“Fereya,” I squeaked. “Please, control yourself.”

The green carpet was itchy against my back, the fibers damp and cold from the fine glaze of sweat which had set my chocolate skin to glow so delightfully from the pleasure which I had just experienced in the arms of her brother, Engi. Now, with my knees to my shoulders, I stared up at the enraged troll who towered over me. 

“No, Ammah,” Fereya growled from deep within her chest. “I’m going to remind you where you belong.”

“Honestly, Sis,” Engi muttered from the bed. “Is this really necessary?”

Fereya’s nimble fingers slid up my furry calves to grasp my ankles in their iron embrace. My heart leapt to my throat as her pregnant belly pressed hard into my bloated stomach. My belly churned, my womb overstuffed with Engi’s warm, virile seed, so that a trickle of sticky goo did spurt from my anus as the troll’s weight squeezed my belly. I whimpered, my battered flower opening to the pressure, releasing a spray of hot fluid that soaked into the carpet. 

“Ammah, I’m going to fuck you so hard.” Her chest heaved as she moaned the words, her voice dripping with a pent up desire that made my belly quake. 

Fear grabbed at my heart with an icy fist to see her looming over me and yet, beneath that bubbled such a hot wave of passion. Terror and lust tugged at my fevered brain and my body did tremble with an urge to be so utterly dominated by this mad creature. Fereya gripped my ankles, forcing them to my ears so that I cried out as my aching hips crackled. 

“Whimper all you want,” she said. “It’ll do you no good.” She lowered herself down, letting her gravid weight sink into me. “Your body belongs to me, Ammah. It responds all to me. Can you feel it?”

“Y-Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, god yes.”

Fereya spoke true, for my body did come alive in her cruel, delicious hands. My heart hammered, filling me with a delirious thrill, while my womb shuddered, eager, despite my earlier lovemaking, to be filled with Fereya’s fertile essence. My anus grew slack, loose strands of Engi’s seed now pouring forth as my bloom spread wide for the panting troll which controlled me. 

“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Ammah. I can feel you opening to me.” Her hand released my ankle to dip down below my fat balls. “Mmm, there it is. You’re so wet already. Engi,” she said turning to her brother, “was he ever so wet for you?”

Her fingers had found my ring. With a practiced grace, she deftly slid into me. My rectum quivered, crying out in elation at her touch. 

“That’s it, sing for me,” she moaned. “Yes, Ammah. Remember where you belong.”

“O-Oh,” I sobbed. “Oh, please…”

The troll’s fuschia eyes widened. “Please, what?”

“Please, fuck me,” I pleaded. “Breed me!”

Fereya licked her black lips, making them shimmer in the lamp light. “I won’t be gentle.”

The firm tip of her massive cock touched my ring, and I cried out as she tore me open with a savage lunge that slammed straight into my core. From my breathless lungs, a great cry reached the ceiling, setting the very foundations to shake. Fereya pulled back, my belly shuddering as her throbbing pillar came crashing in like a piston. She was utterly relentless, slamming me over and over. The room filled with the wet, raw echoes of meat slapping as her pelvis rammed my fat, round ass again and again. Sweat poured from her, matting her tawny fur as she gulped for air. Her heaving belly quaked against mine, our broods kicking out in protest. Our flesh bubbled, rolling with the fluttering rage of our unborn as the troll’s wonderful hips only increased their terrible pace. 

“A-Ah,” I cried out over the relentless [i]plap[/i], [i]plap[/i],[i]plap[/i]. “Oh… Oh, yes!”

“That’s it,” she gasped. “Do you like that?”

I loved it. Pain and pleasure, fear and elation, everything a bubbling, swirling mass that made my head spin. My ankles locked around her neck as she hammered into me. My cock twitched, coming to life as she slammed my weakening prostate. 

“I can feel you growing hard,” she cried. “Did you grow that hard for Engi?”

I could not answer her, for in that fevered moment, I was too busy clutching the carpet for dear life. My chest ached as I fought to breathe. The air being blasted from lungs with ever blessed thrust. My prostate quivered, succumbing to the troll’s brutal assault and I arched my back, my fangs clenching as I did release a torrent of hot seed. My hot semen splattered between us, soaking into the fur of her heavy, pregnant belly, even as it did spread over my smooth, brown flesh. Fereya seized me, her fingers digging into my wide hips as she slammed deep. Her cock crashed into my prostate, slamming through my battered gates to lay siege to my bloated womb. 

