Pompey's Ascension: Chapter 2
Pompey sat on what would soon be her bed in her soon-to-be room, wrapped in a wet towel and nursing a cup of hot cocoa between her two middle hands. She'd just finished showering with Amada, who had been cleaning her up following the chaos they'd caused in the kitchen mere minutes earlier. Amada was now in her room, getting ready for bed, letting Pompey ponder the situation between them.
A few more minutes passed, and the door opened again. Amada entered dressed in a pretty, sheer pink bathrobe that touched the ground, her four nipples standing out proudly. Pompey tried to avert her eyes but couldn't help but look down.
"Hey," Amada said, attempting to sound neutral. "How are you feeling?" Pompey tried her best not to focus on the ample cleavage visible in front of her. "I feel... good," she replied.
Amada made her way to the bed, plopping down on the opposite side. The force of her landing sent Pompey a foot into the air before she settled back on the mattress. They both laughed a bit before Amada questioned Pompey once more.
"So, what did you think of your first orgasm?" asked Amada, grinning.
Pompey turned a fiery red and took a sip of her drink. "It was fantastic," she replied, staring at her hooves. "But it was also a bit unsettling."
Amada nodded in understanding. "My first time was scary too, but you get the hang of it. You'll feel comfortable having sex with anyone. You'll gain confidence, and you'll soon have other people – be they pigs or not – in your bed."
Pompey murmured, "Thanks..."
Amada took one of Pompey's hands, and they held it for a moment.
"Listen, it's early morning right now, and I'm already late for work. Tomorrow you have an orientation to attend. But feel free to do anything you want while I'm gone. If you're still asleep when I get back tonight, I'll wake you up and get you ready," Amada explained.
Then, she leaned over and kissed Pompey on the cheek. Pompey's face flushed as she watched Amada strut out of the room. Her eyes were drawn to the bathrobe, noticing the impressive outline of Amada's backside. Amada blew her a kiss as she exited the house. Pompey couldn't peel her gaze away.
After a brief moment, she lay on the bed and examined the wooden ceiling above her until her upper left arm drifted to her face. Once again, her mind raced.
"99," she mused. "What does it mean, and why did it disappear when we... you know?" She wondered if there was some sort of consequence when the number reached zero.
Distracted, she turned her gaze to her bedside table and noticed a book. "The Art of Desire."
Pompey stared at the cover, unsure of what she had just read. She was certain, however, that this was a guide related to their recent activities. Realizing she'd need to learn more about "secks" to become good at it, she opened the book and began reading intently, as if cramming for a last-minute exam.
This young girl devours any literature that could possibly benefit her in the future: oral, anal, vaginal, blowjobs, nipple play, docking - the list goes on and on. The pages of the book are filled with concepts she never even considered performing with another person. She starts to feel a tingling in her pussy, just like when she was with Amada. She became so engrossed in the material that she would have been masturbating if she wasn't trying so hard to remember it all. She continues reading and reading and reading... *The next day*Casper wakes up to Amada softly shaking her shoulder. "It's time to get up, Casper. You slept through the entire day yesterday," she says with a chuckle. Casper yawns and stretches her arms into a star shape before swinging her legs off the bed. "Okay..." she mumbles. Amada gets up and hands her a purple linen shirt that has been modified to fit Casper's arms and brown linen pants that reach her ankles. "Wear these. You'll need to change into clean clothes for your orientation, and the carriage is nearly here." Amada exits the room, and Casper starts to get dressed. Once she finishes, she notices the clothes fit her quite well, but her pants were a bit loose around her waist. After putting on the outfit, Casper heads downstairs where a huge breakfast awaits her again. Casper and Amada gorge themselves on food before heading outside for the day. Casper looks up and sees that the sky is turning into a bluish green, with clouds moving slowly across it. There's a massive ball of light that hurts her eyes when she looks directly at it.
As it's now daytime, she sees her fellow townspeople heading to work. They're all attractive in their own way. Some are thin, some are chubby, some have huge breasts, and some have large bulges in their crotches. They're all stunning in their own unique ways. The only thing that differs between them is their massive behinds that jiggle with every step they take. A woman passes by and Casper swears she could hear a smacking sound coming from her butt as she walked past. They continue on until they reach a yellow flag with a long, reinforced bench beneath it. They wait here for her carrier, when suddenly her hooves begin to shake. She turns her head to see a large yellow carriage with 10 centipedes supporting it, slowing down to a stop at the flag.
