Mature Content Warning: This chapter is fairly Erotic.

Author's Notes: Here is chapter 17. I apologize for recent issues due to my injuries and health. Anyway, feel free to tell me what you think about the new girl.

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Chapter 17: You Came For Me My Love

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A haunted figure appeared before her. Eyes both blood-shot and crazed gazed upon her with great intensity.

Pirouette blinked then took an involuntary step back. “Scott, you... What are you doing?”

He rushed forward, grasped Pirouette by the wrist, and then hefted her onto his shoulder. As he walked away purposefully, the dark elf draped across his shoulder, he said, “I’m going to enjoy a nice breakfast.”

Her eyes widened and then she smiled brightly. “Are you now?”

He slapped her on her pert ass then nodded once. “Yes.”

The Dark Elf laughed happily then accepted her fate stoically. This promised to be quite the interesting breakfast conversation.

Flora yawned loudly then blinked and waved at Scott and Pirouette. “Oh, master. You’re back...!”

Scott walked up to Flora then gently reached out and took her hand. “I’m hungry.”

The Alraune smiled sweetly then tilted her head to the side. She looked up at him with her wide and innocent eyes. “Oh, are you? Do you want me to get you something?”

He looked at her for a moment then said. “I desire fruit juice.”

“Oh? OK! I’ll go and-“ Flora began to say with a bright and cheerful tone.

Scott pulled her to him then locked his gaze with hers. His eyes were the wild eyes of a man who had seen hell, of an animal that had been pushed into a corner and must act according to instinct.

Flora yelped slightly in surprise, “Oh!”

She felt his arm locked around her waist and then the hunger in his gaze. Slowly realization arose within her. “Oh...”

Pirouette glanced down at Flora then waved cutely using only three fingers. The Alraune girl smiled up at her nervously just before her nostrils flared and her light green complexion of her cheeks took on a darker green tint.

Scott drew his team mates into his private quarters then ordered the door voice locked. There would be no entrance and no escape from this breakfast battlefield!

The hunter wasted no time. He plopped Pirouette down on the bed then undid his pants. He cried out a little in a masculine manner and then stood fully erect before them.

Flora gasped at what she saw. “Master! Are you alright?”

Pirouette stared at his member for a moment then shook her head. “I’ve heard of blue balls but a blue everything?”

Scott looked down at them then pleaded with his eyes. Their reaction was a bit of an exaggeration. His genitalia was only slightly darker overall, but there was a slight hint of blue here and there. It was like he had been kicked in the testicles repeatedly.

Pirouette turned to Flora. “We need to help him.”

Flora looked at the other girl with wide and innocent eyes. “How? I’m not able to heal that sort of injury.”

“Yes, actually... You Can.” said the Dark Elf.

“I Can?” Flora eyed the engorged and pulsating thing like it was some sort of creature from a horror drama. She was not certain of her ability to heal whatever evil had possessed her master.

“How..?” asked the girl softly.

“You have to kiss it and make it better.” said Pirouette.

“Kiss it? Do you mean...?” asked Flora.

The Dark Elf smiled. “Yes, listen to big sister and help your master.”

The bridge of Flora’s nose turned dark green and her cheeks soon shifted to match. “If... If that’s what he needs...”

Flora knelt down dutifully on the floor then looked up at Scott. He looked down at her with a pleading expression.

The Alraune leaned forward then breathed out a heavy sigh just before her beautiful lips reached the tip. Scott cried out a little as he was so sensitive that even that light contact was both bliss and agony.

Flora winced then flared her nostrils cutely. She brushed a strand of her hair back then leaned forward and tenderly kissed the tip of her master’s manhood.

Scott gasped out a loud, anguished moan. Flora looked up to him but did not remove her lips from his cock.

Her master trembled with unspent need as his sweet honeydew girl kissed a gently trail along his throbbing shaft. Flora brushed her hair back once more then tenderly kissed the base of his manhood before lightly suckling him there.

