Hunter's Rise Ch. 23 - Pupil 23

No characters (both humans and non-humans) are below the age of consent.

Also, this is one of the more story-focused chapters.

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Zara was sure that something was wrong since she was in the park at the usual time, yet she was still alone. The partner for this week should be around somewhere unless today's course was canceled, she thought.

She checked her messages on her phone to be sure she didn't miss any memo about the course being canceled for that day when a loud, ear-piercing shriek slashed through the air which was later followed by more.

Three naked women were running toward her and yelling like animals. All three of them looked identical. Their hair was purple colored, styled into a punkish spikey shape. Their hazel eyes looked a little bit glossy as if they were drunk or something. As they got closer, Zara noticed that even their pubes were purple and shaved into a butterfly shape. Their boobs were bouncy C-cups with a little slope to them.

Zara acted on instinct and kicked the closer one, who ran at her like an animal, into the face. The other two, ignoring their fallen friend, jumped at her from the sides, trying to grab her but Zara swiftly turned her hands into wolf-heads and grabbed the wrists of the hostile twins, squeezing with inhuman strength.

"Now calm down and tell me..." Zara couldn't finish the sentence as she noticed that the arms of the two girls she was holding fell off.

"What the...?" she gasped. Someone had to react because the girls themselves were unresponsive as if they were brain dead.

As Zara examined the stumps she noticed something. There was no sign of blood or bones or anything. They ended in a pink nub as if there were no arms there at all, or as if the girls were made of something else other than human body parts.

"Not bad," she heard someone clapping behind her.

It was a girl. She looked mostly similar to the naked triplets, but she wore clothes.

"Who the hell are you? Do you know these freaks?" Zara glared at her.

"Hey hey. Hold your horses," the girl replied with a smile, "These are the duplicates I made with my Legion Lutin powers. It was just a little test to see how strong you are."

"These are... your clones?"

"Yeah, but they are not as durable as a real human. As you can see, they don't even have normal human anatomy beneath their skin. They are just mindless soulless puppets that can age to death quicker than a mayfly," the girl pointed at the one that Zara kicked in the face. It was already dead and its body began to decompose into dust. It was like watching a video on fast forward.

"Interesting power, not gonna lie," Zara examined the pile of dust.

"Jacintha Dove," the girl introduced herself with a grin that showed her sharp canines.

She looked pretty unique, to say the least, because Jacintha's body was a canvas of body modifications. Aside from the spiky purple hair and the sharpened teeth that gave her a vampiric look, she had a bunch of other things. She had snake bite piercings on her lips, and a surgically split tongue, and she had both eyeballs tattooed into the same purple as her hair. Because of the short leather pants, Zara could see that she had corset piercings on the behind of both of her calves and a bigger one on her back that started right below her neck and peeked out from below her shirt. The three sets of corset piercings were decorated with black ribbons, matching the rest of her clothes. She also had one subdermal implant on the back of each hand in the shape of a skull. Above these, she had full-sleeve tattoos depicting black roses across her arms. In a nutshell: she didn't look like the type of girl a mother would want her son to bring home.

"Zara Cromwell," she shook her hand, "I see you got a nice collection. I bet they were painful."

"Of course they were. That's what makes them special," Jacintha stuck out her split tongue.

"By the way. Can you make these disappear?" Zara pointed at the remaining clones, "They freak me out."

"They can decompose naturally so we just only have to wait. Although I can do this as well," Jacintha shrugged and placed one hand on the shoulder of the closest copy. Its body began rippling as if it turned into liquid and then the whole body was sucked into Jacintha's hand.

"What are you doing, pupils?" Aritimi appeared behind them, "You keep attacking people with your clones, Jacintha?"

"It's just training for my powers. Plus my clones, by themselves, are not dangerous enough to seriously hurt someone," she shrugged.

"Just be careful when you use your powers. Hester had a seizure last week and lost control over her power for a moment," Aritimi scolded her pupil.

