A week had passed since Queen Hippolyta's visit. Sitting in his main office, just off the side of his throne room, the young King of Bialya smiles as he receives long-distance comm call from someone he's been waiting to hear from for days now. Pressing the button to accept the call, Garfield soaks in the very masculine visage that stares back at him, with the backdrop of Themyscirian Architecture behind him.
"Father. Mother has named me Hippolytus… your plan is continuing abreast with little complications."
Garfield smiles at his adult son, nodding slowly. Doctor Jace did incredibly good work.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Hippolytus, my son. Together, you and I are going to bring about a new era of peace and prosperity on this planet… and perhaps beyond it as well."
Hippolytus bows his head in acceptance of his father's words, but remains quiet, as it's obvious Garfield wasn't done yet.
"You will continue your assimilation of the Amazons, and once you have sons and brothers to stand beside you on Themyscirian soil, you will train them to serve as this world's advanced guard, once my plans have come to complete fruition. You will also take your place as King of Themyscira and marry your sister Diana to legitimize your rule. Though, that will take place a bit further on in the future. Is all of this understood and acceptable to you, my son?"
Cocking his head to the side, as if surprised Garfield is even asking his opinion, the swiftly grown man, the first Amazon male in fact, considers his father's words. Slowly, a wide smile spreads across his face, and he finally nods.
"It is understood, father… and it is most acceptable. I will not let you down, thank you for giving me this opportunity to prove myself to you."
Garfield chuckles and waves him off, the two of them ending the call with wide smiles on their faces and a father-son bond already beginning to form, despite the difference between the two of them. Garfield could already tell… Hippolytus was just like him in all the ways that mattered. When they did finally meet in person, Hippolytus would have an army for his father, and Garfield would reward him handsomely for his hard work.
For the time being, Hippolyta would remain Queen of Themyscira… but already Garfield knew she was little more than a figurehead. Her devotion and adoration for her newborn son were absolute, and she would submit to him in every way imaginable. She would sit the throne until such time as they no longer needed her, but only to keep up appearances. Behind her would be her and Garfield's son, ruling in secret for the time being and fucking his way through every delicious Amazon on his new island.
Leaning back in his chair, Garfield allows himself to enjoy the thought for a moment, before turning his attention towards more important matters. The week since he'd sent Hippolyta off like a Trojan Horse to begin the conversion of Themyscira had been filled with good news, but also bad news. Queen Perdita of Vlatava had accepted Garfield's offer of marriage, on the condition that Garfield would not have a place within Vlatava's royal family and thus no authority in Vlatava. On top of that, his and Perdita's firstborn would be the heir to Vlatava and Vlatava alone.
That was the good news. The bad news came from Markovia, which had descended into full blown chaos at this point. The King and Queen had been assassinated, which had in turn led to a succession crisis that was still raging even now. The uncle had tried to take over the military, but then he'd been killed by the second son, Victor, a hero named Geo Force.
There were three children that the King and Queen had left behind. There was Gregor, who should have been Crown Prince by right of being born a few minutes earlier than his twin, Victor. Then there was Victor, who as mentioned before, had killed their uncle by filling his lungs with lava on live television. And finally, there was their little sister Tara, the one who was said to be most loved by the general populace.
Gregor had the aristocracy and a small portion of the military behind him, while Victor had much of the military and some small portion of the general population behind him. Finally, there was Tara, who the rest of the populace were propping up as the best option whether she wanted to be the Queen or not.
It was taking all Garfield had not to go all in for Tara, declaring war on Vlatava on her behalf and invading the other country in order to wipe out her brothers, possibly singlehandedly. Unfortunately, he'd been advised not to, and as much as he despised politicians in general and complained about the ones in his own country, he had to admit that in this case, they were right. Any misstep on his part could end badly, and not just for Bialya at this point.
Still, he'd been able to offer Tara asylum for now, and so she was safe here, in the palace. Perdita had arrived a couple of days ago as well to finalize the details of their marriage, leaving both beautiful women staying as his guests in his home. And yes, they were actually guests… he hadn't strung them up in his chamber beneath the castle or anything like that, hadn't even touched a single hair on their heads.
They'd actually acclimated quite well so far. Perdita and Tara were connecting well with his wives, and Garfield was confident both women loved him enough to forgive his… eccentricities. Tara was still a little down in the dumps, following along with what was going back in her home country and seeing the complete chaos there, but there wasn't anything to be done yet, at least not for now. All Garfield could do was comfort her to the best of his abilities for the time being…
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Three days later, Garfield finds himself pacing right outside of the Medical Bay. Rocket and Zatanna had both gone into labor, and of course the young King wasn't going to be anywhere but here, waiting for them. Well, he'd prefer to be inside with them if he had his way, but ultimately he was willing to bow to the expertise of the medical professionals that he was paying such an exorbitant sum for this.
