Monster Breeder

48. The Bet

With the most important meal of the day taken care of, we can finally address less significant topics.

“I’m climbing Harpy Mountain today.”

Gabby spits out Cottontail’s clitty in shock. She insisted on ‘repaying’ the bunny girl’s hard work after breakfast. She just happens to be using Cottontail’s face as her seat while servicing the tiny member. “Alex, what business could you possibly have there?”

Suka spits out my fat cock in shock. “Why would you want to go someplace we can’t follow? Wolves are terrible climbers.”

“Mph, mmm mph?” Cottontail asks, face smothered beneath the Goblin’s ample posterior.

“The bitch is right,” Gabby says. Suka snorts and flips her hair in response to the (technically accurate) title but doesn’t otherwise respond to the teasing. “You’d get stronger faster with our help tackling the Misty Grove or Charlatan Forest.”

“Well… I met this really cute Harpy the other day…”

Suka and Gabby exchange a put-upon look, then sigh in unison.

“I was hoping to have her to ourselves for at least a few days,” the Cinderwolf girl grumbles.

“I told you she picks up stray monsters left and right. There’s no telling how many she’ll bring home with her today.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Three,” Gabby says with confidence.

“Fuck, that’s a lot. You sure?”

“I’m certain. How many?”

“O-one.”

Gabby scoffs. “Easy win.”

“Are you kidding me? I win if it’s one or two!”

“And I win if it’s three or more. Easy win.”

The Cinderwolf girl growls, then lets it go.

Hey, I’m not that promiscuous! Err, my harem standards are very high! I didn’t take any of the mice or bunnies I fucked in the Warren home with me, even though I spotted some unique variants. I wasn’t tempted at all by the Goblins, Hobs, and Orcs we knocked unconscious getting to the Treefolk battle… Okay, a few of them weren’t bad to look at, b-but t-they didn’t meet my harem standards!

“Ahem, I was wondering if either of you had advice since climbing with me is out of the question?” I attempt to steer the conversation back on topic.

“Don’t go?” Suka shrugs.

Gabby plucks her spectacles from the nightstand and dons them before speaking, “Alex, how many monsters are you taking with you?” I raise an eyebrow, but her expression demands I answer the question factually.

“Two: Flou, and I’ll have Olindia with me.” I pat my lower abdomen, where my uterus houses the latter’s Pink Slime core.

The former schlorps over from cleaning cum drippings and perks up, saying, “I get to come with you, Alex?”

“Of course, I need to look my best.”

Flou happily gloms onto me and reshapes herself into a lacy bralette (still made of auburn fur) plus a pair of elegant panties with a vulgar bulge barely containing my flaccid cock.

“Alright,” Gabby says after briefly fucking me with her eyes. “But are they at peak power?”

““Huh?”” Flou and I say together.

“Slimes can have ‘Color,’ ‘Form,’ and a ‘Modifier.’ Flou’s ‘Form’ is ‘Fuzzy.’ That Slime you picked up at the beach the other day is a ‘Pink Jellyfish Slime.’ See, Color and Form. They both have a slot open for a ‘Modifier,’ and I don’t want you climbing that mountain without those filled. I believe all you need is to add two first-tier Slime cores to either of your pets to make them ‘Small Swarm Slimes.’”

“Umm, Gabby, Olindia only registers as a Pink Slime.”

“What? That can’t be… Well, perhaps she’s in the process of assimilating her two evolutions.”

I nod. “Actually, I haven’t checked her status since last night. She started as ‘Dormant’ and went straight to ‘Exhausted’ after she used her Pink Slime magic to save my life.”

“Ah, well then, you’ll definitely need to make her a Swarm-type Slime. I assume each core attached to her yields one use of healing magic.”

“That’s brilliant, Gabby! I’ll get on that right away, but first, let me check my status again. Maybe it’ll finally give me a clue as to why it’s taken her so much longer than Flou to come out.”

*Pets*

*Lazy Pink Jellyfish Slime Core*

*Contented Fuzzy Slime*

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