Monster Breeder

*Fucked a Melusine – Two Draconic Marks!*

*Marks Consolidated!*

*Melusine Bride – Three Draconic Marks!*

*Draconic Marks – Two*

Kobold Claws

Lizardman Claws

Kobold Scales

Lizardman/Lamia Scales

Melusine Heat Resistance

Kobold Stature

Lizardman Stature

Lamia Body

Kobold Hemipenis

Lizardman/Lamia Hemipenis

Kobold Inner Heat

Lizardman Inner Spark

Melusine Inner Furnace

Lamia Fangs

Lamia Aphrodisiac Venom

Lamia Paralytic Venom

Lamia Venom Spray

Melusine Burning Venom

Melusine Wings

Melusine Air Magic

*Tooltip!*

Melusine Heat Resistance

Provides protection from damage due to heat, up to and including middle-range forge temperatures. Provides partial protection from higher temperatures.

Melusine Inner Furnace

A Melusine’s inner flame has been stoked with Air Magic hot enough to forge metal. This ability allows them to bring forth that heat anywhere on their body or limit it to their core.

Lamia Paralytic Venom

Requires a fang-type body modification. Allows the user to produce and select a fairly potent venom designed to limit their target’s mobility. Does not suffocate the victim, as Lamias prefer fresh prey and will store what they can’t eat for later.

Lamia Venom Spray

Requires a fang-type body modification. Allows the user to project their venom in a medium-range cone of aerosolized mist.

Melusine Burning Venom

Requires a fang-type body modification. Requires Inner Furnace. Allows the user to direct their internal heat source into their venom sacs, heating the liquid to a supercritical point that vaporizes instantly when sprayed in a medium-range cone. Can instead be heated to boiling temperatures and spat in globules for additional range.

When I come-to, Opal has already carried me to our sprawling futon beneath the Pavilion. My lovers are all present, or accounted for, each preparing for tomorrow. My head rests on a very plush pillow which I turn to discover are a pair of plump thighs belonging to my highland cowgirl Nursemaid, Effie, the woman totally naked with her heavy breasts dangling tantalizingly overhead. She smiles down at me lovingly, pleased as punch to be serving as my sexy lap pillow. Jenny and Julia drape their naked forms across the Taurine, both appearing thoroughly disheveled from the night’s activities. Turning the other way reveals Janine is also here, fully dressed, head propped up on one arm with her black ring binder open in the other for perusal.

I blink a few times before dignifying this situation with words. "Summary?"

"Of course, Lady Mayoress. As you know, Miss Opal successfully Ranked-up. Meanwhile, Misses Gale, Monal, Rosie, and Sue have all gained their additional evolution tokens. In other news, Warren Mistress Cottontail involved herself with Miss Bonny's Minion Promotion, resulting in an unexpected oddity."

I sit up and look around to find Bonny cradled in Jonny's arms. The bigear mouse girl is wearing a red robe with a yellow rope belt, white gloves, and a conical blue hat bearing moon and stars insignias. She bears a perpetually startled expression likely due to her extravagant getup and whatever new powers she has at her disposal.

Cottontail sits with them while wringing her hands. "I'm sorry, the wand Gabby gave her was a little thorny and I thought she could use a pair of gloves to protect her hands. Then this happened..."

"It's fine," Gabby says while putting the finishing touches on a bundle of straw tied together with strands of hair. Witchcraft, I’d guess. "The bond was properly established, which is all I wanted. Anything her Warren Mistress supplies is a bonus."

Personally, I agree, so I motion Janine to continue.

"All told, you have eight Third Tiers, five Trio-Hybrids, nine high-Rank Second Tiers, several additional middle-Rank Second Tiers, and two small monster armies at your disposal for the war tomorrow. That's not counting Head-Maid Spindle or the Sand Goblin tribe and the Belly Dancers she commandeered for her research and development project."

I nod, already feeling better. "Alright, when you put it like that, the situation doesn't seem that bleak. I'll sleep on my final mark decisions, and we'll discuss battle plans in the morning."

"Excellent." Janine waits there patiently as if expecting me to say something else. When I raise an eyebrow, she continues, "May I assume my duties for the evening are complete, Lady Mayoress?"

"...Yes?"

"Then allow me to 'clock out.'" Janine proceeds to tear away her two-piece pencil skirt suit to reveal an even sexier set of colbalt-blue lingerie courtesy of the Fleecy Sheeple fashionistas. "Now, to discuss my salary..."

Janine straddles me, grabbing my cock to stroke it to life, and I realize she intends to be paid in orgasms. As my harem of many other monster and human lovers crowd around, each intent on getting a goodnight taste of me while ignoring my insistence that we get some sleep for tomorrow, I ruminate that maybe… just maybe, I over-hyped the war in my mind.

I mean, really, it's only one Ogre General and a measly Wolf Lord we're up against... right? Right?

Then why do I have this odd sinking feeling that makes me think my Witch's Intuition is acting up? I can't hold onto my worry for too long as I'm drowned in a heap of sexy, shapely bodies.