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“So… Elena… this is really how we’re going to spend our date?”

“Shh… You’ll scare her away sweetheart.”

The pair of you are waiting in a bush as an elaborate trap, basically a box, a stick, and pull string, is placed in the park. After hearing about a certain squirrel girl who was running around naked in the park, scaring the residents of Riun, it got out among your harem what happened during your date with Aurora.

“How could you just abandon her out there.” Megara had chided with tears in her eyes upon bursting in your room with a bunch of the other girls.

You pull your dick out of Aurora, who was on her side in a pregnancy safe position. Fortunately, you had just cum in her, and Aurora herself had enjoy many healthy female ejaculations.

“Well, she was really fast and I didn’t care that much.” You respond.

“Really? I thought my love would be happy to indoctrinate her into his harem.”

“Ok, you know what, first thing, indoctrinate? What the hell kind of show do you think I’m running. Second, she’s a fucking squirrel. Not a demi-human, a literal squirrel, with the exact intelligence of a squirrel.”

“You could always just give her a better mind.”

“Yeah? And then what? She’d be basically a sex doll, not any more interesting then all of those automatons down in the basement fucking the goblins. Face it, she’s either a squirrel, in which case, I’d just be a squirrel fucker, or she’s just some personality I made up, in which case, I’d just be fucking myself.”

“Sweetheart! We can’t just let her out there. She’s all alone. Naked and scared.”

“Ah! Elena! Why are you crying?”

“It’s just… I remember what it’s like, a demi-human, on the streets, just trying to survive…” She bawls, looking at you pleadingly.

“She’s literally just a squirrel…”

However, Elena uses the date card and now you had to find the squirrel girl. Elena insistesthat she would take good care of the squirrel, so you don’t see anything wrong with helping her in this way. Oh, you could just summon the squirrel girl instantly with a spell, but where’s the fun in that. It is cuter watching Elena give it her all. Plus, she is on all fours right now, her butt sticking out the back of a bush. As she watches the trap, her tail lashes back and forth across her tight buttocks. It’s very erotic.

Except, that appearance, her eyes focused, her tail lashing, it reminds you of something else. It reminds you of a cat hunting. Not a cat playing, but a cat looking at birds. Wait, did she just mew! You swear she just mewed!

“Uh, Elena, we are planning on saving the squirrel girl, right? Not eating her?”

“Huh? Ah, yeah.” She wipes her mouth.

Maybe trying to catch the squirrel is a bad decision in this particular case. Perhaps, if you distract Elena, you can get her to stop her predatory nature. Of course, you only know one way to tame a pussy. That was, of course, by the pussy.

You give her the ol’ Donald Trump, sliding your hand down her pants and grabbing her pussy. Rather than resisting or getting upset, she arches her back like you are giving her scratches, sticking her butt up higher and giving your hand an easier access to her snatch. You slide two fingers in and out of her, steadily fingering the pussy from behind, even while the two of you are crouched in the middle of a public park. Well, it’s not like you aren’t hidden behind a bush.

Well, right behind you was the playground area, and there are dozens of kids playing, but they wouldn’t even know what they were looking at if they happened to look this way. Oh, one of them is pointing at you, that doesn’t mean anything. His mother came up. Now, she’s covering his eyes. She just sent him off to play somewhere in the distance! Wait, now she’s watching you. Did her hand just go down her skirt! What is she, a voyeur!

Every woman in the city is now incredibly hot, this MILF woman is no exception, but did you break their brains when you made them hot? Or perhaps, you turned their hormones up to a million. In fact, you seem to remember a report that the pregnancy rate in the city tripled after you changed the women. You had assumed this was because the woman were hotter, thus men hit on them more. Maybe, instead… had you perhaps created an entire city of Ariels?

She’s waving at you now while smiling and touching herself!

You turn back to Elena, who you are now fingering quite aggressively in spite of the audience. You manage to remove her undergarments and it’s now her bare ass wet with lust and a tail lashing around excitedly. Her body is shaking from head to toe, and you can hear a low purring sound coming from her entire body. Basically, she’s vibrating.

“Ah, she came!” Elena suddenly declares, pointing at a naked squirrel girl cautiously heading towards the box.

“I’m cumming too!” the MILF woman in the distance moans.

However, instead of using the box trap, Elena’s predator instincts take over and she leaps out from the bush, you fingers falling out of her snatch as she rushes forward.

“Squeak!” one girl shouts when she sees the other girl barreling down on her.

“Meow!” cries Elena as she jumps at the squirrel.

The squirrel takes off, narrowly dodging Elena’s extended claws.

“Elena! Get a hold of yourself!” You cry out to no avail.

Elena has already gone completely feral. Now you have two demihumans running around the park naked. A demi-human cat girl with a bare ass and a demi-human squirrel without a single article of clothing are running up and down the park while the kids noisily point in wonderment.

“Thanks for the show, my lord.” The woman said, finally pulling her hand from her skirt with a pleased smile.

“Hey, you want a suck my cock?”

“Oh, you flatter me, my lord, but I don’t have the right. That’s for your harem to do. This old Grandma couldn’t keep up anyway.

“Grandma!”

“Ai, my lord, I turned 92 last week. Was on my deathbed until you fixed me up like all the other women. Saved my life, you did, my lord” She looked like a vivacious woman in her late twenties, but now that she mentioned it you could see some age and experience in her eyes. “You have my loyalty, and most of the women of this city, I swear it, but we all know who your top bitches are.”

She gives one last wink before turning away. You find yourself admiring her tight ass as she hobbles off to watch her grandchildren in the distance who were now ogling the naked women running around the park.

You take a deep breath, stretch, and give a sigh. Then you start to run yourself. You had some pussy to catch.

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I rolled over onto my hands and knees, sticking my butt up in the air and wagging it in a provocative manner. Fortunately, the man I had created knew his place properly and quickly got on his knees. I wasn’t wearing any pants, so he quickly pulled my cotton panties over my rump and down to my knees, exposing my glistening pussy. I arched my back to give him proper access to the goods.

He didn’t pull down his pants or anything. He just pulled out his cock from the top. It was soft, but he only needed to rub his soft head against my wet clit a few seconds before I could feel it hardening against my womanhood. I gave a pleased moan.

“Mmm… stick it in.” I purred.

He didn’t need the provocation, as it slid in a second later. He went slowly at first. His cock was still somewhat soft inside me. I could feel it straightening, hardening, and growing inside me as his own excitement swelled alongside his member. His hands gently traced over my butt and found a grip on my love handles.

His hands were very soft and smooth to the touch. Unlike the adventurers who had grown up with swords in their hands or villagers who had grown up handling farm tools, he lacked the callous and scars that accumulated even in the younger men. It proved to me that this was a fantasy I concocted. The other evidence was that his dick was quite large. Well, it was in the 8-inch range. Despite popular belief, when you wanted good sex, bigger wasn’t better.

Now, a larger size didn’t hurt, especially with a standard guy who didn’t know what the heck he was doing. However, once the size reached a certain point, the pleasure wasn’t always worth the damage it did after. A bruised cervix, some tearing, temporary incontinence… a monster cock sounded fun until you were feeling sick to your stomach for two days after.

Fortunately, this guy was just the right size to fill me up without tearing me apart. He began to slide his wood in and out of me, picking up the pace as his cock finally reached its full erection. The act only took about fifteen seconds, but the feeling of his cock slowly stretching inside my pussy while he tried to push it deeper and deeper was very euphoric.

It was in my nature to enjoy sex, or perhaps that was just the Enchantress in me trying to make justifications for enjoying this. In the back of my mind, I reminded myself I needed to focus on what was important. I was unconscious. Min was possibly in trouble. I fell into a vivid dream and I needed to level to get out of it quickly. I used my knees and pushed back with my butt, timing my movements with the man thrusting behind me.

The noises of sex grew louder as his dick thrust into me in a very satisfying way. He was getting very deep, my wet pussy permitting his dick to pierce my insides quickly. His balls were slapping against my clit and he had a tight grip on my hips, riding my ass for all he was worth.

“Ah, fuck… harder, fuck me harder.” I begged.

