Warning: Contains spoilers, especially if you are not up to the most recent chapters on Power of Creation! 

Ariel Ramsey:

A sexy, beautiful, 16-year-old princess, she was sheltered by her father to the point that she lacks much of this world’s common sense, let alone awareness of the world around her. A brunette with curly long hair and lusciously smooth, pale skin, her pert D breasts were expanded to size F and she was given shapelier hips by you. After you break her in with every sort of sexual deviance you could conceive, her naive nature and poor common sense were broken to the point where sex and you are the only things she thinks about. She considers herself your “bitch” and frequently aids you in raping other women. She’s very handsy with other members or potential members of your harem, desiring for every woman to reach sexual nirvana under your care. She calls you “hero”, expressing the way she idealizes you.

Mulan:

Resurrected from the corpse of a young red dragon who ran away from home you accidentally killed your first day, Mulan has a youthful body appearing round 12 years of age, although Mulan herself is 192 years old. She has fiery red hair, red reptilian eyes, B-cup boobs, and a bald pussy, although she can return to a red dragon form big enough to carry several people. She talks with a raspy voice that tries to sound more violent than her voice box can produce, often referring to herself in the third person. Normally domineering and conceited, she acts more docile after you break her in. While she isn’t as sexually minded as much of the harem and has a typical tsun personality, her extremely competitive nature leads to her being easily peer-pressured into giving it her all in bed. She also has an attraction to shiny things and treasures, both the valuable and sentimental kind. She refers to you as her ‘master’ and has accepted her place as your dragon and servant.

Aurora Ramsey:

Queen of the kingdom that summoned you and mother to Ariel, she was just as sheltered and isolated as her daughter, but has the common sense, wisdom, and experience from age her daughter lacks. Looking more like Ariel’s big sister, they have very similar appearance, and similar body shape (after you modified both of them), but she’s about ten years older in appearance. After being impregnated by you, she takes on a motherly like persona, and accepts the strange dynamic between you, her, and her daughter as long as she can remain with her family, which she cherishes more than anything. Her sex life with the king was lackluster, so she finds her new life more satisfying, but she is typically more restrained than anyone else. She calls you “hero-san”, suggesting she sees you as an equal.

Grimhilde:

The demonlord of the country Nana which borders the human territories. She has long black hair, violet eyes, D-sized breasts, and a great figure. She about twenty years old, and is a rather young and inexperienced demonlord. Her only demonic appearance is 2 small horns on her head and a spade-shaped tail she usually keeps hidden. Her territory is under a great deal of strain in recent years. You blackmail her into sex with her father’s life. After finding out she dislikes the taste of semen, you cause her to be irreversibly addicted to your seed. She remains by your side to continue to feed her addiction, but after you help repair many of the problems of her country, she comes to see you as worthy of her love. She typically has a pragmatic, mature personality when not desperately feeding her addiction. She refers to you as “my love”, which is either a reflection of her own feelings or where she wants her feelings to go.

Merida:

A loyal wyvern rider and knight from the country that summons you, she is fiercely loyal to the queen and princess. After being teleported into the forest and becoming lost for four days without food, she becomes quite the glutton at the dinner table, always eating enough for several women. While her body isn’t particularly muscular, she is fit. She has long blond hair, blue eyes, and massive size H breasts. Her breasts are abnormally large and don’t actually fit her body, leaving her top-heavy and just a bit clumsy. She is impregnated with your second child so that she can act as the milk-maid for both babies. Typically, she is absent-minded, but also kind, loyal, and polite. She’s very quiet and conservative, preferring to bare her pain and discomfort in silence, she’ll avoid complaining if she feels it will inconvenience others. She can also produce breastmilk within moments of being impregnated. She calls you “daddy” as a call-back to her naivety and innocence.

Elena:

A cat demi-human street rat and Jasmine’s brother. He was working as a pickpocket with a group of street thugs to make enough money to treat his little sister’s illness. After confusing him for a girl and rescuing him, you take him and his sister in, inadvertently changing his sexual parts to a girl. Despite being sixteen, she has a small under-developed body and clearly no breasts to speak of. She has black hair which matches the black fur of her cat ears and tail as well as golden, cat-like eyes. She’s very innocent and pure, much like a pure pre-corrupted Ariel, so you have avoided breaking her in yet. She’s too trusting and thus easily bullied by others. She has a deep-rooted love for her sister. She stays with you out of a sense of responsibility after you saved her sister and the strong belief that you’ll give her sister a better life. When you go to have sex with her, you learn that he was never a he, but always a she, although she wasn’t aware of it. She call’s you “sweetheart” as a nod to her sweet nature.

Daisy, Minnie, Dinah, and Sylvia:

Four identical twin bandits. While not on par with the rest of the harem in looks, you modify them to have perfect D sized breasts, nice rounded asses, and perfectly pale and scarless skin despite their formerly rough appearances. In order to differentiate them, you further change them so each girl has different colored hair both on top of their head and in their pubic region. Individually, Daisy wears her green hair slicked back with a bow in the middle and has pursy lips, Minnie has yellow hair tied into two pigtails and mouse-like features, Sylvia’s blue hair has a slightly librarian appeal, and Dinah’s purple hair was parted in the middle and runs down the sides of her face like long dog ears. Whiny, pathetic, and stupid… the four are often punished by your ire, and only function as disposable maids for your mansion, earning the name the baka maids (stupid maids). They’re prone to swearing and have vulgar, uncultured tongues. You also tied all four of them together with magic, so what one feels, the other three feel. They call you “boss”, accepting their place under your employ after you slaughtered their entire guild.

Jasmine:

A ten-year-old girl and tiny-trap, she’s much less restrained than her brother/sister. Immediately deciding that her future lies with you, she makes sure to push herself and her brother on you as strongly as possible, even offering up her brother’s virginity and innocence if it allows them to stay by your side. While spending her entire life sickly and shamelessly having to depend on her brother to survive after their parents died, you restoring her to health gave her a second life, and she’s unabashedly given that life to you. As the only non-monster, non-noble in your harem, she’s the only one who actually knows how to cook. While working as your cook, she’s determined to have you take her virginity and impregnate her so that she won’t be discarded. She’s surprisingly worldly, and acts as she thinks is necessary so that you don’t forget her. She calls you “savior”, which is how she sees you. Like her brother, she’s a cat girl with black hair and golden eyes, but also like her brother she looks young for her age so she looks about eight. You’re never going to sleep with her. Ever.  Because the author isn’t going to write a scene between you and a ten-year-old girl. It ain’t happening. He likes not being called a pedophile and he likes not going to jail. He’s willing to stretch things a bit with younger “appearing” girls, but there is a line, and it shan’t be crossed. So, quit asking.

Kida:

Close to seven feet tall, Kida has long curly brown hair, a muscular body, and massive size L boobs, however, because of her large size they don’t appear too out of place. She is the assistant head of the guild and effective go-to person in the city of Riun.  She’s attractive, with her muscles being well-proportioned rather than ridiculous like a body builder. Her garbs leave little to the imagination, and she feels no embarrassment showing her nearly bare body. She’s also exceptionally fast, with S ranked credentials in the Adventurer guild. She has skill both in bare-knuckle fighting and swordsmanship. Her tendency to crush people who join the guild has given her a reputation as a tyrant, but in reality she simply wants to protect people by not letting those who aren’t ready join. She’s generally really kind and not particularly sociable, which has often lead her to talk with her fists first. Despite that, while easily excitable, she’s not the dumb muscle brain she appears, and is actually clever, strong, loyal, and willing to die to protect the people and city she cares about. She refers to you as “rookie”, pointing out that she has already accepted you as a member of her guild and someone worthy of protecting.

Belle:

A bitchy receptionist at the Adventurer’s guild, her misandrist behavior puts off a lot of starting adventurers which Kida uses as a kind of psychological test. In appearance, she’s a cute girl with long straight dark brown hair tied in a pony tail, a dark complexion, glasses, and an hour glass figure. Her breasts are size D. She has wide hips which makes a perfect heart-shape when looking at her bent over from behind. She’s also a complete lesbian and hardcore pervert. Easily suggestable and tempted with a generally weak personality, she succumbs to pressure easily, doing things she normally wouldn’t do. She’s had poor success with the ladies, often using any large phallic object she can find to satisfy her perverted nature. Petty and weak-minded, she wouldn’t hesitate to use her body to get what she wants. After you convince her to violate Kida and she’s subsequently fired, she remains with you partially because she feels she’s protecting Kida and taking her place for loosing in your match, and partially to enjoy time with your harem. Most of the girls ignore her, having been pushed into various girl-on-girl situations already at the hands of Ariel, so her general perversions go unnoticed. She’s also passive aggressive, and will try to pay people back by pranking them in sometimes meanspirited ways. She calls you a “beast” after you had your way with her, but even if she doesn’t love you, she’s seems to love the harem that loves you, and that seems to be enough.

