A Night to Remember

After having seeminly just lost consiousness, Sister Sylphi was in her bed chamber back on her homeworld... The demi-human silver flying fox bat felt her bedding and shook her head, "No, it couldn't have been my bed I just felt..."
Before fading out, she was in a chamber of flesh, lying sunk down on what felt like a fleshy and gooey hammock. Flanking either, sometimes both sides of her from out side were meaty mounds of flesh....th-thighs?!
She thought to herself in recollection, 'That's right, although I remember being in the other, the female... this other goddess of a hermy giantess took me and others into...forgive me, great divines, for I may have sinned in a beyond huge way...'
The demi-human lady groaned as the sun beamed into a window slit near her, 'Futternutters! Someone turn the damn sun off!', Slyphi mused as she made light of what seemed to be a biting hangover while she propped up and slipped on pair of thick cotton thigh-high stockings and armlength gloves. Then slipped a matching foax-turtle neck collar style wimple down over her whole neck, extending up her cheeks and down over the mid-section of her shoulders. Last, she slipped on her leather shoes and toggled its band over her stockinged feet.
Her humanoid skin was dark in color, and most of her hair was short with fluffy curly bangs with longer locks near her long pointed ears. Her eyes were silver-blue.
She mentally pressed on, trying to think back as she went for her pale pink robe, and manuvered her wings in through wing-slits in the back.
Although very vaguely, she began to remember. She had a feeling that she didn't melt and was reformed. Sylphi heard of such a thing called Reformation-sickness, but aside from a state of being hungover, and a little weary, she wasn't to point of being bed-ridden.
Yes, she was on another world, more than likely due to a dimentional rift she couldn't remember being pulled through. Perhaps this is the cause of the affect?
Sylphi remembered little, like how she met them but regardless, the two voluptuous human goddesses she spent that night in hedonistic heaven with, was coming clearer and clearer to mind however!
There was the hermaphrodite, "Fotini", a human with skin toned a gorgeous dark-beige if memory served, with green eyes, dark long wavy hair and endowed with both large breasts and package.
Sylphi couldn't recall what Fotini or wore, or hir counterpart, but like her, the BBW goddess filled whatever kind of bra it was very well to the point it would probably be as much a shame as a gift to see those fleshy orbs free.
The other glorious BBW she recalled, was a blue-eyed bombshell by the name of "Gabby". She was light of skin tone, held a larger and porcine frame, with larger breasts still. Her hair moderately long, a creamy blonde in color.
Sylphi slumped back down on her bed, and wound her arms as she weaved the 'Eye of the Draconi' the symbol of her faith as she continued to recall. She still couldn't remember where she was, how they obtained a massive crowd of adults, possibly in the hundereds in number!, if the BBWs grew, or their playthings were shrunken down by them- but she remembered eventually herself and each and every one of them- was plopped into her vaginal folds as if they were actual lips she and everyone there fed her expansive uterus.
So many were pulled into her ever hungry pussy, that her large stomach managed to inflate, even if only slightly. Although she couldln't see this, she faintly recalled it being pointed out by one of the goddesses. Sylphi couldn't help but enjoy the mental image.
The demi-bat was reeling at the time full of mixed emotions, she was graced with alone time at shared heights with them earlier, and ontop of sharing a crowd with the goddesses, now she was crammed with them inside her feminine depths. At first, she feared for her fellow playthings, being a predator herself, she knew there was no escaping the prison of flesh. But then just she and others began to struggle less, and turn to one another for comfort pleasure- she felt and heard movement outside. From the sound of it, Fotini was mounting her!
That was it! The herm thrusted hir girth in through the crowd! Would they be pulverized?? No! In its wake, those who weren't pushed aside by the meaty log, dissappeared into its head effortlessly! Sylphi's ears flickered with mixed emotions. She remembered that she was just getting comfortable with someone, and was about to be mounted herself, when all the sudden she was huging that huge member instead!
She couldn't help but giggle at the thought of her partner suddenly dissapearing within that log of meat that she was brushed by.
With each thrust as Fotini made love to Gabby, shi claimed the mass within all for hirself. Sylphi was next as that large dome of pink flesh rushed right for her, and was almost instantly swallowed down Fotini's gifted urithra like a throat, and was passed from Gabby's walls of female flesh, to Fotini's silky sack, with the crowd filling up. The two giantesses moaned with orgasmic delight, especially at climax.
Slyphi was both suprised and yet relieved that she wasn't released from her new prison, especially as she felt hands from the giantesses feel her from the outside as they fondled and made note of the now massive ballsack. She couldn't quite remember the inner workings of Fotini's gifted/cursed package and felt it might be best not to think too heavily on it.
It felt like a long time passed, almost a day perhaps, as she and the others were rendered Fotini's prised prisoners. Time passed, and the crowd was was released bit by bit. She couldn't recall how, but Sylphi had a feeling they were being released safe and sound.
Sylphi went for her veil, struggling now to collect herself from her journey of recollection. Fortunately she was a nun by definition, in contrast to laborous sisters, nuns are more dedicated to prayer and meditation. A reformed succubus, she chose of a life of repentance.
A smile swept her face as she recalled having alone time with the two before the main event that occured. She didn't recall where, but she was escorted by the playful ladies to their destination, having curtained each with a wing. Smiling as she unfurled her wings, almost feeling their chubby froms.
Later that night, she would think on it again, once she felt comfortable to, and was plunged yet again into ecstacy.
Yes before their sexual smogesborge, the two had their fun with her. It started with one-on-one makeout sessions, taking turns being wrapped in her wings as they cuddled and kissed passionately. Then they took Sylphi to bed, and strode her from either end, starting with Gabby riding and sitting on her face, smushing her pussy lips into her face-lips while Fotini held her down from the crotch by sitting on it, tea-bagging her vaginal folds with her large package.
When it seemed like Fotini was going to shove her massive girth into her pussy, she was mistaken as the herm passed Gabby a strap-on dildo, before the two switched positions. As Gabby slipped on the panties and mounted her, Fotini wasn't the only one now towering over her head- that massive package was- for a second that was, until shi began teasingly grinding her face. Although having a bad feeling, feeling taken advantage of, she licked at it, but reluctantly. Before she could voice any concerns as she suckled that fleshy dome, Fotini thrusted her girth in nearly to the hilt! She didn't try to fight or bite, rather enjoying herself deep down. Fotini even sensed this and patted one of her cheeks with a smile, offering a bit of gratification to her plaything after filling her with hir load.
She still couldn't remember how the crowd came about, but knew that's what happened next. Sylphi shook her head, perhaps it too was best not to think too hard about, perhaps she was gifted with a repressed memory in that.
'I should consult and confess to Sir Xandaros, when I have a chance.', she ironically thought as she referred to her own favorite boytoy (such is why she thought of him as "Sir" instead of "Father" having her limits in kinks), a kind and kinky copper scaled draconian priest- who would likely be stuffed into her own prison of flesh. Fortunately, they were apart of a more leniant sect of their faith.