He was fucking me hard enough, but I goaded him anyway. The sooner he came, the sooner I could collect his experience. Once he did cum, could I just make him vanish? Then a new guy would knock on my door and I could start the whole scenario again? That seemed to be the best situation. A small part of me was afraid to try to change things too much, like making a congo line of men or more than one guy at a time. If it was too easy, I wouldn’t get experience, and if I accidentally made it too brutal, I could put myself in a hard place.

“Oh, gods…” The man let out a moan as he went.

“Oh, gods, fuck yeah,” I added.

It probably would sound silly in normal conversation, but as his balls slapped against my pussy and the loud wet thrusting sounds filled the air of the room while the pair of us grunted and moaned, there was no discomfort or embarrassment allowed. It was all about the pleasure. It was about the sex. His penis thrusting into my pussy. Out of context, the words we said might be silly, and the scrunched up expression on my face as pulses of pleasure shot through my abdomen might be comical, but at this moment it was nothing but erotic. He wanted to see my eyes shut tightly, my mouth opened slackly, my hands tightly gripped on the pillow in front of me. He wanted to see my toes curling in sexual excitement. He wanted to see what his dick was doing to me.

“Ride me, ride my ass!” I shouted back at him as I gyrated my hips, causing his dick to squirm around my pussy.

I had gotten past the fact that this was my family home. Shouting in my parent’s house for someone to ride my ass could be mortifying. Now, I just wanted him to do it. Harder and harder. I wanted this strange man to cum inside me. I wanted his seed. I wanted more of him. I wanted his sex. I wanted…

It was at that point that I could feel something else. It felt like a slight tugging deep inside me. Each time his dick slid out of me, it felt like something deep inside of me was being tugged out. His dick wasn’t catching on anything, I was far too horny and wet for that, yet something felt like it was being taken. It was the slightest kind of loss. As soon as I noticed it happening, I realized that I didn’t like it. It felt like my own arousal was being drained, like each time his dick pulled out, the sex became a little greyer.

At the same time, he seemed to become revitalized, his hips thrusting with an endurance beyond imagination. His hips kept going, and he kept plowing into me hard longer and more enthusiastically than most of the men I had enjoyed in the past. Was this the hard part of the dream? Was this the challenge? I felt like this man was taking my own sexual energy and making it his own. Well, he was me, so it made sense, but it felt like he was using my own seductress powers against me.

Each time I came, I felt a little weaker. It wasn’t a bad feeling. It was actually very sexually gratifying. Perhaps, that was the odd part. I rarely felt sexually satisfied to point of relaxation since becoming a Seductress. Had I changed? Was an Enchantress really that different?

As sexual fluids leaked down my legs, I felt like finishing up, like cuddling, like going into a sexual coma. This might have been how I felt in my old life after I enjoyed a particularly energetic guy and we spent a few hours going at it. When we were done, I’d run to the bathroom and clean up. We’d lie together naked and kiss and get a pizza and fall asleep watching TV. In the morning, he’d be gone as often as not.

Since I’d become a Seductress, it wasn’t like I couldn’t gain sexual release and satisfaction, but I never felt like I couldn’t go again. I liked being covered in sex. I liked being dirty, and wet, and sticky. I liked to go again, and again, and again. I’d fuck right until I collapsed unconscious, and I had on multiple occasions.

This wasn’t an awful feeling, but for the person, I’d become in this world, it felt wrong. It felt like I was giving up. It felt like I was losing control. Control was one thing I swore I’d never lose again. My hands tightened on the pillows once again and my teeth gritted. I wasn’t having another orgasm, instead, I was strengthening my resolve. I immediately began to pull back.

I couldn’t exactly explain what I did. As he thrust into me, I pulled on him, bringing his essence into me. He went deeper in me than I ever thought possible. I let out a surprised gasp and his thrusting faltered for a second, but then he cautiously started to continue, and I pulled more lightly once again. His dick didn’t slide any deeper inside me, but each time his dick reached its apex, when I pulled, I felt something warm reach deep inside, moving up into my belly. When he pulled out, it pulled something out of me once again. However, I took it back as soon as he slid it back in. It became a tug-a-war, where our sexual organs pulled at each other. Although his thrusts weren’t lengthier, the tugging made them feel that way. He pulled out longer, and pushed in farther the more we pulled at each other, creating a subtle feeling that his dick was longer than anything I could imagine.

When he slid in, it felt like his dick slid in for eternity, reaching every part of my body, and when it slid out, it felt like it pulled my whole body out with him. Our insides, our essences, they began to mingle. What he took from me, I took back, but what I took back wasn’t the same as what I lost. It was mixed with him. I could feel his excitement deep inside me, he could feel my sexual lust deep inside him. Our bodies began to move as one. The pushing, the pulling, we worked in rhythm, our very essences mixing together, circulating, exchanging.

“AH, ah, ah, ah! Fuuuuuuck!” I screamed out, feeling a sexual peak I had never experienced before.

It was a level of intimacy beyond belief. I could feel him inside me. I could feel him feeling himself inside me. I could feel him feeling me feeling him. It went on into infinity, an infinite loop of sexual gratification. When he finally exploded inside of me, I came hard and long. My pussy contracted so hard that it forced his dick and a good amount of his cum out. He hadn’t finished cumming and the last few gobs ended up hitting my butt and thighs, but I couldn’t care less. My own pussy continued to spasm in sexual satisfaction. I collapsed onto my bed, turning to look up at him. My eyes were slightly glossy, my hand held my clit as my pussy continued to spasm uncontrollably, recoiling from the extreme sexual pleasure I had just endured.

He was looking at me wide-eyed, his expression confused, shocked, but also as sexually satisfied as my own. In another day, as a seductress, I would have tossed him a flirty smile, gotten on all fours, and sucked the juices off his softening cock, now half the size it had sported when it was thrusting into me. However, I just didn’t have it in me. No, I didn’t feel like I was being lulled into a sexual coma. Quite the opposite, I felt I had been shoved into a sexual blender. My body was so completely heightened, that each move caused my body to twitch and my pussy to clamp.

{Congratulations!!! You have leveled to Enchantress Lvl 11!}

{All stats increase by one.}

{You have one skill point.}

Special Skills Available:

{True Sight (Passive): Cannot be affected by visual hallucinations.}

{Dream Walker (Active) Wake up and sleep at will.}

{Mood Ring (Active): Change targets mood and emotional state during sex.}

None of these skills seemed weak to me at the moment. As OP as True Sight seemed, it didn’t really have a point for me. I didn’t plan on visiting traps in dungeons, which I heard often used visual illusions to trick adventurers to their death. Instead, as someone who was using sex to control, Mood Ring would be the best option. Regrettably, I was having a vivid dream right now. I was a little shocked I didn’t wake up just from leveling, but the gods of this world seemed to provide for me with a solution all the same. I selected Dream Walker.

“I-I… that’s not… I don’t know…” the man finally got the words out, taking my attention just as I was about to use the dreamwalker skill. “That was better than they described.”

“They?” I asked, fighting another tremor of orgasm shooting up through my body. “Who’s they?”

“The colony…” He said absently, but then his eyes widened when he turned to me. “Oh, that. Well, you knew that already. Wait, what did you do? Was this some kind of magic?”

The man suddenly seemed slightly weary, taking a step back.

Colony? What colony, what is he talking about. We’re in my dream. I’m just dreaming. What kind of…

“Dream… colony…” The reality of the situation came crashing home. “You’re… a succubus.”

Suddenly, I felt like a complete idiot. Even if I could control my dreams, these were literal dream demons. This so-called colony of succubus we had been traveling nearby. It was the very colony I was trying to find. Here was one, right here. That meant that my unconscious body had been found by a monster, but that monster must have been these very succubae I had been searching for, not that I needed their help anymore.

“Um… well, technically, I’m an Incubus. You can call us Cambions, yes?” as the man said this he didn’t seem surprised when I had called him a succubus.

Was I supposed to know? I tried to run through the conversation we had right before having sex, but I was having trouble remembering the lines. Good sex didn’t put me in a coma, but it did seem to wipe my brain clean of any properly coherent thought. What I could think of is that if I was being attacked in my dream, then if I woke up, I’d have some kind of Incubus, maybe several of them, standing over me. Were they doing physical things to my body while they played with my mind? Was some monster humping my unconscious body in the woods while I died? Was this sexual euphoria because multiple incubae were manipulating my body at this very moment? My frown started to deepen.

