The Power of Creation – Chapter 251

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“It was one of my spirit’s previous dying wish to be purified by a cock!” Cinderella declares.

“Why are their dying wishes becoming so oddly specific?” You curse as you pound Cinderella over a lamp table.

“Hmph! I’d rather be purified by a woman, you beast!” Belle snorts.

“Stop saying that with that pleased grin on your face!” You declare while banging Belle on a bed.

“Sweetheart, to think you would rape my pussy even though I begged you not to!” Elena cries.

“If you’re brainwashed, stop calling me sweetheart!” You growl while fucking Elena on the floor while she claws the carpet.

“For a commoner, your dick is satisfying!” Tiana sheepishly admits.

“I’m not sure how to even respond to that!” You curse while thrusting into Tiana against a wall.

“Daddy, please fall on my sword.”

“No, you fall on my sword!” you plow Merida over a couch.

“Feed me!”

“Eat this!” You gag Esmeralda while she’s on her knees.

You slowly work your way through a maze of horny women. Naturally, they’re all under Megara’s brain control, but they seem rather receptive to your machinations. As soon as you give the girls the D, they happily go about their business like they didn’t previously just try to get in your way. Naturally, you’re about done with this bullshit.

You open the door to the final room, which opens up the pathway to under the mansion cave system in Cinderella’s room. You had already taken care of Cinderella, so you are shocked when you open the door, revealing two female guards that you did not expect. Both women stand there, holding their backs and giving you a glare. The sight of them immediately sends shivers down your spine and causes you to freeze solid.

The two women in your path are of course Pocahontas and Moana. Pocahontas is a dark-skinned half-elf, while Moana is an olive-skinned Caribbean Goddess and tiny lover. However, these two beautiful women have one distinct feature that is more noticeable than anything else.

“Benefactor, allow me to tie you up and punish you on Megara’s behalf!” Pocahontas declares breathily.

“Holy shit, you’re pregnant!” The only bumps bigger than her boobs are Pocahontas’ giant baby bump.

Both women are extremely pregnant. Pocahontas looks about ready to pop any moment, and standing with her is Moana, who also looks past her final term. The shirts they are wearing can no longer cover their distended bellies, which jut out the front, exposing their bellybuttons which have been forced into outies. Their boobs have also grown to enormous proportions, sagging down on their giant baby bumps. Both dark-skinned women are breathing hard and clutching their stomachs like even getting up is stressful. Why is Megara having them go against you? You immediately cure their curses and lay both your women down in a bed.

“I’m sorry ladies, I’d fuck you, but right now you look ready to pop!” You admit that if you stuck your dick in either lady, even the stressful pleasure of an orgasm would probably lead them into labor.

“You know, pregnant women get horny too!” Moana whines, “I’ve only had sex once and now I’m going to have a baby come out there, how is this fair!”

Moana cries while Pocahontas pats her head. “It’s okay, Moana, once we have the babies, we no longer need men. That’s what my tribe chief says. The father of our children clearly has more important things to do.”

You turn to leave, but once you reach the entrance to the hole, your fist tightens and you turn back. “No! I can’t leave you ladies like this!”

Pocahontas looks up. “Ah? But it’s okay, men always abandon women, it’s the nature of things.”

“Of course not!” You throw your hand. “A man who abandons his pregnant wife is no man at all!”

“Then does that mean… even though you’re a criminal, you’ll do… that… with us?” Moana asks excitedly.

You cast a spell, splitting into two men, one for each woman, “As a man, it is my responsibility to take care of my woman. Today, I’ll act like a true man!”

Sometime later…

“Ahhhn! Ahhhh… harder… harder… it feels so good!” Moana moans.

“Ah… ah… to think a man is capable of delivering such pleasure!” Pocahontas adds.

“Do it, harder, harder… ahhhn… I feel it!”

“Nnn… Nnn…”

A person comes up from the hole. By her red hair and fury tail, it could be none other Rapunzel.

“Megara wants to know what’s the holdup? Owner is taking way too long to…” Her eyes focus on the scene on the bed displayed in front of her and she lets out a yell and points. “Wh-wh-what are you doing?”

“Mm… a man’s duty!” One of you declares.

“Nnnn! Ah, a little lower! Ahn… right there!” Moana moans out.

“Y-y-y-you…” Rapunzel cries while pointing at the two pregnant women lying on the bed. “We’ve been waiting for you for the last hour to start the final four way battle and here you are… doing that to them!”

“Mmm… benefactor is truly a man of many skills.” Pocahontas cries out in pleasure.

“Hey, Rapunzel, have you found, oh my Pun! What is that?” Nala also cries out as she comes out of the hole. “You… you… you’re massaging their feet?”

The pair of you are sitting on the foot of each of two beds, with one of your pregnant lady’s feet up on each  knee as you properly rub them with fragrant oil. The girl’s feet must hurt after walking around pregnant for so long. Naturally, it’s your duty as a man to give them a proper foot rub. Of course, you infuse some magical properties too, so it’s a very pleasing rub all around.

“C-c-c-can  we get good rubs too?” Rapunzel asks, drooling.

“Mmmm… no…” You shake your head, finally finishing their feet, getting up, washing your hands, and then turning back into one person. “I’m sorry Moana and Pocahontas, I’ll make sure to rub your lower backs later. First, I have some naughty girls to punish with my penis.”

“Eh… why do they get foot rubs and we get raped by a giant penis! How is this fair?” Nala cries.

“Shh… if he gets us pregnant, maybe we can also get foot rubs too?” Rapunzel suggests mischievously.

You stare at your hands, the two hopeful women looking at you, and the two women laying back on bed, nearly asleep, with pleased looks on their faces. It’s just a foot rub, right? Why is everyone getting so bent out of shape?

Going with the flow, you laugh. “Very well, you’re right! I shall only give foot rubs to those carrying my babies!”

“Hai!” Nala turns and immediately pulls down her panties and up her skirt, putting her pussy on display.

Rapunzel is only a second behind her. “Please, make us pregnant!”

You scratch your cheek and laugh awkwardly. It seems like the final boss has become unexpectedly easy. Who knew that the way to a woman’s pussy was through her feet. You conquer the last two women in the way between you and Megara. As you wipe your dick off on Nala’s butt as she groans exhaustively, you head down into the abyss, where the woman who needs the most punishment of all is waiting.

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The World of Women – Chapter 23

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“Now, If I recall, your mother fired me over a month ago.” Brooke looked down on me, her arm still wrapped around the young teenager in front of her.

“I’m not here on her behalf.” I started, but after a flash in Brooke’s eye, I changed what I was going to say. “She’s in the hospital. I’m here personally because I need your help.”

“In the hospital? What happened? I figured that woman’s hide is too tough that nothing would be able to…”

“She’s pregnant.” I cut off Brooke’s tirade.

“I… see…” Brooke gave me a knowing look.

“Look, Brooke, I need you back. Personally. This is for me.” I took a step forward, but Brooke showed no sign of stepping aside to let me in.

However, her Japanese friend suddenly broke into a smile and looked up at Brooke. “Oh, he love Brooke? You naughty girl have man’s heart? Aiii!”

The Japanese girl let out a cry when Brooke smacked her bottom. She said something else that sounded like a Japanese curse while glaring at Brooke and rubbing herself. Brooke wore a straight face, she had the hint of a smirk on it. However, when her eyes landed back on me, the smirk dissipated and she shook her head.

“Kid… I’m sorry…”

“I have money!” I insisted.

“Money’s easy enough to come by…” Brooke laughed and held out her hands in a shrug. “And as you can see, I don’t need much to be happy.”

I frowned, but my mind still thought furiously. “Then… I have something else I can give you. Something only I can give you!”

“Eh? What is this nonsense?” Brooke shook her head while raising her whiskey bottle to her mouth.

“A baby!” I declared, squaring my shoulders.

Brooke spit out the whiskey in my face, some of it falling on the teenage girl and some of it even leaking out her nose. “God damn… that burns!”

While she sputtered and coughed, covering her mouth, the door opened up and the Japanese girl turned around, her eyes wide and excited.

“A baby? I always wanted to have baby!”

“Damn it… Clyburn, do you think a body this sexy should have a baby? What makes you think I’d want one of those things giving me stretch marks and bruising my pussy?” Brooke cursed as she finally recovered, her face flushed red from the alcohol, although it made her look like a blushing maiden and was quite a cute expression, even if she’d punch my throat out if I voiced it.

“Oh, hush now, Babe… Just let me carry baby. We have together.” The Japanese girl put on a serious expression, frowning with a cute wrinkled eyebrow as she glared at Brooke.

Brooke gave a shocked expression, her mouth falling open slightly. “Aiko, you… want to have a baby with me?”

The Japanese girl blushed and looked away. “Well, isn’t every girl dream? Plus… I can be citizen before you citizen even though I just arrive, hahahaha!”

“You…” Brooke attempted to smack the girls behind again but she dodged it while laughing.

“You talk… get me baby, I go make tea!” Aiko immediately escaped to the kitchen.

“Damn it, Aiko, I’m going to smack that ass! And I told you, I don’t want any damn tea. If you want to be useful, bring me a beer!” Brooke sighed as Aiko didn’t respond to her shouts before turning back to me and gesturing me inside with a frown. “What the hell do you want, kid?”

“A Japanese schoolgirl? Seriously?” even though there were more important things to discuss, that naturally was the question that came out first.

“What the hell is a Japanese? Whatever, she ain’t no schoolgirl though. Came here on a work visa. Some kind of cultural work exchange program with the country of Nippon.” Brooke fell back onto a recliner and then shot me a glare. “Damn it, we were having a good thing going, why did you have to put having a baby in her head!”

“She’s like sixteen!” I growled.

Brooke shrugged. “I didn’t ask. Sixteens old enough to be a mommy, so why can’t I show her a good time? She’s got a great tongue… well… when she isn’t talking. Damn it, don’t distract me, why the hell are you here? Seriously!”

“Hannah is missing,” I said simply.

Brooke’s eyes lowered and she remained silent for a bit before speaking. “I’m… sorry. I had considered before that Hannah seemed like a flight risk. She was quiet, always kept to herself. Snuck out a lot… She…”

“She didn’t run away, she was taken,” I said leaning forward and pulling out the holotape. “Kidnapped… to get to me.”

With those words, I put the tape down on the table. Brooke eyed it for a moment while remaining quiet.

I continued on. “She’s my sister, and right now she’s in the hand of some drug cartel just so they can blackmail me! You think the government gives two shits about her compared to me? They won’t help. I have to… I have to do what I can, do you understand?”

Just as I finished, Aiko returned to the room carrying a pitcher of tea and a tray of snacks. Getting on her knees at the coffee table. She immediately poured out two cups of hot tea, and then pushed them towards us before waiting there with an expectant smile. However, Brooke’s eyes didn’t turn away from me for a second.

“Why me?” Brooke demanded.

That was a very good question. Why was I trying to depend on Brooke? Yeah, she knew how to fight, but so did my new head of security outside. Madison may have given me Brooke’s number thinking Brooke could help, but that didn’t mean I needed to depend on Brooke. I could have turned around and left the second Brooke had said no, however, I had insisted on staying and I had even offered to share my seed. Still, I  found the answer coming to me quite easily.

“I’m… all alone in this world.” I said slowly, “The women who love me… my mom, my sisters, they lose objectivity. They’re too close to me to see what needs seeing. Everyone else? They just want to use me. If there is anything I’ve taken from my mother, it’s a hatred for being used. I came to you Brooke because I need you to watch my back. Any other woman would either be blinded by my presence or trying to find a wake to stick a knife in my back. You’re the only person I can trust to always have my back.”

“Hmph…” Brooke snorted but hid her expression behind her hands, so I couldn’t tell how she felt about this. “And you say you’re going to give my Aiko a baby?”

Aiko grew excited at the words, a grin on her face like a kid in a candy store.

“Of course, I wouldn’t promise otherwise.”

“What happened to wanting to build that… what do you call it, harem?”

I squared my shoulders and chuckled. “I still plan to. Naturally, the baby will be mine as well as yours.”

“What the hell?” Brooke leaned forward angrily.

“Well, I mean, you’re going to be my personal security, so you’ll live with me, and of course Aiko would come as well. So, her baby will be raised together with my other babies. All of us, together. You’ll both naturally be my women.”

“Owned by man?” Aiko murmurs smiling partially to herself. “I like sound of that.”

“Eh? Aiko, don’t let this man poison your thoughts. Kid, you got a lot of guts calling me your woman!”

“What does it matter?” I shrug, ignoring Brooke’s glare. “It’s not like you’d care who else I’m sticking it in. You have no reason to be jealous of my other girls. Of course, I wouldn’t stick it in you unless you asked… so if you never ask, it’s not like I have a shortage of other ladies. Plus, you’ll get to enjoy the sight of all the young beautiful women I bring home. I might even share a couple, yeah? I don’t mind if Brooke wants to vet some of my girls… I mean, as long as I can watch.”

“Brooke, I thought I was special…” Aiko said as Brooke looked genuinely contemplative over my offer.

Brooke gave a quick cough. “Of course, Aiko, since we met two weeks ago, I knew you were the one for me.”

