The Power of Creation – Chapter 94

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“I mean, I don’t mind, but I never did ask, what is your particular power?”

“Upon holding the stone, the power I was bestowed with was the ability to actualize anything from my world.”

“An-anything?”

“Yes. This may not seem like much to you, but where this world has magic, my world developed technology.”

He waves his hand and a moment later a belt full of grenades appeared in his hand. “For example, each one of these can create an unbelievable explosion not unlike a fireball. Although I am not limited to weapons. I can make food, commodities, even buildings.”

“Isn’t that a cheat!” You respond flabbergasted. “That’s totally cheating!”

“You’re one to talk!” Grimhilde hits you on the back.

“Ah…” she successfully brings common sense back to your head. “Then, please proceed, but know that I will step in if things become dangerous.”

Florian bows one more time. “Thank you, hero of Riun!”

With that, Florian leaps up onto the stage as Meg picks her nails with a bored look on her face as if she doesn’t care about the fight at all. As they face off, you used a magic that allows you to assess their abilities in the form of stats, much like your own status menu.

“Ai, he’ll be wiped out in the moment.” You mutter quietly.

His status isn’t weak. They are about on the same level as Kida, which is still far beyond the realms of what is called human as far as you are concerned. He’ll probably be able to beat Kida too, presuming he can summon any modern technology. You donn’t know how much that ability cold overcompensated for status, but you imagine he’d probably be able to manage against someone like Snow White or Merida.

Yes, Merida. It surprised you too, but she isn’t a major countries top Wyvern Knight for nothing. She wasn’t fronting when she said she could take Snow White on. You aren’t sure who’d win in a fight. Well, you still aren’t confident Merida wouldn’t slip and pratfall given her top heavy body. Perhaps if she lost the boobs. You immediately dropped that particular train of thought that bordered on blasphemy.

Instead, you crank up Florian’s stats temporarily. For the duration of this fight, he had a 10X multiplier on all status. It’s up to him to do something with it. While you are at it, you crank up the defense stats on all your women. You include Nala and Pocahontas for the moment. You already see an easy method to add Pocahontas to your harem, but you’re not sure how someone as love obsessed as Nala would work. Simply tricking her into thinking you’re the childhood friend with a spell feels a little cruel.

Once all the girl’s have enough defense that bullets would bounce off them harmlessly, you relax and sit back to enjoy the fight. Huh? Where did Sebastian go?

“Ah… he sure is diligent.”

A spell shows that he returned back to the mansion. He dragged the maids back with him, and they were now cleaning the place of the dust and debris resulting from the exposion. Of course, you had made sure the mansion was explosion proof. It was the only building still standing on the very edge of the crater. Although, the be honest, had the explosion been a little bigger even if the mansion stood it would have toppled off the edge of a cliff. New measures would have to be taken.

Either way, Sebastion is preparing a clean place for you and the girls to return to once you’re done playing here. Ah, and he’s even preparing three extra bedrooms for three more women. He’s become quite diligent. You guess you shouldn’t disappoint him then.

At that moment, the hero from another world and the demon general Megara begin their first moves, clashing in battle.

 

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 93

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“W-wh-what just happened?” Florian’s voice breaks out as the dust started to clear.

“Hm?” Meg cocks her head to the side, “A survivor?”

“What happened?”

“Oh my god?”

“Ahhhh!”

Voices starts to break out everywhere, and when visibility returns, a large crowd of people was still there in front of the stage. In fact, if it isn’t for the missing buildings and crater, it looks like not a single living soul had been harmed. The other girls came out from the back stage exit, looking confused and wary from the sudden attack.

“N-no one was hurt?” This time Meg’s words came out annoyed.

Well, it is certainly close, but you basically created a spell along the lines of ‘Noone get hurt.’ When you thought of it, you thought with the intention of protecting your harem, but it seems the spell countered any damage that would have occurred to anyone as a result of Meg’s attack.

You let out a little annoyed sigh. “Not that I care all that much, but may I ask why you destroyed my city of Riun?”

“Oh ho, your city, is it?” Meg’s eyes narrow on you, having decided that the survival of the currently panicking crowds

“Yeah, well, I settled in here and was starting to come to like the place a little bit.” You respond nonchalantly, completely at ends with the wreckage all around you. “As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t want you trying to use them as collateral so let’s declutter things for a bit.’

You wave you hand, and a moment later, every villager in the town is gone except for the girls and the judges. The steadily increasing noise of the scared crowd is silenced in an instant.

Meg looks around with an amused look. “Interesting… so you’d protect these people, but you leave the women?”

As she says this, she gives a mocking look to the girls behind her. A few look ready to throw down, even after seeing Meg’s complete domination a moment ago.

“Well, if you bother my girls, it won’t be collateral you’ll find, only death.”

“Oooo, scary.” Meg wiggles her fingers out before rolling her head back and laughing.

“I-I still don’t understand.” A voice came from your right. “We’re all allies. We’ve fought together. Stood side-by-side, how could you betray us?”

Meg looks down on Florian without a single ounce of pity. “You foolish hero. To think this is the best another world can offer. It wasn’t even hard to infiltrate your little party. So trusting…”

“B-but we’re friends!”

“Friends? HAHAHAHAHAHahahaha… That’s just soooo cute.” Meg bends over in laughter. “You think any of us are with you because we are friends? Pocahontas follows you because she wants you to save the dark elves. They near extinction and she hopes someone from another world can bring them back. You’re not a friend. You’re a fragile branch she clings to in hope her whole species won’t fall into the abyss!”

“That is…” Florian turns his head away, unable to find an adequate response.

Pocahontas, on the other hand, stares down at her feet. Although her face doesn’t provide an easy read as to whether what Meg said was true or not, you suspect what she said is very close to the truth anyway.

“And Nala!”

“Eh? Me? Bu-but I follow the hero be-be-because I want to!”

“Hah, you follow Florian because you’re an obsessed freak.” She laughs, and then eyes Florian with a devious look. “Hey, Florian, do you know she touches herself every night while moaning your name?”

Nala lets out a shout. “Ah, Meg, don’t lie!”

“Lie? Whose the liar here?” Meg shouts back. “I’ve had to sleep in the bed next to you every night while you shlick shlick with any object you can find! You’re not as quiet as you think you are! Hey, Florian, she also likes to pinch her nipples when she climaxes and say things like ‘Oh, Florian, fill me with your big, fat cock!’”

“Stop it, Meg, Stop it!” Nala is completely red and crying, but keeps her head down rather than doing anything else to defend herself.

“Remember when we bought all those vegetables and we went through them way too fast? That’s because Nala likes to stick them in her pussy. She even puts one in her ass while she touches herself and thinks about you! The freakish girl even cleaned them after and tried to put them back with the rest. Pocahontas had to throw them out in secret!”

Pocahontas who was standing next to Nala patted her head softly. “Mm. Okay. I forgiven you.”

Nala’s face went from red to white and then she started balling even more, her feet losing strength as she collapses. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

In those few words, it looked like Nala had already been completely broken. Well, the vegetable thing was pretty unhygienic. You didn’t realize this quiet, gentle girl in love was actually such an over-the-top sex freak. However, she does give you some ideas on future treatment for Tiana.

“That’s enough…” Florian’s voice is quiet.

“Huh? What? Speak up hero? I’m just telling you about how you let down every girl near you. One of them just hopes for someone to save her and the other uses vegetables because you’re too dickless to just fuck her!”

“I said enough!” He shouted.

There is a tug on your arm and you turn to see that Grimhilde has joined you. She whispers in your ear.

“I recognize the girl. She’s a demon. No… more than that, she’s the demon general Megara. She works under my sister Maleficant, the queen of the demon country Mittsu. It’s a much larger country than my own. It seems my sisters really were plotting to make a war with the humans. If this event spread from here, a war between demons and humans is inevitable.”

“Hah… how troublesome.”

“Hero of Riun!” A voice broke you from your conversation.

“Huh?”

“Meg… I am sorry that I brought such a woman to your town. I brought devastation to these people. I suspect it was by your hand that we are alive right now.” Florian gave a bow formally enough that even you are a bit uncomfortable. “But I would like to make a selfish request. Please allow me to deal with this woman!”

So very troublesome…

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The Battle of the Sexes – Oneshot

This is now open to the public. It was an attempt at writing a longer, more ridiculous sex scene.

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It was a calm night. Outside, the only sounds that could be heard were the chirping of cicadas. It was peaceful, warm, and sleepy. There wasn’t a any evidence of movement in the vicinity. The woman took a deep breath as she turned away from the window, closing the blinds as she moved. She carefully removed her skirt, her suit, followed by her underwear and bra. She took a nearby fluffy towel and rubbed it across her skin, drying herself of the accumulated sweat and dirt of the day. Once hanging up the clothing, she turned to the extra-large futon and laid down, covering herself with a soft sheet made from bamboo fibers.

A form emerged from the darkness outside. It made no noise, and it would have taken someone of great skill to see them move as they danced across the shadows. They bounded from tree to tree, always sticking to the darkest corner. Even if a car, rare for this far out in the country, were to drive by, they would see nothing substantial. That form slid through an unlocked window in the adjoining room.

Even though the room was dark, the form moved as if it could see without reservation. The room was devoid of people, but it had quite a few scattered boxes. However, the form didn’t miss a single step and made it through the room without a peep. They carefully opened the sliding paper door, moving into the hallway.

He listened carefully, and seeing that the house was free of any would-be interrupters, he sneaked to the door that contained the woman. A single hand reached out to open the door, but it was clear that it wouldn’t budge. Had this woman locked the door to her own bedroom? Well, it wasn’t like that would stop him.

Even had the woman been awake and watching the door, she might not have noticed any tampering as he worked, but a moment later, the door clicked and slid open, the dark shadow glided into the room. Slowly, steadily, the form moved up to the foot up the bed. His teeth gleamed as a disgusting smile poured over his face.

“Well, it’s already too late for you.” His voice whispered as he reached down towards her form.

“As if!” The blanket on the bed rose and shot out at him.

The man cursed, pulling a blade and slashing the sheet in an instant. When his vision cleared, the woman was standing on her bed, her body set in a fighting stance. She was completely naked, but this kind of thing wasn’t enough to fluster the shadowed man. She was an absolute beauty with long black hair, dark brown eyes, and nearly flawless white skin. Her breasts were large, and sturdy tipped by perfectly dark nipples. Ignoring the sight of the arousing woman, he went to attack her, but a second later froze.

“No weaknesses!” He growled in disbelief.

“Ah ho… so you’re at least skilled enough to notice.”

Even naked on her bed, the girl’s defense was flawless. The man couldn’t see a means of striking her that would cause a substantial amount of damage to himself as well. He had never met a woman with such an overpowering aura before!

“Tsk…” he gave an annoyed sigh, sheathing the blade on his side, even though the girl didn’t relax a single bit.

“I wonder, who is it that hired you, assassin?”

“Ah, and here I thought you were a competent woman.” The man smirked. “But who said I was here to kill you?”

