Chapter 98: 96. Final Preparations for Charlatan Forest, Part 2 (R-18)

96. Final Preparations for Charlatan Forest, Part 2 (R-18)

*Performed with the Showbunny Stage Magician – One Fuzzy Mark!*

*Stone Ooze Lover – One Slime Mark!*

*Fuzzy Marks – Three*

Rodent Nose (Bunny, Mouse, Mole-man)n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Rodent Ears (Bunny, Mouse)

Mouse Predator Sense

Rodent Stature (Bunny, Mouse)

Bunny Patron Stature

Bunny Patron Longevity

Bunny Patron Strength

Rodent Tail (Bunny, Mouse, Playmate)

Mouse Balance

Playmate Anal Lube

Showbunny Stage Magician Tail

Showbunny Anal Adaptations

Rodent Legs (Bunny, Mouse, Playmate)

Bunny Hop

Good Digger

Lucky Rabbit Foot

(BP, SSM) Legs

Luck Magic

Rodent Cock (Bunny, Mouse, Mole-man)

Bunny Patron Cock

Bunny Stamina

(BP, SSM) Stamina

Mole-man Earth Magic

Bunny Patron Earth Magic

Mole-man Claws

Mole-man Summon Shovel

Bunny Patron Summon Carrot

Bunny Playmate Outfit

Showbunny Stage Magician Outfit

Showbunny Hat

Showbunny Performer’s Body

Hmm, looks like Performer’s Body (no clue what that does), Bunny Patron Strength, and Luck Magic (I heard the battle report from Flou explaining how Peter could manipulate luck) are all in reach. Huh, it seems like some hidden abilities become visible after I become aware of them. Whatever. I’ll leave that decision for later.

Showbunny Anal Adaptations is a very tempting luxury mark though… I think while eyeing Cottontail hammering her ass-pussy on Jonny’s cock like it’s the most addictive feeling ever (it is). Jonny himself looks lost in pleasure like he’s simultaneously getting anal and a blowjob from a lifelong harem expert. This ability must be enhancing Cottontail’s pleasure in addition to giving her lubrication, making her sphincter more receptive to cock, and changing her internal musculature to be more like a vagina.

It’s basically an anal-lover’s fantasy mark.

*Slime Marks – Two*

Slime Constitution

Slime Core

Slime Constitution (Jl

, Fz, Pk, Lg, Sm, Rd)

Slime Malleability

Slime Malleability (Jl, Fz, Pk, Lg, Sm, Rd)

Slime Mutability

Slime Amalgamation

Slime Mutability (Jl, Fz, Pk, Lg, Sm, Rd)

Slime Hair / Legs / Arms / Stature

(Rd, Pk, St) Slime Hair / Legs / Arms / Stature

Stone Ooze Body

Large Slime Stature

Jellyfish Slime Tentacles

Fuzzy Slime Flesh Shaping

Fuzzy Slime Fur

Pink Slime Restoration

Small Swarm Slime Multitasking

Red Slime Blood Magic

Stone Ooze Skin

Huh. “Gabby, what’s the difference between a Slime and an Ooze?”

“Hmm?” my Goblin wife looks up from enjoying Jonny and Cottontail fucking each other while she smothers Jonny’s face in her breasts. An academic question like this is about the only thing that can cause her to mentally shift gears out of ‘greedy Goblin’ mode. “Oozes don’t have cores. Rather, the core is dissolved throughout their body, allowing them to reconstitute from even a small piece. They’re generally more aggressive and persistent hunters than their Slime counterparts.”

All eyes turn to Brenda, sprawled before me with my dick in her cunt, still reveling in her well-fucked bliss. “That probably explains why I’m so hungry; especially since I haven’t figured out how to eat yet. My body is absorbing this cum though, and it’s really tasty.” She looks up at our probing expressions and frowns. “What? I’m not about to eat any of you no matter how delicious you taste. It’s not like I’d steal food from someone else’s plate; how is this any different?”

I’m suddenly very glad my ‘subdued cores’ and their previous bodies’ memories keep Flou and Brenda’s new instincts in check.

Stone Ooze Body might be very powerful, but I’m concerned what it’d do to my biology. It’s probably incompatible with creating new life. Stone Ooze Skin, on the other hand, sounds like a surface-level defense-boosting body modification. But would that decrease my sensitivity? Maybe an upgraded Amalgamation could incorporate it?

