Daily Life of Monster Girls in Alabama

by GoatManofAnime

It's time for a MonMusu fanfiction that takes place in sweet home Alabama, nuff said.

95. Dreamland Conference

Chapter 88: Dreamland Conference

Later that evening, after taking a Taxi back to their living unit, Caleb and Drei quickly settled in for the rest of the day. The latter was filled in more on the details of his little angel lair escape mission along with the awakening of his new 'Ghosting' camouflage ability, leaving the young weasel mildly impressed. A few Predator jokes later and the duo decided, at Caleb's behest, to simply relax for the remainder of the day. He and Drei enjoyed some 'House M.D.' episodes, wanting to take his mind off of his arduous and very stressful experience. A few times, his mind drifted back to Enocha.

Despite, literally, dragging him into that ridiculously dangerous situation, a part of him couldn't bring himself to hate her…or many of the angelic beings he encountered. Well, except maybe her uncle Baliel…and those two rich bitches from their communal bath. Honestly, getting past the willful ignorance and…weird obsession with Romanesque architecture–especially the corridors–they acted much like normal people. Not much different from Scarlett and her friends.

Too bad neither group will ever see each other that way.

He can't say 'it's for the best', far from it, but it is the way things are currently. It wasn't HIS responsibility to change things. He had problems of his own.

One of which, right after he turned in for the night—it being a day he NEEDED to sleep and certainly welcomed it—weighing on his mind was his second impromptu date with Kaiya. He appreciated Drei covering for him but were his genitals REALLY the best distraction? A whole weekend with a woman he just recently started wasn't…unwelcome but…a part of him couldn't shake his uneasiness. The fact it's a full moon tomorrow certainly didn't help. The many scenarios he ran in his head at what could happen kept him awake. Maybe things were moving too fast? Would they even end up… doing it? Was it any different how fast he moved with Mirabelle and the others? Speaking of, would they even accept her and approve of her? He promised Mirabelle he wouldn't allow anything to happen without her and the others' permission…but their ground rules were still pretty vague. Was spending a weekend together considered off limits?

These and many other debatably valid concerns bombarded in his skull so much he didn't realize when he fell asleep.

…Dreamscape…

A warm sensation, like that of being enveloped in a thick and very soft comforter on a Winter evening, covering Caleb's entire being. It was calming and pleasant as his, once tumultuous and unstable thoughts, gradually matched the flow of the environment. He could practically feel his body melting into its embrace, blissfully becoming one with the surrounding and desiring more of its tender embrace.

"Feeling better, my Dear?", came the sweet voice of his beloved centaur girlfriend/wife in his ear.

Caleb eyes open and realizes the 'embrace' was quite literal upon seeing her slender, porcelain skinned arms wrapped around his chest as she hugs him from behind. She softly giggles, mushing her ample breasts into his back while her purple horse legs cradeles around his own. He couldn't help smiling as she, quite adorably, tries to embrace him with her entire being.

"Yep, now that I get to see you.", Caleb leaned back slightly, whispering in her ear prompting the nightmare to lovingly nuzzle his neck, horse tail happily flapping about. He then glances around, seeing nothing but the typical endless purple void. A blank canvas that acted as the medium for their imagination left uncommonly bare, "No scenario this time around? Kind of a surprise. Hehe, don't tell me you ran out of ideas.", He jokes, knowing full well that was very unlikely considering both of their overactive imaginations.

"Nonsense! I only wanted to soothe your psyche before we get started. You…appeared to have a lot on your mind…"

"Yeah, you can say that. Today was very stressful in the weirdest ways possible. Oh, but on the bright side I have learned two new abilities." Caleb said not excited to explain how he learned about them to her.

"Oh my! Is that so? Well…is it ok if I have a look?", Mirabelle politely asks, wanting his permission to see his memories while sending his uneasiness.

Caleb glances away reluctantly before replying, "Yeah, go ahead. But only focus on the stuff with Kaiya…and the angels."

"Angels?", Mirabelle expressed in surprise.

"Yeah…you'll know what I mean when you see…"

Mirabelle gives a slightly concerned look before nodding and carefully cups his face. She slowly exhales, focusing her power, before her eyes glowing brightly with purple light as his dreamscape shook and distorted. Images of him and Kaiya spending time together, then his hijinks with Enocha and the angels at the congregation including discovering his camouflage and…sleep headlock ability?

She releases his face as her eyes and the space around them returns to normal. She takes a moment to collect her thoughts at everything he experienced.

"...Bloody hell…"

"I know. Believe me, I have no idea how or why this keeps happening. I have the ABILITY to teleport and STILL get abducted and trapped!", Caleb expressed in ever-growing frustration.

"You're right, Dear, that does feel quite absurd.", Mirabelle remarks before getting an idea, "Buuuut, I believe the nonsense we experienced today can probably top it."

Caleb raises a curious eyebrow, "Somehow I don't believe you."

"Hmph, care to be proven wrong, Dear?", She mischievously replies with a smirk, interlocking her fingers to his.

Suddenly, his eyes glow brightly with purple light as images of Mirabelle and the others experience at Gwen the Bicorn's downtown sex shop. Even showing the backroom where she assisted in treating Aurelia's heat using the 'PattyCake Trot' doohickey the bicorn invented. His expressions morphing from shocked, confused, disgusted, and a little aroused told her all she needed and entertained her a little.

"Alright, I concede. You got it. I think that damn saddle alone tops the damn yandere shrine I saw. Seriously, what kind of 'gagoogady gosmoigaling' they doing that requires THAT?", Caleb heartily questions prompting a chuckle from his wife. At the same time, feeling like their depravity is kindergarten-level compared to them. Has it been vanilla this WHOLE time? Do they need to step up their game?!, "Not gonna lie, kinda makes me want to check that place out in person with you. Maybe we can try out that harness set thing you picked up."

"I look forward to it, love! Ahem, now then…since all that is clear, there's the real matter to address" Mirabelle happily replies, circling around him as images of him and Kaiya project themselves around them, "I noticed you and Kaiya have already become quite close now. Your first date was quite…something. She truly wishes to be with you even if it means sharing."

"Yeah…she's shy but…she got a lot of resolve too. And a little bit of a morbid fascination with things. It's really endearing.", Caleb replies, thinking of his time with the hellhound then quickly realizing how insensitive he must sound, "T-That DOESN'T mean she's better or anything like that and I kept my promise about not doing anything above kissing!"

"Dear, it's ok. I told you I completely trust you. I can see that in your heart your words are true. Still…", Mirabelle happily assured with a small grin, then tilts her head, "I can also see you do wish to deepen your bond with her. So much, you're spending the weekend together…"

Caleb was taken aback, unable to respond or deny it before rubbing his head plaintively and sighing. He conjures a large dark purple beanbag chair and plops down, "I…It just kinda happened. Sure, Drei kinda set it up to cover my ass but…I still accepted. Maybe because that was easier than telling the truth that would spark more bullshit or…I guess I kinda feel that way for her. I wish I could've told you before doing that though. I'm sorry."

"It's ok, love.", Mirabelle replies, kneeling beside him and gingerly taking his hand. She stared at him with loving purple eyes, "I forgive you. Besides, it's somewhat my fault anyway for not having a proper discussion of our ground rules."

"I wouldn't say that. It's more like this circumstance is a wakeup call that we NEED better ground rules. Process management or whatever you wanna call it. Still…bottomline is I don't want to have sex with Kaiya if all three of you are not onboard."

"Well, why don't we all have that discussion now, Dear?", Mirabelle casually suggests, standing up and walking in front of him.

Caleb stares at her with a curious yet befuddled expression, "W-What?

At that moment, Mirabelle summons her dream scythe to her hand. She takes a deep breath, focusing her astral energy as her eyes glow brightly and purple mana radiates around her body. The scythe blade gleams brightly as pulses of purple electricity ripples around it. Caleb curiously observed as purple void distorts and ripples almost like an old television screen with poor signal. She then skillfully twirls her scythe, making a few flashy yet unnecessary anime poses for dramatic effect as Caleb rolls his eyes, then slices two deep glowing vertical cuts in space. The cuts widen into glowing oval-shaped purplish-white portals as Mirabelle makes her scythe vanish then reach both arms into each portal. The centauress pulls hard as two familiar arms emerge through each portal. Caleb jumps to his feet as the astral bodies of both Camilla and Lyca come into view prompting him to assist Mirabelle in help them through before each portal closes.

Camilla and Lyca land on their knees and all fours, respectively.

"Ahh, mis malditas rodillas(my fucking knees)!", Camilla hissed, rubbing her kneecaps.

"My head feels funny. What happ–", Lyca muttered, rubbing her head before her eyes widen upon seeing Caleb, who smiles in astonishment. "CHIEF!" Lyca shouted with joy, alerting the Elder Devil, as they both smiled widely, happy to see their human lover.

The she-wolf smile jumped towards him, tackling him to the ground in a loving hug, much to Caleb's surprise. Luckily, he hardly felt any pain thanks to subconsciously numbing his pain receptors as his werewolf girlfriend roughly nuzzles his chest, tail wagging excitedly.

"Hehe, it's good to see you too Fuzzy.", Caleb happily spoke, petting Lyca's head as she yips happily.

"Senor?!", Camilla stated, cautiously glancing around at the unusual surroundings but her attention focused on approaching him, "Is that…really ju?"

Caleb smiles assuringly, "Your one and only Dorito…I mean Destino, Jelly Bean. Wow, I fucked that up."

Camilla smiled widely, knowing that unintentionally cringe humor anywhere. She rushes to his side, sliding down on her knees beside her lover, pulling him and Lyca into her embrace, burying his face in chest as she cries out happily, "Oh, Senor, it really IS ju! I missed ju so much!"

"Me too! It feels like you've been gone for months!", Lyca cried out, roughly nuzzling his chest.

"Easy, girls! It's been like…almost three weeks.", Caleb expressed as Mirabelle looked on with an amused grin, understanding those two needy behaviors.

"Still though! I'm happy we finally get to see you in person.", Lyca stated, her tail wagging faster as she gripped him tighter. It's a good thing that his pain receptors are still switched off.

"Yeah, HOW exactly is this happening right now?"

"It's actually pretty simple, Dear.", Mirabelle spoke, stepping up to them as they all look to her, "I merely tethered them both to my astral form in order to bring them into your dreamscape."

"How's that work? Is it your usual link you have with me?"

"Well, no…after some experimenting I found it difficult to maintain a link like that with four people's separate dreamscapes. That is, from long distances. If they're within close proximity, as in, PHYSICALLY touching my corporeal form…"

"Wait so that means you all are piled up together?"

