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“Damn it! Does the Demon King understand how important this treaty is to the demon realm? We can’t afford another war.”

“Be careful, Typhon, or your words might be misinterpreted as disrespect for our Lord.” A dark, scrawny man spoke up.

“Is that a threat?” Typhon looked darkly at the man as if he wanted to pull his sword and strike the man down in an instant.

The man held out his hands and gave an innocent look. “I’m merely pointing out the harsh reality. It has always been my job as a Truthsayer.”

“Truthsayers…” Typhon almost spat as he said that word. “I’ll never understand the tradition of hiring your kind.”

“It is your refusal to use my kind that is the very reason you have no real power outside of the army. The demon realm commands, it is only your job to figure out how to carry out those commands.”

“I have always gotten the job done. Do not try to accuse me of insubordination.”

The dark man grinned. “I wouldn’t dream of it. You have earned your place in the military. Your command of the army has always been explementary. The Demon King wouldn’t have promoted you to Lord General of his armies otherwise. However, let us worry about treaties and diplomacy. You can worry about what to do if diplomacy fails.”

“Hmm… part of me thinks you want a war…” Typhon turned his head away in disgust.

“Even if the Demon King does, your only concern should be… how to win it!” The dark man snorted.

When Typhon remained standing in front of his planning table without another word, the Truthsayer merely nodded and turned to leave the tent. As he reached the entrance, he noticed me standing there, having stayed outside while they discussed things. Had this been something I wasn’t supposed to hear, likely the guards wouldn’t have let me be so close. The man was deathly pale, his skin white with an almost bluish hue. His eyes were also completely red. As to what race he was, I couldn’t even guess. There were several hundred types of demons in the demon realm, and I hadn’t made an effort to identify all of them yet.

“A human slave… disgusting.” When the man’s eyes caught mine, he immediately looked away and muttered those words.

My charm and looks seemed to hold no sway over the man, at least if I allowed the expression on his face tell me so. However, I was a woman adept at deception, and the truth was my appearance had greatly startled the man. I had the sense that the only reason he looked away is to stop himself from pushing me down. With just that brief interaction, I could feel that this was a man used to power and being able to use it however he wanted. He was a man who would flick his fingers and rape a farmer’s daughter just because she aroused him in passing, likely in front of her own husband. As much as he had browbeat Typhon in the tent, the truth was Typhon did hold a great deal of power, and this man was deeply agitated and threatened by Typhon. Whether Typhon knew this was how the man felt, I didn’t know.

It seemed like the longer I stayed in camp, the more I started to remember all of Denova’s teachings. The Cambion lifestyle had been almost suffocating with how upfront and honest everyone was. This sort of subtle subterfuge and politics actually allowed my abilities to thrive much better.

“For a Truthsayer, he seems to lie quite easily,” I muttered to my side.

The man immediately stiffened and stopped his step without turning back. His shoulders shook in a suppressed rage. However, the guards on either side of the tent actually put their hands on their blades. I was Typhon’s girl, and if this man turned to strike me, these two men would defend me until the moment Typhon ordered otherwise.

“Hahaha!” The laughter breaking out from my side was from Fanreek, who let out a barking laugh, slapping me on the shoulder.

Where my comment was jabbing, Fanreek’s actions were flat out disrespectful. It actually took some of the man’s anger off of me, and directed it all on Fanreek. I suspected Fanreek had done this intentionally, for which I was thankful. My words had came out unintentionally and I didn’t expect the man to stop.

“Fanreek, come in… and bring my slave with you.” A voice interrupted from within the tent.

With us being called by Typhon, the Truthsayer could only sniff and head the rest of the way out. His back was still shaking with agitation and he clearly was embaressed. I probably shouldn’t have said anything, but my mouth got the better of me. I know I was a slave, but after listening to him talk down to my master, a strange part of me felt the need to bite back.

“Hey… Fanreek, what is a Truthsayer?” I whispered to him as we entered the tent.

Fanreek shot me a wondering look and then let out another laugh.

“Demon King’s and their council members typically higher Truthsayers.” It was Typhon who spoke up. “On the surface and to commoners, they act as representatives. They spread the truth of their lords to the masses. They deliver decrees, spread commands, and even negotiate on behalf of their masters.”

