The world below seemed so small and far away as Ori observed it from her spot on the windowsill, all alone in her little woven straw hut in the canopy of the mighty heart tree. The inhabitants of Niwen had given her this humble abode for fighting against the Decay. While things hadn't yet returned to normal after her showdown with Shriek a few days ago, at least here, in the Wellspring Glades, a sense of optimism had set in. Down below her home, a group of female moki were relaxing among the roots of the largest, oldest tree of the Glades, cradling their smallest pups against their chests while the rest of their overexcited offspring bounced and tumbled around them in an inexhaustible game of tag.

The snowy-white spirit sighed at the happy chatter and jolly laughter. How often had she wished to join the carefree frolicking as another mother, her own pups mingling with the others, but the moment she joined any group of moki, everybody went silent in awe and the atmosphere capsized faster than the weather in Baur's Reach. She was their hero and savior, but no matter how often they reassured her that she was the most honorable member of the Wellspring tribe, it didn't truly make her one of them. She was no moki, she was no mother, and she would never ever be either.

Ori cast a wistful glance at the horizon. She sometimes wished she could see the peaks of Nibel from here, but the woods and mountains of Niwen blocked her view, and it was out of her reach anyway. As long as Ku was still recovering from her fall, and as long as the Decay lingered on the fringes of these fragile lands, continuing to threaten its inhabitants, she couldn't return to her original home.

A knock at the door snapped the spirit out of her lonely musings. Wearily, she raised her head and asked, "Who's there?"

"Ori, it's me, Kiko!" a chipper voice announced from behind the door.

"Oh!" Ori's ears pricked up and she slipped off the window sill, heading halfway toward the door with clacking hooves. "Please, come in!"

The round wood door opened with a soft creak, revealing the tall, dark-furred frame of the tribe's shaman. A necklace of sparkling rocks adorned the moki's neck and a belt with various pouches and flasks was slung around his slender waist. His white-tufted tail swung with excitement as he spotted the spirit, and he rushed toward her with his arms spread out and a warm golden glow in his eyes. "Hello, Ori. How are you doing?"

"Hello, Kiko. A lot better now that you're here," Ori replied and embraced the larger moki with a happy sigh. "How is Ku doing?"

"She's doing much, much better ever since you defeated the Decay," Kiko said, kissing the little spirit on the head before he let go of her. "I don't think it will be long before she takes her first steps since the incident."

"Thank you so much for taking care of her, Kiko. And do tell me when she's ready to walk, okay? I want to be there to see it."

"Of course, Ori. You'll be the first to hear about it," the shaman chuckled and closed the door behind him. "Also, there's another reason why I'm here."

The spirit perked an ear and curiously tilted her head. "What is it?"

"Well, you always lament that spirits can't have pups with each other," the moki explained, excitedly tapping his paws together as he spoke. "Let's say that I've worked my way through every book and scroll in Wellspring library, and I've finally discovered an ancient method that allows moki and non-moki to have pups."

Ori's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. She was completely speechless for a moment, her brain struggling to process the shaman's words before she muttered, "You're kidding, right? Spirits can't have pups with each other, so there's absolutely no way it will work with a moki. Are you sure you didn't read some horny moki's smut?"

Kiko shook his head, beaming at her with an ecstatic smile as he held up an old, faded tome. "No, I'm serious about this! It's an alchemical recipe of one of my predecessors," he said. Then he pointed at the spirit's loins, a pair of dark, plump folds nestled between her thighs. "And you technically have the equipment that's required to have pups, so it should work for you."

"I guess that's true," Ori responded. Her heart thumped in her chest as she cautiously cupped and spread her black vulva. At best, it was a source of fun and relief.  At worst, it was a cruel joke because no matter with whom she slept, spirit or not, nothing ever came from it. Her father, Nibel's ancient spirit tree, had gifted her a pussy, yet made her sterile, and she doubted that some ancient moki magic would change anything about it. Nevertheless, her curiosity was piqued, and she asked with hesitant hope, "Okay, so how does it work? What do I have to do?"

"It's fortunately not that complicated. All you need to do is lie back and make yourself comfortable while I handle the rest," the moki explained and reached into a pouch on his belt to pull out a small paint brush, some incense sticks, and a little flask of blue liquid. "It only involves a few runes and a little alchemy."

"Alright, I can do that." Ori nodded and headed over to her bed by the window. It was larger than all others she had seen so far because the moki had insisted that the local carpenter build the biggest he could for her, and it was filled from one edge to the other with the prettiest blankets and the softest pillows in all colors of the rainbow. Every time she lay in it, it felt like she was resting in the clouds, and it usually took her no longer than a minute to fall asleep, but today was different. Lying down on her back, she bit her lip and watched with electrified anticipation as Kiko put the incense sticks into a bowl and lit them with a pawful of fire powder. "What do those do?"

"They're imbued with an extract of fertility-enhancing herbs," the moki responded as the burning incense sticks filled her home with a mild, herbal smoke. "This will help you relax too." Then, he gave his paintbrush a lick, wetting the white bristles with his spit before he joined Ori on the bed. Tenderly, he reached for her ankles and splayed her legs, slipping in between them on his knees. "For this next part, I need you to move as little as possible. I've practiced painting the necessary runes, but it's still tricky to get them right."

Staying still was easier said than done for the excited spirit. The tip of her tail kept flicking against the male's legs as he uncorked the flask of blue liquid and dipped the brush into it, and she had to muster all her willpower not to giggle as he placed a paw onto her belly, flattening her snowy white fur as he prepared to write on it. There was also a niggle of reluctance mixed into her excitement. "What happens if you mess this up?"

"In the worst case, it simply won't work," Kiko reassured the spirit as he hovered the brush over her abdomen. Time froze to a standstill as he pressed the tufted tip against her fluff to paint the first stroke. Then another. Line by line, he drew an elaborate blue diagram onto her belly while she didn't dare speak, breathe, or even twitch a single finger.

When the shaman eventually pulled away the brush to dip it into the glass of paint, Ori asked, "How do I know that it works?"

"That's a good question. The notes don't say much about that. Just that it depends on the target of the rune," Kiko explained as he pressed the brush back against the spirit's belly fur to continue painting. "But we'll see at the latest in a month or two whether it has worked."

Ori's ears fluttered at the implication. The shaman sounded so confident about this, and his confidence fueled her excitement when she realized that she was about to become a mother. At least, as long as she didn't upset the moki's remaining brush strokes. "How much longer will this take?"

