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Endangered Species 3: Cumming Full Circle

(fFF/M, preg, size, transformation, beast?)

by Dragonfly - © 2005

He stood for a long time in the doorway. Minerva sat naked on the bed, her hugely pregnant belly complimenting her now eight-foot-tall body which was propped on numerous pillows. She was fanning herself and stretched out her toes luxuriously. Her eight plump breasts crowned with perfect nipples marched down her chest and stomach in two neat rows like a bitch with pups.

"Well stop gawking and come in properly, Mr. DeFleur."

Unable to speak at the sight, he slowly strode over to her bedside, still gazing with wonder at her size. She attempted to break the ice again, peering back at him with penetrating green-gold eyes.

"So... an elephant's child, eh?"

Hearing his secret spoken so casually by a stranger he'd only just met, he snapped out of it and looked at her face. Although an older woman, she was still quite beautiful and her bronze face was outlined in a flowing mane of tawny hair. He was transfixed.

"Yes ma'am. Uh... please, call me Jason." His heavy Australian accent delighted her, and she smiled.

"All right, Jason. Yes, you have Phaedra's eyes... so beautiful and deep. I love that quality in my little girl. And in her father as well." She sighed, remembering when they'd mated again over a year ago. The huge bull elephant had done such a spectacular job at stretching out her pussy. Minerva closed her eyes and shivered. Jason guessed why.

After another few seconds, he found his voice. "The sigil is that powerful?"

She smiled and nodded. "As long as we mate in the center of the cage where the sigil is carved, nothing can harm us. And as you can see, the same sign is under my bed right now. It seems the magic has decided that my body needs to grow up as well as out in order to carry this calf. Obviously, aside from my womb needing to carry the equivalent of a 275-pound human man in both weight and size, I need to be able to feed it properly, both through the cord and afterwards with my milk, and get blood and oxygen to it, which a normal-sized woman couldn't do. Her heart and lungs would be too small. Or so we figure."

He had gone back to gazing at her massive belly and multiple breasts that moved up and down hypnotically as she breathed.

"So I can only assume that I'll keep getting bigger for the next nine months," she continued, then smiled conspiratorially. "I have no idea if I'll return to my original size afterwards," she murmured. Minerva sighed happily and sank back onto the pillows, cradling her pregnancy lovingly.

He tried to form words, and was eventually successful. "Madam... you are the proof of all my theories, and the grandest of all possible dreams... the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow... I am awestricken. I truly am. My family and I are not worthy of being called breeders..."

She cut him off. "Now stop it, Jason. We all have our talents. We all have our place in life. Your brothers and father add to the genetic diversity as well as we do. Your program helps repopulate the rare and endangered species just as well as us, if not better, because you men can mate with any number of females. Obviously, we women only have a limited capacity... uh... well, you know what I mean." They both laughed. "I mean quantity, not size."

"Yeah, I got it," he laughed. "Okay... well I guess I'm just jealous or something. Twenty-two months of pleasure..." He whistled. "Damn. I'm lucky if I get ten minutes."

Krysta spoke from the doorway, scratching her fluffy shock of white hair with both hands out of habit, her long nails painted frosty white to match. "True, but you get to enjoy the scent of the pheromones, which we can't detect, and possibly more animal attributes from your non-humanoid parent. And don't feel shortchanged - remember you get to mate whenever you want and we have to wait until each litter is born." Minerva's eldest daughter rubbed her own pregnant belly appreciatively, feeling the four bear cubs within as they moved and kicked. "It drives me crazy, especially when it's a long gestation. Now kangaroos, that's nothing because it's only a few weeks, but I guess you know all about them, being from Australia," she laughed.

"Yeah... I've had my share of ‘roos. Not much call for them from the wild animal parks though, so they get freebies between my paying jobs." He smiled back at her, then saw Charlotte coming in with her baby sister Phaedra on her hip.

"OOH! That was a hard kick." Minerva fanned herself faster and pressed her hand against her belly. Then she looked at Jason. "AH! It's still going, do you want to feel? Quickly now!" She grabbed his hand and pressed it hard into her swollen shape. His eyes widened with delight. All he could do was silently mouth "WOW" and feel the dramatic movements from within the huge womb. Then the hard kicking disappeared and was replaced with a sort of rolling movement like a cat brushing up against a pant leg.

"Mmmm..." she purred. "It's changing position. Can you feel it?" She beamed down at him as he nodded and smiled with wonder.

