CONTENT WARNING: Look at the title of this chapter. Expect the unexpected.
"Ugh…oh…oh…oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h…OH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H!"
Steph gripped the wall décor, bending over as her king had his way with her. Her skirt was lifted up over her hips, baring her soft, peach-pale ass cheeks as they bounced and clapped, while Sora's cock thrust in between her legs, filling her pussy up. Steph grabbed the wall, her legs shaking as she struggled to stand up.
A passing maid was taken by surprise as she saw the king and the former princess of Elchea having sex in the middle of a busy hallway. However, she simply bowed and approached the king as usual, embracing him and kissing him on the lips while he continued to fuck his royal slampiece.
Sora ogled the maid, staring at her feet and ass cheeks as she walked away, before turning back to Steph. Sora pulled on her hair, yanking her head back as he forcefully made out with her as well. Steph kissed back, sucking on Sora's lips before opening up her mouth and licking him sloppily across the face.
Sora grunted again and came inside Steph's fiery crotch, pulling out as he began to leak semen all over her hot-pink pubes. He then grabbed Steph again and made out with her once more, running his hands through her luxurious red locks as they ground their bodies together against the wall.
Sora then entered Steph again, slipping his newly-erect cock into her snatch as he pumped inside her one last time. Steph lifted her legs off the ground, wrapping her ankles around Sora's waist as she clung to the wall for support, slamming against it with each pump of Sora's crotch.
Steph grabbed Sora and kissed him again as her toes twitched in her sandals. Finally, with a single, long, shrill scream, she clutched her king's shoulders and came on the carpet, squirting everywhere as Sora came in her womb, releasing his seed for the last time as his arms and legs gave in and he dropped Steph onto the floor.
Steph spread her legs, furiously masturbating as she kissed Sora's cock. Steph gripped Happy-sama with one hand, lifting it up as she kissed it on the urethra. She pried Happy-sama open with her winding tongue, teasing Sora as she penetrated him with the tip of her tongue, giving the slightest thrust as Sora shook with ecstasy.
Steph began cleaning Happy-sama off, lifting it up as she sucked and licked its underside. Steph stared at Sora with her big, blue eyes, batting her eyelashes innocently as she squirted once more all over the carpet. Sora felt his cock getting harder and twitching as his princess cleaned him, until finally Steph pulled away, pulling her skirt back down over her thighs as she left him erect once more.
"That was an amazing show, Master. I think I came almost as much as Steph did just from watching that."
Jibril clapped her hands, applauding Sora and Steph for their performance before placing her hands back onto Feel's head, shoving the beautiful blonde elf back into her crotch as she squirted one last time inside Feel's mouth.
Tossing Feel aside like a used rag, Jibril got up and embraced Sora, draping her arms over Sora's shoulders as she stared into his eyes, before kissing him. Sora kissed back, digging his tongue deep inside Jibril's mouth as he rubbed his erect cock between her thighs.
Jibril pulled away and winked at Steph.
"Oh, you were wonderful too, Steph. That was really hot. I got so sprung watching your tight little cunt getting stuffed, and I don't even swing that way."
"Shut up, Jibril. You're the gayest bitch in the whole palace. You'll fuck anything with a pussy."
Jibril giggled and grasped Steph's mouth with her lips, shutting her up with a kiss with her arms still wrapped around Sora. Steph kissed back, thrusting her tongue into Jibril's mouth as the princess and the Flügel began to make out. Then finally pulling away, Jibril turned back to Sora, whom she had still been clinging while she was kissing Steph, and gave him a smile.
"Let's fuck, Master. I could taste your dick in Steph's mouth, and I'm all wet now."
Jibril kissed Sora again as she began to straddle his cock, placing it between her thighs. Steph leaned against the wall and grabbed Kurami, who had been sitting next Feel the whole time, and shoved her face into her crotch. Steph moaned as Jibril and Sora began to fuck, and she started masturbating with Kurami's mouth as she watched.
Sora woke up alone in his bed the next day. It had been a long time since he had been in this unusual situation. He wasn't used to it anymore.
Sora got dressed and wandered out of his room to find a maid in a proper dress—one that fully covered up her body and didn't leave her breasts and ass hanging out. She wore close-toed shoes, and her apron no longer had a giant gash in the middle.
Sora sighed. Of course. Today was Saturday. He had briefly forgotten about the big event that was happening later that night.
Sora caught up with his girls about half an hour later, when Steph and Jibril both rushed up to him with a bunch of floral bouquets.
"Sora, which of these do you think would be better for the front foyer?"
"Master, would hydrangeas or azaleas be a better fit with the marble in the ballroom?"
Sora sighed. Their week of debauchery, the week of endless sex that had begun with his sister's illness, would end at its climax on Saturday night—with a ball.
