Chapter 8: Pupil 08

Zara hoped that this week of the course would be fine. However, encountering Aritimi at the beginning of the week was already a bad omen for her.

The park was silent, with only one person waiting for her on a bench. For a brief moment, Zara thought she was seeing Aritimi, but no. The girl was younger, approximately Zara’s age. She wore her jet-black hair in thick braids similar to Aritimi.

Her skin was as dark as Aritimi’s, except that she was decorated with a plethora of abstract black tattoos, she had them even on some spots of her face.

“Um, hi!” Zara greeted her, “You are waiting for Aritimi as well?”

“Yep,” she smiled at Zara, “You must be Zara Cromwell.”

“Did you hear about me?” Zara raised an eyebrow.

“My mother keeps me informed about the other gals here. She tends to forget that this is a course and not a competition,” she sighed, “By the way, my name’s Curtis Williams.”

Zara shook Curtis’ hand. It was also covered with tattoos. Zara kept looking at Curtis’ face until it became awkward.

“Oh, sorry. I just wanted to take a better look at you because...” Zara started.

“Nah, no problems,” Curtis shrugged, “I know these tattoos are weird but better than leaving my scars uncovered.”

“Scars?” Zara blinked.

“My augmentation. I got bone implants from a Tooth Titan. They needed to open my body at multiple parts to reach my skeleton and left a lot of scars in the process.”

Indeed, as Zara took a better look at the girl, she noticed that each tattoo was covering a surgical scar.

“Oh, I see now. But not your tattoos are the reason I was looking at you weirdly. You reminded me of Aritimi,” Zara told her.

“Whoa! So all black women are looking the same for you?” gasped Curtis semi-loudly.

“No no no! That’s not what I meant...” Zara panicked but Curtis’ angry expression was replaced by a big grin.

“Just kidding,” she chuckled, “Aritimi is one of my family members, that’s why I look similar to her.”

“Good to know,” Zara sighed in relief, “Damn it, girl. You almost gave me a heart attack. And who is she for you?”

“She is my grandaunt.”

“You mean your aunt?”

“No. My grandaunt. She is one of the younger sisters of my grandma.”

“Wow! How old is Aritimi then?” Zara wondered. She knew Aritimi had been in the business for a long time but the documents usually didn’t mention her age.

“She is fifty-one. Her birthday is on Valentine’s Day.”

“Incredible. I thought she was somewhere in her thirty’s.”

“Yeah. Black don’t crack, baby,” Curtis smiled, “But it’s not surprising that she looks that good. Her family is one of the biggest monster-hunter dynasties with the strongest bloodline. They are technically not born, they are bred like hunting hounds. My grandma raised my mother differently, like a real family, but each time I see her, she remind of a robot that unsuccsessfully tries to pass as a human.”

“I always wondered what kind of childhood Aritimi had,” Zara said, “Lana mentioned something about her family.”

“I overheard some stories from grandma when she was talking to my mum. Their childhood was more like being in a military school every day, nonstop. No wonder the members of the big monster hunter families are kinda off their rockers. It’s hard to stay normal in a situation like that.”

Zara began thinking about her mentor. She felt bad about her, although it was hard to keep her empathy for long as she also remembered all the shit she went through because of Aritimi.

“And, any info on about what we gonna do today?” Zara asked after they stayed silent for a bit.

“Nope,” this answer reminded Zara of Aritimi, “I guess we will visit one of Aritimi’s old team members but that’s all.”

Then they heard a loud splash of water from the fountain’s direction. It was Aritimi. She was sitting in the fountain’s water, naked.

“Good morning, pupils,” she smiled, “There’s nothing more refreshing than a cold bath in the morning.”

And then Aritimi emerged from the water like a goddess arriving to her followers. Her nipples were rock hard and stood erect on her massive breasts. The small patch of crescent moon-shaped pubic hair was more visible now as it kept growing back.

Aritimi opened a small portal and pulled out a towel from it to wipe herself dry.

“Ah, you must be Curtis. The last time I saw you you were smaller than a Gremlin,” Aritimi smiled at her.

“Yeah, long time no see,” she replied. They didn’t feel like relatives as they interacted with each other.

