Chapter 8 - Rafaela

Meanwhile, off in the distance, a short-haired blonde fidgeted uncomfortably. She had a nasty gash where her left eye once was and similar armor to Galatea. Her sabatons were of a slightly different design, though, and the crest on her leather choker was of another symbol. This symbol was also engraved upon her sword, which was tucked away within the right slot of her back plate.

She had been observing the fight from a distance, noticing the fight was rather one-sided until a change happened and somewhat felt that Dauf was fighting another enemy that was invisible to her.

She couldn't sense whoever the new enemy was but understood it was strong. Her eyes widened when the sudden spike of Yoki exploded and became purer like a running flow of water that does endlessly recycle.

"RAFAELA!" The woman, apparently named Rafaela, jolted out of her stupor.

"Yes?"

"What happened?" The question came from an irate man in black. He was garbed in a suit, wide-brimmed hat, and sunglasses.

"I've been trying to get your attention for half an hour!" Try as she might, Rafaela couldn't keep the blush off of her face.

"Something odd," Was her answer unable to completely comprehend what was happening. She had years of experience despite how her appearance might tell you. Her appearance is that of a young woman around their mid twenties but her real age was definitely higher.

"I'm having trouble piecing it together…"

She sensed something slice through the second-biggest yoki. Dauf, if the reports of him being the 'consort' of this Abyssal were correct.

It wasn't a minute later, and the Abyssal One became… docile - with the runaway, the eye of the organization and the captured hybrid quickly following suit. Yes, "docile" was a more… favorable way to put it. Rafaela found the more accurate term far too embarrassing to even think, let alone utter!

"Something has happened to the runaway, as well as Galatea, Jean, and the Abyssal One of the West. There's one other among them, but… they're an anomaly."

"An anomaly?" A pause, and a curious frown wondering if it came from the other continent. The truth about the place they were in was nothing more than a laboratory and they were creating weapons to be used for an enemy from the mainland.

In the mainland, there is a war where One side has non-human allies called Dragons' Descendents with impenetrable skins. As a result, the Dragons' allies took the upper hand of the war. The other side, the Anti-dragon allies, is trying to develop awakened beings as a counter-weapon.

Owing to the dangers of awakening, the Anti-dragon allies decided to conduct Yoma experiments away from the mainland. And the island is being used as a testing site for those experiments.

"Explain."

"I couldn't sense as if they were empty spaces that move. A living darkness that my senses couldn't pick up. From my guess is that there's at least two of them and one had…made Galatea, Jean and the runaway even stronger where the Yoki became more… natural. Pure, maybe? It is hard to describe… but, unlike anything I've sensed before. Instead of pulsating, it flows like water. Very strange..." Visibly befuddled, Rafaela couldn't describe it better than that. The man, Rubel, scowled. That didn't sound comforting...

"What happened? Did this other person have anything to do with it?" His tone sounded demanding.

"Indeed," the woman confirmed.

"They killed the Abyssal One's rumored consort. Then, she… approached them… and…" Rafaela trailed off, blushing heavily.

"And?" Now, he was getting impatient.

"Out with it!" Rubel needed to gather as much information to avoid interfering with the plan.

"She… fornicated with them," the blonde muttered uncomfortably.

"Then, Jean did the same… followed by Galatea, and now, the runaway." Rubel could practically see steam rising from Rafaela's head, as her blush intensified.

"Are they still going at it?" He was surprised but wasn't that bothered knowing there are many pressing matters.

"The… anomaly is. The women have all been rendered unconscious, but this new party is... having their way with the runaway, as we speak." Galatea said couldn't deny she was rather envious.

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Face down, ass up, and covered in white, poor Clare was out cold with a silly grin on her face. Still the only chick wearing anything at all, still Riful lay face-up - Peter's essence leaking out of her thoroughly-stuffed, little cootch.

Jean mumbled in her sleep, dreaming of a happy life with Peter. He couldn't help but feel saddened that everyone for them craves to become a mother. His impulse let loose and knocked them up like Ophelia.

Finally, Galatea - like Clare - grinned like a lunatic. Having been fucked so thoroughly stupid, her euphoric expression still had yet to fade.

As for Peter, he was plopped in the middle of his little harem, his monster cock having finally deflated after three literally fucking hours of having his way with Clare. That poor girl wasn't walking out of here, when she woke up… Cortana and Venom didn't join and already had their fill for the last few days.

[ Another set of Broodmother for you, Darling. At this rate we will have powerful army of woman by your side. ] Venom said with delight thinking about birthing her own litter of offspring from Riot, Carnage, Scream, Etc. She is aware of her existence and everything about Peter.

"You made it sound like I'm some sort of a stallion. Not that I'm complaining." Peter felt pride in his accomplishment and created blankets for them. No need for the ladies to be seen in such a state unnecessarily.

{ It appears the people that had been observing us are heading their way here. Approximately an hour until their arrival. } Cortana informed him by showing a hologram seeing them moving toward their direction.

"Oh, well, let them be. But first let's head down stairs and revive the girls below." Peter said heading down where he found the corpse of the mangled body from a former claymore that had awakened and another mutilated one on the floor. He manipulated the time knowing their sexual tension would result in Fucking them.