"Seizure?" Zara raised an eyebrow then she remembered what Aritimi said about staying silent about the real nature of the incident to avoid panic, "Ah, yeah, I remember now."

"Enough, talk," Aritimi opened a portal for them, "We going to visit the Crisis Response Team today."

"Hmm, if I remember well, they are some kind of military force of the HSA, right?" Zara asked.

"Yes, a unit like this is a rapid-response team that deals with large-scale monster attacks on human settlements. Most big cities have their own teams," Aritimi explained as she entered the portal.

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The place they arrived at looked like a classic American ranch from a Western movie. The only thing that ruined the picture was the high voltage, monsterproof, electric fence around the property.

"Oh, this place looks more like what I imagined for the Agriculture Protection Unit," Jacintha remarked.

"Yep, they really like this style. They always said they were born into the wrong century," Aritimi chuckled.

Suddenly, a weird mechanic sound pierced the air as if heavy machines were turned on and began to move at full speed.

It didn't take long to meet the sources of the sounds as the mechanic horses galloped out from a stable. Each one had a woman riding on them.

They came at high speed at the trio but stopped with deadly precision right beside Aritimi, then the duo jumped off of their mechanic steeds.

"Timi!" the women said in unison. It was quite obvious that they were identical twins.

"Long time no see, girls," Aritimi gave them a tight hug, "I could only meet your daughters yesterday when I brought my other pupils. Not like I have issues with them, it's just hard to recognize who is who."

Then she turned back to the girls.

"Pupils, they are together the bosses of the Crisis Response Team, Dallas and Dakota Winchester," Aritimi introduced the twins.

Dallas and Dakota looked incredible even for someone in their mid-fifties. They didn't look as young as Aritimi but one could only assume they were in their forties at worst. Beneath their cowboy hats, their golden blonde hair was styled into braided pigtails. They had tanned skin as if they spent their entire life under the sun. Their features were rugged but beautiful, with strong jawlines and high cheekbones. At first sight, with their cowgirl aesthetics, which was combined with their blonde hair and blue eyes, they looked like cowgirl-styled Barbie dolls rather than a monster hunter duo. But as they stood there, it was hard to ignore the strong aura and powerful presence they had in person.

"Nice horses," Jacintha patted the side of a metal steed, "But a car or a bike wouldn't be quicker than a robot horse?"

"These are experimental. The research team tries to replicate the powers of monsters mechanically, and they gave us these mechanic Dire Horses to see how good they are," Dallas said.

"Also, it fits our style better," Dakota added.

"And they're working?" Zara joined.

"Yes," the twins nodded in unison.

"Not as good as a real Dire Horse, because those are bigger and stronger," Dallas started.

"But still better than an average horse," Dakota finished.

"And what is your augmentation?" Jacintha asked eagerly, "Mine is this," she raised her hands into the air and a bubble of flesh grew urgently in both palms which then separated themselves from her body and grew into full-sized replicas within the blink of an eye.

The clones tried to attack one of the sisters, but the sounds of two gunshots shook the air. Then the clones stumbled backward with a bullet hole in their torso and fell to the ground.

"Ours is this," they said in unison with a smile.

"With our Warfare Warthog powers..." Dallas started.

"We can produce these," Dakota finished and then they both raised their arms. The bones and muscles of their hands reshaped into the barrel and cylinder of a classic six-shooter revolver.

"Cool," Jacintha exclaimed in awe, ignoring her decomposing duplicates on the ground, "What are you shooting from those?"

"We can shoot bone fragments that can regenerate over time," Dallas answered.

"But we can shoot other things as well. If we eat small pieces of metal, we can turn them into metal bullets in our bodies," Dakota continued.

"We can also shoot compressed air out of these if we don't want to cause too much damage to our targets," Dallas added.

"That's not all," Aritimi revealed, "Their daughters got the same augmentation from the same monster. They technically have an entire army of augmented hunters."