The highest nobility and the most prominent members of Elchean society would be there: in other words, a bunch of arrogant snobs that Sora hated dealing with. For some reason, they were going to end their momentous week of non-stop fucking with a party for these boring people.
Jibril flashed a list of beverages in front of Sora's face. "Master, what do you think of this menu?"
"I…uh…"
"Good, we'll serve it tonight."
Steph pulled Sora's arm and brandished some ribbons. "What do you think of these?"
"Huh? I don't know, I guess they're fine."
Jibril and Steph weren't really listening to Sora anyway, and he couldn't have cared less. In fact, he was too lethargic to care, in addition to being completely indifferent to the preparations.
Even though Sora had just gotten out of bed, it felt almost as if he hadn't slept at all. He allowed himself to be dragged through the hallways, weakly going along with whatever the two said. Occasionally, Kurami and Feel and Miko and Izuna tagged along, joining along in the planning, but Sora could barely focus.
He couldn't care less; in fact, he couldn't even muster up the energy to tell his girls that he couldn't care less.
Instead, he barely said anything, simply stumbling through the hallways as he allowed his girls to lead him around. Sora shuddered. It was a familiar sensation. When he got like this, he was completely helpless, unable to voice his opinion or stand up for himself.
He only felt this way whenever he was separated from his sister.
Sora rubbed his head. He had thought he had trained himself to be away from his sister. Perhaps it hadn't worked completely. Perhaps his training was wearing off because he hadn't seen Shiro for days now.
Shiro was being looked after by the maids and the palace doctors. It would just be a bother for them to go and visit her at this time, when the palace was already so busy. Sora rubbed his head again, and he tried to get his sister out of his head as his girls continued to drag him around the palace.
…
The sun finally set, and the sky grew dark as the palace grounds were lit with bright lights. Late into the evening, the first couples began arriving at the palace.
Elchea's finest came to the royal palace in all their finery, not only the nobles themselves and their wives, but also their daughters, the beautiful young eligible women of elite society. Sora waited on the floor above, listening to the distant conversations out in the front foyer as the invited guests slowly started to file towards the main ballroom.
The palace was lavishly decorated, but the mood seemed more somber and officious than at any other time since Sora and Shiro had moved in.
Sora walked down the hallway and stared at the servants who scurried about. They wore their old uniforms, the clothes that they had used to wear before the days of debauchery had descended upon the palace.
The cute weregirls had withdrawn for the night. The cumstains had been wiped clean, the random scratch marks on the wall from all the various maids and weregirls Sora had fucked completely painted over.
In short, all trace of everything that had been enjoyable about palace life over the last few weeks was gone.
Sora sighed and reluctantly descended a set of stairs in a side-wing of the palace to enter his dressing room. Kurami and Feel and Miko and Izuna were already waiting for him, already dressed in their evening finery. Sora was shocked at the intricate and elegant designs of the girls' dresses.
Kurami's hair had been done up in a braid and decorated with a large, pink carnation. She wore a long, trailing dress of blue satin that shimmered in the light, changing into different shades whenever she moved.
Feel had on a long, forest-green dress with white and brown trimmings. Around her long, blonde hair was a tiara of iridescent feathers cut and shaped out of enamel and silver, and her long, drooping elven ears were weighed down with opulent, shimmering jewel earrings.
Miko and Izuna wore the most exotic dresses of all. As emissaries of the Eastern Federation, their dresses were based off their kimonos, with large sashes resembling obis around their waists and cloth flowers and bells tied to the back. Miko's dress was scarlet and gold, while Izuna's was in pink and purple.
"You're finally here. Come on, Sora, you need to get dressed for the ball."
Miko displayed the clothes that Sora was to wear. These resembled the frilled, flowing robes that Sora had been forced to wear to his coronation. He had thought that he'd been done with that sort of thing a long time ago, yet now he was putting on clothing that was so convoluted and difficult to wear that all four of his girls had to help him get dressed.
As he finished dressing, Kurami began to blush, while Feel cocked her head and giggled and Miko simply flashed a sultry smile. Izuna's face remained expressionless, as it usually was, but her ears twitched as she stared at Sora.
Miko bowed and presented a white, sequined eyemask. Sora stared at it in confusion and looked up again to see to his surprise that all four girls were now wearing masks of their own.
"What the…"
"Sora, this is a masquerade ball."
Sora threw his head back in frustration. He was pretty sure that he hadn't been informed about this. Actually, he probably had been, but he had just forgotten. At this point, he was simply along for the ride. Sora snatched the mask out of Miko's hands and put it on, sighing as he and the girls walked out of the dressing room.
