into her mouth, her nipples hardening into Bridget's tongue before they popped in and out of her lips. Bridget admired their fleshy bumps. But it felt like the rest of Imogene's body wouldn't fit in her hands - let alone between her lips - because of her towering erection.

Finally, the moment arrived. The Overseer groaned and lost control, her convulsions causing her to accidentally suck on Imogene's fallen nipple, and the constant rubbing of Imogene's dickhead urging her over the edge. Now, Bridget was getting fucked hard by the doc and loving it. The grinding of Bridget's face against Imogene's hips was unbearable, though, which was perhaps why Imogene needed this request to be met. When Bridget had her hands on Imogene's balls, she gasped at their sizes, even more monstrous than before, and they left her face in a shadow contrasting her pale white skin.

"Fuck me, I just came!" Bridget moaned as she felt the throbbing of Imogene's dickhead disappear from her head. The hands on her shoulders and waist pushed her down, the pressure on her jaw becoming less intense as Imogene withdrew her dick from her mouth. When Imogene pulled her shirt up, Bridget stared, amazed at the sight of her pussy wet on the desk. Memories flashed in her head of the futa fucking her without stopping. They taunted her now more than ever. The loss of Imogene's balls from her view was annoying, but the sight of her drenched pussy made it all worth it.

Bridget was doing her best to nibble on whatever area of drooping sack or rattling testicle she could reach, her mind hazy with passion - a yearning fueled by the pungent vapor rising from Imogene's scrotum. Even more dominating than the time she was blowing the futa, the scent was virtually permeating into the Overseer's pores, clogging her nostrils and making her eyes water; there was something enticing about the aroma, and only Bridget's desperate desire to uphold some kind of decorum held her back from smelling it like a promiscuous harlot. Instead, she polished Imogene's sperm-sack, her massive thighs squeezing together to ease her own arousal.

Reluctantly Imogene pulled away from Bridget, the Overseer's lips slipping off the futa's potency pouch with a popping sound.

"There you have it," she breathed, adjusting her position to ensure her entire penis was in view of the redhead, "I'm hard now. You did superior, Dr. Walsh. I can't believe you're so talented at this stuff."

"Thanks, I suppose," Bridget dabbed her palm against her forehead, wiping away the beads of sweat that had accumulated from getting buried in Imogene's balls, "At least we can finally go... uh... Oh my God!"

Bridget's jaw dropped as she witnessed Imogene's absolute might.

Bowing her head back as far as she could, her back arched like she was planning on waddling under a limbo stick just to catch a glimpse of where Imogene's cock ended. She gasped when she locked eyes with it. This... this wasn't conceivable! Imogene's endowment had tripled in length - no, it'd grown more than that! Bridget tried to mentally calculate the dimensions of the giant phallus jutting out over her that had formed. Each time she attempted to adjust the figure, her mind was overwhelmed. If she was off by half a foot, that still meant the futa's cock was more than two-thirds of her total height!

At first, Bridget scrutinized Imogene's glans, unable to tear her eyes away from its marvelous beauty. The glans had swelled to such a degree that it was now a dark crimson, and like the futa's length, its girth had ballooned as well, the erumpent glans similar in diameter to the shaft it was attached to. Thank heavens Imogene had stopped the blowjob when she did - the Overseer's face would've cracked in two if she hadn't! Imogene's enormous glans continually gushed pre-cum, each torrent of the pearlescent fluid voluminous enough to fill a pint glass; a mound of the gooey fluid had accumulated behind Bridget's desk, every squirt making a noisy crash.

Sliding her eyes down Imogene's shaft, Bridget's eyes widened so radically they resembled those of a fly. Next to notice about the indescribable member protruding above her was its urethra; it appeared so huge, so ludicrously vast, that the Overseer could've inserted both her arms into it with room to spare. And that wasn't considering the enormous width of the girth of the remainder of Imogene's cock! The thickness was simply unbelievable - akin to one of the redhead's own thighs in width and just as round. Bridget was expected to take this leviathan inside of herself!?

Every other aspect of Imogene's appendage appeared equally overwhelming in its splendor. Visible veins as big as Bridget's fists ran along its mile-long length - partially visible under it - pulsating with such force it was like the horny futanari had a dozen additional hearts located inside her shaft. Her ejaculate canal swelled robustly with each new squirt of she-cream, puffing out like it was preparing to launch a brick. Bridget finally straightened her head and made it to the base of Imogene's enormous organ, which occupied every millimeter of space in her groin, stretching from her thigh to her thigh.

Unveiling her previously wrinkled face, Bridget was able to observe Imogene's saliva-coated orbits. Although she had experienced the sheer size of her balls during her caressing and licking, Dr. Walsh had never actually witnessed how humongous they had grown. Her heart flickered as she took in this new sight. Earlier, Imogene's testicles hung down to her knees, but now they were near her ankles, hindered by the enlarged clots within her scrotum, which were even more full-bodied than her penis. In fact, Imogene's sack appeared to be broader than Bridget's entire torso, her legs entirely concealed from the front, her hemispheres protruding past her hips.

