The boy careened off the walls of the narrow stone passages, the skittering sound behind him growing ever closer. Sweat soaked his tunic under the chain-mail, his heart hammering within his chest.

…

Trando sat on the barstool beside the boy, nursing his tenth drink for the night. Slamming the newly drained mug onto the table, he laughed raucously, slapping the boy’s shoulder. “Nothing like a mug o’ ale and good company. Boy, ye’ be our lucky star. Right doubled our earnings for the month.”

The boy smiled at the compliment, raising his own mug for a toast. Satisfied, Trando clinked his mug against his and tried to take a swig, only to find it empty. “Oi! Who stole my ale!” Staggering off the stool which barely let his feet touch the ground, raising a shield nearly the size of his short frame.

The dwarf swayed drunkenly, his helm askew as he threatened the amused patrons of the bar to return his drink or face his wrath.

It wasn’t his first time having such outbursts and the regulars were familiar with his antics. Trando, the dwarf Paladin was quite famous in the Delver circles.

Chuckling, the boy tossed a silver to the barkeep, payment for another round for everyone. Their party had received a windfall of wealth and he didn’t mind spreading the cheer.

…

Tacking hard towards the right, the boy entered an offshoot of the passage, pressing himself hard against the wall. Holding his breath, shivering from fear and tension, he didn’t dare to peek out of the corner. Only the sight of their shadows, outlined against the illumination from the torches set in the main tunnel spoke of their passing.

He closed his eyes and prayed.

And wished he hadn’t as the image of Trando’s disembodied head appeared in his mind. His lifeless grey eyes accusing him even as the creatures sank their teeth into his flesh.

When the passage grew quiet and the sound of skittering feet distant, the boy finally dared to breathe. Feet shaky from relief, he went out of the offshoot, making his way towards the exit in the direction opposite to his pursuers.

…

The setting sun lit Evelyn’s russet hair making it glow the same hue as her flames. Her leather armour was tight against her chest, the tunic beneath unbuttoned to the third button. She was generous that way, giving the men something to think about on lonely nights.

Yet, none had actually succeeded in wooing the fiery woman. The boy thought he had a chance.

“P-please go out with m-mph.”

A slender finger against his lip. A whispered apology. The end of puppy love.

…

Her dying screams reverberated within his mind as he ran from the horrors, gasping for breath. He had survived thus far by relying on his knowledge of the passages due to his role as the team’s navigator.

Now that very knowledge worked against him as the ‘correct’ paths led him deeper into the catacombs. Here the creatures were more numerous and some even retained shreds of rotting flesh covering their bones.

For the tunnels to change more than once a day. The implications were frightening.

…

Blonde and blue-eyed, Brian had the warmest of smiles and he was quite free with it, brightening everyone’s day wherever he went. Broad-chested and muscular, he looked as reliable as he was, and in a fight, his fists were worth entrusting your back to.

Deep down, the boy knew Brian was a large part of why Evelyn had shut him down. Yet, watching him die under the combined assault of several of the creatures had torn his heart.

Tears of guilt and relief streamed down his cheeks as he finally saw a light at the end of the tunnel.

He had reached one of the many undocumented exits of the catacombs. When the creatures had swarmed out of the tunnels into the chamber they were in, Brian was the first to recover from the shock. He had charged headfirst into them to buy time for the rest of them to escape.

Evelyn had refused to run, raining fire down upon the reanimated skeletons. Trando had joined the fray in a blaze of light.

The boy was the only one who had run.

He was the only one who had survived.

As the dazzling sunlight shone upon his face, he kept telling himself that it was for the best. He needed to inform the guild of the irregularities in the catacombs. It was for the greater good.

If he repeated the excuse enough, he might even come to believe it.

As he straddled the separation between darkness and light, the ground blasted out at his feet and a pair of skeletal hands grabbed his ankles.

Smashing face first into the ground, he tasted blood as he lost a tooth from the impact. His nails dug into the soil, leaving bloody furrows as he was dragged back into the darkness.

His screams were cut off as the last of his body disappeared into the shadows. With a rumble of stone against stone, the opening caved in, sealing off the catacombs.

In the depths of the earth, the Tomb of Koschei stirred yet again.

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Another ero image is out. As I said, if you want to comment on them, comment on the chapter I released them. I kind of feel like many of you guys don’t read my comments and didn’t realize I’m still releasing pictures on account of not seeing any comments regarding them. Like, I released an erotic nude image of Jasmine, not a single person mentioned it. :/ Ah well, if you didn’t read my other comments, you probably won’t read this one. Enjoy the chapter. 

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Remarkably, you part on good terms, with people cheering you all the way out of town. As soon as you find yourself out of sight, you teleport everyone to the airship and set sail back to Riun. You need a vacation after the events that just transpired. It’s been a long story arc and you just want to chill back, pump out a few ero scenes, and keep it easy for a week.

“Are we talking about me or the author?” You say to no one in particular, because you’re the only person there clearly, and there is no one else to talk to.

“…”

…

Suddenly, a thing appears that takes you out of the awkward moment! Hey, it’s Experiment 626. She made it on the ship. Let’s go look at her now.

“Master… I suspected you might be leaving soon, so I came back, you forgot me, didn’t you?” Experiment 626 responds tearfully.

“Of course not!” You lie.

“Hmph!” Experiment 626 pouts and folds her arms, “Well, it’s not like there wasn’t a lot of options for sex in the Capital. It’s just a shame all the men have such tiny penises. I’ll look forward to my goblin lovers again. Maybe I can pop out a few babies like my sisters.”

“G-good luck with that!” You sigh, then considering something, you wave your finger one last time in the Capital City’s direction before setting your course home.

You decide at the spur of the moment to just do one last good deed for the day.

……

“Husband, come to bed since I’ve been pregnant I’m twice as horny!” Selena declares.

“Y-y-yes, master… p-please join us!” Esmerelda adds a little shy. “Is-s this really okay? That I will be here too?”

Selena laughs and pats Esmerelda on the head. “Of course, husband has wanted two women at once his whole life. Since it’s his coronation day, we can at least give him this much.”

“Okay, my ladies, let’s do this!” King Eric declares, pulling off his pants and letting his dick spring to attention.

“Hey… husband… when did you dick become ten inches long!”

“Oh my! That thing will break us!”

“Hahaha! What can I say? My status in the kingdom isn’t the only thing that grew giant overnight. You ladies will just have to try your best and bare it.

“Aiiii!”

“Ahhh!

The two girls cry as King Eric leaps onto the bed. Suffice it to say, his sex life is much improved from then on.

….

Five days later you land peacefully back in Riun. Mushu and Mulan had even returned after a day and joined in on the festivities. The festivities being lots and lots of sex. The airship settles back into the river and docks in the port. The girls all shuffle out of the airship, tired and excited to be returning back to the place they all now realized was their home. Only Ariel looks just a little depressed.

“What is it, Ariel? Is something wrong?” Merida asks worriedly.

“It’s just that… I was so certain something was going to happen! To think, we got back safely without a single exciting memory.”

“What about all the mind-blowing sex we’ve been having the last few days?” Kida asks.

“Oh… don’t get me wrong, it’s been incredible. Like… the greatest sex ever. If it was put into words, these last few days would be the greatest sex orgy ever put to paper. But alas, only us girls will ever know the nasty, wonderful, dirty sex we had.” Ariel excitedly describes.

“It’s just too bad someone didn’t write it nor will ever hire anyone to illustrate it.” Merida laments.

“Could an illustration ever do it justice?” Ariel asks.

“Ah, well… I guess that’s for a Volume 5 bonus chapter.” Mulan sighs.

“Hey, guys… didn’t we do this joke already?” Snow White asks, “It just seems very familiar.”

“True… but certain comedies speak of the Rule of Threes. If an idea gets repeated twice before the final punchline, then the joke is even funnier.” Aurora explains.

“I have no clue what you just said, but let’s all go back to the mansion now. Since nothing bad happened, we can spend our days leisurely and become one of those slice-of-life novels where we just explain what everyone eats every day and for some reason people read it.

“AH… that’s the life.”

The girls all head to the mansion, speaking trivially about things that don’t make a whole lot of sense, even to them. However, some time later…

The mansion is on fire. The entire harem lies in a dirty mess on the ground in front of the mansion. You sit there, breathing hard over the horrific predicament you just survived.

Ariel speaks wonderingly in disbelief. “Wow… I can’t believe what happened. This arc was the most intense arc I’ve ever experienced, If this was ever written to word-“

“Oh, what the hell! Go freaking write the book and stop skipping scenes!” You snap.

Okay. Fine.

