Prolapsing Celeste: Chapter 2
by tannim
04/03/2016	

	"You elephants are always up to SOMETHING, Celeste.  Even if it isn't as annoying as the rhinos, as predictable as the zebras, or as clumsy as the hippos.  So what are you planning this month?"

	Queen Celeste lifted her right eye ridge curiously. "Up to something? We've not been up to much for some time.  Assuming you don't count keeping the rhinos from trying to take extra land and hunting the poachers in the jungle.  Babar has been quite busy with that of late."

	The Boss of the Slogs snorted and floated closer in the large indoor pool they were sharing, eyeing the elephant's bare breasts bobbing in the water. "You know I don't believe that.  Crocodylus says you've gotten a new spy in the palace.  An elephant named Shearn whom he never sees do much other than discuss things with you in private." Boss Croc smiled and flicked the queen's left nipple with her tail tip. "Of course Crocodylus sees conspiracy everywhere and couldn't even spy on his own nephew if the boy was right in front of him."

	"The ambassador certainly has... an overactive imagination, doesn't he?" Celeste smiled and rang a bell, then gestured at her maid when she came in. "This is Shearn.  The elephant spy who has been serving us all night and whom is my private maid for intimate matters.  Like the one last time we had a relaxing soak together."

	Shearn held the tray of drinks out at the edge of the pool. "Would you care for more honey brush tea, my ladies?"

	The crocodile looked her over. "I don't see anything spy-like about her.  An elephant her age and her weight wouldn't be one to sneak around and steal things.  I was really hoping there was SOMETHING interesting to accuse you of.  It's been dreadfully dull in the slogs the past few months.  A few celebrations, some diplomatic talks, and no males would go near me during the breeding season.  Useless cowards.  Bite one or two instead of letting them bite you and none will volunteer for some fun."

	Celeste took the tea. "Thank you, you may go, Shearn.  I suspect The Boss of the Slogs has had enough for now.  Do wait by the door in case we want something, though."

	The croc watched her cross the room. "You trust her enough to have a private bath like this, do you? And you don't have to call me that when we're alone.  It's so demeaning to only be referred to by my title all the time.  I am not JUST the Boss of the Slogs, no matter what everyone thinks."

	"Oh, yes, I trust her with my bare body regularly." Celeste caught the other female's tailtip with her trunk and ran it up along the scales toward Boss Croc's legs. "Just as you've trusted me with yours the past two visits.  What do you say? Should we see if we can still trust each other?"

	"Ha.  So long as your maid doesn't go blabbing to my ambassador or your husband.  I'd never hear the end of it." Remara let herself float closer with her tail curling around Celeste's torso until it slid between the elephant's breasts.  She grunted at Celeste's trunk stroking over her cloaca when it could reach. "Take it slow, elephant.  I haven't had much in there for a while."

	"Perhaps I should start with something smaller, then." The elephant queen curled her trunk around Boss Croc's torso and pressed her mouth to the woman's slit instead.

	Celeste pushed her tongue right inside and felt the croc's pussy instantly clutch at her tongue.  Remara curled her body up in an amazing show of speed around Celeste's head at that one lick, from floating on her back to wrapped around the elephant's head with her arms around the old queen's back in a couple seconds.  Her weight pulled Celeste forward and dunked her in the water and the crocodile held her there with a grin on her long muzzle.  She looked to the side as her lover's trunk lifted out of the water and playfully clamped her jaws around it, squeezing it shut.

	Shearn watched from the doorway in alarm, but didn't dare interfere.  The queen was big enough to wrestle the other woman if she had wanted to and they had seemed to like each other.  It was probable that the boss of the slogs wasn't trying to drown the queen of Celesteville.  The big crocodile's eyes half closing and lower half lewdly thrusting under the water suggested Celeste was still pleasuring her despite the lack of air.

	Remara didn't even glance at Shearn while riding her old friend.  She knew the elephant could hold her breath a fair while, even if it wasn't nearly as long as a croc could, and it was more fun to make the woman hold it.  Celeste's tongue darted into her cloaca and up the right hole rapidly over and over again.  It twisted and twirled at random and reminded Remara how disappointing crocodile tongues were for sex.  They were just so inflexible for such things.

	Bellow, Celeste felt the burn in her lungs building from lack of air.  She kept as calm as she could, trusting the crocodile not to drown her, and plunged her tongue in as fast as she could.  The pressure on her trunk and the danger of staying under too long were rather thrilling.  Knowing she could have simply stood up and tossed Remara off helped, but so did the enjoyment of the exotic flavor of her guest's reptilian musk and vagina.

