You explain your experiences with cockvore to Inbal, but she shows no interest. "Sorry, but I already have one problem to investigate, and I am not the type to be wanting to look at a lad's junk. I'm sure it's very nice junk and all, but no." Inbal pauses a moment and continues more pleasantly for you, "I think I know a couple of girls who join you for dinner. Why don't you let me out so I can see if they are available?"
A bit sadly you do as told. It's always a sorrow to let a lass loose. Still, you know she will come back. So you don't lose much. It's still a reluctant task, but it is not a terrible loss. Up she comes. Of course, you do want to have a little fun as she leaves...
"What is this?" Inbal asks, tho she really knows, "You're not feeling me up, are you?" A quite dumb question since that is just what you are doing, even if you are currently using your tongue rather than a hand. "Now look. I'm not that uptight, but there are limits and you need... to ... stop ... You don't and your whole throat is stimulating every inch of her body as she slides up and out. Inbal tries to protest again, but instead moans from pleasure. Her "torture" is far from over.
Her head pops out and then so do her beauties, which are greeted by caresses from your eager hands. "You stop! It's ... not ... But she is again interrupted by a climax that leaves her trying to muffle a scream. She continues to slide out and you continue to use tongue and hands to pleasure her. "He doesn't do this to you, does he?" Inbal asks of the other courses of your meal.
"Frequently." Ria answers, "It's one of the better parts of this whole deal. Go ahead and enjoy yourself."
"But..." an unconvinced Inbal starts to respond, only to be hit by another wave of ecstasy. "I'm not that sort of gir..." Her scream of joy challenges that as your tongue invades her most sensitive spot. She faints dead away as you continue to spit her out, and play with that delightful form. A moment later, she is sprawled delightfully in front of you, her face probably bearing a big grin. That may be a trifle optimistic judgment since she is face down, but there is no reason to think she is not thrilled.
That may not be true for long. You are feeling a very familiar and pleasant feeling. Without any urging from you [well, not conscious anyway], your tool is once again consuming a lass. It is a feeling that Inbal is enjoying too, until she starts to think. After a blinding moment of release, she asks "Wait, I should be out of you. What's happening?"
"Cockvore", you explain, "You're going into my balls just like you went into my belly."
"I said for you not to do this" Inbal charges, tho her giggle makes it hard to believe she is seriously angry at you.
"I can't really control myself," you try to defend yourself, "I didn't mean to, but now that you have started, you might as well keep on going in."
"I'm not so sure you are trying to control yourself," Inbal counters, but another climax prevents her from sounding angry. Your own explosion hampers your attempt to look sorry about the situation.
"You can ask the others," you manage, "They can tell you the urge to eat girls is just too much for me to control." Your defense witnesses are not as supportive as you could hope as they hint you are not trying as hard as you could. However Inbal is proving a soft judge, and allowing you to get off with a slap on the wrist.
The process presumably continues as normal. Your huge belly is making it hard to see for sure. However, you can feel going over the top several times, and you feel her spasms of pleasure as well. Eventually your pride and joy is again 6' long instead of 6" and full of womanly curves instead of straight lines. Now it starts to shrink as Inbal is slide into your balls, a process that again delights both of you. Soon you are again the possesser of a 4 girl bulge.
"OK, I get Inbal out by pumping her into one of you three. Who wants to be her mother?"
"I do." Ria a bit surprises you, "I really want to have your baby."