“You know, everyone would probably prefer the airship five-day group orgy scene over whatever story arc you have planned.” You explain.

…

“So, how about you…”

We’re doing the arc!

“Tsk… party pooper.”

Next chapter…

“Oh, you fuc-“

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No sooner did the car pull up in the driveway than I pulled Evelyn inside with me. She couldn’t help but smile helplessly as she was dragged along on my quest for the bedroom. However, she also didn’t show any resistance to it either. In truth, her heart was beating fast, and while her propriety would prevent her from acting as excitedly as me, she was already becoming quite ‘wet’ by the time I pushed her down on the bed. I could feel her arousal through the bond, which only further excited my own arousal.

This, in turn, excited her arousal, and before long she was panting with a flushed face, looking up at me desperately from the bed, wanting it just as badly as I did. First off, that summer dress…

“Ah!” Evelyn let out a cute little shout as I grabbed it and tore it off of her.

The restraining material that held her breasts in ripped instantly, and those two beautiful, pale moons exploded from the tearing dress. This rest of the dress tore quickly, and I threw the tattered remains to the side, finally sending that dress I once bought for my ex-wife  to hell. I couldn’t help but give a smirk as I consider how my ex would react had she known a dress she once begged me to buy her would help me cloth my new woman, and would ultimately be destroyed as part of my own impatient sexual lust.

Evelyn flushed completely as she noticed me staring at her with a strange smile. She could feel the ‘dark’ feelings inside me rising happily, and misinterpreted them as I gazed longingly at her chest. She seemed to expect I had some incredible naughty and dark plans for her body. This both scared and aroused her at the same time. In truth, she had become scared the moment I ripped off her summer dress. I had feeling she thought something like ‘is my soul bonded with a man who is truly so savage?’ However, as her heart beat faster and faster, she only found it hotter and hotter.

The panties she was wearing were of the simple white variety, part of a pack I insisted she wear and put on before we left the store. However, after my arousal fed into her arousal and back again, Evelyn had unintentionally released lewd liquid like she’d never done before, and the white cotton fabric, drenched in her naughty lust, became completely see through. The pair of us seemed to notice this at the same time, her pussy lips were clearly visible through the near transparent panties, offering no protection from my roaming eyes.

Evelyn’s face turned to horror. To show herself so lewdly in front of this man right now greatly embarrassed her. She moved to cover her parts immediately, abandoning her breasts to at least give her lower region some modesty. As her hands reached her nether region, I was already lunging forward, grabbing both of her tiny wrists with my larger hands. I forcefully pulled her hand away, forcing her to expose these shameful wet panties to me.

“N-no!” Evelyn let out. “Nn… don’t…”

My dark impulses grew even darker, and Evelyn couldn’t help but shudder and grow even more aroused by the intense feelings coming through her bond. I wasn’t disgusted by her lewdness at all, and this confused her slightly. I leaned in, my nose coming close to her crotch and then I made a loud sniff.

“!!” Evelyn’s eyes widened in shock, her embarrassment even growing to another level than she thought possible. “D-d-don’t smell it…”

“It smells like you, so naturally, I love it!” I declared.

“Eh!” Evelyn makes another cute nose.

For some reason, her heart pounded even faster when I said “love”. It stirred something deep inside her which made her even more confused.

I grab Evelyn’s thighs and lift it, grip her white panty then pulling them down on her left ankle. I then spread her legs widely.

Her vagina was wet… so wet…

Her resistance disappeared because I can sense excitement from her, as I was excited too.

“Don’t…. please…..” Evelyn mumbles that with no resistance.

I leaned toward the embarrassed girl’s private part, and entered Evelyn’s vagina with my tongue, as I digs my tongue deeper inside her cunt, my finger busy pleasuring her clit.

In an instant, Evelyn’s body trembled when my tongue came into contact with her labia.

“AHHH CUMMMMMING!!!!”

She was exploded on my face as she pulling my face firmly against her vagina, lapping up her juices as she catches her breath.

….

Really? Just how sensitive you have become?

She actually orgasmed with just that? But It won’t stop from attacking her.

“nnn…ahhh….no….Yes….there….”

I sucked her vagina intensely as I raised my face to see her lewd face whilst I licked her.

Evelyn had already entered her lewd mode like last night, she fondling her huge breasts herself.

Seeing that, I start licked her clitoris, with my tongue extended, I rolled the small protrusion to left and right. I continue to lick it carefully with constant rhythm.

“Hah…hah…Idiot…NHHH”

I sense she has mini orgasm every time I tease her clit, her hot and wet organ slithering and squirming inside her core expertly hitting pleasure points.

I taste her love juice inside my mouth and it’s very delicious.

“Ah… no…stop…it… I’m still….sensitive….”

Then as if to surprise her, I licked the small folds outside. I moved my tongue along the folds and keep licking it stronger and stronger.

When I keep doing it, she has another mind numbing orgasm. But her vagina is really wet, it was drenched in love juice.

“Nh……, Funh……, Nnh…..”

It sounds like the Evelyn covered her mouth with her hand.

I can feel she is close to her climax and won’t be able to hold her voice back otherwise. I extended my tongue and licked the vaginal opening like trying to plug it in.

“N, Nh……, NNNnnh…!”

She squirting as she cum.

“Hn?? Aahhhh, Ahyaaaa!?”

Evelyn is trembling and twitching, and I can hear a muffled moans as her legs would gather together again when she wasn’t able to bear her cum.

Her long white legs still nestled together to each other but they began to automatically spread outwards after she released.

I couldn’t help but feel astonished to Evelyn’s exuded a lovely and bewitching aura, her current appearance directly assaulting my sexual arousal.

“… hah.…hah”

Evelyn heavy panting causing her breast to jiggle as well. There wasn’t a single place left on her body which wasn’t being attacked by pleasure as she groped her own breasts with all her strength.

Seeing that appearance, I couldn’t help but want to “torment” her

I feel Evelyn felt all her nerves go numb as I licked her labia. However, It didn’t stop me, I pressed my finger towards her clit as my tongue rubbing against that flesh bead with circular motions.

“Aaahn…noooo… Aaaahhhh, I’m cumming again!?”

Evelyn once again orgasmed intensely as the unbecomingly drenched cave was sucked.

“Ohhhh… Mmmnn…”

After she finished cumming…

“How was it?” I asked while smirking as I leaned over to her face.

“…Hah..hah…..Amazing…” Evelyn managed a reply followed by a simple kiss.

I returned her kiss with a full-blown smooch, spinning her around and crushing her breast against my chest, as my tongue invaded her mouth and my hands caress her back and butt. I enjoyed the soft, smooth feel of her skin in my hands, taking immense pleasure from her delicate features as I violated them. Evelyn could taste her own lust on my lips, evidence of her own sexual desire, which embaressed her greatly.

“Nn!” Evelyn couldn’t help but moan though our combined mouths as I ravished her body.

My dick was sore with excitement, having been teased long enough. “I want to fuck you!”

Those lewd words came out of my mouth, and Evelyn could only nod while blushing silently. I eagerly sat up on my knees and pulled my pecker out, now at full attention and ready to slide into her lush center. However, just as I was just about to jump on top of Evelyn and have my way with her, she stopped me with a hand.

“W-wait… how about you lie down?”

I was confused for a second, but while she didn’t meet my eyes, the expression on her face showed there was something she wanted to do first. I was a little disappointed. I assumed Evelyn simply wanted to return the favor. I ate her out, so she wanted to suck me off. While the thought of her soft, pink lips wrapping around my member excited me, I had already gone past that point. I was ready to explode, and I wanted to be deep inside Evelyn as I did so.

“I… said I wanted to fuck…” I responded sheepishly, trying to hint that it was her pussy I wanted now.

“I! I… know…” Evelyn looked so cute that I couldn’t respond.

Shyly, Evelyn raised her leg, and to my surprise, moved up on top of me. Despite her shyness, Evelyn was now on top. Her boobs hung down, a victim of gravity, swinging just over my chest as her cheeks flashed with pink and she leaned forward and kissed me. Her knees couldn’t raise up her hips high enough, so as she kissed me, her wet snatch, which was still leaking with saliva and her own lewdness, had no choice but to push against my cock.

“Ah….” She made a cute noise as her wet slit pressed against my shaft.

Without being able to line things up, I wasn’t able to penetrate her. Instead, out parts were merely rubbing against each other. Evelyn was so wet that her pussy was soaking my cock, quickly covering it in her own particular lustful scent. The feeling of her soft wet labia rubbing against the underside of my shaft while our bodies rubbed against each other was amazing!