	After almost a minute of watching Remara's hips lewdly thrusting in the water, Shearn was getting anxious.  She wasn't sure exactly how long it had been since Celeste was pushed down, but it was certainly long enough for an old woman who wasn't ready to go under.  Her fidgeting hands tapped together, feeling like she should really go check.  How long was safe to wait?  How long had it actually been?

	Remara wasn't thinking of much other than Celeste's tongue.  It was very good, but it would be nice to feel something more, something deeper.  That her elephant lover was moving more frantically under her was good motivation to move on, too.  Reluctantly, she let her jaws go slack, felt the trunk pull out, and heard the loud sound of air being sucked desperately in.

	The crocodile let go and slid off into the water face first, letting Celeste lift out with a wide open mouthed gasp for air.  Celeste panted rapidly to try to catch her breath only to have Remara swim around her and rub her scaly snout, neck, and chest along the elephant queen's vulva, belly, and breasts.  Their mouths met soft lips to hard scales in a kiss with Celeste's trunk hanging down the back of Remara's muzzle near her cheek.

	Remara's claws roughly cupped her lover's breasts while she pressed firmly against the woman's body.  She was hot and excited and needed to touch as much as she could.  Her desire to bite had to be stifled, but her urge to grind against didn't and she reveled in feeling Celeste's pliable skin against her relatively rigid scales.

	When the kiss broke she pressed her snout down onto a breast. "Your tongue was very good, Celeste, but it's too small for my needs.  You wouldn't mind if we used that little toy you gave me last time, would you?"

	"Only if you brought it with you, Remara.  Babar wasn't too keen on having it in the palace where I could use it on him again." Celeste took a long deep breath, still trying to catch up on breathing. "I could use my trunk, though last time you found it a tad too large."

	"You know I don't want to be split open taking that thing.  While I like big crocs, even the biggest isn't as big as an elephant, trunk or otherwise." Remara crouched suddenly, dropping low enough so she could press both her clawed hands over the elephant queen's pussy.  She was smiling on the way down, but that smile turned to curiosity. "I don't think you'd have a problem with it though... You're quite a bit wider than last time, Celeste." Two hands pushed in without even waiting for the other woman to respond. "Wide enough for both arms perhaps."

	"Perhaps I have been up to something.  Your ambassador isn't allowed to spy on me all the time, however this has nothing to do with matters of state and you'll find out about it when I'm ready to tell you." Celeste pulled the crocodile up. "For now, why don't you fetch that friend of ours and I'll see if I can ease your boredom more."

	Remara eyed her for several seconds, her lust briefly put aside, then she turned and yelled to the door. "SHEARN! BRING ME MY BAG!"

	She could have fetched it herself.  Instead she climbed out of the water, with Celeste following her, and lay on the side of the pool at the shallowest end watching Shearn handing her bag to the queen and the queen surprising Shearn by pulling out an realistically sized crocodile penis shaped piece of very smooth wood.  It was well carved and painted with all the subtle texturing of the real male who had modeled for it.

	"Strap that onto Queen Celeste for me, Shearn." Remara nodded at the bag. "The belt is in the bag with it.  It has a long screw, you just twist until it's locked in place."

	Celeste spread her legs where she stood while Shearn tried to figure out the belt. "The middle strap goes between my legs.  That little cup and short prong go over my clitoris and into my vagina.  Yes, just like that.  Squeeze the little bulb under the penis."

	Shearn squeezed and heard the hiss of air.  She wasn't sure exactly what it did but she had to squeeze it five more times before the queen told her to stop.  Celeste's legs did squeeze together with each hiss of air and by the end she noticed the cup was much tighter over the woman's clit than it had been before.  She was sure it was a suction device even before she stepped away.

	Shearn smiled on her way back to the door.  It would be interesting to thrust into somebody with that thing tugging on her clitoris and it wasn't hard to imagine why King Babar had wanted it gone.  Her husband hadn't liked anything poking his butt, either.

	Oddly, watching Queen Celeste kissing and licking the other female hadn't bothered Shearn.  Even watching the queen stepping into the water and mounting the very willing Boss of the Slogs like a male wasn't making her feel embarrassed or worried what others would think.  Picturing herself being touched by either female touching, though, made Shearn uncomfortable, if no less aroused.

	Celeste held the crocodile tightly near her arms while laying over her, her belly to Remara's back, and was imitating a male crock as she thrust under from the side with the fake dick.  It was an awkward position, but that was a good imitation of feral crocodile mating. Shearn had seen it a few times when she was younger.