“On the surface? So, what do they really do?” I knew the words were unbecoming of a slave, so I immediately coughed. “Ahem… if master pleases…”

Typhon gave me a look out of the side of his eye, but I couldn’t read if it was a pleased or displeased look. “Truthsayers tell the truth. They’re the one person in the kingdom that can tell a King exactly what they think. King’s and other people of power end up living in a bubble surrounded by yesmen. Most people are either too afraid to tell a Demon King what they truly think of his decisions and methods. Truthsayers are a protected group designed to counter that. Harming a Truthsayer is equivalent to treason, even for a Demon King. They force leaders to question their actions, putting pressure on them to truly consider their actions.  Well, good Truthsayers work that way. The worst of them become just another aristocrat using the power they borrow from whichever noble they keep on a short leash.”

“And who is he?” I asked.

“He is a Moroi. Truthsayer of Tigon. Tigon’s second only to the Demon King in power. Tigon’s been opposing the Demon King in actions since before you were born. He believes in demon purity and has an extreme hatred for humans. Letting his Truthsayer lead the negotiations is like throwing oil on fire. You need not worry of such things.”  Typhon shook his head, giving me a stern look.

“Should we not worry?” Fanreek spoke up. “The demon’s bane is a very real problem. I side with you, my lord, we can not afford another war. Every year the humans grow stronger and we grow weaker.”

Typhon poured a drink and took a sip before responding. “Some would argue that this is why we should strike now. If we can wipe out the humans, or at least subjugate them, we should do so before we become too weak and unable. Besides, it is the Demon Castle’s official position that the demon’s bane is a myth.”

“Pah!” Fanreek almost spit. “It’s no secret that the demon line weakens with every generation. It’s because of all these purebred lines. They keep their monster blood in the family so desperately that the monster blood grows thin. Soon, we’d be little different from humans ourselves.”

Typhon gave a wry chuckle. “The same people would make the argument that the purebred lines are the only reasons we have any demon blood left in the first place.”

“It’s those damn purebred families not wanting any new families to be made! They kill off the progenitors themselves when the humans don’t do it for them. Don’t tell me they don’t!” Fanreek seemed surprisingly impassioned by this conversation.

Meanwhile, Typhon merely held up his hands and sighed in resignation. It seemed to me like this was a conversation the pair had shared many times. Fanreek was well respected in the army and was one of the few people who would talk to and talk back to Typhon. In some ways, he was almost like Typhon’s Truthsayer, although neither man would appreciate me making the comparison, it seemed.

In truth, the men rarely talked. Fanreek kept to himself and his whores, and Typhon remained as a leader. It might have been arguments such as these that kept the two men from being closer.

“You can’t have come here to have this conversation,” Typhon finally sighed. “What do you want, old friend, and what does it have to do with my slave.”

Fanreek sniffed, shaking himself and letting go of his building anger. “I’d like to take your slave into town for a few nights. She’s been a slave for a while but has mostly had to fend for herself. She needs proper livery and other goods that can’t be found in the camps.”

“Very well, take her.” Typhon waved a hand.

Fanreek stopped for a second and then shook his head. “I was expecting an argument. You really do treat her more like a daughter than a slave.”

“Damn it, Fanreek, what do you want? You made the request, take the girl!” Typhon slammed his hand on the table.

Fanreek held up his hands. “Easy, easy… Aria, why don’t you go outside for a second. Typhon and I… Ahem… have things to discuss.”

I gave the man a frown, but when Typhon nodded I knew I couldn’t ignore their order. I turned around and left the tent. The men watched me leave until I was well outside the tent and earshot. There was no way for me to continue listening to their conversation. Correction, there was no way for me to listen to their conversation without the use of my skills. I immediately activated my voyeur, and soon I was back in the tent. Typhon had sat down at the table, and Fanreek was getting a drink. I took a steep breath, but a moment later it looked like the two didn’t detect my skill. I let my breath out in relief.

“What is the slave girl to you?” Fanreek asked.

Typhon remained silent for a few moments before letting out a sigh. “Do you think she’s a human spy?”

Fanreek stared stiffly for a bit before he shook his head. “Not a chance. It’s been almost a month now since she’s joined the camp. I’ve observed her that entire time under your request. I don’t believe that slave collar works on her, but other than that, I don’t sense any treachery. It’s almost like the heavens crafted a perfect woman and dropped her right into the Cambion tent.”

Fanreek… that’s a bit much. Even I felt a bit like blushing at those comments. It only disturbed me slightly that Fanreek’s association with me was an order. I had suspected as much, but this only confirmed it.

“Hmm… she talks back, and she looks her superiors in the eye. These are not the acts of a slave.”

Fanreek shrugged. “You didn’t ask me if she made a good slave. In truth, she makes a terrible slave. Frankly, half of her behavior would’ve gotten her killed ten times over if you weren’t protecting her.”

