Hunter's Rise Ch. 29 - Pupil 29

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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For a moment, Zara thought she would have to do this week's course with someone much older. As she got closer, she realized that the girl was somewhere at her age, just looked older because of her clothes.

She had glasses, high heels, black stockings, a very tight light-grey skirt, a white button up shirt with a tie, and above that she wore a dark grey blazer. Her dark brown, almost black, hair was tied in a neat bun at the back of her head.

Like a very young version of Gretchen, Zara thought.

"Good morning," Zara greeted the girl, "You must be my next partner."

"Pardon me, but might I inquire as to the nature of your request?" the girl spoke like a linguistic teacher.

"The course. You know, with Aritimi," Zara replied awkwardly, she barely understood what the girl just said previously.

"Ah! Indeed, I am one of Aritimi's protégés. My sincerest apologies for failing to recognize you as a fellow pupil. I was momentarily ensnared in my own contemplations."

"Oh, no problem... I guess," Zara nodded.

Her favorite dinosaur must be thesaurus, Zara thought and had to force herself not to laugh at her own joke.

"I'm Zara Cromwell," she stuck her hand out.

"I am Minerva von Wittenbacherschmidtgruberwaldkirchenadlerkreuzerhofenstein. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Zara Cromwell," Minerva introduced herself.

Zara couldn't decide what was more incredible, that fact that she managed to say this all with one breath or that she remembered this whole tongue twister horror name.

"Nice to meet you, but I'll only call you Minerva if this is not a problem. I don't want to be rude, I just know I'd butcher your name," Zara chuckled awkwardly.

"Perish the thought, Miss Cromwell. I am well aware that my family's illustrious name presents a considerable challenge to recollection," Minerva shrugged.

"By the way, you said you have some problem... if I got it right. What is it?"

"Indeed, I find myself beset by a predicament. My paramour's family harbors a distinct aversion toward me, and alas, we are to pay a visit to their place of employment today," Minerva replied.

"Sorry about that."

"Indeed, it's sad when the family is the way of love," Aritimi showed up behind them. It didn't even surprise Zara at this point, "By the way, good morning, pupils."

"Morning," Zara said, turning to face Aritimi.

"A most splendid morning to you, Miss Aritimi. As ever, it is a delight to make your acquaintance," Minerva said, which made Zara feel dumb.

"I know you probably already know where we gonna go today because of your boyfriend, so I can already tell," Aritimi looked at Minerva, "We are going to visit the Para-Zoological Unit."

"Sounds familiar. They are the veterinarians for monsters, right?" Zara asked.

"Indeed, they specialize in the management of creatures that, while undeniably peculiar, fall within the realm of mere zoological anomalies rather than true monstrosities," Minerva answered.

"I'll translate it: yes, they handle those monsters that are technically just weird animals," Aritimi added with a chuckle.

They followed Aritimi through the portal and they found themselves at a farm. It wasn't like the Winchester family's ranch at Crisis Response Unit's HQ. This was bigger and louder. The sounds of wild beasts could be heard everywhere.

"Oh dear... mud as far as the eye can see. I daresay my decision to procure a new pair of high heels was a most egregious miscalculation."

It didn't take them long to meet Aritimi's friend. She was feeding a flock of chicken monsters. They were likely monsters because some of them breathed fire to chase others away from the food.

"Hey now! Let yer kinfolk git some grub too! Keep on bein' greedy, an' I'll be tossin' ya straight in the stew pot come tomorrow!" she talked to the monster chicken jokingly.

"Pupils, she is Tomato McDoodleferguson. The chief of the Para-Zoological Unit," Aritimi introduced her friend.

Tomato was true to her name. Her hair was as red as a ripe tomato. It reached her waist, and was knotted into one single braid.

The overalls she wore were a patchwork of mismatched fabrics, stitched together with a clear disregard for fashion. They hugged her form in all the right places, showcasing her massive, round buttocks. Her ass was so big and round it seemed to stretch the material to its limits. The faded makeshift clothes cupped her cheeks perfectly, leaving little to the imagination.

Then she turned around. Zara almost gasped. It looked like Tomato was suffering from one of the worst cases of Gigantomastia ever. Her breasts, that looked more like udders, were so large that they could have been mistaken for giant melons strapped to her chest. The fabric clung to her grotesquely voluptuous form, showcasing her deep cleavage that looked like it could swallow a man whole. Her belly bulged but it looked like she was pregnant rather than obese, which seemed quite odd for someone of her age. Her shoulders were broad, almost as broad as a man's, but her skin was as soft as velvet.

Zara was the first to introduce herself to her.

"Well, ain't it good to see ya, Zara! Mercy, ya got a grip like a dadgum bear trap. Reckon you're one mighty strong lil' gal!" she said, giving Zara's hand a firm shake.

Then came Minerva. Her delicate hand disappeared in Tomato's calloused palm. "The pleasure is entirely mine, Miss McDoodleferguson," she said, her voice as smooth as a jazz saxophone solo.

"Girl, yer hands are softer'n a newborn calf's belly! What kinda work y'all do in them fancy getups, anyhow?" Tomato said, eyeing Minerva's attire with a raised brow.