	Remara flicked her body left and right, just to make the elephant fight to stay on and in.  Celeste held on tightly with her trunk wrapped around Remara's jaws to keep them from snapping at her.  She fought to keep the croc's arms to her sides and keep her lover on her belly.  It would have been scarier had there not been the laughs and grunts of pleasure along with the showy the snapping and struggling.

	The play version didn't last more than a minute, though.  Remara was too frustrated to keep at it, even with her preference for rougher sex.  She finally went limp under Celeste and stopped snapping.

	When Celeste relaxed her trunk, Remara turned and smiled. "I do wish you could visit the slogs more often.  You're good at this game.  It's more fun in the muddy swamp, though.  You have too good a grip in this clean fresh water."

	Panting from the effort, Celeste lay her head on the other woman's neck. "You're in much better shape than I am.  I couldn't have held you for much longer.  How about we just enjoy each other as civilized partners?"

	"Fine, help me roll over.  This position is too cumbersome."

	Shearn stifled a laugh at the two rolling around with each other.  They looked like two girls playing, if she ignored the nudity, sexual touching, and erotic thrusting of Celeste on all fours over Remara.  Her own increasingly wet and swollen pussy could really have used that dildo stuffed into it once they really get going.

	Remara wasn't quiet like the queen usually was.  The crocodile let out loud hisses and grunts while her hips lifted to meet Celeste's driving the stiff phallus inside.  She grabbed her lover's breasts with both hands to knead them like any male Shearn had ever seen and pressed her long muzzle up into them simply saying 'give me those.' as she did.

	Celeste laughed and ran her trunk along the other female's flat scaled chest. "Alright, you can have them until your own grow in when you're older."

	"Don't you patronize me, elephant.  I'd probably kill to get a pair growing on MY chest." Remara nuzzled in, then gently closed her jaws around one. "Mmm... so soft.  Don't slow down or my teeth dig in."

	The queen huffed, but kept her hips moving rapidly into the lustful reptile. "They're already digging in..."

	"'orry." Both jaws eased up, but didn't let go. "I 'orgot 'ow 'en'itive thoshe were."

	The two rocked for not even a minute longer before Remara turned her head away and snapped viciously over the air.  Her hips pounded up onto Celeste's cock violently as she came and the elephant was glad of her lover's control at the moment of release.  There were only a series of scratches along the top and bottom of her breast where the teeth had slid away too quickly  instead of the nasty bite that such a snap would have left.

	Celeste pulled Remara's muzzle up to hers with her trunk and kissed lips to snout through the woman's orgasm.  The crocodile's claws never stopped kneading her chest and her hips never stopped slapping up to meat the elephant's thrusts.  On the other side of the room, Shearn's fist ground against her pussy through her uniform, making the previously discreet damp spot spread wide.

	Remara lay back on the floor when she came back down from her peak and panted almost as hard as Celeste had fresh out of the water. "Well, that was nice, wasn't it?" She lifted her knee up to rub over the elephant queen's thigh and vulva. "I suppose it's your turn, Celeste."

	"I'm actually pretty sated from earlier, Remara.  It's been quite a pleasant few weeks for me."

	"Are you now?" The crocodile pushed herself further under Celeste until her snout bumped against her lover's pussy.  Her claws stroked around the peg inserted inside before slipping in themselves. "I take it that would have something to do with your being so much looser down here.  You're very wet you know?"

	Celeste's thighs clenched but she stayed in place, still on all fours. "Yes... I know."

	Both claws pushed in past the wrist and to Remara's elbows. "You're not going to tell me what you're doing?"

	There was no response from the queen.  Remara pushed her arms in deeper until she found the ball stretching the elephant deep within pressing against her cervix.  She paused, feeling the clearly rubber ball.  Her claws could grab it and tug, but it was in snug enough that it didn't come out easily.

	"Now what could this be?" Remara tugged it again, hoping for a response, but Celeste stayed silent and let the ball slowly stretch her on its way out. "Mmm... perhaps something you hoped I wouldn't find? Or something sneaky you hoped I WOULD find.  Here it comes, last chance to tell... it's a rubber kickerball, isn't it?"

	Celeste grunted at the claws and ball together both trying to pull out. "Perhaps."

	Another tug and the crocodile felt the other female's vagina open just that last little bit to let it pop out fully inflated. "I don't know what you're playing at, Celeste, but I suppose I don't need to... for now." Remara licked the ball, then looked up along the well aged elephant's belly and chest. "May I keep this? Its a rather pleasant treasure I've found, especially with where I found it."

	Her lover lowered her head to look down at her below. "If I say no?"

