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The rest of the story was something I could already put together myself. Mom was too drunk to remember that night. She had no clue what had happened to her. Dad must have lied to her to cover up the truth. Maybe he found the tape later and kept it for god knows what reason. Mom thought she had stayed true to dad that night, and perhaps guilty about what happened, dad continued to stay with mom.

Dad wasn’t as monogamous of a man as mom thought. I believed that part of the rapist’s story. Perhaps when going monogamous, he pissed up some of his old flames whom he had promised a pregnancy and didn’t deliver. This might have even led to his death. The implications of this video were vast, and mom knew nothing about it.

“M-madison…” Those were the words that came from Hannah’s lips.

It was then that I realized another implication of this tape. Mom had told me that her first time got her pregnant, and that pregnancy would have been Madison. That meant that there was a good chance Madison wasn’t my true full sister. Perhaps dad had still slept with mom that night, but given his mood at the end of that video I didn’t believe it. Plus, Madison didn’t really look like me or Hannah. We said that she took after dad, but the two friends looked familiar, and it was a toss up who looked more like Madison.

“Madison will always be our sister.” I spoke the words to try to kill some of the awkward silence.

“D-do you mean it?” Hannah asked me nervously.

I nodded. “Of course.”

“G-good.”

For some reason I didn’t understand, Hannah let out a breath of relief, as if she was more worried about my approval than her own. This confused me a bit.

“Wh-why would you think I’d treat Madison differently?”

In truth, if Madison wasn’t my full sister, that only gave me the motivation to pursue her more. Although I enjoyed playing with my mom and sisters, I’m not someone prone to incest by default.

“Ah… well, half sisters are very common.” Hannah responded quietly, but when I raised an eyebrow she took a breath and continued. “Since there is only one man per thousand women, most children have the same father and a different mother. In a local school, it’s not uncommon for half of a school to consist of all half-siblings. Full siblings such as you and I are exceptionally rare. In fact, I don’t know any other siblings besides you, me and Mad-“

She stopped, realizing that Madison was no longer considered a full sibling. I also began to better understand why incest was less of a big deal in this world. Where everyone was a half-sister, you’d have to go out of your way to avoid it. In a world where men didn’t stick around with the child, all children were named after their mother. Half siblings were rarely raised together, and always considered them in terms of their mom’s family. Thus, in this world, a half-sibling is something almost completely ignored.

Madison didn’t simply become a half sibling, it was almost like becoming a complete stranger, no longer affiliated with me at all. Well, our situation was different. We shared the same mother, but two different fathers. That wasn’t as damning, but when it came to society, a half-sibling just carried less meaning than a full sibling. However, that wasn’t something that mattered to me. She was my sister. We had been raised together and undeniably shared the same mother.

“Di-did dad cheat on mom?” Hannah’s voice cracked, showing her own immaturity and youthfulness as she looked desperately towards me to make sense of what she had just seen.

“It… was before they started dating…” I explained slowly.

“Yeah… but still…”

“Even though dad had promised mom that if she remained loyal, he’d be with her, that didn’t mean he himself needed to be loyal. He still had the same responsibilities of before, impregnating five women a month. So naturally, he wouldn’t shirk on those duties until after he knew mom’s intentions.” I explained while grabbing Hannah’s shoulder and wiping a tear coming down her cheek. “There will be a day when I’ll need to do the same…”

“Eh?” Hannah immediately gave me a surprised and scared look, so I immediately patted her on the head.

“Just because I need to fulfill my duties, doesn’t mean I’ll think any less of Hannah. You’re still my sister. I love you. That will never change.”

The words caused Hannah to settle down, her eyes closing as she enjoyed me patting her head. She truly was simple in many ways. Meanwhile, my heart was more turbulent. The words I had just spouted were selfishness on my part, using dad’s indiscretions to further my own desires. I was preparing my sister for a future in the harem I wanted to build. That’s why I said those words. In truth, finding out dad cheated on mom while testing her shook my image of father greatly. Even though I knew in my heart I’d never have the willpower to remain loyal to a single woman in this world, knowing my father didn’t either destroyed a bit of my confidence.

However, I told myself in my heart that I would never become like that other guy, completely uncaring about women or the consequences of fucking them. I didn’t want to leave behind a long line of babies I never met. I didn’t want to bang women until they got pregnant and then moved on to the next. I wanted relationships that would last. Perhaps that is why I was so caught up on my family. Mom’s warnings had gotten to me more than I wanted to admit, and this video confirmed my fears. The world out there was truly harsh.

“That video… we should…” I was going to say destroy it, but I felt a bit of hesitation.

If we destroyed the video, it would assure that Madison and Mom never saw the video. This was a good thing. However, the man on the video, the man who knew my father. I didn’t trust my memory so much that I believed I’d be able to track him down five years from now. I needed this video as proof. Perhaps there was a day when I should tell Madison the truth. Perhaps it could strengthen our relationship? Perhaps she’d want to meet her true father. Even though he was a rapist, this world saw pregnancy differently, and by extension, rape that ended in pregnancy almost cancelled each other out on the spectrum of morality. That’s the kind of world this was. To many of this world, this man did nothing wrong.

“I’ll… keep it safe…” It was Hannah who pulled it from the VS and then held it close to her chest like a precious artifact.

I could only nod. In many ways, I didn’t really have privacy of my own. The maids and my mother had free reign of my room, which had no locks. It came with the cost of being a male. I had very little to no freedom. Therefore, Hannah, who was allowed some autonomy and knew more about this world was a better choice to hold on this dangerous item.

The pair of us didn’t stay sitting in the library alone for long. The pink moments that could lead to making out or even sex were long gone. Hannah had a worried crease on her forehead as she likely fretted about her sister. Personally, I didn’t know what to think. I felt mostly exhausted just thinking about the whole situation.

Hannah looked at me like she wanted to say something, but in the end she merely stood up, nodded to me, and left. I returned to my room and ate lunch. Later that night, a maid invited me to dinner and my birthday party. The dinner was a veal cutlet with dumplings, and afterwards mom gave me the cake she had been working on. As for Hannah, she didn’t show up to the birthday party at all. I understood a bit of it. It was difficult keeping a smiling face while watching mom try her best, especially after learning the truth.

Mom was a clueless victim in many ways. Her firstborn child belonged to another man. Her virginity was lost to a stranger. Her husband had lied to her for years about it. That’s not even to mention the fact that he had affairs with other women. These affairs might have even taken place up until his death. After all, a woman becoming jealous and murdering him seemed more likely if sex was involved, although this could be the old world me thinking about all those spousal murder shows on TV.

Had I not been an adult in my mind, I likely wouldn’t have been able to fake my expression. However, I had worked for bosses I hated and been forced to keep secrets I didn’t want to before. Suffice it to say, it was enough to keep my face schooled in front of my mother. The atmosphere still turned weird though, especially as mom brought out the cake.

My birthday celebration was an intimate affair between just mom and me. Not even the maids stood present, and there were no candles or songs. She just brought out the cake and smiled at me, looking for praise. As to mom herself, she was surprisingly decked out. She wore full makeup. Her hair had been done up since this morning. On top of that, she wore a cute dress. It was certainly attire that fit better for a valentine’s day date than a birthday celebration with your thirteen year old son.

I cut a piece of cake, and tried it. Mom was no baker, and the cake was a bit dry. However, it was a good attempt.

“It’s good.” I gave her a smile.

My attempt to fool mom must not have been as good as I expected. Mom’s eyes creased in worry at my apparent lack of excitement. Perhaps she worried I didn’t like the cake. In truth, I just didn’t have much of an appetite right now. After eating half of the piece of cake, I was done. If I was a real thirteen year old, I’d probably eat six slices, but for an adult me, the cake was a little sweet and felt like ashes in my stomach.

“H-honey?” Mom looked down at me nervously, her body fidgeting.

I was worrying mother, and the worst part is that I couldn’t do anything about it. “Yes, mom?”

“I was thinking… since you’re done… perhaps, you’d like to go out the garden with mommy?”

The me from the previous day would have been ecstatic by this offer. Walking through the garden with a beautiful woman, I could take advantage and even push her down on a bed of flowers. However, as soon as such thoughts came, there was the flash of a drunken sixteen year old mom on a bed, cum leaking down her pussy as she moaned incoherently. The thought put me down, but I couldn’t get the vision out of my head.

“I’m sorry… I’m feeling a little tired. I’m going to go to bed.” I couldn’t meet mom’s eyes as I said it.

“O-oh… okay… whatever you want, honey.” Mom’s expression dropped and she looked away awkwardly.

My heart tinged, but I really couldn’t face mom right now. What I had seen was too fresh in my mind. I just needed a night. Tomorrow, I would have my mind set, and then I’d make it up to mother. I’d do whatever mom wanted! I just needed some time.

I retreated back to my bedroom, my heart feeling pained but not entirely sure why. I wish Madison would come. Somehow, I felt like if Madison was there, I’d feel better. This thought surprised me, since my relationship with Madison wasn’t close. She came and sucked me off every night, but we never chatted. She never even smiled at me. Yet, suddenly, I desperately wanted to embrace her. When did those feelings start?

I was lying in bed as I thought this, but after two hours passed by, I realized that sleep wasn’t coming. I didn’t feel like masturbating either, which was always an alternative way to help me go to sleep. It wasn’t just the fact that Madison wasn’t coming tonight. It was everything. That movie had been my first outside glimpse of this world. What I saw worried me. This world in the mansion was a bubble, and for the first time, I was afraid that bubble would pop.

There was a knock on my door and I spoke up after a few moments. “Come in?”

I was briefly hopeful Madison had returned and planned to satisfy me, but I knew that hope was unlikely, as Madison never waited for me to answer before barging in. More than likely, I assumed it’d be a maid. So, I was surprised enough to sit up and gawk as my mother stepped into the room shyly, closing the door behind her.

I had a small desk lamp on, so even though the room was dark, I could still make out my mother’s features. She still wore the makeup, and she still had her hair up, however, her clothing had changed. Instead of a dress, she wore lingerie. It was a black, frilly thing that accentuated her butt and boobs well. It was very sexy, the kind of thing that would have me pushing her down in an instant.

However, when the flash of that image appeared in my mind, I was ready to push her out of my room instead. That’s when I truly saw her face. Mom had a worried look, and her eyes were watery to the point where it looked like she was about to cry. Her entire body was shaking, and she looked somewhat nervous. I immediately grew concerned, since this was not the type of appearance mom ever showed. Mom was always so sure and confident. Even when I had made her do bad things, she approached them with her sleeves raised and a can-do attitude. So, when had she suddenly become so timid and meek?

It was then that the truth came crashing home. My behavior tonight has been cold and distant. Mom… no… I should say Morgan… was just a woman. I hadn’t realized it before, but mom and I had had a sexual relationship for nearly a month now. Naturally, this started to change the way mom saw me. I was becoming less a mere son, and more the man who held her heart. Mom was scared of losing me, perhaps not as a son, but as a lover. I could see the fear in her eyes. It was the fear of rejection. It was a look that tugged at my heartstrings, because it was one similar to my own upon divorcing my wife.

It might be strange for a mother to lose confidence and become worried that their son might spurn them, but our relationship had grown passed that point. Whether I wanted to or not, I had made myself mom’s emotional pillar. In her eyes, I was her everything.

Who the hell cared what dad did before I was even born? Who cared about this other guy? Who the hell cared about mom’s dark past, and such silly secrets? I had been so stupid, shunning this beautiful sexy woman simply because of a stupid hangup in my mind. I had dismissed the love we shared and pushed away this vulnerable, needy woman who just wanted to be held by the man she loved. That man was me now, I had made it that way. In my own childishness, I had failed to rise to that need. Fortunately, there was still time to fix it.

