Miracle of the Giving Force -Expansion- *Author's Note* This is just something fun that I decided to do a while back and hadn't gotten around to finishing. Not much to it, a bit of fluff, a lot of huff-n-puff, and well...someone's door's gettin' blown down. *** Ainsley reflected on her life these days as she walked around the park. Things had gotten a whole lot more interesting and for Hell, that was saying something! Zelampago had returned from his descent through the levels and his quest in correcting the glitches that had recently been causing troubles. He'd come home different. Just a little wiser, just a little more rougher inside, but also a lot more open with himself and with his friends. That first night, after he had come home, he had taken April Fletch to bed, as sometimes happens between Hellguardians and their charges. He'd then gone to get Crystal, his sweet little vixen who was possibly a permanent fixture in his life. They had returned to his domicile off on an island in the remote part of the nearby ocean. She had met them there and they had all cuddled to sleep together, her, Zel and his adorable little vixy. A few days later, however... It was 1 AM in the morning when Ainsley had blurbled awake, her GDA *br-brrp!*ing at her. "Mnnfh...Morrie, who is that? Can they wait until morning?" A small hedgehog made of bright green lighting beamed out of the GDA to stand on the nightstand next to the cowdemoness' huge bed. "My apologies, Ainsley, but it appears to be Zelampago Solaricanius on the other end of the call." Her eyes flew open and she scooted herself up, wrapping her blankets around her nude form in the cool night air. "Take the call, Morrie." The little green hedgehog nodded, bowed, and tossed a hovering light projection in front of her. She hoped she looked reasonably presentable. Zelampago came into view. "Hey..." "Zellyboy? What's going on? It's right early in the morning, shouldn't ye be asleep?" The big wolf shook his head. "Tried. I think my brain's just...something isn't working properly or whatever. I think I need to get laid." Ainsley covered her mouth and giggled. "Well now, didn't ye already do that with April? And I'm fairly certain that yer little beauty next to you there was more than willing to give you a ride or ten." Zel smiled at her, looking bashful as he nodded. "Yeah...but...I'd like a trusted friend. Someone who's my strength, who's my size...who I can...y'know..." The wolf looked up at her, a helpless look in his eyes. Ainsley nodded and put her hand on the screen. "Come to me, love. I'll be here." "Thanks." The wolf hung up quickly. Ainsley gazed around the room and closed her eyes, willing some quick hellmagic to happen before reopening them. Her bedroom, with its massive king size poster bed, was now lit from a hundred small flickering candles. She sniffed the air once and smelled the soft relaxation scent coming in, pleasant with just a hint of spice. The cowdemon slid out of bed, turned and regarded herself in the nearby mirror. She was tall, nearly Zelampago's height, at 6 feet 10 inches. Her arms were muscular and beefy, yet the rest of her was soft, all curves and squish. She had a pot belly that she'd shaped to be always curved outwards. Plenty of her cases had found that extra tummy to be the hug target they needed. She had a double set of large, shapely breasts, heavy but soft, swaying as she stepped around her bed to her closet. Her udder hung between her legs, an addition that she could leave or put away for any occasion. Plenty of her cases liked that too, but for tonight, she willed it away, leaving her plump mound open to the cool night air. She liked her colorations now. She had chosen for a light cream color with lavender and lime green blotches here and there. She knew the colors didn't match well, but she enjoyed it nonetheless and had a tendency to change them every so often. For flavor. The cowdemon estimated that Zel could just portal into her bedroom, but that he'd be a gentleman and knock first. She also was keeping her mind thinking that she'd like a bit of prep time first. The Giving Force, so recently returned to its full power, would oblige, she hoped. The cowdemon stepped close to her closet, eyeing the racks of clothing she'd kept there. She chose a set of lingeire that was just a touch deeper violet than her spots and pulled it out, sliding the specially designed top over her four heavy balloons. She