Pirouette said, “Let me help you...”

She reached down and pulled Flora’s hair back so that she would not have to keep brushing it away. The Alraune leaned back then said, “Thank you.”

However, just as she was thanking Pirouette for leaning forward to help her, Flora brushed against Scott’s balls. The over-primed love-pump that is his manhood, unleashed its desired release with great force.

White hot morning frustration shot out in a powerful arc that caught Pirouette in the face. The Dark Elf blinked slowly then looked at Flora. The Alraune’s face turned dark green then even began to take on a pink tinge along her cheeks, a signal that she had gone well beyond her normal embarrassment level.

“Sorry...” said Flora softly.

Some people might be angered by such a sudden occurrence. Pirouette, however, simply ran her finger through her master’s liquid love then presented it to Flora.

The Alraune’s blush deepened but her eyelids drooped a little and she leaned in to kiss her big sister’s dainty digit. Her soft green lips tasted her master’s cum then her eyes widened softly. Her lips parted further then wrapped around Pirouette’s finger.

“Flora, you made a mess... Help clean it up?” said Pirouette.

The Alraune smiled sweetly then leaned up and started to kiss Pirouette gently. Her softly pink tongue slipped out and caressed her master’s love away from the Dark Elf’s cheek in a slow, sensual manner.

The two girls eventually moved back onto the bed and caressed each other a little. After a moment, Flora looked back at Scott then pouted. “Are you still in pain...?”

Scott said, “Yeah, a little... I didn’t want to disturb you.”

Honestly, the scene unfolding before him made the hunter begin to feel the pain once more. He refused to interrupt what he was seeing, however. It was far too glorious.

Flora tilted her hips to the side then righted herself. She pressed her ass back toward him. Her nostrils flared once more then she bit her lip. Finally, she said, “If you put it inside... I can try to help you again.”

Scott did not need to be told twice. He moved forward, a pained grimace on his face; he slid his throbbing cock gently into her pink wonderland.

Flora gasped softly then closed one of her eyes and looked at Scott out of the other. “So, sudden...”

Though it sounded like she had made a complaint, she wore a warm smile. When Scott started to thrust inside of her she moaned out and clutched Pirouette briefly. However, when she regained her senses she said, “No, please stop... Don’t move it.”

Scott panted heavily but managed to slow his rhythm to a crawl. It was practically impossible for him not to want to thrust into her at this point.

“Don’t move it. Relax. Please, relax.” said Flora.

Scott calmed further, but his eyes widened in surprised when he felt gently motions within her vagina. It felt as though her pussy was attempting to him his manhood a much needed massage to relieve tension.

Flora smiled sweetly then said, “You have taken good care of me... Let me care for you in your time of need... Scott.”

Her master nodded one, quickly. He could not even speak at the moment. The gentle forces and sensations that she produced played havoc with his ability to think.

Flora gasped once, sweetly, and then bit her lower lip. Her eyes closed and she focused on utilizing her womanly ways to heal her master’s burden.

Scott soon felt as though she were kissing his cock with her womb. Her vaginal motions were something that no human could match. A sweet scent emanated from within her and he felt a gentle liquid warmth flow down his thighs. She had produced some sweet smelling lubricant to act as massage oil.

The beautiful Alraune gasped softy when Pirouette kissed one of her erect nipples. Soon she felt the sensual blessing of caressing her beloved master even as her new big sister suckled at her heavy breasts.

It was such a sweet scene, but it had to end eventually. Not long after Scott unleashed his frustrations upon her soft, pink, masseuse he began to feel quite tired. The girls cuddled up with their master on the bed while their master’s cock continued to be healed by the sweet pink folds of his gentle Alraune lover.

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It was well into mid-day before Scott and the girls made their way to the practice room. It was time to meet their new team mate, and potential sister. After Flora’s tender ministrations, and a bit of sleep, Scott was a new man.

“Alright girls, let’s see what kind of Crystallim has joined us.” said Scott.