I frowned. I really thought I had been doing a good job. What does he mean I’d be killed? I had the whole camp wrapped around my finger!

“Given her beauty,” Fanreek continued, ”her abilities, and her demeanor… she’d make a useful ally.”

“An ally… hm…” Typhon seemed to be contemplating the words.

“What are your plans for her, really?” Fanreek asked.

“My son…”

“Not Seris!”

“No!” Typhon shook his head. “At first, I was just going to give her to Seris to play with, but after seeing her, I’d rather want her to join Bradrick.”

“Bradrick? Isn’t he the one who insists on doing the- ahem…”

“Yes.. given her skillsets, perhaps this Aria could keep him safe. Better yet, he can put a baby in her belly and decide to stay home and stop gallivanting around.”

“You really do see her as a future daughter-in-law?” Fanreek’s eyes rose widely at that, clearly very surprised.

Typhon waved his hand. “I don’t care about this purebred crap. To me, the demon’s bane is an inevitability. Yet… although this slave looks to be human, I somehow have the feeling that her demon children would be no weaker than a purebred. This is all just a maybe, anyway. If she becomes a mistress, or a companion, or even a guard, it matters little to me.”

Fanreek nodded as if agreeing with that strange sentiment. Meanwhile, I touched my stomach and shook my head. I had no desire to be popping out babies! I was a girl who was up for many things, but being pregnant was not one of them. I immediately started making plans to stock up on anti-pregnancy herbs and smuggle them around at all times. If I had to secretly take herb to keep this son of his from knocking me up, I was prepared to do it. Whatever loyalty I felt for his family ended at that line. I’d not going to mother his grandkids!

By the time I recovered, I found their conversation was coming to an end. I could only pull out as quickly as possible. When Fanreek came out of the tent, I was still a little flushed.

“What is it?” Fanreek asked, then gestured with his head. “Come on, let’s head to town.”

I gave a nod enthusiastically and stood up, running ahead of him. Now, I knew the first thing I planned to get in town, a lifetimes supply of anti-pregnancy medication! No matter what happened, I would never become a mother!

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“Auntie Rose, is that really true?” Madison asked excitedly.

“Yes, it is quite a strange culture. The island was unaffected by the rise of the Demon lord and the subsequent fall of man. As a result, they have radically different values from our own. They demand the population remain even, and thus kill the majority of babies. Only male babies are allowed to live, and of course the finest of female babies. It is said that doing this for so many years as made their women exceptionally fertile to seed.

“They seem to birth men at a rate of 1:100 rather than 1:1000. That still means they prematurely end 98 out of 100 pregnancies. Only one female is allowed to exist per male. The relationships are strictly monogamous, and decided at birth. Since the rates are so low, they start having babies as soon as they reach puberty, and continue on until they are in their seventies.

“Despite this, their population hasn’t decreased at all. Scientists have been studying them to figure out how fertility was increased. It doesn’t seem to be a result of the men, but some fundamental change for the women. Some scientists hypothesized that the rate of birth is dependent on the population. It isn’t so much that the women changed, but that the birthrate is modified based on environmental factors, keeping them from selectively breeding themselves into extinction.”

“Fascinating…” Madison muttered.

It was at that point while listening at the door that I finally decided to push my way in. It appeared like this Aunt Rose of mine was a worldly woman. She had spent a lot of time abroad visiting the world. She was a bit of a bookworm and seemed to like telling stories as much as Brooke, but of the more Ripley’s Believe it or not variety. She had a bright voice that sounded like a chime, but it was only after I opened the door that I got a look at her.

Aunt Rose was a short, chubby woman. I was actually a bit surprised. I had expected her to look a lot like mom. I was expecting a tall, buxom beauty with pale skin. Instead, about the only similarity between these two sisters was the buxom part. This woman had big breasts which sat on a stout frame. She wore glasses, and had her hair up in a bun with some chopsticks seemingly tied up in them. Her clothing were a pair of dress paints and a loose fitting blouse which hung low and showed a bit of her sagging cleavage.

Her body was tanned, and her face, neck and breasts had numerous freckles from having had so much sun. She wasn’t an ugly woman by any sense of the word. She probably didn’t weigh any more than mom did, but considering she was about a foot shorter than mom, it led to her having a chubby look. Her face was quite pretty, and she gave me the impression of a sexy, earthy teacher. She was one of those girls where you wanted to see what she knew. One could imagine her experience  translating to being a freak in the sheets. Well, that was the memories from my old world talking.

“Oh… so you must be him? My nephew?” Aunt Rose noticed me first, raising an eyebrow and giving me a slight smirk.

