Now, let's go to bed...

There was a short discussion between the three members of the Runacathies, where after explaining that only one room was needed for my party, we were led to a spare room; but as I walked, I realized an error in my planning.

"I haven't made any rooms for you two. Three, actually." I say, pointing at the still-sleeping Carrie. "At least the bandit's staying at an Inn..."

"Oh, please don't bother. The only reason I'm still here is to say my goodbyes to my Little Sparrow when she wakes in the morn." Says Mako wistfully, tugging the chain of its bird-cage. "I just need space to spare; if you have any."

"Plenty."

It nods, it's feathers poofing out slightly in excitement. "Oh, but I do wonder what one like you does with a Domain... I imagine the ceilings aren't as high as I'd like, but it would be interesting to see."

"I will also not require a room." Says Eve, her calm voice taking on a slightly sinister tone. "I do not sleep."

"Carrie can sleep in my bed tonight." Says Cilla, the small thing still wrapped up in her arms. "It's large enough for both of us."

Having that squared away, I pry reality open, taking a comforted step into the pocket-home I had crafted. Mako quickly finds the perfect spot for his cage, off by the shoreline that a certain siren left for me. Gabriella rushes through the front door; vanishing off to her room in a hurry.

What was that about?

Having had dinner already back in the Dungeon, most head off to bed themselves; Eve simply standing out in the hallways. "Doing Calculations" She said, as if the concept of math was the same as "Day-Dreaming."

"Monster?" Calls Cilla. "My hands are full."

I see her doing her best to open the door with her feet, balancing on one foot, pawing at the knob with one of her still transformed hind-leg; the other doing a balancing act.

I help her with the door, asking. "How long will you be like this?"

"Until I cast another transformation." She says. "Unlike Elf and True Form, Hare and Cat are rather taxing to swap into and out of. I'll wait till the morning... besides, she loves my ears."

Brushing the Dungeon Core's pink locks of hair gently, Cilla smiles; a warm, homely aura coming out through just the subtle curve of her lips.

Quickly hiding a blush, I turn about, and head to my room. "Goodnight, Prissy."

"Goodnight, Monster."

I quickly head into my room; now flustered for some reason. _She wa_s so... beautiful. Not in a skimpy dress kind of way. In a... sunset on a hill kind of way."

There is a rattling on my door; the silencing mark only working one way.

"Monster." Calls Eve. "Let me in. I must speak with you."

Quickly asserting control over the blood rushing to my face, I open the door. "What about?"

The Compuro lets herself in, motioning for me to follow; I do so, leaving the door open.

"I have decided to become your Clinician." Says Eve, her screen displaying a smiling face. "So, from now on, I will be assisting your in controlling your base thoughts, primal actions, and most importantly; Cardinal Urge."

"How?" I ask, taking a seat on on my bed.

Her screen goes blank, and she motions at the door. From the hall, a half undressed Gabriella; wearing a purple breast-wrapping, and a matching pair of panties, pops out. Her cheeks are burning red, contrasting the flow of her short bob of green hair. Her curves are complimented perfectly by her height, with her large breasts bouncing from the force of each tip-toe.

"Um... hello." She says, closing the door quickly; as if trying to prevent her own escape. "This is a bit more... dramatic, than I was hoping."

Eve reclaims the conversation, saying. "I will need to know exactly what makes your mind function. Your quirks, kinks, needs, and desires. Then, I can temper your control over these things; allowing you to be yourself, even when you are in heated moments. Of course, this is just one aspect of this training; combat training begins tomorrow."

Gabbie slowly makes her way to the bed, the pounding of her heart going far from unheard to my powerful hearing. She slowly wiggles her round rear onto the bed; not out of seductive intent, but out of anxiety, being unable to smoothly transition from standing to sitting. The Clinician approaches, pulling away her hood, and hooking it onto my bedpost. Tied white wire's acting like dreadlocks flow down toward her back; under the rest of her clothes.

Eve stands behind the shaky Gabriella, asking a question in a new, unfamiliar tone; one of seduction and lust. "Gabbie. Why don't you explain why you are here?"

The machine slowly glides her hand down the Neophyte's belly, over her womb, and down to her covered pussy. She begins to rub at the purple cloth covering that most sacred of places. Seeing this, my pants tighten quickly; but I stay put.

"Mmm! Uh..." Gabbie stutters, moaning in between her words. "It all st-started on the Maiyo's Kiss..."

"You heard him and Prissy breeding like rabbits~" Eve chirps, her other hand now massaging Gabbie's left breast. "While you were stuck holding up a barrier; wetter than the sea."

"Ah... Yes." She groans. "I was so pent up after that. Then, I heard Ashes gloat about how big he was to Zana... then after he was with both of them; they wouldn't stop talking about it to me... it made me think of my... fantasies."

"What fantasies..." Asks Eve, her screen turning into a beating heart-shape.

The Priestess wriggles her hips, trying to get more sensation out of the fingers pressing against her other lips. "Of... ahhh~ Of being..."

"Say it." The Machine rubs faster; her other hand now groping Gabbie's breast tighter.