"Jes, she suggested the three of us sleep together in the same room for it to work effectively.", Camilla confirms, as she examined her hand, not too dissimilar from her flesh and blood body currently sleeping beside the centaur.

"I wasn't fully sure how well your mind would handle having THREE of us in here with you."

"I'm guessing my brain is only big enough for two, like a studio apartment or something?"

"Oh, no, it's quite spacious actually! The issue was using too much astral energy, making it difficult to sustain these forms and greatly exhausting your mind and body. Luckily, I found a way to circumvent that issue using a 'battery' of sorts to act as our safety line.", Mirabelle explains, her eye faintly glowing seeing the invisible–at least to Camilla and Lyca—dark purple chords like safety harnesses stretching upwards into the endless void.

"Cool, you made a battery?"

"Ehhh, I wouldn't say MADE. It was just…lying around…", Mirabelle awkwardly smirks, shifting her gaze away.

Unbeknownst to the others, the chords used for the girls were actually attached to a familiar floating cube acting as the eternal, torturous prison for the ghost girl, Heather. Faint screams of agony could be heard from it as the ripples of energy travel through the chords. Was it morally wrong to turn your enemie's torture prison into free energy? Probably. Mirabelle certainly thought so, at first, but remembered ALL the ghost girl did, including attempting to kill her, her friends, and her husband. So, 'bollocks to her', she said, and made the skank a battery.

"Uh-huh…ok, I'll take your word for it. Actually, that does explain what hers and Fuzzy's clothes. I usually spawn in wearing whatever my night clothes are.", He pointed out to his simple black T-shirt and gray pajama bottoms, juxtaposed by Lyca dark blue wolf moon t-shirt and briefs and Camilla's dark pink nightgown.

"Huhu, would ju rather we showed up without clothes Senor?", the demoness saucily winks as she slips off the straps of her night gown, gently applying pressure to sandwich it with his shoulders and her cleavage to keep it from sliding off her body.

"Oh! Are we getting naked to mate?" Lyca excitedly asks, ready to tear her clothes off.

"Not quite yet. First…", Mirabelle remarks, snapping her fingers causing Caleb to vanish with a poof of purple mist then reappear by her side, much to their surprise, "Let's not forget the other reason we're here."

"Other reason?", Caleb skeptically asks, standing up.

"Oh, jes…of course. That.", Camilla half-heartedly remarks, reminded of that discussion. Lyca also visibly appeared uneasy about the topic.

"Ok, mind filling me here?"

"Mira told us Chief…about the hellhound you want to join our pack.", Lyca informed, her use of the word carrying a mixture of discomfort and resentment as she unconsciously touches her side with the scar.

Caleb is left stunned a moment then looks at Mirabelle, who nods assuringly before snapping her fingers causing a pristine, expensive-looking purple leather furniture set to appear surprising the elder devil and werewolf. She goes over and seats herself on the most level area her entire body could sit, tentatively tapping the cushion next to her.

"Let's have a seat and begin, everyone.", Mirabelle urges, wanting them to be as comfortable as possible.

Caleb looks to the other two and shrugs, deciding it was probably for the best.

The group settled in the center of the dreamscape where Caleb told them, or rather, showed them his experiences thus far with the hellhound woman. Everything from saving her life using one of Lyca's EpiPens—something the she-wolf had mixed feelings about—to their Chalkzone-esque date following their most recent encounter. The entire time, Camilla and Lyca were given a look at just who this new female was that wanted to be with THEIR mate. As they learned about her, Mirabelle could feel their distrust and bitterness waning. They couldn't deny the girl was truly in love with their human. No woman would go to such links for a simple mating session. What's more, they couldn't understand how but it almost felt like they could feel Caleb's growing love for the girl for themselves.

Caleb takes a breath as he readies himself, a projected image of the hellhound girl showing her blue eyes floating between them, "Ok, that's it. That's Kaiya. I've heard Mirabelle input but…what do you girls think of her?

Camilla, crossing one leg over the other, sighs as she collects herself, "I will admit my initial thoughts on her have changed. I thought she was intending to claim ju for herself, to pull apart what we had formed and satisfy her own sexual desire. Though, it appears I was wrong. That girl…I can tell she'd been suffering for a long time and meeting you was probably the best thing to happen to her. She wants to be with ju purely out of love and because ju accept her. I suppose…I can accept her too."

Caleb and Mirabelle smile in appreciation of the devil woman's willing acceptance.

"Thanks, Jelly Bean. Ok, Lyca what abou–"

He stops himself upon seeing, to his and the other's shock, tears ceaselessly streaming down the she-wolf's face, large quivering amber eyes, and a trembling lip looking like a sad and lost puppy.

"Ohh, gods. She just like…", Lyca sobs, staring at the hellhound still image, then going up to it and dropping to her knees bawling loudly, "She's just like me! She's just like me for real! I also grew feeling like I don't belong! I also felt like I wasn't good enough!", Lyca sobbed, pressing her face against the floating screen, tears flowing like a mini waterfall.

Caleb and Mirabelle exchange worried looks for a moment as Camilla goes to the she-wolf's side to comfort her.

"It's…Ok, senora."

"Fuzzy…I guess you're right. She kinda is in some ways.", Caleb admits while scratching his head, "I know it might be hard being around her at first but…"

Lyca sniffles wiping her eyes then looks at him slightly perplexed, "W-What do you mean?"

"You know…because of that night with the other hellhounds…"

"O-Oh…", Lyca somberly replies, touching the side where her scar was, understanding his concern. It was true she initially distrustful of a hellhound, of all things, joining their pack. However, things have changed, "But…Kaiya isn't anything like them, at least from what we saw. I mean, if YOU like her then…she can't be that bad, right?"

Caleb pauses a moment in thought as Mirabelle touches his hands supportively. He exhales and assuredly replies, "Yeah, that's right. So...do you want her in our…pack?"

Lyca smiles warmly at him using that word to describe them as he rarely did so. The fact he was going that far to uphold that part of her culture was all the proof of his sincerity she needed.

"Of course, Chief! I accept Kaiya as a packmate too!", Lyca stated, her tail happily wagging but then a thought occurs to her, "Hmm, actually I just realized, we didn't see anything of you guys mating. We saw you kissing but not really mating mating."

Caleb and Mirabelle were visibly taken aback by her comment.

"Well, no of course not! I honestly wanted to let you two know BEFORE we…did anything. See if you'd approve of it or not."

"Ohhh…that's odd but sweet.", Lyca casually expressed, understanding yet also not understanding.

"W-What do you mean 'odd'?", Caleb inquires as Mirabelle appeared equally confused.

"Well, it's not uncommon for alphas in most packs to sometimes bring in new females; usually after they've mated with and tested their strength. So long as the first wife approves, it's fine."

Caleb blinks comically, "What?"

"It is similar for my species, senor. In most devil clans, males are constantly bringing in new females without saying a word to the harem or his first wife. Sometimes, they'll add more even if they have a dozen females that HAVEN'T been bred! Why do ju think many if our clans are usually so big?", Camilla chimes in with slight disdain.

"Wait, so…did you guys just ASSUME I already had sex with her before telling you?!"

"As we said, Senor, it's not that uncommon of an occurrence."

"Plus, you already told Mira and she seemed pretty onboard with it when she told us.", Lyca points out as Mirabelle tenses a bit.

"Well…I wouldn't use that word to describe it but…I knew Dear truly cared for her and I wanted him to freely express that. At the same time, I knew he'd be hesitant due to his loyalty to us three so I…just wanted to do what I thought was right…", Mirabelle awkwardly expressed, her voice becoming more uncertain of her actions.

"I mean, I was definitely hesitant that's for sure.", Caleb admitted rubbing the back of his head, "Still, it's wild you two would've been fine with me doing that."

"I would not say 'fine', Senor, more like tolerant. I've just grown accustomed to that kind of behavior because it was the only life I knew for so long. But more importantly, I know you're not the type to go for the first pretty chica who flutters their eyes or raises their skirt at ju. The fact you considered mine and Senora Lyca's opinion and feelings beforehand puts you leagues above many of the males of mi gente."

Caleb pauses in thought as Mirabelle also glances between them, moved by her statement.

"I mean…of course I would. I respect you all so much. Why wouldn't I be honest with you from the jump? I learned how important that is by now because…I don't want to hurt any of you.", Caleb replies prompting caring smiles from all of them.

"We respect you too, Dear, that's how I know you'll do your best. Give that girl the same love you showed us. You have my permission."

"Mine too, Chief! But just remember, I'M your 'Fuzzy'. Give her her own nickname.", Lyca supportively asserts her position as the one TRUE Fuzzy.

"Mine as well, Senor. ~Go and give her that sweet, addicting love of yours. Just make sure to save plenty for the rest of us.~.", Camilla sultrily spoke, making Mirabelle blush.

"Appreciate the encouragement but I'd prefer we warm up to each other a little beforehand. You know I like my intimacy.", Caleb playfully remarks prompting a jesting eye roll from the demoness, "Thanks, girls."

Mirabelle smiled, glad how smoothly things turned out after all. At the same time, her thoughts turned to a few of Caleb's other memories from the day he experienced. Sure, there was his escape from the angel congregation caused by that 'Enocha' angel girl—the events of which she won't disclose to the others for now, especially not Camilla—fearing how they'd react. Even she was holding herself back not to go to that facility and take him home FAR away from those cruel angels. She then remembered his interaction with Scarlett. She could tell the girl seemed to trust him a lot, despite how she behaves. The 'wing massage' and their little outing together was evidence of that trust and the emotions he felt in those moment caught her attention.

Although, he doesn't have the same feelings for her as he does Kaiya. At least, not the romantic kind. She'll still have to keep reading his subconscious if anything changes though.

'One person at a time, I suppose.'

"Sooo, is this really the 'Dreamscape' you guys keep mentioning?", Lyca curiously inquires, catching their attention, looking around the purple void, "It sure is big…and purple!"

"It…certainly is, huh?", Mirabelle jested with a small grin.

"So this is the world ju both disappear to at night. I have to say I expected something…I don't know…more?", Camilla added, looking around at the seemingly endless void.

"Oh, this? No, this is just what it looks like before we add a scenario.", Caleb replies, standing to his feet as the demoness and She-wolf watch him curiously.

"Scenario?", Lyca tilts her head.

"Perhaps they need a demonstration, Dear.", Mirabelle cheekily chimes in as Caleb nods in agreement.

