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“He raped me!” Maleficant cries out. “He forced an innocent tiny like me to do horrible things! He tore me open. He made me bleed! I’ll never be the same again. I’m ruined, ruined!”

You cleared your throat while more and more women shoot you dark looks.

Wendy walks up to Maleficant and pats her. “It’s okay, dear. “We’ll take care of it.”

“T-thank you…” Maleficant wipes her tears before sticking her tongue out at you.

“After we’re done, he will never be able to hurt another woman…”

“Eh? Excuse me?” Maleficant suddenly perks up. “What was that?”

“Once we serve punishment, you’ll never have to see him again!” Mary declares proudly.

“N-n-never?” Maleficant looks on with worry.

“Of course, since he’s a danger, we’ll make sure he’s put away forever.”

“B-but, if the tiny-pervert is put away forever, how will my tiny get popped?”

“Eh?”

“I can’t! Tiny-pervert is the only man who will fuck me! If he goes away, I won’t get sex anymore! Do you know what it was like before I met him! All the guys didn’t want to touch a tiny girl! They were afraid to stick it in and would just lie to me. This guy is a bastard, but he’s the only bastard with the guts to shove it in whether I want him to or not! If you get rid of him, you get rid of all my sex!”

“Order!” The Judge bangs the mallet. “Order!”

“No! I retract my statements! Don’t leave me, tiny-pervert, this tiny needs your dick!”

You lower yourself farther down the chair and try to hide behind your hat. Maleficant is clearly not helping with your reputation one bit. The women are looking at you even more darkly as the tiny girl begs for your dick desperately. She ends up getting thrown out of the courtroom as well.

“Does the prosecution have any more witnesses?” Judge Dyke finally demands.

“Do I need any more…” Wendy responds smoothly. “Let us face it, this man has no redeeming qualities at all. I say we kill him and move on with our lives!”

There is applause and cheering as women rise excitedly and clap. The harem girls who aren’t kicked out of the courtroom sit with sulky expressions on their faces, clearly displeased that their man is becoming a joke to the Dark Elves.

“Defense… do you have anything?” The Dyke says with a condescending smirk.

“I do.” Cinderella snaps her fingers.

The door opens up, and suddenly a bunch of people walk in carrying bags. Bag after bag comes in, being delivered right at the footsteps of the judge’s podium. The bags pile up until there are nearly fifty of them, although their contents are still difficult to determine.

“Order! Order!” The Dyke shouts. “Wh-what is this? Are these bags?”

“Fifty bags! I am pushing this forward as evidence!” Cinderella declares proudly.

“Yes, I see the bags, but what are they filled with?” Wendy asks, trying to peak into one.

“Cum.”

Wendy gags as one falls over, and out spills several gallons of the milky white stuff. The courtroom begins to buzz excitedly.

“What is the meaning of this?” Judge Dyke demands.

“Fifty Bags of Cum… all ejaculated by darling here.”

“Impossible… that’s too much…” One woman mutters.

“A man who can still ejaculate? Impossible!”

“Is that white stuff cum? I thought my man had an infection.”

Mary gave a displeased noise. “What are you trying to pull? Cum? What does this have to do with a man who sexually assaults women.”

“Everything!” Cinderella shoots back. “The court here has sentenced this man as being guilty of being… a man. I’d like to remind the court what men can do!”

“And what do men do!” One Dark Elf shouts. “Men are good for nothing!”

“Men make babies!” Cinderella declares. “This semen here is fertile! Any woman who puts it in her pussy will become pregnant!”

“Outrageous!” One woman cries.

“Lies! It can’t be true. Cum is just a useless instrument of the patriarchy.”

“Everyone knows the only reason men cum…” The Judge explains. “Is so to make sex messy for women. It’s just one more way that men inconvenience the better sex.”

“Wrong!” Cinderella cries out. “I’d like to bring in my next witness, come in!”

A sudden Dark elf walks into the room. Unlike the women, this one appears to be a male. He walks up meekly to the front of the stage while the women give confused looks.

“Husband?” Judge Dyke raises an eyebrow. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“My wife… Cinderella here reached out to me to give a statement. I’ve come on behalf of the council of dark elf men.”

“Council of men?” Wendy snorts. “There is no such thing!”

“Y-you may not be aware of it…” The man sighs nervously. “But we’ve been meeting for some time now. We were going to make this announcement in secret… but Cinderella here convinced us that now is the right time.”

“Husband? Speak up, you’re mumbling…” Judge Dyke snorts. “What is it you want? If it displeases me, I’ll step on your balls later.”

“Th-th-that’s just it, honey… us men don’t like having our balls stepped on. We like being respected and treated like we matter just as much as women.”

“Nonsense, if a woman can’t continually build themselves up by dumping on men, how will women continue to have self-confidence!”

“I don’t have all the answers… honey… I can only talk about my experience as a man.”

“Nonsense! Us women look after man’s best interest, as it should be!”

“That’s the thing, I don’t think you have been… nor has any of the women here. A lot of the men here disagree.”

“How dare you!” A woman shouts. “I can make my whipped man agree with me, so that means all men should agree with me!”

“Well… I don’t really care to have this argument with you anymore. The men have long since learned that the women who live here will never listen to us. That’s why most of us are gay.”

“Pfft… what?” Judge Dyke shrieks.

“I’m a homosexual… that’s why I don’t get off on your girly parts.”

“How dare you cheat on me!”

“Girl, you been banging women for years!”

“It’s okay when women do it! It’s only cheating with men!”

“Whatever… you girls just need to accept the facts, mmkay… the men are all leaving. We’re going to form our own beach resort upriver. It’s going to have Pink Flamingos and a buffet and it’s going to be all kinds of fun!”

“Ah!” Wendy looks completely taken aback. “You men dare leave us? You’d be nothing without the tribe.”

“Honey… we men are done being your whipping boys. We’re leaving the colony forever.”

“You… men!” Judge Dyke shrieks. “How dare you decide your gay and leave? Isn’t that exactly like a man? Well leave, we don’t need you men anyway!”

The dark elf man snaps. “We’re already gone, girl. Chou…”

The man walks out of the courtroom as the chatter turns into an explosion. Judge Dyke is so flustered by her husband walking out on her that she only now manages to recover. Finally banging her gavel, she gets things back in order. However, all the eyes are now staring even more hatefully at you. Rather than successfully fix anything, Cinderella’s stunt has made you the source of all the feminist blame.

“I think it’s time to sentence this… man…” She practically grinds her teeth. “Jury?”

“No need to deliberate, your honor.” One of the women stands up, shooting you a hateful glare. “We’ve already decided! This man is gui-“

The doors bang open, interrupting her has a guard runs in. “Matriarch Wendy! Trouble! The tribe is under attack!”

Wendy blinks a few times. “Attack?”

“Humans! Slavers! After all these years, they’ve come back!”

Wendy shook her head, getting a hold of herself. “Th-that’s fine. We’ve fought them back before, we’ll fight them back again. Just send the men in. They’re disposable.”

Guard shook her head. “The men… they all suddenly left a few hours ago. I can’t find any man left in the tribe!”

Wendy’s eyes widened. “Wh-what? No men?”

“None! It’s just us women!”

“Bu-but women have value! What will us women do without the worthless men to hide behind? How will we have our battles fought for us?”

“You’ll have to have personal accountability?” you suggest. “You’ll have to actually put your life on the line for what you believe in?”

“No… No… NO! Noooooooooooo!” Wendy screamed as the attack alarms start sounding.

The dark elf tribe was about to be wiped out, and Wendy couldn’t help but think this was all the men’s fault.

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Trigger Warning: The following is a non-canon special just like the other ones. It may contain disturbing imagery that *gasp* you may not be able to jack off to. 

“So, what exactly is the point of this holiday? Hero-san seemed very excited about it.” Aurora asks as she looks at the table full of pails of candy set in front of the mansion.

Numerous kids in masks are running up iand pulling out candy before running off giggling.

“This is called Halloween, or All Hallow’s Eve. In essence, kids dress as monsters and go around the neighborhood. They demand a trick or a treat. Should the neighbor fail to provide a treat, then you perform a trick.”

“Hm? What kind of trick?”

“Well, Darling has been going door to door saying Trick or Treat as a test, and if they fail to give him candy, he bangs their wife. The trick is called NTR, he says.”

“Oh? How has that been going?”

“Slow. I told Darling if he had just informed the people about Halloween first, more of them would have been able to provide candy to avoid being tricked. He says they need to learn the hard way. It’s for the children… you understand…”

“The hard way?”

“The hard way is his penis, in their woman.”