“Can you use your augmentations properly?” Aritimi asked curiously,” I heard you had issues with them after the surgery.”

“Yeah, that’s true. I still can’t use my powers. According to Margaret, the surgery was a success but I need to activate my augmentations somehow.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Aritimi looked at her with a devilish grin, “Your mother asked me to help you activate your powers at all costs so I asked my old friend from the augmentation research unit that we would visit today to help us a little.”

“We can go now,” Aritimi finished wiping herself with the towel that she then discarded into the same portal she pulled it out of.

“Follow me,” she opened another portal and disappeared in its brightness.

“Wow! She is so hot!” Curtis exclaimed as Aritimi was no longer with them.

“She likes hunting and training in the nude. She says it’s some kind of reconnecting with nature or some shit like this, but I guess she is just a pervert,” Zara replied as they approached the portal.

“That’s not unusual in the family, I mean the connection with nature stuff. Although, I never met anyone from the family naked.”

“She usually stays clothed until we begin the course. This time was different. Sorry, I should have warned you, but I thought you were aware of her things,” Zara said awkwardly and entered the portal.

As she stepped out of the portal, Zara found herself standing in the training room again. Her heart skipped a beat as she noticed that.

“No no no no no no no no!” she almost yelled, “What are we doing here? We are supposed to see your friend from the augmentation unit. Why did you bring us here?”

“Don’t shit your pants. Today’s training session is for Curtis. We will unlock her abilities at all costs,” Aritimi explained with a smile, “But first, let me introduce you to someone.”

“Hi girls!” they heard someone greeting them from the catwalk up above them. It was a woman wearing a big white lab coat.

“Wait a minute, Serena. I’ll bring you here,” Aritimi shouted and then opened a portal to the catwalk and pulled the woman out of it.

“Ugh, thanks, Timi.”

“Pupils, she is Serena Wilde, one of the biggest augmentation experts and the daughter of Margaret, our lead researcher in this field,” Aritimi introduced her. Serena’s face indeed reminded Zara of a younger version of Margaret but she didn’t notice this at first glance because of Serena’s hair color.

Serena’s hair was long, reaching the middle of her back, and it was vibrant blue. As Zara examined her closer she noticed that her eyebrows and eyelashes were also blue so it had to be more than just a dye job.

“Oh, I see you noticed my strange hair color. It’s the side effect of my augmentation,” she revealed, “I got my powers from a Blue Ghoul and as a side effect, all my body hair turned blue permanently.”

“That’s cool but what are we gonna do here? This place is empty,” Curtis glanced around.

“This is the training room. I mostly use it with Zara to stimulate her powers and it worked so I asked the augmentation team about trying this with you as well. Serena and Margaret liked the idea and your mother is fine with everything as long as we will succeed,” Aritimi explained to her.

“I’m surprised Margaret is not here,” Zara added, “She usually would like to see something like this.”

“She is with Timi’s other pupils. They going to do some small tests to see how much they developed since they awakened their augmentations,” Serena answered.

“Okay, but why I’m here too?” Zara asked, she was afraid of the answer though.

“Let me answer this question,” Aritimi stepped in, “I’ll be busy for the rest of the week and I’ll have no time for our usual training session, so both you and Curtis will use the training room today.”

Zara’s eyes widened but she knew she couldn’t do anything about this.

“And how is this training going to look like?” Curtis asked.

“First, both you and Zara will get naked and then I’ll bring here some monsters from the Crypt to fuck you,” Aritimi replied casually as if she was just talking about something mundane.

Curtis’ eyes also went wide and Zara expected a serious revolt in her answer but surprisingly all she said was, “And this would work?”

“Yes. Zara, show her the ability you unlocked last week,” Aritimi ordered.

Without hesitation, Zara turned her left arm into a growling wolf head and then back into an arm.

“What do you say? This way we can stimulate your body better than with a fight,” Aritimi offered.

“It’s not one hundred percent sure, yet. But this experiment may help us prove this theory,” Serena corrected.

“Anyway, pupils, take off your clothes,” came Aritimi’s next order.

Zara had a routine with that. She quickly removed her clothes and began folding them while Curtis was just only about to take off her shirt. When Zara finished with everything and stopped in front of Aritimi, Curtis was only half-naked, wearing a thong and a sports bra that was barely able to contain her breasts.