“Okay, time to gear up and head for the forest,” I say as I withdraw from Spindle and Brenda. My Webling lover proceeds to clean the cum from my shaft and eat out Brenda’s honey tunnel, much to the Stone Ooze’s pleasure.

“Agreed,” Gabby says with a regretful sigh as she straightens and redons her robes.

“Almost done!” Cottontail says as she finishes Jonny and herself with a rapid series of hip rolls on his shaft. This time her arcing cum splatters onto her own breasts.

Jonny gasps and shudders as he spends another load in the bunny girl’s secret chamber. “Fuck, this girl is trying to squeeze me dry.”

“Quit hogging our boyfriend, Cottontail,” Bonny says as she pulls her bunny girl leader off Jonny’s hot rod by the armpits.

“You’re not coming,” Gabby reminds Cottontail. “We need you to manage the new Warren.”

Our Wicked Webling finishes licking Brenda’s pussy and straightens. “Agreed. Spindle and the Harpies can defend the Hut from outside threats, but your kin won’t feel safe without you here to ‘protect’ them from us.”

“Oh, I suppose that makes sense,” Cottontail says, though she looks disappointed at not joining us.

Spindle tips the bunny girl’s chin up at her. “Don’t fret, you’ll be thoroughly entertained in their absence.”

That fires another blush on Cottontail’s face.

"So, I've been wondering," I say, "If the bunnies are 'Good Diggers' and tunnellers, why don't they boobytrap Fuzzy Field?"

Cottontail looks at me with bewilderment. "Booby-trap? Is that a monster?"

"You know, pitfalls and ankle-breakers?" I press, and realization dawns on my cute bunny girl. Understanding becomes confusion, anger, and frustration as implications come to mind.

"Ahem," Gabby interjects, "Those are essentially guerrilla tactics. Using them on predators would be tantamount to a declaration of war, which is what Peter seemed to fear the most. He preferred to sacrifice a portion of the Warren's inhabitants to satiate the enemy rather than commit to a strategic defense. I doubt a third-tier monster can realistically be neutralized by a pitfall, for example."

I see. It comes down to Peter's bullshit politicking. The Warren's continued existence is more important than defending the bunnies and mice who live in it. Perhaps bunnies once defended their territory this way, but forgot under Peter's rule. "Well, we are fighting a war, so it makes more sense to have the bunnies do what they do best (dig) rather than teach them to how to fight in an ancient Greek phalanx. Cottontail, do you think you can rediscover the lost art of booby-traps?"

"Yes, I mean, I get the idea." The Showbunny's face tightens in determination to help her people re-learn to defend themselves.

"Great! The rest of you can help secure the area and coach Cottontail on teaching. I'm not sure how well they'll take to this idea, but I'd like to have them ready to participate in the war by the day after tomorrow if necessary," I say, and Cottontail nods.

Our Stone Ooze climbs to her feet and musters her own resolve. “You said you’re going to the forest? Then I’m coming,” Brenda says.

“Eh?”

She sees the confusion on my face and reminds me, “I was born there, remember?”

Thinking back, I do remember her saying something to that effect when we met. Wow, that feels like such a long time ago, but it was only a few days. That said, they were really long days! I can’t be held responsible for remembering literally everything…

I shrug, deciding to accept her offer. “Great, so you want to help us out?”

Brenda nods with determination. “I can finally start repaying all I owe you, Alex.”

Jonny strides over and takes her hand. “I’m going where you’re going!”

“Um, Jonny,” I begin, “It’s not safe. I’m strong, but I can’t guarantee nobody around me gets hurt when we’re surrounded by trees, any of which could be Treefolk in disguise…”

The young man frowns but remains adamant. “The last time Brenda and I were separated, she nearly died. She did die. I watched her body dissolve in front of me before we were reunited.”

Overwhelmed by his love, Brenda kisses Jonny. As they pull apart, an idea surfaces on Brenda’s face. “Maybe we can stay together, and I can keep you safe…”

With that, Brenda steps into Jonny the way he accidentally got his head stuck inside her after the transformation. Her body seems to flow around his despite staying rock solid by reshaping moment to moment. Half a minute later, Jonny stands in our midst a changed man.

His body is covered in stone from head to toe except for his face. The smooth sculpturing fits over him like a bodysuit revealing the shape and curve of his every muscle from abs to biceps and buttocks. Even his cock and balls are on ‘display’ like an ancient human codpiece, though his doesn’t exaggerate the true size of his bulge. He looks somewhere between a naked statue and an armored knight.