"By the way, let's show them our girls, sister," Dakota offered.

"Oh, I bet they gonna be surprised," Dallas giggled, "Follow us, girls."

"Hey, Zara," Aritimi elbowed her side as they followed the twins, "Do you remember what Hester said about a lot of children, last week?"

"Oh, yeah," she nodded, "So they have more than five? I mean together or individually?"

"Both," Aritimi snickered as they entered a building that looked like a typical saloon from the outside and on the inside as well.

Zara almost gasped as she saw the people inside. They were all women, and unmistakenly the daughters of Dallas and Dakota. There were dozens of them, all dressed in the same cowgirl outfit with the wide-brimmed hats hiding their faces.

"Hey, girls. Greet Timi and her pupils," Dallas said to the crowd of cowgirls.

The saloon echoed with the sound of dozens of booted feet tapping on the wooden floor as the daughters lined up to greet their mothers' guests. Although it wasn't the same shade as their mothers' but they all had blonde hair braided into pigtails, and the same piercing blue eyes as their mothers.

"Girls, this is the Winchester Herd," Dakota introduced their daughters.

"Damn. You are a freakin' breeding machine duo," Jacintha said jokingly as they walked into the saloon, her eyes wide with amazement, "How many daughters do you guys have? Are these all yours? There's no way you all did give birth to these."

"Together, there are fifty of them," Dallas announced proudly.

"We gave them birth in groups. Twin births or more are a common thing in our family," Dakota continued.

"Okay, not that common. Looks like our augmentation triggered it in our genes and because of that, we never gave birth to only one child at a time," Dallas added.

"I think you should introduce them to Zara and Jacintha," Aritimi advised.

"Sure," the sisters nodded.

"Firstly, these triplets are my firstborns," Dallas introduced them, "They are Alabama, Alaska, and Arizona."

The eldest sisters looked like slightly younger versions of their mother. Except for their hair which was platinum blonde, almost white.

"And these quadruplets are my firstborns," Dakota continued, "They are Arkansas, California, Colorado, and Connecticut."

Similarly to the others, their only notable difference was their shade of hair color, which was light golden blonde.

"My second batch are the quintuplets, Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, and Idaho," Dallas pointed at the next five girls.

Their hair was honey blonde, but aside from that, they looked like their mother.

"My second batch is a set of sextuplets, Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, and Louisiana," Dakota introduced them.

Their hair was a warm caramel blonde shade.

"My third batch is these septuplets, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, Michigan, Minnesota, Mississippi, and Missouri," Dallas continued.

Their hair was dark honey blonde.

"My third batch is the octuplets, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, and North Carolina," Dakota continued the line.

These girls had bronze blonde hair.

"My fourth and final batch is also a set of octuplets, North Dakota, Ohio, Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, and South Dakota," Dallas finished.

Her last girls had light brownish blonde hair.

"My last litter of lovely ladies is none other than a set of nonuplets, Tennessee, Texas, Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West Virginia, Wisconsin, and Wyoming," Dakota finished the long line of girls.

These had a deep golden blonde hair color that was bordering on brown.

Jacintha was in disbelief, "You're not serious. That's fifty kids! How do you even keep track of their names?"

"We named them after the fifty states of the USA, in alphabetical order," Dallas said proudly.

"Um... so when you first gave birth to your triplets, you two already planned to have a kid named after each state?" Zara asked.

"No, I just wanted some good-sounding, patriotic names for my babies and the first three states from the alphabetic list of states sounded cool. Dakota continued it with her babies and so on," Dallas explained.

"And what if you'd end up with more than fifty? What would have been their names then?" Jacintha asked curiously.

"Well, we had some contingency plans. We could have moved on to the capital cities, I guess," Dakota said with a wink.

"I doubt the HSA would mind if you guys keep breeding. The Winchester family is almost legendary at this point," Aritimi acknowledged.