He focuses, body radiating purple and pupils glowing with ethereal as, to the surprise of Lyca and Camilla, the area started to shift and distort. The ground changes into a pale, white sand and an entire ocean in the distance accompanied by a rising Summer sun. Several structures spring out all around them from parasols sticking from the sand to wooden walkways leading towards small wooden building selling a variety of beach items and snacks. Further in the distance was a city skyline and several fishing boats stationed near a large harbor all with goofy names like the 'S. ' D. Nutz'.

Camilla and Lyca look around awestruck at the change of scenery. They feel the warm sun against their skin, the gentle cool breeze, and the graininess of the sand shifting beneath their feet. The scent of barbecue and salt water flooded their senses along with the sound of crashing waves and even people—mainly NPCs—talking in the distance.

"Whooaaaa…", "Diablos mia…", Lyca and Camilla respectively expressed at the breathtaking sight.

"Ooh, a beach scenario! We haven't done one of those in a while, Dear. What's the inspiration for this?"

"A trip I took when I was a kid to the Gulf Shore near Mobile. I remember it clearly because they were grilling alligator burgers."

"Senor…how did you do that…"

Caleb and Mirabelle exchange knowing smirks.

"It's the dreamscape, baby. We basically do anything you can imagine. HUP!", Caleb replies before jumping up and cannonballing into the white sands causing it to ripple and splash as if it were liquid, much to the surprise of the two dreamscape newbies. He then rises out of the sand right behind them, arms crossed in front of him like the Undertaker and wearing a Michael Jackson 'Smooth Criminal'-esqeu white suit complete with hat, "Hee-Hee!"

Lyca ecstatically claps, eyes sparkling, "Woooww! That's so cool! I wanna do that!"

"You can do whatever you like, Fuzzy.", Caleb assures before snapping his fingers to change his clothes back, "Anything you can imagine."

"Anything…", Lyca repeats, staring at her hands in thought.

"AS long as you don't go too overboard. This is still both of your first times in the dreamscape and we don't want you straining your astral forms too much.", Mirabelle interjects, wanting them to have fun but wanting their new bodies to acclimate.

"Por que?", Camilla expressed in confusion, her arm raised as she attempts to summon a magic seal but is unable to channel her mana, "Why can't I use mi mystic arts?"

"Oh, um, I suppose since your physical body acts as the medium to channel your energy into spells…and your body is currently COMPOSED entirely of astral energy with no tangible medium your spells don't work here.", Mirabelle hypothesized.

Camilla listened with an uneasy expression. It was definitely true that she, and just about any other mana user, required a physical medium be it solid, liquid, or gas but typically their own body or object to conduct their mana. Without it, they couldn't direct or even manifest their spells. In a world like this entirely composed of nothing BUT mana, she couldn't manifest even a basic spell. The thought of being that powerless was frightening, even more that someone so close to her has the power to do such a thing.

"No need to be worried though, Jelly Bean. We're perfectly safe here and, like I said, anything you can imagine.", Caleb assured, giving a thumbs up while levitating mid air in a seated position, "We're all here together so we may as well have fun!

"Have fun…" Camilla uttered.

Like this, Chief?!"

"Like wha–OHH!", Caleb expressed as his and the other jaws dropped upon seeing the she-wolf had grown to twenty times her size. She stood roughly the same size as a two-story house.

"Look at me guys! I always wanted to be taller than all my siblings!"

"Everything about that sentence SCARES the daylights out of me!", Mirabelle expressed, hardly wanting to imagine how big her other siblings are in real life.

"Uhh, yeah…just like that–AH!", Caleb jokingly replies before the giant She-wolf plops down on all fours, making them all bounce from the tremor.

"Awww, you look so cute, Chief. I can just eat you up.", Lyca happily stated, grabbing him like a toy doll, making him grunt in slight discomfort then nuzzling his body with her giant face, her tail wagging fast enough to kick up a mini sandstorm and blow away a few beach-goers.

"Yeah, please don't Vore me, Fuzzy. I'm more of a Snu-Snu guy.", Caleb smiles through the pain, enjoying her warmth and smothering his entire being.

"Vore? Snu-Snu? What's that?", Lyca curiously asks, her giant pink lips parted.

"Please don't put dodgy ideas in her head, Dear", Mirabelle advised, eyes glowing brightly reverting Lyca back to her normal size, much to the She-wolf's slight disappointment and Caleb's relief. Camilla, on the other hand, smirks in amusement wanting to attempt this 'Snu-Snu' thing, "Perhaps we should 'show them the ropes' as they say, Dear. You and I are proper veterans of this world."

"Hehe, you've got that right, Moon pie. Alright, both of you are getting a fun little crash course!", Caleb enthusiastically stated.

"Crash course?! What kind, Chief?"

"Why…to become Dream Masters like us!", Caleb enthusiastically stated, striking a leaning back pose while Mirabelle does her best Sailor Moon impression, happily smiling.

"Dream…Masters?", Camilla questions, raising an eyebrow at their strange posing.

"Oooh, I wanna be a Dream Master! I wanna be a Dream Master!", Lyca happily bounces around.

"Well, rule number one…always dress to fit the scenario.", Mirabelle slyly spoke, snapping her fingers prompting a flash of purple light from their bodies.

Instantly, each of their nighttime outfits is changed into beach swimwear.

Caleb wears simple black and purple trunks with his broad shoulders, firm chest and slightly chubby but muscular physique all on full display.

Lyca, to her surprise, now wore a black bikini strapless bikini top with matching bottom. Her sexy, muscular body with toned abs, lovely toned thighs and plump firm rear on full display as her fair-skin and short black hair glistening in the sunlight.

Camilla looked utterly stunned to find herself in a red and black striped two piece swimsuit. Her ample G-cups bouncing slightly in her red top, black bottom snuggly hugging her plump latina thighs and large rear complimented by an alluring hourglass figure and beautiful light brown skin glistening in the light.

Caleb stares in awe at how utterly enchanting they both looked right now.

"Whooaaa, cool! Our clothes can morph too!", Lyca stated, examining her body curiously, stretching the fabric of her bikini bottoms and snapping them back making her flesh jiggle.

"There, now you both fit the theme!", Mirabelle happily stated, her outfit changed into a light purple bikini top, Centaurean bottoms, a thin light purple veil and matching sun hat with little metal Sailor moon pins covering the top, "Don't they look ravishing, Dear?"

"Yeah, they sure do.", Caleb remarks with a loving smirk, prompting deep blushes and smile from Camilla and Lyca.

"Good, because these two lovelies have been missing you quite a lot as of late. They could use some good fun, love…and maybe a proper shag or two", Mirabelle slyly remarks.

"Is that right? Well, that can sho'nough be arranged.", Caleb replies with similar energy, taking both Camilla and Lyca's hand as they giggle in amusement and happily wag their tail, respectively. He then looks to Mirabelle, "What about you though?"

"Oh, um, I can simply enjoy the beach on my own. You should focus on those two for now.", She replies unconvincingly, wanting them to have all his attention for tonight considering how many times she's had it before.

Caleb looks between Camilla and Lyca seeing in their eyes that neither of them wanted her to be left out for their sake. A small grin grows on his face getting an idea.

"I have a better idea, Moon pie. I've been meaning to try something out for a while now. This seems like a good time.", Caleb remarks, stepping forward as the girls look at him with intrigue, curious what he had planned. He takes a deep breath, focusing then makes a t-shape with his fingers, "Clone Jutsu!"

At that moment, two figures appear before them in a puff of purple smoke. The girls were shocked to see fully identical copies of Caleb.

"Whoa! THREE Chiefs?!"

"Well, I certainly didn't expect this…", Camilla remarks in amusement.

"Neither did I. How do you feel, Dear?" mirabelle ask with hint of concern.

"Well, it sure is a new experience.", Caleb, well, more like all THREE 'Caleb's spoke simultaneously.

Caleb then focuses a bit, picking which of the clones to speak from.

"It seems like…I'm still not…used to moving…my FULL consciousness around…to multiple bodies.", Caleb spoke, jumping to and from each of the clones before speaking simultaneously like a hive mind, "But I think it'll do for what we have planned. Each of you get a piece of me and have fun!"

"Huhu, I like the sound of that.", Camilla expressed, immediately clinging herself to one of the clones, mushing her breast into his arm as the sensation hits the other two clones as well.

"Me too! Let's go have a beach party with our Chiefs!" Lyca said as she hugged Caleb rubbing her soft furry against him with the other two getting that same sensation just like before.

"I second that! All together now! Dream Masters!", Mirabelle happily stated, taking one of the Caleb's hands and raising it high.

"DREAM MASTERS!", The Calebs and Lyca loudly shouted as Camilla awkwardly tried mimicking their energy despite somewhat embracing the cringe.

"Lali-Ho!", Mirabelle cheered

"Lali-hoooo!", The Calebs cheered as well.

"What was that?", Lyca curiously raises an eyebrow, thinking they were practicing howling as Camilla appeared puzzled as well.

"It's our catchphrase, Dear and I made up"

"Annnd ju say that all the time?"

"Not…as much as we used to now that I think about it.", One of the Calebs admitted.

"I believe that is for the best.", Camilla plainly remarks as Mirabelle and her Caleb share a look and shrug.

…

Following their discussion, thr group proceeded to enjoy themselves in the dreamscape beach setting. Mirabelle, Lyca, Camilla and their Calebs happily enjoyed splashing around in the cooling ocean waves, playing an invigorating game of volleyball, and simply enjoying the beach.

All the while, Camilla couldn't help noticing some of the people walking around or doing beach activities as well. They're movements and behavior seemed unnatural. When she asked Caleb, he simply responded they were NPCs. People he and Mirabelle construct to make the scenario more lifelike; as such too were made to follow a particular role but usually just background characters.

Still the thought of being able to create people, anyone in fact, was some the elder devil would remember for later.

….

While Mirabelle, Lyca and their Caleb Copies were enjoying their snacks from the local bar, Camilla and her Caleb copy were lying underneath a couple of yellow parasols sharing a large beach towel together. Her hand lovingly clasped to his, feeling content with him by her side.

All the same her Caleb copy was having a bit of trouble enjoying THIS moment to the fullest. The sensations and emotions of the other two copies flooded his body as they enjoyed themselves with the girls. The cold water splashing against his body, the pain of the volleyball smacking his face after Lyca spikes it a bit too hard, even now the taste of both green apple AND kiwi-strawberry flavored shaved ice against his taste buds and the cold feeling bombarded his senses. It was a little overwhelming for the first-time hive minder.

'Ugh, talk about sensory overload. How the hell do bees do this? It feels like a three way tug-of-war with myself. Keep it together me, and me, and me, focus on…making them happy for now.', Caleb thought to himself before looking over at Camilla, taking in how unbelievably beautiful she looks with those plump thighs and sexy figure. Not just her, he could sense the OTHER hims felt the same towards Lyca and Mirabelle.