I immediately used the dreamwalker ability. Nothing happened. Not only did I not wake up, but the world around me remained completely the same. Did dream demons out-compete my skill? What was the point of this skill if I couldn’t use it properly?

“You…”

“I need to go.” The man shook his head and stepped back. “I have to report to the elders.”

“Elders? No. Wait. My body. I need to wake up.”

“I’m sorry.” He said, turning and walking right out the door of my bedroom.

I immediately jumped to my feet and followed him, my anger and shock finally overriding the sexual euphoria from a few moments earlier. The man moved fast and was already at the bottom of my stairs and heading for the door. I raced down after him.

“I’ve been looking for you! You can’t keep me in this dream!” I shouted, taking the stairs quickly.

He made it out my front door, and I ran at him full tilt. Then my entire body struck something hard and I immediately stumbled back and to the ground. My body was quite a bit tougher than it used to be, so I wasn’t hurt. I immediately leaped back to my feet and raced after the man. However, my body stopped the second I hit the front door entrance again. I forced my arms through, but no matter how much I pushed, I couldn’t get the rest of my body through the front door. He was now on the sidewalk, but he did turn back when I slammed my hand painfully down on the barrier. He had a guilty look on his face as he looked back at me.

My attention focused on the barrier for a brief moment. It was cold, metallic, and I could move my hands around it and reach out. It was like… bars. As my mind focused, I could see them now. There were six solid iron bars directly in front of my front door, preventing me from walking through. I was effectively locked in.

“This… isn’t a dream, is it?” I asked, my heart starting to drop.

“I’ll be back. I just… I need to find out… what…”

“Am I safe?” I interrupted.

The man turned his head away. “I… don’t know, but you aren’t in the forest any longer.”

I breathed out a single breath of relief, and then the panic returned. “Min! An elf! There was an elf woman. Please! Let me know if she is safe.”

“Elf?” The man looked back and then shook his head as if to himself.

“Please… boy… find out for me.”

The man stiffened for a second, and then without looking back, spoke. “Peers. My name’s Peers. I will be back. I swear it.”

He walked down the street until I could no longer see him in the distance. I took a few steps back and sat down hard on the steps of my stairway.

What shit have you gotten yourself into this time, Aria? The voice in the back of my head taunted me.

I didn’t have an answer.

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Aurora put on her Sunday finest, a short dress, that with the baby bump, barely just covered her hips and butt. For a pregnant woman, she exuded a charm and sexiness mixed with maturity that even many of the older woman in the harem couldn’t achieve.

“So, really, a picnic?” You ask nervously.

“Yes, hero-san, is a picnic no good?”

“Ah, not no good. In fact, I’d consider it very normal.”

“Normal?” Aurora asks with a slightly worried look.

You shake your hands. “I mean, normal is good! It’s just been a couple of weird days for me, so I could use a little normal right now.”

“Is that so…” Aurora still looks uncertain.

The pair of you head out to the local park you created earlier that week. It quickly grew quite popular among the city. It had a playground that was safe for kids to play in, and gave a lot of people a chance to be outdoors in an area without the threat of monster attacks.

That’s how you end up sitting next to the mother of your child on a blanket on a nice sunny day while picking over the contents of a basket prepared by Jasmine. It is actually going a little too well. You feed Aurora a grape as your frown, looking for the thing that’ll make everything go weird.

“Hero-san… is everything okay, you seem distracted.”

“Yeah… it’s just… have you noticed that the girls in the harem can be a little weird?”

“What?” Aurora wears an incredulous look and then laughs. “Hero-san, you can’t consider anything about our lives the last month or two to be normal.”

“True… I guess.”

“But… it’s been fun.”

“Hmm?”

“Hero-san… I didn’t know what think of things when I chose to leave with you. I did it for my daughter’s sake initially. Each day I see her with you, I see her smiling brightly. She never used to do that, in the past…”

“Is that so? What about you?” You ask cautiously.

“Hero-san…” She looks down. “Do you by chance know anything about the marriage vows of this world?”

“No…” You shake your head.

“In this world, we give an oath, not just to stay together, but to complete each other. To me, these always felt like empty words when I spoke them to my husband. Then, I met you.”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“You… complete me, hero-san. You make me feel like a woman. With the king, I always felt like I was missing something. I felt like I was a bird in a cage. With you, I truly feel free. With you, I truly feel like me.”

“I thought you might be a little bothered by how Ariel turned out.”

Aurora chuckled softly. “Ariel’s behavior… it’s as much our fault as it is yours. However, the kind of woman Ariel is… she isn’t bad, is she?”

“No… she isn’t bad.” You agree.

Aurora reaches down to get something from the picnic basket. At that moment, a squirrel suddenly bursts out of the basket. It has some food in it’s mouth as it leaps out over her hand and onto her shoulder before jumping away onto the trunk of a nearby tree. Aurora let’s out a cry of surprise, falling back hard on her butt. Immediately, she grabs her stomach and makes a pained noise.

“Fuck! Are you alright?” You ask hurriedly.

“I’m fine. I’m fine, I was just surprised.”

“I’m going to kill that fucking squirrel!”

“Kill? Hero-san, it’s just a rodent.”

“A rodent with beady eyes and fucking teeth and the claws and the biting!”

“Uh…”

“If you’re suggesting I have some kind of deep-rooted trauma from a horde of mice I had to kill last night, that’s just crazy!”

The squirrel is now on a tree branch above you, looking down with evil eyes as it taunts you, chewing on the food it stole at the expense of your pregnant woman.

“Hero-san, is this really necessary? I know you’re a good man. You wouldn’t murder a poor defenseless animal.”

You growl as you look up at the demonic rodent, waiting for it to leap down and attack your neck.

“Alright, how about this. I’ll cast a spell aimed at the squirrel. It’ll give the squirrel a punishment I see fit. If deep down, I want it dead, it’ll die. If deep down, I want to let it go, it’ll escape.”

Aurora’s eyes narrow and then she smirks. “This I’d like to see. What is my baby’s father’s true nature.”

“Oh ho… you’re underestimating me. This squirrel is fucking dead!” You declare, raising your hand. “See your death, squirrel!”

You shoot a spell of light at the squirrel. It moves so fast the squirrel has no time to react. It strikes the squirrel, immediately enveloping it in a bright light.

C-c-c-c-crack! The branch the squirrel was on cracks, and you have to move fast to jump out of the way as a large object crashes down on your picnic, splashing plates and food everywhere.

You glare down at the object in question.

“Huh?”

“Squeak?”

A naked girl with two large front teeth, red-brown hair, freckles, and big bushy tail is staring up at you.

“So, it’s settled, hero-san’s nature is to turn it into a fuckably-hot 17-year-old girl.” Aurora suggests with a laugh.

“Squeak!” The squirrel girl jumps up and immediately stumbles away on all fours with a fearful look on her face.

Even with a human-like body, she manages to move quickly, fleeing across the park. There are screams as people see the naked girl prance by on all fours. Meanwhile, you’re just staring down with a blank look on your face, lost about what to say. Aurora stands up carefully and pats your shoulder comfortingly.

“It’s come to my realization that the most common thread between all of your weird dates…” Aurora gives a light smile. “… seems to be you.”

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“Alright, Cinderella, you’re next on my list for a date.”

“Of course, darling. I’ve prepared a list.” Cinderella unfurls a roll of paper which continues to the floor and then ends up rolling right out the room.

“Holy crap! What is that?” You say in surprise.

“We still have many unfulfilled desires from all the unhappy spirits to fulfill.”

“How many people did that bastard kill?”

“Not important. What’s important is that we continue to fulfill their desires…. Unless you want me to turn back into a vengeaful spirit!” Cinderella’s eyes turn red as she says it.

“Ah! No! We’re good. The last batch weren’t all that bad. What other things do we need to fulfill now.”

“Well…”

Sometime later…

“It’s cold up here and the air is thin.”

“Her desire was to reach the summit of a mountain. We’re here, so we can go now.”

