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After finishing supper, cleaning yourself, and heading to bed, you find Pocahontas standing near your door.

“Oh, hello, Pocahontas.” You say, not quite sure how to deal with the woman you haven’t really formed any kind of relationship with yet.

“Mm.” Pocahontas merely nods with a stoic expression.

Supposedly, she wants you to save the elves somehow, although you have yet to hear the details. Still, you want to enjoy some chocolate elf, and that means you need to fulfill her wish. Speaking of wish, Megara seems to have included Pocahontas on your list as the next person.

“That’s right. With Florian gone, I wasn’t sure how you would feel. So far, I’ve mostly just been giving the girls whatever they wanted. Is there anything you want to do tomorrow?”

“Mm.” Pocahontas nods again. “My ‘date’ can be fulfilled tonight if my benefactor is willing.”

“Oh, so you can say more than a few words.”

“I only speak when necessary.”

“Ah… alright. So, what do you want me to do.”

“Impregnate me.”

“Sorry?” you cock your head in surprise. “What did you say?”

“Put your seed in me and make me with child.”

“Okay.”

You open the door and let Pocahontas in. Deciding to have a baby might be considered an important decision, but your first two children were created with not much more thought than this. Pocahontas is an attractive elf, and you don’t have any half-elf children. Of course, the baby will be a half dark-elf hotty like her mother. You can’t wait to meet the child you just concocted in your head.

“Take off your clothing and lie on the bed.” Pocahontas orders.

You’re a little surprised by the firmness in her voice, but you decide to do what she says, because it’s kind of hot. Then she pulls out rope ties. Perhaps Pocahontas is surprisingly kinky. She straps your arms to the head of the bed.

“Then, let us begin,” Pocahontas declares as she fiddles with something from her dresser.

She pulls back her robe, and the clothing falls to the floor, unveiling the backside of her naked form. You eye her curvy brown ass excitedly. She finally turns around and starts approaching the bed. Her brown nipples and round breasts are perfect. But wait, what’s the between her legs? She seems to be wearing a large black strap-on. She immediately gets on her knees between your legs, holding the dildo while coming towards you.

“Uh? What the fuck is that?”

The back of a hand slaps you across the face. You aren’t hurt, but it is so sudden you’re a little confused.

“Shut up, you bitch.” Pocahontas speaks in the same emotionless droll she usually speaks. “Take my dick.”

“Hey! No! Why are you lifting my legs. Hey! Get that fucking thing away from my butthole!”

“Shut the fuck up, you whore. This mistress is going to turn you into her little bit—-aaaahhh you’re twisting my nipple, you’re twisting my nipple!”

You easily rip through the restraints with your maxed stats and grab her chest and twist. “I said, get that fucking thing away from my butt, bitch!”

“I’m confused!” Pocahontas truly looks confused a she grimaces in pain, her nipple twisted 180 degrees in your fingers. “I’m supposed to be the one delivering pain. You’re backwards.”

“Aren’t you just a sadist then?”

“But my benefactor said he want to have sex!”

“This ain’t sex! How are you going to make a baby this way?” You growl, finally letting go of her nipple as she pulls away.

Pocahontas rubs her sore nipple with a pout, “I don’t understand. I was trained properly by the matriarch herself. Dark elves are a female dominated society. They say the more pain a man feels, the more likely a woman will become pregnant.”

“What the fuck? How are you going to get pregnant if I don’t stick it in?”

“Huh? Stick what in?”

“My dick!”

“You mean that useless thing on men? How would you even accomplish this? It’s all soft and flabby.”

“It gets hard!”

“The female phallus’ I made is harder. It’s custom for every woman when she reaches fertile age to make her own. We model them after this phenomenon you speak of, but dark elf men are never hard for women.”

“You’re fucking kidding me.” I respond in disbelief.

“Well, you’re not even hard, right?”

“That’s because you were going to stick it in my ass!”

Pocahontas cocks her head to the side. “I don’t understand. We’ve seen dark elf men get hard for each other and stick them in each other’s butts. So, we crafted this erect dicks and do the same. But they show no interest in their wives. It’s why we must be so forceful.”

You put your palm on your face and sigh, “Pocahontas, please don’t tell me the problem the dark elves are facing that will wipe them out is…”

Pocahontas nods. “We struggle to get pregnant. Ever since the matriarch went into power, pregnancies have been lowering, and now only one or two babies are born a year. In a few decades, all dark elves will be gone. We have heard the seed of heroes are strong. Even if you could just impregnate me, it would go a long way to saving our people.”

You feel like banging your head on a wall as you figure out this incredibly stupid predicament. So, basically, a matriarchy came into power that debased and emasculated the men. Their fertility decreased, causing the women to become more aggressive to the point of sadism. Eventually taking enough abuse, the entire male dark elf population turned homosexual. Eventually, the population completely forgot how to even have proper sex to make babies. The few babies made are probably by accident. The guy cums in another guys ass right before his wife takes him and a little bit of semen gets in from the dildo, or maybe some guys can cum from anal and then it drips onto her. The point being, it’s a rare accident.

“Hey, Pocahontas, I think I understand things now.”

“It is good that you understand my people’s predicament. Now please bend over.” Pocahontas says while grabbing the strap on excitedly.

“No! I mean, rather, I have a surefire method to make a baby, but you’ll need to do things my way!”

“Very well, I will try anything to become pregnant. Please do so.”

“Okay then! First!” You stand up, letting your cock come to full attention.

Even the threat of surprise anal wasn’t enough to permanently kill your erection. She is still hot and naked and even the strap on has a lesbian appeal that arouses you to erection. Pocahontas gasps in astonishment

“It’s erect! The other women living here suggested this was possible, but I thought it was embellished. Truly it must take a hero to be able to become erect at the sight of this naked body.” Pocahontas pushes her tits together as she says this, a sight that only engorges your dick and excites you even more.

Still, Pocahontas shows a surprising humility, seemingly unaware at the extreme sexual appeal she has considering the past failure of her fellow dark elves. Being surrounded by gay dark elves, she had gotten the impression she wasn’t attractive.

“Mm… and for this, I will penetrate you.”

“That tiny thing? I won’t even feel it.”

“Tiny!”

Pocahontas looks away. “I’m sorry… those are the lines the matriarch tells me to say. But that things is humungous, I can’t belittle it with a straight face. I’m afraid it will tear me apart.”

“Those are exactly the words I wanted to hear.”

“I-is that so? Pocahontas put a slightly cute shy look for the first time under your hungry eyes. “None dark elves are so strange.”

You scratch your chin. “I’m not so sure about that, but I can guarantee you one thing.”

“Yes, my benefactor.” Pocahontas looks up at you with pleading eyes.

“I’m going to stick a baby in you.”

“I will happily receive it.”

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“You’re leaving already?” I asked, stretching out my naked body seductively on the small bed.

The sheets were rough against the skin, but for someone who had been sleeping on the dirt for the last couple of weeks, even this bed was comfortable. My eye’s peaked around the room once again. It was smaller than before. I could see bars across one wall. The toilet had moved to the corner of my room and was no longer made from porcelain, but cheap iron. Despite those changes, the floor still looked like carpet, and I could still see my stuffed animals and a window leading to the outside.

As I slept with the dream demon, enjoying another bout of amazing sex, the illusions started melting away. They hadn’t dissipated entirely, but it was enough that I got a good idea of the living conditions I was in.

Meanwhile, the man I had slept with was hastily putting his clothing back on. “I, uh… shouldn’t have come back here. The elder’s said…”

“The world is melting.” I casually interrupted him.

I didn’t use any of my skills consciously on him. I could have thrown seductions and Eye of the Beholders at him. He, just as likely, could have deflected them. However, I didn’t feel like this was necessary. Something deep down inside me told me that control wasn’t so simple as forcing absolute loyalty or magically manipulating someone’s mind. I remembered what forcing control got me, a Kappa with his brain splattered on a tree trunk.

“Huh? Oh, yes, the illusions. Without mastery over dreams, the visual and auditory hallucinations we gave you start to break down.”

“Is that so?” I asked, having guessed most of that already. “I would have thought illusions were quite deadly.”

“That… depends. Few species are as good with illusion magic as the cambions. We pride ourselves on that, but even we have limitations. We can alter our appearances. We can change perception. But, a trained mind can push through those setbacks. That’s why we have to keep our guests in a half-sleeping state. Trained warriors could break the illusions instantly.”

“But, couldn’t an illusion at just the right moment be a powerful weapon? A sword being two inches to the right of where you see it can be the difference between life and death.” As I spoke, the man was already shaking his head.

“The mind is very good at resisting changes. While someone is experiencing something, illusion magic can’t affect it. For example, if I wanted you to see me taller, I would have to leave your view or somehow make you look away from me. When you looked back, I’d be taller. However, even then, you remember me being shorter and the illusion will quickly break. For it to work best, you’d never see me before, having no reference for my appearance. Then, the illusion magic would continue to work.”

I nodded slowly. None of this was new information to me. Illusion magic had been one of the things I studied when trying to figure out how to class up. I had read about it’s many many limitations. He had only touched the tip of the iceberg. There were various other issues. For example, resistance items for illusion magic were relatively easy to make, and any adventurer worth using illusion magic on likely had a means of resisting it. Furthermore, most warriors didn’t depend on sight to fight. Even if you could alter his perception, most warriors fought on instinct.

Knowing all that, the reason I asked him had little to do with wanting to know more about illusion and more to do with keeping him talking. He seemed freely willing to discuss things when I asked questions. Asking questions kept him in the room. It allowed me to continue to gain his trust and comfort.

“Hey, Peers.”

“Ye-yeah…” He suddenly blushed, lowering his head.

I looked down as well, forcing myself to ask the question I was avoiding. “My friend. The elf. Is she… alive?”

There was a brief silence before he spoke. “I’m… not sure. I need to go.”

I had suspected that asking that question would lead to a quick end to our conversation. As Peers walked to the cell door and opened it, the illusion magic completely dissipated. He likely had released whatever magic was affecting my vision. I was now undeniably in a cell. For what it was worth, I could locate the wash basin now. As the cell door shut and he walked off, only glancing back once before he was out of sight down the hallway, I laid back in my somewhat itchy bed and sighed.

“Min…”

I had decided to let Min go. She was too good for me anyway. However, letting Min go didn’t mean I didn’t want to know she was safe. Of course, the answer to that question was simple. Min was a previous lover of mine. The Stalker ability could quickly and easily ascertain her situation. If it worked, she was alive. If it didn’t work, she was dead. So, why didn’t I use it?

If I used the skill and it didn’t work, what would I do? I’d know for certain that Min was dead. Would I sink into despair? Would I spend the next month barely eating and crying every night? No, the thing I feared the most wasn’t how I would react. I feared that when it was all done, I wouldn’t react. What if I felt nothing? This world broke me. My high mental resistance made the horrors of this world palpable. Any normal woman would, at the very least, suffer from PTSD if not become a gibbering mess. I recognized this. I recognized my thoughts were no longer normal.

So, how did I truly feel about Min? Had I just used her all of this time to escape any personal responsibility. Would I truly care when she was gone? Those were answers I didn’t want to find. Those were thoughts I didn’t want to have.

“Is she a friend?”

The words weren’t my own. They came through the wall. It was a lot easier to tell now that there was a cell next to mine, and this woman appeared to be in the neighboring cell.

“She was… someone who was left behind.” I hesitantly responded, not wanting to explain myself.

“I understand.” The woman through the wall responded.