"My family is a highly esteemed institution within the realm of Para-Zoology, much like yourself. However, our focus is exclusively on the academic and scientific facets of the discipline rather than its practical applications. I elected to enroll in this course to garner firsthand experience, particularly in the pragmatic aspects of this vocation," Minerva replied with composed eloquence.

"Now, hold yer horses just a dang minute. That name rings a bell. Ain't you the prissy lil' thing my boy's been courtin' fer some months now?" Tomato shot her a sharp, suspicious glare.

"Ah... yes, that would indeed be me. We became acquainted at the Monster-Zoo located here in Crowsend. My family maintains proprietorship over the establishment, and he was present to provide our personnel with instruction on the proper management of supernatural fauna," Minerva explained, her voice steady despite the palpable tension.

"Let's see how you guys do your job here," Aritimi stepped in.

"A'right, Timi, let's show this high-falutin' book-learned gal how us real folks get the hard work done 'round here," Tomato nodded, "C'mon now, y'all, follow me."

They followed Tomato back to the building.

"Welp, now that ain't nobody watchin', I can finally take these ol' things off," she said, sending her boots flying with a relieved sigh. But she didn't stop at her boots. Her awe-inspiring assets bounced as she peeled off the overalls to reveal her bare skin underneath.

Her oversized breasts, easily Z-cups if that's the largest, bobbed with the grace of a waterbed as she moved. They were saggy and veiny, reaching down below her belly button, and she had no shame showing them off. Her pink areolae were the size of dinner plates at least with thick erect nipples. Rivaling Gaylor's sizes. Her stomach was tight, with a bulge that suggested she had a baby bump, she also had stretch marks, likely from past pregnancies.

What stood out the most, aside from her melon-sized meat sacks, was her pubic hair. Her pussy looked like it never seen a razor. It was covered in a thick, coarse, dark red bush that matched her hair. It started at her belly button as a happy trail and grew into a full on forest between her legs. It was so dense that it looked like you could lose a hand in it.

Zara wasn't sure about her breasts being bigger than Gaylor's but her bush was definitely larger.

"Damn, that's a not a bush that's a whole forest down there," Aritimi said, with a whistle and a smirk, breaking the awkward silence, "Although I find compeltely shaved pussies boring and devoid of personality, an uncontrolled bush is also uncreative. Maybe you should trim it into an interesting shape. Or knit a swaether from it," she chuckled as Tomato glared at her.

"Now, take them fancy clothes off, gals. Ain't no use for them 'round here. This here's what we work in," she said, pointing at herself with a proud grin.

"That's why I love this unit so much," Aritimi smiled and slipped out from her jumpsuit. Her breasts were also huge but not as massive as Tomato's but hers weren't saggy. Her pitch-black pubic hair was just a small patch of neatly trimmed crescent-moon above her pussy.

Zara followed suit and undressed quickly, placing her clothes next to the others. Her breasts weren't small either but noticeably smaller than Aritimi's and of course much smaller than Tomato's. Her pubic hair was a small dark brown bush. She trimmed it into a big triangle to at least give it a good shape.

"Is this truly requisite? I would prefer to continue my tasks in the attire I have already donned," Minerva replied, her tone a mix of polite protest and discomfort.

"Listen here, little lady. I'm the one runnin' this show, so you'll work the way I say. Ya got that?"

"Yes, my apologies for my protest," Minerva replied, her tone resigned but still composed.

Minerva began to undress. She started by carefully slipping off her shoes which was followed by her blazer, she then unzipped and unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Her white button up shirt was next and she slipped it off revealing a black, lacy bra.

Without the confines of her clothes, Minerva's body had good curves, not as curvy as Tomato of course. She was a slim girl with firm and round pair of C-cup breasts and a shapely ass with wide hips that seemed to be even wider thanks to her oddly thin wasp waist. Giving her a very nice hourglass figure.

She stopped as she reached her underwear. Both her bra and panties looked very fancy and expensive. Her panties were those big and semi-transparent French type with a bow on the side.

"You better take everything off," Aritimi said, "They're going to get dirty here to the point that it would be easier to replace them rather than cleaning."

"Very well, I shall comply," Minerva said.

She started by removing her glasses and replaced them with contact lenses. Then she took off her bra, revealing her firm breasts. Her nipples were the size of half dollars and a pale pink color. They were so large and puffy they looked like they could pop any moment.

Her panties were the next to come off, revealing her shaven pussy with a weirdly small patch of trimmed pubic hair above it in the shape of a heart. It was a stark contrast to Tomato's scarlet jungle.

Tomato couldn't resist and burst out laughing, "Lookit you! Got yo' lil' pussy all dressed up like it's goin' to the prom!"

Minerva blushed and stayed silent.

"So... we're going to take care of some monster animals here? Like a farm just with monsters?" Zara asked.

