Rou and Soline sat gossiping idly, the two snuggled closely as they regarded each other after having not seen each other in a while, when things take a decidedly erotic turn...

The Mistress Maneuver - A log between Rougia and Soline

Rou chuckled and smiled up at Soline, having exhausted other topics, now turning her attention to the Pantheress's absent pet, the Gardevoir Galen. "Y' know," Rou said, chrring,"Ah'd be careful 'round Galen right now. She's been a bit... bold of late an' ah think she might try an' get hold of you," She chrred, peering over the top of her glasses at Soline intently. "Y' know.. for sexy purposes.." Rou added, winking.

Soline scoffed. “Psh...just you wait and see, the poor thing won't know what hit her," The feline said, stretching casually and winking. “Maybe I should just keep /you/ and demonstrate the next time I see her? Tease and slurp all over you, before packing you away somewhere dark and tight and slimy.”

Rou chuckled dryly. "Oh no. Whatever shall ah do." She deadpanned, smirking. "Seriously though.. ah'd watch yer tail, sugar. Galen said she's been feelin' froggy lately, an' ah think she's gonna jump ya."

Soline simply batted her eyelashes innocently, before snatching up the cutebat for a kiss. "Pff, she can be as froggy as she likes, jumping me'll just get her riiight where she belongs."

The bat grinned, leaning in and pressing her smaller muzzle to Soline's, slipping a VERY lengthy amount of tongue into the pantheress's muzzle.

Soline raised her eyebrow in surprise, but pressed the kiss in longer with a delighted trill, lips greedily accepting every inch of the bat’s inky black tongue, even gulping teasingly as her own wrapped playfully around the thick muscle.

Rou chrred softly, before finally breaking the kiss, pulling her tongue back out with some effort, the long black muscle slick with her own saliva and Soline's. "Mmm.. Caramel flavor," She said, licking her lips and grinning. "Always did love that aboutcha."

"Mnhmm..." Soline winked playfully, breathing warmly over the bat, letting her sweetened, caramel scent surround Rou's tiny muzzle, licking her lips and relishing the bat's own subtle tastes.

While the two kissed and cuddled, something seemed to hover in from behind, unheard and unnoticed. It wasn't until Rou looked up at Soline with a sheepish smile and said,"Well... sorry bout this..." That the panther realized something was amiss. In seconds, a tingly warmth surrounded Soline, making her drop the bat as the room suddenly seemed to enlarge! Turning she spied Galen, grinning toothily at the pantheress, dropping her down to 4 feet in height, then 2... then 1... 6 inches... before finally stopping at 4 and a half inches tall!

 <Whew!> The Gardevoir said, wiping her forehead. <That always takes a bit of concentration.> She smiled, and, looming over Soline with a wide, leering smile, squatted down to get a better look at her mistress. Galen chuckled, the Gardevoir still clearly not wearing undies, as Soline could see. <Hello, Mistress.>

Soline purred contentedly; she had a batty to cuddle and slurp, and then eat, teasing Galen with all the while whenever the gardie would show up. At the bat's insincere sounding 'apology' however, the hairs rose along the back of her neck, frowning at Rou as that tingling glow surrounded her entire body. "Wha-?" The sight of everything growing /bigger/ left the pantheress speechless as she dropped the bat, already shrinking under seven feet. Turning and spying the gardevoir, she growled softly, stepping forward… and losing three feet with a single step. "G-Galen!...stop?" She blurted out, looking around in shock as she shrank down, smaller than Galen, smaller than /Rou/, down to less than five inches tall. "Dammit!" She snapped, watching the towering gardie wipe her forehead with a grin. "Unshrink m-uhh...." 

The words die in her throat, feeling a distinctly alien twinge of fear at the sight of her lover looming over her, followed by a distinct /blush/ as her gaze drifts south, towards Galen's clearly bare nethers, very visible under her dress from the panther's new height.

"Galen..unshrink me or else." She frowned.

<Oh, but then I wouldn't have enough energy for the next trick,> Galen said, licking her lips. and focusing. Squinting one eye, another odd, tingling sensation washed over the Pantheress! Blinking her eyes, Soline suddenly found her gaze focused on…

Herself.

Another Soline stared back at her, open mouthed, looking just as confused and alarmed as her counterpart.