“You’re beautiful.” The words popped out of my mouth as I eyed this sexy woman up and down.

“Ah!” Mom made a cute noise, blushing, a moment later a sudden tear falling down her cheek.

“Mom?” I moved to the edge of my bed.

“Oh! I-it’s fine honey, just something in my eye, you don’t need to-“

I didn’t need to, but I wanted her more now than before. I had been treating mom up to now like a conquest. She was a game and a means to an end. In essence, I was treating her like a mom. I was the selfish child just taking what I wanted. My brain thought things like, whatever I gave her, she would take it without complaint. She was my mom, after all, she was obligated to love me and handle whatever I threw at her. However, the truth was I genuinely started to feel things for this woman. It was beyond motherly love.

“I love you…” I said, walking up to and embracing mom, causing her to grow even more flustered in my arms.

“Honey… I… I love you too.” Mom couldn’t come up with anything else to say, and instead melted in my arms.

I pulled her back to my bed, pushing mom down on it and climbing on top of her. Mom looked back up at me with a gentle expression, her face blushing, but with her experience she was much less shy than my sisters, who would turn away or struggle. Mom had already accepted me in her heart completely. She put up no resistance as my lips met with hers.

As I kissed her, my dick grew hard, and with the feel of it pressing against her, mom began to grow horny. She pushed my lips off of hers, gasping for breath.

“Please, honey, stick it inside me. I want your thing inside me.”

“You want your son’s cock? Do you want your son to fuck his mother?” I asked grinning.

Mom’s face flushed pink and she gave a pouty expression. “Where did you learn such lewd words…? …naughty boy…”

“You got to say it, mom, tell me what you want.” I continued to tease mom.

She had given me head this morning, and after the emotional rollercoaster from dinner and the feel of my cock pressing against her now, mom was exceptionally horny. Thus, even though I was teasing her so, mom was unable to resist any longer.

“You…” Mom tried to admonish me, but her own sexual excitement had already passed the point of propriety. “Please… son, stick your big cock inside mommy. Please, fuck mommy hard until she moans your name!”

“Pervert…” I responded with a grin.

After all, saying such things to a thirteen year old boy, what else could it be. Mom only turned her head shamefully.

“Y-yes… mommy is a big pervert. Please, teach this perverted mother a lesson. Please, give me your cock. Please…”

Mom’s eyes started to water, clearly starting to beg as I opened up the floodgates of her lust. Unable to watch mom debase herself any longer, I reached a hand down and pushed her panties aside, revealing her pinkish slit, moist with her lust. Pushing my cock against it, it popped inside her with ease. A second later I was inside mom, my hips thrusting inside her.

“Ah… yes… baby… ah… I feel it inside me. Baby, I needed this.”

“I love you!” I said, panting while I thrust into her.

“I love you too, baby, please keep going. Keep giving mommy your cock. Only mommy can have you. This is mommy’s cock.” Mom moaned as I fucked her, continually reminding herself that she was fucking her son seeming to enhance her sexual pleasure, not take away from it.

To be honest, it did it for me too. Even though I started to see mom as a woman now, and a lover deserving of my time and affection, she was also my mom. There was a thrill about this extreme taboo that made me incredibly excited. I was so excited, in fact, that I picked up the pace, my hips thrusting quickly and wetly into mom’s incredible feeling snatch.

I’m not some sexual savant though, so with the feel of mom’s hefty chest pressed against mine, her tight pussy clamping around my cock, her constant lewd words of encouragement, and her hands running over my body while she occasionally kissed me… it quickly brought me to my limit.

“I’m cumming mommy.” I moaned.

“Yes! Cum in mommy! Cum in your perverted mother!” Mom moaned, arching her back as my cock hit her in just the right spot.

Her hands squeezed my shoulders as she came against my cock, which was spurting hot seed into her pussy. After a few squirts, I finally collapsed on top of mom. Mom was still panting under me, and my head found a place nestled within her hot, sweaty boobs. As my cock softened, I could feel her pussy still climaxing around it, each squeeze slowly pushing the soft thing out until if finally fell out of mom’s snatch. Like that, I remained on top of mom.

The pair of us remained naked the rest of the night. At one point, I regained stamina and we started anew. However, having already cum just prior, I wasn’t able to keep it up. I was able to make mom cum one more time, but my cock kept growing soft inside of mom, keeping me from any hard pounding action. She even used her hand and stroked my cock, but in the end, we had to give up.

What can I say, I’m not some ero novel protagonist. I don’t have a twelve inch dick that can go fifteen rounds. I get tired, and I sometimes struggle to remain erect, no matter how erotic the woman is. That’s simply the nature of life. I’m only thirteen and still growing, so naturally my body doesn’t always work the way I want it to.

“My little boy was incredible.” Mom purred. “You make mommy so happy…”

Kissing me on the forehead, mom stroked my soft penis with one hand and my hair with the other, while speaking comforting words. She wasn’t the least bit sad that I couldn’t go again. In fact, she was incredibly happy just to be holding me. That was the part about mom that beat any other woman. Mom would never judge me or expect more out of me than I could provide. Mom accepted me entirely. I didn’t need to be a super stud. Just being with me was enough to make mom happy and satisfied. There was no pressure to be more than this. Truly, banging my mom is the best!

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You start rewinding time. As to your conversation with Ariel, you decide to leave it, allowing her to remember it. Somehow, you feel like this particular piece of vulnerability your lovely Ariel witnesses isn’t something you should take away from her. Everything else though, everything else needs to go. The fiery crater that was once the city turns back into the capital. The soldiers come back to life and leave the room. The king walks away.

Ariel’e eyes open, the fearful woman who no longer looks the slightest like your own Ariel in your eyes rises back to life. How did you ever think the two were similar? They are nothing alike. It’d be like confusing Ariel with Kida. They are simply two different women, and this one happens to be a hateful bitch who needs to be punished. The sky returns to blue, and the shaking ceases.

The nobles came back to life, and you feel like you don’t even need to turn away as they fuck fake Ariel in reverse. This is just some skank getting wrecked by some small-dicked men. What is there to bother the likes of you? So, you watch the scene dissinterestedly, but still keep rewinding. The nobles have openly come a few minutes before you were invited to meet her. Clearly, this bitch wanted you to catch her this way. As to why, you still don’t have the answer, but it is only a matter of time.

You keep casting until the nobles are fully dressed. They walk out of the room backwards and head off in separate directions. Ariel is now in the room alone, having not been violated by two nobles yet. You walk out her door and close it, finally starting the timeline anew. You didn’t rewind to before she had sex to do something like protect her purity. You suspect that this skank has long ago lost any semblance of that. Instead, you merely rewind things to make it a little funner for yourself.

“Eh? You’re the Outland’s lord? What are you doing in front of Princess Ariel’s…” One of the nobles comes down the hallway and sees you.

“She invited me to have sex with her… you too?” you respond directly.

“Ah! She really did something like that?”

“You guys too?” Another noble walks up. “Oh man, to think the supposed innocent princess would really invite three men to her room at the same time.”

“Well… she is quite beautiful. If you men are willing, I don’t think I’d be able to get this chance again in some time. My wife died a few years ago, and she always made sure to hire ugly maids, so the thought of a beauty like the princess certainly excites me.”

The other guy is already nodding thoughtfully, apparently not being too bother by being tricked into a foursome. As long as the girl is pretty enough, you guess some guys will do anything for sex. Well… not anything. There does seem to be one universal limit that always sends certain guys like these running away.

“Actually, I came a little early.” You say mischievously. “As it turns out, our good princess Ariel is so horny because she’s been visited by her Aunt.”

“Her… aunt you say?” The men gives you a confused look.

“Yes… Aunt Flow… as it were… I mean to say she’s on her period. Apparently, it’s quite heavy. I had to leave the room for a bit because the smell was so thick. However, I’m sure you guys are okay with a little… okay… a lot of blood, right?”

“H-her period!” One man mumbles in shock.

“B-blood?” The other shakes his head. “Sorry, I get nauseous with blood. You’re on your own, guys.”

The man turns around and almost flees away as quickly as he came.

“A-actually, I just remembered I promised my wife some alone time!” The other man turns and also leaves in a flash.

You let out a chuckle as you suddenly find yourself as the only man in the hallway. You wave your hand, sending a magical undetectable curse on the pseudo-Ariel. It is a curse not unlike the one you had used on the maids and is still functioning on Nala. It’d prevent this Ariel from gaining any sexual pleasure on her own. It also is a man repellent. Men wouldn’t be repulsed by her, per say, but they would always find reasons to keep their distance. Basically, with the wave of a hand, Ariel is turned into a helpless Pariah unable to get any from anyone.

“Let the games begin…” you mutter as you walk away from the room, leaving an unsuspecting victim behind.

…..

“I’ll be needing to borrow this.” Ariel say, swiping something from the kitchen.

“Okay?” Jasmine could only make a surprised comment as Ariel walks in and then immediately out. “What did Ariel need with that?”

A moment later, Ariel bursts into Mulan’s room.

“A-ariel! Please… no! I can’t… If you ever loved me! I mean… oh, thank Pun you’re not wearing a strapon!” Mulan immediately relaxes seeing that Ariel isn’t “armed”.

“Mulan! I need you to become a dragon and take me somewhere!”

“Haaaah?” Mulan gives an incredulous look. “I’m only Master’s! Do you think this great dragon is just here to run errands for master’s bitches?”

“No… but it’s really important!” Ariel declares, but when Mulan seems unmoved she puts on a sadistic grin. “Plus… if Mulan doesn’t give this bitch a ride, I’ll tell Mushu that you like it when –“

The last part is whispered in Mulan’s ears until she gasps with her eyes widened. “No! You mustn’t tell her that! If Mushu knew, my chastity would be destroyed… even more!”

“Then, I need to get to the Capital as soon as possible!” Ariel declares.

Mulan sighs. “The Capital? What’s in the Capital? It’ll take me nearly two weeks to fly over there, I’m not as fast as that Airship that can fly 24/7.”

“There is an imposter bitch who needs to be taken care of.” Ariel shrugs.

“An imposter and a bitch?” Mulan muses.

“No… I’m the bitch… this one is just an imposter. There can only be one bitch, and she’s right here!”

“…” Mulan shakes her head speechlessly. “What are you planning to do?”

“Ah… just what hero can’t. It’s not his place to kill her… because that’s my job!” Ariel’s eyes flash as she pulls out the kitchen knife she had taken earlier.

Soon, the pair of them take off from the mansion, with Ariel riding on Mulan’s back. Mulan shivers at the scary look in Ariel’s eye as she sharpens her kitchen knife. She feels like she is becoming an accomplice to a crime. As if reading her mind, Ariel gives a dark smile.

“We make a good duo! Righting the wrongs of the world, wiping out one netorare skank at a time, we need a name…” Ariel says thoughtfully. “Ooo… I got it. From now on, let’s be called Bitch Princess and Tiny Red!

“You’ve already named us!? And who’s a tiny!” The dragon roars as the two fly off into the sunset.

 

Will Ariel and Mulan make it to the Capital in time? Will Mulan ever receive the respect she deserves? Is Ariel going to cut a bitch? Ahem… I mean impostor bitch, please put the knife down Ariel. Is this side story even going to go anywhere? Find out next week on the Adventures of Bitch Princess and Tiny Red! Same ero website, same ero time!

