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“Man, it’s good to be home.” You sigh, stepping into your home.

“Then again, this isn’t really the same home, is it, my love?” Grimhilde sighs, “But it will do.”

“I like it, it’s really big!” Jasmine runs around excitedly, being chased by Elena.

“It’s bigger than my castle, is that tiny-pervert trying to start something?” Maleficant growls.

“I think it’s about time that we move back into a castle.” Aurora responds happily. “This is truly a becoming place for the King of Riun.”

“Oh, yeah… I guess I am a king now.” You sigh, looking around the castle.”

It is truly magnificent. The castle you all reside in is a marvel of engineering. It’s a massive place the size of what Riun once was. Of course, Riun has since grown as well, and is at least four times its original size as well. This still means that 1/5 of the city is taken up by a massive castle which seemed to have sprung up in less than a month. The small multi-racial town has grown into a massive city worthy of being called a Kingdom since you came here only a few months ago.

The girl’s race out to explore the castle, finding their own rooms. You had everything that was lost in the fire replaced verbatim, so the girls let out cries of excitement as they find all of their lost stuff has been returned to them. The castle is full of bedrooms, sex rooms, giant dancehalls, pools, waterfalls, and more. it could easily house a harem of five hundred. It is truly an epic place that meets every piece of your imagination as far as grandness goes. Only the quadruplets seem a little depressed as they realize their cleaning load has substantially increased.

Sebastian is there at the entrance to greet them and drag them back to the work. The four girls are pulled away crying as they no longer are allowed to vacation. Well, considering they are your slaves, they have no room to complain about it. Many would say your treatment on them is too good. However, when you have thirty some women at your beck and call, it’s a bit difficult to keep track on who gets what benefits. It’s okay to spoil them once in a while, you figure.

“My love, it’s time we get down to business.” Grimhilde appears with her three sisters in tow.

“Yes, prince, I have come to accept that you’re powerful.” Ursula sniffs. “You must continue on your path of the Demon King.”

“Beloved, we have an army that consists of dragons, dark elves, demons, humans, and goblins. The only thing we are missing is some kind of Vanguard. Preferably a group of small, quick scouts who can quickly return to report.”

“I used to attach wings to skeletons.” Maleficant sniffed. “Flying scouts are the fastest.”

“A flying disposable vanguard?” You mutter, then your eyes brighten. “I have an idea!”

You open a portal next to you and reach in, then pull out a person.

“Ah!” The four demon lords let out cries of surprise as a winged naked woman suddenly emerges from the portal.

All of them had suffered at the hands of your pussy canon, so naturally, they had some trauma when looking at the form of this creature. It was none other than a harpy. They had all hoped the harpies had been wiped out when you took out the harpy queen, but appeared like one of them had survived.

“Wh-what are you doing with that?” Grimhilde demands, putting on a guarded expression.

You give a nonchalant shrug as the harpy doesn’t resist in your arms, seeming to hang their docile. “This was a stowaway on our ship. “After the attack, it had managed to get stuffed in one of the rudders, so I just locked it up until you reminded me of it.”

“Re-really…” The girls try to ignore that you casually have naked women imprisoned. “But what do you hope to accomplish with that?”

“Eh?” You look at the silent harpy, who seems to be watching you thoughtfully. “Don’t these replicate if you spooge on them? I can just make up a giant army, right?”

Ursula shook her head. “No… it doesn’t work that way. Rather, you can replicate harpies that way, but basically, the harpies split their magic and intelligence during replication. In essence, the two harpies are always weaker and stupider than the original. By the end, most of the ones attacking us were just mindless drones. Only a queen can produce a full harpy.”

“It’s why we were able to survive the onslaught of a million harpies.” Grimhilde added. “There may have been a lot, but they were all very weak and could barely think. Even the slight mist from your… ahem… pussy canons was sufficient to send them plummeting to Earth. The originals would have been a lot tougher and used strategy, but you took them down personally with your… errrr… aim. As far as this one, it likely has already been replicated a few dozen times, so, it likely is dumb as a brick.”

