The Power of Creation – Chapter 302

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“T-to think, Meeko the racoongirl only lasted thirty minutes!” the crowd is mumbling.

You pull your softening dick out of Meeko’s pussy. For the trash panda, you alternated between holes. Nothing’s too good for your ladies. A gush of sperm follows, and she collapses with a moan as white stuff leaks down her legs lewdly.

“Meeko! Are you okay? What is your verdict?”

“Eee….”

“Ee?’

“Eternal slave!”

“What?”

“I-impossible!”

“The raccoongirls aren’t even a small tribe like the cowgirls!” Lady shouted in disbelief. “To think, their chieftain would submit after only thirty minutes! I-is his penis really so dominating?”

“Yup!” Grimhilde nods.

“Of course, hero-san’s penis is best.” Aurora adds snobbishly.

“S-still, he’s already cum twice! Don’t think because he’s succeeded with docile cows and scared raccoons that his next match will be so easy! The next girl in line is Horace of the horsegirl tribe. She’s grown a reputation for being a wild stallion. Don’t think he can mount her so easily! She’ll buck him right off of her, especially if he mounts her ass like the previous girls!”

“Is that so…” Aurora seems unimpressed.

“Want to make a bet?” Grimhilde grins.

“Hmph… a bet, you say? If you’re really so convinced that he’ll creampie all 250 women, then how about this. If he succeeds in complete dominance for every woman… then… then… we’ll hand over the brain-washed demi-human slaves to serve him. Even though many of them have family and friends here, they’d be honored that their family was owned by a chieftain so great as you claim.”

“Huh? Doesn’t he already own them?” Grimhilde scratches her head in confusion.

“You… were you planning not to give our people back to us? His daughters messed with their brains! Naturally, we have planned on rehabilitation!” Lady declares, but then sighs. “F-fine… if that’s not enough, then I also will personally put on a collar and become his own personal bitch!”

“Hey, I’m his dog!” Tiana cries out, overhearing the conversation. “Does this girl wanna fight?”

“Settle, bitch, three bitches are better than two, right?” Ariel pats Tiana’s head.

“R-really? Ariel is so wise…”

Aurora decides to ignore her daughter as she further corrupts the mind of Tiana. Meanwhile, Grimhilde nods thoughtfully.

“What do you get in exchange if we lost?”

“Since my winning is all but assured, I simply ask that the Great Chieftains harem all become honorary demi-human tribe members. You will support us and maintain the dignity of the demi-human race.”

“So, since you can’t make my love accept demi-humans as his harem members, you decided to make his harem member demi-humans?”

“It’s the only way to protect our future, it seems.” Lady sighs. “So, do you agree?”

“Very well… if you win, your demi-humans will be treated on the same level as us harem. If you lose, you will be nothing but my love’s sex slaves to play with as he pleases.” The two shake hands.

Aurora nudges Grimhilde and whispers. “Hey, Grimhilde, doesn’t hero-san already treat his harem as nothing but sex slaves to play with as he pleases?”

“Shhh!” Grimhilde winks. “She’ll find that out the hard way.”

You get up behind the horsegirl, another pretty twenty-something who glances back at you with defiance, way less cowed than the previous raccoon. The God Pun intended.

“Are you ready for this?” You say loud enough for the crowd to hear.

“Neigh!”

“Too bad!”

You slam it into her asshole! She immediately bucks, her front hands shooting up as she shouts in surprise. Although you had done this to the previous girls, she had experience as a mount, and new how to toss those that didn’t treat her with respect. However, despite nearly standing, your dick was still in her ass. More than that, you were thrusting into her! Naturally, she couldn’t use her ass to push your dick out, since your dick was way too long for that!

She leaps forward and you grab onto her hips, going along with her. As you pound her ass, Horace fights for her life, galloping down the line of women still waiting. The women at the end of the line, bored and unable to see the previous sex events, are merely bored waiting for their turn. So, you can imagine their surprise when the Great chieftain comes riding down their line, a horsegirl neighing and winnying as she flees, but unable to interrupt your hard pounding action. Every step of her is accompanied with anal penetration by you!

“What- what is this? He’s really mounted her!”

“Am I seeing this right? She’s not a centaur or something! She has the body of a woman, how is he riding her ass from behind while she gallops at full speed! I’m seeing it and even I can’t understand how it exists!”

“It’s incredible! If only we had an illustration of this event to better visualize it!”

“I said… IF ONLY WE HAD AN ILLUSTRATION TO BETTER VISUALIZE IT!”

Oh, fuck off. Half of you still talk shit about my illustrations, and most of those aren’t even the people supporting me. Now you want an illustration for every girl he fucks the day of release? Fuck you.

“Jeese, relax, we were just asking.”

“Yeah, dude, chill. No need to get upset. We were joking.”

… I hate you all.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 301

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“First up, Clarabell of the cowgirl tribe!”

Now, you’d think a cowgirl would be ugly, but Clarabell was actually quite a cute demi-human. With a brown mane, a long tail, and four boobs. Oh, yeah, she has four of them. They all fit on her chest too! It isn’t like those furry girls with the boobs down their stomach. She just has four perfect boobs on her chest. After Rapunzel, this animal girl is not problem. At least her tail isn’t all bushy.

“Which do you think?” Someone whispers.

“Oh, #1 for certain.”

“Really? I bet #2, let’s bet…”

“What’s going on here? Grimhilde and Aurora ask as Lady seems to be collecting money on the sidelines.

“Oh… it’s just a means of raising money during dominance ceremonies.” Lady explains, “People take bets on to the results of the ceremony. With nearly 250 women, the bets this ceremony are going to go insane.”

“What’s #1 and #2-“

“Moooooo!” Clarabell let’s out a cry as you slide your dick in her ass.

“#2! He went for anal!”

“Hmph! Analing a cow, how crass.”

Aurora stopped, lowering her head. “Nevermind… I figured it out.”

“Ahhh… it’s in my ass, but it doesn’t hurt at all!” Clarabell says in surprise. “In fact, it’s really…. Really… Moooo-cummming!”

There was a bunch of muttering around the crowds. “She came already, the cow chieftain this year is very easy to dominate, isn’t she?”

“What’s he doing? He’s still going? Doesn’t he have 249 more women? He shouldn’t waste his stamina. She’s already been dominated.”

“Naaa…aaaa… my ass feels amazing!” Clarabell cries out.

Of course, you’re using magic to cheat a little, ramping up Clarabell’s sexual excitement, removing any discomfort, and helping her derive anal sexual pleasure in the same way you used to turn Snow White into an anal slut. You want to send out the message that their ass is yours, but that doesn’t mean they won’t enjoy themself.

“He won’t last 10.”

“I bet he gets thrown off when he tries to mount the elephantgirl tribe.”

“On that note, why do we call all the tribes cowgirls, catgirl, and wolfgirl when they have both men and women in our tribes?”

“Why do they call them firemen and bellboys when both men and women work those jobs?”

“That’s fair…”

“I vote for the 20th person!”

Aurora and Grimhilde both look at Lady again for clarification.

“The biggest bet will be how many he’s able to submit. No one thinks he’ll be able to make all 250, especially considering he’s still working on the first one and it’s been ten minutes. We were going to tell him that if he must take breaks, it’s fine, but the more breaks he takes, the more respect he loses. The last 50 some tribes likely won’t respect him at all, but they’ll follow suit when it suites them. He should be picking the largest tribes like the catgirl tribe and the rabbitgirl tribe, as to consolidate his power, but he literally started at the beginning of the line. At this rate, he’ll only have complete dominance of a handful of small tribes, and thus will fail to be chieftain.”

“You don’t know our love very well, do you?” Grimhilde chuckles.

“Hero-san is being underestimated.”

“Mooo! Mooo! Ahhhn… c-c-cumming again!”

“Hmph! Well, how long do you think your man will last?” Lady demands.

“All…” Grimhilde says without pause.

“250…” Aurora adds.

“250! Hmm… well… at least you think highly of your man. I know he spent some time dominating Cruella, but he had his daughters to help him. Cruella also took on the appearance of his mother, no normal man could easily be aroused when banging their own mother.”

The two other girls look away, deciding not to comment.

“So, if that’s the case, then how many women do you expect him to cream and establish complete dominance?”

“All…”

“250…”

“You… he may have a harem of 32 beautiful women, but this is 250 strong-willed, sexy maidens. If you’re so convinced that his stamina can hold out, how about you bet on it!”

“Already ahead of you…” Grimhilde appears by the bet keeper, handing a massive pile of gold and causing the man’s eyes to grow eager and greedy.

“Moooo! Ahhhnnn… the sex is so good I’m lactating!” Clarabell’s moans fill the village.

“Is that even possible!”

“He’s fucking the milk out of her! Quick, get a bucket!”