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We road on for a long time. The pace the Lord General put his army through was astonishing to me. However, no one seemed to complain. Whether this was the stamina of a demon army or Typhon’s particular blend of training… I didn’t know. What I did know is that my ass was incredibly sore by the time we finally slowed to camp, and at that point, he only ordered a stop because the trail had become too dark to navigate safely.

I was taken off of General Typhon’s steed and he stepped down and walked away as if I wasn’t even there. This left me standing awkwardly to the side as the horse was led away by a soldier. Other soldiers continued to set up the camp, building tents. The General himself walked around, surveying the job, occasionally taking a soldier aside and speaking with him quietly. The men were trained, and there were no disputes or disturbances.

The slave traders I had traveled with before were much less reserved. They would argue over who had to cook and who had to do the chores. They’d occasionally bicker and get into fights. These kinds of activities didn’t seem to be tolerated in General Typhon’s army. A single look was enough to stop any soldier from acting inappropriate. Soon, campfires were started and good was brought out. It seemed like some kind of broth soup was being made with meat and a few vegetables.

My stomach started to growl as I saw the meals being prepared before me, but every time I tried to approach any of the campfires, I immediately received cold looks. At one point, I looked off into the dark forest, thinking that I could bolt and finally obtain my freedom. Even the General likely didn’t know how much freedom my collar afforded me. It no longer had the ability to force me to do anything, but as soon as I revealed that to be true, I’d give up my trump card.

In the end, I didn’t bolt for the forest and hope for the best. It wasn’t because I had no clue where were and was just as likely to starve or be raped to death in the forest as successfully find a town. It wasn’t because I had the collar on, and even if I was found again, as long as the collar was stuck on my neck, I might as well have a Scarlet letter, as I would forever be recognized as a slave. No, the reason I remained in the camp is that no matter which direction I looked, I found a tent with a man place conspicuously in a spot where I’d be seen. A glare caught my eyes, and a glance at a nearby tree found an archer up on a branch, carefully watching. The camp was tightly protected, and even though they were defending from outside threats, I saw no way I could escape.

“You, lass, you better be getting in the Lord’s tent before he’s done or you’ll be getting the lashes.” A gruff voice came to my side.

I turned to see an ugly squashed man with a nose that had looked to have been broken a dozen times. He was gnarled and hunched over, and I had to wonder why he was even here in an army. Given his looks, he didn’t seem like the type that could keep up the pace. Well, at the moment, I could barely keep up the pace myself, and I rode a horse. Had I been forced to march, I could only imagine giving out within an hour and being dragged the rest of the way. I probably wouldn’t have lived.

“Thank you.” I gave him a gentle smile, trying to gain at least one ally in the army, and figuring an ugly man might be more amenable to a girl’s charm.

“Hmm… if you weren’t the lords, that smile would like to get you raped in this army.” The man snorted while shaking his head.

“Can you rape the willing?” I said back while touching my lip. “I wouldn’t mind it if I was in the arms of a strong man like you.”

Rather than blushing or growing flustered, the man gave a wry look. “You remind me of the honeyed tongue of the girls in the Night District in the Capital. I always pay twice as much as I planned and get half as much as I was promised. Even if I was tempted, touching the Generals slave is death in this camp. You get on, the tent is over there, the big one.”

I nodded and gave him another sweet smile before turning away and leaving. Of course, I noticed his mood had improved and he was walking with a bit of a straighter back. No man could resist his mood improving by having a beautiful girl flirt with him. Even knowing she wants something out of him, it’s simply human nature to crave the attention of a beauty. I was merely capitalizing on this to improve the camp’s view of me.

{Manipulation has increased to Level 18.}

This… I’m on the right path. To see my status start to increase at this point? I had spent so much time manipulating my way into the good graces of the Cambions, that I had felt that my Manipulation should have been increasing drastically from the get-go. However, I had remained stagnated for way too long. Was it because my time with the Cambions was more akin to giving up? I was trying to submit to the Cambion culture, integrate myself into their lives. Was it something like that? Now, that I tried to take some control, I was rewarded?

I still didn’t understand this world and how it worked. I supposed if it was an easy world to understand, then everyone would be OP. Since skills feel so subjective and randomized, my only real advantage could be taken by my skill points and access to randomized skills. Should I consider stocking points and using them to max out standard skills? Well, the next time I level, I want to experiment on seeing if I can evolve special skills.

As I considered these thoughts, I ended up in a large tent. It was nothing like the semi-permanent lavish tent that Denova once inhabited. It was minimalistic, with a rollout of a futon-like bed, and a hastily set up table, which was either for eating meals or strategizing troop movements. Either way, there wasn’t much else to the tent, which was only about twice the size of the tents that were shared between 2-3 men for everyone else in the camp.

I had barely managed to settle myself down when the flap opened and General Typhon himself walked in. He took a single glance at me and then moved over to a packing leaning against one of the support beings. It included his saddlebags as well as a pack full of other stuff, likely brought over by one of his servants, although I hadn’t seen any of them working. Perhaps that was the role of the servant, to remain unseen.

“You didn’t prepare dinner for me.” The man said as he rummaged through his back before standing and giving me a glare.

His eyes scared me slightly, even though they didn’t seem to be angry. It was simply that they were intense, and gave me a feel once again like he knew everything about me from a simple glance. I could only shake my head and look down with a feigned guilty look.

“No matter, it looks like you didn’t get yourself a meal either. You are untrained, so I don’t expect much at the moment. You will be starved tonight as punishment. Please make sure you are fed and a hot meal is prepared for me before daybreak.” He spoke without any emotion as if he was merely relaying orders.

Any feelings of being put off by his abrupt attitude were forced down. In this world, I was nothing but a slave. I could only force down any kind of resistance.

“Understood, my lord,” I stated in a meek and repentant voice.

Typhon nodded as if this was the expected response, and then began pulling off his clothing. He didn’t hesitate to rip off his shirt and soon he was standing before me naked. I could only raise an eyebrow as I appraised his body. He was fit and muscular, with strong muscles and a toned body with hair only in the right places. His skin was dark and chiseled, but perhaps the most noticeable thing was the extreme number of scars that marred his body. It was the only thing that kept him from looking like an Adonis.

Typhon walked passed me without saying a word, falling on the bed face first. “Start with the shoulders.”

I snapped out of it, realizing that Typhon wanted me to massage him. As surprising as it was, I had never actually massaged anyone before. To me, it always felt like a prelude to sex. If you were going to be intimately touching someone, you might as well be having sex with them. It was no surprise to me that so many massage parlors were secretly brothels. Using your body to make someone else’s body

However, since I was a slave, I had no choice but to summon up everything I’d seen and heard of involving massaging people. My hands began to work his neck, and I quickly found myself surprised at how hard he was. I didn’t know if this was a demonic trait, or something belonging to muscular and fit men. Denova was strong, but he was still a man who enjoyed in leisure. The same could be said about Devon and the other princes. The closest thing to Denova that I had ever seen is probably the Minotaur.

“Mm… harder!” Typhon snapped, causing me to jump a little from my thoughts.

I started putting my back into it harder and harder. It ended up being quite exhausting. It wasn’t considered sex, so my stamina didn’t seem to kick in to save me. Instead, I just had to use my body weight to apply enough pressure to push against his muscles. As I worked, I began to take notice of the contours of his body. Muscles had a logic to them. I wasn’t big into biology, but I knew enough to know that certain muscles grew in certain ways and resulted in certain mechanical movements. As I considered this concept, a notice rung in my head.

{You have increase Massage to Level 1.}

“Ah!” I let out a surprised cry as both my hands were grabbed at the wrist.

Typhon had turned and grabbed me and was now looking at me intensely. I gave a startled expression and desperately thought back to if I had done anything to make him angry. I actually thought I was doing an okay job so far, so I was little taken aback that he had stopped me.

“Now, take off your clothes.” He commanded, rolling over.

As he rolled over, his dick, which was considerably above average, sprung up, zigzagging back and forth before standing straight with vitality. The man himself let go of my wrists and lied back, clearly expecting me to take it from there. I could barely fight back a grin as I look down at his erect penis and began ripping off my clothing.

Finally, I had reached something that sat within my comfort zone!

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“My love, tell me what you did…”

“I…I killed Ariel…” Your voice sounds hoarse, as the ground shakes you fall to your butt, suddenly feeling lifeless.

“…” There a pause for a second. “My love? Ariel is right here at the mansion. She’s busy trying to get Nala to play “What’s in Your Mouth?”, but Nala doesn’t want to play because Ariel always wins.”

“I-it’s only because what Ariel puts in my mouth isn’t what I expected!” A voice shoots over the magic call.

“N-no… the other Ariel… the cheating skank Ariel…” I murmured, even though I knew without context that it made no sense to Grimhilde.

“You… that would mean… my love… what you did…” Grimhilde seemed to struggle coming up with the appropriate words. “I think I know what happened. The woman whom you killed, her name is C-“

You block the magic, no longer feeling like listening to Grimhilde talk. Lying back on the ground and looking up at the red sky while the ground under you shakes, you’re a single living person in the epicenter of a massive crater that once was the capital city. Naturally, this situation is all kinds of fucked up. How did you end up in this kind of place, anyway? What did it all matter? Ariel… she… she…

“She’s back at the mansion…” Grimhilde’s words finally come crashing home.

You teleport home, strait into Ariel’s room. Ariel is there holding a limp sausage.

“I was just shoving my sausage in her mouth, she didn’t have to cry and run away.” Ariel mutters.

At this point, Ariel realizes she’s not alone and spins to see you standing there. Instantly, a smile explodes on her face. She races over and throws her arms around you, discarding her sausage, and kissing your cheek. However, when you don’t respond, her look immediately turns serious.

You struggle to look at this Ariel without seeing that scene again. Even though their bodies were slightly different, the thought of Ariel cheating on you relentlessly cycles through your brain over and over again. NTR… NTR… you fucking hate NTR! Why did this fucking stupid novel had to get all dark and shit!

As you mind thinks these things, your hands find their way around Ariel’s throat. You begin to squeeze. It is just like before. This Ariel, that Ariel, it felt the same. Her life was in your hands, and you could squeeze it out of her. Ariel looks you in the eyes with tears, and you start to squeeze. Then, suddenly a beautiful smile forms on her face. It wasn’t anger. It was surprise. It wasn’t even fear. Just pure acceptance.

“It’s okay… hero. If you want to choke me, just do it.” Ariel says gently.

“I… could… kill you…” The words came out from your lips painfully.

“I know.” Your eyes widen in shock at her innocent response. “But it’s okay if you do.”

“How is that okay?”

“Because if I did anything to make hero want to kill me, then I should just die!” Ariel’s eyes turned fierce for a second, but only at herself. “If it’s by hero’s hand, I won’t mind. I told you already. I gave you my body in entirety. It’s your to do whatever you want. Love me, pamper me, abuse me, beat me… kill me. My body is your plaything.”

“Ariel…” Your eyes start to water.

“Just know that I love you… I will always love you. You’re my hero, forever and always!” Even with your hands tight around her neck, Ariel smiles, her eyes only holding deep affection and love.

No matter how much you squeezed, that gaze on her face would never leave. The same? How where these two women anything alike! You burst into tears, your hands falling to the sides as your embrace Ariel tightly. Your arms hold her while she grabs your head and brings it to her chest, a pair of melons much grander than that fake.  You start sobbing, tears falling from your eyes into Ariel’s generous chest, but she continues to hold you affectionately, stroking your head while hugging you gently.