I breathed a sigh of relief. At the very least, with this stranger, she understood the desire to keep to yourself. At the very least, I had someone to talk to. We didn’t speak of anything  of much importance. She told me of how she had come to this place. She had been out picking herbs when an monster attacked. Her protective brother told her to run. He had promised he would find her. He didn’t.

She had become lost and nearly starved. Upon collapsing after a week of exposure, it was then that the cambions came. At first, she had thought they were her saviors. She had shouted for them to come to her. Then she had realized they were cambions. At that point, she was too weak to resist. She ended up being dragged back to their village.

She hadn’t said the cambion colony was a village, but I quickly gained the understanding that cambions were just as capable as demons or humans. It was clear by the way she and Peers talked that they had built a small secluded village in the forest, only feeding off scraps they could catch nearby. Scraps being people like me and her. Nearly dead, unconscious people who might have died in the wilderness if we hadn’t been saved by them.

Did that mean Min was also being fed on at the moment? No, I couldn’t think about that. The temptation to use Stalker returned when I thought about it. How would I react if I saw through Min’s eyes as she was being ravaged by some incubus? Well, as long as there was doubt, I didn’t have to face that dilemma.

Instead, I decided to simply worry about myself right now. Of course, I tried to provide the woman in the wall Eva some emotional support as well. At the very least, she staved off some of the boredom I was feeling trapped in this cell. But talking to her sometimes made me feel a bit like a sociopath. As she cried about the horribleness she endured, I struggled to empathize with her. The acts she depicted as horrifying were the same acts I enthusiastically enjoyed. It became difficult to understand each other on a fundamental level when we saw the world so differently. In the end, I realized I was only acting sympathetic. The feelings just weren’t there.

At some point a man came to deliver food. The food wasn’t particularly impressive. The illusion likely improved on it greatly. It was some thickened soup made to fill someone up. I decided one of my next steps here would be improving my food situation. Like Peers, the man was extremely attractive to look at. Unlike Peers, when I gave him a flirtatious smile he only responded with a snort.  It seemed like he was aware that I was no longer under the affects of the illusion.

When he headed to the cell next to mine, I heard the rattle of keys and the door being opened. For me, there was a slot he slid the food into, so the difference immediately caught my interest.

“No, no, no, no, no!” A woman was screaming.

It was of course Eva. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I could hear the ruffle of sheets and ragged breaths as she kicked and resisted. There was a thump as the bed was forcibly shoved, and then all I could hear were her whimperings. It was hardly the hard-thrusting sex I was used to. It was quiet, muffled, and reserved. It was the sound of an unwilling woman being raped.

I fell down to my butt, my food untouched. Missing the bed, I ended up landing on the dirt floor. Tears fell down my face as I silently cried. However, I didn’t cry because of the trauma. I cried because I felt no trauma at all. Rape is horrifying? Mental fortitude stole that away from me. I cried because a woman nearby was being raped, and I felt nothing. No, feeling nothing would be considered a blessing. I felt excited. People next to me were having sex, and my impulses responded with sexual excitement. I was wet, and horny, and I wanted to touch myself while listening to the ragged breathing being shared by the two people next to me. The only reason I didn’t was because the thought disgusted me too much. At least, I hadn’t crossed that line yet.

However, I wasn’t horrified by these acts in the slightest. In fact, I felt sympathy for the monsters who needed the sex to live. That was what horrified me. I frightened myself.

“That’s right… I’m no longer human.” I whispered to myself.

I spoke to this woman. I tried to sympathize with her. However, I wasn’t like her anymore. I was like the cambions. I was like a sex demon. Even speaking to her had only been to satisfy my own boredom. Nothing I did came from compassion or love anymore. I had sex more than anyone, but at this moment, I realized I had lost the capacity to feel love.

“I hate this world.” I muttered as the man finished up and the cell door creaked open and locked shut.

This world had broken me. I had accepted that since the first week in the goblin cave. However, the extent of my broken nature was starting to come crashing home. It only reinforced that this village might very well be the place I deserved to be. This was my home.

A few hours later, Peers had returned. I wore a smile on my face as I greeted him and the pair of us fell back on my bed. I ignored the reality that I was extremely turned on by the time he arrived because of the noises of sex I had to listen to. We had incredibly sex again, and he left. This started to become a routine.

His visits continued on for nearly a week. I occasionally asked him more about the village and he spoke reservedly. He didn’t mention Min and I didn’t ask. He also started to come with better food. Vegetables, fruit, and decent stews that made me look forward his visits for more than just good sex. He started coming three times a day, and the worry that furrowed his brow the first couple of days started to disappear. Instead, his lips started to match my smile.

Occasionally, I would talk to Eva. However, she seemed to grow more and more silent as the week went on. Every day during the handing of lunch, she would face the rape from that man. It seemed like each succubus fed from the same person. As I could hear their acts, she could likely hear me with Peers too. The difference between our encounters were so vast, it was a wonder that she hadn’t grown more suspicious earlier. Clearly, we weren’t the same. Did she think I was insane? However, she didn’t ask me about my behavior, and I didn’t ask her about hers. It was a place where everyone kept their secrets, and it suited me just fine.

Then one day, Peers didn’t come. I had been dumping my gruel soup away and had been depending on Peers entirely for meals. So, as a result, I hadn’t eaten all day. My stomach growled uncomfortably as night started to set in. My neighbor cried herself to sleep without talking to me, and I was pacing back and forth in the room, a little concerned that the last week with Peers had amounted to nothing. I had hoped the trust would build to the point where I could leave my cell soon.

That was when the door suddenly opened and Peers walked in. He looked haggard and messy, his expression slightly panicked. I looked on in shock as he ran up to me and grabbed my shoulders.

“What? What is it?” I asked worriedly.

“We have to go.”

“What?” I was surprised my thoughts so closely matched what he said.

“I’m helping you escape. We have to leave now.”

“Now? Why, what happened?”

“We’ll talk later, here take this.” Peers pushes a robe at me with a hood that would cover my face and immediately starting pacing impatiently. “Put it on.”

“Alright.” I responded, starting to put the robe on over the raggy clothing that they had provided me. “But, if we’re leaving… Peers, is Min okay?”

Peers’ pacing immediately stopped and his expression fell. “The elf? We… we found an elf not far from where you were picked up. She was badly wounded. The council decided to feed on her before she died. Aria, I’m so sorry. The elf didn’t make it. She’s dead.”

I froze. “Oh.”

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“So… anyway, that’s how Mulan’s sister ended up moving in with us.” You explain.

“Mm!” Mushu says in agreement as she rubs herself against Mulan.

You’re all back at the mansion eating dinner together. Mulan’s date ended rather abruptly, but she seems happy enough. Well, right after the date, things got a little uncomfortable for a bit…

“Master… if you really loved me you’d get rid of my sis-“

“Hey, Mulan, if you really loved me you’d have a threesome with me in your sister!”

“Guh!” Mulan looks like she’s been struck in the stomach. “Using my clever argument against me.”

“I wouldn’t call it clever. I gave you one because it was our day. Every bitch gets one.”

“I’m sorry master, I thought you’d kill father and I was desperate!”

“What kind of person do you think I am?”

“I was reading the comments section and-“

“Don’t you know not the read those!” You explain and then sigh, completely understanding why Mulan would carry such worries about your personality. “Besides, where did you come up with such a cliched bullshit line anyway?”

“Well, Megara told me-“

“Nevermind, the white-hot flash of rage that just shot through me tells me you shouldn’t complete that sentence.”

“A-are you mad?” Mulan asks, her head lowered.

“At Megara? That fucking girl doesn’t know the difference between bad attention and good attention as long as she gets attention. The best course of action is to just ignore her… for now.”

“I-I meant me…” Mulan says quietly.

“Well, there is one way to make amends.” You glance over at the person sitting next to her, who is current rubbing her chin on Mulan’s thigh.

“Hm? Me?” Mushu straightens with a confused look.

“is incest the only way to satisfy my master?” Mulan asks tearfully.

“Is he suggesting we should have sex? Here? Now?” Mushu perks up immediately, drool starting to come out of her mouth.

“It’s incest when it’s just the two of you. But if you both fuck me, then it’s just a threesome with sisters. Not taboo at all.” You explain.

“Don’t say those things to my sister, she’s very trusting and easily manipulated.” Mulan growls, but curiosity overtook her sense and so she asks suspiciously. “Does it really work that way?”

“The internet doesn’t lie.”

“I don’t really get it,” Mushu speaks up. “But are you saying if I sleep with you I can do this and that with my sister and no one would thing me weird?”

“There is nothing strange about two sisters enjoying the same man, so sayeth the porn hub.”

“V-very well.” Mulan mutters, “I suppose if it’s masters want, then I can’t fight it.”

You smile as you remember that incredible night with sister dragons. However, it’s now morning and you are enjoying breakfast, and if anyone else think it’s a cop out so the author doesn’t have to write a sex scene he doesn’t feel like writing right now, no shit Sherlock. You’ll get a hot one next chapter, just hold your dicks.

“Psst…” Someone is crouched next to Mushu, taping on her shoulder. “Psst…”

“What?” Mushu looks over to see Belle standing there, staring at the pair of them, Mulan wrapped in Mushu’s embrace.

“S-so… it seems like you are someone whom also likes women. Perhaps, you’d like to talk with a like-minded strong female type or maybe if you feel like it we can enjoy each other’s company.” Belle says with lustful eyes.

Mushu’s expression goes completely cold as she stares at Belle like dirt. “Go die!”

“Guh! Why do you say that? You’re rubbing that woman in a sexual manner right now!”

Mushu rolls her eyes like the answer is obvious. “This is my sister. I love my sister. It’s not about male or female, it’s about someone who shares a part of me! A pervert like you wouldn’t understand!”

“I understand, I do! Mulan is a very attractive woman. Sometimes, I imagine her, gah, my eyes! Why did you just poke my eyes?”

“Unsee my sister with your filthy eyes you creepy tinycon.”

“Tinycon! You’re touching her privates right now as we talk!”

“This is sister love. Why are you too stupid to get this! Sister love transcends age. It transcends sex. You on the other hand look at my sister with nasty lecherous eyes. Be gone!”

“You bitch! What about that beast? Shouldn’t he get the same treatment?”

“M-my lord!?” Mushu looks away with a blush on her cheeks. “He’s an exception.”

“You…”

“My sister smells beautiful, and feels soft. No one but her closest sister should be allowed to touch her-“

“Mmm… she does smell good and she really is soft!” Ariel says in agreement.

“Eh?” Mushu looks to the other side of Mulan to find another woman sitting against her other arm.

She was just as close to Mulan as Mushu was, rubbing her face against Mulan with an extreme familiarity.

“This reminds me of when I helped hero pop her cherry, she squirmed and cried but in the end she really liked it.”

“Wh-who are you!?” Mushu asks in a fluster.

“I’m your sister Ariel!” Ariel gives a beaming smile.

“Si-sister? What is this?” Mushu looks taken aback.

“All the girls here are my sisters. We’re all heros, and we’re all each others. We’re family! Mulan has been my sister the longest!”

“Wh-what? Well, Mulan has been my sister the longest too!” Mushu responds defensively.

“Really!” Ariel looks extremely excited, reaching across Mulan, who seems to have sunken into her own little world of despair in a desperate attempt to escape reality, grabbing onto Mushu’s hands.

“Then we must share! You must have some wonderful stories about Mulan. I really want to hear them!”

Mushu puffs up her chest. “Why… of course, I know her best.”

“Mm!” Ariel nods. “Isn’t it crazy that she’s really sensitive right under her elbow?”

“Wh-what!?”