It was uncertain what emotions flooded through Bridget as she beheld this bizarre yet astonishing sight.

"Perhaps we can try this," Imogene mused out loud, oblivious to Bridget's bewilderment, "Perhaps if you lie on the desk would be ideal."

She didn't receive a reply.

"Um, Dr. Walsh? You're still there, right?"

Imogene couldn't make out the overseer's figure due to her treasure-chest sized balls.

"How...?" Dr. Walsh stuttered, her voice strained, "How do you expect me to have sex with something so mammoth? It's impossible! There's no way this could work! Surely there's no chance of you directly impregnating someone with that!"

"What are you talking about?" Imogene pulled her gargantuan penis to the side to get a glimpse of Bridget, "I've had sex before with my dick - I'm not a virgin or anything. I mean, I know I'm rather large, but that's never been an issue."

"I don't believe you. It's not going to happen, Imogene."

Imogene bit her bottom lip in contemplation, unaware of the overwhelming challenge she'd introduced to her plan.

"Well, what about this...?"

She suddenly experienced an idea that could potentially solve her dilemma.

"If this doesn't work, I'll simply donate my sperm or whatever. Then, you can pretend like nothing happened to the Cryo Sperm Bank and proceed with the fertility experiments as usual. Deal?"

Bridget pondered over Imogene's suggestion, scrutinizing her face with intense dedication.

"...okay, it's a deal."

She stood up unsteadily, her legs wobbling below her, barely avoiding the immense cock.

"If not, I'll send you to the brig in the vault," Dr. Walsh assertion her authority, offering her hand to Imogene to seal the agreement, "I think that's more than fair considering any potential sabotage you may or may not have participated in."

Imogene accepted Dr. Walsh's bold approach.

"Deal."

She was left with no other choice in this situation.

"Alright, and you mentioned you wanted me on the desk?"

"Yep!" Imogene adjusted her position to prevent blocking Bridget's way, swinging her titanic trunk wildly, capable of smashing anything in its path, "Just lie down on your back and I'll handle the rest."

Bridget nodded, yet dared another look at Imogene's imposing phallus. The notion that her strength levels were far beyond the average person must've been true, for she managed to maneuver such an enormous member without losing balance. She also noticed that despite the darkening of Imogene's glans, her husky member had retained its pale shade, unlike Bridget's. Turning to view the clutter on one of the desk's 'arms', Bridget picked up her belongings that were moved to the side when she was pushed onto it. She rescued the few untouched items and left the precum-soaked ones on the ground. Placing her hands on the desk, Bridget maneuvered herself onto it, her chest colliding first, followed by her jiggly posterior. She flipped onto her back with a squish, attempting to make herself comfortable on the slick desk, her legs dangling over the edge.

Imogene lurched in the direction of Bridget, angling her body so as not to damage the smaller woman, her whale-sized erection swaying threateningly, capable of tearing apart anything it touched. [End of paraphrased text.]

Quietly, Imogene bent down and kissed the Overseer once more. It was challenging to remain in this position, keeping her extra-long member parallel to the redhead's body, but she was resolute. Imogene's lips met Bridget's in a passionate kiss, her tongue twirling around inside, both women gasping for air. Imogene's hands started to touch the higher-up supervisor, cupping one of her breasts like Bridget had done to her genitals.

To prepare Bridget for the upcoming experience, Imogene kissed down her neck. Bridget wiggled under Imogene's oral stimulation, placing a hand on the back of Imogene's head, holding her blonde locks, panting heavily. She wasn't sure whether her resident had exceptional skills or if it was the lack of physical affection she'd experienced, but Bridget was absolutely enjoying what was being done to her. Imogene nibbled, licked, and kissed her way further down the redhead's neck, eventually reaching her chest.

This part was more for Imogene's pleasure than anything else; she was finally about to suck one of Bridget's erect nipples. The Overseer groaned loudly as her fat pink nub found itself between Imogene's lips. Sucking on the swollen nipple, Imogene cooed in enjoyment, her mouth filled with its firmness, potentially suckling actual milk in the future. Switching between breasts, this decisively well-endowed individual granted them equal attention, only stopping once the very top of Bridget's breasts were dripping with her saliva.

Imogene then explored the rest of Bridget's body, traveling down her flat belly - which wouldn't be so flat after all this action - until she reached her beautiful face. She positioned herself at the end of the desk, positioning her head between the Overseer's thighs, inhaling Bridget's feminine scent. Fuck, she smelled so wonderful! She then licked her way down Bridget's tight opening, lavishing her with stimulation. She inserted a precum-covered finger into her, stretching her depths out in preparation for something much, much larger.

Bridget was on the verge of climaxing herself! The combination of Imogene's tongue and fingers was driving her wild, her legs tensing next to her lover's head, her full legs quivering around her skull. She writhed, her hands gripping the sides of the desk, her back arching. Oh my goodness, she'd missed this so much - something she'd never publicly admit. Her fluids dripped against Imogene's lips, her clit throbbing insistently whenever Imogene's tongue brushed against it.

Just as she was about to experience an instant orgasm, Imogene stopped, sat up, and licked her lips.