Curtis pulled the bra above her head, and her big and round breasts bounced free. They were almost as big as Aritimi’s, although her nipples were smaller and the areolas were less wider. Her breasts were also decorated with tattoos that stopped at the edges of her areolas.

Then came off the thong and she revealed her smooth and shaved pussy. She had some smaller tattoos right above her pussy. Zara wondered how painful a tattoo there could be.

“Good. Now we have only one thing left. Serena, why don’t you take off your clothes? Don’t be a pariah,” Aritimi winked.

“I knew you’d ask so I was already naked below my coat,” Serena opened her coat to reveal her naked body to them.

Judging by what Lana said last week, Serena and the others from Aritimi’s old team are older than Aritimi by a few years, but Serena looked relatively good for someone in their fifties.

Her breasts were saggy and they had the grace of a tired pair of melons. They hung down to her belly button, but they had a certain charm to them. Her nipples were light brown and pointed downwards slightly. She had a few stretch marks, but she was fit for her age. Her abs weren’t six packs anymore but she had a clear outline of muscles. Her bushy pubic hair was as blue as the sky.

“You still look great, Serena,” Aritimi licked her lips.

“It’s hard to take a compliment seriously from you, Timi. You’d fuck anything. Your libido can even make Succubus look frigid,” Serena replied jokingly.

“Khm. Can we start before I change my mind?” Curtis asked.

“Just a minute,” Serena answered and turned back to Aritimi, “Don’t forget, Curtis is not as durable as Zara so be careful with her. I already selected some possible partners for her, here’s the list,” she showed Aritimi a note on her clipboard.

“I got it, now let’s start,” Aritimi announced, “Zara, you will start to show Curtis how it’s done and then it’s her turn.”

“Okay,” Zara nodded, readying herself for what was coming.

Aritimi opened a portal and entered the first monster. It appeared to be a three-meter-tall and two-meter-wide brick wall carried by two small human-like feet protruding from its lower half.

“What’s this? A Wall Mimic?” Curtis asked.

“No, that’s a Wallman, he’s called Wally” Aritimi corrected, “They seem to be weak and innocent but when they can merge themselves with a building, they can take control over it like a puppeteer parasite. Luckily, they can’t take over the Crypt, otherwise, we would be in big trouble.”

As Zara stepped closer to the creature, it opened its eyes. It had at least a hundred of them scattered across its surface. They had various sizes and colors.

“Wally, show them your cock,” the huntress ordered.

The wall monster’s body began to vibrate slightly and a small brick-like phallus sprouted out of Wally’s lower region, at the height of Zara’s hips. It looked like a long square-shaped peg with a small square-shaped hole at the middle of its tip’s surface.

Aritimi produced a small bottle of baby oil from a portal and handed it to Zara with a grin, “Go ahead, show her how it’s done.”

Zara took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. She had done this before, but the fact that someone else other than Ariitmi was watching her during this all made her feel self-conscious. She squirted the oil into her palm and smeared it over Wally’s makeshift cock. The creature didn’t react, only the eyes on its surface blinking rapidly.

She gave the bottle back to Aritimi and walked back to Wally to take one final glance at the monster’s cock before she begin to work on it. Because of the height, it would be hard to find an angle to impale her pussy on that cock, especially because it was pointing forward in a completely straight angle.

With another deep sigh, Zara turned around and presented her ass to the creature. She spread her cheeks apart and aimed the brick-shaped tip at her anus. The coldness of the stone made her shiver.

Zara began to ease herself onto the Wallman’s cock, feeling the sharp edges of the stone against her skin. It was a tight fit, and she winced as she pushed down, inch by inch, the creature’s unyielding length entering her. Aritimi and Serena watched intently, their expressions a mix of scientific curiosity and sadistic amusement.

“Damn it, girl! I would never let something like this into my ass. Are you all right?” Curtis was seemingly worried about Zara’s safety.

“Yeah. Unfortunately, that’s not the worst thing that ever happened to my hole,” Zara replied with an awkward smile and started to move faster up and down the monster’s length.