“It’s cold down here and the air is nonexistent.”

“Her desire was to see the bottom of the ocean. We’re here, so we can go now.”

“It’s cold here and the air is a vacuum.”

“Her desire was to see space.”

“She could have seen it when we went to the moon last time!”

“Well, we’re here now, so we can go.”

“This is just cold in general.”

“Well, her desire was to have a penis and feel what it’s like to fuck a woman.”

“Just who the hell are all these girls and where the hell are their desires coming from?”

“In a moment, darling, I’m about to cum.”

“I-is it okay if she cums in me?”

You roll your eyes. “It’s fine, let’s just get this over with.”

“Ah, cumming!” Cinderella declares, her hands clinching on Ariel’s ankles as she plows away with her (temporary) penis.

“It’s going inside!” Ariel squeals in delight before seeing you with a frown. “Ah! You’re better though…”

“I’m done. You’re now pregnant with my baby.” Cinderella declares, pulling her dick out.

“Pr-pr-pregnant!” Ariel’s eyes widen and she squeals.

“You are not! She is not!” You growl at the two women. “It’s a fake penis, it won’t get her pregnant. In fact, I forged it with my own DNA, so she fucked you with my penis.”

“The next girl wanted to NTR someone.” Cinderella says, already losing interest in Ariel.

“Well, I forgot to link your penis with mine in sense, so you just did!” You cry.

“Ah, very well.  Next…”

“No nexts! Is there anything on the list where I can have a little fun?” You demand.

“You could have been the girl in the previous scenario, darling.”

“That is not acceptable!

Cinderella sighs. “Then, I guess, there is one thing that darling may enjoy from my list.”

“Oh, really?”

“Let us go to my room.”

“Oh, ho, that’s better. Let’s.”

“Uh, guys? Are we done?”

“Yes, Ariel, you did a good job.”

“I want more! Boo. You just started getting me excited and now you’re going to quit.”

“Here, I’ll tell you what.” You wave your hand. “For the next hour you have a penis. Find your mom and have some fun.”

“Oooh.” Ariel looks down at the thing now hanging between her legs, poking it.

You leave with Cinderella as the erection starts to grow full mast and she races out to find a partner. The first person she sees is Mulan.

“Mulan! Let’s play!” Ariel shouts.

Mulan’s eyes immediately snap to the erect thing between her legs wagging excitedly as she runs towards Mulan naked, her arms spread out.

“By Pun, what have you done master! You’ve given her a weapon! Run! Everyone Run! She’s been equipped!” Mulan barely makes it three steps when Ariel tackles her to the ground and mounts her.

“Stop! No! I am only masters!”

“Don’t worry, it’s hero’s cock I’m using!” Ariel announces proudly, sliding her cock into Mulan from behind.

“Is that, ahhhhh! No! It feels good! Stop violating this great dragon!”

The sounds cut off as you end up in Cinderella’s room.

You look your perfect sex doll’s body up and down eagerly. “So, exactly what kind of deviant act did you want your ‘darling’ to perform.”

“Well… I hate mice.”

“Excuse me?”

“Rodents, rats, mice, woodland creatures. They’re disgusting!”

“Okay… I’m following you so far.”

“There has been a mouse infestation behind this bookshelf! Would darling please kill them?”

“How is this a request I’d like!”

Cinderella puts her finger up to her mouth and cocks her head questioningly. “I thought men liked to show off how manly they are to women.”

You collapse to the ground. “Haaaah. Alright. I’ll catch your stupid rat.”

“It’s a mouse.”

“Whatever. You say it’s behind the book case? I’ll take it out.”

“A-are you sure you don’t want to prepare first?”

“Prepare? It’s just a mouse. Move the bookcase, as soon as I see it running I’ll smash it with a book.”

“A book? A-are you sure you don’t need something bigger?”

“Bigger? It’s just a mouse.”

“Okay…” Cinderella seems unsure; she really is scared of mice.

Still, she heads over to bookcase and readies herself to move the bookcase. You prepare the book, ready to throw it at whatever pops out.

She pulls open the bookcase in one swift move. That’s when you notice that behind the bookcase isn’t so much a wall, but a massive tunnel hidden there.

“A secret room!” You respond excitedly.

A massive creature suddenly leaps out of the hole. It’s all teeth and claws and it’s about the size of a golden retriever.

“What the fuck is that!”

“It’s the mouse!”

The mouse’s fiery red eyes latch on to you, and in a single bound it latches on to your neck.

“Fuuuuuuuucck!” You scream, trying to yank the mouse of your neck.

“Is darling okay!” Cinderella is standing on the bed, making no attempt to help you.

“Can you help?” You shout, tearing at the creature latched onto your neck as you flail around the room.

“Mice are scary.” Cinderella looks away shyly.

“Fucking seriously!” You shout.

You force the mouse off your neck, chucking it at the nearby wall. Summoning a magical sword, you manage to swing just as it rebounds and makes another leap at your neck. Your sword ends up impaling the bastard rat into the wall on the other side.

“Damn it…” You curse, catching your breath and repairing the damage with magic.

Well, the damage is to the clothing, your stats are to the point that while it hurt slightly, the mouse couldn’t even break your skin.

“Hey, Cinderella, why are you standing outside your room?”

“Darling still hasn’t dealt with the rest of its family.”

“Rest… of… family?” As you ask that, there is a rumbling sound coming from the hole she opened.

“Why is my mansion filled with giant fucking rats!”

“They’re mice, darling.” Cinderella says, the door separating the room and hallway slowly shutting between the pair of you, she gives a thumbs up just as the door shuts. “Do your best!”

Dozens of glowing red eyes suddenly appear from the darkness of the hole. You raise up your sword.

“I’m in the mood to kill something now.” You growl. “Let’s do this!”

Thus, began the great battle of Cinderella’s bedroom which went down in the records of history for ages to come. Little is known about the specifics of the great battle except two things. One. The house was ridden of mice that night. Two. Afterwards, you rage fucked Cinderella until she nearly broke.

“Is my leg supposed to be behind my back?”

“Shut up and take my cock.”

“Yes, darling.”

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Puri-puri

“…”

Hoku-hoku

“…”

Paku-paku

“This is not what I had in mind when I said we could do anything as a date.”

“Hm?” Merida looks up, her mouth stuffed with food to the point where she can’t even close it. “IW Jwust whisch tche bawbee I gwet swhooo hwungry.”

“Hey, you dropped some cream on your boobs.”

“Mm?” As she continues to polish off a sweet cream pastry, some cream lands on her cleavage, she somehow swallows everything in her mouth in one gulp. “My hands are full. Can you get it?”

“You… what do I look like, your bib?” you reply wryly.

Merida gulps down the food. “Please, daddy, it’s all sticky.”

Why is her chest suddenly look all shiny when she says that? Well, it couldn’t hurt just to clean her up this one time. You dive into her chest, licking the cream from her cleavage.

“Ah! Daddy, watch out for my creampuff!”

However, it was too late. You had gun for the chest and her arm had lost its grip. Her creampuff goes spiraling to the ground where it explodes in a puff of white. When you finally pull back from her chest, she’s looking at you with tears in her eyes.

“D-d-d-daddy… y-you made me drop my creampuff.”

“You’re crying?”

“IIII caaaan’t heeeeellp it! Waaaaaaaahhh… I’m emotional from the pregnancy! Waaaaaah.”

“Ah, shit! It’s okay baby, I’ll get you another creampuff, I swear!”

You hastily get up and reassure Merida that you’ll replace her creampuff with the best and biggest one she’ll ever have.

“It’d better have extra cream!” She sniffles in a way that comes off more like a child than a mother to be.

“It’ll be full of soooo much cream!” You reassure here, running off down the hall.

Apparently, her desire was to visit a bakery she had loved as a kid and get free reign to order whatever she wanted. So, a spell later you found yourself in Merida’s childhood city, a small place not much bigger than Riun. Her first order had included half the bakery, and you’re now on the third order. You have to admit, for a fantasy world, their bakeries are surprisingly modern. No shortages of sugar or sugar products here. You even tried a creampuff, and they aren’t bad.