You finally walk up whistling. You’re wearing a ghost outfit, except there is two holes in it. One is for your head. You can guess what the other one is for.

“Riun’s not too large, I’ve finished visiting all the nearby houses and spreading the Halloween spirit, if you know what I mean. Man, it’s tough.”

“Yeah, I bet.” Grimhilde rolls her eyes.

“Hey, not every house has a horny woman, you know? The last house only had a grandma. She took a while to get her motor revving, but holy crap once she was going she was like a monster. I had to restart her heart twice before she was done with me.”

“Are there any grandma’s left in this town?” Nala asks.

“No, Rookie here turned them all into attractive women.” Kida explains. “Riun is known as the sexiest city in the world at the moment. I’ve been having to deal lately with a lot of dark and dangerous men who have been coming to town to indulge. A few women have gone missing lately and we’re afraid a serial killer might have come to town.”

A thunder bolt suddenly choses this moment to crack in the dark sky.

“Nothing ominous about that. It looks like it might start raining soon. Let’s all head back.” You suggest.

“Did master really bang half the women in the city?” Mulan asks as the group walk back into the mansion.

“Of course!” You puff your chest proudly. “I mean, most of the girls in Riun love me. They’ve been waiting for me to fuck them! Although, you should have seen the guys faces when I bent their women over and started plowing them right in front of them!”

“Wo-won’t that start some kind of backlash?” Nala asks nervously. “Like a man who was NTR’d seeking vengeance on you?”

You open the door and walk into the house with the harem in tow. You’re already shaking your head at Nala’s ridiculous assertion.

“Whaaaat?” You ask, “That’s crazy talk. Who could ever get revenge on me? I’m practically a-“

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!” A blood-curdling scream sounds through the house.

The group of you all run in the direction of the room the scream originated from. When you finally open the door, you let out a cry. Hanging from the rafters with a rope around her neck is none other that Maleficant.

“Oh my god! Sh-sh-she’s dead!” Nala cries out.

“Our sister!” Ursula cries, cutting down Maleficant with a spell and catching her.

However, nothing she does can revive the former tiny demon lord. She has already long passed.

“Who could have done such a thing?” Medusa demands.

“Whoever screamed… they had to be the one who did this.” Grimhilde says suspiciously.

“What does that mean?” Ursula asks nervously.

“Only this… when we arrived, there was no one in the room. Yet, some one screamed.”

“Right, Maleficant…” Medusa starts, but then stops.

“She screamed and then hung herself? She certainly didn’t scream while she hung herself.” Grimhilde explains, “Which means, the person who did this wasn’t outside with us earlier! Did everyone pay attention to who was in the group. My love?”

“There is 26 of you at the mansion right now, I barely pay attention to who I have my dick in at any given moment. Oh, it’s Tiana. My dick is in Tiana now.”

“Ahhhn… c-c-commoner, can we not do this right on top of Maleficant’s corpse, even this is a little too dark.”

You pull out and let Tiana sit back up and pull down her skirt. “The point being, why are you suggesting it’s one of us? Isn’t there a serial killer around? And what about all those men I NTR’d earlier. Any one of them could have come in here and murdered Maleficant.”

“Did you just say that would never happen!” Nala whines.

“Well, I considered that too…” Grimhilde thought for a second. “But then I realized that Maleficant would have made some kind of alarm had she seen someone she didn’t recognize. Plus, I put a spell over this whole place that would have triggered if someone else had entered the mansion. In a nutshell, only one of us could have done it.

“W-w-wait! Guys, if there is 25 of us girls now that Maleficant is dead, why do I only count 24?”

“Who is missing?” You ask worriedly.

“Eh? Belle said she was going to take a shower!” Ariel cries out.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Another scream.

The group all run out of the room, finding their way quickly to Belle’s room. When they get there, Belle is in the shower, but it looks like she had slipped and broken her neck. It was twisted in a way it shouldn’t be.

“I-it could be an accident?” Nala suggests.

Suddenly, it thunders, and as the lightning flashes, the foggy window can be seen displaying previously unnoticeable words, ‘Not an Accident’.

“Wh-who could do something like this?” Ariel cries out.

“I don’t know… but I know we only have one option now.” You lower your eyes.

“Stay together, watch each other, remain in one room and lock all the exits? Form a buddy system?”

“What? No? Split up! Methodically search the entire mansion in small easily killable groups.” You laugh. “Also… we’re doing it in the dark.”

“Really? That’s the stupides-“

Sometime later, that’s how you find yourself walking through the dark mansion, your group consisting of Ariel, Nala, and Grimhilde.

“I can’t believe you did this.” Grimhilde growled. “You actually sent all the girls out alone.”

“I’m trying to cause the killer to reveal their hand. After all, I can just bring you all back after you die.”

“That’s not very reassuring!” Grimhilde cries.

“Well, when I reset time, it’s not like you’ll remember this anyway.”

“…”

“Look, it’s a fine idea. Just ask Tiana standing over there.” You point down the hall where Tiana is standing.

“Isn’t she standing a bit stiff?” Ariel asks.

“Is that broom stick? Where is it shoved up – oh my gods!”

“Yup, Tiana’s dead.” You sigh.

“Well who else was in her team?” Nala asks.

“Mulan, Mushu, and Jasmine.”

“You sent Jasmine out alone with them?”

“Ah, well… I left her with two dragons.“

“Ahhhhh!” Thump!

As you approach the Tiana hat stand, someone suddenly falls splat. You see their figure fall down from the window. You open the window and glance outside. Mulan is on the ground as a giant puddle of red forms under her. A second later, a person swoops down and lands next to her.

“No… sister!” Mushu cries.

“What happened? She has wings, why didn’t she use them!” Grimhilde asks.

“I don’t know… I… I… I can’t do this anymore! My sister is dead! I can’t live anymore!” Mushu turns hysterical.

“Mushu, stop!” You cry, but it’s too late.

She pulls a magic spell and strikes her own head. Her head erupts into a fountain of blood, the headless body collapsing down on top of Mulan, ironically smothering her with its giant boobs.

“No… no… we’re all going to die! I can’t take it anymore! I can’t… ahhhhh!” Nala turns, losing all her wits as she flees down the hall into the darkness.

“Well, she dead.” You shrug helplessly. “Let’s move on.”

You end up approaching the red room, opening the door. Immediately, you wince and turn away.

“Ahhhh!” Even Ariel can’t take the sight, turning away in disgust.

The room ended up finding eight victims. All four of the maids, Kida, Tiana, Megara, and Rapunzel had all found their ways into this room. The once sexy racks had been used for torture. One woman was strapped to a sybian which was still vrooming inside of her even though she was dead. Other women were strapped to racks where they had been whipped and tortured. The maids who could feel it four times over perhaps had the worst time before death finally took them. Sylvia in particularly had clearly been beaten with a bat-sized dildo, which was shoved down her throat before she died. It was still there as she stare lifelessly in wide-eyed disbelief, the end of a giant dick bat sticking out her mouth. You close the door, holding back the vomit.

“Uh… I’m starting to agree with you, maybe this wasn’t such a great idea.” You sigh.

“Let’s all just… wait… where is Ariel?” Grimhilde looks around.

“Huh? No! Not Ariel! Everyone likes her!”

“Damn… I remember her saying she needed to pee, I thought she was just complaining, I didn’t think she would actually take off!”

“To the bathroom!”

The pair of you race over there. As soon as you open the door, you take a step back at the spark of electricity. The floor is completely wet, and someone had dropped a live wire on it. While still on the toilet, Ariel had been electrocuted. He hair stood on end as she was shocked to death. She wasn’t the only one to find her end in this room. Moana was also there, her olive skinned bubble butt popping just out of the water, but the rest of her submerged. Had there not been surges of electricity, you might not have even seen her in the dark room. She might have been drowned earlier, and Ariel hadn’t seen her while she was peeing, only to be killed by electricity.

Movement suddenly causes you to spin around. You see a form run just out of sight. You immediately chase after it. Grimhilde gives a cry as she tries to chase after you.

The person you are chasing is agile, and you have to run down three hallways before you finally catch up and tackle them. Immediately, a palm strikes you and you get scratched. You look down at the person doing it.

“Elena?”

“Ah! Please, don’t kill me! Gah!”

“Elena? It’s me!”

“Ah! Eh. Eh?” Elena finally focuses on you. “Sweetheart?”

“What’s going on?” You demand.

“Someone picked off my team one by one! Snow White… Aurora… then Merida…. I’m all that’s left!” After that, her eyes widen. “What about your team?”