"I've... I've never gotten to feel anything like this. Sometimes I'll try to feel the bellies of the animals when they're full of my young, but... this is so clear... there's no fur in the way for one thing," he joked.

Minerva chuckled and patted the bed next to her massive body. He eagerly climbed up. "Get on."

"Um... what?"

"Lay on top so you can feel it better."

Krysta and Charlotte exchanged jealous looks. Was she going to beat them to it?

As if drugged, he took off his shirt and draped his bare chest over part of her huge pregnancy.

"All the way."

Soon he was laying atop her, his arms and legs hugging her belly like it was a mountain, his cheek pressed against her soft flesh, his eyes closed in bliss. He could feel every movement the calf made beneath him. Minerva closed her eyes as well and sighed. After a few minutes, he found one of her nipples and began to suckle it, his hands grasping two other breasts, and she moaned quietly. All the sisters could do was watch from the doorway and wonder how far it would go.

Eventually he dismounted, a tear shining in his eye. Jason bowed deeply in an old fashioned way.

"Madam, you honor me."

Blushing at all the attention, she inclined her head, smiled, and slowly curled up on her side so that she fit in the bed, her arms assisting her belly to move where she wanted it. "Leave me now, everyone. I'm going to take a nap. Charlotte, I'd like a snack in an hour or so."

And that was that.

Jason was buttoning his shirt across his broad and lightly haired chest as they made their way to the parlor. Krysta took one of the comfy armchairs, getting herself awkwardly seated with a little "oof" as her belly interfered with her ability to bend. Charlotte was not yet showing, so she took the piano bench after setting Phaedra in her crib for a nap - she had fallen asleep on her sister's shoulder.

"So, um..." Charlotte broke in awkwardly, "I have a question for you."

"Really? How nice." Jason beamed at her with his amazing eyes, a brown you could fall into and never return from.

"You asked me at the gate about the grizzly cubs. But why did you ask me? Any of us could have been the one."

He smiled again and touched his nose. "I can tell. I can pick up their scent right now, I believe because they're an intimate part of you. I can also detect mountain gorilla pheromones, my lovely black-haired girl. Your charming shy demeanor is obviously from your father as well."

She blushed and nodded, then got their family portrait off the piano and handed it to him. He gazed at it for a long time, then got up to look at them all. Generations of women, most in various stages of pregnancy, some of the photos featuring animals in the background.

"Ah! Mountain lion! Well that explains your mother's lovely skin tone and amber hair then. And those phenomenal eyes." He began to dig in his wallet, then produced a photo of his own immediate family, with only one animal visible in the background, a graceful-looking horse.

"Wait... why a horse? They're not endangered," inquired Charlotte.

"Ah, but you forget about rare livestock breeds," he replied. "That was an early job of your mother's, her first one I believe, but lately the demand has been so high for the more exotic animals, especially ones high on the food chain or in immediate danger of extinction, that her livestock efforts haven't been explored in many years."

They chatted a while longer about the various species they'd encountered over the years, and how young Charlotte was only on her second pregnancy. She blushed again, wishing secretly that it wasn't another month until she began to show.

"So how long are you here?" Krysta tried to sound casual.

"I'm here on a work visa, doing research for our breeding program," he replied cheerfully. "I have up to two years in the states if I wish to use it."

"Really..." said both daughters together.

"Oh yeah... but be sure to let me know if I become a bother and I'll go check out some of the more boring places that I'm supposed to go, like the wildlife park down south of you a few miles, and that new zoo facility near the state capitol." He mimed a fake yawn and they grinned.

"Well..." Krysta tried to get up gracefully but it just wasn't happening - Jason jumped over to help her. She welcomed the attention and "accidentally" leaned into him. "Well, I think a nap sounds great. Maybe you could tuck me in, hm?" She placed his hands on her pregnant belly and watched his face.

He nodded, his lips parting, his breathing deepening out of habit. He was checking for the scent of estrus without realizing it, then caught himself and closed his mouth. He felt a stirring in his grey wool slacks again.

Wordlessly they glided down the hallway toward her bedroom, and Krysta looked back, sticking her tongue out at her younger sister. She did have dibs on him, after all. Charlotte made a face, then went the other way into the kitchen. She could wait. She would have to - it's very foolish to anger a determined polar bear.

He guided her to a comfortable position on the bed, then propped her head with a fluffy pillow. "I've never gotten to pamper a woman before... there's only so much you can do with straw bedding and silence." He smiled down at her, unsure what she wanted him to do next.