We continued to kiss, but my sexual drive was going crazy, having already tasted Evelyn and now being forced to feel her hot desire rubbing up against my cock. I started moving my hips, but our sexual organs were just too close together. At best, I could slide my cock up and down her slit, rubbing our parts together, but I was helpless to penetrate, needing her to raise up so I could straighten my cock for plunging into her depths.

The rubbing, however, was working for her greatly, and as her tongue intertwined with mine, she let out soft moaning noises, her small hands squeezing tightly on my biceps. There was a sudden squirt of wetness all over my cock, and I could feel the inside edge of her pussy twitching on the bottom of my shaft. It was almost enough to cause me to cum up onto my stomach, but I resisted the urging, desiring more.

“I want to be inside you!” I broke from her kiss and whispered in her ear, causing Evelyn to shiver in eroticism.

She gave a single nod, using her hands and legs to push her butt up a little higher. My trapped cock was finally freed from under her pelvis. However, it was Evelyn who reached down and grabbed the shaft, making sure to line it up. Even at this point, she still seemed so shy and timid. The gap between this woman lining my cock up with her pussy while on top of me naked from the woman who once tried to murder me for seeing her naked was so great that I hardly could register them as the same person. No, there was a big difference between the two.

“You’re my woman.” I voice the thought out loud unintentionally.

Evelyn stopped for a second, looking up at my eyes in surprise, but then she gave a single affirmative nod and a gorgeous smile, before dropping her pussy down on my cock. In an instant, I pierced deep into her insides. Her smile broke open and her eyes widened as she felt that big thing slide into her.

“Ah! It’s inside…. Mmmmm… so good!” Evelyn moans as her insides are opened to the warm, hard thing filling her womb.

She doesn’t waste any time before she’s bobbing up and down on my cock. She uses her knees to rock my cock under her, sliding it about half way up before dropping down, the cock sliding in wetly from the woman’s numerous previous orgasms. As she bounced up and down, her large boobs also started to flop up and down as well.

Flap. Flap. Flap.

“Nnn… Nnnnsss….mmmmmm….”

All her modesty started to dissipate once my cock pierced into her. The feel of my cock inside her was simply too much, and she began to ride my cock unreservedly, no longer caring about the erotic expression on her face, the sounds and smells she was producing, or the way her boobs flopped down each time she fell.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

It makes me excited and my cock grew even bigger and twitched inside Evelyn’s vagina.

“Nhah……? Nh…… This is……, you pervert. Nh, Fuu……, your thing just got bigger inside me……, Nh, Aahn……”

I can’t hold myself back and began to touch Evelyn’s body lewdly. During times like this, it’s important to follow your instinct and let your hand do the talking.

“N, Aahn……the way you touching, just like an old man who never touch breast……”

Evelyn is looking at me with her lewd eyes.

“Well, I am an Old man…” I answered.

I moved my hands all over her back, ass, thighs, and all other places that I could reach. Evelyn’s skin is so moist and smooth, the softness feels like it’s sucking my fingers in.

“NhFuu……, Pervert …nhhh… ah…Do you like these that much? My breast?”

I can’t hold myself back and voiced out my desire. Evelyn stopped moving when she heard that and grabbed her own breasts with both hands. Then while carrying her breasts in her hands, Evelyn brought her upper body close to my face and shake it up and down.

“Uoooh……”

I groaned pleasantly, I raised my upper body, and bury my face in the cleavage of Evelyn’s breasts. I could hear Evelyn’s chuckle as she moaning, and then her breasts were pressed from both side with her hands. This softness is truly the best. I moved my mouth toward Evelyn’s breasts and sucked her perky pink nipple while making some lewd noises.

“Haah……, Haah……, -chuuu-……slup”

“AHHH, too strong……! Ahn, yes, …, Nhah……, Aaanh.”

I sucked on it roughly and she’s letting out a pleasant voice in response.

The wonderful feeling of my cock plowing into her was the only thing Evelyn cared about. I could feel it through the bond. The only thing on her mind at the moment was the feel of my cock and something else which made her heart beat loudly and her mind feel ecstatic like she was on a drug.  What was that other thing? I felt like I recognized that feeling. Wait, I did recognize that feeling. I had felt it before. It was a feeling I had shared with my ex-wife before we had divorced. Back when I thought she loved me and we were going to be together forever, when I found out she was pregnant with my daughter… I had felt something very close to this feeling bubbling in Evelyn’s heart right now.

“You… love me?” Once again, the words came out from surprise.

How is that even possible? We just met last night… How come she’d fall in love with me… So, there is no way, right? She just confused love with lust, right?

But to my surprise, Evelyn dropped down on my cock with a squish and then stopped. Her eyes looked down on me in surprise, like the words were something she had never considered before. Of course, she was aware of these feelings inside her too. She was really happy. Every time she looked at me, her heart beated faster. Was that…really… love? She loved me? She actually love me?

When Evelyn met my eyes, I could feel something in her heart becoming resolute. “Y-yes… I love you.”

As soon as she said the words, she became certain of this. This was love. Not the sex part, although she enjoyed it greatly. No, it was the person. She loved this man who had saved her life and bonded his soul to hers. Her heart felt like it was surrounded in butterflies. A stress she didn’t even know she had was lifted. She felt light, incredibly light.

“I don’t why…even though we barely know each other… And I’m not sure myself… but… I.. love…you … the more time I spent with you…the more this feeling made happy.… I fell in love with you…” Evelyn confessed.

“…..” I just speechless… don’t know what to say….

Love me? She actually fell in love… with me? To the pathetic man who lost everything? Also is this the so-called “first love”…

No! There is no way! How on earth are you ever going to explain phenomenon known as first love?  The answer is none, I don’t have the answer…

But her feeling that transmitted through our bond is real…. It’s not lie… it’s the truth…

“I-is that okay?” She finally asked, only slightly nervous because she felt my doubt…

“Evelyn…” I gave her a serious look.  “You’re amazing woman. I…love you… and I won’t hesitate to spend the rest of my eternity with you.”

I confess my feeling too, yeah, I know it’s absurd… but that’s the truth…  Yes, I also fell in love with her… This is what certain actor in a certain movie said: “love just happen, it doesn’t need a reason...”

Hearing my honest answer, Evelyn’s face brightened!

For Evelyn, her brain seemed to turn into mush. She no longer could think about the little things. Furthermore, any faults or annoyance she had ever felt for this man was instantly forgotten. All she could think about was how happy she was. All she could fathom was how much she loved this man. Like a light suddenly shining in the darkness, I became everything in her world. The feeling was mutual.

Suddenly, Evelyn started bouncing up and down on my cock, but it felt like any weight to her body was gone. She was floating in heaven, and I was along for the ride. She rode my cock aggressively, and for my credit, I was impressed I had already lasted this long. However, as my cock reached orgasm, so did she. With our bodies linked, so was our orgasms, perfectly complementing each other as I could feel her own pleasure combined with mine.

I started to blow my load deep inside her womb, but even as she was filled up Evelyn refused to stop. She kept riding my cock even as the lewd liquids inside her became murky and white. She kept going unrestrained, even as my cock started to soften. She managed to cum a second time, before I lost too much wood and could no longer maintain my erection. The flesh was willing, but the orgasm was simply too satisfying, and I couldn’t keep up the energy of this rambunctious teenager.

As soon as it fell out of her, Evelyn continued to rub leaking pussy against my cock. “Ahhhh!…. Ah… ah…. Ahh…”

She made cute noises as she desperately rubbed against me, trying to leak out every last inch of sexual pleasure my cock could provide. In the meantime, she made a complete mess of our sexual orgasms. Besides her own honey which flowed out of her freely, she had also mashed up and spread cum and sex all over the pair of us. I was soaked from my balls to my belly-button in sex as she kept rubbing her pussy. She finally forced one more orgasm from my cock, panting wildly as sweat dripped down her breasts and back before she finally collapsed on top of me, exhausted.

I wrapped my arms around her body, which felt very warm and flushed. She had clearly worked out very hard to bring the pair of us pleasure. I patted her head, and after she recovered for a moment she looked up at me with a pleased grin. The pair of us laid in this naked puddle for some time, just kissing and holding each other in relative silence.

That’s when my mind finally started to wander. I thought about how lucky I was to find this woman. With the bond, I knew exactly how she felt about me. I understood that she loved me, and unlike my ex… these were feelings that couldn’t be faked. For an insecure man like me, this bond was the perfect thing for my next relationship. However, as I thought that, I felt a little bad for Evelyn, who likely trusted me either way. It was this trust in me that caused me to open my lips. I had to tell her the truth of my past.