“A-Ah,” I shrieked. My belly swelled with her hot, throbbing flesh. My poor anus felt as if it were tearing in half. But, my belly craved the abuse, spurring me to open myself to her. “Oh, don’t stop,” I wailed. “Dominate me!”

“You want me to dominate you?” she panted. “Oh I’ll dominate you, alright.”

The muscles of her legs bulged as she pushed off the floor. Her heavy body slid over me, her face now even with mine. Our swollen bellies expanded outwards as we hugged ourselves together. My thighs came to her waist, my ankles locking into place, so that we may never separate. My skin was hot and prickly as I licked the salt from my lips, begging for her to kiss me. But, alas, our fetal girth would prevent that. Instead, I only whispered, “I want you to cum inside me.”

“As if I would do any less,” came her husky reply. 

Her balls churned, ripe pomegranates of purple flesh, striped with dark, pulsing veins that spoke of the power just bursting to release. Her fingers entwined around my hips, bracing her heaving frame against me. 

“Behold, brother,” she roared. “Watch as I take my lover back from your clutches.”

“Honestly, Fereya,” I heard Engi sigh. “You’re going to break him.”

“Watch,” she cried. “Watch all of it.”

He whirled from the other troll, her fuschia gaze only for me now. She leaned in as well as our bellies would allow, ramming herself deep to crash against my womb. Her hips quaked, her balls churning as she let loose a warbling shriek that rose into a whining chorus as joined her in our primal song. Her hot, thick seed erupted, spraying deep into my bloated womb. Every pump rocked my prostate, making me release in time with my dominating lover. 

“That’s it,” she panted. “Cum for me, Ammah. I command you.”

Another hot, ropy strand rocked me and I did let myself go. My bubbling seed lathered our swollen bellies, running in thick, white streams down my brown flesh like icing on a chocolate cake. Fereya’s hips pulled back, lifting me from the floor, only to swirl, drop and come crashing in again. Her balls, fat and quivering, spurted into me, pumping as if desperate to plant their virile seed into my wanting soil. 

Fereya exhaled, a low, slow sigh from deep in her chest. “I’m going to pump out every last drop of my brother’s poison from you.”

My vision blurred as my womb stretched painfully with new expansion. If Engi’s love did fill me to the size of twins, then Fereya forced me to bloat up to one carrying quadruplets. My belly swelled, as pain rippled through me. 

“F-Fereya,” I whimpered. I gripped the sides of my rapidly swelling middle. “I-I’m getting so full.”

“Sis, you’re hurting him,” Engi shouted. “Enough already. This is ridiculous.”

“No,” Fereya cried. “Not until everything about you is pumped out of him.”

She let loose again, seeding my overstuffed womb with her essence. My ring quivered, giving up the fight entirely and opened. Thick, sticky semen spurted from my bruised ass, splattering down the troll’s engorged shaft, trickling freely along her rigid flesh to run down the ripe spheres of her balls. 

Fereya’s shoulder shook as she sobbed for air. “You can… You can take more than this, Ammah.”

“I-I don’t know,” I gasped in reply. “Ngh, but it feels so right.”

In spite of the pain, I desired her hot seed to fill me. My belly was so full and big, yet I wanted more. So much more. 

“Give me… Give me more,” I panted. 

My vision blacked out and for an instant, I heard a voice from far away. Then darkness did claim me. I fell back into its warm embrace, swimming on a dreamy twilit sea. When at last, my eyes opened, I was still lying on the floor, my belly a massive, swollen orb of tight, brown flesh which towered above me. Fereya knelt beside me, her head down. Meanwhile, Engi sat on the corner of the bed, his arms crossed and his brows knitted into a scowl. 

“Happy now?” he asked Fereya.

The troll said nothing, but shook her head from side to side. 

“Honestly,” he scolded. “You were always like this. You could never share, not even when we were kids.” He motioned to me. “Look at him. Every time, you would just take your toys and break them rather than share them with your brother.”

“And why do I have to share with you?” she snapped. Fereya looked up, her eyes red as tears streamed down her cheeks. “Why couldn’t you just find your own toys? Ammah was mine, all mine. You could have anyone, Engi!” She balled her hands into fists. “So, why couldn’t you leave him alone?”

Her pregnant body trembled with rage as she continued to cry. Snot shimmered along the gold ring set into her nose as she sniffed back the tears. Engi’s face softened, his eyes growing dim. 

“I did it, because I love you,” he said. His fingers fell to his furry knees. “Sis, Fereya, we’re family. I just wanted us to be together. To have something together. It’s really all I ever wanted.”