Right now, they were being helped along by Doctor Jace of course, as well as a recently acquired Doctor Psycho. With some… minor adjustments to his mind by Garfield's suped up Martian Wife, the doctor was no longer the menace he once was, no longer a misogynistic maniac either. If he were, Garfield would never let the man within a hundred miles of his wives, truth be told.
He'd also been something of a battery for M'gann. Using his new abilities, Garfield had drained about seventy five percent of Psycho's powers during the… reconditioning, giving it over to his beautiful alien wife. M'gann's psionic power was now even greater, and without a doubt in Garfield mind, she was the single most powerful telepath on the planet now.
At this point in time, Raven and M'gann had been given most of the powers and skills of the Amazons, while Zatanna and Rocket had been given the Kryptonian power. It eased his mind, as now his wives were able to defend themselves a bit better. He would of course do everything in his own considerable power to protect his wives from any who might try to do them harm… but this was part of that, in a way. Giving them the power to protect themselves and each other was a necessary step to securing his wives' safety.
Meanwhile, outside of the Medical Bay with him are his other two wives. Garfield knows that M'gann was miffed she wasn't the first to give birth to his child, but he also knew Raven was all too happy to be able to wait a little longer. The Half-Demon woman had been having a rough few months as the pregnancy neared its close. The gem on Raven's forehead held back her father, the Demon God Trigon. In times of severe stress, the seal holding him in cracked, allowing him to have a chance to escape.
So far, Raven had been able to hold him back, but she was understandably scared that the stress of giving birth would unleash her father. Still, Garfield felt he was about as ready as he could be for that. Though, even he was pleased that Zatanna was giving birth first so that he could help her recover rapidly once the babe was born. As it so happened, Garfield had a plan that would not only stop Trigon, but rid Raven of the Demon God forever. However, it required a powerful magician like Zatanna Zatara to pull it off without a hitch.
Seeing Raven looking worried again, Garfield sighs and stops his pacing, turning towards his incredibly pregnant wife with a smile on his face.
"Raven, you don't need to worry. I'm not going to let Trigon escape, nor am I going to let him harm you or your baby. In the worst case scenario… I'll let him take me as a host, to keep him under wraps and under control."
That doesn't really put Raven at ease, her eyes widening as she shakes her head back and forth.
"N-No, Garfield you can't-!"
But Garfield has already crossed the distance between them and gathered Raven up into a hug.
"I will if I must… don't worry, Raven. Trust me, and I'll take care of things."
Slumping in his arms, Raven just nods as they kiss. After they part ways, Garfield turns and does the same with M'gann, welcoming him into his arms. In a way, M'gann had become his rock, his right-hand woman. It was why he'd named her as his chief advisor. This, of course, had set everyone who didn't truly know her on edge. After all, most people knew what she was. She was a Martian, which of course meant she was a telepath.
They were right to fear her, all those greedy politicians who thought they could manipulate Garfield for his youth. M'gann wasn't just his Chief Advisor, she was his Spymistress, an entire intelligence network all in her own right without even needing individual spies to back her up. But no one could do anything about her, because M'gann, like all of Garfield's Queens, was well-loved by the people, by the public at large.
The King and his Queens had been performing acts of charity and helping rebuild and revitalize areas that had been desolated from years of neglect, mismanagement, and corruption ever since their rise to power. While the late stages of their pregnancies had kept them from doing much recently, before they'd become too heavily pregnant, his four wives had been working quite hard to make Bialya a country to be proud of. From Zatanna and Raven's magic, to M'gann and Rocket's smarts, they'd rebuilt the country from the ground up together.
Suddenly, the doors to the Medical Bay open and Doctor Psycho steps out with a smile on his face as he removes his mask. It's still a little unnerving, the man's smile, but M'gann assures him that she has the genius doctor well in hand and Garfield trusts his wife with his life and the lives of everyone in this palace.
"It's finished. All three children are hale and hearty. Congratulations, my King, my Queens."
Garfield breathes a massive sigh of relief, only to pause and blink in confusion.
"Wait… three?"
Chuckling, Doctor Psycho nods and gestures towards the Medical Bay.
"See for yourselves!"