“And she doesn’t like you to stick your tongue in her pussy, she prefers it if you flick it in a circle around the clit.”

“Haaaaah?”

“But you know all that, right! Right, Mulan?” Ariel turns to the dead-eyed Mulan who doesn’t respond. “Oh, she gets like this. Keeps trying to escape reality. You got to touch her right here-“

“Ergegegger!” Mulan sudden twitches when Ariel reaches down and touches her some place between the legs, “What? Oh, Pun! What am I looking at? Ariel and my sister are holding hands! Did I die and go to the bad place? Why has Pun forsaken me?”

“That way, she remains aware of everything you’re doing and can enjoy every second!” Ariel finishes excitedly, ignoring Mulan’s existential crisis.

“By Pun, all along I thought I truly knew my sister, but in the end, I am but the disciple.”

“Th-this can’t be happening!” Mulan starts crying as she stares between the two star-eyed girls.

Mushu leans forward too, her boob slugging Mulan in the chin. “Ariel… no…. big sister Ariel! Please, teach me about every nook and cranny of my sister!”

“What? You treat your big sister Belle so poorly and then let Ariel do whatever? This is bullshit!” Belle cries out. “You know what? Fuck all you bitches, I’m going to go to my room and rub one out. You all can go suck a dick!”

Belle storms off into the other room, but Ariel and Mushu barely acknowledge her in their own excitement.

“Let’s get started now!” Ariel says. “Come, Mulan, we need you as the reference so I can show your sister all the things that make you go crazy.”

“What? What! Unhand this mighty dragon! No! Stop!”

The two girls grab Mulan by either arm and start dragging her back into Ariel’s bedroom. Desperately, Mulan struggles against the two women. Eventually, she turns back, shooting you a look of despair.

“Please, master!” Mulan gives a desperate cry to you. “If you ever loved me, save me from this!”

Everyone turns to you a second as you sit their drinking from you cup in silence.

Finally, you speak several cold words in a light tone. “Mulan… what did I tell you earlier?”

“Master…”

“Say the words…”

Mulan looks down sadly. “… bitches only get one.”

“Bingo.”

All the life went out of Mulan as the pair turned away and drag her back into their room, the door shutting behind them.

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“He killed the dragon king, kill him!” shouts one of the young dragons.

“What the fuck! That was a match! Were you always going to attack me no matter who won?”

“This is this and that is that!” Another says as all of the remaining dragons turn into their dragon forms. “He was protecting Mushu who you attacked to kill!”

“Mushu attacked me first!” You shout back.

“You’ll burn for this!” The dragon roars, fifteen dragons suddenly launching at you.

“Mulan, what the hell is this?”

“They’re frenzying! It’s the shock of seeing father hurt!” Mulan responds, her body exploding into a dragon form.

“You bastards!” You turn back into your dragon form just as fifteen dragons leap at you.

Mulan grabs one by the back of the leg and tosses him into the side of the crater. “Damn it, you idiots, listen to this great one. Get off my master!”

However, she can’t stop it. You are going to have to start hurting her dragon colony. Oh well-

“STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!” A high-pitched voice explods with enough power to shake the very ground.

The dragons immediately scatter, parting ways for the source of the voice. That voice is surprisingly Mushu’s. He is still in dragon form too, his father having absorbed the hit from your attack. Still as he approaches you, you can see one leg limping, so he must have been hurt. His eyes are unreadable as he watches you while approaching. He is large and powerful, easily as big as you. It is clear that he outpowers all the other dragons here, including Mulan.

“Mushu, don’t do this!” Mulan cries out, trying to block Mushu despite her worry.

Mushu stops, lifting a single clawed hand up, and patting the smaller dragon on the head. Then he takes a few more steps before you, and bowed.

“Huh?” You say in surprise of the golden dragon bowing on the ground. “What?”

“Please.” The dragon looks up at you with tearful eyes. “Please save daddy!”

“Daddy!”

“Mushu, don’t lower yourself to this man!” One of the dragons cries angrily.

Mushu ignores the dragon, immediately grabbing onto you looking up with tearing eyes. Please, it’s my fault. I’ll do anything! Save my daddy!”

“Anything?” you let the words out in surprise.

“Mushu, don’t make those kind of promises to this man, he’s devious!” Mulan declares.

You shoot Mulan a dirty look. What is she talking about? You can make this brother go away forever and never have to deal with him. It isn’t like you’ll torture him or anything. What kind of guy does she think you are? However, as you stare at Mushu, he suddenly backs away covering his chest and gasping.

“So, you want… that…” Mushu finally sighs and lowers his hands. “Very well, I’ll give myself to you if you save my father.”

“Outrageous.” One of the dragons calls out.

“No! Mushu! He’s mine! You can’t have him!” Mulan shouts.

“Just what kind of guy do you think I am!” You voice out. “Look, I’ll fix your dad. We’ll worry about the details later. Can you do something about your brother?”

“Huh? Brother?” Mulan gives a confused look.

Mushu lets go of you with a flustered look of his own. He really is clingy. You turn yourself back into your normal human form and the others follow suite. Upon walking the distance to where Fa Zhou’s body is, you kneel down next to him. He looks bloodied and beaten.

“I’m sorry I killed you. I’ll make it better.”

“I’m not dead, you idiots!” Fa Zhou’s eyes open and he gives an annoyed growl.

“Father!”

“Daddy!”

The two children of Fa Zhou run up behind you. He looks over and rolls his eyes, looking even more tired.

“Ugh… you two idiot children think a weak blow like that can take out the great dragon king! Just give me 10 or 20 years and I’ll be back to peak fighting condition!”

“He calls being laid out for 20 years a weak hit?” You mutter wryly.

“Haha! Well, it’s not as if I wouldn’t appreciate being healed though.”

“Yeah, yeah, here you go!” You wave your hand, and in an instant the color starts returning to his face.

You even clean off the dirt. Speaking of which, you’re still very naked too. You wave your hands again, cleaning your own body and Mulans, putting you both into your respective clothing of choice.

“So cool!” Mushu mutters as he looks tearfully down between you and his dad.

Fa Zhou stands up a moment later, brushing himself of while eying you and his children before sighing. “You so casually use magic that normal people would consider impossible. You truly are a hero.”

“I don’t really see myself as any kind of hero. I’m just doing what comes naturally, I guess.”

“Is that so?” The man says thoughtfully while stroking his chin. “In that case, I see no other choice than to leave my children in your care.”

“Father!” Mulan says excitedly, then the color drains. “What do you mean, children! Both? No! No, not Mushu!”

“Yes! I get to be with my sister and the man I gave myself to!” Mushu suddenly realizes you’re looking at him incredulously and he straightens and bows with a blush on his face. “Please accept me.”

“Accept you! What the heck are you talking about? I don’t want him.”

Fa Zhou nods. “That’s why I know you’re the right one for her.”

“Ah… master… uh…”

“P-p-perhaps this will answer your question.” Mushu declares, leaping at you.

Before you can even react, his lips touch your own. Frozen in your own horror, it takes a second to realize his lips are really soft. And he smells really good. And that’s not the only soft thing. A warm, soft pillow is pressed up against your chest, creating a barrier between you and him. You’re confused, so you pull out a hand and squeeze.

“Ee…” A very feminine voice moans as the lips leave yours and Mushu’s form pulls back, covering her chest.

Except it wasn’t Mushu standing there. Yeah, she had some of Mushu’s feature like long golden hair, but it was very curly now. She had golden reptilian eyes like all dragons. She also had a pair of tits the size of Kidas. Although where Kida was very tall, so the boobs balanced her size, Mushu was just all curves. Her looks were absolutely stunning, the kind of looks that would make any chin drop at the sight. Although Mulan was also beautiful, her body was very flat. This was a body made to be played with, but unlike the Cinderella sex doll, was proportioned as if a deity had made her to perfect specifications.

She blushed, giving you a look that made your heart race. “You already wish to touch those. O-our future husband, sister, is very forceful… It’s cool!”

“It’s not cool! You can’t share him! He’s mine!”

“Wait, what the heck is going on here?” You demand.

“Ah… I was going to mention it earlier.” Mulan snaps her fingers. “I thought you already knew, but I don’t have any brothers.”

“What Mulan means is that she is my adorable, sexy sister!” Mushu declares, grabbing Mulan and immediately hugging her tightly while rubbing her cheek on the top of Mulan’s head.

Mushu is about a head taller than Mulan, and her massive chest engulfs Mulan’s head.

“I’m in my own personal hell.” The muffled words come from Mushu’s chest.

“It’s okay!” Mushu pulls Mulan out of her chest. “I’ve got big enough boobs for both of us!”

“Guh!”

“You’re still my beautiful sister. Please make love to me!”

“Get away you creepy siscon!”

“Why is Mulan always rejecting my love!”

“Shut up, you cow sister!”

“Y-you know, maybe if you suck on my breasts you’ll grow big breasts too.”

Mulan stops for a second, the temptation overriding her sense for a moment, and then looks at Fa Zhou.” I-is that true?”

Fa Zhou gives the same tired expression and shakes his head. “No, of course not.”

Mulan turns back to Mushu. “You liar!”

“Rats! Daddy, can’t you just lie once for your daughter!”

“I hate you!” Mulan punches with all her force into Mushu’s chest.

Her massive boobs take the entire impact and reflects it. Mulan ends up going flying into the crater wall.

“Oh, sister. Come here, I’ll fix you!”

“Stay away!”

The pair end up racing around the crater while the onlooking dragons all scratch their necks and avert their eyes, clearly used to this kind of behavior.

“I don’t get it,” You say to Fa Zhou who is standing right next to you. “I thought you said you couldn’t find her a suitor.”

“I can’t.” Fa Zhou laughs. “You’ve seen her personality. The only guys who would take her as a bride only want her for her body, and those are the guys I’m not okay with. Plus, she’d be miserable that way. I had hoped as soon as her sister matured I could send her off for marriage. As soon as I started considering marriage partners for Mulan she started using glamour magic to look like a guy and claiming she was the best fit to marry Mulan. In the end, Mulan ran away, and rather than distance helping, it only made Mushu more desperate.

“To be honest, I didn’t know what I was going to do. You’ve really help- I mean, ahem, it would be my honor to hand my daughters over to you.”

“Aren’t you just dumping your problem children on me?”

“Haha. Speaking of which, as you are the hero, our clan will be happy to follow you in the future.”

“You’re just trying to avoid the issue!”

“Do you mind if our colony relocates to your territory?”

You finally give a sigh. “Yes, I guess. Everyone is welcome in Riun. Just don’t go around scaring people in your dragon forms.”

Fa Zhou nods and holds out his hand. “Very well. In that case, please look after my daughters.

You grab his hand. “Can you at least not look so relieved as you say that?”

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Boom! Thud! Crack! Boom!

The sounds of a horrific battle echo throughout the land. Nearby monster flee in terror as the sounds shake the earth and fierce surges of magical power threaten to overwhelm the very air itself. However, anyone who saw the fight would call it incredibly one sided.

A powerful looking old man leapt 100 meters into the air, hitting another man directly in the face. He then grabbed the man’s foot, tossing him to the ground with full forth, creating yet another of the dozen or so craters that lined the mountainside. He lands with his fists out, propelling his body with a magical surge that creates an avalanche. He manages to jump away just as a thousand tons of rock and dirt falls, burying the newly formed crater and the man at its epicenter.

“Hah, hah, hah…” the old man gasps for breath, sweat running down his face.

