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Paradise Breeding Farm Main Entrance, Rural Nowhere County, at 09:17 AM on Monday April 15th, 2024 (Day 1 of 7)

The holographic screen flickers brighter, and ARIA's voice drips with such condescension I can practically feel her rolling her virtual eyes at me.

"Oh, how precious. The bimbo wants a tutorial. Fine. But I'm only explaining this once, so try to get your two brain cells to pay attention."

Numbers and charts explode across the display—way too fast for me to, like, actually read them—but ARIA keeps talking anyway.

"Paradise Breeding Farm currently houses seventy-three monster girls across eight species. Twenty-two Catgirls, twelve of which are futanari. Fifteen Cowgirls, nine futanari. Eight Harpies, three futanari. Six Angel Girls, two futanari. Nine Demon Girls, all futanari because of course they are. Seven Foxgirls, four futanari. Five Snake Lamias, two futanari. And eleven Dog Girls, six futanari. Oh, and we have three Human Girls—your little breeding stock for cross-species experimentation."

I'm, like, totally trying to keep track but honestly the numbers are just swimming in my head. There are a lot of girls here. And a lot of girls with cocks. My pussy clenches involuntarily at the thought and I have to shake my head to focus.

"Your daily responsibilities are pathetically simple, even for you. Morning: Feed everyone. The dispensers are automated but you need to activate them and check for issues. Midday: Facilitate breeding sessions. Choose compatible pairs—same species unless it's a human getting stuffed—and make sure they actually fuck. The girls won't always cooperate, so you'll need to motivate them. Afternoon: Milk all pregnant girls' breasts and collect futa cock milk. Evening: Satisfy any remaining futa girls or they'll satisfy themselves on you. Got it?"

"Um, like, I think so?" I say, biting my lip.

"You think so. Wonderful. Your daily profit quota is fifteen hundred dollars. Breast milk sells for fifty per liter. Futa cum sells for seventy-five per liter. Offspring sales are handled automatically by me and deposited nightly. Your current balance is zero because you're a leech. Now get moving before the Demon futas start looking for relief and decide your holes are community property."

The screen winks out, leaving me standing there in my clothes—ugh, still wearing clothes—staring at the farm buildings ahead. The moaning and cooing is louder now. I can smell something sweet and musky on the air.

My nipples are already hard.

Your objective for this adventure is: Survive seven days of solo farm management—breeding monster girls, milking them daily, satisfying the futas, and meeting your profit quota—to prove to ARIA that you're capable of running Paradise Breeding Farm on your own.

Daily To do list : Morning: 1) Activate feeding dispensers and check all enclosures. 2) Check for any immediate issues with the girls. Midday: 3) Facilitate breeding sessions between compatible pairs. Afternoon: 4) Milk all pregnant girls' breasts. 5) Milk all futa girls' cocks. Evening: 6) Satisfy remaining futa girls to prevent aggressive behavior. Daily Quota: $1,500

Profit: 0