Monster Breeder

 

“Gabby’s plan seems to be going well, whatever it is,” I say as we watch my kin at work. Bunny folk drag Mole-men bodies onto tarps of vines and spider thread held steady by mice.

“I think she wants to feed the Harpies with Mole meat, but that doesn’t matter,” Megan says as she grabs my hand. “Follow me.”

My sister leads me away from the others to a deserted tunnel. We’re alone.

Megan pushes me against the wall. Her Pink Jellyfish dress falls, pooling at her feet where the slime evaporates to leave her as naked as a wild monster. She’s a beautiful sight to behold. One I’ve admired since childhood.

At two and a half feet tall, Megan is a few heads shorter than me. She’s a slender woman with modest breasts. In the dim and distant firelight, her tousled hair is yellow-blond, her eyes an emerald green, and her fur steel grey. Her mouse ears flick when my breath tickles them and her tail curls around my ankle. Her hands land on my ass covered with fishnet pantyhose and the tufts of fur on her wrists delicately brush my skin.

“Even though we’re siblings, we can finally be together like this now we have Alex’s babies in our bellies.”

“Uh-um, M-Megan, w-what about Gale?”

“Cottontail, don’t you remember? Gale’s daughter, this little girl,” she touches her tummy, “And the one in here,” she touches my tummy through my red underbust corset, “Will all be full-blooded sisters with four mommas. Gale and I make love all the time, and we each give ourselves to Alex nightly, but when else am I ever getting you alone, Cottontail?”

She rests her head on my belly and looks into my eyes through my (new) cleavage. “You’re going to be swimming in mouse and bunny pussy as soon as we get back to the Hut. If I want you all to myself just once, it has to be now.”

Megan kneels between my rabbit feet and grips the crotch of my black teddy. The mouse girl tears the fabric apart despite Peter’s spade being unable to cut through. I must have a weakness for beautiful mice.

My clitty and jewel purse falls into open air. “Oh, I think you’re a little bigger than before~” She’s right, I must’ve grown half an inch in length since yesterday. Megan shoves her face against my soft, bare flesh, rubbing her cheek against my stiffening member. Her hot breath on my prick is driving me wild.

Emerald eyes gaze up at me. “I love you, Cottontail. I’ve always thought you were cute even before you were a girl. And I’ve always wanted to do this.”

She gently licks my marbles, then my shaft, and kisses my tip. Her saliva leaves wet threads between her lips and my sex. Megan’s tongue peels back my foreskin and circles the glans beneath.

Pressure builds inside me from her gentle caresses. Heat flows through my body in waves. My nipples harden, their sensitive tips wonderful agony rubbing against the fabric of my white top. “Fffuck, Megan. I love you too. Always have. You’re so pretty; I think I’ve been jealous all this time.”

She laughs, and it’s a throaty, raspy laugh filled with carnal desire. “Well, no need to be jealous anymore, you’ve got me all to yourself for the moment.”

Her lips spread to take my stiffy into her mouth. Her tongue and cheeks squeeze and massage my length. It’s sweet heaven further elevated by those eyes glittering like gems while she watches me for signs of pleasure.

“Ahn!” I can’t help giving her what she wants.

Smiling around my clitty, Megan grabs the rear of my teddy and tears the fabric again. This time her hand slips inside my clothes to trace the curvature of my tender peach. She slides her fingers between my butt cheeks as she slides my member deeper between her mouth cheeks. Megan kisses my groin while taking in all of me as her digits find my rosebud.

My ass is slick from Playmate Anal Lubricant and opens easily at her touch. Two of her nimble fingers enter me and my back arches involuntarily, thrusting against the back of her throat. My hands land on her yellow-blond hair for balance.

She pumps her fingers, playing me like an instrument as my hips move on their own. Fire and ice course through my veins in turn as the tips of her digits brush my hot button.

“M-Megan!”

My sister pushes my button, rubbing the soft bean as she works her tongue on my clitty. The sensation is like having to pee while on the verge of climax. I can’t control myself as I vulgarly fuck my little sister’s mouth with my hands holding her head to my crotch.