In the room, after Garfield was properly gowned up, he finally got to see his first three children, as well as their exhausted but happy mothers. Where Rocket held one child however, Zatanna was holding two, one in each crook of her arm. She doesn't look surprised or anything as she makes eye contact with him and smiles.
"I wanted it to be a surprise… I had twins, Garfield."
They look beautiful, a boy and girl… Garfield fawns over them for a moment, before turning to Rocket. There, Doctor Jace is standing and speaks up the moment she sees she has his attention.
"I'd like to introduce to you, your heir. Rocket's birth came a full twenty minutes before, making her son the firstborn, my King."
Garfield just slowly nods at that. No one in the room cares all that much about who the firstborn is, not really. Not even M'gann wants her child to be the King or anything like that. Truth be told, Garfield's reign might go on forever… immortality didn't seem that far out of reach for him and his family at this point. All the same, for the rest of the world, including all those idiotic politicians that make up his Kingdom's court, having a firstborn heir will be important.
Looking down at the baby boy, Garfield glances to Rocket and smiles.
"What do you wish to name him?"
Smiling right back, tired but exuberant with her success, Rocket lets out a little breathless sigh.
"I was thinking… we could name him after you. Little Garfield Junior… Second of his Name and all that."
Garfield chuckles as he takes Garfield Junior from his mother's arms and holds him for a moment. It was very royal… and he supposed they WERE royal now, so it made sense, in a way. In the end, he just nods his agreement. Everything after that is a bit of a whirlwind. Zatanna names her children as well, and soon enough everything is prepared so that Garfield, Zatanna, and Rocket can all come out with their children to show them off to M'gann and Raven.
It was an incredibly happy moment, quite wholesome in Garfield's opinion, and it had the added bonus of even calming Raven down, just a tad. Which was good, because if Raven had come to term right now, if she'd started giving birth, things would have undeniably gotten a little hectic. Zatanna would need a day or two to recover, even with everything they had to help her along faster. But then… then she would be ready for Raven's birth. Together, all of them would be prepared to handle Trigon, just like they handled Queen Bee.
Meanwhile, as the moment between the King and his four Queens is happening, two other women stand nearby. Watching from off to the side, both Perdita and Tara observe how happy Garfield is with his wives and his children. Staying silent, neither of the young women draw notice, not with how engrossed the King is with his new infants.
However, one of them was doing far worse than the other. Perdita knew full well what was happening in Markovia, and how it was positively wrecking Tara to watch her country, her homeland descend into a civil war while she was here, hiding away. She also knew that Tara wanted nothing more than to be happy for Garfield and the others, but as they stand there, Perdita doesn't miss the tear falling from Tara's eye.
Reaching out, she takes Tara's hand in her own, startling the other woman somewhat badly as she leans in close.
"Come with me… we have plans of our own to make, alright?"
Tara looks at her, wide-eyed, confused, but just a tad hopeful… and in the end she nods and allows the young Queen to drag her off.
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After a long meeting with the Bialyan Parliament, Garfield wanted nothing more than to be alone, just for a second. The Parliament was a relatively new feature in Bialya still. Established two months after Garfield took over, it'd been a way to compromise with those who wanted a more democratic government.
Of course, at this point there were elements of the Parliament who had tried and failed twice now to depose him legally. But then, that was why Garfield had made it possible to do so legally in the first place. If ever the majority of Bialya's populace turned against Garfield, he would know that he and his wives were no longer truly safe here, and he would act accordingly.
By giving his enemies a democratic and altogether public way of striking against him, Garfield knew exactly who said enemies were, and could keep a better eye on them, even if he was well aware that some were still lurking in the shadows, paying lip service to his rule for now but still aiming to get rid of him and take his throne for themselves.
It was all just a circus act, for the time being. The vast majority of the people in Bialya loved Garfield with all their hearts. For all that most of the countries of Earth viewed Monarchy as a failed and ancient form of government, Garfield had freed the Bialyans of an oppressive regime, almost single-handedly rebuilt the country, and in turn brought peace, prosperity, and most importantly happiness to the common citizen.
So far, making a Bialyan Parliament had proved to be a great idea, all around. It gave a voice to the people, and for the moment at least, that voice was singing his praises. However, there was one problem… Garfield still wanted to invade Markovia in order to restore order and install Tara upon her throne.
Even his supporters seemed to view this as a terrible idea though, and in all honesty, Garfield knew it was. He loved Tara as much as any of his actual wives, but declaring war on another monarchy, especially one in the middle of a civil war, would be quite bad indeed. The political shit storm alone would be legendary. It was still hard to explain that to Tara, who was of course an emotional wreck and wanted nothing more than to save her country from tyranny.