Cinderella:

All the victims of a serial rapist and murderer were kept in the mortal plane with his necromancer powers. Upon dying, they finally could pass on, but all of their negative energy and unfulfilled desires mixed with the energy of a night of sex with your harem and led to the creation of a vengeful spirit. After fulfilling some of the unfulfilled desires of the former spirits, the spectre allows you to place it in a vessel where you can continue to fulfill the dreams and desires of all the women who lost their lives. Cinderella is cold and emotionless, her face showing very little expression, even when the desires are met. Still, it feels a compulsive need to have those desires met, the main one of which is to be in a properly loving relationship. However, it based all it’s understanding of what love is on your night of debauchery with your harem, thus believing abusive and rough sex is an expression of love. While the original spectre resembles the girl from the grudge, the vessel you create is basically a picture-perfect sex doll. Flawless skin, big wide hips, very skinny waist. The only retaining feature is the very long, silky, black hair which nearly reaches her buttocks and she often combs to cover her eyes. She refers to you as “darling”, a display of her misplaced love.

Snow White:

While much shorter than Kida, she’s got a similar physique. Snow White is actually green in color. She’s a goblin who was discarded as a child. When she was found and saved, she was snow white from the cold, which is where she got the name. She has long black hair that typically isn’t combed and a black patch above her pussy. She looks quite ferocious, but with the exception of the green skin, a few ridges on her nose, and pointy ears she doesn’t look all that much different from a human. She is quite powerful, even exceeding Kida’s S rank. She’s typically crass, stubborn, ornery, and unhygienic. While she respects strength and will attack any task fullheartedly, she will also push back if things don’t go her way. Being naked doesn’t phase her, but she considers sex shameful, and being seen deriving sexual pleasure as a weakness worthy of embarrassment. However, being shamed and humiliated is sexually arousing to her, a fact she’d never admit. You modify her body so that her ass can take an abnormally strong pounding, and also derive a more than normal amount of sexual pleasure from anal penetration. While you could say that Mulan is more dere than tsun, the opposite could be said about Snow White. She calls you “warrior” as a term of respect for your overbearing power.

Tiana Rhysemen:

An elf girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, and pure white skin. She looks like a traditional Ojou-sama with size C breasts and a thin, wispy form. Her father is a human noble, and he strived to get her to act like the picture-perfect noble, which she fought to do even as she was secretly bullied by the other noble children, unbeknownst to her father. Her strong desire to be seen as nobility has given her an extreme petulance towards those she perceives as beneath her. She loves her father, and will suffer in quiet as to not inconvenience him, but she becomes extremely whiny and demanding towards those she deems inferior. Betrayed by the other nobles, her father and her move back to their deceased uncle’s mansion as a last option to continue to live the life they are accustomed. Tiana is typically haughty and spoiled, but you eventually tell her that nobility are all filth. This breaks her a little, as she convinces herself that being filthy is the best path to being seen as a noble. She quickly grows a perversion where being dirtied and ridiculed excites her sexually. She continues to call you “commoner” as a part of her broken way of thinking.

Maleficant: 

The fifth demon lord and Grimhilde’s sister, Maleficant has the small body of child. She wears her red hair in twin pigtails. She has a single small horn. Her demon tail ends in a diamond. She tends to be boastful, prideful, arrogant, and most of all manipulative. She likes to take things from others, and takes particular pleasure depriving her sister of the stuff she values. While she’s highly sexual, her incredibly small body and bad luck prevented her from ever really doing much, most of her previous sexual encounters devolving to light rubbing and little satisfaction. Thus, she’s oddly naive about sex, despite being sexual to the point of sluttiness. She’s also very childish at heart, liking stuffed animals and childlike things. She’ll do anything if she thinks it will get her her own way, and when all else fails she will devolve into tantrums, lying, and spoiled behavior until she gets what she wants. She lost her kingdom thanks to the betrayal of her loyal demon general. She calls you “tiny-pervert“, because let’s face it, if you like her character, you probably are.

Megara:

Megara was a hero from Earth summoned to this world by a slug-like demon general who possessed her body and used it as its host for many years. When the demon found the hero Florian more desirable, it abandoned her and possessed him. Although a dark-haired, dark-eyed Japanese beauty in appearance, her behavior is far less reserved, causing her to be quite excitable. She knows about Earth and Waebo culture, and takes some pleasure in identifying herself as part of your harem. She may be your childhood friend, whom you forgot as a part of the magic that summoned her to this world. Although it’s just as likely you only put the belief that she’s your childhood friend into her mind, so that she didn’t break from the pressure of finding herself alone in this world after being possessed for so many years. Whether real or fake, she believes the pair of you agreed to be married as children and is determined to take charge of the harem and be your first-wife. She calls you simply her “childhood friend”. 

Nala:

A down to earth, impressionable, and easily flustered girl. She’s very fun to tease, but can be quickly reduced to tears and run away if the embarrassment is too much. She holds the appearance of a tomboy, with short brown hair, a small chest, and a girl next store kind of appearance. She was the childhood friend of the hero for years. After years of being turned cockblocked by the clueless hero, she has tons of pent up sexual tension. This manifest as her true nature which is something extremely sexually perverse, both wanting to try out all kinds of sex and often touching herself while thinking about sex. She’s prone to using whatever is available, including vegetables, in order to pleasure her sexual urges, but she always puts them back after washing them. She calls you her intimate “companion“.

Pocohontas:

A dark elf who was sent on a mission to save her tribe. She has big breasts, jet black hair, and dark skin. Unlike Tiana, she is very curvy, dispelling the myth of skinny elves.  She seeks to find out why her tribe is suffering from infertility. While she’s normally quiet, speaking few words in normal, in private she can be quite verbose. However, she mostly speaks of her often misguided teachings from her tribe, a matriarchy that has come to resent and put down men. She calls you her “benefactor“.

Rapunzel: 

A squirrel that was accidentally turned into a girl. She is watched by Elena, who often uses her as a toy to unleash her own sexual frustrations and bisexual tendencies left from when she was a boy. She has rodent like qualities, red rough and messy hair, and is somewhat feral! She has two large front teeth and freckles on her cheeks. She has a large bushy tail which is always raised up and thus very difficult to hide. Her chest is quite small, and she’s a bit scrawny in appearance. As it turns out, she was a spirit animal being used to spy on you, and when you turned her into a girl, you evolved her into an s-class monster called a Ratatoskr, which filled her head full of obscure and ancient knowledge. She will squeak when she becomes irate or flustered, and she calls you “owner” to reflect how she sees herself as your pet.

Mushu: 

Mulan’s big sister. She has long golden curly hair and golden reptilian eyes, but unlike Mulan, her boobs are exceptionally large and she’s taller than her sister. For her height, she actually has the largest boobs in the harem, which distresses her flat chested sister greatly. While considered a knockout beauty with a body designed to be played with (the best au natural toy), she is an extreme siscon. Even going so far as to magically appear as a man, she ignored all of the other dragons who sought her as a mate and focused almost completely on Mulan to the point even her father gave up on her. Mushu isn’t very bright and thus is easily fooled by people, however, she doesn’t put up with anyone who bugs her sister, never getting that the person who bugs Mulan the most is Mushu! She refers to you as “my lord“, possibly because she was training a dragon knight, to which the dragons are loyal to the hero.

Moana:

A woman described as having a polynesian appearance. She has silky smooth brown hair, a tight butt, light brown skin, size D boobs, and an otherwise curvy body that begs for attention. However, she is a dedicated officer of the LPD, a seemingly 4th wall breaking organization that protects Tinys from tiny perverts. Her over exuberant personality tends to frighten the very tinys she desperately wants to protect.  She refers to you as a “criminal“.

Ursula:

The sixth sister of the demon lords. A somewhat chubby girl who enjoys eating to excess and candy. She has normal C sized breasts and a normal brown hair and brown eyes. She’s more pragmatic than the other sisters, often prone to tsukkami-ing or taking issue with ridiculousness. She’s uncomfortable with her body, hiding her tail and never showing it to anyone and also appears to have no horns. She’s somewhat apprehensive about being in a relationship with you, although she refers to you as “prince“, because of your seeming attempt at becoming the Demon King as well as the fact she genuinely finds you attractive as a person.