Suddenly my arm was grabbed, and Hannah hugged me, pushing her own growing boobs against my arm. “Yes! Aunt Rose, I wanted you to meet my brother.”

Why did Hannah seem to emphasize the “my” part? I looked down at her, and she looked back at me with a glowing and innocent smile. Hannah was also wearing makeup and a dress, and I hadn’t noticed it before because I was caught up looking at Aunt Rose, but she had a bow in her hair and she looked quite stunning. I found myself staring at her longer than I intended.

“Ahem!” Madison suddenly spoke out the words, not even bothering to cover it with a cough.

At that point, I realized I’d been staring at Hannah for an uncomfortable amount of time. She had been staring back, her eyes bright and a smile on her face. For a moment, I actually thought she was going to kiss me. However, she immediately turned away. Rather than letting me go, she dragged me down to the loveseat, sitting snuggled right next to me. Madison starred at the pair of us, specifically eyeing Hannah’s boobs pressing against my arm with a rather dark expression.

The strange silent atmosphere this created thankfully only lasted a moment, as mom pushed the door open and walked in a second later. This caused Rose to stop focusing on us and stand up.

“Morgan…” Rather than elated, she seemed somewhat sad and cautious.

“Rose…” Mom gave Rose a soft and gentle smile.

“You… look good, Morgan. After Noah died you looked so… lost… I’m glad to see you look…” Rose stopped as if she couldn’t find the words anymore.

Mom gently lifted a hand and put it on Rose’s shoulder. “It’s good to see you.”

“I-I shouldn’t have taken off, I-“ Rose’s eyes grew misty.

Mom then gave Rose a hug. “It’s fine. I missed you too.”

The two older women hugged in the middle of the room, while us three children could only look at each other questioningly. It seemed like the last time mom and aunt talked were on bad terms. This wasn’t just some old friends meeting up. This seemed more like a reconciliation of a strained relationship. No wonder mom wanted to look her best.

“So-sorry… I promised myself I wouldn’t come here and dampen the mood.” Rose sniffed and wiped her tears away. “Since we’re here, let’s catch up.”

Mom waved her hand, sending one of the maids out and the two women took to the couch. It was at this time that mom saw Hannah clinging to me. When mom’s eyes caught Hannah’s, Hannah actually tightened her grip and tried to lean more into me, moving just short of snuggling her cheek on my shoulder. Rather than look jealous or upset, mom only  gave a smile. She probably felt relieved that I was getting along with Hannah too.

Although mom’s relationship with Hannah and Madison was strained, she really did love and worry about them. I had enjoyed enough pillow talk lying naked with mom that I knew quite a bit about her, not as a mother, but as a woman. She had a great many worries, worries that her daughters hated her, worries that I’d end up being scammed. I never had the heart to tell her about my night with Veris and her daughter. Mom would likely be furious, and she can be scary when she truly got angry. In some ways, I think mom believed she truly did have exclusive rights to my seed, and my cock, and my body.

The maid came out and she had a pitcher of iced tea and chocolate biscuits. Hannah, Madison, and I attacked the biscuits while mom and Rose caught up. Although the other two girls were young and only half paid attention to the talking adults, I kept an ear open on their conversation. There wasn’t really much to it. Rose talked about how she traveled the world and worked for a traveling company. It turned out she was a science reporter, and often reported on ecological findings. Of course, there was no shortage of women in STEM in this world. It was much rarer for any men to ever become scientists or mathematicians. Since they had no pressure to become smart, and had free entrance into Academy, few men found meaningful jobs. They ended up trading favors (ie. seed) for secretary positions to high powered CEOs and the like. Basically, the role was flipped from my old world, with men being offered positions for sex.

“So, yeah… this job has been good to me all these years, but I’m starting to think I ought to settle down.” Rose was laughing and scratching the back of her head, but mom grew tense at these words.

Madison was looking bored like she wanted to be somewhere else, while Hannah had a biscuit in each hand stuffing her mouth until she looked like a squirrel. It was only I who was paying attention to this exchange.

“Is… that to say you wish to get pregnant?” Mom drank from her cup to hide whatever expression she made, and leaving those words up for interpretation.

Rose didn’t meet mom in the eye as she spoke, but she kept her voice chipper. “An old lay like me? We both know men don’t go for women over twenty-five. That’s why they get free access to the university. Every year over 18 a woman’s chances of being impregnated by a man drop. Now that I’m thirty-seven, I have less than a 1% chance of getting into a sexual encounter. Even the government considers it a waste for men to use their seed on women my age. What was the slogan they told boys in school? If they’re over thirty, consider them dirty?”