"Neat!" Rou said, from behind Soline, grinning down at the two of them. "Now, ya'll play nice. Ah'm gonna be in the next room, findin' a movie t' watch," The bat said, leaving the bedroom to the three of them.

<Well, Mistress… or should that be Mistresses?> Galen asked, licking her lips rather suggestively before going on. <How do you like my improved Substitute move? I can make it work on others now! But the best part,> She said, scooping both Solines up in each hand,<Is that since you're so small, it costs me almost nothing to copy you.. and the power transfer is nothing too,> She chuckled, those ruby eyes looking from one to the other.

"Next trick?" Soline huffed, her tail swishing from side to side anxiously. Despite herself, she couldn't help but feel a delightful rush of curiousity. "What new trick?" She prepared herself, feeling a distinctly abnormal tingle of fear in the presence of the now gigantic Galen.

Before she could question her pet any further, Soline found herself staring into her own eyes! Another /her/ appeared without any kind of fuss, simply air one moment, and a second Soline the next.

"What..."
"What the..." 

the pair stared at one another, before Rou distracted them, both lithe felines tipping their heads upwards at her words. As one, their attention snapped to Galen, though the original couldn't help casting an amused smirk at Rou's backside as she left. "I...how...undo this!" the original Soline snapped.

They yelped in simultaneous surprise as the lightly sweating Galen scooped them both up, holding tightly enough to prevent either squirming free. After a brief struggle, Soline looked up into the huge ruby eyes, a distinct /shiver/ running down her spine. "Galen… if I've done anything to upset you..." She smiled weakly.

<Of course you haven't!> The Gardevoir said, disturbingly cheerfully. <But I'd say, I'm due my turn to be in charge for a little while. And, this new Substitute trick is awesome: The real you retains all the power of the original size, but instead of 'halving' your energy to create a new you, it only uses enough to make a miniature one,> Galen says, grinning. <I could make dozens of you... but I think you know what I'm  going to do first, mm?> She asked, looking from one to the other. <Now.. which of you is the real one?> She asks, looking from her left hand to the right, raising an eyebrow.

"Good...." Soline raised an eyebrow, concerned at quite how cheerful the gardie is, before realizing what Galen was planning. "Aha...no...don't even think I'm letting you take charge. I /command/ you to unshrink me, right now!" She demanded again, squirming, and trying to stretch open the gardie's fingers, particularly at mention of retaining all her power and energy, before blanching at the question. A dozen thoughts running through her mind at exactly what Galen might be planning...and blushing profusely at most of them.

At Galens question of which is which, both Solines pause. "What do you mean?...I'M the real one!" Both felines snapped in unison, before glowering at each other. Though, if the gardie's explanation was sound, the real panther would likely be substantially stronger.

<Oh dear,> Galen crooned to the two of them, licking her lips,<Better pick one quickly. I'd hate to ingest the real one and find out later,> She said, trilling deeply, a bit of drool escaping her chin as she watched her miniaturized mistress argue with herself.

The real Soline blanched nervously and squirmed. "I...I'm the real one! Put me...put me /down/ Galen!" She flexed powerfully again, gaze locked on the gardie's face and turning a shade paler at the dribble of drool running down her creamy white chin. She /thought/ she knew the gardie couldn't digest meat but… then again, she thought she had utter domination over her pet. The other Soline chose to speak up at that point. “No, I’m the real one! Now I /demand/ that you release me at once!”

"Shut up!" She snapped across to the other Soline "You'll disappear when she makes me big again anyway!" Of course, the other Soline protested, squirmed and argued almost as much.

<Mmm.. I dunno,> Galen said, looking to the left. <I thought you were there first. But then,> She continued, looking to the Soline in the right hand,<Perhaps you're the real and she's the clone. So hard to tell..> A lie, of course; Galen could literally SEE which was which... though she wasn't about to reveal that just yet. <Oh, dear, who to choose.. Oh!> She paused, grinning,<I know. I'll bet which ever one of you tastes better is the copy. They always taste so delicious..>

The two felines squirm as one and complain "How can you not know I'm the real one!!" The real Soline mewled nervously at the taunt, while the other Soline grins toothily. "Ah...eat...eat her then!"