My sheets get a spray of wet discharge, as Gabbie calls out.

"Ahh! I wanted him to rape me!" She screams; her legs shaking, and her lips trembling. "I want him to pin me down! To bite me! To claw into me! To draw my blood! To fuck me so hard my mind shatters!"

My pants, while pliable, were only mere pants; my cock hardened violently at her words, and tore a hole clean through my trousers. Eve slowly walks over from the post-orgasm shaken Priestess, and grabs my cock with the hand soaked in her assistant's fluids. She locks her screen onto my shaft, and her grip is stern; the pliable material that makes up her "skin" feeling much like a firmer form of Sammy's outer membrane.

"More." Says Eve, not looking over to the girl she was speaking to.

"Then, I heard that he got another girl to join us; and knew he probably fucked her already." Says Gabbie, panting inbetween words; her eyes locked onto mine in a mix of lust, and anger. "When he hadn't even tried anything with me... it was so frustrating!"

Eve repeats her Incantaion from before, calling forth Vines from the ground; shattering my bedroom's floor.

"Hey!" I snarl, only for her to flick me on the ear; the pain being enough to shock me into a calm.

"It is a Domain. It will be fixed when you make it again tomorrow night." She reminds me, before beginning to stroke up and down each inch of my shaft; her other hand motioning towards Gabbie's direction, giving the vines a silent order.

The vines quickly snap around Gabriella's arms, legs and neck; pinning her down to the bed. Yet more vines tear off her breast-wrap and panties; her bouncing breasts and glistening pussy now exposed for me to see. Gabbie's whole face goes red, as she sheepishly looks up at me, towering over her helpless form.

"I will now begin my examination." Says Eve, once more speaking in a calm, plain tone, before quickly returning to her more seductive voice.

"Breed." She says.

My cock throbs harshly.

"Dominate."

Once more, it throbs.

"Harm."

Nothing happens.

"Kill."

Once more, no throbbing; if anything I soften slightly.

"Claim your treasure."

My cock quickly hardens again, pulsing painfully in Eve's tight grip.

"Rape."

My muscles jolt violently, as I nearly rip myself free of Eve to plunder the treasure beneath me; only to receive yet another flick to my pointed, sensitive ears. After this, I see numbers dart across Eve's screen; Gabbie still moaning and grinding against her bindings as much as she could in-front of me.

"Data secured. We will speak more tomorrow." Says Eve; releasing my shaft, and wiping her hand on my sheets. "Have fun, you two. The safe-word is Apple-Pie."

The Compuro girl reclaims her hood, and walks out of the door; leaving me, and a tightly bound Gabriella. Her eyes stare into me with more lustful anger as she writhes about, her breasts jiggling as she does so.

"Well?!" She whimpers; so furious at her inability to be pleased...

I grab her right thigh, and squeeze tightly, my claws digging into her skin. "Silence."

She stops her cries, the length of my cock now hanging over her belly. I place it against her, and pull her hair down.

"Look. That is how deep I'll be fucking you."

She shudders, her eyes darting up at my own, then back to the fourteen inches of fuck-meat that was about to ruin her.

"Be..."

"Gentle?"

"...Rough!"

I don't need to be told twice. Pulling back, I slam into her wet little hole as hard as I can; a trickle of red meeting with her clear flow of juices. I ravage with abandon; doing exactly as my new toy asked. The tightness of her pussy feels harsher than Eve's grip, as though her body were trying to milk out as much virile baby-batter to cook in this oven as possible. My knot slams her entrance and clit with each powerful thrust.

"Hurts! So! Good!" Gabbies screams out, her eyes rolling back. "Please, Lord! Break me!"

Lord? Oh, I like that...

My clawed hands grab roughly at her bouncing massive breasts; squeezing them with lustful vigor as I continued to hammer at the entrance to her womb with the tip of my cock. I lean in, biting into her shoulder; the taste of iron filling my mouth as blood flowed freely. My hands released her bouncing breasts, instead reaching to her back; claws running along her flesh, drawing more trickles of vita. Gabbie calls out, but only in garbled blabber; her mind overwhelmed with sensation.

She orgasms a second time, her pussy tightening harshly around my shaft as it ejects more wetness to lubricate me. I slam harder, and harder, and harder; finally fitting my knot into the once-virgin Priestess. My seed fires off, quickly filling her to the brim; the walls of her womb painted white with my mark. This wasn't enough, however, and I yank free that bulbous addition on my cock, and begin fucking her with yet more powerful thrusts. The gushing white flow being pounded out of her ruins my bed, but a second flood follows afterward; this time, allowing my knot to remain buried inside. Such strain is put on the vines binding her, that her hands and feet start to turn red.

Finally satisfied, I pull free from my toy; my pet. A gushing river of my fluids mixed with hers pours out, the vines unraveling as I say "Apple-Pie."

Gabbie, blood and cum staining her body, quietly uses an utterance of Restore; closing her sex-crazed wounds in an instant.

"Could... could you carry me to the bathing chamber?" She asks, her voice hoarse from screams of pleasure and pain.

"Of course."