Fereya’s fingers flew to her mouth. “Engi? I-I never knew.”

Her brother nodded. “I suppose it was a bad idea. I’m sorry, Sis.” He shot me a glance. “It was pretty good though.”

Beside me, Fereya gave a small smile and placed a hand on my belly. “He is, isn’t he? Engi, I’m sorry. I never knew how you felt. All this time, you just wanted us to be together.” She gently ran her fingers down my swollen flesh. “I guess I went a little overboard. 

“I-I’m fine, too,” I groaned feebly. “Thanks for everyone asking.”

The two siblings ignored me. Fereya turned back to her brother, her eyes lighting up. 

“Remember how much dad hated giving birth to you?” she said. 

Engi chuckled. “If I remember right, dad gave birth to [i]you[/i].”

“Oh, that’s right,” she replied. “And to this day he won’t let me forget it. Says I ruined him forever.”

“Didn’t stop mom from giving him our younger brother, Urd.” Engi was laughing now, his ripe belly jiggling. 

Fereya wrapped her arms around herself, joining her brother. Meanwhile, I was struggling to pull my fat ass up onto the bed. My buttocks leaked a sticky, oozing trail down my thigh as my churning belly wobbled. At last, I heaved myself onto the mattress to lie beside Engi. 

“Wow, we filled him up good,” the troll chuckled. He placed a hand on my belly and I wagged my tail as his gentle caress traveled along the swollen curve to swirl around my distended navel. 

“Well, we do good work,” Fereya said. The crooked grin I loved so dearly played across her black lips. Her bright eyes danced in the yellow glow of the cube. The laughing, mischievous creature that I had fallen in love with had returned. “Say, brother,” she said. “You want to see how big we can make him?”

Engi clapped his hands together. “Why, Fereya, that is a wonderful idea.”

My face blanched. “W-Wait, don’t I get a say?” 

The two trolls bent over me. Fereya’s fingers touched my chin, tilting my head up so that would look her in the eye. “Ammah,” she whispered. “All I want you to say is, ‘Uuuunnghhh….’”

I was lying on my side, my bloated belly a gravid orb which spread over the bed. But, coaxed by the gentle hands of my precious Fereya, I was compelled to roll my titanic girth over so that I would find myself on my hands and knees. The pressure on my belly was excruciating, my swollen middle crushed beneath my wide hips as I raised my tail to reveal the deep cleft between my flabby cheeks. My breasts, heavy, pendulous mounds of chocolate flesh sagged to the blankets as I arched my aching back, lifting my face towards my love. 

“Such a good boy,” Fereya purred. Her claws cupped my face, drawing me to the throbbing pillar of raw flesh which still dripped with the musky odor of our recent embrace. “Now lick.”

Her scent drove me wild. The tang of semen formed a heady mixture with the spicy odor of her pungent musk. The hints of vanilla and clove tickled my nostrils as I met that hot, firm rod. My jaws parted and my tongue emerged, trembling as it stretched to taste of her flesh. With a hesitant flick, I did bring my tongue to her swollen cock. My ears pricked up as the salty taste of her sweat mingled with the bitterness of her seed. I had to have more. My pulse quickened as I latched onto that rigid pole. My lips swirled over her sweet flesh, suckling her taut skin as my tongue lapped greedily at the hanging strings of oozing goo which clung to her male sex. Fereya shuddered as I drew myself up the plump underside of her cock, my rough tongue slithering over the bulging veins as my claws went for her heavy balls. Her testicles filled the soft flesh of her scrotum like ripe fruit. My fingers played across the tight, smooth flesh, squeezing ever so softly as I traced back to find the dripping petals of her blooming womanhood. 

“Oh,” she moaned as my fingers slipped into her. “Oh my.”

Meanwhile, my mouth was cresting  that throbbing pillar. My lips met her tip and I did kiss that blessed peak, licking away the bead of dew which shimmered like a diamond. My jaws opened wide, I took her into my mouth, wrapping my lips around her cock as Fereya fell over me, bringing my head down towards the bed. Instantly, I pulled free from her wet pussy, my hand falling to the mattress, lest I collapse beneath her. Fereya took my hips, gripping me fiercely as she thrust her pelvis forward. Her bristling pubic fur tickled my nose as her cock slid down my throat. My lips tightened around her, my throat expanded, opening as her pole filled my esophagus. Slowly, she pulled back and I did sigh through my nose, only to return with renewed vigor. Her cock slid down my throat, threatening to plunge into my belly. 

