Chapter 9 - Blue Liquid

Protector

by capta

So far...

Amanda, using a lab at the Ursine Bellator Indagator HQ. Investigates the blue liquid she found outside Perry's Drug Company. She discovers it to be some kind of mutagen. Interested in learning more, she takes up a job inside the factory to gain more insight. A close encounter with an amazon leaves a body. Amanda hopes it doesn't give her away.

Chapter 9 - Blue Liquid

Amanda casually left the room. She attempted to blend into the other workers. Ultimately, her gargantuan endowments made her unavoidable.

"Hey!" a black-haired amazon lady shouted, "Help move some damn crates!" she pointed to a bunch of crates tended to by other employees. Amanda moved over to help. When the guards looked away, she nudged a coworker.

"Do you know what's in those vats?" she motioned toward giant metal cauldrons midway through the production line. The coworker shook his head. After the crates had been moved, the mare slipped into a position to tend them. She took a quick whiff. Mutagen. Amanda immediately recognized the smell. If only I can get a sample. She looked around and began migrating further down the production line. She slid into another position.

Unfortunately, her own nature let her down.

"Hey!" another amazon guard called out and approached her, "you're making a mess," the amazon signaled to a large puddle of fluids she stood in. Amanda swore. Focused on her task, she overlooked her bloated assets. They leaked veritable jets now, "Get to a breeding facility and drain yourself. I'll tell your supervisor,"

Amanda nodded and left. A quick milking session later, the mare returned. Her supervisor placed her near the beginning. She slowly migrated up the line, but her day ended before she could reach the end. The next day, placed at the beginning again, the mare began to move. Midway through her progress, the factory ordered her to stand in a line before a giant amazon.

"Yesterday, we found a dead body."

Fuck.

"The body was one of us," the amazon studied the line, "whoever did this, I can assure you a long, painful death," she clenched her fist, "I can also assure you, we will find out who did this," she gritted her teeth, "so let's make this easy. You come forward, and we'll consider granting a quick death," the amazon's eyes bored into the line. Everyone swallowed, "no squealers, huh?" she looked at the line, "Fine," the amazon turned on her heel and strode away.

"Get back to work!" one amazon yelled, and everyone scrambled back to their positions.

Amanda showed up the next day, her sword stuffed inside her ground-touching tits. She moved up the line. Half the way, she found amazon guards taking a worker away. They returned bruised and bloodied. The amazons then grabbed the next one and continued. Before they reached her, Amanda stepped away to empty her assets again. When she returned, Amanda got placed at the beginning of the line. While the amazons continued to take people away. This pattern continued. Every time she made progress, the mare left to drain her assets. Only to be put back at the beginning.

At first, the horse suspected a deliberate effort, but she dismissed it once an amazon guard scolded her and reminded her to stay at the assigned position. One day, she made significant progress and spotted the end of the line. Excited, she skipped a station. Unfortunately, her assets burbled dangerously. Her soaked absorption pads spent, and a large puddle formed beneath her.

She cursed and left. Amanda wondered if she'd ever reach the end. Fortunately, a group of amazons approached her.

"You. Follow me," the amazon stated, her voice dripping dangerously. Amanda followed. They escorted her to a nearby alley beside the factory, "did you kill Doris?" the tallest asked,

"No," The mare calmly lied.

The amazon studied her closely, "let's try again," she punched her in the stomach. Amanda bent over and hacked violently. She struggled to breathe, "did you kill Doris?"

"I don't even know who that is," the mare replied, breathless. The tall amazon motioned to another. She punched her across the muzzle and fractured her skull. Amanda's uncanny mass kept her in place. Unfortunately, it did nothing about the pain. What little breath she had gathered, the mare immediately lost.

"Did you kill Doris?!" the tall amazon shouted.

"I have no idea who the hell that is," Amanda partially lied. She guessed Doris was the amazon she killed. The amazon kicked her enormous testes. Her cocks blasted a thick torrent of precum straight into her absorption pads. Her nuts tingled. She grasped her scrotum. The mare glared at the amazon.

The amazon swung. Amanda blocked her blow and threw a haymaker straight into her face. Blood spewed out of her nose; the amazon staggered and clutched her nose.

"Kill her!" the tall amazon yelled, her voice muffled.