“Ah, well Grimhilde…” You look back, realizing Grimhilde didn’t keep up with you. “Damn it! We got split up!”

“Oh… wait, there they are!” Elena points down the hall and you stand up and look.

In fact, it is Grimhilde, but she has Nala in her arms. Nala was hurt? You start running towards them.

“Wait, stop!” Elena cries.

You stop short, just as your sight focuses enough. Blood is leaking out of Grimhilde’s mouth. A moment later she collapses with the unconscious Nala in her arms. There is a knife in her back. However, more telling than that, there is a person standing behind her. That person is in a black cloak, their features unable to be determined.

“You! You did this!” You cry out. “What do you want?”

The masked figure points at you with the bloody knife in its hand.

“They clearly want you, sweetheart!” Elena runs in front of you. “Go! I’ll hold them off! Escape, my love!”

“Wait, what?”

“Go, I’ll hold them back!” Elena cries, darting at the murderer.

You shrug and run, abandoning your pussy. Kicking open a door, you walk in. Fortunately, this room doesn’t have any dead bodies in it. Was there anyone still alive? This couldn’t be the doing of Ursula and Medusa, could it? They wouldn’t kill their own sisters, would they?

As you sit in the bed, trying to think of who is left, suddenly, vines spring from the sides unseen and wrap around your arms and legs. Despite your best efforts, you are restrained against the bed, unable to escape.

“Damn it!” You scream.

The door opens with a long-winded whine… and the dark cloaked person steps in.

“Who are you! Why did you do this? Why did you kill everyone?”

“For… you…” A voice comes out.

The person lifts up their hands and pulls up the hood. A moment later, the entire cloak falls off of them, and they’re standing there completely naked.

“You? It’s you? It can’t be! It can’t be!

“It is!” The girl laughs, climbing onto the bed. “It’s me… savior.”

“Jasmine! You killed everyone? Even your sister?”

“I just knocked Elena out. But everyone else. Everyone else was an obstacle between you and me.”

“H-How?”

“Of course, there was Maleficant, she had a tiny’s body but she was no tiny. She was counterfeit tiny! How could I ever get you to finally sleep with me while she was still around. Naturally, Maleficant had to go! Of course, that tiny police Moana has been a constant thorn in the side of our love. Those dragon sisters keep giving flat chests a bad name! That pervert who kept fucking my vegetables had to go! Once I killed a few it became much easier and soon I realized that if everyone was gone, there would be nothing in the way. If it was just the two of us, our consummation would be assured!”

“You… you killed everyone!”

“Yes… and now I’ll do something really scary! Force you to have sex with a minor!”

“Nooooo! That’s jail time!”

“Hahaha! Too late!” Jasmine, with her catlike reflexes, jumps on top of you.

In a single motion, she squats down, lining your dick with her small little pussy.

“Jasmine! I can forgive you for all the murder, but tinyta sex will get us censored!”

“It’s time I show you my trick!” She cries out while ignoring you, lowering herself down onto it.

Immediately, you plunge deep inside her. Jasmine doesn’t waste a second, and starts bouncing up and down on your cock. You cry and twist, but for some reason the vines won’t release you. Just where did she get such a powerful spell?

“Trick or treat!” She cries out as she rides you roughly. “Trick or treat!”

“St-stop, Jasmine!”

“Trick or treat, trick or treat, trick or treat, trick or treat!” She cries out as she bobs up and down on your cock.

You gasp, your eyes opening.

“Trick or Treat, Trick or Treat!” Jamine cries out, jumping up and down on your crotch in a very unchildlike way. “Let’s go trick or treating! I want candy!”

She’s completely dressed in what looks like a Grimhilde costume, complete with a spade tail. Of course, you are both fully closed and there is no intimacy between you. She is bouncing up on top of your like a petulant child.

You moan, scratching your eyes. “What time is it?”

“It’s 9 pm! That’s when you said you’d take us trick or treating! Candy! Candy!”

“Of course, I’ll be monitoring closely.” Moana steps in to the room from nearby. “This holiday sounds like a tiny trap. A criminal like you better not think of taking advantage of any young women.”

“Only tiny-pervert could devise such a nefarious holiday.” Maleficant sniffs, even though she is also dressed up and excitedly holding a bag of candy.

“If that’s how you feel, you don’t have to go…” You mutter.

“I want to go! I want to go! I said it twice!” Maleficant cries desperately.

“And what are you dressed as? A slut?” Grimhilde asks.

“Hey! It’s a sexy nurse! A sexy nurse! Don’t you know a sexy nurse when you see one?” She’s says, holding up an oversized syringe.

You scratch you head, the weird dream you had remaining a bit fuzzy. However, everyone you love is around you, including Ariel, Aurora, and the rest. You smile happily as you take Jasmine off of you and get up. It was all a dream, after all. How nice.

Cinderella knocks on the door. “Darling, a large group of men are outside the mansion with pickforks and torches. They said you barged in their houses earlier and banged all their wives and daughters while saying ‘You just got tricked!”’. The NTR’d men have formed an angry mob.”

“Oh, then I guess just some of that was a dream then.” You sigh, scratching your head. “Then I just want you to pass something on to them.

“What’s that, darling?”

“Happy Halloween!”

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“Ariel Ramsey, you were one of the first people to meet this so-called hero when he was summoned to this world?” The Matriarch asks.

“That is correct.”

“Could you please walk us through your first encounter with him?”

You raise an eyebrow. Gesturing to try to tell Ariel to keep her mouth shut. She gives you a smile and waves innocently.

“I’d love to!” Ariel says, blowing you a kiss even as you desperately shake your head and mouth the words ‘shut up!’. “So, first, he appears naked and starts eyeing my mother and I like meat.”

“Meat? Can you please clarify.” The Matriarch asks.

“Ah?” Ariel blushes suddenly. “Well, that was before I’d been properly trained. At the time, his eyes felt like they were licking me from top to bottom.”

“That’s a half-truth!” You cry out, standing up.

“I-I’m sorry, hero!” Ariel cries out too. “Don’t worry, afterward, you showed me the truth.”

“The truth?” The Matriarch asks, “and do tell, what is the truth?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m just a slutty bitch for hero to pump full of his cum?”

The crowd explodes as dark elves shout angrily. You crouch down as the jury once again starts calling to hang you. The Judge bangs her gavel.

“You speak of training and being shown the truth…” The Matriarch begins once the crowds settle, “Can you please tell this court what happened after?”

“Of course! Hero kidnapped me from the castle, then stripped me naked, and made me leak all over the floor with orgasms!”

“Kill him!” Several women shout.

“Silence in the court, silence!” The judge cries

“Did you consent to this sort of treatment?” The Matriarch asks.

“Well… no… but it was for my own good!” Ariel insists. “Afterwards he tore open my pussy and my ass hole, and he made me suck it. He showed me all kinds of wonderful things. What? Why is everyone booing? It’s not bad. I’m very happy that hero trained me. Now, I know my proper place as a woman!”

“Stop her from talking!” Judge Dyke cries out. “Get her out of here. Her ideas are too dangerous for this courtroom!”

The guards immediately grab Ariel and drag her away. She blows you another kiss as she goes, her eyes still bright and having no awareness of the trouble she just put you in.

“Mulan!”

“He murdered me, then turned me into a child, and then raped me repeatedly against my will until… until… he made… he made…this great one called him Master!” Mulan starts crying.

“Aurora!”

“Hero-san kidnapped my daughter, faked her death, and then forced me to sell my body to him as blackmail. He then forced me to become pregnant with his baby. I’m sorry, hero-san, I love you, but I’m under oath…”

“Yeah… yeah…” You sigh.

“Grimhilde!”

“He threatened my father with death and blackmailed me into sucking his cock.  He brutally raped me for days on end, and forced me to develop an addiction to his cum.”

“Merida!”

“I have no problems with Daddy. I was ordered by the queen to become a milkmaid, and a milkmaid I became.” Merida says nervously.

“Is that so?” The Matriarch’s eyes lower. “There is nothing you want to reveal?”

“Ah… as to that… he… maybe… he…”

“Eh? What was that? What did he do?” Wendy demanded viciously.

“He left the toilet seat up! I’m sorry, Daddy, I just almost fell in and it still bothers me to this day!”

“Gasp!” The dark elves all began talking in unison like her reveal was more damning than any of the previous ones. “Toilet seat up, what kind of monster…”

“Elena!”

“He had his way with me!”

“Jasmine!”

“He didn’t have his way with me!”

“Kida!”

“Rookie took me while I was unconscious dozens of times.” Kida’s tears gained sympathy, but she was crying not because she was taken advantage of while asleep, but because she missed all the action while being asleep.