"Yup, that's 'bout right. Some critters ain't monsters in the mean way, just odd lil' beasties needin' proper care. My kin been wranglin' 'em fer generations now, 'cause turns out they's a whole lot hardier than regular ol' cows 'n pigs. Then the HSA up 'n decided we was the best folks fer the job, so now we wrangle beasties all over. Betcha seen some o' my gals runnin' 'round the city. Anytime folks nab a beast monster, they ring us up to haul it off 'fore it causes a ruckus," Tomato explained.

"Hmm, now that you say, when I worked in Zoe's unit, sometimes I've seen animal monsters being taken away by girls with red hair," Zara added.

"I think you should introduce the girls to your "little" team," Aritimi snickered.

"Huh?" Zara wondered what Aritimi found funny so much.

"Indeed, my esteemed partner has informed me that Miss McDoodleferguson hails from a rather... prodigious lineage. If his descriptions are to be believed, we are about to make the acquaintance of a veritable legion of kinfolk," Minerva replied.

"Carrot! Git on over here, boy!" Tomato hollered.

Zara almost chuckled as she heard that one of the Tomato's kids is named Carrot. Then she noticed that Minerva gasped as she heard that name.

The door slammed open a few moments later. A young boy, approximately the age of Zara and Minerva, entered the room in a hurry. The boy looked almost like a girl with his cute, freckled face and long hair that was braided in the same way as his mother's. Although his hair color wasn't tomato red but more of his namesake, a light orange color, like a freshly washed carrot.

"This here's my boy, Carrot. Though I reckon ya already know that, Mi-ner-va," Tomato said, eyeing her with a smirk.

Carrot was naked as well, and that was the only reason Zara could tell that he was a boy. His cock was thick and long, already erect. It was veiny, uncut and at least 20 cm long with a big girth. The head was huge, bulging and throbbing.

He looked like a ginger girl with a strap-on dildo which reminded Zara of Julian, Urszula's son. Although Julian's glans was way more disproportionate and his cock wasn't this long.

Carrot's eyes flared up as he noticed Minerva, his cock twitched as well. He looked like he was about to run to her for a hug but as he noticed his mother nearby, he toned himself down.

"Well, ain't this a fine sight! Mighty glad ya finally made it out here, Minerva," Carrot said with a grin after he introduced himself.

"Carrot! Quit yer lollygaggin' with the guests. Go fetch the rest of the kin and tell 'em to wait for us by the barn," Tomato ordered.

The boy nodded and left.

"Hey, Timi! Let's sit an' have us a cup o' joe while we wait. Wranglin' up a big ol' herd takes a minute, ya know," Tomato chuckled.

"Yep, it was a long time since I could drink some coffee in peace," she nodded as they went to another door which opened to a huge kitchen. Zara could see an army of mugs lined up on a shelf, each having a different name on it.

The pupils stayed behind. As the kitchen's door got closed, Zara began to speak.

"So, you and Carrot. I couldn't ignore how... you know different you are. How did you guys end up together?" Zara was curious. She wasn't the gossipy type, but this thing piqued her interest.

"As I previously stated, we enlisted his expertise at my family's Monster-Zoo. Once I observed his extensive knowledge of these remarkable creatures, I sought to engage him in deeper discussions, and thus, our conversations became more frequent, just the two of us. Despite the stark contrast between our upbringings, his lineage often labeled as 'rustic' or 'hill-folk' while mine is regarded as 'pretentious aristocracy,' we discovered an array of shared commonalities. Both of our families boast a long-standing history with monsters and the HSA. Both possess names of excessive length. And... well, both are somewhat notorious for their, shall we say, particular approach to maintaining the integrity of their lineage," Minerva stated delicately.

"It's a nice story, I guess," Zara said, "By the way. Did you two... you know. You tried his carrot?" she winked.

Minerva's cheeks reddened, "I... we have engaged in intimate activities, yes," she replied, her voice a tad shaky.

They've seen each other naked before, although they only had sex once, with condom and Carrot barely managed to enter her pussy before errupting. It was mostly because she helped him pull on the condom with her hands.

As they were waiting for the others, Zara and Minerva continued talking.

"You are so smart, and you got such a good way with words. I envy you," Zara said.

"It's due to my Cerebellum Cetus augmentation. It enhances my brain's capacity to store and process information, allowing it to expand as necessary," Minerva explained, and then, with a subtle motion, a pink, fleshy appendage slithered from her left ear. It slowly morphed into a fully formed brain in the palm of her hand.

"Is... is that your brain?" Zara gasped in awe.

"Partially. It's just an additional one I grew for demonstration purposes," Minerva clarified, casually holding the brain to her ear before it slithered back inside her head. "It's a rather unpleasant power, but Carrot finds it amusing."

Zara then explained her Flesh Fiend powers to Minerva who found it really interesting.

"Ma! We're all set!" Carrot's voice rang out from outside.

Tomato walked out from the kitchen, followed by Aritimi.

"Aight, let's git movin', girls. Lemme introduce y'all to my humble lil' clan," Tomato chortled.

As they stepped out, they were greeted by an army of redhead girls with long, braided hair. They were ranging from their early twenties to their early forties, all sharing Tomato's hair color and well-endowed upper body. All of them were naked, their pussies almost as hairy as their mother's.

