Monster Breeder

135.5 Bonus Chapter! (Sue, R-18)

“You’re so smart, Megan! My and Sue’s egg and your baby can all be siblings. I love this plan!” Gale happily chirps as we make our way along paths dimly lit by Dark Magic torches and the golden glow of my hair. “That includes Cottontail’s mom and that one fluffy bunny girl, right? Hmm, they’re not our wives, but it’ll mean more brothers and sisters for our Chicklins! Oops, I meant Fuzzies! Silly Gale is silly! They’re all be Cottontail’s—and I love Cottontail! They’ll all be Alex’s too, and she’s the best. You’re the best too, Megan, of course~” she coos, trying to nuzzle me while we walk. It puts her at an awkward stoop to reach the top of my head, but that only makes me laugh as I stand on my tiptoes and kiss her cheek.

My beautiful avian wife’s perky voice is music to my ears. I could fall asleep listening to her prattle about nothing like the melody of raindrops gently pattering on the roof of my burrow.

I just explained the plan to her, us splitting off to grab Sue for Alex to impregnate before settling in for the night.

Speaking of my slippery amphibian retainer, I find Sue’s tiny artificial pool where Alex told me to look, but there’s someone unexpected sitting on the tiled lip of the tiled tub. “Diane?” I tentatively begin, recognizing her as one of my distant, not-so-distant cousins.

Although it’s difficult at any rate to sneak up on someone while you’re radiating light from the hair on your head and fur on your paws, we somehow managed it. Diane the lop-eared bunny girl startles at her name, withdrawing her paw from Sue’s mouth while instinctively retracting her legs after being intruded upon. The Froglin’s dilated pupils shrink to pinpricks of fear when my voice finally registers. Diane’s fingers glimmer and drip with feminine fluids—caught red-handed, or cum-handed? Ah, they were both so engrossed they didn’t notice our approach.

I arch an eyebrow at the scene, Diane soaked with saliva to the knee, Sue sinking deeper into the water until only her apprehensive face is exposed, and ask, “Sue… have you been good?”

Diane’s distress cracks first, the bunny girl laughing at the question before her gaze turns positively lurid, her voice husky as she fans herself with her lop ears, “Mistress Megan, if I may, Sue has been very bad, though I do hope she does worse before the night is through~”

I love the sound of that honorific on the Fuzzy folk’s tongue. It makes me want to stick that pretty mouth where I’m hot and wet! Even better that it’s a sexy bunny like Diane saying it; she’s leggy and busty in all the ways that make predators drool. I don’t blame Sue for a second, though it’s fun to make the cute Froglin squirm.

“Sue has been bad?” Gale questions with guileless dismay.

Chuckling, I open my mouth to connect the dots for my delightfully birdbrained wife when another source of light comes near.

“There you are, Megan! Good thing you glow in the dark, because I can’t track by scent with the wolfsbane plants so near.” It’s Suka, Isabella, and Moka!

The sight of two potent predators, one of whom literally radiates power in waves of burning heat, gives Diane pause—it’s not possible to erase a lifetime of ingrained instinct in a single night—but my presence and the sight of Moka’s comfortable confidence at their side eases the lop-eared bunny’s nerves.

“Not to be rude,” I say to the trio with a smile tweaking the corner of my lip, “But what are you all doing here?”

Suka chuffs and throws her arms behind her head, hands in her flaming hair, making her slender tits bounce appealingly. My eyes, and those of the other ladies present, automatically ogle at the tantalizing motion. What can I say? We’re all appreciators of feminine charms—even modest ones like Suka’s—and the wolf girl has the looks, self-assurance, and not to mention the power of personality, to turn any lesbian’s head. “Well, you did invite me for ‘play date,’ didn’t ya, Sparky?”

Arcs of static discharge around me as I reply, “I’m not kicking you out of ‘bed,’ but that’s a no.”@@novelbin@@

“Tch, I’ll get the hang of nicknames eventually,” Suka grumbles.

“I like mine!” Isabella pats her Mate on the arm affectionately.

I do recall saying Suka and her sexy retainers could join my next session with Sue after the wolf girl got turned on by my recounting of events at Vari’s forest spring. “Sure, we can have a quicky here before heading back to Alex.”

