Chapter 24: Chapter 24

"Alright, step one," Roxy said, pulling a barrel out of storage and levitating them into place, connecting them to a giant alchemical contraption. "One barrel of Level 13 mimic potion. That'll last just about forever... for the time being. Because this puppy here is a dilution tower. It's capable of very precisely diluting potions down to the desired level, which can be a very tricky proposition otherwise. Right now, all we need is two and a half barrels of Level 3 mimic potion."

"And what do we need that for?" Clara asked, as Roxy pulled from the dilution tower the aforementioned three barrels of Level 3 mimic potion- one of which was half full.

"Well, you're taking too long to make the potions I asked for, so I'm doing it instead," Roxy said with a shrug. "Hence why I asked you to bring your best cowgirl."

"And..."

"And, it's fairly simple," Roxy said, gesturing at the very curvy cowgirl that Clara had brought over. "I'm gonna take samples of her milk and cum, which qualify as Level 3 liquid ingredients, and are thus a valid target for Level 3 mimic potion, and mix them with some Level 3 mimic potion. Then I'll mix 'em together, boil 'em down, and get a potion that grants Lactation 3 and Cum Production 3, then add that to the last barrel of Level 3 mimic potion, and thus have enough to give to all those bunnies Cecilia gave me and the dragongirls that are trickling in from Anzerath."

"I knew one of us should've taken Alchemist..." Clara murmured.

"Then!" Roxy continued. "With those bunnies having Lactation 3 and Cum Production 3, I'll be able to use their milk and cum to make Breeding 3 potions! And those dragongirls? Oh, boy, do they have a lot of Traits that I want potions for. And my ability to make these potions is thanks in no small part to you and your contributions."

"So, will you let me move in?" Clara asked.

"...Oh?"

"Well, I do the Rancher thing because I'm bored and horny," Clara said. "You, however, seem to have a much more efficient setup for addressing those problems: Sex Dungeons, equally-horny roommates you can fuck, and now, the ranch. Also you have a home arcade, which is nice."

"Well, I mean... point, but... still, you really want to just... move in with me?" Roxy asked.

"It means getting laid more often, so... kinda, yeah," Clara said, nodding. "I just don't have the patience for going on Tumblr and trying to find a hookup, y'know? I've already got something going with you, so... why not see about making it a steadier thing? I don't mean to pressure you, or nothing, just..."

"No, no, I get it," Roxy said. "You lived more or less alone, with only your Ranch Familiars for companionship, and they just... kinda weren't scratching your social itch, right?"

"Right, exactly," Clara said, nodding. "Although... you don't mind if I bring my own ranch with me, do you?"

"Not at all," Roxy said. "Being able to crib your notes is going to make this process a lot easier for me. F'rinstance... how do I make those milking machines with the full-body restraints?"

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"Alright, that's the process of making those automated," Roxy said. "I think, for this, I am going to want to use square ranch tiles, instead of the triangular farm tiles. The farm tiles could be whatever shape I wanted, really, but the way the geometry of milking machines works out means it'll probably be better to have each tile contain a square grid of them."

"Makes the girls easier to count, too, I imagine," Clara said.

"True, yeah," Roxy said. "Now- oh, hey Cecilia."

"Roxy," Cecilia said, nodding. "Clara. What's up?"

"Working on Roxy's ranch setup," Clara said. "Roxy agreed to let me move in, so that's nice."

"Oh, sweet," Cecilia said. "Can I move in too, Rox?"

Roxy shrugged. "Y'know what, sure, why not. I've got twenty guest apartments in my house, with three of them being used, and the other seventeen standing empty. I'll help you set up your own ranch in there, if you want."

"Eh, fuck it," Cecilia said, shrugging. "You can have it yourself."

"...Wait, what?" Roxy asked.

"I did the Rancher thing so I'd have something to do," Cecilia said. "Well, now I've got better things to do. Besides, you might as well get started with as many bunnygirls as I can give you."

"Well," Roxy said, shrugging. "Fair enough, I suppose. I suppose all that's left is- oh hey Anzerath, I was just about to talk about you."

"In complimentary tones?" Anzerath asked, hopefully.

"In point of fact, I was going to say that all I needed to complete today, where Clara and Cecilia have asked me if they could move in and bring their ranches with them, is to have you ask to move in and also bring your ranch with you."