Krysta patted the bed. "Sit with me a while." She curled onto her side and allowed the weight of her large belly to rest on the mattress. It seemed even larger. He stared at her, then sat down and began gently stroking her pregnant form. She pulled her blouse up, revealing the four full breasts within. He got up and closed the door, then unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it on the floor.

Kneeling next to the bed, he began fondling and sucking on them, moving from one erect nipple to the next. Being almost constantly pregnant, she usually had milk, and he was not disappointed. He drank deeply as he ran his broad hands all over her chest and belly. He could feel the life inside kicking, and he began rubbing her faster and harder.

"My pants!" she gasped. He stripped them off, her panties getting wrapped up in them as well, and he breathed deeply the fragrance of her mound. Her curly white hairs ruffled as he inhaled her scent and moaned. He closed his eyes and leaned back his head for a moment, mouth open, registering the odors with the special gland he carried, then dove back in for more. She knew exactly what he was doing - she'd seen some of the animals in their facility meadows making the phlamen gesture with their upper lip when she'd fed them sometimes.

She gasped as he burrowed into her pussy, then cried out as his tongue flicked the edges of her slit. Her whole body tingled, and she pushed his head down for more. His tongue explored deeply, and she thought she'd cum right then, but he stopped just short of that. Giving her a toothy grin, he stood and undid his pants. Then he let them fall along with his boxers.

It was her turn for her mouth to open, but this was in surprise and wonder. Apparently he had inherited something else from his elephant side of the family - a cock almost twice the size of a human's. "Wow..."

"Thought you'd like it. I should probably ask if there's a sigil under your bed too?"

"Ohhhh yes. Wow... that has to be the most beautiful cock I've ever seen."

"Really? Well now that's saying something." He strode over to her and began kissing her belly, then fondled and suckled her milk-laden breasts again. She could feel his gigantic member brushing her body, hot and sticky and hard. He gently turned her on her stomach, then licked her buttocks and sucked on them until she was covered in hickeys. His hands never left her pregnant belly. She tilted her hips upward.

Used to this movement being the "go" signal in animals, he got on his knees behind her and grabbed her hips. She moaned in anticipation. Then the tip of his rod touched her red slit, the slippery precum making it slide back and forth deliciously.

"Oh god... more..."

He pushed the very tip into her, moving slowly and with determination. She thrust backward into him, and cried out when the huge thing began to force its way inside. Sigil or not, he was opening her wide, and it seemed like he would never stop penetrating. She could feel her cunt stretching to hold all of him, the tight ring of muscle at her opening encircling him hard like a greedy pair of lips. She moaned loudly, her four wet, sensitive nipples brushing the soft sheets below them.

He began to slide in and out slowly, the sheer length of his dick forcing him to make wide arches with his hips so that they could enjoy every inch together. He began to speed up, then Krysta began to call out in time with their rhythm.

"Unghhh... unghhh... I need it... more... deeper... fuck... me... ohhhhhhhhhh... shittttttt...!"

Jason could feel her buck back hard as her strong pussy muscles milked him in their orgasmic throes. He gasped loudly and shot into her, his strong hands forcing her hips deeply into his so that he could drive the length of his entire shaft well into her pussy. They bucked together a few times, ensuring that he was penetrating as far as possible, then she leaned back into him as she panted, her huge belly making her unable to lay down. Still deep inside, he caught his breath as well, then ran a teasing finger along her exposed asshole which made her jump.

Smiling and panting, she looked over her shoulder. "I'm sorry love, but I need to lay on my side now." He winked and then slowly drew himself out, much to their mutual pleasure. Krysta collapsed onto the bed, enjoying the sensation of his hot semen dribbling from her hole, and Jason snuggled into her from behind as he played with her nipples and rubbed her very pregnant belly. She had never been able to relax like this after mating - it had always been in the special cage, and she was required to keep her hips elevated as long as possible so the sperm could do its work deep inside her womb. This was so different from the beasts. So nice. So sweet.

She pulled up a blanket, and soon they were both fast asleep together.

Later that evening, Charlotte was coming out of her mother's room with some dirty dishes when Krysta winked and whispered in her ear, "He's all yours." The elder sister picked up Phaedra and brought her over to the play area in the den, then snapped on the television and closed the door. Charlotte and Jason were alone.

He took her hand and led her into the mating room, then took a deep inhale, opening his mouth slightly. Charlotte smiled, recognizing the gesture males used to identify and lock in female scents, then closed the door and opened the cage.