Lady looks around worriedly at the large amount of money the harem are betting. She doesn’t think they’ll win. Rather, she thinks it’ll cause some distress taking so much money from their newly formed allies and the females of their new chieftain. The thought of the demi-human tribes going bankrupt doesn’t even cross her mind.

“I think we just financed the war against Tremaine.” Grimhilde says happily, her own greed flashing across her face.

“Only a demonlord would take satisfaction over shamelessly exploiting their new allies.” Aurora sniffs.

“Ladies… you’re speaking as if your man has already one. The Great Chieftain may be powerful, but he is spending all his time on one woman.”

“…”

“His stamina can’t hold out!”

Lady sighs as she turns to watch the domination. You are seriously plowing that cowgirl into the ground. Any semblance of defiance is long gone, as she helplessly cries while being pounded like an animal, lewd noises filling the village for nearly thirty minutes. Although many grow impressed by the level you’ve gone to dominate a single tribe, most think you’ve wasted nearly an hour of hard fucking on a single woman. Even though she looks completely broken, that’s but one tribe of 250! It might have been an impressive feat on a normal day where one tribe was dominating another, but on this day, it shows your failure as a Great Chieftain to save the energy to dominate all of them.

“Wait… he hasn’t cum yet.” One of the audiences tries to look at the bright side of things. “If he pulls out before he creams her, he should have enough to dominate another-“

“Mmmmooooo! I’m going cwrazy… I can’t take it! Ahhhnnn! Ahhhnnn!” Clarabell let’s out her last enthusiastic moans as she climaxes for the hundredth time. “I feel it, white stuff is going in my asshole! I’m cumming again! Ah, stop with the buckets! It’s embarrassing!”

Clarabell finally collapses on her four tits, her ass up in the air. You pull your dick out, still rock hard. White stuff leaks from her ass as well as her boobs.

A few other cowgirl’s approach their chieftain, poking her. “Oi… chief… how dominated would you say we are?”

“eeee…” Clarabell’s eyes were unfocused, bubbles forming at her mouth as she laid their spasming in sexual gratification.

“This is the most important part…” Lady pokes the two other girls. “the chieftain must declare what level of dominion he has over her based on his skill. There are five levels of dominion. 1. Acceptance, 2. Friendship, 3. Equality, 4. Subservience, and 5. Slave. There are other levels, but they are never met.”

“C-clarabelle?”

“Eternal Slaves!” Clarabell shouts out, still drooling, her eyes ecstatic.

“How does that number up?”

“A a-an 8.” Lady manages to get out, her mouth open in shock. “The cowgirl tribe has dissolved all rights as a demi-human tribe and they and all future generations will forever be loyal to him and his future generations for all time. There is no greater subservience! This has only happened once before, and at the time there were only two members of the tribe left!”

While people shout out in disbelief, you walk over to the next girl in line. She is part of the raccoongirl tribe, and has spent the last hour shaking as she sees you raping the cowgirl’s ass. She had some white stuff across her dark raccon eyes, splash from Clarabell’s midsex milking. Normally, she’d be compelled to flee, but now she’s too scared to move!

“Well, raccongirl. You’re next!”

“G-g-gulp!”

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World of Women – V1 – Alternative Chapter 26

What’s this? Well, if you were around before I finished Volume 1, you may remember that there was a lot of hate for the direction I took the end of Volume 1.  This was a bit ironic, because I made those changes exactly because of the criticism I was receiving, and actually had a slightly different direction I planned to take WoW. The changes weren’t massive, but I offered a Patreon goal in exchange for writing the alternative/original version of Volume 1 of wow. The main take was that Hannah was not Faeri, but a new Yandere character with some ties to Clyburn. 

Anyway, the goal was “barely” met, so here is the start of fulfilling that promise.  This is basically an alternative to Chapter 26. Why is it free? Because it took so long to get it out, and many of the people who did contribute to it may not be patreon members anymore and vice-versa. 

Which leaves me my last question. Do you want more of this? If I continued it, it’d be four more chapters max, concluding volume 1 alternatively. Nothing substantial will be changed, with many scenes being identical with slight spins and this is basically not canon. Most of the same events would occur, and I think you already get the direction it “would have” gone just with this chapter. You let me know how you want my time to be used. 

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“Hey… wake up.” I felt a hand slapping my cheek lightly. “Wake up, sleepyhead…”

“Mmm… Hannah?” I murmured, the world around me still a bit blurry.

There was some light chuckling. “Not exactly…”

My eyes finally focused on a woman in front of me. She was a pretty girl, with hazel eyes and long dark brown hair. Her features were tepid and she had a long nose and a heart-shaped face. As soon as she saw me focus on her face, she broke into a small smile. I realized that she was sitting on me. Her legs were actually wrapped around mine as she sat very intimately against me.

“There you go… Clyburn… wakey, wakey.”

“Faeri, can you stop playing?” A voice came from behind the woman, causing her expression to turn ugly for a second.

“Faeri?” The words came slamming home. “Faeri!”

I immediately tried to stand, but I realized at that point my hands were tied behind me. They weren’t just behind my back, my hands were tied around a chair. If the woman sitting on my lap was Faeri, that meant that she was the woman who took Hannah!

“Hahahaha…” Faeri jumped for a second and then laughed as I found myself unable to move. “Don’t get up on my account.”

“Hannah! Where is she?” I demanded.

“Hannah! Where is she?” Faeri responded in a mocking tone before reaching out and grabbing my hair.

She pulled it painfully until my head was forced up. She then pushed down with her feet, standing up until she was hovering over me. Her mouth was only a few inches from mine. I could feel her hot breath against my cheek.

“Who- where?”

“Ah… poor little Clyburn. You know, we just met and you tried to stick your long hard thing in me. How do you expect a girl to react?” Faeri whispered mischievously, lowering her head and biting my ear.

“Faeri!”

Faeri rocked back, looking behind herself, rolling her eyes in an exaggerated manner. “Yes, Mom…”

Faeri moved her leg, finally getting her weight off of me. She moved aside, and I finally started to focus on everything else in the room. It was a rather empty room with concrete floors and walls. It looked like a basement or some kind of storage area. However, whatever storage it had been used for had been cleared out, and now there was only the chair I was strapped to, a small table, and a couple of other boxes and crates.

However, my eyes barely had time to acknowledge these things before I focused on the other woman in the room. My eyes widened in a heartbeat, letting out a noise of surprise.

“T-tinya!”

The girl looked up at me, her expression dark and displeased. However, she was undeniably the maid my mother had kicked out of our house about a year ago. She was the first person in this world I had ever had sex with. She took my virginity, and I was pretty certain I had taken hers.

“Hello, Clyburn, it’s been a while.” Tinya murmured, her eyes avoiding mine.

“Now… now… don’t be so closed off!” The woman named Faeri laughed, moving up behind Tinya and wrapping her arms around her affectionately. “Former lovers should always remain on good terms.”

“We’re not…” Tinya shot Faeri a frustrated look, only causing the other woman to laugh even more.

She leaned forward and bit Tinya’s ear in the same way she had just done to me. Tinya closed her eyes, leaning back against Faeri as if being comforted by her embrace. As they held each other, Faeri’s hand slid down Tinya’s stomach and then slid into her skirt. Tinya gasped, her eyes widened. She immediately started shaking her head.

“N-no… not here… not in front of him.” Tinya breathed, her face flushed.

Faeri pulled her hand away, slapping Tinya on the butt with a resounding clap before turning away. She wore a somewhat strange smile on her face, that looked both dangerous and seductive, but a moment later, she seemed to lose interest, checking her nails casually. Tinya seemed to sigh, recovering after Faeri’s aggressive touches.

“You’re behind this, then?” I demanded.

Tinya’s focus finally returned to me. “Of course. After your mother abandoned me, the Primrose became my new family. My knowledge of your home made it easy. I naturally had to find my own way in the world.”

“Becoming a lipstick lesbian? That was your way?”

Tinya sniffed. “Faeri loves me… and I love her. A man like you wouldn’t understand things like love.”

“I love my sisters…”

“I wouldn’t call your… infatuation love.” Tinya’s lips twisted. “But… that’s why it was so easy to exploit you. Even I didn’t think you’d walk right into our trap.”

“I did what you requested. Let my sister go.”

Tinya chuckled. “I might, given enough time.”

“You…” I wanted to get angry, but I found it difficult towards Tinya.

Of course, I had never expected them to release my sister. I wasn’t so stupid to assume that it would have been an even exchange. The reason I came was that I wanted them to catch me. First, if I cooperated, it was less likely they would harm Hannah. Had I done nothing, whatever they did to Hannah would be on me. Whether they raped her or just started cutting off fingers, how could I live with myself? The second reason was that a man’s life had more value than a woman. Even if the police wouldn’t try to hard to look for Hannah, I knew they would do everything to find me.

