Accept the terms of their offer, at this point there's no turning back.
From Create Your Own Story
"If this is necessary," you groan as your breasts press against your armor, "then I accept."
The deer-centaur makes his move, carefully removing the rest of your armor and exposing your swollen tits. He painfully bites on your nipples, sucking and tugging and grinding up the soft flesh until you feel release, and the first stream of your milk flows into a collection bowl. The serpent chuckles and extends his tongue to moisten your vagina.
The minotaur takes your other tit and rubs it against her own, and together the stimulation brings out the milk from both of you, sending it into another bowl on your right. Relieved, your breasts return to their normal size, ready to expand again.
The serpent steps aside and lets the bull-centaur go first. He stand over you and slowly lowers his heavy body over yours, keeling so his weight doesn't immediately flatten you. You almost begin to remind him that he needs to penetrate to give you his seed, but you look down and realize his cock is more than enough, even if he doesn't go all the way down on you.
You're thankful, too. The full brute force of the bull's cock would destroy you for sure. Using just the top of his dick is a very necessary act of mercy. That doesn't mean it's comfortable. You yelp in shock at the dick stretches you wide, shoving bursts of pressure onto your uterus. Your legs coil up naturally, unfortunately also pulling in more of the bull-centaur's dick until even your paladin training can't handle the force. You scream and moan like the cheapest city whore.
