This chapter does not occur canonically. It’s a Christmas joke to bring a little cheer. Enjoy this Christmas Special with the theme “Be Careful What You Wish For”. 

“Cinderella, what are you doing there?” Ariel asks as she walks out into the living room with Tiana in tow.

“Decorating tree…” Cinderella nods.

“We can see that, but why are you putting this shinny stuff all over a needle-leaf tree?” Tiana asks.

“Darling said… Christmas.”

“What’s Christmas? Some commoner holiday?”

“Darling said… day to give presents.”

The girl’s eyes grow wide and they get excited at the prospect of presents. The news spreads quickly across the girls of the mansion. You, the master of the household, would be giving each of the girls a personal present on the holiday of Christmas, which happens to fall tomorrow. Well, that is the way Tiana explains it to everyone else.

All of the girls are getting excited. The sex dolls who you made with part of your memories in their programming became invaluable sources of information about Christmas. In fact, the goblin army in the basement is already full on celebrating. They had made something called Goblin Nog, and even the superiors are drunk off their gourd, making full use of the sex doll serving staff as they party nonstop.

Your official harem has a bit more patience, and instead decide to celebrate the holiday right by decorating the whole mansion. Jasmine bakes various Christmas cookie recipes while Elena and Kida string up decorations. Ariel and Aurora sew socks for each person that they hang from the fire place.

It isn’t without some problems. Snow White has gotten into the Goblin Nog and come out butt naked, demanding a refight with you before passing out on the couch. Belle carries her back to her room, but seems to disappear in there with her for a few hours before there is a sudden shout and sound of flesh hitting flesh. Belle eventually stumbles out of the room with a black eye and broken glasses as well as chapped lips. It is anyone’s guess what happened in there, but it probably rhymes with money linguist.

“This holiday has many shiny things. This great dragon approves! But… where has master gone off too?”

Yes, as the place becomes very active with Christmas cheer and the girls laugh, chat, and mess around, the guest of honor, you, are mysteriously absent. The girls all watch the clock anxiously as they wait for you to appear. Jasmine is in the process of cooking the Christmas dinner and they are starting to worry you’ll miss it.

That is when the front door suddenly kicks open. You stumble in, dark lines under your eyes, your hair messed up, and various stains all over your shirt.

“Daddy? What happened?” Merida looks on in shock.

All of the girls except Snow White who is still hiding in her room come up to you with worried looks. You look in really bad shape.

“My love, where have you been? What could have done this to you?” Grimhilde asks.

“P-P-p-pun…”

“Pun?”

“Pun’s website…”

“Eh?”

“I… went to the comment’s section for this story and saw that the fans were saying…”

“My love! You must never do that!”

“Rookie, don’t you know those things are filled with garbage…”

“I…I… must…”

“Hero? What must you do?”

“I… must… fulfill… their… Christmas wish!”

“Wasn’t there some talk of presents earlier?” Ariel misinterprets excitedly.

“… Master’s eyes are starting to look scary.”

“Perhaps my love should lie down for a bit.”

“No!” you shout.  “I must give my fanbase what they want!”

Tentacles appear out of nowhere. All the girls scream as they are suddenly caught up in the waves of tentacles as they wrap around them and tear apart their clothing. They immediately find their ways into every hole, Tiana especially, who gets violated in her ass and pussy by slimy tentacles. Before she can protest, another tentacle plows down her throat.

“Gegegegee!”

“What are you doing to my daughter!” Sebastian storms into the room and shouts.

“What the fans want!” You shout back. “They also want this.”

You stab Substation in the eye.

“Ah… AAAAHHHHH…… AHHHHHH!!!!!”

“Now, I’m going to skin you alive and wear your skin and rape your daughter while wearing your skin!”

“You monster!”

“You were slightly mean, so naturally I must murder your horrifically!”

You continue to stab Sebastian as he cries and begs for his life until he’s nothing but a bloody mess on the floor as all of the girls look on in horror.

The tentacle finally leaves Tiana’s mouth and she cries out in balling wails. “You monster! I hate you, I hate you forever!”

“Yes! My fanbase is increasing!” You shove the tentacle back in her mouth to keep her from biting off her tongue and committing suicide.

“Hero-san. What are you doing?” Aurora cries out.

“Ah, about that!” You point at her stomach.

A second later she bends over in pain as red starts to drip out from under her.

“Wh-what did you do!” She cries, landing to the ground in extreme pain.

“I aborted the baby! People don’t want you pregnant! They want you getting pregnant. Over and over again!”

You explode semen all over her, and a second later she becomes pregnant again. Then she aborts, then pregnant again. You laugh as you place her in an existential hell from which there is no return.

“Daddy, no!” Merida covers her stomach protectively.

You laugh again. “You’re just a milk bag anyway, so give me milk!”

You cast another spell and her tits suddenly shoot out milk like faucets. She let’s out a cry desperately grabbing onto her breasts as milk flies everywhere, covering the nearby Kida and the baka maids.

“How about we make it chocolate?”

You flip a switch and the milk turns a darker brown color. You pull a glass out and catch some of the milk in it. Taking a sip, you look at the Merida still desperately looking at you.

“Mmm… does the body good!”

“Please, Daddy!” You shove a tentacle in her mouth to cut off what she is going to say.

“I don’t understand… hero, what’s going on?” Ariel still looks at you with a hopeful gaze, having grown to love you unconditionally.

“Ah, that reminds me.” You wave your hand and a second later the King that summoned you appears.

“What is going on? Oh my god, Ariel… Aurora, you’re still alive! My wife, my child…” The man tears up as he watches the pair.

Ariel is caught up butt naked in tentacles while his wife is crotched on the ground, being impregnated and then aborted over and over again. As his eyes focus, he takes a step forward.

“I’ll save you my family!”

“No, He’s gone crazy. Husband, just kill me! Please kill me!”

“He, wh-“ his voice stops as a sword suddenly slides through his chest.

A moment later he collapses to the floor.

“Daddy!”

“Husband!”

“Should have done that in the first chapter!” You laugh maniacally.

Ariel starts to tear up while Aurora makes long wails on the floor.

“Hero… why…”

“Because everyone who fucks with me dies! Speaking of which.”

You summon that guy from high school that you didn’t like. You know that guy.

“Huh?”

You send him into a realm of infinite torture and death. Oh, I’m sorry… you guys want details.

His head is slowly cut off every day, blood and viscera and puss dripping down his desiccated neck as birds tear apart his balls every night. Then his head is skinned alive while he feels it, each strip of skin being separated by the muscle slowly over hours. Stick you hand into a jar of mayonnaise and just shove it in and out. Yeah, that’s the sound of it. Over and over again, all eternity. Balls torn apart seminal vesicle by seminal vesicle, causing unimaginable torment and pain. Are you happy! Are you fucking happy yet!

You’re not, because suddenly Ariel, Kida, Grimhilde, and Elena have dicks. “I said I’d give you all a gift!”

You laugh as the girl’s dicks all get hard, unable to stop the pleasure from the tentacles that are continuously raping them. You bring Elena and Jasmine over to you. While grabbing Elena’s dick and stroking it, you start feeling up the little girl Jasmine.

“Savior… this feels wrong.” Jasmine says.

“It doesn’t matter, I casted magic. You’re 18 now. Even though you still have the same exact body. And the same exact mind.”

“That doesn’t sound right?”

“Shut up and take my massive cock!”

The little girl screams and her brother protests as you continue to molest and rape the pair of them. Jasmine breaks about half way through so you throw her away. You are now raping Elena in the pussy while stroking her cock.

“I thought you weren’t into boys or kids?” She cries.

“I’m into whatever the comments section wants!” You shout back, blasting a load all over her ass just as she blasts a load onto her stomach.

“Whose next?” You ask, tossing Elena on top of Jasmine’s broken body.

“Ah, how about the dark elf over here!”

“Wh-who are you?” Belle asks a dark elf woman who is being violated by tentacles.

“I’m Pocahontas. I haven’t been introduced in the story yet!”

“Isn’t this a spoiler!”

“It’s all for my loving fans!” You shout, “Now, Belle, cum for me!”

You use the orgasm spell on her.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah! That feels so good. I love it!”

“You’re a pervert, of course you’ll love it! Okay, again!”

“AH, AH, AH, AH!”

“Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again!”

The screaming had stopped about twenty agains ago as bubbles were coming out of Belle’s mouth, her eyes lifeless and a puddle of all her fluids expelled on the floor under her.

“Rookie, why?” Kida cries, tentacles wrapped around her dick while penetrating her pussy.

“I already told you, this is what they want!”

You grab Kida and start raping her. It keeps going on, hour after hour. Eventually, she breaks, so you toss her into the pile with the others.

“You’re killing us!” Grimhilde cried, “Please stop hero!”

“Never! I’ll just make more!” you grab Grimhilde as she desperately struggles for her life, but it’s soon forfeit to your penis. “Barely lasts five hours, pfft, some demon lord you are.”

You toss her in the pile with rest. The tentacles continue to violate the elf and half elf until they two are nothing by white gunk, holes, and broken dreams. They go to the pile too. Before long, the broken corpses of seventeen women lie in a pile. Snow White had held out the longest. Her ass was completely obliterated by the time you were done with her.