With those words, he ripped open the front of his pants. A massive erection sprung forth. It was easily 10 inches long with a decent girth. The girl looked down at his member with a raised eyebrow, unflustered by the sight of this monster.

“I see you’re a shameless man, but what is it you hope to accomplish by exposing yourself as such?”

“I’m merely showing you my particular weapon of choice. You see, I wasn’t hired to kill you, I was hired to rape you. My employer wants to see you broken and humiliated. A rich heiress and entrepreneur such as yourself? You’ve created a lot of enemies. There are many happy to pay to see your reduced to a quivering mass. It is my pleasure to carry it out.”

“I think I’ve come to understand, but you’ve already failed at the rape part.”

“True, but from the moment I have shown myself to you, I’ve noticed your heart rate increase by ten beats a minute. Your mouth is watering, your body is sweating, and by the smell, you have become quite moist. Your body clearly wants my dick.”

“And how do you plan on breaking the willing?” She inquired mischievously.

“I’m confident in my abilities.” The man responded simply. “Every woman has her limit before she’s reduced to a quivering mass of sex. I’ll simply make you reach yours.”

“Your challenge is tempting. I’ve accumulated a great deal of stress lately. I’ll use your body to relieve it!”

“Then, we shall begin!” he leaped on to the bed with those words, immediately grabbing the woman and pulling her to him.

Immediately, his hands attacked her chest, his face diving in. She had a disappointed look on her face.

“And here you had spoken so sweetly. I had genuinely gotten aroused by your words, yet you make the rookie mistake of attacking my breasts first. Do you know that most women feel little to no satisfaction from having their boobs played with? But just like a man to b-line for them. I will allow you to enjoy them, but it will only serve to bring you closer to your own climax more quickly.”

“Is that so… then if I do this…”

“Ahhhhh! Hah Hah Hah, That felt so good, what did you just do?”

His hands continued to work over her breasts as his gleamed darkly. “It is your mistake to disregard your breasts so offhandedly. I’ve studied the Nepalese two-handed breast’s points.”

“Breast points?”

“Yes! There are over 100 ways to stimulate a woman’s tits, and I have mastered every pressure point. So if I touch here.”

“Ahhhhh… it feels so good.”

“And then here!”

“Ahhhh… hah hah hah, don’t stop!”

“But your legs already look wobbly. If you fall to the ground I won’t be able to resist having my way with you. Please try to stay standing.”

“You think you’ve won? I-I was just caught off guard is all!”

“Did you know that women’s breasts are geared to feel sexual pleasure. The same dopamine that erupts in sexual orgasm encourages a woman to breastfeed her child. Naturally, she is geared to feel release when a baby sucks. Now when a man sucks…”

He accentuated his point by putting his lips around her nipples. His tongue flicked around, trigger 9 pressure points at once.

“Aaaaiiii! Aaaahhh… I’m going to cum. It’s going to come out if you keep doing that.”

Already?” He laughs as he spits out her nipple. “I haven’t even penetrated yet, and you’re already going to soak the bed? And you thought you could last the night? Where’s your iron will? You can barely stand!

“Don’t confuse my willingness to cum with my stamina!” She shoots back, her hand reaching out and grabbing his member.”

“I’m surprised you can even move given the pleasure I’m making you feel right now, but do not think my dick is so sensitive to… to… ah… what are you doing?”

“Ah ho… did you think you were the only one here with skills? I’ve trained my hands since a young age, working to give them a perfect touch control of any object within them. I’m not only a skilled artist and master masseuse, but I’ve perfect the perfect handjob.

“Ah, the way your fingers move, it is certainly an advanced skill!”

“But this foreplay is starting to bore me.” She sighs. “I’ve felt your cock, and you’ve played with my tits, but I want you inside me!”

“Do not be too eager!” He responds. “If you don’t properly set up your environment, you can never reach true nirvana! How about we take things to the next stage. I smell how excited your pussy has become, I’d like a taste.”

“Don’t talk about a girl’s naughty smells, it’s embarrassing.” she blushes. “But if it’s oral sex you crave, then I would like to deliver the same to you!”

“Sixty-nine, is it? Well, I’m proud of my skill, I don’t think you’ll be able to keep up.”

“Is that so?” she asks, while finally lying down with her legs spread. He gets on all fours over her, and his hand’s spread opens her snatch while his tongue dives in.

Meanwhile, she wraps a hand around his member and brings it to her lips. After a few moments of nothing but lewd sucking noises and moans, he raises his head to respond.

“It’s always the same, I’ve found. She want’s sixty-nine, but once I start to bring her to climax she can no longer focus on my dick. In the end, it just sits in her mouth while she moans like crazy!”

She pulled out his dick and breaths hard. “Well, don’t compare me with such weak women. I love the warm feeling of your dick around my lips!”

The pair attack each other’s sexual organisms as the smell of sex and the lewd, wet noises fill the air.

“Mm!” the woman’s eyes widen as her lips tighten on the thick member in her mouth.

“Did you like that? I’ve trained every muscle of my body, that includes my tongue. Many men cry while questioning the location of such female areas as the G spot and the clitoris, but I for one ask is that all you can find? The female pussy has nearly 300 unique areas that generate intense pleasure, and I will stimulate every one of them!”

“Ah! AH! AH! You’re making me go crazy!”

“Hahahaha! Do you see now? Do you see that you’ll succumb just like every girl?”

“It’s cumming out! I can’t stop! I’m cumming!”

“Yes! Release your juices. Cum! Cum! And keep Cumming until your nothing but a dirty whore! AH!”

Her unfocused eyes suddenly focus, and her tongue greedily darts around his cock while she uses both hands to stimulate his member aggressively. As she lets out moans, she starts to generate moans from him as well, flustering his grip on her vagina.

“Hah, Hah… did you think I was so simple as to be defeated with a mere tongue? I have tempered my own techniques. Let me satisfy your penis with my mouth and hands!”

“Argh! You Whore!”

“Whore, whore… you keep calling me a whore, but I am one to hold the opinion that whoring is the oldest profession. All people, man, and woman, are whores. The entire institution of marriage was merely an attempt at legalizing and legitimizing the act of whoring yourself. What is becoming a housewife if not selling your body so that a man will take care of you? Look at any profession! Scientists, Teachers, Athletes, Entertainers… are they not all just selling themselves. They may specialize in other fields, but at the end, aren’t they all just whores. And you sir, wrecker of women, in the end, don’t you just get paid to fuck women? We’re all whores!”

“Ah… you… I’m going to cum!”

“Yes! Cum, cum in my mouth. I want to taste the seed of this wrecker of women. I wonder if you taste more potent to go with your large ego!”

“Ah, ah, ah!”

Hot streaks shot out into her mouth as her fingers gently stroked his scrotum, encouraging every last drop.

“Mmm… it does taste good. But I’m sorry, it seems like you have lost already.”

“Lost?” The man lifts his leg off of straddling her head and turns towards her while laughing. “Lost? Did you think that was it?”

He turned around, and even as streaks of white stretched down to the bed sheets, his cock was still fully erect.

“What is this, still hard?”

“Do not confuse me with some middle-aged husband who hasn’t known a woman’s touch in years. I’m not the kind of man to be so easily done it. I’m what you call a multi-cummer!”

“Is that so?” She licked her lips slowly, “I’d be upset if you said anything else!”

“Still full of yourself, you’ve already wetted the sheets with your dirty lust, and you think you can still be in control of this situation?”

“Stick it in and find out.”

“Oh, I will, I’ve been looking forward to getting a feel for your pussy. I wonder how tight and wet it is!”

He lines his cock up directly with her wet pussy, positioning himself over her in preparation for delivering hard, thrusting piston movements.

“Ah, it’s so big!”

“Then, I’ll put it in.”

“Ahhh… it’s going in! Ah, it’s inside me! It’s filling me up!”

“Hah… you are tight.”

“That’s just because you’re so big!”

“Don’t be like that. I’ve had many women, so when I tell you it’s tight, accept it.”

“Mmm… but it’s not too big, so you can keep going.”

As he slides his dick into her, he puts a hand on each thigh to help spread her open and slide it in deep. Once he gets it all the way in. He starts thrusting into her by making hard piston thrusts.

“Ah, ah, ah! I love it. Fuck me!”

“Mm… you’re so wet, you must really love this dick inside you.”

“I do, it feels so good!”

“Haha, you’ll make me blush talking like that.”

“That’s rich, coming from a guy who breaks women.” She talks in between gasps as the sound of wet skin on skin fills the area.

“You know, I didn’t always do this for a living…”

She cocks her head to the side. “Porn star?”

“Well, I can’t say every man doesn’t dream of being a porn star at least once, but no. I used to be in the family business.”

“Family business, is that like the mafia or something?”

“Hmm… not at first. Do you know the difference between crime lords and businessmen.”

“Enlighten me, but while you’re doing it, go faster.”

“Hahaha, don’t mind if I do!” He grabs on to her hips and starts thrusting into her faster, the pat pat pat noise growing as each thrust causes her perfect tits to bounce. “The only difference between mobsters and businessmen are the businessmen are rich enough to cover up their crimes. We tried to compete with the corporates, and in the end, we couldn’t keep up.”

“That doesn’t explain how you ended up in the raping business.”

“No, it doesn’t.” He responded flatly before grabbing her under the legs and hiking her lower body up, allowing his piston movements to reach deeper and harder.

“Ai… if you keep going like this, I’ll cum!”

“That’s the idea. I was going to make you cum either way!”

“Hah, hah, even if you say that you should be experienced enough to know that every woman is different. ‘I can make any woman cum!’ is just wishful thinking, and men who happen to touch a woman exactly how she wants to be taken on the first run is the equivalent of being struck by lightning.”

“Your point?”

“Just that a man like you should listen when a woman tells you how to pleasure her. It’ll only work in your favor!”

“I’ll take that under consideration, but before you look down on me, take this.”

“Eh? Ah, ah, ah, ah! I-i-it’s vibrating?”

“I have many tricks up my sleeve, and they aren’t all related to my hands and tongue!”

“B-but it feels so incredible! Ho-how are you doing this? I’m going to cum. It’s driving me crazy!”

“Hah! I can control the blood flow to my penis. This technique cycles the blood through at a rhythmic rate, causing the impression of vibration! Try to last with a hard penis that is not only warm but stimulates just like your vibrator.”

“Ah, it’s incredible! I’m going to lose it!”

“Please do! The sooner you lose coherency, the quicker my job will be finished.”

“But… isn’t this a problem for you too?”

“Huh? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The guy turned his head away shyly, even as he continueed to plow into her with regularly loud, wet, piston thrusts.

“Circulating blood like that, it must make your penis even more sensitive to my stimulations.”

“I’m fine-“

“You are, as long as you cycle your blood in and out at the same rate as your thrusts!”

“!?”

“That’s right! I figured out your trick.” With that, his thrusts suddenly stop, he tries to pull his dick out, but it remains in.

“But if I were to disrupt your thrusting, then the cycling blood will end up causing you intense stimulation.”