"Not much longer," Kiko muttered with a focused smile, drawing two more wide, curved lines around the symbol he had painted on her abdomen. "There we go. That's it."

"Awesome. Thank you so much, Kiko!" the spirit squeed and bounced up and down with anticipation, a tingling rush of arousal washing through her. She wasn't sure if this sudden surge of lust originated from the rune on her belly, the thickening smoke of stimulating incense around her, or the thrilling prospect of making pups with the moki male in front of her, who had done everything in his power to bless her with the gift of fertility. Fluttering her eyelashes at the shaman, she spread her thighs further and presented her plump, glistening black pussy, her pink clit flicking out and greeting him with an eager wink. "So, how about we test whether your magic works right away?"

"With the greatest pleasure, Ori," the moki replied with an eager nod, stuffing the brush and flask back into his belt pouch. But although a tapered hint of pink peeked from his fluffy, dark-furred sheath, he decided to give her slit a different kind of attention first. Dropping onto all fours, he slinked his head between her thighs and inhaled her sweet scent with a blissful groan.

Ori clenched her paws and cloven hooves as the male's warm breath washed over her puffy, sensitive sex, and she let out a breathy moan when he followed up his eager huffing with a kiss right onto her winking clit. Then he glided out his tongue and treated her folds to a wet, sweeping lick, mingling her glittering juices with his hot saliva.

"So good. So tasty~" The moki smacked his lips, relishing the spirit's aroma with a hearty sigh before he succeeded his initial slurp with a passionate licking, swirling his taster across and around her vulva in a fervent dance. No part would remain unattended, and every time her clit pushed out, he rewarded it with extra licks and kisses until she was singing with pleasure. At one point, he even wrapped his muzzle around the glistening bead, sucking on it to send an extra powerful rush of stimulation through her slender frame.

"Ah, Kiko, don't stop! Keep going!" Ori squealed. She arched her back with a quaking cry of joy and dug her claws into the sheets as the shaman pulled away from her clit and unceremoniously slammed his taster into her cunt. He shoved it as deep as he could, curling and writhing his tongue inside her with all his might as he searched for the spots that made her whine and moan the most.

Once Kiko located the sensitive bundle of nerves that was Ori's G-spot, he zeroed in on it and showered it with relentless licks and love. At the same time, he slipped his thumb onto the top of her pussy, rubbing and flicking her clit while she rewarded him with big, wet squirts of her juices and a song of guttural delight. 

Thanks to the moki's fervent slurping and stroking, it didn't take long for an orgasm to build in her loins. Already, her body tensed up in anticipation of magnificent release, but before she reached the edge, she was distracted by an odd blue shine from the corner of her eyes.

"K-kiko, look! My belly!" the spirit cried out, pointing at her abdomen with a trembling finger. The symbol that the shaman had painted on her snowy fur pulsed with a soft blue glow.

Kiko briefly paused his ministrations, licking Ori's juices off his lips as he pulled away from her slit and looked up. "Your belly? What's happening to your… oh." The moki's shimmering golden eyes grew to the size of the full moon as he spotted the glowing rune, and a powerful shiver raced through his dark pelt, his voice a reverent whisper, "That's good. That's very good. I think that means that it's working and that it's working well."

"Yes! Yes! Fuck, YES!" Ori cried out. Any lingering doubts vanished into thin air. She grabbed Kiko's head and looked into his eyes with fervent desire. "Ah, Kiko, I need you inside me now. Get on top of me and breed me!"

"Yes, Ori!" Without a moment of hesitation, the moki climbed onto her and embraced her with his large, slender body. Although he was almost two heads taller, he made sure that they ended up face to face, their muzzles only an inch apart as his tip prodded against her plump black folds. 

Kiko was completely erect now, and although Ori couldn't see his stiff, tapered girth, she felt the pulsing warmth it emanated all the more, dripping with pre and studded with dozens of wonderful nubs. "Now put it in and fuck me, stud," she begged. Then she wrapped her hands around his head and pulled him closer, locking lips with him in a deep, passionate kiss.

The moki eagerly indulged the spirit, sliding his tongue around hers in a playful twirl before he thrust his hips forward and glided his taper into her tight pussy. He had no trouble burying it all the way to the sheath in one go, thanks to his rather short member, but he made up for his lack of length with an impressive girth around the base, easily stretching the spirit's sensitive folds and making sure that she felt every single nub that lined his shaft. 

Ori let loose a breathy squeal as Kiko slammed his barbed cock inside her, and she moaned even harder when he pulled back his hips and began to pound her with quick, powerful thrusts. In and out, in and out, surges of powerful stimulation washed through her quivering frame, and every time the male's big, fluffy balls slapped against her backside, she was reminded of his potency. Moki came a lot, offsetting the somewhat underwhelming size of their petite peckers with truly impressive loads of thick, gooey seed, and for the first time, the mess wouldn't be just for show. For the first time, the contents of his plump, swollen nuts would bless her womb with life.

Thanks to the moki shaman's wet, thorough licks, the spirit was already on the verge of an orgasm, and now that she realized that he wasn't just fucking her, but breeding her, she went right over the edge. Wrapping her arms and legs around the larger male, Ori tossed back her head and let out a resounding cry of joy. "Yes! I'm cumming! Fuck me! Breed me! Harder!" And while she pressed Kiko against her chest as if she never wanted to let him go again, her pussy burst into powerful contractions, squeezing and tightening frantically around every inch of his petite taper.

Ori's fulsome climax elicited a deep, throaty groan from Kiko, and he gladly gave her what she was begging for, hammering her even faster than before. His accelerating pace catapulted the spirit into even loftier spheres of rapture as the dozens of little nubs and barbs broke her brain in half with stimulation, and her vision shattered into a blurry firework of stars and sparkles. Yet, she clearly noticed a pulsating blue glow from the corner of her eyes. A new, tingling energy joined the rhythmic surges of pleasure and made her much more sensitive to the male's impassioned thrusts, to the divine texture of his nubby taper, and his wonderful girth. In fact, her senses were amplified so much that he felt even larger than before, and she gasped, "Oh fuck, did you just get bigger, or does it just feel bigger?"

"Ah, I don't know! You're so warm and tight and clenching so much that I couldn't tell," Kiko whimpered. "And I love it! It's so good. So, so good! I could keep going forever." Beaming at her with a dopey, blissed-out smile, the dark-furred male entwined his tail with hers. Then he pulled her into another kiss, rubbing and stroking her back, her shoulders, her cheeks, and her fluffy buttocks while he continued to stretch her clenching cunt with wild thrusts and heated grunts.

