ã€ŠThe summon Who Got Fleecedã€‹


 Jeffs New Life With the Same Old Stuff

    ¡°Huh?¡± That was all I could think to say when I woke up on a stone floor that looked to be ancient by appearance.

    Looking around, I can see the tequila bottle that I had bought from the convenience store down the street. Happy as hell that it was still whole and the liquid still in the bottle.

    Name: Jeff Trance ¨C check.

    Memories still intact ¨C check.

    Most important anatomy still present ¨C check (watched way too many gender bender manga to leave to chance).

    Picking up the treasure, I looked around and saw Asian looking kids still passed out on the floor. Some wearing school uniforms, while some are in either their pajamas or civie clothes.

    Shaking my head, I can only ask why the hell an American prior service grease monkey at the age of 33 was doing here with these youngsters in a place like this.

    Sighing, I got up and looked around the room and found an old looking oak door that was just taller than my 5¡¯11¡± body.

    Heading over and opening the door, I can see old school torches lining the walls and people dressed in medieval armor in the hallway. There is even halberts, claymores, and a host of other weapons upon the individuals.

    I guess one of them heard the door open and was behind it because they tried to shut the door on me. Thankfully, or should I say unfortunately, the door didn¡¯t budge like they thought and ran off yelling something that I could not understand.

    The others that were there all turned to me and raised their weapons, pointing them all in my direction. Causing me to lift an eyebrow over my scarred left eye at them.

    They began to yell again, not even considering that I could not understand a single fucking word they were saying. So I just stepped out of the room, closed the door, and placed my back against the door as I leaned against it.

    I guess it has been an hour later, the watch that cost me 300 dollars and survived my 4 tours and ten years of military service did not come with me here, as a woman dressed in black robes was rushing towards our direction.

    Though the robes obscured her form, it also showed that she was at least fit in some way since her body was lithe and her stride strong. Her auburn hair and red eyes are showing confusion for some reason.

    She reached the furthest guard dude, or I think it is a dude, and saw that she was about 4 inches shorter than that person. Being the tallest here, I can only assume that she is about 4¡¯10¡± tall. I guess height here is a bit on the short side.

    No small jokes allowed I guess.

    Keeping a straight face, I move a few strands of my newly acquired silver hair that I got from the extreme shock of being hit in the face and survived by mortar shrapnel that hit me in my face. Hence the scar I now sported. I only survived because of my stubborn ass attitude and behavior in life.

    I guarantee they will think the worse of me because of it.

    The guards all began shouting over each other as they all tried to tell her something. And by the way they all became part of the wall, she was now annoyed by how they all wouldn¡¯t shut the hell up.

    As she stepped towards me, she slowed her stride as she neared 5 feet away from me as she lifted up her hand. She closed all but her right index before she placed it upon my head.

    A searing pain caused me to see stars for a moment. But since it was only a tickle compared to my injured near her finger, I just grunted from the pain.

    ¡°Can you understand us now, young man?¡±

    Her voice was like that of a woman who is trying to woo you into something, as her honey filled words I could finally understand.

    Instead of speaking, I just nodded my head since I did not know if I could talk in her language.

    Laughing at my answer, she simply said ¡°you can speak our language as well. I placed our entire language, as well as the other languages that I know, into your mind. Are the others awake as well?¡±

    ¡°I see. As for those children, last I saw about an hour ago, they were all in dreamland¡± I replied as simply as I could.

    I did not want them to know anything about me until I knew I could trust them. Even at 33, I still read mangas and other anime type literature, and watch enough anime that caught my fancy to know that not all summonings are the kind type.

    And just because this fine piece of ass is behaving nicely didn¡¯t mean that she held no hostilities towards the kids and me. And I sure as hell was not going to kiss some kings ass. 10 years with almost 8 years worth of deployments will teach you never to look someone with closed eyes.

    Nodding at my statement, she offered me a tour around the castle that we were summoned in. And since it was apparently midnight now, the royal family is asleep after spending several hours summoning us.

    Filing that tidbit away for future reference on certain conversations, I followed her with my bottle of tequila in hand.

    Like hell I am going to give up my hard-won prize. I am just sad that my bottle of Wild Irish Rose and Moonshine were left behind. As they are the only thing to help me with the pain in my left eye.

    ¡°Can I ask you a personal question?¡± the lady asked after a few hours into the tour, not even embarrassed that she has yet to tell me her name.

    ¡°If I can¡± was my only reply.

    Narrowing her eyes, she looked like she was trying to determine my answers without even knowing what I am hiding.

    ¡°How did you receive that scar?¡±

    ¡°Was fighting on the front lines. A piece of shrapnel hit me in the face¡± is all I said non-plussed since that all the people wanted to know these days when they saw me. My family even stopped talking with me when they found out that I should have died but somehow survived.

    Tilting her head in confusion, I can only assume that she is trying to understand something that will gain her more information to keep me in line or something. I suppose if she is the head mage like I think she is, then her first duty is to identify any and all threats to her king and queen.

    ¡°What is that in that bottle that you are carrying around?¡±

    ¡°Liquor to help with the pain that my eye is in from time to time.¡±

    ¡°May I see your eye? I may be able to heal it for you.¡±

    Sighing, I just shook my head stating that I would rather keep it as a reminder for my betrayal towards myself. As in, I trusted a foreign national who has given us good info in the past, only to be put into a trap that nearly cost my squad and I our lives.

    Even though they had forgiven me since they, themselves, did not think about it also, I still won¡¯t let that betrayal go lightly. As their squad NCO, I should have been better at looking into it more than just blindly listening. Yeah sure, I did all the basics in making sure that his information was legit, but that did not mean that blind trust and faith should have been given to the bitch.

    Sighing herself, she backtracked a little asking ¡°from your earlier comment, I am guessing you are older than you look and in your countries military?¡±Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!

    I just nodded not giving her any more information.

    ¡°And those kids are part of your country as well?¡± she continued prodding for more info.

    ¡°As much as I would like to lie about it, the kids will tell you that we are in fact from different countries. And guessing from their clothes, they are in fact school kids.¡±

    I hope that her happy smile was kind and not conniving. Knowing my history of the medieval period, being a true nut in finding the truth behind things of the past were I come from, everyone will try to use their immature nature to brainwash them into thinking something stupid. And I can guarantee that at least 3 of those boys will try to kiss their asses for the glory of becoming the hero they will be told they will be.

    As for me, I have been called a hero so many time that I am sick and tired of being called one. Not that I will tell this broad that. Trusting in others has now become even more problematic for me. I have always been the cautious type, and when we were ambushed, I trusted others even less becoming even more cautious.

    ¡°Excellent!¡± she exclaimed as she continued to give me the 10 dollar tour of the place.

    By the time morning came, she had shown me all the places that she was going to show me and led me to the kitchen area. Here, she got meat and bread from the cooks before bringing me a platter full of different pork and beef products. But the creatures that I could see that they butchered were not creatures that I recognized.

    Some had anywhere from 3-7 horns on them with lizard-like faces that were as big as a fucking VW Beetle. Others looked like overgrown rabbits that some animes have, and the rest looked like mutated pigs.

    Shaking my head a the absurdity of the things, I can only assume that we were summoned into a parallel universe or some clich¨¦ like that. At least it is fresh and not poisoned.

    Finishing my breakfast of C-Rations, since it tasted the same, the woman took me into a room that had two chairs that can only be seen as thrones. Especially with all the gold and glittering gems that adorned them.

    And here I thought my throne in my bathroom was the finest there is.

    Sitting upon one of them was a man dressed pompously with a crown upon his head. How I head pompous looking idiots.

    From a distance, I could see that he had on a smile. But as I got closer, I could see that it did not reach his eyes. Especially since I was still holding my fucking tequila.

    Just before I could say ¡°hello¡±, the doors opened and the 12 or so kids walked in in absolute awe. Like a bunch of star-struck teens with hormonal problems. And just as I predicted with a few of the mid-teen boys, they had the brown nose chip going on. As if they too understood what they could be in for.

    Getting closer, a few of them began to whisper. But the boldest one stated hotly ¡°what the hell is an American doing here? Since when are they even set up like we are in prophecies?¡±

    Shaking my head, I let out a tired sigh not daring to answer that stupid question. The king even let out a tired sigh causing us to look at each other before we simple smirked and shook our heads again.

    ¡°Welcome to the Kingdom of Numan. My wife and I summoned you all here to help with the threat of invasion from the different countries. Especially the demon army. There is the elven army, the beast army, dwarven army, as well as the elemental army that is threatening us. We implore you to help us defeat them at any cost.¡±

    Giving a defeated sigh, I shake my tired head. Wishing I made a bet with someone just to get a bit richer than I already am.

    The kids immediately jumped onto the prospect of being hero-worshipped. A few even went as far as to try and woo a few of the maids that are present. But when the Queen, Prince, and Princess walked in, I internally groaned as I realized what their new trophy is going to be. That is if they can pull it off.

    ¡°I am sorry your majesty, but I am still recovering from several wounds from a war that is being raged even now as we speak on our world. I will do what I can to aid, but I can not interfere. Even if I could, as a prior service soldier to my country, I would not give my all to what you are asking since you are not my countries leader¡± I state after the others have said their piece.

    The bold one again decided to make snarky comments like ¡°just like an American¡± and ¡°why don¡¯t you go back and get wasted like you westerners love to do so much¡±.

    Finally, I turned to him, letting him see the scar on my face. As well as taking off my shirt for him to see the bullet holes, stab wounds, and a few others that I got from jealous women when I turned them down for another woman. But he did not need to know that.

    ¡°As I stated before. I am still recovering from my ordeal while my time in the war¡± I reiterated and left it at that.

    Even if what I said what completely true, which it half is, I would not fight in some war that I did not know how or what started it all. For all I know, the princess could have insulted a prince from a different kingdom, and as a result, insulted the others as well.

    Since I did not know the facts, I refused to lend my hand.

    Instead of letting the others try to give my word for me, I asked as politely as I could ¡°if you permit me, I would like some coin so that I may travel from town to town on the frontlines and get what information I can to help.¡± Help with me getting the hell out of here and explore what I am guessing is my new home.

    Maybe I can finally find a wife and settle down. But I highly doubt I can. I have never really felt at ease around other humans. But I can at least find a place to call my own out in a forest or something before I die.

    Giving me what looked to be a piercing look, the King debated internally before the Prince said: ¡°with you as crippled as you are, that is probably the best we can use you for.¡±

    Not even bothering to look at the primpy ass, I kept my eyes on the King. Who I guess made a decision that was in my favor since he declared that I would be given 500 platinum coins so that I can gear up with weapons, armor, rations, and a horse. And since I was never one to just take money without seeing what significance such an amount was, it turned out to be as follows.

    10 bronze = 1 copper

    10 copper = 1 silver

    10 silver = 1 gold

    15 gold = 1 platinum

    30 platinum = 1 ruby

    I guess since I was not swayed by the human nations needing help, he did not want me around. Bowing as was polite I guess, I took my leave and got the coins promised.

    Just as I left the castle, I heard one of the guards say ¡°I guess not all soldiers are stupid. Maybe if the King and Prince didn¡¯t look down upon others, maybe they could have gotten this one to help out better. I mean, even injured, he looks like he could still hold a blade.¡±

    I guess from all the looks I got since I have yet to put my shirt back on, I am guessing that this world has not found out about advance martial arts and stuff.

    Thankfully there were no mages to see what all I had since I doubt they would let me go if I had any. Better to play the fool than be the fool.

    Later that night, after spending all day searching and requesting armaments using the king''s name, I was finally able to get a room with food being delivered as I opened my bottle and took 3 swings in rapid succession. I was now waiting for all my orders to be complete, which will be in 2 days if they are to be believed

    God, I love that burn.

    I know that doctors say not to drink with these types of injuries, but my eye just won¡¯t stop hurting until I drink something strong. Hence the moonshine.

    As for what I ordered, I had a pack made as similar to that of a molley pack as I could get them to. I even asked if they could make different colors of the same clothing, to which they said they could.

    Next was the armorer. Here I had them custom make a falchion into a bit longer and denser, by at least a third, version of the ones they mass produce. I even saw a chainlink shirt for sale that I did not hesitate to buy since I will need some armor.

    Just as I finished off two-thirds of my bottle, a knock resounded on my door and a muffled ¡°your food sir¡± by one of the girls I saw downstairs. And from the perturbed look on her face, she misunderstood my confused look about why a 12-year-old was delivering my food.

    ¡°Those types of things are down the street, sir. Ranging from wolf-king to fox-kin, light elf to moon elf, and even a few demonesses. Starting from when their moon flow begins to about 17 years old¡± was all the child said making my happy moment turn into a neutral-faced persona. Especially if those said girls start their periods about the same time the girls from my world starts theirs. About 10 or 11.

    If I ever catch a bastard trying that in front of me, I don''t care about the internal injuries I have. I kill the bastard. In the most ugliest way I can.

    Cue the internal evil laugh.

    After telepathically kicking her out, in my dreams at least, I sat down to try and force myself to eat after hearing what the bitch just said.

    Halfway into my meal, another knock occurred. Getting up from my meal, I opened the damn to find the girl''s father standing there with an unhappy look to his face. Sighing again for what seemed like the millionth time today, I can only surmise that the girl treated my blank stare at her as me being mad that she was off the menu.

    ¡°Before we get into an argument over something that did not happen, I will just say that what she told me about minors being used as sex toys at the age of 11 did not sit well with me. And the only reason I found that out, is she assumed my confused stare about why a 13-year-old was delivering food to a stranger. A male stranger at that.¡±

    Nodding at the misunderstanding, he was a bit confused about my former statement as he asked ¡°what do you mean about those beasts? They are not even human! So who da hell cares ¡®bout em!?¡±

    Pinching the bridge of my nose, I decided to use an old trick I was taught by a commanding officer I once had.

    ¡°Picture if you will, a man having his way wife an elf girl no older than 13. Picture her face as she becomes distraught as her eyes begin to become lifeless as she now thinks of herself as soiled. Can you see her?¡±

    Not understanding where I am getting at, he just nods with a confused look.

    ¡°Good. Good. Now. Put your daughter in her place. How do you feel now?¡±

    With that, I slammed the door in his face.

    Not even a few seconds later, he was pounding on the door as hard as he could. Instead of opening it again, I just used it as a massage treatment. Courtesy of the innkeeper.

    Of course, a soldiers life is not complete unless they have the law hounding them within 30 minutes of them bitch slapping some ¨C whether it be mentally or physically. So I finished my food in record time, grabbed what little I had, and left the room via the window.

    Guess I will need to find a different place to sleep. Well, the place does have a flat roof, and the sky is clear. The weather feels warm. So napping under the stars on the bastard who is now telling the patrolmen of our talk.

    But in his words. The ass.

 Magic Practice

    The next day found me with a crick in my back. My hip hurts something fierce. Not to mention that my left arm had no fucking feeling in it. Too bad there is no Vicodin here. Would love to get drug fucked right now.

    Wonder if there is something similar here. If there is, IT WILL BE THE BEST FUCKING DAY EVER!

    Walking around like there is a major stick up my ass, I try to get my body to loosen enough so I can do my usual training. Mainly fork to mouth. God, I am so damn hungry.

    Tomorrow, I can get all my stuff and finally leave. I am so bored.

    Well, I guess I can go look at that damn place that that girl told me about last night. Maybe I can somehow buy them so I can send them all on their way back to their homes?

    I just hope they don¡¯t do have those fucking slave brands that I read in those mangas. That would suck major monkey balls. Speaking of magic, I wonder if there is a shop I can go to to see if I do actually have magical abilities. Was in such a hurry to get out of there that I forgot to see the main magic dude to see what I had.

    With that in mind, I headed for the magic shops. Hope I don¡¯t get lost. That would be fun as hell, but I don''t have the time to go looking for fun.

    Looking around, all I can see are nothing but signs that have symbols of what they are selling. I have yet to see a sign of a pointy hat, a shepherd''s crook, nor a book on any of the signs. Speaking of which, I have yet to see a single person yet. Its only false dawn and no one is awake yet? This place sucks even more damnit.

    I had to find a bloody guard just to find out that I was on the wrong side of the city. So figuring that I could get a bit of exercise, I jogged at a 5 minute per mile pace to the place where the guard told me. And in his exact words ¡°you will know you are there when you feel like insects are crawling under your skin¡±.

    When I finally figured out I was there, instead of the creepy crawling feeling, I just felt like I had to take a dump. A massive dump at that.

    So just to piss off the old man yelling out his window, I popped a squat in the alleyway (since there is no such thing as an outhouse in the city). Too bad I have to use the damn cloth that I stole from the inn.