"Hey, stoppit! Galen...uh...honey?...put me down now? This isn't f-funny anymore!" She huffed, squirming against Galen's fingers. "Make me big again… r-right now and… and I promise. I won't get revenge?" She lied through an encouraging smile.

The Gardevoir shruged. <I'll just have to taste you both,> She said, bringing the real Soline to her lips and licking the Pantheress's chest, under her chin and over her face, the soft, broad Gardevoir tongue trailing saliva behind. <Mmm.. Caramel,> Galen said, chuckling. <Now you,> She trills, bringing the fake to her lips as well, and licking again, giggling as the second pantheress sputtered!

"W-wait, no!" both girls screamed in unison, the real Soline clearly not trusting Galen's judgment in taste, and the clone clearly hoping the real one tasted better. "Eurgh!" Soline spluttered, smothered by the broad, soft, heated muscle as it slurped /thoroughly/ over her chest and face, leaving her fringe dank and slick with drool, a trail of saliva stringing from her face to Galen's lip for a moment as the gardie slurped away a mouthful of caramel tainted drool, leaving Soline to squirm, knowing quite how sweet others find her. The other pantheress squirmed, receiving an identical treatment, spluttering and wriggling, praying that, like her energy, her taste is diminished enough to fool Galen into thinking the real one is tastier.

The Gardevoir smacked her lips and grinned, eyeing the real Soline and chuckling. <You,> She said, trilling,<You taste MUCH better.> She opened her mouth wide, the real Soline's eyes going wide in fright.....

Before the Gardevoir's open mouth came down, instead, on the smug looking fake, who immediately began to scream! Legs kicked as soft lips grasped at the Pantheress's waist, lifting her out of the hand that had clutched her and into the air. Again, Galen's tongue came into play, rubbing along the squirming substitute's belly, then over her nethers, slowly sucking her in, relishing the yells and squirms, while the real Soline watched…

Both Solines watched the gardie's plump, rosy lips slurp and relish every inch of taste, before her mouth decended towards the real one. "Oh....oh god, no. Galen, no stop!!!" Soline screamed out, wriggling furiously as the gardie's maw stretched wiiiide, wider than a normal mouth has any right to it seemed, revealing a pink, dripping, glistening cavern before the panther. White with fear, Soline instead watched the maw clamp down around...her copy! The startled clone began squirming and wriggling furiously as Galen slurped and pressed her lips firmly around the fake Soline's hips, drawing her up higher, until she was 'draped' over the poke-girl's lower lip, kicking and wriggling desperately! Muffled screams resounded from inside Galen's maw as that slurping, teasing, broad pink tongue explored every inch of her sweetened, soft fur, delving up between her legs and into the feline’s pliant cunny as she was steadily drawn in, while the real panther panted with relief, watching nervously as her copy slid in to the thighs, then knees, slooowly in all the way to her ankles, until the soft, bare feet and pressed firmly up against Galen's plump lips.

Galen paused, the tip of the copy Soline's tail and her feet still pressed against her lips to wink at her mistress... before sucking her in with a wet slurp and giving a loud, solid swallow, the squirming bulge passing down her throat easily. "Mmmm.." She said audibly, licking her lips and trilling. <That was delicious... but not as good as the real thing, I think,> She trilled, lifting Soline to her face while enjoying the fake feline’s struggles in her belly. <What should I do with you now...?>

Soline simply stared, all struggles and complaints gone as a reddish tint and white pall fight for supremacy across her cheeks. Watching that tail twitch frantically, the panther's muffled screams echoing from juuust below Galen's jawline before a lewd, solid *Glck* sent the entire bulge slipping effortlessly down her throat. Galen had been 'forced' to enjoy excessively large cocks in the past… of course, a shrunken Soline posed no difficulty to ingest.

The panther shivered powerfully, a ripple of fear running down her spine and into the gardie's hands. "I...uh...y-you're full now...right?" She stammered, tearing her gaze away from those moist lips and up to her pet's gaze "You… could grow me and, uh… and cuddle?" She offered with a hopeful smile, trying to suppress the tingles of unwanted fear… among other, more lusty emotions. Sudenly Soline realized…

"Wait. You… um… you knew I was the real me." It sounded more like self-assurance than an actual question.