“It’s not that bad!” Mom protested, although she had a complicated look on her face that seemed torn between wanting to comfort her friend and also chastise her.

Mom was likely thinking the same exact thing I was thinking. Rose didn’t come here just to reconcile with mom. She came to use mom as a contact to get to me. Just like my sisters would use me to find a man to impregnate them, Rose wanted to use her bond with mom to get mom to offer me. I wondered if mom was willing to do that. To me, I didn’t really mind that much. From what I heard, most men were even more irresponsible with where they stuck it, so impregnating a family friend isn’t so bad.

I still felt a little guilty over Veris and her daughter. I shouldn’t have given them my seed. However, I was too excited by the act of getting two women at once, something I had never had in my old life. In the end, it was the teenage me that won out. To this day, I still worried what they did with my seed. Did I have a baby now with one of them? Or more likely, was my sperm sold on the black market and now I have an illegitimate baby with some lesbian couple I’ll never meet. That’s when my mind clicked on a solution for the tenseness forming between Aunt Rose and Mom.

“Surely Aunt Rose has enough pull to get some from the government? And if they won’t support someone as prestigious as Aunt Rose, there is always the black market!” I declared.

Mom and Aunt Rose turned to me in surprise. Even Madison gave me a look, suddenly trying to remember the conversation that suddenly caused me to speak up so passionately. This was a world where men speaking up and talking was considered an abnormality. Even now, Aunt Rose was treating my seed like it was mom’s permission to grant. Until I turned 16, I didn’t have much choice, and after I turned 16, I was stuck under government mandates. Basically, my seed would never be my own unless I formed a harem of sixty to a hundred women and made them all love me and want to remain in my life.

“Clyburn, right?” Aunt Rose gave me a smile. “That’s a very good idea. You’re such a smart boy for your age!”

I hid my own frown with a drink myself. Most boys my age where homeschooled by their moms. Without rigorous testing, and with few expectations, it shouldn’t be surprising that most men were much stupider than women. For a science reporter, Aunt Rose was used to her words being something that would go over a man’s head. Perhaps her own struggles with finding semen weren’t so simple. Since she unconsciously seemed to look down on men. Naturally, an intelligent, forward, and blunt woman like Rose would put them off.

Mom was also looking at her with a frown, but it seemed to come from a place of not wanting her own lover to be talked down to. However, realizing she couldn’t speak up without hinting at our unhealthy relationship, she merely gave me an apologetic look. Rose’s comments weren’t said in malice. Quite the opposite, in fact, it felt like she was trying to butter me up. She must think one or two compliments were enough to get on a man’s good side. Either that, or she just didn’t think much of thirteen-year-olds. Either way, a part of me wanted to destroy her misconceptions.

“I never understood why they don’t just separate the seeds and engineer male babies.” I muttered, as if I was speaking to myself. “Since sperm carries the X and the Y gene, men are responsible for deciding a baby’s sex. It shouldn’t be difficult to isolate and separate the Y carrying sperm, and thus create male only sperm. Then it’s a simple matter of in vitro fertilization.”

I pulled out every science term I knew. Was it in vitro or in vivo, I always forgot which was which. My business was actually a biotech firm, so I had taken a biomedical terminology class in order to speak with rep doctors. Still, my biological knowledge didn’t go much past this. Still, it felt like I had dropped a bomb in the room. Mom was staring at me with her mouth open, and Rose had her eyes widened. Even Madison was staring at me like I just grew horns, although she also had an expression that said she really didn’t understand what I just said, and to hear it could just have easily been gobbledygook nonsense as something profound.

“A-are you interested in science?” Aunt Rose said wonderingly, her previous misconception clearly being disrupted.

I gave a little cough. “Ah… actually, I just read a lot of books from the library. In truth, I’m just repeating things I heard.”

My words were partially true. It really was just things I had heard from others. As to my deep understanding of it, I had none.

Rose gave a nod. “Still, I’m impressed. I’ve met a few boys your age in the past, they are… ahem… nevermind that. As to your question, you speak of things only talked about in science fiction. If we could just take an egg out of a woman and fertilize it, that’s pure fantasy.”