Sora had read enough light novels to know how this worked; these sorts of dances took hours. He was going to have to spend the whole time socializing with a bunch of people he didn't like, without his sister to keep him company.
This was going to suck.
Sora and his four girls went through a series of side rooms, snaking around the palace before emerging into the hallway right in front of the ballroom entrance.
Kurami and Feel opened the doors, and Sora emerged into the brightly-lit ballroom, where dozens of the richest and most powerful men in Elchea and their wives and daughters awaited, dressed in opulent finery, their faces concealed behind masks almost as brilliant and colorful as their dresses and robes.
The entire room was silent as Sora walked in. The four girls followed behind him. Gradually, the room of nobles bowed, and Sora made his way to the head of the ballroom, where Steph and Jibril were standing.
Steph was wearing a light blue, flowing, floor-length dress laden with pearly, off-white cloth rosettes and ribbons. Like all the other women in the ballroom, she wore long, elbow-length white gloves, and her hair had been straightened and tied up in a folded ponytail. She wore a pearl and diamond tiara around her bright red hair, and her mask was bedazzled with rubies and emeralds and sapphires.
Meanwhile, Jibril wore a gleaming silver dress with black trimming evocative of the black markings throughout her body, with slits cut in the back for her feathery, angelic wings. She was wearing a pair of black bridal gauntlets that resembled the fingerless gloves she normally wore, but these shimmered and gleamed in the light. Like everyone else in the ballroom, Jibril now wore a mask that covered up most of her face so that only her honey-gold eyes were still visible.
Sora took his place in the front of the group of girls, and he wondered if he should say something. Instead, to his surprise, Steph stepped forward instead, motioning for him to step aside as she gave a short welcoming speech. Once she was finished, the orchestra began playing, and Steph turned back to Sora, smiling as she extended her hand.
"It's time for us to open the dance, my king."
Sora glanced at Steph in surprise, wondering why she was playing such a big role tonight. He took Steph by the hand, and they began to dance. Sora stared into Steph's deep blue eyes, transfixed as she took the lead. Steph encouraged him through the dance, whispering directions to him as they circled around the wide expanse of the dance floor alone.
Sora looked around the room and glanced into the masks of all the noblemen around. Though he couldn't see their faces, he could tell detect hostility in their eyes.
Sora then realized that for all that he and his sister disliked the nobles, they disliked them just as much back.
Their rise to the throne of Elchea had been unprecedented in Elchea's history, and it had shaken the very foundations of Elchean society. The two had come out of nowhere, essentially as vagrants, their origins unknown, to completely overthrow the ruling royal house that had reigned for millennia. In order to bring Elchea back to greatness, they had relied on their own circle of allies, rather than the nobles and ministers.
And the circle he had relied on was something indeed. Sora glanced at the other five girls. There was a Flügel; an Elf; two Werebeasts, including the former ruler of the country they had just conquered; and a human who was suspected of being a spy for the Elves.
And all that before getting into the rumors about the recent goings-on in the royal palace.
Of the people that Sora was around daily, Steph was the only one whom any of these nobles trusted in the slightest.
Sora gulped as he suddenly realized the purpose of this ball. They were trying to make peace with the elite of Elchea and reconcile them with the new rulers.
This dance suddenly seemed really, really important.
…
Steph winked at Sora as they finished the first dance. What had lasted only a few minutes had seemed more like an hour to Sora.
Sora then danced with each of his other girls, starting with Jibril. Jibril blushed as she took her master's hand, and her wings even seemed to flutter with embarrassment. Sora wasn't used to this innocent side of Jibril, and he blushed underneath his mask as she clung to him, hugging him close and acting somewhat like a normal girl.
Finally, once Sora was done dancing with Izuna, he went off to the side and watched the rest of the couples join the ballroom floor.
As the ball got going, more and more of the guests began congregating around Sora, eager for the chance to chat with the king. In particular, Sora found himself the center of attention of several ladies.
"My, you're so young and thin in person!"
"I can't believe such a handsome young man conquered the werebeasts!"
"With his little sister too!"
As it turned out, Sora was far more popular with the wives and daughters than with the noblemen themselves. The women were fascinated by his obscure origins and eccentric personality, and they began asking him questions about himself, eagerly listening to all of his answers.
A rather curvy, attractive duchess with wavy, orange hair tied in a high ponytail grabbed Sora by the arm and watched him closely with a coy, wide smile.
"So, Your Majesty, tell us how you've enjoyed your first social season in high society so far!"
"Um…"
"It's such a shame the palace hasn't been as active with events this year—but then again you and the Queen have been awfully busy lately, what with vanquishing our opponents and all."