Was it the smartest decision I ever made? No. However, I didn’t feel I had any other option. My sister was caught because of me. I wouldn’t risk her getting further hurt. I couldn’t sit back and do nothing.

“Why? Why did you betray my family?”

“Do I have to spell it out for you?” Tinya raised an eyebrow. “Well… I suppose I can tell you my story. Ever since I was young, I was all but promised seed from my brother. My mother said that brother would happily give me his seed. Brother even told me he loved me, once. He used to touch me, you know? He liked to stick things inside me. The bigger, the better.”

“…”

“Of course, I was only 12 at the time, and my brother was my everything. I didn’t find it odd that he wanted to play with my body. Even though it hurt… even though I bled almost every time, I never question it. I only understood later that my brother was something called a sadist. What brother loved was the look of pain on my face. On my thirteenth birthday, he, tried to stick something in me he shouldn’t have, and I nearly died. Brother got into a lot of trouble and the police nearly arrested him.

“You see, it was those nasty lipsticks who just hate men. They were the ones who fought for me. Of course, I rejected their pleas to report what he did under oath, just as mother told me to. We were family, after all. However, the damage was done. By the time I healed, brother left, having lost all interest in me and the family who got him in trouble. Meanwhile, mother grew to resent me for pushing her precious son away. I was kicked out of the house shortly after, without the seed I was promised. Without anything.”

“What’s that have to do with my mom?” I demanded.

“That’s when I met your mother… I didn’t tell her about my past so much, but she gave me a chance in your home. I was so happy. I had a chance to start over again, as your maid. Your mother never said anything, but I knew she hired me to be your bed partner. Well, I planned to teach you everything I could.”

“Instead, you raped me,” I responded flatly.

Tinya sniffed. “Brother was twelve when he started playing with me. I wanted to show you everything as well. You were old enough. But your mother wanted to wait until you were far too old. She didn’t trust me near you. She kept me away. I could see the truth. She just wanted a backup plan. Some stupid girl she could throw away. So, I took it upon myself to take what was mine!”

“And after you got what you wanted?”

“I’d have stayed!” Tinya shouted. “What girl do you take me for? I had waited long enough! I wanted my due upfront! I wasn’t going to live for years on empty promises again! I wasn’t going to stay by your side and let you do things to me only for me to come out without another baby! I tried to tell Morgan that, but she wouldn’t understand. She wanted you to herself! Do you want to know the truth? She would have never given me to you if it was left up to her!”

“…” My feelings were very complicated in this manner.

The truth was, I would have accepted Tinya even after the rape debacle. It couldn’t have turned out any worst than it did with Veris and Nada. She was my first in this world, even if it was technically rape. If anything, I might never have awakened if it wasn’t for Tinya. In a way, I owed her my very life. She was the baptism that brought me into this world of women. If I had understood things at the time, I would have stopped my mother from tossing her out.

“So… is that it? You tried to have me without permission, my mom kicked you out, and you joined a lesbian gang?”

Tinya stared at me for a few moments before turning away. “No… once your mom kicked me out, I was lost, but I hadn’t hit rock-bottom yet. That came later. I decided to find my brother again.  I desperately tried to get my brother to have me again, to give me a baby. I actually broke into a male club to find him. I begged him on my knees for his seed. And so… he delivered… he… and every other guy in the club.”

I turned my head away as the woman called Tinya stared at me with a wry smile, only managing to mutter. “I’m… sorry…”

“Don’t be… at the time I gladly did it. I let nearly twenty men do whatever they wanted to me all night. Even as they put out cigarettes on my skin and stuck painful things into my ass roughly. I told myself if I got pregnant, it’d be all worth it.”

“I… take it you didn’t get pregnant.”

She laughed. “After I passed out, they forced a day-after pill down my throat. Just to be cruel. They threw me out on the street. I was naked, covered in cum, and bleeding from my crotch. I still bleed when it’s too rough. That’s the men of this world. That’s you…”

“I… never would have thrown you ou-“ I remembered the blood on my fingers that night, and couldn’t continue.

“Shut up!” She screamed. “You’re no better! You’re just another man! Another disgusting man!”

I lowered my head, not able to really come up with a response. In some ways, she was right. I had lived pretty selfishly up until now. It was my behavior which had broken up the friendship between my mother and my aunt. It was my behavior which broke Hannah and Madison’s close relationship. In the end, it was my own behavior that brought me here, in this cell.

It was my own stupidity, my own selfishness, and my own insecurities. Just like those men who cruelly raped Tinya, my first thoughts weren’t to improve or progress this world, but to take advantage of it. I may not be exactly like every man there, but could I really say I was any better?

“I’m… sorry…” I said simply.

“It doesn’t matter?” Tinya shrugged. “It was then that the Primrose found me. It was then that Faeri saved me. They gave me a home where your mother wouldn’t. They accepted me, flaws and all. Faeri…”

Tinya looked up at Faeri, a gentle smile forming on her lips. It was the first time I had ever seen her smile. However, Faeri didn’t return it, seemingly more interested in her nails. After a moment, Tinya sighed, her smile turning back to a frown as she glared at me.

“Then, what do you want with me?” I demanded.

“You? That’s simple.” Tinya shrugged. “We want to sell your seed.”

“Is that all?”

Tinya snorted. “What? Did you think this was about vengeance? Did you think I honestly give a damn about you? Primrose wants to branch out. Black market seed is profitable, and having a boy to produce for us would allow us to afford better things and to branch into new markets. With luck, we might even get recognized by some of the larger gangs. If enough time goes by and you’re declared dead, we could trade you for protection. Men may be pointless, but they have their uses in society.”

“…”

“Look, once we’re sure the cops aren’t on our trail, we’ll release your sister.” Tinya nodded. “If you provide cum willingly, we’ll improve your living conditions. If you make this difficult, you can see how difficult it will be. That’s all. Faeri, let’s go…”

“Mm…” Faeri shrugged as Tnya headed for the door. “Go on without me, love, I have things to say to our guest here.”

“Faeri?” Tinya stopped at the door, looking over at Faeri uncertainly.

“It’s fine, love, I’ll be back shortly.” Faeri blew her a kiss, and Tinya relaxed before leaving the room.

After the door closed behind her, Faeri’s eyes turned back to me. Her eyes had a tinge to them that caused my spine to tingle. Even though she wore a smile on her face, it didn’t touch those eyes at all. If anything, they seemed to lack any brightness at all.

“So, you’re a man, huh?” Faeri suddenly asked.

“Eh?” I let out a confused expression as Faeri approached me, her eyes not blinking.

“I’ve seen very few men in my life. After mother went to jail, I was raised by women.”

“I-is that so…” I said, eyeing her nervously.

Something about the way Faeri moved seemed like she was on the edge of extreme motion. It was a dangerous movement that put me on edge. I didn’t know Faeri much at all, but it was exactly for that reason that she felt unpredictable and dangerous.

“The way Tinya speaks of men, I expected something more… intimidating.” Faeri said, stopping in front of me, her finger coming out and stroking my leg. “But I don’t find you unappealing at all.”

My hands strained on the restraints, but I was not able to move an inch. I had no choice but to sit there as the girl stood over me, her finger gently moving up my thigh, growing more intimate by the second.

“Aren’t you a lesbian?” I said, desperately trying to come up with something to get her eyes off of me.

“Hm?” Faeri gave me an amused expression. “A lesbian, is it? You assume that because of my relationship with Tinya, my interests would rest with her?”

“…” I didn’t know how to respond with that.

“I admit, I haven’t tried a man before. So, if it comes to experience, I’m more knowledgeable with women. However, you could say the same about most other women. It’s not exactly easy to have experiences with a man.” As Faeri spoke, she was looking down on me in a strange way, like I was a toy she was playing with.

“Yeah… but you’re in an organization of lipstick lesbians. Aren’t you all man-haters?”

Faeri threw back her head and laughed. “Lipstick lesbians… yes… I know many of them. There are tons even in Primrose. Of course, even lipsticks don’t truly hate men. Until a day comes that your seed is no longer needed to procreate, even the most diehard man-hater understands the value of a man. Sure, many lipsticks believe men should be in factories, but fear isn’t quite the same as hate. You may not want to ever be near a bee, but that doesn’t mean you won’t hesitate to sample their honey.”

“And you? You’re not afraid of men?”

“Tied down as you are? I wouldn’t say its fear I feel. If anything, I’m more interested in seeing your stinger.”

“My stinge- ahh… don’t!” Faeri’s hands reached out and grabbed my pants.

I tried to raise my hips, but I was powerless as she unbuttoned my pants. A moment later, she brought out my dick from within. As she did so, she moved down to her knees, looking at it as if she was examining a piece of meat.

“It’s kind of small, isn’t it?” Faeri said wonderingly, however, as her hands played with it, my teen hormones couldn’t be contained and soon it started to stiffen. “Ah! It’s getting larger!”

