Beep… Beep… Beep…
CRASH!
A groan broke the sudden silence as Gallows began to stir. The neural interface in her OmNILink turned off her alarm, while her grip on the bed got her back to her feet, feathers only slightly ruffled from hitting the floor. Normally, she slept in a rubber sarcophagus, but the bed was pulled out after her usual snoozing spot needed a deep clean and polish from her maid drones. It made things difficult when the wall one normally needed to climb over suddenly wasn’t there.
She gave a soft yawn, looking around the room while she dusted herself off. Dawn had only just started breaking through her windows, and she wasn’t exactly sure why she’d set the alarm in the first place. Nothing showed up in the schedule displayed in her vision, and her work queue was completely clear. Then, she looked down.
It seemed a number of her Pokémon had merged with her during the night, settling into corners of her mind while their bodies altered her own. Where her hooves normally were, a pair of Cubone heads were poking out in their black rubber maskboots, the coating keeping them in the dark. Back behind her, a black Charizard tail burned with an unnatural azure hue, while black-and-azure colored Pidgeot wings unfurled with her stretching. Her arms were thicker with white-and-black spines and scales, one each ending in a Nidoking and Nidoqueen head respectively. Even her gryphon head was missing, replaced by that of her night storm Terrakion with its more pronounced muzzle and darker coloration.
The chimera sighed softly, the eyes of her headhands giving her a better view of her chest and back. It seemed she also had her Entei’s spines, as well as her Arcanine’s three pairs of breasts. Down below, the equine morning wood of her Skyridge Cobalion stood at attention within its sheath, while a pair of larger Mudsdale balls drooped in front of a feral-mounted Virizion pussy and Keldeo tailhole.
Gallows shook her head, smiling from all three maws. Thirteen others were sharing her body with her, and although she was in full control, they shared thoughts, emotions, and sensations with each other. She could feel her Entei’s exhaustion, and knew of the awkward dream her Terrakion was having in his voidspace. They were a group, but they were also one.
It was common for Gallows to awaken with one or more of her partners Clustering with her, but having so many at once was a bit less so.
However, as she laid out back across the bed, horny thoughts began to stir from her Cobalion and Virizion. Both had been dreaming of each other, and her Keldeo soon began to have similar ideas as he joined in the vision. She could see the two swords in their dream world, roles reversed as Kale started to plowing into an anthro twink version of Magne, the Cobalion’s leash in her maw with him bent over one of the ranch’s fences. Meanwhile, Saline had taken an anthro form of his own, with Magne’s shaft buried deep into his dream form’s pussy while he played with the pair of breasts his subconscious had given him.
Outside, Gallows was trying to stifle a few moans so as not to wake some of the other partners sleeping in the room with her. It wasn’t as effective as she’d hoped, though. Her Absol, Raine, had begun to stir, smelling the pheromone mix from their owner’s body and perking up in more than a few ways. Jale and Kana, the Vaporeon twins who had been curled up around the Absol, had also awoken to the smells and sight, tails flicking in interest.
The disaster Pokémon looked over at their amalgamation of a trainer, a grin spreading across its face quickly. With only a few steps of their extended stride, they pressed into Gallows’s  exposed rump, face burying into her slit with its tongue slipping deep inside. Within moments, the sphinx had begun to disappear, body glowing a soft yellow as it melded into her lower torso.
Raine’s paws planted themselves firmly onto the ground in the form of a taur body, while Gallows’s shaft and sensual openings moved to the back of her new extension. Jale and Kana walked forward as well, only to disappear before they had even made contact. In place of those paws, a pair of Vaporeon headfeet and legs made themselves shown, similar to the Cubone in front of them.
D-d-dammit, y’all. She thought, shuddering slightly from the lingering chill of her Absol’s nose. I’m gonna end up a walking Safari Zone again, aren’t I?
Apparently, more of her pets had sensed the fun, and were waking up one by one. Her Vulpix joined in to become a second heart, and a mini-Dragonite from another room dove in to become her lungs, both organs strengthening her body drastically. Her mini-Reshiram and mini-Zekrom pressed into her new rump, adding two more segments to her lower half to make a taurtrain, while her two Lucario, her Charmeleon, and one of her Garchomp became the new legs that were stacked into place. The other Garchomp decided to be a bit more cheeky, splitting her cock into a pair and joining Magne in his dreamscape.
With each addition, Gallows felt her own lust growing. The entire group were letting their libidos do the talking for them, even as they lost control of their physical forms. Rather than staying within her bedroom, the lengthened chimera made her way down the stairs and outside, giving her more room for what was likely to come.
Sure enough, more pets joined in from around the house and across the ranch surrounding her manor, drawn in by her collective aura. Another set joined, and another, extending her taur torso and adding new limbs. Four new arms made her upper torso stretch a bit, while two new pairs of wings made her look a bit more angelic. Some of the smaller members joined as eyes or organs, while other larger pets made themselves useful in other ways.
Nnnnngaaaaahhhhhh…
Seconds passed, then minutes. Time flowed around Gallows like a river, until the rush finally subsided. With a series of thuds, the amalgamate practically collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily from every maw. Many minds swirled around her own in a sea of pleasure, dreams, and thoughts, leaving her in a light fog of mental orgy.
Ten arms poked out from her upper body, while no fewer than twenty segments of lower torso snaked their way back into the house. Each main limb had a headhand or headfoot, and two more heads joined her on her shoulders. Dozens of eyes dotted each cranium, and the three main heads had dual-stacked maws, each with cocktongues courtesy of her partners. More breasts filled her chest, and some down along her underside for good measure. To make matters more kinky, her taur segments had their own combinations of mismatched genitals, some with extra pieces that others didn’t have.
Gallows could barely count how many Cluster partners she had merged with, but the surge of orgasm was enough to show it was well beyond the limits she was used to. Cum sprayed from every shaft, and fluid from every pussy. Her breasts sprayed milk, and her maws filled with jizz that she eagerly gulped down.

By the time the haze cleared, it was almost noon, and the mess on the front lawn made spring look like winter all over again. Gallows rolled over onto her many feet, slowing standing up along her extensive length. With a groan, she finally started to take count of herself, and of the minds both dreaming and aware that resided within her psyche.
Six hundred and twenty-five consciousnesses, not counting herself, were crammed into a single body. Some had joined during her waves of bliss, others while she was recovering in a stupor. Each and every one provided a mental warmth of happiness to their owner and host, and despite the ocean of thoughts and dreams, she was still far more clear-headed than she normally would be.
She was wrapped across much of her manor, with more heads and lower body segments than before. Her upper body stood side-by-side with three more identical selves, split off from a branch two segments from where her taurtrain part truly began. Twelve arms, matching six rows of three breasts between them, flexed and moved, while nine heads per upper torso, each on long draconic necks, gazed around to give herself a full examination. Her lower train went uncounted, but her rump was seated firmly on her bed, however far that may have been.
With a soft groan, she used her OmNILink to send a message to her secretary at work. It seemed she’d be taking a remote day for work after all. She only hoped her other employees didn’t suddenly get ideas to join in after work again.