    Feeling a few pounds lighter, I can hear the old man yelling something about a god awful smell. Which put a smile on my face. I guess the life of the military still isn¡¯t out of my system yet. We always have fun making other people in the military feel uncomfortable as hell.

    That brought back the memories of singing Disney songs in the shower with my soldiers with the curtains half drawn as other military people were trying to take theirs. Good time, good times.

    Business taken care of, I head down towards this dude I see dressed in a robe thing. If I truly had to describe what he is wearing, I would say he is wearing his sleeping clothes. I had yet to see a dude dress in a dress that women wear. It looked just like that type of dress.

    Getting closer, I can see a girly style belt wrapping around his waist with a small bag attached to it on the side. I can only assume that money or something similar is in there.

    ¡°Excuse me. can you help me find the magic shop?¡± I asked when I get in earshot.

    The dude turned around and gave me the picture perfect view of what I thought pompous pricks from all around faces looks like. Turned up nose, hottie look in his eyes, and an air of arrogance.

    Can I punch him in the face? Pretty please with a cherry on top?

    ¡°I am on my way there, commoner. You may follow me if you wish, but don¡¯t get in front of me. I don¡¯t want to smell the filth that is on you¡± he practically sneered at me.

    Can I punch him now?

    ¡°Well thank you, kind sir. May the sun bask in your presence¡± I replied.

    Two can play at that game, ya prick. At least I don¡¯t dress like a fucking queer.

    Bristling, he turned and continued to walk all the while spouting nonsense about how commoners should learn their place. All the while walking like there is a stick up his ass saying hello to the silver spoon that is lodged in there.

    It took about 20 minutes to get to the place. 19 minutes and 59 seconds longer than what I thought it should have. Wish I had my FN5.7. Then he would see just how much his whining won the day.

    Looking at the shop, I can see a butt load of wands, scrolls, and other things that mages like to have through the window. At least that is what I assume anyway.

    Walking in, I see a cute brunette sitting behind the counter. But when she stood up, my one-eyed friend did an about-face and retreated. And here I thought she was still young, about 16 or so, but her bulbous frame spoke differently.

    ¡°Hello and welcome to the Arcane Shop. What can I get for you?¡±

    Her voice was like that of a cat screeching as if its tail was stepped on. Does anyone have any earplugs?

    ¡°I would like to get the next volume on Necromancy, Milady. I have already read the apprentice addition¡± Mr. Pompous said in a voice sounding like he had a crush on her.

    Kudos man, kudos. I still wouldn¡¯t want to be anywhere near that thing. What is she anyway? Jabba the Huts wife or something?

    ¡°What about you sir? What would you like?¡± she asked while batting her eyes at me.

    I hope there is a trash can nearby.

    ¡°I just want to get myself check for magical attributes. I just arrived in town yesterday and wanted to relax before coming here¡± I explained trying my best not to jet stream vomit at her obvious attempts.

    The noble douche snickered at me, while the lady just nodded with looks of pity.

    Where is my M16A4 when I need it?

    ¡°I see. Well, let me take care of this fine gentleman, and I will take you into the back where the owner is. He can help you better than I can.¡±Stolen novel; please report.

    Thank all that is holy for that!

    Form the hour-long time the two dimwits were talking, I am starting to guess that he was the only one who could relieve her of her stress. Since I doubt anyone else would do so. I know I have standards that are pretty low, but not that low.

    Just when I was getting ready to barge into the back just to get away from these two, the dude left. The woman smiled at me, but this time, it is a bit forced. I can tell she does not want me here. Especially since she probably thinks I am a beggar or something.

    Waving a hand to tell me to follow, I followed her past the counter three paces behind. Don¡¯t want to cop a feel.

    As I follow her, I can see that this place is lived in from all the personal effects that are lying around. More feminine than masculine. It was only the last room on the left of her straight lined home that the only male, a wolf-kin of some sort, is chained to the wall with enough room to get to the bathroom. Which is the door across from his.

    The man who has haunted eyes as if he has lost the will to live stands in the middle of the room looking down. From the way his clothes are worse than mine, I can tell he has lost more than that.

    ¡°Rufus! Check this man¡¯s affinities! Then go and clean the bathroom since you no doubt soiled it by now!¡±

    ¡°Yes, Madam¡± Rufus says in a hollow monotone voice.

    Turning to me, he says in the same hollow voice ¡°please come and sit. Would you like the door open or closed before we begin?¡±

    Looking into his eyes, I can see that he does not want the fat bitch to see him work. So I stated that I would like my privacy. And that I don¡¯t want her to know what I have.

    Nodding his head, he closed the door and led me to the table on the far side. On it is a clear crystal fucking ball. How clich¨¦ can these people get?

    Sitting down, he has me place my hand on the ball. Doing so, my hand felt like a suction cup. I tried to lift my hand, but it refused to move as if the damn ball just puckered up and sucked for all its worth.

    Red, gray, white, yellow, blue, and green all appeared in a techno dance across the ball.

    ¡°Fire, Rebirth, Light, Earth, Lightning, and Nature are all your elements. And since you have declared that you do not wish no one to learn of your elements, your cost is 15 gold coins¡± Rufus stated.

    I knew he was full of shit since the door leading in said 5 gold to be read, and 9 gold for silence.

    Thinking that he just wanted to save money to buy his way out, I gave it to him with the following warning quietly: ¡°you have best be doing what I think you are doing, or the madam and I are going to have some not so friendly words. I highly doubt I need to worry considering the position I believe you are in.¡±

    Now that I know what my elements are, I head back to the front and ask for a Magic for Dummies book. And to my surprise, that is practically what she gave me. It is the beginner''s book on how to get acquainted with the magical stuff.

    Buying it, I head for what looks to be the park. Sitting down on one of the many benches that pot-marks the area, I start to read the book.

    The first few pages tell of the history of magic, or what they believe is the history of magic. As well as what they expect the elements to correspond with for certain types of emotions. That had a few chapters worth by itself.

    The next area of the book talked about how to harness the powers that be. Such as certain types of exercises that might help, certain mental training that will help funnel the energy, and so on.

    Then the book talked about how to make the elements bend to your will. I was three quarters through the book when I realized that a fucking 2-year-old child could do magic if someone taught them how. It was all based on our own imaginations!

    HAIL TO THE INNER CHIBI BABY!

    I am so going to be seen as a child with a bigger body. But meh. Women already see us men as such anyways. Why change now?

    Just as I was about to throw away the book, I thought about something I saw in the crystal. Turning to the page concerning the different colors, I looked up pink, silver, and lavender. I have no clue why I would have such girly colors, but whatever.

    Pink so happened to be for flesh magic, as in biology. Silver is for metal. And lavender¡­ well, lavender is for something I doubt is wanted in this prejudice place. Simply put, I can knock up any female I fancy regardless of race.

    POTENT SHOTS FOR THE WIN! HALLELUJAH!

    Wonder how twin fox daughters with my personality are like.

    Shuddering, I can only think of my grave if I ever have a fox-wife that gave birth to those hellions.

    I am a playful sadist, not a masochist. So I can only shudder in horror at thinking about such a feat. Hope they have their mother¡¯s personality. That would be for the best. Yeah¡­

    Clearing my head of those disturbing thoughts, I head for a good place to practice when my stomach finally bitch slaps me. It is almost noon, and I had yet to eat anything since I woke up.

    Following my nose like any good hound dog, I mean male, I bought me what looked to be a skibob of some sort. Smelled good as hell, so I bought 30 of them.

    When I told the seller, he just looked at me like I was crazy. I couldn¡¯t argue since I knew I was crazy. I mean, have you ever met a man that wears bright pink speedo shorts without a shirt on into a corner store before? That¡¯s me.

    Not to mention that I ate all 30 of the treats in less than 10 minutes.

    Patting my stomach now that it is happy, I head back to the abandoned part of the park. Here, I went through my imagination like wildfire.

    First and foremost, I adjusted my body. Any male that has the ability to change how they look will adjust his package. Any who say otherwise is lying out their asses.

    So, I adjust my already impress 8¡± size to a 12¡±. Followed by the family jewels. Can¡¯t have those peanut size compare to the anaconda. That was followed by the potency.

    Now we¡¯re talken.

    My secondary task is to heal my internal injuries. That hurt like hell since I did not think that I had any metal left in my body. I only now knew that since shards of shrapnel from the mortar rounds and rounds I was hit with came right on out of me. Fuck did that hurt.

    Then I finally got around to fixing my eye. And since I kept it as a reminder, I left it as is and gave myself sight again. I had to slam my head into a nearby tree just to stop myself from ripping it out, but it was well worth the pain. Too bad I have to keep it closed. To much sensory input for my brain to handle right now. I will need a hot babe to help me with the brain expansion part.

    Yes, I know. A male with a proper brain size. Scary.

    Note the lack of humor in that. Just because our brains are the size of our nuts don¡¯t mean that we can¡¯t have good ideas once a millennium.

    Next element I try is fire. I couldn¡¯t get it to work, neither any other element after that. Pissed beyond belief, I just said fuck it. So I took a break instead.

    Since it was getting close to sunset, and I was near something that looked like it had stakes driven into the ground, I decided to do some martial arts movements that I was taught back before I joined the military.

    These movements, for some crazy odd reason, always helped to calm my mind, help my heart rate return to normal, and relax my body. To this day I have no clue why. If someone jumped out and said that I was here to save the world, I guarantee I would have committed first-degree murder right then and there.

    So here I am, moving through the moves of Tia Chi like I have done a thousand plus time now. Not thinking of a single thought. But instead of staying in a single spot, I was moving to every single stake that is here. All 36 of them on this 6x6 squared off area.

    It was only when I was about 30 minutes into it that I felt something happen. Instead of questioning it like I normally would have, I just let it happen. Before I knew it, I had a flaming sword that changed into a lightning whip. Then the earth began to rotate as the floral began to move in a hypnotic sway.

    Even the metal began to create patterns with smooth bends and twists. That followed with Light slowly increasing giving the area a reverent feel to it.

    All that happened for the next few hours even after the sunlight fully left the sky as the moonlight took over. With the moonlight, however, the flowers began to glow an eerie light that somehow made me feel right at home.

    Since I did not like this feeling, I stopped. What male would ever admit to feeling he is at true peace with a bunch of flowers around him?

    Looking down do to something pulling on my pant leg, I see a flower pointing one of its petals at me like someone flipping me off.

    Bitch!

    Harrumphing like a petulant little girl, I turned an marched out of there. Heading straight for this slave place.

    I really hope I don¡¯t see red when I get there because I already saw what that type of life did to my niece after my sister sold her out. Starting when she turned 9 years old. I had to be hauled off by several people when I blacked out. The only thing I remember upon waking is holding my niece whose eyes held no life in it what so ever.

    So I pray that I don¡¯t see that happening there. If they are, they have better pray that someone can stop me. But from what I see, I highly doubt it.

    I can only pray that there is a first time for everything.

 Mission Accomplished

    Arriving at the entrance, I can see stuff that is starting to make me see red. And I mean I am ready to start killing people.

    Right as I am about to start my warpath, a gentleman came up to me asking me what I would like.

    ¡°To buy all your slaves¡± is all I said in a cold tone.

    ¡°But Sir, I doubt you have the 15 platinum coins for such a buy¡± is all he got out before I held 20 of said coins.

    Not even bothering to look at him, I shove the money into his hands as I demand ¡°I want all of them clothed and ready to leave by dawn. No one is allowed to touch them. I will be at the inn across the street. Bring me all the children that you have. No questions asked.¡±

    Turning, I walked over to the inn and rented all the rooms they had, bought even food to feed an army, and had them make as many baths as they could.

    I really could use some moonshine right about now.

    Several hours later, all the children were fed, bathed, and clothed. After making sure that no one will bother them, I left for the slave place with the intent of killing everyone there.

    No long after getting into the place, I demanded to see all the people I bought. Judging from the kids I saw, I am expecting there to be a 13-1 of female to male ratio. I was not disappointed.

    All over the place, I can see women of different races, including human. Bruised, beaten, and broken with dead, lifeless eyes. Making me have thoughts of my niece that I can no longer help when she needs me.

    And before I knew it, I was using my magic to heal all the wounds that I can see. I would have tried to get my magic to fix the damages done to them on the inside, but I doubt I can help the different races with their problems. And since I did not want to be seen as a racist prick, I left the inner injuries alone. At least for now.

    As their outer injuries healed, I can see looks of relief. Before they all started to look around in fear. One of the 16-year-olds, or I think she is 16 as I have no clue how to tell the age of the other races, came up to me shaking like a leaf.

    Her silver tale is tucked between her legs and her ears flat on her head as she asks ¡°I was told that you are our new master. What may this one do to please you, master?¡±

    ¡°Rest and recover. If you have a younger sibling, or if the other women have children, let them know that I had them bathed and fed. I will be taking you all clothes shopping tomorrow. As well as armor and weapon shopping. We will be heading out the day after tomorrow.¡±

    Bowing slightly with a stupified expression, she turned before rushing off. Walking at first before it became a full sprint.

    Since I knew I would not sleep that night, I went and talked with a few of the sane elderlies that have survived. Trying to see how many people I neede to get carriages for.

    The following morning, I had half of the 467 women with me getting clothes for themselves and the others. The males, all 117 of them, as came along. They and some of the women I had picked out were the ones who not only get clothes but also armor and weapons.

    It was midday that I was able to claim the clothes, armor, and weapons I had commissioned. Unfortunately, I had to leave the group behind at the smiths since he was a dwarf and he had the room to house them until I got back. And for that, I gave him more than what he asked for.

    It was near midnight when I got a knock on the door to my room. As soon as I opened it, I wanted to shut it right away. But unfortunately, the Japanese pricks are standing right there.

    They began making demands about letting them have their way with ¡®my property.¡¯ When I said no, the loudmouth since day one decided to attack. He even had the royal guards there. And since I was in no mood to be civil, I let them all see what kind of monster I have become during the war back on earth.

    Without thinking, I grabbed his wrist for the hand that held the dagger and twisted it so his arm went outward. Next, I chopped his neck crushing his windpipe. Then I took the dagger and threw it at the idiot who decided to be his true lackey. Lodging it in his eye.

    Turning to the girls who followed him, I said with as much cold hatred while keeping my voice level, ¡°since you children don¡¯t understand what it means to fight in a war, let me tell you now. I have killed at least 500 plus terrorists within the first four years of my military service. For every death I have wrought, I began to slowly become the monster people fear the most.

    ¡°I believe you know the saying ¡®be wary, for you become what you fight¡¯? I have become the monster I fought so piece of shit children like yourselves can sleep at night. That is one of a few reasons why I have refused to join the war here. The other reasons are because the King has yet to say the true reason behind how this war started. If I had to guess, it is because of human greed.¡±

    Turning to the guards who now had their weapons pointed at me, I said ¡°now take this filth out of my sight. I refuse to be a pawn in your kingdoms war.¡±

    ¡°May we join you then?¡±

    Looking at the scared girl who was in the back, I can see that she was forced into coming here.

    Waving my hand at the librarian built school girl. I can see her glasses had a crack in one of the lenses. She walked timidly towards me, all the while getting glares from the other girls.

    Smirking, I could not help but say ¡°I will not apologize for killing your boy toy. Now go somewhere else for your relief. All the slaves that I bought are not for sale nor use.¡±

    That got all the girls to bristle. I just laughed at their hostile glares as I shut the door to my room. Which I forgot had 14 of the little kids who just now saw and heard what I had to say.

    Turning slowly as my face fell into shock and horror, I fumbled my words as I said ¡°I ah, meant that I ah, only harm those who try to ah, harm those who can¡¯t defend themselves. So¡­ I ah, became the monster to all the other monsters out there.¡±

    That got me a giggle form the older females as they witnessed my embarrassment.

    Why do women always find a man¡¯s embarrassment so funny and cute?

    Next thing I noticed, my ribs broke as 5 girls about the age of 21 to 23 hugged me.

    Again, how the hell can women do such things to someone who can take 300 times more punishment than them?

    Why are women such mysteries?

    When I was finally able to breathe again, I noticed that one is a silver colored fox girl with a build that makes the poster girls green with envy.

    Then the girl with silver fur that I met back at the slaver¡¯s place, who happens to be 22 not 16, was now smiling at me.

    Trying to turn my head a full 165 degrees behind me, I see a moon elf with the biggest pair of tits I have ever seen. She could give Jessica Rabbit a run for her money.

    Speaking of rabbits, the girls standing almost directly behind me is a rabbit. That brought out even more dirty thoughts. Especially since her hair is also silver.

    What is with the silver-haired girls trying to put me in a grave early?This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.