"And what are we gonna do here? Is there any crisis you have to take a look at or something?" Zara asked, looking at the army of cowgirls. Seemingly, they could take on any danger.

"We rarely get called to super big cases in the city, but we still have things to do outside of Crowsend," Dallas replied, "Hester often calls us when a big horde of monsters is close to the Amish community. Bo also calls us sometimes to assist with big monsters, and we also often go to check on camping sites around the area."

"Mothers, we got a call," Oregon announced as she was looking at a laptop's screen on a table, "Tourists reported a herd of Hucows marching by the river, toward the lake and the city."

"Oh, Hucows, that's great!" Aritimi exclaimed, "The research team has been nagging us for a while to collect more for the Milk Mansion."

"For what? And why they are so important?" Jacintha asked.

"The Milk Mansion. It's a wing in the Crypt, the monster prison, where we keep the captured Hucows," she explained, "They are useful because their milk is good for humans, especially augmented ones. It helps heal quicker if you drink from it, and it can also help hunters rehabilitate after their augmentation surgery. Also, the research team tries to make some kind of healing potion, but they need a lot more for the tests."

A sudden pair of whistles pierced the air as Dallas and Dakota whistled in unison.

"Get ready, girls. We will have to capture a whole herd," Dallas announced, and the room buzzed with excitement. The daughters looked eager to jump into action, their hands morphing into various types of guns.

"No need to hurry. According to the latest reports, they stopped to rest between the river and a camping site," Oregon added.

"Good, we will have time to call for the portable containment units then," Dakota replied.

"I'm already doing the call," Colorado said.

"I'm already ready," Aritimi announced as she stepped out from her jumpsuit and stood butt-naked in front of the crowd of cowgirls, "Pupils, get into your hunting gears as well."

Zara nodded and she was about to undress but Dallas stopped her.

"We have a changing room," she pointed at a door, "You can leave your stuff there."

Zara and Jacintha entered the changing room. Zara didn't hesitate to get rid of her clothes, she knew Aritimi's perverted way of hunting and training naked. She was surprised that Jacintha didn't try to oppose, though.

As she placed her clothes into a locker, she examined herself in the mirror at the locker's door. She visibly gained some weight since the beginning of the course, which was months ago. Her breasts and ass became bigger and rounder, giving her a more feminine look she never had before.

Zara then turned around and saw the naked Jacintha. She was an unusual sight to see both naked and clothed. She had a nice shapely ass, Zara could see the whole corset piercing now which started slightly above Jacintha's butt cheeks and ended just below her neck. The black rose tattoos on her arms looked eerily beautiful. Also, Zara could see that similar to her clones, Jacintha had purple pubes in the shape of a small butterfly. The only completely new thing about her was the scarification on the girl's breasts.

Jacintha had small butterfly scars all over her breasts and even one on her left areola. The intricate design looked both painful and mesmerizing, standing out against her alabaster skin.

"No offense, I mean... your body your choice. But why did you choose to permanently mark your body with things like these?" Zara asked, trying to be polite.

"I like to express myself, you know?" Jacintha shrugged, twirling her hair around her finger, "Plus, the pain helps me focus. It's like a reminder that I'm still alive, still kicking ass."

"Okay... I guess. By the way, I'm surprised that you were okay to get naked for the hunt. Others usually try to argue with her."

"Thanks to my clones that I can only create as naked replicas of myself, people already see me naked often in one way or another," she shrugged again.

"Sorry, Timi, but we're not going to go out with you and your pupils naked," they heard Dallas' voice from behind the closed door.

"Yeah, your perversion here is as welcome as a rattlesnake at a square dance," Dakota added, which made some of the girls chuckle heartily.

"Fine," they heard Aritimi sigh loudly.

"Oh my God! It's happening. She can't get what she wants," Zara smirked.

"I didn't want to use my strongest weapon right now but you forced my hands," Aritimi continued, "If you're gonna hunt with me naked today, I will give you an N-word pass for the rest of the year."