She presses my spot hard.

“Megan!!!”

I thrust once again and salty cum dribbles from my tip onto her tongue. My clitty continues to leak for a while as the climax ravages my body from head to toe. My legs shake as she rubs circles around my hard button to extend my orgasm. Eventually, the spasms pass, and I go limp atop her, though my stiffy remains.

Megan slips her fingers from my rosebud, eliciting another moan from my lips. She pulls her mouth off my length and spreads her lips to show me my cum before she swallows it down. Then she puts her fingers still slick with my rosebud’s nectar in her mouth and her eyes widen. “Fuck, it’s sweet. You’ve become such an erotic bunny since Alex started playing with you.” She grins at me hungrily. “I’m going to eat your ass tonight but, right now, I want you to fuck me.”

She stands, puts her hands on the tunnel wall, and arches her back with her ass in the air, ready for mating.

If my clitty wasn’t hard before, it is now. “Megan, I want you so bad!”

I get behind her and align my tip with her dripping pussy. Her ass is a gorgeous heart shape and her tail loops around my neck. Megan’s tail tightens on my throat as she begs or commands, I’m not sure in this love-drunk haze, but I know she’s desperate, “Fuck me!”

I push inside her with a moist slap.

“Mmm!”

It’s too much, it’s all too much, and I lose myself to pleasure. I start rutting her cunt with animalistic abandon. My thrusts are sharp, fast, and relentless.

“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Megan starts to squeak as I pound bliss into her pussy. She lowers her head to rest on her crossed arms against the wall. I’m fucking my little sister. I’m screwing her pussy with my stiffy!

“Megan!!!” I call again as I cover her insides with my love.

“Yes! Cottontail!!!”

I feel several jets of cum spurt through my shaft before I’m spent. We stand there in the hallway, just breathing together while connected as two siblings shouldn’t be.

Our breaths calm, but my hardness doesn’t fade. I have Bunny Stamina, and there’s a beautiful woman in front of me.

Megan isn’t done either and starts thrusting back against me while I stand there. We pick up the pace again and get into a pleasant rhythm. I’m happy being inside one of the people I love most.

“I thought I’d find the two of you here.”

““Mom?”” Megan and I say in unison.

Lois, our dormouse mother, is practically at our side watching us screw like rabbits. Rather, like a rabbit and a mouse.

“I-I-it’s not what it looks like!” I blatantly lie with my stiffy in my sister’s honeypot. Megan gives me the side-eye for trying to fool Mom with the evidence on display.

I half expected to lose my erection after being caught, but I’m still at full mast. Megan doesn’t stop railing herself on me either. In fact, she’s going harder; sweating and panting as Mom watches. I think she’s getting close…

Megan’s honey tunnel clenches on me like a vice as she rams her butt onto my length. “Mom, I can’t hold back, I’m sorry, your daughter is a peerrrvvveeerrrttt!” she screams as she climaxes again.

I can’t hold back either when Megan feels so incredible on me! Grabbing my little sister’s ass, I pound her against the wall. I’m so glad my bitty clitty is enough to please her, though I know Alex says she enjoys it when I’m the ‘daddy,’ it’s reassuring as well as satisfying to give one of the three girls I love most a loud orgasm. Forgetting who’s watching for a moment, I fill Megan with another batch of my seed.

“Ahhhnnn!!!”

Then I ashamedly look up at my mother, who is a lot less shocked than I expected.

“Oh, please. Peter has been fucking his daughters for generations, capturing weakened monsters to breed whenever the Warren’s blood runs thin. Impregnating your sister isn’t going to bring ruin down on our heads.”

That’s a load off my shoulders. Megan is so relieved she starts bouncing on my member again.

“So, Mom, why are you here, then? It’s kind of embarrassing—”

“—And hot,” Megan adds while redoubling her pace.

“Um, and hot, I guess, getting caught like this. Plus, Megan-is-already-pregnant-and-so-am-I. Eep!”

“That’s wonderful news, sweeties!” Lois claps her hands together in celebration. “I actually came to make sure Cottontail could do her job as the new head of the Warren.”