    Last but not least, the bane of all men in existence. A fucking silver-haired cat girl. Tiger from the black stripes if I had to take a guess.

    That¡¯s it. I sooo need to have a few hours to myself after this.

    I guess my situation was written all over my face because all the adults that came to ask me questions I guess are now laughing their asses off.

    Then I see several women of the same races as the girls wink at them. Giving me a very bad feeling. One of those feeling that all men get when we feel like our lives are now forfeit by the hands of women. The feeling that makes your bigger brain try to get court papers for immediate surgery so he can go elsewhere.

    So I better get a book on the different customs each race has. This is going to suck major dick.

    Speaking of Major Dick, I guess he has yet to hear the news since he is straining against his restraints. Practically trying to move around my pants trying to get at all 5 of them.

    Looks like I will need to heal myself here shortly. Damn, I am horny as hell now.

    So to prevent me from doing anything to scar the little ones, especially the boys (don¡¯t want to give them a false ego no do I? *laughs maniacally*), I chose to leave the room for a nice long (short) bath in cold (meaning artic cold) water.

    All the girls, including the librarian girl, start to laugh at my escape. Followed by a ¡°he can''t escape you girls if you ladies continue to smother him with love and affection¡± after I closed the room. I can see looks of pity on the men outside the room. Looks of pity that can only be described as my condolences and future funeral.

    I awoke to the warm morning, only to hear a moan as I squeeze something soft. And since my brain has not worked ever when hearing that particular moan, I squeezed again trying to figure out this piece of flesh that my hand is squeezing. That is when I feel movement in front and behind me.

    Then my brain remembers going to sleep alone shivering. Then I started to shiver, but for a completely different reason.

    Last I heard, women don¡¯t like to be fondled by men unless they need some stress relief.

    Good-bye Major Dick. It was fun using you.

    I could only see pictures of how they were going to castrate my ass as all five girls turned to look at me with various shades of sleep. One had a happy look to her face, while the others had a grumpy look to them.

    As they were all getting dressed, I went through a mental checklist.

    They are showing me their goods like nothing has ever happened ¨C check.

    They are showing signs of being my wives ¨C check.

    They are confusing the hell out me, just like a wife does to her husband ¨C check.

    Possible Hero worship ¨C check.

    My big brain (penis) acting like nothing is wrong with this situation, and I need to act accordingly ¨C check.

    Actions needed to be taken ¨C run for higher ground and dig in while making sure there is no keyhole (since women somehow find random keys in their pockets), all the while hoping they do not bring food since I can¡¯t cook for shit.

    Where is the nearest library when you need one! Why can¡¯t you find a fucking library when you need one but find them all over the place when you don¡¯t? Don¡¯t know either. You tell me when you find an answer Reader-sama.

    Then I had a thought that I should have kept my mouth shut about. All the stores only had diaper-like underwear for women, so thinking about having some proper panties and bras made should be a snap for the women to make.

    My dumbass told them all about the different types of women¡¯s clothing from my world and was immediately mobbed by all the women in the inn. Including the inn keepers wife, who gave me a death glare that would have killed me.

    Too bad I am a stubborn bastard to die.

    Even though I was very uncomfortable by all the women hugging me (sue me. How would you feel if a shit ton of girls with starry eyes are hugging you like you are god of some sort?), but was made worse as the 5 girls that have been trying to bed me began to growl and hiss. All the while kicking ass and taking names just to keep them away from me.

    Having to pull an escape attempt out of my ass just to get the hell out of dodge, I ran for my life looking for where I can buy carriages and horses on short notice. Good thing the men are all outside laughing at me, because I had several of them run with me to where they knew the places might be.

    When night fell, I had all the people I rescued loaded and out of the city walls. I had them all go about 5 miles down the road to the nearest city that their races have.

    After being told the roads needed to travel to back to them, I went back into the city with every intention of having one last talk with the slaver. So back to the place my new hell on earth started.

    Damn new place of residence.

    On the way back, I reviewed what I was told by the different beast-king and elves. Apparently, the females rule the house (what a surprise!), but they are only second to the voice of the man of the house. But since they normally get their way anyways, they run the house without worry 99% of the time.

    Here, men can have multiple wives (come all my people! my pervert people!). While normally, the men pick and choose who their wives are in the Human controlled area, the elves and beastmen women put on a show of force to catch the eye of the men. Instead of looking pretty and having what men want. Hence why they are so very possessive of me and want me to pet them as they put.

    I always dreamed of having a kickass woman, or women in this case, as my wife. Hope I don¡¯t turn into a masochist.

    And the only reason white women whit silver hair and fur is coming after me is that of my hair that is hanging just past my ass in a ponytail. While the top of my hair looks like a fucking rats nest. Need to invent a fucking comb or something.

    I was also told that the longer I forestall the consummation until the next full moon, which is 3 weeks away, the better the marriage will be. Which is typically the day of the full moon. And since the next city in which the different races, minus the demons and humans, is 2 weeks away by carriage. At least for one as long as ours.

    I was also told that the city we are heading to is divided in such a way that there is a portion of land that is not taken. Apparently, they decided to have equal land for equal lordship over the place.

    Dull.

    Finally reaching the slavers guild place thing, whatever you want to call it, I headed in to see the main dude. As I walked into the place, the bouncer dude took me straight to the man in charge (SCORE!).

    Just as he was about to open the door, I grab him by placing my hand over his mouth and shove my dagger into his kidney and liver. After twisting the blade to make sure he dies, I waited until he did die before I removed my hand.

    Leaving his corpse, I walk through the door and see two 3 six-year-olds chained to his bed. Their mouths held open by steal o-gags. I also see him with his hand on top of what looks to be a dwarven girls head as he is trying to force her to deface herself.

    On the bed, a female elf and wolf girl are crying.

    Next thing I know, I have said douche lifted off the ground with my hand wrapped around his neck. Metal spikes jutting out of his head that are still slowly growing out in the most painful way possible.

    Looking down, I can see there is a blender like rotation slowly cutting his small dick (just bigger than 4 inches if I had to guess). Dropping him out of fear of what I have done, I turn to the girls who are now huddling in the corner.

    Slowly walking over to them, I drop to my knee at a 2-foot distance away from them.

    ¡°I was just here to kill him. I did not know he kept you girls. I am heading back to the Alliance Kingdom. Would you girls like to come along? I bet the others would love to see you.¡±

    ¡°Are you going to hurt us?¡± the wolf girl asked.

    My eye twitched hearing that.

    I told them the full detail on what I was trying to do, all the while undoing their manacles with the key I found in the drawer near the bed. Idiot.

    After making sure that they were covered as best as they could be, I took them out of the place.

    Once we got outside, I let my anger fuel my desire to burn this place down with all the occupants inside. Hoping that they burn slowly and painfully. I made sure that I was not around as the place burst into flames that engulfed the entire building.

    By the time I reached the city exit, there was a loud ringing of a bell. Causing me to smirk in a feral way.

    When we reached the caravan, it is false dawn and I was pulling an old-school vegetable cart fool of wheat that the girls placed a blanket over and promptly fell asleep. Tired as hell myself, I just handed them off to the women that were awake.

    Not really paying attention, I kept hearing the words princess and princesses as I was led off to bed by these sweet and adorable women that I should be trying to stay away from. Why did I need to do that again? I¡¯ll know when I wake up later today. 3 days later today.

    By the time I woke back up, I was in a carriage thing that I saw in medieval movies. Ones that normal is ridden by royalty and uncomfortable as fucking hell to sleep in.

    QUICK! TO THE DRAWING BOARD!

    As if. I was weighed down by 5 bodies, AGAIN DAMN IT!

    Buuut, I could get used to this if this is how I am going to be woken up every morning. Naked bodies galore baby!

    ¡°Princess! He is with his wives at the moment! You know how engaged women can be for us!¡±

    Shooting up straight as a rod, sweat started to pour down my back.

    That¡¯s right, I rescued three girls before I cold blooded murdered that ass. When I finally caught back up, those girls were being called princess.

    Uhm, did I do something bad again? When did I fuck up the first time to fuck up again? This is why I preferred being single. Didn¡¯t have to worry about shit like this.

    Well at least pops is giving the thumbs up in heaven. Or wherever that perverted prick went to.

    Hope he didn¡¯t go to pervert heaven. I¡¯ll kill him if he did, the bastard. Probably has a TV that shows women taking showers or something.

    Soft snoring is heard once I bring myself back to reality. Looking down, I can see that I vacated my spot and the girls are none the wiser.

    SCORE BITCHES!

    Then I notice the extra weight and look down. What I thought was a 12 incher, is actually a fucking 15 incher. Hell yeah!

    Bow before my mighty sword!

    And then the door opens revealing the three girls and their nursemaids.

    So I did the only thing I could think of when I saw their fear looks. I acted like a girl who just got blindsided by a guy seeing them.

    One hand went across my chest to cover it, while my other hand his His Majesty giving a full salute of the women sleeping on the floor while bending my knees.

    They nursemaids tripped over themselves, while the girls gave me a puzzled like.

    Mission accomplished!

    ¡°Good job my son. Good job.¡±

    Go to hell dad!

 The Day I Became Neutered

    By the time we reached the city of dividedness, I had blue balls hell syndrome going on. The five girls were merciless in their attempts to seduce me. I actually cried when we finally reached the city proper and the three pain in my ass princesses were whisked away to their parents¡¯ side.

    Even though there really wasn¡¯t any problems with the bandits, we still had to fight a few times with the wildlife. The biggest problem that I had to deal with was the girls trying to get me to agree on stuff I had no idea what the hell they were talking about.

    Something about having a home with sounds of laughter. I still don¡¯t get it, even after some of the men tried to explain it to me.

    Must be a cultural thing.

    Then there were the three princesses constantly asking questions about my old world. Once they got bored with that, they immediately started asking questions towards Aletha, the fox girl, Tiffany, the wolf girl, Tigrina, the tiger girl, Lily, the elf girl, and Jessica, the rabbit girl (why me?). Concerning things like are they pregnant yet, are they happily engaged, and so forth.

    The former question caused quite the giggle fest from the women due to me awarding the planet with a face print.

    So you can understand my absence of leave (unauthorized in the girls¡¯ eyes) from the carriage we rode in. Until I noticed that they were talking to a woman in a white dress. Who sooo happen to be a cleric to their Goddess. Then I just cried like a baby for the next few days silently singing The Sounds of Silence. Knowing full well that I will not be given a chance to speak my peace about the matter.

    At least I don¡¯t think I will.

    But meh. If that means I get to face pound 5 girls into the ground, my lips are sealed. I¡¯m just glad they get along.

    I also found out that I am the first human to ever set foot into this tri aligned kingdom. And from the talks I have been hearing, It might become the fourth since the people I rescued have vowed to follow me. Even into death.

    Talk about creepy.

    So back to me being at the entrance of one of the city-kingdoms with me crying like a little girl who is happy she is about to take a bath.

    Don¡¯t judge me!

    After my well fought for bath, only because I had help from 5 sets of hands, I was holding my head high as I walked through the streets with the biggest shadow of my life. For I was being told directions to each of the girls¡¯ families.

    I don¡¯t know why, but it felt like I was being led to a firing squad for an execution. The closer I got, the more the feeling became unbearable. And as soon as Aletha knocked on the door and a red-furred man opened it, cold sweats broke out all over my body.

    After the happy reunion, that took until nightfall, they finally register me in their home. And by registering, I mean Aletha¡¯s father was holding a sword to my throat trying to kill me. But Aletha was having none of it since she was pulling on his ear.

    Ouch!

    It took until near midnight for them to tell her parents about what transpired. Including how I left to go back to have one final talk with the slave dude and brought back the three missing Princesses. But when I was asked what we talked about, all I said was ¡°we talked about his punishment for what I believed to be inhumane.¡±

    I guess Robert, Aletha¡¯s father, saw something in my eyes because he smiled savagely at me. All I could think about doing was bow my head slightly while raising my cup towards him.

    After that interrogation, we went to sleep. Or should I say, they went to sleep. I had to continue to fight tooth and nail not to bone the shit out of them.

    Why do women have to rub on us men when we are trying our damnedest to resist?

    The next few days pretty much repeated the same thing, except for Lily¡¯s parents. Instead of her father doing the attacking, it was her mother attacking me with a fucking frying pan of all things. Glad I have that healing ability.

    Speaking of healing abilities, I turned to Lily¡¯s mother and asked her if there is a library that can teach me the biology of the different races here. That got me a blank and confused stare from everyone.

    ¡°What is Biology?¡±

    That is what their faces replied as.

    Great! Now I need to touch rape the hell out of a bloody corpse just to see what I need to know.

    Then out of nowhere, I got the impression that I can just place my finger on a person and learn their anatomy and biology all at once.

    Where the hell was this magic at when I was in high school? I so would have aced those tests.

    By the time I was finished what is practically magically raping Lily¡¯s parents, I now had an understanding of a woman¡¯s body that I knew I should have kept to myself. Even on my death bed. But since I am 100% male, when have I ever kept my mouth shut about such things?

    ¡°Cool! So that is how women produce their eggs!¡±

    Next thing I notice, I am waking up the next day with a goose egg on the back of my head.

    When I stumbled into the living area of the house, I can see all the women blushing heavily while glaring at me.

    ¡°What?¡±

    ¡°Nothing husband. Ha-ah¡± my five wives sighed in unison.

    ¡°It''s okay girls. You will get him trained eventually¡± Ithilien, Lily¡¯s mother, said to the girls in sympathy.

    ¡°Are you sure we can mother? He is even wilder than a wild Tigress out in the woods!¡± Aletha exclaimed causing both her parents to laugh.

    It also caused me to straighten my back in pride. Even though I have no idea what the hell a wild Tigress is.

    It also increases my already big headache from the amount of slaps I got on the back of my head.

    ¡°Well, you can always marry him early if you like.¡±

    Ithilien''s statement caused all my girls to shake their heads rapidly in a no gesture. And when the hell did I start considering them mine? I so lost my man card. I need to get it back somehow. Maybe choking a few of them with my sword?

    For the next week, I was in a house buying daze. I had to go to the unoccupied side of the city-kingdoms just to get a place to live.

    I got the biggest building at the center of the overall kingdom. Knowing that women loved the big open spaces to better sunlight. And also to play around at night. Hehe.

    While looking around, I could only think that I will need a shit ton of people just to help keep this place clean. I even found a crystal ceramic ball thing in a very big room next to a chair that had 9 chairs behind it. Since I was already feeling tired, I sat in said chair and placed my hand on it to pick it up.

    Instead, I got the feeling I just did something bad. Very bad. Me and my damn curiosity!

    As soon as I touched the damn ball of doom, I could feel the section that I lived in. Including the forest and volcanic regions. That brought an interesting thought to mind.

    Once my mind finished playing with different ideas for weapons and stuff, I focused my mind on the houses. Which began to fix themselves as if the were alive.

    But the more they fixed themselves, the more tired I became. Not like being spent after a nights pleasure, but spent as if I just ran for a few miles.

    Even the trees are becoming healthier. And the volcano that has been showing signs of activity has settled down. Giving enough warmth in the air to keep this place as a pleasurable 67 degrees.

    Looking around further, I can see that I have a fucking lake the size of fucking Texas sitting a few miles south of my location. But when my thoughts turned to it becoming a river that flowed into the city with a good block sized moat, the land adjusted to my thoughts.The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

    That scared the ever living hell out of me. To the point that I even let go of the ball thing. Is it a fucking sims game ball, but for real life?

    I¡¯m sooo going to get in trouble with this! Going to need some beer to play though.

    All the thoughts of turning the place into a paradise began to spring throughout my mind. Then I thought about all the gardens and stuff that I know women tend to love, but hate the upkeep on.

    Shaking my head at the absurdity of it all, I just left our new home in hopes we can get this place into a home they will love. As for me, I just need a room that I can practice my craft and my martial abilities. Including the swordsmanship that I was taught but never really practiced.

    Leaving through the portal, I had this feeling like someone was watching me. Someone that had neither the intentions of harming nor conversating. Like they just want to observe me.

    Shrugging off the perverted creeper, I followed the girls to an inn that almost flat out rejected me until someone told them to do otherwise. When I was done bathing that day, they were all smiles and laughter. Someone must have told them something for them to behave like this.

    Meh. Whatever.

    That night, unbeknownst to me or anyone else, the quarter that I had just bought our new home at was changing.

    The streets became smoother with elevated sidewalks similar to that of the late 19<sup>th</sup> century. So people have a place to walk while the carriages could go by. Two one way and two the opposite.

    The sidewalks lifted roughly six inches from the ground, with a width of seven feet. Trees that overgrew the place began to reshape themselves into properly trimmed trees you would normally see at a mansion. But in its natural state instead of all the stupid looking animal ones.

