Not long after you and the rest of your sisters wake up, each of your bellies smaller than before, a genetic trick to absorb and compress sprem, making you just as pregnant, but still able to walk. Everyone still has a bloated belly though, as they happily rub their bellies, talking about possible names. Your own factory is big enough to reach u our knees, but you don't join the crowd, looking to the stage and getting an idea. You give a load wistle l, gathering all the new futas attention,
"Girls, as great as it is to pick names, we should really start growing the numbers"
They all cheer in agreement as you lead them to the stage, none of the security stop you, as each are pulled away by a random futa and a new slutty futa replaces them. You walk up as a a indi band has just finished, you saunter up to the lead vocalist,
"This looks great guys, but it could be better,"
The short blond hipster looks at you, "really? How so?"
A torrent of cum is his anwser, as you douse him and his band, and the change begins. The guy on the electric piano changes from a short brunet in a large hood and jeans, to a sexy futa DJ. Her skin was niticly darker, neon green, bluue, and violet tatoos coloring her skin, her faced caked in neon of the same colors. As well as her long wave black hair. She wore a long sleaves tiny dark blue midriff hoody the bearly covered the nipples of her double H breasts. Below was a tiny pair of black latex hot pants that hardly covered her huge bubble but, with velcro patches to give easy access to her other wholes, the one for her dick open for her huge dick to swing free. Her hands had black fingerless gloves, a few of her finders taped for her work, and a pair of 7 in, black latex knee high platform heels. She had almost as many percinings as you do, from her ears, nose, nave, cock, and fat pouty neon blue lips, one of her neon tatoos on her midriff read "DJ juicy." The electric piano had also changed into a sound board and record player.
The base and guitar and base players change, what once was a pair of Asian brothers, becoming twin twin gyaru futas, covered in slutty neon make up and with looks like they were begging to be fucked. Their in trumpets change as well, to pinky glittery verso with stickers of orgazim in dick all over them. The vocolist in the middle moans a note as she changes, large voluminous pink hair flows like a river to her ankels, half flowing down her face and around her sexy form like a silk half cape as it reaches her calfs. Her skin is a deep Carmel tan, with a sexy sweaty glisten, covered also in neon tatoos. Her face is a picture of beauty with fat pouty lips, and a near perpetual half lid stare of arousal, her face also caked in neon makeup. She's wherein a half sleave, white open jacket and a tiny black tube top that barely covers the nipples of her double M mamories, with a black frilled micro skirt that hardy contains her jumbo as, nor the mammoth trunk dangling free between her legs. She's covered in piercings, with multiple gold bracelet rings on her wrists, with 9 in, thigh high black leather platform heels. On her midriff is neon tatoos that reads "Tiffany titjobs."
The equipment on stage shifts as the colors change to a set of neon blues and pinks, multiple stripper poles are placed, pink and blue lighting highlighting them as Tiffany semi to be warming up on one. The banner above changes from italic "the new wave" to a neon bubbly blue and pink " The Baby Bumps"
Tiffany moans a few more notes as she hangs from the pole, "you where so right, this is just what we need! Care to join us, we could use a few more sluts on the poles."
You happily accept as a few other futas in your group join you on the stage, as the band gets read to begin.