Stamina was another thing moki had in droves, and it was another thing Ori loved about them. They could rut her for several minutes upon minutes at a truly feral pace, carrying her from one orgasm to the next, so although her first high was currently fading, the next would come before long, and another after that. Kiko would make sure of that.

Unfortunately, the spirit's mindless rush of pleasure was suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps. Her ears twitched as the door opened with a creak, and she pulled away from Kiko's lips, turning her head toward the entrance with a perplexed groan, "W-what is it? Who's there?"

Another moki appeared in the doorframe, his fur a warm cream brown and his eyes a bright yellow glow, like the full moon when it was hovering just above the horizon. It was Jig, the shaman's brother, which gave her a good hunch as to why he was visiting. "Hey, Ori! Ummm, I was just looking for Kiko, and this was the most likely place I'd find him," he explained as he walked toward the bed. The fact that she was busy getting plowed by his brother hardly seemed to bother him, but at least he had the decency to shut the door behind him. Otherwise, the rest of the village would've probably come to check out the noise, only to then stay and watch them. "Kiko, Tuley sent me because of the new fertilizer recipe. It's not quite working yet, so he'd like to meet you for another chat if that's okay."

"Yeah, sure, tell him we can do that, but not right now," Kiko grunted, frowning at the other moki. "Because I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm busy breeding Ori at the moment."

"Yes, don't worry, I can see that," Jig snickered, curiously tilting his head as he watched the couple. "Also, are you just saying that you're breeding her, or are you actually breeding her?"

"No, this is the real deal!" the shaman replied with a naughty wink. "I've finally found something that works."

"So you're really making babies right now?" Jig gasped, his tufted tail trembling with excitement while his sheath twitched, peeking with the tip of his pink strawberry taper. "Oh wow, that's hot!" With his eyes glued to the fun, the brown-furred moki strolled toward the window right beside the bed and made himself comfortable on the windowsill. Cupping his balls with one paw and wrapping his other around his swelling cock, he excitedly started to stroke and massage himself with soft, horny groans.

Although Ori had hoped to share this intimate moment with Kiko alone, she didn't mind the extra attention too much. Living with moki entailed getting used to their insatiable curiosity. Especially when it came to sex because the otherwise timid creatures were drawn in by the sounds and sights of lewd lovemaking like moths to the flame, which more often than not led to large, self-perpetuating fuck and cuddle piles. 

Looking at the moaning, masturbating moki on the window sill, the spirit could already tell that he was burning to take his brother's place once he was done with her, eager to pump his load inside her and impregnate her as well. And honestly, the thought thrilled her more than it had any right to. It wouldn't be the first time the moki had run a train on her, but it would be the first time they would knock her up, and now that there were two of them, they could easily take turns, one of them pounding her while the other recuperated.

The thought of non-stop breeding sent Ori over the edge for the second time. She erupted with another boisterous squeal of bliss, "Ah, Kiko, I'm c-cumming again!" before the moki turned her cry into a muffled moan with another deep tongue kiss, rutting her even harder as if he wanted to emphasize the fact that he was the first male to breed and knock up the savior of Niwen.

Jig didn't take his brother's teasing as a jab at him, though, but as further fuel for his masturbation frenzy, as he was eager to witness the impregnation of their great hero. Stroking his petite prick in a horny blur, he accompanied Ori's song of bliss and Kiko's heavy grunts and growls with breathy moans and gasps of joy.

Although the snowy white spirit only cast brief glimpses at the other male while she made out with the shaman, Jig's lusty passion riled her up even further. It boosted her orgasm as much as her partner's feral thrusts and the noise of his fat sack slapping against her butt, the riveting promise of his overflowing virility.

Despite the brothers' best efforts, Ori's second high eventually ebbed, but the third one immediately started building inside her loins as Kiko continued his indomitable rut. Thrust after thrust, he not only blessed her with more waves of heavenly pleasure, but also the telltale signs of his own imminent climax as his groans grew heavier, hotter, and needier, and the rhythm of his pounding more frantic and desperate. "Ah, Ori, this is so good. I don't think I'll last much longer."

That was exactly what the spirit wanted to hear, and she squealed, "Don't hold back! Give it to me! Fill me with your cum, Kiko! Breed me!"

The moki shaman did his best to give Ori what she begged for, tightening his embrace around her as he fucked her as fast and hard as he could. Thrusting like possessed for another minute, he finally threw back his head and burst into an explosive orgasm with a resounding cry of joy while his fat, fluffy nuts jumped and clenched furiously, churning up a virile flood for the fertile spirit.

"Yes! Yes! YES!" Ori howled, timing slowing to a halt as the first spurt of the male's potent sperm spilled deep into her pussy. The sensation was magical and so powerful that it triggered her next climax on the spot. Once again, her brain succumbed to an unfettered storm of bliss and her channel erupted into intense contractions, but this time, her orgasmic convulsions were met by a voluminous volley of squirts, elevating her to unparalleled spheres of ecstasy because her body knew that this was finally the real deal. Even the glow emanating from the rune on her belly shone brighter than ever, immersing her entire home in a brilliant blue light, and her senses became more acute, allowing her to cherish every nub and barb on Kiko's thick, swollen cock as it flexed vigorously inside her.

That's when the spirit cast another glance at what the other moki was up to, only to gasp in surprise when she saw what was happening to him. Jig's body was enveloped in swirling strands of blue magic and his eyes were as wide as hers as his tapered pink cock swelled and expanded with powerful, almost painfully intense throbs. The paw he had wrapped around the base of his member made for the perfect ruler because only seconds ago, it had been more than big enough to hide his whole erection. Now, however, it barely covered half of his growing cock meat, and it not only gained in length but also in girth, stretching his fluffy brown sheath and thickening so much that he could barely wrap his paw around it anymore. His balls benefited from the same sudden surge of magic, as they gained enough weight to fill out the space between his thighs, and a continued heavy pulsing told her that his breeding orbs hadn't reached their final size yet.