    The entire place still had that forest feel to it, but more open and exposed to the light. Except for the more dense area, which the trees turned into treehouses. The buildings themselves became similar to 2-4 story buildings that one would normally associate with the wealthy, and not the second or third class people. Victorian woodland style if one were to describe it.

    As for the lake, a river began to draw near the inhabitance area. Going through the middle of the sectioned off kingdom. From the main river, smaller rivers began to form going to each neighborhood. Pooling into its own lakebed.

    The main riverbed went straight for the castle, before creating an immense moat that soon sprouted moonlight water lilies. From the edge of the moat to the castle, the half-mile wide and 5-mile long area was remade into a seating area with flowerbeds of all types. Pink, sky blue, lavender, and all the other light colors that flowers can become are visible to the naked eye.

    The stones of the castle went from a dark gray to a pearl white that glowed in the moonlight. The halls repaired themselves as well as the rooms. The upper room began to shift so that it can make additional room while creating a balcony that overlooks the territory it resides in.

    Inside the volcano that everyone has neglected to look inside of, massive rooms are being cleaned and fixed. Rooms that only those who can withstand fire may live. Roughly 8 miles from the castle, the volcano that has been ready to erupt within a few months settles down after taking roughly 60% of Jeff¡¯s stamina.

    Deep within the volcano, however, is an area that only the demonic creatures can venture forth into. This place, known as the demon ward from the insignia that has been left untouched throughout time, becomes fully repaired.

    Each and every household now has complete sewage systems along with running water. With the sewage line heading straight for the volcano and the water line heading out towards the farmland that is in between the castle city and the volcano itself.

    Waking up the next morning, instead of feeling refreshed, I felt like utter shit. Don¡¯t know why, but it might have to do with the fact that I went to sleep without eating. So fixing that little tidbit, I ordered the biggest helping of gravy and biscuits, with eggs, bacon, milk, and orange juice.

    Everyone looked at me funny as I devoured it all in just a few minutes.

    ¡°I guess Jeff is the one carrying into term. How wonderful that a man has finally decided to take on that little tidbit of parenting¡± an elderly woman, who is having her morning cup of joe from the smell of it, said to the laughs of all the women and groans of men. Myself included.

    Looking around, I could not see Tigrina nor the other anywhere. Asking around, I was informed that tonight before dinner I was to be wed.

    Talk about being kicked in the nuts.

    Not knowing what to do or wear, or if I have an escape route (judging by the parents of the girls I am to marry, I don¡¯t). Thinking about my skills in magic, I set out in a fury to find a tailor that would not mind me using her shop for a little bit (why I thought only women ran tailor shops is beyond me).

    Finding one on the outskirts of the beastmen city, I took only 2 hours to make a silk suit made of some sort of elven clothe that is supposed to be sturdy and able to take a hit or two. Using the Asian style casual suit mixed with the martial style clothes, I created a black top and bottom with a deep shade of maroon that looked similar to that of a metallic blood color for the buttons on the shirt.

    I even made a long cape-like apparel that hangs from the waist going down to barely an inch off the ground.

    On the back of the shirt, I for some odd reason put two different style swords crossing so that they make an X with a dual-sided scythe with 3 extra blades on each end. Also in the deep red color.

    I could only blink in confusion as to why I made that.

    Next, I went and found the jewelers area so I can make several rings of different kinds. One that represented the girls themselves, instead of a generic one.

    But once the jeweler heard my request, he straight up laughed. Even double over holding his stomach at my audacity for forgetting until now. At least he did before looking back on fond memories of when he most likely did the same.

    That part of my day took almost the enter time I had left. When I was finished hours later, I had a ring that looked just like that of a moon lily for Lily. Every petal of the flower is well defined. Even the glossy look that the white gold gave off just illuminated it even more. To top it off, I put on a pure amethyst that was a few shades lighter as to not kill the look of the ring.

    The next ring I made had a feral look to it with a green emerald to match Tigrina¡¯s eyes, but a bit more subdues as well as to not kill off the ring again. It was striped in such a way that it almost matched her fur color. How the hell I did that is beyond me. I even made a tigers head from what I remember of the Tigers back home, not knowing if there was one here or not.

    For Tiffany¡¯s ring, that one had a wolf¡¯s head with a diamond in its mouth. Instead of white gold, I made a silver one polished to a shine. But that was after I made sure that weres can hold silver. Damn those stupid movies with weres allergic to silver!

    Aletha got a ring with the look of a bushy fox tail and a blue sapphire. The only reason for the sapphire is because it is her favorite color. As for the busy tail, let''s just say that I am in desperate need of some tail.

    While Jessica is about to receive a ring that reminded me of the cotton ball of a rabbits tail. That one got a diamond as well since I have no clue if they even have a gemstone that can match her white eyes. But I do know she will kill me if she saw a pearl instead of a rock. The cotton ball I tried my damnedest to get it to look like a fucking budding flower. But it just made the cotton ball look more erotic. Giving me more bad thoughts of Jessica Rabbit.

    Damn pervert brain!

    Then I was whisked away to the temple near the district we are going to live in. From start to finish, all I had to say was either yes or I do. Simple enough. If that is the case, why the hell do males get so jittery?

    An hour after the last guest walked in, the Elven Queen to be more precise, my brides came in wearing clothes that can only be described as night clothes.

    Aletha wearing a red dress with it split in the middle all the way up to her abdomen. Showcasing her camel toe with just enough looseness to fire the imagination. The neck is cut low into the forbidden valley that makes you want to caress it.

    Tiffany, what the most erotic of the bunch, had on the exact opposite dress. She had on the type of dress that you might actually see on a bride. But hers reminds me more of a porn star wedding dress than an actual conservative type. Even the damn tiara she is wearing makes her look like a predator looking for a mate the old fashion way ¨C trials of might.

    As for Lily, she looks like your typical elven fairy princess. A long silvery dress that goes down to her ankles that is loose enough to walk without revealing what lies underneath, but at the same time tight enough that all men are turning their brains to mush trying to figure out what lies beneath. Her 6 inch high heels, which raises her height that she is very subconscious about, blends perfectly with her dress.

    Tigrina, however, looks like she is dressed for battle. How the hell a woman can make a black dress with a matching corset look like a Valkyrian battle armor is beyond me. She even has a blue rose vine thing going on throughout her hair. And the eyeshadow she is wearing¡­ well, I just hope that it is just make-up and not a damn foyer novel.

    Jessica¡­ just imagine Jessica Rabbit with the ears and rabbit tail with silver hair with her red dress, and you pretty much can see what I am looking at.

    Please put me out of my misery!

    Not long after they were all walked down the rose covered carpet, we began the ceremony in full. I was still in such a shock as to how they were dressed that I almost missed the parts I needed to say.

    "Why the fuck am I here again?" I whispered in growing horror.

    "Just say ''yes.'' Your life literally depends on saying that" the person of whom I have yet to have a name for whispers back.

    "Easy for you to say! Your not the one with perverted thoughts about the five women standing in front of you making the hottest women back home look bad!"

    ¡°Just say it, you whore!¡± he whispers back in growing frustration, to which I whisper something back to him and say yes to the cleric presiding over my wedding.

    That got narrowing smirks from everyone nearby. To which reminded me that they had excellent hearing.

    Talking all my might not to facepalm, I finished to parts I needed to do. Happy wives means I can get laid more.

    Once the ceremony was complete, I was attacked by them. I almost went full tilt with a killing spree, until I remembered the part where I had to make them submit if I wanted to rule the house. So I did what any sane man would do, I bent them over my knee and gave them a good spanking to increase the pleasure for later.

    Damn, I¡¯m good.

    Next, I was taken to a place that had a circle, and I was told to stand in the middle and not to move.

    Next thing I know, all the people had vegetables of some sort. The males were giving me this look of extreme jealousy as they tossed and caught the items they had. The women on the other hand¡­ they had looks of extreme hatred. For what reasons I have no clue.

    It couldn¡¯t be from the spankings I gave the girls. I mean, they moan like crazy from it for christ''s sake!

    Then the throws commenced. Peppering me with vegetables that I had no clue even existed here. But damn sis some of them taste good!

    Afterward, I had to get cleaned up and redressed so I could be there for something they called ¡®branding the man¡¯. Sounds painful. Think I will pass on that.

    Thank any and all gods it was not what I thought it was. It was actually a walk to our new home in which the winner of the ¡®fight¡¯ would be given the key to the house. So you can imagine the surprise I got when we went through the opening into the forsaken part of the Kingdom.

 Laws and Horrors

    When we entered our new place of residence, we discovered that the place made a complete 180 on the livable scale. Everything had this feel to it that I can¡¯t quite explain. Like the place is alive or something similar that is corny and clich¨¦.

    As I gazed over the moat, wait¡­ moat? Last time we were here, there was no fucking moat. And all the damn trees and flowers look like they are freshly planted and pruned. Who the hell could have done this in less than 24 hours?

    Something in the back of my head kept bugging me that I know of this. But for the life of me, I can¡¯t remember. Since I cannot place it, I decided to shelve it for later.

    Got a date in bed!

    When we entered the house, we heard a commotion from the royalties. Turning to look at them, the dwarven King looked me dead in the eyes and asked: ¡°what are your plans for this sector of our home!?¡±

    Raising an eyebrow, I asked my own question. ¡°What do you mean by that. All we did was buy this house here to live in.¡±

    That made the elven Queen giggle like that was funny or something.

    ¡°This is not a house human. This castle, as it is properly called, is where you can change the way this sector looks to suit your wants and desires. This is the castle proper for this sector of our Kingdom. It takes your stamina to be able to do what you want, which is why we take it in shifts¡± the Queen finished while waving her dainty little hand at the other two Kings when she said the latter.

    ¡°So you are saying that the crystal ball thingy I found was the landlord thingy?¡± I could not help but ask.

    ¡°That is correct master. I am the AI known as Alice. You awoke me when you decided to upkeep the land last you where here¡± a feminine robotic voice sounded.

    ELECTRONICS BABY! NOW WE ARE TALKEN!

    Wait¡­ did she just call herself Alice?

    ¡°You are not by chance a homicidal robotic AI are you?¡±

    I love the Resident Evil franchise so much that I now have a phobia for all AIs until they are proven innocent.

    ¡°What are you talking about master? I cannot harm any life forms unless you give permission. Or when your life is in danger.¡±

    Whelp. Guess the AI is off the hook then.

    Everyone by now was giving me a strange look.

    ¡°Where by chance were you born, human?¡± the lion King asked.

    ¡°Hmm. Oh. I was summoned here by the human king who was sooo clich¨¦ about summoning me and others to fight the Demon King and his army. The short version is that I pretty much told him to kiss my ass. I already have nightmares form the war I was in from my home planet.¡±

    All at once, the guards immediately drew their swords and made a cute gesture about protecting their respective rulers. Even though I did not want to, I laughed my ass off.

    That got another round of strange looks coming my way. Which made me laugh even harder.

    ¡°The planet where I can from is far more technologically advanced than here. We have weapons that can shoot a metallic object at the speed of sound. Not to mention that our tactics are vastly better. Why the hell did your guards not shove your highnesses back the way you all came from? That is the proper way of protecting them! Hehe!¡±

    That statement made all the guards bristle. One even thought he was all that and a bag of chips. Which he quickly found out that he was nothing but a pile of shit when I grabbed his wrist and did a quick twist and flipped him over my shoulder. Where he ungracefully landed on his dairy air on the floor.

    Just as he landed, guns of all types popped out of the ceiling and pointed at the remaining guards. Which in turn make me giggle maniacally like a girl about ready to get her first real phone.

    ¡°Now this is what I am talking about!¡± I shouted in absolute glee.

    Jumping up, I grabbed the back portion of one of the turrets and pulled myself up just enough to give it a big old smackeroo.

    Looking up at the ceiling, I asked ¡°can my wives look at what all I have done? Not to mention the approval to rearrange the house as they see fit? I have terrible d¨¦cor sense.¡±

    ¡°Affirmative master¡± was the AIs reply, but a bit more flustered.

    Is that damn AI blushing!? Oh hell no!

    Making sure that my newly minted wives were going to follow me, I took them to the room that had all those seats and that crystal ball thingy. After telling them how I did it, which was none other than touching the damn thing, I had to cover my ears from the squeals of delight that they all made.

    Even the Elven Queen hid behind her guards when she saw the maniacal looks in their eyes. The two Kings wisely left the room citing that they wanted to look at the city better now that the overgrowth had receded.

    As for me, I was torn between putting my foot down like a boss and wanting to live to see the morning. I didn¡¯t want to see constant change every day. Nor every month cycle. And since living is a better prospect, I left to go see the rest of the castle that the rulers were adamant about me calling my new house. But that was after I reminded them of the appointment we had in bed later that night.

    The next morning found me walking into the newly made thrown room with a smile on my face that stretched from ear to ear. My new queens of my house, last I saw of them, were happily glowing as they still slept with such beautiful smiles on their faces.

    I sat down on the chair with the orb thing (still don¡¯t know what the hell the fucking this is. Guess I will start calling it The Sims after my favorite booze game), and placed my hand on it. I wanted to look into the volcano to see what types of minerals were in there so I can see about extracting some of it to sell if I could.

    But I never would have thought that hell on earth had an apartment complex. The apartments started 4 floors above the pit and worked their way down an additional 15 floors into the lava area. But instead of being submerged in the magma, there was a barrier that has been erected to prevent the place from being flooded.

    So I can have quite literally demon babies running around? Huh. Who would have thought? I just figured it was an expression until now.

    Should I apologize to all the women I laughingly joked with about them having demon babies before? Hell no! Where is the fun in that!?

    Nodding my head, not really understanding why the hell I have Hell Inn in a bloody volcano, I just looked around for any of the materials that I thought I could use. To which I found none. Ha-ah.

    ¡°Master, several people are passing into the royal garden to meet with you¡± Annabelle announced.

    I gave her that name since she sounded just like an Annabelle. Aletha and Lily did not understand why I gave her a name, even after I told her that she is 100% completely sentient. And not because I found her voice hot as hell. Including when she called me master. Even the Major twitched at being called that.

    Maybe I should have my wives call me that too¡­?

    Nah. Still want to live past today and live to the ripe old age of never happening.

    Getting up, I walked out of the main entrance to the castle for the very first time. Where I met the wolf women and dwarf dude. If I remember correctly, that will be a first if I do, these two were the ones who made a guard unit to protect the caravan ¨C Angie and Brunard.

    Damn, how I hate remembering names. Why can¡¯t women just allow us men to remember them by their cup size? That would make remembering them 100 times better. And I sure as shit don¡¯t want to remember a dude by this dick size. Especially not a fucking dwarf¡¯s.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.

    Waving my hand in friendly greetings found them kneeling so fast that I thought time sped up for them. Looking around their knees, I did not find a crater that would suggest as such. Would have been cool it that happened, but meh.

    ¡°Sire, the people of whom you saved has requested to gaining a permit to live in your area¡± Angie announced in a formal tone.

    One eyebrow raising while the other twitched, I asked ¡°and why do they need my approval to do something like that? Last I checked, I was just a newcomer myself.¡±

    ¡°We all got one of dem letters from the peacocks sayen tat ye are the new lord of da lands here. Did ya not get one sir?¡± Brunard asked with shock.

    Grr! This is why I hate politics. Why the hell did no one tell me a damn thing!?

    ¡°Master, the Elven Queen, as well as the two Kings told your wives last night that you became the Lord and King of this area while you were busy playing around in what you called ¡°Disney Land.¡±¡±

    Memories of seeing exotic animals that were nothing but fantasy back on Earth. And that I was busy running after and being chased by all of them.

    Fun times. Fun times.

    ¡°So¡­ why did they not tell me until now?¡±

    Annabelle just sighed (she sighed for Pete''s sake. IT¡¯S THE END OF THE WORLD! For nothing good when a woman sighs like that), and said flatly ¡°Aletha, Tigrina, Lily, Jessica, and Tiffany all said that if they told you before they got to play with your anaconda, they would have to cut your head off, used magic to keep it alive, then played with your lower body as you watched. They were afraid that your ego would not fit through the door otherwise.¡±

    Looking down at Major I said, ¡°just because I can do so, I don¡¯t want to have to cart him around.¡±

    Opening my eyes, I found myself on the ground. Looking around, I could see that Brunard had Angie on the ground saying ¡°just because he spoke facts, does not mean you can hit him on the head with your damn club women!¡±

    Looking up to meet my eyes, he asked seriously ¡°Me ego could use a bit of enlargement, your highness. Could you by¡­¡±

    Was all he could say, because, in the blink of an eye, Angie was on her feet with murder in her eyes as she swung for the fence like Babe Ruth. But with Brunard head as the ball.