<I did,> Galen said, licking her lips and trilling. <But it was so much fun to tease.> She winked at her mistress and, as before, that odd sensation washed over Soline.. and yet another Soline stood on the floor, gaping up at the Gardevoir and the pantheress in her hand. <And while my tummy is full, I have a few more holes to fill,> She said, scooping the stunned new Soline up with her free hand. <Want to help me decide where she goes?>

The feline breathed a small sigh of relief, pleased her pet hadn't just /guessed/ and squirmed under the strange sensation as before…

 "Wait!..."

She looked down to the new Soline. Unlike before, the original was prepared, so they didn't mimic each other. "Come onnn,” The feline whined,”You said you're stealing my energy for this, that's not fair!" Soline wriggled, looking down at the new copy, who turned and made to run, thoroughly put off any thoughts of staying by Galen's rather...predatory words, only to be scooped up before she made it two steps.

At the suggestion of helping to fill Galen’s other holes, Soline sputtered indignantly. "I...you...n-no! I'm not helping you decide how to eat m-..uh..versions of me!" She frowned.

<Yes, you are,> Galen said, grinning. <Pick a number between one and three,> She intoned, as the new Soline, twice as nervous as the original, squirmed in Galen's hand, struggling to get free. <And stop worrying,> The Gardevoir added, chuckling. <I told you, it's literally a pinch of your own energy to make them THIS small, while you retain practically all your own energy; while you'll have regained it before I've finished digesting the first one," She said, trilling. <Now... 1, 2, or 3?>

Soline wriggled instinctively, flexing against the gripping fingers, and receiving a playful squeeze back as she looked across to the utterly panicked clone and licked her lips nervously, not putting it past her pet to sneak something other than the obvious into one of the three 'options'. Opening her mouth, the words died in her throat as she looked up in abject surprise...and fear, realizing what Galen had just said. "D-digest? But..I thought you couldn’t digest meat?!" She yelped, trying to suppress a shiver and, after a moment, murmured out a faint '3', repeating it louder for the Gardie to hear, curious what the option was, despite herself.

Galen chuckled, nodding upon hearing Soline select. The copy struggled and squealed looking from the original to the large Gardevoir holding her, whimpering. "Wh...what's 3?" She asked shakily,  as Galen licked her lips. <Oh well.. since I've filled my tummy,> She trilled, winking at the clone,<I'm going to fill one of 3 other holes and... Soline picked the the back door for you,> She cooed, setting the original onto the floor in front of her, before getting onto hands and knees, bringing her hand around to her rear end, the copy struggling madly once again, while Galen turned her attention back to the Soline in front of her. <And as to how I digest them?> She asked, trilling seductively at her shrunken mistress. <They're energy. Energy can be absorbed easily. They break down and won't even feel it. But it's still a deliciously erotic sensation, feeling them struggle until they disperse..>

Soline's copy wriggled furiously, her tail thrashing about beneath Galen's fist, slowing into a fearful stillness as exactly what was about to happen filled her thoughts. "Oh...oh /god/! Let me go, you… you evil girl, I'm your /mistress/!” The clone snapped, trying to command her pet, struggling madly as Galen's closed hand reached up under her skirt, bringing the copy closer and closer to her soft, creamy cheeks and the darkened pucker nestled within.

On the ground, Soline took a step back, resisting the impulse to run; she wasn't quite sure what a Galen in this particular mood might do at an escape attempt. Instead she stood and blushed at the seductive, teasing trills and soft tone of thought used by her pet; Clearly Galen was /very/ much enjoying herself as the second wriggling, thrashing clone brushed the flesh of her bum.

<Oooo,> Galen moaned, her face flushed red as the clone's arms and legs kicked and punched weakly against her soft rear end, the Gardevoir reaching back with her free hand to spread her ass a bit, giving the copy a rather clear view of the pink pucker nestled between those soft, white globes.

<Mmm, why don't you walk around and watch?> Galen asked, eyeing Soline playfully and licking her lips. <See if my technique is any good, Mistress,> She trilled playfully as she brought the squirming caramel clone feline to her pucker and held her there, face pressed against the winking flesh, waiting for Soline to move…

Soline took a tentative step forwards at Galen's moan, curiosity overcoming fear as the clone wriggled and punched and kicked; the gardie having shifted her grip to only hold the copy from the waist down, letting her struggle freely even as the soft cheeks spread wider, revealing the moist pink pucker within. At her 'offer', Soline hurried forwards, suppressing a coy smirk as she simply ducked between the kneeling gardie's legs, her head just brushing the base of her cock and labia before she emerged out behind Galen, with a perfect view of the action, watching the writhing copy of herself grumble and growl into the smothering flesh pressed against her face, twitching already.