“Hero!”

You laugh, checking the comments and hoping that your fans were finally happy now that you finally gave them what they insisted “they’d really do” in that situation.

“Hero, wake up.”

You don’t feel bad at all. After all, this is what you want! Plus, your stats are like infinity. And you have a Sword of Awesome with Infinity +2 damage and it is also Awesome. And like, you’re perfect, and have no faults, and never make mistakes, and will never find yourself in a precarious situation, because naturally, if “they” had written, they’d always have thought of everything. Which is what you are! PERFECT. Nothing bad will ever happen, ever!

You blow up the planet, laughing as you do! If you don’t have a world, you don’t have to worry about world building, or characterization, or… a story No weakness! With another wave of your hand, you summon boobies and pussies. Just boobies and pussies as far as the universe exists. Everywhere, every size, all over the place, at every point in all of time and space. The universe is now just pussy and boobies… it smells a bit like fish.

“Hero, wake up, it’s Christmas!”

Your dream has finally been complete. No story. Nothing interesting live diversity, just the oneness and you. Just boobs and pussy everywhere. You skip through the endless fields of disembodied girl parts, occasionally grabbing one or sticking your dick in one. Ah… true happiness.

“Hero! WAKE UP!”

You wake with a start, and the beautiful face of Ariel is glowing over you. Next to her are all the other girls. Ariel, Mulan, Aurora, Grimhilde, Merida, Elena, Jasmine, Kida, Belle, Cinderella, Tiana, and even Snow White are all present.

“I had the weirdest dream.” You shook your head. “You were there, and you were there, and you were there. It had something to do with Pun… argh, I can’t remember.”

“Well, no matter hero. Guess what! It’s Christmas day! Just like you wanted. Santa even left presents in our stockings!”

“Eh? He did?” You remember casting a little magic, but creating “santa” gifts must have been something you did while you were asleep.

You and the harem all head out into the living room, where in each stocking is very clearly a present. The girls all laugh and chat as you sit around the fireplace passing out presents.

“Ah, let’s see, first, Ariel!”

“Yeah! A present. Hmmm…”

“That is…”

“I love it!” She laughs and gives you a hug.

It was a collar. Not a girl collar. A dog collar. With her name on the label complete with a “If lost, please return to your mansion’s address.” Well… if she likes it, that’s what is important.

“Next, Mulan…”

“These are shiny, I like them.” Mulan said.

“Ah, they’re Ben wa balls. I’ll show you how to use them later.”

To sum things up, Aurora got a knitting set so she could knit blankets for the baby. Grimhilde received a phone that connects to her father so she can more easily communicate with him. Merida got some custom support bras that helped her keep her balance. Elena got thongs, and watching her blush as the other girl’s showed envy over how sexy they were was worth it.

Jasmine got a kitchen apron with a heart on it. Kida got a comfortable pillow. Belle got some yuri books. Cinderella actually wanted a maid outfit like the baka maids, apparently wanting to help clean the house. Meanwhile, Snow White…

“What is with this long string of beads that gradually get larger?” She asks.

“Ah, well, I’ll show you that one later too.” You laugh.

Although this holiday was just a random thing you set up, this looks like it would be a fun Christmas after all.

“Eh, but what did hero get from Santa?”

“Oh, me?” You aren’t expecting you got yourself anything, but just to humor them you reach into the stocking.

Then you feel it, your hands wrap around it, and you have no choice but to give a sigh. When the girls realize you’ve gotten something, they all get excited.

“What did you get, master? Is it shiny?”

“Ah, well, I got the only thing someone like me could get for Christmas,” You laugh.

“What’s that?”

You pull out the lump of coal that was sitting in your stocking.

“Eh? What’s that, a rock? Can you eat it?” Merida asks.

“No…”

“Then what does it mean, hero-san?” Aurora asks.

You chuckle, throwing it into the firepit. “It means I already have taken everything I’d ever want for Christmas.”

“M-master… your face is starting to look scary again.”

“Ah, that’s right, I needed to acclimate you girls to all the Christmas customs. Now, if you’ll observe, this little green plant I’m holding in front of me is called a mistletoe. You must kiss whatever you find under the mistletoe.”

“Ah? My love’s penis is under the mistletoe.”

You smile. “I see you’re a quick learner. Line up ladies! And Merry Christmas, to each and every one of you, and Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!”

Hello to everyone. First I’d like to properly apologise for the long absence. I should have told you guys that I’d going on a hiatus or something when I realised I’d be staying away for more than a couple of days. It was a combination of work, writer’s block and laziness that held me back. I’m now back on track and I hope to release more chapters before the end of the year. Thanks for sticking with me even though that was kind of a dick move from me.

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Just a Guy in Space

Chapter 23

“How am I still alive?”

Gus woke up to the brightly lit ceiling of the white room he had passed out in. The entire room gave off the same sterile feeling he’d felt in the engineering department. White light glared at him from above as he cracked an eyelid open.

“You are greatly exaggerating. What you went through was certainly strenuous but by no means life-threatening.”

“It was a figure of speech, you douchebag. Why don’t you go kiss a fusion core while you’re at it?”

“I sense hostility in your voice.”

How can he sound so calm?

“Gee, I wonder why? Could it be because you fucking zapped me with twelve million volts every time I slowed down?!” Gus could feel a spark of anger churning in the pit of his stomach.

“I explained all that. It was necessary for your physical examination. Again, what I did was far tamer than what the Coalition scientists tend to do. To them, you are not a sapiant unless you are acknowledged by the Coalition. Having a vetted officer put you through your paces is enough to qualify as an in-depth analysis of your physical abilities.”

Gus pondered that while he rubbed what should have been sore muscles. It does kind of make sense. I mean, assuming I believe him. Still he did sound like a nice guy. But do mountains have feelings? Is he a mountain? Why do I not hurt?

“Hey Trando, how come nothing hurts?”

“When you passed out I took the liberty of using some medical serum on you. The results exceeded my expectations, to be honest.”

“Exceeded? Wait… Did you use me as a fucking lab rat?” Silence greeted Gus’ question. “I swear to God Trando, I’m going to pound your face into a new shape.” So far everyone on board had been very helpful, but it was situations like these that reminded Gus that he was after all just a glorified stowaway. I’m not even considered a citizen in their eyes, I bet…

“Everything worked out in the end. Better learn now what can be used on you than wait until something goes horribly wrong. The data we got was very insightful. It seems your body responds exceedingly well to treatment using the medical serum. The lactic acid build up that was frankly quite alarming was eliminated and your muscles were restored within the span of two hours. The serum does not usually take so little time to work.”

“Two hours? How long was I out?”

“Two hours,” Trando deadpanned.

Gus sat up at that. He experimentally flexed his arms and made a fist. No pain. He got up gingerly, trying to find signs of strain but he felt weirdly refreshed. Like all his joints were oiled up and his muscles were already warmed up and not like he just got done with a two hour nap. He stretched a bit and tested it out. Still no pain. Huh, what do you know, I guess Trando isn’t a super sadist after all. I’ll hold off on the ass-kicking. It’s definitely not because he looks like he could squash me with a sneeze.

“So, no pain. Thanks for that I suppose. Can we dispense with the shocks now that I know I’m gonna heal up after every test?”

“I’m afraid I need the shocks to push you beyond your perceived limits. But I can attenuate them to a degree that you’ll find merely uncomfortable.”

“That’s something.” Gus looked up sharply. “Hey, you said I healed up right? My muscles and everything? Can you give me more details?”

“Certainly. Your muscles had several microfractures that could potentially have caused injuries. The medical serum includes nanites that target damaged sections and repair them using the materials available in the serum.”

“Whoa… You have no idea what that means do you?”

“I… do not think I do, no. Can you explain?”

“Holy shit, where do I begin?” Gus started pacing. “Ok, so when a human exercises past his limit, his muscles start to break down. They get microfractures all over their muscle fibres due to the strain. That sounds really bad, but humans can actually heal that damage. So it takes about, uh… forty-eight Earth hours for that damage to be healed, assuming it’s not too serious. When the muscle fibres heal, they get stronger. At first you don’t notice it, but if you do that often enough, you can get a visible increase in muscle mass that leads to an increase in power generated from those muscles. Basically, the more you train, the stronger you get.”

“Fascinating. Does that happen for every muscle you have? Is that why you have such strange muscles? Fibres bundled together in increasing numbers?”

“Yeah. So, each and every muscle is made up of several muscle tissue bundles. It goes from a huge muscle group to a tiny myofibril.” Talking about his vocation was getting him fired up. Gus started talking faster, the words tumbling out from his mouth almost uncontrollably. “The first to be damaged are those myofibrils but you don’t get stronger from just that. You need to reach a certain threshold for the damage to be significant enough that your body rebuilds the destroyed muscle fibres stronger than before.” He paused at that before resuming his pacing. “As I said, it happens in small increments. If I train diligently for about three months, I might increase my muscle mass by, say, ten to twenty percent, depending on how hard I train. This is just a number I pulled out of my ass, it might not be realistic.”

