No characters (both humans and non-humans) are below the age of consent.
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Zara's head was still spinning from last week's training session and because of her new Neon Neko powers. She crouched on the fountain's edge and splashed some water on her face to shake her up before the course started.
"Are you Zara?" a bubbly voice sang from behind.
Zara turned and immediately had to squint because of the sight.
The girl standing before her looked like a Unicorn had sneezed her into existence. The long, rainbow-colored waves that was her hair bounced with each step she took. Her sparkling light violet eyes, flecked with gold, were wide open with unfiltered cheer. Her outfit was a jean shorts with a tight white shirt with a bucket of glitter and some rainbow pins on it, likely added by her. Like a one-person pride parade, Zara thought.
"Ugh...Yeah, that's me," Zara blinked.
"Hiya! I'm Pixie Joyner! I'm your partner this week!" The girl beamed. She threw out a peace sign with fingernails painted in every color of the visible spectrum...and maybe some colors that weren't.
"Nice to meet ya," Zara said, shaking her hand slowly. She still tried to regain composure.
Pixie leaned in, hands behind her back like a cartoon character about to spill a secret.
"Aritimi said she'll be a few minutes late, but she told me to get to know you while waiting! Soooo...what's your favorite color? Do you like boba tea? Have you ever been in a cuddle pile? I think they should be legally required once a week."
"You're...very enthusiastic," Zara blinked again.
"I get that a lot!" Pixie chirped, "It's kind of a thing. It's also why my augmentation almost never works!"
"What is your augmentation?"
"Upset Unicorn powers," Pixie revealed, "That's why my hair is so colorful now," she tugged a lock of her hair, "But the power only activates when I'm deeply sad or angry."
"I heard they are quite tough when get agitated. So it's a negative emotion-based power?"
"Yup! And I'm really, really not good at being negative. One time, I thought about how my goldfish died when I was six and managed to use my powers for like three seconds. Then I sneezed and it was gone!"
"So if something goes wrong, you'll just smile it into submission?"
"That's the plan!" Pixie gave her a finger-gun with a wink.
"This one is going to be a long day I guess," Zara murmured. Then, a familiar voice greeted them.
"Good morning, pupils," Aritimi said as she stepped out of the portal.
"Hi, Miss Portal Lady!" Pixie waved enthusiastically.
Zara just nodded and said, "Morning."
"Follow me," Aritimi gestured, and the portal behind her expanded again.
They stepped through it and found themselves in a forest, surrounded by towering evergreens and other plant life.
"Ah! Some fresh air," Zara took a deep breath.
"This place is like a fairy tale! I love it already," Pixie turned in a slow circle.
Aritimi led them to a small clearing where a huge boulder sat beside a thick bush that swayed slightly in the breeze.
"My friend will be here soon. Until then, feel free to enjoy the peace. Won't last long."
She hopped up onto the rock, legs swinging gently as she sat.
Suddenly, the bush behind her shifted. From the foliage, an arm emerged, silent and deliberate, holding a knife made of what looked like twisted, gnarled wood, its jagged edge mere milimeters from Aritimi's neck.
Pixie gasped. Zara tensed, turning one hand into a wolf-head. But Aritimi just chuckled.
"I've seen through your disguise, Odina."
The bush gave a low grunt of amusement and began to shake. With a series of cracking sounds, the greenery retracted, pulling back into the figure of a woman crouched in the undergrowth, as if she had grown out of it.
She stood and dusted her hands off with the same slow, deliberate calm she used to aim a knife.
"This is Odina Blackwillow," Aritimi said, sliding off the rock and gesturing toward her, "Chief of the Botanical Unit."
Odina was a middle-aged Native American woman with warm copper-brown skin and long, thick black hair streaked with silver. Her braids were adorned with beads and small monster bird feathers.
She wore a dark green cloak, though on closer inspection, the texture looked more like overlapping layers of leaves stitched together rather than fabric.
"How did you notice it, Timi?" Odina asked curiously.
"Your bush disguise looked too good. There's no way the local herbivore monsters would let such a feast untouched for long," Aritimi explained.
"You got an eye for the details, Timi," Odina smirked. Zara was also surprised. Because of her perverted shenanigans, she often forgets that Aritimi has her rank for a reason.
"That was so cool! You were the bush! How did you do that? What's your power?" Pixie's eyes sparkled.
"My augmentation came from a Terror Tree. I can grow plants from my body: leaves, roots, wood, bark. The usual forest toolkit," Odina explained.
"Wait, does that mean your clothes, are those...?" Pixie gasped.
"Yes. I grew them myself," Odina nodded.