"The scents should be even more intense here," she teased as she got out some soft mats and laid them on the floor over the sigil.

"Indeed," he replied as he breathed deeply and closed his eyes, soaking it all in. They found each other face to face, the only light coming from the high windows along the back of the room. He nuzzled her neck and she raised her shirt, revealing her six plump breasts. She rubbed them against his chest, and instantly his hands were all over them. Charlotte noticed something else.

"You must be happy to see me... or else you're hiding a python in your pants," she giggled.

"You have no idea..."

He undid and dropped his pants, and heard her gasp of surprise. Then he jumped as he felt her warm little hands all over his huge cock, gently stroking the length of it and playing with the tip. A few drops of precum beaded up and trickled down his rod, lubricating it. He moaned, then dropped to his knees and suckled on her breasts while grasping her plump ass. Then it was her turn to moan.

She wasn't showing yet, but when he licked her belly it reminded her of the life within and it turned her on. She held his head tightly against her chest, and he sucked hard, running his tongue around her hard nipples greedily. She could feel his massive shaft dance around her legs, and she wanted it for her own.

"Stand up."

He did as he was told and she got on her knees. Before he could react, she began licking him, running her tongue over the tip of his cock. Jason groaned and petted her short black hair as he watched her work. She was able to fit the head of his shaft in her mouth and suck it a little bit, which brought even more precum and groans of passion, the length of his member pulsing with his heartbeat.

Charlotte couldn't stand it any longer. She collapsed onto her back and pulled him down on top of her. He grinned and made his way upward, running his tongue roughly over her nipples as he went, which made her jump and smile back at him. Neither of them had made love face to face before.

She closed her eyes and held him close as he suckled from her topmost breasts, and he was rewarded with a taste of milk and a soft moan. With a free hand he maneuvered his huge cock so that the tip gently slid along her wet slit, then he moved it up and down along the engorged red lips of her labia. Charlotte cried out, and he pushed in.

It was huge, and she could feel it stretching her young pussy wider than it had ever been before. He slowly slipped deeper, the sigil working to open her up for him, but not so much that any trace of pleasure was lost. He could feel how tight she was, and she could feel how incredibly massive he was. It seemed like it would keep going inside her forever, and she used her hands to feel the bulge in her belly caused by his rod. She remembered watching her mother with the bull elephant, and it drove her to orgasm almost instantly.

Jason heard her panting breaths turn to random cries of pleasure, saw her head rock back and forth uncontrollably, and felt her tunnel clamp down on his cock. He rammed her deeply and was rewarded with louder screams of joy, then he quickly thrust in and out, which drove her even wilder. Charlotte wrapped her legs tightly around his ass to force him deeper inside, and suddenly he was shooting his hot seed, almost before he realized how close he had been. He groaned and shuddered as he pumped her full, then he gently laid down on top of her and felt the spasms of her cunt gradually slow as they both came down from their orgasmic highs.

Neither of them spoke for a long time. Finally Jason rolled to the side and suckled at one of her breasts. Charlotte sighed quietly as she reached down to gently stroke him, her eyes still closed.

Over the next few months, Jason was shown their complete breeding records, successes and failures, the sprawling facilities, breeding stock in the pens and meadows, and generally became a member of the family. A new futon was ordered for the breeding room, and when he wasn't spending the night with one of the girls in their bed, he had a comfortable place to stay on his own. He was even present for the birth of Krysta's litter, and stayed with her like a proud father for the first few nights.

One morning he was delivering a plate of eggs and pitcher of juice to Minerva's room and the blinds were open, the golden sun making her skin look even more amber-tinged than usual. He found himself watching her as she chatted with him and ate her breakfast. She was now nearly 10 feet tall (they guessed, since she was unable to stand to be measured), her pregnant belly several feet across, each of her eight milk-filled breasts the size of a basketball.

"...Are you listening or staring?"

"...what...?"

"I'm guessing staring then."

Taking a moment to recover, he smiled and nodded sheepishly.

"See something you want?"

Smiling a little less, his eyes widening slightly, he nodded again.

"Close the door."

He did as he was told, then approached the giantess' bedside. She hauled her belly to the side with considerable effort and reclined on one hip. Her breasts undulated with the effort, each one looking like an exotic flower bud ready to open. He was hypnotized.

"It's been a long time, Jason. Too long since I had the bull."