Medusa:

The third sister of the demon lords. She has large breasts and a sensual body. Her eyes are red and she has a snakelike tail with a rattle on the end which she often uses to wrap her hips and accentuate them. She’s had many lovers in the past and many children. While she appears slutty, Medusa is perhaps one of the most loyal women, her lust being extremely single-minded. She refers to you as “my beloved“.

Anna / Elsa: 

Your first daughters. One was born by Aurora, while the other was born by Merida, but they end up looking exactly alike, except in reverse. They have half pink, and half black long hair, a mole under their eye, and a completed inverted appearance. They were instantly aged to sixteen as a result of a spell gone wrong. They appear to have the power of creation as well, but they are not as powerful as you, who has shed your mortal form and created a new body. It’s not clear where their knowledge comes from, but they’re incredibly curious and horny all the time. Anna appears to be slightly more mild, while Elsa is more aggressive. Both fight over your attention, and are prone to bickering and getting in trouble if left to their own devices.

Wendy:

The Matriarch of the Dark Elf tribe, she’s a man-hating masochist. She had a more “elf-like” form that Pocahontas, with a short stature and small boobs. She takes submissive play to the extreme, and will follow any order a man gives her, even to her own detriment, which strangely only fuels her hatred of men further.

Experiment #626:

A sex doll offshoot of the one used by Cinderella, she slowly grows to lead the rest of sex dolls. She’s a big sister type to them, although she has an ingrained need to receive strong orgasms which only you are capable of delivering. You start to become the only man who can scratch her itch.

Esmerelda:

The vampire part of a queen who used to rule the human realm. She is slightly fairly and just a bit intense. She tends to have a distaste for everything around her, and remains genuinely quiet and out of the way, except when she’s feeling particularly abandoned.

Lady:

A dog girl and head of the demi-human alliance. She was a last resort and was frequently overwhelmed by her situation. She is much happier just being someone’s bitch. She has a tendency to be easily taken advantage of, especially when it comes to gambling.

Giselle: 

A harpy queen. She’s responsible for generating the entire harpy army. She’s a monster and has a bit of a bird brain, but she knows where her loyalties lie.

Lillian:

The Demon Queen and a wolf girl. Wears a cowboy hat and long coat. She is the Guild Master of Riun. She was the former wife of the Demon God, and tends to have a bit of a superiority complex.

Tremaine:

The #1 Demon Lord of pride. She had black hair and a slim physique. She is actually very perverted, and enjoys many sexual games. Her husband and she are swingers, and are open to casual sex. They’ve decided they’d like you to be their third.

Flynn:

Tremaine’s husband, a red demon who can swap sexes at will. She likes denial play and is otherwise incredibly kinky. She looks like a typical demon unlike the demon lords, with red skin, red eyes, horns, a tail, and wings.

Gothel:

Gothel is one of the seven demon lords. She’s a bunny girl with a tendency to like to sleep. Known as the demon lord of sloth, she simply likes to fuck and sleep all day. She’s as horny as a bunny, and loves to give a reciprocate. She’s got white hair, bunny ears, and a bunny tail. She spends most of her time sleeping. She’s very laid back, but can be surprisingly knowledgeable or observant. She calls you her “boyfriend” due to the casual nature she sees all things.

 

 

 

 

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Perhaps excited isn’t the right word. More like enthusiastically. She was giving you hateful looks the entire time, but as she did it she also gave it her all. Despite her poor ability to swallow and suck, she had fairly decent control. You didn’t feel the least bit of teeth that you might get from an inexperienced girl. The Goblin Queen made sure to do the job right, and while she was sloppy, she made sure that you only felt her lips, tongue, and the inside of her throat. It wasn’t long standing there before you let yourself go and started blowing gobs of white seed down her throat.

The seed quickly bursts out of her mouth and starts running down her chin and chest. She is just as sloppy at swallowing seed as she is at swallowing spit. Well, that is what you thought, but as more and more of it splashes out of her mouth, you realize she isn’t swallowing it at all. She is just holding it in the back of her throat.

You finish and pull your cock out, and she looks up at you with an open mouth. Pools of white stuff filled all the way up to her lips. It overflows from her mouth and runs down her chin and onto her chest as well. She is actually running her hands over her chest, rubbing all the seed into her skin. A moment later she spits the seed out into her hand, and before you can frown, she suddenly smears it across her face.

She rubs the white, hot seed into her body like it’s lotion as you watch her curiously. After a moment, most of it has dried or rubbed into her skin, and from her forehead to her navel she’s covered in crusty seed.

As she notices you watching, she responds. “It is customary in our culture wear the evidence of our actions. We bath in the blood of our conquests, and shower in the shame of our defeats.”

“Ah, well, there is more where that came from. Bend over.”

“Have you not shamed me enough?” Snow White snaps hatefully.

“Shame has nothing to do with it?” You shrug. “I’m just taking what I want.”

As you speak, you shove her forward, putting her down on her hands and knees. She doesn’t resist as you grab the back of her hair and pull painfully while positioning her buttocks so her pussy is waging in front of you. She’s a bit wet, so you know this is exciting her even if she won’t admit it. She might be a bit of an exhibitionist after all.

“So then… you want to deflower this queen in front of all her men?”

“Hah? Who said I was planning on raping your pussy?”

Without another word, your cock still lubricated up with her spit dives savagely into her asshole. She lets out an agonizing scream. She tries to bring her head down and buck her back, but you grip and pull her hair savagely to the point it almost feels like it will rip from her scalp. You keep her head up so she has no choice but to scream towards her awestruck goblin army as you shove your mass into her tight asshole.

It takes some work too. Her ass, even spread as she was, is very tight, and as soon as you penetrate her, she clinches down hard. By the time you force your way in, painfully pulling on her hair as leverage, some blood is spilling out from tearing. Well, you are pretty big these days, so it wasn’t like it’d just slide right in carefully.

“You bastard!” She cries out as spit flew from her face as she tries to look back and give you a hateful glare.

Of course, with her hair in your grip, you control her head, and force her to look down at the dirt as you start to thrust into her without any care. She should be happy she gave such a slobbery blowjob, as it made it far more enjoyable to thrust into her with the extra lube.

The backdoor canal was tight and warm and intensely pleasurable, and you gained a great deal of enjoyment watching her green booty bounce in front of you. You started slapping it over and over again. The bruised ass starts to turn a yellow color, and you could see a yellow hand print on her green ass.

However, you weren’t a complete monster. You had your fun violating the Goblin Queen’s ass, but at the end of the day you still planned to put her in your harem. Thus, as you went, you used a little magic. You strengthened her asshole to be able to tolerate your abuse a little more, healing the damage. You didn’t make the hole less tight. Rather, you just made the skin more resilient to your abuse.

Second, you took the pleasure receptors triggered by her being pounded in the ass and amplified them a bit. Basically, you made her ass release some endorphins while it was being pounded. Like with Grimhilde and her lust for semen, you made being penetrated in the ass mildly addictive. Soon, Snow White is showing an absolutely disgusting face to all of her soldiers.

“Don’t… look… at me!” She barely got out between gulps of saliva she couldn’t swallow.

She’s panting like a dog. Her tongue is sticking out perpetually, her eyes are unfocused, and her hair is a mess. She wears a look of pure unadulterated pleasure. As her own worst enemy pounds her in the ass, you pull her hair and reveal her face to her army: a horny, lustful, ecstatic face that begged for more and more, never having enough of your cock. She wears an ahegao face without reserve. The shame buried itself in her. She never would have guessed she’d fall so far in all of their eyes in mere minutes.  She has become nothing but an anal slut, and the worst part, she didn’t even care. She just wants your dick in her ass. She wants to feel your seed fill her butt up. She wants it all.

You happily oblige, and a moment later thick gobs of semen shot deep into her colon until even that was full and it exploded all over her ass.

“Ah, AH, AH, it’s filling me up! AAAAhhhhhh!” she cries out to noone in particular as the dirty looks on her face are revealed to everyone watching.

You finally let go of her hair and she collapses to the ground, a complete mess from her once former glory, semen leaking out of her butthole and dry stuff all over her face. She lied in a dirty puddle of various juices, a fallen queen.

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*Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*

Those slobbery sounds are the sounds of Snow White, the so-called Goblin Queen, on her knees, drooling all over your dick. She is quite the messy BJ-er. She doesn’t seem to be able to keep the saliva in her mouth as she licks and gobbles up and down your mass.

She also appears to be a mouth breather, and frequently opens her mouth, gasping for air and blowing hot breath over your dick as she breathes it in. Innumerable strands of saliva run from her mouth to your cock, and it is dripping down her chin as she gives heavy gasping breaths. A little pressure on her hair, which you have in two painful grips, and she is back down on your cock.