    Turning those eyes on me, I put up my arms in a calming gesture as I spoke: ¡°just because I can do said task, does not mean that I want a dwarf to have bigger goods than me.¡±

    Waking up again, I can here muffle sounds from behind me. Putting a hand on my hurting head, I got up and turned around to see and outraged Angie, as well as my executioners who are giving me a wistful look.

    ¡°Can you increase the size of your Ego?¡± Jessica of all people asks.

    Nodding my head like a child who got caught with his hands in the cookie jar, Aletha asked: ¡°can you make yourself more and less potent on command?¡±

    Again I nodded my head.

    Lily upon hearing that spoke in lustful hints as she asks ¡°can you make us as we desire to look?¡±

    My head nods as fast as it can without my input with large beads of sweat rolling down my face.

    Tigrina all but purred out ¡°can you make us tighter?¡±

    Not daring to smirk, I just nodded again.

    Tiffany, who has this smirk of victory, bluntly asks ¡°can you make it so you can impregnate us?¡±

    Nodding my head to the point my neck pops with every movement, they finally remove the swords that they had pointed at major. Who was trying his best to retreat inward.

    Victorious smiles were all I could see. Even Angie had a smirk that was practically saying ¡°they own you, pretty boy.¡± All I could do was drop my head in defeat.

    REVENGE WILL BE MINE! I don¡¯t know how but, REVENGE WILL BE MINE!

    An hour later, we had finished eating as a haggard-looking Brunard entered the dining room. He sat next to Angie, who is now giving him a death glare as she growled her famous wolf growl, before saying ¡°as we were about to say, the individuals dat you saved from dem slavers have asked tat they be allow admittance into yer kingdom. Even some of der family members of whom are kin to the rescues have asked dat they come here as well. And since me and Angie were the only two to be somewhat immune to yer threats, dem sissies asked us to say what their arses wanted to say.¡±

    I could only blink as to what I am hearing. Why the hell am I being asked such a stupid question?

    I guess my face spoke differently from what I was thinking because Angie said quickly ¡°there are over 3000 people who have requested to move here, sire.¡±

    My head hit the table hard enough that all the plates and silverware was lifted high enough to clank as they landed.

    Why me?

    ¡°Sure! They can come and live here. I mean, why couldn¡¯t they?¡± Tiffany asked in an airhead sort of way.

    I sometimes forget that she is a ditz when it comes to certain things.

    Lifting my head up, I groaned at what I am about to say. I mean, what man wouldn¡¯t? I had already lost my bachelors card. Now I am about to lose my freedom card.

    ¡°Sure. They can come live here. I mean, I just found out that the damn volcano is practically an inn for the demonic people since they are the only ones who can live near the magma without being harmed. Then I find out that I am now a bloody ruler? So, why not just say ¡®fuck it¡¯?¡± I sighed out in resignation.

    If anything, I can probably turn this all around and get major kudos for later tonight. But first I will need to survive the ¡®making the laws¡¯ process with the wives.

    Women can be finicky when it comes to laws.

    So, going to my new king room (just a room that has a desk with paperwork is going to pile up. At least there is a fireplace for me to put them as I build a fire), I sit down with the wives as we are about to have our first real fight. A fight that might destroy the kingdom itself.

    So before they can say anything, I start to write as fast as I can:

    Rule 1: everyone is to be treated equally.

    Rule 2: there will be no prejudice of any kind.

    Rule 3: everyone is allowed to have multiple spouses (including women who are into that).

    Rule 4: all the women will go to my spouses

    That is all I could write before Lily grabbed the piece of paper from me.

    Lifting a delicate brow, she put it back down before saying ¡°continue with what you were writing.¡± In which I took it gingerly as if she might say ¡°sike¡± and rip it up.

    With that, the next few days we hashed out what we wanted our laws to be. And as expected, the girls tried to get the laws to be more feminist the equal. In which my dog house days loomed close.

    By the time we finished, the citizens were fully moved in finally. And since I still have something I still wanted to do, I had my wives sit to the side with me as I had the people go off to different sides based on gender. That got me quite a few daggers embedded into my back view eyes.

    Once everyone was situated, I said without a single bit of remorse ¡°for the next week, I want both genders to come up with different laws that each side wants to have implemented!¡±

    And with that, I called it a day.

    A week later, we were all sitting back in the coliseum I had renovated from what looked to be a bloody entertainment area. As soon as the last person was sitting, I could see a clear cut battlefield that everyone was going to hate me for when I was done.

    Did I want to do this? FUCK NO!

    Without further ado, I had each sides representative of each race state the laws that they wanted to be implemented by the end of the year since the new year was only a few months away. That pissed more people off.

    But the time each of them had said their peace, I stood up and stated the laws that were indeed going to be implemented regardless of what they said. And to the laws they wanted, I only shook my head and said:

    ¡°As for the laws you have stated, I will make it so for as long as each group pays thrice the amount of punishments that you all have stated. As I have stated to my wives over and over again, I will not have a biased nor one-sided kingdom. If the price that women have desired for male rapists is to have his dick and balls cut off, then women must become barren by having their womb burned.¡±

    That got all the women riled up to a near revolt, I just kept going not even caring.

    ¡°As for the men of whom want women to be respectful in their desire, then the punishment for not doing the same shall be three times worth than your slave pet punishment. And yes, I know. That is not what you all stated. But that is the same thing that I have just stated. Which means, all men who do not respect their wives shall become their puppet until the day they die. And so on and so forth.¡±

    ¡°Where I come from, men and women have been at war without being at war with each other. Always sniping the other side. Always abusing the laws to get what they want. I for one despise such acts. Therefore, if any act goes against our kingdom knowing full well that it does, shall be punished based on the laws that have been stated by everyone present.¡±

    ¡°Even I am bound to these laws. Even more so as your K-K-King. Damn, I hate saying that. I want everyone to have a fair and equal life. Each race shall have a male and female representative that will act as both mayor and a member of the ruling class. But just because they are, does not mean that they, themselves, are not immune to getting down and dirty with work.¡±

    ¡°If the people designated to be the bridge between you and me can till the farm fields, then they will be doing so. If they can help set up areas that can bring the gap between the races, then that is what they are going to be doing. I will not have prejudice of peerage within my borders.¡±

    That brought he mutinous aura down to the point it was almost gone. I could see that there are a few people who think they can get away with it if they tried. Other than that, everyone was now whispering to each other about what all they can possibly do now that they don¡¯t have to worry about certain things the other three normally implemented.

    ¡°Now I have something to announce! Angie Brightstar, please step forward.¡±

    She had on a flustered, confused look. All I could do not to laugh in glee was smirk as she got closer.

    Ah¡­ revenge at last. This will teach you to bash my head in!

    ¡°From this day forward, as I know my wives will enjoy immensely, Angie Brightstar is now the General of my Honor Guard! Even though I said that there will be no Prejudice within this Kingdom, I can only ask, ¡®Who is better with protecting one¡¯s home? Men or women?¡¯¡±

    ¡°Brunard Knucklehead (I still laugh at saying his name. It will never get old) come forth!¡±

    Not knowing why he was stepping forward, he just strutted forth like he owned the place.

    Grinning like the cat that got the cream, I spoke with joy in my voice.

    ¡°Brunard Knucklehead, from this day forward, you are the General of my armies.¡±

    I doubled over laughing as he faceplanted onto the ground after the look of horror that found its way onto his face. Even his family was laughing at him. For everyone knows that he hates anything to do with the military.

    It''s so good to be the King!

    Later that day, I was swamped with pleasing my wives. But it was the next morning that I screamed in horror as I read what they wanted me to do to them concerning my ability to change people due to my biology and anatomy ability. AKA - flesh magic.

 Encounter

    ¡°So My Lord, still having nightmares from last week,¡± Angie asked with a devilish smirk.

    I just shuddered as I remembered what they had me do. I even made a personal vow to never do that again. Well, maybe one or two I will do again. The rest, OH HELL FUCKING NO!

    <ul>

    <li>Decrease the amount of weight we have</li>

    <li>Make us as tight as we can get without hurting us</li>

    <li>Increase our sensitivity</li>

    <li>Make our wombs more viable for your seed***** (don¡¯t, and you won¡¯t have sex for the next 4 years)</li>

    <li>Make our hair and/or fur smooth and beautiful</li>

    <li>Make our skin silky smooth permanently</li>

    <li>Make your dick ribbed</li>

    <li>Give yourself and us a hair trigger (not negotiable)</li>

    </ul>

    That took me nearly 3 days to do. I even had to readjust my own reproductive organ just to help out with the viability issue. That hurt like hell. Let me tell you.

    Now they are constantly trying to ride me to the moon and back. Especially Aletha. Talk about a demon-possessed succubus.

    I can feel the goosebumps forming on my skin even now just thinking about it.

    Looking back at the demon wolf woman, I simply asked: ¡°so how much did you spend at the lingerie shop this week?¡±

    Now she was red-faced and scowling at me. Yeah! I won!

    The day after they made me that damn list, I was sitting next to the Sims and was thinking about all these different shops that I know people might like to have. Until I accidentally thought about the kinkiest lingerie when I saw all my wives standing before me in granny diapers and wraps.

    The next day, a shop was opened not to far from the castle. All the women went in and saw what was in the shop. Next thing I know, I about had a heart attack when my wives were being shown how to wear the damn things. Including all my Honor Guards.

    Then my Honor Guards went and told all the women in the kingdom. Now all of them were trying to buy them all.

    Talk about major capital!

    Just a few days after that, a kinky adult shop opened up, and all the males are now spending all their free time browsing the shop. And all the women, mine included, are royally pissed. Calling us all perverts. Even though my wives now want me to use the anal plugs, handcuffs, whips, straps, and anything else that most women would deny love being used on them.

    Even the fucking Elven Queen, whose name I was told to be Chi-Chi Ice, is now partaking in the lingerie and kink shop while denying she has ever been there. Jacob Silverhand, the Dwarven King, and Harold Sebastian, the Beast King, are not even trying to hide themselves from public view. Which I find funny as hell.

    ¡°Sire! SIRE!!!¡±

    Turning to the siren that is yelling for me, a cat-girl is running towards me like hell is after hell. I can see that her eyes are wide with fright, and her ears are damn near laying flat on her head.

    As she approached closer, she yelled ¡°Sire, there are Dryads! Dryads are coming from the enchanted forest!¡±

    That was another name that I had to take several minutes to calm down my laughter. And now that I have heard the word ¡®Drayd,¡¯ many upon many impure thought ran through my mind. Not to mention several torture methods I can use for interrogations.

    Is that so very wrong? Damn straight it is. But how else is a male to spill his dirty little secrets besides when he presented with something that gives him major blue balls?

    Hell. I bet I can even get women with the same technique! Just in reverse! Now, where can I find a creature that is hung like a horse?

    Getting my head out the gutter for the next few hours before going straight back into it via nose diving, I had the guard take me to the Dryads. Along the way, I had Angie give me an update on the Dryads.

    According to her, the Drayds are considered to be that of a demonic creature do to killing their mates. Of whom when found, has been diagnosed as extreme expenditure.

    What a way to go!

    The mortality rate for their mates is 97%. Which is why they sometimes (almost always) have to seduce them in such a way that will make succubus¡¯ green with envy. That had me asking a question that I really wanted to be answered ever since I learned about succubus¡¯.

    ¡°Did the Drayds teach the succubus¡¯ their trade and craft?¡±

    That got a pained looked from all the females around me. Guess I hit the mark. Now I just need to make sure that my wives are near when the talks are over. And hopefully, they all can survive. Don¡¯t want to be a widower in less than six bloody months.

    As soon as I reach the castle, all my wives swamped me with a bazillion different charms. All citing different reasons that boiled down to the same thing ¨C we are not going to lose you to some hussy!

    My back straightened a bit as my chest puffed out in pride at how possessive my wives are being. To which Lily deflated me by saying ¡°we are just making sure that you impregnate us before we somehow lose you.¡±

    What am I, a breeding horse? Looking like I need to remind her about how I caused her to become putty in my hands last night. But later tonight. My curiosity is killing me.

    I was then led to the room that held The Sims and was told (forced) into the chair while Aletha, Jessica, Tiffany, Tigrina, and Lily all sat in the 5 chairs leaving another 4 open. That brought a bout of nervousness that I did not want to have while I looked at those imposing things.

    I already have 5 nymphs as wive damn it!

    Not long afterward, 3 Dryads of different colors that reminded me of Oaks, Pines, and Redwood trees back home. Causing me to feel a bit of homesickness. Not to mention the camping trips I had with my niece after she turned 15.

    Wonder how she is doing? Hope she found a dude that she can bully. I mean, I did teach all that I knew about getting my way in a relationship. And with her being a female, that just adds a better outcome.

    Then I noticed a mane of red hair that I instantly recognized.

    ¡°Jennifer? Is that you my niece?¡±

    The forlorn face immediately turned into a devilish grin as she not only knocked me into the chair but also knocked the chair over as well.

    ¡°Well, I am glad you remembered what I taught you about gaining the upper hand while putting your boy toy in his place. How the hell did you get here?¡±

    Looking down at her when all I heard was crickets in the peanut gallery, I could see that she is about early to mid-twenties now. And the face she was making, along with her naturally athletic body and deep jade colored eyes, mixed the dress she now wore that I only just recognized, make the hair on the back of my neck stick up.

    ¡°Why, I came here as a new Drayd in training uncle. As for how I got here on this planet, well I was summoned, and these Drayds somehow pulled me to them. They still are not sure how they did it since they were not attempting to do so. You were considered dead for 8 years before I was summoned a few weeks ago.¡±

    Blinking, I tried to do the math. I have only been here at most 3 months. So how the hell was I gone from there for almost 9 years? Or did she say 8? Don¡¯t care. I still want to know how the hell I got my 16-year-old body back, and it has been that bloody long that I was considered dead.

    Great! Now I am starting to get a fucking headache.

    Smiling like the devil himself, Jennifer stated as if it were facts ¡°you are thinking too much uncle. Stop before you give yourself a migraine.¡±

    I gave her a glare for that. Which caused a small giggle that she only really gave to me. Ha-ah.

    Standing up with the monkey still attached to me, I sat down in the chair after I righted it back into place. As I sat, Jennifer immediately detached herself and b-lined it to my wives and began the age-old quest of details, details, and even more details.This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it

    Women.

    Shaking my head, I turned back to the Drayds that had a smirk that damn near made me scream in a high C note. The type of smirk that would warm your heart if not for the wolf-like gave attached to it.

    How the hell can a three women no taller four foot three with lithe bodies be so damn scary?

    ¡°You are just as your niece has stated you are. Kind and loving. Never the one to let the background of another to stop you from making friends with them. And now I can see you even married a few of the other species that mankind has been trying to enslaved for the past 300 years after they built their first kingdom¡± the lead Drayd said while looking at me like I was a puzzle she desperately wanted to put together.

    Then I heard squeals of glee from behind me.

    Fear. Untold, unbridled fear shot through me before I turned around to see Jennifer was now sitting next to Lily in one of the chairs like she owned it. With starry eyes and everything.

    ¡°As for her age that you no doubt have been questioning, it has only been 1 month since you have arrived. Time here is slower than your planet. We only know this because we summon the most perverted males to our service whenever we wish to have the pleasures of a man.¡±

    Snapping my head around so fast, I swear that I broke it.

    ¡°What do you mean?¡± is all I could ask.

    Why do I feel like I just stepped into a can of whoop-ass that all women have dreamed of dishing out?

    Smiling smugly (help?), she began to tell me about how it actually takes about 4-9 years for those who are being summoned to cross the dimensional paradoxes. In which there are many. She even said that depending on the physical age and injuries the individual has also determined if they are gifted with younger bodies and their injuries are healed or not.

    Touching my left eye, that I have yet to reopen since I healed it, I was about to call bullshit when all three of them walked closer to me. Growls of various kinds started behind me at their approach.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry my Queens, we are just going to finish healing our King. Nothing more. And we doubt this one can be enticed into coming with us no matter what we try¡± the second oldest looking Dryad said.

    What a way to increase the ego baby!

    Just as they were roughly two feet away from me, they stopped and stared curiously towards my left. Looking, I did a perfect sideways W that got all the women in the room to giggle in amusement. Jennifer had been so close to me that we almost kissed each other.

    ¡°You never did tell me how you got that. Nor what your eye looked like.¡±

    Damn women and their details!

    ¡°I received it from a mortar attack after we were led into an ambush. The Hodgie that was leading us betrayed us. My eye and a few other scars that I have are reminders of it. I have also considered it my betrayal towards my soldiers since I did not fully investigate the info he provided, which led us into the ambush.¡±

    Why the hell did I say that out loud?