Sora blushed as he stared at the woman. She was one of the most distinguished guests here, but she looked far younger than her true age. Some of the other women began complaining as the duchess claimed Sora all for herself.
Another noble, a tall, beautiful countess with platinum blonde hair, managed to free Sora from the aggressive duchess's grasp, smiling at Sora as she pulled him free.
"Ah, sorry about that, Your Majesty. Many of the women here have wanted to meet the King in person. You've been so busy restoring our nation that many haven't had the chance to see you up close."
Sora mumbled something in answer and nodded. The countess giggled.
"The way all these women are fighting over you—it's not very noble, is it?"
Sora mumbled something again and shook his head. The countess giggled again and grabbed Sora by the arm.
"By the way, you haven't met my daughter yet, have you?"
The blonde countess dragged out a slender, tall girl with similarly bright blonde hair, so pale that it looked almost white. Even with her mask on, it was clear that the girl looked just like her mother.
"Mo-o-o-o-o-o-m!"
The girl blushed and covered her face (even though she already had a mask on). The mother giggled and placed her lips next to Sora's ear.
"Oh, don't be worried, Your Majesty. She just really likes you."
The girl squealed, confirming her mother's bold statement. She glanced at Sora and nervously gave a quick curtsy before scampering off back to her group of friends.
Sora looked over to see a group of teenagers, all whispering to each other and stealing glances at him. The daughters had all worn paler dresses, some in pastel, others in metallic silvers and pearls, while their mothers had opted for bright dresses of red and green and gold. While the nobles' wives had been aggressive and hungry for the king's attention, the daughters were far shier.
When the girls saw him looking back, they all panicked and went back to whispering to each other.
Finally, one of their group, a pretty girl with long, straight black hair and wearing a sky-blue dress, walked timidly up to Sora. Clearing her throat and with her eyes pointed to the ground, she smiled nervously as she bit her lip.
"Um, Your Majesty…w-would you like to dance with me?"
Sora was surprised by the request and simply nodded. He took the girl by the hand and walked into the center of the ballroom with her.
The others suddenly became jealous as they watched, and they started arguing over who would dance with him next. The mothers started bickering too, whispering and muttering to each other as they discussed whether it would be appropriate for them to dance with the young king as well.
Once Sora was done dancing with the black-haired girl, he was approached by a curvy brunette with waist-length wavy hair, wearing a yellow-green dress.
One by one, each of the daughters in the group approached Sora and danced with him, until only the tall, slender blonde daughter was left. She glanced to the side, approaching Sora as she took his outstretched hand without speaking to him.
The two floated out onto the dance floor. Though her steps were nervous at first, the blonde girl was quite skilled at dancing. Sora simply followed along, grateful that he didn't have to rely too much on those dancing classes.
The girl was quite pretty, her soft aqua-green eyes glittering in the light of the chandeliers even as she barely looked up at her king. She kept blushing through their dance, and Sora simply smiled, mentioning nothing of it. He sympathized with the girl's shyness.
Sora and the blonde girl then returned from the dance floor, and Sora kissed her hand.
"Thank you. That was wonderful. May I have your name?"
Sora pulled this line off with uncharacteristic smoothness, and the girl suddenly blushed as she gave a nervous smile and opened her mouth.
"Um…it's—"
"Mika! Mi-i-i-i-i-i-i-ka! There you are, Mika!"
Steph suddenly appeared out of nowhere and gave the blonde girl a hug. Mika's eyes widened, and she blushed as Steph kissed her on both her cheeks.
"What have you been up to…OH, you were dancing with Sora?"
Steph giggled and turned to Sora.
"Did you know that Mika has a crush on you?"
The blonde girl blushed and slapped Steph on the arm, while Steph simply giggled and approached the rest of the group of noble daughters. Sora suddenly remembered that Steph had been classmates with all of them in school.
"Rin, how are you! You look so pretty in that dress!"
The black-haired girl nodded and smiled, and Steph then turned to the wavy-haired brunette.
"I love your hair, Clara! That's such a great look!"
Steph was a natural in this sort of environment. Sora smiled and backed away as he began wandering around the edge of the ballroom floor again, watching the rest of the dance.
Talking to the noble ladies had been a decent way to pass the time, but Sora was soon thinking about his sister again. The evening would have been far more bearable if Shiro were here. However, she was probably asleep now, still trying to finish off the fever that she had been fighting for almost a week.
Sora suddenly noticed a lull in the activity out on the dance floor as the music stopped. Steph, Jibril, Kurami, Feel, Miko, and Izuna surrounded him and pushed him back to the front of the room. This was an intermission, and Sora was needed for some reason.
Once he had been escorted in front of the crowd of guests, Steph stepped forward to address the room for the second time that evening.