According to Ophelia, she couldn't help herself from trying to sleep with him and mentioned it would likely be the same for other Claymore if they were ever fixed by him. Peter put it to the test and the result is that Claymore did immediately sleep with him. He didn't think too hard because he is responsible and won't leave them especially having his children in them.

He first lined the two corpses close then resumed to infect them with a Symbiote. Peter reassembled their body and gradually they turned into two beautiful women naked showing a rather well developed figure, the result of their training and years of fighting.

One had long, straight, pale hair worn in a typical hime (princess) style similar to Galatea but she was a bit more messy. While the other woman had extremely short hair that made her appear like a tomboy. Both were so attractive that the illustration for them didn't do justice to how gorgeous they were. Claymore art style is a hit or miss when it comes to their appearances.

"W-Who are you? Katea? You're alive!?" The tomboy girl was the first one to wake up and immediately went to hug her comrade who also started to wake up noticing that her body returned to a human and felt even more stronger than before.

"Rachel? I thought you were dead!?" Katea said embracing her friend tightly rememberign her on the floor lifeless and made push further into becoming an Awakened being. Peter lets the two enjoy their reunion before both notice him and clearly blush at the sight of him affected by his charm and sexual pheromones that make their loins feel an itch.

"W-Who are you? Are you the one who saved us? Wait!? Where's Jean and the Voracious Eater!?" Rachel asked them to panic trying to find her friends. She uses another term for Awakened Being and Peter calmly smiled sitting down.

"She's safe. But incapacitated for the time being." Peter said, making them even more worried.

"Where is she? What do you mean incapacitated!?" Katea demanded even if they were saved doesn't mean his intention was pure.

"You sure you want to know?" Peter asked for confirmation.

"Yes, tell us what you do to her!?" Rachel said without hesitation.

"Well, we just finish Fucking if that's what you want to know and I didn't force her. She did out of her free will." Peter said never tried forcing her even though he was quite rough on them, especially Riful with her tight Pussy courtesy of a petite body. His words made them blush and even more hornier than before, eyeing on Peter's attractive face.

"O-Okay, I'm not sure if we should believe you but how did you save us? I could feel my Yoki several times stronger than before." Rachel stuttered then went straight to the points while Peter happily explained to them what he did resulting in the two frozen in place. Their Stigmata are gone!? They can freely transform into an Awakened Being without drawbacks!?

"W-Wait, how is that even possible!? Does that mean we can get pregnant now!?" Katea asked, having dreamt of becoming a mother before sharing the same fantasy as Jean.

"Well, wanna find out? I can't lie, seeing a naked beautiful woman in front of me is quite hard to hold back." Peter knew it would be creepy if he did in his home-world but in this place it was rather easy. A bunch of pent up women desperate to become a mother was a paradise for degenerates.

He never was able to masturbate in his entire life due to his weak body and it was torturous when his body was heating up. This is finally his time to release his inner beast and enjoy himself. Only 5 days since he came to marvel then to Claymore verse and was already knocking up girls without a problem.

Both of them blush but knew it wouldn't be bad and they lived base from the decision of others therefore letting themselves go seeing they were supposed to be dead anyway might as well enjoy their second chance. The end result is Katea and Rachel filling in every hole from their ass and pussy to their faces giving silly smiles. They were immediately fertilized and mother's in the process.

"I'm on a roll huh? Too bad I can't knock up girls in my home." Peter thought to himself having fetish to knock every woman that he slept with but as long as they truly wanted it.

He can't impregnate Gwen, Jessica Jones, Felicia Hardy, etc without their permission since they have their own hopes and dreams to accomplish and becoming a mother would be bad for them unlike claymores who don't really have ambitious dreams.

{ I don't want to ruin your streak but the people are arriving soon. } Cortana said as Peter nodded took the girls and brought them to the others where he put them on a blanket then headed outside where sat on a rock waiting for them.

From the treeline to his left, Rafaela emerged, sword drawn just in case. Then, Rubel popped out on her heels, hands in his pockets, as the duo approached cautiously.

The one-eyed woman then staggered a bit, overpowered by the smell of sex that permeated the air. Her knees shook, nearly buckling, as her loins felt uncomfortably hot, but she ignored it as best she could.

Rubel frowned. This boy was just around his late teens and near adulthood. How he achieved such a feat as this was quite the mystery. He inspected him carefully, noticing the outfit he wore was moving and akin to slimy substance that formed into a red and black suit that had spider emblems and webbing.

"Quite the mess you've made here, my boy. Would you care to share your name?" Rubel asked while Peter knew who exactly he was. He's someone who belonged to the opposing side of the organization and acted as a spy.

"Why would I share my name with someone who has been spying on us? Though, I don't mind seeing someone enjoy watching." Peter teases Rafaela who blush trying her best not to offer herself.

"Y-You what did you do to them? How come I could sense Leah, Rachel and Katea who should be dead!?" Rafaela asked and Peter softly smiled towards her that instantly struck her.

"I'll tell you if you tell me why you're here?" Peter knows the answer and is going to ask the other if they'll join in the north since he planned on joining them later.