"~Huhu, see something ju like, Senor?~", Camilla says with a devilish smirk and fluttering eyes, lying on her side tracing her luscious curves and cupping her large breast seductively.

"Only a beautiful woman next to me.", Caleb said with a smirk, intending for just this copy to say it, ends up making all three copies speak his thoughts simultaneously.

Further away at the snack bar, Mirabelle and Lyca blush feverishly at the sudden compliment as the walk away with their treats in hand.

"Oh? In that case…", Camilla remarks, flipping over on her stomach with her wings limping at her side and tail swaying. She concentrates and, to her surprise, a bottle of cocoa oil similar to the one in their bathroom, appears in her hands, "Why not give this woman your attention? Ju don't want her skin to burn, Si?", she saucily emphasized, making her bra vanish, leaving completely topless as her ruby red eyes beckon him wantingly.

Caleb, jaw slightly agape in surprise and with very little hesitation accepts the bottle, "N-No, of course not! Leave it to me!"

Camilla smiled widely, watching in amusement as he hastily hopped to his feet to attend to her. Seeing him ecstatic at the opportunity to give her attention, made her heart flutter.

While that was going, Mirabelle, Lyca and their Caleb Copies could be seen walking along the beach chatting and enjoying shaved ice and ice cream.

"Whoa! So this is how chocolate tastes!? I really like it!", Lyca happily expressed while eating a fudge bar.

"Yep, and without the risk of triggering your species' allergies. Power of the dreamscape baby!", the Caleb Copy holding her hand informs. He unconsciously gave her all the taste and texture sensation of the treat so she'd enjoy to it's fullest.

"It also helps when our dreamscape host has such a vivid memory. Though, maybe a bit TOO vivid at times.", Mirabelle cheekily remarks, trotting along enjoying her strawberry shaved ice while her Caleb Copy rode on her back.

"Is this about the sauna scenario? I told you that's how I remember it when I went to the gym with Vanessa."

"I can forgive the rank, nostril-burning scent of the diffuser but I ABSOLUTELY draw the line at old geezer jimmies!", Mirabelle expressed in displeasure, still trying to forget it, "I haven't been able to look at brown potatoes ever since!"

"Hey, if I gotta be traumatized from the experience, so do you. What's mine is yours remember?", He cheekily remarks as Mirabelle puffs her cheeks in discontent and Lyca chuckles at their antics.

"For crying out loud, don't go using my wife's privileges against me! Have you no shame?"

"Ha! Says the girl who—"

At that moment, both Caleb Copies tense, feeling an intensely pleasant sensation in their palms. It felt like his hands were covered in viscous fluid and repeatedly gliding across soft, warm and smooth yet springy silk-like material. He felt jolts of pleasure ripple through his arms and down his spine as his finger sinks into it. A feminine moan of pleasure echoes through both copies' ears.

"Yes? The girl who what?", Mirabelle inquires while slightly annoyed, still awaiting an answer. She turns her head, immediately noticing his dazed expression, "Dear? Is everything alright?"

He doesn't answer, his hands trembling at the intense feeling.

"Hey, Chief! Look what I found! Can we cook it?!", Lyca stated, running up to her copy presenting a horseshoe crab. She then notices his stone faced expression, "Chief? Are you ok?"

…Meanwhile, as both Caleb Copies were malfunctioning…

"Haaa…j-jes…right there, Senor.", Camilla moaned in sheer bliss as her human massaged the oil deep in her flesh and muscles.

After taking care of her wing, which were now shining like fine leather, he worked his way to the rest of her. His hands attentively glided down her firm, sexy back and sides before working down her ample rear and plump thighs. He could feel her heat, her tail lovingly rubbing against him trying but failing to fully wrap him up, her body twitching and quivering with every move he made. His fingers squeezing and kneading her soft, beautifully glistening flesh as if she were made of dough while inciting louder moans of pleasure from the devil woman. It was music to his ears. The kind that immediately puts someone in that mood. He makes his way down her calves and feet, massaging them and giving himself a break.

"~Ay, ju missed a spot, Senor.~", Camilla teasingly spoke, swaying her shapely rear at him while pulling at her bikini with her tail. She looks back with a lustful gaze, "~This is in the way, take it off.~"

Caleb, wide eyed, gulps loudly squeezing the bottle hard enough for the oil to shoot out, covering his entire hand. He immediately complies, rubbing the oil all over both hands, then hooks one on her black bottoms at the crack of her ass making her shudder in delight. In a swift but slightly clumsy motion, he pulls down her bottom to her feet before tossing them aside.

Caleb stares down at her fully naked rear, seeing wantonly sway her hips encouraging him to proceed. He gently but firmly squeezes her rear, giving it a nice slap, inciting a lengthy moan out of the elder devil, before spreading her cheeks to reveal her quivering pussy covered in her juices from the stimulation. He licks his lips hungrily before he starts stroking and caressing her puffy lips with his oily finger making squelching sounds as she quivers violently, moaning in sheer delight. All while her tail possessively coils around his firm arm.

"Senor ahhh…Si, tócame más(Yes, touch me more)...", Camilla moans, mouth agape and breathing unsteady.

Caleb, deciding to stop teasing, inserts his index finger into her hot crevice making her arch her back at the sensation.

"D-Dear?", "Chief? Haaa..", he heard the voices of Mirabelle and Lyca, respectively, in his ear catching his attention.

Back over to both girls, their Caleb Copies snap out of their daze, quickly realizing their bodies had been moving on their own and groping their respective partners. Mirabelle's copy had been lovingly squeezing and massaging her breasts while pressed against her now quivering form. Her face flushed red with lust and slightly drooling. Lyca's copy was in a similar state, his hands caressing and squeezing the now shuddering and blushing werewolf abs sides before working to her plump rear. She even dropped the horseshoe as it slowly scuttles away.

"S-Sorry, Fuzzy!", "S-Sorry, Moon pie!", Both copies exclaimed, pulling away from their respective girl who looked at their Caleb in confusion.

"Haaa, what…what happened?", Mirabelle curiously inquires about his actions and why he stopped.

"W-Where'd that come from, Chief?"

"Sorry, girls, I'm still getting used to this hive mind thing. The other me that's with Camilla is…well, they're having their own fun. Even now, I can feel EVERYTHING he's doing, it's kinda hard to concentrate. I guess I started mimicking his actions without realizing.", both copies explained trying to focus on the conversation and not the pleasure bombarding their lower regions.

Mirabelle and Lyca look at the still flustered but understood what he meant. The former's eyes glow brightly a moment, checking the location of the third copy. Her eyes widened and cheeks reddened upon seeing Camilla and her copy were indeed enjoying themselves. She switches back to normal vision and audibly clears her throat then smiled mischievously

"In that case, Dear…why don't we have fun ourselves as well?", Mirabelle says in a sultry tone, flipping her hair back looking at her copy with lust.

The copy blushes slightly, taken aback, and replies, "Uh, yeah, sure Moon pie."

"Great! Hold on, tight now!", Moon pie stated, prompting her copy to hastily grab her waist as she quickly gallops away past Lyca and her copy.

"Hey! Where are y'all–"

"You two have fun as well!", Mirabelle called to them, cutting off the other copy.

Before the copy could question anything, her feels the she wolf's arms wrap around and her firm body pressing against his back wantingly.

"Hehe, you heard her Chief. ~Let have fun~", Lyca innocently yet huskily whispers in his ear, her hot breath making him shudder.

Suddenly, he felt like his body was slowly rising off the ground while still embraced by the She-wolf. He looked to see his feet were certainly off the ground while Lyca's canine paws remained firmly planted. Not only that, her noticed her forearm was a bit thicker than normal. It was then he looked back, shocked to see Lyca had grown herself to over ten feet tall with a slightly buffer physique, plumper thighs and butt. All the while, smiling at him lovingly as her tail wagged.

"Uhh, Fuzzy, w-what are ya doin'?", the copy nervously asked.

"We're gonna have fun, Chief. It's not everyday we all get to do stuff like this. Besides…", Lyca expressed, holding him a bit tight, cheeks blushing brightly with a toothy grin, "~I wanna try that 'Snu-Snu' thing you mentioned earlier.~"

Caleb's smiles nervously, feeling both a little scared and very aroused while simultaneously cursing his big mouth.

'Hehe, ohh boy…', The copy thought, nervously sweating before getting a jolt of intense pleasure through his nether region, 'Aghh, the hell's going on over there?!'

….Super Lemons….

"Haaaa! Right there, Senor!", Camilla cried out in absolute bliss, wings and body twitching violently. Her large latina rear raised up as his oily rock-hard cock, sandwiched between her silky soft ass cheeks repeated thrusting and grinding against her.

The Caleb Copy groans in pleasure at the delightful sensation of his hips crashing against her voluptuous rear, her flesh rippling from the force. The sounds of their flesh clashing filled his ears and her ecstatic moan spurned his lust even more. Her tail tightly coiled itself around his waists, adding an extra layer of pleasure for the elder devil. He grits his teeth, trying to keep himself from bursting too early as he digs his fingers into her flesh.

At that moment, he gets another jolt of pleasure unlike the one he was currently feeling. Along with the sensation of his cock between her cheeks, it now feels like his entire member was engulfed in something hot, moist and slippery repeatedly sliding up and down from base to tip. Not only that, it felt like something blunt repeatedly bumping against his lower stomach.

…

Further away, right underneath the docks of the boatyard, Mirabelle could be seen with her Caleb copy…servicing him on her knees in the sands.

"Nghh…M-Moon pie…", her Caleb Copy elicits, throwing his head back against the large wooden beam behind him, as the purple centauress' head bobs up and down his erect cock. His swim trunks pulled to his knees as he gripped the wooden beam tightly. Her hot tongue swirling around the tip and soft lips dragging along his shaft.

Mirabelle hums in delight at the taste of her lover, feeling his manhood filling her up and spurring her lust even more. She hugs his waist tightly for support while taking him as deep as she could. Her breasts, flopping about from the continued motion end up slipping from the confines of her bikini. She couldn't care less if her hardened, cherry red nipples were exposed or the wetness dripping from both her excited womanhood, so much that sand was sticking to both bikini crotches. All she wanted was to taste as much of her Dear as possible, as long as possible.

"~Dear…Dear…~", Mirabelle moans, looking with loving, hazy purple eyes, happy to see his lewd expression. It always filled her heart with joy knowing how happy she could make him. The pleasant fuzzy feeling rattling through her skull was also good.