They each made various noises of interest or concern. Eina, standing in the corner like a beautiful twin-tailed bundle of annoyance, snorted and acted like she was too good to be involved. Of course, if that was the case she would not be standing there watching in the first place.

Scott raised his arm and called out. “Black Widow!”

A jet black beam of energy radiated outward from the Crystallim core on his arm then expanded outward until it took up both the form and size of the spider girl from the Abados caves. After she became physically coherent it was revealed that she looked remarkably similar to her Nightmare form.

The spider girl had the upper body of a pretty girl with fairly substantial breasts. The pale skinned girl looked around then spotted Scott.

They stared at each other for a moment. Scott’s eyes locked with hers. Soon the red-eyed girl did something truly strange. She began to cry!

“Hey, what’s wrong?” asked Scott. He reached out to the girl.

She waved him off. “Nothing, I’m just thinking about the color of the dress I’ll wear at the funeral.”

“Funeral?” asked Scott.

She nodded then sniffled a little. “Yes, it will be a tragic ending. You’ll be so pale and lifeless, and I’ll be dressed in my finest attire.”

“What... Are you threatening me?” asked Scott.

The Black Widow blinked, a bright smile appeared despite the fact that she was teary-eyed. “What? No, I don’t want anything to ever happen to my love. That would be so tragic.”

“How can you say that with such a happy expression?” asked Flora.

The spider girl hugged her upper body tightly then closed her eyes. “The memory of your love will sustain me forever...”

Scott eyed the girl critically for a moment. She was more than a little odd.

A soft blush appeared on the spider girl’s face then she suddenly shot out a web-line from lower body and dragged Scott to her with incredible speed. The other girls became alarmed and immediately moved forward, but the strange girl’s actions stopped them once more.

The widow hugged her master tightly then kissed him fiercely on the lips. “Let us never forget our love, though your body lies cold and forgotten...”

Scott tried to push away from the girl but she tightened her grip and overpowered him completely. Finally, he could not take it anymore and gasped out, “I’m still alive you know!”

She blinked once then looked at him. “Oh, good point.”

Scott’s left eyebrow rose up in a questioning manner, but his expression turned to panic again when she gave him a crushing bear-hug and squealed with excitement.

“I have a love of my own! He’s even currently alive!” She pressed his face between her chest and shook him back and forth.

Scott suddenly had the strange thought that the girl was actually trying to smother him with her breasts. He wiggled and shifted to the extent that he accidentally kneed her in the vagina, hard, and with a surprising amount of accuracy. Yes, a strange accident indeed.

The spider girl cried out in shock then pouted at her master. “I don’t mind a little sexual violence, but it needn’t be that rough.”

“OK, that’s enough. You should let him go now.” said Eina.

“Who are you and why are you so concerned about the love of my life?” asked the still unnamed girl.

Eina cracked her knuckles then limbered up a little. “I don’t give a damn about that, but I don’t like to see that fat idiot look so weak. It pisses me off. So, step away from my- The idiot.”

The Black Widow rapidly wrapped her master in a web then tossed him aside. He ended up with nothing but a nose hole to breathe through and looked much like he had suddenly formed a cocoon. “Does the little caterpillar want to play? How tragic...”

Eina smirked then seemingly faded out of sight. She faded back into sight a split second later. Her fist impacted hard against the side of the Black Widow’s lower body. A loud cracking sound could be heard, followed by the spider girl screaming in pain and surprise.

“Ow! That hurts, you know.” said the Black Widow with a pout. She tossed her head and her jet black hair streamed down over her back.

The blond powerhouse blinked. “I just cracked your abdominal chitin armor. All you say is ow?”

“Well, it does hurt, but is that really something to be concerned about? What is pain in the body when your soul has been torn asunder by the loss of your one true love?” asked the spider girl.