However, you realize as you approached the counter that your claim at giving her a creampuff better than the one she had just isn’t possible. They could only fill them with so much cream, and they cook all of them in the morning besides. If they had some special super creamy puff, it certainly wasn’t on display. The only way you can give Merida a creampuff is if you make it yourself.

You grab a nearby plate, getting an idea. A few magic spells later and the creamiest creampuff ever conceived sat right in front of you, resting on a plate. You shuffled back over to Merida, dropping the creampuff right in front of her.

“Wow… that is a big creampuff.”

“You bet your ass it is.” You laugh.

“I better cut it in pieces.” Merida pulls out a knife.

“Nooo!” You scream, pulling the knife from her hands. “Rather, you got to grab the creampuff by both hands and then lick out the cream.”

“Really? Is that how?”

“Definitely!”

“Okay! Ahhh… “ She stops and looks up at you standing right in front of her. “Aren’t you standing a little close.”

“Nope.”

“Okay… well anyway, Itadakimasu!”

“Who keeps teaching you girls these words?”

She dives into the cream puff, licking out the cream, her tongue quickly running into something hard in the center. Her tongue flicks over it a few times as she tries to figure out what it is. As her tongue works it’s way through the creamy covering, she inspects the object inside. It’s warm. It’s long. It takes up about half of the size of the creampuff.

“Um… daddy, is your cock in my creampuff?”

“No, my cock is the creampuff. Why, do you not like the taste?”

“Actually, quite…. the opposite. It tastes…. too good!” as she spoke, she kept taking licks and nipping off the crusty outside bread.”

“Well, enjoy!”

“You…” Merida tries to give you a dirty look, but she can’t, so entranced by your cock puff.

Instead, she ends up on her knees, her tongue flicking up and down your cream covered member as she slowly nibbles her way down the shaft. She doesn’t use her hands, not wanting to make them sticky. This causes tons of cream to fall down her chin and onto her chest. She becomes more vigorous as she goes, licks and nibbles turning into full sucking until her sticky mouth is bobbing up and down on your creampuff cock for all it’s worth.

“Give me your cream, daddy!” Merida let’s out a moan, while opening her creamfilled mouth to accept even more cream.

You deliver the promise, and when you’re done, Merida is covered from face to chest in white stuff. It’s impossible to separate the white cum from the white cream. Merida is just an incorrigible, sticky mess. She licks herself up like a cat, trying to eat up all the creamy stuff that decorated her once delicate skin.

You both also end up getting banned from that particular bakery.

“Sorry, Merida…” You apologize after the angry baker kicks you both out.

“It’s okay, daddy, I prefer your creampuff anyway.” Merida says while lifting boob to suck off some creamy white stuff that was dripping into her cleavage.

“You want another one already, don’t you…”

Merida’s eyes brighten. “Mm!”

You return to the mansion and take her into her room, producing an assortment of pastries all over your body. Whipcream, cherries, whatever food you can imagine to decorate your body with. By the time you’re done feeding Merida, you and her are both very naked, and very sticky.

You take a bath before heading off to bed, leaving the sticky mess of cream, cum, and some milk that was your baby’s mama behind.

“Let’s see, tomorrow’s date… Cinderella? Well, it can’t be any weirder than this one… I hope.”

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“I love your cock! I love your cock!” Belle squeals, her face having long lost all sense of resistance.

Her tongue is sticking out and she has gone full ahegao. Her eyes are lost in the moment, and the only thing she cares about is that cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. It makes dirty wet noises, her nether regions becoming drenched in sex fluids. Her body is under your complete command, and she doesn’t care at all as long as your cock keeps ramming into her.

“Ohh… I’m about to cum!” you declare.

“Cum! Cum!” Belle says, saliva dripping down her tongue.

She probably has no grasp on what the words mean. She herself has cum so much that the entire bed is soaked and she is just a mess. Still, she shows no signs of quitting. It seems like the woman has no wear limit. She’ll keep going until she falls apart, smiling drunkenly the whole time. She lost almost all coherency since the second you started pounding into her.

Merida is watching the exchange carefully like she is taking notes. Ariel had started touching herself. As she went, she dragged Tiana into it, and soon she was fingering both Tiana and herself. Both girls watched you pound Belle while putting on a yuri show of their own. The erotic sight kept you hard and going for quite a while. However, ten minutes after even Ariel stopped touching herself and curled up next to Tiana for a nap on the dry side of the bed, you decide to finish up.

Pulling out one last time to a wet squirting noise as air and cum burst out of Belle’s gaping hole, you bring your dick up to her mouth. She barely seems to even be aware you stopped and pulled out, just looking dazed as your dick shoots hot white bursts of white across her face and chest. Thirty second later, you finish coming all over Belle.

You use magic to create a digital camera phone. Bringing your dick next to Belle’s mouth to the point that the head his touching her panting tongue. You aim the camera at her face for a selfie.

“Hey, Belle, I’m going to commensurate this moment. Say, ‘I love cock!”

Still dazed, the cum soaked Belle made two victory signs and smiled with her tongue still flicking across your cock. “I wove cwock!”

Snap! There was a flash and you finish up the picture.

“Oh, she passed out.”

A second later, the broken former lesbian collapses on the floor, her eyes still open, but it is clear she is asleep. You’d close her eyes, but she has cum all over her nose and forehead, and so you decide it is better not to touch her.

“Well, that was certainly fun.” You laugh.

“Mm… Mm…” Merida nods excitedly. “I learned a lot from that.”

“Eh… maybe you shouldn’t take too many life lessons from Belle, okay?” You say to the only girl still awake in the room.

“Huh? Oh, okay, if daddy says so.” Merida nods uncertainly, looking like she really didn’t get it. “Anyway, I thought you were working on the town today, what brought you here?”

You snap your fingers. “That’s right. I came here for a reason!”

“What?” Merida seems flustered as your approach her, grabbing both of her hands in yours.

“You won the competition. You get the first date.”

“D-d-d-d-date!?” Merida nearly stands in excitement.

“Yes. It’s occurred to me I need to take better care of my harem. I’d like to take everyone out on a date. Yours is first. We can do anything you want… and I mean anything! The world is at your disposal. Just say the word and I’ll make it a reality.”

“Oh, my… it’s so sudden.” Merida seems to blush.

As a woman already appearing 6 months pregnant, it made her look particularly beautiful.

“Do you know what you want to do?” You ask.

Merida sits in silence for a few moments, then she looks up at you with a radiant smile. “Mm! I do!”

“Then, let our first date commence!”

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“Where am I? Home?” My eyes fluttered open, and I was in a place I only dimly recognized.

I was in a queen-sized bed, lying across a flood of various lumpy-shaped pillows that had been collected over the years. A familiar fluffy comforter that had only accumulated a few holes over the last decade covered my body. I was wearing a cotton t-shirt and cotton panties. It was incredibly soft, and provided me a nostalgic feeling I hadn’t felt in forever.

Forever? This… is my room.

I had finally woken up. It was a strange dream that had felt like it took place forever. However, now I was in my room again. My walls were adorned with flowery paintings from the local art fair that came once a year. I had a corner enshrined to my childhood stuffed animals that I no longer cuddled with. The room still had a few lingering designs left over from my teenage years. It was technically my parent’s home after all. It was still untouched from when I went off to college.

That’s right, college. Shouldn’t I still be living in the dorm room? I told myself I’d move into my own apartment next year. That felt like a long time ago. Why did everything feel so fuzzy? What was I forgetting? I forced my mind to focus, and things started to grow a little clearer.

“Min…” That couldn’t be a dream.

Those months I had spent, that couldn’t be a dream. No, something was off. Even as my mind tried to hold onto thoughts of the other world, they tried to fall away.

“Status.” I murmured.

There was no screen that appeared. However, I was stubburn. Something felt off when I tried to call my status. It was like my body was fighting it. It felt like I was struggling against some opposing force.

“Status!” I pushed forward, summoning my will to do so.

My status appeared.

I sighed and lied back in the bed. Status was still a thing. The last few months were real. Min was… I couldn’t think about Min at the moment. I had to focus on my own thoughts. This was some kind of illusion. There was no way I’d believe I’d just magical end up at home. I wasn’t prepared to accept that. However, if I wasn’t home, then where was I?