Curtis stared, wide-eyed, as Zara’s body stretched and took the coarse stone into her ass with surprising ease. The sight was both disturbing and arousing to her.

Zara reached down and began to play with her pussy which was already wet while her free hand cupped one of her breasts.

“Oh, yes! That’s definitely better now,” Zara moaned as her juices were dripping off to the floor.

“How the hell are you able to enjoy this?” Curtis wondered.

Zara tried to answer but an “Ah!” was all she could say as her first climax flooded her mind.

“What the ... Did you just cum?” Curtis was shocked.

“Oh, damn it, I can’t continue it like that. My legs can’t hold me anymore,” Zara panted as she pulled herself off of Wally’s shaft and kneeled before it, “I hope my hand will be enough to finish you off.”

Zara reached out with her right hand and began to stroke the stone shaft.

“Use your mouth as well. At least on the tip,” Aritimi advised. Zara leaned closer and took the first few centimeters of the cock into her mouth and began sucking and licking it while her hands were stroking the rest of the length.

Wally began shaking again. Curtis could see it began to dump its load into Zara’s mouth as Zara’s cheeks began to bulge and her eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

“Don’t swallow it, Zara. Walk here and show us your mouth is full of this monster’s seed and then swallow it in front of us,” Aritimi said with a smirk.

Zara nodded, her cheeks still bulging with Wally’s thick, white cum. She stepped closer to them, her eyes watering slightly from the pressure. With a dramatic flourish, she opened her mouth, revealing a mouthful of sticky fluid. It looked like a bizarre, alien substance, too gooey compared to human semen.

“Now you can swallow,” Aritimi added.

Zara obeyed, closing her mouth and letting the thick, alien cum slide down her throat. She could feel the texture as it coated her tongue and throat. The sensation was strange, but she had to admit, it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. She swallowed with a gulp, her eyes never leaving Aritimi’s as she did so.

“Good girl,” Aritimi clapped her hands as if she were complimenting a trained dog who did a trick for her. It was humiliating but Zara knew she couldn’t do anything against it, yet. She had to endure it.

“You’re a professional. I’d never swallow that many cock-snot at one gulp that easily. I tip my hat to you,” Curtis patted Zara’s shoulder as she walked back to her.

“Alright, Curtis, it’s your turn now,” Aritimi winked at her as Wally had been sent back through a portal and a new monster had been summoned.

The new monster was definitely scarier than Wally. It was a humanoid creature with milky white skin which was completely smooth. No hair at all. It had a big bulbous head with a layer of skin covering the face leaving no facial features at all. The creature’s groin area was also completely smooth without any genitals. Only the slim masculine build of the body hinted that this creature was probably male.

“Whoa! You guys caught the Slender Man?” Curtis looks at the creature in shock.

“No, that’s a Skinwraith, his name is Seymour,” Aritimi corrected.

“Oh, it’s not bad, I guess. It would be cooler to lose my monster virginity with a famous monster though.”

Curtis stepped closer to Seymour, “So, how I’m supposed to fuck with this guy? He doesn’t even have a dick.”

The Skinwraith stepped closer, his skin began to ripple across his pale body. Small tentacles, made of skin tissues, reached out for Curtis and wrapped themselves around the surprised girl’s waist and ankles to hoist her up in the air.

“Hey! I’m not into this tentacle hentai bullshit! I just want a nice big dick, that’s all,” Curtis protested.

“You will get one, don’t worry. Take a look,” Aritimi pointed at Seymour’s crotch. The skin opened like a flower, revealing a cock that looked even weirder than Wally’s. It was a line of small pink balls connected which made the phallus look like anal beads. Each one of the balls had a different size with the one at the tip being the smallest and the one at the base the biggest.

“What kind of dick is that?” Curtis gasped.

“Monster anatomy can be weird sometimes. This one is still not the weirdest. Now prepare yourself to lose your monster v-card,” Aritimi winked.

“Wait! I’m not even wet yet,” Curtis replied.

“I can help with that,” Aritimi smirked, walking over to the trembling Curtis. She reached out and began to fondle her grandniece’s breasts, her thumbs circling the sensitive nipples.

“Oh, w ... what are you doing?” Curtis stuttered, her body responding despite her fear.