“My ex-wife’s name is …” I began. “We were lover in college, and then we’re married and had a kid together. I was convinced it would last forever… Then, I caught her with another man and I ended up getting arrested for assaulting him. Despite she’s the one who cheating on me, my daughter ultimately sided with her. I lost my job. I lost everything…”

I continued my story while Evelyn sat nearby in silence. I didn’t feel surprised through the bond. However, there was something like sorry and sympathy. Evelyn could hear the hurt in my voice, and feel the pain in my bond. You could say there was no one in the world that would understand me as well as Evelyn did at that moment. However, she didn’t ask questions. She didn’t interrupt or try to give advice. She merely listened as I spoke.

“That was the point I was at when suddenly I ended up in another world. And the first thing I saw… was you.”

That’s how I ended my story. Evelyn still didn’t speak as I looked down at her. She lifted her fingers and wiped a tear that was running down my cheek. I hadn’t even been aware I was crying. Then, she gave me a single gentle smile, and in that second, all of the pain, the hurt, and the petty bullshit just went away. It was that easy. This girl’s smiles could destroy nations, and she gave it only for me. My heart instantly started to heal.

“Y-you made me all sticky.” Evelyn suddenly spoke, looking away.

I let out a laugh, the cutest thing she could say coming at just the right time. My hand grabs her ass and I give it a small smack. Even Evelyn can’t help but bury her head in my shoulder while giggling to herself. After a couple of moments the feel of her naked body starts to arouse me again, and a moment later Evelyn feels something poking her from down below. Her eyes widen in shock.

“A-again?” She cried out. “B-but I’m all dirty!”

“I know,” I smirk. “Let’s go take a shower!”

We went straight for the shower to clean off and other stuff.

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“Hello, beautiful, do you have a kiss for me?” I asked with a wink.

“You wish.” Brooke snorted, reaching over and tussling my hair affectionately.

I was standing near the front entrance, teasing the head of security. Her name was Brooke, and she was in charge of keeping our entire estate safe. The team was small, only consisting of five women, but Brooke was the only one allowed into the house and near me. Thus, beyond the elderly maids, my mom, and my siblings, she was the only other person I was allowed to talk to.

Brooke was a tough woman. She wore a sword on her waist and her hair was cut short. She had a long scar on her bare arm, and narrow eyes that looked very intimidating when she grew angry. As to our relationship, I never dreamed of having sex with her. It wasn’t because she wasn’t pretty enough. Brooke was actually pretty cute in a butch, tomboy kind of way. No, the reason it was never going to be was that Brooke was a complete lesbian.

Lesbians aren’t to be confused with lipstick lesbians. A lipstick lesbian worships women and despises men. A standard lesbian just happens to favor the same sex. With men so infrequent, lesbian relationships were actually quite common in this world, and it wouldn’t be far from the truth to say that almost every other woman was in a lesbian relationship. The number probably reached close to 90% of women had at least experimented with lesbianism at some point in their lives. People got lonely and wanted physical contact. It’s simply a matter of availability. However, I guess in that case, you could call them bisexuals who settled on a woman.

That wasn’t the case for Brooke though. She actually had been with a man. He came in her mouth, and she said it tasted so bad that she threw up, and that’s when she realized she wasn’t into men. She didn’t hate men as a concept, but she held no attraction for her. The man’s penis grossed her out and she got pubic hair in her mouth, which for some reason gave her trauma. That’s why she kept her hair short, because she hated it when any hair got in her mouth. It should also come as no surprise that she likes her women bare-shaven.

As she put it, “Scissoring is fine, but I’ll never eat out of a hairy box.”

The man she had been with, by the way, was actually her own father. I don’t know if that had anything to do with her distaste for men or not. However, she couldn’t talk about him without wearing a disgusted look. I seemed to get a pass because I was still young and youthful looking without my secondary sexual traits all grown in yet.

“Right now, you’re still young so you don’t have all that gross man hair. Promise Auntie Brooke that when you get that age you’ll shave your chest and ass. If I ever see your hairy ass, I’ll throw up.”

Brooke, always told me such things like that. It’s actually part of the reason I started to be her friend. She was the closest thing to “one of the guys” I had in this world. She was often funny, if only in a sarcastic down-to-Earth kind of way.

“Maybe if you stopped trying to look at my ass, you wouldn’t have to worry how much hair it had!” I shot back.

This was the way we had started talking to each other. It had shocked some of the maids the first time they had heard us teasing each other. The original me apparently was afraid of Brooke and kept my distance. Ever since I reincarnated, I started hanging out with her more and more just to have someone to talk to. Brooke took my change in behavior as a boy hitting puberty, and the maids finally tolerated it as long as mom didn’t find out the details of what was said, which was often lewd and offensive.

“Well, excuse me. I can’t help that your ass reminds me of your moms. You inherited a fine looking butt from that woman.” Brooke chuckles.

I could only nod in agreement. “I know, right? When I grab on it’s just the right size against my palm. Her skin is so smooth, and it’s a perfect combination of muscular hardness and soft springiness. You could definitely bounce a coin off that thing.”

I teased Brooke. I knew that she actually had the hots for my mom. Anyone would, my mom was definitely a hottie. Brooke didn’t know my relationship with mom was sexual, but she did know we straddled the line of what could be considered appropriate son and mom relations. She ignored it because it was none of her business and didn’t affect her job, but her eyes did brighten when I described mom’s naked body.

“You… sometimes I worry about you kid. I wonder sometimes if you’re a filial son or just a giant pervert.” Brooke shook her head.

“Can’t I be both?” I responded toothily.

Brooke chuckled as she took another look across the yard, making sure there was nothing suspicious moving around while remaining alert. “Whatever you say, kiddo.”

One of the only real problems with Brooke was that she always saw me as just a kid. No matter how lewd our conversations grew, she’d always ruffle my hair and look down on me. Once in a while when she was in a bad mood, she would shush me away or chastise me like a mother hen. However, guarding was a boring job so she often tolerated my presence if for no other reason than to give herself something to do. Occasionally, I was lucky enough to get her in a good mood and then she’d tell me naughty stories.

Well, actually they were just stories about her dating life, but being a sexually active lesbian in her late twenties with a rough demeanor and a sword she knew how to use, all of those stories were incredibly exciting. In her youth, she frequented a lot of clubs and ended up in more than one lesbian gangbang. She told stories like the time she went down on a famous celebrity who I didn’t recognize, but was told is quite famous in the movies. As she put it, the celebrities “O” face would have ruined her movie credibility had a picture of it leaked.

She also told the story how she got drunk and slept with three generations of a family in a single night, a mom, her daughter, and her daughter’s daughter. Not together. She had actually gone home with the daughter, and when she was done she snuck into the mom’s room, who had been giving her some strong signals. In the morning, the youngest got up before the others, and she had seduced and had her way with her early in the morning. Brooke was caught by the other two women with her tongue up their youngest’s ass, and ended up jumping out a window to escape their wrath. As to how young the youngest daughter she defiled was, she wouldn’t tell.

My favorite stories were how she used to feel up girls in the Academy. Since she was the same sex as the other women, the locker room was her favorite place. She used to creep and spy on other naked girls. She’d then plot to get them alone through nefarious means like by hiding something of theirs so they were left behind looking for it. She’d “volunteer” to help them look, and once she had her target alone, she would take advantage of them.

As she put it, “I’ve tasted a lot of pussy in that locker room. Broken a lot of hearts too. Well… that was back when I was young and stupid. I’m sure you’ll be the same way in Academy… leaving behind a wave of pregnant women with broken hearts.”

Although I felt some comradery with her, I still shook my head. “I don’t like the pump and go. I’d rather be with the same women.”

“You trying to take after your dad?” She asked.

Remembering the holotape I had unearthed with Hannah, I could only shake my head. “No! No… I mean, my desire is to form my own harem!”

“What the hells a harem?” Brooke asked.

Without men in this world, naturally harems didn’t exist either. Or at least, there was no word for them.

“A harem is living with a bunch of women who all serve me and have sex with me.”

“Isn’t that what every man already gets?” Brooke raised an eyebrow. “You lucky bastards…”

I sniffed. “No! Most men just run around sleeping with women. One night stands. I want all my girls to stay with me.”

“Government might not like that all that much.” Brooke shrugged. “You still expected to contribute your seed to society.”

I nodded excitedly. “Exactly! I’ve done the math. Since women are pregnant for nine months, if I had about sixty women, I could just keep them all pregnant, giving each woman a three month break between each baby.”

“You want to turn a bunch of women into baby making factories?” Brooke seemed amused. “Won’t they get worn out by the fourth or fifth one?”

