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With Antarctica being handled by my new Cerebrate — who I am struggling not to name Doggoth — I turn my attention to the Essences gathered from South America.

So much poison. I thought I had a good coverage from Australian wildlife, but the Amazon Basin... If Samuel Colt's revolvers made all men equal, poison has done so for much of the animal and plant kingdoms.

Honestly, poisons just stand out. Sure, a jaguar has impressive musculature, but that is just a better application of what every animal already has. The Essence doesn't grant me much that I can't get from enhancing the Essence of a regular house cat.

An idea begins to take hold however, as I go over the newly acquired Essences. Apparently there's a species of frog that has translucent skin, flesh, and even bones. Only it's organs stand out visually. If I enhance that effect with bits and pieces of faded Essences, add in a color shifting Essence from a chameleon — and I take a moment to upgrade the Essence of my future Mutalisks with chameleon color changing carapace, allowing them to shift to any color rather then just the preset ones the previous Essence I used gave them — I can make an organism that is practically invisible to the eye, especially when standing still.

An infiltrator? An Assassin. I start weaving together essences into a human-sized and agile organism… then I realize I'm being an idiot and forgot how nature most often uses venom. Instead I start over, and since the name is the most important part of a new organism… I'm going to call this one a… hmm... Ghost? Kinda cliche… It's a Scarab, those were related to death or something in ancient Egypt. I think.

I make it small and capable of flight, with a glassy translucent body and some color-shifting ability. Then I do my best to compose the various venom Essences, both from Australian sources and a few South American ones. A small brightly colored frog that I am quite certain is the memetic 'poison dart frog' is quite a help. Not in providing Essence for its poisons, since it doesn't actually produce any, rather in pointing out various insect Essences I've collected that produce the component chemicals. Of course I give the scarab a venomous bite composed of that mixed with some potent paralytic agents.

When the first sample hatches, I send it out to bite one of the ubiquitous wild kangaroos. Within a minute the kangaroo collapses as its body becomes paralyzed. For a few breaths its chest heaves in panic, and then stills. In less then two minutes, its heart ceases.

That will do for that. And being pretty small and easy to produce, I start growing a small colony of them right away. A couple hundred should do for now.

I was going to add venom from a particularly painful ant too, but leaving someone paralyzed and dying while feeling like they just got shot is a bit overkill. Also needlessly cruel. I'll keep that one for a non-lethal organism.

Holy shit, that's an electric eel! I though those were a saltwater thing, but nope. My Ratling is busy twitching while getting cuddled by the slimy long creature. I focus on the Ratling and feel the spasming within my muslces as the eel pulses rapid shocks through my body. I thought they'd be a one time discharge, then have to recharge — like a battery. Nope, seems to be a fairly rapid and constant discharge.

The hell am I doing? I force my Ratlings muscles to move through the shocks and rip the eels head off, then send it scurrying back to the Essence Gatherer with its catch.

Wow, that's an amazing body layout. So many little cells generating a minor voltage in series and parallel arrangement to produce electricity. It is production too, doesn't seem dissimilar from flexing a muscle but instead of movement it produces electric charge! And there's attached instincts too! Cuddling its head against the target as high above the water as possible to increase the charge, curling into a horseshoe to focus the discharge… and so many positioning instincts to keep the eels own vital organs out of the way so as not to kill itself.

How the hell does something like this evolve naturally?

Well two organisms come to mind of course. For one, I now have a way to convert nutrition into electricity. I'd be remiss if I didn't create at least an experimental power-plant organism for the humans to use. They have a few fuel powered generators going now, but have to use them rather sparingly. Well I'll have to see if Hewson can dig up an electrical engineer among the survivors or new territory residents. I have no idea what capabilities the organism would require to be useful. Or if the nutrition cost will be worth it.

The other organism… haha… Lets see… I was just thinking of a less-lethal organism right? It'll need a long body so snake, centipede or milipede based, to allow for the long chains of electicity producing organisms. Snake, but give it centipede-like legs for faster mobility? Ah wait, I did pick up some flora Essence in South America that produces organic rubber… And my carapace designs already include metallic minerals…

… I think I can create actual semi-organic wiring within the organism. Which means the electric organs don't have to be a straight line, they can be more compact. Oh I can fit a LOT of them in here like that.

So… body design… oh Emily is awake!

Emily's fever has subsided as my infection settled and masked itself from further aggression. Her body's still covered in sweat though when she stirs in Abzu's arms, opening her blue eyes to blink at the pulsating bioluminescence.

"Morning… ish. How're you feeling Emily?" Well its actually closer to evening, but whatever. It's her morning.

"Mmm..." Emily rubs her eyes and stretches, her small body pressing against me in interesting ways as she does. "Much better! Did it work? Can I control my armor now?"

"Everything should be working. You might even be able to feel it sort of? The range is pretty short for actually controlling it, being inside it really, but you might be able to feel a faint… echo? Sense? Of its proximity within a few dozen meters."

