Mature Content Warning: There is sweet vanilla Ero content for a large portion of this chapter. A little foul language as well.

Author's Note: I had intended to add world notes to this chapter. However, there is a lot to explain. I will create a separate page for those and post that later today. That way you can choose to read or ignore it. Just a reminder, the 'chapter' going up later today will be a notation page and not a story page. Expect the next update sometime this weekend. (Maybe Friday, probably Saturday.)

The information shown in this chapter is a work in progress and will probably be updated and expanded greatly.

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Chapter 4: Sweet Nectar

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The sun hung low on the horizon as Scott and Flora stood in line at the ranger station. Unfortunately, most of the day campers had decided to leave at roughly the same time. Now they were stuck waiting in a long line in order to use the transit point.

Scott did not feel like hiking over eighty miles back to town, so they stood there and waited. While the line steadily moved forward the mildly dynamic duo took a moment to get to know each other a little better.

“So, you were born at a breeding center?” asked Scott. Flora nodded at him then smiled gently. It was a common expression for her. She seemed like a naturally gentle girl.

“Yes, I was. My mother was human and my other mother was an Alraune.” said the girl.

“Ah, your human parent was a girl. That’s not surprising. Usually, if a human girl and a crystallim actually have a child the little one will be a Crystallim.” said Scott.

Flora giggled softly. “Yes, I am well aware of that fact, master. I was born last year, not yesterday.”

“Last year? When is your birthday? We should throw a party.” The year was almost up. Her birthday should be soon. It was impossible to tell how old a Crystallim was by looking at her. They were not really the form that appeared to human eyes. The age on their status information is their apparent age in physical human years. Rather, that is how old they looked. They could be several thousand years old, or only a day old. It was impossible to tell unless they told you or they were born to a human parent.

Their true form was a tiny chunk of crystal. However, they took on forms such as the one that Flora manifested in order to interact with humanity and the world. At one year old, an Alraune could be as sophisticated as any adult human, though she would no doubt be somewhat naive about the world. In a very real sense, they were born as adults, much like the tales of ancient gods and goddesses from old Earth.

Scott spent a moment thinking about the statue of Aphrodite in the GTN lobby. She was like the Crystallim in a way. Her creation story varied a bit depending on who told it, but the statue version depicted her being born from the sea foam and water while atop a clam shell. Just like the Crystallim, that ancient mythological figure was born as an adult.

“Who would attend? I have no friends other than you, master.” said Flora. She smiled gently, but the smile never reached her eyes.

Her sudden answer broke the man from his reverie. He kissed her softly on the cheek. “I’ll be there.”

She looked down, but her smile widened slightly. “You are sweet to me. I thank you.”

“It is easy to be sweet to you, Flora.” said Scott. He meant that, too. She was probably the nicest and most gentle person that he had ever met.

“Is that so?” She studied his face carefully for a moment. When she detected no insincerity, she smiled a little brighter.

Scott reached down and clasped her hand. “Yes.”

“Perhaps I should be sweet to you as well?” asked the girl in a soft, but confident manner.

“I thought you already were.” he said.

Her light green cheeks tinged slightly darker. She gripped his hand lightly then nodded. She had made a decision. However, instead of speaking her decision she decided to ask him about something else. “What do you think of the mermaid? Will she become my new sister?”

“I think so. We had a low resonance at first, but she seemed to open up to me quickly. I need to check to see exactly what breed she is, though. For all I know she might be a lesbian.”

“Somehow, I doubt that.” said Flora.

“True, if she was actually a lesbian, she would not have sparked with me at all.” said Scott.

Flora smiled, but said nothing. What was there to say about that, really?

“Now that I think about it... This would be a good time to check out her stats.” said the man.

“I’m curious about that as well.” said Flora.

Scott nodded to her then placed a finger atop the blue Crystallim core on his bracer. “Show status.”