	"That would be refusing a request from another leader.  A serious diplomatic issue that could drive the crocodiles and elephants to another war."

	Celeste chuckled, clenching her inner vaginal muscles to drip a little of her arousal over the other female. "And if I say yes?"

	Remara rubbed the clear fluid and rubbed her muzzle up against and pushed into the queen's pussy for a moment. "That would be granting a request, leaving the crocodiles of the slogs in your debt and potentially willing to entertain future discussions and deep... engagements."

	After a moment of silence Celeste stood up, then squatted down over the Boss of the Slog's muzzle.  The crocodile's eyes widened with her snout disappearing steadily into Celeste's pussy, but she didn't fight it.  She and the elephant looked into each other's eyes as the queen pushed up and off, then right back down again repeatedly before Celeste squatted all the way down until Remara's eyes were right against her labia.

	"Then you may have it as my gift to you and your crocs, Boss of the Slogs." Celeste was smiling as she rocked her hips steadily.  She pat her lover's cheek and stood up again, being careful to go up straight so as not to risk the teeth too much. "I hope it brings you much happiness, Remara."

	Remara sucked in a long deep breath and pushed herself up. "As do I.  Thank you again for this wonderful reception.  I quite like what you've done with yourself.  I do look forward to visiting Celesteville more often." She kissed Celeste once more, then took a dip in the pool to clean herself off.  As she dressed she looked over to the door, then back to Celeste, speaking quite loudly. "Do be sure your maid doesn't mention any of this to anyone.  I'd hate for things to have to happen to innocent people because of a maid's loose lips."

	Shearn stiffened and jerked her fist away from her groin at the not at all veiled threat.  She kept her eyes ahead of her as Remara walked past, even when the crocodile stopped to tap her with her cane and wish her a good night.

	Celeste stood next to Shearn when the Boss of the Slogs had gone. "Well, what do you think?"

	"About what, you majesty?"

	"About whatever just happened here."

	Shearn smoothed her dress. "I'm not sure anything happened here, Queen Celeste."

	Celeste laughed and rubbed against the woman's very large wet spot. "Oh dear, then you must have been having some very interesting fantasies while serving us.  You should really masturbate on your own time, dear.  Unless you need some help with it, that is."

	Celeste walked past after saying it.  She didn't look back at Shearn and left her maid to clean up on her own.  Shearn watched her go, then got on with it, unsure what she felt and what she wanted to do.  Somehow, one of the guards just didn't sound that satisfying after what she'd watched.  It was a frustrating night hot, horny, and unable to give her queen's help a try with Babar likely to come back any time.

	Shearn was more willing to let Celeste touch her during their next session a frustrating three days later.  An invitation to the Monkeyville ball couldn't be turned down and a Rhino visit made it impossible to reliably get the privacy they needed the day afterward.  During that time, the guards were too busy with security and Shearn herself wasn't feeling up to dallying with the only two who had accepted her attentions in the past.

	"The new kickerballs have arrived, your majesty.  You were wise to buy more than just the one." Shearn smiled and pulled them out of the box while her queen undressed for their session. "I suppose you didn't anticipate losing one, though."

	"No, I hadn't." Celeste let her wide loose drawers fall to the floor with her dress and stretched. "Oh, it feels good to be bare again.  I had anticipated having three inside of me.  I'll have to order another one... although I now recall Badou having gotten a new one recently that he still hasn't used." She walked over to the door and cracked it just enough to slip her head out. "Guard, would you please go to prince Badou's room and bring the unopened kicker ball to me? It should be on the toy chest next to his bed."

	The guard's eyes drifted to the queen's bare chest, but he saluted and hurried off. "Yes ma'am."

	Shearn slipped the pump needle into the first ball. "Isn't it risky letting him see you like that with such a request?"

	"Why should it? Haven't YOU ever played naked kickerball? It's quite enjoyable.  You should see lady Rataxes thundering across the floor all floppy and drooping.  It's an amusing sight." Celeste handed Shearn the bottle of lubricant. "She should really lace the corset up a bit more or lay off the honey tarts."

	The guard opened the door to see Shearn stripping with the ready to inflate ball held by the queen.  He leaned into the room, set the new still packaged ball down, locked the door with his trunk from inside, saluted, and closed the door behind him as he left.  Shearn was flustered by his lack of concern about the situation.

	"Do you and the king often play kickerball like this?"

	"The palace can get very lonely when you are in charge of everything.  You do whatever you can to keep entertained.  Besides, surely you remember the old days when we didn't wear clothes.  We were always naked then, even while playing.  I do miss that freedom." The queen sat down and pat her pussy. "Anyway, lets get to work stretching, shall we?"