“Wow,” Jonny says as he flexes his fingers. The Stone Ooze armor moves smoothly with him, and he smiles as he bumps his fists together with a loud ‘clack.’

“Approved,” Gabby announces after analyzing his new physique. “Now we can leave.”

The hut’s door slams open and Megan barges inside, her gait wobbly from jelly legs after the extensive royal oral treatment she received from Rosie and Monal. “I’m coming too!”

“Megan?” Cottontail says as she stares in shock at the outburst.

Gabby shakes her head. “Out of the question. Joining the Warren mission was one thing, and this is another. We were only expecting Peter as our enemy then; the presence of Mole-men surprised us. Things would’ve turned out very differently if Spindle hadn’t eliminated most of the Mole-men before the battle started. As Alex, said, there will be hidden enemies in the woods that may attack from unexpected angles.”

“Gabby is right,” Brenda says, having formed her face on Jonny’s stone chest. Megan startles and backs away from the sight for a moment before calming herself. “The Forest is dangerous, and I can only protect Jonny like this.”

I sigh. “Megan, I already said you don’t have to earn your place at my side. Gale, Cottontail, and Flou all want you to be safe.” I’m trying not to be too blunt and avoid saying we don’t need her to fight. Nobody was going to guilt Bonny for staying behind.

She meets my eyes and I see a hardness in her emerald gaze I wasn’t expecting. “Alex, I qualified to evolve into a Mouse Matron tonight.” Bonny gasps and holds her mouth.

Huh, fighting against a Harpy Matron, a Mole Patron, and (presumably) sex with a Showbunny Stage Magician, plus a pregnancy. None of those are exactly prestigious third-tier encounters, as far as I'm aware. I bet she just barely qualified. Congrats, though.

“You know there’s nowhere for me to go after that. It’s the weakest third-tier monster, while you and Cottontail and Gale and the others will keep getting stronger. Today is my last chance to become something more. Please, let me come.”

“Megan, what are you thinking?” Bonny asks while striding over with tears in her eyes. “You’re going to be a Mouse Matron, the first in generations! The second strongest in the Warren after Cottontail! You’ll have your pick of the guys every night. Not to mention a third-tier is a third-tier; you’ll be able to beat up Orcs and Dire Wolves on your own! And don’t act like ‘Matriarch’ doesn’t exist! You could outlive all us mice and become a fourth-tier someday. Stewie is dead. Our brothers and sisters are being eaten and you could protect them, but you’d risk throwing it all away for a chance?”

“Yes!” Megan shouts, taking us all aback. “Because it’s my life. My life.”

We stand there stunned at her declaration.

“I’ve changed my mind,” Brenda says. “Please let her come. I know how frustrating living in this world can be. Jonny, can’t we walk behind her and protect the little mouse?”

“Of course, babe,” Jonny says.

“Megan, if that’s how you really feel…” Cottontail says with her arms open for a hug.

The mouse girl approaches her sister but stops short while sniffing the mysterious white liquid on Cottontail’s breasts. “You've all been having sex without me!” Megan grabs Bonny for a kiss with tongue and pulls away licking her lips. “I knew I smelled Cottontail on your breath! You got one of her loads, damn it, but this one is mine!” She dives for her sister’s chest to lick up all the spilled cum decorating them.

“Ahn!” Cottontail moans as she holds her sister’s head to her breasts.

“Oops, yeah, no hard feelings though, right?” Bonny apologizes.

Megan finishes and looks up to squint at Jonny and sniff, “He’s got your scent on him, maybe I should return the favor…”

“Hey! He’s my boyfriend! Get your own!”

“There’s an idea,” Megan suggests, “I’ll let him fill me up so you can eat me out. Then we’ll be even.”

Rolling my eyes at their antics, I return to mission, “Flou, can you please help protect Megan?”

“You got it, boss,” Flou3 says as she reverts to bunny-eared Fuzzy Slime and then back to clothes as she splashes herself onto Megan. This time the mouse girl is the one equipped with a ruby-studded fur bikini. I decide to go without my crab armor to enjoy the sun on my green scales. Photosynthesis for the win!

“If that’s what we’re doing, then fine,” Gabby nods. “Now we can leave.”

Gale bursts through the open doorway in a blur of blue and green wings and feathers. “If Megan is going, I’m coming too!” We all look at her skeptically. She raises a claw in ‘crane’ stance. “Gale can protect herself!”