“Belle!”

“The Beast gets more pussy than I do!”

“Snow White!”

“He forced me to suck his dick and then pounded my ass in front of two entire armies.”

“Tiana!”

“N-n-nothing! He has done nothing! He has kept my father and I even after we lost everything.”

The Matriarch raises her eyebrow. “Really? I’m surprised. According to my investigation, you have received some of the worst treatment from him?”

“N-not really…” Tiana looks away.

“I must remind you, you’re under oath.”

“…”

“Then let me just read some of the things I’ve heard about you. According to eyewitness testimonies, you were stripped naked, hung off the side of a ship, and fucked. Ring a bell?”

“Hah hah… “ Tiana panted for a second and then shook her head.

“This one says you were once made to hang by your ankles while you had to suck him off upside down until you fainted from the blood rushing to your head.”

“Hah, hah… hah… hah…”

“And this one, you were forced to hold it until you ended up peeing all over the floor, and then he stuck your head in it and whipped your butt with a rolled up newspaper while calling you a dirty bitch.”

“Hah… hah…. Hah… hah… hah…”

“Tiana!”

“Okay, I admit it! I’m a filthy whore! I’m a dirty slut!” Tiana gets up and pulls up her dress, bending over and exposing herself in your direction. “Take me, commoner! Punish your dirty whore! I can’t take it anymore! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Bang! Bang!

“Enough, get her out of the room!” Dyke shouts, even though she’s eyeing Belle’s nice round behind as much as you are.

Tiana and Ariel were like two peas in a pod, two noble women expelled from the courtroom for being too honest.

“Ah… so how are my chances looking?” You ask Cinderella as the courtroom starts to settle back down.

“Very Good, my darling, keep up the work!” Cinderella smiles, then tilts towards Pocahontas and says in a voice you can still clearly hear. “Darling is so screwed. Can we get him diagnosed as insane?”

“Next up, Maleficant!”

An evil gleam shines in Maleficant’s eye. You gulp. This court hearing is only going down from here, that’s for sure.

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“She was asking for it!” You defend.

All of the girls in the room give you disgusted looks.

“What I mean is, she said ‘no’, but she really meant ‘yes’.”

“Benefactor, you’re not really helping your case…” Pocahontas gives a wry smile.

“You don’t get it, she provoked me!”

“Tsk…” One of the guards makes a vexed noise. “What other male excuses are you going to make? That because she was sexually excited, it’s okay?”

“She was!”

“That her body was just begging for it?”

“Also true!”

“You disgust me!” The girls pick up their poor Matriarch and take her away while shooting you hateful glares. “Your crimes don’t even need sentencing! You’re guilty!”

“Guilty of what?”

“Being a man! Arrest him!”

You’re dragged out of the room as more and more dark elves show up.

“Please, Benefactor, although this is bad, please do not take vengeance on my tribe. Your actions have spread throughout the entire tribe. Do not forget your purpose was to make an alliance with them in order to help you battle the Demon Lords.”

“Oh, yeah… I do vaguely remember something plot related about that. So, you’re saying I can’t just take horrible vengeance on them all?”

“No, Benefactor, while they are misguided, we must find another ways.”

“So, how about I just brain frag them into mindless drones.”

“This is an entire race of sentient beings, are you a monster?”

“How about if I just repeatedly rape the entire tribe into submission?”

“By Pun, is benefactor actually a psychopath?” Pocahontas cries. “Can we please resolve this in a way that doesn’t make you look like a sociopathic war criminal?”

“Hey, if I don’t mention them first, I’ll have to hear about it in the comments section. They’ll be like ‘Oh, why don’t you just commit genocide. Genocide solves EVERYTHING!’. Fuck… just thinking about it makes me depressed. I need a drink.”

“No, time, Benefactor. We’re here!”

“Eh? Where is here?” You look around, realizing you are now standing in a dark room in front of a small table.

Suddenly, there is the banging of a mallet on wood.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The lights spring on, and you cover your eyes until you can focus on the room around you. It’s a room full of people, and the talk springs up as the lights turn on. You realize that you are now standing in the middle of a courtroom. Behind you are rows of seats, filled with dark elf spectators. In front of you is a judge’s desk, the stands, and all the other trademarks of a courtroom.

“Now, proceeding over the case, Douchebag Molester Hero Versus The Poor Defenseless Dark Elves is the impartial and unbiased Judge, Dyke ManHater!” Someone announces.

A woman who looks more like a dude walks up behind the judge podium. As soon as her eyes fall on you, the seething hatred and disgust show from them clearly. You gulp as she watches you hatefully.

“Burn him!”

“Kill the man!”

Die! Die! Die!”

The judge reaches her seat and sits down, hitting her mallet to quiet the crowd. “May I remind the Jury to hold your verdict until after the end of the trial?”

“Ahhhh…” The Jury who are screaming for your death all finally quiet up.

“However, it is of this judge’s opinion that you are on the right track. Good job!” She shoots them a thumbs up.

“Why do I feel like this judge is anything but impartial and unbiased?” You ask tearfully.

“Silence, Man! Or you’ll be held in contempt of the court!”

“It’s okay,” Pocahontas tries to comfort you. “They simply want to put you on trial. I think our chances are quite good.”

“Is there any way we can speed this along and hang him? We all know he’s guilty.” One of the jury speaks.

“Unfortunately, no… we sighed an agreement after the Salem Man Trials where we had to hold a full trial for any accusation. Regrettably, we must review all evidence and determine if this man shall be allowed to live.” Judge Dyke sighed. “You, man! Do you have representation?”

“He does, your honor!” Pocahontas says proudly.

“I do?” You ask.

“She was the only one who would take you!”

Steps started sounding as a woman in a full lawyer suit came into view. You immediately let out a cough.

“Cinderella?”

Cinderella gives a nod. “Yes, Darling. One of the victims incorporated into my personality was a law magistrate. I’ve familiarized myself with dark elf law. I’ve come up with several possible strategies for defense.”

“Ah, okay… lay them on me.”

“Would Darling be okay claiming he’s homosexual for the next two to three decades.”

“No…”

“Very well, would Darling be okay claiming impotence?”

“Pocahontas here just had my baby!”

“NTR?”

“Just saying those three letters has cut my reader base by half.”

“Hmmm… this may be tricky, Darling.”

“Enough time to prepare!” The Dyke shouts. “Let’s get this farce of a trial underway.”

“At least they admit it…” you sigh.

“The prosecution, call your witnesses.”

“Eh? Witnesses?”

You look over to see the Matriarch at the other table, clearly leading this case against you. She’s now also wearing a lawyer’s outfit. Why do Dark Elves in another world all have modern suits?”

“Yes, your honor,” The Matriarch stands up, “For our first witness, I’d like to call… Ariel Ramsey!”

“It appears like they are going to put your entire harem under oath.” Cinderella interprets.

“Oh… I’m so screwed!” You cry, your head falling on the table in defeat.

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Wendy is completely different from Tiana. Where Tiana is a snobbish girl who likes to act prideful and resistant, she’s very easy to manipulation, and has a somewhat masochistic desire to be dirtied and humiliated. Wendy is an entirely different creature. She is quite vocal and very lewd. Rather than resisting, she seems to encourage you with every action.

“Slurp… slurp… your balls stink like man!” she puts on a disgusted face. “How dare you make the Matriarch resort to servicing you on her knees.”

“Well, all I said is do it, you’re the one that dropped down and started sucking.”

“A-as if I had a choice!” Wendy flushes red, sticking your cock in her mouth while rose color flashes on her dark skin.

Her lips continue to work on your cock even as she shoots you hateful looks. You check once again for the hundredth time that there is no curse or anything that is restraining her. This Matriarch is just simply crazy. She is a submissive dedicated to the role.

“Is it that you hate men because you’re a giant whore who can’t say no?” You muse. “Did you create a society that steps on men to hide your secret?”

The girl suddenly chokes, gagging on your dick, before recovering her breath and immediately going back down on it, as if by sucking your cock she can avoid answering your questions.

“Hey, Wendy, how about you get on my cock then?”

“You… bastard… you’ll rape this Matriarch? You’re just like a filthy man! I hate you so much!”

Your eyes twitch as she abuses you, because even as she does it, she smoothly stands up, lifts her skirt, and bends over. A moment later, her brown ass is in your face and she’s lowering it down on your cock. It slides in quickly, her own level of horniness contrasting with the words coming out of her mouth. You do almost feel kind of like you are raping her. It’s not like that’s a major problem with you considering, but auditory abuse contrasted strangely with her writhing body.