The Caleb Copy grits his teeth, using all his willpower not to cum so quickly both between this stimulation and the other copy it was becoming very difficult. Right as he thought of this, he felt another jolt of pleasure hit him. This time it came in the form of something firm yet smooth clamped around his entire head. At the same time, something hot and wet pressed against his mouth. It both smelled and tasted sweet, arousing him further.

…

While that was going on, somewhere on the secluded area of the beach surrounded by large rock, Lyca lay on top of her Caleb copy, back turned him, with his entire head locked between her muscular thighs gently but firmly squeezing and smothering his face with her bare ass. Her womanhood grinds against him, giving a taste of her juices which he eagerly received. All the while, happily pumping his dick with her large hands.

Lyca arches her back, shuddering violently, feeling his hot tongue churning inside her pussy enjoying her sweet taste. His fingernails digging right into the meat of her ass, holding her steady as her tail flails about erratically. It didn't really hurt her at all. If anything it increased the pleasure for the young werewolf just knowing he desired her so much.

"Ahhh hnngh Chief…", Lyca moans in delight, pumping at his member clasped in her hand. She stared at the brown head of his cocks that spewed precum like a hungry wolf looking at meat. The musky-smelling liquid coating her paw pads and acting as a lubricant. She starts lapping her tongue at his cock, enjoying the salty yet sweet taste of her mate, and sending jolt of pleasure that made him buck his hips.

Caleb, though enjoying every moment of this pleasant prison, could ignore the other bombardments of pleasure hitting him all at once. The links between his other copies were becoming more blurred by the minute and every bit of pleasure they felt could barely be distinguished from his own. It made it difficult to focus solely on Lyca and no doubt the other copies felt the same for their lover as well.

He could barely hold in his lust anymore and was seconds away from bursting.

Suddenly, as if sensing his imminent release, he felt Lyca's thighs unlock from around his head and release his cock from her grasp before repositioning herself. Not only her, he could the feel pleasure of his other copies grinding to a halt as well, along with a shared feeling of confusion and slight frustration.

"Cheif?", "Senor?", "Dear?", he and the other copies heard the respective voices of the girls.

Simultaneously, focusing on one point of view at a time he could see each of the girls. The first was Camilla. Now flipped on her back, wings spread and arms outstretched with a loving devilish smile and hunger-filled red eyes. Her bare breasts with pink hardened nipples and knees spread to show her slick, dripping pussy as her tail coils against his leg. The next point of view was of Mirabelle, smiling with flushed cheeks and mushing her ample breasts to his firm chest. Below, she used her free hand to spread her front pussy lips, lining herself with his hard cock. The last point of view was of an Amazoness-sized Lyca, straddling his waist looking down at him with hunger and devotion placing her large paws on his shoulders. She angles her neatly trimmed, glistening wet pussy over his erection spreading her lips with her fingers.

"~Come, Mi Amor, it is time to do mi front now. Give me all of ju.~", Camilla's spicy, sultry voice echoes in their ear.

"~Sorry if it's a tad awkward but I want you inside me this way, Dear. I want to see your face more.~", Mirabelle's sweet words echo in their minds.

"~I can't wait anymore, Chief. It's been too long.~ I'll…try my best to be gentle though.", Lyca's unfettered devotion echoed down to their heart.

'DON'T BE! I'LL TAKE THAT SHATTERED PELVIS WITH PRIDE!', Caleb Copy furiously screamed internally, surprising even the other two copies of himself.

Still, at that moment, they were each united as one mind with one goal in mind as they lined themselves with their respective partner's entrance. One goal they shared as a collective consciousness. And that was…

'TO GIVE THESE THREE THE LOVE THEY DESERVE!', All three Caleb's scream internally as they are each buried into hot, velveteen pulsating walls of their respective love, simultaneously.

Along with the loud moans of the girls, the copied eyes widen in pure shock at indescribable sensation. It was as if Caleb was experiencing all the best aspects of each of the girls at once.

Mirabelle's warm, firm yet attentive walls grip every inch of his dick, her upper half undulating to push him deeper with her head buried in his neck, coupled with the smooth velvet feel of her fur against his skin.

Lyca's tight and energetic walls repeatedly contract and contort around his cock, her muscular thighs and hips slapping against his crotch in a simple yet vigorous bouncing motion. He also loved her cute little canine noises she made as their hips collided.

Camilla's hot, slick and smooth passage, yet gripping him with such neediness, tried to squeeze out everything he had. He could feel her arms wrapped around his neck, legs locked around his waist, and her tail coiled on his legs, trying to bring him as close as possible.

This was a new height of pleasure the young man hadn't experienced before. Truly uncharted territory. Yet, he still wanted to explore it, see how deep it goes and how much his mind and body could truly take. As Caleb continued to chase this new height of pleasure, he could feel himself, ALL of himself, reach their climax.

"I'm so close, baby! I can't hold it!", All three Caleb spoke in unison, their hips thrusting in perfect rhythm.

"That's fine, I want it! Give it to me Dear/Chief/Mi Amor!", He heard Mirabelle, Lyca, and Camilla, respectively, speak in his ear a they reached the height of their lust as well.

It was the final push he needed. With a few more perfectly timed thrusts, each Copy buried themselves deep in the respective partner's womb, filling them each to the brim with his white hot essence.

At the same time, each of the girls cries out in sheer bliss, riding out their intense orgasms.

"KYAAAHHHHH!", Their cries of pleasure ring in the Copies ears as their juices coat their cocks and waists, the warm liquified lust coating his skin..

"HAAAAAAAAA!", the Caleb Copies cry out in euphoric bliss that mere words couldn't BEGIN to describe.

Their eyes glowing bright whitish-purple, screams echoing in the void as they road out the biggest orgasm of his life. Times THREE! The pleasure was so intense it threatened to fry his brain completely from the unfettered rush of serotonin and dopamine.

…. Meanwhile….

Outside in the real world, Mirabelle, Camilla, and Lyca's bodies could be violently trembling as they all softly moaned in their sleep. At the same time, their bodies glowing brightly with red, purple, and yellow aura, all of them having received their lover's essence in astral form.

…Lemon Mochi…

Back in the dreamscape, each of the girls could be seen basking in the afterglow. They each lay limp against their Caleb, enjoying the comforting warmth of his body.

At the same time, the Caleb copies were mentally parachuting down from cloud nine giving a moment to collect themselves.

"That…ju have no idea…how much I needed that…Senor.", Camilla cooes tiredly in her copy's ear, her tail coiled tightly around his leg, "Huhu, I would love a second helping if ju are willing?"

"Oh, believe me Jelly Bean, the spirit IS willing but the mind can't take that big a blow so soon. Why don't we take a moment to rehydrate a bit?", He replies before snapping his fingers.

At that instant, Sebastian from Black Butler appears in a puff of purple smoke, surprising the Elder Devil, as he presented a silver platter in hand.

"The usual, sir?", the regal butler removed the cover to reveal a single can of vanilla DD Pepper, just like the ones Tristan family had, on display.

Camilla gave a plain look, hardly surprised by the outcome, as Caleb thanks the strange man for the drink.

"And what would the fair lady, care to quench her thirst?", Sebastian inquires with a small grin, prompting her to immediately cover herself with her hands, eyeing the man distrustingly, "No need to be alarmed. I am here ONLY to serve the needs of the Dream Masters. That includes you know as well, my fellow Hellish kin. Now then, what would you like? Red wine? Iced tea? Or perhaps a gatorade to replenish your electrolytes?"

Camilla glances him up and down suspiciously, "Agua…"

"Sparkling or regular? Hopefully not Dasani though…"

"Just agua!", Camilla stated.

Sebastian nods, placing the cover over the plate then lifting it up to reveal a bottle of Fiji water then presenting it to her. His eyes, while calm, had a sinister almost demonic energy similar to her own. Camilla cautiously accepts as the human-like butler, politely bows.

"That'll be all, Sebastian, please attend to the others.", Caleb commanded.

"Understood sir.", Sebastian bows before vanishing in a puff of purple smoke, leaving Camilla confused.

"Senor…who or really what was that?"

"Oh, that was just Sebastian. He's a caretaker/servant I made who's from an anime I really like. Moon pie and I have other dreamscape servants but he's one of my personal fav—"

"Wait, wait wait wait… ju can create PEOPLE here as well?", Camilla interrupts.

"Well, yeah, I said ANYTHING you can imagine. You really didn't notice the faceless, generic ass beach-goers we have scattered around?", Caleb emphasized, gesturing around at the several human figures around them, half of them in mundane poses, doing repetitive actions, babbling nonsense to each other, or just blinking seem more lifelike. The other half actually didn't have facial features and we shoved in the distance.

"I honestly was not paying much attention to them. No different when I'm usually out with ju and the others."

"Well good, they're serving their purpose.", Caleb remarks, before quickly noticing her ponderous expression, 'It…doesn't bother you or anything, does it? I can get rid of them if you're uncomfortable."

"No, they don't bother me, mi amor. I was more…wondering can ju create people…you've met before?"

"Yeah, it actually makes it a bit easier since you have a base to work with when forming them from your memories.",

"In that case…", Camilla, envisioning her bikini back on her body. It immediately reappears to her surprise and amazement then looks at Caleb, "There is something I have wished to do, Senor. Something I have been wanting to do for decades now. Can we use that shack over there?"

"Um, sure?", Caleb obliges, snapping his fingers and moving them directly in front of the large beach shack. She glanced around in surprise for a moment before quickly opening the door to the rundown shack, only to be greeted by a small purple void of nothingness, "Yeah, I didn't really look inside back when I was a kid so…"

"It is perfect."

"Ok. What did you have in mind? I'm open to suggestions and I'm willing trying anything at least once. Well almost, there are few things I draw the line at; especially anything with chains or—Ouch!", Caleb expressed as the Elder Devil yanked at his ear like a wife annoyed at her husband.

"No, it is more of a personal fantasy I wish to live since….I've accepted that I won't experience it in the flesh. Ju may find it petty or even vile but…I need it." Camilla pleaded to her love

Caleb could sense the unease in her voice and decides to support her. He gently takes her hand, surprising her, "Alright, Jelly Bean, if it's important you, it's important to me."

Camilla gently smiles at him, squeezing his hand, she takes a deep breath concentrating as hard as she could. The void begins to reform and reshape itself as the pair now stood in a very familiar large operating room filled with surgical equipment, oxygen tanks, and plastic tarps. The scent of blood and useless discarded liminal parts fermenting in the trash filled the air flies swarming around the maggot littered flesh.

