* Echoen boops your face with hir mams
Boo3: but not too much because if they'd sag too realistically it'd not look weird
Boo3: *is knocked out*
Boo3: too much boop
Boo3: (like there even is such a thing)

* Echoen contemplates for a moment, then wraps hir hands around your fat nipples - squeezing and tugging in slow, ryhtmic tugs.

Boo3: *stretches lazily as shi comes to, clearly enjoying your ministrations. Shi folds hir hands behind hir head, content and curious about your plans*

* Echoen has, in the opportune moment of your unconciousness, hirself laid down - and splayed you atop hir, your batty bed, hir arms wrapped around you to provide the best milking experience. The loaded bulk of hir sheath between your thighs, warmly nestled under your sac, comfortably big. Shi continues this milking sensation with you, letting you gradually discover the second set of boobs growing under them, matching the new set of arms as well.

Boo3: *grins and bits hir lower lip, moaning approvingly as shi regains hir bearings and realizes hir current position. Another moan escapes as shi stretches again and finds out about hir new limbs, and the extra jiggle on hir chest. "Niiiiiice," shi half-whispers, half-moans, and uses hir new pair of arms to press hir new pair of breasts together and upwards against hir original, smooshing them together in a very impressive four-way display of cleavage. Shi wiggles hir hips, hir balls and mons rubbing against your plump sheath as shi settles even further into hir big, soft, bulgy batty bed*
Boo3: *shi feels like shi could practically melt into you, you're so comfy*

Echoen: As your pert and bubbly bottom grinds back down onto hir sheath, you feel the furred rim of hir sheath quash to your sex, pressing lushly to your ballsac and taint. Your motions cause hir endowment to swell and grow - pushing slowly, naturally up into you. Your new breasts are growing larger and larger, equaling in sensitivity and size to your upper pair, which shi is milking with merciless steadiness. Hir wings fold in around you now; winghands scooping up your lower nipples now, to pull, tug and massage them in milking motions as well. Your belly is slowly bulging around the rise of hir cock within you, hir hugeness clearly defined within your frame, nestled comfortably deep within your channel and throbbing inside your womb walls. Shi seems to be focusing entirely on your female side, all those feminine hormones pouring into your system from this attention.

Boo3: *moans lewdly as you slowly fill and milk hir, hir inner walls gently rippling around your member as you stretch hir from within. You feel a wetness on your sheath as hir juices start to leak out around your shaft, soaking into your fur. Boo throws hir head back between your own massive cleavage, nearly dizzy with desire as hir breasts expand, your hands squeezing, tugging at hir thick nipples, so excited now you can feel them throb between your powerful fingers. Hir long ears fall across your upper chest, as if draped across your throat like a necklace, with the buff bunny being a sexy pendant. Hir arms reach back, pawing at your curves and fur, carressing your flesh in a blissful daze. As you keep kneading and milking hir, your cock growing deeper and harder inside hir, filling hir up like you were almost a part of hir, those female hormones you're stimulating make hir swell up in other places, too. Hir hips widening, hir tush swelling, curvy fat covering hir muscle. Even hir lips start to plump up, growing more sensitive, your bunny moaning as shi explores hir mouth's pillowy cushions with hir tongue. Hir breasts swell, too, audibly sloshing more and more as they fill up with thick, creamy milk*

Echoen: The big bat's heavy, massive breasts smother around your face and cheeks, enclosing your world into a valley of chocolate-fluffed cleavage and a peek of dark teats capping them. Shi's thick; shi's huge, both an exquisite batty bed and a tummy-filling pillar of fuck. Slowly, shi rocks hir hips, digging up into your cunt as your body complies with its own desires, feminizing further; your padded bottom pushing against hir hips and thighs. As your hips widen, it allows hir cock to fill the space between your thighs even more, your honeyhole gushing estrus down hir staff, fertility outrageously skyrocketing. You're becoming quite the plump and chubby thing, forming a muffintop even as your milk spurts, sputters and streams forth from your teats. After a momemt more, you find your batty-boob valley is a little crowded... a second Boo head growing in. Long lashes, full lips, long ears.... there's nobody better to kiss than yourself, sharing sweet, sugary saliva.