"I think you're all set now!" Imogene declared, holding her enormous cock overhead. "Do you need anything else before we get started?"

Bridget raised her sweaty head.

"I... think I'm okay. Do you think this will, um, work?"

"I'm certain it will, trust me! Just spread your legs as wide as you can and I'll take care of the rest."

"Alright."

As Bridget pulled her legs apart, Imogene found her spot. She marched across the room, her cock covering the distance between them as though it were nothing. Bridget stared in awe at the massive length blocking her view of the monitors hiding a potential secret door. Imogene's urethra alone was as large as the whole of the Overseer's sex, like it was supposed to be Bridget doing the penetrating instead of the reversed scenario.

Rubbing her massive penis, Imogene shared her precum with Bridget's slit, making it glisten with her copious secretions. Bridget moaned, pushing her hips back and forth, letting the hot, viscous liquid stimulate her clit and previously unfulfilled vagina. It only took a few moments before her entire crotch seemed to disappear under the glistening liquid, engulfed by her lover's wet secretions. Imogene grazed her cockhead against Bridget's opening multiple times more, rubbing her tip against the Overseer's folds.

"H-Here we go!" Imogene warned Bridget of her impending penetration, leaning down to look at her from above, her cock dominating her view. "Just, um, hold on!"

"I... got it."

Breathe deeply, Imogene cautiously started intertwining; even though she had intimate encounters just a few times prior, she realized if she rushed things, her partner was reluctant to continue. She gripped the root of her penis tightly, Imogene made a shallow thrust of her hips, the tip of her glans widening Bridget's swollen petals. Sensing Bridget's tension, Imogene knew she would view it differently in a minute!

Steadily, she inched forward, nibbling her crown against the Overseer's opening. For a minute, she remained motionless, waiting for her head to nestle into Bridget's cavernous abyss. Then, action was taken, pressing her cockhead into Bridget's sex; Bridget groaned painfully, her body trembling against her thighs. This couldn't possibly be real... could it be?

Methodically, Imogene continued pushing her cockhead into Bridget's sex. With a minute-paced pace, she slightly stretched her foe, nudging her lips apart. Her ground-level view was hindered by her giant penis - but still, the feeling of Bridget's depths, exhilarating - undeniable. She could contain her cockhead with less than half inside the Overseer when her glans met with an intensive tightness and warmth, Bridget's arousal streams covering Imogene's shaft, enhancing her pleasure. Imogene was desperate to submerge her entire cock into Bridget!

Losing patience, Imogene focused on swiftly burrowing the entire head of her cock deeper into the Overseer. Pushing forward by a step, the top of Imogene's dick hit the limits of Bridget's gapping sex; Bridget strained, physical pain tormented her, but the feeling was a paradox of agony and ecstasy. Her lungs were empty, a scream of pure exasperation escaped her lips as her hips trembled from the mind-boggling intrusion. And still, no one would hear the fuss from their office off.

Bridget was close to blacking out! That Imogene's gargantuan tool managed to enter her in the first place was astounding, but her insane pleasure, something else! Sporting raw agony coupled with blissful sensations, Bridget was left in a miscontrolled moan, instinctively trying to pull away from the relentless invader, but to no avail. The Overseer was completely overwhelmed, her vulva secured by Imogene's formidable member.

Imogene paused, hoping for Bridget to build up objections, but none came.

Grinning at Bridget's apparent sexual bliss, Imogene knew she had this trick in the bag. The Overseer was under her control! In response, Imogene extended her hips, thrusting a few inches of her monstrous penis into the middle of Bridget's cunt, pushing some meaty hoops into the Overseer's sex. Bridget howled, turning her head brutally, her body heaving.

Imogene smirked. Being fucked by a futa was a torrid journey, evident by Bridget's sexually heightened status. But her moves were relentlessly wiped out by Imogene, with only her back and forth thrashing motion working against her hips. Enormous, Imogene's foreskin probed Bridget, dragging Bridget's arousal out while nestling closer to her well-lubricated muscles. A sound escaped from Imogene's lips in a low growl, pure satisfaction. Indeed, the clash was audible.

Imogene fucked Bridget with the meager fragment of her enormous endowment, she blubbered out begging, her shuddering tied to moans of pain, ecstasy, horror, and pleasure. She went wild, violently thrusting with loud, stream-snapping squelches, her gaping hole helping to grease her glans and throbbing skull with her juices. Cum soon covered Bridget's gaping sex, marking her as finished.

Imogene ramped up her relentless pounding, going from small thrusts to deeper, harder ones. Time and time again, she rammed her massive pole through Bridget's cunt, stretching her limits. With each stroke, her lips were forced to spread wide, almost touching her thighs. It didn't take long before she felt the head of her cock hit a barrier, something she'd encountered before but never pondered its identity. Imogene withdrew until only the tip remained inside of Bridget, then slammed back in, breaking through the mysterious blockade.

The redhead flailed wildly for a moment before regaining control, her expression filled with insanity.

"My cervix...!"

"Oh, so now you're going to be inseminating me?"