“This is not true!” The harpy suddenly spoke up, causing all of your glance at it in surprise.

“This harpy is not normal harpy! This harpy is harpy queen!” It declares proudly.

“Hah?” You look over at the harpy in your hand. “Harpy queens are big, aren’t you really small?”

“When man blow up former harpy queen, she used all her magic to bud me off! I am a direct descendant of former harpy queen. I may not be large, but I have all the magic and intelligence of former queen!”

“So, you’re a harpy queen… why did you board my ship?”

“Man destroy queen with semen. Semen is life for harpy.” The harpy says, looking at you emphatically. “Harpy created through baptism of man’s semen. Harpy is bonded to man!”

“Haaaah?” You let out a sigh. “Another girl? Seriously? Can’t I go on one adventure without expanding my harem?”

“According to commenters, if you stick your dick in it, it must join your harem.” Grimhilde explains, “They were really upset you didn’t add harpies earlier. They keep saying the harem is too large, but if you don’t add every girl with an even passing acquaintance, they complain.”

“Re-really…”

“They’re still complaining you didn’t steal every girl from the human nobles.”

“Selena, Hilary, and the rest?” You ask flabbergasted. “They were married, and older ladies. They don’t even have princess names!”

“Doesn’t matter, some are even still upset you let men still sleep with the commoner girls of Riun.”

“Pun Damn it.” You sigh, pulling something out of another portal. “Here’s a toaster! Are you saying if I fuck it, it must join my harem?”

Grimhilde looks at it with a wry smile and gives a shrug.

The toaster looks up at you. “Eeeevvveee…”

“Nope!” You throw the toaster on the ground, smashing it to bits as it cries out ‘Waaallll-Eeee.’

While you’re finishing removing a plot point that never should have entered this world with your stomp, the Harpy speaks up again. “Harpy name is Giselle, I happy make army for man!”

“Fuck!”

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Sorry, I didn’t get this out yesterday, but… thanksgiving. Here you go!

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“I still do not understand what we are all doing here.” Wendy asks with a frown.

Pocahontas pats Wendy on the shoulder. “Every once in a while, Benefactor likes to show us some of the customs and holidays from his world. He thought now would be a good time to reconcile all of the groups together.”

“Hmph… I don’t see why dragons must dine with goblins!” Mulan sniffs.

“Hero says in his old world, there was a holiday that occurred around this time of year.” Cinderella explains. “It is called, Thanksgiving.”

In truth, everyone was being brought together. The goblins, the dark elves, the dragons, the demons and the higher ups of Riun. Everyone who had sworn allegiance to you were now gathering at this location where a long table was set and food was being prepared by hundreds of cooks.

“Wh-what is thanksgiving, anyway?” Ursula gulps, looking over all the food being laid out on a table long enough to sit nearly five hundred people.

“It’s a day where we eat until we’re stuffed!” Merida shouts excitedly, drool coming down her chin.

“Eating a feast is only part of this day.” Cinderella nods. “But yes, there are many traditional foods such as Turkey and stuffing.”

“Y-yum!” Ursula tries to take something, but Maleficant slaps her hand.

“We must give thanks first! Right? Right?”

Cinderella nods. “Yes, this day is all about being appreciative for what we have, but also about bringing people together. The story of thanksgiving happened a long time ago in Darling’s world. As the story goes, a group of foreign men encroached on the land of natives. However, they were stupid and ill-suited surviving in the new environment. The natives watched on as many of them starved.”

“That sounds like an awful story!” Elena cries out.

“I kind of like it!” Snow White grins.

“Well, it doesn’t have a sad ending. As the story goes, the natives took pity on the foreign men who had white skin, and eventually helped them to live off the land. You give a man a fish, and eats for a day, you teach a man how to fish, and he eats for a lifetime…”

“I thought men formed harems so they could eat fish for a lifetime…” Ariel ponders.

“Ah… different kind of fish, dear.” Aurora pats her on the head.