"...And here I thought I was being spontaneous," Anzerath said. "Well... may I?"

"Yeah, sure," Roxy said, nodding. "I'm gonna wanna borrow your dragongirls for the initial breeding process, but..."

"You can keep them," Anzerath said. "I trust your stewardship of the dragongirls, if only because you are so resource-unconstrained that you would have to try to fuck it up, and it's something we can fix for as long as I'm still living."

"...Well, shit, fair enough. Alright, well, let me just get the ranch set up so we've got somewhere to put all these monstergirls, and then we can move all y'all's girls in."

"You know what?" Clara said. "You can have my cows, too, on the condition that you don't dismiss either of my Ranch Familiars."

"Feeling left out?"

"A little."

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"Fair enough. Well, you three go and draft up a contract saying you're giving me your monstergirls in exchange for room and board, with the expectation and obligation that, whenever you so choose, such as wanting to leave or simply wanting to resume ranching, you will receive as many monstergirls as you gave to me, of the same type, with equal or greater levels in all the Traits the ones you gave me had," Roxy said. "Basically, I'm just holding onto your ranches, and you can take them back whenever you decide to leave and do something else, plus or minus any improvements I make along the way."

"Do we need a contract?" Cecilia asked.

"You should have a lot more peace of mind with one," Roxy said dryly. "Also, that's to keep you three occupied while I take a few minutes to build a whole new pocket dimension."

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By the time the contract was drawn up, Roxy had finished the very rudiments of her ranch, which so far consisted of a square control center, and sixteen square tiles, each one filled with a square grid of milking machines that also functioned as life support, sixty four milkers to a row or column, and therefore a little over four thousand milkers per square- sixty five thousand monstergirl milkers in total, all told.

Roxy had been surprised to learn that monstergirls seemed to have no trouble at all with being more-or-less permanently locked in a milker, but as evidenced by Clara's ranch, it did in fact work just fine. Being milked activated a reflex that overrode their other thought processes, and they more or less entered a deep, meditative trance that could, in fact, last indefinitely with no ill effects.

"Alright, that's the dragongirls stowed away," Roxy said, after Anzerath had shepherded the last dragongirl into the system's input teleport pad. "Next step... administer the potions to them..." She typed out a command into the console, and started a script she'd written up, grinning. "And now, we're going to let that run for a little while."

"How long of a while?" Anzerath asked.

"Not sure, I haven't made a spreadsheet to predict it yet," Roxy said. "We're gonna keep them going until they get all their Traits up to a point where they can't go any higher. It's gonna be a lot faster up to Level 14, since I've got Level 13 mimic potion that can be distilled to Level 14, but after that... Well, actually. I have no idea what the highest possible Trait level is. I'd assume it's 20, but 6 is the highest it's ever gone in legend, and 5 is the max in credibly-recorded history. I guess we'll find out."

"Wait, don't you only have Alchemist at Level 13?" Clara asked. "Doesn't that prevent you from making any potions with an effective level higher than 14?"

"Normally, yes," Roxy said, nodding. "However, Trait potions are a level-less recipe whose base level scales with the level of the ingredients. Likewise, distillation and dilution are also level-less recipes, whose base level scales with the level of the ingredients. Well, ingredient singular, really. Point is, so long as I keep milking the monstergirls and distilling potions a level higher than their current Trait levels, then I can in fact just keep them going until the level cap."

"So, does it level up every Trait at once, or..?" Cecilia asked.

"It prioritizes Lactation and Cum Production," Roxy said. "The ingredients of all Trait potions are milk and cum, so it feels like a good idea to first boost those two Traits as high as they'll go, so they'll massively speed up the process of getting the other Traits up. So like, the logic goes, 'boost Lactation by one level and then boost Cum Production by one level and just repeat that until they either can't be boosted further or they reach Level 20, then boost every other trait one at a time.'"

"I see, I see," Cecilia said, nodding. "...So, y'know how all monstergirls have Traits?"

"Yes, yes, you can go through and get milked and dosed with potions," Roxy said dismissively. "I set up the enchantments with sapient monstergirls in mind, too; every hour, you'll be snapped out of the trance, and given the option to keep going, or stop and leave. When you do leave, all the Traits you were given will disappear, so you don't have to worry about trying to go about your day with your body weight in milk squirting out every time something touches your nipples."