“It’s only been two weeks… ow!” As I blurted out in wonder over this short relationship, Brooke kicked me under the table.

Of course, they’re talking about having a baby together, yet Aiko is only sixteen and they’ve only been together for two weeks. Rather, it’s good they’ve only been together two weeks because if this relationship had started a little earlier, it might have turned into a crime! Well, I’m not one to talk. I’ve had sex with the sixteen-year-old Madison, and by all accounts, I’m older than Brooke. However, weren’t they moving a little fast? It took me months to have a steady relationship with mom and my sisters were still a rocky thing.

I shook my head, ignoring my thoughts while Brooke tried to placate Aiko. This wasn’t the time for thinking about that kind of thing. I liked Brooke as a friend, and she even had a cute appearance that was desirable if she wasn’t a lesbian. Getting a Japanese schoolgirl like Aiko was just a bonus. However, even if neither of them would talk to me again, I’d still make this promise, because Hannah was that important to me.

“Will you do it?” I finally asked.

The silence after I finished speaking seemed to stretch. Brooke leaned back, seeming to ignore everything while Aiko still sat there on her knees watching the two of us. I leaned forward and took the cup of tea, giving her a smile as I did. The snacks she had brought out where just crackers with cheese whiz on them. As someone who lived in a mansion, most of my food was prepared by a chef I’d never met. Suffice it to say, I hadn’t consumed junk food in over a year. I found myself jamming crackers down my throat at an alarming rate. This seemed to please Aiko, whose smile grew, even as Brooke stared in silence, not giving anything away.

Finally, Brooke lifted her hand and put it on the holotape across the table, dragging it over to herself. She silently handed it to Aiko, who immediately turned around and slid it into the side of the visual screen. A few moments later, a familiar scene started to play out on the screen in front of us.

“Hello, Clyburn.” The voice came on the screen.

Brooke seemed to have invested in a better screen than the one I owned. The audio was a bit crisper, and while the voice was still muffled, it sounded undoubtedly female to me this time. Of course, it would have had to be a woman. Was there any doubt? Why would a man kidnap a woman in this world? Aiko stood back, her hand covering her mouth, her eyes growing tears as she watched the struggling Hannah, my Hannah, under the light being flashed in her face.

“Faeri wants to see you. You’ll get a new package tonight with the rendezvous point. Come alone. Don’t call the cops, I’ll know if you do. If you comply, you’ll get to see your precious sister again. If you don’t, well… I’ll personally turn your little sister into my bitch. She’ll come to like the taste of pussy, I think. Hahahaha…”

The screen went to static, but the silence drifted on for only a few moments before Brooke spoke. “Faeri…”

“You know her?” I turned excitedly, only to frown when Brooke started shaking her head.

“Just the name…” Brooke finally spoke up. “Part of a local gang of youngsters. Runs a smuggling ring. Racketeering. That kind of stuff.  Takes in a lot of poor people and foreigners in. That’s how I met Aiko here.”

Aiko gave a smile. “Scary girl try to convince me go with them. Then Brooke came, sent them running.”

“And she’s the boss?” I tried to put the story together.

“Locally… perhaps. I don’t know much else. “Brooke leaned back and took a last swallow of her whiskey before slamming the empty bottle on the table. “But I do know someone who does.”

“Ah? Really?” I leaned forward in my chair. “Can you take me to them?”

“You really are going to be the death of me, boy…” Brooke let out a sigh, stretching her arms as she spoke. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

“Really, you’ll take me?”

“All of it…” Brooke sighed. “I’ll take care of you, kid… as long as you take care of me.”

“I will!” When Brooke gave me a harsh look I held up my hands. “I mean, thank you. With your help, I’m sure we can save my sister.”

“Yes!” Aiko also made a guts pose. “And after I can finally enjoy penis for first time.”

“Eh?” I let out a noise at Aiko’s sudden announcement.

“Aiko!” Brooke cried out. “That’s not… he’s not… I mean, if we got you pregnant… uh… I’d do it!”

“How’d you do it?” I blurted out incredulously.

“You…” Brooke glared at me. “Naturally, there are tools for women to impregnate other women. You’re not sticking it in my Aiko, of course, I’d need a donation of your seed, but that’s it!”

“Ah… Brooke jealous… he give us both penis?” Aiko offered.

Brooke made a gagging noise like she was just about to throw up. “Aiko! What are you saying? We’re lesbians? Don’t you like my pussy?”

Aiko sniffed. “I do, but I never had other. How I know if like sausage when all I have is taco!”

“Guh!” Brooke looked like she had been punched, Aiko’s words cutting into her. “But… baby, we can get toys that shape and I can…”

“Toys not same.” Aiko dismissed. “Okaasan say, real thing better.”

Brooke gave another sigh, but it ended when she shot me a glare. The glare said something along the lines of “fix this”! Had it been another time, I might have fled the room or even egged Aiko on just to give Brooke a hard time. However, right now, my sister was still on the line and this was not the issue any of us needed to worry about.

“Aiko,” I spoke up while standing. “I’m sorry, but it is Brooke who is earning my seed. Thus, it is Brooke who decides when, who, and how it gets delivered!”

I gave a small bow at the end of it. Aiko looked a little flustered, and then disappointed, while Brooke broke into a relieved smile. I didn’t know what was going through Brooke’s mind, but suddenly her eyes shot to my crotch, looked away, and for a second I swore her cheeks blushed. It must have just been the alcohol.

“On that note,” Brooke also stood up, patting off her pants as if she didn’t just make a cute expression, “We should get going. We’re burning daylight and if you want to save your sister before anyone touches her, we need to get moving now.”

Brooke quickly strapped on a sword and a gun, giving the impression of some kind of gunslinging knight. She didn’t change her clothing, but she splashed some water on her face to “wake up a bit” and then immediately pushed me out the door. Aiko was left with a pouty expression on her lips sitting in the corner, clearly disappointed that her chance to enjoy a penis was slipping through her fingers. Well, I’d let Brooke and Aiko work that out. If Brooke didn’t want to stay with Aiko, it was no big deal to me. However, once I handed out my seed, whoever Brooke gave it to would be mine. Brooke would just have to learn to share. It was the biggest concession I was willing to offer to keep a friend around.

Charlene and Brooke knew each other, but neither woman looked at the other when they got in the car. Brooke was a beautiful 30-year-old woman with an athletic build and a mischievous smile. Charlene was a 50-year-old who looked like leather and lacked any kind of spirit at all. The differences between the two were palpable.

Brooke didn’t explain to me where she planned to take me. She simply slid an address to the driver, and then we began driving in that direction. As we went, my eyes began to narrow. What I had deemed was the bad area of town seemed to be wrong. As the property value plummeted and things like graffiti became more rampant, I realized Brooke likely lived in a normal suburban home. I had assumed my 35 years of experience, even though I had lived as a middle-class man, allowed me to understand the world, but it looked like a year living in a mansion had skewed the way I saw the world more than I thought. I felt bad for looking down on Brooke’s living conditions.

“We’re here,” Brooke said, pointing up ahead as the car drifted to a stop.

Without the friction of the road, a small part of me wondered how cars stopped. I stopped those thoughts immediately. When I went to the Academy, I could ask these kinds of stupid questions all day. Maybe, I should request mom fill up our library with more science and how-to books. This world didn’t seem to have as much do-it-yourself stuff, but my experience is limited so I didn’t know. Our library was filled with fantasy books. There were romances, magic, mystery, a little bit of science fiction, a large number of psychological self-help books.

I stepped out of the car and walked up beside Brooke with more confidence in my step. Once again, I left Charlene watching the car. I hated to admit it, but I felt much safer with Brooke by my side. Her steps were strong and her feet were sure. This part of town had taller buildings and almost no lighting. The art deco was gone, and it was the kind of place I probably would have felt nervous entering on my own. We ended up walking up a stairway to the third level. By the time we reached the top of the stairs, I was breathing hard.

“You sure you want to do this, kid?” Brooke asked. “Maybe we should leave this to the cops-“

“No!” I straightened up, forcing my breath to smooth out. “I have to protect Hannah. I’m the reason she was out of the house in the first place. I’m the reason she was kid- it was my fault.”

Brooke nodded, and then pointed at the door nearby, “If I remember correctly, she lives here…”

I nodded and immediately went to the door knocking. I wanted to show Brooke that I could keep going. After this is all over, I promised myself I’d start a workout routine. Maybe I could ask Brooke to teach me to use that sword. I don’t want to be weak anymore. Being weaker than a woman is just embarrassing! I’ve spent too much of this new life hiding in my own little box.

“Hello- ah… m-m-master!” As soon as the door opened, a familiar face peeked out before immediately looking down, unable to meet my eyes. “What are you doing here?”

“Veris… so it’s you.” As soon as I saw Veris, my old housekeeper, I understood why Brooke had brought me here. “Veris, I’m looking for Nada…”

Veris finally looked up, her fist clenching slightly. “What did that girl do now?”

“Two days ago, she broke into the mansion and raped me,” I stated simply.

“Oh…” Veris very nearly bowed on the ground, the noise coming more like a pained grunt. “I’m sorry… master… I’m so… so… sorry… I should have never… I thought…”

I raised my hand. “Veris, you abused your position. You used me. If you feel at all indebted to the help my family and I have given you, then now is the time to act.”

Veris wilted under my stare, but when I said she could help, she immediately raised her head and gave a decisive nod.

“Your daughter… she mentioned a woman… Faeri.”

Veris’s expression turned vicious. “Faeri… that bitch! She’s the one who got my daughter addicted to drugs. Well, her gang did. Her dealer is part of Faeri’s crew. Faeri was the one she owed money to.”

As Veris rambled on about Faeri, Brooke and I gave each other a look and I nodded. “Veris, pay attention closely here.”

“Yes, master, anything.” Veris was practically bowing now.

It turned out her guilt over betraying me had waved very heavily on her mind. She had spent the last nine months soaking in guilt. Well, she also threw away a career that she had for over a decade all for her daughter’s sake. In the end, she was just trying to be a good mother.

“We need to find Nada, I want to know where this gang resides.” I said, my words finally triggering Veris to look up at me. “We have some questions for them.”

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 250

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“Gah! Ahh… Ahhn… the prince is filling me up! I love it! I love your dick!” Ursula cries as she orgasms against your dick, which is plowing her from behind.

You are treating Ursula exceptional good. You use your magic to remove any pain and discomfort that came from her deflowering. Instead, you ramp up her sexual arousal as a result of your dick. Ursula is already a girl whose body wants sex, but with your machinations, she becomes quite the dirty slut. Soon, your dick is the only thing in her world, and she’s getting to enjoy it with reckless abandon. Soon, she’s shaking her big booty and pushing back to make it go deeper.

You start to realize why some men prefer big women. Yeah, she has more cushion for the pushing. Your hands grasping those warm doughy buns is enough to prove that concept. Yeah, her booty has a satisfying jiggle, and each time you thrust your hard dick inside her, that butt ripples a bit like a slow motion explosion. You get to see the force of your dick slamming inside her along with the naughty smell and the wet, lewd noises.

It’s true her pussy, although still tight, feels so comfortable and warm. Her butt is a cushion, and you have no problem resting your dick inside it. With many of the other girls, you can only get about a half or a third of your dick in before you hit the end. At that point, you can only force it the rest of the way in causing pain or damage to the girl or be satisfied with only getting half of your dick wet.

With a bigger girl like Ursula, this isn’t a problem. Her booty is big and she’s got plenty of skin. There are about 2 inches of round, jiggly booty before you even reach her pussy, which is juicy and engorged and leads to her fatty padding all around. Suffice it to say, you can slide all ten inches inside Ursula, and she can take it all. Yeah, the last two inches are wrapped by a pair of warm buns, but Ursula’s juicy snatch had already leaked sufficiently that her butt crack is just as juicy and warm as her pussy. With your hands grabbing her butt cheeks, you can squeeze her crack together, light holding a pair of boobs you can fuck, or spread them open, releasing a waif of sex smell and slamming your dick a little deeper inside her, causing the girl herself to cry out in intense pleasure.

However, there is one other reason that makes Ursula such a fun fuck. It’s not her jiggle, her big, fat pussy that engulfs your cock, her lewd juiciness. No, it’s the fact that she tries hard to please. No offense to your harem girls, but most of them know they’re hot, and thus think they can just lie there and let you do the work. Of course, Ariel and Kida are always willing to go for a workout, and many of the girls are willing to rock their hips or try. However, most of the girls seem to take for granted that you need to cum.

When they rock their hips, it’s not to make it better sex for you, it’s to make it feel better inside them. Naturally, their active participation feels good all around. However, the intent matters too. After breaking the girls so much, they take your cock for granted, and sort of just assume you’ll get off. Yeah, their bodies are your playthings, and with your abilities, you can cum whenever you want, as much as you want. However, there is a little something lost in the translation.

That little something is effort. Ursula, despite being a fatty, seems to really want you to have a good time. She’s looking back, readjusting herself, reaching back and spreading her cheeks or squeezing them at your command. Even though you brought Ursula’s mind into a state of heighten arousal, she hasn’t become lost in mindless orgasms. Rather, she’s become lost on you, desperately wanting you to cum with her.

