
Miria stirred towards wakefulness, her arms wrapped around Claire's delightfully warm and soft body, her head leaning back against Miria's tits, the flowers in her hair already starting to open for the day. Miria took a moment to lean down and smell them, and a giggle escaped her as she felt Claire stiffen in her arms.
"...Did you just smell my flowers? Seriously...?" The dryad whined, covering her face, while Miria giggled all the harder.
"I did. You smell great." She said, her larger arms catching Claire's hands and restraining them, while the smaller hands toyed with her, one roughly molesting Claire's tits, the other gently tracing her flowers. "Be a good little flower and open up for me, hmm?" She said, her ovipositor sliding out, pushing its slick length between Claire's thighs and grinding over her pussy.
Calrie whined. "Nooo, Miss, don't call me that...!" She protected, face heated, gasping and squirming as Miria's aphrodisiac fluids soaked her cunt.
Miria giggled. "Hmmm. You feel strongly enough about it to use a safeword? Even a 'mercy' would do..." She teased, rolling Claire over onto her belly and moving behind her, her larger hands pinning Claire's down while her smaller pair lifted Claire's hips up and pulled the dryad's knees apart, making room for Miria to kneel between them and then repeatedly push the tip of her ovi in and flick it out over Claire's clit while she waited for her to respond - and got only a whine and a squirm for her efforts. "No? Nothing?" She whispered, kissing Claire behind an ear as she slowly sank her cock into her depths. "Then I'll have to conclude you don't mind being a 'little flower' so much after all." She said, sniffing at Claire's flowers again, the lot of them now spread wide open as Miria began thrusting.
"U-unnnhhh! M-Miss. F-fuuck. Please, m-may I cum?" Claire whispered as Miria slowly fucked her into the bed, her pussy gently spasming around the Tyrvexi's intruding length.
"Already? That's pretty quick. Seems like you're getting used to being a good little fucktoy for me, hmm? Oh, good work remembering to ask though. Go ahead, cum as much as you like while I have my fill of your cunt." Miria whispered, slowly picking up the pace, kissing and nipping at Claire's neck while one of her smaller hands roughly played with the girls tits, and her other one rubbed at Claire's clit, even as Miria steadily pounded her sex in.
"A-ahn! M-Miria...! I-I'm cumming...!" Claire whimpered, hips pressing back to grind her pussy into Miria's cock as the hiive princess fucked it, which only spurred Miria to pound Claire harder.
"That's a good girl. That's it, just let go. Let your body be a good little hole for me, hmm? Have to make sure that pussy is nice and stretched out so you can lay that egg easy. How many do you think I should put in you next? I'm thinking I'll aim for three..." She whispers, her hand dropping from Claire's tits to rub her egg bump as Miria cums, spilling a load, her pace slowing for a bit while she works her orgasm out - only to pick up again as she recovers, working towards another as Claire spasms and moans beneath her, already well on the way to her own second orgasm...
"Ohhhh my gooood. I can't believe you did this to meee...!" Claire whines, covering her face while Miria cuddles with her, kissing her neck as the early morning light comes in the window.
"Aww, don't be like that. I think it's a wonderful skill. Just what a good little broodmother needs, hmm? I'll have to pick up a copy of it myself, of course, but I'm sure you won't mind." She teases, all four of her hands stroking and petting Claire, gently rubbing her egg bump, feeling the growing shape in her belly.
"It didn't even ask me for confirmation. It just showed up..." Claire whimpers in humiliation, legs pressed together as warmth blooms between them, despite the thorough fucking she'd just received, while Miria giggles and cuddles her.
"It's perfect. We'll have to make sure you get lots of experience for it, hmm? No point wasting essence. But for now, we have to get up and start our day." She said, giving Claire one last kiss before slipping out of bed, while the dryad groans and follows her.
"Miria, Claire! Hey, good morning! Sasha and Alice already made breakfast for everyone. I went ahead and opened up that gun safe you brought in. It does in fact have a gun in it." Sarah said, waving them towards a table set with food. "Just a handgun, and we only have a couple of magazines. I checked it over, seems in good condition, so far as I can tell without actually firing it. The instructions and maintenance kit were also in the safe, however, so I went ahead and followed them to strip it down and clean it."
Miria raised her eyebrows while Claire grabbed them both food. "Where is it now?"
Sarah shrugged. "I put it back in the safe and swapped the lock out to one we had the key for. Took a bit of doing, but with Maxim and Jack's help I was able to manage it. Here's the key." She said, handing it over.
Miria nodded, accepting a plate from Claire. "Okay, excellent work. We'll want to establish an armory, I guess - I'll go ahead and do that real quick after I eat."