“Anyway, after the white men began to fend for themselves, they through a feast in appreciation and thankfulness to the natives. It was a true coming together even where regardless of station, everyone could come together and appreciate what they had. It’s a day, once a year, when we can put aside our petty differences and come together to enjoy good food and good company.”

“Ah… that’s kind of sweet.” Ariel smiles.

“Well then, don’t wait, let’s dig in!” You walk up to the girls and wink.

Every sits down at the table. Goblins are next to dragons. Dark elfs are next to sex dolls. Riun citizens are next to demons. It is truly an event that brings people together. You magic of course ensures the food is perfectly prepared and caters to all the tastes. Everyone eats on excitedly, enjoying the meal.

Naturally, Merida and Ursula seem to eat the most, the pair almost seeming to have come to competition on who could clear the most plates. In the end, they both lose, collapsed with bloated tummies. Maleficant immediately tries to B-line for the desert table, but you force her to take some vegetables. She does so begrudgingly, but after calling Moana as backup, she finally allowed you to scoop some greenbeans on her plate.

Soon, with food and alcohol, the group grows more and more boisterous. People start hanging out and dancing and it is quite a merry time.

“Is that the end of the story?” Kida finally asks. “Does it end with the white man invader and the natives coming together in unity for all time?”

“Ah…” Cinderella looks down. “As to that…”

“Actually, thanksgiving has always been about reenacting that original act, where the white men and the natives made peace.” You speak up, bailing Cinderella out. “That is to say that in order to properly celebrate Thanksgiving, we should celebrate it correctly. As it were, I myself am a white man, and you all are natives to this world. In a way, my coming here was much like the coming of the pilgrims, and all of you helping me fit in this world is like the work of the Native Americans. So, on that note, I’ve decided to end this thanksgiving meal the same way as it went down historically.”

“Eh?” Cinderella looks up in surprise.

Grimhilde gives a frown. “M-my love, just how did the relations between the white man and the natives end?”

“Ah… the white man fucked them… they fucked them so hard. They raped the natives out of home and land.”

“Ah! Oooh….” The girl’s eyes flash as realization sets in.

You rip off your pants, “I honor my traditions! Happy Thanksgiving!”

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A sudden thrust, that large thing forcing itself inside. The pinching pain. Jasmine crying out underwater. These things never happen. The pressure on her lower half disappears as a hand grabs her by the back of the neck, lifting her like a kitten. When Jasmine emerges from the water, she gasps, looking around in confusion as she blinks the water out of her eyes.

When her vision finally clears, she sees you holding her by the neck, floating over the water. In your other hand, is also you. The second you has his dick out, and he’s fully erect, exposing you to the entire beach. The three of you start to float back to the beach.

“T-t-two saviors?” Jasmine shouts in confusion.

“Oh… look at the show!” The gay dark elf lifeguard admires the large erect penis on the exposed you.

The other harem girls are starting to notice the three of you now too. You can’t help but crease your brow in annoyance as everyone points at the guy in your hand. His dick is still hard, and he’s giving all the girls winks and thumbs up like he doesn’t even mind he’s been caught dicking a tiny.

“I knew it! He’s a criminal!” Moana says, pointing accusingly with one finger “You tried to have sex with a minor! Death!”

You finally land, letting go of Jasmine. She doesn’t look frightened. Instead, she looks somewhat curious, shooting looks over at the man who took her into the water. In particular, her eyes lock on the massive thing between his legs. She had felt it rub between her thighs, but now that she saw the true size of it, she could only gulp in shock. That definitely wouldn’t have fit in her! So why was she so aroused by it!

“Two Heros? What is the meaning of this!” Ariel asks, approaching the three of you.

“Let’s fuck!” The guy in your hands, finally getting his footing, makes a lewd humping movement, his dick bouncing up and down in Ariel’s direction.

“Okay!” Ariel bends over, but before he can run up to her you grab his neck tighter and pull him back.