<<< Status >>>

Breed Name: Caesg | Grade: * | Rank: F

Age: 21 | Level: 1

EXP: 0 | EXP to Next Level: 14

Owner: Scott Matthews

V.Force: 25

Attack: 5 | Defense: 4

Strength: 4 | Agility: 6 | Vitality: 5

Intellect: 3 | Resonance: 6

<<< Special >>>

True Amphibian

She is capable of breathing on land and in the water with equal capacity.

Water Manipulation: [Type 1]

She is capable of manipulating a source of natural water through an innate elemental connection. This specialization allows for the development of water-based attacks. However, a body of water must be present. Her ability is strongest when immersed within water.

<<< Abilities >>>

Water Spear: [VF 4] Level 1

Shriek: [VF 12] Level 1

Tail Slap: [VF 1] Level 1

<<< Synchronization Gifts >>>

Passive:

+ 1 Agility

Water Manipulation

Active:

None

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“Hmm, pretty basic.” said Scott. She seemed like a nice girl, but she needed to be trained properly. She was F-Rank with average stats for her breed and level. Scott authorized Flora to see the status screen and she took a look.

“Caesg?” asked Flora.

“Ah, a breed of mermaid named for their resemblance to mythological creatures from old Earth. They were a kind of mermaid from the Northwestern part of the continent of Europe. I think they were supposed to be beautiful woman who had the lower body of a salmon.” said Scott.

He thought that was correct. Part of his job as a hunter was to memorize little tidbits of information such as that. “Here, let me check her breed entry. That will tell us.”

“Oh, sounds good. Can you tell me what mine says as well?” said Flora.

“Sure.” said Scott. He called up the breed entry information for the Caesg first. When the screen popped up he authorized Flora to view the new information as well.

<<< Entry #014 >>>

Breed Name: Caesg

Family: Mermaid

Habitat: Rivers, lakes, and sea shores.

Appearance: Inhuman [Type III]

The Caesg is a breed of mermaid known for their shyness in the wild. They are drawn to humanity but will normally avoid interacting with them unless drawn out in some way. However, if they are hungry or have been hurt by a human before they can become voracious man-eaters. They are dangerous in the wilds and should not be fought in the water unless there is no choice or powerful lightning or water Crystallim are available for combat.

The Caesg breed is shy around people who they do not known when Lucid, but they are frequently interested in being intimate with a trusted person. They do not like crowds. However, it should be noted that most Caesg seem to socialize well in a group setting if their master is present.

Typically, the Caesg breed resembles a hybrid of a beautiful woman and a fish. The most common form of Caesg is a half human, half salmon, Crystallim. Unlike some other forms of mermaid Crystallim, she cannot grow legs on land until she has at least evolved into a tier-two form.

Side Note: The Caesg breed typically prefers human males over human females when it comes to masters. However, they also tend to be much more shy around human males and often refer to them as either mean or nice boys.

Caution: Caesg frequently become sexually aggressive during a full-moon event.

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“Oh? So, during a full moon I may have to protect you from her aggressiveness...” said Flora in a matter-of-fact tone.

“You plan to protect me, Flora?” asked Scott with a smile.

The Alraune nodded to him. “Of course, master. If you become chafe and exhausted, I will be bored and lonely.”

Scott laughed at her confident response and she smiled her serene smile. The hunter shook his head then called up her breed information and showed it to her.

<<< Entry #04 >>>

Breed Name: Alraune

Family: Alraune

Habitat: Grasslands, fields, forests

Appearance: Humanoid [Type II] - Inhuman Type [IV]

The Alraune is the namesake of the Alraune family, and the primary form of plant-based Crystallim. This breed of Crystallim can come in a wide variety of forms that range from nearly human in appearance to a plant with vaguely human characteristics such as a face and breasts.

The personality range of this breed is extraordinary as well, and largely relates to the type of plant they are based on. For example, a carnivorous plant type of Alraune is frequently devious and alluring. A flower based Alraune is often sweet and fragrant.

Due to the wide variety of body types, this breed is considered too variable to accurately cite in terms of personality. However, all Alraune seem to enjoy it when their master sings for them and like to wrap them in their vines.

Caution: Wild Alraune vary between reclusive to openly predatory. Many Alraune Nightmares like to entrap and eat live prey. Humans are considered to be live prey on a frequent basis.