"Whoa! Not even the Winchester Herd is that big," Zara exclaimed.

"These here's my pride 'n joy. My darlin' daughters," Tomato introduced the redhead army in front of her.

"How is this possible?" Zara asked.

"I will explain it to them," Aritimi offered. Zara didn't mind it because it was likely that Tomato's explanation would be hard to understand.

"Let's start by explaining Tomato's augmentation," Aritimi started, "She has the power of a Zenith Zygote. That's why she looks pregnant. Technically, she is permanently pregnant since she recieved her augmentation. Seemingly, she has a lot of children, but in reality, only eight of them are counted as humans, Carrot included. The others are clones."

The girls were separated into different groups. Aritimi led them to the closest one that had 13 members. Zara noticed that similarly to Jacintha's clones, most of the girls have a blank, empty expression with dead eyes.

"She is Pepper," Aritimi introduced her, "She, along with the rest of these girls are a set of tredecuplets, although there's only one person there who is a real human."

"And what do the others do?" Zara asked.

"They're me," the twelve girls behind Pepper said in unison. They sounded like Tomato.

"They are Tomato's meat puppets. Something like Jacintha's power, but with better quality clones. She can also control her kids for a very short amount of time, but her clones are those that she can use any time she wants," Aritimi explained.

Pepper and her "sisters" looked very similar to their mother, except that they didn't have bulging bellies. Their breasts seemed to be Z-cups, but a little bit smaller than Tomato's.

They moved onto a group of 27 girls.

"The second borns are these septenvigintuplets with Beet being the only real girl among them."

Pepper chuckled when Aritimi referred to her as a girl instead of woman. She was seemingly also somewhere in her early 40's, just like Pepper but her breasts were slightly smaller.

It looked like from youngest to oldest, their breast sizes kept increasing. The youngest ones had K-cups and their breasts only got bigger from that.

They stopped at the largest group with 44 girls, somewhere in their late 30s.

"She is Pumpkin, the leader of this set of quadr... quadrog... quadragintaquattuoruplets. Yes, I managed to say it with only three tries."

They were followed by a smaller group of 18 women in their mid 30's. They were octodecuplets with the only real one being Strawberry.

Next came Apple, the leader of a set of trigintanovemuplets, which was 39 women in their early 30s.

The next group was 24 women, somewhere in their late 20s.

"Radish is the big boss of this team of quattuorvigintuplets. Yes, this one was only one try," Aritimi celebrated.

"And these vigintuplets with Plum are the second to last," they stopped at a group of 20 girls who were seemingly 20+ years old.

"Khm," Carrot cleared his throat. He stood in front of 36 girls, seemingly his age, all had the same orange hair. Their breast were big D-cups with only a small slope.

"I didn't forget about you," Aritimi said, "The youngest of Tomato's clan is this trigintaseptemuplets with Carrot, the only boy being the real one."

"That's incredible. This pussy must have went through some horrors but still icnredible," Zara looked at the army, "But how did she managed to give birth that many babies at the same time?"

"Only the real baby had the size of a normal one. The clones were barely the size of a finger's tip. But they grew up quickly," Aritimi explained.

"That's a nasty augmentation," Zara snarked.

"As Miss Cromwell so eloquently stated, it is indeed a rather peculiar and somewhat grotesque ability, yet I must admit it possesses a certain level of remarkable ingenuity," Minerva added.

"Flatterer," Tomato and her puppet daughters said in unison with a series of smirks.

"By the way. Why do everyone need to be naked here?" Zara asked.

"Aha! That's a question I've been dyin' to answer," Tomato grinned, "Ya see, these critters here, they're a bit more... let's say, 'innocent' than the monsters ya'll usually deal with. Fact is, they find us folks in clothes downright strange. Bein' in our birthday suits, it just makes 'em feel more comfortable 'round us. Less threatening, ya know? And when they're comfortable, they's easier to handle."

"In a nutshell: beasts and monsters doesen't wear clothes in nature and humans with their clothes seem to be threathening as if they were unnatural," Aritimi explained, "Tomato and her clan only wears clothes in special cases, like when the have to handle a little bit wilder monsters, like those fire-breathing chickens."

"And what are we gonna do here? Fight some beasts?" Zara hoped she could fight something.

"No, you will learn how to handle these creatures. It can come in handy when you have to calm down a beast without using violence. I managed to prevent a lot of collateral damage this way," Aritimi replied.

"Splendid. As I have little inclination toward the application of brute force, I am quite content with merely observing and handling these creatures in a nonviolent manner," Minerva nodded.

Suddenly, one of the oldest meat puppet daughters' eyes began to shine with sentience as Tomato possessed her.

"C'mon now, gals! Y'all follow me, and I'll show ya the critters," Tomato said through her puppet. Carrot followed them along, although Aritimi stayed behind.

"Are you not going to come with us?" Zara looked back at her.

Before she could answer, the door they came from previously opened and walked out four tall people. Zara recognized the tallest one, which was 2.7 meters tall. She was Bo from the Anti Kaiju Unit.

