Chapter 58: Undine’s Undertaking: Utterly Unexpected Upheaval

Aritimi woke up to the rancid stench of stale beer and sweat clinging to Steve’s bare chest pressed against her back. His cock, still half-hard and crusted with dried smegma, twitched against her thigh as he snored. She gagged, peeling herself away from his sticky embrace, her skin crawling where his grime had rubbed off on her. The bus reeked of mildew and unwashed bodies, the faint morning light through the dusty windows only highlighting the stains on the mattress beneath her.

She staggered to her feet, her thighs sticky with sweat and other fluids, her cunt aching from the hours of relentless, unsatisfying friction. Steve had fucked her like a man possessed, desperate, sloppy, never quite hitting the right spot but never stopping either. Her nipples were raw from his calloused fingers, her lips chafed from his unshaven face. She spat into a crumpled beer can, trying to get the taste of him out of her mouth.

Steve groaned awake behind her, his erection twitching against the mattress like a dying animal.

“Morning, babe,” he slurred, grabbing her wrist with sticky fingers. “Round two?” His cock, still coated in last night’s filth, bobbed pathetically.

“Oh, sorry ... I have to go,” She stammered, “I have to visit one of my friends.”

“Feel free to come back whenever you can,” Steve grinned, scratching his unwashed groin before flopping back onto the stained mattress. Aritimi barely suppressed a shudder as she left the vehicle.

The first thing she did was to summon her phone through a portal to whether she got any important messages.

The only one she cared about was the one from Kaia.

“Hey, Kaia, I saw you wanted to talk. We have to postpone today’s course?” Aritimi asked, “We still have a few hours before the course starts. I can reschedule things, but only four days have left before the exam, so we don’t have much time to play with.”

“No, I wanted to talk about something else,” Kaia replied, “I planned something special, but we can’t approach the location because of a certain group you know.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The PRA,” she revealed, “We need to infiltrate one of their events. Incognito, of course. Can you help with that?”

“Um ... yeah. I know a member,” Aritimi answered, “I’ll ask him about it.”

“Thank you, Timi!” Kaia beamed.

“But you owe me.”

“Bullshit! You still owe me a lot,” Kaia laughed, her voice crackling through the phone’s speaker. Aritimi could hear the smirk in her tone.

“How exactly do I owe you anything?”

“Well, I remember a ton of awkward stories about your early days, and I doubt you want your sisters to hear about them.”

Aritimi stayed silent.

“Now just help us as friends and colleagues and move on,” Kaia offered.

“Fine, I’ll go and ask that guy. I will call you later.” Then she threw her phone back into the portal. With a tired sigh, she turned around and walked back to the bus.

Steve was still in bed, rubbing his morning wood lazily, when Aritimi pushed the creaking bus door open again. His grin widened at the sight of her.

“Changed your mind, sweetheart?”

“I need a little favor,” She started.

“We can talk about any favors, but first, it’s time for round two,” he smiled, patting the mattress.

“Ugh ... fine,” Aritimi stammered, climbing back onto the stained mattress.

Zara and her friends were gathered in their usual spot in the park, waiting for Aritimi to arrive.

“Are you crazy, Zara?” Akemi groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Hey, I just gave her what she deserved,” Zara shrugged. “She had this coming.”

“But pissing off our mentor a few days before the exam? She is going to have her revenge. The exam will be super hard, or just super humiliating.” Akemi shuddered.

“You’re talking as if making things challenging or humiliating would be a thing she doesn’t do all the time to us,” Zara shrugged.

“Can’t we change the subject to something less stressful?” Dayanara offered.

“Yeah, let’s talk about today,” Undine said, nearly vibrating where she stood. “I’m so excited because today we’re definitely visiting the Aquatic Research Unit.”

“Are you sure?” Akemi asked.

“Yes,” Undine nodded confidently. “Aritimi said Yaraviel messaged her about our Halloween party plans. So we’re probably checking out her stuff that day. And the only units left in the course are hers and Kaia’s.”

“I wonder what she has prepared for us,” Zara mused, leaning back against the bench.

“I’m more interested in the Halloween party,” Bambi chimed in, already smiling. “It’s Artemis’s one hundredth birthday.”

“Right,” Gaylor added, “and since they’re supposed to announce her Council seat that day officially, it’s going to be huge.”

“We have time to think about parties later.” Undine waved them off. “Let’s focus on today. I hope we get to swim with some merfolk or other creatures.”

“Oh, I’d love to swim with Goldfish Mermaids and other cute ones,” Bambi beamed, clasping her hands.

“I want to swim with a Unicorn Mermaid,” Pixie declared, eyes sparkling with rainbow energy.

“I’m ... not sure they have those,” Zara said, sighing softly.

Suddenly, Akemi’s phone began to ring with the specific tone she set for Aritimi’s calls. The group went quiet as Akemi answered, flinching slightly at whatever was being said on the other end. After a tense pause, she said, “Yeah, we’ll be there,” before hanging up.

“What’s wrong?” Rexine asked.