cooed as the soft cool silk panties crawled up her legs and nestled against her nethers, the fabric stretched taut around her plump hips and round rear end. She finished the look off with matching gloves and stockings before laying down on the bed. *knock knock* i/Right on time./i "Come in, love." The door to her small apartment opened and shut. She heard him come through the living room and hallway before entering her bedroom and stopping dead in his tracks. Ainsley felt her heart crumble just a little. Zelampago looked...looked like he was aching all over, needing something much different than raw sex with those he guarded over. She hooked a finger at him, rubbing the side of the bed. "Want to be comfy here?" The wolf walked over and sat, gingerly. Ainsley noticed that his crotch had swollen so much it looked ready to burst his pants to shreds. He was panting softly, looking down at the floor, his eyes lidded just a bit. Ainsley reached up, her breasts wobbling as she cupped his cheek and turned his face to look at her, to take in the delicious carnal feast she had prepared for him. "Zel..tell ol' Ainsley what you wish and I'll provide it as best I can..." "I want an equal." She inclined her head. "Howso?" "I'm...I'm not tired of taking care of others. I'll never be tired of that or sick of it even. But...when I...when I went through that last level, I kind of realized that if I'm weak, I'm alone. I protect the weak but don't really have someone strong to watch over me, to be at my side more often than not." He wrung his hands, even as he tried his best to ignore the ungodly pressure in his pants. "So...ye need someone to be your strength now and again? Someone else to lean on proper this time, without being forced to by circumstance?" He nodded slowly, turning again to face her, his panting rising. "Aye, lad. I can be that for ye tonight. But you gotta promise me one thing, alright?" "Anything if I can..." She gently leaned up and kissed his lips, soft and slow, their mouths pressed together for a few moments. The cow pulled her face back and whispered as she stared into his needful blue eyes. "Don't you hold anything back this time. Not a thing. You have as much or as little as you want and I will be able to take it all. If nothing else, you deserve a chance to be happy inside too." He nodded and pulled her face in again. She didn't pull back this time, nor did he as he felt her push his vest off and wave it over to the nearby clothing rack. Her soft fingers slid through his chest fur as they kissed passionately. The wolf's tongue danced into her mouth and she met it with her own, even as she slid her paw down his trim belly to his jeans where the enormous bulge was softly pulsing. The cowdemoness set her hand on it as she slid behind him and unbuttoned his fly, zipping it down over the bulge. With expert concern and care, she gently eased his footlong meat out of its restraint, followed by two large grapefruit-sized balls. She gently guided his hands to cupping his own nuts as she pushed the sides of his jeans down to his legs. "Off," she told him, firmly. Zel kicked them off, sitting fully nude on her bed now as she settled in behind him, starting to rub at his shoulder and kiss at his neck. The plump cow watched as his cock rose and plumped, a little bigger now, full and throbbing with need. Gently, Ainsley folded his wings down, guiding them into his back, slipping them out of the way for now, leaving his blue furred back devoid. He didn't even stop her, didn't try to. It had felt wonderful to have his wings put away. Ainsley leaned in, her twin sets of breasts softly smushing against his broad back as she leaned in, whispering softly while she stroked his long meat. "Ye are a rare treat, y'know. A big handsome wolf such as yerself, you just exude that natural strength that drives girls like me to the point of aching..." He murled, his eyes closing. Zel tipped his head back against her shoulder as his arms settled on her thick bestockinged thighs. "And I mean every word I said to ye. Yer little sweetie isn't the only one who enjoys having her body filled with someone's...passion..." She squeeezed his meat firmly, watching him arch and hiss. The wolfdemon's balls were swelling slowly as his pump was primed. He looked back and up at her over his shoulder. The poor dear's chest was heaving now with need, urgent and almost primal. He turned then, slowly rotating as