“Ah… this bitch, I’m cumming!”

“Haha, I feel it, it’s entering in my womb, it’s so warm!”

“It seems like you’ve made me cum again, so I’ll merely enjoy it, but If you become pregnant from this, it will only add to your humiliation!”

“Geh… well, you have so much seed filling up my womb, I indeed might get pregnant, but there are morning-after pills, after all.”

“Shameless.”

“Always.”

The pair of them finished cumming in unison, another round of sex complete. After a few moments, their breathing returned to normal.

“Um… would you mind releasing my penis now. Your womb is already filled with my seed. How do you do that anyway.”

“Ah, sorry, you’re still hard. I was waiting for it to soften.”

“You wish! I’m hardly tapped out yet! Remember, you’ll be the one to give up first!”

The girl sighed as the man got off of her.

She wiped the sweat and sex from her body as she prepared herself for another round before speaking. “I’ve done kegel training. Holding your penis is a simple feat.”

“Mm… the perhaps your pussy is too dangerous. I’ll just have to break your ass in.”

He shoved her back down on the bed head first, and without even giving a chance he slid his dick into her ass.

“Ah, not that spot!”

“Yes, oh, it’s so warm and tight.”

“That’s so dirty.”

“Hmph, and do you think your pussy or mouth are that much cleaner? I’ll take any hole equally.”

“Ah, it hurts!”

“Well, you probably never had something this thick in your ass.”

“No, I haven’t. Ow, Ow…”

“If you feel like giving up now, I’ll understand, but don’t expect me to stop and give you a break.”

“If you think a little pain will break me, you are mistaken!”

“It would be less fun if you did break so easily. While my employers just wanted you to break, I must admit I never predicted it would be so fun! You have given me much pleasure tonight, you should consider it a compliment.”

“Don’t say that so casually as you violate my ass!”

“Haha, I mean it, if I had a heart, I could even fall in love with you.”

“Instead of making such cruel jests, perhaps you’d like to hear my theory.” She retorted.

He slapped her ass once and she gave a little cry. “I’m all ears.”

“You must have been hired by Mr. Drollex.”

His strokes slowed for a second but then he returned to thrusting into her ass with reckless abandon. She chuckled at his quick breach.

“What makes you say that.” His voice came out calmly.

“As you say, I’m a businesswoman, but unlike your family, I’ve always run my business honestly.”

“The only honest businesswoman, is it?”

“Mock me if you want, but I’ve run my business legitimately. Not that I haven’t had people offering profits at the expense of ethics. Drollex recently contacted me. I say contact, but it was closer to court. He wanted me to sleep with him, and I heard his pride when I turned him down. If any man wanted to humiliate me with sex, it’d be him!”

“So… let’s say that you are right and it is this so-called Drollex. What of it?”

“Well, first I’d destroy all the video evidence.” His thrust stopped for a moment.

“I’m sorry… I’m not-“

“Oh, don’t be coy with me. You set up cameras in my room before we started.”

There was a slap on her ass followed by a rich laugh as the man started thrusting into her again. “I like it, I like it! So, you even knew that much? Why would you let me violate you so if you knew I was recording it all?”

“I’m happy to answer you, but first, I’d like you to confirm what you plan to do with the video.”

“Release it! Of course. What’s the point of breaking you without evidence? Of course, my employer would like a full copy for his own personal use, but the best parts will be released for the world to see. You, covered in spooge and sex, your vagina spread and gaping, your eyes rolled up and delirious with pleasure. Try to continue to receive the respect of your peers after they’ve watched your ass violated on camera! It’ll be a controversy that’ll get you kicked out by your board.”

“Ah, well, then once you lose consciousness, I must make sure to destroy those tapes immediately.”

The man let out a roaring laugh while he continued to plow away, his balls slapping in her ass with each thrust. “You amuse me, lady. I usually don’t like to show all my cards, but you’ve been so much fun that I yearn to break you even faster!”

“Ah, what’s happening, no, it hurts! My ass is stretching. You’re going to rip it in two.”

“Ahahahahaha.” He spanked her ass as he thrust, his large member throbbed over and over again.

Each time his penis throbbed, it became larger than the last time. Within moments, his dick was about two inches longer and another inch thicker.

“Ah, it’s so big! It wasn’t this big before! What have you done!”

She struggled desperately but was trapped in his iron grip as he continued to violate her ass.

“I told you I could control the flow of blood to my penis, remember?”

“Ah, yes… ah, it hurts so much!” Tears ran down her face as she tried to maintain her mental capacity.

“Well, Of course, I can redirect the blood from other parts of my body to my penis, further swelling it past the normal capacity of a man.”

“That’s possible?”

“For someone like me, of course! I can increase my size several times!”

“It’s much hotter too!”

“Mm… fortunately, your asshole is so warm and inviting, otherwise, I might lose body heat fast. As is, I can break your ass ten times over!”

“Break me, break me, always talking about breaking me! You’re not the only one holding back!”

“Huh? What is that? What are you doing?”

“I learned special Peru meditation techniques. I can relax my sphincter abnormally well, allowing large objects to violate my ass all day. Keep trusting. You’ll only tire yourself out.”

“Tsk… If I knew you’d be this difficult…” He sighed pulling out and wiping his dick with a towel to clean it.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I’ll be on top this time.” The girl said, sitting the man down.

She spread her legs and mounted his cock, and immediately started to bounce up and down on top of it.  Each time she flopped down, her boobs flopped up and down with her, and gave quite the erotic sight. Having already cum many times, they were both drenching wet, their pubic hair covered in sex. The noises emanated from them as she rode his cock were extremely wet and lewd. As she bounced on his cock, she grabbed her chest and squeezed her own nipples, moaning pleasantly.

“As soon as I think you’re some kind of genius.” He shook his head, “You end up doing something to doom yourself.”

“Do you think so?”

“Ai… that position uses a lot of energy. You’ve put me in a state where I can lie down and relax, while you must move your entire body to receive proper penetration. Prior to this, you simply rested on all fours like a dog or lied on the bed. I was expending the most energy, but even then, I really only needed to move my hips. You must support your whole body. Furthermore, as a woman, your stamina can’t compare!”

“Don’t look down on women!” She shouted back, putting her hands on his chest, using the leverage to bounce on his balls even harder. “I have a theory regarding this also.”

“Haha, tell me!”

“When we talk of different sexes, what is the primary difference?”

“Of course, that would be these sexual organs.”

“Exactly!” She responded proudly. “Men had testes and a penis, women have ovaries and a vagina. Talk all you want about strength, size, shape, but that’s just the talk about hormones. Even breasts can be grown on a man if they were given the right hormones at the right time.”

“I’m following you so far.”

“Well, think of biology. Think about the development of our genitalia and their ultimate evolutionary progress. A pussy is designed to be ripped open and stretched. No matter how much blood courses through your dick, it never will meet the thickness of a baby. It can be pounded, it can be ripped, it can bleed regularly, yet it endures all of it.

“Meanwhile, a penis can’t take a single hit! If you had to ask which organ was superior, the one that can create life while surviving any amount of brutality, or the one that shrinks and hides in the slightest cold, which would you choose?”

“Haha, I suppose you are right. However, my penis has broken many vaginas, so this is a case where theory doesn’t fit practice.”

“We’ll see about that!”

“Wh-wh-what are you doing?”

“I’m increasing my pace, mm, I love the feel of your dick filling my pussy.”

“I too, enjoy the feeling, but you can’t expect to keep going, Ah… it’s so tight, I’m going to cum.”

“Ah, me too… Ah…”

The pair of them came in unison once again, sex splashing out between their legs which created lewd smells and noises that filled the room. Immediately after, the woman started to increase the pace once again.

“What are you doing?” He cried out. “You can’t maintain that pace forever! Have you given up?”

“Hardly,” She snorted in response. “Our talk of vaginas and penis reminded me of my greatest strength.”

“And what is that?”

“As a woman, I can orgasm almost indefinitely. Meanwhile, your sperm bank is already depleted. That last cum was insignificant compared to the first!”

“Harsh…but what does that have to do with this pace?”

“It’s rather simple. I lack the stamina, but each time you cum your balls can only handle so much. So, I’m banking everything on you giving out before me!”

“Oh ho, so you think that I’ll cum myself into a coma before you tire out physically?”

“Your balls are already sore. I can tell by the pained furrow in your brow. You’ve already cum several times. You may be a muti-cummer, but no man can cum indefinitely. As you put it, I just have to take you to your limit!”

“Hahaha, I like it, I like it! Let us fuck until the last one is standing!” He grabbed her thigh and immediately began to thrust up into her like a possessed madman.

“Oooh… shit… Ah… so good. You’re going to make me cum again!”

“Ah, keep receiving my seed!”

The sounds of balls slapping against wet skin resounded through the house for some time after that. The smell of sex grew to the point where even someone passing by might turn their head and sniff in wonder. Moans and squeals of ecstasy emerged at regular intervals. However, this pace was one that couldn’t be maintained forever. No matter how good it was, some things had to come to an end.

The next morning a pair of eyes opened. As soon as their consciousness returned, their eyes snapped to the locations the cameras had been set up. Unfortunately, they had already been taken.

They let out a sad sigh. “Ah… I lost.”

 

Tales of an Enchantress – Chapter 12

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The next few days continued to roll by without much else changing. The hunter’s path had now become just plain forest, and we continued to angle east towards the supposed direction of this monster colony. According to Dirk, we’d be reaching the border to the demon country by the end of the day. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t legal to cross the border.

That was one more reason that I wanted to do this mission outside of the Adventurer’s Guild. The guild held a ‘don’t speak, don’t tell’ attitude when it came to these kinds of things. Adventurers aren’t supposed to cross country borders, but it’s an unspoken assumption that it happens from time to time.

After the night Dirk took me by the campfire, he’d grown more brazen for the next couple of days. While I didn’t encourage him in the slightest, it was quickly growing to the point where he was grabbing me and feeling me up all the time. It wasn’t nearly to the extent of the times I had been with Ricardo and Denova whom I had used my abilities on, but it was problematic enough that even the other two guys were getting annoyed.

In the past, I might have asked Min to set him in his place, but I swore to myself I wouldn’t depend on Min anymore. That meant I simply tolerated the glances and inappropriate touching. Every night, he’d throw me on the hard ground. Quiet thrusts and grunts the first night had turned into full-on doggy after a few more nights, his balls slapping against my ass as he held a grip full of my hair. It was noisy enough that there wasn’t a chance Min wasn’t aware of what was going on.

The next morning after that, Tark had grabbed Dirk and the three adventurers went off a ways to have a discussion. There was some serious talk going on, but it appeared like Giff had cast a spell because I couldn’t hear any of it. Eventually, Dirk lowered his head while Tark said something with anger casted on his face. It was actually Giff who seemed like the one who brokering a peace between them. That next night, Dirk didn’t touch me at all.