Caleb looks around immediately recognizing where they were as immense dread filled his senses. He looks at Camilla noticing her cold, sullen expression, "Camilla…is…this place what I–"

Before say anything, he gets his answer in arguably the worst way when a metal door is loudly kicked open. Out steps five Mexican men tauntingly shouting and chuckling in their native tongue while dragging a slightly younger Camilla with an enslavement collar on. The elder devil visibly struggling and crying out in protest as they throw her against the metal, bloodstained table.

Caleb looks at the Camilla next to him in shock at the scene, only for her to continue staring emotionlessly.

As they strap her hands down and spread her legs apart, another familiar figure emerges, Alejandro. Who impatiently shoves the other men to the side, looks down at the helpless devil woman with a smug grin.

Caleb, not wanting to experience this again, instinctively formed a baseball bat in his right hand about to charge them only to stop in pure shock by what he saw next.

(Parece que ella está lista para…. chicos(Looks like she's ready to go… boys?)", Alejandro spoke, his wide grin vanishing upon seeing three of the men behind him. One violently gagging blood with entrails exposed trying to hold them in, another neck snapped in half exposing bone, and the other was bisected leaving his torso on the floor while legs stood in place. The other few men stood further back trembling in terror as they looked at their boss who stared back in utter terror.

"Ey…"

Alejandro whips back to the devil woman and is immediately greeted by a fierce uppercut by Present Camilla to his jaw after swapping places with her past self. It felt like getting his with a sledgehammer as his bones shatter like glass and flesh ripped apart like paper. The momentum flings upwards before he falls to the hard floor, the remains of his lower jaw hanging by sinew.

Caleb stood with an astonished expression as the elder devil rises off the metal table, examining her bloodied fist. Marveling at how real it all felt from vibrating against her fists,to the smell of blood, to the feel of tearing through flesh. She turns her attention to the other men trembling in the corner, especially to the one who instigated the others to rape her.

Recuerdas cuando dije 'los mataría a todos'(Remember when i said 'I'd kill you all'?), Camilla coldly spoke with a murderous gaze, spreading her wings as she approached the immensely terrified men, stepping over their comrade's corpses before deliberately stomping on the remainder of a gurgling Alejandro head, crushing it to paste.

"Lo lamento. ¡Lo lamento! ¡LO LAMENTO(I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I'M SORRY!)", The man cried in desperation before the elder devil swiftly moved, grabbed him by the face and smashed his head like a watermelon into the concrete wall. Blood, gray matter, and pieces of fly into her face and hair, prompting a satisfied smile from her.

Camilla boisterously laughs before flipping the limp and partly headless body, grabbing the legs then swinging the body like a hammer right into one of the other men. The force smashes his entire rib cage as he's plastered on the wall like morbid modern art. She swings the corpse into another man, sending him flying and slamming so hard into a the metal it snapped his spine in half and causing his body to make a U-shape.

She then grips ankles of her tormentor's corpse and proceeds to spread his legs, ripping the body right down the middle as the muscles, viscera and bone tear apart. The sound was like tearing apart chunks of bloody beef as the blood and organs spilled out in a grisly display of vindictiveness.

"RAHHHHHH!", Camilla screams out victoriously, tears in her eyes and body covered in blood as Caleb stand off to the side with a stunned and horrified expression.

"Holy shit…"

It was all he could say after what he witnessed, his mind still trying to process the sheer brutality of it. Sure, he KNEW what she was capable of but still…it was terrifying reminder.

She catches her breath a moment, collecting herself as she marveled at how real it all felt. The satisfaction of tearing them apart, the anger and humiliation of what they did to her, the anguish she felt being helpless all that time, the desire to dominate…all of it suddenly felt trivial as she noticed the horrified expression of her human lover. She looks at her trembling bloody hands in shame and realization.

"S-Senor…I…", her words fail her as she realizes how horrible she must look. A reminder to the person she loved the most of the bloodlusted killer she is. Tears trickle down her face fearing he'll reject her as her voice trembles, "L-Los Siento, mi Amor(I'm sorry, my love). I…".

Suddenly, she felt the firm but gentle hands of her destined one, then looked to see him staring back at her intently.

"I understand. This is just…something you need…so I'm here for you.", Caleb emphasized, clasping her bloody hands into his, the liquid staining his palms as well.

Camilla stares at him in surprise but felt at ease from his words. She smiles warmly tightening her hold, refusing to let the moment end.

"Besides, I experienced your memories of this place…and everything you felt. I know these monsters don't deserve an ounce of mercy for everything they did. Not only to you but others like you.", Caleb remarks looking around at the brutally dismembered bodies of the cartel scumbags, "And…this IS the dreamscape."

He emphasized, snapping his fingers and making all the bodies vanish along with the blood covering Camilla's body, much to her surprise.

"T-They are gone?"

"For now, you…we can bring them back if we need them. In the meantime, I'm sure you have OTHERS you'd like to take revenge on. Right?"

Camilla looks at him and smirks deviously, "Well if ju are offering…"

She concentrates hard as four figures appear in puff of purple smoke. One of them her devil Ex-husband, another her devil father, and the other two were Gangster Reynolds and Fat Bastard, all the men looking around in confusion.

"What the? Why the? Where the? Who the hell are you guys?!", her Ex-husband stated gesturing to the other men before, "What?! The mamacita?! Is that you Chica" her Ex husband said or how Caleb prefers to call him Abbadickhead.

"Qué carajo es esto, pequeño diablillo inútil(What the fuck is this, you worthless little imp?!)", Her father berated her as Camilla's fists tighten.

"W-What the fuck is goin' on?! How that Satan slut get out of her cage?!", Gangster Reynolds shouted in confusion as Fat Bastard recoiled in fear.

"Ohoho, I have been waiting decades to do this.", Camilla lightly chuckles, rotating her shoulders and cracks her neck as she approaches them with hateful gaze. She then noticed Caleb right beside her, "S-Senor? What are you—"

Caleb cuts her off, clasping her hand again, "I already told you. I experienced your memories of everything these folks put you through. It's something you need…but I need it too. They hurt the woman I love and now they gotta catch THESE hands too.", he bitterly growled, eyes glowing purple and fist radiating purple flames.

Camilla stares at him and smiles proudly at her true lover

"Hey! Chica?! Where the fuck am I and who is that human?!", Abbadickhead shouted getting her attention. Caleb was about to knock his head off before Camilla stops him. She give him a kiss on cheek before she turned her attention to him and starts walking towards him.

"Wait, did you have sex with him?! Wow, hahaha you will open those legs for anyone, won't you? I guess he doesn't mind getting used goods, especially how stretched out you are! Hahahahaha!", Abbadickhead mocked, laughing boisterously as she wordlessly approaches, gradually picking up her pace, "Hey! Are you listening, bean breathe? The least you could do is get over here, get on your knees and work of the stress I'm feeling then how good of a job you do then maybe I will consider fuckin–"

Camilla cuts him off by pulling her legs back, transforming her foot to make it glow with a metallic sheen as it becomes harder than steel. She then delivered a devastating kick right to his gonads, silencing her wretched ex, much to the other men's shock.

The force was so great he goes rocketing upwards at great speed, he hollers out like Goofy as he crashes to the ground hard.

"Perra inútil!(You worthless bitch!)", Camilla's father rushes her, attempting to stab in the back with his sharp-clawed hand.

Camilla easily parries the attack, then knees him hard in the chin, shattering his jaw. She then grabs him by the horn and forcefully slams his head into the concrete she just conjured up With a loud cry of anger, she then kicks him hard in the side, sending him flying right into her Ex-husband. As the two devil men lay on ground—one cradling his shattered jewels the other holding what's left of his jaw—they notice the irate elder Devil sprinting towards them while dragging a very distressed and agonized Alejandro by the leg like a ragdoll. She then leaps high above the human like a giant club.

"Qué te parece esto de 'después del nacimiento', pedazo de mierda?!(How's this for 'afterbirth' you piece of shit?!), She shouted angrily, descending as the human man flailed desperately.

"W-What did she say?", Abbadickhead utters as her father's eyes widen in horror.

"AHORA MUERE(NOW DIE)!", She screamed, smashing both wretched men's bodies into the ground using ANOTHER wretched man.

At same time, both Gangster Reynolds and Fat Bastard were in a panic seeing the elder devil brutally thrashing the other two devils.

"W-What the hell's going on man–"

Fat Bastard was cutoff as Caleb appears in a flash of purple energy, menacing purple eyes full of rage and arm extended outwards radiating purple flames. Caleb delivers a full-force clothesline on the heavier mana neck, making him gag in extreme from impact and burnt skin, as her sent flying back right into a concrete wall he conjured behind him.

As the heavy set man lies unconscious in the rubble, bleeding from the skull, his partner looks at the dark skin man who's body pulsates with purple lightning, trembling in terror. Caleb turns a cold glare at the man, reminded of that night and how he treated Camilla and her friends.

"W-W-W-What to do you want, man?!"

"I WANT to give you the ass beating I didn't get to give you last time. Consider it karma coming to collect its dues and you both are LONG overdue on payments.", Caleb says, stepp ing towards him cracking his knuckles as he stumbles backwards into a brick wall the shoots out the ground behind him.

"Wait, wait wait wait if it's about those devils, it's fine! You can have them! You can have all of them! We don't need to fight or anything.", Reynolds pleads with a desperate grin, hoping to sway him.

Caleb stood firmly, body pulsating with purple lightning and smiles widely, "Oh trust me, it ain't gonna be much of a fight."

Reynolds grin slowly vanished. The next he knew, Caleb palms his head right into the wall, causing fissures to form as the Caucasian man recoils in pain. Caleb the grabs man's bloodied face and starts repeatedly bashing him against the brick wall, indenting several blood faceprints into the surface. The sound of skull against brick echoing around as Camilla continues thrashing the devil men with her literal human weapon.

…Elsewhere in dreamscape…

Mirabelle and her Caleb Copy could be seen sailing on a boat, enjoying drinks and snacks served by Sebastian as dolphins and David Bowies leapt out the waters.

"Consider it karma coming to collect its dues and you both are LONG overdue on payments.", the Caleb Copy with mirabelle spoke, his eyes blinking rapidly not understanding why he just said that.

"Um dear? Why did you just say that in a threatening voice?", Mirabelle asked confused.

"I don't know. I think one the other Me's said that and for some reason I'm feeling a mix of anger and satisfaction?" Caleb Copy spoke.

"Hmm, perhaps it's about time you pulled yourself back together, Dear? I can tell it's become a chore to maintain the links."

"Maybe you're right. Let me check with them real quick.", her Caleb copy replies, focusing his senses,to Lyca copy who had been startled earlier by what was said.