I cocked my head curiously as my mom shot Rose a look that quieted her down. I was genuinely interested to see how men acted in this society of women. Were they agitated? Defiant? However, as I remembered that video I had seen, I realized I was better off not knowing. As to her answer, I was almost certain that our world could do exactly that. However, in a world where semen was rare, it likely made it an expensive research material. It seemed odd to me that in a world full of women, it was reproductive research that was more inhibited. However, perhaps that is because this “curse” that inflicted the human race interfered with our capacity to research it. After all, to this day, no scientist could explain why our species didn’t breed equal men and women like most other mammals. When “magic” was a very real answer, and healing could be achieved with chants and potions, it was only natural that medical science lagged horribly.

“How about we get that cake?” Mom announced just as their conversation started to lag.

Hannah nodded excitedly, although she didn’t let go of my arm. As mom left the room, Madison shot Hannah a glare, but Hannah only held my arm tighter.

“You two… are close?” Rose asked with a smile, trying to fill the silence.

I could only shrug helplessly with a smile, while Hannah readjusted her grip. “It’s my birthday, I wish to hold brother. That is all.”

Did Hannah feel threatened by Aunt Rose? That was the only thing I could think about as Madison frowned at us while Rose gave an awkward smile.

“You’ll be turning fifteen then. You excited about starting Academy?” Rose tried once again tried to spark a conversation.

“I’d rather start next year…” Hannah responded, lowering her head. “Brother will be starting academy next year.”

“The boys and the girls won’t be together, Hannah.” Madison sniffed. “Brother will be too busy picking women to impregnate to concern himself with us.”

“Madison!” Aunt Rose gave Madison a shocked look while Hannah looked hurt.

“That’s…”

“It’s true…” Madison shrugged. “That’s how all boys are… you can just hope brother here will set you up with a man early and then we-“

“Madison, stop…” I spoke up this time, a little put off by her comments.

“Stop what?” Madison snapped. “Hannah needs to hear it. You’re not going to be there for her. The sooner she learns she can’t depend on you, the better!”

“You’re my sisters, you can always depend on me!” I declared. “We’re family!”

“You say that now because we’re the only women you know, but as soon as you go to Academy you’ll see all these pretty women and suddenly your sisters won’t matter anymore. That’s what all the other girls at school with brothers say. It’s just the truth!”

“I won’t do that!”

“Prove it!”

“Both of you, stop this!” The last voice came from mom, causing both of us to turn our heads.

It was at this moment I realized I had pulled away from Hannah and was now standing in the middle of the room. Both Madison and I were shouting at each other. Aunt Rose was flushed and looked at a loss of what to do. Meanwhile, mom was at the doorway holding a cake. It wasn’t one she made herself, but one she bought at a store.

“Prove it…” I muttered, breaking the silence, “Fine… you want proof?”

“Clyburn…” Mom said in a warning voice.

I turned to Aunt Rose, “I’ll do it…”

“Huh? What?” Aunt Rose looked around confused with a flustered look on her face, and even Hannah and Madison didn’t understand what I meant.

“You’re here for a reason, Aunt Rose. You didn’t stop by after all these years just to catch up with my mom. You want something.”

“What?” Aunt Rose protested, giving mom a look. “What? No, I’m not… I mean… I didn’t… this is just…”

“We’re not stupid.”

“Clyburn, stop!” Mom demanded angrily.

“You came here because you want to have a baby and I’m a fresh available source for semen.”

“Ah!” Hannah gave out a cry and covered her mouth, as if this was the first time she realized this to be true.

Madison remained there with her arms crossed, a frown creasing her pretty forehead.

“It’s no-not… I didn’t…” Aunt Rose, when confronted directly, was having trouble defending herself.

“There is no use denying it.” I continued forward.

“Clyburn, this is something we can discuss la-“ Mom started.

“So, if you want a baby, I’ll give you a baby. You can live here. I want to be in my child’s life and I want to help my family. I don’t care if you’re a half-sister to Mom or whatever, you’re family-“

“Clyburn, right now, this is a bad time, so-“ Mom cut in before Aunt Rose could respond.

“Why mom? Why does it matter? I’m going to have to make five women a month pregnant. That’s required of me even though I don’t want it! I hate this world that looks down on men. I want to be in my child’s lives! I want to know my baby’s mothers. Every one of them! I want to raise my babies. Why can’t we raise a baby in this mansion? She’s your sister, right?”

“Clyburn…”

“Give me a reason! Why can’t we raise a baby in this mansion?”

“Because we already will!” Mom’s voice cut into my tirade, causing me to look up questioningly at my tearful mother’s eyes for the first time to see the anxiety in them. “I’m pregnant, Clyburn. Your mother is pregnant!”