“Nice!” Suka celebrates before turning to the lop-eared bunny girl at the edge of the pool, “Hey, you’re the bunny who brought us fruit when we arrived.” Drool leaks from her mouth while her gaze drinks in the Lapine beauty, “Are you still offering peaches and pears?”

Diane gives a light titter at the banter, seeming flattered by the attention (especially with present company accounted for), “Oh, yes~ The name’s Diane, by the way. Actually, my partner, Tricia, was the one carrying peaches and pears. My arms were full of cumquats,” her eyes dart to Isabella’s large, flaccid cock and back to Suka.

“Yeah, the tasty-looking mouse,” the fiery-haired wolf girl nods while looking around expectantly, “Where is she?”

“Tasty? That’s an interesting choice of words.” The lop-eared bunny’s cheeks flush bright red, then she slowly turns to Sue as she replies, “Hmm, she can’t have gone far. In fact, I expect she’s giving someone indigestion as we speak.”

All eyes fall on Sue, who sinks into the water up to her eyebrows in embarrassment. Ah, she really has been bad! Or, at least, bad~

My muscles tremble with pent-up energy as my mind returns to falling in the lake, swimming for my life, getting swallowed alive, almost falling asleep in that slimy, cozy, chamber with the walls hugging my form so tightly… hearing her heart beat scant inches from my ear… being completing at the mercy of another who dominates me utterly and wholly—my very left held like a candle in the wind shielded from the blustering by a gentle hand… Fuck me, I’m turned on!

Sue awakened this perverted side of me that enjoys both total submission to and absolute mastery over my partner in turns. It’s all her fault, and I love her for it! My gorgeous, wonderful, Froglin lover! I’m dripping and hot and my heart is racing.

Isabella’s pupils dilate. Moka’s pussy starts leaking like a faucet. Gale looks more befuddled than ever. It seems I’m not the only one…

Steam practically shoots from Suka’s ears as the wolf girl suddenly sees the scene in a new light, and she swallows audibly. “G-got started without us, huh?”

“Chrissy, where are we going? It’s almost bedtime. I need to go find Alex and the others,” Cottontail asks as she’s led by the hand around the corner of the nearest pavilion and into view.

How the heck did everyone manage to find this spot at the same time???

“I told you—there’s something I need help with in pri… vate,” Chris trails off midsentence when she realizes they just stumbled into the last place she’d want to go to have my precious, innocent Cottontail all for her selfish self. The angora bunny always did have fluff instead of brains between her ears.

It’s too much. Too, too much! It should’ve been me, not her! It’s not fair… I’m not the one cradled in that velvet prison of soft Froglin flesh, and I need to take out all these rampaging emotions on someone.

Stomping forward, I lash out and grab Chris by the cunt, two digits digging into the horny rabbit’s coochie while my thumb hovers over her clit.

“AAAHHHNNN!!!~” A crackling sound and faint flashes of light let everyone know why Chris instantly goes weak in the knees, lurid liquid love and more embarrassing fluids gushing from between her legs as I drag her forward—her tongue lolling limp out of her mouth.

“Sneaking off with my Cottontail, eh? You’ve been a naughty girl, Chrissy. A very, very naughty girl. It seems my lesson from earlier didn’t sink in. We’ll have to try something a little more extreme.” I pull Chris to the edge of the pool and lean her out over the water with my electric-powered strength, nothing but the tips of her paws keeping her from falling in, letting her see the hungry Froglin lying in wait.

“P-p-pause! Pause, pause, pause, pwease! Can we talk for a sec?” Sue says, raising her hands in a ‘hold up’ gesture. Chris and I blink in surprise at the hesitation we’re seeing from the cold-blooded predator. “Awe you okay with this, Chwissy?” Sue asks with genuine concern.

“M-me?” Chris wonders, seemingly confused by her reprieve from ‘punishment.’ “Sheesh, what a thing to ask a girl in trouble… Should I take advantage of the opportunity to escape, or…?” The angora bunny seems more like brier rabbit contemplating the briar patch as a subtle smile plays across her face.

A horrible, terrible thought occurs to me. What if my Froglin retainer is the one with second thoughts? “Sue, you seemed fine after we did it at the spring…” I say, recalling our meeting through a rosy filter of fondness, although the very act of speaking the words tells me they aren’t sufficient. “Are you alright?”