Faeri started laughed while her hands stroked up and down my cock. I didn’t really understand much, and I really didn’t know what was going through Faeri’s mind at the moment. The one thing I did know was that the way Tinya looked at her, she was in love with Faeri. As for Faeri, I didn’t think that the feeling was mutual. Unfortunately, I was tied up and completely powerless. Which meant that I couldn’t stop Faeri from playing with my dick.

If Tinya came back in and saw this, I had the distinct feeling the one who would be punished for it would be me. Thus, I was inclined not to be violated by this girl, who already gave me vibes of being unhinged.

“Stop… put it away, you’ve had your fun.” I demanded.

“Have I?” Faeri peaked up at me, her eyes flashing a strangely dangerous look. “I believe they do it something like this? Ahhhh!”

Faeri opened her mouth and then put it around my dick. She did it in a way that was actually quite similar to the first time Madison had ever done it. Perhaps this was a thing amongst teenage girls, this seemingly incorrect way to suck cock. Faeri didn’t take very long though before she got the hang of it. She added her tongue right away, and finally pressed the cock against her throat, sucking on it like a straw.

“Hah… s-stop…” My breath came out a little more haggard as she enjoyed the taste of my cock on her lips.

Her lips were a bit fuller than Madison’s, and thus the feeling was a bit softer. She also quickly adapted to it and I didn’t feel any teeth. I could only stare down in disbelief as my captor sucked on my dick. She was quite vivacious, laughing excitedly as her lips broke from my wet cock before taking it back into her mouth. Her previously dead eyes seemed to hold a light of excitement in them as if this was something that gave her meaning. At the very least, she seemed to be very satisfied with my cock, and her noises of excitement drove my cock forward.

I wanted to resist and fight back, but my hands were quite literally tied. I could only bite my lip to hold back noises. Perhaps the most frustrating part was how good she was at it. She may have been an amateur, but it only took her moments before she was sucking my cock as good as mom ever could. Her hand reached down and cupped my balls while she sucked away. I felt no teeth and only the warm motion of her mouth.

Her hand suddenly reached up and she stuck two fingers in my mouth. My first instinct was to bite down, but fortunately, my mind was working. Her mouth was around my cock. I was really not in a good position to get into a biting context. If it was a question of who would suffer more, the answer was obvious. Thus, I sucked on her fingers instead. They had a salty taste to them that I couldn’t quite put my mind on. Then it came flashing home. It was likely the same taste Madison enjoyed every time she sucked my cock after Mother and I fucked.

“You like?” Faeri purred mischievously, rubbing her wet lips across my cock. “That’s my Tinya. Maybe I’ll let you taste more of her later.”

She popped my cock back into her mouth, but her hand never left my face. It was the hand she had used earlier to finger Tinya, and I became very aware of the smell of Tinya’s sex on them. Rather than disgust me, it seemed to turn me on even more.

It felt so good, that I lost the urge to struggle. Instead, I thrust up, trying to aid her in uniting the head of my cock with her throat. She made a pleased noise in the back of her throat, sucking even harder until my eyes threatened to roll up in the back of my head. She appeared to have no gag reflex, or any desire to breathe either, as Faeri brought my cock down to the very root and held it in her mouth for what felt like minutes at a time.

Had I not been chained, I probably would have been holding the back of her head, lost in the feel of her affection. Thoughts of Hannah and Tinya melted away, and the horny teenager in me took over. Of course, I was just a horny teenager, and thus didn’t really have the ability to last forever. Thus, her incredible blowjob ended with my cock swelled with cum.

I started blowing my loud into Faeri’s mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise when the first load shot down the back of her throat, but they narrowed into a pleased expression and she started sucking harder. Rather than spitting my cock our of gagging, she started swallowing. I finally let out a long moan, one that assuredly could be heard outside the room. If Tinya was standing nearby, she would hear, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop as I indulged in this strange girl’s mouth.

Faeri kept on sucking until I came every last drop, not letting a single drop run down her chin. She finally carefully popped the cock out of her mouth, closing her mouth. She smiled with a strangely mischievous look on her face, then reached out and stroked the top shaft of my shrinking cock, as if she was petting a dog and telling it that it was doing a good job.

Finally, Faeri got up, moving forward until her face came up to mine. My eyes widened as she took my lips, kissing me fashionable. A moment later, her tongue pushed its way into my mouth, kissing me aggressively. I wasn’t the kind of guy who wouldn’t kiss a girl after a blowjob, but it usually wasn’t so immediate. I cringed only a little as her cum-soaked breath mixed with my own. However, a moment later I felt something slimy cross from her tongue onto my tongue.

At that point, I realized that Faeri hadn’t swallowed everything. She had kept some cum on her tongue, and now she was forcing it down my throat. I tried to tummy head away, but Faeri grabbed my head with both hands, pushing her lips so hard against me it hurt. Short of biting her tongue, I had no defense as she shoved my own cum down my throat. With her tongue pushing, I had no choice but to swallow, even as I grimaced.

Only when she was certain I swallowed it, did she pull away. I immediately spat, making a nasty grunt. Faeri burst out laughing.

“Hahaha, What? You’re happy to make me swallow it, but you won’t yourself?” Faeri laughed.

She reached up and grabbed my head. I instinctually turned to avoid her kissing me again, but this time she went up to my ear, not my mouth. With her lips, still wet from my cock and mouth, she whispered softly.

“You and I will be sharing everything soon. We’re going to have so much fun.” I shook my head to try to break her grip, and she thankfully let go.

Standing up straight, she let out another laugh before wiping her mouth with the back of her sleeve. She gave me one more chilling smile, one that didn’t touch her eyes in the slightest. Then, she turned around and walked away without another word. As she left, she turned out the lights, and as the door closed, it plunged me into darkness. She hadn’t even put my dick away, so it was still hanging out the top of my pants, wet and cold.

I had a dark suspicion that it wasn’t going to end with this. Faeri had gotten a taste, and I had the feeling my problems were only just getting started.

The Power of Creation – Chapter 300

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“I’m sorry, I’m having a little bit of difficulty… dealing with this…” Your face twitches as you look down at Lady, who is bowing down low to you.

“What do you not understand? After your victory… the surviving tribes got to witness your prowess on the battlefield. It has been decided to have you become the chief of the demihumans. Every surviving tribe’s chief is represented here. As a result, you can accomplish something no demi-human has ever managed, a complete unification of the entire demi-human realm. You will be the chief of all demi-humans, hail the great chieftan!”

“Hail the great chieftain!” Hundreds of demi-humans nearby all bow in front of you.

You had since returned to the city with the broken Cruella and your daughters. As for the enslaved, you’ve decided to put them off for now, settling whatever you had to with the tribes first. After joining back up with the harem, you enter the city only to see the display before you.

Lady approaches you and is now suddenly declaring you a chieftain. That’s not really a problem for you. You can actually understand that. You’ve already become the ruler of the dragons, the harpies, 6/7th of the demons, the borderlands of Riun, the dark elves, the goblins, and more besides. No, the problem you’re having issue handling is the rows and rows of women, all bent over a long pew, their skirts up, their panties down. Most of them have tails, and those tails that could, wagged excitedly.

“I get that your tribe leaders wish to join me, but what is this about?” You finally break down and ask.

“Great Chieftain, we are half animal by nature. It is not our custom to select a leader like some human or demon.”

“Hah? Didn’t you say you’re selecting me as Great Chieftan?”

“N-no…” Lady shook her head. “It’s not like that. We aren’t selecting you. We are submitting to you. Do you understand?”

“No.”

Lady lets out a sigh before she starts explaining, “Each tribe of the demi-humans is their own entity. Thus, each tribe chieftain must submit for their race personally. For example, you must perform a submission ceremony with the chief of the parrotgirl tribe for the parrotgirl tribe to recognize your authority. Since there are over 250 tribes ready to submit, I’ve prepared the chieftains for your convenience.”

“I’m sorry… I’m still lost here. What do you mean by submission ceremony?”

“Well, isn’t that obvious? We are animals? How would one dog force another dog to submit?”

“H-how?”

“Of course, he humps the other dog! Male dogs even hump other male dogs to establish authority. This is the way of things. You need not worry. The chieftains have already agreed to submit. Do they not look submissive?”

You look down a long line of women of all shapes and sizes, their butts in the air, their pussies completely exposed for the taking. They’re all waiting with docile posses for you to jump up behind and hump them to your hearts content.

“They look pretty submissive…” You let out a breath.

Lady smiles as if pleased by these words. “Good, then, you shall hump each one of these women, establishing your dominance over each tribe. A quick warning, some women may still challenge you as a matter of pride. They will try to throw you off their backside. If they should succeed, it would be great embarrassment for you. You would lose much authority within her tribe, and possibly others. Just make sure that once you mount her, you hump her good and proper!”