“Well, when the mom’s start getting too old, then that’s what my daughters are for, right?” I responded excitedly.

Brooke let out a laugh. “You are one strange, boy… or maybe all men are strange. I’m glad I decided not to pursue your sex. Just promise me one thing, will you?”

“What’s that?”

“If you make your thirteen year old daughter give you a BJ, don’t force her to swallow it because she’ll ‘come to like it’.” Brooke made a grossed out face, showing she was speaking from personal experience.

“I-I’d never do that…” I technically spoke the truth, Madison was fifteen when she first sucked my cock after all.

Brooke didn’t respond, merely continuing to look around while keeping her thoughts about my harem plan to herself. However, she barely made a round before her eyes locked on something in the distance. It took me a moment to be able to notice what she noticed. It was a dust cloud, and it seemed to be growing closer and closer.

“Is that her?”

“Uh, huh. Looks like. Why don’t you run to your mom and give her the news?” Brooke nudge me towards the door.

“What? But, I want to see my Aunt Rose!”

“You and I both know your mom is suspicious of a childhood friend suddenly showing up just as her precious son starts getting erections. Don’t make your mom worry anymore than she has to, will you?” Brooke rustled my hair before walking off the porch to meet the car coming her way. “Go back indoors, kid!”

I didn’t mean to not listen, but my eyes were caught on the vehicle, which didn’t appear to have any wheels. It was a hover car! This world had hover cars? I was nearly 14 now and only now did I find this kind of detail out? I stuck my tongue out at Brooke’s back before running back into the room. I hated how she always treated me like a kid. Well, I would have flipped her off, but apparently the finger didn’t exist in this world. On the contrary, sticking your tongue out was considerably more vulgar. In this world, it was actually an obscene gesture.

Women who stuck their tongue out at other women were basically offering cunnilingus, the primary form of sex for most women. It started as a common sign among lesbians to show they’re interested. However, in a world where all of the policy makers were women, sticking your tongue out had become the equivalent of saying “fuck you”. Rather than being cute or silly, it was either and offer for sex or an insult.

“Sweetie, only if you had a pussy.” I heard the words called out from Brooke, causing me to stop at the door with a blush, before running into the house.

She had seen me apparently. I swear she had eyes in the back of her head. It made me worry a bit, because that was something she might end up telling mom about. Mom would not punish me like she used to, but she’d lecture me and pout, and I’d have to use all my moves to get her to put out again. However, it felt less like the worry of boy afraid of offending his mother, and more like the worry of a husband afraid he’s upset his wife.

I ran through the mansion I called home, something I had 100% familiarized myself with at this point. Any discrepancies between my memories had long been resolved. As to what “mental age” I was, that was a complicated question. It wasn’t truly like my 35 years of life were just added to 13. It more was like a 35 year old mind was mixed with the thoughts of a 13 year old, creating a blend of both.

I still had teenage hormones which were just starting to erupt. I was still prone to childish outbursts such as when I stuck out my tongue. The major difference was that I had a lot of experience to pull from, so where a normal teenager might feel justified in their actions and wronged by their punishments, I was better at self-reflection and realizing my mistakes. It was probably better this way. I seemed like a mature kid, but not offputtingly mature. Most everyone just blamed any changes in my attitude on growing up and becoming a teenager.

“Wow.” I stopped short as I pushed into mom’s room.

Mom had done up her hair nicely and was wearing a gorgeous dress. The last time she had dressed this nice had been for my birthday. I knew that Hannah’s birthday was not the reason she dressed like this. It probably had more to do with a friend she hadn’t spoken to in some time coming. Any woman would want to look her best and impress.

However, simply being in a dress wasn’t the reason I spoke out. Rather, mom was turned away from me. She had a foot on the bed and was pulling up a stocking. This caused her dress to ride up high on her leg to the point her panties almost showed. On top of that, her dress was unbuttoned in the back, revealing the back strap of her black bra and pale skin. Of course, the reason I spoke out was that the scene was incredibly erotic. My penis immediately twitched, and the desire to ravish this woman grew drastically.

Mom looked back at me and then smiled, her face showing happiness that made my heart melt. “How do I look?”

“You’re beautiful.” I said.

Mom turned back. “Then, help your beautiful mother, can you please zip up my dress?”

“Mm!” I nodded even though she couldn’t see, my mouth going dry.

I’d slept with mom many times now, but she could still make me feel like a little boy sometimes. I occasionally forgot how sexy mom really was. I walked up behind her and carefully zipped up her back. I had some experience with it, so I was careful and slow, to make sure I didn’t rip the thin dress cloth or catch her bra. As soon as I finished, I wrapped my arms around mom and put my neck on her shoulder. I could just barley manage on my toes at this point. Another year and I’d be bigger than her.

Rather than pushing me off, mom leaned back against me, grabbing my arms and gently holding them. It was truly a lover’s embrace, without any ambiguity.

“I love you.” I whispered into mom’s ear.

“I love you too.” Mom responded.

“Ah… your sister’s arrived.” I suddenly remembered why I came.

“Nn! Ah, I should go then- Ahn!” Mom attempted to pull out of my grip, but I immediately grabbed her breast and started to suck on her neck. “N-no… not now…”

“You make me so hard.” I whispered into her ear, pushing my groin against mom’s backside.

“Nnn… baby… I want it so bad… but we can’t right now.” Mom turned to the side to look back at me, and I immediately took her lips.

She turned around in my arms, and my hands found their way to her buttocks, having my way with the things I had teased Brooke with earlier. I couldn’t image the look she’d have on her face had she known I was speaking the truth when I described mom’s butt. Meanwhile, I pushed my crotch against hers, feeling a heat emanating from below that spoke to how turned on my mom was. Meanwhile, my tongue explored her mouth, and my hands groped her body. Finally, mom broke off her kiss with a gasp.

“We need to be quick!” She succumbed, while I kissed her neck.

She started trying to guide me to the bed as I ground my crotch against her. The pair of us sloppily stumbling over the bed in a single wrapped up pile of flesh.

Click!

The sound came like a piercing cry through our heavy breathing and the pair of us jumped apart and looked at the door in terror. A moment later, we both gave a relieved breath. When I had entered, I had left the door open. The click was just the door finally closing. For a moment, we had both been afraid we had been caught by someone.

“You naughty boy, you even left the door open!” Mom gave me a pouty, embarrassed look.

I truly did feel bad about it. I had seriously dropped the ball. Anyone could have looked in and saw us necking. I really did need to start considering the reality of things and start acting better.

“I-I’m sorry, mother.” I looked down, slightly angry at myself.

Mom gave me a smile and walked up to me, giving me a more distant, less intimate hug. “I love you, honey. I always will. We just need to be more careful about these kinds of things, okay?”

“Yes, mother.” I gave mom a nod.

She reached out a grabbed my chin, lifting it, and then just like a mother, licked her finger and started wiping my mouth.

“Mom!” Although I had just swapped spit with her a moment ago, now that she was wiping my mouth with her spit, I suddenly felt embarrassed.

“There was just a little bit of lipstick, dear.” She smiled, finding my shy behavior cute. “Why don’t you head out? I need to fix my makeup and hair again and then I’ll join you. Find Hannah and Madison. We’ll start this party out right, okay sweetie?”

I gave mom one last kiss on the cheek and then left, wiping my mouth of her spit as I walked away. Racing out the hall, I went looking for my sisters. We’re going to celebrate Hannah’s birthday. Naturally, I was looking forward to the cake!

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Your rage explodes, and the world goes red with – wait, what? You instantly zoom out the image that was on Aurora’s face. Not only is it not in Aurora’s character to cheat, but this is absolutely 100% Aurora. She has the collar on, and the collar isn’t giving you any alarms. The only case it wouldn’t be giving off alarms is with your own dick. Even Ariel’s dick is too messy to set up and thus she isn’t allowed to have one. So, how can Aurora be sucking dick right now.

“Oh, hi, father!” First a boob appears on the screen, and then an entire naked girl who is standing there with a large ten inch dick in her mom’s face.

“It’s father!” The girl who just came on her mom’s face also bends over and waves excitedly and then notices Merida back. “Oh, and other mother!”

“Hi, girls!” Merida waves back as if she wasn’t watching her naked queen get cumshotted by her naked daughter.

“Girls!” You curse. “What are you doing to your mother?”

You daughters look through the camera excitedly, not even conscious of the gasping and surprised looks of half the human realm watching. You immediately cut off the vision, so it’s just you, the king, and your harem that have gathered nearby who can see the scene, however, it’s a bit too late for that. Had Aurora still been a queen, her image in the human realm would be ruined forever. Her only saving grace is that being naked with cum all over her face, few people got a good look at her features and no one would be able to pick her out of a lineup come morning.