The carriage is enormous; it's 50 feet tall, 200 feet long, and 50 feet wide, with a covering roof throughout. "Wow," Casper thought, "that's why the streets are like 400 feet wide." When the carriage comes to a complete halt, Amada taps Casper's shoulder to get her attention. "I'm sorry I can't come with you." Casper looks at her, puzzled. "Why not?" "Because my boyfriend is arriving in town, and I need to meet him at the house. Also, I'm not allowed to attend the orientation with you. You'll be fine. When you get there, they'll show you where to go." Casper nods, unsure. Amada leans in for a brief kiss on Casper's cheek. "I'll be home cooking lunch. Relax. Enjoy yourself!"
With that, Amada returns to the house, leaving Casper by the yellow flag. "Hey kid, are you coming or not?" a coachman in a seat controls the centipedes. Casper quickly apologizes and climbs into the carriage. Inside, it feels incredibly spacious. The walls have pigs as seats, and each side has large windows. The centipedes up front start to move quickly. Casper feels herself being propelled forward before she grabs two seats to regain her balance.
Inside, the carriage is massive. The chairs lined against the walls are filled with pigs and the windows on the sides are enormous.
Pompey searched for a seat on the crowded carriage. First, she chose a spot next to a tall adult pig but was promptly rejected. "Find a different spot, sweetheart." She moved on to another woman, "No way, hun; try somewhere else." confused, she tried one more time. "Go away."
After several attempts, Pompey became dismayed. Pigs were usually known for their friendly nature, so she was shocked by their rudeness. She finally managed to find a spot at the rear of the carriage, where two large pigs sat. The first one was a woman reading a book, using her enormous chest as a cushion. Her breasts were enormous and bouncy, defying gravity despite not wearing a bra. The other pig had a huge backside but was quite skinny when compared. She was brushing her short hair as she chatted with her friend.
Pompey introduced herself, but they ignored her. With no other choice, she sat between them, feeling their bodies constantly jostle and rub against her. The skinnier pig next to her couldn't hold back her laughter, finding the situation amusing. The reading pig didn't even bat an eyelash, only glancing at Pompey with a smile before focusing on her book.
Pompey sat in silence, taking in the strange happenings around her. She couldn't deny her growing arousal as a massive amount of flesh brushed against her legs. She decided to start a conversation with the two pigs. "So, umm, do you girls know any tips about this realm?" she asked, nervously.
The glasses-wearing pig closed her book, lifting it from her cleavage to look at Pompey. "This is paradise, sweetie. You haven't lived until you've had sex." The skinny pig chuckled. "Don't worry about what she said. It's true you haven't experienced everything in this realm, but not everything is about sex."
Pompey could tell the skinny pig was trying to comfort her after witnessing so many rejections, so she smiled. "Yeah. I guess you're right. I just need to see the friendly side of people."
The carriage suddenly stopped, and the coachman shouted "TOWN HALL." Pompey's destination was reached, so she prepared to leave. "It was nice meeting you two. Let's keep in touch later."
With a bright smile on her face, Pompey turned around to find herself surrounded by a sea of pigs, all standing and displaying their genitals. She froze in shock as they mocked her. "Come on, girl, you're going to be late!"
As she feared, she was going to be late for the orientation. Pompey finally gathered her courage and pushed her way through the obstacles. With every touch from nipples, buttocks, and phalluses, she felt her cheeks turn redder and was almost overcome by dizziness.
Finally, she reached two muscular pigs with large bulges that pointed straight at her chest. Pompey felt embarrassed but knew she had no choice. She tried to use her hands to move them but soon found that they were as solid as steel. Pushing harder and harder, she became tired and almost fell backward.
The two pigs laughed and high-fived each other, knowing Pompey would struggle to pass them due to their impressive endowment. "Hurry up, little girl, you're going to be late," they teased, while shaking their penises in the air.
Determined, Pompey took a deep breath. Using her arms, she grabbed the two bulges and forced them aside. The next set of obstacles was more challenging; she had to force her arms through the phalluses' way. Luckily, she had one last trick up her sleeve. The flesh of these pigs was surprisingly soft, and she was able to push them out of the way and continue to the exit. As the two pigs cheered her on, Pompey left the carriage with a sense of accomplishment.
As she raises her last hand, the girl cradles each ball of pork on the right. Shoving them roughly. All of a sudden, the pork on the right utters a shriek, and its penis starts to jump around. Creating enough room for Pompey to squeeze through the row of porks. Pompey emerges soaked, her chest and face wet from the precum all around her.
Two males look on approvingly, applauding her inventiveness. Pompey stares at them, puzzled for a moment before regaining her composure and advancing. Next on her path is another obstruction. A mountainous woman who was blocking the aisle. This woman is futa with a two-foot dick, black skin, and enormous breasts that would make a whale double-take.
The giant woman plays the part of the happy audience member. She grins and plops down in the middle of the aisle. Pompey struggles to regain her balance as the stagecoach shakes with the behemoth's weight. After regaining her composure, Pompey surveys her next hurdle. There's only one way past-up.