“Trust me, she’s been diddling herself underwater with Tricia inside her, sucking on my toe-beans while I convince her into squeezing me in there too,” Diane reports, giving her mound of Venus an enticing caress with the tips of her fingers. “We’ve been having a grand time of it~”

Chris gulps, squirming in my grip as more juices sluice along her thighs.

“B-b-but, we talked!” Sue reminds, rising from the pool in her agitation, revealing her vastly distended tummy. My eyes bulge at the ripe curve of her abdomen, the figure of a writhing mouse girl vaguely outlined in taught skin, moans of pleasure audible through the thin membrane, and wetness streaks down my legs in rivulets as my core buzzes with excitement. Diane grins fiendishly at her partner wriggling inside. Chris bites her lip, and shivers. Gale gasps in shock. Moka moans, reaching between her thighs to touch herself. Cottontail’s clitty stiffens in erection alongside Isabella at full mast. Then Suka gives a wolf whistle that sends Sue ducking back below the surface. Head rising above the water, the Froglin glares at Suka (shutting the wolf up) before glancing at me, then back to Diane. She lowers her head in shame, meek as a Lamby. “D-don’t act like I pounced on you without so much as a word.”

The lop-eared troublemaker grins and nods, “Oh, that’s right. I almost forgot about the whole speech you gave about risk-mitigation and safety precautions. I was so horny after hearing about how amazing the sex was going to be it slipped my mind. Why, Miss Froglin, I do believe you seduced me~” At Sue’s hurt expression, she backtracks, “Too much? Sorry, sweety; didn’t mean to upset you. Yes, she was exceedingly careful with Tricia as if we were training for a dangerous sport instead of kinky sex.”

“It is dangewous!” Sue sullenly objects while refusing to meet anyone’s eyes. “It’s not safe without someone to bwing help if you get stuck; I could get too tired to pull them out aftewwawd or fall asleep in a ‘food coma.’ But I mostly wowwy about whoeverw I eat having a panic attack when they’we… inside me. They could huwt themselves stwuggling. Othewwise, thewe’s plenty of room, air, and it takes hourws for my tummy to make acid. Slow metabolism.”

I get the feeling there’s some buried baggage in my darling Froglin’s past, and decide to push, “Sue, I don’t like you avoiding my question, earlier. Please, tell me, is there something serious bothering you?”

Sue sighs with gloomy resignation. “Megan… I have a confession. Befowe, at the spring, Vawi made me do… awful things.” The Froglin refuses to go in-depth, but the others and I can guess. “I alweady told Alex, and she embwaced me despite knowing evewything. It’s fine if you don’t, though. I undewstand if you can’t l-love a killew.”

I should’ve known that Eeling bitch would force my gentle Froglin to participate in their sick games. Of course she’s scarred inside. Of course ‘punishing’ Chris the way I’d intended would trigger that trauma.

“Sue…” Oh, God Beast, I hate that fragile smile waiting for damnation. I only want to see her genuinely happy! (Or torturously ecstatic, if she’s into that.)

Then Suka jumps in before I can reply.

“No offense, but isn’t that a bit melodramatic? It’s like the old saying, ‘You may as well ask me if I remember how many breads I’ve eaten in my life.’ Us predators do what it takes to survive in this world.”

Grammer aside, I get her point. Isabella nods along, but Moka frowns and puts a steadying hand on the Flamestalker’s elbow. “I love you, Suka, but please be more sensitive about your prey’s feelings. I may be a kinky bunny bitch, and the Fuzzy folk of this colony may have taken Lady Alex’s and Mistress Cottontail’s teachings to heart, but everybunny has lost sommouse. Forgiveness is a personal gift I’m happy to bestow, not something you’re owed.”

I agree with Moka. Just because Gale’s innocence is something I treasure about her, and I fully intend to love Sue despite her past, doesn’t mean my ‘forgiveness’ is a worthless thing to be tossed before swine. Er, I probably shouldn't use that phrase in front of any Orcs or Goblins. It may be considered offensive…

“Sue, if you need to hear me say it, I don’t blame you for what Vari did. Feel free to play like this with anyone here, with or without me, as long as you’re being safe. I’m sorry for not considering what might trigger that trauma before getting carried away with my desires. Hmm, we should calm things down before they get too intense, probably.” As much as my horny, sadistic side would prefer otherwise, I need to prioritize Sue’s mental wellbeing.