“Mom was getting lonely, father has been gone so long!” Anna explains tearfully.

“Mother said ‘I really want your father’s cock, I miss it!” Elsa adds.

“Ah, girls! Stop speaking such things!” Aurora desperately tries to wipe the cum off her face. “Hero-san, it’s just… you know how the girls are, and when they brought out those big things I got nostalgic and before you know it I was on my knees! They told me you could feel it!”

“You… I know Ariel has molested you with her penis a few times, but to think you grew a taste for futa-“

“Ah… no, please hero-san, that’s not it!” Aurora responded tearfully. “I said it’s not what it looks like, the girls tricked me! They said it was your cock! I only did it to please you!”

“Eeeeh?”

“It is father’s cock!” Anna declares pushing out her erect cock proudly, “See… I remember, it’s a perfect replica!”

“It’s an exact copy!” Elsa declares, shoving her erect cock so the tip pushes against Anna’s.

Soon, the two girls are jousting, using identical copies of your genitals to slap each other. “Oh, take that!”

“Ah… mine is better!” Elsa declares back. “I’ll win!”

“My version of father’s cock is truly best! Tell them mom! Tell them my cock felt most like father!”

“Nu uh! Mom, tell my cock wins!”

You rub your forehead. “So, you’re telling me that your daughters told you that they were fucking you with my actual cock and you believed them!”

Aurora gave a small shrug and a smile.

You slam your fist down. “You honestly think I’m the kind of man that would create exact duplicates of my cock, put them on my daughters, and force them to fuck my wife for my own sexual enjoyment?”

“…”

“Psst…” Snow White nudges Merida, “Is this a rhetorical question? Isn’t that something warrior would definitely do?”

“I don’t know, but I want to be violated by two of daddy’s cocks, Aurora is so lucky!” Merida whispers back.

“Is that why this collar alarm didn’t go off, because the penis is identical to owners?” Rapunzel asks.

“Yeah, that definitely holds up to scrutiny…” Kida responds.

“Actually, it’s a giant plotho-“ The other girls try to silence Rapunzel with shushing. “If I don’t say it, the comments will!”

“Hasn’t commoner already done this kind of stuff with the dildos before?” Tiana shrugs.

You sigh as all of the girls give you looks as if this is an expectation. “Very well, I’ll punish the girls when I get home!”

“Father!” The girls give pleading looks, but you ignore them.

“Ah… can you punish this queen too? She’s been naughty…” Aurora looks away from the screen blushing while saying this. “In fact… this mother will take all the punishments of her daughters too…”

“Yeah, mom is so generous!” Anna kisses her mom’s cheek.

“Why do I feel like now I want punishment?” Elsa raises a finger questioningly.

“Have you no shame! Aren’t you unabashedly asking for a spanking in front of your former husband?” Ignoring the two daughters, you point the poor king, who seems to be at a loss about what to say.

“Tss…” Aurora clicks her tongue and gives an irritated expression, even your heart hurts at her complete rejection of her former husband.

“Haa….” You expect the king to explode in rage, but suddenly he stretches with a sigh, suddenly looking more relaxed that you’d ever seen him. “I haven’t seen my wife so lively in my entire life. She truly looks happy, as does my daughter. Aurora, I won’t pursue you, I just want your continued happiness.”

Aurora doesn’t respond, still looking away from the screen, but you can see the slightest tinge of a smile and relief painted on her face. Clearly, this meant a lot to her. Since the king isn’t stirring up trouble, you guess you don’t have to turn him into a hamster like you originally planned.

On the screen, the two girls had started fighting again. As an added new weapon, they were starting to shoot cum at each other like they were playing with water guns, and with Aurora in the middle, all three women looked like they had just been through a bukkake.

“Ah, and we need to get mom pregnant with an heir, too!” Ariel announces with a snap.

“Eh? P-pregnant again! But I can barely handle my children now!” Aurora whines as she grabs both of her daughter’s cocks tightly, to keep the two girls from continuing to battle with them.

“Hah, well, do your best!” You close the window and cut off communication, leaving the mom to clean up the mess.

Naturally, you remove their dicks too, so the girls can only violate their mother with their hands and tongues, as Pun intended.

“Well, it’s time to go home, I guess.” You dust off your pants and announce.

“Are we just going to teleport?” Rapunzel asks.

“No, we’ll take the ship back, same as we came.”

“But that’ll take another week!” Merida says worriedly.

“Shhh… That means another week with just us on a boat with warrior.” Kida nudges Merida, who nods excitedly after being reminded of that.

“Its fine, after all this story drama, I need a break.” You declare. “Let’s just head back in leisure.”

“Sounds good, just five days with just the eight of us. Why… anything could happen in five days…” Ariel says mysteriously.

“Why did you say it like that?” Merida asks…

“It’s… called… foreshadowing…” Ariel winks.

“…”

“…”

“…”

“Let’s just go…” You turn to leave, taking your harem with you.

You’re sure that there is going to be no problems or disruptions, and you’ll return home without anything wrong happening. An ominous shadow moves just out of sight, missed by you. Your group walks in front of a black cat, under a ladder, and accidentally break a mirror. Truly, had you known then what you know now… you probably wouldn’t have changed a thing, your you, after all. However, a sick gypsy woman on the other side of the world suddenly wakes up and screams.

“It’s here!” Those are the only words she gets out before collapsing dead, her family nearby having no clue what she meant with her final words.

“I’m sure things will be just fine.” You mutter.

You step on a crack, just as you do so you see down an allyway two twins.

They point at you and say in unison, “Red Rum.”

A statue of some goddess suddenly starts crying red tears. The nearby priests start to freak out, holding mass prayer. A sudden locust swarm attacks a field of sheep eating them all in seconds.

“It’s fine…”

It’s not.

“Smooth sailing from here on out.”

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“So, where do we go from here?” Prince Eric asks, looking lost over the messy situation, the culprit he wanted to blame now gone.

“I suppose there is me to still deal with…” Esmerelda responds wryly, her lips tight. “It’s true, I have been controlling the king for all these years. It was the only way I could manage my curse. I’ve done impossible evil over the years. I know this. I will accept my beheading.”

“Oh, that probably won’t be necessary…” You let out a chuckle, “I mean, it was a curse enacted by a demon lord. You can’t really blame yourself for the actions of a vampire.”

“Even so… I am still cursed.” Esmerelda drops her head shamefully.

“Actually… you “were” cursed… the correct tense is ‘were’.” You clarify.

“What do you mean? I-“ Esmerelda stops talking as another woman walks out right next to you.

The woman looks much like Esmerelda, except she had red eyes, white hair, pale skin, and pointy teeth.

“Two Esmereldas?” Prince Eric calls in disbelief.

“Ah… actually, I took the vampire curse out of Esmerelda last night. It was easier just to split you in two. You can consider this one your evil half.”

“My evil… what do you plan to do with it?” Esmerelda demands, shooting her evil half a dangerous glare. “She doesn’t seem as… feral… as I expected.”

“Sovereign has given this Queen a taste of him. This Queen can no longer stomach anything else!” vampire Esmeralda responds, hiding behind you. “Only his lifeforce can fill this Queen!”

“In truth, she’s a bit like a child right now, feral and full of baser instincts. I’ll take her and keep watch over her. I’ve already collared her, you can see.” You point at a red and black midnight choker on her neck.

“Ah… perhaps that will be best then.” the real Esmeralda let’s out a breathe. “As for me, you may feel that I am not at all responsible, but I have done many things I regret to hide that evil from the world. I am no longer fit to be Queen.”

“That’s true… about the only thing you’d be fit for is a concubine.” You respond.

“Lord of Riun!” Eric starts but then lowers his head, unable to really dispute what I said.

Esmerelda herself winces, and then nods sadly, “It is as you say. I’m nothing but a whore now.”

You sniff. “I didn’t say, whore, I said concubine. Hey, King Eric, don’t you need some of those?”

“Eh? What did you say? K-k-king?” Eric responds in a fluster.

“Yeah… you’re next in line, right? No one disputed it, and the King’s dead. Long live King Eric.”

“Long Live King Eric!” Shouts came from the stands as people started to stand and clap.

“Ah… but if you’re a King… I guess you’ll need a Queen, so…” you wave your hand.

“Haaaaa!” Selena’s head raises up as she lets out a long breath.

“Selena! My love!” Eric runs over and kneels down next to Selena, immediately kissing her.