he knelt next in front of her and pressed in close, another lengthy kiss joining them as his paws rubbed up and down along her soft sides, squeezing her curves slowly as she moaned into his maw. By all that was, the wolfdemon was grabbing at her body, exploring her frame and squeezing her as if he was trying to memorize her form just by touch. She didn't stop him as he pulled her brastraps down, pulled him closer and guided his mouth to her neck while his hands undid the lacy undergarment. Her twin sets of breasts mashed against his broad chest even as his paws rubbed along their undersides. "Ohhhhgh...oh my, wolfy...have I set ye off? Or am I the one who's to be the bomb tonight?" Ainsley felt the newly-minted Arch-Hellguardian shudder as he slit the sides of her panties, pulling them off and flinging them across the room. His sack had swollen with the twin basketballs inside swelling more and more. The soft fuzziness of his balls nestled against her re-exposed petals. The cowdemon arched, digging his face in between her cleavage as he nodded harshly, likely answering affirmative to both of her sensual teases. Zelampago looked up at her then and shocked the cowdemon with how much need was in his gaze. He was craving this, desperate for someone his size, his power, his equal to hold him, to lose himself to just this once. And Ainsley just...knew what to do then. She smiled and kissed him fully again, gently stroking his now enormous cock, almost unable to get her hand around its girth. The wolfdemon gasped and moaned as a thick, gooey drop of pre oozed out of its tip and coated her hand. As she settled him down on his back on her soft bedsheets, she straddled him and slowly licked along her fingers. Sweet and tangy, like a sauce best reserved for a dessert. Ainsley wondered idly, her own heat building and pushing against her control, if his cream's taste was due in part to his many romps with his small goovixen charge. i/Not that it really matters, where it's about te go.../i The wolfdemon looked up at her, his eyes frenzied as his tip nestled in between her breasts, surrounded by that soft warmth. Ainsley cooed at him and began to inhale, slowly resting both of her strong hands on his cockbase. She pulled up and down slowly, even as her breasts began to inflate and round, swelling outwards slowly and smothering his meat further. "Haannngh!" Zelampago arched, grabbing twin fistfuls of bedsheets as he shot HARD against her chin, spurting multiple times. Ainsley squealed in glee, her long tongue snaking out to lick at the puddle growing upon her cleavage. She swayed her hips slowly as she licked up and down along his throbbing meat, seeing in her bedmate's eyes that he was nowhere near done. A quick glance between his legs verified that his balls hadn't shrunk in the slightest. "Oooch, my goodness me! A warning shot, was it?" She grinned down at him as she knelt upwards, leaning her frame up and back as her paws began to guide his pole towards her now wet mound. "Well then, let's see if'n we cannae point that beast somewheres it'll do more...lasting effect..." Before Zelampago could even begin to think of something witty to reply with (Ainsley wasn't certain he *could* at this point), she sunk his tip in and arched herself down along it, letting it glide in as her crotch moved down to nestle against his. The heat...oh, by the Thirteen, the HEAT from his rod was exquisite, raw and almost unbearable inside her. She could feel each of his pulses, his throbbing quickening yet again. She leaned in over him, feeling his cock spurt again and again, her belly beginning to pudge outwards with his pre, and kissed him. He pressed back hard, diving his tongue into her maw again. The cowdemon reached out and grabbed both of his wrists as she gently arched up, her powerful thighs making her frame rise up as she rode his cock with powerful quick thrusts. No softness this time, no easy ride or gentle closeness. This was fucking, plain and simple. And Ainsley aimed to have Zel remember this night. Wanted him to remember she could take everything he had; his very hardest would not break her. The big blue wolfdemon responded, arching upwards with each of her thrusts downward, spearing her, his cock bulging out of her belly the barest hint. She could feel his balls almost growling, gurgling and sloshing more and more. She knew it was time to prove she could handle it. Her voice ragged, broken