“A dream…”

As soon as the words left my lips, I found that I could easily accept them. I had fallen unconscious trying to control others. That had been a complete disaster. Right now, I was lying in the middle of a forest surrounded by the dead. Min was dead or dying, and I would be a meal for monsters if I didn’t do something immediately.

{Dreamer (Passive) – Remain in control of your dreams. Easy lucid dreaming. Can earn experience in lucid dreaming equal to challenge.}

Is that why I’m here?

It wasn’t that hard to reason out. This new skill of mine allowed lucid dreaming. In other words, I was conscious in my dreams. While the skill says I can remain in control, it doesn’t seem particularly easy. I feel a constant pushback, like the dream itself is alive. It seems to want to force me to fall back into the dream at any moment. If I didn’t remain focused, my brain quickly started growing foggy and confused.

“Wake up, Aria!” I muttered, trying to will myself awake.

The dream resisted, and I felt no closer to the real world. After trying again unsuccessfully for a few minutes, I finally lied back down and sighed. It really did feel comfortable. The sensations felt real. I felt like I was lying on a plush mattress. It was a sensation I thought I’d never feel again. Of course, the dorm’s mattresses were hardly built for comfort, so when I found myself sleeping on the ground in the new world, the shock wasn’t nearly as drastic.

If I couldn’t force myself to wake up, what was the point? A monster could be eating me or ravishing my body at this very moment. I wasn’t sure which would be worst to wake up. The point was that my body was exhausted. Even if my mind worked in this dream state, my body wasn’t responding. It still needed to rest until I could leave the dream world. The only way I could regain all my stamina in one go would be to level up.

My eyes immediately snapped back to the dreamer description. Earn experience equal to the challenge? What did that mean? Did that mean that while I was dreaming, I could level up? Equal to the challenge. If I thought it through, that meant that I only leveled when I worked hard. I couldn’t just imagine myself killing a dragon and then get the experience of a dragon. I had to actually put my mind, and virtual body, through the challenge. If I imagined a dragon that was as easy to kill as a mouse, I’d only get the experience of a mouse. At least, that’s how I imagined it.

For someone with no fighting ability or skills, it’d be impossible for me to create a challenging enemy without risking my own life. Then again, could I die in a dream? There was fiction that certainly painted dreams as a place where death was possible. However, that wasn’t something that made sense to the chemist in me. I didn’t think I could die, but was it worth the risk? Either way, I didn’t have time to waste throwing myself against opponents that could easily overwhelm the current me.

“That leaves me other means of leveling.”

Sex. However, where was the challenge in sex? Do I make a guy’s dick uncomfortably large? Do I make many many different men? Do I seduce a disinterested guy? Is it the quality of the sex, the duration of the sex, or the amount of sex that matters? If this is my dream, I could theoretically make a congo line of men that made Denova’s camp look like an innocent romp. I’d never become raw or sore, I could fuck indefinitely and reap the experience. Unless, I had to allow myself to grow sore and raw to gain experience. If that was the case, should I imagine myself sore and raw from the get go to maximize experience? There was far too little I understood about the process.

The doorbell rang. I jumped a bit, surprised at the sudden change. I hadn’t changed my dream, had I? I had been thinking of men, but I hadn’t felt like I was conjuring up a particular man. Was there a congo line of men lined up at the door ready to fuck me? Perhaps I needed to start being a little more careful of the thoughts running through my head. This seemed a bit dangerous.

I opened my bedroom and ran down the stairs, walking through the nostalgic home I had grown up in. Everything looked like how I remembered it. A clean, immaculate family room surrounding a large flat screen mounted on the wall. My dad’s prized deer head from the one hunt he did was still mounted in the corner. Dad had insisted on putting the deer on the wall, and so mom had done everything to make the room décor match. In the end, that filled the entire room with natural wood furniture, giving the room a distinct mountain lodge feel.

I swung open the front door, still wondering what I’d see on the other end. The world outside our house wasn’t some ethereal white. It just appeared like the outside I remembered. There wasn’t a congo line of horny men either, just the one guy. However, if I imagined the kind of guy I’d want to fuck, he’d be it.  Medium-length Blond hair, dashing blue eyes, muscular build, strong jaw and soft cheeks. He resembled Devon if Devon had a more Austrian look.

“Hey, uh…” His eyes flickered down before he looked away.

My eyes followed his to see that I was standing there in my underwear. I actually didn’t know how I looked at the moment. As Aria the seductress, I never really felt like I needed to worry how I looked. From any angle, my high charm and refined appearance gave me the confidence that I’d look hot. However, being back at home, it could have meant I had my old looks again.

That really wasn’t where my concern should have lied. As a woman, being partially naked in front of a man of this world, I could have shown the slightest sign of embarrassment. However, Mental Fortitude aside, what was the point? I had created this man to fuck me, it really didn’t matter that he saw me in my underwear, even if the underwear themselves were unflattering. The other world didn’t really have lingerie, so only wanting to be seen in a sexy thong were the kind of thoughts that had died some time ago.

“I was wondering if I could use your phone. My car broke down.”

He pronounced phone and car strangely. Or was it I who had grown strange. In a world without these luxuries, I hadn’t heard those common words come out of someone’s mouth in months. Now that they did, it felt weird to hear it.

“Really? Your car?” I responded wryly.

The man raised his head up with a blush while scratching the back of his neck, showing just the right amount of shyness to turn me on. He really was the perfect creation. However, does the fact that he is so close to my strike zone lead to less of a challenge? And what was with the silly scenario? It seemed to come right out of a porn. However, this was my dream world, so there was no point sticking to the script. I reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the house.

“What? Ah…” He didn’t pull away, following my lead even as he looked around confused.

“Come on, we’re going to my room.”

“Your room! What for?” he looked flustered in a way that was irresistibly cute.

“To fuck…” I responded simply, but turned back with a teasing smile, “You do want to fuck, don’t you?”

“You’re really… I didn’t think it would be this easy.” He spoke partially to himself.

I raised an eyebrow, “You’re calling me easy?”

“No, uh… that’s not what I meant, I mean to say, ummm…”

I put a finger over his mouth, stopping him from talking. The way he was so flustered was totally within my tastes. In fact, his innocent behavior was really turning me on. It was getting to the point where even if I wasn’t gaining any experience I’d probably still go through with it.

“Let’s just say it’s your lucky day. Enjoy the meal.”

“Meal?” the boy stopped as I took another step up, forcing me to turn back again.

He had a strange look on his face. I gave a wry smile.

“Well, I guess you don’t have to eat my pussy if you don’t want…”

“Ah… right… pus- I’m sorry, it’s just so sudden. I was just suspicious.”

I rolled my eyes and pulled him the rest of the way up the stairs. It was a bit strange. I had created him, yet he seemed so natural and real. He was suspicious when I said the words eat? Was that a reflection of my own psyche? I lived in a world were monsters ate people. At this very moment I feared for my life. Was my creation echoing my own worries? It was a thought I didn’t like. Instead, I liked seeing him as a real person. If he was just a reflection of me, then it was too close to me saying I was just fucking myself. This entire exercise could just come to an extravagant form of masturbation.

I jumped onto my bed, looking up at the nervous guy while I stretched seductively. This was the bed I had lost my virginity on, well, the first time. It had been very hush-hush at the time, as my parents were just downstairs when it happened. It felt a little weird being so brazenly sexual here now. The old me couldn’t have possibly dragged a guy up to her room, even if he was technically imaginary.

“This is… such a weird place…” The guy said, looking around the room cautiously.

“Huh?” I couldn’t help but let out a breath. “It’s just my room.”

“I’ve never seen rooms like this. These colors… Or material like this.” He said, his fingers touching the fabric of the pink comforter on my bed.

My eyes darkened and I lowered my head. “Oh, you’re from the other world then.”

It had to be my mistake. I imagined a guy I could gain experience from. I likely created a guy from the other world. I was certainly making a mess of my dream with the dreamer skill. I’m in the modern times, creating a guy from another world, whose playing the part of a guy from the modern times. No wonder he is so confused.

“Another world? What do you mean?”