"You just broke my cervix!" Bridget screamed, trying to convey the gravity of her situation. "That means I'm pregnant now, which can't be good!"

"Well, I'm going to be fucking you then!" Imogene shouted back, resuming her thrusts. Bridget's head slammed against the desk with a thud, moans escaping her lips yet again.

It felt incredible! And yet, it didn't make sense - having a cock so large that it made giving birth seem minor shouldn't bring her pleasure, but here she was. Having her cervix split and womb penetrated almost made Bridget cum instantly. Instead, Imogene's renewed thrusts brought the Overseer over the edge, her back arching off the desk as she experienced a mind-shattering orgasm. As she recovered, Bridget jerked her hips off the desk, her torso arched upward. She was impaled with a mind-blowing climax, the pain giving way to an intense, unrelenting orgasm. Her pussy tightened around Imogene's cock, gripping it like a glove before her orgasm sent a blast of feminine fluid flying into the air and onto the futa's member.

Unrelenting, Imogene forced even more of her gargantuan length into Bridget's womb, the head of her cock banging against the back wall. This had a surprising effect, adding even more inches to the futa's dick that were now clearly visible through Bridget's stomach. The imprint of Imogene's penis stretched and deformed the voluptuous woman's flesh, altering her body to mirror her monstrous lover.

This was business as usual for Imogene, but a shocking sight for Bridget. She stared in horror at her stomach, watching the silhouette of Imogene's cock emerge, fighting to break through her skin like a venomous snake. The veins in her futa lover's shaft stood out clearly, and the distension was marked clearly against her belly, roughly the size of her waist.

For Imogene, it was all in a day's work, the mark of her cock against another's skin a normal sight. She didn't even skip a beat, continuing to fill Bridget's womanhood with her long-denied satisfaction. Her cockhead smashed into the Overseer's cervix's roof, sending further inches of her massive dick into Bridget's depths. Her swollen glans raised with each thrust, the scent of completion heavy in the air. Imogene groaned in bliss, the urge she'd held back for so long finally being fulfilled.

"As I told you, It was possible!" she cried out in triumph, relishing the knowledge she'd proven Bridget wrong. "It feels great, doesn't it? You've already cum once, so I already know the answer to that!"

"Oh my..." Bridget whimpered, her head hung low, "So much of it..."

"That's what I thought!"

Imogene accelerated. She was still a few feet away from Bridget, but she was fucking her like they were back to back. Her fingers grasped what they could reach on her massive cock, holding it down to avoid accidentally bucking inside her. Although her thrusts were quick, Imogene's movement was impeded by the two massive balls hanging from her groin. They'd grown so big that now they were almost as long as her legs and much wider than her waist.

But these weren't just for decoration. Untold gallons of cum churned through their depths, while each second more of her wigglers were being created. Pulsing and groaning, Imogene's balls seemed to be alive, the constant churning so intense that it nearly threw her off balance. It had been a long time since her balls had expanded so much, and it was probably due to how aroused she was now - a fact that also determined the amount of cum she produced.

Bridget couldn't help but note the effect on her body. Her belly was swollen, her skin distorted by the constant stream of Imogene's hot sperm filling her womb. Strangely, she found it pleasant, this moaning like a slut was hard to resist. Another orgasm was imminent.

The shaft of Imogene's cock had reached Bridget's chest. This gave her the added bonus of her penis being titfucked by Bridget's huge tits while she continued to thrust. She was embracing the futanari, her thighs spreading wide, rubbing her arms together and squeezing her breasts against Imogene's rigid shaft as best she could. The futanari punched harder, driving her monstrous dong deeper into Bridget's womb.

She was determined to hilt her enormous willie all the way inside of Bridget, no matter how long it took!

Imogene took deep breaths, trying to control her body. The sheer pleasure of fucking the redhead was overwhelming, but she had to hold back, only orgasming when they were pressed crotches. Bridget's soft folds rippled around her enormous girth, unable to stop or slow down even if she tried. With every thrust, her delicate entrance was replaced by a deep, cavernous hole, never to be the same again.

Her large tits rebounded with each impact. Their movement reminded Imogene of white pillows, shaking from the force of her thrusts. Her fingers traced the changing shape of Bridget's stomach, rounding out from both her cock and the sperm filling her belly. Her back arched, sending her butt swaying from side to side.

As the sperm in her cock continued to rocket onto her cock, she imagined their bodies becoming one, their pulsing cocks touching as they panted and moaned in unison. Her head dropped onto Bridget's shoulder, eyes half-closed, as her hips met each thrust with her pelvic bone. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and her breath quickened into a steady pant. The future of their interaction was unknown, but this moment was magical, emotional.

Suddenly, Imogene gasped, the pleasure of Bridget's deep vagina and her own climax approaching, the universe disappearing into a moment of pleasure and ecstasy. Promptly disintegrating her resistance, she quickly drove her colossal manhood into Bridget's abdomen for a short time before hilting her entire body within her. Their bodies now entangled in an unyielding embrace, the sensations melded into pleasure that surrounded them. Still panting, they looked at each other, just as one with feelings of love and desire revealed in their eyes. It was only the beginning.