	Kneeling into her usual place, Shearn slipped the deflated ball into Celeste's vaginal opening.  It really was much bigger than when she'd started.  She could have doubled her trunk up in there without too much difficulty and still had room to slip another trunk inside with them, at least partway.

	Shearn nudged it up against her queen's cervix and pumped it up. "We're making progress.  I'm having to pump the ball up further to get it in tight."

	Celeste leaned back and let the pressure build.  She enjoyed the hissing of the pump sucking in air followed by the exotic feeling of deep penetration in just a small yet swelling area.  The kickerball had been a wonderful idea as they weren't perfectly smooth but weren't rough, either.  That texture made their expanding very pleasant inside and she couldn't wait to have three inside at once.

	"I'm glad.  It's been almost a month now, hasn't it?" The old elephant rubbed her lower belly as she felt the pressure growing.  The final several pumps made a just visible bulge.  It seemed like the bulge should have been a lot more visible with how large it felt in there. "Mmm... that's one.  Now for the second.  I wonder how it will feel walking around with such a stretch."

	"Probably pretty awkward, especially sitting down." Shearn couldn't keep from laughing. "Remember, even two is going to be a pretty tight fit.  The third might just pop out when you sit."

	"Ha! I imagine that would get some interesting looks at the dinner table.  A wet ball just casually rolls out from underneath and everybody wonders where it came from.  Erf, a little more lubrication on this one, Shearn.  There's a rough spot somewhere on the left front side."

	After re-lubing, Celeste took it in easily and Shearn pumped it steadily.  With the ball closer to the entrance, the maid could see it deep inside her queen's vagina.  The other woman's flesh spread slowly in time to the pumping to give an even better view inside.

	There were plenty of wrinkles inside that ever so slowly spread apart around the ball.  Each pump moved them further and each one made Celeste more likely to squirm on her seat or clench her legs.  Shearn had a good view of drops of liquid, whether the lubrication or Celeste's own natural lubricant, running toward the entrance.  The entrance itself widened visibly and had strands of pussy juice running down it and along the old bottom bulges of queen's buttocks and thighs.

	Shearn's own pussy had been slightly damp from frustration before they had even started.  Watching Celeste being so aroused by what they were doing and seeing her shifting folds had made her own thighs almost as wet.  Her clitoris was as stiff as the queen's and both needed attention, but Shearn could only touch one with her trunk and she needed both fists to work the pump.

	Celeste let out a lout grunt at the trunk touching her clit.  The second ball was more filling than she'd expected it to be.  It pushed the first deeper and more firmly against her womb, possibly shoving it up higher instead of helping her push it lower.  She wasn't sure if the third was going to fit or not, though with Shearn's trunk stroking her clitoris, she didn't mind either way.

	Her own trunk lifted at the scent of the other woman's lust.  There was no hint of male on her as there had the past times.  She was more heavily aroused than usual, too.  Perhaps that little show with Remara had made her more interested after all.

	"Shearn, would you like some help? I do not need to be passively enjoying this while you do all the work."

	"I... yes, your majesty.  I would like some help." Shearn didn't say what type.

	She didn't need to and Celeste didn't make her.  The flush on Shearn's old cheeks was quite pretty when the elephant queen slipped off her chair to sit on the floor below.  With the pump tube still extending into her vagina, she couldn't move too far, but she didn't have to with the other woman close enough to press her trunk to.

	"Stand up so I can get in position.  Keep the pump lose so I don't accidentally pull the air needle out yet." Celeste lay down as soon as Shearn stood up, then scooted awkwardly on the floor between her maid's legs. "Now have a seat."

	"On... your face?" Shearn's thighs flinched at the trunk tip touching them.

	"On my trunk and THEN onto my face.  It's alright, I'll help support you.  I've been curious about how your cute saggy cheeks would feel."

	Making a face at the word saggy, Shearn sat down quicker than she had intended.  Her mouth gaped at Celeste's trunk stuffing through her sloppy wet labia and into her fairly tight vagina.  She could feel every ridge on that flexible nose and it grew wider the further in it went and the further down she sat.  Her queen held her trunk out straight and stiff the whole way down.  It was like squatting down onto a very pleasant pole, one that suddenly moved at the tip and had a hot fleshy base for her inner thighs and buttocks to press against when her rump met Celeste's face.

	"My, you are tighter than I had expected, Shearn! You said you had children and have had at least a few the guards.  I figured I'd be able to flex my trunk more!" Celeste touched the other elephant's cervix, but didn't try to push through. "You're very pleasant over me.  I do love how your ass occasionally winks when I move my trunk."