“The world… ah… how do I say this. This is a dream, and my body is unconscious in another world.”

The man’s eyes widened and he took a step back. “You know this?”

“Yeah, well, that’s not even the world I was born in. This is my world.” I held out my hands sadly. “Or… a dream-like approximation of it. But, why here?”

The man shook his head. “I’m sorry. That must be a mistake…”

I chuckled lightly. I was essentially talking to myself, explaining to myself my own situation. Well, he was a dream representation of my wants and desires, so not exactly me, but he still had a hand in my reality. I didn’t know if that soothed me or confused me.

“I don’t disagree, but it’s not like I have much of a choice, do I?”

“That’s…” he turned his head away, a slightly guilty look on his face.

“Let’s just have sex then.” I responded simply.

“What? Now? Even though you know?”

“Some monsters grow by killing each other, or eating, or gathering magic. Most humans grow by fighting and killing monsters. If I want to leave this place, sex is the only option, right?”

The man stared blankly at me for enough time that I started to fidget. Just as I was about to respond, he lowered his head and gave a reluctant nod.

“Very well. I will… be gentle.”

I gave the man the most comforting smile I could. “Don’t… I like it rough.”

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“Wow… the fist really did all fit.” Ariel says, looking excitedly at the scene of your arm hanging out from between Belle’s legs.

“Did you really have any doubt.” Belle sniffs, a strangely surprising amount of pride in her voice considering she is being violated by your hand.

“Well, to be honest, this commoner has made his cock that large before when he’s violated me.” Tiana shrugs.

“Oo, me too, now that you mention it!” Ariel nods.

Belle grows flustered. “We-well, even if that’s so, it’s completely different! He’s got nails and knuckles, it’s way harder. Your pussies would probably be broken by this much.”

“I agree, I think daddy would break me if his cock was that large.” Merida says, thoughtfully.

“You really do shove any large phallic object you can up there, don’t you?” you frown, a little disappointed at how little resistance Belle puts up.

In fact, it seems like Belle was rather used to at least a fist. You are nearly up half your forearm, and Belle seems to take it graciously. Her legs are nearly spread into the splits, and her apple round bottom is right in front of you as you kneel down, your arm slid into her. She was already extremely wet from her perverted watching of Merida and Ariel. Even a so-called man doing this isn’t enough to dampen her sexual excitement.

“Alright.” You pull your arm back out, a quick squirt of juices coming out of Belle as you do.

She laughs lightly, clearly feeling like she won now. So you whip out your dick.

“Huh? That’s…”

“Wow! Hero is really really big!”

“That’s what, about two fists sized now?” Tiana adds.

“Will hero stick that in me?” Ariel asks excitedly.

“Maybe one day, but gigapenis can’t be used modestly. It should only exist for professional hoes like Belle.”

“Two fists! That’s…” Belle looks excited for a second, and then her face turns away. “You said nothing about an actual penis. Keep that filthy thing away!”

“A gigapenis?” Merida asks.

“AH, well, given the fluid nature of my erection, I thought it was about time I started naming the states of my penis.” You explain.

“This is a gigapenis. Fist sized is megapenis. My more modest 10 inch-size is called the decapenis.”

“What about a standard six inches?”

“Micropenis.”

“You call the average micro, as expected of this commoner…” Tiana bites back.

“Super, mega, massive… whatever you call it, I don’t want it!” Belle growls.

“Are you sure?” You ask, pushing the head up against her crotch.

“Ah! It’s so big!” Her eyes widen, and then she clenches her teeth. “That’s…”

“Too late!” You slide the gigapenis into Belle.

“Ah! Oh shit! It’s so big. It’s stretching me out! By Pun!”

You pull the cock all the way back out until it’s just the head, and then leave it there. After Belle catches her breath she looks up at you expectantly, but you merely wait.

“Well?” Belle asks irately.

“Oh, me? What is it?”

“You…” Belle growls. “You know what, stick it in?”

“Stick what in? My penis?”

“Quit it,” Belle snaps, moving her hips to try to force your cock into her.

You grab her hips and keep her from doing so, keeping just the head inside her.

“Hey! Will, you just… I want…” Belle seems to grow more flustered as the time goes on.

“You want what? You want my cock? Tell me, Belle. Tell me you want my cock inside you.”

“You-“ Belle’s face turns ugly. “You bastard. I don’t want that filthy thing.”

“Then I better not slide it in.”

“That’s… then, can you not leave it there, it’s pressing…”

“What?” You ask, reaching down and grabbing your cock. “You mean this thing?”

You wiggly your cock in your hand up and down, the head of it pushing against her pussy, which is already stretched wide around the massive head, turning and rubbing across the crack of her pussy and up and down over her clit.

“Oh, shit, Oh shit. Fuck that’s good. Stop! You’re driving me… please.”

“Please what?” You ask, continuing to shake your cock so it stimulates her vagina.

Belle looks like she’s about to cry. “Just stop… I can’t take it anymore. I’m going crazy.”

“What’s that?”

“Hahahahahahah… I… I… want your co…” her voice drifts off silently.

“What? I didn’t here you?”

“I!” She started, looking away before muttering. “want… your… cock…”

“You want my what?”

“You cock!” She shouts, tears falling down her face. “Please, I want your cock…”

“I’m sorry, I’m a little confused, where do you want my cock?”

“You bastard…”

“Hmm?

“Please… I want your cock inside me! Please fuck me!”

You laugh. “That’s all you had to say!”

You slam your dick deep into her pussy. Belle let’s out and rapturous scream, her legs wrapping around your hips as she starts to cum.

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“Ah, Ah! Ah! No more, no more! I’ll give you the list, I will!”

“Mm… but you’re so tight, let me finish up first!”

“F-f-finish!”

You increase the pace, thrusting into her with long, hard strokes as your manmeat fills her tight space, her own dirty fluids leaking out.

“Ah, it’s too much! Too much!”

“I’m going to cum!” You declare.

“Not inside!”

“Okay, I’ll pull out.”

“Huh? Really?”

“Nope.” Your dick swells and hot jizz shoots deep inside her.

“Ah, it’s warm!”

You finish pumping her pussy full of seed until it practically gushes out the edges before you finally pull out, leaving white gobs of fluid leaking down her crack and onto the floor.

“Chh… only two hours….”

“Waaaaah. You’re a bad friend!”

“You can still talk? I guess I didn’t go long enough.”

“I said I’d give you the list! Isn’t that enough!” Megara hastily scribbles the names in order from a parchment handed to her by the maids.

“Right, right. Well, I’ll see you later then.”

“What? Can’t we cuddle first?”

“Why? You’re all sticky and smelly.”

“You meanie! You made me that way! You’re supposed to be nice to me and hold me and whisper sweet words into my ear!”

“You read to many bad sex novels, they’ll rot your brain.”

“That’s rich coming from the likes of you!”

You decide to ignore the walking cream pie and instead look at the list she hastily scribbled covered in her tears.

“Merida is first, huh?”

You put your member away and make your way inside. Meanwhile, Megara is whining about you not listening, but you didn’t pay attention to what she was saying. Instead, you have dates to plan.

“Hey, Aurora, where is Merida right now.” You ask as you see her knitting in one of the living rooms.

“Ah, the last I heard she was in attendance with Ariel.”

“Attendance? She’s still acting like a knight even now?”

Aurora gave a radiant smile. “She was trained to be loyal and fight for our country since her birth, hero-san. It’s not particularly easy to remove that sense of loyalty and desire to serve. Besides, we’re still a princess and a queen, and she is still a knight. Even though we’re in your harem, it’s not like we loose all identity once we joined.”

“It’s cute you think that.”

“Hero-san…” Aurora wears a wry smile while she gives you a sharp look.

You race down the hallway to avoid an earful. Instead, you find yourself where she indicated, in front of Ariel’s room.

“Ah, ah!” and you immediately start to hear moaning noises.

Not perturbed by the noises at this point, you open up the door and look in. Merida is lying naked on the bed, her baby bump noticeable in her apparent lack of clothing. Ariel is kneeled at the foot of the bed, and she has four fingers deep inside Merida, wiggling them as Merida moans and twists. Tiana is there as well, sitting on the other end of the bed, watching intently like she’s studying for an exam.