However, the story doesn't end there. With her whole manhood inside of Bridget, her sperm continued to fill her womb as if nothing happened. Imogene stared at her massive balls, her spent cum having turned back into the watery substance from before. Bridget found her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling in rhythmic sync with their entwined groin.

Clearly, this wasn't the end. But for now, they enjoyed the moment, positioned in such a way as if they formed a single entity. The afterglow flowed through them, filling them with warmth, love, and thankfulness. What a perfect, indistinguishable merging of two beautiful souls. United in one body... Incredibly, oddly, and undeniably beautiful.

"We're halfway done!" Imogene announced triumphantly. Her face was beaded with sweat as she happily continued, "The rest will be a piece of cake... I hope."

Bridget tried to raise her head to see what the girl was talking about, but was abruptly stopped by her forehead colliding with something.

Trying to focus her eyes - which she had to roll back into place - Bridget struggled to make sense of what she was witnessing. It was only after a few moments that she realized what was in front of her. It was the same color as her skin, but it was not something that belonged to her. Oh my goodness, it was Imogene's cock! Or rather, the impression of Imogene's cock that was now pressing against her face, forcing her skin to stretch further than it was ever meant to, deforming Bridget's entire appearance. Another impossible reality.

Bridget couldn't believe the sight before her, and her mind was struggling to process what she was seeing. In her shock, Bridget had no choice but to give into yet another orgasm! She screamed at the shocking image of Imogene's dick, expelling all the air from her lungs in a shrill cry, her pussy contracting and then gushing her arousal at everything in front of it. Imogene was now close enough that her stomach was splashed with the Overseer's fluids, moaning as the liquid coated her. Her climax lasted for several seconds, leaving the redhead weak and gasping, with Bridget completely ravaged by the immense force of her climax.

The only thing Bridget could do after that was lie there and allow Imogene's aggressive penetration. She could feel every aspect of what was happening to her - the way her pussy and canal were brutally assaulted, the crushing of her womb into a new, bizarre shape, the relentless 'throbs' emanating from Imogene's cock that were causing her inner walls to vibrate like the butt of a battery-powered vibrator. As her mind started to fog over, she couldn't help but question how much cock she would be able to take, how long it would last, and how many more orgasms she would experience before the entire ordeal came to an end.

Only time would provide the answers!

Imogene came closer and closer to Bridget with every thrust of her monstrous manhood, each penetration causing Bridget's body to jerk back and forth across the desk. She was almost within reach of touching Bridget - but she hadn't quite reached that spot just yet! Sheraw thickness plowed miserably into her vagina, scourging Bridget like she had done something to make the hyper-horny female angry. Cum oozed into her from a seemingly limitless supply, further exciting Imogene and causing her to squeeze Bridget's pussy walls even harder. Bridget climaxed again, the duo soon losing track of how many clit orgasms they had experienced.

Imogene's testicles were dragging against the floor now. The balls on her humongous cock were so enlarged that she was in danger of tripping over them and her massive orbs. She thought that they would never be fully engorged before! The numerous bulging veins on her rock-hard cock pulsed violently, sticking out from her member, the ones drilling into Bridget's cunt scraping and rubbing against her inner-walls, pressing down on her canal and every sexual-stimulating nerve inside of her. Pussy juice seeped out of the Overseer's pussy even when she wasn't in the midst of another orgasm, a filthy, mixed puddle of fluids accumulating around the desk.

A few more thrusts and Imogene was now kneeling in the pool of precum and female fluids. The tent Imogene's cock made in Bridget's body continued to expand further and further past the brunette's dreadlocks - and this just served to further incite Imogene to plow harder than ever into the sexy doctor! With a fierce grunt, Imogene surged her hips, pounding as roughly as she had ever pounded into Bridget.

Imogene no longer cared about anything other than thrusting her pelvis against the redhead. Each thrust pushed extra inches into the Overseer while Imogene forcibly shoved her fat female fucker deeper inside Bridget's womb. Her face turned tomato red and dripped with sweat as her entire body was coated in a mixture of pussy juice and precum, with her own fluids being sprayed from Bridget's sex with enough force to reach her own crotch. With each thrust, she lost more control and finally screamed in ecstasy upon reaching her goal, with her balls smacking hard against the desk, causing items to fall to the floor.

She had done it - she was fully inside! "Yes! Fuck!" Imogene cried out, holding her position, her blonde hair entangled with Bridget's ginger bush, "You took it all! I-I did it!"

Bridget, drained of strength, had limp limbs hanging like wet noodles on the side of the desk.

"Well done, Bridget! Now it's time to actually impregnate you!"

Grabbing Bridget's massive breasts in her small hands, Imogene held them against herself, grunting as they tightly compressed her manhood. Bridget received only a few seconds of reprieve before Imogene resumed her passionate fucking. She moved her hips frantically back and forth, slamming against the Overseer's while grinding her crotch against her.

Bridget could no longer concentrate, as her body teetered on the edge of unconsciousness. Her eyes anesthetized by non-stop climaxes, she only noticed her twisted figure splitting her view in half. The immense bulge of Imogene's cock filled her vision, making her insides feel like they were being crushed by its sheer size. However, she felt elated at the intensity of pleasure overpowering any lingering pain.

