It was dark when they made camp near the mysterious dry well. Jean shook from exhaustion from hauling the wagon. Red pulled a tent from his storage ring and set it carefully. The worn fabric looked like it belonged near the cracked worn well. Just like the well, his tent also held secrets within. Inside was a fully furnished apartment with a bed, bath, and all the amenities he could want away from home.
Red recalled the magical world and the war against a dark lord. He hid while heroes fought an impossible battle against the forces of darkness. Some would call him a coward, but a month was hardly enough time to become a hero. Why should he fight for a world that didn't benefit him?
No, it was better to hide and return strong enough to make a difference rather than die in obscurity. Not everyone returned.
Unlike that world, his current one was filled with endless cultivation opportunities. This world had been blessed with infinite resources, while the other had dangers he couldn't hope to contend with. He had the perfect build but not the resources to fuel it.
Red unhooked Jean from the wagon before pounding his tent stakes down. She shook the road dust off her.
He could see her fabulous muscles relax from the constant strain they had been under. Her long skirt was soaked through with sweat and needed to be replaced. Her hooves were covered in dirt from the road and needed a good shine. Little burs from the grass clung to her fur, which he was happy to pluck out.
"I'm so tired and hungry, I don't know what I want more, food or sleep," Jean said.
"Well then, I have a surprise for you."
He pulled a hefty bar from his inventory and handed it to her. It was huge and just what she needed. She unwrapped it and took a bite immediately. It was a 10,000-calorie bar filled with nuts, honey, condensed greens, and peanut butter. Every bite was thick and filled with everything a centaur might need to keep herself running at the top of her game. So long as she drank plenty of water, it would keep her going at peak efficiency.
While she was distracted, he went to work. First, he shoved a red pill designed to facilitate recovery and increase gains up her rear. She grumbled something but ultimately ignored his loving treatment. Then he got to work on the most annoying part of her care, brushing the burs out of her fur.
First, he took a brush and fanned it through her mane just behind her back, and then he brushed out her tail. Jean relaxed as he gently picked the burs out of her fur.
"I think we should cultivate our bond some more tonight.
He stared at the 3/100 lewd energy. He was two units shy of being able to use Diabolic Thrust. He could feel the spiritual energy inside him, potential waiting to be used. While he held it within, he felt powerful, but that was misleading. The attributes on his status page didn't lie; he wasn't a match for a high-ranking monster girl after all of his training. That wasn't very comforting.
Red's pride wouldn't allow him to remain weak, so he would cultivate before he explored the well. Maybe this time he could pull even more chi from their union.
…
Jean smelled strong from the road. Her panties clung to her sexy slit as he slid them off revealing a glistening treasure radiating the essence of taboo needed to continue his cultivation. He rubbed his nose against her delicate slit and breathed her scent in enjoying the slight boost to his lewd chi reserves.
"Red, I'm dirty from the road. Wouldn't you rather I wash it first, or better yet, you can wash it for me?" Jean said.
He licked her, tasting her slickness before popping a pill he purchased for them. It was the same adaptive pill he had given her earlier, only made for his body. Since it reacted to stressors, he hoped this was where it would shine. The pill only lasted a few hours, so he had to make the most of it.
She quivered as his tongue dove into her as deep as he could drive it licking her urethra and clit for good measure. Knowing what he aimed for increased the lewd factor and tightened his pants.
Jean was so innocent when he thought about it. They both were really. Red wasn't getting laid regularly back on Earth, and he hid himself in the fantasy world.
He pressed his fingers into her and licked where he found she was the most responsive. Red tried to pay attention and react when she shifted her hips and directed him to where she wanted.
"Could we use the bed?"
"I thought you would never ask."
She approached it. "Don't make a fat joke, but I'm heavy."
"Yeah, you are," Red said.
He dodged a swift kick.
"Will I break it?"
"Only one way to find out." Her ears flattened, and then she rolled onto the bed. He heard the springs cry out for mercy, and Jean's prodigious rump said no.
Jean bent her legs and laid her tail over the side of the bed giving him easy access to her slow opening pussy and thick pink ponut begging for fun.
This cultivation was a challenge like never before. He had to decide between certain anal and compassionate vaginal and didn't know if his dao heart could survive it. Ass or pussy both were great but one might give him more lewd chi than the other. Well, his cultivation companion seemed eager for either.
Red slid down and stretched between her legs, letting her hooves rest on her back.
"You know when I imagined having sex I was always on top of a centaur girl with my girthy futanari cock driving into them. They would cry out my name while I filled them, with our breasts pressed together."
He gained a point in Origin/lewd Chi just from hearing her say that.
Red looked down at his cock it throbbed thicker than it had been before. When he looked down at the daunting challenge of filling her, all he could do was lunge and pray that he was enough.
She was warm and tighter than before. He slammed into her using more strength, and her legs tightened around him. This was a sturdy girl; he wasn't breaking her.