Meanwhile, most of the goblins had finished making use of the sex dolls, and are now circled around the pair of you, watching silently as their feared Queen works her hardest to pleasure your member.

Ah, how did you end up in this situation? Well, it was touch and go for a bit there, but as you exchanged blows back and forth, she started to seem a bit more desperate for her sword to reach you.

“While I admit you are quite powerful, I can see you growing tired.” Snow White snorted. “Perhaps we should end this in the next blow?”

You laugh at her feeble attempts to stop things now. “Ah, why the rush? I enjoy watching you sweat. I’ll enjoy it more once I defeat you.”

She let out a scream and attacked with a furious series of swings. However, you had grown used to this battle and her style by now, and as you weren’t interested in her so-called do-or-die you just kept your distance and blocked only the most deadly of swings.

“Damn you, you coward!” Snow White screamed. “Stop dodging!”

As you laughed while jumping backwards, the moment you suspected was coming came. Whatever skill was locking your casting was lifted. It only had a set time, which seemed to be about ten minutes. Immediately, you created a fireball and tossed it at her. A look of fear exploded on her face as she dodged it. Another shockwave exploded from her body.

“Shit, another one!” you moved to cast another fireball, but nothing formed.

Snow White finally let out a laugh of triumph. “Hah! I was worried you’d have something up your sleeve, but it seems that I will be the victor. There is no use continuing to try.”

You let out a sigh with a flash of fear in your eyes. “Very well… we shall end this now.”

Snow White’s eyes brighten, and the pair of you race towards each other. Of course, you had casted an anti-magic magic the second your casting returned, so it was only for show. You only pretended you couldn’t make that last fireball.

While she was busy gloating, you brought up your status menu and were rapidly increasing your status. You quadrupled them, and so by the time the pair of you raced at each other, her measly abilities were that of a child throwing a tantrum.

A swing of your blade that moved faster than she could see. You swung it in every direction and a moment later the pair of you were on the opposite sides, facing away from each other. Your weapon was shivering from the raw power, however, there was not a single drop of blood on it.

You turned around to look at Snow White. She started to turn back to you with a confused look, but a second later there was an explosion. A loud tearing sound could be heard and every seam of her clothing and armor simultaneous ripped, bursting off her body before being instantly taken by the wind. Although her body had various mud splashes and a couple of cuts from your blade, it still was flawless and beautiful, a light green body with D sized breasts and well-toned muscles. You found yourself feasting on the naked visage of the Goblin Queen laid bare. Her green colored pussy was topped with a tidy black patch that showed she liked to groom, and you were curious if her insides were slightly pinker. She did seem to have red blood, after all.

“You think you’ve won?” The Goblin Queen roared, gripping the sword in her hand. “I’ll kill you for this!”

She immediately took another run at you, ignoring her nudity. To a normal human, her body blurred and it looked like she appeared in front of you in mere seconds, but to you she seemed impossibly slow. You didn’t even bother to move. A single swipe of your sword and hers was knocked from her hand. The sword went spiraling off somewhere, as Snow White found herself completely naked in front of you now without even a weapon. She was staring at you with wide-eyed shock, her hand still grasping a weapon that wasn’t there.

“I think I’ll take my reward now!”

You grab two fists full of her hair and force her to the ground in front of you. At first, she tries to resist, but with your strength stats already four times greater than hers, it’s more like pushing down an ornery child. She doesn’t resist as you jam your cock down her throat, and it only takes a moment before she is excitedly servicing you in front of her entire army.

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It was a little ridiculous having four people sitting on one side of the table while I sat alone on the other side. The companion and the trashbag seductress had taken one for each arm, while the nervous white mage had been pushed to the side, taking a seat next to the companion.

I eyed the white mage nervously. Of the group, she more or less invalidated the need for potions, which would kill my selling power. The only hope I had was her own nervous behavior. If she didn’t have confidence in her capacity to keep the group alive, I could use that to make the sale. Well, I wasn’t a merchant, but the art of manipulation could be tailored towards such ends.

Unfortunately, my character build as a seductress depended way too much on the sexual arts. Thus, I didn’t know how to manipulate someone from their coin without putting my body into it. Each time I did that, Jerard became flustered, the friend would start pinching his arm, and the trash bag seductress would start peacocking her cleavage.

“Do you mind if I analyze you?” I asked.

Rosetta seemed surprised by this question. Perhaps she was a noble after all since it was unusual for anyone but nobles to ask this question. I wasn’t sure how that carried over to Adventurer’s guilds though, so I decided it wouldn’t hurt to ask.

“Yeah, that’s fine!” Jerard answered before any of the girls could say anything.

A few looked like they wanted to object, but after he spoke none of them did. I looked at each of them in turn, which turned up a flat load of nothing. With maxed examine, the sheer amount of information that buzzed through my head was a bit hard to keep together.  They were all second classers, all lower level than Min. Most of my other abilities centered around finding out sexual experience… to which I found this group to be about as wholesome as they come. I took it for granted how depraved nobility usual was as I hadn’t expected all of these people to be completely clean of any interesting dirt. I had expected at least Rosetta had been around, but it looked like her whole sex persona was just for show.

“So, anyway, that’s my story.”

I put a few vials out on the table as samples. I didn’t really tell them much of a story. Simply that I needed money to go up north to find some ingredients, and I was looking to sell what I had in stock. The stock at this point included 12 healing cum potions, 5 rapid recovery potions, 2 normal potions, and 2 lubricant potions. Well, I explained the lubricant potion as something for wheel carts and the like. If they happened to discover its sexual properties that’s for them to reap the benefits. Given the group it seemed less likely.

My stock didn’t really have much left. I had a lot more when I left Reinhart. I’d been able to make some on the road. However, between selling them, experimenting on them, and giving them away to those in need, the numbers had dwindled. Adventurers also did sport the same kind of money as nobles, so selling a potion for over a gold coin, even a grade A potion, is not something I’d likely see this far out. Maybe in Nidia, but the farther you left civilization, the less valuable consumables become. This might seem counterintuitive, but potions aren’t necessarily needed. A single white mage, like the one sitting across from me, can quickly negate the need for these supplies, which makes them far more valuable than any potions I can brew. Unnecessary things that are difficult to stock become a luxury item.

Of course, I can heal people too, but it’s pretty hard to sell people on letting me kiss and lick them to make them feel better.

“We can take you!” Jerard declared after a few moments.

“Eh!” a strange voice shot out of the friend who like to pinch him.

The other two girls also looked panicked. Taking me north was clearly not part from their agenda.

“Ah… but I am looking to sell these, so I can afford to hire someone.” I responded sheepishly.

He waved his hand. “Oh, well, we can take these potions and that will be our payment, right?”

“Are you kidding me, Jerard, a request like that would cost at least 30 gold. I wouldn’t say there is more than 15 gold coins worth of potion here. That is if it even works…” the childhood friend, Daria, spoke first.

“I-I-I have analyze level 2… it says grade A and B… I think…” the girl called Mia tried to speak up in my defense.

“Doesn’t matter!” Rosetta cut her off. “Good potions or not, we already have a white mage. We can’t be taking on charity cases like this. Potions just aren’t worth that much, honey.”

Despite her attitude, I couldn’t argue with her conclusion. At best we were hoping to get 10 gold out of the stock. It’d cost 5 gold just to have enough provisions to make the trip. Hiring someone for the remaining 5 gold seemed almost like an impossibility. That’s what drove Min to suggest I sell my body in the first place.

“It might be considered a good practice to be owed a few by a skilled alchemist.” Jerard tried to fight against the two bitchy women as they put their feet down.

I gave a nod, hoping that somebody had jumped to that conclusion. Of course, I could just seduce Jerard now. It might tear apart their party, but I could make him impossibly loyal to me. I could also seduce all of them. It could be a party of adventurers who loved and would die for me. However, those kinds of thoughts didn’t come easy.

There was a time I thought like that, but that was when I first came to this world, desperate to cling to anyone to survive. The ramifications of those acts had bad consequences. Jenai’s brutal death was one such consequence. The me who wanted to be a hero couldn’t go around seducing people and turning them into her sex slaves. That was a me I wanted to put behind me. I’m not the same person I was then. I have Min. I’m level 30. I’ve accumulated a hefty supply of skills.

As I was pondering what to do, still slightly tempted by the prospect of just seducing them and turning them into my personal defense, a person suddenly came up to my side, putting their hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Min standing there. He had his head to the side as if asking what I was doing.

“Who, Is he?” The way Rosetta said it, breathily while jutting out her cleavage, quickly crossed me the wrong way.