As Bridget's organs were shoved aside, she suffered little more than a slight ache in her cunt muscles, clamping and spasming around Imogene's pole involuntarily. Even her clit was enjoying the pleasure, constant stimulation from Imogene's abnormally large cock.

A rush of energy from Imogene's impending climax intensified. Her pelvis struck Bridget's body violently, causing the monitor to tip, shattering on the ground when it landed. Although she couldn't focus on anything other than the intense, thrilling sensations cascading over her, Imogene couldn't ignore the wreckage of the monitor. "Take it, Dr. Walsh!" she shouted, pounding herself into Bridget with every fiber of her being. "I'm almost there! I'm going to fill you up so fucking pregnant!"

Imogene pumped wholeheartedly, clenching her fists into Bridget's flesh and spilling precum into her, causing a thick liquid expansion. Bridget's belly swelled to otherworldly proportions, making her already bizarre figure appear even more out of this world. Could her womb handle the pressure from Imogene's colossal member? The thought scarcely registered in her mind. All she sensed was the excess of pleasure. Stretched. Filled. And, of course, amazing!

"Gonna fill you up soon! Pregnant!" Imogene growled as she neared her orgasm, hitting Bridget with the force of a woman possessed. Her tongue flopped out her open mouth, her eyes darting between Bridget's bouncing buttocks, collapsing breasts, and expanding waistline. Already fantasizing about the redhead's pregnancy, she could only think about the joy of giving birth to Imogene's children. With one last surge of energy, she escalated to orgasm, marking Bridget's form with the indelible impression of a true futanari.

Imogene pulsed inside Bridget, freed from mounting sexual pressure, leaving both women panting, sweaty, and glistening. On the verge of escaping into a blissful slumber, its sentient consciousness halted as Bridget's womb flinched in pain. Yet, even in pain, Bridget felt elation at the thought of becoming a mother. The first stirrings of new life had begun.

As Bridget and Imogene lay upon the splintered remains of the Overseer's desk, immersed in the indescribable joy of their newfound love and impending motherhood, the two had already forgotten about the shattered monitor and were lost in one another's arms.

Imogene's balls made a louder noise than usual against the floor, trembling as if they were about to burst. Her erection became even more rigid than before and felt like it could support tons of weight. Feeling the urge to cum floating in the air, her body started to shake from uncontrollable lust. The sight of it made her think that this might be the biggest load she'd ever expelled.

She managed to shove the whole length of her magnificent member into Bridget, grabbing her waist in the process. Bringing her closer, their bodies seemed to become one, her breaths louder and louder. Her climax was imminent, drool running down the sides of her lips, and her eyes wide open.

The poor woman lost control over her vocal cords: "Fuck me, pregnant!" She gasped between pants, "Show me your power!"

Imogene’s body started shaking, her mind on the verge of losing consciousness. Her cock throbbed within Bridget who, at that moment, might have been unconscious. A bloodcurdling scream was heard as she reached her orgasm. Trembling, her balls lifted, rising to her knees before falling back onto the floor with force, causing the room to quake. Her massive dick jerked within her, causing her partner's body to bounce off the desk several times.

A huge geiser of cum was launched from Imogene's pulsating urethra, the spray hitting the back wall of Bridget's womb audible in the silence of the office. Her stomach expanded, making her appear more like a giant penis than a human. An inexplicable need took over the woman, and she began filling Bridget with her potent juices. Her waist cinched due to her swollen stomach, preventing her from wrapping her arms around it. Her bellybutton popped out, and her womb was losing elasticity like an overstretched rubber band.

Through it all, Imogene’s cock continued to discharge its sperm. The Overseer's body was becoming gigantic at an unprecedented rate, the blood vessels on her surface were visible, and the futa had trouble seeing anything above her partner's thighs. Seconds passed between her orgasms. Bridget's midsection bulged as the futa continued to expel her seed, eventually covering it and pinning her to the desk. The heavyweight desk creaked and groaned under the increased pressure.

That is what happened during the futa's first ejaculation.

Imogene’s climax had no intention of ending there. More waves of buckling eruptions shook her body, with her grunts becoming louder and louder. Each blast was more potent than the last, filling the abdomen of her victim and stretching her skin beyond her limits. The futa's every orgasm was thunderous, each one a perfect shot into her partner's womb. Bridget's breasts jiggled on her face and hid her partner's cock in her abdomen as the last bits of her huge, swollen stomach ballooned up.

Imogene's legs spasmed, legs slammed against the wood as the futa's seed splatted her stretched skin, and her groin heaved until it seemed as if her sagging testicles might stretch off her legs. Her thighs bulged and her pantyhose ripped from the pressure. Bridget's corpulent stomach was distended to the point of being unrecognizable. Her body hung from the desk, lifeless yet submerged in cum. Even her stretched arms were held to the table.