Boo3: *gasps, groans and moans in between increasingly lewd, moist smacking and slurping as hir two heads passionately make out, hir tongues rubbing and rolling around each other, plump lips slicken with drool as saliva runs down hir cheeks, chins and neck, pooling in between your massive cleavage. Shi bucks hir massive hips, plumpness wobbling and jiggling as shi rolls hir pelvis in synch with your thrusts, forcing your massive fuckpole even deeper into hir, bunny-womb stretched taut around the head of your cock and sopping with a growing mix of your thickening precum and hir own juices. Hir own shaft, undiminished in size and still massive by anyone's standards, seems less prominent anyway in contrast to hir still-increasingly exaggerated femininity. Even so, it's rock hard, throbbing and eager, your mutual thrusts causing it to slap against hir plush tummy, sometimes even getting stuck in between hir lower cleavage and soiling hir chest-fur with occasional ropes of sticky precum. Shi pulls hir knees up towards hir, plump, curvy bunny thighs and calves flexing and showing off their shapeliness. Hir paw-feet, long, yet somehow dainty because of hir feminization, rest on your massive, roiling balls, hir soft, fuzzy, padded toes and feet kneading your gigantic testicles, playfully churning them up, encouraging them to really kick your virility up a notch or two, three thousand.

* Echoen ploughs up and into you over, and over, and over again, with a forceful power that can only come from someone so big. Muscular as you are, you've been filled out into a full and fuckable figure that can feel every forceful plunge into your depths, every tug upon your teats, each smoosh upon your cheeks from hir tits surrounding your heads. Hir hands milking your tits grab your nipples and squeeze them, pulling and tugging in solid jerks, coaxing a girlish climax from your teats alone- one that sends your thick toes smooshing into hir ballsac, which in turn causes hir to BUCK up into you, bulging your belly out, and -unload- into you. Hir potency is so damningly powerful, that the effects within and upon you are immediate. Your nipples throbbingly surge forward into great phallic shapes, flared bell tips unloading with milk-cum, both, as each nipplecock grows a heavy, large ballsac at the base, mixing milk and cum as they orgasm. Your tongues in your maws plunge down into your throats as they too swell phallicly, bulging your necks with size and saturating your shared tummy in cum. Your primary cock hypersizes in massive, surging throbs of growth, stuffing up between your tits and then over the batty's head as your cannon fires off blasts of seed, your balls flooding over hir legs as they swell to beanbag chair size. Your pussy clenches around hir cock as your womb is flooded with hir mutagenic cum, but fortunately a second and third pussy pop open just next to them, at first hosing with estrus - and then yawning, stretching, swelling with eagerly growing young, crawling forth as teens, pushing out as young adults, and finally freeing themselves of their mother as pregnant adults, flopping over in gasps as they immediately go into a growing labor themselves.