“Is there an upper limit to that strengthening? Do you perpetually rebuild muscles stronger than before and in ever increasing amounts?” Gus liked to think that Trando sounded surprised at this sudden revelation but in truth all he sounded like was… nonchalant.

“No. There are diminishing returns once you hit a certain point. The tipping point is going beyond what your body can normally sustain in terms of energy expenditure. A guy standing at about one hundred and eighty centimetres can sustain about ninety kilos of mass at about nine percent body fat relatively easily. That means he’s mostly muscle. If you want to, you can go beyond that limit but the energy requirements to sustain that kind of mass is increasingly difficult to maintain. So no, I can’t continually get stronger. At one point, I’ll reach my peak.”

“What if you had a limitless source of energy? You would train constantly with increasing amounts of effort spent and have access to that limitless source of energy. Could it be possible to sustain a linear increase in muscle mass from just that?”

Gus stopped, leaned against a machine and thought about it for a while.

“No, I don’t think that’s feasible. I mean, it would have to fit on the human skeleton. There’s only so much muscle a human can safely sustain. Maybe if you could… I dunno, make the muscles denser, reinforce the bones to be stronger perhaps?” He scrunched his face up in concentration, thinking of the possibilities. “Instead of increasing the amount of muscles you have, increase the quality of the muscle itself? Like, for example, if there was an artificial muscle made of steel fibres, the amount of power it could safely generate in a contraction without tearing would be greater than that of a muscle made of human tissue. But well, that’s all theoretical.”

Wait a minute. Machine? Gus looked around. The room now looked like a gym from back home. How the fuck? “Trando, how come the room looks like something from Earth?”

“I asked AI to display a place dedicated to physical exertion from your homeworld and it showed me quite a lot of holos of places resembling this. It also cross-referenced it with a ‘gym’ that you mention a lot when talking about exercise. This is what I came up with to help get you in the mood for further testing.”

There were racks of free weights, rows of treadmills and bikes, different configurations of benches, racks for deadlifting and squats and even mats placed on the floor around him. “How did all that get here? I was only out for two hours you said,” Gus said with more than a little awe in his voice.

“I had AI synthesise them and transported them here with the help of bots and antigrav loaders.”

Gus was still staring at the equipment. “And what about the materials used? What happens when I’m done?”

“I can just recycle them when their use is over. It will barely put a dent in the supply I have available.”

“I see. I suppose it’s time to get back to those tests? Can you be gentle this time?”

“I can promise you I won’t unnecessarily activate the shock straps.”

“Yeah, I bet.” Gus shrugged. There was no use fretting about it. “So, what’s next?”

“I thought of something resembling combat training but after what you mentioned about muscles, how about some of what you call ‘power lifting’?”

“Sure, why not? I’m curious to see if that serum can really help boost muscle growth.”

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“I’m never doing that again.”

“In all honesty I think you might have overdone it with the weights.”

Gus was laid out next to the bench press setup, wheezing and holding his left bicep. The medical serum was working but too slowly for Gus’ tastes. It was another good five minutes before he felt the sharp pain start to dwindle to a dull throbbing.

“I would say that the maximum amount of weight you can safely bench press is thirty kilos. Your attempt at lifting forty was… unsuccessful to say the least. Still, compared to many species of the Council, that is very impressive. If this isn’t the peak of your abilities, then you could turn out to be a very strong individual once you achieve your potential.”

“Gee thanks, you’ll make me blush.”

“Blush?”

“It’s a human thing. I’ll explain later. So what now? Do you want to try that combat simulation you were talking about?”

“Hmmm… I think it’s too early for a combat sim. I need to collate the results I’ve obtained from this round of testing and come up with something appropriate for you. Just based on your reaction time alone, the usual sim would be too easy. Thank you for being such a good participant. I look forward to working with you again.”

“No problem. Hey, you think I’d be able to read through your report when you’re done? I’m curious about my own physical specs.”

“I can probably give you an unclassified version, pending approval from the captain, of course.”

“Coolbeans. Thanks a bunch Trando. Now if you’ll excuse me I have a date with a bed.”

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“Ah, so you did show up…” A voice called out as Min and I approached.

We had packed up all the supplies we could carry and had them in side saddles on the two horses. Although I still had yet to gain any kind of horse riding skills, I wasn’t too worried. However, none of the men before us had a horse, so that was a bit disconcerting.

“Who are these?” Another man pushed forward and gave the pair of us a glare that seemed less than welcoming.

The party consisted of three men total, including the man I spoke to the night before, Tark, there was a greasy looking guy with long straggly hair that was wearing a robe-like outfit that denoted him as a mage and a bald guy with some pretty impressive muscles that he didn’t seem to mind showing off, as he wore nothing covering his upper torso at all. The sight wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but for a body as nice as this, his face had seen better days. He looked like his nose had been broken a few too many times and there was a wicked scar over his eyes. None of the men in this formation would be called pretty.

It was the greasy mage that was giving the glare, while the bald guy appraised my body in an obvious and dirty minded way. However, I was long past being bothered by men appreciating my body as eye candy. I had gotten used to these stares, and even came to appreciate them when the situation called for it. In this case, if my sex appeal softened his willingness to allow us to come along, then I would happily use it.

“The girl knows some magic. The guy can take a shift at night. Eight gold.”

“Greedy…” The mage wrinkled his nose.

The bald guy laughed and slapped the mage on the back. “Hey, at the very least, things go south and we can eat their horses.”

I gave a sniff. “We’ll handle our own supplies. You don’t need to worry about us.”

“They’ll be a pain to protect…” the mage gave Tark a look.

“We can look after ourselves.” I gave them a frown, a little angry that Tark hadn’t already settled things with the rest of his party.

“Giff’s talking about the horses,” Tark explained, lifting up his hands as if to broker a peace. “Up north the paths get narrow, a horse might not be able to make it. Add to that their skittishness around monsters, and, well, most Adventurers go by foot in these parts, right, Giff?”

Giff’s eyes flashed for a second and then he settled down letting out a sigh. “You’re always greedy, Tark.”

Some unspoken words seemed to be shared between the two, as Giff’s hostile demeanor loosened a bit. The bald one only gave a shrug to the pair of them, and then gave Min and me a smile.

“Ah, should we sell the horses then?” I tried to redirect the conversation.

“Won’t be necessary. We’ll manage.” It was Giff that spoke up first. “I’m sorry for earlier. My friend doesn’t always inform his party members of everything, especially when he’s drunk. My name is Giff. I’m a mage.”

He spoke the words simply, as if being a second-class mage lacked any grandness. His eyes still looked distrustful, but at the very least he seemed to have settled down a bit.

“They call be Dirk.” The bald man spoke up next, looking considerably friendlier as he stepped forward with a hand outstretched.

Min kept his distance, but I took his hand. He shook it with a laugh. His grip only hurt a little bit.

“He’s a skill-less…” Giff spoke up as my hand was being squeezed of blood by the muscular man.

“You know, Giff, if I wanted her to know that, I’d have told her.” Dirk’s mouth tightened for a second as he shot Giff a glare. “No matter. It’s my strength, after all.”

I cocked my head to the side, unclear about the terminology used. “Skill-less?”

“Each level gains skill point. But need not use on skills.” Min interjected.

“Ah, what he said.” Dirk went to shake Min’s hand, but he rejected it. “I’ve never used a skill point on a skill. I instead put them all into Strength and Endurance. I’m a berserker by class. My fighting might not look pretty, but I can hit harder and last longer than any other Adventurer in these parts.”

I grimaced at Min’s rude behavior and gave the man an apologetic look, but he didn’t seem to mind it and only shrugged with a smile as he pulled his hand back.

“And you’ve met me. I’d call myself the leader of this party…” The two other men shot Tark a look and he lifted up his hands. “But that would be a lie. We work together because we’re strong that way. Knifefall is a B class party.”

“Third class.” Min muttered.

Tark made a noise of surprise. “Ah, you noticed? Yes. I’m close to maxing third class, Dirk recently made third, and even Giff is a maxed second. He’ll reach the requirements for third by summer for sure.”

Before Min could respond, Gif spoke up. “As much as I love small talk, we have a few weeks of travel, and I’d prefer to get started.”

Although the situation was just starting to lighten up, Gif seemed to douse it with cold water. At the very least, the tension seemed to be broken. I handed four gold coins to Tark.”

“Half now?”

He nodded as if the money wasn’t of any concern, but still made sure to stuff it in his pocket. Giff watched this and snorted before turning away and muttering to himself. Meanwhile, Dirk was making sure all of their stuff was packed properly.

Min had gotten up extra early and everything was already squared away and packed. I simply bid the innkeeper farewell, offering sympathy as she complained that this night had not been as eventful as the previous, handed in my keys, and then joined Min who was holding the horses out in front.

Knifefall wasn’t as prepared to leave as we were, and thus they took an additional fifteen minutes. Since they used no horses, everything had to be partitioned between them to carry. Dirk seemed to carry twice what the other men did. As I admired his strength, he gave me a smile and a wink. I returned it, only to find Min watching me with dark expression. I gave him a questioning look, but he responded with a light shake of his head. He wanted to talk about something, but not in the presence of the adventurers. Well, if it was something dangerous, he would have already said something, so I assumed it was minor.