The effects of Imogene's unbelievable seed were evident, her insatiable need to impregnate Bridget had taken hold. Layer after layer of cum was spied pushing up Bridget's body, steadily and unfortunately obstructing the view of the woman's genitalia. It was visibly lessening while her cum landed down and out of sight. Her waist and hips expanded, too, making her appear like a blood red, oftentimes deranged object from out of this world. There was nothing left of the woman except for parts of her face that peeped out of rivers of semen.

Imogene had no intention of stopping; she continued shooting strand after strand of semen into behalf of her pregnancy.

Bridget lost consciousness during the initial blast of pleasure, overwhelmed by the overwhelming joy she experienced. The last thing she remembered was feeling Imogene's semen coating the insides of her, replacing the liquid that had already filled her. The futa's sperm was so strong that it even seemed to reach her fallopian tubes, inseminating her directly, making her ovaries throb and release more eggs. That's where she blacked out.

Both women continued to climax amid the humid office, with the air becoming even more moist from the fluid being shot about. Despite Bridget's growing stomach sagging over the sides of her body, her stretched-out cunt kept spraying out her slippery fluids, covering Imogene in her own cum. This didn't affect Imogene's ability to keep cumming, as there was more sperm in Bridget than she was releasing from her pussy.

When things started to get too intense, Imogene pulled back, knowing that if she inflated Bridget too much, she might burst with all the cum inside her. Watching Bridget's body creak as it filled with semen, Imogene lifted her head to see the progress. The sight of this sent her into another orgasm, causing her to shoot her cock harder and faster into the Overseer. She came so powerfully that she exceeded her own expectations of how much she could ejaculate, never before seeing someone so thoroughly disfigured by an orgasm!

To withdraw from Bridget was an arduous task. It wasn't easy to free such a large cock from a mucus-filled opening. But she managed to pull it out, waddling around as her balls hummed with the remaining reserves of cum. When her giant cock popped free of Bridget's stretched-out hole, Imogene groaned with pleasure as she pulled it out inch by inch. As she stepped away, her balls started rumbling, still releasing a torrent of cream.

After waddling across the room, she finally managed to free herself of Bridget. Unfortunately, she couldn't stop her cock from shooting cum into the air. It sprayed across the ceiling, effectively ruining the lights. Bending her cock down, Imogene found herself aiming it at Bridget's cum-drenched pussy, creating a waterfall of cum that gushed back into her hole. The hot, thick cum sticked to her thighs and stomach, making them look like a mess of goo.

Shaking her cock, Imogene covered Bridget in cum from head to toe, even reaching her other surfaces like the walls, the blinds and her desk. Cum filled the entire office, making Bridget its canvas. There was no way to avoid the mess created by this over-the-top orgasm. Even if her brain were working, she would have felt sorry for the person who would end up cleaning it all up.

For most of us, this would probably have been the end. Bridget had become a shining example of the human body's capacity to receive something powerful. And Imogene had experienced one of the most intense orgasms she had ever given. But for some obscene reason, they still didn't want to stop.

Not wanting to lose all of her sperm tonight, Imogene moved her cock to Bridget's stomach. Her hammering climax poured its load into the gyrating, jiggling mass. While Bridget's body was seemingly covered from head to toe in sperm, there was still more cum flowing out of her. Imogene was determined to fill her up until there was no more cum left.

Being careful not to inflate Bridget to the point of exploding, she forced herself to go even deeper - in her own defenseless hole. The very idea should have felt humiliating, but Imogene was so into her powerful forces that the prospect of pumping even more sperm into her orgasming lover sounded like a challenge to be won.

Her cock felt like it was about to crack from how hard it was bucking inside Bridget. A burning desire built up in Imogene to cum countless times, even to make Bridget's head burst and release fresh new eggs, getting herself fertile again to carry a whole litter.

Her intensity intensified as she found herself almost panting with excitement. Imogene continued to pound away while Bridget was lost in her own cock-induced state. Her red, warm hole pumped more and more endlessly from herself, making it impossible for her to keep treating its insides with rays of powerful pleasure.

And the fun didn't end there. Imogene rubbed her breasts while she worked her cock into her partner, causing even more exquisite bliss. This made her mound just as hot in his hands as her stomach, her belly became even bigger, eventually swallowing her arms and pussy.

Moving to Bridget's head, Imogene covered her in cum. The lumps of cum formed their own mountains there, with a hot, thick wave of her ejaculate passing from her pussy soaked lips to her forehead. Her forehead was thick with cum when it slowly slowed down, allowing for her body to reshape itself around the futanari, turning her into an inverted pyramid covered in body fluids.

Then her cock sprung back into life. It sent streams of cum shooting out, covering every inch of the room before shooting into Bridget's now-empty pussy, refilling it with cum as much as possible. Minute after minute, peddling her piston dick, Imogene fucked her partner, making her more and more filled and expanded.

Finally satisfied with how filled she was, Imogene pulled out. The thick fluid she had hanged from her cock strings was the last proof of what had just gone down. It started flowing down, forming another wave of semen on Bridget, covering her, protecting her from any outside force.

