WHEN WE LAST LEFT OUR (ANTI) HEROES...

(Read in a booming announcer voice:)

"Synthia had just finished ravaging the minute Sherly Karu to the point of orgasm, after the two met via a dirty, dirty personals ad on the World Wide Web. After a spitroast session, followed by turning our little Sherly into a semen balloon, the two plan their next course of action..."


Synthia looked at her with a fiendish smile, grabbing another handful of vials off the sheets beside her, holding them in outstretched palms so Sherly could see the selection.  "Certainly...lemme just add some more cocks."  Sherly struggled to stand, knees quaking under the weight of her newly-added bloated belly.  "Yes, please!" she squeaked, gingerly stepping towards Syn, and flopping onto the bed, causing a spurt of cum to spray out of her mouth and ass simultaneously.  "S-sorry," she gurgled, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.  Synthia only laughed, waving her hand dismissively.  "I don't give a fuck, I'm rich. Hell, I'll probably get 'em to rip everything out and paint everything with leopard spots just for the hell of it."  Sherly dug her tiny fingers into the mattress, dragging herself slowly towards Syn, tongue lolling out of her mouth and hanging in air.  Synthia was obviously too far gone to realize that after years of exposing herself to Meteor, she was basically a big squishy ball of it, and everyone that touched her received it in her fluids; her sweat, urine, tears...semen. Sherly was full of it now, and although it wasn't nearly enough to turn her into a career addict like Syn, she was nonetheless completely taken by the effects at this point, barely able to think of anything but the most extreme sex. Despite having just ejaculated enough to fill a bathtub to brimming, Synthia was still rock-hard, both of her shafts still at full attention.  "Ready to go again, powderpuff?" she cooed, tapping one of her cockheads on Sherly's head, who in return smiled widely and grabbed for it.  "Yuh-uh!" she said gleefully, grimacing only slightly as her swollen belly threw off her center of balance.  "I can take a lot more!"  Hearing this, Syn rummaged through her little bag of tricks, searching for the right combination of chemicals to achieve what she'd seen in the pictures, what she knew they were both capable of.  "I'm gonna need a new fuckin' roof when I'm done with you."

She picked a few vials to start, bluntly marked "GIRTH", "LENGTH" and "VOLUME c+", injecting herself quickly like the seasoned professional she was with one of each of the first two, and doubling up on the third.  "Hop on like a good little bunny," Synthia whispered sweetly, wagging her index finger at Sherly, who was on top of her in a flash, grunting as she forced her holes to stretch wide to take Syn inside her again. As Syn's cock pressed up into her belly, she heaved up another mouthful of thick cum, soaking herself even further. Synthia dug her nails into Sherly's thighs as she rammed her down all the way, watching her belly distend grotesquely, and her other cock pop free of the poor girl's mouth. Sherly's eyes had long rolled up into her head, and only her occasional attempts to grasp the shaft of the cock inside her stomach and the sporadic smile around the one sticking up out of her mouth made it apparent she was still conscious at all. Synthia was getting bigger alright, but not at a rate that pleased her, so in a moment, the injector was in her hands again, and she was shooting more vials, girth and length, more so the former, as she was already through and through this girl, and it was really WIDTH that ruined someone.  "Still with me?" she grinned, reaching up to grab Sherly by the hair and pull her eyes into view.  Sherly made eye contact, and tried to nod, but the cock straight up through her ass and out of her mouth prevented her from moving too terribly much in any direction, but Syn could tell from the way her body gripped at her two dicks that she was still very much enjoying being speared in this fashion.  "Fancy me adding another?" Synthia asked after pausing to take in the delightful sight of Sherly impaled on two already massive, already impossibly engorged slabs of throbbing, moist meat. Sherly eagerly nodded yes with her eyes, which appeared as if they might burst out of her teeny-weeny skull at the very thought.  Her arms feebly reached down and pulled at the sides of her pussy, an indicator that was where she desired Synthia to insert her additional appendage...or appendages.  Synthia cackled, shooting herself with a cylinder of "COCK MULTI" before discarding the injector onto the bedsheets, craning her head around her other two dicks and the distended mass that was Sherly, trying to see where the new limb was coming from.  She spotted it sprouting perfectly from underneath the other two, the base of it taking hold rather close to her bladder, so much so that several warm, strong torrents of urine sprayed out of her vaginal urethra and flooding the bed under Sherly.  Throwing back her head, Synthia sighed, reaching under herself to dig her fingers into her piss-soaked pussylips.  "Man, I really had to fuckin' go...not anymore though, heheh."