Using her hands, she begins to climb from the base of the woman's crotch. If she weren't already covered in fluids, she would shun the towering member that was leaking as much precum as the porks before. But with what dignity is left, she settles on utilizing the towering member as an aid to her ascent.
Climbing over the woman's belly, exhausted, she takes in the crowd. Her audience was either oohing or aahing or just laughing at her exploits.
She takes a quick glance at the woman's face, who is gasping for breath from the pleasure Pompey had given her. Pompey, on the other hand, tries to step down from the woman lightly. Unfortunately, she slips, sliding down the woman's body, causing her groin to land in front of the woman's face.
The woman sneers. Licking Pompey with a wicked grin, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Quickly recovering, Pompey pushes herself up, watching the woman continue to smile and grant a thumbs up. Pompey pushes onward again, sensing her molten core.
Her thoughts begin to spiral as sweat and precum wreath her body, drool drips from her lips.
She's been covered in juice, held up by asses, and tits, with each large appendage blocking her way. The taunts and jeers from the crowd are a distant hum. Why is this turning me on so much?
Then, as quickly as they appeared, the passengers vanished, giving Pompey a clear path. In her way, towering over her, was a ten-foot-tall futa female pork. Boasting muscles like a bodybuilder. Her tank top barely concealed her teardrop-like breasts. Each ball was three feet in diameter. Her cock was a colossal six feet and pulsing with glee.
The female grabs her member and twirls it in front of Pompey, taunting her. "You're not leaving until I say so," she says.
Her snatch oozes. Pompey feels her groin aching for relief. Her pussy is screaming for it, making her wetter with each passing moment. Pompey doesn't want to even think about the giantess's massive tool. A shiver runs down her spine. It screams for exploration and the sweetest pleasure.
But her destination is there, and she mustn't be late. Pompey takes a deep breath and charges at the massive woman. Laughing, the woman simply pushes her against her cock. “Tiny Piglet thinks she can run away,” the giantess teases.
Unfazed, Pompey tries to slide under the woman's legs. Only to have the giantess lower her cock, crushing Pompey between her legs. Pompey struggles to rise, only to be picked up and tossed aside by the giantess. When she can, she gets back up and climbs the seats to try to circumvent the woman. But the giantess just snatches her, licking all over her body, making Pink a captive again.
With each taunt, Pompey grows more and more excited, her body begging for release. "Lady, you pervert," she screams. This woman would bring her to her knees, but she'd play along because…isn't that what they all wanted?. She needs to reach the exit, so she takes a deep breath and charges one more time.
A number of the passengers on the stagecoach were still chuckling over the entire scenario, but a few became overly aroused and started to masturbate or have sex with one another, as if watching a free porn program.
Again and again, Pompey wasn't about to give up. But she couldn't overcome this woman, and she was well aware of it. The woman was an absolute beast, and there was no way she could get past her with force, even if she desired to. Therefore, she takes a deep breath, approaches the giant slowly, looks her in the eye, and begins to rub her hand furiously on the woman's enormous dick. The giant woman starts to moan from the sensation. Pompey frantically uses all her arms to stimulate the massive object. She goes as fast as she can.
However, the giantess picks up Pompey from the waist and lifts her high into the air. "If you enjoy pleasing another woman, let me show you how good I can be at it as well," the giantess says.
Pompey's eyes widen in surprise as she watches the giantess remove her pants and begin to lick Pompey's pussy. Pompey begins to moan loudly. So loud, in fact, that it can be heard from the entire carriage, which at this point has turned into one constant orgy. Everyone is having sex with everyone else. The men are rubbing their cocks against one another, licking women's pussies, and sucking their tits. It would be the craziest thing Pompey had ever seen if she could break her focus on her own pleasure.
The giantess's tongue is inserted deep inside Pompey with each thrust. And Pompey is about to cum; her breathing becomes increasingly irregular. She realizes she's on the verge of another orgasm. She announces, "I... I'm about to cum."
In response, the giantess inserts herself as deep as she can, causing a bulge in Pompey's womb. Pompey closes her eyes and cums simultaneously. She moans in satisfaction, feeling her juices drip onto the giantess's face.
When she calms down, the giantess removes Pompey and licks her lips, ensuring she doesn't miss a single drop of pussy juice on her face. She then lowers Pompey to the ground.
When on the ground, Pompey catches her breath and gazes at the dirt until she feels the same tingly sensation she had last night. Then all of a sudden, she feels a warm sensation running through her buttocks, the tingling even more satisfying than the orgasm she just had. Pompey massages her buttocks in sheer bliss.
Finally, the giantess smiles down at her, "Where did you learn to ride cock so well?" the giantess inquires. "I... I read it in a book," Pompey replies. The giantess erupts in laughter, causing her cock to jump wildly with each motion.