There are a few moments of complete quiet once the avalanche settles. Then, a fist suddenly punches out from the rock, and a form pulls themselves from the dirt. That form is a very naked you. Of course, you are covered in so much dirt and mud now that it could constitute as clothing.

“We done yet?” You ask arrogantly.

“You bastard!” the line came from Mushu who was waiting on the sidelines. “You dare humiliate father like this! I’ll kill you myself.”

“It is clear that your defense is top notch.” The old man regains his demeanor, once again holding up a hand to silence Mushu. “But is your offense enough to defeat me?”

“Easily…”

“Liar! No one can be so strong in defense and offense simultaneously!” Mushu insists. “You must have put all of your efforts into defense magic to trick us!”

“No! Father, it’s true. Master is truly strong. That’s why…” Mulan stops for a second, but then steps forward with a pleading look. “That’s why father must stop this folly.”

“If you can so easily defeat me.” The old man asks. “Then why have you held back?”

“It’s simple. I told Mulan today was her day. Mulan asked me not to fight you.  So, I won’t.”

“I was expecting you to not budge when he hit you! Why are you flying all over the place!”

“Because it’d be meaningless if I didn’t struggle. This is Mulan I’m fight for, I can take at least this much for her.” You shoot Mulan a thumbs up.

“B-b-baka!” Mulan calls, turning away in a blush. “I-it’s not like I think that’s really cool or anything.”

“She totally does!” Mushu shouts, “She smells really excited right now!”

“Quit smelling me you creep!” Mulan shouts back.

You hide a grimace at your little lie. Well, it was a partial truth, at least. You didn’t want to admit the real reason your body was flying around. It was because the so-called dragon king was really really strong. Even with maxed stats, you’ve found some issues. Specifically, you’re a human. Humans have a limit. Well, all creatures do, it’s just that a dragon’s upper limit is higher than your own. True, you could block Fa Zhou’s strikes, and not move an inch. However, if you did that, you’d be absorbing 100% of his blow. It wouldn’t kill you, but it word hurt like a motherfucker. Like a car’s crumple zone, you’ve found flying back and embedding yourself into dirt diminishes the force of impact far below your defensive ability. Standing still, you could take maybe twenty minutes of punishment before you collapse, but being tossed around didn’t hurt a bit.

“Even for love…” Fa Zhou broke off the bickering siblings. “Do you think you can keep up with this forever?”

“Well, I have been draining your stamina, so the question is, can you keep up with it?”

The old man gave a laugh. “I thought I was running out of steam quickly. Was afraid I was just getting old. Tell me young one, why would you tolerate such abuse, just for this young dragon?”

“Isn’t that obvious? Since I came to this world, she’s was the second to join me. I love her.”

“You bastard.” Mushu growls.

“L-l-l-love! M-m-m-master…” Mulan is fidgeting and looking extremely shy.

“Why are you being shy now?” You ask. “We just confessed are love earlier.

“I-in front of father, it’s so embarrassing, but I must say it too! I love master too.”

The old man scratches his chin with an interested look. “What do you mean by ‘came to this world’?”

“Huh? Ah, well, I was summoned here from another world.”

For the second time, a surprised look covers the man’s face. Numerous other dragons also start whispering excitedly. Fa Zhou shoots a look at Mulan, who nods in confirmation.

“And I suppose, you’ll bump heads with the demon lords?”

“Well, more like bump uglies, but yeah, in a way you could say I’ve succumbed two of them.”

“A true hero…” there is a whisper among the dragons.

“It can’t be.”

“Father! You shouldn’t listen to this, he’s clearly lying!” Mushu declares.

“He’s not! I’ve seen the defeated demon lords. He made them bow on their knees before him!”

So, they could give you head…

“And, he’s punish them brutally if they step out of line!”

You do like to spank them.

“And, they’re forced to act like dogs in front of him!”

Doggy position is Grimhilde’s favorite position.

The muttering grew louder with each declaration until everyone is talking excitedly.

“What does that have to do with anything?” You ask, slightly irritated at your confusion.

It is Fa Zhou who speaks up. “Few know this, but our particular dragon colony are the direct descendants of the great magic dragon Puff.”

“Puff the magic dragon?” You reply dryly.

“The one and only! He gave up his freedom and became a servant to the hero from another world 1000 years ago. The hero rode him to battle and stopped the summoning of the evil god. I only saw him once as a small child, but that moment I’ve cherished my entire life. Our entire line is devoted to stopping the resurrection of the evil god and serving the hero. If you’re the hero… then that would mean…”

“Th-that’s right!” Mulan interrupts like she just thought of something. “That’s why I became master’s dragon! He will ride me into battle against the forces of darkness. T-that’s why I had to run away, to find the great hero!”

She ran away and became your servant so that she wouldn’t get violated by her incestuous sibling! Now she is trying to spin it like she had planned this from the beginning. You consider what punishment games she’ll face later.

“I won’t believe it!” A shout cut through the excited discussion.

The voice was, of course, Mushu’s.

“Mushu!” Fa Zhou tries to cut him down with a glare, but he ignores his father.

“I won’t believe you’re the supercool hero! You won’t take my sister from me! It’s no fair she gets to travel with the hero and I don’t! No, rather, I don’t believe you’re the hero! Father is just getting old! We’re ten times stronger in our dragon form and father didn’t even try!”

“Enough Mushu, you embarrassment of a child, it’s considered rude to fight outside of the form your opponent takes, especially when you’re the challenger!”

“I don’t care!” Mushu cries out. “I’ll prove once and for all that this guy can’t be that cool!”

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about anymore!” You shout.

Mushu explodes into a dragon form amongst all the human shapes, and with a single jump he launches himself at you.

“You can kill that bitch all you want!” Mulan points at Mushu.

“Don’t mind if I do!” You jump at the dragon, planning to meet him in the middle.

“No, you can’t! Mushu is still my child!” Fa Zhou leaps in the way, clearly not aware that death is a relative term for you.”

You stop just short of hitting Fa Zhou, but the sheer strength of the blow carries through the wind. His scales shatter and Fa Zhou goes flying back, hitting Mushu and taking him with as they both slam into the mountainside.

“No! Father!” Mulan screams as the shattered man collapses to the ground.

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“Before you die for touching my Mulan, what is this master stuff?” Mushu demands.

“Master is master!” Mulan takes a step forward while shooting Mushu an angry look. “Mushu should but out of it!”

“Mulan is mine,” you explain. “So, I guess she was more comfortable seeing it as a master-servant relationship.”

“I’m masters! See!” Mulan pointed to the ruby collar around her neck, causing several of the dragons to gasp and even her father to tense up.

“A dragon would dare collar another dragon!” Mushu shouts.

“Hey, she asked for the collar!” You defend. “Besides, who says I’m a dragon?”

There was even more chatter amongst the dragons.

“Wait, are you saying you’re not a dragon?” This is the first time Fa Zhou looks genuinely alarmed.

“No. That transformation was just something for fun. I’m human… I think.” Your voice loses steam as the looks from the dragons become increasingly more hostile.

“If he’s not a dragon, then they can’t have legitimately bredlocked! Mulan, come back here! Your loving Mushu promises he won’t punish you too much!”

“No! I hate you! I’m bredlocked now! He was a dragon so it’s official!” Mulan declares.

So, apparently her desire to mate had a second hidden meaning. Only sex between dragons could be considered bredlocked. That meant that her declaration that you must get married originally back in the day was an embellishment, and also driven by her distaste for Mushu. When you first met her, she must have been eager to get into a relationship so that she wouldn’t have to go back home. On the other side, Mushu is looking very depressed at those words.

“Wh-why does Mulan hate me so? You used to think I was the coolest, remember?”

“You started turning weird!”

“I made those changes for you!” Mushu insists. “I wanted to be together with you. That’s why I started becoming a true man!”

Mushu flexes his muscles as if to prove the point. They are certainly impressive. The pretty boy Mushu is an above average attractive man. You aren’t into that kind of thing, but if you had to rate looks he is probably more attractive than Florian. In fact, if it wasn’t for his muscles, with the long golden hair he might even be confused for a girl.

“You’ve always been like this!” Mulan shouts with a teary expression. “You’d sneak into my bed at night and you’d start touching me in strange places and doing this and that! I didn’t like it! That’s why I ran away!”

“Mushu is a tiny-pervert?”

“Guh!” Mushu reacts like he was struck in the gut. “That is… skinship! I wanted skinship. If Mulan wasn’t so cute I wouldn’t sneak in your bed every night! What’s wrong with that?”

“Incest is wrong!” Mulan shouts back.

“Wait… whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?” You cry, “What the fuck you mean incest?”

It was the silver-haired dragon who looks exasperated and tired who responds. “It’s the unfortunate truth. Mushu and Mulan are siblings.”

“Listen here, fake dragon. Mulan is my beautiful and loving sister. Only I will have her!” Mushu declares.

Fa Zhou hits Mushu over the head with enough force that he face plants into the ground. A second later Mushu pulls his head out of the dirt and shoots you a glare like nothing happened.

“None of that matters now. I’ve already declared a fight to the death with this young man. No matter how much dragon you possess, you still claim ownership over my precious daughter. Our colony cannot afford to lose her. She’s my last normal child. I’d never be able to find someone to marry Mushu, so Mulan is my last chance to strengthen ties with another colony. With no proper heir, it’s the only way we’ll survive as a colony. Please prepare yourself.”

“Father, no!” Mulan cries before turning back to you. “Please, master, I beg you, if you love me even a little, don’t hurt father. I couldn’t bear to see him hurt. I know it’s an unreasonable request, but please don’t fight him.”

You take a few steps forward, patting Mulan’s head as you pass. “Don’t worry. I’ve already said it. Your mine, and today is your date. I will definitely fulfill your request, no matter how impossible it is.”

“S-so cool!” the words came from Mushu, who immediately covered his mouth and then gave you a hateful stare.

“Alright, old man. Mulan is mine. If you think you have the strength to take her, then test me.”

“I like the look in your eye young man.” Fa Zhou responds. “It’s a shame you weren’t born to our noble colony, decedents of the greatest dragon who ever lived. I might have even given you her hand myself. For that, I’ll end this quickly!”

Fa Zhou immediately dashes forward at a full speed which easily breaks the sound barrier. He arrives in front of you at a speed even the other dragons can’t see. They didn’t call him the dragon king for no reason. His fist flies at your face with enough speed that flames spark in the air. Of course, only you are fast enough to see the fist. Your hands instinctual go up to catch it.

However, after a brief glance at Mulan, looking on with worried eyes, you give a sigh and lower your hands. The fist strikes you in the chin with full strength. Soon, you find yourself flying into the side of the crater with a resounding boom.

“Huh?” the voice is Mulans.

The dragons are nodding as if this was a given conclusion. Only Mulan thought otherwise. It didn’t occur to her for a second, even knowing the absolute strength of her father, that he’d even move you a hair’s breadth. She had such absolute faith in your ability that her brain couldn’t process what just happened.

“It’s done.” Mushu says cockily. “Now, come over here Mulan so I can snuggle you properly!”

“Wait…” Fa Zhou stops Mushu from surging forward with a wariness that comes with age. “He… didn’t even attempt to block…”

The mini-crater on the side of the massive crater starts to crack and crumble, and a moment later you pop out. There is no blood or damage on your body, although you’re covered in a little bit more dirt than you were prior. You simply smile and shrug.

“Wh-wh-what is this?” Mushu takes a step back in surprise.

“Mulan told me not to fight.” You respond simply. “So, I won’t fight. I wonder how long you can keep up, old man.”

You raise a hand, gesturing your fingers to bait Fa Zhou. Fa Zhou watches you carefully with narrow eyes.