“I thought my job was protecting everyone?”

“Yes, that’s important too. But, primarily, the leader of the Warren’s responsibility is making sure we maintain our population. Peter was rather aggressive in that duty, but at least we were in no danger of dying out… at least, until that dreadful turn at the end.”

That’s an understatement.

“M-maintain our p-p-population?”

“Why, yes, of course! It’s the duty of the strongest and the fittest to pass their traits to the next generation.”

“Cottontail’s doing a good job of that already, Mom. She’s got three daughters in the making!” Megan proudly announces while pounding her rear against my crotch.

“Oh, there you are! I’ve been looking all over for you, Cottontail,” Chrissy, the angora bunny girl with super fluffy fur on her arms, legs, ears, and neck says. “I hope I’m not too late to join the fun? Hey, Megan. Mrs. Lois.”

“H-hi, Chris,” I say feeling somewhat uncomfortable greeting someone while fucking my sister. Not to mention our history…

“So, Cottontail, we’re friends, right?”

!?!

Chrissy continues, not noticing my internal plight. “You’re going to be busy with that human, Alex, yeah? You don’t have time to worry about Warren stuff. What you need is a good #2 to help keep them in line.”

“N-number…?”

“I-I’m going to be Cottontail’s #2!” Megan states while glaring at Chrissy and shaking her ass on my clitty. When she says that, I can’t help thinking she means ‘#2 after Alex in her heart.’

“I used to be Peter’s #2, you know,” Lois says with a wistful tone.

“Traditionally,” Chrissy says, “That title goes to the bitch who has the most kits by the Warren’s head.” The bunny girl looks down on the two mice monsters (literally, having a good twelve inches on them), “And you know what they say about bunnies and breeding.”

Megan bristles, slamming herself even harder onto me. “Well, then, at least I’ve got a good head start. Cottontail’s little one is growing inside me as we speak!”

“Well, your timing is perfect, Chris. I was about to pull some volunteers to make sure my daughter is being properly bred.”

“Mooommm!”

“I’m ready to do my duty, ma’am!” Chrissy says.

“Megan, be a dear and let the other girl have some of Cottontail’s seed. I know I taught you to share!”

*Sigh* “Well, there goes my ‘alone time’ with Cottontail.”

“You don’t have to go anywhere, Megan. They at least have to let you finish,” I object.

“It’s alright, Cottontail,” Megan says with a hand between her legs fingering her clit as she grinds her sex against mine in another shuddering climax. Then she straightens, unsheathing my length. “You can make it up to me by fucking me in front of the whole Warren next time. Also, I know I’m getting more of you tonight when Alex comes home.” She says that last part while narrowing her eyes at the angora bunny girl.

Chrissy shrugs, ignoring the jab. “Well, Cottontail, ready for me to show you a good time?”

“I thought you and Stew were a thing…?”

“Me and Stew? No; I mean, we fucked all the time, sure, but it’s not like there’s much else to do down here. It’s sad what happened but, like he used to say, ‘People live until they die, that’s how it goes.’ Besides, you know if he were still around, he’d be trying to butt ahead of me in line asking you to breed his ass first!”

I guess she’s right about that.

“Chrissy, isn’t it a little weird, you asking me to have sex when you used to, um, you know, bully me?” Oh, wow, she still looms over me by a few inches.

“You still remember that from a long time ago? Come on, the past is the past!”

Easy for you to say after chasing me down and sitting on my face when we were kids! I think she gave me a complex for being hunted…

“Tell you what, I’ll make it up to you. Bully my pussy all you want!” She turns and spreads her butt cheeks with one hand, showing her gaping honey tunnel entrance dripping with desire underneath a tight pucker and an extra fluffy white powderpuff tail. “Smack my ass, tell me I’m your bitch, pound me till my legs buckle, you name it!”

Megan slaps her ass so hard it echoes in the tunnel.

“Ahn!”

“Cottontail,” Megan says, “You need to fuck this bully and show her who’s boss!”

