Monster Breeder

78. Another Quiet Night At Home, Part 5 (R-18)

78. Another Quiet Night At Home, Part 5 (R-18)

“Do Alex a favor? I’d love to! Gale is a good girl!”

“Alex, besides reuniting me with Cottontail and Flou, I’m grateful for what you’ve done for the bunnies and mice in the region. On behalf of my kind, as Gale’s wife, and as part of your harem, I’d be honored to serve your interests with my body.”

“Uh, wow,” I say, surprised by Megan’s profundity. I guess I did dramatically improve her extended family’s quality of life by removing the Harpies as a threat, though... “Well, part of how my powers work is that I gain a small magical boost for each of my progeny. I’d like to get both of you pregnant tonight, granted your consent.”

The Harpy girl bobs her head eagerly. “I finally get to be a mom!?! Gale can be preggers tonight? Yes, yes!”

Megan nods as well while putting her left hand on her right elbow, showing defensive body language. “Actually, I’ve been nervous around so many large cocks. One horror story about a cousin who escaped after being raped by a predator, only to have the child growing inside them crush their vital organs, is more than enough to scare a mouse straight. I’d be able to relax a lot more during these orgies if you got me pregnant with something small.”

The bunny girl puts a comforting arm around her sister’s shoulders. Then she asks me, “You’re not including Lucinia?”

I shrug. “I invited her to stay the night and permitted her to join the orgy because she seemed nice enough, but I’m not sure she’s harem material.” Not to be specist, but I kind of already have a Harpy girl... “I’m limiting my offspring to harem members, you see.”

“Ah,” the mouse girl gives me an appraising look. “Peter was more indiscriminate with where he sowed his oats, but I appreciate you restricting it to your spouses.”

“Me too,” Cottontail says with a small frown that shows she hasn’t gotten over her father’s attempted assault.

I decide to redirect the conversation. “Great! What species of monster baby would you two like? I know you don’t know her well yet, but Gabby can give you Goblins, I can do Kobolds right now,” I glance down at my reptilian rods, “Or you might prefer Fuzzies from Cottontail.”

“C-Cottontail’s b-babies?” Megan seems flustered.

“Gale doesn’t get it. Alex said you get stronger when you make babies, but how does that work if Gabby or Cottontail is the papa?”

“Oh, sorry, forgot to explain that part. I have an Ovipositor; it acts like a penis, but it can implant women with embryos from my womb. Gabby or Cottontail would get me pregnant, and I’d pass the baby along to either of you two. You’d be acting as surrogates. Genetically speaking, the baby would only be yours if I’m the papa. Is that an issue?”

“N-no! No, of course not!” Megan doth protests too much. “Being a surrogate doesn’t matter. If they grow in your womb, nurse at your breast, and live in your home, your child is your child. And, if it’s Cottontail’s... that’s fine! It’s definitely fine.”

I raise an eyebrow, but the mouse decides to shut up before incriminating herself further.

Gale has that intense look she gets when her bird brain is dealing with high-level concepts far beyond its normal workload. I can practically see the steam rising from her ears. “So, if I get preggers from Alex, it’s my and Alex’s baby. But, if I get preggers with Cottontail and Alex’s baby, then that baby will be siblings with Megan’s baby!” Gale turns to her wife and snatches the mouse girl into a hug, “Our babies can be brothers and sisters! Hurray!!”

Wow, I guess that’s true. I’m shocked I didn’t think of that, but she did! Gale and Megan’s children are going to have four moms... that’s got to be some kind of record, right?

“Y-you want to have my children, Miss Gale? Even though, I’m just a little bunny?”

The Harpy girl sets Megan down and crouches in front of Cottontail to put them at eye level. She leans forward to plant a sweet kiss on the bunny girl’s lips. Their lips linger together for a long moment before she pulls away. All the while, Megan watches her wife and sister making out with a lewd, horny expression. “I saw you come to rescue my wife when Momma was being a bully. You’re brave, and you tried to save Megan! Gale wants your babies!”

Cottontail flushes bright red.