“Okay… and… just to be clear here… humping… you mean, my dick… in her pussy?”

Lady sniffed. “Well, strictly speaking, penetration is not required. You’ve lucked out and all Chieftain are females under 30 at the moment as a result of the dark elves meddling, but in the past if there were two males, the dominant may not choose to penetrate the submissive out of respect and care. As for your case, you plan to dominant the entire demi-human realm, yes?”

“Ah, I guess… I should…”

“Then, I would recommend you don’t worry about showing respect. You want complete dominance, so the more aggressive you are, the more subservient they will be. There are many factors involved, whether you penetrate, what you penetrate, how long you penetrate, if they orgasm… these kinds of things.”

“What I penetrate?”

“For example, if you stick it in her ass, you’re telling her you’ll be a rough and cruel leader, demanding more submission from her. However, the pain may cause her to buck and try to escape, which would embarrass you if she succeeded. So, you have to decide if anal is worth it. When the power struggle is between one man and one woman, usually, he goes until completion. Creampie-ing a chieftain is one of the strongest shows of dominance, especially if she becomes pregnant.”

“Really…”

“However, my Great Chieftain, we all understand that you are but one man, and mounting these 250 chieftain would be nigh impossible. I’d suggest you give each girl just a few humps, only sparing a little more time to those that look resistant. You may face a great deal of opposition and resistance from your chieftains later, but there may be times later to reestablish dominance one by one on a different date. It’ll be a few years before you gain complete control of the realm, but I trust you can do it.”

“No…” Your eyes narrow as your face fills with resolve. “I’ll do what I must now!”

“S-so brave…” Lady looks up at you with stars in her eyes.

“Doesn’t he just want to bang 250 hot demi-human women?” one of your harem whispers.

Always leave it to one of your bitches to tell it like it is.

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Power of Creation – New Year’s Special!!!

“10…”

“Master, please think about this!”

“9…”

“Daddy, stop!”

“8…”

“No, prince, not again!”

“7…”

“Boss… please… since there are four of us, can you at least spare us having 4 at once?”

“6…”

“Rookie! A-are you sure this is how it’s celebrated?”

“5…”

“Mm… it is true that Darling’s method is a little unorthodox, but this is technically how a New Year’s celebration is done!”

“4…”

“Why is commoner always so unorthodox!”

“3…”

“What is New Year’s anyway, and why is this tiny-pervert making us celebrate it?”

“2…”

“It’s to welcome the new year through celebration! Darling merely wants to welcome the new year right!”

“1…”

“W-w-with a pussy canon!”

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

“Nyaaaaa….”

“Gaaaaaahhh

“Hahahaha aaaaaaahnnn…”

“It’s cumming out!”

“My pussy is exploding!”

“N-no… not again!”

You welcome in the new year with a 30-pussy salute, each girl blasting out her mist into the night air. You salute nothing in particular, a single tear dropping down your face. It’s the simple things in life that make the world worth living. This last year has been an incredible one. So many things have happened.

Now, you get to enjoy a small celebration, and nothing starts a celebration better than forcing thirty some women to simultaneously cum hard enough that their pussies erupt in a fine mist. That mist coats the front of the lawn, giving a nice lewd glisten to your yard at night. Ah… that’s the life.

You release the girls from their confinements. Some girls give you glares, while others seem quite happy to participate in this year’s festivities. It’s a new year and you decide to just relax for this one.

You set a bonfire out on the front yard. Setting the weather so it’s just cold enough that all of your girl’s nipples are rock hard through their bra-less clothing, but not cold enough that it’s a discomfort to you. Sitting back in a lawn chair, you cook marshmallows on the fire enjoying the few of your women.

Elena, Jasmine, Rapunzel, Maleficant, and Mulan are eagerly making more marshmallows and trying to create smores with the ingredients you gave them. Well, you didn’t tell them how to do it, so they are trying out many various methods to hilarious results. Ariel is off trying to turn her mother, Merida, and Tiana into pussy canons without the use of the equipment you created. Medusa is massaging your feet while you sit back. It’d be a little more comfortable if she didn’t occasionally suck on your toes. Esmerelda is sitting quietly next to Grimhilde and Ursula, who are in a conversation about what their New Year Resolutions should be. Ursula wants to lose ten pounds while Grimhilde wants to go a week without craving cum.

Anna and Elsa are running around the recently misted grass, laughing and trying to catch fireflies. Mulan actually looks happy and content snuggling next to Mushu, so close to the fire that if they weren’t red dragons you’d be convinced they were on fire. Kida and Snow White are battling with sticks, using the melted marshmallow as a marker that one of them gets hit. Soon, they are both white and sticky. Belle offers to lick them off, but quickly gets rejected.

Nala is eying the bag of hotdogs in a way that’s making you nervous. Pocahontas is discussing something with Wendy while nodding occasionally and readjusting her baby. Moana is sitting with them, as is Rapunzel. Megara seems to be off on her own, sitting quietly with a cup of something that is steaming hot. Cinderella is trying to show how many hot dogs she can deepthroat. The answer is ten before she starts choking her spirit abandons her body. The maids keep running in and out to bring more hot dogs and marshmallows as the group runs out. Sebastian is nearby nodding happily. Even Cruella is sitting quietly, nibbling on a marshmallow by herself.

“My love… when you look around and smile like that, it makes us nervous.” Grimhilde gives a wry smile, catching most of the girls nearby’s interest. “What is it?”

“Nothing…” You return a smile. “It’s just good to be together.”

“I-is that it, Prince?” Ursula asks nervously. “No horrific sex allegory? No ‘be careful what you wish for?” No strangely sex-fueled song? Nor horrifying sex orgy or another Jasmine sex fakeout?”

“Jasmwine swex whwwat?” Jasmine tries to say, her mouth full of marshmallows.

“Nope… none of that. This is a whole new year. I just wanted to say one thing to all of you girls.”

“What’s that?”

“I love you, and I’m honored I’ll get to spend another year with you all.”

“””””””””“We love you too!”””””””””””” All of the girls respond with smiles on their faces.

Have a wonderful New Year and make the most out of it.

Modern Warfare

This is just another concept chapter that I’ve been sitting on. Some time when I’m free I might compile all these into a table of contents. This one was conceived my Ruki and me some time ago. I’ve mentioned it in a few surveys so I thought I’d put the first chapter up.

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“Dude, let’s talk about this!”

“Talk? You fucked my girl! Now, you’re going to fucking die!”

“Dude… she left you, she ain’t your girl right now, you know that!”

“She left me because you ratted me out to the feds. Akari is an ivy league girl, you knew she wouldn’t want to be with no arms dealer’s son! I TOLD YOU ABOUT MY FAMILY BECAUSE I TRUSTED YOU! BUT YOU! YOU BETRAYED ME!”

“I didn’t have a choice! I was facing jail time!! Just put down the gun. Come on man, we’re bros. Don’t do this.” Reo lowered the gun slightly, and Kaito let out a relieved breath. “See… we can work this out. There is no… wait, what are you doing? Stop!”

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Reo lifted the Glock 19 and fired three times, sending the guy he once called a friend to hell.

“Noooooo!” A girl screamed nearby.

She was on the ground, a natural Japanese beauty with long black hair, dark eyes, pale skin, and breasts that fit perfectly in a man’s palm. Of course, Reo only thought that, since he had never had the pleasure of fondling those things. She was his ex-girlfriend, Akari, who was there to witness the death of her new boyfriend.

“How could you kill him, Reo?” Akari cried tearfully. “He was your best friend!?”

“Not anymore,”  Reo neither turned back nor looked at her. “A best friend wouldn’t betray me. Best friends also wouldn’t sell a friend out or sleep with his best friend’s girlfriend!” Reo added as his voice raised in anger.

“Reo…”

“Three fucking years…” Reo turned and stared down at her threateningly as she shrank back. “Three fucking years, I dated you and you told me you wanted to wait till you got married. You broke up with me two days ago and you’re already fucking my best friend. You fucking skank.”

Akari turned her head away, not knowing how to respond to that. It was true that she had slept with Kaito, but this was because she was emotionally vulnerable and distraught. After finding out the last few days that her perfect boyfriend had such a dark family, it was Kaito who had given her comfort. It was exactly while receiving this comfort when Reo broke into the room and started waving his gun.

“I-I’m sorry… but the heart wants…”

“Shut Up! You’re a slut!” Reo responded in exasperation.

“I’m not! Daddy was right, I never should have dated you!” She shouted back summoning all of her remaining ferocity with teary eyes.

“Yeah, well the feeling is fucking mutual.” Reo shot back.

“And really? I just don’t get it! You broke up with me and slept with this loser just because you found my father is a weapons dealer? What kind of slut are you?”