Even after becoming Dirk’s sex toy, I was starting to trust the three men. Dirk’s behavior was at least tolerable. Meanwhile, the other men treated me with a certain level of distance. At the very least, I didn’t think they would cut my neck while I slept, so I went to the tent to rest early rather than continuing the double watch. In the morning, Min was angry that I didn’t wake him up, but we were fine so there was no reason to regret that decision.

“We can trust them now,” I explained.

“No, could betray.”

I had let out a sigh. “Look, I know you might be a little jealous, but there is no way Dirk is going to hurt me.”

Min’s eyes flashed at the word jealous, but then his eyes widened. “Is that why? Nevermind. Just… be careful.”

I put my hands on Min’s shoulders carefully while he continued to look up at me. “Look, Min… I’ll handle it. If something happens, I’ll fix it. You can depend on me!”

Min’s expression turned oddly dark at those words. “You… dependable…”

Given my tendency to sleep around, perhaps I’m not exactly dependable, but it hurt to hear Min disagree so blatantly. I tried to give him a reassuring smile.

“It’s okay, Min. I’m stronger than I look. I can handle it!”

I’ll become someone that doesn’t need to depend on Min. I swear it. However, Min’s appearance only seemed to become more bitter. His fist was tight enough that his fingers were white. Am… am I really so unreliable?

“Fine, Vessë.” Min responded tightly.

He turned and walked away. I had to fight the urge to reach out and grab him. In the end, I needed to give Min up. In the past, I depended upon my seduction, even if it was used passively, to continue to string Min along. I couldn’t do that anymore. If I wanted to grow as a person, I could no longer used him. Of course, it wasn’t lost on me that Min’s reliable nature still fueled out relationship with these escorts.

“We leave… tonight.”

Min only spoke those words to me a few hours later after the midday. We didn’t make a meal for lunch, instead depending on some dried bread and jerky. The men seemed to be picking up the pace near the border. Perhaps they feared that there were guard patrols. However, this far into the forest, where even the hunter’s trail had long disappeared, was highly unlikely to have any other human beings.

I nodded in response to Min’s words. “Tonight then?”

“Mm…”

Min… I just need to depend on you a little while longer. We would abandon the men tonight and cross into the demon country. Then a few more days hard travel and we can find the succubus and incubus colony. I’d learn the secret to classing up, and when Min and I returned to town, I would leave in the night to find my own way. I’m sorry, Min.

However, those were thoughts for the future. For the upcoming night, it’d be easiest to slip the men by using my rock a bye skill.  While still requiring the use of my body, it was one of the few skills that didn’t involve any extreme manipulation. When Dirk’s turn came up, I’d leap into his pants and knock him out. With all three men asleep, we could easily give them the slip.

“We’re near the border…” Tark spoke shortly after holding up his hand. “I’ll scout ahead just in case.”

“Need me?” Min asked cautiously.

Tark held up his hand, “No, not this time. Everyone just stay here. I should be right back shortly.”

Tark dashed off into the thicket without another word. Dirk only chuckled and gave the pair of us a smile while Giff ignored us. Min gave me a look, but it I found it hard to meet his eyes for a significant length of time. Instead, I watched the forest diligently for Tark’s return.

He returned surprisingly fast and gave a laugh. “Everything’s good!”

The two other men let out sighs as if they were holding back tension. Was crossing the border really something so taxing? I finally worked up the courage to give Min a questioning look, but he only responded with a shrug.

The pair of us continued to follow the three men as they made their way forward. We crossed a particularly thick barrier of foliage and came out into a surprisingly flat clearing. My eyes were focused on Dirk’s back so I had already taken a dozen steps into the clearing when I finally noticed that we weren’t alone in the clearing.

Standing in the middle was a large carriage, horses, and large grouping of people. The people took many shapes and forms. Some of them were wearing particularly ratty clothing. They all seemed to have tails and various shapes for ears denoting the presence of demons and demi-humans. There were others wearing armor. For a second I feared they were border patrol, but their dress was hardly uniform enough. Instead, they looked more like another group of adventurer’s on guard duty.

“What’s this.” Min asked as the pair of steps slowed a good twenty paces from the wagon.

Tark turned back and rose an eyebrow. “What, this? Ah, this is just a normal routine. We’re typically charged with transport. We pick up shipments from border of the demon country and deliver it into the human country. It’s a rather lucrative business just to work as a simple transporter of goods don’t you think?”

Although he was smiling, something seemed a bit off about what he was saying. My eyes scanned around the cart, and there was nothing there that looked to be goods for transport. Rather, there was something there as goods, but the implications were unsettling.

“You deal… in…” my voice drifted off, but Min picked it up.

“Slaves,” she responded simply.

“Human Traffickers,” I muttered in disbelief.

Dirk let out a laugh. “Well, when you say it that way it sounds bad… but none of these girls here are human, are they? Not that we’re that particular…”

I finally met the eyes of the people I had been avoiding. It was about five women, the ones wearing the shotty clothing, whom were all sitting in the carriage. They were chained up and they wore collars around their necks. It wasn’t much different than the collar that had been around Jenai and Min’s neck for so long.

“Who are these two?” The man who looked to be in charge asked, giving the pair of us a dark look.

“Ah, a gift? I hope your master graciously accepts. She’s beautiful, yes? Only a first class, but has a beauty to rival any third classer. Easy to control. “Tark spoke jovial and then gave Dirk a wry look. “And I’m told she’s good with her hands.”

“What?” for a moment, the words coming out of his mouth sounded strange and confusing.

“Vessë, run!”

Min pulled his sword just as a noise occurred behind us. He jumped into a dive, keeping someone from attacking him. They had some kind of belt in their hands and had made a lunge for his neck. My eyes widened as the realization started to sink in. This time my brain was working at full tilt. I wasn’t frightened anymore.

“Jena-“

A body slammed from behind me as well. Before I could even react, I felt a click as something tightened around my throat. A moment later, hot breath spilled out across my cheek, smelling like sour milk.

“Don’t use any skills or resist, love, the consequences are dire.” A voice whispered into my ear.

I ignored the voice. “Jenai- aaah!”

A soon as tried to summon Jenai, a sharp pain exploded from every point in my body. My body felt like it was floating for a second, and when I recovered I was being dragged towards the wagon. I tried to resist, but each time a tingling sensation shot through my body and the part in question went numb. It was as if my very body wasn’t paying attention to my commands.

When I was finally tossed to the ground, the three adventurer’s I had just started to trust were arguing with the man who seemed to be the leader. However, my thoughts were still on escape. My last chance was to depend on Min again. It pained me to think of it that way, but Min might very well be my only hope at salvation.

“Min!” I let out a cry as I tried to stand back up.

A foot stomped down on my leg and I collapsed back into a kneeling position, but I still could look around now. The sound of someone being shoved down next to me caused the blood to drain from my face. Min was forced onto his knees just like me. He was also in a collar. The major difference is that his face looked like it had taken a beating. He wore a swollen eye, a bleeding lip, and a gash on his cheek. It was at that point that the words of the conversation in front of me finally caught my ear.

“-calling that a gift. Two of our men our dead now because of this elf. One beauty hardly accounts for the loss, even if he’d make a good warrior in the pits.”

“Doesn’t that speak more to the incompetence of your guards?” Tark responds, receiving a dark look from a few of the men, one even going so far as to draw his sword.

“Watch it, Tark.” The man stated, scratching his neck before shaking his head with a sigh.” Well, either way, since this was a gift, I suppose I shouldn’t be too angry. I’ll call it even after taking the elf’s head. Next time don’t try to give us any surprise presents.”

Head? Elf’s head. The men spoke so casually about such things that the thoughts didn’t really crash home, but the elf in question was undoubtedly Min. A moment later, the leading man pulled out a sword from the saddle of a nearby horse and began to approach the pair of us. His eyes were fixed on Min, who glared back at him through puffy eyes defiantly.

“No!” I shouted, trying to move forward. “No! Not Min.”

“Shut the woman up!” The man barked.

Pain erupted throughout my body once again. Like when I had tried to summon Jenai, it seemed to explode everywhere at once. It felt a bit like getting electrocuted, but it had a gnawing bite that seemed to tear at the insides.

Two men had their grips on Min, pulling his head forward. The final man raised his sword. His expression wasn’t gleeful or sadistic. In fact, it was completely relaxed. In many ways, this was far more terrifying. To this man, murder wasn’t something to excite or enjoy. It simply was a means to an end.

“S-sh-she’s a man!” I screamed with all the force, getting the words out even as my mouth cramped.

I lunged forward, my body having very little control with everybody part numb. The man holding up the sword’s eyes widened in surprise as I flopped over to Min, throwing my arms around him. I didn’t look back at the person who had been restraining me, but my unexpected movements had seemed to catch him off guard too. A second later, I did the same thing I had done a week early.

Using the last bit of strength I had, I ripped open Min’s shirt before collapsing. Although not large, her wrapped chest clearly showed feminity that couldn’t be denied. I collapsed to the ground as Min looked at me silently. The expression on her face looked surprised, but it quickly grew cloudy too. Again I had ripped away Min’s masculinity. For as much as Min wanted to be seen as a man, I threw out his pride and revealed the girl underneath.

“Wh-what is this?” those were the words of Tark. “He was a she all this time? How ridiculous.”

The pain continued to rotate through my body. I tried to reach up to Min to grab her, but I couldn’t. I had ripped off Min’s closed, bared her as an elf woman in front of a group of slave traders. It was done in a panic, but I had may have just condemned her to a fate potentially worse than death. I had promised to pay her back, and in the end my mistakes would destroy her.

The slavemaster with a sword in hand, Min bare with her modest chest exposed, and me convulsing on the ground. That was the scene I left as unconsciousness took me.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 92

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It is Nala that is announced next. She sings some kind of love song. Hero blushes. She blushes. You’re not amused.

Nala: You: 3/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 5/10 Audience: 5/10

Next is Kida, who appears to have some kind of strong man act. She lifts several weights of increasing sizes. It’s actually somewhat impressive, but the last weight is making the stage sound a little…

CRACK

The impromptu stage can’t take the weight, and Kida falls to her knees, barely managing to keep the weights from landing on her head. With a massive thump, Kida’s head hits the stage and there is a loud bang. When the dust clears, Kida is knocked out cold, her ass is in the air, her thong armor giving the crowd an eyeful. Women cover up the eyes of their boyfriends, but even their disapproval can’t stop the roaring cheers of a crowd getting an eyeful of camel toe.

Kida: You: 1/10 Florian: 8/10 Sebastian: 2/10 Audience: 9/10

“Is she going to be alright?” Florian asks worriedly.

“Probably fine. You didn’t give her a ten?”

“Ah, well… there is children present, right?”

Florian looks genuinely guilty he didn’t give her a ten.

Belle comes up next and pulls out a bunch of hula hoops and started hula hooping. You didn’t realize she is so good at using her hips. You’ll need to take that under advisement for the future.

Belle: You: 7/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 4/10 Audience: 7/10

Cinderella comes up next. She sits down in the middle of the stage. Everyone is briefly confused. A moment later, she lifts a foot, and then puts it behind her head. Then she lifts another, and puts both behind her head. Suddenly, she flips, her body moving in angles that should be completely impossible. Did her head just turn 360 degrees! Cinderella, have some restraint in front of the crowds!