As the world continues to grow shakier, you sob while holding Ariel. Only after what feels like hours do you finally pull yourself away. Ariel’s expression hasn’t changed by a fraction. She loves you just as much now as she did before. Neither crying and being unmanly, nor being wrathful, nor being violent, nor being predatory changes a single hair in Ariel’s deep devotion to you.

You kiss Ariel on the lips, and she kissed back without reservation. However, as the world tremors once again and you hear an explosion in the distance, you finally pull away.

“Can I ask what happened?” Ariel finally speaks.

You don’t hold back. You tell her everything. You tell her about the fake Ariel, the fake Merida, the cheating housewives, and even what you did to this other Ariel when you caught her like that. This time, Ariel’s expression did change. She grew contemplative and thoughtful, her smile becoming a slight frown.

“Hero… you shouldn’t have killed her.” Ariel finally states.

You widen your eyes in surprise, shocked that Ariel would suddenly not support your actions after all of this. “Eh? But…”

“I love hero and accept you for all that you are, but that doesn’t mean I won’t correct you if I think you make a mistake!” Ariel rolls her eyes as if this is the most obvious thing. “If you don’t like my advice, I’ll gladly take your punishment later!”

“It’s too late to change anything…” you sigh.

“For hero? Can’t you change everything? I can’t believe my hero is so weak as to leave things as they are. You definitely have to undo what you’ve done. To this Ariel… to the human realm too.”

“Hah? Undo it? You really care for the humans?”

“Not at all!” The lack of concern in Ariel’s voice for her race would make the King weep if he had heard it. “I care more for my hero’s wellbeing. You need to preserve them for you. Killing women isn’t your way, it never has been!”

“Then… what is my way?” you ask.

“Mmm… isn’t it the same way you’ve been using since you came here?” Ariel’s smile turns mischievous. “Break her… break that slutty bitch until she’s nothing. Break her hard, break her completely, until the only thing ever on her mind his hero’s cock. Make it so she can never think of anything else but you ever again!”

“AH!” The words she says suddenly make so much sense, that you almost feel stupid for having so much difficulty. It’s like a plot contrivance just written to drive up drama. “Why do I feel like I don’t deserve someone as great as you…”

“Hmph!” Ariel smiles. “It’s because you hit the jackpot coming to this world, right? But I didn’t say anything unique that any other girl in your harem wouldn’t say too.”

“No… it’s definitely unique.” you respond seriously, “Because it was something only Ariel could say to me!”

Ariel’s heart beat fast for a moment as you give her a passionate kiss on the lips.

“I love you!” She exclaims.

“You know… if we got married… I’d have twice as much sex with you!” you whisper in her ear.

“S-s..ex… twice as… Marry me! Let’s get married!” Ariel shouts, immediately changing her position on marriage.

“Your damn straight! When I get back we’re going to get married, go on a honeymoon, and I’m going to stick a baby in you!”

“Oh my!”

“I mean, I’m getting you pregnant, I’m not actually going to stick an infant into your vagina!”

“That sounds fun too!” Ariel gives a thumbs up while you sweatdrop. “I get to have another sister!”

“If it’s your baby, it’s not going to be your sister.” I explained, causing Ariel’s expression to drop. “That’s to say, you’re going to be the mother of my first son.”

“S-s-son.”

“Yeah… I figure it’s about time to make an heir. It’d be like a little me running around…”

“L-l-l-little you…” Ariel’s eyes brighten as she imagines it.

“You can’t fuck him…” I mutter as her expression turns lewd.

“Tsk!” Ariel turns with a pout. “What’s the point of having a little you if I can’t play with it! If it’s a daughter, can I play with her?”

“Uh… I don’t see why not? Does it check out with the readers? Yeah? As long as you don’t fuck other men, I guess it’s A okay.”

“Then, I’ll just have a daughter!”

You wear a tired expression, but you still feel a swelling of love as you look at the sexy Ariel. Honestly, you see Ariel being one of those overbearing mother bears who wouldn’t let her son out of her sight and makes him love her and only her. He’d truly grow up abnormal. Maybe siring you first son with her isn’t such a good idea.

As you sweat over how close your emotional declaration made in the moment came to causing you grief. Meanwhile, Ariel gives you a shy expression.

“So, what now, hero?”

“Haha! Isn’t that obvious? It’s time to rewrite history!”

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“Hey, Hannah!” I beckoned Hannah into the library.

Hannah made a cute squeak, but otherwise, with her head lowered, stepped into the room without question like a loyal sister. She was trying her hardest to not meet my eyes. However, as she came closer, her face grew more flushed and her breathing became more rugged. Her heart also seemed to be beating faster. The girl reacted simply to my presence, and I hadn’t even done anything yet!

“Y-y-yes, b-b-brother?” Hannah asked nervously.

“Ah, you know Madison is out today, right?” I said nonchalantly.

Hannah’s breath stopped for a second, and then she nodded. “I-I know…”

“You know Hannah, I’ve noticed you watching me lately. But you never come over to chat?” I said this in a pouty voice.

“T-th-that’s because of Madison!” Hannah responded tearfully, finally looking up with a cute pouty look.

“So, it’s a good thing Madison isn’t here today?”

“A-ah!” Hannah looked to the door like she wanted to escape, but in the end her feet didn’t move at all. “Th-that’s true…”

Hannah looked back down, frozen like a little lamb. I wanted to eat her right up, but I had to be patient. One step at a time, or I would cause this lamb to scamper away. Worse case, I would upset the tiger that was Madison, and have even greater complications.

“You know it’s my birthday, Hannah. Aren’t you going to wish me a happy birthday?”

“Ah! H-happy birthday, brother…” Hannah responded uncertainty.

“Are you going to have cake with mom and me?” I asked.

“I can?” This caused Hannah’s eyes to open excitedly.

My memories told me that in previous years the cake’s mom bought were usually shared between me and her alone. Mom had never baked me a cake before, so I didn’t know why this year was different. Anyway, being young and spoiled, I naturally didn’t want to share a cake with my sisters. Since there was no official celebration, my birthdays usually consisted of me eating cake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for a few days after until I got a bellyache. On the other hand, whenever my sister’s birthdays came, mom always made sure I got a slice of their significantly smaller cake. The discrepancy there was clear to see.

However, I had the mental age much older than the teenager I was now. I was more interested in a different kind of sweet. One of those sweets was right in front of me right now, and my teeth nearly ached just looking at it.

“Mm!” I gave a nod. “I’d be happiest if I could enjoy my birthday with everybody!”

Hannah could only look away while blushing, but she had a gorgeous smile on her face that told me that this was something that meant a lot to her. However, while I had been speaking to her, I had also been nudging closer to her. I was now only a step away from her. When she finally looked back up, she gasped realizing I was so close. However, before she could take a step back, I reached out a grabbed her hand, pulling Hannah over to me.

“Hannah, since it’s my birthday, will you be giving me my birthday present?”

“P-p-present?” Hannah looked like she wanted to pull away, but with me holding her hand and speaking of my Birthday, she just couldn’t bring herself to.

“Did you really not give me a present?” I asked, my voice turning disappointed. “From Hannah, I had been looking forward to it the most!”

Of course, presents were exceptionally rare on birthdays, so Hannah only grew more confused as I pressed her. She became extremely flustered over the sad expression I put on my face. Watching her grow worried and scared over my displeasure excited me greatly. Hannah was simply too much fun to tease. This month since Madison had been blocking us, I had truly been missing out. Well, nightly BJs were fun as well, so it was really a tradeoff.

“B-brother! I’m sorry. I didn’t!” Hannah responded tearfully, “If my brother wants a birthday present, I-I’ll go out… I have a little saved…”

Hannah started turning to try to leave, but I still wouldn’t let go. As soon as she tried to tug her wrist I pulled on her.

“Ah!” Hannah made a surprised cry as I pulled her over to me, spinning her so she was away from the door and her escape, her back now the to the bookshelf.

My hand grabbed her waist, and I pulled Hannah closer to me. Just a little closer, and her breasts would be pressing against my chest in a very unsisterly manner. The girl herself grew flustered and her face turned pink. I could feel her heart beating wildly out of control as she didn’t understand what was happening and couldn’t think properly.

“Then, since Hannah has no present, then doesn’t that mean Hannah has to give me a birthday kiss?” I asked innocently.

“A k-k-kiss?” Hannah grew even more flustered in my grip, not even trying to escape.

The idea of a birthday kiss was completely made up, but I said it with such conviction that Hannah herself didn’t even doubt it. In some ways, giving someone a kiss on their birthday makes sense, so Hannah was quickly coming to the conclusion that no matter how embarrassing this was, a kiss was proper for the situation.

“Well?” I asked with a grin, one hand on her waist and the other holding her hand, Hannah completely under my oppression.

“I-if it’s what brother wants… then…” Hannah didn’t bat around any longer, closing her eyes and smooching her lips in what would be a very innocent kiss.

Even then, her breathing was rugged and her body shook with nervousness. Although I had taken Hannah’s lips once already, this time she was offering them willingly for me. Letting go of her hand, I put mine on the back of her neck.

“Mm!” Hannah let out a surprised noise, but I didn’t give her time to pull back as I kissed her.

Rather than accept the peck she offered, my lips pushed against hers tightly. My tongue went on the offensive and invaded her mouth. Since this wasn’t the first time I had done this to her, Hannah was more prepared.

“Mmm… Mnnn…. Nnnn…” Hannah moaned, actually accepting my tongue this time.

Since this was the kiss brother wanted, Hannah had too little knowledge to anything but follow accordingly. Especially as her heart beat faster and her toes started to tingle. There was a bubbly burts of excitement coursing through Hannah as my tongue explored her mouth. My other arm also tightened, bringing her body against mine. Soon, her hands fell on to my sides with no other place to go, and Hannah could only cling to my hips while I continued to taste her honey lips.

As I kissed Hannah, I pushed her as well, and soon we ended up bumping right into the bookshelf.

“MMnnn!” Hannah let out a cry of surprise as she no longer could pull away from me.

My body pressed up against hers, trapping her between myself and bookcase. By this point, I was rock hard, and I knew that my erection was pressing against Hannah’s leg. It was undeniable that she didn’t realize my own excitement. However, I gave her no opportunity to protest, as my tongue attacked her tongue, which responded even if it didn’t grow more adventurous and left the sanctity of her own mouth.

With her body trapped, my hands became free to do what I wanted. Soon, I was touching Hannah, my hands moving up and down her body. One hand grabbed onto her side, feeling the baby fat of her abdomen, while the other hand started working its way up her shirt.

“Mmm… brother…” Hannah broke the kiss by turning her head, but she could only moan and breath out my name.

My hand reached her breast, which was protected by a bra. I immediately squeezed the fatty tissue with my fingers, enjoying the feel of my sister’s breast in my hand. She was much bigger than Madison, and her boobs were much more enjoyable to play with. They were not as big as moms, only around a C or D. I could probably slide my cock between them if we tried, but they didn’t have too much weight to them.

“Ahhhn….” Hannah moaned, “Please, brother…don’t…”

Although Hannah protested, she also didn’t move at all, her body already incredibly turned on by my own. At this rate, there was no stopping the two of us. Hannah’s body would be mine in short order. My hands would go from groping her chest to fingering her pussy. The clothing would come off, and soon I’d be inside my sister. Even Hannah was aware that this was where it was heading, but she was helpless to stop it. Her propriety as a sister told her to beg to stop, but she neither wanted to stop nor tried very hard to prevent my hands from attacking her.