“I don’t know what game you’re playing.” The old man sighs. “I am truly sorry, my daughter, but it seems I will have to break your former lover. Goodbye, strange one.”

Fa Zhou comes at you again, faster than before, his fist burning with magic. You don’t lift a finger as the fist connects, creating a massive shockwave that engulfs the crater. It’s going to be a long day.

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If you’re wondering where I went this weekend, Saturday was my 10th year Anniversary, so no TOAE. I’m also published my second book this weekend. My first book will be free tomorrow until Saturday if you want to, you know, pick it up. Reading and reviewing it would do wonders for me. Please do so. Just don’t speak too enthusiastically in your review or amazon deletes it and says you must be my relative or something.

Also, it’s getting dangerously close to me finishing my doctorate. I’m looking for a job and so release times are probably going to suffer while I dedicate more time to writing papers and dissertations, so sorry, career first. I might even need to go on a month vacation from the sight while I write it. That’ll be in Fall of 2018. I’ll let you know when it happens.

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You pat off your naked behind as you stand up and look around. “Huh, it looks like we landed on a mountain.”

“It’s not a mountain anymore…” Mulan responds with a tight smile.

She isn’t wrong. The pair of you are in the center of a crater about a kilometer wide. There are traces of the mountain, but the impact has scattered the majority of the mountain and you now sit in a volcano-like divot created by your skyfall.

“Wait… I know this mountain.” Mulan’s eyes start to hold a look of worry.

“Huh? You recognize crater mountain?”

“Well, it wasn’t crater mountain before!” Mulan insists, covering herself up the best she can despite the lack of clothing for either of you. “Wait… we need to go! Master! We have to go now!”

“Go?”

Mulan seems to turn very agitated, grabbing at your arm and pulling while you stand there dumfounded. “Please, master!”

Before you can respond, there is a loud roar that nearly shakes the ground. A moment later, more roars answer, and within seconds you hear a cacophony of monster sounds around you. You look around but don’t see any monsters.

“Those sounds are familiar…”

“It’s too late, they’re here!” Mulan cries out, pointing up into the sky.

You look up in the direction she’s pointing, and that’s when you see emerging from the sky, dozens of dragons that are circling overhead. They start descending upon you. You merely stand there, naked, watching curiously. Mulan seems to cower more and more behind you the closer they get.

Finally, the dragons land in a circle around you. They don’t appear hostile necessarily. It is more like they are trying to put on a show of intimidation. While it’s true they are powerful, you check their stats and make sure yours are better. Suffice it to say, you’re confident you can take them. Just in case, you ready the insta-death dragon spell you made the first day you got there too, the one that killed Mulan.

“They’re dragons?” One of the dragons roar.

“This one… could she be? Mulan?” a silver dragon asks.

With those words, Mulan hides even farther behind you. Several other dragons make surprised exclamations as they talk excitedly among themselves. Mulan’s name comes up more than a few times.

“Hey!” You say casually. “How are you guys on this fine morning?”

You opt for pleasantries.

“You… strange dragon. We heard the sounds. You have taken this young dragon as your mate. That was a mistake, you will die!” A golden dragon shouts.

So much for pleasantries. “Excuse me, why is who I chose for my mate your problem?”

The dragon’s all look at each other, and then in a flash they all turn into human-like forms, landing on the ground softly. The whirling wind immediately dies down. You give a noise of surprise. So, dragons can turn into humans? The one who appears in charge is an older man with a beard. He had been the silver dragon. There also appears to be a cocky young man standing next to him with golden hair. He came from the golden dragon. He took a step forward, but the silver one stopped him by holding up a hand.

“You must be a rogue dragon. It’s rare to find a dragon that isn’t part of a colony. If you had been, you’d have known it is considered taboo to bredlock a dragon from another colony without expressed permission. This young dragon here appears to be one of ours. She is still quite young. Since she had gained the ability to hold a human form, she must have matured early, but she is still belongs to this colony.”

You give a tight smile as you look back at Mulan, who continues to shrink back and lower her head. So, normal dragons could appear in human form when they were adults. Mulan is officially an adult. You certainly didn’t push her into premature adulthood when you resurrected her from the dead. That’s just crazy talk. A-D-U-L-T… confirmed.

“A bredlock… that is to say that because I’m Mulan’s first, we are bound together, yes?” You clarify.

The golden-haired man became angrier while many of the other younger looking dragons winced. However, the old silver-haired bearded elder merely nodded.

“While it is true that you have bredlocked Mulan, this sort of thing can be broken.”

“Oh?” You aren’t terribly interested in the conversation, but you decide to humor him, since he’s been politer than the other dragons shooting you angry looks.

“A dragon can challenge and defeat you from Mulan’s colony. If you win, we forfeit the right to Mulan. If we when, you forfeit the right.”

“Well that doesn’t sound so bad.”

“The battle is to the death.”

“Ah.”

“It’ll be me who kills you, bastard!” The goldhaired man stepped forward.

“Mushu! Enough!”

“But Mulan was to be mine. It was all but decided.”

Mulan put a look of disgust on her face when the one named Mushu stepped forward. It was clear that she didn’t like the guy. If you had to guess, he was likely the reason she ran away in the first place.

“It was not decided, Mushu, do not get ahead of yourself.” The silver hair man shot a tired and exasperated look. “It will be me who performs this fight.”

“No!” Mulan said the first words since the dragon had spoken. “You mustn’t!”

“You have done this to yourself, my dear. Running away. Giving yourself to a rogue. You have much to atone for young lady.”

“Hmph.” Mushu shrugged. “I guess you’ll die anyway. Prepare to face the wrath of the dragon they call the Dragon King!”

Mulan turned back to you, tears in her eyes. Was she really so worried? This dragon king guy could hardly be that powerful.

“It’s alright, Mulan.” You give her a smile. “I’ll just kill him and then we can go home.”

Rather than looking relieved, her eyes swell up even more. “Please! No. Master, you can’t kill him?”

“Master?” There was a rumble of unhappy murmuring amongst the dragons at the word master.

You look from the crying Mulan to the silver-haired man questioningly. “What did I miss?”

“Ah? I guess we haven’t been properly introduced. Since we are about to fight to the death, we might as well exchange names. I am the Dragon King Fa Zhou. You can also call me, Mulan’s father.”

“Ah…” That’s problematic.

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Chapter 2 – Education

“ *sigh* Haaaaaa…….so boring .”

Lute Dragoon, who was already 7 years old, strolled around the garden alone while muttering how bored he was.

His mother was training with her magic. He enjoyed watching it but once she stopped, she would start meditating which was boring. That was why Lute decided to while away the time by strolling in the garden.

He might be complaining at the moment but once he began observing the plant, he would become absent minded. He would start appreciating how beautiful the flower was how they grew and anything that related to plants.

Next week, he would start his private education like his big sister.

A few days ago, Wallen mentioned this to Lute that his education like his sister would start when he’s 7 years old as he was Dragoon Family’s sole successor. He also told to Lute not to tell his mother as Wallen himself would speak to Sheila.

Then he suddenly heard someone calling him.

“Luuuuuuuttteeee!!!! I miss you so much!!!!”

Lute then turned to where that voice was coming from and saw a crimson haired girl running toward him at full speed, before she jumped and hugged him.

“Waaaahhh!!! Rosalin Nee-chan, it dangerous…geez…..”

Rosalin Dragoon, 9 years old, Lute’s big sister. She was wearing a white school uniform.

She entered school when she’s 8 years old. People called her a genius because she became an honor student at such young age. Rosalin was having a hard time in the school because her house was so far away, which ended up needing her to stay in the dorm. Every time she received a chance to go home, she would rush back home and meet Lute first like she always did.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhh! I feel so calm when I hug you, Lute. School really makes me tired and people keep asking me.”

“Hahaha here, here, Rosalin Nee-chan. I hope I can help you even just a little.” Lute smiled indulgently.

Lute hugged his sister back. He knew Rosalin was having a rough time and let her do what she liked for the time being. Rosalin then brought him to the bench while still hugging him. She sat down and started talking about her school activities. Lute just listened without complaining.

“Hmmmmmm, I feel so refreshed after talking with you. Thank you.”

“I’m glad to help,” Lute replied.

“Well, I will hold it for now but I cannot wait until Lute enters school later,” Rosalin said excitedly.

“Mu, I do not want it. It will restrict my movement. I cannot do what i want later.”

Said Lute with annoyed tones.

He was a child who did what he liked and he disliked being restricted, his curiosity and observation was quite high. When he wanted to know something, he would learn it until he completely mastered it, unless the thing he saw was not interesting or boring, he would just ignore it.

“You can’t, you have promised father, mothers and me that you will enter the school. Do you remember? Also father and mothers dislike people who cannot keep their promise. Also Mommy Sheila will sad.” Rosalin reprimanded Lute.

“Uuuuuuuuugh!”

Lute was a smart boy, he knew what Rosalin said was true. He had no choice but go to school.

“Fine then, I also cannot bear to see big sister alone at the school.” Lute gave in as he scratched his cheek. While he did agree with his sister, he still thought that going to school was a waste of his time.

“Oh my, so you are really worried about me. Thank you very much. I will appreciate it when you enter the school.”

But on the other hand, Rosalin was very happy that her little brother would be going to the same school she attended.

She hugged him tightly, which ended up burying Lute in her developing breasts. Even though Rosalin was still 9 years old, her body had steadily developed to a woman’s body, especially her breasts, which were quite big for 9 years old. It’s no doubt she would become beautiful woman like her mother.

Now, Lute who was buried in his sister’s developing breasts, felt comfortable but as she hugged him more tightly he started to feel uncomfortable and could not breathe. He struggled and patted her hand but she still did not realize.

“Ne….Rosalin Nee-chan, I….can….cannot breathe…… argh…”

“Ah, sorry. I was just too happy, hehehehe.”

“Seriously, Nee-chan… Don’t do it again”

Because her action earlier caused Lute to pout, but seeing his pouting face make Rosalin smiled and apologized in a cute way.

“Oh my. Rosalin, welcome back.”

Sheila had already finished with her magic training when she saw Rosalin arrive with Lute

“Yeeesss, Mommy Sheila!! I’m home !! Hehehe.”

Rosalin then hugged Sheila, who returned the embrace.

“So this week was your holiday right?”

“Yup, but I feel so tired and miss you all. Also, it’s hard in the school. I don’t realize when it happened so suddenly, what with becoming an honor student and all…”

Sheila patted Rosalin’s head.

“Then feel free to share your problem while you are here. Take your time to enjoy the holiday. Also go meet your mom.”

“Ah, hehehe, I totally forgot. Then, Lute and mommy Sheila, I will be going first.”

Rosalin waved to Lute and Sheila as she walked toward mansion

Then Sheila sat next to Lute on the bench, enjoying the scenery of the garden that’s full with flowers. Then she hugged and snuggled with him like she always did.

“Aren’t you happy your sister is finally home? You looked lonely when she’s going to school.”

Sheila teased Lute

“Not really…”

Lute looked away as he answered, he seemed embarrassed.

He was already fine without Sheila. He won’t cry when he’s lonely or when he didn’t see her. He also slept in his own room. However, the opposite ended up happening. When Lute was walking around in or out of mansion, Sheila would order her maid to walk with him when she’s doing meditation or magic training. But when Lute was absent for so long she felt so lonely and worried about him and at that time Lute would suddenly appear of nowhere in front of her like he knew that she was lonely. She remembered this event that always happened so she believed no matter what happened Lute always would be there for her. This made her very happy.