“No! Ariel! Put your swimsuit back on!”

“Ariel!” Aurora admonishes her confused daughter. “How could you possibly try to give yourself to that man? Can’t you read the mood? The true hero has him by the neck, of all people, I can’t believe you’d engage in NTR!”

Ariel cocks her head in confusion. “Eh? But mom, aren’t they both hero? Does it matter which I fuck? Hero is hero, after all!”

“This is clearly some doppelganger.” Grimhilde shakes her head. “Ariel, don’t be fooled by this person. His aura is clearly different from my love.”

“Hmph!” Ariel gave the other girls angry looks, walking up to the man in my arms and then hugging him. “I know my man anywhere!”

The guy immediately starts groping Ariel, causing her to moan as his hands roam all over her body. He wastes no time burying his head in her chest and sliding his fingers into her snatch. The other women look on aghast. Most of them seem angry and upset. The few who aren’t notice that despite Ariel’s blatant cheating with this doppelganger, you haven’t made a single attempt to part them. Instead, you just look slightly annoyed.

“Ahhhnnn… hero’s so rough today!” Ariel cries out as he tears off her clothes and pushes her down on the ground.

In only a few moments, he’s got his dick in Ariel’s ass, and she’s moaning as he pounds her into the beach. Meanwhile, he’s looking lustfully at the other women while licking his lips, clearly not satiated with one woman.

“Wh-wh-what is the meaning of this, Master?” Mulan asks first.

“Ahh… about this…” You look down at Ariel getting her ass pounded in front of you by a guy who looks just like you. “Actually, Ariel’s right, he’s me.”

“Haaaaah?” All the girls shout, while Ariel moans excitedly.

Right now, you could feel yourself thrusting into Ariel’s tight butthole. You could feel the sand on your knees. You could feel her ass in your hands. No, you didn’t duplicate yourself. Clearly, this person is interacting independently of you, but he is also you at the same time.

“Daddy, can you please give us an explanation?” Merida demands, frowning at the scene in front of her.

You sigh, summoning a lounge chair and sitting down. “It all started when I died at the hands of the demon god apostle guy. You guys may think I just repopped without issue, but there was actually a substantial amount of time that passed. Actually, I had to rearrange the universe a bit. I had to create a me that was no longer human. I am sorry I have kept this from all of you… but I am not longer human!”

“Yeah… and?” Elena asks.

“Eh, you know?” You blink in surprise.

“Uh… you float around warping reality to your will…” Merida laughed.

“You turned us into pussy canons!” Maleficant accused.

“You turned into a giant and fucked a monster until it exploded.” Sylvia added.

“You screwed an entire planet.” Snow White snorted.

“You impregnated my entire tribe with tentacle penises.” Pocahontas nodded.

Grimhilde looked on musingly. “We all assumed you were not human a long time ago.

“Ah… yeah… I guess.” You scratch your head, realizing you were worrying too much about nothing.

“So? What does this have to do with him?” Aurora demands, pointing at her daughter being reamed.

“He’s… I guess you could call him a trait of my species. He’s an aspect of my personality. He’s me, a part of me that sometimes emerges when I’m bored or angry. I guess you could say he’s a troll.”

“Eh? A troll? Like a monster!” Aurora asks, looking concerned.

“T-troll! Ah… harder, fuck me in the ass troll!” Ariel squeals in delight.

“Being a pain in the ass is what I do best!” The troll winks, speeding up his thrusts until he suddenly cums in Ariel’s ass, the two of them crying out.

“As he says… troll is just one aspect of my being…” You chuckle, enjoying the feel of an orgasm. “The me right now talking to you isn’t the real me either. It’s more of a proxy I use to communicate and interact with all of you. They are all me, and I am them all. I can make as many mes as I want. The difference between my proxy and the troll though is that the troll is controlled by emotion, not thought. I’ve tried to keep it in check, but I was busy doing stuff and I guess it got loose. Immediately, it tried to fulfill my deepest, darkest desires.”