I sucked lightly on Hannah’s neck while she panted, her flushed body heating up and her own sexual organs starting to engorge with lust as much as my own. Her own hands were not as aggressive as mine in her inexperience, but she moved them up and down my sides while she panted and moaned. Grabbing the bookshelf behind me, I used it to push myself into Hannah, effectively dry humping her clothed parts against mine. Hannah responded to this, her body starting to grind back. At that moment, my hand slipped and grabbed a book, which pulled out suddenly, causing me to take a step back.

Click!

The book pulled out as far as it could, and then stopped with a resounding click. A moment later there was a loud creek as a nearby bookcase swung open. Hannah jumped at first, her lustfulness being illuminated by the fear that a door was opening and the pair of you were about to be caught. By the time she realized no one was there, she had managed to regain some control of her thoughts, covering her body and turning away from me.

Meanwhile, I was distracted by the swinging bookcase, and failed to take control of Hannah. Within ten seconds, the moment and my ‘sure thing’ was ruined. By the time I turned back to Hannah, she had an expression on her face that told me the moment was over, and I wasn’t going to get her into that vulnerable position again so easily. I could only give a wry smile as Hannah refused to meet my eyes. Despite all of this, she didn’t leave either though, so I felt that this was at least some progress.

Since my progress with Hannah was interrupted, I decided to instead check the bookcase. Behind the bookcase appeared to be a hidden shelf. Hannah was also curious, and as I bent down to look inside, she couldn’t help but look over my shoulder with interest, even as her body still struggled to regain normal breaths and a proper composure.

“Wh-what’s inside?” Hannah asked, acting like what just happened hadn’t happened.

“Eh? Some documents? And some kind of disk?”

“Eh? A movie?” It was Hannah who pulled something from my hand that looked like a slightly elongated USB drive.

“Mo-movie?” It was the first time in this world I had even heard movies existed.

I had already come to the conclusion that we were in an alternative timeline to my old world, and that this world had gone through at least one industrial revolution. At the very least, electricity appeared to be a thing in this world. The books I read spoke of things such as cars and planes. However, it just as often mentioned things I didn’t understand, like holotapes and the escotericism movement. I still didn’t know the level of technological advancement. This mansion was truly an island that cut me off from the world until I turned sixteen. Only once Academy began would I start to understand.

“A… holotape?” I asked.

Hannah nodded at my word. “Mom doesn’t like the VS… she says it rots brains. That’s why we don’t get a lot of the cool stuff other families have.

“A… VS?” I shrugged.

“EH? Oh… I forget that brother doesn’t go outside the mansion. Mom’s afraid you’ll get kidnapped or get influenced by magpies and become a deviant. VS stands for a visual screen.”

Hannah explained politely while giving me a pitying look. I became too ashamed to ask what a magpie was. Aren’t they a bird or something? However, this was a different world with different slang, so this had to be something like lipstick lesbians, right?

“So, without a VS, we won’t know what’s on the tape?” I asked while shuffling through the papers left in my hand.

“Wait! Madison has a portable holotape player in her room! We can watch this!” Hannah said excitedly. “I’ll go get it!”

As she ran off, I allowed her to. In her excitement over this strange discovery, she had already forgotten about our previous exchange. I didn’t mind too much. I was wondering about this too.  What would a movie from this world truly be like? At the very least, Madison having her own portable holotape player, I wondered how much she had to beg mom to allow herself to have that. Perhaps it was because mom felt bad about a lot of the discrepancies between me and the girls.

As to the documents in my hands, I found a birth certificate for Madison, and a few other papers. They were mostly bills and things like that. The signature on them weren’t mom’s though. They were signed by Noah. That was the name of my father. That would mean this secret stash we found had been my father’s secret stash. It was likely my mother didn’t even know about it! Perhaps the video we found was actually dad’s porn!

I found myself giggling at the thought of Hannah suddenly being forced to watch people having sex. Then, that gave me even a wilder thought. Perhaps this was a homemade sex tape of mom and dad? Did they ever make a sex tape? I wouldn’t put it passed my mother. She was a woman who had managed to get a man into a monogamous relationship. You could never underestimate the extent she went to keep things interesting for him.

Hannah came back with her face showing some excitement. “I found it! Madison won’t mind if we use it! I’m sure!”

She sat down on the couch, and I sat down right next to her. Like when she was reading the erotic book, her mind was totally focused on the holoplayer in her hands. Therefore, she didn’t notice how close I sat to her, and didn’t react as my hand went on her leg in a very intimate way. The portable device she was holding looked a bit like a portable DVD player, except that there was no bottom disk tray. Instead, there was just the LCD screen, or should I call it a portable VS. The holotape slid into the side of the VS, somewhat like a controller would slide into a Nintendo Switch. At this point, I concluded that this world’s technology has to be somewhere close to my previous world.

The device turned on, and after a few moments, the video started. What we saw appeared to be a home video. It also appeared to be a bedroom, but rather than getting excited over a homemade sex tap, I got confused because the person’s face who filled up the screen was someone I didn’t recognize. It was an average-looking man, who looked about in his late teens, early twenties. He was moving the camera and seeming to place it on a dresser top. After looking back behind him and to the camera a few times her finally nodded and then gave the camera a wink.

This is the point when he stepped away, and we could see that he had lined up the view to be looking at the bed. On top of that, there was a woman on the bed. She seemed a little disheveled, her eyes droopy and partially closed. Her clothing was astray, her dress up and it looked rather lewd. This truly did have the looking of a homemade sex tape, except the woman wasn’t a willing participant.

“Morgan, say hi to the camera! Give it a wave!” The man said as he leaned over on the bed, poking the woman.

It was then that I finally focused on the face and realized they looked vaguely recognizable. They were much younger, only a few years older than Madison, but they were distinctly a woman that I knew.

“It’s mom!” Hannah gave a cry, her hand covering her mouth, clearly confused about where this tape had come from.

The flushed image of mother waved at the camera, however, her equilibrium seemed completely off. Her face was also flushed and her eyes were half closed. It was then that the expression hit me. Mom was completely drunk!

“Ah, look at you you little fox…” The man said, stroking mom’s head affectionately, “You want to fuck, don’t you?”

Mom barely even looked at the man, falling back down on the bed. He could only laugh as he reached over and started fondling mom’s breasts. Mom made cute little panting noises. They were the same kind of noises she made when I played with her breasts. This scene started to feel like mom was cheating on me. I had to take a few deep breaths. Hannah put her hand on mind and gave me a comforting look. It was only then that I realized I had been squeezing her leg harder than normal. This wasn’t mom now, this was something from her past. However, why did dad have this tape?

“Come on, let’s get your clothing off!” The man continued to tease mom, who didn’t really resist much as he stripped her to nothing. “Damn, you are a cutie. I’m going to enjoy popping your cherry!”

“I… I don’t understand… I thought it was dad who… did that…” Hannah blushed, but she still gave me a look to confirm her thoughts, and I could only respond with a shrug.

The man brought out his dick and pulled mom up, spreading her legs. “You ready to get filled with my man seed?”

“Mmm… Noah…” the words came from her lips.

Hannah and I could only look at each other, realizing that dad was already in the equation when this event happened. That made my heart feel somewhat complicated. However, the man on the screen gave an angry look.

“You… slut!” He growled. “You’ll pay for that.”

He shoved mom over harshly, putting her on her stomach. Then, he forced her backside up to her knees. No sooner did he line her up than he raised his palm and smacked her hard and the butt.

‘Aeee!” Mom let out a cry of pain.

However, the man didn’t stop. He spit on his palm and then did it again, and again. He started beating mom on camera. Mom let out cries and whimpers, even pulling away from his hand, but every time she did he would reposition her butt and do it all over again. Hannah had to look away and I could only bite my hand as this stranger beat my mother’s ass. She was too drunk to do much but take it, tears falling down her cheeks as she cried. Soon, her ass was glowing red, and the man was rubbing his hand which had grown sore from beating her.

“Well, whatever, I’m going to fill you with my seed anyway, so you should be thankful no matter what I do, right?”

He got his dick out, something smaller than my own, thankfully, and then lined it up and shoved it in. Hannah’s hand tightened on the screen, and this time I tried to give her comfort, but my heart was pounding just as much as hers. This tape was very hard to watch, and it still confused the both of us. It was only this confusion which kept us watching until the next scene.

I couldn’t see the dick penetrating my mom from the angle of the camera. However, I could see the pain and discomfort on mom’s face, which was turned towards the screen’s direction as he broke her hymen. I could see his thrusting hairy ass humping my mom from behind, clearly having her. Soon, mom started making panting noises.

“Ah… hah… hah… aaaaa…” Mom muttered in her half-asleep state.

“You got a great ass,” The guy moaned. “I’m already cumming. You ready to get pregnant?”

“Please… I want to get pregnant…” Mom instinctually moaned into her pillow, only responding to the words without even really understanding he context.

“Haha! You asked for it!” He laughed smugly.

Even in this situation, mom had strongly wanted to become pregnant, so from hearing the word, she responded by pure instinct.

The man let out moaning noises, thrusting in while releasing his seed and lewdly groping her ass. When he finished, he got up and moved to the camera, dragging it over. Soon, he was showing a closeup of mom’s backside. It was a view I was used to seeing, but at this moment the view made me a little sick. There was a bit of blood running down her leg, and also white stuff leaking out from her hole. He started fingering her pussy, showing the white stuff inside her.

“Look at that, Noah. You see? I fucked her first. That’s my baby matter in your princess. You-“

“Fucker!” There was shouting and the camera went haywire.

There sounded like a struggle between two people. Finally, the camera fell down. Through sheer luck, the angled view came from the bed face towards the door. There was a man standing, although with the camera on its side the entire image was tilted. This man was also someone I’d never met before, but I had seen him many times in pictures. This man was my father, Noah.

The other man was actually crouched on the floor. The view of him wasn’t good, but he looked like he was bleeding from his lip.

“You fucking bastard! I’ll kill you!” Noah screamed threateningly.

“Hey! What’s with the hostility? I’m just enjoying a piece of ass you didn’t want!” The other man still spoke cockily, despite the situation.

“You raped her! Oh god, I love her and you raped her! What did you think you were doing?”

“Rape? There is no such thing as a man raping a woman. They all want our seed, even she begged for it in the end. Love? Don’t give me that crap. I’ve seen you fucking all kinds of women as you led this girl around by her nose. What was I doing? I was freeing her from your lies!”

“B-bastard!” Noah looked away, but something about the look told me that the other man wasn’t lying either.

“Hey! We made a bet, right? You said you could make a girl fall in love with you by denying her sex. Congratulations. It was your name she moaned while I was giving it to her! You won here’s your money!” The man tossed somethin that looked like a wad of cash at Noah, but he didn’t move and it hit his leg and fell to the floor.

“…” Noah’s hands were tight and he was shaking, but he didn’t respond to the other man’s provocation.

“Look man, this girl was getting to you. We’re best buds, right? In the end, she’s no different than the hundreds of other women we’ve had. Hell, we’ve even shared a few! Now, this girls just like every other skank in this world. Why don’t you drop a load in her, come out with me to the bar, and we can have some drinks. I guarantee once she’s pregnant, this bitch will never call you again.” As he spoke, the other man stood, a grin on his lips. “That’s if she’s not already…”

He gave Noah a pat on the shoulder as he left the room, closing it behind him and leaving the powerless Noah behind. Meanwhile, Noah only stood there, shaking, as he looked down at the woman, still in doggie with her wet cunt dripping the other man’s spooge. As to mom’s face, her eyes were closed and it was clear she fell asleep like this. To make it worse, she even wore a little smile on her face, clearly oblivious that she had just been raped. It was truly a haunting image that destroyed mom’s appearance as an immaculate beauty.