"Sorry for being late," Bo said as they walked in, "It's hard to find a parking spot in a wild place like that."

"No problems," Aritimi said and turned back to her pupils, "I guess I should introduce them as well. You know Bo, but I doubt you ever met with her daughters, Temora, Clara, and Gia."

They appeared to be somewhere in their early 30s and they were all abnormally big, just like their mother. Temora was just a bit shorter than Bo with her 2.6 meters. She was muscular and her black hair was cut into a short, strict military-style buzz cut. Clara was shorter with her 2.55 meters. She was leaner and fit rather than muscular, and was built like a pro basketball player with long limbs. She had short, messy blonde hair, like a boy. Gia was 2.5 meters tall and she was the thinnest with barely any muscle. Her hair, brown as her mother's, reached her waist.

All four of them were naked. Their breasts were huge but firm and because of the big size of the rest of their bodies, they looked perfectly proportionate on their chests. Their pubic hair, similarly to Bo's, were trimmed into a thin landing strip.

"What are you guys doing here?" Zara asked.

"Bo and her daughters are going to fight as a training," Aritimi answered.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Aritimi?" Zara gruffed.

"We often fight Tomato and her puppet daughters," Bo added.

"But why her? I thought you guys, or at least you Bo, are fighting giant monsters," Zara gave her a weird look.

"Oh, I almost forgot about this. Tomato, show her your special power with your puppets," Aritimi winked.

"Aight," she nodded and 40 of her puppets gathered together. They looked like they are about to form a human pyramid, like the cheerleadrs, but no. They grabbed each other and began to form a shape that defied gravity. Their bodies together formad a giant horse. Then one of the puppets stepped on the forehead of the horse formation to make it look like a Unicorn.

"See ya later, pupils. I want to watch this fight," Aritimi walked toward the giant girls.

"I can't believe this asshole," Zara hissed as they followed Tomato's puppet.

They entered the stables which was bigger than expected. After a little walk, they stopped in front of a door with "Blueberry" written on it.

There was a male horse inside. The only thing that indicated that he wasn't a normal horse was his blue fur; otherwise, he looked like a horse that fell into blue paint.

"Gals, this here handsome fella is Blueberry. He's a Blue Bronco. These critters are mighty rare out in the wild nowadays, so we been breedin' 'em to keep their numbers up," Tomato explained proudly.

"And what specific tasks will we be responsible for regarding his care?" Minerva inquired.

She handed Minerva a bucket.

"Alright, y'all, first things first," Tomato announced, "Miss Min-er-va, ya git the honors today. This here's how ya milk a Blue Bronco. It's a bit different from those dairy cows ya city folks are used to," she chuckled.

"Milk? But that's a male horse," Zara pointed at Blueberry's huge, long cock.

"Ain't no problems, darlin'. He's got his own milk sack right there," Tomato said, pointing to a bulge between his hind legs.

"Ya'll need to make Blueberry happy an' collect his spunk in that," Carrot pointed at the bucket.

"Timi told me 'bout yer experience with critter peckers, Zara. It's this prissy lil' thing's time to learn somethin' new," Tomato chortled as she knelt beside Blueberry and gestured for Minerva to do the same.

Minerva hesitated, glancing at Zara for support, "I've had my fair share of weird experiences. It's your turn."

Tomato didn't wait for further protest and began to stroke the horse's shaft with surprising gentleness. The creature whinnied softly, his penis swelling even more under her touch.

"Easy does it, nice 'n' gentle. Yank too hard, and he'll get all riled up," Tomato instructed.

Minerva, after deep breath, hesitantly but followed Tomato's example, her delicate hands wrapping around the equine appendage. Despite its size, she found it surprisingly warm and velvety to the touch. She started with light strokes, her eyes focused on the creature's response. Blueberry seemed to appreciate the attention, his muscles relaxing under their combined work.

Then Tomato stood up and stepped behind, so Minerva could continue alone.

"Now, Miss Min-er-va, keep goin'. Soon enough, he'll be ready for ya," Tomato instructed.

Minerva blushed deeply, her grip tightening slightly around the equine's pulsing shaft. She never did anything quite like this in her life, and the sheer absurdity of the situation almost made her pass out. Until this day, Carrot's cock was the largest she ever touched.

"I'm experiencing a slight degree of anxiety. I would prefer not to make an error in this procedure," Minerva admitted.

"Let me help a little," Zara said and reached for Blueberry's big balls, and she gave them a soft squeeze.

The Blue Bronco let out a happy whinny as Zara's hand touched his balls, his body quivering with pleasure. His cock twitching in Minerva's grasp, which was now slick with pre-cum.

Minerva looked back at Carrot who gave her an encouraging nod, his own cock twitching as he watched her.

"Carrot, reckon it's 'bout time to git some grub in yer belly," Tomato nudged him in the side.

"Aw, c'mon, Mama! Not now!" Carrot whined.

"Ain't no backtalkin', young'un! Git yer butt movin'," Tomato huffed, yanking him along toward a small bench that was placed near the big stable's wall.

She sat down and Carrot followed. Then he laid on his back, placing his head on her lap.