"Okay, that's pathetic, there's no way they would..." Zara couldn't finish the sentence because her voice was muffled by the sound of 52 women's boots and belts dropping to the floor with a heavy thud almost at the same time.

The duo left the changing room, only to see the naked Aritimi standing in the middle with a smug smile on her face, surrounded by the almost completely naked Winchester family. Everyone was naked aside from their cowboy hats.

Dallas, Dakota, and all of their daughters were perfectly tanned everywhere and fit with visible abdominal muscles. Their breasts were big, easily D-cups at least, and bounced slightly as they moved.

Funnily, there was one thing that set the twins apart as they stood there in the nude. They both had C-section scars but below that, their pubic hair was shaved into the shape of one half of a heart each. Dallas had the right side of the heart above her pussy, it had a zigzag line on it, like one-half of a broken heart. Dakota had the left half of the heart above her pussy with the matching zigzag pattern.

On the other hand, the 50 girls also had their pubes shaved into various shapes, but their's looked different and had hardly recognizable forms. Then Zara realized what they were supposed to mean. Their pubes were shaved into the shape of the states they were named after.

Also, for some extra patriotism, all 52 of them had the American flag tattooed on their right butt cheeks. They also had a tattoo on their breasts depicting the state flower of the state they were named after. They were placed on their left breasts, close to the heart. Their mothers also had a tattoo on their breasts but instead of flowers, they had a bald eagle.

Zara couldn't help but snicker at the sight, while Jacintha looked like she was in awe of the sheer quantity of naked flesh.

"Okay, Timi, we got naked but the hats will stay," Dallas said.

"Fine, it can stay," Aritimi nodded.

"Hey, this thing about the N-word pass... can we get one as well?" Zara asked.

"Why would you need one? Do you plan to call someone the N-word?" Aritimi raised an eyebrow at Zara, her expression playful yet slightly stern.

"Maybe," Zara smirked.

"Ha ha! I'll definitely use it if you give me one," Jacintha sniggered.

"Can we go now?" Dallas asked as she and the girls placed their dropped clothes on chairs and tables to be safe, "We should get there before the Hucows start to move again."

"Yep," she nodded, "Gather here girls, I'll open a portal to the camping site."

"No need for that," Dakota responded, "We will ride there on our mechanic horses. You and your pupils can ride with us on our steel steeds."

"Are you sure? My way is quicker."

"Your pupils should see the authentic way we do our job when no top tiers are around here. You know, like a normal day here," Dallas replied.

"Fine, let's see those machines then," Aritimi shrugged.

The naked cowgirls lined up 52 mechanic horses, one for each, and for their mothers. Of course, all of them had the American flag painted on their side.

"You will ride with me, Timi," Dakota instructed from the saddle. Her horse was a sleek, black mechanical beast, purring with power. Aritimi nodded, and with surprising grace for someone her age, she swung herself onto the back of the horse behind her old friend, her breasts bouncing slightly. She then pulled herself closer to Dakota from behind, wrapping her arms around the woman's waist. Her voluminous breasts pressed against the cowgirl's back and her fingers began to venture lower and started to play with Dakota's pubic hair, tracing the zigzag pattern of the side with her finger.

"Hop on girls," Dallas winked at Zara and Jacintha. They complied and in the next moment, Zara found herself being sandwiched between Jacintha and Dallas. The heat from their bodies was intense, and she could feel Jacintha's breasts pressing into her back.

The 52 machines roared and galloped in unison as they set off with their naked riders, the metallic hooves of the mechanized dire horses clanking rhythmically against the ground. 55 pairs of breasts bounced with each step, the jiggle of their bodies adding to the mesmerizing scene of the naked cowgirls riding into action.

The 52 machines roared and galloped in unison as they set off with their naked riders, the metallic hooves of the mechanized dire horses clanking rhythmically against the ground. 55 pairs of breasts bounced with each step, the jiggle of their bodies adding to the mesmerizing scene of the naked cowgirls riding into action.