"Oh, I think I know what you mean?" Emily scrunches up her face in concentration. "It's like… like an itch that doesn't itch, over that way?"

"Yeah, that's probably it. I really don't know how it expresses, might be different for everyone even. At least that's what the test subjects suggested." The ones that survived anyways. "Want to try it out?"

"Mhm!" Emily nods happily but doesn't move from her position on my chest. Then she squeaks when my hand squeezes her round little butt.

"You don't seem in a hurry."

"Ehehe… well… it'll still be there later right?"

"Yes…?"

"And we're already here… mostly… uhm… naked… and no annoying-stupid-mood ruining-assassin…" I can't see her face from this position but I can sense the heat blooming in the general area so she's probably blushing again.

Oh, well… if that's what she's suggesting, I'm not going to complain. I run my hand from her butt and up her slim waist, hugging her tighter to by body. "Aren't you being quite forward."

Emily lifts her head up to look at my face, her blue eyes meeting mine. Her face is, as expected, quite beet red. "After last time… you made me feel so good. And then…" That's as far as she gets before embarrassment causes her to look to the side, breaking eye contact. "Well… I wanted to… go all the way, and then we got interrupted."

Despite still being unable to remake eye contact, her hand brushes against my cock. I instantly divert blood to the region, hardening it in her grip. Emily's eyes grow wide at the sudden change. "We are not getting interrupted this time." I assure her.

Organisms all around the bunker take up aggressive postures. An errant kangaroo gets ripped to shreds by a whole squad of Zerglings for being too close. If the entire triumvirate with the Endbringers as backup were to show up now waving a flag of truce, my organisms would not hesitate to attack them — and I would not even notice.

My tentacles wrap around her too, and drag her up. My dick slips out of her fingers as she can't reach anymore, but I don't care. I cup her face, and she finally meets my gaze again. "I love you Emily." I kiss her lips then, gently at first, then deepening it as my tongue slips into her wet mouth.

"Mmm… love…" She moans into my mouth, and I can feel her body getting warmer though it's no fever causing it this time.

We stay locked in a kiss until she pulls back, gasping for air. My hands on her shoulder and butt providing firm but yielding resistance to he movements, while my tentacles are wrapped around her legs and arms in an embrace impossible to regular humans.

"Can you… use your mouth again Alexei?"

Can I eat out her little loli pussy? Hell yes I can! My tentacles lift her up and carry her forward to sit her right over my face. Generally one would want to avoid actually having their lover sit directly on there — there's issues such as breathing and weight involved, unless one is into such — but with her petite size and Abzu being quite inhuman in strength and body layout it's not a problem at all.

I taste her soft nether lips for a second time in less then a week. This time theres a salty taste of sweat clinging to her skin, left behind by yesterdays fever. I let my hands rest on her hips and my tentacles wrap around her upper torso, teasing her nipples and one brushing against her lips.

"Ah~!" Emily cries out when my tongue finds her clit. Her hips tremble and she grinds her pussy against my mouth, the taste of her arousal suggesting she doesn't need much more foreplay. Not that that's going to stop me from continuing. If ambrosia is a thing, it's certainly made from the arousal of young teen and preteen girls.

It doesn't take long before Emily's moans begin to flow together into a needy whine, and her thighs quiver and tense. I wince when a particularly strong reaction causes her to pull at my feathers roughly, but don't let it stop me. Once again I find myself looking through the gates of heaven — her trembling thighs — framing her flat belly, budding chest, and the sexy expression on her cute face. Her blue eyes lock with mine for a moment, her entire body quivering atop me.

She grinds her pussy against my lips with instinctive need, and moments later cries out as her back arches and she goes limp in my tentacles. A sound that tries to be a moan and a sigh at the same time escapes her. My mouth is filled with the taste of her climax.

I lower her to the creep covered ground next to me and stroke her petite body. Emily regains enough bearing to cling to me, wrapping herself around my arm like a particularly amorous octopus — despite it being me that has all the tentacles.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou! That- amazing! So good! Oh god love you love you~!" I'm not sure she's aware her sentences aren't making any sense.

Despite how good she tasted, and how eager I am to fuck her for real… And how ready she is by the slickness between her legs… A concerning thought has come to me while I let her recover. Should we be doing this now, right after I implanted her with the microflauna to control her new armor organism?

Am I sure that doing this right now is what she wants, and not my own desires contaminating her though process? None of the tests showed that kind of effect with the test subjects. But then, I had not been particularly interested in fucking any of them, nor did they have any emotional attachment to me.

Well communication is key right? "Emily…"

"Mmhm…" Her response is muted but she cracks open an eye to look at me. Her small hand takes hold of mine and places it on her abdomen, just above her pussy. "I still feel all twitchy inside…"

I get a bit distracted rubbing her soft skin, my fingers teasing just barely at the entrance of her hot slick entrance. I really don't want to bring it up. It might ruin the mood… but it also doesn't feel right without checking. "Emily… Are you sure you want to do this now? Ah… Are you sure… It's not feedback from the armor control mincrofauna wanting you to do this?"