“Ah, that.” I suddenly found it difficult to explain away the appearance of a second Bishounen style man appearing at the table. “He is, my… partner.”

“Partner…” Jerard’s face started to sink while the three girl’s faces looked bright like they had just seen a light at the end of a tunnel.

“Ah, yes, he’s quite skilled. A second classer like yourselves. I’d be, well, in addition to him. That is. So, he wouldn’t be much of a burden, you see…” I tried to explain it the best way I could.

Jerard’s face was starting to turn stubborn as I talked, and as if to add injury to insult, the girl’s started nodding as if they suddenly wouldn’t mind escorting us. Hey, I thought these girls were into Jerard. Are they really happy chasing after any pretty face? It wasn’t like I’m jealous. Min would never cheat on me, but I really didn’t want this trip to be any more uncomfortable than it had to be.

“Your friend, he wouldn’t be an elf, would he?”

“Mm.” Min sat down next to me, giving a single stoic nod.

The girl’s started whispering excitedly.

Jerard gave a nod. “I can see why you feel the need to get some extra protection then.”

“What do you mean by that?” Was Jerard secretly prejudice against elves?

He held up his hands as if to defend himself. “Ah, I don’t mean anything bad. It’s just that I’ve heard there are a lot of slavers around lately. Slavers, of course, target demi-humans mostly, although even a beautiful woman, err… such as yourself, should be concerned at being targeted. This close to the border I’ve heard their prone to selling human women in demon countries.”

These weren’t the right words to say in front of his fan club, and the girls went back to shooting me hateful looks, with one bishounen sitting next to me and another telling me I’m beautiful. I had half a mind to lift Min’s shirt again, but I knew at this point it would only upset him and destroy the trust we had just rebuilt.

“I must ask, sir elf.” Rosetta broke into the atmosphere. “Exactly how are you Aria’s partner?”

I cringed at the question. It was the exact question I was hoping not to address until we’d finalized things. However, before I could give an answer, Min spoke up without reading the atmosphere at all.

“Aria’s wife.”

Daria spat out of her glass and started coughing while the other three stared forward with confused looks on their faces.

“Excuse me…” Rosetta was the first to respond. “W-wife?”

“I-is…” Daria pointed a finger out directly at me with piercing eyes. “Are you, by chance a man?”

The emotional blow of this suggestion seemed to hit Jerard the hardest as he raised up so quickly that his knee hit the table. As he sat back down, trying to hide the pain and embarrassment on his face, the table became so silent one could hear a pin drop.

“Of course not!” I waved my hands. “it’s a, um… elf… thing. We’re um… wives. It’s kind of… weird…”

These words seemed to be relieve Jerard and sour the three women’s moods. “Oh, good, I’ve never heard about those customs, but I’ve heard elves can be a bit strange.”

Min was looking over at me with a furrowed brow. Come on, Min, read the mood. I love you, but can we just get past this! After another moment looking into Min’s eyes, I realized that it wasn’t fair to treat him that way. I gave out a long sigh.

“That’s to say, I had sex with Min, and we got married.”

“Eh?”

“We were both women when we got married, so even though things changed we still call each other wife.”

“So-so-so you do have a dick!” Daria said it load enough a few people looked over from other tables before slapping a hand over her mouth and exploding into a crimson blush.

“Well, sometimes I have the dick, sometimes he does. We take turns.”

“T-t-take turns?” Rosaria looked slightly dizzy while it seemed like the shy white mage Mia had already fainted.

Well, at least I stayed true to Min. I glanced over at Min seeking his approval to find that he had his face in both hands blushing. “Vessë is so mean, embarrassing.”

God… Damn… it!

Well, suffice it to say the talks broke down after that little revelation. Jerard lost most interest upon learning I was married and the added suspicion I may be a guy killed the rest. The girls were a jittering mess by the time they got up to leave, that revelation too adult for their childish minds. Jerard was still a decent guy in the end who wanted to help. He ended up clearing out the stock of potions for 15 gold, 5 more than we had hoped to sell it for. By the time the four of them left the inn, my head was on the table and I felt like going back up to our room and sleeping for another night.

“Did, they seem odd, Vessë?”

I looked up at Min, who once again had his head tilted as if he couldn’t understand what he just witnessed.

“They’re virgins,” I responded.

Min tilted his head further. “Virgins?”

“Yeah, even after the pink moon that group somehow kept their v-cards. Total innocents. Compared to you and me, well, let’s just say they wouldn’t be able to handle a healthy sexual life… not saying that my sex life is often healthy, but to those vanilla wafers even the word sex life is mind-breaking. Adult relationships are too much for them at their current stage.”

Min finally gives a nod. “Oh.”

I snorted. “In another world, that could have been me.”

”Hmm?”

“Running around attached to a cute boy, blushing at sex terms and clinging to him like the thirstiest bitch on the planet while pretending I barely know what a penis is or does. That kind of thing. If my story had gone a slightly different direction, I’d be a generic hero protagonist I think.”

“Like, Vessë the way Vessë is.”

I smiled and leaned over, kissing Min on the cheek. “Is that so?”

“Mm, but think Vessë would not be so different.”

“Why not?” I asked.

“Because Vessë already touching me under table.” He turned his head with a slight blush.

“Ah, I guess Min is right. I never could keep things pg-13.” I chuckled as I slid my hand into his pants.

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This is a world without any kind of video game mechanics. After your battle with Kida you found you were having some issue regulating your battle prowess, so you used magic to create a status menu, and adjusted them using numbers. However, you didn’t want to be too powerful and accidentally kill someone or something, so using Kida as a base, you set your status a bit superior to her, thinking she likely represented one of the more powerful adventurers in this world.

Well, even if you did come across someone more powerful, you could always just use magic to make the difference, either by adjusting your stats or casting devastating spells. At least, that was your reasoning. However, the Goblin Queen seemed to cast a spell that absolutely subverted your expectation. You can no longer cast any more spells.

Unfortunately, your so-called status menu, not being a natural part of this world, could only be summoned and altered by magic. Once altered, it was a permanent change, but the altering itself still took casting a spell. A few moments ago you could have cranked your status as high as you wanted. Now, you’re just stuck with what you entered this battle with.

Of course, you had thought about the possibility of losing magic, which is why you have immunities to most status misalignments, a status that rivals any S-class adventurer, and phoenix-like skills that make death impossible, but moments prior you just bet the Goblin Queen you’d win the dual. For all intent and purposes, you could still be knocked temporarily unconscious and loose.

Then just betray her afterwards and use the magic then? It’s not like you are honor-bound or anything, however, you have the distinct feeling that when you wake up upon loosing you’d be bound by a slave collar or something that would prevent you from casting any spell except the ones approved by the Goblin Queen. If you lost this match, it could be very possible that you would spend the rest of your life as a Goblin Queen’s dog.

Suffice it to say, your concern in this event is logical and sensical, and not at all the results of mistakes or bad writing from a certain author. What? Don’t like the forth wall break? Well it is your story, who are you going to blame, yourself? Hah!

The point being, you only have the status you set prior to entering this battle and the skills you had deemed to add. Even your armor and sword were always summoned with magic, and you never actually created a sword with a solid form. They were more akin to the bound weapons spell in skyrim, powerful, magical, and also temporary constructions of magic you can’t cast now.

It isn’t a completely desperate situation. You did add skills like swordsmanship and dodge. However, even having the skills doesn’t mean you’ve ever been in a battle where you had to put your life on the line. You immediately leap to the side as soon as the battle begins and swipe a sword from a nearby general. Unlike your opponent, your status still dominated her underlings.

He is busy being balls deep inside one of the sex dolls when you race over and rip the sword away, cutting off his head before he can react. Like a chicken, he keeps going a few seconds afterwards. That is to say, his headless body continues thrusting into a doll giving full anal for a few strokes before finally falling to the side. Yuck… the stuff of nightmares.

Speaking of being fucked in the ass, the Goblin Queen’s cruel smile widens as she waits for you to acquire a weapon. It almost feels like she’s taunting you.

“Let us see your resolve, mage!” The Queen shouts.

As she speaks, her body blurs and she stabs at you seven times with her sword. You are barely able to deflect. It is only a single strike, but it seemed to simultaneously attack seven spots at once. It is definitely a cheat skill. It is a testament to your own high status and skills that you are able to block it. Suffice it to say, you are at the complete mercy to your skills, having no actual personal experience in a real fight.

As you leap back to create some room between you and the Queen, she looks down on you with a considering look. “I’m impressed. You are more than just a couple of spells.”

“And you’re more than just a pretty face!” As you said that, you take the initiative to attack in the next round.