His mouth was open slightly as he breathed in her scent.

"You're a little like a bull, if the girls don't exaggerate."

He closed his eyes and nodded, stroking her belly, feeling the life within shift. It was so big and muscular. The elephant inside her womb. He felt his member respond, and heard Minerva chuckle quietly.

"I can see that they're not lying, even through your slacks." He always wore loose-fitting clothing, as tighter jeans simply couldn't hold all of him. He shook his head no and felt her breasts with both hands.

"Please..."

She sounded a little sad, and he opened his eyes to gaze at her. Her gold-green eyes glowed with intensity in the morning light, and he could see that she needed him. He was the only one who could satisfy her now. He smiled gently and took a nearly fist-sized brown nipple in his mouth, suckling hard and circling it with his tongue. He was delighted to taste her milk, an unexpected bonus, and drank deeply. Minerva whimpered and held him gently with her massive hands. He reached down and found her clit, which made her jolt.

"Jason... I can't really turn..."

"Shhh.... I understand."

He went down then, his tongue exploring every inch of her huge rosebud and slit, his fist easily slipping inside her. She moaned and whimpered more as he slid his arm deep into her tunnel. She groped her own dripping breasts as he worked in and out, her legs opening as much as possible to let him inside even further, her hips shifting so that her ass was exposed. To her dismay he pulled out then, but she didn't have long to wait.

He got behind her and she could hear his belt buckle jangle, then she heard his pants drop to the floor. Suddenly his huge rod was penetrating, and she began to weep with joy as she felt almost two years of pent up sexuality work towards release at last. She could hear his grunts of pleasure, and she could feel herself getting closer to cumming.

To her surprise, he felt him press his fingers against her tight anus. This cooled her off for a moment, as she had never experimented with anal play, but she found that it added a new dimension to her sensations and she slowly let him inside. Deeper and deeper he explored, his double-sized cock pounding in and out of her lonely cunt, his fist working its way further up her ass. He found the section where the membrane between the two tunnels was thinnest, and could feel his cock penetrating below. It was almost like masturbating, he marvelled.

Suddenly she spasmed and gasped, and he forced both his rod and his fist deeper still. She moaned loudly and screamed something he couldn't make out, her hips bucking, and his own orgasm wasn't far behind. He cried out as her pussy and ass worked him hard, milking his dick for everything it could give and tightening around his arm like he would be trapped forever. He wished he could be trapped within his beautiful giantess forever. All too soon, it was over.

After a few minutes, Minerva spoke. "Thank you..." she breathed.

"No ma'am. Thank you. I'm sorry I waited so long. If I'd known you..."

"Shhh. You talk too much." She smiled down at him, a haze of satisfaction and release across her face. "Ooooh, she's kicking again."

He could see movements ripple across her belly, and quickly pressed his hands and cheek against her. Jason could feel the amazing sensation of a huge form just beneath her belly's surface, and marveled again that she could hold a human-sized creature inside her womb. He began to do a mental calculation of when she was due again, his brain slowed by orgasmic endorphins. He took too long.

Suddenly there was a gush of liquid from between her legs. They both gasped, and she clutched her immense womb.

"Contraction...! Oh.... Jason... get the girls...!"

He knew that more experienced women often had their children quickly, so he ran out of the room without even grabbing his pants. Minerva's daughters looked amused when they first saw him, but their smiles quickly turned to excited worry as he explained the situation. They all rushed back into her room - even little Phaedra padded in on her toddler legs to see what all the fuss was about.

Sure enough, Minerva was already halfway through the process by the time they arrived and had everything ready. In just under an hour, a beautiful baby elephant calf had come into the world, and it took all three of them to help dry it off and get it started nursing. Minerva sighed contentedly, enjoying the sensations of the elephant suckling milk from her huge teats.

Several months later, Minerva was definitely smaller than she had been at Karma's birth, but she was still just under nine feet tall with breasts big enough to keep an elephant well-fed. Over the next year, she continued to slowly shrink, the most notable change coming after her child had finished nursing. But she remained over six feet tall for the rest of her days, taking pride in her new stature and oversized tits, all eight of them like soft cantaloupes crowned with fat cherries for nipples.

A few months later, the newest family portrait on the piano had something never before seen in any of the other photos - a smiling man, his dapper grey wool suit setting off his deep brown eyes perfectly. On either side of him were a young woman with short white hair, a teen with short black hair (both of them pregnant), and a laughing toddler that looked as if she could be his sister.