“Ah, ah, ahn!” She cries out as she starts bouncing up and down on your cock while holding her tits. “Your dirty cock is ruining my insides, are you happy now?”

“Yup. Your pussy feels tight, go faster!”

“You… bastard. You want it faster! I’ll give you faster!” She starts moving faster, moving it up and down so fast that it looks more like her butt is giggling.

She is doing some kind of juke-like dance with her booty, but your penis is inside her, receiving the pleasure as your cock vibrates up and down her pussy.

“Ahhh… great!” You smack her ass.

“Ahn! You asshole, how dare you humiliate this Matriarch. You think you can just smack my ass? If you want to humiliate me so, why don’t you just stick your dick in my asshole? Huh? Just tear open my asshole!”

“I’m saving something for later?” You shrug as you reach out and grab her hips, lifting your own and fucking her in sitting position.

“Nnnn…. So big…” A little drool came out of her mouth. “Do you know how long it took to shrink the male cocks in the tribe so they no longer tempted me so?”

“I don’t even have it at my large size.” You started and then catch that last part. “Wait… So, I’m right? I was really thinking there would be some better explanation. The author must have been really lazy when he wrote your character.”

“H-how dare you? I’m the great Matriarch. I have led my people for the last fifty years! M-men are the problem! If they wouldn’t be so demanding all the time, then I’d be able to properly lead. I had to make them weak, so that women are strong. Aiiiiii….”

You stand up with your dick still inside Wendy, bringing her front falling down to the floor. With your hands still holding her hips and your dick stuck inside her, you start plowing her in a forward thrust. Basically, she ends up partially standing while bent over, her hands pressed against the ground as she prevents herself from falling face first into the ground. Each thrust threatens to send her face into the dirt floor. She grits her teeth angrily.

“You see, that’s the problem with you feminists.” You sigh. “You think the only way to make a woman strong is to make all the men weak. You don’t seek to be equal to men, you seek to be better.”

“Wh-what… ahhhn…. Ahhh… what do you know of feminism? Female dark elves were forced to be sex slaves under the oppression of men!”

“I don’t know much… but that was like 50 years ago, right? We can’t continue to live now based on what happened in the past. Yes, the past was awful, but we need to see how we are in the present to know where to go in the future. When you treat past oppression as a justification for intolerance, bigotry, or even future oppression, you’re not solving the issue. You’re creating a cycle of resentment and unhappiness because you’d rather villainize your former oppressors than see the truth!”

“Th-the truth?” Wendy gasps as you speed up your thrusting.

“That in the end, we’re all just people, and we need to all work together for the future of the world! Man, woman, dark elf… it doesn’t matter. What matters is what we plan to do tomorrow, not what we did yesterday.”

“This sounds like pretty heavy-handed political commentary for an erotic novel!”

“Well, there is one thing politics and ero have in common.”

“Wh-what’s that?”

You finally reach your limit, grabbing her brown ass tightly and squeezing as you cum. “With both, you’re fucked!”

“Aiii… it’s going inside me!” She cries out.

After finishing filling her womb with baby batter, you finally release her hips. Wendy falls onto the dirty floor in a heap. She lays on the ground, gasping, as cum leaks out of her pussy. Just at that point, the door opens and Pocahontas with two other women step in.

“I’ve resolved things for the moment, Benefactor, the tribe is willing to listen as long as the Matriarch-“ Her voice stops as soon as she lays eyes on the Matriarch, on the floor, covered in dirt, beat up from sex.

Her butt is glowing red, her pussy is leaking cum, and she has dirt in her face. As soon as she sees the three women, her eyes widen. She points immediately at you.

“He raped me!”

“This man dares defile our Matriarch!” One of the women growls, lowering her spear.

“There is only one punishment that will satisfy the tribe now!” The other adds, adding her spear. “Death!”

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“So, what shall we do first?” The Matriarch asks darkly, looking over at you with a sadistic smile.

“How about you let me go?” You ask.

Wendy looks at you for a second as if she’s thinking, her lips pursed. Suddenly, she walks over to your chains. If she had grabbed one of the toys, you were going to break out of there and take over immediately. However, she is unarmed, so you allow her to approach. She reaches out an undoes your bonds, instantly releasing you from the Jesus pose. You rub your wrists while looking around cautiously. Meanwhile, the Matriarch puts on an unnerving smile on her face and takes a step back.

She… she actually let you out?

“What is this?” You ask suspiciously.

“Nothing…” Wendy responds.

Sir? What is this about? And what is with that pouty look on her face? You’re starting to suspect that there might be a screw loose with this Matriarch here. You decide to leave. She let you go, so maybe you could go find your baby now. As you go to leave, suddenly she moves in front of you. You frown.

“If you’re going to let me go, then why are you in my way.”

“Tsk…” She gave a vexed expression. “I’m not in your way…”

Your frown grows. What in the hell? You try one more time, this time you don’t let her stop you. You then end up bumping into her as you move past. Immediately, she falls over in an overly exaggerated way. It is almost like one of those people you see on television where you bump into them and they try to extort you out of money on the threat of making a scene.

“Is that how you are, you filthy patriarchy?” Wendy cries out, while holding herself like an abused woman. “You just think you can push women to the ground?”

“…” A frown creases on your face. “I, uh… did that by mistake.”

“Mistake! How dare you! You just push me in the dirt. Is that all you think of women, as dirty sluts?”

“Huh? Seriously lady, this is a little…”

“Don’t lady me! Call me what you’re really thinking! Call me a bitch. Whore! Slut! Isn’t that all I am to you? Some little slut?” She reaches down and scoops up dirt from the floor, slapping her own face. “Is this what you want to do? To humiliate the Matriarch and make her your bitch!”

You start panicking, not quite sure how to handle this situation. She’s looking at you wildly while lying on the ground like an abuse victim. Is this her evil plan? Did she plan to go all Fight Club and turn the entire Dark Elf clan against you but faking abuse?

“Seriously?” You reach out and grab her.

“Ahhh! A man is touching me! Are you going to rape me now? Are you going to stick your dick in me and have your way? That’s what men do, right? Will you deflower my pussy while you call me a bitch and stick my face in the dirt!”

“What in the fuck? Will you shut up!” You shout.

“… Mmm… mm…” Wendy suddenly stopped talking, but she was looking at you like she wanted to say something.

You have to check twice to make sure you didn’t cast some kind of silence on her unintentionally. You are certain the only reason she isn’t talking is because you told her not to. You just can’t figure out why.

“Okay… talk…”

“You men… think you can just order women around. You think I’m just some dirty slut to order-“

“Be quiet.”

“…”

“Okay, talk again.”

“raping me in the pussy like the dirty little slut that I am!”

“Sit down.”

She immediately sits down on the ground.

“Stand up!”

She stands.

“Pull out your boobs.”

Two boobs pop out of her top.

“Is this what you wanted to see? You dirty man. You want to humiliate this matriarch. You want take pictures of my tits and then blackmail me into sucking your cock! How dare you do this to a woman as strong and as powerful as I am!”

“Pull down your pants, turn around, bend over, spread your butt cheeks, and sing ‘I’m a little Teapot’.

She turns around and does just that, a second later her butthole is being flashed at you as she sings. As soon as she is done, she glares back at you.

“Is this what gets your jollies off? Are you going to stick it in my asshole now? Is that what you do? Call me a bitch and stick it in my asshole? You make me sick!”

“Oh… my… Pun…” You shake your head in disbelief.

The Matriarch, queen of the dark elves, leader of the feminazi regime… is 100% dedicated to submissive play!

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The two dark elf women look at you, who is currently strapped to a table, your arms out to either side like you’re a euphemism for Jesus. I mean, you’re out that way because it’s a way to strap you up to the post, but if PoC became a movie then a pretentious movie critique would claim it’s a heavy-handed metaphor. I mean, let’s face it, you already died and rised again. You can turn water into wine. You hang around with a bunch of whores and sinners. You walk on water and make tons of food. Holy shit, you are Jesus. Does that make Cinderella the holy ghost?

But, you digress… right now you are not engaging in oodles of being ravished by busty dark elves. Oh, the busty dark elves are present, but as soon as they got you out of your clothing, your ten-inch cock popped out. It appears like for women used to the ten-centimeter variety, ten inches had deeply confused and terrified them.

“That… thing… it can’t possibly…” One darkelf shivers in disbelief.

“It will tear me open, a baby will never be able to come out of it after that goes in.”

“You girls know a baby is a lot bigger and will come out your vagina, right?” You explain.

“Silence, man!” one of the women shouts.