Boo3: *spasms and jerks, held in your many vice grips, wedged between your massive breasts and almost irreversibly impaled on your shaft as you fill and fill hir, physically and almost on a spiritual level, your ultra-potent, hyper-transformative cum feeding your bunny's obscene body, hir wombs swelling with endless young from hir drenched, hyperactive ovaries. Shi gains mass from your seed, too, hir breasts and curves expanding further, nipple, tongue and regular cocks growing in length and girth, thick veins throbbing just below their surface. Veins appear all over hir body, thick, pulsating in time with your climax, swelling with each surge of fresh cum you pump into your monstrously lewd, bulging, surging bunny. Hir new veins, somewhat but not entirely obscured by hir fluffy fur, snake across hir form under hir skin, somehow directly feeding your cum to all of hir different bodyparts and promoting further growth and transformation. Hir original shaft, nearly bigger than hirself, wobbles at the base, hir sheath stretching as a second flared tip pushes out, and a third, and a fourth, all three extra cocks quickly growing to match hir original's in size. Hir balls surge in size further, too, splitting, multiplying in hir taut sack until all eight of them nearly overwhelm your own. Hir feet push, knead and churn your balls further, more vigorously, hir feet growing, hir toes becoming more dextrous until it's like you're being massaged by a large pair of shapely arms. A large pair of shapely arms, soon joined by another, and a third, all six of hir legs and feet with their prehensile toes squeezing, hugging your sac with all their might, forcing you to release increasingly large gouts of cum into the bunny's body. Boo groans in mind-shattering bliss, lips locked with hir second head, making obscene swallowing and sucking noises as they deep-throat their pulsating, prehensile cock-tongues, both locked in permanent climax. The slurping and smacking intensifies, both pairs of plump, hyper-sensitive bunny-lips stretching even further as two additional cock-tongues join the fray, and then two more, the last pair pushing out from their over-full mouths and snaking down into their bunny cleavage and plastering it with Boo's own increasingly potent spunk.

Boo3:  The bunny's very essence becomes infused with your transformative cum, hir successive batches of daughters coming out more and more hyper- and multi-endowed in increasingly bizarre combinations. A massive crowd, nearly a solid mass, now, of copulating, birthing bunny-daughters surround you and your toy, becoming drenched in their mother's juices that, more and more, have taken on your own transformative powers and concentrated them, the rain of corrupted bunny-spunk seeping into their flesh and causing rapid, drastic changes and spontaneous climax, tainting their own juices and bodies with the same mutagenic properties. They swarm you, this roiling sea of bunny flesh, and they lift up your massive form, groping, licking, sucking your nipples, nibbling your ears, pressing Boo tighter to you as they lift your balls and, collectively, thrust into you now, filling you up as you did Boo.*

Echoen: As the cascades of transformations burgeon your body beyond its boundaries, the battyherm knows now is the time to crank it up another notch - maybe it's that final notch, but shi'll push your limits. Hir cum inside of you takes on a kind of -heat-, felt in your wombs, felt aching in your body as you saturate yourself with hir mutagenic spunk. Whereas now you're a hyperendowed, massively multi'd bunnyfuck, your every throb becomes synonymous with growth. Flesh, size, curves and contours pour and push into your figure; widening you, growing you, engorging you. You push taller and bigger, stronger and sexier, new and new pairs of arms pushing forth from your expanding body. Bunnytaur doesn't begin to describe you; not when your hind legs are six per segment, and you're already three segments long - and, in a gushing explosion of birthing daughters, three segments wide as well, a triple-triple-bunnytaur. Packed with a dozen sheaths along each tauric train, each sheath yawning and stretching around a trmendous volume of cocks. The sheaths themselves swell with puffy, succulet lips, tongues slurping around your cocks. Your upper torso 'bends' backwards as a second upper half pushes out, directly behind the first - your new selves hugging yourself from behind, taking your nipplecocks in your own hands to milk-pump yourself off and nibble on your ears and necks. Your hordes of rabbitdaughters begin to cry out in a chorus of climaxes, as they too begin to experience your mutations..... pushing out into clone-copies, surging out into multi-tauric frames, birthing daughters bigger and better than themselves only to have them shoved cunt-to-cunt and stuffed back full of granddaughters.