Wrapping her hand around the rapidly growing shaft issuing forth, Synthia grabbed the side of Sherly's pussy hard, pulling it over to give herself room to insert her new cock.  Sherly's eyes went wide, and she made a sound like she was trying to scream, but her mouth and throat were stopped up by Syn's phallic cork.  "Open wide, girlie!" she boomed, her voice carrying throughout the entire building.  Sherly's eyeballs darted around in every direction frantically, her brain unable to tell her whether she was enjoying herself, or if she as going to die. Her lithe arms threw themselves around the two invaders stretching open her body, legs kicking out as she felt the third one expanding right up into her.  Somehow her torso kept making room, her holes opening up further and further into apparent oblivion.  Synthia snarled as she saw this, grabbing for the grip of the injector, ejecting the spent vial with a CLACK of the mechanism on the rear, and slapping a fresh load in, injecting herself in the same spot, just above her original cock.  "I said I'm gonna wreck you, and I intend to!" Sherly replied by gurgling, rivulets of semen rolling out of the corners of her mouth. Synthia gagged a little as her system was becoming overwhelmed by drugs, but she gave her head a shake and concentrated hard to keep control, or what little she could still muster.  "C'mon Syn, you can take more of this," she whispered to herself, watching orgasm after orgasm wash over poor Sherly, only the whites of her eyes visible as they had basically reverted back into her skull.  Positioning herself, Synthia moaned, or rather roared in a manner resembling a moan, as yet another cock sprouted forth from her, where she couldn't even tell, nor did she really care. She spotted it coming out from underneath, and quickly made the decision to insert it into Sherly's ass alongside the other already there, pleased with having managed to get two into each hole.  Sherly responded by urinating herself, joining her floods of vaginal fluid pooling on the bedsheets and floor, the area around them awash in goo and piss.  "Holy fuck, I've never had someone cum so much while I was wreckin' 'em", Synthia laughed, fingering herself again while watching the expression on Sherly's face. She was still conscious somehow, and the feeling of her holes clinging, or at least trying to cling, so her cocks, grabbing weakly at her belly, let her know that even in this horribly depraved, seemingly-broken state, she still wanted MORE. "Man, there should be one of you in every household! A convenient living fuckhole on par with yours truly...maybe I can have those lab guys clone you? A Sherly for every cock," Synthia said, wiping drool from her mouth with the back of her hand.  Sherly was too far gone to process this, so she continued on clinging to the four massive meaty javelins driven into her. 

"Longer...gotta be longer...and THICKER..." Synthia slurred to herself, struggling to reach for her bag of tricks, which although it was not far away, seemed to be made so by having to simultaneously balance the impaled Sherly and stretch her arm over to grab the purse. Should have put more in it, she thought to herself, not having anticipated needing to use as much as she did.  Normally the girls who came to her door broke after the first two vials, and either spent months in traction or had to be forcefully put back together in the laboratory under Scumm Pictures, and their minds wiped to erase all memory of it.  She did like a challenge, and there were just enough vials left to come to a decisive finish; two LENGTH+ and a GIRTH+. She didn't know exactly where she injected them, or even recalled reloading the injector, but the effect began to take hold almost immediately.  At this point Synthia (most likely Sherly as well) no longer had emotions or thoughts, only intense feelings, their brains barely willing them to stay on the side of consciousness.  This meant Synthia also likely didn't notice her cocks brushing the high-vaulted ceiling of the bedroom, Sherly's distended gut stretched up there along with them, her tiny fingers clawing at it as she craved another load of cum, this one much, much bigger than the first.  "Gahhhh!" Syn shrieked as her claws dug into the bed, shredding the expensive yet already-piss-and-semen-ruined silk sheets and memory-foam mattress, shooting her biggest load yet.  Half of it sprayed forth out of the two cocks speared right out Sherly's gaping maw, grotesquely protracted several meters around. The other half sprayed right into her insides, filling her cavernous, wombless pussy.  Sherly's belly didn't slowly bulge out this time, either, instead swelling by meters with each spurt, the bed finally collapsing under the two sex fiends as the frame finally gave out, unable to support their sexual frolicking any longer. The sheer pressure building up inside Sherly caused her to quite literally lift off from the two cocks wedged into her feminity, and despite her weight, she rocketed off, a long trail of cum spraying out of her wrecked holes as she somersaulted into the air, did several backflips, and then landed messily on top of Synthia, who barely elicited a moan.  

"Holy fucking shit," Synthia panted, grabbing Sherly, whose giant belly stretched the length of the room to the door under her midsection and out between her legs, and pulled her face to her lips by her ponytails.  "Are you fuckin' wrecked yet?" she asked the adorable, jizz-drenched figure.  Sherly shrugged, burping up a mouthful of white, which she let spill out of her mouth with a grin, her jaw having already reset itself.  "I dunno...maybe.  Your house certainly is," she snickered, and the two looked up into the night sky, Synthia's orgasm having been enough to drill a new skylight into the ceiling.  "Yeah, I guess," Syn said with a yawn, throwing her arm around Sherly as she scratched behind her ears.  "You know what though?" she said, trying her best to look intellectual.  "The lab at my work has plenty more shit we can fuck with.  Ya' know...if you're into that sorta thing."  Sherly's ears perked up, her only reply a wide, gleeful smile and a loud, ear-splitting queef that launched a massive deluge of semen across the room, splintering the bedroom doors.  "Girl, that's all the permission I need," Synthia said with a laugh, picking up her phone and preparing to call her assistant to get the lab clean-up crew to "downsize" the two of them move them across town.  It was certainly going to be another very long, very sticky night indeed. 

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART THREE...