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You remove the door and enter in your mansion. Immediately, you use magic to search for all of your girls, only to find that not a single one of them is still wearing their necklace. Damn! Why would everyone suddenly turn on you! This makes no sense! Maybe a few girls would have listened to Megara’s bullshit, but everyone? How could the likes of Ariel be swayed by her words? There must be more to this.

As you walk down the hall, you see a flutter of hair. Immediately you teleport to the end of the hall and follow the person into the room. When you open the door, you realize that the person is Ariel, and her mother Aurora is also sitting down nearby. Ariel barely pays attention to you as she sits down across from her mother. They are both wearing nice expensive dresses you bought them, and they also seem to be having tea and cookies at the table.

“Wh-what are you two doing?” You demand.

Aurora raises an eyebrow. “Why, hero-san… we’re just having tea. I haven’t seen my daughter in so long, I thought it would be nice.”

“Would hero like to join us?” Ariel asks, smiling gently.

“No, I mean, Ariel wouldn’t welcome you back by drinking some tea and chatting. She’d welcome you back with a round in the red room. What the hell is going on?”

The two girls stare at you blankly until Ariel speaks. “What’s a red room?”

“Huh?” You frown as you stare at the innocent girl.

She has no collar on, but your magic does confirm her to be the one and only Ariel in existence. This isn’t some kind of weird joke by Cruella. This is genuinely your Ariel and your Aurora, casually drinking tea in their Sunday best. Normally, the scene could even be endearing, but after the threat you received, and the weird occurrences in town, you are starting to feel like you are in the twilight zone.

“Hero-san, are you doing okay?” Aurora gives a worried look. “The girls all said that you were a bit strained, perhaps you should rest for a bit…”

You shake your head. No! This is not you who’s being weird. It’s everyone else. You’re not crazy at all.

“I’m doing just fine. In fact, I could use some ***** right now. Huh? Why can’t I say *****?”

“Hero-san, when you look at me that way, you make me blush.” Aurora turns away shyly. “I might think you’re having indecent thoughts about me.”

“I am!” you growl. “I want to **** you in the ***** with my ****. Damn it, whose censoring the words!”

The two girls look at you in confusion while you grow even more annoyed. Therefore, you decide to just show them. Reaching out, you try to grab Ariel’s tits.

“Aiiiii!’ Ariel pulls back, turning and covering her breasts while giving you a terrified look. “P-p-p-pervert!”

“Haaaah?” You stare at Ariel who gives you such an adorably innocent and teary-eyed look your urge to push her down is even greater. “Ariel, you’re being adorable right now but I’m not in the mood. If you don’t get on your knees and suck my **** right now I’m going to punish you with a ****ing.

“Hero-san!” Aurora gives you an admonishing look.

“I-it’s okay…” Ariel slowly pulls her hands away from her breasts and speaks shyly. “If hero wants to touch them, but just one touch.”

You stare dead-eyed at Ariel’s chest as she pushes it out. Meanwhile, Aurora looks away, unwilling to even bare to look at the scene. You push you finger out and push the spongey flesh of her chest.

“Ahhhh!” Ariel immediately let’s out a sound before immediately covering herself again, “It’s too much! P-p-pervert!”

“…”

“Hero-san is truly a despicable man.” Aurora admonishes.

“You know we’ve ****ed before, right?” You curse.

“I-i-if you wish to touch my boob again, I’ll allow it, but only because it’s hero.” Ariel says, her face beat red with her cheeks pushed out adorably.

“What the hell is going on? It’s like I’ve fallen into a pg-rated webnovel.”

You’re not here for any of this cute pg bullshit. You’re here do girls and chew bubblegum, and you’re all out of bubblegum. That’s it, enough of this crap. You grab the belt of your pants and pull down, unleashing the monster. There is no way the world can hold back your desires. You’re just going to tear it all down-“

“What the ****!” You cry as you look down to the thing between you legs.

“Aiiii!”

“Pervert!”

Between your legs is just one giant blur. All you can see is blotchy pink colors. As to the think between your legs, it remains completely hidden. Even though this is so, the girls still shy away all the same as if they could see it in all its glory. They cover their eyes, although Ariel is clearly looking through a crack in her hands.

You grab your ****. Ahem…. You grab your ****. *****? Okay, you grab your thing… and then start advancing on the two women. Whatever is happening, you’re going to **** your way… eh… screw your way through it, blurry mess and all!

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“ker… eh?” You look around in confusion.

“What is it, hero?” Ariel asks as she passes you to get off the airship.

You shake your head. “Nothing, I was just feeling like I was discussing something with someone… and you girls were talking about strange things… wasn’t there a fire?”