“She… um… sure is flexible.” Florian smiles wryly as Cinderella continues to bend into increasingly more exotic shapes.

Just like you built her…

Cinderella: You: 8/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 6/10 Audience: 8/10

“Come! I will take down any man!” Snow White walks on stage and pulls a sword. “Come at me, you dogs! Try your luck and get cut to pieces by my sword!”

“Is-is this some kind of play?” Florian asks.

“No… I think she just wants to fight something.” You shrug. “Hey, Jasmine, want to fix your score? Fight her!”

“Eh?” Jasmine walks out from the back stage. “F-fight her?”

“Mm… it’ll be fine.”

“Um… I think…” Florian tries to intervene and stop the show down.

“Let the fight begin!” You interrupt him as the crowd murmurs in confusion.

“You dare mock me!” Snow White growls, “Don’t think I shall hold back because it’s a little girl. I will destroy her-“

While Jasmine is shaking and Snow White is strutting, you wave your hand. Snow White stops immediately. It’s so abrupt that everyone looks on with confusion. Her eyes shoot to you and then back to Jasmine before she audibly gulps.

“W-which is… to say, I… am too proud to possible… gain satisfaction, from fighting a little girl. So… I refuse… to fight.”

As she says this, her voice seems strained. Her position looks awkward, her legs pressed tightly together as her body trembles.

“Huh?” Jasmine looks on in confusion at Snow White’s state.

Snow White is starting to sweat, and she takes baby steps back as if she’s planning on fleeing the stage. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, since no one is brave enough to fight me, I’ll be going…”

“Jasmine, attack her now!”

“B-but…”

“It’ll be fine.”

“Don’t little girl!” Snow White’s voice suddenly takes on a pleading tone. “That is, to say, yo-you can’t possibly defeat-“

“Okay, here I come!” Jasmine trusts you fully and races up to Snow White.

Snow White doesn’t move her sword, her hand gripping tightly on it like she can barely move. She looks on in horror as a small fist flies towards her stomach. It hits right there. Although it isn’t hard, the added pressure is too much.

“No! It’s coming out!” Snow White wails.

A moment later Snow White’s face goes yellow. However, that isn’t the only thing.

“Eh?” Jasmine looks on in confusion. “Snow White’s pants are getting wet! Is Snow White peeing herself?”

“Ah!” Snow White screams, her pants now completely soggy. “Damn you, warrior, I’ll get my revenge. Humiliating me like this!”

Snow White runs from the stage followed by the laughter of everyone in Riun.

“She probably shouldn’t have gotten into a fight if she had to pee so bad.” Florian responds wryly.

That’s right, Florian, interpret things at my own convenience… I mean, your own.

There is a great deal of clapping, and the audience seemed to take it as some kind of comedy routine.

“She really sold it, I thought she actually pee’d herself on stage. I thought goblins were scary but it turns out they can have fun!” Someone in the crowd is saying.

Well, it’s only advantageous if they don’t remain frightened of goblins.

Snow White: You: 6/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 2/10 Audience: 8/10

You also increased your score for Jasmine to an 8.

“Finally! The best girl here, my Tiana, woooah!” Sebastian got up and clapped as soon as Tiana got on stage.

Wow, father is a little biased here, it seems.

“Pass.” You say.

“Eh? What, but I didn’t even say anything yet!” Tiana declares.

“What does it matter? It’ll be garbage anyway.” You respond.

“Hah… you commoner… this… on stage, in front of everyone.”

“Ah, isn’t that a little mean? I mean she-“ the white knight Florian tries to defend her.

“I don’t know what you mean by saying I’m mean. All I see is some trash on stage. Hey maids, isn’t it your job to sweep up? I see a piece of crap on my stage! Get rid of it!”

There is a mumbling across the crowds as people start giving you dirty looks.

“My lord, if I may suggest. Perhaps it would be wise if you should tone down the foreplay with my daughter while we are in public.”

“F-f-foreplay?” the words are heard by everyone in the crowd.

As eyes snap back to the girl herself, rather than in tears, her face is flushed and she is breathing hard. “Hah, hah… shit… just shit… I’m just trash… like a noble… hah… call me more names, commoner. I’ll be your toilet!”

The maids run up and grab her, dragging her off stage as she twitches and squirms. Awkward silence follows.

Tiana: You: -1/10 Florian: 20/10 Sebastian: 10/10 Audience: 1/10

“Hey, you can’t give 20 points!” You complain.

“Any way you look at it, your treatment is too mean!” Florian shouts back.

“And now, our last contestant. Her name is Meg!” Daisy interrupts your argument.

“Hey everyone!” A girl runs out in her kimono dress with two hands raised in victory, “I’m Meg, the cutest girl alive!

Already, her bubbly personality causes people to start cheering for her. She immediately poses on the stage, showing a shamelessness only Ariel could match.

“For my Talent, it’s a very special one, but I’m going to need the audience’s help! Okay?”

“Woooooh!” The crowd cheers.

She turns to the judges and gives us a wink, but at that moment you start getting a sinking feeling.

“I just want…” She smiles as cutely as possible. “You all to die for me…”

“Huh?”

She raises her hand and slams it down. The world suddenly explodes as a massive force of energy seems to erupt everywhere at once. The shockwave carries a massive fire that erupts miles in every direction. When the dust finally settles, an untouched stage sits in the middle of a massive crater, and as to every building in Riun, there is none left standing.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 91

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“Being the best requires talent!” Minnie declares.

“So, for round 1, each girl must display her talent for the judges! They will be rated by 1-10, but the audience too is a judge! You get ten points too for the loudest cheer! The most points wins the round!” Daisy shouts.

“So… g-give it up!” Sylvia yells, “For Ariel!”

Ariel comes out onto the stage. “I’m Ariel, and this is my talent!”

Everyone watches carefully as she pulls out a bag that appears to be full of something. She reaches in and then pulls out a small item. Everyone strains their eyes to see that it is a small white ball. Without another word, she puts the ball in her mouth. She reaches in and pulls out another ball, and then puts it in her mouth. The crowd is silent, most people confused by what they are watching, but one after another, she slides ball after ball in her mouth.

“Wow, her mouth can take a lot of balls!” Someone shouts.

This starts people shouting and cheering her on. “One more ball, one more ball!”

Soon, her cheeks are puffed out like a chipmunk, which looks pretty cute. You lose track of how many balls she fit, but shockingly, she turns the bag upside down to show that it is now completely empty, and slides the last ball into place. There is a wave of shouting and clapping. She then opens the bag, and like a flood a stream of pingpong balls burst out of her mouth.

She wipes her face and smiles. “And now, I will take these pingpong balls and shoot them into this cup. Except, I won’t use my mouth!”

“That’s enough! Clap for Ariel!” You immediately stand and start clapping.

“What, Where’s she going to shoot the ping-“ Florian starts to ask.

“Give it up for Ariel!” the four Baka maids rush out and grab Ariel before she can lift her dress and begin to drag her off stage.

“Eh? I’m not done yet?”

“Ariel did great everyone, clap!” You encourage them.

A handful clap with you, a few are still confused, and one or two were even demanding the pingpong trick be finished while wearing perverted eyes.

Ariel: You: 3/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 6/10 Audience: 5/10

“Seriously? You gave her a ten?”

“Ah…” Florian shrugged, “She tried her hardest?”

“Next up! Mulan!”

Mulan moves up into the center of the stage. She opens her mouth and a moment later flames burst from it. The crowd oohs and aws as she shoots the flame over the crowds. The clapping gets to her as she creates bigger and more dangerous flames. Then she accidentally ignites half the crowd on fire. You wave your hand under the table and put out the fire before most of the people even realized it. The clapping for her is pretty excited, but a few people are touching their singed eyebrows with wry looks.

Mulan: You: 6/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 7/10 Audience: 7/10

Aurora comes out next, and her talent ends up being a harp. You don’t even know she could play an instrument! However, it looks like she is quite adept, even with her baby bump keeping her from pressing herself close to the harp, her hands glided over it and create some rather beautiful music.

Aurora: You: 8/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 9/10 Audience: 5/10

The crowd here is a bit uncultured for harp music. You guess it’s a little too noble for them. Sebastian says it was rather fine music truly befitting the talents of a Queen. He seems to be impressed by the more noble talents. On that note, even a demon lord seems too cultured as Grimhilde recites some kind of sonnet and ends up getting boo’ed off stage. Well, you liked it.

Grimhilde: You: 8/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 8/10 Audience: 2/10

Pocahontas went next. She pulls out a bow and arrows and quite accurately lands the arrows on a target even while blindfolded. This audience seems to be more geared towards sex and violence, and for them the arrow shooting is a lot more exciting than the harps and sonnets. Meanwhile, you and Sebastian are less impressed. You don’t really see yourself as having a nobles sensibilities, but shooting arrows just isn’t exciting to you anymore. You could do this trick blindfolded while balls deep in a girl and one hand tied behind your back.

“Good job, Pocahontas!” Minnie declares.

“Mm…” is her only response before she head back off stage.

Pocahontas: You: 5/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 6/10 Audience: 9/10

“Florian… are you really going to give every girl a 10?” You ask wryly.

“They’re just all so wonderful. I couldn’t possibly choose!”

“Typical indecisive harem protagonist.” You mutter under your breath, so he can’t hear.

Merida comes out next. She actually has acquired two batons and starts doing baton twirling. It is pretty cute, but Mulan wants revenge from early, and seems to cause the batons to burst fire from each side. Most everyone thought this was part of the act as Merida became flustered and desperately flinging the flaming batons around. The result was still an enjoyable spectacle. You, of course, make sure to put the flames out before things get dangerous.

Merida: You: 8/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 7/10 Audience: 10/10

Elena came out and did some slight of hand. She is so earnest and smiles so brightly when she gets an applause that you fight the urge to storm the stage and take her right there. Elena’s time is coming tonight, you decide.

Elena: You: 10/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 4/10 Audience: 8/10

Jasmine comes out and sets up a pole in the middle of the stage.

“Rejected!” You declare.

“B-b-but! I’m the entire reason we even started this!” Jasmine genuinely starts crying on the stage.

As a young girl, her crying immediately touches the hearts of all the crowds, who suddenly started clapping to cheer her up. You give a sigh, stand up, and get on stage, going to one knee next to her. You pat her on the head while wiping the tears away.

“It’s okay, you can always make it up in the next round. I promise I won’t leave you behind Jasmine.”

Jasmine’s tears stop and she looks at you with bright eyes.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” That was the crowd.

You went rigid as you stood up, handing Jasmine to Elena and walking back to the judge’s seat. Florian is looking at you with a smile.

‘What now?”

“So, Riun’s hero is a good guy after all.” He says with a chuckle.

Ahhh… this is going to be a long day.