<Got a good view?> Galen asked, trilling, before pushing the copy against her pucker and hissing out gently. At once, the sounds of the clone's squeals sounded in the air, then were promptly cut off as Galen's anus relaxed, enveloping the feline's head. Soline was treated to a rather in depth view of 'herself' being devoured to the shouldered by a very large Gardevoir's asshole, the thrashing arms pounding against the soft, yielding flesh without result... before Galen clenched, drawing the copy in to her shoulders, arms flailing frantically, while a 3 fingered hand continued feeding the hapless little kitty into her bum steadily. <Mmm, that's it,> She cooed, knowing full well that both Soline and her clone could hear her,<Keep wriggling for me. That feels soooo good..>

A soft "Wow..." and barely audible gulp were all the response Galen got as the copy's voice was utterly muffled by ass, her snout squishing up into the wrinkled softness, before that hole relaxed and simply /engulfed/ the copy's entire head with a moist, fleshy 'schlup', cutting off all noises she could make, while giving Soline an up-close and personal view as Galen clenched and slurped the micro in deeper, the squishy anus pressing and stretching slowly over her shoulders. The copy's furious, frenzied pounding and slapping against Galen's ass might as well have been kisses, for all the good it did, simply coaxing the gardie onwards, feeding more and more of the doomed feline up her backside, cooing and trilling delightedly as the copy's sickened screams tingled, just like a vibrator, increasingly deep within her rectum.

 Galen trembled in pleasure, her pussy dripping down her thighs, while the Gardevoir's cock leaked copious amounts of precum onto the floor beneath her. <Oh yes..> She moaned, panting heavily, still pushing the struggling feline in,<This was a VERY good choice, mistress.> Galen groaned softly, as the copy was pushed into her hips, her flailing arms now pinned to her sides, while the stretched flesh of Galen's anus clenched greedily at the feline's body. She removed her hand, leaving the clone to kick and struggle feebly, moving to stroke the shaft bouncing against her belly and moaning. <Mmmm.. I can feel her inside me, along with the other one,> Galen cooed to Soline, trilling lustily and wiggling her hips. <They're so small, and so... delicious..> A tremor of pleasure went through her as she imagined her shrunken mistress watching her asshole sucking the copy inside.

Soline couldn't help but giggle at the sight of Galen's increasingly sticky thighs, and the growing puddles on the floor, clearly anal was a favourite. Swishing her own tail, pleased no one could see her ruby red cheeks, the panther watched in fascination as her own bdody sank steadily up into the gardie's bum, lubricated by nothing but sweat and slime as she sank into her hips, left to dangle tauntingly while Galen pleasured herself, stroking up and down, each downwards 'pull' sparking a pulsing tug from her tailhole, drawing a tiny bit more of the ferociously struggling copy deeper, her butt vanishing into Galen's immensely larger rump with barely a murmur, her screams lost into the Gardie's body… consumed along with her form.

The copy Soline was now in to her knees, feet still kicking wildly, toes curling in what was probably terror as the Gardevoir's oddly clean, yet somewhat musty, slippery anus swallowed her alive and struggling, giving the original a clear view of herself vanishing into the Gardevoir’s ass. Galen stroked her cock faster, dollops of precum splattering the floor in front of her, while her own creamy vanilla juices puddled around her knees, Galen's chest heaving as she panted. <She's almost... inside..> She moaned, sitting up, and releasing her ass cheek, the flesh springing back together, the clone Soline's feet vanishing between those soft cheeks. <Mmm... now... another fun experiment,> Galen said, turning a bit and grinning down at her shrunken mistress again, a lewd lick crossing her lips. <Boom!> Another flash of light.. and yet ANOTHER copy stood next to the original, looking confused and (Though they both tried to deny it) incredibly aroused. <Mmm. you're a bit big for this though,> Galen mused, still relishing the struggling felines inside her body, the latest slowly making her way further in. <We should shrink you down...>