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“You... Want me to sing for you?” asked Scott.

Flora giggled softly then opened her arms up. “I would like that very much.”

“Somehow, I doubt you would say that if you ever heard me sing.” replied Scott.

The Alraune laughed happily then shook her head. “I would not care if other people said that you sound terrible. For me, it would be something to cherish.”

Scott slipped his arms around his sweet natured friend and held her close. She smiled her serene smile then began to wrap him in her vines. Whenever she was coiled around him, she felt safe and warm.

They stood there surrounded by a sea of humanity, but as far as they were concerned the only people in that line, were an Alraune and her human. Relationships were an interesting thing to witness. When people are in one and can feel the love, it is a heartwarming thing to bear witness to the love of others. When people are miserable and alone, they may become hostile upon witnessing such sugary sweetness.

Thankfully, on the world of Galataea, finding love is often as simple as taking a walk and then fighting for survival. Well, that might not sound simple but it is easy to find someone to love. The world is littered with tiny little crystal souls that only want to cuddle with someone special.

Scott and Flora eventually reached the front of the line then slipped through the transit point hand in hand. It took a little over half of an hour to reach their temporary home.

“So, what do you think, Flora? Is the life of a hunter’s Crystallim, something you want?” This was an important conversation. Not all Crystallim wanted to fight and battle. They all wanted to be stronger, but many of them preferred quiet and happy days with their master.

“It was fun, and I want to help you in your work.” said Flora.

“So, getting shot in the shoulder by a naked girl was fun?” asked Scott with a smirk.

Flora giggled sweetly then opened her arms. “Naked girls are often fun in general. Don’t you think?”

Scott had already grown fond of her gentle reminder that she enjoyed cuddling with him. As far as Alraune Crystallim went, she certainly matched her supposed personality. She was based on a type of plant that had clinging vines. Flora certainly did enjoy clinging to him, and he did not mind it at all. Scott was still not certain of her exact plant species, but he could tell that much about her personality and physical makeup at least.

Scott slipped his arms around her and held her close once more. The busty plant girl nuzzled against him then slowly wrapped him in her vines. Her eyes closed half-way and a gentle smile crossed her lips.

Her master slid one hand down to softly caress her lower back and she murmured softly. After having her lower back lightly massaged for a moment she turned slightly then kissed Scott on the neck. She then kissed him on the collarbone before leaning upward to kiss his chin.

The hunter did not become aggressive despite the fact that he had sudden urges that would no doubt entirely change the tone of the moment. One of the most important parts of developing a proper relationship with a Crystallim was to set a proper tone for that relationship. Some girls would want him to be forceful and aggressive. Seventy-Two, his former Avatar partner came to mind.

Other girls would need to be teased and taunted, possibly even beaten personally in a fight, or sparred with on a frequent basis. Flora gave off the feeling of someone who enjoyed soft and sweet moments. Scott believed that he needed to allow her time to truly become comfortable with him. Her reaction to how she had been sold off repeatedly told him that. She had only been sold three times, yet she had acted as though that were some sort of major betrayal.

The only thing he could think of concerning that factor was that Flora was a sweet, romantic, sort of girl who believed in permanence and long-term love. In effect, she had thought that she had found someone truly special several times but had been tossed aside almost casually.

However, as much as he wanted to let her snuggle and kiss him at her own pace, he could not help himself entirely. He kissed her on top of her head then slipped his hands down to cup her firm, but bouncy posterior.

She froze up immediately then looked away from him. Scott did not miss the way that her vines subtly loosened, either. “I’m sorry, Flora.”

He moved his hands back up to her lower back and her vines began to tighten ever so slightly. The Alraune smiled a soft, but timid smile. She said, “It’s alright, master. It is your right to do that.... isn’t it?”

“No.” Scott slipped his hand up to caress the back of her hair. No, it was not his right to just manhandle her as he saw fit. They were partners, she was not his sextoy.

“It’s not?” she asked, confusion lacing her voice. Flora pulled back a little and looked her master in the eyes.