“I’m not a slut!!!”

“Then explain yourself?! I never force you to sleep with me because I respected and loved you! But, what did you do? Sleeping with a fucking loser. You know he’s got a criminal record? He’s even got a drug addiction! How do you justify that while you spurn your so-called long-term boyfriend because he is the son of weapon’s dealer! You felt vulnerable? THAT’S BULLSHIT!”

“…I…I”

Akari was silent as her tears streamed down her face. Slowly her forehead pinched as the question fermented in her mind and she realized she couldn’t refute it. Reo was right. Reo had been the perfect boyfriend that any girl could asked for. While his appearance looked wild, he was very intelligent and had promising future. He is very gutsy, very polite and never cursing, he treat everyone nicely and he also very respectful toward women. Despite the situation, he was always generous to his friends. It was only enemies who had his scorn. Meanwhile Kaito was a very problematic guy. He was very rude. He was a coward and worst, he had a drug addiction and had even spent time in jail few times.

As to how these two boys became friends, it was because of their fathers. In particular, Kaito’s dad was a politician, and had made a few shady deals in the past with Reo’s dad. They had been put together to play many times as children, and had grown closer. Then Akari had come into their lives. Kaito had secretly always wanted her, but it was Reo who had attracted her interest.

Although, the true reason Akari jumped into Kaito’s arms, Reo could already figure out. Akari was trying to get into ivy league schools. However, two weeks ago she got a rejection letter to her first choice. Kaito’s dad is exactly the kind of person with the influence that’d turn a rejection letter into an acceptance letter. So, Kaito had sold Reo out, and convinced Akari to dump him and jump in Kaito’s arms, and Kaito would give her everything she wanted. Did those thoughts seem a little paranoid? Perhaps, but that was exactly the kind of guy Kaito was, a schemer.

Akari looked at Reo and her heart began to break. She had always known her choice would have consequences. Akari had spent the past two days wondering if what she was doing was the right choice, but her father told her relationships rarely stayed together after high school, and that Akari should focus on her future. Thus, she went with the option that seemed the most logical. Now, she curled up into a ball and wrapped her arms around her frail legs. It felt like her heart was shattering and she was struggling to breathe.

Now that Akari had found herself in this situation, she needed to escape. She didn’t think Reo would hurt her, not really. However, once he killed Kaito, she was no longer certain. She still had her future to consider. Thus, she pretended to lose all her strength, collapsing on the floor.

“This is the police! Come out with your hands up!” A voice suddenly came over a loudspeaker just outside.

Reo cursed, moving up to the window and peeking out the curtain. “The police are here already? You fuckers didn’t set me up, did you?”

Just as Reo turned to look at Akari for an answer, she lunged at him. More specifically, she tried to get his gun out of his hands. Akari had done some of those anti-rape self-defense courses, so despite her smaller size, she almost succeeded in getting Reo’s gun before he could recover.

She had managed to put her back to him, holding his arm in her armpit. She was now clawing at his hand, trying to force him to lose the gun. Reo’s other hand could only grab her hair or her tits. He went for the tits, grabbing them tightly.

“Nnnnn!” Akari makes a panting grunt as Reo tries to painfully twist her nipple.

She kicked back with her feet, and sent Reo slamming into the glass window. He felt some blood running down his back and heard the resounding crack of the glass shattering. On top of that the blinders were knocked down, landing on the pair of them. Enraged, Reo slammed his knee into her ass. The sudden motion was enough to cause her to lose her grip. Just as he managed to spin her around, her tit struck his hand, and his trigger finger pulled.

BANG!

A single bullet was let out. It was the sudden jerky surprised expression on Akari’s face that told Reo it struck true. A few moments later, red started to form right in the middle of her gut. Reo remained calm, pulling the gun back as Akari’s grip loosened, the fight leaving her.

“It didn’t have to be this way…” Reo said calmly, still waving his gun. “Why’d you have to fight back, I didn’t want to kill you too…”

“Ah… en….” Those were the only sounds Akari got out before blood started to bubble up in her mouth.

She first collapsed to her knees, followed closely by falling to the floor. Reo stared down, his lips tight and his heart feeling very complicated. Part of him felt that she got what she deserved. The other part of him felt like he had just became a monster.

“Take the shot!” he heard the words spoken distantly, causing him to look up.

He was standing right in front of the window. The blinds were down and even the glass was broken. He was in full view of the front street. There were three cop cars and about a half dozen police officers and a swat team. The swat teams dressed in black held MP5 submachine guns, while the standard police help 0.38 caliber revolvers. However, it was M1500 sniper rifle pointed at him from across the street that caught all of his attention.

“Eh?”

There was a flash, and Reo’s mind went white. The last conscious thought he had before he left this world was ‘nice gun’.

———

Reo’s eyes opened. “Eh… Aren’t I dead?”

He shook his head and was surprised when he realized it didn’t hurt. With the bright white lights all around him, he expected to at least have a headache. Was in in a hospital now? That’s the only place that would be this bright, right?

However, as he laid there groaning, he quickly realized that no one was coming. He heard none of the expected noises of a hospital. The world around him was abnormally quiet, and his back was lying on a surface far more comfortable than a hospital bed. It took him a few more moments, but Reo finally made his way to his feet. It was only then that he realized that the white light permeated everything. He seemed to be standing in white, with the color stretching as far as the eye could see. There appeared to be no ground, walls, or ceiling in this world. Even what he stood on looked like he was floating in a white abyss.

His eyes immediately focused on the only thing in the infinite whiteness besides himself. It was a podium sitting about fifteen feet away.

“A-am I dead?’ Reo muttered.

As he recalled his last moments, combined with this white light, dead sounded about right. He could only shake his head again and start walking up to the podium. There was a blue piece of paper drawn in the shape of a clock with two red hands on it. The text was in a language Reo could read. It said:

God will be back in… 10,000 years.

“Wh-what is this?”

Reo stumbled around the podium until he was standing in front of it. There was a book, and on top of the book was a short letter. Reo had nothing else to do but read the letter.

Dear Recently Deceased,

I’m God! Sorry, I’m not in right now, I’m a bit busy being God and all. As it turns out, you have been selected for reincarnation. You will be teleported to a new world in your current body. I’m sorry if you’re old or ugly, but you’ll just have to live with the lot I gave you in life!

On top of that, this new world is a bit of an experiment. I was playing some video games recently, and I liked those RPG fantasy things you people invented, thought I’d try it out in my world. Turns out RPG-worlds are a bit of a mess. Lot of people die, monsters run around willy nilly, it sucks.  

So, while considering what was missing, I realized I forgot the most important part of a game, gamers! Guess what you’re going to be! However, this game has no second chances… just one life! Don’t worry, I’m going to make it easy on you. You can have one cheat power you can bring to the other world. Just write down your power in the ledger on this podium, and you will be empowered with whatever you want. Do be careful though, your power is level dependent! You’ll need to level up to guess your unique skill at its max.

As far as what your cheat options are, I’m way too busy as God to make a list, so just come up with something on your own. I’m sure it’ll be well-balanced and well thought out. Hah! Well, good luck either way!

Sincerely,

God

“What kind of garbage is this?” Reo cursed, reading the letter three times just to process what was revealed to him.

Where does he start? God existed, Reo was dead, and now he was going to be sent to some other world on that God’s whim? Reo himself wasn’t that big into the manga scene, but isn’t this like one of those stories? The question is, what kind of story was it? There are the wish fulfillment stories, but they never met Reo’s tastes. There are the revenge stories, but Reo already got his vengeance. Either way, this world sounded rough. If Reo was going to live a second life, he wanted a life where noone could tell him what to do. He wanted a free life.

“The only people who get to choose their own lives are the rich and the powerful.” Reo mumbled to himself.

Reo pushed the letter aside, and then looked down at the ledger. Each page of the book seemed to be filled with writing. The book was basically completed, except for one empty page that had been added to the end. It looked too fresh to have been sitting there while innumerable other people wrote down their wishes. It looked like every person had one page to write down what power they wanted.

“An entire page?” That seemed a bit excessive, but after flipping through previous wishes, it started to make a bit of sense.

I want to be like superman but have no weaknesses! Basically, I want to be super powerful and have laser eyes and everything!

That was an example of one of the entries, which sounded like it came from some kid. So some kid was jumping around as basically a super superman? That’s when Reo noticed that there was some additional annotations made around the wish. These looked similar to the scrawl of the person who wrote the letter. Did that mean that God reviewed this wish?

You need to have some weaknesses! Strength is only level dependent. Give him superman’s skillset. Vulnerable to magic.

Reo coughed as he read the decisions. Every page in this book had similar annotations. God seemed to be very good at nerfing people’s desires. One person asked for immortality, only to have the note “send him to some Xian Xia world, let him work for immortality”. It seemed like God wasn’t the kind of guy who just handed out OP powers.