by her panting and moaning, whispered as she nuzzled down along his cheek to his ear; she heard his breath catch as she said so very very softly: "Blow me up, Zel...as big as ye can, until I fill this room...or until ye make me explode..." He howled, slamming up against her achingly full pussy, shoving deep and true as he began to fill her, his cock fountaining inside her like a geyser. Ainsley leaned back after kissing his cheek once to let him watch through his slitted eyes. Her belly fairly *ballooned* outwards, surging forward as she lowed loudly, her juices slicking his rod over and over again, orgasm after orgasm rocking her body even as it grew. Zelampago could only watch as his mating partner inflated with his cream, his cock gushing more than any male alive on Earth could ever hope to match. The speed, the force, the *power* behind his orgasm, it was all tremendous as Ainsley rounded outwards, her hips and plump ass beginning to be caught up in the expansion. "Aaahn! Bigger, ye sexy beast! Fill me! All the way! Ye dunnae stop until yer through!" Ainsley could feel her stockings stretching, their material starting to split and tear, ripping noisily as her frame ballooned. The wolfdemon wasn't stopping, giving harder and harder thrusts, his grunts growing louder and more feral. If she wasn't watching him over the growing curve of her chest, she could've sworn his cock was growing inside her too, matching her own increasing bulk. Her belly surged forward, quickly covering his belly...then his chest. Zel moved his arms up, holding onto that big, purple, cream and lime balloon, nuzzling and licking it urgently between surges of his cum. Bigger and bigger, rounder, *fuller* he pushed her. Ainsley's head rose higher as her body was swiftly blimped and inflated, sloshing noisily with all of his wonderfully powerful cream that was filling her fuller! She mooed and called out, rubbing along her beanbag-chair-sized breasts, her teats leaking and spilling milk down along their curve. Her breasts spattered the bed with her rich milk, some of it even landing on Zelampago's face; The wolf licked at his chops, cleaned her belly from any of the rivers of milk trailing down it and kept on fucking his wonderful cowblimp. On and on and on, his orgasm lasted well beyond any he'd had in recent times. He rutted, howled, growled and rowled. The cowdemon could only moan and squall as her strong partner filled her...and the room itself...to her very limits. Her crotch was a wet mess, covered in their combined juices, clenching and milking his meat for all it was worth even as she smothered him with her ballooned frame. As all orgasms do, however, it eventually petered out some twenty minutes later. Ainsley had swollen to the walls, her frame bloated and filled to almost rigid tautness, pressing against the door and windows...*and* against Zelampago. "Ohggh...ohg...oh goddess and saints...och, ye've been holdin' out on me, Zelly...where've ye been keepin' all of this?" She tried to rub at her blimped frame, only managing to barely rub the tops of her breasts, which were now pressing against the far wall. Even her *wings* felt bloated! "Mmphfhfmmghfble...mmfb...", came the reply, her lover trapped under her bulk. Ainsley giggled, her body quaking and rolling with her mirth as she switched over to mindspeak, sending her thoughts directly to her lover. *"What was that, dearie? I dinnae think I can hear you under all of my belly there..."* *"I said that I've not been keeping it anywhere really...but...I'm lucky I found someone who could hold it all...and more..."* Her face flushed gently as she grunted and swayed herself ever-so-slightly, her massive form rubbing and pressing all over his as she felt and 'heard' him moan. *"Aye, hon...though...I know you all too well...and I just know what you want te do with this yer great...big...balloon..."* *"Mmmh...maybe...but not just yet, Ainsley. Let me stay here, please?"* She felt him tilt his head the barest bit, kissing the grand undercurve of her belly. The gentle cowdemon closed her eyes, smiling as she felt the warmness of her full body creep around her in waves. She could feel each finger of his open and spread so as to hold as much of her as he could. *"Aye, Zelly...as long as ye like..."