"My lords and ladies, it is good of you all to come tonight to the royal ball. Thank you all for being here."
The ladies began to politely clap, while the men continued to glare silently at Sora.
"Now, as you all know, the royal palace has held far fewer social events than usual this season. Many of our annual events were canceled or rescheduled. In fact, this is the first ball that the royal palace has held this season.
"This is because the last few months have been very turbulent and eventful for our kingdom. We lost our old king and gained a new royal pair. We bet our future as a race in a match against the werebeasts—and won. To compensate for all the social events we had to cancel, we decided to hold this dance in celebration of our recent victories.
"We have come out of this stronger than ever before. Ours is a glorious new empire, one which will unify all of the races on Disboard! And none of it would have been possible without our new king."
Steph suddenly grabbed Sora by the arm and raised it up in the air.
"Long live Imanity! Long live Elchea! Long live our king!"
The entire room cheered, the women more loudly than the men.
Steph turned and smiled at Sora. She then suddenly grabbed him by his arms as she pulled him in and kissed him. The cheers turned into gasps shock as the former crown princess of Elchea made out with her king, thrusting her tongue into his mouth with loud, erotic moans as she rubbed her body longingly against his torso.
Steph pulled away, smiling as a string of drool hung from her tongue.
"I love you, Sora."
Then turning back to the stunned crowd, Steph said, with a grin:
"Now, let the real party begin!"
Steph grabbed her dress and lifted the hem of her skirt off the ground to reveal a pair of high-heeled sandals. Her feet were completely exposed, her freshly-painted toes glittering in cerulean and magenta and golden yellow for all the room to see.
Jibril and Kurami and Feel and Miko and Izuna all lifted up their dresses as well, revealing their open-toed sandals as they flashed the entire ballroom with their slutty feet, toes glittering brightly with metallic nail polish.
Then, to Sora's shock, all of the women in the room began to do the same as well, the beautiful noble wives and daughters of Elchea lifting their skirts up as they revealed their sandals. Their beautiful feet were all uncovered, their toenails painted in a dazzling array of metallic colors to match their eyes and hair and dresses.
The men in the room stared in shock and stepped forward to confront their wives and daughters, but they were brushed aside. The women of the ball had all planned this one moment together as they approached their king, licking their lips as they flashed their toes.
Steph placed her hand across Sora's chest and kissed him again, staring at him through her shimmering, feathery mask.
"Please enjoy yourself, Your Majesty."
Steph and Jibril then suddenly ripped away Sora's robe as they whipped out his cock, showing off Happy-sama to the whole room. The noble ladies stared at Sora's member in awe, squealing as they got even closer.
The aggressive redheaded duchess grabbed Sora first, forcefully kissing him as she fondled the base of his cock. Sora kissed her back, his body growing limp as the duchess's massive breasts crushed his torso, her large, erect nipples sticking through her dress and jabbing his chest.
Sora was then pulled away, his head turned in the other direction as he stared at the tall, blonde countess—Mika's mother. Mika's mother had lost her gentle demeanor now, and her green eyes flashed lustfully as she grasped him and claimed him for her own.
Sora could barely recognize the graceful lady from earlier that evening. The woman in front of him now was brutal, feral, savage. She dug her fingers around Sora's waist, baring her teeth as she thrust her lips against Sora's mouth, fiercely making out with him as she rubbed her bare, uncovered thighs against his cock.
The duchess got back up off the ground, shoving the countess out of the way as she grabbed Sora's cock once again. The blonde and the redhead started fighting over Sora's cock, wrestling and pulling each other's hair and ripping each other's dresses apart until both their breasts and pussies were exposed.
The two MILFs then grabbed Sora by the neck and kissed him at the same time, pressing their lips against his mouth as they both entered him with their tongues. Sora kissed both girls at the same time, enjoying the sensation of both their tongues inside his mouth as both women also began jerking him off as well.
Sora threw his head back, moaning as two pairs of noble MILF hands pleasured him at the same time. He nutted almost immediately, shooting his load all over their expensive silk gloves. The redhead and the blonde began wrestling again, grabbing each other as they continued to fight over Sora before suddenly being pushed out of the way by the rest of the wives.
Sora extended his arm into the air as he began to disappear under a pile of bodies. The elegant, noble wives he had been talking to earlier that evening became mindless animals, utterly unrecognizable, obsessed only with cock as they wrestled each other. Occasionally one of the wives would win, mounting Sora and riding him to orgasm before immediately being dethroned by her rivals.
The pile of bodies before him descended into a wanton orgy of fucking as the beautiful noble MILFs started angrily making out and hate-fucking each other, forming a ring in the center of the ballroom floor with Sora in the middle.