“God helps those that helps themselves, is that it?” Reo only spoke those words casually, but they seemed to be the truth to him.

Reo sat back, trying to imagine his wants and desires. Reo could learn some kind of Geass like ability and force people to follow his commands. It’d probably start out somewhere around one person at a time, but as he leveled, Reo could gain more and more followers. He wasn’t completely sure if this was the best skill though, so he continued to dwell on it.

Eventually, the thoughts of being rich and powerful came back into his mind. If he was powerful, riches would naturally follow. However, what was true power? Simply being the strongest didn’t earn you the love and adoration of all the people. Neither did being the smartest. There were smart people who became leaders, and there were strong people who became leaders. However, neither ability necessarily explained why they became leaders.

Of course, he could simply request to be a leader, except that Reo really didn’t trust people. After catching his girl cheating on him, naturally, Reo wouldn’t be the kind of guy that could accept someone into his heart. Reo wanted to be in power, but he had no love for people. How could he? They’re literally people from another world. They live a completely different life from him. It’d be strange if he could connect to them even on a fundamental level.

It’d be nice if he could bring people from his own world. This new world didn’t sound advanced, so if Reo had access to modern technology, wouldn’t he be powerful from that? Hmmm… As Reo pondered these thoughts, a new path became to open up in his mind. Bringing people over to his new world…. disciplined, loyal people that would take his orders and follow them. He didn’t want their love. He wanted their respect. He didn’t want citizens. He wanted soldiers. Reo decided, and wrote down his wish.

I, Reo Trevik, want the ability to summon an army of loyal soldiers from my old world. They will follow my orders unconditionally, and their experience is my experience!

Reo only just put the pen down when a great light exploded in his vision. A moment later, he had disappeared from that place. What he wouldn’t have seen was the annotations being filled in a moment later.

Interesting wish… I shall grant you the ability to summon soldiers, and as your power grows, armies, buildings, factories, everything you need to run a military force! Become the conqueror you wish to be. But beware, unconditional loyalty comes at a cost.

The Power of Creation – Chapter 299

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“Father! Please let us explain before you whip us!” Anna cries.

“Yes, Father, please!” Elsa adds.

You sigh, putting up the whip you just happen to have by your side. “Alright… fine… explain yourselves.”

“O-only… if Father agrees to still whip us after we explain.”

“Yes! Whip us, Father!”

“You two think you’re in a position to negotiate!”

“Ehhhh! S-s-sorry….”

“Please, Father, understand thatwe did all of this for you!”

“What? For me?”

“O-of course? Daddy, let us show you what we’ve been doing!”

The girl’s gesture and you follow them. With eh army gone, the soldiers have also begun to leave the city wall, and you harem is coming out towards you as well. There are scattered cheers of happiness that this brutal campaign is over, but there is just as much uncertainty and confusion. After all, the ending of this war involved an all-day campaign between, two slutty daughters, a whore mom, and you.

The other Demon lords come out and pick up Cruella off the ground, cleaning her up and dressing her again as she weeps on their shoulders. Well, what’s with the crying? She enjoyed her time. You’re pretty sure of that.

The girls take you to the crest of the hill where the bulk of the slave armor was previously encamped. After they fled, they didn’t seem to bother to take any of the army stuff with them. Perhaps, they were afraid of being run down and killed. They were likely flocking back to the human realm. Well, King Eric closed the boarders to the slavers, so they’ll likely be cut down by their own people as they try to make it back into safe territory. Suffice it to say, their reign of terror has been cut short.

Once you stand up at the top of the hill, the girls point down at the center of the mass of abandoned tents that once belonged to the army. In the center of the encampment were women, thousands upon thousands of women… all lined up and in collars.

“Wh-what the hell is this?” You ask, blinking in disbelief over the sight.

“Do you think Cruella really had a plan to defeat you other than trying to force you to trade?” Anna asks.

“Since Cruella didn’t have a plan… we encouraged her to gather up and enslave the entire demi-human race. She thought it was in order to lure you out, never able to resists enslaved women. Luckily, she didn’t realize our true purpose in all of this.”

“Your… true purpose?”

“Naturally, it was to gift Father with an entire harem of demi-human slaves!” Anna announces excitedly, jumping up and down.

“What was that?”

“Of course, there are so many different types of demi-humans, that we knew Father couldn’t decide.” Elsa explains, “So, the answer was simple. Enslave them all. For the last few months, Anna and I have been trapping all the female demi-humans and enslaving them.”

“Girls…”

“Of course, we must release them this instant!” A voice came from behind, causing you to grind your teeth.

“Lady… what are you doing here?”

“Hmph… we made an agreement. You’ve done your part of the bargain. You helped us remove the threat. You will be properly rewarded.”

“I think I did a lot more than just help…” You growl. “If it wasn’t for me, the demi-humans would have been annihilated a dozen times over.”

“Aren’t these girls your daughters? Didn’t they just say they did this for you! If it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place!”

“Geh…” You lower your head, defeated. “I guess that’s true…”

“Eh? But Father, we can’t…”

“No, enough… you’ve had your fun, but it’s wrong to enslave people.” You motion for them to start heading down with you to the slave pit. “Do you know why your Father never bought any slaves in Riun, and has since abolished them?”

“Because the author got distracted with other stories at the time and by the time he returned to it, it felt awkward to include slaves in the harem?”

“No! Because your father doesn’t need to enslave women to make him his! I don’t take slaves because slaves are for those who don’t have the power to control women on their own.”

“Ahhh…” The two daughter’s nod as if they were taking note of your words.

“What kind of things are you trying to teach these children! No wonder they ended up condoning genocide!” Lady cries out.

“Nevermind that, just release the slaves now.”

“F-f-father… about that?” Elsa giggles, scratching her cheek.

“Oh Pun, what did you do now?”

“Gehehe… well, when we took the slaves, many of them were resistive. We wanted them to understand their places as Father’s hot animal slave girls.”

“I’m following you so far.”

“So… we had to train them properly.” Anna finishes, stopping right in front of the first row of slaves, gesturing out to them.

“Training? Exactly what kind of training?” You ask cautiously.

“Oh… what’s a good word for it, how about I just show you!” Elsa snaps her finger, and suddenly every girl turns to look at you, their eyes lightening up like their most beloved everything just appeared in front of them.

“Welcome back! Master/Onichan/Papa/Husband!” You were greated with dozens of names depending on the type of woman.

Some wore maid outfits, some wore little sister pigtails, some wore BDSM clothings. There were thousands of women, with various animal’s tails and ears on their heads, all staring at you lovingly, ready to do anything you tell them to without a single hesitation.

“Ah… I believe the word you were going with was complete brainwashing.”

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 298

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“S-seriously? You’re surrendering?”

Tremaine sniffs. “I have my pride. Do you think I’d let you trample all over me as you’ve done to my sisters.”

She gestures down to Cruella, who is filthy and haggard, cum leaking from her crotch as she stares at nothing, making weak moaning noises from the aftereffects of innumerable forced orgasms. Truly, her sight as a once proud Demon lord is not existent. In the intervening day you spent raping her, the army of slavers came to their senses and left. None of them wanted to give their lives for such a hopeless cause, and were likely under some kind of bedazzlement in the first place to put so much on the line.

“Okay…” You shrug, finally putting your dick away. “If that’s the case, then we’ll find some place a little more comfortable. I can fuck you there.”

The man behind her adjusted uncomfortably while Tremaine raises her chin in a snobbish way. “That won’t be necessary. I’ll sign whatever contracts you want, I’ll make whatever concessions you need, but my body is not on the table. I’m a married woman, and wouldn’t have my matrimony defiled.”

“Oh, hoh… is that so? Why not? Maybe you’ll like it?”

“You fucker…” The man curses, barely being stopped by Tremaine once again.

“And I suppose you’re this husband of hers?” You raise an eyebrow.

The man pulls the helmet off, revealing a mountain of a man with massive horns you initially thought were part of his helmet. He actually looks… like a pretty respectable demon. He isn’t so attractive as to be called a pretty boy, but he isn’t so ugly that it’d be unfortunate a beauty like her settled for him.

“Husband… you mustn’t insult out new liege, please do not let his crass behavior anger you. He’s just testing us…”

The man look at me before a second before finally relaxing. “Whatever… I apologize, Demon King, but know here right now that this woman is my woman. I would not go out of my way to pursue your women, so I ask that you do not press my wife.

“Eh? But ‘pressing’ your wife is exactly what I want to do?”

“Enough of this…” Tremaine sighs. “Please set your conditions. I will offer you anything you request, even my daughters, but that is all.”

“Hmmm… but I wanted to have a Demon Lord eight-some? You’re telling me I can’t bang all seven of you at once? I don’t care much about that Demon King stuff, I just want you Demon lords to experience the joy and wonder of my big cock.”