Scott shook his head. “There are actually a large number of humans and Crystallim who never become intimate physically. They remain really close, and very good, friends.”

“Friends?” Flora blinked then shook her head. Her eyebrows pressed together and her confusion grew.

“If that is what you want, we can simply be friends and nothing more.” said Scott.

Flora frowned. “No... I... really do like you, master. I’m just not ready for...”

Scott looked into her eyes then nodded slowly. “I like you too, Flora. I’m not going to pressure you into anything you aren’t ready for, OK? You are a sweet girl, and should be treated that way.”

The Alraune’s cheeks darkened to a lovely shade of green tinged with a hint of pink. “You’re not like my last master.”

Scott did not know how to answer that, or even if he shoulder. Instead, continued to gaze into her eyes and smiled at her.

Flora’s vines tightened further around him and she began to breathe at a slightly faster pace. “You have been so gentle with me....”

He continued to caress the back of her head and to massage her lower back. However, he did not speak. Flora needed to think about what she wanted to say, to do.

“I am not comfortable with becoming too intimate, yet. But you have been so sweet to me...” said the girl. She looked carefully into Scott’s eyes and saw no judgment, nor disappointment. Her entire body began to heat up rapidly at the simple acceptance that she saw there.

Flora closed her eyes for a moment and then a blissful smile stole across her features. She nodded once slowly, as though she had come to a decision. She slowly opened her eyes once more then looked at him with a sincere and hopeful expression.

"Master, would you like to taste my sweet nectar? I can make enough to fill a pitcher." asked Flora with a gentle and curious smile.

"Well, I suppose that would make it sort of like juice.... Juice is an important part of a balanced breakfast... So, sure." said Scott. The idea of drinking her nectar was interesting, if a little strange. Of course, it was a little late for breakfast, but he had been joking anyway.

Flora clapped her hands together once and held them in place. "Great! Give me a moment and I will do my best for you."

Scott leaned in and kissed her on the nose. "You always do, Flora."

The Alraune's face darkened to a leaf-green color once more, but her eyes brightened considerably. Her master was almost as sweet as the nectar she was prepared to create for him.

She took on an expression of intense concentration and then her tension seemed to drain away. “I am ready, master.”

“OK.” He smiled at her and waited to see what she intended to do.

“Would you like to taste my nectar?” she asked in a nervous but excited manner.

“Yes, of course.” said Scott.

Her face became flush once more then she leaned back. “I’ve been intimate with my other masters, but I never let them taste my nectar... Please be gentle.”

Scott looked down and noticed that her breasts had begun to swell a little. He suddenly realized what she was talking about! “I will be gentle, Flora.”

She smiled at him. He was such a sweet boy. That was a wonderful thing as far as she was concerned.

Scott kissed her softly on her swollen breasts and Flora gasped loudly. She immediately began to tighten her vines around him.

“D-don’t tease me...” She whimpered a little and started to breathe heavily.

Her master realized that she enjoyed that treatment, but needed him to get to the task at hand. Her swollen breasts were probably uncomfortable. Scott swirled his tongue gently around her stiff green nipple. Flora gasped and moaned once more. A soft trail of fluid began to dribble out of her nipples.

Scott licked her gently then his eyes widened in surprise. He had just tasted something extraordinarily sweet! She had not been exaggerating about her sweet nectar.

“M-master, please...” whispered Flora.

The hunter lifted her up gently then moved with her to his bed. After seating himself on the edge of the bed, he had a better position to enjoy the sweet attentions of his new friend.

Scott clasped her nipple between his lips then began to gentle suckle at her maidenly breast. He could not get enough of that tender and sweet sensation. He began to massage her other breasts, pawing it like a happy cat who just found a rewarding sunbeam.

Flora moaned out loudly then wrapped him even tighter in her vines. She held him close in her arms and hugged him against her body. She gave off the impression of a new mother taking care of her first child.