“Eh?” Jasmine looks up excitedly. “Your deepest desire is to fuck me! Yaaay!”

“I knew it! Criminal!”

“Tinypervert!”

“Eh… well, perhaps you’d all understand a bit better if you knew what species I am.” You sigh. “I really didn’t want to show this, ever… but you’re my girls, and you have a right to know what I am, exactly.”

“I’ll love you no matter what you are,” Elena responds, many of the other girls nodding in agreement.

You sigh again, using a bit of magic. “It’s easier if I just show you my species description. I just want you to know the context. Basically, after I died, I created many different bodies to house my soul, and when I couldn’t decide who was most powerful, I let them battle each other in a brutal combat. After many battles, there was one who started to stand out. In the end, this form proved to always survive. No matter how bad things got, he always came back, even when no one wanted him too.

“Since you wanted to know… this is the species I became. It wasn’t so much that it won every battle it engaged in, but that whenever it engaged in battle, everyone else lost. This is the most powerful being in this world. Stronger than gods… stronger than monsters. This is my true form!”

Species – Internet Commenter – An aggressive creature quick to becoming startled or angry. They travel in packs but can be extremely effective alone. Whether it finds something it likes or hates, the commenter will equally attach on to it and suck out its lifeforce until it’s a husk of its former self. The commenter hates change and reasoning. It likes emotional responses, vengeance, and mindlessly repetitive cliches. Occasionally becomes a troll, fucking every one in the process. 

Special Skill – Gigapenis – For a period of time, acts like a massive dick, destroying the very thing it loves in the process just to fuck it.

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“C-c-can Savior please teach me to swim?” Jasmine asks you after the end of the volleyball match.

“Eh? Swim? Aren’t you a cat or something? Won’t swimming make you wet? Cats hate water.”

Jasmine puffs out her cheeks. “Ooo… that’s prejudice! Just saying because I have cat parts that I’d act like a cat! How dare you!”

“S-s-sorry…”

“I’ll have you know… that I’ve lived in Riun and we were too poor and I was too sick to be able to go to any kind of water source. Thus, I was never able to swim!”

“Ah, I guess that’s about right…” You sigh.

“So, please teach me!” Jasmine bows her head, her tail lashing back and forth.

“Alright, go put this on…” You hand her box of stuff

“Eh? Wh-what’s this?”

“It’s an inflatable so you don’t sink.”

“Okay!” Jasmine grabs the stuff and runs off to the changing room.

As you stand there in the sun waiting for Jasmine, you suddenly notice something up in the sky. Looking at it, you frown thoughtfully.

“Another volleyball? No… wait… isn’t that a meteor?”

You realize that a meteor is apparently on its way to hit this planet. Noone else can see it in the light of the day, but your vision isn’t exactly ordinary. Well, you can’t have something like an apocalypse ruining your day. You cast a spell and rise up into the sky. Jasmine will just have to wait a bit. You’re not going to let a little thing like an apocalypse ruin your day at the beach!

A few minutes later, Jasmine comes out of the bathroom. She’s wearing a blue school outfit and two, big inflatables around her arms.

“Let’s go, Savior!” She cries, grabbing a man’s arm.

The man smiles darkly. “Yes, let’s.”

Jasmine runs into the waves, with the man following slowly, a malicious grin on his face that no one can see.

“Ah… I’m getting deep.” Jasmine cries as she finally reaches an area too deep for her to go any farther.

“I’ll hold you…” The man says smoothly, grabbing Jasmine’s sides and pulling her with him.

“Ah! We’re going deeper. Savior… I’m scared. You’re taking me too deep!”

“It’s okay… I have you…” The man says, moving somewhat close to Jasmine.

It’s at this point, that Jasmine starts to realize that something is off. “S-savior, are you okay?”

“Of course…” the man responds smoothly. “Jasmine, you don’t simply want me to teach you how to swim, do you?”

“Eh? Ah… well… you were giving the other girl’s attention, naturally, I wanted attention too.” Jasmine admits guiltily.

