What little was lit up by floating specks of light made me walk slowly as different parts of my body were telling me different things and I had no idea what to trust. The tunnel’s walls were busy with all of the Fae and humans that the Psu dragged deeper into the purple slime. The ceiling rose and the walls separated into pillars that were blurred by a thick purple haze that muffled everything around me. I could see shadows growing a shrinking behind the fog, and the implications made me hard without knowing who or what was doing what to who. 
I felt something grab my left shoulder and when it got me on my hands and knees I was ready to go. Something massive was prodding around my boated testicles, but when it couldn’t find an opening it got creative. Grabbing my ass it started to suck on my balls and I felt something wet and warm open itself. I could feel something squirming into me before it shoved its throbbing member into my bodies’ newest addition.
When it effortlessly flipped me over I discovered that the one who was plowing me had an eager friend. I don’t think the one who was currently hammering me knew about what was behind him, but when I felt him somehow get bigger my mind was too scrambled to question how any of this could happen. He was clearly no longer doing the thrusting but I do not think he cared anymore, and I just wanted them to go faster. The floor started to take them when I decided that their pace was not hard enough, so I found a bit of leverage, pushed them to the ground, and forced my way on top. They hardly got out their second load when I had pressed them four feet into the ground with my aggressive riding. I was a little angry from such a lacking performance, all that work and they tapped out before I could enjoy myself.
	“You a filler?”
When I looked around I spotted a Fae straddling a woman’s face like she was a lawn chair. She had her arms around the fae’s slim thighs and its body was used as an outstretched leg rest while Her face was its cushion. She looked like she was enjoying herself more than the one who was sitting on her.
       "Are you, a filler?" She asked, adjusting her position on the face.
"I am, and I just came from..." I started to say, then realized that I still had no idea where this place was. "Never mind that, where am I?"
She smirked and said "Well, this is where we build Fae if the new meat doesn’t fit the bill. I also pop out spares in case anything happens to the ones we have in circulation.”
I said "By just…" while interlocking my fingers together. 
       "Well, all depends on who it is and what they need. It can get rather complicated but simple is usually better. I’ve had orders topping out at thirty or even fifty bodies but that's like, a whole event."
"I'm about to get one built if you'd like to watch.” She said, motioning to a group that was going at it only a dozen feet away “Just don’t touch, it's a personalized order."
“Who is it?"
       "Them."
One Fae was on the floor with five human females and it was groaning as it pumped itself into the one it had on its cock. It was not filling her with sperm, but Psu that was bluer than the walls or the floor. When the dark liquid burst from the human girl’s left nipple, her body quickly became transparent and limp. Each one took their turn merging with the Fae’s cock until their stomach became another sperm sac which rapidly filled as soon as it was made. The Fae was still spurting like a fountain after the original five were done, lying on its back and it gasped for breath while its loads were shot into and absorbed by the ceiling.
The other group had already finished their fun, the one remaining Fae had a similarly massive ballsack but was still on her knees. She got off her knees, waddled over, sat on the other’s face, and didn’t get up as Psu started to gush out of her mouth. The one that was on the floor went limp, as only her legs were moving as dark patches of fur grew along the body. It rolled over, stood up, and the two were now one. The woman snapped her fingers and the Fae came bounding to her feet, sitting down like a dog.
"Is she going on the cart?"
       "I wish." She said licking her lips. 
       	“I’m told it's ready.”
From the red haze strutted a massive Fae with red skin and black horns who was wearing a regal but revealing dress. She had another Fae tied to a rope by its shoulders and legs, she was hung larger than me but only had one testicle.
       "Might be a bit dryer than you'd like, want me to top her off?” 
       “I’ll have that filler, she looks ready."
 "How full?" 
       "Your entire load. Do you require stimulation?" 
“I’d appreciate it.”
She moved the thin strip of her dress that covered her crotch, showing that she was fully female.
“I-uh, I’d prefer your mouth.”
She bent down, picked me up, and rimmed me so deeply I struggled to keep a steady grip when I felt her in my gut. 
"Bring her closer, I-I'm ready,"
The one on the throne chuckled and motioned the Milker to move closer. The horned Fae kept the mouth on me but laid me on the ground in front of the milker, who wrapped her lips around me.
"Deeper, I'm almost there,"
I could feel the Fae's tongue start to move up my throat when the Milker’s mouth reached my hilt and drank deeply. I heard my load sloshing inside its body as I emptied myself into its face.
 	"Pull out, you'll pop it!" 
The Fae rimming me pulled the Milker back and Psu was starting to spill out of its throat. I was still shooting sperm into the air but that did not bother anyone as the Horned fae kept the Milker’s mouth shut.
       "That'll do." Said the Horned Fae, licking her lips as she stood up.
The tied-up Fae was put on the ground with its legs spread open. The Horned Fae picked up the Milker and coaxed its cock into the other Fae's ass. Picking me up, it aimed my still steady stream to pour over both of them, as the Milker’s body snapped into place as the other testicle of the rope bound Fae.
"Happy to be of service," I said, gasping for breath on the ground while I watched the horned Fae disappear into the haze.