The group started heading out of the city. The sunlight was only just starting to crest the horizon and I yawned unflatteringly as I guided one of the two horses while Min took the other. Min’s frown seemed to deepen as we continued walking down the road. The village was only just out of sight when he spoke up.

“Going West?”

“Good eye.” Tark laughed, “Since this is the most northern village, there are no roads heading north. However, if we head west a bit, there is an old hunter’s trail. It’s quicker than pushing through the forest.”

I hadn’t even realized we were heading in the wrong direction until Min said something. He seemed surprisingly on edge, so I moved over and went to give him a kiss. He turned his head and I only ended up landing one on his cheek. I wasn’t hurt so much as surprised. However, Min wore a guilty look and leaned cautiously over to me.

“Don’t trust them.”

I let out a sigh, but I wasn’t going to berate him for being cautious. The pair of us had quite a lot of bad luck over the last six months, and to be honest, I wasn’t exactly filled with trust either. They seemed fairly normal for Adventurers, but so did Ricardo’s group, and that situation hadn’t ended smoothly either.

We both gave a breath of relief when about an hour later, the hunter’s trail appeared. The roads up until this point had been deserted this early in the morning, and the farther we got from civilization, the more isolated we began to feel. However, knowing that they had spoken truthfully about the hunter’s trail made me feel at ease. I gave a glance over to Min for confirmation and he gave a nod.

“A bit northwest, but expected. The Cambion colony over human border.”

I nodded trying to recall the maps I had seen of the area. This human territory was only a small part of the continent. While the borders were currently shut down from the declining human and demon relations, this far into the wilderness you could cross unhindered. It ran the risk of being attacked by wildlife and facing tough terrain, but we were already planning that in the first place.

“Getting close…” Although Min muttered that to himself, I managed to catch the end of it.

“Huh? Close to what?”

Min jumped at my question as if he didn’t know he had said the words out loud, and then turned away with a blush on his cheeks. However, when I continued to stare at him, he finally showed a bit of resignation on his face.

“Parent’s home…”

“Your home is near here?” I asked in surprise.

“No…” Min shook his head. “Home… Aria. But grew up… there.”

“It’s sweet of you to say that… but your parent’s home is your home, right?”

The look on his face suggested it wasn’t. I decided not to pry farther. He wasn’t upfront with the talk and I wasn’t willing to pry. I hadn’t even used Analyze on him since that first time in what felt like an eternity ago. As I became closer and closer to Min, it never felt right to pry into his life. Yes, I wanted to know without a doubt what his sexual kinks were, his turnoffs, his first lover… but these were not things I should discover with magic.

Likewise, his past seemed painful to me, particularly given the look he had right now. It probably wouldn’t be easier now that he identified himself as a guy. I wasn’t sure how transgenders were received in this world, but I got the sense it was uncommon for all except perhaps some aristocracy. I could imagine friends of Julian catering to those kinds of inclinations.

“If you ever need to talk about it.” I spoke up. “I’ll be here.”

Min and I continued to walk for a bit in silence before he responded, “Being here, enough.”

I wanted to give Min another kiss, but he was still likely perturbed by being so close to home. Whatever his story, it bothered him enough that I came to understand a lot of his behavior lately must have been due to the closing gap.

“Would you ever… want to… renew our wedding vows with your parents?”

Min suddenly choked and started coughing. It was a sound loud enough that the three guys leading the way looked back. Dirk chuckled before turning back, while Giff’s look was still mostly sour. Min finally recovered, giving me a wide-eyed look while a blush covered his cheeks.

“Ah… well…”

“Is that not possible?” I tried to give him a light smile to break the tension.

“No…” Min shook his head, but when he saw I had a disappointed look he added, “Not sure… parent’s alive.”

Before Min could stop me, I had already stopped and grabbed his shoulders. “You don’t even know?”

“No.” Min looked a little flustered as I shook him with my hands.

“That won’t do! As soon as I reach my second-class, we must go to your village and see your parents and have a proper wedding in front of everyone!”

“Everyone!” The colors on Min’s face started changing white as she looked in the fervent determination in my eyes. “V-v-vesse knows… elvish weddings…”

“We’ll put on a show so grand that everyone in your village will hear out consummation!” I declared, holding my fist up to him as a show of strength. “Ah, you’re crying!”

Min wiped the tear and turned his face away before I could say anything. “No, would like. But… small, quiet.”

“No promises!”

I’m not sure what I said, but it seemed to cheer Min up a bit, as he was now smiling even with tears welled up in his eyes. I was being a little mean. To elves, the ritual for marriage was a mutually consenting consummation. In essence, people who wanted to be wed engaged in intercourse in front of a crowd of witnesses. This, furthermore, occurred when they were most fertile, and it was considered good luck to conceive on that day in front of witnesses. Although I hadn’t heard the details from the normally shy Min, for some couples this desire led to some interesting weddings using special positions to ensure fertilization or when all else fails, repeated acts over and over again.

While I’d feel no shame in conducting myself in front of people, this event could be pretty embarrassing for a normal person, especially someone like Min. To my surprise, he seemed a little bit interested in conducting the ceremony in an official manner. I vaguely wondered about what it’d be like to have sex in front of my parents. I didn’t have to worry about that in this world, but I tried to empathize with Min a little bit.

Unfortunately, my broken Mental Fortitude skill was in full effect even with those thoughts, and I had to give a sigh as I realized I wouldn’t hesitate to do something in front my parents if the occasion called for. It wasn’t like I lacked common sense. I knew it’d make my parents feel awkward. However, if I was something like someone threatening to hold a gun up to our head, I could unabashedly spread myself and satisfy myself regardless who was watching.

“We’re going to stop for a bit.” The voice came from Tark.

I let out a little sigh. I had been walking awkwardly with my knees pressed together. All that thinking about sex was starting to rile me up. Min who was walking next to me had already become aware of it. Whether it was the smell of my aroused sex, some kind of silent pheromones, or simply the horny look on my face, Min knew what I was thinking.

“We could take five minutes…” Although I said it out loud like I was responding to Tark, my eyes were glued to Min.

Min rolled his eyes and gave a sigh, a hand sliding into the saddlebag where he pulled out a large phallic looking object which he kept hidden from sight. He had even packed it so my favorite toy was easily accessible. My wife was the greatest.

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“Of course, she’s not really your mother.”

“You…” Sebastian growls.

After the group of you sat down, you decide to explain things a little more specifically.

“He speaks the truth, husband. I’m just a remnant.” Arianna says gently.

“I-I’m confused, father.” Tiana has a pained look on her face. “Is this filthy commoner toying with us?”

“For someone used to being harassed by aristocracy, you’d think you’d grow up with a little more respect for so-called commoners.” You mutter.

Tiana looks like she has a biting response, but Sebastian stops her with a raised hand. “Please explain the meaning of this. Tiana was young when we lost Arianna, you don’t simply look like her, your voice, your smile, the way you move…”

Arianna’s smile turns a little sad. “Your cruel brother held me here as spirit after murdering me. He wanted me to watch while he did the same to our daughter using your own body. The vile things he planned… they were stopped by none other than the gentleman in front of you.”

She gestures to you. Tiana sniffs and raises her nose, while Sebastian remains focused on the woman who was once his wife. She continues on with a sigh.

“My spirit, and the spirit of all those that perished left an imprint behind when we were finally allowed to pass on. This man once again rescued that imprint, grafting it onto a homunculus that continues to live on.”

“Not possible…” Sebastian mutters in disbelief, his mouth falling open. “I’ve met some of the greatest magicians that ever lived, and the things you described were but a pipe dream…”

“When you arrived, he used magic to probe into your history, and then he combined what you remembered with the remnants left behind to create me. But I’m simply a temporary creation. A ghost to help you find some closure.”

“I…” Sebastian starts to grow tears in his eyes as he shot you a look. “I don’t know if that is incredibly thoughtful… or incredibly cruel.”

“I would just like to let you know that I have found peace thanks to darling.”

“Darling?” Tiana frowned.

“Ah… well, that is to say, he makes me feel loved, and I want him to fill our daughter up the same way he filled me up!”

“Eh?” Tiana asked.

Sebastian stood up, his glare jumping between his wife and you. “What did you say? What is the meaning of this.”

Arianna looks flustered, and her body seems to me changing a bit, molding into a different form. Meanwhile, her voice is also changing. The once fluttery voice is becoming flatter and more emotionless. She looks at you with hopeless eyes.

“Darling, it seems like the remnants are failing faster than expected.” She then turned to the flustered nobles. “I won’t be with you any longer, just know that it’s your mother’s dying wish for you to accept darling’s love! All twelve inches! Over and over, every night.”

By the time she finishes, she already turns back into the sex object known as Cinderella.

“Thanks, Cinderella, that will be all.” You sigh.

Sebastian turns to you with a hateful glare. “What is the meaning of this! How can you be so cruel!”

You raise your hands. “Hey! Everything I said is true! So, I couldn’t bring Arianna back from the dead! I actually tried, you know!”