“Oh Ammah,” she sighed. “Your throat is so warm and soft.” Her pace quickened her pole sliding back and forth faster, harder, driving me crazy. “Oh, I think I’m going to do this more often.”

Her hips thrust, driving her cock deep, making my cheeks swell as her hot, raw meat filled my mouth. Her tangy flavor rolled over my tongue, begging me to partake of her as she pulled back. My tongue slid around her rod, licking at her flesh, leaving her purple skin shiny as she pulled out. She rolled her hips, slamming back into me, driving her cock down my throat. My belly rumbled, ever hungry to consume her thick, bubbling seed. 

But, I should not forget about Engi. Her brother pounced upon my fat, round ass. His claws spread my cheeks wide. His rigid member found my wet, slack anus and he was quick to plunge deep. My eyes snapped wide and for an instant, I feared I would choke. His pelvis ground into my rump as he rocked his hips, crashing against my very core with every heavenly thrust. Buoyed on an ebbing sea of utter pleasure, my eyes rolled back as my ears drooped to my chin. 

“Boy, Ammah,” Fereya chuckled. “Two trolls at the same time? You don’t know how lucky you are.”

“Not just trolls, Sis,” said Engi. “Two troll siblings.”

“Pregnant troll siblings at that,” Fereya laughed. “Even more to love.”

“Mmmmph,” I managed to sputter.

“Fereya, you should really teach your boy-toy to not speak with his mouth full. It’s really quite rude.”

Fereya’s belly pressed into my face, the soft, tawny fur smelled of sweat and vanilla. “What’s the point,” I heard her say. “He’s always got his hoof in there anyway.” 

This earned a hearty laugh from my two wondrous torturers. Together, the pair found a rhythm, one pushing, while the other pulled back. I rocked gently, losing myself on that sea of elation, my belly growling to take them into me. Fereya’s cock plunged deep and a desire filled my belly. I wished to drink, to consume. My lips clung to her throbbing flesh, milking her as she pulled back. I wanted more than to merely find pleasure in her raw flesh. I wished for the filling nourishment of her fertile semen. My ass clenched, locking Engi into me. My womb, so bloated and full, quivered with an aching need to be filled. My body was burning, pulsating with an urge to be made pregnant like nothing I had known before. I wanted nothing more than to be made so heavy and full, to be stuffed to the brim with new, squirming life that tears trickled down my cheeks as I suckled hungrily at Fereya’s male sex. The troll shivered, her nails digging into my skin, leaving angry, red weals on my brown flesh. 

“A-Ammah,” she groaned. “Oh… Oh, what’s gotten into you?”

I ignored her, my throat closing around her throbbing member, squeezing that fleshy pillar for every drop I knew was ready to burst from her widening tip. 

“I believe the answer is you, Sis,” Engi moaned. I could feel him straining against my ring. “And I think, me as well.”

The tang of precum was on my tongue as Fereya slammed her hips into my snout, locking to my face as Engi too did draw himself into my rump. Hot, spurting seed rocked my prostate as the troll prepared to release. 

“E-Engi,” Fereya whined. Above me, her claws scrabbled at the empty air, seeking her brother’s hands. “Engi, I’m going to cum.”

The other troll clasped her hands, their fingers intertwining as brother and sister trembled above me. 

“Fereya,” Engi cried. “Fereya, I can’t hold on any longer.”

“Brother, let us fill this beautiful djinn together,” Fereya said. “Ammah… Ammah, I love you so much.” 

“A-And I too,” Engi groaned. “Can I love him too, Fereya? As you love him?”

Their flesh bulged inside me and my body boiled with the anticipation of their sticky, hot seed pouring into me. My tail lashed the air, whipping frantically as the pair met eye to eye above me. 

“Yes,” Fereya sobbed. “Yes, Engi. I can love him. [i]We[/i] can love him, together.”

“Oh, Fereya, I…” Engi paused. “I… I-I… Oh my, I’m going to--”

“Cum!” Fereya roared.

Together, their fertile seed burst, pouring into me. My nostrils flared as I gulped readily on Fereya’s warm essence, devouring her with relish as Engi’s semen flooded my womb for the second time that evening. My belly lurched, bloating so painfully, deliriously full that sweat began to prickle my chocolate skin. My cheeks expanded from the hot flood, streams of sticky semen spurting from my lips to run down my chin as I frantically swallowed. Against that churn tide, I did wrap my lips tighter around Fereya’s cock, my tongue flicking at her throbbing tip. The troll let out a shuddering sob, gripping me hard as I probed her ever widening urethra. 