Another flash of light and Soline watched as the new copy squealed and went from 4 inches to 1! <Now, mistress, be a dear and grab her for me,> She said, licking her lips and turning around to sit on her backside, legs spread and encompassing both Solines, her heavy shaft pulsing as it throbbed above the both of them. <Chop chop...>

 The copy's tail was going utterly mad, any trace of arousal pushed down by sheer fear as she felt soft, smothering, slimy walls pressing in all around her. Every pulse and twitch and ripple reminding her exactly where she was, and exactly what she was sliding deeper and deeper into, like some kind of perverted dildo...Galen's bum. Soline couldn't stop staring even as the cheeks loomed closer still, pressing smoothly together in a wave of flesh, the remaining calves and wriggling feet vanishing between smothering, creamy buttocks; though Soline couldn't tell if the poor clone had been slurped all the way up yet.

"More...fu-wai, stop!" Soline yelped, watching another copy appear under Galen's teasing voice, both squirming in place, uncomfortably aroused by the giantess...and the knowledge of the other two still very much alive beneath her pale skin. The copy protested loudly, but only got as far as "T-too big-” before she was shrunk abruptly down to a single inch tall. Unable to stop admiring the view as Galen's soft cheeks pressed into the ground, her 'toy' apparently forgotten as pale, muscular legs formed a wall around the duo, with her throbbing, drooling cock pulsing before them; it took Soline a long moment to absently scoop 'herself' up. "What are you plan-....ohhh." Her voice died in her throat as an idea arose, drawing an intense blush from the feline.

The clone thrashed and kicked in Soline's hands, no bigger than some plush toy as Galen lowered her thick shaft downward, pointing the tip at the two of them and trilling deeply. <Time to feed another hole, Mistress,> She said, licking her lips as precum seeped out of her twitching cock, the Gardevoir licking her lips and mmming softly. <Slide her in. Head or feet, I don't care.. unless you'd like to play with 'yourself' first?> She asked, winking a ruby eye at her mistress and smirking. <If so.. I'd say push her in head first and get a taste of what I get to treat myself to every so often..> She cooed, even as the new clone wailed loudly, the high pitched squeals barely reaching the Gardevoir's ears..

Soline stifled a giggle and gave herself a bear-hug, purring with lust at the sight of Galen's thick cock while her small clone’s face was buried in her breasts, the girthy shaft near enough /drooling/ precum. While the copy squirmed all the more violently, clearly rather unwilling to vanish into the throbbing, twitching depths, Soline couldn't help but gulp and take a step forwards, inhaling deeply, enjoying the musky, vanilla scent.

Galen's suggestion made the panther look down, considering, pausing long enough to draw a subtle, warning trill from Galen. Grinning, always eager to try new experiences, she adjusted her grip on her copy, stepped forwards, and gently forced her clone to nuzzle into the long slit in Galen's cocktip, her entire muzzle squelching from sight as a pulse 'belched' up a glob of precum, stifling the clone's cries and slathering her head and shoulders in pre.

Galen hissed in delight and tilted her head back as Soline forced her smaller clone's head into her shaft. The tip bulged slightly, eased by the precum as the wriggling little caramel copy was shoved a bit deeper, up to her shoulders. Galen grinned, grasping the end of her cock, mouth open in a wide smile, her tongue peeking out a bit as she stroked her length gently, watching her Mistress feeding the copy bit by bit into her cock. Just what WAS Soline going to do, she wondered...

The cocktip bulged noticeably, swelling and stretching to 'pop' over the copy's head, tightening up around her throat and squishing up against her shoulders. Soline gripped the girl like some kind of toy, teasing twisting, shifting and grinding that trapped head around within Galen's cock, working her in harder and harder until  the clone's shoulders sank inside, one after the other, stretching the tip even wider, a firm bulge forming just beneath the head of her cock. Letting the copy slap and punch at Galen's sensitive tip, she dropped to her knees and crudely sank two fingers into the panther's pliant nethers, knowing exactly how to get herself off, before dipping down and nuzzling firmly up between her 'own' thighs. She'd tasted herself before (she was a cat after all), but it wasn't quite the same as eating out someone else… and she wanted to experience her own flavours while she could, nuzzling and steadily forcing the poor clone deeper into the gardie's greedy cock as she slurped.