Jasmine: You: 5/10 Florian: 10/10 Sebastian: 2/10 Audience: 10/10

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 90

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After you finish giving Grimhilde a dose of her particular drug, you mosey on over to the table where the hero has a haggard look from filling out paperwork for three different girls. Kida is now taking down information about the women.

“Already, let’s do this in order. First, you, the one with the short hair!”

“Ahh! You see… me… my name is Nala. I’m Florian’s childhood friend.”

“What? He was summoned here six months ago. How does that work?” You couldn’t help but interject.

“Ah, well, actually, Nala had lived on Earth as a child. That’s, uh, the name of my world. Then she had been brought over here. I would never have believed when I got summoned to another world I’d encounter my very important friend.” As the hero speaks, Nala blushes and twists her feet.

“Pass…” You mutter.

“Huh?” Hero asks.

“Nothing, anyway, who’s the rest of your party?”

“I met Pocahontas here two months ago. She needs some help with her tribe. She promised to follow me until we can help them. Sorry if I don’t get more specific, it’s sort of a discrete problem. I don’t even know the details yet.”

“Hey, Pocahontas,” you hold out your hand and Pocahontas looks at it like it’s a strange entity.

“Nn…” she merely responds and gives you a nod.

“Ah, and this girl here is…”

“My name is Meg!” the girl herself gives a toothy grin and immediately poses with V signs over her eyes. “I’m the cutest girl in the woooorlld! So, remember judges, Vote for Meg!”

She immediately switches to another pose with her arm in the air. Sebastion only rolls his eyes at it while Kida tilts her head in confusion.

“On that note, would the hero from another world like to be a judge?” you ask, ignoring the attention seeker.

‘Eh?” Kida nearly tears a hole in the parchment she’s writing on.

“Kida wants to be a participant but then we’d be short one judge, but with you here it solves everything!”

“Ah, sorry, but n-“He suddenly looks at three women all staring at him feverishly. “Ah, I guess… it’d be okay, then.”

The three girls relax, finally entering the last bit of information to sign up. Sebastion, you, and Florian would make up the judges. Kida kisses you on the cheek before turning around and practically skipping off to the area behind the stage. You vaguely wonder if she’ll be alright once she realizes she’ll be on stage. The rest of the girls make their ways to the back area too in order to get ready. Florian is giving you tight-lipped smile.

“What, what is it?” You ask.

“You sure are popular, aren’t you?” he responds.

“Huh? Why do you say that?”

“Ah, well, you have a beauty calling you my love. You have an amazon goddess kissing you on the cheek… I just thought…”

“What about you?”

“EH, me?”

“Three beautiful girls. One of them is even a childhood friend… you bastard.”

“Ah, well, they’re just friends. My quest is something I need to do alone. I am a hero. I can’t be dragged down by worldly relationships. I have to be the hero this world needs!”

“Really, must be tough…” you answer nonchalantly.

“Yes, but it was why I was sent here. It may break their hearts, but I must be a mountain.”

“So, I guess you wouldn’t mind if I took them, right?”

“Huh?”

“Shh! No time, the pageant is starting!”

“And now! Starting the first annual Waifu competition of Riun! We’re your hosts, Minnie!”

“Daisy!”

“Sy-sylvia!”

“And Dinah!”

The four girls in maid outfits pose as there is a wave of shouting. Of course, they were reading lines written by Sebastian, who would provide them punishment if they make a single mistake.

“Identical!”

“And Maids!” Another guy shouts.

“Didn’t those girls cut my purse a few weeks back?”

“Naw, they have different hair color.”

“Oh, right, completely different, those girls weren’t this cute.”

Daisy’s smile is faltering as it looks for a second like she might leap off the stage and pummel whoever is shouting, but a second later she recovers her smile after one look at Sebastian.

“Harem Harem! Waifu. GET!” The girls recover by performing another pose while saying something completely nonsensical, but it works as the crowd breaks into cheering once again.

And the curtain rises. Round 1 begins.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 89

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“Did you hear?” The words enter your ears as your watch your harem relish in public adoration. “They say the hero’s party is coming to this event and some of the girls are going to enter!”

“Ah, well, I wouldn’t call them my party, but what you heard is true enough.” You laugh.

“What?”

“Huh?”

“You-you’re the one who helped Kida fight off the goblins, right? No. I mean, while you’re certainly Riun’s hero, I was talking about the hero from another world. He’s over there.”

“What!” At first you think he is just being obtuse, but then you notice a boy walking through the crowd.

He is some sixteen-year-old with a pretty face that shouldn’t be on a boy at all. He is surrounded by three incredibly hot babes. If you saw girls as hot as them in the city before they would have already been snatched up into your harem.

One of the girls is an elf, except she has dark brown skin and jet-black hair. She is a so-called dark elf! Unlike the danty Tiana, she is stacked with boobs the size of Ariels and a round caboose. There is a very cute tomboy with short hair and a small little chest standing next to her with an arm wrapped around the guys. The third girl is a fiery redhead with extremely exotic hair. She was short, with a small body wrapped in a kimono, and had an Asian appearing face with the double-lidded eyes. She looks exotic compared to the traditional western-like faces of this part of the world.

“What the heck is going on with that?” You ask.

Several of the girls move around you after you catch eyes on the so-called hero and his so-called party.

“I forget some of the things my love doesn’t know.” Grimhilde speaks up.

“Well, what don’t I know?” You demand.

Grimhilde smiles gently, “I didn’t know it myself for certain until a few minutes ago, but it turns out more than one hero was summoned to this world.”

“What? Does that old King need more punishment!” You demand, rolling up your sleeves.

“Not at all, hero,” Aurora tries to soothe you. “Word doesn’t always travel fast between the countries and it is easy to keep secrets. We’re a border country, so we’re most likely to go to war if the demon countries attack. However, it turns out another greedy country also summoned a hero in secret a half year ago. My former husband had investigated and ruled it a rumor. Perhaps he summoned you because he found out about this hero and feared our country would lose power in the next war.”

Grimhilde nods. “I had heard this rumor of a hero summoned from another world as well. When you attacked my palace, I had mistaken you for him. He’d been gathering resources for several months. That’s why my father was guarding the throne and I was hiding. I never would have thought another hero was suddenly summoned and infiltrated my castle that same week!”

“D-does that mean he has a special power like mine?” You ask cautiously.

“He was given a power…” Grimhilde responds carefully, “But I don’t know what power it is. I can’t imagine it is on the same level as yours, my love.”

“Hello!” the boy finally reaches your table, giving all the girls a charming smile that makes you a little angry even though it is done so innocently. “I’ve heard about some kind of popularity competition. My friends here said they’d like to join. Something about winning an all-expense-paid date with the one you love? Although I don’t know who’d they want to go with…”

He seems genuinely honest about that statement, even as all three girls glare competitively at each other while shooting him various blushing looks.

“Actual-“ You go to put and end to this.

“Of course,” Kida cuts you off before you could speak while shooting you a look. “We’d be happy to enter these three beautiful women. And of course, that’s the award. An all-expense paid date with the man you want anywhere in the world! All expenses paid by Riun’s hero and benefactor.”

The three girl’s eyes brighten at that while Kida shoots you a pleading look, and you can’t help but sigh. You suppose in the incredibly unlikely event that someone from your harem loses to one of these girls, you could send them off somewhere.

“Oh, hello!” The boy holds a hand out to you suddenly, bringing you from your introspection. “You must be this town’s hero then? My name is Florian. I was summoned here from another world as a hero, but it’s way cooler to become a hero through your own accomplishments! What did you do to become this town’s hero?”

His bright-eyed honesty makes you want to kick him out of the city instantly, but you swallow your pride for the moment. One of his girls might be worth keeping, after all.

“I fought off a goblin attack on the city.”

His eyes seem slightly disappointed. “Ah, just goblins? Yeah… I fought goblins once under the First Knight’s care. I mean, it was just a small group in a cave, but they seemed pretty weak. They were half starved and the First Knight killed the first 5 for me, but the goblin I killed went down real easy. Ah, no, I mean, that’s awesome! Good for you! I’ve been here six months and all I’ve done is train. I’m going to attack and defeat the demonlord eventually, just as soon as they start showing hostility! That’s actually why I’m here, surveying to see if they are doing anything suspicious.”

You’re caught between wanting to palm your face and slap his face, but instead you nod to Grimhilde. “You know, she’s a demon, right?”

“Ah, a girl this beautiful is a demon?” He says in surprise, giving her a bow.” I’m sorry! The demon lord must be oppressing for you. I will one day free your country, I promise!”

She offers a hand and he kisses it while she gives you a wicked smile. “I’ll admit, the title of the demon lord is oppressive. That’s why I left my country to stay with my love for a while… to get a break.”

“To have to abandon your country…” Florian conveniently takes what he wants from what she says, “Ah, wait, love! With the town hero? Does that mean… you two… a-a-are… married?”

“What? No! We’re not married.” You shake your head, “We’re not in that kind of relationship.”

“Ah, well… boyfriend?”

“I wouldn’t say that. What would you call us, my love? Bunk buddies? Let’s just say he’s available?” She shoots the girls behind Florian a look, but they are all focused on Florian.

You glower as Florian nods excitedly. “Ah, well, that’s good, that’s good.”

“Shouldn’t you be helping your party sign up?” You respond sharply.

“Ah! That’s right!” He walks back to the girls which are all now shooting him jealous looks for abandoning them and falling under Grimhilde’s allure.

The tomboy pinches his arm and he shoots her a confused look even while shooting Grimhilde another disarming smile. You turn to Grimhilde with narrowed eyes.

Grimhilde walks up to you and chuckles. “Don’t look at me like that. He’s not my type. Would you rather I say ‘I’m your Cumdumpster Queen!’ in front of his girls? I’m assuming you’re aiming for one or more of them, yes? You probably want to wait to introduce them to all your lovers until after you’ve wrapped them around your finger. Don’t be jealous, you know you have a certain something I can’t say no to.”

“Yeah, but if you weren’t a cum addict, you’d be gone so quick.” You respond bitterly and Grimhilde gives you a sharp look before sighing and shaking her head. .

“Do you think any of the other girls are around you because they have to be? You didn’t give them any addictions.”

“True…but-”

Grimhilde interrupts you, “Then I’ll say it clearly so that there is no misunderstandings between us. If all I wanted was your cum, you’ve already dumped enough on and in me that I could have saved it up and had a lifetime supply. I could have stocked it and left. However, I didn’t. Even Snow White, if she truly wanted to, would have ran away. We’re all here because you give us the things we want. I may seem like a simple cum-guzzling bitch, but I had many needs too, and you’ve met every need. You make me… feel complete. I love you. You will forever be… my love.”

She turns and starts walking away. Suddenly her body goes rigid as you reach out and grab her tail, stopping her from making a cool exit.

“Ah, don’t grab there!” Grimhilde goes white.

You rub her tail in your hand, and as you pull back on it as she makes whining noises before moving back to you. Before she can ask why you grabbed her, you wrap her in your arms.

“But… you can’t, the hero’s party will see.”

You wave your hand, “What are you talking about, I can hide our actions behind illusion magic with ease. No one will notice anything.”