	The flush was bright on Shearn's upper cheeks and stayed that way while her queen explored her with both trunk and hands.  Having another female touching her was embarrassing so far, but that embarrassment didn't stop it from feeling very good.  She was old enough to accept a bit of exploration.  There was nothing wrong with exploration, especially not with a good friend.  She hoped.

	"I, I'll get back to pumping, shall I?" It was something to say, even if it wasn't very clever or sexy or intelligent. "Still have the other ball to work in, after all."

	"That's right.  This one is nearly done, but does need a bit more." Celeste's voice was muffled by the heavy body over and around her.

	Shearn's legs shook after just a few seconds of squatting over her queen.  She didn't want to put her full weight on Celeste, even if Celeste seemed to want it, but it was hard to keep her body steady with a big trunk pushing in, pulling out, and shifting around constantly inside of her.  The root of Celeste's snout stroked her vulva wonderfully while it moved the rest within and even her lover's tusks pressing against the back of her legs were oddly pleasant.  Her legs gave out entirely when half of that trunk curled up to grind over her clit as it pulled out.  Celeste caught her with both arms and stuffed her trunk right back in with one hard shove that made Shearn yell in surprised pleasure.

	She sucked in air loudly. "Sorry... I didn't mean to yell."

	"I think the guard won't mind.  Just as I don't mind that you're soaking my face.  You've been pent up all week, haven't you?"

	The maid groaned and shoved hard on the pump. "Yes."

	Celeste groaned too at the sudden expansion in her vagina.  That second ball was really filling her as it neared it's maximum safe size.  She wondered if her trunk was making Shearn feel that full given how tight her maid was around it.

	"You could have errrm, asked any time.  I'd have been happy to help." The queen twisted her trunk around inside the other woman just to feel her inner walls squeezing around it.  After pulling it back more of Shearn's fluids dribbled around her trunk into her mouth.  There was a slurping noise as she sucked it down. "Do I really drench you like this?"

	"Ha... no.  You get me far wetter, your majesty!" The tension eased as both elephants grew more comfortable with the situation.

	Being touched by another female was almost the same as having a male touching her once Shearn got over the embarrassment and fear of what her family would think by actually letting it happen.  Celeste was far more competent and actually paid attention to how her body responded, too.  She'd never considered that a female would know what to do so much better since they knew what they liked themselves.  It was rather refreshing to not have a lover constantly fondling her breasts or clumsily rubbing weird places.

	Shearn still had trouble concentrating on inflating the ball, though.  Celeste's trunk pounded her pussy very differently than a male's cock and she kept getting distracted by the texture and other woman's breathing puffing over her lust swollen vulva.  She'd have really loved if the queen would pay more attention to her clitoris, too, but both hands were too busy holding her fat butt up to not suffocate.   

	Celeste found her maid's shyness very sexy, but not as sexy as accepting the freedom of receiving as well as giving.  Shearn's cunt was clean and pleasant and her old chubby body above was still pretty.  If she could get her maid to work the ball more steadily while she was worked, it would be perfect.  Instead, Shearn kept hesitating and focusing on her own pleasure with her body still too excited to stay steady.

	"Normally, I'd say you can take your time, dear, but those balls do have to be in place before Babar gets back from shopping." Celeste pulled her trunk all the way out and scrubbed it over Shearn's lower belly and inner thighs. "Would you like me to slow down?"

	"N... no.  Please don't stop." The maid clenched her legs around her lover's trunk and even dropped the pump to press it tightly to her clit so she could lewdly grind against it. "I just need a few minutes to get my body under control.  Er, I don't think my legs will stop shaking even when I do, though.  It's been a long time since I've been excited like this after being pent up for days."

	The queen laughed. "I didn't say stop.  I'm not about to stop."

	Shearn's weight settled more heavily in embarrassment, but her legs were still clenching and her hips grinding. "Oh...right. Sorry."

	"The pump, Shearn?" Celeste groaned as three quick squeezes in rapid succession filled the ball more. "Ohh... that's better.  Perhaps ten more, do you think?"

	Celeste pulled her trunk free and curled it around the other woman's pubic mound and labia for the next few pumps before pulling her head back and flexing it right back into Shearn's sloppy vagina.  She felt her maid's inner muscles clench down HARD around it and smiled to herself.  Her training was going to be more fun after tonight.  The ball hissed fuller and she felt the hose pulled free.  It was more fun already.