He felt a splash of her feminine juices as she clenched around him, milking him, demanding he give her every drop. Her hungry centaur pussy clenched again rubbing her thumb sized clit along the upper side of his cock demanding to be filled. He managed to pull a few inches out of her before she pulled with her legs, driving his hips down, pinning him inside her.
Hot throbbing flesh squeezed around him as she moaned. She gripped his face, bringing his gaze up to meet hers. "Cum for me."
The returner filled her with every drop he had, and she moaned and screamed. His seed filled her, and her womb drank it in drop after drop.
Red breathed out and prepared to rise before she stopped him. "You aren't tired yet, are you?"
"We don't just need training and battle to grow stronger. Another ingredient is needed to ensure we become all that we can be. I'm a big girl, which means I need lots, so give it to me," Jean said.
He didn't know what came over her; she didn't talk to him like that normally. Red pulled his cock out of her with a pop and not a drop spilled. His cock was clean of semen as well. Her womb had drank every drop.
Well, if she could keep going, then he could too. Red rammed back into her, and she melted while he slammed his hips into her.
"Get out for a moment." Red pulled out and stepped back, and she rolled over to her hooves but remained on the bed. She raised her tail revealing the long centaur slit that had drank every drop before ready for more.
He placed his hands on her and placed his tip against her entrance. She winked, and he impaled her. Rippling muscles pressed down on him. Not tight but determined to stroke him for every drop.
This wasn't like their bonding she wanted his cum like a vampire wished to blood.
Red didn't try to hold back; he slammed into her like an animal. He gripped her haunches and pressed into her until her pussy threatened to swallow his balls. Then he let himself cum and felt jolts of pleasure as he released into her fiery womb hungrily drinking every last drop.
Sweat glistened off her back as she welcomed him for another round. Her lips were plump and swollen from two rounds already. He pulled his cock out to see it was swollen more than before he wasn't sure if he had gained girth or inches but he had faith. He slammed into her and pulled out to the tip before slamming in, giving her hymen a chance to feel him impaling her with each thrust. She shivered as he pressed into her feeling her hungry centaur slit swallow his cock and her inner muscles clench for just a little more cum. His balls felt like they were boiling, and sweat poured off of him. He needed just a few more orgasms.
Later, he pulled out of her with an ego-stroking pop. It was dry, but not from lack of effort. They went to the walk-in shower and washed each other.
…
Red awoke on the bed, cuddled up with Jean. Power raged beneath his skin, driving him to remain awake, listening to Jean's quiet sleeping form. His latest cultivation session had significant results. Jean was truly a treasure.
18/100
That was 15 whole points, 10 more than last time. They worked much harder than last time, and the gains were worth it.
He heard it then, at the edge of his hearing, a cry.
The returner rose and left the tent. He took a step with his skill and appeared at the edge of the well in time to look down into its depths, while the moon hung overhead, illuminating the well's depths.
He heard a gasp from a drider girl. "Help me." Something moved beneath her skin. Usually, she would have been able to escape the well on her own, but she couldn't move.
On her thorax was a partially healed wound, purple around the edges, where she had been stung.
Red started recording to complete the quest.
"Would you like me to end your pain?" Red asked.
"You're a tamer. I'll be your most loyal girl if you can get this thing out of me. No one will be a better companion than me."
His display already appeared to be searching for the required information.
"The Tarantula Wasp Girl paralyzes her prey but doesn't kill them. She lays an egg on their abdomen that hatches and feasts upon the victim." Her breast bulged for a moment before deflating before his eyes.
The horrified cry of the Dryder Girl was chilling.
The sounds were first reported three days ago. It was already too late, but if he had arrived a day earlier, he might have tried saving her.
He pointed his outstretched hand at her, and her eyes widened before a lance of demonic energy extended and pierced her brain.
Diabolic Thrust was a skill designed to kill by piercing the target. When he had only stamina, it couldn't extend more than an inch from his hand. With chi, he could extend it down to the well's bottom.
He watched a small hand reach out and pluck a piece from the remaining brains of the drider girl's corpse. A soft-skinned creature clung to the organ as she pulled herself free from the body of her prey.
The carapace of the drider girl cracked open, revealing that she was empty inside. The larvae girl had eaten her from the inside out.
The soft-skinned creature looked up at him with beady black eyes framed with soft white silk instead of hair. She had a young woman's jawline and serrated mandible that stretched out of her mouth for another bite before pulling back in.
"I have memories from my host. Why didn't you kill me?"
Red sat on the edge of the well, looking down into it. "I am a new tamer and need girls to fill my deck."
She smiled, revealing a toothless maw with only her mandibles. "Most tamers hate parasite-type girls like me. They think we're disgusting, and my host thought the same. She never thought my mother would target her. They were friends."
"Are you saying you would betray me if you became my girl?" Red asked.