The other amazons leaped into action. Amanda put distance between them. She fumbled for her blade. The horse dug through her valley of breast and eventually found the hilt. She quickly pulled it out. One amazon threw a wild punch. The mare blocked it. Another came in from the side. Her fist connected. Amanda grasped her waist. She unsheathed her blade, cut the amazon's arm off, spun around, and lopped the head off another. Another powerful blow found its mark.

The horse's vision exploded, and stars flashed around her. She barely drew enough air for her next attack. Her blade flashed, and another arm landed on the ground, followed by a head. The mare's vision cleared. She spotted another attack. It landed on her tit like an anvil. Milk erupted from her nipple. Another pad soaked.

The Indagator kicked the amazon and sent them reeling. She massaged her giant breast. It throbbed. The horse locked eyes with the amazon and charged in. Before they could register what happened. Amanda ran her blade through the amazon, kicked her, and decapitated her. She battled the rest of the amazons until none remained. Definitely broke a rib or two. The mare reached beneath a boob. Damn it. How am I supposed to get inside now? She touched her fractured muzzle and brushed blood off her dress.

Only one thing I can do. She entered the factory straight to the end of the production line. She grabbed five vials filled with a blue transparent fluid. An amazon guard shouted, then ran at her. Effortlessly, she spun around and removed her head. The rest of the amazons came to an abrupt stop and stared at her.

"Well, if it isn't the Matriarchy of Blood," the tallest, most muscular amazon stepped forward.

Amanda peered at her, confused. The amazon studied her closely, "don't give me that look," she spat on the ground.

"I don't know who you're talking about," Amanda casually responded. Workers gave them a wide berth.

"Applesauce," the amazon stated.

Amanda continued to look at them.

"Who are you then?"

"An Indagator. Yourself?"

"Member of the Warrior Queens," the amazon stared her down.

"And what's that?"

"A sisterhood of warriors."

"A gang of some sort, then," silence. "Matriarchy of Blood also one?" more silence. She surveyed the amazons in front of her. They blocked the exit. "Are you going to let me through?"

The tallest amazon turned and left. She motioned to the others with her head. They moved in to attack. Deftly, the mare threw her palm out and sent a shockwave. She knocked some of them down while others stumbled. One, that managed to make it through, attacked her. Amanda leaped aside, killed her, parried another, and removed her head. A powerful blow landed on her muzzle and caused it to fracture further. Amanda winced; more stars filled her vision; she blasted more amazons back, pirouetted around, and decapitated another. A fist smashed into another boob. The mare stepped back, removed a limb, and stabbed. Another head rolled across the floor. A blade plunged deep into her ribs. Amanda turned, punched, then stabbed her. She grimaced at the blade and left it alone.

Without her potions, Amanda fought cautiously. An amazon rushed her. The Indagator blasted her with a wall of force. She followed the attack and stabbed the amazon. The amazon head joined the numbers on the floor. By the time Amanda dispatched the amazons, pain seared across her body. Blades plunged into her. Every step caused her to wince. She stumbled back to her hotel.

The mare busted through the door and clutched her injuries. She threw open a trunk. Vials clinked against its walls. She frantically searched through them until she pulled out one labeled Vita Dans. The horse downed it in a single gulp. Fire exploded in her veins; she gritted her teeth and held back a scream. Her bones knit back together. Her injuries rapidly healed. The mare breathed a sigh of relief once it had finished. She stood up, hit her head against the ceiling, and swore.

The next day, Amanda entered the lab. Her monstrous assets bumped into counters and cabinets, and she quickly got to work. Aketcha walked inside.

"I heard you got samples."

Amanda pulled out five vials filled with a blue fluid.

"Wonderful," Aketcha set down his staff and joined the mare.

Over a week, the pair worked restlessly. The next week quickly followed. Amanda stopped just outside the Indagator HQ. She looked around. People mulled about and carried on with their everyday tasks. The mare's fur stood on one end. Throughout the week, her unease grew. Eventually, she began to bring her sword.

She stopped outside again and studied her surroundings. Aketcha looked up at her, his brow furrowed. Amanda carefully closed the door behind her.

"Is there something wrong?" Aketcha looked at the horse concerned.

The hyper mare flinched and spun around. Her gargantuan endowments knocked over numerous vials and beakers. An unfortunate cabinet clattered loudly as her assets smashed into it like a wrecking ball. It nearly broke.