He walked over to mom, even reaching down and touching his own groin for a second. It looked like he was about to pull it out and have his way with mom as well. Then, something caught his eye, that was the camera. His face distorted into a hateful expression.

“Arrrrrggghhhhhh!” The man reached down and grabbed the camera.

He lifted it up and threw, the camera suddenly cutting to static. That was how the image in the camera ended. The pair of us sat with our mouths open, continuing to stare at the static screen in silence for some time after that.

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With a wave of your hand, the two nobles on either side of Ariel burst into flames.

“Ahhhh! Ahhh! AHHHH!” The men scream as they flail around.

Ariel herself let’s out a shriek, scattering back to the head of the bed while desperately trying to shy away from the heat bursting out within the room. However, the fire burned hot, and it was only thirty second before the flames extinguished, leaving behind only two piles of ash. Ariel finally puts her hands down seeing the dead people. She lets out another shrill scream.

“Ahh! A Murderer! Guards!”

You begin to advance on her, deep rooted anger and hatred bursting forth from your body. To see Ariel like that, your mind has lost all reason.

“No!” Ariel’s eyes are terrified. “Please… stop… you can’t…”

Ariel tries to flee from you as you come up on the bed, shying farther and farther away until her back can’t move any more. However, you keep coming, red hot hatred filling your veins. How dare she steal your girl’s face! How dare she then tease you in such a brutal and hated fashion. Hate! You fucking hated this bitch!

Without a word, your burning eyes bore into her soul, while Ariel swung her hand, trying to scratch you. With your skin, it was impossible for someone of her ability to hurt you at all. Soon, your hands wrap around her neck, and you start to squeeze. Using magic to purify her of any trace of the other men, your dick pops out, and you immediately shove it into her slutty hole. Unlike your Ariel who had grown used to the feel of this monster, this girl’s eyes open and she cries out out as it tears her open.

However, with you on top of her, she can’t even struggle if she wants to. She is frozen, staring at you wide eyed as you start to pump your hips into her, raping this slutty whore for all she is worth. As you thrust away, you find yourself squeezing tighter and tighter. Soon, her face turns red, and the extra stimulation seems to cause her pussy to tighten around your cock satisfactorily, but you feel little happiness here.

You keep staring at her as her face grows redder and redder, your dick pounding away, fucking the life out of this bitch. Your hate seems to only grow more. Every thrust brought thoughts of her banging other nobles. Soon it isn’t just her. You imagine Grimhilde, Tiana, even Snow White. Every girl is cheating on you! You hate it! You hate this feeling! This was all this fucking noble’s faults.

“C-c-c-c-can’t br-br-“ That is all she can get out as her eyes start popping.

Still, your hands grow tighter and tighter. The tighter your hands get, the more her pussy seems to swell. You find yourself cumming just as the life leaves her eyes. There is finally a low gasp as you shoot a load into her. It is the kind of load that would have made a baby, had the woman been alive to take it. Regrettably, her life ends right there. No sooner did you stumble off of her than another shout catches your attention.

“You monster! What have you done to my daughter!” The king who summoned you saw this mess and charges towards you, even though he is old and frail and looks like the sword he pulled out would knock him over just from the weight.

You knock him to the side, causing him to fall unconscious. A moment later, guards start rushing in, so you kill them too. Meanwhile, the corpse on the bed grows colder and colder. The world feels like it is trembling. No, it is trembling.

There is some kind of earthquake, but you don’t think you started it. Rather, you’re still focused on your own wrath. You’re hateful. You hate this all. It’s not just the bitches’ fault, it’s this entire human realm. It is these bastards who run around swapping partners. It is these bastards who freely fuck anyone and everyone. It is these bastards whose wives are all whorish cheaters. They had corrupted Tiana, sheltered Ariel, left Aurora wanting. You hated humans. All humans!

“Fuck the human realm.” You mutter just as you kill the last guard.

You teleport your girls back to the mansion, but as for the city, it explodes in a mushroom cloud with you as the center. You collapse as the feeling of a 50 Megaton blast shoves you to the ground, but you barely even feel the intense heat and destruction. As to the married women that you had been enjoying for the last few weeks. None of them remain.

When the smoke finally clears, you stand in a giant crater where the Capital once existed. On the outskirts of the crater, there are a few buildings left standing, but not many. In a flash, a million some people are dead, with you standing at the epicenter. This is when you notice that despite the explosion being finished, the ground is still shaking. In fact, the tremors are getting worst and worst. The sky has also turned red, and the sun looks black hanging in the sky.

“What the fuck?” You murmur in a daze.

Suddenly, there is a buzzing in your ear. It is magic, someone is trying to use some kind of magic on you. You think of blocking it, but instead, your state of mind is simply not giving a fuck, so you let the message through.

“M-my love! What have you done?” The words suddenly came through crystal clear, it is Grimhilde’s voice talking.

“Huh?”

“The world, my love, the world is ending!”

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After the girls all force you to satisfy each and every one of them, you finally escape from the clutches of a sweaty pile of woman flesh and make your way to a shower. It’s the next morning and you immediately head out to breakfast. However, on your way there, you run into an unexpected person.

“Eh? Experiment #626, what are you do here?”

The woman is blushing and looking somewhat fidgety. “C-creator, have you forgotten about me? You haven’t given me any new assignments of recent. I need it really bad.”

“Ah… o-of course not…” You turn your head with a grimace.

You absolutely had forgotten about the Experiment you’d brought over to service Reginald. She must have been waiting on the boat for the last two days without any love. You don’t really feel bad, she’s a sex doll after all. For all intent and purposes, she should just wait in a closet until you need her, but the way she’s looking at you while fidgeting with her lower lip puffed out in a pout is very adorable. She’s actually quite a cute little sex doll, you did a good job when making her.

With a sigh, you pat her on the head, meanwhile delivering the best orgasm spell again, thus relieving her. Once again, her expression relaxes like a smoker who just lite up his first cigarette all day. Her panties grow soaked and even a few drips fall from her skirt and land on the carpet.

“Ah! Sorry, my carpet is all wet…” Experiment #626 only grins rather than looking guilty.

For a second you want to push her down before you stop yourself. This is just a sex doll! It’s been used only God knows how many times by goblins. She is not harem material. There are literally thousands of other girls just like her.

“Creator… please don’t forget about me again.” The sex doll begs.

“Errr… actually… I do have some purpose for you, now that I think about it.”

“Yes, creator, I’ll do anything for you… or to you…” she gives a wink.

You ignore the suggestive tone of her voice, “Well, there has been someone going around impersonating my harem. I think it’s connected to whoever this Ariel is. I need you to infiltrate the mansion as a maid. Do whatever you have to, but find out the truth.”

“Isn’t this a more suitable job for your spy?” Experiment #626 frowned.

“My what now?”

“You have that spy? Rapunzel, right?” Experiment #626 responds dryly.

“Rapunzel? The squirrel girl? She’s a spy!?”

A certain squirrel girl sneezes suddenly. She’s in front of a pile of naked women, crying that she was absent for all the sex, missing her chance at losing her virginity once again. Why was Rapunzel so unlucky!

“How do you not know this? Haven’t you been following the plot up until now?”

“This novel has a plot!?”

“Jeese… Creator… you need to follow along better…”

“Only about as good as any of the other readers.” You shrug. “So, I skim through most of the story and just pay attention to the ero parts…”

“The ero parts are just the same sexual organs being flapped together with wet noises and the ‘Mmm’ and the ‘Nnn’ you’ve read a million times! I don’t understand the appeal!”

“That’s rich coming from the sex doll addicted to orgasms!”

“!?” Experiment #626 shakes their head in disbelief. “Well, either way, if you’d been following along, Rapunzel has espionage experience!”

You nod, ignoring the previous conversation. “It’s true, but Rapunzel is also a potential target. Since someone is seeking to duplicate my harem, you’re the person I can trust the most.”

“Re-really?” The sex dolls suddenly looks a bit shy.

“Yeah, I mean, I really don’t care if I hear rumors about you fucking the nobles. Your just a goblin sex toy!” You give her a thumbs up.

“Ooooh… you!” She puffs out her cheeks and looks upset before turning her back on you. “I’ll do as you ask. But I want the spell once a day! That’s how you’ll know I haven’t been duplicated, only the real me would be as horny as you made me to be!”

“Eh….” You aren’t quite sure why she’s upset, but you can only shrug and move past it. “Very well… uh… thanks?”

“Hmph!” The sex doll storms off, leaving you a little confused.

You shrug and move on to breakfast. The day moves forward quickly and you find the time to meet Ariel has grown near. Well, it’s finally time to find out the answer to the questions about who this woman is. At the very least, you can break her in a second time for funsies.

Heading to the room, you hear some weird noises. There is yelling coming from her room. You hear a slap followed by a yelp. Having been distracted, your mind isn’t thinking clearly, so you instinctively push into the room. Your pupils shrink as you take in the sight before you.

Ariel… your Ariel… is on all fours naked on the bed. One of the noble men, you don’t remember who, is fucking her from behind while spanking her ass. A second noble man is in front, and Ariel is sucking his cock.

“Y-you…” you’re speechless at the sight.

Ariel spits the small cock out of her mouth and winks at you. “Oh, you finally came? You took too long to be first, but would you like to join in. This princess loves cock!”

Your rage explodes, and the world goes red with blood.

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Since I release twice a week now, I figure it makes more sense to release on Tuesday and Friday than Wednesday and Friday. So Expect the next release on Friday.

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“Guh! It tastes weird again.” Madison muttered after spitting my cock out of her mouth, working the weird taste in her throat.

“It must be my new bathsalts.” I panted. “It doesn’t… taste bad, does it?”

“Mm… No… just salty… and something else…” Madison shook her head very lightly before wrapping her lips on my cock once again.

It had been a month since Madison first visited my bedroom. True to her word, every night she snuck into my bedroom and sucked me off before bed. As the procedure turned into routine, she had even opened up slightly. The rules seemed to hold for the most part, but on this particularly night, my hands were up her shirt where they fondled her pert breasts. They were only a size B, but they were magnificent little things with tiny little nubs that were surprisingly sensitive. As I squeezed them, I could feel Madison moaning around my cock. Her face was flushed, and it was clear she was much more aroused than she usually was during our encounters.

As for the taste that Madison complained about, of course, earlier that day I had creampied mother. Her wet juices had dried on my cock, and I didn’t bother to clean up. So, when Madison came for me at night, she naturally got a mouthful of mother’s spunk. It further excited me imagining my unsuspecting sister tasting her mother’s pussy unintentionally. Of course, this had happened a few times now, and Madison was growing suspicious. So, I had to come up with something about changing the bathsalts in my baths.

Madison had bought the bluff, and thus my day often included molesting my mother, and then letting my sister clean it all up. I was steadily opening mom up to the possibility of anal too. She had never been pressured into it by dad, but she was definitely curious about it. I wondered what expression Madison would make when she tasted Mom’s ass on my cock! She’d definitely need to clean it all up thoroughly!

“Ah, shit, I’m cumming!”

I had let my own excitement grow, and ended up blowing my load in only five minutes. Over the course of the month, Madison had improved her blowjob form massively, but even so this was an embarrassment. It wasn’t all my fault though. By touching her boobs, Madison had grown hornier and more aggressive as well. Her mouth had gotten used to the feel of my cock, and she could incorporate more into her mouth. Now, she could bring in about five inches before she started to gag. Furthermore, she finally figured out how to use her hand, stroking it up and down the shaft whenever she took a breath to keep up the stimulation. She had also grown bolder, and didn’t freeze or slip every time I moved or made a noise.