"No way. Really? Like, actually?" Pixie tilted her head.
"Watch."
She held out her arms slightly. The cloak of leaves shimmered, the edges folding inward. The layers of foliage began to retract like vines unwinding, slipping back into her skin as if being swallowed. Within seconds, she stood completely naked.
Her naked body, despite her age, was eyecatching. She was fit which made her look younger than what she actually was. Her breasts, which were just a little bit smaller than Aritimi's well-endowed meat mountains, had a noticeable slope, with areolae and nipples that were as dark as the night sky. Her pubic hair was also thick and black.
Pixie clapped both hands over her mouth in pure shock.
"Oh my gosh! You're really...!!"
Before she could finish, Odina's calm expression remained unchanged as she rolled her shoulders. A new wave of vines, and leaves grew outward, forming once again into her cloak and garments. Fully clothed in under five seconds.
"There," Odina said with a slight smirk, "Satisfied?"
"That was the coolest thing I've ever seen in my entire life,' Pixie exclaimed.
"So...," Zara finally asked, as they followed Odina deeper into the forest, "Are we supposed to fight plants or something?"
"No fighting. Not unless something fights you first," Odina answered, she didn't even look back, "This duty is more than just fighting."
Pixie practically skipped next to Zara, arms outstretched.
"Ooooh, are we gonna make potions? Do we get cauldrons? Can we wear pointy hats?" she chirped.
"No," Odina said simply, coming to a stop beside a big pile of branches, "Today, you're going to help me track down a rare supernatural flower. It's called the Anti-Baby Boom Bloom. It only blossoms once every few weeks, and only under the right conditions. We need a lot for the research team's experiments."
"And what does it do? Summon flower monsters?" Pixie asked.
"No," Zara answered this one, "Do you remember those pink pills that we have to take every month since we are in the HSA?"
Pixie nodded, "Yeah, the ones that mess with our hormones so we won't have babies?"
"Yes, they prevent monsters from impregnating us in case they capture us, and this flower is one of the key ingredients," Odina nodded, "The research team tries to create a version that can make any monster infertile permanently to make their number drop faster. But they need a lot of these flowers for the experiments."
"It's a stillborn idea," Aritimi shook her head, "Monsterkind is too diverse to have a chemical that can affect all of them in the same way; plus, they evolve too fast."
"Yes, but even if just the numbers of certain types can be lowered, it would worth a try," Odina opposed.
"Anyway," Aritimi shrugged, "Is this your secret hideout?" she pointed at the pile of branches.
"Yes," she nodded, and the branches began to move, revealing an old car with a mobile home attached to it.
"Whoa! You guys need a bigger budget," Aritimi snickered.
"That's just a mobile hideout for the long missions. Mostly just me and my daughters use it."
"It's so cool!" Pixie exclaimed.
"Plus, you can leave your clothes here safely," Odina added.
"Ah! Thanks for reminding me," Aritimi patted her shoulder, "Get in your hunting gear, pupils."
"Whoa! Will we get hunting gear? I want a pink colored one," Pixie's eyes gleamed with excitement.
"No. By hunting gear, she meant to take off your clothes. We will hunt naked," Zara replied.
"Yep," Aritimi nodded, "The best and more efficient way to hunt is by doing it without the shackles of conformity. Just use what nature gave to you."
Zara expected, and a little bit wanted Pixie to break character and be distressed, but no. She didn't mind it.
"Alright, if it's what it takes to get the job done," Pixie said cheerfully.
Aritimi just unzipped her jumpsuit and left it in the mobile home.
Zara was the next to undress and then folded everything neatly while Pixie was still just half-naked.
It was weird to feel the earth and dried leaves beneath her bare feet, but the calm breeze that made her nipples rock hard was quite good. At least, they were in nature. She wouldn't mind keeping her boots on, though, especially because of the pebbles on the ground.
At last, Pixie joined them too and she looked as joyful as always.
Her skin had a light tan tone, which was overshadowed by her vibrant hair. Her breasts were perky B-Cups, topped with rosy nipples that pointed straight ahead like tiny exclamation marks of excitement. Her stomach was flat, with a cute little belly button piercing, winking at them as she moved. Her skinny build made her hips flare out, giving her immaculate curves. Her legs were toned but not muscular. Her pussy was neatly trimmed with a small landing strip of hair, with the same rainbow pattern as her hair.
"We can move on now," Odina snapped her fingers, and the branches crawled back, covering her hideout.
They walked through the green, following a crumbling trail of broken pavement until the silhouette of an old building appeared between the trees.
"Looks like a haunted mansion from those old movies," Zara looked around.