“Ah… ah… prince… I’m cumming, prince. I’m going to cum. Please, prince, cum with me. I want to feel you cum in me as I cum!” Ursula moans.

This is the kind of woman Ursula is. Despite being a gluttunous demon queen, she’s the kind of girl who is secretly a romantic, and even in this situation, she wants to have a co-orgasm with you. You oblige her, letting out a cry as you explode your hot cum deep inside her. You make sure to spread her butt cheeks wide, and you thrust deeply, holding it deep inside as your cock swells and explodes with cum.

“Ahhhhhnnn… I feel it! Your cum is inside! Ah! I’m cumming too. Your cum is making me cum! I love you! I love you, my prince! I love you!”

Ursula declares her love for you as she orgasms with a rich smile on her face, her entire body shaking as the pair of your cum together. Even though it’s doggy style in the middle of a hallway, Ursula still seems to feel some kind of romantic affection as a result of this sex. She’s only the second girl other than Elena to be so affectionate with sex. Tears of joy were running down her face and she was still moaning about how much she loved you. Sex and love were one and the same for her… and unlike Elena, she didn’t have any claws.

“Th-that was wonderful, my prince…” Ursula almost purs, even with her head shoved in the carpet.

“Shut up and die!” Medusa finally lets out a curse as Ursula collapse with a sexually satisfied smile and stars in her eyes.

“You bitch! How dare you act so happy in front of us!” Grimhilde adds.

“I want dick too! I want dick too! I said it twice!” Maleficant cries.

“And here’s your punishment…” You say casually, disappearing using an invisibility spell.

Ursula looks back and sees no one behind her anymore. She immediately sits up, covering herself while looking around confused. At that point, all of the bonds holding the other three women dissipate. Medusa, who had her pussy lips barely touched while she had to watch another woman have her brains fucked out lovingly. Grimhilde, who never got a sip of cum until it all got blown in this twat’s twat. Maleficant, who was made to feel insignificant while seeing this woman treated so kindly.

“AH! Sisters… this… we can talk about this!”

“Get her!” Medusa pointed while declaring in a voice that sounded like a death sentence.

“You bitch, it’s all just fat! What’s so great about fat anyway!” Maleficant shouts as she pulls Ursula’s hair.

“I’m going to eat that cum out of your pussy, you wasteful bitch!” Grimhilde forceful tries to pull her legs apart.

You walk away, leaving Ursula to her fate. Some things you just don’t say in an ero novel indeed.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 249

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“Ah, ah, ah! It hurts! It’s too much! I’m sorry, it’s not small! Please stop!”

“You big baby…” You smack her ass, which jiggles under your hit, “I haven’t even gotten my dick in yet.”

Naturally, Ursula has been stripped and forced to the floor. Rather than using your own might, you send out your old tentacle spell. It has now binded all four women. Medusa, Grimhilde, and Maleficant are wrapped up in tentacles, moaning and fighting against the things as they squeeze the women tightly. Of course, the tentacles are not ordered to violate the women, rather, just restrain them. So, why are the women moaning and looking flushed in anticipation for sex?

The tips of the tentacles remain away from the women. Of course, the women are all nude now, and you can see their tits being harshly squeezed, their hard nipples popping out through the edges of the tentacles as their boobs are squeezed tightly. However, even Maleficant who has no boobs to speak of is flushed and panting as she remains confined. You originally had a mind to rape all of the women, but three out of these four demon lords look like they are anticipating your dick. They’ve been deprived for a month, and even with the brainwashing their bodies can’t lie to them. They’re a bunch of horny demons!

Medusa clearly wants to get fucked, she doesn’t hide her lustful ways. Naturally, Grimhilde is always a thirsty bitch, and she wants to taste your cum. She’s probably remembering the last time you attacked the harem with tentacles, and is eagerly looking forward to be smothered in cum, fresh from your cock. She’s even licking her lips like she’s readying for the meal she’s about to receive. Even Maleficant, who always pretends to hate your sex, is secretly a nympho who could never have enough. If the other women are getting fucked, naturally she’d want a piece of the action too!

Thus, only the reason-headed Ursula looks distressed as her clothing is removed. You actually didn’t order the tentacles to remove any clothing. It appears that the tentacles have some kind of clothing dissolving characteristic, and the four demon lords find their clothing melting away until their naked forms are on display in the hallway. Naturally, Ursula has it worst.  She had been forced to the ground while the other women are in spectator positions. Her big ass was up in the air with her legs spread open and exposed, a juicy wet thing exposed that is clearly looking to be punished. Even as the woman herself cries rape, her body can’t lie to you!

Thus you line up your dick and start pushing it in, but she is a tight version and only the head is in so far. Your original intention was the have the tentacles pleasure the three other women while they watched you pleasure their sister. It’d reinforce sexual pleasure with fucking their sisters. The seven demon lord orgy is still on the table, so anything you can do to bring the demon lord girls together will be a good idea. You see? You’re a philanthropist. Bringing these squabbling sisters together in harmony is your good deed for the day.

Well, that was the plan. However, the three girls are looking at you so expectantly that you decide to not give them what they want. It’s hardly rape when they give you “fuck me” eyes. Thus, you bring the tip of the tentacles just out of range. The tip of Grimhilde’s tentacle flaps lewdly in front of her face, hiding the sweet delicious cum inside. Even a little bit dribbles out the tip. She desperately leans against the tentacles even as they painfully pinch her chest, desperately trying to stick her tongue out just a millimeter more, but no matter how much she struggles she can’t get a taste.

Meanwhile, Medusa is facing her own kind of brutal teasing. Her tentacle tip is right between her legs, but it keeps flapping, just barely flicking across the top of her engorged pussy lips. She lets out a cry, wanting to be filled up by it, but her bindings are absolute, and even as she ties to hump down on the tentacle, it never does more than slightly brush her spots, giving her more and more stimulation without ever filling her up.

Maleficant’s tentacle tip lands on her chest. She looks down at it wonderingly, trying to figure out why the warm thing is pressing against her chest. Suddenly, it pushes up, and then down, then up, and then down again. Maleficant gives a confused look. Just what is it doing? It’s just lying on her chest flapping around aimlessly. It provides her no satisfaction, but it doesn’t obtain any satisfaction as well. It’s just there, slapping her chest right between her nipples like it’s expecting something that is absent.

Wait? Absent? Maleficant’s face starts to turn to horror as she realizes the positioning of the tentacle. It’s sitting right between her chest, where her tits would be if she had any. Had this been Medusa next to her, the tentacles had her chest binded tightly together, showing an impressive cleavage. The tip would be moving up and down between her mountains, slickly titty fucking her. On Maleficant’s flat chest, the tentacle could do nothing but tap her chest depressingly, with no soft skin to slide between.

“It’s just a mound of fat!” Maleficant cries out to the tentacle, but the mental damage has already been done.

The poor tentacle has nothing to fuck, because Maleficant isn’t “big” enough. Soon, she starts crying at her own inadequacy as the tentacle continually reminds her that she just doesn’t have large enough assets to please it. She’s not the only one, as the other two women find themselves crying as well over their tentacles. Medusa is desperately wanting to be fill, Grimhilde just wants a taste, and Maleficant wants to be a proper lover. All three women cry out in frustration, their eyes landing down on Ursula, who’s now getting your personal attention.

“Prince, how can you be so cruel?” Ursula cries. “You’ve made your point, now release us!”

“Hah?” You snort, “I haven’t even started yet?”

With that, you grab her thick ass and you plow your dick in, breaking her virginity with single thrust!

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The World of Women – Chapter 22

A portrait of the family (Morgan, Madison, and Hannah) has been completed. It is available for all Patreon supporters. WoW: Volume 1 will be released next month. I have already ordered the cover image for WoW and PoC: Volume 2.

Both books will consist of unreleased bonus chapters, extra editing, and proper formatting. Due to the difficulty in converting files to epub, I will probably no longer release epub versions of the books.

The WoW: Volume 1 official release pdf costs $5. It will be made available free only to Patreon supporters at the $5 level or higher. PoC: Volume 2 will remain open for all supporters.

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Morning the next day, I woke having only had about two hours of sleep. My eyes were blurry and red, and I felt like a zombie as I brushed my teeth and tried to put myself together. Rose said she was going to stay the night and would return some time in the morning. Perhaps, with Aunt Rose here, she could help me with finding Hannah. The security detail had done as much as they could, and had come up empty.

Hannah had told the security when she left that she was heading to a fast food place, but when they had called the location she had logged, there was no evidence she had been there. The security were just there to keep people from breaking in, and they weren’t exactly trained private investigators. Suffice it to say, they quickly ran out of steam. I considered going to Madison a few times, but I didn’t want to upset her further. That’s when the door rang in the twilight hours of the morning.

I ran down the hall ready to answer it, but of course security had already intercepted it, and it wasn’t Hannah. Rather, it was a packaging service, and he delivered a small envelope. The envelope was addressed to me, so I couldn’t do anything but sign for it and take it. The packaging lady tried to hit on me, but Charlene’s presence intimidated her and she quickly left with a frustrated look on her face.

“A holotape?” I muttered, pulling out the long flash-drive-like device I’d come to know for containing media.

I looked through the envelope two more times, and the holotape was the only thing in it. Aunt Rose had destroyed the VS she bought last night, so that only left Madison’s VS holotape player. I let out a sigh. It seemed like fate was determined to have me see Madison either way. I had no clue what the tape was, but I had a sinking suspicion that it had to do with Hannah. Thus, my desire to see what was on the tape quickly peaked.

I ran over to Madison’s room and knocked loudly. It took a moment before the door opened. Madison peaked outside and her eyes were red as well. It looked like she had been crying for half the night. Charlene was still standing behind me, but I didn’t hesitate to push myself forward, shoving Madison back into the room and closing the door, cutting of Charlene. I didn’t really care what Charlene thought about the situation. Now wasn’t the time for being tactful.

“B-brother!” Madison let out a cry as she saw me lock the door and turn towards her. “We can’t…”

“Madison, I need-“

“Ah!” Madison let out a cry, while backing up her knees had hit the side of the bed causing her to fall back. “Brother… I… I…”

Madison finally closed her eyes, trying to ease her breathing, “J-just once… okay… one last time. I absolutely won’t change my mind!”

“Ahhh… I need your holotape player.” I scratched the back of my neck, looking a little bit awkward.

“Eh? Ah? Oh!” Madison turned red, growing increasingly flustered before turning away and diving for a drawer, pulling out her VS player I had only seen once before.

She handed the device to me with both hands while looking away.

“Thank you!” I nodded as I took her tape player.

“Stupid brother…” Madison’s words were barely audible out the side of her mouth.

“Madison, do you know where Hannah is at all?” I asked while ignoring Madison’s behavior.

“Eh? Hannah?” Madison’s expression stiffened. “What about Hannah?”

“She left last night, and she hasn’t been home.” I responded, sitting on the bed a distance from Madison and turning on the VS while trying to figure out how to put in the holotape.

“Hannah is gone?” Madison’s worried face lasted only a second before she twisted her mouth and turned away. “It’s none of my problem. She’s not my sister.”

“She is your sister.” I responded back, only now getting how the holotape slid onto the VS.

“No…” Madison gave me a tearful look that caused me to stop for a moment. “Don’t you get it? I’ve always been trying to protect her, but all I ever did was annoy her. She said it herself, I’m not her real sister. That’s genuinely how she sees me.”

I stared at Madison, lost as to what to say. The truth was, I didn’t know what was going through Hannah’s mind. She was always such a quiet and reserved girl like her mother. It had never even occurred to me she had such thoughts. Even a day later, I didn’t know how to respond to her comments. I had hopes of getting to Hannah and convincing her to make good with Madison, but with Hannah gone, I was put in a hard place and I unfortunately didn’t have the answers.

“Hello, Clyburn.” A distorted voice suddenly came from the VS, the holotape choosing that second to finally start playing.

The voice also startled Madison, who turned to the video screen. The screen was dark and grainy, the video taken at night in what looked like a grungy area. However, after a brief focusing, a person came into view. The person was none other than Hannah. Madison audibly gasped next to me, while my hands tightened on the VS player.

“If you’re playing this, then I’m sure you recognize your dear little sister here.” The distorted voice continued, a harsh thing that sounded neither man nor woman and made my skin crawl. “We caught her walking around aimlessly at night, the poor little thing. We were just going to play with her for a while, but then we found out she had a brother. We’d rather play with you.”

As the voice spoke, the camera tittered around Hannah. She was squinting into the light with her hand raised up, and she looked like she accumulated several scratches and bruises. She had been crying, but otherwise she looked in okay shape considering. Her clothing were in tact if dirtied, and her face seemed like a mix between anger and fear. My entire body was shaking, and I realized I had been holding the VS tightly enough the image was flickering a bit. I loosened my grip.