She stroked the back of his head while her master continued to massage and caress her sweet breasts, which curiously tasted sweeter than the sweetest of honey dew melons. She began to cry a little at the tender moment. She had not given herself to a human in this way before. Flora had performed all manner of acts, and even had her breasts sucked upon but she had never felt close enough to a human to produce her nectar for them. It was a good feeling, but frightening. She had already become this close to him.

While Scott availed himself of her sweetness, Flora could not help but become concerned. What if he sold her, anyway What if he found someone else and never had her manifest again. That was a horrible thought.

Meanwhile, Scott could not remember ever having a mother. He was currently making up for lost time by thoroughly enjoying the taste and feeling of this moment. It was a strange sort of interaction, but he liked it. Flora was a truly wonderful girl.

Scott switched to her other breast and Flora giggled gently through her tears. She said, “My sweet master is thirsty, huh?”

In response he nibbled her nipple gently and she gasped once more before she started to moan. The Alraune’s tears dried a little and she smiled once more. Her eyes shimmered in the dim light, but she did not cry again. There was no need. Whatever might come in the future, she knew that at least she could enjoy being close to him today.

Scott lost all sense of time and nearly an hour passed while he gorged himself on her tender mercies. Flora did not complain once. In fact, she was slightly saddened when he stopped sampling her sweet nectar.

They slipped down onto the bed, still wrapped in each other’s arms. Scott gently brushed the side of her face then caressed her cheek with his thumb. She ran her fingers through his hair and smiled at him, enraptured by his subtle movements and gentle demeanor.

Scott had to go meet Alexis in around thirty minutes, but she did not live far away. There was still time to get to know his sweet honey dew Alraune just a little longer.

Flora leaned her head to the side and kissed him softly on the edge of his palm. “I know it’s almost time for you to leave, Master. But I... I do have one more type of nectar that you might enjoy...”

“If you want me to sample it, I would be happy to, Flora.”

Her face darkened, but her eyes lit up. Her chest swelled a little once more, but not with nectar. She clasped his hand in hers then moved it down between her soft, green, thighs. “If you want it you may sample it here, master.”

Scott kissed her softly on the lips, and her body began to heat up once more. The hunter slipped down along her body, gently moving along with her vines so as not to harm her. He disentangled himself from her and slipped back to get a good view of his new friend.

Flora was lying across the bed on her side. Her head was propped up on a pillow. She gazed at him with a sweet, loving expression. The curvaceous Alraune slid her top thigh toward her torso, slowly. She revealed her mound to him. The soft, puffy flesh glistened gently in the light and slowly parted like a flower petal in bloom.

“Sweet nectar indeed...” said Scott. He swallowed hard at the absolute erotic vision before him. He slid down on his hands and knees then pressed his tongue gently to her folds.

Flora cried out and clutched her pillow. She bit it gently then closed her eyes.

Scott slowly slid his tongue along her folds, lightly stroking her flesh and sampling her sweetest nectar. The Alraune began to wiggle and squirm under his gentle caress.

He slowly massaged her with his mouth and the girl began to scissor her thighs a little in response. She started to breathe heavily, and moaned.

The hunter began to nibble at her folds. Her squirming intensified, and her moans began short little gasps and cries of delight and surprise.

Flora panted a little then lifted her head to look down at her master. She watched him as he sampled her nectar. He face grew dark and her body grew hot. She could hardly stand it, the sensations flowing through her were so intense, so much better than she had believed possible.

Scott did something then that completely destroyed her. He made a strange sound and her vagina vibrated in time to his motions. She squealed loudly and squirmed under his touch. “W-what was that...?”

The man laughed into her sensual maidenhood then did it again. He blew a raspberry! Rather, he performed an action that many might call ‘a motorboat.’

Flora cried out and bucked against him. She instinctively tried to press her soft sweet pussy against his hot human lips. “Again....!”

Scott laughed into her folds then spent several minutes happily motorboating her for all her was worth. The Alraune gasped and giggled and clutched at her pillow. She was not certain what she wanted to do, but she did many things. Finally, after several minutes of uncontrollable contortions she cried out loudly and her vagina practically exploded as sweet nectar gushed out of her with great force.