 "Well, that was fun an’all but I could really use a pick me up."
       "Wanna visit the bar?"
"Sure, I could go for a drink."
I heard someone snap their fingers before an incredibly busty Fae holding two frothing mugs asked "Care for a drink?” while extending one of them, her chest jiggling in her loose white tank top. "It’s Bean Butter. Fills your beans right up."
I looked around and saw the purple haze had been swapped for a dark orange. I was sitting at one of the thousands of tables while a bright yellow glow came from what could be a stage. I did hear what might have been music, but some fuzzy haze kept me from seeing or hearing anything that was more than ten feet in front of me. Everyone around me was distracted with food, drinks, and orgies which kept a lively mood. I saw one of the Fae pick up and swallow one of the many servers that walked from table to table and nobody batted an eye. The only thing the next one did differently was to offer that same Fae a larger mug. Taking both of the mugs I poured one over her, soaking her flimsy clothes through. I then kissed her and punched my tongue through her body before swallowing her clothes and all. There wasn't so much as a "Hey, don't waste the beer!" From the other Fae.
 I yelled "Hey, can I get a girl that’s filled?" To another server walking by.
       "Can do. How many and what volume?"
She held two huge mugs that were only slightly bigger than her chest. While I emptied the mug I was holding, I spotted the bulge in her tight shorts and made up my mind.
"Two short stacks like yourself, and one hung like me." I said, taking her mugs. “I’m trying to get full.”
       Another server walked by and asked, “What’s the order?”
       “Two short stacks and one long straw, sturdy. ”
The other server wrote it down in a notepad and walked away.
I was about to drink the ones she was holding but stopped when she said “Wait, those are primed beans. You sure you want those?” 
"What’s the difference?" I asked, looking at the dozens of small chunks floating in the amber-colored drink.
       "They stay with you." She replied. "Get enough in you and you'll be a Milker in no time." 
"This'll turn me into a Milker?"
 	"It'll take a few mugs before you get anywhere. For someone like me, it'll take like, not even a mouthful." 
I leaned down and saw an eager, hungry look in her eyes. I took her head and leaned it back, the glass inches above her lips.
 "Tell me you want it," I whispered into her ear. 
       "I want it.”
“Wanna go all the way?” I asked, the glass dripping onto her lips.
 	“Do it.”
I poured it into her mouth and she chugged it like a trooper as her tight shorts tore open within seconds of her first gulp. I held her nervously shaking hips up to my face and shoved her entire package in my mouth and started gulping her down as she grew into my throat. I saw my order walk by, two shorties and one that was hung heavier than me. I grabbed one of the short stacks, laid her on my seat, and she started rimming me the moment I sat on her face. The larger Fae got on the table and rested her fully erect cock on the shoulder of the one I was currently chugging from and I got an idea. I leaned her head back, she held her mouth open, and the Larger Fae got the message.
       "Yeah, that’s more like it."
The larger Fae pushed through her body, shoved her into my throat, and I could feel her ejaculating even after she was all the way in. I lifted myself off the one I was sitting on and slid my cock through her, presenting myself to the other short stack who took the initiative and shoved her dick into mine. I could hardly feel her so I handed her the other mug and she drank it down, after which she grew into me and unloaded with her first thrust. I pulled the one I was sucking off closer as I tried to wrap my tongue around her balls but they were just too big. I could feel them touching inside of me, and I think the ones I had swallowed were still alive. I think they were somehow fucking inside of my stomach. I grabbed the larger Fae’s rear and tried to pull more of her in while the smaller one managed to shove more of herself into my cock. 
The last thing I remembered was that my legs started to tingle, but I opened my eyes I saw that my lips were still wrapped around the Fae’s dick. I pulled more in inch by inch until I gulped her down and looked around to see that I was a fountain. My chair had been replaced by a massive cushion, Psu was flowing from my chest, and I was surrounded by a vast white lake. Ladders led up to my now enormous body’s numerous breasts, which Fae and humans were both sucking on and pushing each other into. 
My cock was no less than five feet wide and a dozen feet long, but I couldn’t feel much of anything other than being incredibly hungry. Grabbing the Fae within reach I either sucked them dry or swallowed them outright. I saw someone, a massive Fae walk towards me, only hip-deep in the lake surrounding my little island.
       "You've grown so much." She said, in her soft and loving tone. “Was beginning to worry that they’d gotten my order wrong.”
She was right in front of me, even when it wasn't fully erect I could feel her cock’s skin on my lips, I could taste her as if she was already in my throat. She sauntered up to me until it was inches from my face and it taunted me.
"Please?" I asked, opening my mouth and trying to lick her limp cock.
"So impatient," She said as the tip slid down my throat and my mind started to go blank. “Oooooh. Sluts like you are too rare. Have to take my time breaking you in.”
She was all the way in, her hips were smothering me, her smell was drowning my mind, and her touch felt heavenly. I tried to pull more into me but for some reason, my arms couldn’t reach her and it all started to go dark as my jaw went slack. I could hear her grunting, and her voice as sweet as ever, but her cock tasted familiar. It reminded me of Morgan.