The Goblin Queen lets out a laugh as she deflects your attack, your swords sparking with each exchange, little shockwaves being generated between your two weapons.

“I’m aware of my beauty.” The Goblin Queen chuckles when you leap back to give yourself room once again. “My mother was so jealous of my beauty that she actually tried to kill me. She threw her own baby daughter into the snow, and left her to die!”

“Do you expect my sympathy?” you snarl, your sword striking again.

She is tough, and since one of your hands is cut you are attacking one handed. That hand is quickly growing numb after only a couple of exchanges. It is clear that her status isn’t too far from yours. If there is a gap at all, it isn’t steep enough that you can simply overpower an experienced warrior like her with pure brute force.

“Not at all! Warrior.” The Goblin Queen readies her stance. “I’ve merely found in you a worthy opponent. I thought some introduction is in order.”

“You can know my name as you deepthroat my cock!” You snap.

“When I was dug out of the snow, my skin was as white as the snow.” The Goblin Queen  continues while ignoring your provocation. “And I rose from that snow to become the Queen of all goblins.”

“Oh god, seriously, that’s your reasoning…”

“My name is Snow White, the Goblin Queen, and I will be your new master, warrior.”

“… shit.”

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She picks up one of your sex dolls and rips the spine right out of its throat, much like you had done to a certain group of thieves the other day. Yikes, she is quite scary. You are glad these dolls aren’t as finished as Cinderella, which is to say that they don’t have any blood or inner parts. So, for the most part, the pile of parts the goblin was tossing the dolls into looks more like a pile of prosthetics rather than any kind of gory scene.

The goblins who lost their sex toys were quickly distracted by another sex toy, although given the growing ratio of goblins to sex toys, many of the toys were taking 2 or more men at a time. One girl in particular was fucking eight men at a time. As to how that is possible, let’s just say during experimentation you added a few extra holes in some of the dolls as an experiment.

“Keep working hard ladies.” You silently give them a thumbs up for continuing to battle the Goblin Queen’s army by putting their bodies on the line.

At this point, the Goblin Queen has finally noticed your approach and stopped bringing down sex dolls. She gives you a cautious stare as her head cocks to the side.

“Is it you, human, who seduced my army so?”

You aren’t sure “seduced” is the right word. Is hanging bait in front of a fish “seducing” the fish if they happen to take a bite? Still, you’re glad the Goblin Queen can talk. It’d be awkward if she could only respond in grunts.

“Your army is meaningless.” You give a shrug and point at her. “You’re mine.”

“Courtship, is it?” The Goblin Queen growls back. “You wish to make me submit and take my army for yourself? Many have attempted to tame this Queen and all of them have lost their heads.”

You find yourself a bit surprised that she is on board. Perhaps this is an aspect of goblin culture. A goblin man has to beat down a goblin woman in order to conquer her. Well, this is certainly more applicable to your way of thinking.

“Very well, if I win, your army leaves, and I claim you as my prize.”

“And what if I win?”

I give a chuckle. “Well, that’s not even possible, but if you somehow win then what would you want?”

The Queen stares darkly for a moment. “You’re a mage, yes?”

“Ah, you could say that. I can use a large variety of magic. I suppose at the core, that’s my strength.”

The Goblin Queen cracks a smile. “Very well. I might need a mage. If I win, you will be my royal dog. You can sit at my feet, licking up the scraps I throw to you, and cast the spells I want when I want them.”

You shrug, “Sounds fine. After all, I’m very confident in my magic.”

The Queen’s smile grows as her eyes gleam. “I’m counting on it. It’ll serve me well as I conquer this world and make it my own. Shall we begin?”

“Ladies first.” You smile.

“Then excuse me if I won’t be polite!” As she says this, she pulls her sword and swings it at you.

At the same time, there is a glow shockwave that shoots from her body. It doesn’t appear to be dangerous, just some kind of supplementary skill, so you ignore the shockwave and move to strike the sword. As it comes down, you go to meet it with your hand. You use a spell that will cause the sword to turn to dust the second it strikes your hand.

The sword strikes your hand, and then keeps going. Pain shoots through your arm. You leap back as the remaining strike barely misses you and strikes the ground with a thunderous roar. You look down at your hand in shock. A long brutal gash has formed, blood leaking out, and it throbs in pain. If it wasn’t for the stats you had modified to make yourself generally slightly OP’d, you’d have died already.

“What’s a matter mage?” The Goblin Queen laughed. “Things not going according to plan?”

“What have you done?” You ask nervously.

She pulls her hair back and gives another laugh as she shakes your blood off her sword. “I have an anti-mage skill. Prevents you from casting magic for the duration of our battle. For a man ‘confident’ in his magic, you could say I am your worst enemy.”

The blood drains from your face. It didn’t matter what spell you could create now, because you couldn’t cast them. So even if you created an anti-magic immunity spell, unless you could cast it first time, then you would never be able to use it. At the moment, your stats are only strong. After Kida, you had scaled them back a bit so that you didn’t overdo it. You also can’t make your magic armor and weapon appear either!

While the magic you had casted in the past would make sure you didn’t die from this match, no matter what, that didn’t speak to being temporarily knocked unconscious. Should that happen, then you’d be stuck as the Goblin Queen’s new dog. The first time since you had been to this world you feel a bit worried.

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Two massive armies converge and…

“I feel like I should be covering my eyes.”

“This is truly disturbing.”

“I don’t understand, master, what are the sex dolls doing?”

You put your finger on your cheek and think about it. Your original plan was to send the army out to fight the goblins. However, as soon as the two armies came in to contact, the woman all dropped to their knees, or pulled up their dresses and bent over, or lied down and spread their legs. The goblins, already prone to raping woman from the lands they invaded, after a brief moment of confusion, went right to work.

As a result, the entire battlefield had divulged into a goblin on sexdoll orgy unfolding directly in front of Riun. Most of the refugees are fleeing in the other direction, so hopefully no unlucky child will look back for a moment and find themselves scarred for life. Well, there is Jasmine, but she seems to be looking on as if she is taking lessons. Is no one going to cover her eyes?

The goblins themselves are a green-skinned people with long ruffled ears. They aren’t short like one might expect. In fact, they don’t look too much different than humans. In fact, except for the long ears, green skin, jet black hair, and ridges on the noses, they look like any other race. Rather than some unintelligent rookie-class monster, the goblins of this world seem to be an entire species not entirely unlike the elf. Perhaps they have a common ancestor? It is no wonder that the addition of a goblin king scares everyone so much. These are intelligent beings capable of forming cities and fighting wars.

Those beings are now balls deep in each of your sex dolls. The sharp cries of war quickly diminish into the low buzz of moaning and the ‘pat-pat’ of skin against skin. Perhaps this incident would go down in history as the great rape of Riun. Although, some one could argue you can’t rape the willing.

At that, you snap your finger and everyone turns to you. “That’s right, I forgot to reprogram them for combat.”

Their base-level commands are general sexbot commands. Had you wanted to have them fight, You’d have to reprogram their protocols to include some kind of combat. Despite your orders, you could say the only thing these dolls know how to do is bend over and take it. So, they are bending over and taking it with all of their strength. In a small way, it is a bit refreshing to see the girls working so hard out there.

“What do you mean they won’t fight! What are you going to do then?” The worried voice comes from Belle.

Annoyed by her tone, you snap a finger. Like that, she loses bladder control and pees herself.

“Ai!” She lets out out a little cry and then suddenly falls to her knees.

Her skin turns a deep red as she refuses to make eye contact with anyone, simply staring at the ground, pulling her shirt to cover the ruined pants as she crouches to hide any indecency. Most of the girls are too distracted by the battlefield orgy to notice.

“You beast…” the voice is very pale, as Belle looks like she is about to cry.

Instead of paying attention, you answer her first question. “They’re distracted right now, so all we need to do is go over there and defeat this so-called Goblin King. If I get him to surrender, they might loose the will to fight. Or who knows, it might be one of those whoever defeats me takes my rank things and I can go order the goblins to stop fucking my dolls and go fuck themselves instead.”

Using a quickly designed magic spell, you scan through the massive army looking for this person who should be called the so-called Goblin King. Ah, you found them there. Rather than raping the girls, they seem very upset at their army’s actions, and are going to great lengths to eliminate the nearby dolls and get the army to charge again. They have already ripped apart a dozen of your girls.

The leader wears a heavy fur armor. They have long black hair tied in the back, were muscular, and about a head shorter than Kida, which was still pretty tall. With physique of a trained warrior, they looked quite ferocious, except…

“I’d guess it’s not a Goblin King, but a Goblin Queen then?”

Yes, the leader is a woman with some cleavage showed up through her fur armor. She hads two long, exposed, green legs that seems to go on for miles and a long flowing ponytail.