The breasts of this meat puppet were big enough and saggy to reach Carrot's head without bending her back. Carrot then began to suck the milk of his sister... well, the body of his sister, possessed by his mother. His cock still erect and pointing straight up to the ceiling. Tomato looked into Minerva's eyes with a smug grin.

"Hey, she is just toying with you," Zara whispered to Minerva, "Don't lose your cool, you'd just give her what she wants."

As Carrot kept sucking on his mother's nipple, Tomato reached out for his erect member. She then pulled back his foreskin, exposing the purple, bulbous head.

Minerva's eyes narrowed but she kept focusing on "milking" the monster horse.

Then Tomato pressed her thumb against Carrot's glans and began rubbing the purple helmet of his manhood. He let out a muffled groan around the nipple.

Minerva kept stroking the Blue Bronco's cock, her thumb rubbing the beast's cockhead, mimicking Tomato's moves.

"He's about to explode soon," Zara positioned the bucket in front of Blueberry's cock.

Both Minerva's and Tomato's strokes grew more urgent for the pleasure of their partners.

"Hmph!" Carrot moaned around the nipple, slightly biting into it as his cock spasmed. Quickly, right before he could errupt, Tomato leaned in and took his cock's head into her mouth. Carrot moaned even louder as he exploded inside his mother's mouth.

Tomato, unfazed, swallowed everything with a big gulp, then she pulled away, smacking her lips and smiling at Minerva.

Minerva wanted to freak out and snap at her, but she heard a lot of wild stories about her own family's incestuous behaviour and would have made her feel hypocritical to call out Tomato. After all, Minerva's own family tree looked more like a Gordian Knot.

She focused her envy and anger into her task and gave a few extra strokes to the horse monster. It did the trick. Blueberry came with such force, Minerva had to hold his cock to not shoot anthing outside the bucket. It was like holding a warm, pulsing garden hose.

"Damn, Blueberry was saving this up for a while," Zara exclaimed as the bucket was about to get full. Luckily, the last drops of his seeds fell into the bucket, right before it could spill out.

"The task is complete, and the bucket has reached its optimal capacity. What would you have me do next?" Minerva asked calmly.

"Go on now, sugar. Tip that bucket back 'n' guzzle it down. Ain't no real farmhand 'til ya do!" Tomato said with a wicked grin.

"Are you insinuating that I must consume the entire contents of this container in one sitting?" Minerva asked, arching her brow.

"That's what I done said, darlin'. Ain't no wiggle room 'round here. First cock-snot, first gulp, time-honored tradition 'n' all that," she said, crossing her arms over her large breasts.

"Ain't so bad once ya git past the first few slurps! Just think 'bout somethin' fancy, like... uh... one o' them gourmet drinks ya like!" Carrot tried to encourage her in his weird way.

Minerva sighed, adjusting her posture, "Then I shall proceed. Especially if Carrot believes in my success."

At first, she looked at Zara, in case she'd like to partake in it.

"I drank my fair share of monster cum during the months, and I have a feeling it didn't end, yet. I let you have this one," Zara declined the offer.

Minerva took a deep breath, she regretted it immediately because the stench hit her in the nose hard. She raised the bucket to her lips and paused for a moment. The thick, viscous liquid sloshed within. With a resigned expression, she tipped it back and took a mouthful. The taste was foreign, a blend of rotten egg and musk. She swallowed it down, feeling the warmth slide down her throat. She gagged but quickly began to drink more before she could change her mind.

She gulped down more and more of the foul-tasting fluid. She tried to be as quick as possible because she knew once her lips parted from the bucket, not even an Ogre's hand could force her to restart.

Minerva, hardly, but managed to drink every drop that didn't stick to the bucket's interior. Fortunately, she didn't have breakfast this morning, because of the stress of meeting Carrot's family, so she had enough space in her stomach.

"I have successfully completed the task," she declared, then covered her mouth with her palm as an unexpected belch escaped, "Pardon me."

"Good job, Miss Min-er-va!" Tomato chuckled, "That there belch shoulda rattled the rafters, though. Ya got the brains, but ya gotta work on the belly!" she and Carrot laughed.

In the next two hours, Tomato showed them how they feed and clean the other beast monsters. How they examine and treat their injuries. And even how they play with them. Some of the creatures were so tame that Tomato allowed the girls to ride them. Minerva and Zara had to admit, it was fun. They rode a pair of unicorns and Zara even tried to play a game of basketball with a Dire Chimpanzee who could communicate with them through sign language.

"Aritimi and those big girls are still training?" Zara asked, "We last saw her hours ago."

"I... Timi..." Tomato muttered something but she was no longer herself. It was once again just a meat puppet without consciousness. Her eyes became glossy.

"Ah! My head!" Carrot fell to his knees, hands on his head, as if something had suddenly pierced his skull.

"Carrot! What's wrong?" Minerva knelt beside him.

Tomato's meat puppet daughter let out an animalistic howl and then both her and Carrot ran out from the building, both on all fours.

"What the fuck was that?" Zara looked at the door the redhead duo slammed open like a bulldozer.