Of course, when you had tried the first night you were in the mansion, it was in order to make them into your undead gangbang bitches, but even bringing back the dead seemed to have limits. It wasn’t that you couldn’t compile the spell, it was that the spell required more mana than you had. Even being able to rise your numbers up, your body had limits. It’d be one of those things that may break the universe. There was a big difference between healing someone who was dead for a few minutes and someone who is just a skeleton whose spirit has already moved on.

“Just… what are you…” He shook his head in disbelief.

“He’s a hero with the Power of Creation magic.” Ariel blurts out before I could respond.

“Power of creation! That’s… that’s…”

“That’s how he rescued me and mom from my overprotective father. I am the princess Ariel, I swear it!” She declares. “Tell him, mom!”

Aurora gives her a smile and then touches her stomach which now shows a noticeable bump. “Yes, I was once with the King. But I left him because I believe hero-san can provide this world a better future. His behavior may be crass and lecherous, but if you are willing to drop your preconceived proprieties, you can find happiness under his care.”

“Hmph, Master… master is strong. This lowly dragon can acknowledge as much.” Mulan spoke up as the rest of the harem emerged from a nearby room.

“My love is as cruel as a demon lord, but that’s why he’s worth my love.” Grimhilde shrugged.

“Daddy works hard so all of us can be happy.” Merida nods.

“He has treated my sister and I-“

“Savior saved us!” Jasmine interrupts, and Elena provides a weak smile and a nod.

Belle pushes her glasses back up on her nose. “He’s a beast… but I can say being with him has been interesting.”

“Only Darling may ruin this body.” Cinderella nods.

Snow White only snorts and shakes her head, refusing to be a part of this discussion.

“Even if you all say these things.” Sebastian finally speaks up, shaking his head. “I couldn’t-“

“I’ll do it.”

“Tiana?”

“If mother’s last wish was that I give myself to some filthy commoner, then… if my body is acceptable, please protect my father!” Tiana went down in a bow while keeping her eyes shut tightly.

“””””Eh!!!!?”””””

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You are saved as Aurora and Grimhilde suddenly appear. They had been sitting back in the other room listening to the development here. Each girl grabs one of Ariel’s arms.

“We’ll handle it.”

The old man’s eyes widen when he sees the horns on Grimhilde, but he otherwise remains silent as they take his daughter and a confused-looking Ariel away to the bath. One disaster is averted, at the very least.

You end up sitting uncomfortably in front of the noble while being served tea by Daisy and Sylvia. The old man’s lips tighten when he sees the crass pouring techniques of Daisy and how she handles her tea. Well, it’s not like even you knew what aristocracy of this world considered etiquette or not. Even if you loaded them up with the etiquette of your world, it would be as strange as the etiquette of any foreign country, perhaps more so.

Still, from that standpoint, even you can tell the girls are unrefined. Sylvia snorts up a logy to spit on the floor, but then swallows when you give her a glare. Meanwhile, Daisy walks with her legs apart slightly, likely choosing to saddle walk to relieve some discomfort from the rough anal you gave her the previous night under Cinderella’s trap.

You give the old man a sympathetic look. “I just hired them.”

“Then they should be fired.” The man sniffs, “I’ve seen more refined movements from my horse.”

Daisy takes a step forward as if she plans to hit the old man in the face, but you cast a spell that stops her cold. It isn’t anything malicious. Just a quick refresher of the things you had done to her ass under the spell. To be honest, those things are rather vanilla. You’d probably do more creative things than that if you weren’t under a spell.

Fortunately, the old man doesn’t see any of this, as they are behind him at the time. It succeeds in controlling their behavior, so you are fine with it.

“I prefer to train my staff from the beginning. Rather than find one stuck in their ways, I find it more satisfying to mold someone untrained to my tastes.” You explain your philosophy on women as much as staff.

“Hm. I suppose so.” He looks like he wants to say more but doesn’t, leading back to an uncomfortable silence.

“So, you see…” You start to explain, “Eh, actually, I don’t believe I caught your name, Mr. Rhysemen?”

“Mr. Rhysemen shall suffice.” The old man shook his head. “Shall we not pretend these pleasantries any longer? As far as I’m concerned, you are a squatter on my property. I find it unlikely that you have any nobility here. Your maid staff are clearly just people you pulled off the street.”

You scratch your cheek. He isn’t wrong.

“Well…”

He interrupts you, “Claiming to house the Princess Ariel and Queen Aurora is in poor tastes. I happen to know that the King is a widow, both died in a freak magical accident.”

Ah, you recall casting a spell that made people think that. You worried it had misfired when Merida was still aware of their existence, but it seems to be in effect. That created some problems, but it seems like a lot of work to address them so you’ll wait it out until it becomes plot relevant.

“About that…”

“I would even question the possibility you are an inexperienced Knight that happened across some money. I suspect instead you are some kind of thief who robbed a noble, just as you are trying to rip off my family. I’d advise you to move along before I alert the proper authorities. Even if you are honest, and I doubt it, with money in the right pockets that can change quickly, can’t it?”

What is this guy even saying? He accuses you of being a thief and in the same breath suggests bribing people to have you illegally convicted? Ah, well, your patience has just reached an end.

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“You… saved my life.” Kida is giving you a heartfelt look. “You save everyone’s lives. I’m not sure I should call you rookie any longer.”

After your bath (2^nd), you had emerged and dressed only to find Kida on your way to get something to eat at the dining room. She had finally woken up, and the ladies had graciously explained to her what had happened while she was passed out in one of your spare bedrooms.

Well, she got a story similar to what the rest of the villagers were told. You challenged the Goblin Queen, beat her in combat, and the army was ordered to retreat while you held the Queen as collateral.

“Well, that’s not exactly the whole story.” You muse, taking Kida to your basement.

Her mouth falls open at the sight. You basement has been enlarged by a couple of kilometers, and consists of a massive network of rooms, corridors, mess halls, and so forth.

“I didn’t realize the owner of this mansion had built such a fortress under here.” She says wonderingly.

Well, they hadn’t, but you needed some place to put your new army. With the goblin army having abandoned their homes to invade, monsters would have moved in. Marching back and reclaiming their homes would have resulted in significant loss of life. You are, for all intent and purposes, their ruler now, so you decided to make a place for them.

You provide them every comfort, including an artificial outdoor area for them to train in and get sun. You exaggerated to Snow White when you told her that your sex dolls were destroyed. Rather, you ended up repurposing them. They are the maids, cooks, and entertainment for your army.

It isn’t all that bad. The goblins are higher order monster when compared to most, so they are about on the same level as Snow White. They are crass, slovenly, and rude, but you took a bunch of the most promising ones, promoted them, downloaded some military etiquette into their minds, and they are now putting the rest of the army into a structured order. Orderly outfits, orderly beds, they are expected to adhere to a certain level of discipline. No more broken sex dolls.

You told them if they broke another sex doll that you’d take all the sex dolls away, and they are quite determined to follow the rules after that. With regards to the women and children left behind, there are none. The time from child to adult is only 2 weeks, so all the children already grew up on the way here. As for women, that was a more interesting story.

For goblins, women only have a 1 in a thousand chance of being born. This is why Snow White’s mom discarded her rather hypocritically. Some Goblins saw Goblin women as a bad omen or inferior species. She was saved because certain goblins believed that goblin-goblin babies known as purebreads like Snow White are physically more powerful. You don’t know if this is true, but it seems that way if Snow White is any indication.

“Will this be alright?” Kida asks nervously watching a group of goblins march by.

“They are incentivized to stay nice. With my girls not capable of having babies, they won’t grow out of control either, so I think it’s safe.”

“Um… rookie…” Kida suddenly speaks nervously. “What is your intention, after all… with this army and such?”

“I wonder…”

“Rookie!”

“Ah, I get it. So you’re worried I’m going to start my own country and take over the world or something?”

“Riun is a border city. We technically have no official country of our own, even though Nidia supports us. This city and ones like it sit as trading posts for collaboration between the demons, humans, and demi-humans. That’s why we’re so diverse. However, if a war broke out, we are the first victims. This goblin fiasco shows that. Most people who live in this no-man’s land believe that name is inefficient, because this is closer to an everyone’s land. We believe in a country where all species can get along.

“You’ve accepted beastmen, demons, and even goblins into your home. You’re strong… stronger than I ever imagined. You’d have the power to do things the way you wanted. A country… where every person is equal. I never thought I’d ever see the day.”

“Are you suggesting I conquer all the nearby cities and start my own country?”

Kida shrugs at that. “I’m suggesting you think about it.”

You nod, but decide to change the subject for the moment. “What about you? What now?”

“Ah, well, I’ll be heading back to the Adventurer’s guild to put in my official reports on what happened. I… may leave out some things.” She said as she looks around the goblin underground base. “After that… I… well… can I make a selfish request?”

“What is that?” You ask.

“Do you have a spare room here?”

“Huh? You want to move here? Don’t you have place?”