Amanda studied the bison man, "no," she answered quickly.

"All right," he acknowledged skeptically.

Amanda went back to work. As the day went on, her endowments grew. The lab became impossible to navigate, and Amanda's assets shuddered dangerously.

"Are you going to drain yourself?"

The horse stopped and remained silent.

Aketcha frowned, "please drain yourself before you flood the building."

Amanda sighed, set down some beakers, and squeezed herself out, leaving an extensive puddle of fluids. The horse rapidly surveyed the area. Her fur continued to stand up. She moved quickly, but her engorged endowments inhibited her. When she returned, the horse stared at the bison man.

"Amanda?" he looked at her quizzically.

The hyper horse let out a long sigh, "I think someone's watching us."

"Is that why you've been acting strangely?"

The mare nodded.

"Have you seen anybody?"

"I've looked but found nothing."

"I can put a spell when someone stares longer than they should."

"That wouldn't help. People stare at me all the time."

Aketcha eyed the mare's monolithic endowments. "I suppose that's what happens when you have a leviathan-class leviathan gene," the bison man paused. "I can put a spell that detects ill-thought."

"I'm an Indagator. Lots of people have ill thoughts."

"Hmm. If you give me some time, I can find something to help. Perhaps tonight, I can think about it."

"Thanks. But I'll be fine. I'm an Indagator; it's hard to get the drop on me."

"Never underestimate your opponent, Amanda," Aketcha cautioned.

At the end of the week, the two talked about their results.

"So we know the mutagen affects the body," Amanda looked through her notes.

"Yes, but we know nothing about its side effects."

The horse nodded, "the physical effects of the mutagen cause excessive muscle development."

"It also augments their stamina." The bison man chimed in.

"And makes them incredibly tall," Amanda added.

The pair stood in silence.

"Good thing it doesn't have any regenerative properties," Aketcha said first.

"Too bad it hardens their muscles," the horse quipped in.

"While retaining their normal flexibility," Aketcha stated.

"It explains why police rounds skipped off them."

"Any why the Springfield left a mark."

"Effectively," the horse peered at her notes again, "bigger bullets can hurt them. Smaller ones can't."

A nod, "The only question is, why are blades effective against them?"

"No idea; I need to spend more time with the mutagen."

"Unfortunately, giant amazon ladies still roam the streets," The bison man remarked.

Amanda sighed, "I need to get back out there. I need to find out more about the so-called Warrior Queens and learn who the Matriarchy of Blood is."

"Then find some motives."

"Or any plans they might have," the horse looked out the window. The light waned, and the city lights bathed the streets. "It's getting late."

Aketcha nodded, "While you are out, I can study the mutagens. Gather some more information."

"All right. I'll talk to you later."

"Safe hunting Indagator." The bison man smiled and left.

Amanda wandered back to her hotel. She stopped and looked behind her. A blanket of unease settled over her. She shivered and picked up her pace. The horse spotted a pair of giant women. They glared at her. Amanda took a different route. Again, she encountered them. She scowled and chose a different path. The mare weighed her options. She knew fighting them on the streets would reflect poorly on her.

Therefore, she searched for any alley. Where there were less prying eyes. She expected a fight. The giant amazons boxed her in. Amanda smiled and reached into her monstrous bust. She rummaged for her blade. The amazons moved in. Amanda panicked, unable to find her blade. She gave up and struck an amazon with her fist.

An amazon punched her in the stomach. The mare clutched her midriff. Another delivered a decisive blow to the back of her head. Specks of light danced in her vision. Pain exploded in the back of her head. Another blow made her vision go dark.

"She's too damn heavy," Amanda heard a voice.

"The three of you can't lift a body?" An irritated voice asked.

"Tell'in ya boss, she's heavier than a bag of boulders."

"Tsk. Move out of the way, and keep an eye on her!"

The horse groggily woke.

"Holy Moses! What the hell is this lady?!"

"Told ya, boss."

"She's waking up!" a different voice called out.

Amanda's vision returned. She stared down a gun barrel.

"Get up, whale!" a tall, moose amazon yelled, "do anything funny, and I'll have my girls paint your brains across the wall."

The hyper mare slowly stood. A fox amazon went around and cuffed her.

"Our boss wants to see you."