They didn't have time to theorize about it because a portal opened near them in the room.

"Ah! Here you are, pupils," Aritimi stepped out, "Where are Tomato and Carrot?"

"Their behavior underwent an abrupt and inexplicable shift, after which they proceeded to vacate the room in a quadrupedal manner," Minerva explained.

"They lost their shit and ran away on all fours," Zara translated.

"Damn it! Just like the others," Aritimi hissed under her breath.

"What happened?" Zara asked.

"Um... well, we tried a little experiment this time with Tomato's augmentation. The research team wanted to test what a certain chemical can do with her power, but Tomato, against my warning, drank it all as if she was drinking a cup of tea," Aritimi's voice was tight with concern, "Now her augmentation had been turned up to eleven."

"That sounds familiar," Zara looked at her.

"I know and we can talk about it later, but now we have to stop her... them somehow. Follow me," Aritimi replied.

Both Zara and Minerva followed her through the portal and found themselves outside of the building.

Tomato and her children, both real ones and puppets, gathered on a pile. Bo and her daughters tried to fight the amorph mass of humans.

Bo's daughters had the same Elastic Elf power because they were just as stretchy as their mother. Temore used her elongated arms as whips and Clara did the same but with her legs. Gia, who could use her power even on her hair, managed to pull out some members from the family pile, using her hair as a lasso.

Regardless of their efforts, Tomato's family kept coming back to the pile.

Soon, Carrot and the puppet also joined the mass.

The monstrous mass of naked humans began to change. In the next moment, a group of 50 formed a big bird by clunching each other strongly.

Even that unicorn she was unbelievable to Zara previously, but this bird took it to a next level because the wings of the grotesque bird began flapping and it elevated from the ground.

"What the fuck?" Zara gasped.

"That's the first time I've seen them do this," Aritimi said.

Bo jumped into the air and using one of her elongated legs as a whip, she struck the bird-shaped being which then fell back into the pile.

"Good job, Mum," Bo's daughters said in unison.

This move angered Tomato because all of her mouths opened to scream furiously. The sound was almost deafening.

Then two formations reached out from the mass, each one shaped like a massive human hand with ten daughters on the front, playing the role of each finger.

With surprising precision, one hand punched Temora, sending her flying. Zara couldn't even see where she landed, but probably outside of the farm.

Bo grabbed that hand and tried to rip it out from the mass.

Meanwhile, the other hand caught Clara and Gia in its grip. As the human body fingers wrapped around the screaming sisters, Tomato's girls began their work.

Barely ten seconds later, the two girls' elastic bodies were knotted and tangled together as if they were redesigned by David Cronenberg. They couldn't do anything other than screaming on the ground as their mother fought alone.

"Quickly, can't you separate Tomato's mass with your portals?" Zara tried to come up with an idea.

"No, I could easily cut into their bodies," she shook her head.

"And can't you just 'cut' them like you did it with that futa elf's dick?"

"I managed to do it because I only needed to open one pair of portals, small ones. I would need much for this army," Aritimi replied, "But hey, maybe Bo can do it alone. After all, she is the Anti Kaiju specialist here."

Tomato's giant form managed to have a hold on Bo. She then formed a human upper body from the mass of puppets and her kids.

As the giant humanoid's waist began to form from the crowd of red-haired women, an appendage sprang out from the groin area. It was Tomato and her ankles were held tightly by a puppet whose ankles were held by another one. At first, she just looked at the ground but in the next second, the appengade began to move upwards, like a cock when it gets erect. Technically, Tomato served as the humanoid mass' cockhead, which made both Zara and Aritimi chuckle a little bit.

Bo was held spreadeagled by the giant being's hands.

"Let me go!" she gruffed. Then she noticed that she was getting lowered to the makeshift giant's cock, "Oh fuck! Timi! Help!"

Aritimi gave a try to what Zara said and attempted to cut into the mass, temporarily. She severed one giant hand at the wrist but nothing happened.

"Oh shit! Tomato has her own gravitational pull when she is using this ability and looks like the chemical enhanced this part of her power as well," Aritimi examined the arms that were still intact.

Bo was lowered to the cock. Tomato's mouth touched her pussy and began to lick.

"Oh no no no no no!" Bo tried to wiggle free but it was pointless. She felt the tongue swiping over her clit and she moaned involuntarily.

"My turn," Zara said and jumped into action in her Merwolf form.

She tried pulling, pushing, punching, and kicking, but she couldn't separate not even one person from the body of bodies.

As another attempt, she morphed into her Bug Queen form, trying to pull away Bo or at least try to sting some of the puppets with her stinger, but no use.

Then with a wet sqelch, Tomato's head pluged into Bo's pussy as the giant cockhead began to thrust.

"Aaaaaah!" Bo screamed and her body was shaking.

"Mum!" Bo's entangled daughters cried on the ground.

"Immediate intervention is imperative!" Minerva talked to Aritimi, "Bo's chances of survival are rapidly diminishing!"

"You can never know. I've heard stories from her youth when she did some crazy things with her stretchy pussy," Aritimi chuckled but she stopped when she noticed Minerva's stern look.