She smiles wryly, “Ah, well, when I went to pee after waking up, some white stuff came out…”

“Ah…” you didn’t clean up well enough that time, well you aren’t going to suck her clean like the pervert Belle did, so…

“I don’t mind. “She holds out her hand as you wear a worried frown. “You’ve taken and given equally. And I won’t be a burden! I can even pay rent! I just… want to be closer to you. I know you keep many women in your life. I just don’t want to be left behind.”

You laugh. “Well, yeah, I guess you’ll still work as a guild master, right? You don’t need to pay rent or anything. I can get you a room no problem.”

“Thank you, rookie!” She suddenly throws her arms around you.

Her giant boobs end up smothering your face, and she squeezes tightly enough you might have lost some vitality if it wasn’t so enormously high to begin with. Then, she pulls away and starts to blush. Quick tempered but quite modest as usual.

“I suppose the other girl’s will need hobbies or jobs too. I don’t want them to grow too lazy or fat. Everything has been such a whirlwind that nothing has been planned out. What about Belle?”

“Ah, well, to be honest, I’ve forgiven Belle, but she was never a good fit for the Adventuring guild.” Kida admitted. “I’m sure you’ll find something that fits her eventually though.”

You give a nod. “Very well. You better get going. Don’t want to end up getting into trouble.”

Kida gives a nod and fist pump. “Yes! And then I’ll be coming back. Perhaps tonight, we can enjoy ourselves… while I’m awake?”

You don’t answer, but you give her a wink as you follow her to the mansion entrance. However, when she opens the front door to leave, you see an elf woman standing there wearing a snobbish frown.

“Huh? Who are you guys? What are you doing here, and why are you in MY mansion!”

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I was using a tablecloth to wipe the lust off my hand after giving Min a quick handjob in the middle of the common’s room. There really wasn’t too many people around to notice. The previous night of the pink moon had left most people in their rooms far into the afternoon. Plus, the table we picked was a corner table, and the innkeeper was still distracted thinking about her previous night of lust. Suffice to say, a seductress could pleasure her man in an open room without too much issue.

He was now breathing hard, his body pressed against my arm while he recovered from my machinations. After wiping most of it off on the tablecloth, I licked the rest off my fingers while planning out the rest of our day. We had fifteen gold coins now, so I figured I could send him out to buy the supplies. After he sold the cart, we might even have a little extra bargaining money.

We probably didn’t need to buy an entire group of Adventurers. Even if we could find one extra person to reduce the danger of the trip, it would significantly take the strain off of Min. Just having someone else to watch the fire at night would allow the pair of us to get proper sleep.

This world had skills and statuses that resembled a video game, but the people and creatures of this world were normal. People wouldn’t throw their lives away unless they thought they could win. The same rules applied to monsters. Therefore, most monsters wouldn’t randomly attack a group of alert people. Baring the addition of seductress pheromones, most bandits, and monsters of this world would act rationally, avoiding groups of strangers unless desperate.

Situations such as the one that led to our capture by goblins were rare. The very fact that a group of adventurers cleared out their nest only shortly after our capture was a testament to the fact that goblins rarely became bold enough to attack merchants. In fact, my capture at the hands of Denova could also be considered a rare event. My luck since I had come to this world had never been good.

“Mm?” Min had noticed that I was frowning as I was thinking.

I shook my head and gave him a reassuring smile. “To be safe, I think we’ll want the strongest companions we can find. Wait, companions…”

With that, another switch seemed to click in my head and I gave Min an even richer smile that caused him to blush just a little.

“What?”

“I came up with an even better idea!” I stated, lifting my chin. “Why hire adventurers at all?”

Min frowned a little as he thought. “We must…”

“Right, but they’re also unreasonably expensive to hire.” When Min continued to furrow his brow I continued. “How about we find a group already heading north, and then just join them as companions? Instead of baggage they’re escorting, we can be teammates that strengthen them and add to their resources.”

“What about the Cambions?”

“We’ll sneak away when we get close enough. Even if we hired someone to escort us north, it’s not like we could take them straight into succubus territory, anyway. We don’t even know how they’ll receive us. This mission always had a certain level of risk. I’m hoping they’ll see me as one of them, but I don’t know how a group of monsters would treat others. In fact, it’d be best if you returned with them and left me at the colony-“

“Denied.”

“Min…” I frowned as he stared back at me, his face not giving a single centimeter.

“No more arguments.”

I gave a sigh and turned away. It wasn’t that I didn’t want Min there with me. However, I feared what would happen. The Incubus and Succubus were a race of beings that procreated with humans to continue their species. They were known as dream demons, and all the information we found on them couldn’t properly classify them between demon, monster, or demi-human.

As the stories told, Demi-humans were created by the gods as a failed attempt to create a being better than humans, generating the various beastmen, the elves, and the dwarves. Monsters were created when magic accumulated in animals. Some of these monsters felt compelled to rape women of the demi-human and human species. Once in a blue moon, this fertilization would succeed, leading to first generation demons. After a few generations, the bloodlines would even out with human mates and you’d find the more traditional demons like vampires, dracons, dryads, and lamia.

Seemingly, the more human-like monsters such as goblins and kobolds I believe are a result of magic-induced convergent evolution, although, that term doesn’t exist in this world except in description.  An alternative theory offered in some books that I couldn’t make up if I wanted to suggested they were created eons ago by dark wizards. Once I had heard that theory, I couldn’t stop laughing and Min was deeply confused about why I felt something as dangerous as “dark wizards” was amusing. That reminded me that when we spoke of this world where magic was a reality, it very well could have been dark wizard’s experiments carried out to create monster armies. My humor quickly diminished after that.

While Min seemed to be watching the changes of expression on my face as my mind wandered, I finally decided to get things over with. We only seemed to be burning daylight at this point. I handed Min a smaller portion of the available gold to buy supplies and then took the rest. She gave me a worried look. Ten gold coins and some change was not enough to make a reasonable request at the guild.

However, my goals had changed, and I was feeling pretty good about it. I left the inn and headed my way towards the adventuring guild. Most people didn’t enter an adventuring guild unless they were looking to make or take a request, so even though I didn’t have a card no one would stop me at the door. I was relieved to see that Jerard and his women weren’t present. Well, I didn’t expect the women to enter the guild at all. Even I found myself drawing many uncomfortable looks as I walked over to the receptionist. Adventuring guilds still had the mentality of an all-boy’s club.

The receptionist was a man with a beard. He looked unfit to be out adventuring himself with a large gut and lame eye, but he seemed at home in a job standing behind the desk.

“Hello, miss, have a request?” he asked gruffly, but politely.

“No,” I took a deep breath and continued on, “Actually, I was looking to see if there were any requests heading north.”

“You don’t look like an adventurer, you got a card.” He spoke with disbelief while giving a nod to the request board on the other side of the room.

The room seemed to quiet down and I could hear some whispering behind me. I ground my teeth in annoyance. This was much like the conversations I had in the past.

“A woman, huh?”

“Fresh meat?”

This was the bane of all women in the adventurer’s guild. Jerard’s party was a bit of an abnormality. In general, there were very few woman adventurers at all. I had no doubt that Jerard handled this kind of stuff while the girls avoided the guild.

“No, um… actually, I was hoping to offer my services to any group heading north. My companion and I are heading in that direction. I was hoping you could point me to any adventurers heading in a similar direction.”

“Services? What kind of services?”

“Ah, well, my companion is an accomplished swordsman. I can make potions and know a bit of healing magic.” I was stretching out my own usefulness, but to try to sell it I added. “I can offer a bit of money, if…”

The look on the receptionist’s face immediately caused me to realize I’d said the wrong thing.

He broke out into a chuckle and shook his head. “Let me guess. You need an escort and you can’t afford one, so you want to pretend you’re contributing so you don’t have to make an expensive request. I’ve seen this sort of thing before.”

I didn’t know if I was more pissed from his condescending tone or the fact that he had so quickly seen through my intentions. Where did the skill of manipulation go at this time? I had been completely seen through, and it was embarrassing as much as anything.

“I’ll have you know that either of our skills is equal to any second-class adventurer…”

“Oh, so you’re not even at your second-class yet? That explains much.” He raised his hand to stop me while I was starting to turn red with anger and embarrassment. “Don’t say anything more. I’ve heard enough.”

“You…” I wasn’t going to leave the guild without being dragged out kicking and screaming.

However, the receptionist snapped his fingers before I could speak. “Now, that I think about it, I remember you. You’re the one who was bawling out in front of the guild yesterday in her boyfriend’s arms. Skinny, short little pretty boy, right?”

“Min’s a very proficient fighter.”

“Ah, he is then?” The man chuckled. “Hey, boys, remember that stick-lad the other day? She says you guys oughta be careful of him!”

I heard chuckling from behind me and my back stiffened, but I didn’t spare the rest of the room a look. Instead, I glowered over at the receptionist. I could wrap him and every other person in this room around my finger in moments. I could turn them into my own little puppets. Min had defeated the Bandit King Denova in one-on-one combat and forced him to flee. There was not a man in this Adventuring guild that he couldn’t beat. How dare they!

My fist clenched tightly as my mind scanned through all the ways I could wipe this so-called guild off the planet. But with some willpower, I let my fist loosen. I had promised myself I wouldn’t resort to those kinds of tactics anymore. I was trying to do these sorts of things honestly. Why did being a hero have to be such a royal pain in the ass?