Eina leaned back then looked at the badly damaged chunk of spider flesh. She then looked up at the happily smiling Crystallim. The girl must be in incredible pain, but she was smiling. The battle mistress could only come to one conclusion. She stuck her hand out and said, “Hi! My name’s Eina, we should be friends.”

Several jaws dropped upon hearing the constantly annoyed girl make an overture of friendship. What the heck was this strange development? Had the world somehow gone crazy?

“That sounds nice, but do you have any references?” asked the Black Widow.

Eina nodded. “Sure, what kind do you need?”

“This conversation...” said Flora.

“I’m a little confused.” said Shaia.

Pirouette started to say something similar then realized something. She ran over to where Scott wiggled around on the ground and started to try and cut him free. He had been forgotten due to the strangeness of the social interaction that was happening on the training room floor.

After Scott was freed from his web-prison the girls gathered round more closely and chatted with their new sister. Eina stood next to her and the two girls shared frequent smiles for reasons that no one really understood.

“So, you want to be called Tara?” asked Pirouette.

“Well, sure. It’s a nice enough name, isn’t it?” asked Tara with a pleasant smile.

Scott started to speak, but Tara looked at him then burst into tears. He closed his mouth. Every time he spoke, she cried a little. It was one of the little quirks of her breed.

“My beautiful love... Our time together was so short!” cried Tara before accepting a tissue from Eina. She blew her nose loudly then acquired a sad and introspective look.

“Why did you die so young, you fat idiot?” asked Eina, her eyes glistened with as yet unshed tears. She pouted at him. Really, he died and left a nice girl like this all alone.

“My condolences to the widow.” said Scott sarcastically.

Tara cried loudly once more then hugged him to her chest. It would take some time for her to work it out of her system. Scott hoped that she worked it out of her system.

“Hey, can you transform into a humanoid form?” asked Pirouette.

She granted Pirouette a soft, tear-filled expression. “Yes, but to take that form... The form that my love ravished hotly day and night with his magnificent cock... It’s too much.”

“Oh the memories are too much!” cried out the girl before she pressed Scott’s face between her tits once more.

Scott couldn’t stand it anymore. He bit her square on her left breast. Unfortunately for him, his biting power was nowhere near the level of her natural durability. The only thing he did was make her act even feistier.

“Oh, it is like I can still feel him gently nibbling upon my heaving bosom. Why must my innocent maiden heart suffer so?”

Suddenly, Scott had an idea. Perhaps it was simple awareness of the situation making itself known at last. Perhaps it was lack of oxygen to the brain. Either way, he had an idea.

Scott stopped struggling altogether. It was not long before the girl pulled him back to check on him. She was a bit odd, but she wasn’t an idiot.

The hunter opened his eyes and looked into hers. “Tara, my love. I have returned to you from the battlefield.”

Her eyes lit-up. “Darling... Can it really be you...?”

He realized what it was that she seemed to need and acted accordingly. “Yes, my heart. I have returned to you despite the many miles and the numerous enemies.”

“Oh, yes! You have returned to me my... My... Um...”

“Scott.” he whispered loudly.

“Oh, my beloved... Scott! You have kept your promise. Does your heart still beat for mine?” she asked loudly and with bated breath.

“Eternally, my darling. Despite the many women who wanted to have relations with my penis.” replied Scott in an overly dramatic and ham-fisted manner.

She acquired a brilliant smile and her eyes widened with the joy of it all. “In honor of your fidelity, let us make love for one whole year! Weekends depending, possibly twice on holidays if we can manage It.” said the spider girl.

The spider girl shimmered briefly then became a humanoid girl. She snuggled against Scott then giggled happily like a girl in love.

Scott could not help but smile, despite the odd nature of the girl. His new team mate was someone heavily into dramatic moments and over-acting.

He heard a whisper in his ear as the girl held him close. “Are you into cosplay, too?”

“Sure, I could do that.” replied Scott. It could be fun.

“Mmm, that’s hot.” she said before kissing him on the ear.

Scott chuckled softly at her antics. She promised to be a fun sort of person.