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I've finally managing to teach a slime what a pentagon is, only occasionally interrupted by Trixie making some Earth joke I didn't get; something about a guy name Lyle and TV's? There were arguments and jokes about who had fives or ones in which qualities in the Q.U.E.S.T. system, as well as a meal; seeing as we were already in the kitchen when supper came around. Unfortunately, halfway through the discussions, Carrie, who had been napping through the whole thing, pulled Cilla off to go play in her room; Trixie following as soon as she heard they were playing House. I look around at the different groupings at the tables.

"I think I really deserve an average of four in Strength at least." Scott says, pushing up his glasses. "I mean really, there can be two of me, and I can stop time."

"Yeah, but your weapons are little needles." Says Ashes, twiddling her thumbs. "Zana can blast a guy in half with one spell-shot, and she's a four."

"I-I really don't want to argue. I think Scott's probably a four too." The mousey mage pulls her hat lower.

The tired tailor sighs. "Three it is; a high three."

Anaz gives a sneaky low-five to Ashes. ".mih toG"

At another table, Kaki and Gabbie are doing much the same; with that strange little Kappa-Spirit, Yori, waddling about. Yori was just barely tall enough with his strangle sandals to peak over the table, his rosy cheeks puffed up in apparent frustration.

"Oh come on, Mistress. I should get a score too!" He argued, slapping himself a few times.

She laughed under her breath. "Yori, you're a part of me; should I rank my breasts as well?

"Well, yeah!" He pokes at the small-chested Oni. "Their stealth skills are unmatched!"

The glare the poor little Kappa, who decides the best choice would be to return to his state of non-physicality; his form splattering into a mass of ink-thinner, absorbing into Kaki's pale skin like parchment.

Gabbie looks up to her staff as this unfolds. "Is this what it looks like when I'm talking to you, Lord Brother?"

"Yep." The God of Martyrs replies; a small chuckle in his voice.

The poor priestess frowns a bit. "Oh my..."

Besides the small bits of bickering; it was actually rather satisfying. I had set out to organize our group, created a system by which to execute the plan, and it... worked. Rapid success was a rarity, for me at least; usually I had to be stabbed or maimed first before anything good happened. With a yawn, I realize just how late it was getting. Not wanting to bother the others as they worked, I slipped out of the dining hall, and headed right to my room; somewhat surprised to see Eve standing by my door.

"Oh, hey Eve." I stop by the doorway. "I thought you'd be with the others; talking about QUEST."

"I've already calculated my exact strengths and weaknesses within the system." She replies, her display flickering through several lines of equations. "I'm satisfied with the results. Either way, I've come to check in on your health; your arms, in particular."

"Oh, sure. Come on in." I open the door, leading the Compuro Clinician inside.

I seat myself on the bed; extending out my right arm for examination. Eve's display gives a simple smile as she sits by me, gripping my arm and looking over it with the immaculate calculus only she could manage.

"Muscular atrophy absent. Reflexes at optimal levels. Elemental qualities are still recovering; have you been eating elements at regular intervals as I recommended?"

I shrug. "A bit; it's hard to tell when I'm... full?"

"It will feel like you're about to pop; at which point, you should eat slightly more to expand the amount you can reserve. Think of it like stretching out your stomach, but without the health complications of being overweight." She adds, looking over my left arm; repeating her words as she examines it. "I would suggest use of the Crow's Nest of the Lamb-Chop for optimal Light intake, and one of the older, abandoned rooms down below deck for Darkness. However, be careful when consuming just over your capacity; it may cause you to uncontrollably release your flame."

"Yeah yeah, sounds bad." I work my arm at the shoulder; cranking it around in circles. "Are we done?"

"I do believe so." The Compuro rises from my bed. "I would have liked to have engaged in urge control training, but you seem to have a guest."

I look over to the door, seeing Zana poking her head into the room. "H-hi."

Eve swiftly leaves the room, putting a seemingly shameful distance between herself and Zana; her guilt over the Bose incident being clear in the act. The mousey mage closes the door, and nervously walks to my bedside, seating herself by me as she takes off her hat, resting it over the bed' frame.

She smiles meakly. "M-Monster, do you mind if I sleep with you tonight? I mean, not like, just sleeping..."

"I know what you mean." I wrap an arm around her, feeling the warmth of her touch on my scales; I look over her, worryingly. "I know you said you were ok after what happened; are you s-"

The words are stolen from my lips by Zana's own; she lets out a raspy, little squeak of a sentence. "I will be."