“But, what does Jasmine really want, what have you been craving from the beginning.” He breathes into her ear, causing Jasmine to shake and try to turn around.

However, she can’t swim and he’s got a firm grasp on her hips. Even if she tries to move, she’s not able to escape.

“S-s-s-savior? Wh-wh-what are you saying? P-p-please be clear.” Jasmine says nervously, her face flushed

“We’re out here all alone, little one.” The man whispers into Jasmine’s ear, “No tiny police, no witnesses.”

“Ah!” Jasmine looks over to see that he’s pulled her quite a distance from the rest of the girls; even if she screamed they’d likely not hear her over the waves and their own play.

“Th-th-tht… ahhhn… where are you touching!”

The man’s hands slip under her swimsuit, suddenly pinching her ripe pink cherry-like nipples. Jasmine cries out, having never been touched that way before. She struggles slightly, but as the man sucks her neck, she finds her resistance waning. There really was no point in struggling, this has been what Jasmine has wanted from the beginning, right?

“Ah!” Jasmine cries out as something hard pokes into her butt. “Th-th-that… is that Savior’s p-p-p-pe-“

Jasmine blushes, unable to get the words out. The man pushes it harder, causing it to slide between her legs.

“Does little tiny Jasmine want it?” he asks cruelly, pushing slightly harder.

“Ahn!” Jasmine let’s out a cute noise, gulping down her saliva nervously. “S-s-savior…”

Jasmine is teary-eyed, lost between being afraid and desperately wanting this to finally happen.

“Here, I’ll stick it in!” The man declares, releasing one of Jasmine’s nipples and moving the hand down to her bottom, cupping her buttocks.

“Ah… I’m sinking!” She cries, only being supported by one hand.

“Hehe… you’ll be supported by something in a second.” He chuckles, pushing her swimsuit aside and revealing her hairless pubic region under the water.

He pushes his head up against her entrance, but it faces a great deal of resistance.

“It’s so big…” Jasmine cries out. “It’ll never fit.”

“Never say never!” The man laughs, “Time to pop your cherry!”

Letting go of Jasmine’s top half, he reaches down and grabs her thighs. With one more push, he’ll pop her cherry for good! Jasmine’s eyes widen in fear and excitement as her head plunges underwater. In this position, she couldn’t possibly resist. In this position, she couldn’t even yell out. Bent under the water, Jasmine was completely at his mercy!

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After making sure to properly sunscreen all of the women, half of your day is already over. Before you can lay back down and relax, the girls beg you to play some volleyball with them. Thus, you form teams. On team one is Merida, Snow White, Kida, and Mushu. On team two is you, Elena, Mulan, and Rapunzel.

“I-isn’t there a bit of an imbalance between the teams?” You ask, your cheeks tightening.

The four women opposite of you, each with enormous breasts that are barely contained by their swimsuits all look at each other questioningly. Meanwhile, the girls all around you are getting charged up.

“We’ll be called team A!” Mulan declares. “What will your team be called?”

“Eh?” You mutter, “If we’re team A, then isn’t there team need to be Team DD?”

“Master!” Mulan growls while the other two girls cover their chests, “Please don’t look down on us!”

“S-sorry…” You repent under their glowers.

“Besides, those big ugly fat things will only be a disadvantage! With all the jumping, they’re bound to get in the way. You need a slick and aerodynamic girl like me to hit the ball.”

“You’re seriously calling being flatchested aerodynamic!” You chuckle.

Thwack! Pop!

“Hey, you just spiked the volleyball at my balls!” You glare at Mulan.

“Never mind that!” Mulan shouts back, “Why did the volleyball just pop!”

“Eh? Isn’t that because my dick is for poppin’?”

“You…” Mulan sighs. “Now, we have no ball!”

“I have plenty of balls!” You pull out a ball and toss it to her.

“Agh! Where did this ball come from, you just pulled it out of your swimsuit!”

“Hey, I just pulled it out of my personal storage.”