Scott, his face drenched in her sweetness, did not even bat an eyelash. He simply went back to massaging her with his tongue. Soon, the same thing happened and Flora started to cry.

“If, if you keep doing that I will die....” whimpered the girl.

The hunter blinked then pulled his head back. “Flora, this won’t really kill you...”

“But... but... I feel so hot and my heart is hammering, and....” She stared at him with wide, frightened, eyes. Her entire body had taken on a darker shade of green and felt hot to the touch.

“That’s just an orgasm Flora... You’ve had one before, right?” asked Scott. She had been with two masters and had admitted to intimacy.

She quickly whipped her head from side to her, her eyes remained wide like an owl that had seen her first fetish porn video. “No...”

Scott kissed her softly on her sweet, wet pussy, his eyes never leaving hers. Her whole body shuddered and she shook her head slowly. “Get used to it, OK.”

Flora released a tentative smile. “I would love that...”

Scott started to say something to the girl but she yawned suddenly, and then covered her mouth with her hand.

“Goodness, why am I so tired...?” she asked.

“Well, you have maintained a manifestation most of the day. A battle and your first multiple orgasm would do that for a girl.” said Scott.

Flora giggled sweetly. “Oh, now I know what the other girls meant.”

“Hmm?” asked Scott.

The Alraune sighed languidly then stretched her arms a little. “They used to say things about their master wearing them out. I always thought that they meant that he had them equipped.”

Scott laughed a little then casually swatted Flora on the ass. She yelped a little then looked at him accusingly. Her tiny little pout made him smile.

“That hurt, you know.” She said.

Scott kissed her softly on the ass then caressed her pussy with his thumb. “Pain is horniness leaving the body.”

Her eyes widened again and then she gripped her pillow tight. She whirled it around and smacked her master in the face with her makeshift weapon. Her body began to burn once more and she looked incredibly embarrassed by what he had said.

“Flora...” said Scott, a smile on his lips.

“Y-yes...” asked the suddenly embarrassed girl.

“You’re a complicated sort of person, aren’t you.” said the man.

She groaned loudly then reached for another pillow. Scott laughed as she tried to swat him without moving her lower body. His thumb felt like magic and she did not want to ruin that feeling.

The giggled and played for a moment, but she yawned again. Poor little Flora, she was so tired from her many exertions. “Master, I don’t think I will be able to meet your friend today.”

“I understand. Would you like to rest till tomorrow? You would be able to meet your potential sister then as well.” said Scott.

“I would like that!” said Flora. She smiled at him then casually placed her hand atop her hip.

Scott viewed her soft, supple, curves once more then sighed. He almost did not want to allow her to rest, but he knew that she was tired. Hell, he was tired. Still, he had made a promise and Flora had worked hard. She would enjoy being allowed to rest and dream of something pleasant.

He kissed her softly on the pussy once more then leaned back. She gasped, but before she could say anything he held up he held up his bracer and said, “Flora, rest.”

The girl gave him an accusatory look before she shimmered then dissolved back into light. Her master sighed at the empty spot on the bed then looked down at his bracer. It was hard to believe that the beautiful and tender girl was really a piece of crystal sitting on his arm.

Scott kissed the light-green Crystallim core then said. “Good girl. Sleep well.”

The crystalline structure glowed brightly for a short time and then dimmed once more. Flora was a happy Alraune. That much was obvious.

The hunter yawned then stretched. He was tired too, but he had to go visit a potential new friend. He called up a message screen then checked the time. “Perfect.”

He stood up then unequipped his gear before calling up his bathroom fixtures. The bathroom appeared inside the room with a shimmer of light and he walked over to it casually. He planned to take a quick shower, equip a few nice clothes, and then head out to meet Alexis.

Scott was not certain what to expect from that meeting. He knew that she was the human child of a human and a succubus, a rarity for human children. Yet, that did not mean that she was interested in sex. Her conversation with him certainly led him to believe that she was, but for all he knew, she just wanted to spend time with someone who was also both human and a hunter.

Before he stepped into the shower he realized that he had to pee. “Heh, that’s what I get for drinking so much today...”