Emily goes stiff, her body tensing in my embrace. Her eyes pop open and she gives me a rather intense glare. A very cute intense glare. "No. No. No. No." In a mess of naked limbs and sweaty skin, she scrambles up to sit on my chest and resumes glaring down at me.

"No you're not-."

My question is interrupted by her placing her hand over my mouth. "No. I got myself all hyped up last time, and then that… that… frog ruined it! It's not getting ruined this time!"

That sounds like she's quite certain, and I'm definitely not going to take a page from the average anime protagonist and keep questioning the girls desires. My tentacles wrap around her as she's seated on my chest, and pull her down to lock my lips with hers. "Sorry Emily. Forget I said anything."

Thankfully she relaxes into the kiss quickly, and closes her eyes once more as we explore each others mouths a bit longer. When we break apart again, she's got a smile on her lips. "Mm. I'm… a little scared… and nervous… but really excited too. Please…"

I roll us over, careful to support my weight and not crush her under me. "Last time you wanted to do it like this, right?"

Emily takes a while to respond, seeing as a follow my my question my kissing her lips once more, then tracing further kisses along her the edge of her slender jaw, all the way to her right ear, then down the side of her neck to her clavicle. "Y-yes…"

I bring a sensory tentacle around and gently slide it between her legs. She's still slick with excitement down there. Her hips buck at the contact, trying to press more of the tentacle against — or into — herself. I withdraw it, and shift myself upwards.

My dick comes to rest on her belly, and I look down to see her reaction. Well, the size disparity makes any further kissing pretty much impossible. Emily is also looking down her body. Her hands wrap around my dick, and she runs her fingers along it. I'm tempted to move further up and feel her mouth wrap around me again.

Emily turns up to meet my gaze. "I… I'm ready Alexei…"

I let my dick nudge against her pussy. Rocking my hips I let the entire length rub against her soft skin. Emily moans and shudders as I rub against her aroused clit in the process. "Ahhn…!" Her hands grip me tighter, and she pushes my tip against hot entrance.

At the invitation, I start to slowly push forward. My dick parts her soft pussy lips, wet slick warmth envelopes the tip. She's tight around me, I can barely get the head in at first. I withdraw slightly, then push in deeper. Emily cries out as my shaft intrudes further into her with each slow thrust. Her pussy is like a vice, unwilling and resistant despite the amount of lubrication leaking out of her and coating me. I push a bit harder, base animal instincts I did not think Abzu or I had urging me to bury myself balls deep within this girl.

"Agh!" Emily cries out, a touch of pain in her voice.

I stop instantly and pull out a bit, worried. "Sorry love. Are you alright?"

"Mhm…" Emily looks up, a few tears in her eyes. "Y-yes. It hurt a little, but I'm okay!" She smiles and places one hand on my dick again, right were it disappears into her. The other she places on her belly right about where the tip must be. "I can feel you… inside. Stretching me… feels so weird and wonderful and-"

She's interrupted with another involuntary moan as I press back into her. Slowly, rocking back and forth, I work my way deeper into her, extra careful now to not push for too much at once. Emily gasps and shudders under me, her hands clutching at anything in reach — fingers burying into creep mostly.

Finally after an eternity of patient work, I feel my dick nudge against her cervix. "Look Emily, I'm all the way inside you now."

Emily raises head and does indeed look down at where her and I are joined. "Ahh… I feel so… full… Does it feel… good?"

"Amazing Emily. You are amazing."

"Hehehe!" Emily giggles at my words.

I take her hand, intertwining my fingers with hers — it's not easy, with Abzus size even an adult womens hand would be rather small in comparison, so Emily's practically disappears within my grip.

I start moving, sliding out and back in through her tight vice-grip. Her pussy resists each movement, the muscles contracting and pulsating around me each time I withdraw, and only barely stretching enough to accommodate my whenever I push back in.

Emily continues to moan and whine, her body shuddering with each trust. I find myself holding both her hands, our fingers intertwined while I use my tentacles to keep her steady. A sensory tentacle presses against her lips and she eagerly opens her mouth, nearly sucking the appendage in, drowing my in the taste of her mouth.

My other sensory tentacle wraps around her chest and laps at her nipples, tasting the soft skin and fresh sweat coating it, then winds down her belly — I can feel myself thrusting into her with each movement — and attacks her clit.

It doesn't take Emily long before her moans turn into a muffled cry as once again her whole body twitches uncontrollably. Her pussy clamps down in even tighter contractions, and her legs wrap around my hips as much as they can. I thrust into her one more time until once again I feel her womb kiss the tip of my dick.

When one has designed their body from the ground up, simultaneous orgasms are easy. My cock twitches and releases a wave of cum deep into Emily while she's still shaking from her own climax.

When we both come down, Emily once again cuddles up to me, her face buried in my chest. "Hey… Alexei…"

"Hmm?"

"I love you…"

I tighten my arms around her. "I love you too Emily."