The train wouldn't arrive until 25:00 a.m.
It was still only 12:00. Helena sprawled on the rickety wooden bench in the station, breathing in the thick stench of axle grease. The trains hissed and sighed like dragons that had landed in a forest of iron and brick. Straws, wads of gum, and crumpled paper bags littered the floor. The number of homeless nearly matched the number of travelers. One obese vagrant was openly masturbating against a woman right in the open.
The woman had shimmering purple skin and eyes, long messy black hair, but the most striking thing was that she wore absolutely nothing. Everyone tried to pretend she didn't exist; no one dared come near her. She was nearly as tall as Helena and looked either mindless or incredibly stupid.
Some of the passengers looked like half-animals in varying degrees horned men, rabbit-eared girls, other bizarre hybrids. A few wore no clothes at all because thick fur covered their bodies. The common thread was that they all looked like vagrants, lower than ordinary humans, like slaves. Humanity had stopped enslaving its own kind and had simply moved on to enslaving these half-breeds instead.
The purple woman had to be one of the escaped slaves.
For some strange reason, Helena drew the eyes of every half-human in the station. A few children even tried to approach her until their masters yanked them back.
Helena forced herself not to stare at their naked bodies, treating them like animals especially the seductive purple woman whose curves screamed that she had once been a living sex doll for her owner. Then, suddenly, their eyes met.
The purple woman quickened her steps straight toward Helena. Helena tensed, darting her gaze away.
The purple woman stopped right in front of her. Helena looked to the side; the woman covered that side. Helena looked the other way. She was terrified her massive cock would harden in public there was no hiding something that size. She couldn't take it anymore. She stood and walked to the giant route map beside the departure board.
Tofitska, their destination, was roughly one megatartiryam away about a thousand kilometers. It was impossible for the locals to hide how much Earth culture had seeped into their naming conventions.
Helena studied the cities along the route and called out to Jaspin.
"What if we split the journey? We take the train to Tortilla town it turns north from there. At least we'll cover more than half the distance, and we can check the timetable once we're there."
"I like the way you think…"
Then, without warning, the purple woman slipped behind Helena and cupped her breasts from behind.
"Huh~~!"
Helena let out a soft, innocent, feminine gasp. Jaspin covered her mouth and laughed shyly. Helena's cheeks burned scarlet as the purple woman kneaded her breasts, cheek pressed to her back, purring like a contented cat.
Helena had no idea what to do. She could already feel her cock starting to swell.
She tried to escape to the bathroom to adjust herself so it wouldn't be obvious, but even thirty percent hard would be impossible to hide. When she came back, the purple woman was circling Jaspin who paid her no attention while Jaspin bought the tickets.
The price was 125 tartin. Jaspin thought for a second, then paid extra to reserve a private cabin for just the two of them. The ticket seller raised an eyebrow.
"Is that homohybrid with you?"
"No, she's just wandering the station. Must have gotten lost from her master."
They waited nearly an hour for the southbound train. The only one who didn't relax was Helena; she stayed standing while Jaspin absentmindedly played with the purple woman's hair.
…
They boarded the fourth carriage. It was noticeably more refined than the packed seats in the rear soundproofed, so the loud breathing of the train was reduced to a distant whisper. Every detail whispered first-class luxury.
Helena and Jaspin sat facing each other. Jaspin felt a flicker of tension at being alone in a closed cabin with a super-powered futanari girl. Helena's white button-up shirt strained against her enormous breasts, the fabric outlining every curve.
Helena wasn't even thinking about it.
The stop lasted no more than ten minutes before the train pulled out again.
Rita materialized on Helena's left. Helena gazed out the window at the middle-class houses sliding past nowhere near as grand as her own mansion, but far better than the slums.
The houses gradually thinned, spreading apart until open farmland appeared. Some trees with blood-red leaves actually walked between the fields on their roots. A few farmers owned half-human slaves, just like the ones at the station.
Helena turned to Rita, whose face was still more than half hidden.
"Rita, why do you keep your face covered?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Because every ghost in that warehouse showed their face except you."
"It's… personal."
"Come on, we're colleagues now. Haven't we made up? I know you're not bossy like the others, Rita."
Rita slowly pulled the cloth from the upper half of her face, revealing a single enormous eye right in the center.
"Even scarier like that. What's the obsession with the single giant eye?"