“A-Ah, Ammah,” she cried. “I-I can’t stop!”

Nor would I allow her. Her hips bucked, unleashing a sticky torrent that slid down my gullet to pool into my overstuffed belly. My stomach gurgled, commanding me to swallow more of her seed. My hips ached, crackling as they grew wider. The sides of my belly swelled with fresh expansion, popping out to the sides so that I began to take up the span of the mattress. My tits, heavy with fresh milk, streamed forth, spilling their contents to soak into the blankets. Behind me, Engi offered a rattling cough and let loose with another ropy strand that my hungry womb was fast to lap up. My claw came to my belly and my heart did thrill to feel myself growing so round and fertile. 

“Ammah,” Fereya groaned. Her hips bucked, becoming choppy as her balls at last emptied. “I-I can’t go on. I’m spent.”

My jaws slacked and the troll slid free. Her softening member slick and shiny in the light of the cube, she fell beside me. Meanwhile, Engi too, had given it all and now pulled out of me with a wet pop. His dripping seed spilled down my thigh, matting into my fur as he laid down next to me. With some effort, I groaned and rolled my bloated body over. My belly, a massive brown orb of gravid flesh, rose to the ceiling. I looked easily pregnant with septuplets. My skin was stretched to the limit, so tight that there was no give when I pressed my fingers to that rock hard sphere. 

“Oh, so full,” I moaned. My fangs were slathered in white sticky goo which clung to my black lips. Slowly, I ran my tongue around my mouth, licking away the last remnants of Fereya’s semen, pausing to swallow the bittersweet load. 

“We really did a number on him,” Engi sighed, placing a hand on my belly. 

Fereya swirled her sharp nails along my skin, raising goose pimples that made me shiver with delight. My belly sloshed beneath her touch as the troll smiled. “Well, it serves him right.” She planted her lips to my belly and could not help but to wag my long tail.

But then, Engi said something which would make my blood run cold. Rolling to his side, his belly pressing into mine, he said to Fereya, “Sis, did you ever tell Ammah about trolls?”

“Trolls,” I groaned, my cheeks puffy. “I--[i]urp[/i]--don’t know you mean?”

“You didn’t?” Engi suddenly looked horrified at his sister. 

My ears pricked up. “Fereya,” I said, turning my head to her. “What’s he mean?”

She gulped and offered a quavering grin. “Oh, n-nothing. Just a rumor is all. Um, you see, trolls are very fertile.” The corner of her mouth twitched. 

“Fereya,” I squeaked as she looked away from me. “What’s he mean?”

“Oh, that sometimes a troll’s seed can impregnate again,” she muttered. “Uh, but it’s only a rumor.”

I turned to my massive belly, my her leaping into my throat. “Surely, you don’t mean--”

“Hope you wanted a big family,” Engi chuckled and wrapped his arms around mine. He leaned close, nuzzling my ear. “Oh, and by the way, it goes both ways.” His swollen belly rubbed against my gravid flesh. “I can’t wait to have your baby.” He placed a claw on my belly. “I hope you can say the same.”

I rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed. Beneath his fingertips, my unborn kicked out. A rapid fluttering that made my belly rumble. At least there was just the one. Suddenly, my ears swiveled. That was not a second set of feet, was it? No, I reasoned, I was just imagining things. There was no way that there was another one in there, right? I gulped back the lump in my throat, letting my eyes close as the two trolls hugged close to me. 

“So Ammah,” Fereya said. “You have two lovely troll siblings all to yourself.”

“As long as you can share,” said Engi.

Fereya sighed and nestled her face into my neck. “Well, if I can share him with his cousins, I can share with you, brother.”

“So what do we do now?” Engi giggled. 

Fereya traced her finger along the curve of my belly, gliding up the ripe sphere of my trickling breast. “It’s Friday night, we have all weekend.” She cupped my breast, bringing the erect nipple to her lips. “I say we make him as big as we can.” Her lips enclosed around my tit as she suckled. 

“An excellent idea,” Engi replied, seizing my other breast. “Oh, Ammah you taste heavenly.” A thin stream of white dribbled down his chin as he gorged on my milk. 

“Don’t I get a say?” I whined. 

“No,” came Fereya’s curt reply. “I think I need to keep you from straying and what better way than to make you so big that you can’t get out of bed. 

My belly lurched and placed my clawed fingers on my swollen flesh. “Oh brother,” I moaned.

This was going to be a rough weekend.