Zara struggled to stay on the machine with Jacintha behind her. She had to lock her hands around Dallas' waist tightly, feeling the firmness of the woman's stomach muscles beneath her palms. The machine-monster horse's movements were more erratic than she expected, and she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. Suddenly, as the horse jumped over a trench, Zara's hands went higher and she was holding onto Dallas' huge, round breasts, which felt surprisingly natural and firm. She even gave them a little squish, which earned her a chuckle from Dallas.

"Are you having fun?" she laughed as Zara kept squeezing her breasts.

"Um... yeah," she replied awkwardly. Then she felt something. Something warm and wet from behind. Jacintha was wet.

A little bit later, Zara also began feeling it. The machine below her was vibrating heavily, but she didn't notice it in the beginning because of the stress. It was like sitting on a huge vibrator.

"Damn, without our clothes, it feels much more intense," Dallas panted. Zara glanced around and she could see some of the girls on the other horses also enjoying the ride too much.

Zara could feel an orgasm approaching slowly. With each movement of the mechanic monster on the bumpy road, Zara felt wetter but not as much as Jacintha. She then felt the girl behind her panting louder.

Jacintha was the first to climax, her body shivering against Zara's back as the sensations from the vibrating horse overwhelmed her. Zara could feel Jacintha's grip tightening around her waist as the spikes of pleasure shot through her.

"Oh my God!" Dallas moaned and she also started to convulse. Her orgasm washed over her.

Being squeezed between two orgasming women, Zara finally came as well. They almost fell off the horse as they were all climaxing. Luckily, Dallas had a strong grip.

They were riding for a few minutes and Zara could feel another orgasm building up in her but they reached their destination before she could cum again. The camping site looked like it was attacked by a tornado.

The girls got off their horses to examine the place.

One of the tents zipped open and a young brunette woman ran out to greet the naked army, she was wearing a big shirt that covered her like a dress.

"Finally, you are from the HSA?" the woman panted.

"Yes, what happened here?" Dallas stepped to her, "We got an alert about Hucows but those are not that destructive or violent."

"Oh, they are," the woman shook her head, "These weren't normal Hucows. These... had dicks."

"You mean futanaries?" Aritimi asked, "It's rare in the case of Hucows but the Alpha and others directly related to it can be futas."

"In this case, we got an entire herd of Alphas because these all had dicks. Big ones. They... they attacked me and my daughter and they... they... both of us..." the woman's voice trailed off as she struggled to find the words.

"Where is the herd now?" Dakota asked.

"Over the hill. I heard them still running, fucking and moaning," she replied, "We didn't dare the leave our tents until help comes. There's nowhere to hide from there outside and if they notice you they will... they will..."

"Alright, let's see those futa cows before they move somewhere else," Aritimi announced.

"Urszula said that she is on her way with a bunch of extra large containment units which should be enough to transport all of them," Dallas looked at her phone.

They carefully moved closer toward the hill to not make too much noise. Aritimi and the twins were in the front with the others behind them.

"Nice big herd," Dallas acknowledged as she examined the sleeping Hucows. They were indeed a peculiar sight, their massive, bulbous breasts resting on the ground while sleeping. They looked relatively human except for a few differences. They had horns, cow ears, and a tail, and depending on the subspecies, some of them had cow-like legs with hoofs and more bovine facial features, but the most shocking part, that they all had, was the large, erect phalluses poking out from between their legs.

"That's not natural," Aritimi shook her head, "Futanari Hucows are usually larger a little bit, than these because of the testosterone. These look like they were born as normal ones."

"You can examine their biology later once they are in the Crypt," Dakota suggested, her voice low and determined, "First, let's get them contained."

"Okay, what's your plan? I can teleport you guys anywhere if needed."

"Thanks for the offer, Timi. But we will try to do it without you, just us, our girls, and your pupils," Dallas replied, "We have to show them that they can't rely on the others all the time."