Finally, all the noble wives got in a line, bending over as they presented themselves to their king. Sora went down the line of MILFs, tasting their noble pussies with his cock as he ravaged them from behind. The illustrious women of the realm all became his cum dumpsters as duchesses and countesses, dames and baronesses, heiresses and ministers' wives alike, fell to Sora's cock and became his personal pleasure holes.
Finally, the proudest and most illustrious women of the realm all lay on the floor, their pussies full of cum, while Sora stood in the middle, fully erect.
…
Sora was suddenly surprised to see the slender, blonde daughter of the countess approaching him on her own, still wearing her creamy off-white dress, which was mostly intact, her green eyes still obscured by her bright, sequined mask.
Mika was flanked by two of her friends, the busty brunette and the black-haired beauty from earlier. Together the three daughters stepped over the pile of bodies, where their mothers were busy schlicking in an animalistic frenzy, and stopped at where Sora was standing.
The other two girls stood back, allowing Mika to step forth alone. She stood over Sora, still averting her eyes.
"Your Majesty…"
The girl trembled, biting her lip as she blushed, wiggling her hips. Sora was taken by this frail, shy girl, growing more and more entranced as she finally looked at him, and he stared into her pale, blue-green eyes.
"Your Majesty! I beg of you, p-please…please…"
The blonde girl leaned forward, bowing to Sora as her long, blonde locks dropped towards the floor.
"Please tear apart my pussy with your fat donkey dick!"
Sora was speechless as the shy, delicate girl who could barely look at him suddenly grabbed him by the crotch and began loudly sucking his cock, shamelessly slobbering on his knob in front of the most distinguished nobles in the country. Her two friends knelt down next to her, looking up and smiling at Sora as their friend continued to suck him off.
"Don't you know, Your Majesty? Mika-chan's been obsessed with you for a long time," said the black-haired girl.
"Oh, yes. She fell in love with you once she heard the rumors about your giant horse cock," said the busty brunette.
"Didn't you know? Mika-chan loves huge dicks. The biggest boys in our school are only foot-longs. So disappointing."
In fact, Mika had been unable to look up at Sora during their dance because she was too busy staring at his crotch. She had been nervous as she approached him because she was busy fantasizing about his dick. Now that she could see his schlong in its full glory, she eagerly began pleasuring it, overwhelmed with glee that the rumors had been true. Mika looked up at her king, eyeing him hungrily before bringing her mouth fully down to his hilt as she started deepthroating him.
The other two began to join in, staring at Sora as they each began sucking on one of Sora's balls. All three girls stared at Sora, their bright, beautiful eyes gazing at him underneath their masks as they sucked him off with their lips, until Sora could finally take it no longer and exploded all over the blonde's face.
The blonde pulled out, slurping as the semen inside her mouth started dribbling down her chin, and she started gargling Sora's cum in front of the entire ball. Her two companions joined in, grabbing her by the face and sucking her lips as they both began taking turns kissing her.
Mika then stood back up and ripped up her dress, exposing her flat, nearly-nonexistent breasts and her pale, almost white pussy lips, lined with silvery-white pubes. She then stepped up to the king, stamping her feet as she brought her high-heeled sandals down within centimeters of his dick.
Sora stared at the blonde girl's metallic toenails and immediately grew erect again at the sight of her feet. Mika then got on her hands and knees and turned around, presenting herself to her king.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I almost forgot."
She grabbed her shoes and took them off, throwing them aside. She then flashed her bare feet at her king, wiggling her toes.
"You can fuck me now, Your Majesty."
Mika spread her pussy lips and presented her feet to the king. Her toes were painted in light floral green and honey-gold, shimmering and metallic. Her feet were long and pale, almost pure white. Sora stared at Mika's feet and then looked over the rest of the tall, delicate beauty's body.
He immediately grabbed the frail, slender blonde by the hips and fucked her from behind.
Mika grabbed the floor and slammed her hips against Sora, screaming with pain and pleasure as her pussy was stretched out by her king's inestimable girth. Sora cupped his hands around her tiny breasts and started playing with her thick, juicy pink nipples. He kissed her, making out with her as he continued to pummel her between her legs.
Sora then lifted the blonde girl off the ground as he continued to fuck her, displaying her slender torso to the entire room.
The blonde was tall and lanky, so frail that the outlines of her ribs were showing. She flopped in the air, powerless against the king's cock as it slid inside her. She looked like she would break with each thrust from her massive king, yet she came multiple times, squirting all over the floor as her body took it all.
Sora rubbed himself against her back, moaning as he felt her bony hips. The blonde girl was delicate, her lean, tall body frail as it shook in his hands.
Mika was well-bred, but delicate. Her body had to be treated with the utmost care.
He decided to fuck her in the ass.