Lately Sheila noticed Lute was always thinking when he saw something that spiked his interest. She was so worried and kept this a secret but she realized that she was being selfish. This secret could hold up until now because Wallen had been busy over the last few years. He still returned home but rarely stayed long. The longest one was one month, which made Elizabeth and Sheila feel lonely but they knew Wallen’s service was needed to keep the empire safe.

“Let go back. It’ already near lunchtime.”

“Yes, i starting feel hungry.”

Sheila just smiled wryly. He was still eating quite a lot but not like when he was 5 years old, when she needed to breastfeed Lute every night. But while Lute stopped sucking his mother’s breast every night, he was still asking for milk breast when he’s really hungry and food was still not prepared yet.

Sheila didn’t mind that as it was a happy moment in her life. Though it’s quite troubling as Lute sometimes asked for her milks when everyone was present.

 

In the mansion, Rosalin and Lute were playing cards.

It was called Luveria card game, which you needed to guess a word based on a diagram.

Rosalin learned how play this in her school.

It’s really interesting for Lute. Both Lute and Rosalin were immersed in it. Most of the time, Rosalin won while Lute continually made mistakes. Elizabeth and Sheila just watched them with warm smiles.

“I’m home!!!! Whew, made it in time. I guess it was worth it.”

Both of them were startled by the sudden loud voice that came from the main door of the mansion except for Lute and Rosalin who were too focused in the card game. Wallen happily walked to the living room. It was his free time and he knew Rosalin had returned from her school.

“Welcome back, dear,” Elizabeth greeted him.

“Welcome back, Wallen,” Sheila added.

“Oh, you’re all here. And…….what they are doing…… Rosalin~~~~ and Lute~~~~ I’m home.”

“”……….”” Neither Rosalin nor Lute responded.

The silence was so awkward that Wallen felt as if he had done something wrong. When both of his wives realized it, Elizabeth opened her mouth.

“*sigh*……Do not worry about it, dear. They are playing a card game that Rosalin learned during her time at school while waiting for lunch.”

“Yes, then without our realization, they became so immersed in it. So we can only watch.”

“Hooooo, that seems fun to play. No wonder they aren’t aware of their surroundings.”

Wallen just smiled as he watched his daughter and son play together. Lately he saw many aristocrat families not having a good relationship, especially among siblings. This world still used the old system of inheritance. The first son was guaranteed the position of replacing his father and managing his land. While the daughter was being subjected to political marriage and the other sons had to leave once the first son married. Some aristocrats including the Dragoon family never used this old system. Their ancestor, Gilbert, realized this when he met his friend, the otherworlders, who told him, “This system is too cruel. We cannot take it off completely so how about we support each other so they can also survive. Even we get dragged into political marriage. At least know the love of having family”. This advice was passed down to all generations until Wallen’s. Wallen had a big brother and their relationship was very good but his brother was not interested in inheriting the house and succeeding his father’s position. So he just passed that position to Wallen then left to find his own future and never come back.

As Wallen reminisced while watching his children playing, Elizabeth’s voice entered his ears.

“Well, it’s almost time for lunch, let’s call them.”

“Hahahaha. Well, let them be. When food is served they will stop. Do not worry. If it does not work then I will call them.”

His wife looked worried but he succeeded in convincing them . They went to the dining room while the maid placed the food on the table. Taptaptap….the sound of small footsteps running to dining room.

“Yaaa food!!! Eh!?!? Papa, when did you get here?”

“Ummmm, Rosalin Nee-chan, I think we were too focused on playing that card game.”

“Wahahahaha! See? They will come. Now sit down. I just arrived but you two were just immersed in it without realizing it.”

“”Sorry””Lute and Rosalin apologized.

“Now, now. Both of you sit down. Don’t stay there,” Elizabeth told them.

All of them started eating. Lute and Rosalin talked about their earlier match such as “Mu, next time I will beat you.” then “ No, you just lost 17 times. Just try learn from it, haha” and other. While Elizabeth, Sheila and Wallen discussed about family, work and mostly important…..

“By the way, Sheila, we are going start Lute’s education next week,”

“I have no problem with it. If it’s for my son I’m willing to do anything for him.”

“The plan is still same?”

“Yes but depending on the tutor we called, I do not know if we can get the same tutor, Klaus. It has been years since we called him.”

The plan Elizabeth asked was basic education for an earlier age such as learning how to write, read, calculations, history and common knowledge. This was already applied to Rosalin and there was no problem. So they decided to do the same with Lute. The only difference was that Lute was 7 years old and his education would start earlier than Rosalin while Rosalin had already mastered writing, reading and calculating when she’s 4, so she only needed to learn about history and common knowledge when she’s 7 almost 8 and she finished the study only withing four months.

“Then…..i will tell him right away after this.”

Both of his wives just nodded, showing that they agreed with Wallen’s decision. After lunch, they drank the tea.

“Lute, can you hear me out?”

“Yes? What it is, Papa?”

“Next week your education will be starting, I hope you can cooperate and focus during studying. If there is a problem, you can ask me, your mother, Elizabeth or your big sister.”

“Ok, I will keep in mind and try my best for studying.”

“Hmmmm, I’m glad.”

Wallen smiled broadly, happy with his son’s answer. He knew his son was not interested as he remembered his annoyed face few days ago. So he decided to have Luke make a promise because he knew Lute always kept his promise.

Wallen then patted his son’s head as smiled and thought.

Son, I have a dream, a dream where big wars more terrifying than the Holy Great Wars engulfed this world and you are the one who is going to stop this war as you are the centre of it.

 

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Chapter 1 – A Mother’s love

Morning.

Sheila woke up. She saw the clock on the wall that was displaying the current time, 7 AM, and the first thing she did was turning her head to look for the figure that was sleeping beside her. There laid a crimson-haired boy, soundly sleeping beside her. She smiled as she looked at the peaceful face of her sleeping son, then kissed his forehead. Being able to kiss her son while embracing him was a beautiful start to their day.

He was currently 5 years old, and he usually slept holding onto Sheila, which made her very happy. Now Sheila couldn’t sleep without her son sleeping by her side, she’d be too anxious to sleep. She worried every time she thought about her son leaving her, so a part of her was glad to see him being so attached to her.

If she were to be away from the house, Lute would cry so loudly that his sound could be heard from anywhere in the mansion. Even when he’s walking with her, he’ll cry in a matter of seconds if she were to be physically separated from him.

Every morning, she would wake up earlier than Lute to meditate, it was her routine back when she was still a Mage, even now that she had retired, she still continued this routine, possibly out of habit. She usually did her meditation at the porch as she felt the fresh morning air.

Meditation, simply put, allowed natural mana to be absorbed faster than normal. Most people could do this. Another reason why she did this in the morning would be because she was more unlikely to be interrupted as she meditated.

“ Moooommyyyy! Where are you!! ……. uuuuuu!”

That was her, Sheila’s beloved son’s voice.

Lute Dragoon.

The son of Sheila and Wallen.

He was an overly clingy and spoiled child, which gave Sheila a hard time handling him as she was inexperienced with child rearing. But despite having a hard time, she liked it and thought it was worth it. No, spending time with her son was her joy and happiness.

She would remember the happiness she felt when she gave birth to him, the joy as she breastfed him and all sorts of happy feelings when it came to Lute.

When she remembered that, she couldn’t help but smile…

Especially when she recalled the day Lute called her “Mommy” for the first time.

 

“Mommy… Mommy….”

Sheila was on her way to practice magic when she heard something unbelievable.

“Mommy… Mommy….”

She finally realized it, that innocent voice belonged to her beloved son.

She trembled and unconsciously dropped the Magic staff she was gripping on the ground. Surprised and shocked, she turned her head around to look for the origin of the voice, and found a one year old crimson haired boy looking at her with his pair of violet eyes. Still surprised, her movement was delayed for a moment, then she moved to the boy.

“Mommy……”

Sheila looked at the child. Her hands trembled as she reached her hands out and hugged the child. The child revealed a happy smile and stretched his hands towards her and called her again: “Mommy!”

“Uhm! Uhm!”

Big droplets of tears fell from her eyes and dripped onto the child’s face. A blissful smile appeared on Sheila’s face. She held the boy tightly in her arms and pulled him to her breast. She choked on her words: “My son… My son… Lute… Can say mommy now! He can say mommy now!!”

“Mommy!”

“Uhm! I’m here, I’m here!! Mommy is not going anywhere!!”

Sheila tightly held the child and stroked his head, face, and back as she placed her ear close to him to listen to his happy laughter. Her tears gently flowed down her face as she wore a happy smile on her face.

 

She felt great happiness that she couldn’t express just by remembering that.

“Yes yes, mommy’s here. I have told you I will meditate here every morning.”

“Ah, sorry…..”

Then she walked and opened the door and found a maid standing by outside the room. In this house, only Sheila, Lute and the maids would be up this early.

Sheila then ordered the maid to prepare warm water for a bath.

The maid bowed and obeyed the order.

As the maid left, Sheila then cleaned and arranged the blanket and pillow before going to the bathroom. Normally Sheila could order the maids to clean her room but she was an independent woman so she didn’t need help to clean her own room as she used to take care herself before she was married.

 

“Madam, the water is ready,” the maid informed her.

“Thank you, you can continue your work. I will do the rest”  

The maid bowed politely and left the room to continue their job.

She then held her son’s hand as they walked to the bathroom. 

Sheila then slowly removed her clothes, revealing her slender flawless white body.

As she continued, her clothes continued to slide down, revealing her white, ample and alluring bottom, exposing the liquid curve of her white back. Her back was slender, yet not scrawny, clear and lustrous without peer. The skin of her neck and shoulder was flawlessly soft and seemingly pink, as if it had been lubricated.

Lute just watched her naked body for a while as if he was in a trance. Even though he’s still 6, his stare gave Sheila a weird feeling.

Then she heard an unexpected praise from her son.

“Mommy’s so beautiful…….”

“Hue!!! Eh! Ah, Ehehe, thanks.”

She smiled and thanked her son for praising her even though she blushed and a weird voice came out from her for some reason, and then proceeded to help him undress. As she slid down Lute’s pants, his 5 year old crotch came into her view. Despite being a 5 year old boy, his genital was 12cm long, which was unusual for his age. Lute was her first son and having never seen other boys his age, she didn’t notice what’s unusual with Lute, but she did feel that his size was abnormal. She blushed and thought.

Does a child’s genitals grow so fast? He’s just 5 years old, and yet…

She thought as she briefly stared at Lute’s genitals. Sheila was used to seeing Lute’s genitals, but still had complex feelings seeing his unusual growth. Not noticing herself staring at it, Lute snapped her back to reality.

“Mommy, are you alright? You stopped moving.”

“Eh? Ah, nothing, mommy’s alright.”

She hurriedly put away that thinking then proceeded to the bathroom while her face was still red, but Lute noticed it and asked.

“Mommy, Your face sudden turned red. Are you really alright?”

“Eh!! Not..nothing!!! Mommy’s ok. Hahaha!” Sheila forced a laugh.

Lute tilted his head at his mother’s strange behavior. After both mother and son removed their clothes, they walked into the bathroom.

They had to first wash their body before entering the bathtub. Sheila, after pouring water over her head, her hair and body appeared to be shiny and glossy. If a man were to watch her in this state, he’d definitely be smitten by her smooth skin and sexy figure as he would lose his sanity. She noticed Lute staring at her with sparkling eyes, but said nothing and thought.

Lute’s watching me again…

She smiled and blushed a little bit at her son’s behaviour.