"Hey, other Me? Do you know why I just started talking about karma and dues or whatever when I was in the middle of snu-snu snuggles with Fuzzy?" Lyca's Caleb copy asked, sounding a little displeased, resting comfortably atop the pleasantly firm chest of a giant-sized Lyca as they happily floated in the water like sea otters.

"That wasn't me. I was gonna ask if it was you but clearly it was not." he said as he disconnected form that copy as he focused on one with Camilla

"Well, it wasn't THAT me. Then it has to be the one with Camilla. I'll check in with him….Hey! Other Me, what are—"

"CAN'T TALK! WHOOPIN' NIGGAS ASSES! HEY, JELLY BEAN? WANNA TRADE?", The copy loudly shouted as horrified screams and visceral sounds of bodies being brutalized rang in his ear. Mirabelle's copy could see the others point of view, he and Camilla gleefully and brutally beating up Camilla's ex-husband, her father, and those two traffickers.

Mirabelle's copy blinks, surprised and disturbed by what he saw.

"Should I have looked as well, Dear?", Mirabelle inquired.

"If you do, you should brace yourself. You're gonna see a LOT of blood and gore." her Caleb copy warned, raising her curiosity.

"Blimey! What on earth are those two into?"

"From the looks of it, beating the hell outta their trauma. Let's just let them get it out of their…our…system.", he replies.

"Well, alright, I suppose. I hope they don't go overboard at least."

"They'll be fine. Hey, wanna do the thing?", her copy suggested, conjures a yellow and white lever in the shape of Sailor Moon pigtails.

Mirabelle thought for a second at offer biting her lip, "Mmmm I DO want to but I don't want you to push yourself too far, Dear."

"It's fine. It'll only be for a little bit. I've got plenty of energy in me.", the copy assured her with a smile.

"Well….alright! Can't hurt to pop in for a tic!", she happily expressed, tail flailing in excitement, "Pull the lever, Dear!"

Her Caleb Copy smirks before pulling the mechanical lever back. The entire boat begins vibrating as it's slowly levitating out of the ocean before rocketing into the atmosphere. The entire surface with rapid flashes of colors, similar to a magical girl transformation, as the boat transforms into a yellow and purple spaceship with crescent symbols on the wings and body.

They leave the planet atmosphere heading right into outer space, Mirabelle and her Copy's beach outfits change into styling purple and dark blue spacesuits, respectively, complete with helmets. As they are leaving, several other ships pass them by, including the starship Enterprise and a couple Tai Fighters. The pair even waved at group a Loomas prompting the excited squeals from the star-shaped creatures.

Mirabelle smiles widely with starry purple eyes upon seeing their destination. Their ship lands in front of a large white tiled entryway leading to a Taj Mahal-esque white castle sitting in the middle of a majestic star-filled purple nebula. It was the Moon Kingdom just like the one in Sailor Moon Crystal.

At its doors, they could see several of Queen Serenity's servants adorned in white and purple satin with gold crescent moon emblem on the back immediately greet them.

"WELCOME! Caleb and Mirabelle. Masters of Dreams!", they all sounded off as one.

"I will NEVER get tired of this place, Dear.", Miirabelle smiles contently, hugging his arm to her chest.

"I can't blame you. Who wouldn't visit a place like this any chance they get. The food's great too."

"Isn't it just all foods from your memory you've either cooked or ordered though?", Mirabelle playfully teases.

"It's all about the atmosphere, baby. Besides, you can't deny I don't look good like this.", Caleb emphasized, snapping his fingers and instantly dawning his Tuxedo Mask cosplay.

Mirabelle blushes deeply with a bashful grin before deciding to go along with it. Her outfit changed again in an elegant, glittery purple dress. The top half was backless with a single strap on her neck and opening that emphasized her ample cleavage. Her bottom half was a dark purple cosmic patterned veil that shimmered with every move, twinkling like stars. She even styled her hair in a braided bun with twin strands on the side and purple lipstick. She was the definition of captivating.

Caleb offered his hand, which she took as the two walked down together like newlyweds.

"You know we are about to eat chicken nuggets and blueberry muffins off silver plates, right?", Caleb quips, prompting a hearty chuckle from the centauress who playfully bumps him.

…

While that was going on, Camilla and her Caleb were still having fun with their semi-living punching bags.

Clone Caleb held Abbadickhead up by the neck as he choked for air in his grasp, struggling the free himself in the ironlike grip.

"Batter up!", He shouted, throwing the devil man towards Camilla.

She smiles widely, gripping Gangster Reynolds by the ankles as he pleads and begs for mercy before swinging him like a bat, slamming him full-force into the devil man. Both men feel their bones shatter from the impact. Clone Caleb runs up and spikes the devil man mid flight, then palm his face right into the hard ground. He weakly looks up at the human, his entire body screaming in agony.

"W-Why are you doing this to me? If you stop, I can give you… 10…no 30 girls with plump asses and breasts, the size of freakin watermelons or whatever you want.", He Ex begs.

Clone Caleb glares at him in disgust, knowing full well that he's only saying any of this was because he's making him do so. At the same time, given what he's seen, he's likely not far off from how the REAL bastard would act. Someone who would give anything to save his own ass. Not caring who he fucks over to do it.

Clone Caleb stomps hard on the man's face, preventing another word from his mouth, "You had all those women around you…and didn't deserve any of them; especially not her. I hate knowing you're likely still abusing and humiliating more women into believing slavery is the only life for them and there's NOTHING I can do to stop you! The REAL you. I fucking hate both of you…for me and for her.", He emphasized, eyes glowing menacing purple before stomping hard on his face, caving his skull in. The feel of his skull cracking and flesh mushing against the sole as blood spewed out.

Clone Caleb takes a deep breath and exhales, letting the moment sink in.

"Senor!", Camilla called out, running towards him with surprised expression, noticing what he had done, "Did…ju…?"

"It's fine, like I said…we can make more if we need them.", Clone Caleb casually affirms, raising his foot off the corpse of her Ex-husband , "So, you feeling any better?"

"SO much better, Senor! I never imagined I would get to do or say HALF the things I wanted to these bastardos! Did ju see when I gouged out mi Padres eyes with his own horns?!", Camilla expressed with disturbing levels of excitement.

"Yes, that image is seared into my brain."

"I never believed I could feel this…this…free!", Camilla expressed, twirling around with her arms and wings outstretched which he thought was cute.

"Like I keep sayin', that's the dreamscape baby. Who needs therapy when you can just throw hands with all your trauma?"

"Huhu, true…and I appreciate ju and Senora for allowing me to join this wonderful world of yours."

"Ey, nuestro mundo es tu mundo(Hey, our world is your world), Clone Caleb replies in her native tongue, getting a loving grin from the elder devil.

Camilla thought to herself a moment then asks, "Senor? I know you've likely had your fill of bloodshed but, I have to ask if…ju have any bastardos you'd want to punish?"

Clone Caleb looks at her curiously, "What?"

"I mean, ju are by mi side giving the bastardos that hurt me EVERYTHING they deserved. I just…wish to return the sentiment. Is there anyone that's wronged ju and was never punished?"

Clone Caleb thought for a moment. Truth be told, he'd lived a pretty solitary life before meeting the girls. Aside from a few annoying coworkers and neighbors or High School bullies he—in all honesty—wasn't petty enough to care about after all these years, there weren't many people he hated enough to form legitimate grudges.

Most people who HAVE legit hurt him, like Chrolla, are either long gone or straight up dead; the morbidness of the latter not being lost on him.

'Well…maybe…', he thought to himself as, further away, a human figure formed from purple smoke. It took the form of his older brother from the last time he saw him. The day he beat him after finding out about their parents. He clenches his fist then shakes his head, causing them to vanish instantly, unable to convince himself to do it.

"Senor?", Camilla inquires in concern, noticing his morose expression, "Are ju ok?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm good. I just can't think of anyone I really truly hate. Guess you can say I have no enemies or I'm just boring as fuck.", Clone Caleb half jokes with a slightly strained grin, "Sorry if you're disappointed."

"I am not, Senor! In fact, I think it speaks volumes of how strong and patient ju are.", Camilla proudly assures stepping up to him, gingerly cupping his face with a loving grin, "Ju are mi Destino, even if ju have enough forgiveness in your heart, just know that I, as your other half, won't forgive anyone who hurt ju in ANY way."

"You're saying…you're gonna hate them FOR me?", Clone Caleb asks in slight disbelief to which she proudly nods, staring deeply in his eyes, "That is…the most beautiful thing anyone's ever said to me."

Camilla smiles sweetly, her tail cutely waggling happily at those words.

"Ugh, GAG me with a spoon! You cunts are so fuckin—", Her Ex-husband started, rolling his eyes in disgust, as his body regenerates. Only to be silenced by Camilla a blast of red energy from her palm—no magic seal just imagination—and her Caleb firing a pulsar blast from an Iron Man glove he conjured, vaporizing his entire upper half.

"You know what? I take it back, I do have enemies. Anyone who'd dare hurt any ONE of my family members.", her Caleb remarks, flexing his Iron Man glove into a fist, the armor changing dark purple and black.

Camilla smiles in adoration at him as all her abuser revive, slowly raising to the feet like zombies.

"You know, not gonna lie, beating the hell outta this fuckers DOES feel good but let's really set the mood. Moon pie tells me you recently got into 'Doom'.", Clone Caleb remarks, snapping his fingers prompting the song 'The only thing that fear is you' by Mick Gordon to start playing all around, much to the men's confusion and Camilla's excitement.

"W-Why do I hear BOSS music?!", Gangster Reynolds exclaims, trembling fearfully as Fat Bastard hid behind him even more afraid. Her father and several cartel men ready for battle with various weapons.

Clone Caleb's body glows brightly purple as he suits up in his own variant of Iron Man armor. It had a bright purple and black color palette with a glow purple hoof shaped arc reactor and a black mohawk-style mane almost like knight's head plumage.

"Ready to rip and tear?"

Camilla grins widely in excitement, spreading her wings as she readies herself, "Until it is done, mi Amor!"

"RAGHHH!", Her father cries out, fed up with being killed, charging along with the cartel men and her Ex-husband who just managed to recover.

Camilla flies towards them with Caleb rocketing by her side as the two groups clash. A symphony of bloody violence and Mick Gordon quickly fills the area.

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Meanwhile, on the beach close to a pier, several stereotypical sailors in white uniforms could be seen working tirelessly cleaning, repairing, and stocking up supplies on a ship. Their captain, an older man with a neatly cut gray beard and hair, stood at the helm. He wore a black uniform with several military ribbons on his chest and proudly puffing a brown pipe.