Galen gave an audible moan of pleasure as the small copy was forced in deeper, her shoulders soon enveloped by the oozing tip of her shaft. She trembled, so close to the edge as it was, before looking down and seeing Soline molesting the clone, nearly half way into her cock. She gripped the base of her shaft and closed her eyes again, the disturbingly sexy image burned into her head. 'Soon,' Galen thought to herself as she stroked herself again, the small feline soon in to her waist and held there as Soline continued molesting the little kitty, any yelps and cries for help muffled and drowned out by the flesh and precum oozing out around her. Oddly, the copy wasn't drowning or passing out; Galen had had the foresight, it seemed to cast a Protect on them before each went inside her. She silently patted herself on the back for the forethought. Even now, the two in her ass and belly still thrashed about, no doubt terrified of what was to come, yet wondering why they hadn't succumbed to lack of air or digestive juices yet. The Gardevoir gave a deviant giggle and mmmed softly, lciking her lips again. <So good..>

Soline snickered, thrumming soundly into her copy's cunny and forcing some spasming twitches of pleasure that sank up into Galen's cock alongside the hefty swell of her breasts, big enough to ache wonderfully as they sank inside even with the panther so small, the clone squishing in all the way to her waist, trapped by the girth of her hips for the moment as she squirmed and screamed her lust into the ocean of precum within Galen, wriggling and shuddering as Soline ate herself out, purring eagerly, molesting and abusing the smaller self, forgetting about her shrunken nature as she brought her clone to a shuddering climax, pressing with her muzzle and forcing the copy's hips to squeeze up into Galen's tip.

Galen gave a low, cute growl, watching as Soline forced her copy's hips into her cocktip, the hole stretching around those struggling legs, as musky, vanilla flavored precum oozed out over the clone's vanishing ass, drenching her legs and tail, as well as getting all over Soline's hands. <Mmm.. enjoying yourself?> She asked, trilling softly as she watched her mistress's antics with a playful eye. <Perhaps I should make an extra copy for you to play with yourself hmm?> She offered, winking a ruby eye at the feline as she stroked her throbbing cock, precum oozing from the tip in larger dollops now as her pleasure grew. <Mmm.. I'm close..>

Soline's gaze flicked upwards for the first time in a few minutes with a giggle at Galen's soft growl of lust. As she stared, the stretched cocktip sank down over her copy's hands and thighs… and Soline's snout. Giving in and tugging backwards, she extracted herself, head and hands smeared with sweet precum, with a sheepish grin. She doubted the voracious gardie could have taken her as well; it's why she shrank the copy, but still…

"N-no...that's alright," She giggled, licking her lips and watching her pet stroke up and down the throbbing, shaft, fingers running over the solid bulges in the underside "You could unshrink me to finish yourself off?" She offered hopefully.

Galen grinned, then tilted her cock upward, still stroking, even as her shaft continued devouring the struggling little clone.  <Oh... I think you could help me just as you are,> She said, trilling. <See, every hole has had some special attention except one... could you take care of that last one, Mistress?> She asked sweetly, her pussy now bared to Soline's gaze, the pink lips swollen with arousal and parted slightly, slick pink flesh glistening within. <Touch me, Mistress. Caress me, make me feel good... and then I'll be done,> She promised, smiling warmly at the little feline with a lusty look on her face.

Soline starred as the massive shaft lifted up and away, largely under it's own pulses, into the stroking Gardie's grip, gravity starting to draw the wriggling, twitching, kicking little clone deeper.

Soline's gaze fell down to the dripping wet, slimy, sticky mess beneath her cock, Galen's thighs smeared with juices, her lips swollen and ever so slightly gaped with arousal, fat pearls of clear, glistening juices oozing out "I...F-fine.." She murmured, blushing and stepping closer, working beneath the throbbing shaft. "But no..uh...no funny business!" Soline growled, trying to be menacing, fully aware she didn't exactly have a /choice/ as she pressed her palms firmly into the swollen pink flesh, dragging her tongue languidly from the parted lips up and over her pet's clit; fingers flexing into the plump, slippery flesh, massaging and pleasuring Galen's final hole.