Sora threw Mika to the ground and spread her ass cheeks apart as he suddenly began to break in her asshole. Mika screamed in pain, clutching the floor as her legs twitched and her eyes filled with tears. The makeup began running down her face as her hips were shoved apart by Sora's girth. The lanky blonde clenched her teeth as her asshole was bruised black and purple, and she began to piss all over Sora's stomach legs as she came from her hellish ass-beating. Mika began to grind her hips against his waist, crying and grinning from the brutal torture, and she suddenly grabbed Sora by the neck as she kissed him.
The two were locked in a mating position now, Sora's cock still deep inside the graceful ojou-sama's bruised ass-pussy. His noble ass-slave was now addicted to the pain, clutching her king by the neck as she refused to allow him to leave her asshole, growing mad with pain and crying earsplitting howls of ecstasy and agony as she came over and over again.
Sora then threw himself forward as he came inside the noble daughter's asshole one last time, filling her up as her waist expanded underneath his fingers. Once he was done with her, Sora pulled out, exposing her gaping asshole.
Mika groaned and became limp, falling to the ground as she curled her toes and pissed all over the floor.
Sora then turned to the group of teenage girls watching to the side. This was the group of daughters he had danced with earlier that evening—they had watched as Sora had had his way, first with their mothers and then with their classmate, and they now gazed at him, licking their lips as they realized that they were next.
Mika's two companions grinned at Sora, ripping their dresses apart as well as they showed off their naked bodies. They both got on all fours on the floor, taking off their shoes as they presented their feet and asses and pussies.
The rest of the noble daughters then turned around and did the same as well, flanking the comatose Mika as they all got on their hands and knees and presented themselves to the king. In all, there were about two dozen girls, all baring their pussies and assholes and feet for their king to fuck. Their toenails were painted in dazzling metallic colors that matched their hair and eyes and dresses, their toes wiggling and hips shaking in anticipation as they waited for their king's dick.
Sora became erect as he stared at the line of beautiful young pussies and feet. He had just fucked the wives of the nobles of the realm, reaming them until their pussies had turned inside out.
Now he would fuck their daughters.
…
Sora first grabbed Mika's brunette friend by the hips, slamming her thick curves into his crotch as he had his way with her. He then grabbed the black-haired girl, wrapping his arm around her throat as he choked her, slamming his cock into her pussy as she tightened her walls, her face growing red.
Sora then went down the line, fucking each girl one by one, until he had fucked all the noble daughters of the realm. The girls lay in a pile, legs spread, semen dripping from their holes as they stared at the ceiling, delirious with pleasure.
Sora grabbed Mika from the ground and fucked her one more time, pummeling her pale, delicate, bony body as she flopped in the air, writhing with pleasure. Sora lifted her face from the ground, showing off her delirious ahegao-face to the crowd. Her eyes were rolling up in their sockets, and her mouth was twisted in a mindless grin, frothing and drooling as she had yet another orgasm, pressing her hips against Sora's crotch as her fragile body shook and buckled once again.
Her father, one of the richest men in the kingdom, watched, growing erect as his daughter was fucked right in front of him. He began to tearfully touch himself, masturbating as Sora first fucked his wife and then his daughter, nutting inside his pants just as Sora came inside Mika's tight, pink cunny, filling up her skinny, pale body.
The rest of the men began to grab at their pants, growing erect with despair. They watched as the king had his way with each of their wives and daughters, powerless to stop it. Their penises grew helplessly erect, prematurely cumming over and over again as they watched their wives and little princesses became the king's cum dumpsters.
The purpose of this ball had not been to make peace with the nobles.
It had been to humiliate them.
Meanwhile, Steph and Jibril and Kurami and Feel and Miko and Izuna were walking through the room, grabbing men by the balls as they forcibly unzipped their trousers.
"Everyone take off your clothes, now!"
The girls went through the crowd, forcing all the men to strip down until they were completely naked. The men were now completely defenseless, their dicks exposed. Steph strutted in front of the men, yelling at them as she slapped their flaccid cocks.
"Come on, is that all you've got? Go on, get hard for your king! That's an order!"
Steph bent over and started masturbating in front of all the men, who instantly became hard as they watched the former princess of Elchea flicking her bean, a humiliating admission that they too had secretly wanted to fuck her.
The men then descended upon the pile of supine women, grabbing whichever girls they could. The wives and daughters laughed at the cocks on their men, which were pitiful in comparison to Happy-sama. They spread their legs and allowed the men inside, sneering and mocking them as the small, limp dicks of the masked men failed to satisfy them in comparison to Sora's massive member.