    Giving me a motherly look of a child being stupid (since when can she do that?), she asked if she could see what my eye looked like.

    Sighing in resignation, I opened my eye just as Aletha and the others crowded around to see. Why are women such snoopers?

    They all gasped when they all saw my eye. Jessica even produced her compact (where she had that on her tight ass dress with no room to put anything, including her cleavage, is beyond me. Guess that interdimensional storage space by that one author concerning a Kitsune trying to bed that human was right.) and showed me my eye.

    It was still silver with a gold hue to it, but it had more feline/wolf/reptilian quality to it. If that is even possible. But it did line up perfectly with the scar that I had. So I could not deny it is the one I received instead of my meddling when I gave it back its sight.

    Shrugging, I turned to the guests and said ¡°I gave my eye back its sight a few days after arriving. But the sensory input hurts like hell. Now I know why.¡±

    Nodding her head in agreement, they approached even close. Putting one of their finger each on my eye, I felt a wave of pain causing me to furrow my brows in confusion. Just as I am about to ask what the hell they were doing, a migraine like no other erupted in my head.

    All I could do was scream my ass off like a little girl going through puberty for the first time. Even though I was not really paying attention to my surroundings, I could tell at the back of my head that a large number of people had to hold me down before I clawed my eye out.

    Then blissful darkness took me. All the while I was thinking that I am happily married commoner girls instead of those pompous bicthes of nobility and of the peerage.

    After Tigrina fully choked Jeff just enough to put him to sleep, I, Aletha Trance, formally Aletha Sebastion third in line for the throne, was now pissed.

    I whirled around to see that my two cousins, Tigrina and Jessica who are my uncle''s brothers children, and my sister, Tiffany, as well as Chi-Chi¡¯s oldest Granddaughter Lily, about to pounce on the Drayds who are now a good 15 feet away from Jeff.

    ¡°What the hell did you do to our husband¡± I shouted out without any of the decorum that a person of my station should.

    ¡°We just fixed the nerves and sensory input that he missed. Or should I say that he knew about, but subconsciously did not do. Pain is the greatest of motivators of not doing something. Especially when it is self-inflicted.¡±

    That is all too true.

    ¡°But why not just inform him of it,¡± Lily asked as she has yet to back down. In fact, I think she is not 4 inches closer to her prey now.

    Maybe we can turn them into our torture devices that we thought about when we heard about them? But we will need to keep Jeff away from them as much as possible. He is our breeding horse, not theirs. The skanks.

    ¡°Do you think he would have let us if he knew? And since when are men the grown boys the claim to be when a woman shows them up? And besides, men are nothing more than five-year-olds with bigger bodies.¡±

    Ugh. Don¡¯t remind me.

    ¡°Jeff may be like that at times, okay, most of the time, but he has a good head on his shoulders then the needs arise for it¡± Jessica announced causing most of the Honor Guards to laugh about his recent escapades in trying to help bridge the gap between the two genders.

    Last I heard, he did. But in an unorthodox way that I would have never thought to try. I mean, men want to be treated like the men they say they are. But Jeff just said ¡°And since do women ever keep quiet when the men are away before they burst their husband¡¯s pride? All you have to do, as I am sure my wives are doing the same, is just feed into his pride before bursting it to your fellow gender. Then deny it ever happened. See? Easy.¡±

    Then he had this look of surprise before turning to us as we walked off stating that we were going clothing shopping. That was a close one. Thank the Goddess for us women and our need to aid each other. As the woman he was talking to became wide-eyed and start talking about something else that derailed his thoughts completely.

    Score one more for womanhood.

    ¡°Oh? Is he the reason behind both genders actually trying to get along? And the absurd amount of women trying to get a marriage license with all those hunks of men that look absolute divine?¡±

    I looked at the young Dryad and just nodded with a smile that I have not used since before I was taken by the slavers a few months ago.

    ¡°Our actual visit here was about trying to get to know the new King. But I doubt we will need to since he has already outperformed the others by far. Our Mother wanted to know if we could come to an agreement by sending a small group of Drayds here to help maintain the land so he does not have to use all of his stamina that I believe you ladies would love to use for better purposes. So do you think he will allow such an agreement?¡±

    Looking back at the oldest one, I could feel myself sweating. The only thing that I caught was ¡®a small group¡¯.

    ¡°Just how many is a small group?¡±

    ¡°100 to 150 Dryads. Nothing exuberant¡± the old one again said as if nothing was amiss.

    Gulping, I had to find a way to decrease that amount. But before I could think of anything, I heard Jeff say ¡°if I can use 10 of you all as torture devices for when I need information from the more seedier elements, then yes.¡±

    The Dryads began to laugh as I hear five other facepalms besides my own.

    ¡°Really uncle? That is all you can think about?¡±

    ¡°Did I not tell you that the best way to get info from men is to get them to get blue balls? Best trick in the book. And these nymphomaniacs are the best at it. so why not use them as such?¡±

    Groaning, I looked at my sisters for help only to get the same in return.

    How the hell can men be so dense when it comes to speaking about delicate things like this?

    Even his niece, Jennifer I believe, gave him a helpless look.

    ¡°Well, at least you settled down a bit since you got married. You used to say even worse before. That reminds me. How did you girls tame this creature? I almost did not recognize him. Did you threaten him with no sex or did you just sweeten the deal with as much sex as he wanted?¡±

    Blinking, I can only guess as to what she meant by him being worse than before. AND LIKE HELL AM I TELLING YOU THE LATER QUESTION!

    ¡°Did he by chance raise you Jennifer?¡± the Dryads asked at the same time.

    ¡°Huh? Yeah. Why? He was the one who took me in and helped me get over what my mother used me for. I already told you that my mother used me as a money maker as she loaned me out to all the men that would pay to be ¡®friendly¡¯ with me.¡±

    Gasping, I started to cry for her.

    ¡°But that was before I started to fall for my Uncle when I was 14. I think it was 3 years after he took me in and became something of a perverted clown when I saw him naked. He would always turn into a girl and cover himself while screaming that his life was over now that I saw him¡± she stated as she giggled when she remembered those days before continuing with ¡°But then he would be forced to deploy to the war for a few years. And every week, I would get a letter or a gift he would get from one of the towns he would go through and send it back to me. He even sent me a pure crystal silk blue dress with white lilies that surrounded my waist.¡±

    Going over to her trunks with all the grace of a bear in a glass shop, she began to rummage through her clothes until she pulled out the dressed she told us about. And boy did I became the most envious and jealous women in the room.

    The dress¡¯s top looked similar to Jeff¡¯s shirts, while the bottom had a slit that started from just below the hips and would go all the way down the leg. Showcasing a leg.

    The blue color has this refined and beautiful look to it, That if one did not know where it came from, people would assume that she was a member of royalty or something. The white lilies that did indeed wrap around the waist looked to be made by a woman instead of a man. But from what Jeff told me, the country that made it, only men can have jobs since women are considered nothing but breeders in the eyes of the men. Even barter items to help enrich the two families as they merged houses.

    I WANT IT DAMN IT!

    ¡°I personally don¡¯t know how it was made, nor the materials used, but I think you do uncle. Huh? Where did he go?¡±

    Looking around, Jeff had indeed run off.

    ¡°FOR FUCKS SAKE! NOT AGAIN! NOW WHERE IS THAT BASTARD AT! JUST WHEN I GOT THE NERVE TO ASK HIM TO MARRY ME NOW THAT I DON¡¯T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THOSE STUPID AS LAWS CONCERNING INCEST!¡±

    We all looked at her as she began to yell out. And what we all saw, made even the Drayds back away from her.

    Her hair was raised just enough to look like it was alive as it began to move like snakes are her hair instead of actual hair.

    No wonder he ran off is all that I could think about before she stormed off trying to find him.

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    I somehow was able to sneak off without none being the wiser. Bu the way Jennifer was acting all sweet and innocent shot shivers up my spine. And not the good shivers.

    I have always seen her as more of a niece that you can¡¯t just not want to spoil her every day. Just like any uncle out there. Including the ways of making your siblings grind their teeth at what any uncle will teach their niece about how to behave in certain manners. Like how to entrap a boy with blue balls. Just to get info on her rival at school.

    I was so proud of her when she first used it when she was 15, and the boy was practically begging her to let him be her slave. Not to mention that the cheerleader that was giving her shit became known as the school whore by the time she was done. Happy times.

    Now, I am running for my life with the feeling that she is trying to use it on me. But not for information, but something more permanent. And I don¡¯t really know nor think of what is down that road.

    I have heard that here, on this planet, that some families have actually married in house. Since they consider such acts normal. But for me, oh hell no!

    Now, where can I find a nice hiding place that she will not be able to find me?

    Running down the roads of my kingdom (still am not used to saying it), I look for anything that I can use. And just when I spot something, I hear ¡°DON¡¯T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT UNCLE! I AM MARRYING YOUR SORRY ASS IF IT IS THE LAST THING I DO! NOW GET BACK HERE AND MAKE ME YOUR WOMAN!¡±

    I was torn with pride at her relentlessness at pursuing her target, and worry and fear that her target is me. How is that even possible?

    As you can imagine, everyone was cheering her on as she chased me through the streets. Angie even had a megaphone out shouting the whole synopses of what transpired. Even how much of a taboo it is in the world we came from. Making the women even more cheerful in their cheering.

    How the hell did this happen?

    Tears began to pour by the bucketful down my cheeks as I try in vain to look for an escape route. But just as I was about to give up, I did something that I would have never done in a million years.

    I turned to her and got down on one knee and said ¡°Jennifer Rodrique! Will you become my faithful wife through sickness and in health, to death to us and beyond!?¡±

    She tripped and damn near face planted into the ground before catching herself. She had this smile on her face that the others had when I said the ¡®I do¡¯ and ¡®yes¡¯ part in our ceremony. Speaking of which, why did that feel like I was being married off to royalty?

    As if I had blinked, she somehow managed to close the gap between us, all of a block worth of distance, and I was now holding a buck 15 worth of woman weight.

    I WAS SO FUCKING CLOSE TO GETTING AWAY DAMN IT! ALL SHE HAD TO DO WAS FACE PLANT, AND I COULD RUN AWAY TO THE DAMN VOLCANO!

    The crowd began to cheer even louder as Aletha, Lily, Jessica, Tiffany, and Tigrina just nodded their heads as if it was the correct answer to the problem. But I could see daggers in their eyes as they all looked at Jennifer¡¯s back.

    Smiling like a child that was in trouble, I awkwardly patted Jennifer¡¯s back. And not her butt. Definitely not her firm butt that will soon be mine that I now have no choice to receive.

    I am so doomed.

    I can just hear my friends back home. ¡°Hey. Did you hear? Jeff went off and married his niece, that perverted incest bastard. I heard he even went to one of those countries that allow such things! I feel sorry for the embarrassment that he is giving his parents. Everyone knows that you are not supposed to marry your family!¡±

    But then again, even they have seen my niece. Even fully admitted that she could be the next Mrs. America pageant girl if she tried out.

    Speaking of pageants, wonder how many heart attacks I can cause from endorsing one? Hope I won¡¯t start a war between spouses, but it would be totally worth it! Blackmail at its best!

    But my good mood will have to wait until I can get my niece, or should I say, my soon-to-be wife, calmed down enough that I can actually enjoy that little fun. Why did today have to start out like this?

    I hope I don¡¯t lose too many reader-samas to this tiny predicament of mine.

    But then again, if they picture the hottest babe they have ever seen with snow-white skin, long fire red hair and the perfect dark jade eyes the went down to her firm ass, then I think I can save the male reader-samas from ditching my life story.

    At least she is in her bloody twenties now.

    When she finally released me from her death grip (another thing that men can¡¯t explain), my other wives no longer stared dangers into her, but me.

    Uhm¡­

    ¡°We will talk of this later after we have talked with your niece dear husband¡± Aletha announced like she had just given me a small reprieve on my soon to be execution.

    Getting up after waiting for a few minutes for them to leave, all the men gave me a thumbs up while the women just said ¡°at least he knows when to just take it like a man. Wish my husband(s) would do that as well. Why did I marry such a little girl instead of a man?¡±

    Talk about ouch.

    Well, at least my citizens are happy about the situation. Wish I did not do this in front of the people. Now I have to marry her. Why did I teach her all my tricks? I bet she used one of them on me just now. The bitch.

    A few days later, I had an agreement with the Dryads. They sent their most sexually mastered women to become my torturers, I mean ambassadors, so they can start trade routes and have settlers live here in the more forested areas plying their crafts. While we get the aforementioned group to help with getting what info we needed to take down the shadier elements that all cities tend to get.

    Happy happy joy joy! Now I won''t need Viagra for the rest of my life!

    It was also the day I had to do the ceremony again to get married. And all I heard when I heard the music they played was ¡°he bit the dust again! He bit the dust again! Hey hey¡±.

    So by the time morning came around, I looked like a fucking skeleton from the amount of ¡®time apart¡¯ that she had to endure with me gone. Why do women always think that that much time apart meant more time together with less time than they declare?

    At breakfast, my first round of wives is high-fiving Jennifer for a good job well done, while the Dryads were impressed that I was still alive. Nymph bitches.

    Thankfully, Brunard came in to help me out with a ¡°there is a human delegate here to see our King concerning trade and servitude to their king as they believe is his due to their King since King Trance is a human.¡±

    Yay! A war on the horizon! Maybe I can get away from the nymphs who are trying to kill me in bed!The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.

    Wait. Did he just say that the human king wants me to become his pet or something?

    Not really understanding what the hell the human king is trying to do, I just said that the human delegate can wait until I am ready. Which in my mind, was the last month of never near the equinox of go to hell.

    From there, I just started thinking of what I really started thinking a few days into traveling here from the escapees from the slavers. Can I change my body to what I have always dreamed of looking like?

    For that, I consulted the different healers about it. Who all pointed towards the Dryads like they were the ultimate body enhancement and mutators of them all. So I went to see them about what all they knew about the process. And I made damn sure that my six wives went along. Just in case I need them.

    Yeah right. I will definitely need them. They even might become pregnant and leave me to rest at least a few more minutes before trying to kill me again! Should have thought of this sooner damn it!

    It took a week to get out of the Dryads¡¯ aura of kinky sex while also trying to learn how to rearrange my DNA into becoming something else. Major Dick, of whom I haven''t mentioned in a while, had scabs on him from all the friction, while the girls had to be carted out with glowing smiles on their faces and distant looks of euphoria etched into their eyes.

    Women are fucking scary! They even stated that they will make me pay for using them as such, but instead used whips to make me either go faster or change partners! I still have the whip marks to prove it!

    By the time I wobbled (bent knees at a 45-degree angle while twisting my hips, so I don¡¯t move my groin area) back into my office so I can catch up on my duties. I saw a note on my desk stating that the human delegates are stating that they are taking his absence as a direct insult to their king. Shrugging, I just a letter back saying that I don¡¯t owe their king anything since he already knows I want nothing to do with him. Hell! He even paid me off to stay out of his way!

    With that letter sent off to the dicks, I went over the finances. I actually was almost beaten by my wives the day after we got married when I tossed that item to the side without a care in the world. By the time they were done threatening my life, literally, I was huddled in the corner like a scared little child.

    Talk about major losses to my man status.

    By the time I was finished with everything, the Kingdoms finances increases by 13% and my armies new toys became a bit hit.

    A shock baton that is DNA printed so that only the individual can use it, as well as thought imprinted to prevent them from misusing the things. The major offenders for the latter were the women. When I asked why they kept getting shocked by them, all they had to say was ¡°I was just trying to use it against a sexual offender.¡± But when I asked where they tried to stick it, they said without a single shred of hesitation ¡°their balls of course!¡±

    All the men, myself included, cringed at that explanation.

    The next toy that my army, especially my Honor Guard full of women, were the armors that I had made. Armor that was lighter than their normal armor and more flexible as well. I stole the idea of next-gen armor from Earth and upgraded it with the armor types from here. It is just a full body suit with kevlar armor under the lightweight metal link shirt for disguise.

    When the men in the army saw them, they damn near jizzed themselves. Crying at how much chafing their old armors had when they found out that I padded the undersides with a polyester fabric. But it was the Honor Guards that I had the biggest problems with.

    As soon as they found out that the armor actual contours itself to the individual instead of having to get refitted every month because of their assets, they practically ran out of the castle leaving it defenseless while their husband formal lawsuits against me for rape. They cited that because I gave them such good armor, they wore it while raping the hell out of their husbands. Some of my guards even 3-7 husbands that have scabs now as well.

    I could only salute them for their valued war on keeping my guards happy. I am a male, not stupid.