As the receptionist watched me shiver with rage, he loosened his features and dropped the grin, leaning closer to me and speaking in a gentler voice. “Look, I’m not your enemy. The guild here exists for a reason. It keeps the clients, and it keeps the adventurers safe. It allows for safe and peaceful transactions which are insured by the nation.”

“For a pretty woman like yourself, you don’t want to work outside the guild. I’ve known entire female parties wiped out because of jealous women, horny men, or both. Husbands dragging their wives into adventuring only for them to be raped or worst. It’d be easy for a woman such as yourself to leave with a group of men and never be seen again. Raped, left for dead, or sold into slavery. When you reach the second class, maybe you’ll have the strength to keep yourself safe, although if I had things my way women wouldn’t be allowed to join at all. Woman seem to add a temptation that tears apart every group they join.”

“Just last month, I heard of a wife and husband duo. Been adventuring with two long-time friends for six months. One of the friends was coveting his wife, so during a vital quest he betrayed and let the husband die. Then, he slit the other friend’s throat and had his way with his friend’s wife. Did all kinds of horrible things to her before he killed her… That sort of thing happens all the time if you’re not careful.”

“Then who told the story?” I asked with a frown.

“Hmm?” He put on a confused look. “The story?”

“Well, if the husband died, the friend died, and the wife died, who was left to spread this tale? Would the rapist go on to reveal his own evil deeds?”

Of course, I had already heard this story or a very familiar one like it. I suspected it was one of those urban legends that were spread around these parts. Whether it happened all the time or even if it happened at all was something worth my suspicion. In some versions, the wife was still alive, but her face and body were ruined. In those, the rapist was hanged, making the entire story a tragedy all brought on by the presence of a woman. In less intelligent versions, the sound of the rape brought monsters to their campfire and they were both eaten alive, leaving nothing but the remains discovered by another party. Either way, this was the story I heard every time I talked about joining the guild.

The receptionist seemed very flustered as he scratched his beard and furrowed his brow as if truly trying to come up with the answer to my question. I waved my hand and shook my head.

“I’m sorry. Nevermind. I simply must go north at any cost. The pair of us can do it on our own, but I was hoping to make this journey easier for ourselves and others. Is this not possible?”

The receptionist shrugged and gave a wry smile as he held out his hands. I gave another sigh and shook my head, turning away in defeat. Perhaps I could send Min in later and have him try something else. Already, most people assumed he was a guy by his dress, so it was possible that simply being seen as a male would make him more successful. Even though some reasoning made sense, I still found the sexism of this world very aggravating.

Feeling defeated, I stood in front of the Adventurer’s guild and let out a deep breath. I still had my gold. Worst case scenario, we open up shop. I spend the gold on alchemy supplies. I can work on selling potions while Min joins the guild and does a few simple missions. It might be summer by the time we can afford to head north, but it wasn’t like I was on any kind of time schedule.

I hated being unable to earn experience for myself, but there were many people who went their entire lives stuck in first class. This kind of thinking felt too much like giving up on my dreams.

“Oi, I heard you talking in there. You really got healing?”

A voice came to my side and I turned to see a large man with an ax strapped to his back. Unlike the fat receptionist, he was considerably more fit, with arms the size of a lumberjack and armor that even included chain links.

“Yes. The pair of us would be an advantage to any team.” I said this as a fact, shoving down the bit of hope that ignited.

“How much gold?”

“We have 8 gold,” I stated plainly, intentionally lowballing.

He winced at that, and I fought the urge to throw anything more at him. Perhaps, if I just used my seduce and eye of the beholder skills a little? One or two uses and I could make sure that he would do it for half that amount.

“We leave at daybreak. We’re heading north to the Trident Mountain. Good skin for armor up there. If you can keep the boys healthy, it’d probably be worth it. Don’t make me regret it in front of my party.”

“We won’t.” I almost gave him a curtsy as I excitedly reached out and took his hand.

“Name’s Tark. Party is called Knifefall.” He shook his head as if he was still conflicted, then turned around and headed back into the Adventurer’s guild with a shrug.

“Thanks!” I let out just as the door shut, then gave a giant breath of relief.

Finally, it was done. Things were rocky there for a bit, but we’d finally be able to go to the colony. In less than two weeks, I’d be on my way to the second-class. I practically raced back to the inn, unable to hide the grin on my face. We’d be turning in early for a very active day tomorrow. My adventure was only just getting started.

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“Why… does… this… feel… so… good!” Snow White cries out.

After Ariel finishes up her blowjob, swallowing everything down like the good girl she is, the pair of you work on cleaning Elena and Snow White. Both girls are quite resistant, although in entirely different ways. It is a sort of gap between the two women that makes a lot of this so fun.

Elena is the shy type, so she desperately tries to cover her body, crouching into a protective ball to hide her parts from your hands as you rub them all over her body. She wears a blush the entire time. Snow White’s defense mechanism is more passive defiance. She’d give you a dark glare, and when you wand her to move a leg or the like, she will dig in here heels and refuse to move.

It is this way that you discover her ticklish spot is on her inner thigh. While she doesn’t smile, she does twist and move every time you touch them. She’d even kicks out with enough force that had you not left your status as quadruple her own you might have found yourself flying out of the tub. As is, you force the girls to bath like obstinate children, cleaning every crack and nook thoroughly. Both girls are shining by the time you and your partner in crime are finished. Although, the two of you seem to go a little too far by the end.

Ariel drags Elena out of the water. She spreads her legs and forces her open in front of you with Ariel’s heels wrapped around Elena’s legs. The much smaller Elena couldn’t fight back. Ariel has become very focused on cleaning Elena’s insides. That is to say, she is rapidly flicking her fingers over her clit. Elena is completely red, sexual feelings she is unused to shooting through her body.

“Ah, ah, ah… it feels weird. Stop Ariel, please stop!” She is crying out but Ariel already has it in her mind to finish the job.

Meanwhile, you bent Snow White over the pool. You are simply making sure she was absolutely clean. So, a couple of fingers slipped into her tight butthole, so what? And, well, naturally, your dick follows.

Elena is spread open in front of you being fingered and forced to expose herself to you, and Snow White’s green ass is warm and tight right in front of you. No one could expect you to restrain yourself, right? So, you start plowing Snow White in the ass, while enjoying the show of Elena being fingered.

“Does fucking your ass feel good?” You ask as you slap it.

“Yes… damn you… why? I love it. Take my ass! Take it.” Snow White shouts in a growl.

“Hmm… I wonder if I can get you to squirt by fucking your ass.” You wonder out loud.

“Eh, squirting? That’s something only guys can do, right?” Elena said through gritted teeth, clearly trying to use anything as a distraction.

“Ah, I suppose guys squirt cum…” You say casually like your hips aren’t thrusting into a girl’s behind with enough force to make a slapping sound after each thrust. “But if you get a girl built up enough, it won’t just leak out, but shoot out with force.”

“Ah, how embarrassing…” Elena turns her head.

“Oo!” Ariel suddenly lets out an exclamation as her eyes brightened. “Race you?”

“Eh?” You ask.

“I’ll make Elena squirt with my hands before you make Snow White squirt with anal!”

“Hey!”

“What?”

“You’re on!”

As the two girls at the source of the bet yell out a protest, you agree and start to pick up the pace. The pair of you violate your victims with extreme prejudice.

Of course, the victor would always be you. It’s not like you don’t have complete control of a woman from the beginning. You shove the Goblin Queen up so that she is spread eagle in front of Ariel and Elena her ass hanging over the pool edge where you still pound into her ass, splashing water with each thrust.

A moment later she lets out ecstatic screams, and liquid like a fountain bursts out of her, shooting across the wet floor, some of it shooting past Elena and Ariel’s toes and landing between their outstretched legs. Snow White looks down in complete shock as wave after wave clenches her stomach and causes liquid to shoot out like a rocket.

It was only a few seconds later when Elena erupts too, her juices shooting to the point where it almost hits Snow White. Yikes… that was close, Ariel is quite skilled at satisfying women. You need to stop making bets where the outcome has such a tight margin. Although, it is just Ariel and you didn’t set any price, so even if you lost it would have been fine. On that note, Ariel shows no disappointment in loosing as she laughs and throws her arms around Elena whose desperately trying to cover herself as she shakes from orgasms and leaks out in front of an audience, tears falling down her cheeks.

Ariel’s punishment is to be made to squirt as well. When she goes off, even though the other girls are on the floor gasping for breath quite a distance away, they end up getting covered in Ariel’s lust. All four of you have to get back in the bath to clean up the mess afterwards.

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As the purist and most untainted of the group, it is of course Elena whom you selected. She let out a surprised little ‘eh’ sound while all the other girls gave you disappointed looks. Of course, the bath could include all the girls, but you didn’t want the girls to lose their individual personalities. As long as you dealt with a few at a time, you could engage them one on one and enrich your relationship with them. However, as soon as you turn things into a dogpile, every girl suddenly just becomes one of a bunch of penis holders and every girl looks exactly the same.