When their kiss parts, Selena shakes her head. “Wh-what happened?”

“I’m not 100% sure, but I think I’m the King now.” Eric scratches the back of his neck, still barely able to keep up. “Selena… will you be my Queen?”

Selena’s expression grows more and more excited as realization dawns on her and she finally throws her arms around him and they kiss a new. When they finally part while the crowd watches in awkward silence, Selena sees Esmerelda standing on the podium.

“What is she still doing here?” Selena’s expression darkens.

“Ah… well… honey, about that… as it turns out, she’s going to be… um…”

“I’m his concubine, mistress.” Esmeralda gives a perfect curtsy, smirking as she speaks, “It’ll be my job to satisfy the master when you’re busy.”

“You…” Selena glares up at her angrily before sniffing and climbing up on the podium. “As his wife, you’ll have to do anything I say! So, don’t think it’ll be easy winning my good graces!”

“Eh… of course, mistress.” Esmeralda puts on a wry expression, but still seems happy.

After all, she had truly loved Eric, and now that she was able to be with him and curse free, that could be said to be the thing she had always wanted.

“Now… lick my feet!” Selena demands, sitting in the seat the former King had fallen out of of.

“Eh?” Esmeralda makes a noise in surprise.

“Oh, hoh… so you’re already going to defy your mistress. I guess this cock of my husbands will never be yours! If you want to satisfy the master, you’ll have to make the mistress happy. That’s the way it is! I’m the Queen, yes?”

“Eh! Don’t… Y-yes, my Queen!” To the shock of everyone there, Esmeralda immediately drops to her knees and starts licking Selena’s feet, which were in sandals.

“Hahaha!” Selena laughs evilly and turns to Eric. “I bet if I ask her to lick my cunny she’ll do that too?”

Eric looks on dizzily, thinking much the same thing as everyone else in the crowd. Is Selena secretly a sadist and Esmeralda a masochist? Esmeralda looks just a tad too happy to be licking her feet. Perhaps it’s the relief of no longer having the pressure of being a queen on her shoulders. Perhaps it’s the happiness of finally being allowed to be with the man she loves. Perhaps it’s the lies all finally being aired out. One must also consider that Selena was the woman Esmeralda had picked for her former husband. Selena must have had some properties that convinced Esmeralda to choose her. Perhaps in the end, Esmeralda had some bi-sexual tendencies that leaned towards Selena’s type. Whatever it was, it looks from the point of view of everyone else like they’re very much in some S&M play. Just who is Esmeralda the concubine to, after all?

Eric ignores his two women and gives out a few orders to clean up things and put an end to today’s events, announcing himself as the king and so-on. After a bit, he walks up to you.

“I really don’t know what to say. Thank you, Lord of Riun. No… I should also call you a King. This may be the Great Kingdom, but I have a feeling in the years to come we will be outshone by you in every way. You’ve ended a plot from the demon lord, saved my Esmerelda from a lifelong curse, and even brought my wife back to life. I don’t know how much I can thank you, but if you ever need anything, this King is forever in your debt.”

“Don’t mention it. I mean, as the father, it’d be downright criminal to allow that baby to die in Selena?”

“Huh? What do you mean by that?”

“Ah!” Just realizing what you said, you freeze. “Uh… what I mean, is… you know… all us fathers need to stick together. I mean you would have done the same thing for my kid, right? Ah… anyway, gotta go!”

As King Eric looks are you suspiciously, you grab all your girls and wave goodbye.

“Wait… you… I feel like you should be familiar…?” A voice stops you.

It’s the king who summoned you to this world. You take a breath and turn back to him.

“Hello, king, actually, we have some history. I won your competition, so I trust you won’t still protest me taking your daughter…”

“Ah… my daughter… my mind is still scrambled, I remember my daughter’s death, while also remembering her alive. Will you take good care of my daughter?” The king asks, unsure of himself.

“Oh, yes, father! Hero takes good care of mom and me! So, you don’t have to worry!” Ariel gives a thumbs up.

“Your mother! Aurora?” The king’s eyes widen as he stares between the daughter holding his arms and you.

“Ah… oops.” Ariel sticks out her tongue and hits her head while you give her a dark stare.

“Th-th-that’s right, I remember now. You brought my daughter back to life, but took my wife as recompense. I always thought that deal was suspicious, not I know you didn’t need her soul at all! You just wanted to take my wife!” The king’s face started to turn to anger.

“Easy now!” Just when you thought the king was going to hit you, he let out a sigh.

“Haaaah, what’s done is done. Had my wife truly wanted to be with me, she would have returned by now. I’m just an old man unable to protect my family nor run my kingdom. Hero from another world, I will leave my family to you… but you must promise me something!”

“Hah? What is that?”

“An heir! I can’t produce an heir of my own, so you must give my daughter an heir for my kingdom!”

“Ah! Dad… but I wanted a girl baby!” Ariel pouted, but then snapped a finger. “I know, let’s knock mom up again! She can have a male heir!”

“Ah, good idea!” I give her thumbs up.”

“Again?” The king asks in confusion, but then shakes his head. “Very well, but can I ask one last favor. I’d just like to see my wife one last time. Can you show her to me?”

“Ahem… I guess it’s fine.” You shrug. “I can even use magic to show an image of her right now. You can see your wife is doing find in my hands.”

You wave your hand, causing a picture to form. The picture takes a moment, turning from a blurry form to clear. You also add sound just in case they need to say some words to each other. The first thing you hear is gasping and moaning. Then a very clear image of Aurora appears, except she’s naked, on her knees, and has a cock in each hand.

“The fuck!” You shout, looking at your pressure Aurora pleasing two cocks in her mouth.

“Is this taking care of my wife!” the king shouts.

At this point, Aurora realizes she’s being watched, as she can see the other side just as clearly. In shock she let’s out a shout, letting go of the cocks and covering her chest. However, one of the cocks chooses to explode at this second, covering her face is semen.

“Hero-san, It’s not what it looks like!” Aurora cries, then notices she’s her former husband, bit to mention the crowds of people behind him. “Ah! My former husband!”

“You…” The king looks away in disgust and then gives you a snort. “Well, it looks like she’s not even loyal to you, you’re welcome to her.”

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Chapter 56

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“What’s going on? Why are we stopping, it’s only noon?” I asked a man on horseback traveling nearby.

The man sniffed with displeasure at be addressed by a human slave, but he responded anyway, not wanting to offend the Lord General. “We’re here, if the army goes any closer to the boarder it’d incite an incident. There is a local border town nearby which will support us. The exact meeting spot will be established over the next day or two, and then the negotiations will start.”

I shot him an appreciative smile, but he only sniffed and turned away again. Many of the men were still quite wary of me. I had heard some of the talk, and the rest had been filled in by flirting with Fanreek. Truth be known, many felt I was treated too well by the Lord General. Female camp followers who had hoped to get into the Lord General’s bed and perhaps get impregnated by him were spiteful. However, even the men of camp danced between envy for my close relationship between the Lord and the former sword trainer which they considered undeserved. Many would kill in this camp to be trained by Fanreek, and some human slave woman was a complete waste of his talents. As to having the Lord General’s ear, everyone desired this.

Other than Fanreek and the Lord General, the only other people in camp who treated me with any respect were the whores. Naturally, spending too much time with them had only served to further lower my reputation. It was considered harmless for any man to visit the whores as often as time and money allowed, but for a woman to be seen fraternizing with them gave the camp followers and soldiers a bad impression. Somehow, I represented the Lord General’s pride and respect, and being seen with “lower” people spit on his house’s name. Naturally, had Typhon himself cared, I would not have been allowed to do so.

So, I headed to the whore tents anyway as they were setting them up. During these hours, most of the soldiers were working and thus the ladies were not.

“Ah, Miss Aria… come to look for more herb? The way you and the General go through it his cock must irresistible!” An older woman with large breasts and a big butt smirked as I came near.

“What can I say? I have too many places he likes to slide it. If it was just one hole or two I could manage but soon he’s slipping it between my tits and thighs and feet…” I gave a shrug.

The girls nearby burst out laughing while the old woman looked up at me chuckling. “Just the thighs. When he wants to fuck you in the armpit or the ear, then we can start comparing weird places. Actually, I didn’t think I needed to have this conversation with you. You do know it’s only the cunni that’ll get you pregnant, right?”

There was more laughter and I moved forward and gave her a gentle hug. “How are you doing, Mom?”

“My ass is sore, lot of men have been requesting to fuck me in the butt lately. I should start charging more, the bowels don’t move like the used to.”