Receiving my benediction completely mollifies the melancholy Froglin, who perks up with a new lease on life, “But I’m fine, now, twuly! Let’s just relax and have fun.”

“What doesn’t make sense to me,” Diane asserts, “Is how you can be so enthusiastic about this kink if all you’ve had are negative experiences.”

That’s right, Sue never had a chance to get a prey monster alone for consensual sex before me. She would’ve only had her siblings and cousins to play with in the forest spring.

The Froglin girl flushes and tries hiding her face with webbed hands, “The Koi would take tuwns playing ‘pwey’ with me when we wewe boawd… so pwetty often. They always felt amazing in my tummy, and they’d even dwaw lots to decide who got to go next. That, and the sounds they made in my belly… they must’ve enjoyed themselves a lot! But, evewything changed when Vawi caught us in the act.”

So, her trauma poisoned something she used to love? No wonder her feelings aren’t straightforward.

Diane nods with understanding, then turns to the rest of us, saying, “I may be lust-drunk and biased, but the three of us were having an awesome time before Megan and Chris struck a nerve on accident. (Not trying to blame either of you.) Tricia and I wouldn’t consent to something this dangerous if Sue wasn’t so confident and concerned with our safety—I was the one pushing the limits. If this is something Sue enjoys so much, maybe she should work through her issues instead of cutting them out of her life? A positive experience might help her get past the old trauma.”

“That. I vote in favor of that,” Suka unhelpfully pipes back up. Moka and Isabella both nod emphatically.

“Megan, my head hurts! Eating people is definitely wrong, right? But Sue isn’t a bad girl… Gale is so confused!”

I temporarily release Chris to embrace and reassure my avian wife, pulling her down to my level and brushing her hair, “Gale is a good girl, and so is Sue. She’s not eating people; she’s just swallowing and unswallowing them, so they feel good. We’ll be safe, with people we trust nearby to help in a pinch, and it sounds like Sue had a talk with Diane and Tricia first—that’s important, too.

“I wasn’t really mad before; Chrissy and I are… playing pretend.” I glance at the horny angora bunny, who reluctantly mumbles an affirmative while idly twiddling her thumbs in embarrassment. “Or, at least, we’re enjoying the roles we fell into. It just sort of happened this morning. I would’ve taken it to the next level without us having a conversation if Sue hadn’t said anything, so I’m grateful to her. The two of us should probably spell things out before getting into any kink as crazy as this.” Actually harming Chris never crossed my mind, but my brain got so clouded with lust that I almost potentially crossed a line.

“Yeah, ‘Safe, Sane, Consensual,’” Diane recites, “Or, rather, ‘R.isk-A.ccepted C.onsensual K.ink,’ I guess. Personally, I feel exceedingly safe with Alex and Cottontail in charge of all these predators. Not to mention we Fuzzy folk aren’t the only source of food anymore. I think it’s natural that we’d turn our greatest fear into a sex act to help us process the ordeal of living as prey for years.”

“Sheesh,” Chris rubs her arm with a frown, “Megan, it’s so fucking sexy when you do things to me; I was cumming my brains out from having you grab me by the cunt and feed me to a predator. But it’s so damn awkward having to individually consent to every little thing! Please, for the love of the God Beasts, just give me a fucking Safeword and shove me down thunder-thigh-frog’s throat in front of Cottontail and all Fieldton, already! I’ve been so very bad, and I need to be punished~!”

And I so very much want to smack her bratty ass as she goes down!

“I… think I get it,” Gale hesitantly ventures, gaining confidence as she goes, “Sex is all about shoving things into other things, so this isn’t any different! Phew, that makes me feel a lot better! Thanks, Megan!” She dips her head to kiss me softly on the lips before backing away to let us resume where we left off. How considerate!

“I-if that’s all trwue, then I’ll be alwight taking herw too,” Sue reassures, referring to Chris’s speech.

“You can fit Chrissy and Tricia?” I ask, already impressed with the distension of her stomach.

“Mmm-hmm, stretchy,” Sue asserts while poking at her belly. Obviously, a frog monster has abilities related to swallowing and trapping prey since they don’t have teeth or claws.

Nodding with satisfaction at the Sue resolution, I turn to my sexy victim, “Alright, Chrissy, your Safeword is ‘sesquipedalian.’”

“Sesqui-wha?”