It didn't help that news from home had gone from bad to worse. Tara's brothers had descended into a war of atrocity versus atrocity, both sides quickly losing the high ground as they resorted to sticking heads on pikes and executing civilians in front of firing squads. Mass graves were becoming all the rage in Markovia… and yet, Garfield could do nothing as it were.
So yes, he'd planned on being alone now that that meeting was over. His wives were all either resting and recuperating from just giving birth, or they were getting close to it. Meanwhile, Starfire was off busy with the slaves, Diana had become his new public relations ambassador, the former Queen Bee was in a town square somewhere in Bialya getting railed by her former subjects, and Lady Shiva was deployed to collect something for Zatanna.
He just wanted to rest, but as Garfield enters the royal bath, he realizes he forgot two women in his moment of introspection. There, waiting for him, are Perdita and Tara, dressed in likely nothing but the bath robes they're wearing. For a moment, Garfield is both surprised and happy… but then he lets out a sigh, not quite sure he's in the mood for what this obviously is.
"Look, girls… I love you both, but I really just need some rest right now…"
Sticking her nose in the air like the Queen she is, Perdita scoffs and saunters forward.
"It's not rest that you need, Garfield. I know how much stamina and endurance you have these days. You could go without sleep for months if you so chose. What you need… is love. I want you, and as we've agreed to marry, it's time to get to work on an heir for my Kingdom. Likewise… Tara needs this as well."
Garfield grimaces and glances over at Tara, cocking an eye at her. In response, Tara saunters up as well, biting her lower lip.
"My home is locked in civil war. My parents are dead and my brothers are hell bent on killing each other. Garfield… you're the only stable and good thing left in my life. I w-want to be with you, I want to give you the love you deserve… and I want to be loved in turn."
Before Garfield can respond to that, Perdita strikes by removing her bathrobe. The young woman shows off her beautiful, naked breasts and her wide hips and shaved pussy lips. Her round butt, one of her most appealing features, is hidden from him at the moment, but as she moves in and begins kissing him and Garfield just gives in and lets this happen, he quickly moves his hands to grope her backside all the same.
His clothes are soon removed, and before the young King can even say what's happening, he finds himself looming over Perdita, who's laying on her back atop a towel near the edge of the bath. Her legs spread wide, his cockhead pressed against her pussy lips, the young Queen smiles up at him.
"Go on then, Garfield… take me. Ravish your newest bride."
Even though she asks him to ravish her, Garfield can't help but start out slow. Slowly but surely, he penetrates her, spreading her open. As Perdita groans wantonly and loudly, Garfield plays with her body, all while letting her get used to his size. He's fully aware of Tara kneeling right beside them, watching the whole thing happen and playing with herself the entire time.
Soon enough, Garfield hilts inside of Perdita. Not an easy feat, since it involves him breaching her womb to be able to fit every last inch of his absolutely massive cock inside of her. Reaching up, he wipes away the tears forming in Perdita's eyes, letting her continue adjusting to his enormous size. And then, once she bites her lower lip and nods up at him, Garfield begins to thrust in and out of her.
She squeals, even as he keeps things slow and controlled for the time being. Perdita moans beneath him and the two enter a true lover's embrace as they kiss one another heatedly. For a time, they make love… but eventually, Garfield does speed up, picking up the pace. As he increases his pace, he watches Perdita go from being a calm and present lover, to a drooling mess as he fucks her through orgasm after orgasm. The young blonde's eyes roll back in her head, and her tongue lolls out of her mouth, just like happens with most of the women he plows silly.
Chuckling, Garfield cums inside of Perdita, not bothering to ask for permission when they both know that half the point of this is for him to breed her and her to give birth to an heir for her country. Unloading inside of her makes Perdita's eyes roll around in her skull all the harder, and when he finally pulls back after he's done, it's obvious that she needs a minute, completely fucked into oblivion as she's been.
That's okay though, because a glance to the side shows Tara already on her back, spreading her pussy wide to offer herself up to him as well.
"Please Gar, fuck me hard. Take me and fill me, I want you inside of me, I want you to CLAIM me!"
Her begging is making it extremely hard to keep his cool, but he does his best all the same. Avoiding simply pouncing on her and rutting her into an orgasmic mess right away, Garfield instead moves over to where Tara lays and picks her up off the ground. Holding her in his powerful arms, he slowly lowers her onto his cock, penetrating her cunt and taking her virginity just like he did with Perdita.