“Faeri wants to see you. You’ll get a new package tonight with the rendezvous point. Come alone. Don’t call the cops, I’ll know if you do. If you comply, you’ll get to see your precious sister again. If you don’t, well… I’ll personally turn your little sister into my bitch. She’ll come to like the taste of pussy, I think. Hahahaha…”

The tape went to static as quickly as it had started. I turned to Madison. Her mouth was open, but once again her eyes quickly flashed and she looked down, not willing to meet my eyes anymore.

“Madison… Hannah, she’s been kidnapped.”

“Mm…” Madison murmured while closing her eyes.

“I need your help. You’re the only family I’ve got right now. We need to figure this out.”

Madison remained quiet for a moment before shaking her head. “No…”

“No? This is Hannah. She’s our sister!”

“She’s your sister!”

“Damn it, Madison, this isn’t the time to be fighting. Please, will you help me?”

“I won’t!”

“Why do you have to act like a god damn chil-“ I stopped my words as Madison stared at me defiantly.

I had stood up and was now hovering over her, my voice raising to the point of a shout. That’s when the reality hit me. Madison was a child. She was only a sixteen-year-old girl. Hannah was only fifteen.  These were just girls. While mom and Aunt Rose were able to easily reconcile as adults, expecting the same thing from kids was perhaps asking too much. They were selfish, and childish, and confused. I wasn’t too much better, prone to my own emotional outbursts and mistakes, but at least I had my memories as reference. I could subjectively evaluate the situation. My sisters weren’t so lucky. They were just kids that had to grow up the hard way.

Madison had felt betrayed my Hannah. After all, she had dedicated such a large chunk of her life towards protecting her sister. She had always felt protective of Hannah, her younger sister. For that sister to suddenly turn into a person you don’t even recognize, and worse, refuse to acknowledge your family bonds, it hurt Madison too much. It wasn’t finding out Noah wasn’t her father that crushed Madison that night, it was Hannah.

“I… understand.” I stood up, giving Madison one last sad look before I turned and walked out the room.

As I approach the door, something in my eyes must have triggered Madison, because she suddenly spoke. “Wait!”

I stopped, looking back to see my sister, standing and rummaging through her nightstand. She pulled something out and handed it to me. It was a sheet of paper with an address written on it. I looked questioningly from the sheet in my hands to Madison’s face. Madison refused to meet my eyes, but she still spoke.

“It’s the address of someone who might be able to help. It’s all I can do.”

I finally gave a slow nod. “Thank you.”

“Broth- Clyburn…” Madison spoke out, causing me to stop for a moment. “I’ve already got the okay to move to the dorms. A car comes to pick me up later today. I won’t be here when you get back…”

“Already?” My mouth falls open in shock.

“I had been thinking about doing this for some time… I’m sixteen now, I don’t need mom’s permission.” Madison kept her eyes down. “You’ll keep her safe, won’t you? Make sure to bring her back safely. I’ll never forgive you if she gets hurt.”

I slowly nodded with a sigh and then shot Madison a severe look. “And you watch out for yourself as well.”

“Huh?”

“Next year, I’m coming to university. I’ll be looking to bring you home. I won’t rest until you’re mine, body and soul!”

“Ah!” Madison let out a cry before turning her head and saying with a pout. “R-r-ridiculous!”

I gave a slight smile, but didn’t say another word as I unlocked the door and left the room while Madison looked on worriedly. Madison might be proud, selfish, and stubborn, but she was a good girl after all.  I knew that Madison loved me. That was all that was important. When she said she’d do it with another boy, she said it just to anger me. She was just a sixteen-year-old girl, after all.

I knew my Madison, the woman I loved, better than that. She was afraid I’d leave her after I went to Academy. I could beg and whine and force Madison to stay in the house, but if I did things that way, somewhere deep down she’d always resent me for it. My only choice was to show Madison I was a better man. I wanted my sister completely. For that, I couldn’t focus on temporary gains. I needed to see the big picture.

I had spent the last year in self-indulgence. I needed to grow up. It’s time to start bringing my family back together. I meant what I said to mom. I’m not going to hide behind my age anymore. I’m the man of the house, and it’s my responsibility to do what I have to. That included bringing my sisters back to me and keeping all of my women happy.

“Charlene, have a car brought around. I’m going to this address.” I lifted up a piece of paper in my hand.

“Master, your mother-“

“She’s not here, and she left me in charge. I’ll take all responsibility for my actions. However, Hannah is in danger, and if you keep me from protecting her…” I stopped, continuing to walk without finishing what I said.

I actually didn’t know what I’d do. Tell mom? Charlene seemed to have a better imagination than I did, since she gulped and nodded.

“Yes, Master, I’ll call one in immediately.”

I headed straight to the lobby while Charlene gave a few quick orders over the radio. By the time I walked out the front doors, there was indeed a limousine waiting for me. It wasn’t some fancy stretch model, just a fairly run of the mill car, but the fact it was floating still gave me pause.

I half expected that barking orders wouldn’t work, so I was shocked I had made it this far so easily. Could I have always just said I’d leave and then leave? Did I need to go through a year of isolation, or did it take mom being out of the house for me to regain my independence. I didn’t know the answer to that question any more than I knew how these hover cars worked. It’s magic, right? I found myself too embarrassed to ask. I’d use directness to get Charlene to follow my orders up to this point, and if I started acting like a wide-eyed youth I’d lose all the ground I gained.

So, I quietly waited for someone to open the door, and I stepped into the car. The inside wasn’t much different from cars of my own world. It looked like some forms came from being functional, and weren’t always a decorative trend. However, the car also made no motor noise. When the car started moving, it was a bit disconcerting. There was no rumble or feel of pavement. Instead, there was just a humming nose that kind of reminded me of an airplane.

Charlene sat across from me, remaining vigilant as my guard. I didn’t explain myself to her. I wasn’t completely convinced I should. She hadn’t been around for a long time, and was a very by-the-books woman. As long as she followed my orders, it’d be enough.

Our land was actually about 50 acres, surrounded by a thicket of forest. I was allowed outside on occasion, but that usually meant the flower garden in the back, or running in a nearby field. The path leading up to our house wasn’t even concrete, but a gravely substance. Then again, was there a need for concrete in a world with hover cars?

The answer to that question appeared to be yes. As we passed a fence that defined the boundary of my prison, we ended up on a standard road heading about sixty miles an hour. This was the first time in my fourteen years of life I remember ever being this far away from home. My heart started to palpitate for a moment, but I quickly brought it under control. Thankfully, I had 35 years of memories to fall back on, or I would have been a complete mess right now. It was just a temporary jolt of anxiety, nothing more.

We headed down a highway for about twenty minutes. There were occasional properties, but nothing that looked much different than my own experiences. Most of the locations looked ritzy and Victorian. However, it was after those twenty minutes that I started to see a city in the distance. I looked down at the address on the little paper.

“Amaryllis…” I muttered.

“It will be the Amaryllis Academy that you attend next year.” A driver spoke up, looking back with a grin. “I’m a senior their now. I can show you around when- hey!”

As soon as she started talking, Charlene hit the window, closing off the front driver section from the passenger section. The girl herself was somewhat pretty, especially in the uniform. However, she was giving me a look sort of like the ambulance women. It was a feral predatory look that made me uncomfortable, so I didn’t mind Charlene’s rude act. I still gave Charlene a questioning expression.

“She’s a temp. I apologize for letting her speak to you.” Charlene said matter-of-factually.

I turned away to hide my complicated expression. “It’s fine.”

It’s not like I was a celebrity or something, so it was a little weird to be protected from girls talking to me. However, this was the world I lived in now. The first three working women I’ve met and every one immediately started hitting on me. My head would have been bigger if mom hadn’t coached me for the last year on how much women intended to use me. I was caught off guard by the first girl, but I’m quickly coming to appreciate my mom’s advice and protection. I can’t imagine how I would have ended up had I been allowed to interact with more women earlier on before I could get a grip on my hormones. It’d be Nada times one hundred.

The city became clearer through the fog.  Now that I thought about it, there was often a lot of fog around the mansion too. I wondered if this city was just a naturally foggy place, like London. In fact, old London is what immediately came to mind as we drove through. It had a rustic appearance. There were no sky scrapers. Instead, the city was sprawling as far as the eye could see. That’s when I saw something that caused me to blink several times.

“What are those?” I nearly leaped out of my seat, any attempt to look mature was destroyed in an instant as I pushed my face against the windowed glass in awe.

“The islands?” Charlene answered. “Ah, yes, there are ten islands in Amaryllis. They’re mostly owned by conglomerates and businesses. Amaryllis Academy is on an island as well… for student safety.”

Islands? They’re floating! Above the sprawling city of Amaryllis, are numerous floating islands with more buildings on them. As Charlene suggested, many of them had smoke stacks flying out of them. How did they did this? Well, if they could make cars float, I supposed they could make islands float too. No wonder they didn’t build sky scrapers. There was no limitation of land space when you could float anything at any height.

However, the sight of the islands was only the first shocking thing to come into view. As my eyes looked on, there were numerous flying vehicles as well. The cars seemed to mostly stay on the ground, but every island had a trolley system that ran up to the island. The sky also seemed to contain ships. No, not airplanes, but actual airships. Some of them looked sort of like nautical ships, but most of them resembled blimps with the dirigible balloon too small to possibly work.

I forgot all attempts to look like a leader as I stared out at all the crazy things. Some of them I read about, but it wasn’t like our library had a fiction and nonfiction section. I never had an idea of what was true and what was made up. Furthermore, hearing something described in books and seeing it were two very different things. For the first time in a year, I realized that I really was living in another world. This is nothing like my old world.

The people wore outfits shabbier than mine. At least, I could tell the cuts weren’t as nice. However, they also weren’t that much different. The dress looked somewhat antiquated, but also somewhat novel. It had a Victorian vibe to it, just like everything else, but also a decorative cleanliness to it. Everything looked antiqued, but also fancy. It was like driving through a Ren faire clothing exhibit, except the designs on the outfits were more uniformed, manufactured, and refined.

“We’re here.” Charlene suddenly spoke up, causing me to fall out of my revelry.

I gave a nod and got out of the car once the driver opened the door for me. She looked like she wanted to talk with me more, almost bouncing on her feet as she continued to take several sneaky glances in my direction, but a sharp look from Charlene seemed to keep her from approaching.

I glanced around the street to find we were in a darker area of town. The brick buildings looked run down and the street lights were far fewer. Most of the buildings were 2-3 stories tall, and they had a rough look to them. Overall, this world seemed to have a greater emphasis on artistic architecture, so even aged, the area looked beautiful, but in a beautiful wasteland kind of way. I could tell that this wasn’t a nice area of town, but when it was first build, it would have been quite decadent. It’s the kind of place that would have been restored and called the historic district in my own world.

“Stay here.” I gave the command as I walked up the gravel path to the front door.

I was shocked when Charlene actually listened. What made mom like Charlene was also part of what made Charlene a poor guard. She was very by the book. So, since I was in charge, she’d follow my commands. As I walked up to the building, I couldn’t help remembering my former head of security, Brooke. She wasn’t like Charlene at all. She’d do what needed to be done to protect who she needed to protect, and only took orders more as a suggestion. I couldn’t help but think she would have followed me regardless, or perhaps even forced me to wait.

I couldn’t think of these kinds of things now. I had finally reached the door. I reached out and rang the doorbell. However, after two times with out a peep, I figured that it didn’t work, I gave the door a solid knock. I barely managed to land the second knock when the door opened. A young girl poked her head out the door, and her entire appearance caused my eyes to widen. She had her black hair up in two pig tails. She was wearing a sweater shirt which exposed her belly button, and she also had a skirt on that was plaid. This, combined with two slanted eyes and a dark complexion, gave me a sight I’d never have expected in another world.

“A… Japanese schoolgirl?” my mouth couldn’t help but fall open at the sight of this strange phenomenon.

Everyone I had ever encountered, which admittedly weren’t many, had a distinctly western appearance. To see a Japanese beauty, not just a Japanese beauty, but a young, teenage Japanese beauty wearing what could only be considered erotic cosplay, the sight had surely shocked me.

The girl giggled at the sight of me, covering her mouth before she turned behind her and shouted. “Babe! We got man here!”

Even her voice, which was youthful and pleasing, dripped of a Japanese accent. It was clear that English was not her native tongue. Was this the person my sister had sent me to see? No, that couldn’t be it, then it had to be whoever she shouted to? There was a loud burp and sound of someone getting up. There was what sounded like beer bottles being knocked over, as well as the shuffling of someone coming over. I couldn’t see into the home, but the house had a messy vibe. Was this a man? How did my Madison known of the location of a man?

A strong arm wrapped around the Japanese schoolgirl, looking like it might have lewdly groped her if it wasn’t holding a bottle of whiskey. The girl blushed and giggled, leaning back into the form behind her. The face moved out of the shadows of the doorway, and finally came into my line of vision. When they saw me, their face turned into a frown.

“Oh, it’s you…” My shoulders sagged instantly as I saw a familiar face that I had just been thinking about.

“You… kid, what the hell are you doing on my doorstep?”

“Hello, Brooke.” I looked up at the best chance my sister had given me to find Hannah. “I need your help.”