“Perhaps, we should just wear the strap-ons and take his butt.” The other girl suggests.

“What!” You cry.

“The strap-ons do nothing sister. You heard the Matriarch, a penis in a vagina. Of course, my man’s penis is too small that it won’t even go in, but this is ridiculous!”

“I don’t want to filet my pussy!” The other girl cries.

“You two…” You sigh, using magic and causing it to shrink.

One of the girl’s gasps. “It shrank!”

“It’s so small now!” the other adds.

Your eyebrow twitches having two women point at it and call it small. Naturally, it’s the smallest it’s been since you’ve been to this world, but that only put it at about average for our world, which admittedly was still a bit large when comparing to the humans of this world.

“Sister, it’s still ten times the size of my husbands! It’ll definitely tear me apart!”

You make an annoyed noise through your clenched teeth. It was only six inches! You’ve lowered yourself to about the most you can handle in order to satisfy a woman. It’s naturally the principal of the thing. It wasn’t about having a big dick, it was more than that. It was your pride as a man!

“I think it’s a trick. It was clearly larger before. Even if I wanted that thing in me, it’ll likely expand and tear me apart.”

“To think, penises would be so dastardly!”

“Girls, it’s not going to get larger, trust me.”

“Can we trust him?” The darkelf asks the other.

“He’s a man, of course we can’t!” The other admonishes her. “As the Matriarch says, men will do anything for pussy!”

“Hey… that’s a half-truth at best…” You protest, although as you remember your entire harem is captured and your newborn daughter is kidnapped while you play in the sex dungeon, that protest loses some strength.

“Ah! I saw it move, quick, kill it!” One of the darkelves starts to panic, leveling her spear at it.

“Let’s not!” You cry out in exasperation. “Rather, since you’re scared to put it in your pussy, how about use your mouth? Even if it gets bigger your mouth can widen, right?”

The two girls let out cries of surprise. “The man has a point…”

“However, can a woman get pregnant by mouth?” one of them asks cautiously.

“Uh… sure!” You give the girls a thumbs up with your outstretched hand.

“Ca-can we trust those words?” The girl is still cautious.

“Oh, don’t trust me, find out for yourselves!” You declare.

Two girls eye your dick, still looking hesitant, but after a moment one of the girl’s sighs and gets on her knees. She finally grabs it, her cold dark hands surrounding the shaft with complete inexperience, a moment later she opens her mouth with an ‘ah’.

“Wait! Sister… I saw my husband pee from there once. It’s a trap!”

The other girl closes her mouth with a snap and dodges like you are about to start peeing on her right now. Being so close to having your cock sucked, you growl in frustration, which further puts the two elves on guard.

“Dude… I cum and pee out the same hole.”

“What? That’s crazy! Sister, he’s clearly lying now. Women have two holes, thus men should have two holes as well.”

“What are you talking about? Women pee out the same hole they fuck too!”

The girls shake their head. “Not true. Our urethra hole is on the top of the slit which we pee out of, where the actual vaginal cavity is much lower. Although all of it is part of the vagina, there are two distinct holes, one for fucking, and one for peeing.”

“Oh… sure… when we talk dick it’s a scary monster, but when we talk pussy you girls are suddenly Einstein! You know when you girls squirt, it’s just pee, right?”

“The verdict is still out on that one. While it’s true some women do release ejaculate during orgasm, the science is still out. While it has a similar composition to pee and may in fact be derived from the bladder, it’s more dilute and lacks some of the more potent elements of urine. The important thing is that it is a natural biological response in some women, and is natural derivative of sex, no different than saliva or semen, and also distinct from the thick mucus female ejaculate released directly from their vagina in much lower quantities.”

“Huh… the more you know.” You say.

“And knowing, is half the battle!” The girls declare in unison.

“What the hell are you doing?” The Matriarch steps in and says angrily, “I came here expecting to have two more pregnant half elves! Instead, I get some public service announcement!”

“We’re sorry Matriarch… his penis… it’s just too large!”

The Matriarch’s eyes fall on your penis and widen, then a grimace forms on her face.

“Very well, ladies, leave the room.” She orders dryly. “It looks like I will have to tame this monster myself. I guess I’ll be the first to be pregnant.”

The two girls bow and shame and flee the room. The Matriarch walks up and pulls off the sheet from a table. It exposes several knives, whips, dildos, and buttplugs.

“Don’t worry, boy… you’re just lost. This Matriarch is going to show you the true way.”

“If you think you’re going to use that stuff on me, Matriarch bitch,” you sneer. “It’s never going to happen.”

“My name is Wendy.” The Matriarch says. “Now, I’m going to use your peter to take me to neverland!”

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“What is the meaning of this?” You shout at the dark elf receptionist, who is shooting you a dark look. “Where is my baby?”

“Your baby?” The dark elf gives a look of disgust. “You insolent man. That is a baby of the dark elf tribe. Your… contribution has been noted, but you are no longer needed!”

“Insolence? Why you little bit-“

“Benefactor, this is all just a misunderstanding.” Pocahontas tries to stroke your arm reassuringly, already on her feet thanks to the insta-birth. “I didn’t get a chance to talk to the Matriarch sooner. We just need to work these things out.”

“Work things out? With baby stealers?” You snort.

Pocahontas withers under your look. However, it is not just your look that she has to contend with. A large portion of the girl’s present looked forward to seeing the first official baby. They are all angry to find out their niece was taken from them before they could play with her. Even the usually tactful Aurora is seething. The lobby is filled with angry women, and even though the receptionist wanted to look down on you, she is also facing a mob of outsider women, which was much more difficult for her to ignore.

Tiana sniffs. “That’s all we can expect from her kind. Stealing…”

Pocahontas raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean by my kind?”

“Oh, you know, elves with black sk-“

“Okay, Tiana goes to the back of the mob.” You declare as several girls grab Tiana and throw her behind them.

“What? Eh? I’m just saying what everyone already thought!”

“Tiana! Reflect on your actions!” You declare, sweatdropping over the realization your dirty elf is also a bigot.

“Why is everyone shunning me? I don’t understand.” Tiana cries out.

“Racists never do.” You sigh, looking off for a moment before shaking your head. “Either way, she’s kind of right. They did steal my baby.”

“He agrees!”

Pocahontas waves her hands. “It’s just a misunderstanding. As soon as I speak with the matriarch, we can resolve this.”

“Speak to the matriarch about what, dear?” Someone suddenly declares, causing everyone to look at the door to the lobby.

A beautiful woman with white hair and dark skin is standing at the door. She doesn’t look much older than Pocahontas, although she has a lankier body like Tiana. Her body looks exotic, and something about her gives the impression of a wild woman. Her breasts are actually quite small, maybe B.  She has a retinue of about ten guards on either side of her and more just outside. As soon as the receptionist sees her, she immediately bows and keeps her head lowered. Pocahontas also gives a quick flustered bow.

“Master, I have managed to successfully have a baby. This man here showed me how to properly make babies. I was just coming to see you to suggest some reforms. There were many things you taught that were wrong–“

Pocahontas’s rush of words are stopped as the beautiful woman raises her hand. “That is all, sister, you have done well to bring the father and baby here. Matriarch will take care of it from here on out.”

“I don’t know about done well.” You say. “However, I know I made that baby, and I know you took that baby from me.”

The Matriarch’s eyes widen at being talked to so brazenly, and the women on either side lower their weapon spears at you, looking like they plan to fight. A spark shoots through your eyes as your crack your knuckles. These bitches who stole your baby are going to pay!

“You think you have ownership over a woman? This baby was carried to term by a dark elf. All you did was stick your dick in her pussy!” The Matriarch’s words held disgust.

Pocahontas gasped. “Matriarch! You know this? That’s how babies are made! If you knew, why were you telling us otherwise?”

The Matriarch’s eye flash as she turns to Pocahontas with a regretful look. “Ah… I had feared this would happen. It appears like her years traveling among the other races has corrupted my precious disciple. She has been tainted by the Patriarchy!”

Several of the nearby darkelves put their hands to their mouths and gasp. One shook her head like she was in denial. Not Patriarchy. They’re the worst!

“Matriarch, that’s ridiculous!” Pocahontas explains calmly. “I’m merely trying to inform the group how to have babies again.”

“Blasphemy!” One of the darkelves call. “We’re women, don’t confuse this situation with logic!”

“It looks like my poor little disciple is going to have to be re-trained on the wonders of being female. Start her brainwash- ahem… I mean her re-education immediately. She has grown too tolerant of the despicable men who should be whipped and kept in their places.” Matriarch sighs.