Galen suppressed a shudder of delight, as she felt those small hands running along the lips of her cunny. Her hand moved faster along the fat cock she was stroking, as the clone vanished in a gout of precum, the bulge traveling along the length of Galen's cock, and vanishing... somewhere inside. The Gardevoir's mouth was open as she panted, her eyes glazed over as she relished the sensation. Three copies of her mistress, flailing about in horror and lust within her.. and one last hole to fill. She gazed down at Soline with a misty look in her eye, a final Protect cast upon her dear Mistress...

Before Galen's free hand came out of nowhere and pushed Soline firmly in the back, pitching the feline headfirst into her sex, the flesh lips sliding easily around the 4 inch feline and grasping at her before she could even begin to struggle. <Mmm, in you go lovely. Time to fill the last hole!> She cooed, a thick finger pushing at Soline's ass, pausing to rub under her tail firmly!

 Had Soline seen, she'd have starred in a mixture of horror and lust as the copy's feet twitched a final time and squished out of sight through a thick spurt of precum that splattered over Galen's belly, the distinct, inch-long bulge slowly slipping deeper and deeper, goaded on by Galen's masturbating, until it simply vanished past the base of her shaft.

 Instead she nuzzled and slurped, oblivious to anything but the steaming hot waves of lust roiling from her pet's depths and the all encompassing, intoxicatingly sweet vanilla taste and scent. She didn't notice the spell casting, and even if she had, she wouldn't have had the time to protest before a thick digit pressed into her back, toppling her forwards and 'diving' head-first into the drooling, accommodating cavern. The thick, drooling lips parted effortlessly around her head and shoulders, a pussy that had (sometimes been forced to) take foot long cocks could 'ingest' the struggling feline with ease, a finger pressing into her rump, grinding over her own moist cunny and preventing her backing out as the feline screamed obscenities and pleadings into the slick, velvety folds, hands squeezing tightly against the hairless, sopping outer lips.

<NNngh, gods yes,> Galen moaned, relishing the movement all within her. Three copies and the original, all tucked away neatly inside her. Galen continued to stuff her struggling mistress further inside, until those kicking legs vanished with a wet slurp, her finger pumping in and out of her cunny as she masturbated furiously, stroking the slick pulsing length faster! The Protect cast on all the clones was wearing off, each one struggling as the air became harder to breathe, the walls a bit snugger around them, and in particular, the one in her belly noting the tingling sensation as the juices within started to cover her. Galen pumped herself furiously, before finally giving a tinkling cry of pleasure as she climaxed, her pussy clenching and dragging her Mistress deeply inside, while the one in her cock re-emerged... as a thick gout of cum, splattering to the floor. The other two clones lay trapped within, to be absorbed by the Gardevoir's body, while her Mistress was tucked away, safe and sound within the Gardevoir's womb, the smell of arousal and vanilla filling her nostrils, pitching the feline into an endless wave of horniness.

Galen sat back and sighed, her hands covered in her own seed and juices, a trill of pleasure escaping her lips as she lay back on the floor, sighing to herself. She knew that when Soline emerged, she'd be punished....

<Totally worth it,> She mumbled to herself, the Gardevoir's ruby eyes closing as she lay back and relaxed, relishing the feeble movements and struggles within.

 Soline kicked and squirmed all the way, wrestling against the smothering, squashing walls, too defiant to notice she was still breathing as Galen pushed and stuffed her away inside, feet vanishing with a lewd squelch until only Galen's fingers stretched her lips apart, pushing and pumping in and out until she'd forced the original so deep she couldn't even touch Soline's toes anymore, leaving the panther squished deep inside her cunny, at the mercy of the rivers of fluids as the other three struggled, starting to really thrash for their lives as Galen's spells wore off. A powerful climax finally rocking the gardie's entire body, the one in her cock spurting out as the first rope of cum. Floods of cum gushed around the squirming panther even as muscular contractions rippled and dragged her even deeper, beyond reach and deeper still, eventually forcing her into Galen's womb, beyond even a thrusting dildo's reach, locking her into an endless state of lust, squirming and writhing in unwanted delight as the thick, smothering walls pressed in all around, giving her barely any space to breath, let alone move as the other two clones lay trapped, doomed, deep  within Galen's digestive tract, simply /waiting/ to be absorbed.

Soline could barely even think of punishing the gardie...or even escape, too busy lost in her own, forced, heaven of constant arousal within her pet, every shift and moan pressing the same pleasures outwards and into Galen's body.