You pull her face to yours and play with her tail while you thoroughly kiss her until she’s gasping for breath.

“Hah, hah… my love, thank you for giving me some extra attention.” She smiles before turning as if to leave at this point.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” You ask pulling out your dick. “I said, no one can see us.”

“Ah.”

“Drink up.”

Grimhilde drops to her knees as she looks up at you one last time and wraps her hands around your hardening member. “Thank you, my love! Itadakimasu!”

Who the hell taught her that line?

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 88

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“Welcome to Riun’s first official Waifu competition!”

There are shouts and cheering all around you as you shake your head in disbelief. “How did it come to this after all that?”

Kida laughs, patting you on the back. “Well, after the city was nearly obliterated by Goblins, the locals need to lose some stress, so making it a celebration serves as that too. Just think of it as showcasing your harem to your future kingdom!”

“Kingdom? You still on about that?”

“Of course, I think a Kingdom under Rookie would truly be a great country.”

“On that, point, I thought you’d be up there with the other girls. Don’t you want to win a date with me?”

“Hah, right, I’m part of… your harem.” Kida is exploding in a blush, clearly flustered. “Even though we haven’t even… although I woke up last night just as the tentacles were leaving covered in… right… it was my fault for sleeping. That is to say, I have a responsibility to keep the event organized! You and Sebastian are two judges, I’ll have to be the third, so I can’t…”

Kida puts on a slightly disappointed look, although she likely is also afraid of standing up in public. She thinks nothing of walking around in bikini armor, two massive watermelons covered by a tiny string showing 90% of all there is to see, but crowds embarrass her.

Kida guides you to a long table that seems to be your future judge table next to a massive stage. You didn’t use magic to create the stage, so it’s remarkable that someone put it up just like that in the middle of the commons area. This is a spot in the middle of Riun which is surrounded by various food carts. You took the harem here shopping in what felt like a lifetime ago, although your harem was still in the single digits at the time. How quickly things changed.

The crowds of people are being controlled, and it looks like Kida is using the available guild members to maintain order and more importantly keep anyone from touching the harem members. The girls are up front waving and cheering to crowds of men, and it looks like they all have become celebrities overnight. You don’t even know when these guys had seen your harem in which to form fan clubs, but fan clubs formed quite aggressively.

“Mulan!” One group is shouting. “Flat chests are life!”

Mulan seems flustered at the shouting crowds, not quite sure how to take it.

“What are you saying?” Someone from a nearby group shouts back. “You need them massive like Merida!”

“Flat Chests! Mulan!”

“Big Tits! Merida!”

Merida is scratching her cheek not quite sure what to say, but smelling competition, Mulan is already trying to rile up her fans to shout down the other fans, determined to win the battle, any battle. She is giving Merida fiery looks like she is ready for to fight.

“Mulan is greatest!” Mulan shouts.

“Whoooo! Flat Chest!”

She immediately juts out her chest and shoves herself against Merida.

“Ahhh! Mulan!” Merida cries out as Mulan pushes against her like she wants to push her big tits down.

However, the display only shows how ill-equipped Mulan truly is, her small child-like body and nonexistent rack is completely overwhelmed by Merida. As she tries to shove them away, they fall back down, completely knocking Mulan to the ground. Both sides explode in cheers at the sight of Mulan being faceplanted by two massive atom bombs.

She jumps back to her feet, even angrier now, trying to slam herself into Merida with a vengeance.

“Stop… Mulan… they’re sensitive… if you keep doing that…” Merida cries out, but a second later it’s too late.

A nipple slips free and a moment later a streak of white liquid shoots Mulan right in the face. She immediately falls over again covered in milky white stuff. The cheering suddenly takes a moment of shocked silence as Merida covers herself and blushes in horror.

“Ooh… I told you Mulan. They’re only so big because I’m pregnant. It’s not my fault!”

“Pre-pregnant.” the word seems to spread throughout the crowd like a ripple.

Suddenly, numerous Merida supporters shake their head and leave. Others run up into the group. Within moments the entire crowd rearranges itself. Once they finally finish moving, the silence is broken by a shout.

“Pregnant women for the win!”

“Yeah! Merida, Give us your sweet milk!”

“I want to suck on that mommy’s teet!”

Mulan is on the ground covered in sticky white stuff which seems to double the size of her crowd in moments. However, when the flatter chested Elena walks by, some people started calling out her name instead. Soon, Mulan is distracted shoving her chest against Elena’s to the delight of the flat chested crowds.

“Eh? Mulan! What are you doing? Th-th-their touching!” The former boy is quite distraught over a Mulan pressing her chest against Elena’s, and her flustered and confused state only further eggs on the crowd.

Meanwhile, a new group formed a distance away and started shouting. “Big breasted Ariel is the best!”

“Big Non-pregnant Breasts wooh! I don’t even care if they’re natural!”

“Have I just been replaced?” Merida looks out at the shifting crowd with teary eyes.

“No, no… you’re just more of a niche flavor now.” Aurora chuckles, waving to all the boys while stroking her pregnant stomach before grabbing Merida and posing.

“Two Pregnant girls! Oh, I want to lick their stomachs!”

“Queen! Wh-what are you doing?” Merida asks flustered.

“Of course, driving up the crowds? You think it’s the judges that decide who wins? No, it’s the crowds! The most popular girl always wins. I plan to win my first date with hero-san.”

“Eh? Popularity?” Merida gets flustered as she sees all the other girls appealing to their groups, gaining a larger fan following.

“Ah! I must get popular!” Merida pumps her arm in determination.

She immediately tries to smash her melons together to show cleavage. Again, she causes the milk to erupt, this time shooting white streams out into the crowd. There is a giant roar of fans as she turns around in embarrassment. The nearby adventurers are only just able to keep the crowd in control as the milk junkies go nuts.

“Should we tell her if you cater to the niche you’ll end up losing the casual audience?” Grimhilde asks as she makes several poses with her tail out to a screaming group of demonphiles.

“What are you talking about?” Aurora laughs gently. “I already said, I want to win.”

Their eyes flash with the spirit of competition as this day turns out to be a day that makes history.

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Tales of an Enchantress – Chapter 11

 

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The next morning, I threw myself at Min. He tried to object, but I sidelined all objections by spreading my legs and grabbing at his cock. Eventually, he agreed to mutual masturbation. That is, basically what I did with Dirk the previous night, but Min always made sure I finished as he did. He also faced me, our legs wrapped around each other, and as he came, gobs of seed shot onto the surface of my pussy. Although it was a magical illusion, the sight was erotic enough that I also came. I pulled Min’s head to mine and gave him a rough kiss before pulling away.

Afterwards, things started to feel awkward. Min didn’t seem to act any different. He merely packed up and continued about his day as normal. The problem was with me, but I didn’t seem to be able to put my finger on what was causing it. I reflected everything we had done in the last week. Min had remained steadfast and sturdy, yet I kept feeling like I was walking on eggshells every time I spoke to him.

“Trail, leaning east now…” Min stated after we had started moving once again, breaking my thoughts.

“Is that good?”

“Mm.” Min’s face was otherwise expressionless, and so I didn’t push it.

As it were, we ended up traveling along in silence as we tugged our horses up the hunter’s trail. The three men weren’t avid talkers either, so once we were finished packing and started moving, they didn’t contribute to any meaningful conversation. This gave me a lot of time to think. Unfortunately, even while I wanted to ignore the thoughts floating in my mind, I couldn’t.

I struggled to get a feel for what was on Min’s mind these last couple of days. Between the proximity to his family, traveling in this group, and my own sexual proclivity, I just wished I had a better idea as to what Min was thinking. He had always been quiet and closed off, so why had it only been bothering me recently?

I thought about my own actions the last couple of days. This isn’t the first time I had acted like I had this morning. In the past, whenever my relationship with a guy got rocky, I would throw myself at him as if I believed pushing him into sexual contact verified our relationship. Even now, a part of me thought that since Min and I had sexual relations this morning, that our relationship was fine. This growing uneasiness that had started shortly after we fled the last village was perhaps why I’d been so sexually aggressive lately. I felt like as long as the sexual relationship was strong, my partner wouldn’t leave me. Whenever I started thinking this way, the relationship always self-destructed shortly after.

That thought immediately gave me pause. Was that the direction my relationship with Min was heading? Were we going to self-destruct? When had things between Min and I become so weird? I used to just see him as a friend I had sex with. However, over the last few months, I’d started to accept him as something more. This caused me to be overwhelmed with my own insecurities, something that the seductress class did nothing to help.

Yet, I was breaking down in tears, seducing him at night, and I even asked him to remarry me yesterday! I’ve been doing everything possible to cling to him. I’d been making the same mistakes I made in the past. Things were just so much easier when it was simple sex. I never doubted myself when I was gangbanging bandits or fondling kings. Maybe that’s why I gave Dirk a handjob last night. Warmth for sex, it’s a simple interaction. Even if the outcome was less than satisfactory, it was a relationship I understood. I didn’t understand Min. The stakes were high. Min was the first person I met in this world, and he had carried me along to that point. However, what have I done for Min?

He said I saved his life, but as a second-class with the power to fight third-classers, I knew that wasn’t true. He could have escaped that goblin cave with ease. His slavery was also something he could have avoided. No, when I found him, he was there for a reason. He was there to die. He told me something to that effect once. So, at best, my presence prevented him from killing himself.

And now? Wasn’t I just becoming a burden? I got him into trouble one event after another. I’ve allowed him to remain by my side and enjoyed his company. But in the end, I just used him. Part of it was because I needed him to survive. I was in a strange world and so I clung to him for my own sanity. Part of it was quite literal, I used his body. I wanted warmth and a hard penis. Anyone could have filled that role, but it was easier just to use Min.

The pain in my chest reached its crescendo. My behavior the last few days, Min’s behavior the last few days. The reason was that we have reached a point in our relationship. It was a point I’d been avoiding. The point where I had to acknowledge the truth. I ran away from it, just like I run away from everything. I was afraid. Afraid of losing Min. Afraid of being alone.  However, I had to accept the truth.

I don’t love Min.

My feet stopped suddenly when the thought finally formed into words in my mind. It felt like my heart was being stabbed, but as soon as my mind put the words together I knew it was true. As much as Min meant to me, I never saw him as something more. I never saw him as a wife or a lover. I saw him as a friend. I guilted myself into thinking the pair of us needed each other, and then I started to open my heart up to him.

“A pack of wolves crossed this path last night.” Tark’s voice was so sudden that I nearly jumped.

We had been walking on the path for the last few hours and it was becoming less of a defined path and more of a suggestion on the direction to head. At some point, he had kneeled down by the side of the road and was looking at something on the ground I couldn’t recognize. Min and the three adventurers had turned to me when I jumped, but I merely shook my head. Min ‘s head cocked to the side in a questioning look, but I shook my head again to him while failing to meet his eyes.

“Is that something to be concerned about?” I asked to shake away my dark thoughts.