They’ve been doing this every day. But Lute would soon turn 5 years old, she must stop spoiling him.

Then she helped Lute wash his body.

She carefully washed his whole body from head to toe, as if she’s handling a very delicate object, and when she’s finished, she hugged Lute and sighed.

“Haaaaaaa… Lute is so cute and soft….. It really makes mommy feel good and calm.“

 “Ehehehe, thanks mommy.”

As she snuggled with Lute, she slowly moved her hand to his crotch.

“It’s about time we wash here too.”

Sheila shifted her eyes towards Lute’s genitals, the part she had been washing ever since he was 2 years old.

“Un!”

Lute nod his head happily, he really loved it when his mother washed his wee-wee.

Lute’s genital was then hidden by Sheila’s hand as she slowly stroked it.

“Urgh…….. Mommy… It feels good……”

As Lute was enjoying his mother’s touch, Sheila peeled down his foreskin.

“It’s really dirty. Are you properly washing this?”

She asked Lute as if she’s interrogating him

“…I did,” Lute answered, fidgeting as he looked away from his mother’s gaze.

Sheila then looked at her son’s foreskin

“There’s a lot of smegma! it’s really dirty!”

She tightened her grip, and began inspecting it as she glared at her son.

“From now on you need to wash it every day; on top of that, your foreskin is tightening and not peeling. And you’re almost 6, Mommy won’t help you wash your wee-wee anymore once you reach six.”

She spoked with a forceful tone.

“Eh? But-but”

“No,” Sheila said firmly.

“Uhh… I’m sorry…”

Lute, currently on verge of tears, apologetically replied to her mother.

Sheila noticed that her son was about to cry, panicked a little bit and comforted him in a hurry.

“No! Mommy’s not angry! Or scolding you! Mommy’s just worried that you will catch a strange disease!”

“Really?”

Lute asked his mother hesitantly, scared at the thought of his mother hating him.

“YES! That’s why please wash your body properly from now on!”

Sheila responded hastily.

“Un, I will!”

She sighed in relief as Lute’s face brightened up as he happily answered his mother.

“Wash me again mommy,” Lute pleaded.

“Hah… You naughty boy.”

Sheila smiled helplessly as she wrapped her hand around Lute’s genital, twining it with her white slender fingers, and started slowly and gently stroking, covering it with soap.

Lute’s genital was slimy from the soap that his mother smeared on.

“Aaaa, it feels weird but good~”

Lute was enjoying the weird feeling as his genitals was being stroked by his mother.

She continued rubbing her son’s genital, also lathering his balls.

“Here too,” Sheila said.

She peeled his foreskin off and thoroughly cleaned his penis until it was completely clean.

“Fufufu, naughty boy. You became so big.” Sheila spoke in a teasing tone.

Lute’s small genital grew bigger.

“Eheheh…” Lute laughed shyly.

She blushed a little bit and smiled mischievously when she saw his reaction.

It grew bigger again… Bigger than when he was still 4… My son… My Lute-chan is slowly turning into a man.

Without realizing it, she was grabbing his penis tightly and moving it up and down in a rough pace, as if someone was controlling her. Seeing Lute feel good from her touch made her want to do it more and more.

“Urgh…… Hmmmmmm….. Mmmmm…… What, is this feeling……”

His mother always washed his wee-wee, but she had never done it this roughly. As a result, he was starting to feel a new, weird sensation from this new experience.

Then Sheila increased the speed of her movement even more.

“Ah….. Urgh… More….. More….. More!!!”

She continued tormenting her son carefully with a rough pace and her breath also started getting rougher… Seeing her son’s ecstatic look and him demanding more, she couldn’t stop herself anymore.

As she increased her pace, Lute started having hard time and his breathing went out of order because of the new sensation he had never experienced before.

Suddenly, he felt a sensation he was not familiar with, as if something was going to come out from his wee wee… Is that pee? He thought.

He wanted to tell his mother about this abnormality in his body, but he couldn’t speak due to the pleasure from the weird sensation.

“Ah…… Mom….. Mom….. Mom-!!!”

“Fufufufu~”

Meanwhile, she was enjoying the sight of her son feeling good from her touch.

“Ah…… Mom….. Mom….. MOMMY!!!”

She snapped back to reality when Lute called her mommy, at the same time, white juices spurted out from his penis, spraying some onto her face and into her mouth, which was opened from surprise.

Her hand stopped as she finally realized what she had done to her son, she was doing something that should not be done between families. She commited a taboo that should never be done!

Panicking and anxious at the same time, she was at loss at how to respond to her son.

What I have done to my son! What was I doing to my son, why…… No, for now, let ask if he’s alright. This incident should be kept a secret and never happen again!

 “Ah- Sorry, Lute, are you alright!?”

“Haa…. Haaa….. I’m alright.”

“Is that so… Then let’s rinse ourselves and get out. And… Please keep this a secret. It’s a secret between the two of us, okay?

Lute, who was still in a trance, just nodded.

They started drying their hair and body with the towel readied by the maids. She wanted to snuggle with him a little bit more as she really was spoiling her son too much, but didn’t do so because she felt bad about the incident earlier. She was having a complicated feeling without her realizing it.

After calming down and having dried their body and finished dressing up, they then left the bathroom and walked together.

They then moved to the dining room to find Elizabeth and Rosalin already present.

“Good morning, Rosalin, Elizabeth.” Sheila greeted them.

“Good morning,” Elizabeth returned the greeting.

“”Good morning!”” Lute and Rosalin traded greetings.

Lute and Rosalin were especially energetic when they greeted each other. Both mothers just giggled when they saw their actions.

Rosalin Dragoon was the first daughter of Wallen and Elizabeth.

Lute’s elder half-sister was 2 years older than Lute.

She was currently 7 years old, but her still growing body was slowly but surely showing some development. She had blood crimson hair and a pair of blue eyes which she inherited from her father, while her face resembled her mother, who was known as the most beautiful woman in the empire. People saw her as a cute little girl now, but there’s no doubt she’ll become an attractive beauty on par with her mother in the future. 

And she was a genius that picked up writing and calculating very quickly at 4 years old.. She had extraordinary learning speed compared to her peers

After greeting each other, they sat down and started eating their breakfast that was served by the maids while chatting.

“Where is Papa?” Rosalin asked when she realized her father, Wallen, was not present.

“Papa went to the capital, the Emperor was calling him.”

“Ehh? Again? He promised to play with me and Lute today.”

“I’m sorry, dear,” Elizabeth apologized gently.

“So, how is Rosalin’s study progressing?”

Sheila changed the topic when she felt the sudden gloominess.

“Everything so far is good. There no problem with writing, reading and calculating since she already mastered those at 4 years old.”

“Yes! I never knew study really good but I more like with Lute!”

Rosalin hugged Lute who was still eating next to her. Elizabeth smiled, then said.

“Well, you can play right now before you start studying.”

“Thank you!”

Lute was very close with his big sister as Rosalin was the one who always played with him.

 

After breakfast, Rosalin and Lute played together in the mansion’s garden.

Lute was playing enthusiastically with Rosalin.

“Rosalin Nee-chan! Let’s play Hero and princess again!”

“Eh, but I don’t want to play that game anymore…”

“Why?”

“I want to play something else!”

“How about playing catch?”

“That’s boring too…”

“Then what you want to play?”

“I don’t know…”

“How about tag?”

“Lute-chan is too fast, I can’t run fast as you,” Rosalin grumbled.

“….”

“….”

“How about playing newlyweds?” Lute said innocently

“Eh?” Rosalin stared at him.

“Not good too?”

“Let’s play it!!!”

 

10am was the starting time for Rosalin’s first lesson. Wallen had arranged it so that she could start her formal education when she reached 7 years old. She would be personally taught by a tutor that they hired.

Meanwhile, Lute was feeling lonely. His sister, who usually played with him was busy due to her lesson, leaving him all alone. He started crying so hard even Sheila couldn’t calm him down.

Rosalin could hear the faint sound of her brother’s sobbing, she felt like she needed to do something to Lute. There, an idea popped up in her head. She requested the tutor for a break, and he allowed it, sensing her intentions.

She left the room to look for her brother, and found him in the room where he usually slept with Sheila. Lute’s faced was covered with tears and snot, large droplets of tears continued spilling from his eyes as he sniffed sadly. He was surprised by the appearance of Rosalin, his sobbings calmed down a little bit.

Rosalin walked to where Lute is, and knelt down beside him, then gently moved his head and placed it on top of her lap. Lute stopped crying, but was a little confused by his sister’s action.

“I’m here. Big sister is here, so stop crying.”

Rosalin gently smiled at him as she consoled him while stroking his head.

“Geez, I can hear you even from inside the study room. I couldn’t bear listening to my precious brother’s sad cries.” Rosalin reprimanded him.

“Ah… Sorry… “ Lute apologized. “Rosalin Nee-chan, I feel sad when you’re not playing together with me… I want to be with Rosalin Nee-chan…”  

“I thought I’d hear you say that, so I came up with an idea!”

She turned to Sheila who was sitting near Lute on the bed, and said.

“Can Lute study together with me? If Lute doesn’t understand what the tutor taught, he can just watch it quietly. I think he wants a companion who will do things together with him.”

“Hm…. I will talk to your father about this, but he will have to stop if he disturbs your lesson.”

“Lute, what do you think-”

“I want to be with Rosalin Nee-chan! I promise I won’t disturb her or the tutor!” Lute answered right after Rosalin finished speaking, his tears were still flowing but he stopped crying.

“Then let’s ask for the tutor’s permission later. If he allows it then we can be together even when I take my lessons.”

After that, they asked for the tutor’s permission, and he allowed it, but only if Lute behaved and did not disturb the tutoring.

Since then, Lute’s time with Rosalin increased, and he would quietly watch his sister when she’s taking her lessons.

Sheila thought, “It can’t be helped…” and smiled wryly. She could just let Lute follow Rosalin everywhere, but the problem was she herself also needed to be within Lute’s view.

It was their daily life. After Rosalin’s lesson was done for the day, they would play together again, and she would occasionally explain the content of her lesson that he didn’t understand. And when Sheila practiced her magic, Lute and Rosalin was excited to see her magic.

 

Rosalin and Lute were tired after playing together, and their mothers called for tea and snacks.

“Lute, Rosalin, it’s time to stop.”

”We have prepared tea and snacks, come take a seat.”

“Comiiiiing!” Rosalin and Lute responded cheerfully.

Lute and Rosalin stopped playing and went to their mothers, then took a seat around the round table. Sheila served the tea, and Elizabeth brought the snacks for tea time.

Rosalin took a chocolate biscuit and gave it a bite. Her eyes sparkled and exclaimed. “This biscuit…. I like it!!!”

“I’m glad you like it. This is a chocolate biscuit.”

“Quite a lot has changed ever since the otherworlders spread the recipe from their world. This chocolate biscuit is one of the recipes that the otherworlders introduced.”

“Yes, apparently they missed the food from their world so much they decided to make food from their world even though the ingredients are different.”

“The knowledge and inventions that they introduced are amazing, too. Apparently previously we can only look at the sky and the position of the stars to determine the time, but with the introduction of clock, we can easily and accurately tell the time.”

“The idea of combining magic and science together is fascinating, but it has its good and bad points,” Elizabeth remarked.

“Haaa, it is really hard when we cannot imagine certain parts when using magic but with their knowledge, it becomes more powerful, I heard this from my seniors back when I was still working as a Mage, apparently the otherworlders have changed the method of studying magic and improved it. And during my time as Leader of Magic Court, the time taken for studying magic has been reduced so much that we can now focus more on training.” Sheila’s eyes were brimming in amazement

“Yes, but it is still troublesome. There are people using it in the wrong way. Like the Ancient Weapon that the Demons used during the Holy Great Wars… it’s so powerful that it can destroy the continent.” Elizabeth sighed and shook her head.