The same thing was happening to Kiko's bits at the same time, and with his cock buried inside Ori's cunt, she got to experience every inch he gained in length and thickness all the more intensely. With every throb and pulse, his penis forced its way deeper into her snug channel, stretching and spreading her more and deeper than even the biggest gorlek with their fat, swollen breeding rods, and once his tip reached her cervix, his tapered glans proved the perfect shape to slip right through the narrow, sensitive orifice, overwhelming her with another mind-shattering explosion of stimulation. And while she couldn't see how big his balls had grown so far, she clearly felt his enhanced output as he shot huge, wet spurts of cum directly into her womb, stuffing her fertile depths to the brim and beyond with his boosted virility.

The spirit had never been filled this much before, and the intense stretching and stuffing made her cum even harder. Squealing and squirming in a seemingly unending orgasm, she lost track of the world around her. Up and down no longer made sense as she hugged Kiko firmly against her, making sure he went nowhere until her clenching depths had wrested the last drop of his potent baby batter from his spurting cock.

Only when the moki shaman had nothing more to give, Ori loosened her embrace, and her body went limp as her mind-breaking, orgasmic rush finally dissipated and released her from its unyielding grip. "Wow, that was the best sex of my life!" she sighed, beaming with bliss as she looked at Kiko.

"Yes, t-that was the hardest I've ever cummed, but it also felt kinda strange. I don't know why, but you suddenly got a lot tighter during the orgasm," the moki shaman stammered, confusion written all over his face. Sluggishly, he extracted his massively enlarged rod from her stretched pussy, and with every inch, the dozens upon dozens of nubs that adorned his length made the spirit clench and moan with breathy joy. 

When Kiko finally pulled his tip out of Ori's thoroughly-bred slit and got up on his knees, they both realized how much he had grown. He wasn't just a little bigger than before, but he had become outright gigantic. His cock was now larger and thicker than her forearm, and the nubs on his girth had turned into fat, meaty spines, which explained why she had almost cummed again when he had pulled out. 

"Fuck, you're huge!" the spirit gasped, and when she turned her head to Kiko's brother, she realized that he had grown just as much. A few inches below his monstrous bitch breaker, he now sported a pair of melon-sized balls, and while Jig hadn't had the opportunity to spill his load yet, Kiko's equally gargantuan breeding orbs had left her belly rounded and swollen with a truly excessive amount of cum. "You're both bigger than a gorlek now."

"Fuck yes, I've gotten so much bigger!" Jig squeaked, staring at his huge, drooling fuck meat with an open-muzzled, drooling smile as if he couldn't believe that it was real. "This is awesome! I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"B-but how? A-and why is it so sensitive?" the shaman groaned and gingerly tapped his barbed, glistening schlong. It immediately flexed and pulsed angrily, shooting out a fat rope of cum. "Oh fuck, it's so s-sensitive, I c-can't even touch it right now."

Glancing at the still-shimmering rune on her belly, Ori replied, "I have a feeling that your fertility rune is mixing with my powers into something even stronger." She gingerly stroked the glowing symbol on her inflated abdomen. It was surprisingly warm to the touch, pulsating with the same kind of energy as Sein, the little spirit tree light who had accompanied her on her first adventure across Nibel. "If I had to guess, I'd say that my powers are trying to enhance your fertility as much as mine to make sure that I actually end up with a big litter of pups." The smile on her muzzle widened as she spoke, and a shiver of joy raced through her. "Oh, Kiko, I think this means that you just… that you just knocked me up! I'm gonna be a mom! This is the best day of my life!"

Beaming at the shaman, the spirit grabbed his head and unceremoniously pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss, tightly entwining her tongue with his. However, the certainty that he had impregnated her didn't actually quench her lust. On the contrary, her body heated up even more and every strand of her snowy white fur started to glow as brightly as the rune on her abdomen when she was overcome by a deep desire for more. But when she glided a hand around Kiko's throbbing, cum-soaked cock, he recoiled from her touch with a shaky groan. "A-ah, c-careful, Ori. I'm still sensitive!"

Ori let out a disappointed whine as her partner was unable to continue, and she turned to his brother. The other moki was still sitting on the windowsill, but he returned her needy gaze with a lusty, drooling leer, his body tense with anticipation like a wolf that was about to pounce on its prey. He seemed more than ready to take the shaman's spot, and nobody knew that better than Kiko himself.

"I'm sorry but I need a moment to recover and get used to this, Ori. My cock is way too sensitive right now," the shaman apologized, leaning toward her for a quick peck on the lips. Then he moved aside and lay down on the sheets beside her, nodding at his brother with an encouraging smile. "But I think someone else is more than eager to help you out. Go ahead, Jig, she's all yours."

The spirit nodded enthusiastically and flipped over onto her hands and knees, raising her tail to flaunt her fluffy butt and her gaped, dripping pussy at Jig. "Well, you heard him, so what are you waiting for? Come here and fuck me, big boy!" she purred, spreading her ass cheeks with one hand while she wrapped her other around Kiko's paw, holding hands with him while his brother took her up on the offer.

Wasting no time, the brown-furred moki jumped off the windowsill and climbed onto the bed, approaching Ori with his giant, swollen dong swinging about and dripping pre onto the sheets at every step.

The spirit's anticipation couldn't have been any bigger, and her insatiable lust overrode any concerns about the male's absolutely monstrous girth. This was exactly what she needed right now, and she doubled down on her offer, teasingly wagging her rump and tail at him while she moaned, "Come on, Jig, get to it and breed me already."

“I'm on it,” Jig snickered, and he didn't even bother to get down on his knees behind her and shift into position. No, he pounced on her back with a horny grunt and clasped her hips and shoulders with his paws and feet.

Ori squeaked in surprise as the big moki male landed on top of her, and she burst into a guttural scream of pleasure when he immediately slammed his huge, barbed cock into her loose pussy and claimed her with a horny groan. In a single eager, forceful thrust, he parted her wet folds and he pushed deeper, through her cervix and into her womb, until he had buried every inch of his enlarged girth inside her, bulging her abdomen and stirring his brother's sloshing load inside her.

The spirit howled even harder when Jig yanked his giant rod back out of her, once again making her feel every bump and ridge on his girth as he dragged it across her sensitive walls and her even more sensitive cervix, and she kept squealing with joy as he started to pound her with deep, forceful thrusts.

The moki's pleasure was only negligibly less than hers as he cried out, "Ah, s-so hot! So tight! Fuck, it's so good! Ori, your pussy is the best thing ever!"