Mom was the only name the woman gave, and in truth she was a bit of a mother figure to most of the whore camp followers. She kept them together, which kept them from being snatched, enslaved, or otherwise harassed by the army. One might think that army prostitutes were abused, but the truth was that they held a substantial power in the army. Simply put, a lot of men had put their dicks, and hearts, into these women, so rules had grown to protect them. One bad apple could lose many of them access to cheap sex, so they were very motivated to keep the red-light camp cordial.

A drunk man once beat a girl during sex and then refused to pay. His fellow soldiers strung him up by the toes and paid her ten times his due. Had the girl chosen to flee the camp afterwards to ply her trade in a safer village, the man very well might have been killed. She had quite a few fans. Not just soldiers, but some blacksmiths and other followers might choose to not ply their trade to a man known to be abusive to the whores.  That was a kind of power too.

“Here mom, I brought this for you.” I handed her a small vial of healing potion.

I hadn’t made much of it on the go, but Typhon had told me not to sell any of my potions. He didn’t want to advertise that particular skill. I wasn’t sure why, but and order was an order. Perhaps some of the reason he was so lax with my allowance was exactly because I could so easily make up money selling potions and he didn’t want to tempt me. I really couldn’t guess. Either way, handing potions away as gifts was allowed, and being in mom’s good graces got me a discount on herb.

“Oh, bless you, dear… this one you drink?” Mom asked, only the slightest tinge in her voice.

“I’ll make you one that’s topical later. Perhaps something with numbing agent?” I responded, giving Mom and nod.

“Oh, you don’t have to… but it would certainly ease my backside. Bless you dear, bless you.” Mom slipped the vial into her pocket without another word and turned away.

She was quite a blunt woman with very few scruples. If you gave her a gift, she would take it. Many would call her crude and unrefined. She was definitely no lady. However, it was for that exact reason that I liked her.

“So, what are you guys doing later?” After placating Mom, I approached some of the girls who were setting up a tent.

There were three of them, all pretty women, with the youngest looking around seventeen. Well, this was that kind of world. Seeing a fourteen-year-old girl wouldn’t have been unexpected. I’m just glad I didn’t have to witness it in this camp.

“Ah, we were thinking of going into town later.” A tall and lanky woman with a slight cleft lip spoke up. “Small towns usually have only one or two working girls, so the men there are hungry for fresh meat.”

“That doesn’t piss off the local working women?”

One of the girls shrugs. “If anything, they’re going to be too busy with their feet up in the air servicing our army population. A lot men like to sample the local scene.”

“They have beds…” The seventeen-year-old sighed. “The burlap is so rough on my knees.”

“The tents good enough for us. You make more a night in the army than you make a week in the bed of a small village. Just keep it up. Who knows, you’re young, an impressionable soldier might take to you and try to marry you!”

The younger girl blushed. “Please don’t tease me! I’m definitely not a woman who can ever marry anymore.”

As the three prostitutes were sighing over her words, I shook my head. “Don’t say that. As someone whose been around, I can tell you that it really doesn’t matter what you’ve done in the past. Everyone deserves to find love and happiness. Maybe one day, even I’ll find a man…”

The three women let out laughs and the tall woman spoke. “That’s certainly our Aria, so optimistic. I’ve never met a slave like you. The way you hold your back, I almost believe you. You were enslaved and found as Cambion fodder, yet here you are with a smile. If you can keep up your spirit, then I guess one day I might be able to find a man too.

“That’s the spirit!” I laughed with the three women, however, at that point I heard a commotion and turned towards a tent that was already set up. It was of course Mom’s tent.

“You, get out, your lecherous old fool. I’m not taking customers today. Some personal issues.”

“Oh, come on, Mom, you got your tent set up, how about a quick role, just to set the mood?” A man was saying as Mom shoved him out of her tent.

“Fanreek?” I asked in surprise.

“Ah… Fanreek’s at it again causing trouble. Think mom will ban him from our tents again?” The seventeen-year-old let out a chuckle.

“Naw, she’s sweet on him, don’t you know. He’s the reason she’s got such a sore arse.” The other woman spoke and then gave a snorting laugh.

“I personally don’t let them stick it in my ass. They always want me to suck it after and get offended when I won’t. If you think my ass is so yummy, why don’t you stick your tongue up there!” The tall one added.

“They might just take you on that offer.” The other laughed.

“Eh?” The youngest spoke up. “You can tell them not to? It always hurts but I don’t want them to be offended?”

“Oh, poor girl.” The tall one sighed. “At least tell me you’ve been charging them extra for the butt.”

“Eh!?” The girl looks at the two other girls with a frown.

The other two start shaking their head. “We still have a lot to teach you, girl.”

I parted from the three women with a smile and a nod before taking several quick steps towards Fanreek. “Master… what are you up to?”

“Huh?” Fanreek turns from Mom who is still pushing him out the door, even though her face looks more amused than angry. “Oh, it’s just you.”

Just me? I gave a little pout. Seriously? Mom was Fanreek’s type? I mean, Fanreek was kind of an ugly guy. However, that didn’t really matter when it came to hiring women. You could hire whoever you fancied. You could obtain youth, beauty, and anything else you wanted… but Mom? She was a short, chubby woman with a big nose, bulging cheeks, and almost my polar opposite. She wasn’t ugly, but I just didn’t expect men to pick old fat women when skinny youths were nearby. I had assumed with how Fanreek leered at me, that I was his type. I was a little startled finding out I wasn’t.

“Master? Is this old creep doing something to my previous girl here?” Mom responded wryly, giving Fanreek a dark look.

“It’s not what it looks like, Mom. I’m just training her on how to handle a sword.”

“Ooo… I bet you are!” Mom responded, however, she didn’t put off the aura of someone angry or jealous, just playful.

“Don’t be like that, Mom, you know you’re the woman for me. Why don’t you stop selling yourself and just take up residence in my tent personally?”

“Hah? And never be able to sit again? I think not!”

I couldn’t help but snort; however, Fanreek hadn’t been aware of Mom’s problem and thus didn’t understand what she meant. He could only shake his head helplessly.

“Come on, Mom, pretty please…”

In fact, now that I saw it, Fanreek was just as shameless as Mom. The two people were actually really suited for each other. There interactions felt kind of sweet in a morbid kind of way.

“Hmmm…” Mom looked down at Fanreek, who was just a step from bowing his head on the ground. “Very well, under one condition!”

“Name it!” Fanreek responded excitedly.

“Take Aria into town. Treat her to a day.”

“Ah!” I let out a cry while Fanreek raised an eyebrow.

“Town? She’s Typhon’s slave…”

“Then ask him to lend her out. The poor lass went from a Cambion monster lair to an army slave. She probably hasn’t had a real bath in three months. Take her out! Let her have a nice night on the town.”

“I’d rather take you out.” Fanreek responded, pouting.

“That’s my condition. And don’t be stingy… I’ll consider that payment.”

“R-really! Even in the… you-know-where…” He held his hand up, blocking his mouth when he said the last part.

Unfortunately, I already did know where, and I couldn’t unknow it.

“Well, that depends on how satisfied Aria is with your generosity. She has a certain something for me if she approves.”

“What kind of shit is this? I feel conspired against?” Fanreek cried.

“It’s just female stuff, right Aria?” Mom gave me a wink.

I nodded, understanding what she meant. She’d need a certain topical numbing agent. She was willing to take it up the ass for me, in every kind of meaning. In truth, I had been thinking about wanting to visit the town. Mom made that possible. See, I said getting in her good graces benefited me. I gave mom another hug.

“Thanks, Mom, you’re the best!”

“Yes… yes… Now, off you two go.” Mom straightened her shirt by pulling the bottom, which nearly caused her big saggy tits to pop out the top. “As for you, Fanreek, come back tonight, I’ll leave my tent open.”

Fanreek nodded, half excited and half in tears before turning and beckoning for me to follow. I caught up to him by the time we left the camp. I couldn’t stop myself from leaning over and asking.

“Mom? Really? Why Mom?”

“It’s that ass.” Fanreek answered bluntly. “I get so much grip. When I slide it in it’s like fucking a tight, warm pillow. I love watching it jiggle when I fuck it. I mean, why do you think they call be Fanreek. It’s cause my dick always reeks of the last girl’s fannie I fucked.”

“…”

Fanreek stopped once he realized I had stopped walking, turning back to look at me. “Aria?”

“I’m… sorry I asked.” I muttered quietly, looking down.

“You… if you don’t want to know about my sex life, don’t ask!” He growled, turning away and stalking off.

After a few moments, I ran up to follow him. It turns out after all I’ve been through, I still could be affected by too much information.

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