Boo3: *embraces hir continuous multiplication, hir size surging even beyond yours now, though you're still wedged inside hir, feeding hir more and more spunk, your cum becoming more potent by the spurt and turning your bunny's fluids, body and very essence more potent and transformative as well. Shi makes love to hirself, many times over, simultaneously, flesh roiling and swelling and bulging and dividing, but even though shi'd qualify as a record-breaking gangbang on hir own now shi hasn't forgotten you. Hir pussy ripples and squeezes along your shaft, still, keeping you lodged firmly within hir. Hir torsos, preoccupied with each other, divide again, freeing up parts whose attentions are focused solely on you. Hir taur-train hindquarters, stuffed with hirself, hir daughters and overflowing with the same wrap around you, trapping you firmly, cocks and cunts, climaxing, birthing, throbbing, pressed against your fur, the bunny's own fluids, mutagenic in the extreme, drenching you to the skin, to the bone even as hir taurbodies converge again between your legs, hir many hindpaws intertwining to firmly press hir rears together. Shi leans in, looking you in the eye with five, six, seven, eight pairs of hir own, and shi presses hir heads against yours, hir many pairs of lips locking with yours and each others, dozens of thick, throbbing, prehensile tongue-cocks forcing themselves in your mouth and down your throat before swelling up even further and locking themselves in before unloading a massive, endless volley of hir cum. Bundles of nipplecocks press against your nipples, your teats tingling as the bunny's shafts gush ooze onto them, before giving way and opening up like a mouth or cunt might, stuffing your breasts with bunny meat that wastes no time to unleash a powerful torrent of mutagenic milk and cum directly into your mammaries.
Boo3:  The bunny has tied hirself into an inextricable knot around you, over a dozen cocks woven together and now press at your own lower lips, sticky and slick with your juices and bunny precum. With a thrust that moves through Boo's body like a tsunami, hir many taurbodies working in unison, your cunt is stuffed with feet upon feet upon feet of throbbing, undulating bunny-cocks, each of them nearly as thick as yours, and easily as long, but woven together tightly to form one massive, inescapable column of fuck, each individual cock immediately unloading gallons upon gallons of mutagenic bunny-cum, each cock filling you with its own unique batch with its own unique effects, invading your womb, your ovaries and getting to work on returning the favour you've done hir.*

* Echoen has had the tables turned upon hir... and the result is an apocalpyse. When your cum is being vigorously unloaded into hir every system, hir every pore and egg, the only thing that can describe the result is an atomic explosion of transformation. Hundreds of miles away, bellies bulge with bat young and clothes creak with the growth of hefty new herm endowments. Closer, and clothes, cars, and containers of all kinds burst apart as the beings inside blossom out into outrageously sexualized versions of themselves, pushing out taurbodies and already cooing sweetly to some daughters - while fucking and breeding the rest. Closer still, and even the trees and plantlife warp into sexually twisted abominations of bliss, taking on chiropteran features and eagerly spreading seed, spores, and nutty-flavored milk onto the roiling masses of much more extremely endowed animalistic fuckbeasts teeming betewen them. Only a hundred miles out, and the sexual energy in the air is easily explained - reaching far and wide and high up into the sky, is a sheer wall in the shape of a dome, a wall of an orgy - or, as they are all simply one creature, a wall of masturbation. Every conveicable sex act all performed at once, to hirself and upon hirself, gushing daughters like shi'd sprung a leak. And, yet, within that dome, reality itself is popping apart and moaning in orgasmic bliss. Where Echoen ends and Boo begins is incomprehensible, as nothing remains constant for any amount of time. Bats fucking bunnies. Bunnies fucking bats. Sex is the very medium we breathe now, the blood that runs through what passes for veins now. Uncontrollably hyperendowed cocks stuff dozens at a time into pussies of every size. Suddenly surging macro-batties or macro-bunnies multiply themselves aeons across, only to eventually fall apart into thousands of daughters to start the process all over again, each of them. Oroborous-cocks fuck themselves midair, while cunnies birth themselves cyclically. At the very center is a pulsing core of bliss, the moaning hum of bliss the sound of a true, perfect Corruption Engine. Flesh, fuck, love and need, a perpetual fucking machine made of one and every Echoen, one and every Boo, endlessly engorging on their own shared juices to power the reality-rending pleasure of constant, apocalyptic climax.