* *** "Must ye go? I feel like ye just arrived, Zelly." The wolfdemon was putting on his pants, gingerly standing at her door. His vest was folded over one arm as he stood barechested in her foyer. "I probably should. I nudged Crystal into deeper sleep so I wouldn't wake her when I left, but I don't know if I should be gone when she wakes. I was gone for so long, after all...and I don't think she'll stop needing me to be there for her any time soon." He smiled as he looked down, saying more to himself than to Ainsley, "Not that I think I mind that." Ainsley walked over to him, dressed in a simple satin bathrobe and cupped his chin with her hands, kissing him soundly. "Then go home to the little one, lover. Be her strength as ye can." Zelampago closed his arms around her and held her close, one last kiss, long and deep before pushing his forehead against hers. "Thank you, Ainsley...I don't know how to repay the kindness of tonight." "Oh, I'm certain I'll figure something out, dear one." She smiled and nuzzled him once as he pulled away. He turned, strapping his GDA to his thigh before exiting her large apartment with a soft *click!* of the door. Ainsley turned and slowly walked back to her bedroom. The sun was beginning to rise over the mountains to the east, grand and radiant reds and oranges suffusing the morning twilight's deep indigos and purples. She smiled and walked into the bedroom, idly musing to herself as she stepped over and around the many puddles of cum. She paused in the middle of the wreckage, her bed a total mess, and nearly everything covered in a white coat of splattered cream. He hadn't resisted long. i/But...then again, neither did I./i She smiled and waved one hand over her bedroom in a slow motion. As the furniture repaired itself and the walls seemed to slowly absorb the spunk, Ainsley sat on the edge of her bed and thought to herself. She heard her coffeemaker *doink!* out in the kitchen, her morning cuppa brewing itself up. i/Repay the kindness? Nae, I didn'a think that ye owed me anythin' in the first place, Zelly.../i She held herself, cupping her breasts before rubbing up along them. She brought her cupped hands to her snout, smelling the wolfdemon's powerful scent upon her palms. She hugged herself, smiling softly as she rose, her wings fluttering in simple joy as she walked out of the now-fixed bedroom. She picked up the fresh cup of coffee (cream and sugar pre added, heated *just so*) and sipped it, watching the sunrise and thinking of her amazing night of powerful, feral sex. i/But...I think I know a solution to the problem.../i She gazed out the window, looking past the mountain, to its right where the ocean rested, the first lights from the beach-resorts and waterfront businesses winking out as the day began. i/A change of scenery, perhaps.../i She allowed a small smile to her lips before sipping again. *** "So! What would you want to get up to today, cutiegoo?" Crystal looked up from her dolls that she was playing with while laying along her Hellguardian's chest. Recently borrowed from Lexi, the two dolls were busy being positioned in a truly outrageous fashion, likely some cute idea for sex that the little goovixen was working the logistics out in her head. "I dunno...Maybe we spend the day together?" He tickled her sides once, eliciting a shriek and a giggle. "Well yeah, silly. That's obviously gonna happen anyhow. But would you care to do anything or see anyone in particular?" "Well..." She looked up at him and opened her mouth to reply when a knock came at the door at the far end of the living room. Zelampago sat up, cupping his gel-vixen's rump with one paw and standing up, striding over to the door as he muttered to himself, "S'funny, I thought I put in for the next three *days* off to recover. Could've sworn Razielphustar said it'd be okay and that he'd cover for me 'cuz he really owed me for that slug.'" Crystal kissed her Hellguardian's cheek. "No boo-boos on my wuffy!" "Heh...no no, sweetie, those are all gone now. But I don't know..." He opened the door, his words dying on his lips. Standing at their doorstep was Ainsley Taverinthian, clad in a summer get up, an outrageous bikini top holstering her quad-puppies as she set a small suitcase down next to her and smiled nervously at the two of them under her black sunglasses. "I was thinkin'...would either of ye mind a sort of...companion for the summer?" **The End** **Until I feel like writing more inflation smut. X3** Miracle of the Giving Force - Expansion Written, Edited, and Completed: Aug, 2014 - May, 2015 (somewhere in that area)