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 248

Two new portrait images have been added to the harem list. I also put up a few World of Women images, but they are “mostly” patreon members only. Next month, I’m going to have my portrait illustrator drawing images for PoC Volume 2 and WoW Volume 1 covers, so don’t expect another portrait for a while. The ero images will resume as normal.

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“So, it’s you all after all.” You sigh as you’re stopped once again on your path.

“Of course, my love, what use is there throwing more fodder at you. You have to face the combined power of four demon lords!”

You come to a hallway that is partially barricaded like a war zone. At the end of the hallway are four beautiful and deadly woman. Grimhilde, Demon Lord of Greed, Maleficant, Demon Lord of Envy, Ursula, Demon Lord of gluttony, and Medusa, Demon Lord of Lust block your way forward. That only leaves the wrathful Cruella who you met recently in the Capital city, and her two sisters you haven’t met, Tremaine and Gothel. Cruella is a mimic with no true form, while you don’t what Tremaine and Gothel look like yet.

“None of you ladies are particularly fighters. Do you expect to truly be able to block my path? Even Kida and Snow White were instantly KO’d.” You tease the four women.

“They simply weren’t fighting with the right weapons.” Medusa smiles seductively, adjusting her boobs so that her cleavage is almost popping out the top of her thin dress.

“That’s right!” Maleficant declares. “We’ll stop you with…”

“Trading.” Grimhilde said. “I’m sure we can make a deal that will leave both sides satisfied.”

“No, sex of course.” Medusa put in. “We must defeat him in bed!”

“A Magical Curse!” Maleficant spoke, glaring at the other women. “One that drains his power and makes it ours!”

“I thought we’ll make him a poisoned sandwich!” Ursula cried out. “We knock him out while he’s eating!”

All four women suddenly glare at each other.

“What do you mean, have sex with him!” Ursula cried out. “This is the bastard who has molested me and then left for a month!”

“Oh, and which part are you angry about? That he molested you or that he didn’t take you all the way?” Medusa laughs.

“You bitch! How dare you suggest I have any kind of feelings for th-th-that man!” Ursula turns away, her face blushing red and her expression clearly showing that perhaps she might have missed you a bit.

“You complain about his teasing? He’s raped me! He raped an underage sweet tiny girl like me! My pussy is still sore!” Maleficant cries.

“Tsk! This is why I don’t work with you sisters. You’re all unbearable!” Grimhilde grimaces, folding her arms and front of her and raising her nose up.

“Shut up, you stupid cum addict!” Maleficant snaps.

“Tiny whore!” Grimhilde shoots back.

“Ladies, ladies, ladies…” You interrupt, stepping towards them, “I’m sure we can all work something out that will leave me satisfied.”

The four girls turn to watch you warily, like a snake has just slithered its way into their path, and they need to watch careful less they get bit.

“Don’t you mean, leave all of us satisfied?” Ursula responds cautiously.

“If that’s why you want to think I said, I’m okay with that.” You give her a thumbs up.

“Hey!”

“Anyway… I saw we simply do what needs to be done. That is to say, combining all of your plans at once!”

“Eh?” The girls all look at each other confused.

“My love, you’re saying we should negotiate sex while cursing you with a magical poisoned sandwich that makes your powers ours?”

“No, no, no, no… no… not at all, no…” You give a little chuckle, waving your hand as if tossing away that ridiculous suggestion. “I have a much better way to resolve all of this.”

“What is that, you tiny pervert?” Maleficant asks curiously.

“I’m just going to rape all of you repeatedly!”

Grimhilde, Ursula, and Maleficant spit out, “How is that accomplish any of our plans?”

“Well… it accomplishes my plan…” Medusa replies coyly.

“Of course, isn’t all of your plans to have sex with me? If you wish to drain my power and make it yours, what better way than to exhaust me physically through sex?”

“That’d exhaust us too!”

“And of course, I’d be vulnerable to be knocked out while I’m eating you all up!”

“So, will we!”

“And of course, I’ll give you lots of dick, and you will be left very satisfied.”

“This… I don’t think he’s taking us seriously, sisters!” Grimhilde cried.

“You dare look down on us demon lords?” Maleficant snapped.

“You’re courting death!” Medusa adds and then turns coyish. “Or at least a thorough spanking!”

“You… you… you bastard!” Ursula cried. “You’re just a horny asshole who molests women to overcome your own inadequacies as a man! Your penis is probably really small without the use of magic and you’re probably really shitty at sex!”

“””Gasp””” All the other three women turned to Ursula with their mouths open as she stand proudly in front.

“Th-that’s right!” Ursula puts up her finger, not reading the mood as your face lowers darkly. “You have a small dick and the only reason you fantasize about raping pretty women is because you’d never have a woman otherwise!”

The other three women started backing away slowly, distancing themselves from Ursula, whose face was elated by your silence, convinced of her own victory.

“Is that so?” You ask, you voice low as you look at the ground.

“Hmph!” Ursula crossed her arms, but it was only now she realized her sisters had abandoned her, and we now about the same distance from her that you are. “Wh-what are you guys doing?”

“W-we’re sorry, beloved… she doesn’t know any better…”

“Hah?” Ursula looks around in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“To say the thing that must not be said, even I’ve never been so bold, Goodbye my sister, I’ll miss you.” Maleficant looks away, her face looking like it’s in mourning.

“Eh?”

“Ursula was so young…” Grimhilde pats the others on the shoulder, the three women acting like Ursula is already dead.

Ursula turns back to them, throwing out her hands. “Guys? Why are you acting like that? I’m perfectly fi-“

Suddenly, a coldness hits Ursula’s back, and she feels a large dark form hovering behind her, it’s malevolent aura enough to cause her to freeze solid. The form leans close to her ear, and just as it approaches, she can feel a large, hard object poke her in the butt, but it is much larger than even her cheeks could handle.

“It’s rape time!”

Ursula starts to scream.

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The World of Women – Chapter 21

If you haven’t noticed by the lack of PoC, I’ve been incredibly busy lately. I’m releasing this early because I won’t be around Saturday. I “hope” to catch up to a little tonight and on Sunday, but I make no promises.

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“I’m actually a very flexible person. The other girls are always giving me dirty looks because I have so much stamina.” She gave me a very seductive look while she twirled her hair with her finger. “I just wish I had something to… work me hard, you know?”

Her uniform had been unbuttoned to the point her tits nearly popped out the top, and they were fairly nice tits too, pale, soft, and full of cleavage. However, her cleavage being shoved in my face was probably not up to code. She was a cute twenty-something woman with dyed blond hair and blue eyes. In another world, she’d be the kind of woman I’d only dream of dating. If she was hitting on me normally, I’d be completely flustered. Right now, she was giving me some really heavy signals. Even worse, the reality was if I pushed her down right here, she’d probably spread her legs without a thought.

It was attention I would have been happy to receive was my mother not being loaded into a stretcher behind her. This woman was wearing an ambulance uniform. She was the professional who was supposed to be making sure mom was alright, yet here she was in front of me while two other women, both a bit older, did all the work. It left me with a sour taste in my throat.

“That’s nice… but my mother?” I pointed out towards my mom looking past the woman in my way.

The woman moved, as trying to block my view with her boobs, my finger ended up poking into her warm cleavage. “Oh, your mom will probably be fine. Let’s talk about us! Ooh… you’re touching my boob, you naughty boy.”

I pulled my finger back while she reached out and put her hand on my chest in an overly familiar way. By moving her chest into my finger so I ‘touched’ her, she took it as permission that she could start touching me as well.

The only reason I didn’t shove her away at that moment was that my mom’s pain had diminished. In the end, the blood that leaked out was very little. One of the other women said that for the moment, the baby was fine and that they’d take mom in to have a doctor look at her. In a world with magic, there was very little risk for the baby. Pregnant women were revered and every pregnancy was treated as precious. Although medical understanding lagged in this world, stillbirths were virtually nonexistent.

With a lot of my anxiety diminished, and my body in a relieved state, I had ended up allowing this girl into my personal space, which I regretted immediately.

“Actually, I must go speak to my mother, so if you’ll excuse me.” I tried to sidestep, but the EMT followed me.

“Ah, I’ll take good care of her, I promise.” The woman said smoothly, while simultaneously not even looking at my mother, “Since we’re taking such good care of your mom, maybe you and I can-“

“Daphne quit your chitchatting and help us.” The oldest of the two other women barked.

The EMT talking to me turned and shot the other lady a hateful glare before turning back to me. “Ah, sorry, duty calls.”

She pulled out a card and handed it to me, then as she ran back to my mom’s side, she put her fingers up to her head like a phone and mouthed the words ‘call me’. I shivered a bit as I stood there with her card in my hand. It looked like a card a high-end escort might make to hand out, with her name, number, email… and a lipstick kiss on the edge. It also smelled like perfume, a floral lavender smell.

I wanted to thank the other two women for calling their coworker away, but from the looks on their faces, they had called the other woman out of spite and jealousy. All three women looked like they wanted to run over to me and ‘chat’ and were only performing their jobs reluctantly at the moment.

“I don’t like the way they look at me,” I muttered under my breath.

“It’s just the way things are…” A voice came from behind, causing me to look back and see Aunt Rose approaching me. “If you go outside, this is the kind of behavior you can expect anywhere. This is what your mother has been protecting you from. Forming a networked relationship with a man is every woman’s dream. Even if the woman herself has no desire to get pregnant, every woman knows someone who could use a man. It’s a great bargaining chip for getting ahead in the workplace.”

“I want to go with mom to the hospital,” I said, ignoring Rose’s words.

I took a step forward before Aunt Rose grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks. I looked over at her and she gave me a sympathetic look that caused me to relax for a moment. I was growing anxious with mom. However, Aunt Rose was here, I wasn’t alone.

“I wouldn’t recommend it. If you want the doctors to focus on your mom and not you, then you shouldn’t be present. I mean what I say. Even nurses and doctors will be throwing themselves at you.”

“Tsk! It’s my child, how can I not be there for her. For both of them.” My hand made a fist and my lips peeled back.

Aunt Rose looked over at me, her expression somewhat strange. “You really meant it, didn’t you?”

“Hah? What?”

“You want to be in the lives of your babies. My baby…” Aunt Rose touched her stomach again.

“They’re my babies too,” I said with a straight back.

Aunt Rose looked up at me with a smile. She wasn’t as tall as my mom, about the same height as Hannah, which put her almost a head shorter than me. She was still a beautiful woman in her own right.

“I’ll go with your mom to the hospital, okay? Just stay home. I’ll call and let you know when I hear anything.” Aunt Rose said.

I gave her a nod. “Can you distract the EMT’s for a moment so that I can speak to mom?”

Aunt Rose let out a wry laugh. “Those girls are certainly shooting you some naughty looks, aren’t they? That blonde one, in particular, she’s pretty cute. Are you sure you don’t want to claim her as well?”

“No… she’s not really my type. Her personality is bad. I like women who are hard workers, kind, and generous,” I gave another shiver and then noticed Rose was silently shaking. “What? Why are you laughing?”

“Hahaha. It’s nothing, sweetie. It’s just strange hearing comments about personality coming from a man.” Aunt Rose held up her hands quickly. “Not that I’m saying it’s bad, you’re just the first man I’ve met who’s cared about such things. Most men I’ve known are extremely shallow and selfish. To hear a man speaking of wanting a girl with personality is like seeing a dog recite poetry.”

“Did you just compare me to a dog?”

“Ahem…” Aunt Rose coughed, ignoring me quest as she immediately raised her hands and walked over to the three women who had gotten mom up into the back of the hover ambulance. “That is to say… ladies, ladies… my nephew here has taken a bit of favor in you for how well you’re taking care of his mom. Although he’s only 14 now, in two years time he’ll need to start producing babies. If you’d follow me, he asks that I take your image and fill out an application so that he may repay you when the time comes!”

You frowned for a moment as Aunt Rose spoke, but her words were shockingly effective. No sooner had she said those words than all three women started bowing to me and shouting out their thank yous as my Aunt lead them into the mansion. I scratched my neck and looked away. Some things the women shouted out were not very appropriate. The oldest one I thought was the most level shouted that she’d name her baby after my mother upon me getting her pregnant. The blonde said that if I gave her an email she’d send me lewd images of her for the next two years so I don’t forget her.

Under the onslaught, I could only look away and blush shyly. Even with the memories of a 35-year-old man, I wasn’t used to being the kind of person who women pursued. I had no resistance to women coming on to me. It could be that reason that I had spent so much money on prostitutes in my old life. A little flattery caused me to quickly break down.

When the women finally disappeared into the mansion, I ran up the ambulance and got in. My mother was still lying there. She was snuggly strapped to the bed to keep from moving on the drive. Of course, she had heard all the words spoken, but had she wanted to say anything, she’d have to fight the EMT’s strapping her down or yell out for me. Mom’s propriety as a lady didn’t allow her to be so shameless. I had never really thought of my mother as a noble lady, but after seeing how bad normal women were, she seemed so much more reserved.

“Mother… I…” I didn’t know what to say, my voice becoming choked as I looked down at her.