"Maybe you should try to come up with an idea as well to help," Aritimi looked back at her.

"Indubitably, I should," she spoke and an extra brain began to slither out from her left ear.

"Ew! Can't you keep your extra brain matter in your head? It's gross!" Aritimi remarked.

"Negative," she repleid.

With a loud thud, Zara landed near them on the ground, she was held by the mighty grip of a meat puppet.

"Can you guys help me? She got the grip strength of a Titan," Zara tried to separate herself from the red-haired woman.

Meanwhile, Tomato was waist deep inside the bellowing Bo who looked like she was in the middle of giving birth to an adult human.

The puppet tried to pull Minerva into her embrace as well and she accidentally touched the girl's extra brain. She pulled away as if she touched a hot stove. She was shaking and mumbling.

"Ambivalent bespoke conundrum diminutive..." the puppet said like a machine.

"She uses words that Tomato never said or knew," Aritimi looked at the mumbling woman who then laid on the ground, "I think that was your power, Minerva. Your augmentation pumped her head up with your knowledge and pushed out Tomato."

"I believe you are correct. It is plausible that my brain's enhanced capacity has surpassed the extent of Tomato's influence," Minerva nodded.

"Okay, let's try this on the rest," Aritimi opened a portal and moved them near the colossal humanoid being.

Minerva pressed her exposed brain matter against one of the puppets in the body but nothing happened.

"There are far too many within this crowd. My cerebral capacity is insufficient to account for them all."

"Oh, so you are not smart enough for that. Huh?" Aritimi snickered.

"Unfortunately, you are correct," Minerva nodded.

"Wait. What if we give her more knowledge?" an idea formed in Zara's head.

"What do you mean? Give her a book to read?" Aritimi gave her a skeptical look.

"No, maybe we should use one of those crystals that Gretchen has," Zara replied.

"Hmm, that sounds good," Aritimi nodded and jumped into a portal, but she was back within ten seconds with a box in her hands.

"These contain no important information because these were just for testing," Aritimi opened the box, which was full of big crystals, "The Lorekeepers turned these into thesauruses. There's no risky or valuable stuff there. Gretchen only uses them as a paperweight."

Minerva looked at the crystals, hesitating for a moment. Then they heard Bo's scream piercing the air as Tomato was completely inside of her womb, stretching her to her augmentation's limit.

Minerva's extra brain matter slithered out and attached itself to the crystals.

"Oh dear. The sheer volume of knowledge here is overwhelming."

Her brain began to expand rapidly. It first grew to the size of a basketball and then a beach ball.

"The reservoir of intellect within me swells ever further, brimming with boundless revelations."

Her brain matter flooded out from both ears, forming a mass beneath her... an elephant. The brain beneath her took the shape of a big elephant and she was riding on its neck.

"The boundless expanse of the cosmos unfurled before my ever-expanding consciousness, an intricate lattice of existence woven through the ceaseless continuum of time and space. I am entwined with the ineffable, my cognitive faculties transcend the paltry confines of mortal limitation. The infinite unfolds, the eternal whispers, and I, a nexus of unfathomable intellect, perceive the totality of reality in its most pristine and unfiltered form."

And then she attacked. The elephantine mass of her brain charged forward and headbutted one of the puppets. A shock wave spread through the air, and for a few seconds, Zara heard a bunch of words in her head that she had never or rarely heard before.

"Anthropomorphization, Bioluminescence, Cryoencephalopathy, Deoxyribonucleic, Electrophysiology, Fractocumulus...," the words swirled inside her head.

No, not just her head. The words were repeated by all of Tomato's puppets in a creepy unison. Finally, they stopped and the giant fell. Aritimi needed her best timing skills to save everyone from the fall since she couldn't decide who was a puppet and who was real, aside from Carrot.

"Are you alright?" Zara helped Minerva up from the ground. Her extra brain melted and vaporized.

"I am currently experiencing the most excruciating and neurologically overwhelming cephalalgia of my entire existence, but aside from that minor inconvenience, I remain in a relatively stable condition," she replied, rubbing the side of her head.

She then walked to Carrot who was sitting on the ground and sat beside him.

"My head," Carrot's head was still aching.

"Don't worry, the others also got better so your headache will disappear soon as well," Aritimi appeared near them as an uninvited guest.

Minerva leaned in and gave a passionate French kiss to Carrot. At the same time, she reached down and grabbed Carrot's already hard cock. Mimicking Tomato's previous moves, she pulled back the foreskin and began rubbing the glans with her thumb.

"Tomato! Where are you?" Aritimi searched for her friend. She was the only person they didn't find, yet. Even Temora was found. She was entangled in a tree's branches and she also needed some help. Now she was there, trying to untie her sister's knotted body.

"Timi! Help," she heard two voices at the same time. It was Bo. She was lying on her back and her abdomen was so big she looked like she was pregnant with a horse.

"You are... hmph... still inside?" Aritimi chuckled.

"Stop laughing and help us!" Bo shouted at the laughing Aritimi together.