"Okay, no problems. But I will intervene if things really go south," Aritimi nodded.

"Alright then," the sisters shook her hands.

"Look girls," Dallas started, "We're already in a good position because the Hucows got the river next to 'em. They can swim but usually stay away from the deep water because of the possible monsters. We only have to surround them from the other directions."

"They are hard to kill but easy to injure and incapacitate," Dakota continued, "Once we surround them, they will start to escape. Go for the biggest and loudest ones and render them unconscious. This makes the smaller, weaker ones surrender. Hucows are not fighters and are only brave in big groups. As I see, we have about 200 to 250 of them. If each one of us knocks out at least one or two, it could be enough intimidating for them to stop."

"You two should stay close to us," the twins talked to Zara and Jacintha and they slowly approached the snoring futanari Hucows. It seemed to be an easy job... it wasn't.

One of the Hucows awoke. After all, regardless of how stealthy they are, 54 humans can hardly be too stealthy. The Hucow girl's eyes went wide and she let out a loud moo that echoed across the field.

All of them were on their feet within the next few seconds. It looked comical.

They looked at the approaching hunters, their cocks erect and throbbing, ready for action.

"Well, shit," Dallas whispered under her breath.

In the next moment, all of the futanari monsters moved as if they were one person. The Winchester girls fought with all they had. They turned their arms into various firearms and shot at the approaching horde, but regardless of what damage they caused, the monsters kept running, and none of them stopped.

The triplets were caught first, but the others were overpowered as well. The monsters didn't hold back, they slammed their cocks into the girls and started to fuck them, and the poor girls' screams filled the air. The Winchesters fought back with all their might but the monsters were too many.

Zara was almost caught by the herd when her augmentation kicked in and she turned into her Bug Queen form, instinctively. Barely, but she had time to grab Jacintha as she kicked herself away from the ground.

"What the...? You can turn into a monster?" Jacintha freaked out.

"We can talk about my powers later, we have a bigger problem than that," Zara looked down at the field. The Winchester girls were violently claimed by the futanari Hucows. The monsters didn't even bother to be gentle, they were just fucking them like rag dolls.

Aritimi wasn't bothered by the sight though.

"I guess it's time to help, Aritimi!" Zara shouted at her.

"Nah," she shrugged, "You can solve this without me, just use your instincts," she winked.

"What? How could we do this alone?" Jacintha asked, almost panicking.

"Okay, I got an idea. Use your clones to distract the monsters so the Winchester girls can escape," came Zara's idea.

"I can only create a handful of them at a time," Jacintha answered as they descended toward two Hucows who were violating New York. Jacintha produced seven clones that landed beside the Hucows. They tried to attack the monsters but to no avail. But at least the futanari monsters let New York go, only to be caught by another Hucow.

"There's too many of them. You need to create more," Zara shouted.

"I can't! This seven was already more than what I can do most of the time," Jacintha panted, "It's a miracle that I could produce seven at the same time."

Zara began thinking and she remembered that Jacintha climaxed during the ride just like her and maybe that was the reason she could transform this quickly, because she got some stimulation not long ago, and maybe that's why Jacintha could create more clones.

"Jacintha... I think I got an idea," Zara started, "I need to stimulate you just like the horse ride stimulated you and allowed you to create more clones."

"O.. okay," she nodded reluctantly, "How do you plan to stimulate me?"

As the sentence was finished, Zara's scorpion tale-like appendage slithered out of her pussy, like a cock.

"I'm going to be gentle," Zara smirked.

Jacintha paused for a moment to think, but as she noticed the more and more violent behavior of the Hucows, she had to act quickly. One of them was about to rip off Dakota's breasts with her teeth.

"Okay, but you will have to buy me something after that, I'm not a cheap slut," Jacintha quipped.

Zara pulled her closer and now they were facing each other, then she positioned her stinger near Jacintha's pussy.