“Your personal storage is in your pants?”

“Where else would I put it?”

Mulan blushes, looking away, “N-n-nevermind! Let’s just play!”

Mulan leaps into the air and hits the ball, sending it spiraling over the net.

“Hahaha… as a general and queen of goblins, I will return your puny hit and send you to your grave!”

“Snow White, this is just a game!” Elena warns tearfully.

Snow White ignores her, hitting the ball up into the air. Merida takes it from there, leaping high into the hair and slamming the ball into the ground on the other side of the net with a force which creates a small crater. You might be thinking about how OP you made your girls, and how this match might turn out to be somewhat dangerous, however, you’re lost in Team DD’s secret weapons. They all come in pairs and with your high optical vision, you’re able to see them come up and down with each bounce in a vision similar to slow motion.

Thus, you find yourself admiring Mushu, Snow White, Kida, and Merida as they bounce around the court. Up and down. Up and down. Merida and Mushu give each other a high five. Ooo! They touched! Four melons say hello to each other. How nice. The match continues…

“Master, will you not help us at all?” Mulan dodges a ball that obliterates the space she was standing.

On top of being team DD, they also are the strongest and most savage girls in the harem. Suffice it say, these girls never understood restraint. Suffice it to say, every hit breaks the sound barrier and leads to mini-explosions. Mulan and Elena are too afraid to hit the ball, and even Rapunzel barely manages to strike one back. As soon as it reach Team DD’s court, Mushu leaps into the air to take it. As she does, her swimsuit slips.

As Mushu’s boobs bounce in slow motion, a boob falls out of her swimsuit. A oiled nipple is gratuitously exposed. You let out little sigh, appreciating the little things in life.  You continue to look on in rapture as a small explosion erupts behind you, flinging Elena off the court. Once Mushu lands, she realizes she exposed herself and covers herself, giving you a wink.

“She did that on purpose!” Mulan accuses.

“Sweetheart, we need your help!” Elena cries, limping back onto the court.

Another eruption as Kida’s monsters fly up over your head, casting a shadow and possibly creating a small eclipse. S-s-so big… they darken out the sun. You bask in their magnificence.

“Owner! Please… get the ball next time!” Rapunzel chastises as the ball is returned to us, now losing horribly.

“We must win!” Mulan cries, her desire to compete flaring as she desires victory.

Elena serves the ball, and Merida and Mushu go for it at the same time. Their boobs collide in a massive display, that poor ball slammed into the middle. As the four boobs collide in a rippling sonic boom, the tortured ball is launched like a canon between their combined cleavage. It flies up into the air with a boom. You look on appreciatively, giving them a thumbs up.

“Where did the ball go?” Mulan asks.

“It’s up there somewhere!” Rapunzel says, squinting into  the sun.

“Ah… I see it, it’s falling fast!”

“I-isn’t that a meteor!”

“N-no! That’s the ball!”

“It’s heading too fast, only Sweetheart is fast enough to hit it!”

“Master!”

“Sweetheart!”

“Owner!”

“Give it up!” Mushu laughs loudly,” We’ve enthralled him in our boob-fu… the game is over!”

“Master! If you hit the ball, I’ll… I’ll… I’ll… let you stick it in my butt!”

“Eh?” Everyone ended up looking at Mulan, who declare these words while wanting to win, her competitive spirit being uncontainable.

Enough time passes by that none of the boobs are bouncing, and you manage to snap back to reality. You look up into the sky just in time to see the volleyball falling down. It’s currently on fire, the air around it rippling.

“Oh… I got it!” You leap up and in a single strike, a wave of pressure explodes across the court.

You were already distracted, and you’re a lot more OP than the rest of the girls. The ball explodes into pieces upon hitting the ground as shockwaves shoot across the beach. When you finally land and the dust clears… you see both teams on the ground… their swimsuits having been blown away.

“Ah… I guess I hit it too hard…” You look at your hand. “Did I hear something about buttsex?”

No one responds. Even with your harem, you always win.

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