“You think?” You say aggressively, taking a step forward.

“As for this… man…” The Matriarch sniffs, taking a step away while looking down at you with disdain. “As he was able to make a baby, he clearly has something the other men were missing. Lock him up. He shall be used for sex. Every woman in the tribe is ordered to have sex with him. They’ll milk him dry. They shall sleep with him two, three, a dozen times until every woman is pregnant. So orders the Matriarch!”

The guards suddenly storm in, grabbing all the girls.

“Please don’t resist.” Pocahontas begs the other girls. “This is just a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!”

Once someone grabs Aurora, she cries out in your direction, “Hero-san! Why are you suddenly looking so helpless? Can’t you resolve this peacefully with your magic?”

“I want to!” You cry out helplessly as your strength suddenly leaves you. ”I just can’t. Who would have ever thought that this Matriarch has a spell-nullifying… uh… necklace… sure, necklace… that weakens me completely. It’s my only weakness. Argh… if only I could fight back, but I just caaaaaan’t. Damn my weaknesses.”

“I do?” The Matriarch looks at the necklace on her chest and then her eyes brighten. “Ahem… I mean, of course! I knew that gypsy I bought this from wasn’t a scam-artist! This is a powerful artifact!”

“He has a weakness alright, but it’s not a necklace.” Mulan mutters with a frown.

You put on a look of struggle as the dark elves easily overpower you. As you collapse to your knees, you receive several extremely icy looks from the ladies behind you. It’s a testament to your own shamelessness that you’re able to withstand them.

“Is he fucking being serious?” Grimhilde asks, eliciting some awkward chuckles from the ladies, who still haven’t processed they’re being captured.

“Laugh now,” The Matriarch declares. “But once your man has been forced to service hundreds of beautiful dark elf women, you won’t be able to smile!”

“Who’s smiling?” You wipe the smile off your face. “I’m truly defeated by this powerful Matriarch and her powerful dark elves. I’ll have no choice but to be ravaged by women against my will. Oh… the humanity! Please, my harem… don’t think less of me after my supple body is ruined by these women.”

“I don’t think it’s possible to think less of you right now.” Ursula frowns.

“Only beloved would be so shamelessly lustful.” Medusa adds fondly.

“Guys…” Tiana speaks up. “I’m not racist. I just think black people are-“

“He’s seriously going through with it?” Aurora sighs as two busty darkelves pick you up and and pull you out of the room.

You are dragged away to the sex dungeon, while your harem follows, rolling their eyes.

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You quickly take Pocahontas to the resort with the rest of the harem in tow. The dark elves inside the resort are shocked when a group of nearly thirty people suddenly storm in the lobby. They nearly faint when they see one of theme is the famed disciple of the Matriarch, holding her clearly pregnant stomach and breathing hard. You rent a room and shortly after get Pocahontas lying in bed. What you don’t see is the receptionist magically contacting the tribe shortly after you leave.

Once you make it to the room, Cinderella takes over and kicks most of the girls out. Only the former mothers Aurora and Merida are allowed to stay. Medusa, of course, has also had many children. However, after asking when the egg is coming, you decided it is best if she isn’t involved.

“Ahhh, it hurts!” You cry out, “Stop pinching me so hard!”

Although Pocahontas is having the baby, she is holding your hand and every time she has a contraction she ends up pinching you. Naturally, you’re tough enough to not be truly hurt, but there is a glint of pleasure in Pocahontas’ eye whenever she causes you pain. What you’ve heard about the dark elves so far has convinced you that she must be a sadist at heart. Oh well, you act like you’re in pain and it helps relieve Pocahontas’ anxiety. The things you do for your women.

“It’s coming.” Cinderella nods assertively after pulling her finger out and snapping off her gloves.

The two mothers who are acting as nurse’s aids give a nod.

“I hope this one is a bit smaller than our daughters.” Aurora sighs while Merida nods in agreement.

You let out a cough, remembering that Anna and Elsa were sixteen year old girls the day they were born. Suddenly, you become very curious exactly how that worked. Two sixteen year old girls coming out between each of their legs! Frankly, you struggle to grasp that logic!

“Uh… about that… as to Anna and Elsa…” You find yourself asking

Aurora snorts. “They were 9 pound babies! Ariel was only 7 pounds!”

“Please, pounds? Much of the audience is on the metric system!”

“Oh, um… Ariel was 3.2 kg, and Anna and Elsa were 4.0!”

“Ah, ah, ah, now for the Spanish readers.”

“Anna y Elsa pesan 4 kilogramos.”

“Gracias.”

“The point being…” Aurora gives an annoyed look at your attempt to be more inclusive. “They only grew after they came out. It would have been impossible to birth them at full size!”

“Oh… I knew that.” You blush, looking away.

“Besides, they already destroyed our vaginas enough as it is.”

“Wh-what? Destroyed?”

Aurora nods sadly. “Of course, the baby coming through naturally causes tearing in most cases. My pussy has never felt the same since I had my baby.”

“B-but, I healed you!” You declare.

Merida shrugs. “Even so, the damage goes beyond simple healing. I can’t hold my bladder as long. It… doesn’t look the same. Once Pocahontas pushes out something the size of a bowling ball, naturally there will be changes.”

“…”

“Look at it this way, Hero-san, when you used us earlier as pussy canons, it was my pussy that gave out the quickest. Oh… in my youth, I could have squirted for hours like my daughter, but now that I had babies, the plumbing just doesn’t work like it used to.”

Pocahontas pats you reassuringly. “It’s okay, Benefactor, even though my pussy will be broken, you can still have what is left.”

“This doesn’t even get into the horrors of labor that darling missed last time.” Cinderella adds. “It’s very bloody and load. Merida even pooped a little during her labor.”

“Wh-why would you tell him that?” Merida cries out.

“And the baby comes out covered in blood and mucus. The vagina bleeds from the tearing. It’s quite messy. The babies look like dried up prunes, their faces all crunched up and ugly. They don’t get that cute baby face until at least a month.”

“Cinderella, dear, you may want to stop talking, hero-san is looking like he’s about the pass out.” Aurora tries to give you an encouraging look.

You stare blankly for a moment. Well… that’s enough of that.

“Oh, look, the baby has come!” You hold up your beautiful baby girl with dark skin and two little elf ears.

“Wh-what?” All the girls spin to Pocahontas, whose stomach is now flat again.

“Ah, well, I decided to speed the boring parts along, so now the baby is out and that’s the end of that.”

Pocohontas, who was previously in the middle of labor pains, suddenly feels right as rain. She pokes her stomach a few times, her lips pursed in a slightly displeased manner.

“I-isn’t this a little anticlimactic?” Merida asks wryly.

“What is Merida talking about?” You laugh, only sounding slightly hysterical. “This is our baby. She’s a beautiful baby. No blood and gunk at all!”

“Also, no umbilical cord?” Aurora asks.

“I cut it.”

“Uh… Okay, but where is-”

“I cut it.”

“…”

Merida looks down at the baby. “Does this look like one of those three month old babies bad plays use that automatically comes out dry and in a blanket?”

“You’re imagining things.” You shrug. “This is my little baby girl, Colette.”

The girls all sigh, giving up as the possibly long lasting labor is instantly resolved with magic. Considering you were distracted and weren’t able to see the baby coming out last time, this is fine with you.

“Perhaps, give them over to a nurse to inspect?” Cinderella offers.

“Ah, of course.” You hand her over to a dark elf nurse nearby.

With the baby free from your hands, you relax a bit and sit next to the bed, grabbing Pocahontas’s hand.

“I hope you’re not mad I took away your thunder.” You smile wryly.

Pocahontas shrugs. “It is fine. If my body is not too stressed it only means you can make more babies with me immediately.”

“More? Right now?”

“Of course, we must repopulate the entire dark elf race. This is the first baby in fifty years, it will be treasured by my tribe.”

“Ah, okay… but she’s going to grow up in Riun with us, right?” You ask cautiously.

Pocahontas seemed to hesitate for a second, but when she looked into your worried eyes she relaxed and nodded. “Of course, my benefactor. Once I speak to the Matriarch, perhaps we can move the whole tribe to Riun.”

“Good, that would be the best.” You nod, happy that there is no conflict.

“Actually, before we make the next one, may I see the baby now? I would like to hold it.” Pocahontas asks gently.

“Of course, I handed it to the dark elf nurse-“

You look around the room, finding a complete lack of dark elves besides Pocahontas. The nurse is mysteriously absent, and so is the baby!

“I was wondering this as well.” Cinderella spoke into the ensuing silence. “When did we get a darkelf nurse in the room?”