Thanks to Jig's deep, vigorous thrusts, Ori's quaking limbs finally yielded to the weight of his body and she collapsed onto the sheets, face-down with her knees and elbows out. The little incident only momentarily halted the male's pounding, and he quickly reasserted his hold on her and wrapped his feet tightly around her waist. Then he continued to drive his giant schlong in and out of her stretched, swollen pussy with obscenely wet and noisy smacks and squelches, pushing in and tugging out her plump folds at every thrust. His balls had joined the lewd fun as well, swinging and slapping against her fluffy white thighs to remind her of his boosted potency at every resounding clap.

However, the male moki had only gotten started, and he rapidly picked up the speed and force of his thrusts as he worked himself into a proper rutting frenzy. With an assertive growl, he also wrapped his paws around the spirit's face and shoved two fingers each into her muzzle, forcing her jaw open as he tried to get a firm grip on her skull. Then he yanked her head back against his chest until it looked like he was a jockey riding an unruly mare, his tail whipping around in the same relentless rhythm as his thrusts, and the rough, horny way he manhandled Ori was enough to push her over the edge again.

The spirit's eyes rolled back into her head and spit flew out of her muzzle as she came with a thundering howl, flooding the whole building with dazzling light when her whole body lit up like the sun. Once again, her mind melted down into a mush of pure bliss and joy, and her pussy erupted into frantic contractions, squirting out a wet, goopy mess of her juices, Jig's pre, and his brother's cum every time the moki plunged his giant, nubbed prick inside her.

"Yes! Ori! This feels so amazing! I love your pussy! I love my new cock!" Jig moaned as he was hit by the full force of Ori's orgasm, and his rapture was joined by a promise that made Ori's ears perk up. "Fuck, this is so good, I think I'm about to cum!"

"Yes! Fuck! Jig! Don't hold back! Breed me, Jig!" the spirit burst out, even though his fingers in her muzzle turned her words into a jumbled mess of orgasmic joy.

Nevertheless, her message was crystal clear to the moki. He joined her climax with one last, violent thrust, burying every last inch of his enhanced monster schlong inside her cunt to make sure that the first spurt of his thick, creamy baby batter went straight into her womb to merge with his brother's seed into a cocktail of pure, life-giving essence. 

Jig kept Ori in a tight, trembling hold against his chest for a few moments, spilling enough fat ropes of sperm into her receptive depths to swell the bump on her belly by another inch. Then, his hips began to move again, and he continued to stir the massive, gooey load in her uterus with his giant, flexing schlong as he thrust and nutted inside her at the same time.

The spirit rewarded the recommencing pounding with a rapturous squeal and even more vigorous contractions. Her channel squeezed and clenched around every inch of the moki's spurting cock while he forced himself through her orgasmic convulsions with unstoppable lust, carrying her and himself into an even more intense orgasm.

All the while, Kiko lay beside the mating couple, one paw firmly entwined with Ori's hand and the other wrapped around his re-engorged, throbbing fuck meat, stroking himself as he watched their mindless, feral breeding with a lusty grin and breathy groans. Whatever oversensitivity the shaman had experienced after his first climax and the spontaneous growth of his cock had vanished, and when his brother started to thrust again mid-orgasm, he cheered him on, "Yes, move those hips, Jig. Fuck her hard and fill her with your pups. Give her all you got."

Jig nodded avidly, whining and grunting with unspeakable joy as he kept thrusting as hard as he could. Spurt after spurt, he swelled and bloated the howling, cumming spirit with more of his seed, ballooning her womb with his baby batter even though half of his load didn't even make it inside her, gushing from her stretched folds in big, goopy squirts.

Ori didn't mind the huge mess her partner was making of her legs and the sheets below her one bit. Honestly, she hardly even noticed the waterfall of spunk that was running down her thighs because the relentless stuffing and pounding scrambled her brain so much that only a single thought prevailed in her head, an idea so powerful and all-encompassing that it merged with her overwhelming pleasure into something even more perfect: she was getting bred! They weren't roleplaying! She was actually going to be a mother! A mother of her own pups! So many pups!

The spirit's heavenly high lasted until Jig had spilled every last drop of his seed inside her and stopped thrusting, releasing her head and muzzle from his tight hold. However, as her thoughts cleared and she slipped into a contented afterglow, she realized that the male wasn't bothering to pull his cock out of her. Instead, he offered a paw to his brother beside her. "Fuck, you wouldn't believe how good this feels. Do you wanna join me and find out?" he asked the shaman. "Do you wanna breed her together?"

Kiko's eyes sparkled with excitement, but before he agreed, he tightened his paw around Ori's hand and turned to her. "That sounds like a fun idea, but I don't want to overwhelm her. Ori, what do you say? Do you think you can take both of us at once?"

The moki loved sharing, be it food, water, beds, or mates, and the spirit didn't have enough fingers to count the times she had been gang-banged by a bunch of horny moki males. More often than not, they also shared holes, but although she had been double and triple-penetrated before, none of it was comparable to what they were proposing right now. The brothers literally suggested stuffing both of their massively enlarged fuck rods into her already stretched cunt… yet the idea made her heart pound with ineffable excitement. Getting bred by both studs at once? What more could she ask for? With an eager nod, she replied, "Fuck yeah, I want to take both of you!"

The two moki looked at each other with a grin. Then they nodded and Jig moved to the side, straddling Ori's left leg to leave his brother some space on the other side. He also pulled halfway out of her so Kiko could more easily align his barbed, tapered tip with her slit, and the shaman immediately made good use of the extra space. As soon as he had aligned his cock with the spirit's stretched labia, he pushed forward with slow, measured force until his whole glans was inside her. Then he shoved in the rest with a powerful thrust, and Jig followed suit, both of them driving their schlongs into her pussy until their hips pushed into each other and they couldn't go any deeper.

Ori screamed as the males claimed her both at once, and she almost passed out from the stimulation as they thrust their tips through her cervix, colorful stars flashing before her eyes. Bloated with cum and stretched by two gargantuan cocks, she had never felt fuller in her life, but she had never felt better either, and she needed more. Overcome by a surge of primal lust, the rune on her belly lit up and a hungry grin slipped onto her muzzle. Before her partners could have second thoughts regarding her initial reaction, she begged, "Go on! Fuck me, you two! Fuck me with your giant cocks and don't stop until you both pumped another litter inside me! Fuck me! Claim me! Breed me!"