The girls all look at you as if you’re being odd and it is Tiana who speaks. “We just landed commoner, do try to keep your head on straight.”

“…” You don’t know what to think, as everything seems… strange for a bit.

You use your magic, but find it isn’t able to detect any abnormalities. You could have sworn the mansion was on fire and you were talking to… someone? The girls don’t seem to remember any of this. Perhaps you have been too stressed. You really should have spent the last week resting instead of engaging in a nasty gangbang. You did have a gangbang, right? Somehow, you remember it, yet you don’t. Like, you know it happened, but you can’t seem to remember the details.

“Strange question…” You ask the girls once they are all off the airship. “We… all… had a lot of sex, right?”

“On the airship?” Tiana asks, “Oh, yeah, tons! Eh? Commoner, you don’t remember?”

“…”

“I think rookie might be a little worn out, maybe we should go on ahead, allow him to rest for a bit.”

The girls are all giving you worried looks, but when you give a nod and a forced smile, they smile back and head for the mansion. You head down the streets of Riun haphazardly, finally sitting down on a park bench. The city seems… weird… somehow. You’re not exactly sure how. You can’t put your finger on it, but something seems off with all the people. It’s like… none of this is real.

You glance over at a random villager. He suddenly starts moving, waving at you excitedly. Wait… starts moving? What was he doing a moment ago? You could have sworn he was standing perfectly still, not even breathing, and the second you looked at him, only then did he burst into motion.

“You, villager!” You call out.

“Oh, yes, my lord!” The man bows in a fluster.

“What’s your name? What do you do in town?”

“Eh?” The man gives you a look like you’re stupid. “Why are you asking me that? I’m just some random background character. I don’t even have a name or an occupation beyond villager. I’ll never be described again after this scene is over.”

“What?” You shake your head agitatedly. “What did you just say?”

“Eh? My lord, I said my name is Rolo, I’m the town butcher.”

“O-oh…” You’re getting weird looks from several people nearby so you lower your eyes, “Sorry, I thought I heard something else.”

“That’s fine, my lord. You are the protagonist after all, this story only exists to further your plot!”

You don’t look up and respond. Whether you heard what you just thought you heard, you don’t really know.

“What is going on, seriously?” You mutter.

“Reality… is becoming weaker.” A voice spoke up next to you, causing you to turn to look at a woman standing nearby.

She was wearing a cowboy hat, boots, and long coat. Out the back of her coat was a hole which had a large shaggy wolf tail shoved through. When she notices you staring, she gives you a wink.

“And what’s your name? Goofy?”

“Lillian. My name’s Lillian. You seen Kida around?” The woman asks without a pause.

“Kida? You point back. “She’s over there with my other girls in the mansion. What’s she to you?”

“I’m the guild master.” The girl shrugs. “Just passing through town, or should I be calling us a Kingdom now? That’d make you the King, right?”

“I’m not a King…” You sigh, leaning back and closing your eyes while still feeling a little lethargic. “Just a guy living in a mansion with a harem.”

“You know, that title would probably do better than ‘Power of Creation’ in selling books.”

“What?” You glance up to find the girl you had just been talking to mysteriously gone.

You cast a spell and… nothing. There was no one there, nor had they ever been someone there. You bug a few people nearby, and no one seems to have seen her.”

“Guild Master Lillian is back?” One person says, causing you to blink a few times.

It looks like Lillian is a real person, however, no one had seen her in years nor seen you talking to her just now. Just what the heck is going on? Was this some kind of after effect of your character creation / resurrection? Worst, are you starting to go crazy?

You shake off all of your doubts. Maybe you should just drown in pussy to ignore the oddities. You stand up and head back to the mansion. Maybe the girls would know what the hell is going on.

When you get to the front of the mansion, you try to open the door, only to find it locked. You try to magically unlock it, only to find it magically reinforced to prevent you from unlocking it. It is at this point you notice the note on the door. You pick it up and read.

Dear Lord and Master,

Due to various unsatisfied parties, your ladies have unanimously agreed to stop all recreational activities from here on. You shall receive no BJs, HJs, pussy, snogging, or ass until our demands are met. That’s right, your harem is now on strike. Please find a new place of residence until we draft a contract, and we will invite you to the negotiation table. Failure to submit to our demands during negotiation will extend the time you are denied sex. Violating our harem rights will result in swift punishment.

Sincerely,

The Harem Union

Harem Leader: Megara

You crumple the paper in your hand while shaking violently. “Megara….”

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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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Chapter 57

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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Yeah, it short scenes… but don’t worry… Chapter 7 is long assed H-scene.

 

 

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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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