	"Yes... now, the third.  Plenty of lubricant, please!" Celeste had to time her words with the other elephant's pussy juice dribbling faster over her face.

	Shearn's hands shook as she fumbled with the ball.  The bottle had rolled out of reach but there was plenty of lubricant between the two of them.  She wiped some of her own off of Celeste's face and used that to slather over the ball.  Even if she hadn't, the queen's cunt was wet enough she probably didn't need to add any extra anyway.  The ball went right in with almost no friction.  It came right back out again when she realized she had to put the inflation needle in first.

	Celeste felt the insertion and stuffed her trunk in hard.  She didn't even realize it came back out again until Shearn stuffed it back in some seconds later.  The last ball bumped into the very tautly inflated second sooner than she'd anticipated, though it left a very pleasant ripple inside when it did.

	"How wide am I now?"

	Her maid's pussy clenched several times around her trunk, but Shearn managed to answer. "About seven inches I'd guess.  Possibly seven and a half.  You've erg!" Shearn groaned and bend over, grabbing at her groin when Celeste tugged her trunk partly out again. "What did you just touch in there?!"

	"Hmm? I didn't touch anything special.  Let me try it again." The queen slid her trunk back in, then out again to no dramatic effect.

	The other woman asked her to keep trying and it took five more ins and outs before Celeste's trunk brushed just right against a slightly rough spot inside Shearn's vagina a little behind her clitoris.  Shearn grabbed at her gut and her legs wobbled at a strong feeling of pleasure.  Her THERE was loud enough to be heard outside the door again, but she didn't even notice.

	"That spot! Touch it again!"

	"My, I think that was an order and not a request..." Celeste chuckled but did as she was told.  She had most of her trunk out of Shearn and used the more sensitive tip to scrub over it inside.  The deep rumbling groan it drew in response made her own pussy clench around the balls filling it. "Such a shame I can't see your face from here.  Your ass sure keeps winking at me, though.  Now, I'd like to feel the pump going so no more until I get some filling of my own.  Wouldn't want you to finish TOO soon before me."

	Shearn sucked in a couple deep breaths.  Her pussy tingled and she felt like she'd had a mini orgasm there.  Celeste stuffed her trunk back in without going for that special spot and it was surprisingly disappointing to not feel the burst of pleasure that had come with those last few touches.  The fullness was welcome, though.  If she could just get the fullness and the touch there she felt like she'd soak the queen like the queen always soaked her.

	The deep breaths helped at least, and the maid managed to grab the pump. "Sorry, your majesty! I got a bit distracted there.  Pumping now.  The third ball fits all the way in now, but ... oh wow that still tingles... but only just.  It might protrude too much to stay in once it's inflated."

	"I'll worry about that when we get there." Celeste flexed her trunk inside just to feel her lover shift over her. "Now, you pump me and I'll pump you."

	She heard the pump hissing again, but barely felt the ball expand.  The thought that she should have taken a picture of the gape popped into her mind, but she could take one after, or more than one.  Even after all that stretching, Celeste hadn't gotten a good view of her vagina or its progress.

	Celeste sighed happily at a sudden pressure near her entrance.  "There, I'm just starting to feel it. Keep going! Oh, and next time, we're going to be taking some pictures so I can see what's happening down there."

	"Oh, that is a good idea." Shearn had her eyes on the queen's gaping hole.

	The other woman was really open if she'd only just felt the ball.  It was half full and already the bottom was right at the entrance.  It was unlikely the kickerball would stay in, but she did as she was told and kept the pump going.  Once Celeste felt the inflation, her trunkwork was far more enthusiastic and Shearn found herself having trouble concentrating again.

	Her legs went limp entirely when Celeste playfully touched that special spot again and Shearn dropped the pump.  She bent to pick it up, then sat back onto her queen's face.  The arms that had been supporting her weren't there and her entire body weight squished down onto Celeste's face, driving the woman's trunk in as deep as it would go and making both tusks poke into her thighs.

	Shearn tried to stand up but another touch made her legs shiver again and Celeste's arms wrapped around her hips to hold her there.  That slightly deeper sitting let Celeste drag her tongue over the chubby elephant's clitoris for the first time.  All the fight and attempt to take it easier on the queen stopped.

	Shearn let her full weight sit there with another female's entire trunk jammed in to the root while she pumped the ball rapidly.  Her eyes were drawn to Celeste's breasts and she found herself playing with them with her own trunk while stretching her lover out further.  The tusks against her legs were uncomfortable, but the rest was so erotic to her she didn't even notice it after a while.