The spirit's emphatic encouragement turned into a breathy squeal of joy as the moki brothers took her up on her words and began to move their hips, plunging their barbed breeding rods in and out of her. They naturally switched to alternating thrusts, one pushing in while the other pulled back, and they quickly picked up the pace from there, moaning and whining with pleasure as they rubbed their sensitive cocks as much against her tight, stretched walls as against each other.

"This is even better," Jig squealed. "Doing her together was the best idea ever!"

"Yes, this is so good!" Kiko joined with a breathy cry. "My cock is so big and sensitive now, and I love it! I love it so much! Thank you, Ori!"

The spirit didn't respond, though, as her brain was too overwhelmed by stimulation to form a single coherent sentence. Not to mention that she was too busy screaming with joy to talk, her whole body shaking and trembling each time one of the brothers thrust inside her, and she erupted into an orgasm only moments later, rewarding their forceful, relentless womb-fuck with frantic, gushing contractions.

"S-she's cumming again! Oh fuck, this is so hot!" Kiko moaned.

Jig nodded eagerly. "Yes, and she's clenching so much! I don't think I'm gonna last long like this."

"Me neither!" the moki shaman squealed. "Do you think our pups will be moki or spirits like her?"

"I don't know, and I don't care!" Jig squealed. “This is the best sex I've ever had, and I want just more!

"Me too! Fuck, I love you two so much! This is the best day of my life!" Kiko gasped before he intertwined his tail with Jig's and wrapped an arm around his brother's back, pulling him tightly against him.

Ori's ears flicked as she heard a wet smack, and when she realized that the two moki brothers were making out with each other, sharing a deep, sloppy tongue kiss with each other while they were hammering her cunt like two pistons of an engine, she came even harder. Clutching the sheets, she screamed and howled with immeasurable bliss, no longer caring if anyone in the village below heard her as she rode on the most powerful high of her life, and the two males were only getting started.

Although the males claimed that they wouldn't last long thanks to Ori's orgasmic squeezing and clenching, they still lasted much longer than she could handle. Thrust after thrust, her mind unraveled under the overwhelming, unyielding sensory onslaught, and she lost herself entirely to the rhythm of their combined lovemaking, the clapping of their huge, swollen balls resounding in her ears as they pounded her seemingly forever.

All the while, the spirit's snowy white fur glittered brightly, and a new, tingling energy accumulated inside her, escalating her exuberant orgasm toward something even bigger and more potent. She wasn't sure what awaited her. She had never felt like this in her life, and her thoughts were too clouded by lust to make sense of it, but she eventually found out what was happening to her when the brothers joined her orgasm with hearty, throaty cries of ecstasy. Like a catalyst, their joint eruption unleashed the pent-up energy inside her in a sudden, surprisingly physical explosion. It wasn't so intense that it hurt any of them, but it was nevertheless powerful enough to force them apart and send them tumbling in three different directions.

Ori cried in surprise as she was flung across the bed, and when she finally came to rest, she found herself in a shoulder stand, leaning back against the headboard of her bed with her arms spread out and the world around her upside down. Looking around, she saw that the two moki had settled on their backs, each on one half of her bed. Enveloped by swirling, pulsating strands of blue and white spirit magic, they were still shooting their loads at full force, their plump, melon-sized nuts jumping and churning and their fat rods flexing, tensing, bulging from the sheer amount of cum that rushed through them and erupted from their tips. Like a pair of geysers, they were cumming so hard that they no longer ejaculated individual ropes of seed, but spewed out a constant, bubbling stream of baby batter with so much force that they painted the ceiling above with it. Most of their excessive output came raining down again not much later, showering not just her whole king-sized bed, but half of the room around until every surface, every dresser, chair, and table was covered with streaks and splatters of cum.

That colossal mess should have all gone inside her, the spirit bemoaned with a disappointed mewl as the males spilled their precious seed across her home, only to watch in awe as her unleashed powers imbued and changed the males even more. While their massive, spurting dicks didn't grow any bigger, their sheaths started quivering and bulging even harder than their shafts, and her jaw dropped as ropes of gooey seed began to erupt from inside of them. From each of their furred sleeves, a brand-new tapered tip emerged, and while they were still cumming their brains out, they each grew a whole second dick the same size and heavenly, nubby texture as the first.

When the two moki finally recovered from their orgasms, Ori pointed out their new endowments with a dumbfounded stammer, "K-Kiko, Jig, a-am I seeing double or do you have two dicks now?!"

The males stared at her in confusion. Then they looked down at their crotches and gasped in utter disbelief at what they found, as they were each greeted by twice the pulsing, dripping cock meat.

Of the two moki, Kiko was the first to recover his voice, and he squeaked, "No, you're right. That's a second dick. I- I have a second dick now! I don't know how this is possible…" He shakily wrapped a paw around each rod. "…but they're both real and so sensitive. Fuck, how did you do this?"

"I don't know!" Ori replied. "Maybe your rune is too effective?"

"No, it's not too effective," Jig objected without hesitation, his yellow eyes half-closed and glowing with lust as he stroked his two dicks. "It's perfect. Twice the cock, twice the girth, twice the fun."

Something about the moki's words struck something in the spirit's horny mind, and she repeated under her breath, "Twice the cock. Twice the girth. Twice the fun." If this had been the result of her powers going rogue, they were most definitely affecting her own body the same, and a thrilled shiver raced through her as she inspected her gaped, drooling pussy. It was not only reddened and thoroughly loosened from the merciless double pounding the two males had given her, but it was noticeably softer, squishier, plumper, and much, much stretchier, and she moaned, "Fuck, you're right, Jig!"

"I'm right? Right with what?" the moki squeaked, tilting his head at her in confusion.

"About the growth! You're right! This is perfect!" the spirit raved. Then she waved at the two males with an eager smile. "Anyway, let's continue where we left off, and this time, I need you two to cum inside me, okay?"

"Inside you? Together?" Kiko asked, concernedly furrowing his brow. "We literally have double the dick now and we barely fit inside you before. Are you sure this will work?"

"Yes!" Ori's response was as short as it was decisive, and while the shaman hesitated, his brother took her up on her request without a second thought. 

Eager to give his new equipment a spin, Jig dashed toward the spirit and climbed on top of her, not even giving her time to get into a different position as he dangled his barbed, tapered double dicks above her gaped slit and got ready to breed her reverse piledriver style. Since his two huge dongs naturally repelled each other with their immense girth, he had to force them together with his paws before he could align them with her now comparatively tight opening, but once he managed to slip the tips inside her, he let go of his shafts and braced his palms against the headboard of the bed. Widening his stance, he then looked over his shoulder down at her and asked, "Are you ready, Ori?"

