"Must find help fuck." Kitty moans constantly masturbating pushing herself along the floor trying to find someone to fill her womb.

 

Stopping from sheer exhaustion having been masturbating for several hours straight Kitty lies panting her udders leaking milk and her pussy still dripping. Her right still trying to stimulate her cunt, unknown to the exhausted Shadowcat her body is still changing. Her internal organs have changed making room for a much larger vagina connected to a quartet of overfilled ovaries allowing Kitty to fulfil her new role as a broodmare.

 

Kitty moans in pleasure feeling her organs rework themselves, slowly getting back on all fours shakily she stumbles looking for cock to fuck and breed her.

 

"By my stars and garters Miss Pryde what are you doing?" Beast asks Kitty.

 

Beast unaware of the feral mindset Kitty currently possesses is caught off as she lunges at him and starts tearing off Beast's clothes.

 

"Hump, fuck, BREED!" Kitty moans out as she impales herself on Beats's cock.

 

* * *

 

Taking a small break before going to one of the other machines Storm takes a minute to examine herself in one of the full body mirrors. The massively buff she-male strikes several poses while flexing her massive muscles, with her pride and joy on full display. Her massive womb wrecking tool is an impressive 21 inches long and as thick as a soda can, attached to a pair of balls the size of grapefruits.

 

Flexing again Storm grins just picturing all the women she's going to impale on her massive tool.

 

"Hey Storm hope you don't mind me joining you." Betsy says completely oblivious to the muclebound futa in the room.

 

"C'ourse I don't mind Betsy not at all." Storm says a predatory grin crossing her face as she looks over the prime grade A piece of fuck meat for her cock.