	Celeste's vagina quickly filled up with the soft rubber ball.  A bulge pushed out at the top of her pelvis, joining the bulges the first two, but the pelvis itself made that bulge smaller where it blocked the ball from expanding.  Shearn worried about too much pressure there, but the queen said to keep going when she mentioned it and she did.

	Both females were grunting in time to the other's attentions, though for Celeste it was more from the growing intense pressure inside her groin than from the sexual bliss of penetration.  Pleasing Shearn was a wonderful distraction from the usual waiting for her own vagina to be opened and the queen was enjoying the woman's soft flesh around her face as well as her trunk.  The weight was more than she'd expected, but that was part of the fun of it.  Feeling Shearn orgasm was the rest of the fun.

	Her maid came hard around her trunk and Celeste loved feeling her lover's vaginal walls clenching around her trying to pull her in deeper.  She pulled her trunk out instead of letting it and found that interesting rough spot inside.  Gently stroking over it brought a gush of fluids over her face and a lot more shaking from Shearn.  The other elephant dropped the pump again and her whole body clenched hard with a lovely series of expletives escaping the maid's mouth.

	Shearn clamped down for almost five seconds before the orgasm let her relax enough even to take a deep breath.  Her breathing was ragged for another several seconds before she could come down off that high.  Celeste pushed her hands back under her thick buttocks to help support the woman's weight again and pulled her trunk out.

	Shearn squealed softly at the withdrawal, then slumped tiredly. "Mmm, that was wonderful."

	"It was, wasn't it.  I hope my being female doesn't make it any less so.  You gave me a good bath for it, so it does seem like you enjoyed it."

	After another several seconds of cooling down, Shearn picked the pump up again and went back at it without replying. Her mind was still too busy buzzing with pleasure to think about her family finding out or other embarrassments.  There was time for that pointlessness later, her queen needed to be fully filled.  Her bulging flesh wasn't quite bulging enough.

	The pump hissed another twenty times before Shearn pulled the inflation needle out.  An inch and a half or so of the kicker ball protruded outside of her queen's vaginal opening, but it seemed to be staying inside.  Celeste's pubic mound above her vulva looked fatter where the excess flesh was displaced around the eight inches of rubber stretching her open inside.  She'd never measured one of them before, but it certainly looked bigger when it was inside such a once small hole.

	"I think that's as big as it'll go, your majesty."  Shearn stood up on her very wobbly legs.  She could feel an ache where the queen's tusks had dug in but there was still such a wonderful buzzing tingle in her groin that she didn't mind at all.  After helping Celeste up she hugged her, then accepted a kiss. "Your being female didn't make it any less of anything.  Thank you.  How do they feel?"

	Celeste pulled away from the hug and kiss to walk around.  It was more of a waddle with the internal pressure making her feel too full to close her legs right.  She stood as straight as she could and forced her legs closed, then pulled them open to rub at her groin.

	"There's a lot of pressure in there! It's very uncomfortable to close my legs too much, but... I think I want to try it for the night.  Walking around will take some practice, though! Perhaps you'd like to join me for a walk around the palace?" Celeste looked down at her dripping breasts, belly, legs, and visibly bulging groin. "Actually, I think a little rinse would be a good choice first."

	Shearn laughed. "I'll go and fetch the bucket."

	It was pleasant rubbing the soapy sponge over the other elephant.  Celeste stood there naked and covered in her fluids and let her touch freely.  She lifted each breast so Shearn could get under them and even spread her butt cheeks so the maid could get between those, too, though they didn't really need the washing.  Soap suds covered the queen from head to toes by the time Shearn had finished.  She found the queen looking lovely with the suds gathered more thickly over her intimate areas.  A quick trunk full of warm water rinsed them all off on the front and another for the back and they were ready to dried off and get dressed for their walk.

	Celeste chatted amiably during the walk, nodding to the guards as they went, and let Shearn get used to holding her hand or trunk in her own.  With the stretching inside slowing them down, it lasted for almost an hour before the queen decided she was as comfortable moving around with them as she was going to get.  The last five minutes was walking back to the throne room to meet with King Babar when he finally returned.

	Shearn was impressed with Celeste for hugging him tightly and walking almost normally to sit on the throne for an update and late chat.  She left them there, wondering exactly how it would feel to be so stuffed inside.  The queen's trunk had felt wonderful inside of her but a bit too big at times.  It was certainly something she could get used to if she wanted, she decided, but she wasn't sure she wanted to and after three days pent up with poor sleep before that powerful orgasm earlier, Shearn didn't stay up thinking about it too much.  She went to bed and fell right to sleep at last fully satisfied.