Mom smiled back. “It’s okay, my love. I’m sorry you had to see such ugliness. I truly wanted your childhood to be nothing but pleasantries. However, it seems impossible now for men to live any semblance of a normal life.”

“That’s fine, mom, don’t worry about me. I’m worried about you! Our baby!”

Mom let out a chuckle. “Is it wrong of me to feel a little happy when you worry about me?”

“I don’t want you to feel anything but happiness,” I said, leaning down and kissing mom on the lips.

“I’ll… be okay.” Mom spoke slowly, “What I saw shocked me, but it was a long time ago, and it helped bring me three children I love. I grieved over your father over a decade ago. At the moment, I’m happy, and Noah was part of what allows me to be happy now. I’m a bit sad to find out I wasn’t as special as I original thought, but I promise I won’t become resentful. I hold no grudge. You’re the man I love.”

I let out a breath, “What about Aunt Rose? My sisters…”

Mom’s smile grew slightly. “If you want me to say I’m not jealous, I won’t say it.”

“Ah!”

Mom let out a soft chuckle. “I said it before. You were never intended to be just mine. The fact you worry and want your old mother to be happy is enough to make me happy. I think Rose is a good woman, and if you take care of my sister and my daughters, I couldn’t possibly be angry about it.”

I nodded at her words. Mom was a bit unique in that she had what she thought was a monogamous relationship with Noah. However, she still grew up in a world where men slept around excessively. Her son doing so was only expected. It seemed like it was my own hang-ups from my memories which left me worrying the most. As far as mom, I had her approval to sleep around.

“You seemed so angry before, though, when Aunt Rose-“ I didn’t finish what I was going to say, but mom seemed to understand.

“I wasn’t upset because Rose wanted to have your baby. I was upset because I don’t like being used. I hadn’t known… about Noah and Rose-“ Mother’s voice broke for a second with emotion, but she shook her head and gave a firmer look. “When Rose left when I needed her, I had held resentment, and when she came back wanting a baby, I felt used. Knowing her reasoning, I understand now why she made the choices she made, and it leaves my heart at ease knowing that she genuinely wants to respect you. Do you understand?”

“I-I think…” I scrunched up my brow under mom’s intense gaze.

“Clyburn, you can sleep with whatever woman you want. It’s your right as a man. However, promise your mother something, will you?”

“Yes, mom, anything.”

“Promise me you won’t let women use you. Promise me you won’t be with a woman who will disrespect you, or screw you for just your seed.”

I sighed. “It might be too late for that… Nada…”

Mom shook her head. “Being tricked or forced are unfortunate, but that’s not what I mean. I don’t want you to just be another man who sticks it in anyone…”

“I won’t mom, I promise.” I immediately made this promise, pushing down on mom’s shoulders to keep her from sitting up.

“Can you make me one more promise?” Mother asked shyly, finally relaxing back down.

I let out a laugh. “Mom, I would make you a thousand promises and keep every one of them.”

“Puff… smooth talker.” Mom puffed out her cheeks in a cute way, looking up at me through her long eyelashes.

“Mom?”

“Alright… I’ll just say it. I’ll be fine. I likely just stressed myself out too much emotionally and physically. The same thing happened when I was pregnant with you… the day I found out my husband died. They’ll cast a spell on me, I’ll stay two or three days at the hospital for observation, and then I’ll be on my way home. So, don’t worry about me and the baby. Rather, I vaguely recall Madison and Hannah being very upset. I know I’ve never been a good mother to them, but I want you to talk to them and bring them around. I want our family to stay together. Rose can help a little, but she’s usually very timid, so you’re going to have to step up and be the man of the house. Can you do that for me?”

I gave an assertive nod, “Yes, mother. I’m already the man of the house though, so when you get home you’re just going to have to accept it.”

“Oh, hoh, is that so?”

I give a affirmative. “Of course, by the time you come home, you better treat me like a man if you don’t want a good spanking.”

Mom smiled. “I look forward to it.”

“Eh? Me being a man? Or the spanking?”

Mom’s smile grew wider, but she didn’t answer. “I love you, so much. Go, before those three EMTs return and try to have their way with you in the back of the van while I’m tied here. You don’t want your mother being made to watch, I couldn’t handle that level of teasing!”

Mom assured me one more time she’d be fine, but I didn’t leave until I gave mom one more lingering kiss. I waved goodbye and leaped out of the van. It was at that point I noticed Madison. She was standing in the doorway. It was dark out at this point, and the light from the house illuminated her like a fairy. Her arms were crossed and she was deliberately not looking in my direction at all.

I walked up to Madison, who wore an expression mixed between concern and anger. She was clearly very worried about mom, but also still upset over what happened before.

“Madison…”

“Is she okay?” Madison demanded curtly, still not turning to face me.

“Yeah… it seems to just be stress pains. She’ll get a checkup, but mom and the baby are fine.”

Madison gave a single curt nod, turning away. I instinctively reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping Madison from fleeing inside.

“Do you love her?” Madison suddenly asked, only turning her head slightly in my direction, still not looking at me.

“Mother? She’s my mom, of course, I love her.” When Madison slowly nodded I added. “I love you, too.”

“I’m nothing to you,” Madison responded curtly.

“You’re my sister.”

“Half-sister. You have hundreds of those, thousands. Who knows how many people the government gave our dad… ahem… your dad’s semen too. Not including the… affairs he’s had. I know of at least three girls at school who have Noah’s genes.”

“And none of those girls are you…” I added, only to be met with cold silence.

Just when I was about to say something, she started speaking again, “The university has dorms available to most students. I commute for thirty minutes every day to get to school. It’d be easier if I just lived on campus. This upcoming year I’ll be staying in the dorms. It’ll be easier this way.”

“Don’t I have a say in this?” I asked.

“No…” Madison shook her head. “I’ve had enough benefits from living with your family. It’s about time I move on.”

“You are my family, Madison.”

Madison acted like she didn’t hear me and continued on. “There is… a boy at school. He’s been hinting all year that he’s interested. I only have two more years to get pregnant before my chances start lowering. I might as well-“

“No, I won’t allow it.” My hand tightened on her arm to the point she looked back.

“As I said, you don’t have a say.”

“Don’t I? Men can choose whoever they want. I want you.”

“You already have two babies to worry about, don’t you? You don’t need me.” Madison responded bitterly, “So, quit treating me nicely. We’re not family. We’re not anything. I don’t need to depend on you or your generosity. Just fuck mom and leave me be! Stop making this so hard. Next year you’re going to school and you’ll see. Every girl there is prettier than I am and they’ll be wanting you. You won’t give a crap about me after that!”

“This isn’t hard!” I shot back. “I love you, Madison. My mind isn’t going to stop loving you. Be with me.”

“I can’t…”

“What? You can’t be with me?”

“No, I can’t…” Madison’s expression turned tearful and her hands clenched.

“Can’t love me?”

“No! I can’t stop loving you!” Madison shouted looking up at me tearful. “Every time I think about you, my heart hurts. It’s difficult to breathe. My mouth goes dry. I think about you all the time. I can’t… I can’t do it.”

I gave her a confused look. “If you love me, what’s the problem? I don’t understand.”

“Why are you…” Madison throws out her hands in exasperation. “Why are you this way? I don’t understand you! A man and a woman can’t love each other in this world.”

“Mom and dad…” I started, then stopped.

“Yeah… how did that work out?” Madison nodded, finally pulling her arm away and taking a few steps back. “When we were brother and sister, I had thought… maybe… our love could last. You’ll always love mom. You’ll always love your sisters. However, I’m not… I know you don’t see it that way, but I’m not. The Academy teaches us… don’t fall for a man. If you do, run the other way. I can’t afford to love you, and you can’t afford to love me, don’t you get it?”

“I’ll never get this world,” I said, almost to myself.

This was a world where women shamelessly fought for seed to become pregnant. This was the propaganda I had been warned about. Don’t fall in love. Don’t care for the man too much. Expect a man to use you until you can get his seed. Your best option is to use him while he uses you. These were the kind of life lessons taught to women. Mom had mentioned them to me before, but I had never let them sink in until this moment. I had never thought Madison would abide by these words, but she had been going to Academy for a year now, and thus she had taken the lessons to heart. This truly was a world that was truly fucked.

When I didn’t respond anymore, Madison turned around and left. The women were returning to the ambulance from a side door, so I jumped inside and closed the door to hide from further harassment. In the end, I could only go to my room. The ambulance left, and I sat on my bed staring at the ceiling for several hours. A maid finally came to my room and reported that Aunt Rose called and confirmed what mom had already suggested. Just a bit of stress pain. Mom should take it easy on bed rest for a few days. A knot in my stomach had cleared up with the news, but it was only one knot of many.

Finally, I stood up and headed over to Hannah’s room. Hannah hadn’t gone to school yet, so naturally, she hadn’t been influenced by the propaganda machine as much. Perhaps, I could instill into her my feelings better than with her sister. I hadn’t given up on my eldest sister, but I also didn’t know what to do. It might have to wait until mom gets home before I can make a better decision.

I knocked on Hannah’s door, but she didn’t answer. I eventually pushed my way in through her unlocked door. Her room was dark and smelled a bit sweet like she had been hiding some candies under her bed. I glanced around the room to find it completely empty. It was at this point that I asked Charlene to call the security and search for my sister. I was certain she was just hiding somewhere, thinking about everything that happened earlier. Perhaps she was afraid mom would be angry at her for keeping the video secret. However, mom had told me earlier she wasn’t upset, she understood both why Hannah had kept it from her, and why she chose to show it to her. In some ways, I wished mom was a little more selfish. She was willing to take too much abuse from us children.

“Hannah left about an hour ago. Security lead her through as she has no restrictions.” Charlene said after speaking on the radio for a few minutes.

“Find her,” I ordered.

I returned to my room and lied down. My body and mind both felt numb. The emotional outburst of the day had worn me down, but with my thoughts on both of my sisters, I couldn’t sleep a wink. However, when morning finally rolled around, Hannah was still nowhere to be seen.

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The World of Women – Chapter 20

So, I went to post this a moment ago only to find my Chapter 20 had been saved over and completely lost. You almost didn’t get a chapter today. I did auto-backups, but even my autobackup was saved over. In the end, I downloaded Recuva and scanned my drive and was able to find it. Lucky!

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I walked up to the VS and grabbed the holotape that had been slid in on the side. However, I had never handled one of them before and I was very frustrated. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I could barely think.

“Damn it! How do you pull this thing out!” I gave out a cry.

No matter how much I tugged, I couldn’t get the damn thing off. The rest of the tape had finished and the screen went to static. The video ended with with Noah letting out a shout of anger and tossing the video recorder, and I was unable to do anything about it. In that time, mom remained on the floor, starting to bawl her eyes out. Meanwhile, Madison just stood like the life had been kicked out of her, shaking her head in disbelief.

Then my eyes settled on Hannah. She had a cruel grin on her lips like she had won some kind of victory. It was a look that really pissed me off.

“What the hell, Hannah?” I shouted, taking several heavy steps towards her.

Rather than fear, Hannah squared her shoulders defiantly, staring at me through her hazel eyes that resembled her mother’s so much. The woman on the film had looked so much like Hannah that it was creepy.

“What? They have a right to know!” Hannah declared.

“We promised… you…” I shook angrily. “This was something that shouldn’t have been ever shown to anyone!”

“You knew?” Madison picked up our conversation and rounded on both of us. “You knew and you didn’t tell me-mom?”

“Mom had a right to know the truth, and so did Madison.” Hannah’s grin was maddening like she saw nothing wrong in what she had just done.

“It wasn’t your right to be the one to show them that!” I shouted, desperately clinging to any argument that would allow me to vent my anger and frustration.

“And whose right is it?” Hannah sneered. “Yours? Cause you’re sticking your dick in mom too?”

Slap

My hand moved before I could stop it, striking Hannah across the face with enough force that she stumbled back. She glared up at me indignantly while coddling her cheek. She didn’t even seem surprised by the hit, as if she had been waitng for it.

“I… hate you!” Hannah hoarsely shrieked.

“Why, Hannah? Tell me why!” I growled back.

“Why not…” Hannah muttered.

“Why not? You ruined your own families lives because ‘Why not?’”

“Why not me!” Hannah voice broke into a shout, pushing me away as I got to close. “Why don’t you love me?”

I stared, shaking my head in confusion. “I-I love you… you’re my sister-“

“You’ve taken mom, who is too old. You screw maids. You even screw Madison…”

“Hannah…” My voice spoke lowly.

“Madison isn’t even your real sister!” Hannah screamed, gesturing at Madison without a hint of remorse.

Madison gasped, covering her mouth and taking a step back. Whether she had previously not put two and two together, or only felt a well of emotion when Hannah had voiced her deepest fears, I didn’t know. However, now that the words were spoken, tears began to fall down Madison’s cheeks just a deeply as moms.

“Madison is our sisters. We’re family!”

“I’m family!” Hannah snapped. “I’m the one who should matter to you the most, yet I’m the one who gets you the least.”

“Hannah, maybe we should-“ Madison tried to help ease Hannah, who was becoming more and more irate as she spoke.

