"Well, I can give you credit for that, at least," came Konoka's reply to Medusa's defense about not breaking her toys. It was just a miracle that, for all accounts of Medusa's size, Konoka wasn't already broken.

She could only watch as Medusa shifted her grip on her, with no coils to hide anything, but instead shifting her body such that she was seated atop the monstrous girl instead. Part of her tail pulled her arms up above her, squeezing her slender wrists together above her head. That left her head and everything else below it on full display.

Konoka was now free to look down on those big cocks, but they were very much aimed for her ass, which still left her incredulous. "There's no way those would fit, even with how you prepared me with your tail!" But despite this claim, she could only watch as those things pushed against her rear entrance, pushing and prodding, until they somehow squeezed past her sphincter. She gasped, the sharp sensation almost stinging, but not quite reaching pain. The intensity would soon become pleasure, despite all of Konoka's disbelief.