“Just warming you up,” Aritimi whispered, her fingers deftly plucking at the hardened buds of Curtis’ nipples, eliciting a soft moan from the young hunter. Seymour’s oddly shaped cock was twitching with anticipation. Zara wondered if he could see somehow what was happening around him.

“Now, spread your legs,” Aritimi instructed, and with trembling hands, Curtis did as she was told. The tentacles adjusted, pulling her closer to Seymour’s waiting cock.

“It seems moisty enough,” Aritimi examined Curtis’ labia.

Seymour’s cock got closer to Curtis’ lips, the tip brushed against her wet folds.

“Okay, Seymour, she’s yours now,” Aritimi slapped the monster’s butt playfully as she passed by.

The tentacles holding Curtis in place began to move, pulling her onto the Skinwraith’s cock.

“Ah!” Curtis shivered as the first ball-like segment of the inhuman appendage parted her labia and entered her.

“It’s ... it’s cold!” she exclaimed, her body tensing.

“Relax, it will warm up quickly,” Aritimi assured her.

The monster’s phallus sank deeper into Curtis’ body. Each ball slid in one by one, stretching her more than she had ever been stretched before.

“Oh, fuck! That’s so weird,” Curtis gasped as the tentacles pulled her along the shaft and she reached the base. Zara wondered how this weird phallus would feel inside her as she watched.

“Do you feel anything, Curtis? I mean, about your augmentations getting activated,” Serena asked.

“Nope,” she panted.

“Seymour, speed things up. Maybe a superquick pounding would help,” Aritimi slapped the monster’s rump again.

The Skinwraith responded to the command, pulling out and slamming back in, the speed increasing with each thrust. The rhythmic smack of the creature’s skin against Curtis’ echoed through the room.

“Not that fast! Not that fast!” Curtis protested, her breasts bouncing rapidly with each powerful thrust.

Seymour paid no heed to her cries, his tentacles moving in a blur as they pulled her back and forth over his unusual cock. The speed and force of the penetration grew more intense with each passing moment, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air like the beating of a frantic drum.

“Hmm, still nothing? Seymour, put it into her ass then,” came Aritimi’s next order.

The Skinwraith pulled out of Curtis’ pussy, dragging the strange cock out with a wet sound. Before she could even protest, the tentacles guided the Skinwraith’s phallus to her tight, unprepared asshole.

“W ... wait! What the fuck!” she screamed, but her protest was muffled by the sudden pressure as the tip began to push into her anus.

Zara felt a strange mix of pity and excitement watching her new friend’s ordeal. She knew it was part of the process, but the sight of the Skinwraith’s cock disappearing into Curtis’ ass was still surreal and slightly terrifying. It’s weird to see something like this happening to someone else other than her.

“Oh, shit! I still don’t like anal, but now I get why people like to put those bead thingies in their ass,” Curtis moaned as Seymour pulled out his anal beads-looking member out of her and then shove it up again. Drops of Curtis’ juices landed on the floor beneath her.

“Not bad, but Zara could get wetter than this though,” Aritimi examined the scene.

“Can you feel something about your augmentations?” Serena asked again.

“Maybe,” Curtis panted, “I can feel a small tingle at some spots of my skeleton.”

“Okay, this experiment is going to be a success, I can feel it,” Serena murmured and wrote something into her clipboard.

Seymour pulled out of Curtis’ ass and then took turns pounding her ass and pussy, switching between each thrust.

“It looks like Seymour can’t hold it for long. I guess we have to move on to the next creature soon,” Aritimi pointed at the creature. He was trembling, his legs wobbling under the pressure of the rapid thrusts.

In the big finale, the Skinwraith pulled out his cock and aimed at Curtis with it. A second later, he shot a thick, gooey rope of cum all over her belly and breasts. It was almost transparent and had a weird, glossy finish to it. Then his absurdly shaped manhood retracted back into his body and the skin closed around it.

With shaking tentacles, Seymour lay Curtis down on the ground.

“Thanks, Seymour. You can take a break now,” Aritimi said, opening a portal for him. Seymour was so tired that he had to use his skin tentacles as extra legs because his real legs could barely support him.