“Kaia had to reschedule things because of a special occasion.” She started, “Also, a portal will open here soon for us.”

“But why didn’t she come?” Undine asked.

“Long story,” Akemi said as the portal opened near them, “First, we have to disguise ourselves.”

“Disguese? Why?” Zara blinked.

“We’re going to infiltrate a PRA event,” Akemi said while walking toward the portal.

The other end of the rift led them to the forest. The same spot where Zara, Koshka, Olympia, and Naomi were waiting for the PRA members in disguise to pick them up.

“But what happened? Somebody got kidnapped again?” Zara asked.

“No. Aritimi said that Kaia wants this.” She answered, “It’s about the course.”

“Thank goodness,” Undine sighed in relief, “I thought we would skip it or something.”

“Well, I guess we have to disguise ourselves to blend in,” Zara remarked.

“Yes. But how are we gonna blend in?” Akemi mused.

“Everyone,” Zara called, “Take off your clothes so we can disguise ourselves as monsters.”

“How exactly does taking off our clothes help that?” Gaylor asked.

“Monsters don’t wear clothes,” Olympia answered.

“Okay, but without our clothes, we’re just naked humans,” Gaylor replied.

“We will use our augmentations to help that,” Zara answered, “we just have to be creative with them.”

Half an hour later.

Zara stood waiting in her Bug Queen disguise, scanning the tree line for the bus while the others remained hidden behind the bushes. Also, she learned that she can hide her cock inside her body when using this form.

Soon, she spotted Steve’s rust-stained bus wobbling down the forest path.

“Hello, Steve,” Zara greeted as he parked. She immediately noticed Aritimi standing beside him. Hair messy, and skin still smudged with dirt from the night before. She clearly hadn’t had time for a shower.

“Nice to see you again, Zaza,” Steve waved.

“Um ... some of my friends want to join us, but I’m not sure if they’ll all fit inside.” Zara leaned to look into the bus, which was already half-full.

“It’ll be cozy, but we’ve got room for everyone,” Aritimi said. “Even our biggest friend.”

“Okay.” Zara nodded, then turned toward the bushes. “Come here, girls.”

An entire army of naked bodies emerged from the greenery and lined up in front of the bus door.

“Wow! You really did bring a lot of friends,” Steve whistled. “But of course, a hottie like you is popular.” He finished the sentence with a slap to Aritimi’s shapely ass.

“Yes. I am,” she hissed through clenched teeth.

“Would you ask them to introduce themselves?” Steve asked eagerly. “I want to know more about these lovely ladies.”

“Yeah, sure,” Zara said.

The first one to step forward was Akemi. Her black hair floated gently around her head, lifted by her telekinetic powers, giving her a pale, ethereal, ghost-like appearance.

“I’m Aki,” she said, using a Japanese accent. “An Onryō.”

Next was Bambi, her body dotted with spiraling golden patterns that moved like living tattoos across her skin.

“I’m Bam. Golden Goliath,” she said, strutting onto the bus like it was a runway. The men immediately greeted her with whistles.

“She’s pretty small for a goliath,” Steve muttered, scratching his head as he blatantly stared at Bambi’s swaying backside.

“She’s probably a hybrid,” Zara said quickly. “Maybe there’s some Elf in her bloodline or something. Anyway, let’s move on.”

Curtis stepped out next. She’d grown patches of fang-armor over her shoulders, hips, and along one thigh, just enough to give her a convincingly non-human silhouette.

“Oh, are you two related?” Steve asked, his eyes bouncing between her and Aritimi like a malfunctioning toy.

“Yes,” Aritimi said flatly. “She is my niece’s daughter. But she is not a Riftwalker.”

Dayanara followed, her red mane twisting and shaping into wriggling hair-snakes. She immediately drew whistles from several of the men.

“Daaamn, look at Medusa’s hotter sister,” one guy said.

Before she reached her seat, one bold idiot leaned out and slapped her huge ass. The resulting ripple traveled through her curves like a shockwave.

“Hey! Hands to yourselves!” Dayanara barked.

“Sorry, sorry ... couldn’t help it,” the man laughed.

Esmeralda went next, casually sprouting a handful of thick, glossy tentacles from her back. The reaction was immediate.

“Oh wow, tentacle girl! Don’t let her close to the Japanese girl!” one joker said before being elbowed.

Freya approached after her. With her tall, ripped physique, absurd ten-pack, and the occasional spark dancing along her skin, she didn’t even need to lie well.

“I’m a Voltage Valkyrie,” she said.

The bus erupted.

“Valkyrie? Dude, we hit the jackpot!”

“I want her to ride me into Valhalla,” someone muttered reverently.

Gaylor floated forward next, her weightless form drifting above the ground, Z-cup breasts bouncing independently of gravity like strange celestial bodies. She didn’t need to do anything else.

Then came Hristina. Her albinism already gave her a supernatural edge. She simply activated her freezing aura, letting frost gather lightly over her skin.

Next, Irish zipped out of the bushes, already irritated.