“She’s pretty hot. I Guess we’ll have to give up on plan A and B and change things to plan F.”

“Which plan is plan F, hero?” Ariel asked.

“You’ll recognize it when you see it.” You wink at her, and then start heading to the orgy to start your own battle.

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“Vessë is so cruel…” There was a whimper coming from next to me in bed the next morning.

“Hmph, it was my wife that was so rough last night.” I lifted my boob up and licked it.

A moment later, a scratch left on my boob disappeared under the power of cat’s meow. This was only one of many scratches left on my person, several of which I couldn’t reach with my cat’s meow. It certainly left the question of which one of us was the bigger pussy.

This was only the second time I had every frenzied Min. The first time had been during a giant village party. It had turned into a giant orgy, and the pair of us had slipped away in the morning before anyone could get the idea to start blaming us. Well, Min himself had been incredibly territorial in frenzy, and to be honest, any other person who approached me, man or woman, was sent running. I’d yet to experience the so-called threesome with Min to date. That was a small part of the reason I had decided not to summon Jenai during last nights entertanment. Even if I could get Min to engage, he might resent me come the morning.

I leaned over and pulled Min towards me, planting a princess kiss on his lips. The effects of sleep deprivation immediately began to evaporate, curing whatever headach he had been suffering.

“Vessë always feel good to kiss…” Min sighed as the tension left his forehead.

“Because your wife will always takes care of you,” I responded and kissed him again before standing up and slapping his bare ass while I worked my way to my feet. “The plan hasn’t changed, I imagine? We’ll still need supplies, some protection, and a streategy towards invading the succubae territory.”

“Mm…”

“Then I’ll just have to sell every potion we got. This far out on the frontier, even cum potions ought to sell. Just need to find a merchant with low analyze skill and maybe some sugar or syrup or something to cover up the taste.”

I finished dressing and kissed Min one more time feeling rejuvenated for the first time since I had almost died a few nights prior. As I headed down, I saw a few maids with bags under their eyes, although some moved with a pep in their step that suggested they enjoyed an eventful last night. The maid who had mentioned a rendezvous with some guy named Edward looked conflicted, her lips seeming perpetually open like she couldn’t stop thinking about what happened the night before and just refused to believe it really happened.

I approached the innkeeper who was fully gussied up this morning with makeup and a dress, a wide grin on her face. When her eyes met mine, she beamed.

“Ah, there she is!” She greeted me like an old friend. “You couldn’t have been more right. The things my husband did to me, why, he hasn’t been that vigorous since we were young and stupid. Ah, it feels like I’m in my teens again.”

I might have disputed that last statement given her aged appearance, but I merely smiled politely. “I’m glad you’re happy. Pink moon, uh… it didn’t cause any.. adverse effects?”

The innkeeper put her finger to her lips and thought about it for a second. “Ah, well, from what I heard, last night one of our maids confessed to one our frequent patrons. And he responded by taking her into a room and having his way with her.”

“Ah, well, that sounds about right…”

The innkeeper chuckled and shrugged. “Unfortunately, his wife stopped by a few hours later looking for him. Found him balls deep in the maid. No matter how much she yelled at him, he wouldn’t stop. In fact, he then threw her down on the bed right next to the maid and had both of them.”

“Oh, wow…” I cringed at that, I hadn’t thought the maid would turn out to be a homewrecker, after all.

The innkeeper shrugged. “His wife was so flustered that she didn’t know what to do, said his eyes were like an animal. Kind of like what my husbands was like. Told her about this pink moon. The pair is having a nice long talk right now about their futures. Is it cheating if it’s a threesome that you’re a part of? And what if it didn’t start as a threesome, but became one?”

I gave a nondescript shrug as the innkeeper seemed to be seriously pondering these questions. It looked like Edward’s wife may have gotten the very end of the frenzy. Enough pheromone to cause her to turn erotic, but not irrational. So, when she was set upon by her entranced husband, the intensity probably coerced her into participating. It wasn’t my finest work, but hopefully, those three worked something out to obtain some happiness. Alcohol had caused these sorts of situations without the influence of a Seductress throughout all of human history, so I didn’t let myself take too much of the blame.

In fact, I had once been the third wheel in a relationship between an innkeeper and his wife. I never really followed up to see what became of those two. I recalled using a lot of seduction on the woman, but since it was so short termed, I’d assume that it would only have short-term effect. That felt like an eternity ago, even though I hadn’t been in this world for even a year yet.

“Um, speaking of which, I need some money to travel, and I have some potions I’m hoping to sell.” Breaking the innkeeper and my own drifting thoughts, I turned things back to what is important.

“If you’re not selling in bulk and you’re looking to maximize your profits, have you considered selling straight to an adventuring party?”

No, actually, that thought had never occurred to me before. However, as soon as I heard it, it made so much sense. In fact, there was no reason I needed to buy a party at all. Trade was perfectly acceptable as well. I could simply trade the potions for services. Any adventurer should be able to see the gain in acquiring potions. Selling it to a merchant always meant markups. By going straight to the user, I could skip that and deal with someone directly.

“Do I just go to the adventurer’s guild then?”

“No! No… you don’t want that. The second you’re in the guild, the guild’s going to want some money. It’d be best to do something… shall we say, under the counter? In fact, I know a team that stayed here last night. They’re trustworthy enough. You can give them a try.”

“Stayed here last night?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

But it was too late as the innkeeper was looking over my shoulder, “Ah, here they come now.”

I followed her eyes and my mouth opened a little as a young man a few years under my age came walking down the stairway. He was surprisingly attractive, with a muscular physic, a strong chin, blonde hair, blue eyes, and wearing typical leather armor with a sword at his side. He wore a polite smile which he beamed around the room, even at some maids, who nearly shivered at his glance.

These looks were brief, as the maids quickly averted their eyes when behind him stomped three other people. Their sight caused my mouth to drop even more. They were three women, all of above average beauty. The woman in front wore armor like the man but had long blond hair that was tied up in a ponytail. The woman behind her wore a long black dress that displayed a fair amount of cleavage. The last girl wore a white robe with a hood up in an attempt to hide her features, although it only served to frame an incredibly beautiful face.

Although I didn’t really know how beautiful I had become since I’d become a seductress, all three of these women could be considered knockout beauties. They were each as beautiful as Jenai or Min in their own particular way. As they reached the common room, the three women each grabbed a piece of the guy, one holding each arm and the white cloaked shy one holding the back of his cloak. They looked like they were afraid he would scamper away at any moment. As he joyfully looked around the room as if he didn’t notice three beautiful women cramped around him, the women stared down every maid or female patron who even glanced his direction.

I didn’t need to be a seductress to understand the dynamics of this group. Those women were, for one reason or another, absolutely in love with the boy, and there seemed to be a fierce competition going on. That’s when I realized that both girls holding either arm were glaring directly at me. Wow, ladies, he may be a little cute but I’m not about to step into your little snake pit and get-

“Hey! Jerard! I have someone here I’d like you to meet.” Failing to read the climate at all, the innkeeper waved the boy over, inviting his snake pit to me.

When the boy called Jerard’s eyes landed on me, they widened for a second and then he gave me an even wider smile and started heading over. Rather than fake, he wore a smile that looking refreshingly honest. Even I found myself thinking he seemed like a good guy without knowing a single thing about him. He moved forward without prompting the women holding on to him, and it almost appeared like he was a dog dragging three women who were desperately pulling back on his leash. The image was too perfect, and I couldn’t help but let a gentle laugh come out. All three women immediately stiffened, giving me completely unearned hostile looks.

“Your team, I presume?” I responded, trying to hide my smile.

“Wha.. ah…” He looked to his side blinking as if he had forgotten he wasn’t alone. “Ah, yes. My team…”

The girl in armor pinched him although he seemed to ignore this as he looked back at me.

“This young gentleman is Jerard. He just reached second class and is a bit of a local hero.”

Jerard seemed to blush at the innkeeper’s words, looking down shyly.

“The girl wearing armor is his companion, Daria. Behind him is a white mage they saved and joined them a few months ago, Mia. And this woman is…” The innkeeper’s introduction was polite but with a slight edge as she gave off their names.

“I’m Rosetta.” The black-dressed woman pushed forward, putting herself in front of Jerard and pushing out her cleavage like it was a weapon aimed at me. “And, you are?”

She spoke with an odd air of superiority, her nose up in the air like she was above everyone else in the room. It was an act, of course. As someone who had spent months living amongst the nobility, her behavior only contained a pale imitation of nobility. She was likely the daughter of a first-generation Knight if even that. I’d dined with Kings and princes; this behavior was so vanilla that she seemed almost cute.