After swallowing everything down like always, Madison removed her lips. “Don’t swear!”

It was a little silly to be reprimanded by my sister while she sucks me off, but whether she realized it or not, this intimate contact, no matter how much she mentally distanced herself from the act, had slowly brought us together. She was treating me more like a little brother now than she ever had before we started engaging in regular nightly activities. She was even talking to me now, although most of the time it was to chastise me for something she didn’t like.

“Yes, my lovely sister.” I responded.

Madison stood up and wiped her mouth off, only muttering a noise of affirmation. “Mm.”

However, Madison’s face was still very flushed, and I could see that she was very aroused. A part of me considered pushing her down right now. I eventually planned to have her, but I wasn’t sure if doing it now would be a mistake. Perhaps, I should push her just a little.

“Sis-“

“Tomorrow, I won’t be able to come. I’m registering for the Academy, so I’ll be gone all day. Don’t touch Hannah or… or… or… “ Madison’s face reddened until she could no longer meet my eyes. “Or, I won’t do that anymore.”

As for Hannah, I did as Madison commanded and kept my distance. Interestingly enough, it was Hannah who started following me around the house. She never got close, or Madison would have been angrier, but I often made visits in the library, and I’d notice Hannah peaking in from a crack in the door. I’d also noticed when Madison caught her and yelled at her to leave me alone. Unlike like me, Madison had nothing to offer Hannah to get her to behave though.

“Not tomorrow?” I said in a slightly whiny voice. “But tomorrow is my birthday.”

“I know!” Madison’s expression darkened. “That’s why I let you… touch… m… nevermind!”

Madison turned away with a huff. She had let me touch her boobs, but she hadn’t expected it to feel so good. A month of sucking my cock had turned a gross act into something sexually stimulating, and added with my fondling, and Madison was going crazy. She didn’t know if she could contain herself if she stayed too much longer. Thus, she fled the room quickly.

I chuckled to myself as I went off to sleep. I had no intention of leaving Hannah alone tomorrow. With Madison gone, I had an ample opportunity to see just what my dear youngest sister is so curious about.

Come morning, I received my breakfast tray at the door as always. It was almost like I was living in a ritzy hotel. Well, our family was to the point that we’d never do anything like eat together in a dining room, so it was more comfortable anyway to eat in my room. Once I was done, I went looking for mom. If I was going to put the moves on Hannah, I wanted a clear head without the baby batter coming in to things. My teenage hormones truly were difficult to deal with.

Mom wasn’t in her room. Upon pulling over a maid, I was surprised when she said mom was in the kitchen. My mother never did the cooking. In fact, I wasn’t even sure my mother could cook. I immediately raced off to the kitchen. When I peeked my head in, I found my mom working at the table with an apron on. I was only a little disappointed that the apron was over clothing. If mom was doing a naked apron thing right now, I’d have jumped her instantly.

Mom finally noticed I was peaking in. “Ah! Honey! Don’t look!”

She covered what she was working on, which only caused me to frown slightly. She had a little bit of white powder on her pink apron, and she looked really cute. Instantly, my urge to tease my mother rose.

“Eh? What is it?” I asked curiously, pushing into the kitchen forcefully.

“Baby… I… I’m making you a birthday cake. Can’t you be good and wait for the surprise!” Mom responded tearfully, a look that showed she truly was putting all she had into making something nice for me.

Suddenly, I felt bad for pushing my way in. However, I couldn’t really see what she was working on, so I’d still be surprised. However, as she approached me, I noticed some frosting on her nose. Just as she made it in reach, I went to my tippy-toes and licked the frosting off!

“Ah! You naughty boy…” Mom gives me a flirtatious look completely inappropriate for a mother to give a son.

“It’s my birthday… can we…”

While mom tried to push me out of the kitchen, I gave her a begging look. For mom’s part, she looked genuinely tempted. After our affair had gone on for over a month, any reservations she had towards having sex with her son had disappeared. She was slowly becoming bolder and bolder, even approaching me on occasion when she got horny enough. The sex drive of a MILF who hadn’t enjoyed sex in thirteen years exploded, and mom could be quite lewd and demanding at times.

“Oh… honey, I really want to, but it’ll have to be later…”

I gave mom the puppy-dog eyes, the next lineup in looks I had developed to tease my family. While it occasionally worked on Madison, it was super effective on mom. She looked back at the kitchen, then at me, her lips pursed as she considered her options.

“Please… I’m hard now.”

“Ah… sweetie… fine… but it’ll just be a blowjob for now, okay?” Mom couldn’t resist my pleading.

“Okay…” I gave a disappointed look. “But only if mom does whatever I want later!”

“AH?” Mom gave a blush, but then calmed down. “D-deal…”

She pulled me to the side, looking around to make sure we had privacy as she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen. Likely, she had thoughts like ‘He’s just a kid, how perverse a thing could he really come up with?’. If mom knew I was looking to pop her butt cherry, she’d probably not have agreed so quickly. Some of what I learned in this world is that anal was not common. Women only wanted to have sex to have babies, so while anal was known, it was a fringe act, put on the outskirts of sexually activity, and usually attributed to lipstick lesbians and deviants.

Mom freed my pecker from its drawers, and looked at it admiringly for a moment. “My, it’s getting bigger I think. I can’t believe you’re only thirteen.”

Those words made me exceptionally happy, which caused it to twitch in mom’s hands. Mom took that as permission to start, and opened her mouth with an ‘ah’ before engulfing my dick. Mom was way better at this kind of thing than Madison. Even after a month of daily blowjobs, mom was still the dick sucking pro! She had just the right pressure on her fingers, her tongue, and her lips, to drive the maximum stimulation from my glands.

She worked sloppily and noisily, taking all six inches and sucking it down to the root. She didn’t seem to have too much of a gag reflex, and never hesitated to deepthroat it when she could. Why mom was so good sexually likely had to do with her own insecurities with dad. Since he chose to be in a monogamous relationship with her when no one would fault him for spreading his seed, she practiced relentlessly to do things no other woman could do. Countless hours were likely spent deepthroating a dildo until she could do it proper.

“Mmm… mmmm… slll… slurp…” Mom made moaning and humming noises as she sucked away happily, almost oblivious to the world around her.

I wondered if a maid lady did walk in, if mom would even realize it at this moment. That’s how focused she was on satisfying my cock. She was truly a pro. She was also quite loud. Any maid passing by in the hallway would easily be able to hear the slurping noises. It was mind boggling that they we weren’t caught yet. In fact, it was likely we had been seen by some of the maids, but as family loyalists, they chose to look the other way.

All of mom’s experience was released on my cock, and naturally I couldn’t last all that long. Within five minutes, I was blowing my load into her mouth. Mom gulped it down hungrily. When my cock finally started to soften, she let it fall from her lips and stood up, wiping her lips with her fingers. She looked over at me with a smile, a naughty light in her eyes. She was very turned on right now, and if she didn’t have my cake to finish, it was likely that she would push me down right here on the kitchen floor.

Instead, mom resisted her feminine urges, turning to the side and grabbing something from a nearby counter. She handed me the item.

“Here, honey, it’s a birthday gift.”

“Ah?” I was a little surprised.

This world didn’t celebrate birthdays as over the top as my world. While cake was the norm, parties and presents were not. That’s why I pushed so much to get sexual favors from mom, because it was unlikely I’d see anything else in the way of presents. This was also the same reason Madison didn’t feel the need to celebrate my birthday here. When a family unit usually consisted of a woman and her single child, birthdays just didn’t seem as meaningful.

“It’s customary to give it out on your thirteenth birthday.” Mom said encouragingly. “Open it.”

I opened the present revealing some thick book, and immediately had to fake a smile. “Ah, thanks mom!”

Mom chuckled. “It’s the holy scriptures. Every man should read it once in their lives. I don’t believe we have a copy in the library, so this is for you. Why don’t you run off to the library and try reading, you may like it. When I finish the cake, we can have some. Afterwards… maybe you can have… me?”

Mom gave a flirtatious look while lifting the bottom of her apron. I rolled my eyes, feeling for a moment like a teenage boy embarrassed by his silly mother.

“That apron thing only works if you’re not wearing anything underneath.” I explained.

Mom dropped the apron and gave a frown. I picked up the book, waved it with a thanks, and then headed for the library. Just as I hit the door, I heard mom muttering to herself.

“Maybe next year, I should bake the cake naked… I wonder if he’d like that.”

He would! However, I decided not to say anything as I left. I made my way to the library and immediately opened up the book. The holy scriptures weren’t written like the bible. In this world, there was only English, and English had somehow remained unchanged in thousands upon thousands of years. Therefore, the book read more like a modern English history book. However, it was surprisingly saucy. This world’s religion and history seemed to be one, and that one thing this history spoke of was a history of sex and violence. Soon, I was wrapped up in the narrative the book told.

In the beginning, the world was in chaos. The great demon god reigned supreme, and the world of man desperately fought against the demons, who raped and murdered the women of this world. This is where the story seemed to offer two paths. Some believe that it was men who were the demons who raped and harassed women, particularly lipstick lesbians. Most believed the story offered in this book, that the men were guardians who protected the women.

Then the demons began some sort of great purge, intending to wipe out all humans as a sacrifice to their demon god.  At this point, the Great God descended on the world, and flooded it with the waters of life. Who this great God was? The story was vague. The closest thing to an identity was a single line, ‘I am You’. I had no clue what that means. Perhaps it’s some silly crap about how god really resides in all of us.

Whoever he was, he seemed to come as fast as he left. However, the result of his touch on this world released a massive tsunami. These waters destroyed all demons and exorcised the demon god from this world. Unfortunately, they destroyed all men as well. This resulted in an age known as the age of peace. Although monsters still roamed the world, humanity steadily gained a foothold. Without men, all births occurred as a result of baptisms, where women were blessed with the waters of life.

What the hell do they think the ‘waters of life’ are, is that spooge? I thought disdainfully

Over time, the reign of humans started to become threatened. A new enemy, the creature called the demon lord appeared, and while demons were a thing of the past, they created demihumans by magically blending monster and human blood. In the absence of any real demons, demihumans and tamed monsters formed the demonlord army.

So, magic does exist in this world, as well as demihumans?

The Holy Scriptures seemed to support this. However, the bible also spoke about miracles and unicorns, so whether magic and demihumans existed in modern times, I didn’t really know. Either way, the demolord’s army began to invade humanity, attempting to conquer the world and end the reign of woman. On top of that, humanity had passed its peak. The waters of life had dried out, and new babies were becoming rarer and rarer.

That was when the Great God sent his only son. Some say he was born from the last drop of the water of life. Some say he was born from a virgin womb. Some say he was dropped down by Heaven itself. The only thing that was certain was that a man was born in a world made up only of women. The Scripture saays he spent the first 17 years of life cross dressing as a woman. However, as the demon lord threat grew, he finally revealed himself to the world. He gathered 12 apostles, the Twelve Greats. They were beautiful and powerful women, all of them, and he used them to defeat the armies of monsters.

Upon invading the castle, he found that the demon lord was actually a woman, who had grown angry and spiteful from a life without men. The man sacrificed himself, giving his seed to the demon lord. It was she who would bare his first child. The books acted like this was a great sacrifice… but didn’t he just fuck a cute goth chick? Anyway, after that, he impregnated his twelve apostles. Six of them had boys, while the other six had girls. Thus, men had been reintroduced into the world of women.