    So by the time I gave the shit stains their audience, they were frothing at the mouth in anger. I almost had Angie and Brunard put them down citing that the humans have become rabid. Not to mention, having the civilians checked to see if they have been exposed to whatever these humans have.

    I guess I should say why I have been calling them humans, and not with racial familiarity.

    I had finally completed my transformation in a male Valkyrie baby!

    I transformed my right eye into an exact duplicate of my left. That was a bitch to do. I had to have the Dryads¡¯ help in doing the full process since I damn near killed myself from sensory overload from the amount of pain I was in.

    Then I had myself strapped down because I did not know how painful the wings part would be. Since I had the Dryads there already, I had them help out with what all I was trying to do. But ever since the pain of changing my right eye, everything else felt dull or numb. They even had me drink an herbal concoction that would help me sleep while they finished the rest. And finished they did. I have never felt so abused in my life.

    My wives, who paid off the Dryads, had them enhance Major Dick into Emperor Dick. I quickly found out that I bulbed out in the center of my shaft which stretched my wives out far enough that I could not pull out until I finished. Hence why I now use a special type of lotion per act.

    Next, they gave me ears that have all the animalistic qualities of the different animals on the planet. Wolves, cats, bears, etc. Then the bitches had them grow me some tails that they can play with, so they can butter me up when they are trying to get something out of me.

    Hence why I now feel like I have been physically and sexually abused. And all I wanted was for my eyes to match and have wings. Ha-ah.

    Looking back at the now dumbfounded humans, I can see what they wanted to ask. They even tried to force the librarian chick from Japan back to the human capital. But when they found out she was married to a wolf boy, they made crosses with their fingers like a child would do to stay away from the cooties.

    That made all the members of both my army and guard laugh. Hell, they did not even try to hide it! GO HOME TEAM!

    So you can guess the heated conversation we had when the talks finally started an hour late. The more I tried to stop them from laughing, the more they laughed. Since I was trying my best not to fall out of my seat when one of the dudes literally shit himself when Lilica¡¯s husband Tony, the librarian and the wolf, growled at said pants shitter.

    As the talks continued, they tried to blackmail me with the money the human King gave me. But that was immediately rebuffed when I told them that he paid me off to never get in his way concerning the war. They even tried to use the murder of the shit talking kid that I killed as a reason to become the human Kings servant. That also got rebuffed when I told them that he tried to force the issue by attacking me.

    Since they could not use words nor threats against me, they brought up the war card. Thinking that they had the upper hand in that. That was quickly squashed when I had Annabelle point her beautiful guns at them and say hello. Of the 13 douches that were present, only one was allowed to live. I made absolutely sure that the one who shit himself was the one who returned back alive. I even gave him a letter to the king telling him how his people acted. Not to mention how his spokesmen shit himself.

    After sending him off, I had the arduous task of telling my wives when they woke up from their sex-induced coma. The Dryads told me that they would be awake by high sun. I wish they lied to me about that because I was ready to shit myself as well while I was standing at parade rest giving them a rundown of what happened.

    ¡°Only you uncle. Only you can start a war like that and not give a damn.¡±

    Puffing my chest out in pride like any male could. I even had a smile on my face like I was just given the best compliment any male could have ever received. Well besides his fling on the side saying that she is not pregnant yet. A few friends actually went out and partied just to celebrate the event. That is how they actually got caught. Since they were even more vocal when they did not know that their wives were the ones they were actually talking to.

    Glad I don¡¯t have that problem. At least I don¡¯t think I do.

    ¡°We also had one of the Dryads in here to make sure that everything is fine concerning the weeks worth of sex nonstop. They even let it slip that we are indeed with child. But don¡¯t think that you get to havethe night off. We rather enjoy the new additions to your anatomy.¡±

    I looked at Tigrina with shock and horror as the other giggled like they had just witnessed the most adorable thing in their lives. The one that all men know to just take it like the man they are. All the while trying to not let their fear induced state of mind run wild.

    ¡°The Dryads even said that our eating habits have begun sooner than what pregnancies normally happen, so they are guessing that we will have twins at the minimum¡± Aletha continued on while giggling with absolute glee at becoming a mother.

    Goodbye cruel world! We will never meet again!

    Hopefully, the war will start soon, and I can vamoose out of here.

    ¡°Oh! And by the way Uncle. We have decided on who your concubines can be¡± Jennifer stated like it was the most natural thing in the world.

    ¡°We have also determined who your seventh and final wife shall be¡± Tiffany announced while waving to the guards.

    In came a bombshell 10 out of 10 Valkyrie with all the curves of a supermodel and the grace of a woman on the prowl. Her pure black hair with silver streaks (again! Why the silver in the hair for me!?) and silver eyes walked in.

    The only thing out of place, besides her dress that was so tight I had trouble thinking how the hell she was still breathing in the damn thing, (sure it made her ass and tits that much more perky and made my hands twitch in the desire to touch them), was the fact that she had been placed in chains that were meant for people in prison.

    I was just about to ask why she was in chains, when she growled out ¡°if he even tries to ensemenate me, I will cut off his balls!¡±

    Ah. No wonder they made her into the new addition for our bed. Need to make sure I am wearing a cup from now on.

 Feeling Like That of a Child

    For the next several months, all seven of my wives mood swings have been getting worse by the day. Senorita Hellstrom (yes. That is her actual name), my new wife, my new Valkyrie wife that was sent to assassinate me, is alsogoing to give birth to my child.

    That involved lots of alcohol in my system, and drugs in her to make her more open to her sexuality. That was the Dryads decision. Now as punishment, they got to be the nursemaids and wetnursed for my wives. And they absolutely hate it.

    Score!

    Don¡¯t know why, but making women angry is a personal past time of mine. I even had over 30 court orders on Earth stating that I could not be within a 500-yard range of them. Those were fun. And all I did was make fun of their makeup that looked anywhere from delicate maiden to succubus overlord.

    Ah! Those were the days!

    Now¡­ well, now I am off to the front lines of the war that is about to start any day now with the human kingdoms. My concubines, Rita, a celestial elf, and Melin, a celestial wolf, (why they thought celestial in front of their races would make them different is beyond me) were all set for travel. I just had to figure out a way of not having to teach them who their master is while I am gone. But from the looks I am getting (the starry-eyed ones that most men try their best not to be around), I know that it will be impossible to stop. They even had my wives¡¯ blessing on the matter! Even in written form and a fucking stamp included!

    How the hell can I go against that?

    Well, whatever. Might as well milk it for all its worth. And since I am going in this bouncy ass carriage that will make my ass numb, might as well make use of that too. So I ordered that there be cushions on the bench to make sure that my ass does not go numb as I tend to their needs.

    All the women laughed at me for doing my duties that their Queens made sure I followed. The males, however, were planning on my demise via the bounciness of the carriage. Too bad they don¡¯t know what I plan to use their idea against them.

    All day they heard both Rita and Melin scream out in bliss (or were their screams the hateful bliss type? Meh. Whatever. Queens orders are Queens orders). And when we stopped for the first night, their hate-filled gazes turned into ones of respect. I guess they never thought about using one of these things as such.

    The women, however, now sported the hate-filled gazes as they tried in vain to stick their shock sticks into their husband''s asses for trying to suggest they do the same. They tried to use the line of ¡°but you always wanted to try something new! Why not try this!?¡±, but was soon graveling at their wives¡¯ feet begging not to be put on a 1-year sex reprieve.

    I laughed so hard that I pissed myself as I ate my dinner. Good thing Rita knows water magic so I can clean myself. Guess having concubines isn¡¯t that bad after all.

    The next day found me doing more of the same as before, but with someone else that I did not know was even in the carriage with us. That was because I still was not used to my new senses and I was blindfolded until they pulled it off. Before me was a succubus ridign me like a cowgirl with an angel all tied up for use on the ground.

    Blinking in confusion, I decided the questions could wait. Why should I put aside an angel that has been prepared for me with her eyes having such a hungry look? I mean, she even let out a moan of all moans as I entered her. She was so warm and tight, that I finally understood why women say that the gates of heaven are between their legs.

    By the time I was finally done with my duties for teh day, I was told that the succubus¡¯, Tila in particular of whom I had the pleasure of seeding her garden, was one of the new treaties that my wives made so that their charms did not sway my mind. Which was a good thing since I doubt any red-blooded male would say no to one. Much less over 500 of them in the same room as me.

    The angel, Alita, is actually a fallen angel who was kicked out of her home for trying and failing to get her kind to open up to the other races. All her family members, all 597 of them, now have a treaty with me without me knowing about it (fucking wives and their abuse of power. But at least I got laid for it. So a win win in my eyes). Apparently, when I took over the kingdom, we both gained treaties with none the wiser. They just ironed out the finer details of the treaty. Hence an angel concubine.

    I just hope that I don¡¯t have a concubine for each of my wives. For that would suck balls big time. I doubt any man could satisfy 14 women in a nights tryst. Any who say they can without help, I say prove it. If you can, TEACH ME YOU BASTARD AND STOP HOLDING BACK ON ME!

    That night, I broke out my new weapons of choice that I was very familiar with. I had everyone in the army (close to 15,000 people) line up in a row of 40 after I gave them all a rifle, pistol, ammo, and a night scope for said rifle.

    Think about what a M16A4 and a FN PS90''s child would look like and that is what the rifle looked like. But instead of a short barrel, the barrel is roughly 23 inches long. Just long enough for close quarters combat, and a bit of sniping if the situation calls for it.

    The pistol is a Colt .45 with extra power to equal a Desert Eagle. Enough said.

    It took all night to give them the ins and outs of the weapons while at the same time making sure that they understood how dangerous the weapons can be. Even then, I had a few casualties because people kept taking off their damn safeties. Ha-ah.

    Taking the next few days and nights like I have been, I was absolutely ecstatic about reaching the war area. I had drilled into my army personnel the importance of maintaining their equipment and how to stay in formation. And since the ammo is self-restoring do to a mage back home, I had not a want in the world for ammo. YAY!

    Stepping up to the area that will be the main resting point, General Brunard (who is still sulking like a girl who was told no by her ultimate crush) began to bark orders like a madman trying to get some sort of revenge. Tents were set up in record timing, including the d-fac and medical wards.

    It was now near sunset when the first of the enemy nation began to arrive. Setting up about 3 miles away from my army. Thank all the saints that I trained all my army people about stealth attacks because that was exactly what I was about to command to have happen. As some of my favorite supervillains in some of the books by the same author loves to say, ¡°if you are not cheating, you are trying.¡±

    I had the people going out put on the silencer to kill off as many of the officer and high command structure for as many silent kills as they could before getting caught. Even going as far as to capture anyone they deem having the information needed to either stop the war cold or ( I hope it will never come to this) tell us any and all traitors that might pop up after today.

    Heaving a heavy sigh of the inevitable, I ordered my Night Phoenix¡¯ to prep up for a night attack. All five of them (all males) nodded their heads before heading off to get their camo and stuff on. I had actually ignored my wives¡¯ protests in making this unit. But I knew from past experience that a unit like this is required by any nation. Someone had to do the dirty work at a moments notice. So I had made a deal with these five individuals that I will only call upon them when our kingdom was in absolute need of them.

    Like now.

    I just hope that I don¡¯t turn them into the creature I am today. I still doubt anyone knows the truth about why I kept these demon-like eyes. And I want to keep it that way.

    2 hours after night fell, I watched as my stealth unit raced out into the no-mans land. I lost sight of them when they got to about 300 yards out. And that was only because I knew what I was looking for. I had some serious doubts that the opposing army would even see them until it was too late to stop them.

    Turning back to Brunard who also had a look of pity for the men I just sent out, he just gave a nod of understanding before walking away towards his tent. I watched as he slapped his cheeks with both hands before putting on a smile that any lunatic that is about to rock a woman¡¯s world. I could only laugh at it all.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.

    Here he is about to get laid while five men are about to commit murder and most likely die in the process. Even I could not get it up for any fun tonight. I seriously doubt I will any time soon.

    Come morning, I went to see the men I sent out and saw that two of them were in rough shape from a confrontation they got into. And by pure chance at that. Form the reports they gave, they were able to capture 3 of the 7 remaining female summoned heroes. And that was only because they were caught bathing.

    Perverts for the win, I guess. Puts a whole new meaning for the phrase washing away the sick feeling of having perverts looking at you.

    Never really understood that one. I mean, I can guess at what they mean by it. But when women tend to become more perverted then men, it is hard to see the point behind that.

    After they gave me the run down of killing all but 12 fo the original 44 officers and generals, I went to see the newly caught heroines. Can they be called heroines is they have yet to be engaged in a battle of any kind?

    Reaching the tent that housed them, I opened the flap and saw that they had week old bruises. Raising my eyebrow, I gave them a questioning look.

    ¡°Yes! We know! You told us to watch out for the bad elements that were summoned by King Shit For Brains, but what kind of girl doesn¡¯t fall for a bad boy? I am just glad that we were able to fight off all the rape attempts. Even saving a few of the castle maids from the rape attempts made by the remaining males. After you killed Sojie, the rest have been trying to one-up the others to take his spot.

    ¡°So what do you plan to do with us? Use us as pleasure toys? We heard from the ball-less freak that you changed yourself to become less human in order to fit in with the beasts that you now surround yourself with.¡±

    Wow! That was a lot of information with only a raise of an eyebrow! Will that work on my wives?

    ¡°All I will say is that if you girls want to live a life without having to do such nonsense, then I will gladly let you girls enter my kingdom that I am now king over. But be warned. My 7 wives will skin you alive if you all try to entice me. They have sent 4 concubines with me in hopes that they will kill anyone who tries to bed me at night. The bitches! But whatever.

    ¡°The choice is yours if you want to have a bit fun with a furry husband like your friend Tina is doing. Last I heard, she now runs the city library that is 15 stories tall with her wolf boy toy that she abuses every chance she gets. The place reeks of sex every other day. Oh! I also heard that she is expecting triplets.

    ¡°Or you can just run along to where ever you fancy takes you. Become adventurers or whatever. All I ask is that you all don¡¯t try anything funny with the civilians.¡±

    They were all gaping at me like a grew a second green head or something.

    ¡°Tina is married to a fucking wolf and is pregnant? That bitch! I knew I should have left first to get my hands on some furry ass when I had the chance! Tell me King Ass, is wolf dick better or is the fox dick better!?¡±

    ¡°I refuse to answer that question on the principle of being a straight red blooded male. I refuse to take that particular bullet for the team. But you can always ask Tina if you are curious? A friend of mine keeps laughing at Tina for trying to get a fox stud into her harem. Quite the comedy show really.¡±

    All the girls looked at each other and had a quick 2-second conversation before turning back to me and say as one ¡°When can we leave to have our dreams of hunks on a beach come true!?¡±

    That actually made me feel sorry for the men that might be getting these girls¡¯ attention.

    I informed them that after this up-coming massacre, I will personally take them back to my kingdom for them to start their dream team. Nodding their heads with eyes that makes every maniacal lunatic look sane by comparison, I left to attend the meeting that should have started a few minutes ago.

    As soon as I entered the tent, I was ambushed by hundreds of different questions about what their favorite types were. Each one trying to see who had the better chance of one as the mistress. Not the male having a mistress type neither, but the mistress as in ¡°yes mistress, I will get that done for you mistress.¡±

    Coughing once into my hand, I had them tell me what all they have learned from the stealth team. I got a lot of boos from that. On the outside, I gave them all a stern look, while on the inside I was doing a jig. Glad I had the Honor Guard who followed me here bring the three girls and had them stand outside so they could listen in on what I knew was going to be a questionnaire.

    I heard giggling from outside the tent, as did the other from the looks of confusion they had planted on their faces. But I just kept the speaker speaking as to muffle the giggle-fest that was happening outside.

    After 2 hours of being told that the opposing army was now in a state of unrest, I had the stealth team give a rundown of what they knew of the enemies locations and areas of interest. Once that was brought to light, I knew that these humans were dumb as a bunch of rocks. Who the hell puts all the higher echelons of an army in the fucking middle group with a mandatory 100 yards of clear space from their damn troops? That is just asking to be assassinated! Not to mention that it is now so fucking easy to kill them all off now!

    Trying to get a hold on my temper, I made a strategic retreat to my tent and had the rest on the evening plowing into my concubines.

    Stress-free, I went with the stealth team this time around to see if what they told me was true. If the enemy really did have this as their camp setup, I was going to lose my shit and kill anyone who could not tell me an actual reason as to why they were just that stupid. And by killing them, I mean that I will let eh women have their fill of bloodlust as they let the enemy know what it feels like to have something shoved up their asses.

