I am king of Gensokyo.

I am, without doubt, the strongest. What else would I be, if the former titleholder was down at her knees, hungrily looking for any drop of cum on my cock with her icy tongue?

I have conquered every known faction in this land. From the residents of the Scarlet Devil Mansion to the irrelevant relics who hid in Makai. No beings, living or the otherwise, could resist the temptations of my cock. Gensokyo is at my disposal. The youkai fear me, the humans worship me. Those who dared to consider the first thought of rebellion tasted the power of my cock firsthand.

Today I sat on my throne, placed on the balcony that overlooked a scenery of prostrated servants, some clothed, some not. I grabbed the hair of the ice fairy and gave her a taste of my very own Master Spark before casting her aside with a firm hand. She drank my danmaku greedily, then looked up with expectant eyes for more.

"Get lost," I commanded the creature. "Or do you wish for your friend to take her turn with me?"

The fairy hesitated, obviously entertaining the thought in her frozen TV-dinner of a brain. At last she managed to grasp what remained of her senses and scurried away with fright. I watched her drift down the balcony, then stood up and surveyed the grand view.

How long ago was it when I first arrived? Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined to land in this nonsensical land of dreams. I, Richard Dickman, was an average [excessively mundane occupation] until one day the witch Yukari Yakumo sucked me in with one of her gaps. The reason for my abduction was simple: I was but one of the many unfortunate human cattle she pulled from the outside world in order to sustain the growing youkai population. It could be called one of Gensokyo's darkest secrets, if not the most.

I remember my first night vividly. The only thing I had seen was pure, unadulterated darkness. Not even the blackest of the nights could compare with the darkness that had surrounded me. I had the luck to stumble into a particularly hungry youkai as soon as I entered Gensokyo. It was a snarling thing that possessed features of a young girl in different circumstances could be called cute. The beast had a blonde bob cut with a red ribbon tied in her hair, and a tight black vest with skirt to match. Its eyes were those of a feral mutt with nothing but eat and shit in its list of priorities, and I was about to fulfill both of them. I remember screaming and crawling backward. I had to get away from this thing as soon as possible.

Luckily, the power of cock was on my side. When I looked down at my pants, I realized fear wasn't the only thing I felt. The only correct thing to do was to let my instincts take over, and before I realized it, the monster was spasming on the ground, fully nude with puddles of a certain fluid pooled around its body.

I ran a hand over my face, now covered with a white linen bag with the kanji for "sin" written over, savoring the memory. The monster I had encountered that night, a youkai of the darkness, was among the kneeling servants down below, occasionally moaning from whatever measures it had taken to pleasure itself. The sight of it was almost nostalgic, had I enjoyed my involuntary vacation in this land.

My cock, the only friend I could trust my life with, now hung flaccid, satisfied from its practice of danmaku. I gave the subjugated masses a last glance through my mask before heading back to my room. There I lay on my bed, face against the ceiling, and exhaled.

"Damn you, Yukari Yakumo."

I used to be grateful to the bitch. She granted me this once in a lifetime chance to live out my life as a man. After discovering my newfound powers, I had traveled from one place to the next, defeating those who stood in my way with one on one duels. Those who suffered losses became infatuated with my cock. No exceptions. By the time I found out who was responsible for my kidnapping, I had a legion of followers by my side, ready to obey my wills with absolute obedience. Those who remained stubborn or displayed unwillingness were tutored personally by yours truly. From shrine maidens to unholy vampires, from immortal moon maidens to demons straight from hell, nobody could fight my cock and live to get away with it.

I had marched to Yukari Yakumo's residence and told my army to stay put outside. Then I entered alone, my only weapon standing tall between my thighs. Her guards were laughable at best. A cat and a fox. I went ahead and put them into a permanent mating season with my third leg. All that was left after that was the mastermind. It's not that I missed my old life as a(n) [pitfully boring profession]. No, I had thoroughly cherished my stay in this land, recruiting potential companions with my persuasive aide. In fact, I enjoyed it so much that one day a linen bag fell on my face and never came off. Sin, it inscribed. Sin for what? For carrying out justice in the name of my dishonorable kidnapping? For righting a wrong done by someone with malicious intent?

With my cock leading the way, I trailed left and right, until finally I found the room she was in. Excitement boiled within me like unquelled flames to a stove. I have been waiting for this moment for ages. Today was the day I finally get to have my revenge, I had thought to myself.

"Pierce!" My spear tore open the sliding door and I found the wench sitting on a windowsill, legs crossed and a splayed paper fan over her harlot lips. Yukari Yakumo smiled wickedly.

"My congratulations to you for making it this far, Richard Dickman." The nympho had said, casually addressing the honorable name my father had given me without shame. "You're the first human in Gensokyo to ever become this strong. Why lead your life so foolishly such as this, and not put your powers to good use?"

"Silence!" I had demanded, my arms crossed and my back straight. "Today is the day you will regret ever making me youkai food. I shall put an end to your wicked schemes, so that no others will suffer the same fate as I did, falling into a strange and distant land like this!"

"Oh my, I suppose my words have fallen on deaf ears. It's still not too late for you to stop, you know? We can join forces and accomplish deeds the world has yet to see."

"Your words have no meaning to my resolve. By the blood of my fathers, I swear I shall imprint the seal of the Dickman family inside you. Prepare to receive my royal stamp!"

"It's such a shame."

Before I could charge forward, a large, eye-shaped gap to elsewhere had swallowed me whole, forever trapping me inside its unspeakable realm. But my cock had shrugged it off like it was nothing. Power flowed through my pelvis, and I knew exactly what to do. A single thrust of my purification rod penetrated through the void. The gap had shattered like shards of glass.

"Impossible…!"

"Tremble before the might of my cock!" I leaped and was on top of the tramp in no time…

I gazed at my former lover with distant nostalgia, then I put my hand down and sat up. That whore, Yukari Yakumo, had disappeared without a trace the moment I was done with her. Right before I was able to make her spit out the secrets on how to return home. Even with the combined might of my cock and the powers of my gathered lovers, the Great Hakurei Barrier remains standing. It just so happened to be the one thing I could not penetrate.

"Dammit, am I stuck in this place forever?"

It wasn't so bad. A personal harem is something every man wished for. Hundreds of eye-catching, jaw-dropping maidens line up every day just for a chance to taste my cock. A snap of my fingers sent them to do whatever bidding I dispatched, their loyalty to my cock absolutely unwavering. But it does get overwhelming sometimes, and ever since Yukari Yakumo's defeat I was forced to take over her role in overseeing Gensokyo. Her familiars―the cat, the fox, and a number of lesser creatures―became mine, and I had them to manage the work of their former master in my stead. I don't like it, but if I wish to survive and maintain the stability in Gensokyo, I will have to continue pulling humans from my world.

"Fuck!" I pounded the walls of my chamber with my fists. "She had me played like a damn fiddle!"

I am a king trapped in my own kingdom.