"But, we can still get those Traits permanently, right?" Anzerath asked.

"...Sure, why not," Roxy said. "I've got collars that can suppress those Traits if you decide you want them."

"Oooooh, collars," Clara said. "Someone sure has a thing for monstergirl ranching, doesn't she? Don't you wish you'd taken my advice sooner?"

"Look, if you three didn't move in because you wanted to do full-time lifestyle petplay BDSM in my big fancy magic ranch full of monstergirls getting sucked completely senseless twenty four seven, you can say so now," Roxy said. She stood there. "Well? I'm waiting."

"You hit the nail on the head, pretty much," Cecilia said, nodding.

"Same," Anzerath said.

"It's more that I'd like to try it, and afterwards I'd like to observe your approach to ranching and maybe write a book on it," Clara said. "While also having a lot of sex."

"Yeah, figured as much," Roxy said. "Alright, just... step onto the teleport pad. You'll get put in a tile with monstergirls of the same type, so none of you have to look at each other. The first snap out of the trance'll happen on the hour, which is in thirty minutes. Oh, y'all mind if I use scrying to watch? Not just to keep an eye out, but, y'know. To jerk off to it."

The three middle-aged monstergirls all nodded their assent as they went through the teleporter with haste, and Roxy shrugged, pulling up camera feeds as they all found themselves being stripped naked- their clothes being forcibly desummoned back to their inventories- and locked into monstergirl milkers. The milkers themselves were fairly comprehensive- the mouth, pussy, and asshole were all filled with dildos that had tubes running through their center, allowing the administration of fluids- potions, semen, et cetera. The cock, and both nipples, were enveloped in soft suction tubes that were enchanted with techniques gleaned from Sex Dungeons to maximize not only pleasure but also fluid extraction, making everyone involved give far more milk and cum than they'd normally be capable of. And, because monstergirls went into a milking trance- even the sapient ones, when you applied the right enchantments to them- all limbs were restrained gently but firmly, and held in a neutral, healthy position, including tails and wings.

"Hey, Boss- whoa, look at that bunny get milked," Volex muttered.

"Eyup," Roxy said, before turning away from the monitor. She'd have plenty of time to watch her new pets getting milked. "What's up?"

"We were wondering about the variety of monstergirls you intended to ranch," Lucy said. "After all, you are not just limited to dragons, cows, and bunnies."

"Yeah! You've got an angel, a demon, and a fox!" Volex added. "Just let us knock up a few bunnies, and we'll have plenty of those on hand in no time!"

"And, perhaps, you could expand the roster even further with your Dungeon Gate," Lucy said. "I recall being told anecdotes about Kathleen the Catgirl, as well as a domineering slimegirl and a switchy snakewoman."

"Hrm..." Roxy leaned back in her chair, considering it carefully. "...Maybe, yeah. Some variety would be nice. Although, I will point out that at this point, since I only need one of any given flavor of monstergirl to begin making more, then delving the Sex Dungeon won't really accomplish much, considering that there are more Ranchers in Dorn than just the ones in this room, and I can probably acquire one of any given flavor of monstergirl- or hell, even just the semen of any given flavor of monstergirl- through trading with others. Probably at lower prices than a thousand person-years of food, too. I'm not sure there'll be much practical benefit to ranching every kind of monstergirl on the planet, but hey, at least it'll be something to pursue."

"And it'll let you get your dick wet in a big ol' variety of holes," Volex said.

"There is a sort of legendary monstergirl you might want to search for," Lucy said. "Formerly endemic to Vega, but supposedly extinct nowadays, found only passingly in dungeons as hostile enemies to those who do not recognize them. They possess both the well-known Quality Trait of legend, but also the much lesser-discussed Extra Class Slot Trait, which survives in the royal bloodline of House Vega. They were called the Deep Elves."

"Huh, so Nicky's got a bit of monstergirl blood in her," Roxy murmured. "Well, what did these Deep Elves look like?"

"Rather a lot like Nicky, actually. Even the alphas had tremendous breasts."

"...Holy shit those have been in my inventory for months."

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