I laugh, playfully nudging the bunny girl with my hip. “You heard her; let’s give the ladies what they want. Flou, I’m wanting a ‘tiered cake’ setup, please.” That’s butt on butt on butt, for laymen.

Blowback cum spurts from their filled holes to cover my loins and drip onto Cottontail as she creams me again while my orgasming pussy milks her member to a second climax. My brand appears on both girls atop me, as well as on Cottontail beneath.

After we lay there for a few contended minutes listening to the soothing sounds of orgiastic sex, Flou’s Fuzzy tendrils begin sucking up my spilled load. They ungulate with shock as the Slime says, “Alex, since when do you taste this good!?!”

“Taste?” Gale perks up like an early bird spotting the worm.

Megan sniffs the air, and the pupils of her emerald-green eyes dilate, “This scent...”

“I smell it too,” Cottontail whispers in a husky voice.

Then it devolves into a competition to see who can collect the most of my seed before the others can slurp up the last drop. Gale flaps to lift herself off my rod, quickly replacing her cunt with her mouth. Megan scrambles to do the same as Cottontail slips out from under me. Flou’s pseudopods attack the bunny girl’s clitty and Megan’s cunny to great effect.

“Sss-stop!” the mouse girl says, going weak in the knees.

Cottontail powers through pleasure to reach my second cock first, latching onto the tip as aftershock pulses shoot diminishing squirts of my load into her mouth.

Megan hits a dilemma, looking from Gale’s creamed hole to my stuffed muffin. “Alex’s cream...?” She plunges her face between the bird girl’s buttocks to slurp at the drooling flower hidden there. Then she wrenches herself away before diving between my legs. “Cottontail’s cream...?” I feel her tiny mousy lips and tongue teasing and licking at my vulva to lap at her sibling’s leavings.

“Alex’s... Cottontail’s...?” Megan works overtime switching back and forth between two pussies to catch every droplet leaking from either love tunnel.

I grin happily, reclining on Flou’s Fuzzy Slime doughnut like I’m relaxing at the pool while Harpy, bunny, and mouse eagerly service me in hopes of catching more of my delectable flavor. All the while, my Slime familiar lovingly pleasures them while cleaning the sweat and fluids from their bodies.

Cottontail is the first to rise, and I notice something odd. Sweat is beading on her forehead. “So... hot... my body feels...” The bunny girl doubles over, collapsing on the floor.

That changes the mood.

Megan and Gale are at her side in a moment. Flou and I are only a second behind. The Harpy girl fans the sweat from her brow with a gentle breeze from her beating wings.

Megan cradles her sibling’s head using her lap as a pillow. Flou holds her cousin’s fallen form tenderly. I kneel beside them, watching, unable to do anything while Cottontail’s body shudders as if with a sudden fever. Then I notice the brand on the bunny’s belly pulse and glow in time with Cottontail’s seizures.

The change begins a moment later.

Cottontail’s legs lengthen and the lines of her face soften. Her thighs swell to a feminine ideal, thickening with supple muscle. Most shocking of all, her breasts inflate as if going through puberty in seconds, budding, elevating the area, widening the areola, and enlarging. She goes from zero to A-cup and beyond. Her stiffy clitty stays erect the whole time. My calibrated gaze notes her length has increased by half an inch. Her little coin pouch remains the same, or perhaps ever so slightly larger.

The shivering stops along with the changes, and she rises to her knees while bracing herself with one hand on the ground.

“S-Summon Outfit,” Cottontail says, following some evolutionary instinct.

What appears on her body nearly sends me into a coma with sheer erotic energy. She’s wearing a strapless black corset teddy, a black bowtie, a white collar, white cuffs, and black sheer pantyhose stretches from her waist to the cutoff at her bunny feet fur line. Her curves are accentuated, the bottoms showing plenty of her bounteous bum, and her package showing as a cute bulge in the skintight garments. She’s grown three inches taller, all in the legs. Solid B-cups adorn her chest. B for bunny! B for beautiful!

And... I don’t recognize this evolution from the Book of Monsters.