“Uh… I have to ask, what are you girls up to?”

“Oh, hi, hero!” Ariel says chipperly like she wasn’t in the process of fingering another woman.

Merida opens an eye and glances at you, giving a bright smile before she closes her eyes again and makes an exasperated moan when Ariel spreads her fingers inside of Merida, stretching her pussy open for a particularly erotic sight.

“I’m working hard, daddy. Ah, it hurts!” Merida cries out with her forehead scrunched and her eyes closed tight.

“That means it’s working!” Ariel declares proudly.

“I’d be amiss if I didn’t ask exactly how you’re working hard.”

“Of course!” Ariel gives you a thumbs up with the hand not shoved in Merida’s pussy. “We’re pre-stretching Merida’s pussy so that the baby will come out easier.”

Tiana nods, both of her hands in fists as she follows after Ariel. “MmmHmm… a commoner like you wouldn’t understand, it’s pre-stretching!”

“Pre-stretching?”

“Yes! We exercise every day so that by the time the baby comes, she’ll fly right out! It’s healthy! I think we can be up to the fist by the end of the week! Are you ready for finger five?” Ariel asks.

“Ah, it’s too fast!”

“You need to so the baby is born healthy. You don’t want the baby to get crushed by your pussy, do you?”

“O-of course not!” Merida nearly cries as she takes a deep breath. “Okay, okay… pierce me.”

“Wait you two.” You put up a hand and stop this right now. “As much as this is doing something for me, and it is, I’m going to need you to stop you right there.”

“What is it, hero?”

“Who told you this was healthy anyway? Wait… I don’t need you to answer.” You hold up your hand and point at the closet. “BELLE!”

“Huh! Ah!” There is bump in the closet and the door slides open, revealing a red-faced and panting Belle.

“Huh? Belle’s in my closet?”

“Hmph.” Belle stands up straight and straightens her glasses, regaining her composure in an instant. “I supposed you’d known I was there, beast. There is a small hatch that connects our two closets together, it seems.”

“I didn’t know that!” Ariel responds in wide-eyed wonder.

“I’ve known for weeks. I must say, Ariel, do you have to masturbate four times a week? It’s exhausting having to keep entering your closet to watch.”

“Have you considered not watching Ariel masturbate?” you ask.

“Don’t be ridiculous. As Ariel’s big sister, it is my responsibility to ensure she maintains healthy habits. I have to keep an eye on her.”

“You’re my bi-bi-big sister?” Ariel asks excitedly with her eyes wide open.

“Of course, I’m all of your big sisters. Just trust in your onee-sama, I’ll look carefully after all of my women, and protect them from this filthy beast.”

“Your women…” you sigh. “And I suppose health includes having Ariel fist a pregnant woman?”

“O-of course! A man like you wouldn’t understand. It’s the beauty of one woman helping another. Can’t you see it? A princess is aiding her loyal knight, facilitating her role as a woman! It’s absolutely eroti- I mean, artistic!”

“You’re drooling…”

Belle wipes her mouth and gives a hateful look. “Of course, a man-beast like you wouldn’t understand the true beauty of a woman’s romance!”

“Actually, I completely understand.”

“You-you do?” Belle asks cautiously.

“Of course. I have to say, my heart skipped a beat. Walking in and seeing my girls giving their all to ease the birth of this baby, to see a princess not afraid to dirty her own hands to provide her knight special training. It truly moved me.”

“Yes!” Belle’s eyes got excited, and she steps toward you while nodding her head. “You really do it get it, don’t you!”

“Which is why I’d like big sister to provide the younger girls a proper demonstration.”

“What? A demonstration?”

“Yes. Of course. Supervision alone isn’t enough. Belle must actively participate.”

“Pwarticwipate!?” Belle’s mouth was drooling so much that the words came out that way.

“Yes, therefore, we shall proceed to properly show these girls the proper way to insert a fist into a pussy.”

“Wait… what?”

You raise you fist up and give a smile. “For the purposes of education.”

As the reality fell on Belle, her smile fades. “You-you-you beast!”

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“Why are you two holding me down?” Megara kicks and struggles as Dinah and Sylvia hold her down to the ground while you come forward with your member.

“As maids, it’s our job to facilitate the activities of our master!” Dinah declares while Sylvia nods enthusiastically.

“We’re friends right? We’re friends! You don’t have to do this!” Megara begs. “We already did it before, why do you need to do it again. Repetition gets boring! Just ask your readers!”

“I haven’t even slid it in yet and I’ve already broken your fourth wall?”

“If you break the third, won’t I become a 2D girl?”

“You can’t pun your way out of this one!”

“Was that a pun?

“What pun?”

“The Pun!”

“Pun made a pun?”

“What?”

“Huh?”

“Uh… I’m still going to rape you?” You try to get the conversation back on track while stroking your member.

“Then I’ll never be a bride!” Megara cries.

“Then I’m definitely going to rape you!”

“You monster!”

“What? I can’t hear you over the sound of so much rape!”

“Ah! Why s it so much bigger than it was before! That can’t fit!”

“What? Before was the trial period. You should be thankful, I was giving you time to adjust. Now, you’ve adjusted!” You declare. “Baka Maids! Holder her legs open, I’m going in!”

“He actually calls us Baka maids.”

“Shh… or he’ll do the same to us!”

“Why are you all complaining about me fucking you? You’re starting to make me feel bad.”

“You’re one to talk, don’t you realize how big your cock is these days!”

“Errrr…” You look down at the member.

“It’s bigger than a fist! That’s hardly normal sex! Only freaks like Ariel, Nala, or Tina like that kind of brutality!”

You give a sigh. “Fine, if I shrink it down, is this better?”

“It’s still the size of a pop can!”

“How about now?”

“Ah… th-that’s better…” Meg says, giving a relieved breath, then suddenly her eyes snap open. “What am I saying! You’re still plowing me with two strange women holding me down in the front yard! It’s public! There’s a man right over there who can totally see us!”

“Huh? Hey, what are you doing?” You look over to where Megara points to see a man trimming a hedge in your yard.

“Oh, don’t mind me, I’m the gardener. Sebastian hired me.”

You lower your eyes. “My girls, you wouldn’t by chance…”

The man gave a laugh. “I wish I could… but an unfortunate accident while at war and I’m sorry to say I lack the equipment anymore.”

Good pick Sebastian! “Ah… sorry to hear that, carry on.”

“Don’t carry on! He’s raping me! If you ever called yourself a man you should rescue me!”

“Sorry miss. Do your best.” The man gave a thumbs up in his dirty gloves, “Before my wife left me because of the lack of plumbing, we had a kid. I’d seen how much her vagina could stretch. You can take it!”

“That’s not the kind of encouragement I need!”

That gardener certainly is pitiful. Lost his dick. Lost his wife. Now he has to do the gardening work while some asshole plows women on top of it. You decide if he does a good job then you’ll do something nice for him one of these days. Ignoring the new gardener, you turn back to Megara.

“Will you give up the names?”

“Le-let’s talk about -MMMMmmm.”

Her mouth loses the ability to talk as you plunge your dick into her waiting pussy. Despite all her protests, she is quite sexually excited, and it goes in smooth. Her mouth looks weird, opened in a perpetual ‘O’. Her pussy also offers some strange resistance, like something was pushing into her from another angle. She desperately tries to say something, but the only sounds are muffled gagging. You pull your dick out.

“What happened?” Megara shouts tearfully as she regains the ability to use her mouth. “My butt really hurts and my mouth felt like something was in it!”

“Oh? You like my new spell? It’s called the hole-in-one. As I violate your pussy, I have clone spectre cocks violate your other holes. I get to fuck every hole at once! You’re in a four-some, and the guys are all me!”

“Why are you doing that! Isn’t that too much!”

“You think I’d make the sex simple? You’re being punished here! Now, let’s see which hole gives out first!”

“Wait, stop! We’re friends! You can’t do this to your friend!”

“You sure you don’t want to give the name?”

“Just wai- MMMMmmMmmmmmmMmmmm.”

“Ah, well, I’ll ask you again in an hour.

“Mmmm!?”

“Now, let the rapenning begin!”

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