Reaching around, he grabs hold of her ass and begins to fuck up into her, thrusting away. The position ensures that she doesn't last long as his cock batters its way through into her womb. They kiss and he squeezes her ass hard, which only prompts Tara to beg him to fuck her harder, to take her more roughly. Garfield just shakes his head at that though.
"This is your first time, Tara. I want it to be loving, I want you to remember it…"
Moaning, Tara accepts his explanation with a nod, even as she cums around his cock. Garfield keeps on fucking her, and she keeps on cumming. In the end, he pushes her up against the wall of the royal bath and holds her there as he finally unloads inside of her, filling her to the brim and making her orgasm one last explosive time as she very nearly passes out.
However, there's no denying that he's been nicer with her then he was Perdita, and it shows when he pulls out of her and she can still stand on her own two feet. Before he can do or say anything, Tara suddenly whips around and juts out her ass, spreading her butt cheeks far and wide.
"H-Here as well! Claim me, Gar! Fuck every last one of my holes with your b-big fat cock!"
Well, how can Garfield say no to that? In no time at all, he has Tara on her hands and knees and is granting her the anal pounding she's begging so hard for. He can't hold back once he's in her ass, truth be told. She's just too damn tight… and too damn into it as well. Fuck is she hot, and her ass is clenching and squeezing down around him.
Tara screams at the rough railing as Garfield mounts her and jackhammers down into her from above, but she also cums more times than he can count. Meanwhile, Perdita is nearby, fingering herself to the sight, having finally recovered from her own first time with the young King. Needless to say, Tara doesn't last awfully long on Garfield's cock, not when the massive member is plowing into her ass so damn hard.
Groaning, Tara finally lets out the truth.
"I-I don't care about Markovia a-anymore! I just… I just want to be with you, Garfield! I'll be Queen if that's what you want, but I'd rather spend the rest of my days as your pet then have to spend another moment parted from you! Please keep fucking me, keep-mmph!"
In the middle of her begging tirade, Garfield grabs her by her hair and pulls her up against his chest, bringing her around for a kiss as he unloads into her bowels. For a moment, Tara's eyes are wide… and then they're rolled back in her head as she orgasms one final time before passing out completely, a fucked silly expression plastered across her face.
He's gentle with her now that he's railed her ass, slowly rolling her down on her front on a towel so she can rest and her sore, abused asshole can recuperate. There's no doubt in Garfield's mind that Tara won't be walking right for a week after this.
Of course, not one to be out down, the Queen of Vlatava has put herself face down, ass up on her own towel by the time he looks back to her. Blushing prettily, Perdita spreads her ass cheeks wide, looking more like an anal whore then a Queen as she moans wantonly.
"Please, dear husband… I want what Tara got! Don't stop until you've butt fucked me silly~"
He really had wanted to be restrained for this… but hearing first Tara and now Perdita beg in such a way… it's too much for him. Something cracks and with a growl, some of his tentacles peel off of his back and wrap around her. Perdita is soon over his massive bitch breaker of a cock as she's slowly lowered down onto his member ass first, his giant dong pushing up into her asshole and penetrating deeply.
A low, guttural moan emits from the young blonde's throat as he begins to fuck her up her ass, her back to his chest and his lips and teeth on her neck as he nibbles at her. Perdita, meanwhile, continues to act more like an anal whore then a Queen as she begs for more.
"Y-Yes! Don't stop! You're so big, my King! Keep on fucking my ass, yesssss~"
And fuck her ass he does, reshaping her back door to his massive cock as he slams her down onto his member again and again and again. Perdita squeals and groans and moans, eyes rolling around in her head as she comes closer and closer to reaching the same state as dear Tara.
Perdita's last coherent thought as an explosive orgasm from him cumming in her ass takes away her consciousness, is that she doesn't regret it for a second. This is nowhere near the end, of course, the two women have unlocked something within Garfield, have unleashed The Beast… but they don't mind one bit. This was exactly what the two of them wanted… and they're going to get it, long and hard, all day and all night long.
Garfield's harem continues to expand, even as his first children are born. Meanwhile, his plans for Themyscira continue unopposed with their Queen under the thrall of her full-grown son. Hippolytus would continue the assimilation of Themyscira and provide Garfield with an army to go along with the one that the young King was creating beneath the palace of Bialya.
Soon, they would have the forces needed to challenge the Justice League and anyone else who might try to stop them from making Earth and the rest of the galaxy a better place. This was only the beginning, quite frankly, and Garfield had no intentions of stopping until he was done. He had a duty, not just to the people of Bialya, but to the rest of humanity and Earth's denizens as well.
The world wouldn't know what hit it.
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