"Yes!" Ori purred. "Breed me, big boy!"

That's all the moki needed to hear. Without missing a beat, he drove his twin dicks down into the horny spirit, stretching her slit, her channel, and her cervix as he shoved both tips deep inside her womb. He didn't stop until he had buried every last inch inside her, continuing to ram his rods deeper until his huge, heavy sack slapped against her cum-bloated, wobbling belly, making his and Kiko's previous loads slosh and gurgle. "Ah, doing this with two dicks feels even better than I thought. Fuck, I love this so much," he groaned as he bottomed out, his eyes burning with pleasure. "This is the best day ever!" Then he yanked his hips back up and started to pound the spirit with the same vigor, but twice the breeding meat as before.

Ori rewarded the recommencing rut with a deep, resounding squeal of bliss, and she almost immediately exploded into another mind-shattering orgasm as Jig overwhelmed her with surge after surge of fresh stimulation. No more thoughts, only pure pleasure dominated her as the moki hammered her with raunchy grunts and groans, eager to pump an even bigger litter straight into her womb. All the while, the symbol on her belly flashed to the rhythm of his thrusts because every time he bottomed out in her clenching cunt, the magical blue glow was buried beneath his fat breeding orbs as they whacked against her swollen belly, making it shake and wobble violently.

Meanwhile, Kiko watched the squealing spirit's utter domination from the other side of the bed. The moki's golden eyes burned with arousal and a strand of saliva dripped from his open muzzle onto his necklace of crystals. His two giant barbed fuck rods were hard as rock, throbbing and oozing a constant stream of pre and cum, yet he hesitated to join them as it didn't look like she could fit another dick inside her inordinately stretched pussy

Yet, the fact that Jig stretched Ori out harder and further than ever before didn't keep her from fluttering her eyelashes at the moki shaman and beckoning him with a curled finger. And once she recovered from the initial brunt of her orgasm, she spread her legs even wider and moaned, "Kiko, come! Join us! Fuck me together!" And when he didn't immediately pounce on her like his brother, she begged, "Please, I need you both inside me!"

Finally, movement came into the reluctant moki and he approached the upside-down spirit However, he stopped short of her pussy because his brother was very much in his way, blocking his access with his butt, balls, tail, and the whole rest of his fluffy brown body as he hammered her like he was trying to drive her down into the mattress. 

As Kiko was standing in front of Ori's face, unsure how to proceed, she eagerly grabbed one of his dangling rods and guided it to her muzzle to sample a taste of his boosted, hyper-virile breeding meat with a big, greedy lick.  Her lusty affection finally gave him the mental kick he needed to figure out what he had to do. With no further hesitation, the shaman turned around and squatted over the spirit, shifting backward until his butt and tail pressed against his brother's backside. "Jig, can you stop thrusting for just a second?"

 Jig groaned unwillingly, but he did as Kiko requested, pausing his pounding so that the shaman could move into position. "S-sure! You gonna try to put it in too? Try using your paws because you won't get them inside without them."

Ori bit her lip and trembled with anticipation as Kiko aligned his tips with her already excessively stretched pussy. Carefully, he pushed his cocks together and pressed them against his brother's fat, nubby pricks as he guided them toward her distended folds. From afar as from up close, it seemed like it would be almost impossible to fit even just one of his rods, but her labia proved so flexible that the shaman managed to tuck both of his tips inside.

The spirit whined when Jig slowly pulled his two members back out to the tips as well. Spread open by nothing but four barbed, tapered glans, she knew exactly what the males had in mind as they pressed their butts together and entwined their tails.

"Are you ready, Kiko?" Jig asked, glancing over his shoulder at his brother while he braced himself against the headboard.

The shaman nodded and bent over the spirit, gripping her head with both paws to steady himself. Shoving his thumbs into her muzzle, he replied, "I'm ready!"

In the same heartbeat, the brothers thrust down with all their strength and claimed Ori in a double piledriver. Inch after inch, they pulled her channel open wider than ever before. Two massive, throbbing outlines appeared on her abdomen, Kiko's cocks stretching her skin so far that every bump and nub was visible, and while she couldn't see Jig's members she felt them all the more as the two males poured all their lust and strength into their initial thrust, pushing deeper and ever deeper.

The spirit erupted into a wet, incomprehensible scream of ecstasy as the moki impaled her with their four giant, barbed pricks. Nothing could compare to this moment, and it became even more intense as they forced their tips through her cervix together and invaded her womb as one, bottoming out with a mutual howl that brimmed with the same mindless, magical bliss that snapped her brain into two right now.

There was no more doubt about it: Ori's powers had changed her body just as much as that of the two males. She had become the perfect receptacle for their lust and love, their enlarged cocks, and soon their combined loads. "Yes!" the spirit howled, her eyes crossed and drool spilling from her muzzle. By now, she was more moki cock than herself below the waist, and their fat, throbbing fuck meats shook her body so much that her heartbeat synchronized with their powerful pulsing. The incomprehensible, unyielding, and mind-shattering rush of stimulation from the inordinate stretching made her desperate for more. "Fuck me! Break me! Breed me!"

The spirit didn't have to tell the males twice. Their bodies tense and their muscles taut, they were focusing all their willpower on restraining themselves, but once she gave the green light, they let loose with a combined moan of lust, extracting their rods halfway from her channel before they rammed them back in, again and again. With their butts pressed against each other and their four giant rods vying for her incredibly tight, warm channel, their first few thrusts were still sluggish, but driven by an inexorable urge to breed, they soon got the hang of it, their pace accelerating and their whines and moans escalating into primal, feral howls and cries of pleasure.

On top of Ori's, Kiko's, and Jig's raunchy serenade of bliss, their concerted thrusts soon also filled her home with a lewd soundscape of smacks and slurps, slaps and shlorps as their barbed pricks raked her sensitive insides and their massive girths rubbed her G-spot and her clit from the inside. And every time they pulled out, they dragged out her stretched, plumpened pussy by two inches before shoving it in again, and again, distending her abdomen and stirring the sloshing load inside her womb.