The discussion continued until the sky turned dark.

 

At night, right after dinner…..

“Madam Elizabeth and Madam Sheila, there is a message from Master Wallen,” a maid reported.

“Did something happen?”

“Please continue,” Sheila ordered.

The maid nodded and continued. “Yes, Master Wallen said that he will be away for a few days to take care of several problems, and told you not to worry about him. He also said that he will return as soon as the matter is settled and requested that you take care of Young lady Rosalin and Young master Lute.”

“Eeeeeehhh? Papa will not come back home? It feels lonely here…..”

Rosalin felt sad because lately she never had a chance to talk or play with him. He came back home after they’re asleep and left the house before they met.

Lute went and hugged her with a smile, and said.

“It’s ok! I’m here for Rosalin Nee-chan! And dad is amazing, he will definitely return!”

“Haaaaa… Thanks, Lute,” Rosalin sighed

Rosalin smiled and blushed a little bit when her younger brother reassured her.

Elizabeth and Sheila too smiled at their interaction.

“You may continue your work,” Elizabeth dismissed the maid.

“Yes.”

The maid bowed and left for her next task.

“Wallen is so busy lately, even though he is usually only called by Onii-sama for difficult missions. I wonder if something big is going to happen; now I feel worried too…”

“… Yes, me too. I asked him about it before, it seems like a shady group is making suspicious movements within the empire.” Sheila sounded grim

Both of them sighed together…

“I wish I can help too…..”

“Wallen will probably decline. Even Onii-sama told me stay away from it.”

Sheila just nodded.

Both were the former princess and former leader of magic court but still could not help their husband with their strengths.

“Well, let’s leave it at that. Let’s go to sleep.”

“Yeah, the children are tired from playing around, we should sleep too.”

Lute was already nodding off from drowsiness, and Rosalin’s eyes were half-opened. Clearly, they were tired and were ready to sleep anytime.

“Hmmmm… Goodnight, Lute….”

Rosalin gave Lute a goodnight hug while holding out against her sleepiness. Elizabeth too went to hug Lute. He looked very cute in that state, so she hugged her out of an urge to protect him. Lute looked comfortable when Elizabeth hugged him with her big breasts, Sheila was envious, either at Elizabeth’s big breasts or how Lute looked so comfortable when he was enveloped by Elizabeth’s big breasts, or possibly both.

“Hmmmm… Goodnight, Mommy Elly….”

“Fufufu, good night.”

Lute did not discriminate between his mothers because he loved his family very much for bringing him so much happiness. Elizabeth would sometime play with Lute when Sheila was busy with something else. At first, Lute couldn’t get used to the absence of Sheila and would cry when she’s not by his side, but after spending some time playing with Elizabeth, he eventually opened up to Elizabeth, and they got really close, even calling her as Mommy Elly.

After giving each other hugs, they went to their respective rooms to sleep.

 

Inside Sheila’s room, Lute suddenly woke up.

“Mommy, I’m hungry…..” Lute complained as he held his stomach.

“Eh? You have eaten a lot earlier, but you’re still hungry?”

“Hmmm…. It can’t be helped….”

Sheila sighed as she lowered her upper cloth inside her room to expose her white breast and pink nipple. Sheila still produced breast milk, but she kept it a secret from everyone. This happened every night; Lute would tell her he’s hungry even though he ate a lot from dinner earlier. He once mentioned that her breast milk is like a dessert after dinner, which gave her a complicated feeling.

She thought that Lute might be doing this intentionally, but she didn’t think a 5 year old kid could talk so smoothly, feeling worried that he might be a lady killer in the future.

Sheila, who sat on the bed, then gestured for Lute to come by patting her lap.

“As always, sit on mommy’s lap and drink it.”  

“Ok!”

Lute sat on his mother’s lap then he held one of her pink nipple’s inside his mouth and started sucking.

This was part of their daily activities, even when Lute was already 5 years old; he still liked to suck on his mother’s breast.

Sheila started breastfeeding him while sitting on the bed; she would pat and caress his head. The way he sucked on her breast felt good, she’d occasionally moan, and sometimes he would grope her other breast. Her heartbeat would accelerate, and she always questioned herself… was this really alright?

Every time we go into the bathroom together, I touch my son’s penis and every night, I let my son suck my breast.

She could not find the answer the answer she wanted. In this house, only the both of them knew about this.

Then she recalled the incident that happened earlier today…

And today, I finally committed a taboo… I touched my son’s penis till he got erection and stimulated him until he ejaculated…. What happened today was a mistake and will not happen again… From now on, I will teach him how to wash himself, so I don’t have to wash him again.

Sheila then remembered about the white stuff she drank…

She unconsciously gulped, and secretly thought…

But his semen… was delicious…

 

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Prologue

500 years after the dreadful war.

There were 2 persons hunting in a certain forest.

“Seriously, calling me to accompany you hunting. But let me remind you, if you want me to accompany you. Find a suitable place please. ”

“What? It’s fine. I’m so bored that I need a change of pace. Besides, we’re buddie,  right? ”

“Haaaa…. Alright, it can’t be helped but how about your work? ”

“As always, dealing with the aristocrats, managing the nations and others.”

“I see. So what’s the reason you called me, Willber?”

Willber Von Kesseling Arezal was the current king of the Great Arezal Kingdom… no, the current emperor of the Great Arezal Empire.

Because their ancestor was the winner of the war, many small countries subjected themselves to the Great Arezal Kingdom, which led to the creation of the Great Arezal Empire.

The current emperor’s appearance had a sturdy look with a scar on his left cheek. Willber’s ancestor, Arthur Arezal, married a person from another world who had black hair and black eyes; as a result, most of royal family inherited the trait.

“Nothing, I just want to hunt and chat… How about your side, Wallen? “

“Oh, all of them in are good health. “

Wallen Dragoon was Willber’s war buddy and he was also the descendant of Gilbert Dragoon. Handsome with crimson hair. Sturdy look and elegant. But during the war, people called him the Demons Slayer because of his ancestor and his power that could slaughter many people in 1 hit. It was said that this kind of person was seen in 1 out of every 10,000 people.

“My second wife will give birth soon.”

“Hoho, Sheila’s? I cannot wait see to your son? ”

Willber exclaimed jubilantly.

“Same goes to you. Though, we still do not know whether it’s a girl or boy. ”

“Okay buddy, we will celebrate your child’s birth later.”

“Oi, listen to me!”

Just like their ancestors, who were best friends, they also had become best friends.

They could speak without formalities.

Then both of them started hunting while chatting happily.

 

Wallen started talking about his daughter as he chewed on deer’s meat.

“I really need to go home now, I miss my daughter already. ”

“What a doting father, heh. ” Willber said while laughing….

“A great warrior that became a symbol of nightmare for enemies is nothing but a doting father and family man”

“Shut it,” Wallen snapped.

“But, I understand… Rosalin, my niece is a very adorable little girl!”

“My Rosalin is an angel! She heals me with her smiles!” Wallen said with great enthusiasm.

“Of course she is! After all she is the daughter of my adorable little sister.” Willber added as he approve.

Yes, Willber was also Wallen’s brother-in-law. Wallen was married to Willber’s little sister, Elizabeth, the former princess.

Wallen married Elizabeth because the previous emperor and his best friend recommended it to him strongly, which made it difficult for him to reject. At first he thought Elizabeth married him out of her obligations as a princess but he never thought she really loved him for a very long time until he saw her crying happily at the wedding, which made him think “Am I this dense?”

Wallen smiled bitterly as he remembered that.

 

“I’m home,” Wallen called out as he stepped through the door.

“Welcome back, dear. ”

“Welcome back.”

“Yaaaaaaaay, papa! Welcome back!!!!”

“Whoa, don’t suddenly rush to me, it’s dangerous.” Wallen warned.

The mansion of Wallen Dragoon was big. It had a red roof and whitewashed walls. It was a European-style 5-story fashionable building that had a big garden, and also a small pond on the side of garden. 

“I’m back, Elizabeth, Sheila, and Rosalin. How’s your day, did anything happen?”

Elizabeth Von Kesseling Arezal was  Wallen’s first wife. She was the former princess of the Great Azarel Empire, little sister of the current emperor and daughter of the late emperor. She had the appearance of an extremely beautiful woman with curly pink hair and a tall voluptuous figure, and was known as one of the most beautiful women in the continent. Not only her appearance good, she was also skilled in many other fields. She was strong in combat. Elizabeth once led a group that clashed with bandits, ending in Elizabeth’s victory due to her skill and command. 

The second wife was Sheila Dragoon. The daughter of a certain aristocrat from a neighboring kingdom. Although powerful, she had retired from active duty as a Mage due being pregnant and to nearing the time to give birth. She was called the “strongest” Mage alive.

A flawless and incorruptible beauty, Sheila is recognized as one of the most beautiful women in the continent with Elizabeth, she was of average height, and her body was young but fairly developed, being slim and curvaceous, and her white skin was very pale and far from imperfections.  But she’s not really slim as her stomach getting bigger.

Finally, their first daughter, Rosalin Dragoon, 2 years old. A crimson haired little girl with an innocent face, a very adorable girl and she already can speak fluently at such young age.

“Hehehe, you worry so much. We will inform the maids if anything were to happen. ”

“Yes. Besides, the maids are staying with us, so don’t worry. ”

“Papa, you worry too much. Have some faith in us. ”

Both of them chuckled, seeing their husband’s worry.

“Hahahaha, well, I cannot wait for another one since becoming a father. I still remember my late father’s advice to be great father,” Wallen remarked wistfully.

While talking with his wives, the maid served the tea. He also sat on sofa and said, “Anyway, when they grow up, we will celebrate and also plan for our future baby. Well, I mean education and training. That’s our family plan. I hope you two can follow it.”

“Yes, dear. I think so too. We need teach them about the world. Who knows what will happen in the future. ”

“I will. There’s no problem with me too. I just want my baby to grow up healthy,” Sheila agreed

“Oh my, then we need to support them,” Elizabeth mused.

“I cannot wait for either my brother or sister to be born!”

While the both of them giggled and talked about the future family plan, Rosalin’eyes sparkled and Wallen smiled upon seeing this situation.

I’m really happy with my wives and am grateful that I married both of them. Who…knows if I can handle this? Wallen thought.

 

Three months later, Willber’s wife gave birth for the second time. It was a girl named Asterea Von Kesseling Arezal. At the same time Sheila also  gave birth to a boy.

“Haaaaa, I’m glad you’re safe and thank you….. I really appreciate it.”

Wallen, with his face sweating a lot entered the operation hastily to confirm his wife’s safety.

“Thank you.”

She’s tired after giving birth, her face was pale but the doctor confirmed that both of them were safe and healthy.

“So, what shall we name our son? ”

“Eh, me? I thought you are the one who decided his name?”

“I want you gave him a name,” Sheila insisted.

Sheila smiled at her husband to convince him. After few minutes of waiting, Wallen opened his mouth.

“Then his name will be Lute Dragoon. How about that?”

When his wife saw how worried he was, she giggled. They just smiled and nodded, agreeing with that name. Wallen was relieved, then he went out of the operation room to let the doctor settle the rest of it. 

With this, the world witnessed the birth of a newborn.

A newborn named Lute Dragoon, who was fated to bring about a great change in the world’s history.

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