"How can you trust someone whose first action in life is to kill the friend of my mother?"
"Because I'm using you for my gains. Your larva body is a beautiful treasure that will help me grow my power to new levels." Red said.
She reached into the husk of the drider girl and pulled free her heart and took a big bite of it before closing her eyes and moaning. "I've been waiting so long to take a bite of this. It beat so loudly as I fed. Screams of my host's pain were my lullaby. I fed until her screams put me to sleep, only for the moon to wake me to feed again. That should horrify you."
Red looked around for a rope or something. Until he saw what he needed. Beside the well was the old rope and bucket used to pull water up. He pulled at the rope and found it was still good silk.
"That won't work if you want me, you'll have to come down here and tame me near my host's corpse."
The returner rolled his eyes. She was so edgy. Clearly, she thought she was some kind of evil little bug because she had a parasitic part of her life cycle. Maybe she was going through her dramatic phase; who knows?
Most tamers seemed to believe insect-type monsters maxed out in the lower ranks, but that wasn't true. They only seemed that way because they were weaker than most other girls at first. An A-rank insect was just as dangerous as an A-rank dragon.
Red scanned her with his watch to see what she was made of—no need to bother with her if her attributes and abilities were crap.
Monster Girl: N/A
The returner pinched the bridge of his nose because she didn't have a name.
"You need a name," Red said
"No, I don't, I'm just a part of a cycle of misery."
"Keep talking like that and I'll name you hope, or inspiration," Red said.
Tragically, she kept quiet when he said that.
He tapped his chin, bringing suffering, but doesn't mean to, and also doesn't cry a river over it. Red heard something land and saw an enormous wasp woman with a long tail with a stinger on the end, delicate insectoid wings, a dangerous-looking blue carapace, and black eyes watching him. She stood easily 8 feet tall and seemed to hover off the ground without using her wings.
The Tarantula Wasp Girl smirked at him.
"Well, I heard you and my daughter getting along and can't help but wonder if you're the real deal. No fooling, are you all in on making my adorable little larvae a team member?"
"Mom, why are you a total traitor?"
"It's in the blood, sweety, betrayal is what we do. Also, they are special when a tamer looks past your nature instead of attacking you when you're at your weakest. Because this is a terrible-looking situation. Did you have to yank out your poor surrogate's heart and eat it in front of the tamer?" The wasp woman looked him up and down. "My name is Vespa, by the way. Aren't you a tall glass of nectar? If you were a few ranks higher, I would take you for a mating flight you wouldn't forget, handsome."
"That means she will drop you after she gets what she wants." The larvae girl said.
Red kept the video playing just in case and prepared it to send.
"Well, tamer, what's your name?"
"Red and I would like to take your daughter. I can tell you're a D-rank, so I know she's from a strong bloodline."
"Well, I've decided to name my daughter Xion. If you can get her out of the well, she's yours." She smirked. "I believe you were going to use a rope."
He gathered a loop of rope and had all he needed for what he had planned.
Red looked down the well. "Clear some room, I'm going to jump down."
"That's a bad id," Red jumped in and landed hard, but didn't damage his legs.
"Did you see that Xion, he's sturdy?"
Red checked his scan of her.
Monster Girl: Xion
Ability
Assassin I: +G1 Precision
Attributes
Vitality: G3
Endurance G1
Strength: G1
Agility G3
Precision: G4
Perception: G2
Intelligence: G2
Spirit: G2
Magic: G1
"How will you get me out of here from down here?"
Red took out his hunting knife, cut the drider's legs toward the bottom, and held up two spikes. He stabbed one into the clay wall and pulled himself up, showing that they could easily support his weight.
"Your host was E-rank, and the wall of this well is only stone."
"What's the rope for?"
"I'm going to tie you nice and tight to my back and climb up. See, it's easy."
"You're putting my mandibles at your neck, aren't you worried?" Red leaned forward and kissed her.
Monster girls were all beautiful in their own way. Xion was built like a lamia, only she had no scales, and her tail was soft. She had a cute face despite the wrinkly, worm-like body she was born with. She was a cultivation resource he couldn't ignore.
He tied her well enough to keep her on his back but not enough to hurt her. Red jammed the first spike into the wall, and it felt like he was lifting his maximum. Then again, Xion had eaten everything inside the drider girl's corpse.
Halfway up the well, one of his spikes snapped.
"So much for an E-rank spike." Red jammed his fingers into a crevice and felt his shoulder nearly dislocate as he was forced to lift them high before stabbing the last remaining spike into the wall.
The returner dropped sweat down the tunnel as he searched for hole after hole to find purchase before pulling himself a little higher. When he reached the lip of the well, his spike snapped.
Thinking quickly, he grabbed Xion and tossed her out of the well as he fell. He hit hard and slammed his head on something, dazing him. When he came to Red, he checked himself as the wasp stared down at him with Xion by her side.
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