Who am I to argue, really? My stiffy is being the most honest part of me right now. Maybe fucking my childhood bully is what it takes to get me past that trauma?

Aligning myself, I slide into Chrissy like butter. A few thrusts to warm up later, and I’m off to the races. I may have bunny stamina, but it always takes more effort to cum again after the first few times. This’ll take a bit of doing.

*Smack!*

“Ahn!”

“That’s for bullying my big sis!”

I guess Megan has decided to do the bullying this time…

*Smack!*

“Ahhn!!”

“That’s for acting like such a slut!”

I sink my fingers into the plush ass in front of me and thrust faster.

*Smack!*

“Aaahhhnnn!!!”

“That’s for not making Cottontail cum yet! Squeeze that cunt harder!”

Chrissy climaxes violently on my clitty, moaning and trembling all over as she presses her face against the tunnel wall. Her pussy throbs and clenches at me until I climax.

“I’m cumming, Megan!” I squirt my load deep inside Chrissy and I can almost feel the moment my seed kindles life in her belly.

*Smack!*

“Ahn!”

“Do more of the work next time if you’re going to be my big sister’s cocksleeve from now on!”

“Fffuck, I think I’m gonna piss myself, that was so good!” Chrissy cries.

*Smack!*

“Ahn!”

“Don’t you dare get Cottontail dirty, slut!”

Chrissy slides off my length to collapse on the floor while she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her body twitches involuntarily.

“Megan, I think you broke her…”

“If anyone broke her, it was definitely my big sis’s hot rod!” Megan asserts with perfect confidence.

“Well, that’s one down, and dozens more wombs to fill,” Lois says. “Actually, I happen to have a vacancy myself…” The dormouse MILF puts her hands on the wall, arches her back, and lifts her furry tail to present her curvaceous yet tiny peach. “Be a dear?”

“Not you too, Mom?”

“Just close your eyes and think of that human girl you’re sweet on.”

“T-that’s not the problem, Mom.” Despite being a middle-aged woman, she’s a beautiful dormouse with wide hips and a relatively large bust.

“My pussy is a bit loose from taking Peter so often, so use my ass if you need to; just finish in here,” she says, spreading her pussy lips.¹Ladonyx doesn’t endorse going ass-to-pussy IRL. Please be considerate of your partner and clean your tool between penetrations or change condoms! Even without a warmup, her entrance is gaping with her cervix fully visible.

I wipe the drool from my mouth. “B-but, but!”

“Cottontail, look at me,” Megan says while grabbing my face, “You’re the new head of the Warren. If you don’t take on Peter’s responsibilities, including breeding, they’ll think you’re weak. They’ll lose faith in you! You need to be strong for everyone, now. So, I’m going to need you to suck it up and put a baby in that belly even if she’s our mother!”

“For the Warren?”

“For the Warren.”

That’s right. Everyone’s counting on me! I can’t let them down!

“Sorry about this, Mom!” I step up behind her and thrust my cum and pussy-juice soaked stiffy in her bum-hole. All that lubrication helps me slide through her rosebud in a single stroke.

“Ahhh! That’s it, sweetie! Show me how much you’ve grown!”

“Don’t worry, Mom, Cottontail is really good at this!”

I am?

Mom’s ass feels so good on my clitty I forget that I stuck it in this hole by mistake—I wanted to get this over with quickly and wasn’t thinking! But this tight pucker squeezing the base of my stiffy while my tip delves into an ocean of warm softness…

“Mmm ahhhn! Mom, your butt is nice!” My hips are moving on their own as my hands fall naturally into place on her love handles.

“Mmmhmm, I’m glad you like it. You’re so much gentler than your father. He could hardly get off without making me scream, but this is wonderful. I think I could even finish like this!”

“Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll make sure your first time with Cottontail is amazing!” Megan crawls beneath us and takes Lois’s pussy in her mouth while I rail our mother’s ass.

“Ooohhh! Megan! When did you get so talented with your tongue?”

I don’t say little sis may have had to learn that skill to survive on Harpy Mountain…

My climax draws close, and I grip Mom’s waist tight as I pound her pucker.