Tremaine sniffs. “As big as your cock may be, I will not yield. Set your terms for our surrender.”

“Your pussy…”

“You…”

“Your ass…”

“Fucker!” The man shouts.

“You think I’d trust the words of Demon lords outside of a piece of paper? No offense sweeties.”

“Hmph…” Maleficant turns away, while Grimhilde shrugs as if she expects no less.

“I can only know I’ve conquered you with complete submission. I must become your world, your everything! What are my terms? My terms are for you to get on your knees, looking up at me with my cum running down your chin, begging for more of my cock. Do that, even with your husband present, and I’ll consider you conquered!

“I told you this man wouldn’t negotiate!” The man growls. “Tremaine, let’s not be insulted anymore.”

Tremaine stands her ground stubbornly though. “You’d let this world die? You’d let the Demon God wipe out everything just to humiliate me?”

“It’s not about you.” You shrug. “It’s about priorities. Maybe… if we formed an alliance, it’d count as you being conquered, but I won’t waste my time playing at politics. I’ve already conquered your six sisters, and as you stated, it’s only time before you fall to me as well.”

“Hmm… then the next time we meet, it’ll be as enemies.” The man snorts.

“Let’s go, Flynn.”

The two turn and walk away, disappearing with a shimmer of magic.

“You let them go!” Ursula asks in disbelief.

You wave your hand dismissively. “Now that I’ve seen them, I’m tracking them. Besides, I have more important things to do.”

“M-more important? Like what?”

You turn back to the girls who was still playing with Cruella even as the dirty mess she’s become.

“Like… punishing two naughty girls who ran away from home!” You put you fists on your hips and look down on your daughters with a stern look.

“G-g-gulp!”

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 297

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You push your dick into Cruella’s tight pussy. She still is wearing your mom’s face, although that face now has a pained, erotic expression on it. She’s flushed and breathing hard as you slide your cock into your mom’s pussy.

“Nahhh… It’s inside!” Cruella cries.

“Why you acting so excited, the girls just fucked both of your holes only a few moment’s ago!” You snort.

“I-I-I can’t help if your dick is bigger than your daughters!” Cruella hisses through clenched teeth.

“Ahhhh… Father!” Elsa pants as you finger the two girl’s snatch.

“We can’t help that Father’s dick is biggest!” Anna finished, rubbing her wet crotch against your hand with two fingers inside her.

“All I hear is blah… blah… blah… blah… fuck me harder!” You laugh.

“Yes, harder Father!”

“Mm! Harder, harder!”

“No! Stop.”

“Oops, it’s 2 versus 1, looks like you’ve been outvoted.”

“He-hey! I want a revote!”

“Too late!”

“Nyaaaa…. Ah… it’s too much, you’re making me go crazy!”

Thwack, Thwack, Thwack!

Your balls slap into your mom’s tight, youthful pussy as you enjoy the feeling of her body. Your daughters can only play with her nipples and put on a show, occasionally kissing each other and sucking on Cruella’s various body parts. For the most part, though, they use their arms to prop up Cruella’s pussy and spread her legs, leaving them open for your dick to violate.

Otherwise, their crotches are glued to each of your hands, receiving intense sexual pleasure delivered by your magic fingers. You can only plow away with your dick as your daughters further excite Cruella’s body. Her words of protest and disgust turn into moans of extreme pleasure as your dick pulls her into knew sexual heights. Those heights are enhanced through the skilled machinations of your daughters, who are so enamored by your hands that they can only barely remain kneeling.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Father!” Elsa cries out in ecstasy.

“Fuck me, Father, Fuck me harder!”

“Votes?”

“Yes!”

“More, Father!”

“Enough!”

“2 against 1, harder it is!”

“Gaaaaah!” Cruella cries out exasperation as you speed up the pace, drilling into her pussy brutally while finger fucking your daughters with enough force that it’s making naughty wet sounds. To add to those, both girls start cumming on the spot, liquid squirting from their twin pussies. With the girls on either side of Cruella, this only serves to have the cum rain down on the Demonlord, who curses and struggles, but is useless as you continue to fornicate harder and harder.

“O-okay, I came!’ Cruella shouts tearfully, “We can be done now!”

“Stop going?”

“No!”

“No!”

“Wha- I mean yes!”

“Two versus 1! No stopping!”

“Gahhhh…. You bastards! I’m going crazy, it’s too much, ahhh… I’m cumming, it’s cumming out!”

“I thought Cruella said she already came?” Anna moaned.

“Tsk Tsk… lying is bad Cruella…”

“Nyaaa… hah… hah… it’s too much… It’s hot and leaking out!”

“Daddy is going to cum too!” You declare.

“Not in me! I won’t get pregnant!” Suddenly Cruella’s eyes raise. “No! Don’t you think about it! No vo-“

“Vote?”

“Creampie, creampie!”

“Fill her womb! And then my womb!”

“St-stop!”

“Too bad! The majority wins!” You immediately explode, your cock swelling inside her.

“Noooo, I feel it! It’s entering my womb! You bastard! You’re cumming inside me even though I said no!” Cruella whines tearfully. “W-well, at least its over.”

“Continue?”

“Yay, more!”

“More Father, finger me more!”

“N-n-no!”

A couple of hours later, dark bags are under Cruella’s eyes. She’s been covered head to toe in the cum of the two demon daughters, who keep releasing their sex all over her nonstop. She’s also been pumped full of so much of your jizz that every time you push into her, some white stuff squeezes out. It seems to never be stopping. Cruella is full of so much cum that there feel like no end to it.

“Another round?” You declare, after cumming in her a particularly lot.

“Yay!”

“One more, Father, one more!”

“Gllll….” A low moan comes out of Cruella, who is nothing but a lifeless sex doll at this point.

Just as you’re about to go another round, there is a sudden flash of light. You cover your eyes and squint. When the flash is over, there is a woman standing nearby, a person decked out in full armor standing guard right next to her.

“Hello?” You raise an eyebrow, unashamed that you’re on your knees in a puddle of dirty and sex, with a broke Cruella lying on the ground in front of you.

“Hello, mighty conqueror…” The woman gave a bow. “I have witnessed the fall of Cruella. She has clearly be conquered. Perhaps you could let her rest now?”

“Hah? If I’m not going to fuck her anymore, are you offering your body?” you asl.

“Why you…” The person next to her curses, reaching for their sword, only stopping when she raises a hand.

“Actually, I’m sure one of the other demon lords would be happy to take her place. Or perhaps any of the girls in the harem. If your thirty plus women are insufficient, I can provide any number of women for you to enjoy until your hearts content.”

You finally stand up, redressing yourself with a quick spell. “So, who are you, anyway?”

“Me? My name is Tremaine.”

You raise an eyebrow, suppressing a surge of excitement. “Tremaine? So, I’ve finally met the last of you. You’re next on my list.”

“I know…” Tremaine put on a wry smile while her knight seethed. “However, that won’t be necessary.”

“It won’t be?”

“It is clear that you have won. Thus, I am here to unconditionally surrender.”

“Eh? Surrender?”

“Congratulations, Great Conqueror, you are now the Demon King.”

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Power of Creation – Merry Christmas!!!

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I’m Mr. White Christmas

I’m Mr. Tool.

I’m Mr. Fuckcicle

I’m Mr. 10 inch Joe.

Friends call me Dick Miser

Whomever I touch

Turns to a slut in my clutch!

I’m too much.

 

He’s Mr. White Christmas

He’s Mr. Tool.

He’s Mr. Fuckcicle

He’s Mr. 10 inch Joe.

 

Friends call me Dick Miser

Whomever I touch

Turns to a slut in my clutch!

I’m too much.

 

I never wanna live a day.

Without 20 bitches, you see.

I’d rather, have 30, 40, 100

If you please!

 

He’s Mr. White Christmas

He’s Mr. Tool.

He’s Mr. Fuckcicle

He’s Mr. 10 inch Joe.

 

Friends call me Dick Miser

Whomever I touch

Turns to a slut in my clutch!

He’s too much.

 

I’m Mr. Sex Christmas

I’m Mr. Cum.

I’m Mr. Cunt Blaster

I’m Mr. One Hundred on One

They call me Fuck Miser

Every bitch that I touch

Starts to cream in my clutch

I’m too much.

 

He’s Mr. Sex Christmas

He’s Mr. Cum.

He’s Mr. Cunt Blaster

He’s Mr. One Hundred on One

 

They call me Fuck Miser

Every bitch that I touch

Starts to cream in my clutch

I’m too much.

 

I never wanna know a day

Without a girl on her knees

I’d also enjoy it

69, missionary or doggie!

 

They call me Fuck Miser

Every bitch that I touch

Starts to cream in my clutch

I’m too much.

 

He’s too much!

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