Ori had no words for the feral breeding the brothers subjected her to as she was too busy cumming her brain out. In and out, even the slightest movement of their monstrous cocks drowned her with new stimulation, and with Kiko's paws wrapped around her head, his thumbs in her muzzle, and his weight pinning her down, she couldn't move anywhere. She couldn't even squirm as the males pounded her from above in their heated double piledriver. She could only shake and tremble from the constant sensory overload, squealing, screaming, howling at the top of her lungs like the neediest, sluttiest moki bitch. Her cries of ecstasy only paused whenever she had to catch her breath, but once she had filled her lungs with air brimming with the moki's thick musk and pheromones, she burst into an even hotter louder cry. Yet, although she was clenching furiously around her partners' rods in the most violent orgasm of her life, the pounding had only just begun.

Minute after minute, the moki demonstrated their impressive stamina in a relentless rutting rhythm while the intense rush of stimulation melted their minds just as much as hers. Eyes rolled back, muzzles open, drooling and huffing, grunting and groaning, squealing, howling, screaming, they had completely lost themselves in their primal breeding, and there was only one way for this to end as they pumped her pussy on their way toward a mutual orgasm with perfectly synchronized thrusts.

Meanwhile, the spirit bounced from one high to the next in an endless blur of bliss. Yet, their belly-bulging pounding couldn't quench her lust in the slightest. No, their passion only stoked her all-consuming hunger for their virile loads, and she gushed and clenched harder and harder, her depths violently contracting around the quadruple dick they battered inside her in an attempt to wrest an orgasm from their massive nuts.

Finally, just when Ori was about to snap from her unfulfilled desire, the moki brothers blessed her with the biggest, most explosive orgasm she had ever experienced. Howling in unison, Kiko and Jig trenched their fat, barbed dicks deep inside her pussy, stretching her channel to the limit and plugging the entrance to her womb, and the subsequent twitching, tensing, and wet, noisy gurgling announced the glorious filling she had yearned for so desperately.

Despite the cum that already swelled the spirit's womb, the males' initial spurts were strong enough to distend the skin of her belly by several inches as if it was cheap rubber, and the torrents that followed the first blasts from all four tips rapidly swelled her middle to even greater dimensions. Spurt by spurt, ounce after ounce, they pumped her full to the brim and inflated her uterus with more of their potent cream. Within seconds, they rounded her middle into a ball, and not much later, they had nutted so much baby batter inside her that her expanding belly began to sag onto her chest under its own weight.

All the while, Ori squealed with joy as her partners' gargantuan orgasms catapulted her into realms beyond comprehension, scrambling her mind so much that she lost track of time, making it feel like the best moment of her life was lasting an eternity. This was everything she had hoped for, and so much more, a rush so intense and perfect that she grew addicted to it, and she relished every single second, wishing it would never end.

The moki kept cumming for two minutes straight, their dicks pumping and pulsing in an inexorable frenzy, their sacks clenching and their faces frozen in a state of perpetual bliss, muzzles open and drool running down their chins. However, once they had swelled her belly to the point where it looked like she had been knocked up by every single moki male in the entirety of Niwen, their climaxes drew to an end. Their effusive, seemingly bottomless output ebbed and before long, the tension in their bodies dissipated like air from a loose balloon, their tails disentangling and their arms and legs shaking. 

Happy, but drained, Jig and Kiko eventually could no longer hold their position on top of the stuffed spirit. They lost their balance at the same time, and as they toppled over, they dropped to either side of their partner, yanking their giant schlongs out of her pussy as they fell.

The abrupt, unplanned extraction pushed Ori back across the sheets and left her lying flat on her back while screaming with blinding pleasure. Her depths convulsed and contracted furiously for another minute, but then her climax subsided as well and she slipped into a hazy afterglow, her whole body still tingling from the immense stretching and filling she had received.

With her mind finally recovering, the spirit sluggishly lifted her hands onto her titanic, gurgling cum belly and gave it a cautious rub. She felt more bloated than ever before, but although the pressure inside her womb was beyond description, her body seemed more than able to handle the massive expansion. Only a minuscule trickle of thick, gooey seed escaped her gaped cunt as her cervix had tightened back up to its original size, and instead of discomfort, she was bathed in infinite happiness. "Wow, you two really filled me up. That's gonna be so, so many pups," she moaned, shooting a blissed-out look at the two moki. "Thank you so much! Thank you for your help, Kiko. Thank you for the breeding, Jig. I love you two, and I couldn't wish for two better daddies for my pups."

"You're welcome, Ori," the moki shaman giggled, grinning at her with half-lidded eyes as he cuddled up against her side. Hugging her cum-stuffed, doming middle with one arm, he cradled her head with the other and met her in a deep, affectionate tongue kiss. "I love you too."

Meanwhile, Jig got up on all fours with a groan and shuffled toward the underside of Ori's inflated belly. Brushing his paw across the rune on her abdomen, he gasped, "Look! The symbol is changing."

Although the spirit saw the glow, she couldn't see what was happening on the underside of her ballooned middle, so she asked, "What is it? I can't see it! What is happening to it?"

"The lines are turning into circles with dots inside. There's one, two… twelve of them," the moki explained.

His words sent a thrilled shiver through Ori. Although she didn't know for sure, she had a hunch what this meant. "That sounds like I'm gonna have a litter of twelve, right? That's so many."

"Ten more than moki usually get," Kiko remarked, his eyes glowing with excitement. "Looks like you've become the tribe's most fertile mother."

"Yes, and the hottest one too! You look so sexy like that, Ori," Jig purred as he joined their cuddle, snuggling up to Ori from the other side. Like his brother, he pulled her into a deep, passionate tongue kiss before he added, "Fuck, I think I love you."

"And I love you too. I love both of you," Ori replied, one arm wrapped around each of the moki as she lay back and closed her eyes with a rapt smile. "This is the absolute best day of my life." And it had only just begun because she heard the thudding of dozens of paws from outside her home. Their intense, noisy breeding had apparently attracted the attention of the rest of the tribe, and they were now on their way to check out what the ruckus was all about. Once they'd see her, once they'd learn about her fertility, the fun would continue like it never ended as they bred her just as the brothers had bred her. They would undoubtedly end up in a huge fuck pile on her bed, and with that, she would finally be one of them: a mother of the tribe whose future lay in Niwen more than ever, and the joint mate of the tribe's shaman and his brother.

The spirit spread her legs in anticipation, eager to welcome the rest of the tribe, and as the door to her home opened and the first group of curious moki poured in, only one question remained on her mind: would her powers bless the other males just like Kiko and Jig? Would they also affect the female moki and make them as ready to take their partners' enhanced cocks like her? She very much hoped so, and she couldn't wait to find out.