“Cottontail, Megan, what did I do to deserve such great daughters? Ahhhnnn!!!”

Lois squirts her release into Megan’s open mouth, and my sister pushes me back before I can cum in Mom’s bum. “Let me clean you off first, Cottontail,” Megan says, taking my stiffy in her mouth.

“Such a dutiful daughter, and a loving sister!” Lois exclaims.

She bathes my member with her hot tongue before releasing me to align my tip with Mom’s gaping cunt. I push inside without resistance. It’s a fascinating experience having the texture of pussy without the grip I’m accustomed to. I wouldn’t even say it’s necessarily a bad thing.

It does mean I have to fuck her twice as hard and fast to reach climax.

*Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!*

“C-C-Cottontail! Ahh! Ahhh!! Aaahhhnnn!!!”

I creampie my own mother as she shudders in completion. Lois pops her pussy off me and slides to the ground beside Chrissy where the two of them slowly recover. Megan happily cleans me off again with her mouth.

Breathing heavily, I stand there having succeeded in both my duty to the Warren and in satisfying three women. As far as I’m concerned, it’s an accomplishment worth celebrating.

“Ahem!” a voice comes from down the hall.

To my shock and dismay, I see a line forming. Both mice and bunny girls are queueing around the corner with the expectation of going a round with me! Upon closer inspection, I see boy mice and bunnies in line too!

“B-but you boys can’t even get pregnant!”

Without Alex, that is…

“They want to show their deference to the leader of the Warren by offering themselves to your pleasure,” Gabby says as she strides over. “But that’ll have to wait. When everyone started disappearing instead of helping me move the Mole-men bodies, I figured it was something like this. I’ve got no problem with this as long as it happens back at my Hut so we don’t delay Alex any further!”

My kin all scramble to resume preparations to move except for Megan and I. When they’re all gone back to the hub, the Goblin girl drops her stoic mask.

“So, did it work?”

“Gabby!!!” Megan fusses.

“Did what work?” I ask.

My little sister turns to me all teary-eyed. “Oh, Cottontail! I swear I was telling the truth! I just wanted to get some alone time with you, honest!”

“There just so happened to be a side benefit. That is, if it worked,” Gabby belabors the point and Megan turns to glare in frustration at the Goblin girl.

“I don’t understand,” I say.

*Sigh.* “It did work. I’m tired and hungry like my body is ready to evolve.”

Gabby is elated by the news. “Three third-tier encounters, the Harpy Matron, Peter, and then Cottontail. Those along with your pregnancy just scrape by to qualify. I wasn’t sure it’d be enough since a true ‘encounter,’ even if it’s just sex, must have something at stake, but here we are.”

“It’s probably just Mouse Matron, though…”

“Regardless, an evolution is nothing to scoff at.”

“It’s a dead-end, though, right?”

Ah. I think I’m starting to understand why Megan doesn’t look happy.

“Correct. Unless you’re a Goblin, the only way forward after reaching Matron is Matriarch. Then, that’s it.”

“And those are the weakest of the third-tier and fourth-tier monsters.”

“Probably, yes. A mouse Matron should be the weakest of their tier compared against all monsters.”

“And there’s nothing after Matriarch? No mouse royalty?”

“Right. There’s a Rat King evolution, but it’s obviously on a different path. The Matron/Patron line is familial-type anyway, not leadership type.”

“So, if I don’t want to hit a dead-end, I’d have to find some way to evolve out of this path today.”

Gabby nods. Yeah, that seems impossible. We were lucky to all survive the battle with Peter.

Megan takes a deep breath and lets it out. “Okay.”

We have a moment of contemplative silence, followed by Gabby being unable to contain herself with regard to a certain topic, “It’d sure be something if we could mass-produce Matron or Patron mice and bunnies! Unfortunately, they’ve never been documented gathering together. I have a theory that Matron/Patron types secrete a pheromone that inhibits other monsters in the area from evolving along that same path.”

As Gabby continues to chat about her research hobby, I take Megan’s hand to reassure her it won’t be so bad as long as we’re together.

“Let’s go find Alex.”