Unable to stop myself, I pulled out the art of manipulation, bringing out the mask of a princess I hadn’t worn in many months. I let out a throaty laugh that seemed to ring throughout the common room, drawing every eye in my direction.

“My, my… what an adorable child. You may call me Aria. I am but a humble alchemist.”

I gave the group a courtesy very much unlike a humble alchemist’s daughter. In fact, despite the fact I wore simple traveling garbs that wouldn’t be considered remotely seductive, my body emitted elegance and beauty with every tick and motion. The part of a princess came as natural to me as being a seductress.

When I raised my head, three women were staring at me wide-eyed with open mouths, and the guy’s eyes practically contained stars of wonder, like he was watching some kind of show.

“I’m sorry. Sometimes, I can come on too strong,” I toned back the manipulation a bit, using one hand to brush my hair out of my face and the other to lightly touch Jerard’s hand. “Forgive me?”

One of the women, although I didn’t know which, made an unintentional gasp, and then the thought suddenly came to me before anyone could respond and I couldn’t help but speak.

“Ah, that’s right. You all came down together. So, you shared a room last night?”

The implication of my innocent words seemed to cut through the group like a knife through butter.

“Ah! No!” Jerard was the first to recover. “I stayed in my own room, and the ladies slept in another. I’d never do something so…”

He seemed to lose his words as I gave him a gentle smile.  Wait, Jerard was by himself last night, and the three girls were by themselves. In fact, now that I noticed it, all three women seemed to have bags under their eyes, while Jerard seemed perfectly fine. Boys will be boys, Jerard probably took care of things himself and then had a pleasant dream… but what of the women?

Their refusal to meet each other’s eyes, and the fact they positioned themselves so all three of them had Jerard in front of them took on a whole new meaning. Oh, yes. These girls certainly enjoyed a pink moon last night.

“Puh!” I couldn’t stop myself from letting out a laugh before covering my mouth.

All three women were in love with Jerard, yet they had spent last night rubbing up against each other for sexual relief. They seemed to realize the look I was giving them and connected it with what I was thinking, and all three women went rigid again, lowering their eyes in extreme embarrassment. Jerard himself only looked on innocently with a cocked head.

It was satisfying in some ways, but I really did need something from this group, so I couldn’t push things too far. I decided to let it go.

“In all seriousness, could we sit down for a bit? I was hoping you could help me.”

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“What is happening, hero?” Ariel asks.

“Ah, Kida! What did you do to her, you beast!”

The girls are all waiting in the main hall as you walk in with Kida swung over your shoulder. As you put Kida down on a nearby couch, Belle races over to her and checks her condition. You left Kida presentable. Despite Belle’s declaration that you’re a beast, it’s not like you were just going to leave her on a hill surrounded by goblins covered in spooge.

“It seems that a Goblin King has been created.”

With the exception of Mulan, most of the other girls understood the implications of this and gasped, covering their mouths in horror. Were Goblin King’s truly so frightening?

“What happened to Kida!” Belle demands with tears in her eyes.

“She tried to hold off the army solo. I couldn’t let her give her life that way.” You explain simply.

Belle seems surprise for a second, but then gives a pleased look. Well, you didn’t do it for her, but you suppose it’s good that she’s pleased by your actions. At least she wasn’t walking around with a certain sex toy inserted at the moment, so you’ll forgive her rudeness.

“How long do we have, hero-san.” Aurora asks.

“Ah, by now, about ten minutes.”

You had teleported directly to the front gate once you had finished blowing a load in Kida, but at that point the guards were already aware of the goblin subjugation. They were all actually trying to help with the evacuation, so it didn’t seem necessary to report to the guild. They were relieved the vice guild master made it, but not surprised that the vice guild master was unconscious. A goblin horde must be a truly horrifying thing.

The girls were making noises of disbelief and despair. Did they really think they were honestly at risk with you here? Perhaps you haven’t shown them enough acts of heroism yet, because they seem to underestimate your potential.

“Hey, you guys don’t need to worry. I have a plan.” You explain.

“What is it, master?” Mulan asks, “I was hoping to fight a bit myself.”

“That’s fine,” you wave a hand. “It’s best to fight armies with armies.”

“What army, savior?” This was Jasmine speaking, who seemed much less worried than her older sister looked.

“Head to the city wall and I’ll show you…”

The group headed over there as you cast the appropriate spells. By the time they reachethe wall and see the rows and rows of soldiers, not a single girl could say a thing.

“This is…” Grimhilde wears a complicated look.

“So hot…” Belle says something that wasn’t quite the answer the others were looking for.

“Who are they, hero?” Ariel asks curiously, her eyes bright.

“Well, as to that… when I went to make Cinderella’s body, I wanted the most perfect body possible, so I made a bunch of different variations. I wanted to compare them to each other and pick the hottest one.”

“Okay…” Grimhilde says flatly. “That explains maybe the first hundred.”

“Right, well, once I got started, I thought that it might be advantageous to mass produce them. Thought I could sell them to local nobles, spread the love around… and then things got… well… a little out of hand.”

Before the group were lines and lines and lines of woman. While some of them sort of looked like Cinderella with perhaps a different hair color or a different boob size, there were also a large variety of other types. Some resembled some of the other girls present, while others shot off in other directions.

“Ah, Savior has tinys in there but none that look like me?” Jasmine is pouting.

“Is that so?” You respond nonchalantly without addressing her issues.

There are short girls, tall girls, of every color and combination of colors imaginable. Girls with breasts the size of balloons and girls with flat chests. Green girls, blue girls, cat girls, dog girls, bunny girls… The outfits were just as varied, from dresses to dominitrix-wear to bikini armor like Kidas.

“Well, this is my army, it seems.” You nod thoughtfully as you look over the lines of lines of sex dolls.

“Rise, my children!” you shout as the goblins crest the nearby hill. “Rip and tear, until it is done!”

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Of course, for all intent and purposes, there are many forms of Armageddon level magic you can use to level or scatter their armies. It’s not like you can’t make a “kill all goblins” spell and they’d all just collapse. However, this is an army of nearly 20,000 goblins standing before you, and wiping them out with a wave of your hand could potentially cause other issues.

Likely, even if Kida and you just found out about this, others such as nearby Kingdoms may already know more. It won’t be enough to save Riun, but if you simply wave the army away, this could seriously cause complications with your “settling down with your harem” plans. People would want to know who is powerful enough to destroy a 20,000 goblin army.

You could end up a target. They could do something like slip poison in your drink if they wanted to. Perhaps they would slip a spy into your harem. You’d be heartbroken if one of your harem ended up betraying her. The punishment would only cheer you up a little. The point is, an army on your doorstep is troublesome.

You can either kill them in secret, kill them in open, revealing your prowess, or go back to Riun and defend the town. You give a sigh.

“How long do the people of Riun have?” You ask out of curiosity.

“The goblins will decent on Riun in less than an hour. If we race back now we might be able to give the people a thirty minute head start to run.”

She pulls a sword from her belt. “Rookie, if you will, run back to the city and give them warning. I may delay them for only a moment, but at this point, every moment counts. Hurry!”

“Ah, well as to that.” You scratch the back of you neck.

You aren’t particularly down with the whole Kida giving her life thing. Whether she knew it or not, she is one of yours, and you aren’t going to give her up.

“Please, no arguing!” Kida tries to use a commanding voice of a vice guild master.

“Well, you see, the other day when you were knocked out, I made you mine.”

Kida turns back with a confused look on her face. “What?”

“Well, I defeated you in combat, so I claimed your body as my reward. Belle didn’t like that, so she offered her body instead. That’s how you ended up in that situation.”

“That is…” you waited to see Kida’s reaction, but after a second she shook her head. “I’m glad you were the one to take it. As I said, I favor the strongest, and you bested me. It is good I won’t have to die a virgin. My only regret is you didn’t tell me sooner, so we could have spent last night together as well…”

“That’s the thing.” You stop her from turning away. “I keep what I take. When I made you mine, I made you mine in entirety. So, I wouldn’t be okay with letting you die needlessly.”

“We have no choice!” Kida has tears in her eyes, but still turns her eyes away and moves to run down the hill.

You move quicker, appearing behind her and giving a single chop to the back of her neck. She collapses into your arms. She smells good and her large chest is pressed up against your arms.

“How troublesome. And here you are unconscious in my arms again.” You think about it a second and then a warped smile appears back on your face. “Well, we still got thirty minutes. That’s plenty of time.”

You drop her face down on the ground and pull her bikini leather armor down to her knees. There is always time for a quickie.

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