The six boys grew to become the six pillars of the world. Meanwhile, their father continued to venture this planet known as Gaia, seeding the world wherever he went. It was when the last male child her bore was just reaching age six when the man was betrayed.

One of his loyal apostles, Juda, had grown jealous of her child’s father constantly sleeping around with other women, and further angry that she herself had only produced a female child. Thus, she plotted with the Queen of a nearby nation, who wished to capture him and use him as a seed carrier. If she controlled his seed, she controlled all future population growth. In essence, she’d rule the world.

She succeeded in capturing the man and his six sons, despite the protests of his followers. Soon, she created a baby making factory, milking the man for all his semen, while keeping the six sons until they finished maturity. It was the queen herself who took his seed first to create an heir to her throne. Her plan worked well, and soon she sold semen at exorbitant prices, while only she and the women she selected were allowed to enjoy the flesh of the man and his elder sons.

Her reign lasted ten years, and in those ten years, nearly one million male babies had been born from his seed. Then, the son of God died. His death was mysterious and sudden. Some believe he was sucked dry. Others believe he killed himself. A few believe he escaped and lives to this day. What is certain is that his disappearance was accompanied by the plague. It wiped out every living male except the six pillars, including the queen’s own heir. After the plague came a period of turmoil spread across the helpless world.

With her domain recoiling from her loss of control and power, the desperate Queen slept with each of the six pillars, starting with the oldest, who was twenty-two at the time. However, each pregnancy turned out to be a female baby. She killed each pillar in turn when he failed to make a male heir for her. It was finally down to the youngest pillar, Somala, who was only sixteen years of age when the woman claimed his seed.

It was the final pillar who succeeded and impregnated her with a boy. Finally having the heir she wanted, the queen died in childbirth. With her death, the last pillar was released as her empire crumbled around her. His son was the future heir of the fallen throne. Father and son united and created the modern edict, as well as these Holy Scriptures as a guide for the future.

This explained why sixteen was considered the age of consent as well as why they felt men needed to give their seed early and frequently or they’d lose fertility. The tragic story of the fallen queen also explained why men would always have the power to choose who received their seed. The pillar had many children before he died, both male and female. However, his first son, and all children who followed, only had one male child for every 1000 born. This is what began the modern age.

The story continued after this, starting to talk about the King, the last pillar’s son, and what he did. However, a noise interrupted me from the book and I had no choice but to look up. Immediately, a naughty look shrouded my face. The person who popped by was exactly the person I wanted to see. When she realized I noticed her, Hannah immediately made a squeak and hid behind the door. However, she didn’t run away, so I still had to opportunity to spend some quality time with my little sister. I had no intention of leaving it at this!

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As you storm down the hallways, servants who catch a glimpse of you instantly turn the other way. Your collar alarm does not go off. As for Merida, she’s currently in a dojo-like room the mansion has where she is practicing with Snow White. She certainly doesn’t look like she had just been fucking another man, and nothing with your collar seemed to suggest as much either. What the fuck is going on?

You kick open the doors with a bang, just as Snow White and Merida are starting to square off. Mushu and Kida are all there as well, while Rapunzel must be off with other responsibilities. Everyone is surprised by your sudden entrance, and four pairs of eyes are on you.

“Merida!” You shout angrily, unable to control the rage bubbling in your voice.

“Eh? Daddy?” Merida gives you a questioning look.

“Tell me honestly. Is it true? Did you go have sex with a nobleman?”

There are four sudden gasps. Even Snow White looks at you with shock, completely surprised by this question. Meanwhile, Merida’s eyes open wide in shock. Her hand goes to her mouth. Then her eyes narrow. Her hands turn to fists. Her face turns from pink, to red, to purple and then back. Her entire body starts trembling. Within five seconds, the entire room drops several degrees in temperature. The rage on your face seems to be nothing compared to the sudden rage emanating from her. Her bloodlust had reach palpable levels. Snow White even takes a step away from her, eyeing her nervously.

“Who?” Merida asks, her breath practically blowing out steam. “Who dares spread these rumors?”

“So, you’re saying it’s not you?” You confirm.

Upon seeing your wooden face, Merida’s eyes relax and she runs up to you, instantly hugging you tearfully. “N-never! I would never! E-even if my queen ordered it, I would tell her no! I swear it.”

You finally begin to calm down. Of course, you knew it wasn’t her, but you just needed to hear the words. Seeing her react emotionally to this accusation is already making you feel better. However, that means that somebody is screwing with you. They put a shred of doubt into your heart, and that makes you incredibly angry.

“A-and the rest of you?”

Snow White snorts with her arms crossed. “Does the warrior think I’d find any other man worthy of this great queen?”

“There is no other man for me…” Kida responds shyly.

“Mate with someone who isn’t my sister? What do you take me for!” Mushu gives a disgusted look.

“Well…” you push forward, still feeling a little unease in your heart. “The nobles here all seem to like swapping wives. What if I told you to go sleep with another man for me. Would you-“

Shing!

You are blinded by a silver flash. Suddenly, you notice two blades at your neck. One blade is drawn from Merida, who was on your right, and the other from Snow White, who is on your left. Of course, you could have caught and deflected the blades, but you had instinctively known they weren’t going to cut you. Still, the chilliness from ten female eyes staring at you make you shiver against the cold steel.

“Would daddy treat the mother of his child with so little respect?” Merida’s voice sounds completely cold and devoid of emotion.

“Do you think this Queen an animal to be shared?” Snow White adds, her voice furious.

Afraid to gulp less they cut your throat, you mutter. “O-of course not! I was just making a joke! It was a bad joke!”

Two blades are withdrawn, and the cold atmosphere dissipates fast enough to give you whiplash. Merida is looking up at you with doey eyes and a big smile like I the previous moment didn’t happen at all. She presses her chest against your arm affectionately and looking up at you with starry eyes. However, as she grabs hold of you, she suddenly starts getting rather handsy. You’re rather anxious and uncertain at the moment, showing the four girls in front of you a completely different side. It’s rare you’ve ever shown and emotional vulnerability.

However, your in a room with a bunch of hunters and predators. These are the roughest women in your harem, and when they see weakness, naturally their predatory instincts can help but make them pounce. Snow White puts her sword up and gives you a smack on the bottom, squeezing once while looking appreciate.

“This vulnerable side of warrior I like as well. Mm… your butt is firm. I approve!” Snow White nods while shamelessly feeling you up.

Kida’s eyes brighten. “We do have him alone in this dojo… Perhaps we need some team practice?”

The sudden turn of events is making you dizzy. Even the other girls are looking at you while licking their lips. Had the suddenness of today’s news not caught you so off guard and made you emotionally vulnerable, this kind of situation wouldn’t have arisen. While you look on teary eyed, four gladiators are starting to eye you hungrily like a fat rabbit served in their dish. You regrettably have walked right into a pen with feral beasts.

Surrounded by wolves, somehow, the situation becomes reversed from the typical norm. You are pushed down roughly by four very strong warriors who began to rip off your clothing and have their way with you while you are emotionally vulnerable and unable to resist. They take every advantage, and soon you are smothered in sweaty muscular women.

“Aaahhhhn… Mmmm… Aiii…. C-c-c-cummmming!” That is you saying that, but it won’t be the last time that night, the girls won’t allow it!

The last thought as you’re buried alive in woman flesh, So… they do know teamwork after all…

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“Hu-hu-husband!” Keri let’s out a shout of surprise.

You’re on top of Keri still. Her legs are spread and bend on either side. Your cock is deep inside her, and after just cumming, white stuff is leaking from the cracks between your cock and her pussy. As you pull your lips away, there is even a strand of saliva connecting your mouths. Your hands are on her tits. Hers are grabbing your sides. You’re both butt naked. Basically, there is no chance you can claim to have slipped or fell on her. No hint of ambiguity between what the pair of you are doing.

“I’m sorry! You’re still going!” Keri’s husband suddenly apologies while scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “Well, you are a young man, I suppose you have a stamina that lasts a little longer than mine. Oh, don’t mind me, please finish up.”

The pair of us stare at him in confusion. The man himself doesn’t seem even the least bit perturbed to find his wife in the middle of sex on their bed. In fact, he almost seems apologetic for interrupting. Naturally, this confuses you greatly. You’d have thought you were being pranked if his wife didn’t appear to have the same confusion herself.

“A-actually, we’re just finishing up.” You respond hesitantly, pulling out of Keri.

“Good lord, man… that thing is gigantic!” The man points at your dick. “Keri, my wife, you seriously had that in you? Are you alright?”

For a moment, the man seems worried, clearly taken aback by the size of that thing. He looks anxiously at his wife’s pussy as the cock-shaped hole made by your dick gapes open hungrily. Her stretched out pussy is only just starting to close back up, gushing out cum lewdly as it does. He walks up to Keri in bed, looking down at her sternly.

“Ah… it hurt husband… it’s nothing like yours…” Keri lies, sitting up and giving her husband a tearful hug, while shooting an apologetic look over his shoulders at you.

“What’s going on?” Her mouth words out soundlessly.

“I don’t know!” You respond with a shrug, just as silently.

Keri finally let’s go of her husband, who gives a laugh. “Well, it’s not like I don’t understand. No wonder you can entice someone as well and doubt as Merida. With a cock your size, suddenly all your lady friends make sense! However, most women who aren’t savages from the Outlands don’t appreciate a cock so pick it hurts! My wife likes it just the right size, my size, right honey?”

“O-of course dear…” Keri responds, rolling her eyes and making a face that he doesn’t turn back to see.

“I might have to leave this as a onetime thing. I don’t want my wife getting all stretched out and desensitized, you understand?”

“Ah… yes…” You agree, even though you have no clue what it going on, but decide to keep him talking until you figure it out. “So, you like Merida then?”

The noble gave a smirk as if he was waiting for that question. “Absolutely! Her boobs are so soft and round. They’re like perfect pillows. Oh! And her pussy is delicious to the taste! She blushed when I stuck it in, but boy was she a wild one in the sack!”

“I’m sorry, what?” All humor left your eyes as you ask in a deadpan voice.

The noble didn’t seem to hear, still talking while chuckling. “I’d have gotten upset that you came inside my wife, but I have to tell you, with Merida I just couldn’t hold back, I blew my load inside her twice! Afterwards, she even put my thing in her mouth and cleaned it up. Even Keri here won’t do that for me! Eh… you might not want to kiss her for a day or two.”

He gave Keri a nudge, but the humor on her face was also lost. This seemed to be the first time she is hearing of this arrangement too. In her mind, her husband is just openly admitting he cheated on her. However, considering he just caught her cheating on him, it made the look on her face complicated. She didn’t know if she should be angry that he so casually slept with another woman, or relieved that he’s not holding her own infidelity against her.

“What the hell are you talking about?” you demand, anger tinging your voice.

The noble finally realized the mood was a little odd, but he could only look on with confusion. “What do you mean? Us swapping women? I have to admit, I was surprised when you sent Merida to my door saying she’d have me while you enjoyed my wife, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the exchange!”

What…the… FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!

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Since you likely ignored the many times I reassured you this is not going to be NTR, I’ll say it again. It’s not NTR. But I swear to god, one of you puts the comment saying “Oh man, I can’t believe this is NTR” or asking “NTR?”, then I’ll do it. You’ve seen me do it before. I change the story all the time in response to your freaking comments. You don’t believe me? I’m crazy! I don’t give a fuck! I’ll NTR your whole god-damned harem! I’m a writer on the edge! Don’t make me burn this story to the ground in a Netorary blaze of glory.