"Oh hey Agent 3! Looking for your friends? Well they're right here~" the rival octoling said gesturing at her enlarged balls, the forms of Agent 4 and 8 bulging out the left and right nut respectively. Audible sloshing was heard as they fruitlessly struggled. "Mmm fuck I'm pent up, they feel amazing. Mind helping then cum out?~ either that or you can join them~" she held her large shaft, the length of 3's legs, and stroked it slowly.
 3, not wanting to join the others as a puddle of 'white ink', knelt down and started stroking the octolings cock with one hand and using the other to rub the enlarged sack.
 The octoling leaned back, moans puffing out her lips "Yesss! Feel those pathetic morsals melt. Cod I can't wait till they respawn, mmm wonder how they'll feel going up my ass~"
 4 and 8 kicked harder but we're clearly losing steam, likely due to the fact that they were literally melting. 3 took it as a sign to stroke harder, even as pre cum rolled out the tip and over 3's arms. Knowing if she stopped now, that thing would be shoved down her throat in an instant.
 "C-Close...oh f-fuck..." the balls clenched hard around what remained of 4 and 8, before warm semen burst from the tip. Each spurt looking like a charger shot of cum. Occasionally joined by a cum soaked item of clothing splating in the puddle then sinking in.
 With the final spurt came a pink and yellow respawn ghost along with a satisfied sigh from the octoling.
 3 stood and looked to the puddle, a bit amazed by it's size. Well.. she should probably leave before the octoling recovers...
 Suddenly her headset buzzed.
 "3 you're LICKING the cum out our clothes, when you get back." 8 spat.
 "When you finish, you're going straight down my throat and staying there till our headsets and weapons are fixed." 4 added spitefully.
 "Yeah that's... fair.." 3 mumbled. She'd do the same were she them.
 *growllll*
 "That was exhausting, think I'll need a snack for some energy~" the octoling said, Suddenly behind 3.
 "Gonna... have to wait till I respawn though.."