“And you…” Hannah pointed at Madison, “You kept me from my brother all these years because you have hang-ups with men! You’re not my sister, no you can stop trying to act like it!”

The pain in Madison’s eyes was clear, “We are, even if it’s by half, we grew up together. You are my sis-“

“Would my sister go behind my back and sleep with my brother!” Hannah shot back, causing Madison’s words to fall flat. “Would my sister chase me away from my brother only to screw him herself!”

Madison looked down, grabbing her arm and pulling back, unable to take the words Hannah was throwing around in anger. Just like that, Madison’s will seemed to become completely broken.

“Hannah, I love you. I know I haven’t always shown it, but you mean the world to me, let’s just –“ I reached my hand out to touch Hannah’s cheek, which was red from where I slapped it.

Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and sniffed it. “Even your hand smells like pussy! Who is it? Mom? Madison? Or… you…”

Her eyes shot to Aunt Rose, who had stepped into the room after hearing all the yelling, only to see the room in the condition it was and at a loss of what to say or do.

“Even our Aunt?” Hannah sneered. “So… that’s all I am to you.”

“Hannah…” I couldn’t even respond as I drew my hand away.

I’ve seen how you look at Madison. I see how much you love her.” Hannah gave Madison a look, who still had her eyes lowered. “I just once wanted you to look at me that way. To see me as a woman.”

“Hannah, I…” I couldn’t come up with any words to say, but Hannah didn’t leave me much time to think.

She shook her head and immediately stormed out, pushing past Aunt Rose. She stopped for a second, sniffed Aunt Rose, nodded, and then left. Aunt Rose had a guilty expression on her face. Had anyone else been paying attention, our fresh relationship would have been clear. The only saving grace is that both Morgan and Madison were indisposed. I let out a sigh. Since I couldn’t chase after Hannah at the moment. Instead, I turned to Madison.

“Madison. You- you’re my sister, okay? Hannah is just upset. I didn’t realize… I mean…” My brain was still full of stuffing, and I couldn’t articulate a single coherent thought.

Madison just silently turned away and walked out. Tears were still falling down her face, but she kept her back up as she walked out. As to what she was thinking, it was clear she had no intention of letting me know. I wanted to run out and grab her, but at that moment, I felt like I couldn’t do a thing. As I watched Madison leave, the tape on the VS player restarted. Once again, that man’s face appeared on the screen adjusting the camera while mom laid on the bed behind.

My mother was still on her knees. She hadn’t reacted at all as Hannah and Madison stormed out of the room. She merely remained on her knees, staring listlessly up at the screen. It was as if she was beating herself over and over again with this replaying video to punish herself. I ignored Aunt Rose who was still in the room for the moment and immediately went for my mother. I felt like everything was slipping through my fingers. I had everything, and in a moment it was all gone.

I wouldn’t lose my mother. I refused to allow it to happen. She was the one thing in my life that had always been there. Only at this moment did I realize how important she was. Just a moment ago, I was planning to stand up to mom and assert myself as the man of the household. However, the moment mom collapsed, I suddenly felt like I was falling. I took mom for granted once again. I didn’t see her as someone who’d fall or stumble, and here she was, again, hurt, and not only could I not keeping the family together, I was the one who allowed it to fall apart.

My fists tightened, and I immediately moved in front of the VS, blocking my mom’s eyes from the image of her former self with my own body. Mom barely reacted, as if she didn’t have any soul left in her body. Then, I kneeled down on one knee in front of mom. I grabbed her chin and brought her face until she was staring at me. Her eyes were on me, but they also looked completely lost, as if she was staring at nothing.

“Mom.” There was no response. “Morgan.”

Mom’s eye snapped to mine.

“I love you, Morgan. Nothing will change that. If father… if Noah hadn’t been with you, then I never would have been born. Do you regret having me?”

“N-never!” Mom straightened just a bit, her eyes widening. “You’re my baby…”

“No…” I put a finger on Mom’s lips to stop her. “I’m your man. And I won’t have you fretting over some other man you dated in the past. I’m with you now, and I won’t abandon you, or the rest of my family, ever.”

“Clyburn…” Mom looked down sadly but I wouldn’t let her, lifting her head with my finger and kissing her lips with a single quick peck.

“You and your baby are mine. Aunt Rose is mine too. So are your daughters. Maybe it’s selfish of me, but you’re all mine, and I won’t let any of your go. I swear it!”

“Aunt Rose…” Mom seemed to snap out of her stupor, shaking her head.

“You bastard!” There was a shout and thud as something slammed behind me.

I immediately turned to see that the VS Screen had shattered. The image looked to be the two men talking on the screen, but it lasted only a few seconds before there was a crack and a sizzle. On the floor was a small paperweight, which had been chucked at the screen. The source was Aunt Rose, who stood with her feet out and her arm down, heaving several pants while staring angrily at the VS.

“Rose…” I said, but mom put her arm on my shoulder stopping me from talking as she stood up.

Mom walked up to Aunt Rose, and Aunt Rose lowered her eyes, not wanting to meet Mom’s gaze.

“I’m… sorry…” Mom said weakly.

Aunt Rose looked up in surprise, her mouth falling open. “Hah?”

“It seems like… I was living in a dreamland. I had been convinced Noah was unlike every other man. I had convinced myself that I was better than other women. In the end, I failed you… and I failed myself.”

Aunt Rose sniffled, tears starting to fall down her face. “Morgan… no… I failed you… I should have been there. I was just so selfish and angry. You ended up having three babies and I didn’t even get one. However, it was more than that. You had Noah’s love.”

“Rose…”

“It’s true.” Rose nodded. “He loved you, I’m certain of it. I don’t know why he did what he did. Maybe it was the pressure from school or government. However, I know he truly wanted you all to himself. This video only shows how much he loved you. He was even willing to take care of another man’s child with you.”

“Tsk… who cares?” I rudely interrupted, trying to divert the conversation. “You’re both my women now, so you better get along since you’ll be taking care of my babies together.”

Mom and Rose turned to me, but it took mom a second to realize what I said. “Eh? Babies?”

“Ah!” Aunt Rose looked away guiltily, but her hand went to her stomach almost like an instinct, causing Mom’s eyes to look sharply between Aunt Rose and me.

Mom’s eyes finally fell on me, and under her gaze, I couldn’t help but start talking. “Do you know that Rose has no health insurance?”

Mom blinked. “Eh? Well, it’s true that only citizens have access to the best care. However, Rose has a high-income job, so she can afford most procedures, all except the most expensive things…”

“Mom, Aunt Rose is dying from cancer.”

“Ah!” Mom let out a shout, turning and grabbing Aunt Rose’s hand while Rose looked away modestly. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to seem…” Rose’s eyes were still teary as she spoke. “You’re my sister, and I didn’t want to make it about that…. I…”

Mom shook her head, stopping Rose from talking. “I won’t stand for this. My sister will get the best. If we get you pregnant, then…”

“Already taken care of!” I stated, crossing my arms. “And if it isn’t, I’ll just try again until it’s done!”

“Eh? Already?” Mom gave a surprised look as Aunt Rose blushed, only then her eyes narrowing on me. “Clyburn… I didn’t say this before because you’re my son… but you’re a bit of a hornball, aren’t you?”

I let out a cough, gagging as Aunt Rose covered her face and snickered under her breath.

“I did it for Rose’s sake! How could you accuse your son of being a playboy? Besides, I already said it before. I’m the man of the house and you’re all mine. I want what I want, and I want all of you. So, naturally, I can have what’s mine. Both your daughters love me as well, but they’re young so they’re a bit confused. However, with time I’ll fix things and then we can all be a big happy family.”

“You’re younger than both of them,” Mom snorted. “Are you sure you’re not confused?”

“Hmph! I’m a man after all. We mature far faster than women. Of course, I have confidence in what I want. That’s why, when I say I want you both, you can rest assured I mean it!” I declared.

Aunt Rose leaned over to mom, whispering something loud enough I could hear. “Clyburn has certainly grown a big head today after getting to be in charge a bit.”

Mom nodded. “I truly had a moment of weakness, and now he thinks he’s the rooster than rules the nest.”

“Hey!” I straightened my back as the two older women looked at me with amusement on their faces. “You can’t keep treating me like a kid, okay?”

“Oh, we can’t?” Mom’s voice lowered into a mocking tone, but she was grinning like a cat.

She shared a look with Aunt Rose, and suddenly both women looked like predators, and I was the prey. I looked around, suddenly feeling a little threatened by their gestures. Meanwhile, the two older women approached me on either side, their hands out like they planned to grab me.

“What are you two doing?” I backed up until my back hit a wall. “I mean it. As your man, I order you to… eh…”

“Oh, yeah?” Mom said. “Let’s see how you handle two women at once!”

The girls kept approaching and those words caused me to see stars. Mom and Aunt Rose at once? I could have a pair of sisters? Naturally, I didn’t expect this moment to come so soon. My only regret is that I had just deposited it in Rose a bit ago. That meant I wouldn’t pre-ejaculate, but I had worries I would be able to keep up. Looking at the two women ready to attack me did excite me greatly, however.

“EH?” The two women suddenly lunged, but rather than rip off my clothes, each woman attacked one of my sides. “Ahhhhh! Hahahahaha, stop! Hahaha.”

The two older women tackled me to the ground, their fingers digging into my sides in tickling gestures. I screamed and kicked, but even then I had to be careful. Both of these women were pregnant with my babies! I couldn’t mount up a full resistance or I’d end up potentially hurting them. This was completely unfair. With four hands and me on the ground, they were free to tickle away. However, I was no slouch either. Summoning up all of my willpower, I reached a hand in each woman’s direction and began the attack of my own.

We ended up as a pile on the floor, our hands working to tickle each other as the two women and I laughed. After the tense scene from before, I knew mom had started this as a way to let me know she was alright. The pain still showed in her eyes, but for Aunt Rose and my sake, she remained playful, to laugh through the pain and tears. Clearly, in any normal situation, it would have been a strange scene for two thirty-year-old women and a fourteen-year-old boy in a pile of flesh on the ground maniacally tickling each other.

My hands sort of ended up wherever they could be, so I had one hand up my mom’s skirt in a very inappropriate position that I shamelessly abused to tickle her thighs, while my other hand tickled under Aunt Rose’s armpit.

“Stop! Stop! I can’t take it anymore! I’m going to…” Mom cried out, but with me steadily gaining the upper hand and already being embarrassed by my two women, I naturally attacked both of them even more aggressively. “Ahh! C-c-Clyburn!”

Suddenly, liquid shot all over my hand, running down my arm which was attacking my mom. Only a second later, my stomach grew wet, which is right where Aunt Rose was sitting while I attacked her armpit. A rich smell suddenly filled the room. Both women suddenly stopped tickling me and pulled away. Both looking away from me and in another direction. Our wrestling match ended in an instant as both women stood awkwardly with blushes on their faces.

“Eh?” I pulled my wet hand to my face and sniffed while noticing the wet stain on my stomach.

It was only when I looked up and saw Aunt Rose blushing, trying to cover up a giant wet stain around her butt that I put two and two together.

“Ah!” I let out a cry.

“It looks like Clyburn won.” Rose sniffled. “I didn’t think he’d take things so far.”

“When did I raise such a bad apple of a son.” Mom sympathetically patted Rose on the back.

“You said he was a hornball, but I didn’t think he’d be into this kind of play.” Rose sighed. “I’ve heard about some societies that practice forcing woman to hold it and watch when she goes… I never understood, but I guess it’s truly what men desire.”

“No!” I cried out in a panic, losing all of accrued manly confidence in an instant, “You misunderstand! It’s a mistake. I’m not a pervert who forces girls to hold it! I’m not!”

Of course, I’m not into that kind of thing. It’s just mom is three months pregnant and can’t hold her bladder very well and either way they’re both women, with shorter urethra and thus more prone to peeing by accident. That didn’t matter to these devious women, who continued to guilt me until I begged for forgiveness.

“Hmph… you’re my little boy, after all, even if he makes his mommy pee I guess I should forgive him.” Mom sniffs. “You know, it wasn’t until after I had you that I could no longer hold my bladder.”

Rose also nods. “I suppose, he is young, after all. We can’t be hard on him too much for lacking finesse.”

“Ah?” I gave the two women looking down on me defiant looks, but under their judgmental gazes my shoulders finally slouched. “Yes, mom and auntie.”

My plans to assert myself as the man of the house at age 14 was destroyed by a golden shower. A servant brought both women a wash basin and fresh clothing, so the two women quickly cleaned themselves up while I pouted in a corner.

“Now that this has been resolved,” Mom spoke more refreshed. “What will Clyburn do about his sisters?”

“Your sisters aren’t as understanding or as reasonable as your mother and I…” Rose added.

Reasonable! Ahem… I just nod and accept it. Deep down, I feel like my future is dependent on playing nice with these two women. At least, mom seemed to be recovering from the shock of the video. Her eyes still appeared strained, like it was something in the back of her mind, but at the moment she could swallow her worries and talk with me and Rose. I’d have to give mom extra attention over the next few days. I didn’t want her to fall back into a spiral of depression.