Rita let out a heavy, sorrowful breath. Then her face shifted into that of an ordinary woman short black hair covering her right eye, plump rosy lips, flushed cheeks, and a terrified expression like she was about to cry.
"So… why?"
She stayed silent, breathing hard.
"If you don't want to tell me, it's fine."
"No… I've decided to tell you my past
...
[deep breath]
…
Seven years ago, the day I was promoted to Archon, they sent me on a high-risk mission to the nation of El Dorado, outside the Empire, to retrieve a rare element…
But we were captured by a cult of fanatics who had an incredibly powerful enlightened one with them.
They tortured us for hours. They… gouged out my right eye and raped my brain through the socket. The pain was unbearable. At that moment I felt like I had never once lived a good day in my entire life. After that… my comrades were thrown into a hydraulic press and crushed into perfect cubes of meat.
I was the only female. They took their time torturing and burning me for weeks until I lost all sense of reality. My eye socket rotted, my brain decayed completely. They dumped my naked corpse in a garbage pit, holes carved all over my body and objects stuffed inside them for their pleasure."
"I'm so sorry… What happened to them afterward? Did the police catch them?"
Rita exploded into tears.
"What police?!
The police stand with them against us. That monster is still free… He's a Hectotype, immortal like you, Helena. He's still out there, enjoying his sadism. I never got my revenge, and I don't think I ever will. He's far too strong his aura could destroy this ghostly body of mine."
Helena didn't know what to say. The old Mark inside her had never been good with moments like this. Jaspin spoke gently.
"Don't worry. We'll make sure justice is done. We'll find him. Justice will take its course."
"I don't want to drag you into this. He's on a completely different level. I told you we were five people with Archon-grade talismans, and he still wiped us out… And I think I still have a complex about my right eye. It always reminds me of their cocks raping my brain until it rotted from how much they came inside it."
Helena whispered,
"I'm sorry I made you relive all that."
"It's okay."
"By the way… you're beautiful."
Rita's cheeks flushed bright red.
Suddenly, without any warning, the purple woman slipped into their private carriage. Helena, Jaspin, and even Rita jolted in surprise.
"Nooooo! She's following me everywhere! What the hell does she want from me?!"
Rita answered calmly,
"She wants to mate with you."
"But I'm human and she's practically an animal!"
"Futanari like you and Matriarchs like Lady Sofia are the only ones who can breed with animals and create these half-humans."
"You're joking… Please tell me you're joking, Rita."
"Hehe, lucky you~"
"How is this lucky?! We can commit zoophilia?!"
"That's exactly why you're fertility goddesses. Nothing limits what you can do."
The purple woman sat beside Helena and began rubbing her cheek against her shoulder. Helena tried to resist, but the woman's scent sweet lavender made her body relax against her will. The purple woman laid her head on Helena's thighs. Helena gave in and stroked the hybrid's thick, split-ended hair while the creature purred like a cat under her fingers.
Jaspin asked,
"What kind of creature is this, exactly?"
"She's a homohybrid of Juujin grade."
"I meant her species name, not the grade."
"I don't know. Futanari and Matriarchs keep inventing new breeds every other day."
Rita supplied,
"This type is called Endergender. The female in heat is specifically an Enderwoman. Their lineage comes from the Teleportender race that lives in caves ten kilometers underground. Their Beyond neural cells and energosoma are used to craft talismans that let people teleport short distances instantly."
"The name sounds familiar… What do you think she's doing here?"
"Maybe she got separated from her master, or teleported by accident… Hehehe, but it's obvious she's madly in love with you."
Helena looked down at the Enderwoman resting on her thighs. The creature stared up with glowing purple eyes full of desperate longing. Her purple skin faintly reflected the light. Her plump lips glistened like two soft marshmallows waiting to be tasted. Her body was obscenely sexual nipples inverted, breasts like two massive watermelon-sized gelatinous orbs resting on either side of her torso, exposing the center of her chest. Her body heat rose in waves. Her huge thighs kept shifting. Her pussy was visibly twitching, and the lavender pheromones grew stronger with every breath. Every sign screamed that she wanted to be fucked.
Rita smirked.
"Helena… she adores you."
Helena wanted to keep things respectful in front of Jaspin, who clearly had no interest in joining this conversation. After a moment she said softly,
"I'll call her Hailey."