Continue watching Crimson and Blaze's breeding session to completion

Paradise Breeding Farm, Rural Nowhere, at 12:47 PM on Monday, April 15th, 2024 (Day 1 of 7).

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Blaze's scarlet hips pump steadily forward, her thick cock disappearing into Crimson's purple pussy with each measured thrust. The wet sounds of their coupling fill the enclosure—slick, rhythmic, intimate. Crimson's tail coils around Blaze's thigh, pulling her deeper.

"That's it," Crimson moans, her voice dripping with pleasure. "Fill me up. I want every drop."

I shift on the bench, my swollen belly making comfort impossible. The dress Mira gave me rides up slightly and I'm acutely aware that I'm bare underneath, cum still occasionally leaking from my thoroughly used holes.

Beside me, Kara leans forward, her crimson skin glistening. "See how Blaze controls her pace? That's restraint. When we're not starved for release, we can actually enjoy the process."

"Hours without relief turns us into animals," Tasha adds quietly, her ears drooping slightly. "I'm... sorry about earlier."

Before I can respond, footsteps echo from the observation area entrance. Three human women enter—all naked like the beast girls, all strikingly different from one another.

The first is tall and athletic, maybe late twenties, with rich brown skin and natural black hair pulled into a high ponytail. The second appears younger, early twenties, with freckled pale skin and vibrant red hair cascading past her shoulders. The third is petite and curvy, around my age, with warm tan skin and straight dark hair cut in a practical bob.

"So you're Lily," the tall one says, her dark eyes assessing me with frank curiosity. "I'm Jasmine. These are Nora"—she gestures to the redhead—"and Marisol."

Marisol steps closer, her gaze dropping to my distended belly. "ARIA mentioned you had a... rough introduction to the farm."

"That's putting it mildly," Selene mutters, her wings shifting uncomfortably.

Nora crosses her arms under her modest breasts, her green eyes sympathetic. "We wanted to check on you. The four of us humans stick together here. This place can be overwhelming."

"Four?" I manage, my voice still hoarse from Mira's cock down my throat.

"Yeah, there's also Elena," Jasmine explains. "She's currently in the breeding chamber with Roxanne—that's a foxgirl futa. Should be finishing up soon."

In the enclosure, Blaze's thrusts are becoming more urgent. Her black horns gleam under the lights as she leans down, whispering something into Crimson's ear that makes the demon girl shudder and cry out.

"We heard what happened," Marisol says gently, settling onto the bench beside me. Her body radiates warmth. "Getting jumped by four desperate futas on your first day. That's... intense."

"ARIA should have warned you better," Nora adds, her tone sharp. "Managing futa satisfaction is literally the most critical daily task."

Jasmine nods. "We usually handle it in rotation. Each of us takes one or two futas per day for relief. Keeps everyone safe and satisfied."

My mind reels at the casual way they discuss sexually servicing the farm's futa residents. "You... all of you just..."

"Of course," Marisol says simply. "We're human females. We can get pregnant from any species here, which makes us incredibly valuable for breeding. But it also means we're targets when the futas get desperate. Better to keep them satisfied on a schedule."

In the enclosure, Blaze suddenly throws her head back, a guttural moan escaping her throat. "Cumming—fuck, Crimson, I'm breeding you—"

Crimson pushes back hard, taking Blaze to the hilt. "Yes! Give it to me! Breed me deep!"

Blaze's cock pulses visibly, her balls drawing up tight as she empties herself into Crimson's eager pussy. The demon girl's body shudders through her own climax, her purple skin flushing darker, her tail thrashing wildly.

The three human women watch with practiced ease, completely unfazed by the explicit display.

"See?" Jasmine says. "That's what it looks like when everyone's consenting and satisfied. Much better than desperate forced breeding."

Nora turns back to me. "You're pregnant now, right? ARIA mentioned accelerated gestation."

I nod mutely, one hand unconsciously moving to my distended belly.

"That'll be intense," Marisol says. "But you'll get through it. We all have. Multiple times."

Daily To do list :

Morning (12:55 PM):

- Feed all 47 monster girls - COMPLETE

- Milk 6 pregnant girls - COMPLETE ($395 collected)

- Drain 4 futas - COMPLETE (via forced breeding, product unsellable)

- GET CLEANED UP - COMPLETE

- HYDRATE (2L+ water) - COMPLETE

- EAT HIGH-PROTEIN MEAL - COMPLETE

Midday (12:55 PM - 3:00 PM):

- REST FOR GESTATION (2h 10min remaining until birth)

- OBSERVE SCHEDULED BREEDING PAIRS - IN PROGRESS:

* Crimson (demon girl) + Blaze (demon futa) - COMPLETE

* Luna (catgirl) + Felix (catgirl futa) - NEXT

* Meadow (cowgirl) + Hera (cowgirl futa) - WAITING

- MET HUMAN WOMEN (Jasmine, Nora, Marisol) - COMPLETE

Afternoon (3:05-3:15 PM):

- GIVE BIRTH (estimated profit: $600-750)

- Resume standard farm operations

Daily Target: $1,500

Current Profit: $395

Remaining Needed: $1,105

Projected Birth Profit: $600-750

Profit: 395