“Animals attract monsters,” Dirk explained, offering me a private smile despite his performance the previous night, only serving to further rile my conflicted emotions. “Wolves crossing a hunting trail may suggest they are in turn being hunted themselves. Could be trouble.”

I nodded without responding. This was just one more event that reminded me of how odd this world was. Wolves could traditionally be called hunters in my world, but in this world, they could be considered prey when compared to monsters. In fact, it’s a bit of a wonder to me that given the existence of monsters, animals thrived in nature at all.

“We’ll proceed a little slower.” Tark finally stood up and patted off his knees.

“Scout, ahead?” Min asked cautiously.

“It’s about lunch.” Tark shrugged and then glanced at me. “I caught a rabbit earlier, how about you skin and cook it while we scout ahead, just in case.”

“Ah, I can’t cook. Or skin…” I responded while holding my hand to my chest.

‘What?” Giff growled turning his eyes to Min. “Your woman can’t even cook?”

Given the thoughts I had just been fighting with, the comment dug deep. That’s right. Min cooked all the meals. He sewed the clothing. He set the campfire. He stayed up on watch. He did everything… and I… I couldn’t even acknowledge him as a man. I was just someone who used him. That was the source of my growing discomfort. The reality I couldn’t even admit to myself until now.

“I’m sorry…” I responded, feeling even more like crap. “But Min can…”

“Actually, I need the elf. Good eyes, am I right?” Tark stated.

“Mm…” Min nodded.

“Giff, I’ll need some of your tricks… come with us. Dirk,” Tark gave me a look and then sighed. “Cook the rabbit, eh?”

“You call magic that can defy the gods tricks…” Giff muttered as the three of them moved off.

Before I could even react, the three of them had moved off into a thicket and I was left alone with Dirk.

“I suppose you can’t start a fire either?” Dirk asked, and when I shook my head he gave a chuckle. “Well, with a girl as pretty as you, I suppose you can get away with making the guys do a lot of things.”

My mood hit an even lower rung. Fighting against my souring mood, I tied up the horses and sat down on a nearby log while Dirk got the fire started. I had been in this world for six months, and yet the only skills I had involved lying to people and having sex. I knew nothing of how to survive. And now that I could admit to myself that Min was a convenience… just how useless I was came striking home.

By the time the fire was started, I was seriously close to crying. What had I been doing in this world? I wanted to call myself an adventurer. I wanted to call myself a hero. The guild was right. I can’t even skin an animal for food. I listened to Dirk work in silence. Occasionally, he’d look up at me while giving a smile, as if to remind me that I’d fondled his dick the night before, but I wasn’t in the mood to return the flirtatious looks. At the moment, I was going through my own crisis.

Afterwards. That was the only thing I could come up with. Afterwards. After I reached the colony and got my class up, I’d start doing the things I needed to do. I’d learn skills that were actually important. I wouldn’t depend on Min anymore… and… and… I’d let him know the truth. I didn’t deserve Min. He needed to find someone better than me.

A crack of the branch was the only warning I got when a cloaked form emerged onto the trail with a sword gripped tightly in his gloved hand.

“Shit!” It was the shout from Dirk that caused me to register the noise and finally look up.

The sword swooped down and Dirk did a jump to the side, losing the roasting bunny into the fire as he rolled out of the way. The sword went wide, gashing across his back but missing a fatal blow. With that, two other figures stepped out into the clearing. I’d like to say I reacted smoothly, but the sight only caused me to scream as I struggled to my feet, only for one foot to catch on a branch and send me flying back over the trunk and landing on my ass.

My screams seemed to be more attractive than Dirk, as three heads swiveled to look at me. I could finally see into the hood of the cloak, although the face I saw didn’t differ that much from the other two uncloaked forms. Each one held the face of a skeleton, dirty yet undoubtedly devoid of any skin.

I immediately started backing up as the three forms started taking steps towards me. I scuttled back several feet until my head slammed into the trunk of a tree behind me. Use Celestial Whip? What was that? Summon Jenai? The thought didn’t even occur to me. I had seen many monsters in this world, most having some humanoid form, but these skeletons caught me completely off guard, especially appearing so blatantly during the day.

My hand dug into the snow and I felt a hard stone. I immediately lifted and threw it. The lead skeleton didn’t even flinch. The stone struck him on the side of the head and bounced away, barely leaving a scratch.  The three continued to move forward until the hooded skeleton was right in front of me, it’s chattering teeth and oddly glowing orbs where the eye should be sat only a few feet from my face. It started to lift its sword.

If I release pheromones, I might-

Even before that thought could be finished, there was a roar and the skeleton on the right collapsed into pieces. A moment later the one on the left’s skull erupted. This time I could see that it was Dirk. He only used his hands, although there were metal gauntlets that covered them in sharp metal. The robbed skeleton seemed a little faster than the other two. He spun around and raised his sword, but before he could do anything, Dirk grabbed his head, one hand on each temple.

The position was too close for the skeleton to swing his sword, but before he could come up with an alternative plan, Dirk flexed his body, his skin turning red from the top of his head all the way to his arms as blood rushed to his skin. The skeleton’s head exploded, two fists coming together and crushing the skull from the outside. It seemed like all power had left the skeleton, but as if to make sure, he pulled one hand out and grabbed the spine, lifting the skeleton like a doll and tossing it with some force as it shattered against a nearby tree.

He looked over at me, breathing hard while the redness on his face only now started to fade. This must have been what he meant when he called himself a berserker. At the moment, his body certainly exuded strength. The shock of being nearly killed got to me, and before I could help myself, I threw my arms around Dirk, tears running down my face.

Nearly being killed by the skeleton might not have been enough to cause me to bawl normally, but it was added on top of the stress of my own mind. I was useless. That was the truth of it. My own fears were confirmed right as I started to realize it.

“Ah, miss… be careful, my back…”

There were heavy steps coming from a nearby thicket and the pair of us spun in preparation. It ended up being Min, Tark, and Giff immerging from the trail, looking around with concern. At the time, I still had tears in my eyes, and my arms were wrapped around Dirk’s side. Tark raised an eyebrow and gave a look while Giff only twisted a smile and muttered to himself while watching Min from the side. To his disappointment, Min’s face didn’t give away any distress. I pulled my hands away from Dirk’s body, although I tried to make it look natural.

“Skeletons attacked.” Dirk nodded to the three piles of bones. “Caught us off guard.”

“I bet…” Tark responded dryly.

Dirk took a step forward and then winced. “Ah, well, he got me bad with that sword. You have anything for that Giff?”

“Don’t look at me,” Giff snorted and rolled his eyes to me. “Doesn’t she have white magic?”

Dirk’s eyes brightened. “That’s right! You can heal us, can’t you?”

“Ah… yes, of course.” I gave an optimistic smile.

That’s how I ended up with the man while Min prepared something else to eat. The other two men were sitting around the fireplace. Giff was using a mortar and pestle to make bonemeal from the corpses while Tark was looking at the rotted equipment to see if anything was worth keeping. Fortunately, they had caught another animal while scouting so we wouldn’t go hungry.

“So, why do I have to take off my shirt? You can’t just chant a spell and heal me?”

“No, sorry. My spell requires a more hands-on touch. You’ll feel a warm, wet feeling, I’m just applying the herb.” I made up some excuse.

“If all she can do is apply herbs, we could have just done that ourselves.” Giff growled to himself.

“Hey, now. She actually did a good job distracting the skeletons. I might have died if she wasn’t here.” Dirk defended.

“And it was Min that was able to see that snake you nearly stepped on while we were scouting.” Tark added.

Giff shrugged. “Alright… whatever. Won’t matter anyway.”

“Giff…”

“Yeah, I got it.” Giff doubled his efforts on making bonemeal while ignoring the rest of us.

While using Dirk’s muscular body as a shield, I carefully licked the long gash on his back, sealing it with my cat’s meow. Now that the stress of the moment was gone, I realize could have thought of ten ways to bring down the skeletons earlier. I didn’t think I’d be so prone to freezing up like that. In the end, the only skill I even considered was the one I had sworn to myself I’d stop using. Despite all my best efforts, I still thought to use my body before anything else. I thought to seduce and manipulate, rather than actually stand up and support myself.

I wiped his back with a towel to clean off my saliva. “All done.”

“What, really so quick?” Dirk stretched his back trying to reach for the cut although his bulky muscles made it impossible. After a moment, he broke out into a giant grin. “Hey, that’s not bad! There is no pain at all. Even the white mae spells usually take a few hours. She’s not bad at all!”

Dirk was trying to show his back to the other two men, who shrugged it off as inconsequential. Giff muttered something about the ability being useless in the middle of a fight, but I decided it wasn’t worth fighting, especially since I had embellished my capacity to use white magic since the beginning. I was just glad they were satisfied with that.

Although, it turned out Dirk wasn’t satisfied with just that. After I sent Min to bed in the tent, it ended up just being Dirk and me near the fire like the previous night. Saving my life mixed with the stuff we had done the previous night had made Dirk bold, as no sooner did his friends close their eyes when he started putting his hands all over me.

I wasn’t really in the mood, but he was being exceptionally forceful, and even after taking his hand off my thigh three times he ended up forcing his hand down my pants and fingering me while sucking my neck noisily. At that point, I decided to stop fighting it as he pushed me down on the ground. He pulled down my pants and whipped out his dick like he was in a race to penetrate me.

Soon, his bulky form was on top of me, thrusting away as I wrapped my legs around his hips. The ground under me was ice cold, freezing my ass. His muscles were warm, so I held on to him tightly as he thrust while making rhythmic grunting noises. As he continued to have my body, his course fingers squeezing my breasts with the excitement of a little boy, I laid my head back and looked around.

It was then that I realized that the tent I shared with Min was opened a crack. In that crack was Min, staring out at the pair of us. My eyes met Min’s, my head bobbing side to side with each thrust, but I really had nothing to say. This wasn’t the first time I’d ever done things in his proximity, but usually, I was consumed by some sort of sexual lust. This felt more like fulfilling a sexual obligation.

Min was as expressionless as always, and I didn’t do anything so tactless as smile at him or acknowledge him, but the pair of us continued to watch each other. Eventually, I broke my gaze. I was considering the things I had decided on that day and suddenly felt a stabbing feeling in my heart. By the time I looked back, the tent was closed.

I gritted my teeth and my hands tightened on Dirk’s arms. I’d need to strengthen my resolve. I was not longer the scared little girl just trying to survive. Perhaps this was a good thing. I was reaching a point where I could become self-sufficient.

Dirk mistook this for me orgasming, and a second later gave two last thrusts and gasped as I felt something warm injected between my legs. I opened my lips and applied my manipulation to give him the impression I finished too, and he gave me a happily dumb look as he finally rolled off me to pull his pants up.

The floor was so cold that by the time I got my clothing back in order, I just wanted to moon the firepit to warm my numb ass. I fought the urge and instead sat back down on a nearby log while ignoring the pain and discomfort.

“I’m sorry, Min,” I whispered to myself. “I’ll repay everything you’ve done for me. I swear it.”

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