    Geneva Convention be damned. They don¡¯t have the right to live if they are that bloody stupid.

    Getting to the free zone, I laughed like a frenzied lunatic with his favorite toy. I even went as far as calling the men who came to put me down a bunch of bitches with no balls (and that is me rephrasing it to be polite for the squishy eared people reading this). What I actually said caused the enemy to get a whole new reason to fight me. Glad I can still make people angry enough that they can¡¯t think worth a shit.

    Which is good since I was now in the process of getting my ass chewed out as we laid down suppressive fire at all the individuals who thought that they were being a hero for their country. One group of ours came in and said that they have captured a quarter of the people here. Including the other 4 remaining heroines.

    Once I was done getting my balls stomped on, smashed with a mallet, and taken to a blender, I took the heroines to the tent that the other three are now currently scouting out possible recruits for their harems. Clipboards, name tags, and tests to show the girls what they needed. One look at what they were doing, the other girls in their jealous rage about not sharing, ran in to get their fair share. While I ran in the opposite direction post haste.

    One fight down, more to go. But now that we have a reprieve, I now get to face the ultimate boss fight ¨C my wives.

    Guess who won that fight. Whoever picked me, you suck. When has a man EVER won against a pregnant woman? And I lost 7 times out of 7.

    Then I met 3 more nemeses¡¯. And they were even named bosses to boot!

    Racheal the Siren lvl 950

    Yuna the Sphinx lvl 989

    Luna the Celestial Elf lvl 944

    As a measly lvl 4, I am so doomed! Why can¡¯t I fight a creature my level? That would be so awesome right now.

    As it turns out, the seven concubines that I have are my wives personal handmaids. In which they are just making sure that they will be loyal to me, and my children in the years to come.

    This is so unfair! They don¡¯t even have Viagra here blast it! And I have already been told that I can¡¯t use the Dryads as my sex pill since I can¡¯t stop rutting around them. But at least I did not get my nuts chopped off last time since I used and abused them instead of the Dryads. Hurray!

    And how the hell did they get a Sphinx to play nicely? I mean come on! This is not Egypt! And I sure as hell am not answering some stupid riddle that it wants to ask. Glad I have yet to bring Scrabble here.

    After a few months of being a scratch post, I was finally able to get back to my man cave and make more goodies for my people here. Like making a pool table for when I can get Brunard, Jacob, and Harold together for a few beers. Last time the three of us were in the same room, we were so fucking bored that I said that the next time they visited, we would do something more fun than just sip some whiskey.

    I even had an old school distillery in the man cave so I can make that good ol¡¯ moonshine. Oh yeah. Gigidi gigidi.

    Later that week, I was in the know that some of the noncombatants of the Demonic kind are now living in the volcano. Why the hell nobody said anything until now is being me. I even had a meeting with a person named Lilith. That name froze me in my place. I hope to hell that she is not the same person that I think she is.

    Lilith was just like any Bible would claim she looked like. Long blonde hair with a strawberry tint to it. A lithe body that promises untold pleasure. Hell, I bet that she could move her body in such a way that all the blood from the reader¡¯s head would head south. Male or female. If the women reading are into that.

    Not judging, but can I watch? Promise to keep quiet.

    She was and was not. She knew of what I was talking about, and that she knew Adam. But she claimed that Eden is what Adam like to call his bed, not an actual place. She was even curious as to why I had all the women in my castle with cattle prods ready to stab me with them. I just said that it was an insurance policy to keep me alive and her safe.

    Like hell was I going to let my wives down.

    After talking with her about what my wives promised her and her¡¯s, I was actually impressed about what the demons had to do in order to live here. They had to help police their own kind by some of them joining the police force, some even wanted to join the army, and almost all the Succubus¡¯ joined my Honor Guard.

    I am sooo going to hell. Pun intended.

    Not long after, I was informed that a Raphael wanted to meet with me in a few weeks. All I can think about is ¡®why the bloody hell is all these biblical names are popping up all of a sudden.¡± I had a missive sent to the angel dude saying that I will prepare the best drink I can make while playing some pool while we talked. Hope I don¡¯t kill him with the moonshine that I now have 13 jugs worth of the stuff.

    When I went back and told my wives what all I had done today (for some reason, I get in trouble when I don¡¯t inform them of my daily tasks), they gave all those involved with me talking with Lilith a pay raise and told me not to let Raphael bully me into something stupid.

    Why do I feel like a child being guided along in life by his mother? Or mothers in this case? I mean, I can be an adult when I want to be you know.

 Alethas Rememberance

    <u>Aletha¡¯s POV</u>

    Who would have thought that I would become a mother after almost being defiled by those humans? And who would have thought that I gave birth to a human that also helped me escape? I had to talk very fast to my parents so that I could live without them trying to kill him.

    My cousins, Tigrina, Jessica, and Tiffany, who are now my sisters (and I could not be happier), tried our hand in merchant trading. Since we are third, fifth, and eight in line for the throne. That is only because uncle declared that his wife is finally pregnant after 30 years of trying. So we resigned ourselves to living our lives amongst our people. But not in the way that the humans like to segregate themselves between upper and lower class citizens.

    Sure, we are of the high nobility class due to our births. But instead of segregating ourselves, we actually go out and talk with the less prosperous citizens to help them out as best we can. But that does not mean we coddled them either. They either stood and made that best life they can with their own two hands, or they were left to rot by their own choice.

    I can remember everything clearly of what befell us and how we met our husband, and our new sisters.

    We were getting all the clothe, leather, and other trade goods that we had bought secure just before the sun arose that morning. Giving us a few minutes to go over the planned routes to the other smaller villages that dotted the plains to the left side of the Kingdom.

    Giving our families, or at least those who are not taking theirs, goodbyes hugs. I even cried when I gave my mummy (don¡¯t judge me you cowards) hers. I could see that my father was questioning why women cried on such occasions like this.

    And they wonder why they tend to sleep in the common room on days like these. Why can¡¯t men understand how we women feel when we take such big steps in our lives? I mean, I am going to be gone for an entire day for crying out loud!

    So, you can imagine just how distraught we were when an army of those savage humans attacked our caravan of 12 cargo haulers a few hours away from the Kingdom¡¯s walls. All having a noble insignia of some sort. Even though we had made them suffer, only the women survived the encounter.

    Some even took their own life since they had to take on quite a few nights to repay the debts they increwed by killing those dirty beasts. And as cowardly as this may sound, I am glad we hid the best we could while trying to poison those bastards as they ate. Too bad we could not make them into a eunuch. That would be fun.

    As we traveled, the humans found their favorites. Thankfully glad that they were not the children of the women of whom they have taken a liking to. I have heard rumors that there are some humans in the 5 human kingdoms, that use children before discarding them. Hopefully, we don¡¯t find anywhere we are going.

    By the time we reached the first of the human kingdoms, several of the women are showing signs of having children. While the others have made sure that they will never have kids. Even if they have yet to have one. I could only shed tears for them since I can only imagine what they must be going through.

    As we were marched along the streets, people gave us a disdained looks and the kids, who were cheered on by their parents and others, began to throw vegetables at us. Arriving at the slavers guild a little before midday, we all felt a massive wave of magical power gush from the castle. The only time any rumor or news of this happening is when the king of kings has summoned heroes from another world.

    How I wish one of them would help us.

    That night, I prayed to my Goddess that very same thought. Begging her for the heroes help. And I will personally pay the price. Even if that price is my womb baring his children. No matter how many. As long as my people can get out of here, I will consider it a price well paid.

    But that was before I saw that the three heirs to the Tri-Alliance thrones were also in chains.

    Now¡­ now I don¡¯t know what to pay as a price. I feel like I have just lost before I even put up a fight.

    The next day, I was put in cuffs when I attacked some of the guards who were trying to take a few of the children. I was ecstatic to hear that some of them died a few hours later due to too much blood loss. But that was dampened when a few of the women were sold that day. But at least they got to stay here for a final farewell.

    But that farewell never happened as we were told that we all were to gather our things. Including the ones that were bought. Apparently, a human male decided that he wanted as many playthings and inhuman fodder for his place. The more I thought about what all he was planning, the angrier I got.

    Then, I found out that the same human had ordered all the kids to go to the inn down the street for baths, food, and a proper bed to sleep in. That threw me for such a loop that I volunteered to go with the children just to find out who this person is.

    And boy did I fall hard.

    Standing almost 6 feet tall, silver mane of hair and one eye with the other closed with a scar that crossed over the other. He had on a black pair of pants that showed off his nice ass from fabric that I have never seen before, and a black shirt that looked like it was painted on as his nice firm abs are showing through.

    Could I possibly wash my clothes on them like my aunt said would happen? I really want to find out.

    But I never got the chance. Because one look into his eye, and I could tell he wanted to kill something or someone.

    Then I felt the drool on my chin. Slurping my drool back into my mouth, I heard a few more slurps beside me. Wiping my chin, I turned and saw that my cousins and a bloody moon elf were also heart eyed as they saw him. And I literally thought that is what I saw for a moment as Tigrina said just loud enough for us to hear ¡°can I have him as my scratching post?¡±

    I could not help but giggle. As did the rest.

    Making sure that our new master had his orders of getting the kids cleaned done before he changed his mind, I had them clean themselves as fast as they could so that everyone had a chance. Though I did not find my younger cousin nor the other two who are the princess¡¯ of the other two ruling families in our Kingdom. Thinking about it, I had left not long after the baths began to go back and see if I could find them.

    I was a few minutes into my search when the male came into the guild looking around. Walking up to him to see what type of person he is, he informed me that he wanted everyone to relax and that he was taking us back home.The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.

    I actually started to cry when he said that. Home¡­ it had been nearly 2 months now, and I had thought that I would never get to see my home.

    He snapped me out of my stupor and said that he wanted me to tell everyone the same thing. I actually fell onto both my hands giving him an unobstructed view of my ass.

    God that was embarrassing! Can I have a redo?

    I can feel my cheeks heating up as I know he is sooo looking at my ass. Wonder if my cousins will get mad. After taking a few hours to do just that, I also learned that the princess¡¯ were nowhere to be found.

    Distraught at not finding them, I returned to the inn that had the children. I found my cousins and Lily and told them about how I did not find any leads concerning their whereabouts. But I did make sure to tell them that the human male got an eye full of my ass, as well as telling them how it happened. And their jealousy was just how I predicted it.

    They even made plans to give him an eye full as well. Just not in the undignified way I did it. Damn.

    The next morning, he had all those going with him to get all the stuff that we needed for the trip out to follow him out into the city. I elected to stay behind, so I could watch over the kids. And who would have thought that kids could be so tiring? I knew from my mother that kids were nothing but a full-time job, but this is ridiculous!

    When I was dead on my feet, Lil, Tiffany, Jessica, and Tigrina rushed me and shoved me into the room we shared. They began to tell me all about their day, including how they made him run away as if a horde of demons were after him. I giggled a bit when they told me that. Especially so when it was them trying to cop a feel on him.

    They even overheard him saying to one of the men that he does not want underaged girls trying to see what he is packing. That made me even more happier since I now knew that the princess¡¯ were now cleared out of the picture. Yay!

    I just hope we find them and soon.

    The five of us that night decided to see just what type of male this human is like. And we were not disappointed. We followed several of the kids into the room to see what he was planning on doing. He had them all sit on the bed while he just talked like an idiot for a bit. An idiot that made me giggle for a while until a knock at the door had him answer it.

    After listening to the other heroes at the door trying to get him to let them borrow us for a while, especially the weasel looking human hero who wanted a few of the children, but was soundly killed. Jeff, whose name I was just told when my cousins and Lily arrived early and told me, had this look in his eyes that he enjoyed killing them immensely.

    When his eyes turned to the others, including the guards and the girls that looked just like the boy he just killed, there was no life in them what so ever. That scared me more than if I was about to be raped. But when he allowed a mousy librarian looking girl into the room, I knew that he was letting them decide on what course they wanted to follow through in. That made me smile a bit.

    As soon as they left, it was like he just remembered where he was and who was here with him. Turning his like it was on a granite swivel, he had this look on his face like he had just committed a crime of some sort. I don¡¯t know why, but I thought it was absolutely hilarious and began to laugh with the kids.

    Men and them not knowing their surroundings. Kinda funny. Maybe I can forgive him for this?

    Well, at least the kids are happy to have a defender of sorts for themselves.

    After he finished the story he called Star Wars, he left to go get some sleep.

    It was in the middle of the night that I heard a sobbing sound. I woke my family up, and we all headed towards the sound thinking that it was a child crying. Upon arrival into the hallway, we see Lily trying to open the door that was locked. On the inside, we can hear small amounts of pain sorrows from what sounded like comrades of some sort dying.

    Just as I was about to blast the door off with some wind magic that I have (as infinitesimal as it is, in which I am surprised I can use it), the innkeeper in hearing the same thing opened the door. Practically running him over, we rushed to Jeff¡¯s side. And what we see makes us gasp in both surprise and shock.

    His left eye that is normally closed is open and looking around as if it had a will of its own. As if trying to find any and all threats that could harm its master. All the while Jeff is having nightmares. And from the amount of sweating he is doing, it must be a very bad one at that.

    When the eye landed on us, its pupils narrowed into slits. As if it found us to be threatening in some way. My only question is, how in the world are we four that threatening to someone who can kill with his bare hands? Men! I swear!

    Hoping that we could get him to relax, we all trying to rub either his arms or his back in a soothing manner. But every time, he jerked away. I guess Jessica did not like that, because not only did she gasp about it, but did the one thing that I personally would not have done ¨C she undressed and jumped on him like she was a horny teenager again.

    In my stupor, I did not quite understand why his eye all of a sudden become dilated as if he was given a hallucinogen. In the back of my head, I heard the word ¡®pervert,¡¯ but ignored it like an idiot. Especially when Tigirna, the jealous bitch that she can be, decided to follow suit and strip down and climb into his bed as well.

    The only reason I followed in on this, much to the dismay of the innkeeper who most likely thought that he was better looking than Jeff (the fat bastard), is because I refuse to be outdone by the pointy-eared heffer!

    But I will admit, not that he will ever know, that his rock hard abs feel sooo good. Not to mention that his hand somehow got in between my legs making me want to smack him. At the very least, I can use my legs to make sure he does nothing stupid.

    Unless I can use this as my win to make him my plaything? Maybe I should do as my mother did with my father? She used a drink that made dad super horny. And it is tradition that all men have to survive a women¡¯s advances until the next full moon.

    Thankfully, the next one is 3 weeks away.

    Now, what should I do to make sure that I am head wife for him?

    Waking up in the morning, I can see cold sweats running down his face as if he has just committed a great crime or something. Does he not realize that I am over 20 years old?

    But it is sweet that he thinks that I am in my mid-teens. Guess I will give him a show.

    Throughout the day, we all pack up the stuff we are taking into the caravans so we can head out later that night. But as soon as we do head out, Jeff said that he wanted to have a talk with the Slaver before he joined us.

    After he left, my cousins and Lily had a fight for dominance. In which I won hands down (I am just that awesome). It helped that I was able to blackmail Jessica and Tiffany outright with just a single look. The look that reminded them that I found their little journals of all the stuff that they wish for their man to do to them. Quite kinky if you ask me. Especially Jessica.

    I still can¡¯t believe she wants her man to yank on her fluffy tail all the while ramming it in her ass like he owned it.

    As for Tigrina, there is no way that anyone can blackmail her since she is just that much of a simpleton. Lily was that only one that I had to truly worry about.

    Or at least I thought I did. Jessica just called her a name, and she became the most obedient woman I have ever seen. Who would have thought she had a thing for being called snook¡¯ems? I personally would have killed myself before I allowed anyone to call me that. Even going as far as cutting Jeff¡¯s balls off.

    Speaking of Jeff, whatever he used last night that went from the base of my spine to about mid-back helped me with the crick in my back. But why does the item he used have a smell that makes me so damn horny? I¡¯ll just ask mummy (stares daggers at readers) when I get back.

    Just before dawn, Jeff comes back with a trolley with the three princesses in the bed of hay sleeping. Jeff himself looks like he is about to pass out. And he did. He just fell on top of us five ladies as if he already owned us.

    God a love a man that has such balls! Now I want him even more! Glad he ignored the little twerps for more beautiful works of art.

    Conceited much my dear priestess of the royal line?

    Shut up my goddess! This is a matter of not only getting a child but also to get laid with a hunk of a man damnit! There is no such thing as a bystander in this! Ask any woman, they will tell you the same thing.

    Which is why I plan to visit in a few years.

    Oh my sweet and beautiful Goddess, there is no need for you to dirty yourself in this mortal world. I will make sure I pray even harder so that you may know that my undying love for you never wavers (great! Just fucking great!).