Claire grinned, noting Sarah's eyes on her belly. She turned sideways and arched her back a bit to make her egg bump more noticeable. "You want to come feel it? I don't mind." She teased.
Sarah bit her lip. "Uh, I dunno..."
Claire walked up to her and wiggled a bit. "C'mon, you know you're curious. Just a quick rub, eh?" She said, and Sarah hesitantly reached out, her eyes widening and cheeks coloring a bit as she felt it and looked at Miria.
"Uh, wow. This is pretty crazy. You've really got an egg in you...!" She said, squirming a little.
Claire giggled. "Mmm. Feels good, too. Nice and full." She said, rubbing her belly against Sarah's hand and then slipping away with one last wink to Sarah.
Jack sighed as Miria squared off against him with a padded practice staff. "So do I get a weapon, or...?"
Miria grinned. "What do you need it for? All you have to do is dodge." She said, taking a stance and waiting for him to ready himself.
"Right, silly me. Okay, come at me..." He said, and Miria began thrusting and striking, a little tentative at first, then slowly building steam as Jack hopped and skipped about, sometimes evading her, sometimes not. "Whoa, jeez!" Jack said, desperately rolling aside as Miria thrust the staff at his crotch, then laughing as she paused, looking guilty. "And here I thought you enjoyed our time together. Well, that got me the skill all right."
"Uh, sorry. Well, glad it worked... Do you think I should try and get something similar? I don't have any movement stats or much of a fatigue pool..." Miria asked uncertainly.
"Hmm, I dunno. I would think armor and shields would be more your thing... Well, you've got the armor built in, but. Here, let me make some shields for you, and then you can try them out and we can see how you feel?" Jack offered, and Miria nodded.
"Shit, yeah, shields sound great - why didn't I think of that?"
"Okay, so. First rule of combat training - listen to me and Jack and do what we say. If you have questions, ask them after you do what we said, not before." Miria said, while Alice pouted up at her and Zach stood awkwardly nearby. "Second rule, uh..." She looked over at Jack, and he shrugged. "...Don't do anything too exciting without asking us first. That includes fighting monsters, by the way. So, you have a combat style in mind yet...?" She asks, and Alice nods, while Zach sighs.
"Yeah! I want knives. Lots of knives." The wolfgirl says, grinning toothily up at the two of them.
Miria shrugged. "...Well, alright. We certainly have knives. Might also want to get you some short swords, maybe a buckler...? For now, we'll get you something to practice with, and then you're probably gonna want to pick up both the 'Melee Combat' and 'Dodging' skills. We might have you pick up 'Stealth' later, we'll see."
Alice bounced on her feet. "Lets goooo!"
Miria couldn't help but grin as Alice squared up against her with a sharpie in each hand, an improvised bandolier with several more across her chest. "Okay, well. Go ahead and come at me, then. Try and get me with the markers, without letting me get you back, eh?" She said, hefting the practice staff again, while Alice growled at her.
"You better believe I'm gonna get you - yipe!" She said, breaking off in surprise as Miria struck at her, dodging back and slowly circling. She ducked low, trying to slip under Miria's staff, but Miria kept striking at her, giving her a painful knock on the shoulder for her trouble and leaving her hissing.
"You okay?" Miria said, pausing, while Alice shook it off.
"It's nothing! Keep going." She said, diving in at Miria again, only to be fended off a second time. "Argh! How are you so fast?"
Miria shrugged. "Practice, I guess. And I do have that 'Melee Combat' skill. Don't worry - if nothing else, we'll get you 'Dodging'. Maybe focus on that for now, and we can do 'Melee Combat' afterwards."
Alice spat on the ground in disgust. "Ugh, fine. Come at me then!" She said, throwing her arms wide and T-posing at Miria, then focusing her efforts on dodging as Miria rained blows down on her. Finally, she held up a hand. "Okay, got it!" She said, looking at the system dialog and stretching, while Miria glanced over at Zach and Jack, going through much the same motions a little ways away. "Come at me again, let me test it out?" Alice said, the two of them resuming their practice, before finally Alice managed a low roll under Miria's weapon and came up with her markers to leave a series of black lines over Miria's legs. "Hell yeah!" She said, before squeaking and rolling away as Miria punched at her. "Eep!"
Miria smirked. "Don't get overconfident." She said. "Now, come at me again, lets see if you can do that consistently, eh?"



Well, you've got the armor built in,
Hmmm… If I recall correctly her armor will actually become more comprehensive as time goes on since I think I saw a sub ability in it that says it will grow with each level.
+0.5% coverage per level, yeah.
wasp dude had the same on his, though his was worse otherwise
Thanks for the chapter
Calrie whined. "Nooo, Miss, don't call me that...!" She protected, face heated, gasping and
Protested.
as the hiive princess
Typo.