I don't argue, pressing against her as I tug at my shirt, pulling it off between locking lips with the whimsical woman before me. She does much the same, snatching off her vest, then stumbling nervously with her blouse. I help her pull it up, seeing a pair of modestly perky breasts bounce down from the swift undressing. She instinctively covers them, half giggling, half whining as seems nervous to present herself.

"Zana." I pull her closer, looming over her. "I've already seen you naked; what is there to fear?"

"That was... d-different. Ashes was there, and-"

I quiet her up by pulling down my trousers with a hardy tug, the mass of Monster-Meat popping out like a hungry snake; certainly, mouse was on the menu. She gasped I pulled her closer, my throbbing cock pressing up against her as I sat her on my lap. She was seeing exactly how deep I would he going.

"It... it got..."

"Bigger." I finish her sentence, smiling. "You could barely handle it last time; are you sure you can take it now?"

The hand I had at Zana's back felt the full-body shudder that went down her spine. "G-Gods..."

Holding her with one arm, I pull Zana up off the bed, and slipping into her skirt with a finger catching her undergarments as well; yanking the pair off of her with alarming speed. The glistening between her legs was like a gemstone, her entire body waiting desperately for me. Even standing, I could tease the lips of her small, elvish pussy with the tip of my cock; my knot throbbing violently, as if it were begging for something to lock within. Just then, something slams the floor of my room.

Zana's Boomstick, sliding out of her hat.

She snaps out of the moment, turning to the loud noise of wood on wood. "Oh, s-sorry."

"Oh, no; its fine." I grow a wicked smile, my dirty mind hatching a most devious idea. "Zana, you put your arms behind your back.

I pick up the Boomstick with my tail as she nervously obeys. I slid it under her arms, then wrap my tail around her arms, and her weapon. Suddenly, it was if she was weightless; held aloft by the enchantment of her weapon. I let go of her with my right hand, letting her float; pussy pressed against the tip of my overwhelming shaft. Seeing this, she turned a tad pale in the face, then blushed furiously.

There was a small squeak, like that of a mouse, when I drew her in with my tail; slamming her pussy down to my knot in a half-a-second. I hadn't intended such a deep thrust for my first act, nor had I expected to fit so snuggly inside. Zana's eyes went wide, and her voice was a silent, shocked rasp. Concern lifting my head from the gutter, I check to see if I've hurt her; damning mself all the while.

Only to see a glowing mark, right where her womb would be; in the shape and hue of a sapphire heart.

"It helps you bigger, monster-y guys 'fit in.'"

So that's what Maiyo's blessing does...

"Agh, it... feels... funny..."

Zana's stupor brought me out of my own. Her eyes were watering as she grounder herself against my knot, looking absolutely shell-shocked with pleasure. Her hands, shaking as if afflicted with Vibrosis, grabbed onto my shoulders.

"M-Mooore!" She begged, seeming half-mad as her eyes flickered madly between many colors.

I gave her just that, lifting her up with my tail, then slamming her back down onto me. The tightness of her body felt stretched beyond what should be possible, even for a "stretchy elf." Her eyes rolled back as I continue this motion repeatedly, trying to get deeper each time; seeing how far this blessing went. It helped that her moans were so deliciously adorable...

"B-babies... going to ha-haaave!" She seemed drunk on the stimulation, something that made me want only to go harder, deeper; to fill her with as much of my seed as I could.

To breed her; properly.

I tired of the floating sex; snatching away the Boomstick as I grabbed her hips with both hands. As she fell to the bed, I drove in from atop her; hitting as deeply as I could with each thrust. Again and again, I hammer into her like a maniac, her moans growing ever more broken, and her fingers digging deeper into my back. Finally, I hit my limit; just as a loud *pop* filled my ears. My knot slipped in, swelling as load after load of molten hot white filled Zana's wanting womb. The blue symbol on her skin began to glow brighter, then brighter still; her belly slowly expanding as I felt my heavy balls emptying.

I nearly collapse onto her; stuck rooted into her like a key jammed in a lock. With my arms shaking, I slowly lift Zana up from the bed, and seat myself. Between heavy breaths, I speak.

"Zana? Are you ok?" I ask, clarity finally returning to me after such a hefty release.

She squeezes with her fingers; her whole body shaking. "G-Good Gods... that... lovely..."

Zana flops onto me, fast asleep; her pounding heart hammering away like a fast-paced metronome. I lay back slowly, as to not disturb her; my tail snagging the blanket, and dragging it over us. I yawn, feeling the Seknium not far from me now.

I whisper as the light of consciousness fades. "Goodnight Zana."

Only, as my senses finally snap into that familiar dreamworld; it was not Zana who answered back.

"Goodnight, Monster."