“For Madison, I’d say you need to go with a firm hand.” Mom said. “She’s a stubborn girl who will try to do the opposite of what you want. Perhaps, if you tie her to a bed and have her a few times, she’ll come around.”

“Isn’t this your daughter!” I curse in disbelief at my mom’s absurd idea.

“Maybe, we can get her drunk?” Rose added, and upon mom’s glance looked away. “That’s how Noah and I first… ahem…”

“That’s not even helping!” I snap. “I’m not going to force myself on my sisters!”

Mom frowned. “Didn’t you force me in the bathtub?”

Rose nodded. “You forced me over my bed not an hour ago, right?”

I froze and then said with a pout. “That’s different.”

Both women looked at me until my back was feeling really itchy. Was it hot in there? I felt like the temperature in that room was very hot.

“Ah… either way, they’re younger and more fragile and I don’t want them to come to hate me.” I explained.

Both women seemed to nod, accepting my words. I breathed out a little easier, now that we moved on from the uncomfortable concepts of proper consent.

“Well, Clyburn, I think when it comes to Hannah and Madison, you just need to be open and honest.” Mom explained. “They’re both my daughters, and I’d like to see them have a baby and a future. Even though Madison isn’t related to you as closely, I truly hope you take care of her too. I’ve never been close to my baby girls, but I love them and I know you’re a man who will take care of them. So, whatever you choose… whatever… what…”

“Morgan?” Rose reached out her hand as mom suddenly looked distracted.

“Ahhh!” Mom let out a cry, suddenly keeling over while grabbing her stomach.

“Mom!” I let out a shout and ran up to mom, who had a pained expression on her face.

She reached under the skirt and her hand came up with blood. My face went white.

“The baby…” It was Rose who said those words.

“No!” I started to panic. “No, no, no, no, no!”

Mom had a little bit of blood leaking down her leg as she let out another cry of pain.

“The emergency! Call the emergency!” Rose bellowed, a nearby maid immediately running off to get help.

Mom collapsed to the ground, and I wrapped my arms around her as she made pained noises. Looking at mom’s pained face, I once again had no clue what to do. My hand grabbed mom’s hand and squeezed it tightly. The only thing I knew is that I wasn’t going anywhere.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 247

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“Ah, I’m stuffed!”

“It’s too much!”

“It’s inside me, I’m going crazy!”

You thrust away gratuitously as the maids writhe and moan under your deliberate machinations. You’ve quadrupled yourself into four identical replicas, and now all four have taken a hole and attacked it. Four women, and four men, could there be anything greater? All of the women are moaning and crying as you take your pleasure from each hole. Furthermore, each woman could simultaneously feel their sisters, so not only did they feel the pleasure of one cock, but 4 at once!

However, the girls are a bit displeased. Even as they writhe and moan, they stare over at the four of you with pouts on their faces.

“Why is boss only fucking one of us! If there is four of him, why is Minnie getting all the love!”

“Mmm… Mmm…!” Minnie tries to defend herself, but she has a cock in her mouth… and her butt, and her pussy, and she’s also forced to give a hand job as well.

“Damn it, Minnie, stop gloating you hag!”

“Mmmm!” Minnie looks on tearfully as her sister stare at her desperately.

“You’re going to pay later!”

“Mm!”

Naturally, Minnie is completely overwhelmed and is desperately trying to hold on to her sanity tearfully. Meanwhile, her sisters send her hateful and jealous stares as Minnie receives the attention of four men at once. Naturally, these girls started out their lives as bandits and thieves, and even after spending a few months as maids in a mansion, their petty nature hadn’t left them. Whether Minnie’s fault or not, undoubtedly, she would be ‘punished’ for being so selfish later on.

Sisters could be so hard on each other. True, the other three woman got the satisfaction of having every hole filled, even so far as tasting your cock in their mouths and the warmth of your cock in their hands, but there is something lost when the actual object isn’t there. The girls had no choice but to writhe orgasmically on the ground with only themselves to hold as Minnie got the royal treatment.

She desperately fought to keep her enjoyment from touching her face. Every time she came or smiled under your erotic treatment, her sisters would immediately give her dark looks. Dinah even pinched herself just as Minnie was cumming in order to try to ruin her orgasm. Of course, all four girls were closet masochists and it only caused the four of them to cum harder.

Meanwhile, you got to enjoy the feel of four different stimulations on your cock at once. One cock felt a wet and tight pussy, another felt pressure and warmth of tight butthole, a third cock felt a mouth and tongue running up and down it, and the final cock got to feel Minnie’s best handjob, or last as good as she could while having every hole violated by you.

Sylvia and Daisy give each other a nod and start crawling, fighting through the sensations of being triple penetrated to descend on either side of their sister. You continue to work your penis freely in her holes, enjoying the feeling of four holes in one as you let the woman do whatever they want. What the girls end up doing is reaching out and grabbing Minnie’s boobs. One girl on each side attacks her boobs, twisting them in order to give them purple nurples.

Noone said these maids who were once thieves are bright. Their natural desire is to punish their slutty sister for taking all the fun. However, by doing so, all four woman feel their own nipples being twisted painfully. Rather than looking pained, their faces all turn lewd, and rather than stopping, they twist harder, taking out their own masochistic tendencies on their sister. As all four women cum, this is when a realization dawns on the women.

Minnie was the one who had to cope with the “damage” of being ripped apart by your cock. Since she gets the best pleasure, she should naturally have the most consequences too. Minnie starts to cry as the three other girl’s eyes grow in enlightenment. Soon, they start torturing Minnie for their own sexual gratification. They pulled her hair, twist her nipples, scratch her, and hit and spank her.

Watching Minnie grow more tearful, even you started to feel bad for her as she’s abused, but the other women also aid you in deep throating Minnie, so you let it slide. They grab Minnie’s head and force your cock down Minnie’s throat so deeply that her eye roll up in the back of her head. Even as they chock and cough, what did it matter to them, it is Minnie who’ll have to deal with the physical ramifications! All of the girls start cumming again, desperately pulling, pinching, or punching Minnie into their own orgasms.

Of course, any damage done to Minnie would cause lingering pain and discomfort for all the women in the morning. It isn’t like they stopped being linked after the sex. However, the girls aren’t that smart and lack all delay gratification skills, so naturally they relentlessly torture Minnie’s body while you relentlessly torture her holes.

“Ah… Cumming!” You declare after the women themselves cam in unison for about the fifteenth time.

You pull out of every hole just as you cum, hitting Minnie from four directions with copious amounts of cum. With a four way cum shot, Minnie is instantly bukkaked, and the girls who are torturing her can only try to dodge as cum splashes into them, who were regrettably in the splash zone. By the time you stand up, a weeping Minnie is lying there. She has a clump of hair missing, bruises and scratches all over her body. Her nipples are almost purple and inflamed, and every hole is gaping open and leaking womanly fluids. And of course, on top of all that was your own personal special sauce, which left her a horrific sight.

She made little pained moans, but she also had a satisfied look on her face which contrasted her battered body. However, next to her were the other girls, all looking pristine other than wet leaking pussies and a little bit of cum on their arms and chests. Compared to the broken Minnie, they looked like princesses.

“Sister are scary…” You mutter, turning back into one person.

“Ow…. It hurts so much.” Dinah moans.

“Why does it hurt now…” Daisy cries.

“Oh!” Sylvia puts up a finger with a wince. “Because we feel everything Minnie feels, we also feel the pain from the damage we gave her!”

“Oh, no! If I knew that I’d have treated he better!”

“…” You stare down at the four wincing women on the ground.

They really are very stupid. You wave a hand, speeding up the healing and ensuring whatever mind control on them is long gone as well as a little protective spell to prevent it from happening again. They’ll be back on their feet in a few hours as right as rain. However, your night is just getting started.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 246

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Snow White and Kida collapse to the ground in writhing masses of flesh as you pull your dick out of Snow White’s ass. The two women are holding each other while breathing hard.

“The pair of us to be defeated without even a detailed sex scene, this is truly embarrassing!” Snow White cries.

“Is rookie looking down on us?”

You scratch your head looking down at the two muscular women who had charged you shortly after you finished leaving Mulan to Mushu’s attention. Naturally, you defeated them quickly and raped both women thoroughly. However, given how much attention you’ve recently given them, you decided to make this one a quickie. Naturally, the two women feel a bit down that their spell is broken so casually, but you have a lot of women to get through and not everyone can get a full scene.

You wave, creating a sonar spell that covers the entire mansion. Instantly, you learn the positioning of all your harem. Megara truly has been influenced by video games. She’s managed to create blockades to funnel you through a labyrinth, forcing you to violate, you mean purify every woman in your harem before finally reaching her in the depths of the mansion.

Depths is actually a perfect word because she’s somewhere under the mansion. She’s not in the illusory space you created to house the goblin army. Actually, she’s in a certain place accessible through Cinderella’s wardrobe which you may or may not have suffered significant trauma battling giant rodents. It was the start of an underground labyrinth you’ve been meaning to visit.

As you’re contemplating the path of least resistance, four women leap out from a room, staring you down.

“Prepare for trouble!” Sylvia declares.

“Make it quadruple!” Daisy adds.

“That doesn’t even rhyme!” You sigh.

“To protect the novel from devastation!”

“To unite all haramettes within this nation.”

“The denounce the evils of sex and love.”

“Extend our reach to the bitches above!”

“Oh, we’re doing the whole thing? Whatever gets the word count I guess…”

“Sylvia!”

“Daisy!”

“Dinah!”

“Minnie!”

“Is that all your names? I honestly forgot a while ago!”

“Team Mansion Staff, blasting off at the speed of a duck!”

“A duck?”

“Surrender now, or prepare to fuck!”

“Oh, now I get it.”

“It’s Jasmine, what luck!” Jasmine leaps out another room and poses.

“Jasmine, that’s very adorable, but you’re not allowed in the next scene.”

Jasmine let’s out an evil laugh. “What do you mean, savior? Of course, I am cursed with the evil enchantment, and the only way you can remove it is by taking my virgin body repeatedly! I’ll resist at first, but I won’t be able to stop as savior ravishes my body roughly, having his way with this and that. I’ll be turned into nothing but a broken tiny, but he’ll have finally cured me. My body, bruised and tattered, my little kitty torn and bleeding, a single tear will drop down my face as I look up at savior and say ‘thank you for freeing me!’”

“You really have been thinking this through…” You mutter.

“Enough talk!” Jasmine throws her arm back. “It is time for our final battle. Rape this tiny, or forever lose me to this evil curse!”

“Remove curse.” You snap, compiling and casting a curse removal spell instantly.

A white light floods Jasmine and dissipates a moment later. Jasmine’s eyes immediately grow clear. However, rather than happy, she puts on a pouty face.

“Oh, rats! I was finally going to lose my virginity! I wanted to feel what it’s like to be a woman.”

“Is that so? Does my little Jasmine really want to know what it’s like to be a woman?”

Jasmine looks down at your pants, which are growing tight as a certain something starts to expand. She gulps, and then nods excitedly, looking at you with a little drool coming out of her mouth and a perverted face that didn’t belong on a pre-teen.

“Very well! Get in the kitchen and make me a damn sandwich!” you point down the hallway.

Jasmine collapses. “Why you! How is that a womanly duty?”

“Isn’t being able to cook for the man you love the most womanly duty of all?”

“I-is that so?” Jasmine looks around uncertainly, but that maids are of no help shrugging.

“When you make a man a sandwich, you’re not just feeding his hunger, you’re pouring your very essence into it. So, when you give me a sandwich, you’re giving me your very body and soul!”

“Eh! Truly?” Jasmine looks on excitedly.

“When I bite into the sandwich made with love, it’s like I’m taking a bite out of you. With each bite I take, I get to taste a little more of Jasmine, and then in the end…” You lower your voice, with you hand next to your mouth like you’re telling a secret.

“The-the end?” Jasmine starts to bounce on her feet, pleading with you to finish the story.

“I’ll have gobbled up all of Jasmine!” Jasmine let’s out a gasp as I spread my hands and continue. “Isn’t this way more intimate, to consume Jasmine completely? To taste your very essence! Your love? Your desire? All of your hard work put into my sandwich, I’ll taste it all! I’ll taste all of Jasmine! Rather than putting myself inside you, I’ll be putting you inside me and making you my very nourishment! My very life will be given by Jasmine’s grace and sacrifice!”

“Gg-gulp!” Jasmine is practically shivering now, before giving a salute,” Yes, savior! I’ll do it! I’ll start right away.”

A short time later you’re standing there eating your sandwich. Jasmine skips off happily to the kitchen to prepare more good things to infuse her essence in for you to try.

You chuckle. “Hehe… kids are so easy.”

“Is boss just ignoring us?” Sylvia asks.

“I don’t know, but suddenly I really want a sandwich.” Dinah licks her lips.

“Oh, you girls will get a sandwich.”

“!! Oh, yay!” Minnie exclaims excitedly. “What kind?”

“Well, it has four patties, and I’ll have to add the meat along with my own brand of special sauce.”

“C-c-c-can we have it our way?” Daisy asks nervously.

“I think it’s pretty obvious that you won’t.”

“”””Gulp!””””

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