“Why me?” Elena looks like she is about to cry as you point at her.

“Well, isn’t that obvious? As a former man, it’s most appropriate that you take care of me in the bath!”

“Work hard, sister!” Jasmine pats her on the pack while biting back her own jealousy.

She seems like a caring sister, so you reward her with another pat on the head, dodging as her hand tries to “accidentally” grab your crotch.

So, this is how you end up in a giant hot spring style hot tub complete with a light waterfall, plants and flowers giving a tropical outdoor feel, and a starlight night ceiling created with magic. It is certainly the finest hot tub / hot spring you could imagine, with easily enough room for a hundred girls if you so desired it.

However, right now there is just one. She is naked and crouched on the ledge behind you. She had a washcloth and his scrubbing your back. Well, you weren’t born in the east, so the idea of scrubbing first on a hard uncomfortable bench and then getting into the warm tub wasn’t your style. You used magic to remove any dirty particles, and then dived right in, leaving Elena to scrub your body as you sat in the pool.

She is desperately trying to prevent body parts from being exposed as she scrubs you, which is silly because you’re not even looking in her direction. Well, you decided that Elena is going to be your official bather from now on, and you’re going to steadily build her to cleaning with her chest. She didn’t have much of one, but when she’s so innocent and pure, you can’t help but get enjoyment over a steady corruption.

The second reason Elena became your choice is of course the tale swinging anxiously behind her and those two cat ears. Grimhilde’s demon horns were just horns, and she felt no sexual gratification from having them touched. However, you intend to thoroughly wash Elena once she’s done with you, which will also be fun. Getting to wash her cat tail while she twists and blushes makes you hard just thinking about it. Well, it would, but circumstances made that unnecessary.

A moment later, a door opens and a naked, green, person walks into the bath. They are quite dirty themselves, to the point where they had just as much grey and brown as green skin. There was dried blood from various cuts and splashed of dirt and mud everywhere. She still hadn’t even washed her face, which was covered in dried spooge and spit.

“The girls said I smelled and had to bath immediately, even if… the warrior who bested me was here.” She said uncomfortably.

Although, she looked uncomfortable, it didn’t seem to be from being naked. She unashamedly stood, showing off her black fur patch and pleasant green boobs that ended with dark green, nearly black nipples.

You wave your hand nonchalantly, and the dirt on her is obliterated. She still doesn’t look fresh or clean, but for all intent and purposes she would dirty the bathwater with anything but her own natural scene. That scent was completely human. She had a heavy, earthy aroma as a goblin. It was clear the goblins had a low sense of hygiene and produced a strong natural musk. It wasn’t disgusting though.

She looks wonderingly at her arms where all the blood and cuts healed instantly. “You… are truly much more powerful than I had predicted.”

You give a shrug. “I am what I am. If you have the strength, you might as well use it to get what you want. Get in.”

Remarkably, she responded to the order, getting into the bathtub. She made no attempts to clean herself, she seemed to have no desire take care of these kinds of duties.

“Do you shave down there, then?”

The question made Snow White go rigid, and she responded stiffly. “That is… I was told… that a woman who shaved gained power over men, so I took every advantage offered to me.”

You let out a laugh and she furrowed her brow as she gave you a glare until you finally shook you hand. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It does have power over a man, but only in the sense that it arouses his sexual desires. Then again, there are men who like hairy and natural too.”

After a moment, she calmed down and nodded, then stiffened again. “I suppose then, you have your desires? You plan to shame me again in this tub, warrior.”

“Ah, what? I already got that covered.” You bring your hand up and a head bursts forth from the water.”

“Is something the matter, Hero, I’m still good!” Ariel gives you a glowing smile, only put off a little by slightly puffy lips from giving all she’s got under water.”

“No, you may continue…” you shove her head back under water without a second.

You had removed her need to breath using a magic spell, so she was free to work as long as possible. She had actually snuck into the bathtub before you got there, but after having trouble with the so-called breathing thing, it was her idea to have you remove that need. To her credit, Ariel is quite skilled “under the sea”, as it were.

Elena, meanwhile, had a front row view as she watched your back, right over your shoulder was Ariel going to town on your massive cock. She has her head lowered and a blush for that very reason.

Snow White gave a sigh that sounded partially in relief with just a tinge of regret. “Then, I won’t be needed for that kind of thing.”

You give a laugh. “You say that like I’d ever leave you off that easily.”

She shrinks back slightly as a dark smile forms on your lips.

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“See, things worked out for the best.” You pat Jasmine’s head and Ariel’s behind.

Jasmine seems like she wants the same treatment as Ariel, but you ignore it and she doesn’t press her desire for physical contact.

Snow White is kneeling on the ground. She is covered by baggy clothing now, but is still filthy and smells of sex and dirt. Her hands are tied behind her and her eyes are down on the ground.

“I sent Merida to inform the villagers that the army has been defeated, but they’ll want answers, hero-san.”

You shrug. “Just tell them the truth, I challenged their Queen to a battle and defeated her, so her army was subdued.”

Each of the girls had odd looks on their faces in response to the word “defeated”. They had to some extent seen the treatment you had given the Goblin Queen as clearly as all of her army. For most of the girls, this isn’t particularly surprising, although Belle is thinking that she had gotten off easily while Elena seems concerned about what you’d do to her one day. Jasmine only seems eager, and you are a little annoyed none of the other girls blocked her sight during the RC-18 stuff. That’s a crime to expose kids to those kinds of sights, you know!

“I wish I was defeated…” the murmur came from Ariel who threw you a seductive look.

You slid your hand up her dress to find her not wearing any underwear. Your fingers immediately slip into her wet and waiting cunt. She lets out a little squeal of delight as you start petting.

“I’ve already conquered you, bitch.”

“Mm…” She gives you a loving smile as you finger bang her in front of the other woman.

None of them even seem to respond to it at this point.

“My love, what do you plan to do with this goblin?” Grimhilde asked.

“Ah, well, I figured she’s a spoil of war. If I return her she might cause trouble, so I’ll just move her to the mansion and keep her on a short leash.”

Although that is an expression, the girls are looking at you like you might literally collar her and put her on a leash. Well, it’s not like that is necessarily a bad idea. However, you could control her enough by holding her hair, so a leash seems like overkill.

“You won’t cause trouble anymore?” Aurora asks this question directed straight at Snow White.

Snow White doesn’t respond, and the harem all give each other worried looks.

“She asked you a question.” You backhand Snow White across the face, causing her to fall to her side, dirtying herself even more.

“Have you not shamed me enough!” She yells back.

“What would you have done if you had won? Would you not have slaughtered everyone in the village? Your army merely raped a bunch of sex toys, but I saw the shape of them once they were done. Not a single one was left undamaged. Are you saying you wouldn’t have let your army do the same to Riun’s women? To my girls…” The expression on your face must have been quite scary when you spoke of your harem, because she was shrinking back while her face turned slightly yellow in an expression you realize is blushing. “Why did you even attack humans in the first place?”

“I did so as a request of the Demonlord!” The Goblin Queen states in defense. “I made an agreement with her that if I moved on the human world, we’d form an alliance and goblins would finally gain the land we deserve.”

You frown and turn over to Grimhilde with a raised eyebrow. “Hey, Demonlord, what’s she talking about.”

Grimhilde raises her hands. “Hey, don’t look at me! It wasn’t my orders! It must have been one of my sisters!”

“Huh? Sisters?”

This time Grimhilde tilted her head before shaking it and sighing. “I forgot you didn’t come from this world. You didn’t even realize I was the demonlord when you attacked my castle. I’m simply one of seven demonlords. We each rule our own demon country. My country is Nana. Our country shares the greatest amount of border with the human countries, therefore, we tend to be the main country to interact with humans. For your information, there are three human countries that border the demon world, Aurora and Ariel’s country is only one of them.”

“So, this demonlord is from one of the other countries that touches the human world?”

“Maybe…” Grimhilde frowns as she thinks. “The only other country that touches the human world is Mut, and my sister there would have to put great risk on herself should we start a war between humans and demons. It may very well be one of my sisters from the inner countries. Certainly not Hito… maybe Itsu…”

“Why would they want to start a fight?”

Grimhilde puts on a wry smile. “Profit of course. Any war would ravage my own country, but they get to rack in all of the boons of war. Prestige, slaves, treasure… they risk nothing and gain everything, while my country is ground to dust in the middle! Humans tend not to know the difference between a demon and a monster. If an army of monsters attacked, they would likely blame the demon world and counterattack my country. While we struggle to survive, my ‘generous’ sisters will swoop in to save us and stand up for demon kind, racking in the rewards in the process. This Snow White was likely merely a pawn in their ploy.”

Snow White twitched at the insults, but otherwise remained impassive. She isn’t broken like the bandit girls. Quite the opposite, in fact. She seems extremely defiant. A single encounter might not be sufficient to break her bad attitude.

“Well, these things aren’t really my concern. We’ve prevented this so-called war, so let’s head back to the mansion and clean up. Who wants to bath me?”

With the exception of Snow White, Belle, and Elena… every other girl excitedly volunteered.

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