Instead, she wallowed in her peak, flooding the office more, smearing everything in her lover's way with her bodily fluids. She panted heavily as she lazily played with her sensitive member, content for the moment, enjoying the ride of the long-lasting orgasm she experienced; she just wished she had something to sit on, all the chairs in the room toppled over by one of her ejaculatory sprays. But there wouldn't be any complaints from the transgirl - she was just overwhelmed by the fact she had achieved her plan and secured a future for herself in Vault 62!

The rest of her climax continued in the same manner.

She covered Bridget's body, replacing her naturally pale complexion with a thicker layer of white, enhancing the thickness of the LTSD leader. Imogene was surprised the desk didn't collapse under her, assuming it would have buckled from the excessive liquid added to it. Everything else had been ruined or immersed in her semen, including herself! Despite being meters away from the emission point, her body was still covered in cum - droplets raining back onto her, blotches of semen dropping from her fatigued figure.

Bridget's stomach had slimmed down slightly now that it wasn't getting a direct blast of semen. A massive flood of cum poured from her vagina, sloshing onto the floor right below her and increasing the depth of the semen swimming in the room. However, her body was still hideously grotesque by any standards, wider than any human could handle, so large it would have likely reached the ground if the Overseer could stand up. Her belly sloshed with every breath she took - reminding Imogene that the Overseer was alive - shaking with the energy of the huge sundae she had become.

Minute after minute passed, and only then did Imogene's orgasm begin to slow. Her rock-hard member stayed upright, stubbornly refusing to relax even as her climax did; Imogene could have kept going for several sessions in a row without needing a break, just as she'd planned to with Bridget! Her ejaculations became less intense but continued pouring out on the ankle-deep puddle of glop, spattering onto the slime-coated floor whenever they didn't reach the Overseer. Imogene waited until her emissions became a dribble - still dripping from her exposed urethra - until she checked on Bridget.

Breathing and stretching, Imogene approached the comatose woman, her steps growing stuck in the semen.

"Time to wake up!" She tugged on Bridget's shoulders, attempting to revive the woman, "Come on, you're still conscious, right? Say something!"

It took a while, but Bridget's eyes eventually opened, peeking through her glued-shut eyelids.

"What...?" She croaked, coughing the semen from her lips, "What happened?"

"You collapsed from me! Don't worry, it's a common occurrence."

Imogene chuckled.

"And I would say the impregnation was definitely a success!"

Bridget blinked at the transwoman, uncertain of her meaning - until she saw herself!

"G-Good grief..."

The only thing that Bridget could see when she looked ahead was the colossal mass that had become her stomach! Even her deformed breasts were obscured by her swollen body - her massive body pressing outward like a weighted sack. Her torso barely resembled what it used to look like, now arcing upwards like a mountain of gelatin, so wide that it took her several seconds to even grasp that she was looking at part of her body. It was like she was staring at some kind of enormous, gooey beach ball - which wasn't an exaggeration considering her belly had evolved into one!

As she watched her altered figure, Bridget could feel the sensation returning to her. She was suddenly aware of how sore her vagina was, her inner walls completely slack from being pounded by such a massive member, the slightest movements sending pleasure tingles through her damaged vaginal walls. Most worryingly, Bridget thought she could sense her conception happening as it occurred, as if she could see Imogene's sperm fertilizing her eggs one by one. Bridget would probably bet her career she was carrying Imogene's children!

Her entire body was hurting – from the part of her that clearly got the worst of Imogene's relentless raping, to her toes, and even her limbs that didn't do much during the whole ordeal were drained as if she'd just finished intense military training. She couldn't move at all; she was way too heavy from the hefty amount of virility filling her womb, finding it difficult even to lift her arm or leg. Bridget glanced at her swollen body and then at Imogene, amazed at how much the resident had changed her life, practically destroying her like an atomic bomb.

But despite the agony, Bridget felt fantastic! Despite the swarming orgasmic sensations scrambles her mind, she was filled with joy, an emotion she hadn't felt in years, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders – even though the opposite was actually happening physically. Vault's 62 goal might have been redirected to another, surprising path, but it was still resulting in the same outcomes, and maybe even exceeding them because of the towering powerhouse standing before her. There was hope for the future, and that hope looked bright.

Plus, Bridget had more orgasms during that one sex session than she had in her entire life, which also brightened her mood.

"That was..." Bridget confessed, turning her gaze back to Imogene, "absolutely incredible! And I think I actually am pregnant – it would be almost impossible for me not to be! I agreed to let you inseminate the other residents, so..."

Imogene grinned smugly.

"So, do you approve of me impregnating the others?"

Bridget nodded.

"Yes, I think that's the best option, and I'm not a woman who goes back on her promises. Of course, we need to discuss some things first, and make sure I'm truly pregnant. But we'll work it out. I'm unclear about whether you sabotaged the vault's Cryo Sperm Banks or not, but at least you've given me a way out of the problem. When I'm more... presentable, we can get down to business."

"Great, but we can hold off on the business discussion for now..."

Imogene suddenly tilted her hips to the side, bringing her enormous endowment right over Bridget's face.

"... until I'm done with you!"

Bridget started to gasp for air, realizing that maybe she'd bitten off more than she could chew.

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