"I hope you are still wet," Zara grinned as her stinger slid into Jacintha's entrance.

Jacintha's eyes rolled in pleasure as she moaned loudly, "Oh fuck yes!"

Zara pumped her stinger in and out of Jacintha vigorously, her tail moving like a well-oiled machine. Jacintha's breathing grew heavier and faster. She could feel the pressure and pleasure building inside her. The sensation grew more intense with each of Zara's thrusts.

"Now make clones and don't stop until I tell you," Zara commanded.

Jacintha obeyed and she began producing clones once again. First, she could only make one or two at a time but as the mid-air coitus continued, she could send out five of them simultaneously.

"Oh, yes!" Jacintha gasped as her body began to produce clones in rapid succession. Each one looked exactly like her, but with a slightly dazed expression on their faces, as if they were just pulled from a deep sleep. They jumped at the Hucows to gain their attention. It took them a few minutes but the first girls managed to escape from the crowd of gangrape.

"Aaaaaahh!!!" Jacintha screamed as she climaxed and pumped out dozens of clones within a few seconds.

They needed some time because the clones got destroyed quickly, but they managed to help all 52 of the Winchester girls escape. The field was filled with Hucows, fucking the destroyed and partially destroyed clones of Jacintha.

Then the Winchester girls opened fire. The Hucows, who were tired at this point, couldn't fight back and those who tried to run away were held back by the Jacintha clones.

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Urszula and the backup arrived to transport the Hucows.

"That's weird," Aritimi examined a group of Hucows in one of the containment units, "They all seemed to be futas, but some of them clearly have no dick."

Zara took a glance as well. The bushy pubic hair of the Hucows indeed contained no phallus. Then she saw one of the futa Hucows whose dick began shrinking.

"They're turning back to normal Hucows," Aritimi acknowledged, "So they originally weren't futas."

"Hey, Timi," they heard Dallas and Dakota approaching with the woman they had seen earlier in the camp.

"What's wrong?"

"Show it to her," Dallas spoke to the woman who then removed her oversized shirt to reveal her naked body. There were a lot of bruises, bitemarks, and even some cuts, but what was most disturbing was that she had a penis attached to her. It was huge, long, and flaccid with a pair of heavy testicles dangling beneath it.

"I have no idea what happened. A few minutes ago my daughter said she grew a dick and then I noticed that I got one as well," the woman said, almost crying, "It's because of the...?"

"No, the girls would have also would grow a dick if touching the Hucows can turn you into a futa," Aritimi shook her head and then grabbed the woman's huge dick. She pulled back the foreskin and began rubbing the glans.

"Oh!" the woman yelped as her cock grew hard.

"Did you or your daughter eat or drink something that you found here? Something that the local creatures, like the Hucows, could find as well?" Aritimi asked, examining the phallus.

"No... wait, yes," she nodded, "I used water from here to make lunch for us and we both ate from it a few hours ago."

"Water? From the river?"

"No, I knew some monsters could hide in the river any time, so I used water from a pond nearby. You can find it by following the footprints of the Hucows because they came from that direction."

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Later that day.

Serena was checking the results on her computer when Aritimi showed up behind her.

"Damn it, Timi! I almost fell out of my chair," she gruffed.

"Sorry, but I want to know what you found."

"Well, you were right, the pond is contaminated with the chemical you suspected."

"Huh! Another special chemical that could be hard to find outside of the Crypt."

"Yes, and we also found some Berserk Bull testosterone in the water samples," Serena continued, "That explains why the Hucows were so horny and wild."

"The same Berserk Bull testosterone we found in the dart last week?"

"We cannot be sure but it's possible. Let me guess, I should only talk about this to you and the Council? Just like last week?" Serena asked.

"Yes. Somebody either got good connections and managed to find rare monsters to gather these chemicals, or somebody has super good connections and got a friend among the HSA, at a high place," Aritimi nodded.