Suddenly, a shadow blocking out the sun passed over him catching his and the other sailors' attention. The pipe he was smoking falls out of his mouth as his jaw drops in shock.

"Sweet mother of Kate on the Titanic.", the old captain expressed, seeing an over thirty foot tall woman with canine feature wading through the waters and climbing onto the pier. They could even see a human man riding on her shoulders as they all looked on in astonishment.

"Hey Chief? What did the other You say?" Lyca asked, wondering what was going on.

"Nothing too important, it was just the Me who's with Camilla getting a bit too invested in his role. Seems the rawer our emotions the stronger our link becomes."

"Is she ok? Nothing bad happened to her right, Chief?" Lyca asked her Caleb in concern as her body subconsciously started shrinking.

"She's fine, nothing bad can happen to us here. I promise. In fact, I guess you could say she's having a breakthrough." Copy Caleb comforts her, patting her huge cheek in assurance. A part of him not wanting to give her the grisly details of the so-called 'breakthrough'.

Lyca grins, feeling better as regrows slightly, "That's good. At least it sounds like they're having fun. What about Mira and her You?"

"Oh, they're on the moon last time I checked."

Lyca stops in the middle of the street and looks at him strangely, "What?"

"Yeah, it's one of Moon pies Sailor Moon fantasies. I…we…US—God hive mind pronouns are confusing—like treating her to those at times."

"Whooaaa, you can do that here too? Like, go up in the stars?!"

"Well, not IN them since we'd burn alive, but yeah. I keep saying this IS the dreamscape. No fantasy or cringe is off limits!", Caleb stated, pointing in the distance to a nearby penthouse party where Alucard from Hellsing was relaxing under the shade with Shermi from SNK and Juri Han twerk for him while 'Hypnotize' by B.I.G. plays, "I just made while we were talking."

"Wow, that's cool, Chief.", Lyca replies absently, looking at her palms comparing her size to a nearby building, "You and the others are really making the most out of this place."

"You are too. I mean…LOOK at you!", copy Caleb stated, gesturing at her giant stature.

"Don't you think I should…I don't know, do something more? I wanna have a real dream Masters adventure like you and Mira but…I don't know where to start."

"It's fine, Fuzzy. It's y'all first time, you'll need to acclimate like I had to. You'll be creating all sorts of cringe nonsense soon enough."

"You think so?"

"Yep! Shoot we're already gone past Snu-Snu status and straight to Giantess territory. I'm guessing you always wanted to be a giant? Like most kids growing up.", Copy Caleb inquires curiously.

"Well, yeah…I've always wanted to be taller. Way taller, bigger and stronger than all of my siblings. I just wanted to know…what it felt like looking down on others weaker than you.", Lyca spoke, her gaze turning morose thinking of her time with her old pack. All the times her siblings looked down with their piercing eyes full of disgust.

Copy Caleb looks at him in surprise and concern, "Fuzzy…"

"I thought I might feel superiority, powerful or something like that but… looking down at all these people, even you Chief…it just makes me want to protect you all.", Lyca confesses as her Caleb looks at her curiously, "I'm big and you're so small. It just feels natural. Why can't others be like this? Why do they choose to harm others just because they're smaller?", she expressed, clenching her fists and he felt her entire body quivering.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her body from behind then turns, to her surprise, to see Caleb had grown himself to giant size but proportionate to their normal sizes so he was taller.

"It's ok, Fuzzy.", He whispers in her ear, hugging her tightly, "I won't pretend I have the answer to that. People can be cruel at times, sometimes they don't need a reason. That doesn't mean you have to be ANYTHING like them."

"Chief…", Lyca softly utters, staring up at him.

"You feel that way because you're compassionate, Lyca. You'd be surprised how little of that someone could have while gaining your level of stature and power. It just proves that, even back then with all your old packmates, you were the biggest where it counts.", he emphasized, placing his hand over her left breast making her gasp, slightly blushing. It fit perfectly in his palm and he could feel her rapidly beating heart.

Lyca smiles, sighing in content as she places her hand over his, linking her fingers to hers. Then decides to tease him, "But mine are pretty small, Chief."

"They're perfect to me.", he whispered softly, gently squeezing her breasts making her softly moan before leaning her head back taking his wonderful lips. Her large tail wagging happily and brushing roughly yet oddly pleasant against his legs and groin.

They separate, staring lovingly into each other's eyes. The she-wolf always felt complete staring into his brown eyes. As if all the years of suffering and inadequacies she felt in her old home didn't matter anymore. Sure, a part of her wondered what became of her siblings after leaving but they had their lives and she hers. It was an unspoken rule among werewolves, especially those who voluntarily leave a pack, to not pry too much into each other's lives.

"You know, I really like Giant you.", Copy Caleb remarks, catching her attention.

"Hehe, I could tell, Chief. You were squeezing my thighs rougher than usual on the beach.", Lyca saucily emphasized, grinding her rear into his lap.

"I mean, can you blame me? How can I not be excited by my beautiful wife crushing me in her thighs? It's the warrior's way!"

Lyca blushes deeply an awkward grin forming, "Y-You really liked that, Chief? Do you…maybe wanna do it again?"

Caleb looks at her in amazement, a mischievous grin forming, "Actually, Fuzzy, I have a cringier idea."

Lyca tilts her head curiously wondering what he had in mind.

Moments later, she got her answer as the two could now be seen squatting in a large park somewhere in Mobile. The giant werewolf stood with an uncertain expression, fidgeting. She now wore her bikini top and a giant pair of dark blue skin tight shorts. They hugged her enormous rear perfectly, accentuating the shape of her thighs, cheek, and pussy.

"Uhh, Chief? Are you sure about this?", She asks, looking over her shoulder in concern.

Below her, lying down flat in the green grass, arms behind his head and a confident smile. He stared up at the magnificent sight of her enormous perfect ass hovering above him like a giant asteroid.

"I've never been MORE sure about anything in my whole life, Fuzzy!", Caleb proudly stated.

Lyca nods understandingly and positions herself just right, blocking out the sun in the process, then lowers her giant rear onto her mate; careful not to crush him.

Caleb smiles widens, accepting whatever consequences, if any, may come from his actions, hearing Celine Dion's 'My heart will go on' in his head.

He's quickly enveloped by her entire rear. It was like his body was submerged in a warm, firm fleshy pillow that molded around his form perfectly. Her lower lips grinded against him from head to toe as the sweet scent of her arousal flooded his senses and spurned his own arousal. He reaches up, grabbing her malleable cheek as hands sink into them like flesh pits.

Lyca quivers, able to feel his tiny hands mushing her rear and hardened arousal poking at her oversized lower lips. It felt strange, bizarre in fact, but pleasant. It was like her body believed something was inside her, stimulating her pleasure sensors with all its might.

She decided to check on him, looking over her shoulder and moving her tail out of the way to better see. The top of his head barely poked out past her ass crack, "A-Are you doing ok, Chief?",

Caleb merely responds by raising his arm high with a thumbs up. How he wasn't suffocating was anyone's guess.

She still didn't quite understand why males like things like this but was glad it made hers happy. In turn, despite his quirks, he made her happy too.

Further away, sitting on a park bench, was a pale green skinned bald man named Reductor from Harvey Birdman. He sat pointing a shrinking gun at the couple, trembling as he wanted to reduce them both to miniscule size but couldn't. The way the giant wolf girl's posterior jiggled with every subtle movement caused sweat to trickle down his forehead.

"Nngghh! I can't do it! That ass is just too fine!", He lamented, falling to his knees before the giant Lyca, who gasps while blushing heavily upon feeling something spread to her lower lips.

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While all of this was happening, the other Caleb Copies were enjoying their time with the girls. The two with Camilla and Mirabelle couldn't explain but they both feel a very pleasant sensation all over their bodies, made even more pleasant as they enjoyed themselves.

Mirabelle and her Caleb were seated at a pristine dining table along with Queen Serenity and all the sailor scouts enjoying a wonderful meal and each other's company. At the same time, the pair each had a hand on the other thigh, servicing one another under the table with flushed cheeks and polite smiles.

Camilla and HER Caleb were on the beach, lying atop a mattress with the Elder Devil straddling his waist and moaning in sheer pleasure. He held her naked form close as she did the same, their hips wildly colliding creating a fleshly clapping sound accompanied by her loudly moaning his name. All around them were the bodies of their brutally dismembered adversaries; body parts haphazardly scattered around As they had sex, Camilla's Ex-husband could be seen chained to a chair facing them. His face covered in cuts and bruises and eyes forced open with hooked clamps. Camilla, moaning in sheer pleasure while holding her Caleb close to her, looks over at the pathetic, tear-stained face of her Ex-husband. She smiles sadistically, showing him what REAL love, something he'll never have, looks like.

For the rest of the night, the dreamscape was filled with moans and cries of delight from the girls and the Caleb Copies. All of them embracing each other in this wonderful dream land.

Outside of the dreamscape, the girls were all nestled together in Mirabelle's room blissfully snoozing. They muttered softly in their sleep with warm smiles as they each nuzzled closely together.

Further away, at Interspecies Affairs, Caleb slept soundly in his room with a small grin. He muttered something under his breath that sounded like

Needless to say, the dreamscape meeting was a huge success for everyone. Well, almost….

…Deep in the void of Mirabelle subconscious…

The torturous box prison housing Heather could be seen floating around, the tethers attached pulling energy to be used for Lyca and Camilla astral bodies. The activities the two created with their Caleb drew more and more energy from the prison box. Unknowingly, adding to the ghost girls suffering.

"Release me! RELEASE MEEEEE!", She cried out in the void, her words echoing around only for no one to hear it.

Well, except for a certain Nightmare enjoying her time with her beloved husband; completely ignoring the ghost girl and even muting her cries.

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Sup Fam! I'm back again. It's been a little while and a lot has been hectic on my end. I hope everyone is doing ok!

I hope you enjoyed the chapter but, honestly, I think it could've been better. It's been difficult writing consistently lately for a number of reasons. Mostly because I'm a perfectionist and due to lack of motivation from work…well working my ass off. The world this year is stressful as hell. I intended on dropping two chapters this labor day weekend but it may not work out that way. Hell, I'm still working on my Pokemon story with the same issues as this.

Sorry if I'm unloading all over y'all but it's just my long and crude way of saying 'I'm trying my best'. Still, this, and the other chapters I have in the works are fun to write so I'll keep up the momentum like always.

That's it. What were your favorite parts in this chapter? Be sure to let me know. Don't forget to hug your parents, drink water, get some sleep, death by giant snu snu, and I'll see y'all next time. Peace Fam.