You stand up. “Oh, you got to be fucking kidding me.”

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“My man can’t even satisfy me anymore.” The darkelf sighs.

“Hah? You still complaining about that? Don’t you know all men have small dicks and barely can satisfy? The Matriarch says that it is because men are so weak and pathetic that they became that way,” her companion responds.

“Still, I wear the strapon and fuck his ass… and he acts like he doesn’t even like being pegged!”

“Hmmm… have you tried using a whip on him?”

“A whip… nipple clamps, I even did what the Matriarch suggested and stepped on his balls. He cried in a corner and then ran to his male friend’s house. I think my man is broken.”

The other woman nods thoughtfully. “This may be true. My man always gets hard when I stick it in his butt. His little pecker is so cute, sticking out an inch like it wants something. Sometimes, I flick it with a ruler. Once while we were going at it… he even leaked some white stuff.”

“White stuff? Are you sure he didn’t have an infection?”

The woman shrugs. “I don’t know, I made him eat it all and clean the mess with his tongue. Maybe it’s because of that white stuff comes out that he can’t get me pregnant!”

“Possibly… but then again, how many pregnant women have there been? If we dark elves didn’t have extremely long lives, we’d be extinct by now. There hasn’t been a new baby in 50 years! Do you think… maybe… the Matriarch has something wrong…” The darkelf suggests quietly.

“Blasphemy! Sister, make sure the rest don’t hear this talk. Our Matriarch is a hero. Before she came, female dark elves were captured by humans and demons and used as sex slaves while the men did nothing but fight back to their deaths! She managed to trade back and recover all of our women, not that the men ever did anything to help but die in battle a sell themselves for tedious lives working in mines! I say, good riddance. What do men ever do but die for our freedom/life? A man gives his life in service to you and suddenly thinks you owe him respect and courtesy? As if!”

“That’s what I’m saying, isn’t the men fighting to save women sort of… I don’t know… heroic?”

“No! It’s just because male lives are useless and expendable! Matriarch says they used to use that excuse to oppress women. so now, they can fight in battles and do all the heavy lifting and hard work and get nothing in return, as it should be! It’s all they’re good for anyway. Besides, after Matriarch’s policies went into effect, most human, demi-human, and demon men won’t even look a darkelf woman in the eyes. Clearly, the policy works. Men truly are learning their proper place.”

“I heard from some outsider women though, that men can actually use that small thing in the front and give the women pleasure?”

The darkelf looks over at her friend in disbelief and shakes her head. Every once in a while all darkelves start having these kinds of ‘what if’ thoughts. The truth is, other than the fact that there are no babies, the system works. Besides, the Matriarch has sent her best student, Pocahontas, away a year ago to solve this pregnancy problem. The darkelf has full confidence in the Matriarch as well as the one the Matriarch chose. She will return and fix their problem.

“It’s too small… and floppy.” The darkelf sighs, trying to stop her friend from thinking more blasphemous thoughts. “Just face it, even if there was a man out there who had a thing large enough, wouldn’t it hurt going in? Don’t you remember Nakoma? She decided to stick one of the stapons in her and she said it bled and hurt really bad!”

“Yeah… but then didn’t she start using it daily and having her husband wear it and peg her… but in the other hole that isn’t her ass?”

“Until Matriarch punished both of them,” the dark elf explains like she’s speaking to a child. “Now they wear those painful looking chastity belts with the teeth. Remember what she said, dildos are for male asses, one must never stick it in a ladies parts, that’s not what they’re there for.”

“What is it there for?”

“Haha, that’s where the baby comes out…” the darkelf shakes her head at the dumbness of some youth. “Just don’t keep taking this way unless you want have to wear leather gloves just to wipe.”

The other elf shivered, looking afraid for a moment. The darkelf gave a relieved breath, hoping that putting a little fear in her friend would keep her from asking too many questions. Asking questions was what dumb people did. A lot of the darkelf men had been asking questions lately, but that’s because men are dumb. The whippings naturally had to increase until the male unrest ended.

“What about our beach resort?’ The other darkelf gave one last attempt to argue. “It’s failing now. We’re guarding the dock for any travelers, but we haven’t had someone visit BDSM beach in ten years. The economy of the dark elf village is failing. I seem to remember men and women there, and the human women didn’t look down on or hit the human men.”

“Humans are weird.” The darkelf explains. “And besides, we’re just getting out of the resort trade. We have other manufactured goods the Matriach is starting to sell to help recover our economy.”

“Like what?”

“Surplus whips and chains.”

“Isn’t it weird that we have a surplus of those?”

The darkelf gave an aggravated sigh, finally having enough of her friend’s quandaries. “Look, you’re my friend, so I’ve entertained your conversation, but you mustn’t keep this up or you’ll end up worse off than the men! We do what we do because it works. Things aren’t going to change. We’re not going to stop beating and pegging men, and the birth rates aren’t going to recover, as assuredly as this beach resort is never going to see another outsider-“

Hooooooooonnnnnnnkkkkk….

A large blast of a horn immediately causes the two darkelves to turn out to sea in surprise. Through the rolling fog, a ship suddenly comes into view. It is an odd looking ship, mostly because it is moving despite not having any sails or oars. It seems to be pushed by magic. As it gets closer, the expression on the girls grew incredulous. The ship looks dilapidated. It looks like it has been through a war. It is covered in burns, stains, and various other damage.

“Th-that looks like the stuff my husband released I was telling you about.” The darkelf mutters in surprise.

The entire deck is covered in this congealed white gel. It is like the ship has run head first into a giant white slime, which proceeded to burst all over the deck. The ship pulls up, and a platform is put down. Almost immediately, non-darkelf women begin walking off the ship. Their conditions are dreadful. They stumble down like zombies, as if their legs don’t quite work right. Occasionally, one of them will spasm, grab between her legs, and let out a cute moan. Did she need to pee? The dark elves don’t understand.

The women each look distraught. Their skin is milky smooth, but their clothing is hard and wrinkled in strange positions. Their hair is stuck in strange positions like they had put on hair gel and forgot to comb. They have bags under their eyes, and they look completely haggard.

“Six hours… he did it for six hours. I thought I was going to die…” a red-headed flat-chested girl says tearfully.

A big-breasted woman that looks like her sister pats her head, not taking any liberties, clearly as distressed as her sister.

The first one to reach the bottom in front of the two dock guards was a demon woman with a spade tail.

“Bath… we need baths… not made out of milk or cum or anything white for that matter…”

The darkelves wordlessly point to the reception area of the resort, too stunned to answer these women. Are these refugees from some war? Wait, one girl is skipping off the ship laughing. As she passes a woman that looks to be her older sister, she squeezes her butt affectionately.

“Not now, Ariel, mother’s pussy is spent.” The older woman says this like a lover in bed who just isn’t in the mood, so casually that it is clear this isn’t the first time she has said these words.

“Ahhh…” Ariel looks disappointed, but then runs over and starts harassing a pale-skinned elf girl, who resists, but seems strangely into it.

“Lesbians?” the dark elf asks her friend, who shrugs in confusion.

“A pregnant woman!” The other dark elf points excitedly.

It would be considered a rude thing to do, but it is so rare to see pregnancy in the village, that even though this is a human, it got the dark elf excited. However, trailing behind her was a second pregnant woman, and this one caused both of their eyes to pop out and their mouths to drop. With her hand on her back, the dark-skinned pregnant woman slowly makes her way down, when she reaches the bottom, she gives a gentle smile to the other two women.

“Pocahontas reporting back. As you can see, I’ve succeeded.”

“Yeah, you have…” A man they didn’t notice before wraps an arm around her, holding Pocahontas affectionately before looking at the guards. “Hey, do you guys do ship detail? Eh… you’re going to need a lot of mops, in a strange twist, the deck is actually covered in semen, not to be confused with seamen. It’s going to need some thorough scrubbing.”

“A man dares to touch a woman without her permission and look us in the eyes?” The dark elf hisses, reaching for her whip.

“No!” Pocahontas holds out her hands, “It’s okay if he touches me. He found the way to impregnate me. He has taught me many things. He can solve our fertility problem. He’s even helped me continue along my pregnancy. He used my pussy as a canon for six hours. I would never think of this, but the continuous orgasms has succeeded in causing me to start contractions. There is much to discuss, but it’ll have to wait. My contractions are becoming regular.”

The two darkelves give confused looks as they look at the pair in disbelief.

“Yes, I totally did that to help you along in your pregnancy, wait, Eh?” The man suddenly hears what she says, “You mean you’re-“

Pocahontas nods with a smile. “The baby is coming.”

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