The ball degenerated into an orgy as men and women wantonly fucked each other on the dance floor. Steph and Jibril, Kurami and Feel, and Miko and Izuna all joined in as well, entering the pile of copulating bodies as they had their way with whichever men and women they pleased.
"Is that it? That's all you've got? I'll have you know I'm a princess!"
Steph cackled, grabbing two middle-aged men by their cocks as she began manhandling them. The men came within seconds, growing limp and falling to the ground. Steph sneered, placing her foot on their cocks as she stamped them with the soles of her shoes.
"You came this quickly to a girl your daughter's age? Pathetic."
Meanwhile, Jibril had cornered two of the younger men, grabbing them by the necks as they tried to escape. She threw them to the ground, licking her lips as she grabbed their chests and started playing with their nipples.
Both boys popped fear boners, terrified but aroused by the Flügel who was riding on top of them. Jibril giggled, pleased by the erections that the boys had as they gazed upon her body. She made out with each of them in turn, caressing their faces before shoving them down and lifting her dress over her legs. Jibril then restrained the boys, mounting them and riding them until they came.
As the two finally slipped free and ran away, Jibril turned her attention to the crowd of men who were watching her, too aroused to look away, but too terrified to move. She licked her lips and began crawling up to her new prey, her feral eyes flashing wildly.
…
Kurami knelt on the ballroom floor, sucking a line of dicks. Her guests stood and waited as one by one, they were pleasured by her cute little mouth. Kurami stared meekly up at each of her suitors, all older gentlemen with prominent boners, and dutifully choked on their dicks, sucking them until she gagged.
She then looked up at the new group that had surrounded her and found a ring of ladies eagerly eyeing her slender body. Kurami smiled meekly, standing and bowing as the noblewomen of the realm began taking turns kissing and fingering her. Kurami quickly became one of the most popular girls, as men and women alike took turns having their way with the slender pettanko.
Meanwhile, Feel knelt some way off in the distance, pleasuring a line of dicks with her massive breasts. She stared up at the crowd of men who surrounded her, intimidated by their leering grins. Feel squealed as yet another cock shot its load in her face, shuddering as her pussy became soaked. She already had a thick layer of cum on her face, the result of at least a dozen men nutting on her.
Feel was suddenly taken by surprise as one of the men jumped in line and began jerking off to her hair. She shrieked as the man shot his load directly in her hair, covering her golden blonde locks with his semen. Feel puffed her cheeks out and confronted the man.
"That's so rude! You know, you should wait your turn and ask for permission first before cumming in a girl's hair! That's so uncouth. You should be ashamed of yourself, you know. Surely you were raised better than that!"
The rest of the men who were waiting in line got hard as they listened to Feel nagging with her beautiful voice. They started jerking off as well, pumping their dicks next to her face as they stared at her stern expression. The woodland elf was even cuter when she was mad, and all of the old men groaned as they busted their nuts, cumming all over Feel's face.
Feel shrieked and moaned, shuddering as her entire body became glazed by the men's semen. Her long, pointed ears twitched as they received cum as well, with some of the more perverted men shooting their load directly inside her elven ear canals.
Feel felt her open mouth become flooded with semen, and she started masturbating as the cum of at least seven different men filled up her mouth, overflowing and spilling to the floor.
With one last shriek, Feel came all over the ground, curling her toes as the men around her jizzed on her face and body a second time.
…
Miko and Izuna were on the other side of the room, with their own group of enamored followers. The various noble guests of Elchea were fascinated by the two exotic girls, with beastly ears and tails but human faces and bodies.
Each of the two girls were surrounded by a tight ring of nobles who took turns making out with them. The girls and guys who surrounded Miko and Izuna were enthralled by their bodies, ogling their thick metal piercings and groping their breasts and hips.
Miko and Izuna got on the ground and began sucking and eating out the boys and girls who surrounded them. They flicked their tongues, showing the barbell piercings inside their mouths as they began using their long, thick tongues on their suitors' shafts and pussies.
Miko and Izuna then screamed as they began to get fucked. Their tight weregirl pussies squeezed their shafts tightly, constricting them with walls several times stronger than a human, with bodies several degrees hotter than a human's. The men who used them soon succumbed, shooting their load inside the weregirls' pierced snatches before falling to the side, their dicks milked dry by their superhuman pussies.
Sora sat in the middle of the room, holding Mika and her mother in both his arms. The countess and her daughter both clutched Sora's chest, embracing him as they sucked on his nipples.
Mother and daughter began jerking him off together, grabbing his cock with their four hands as they struggled to fit their fingers around his enormous member.
Both women began to rub their bodies against Sora, pressing their breasts and stomachs against his body as they whispered in his ear.
"How's my daughter's body, Your Majesty~? It's nice and slim and long, isn't it? It really looks like it'd break, doesn't it~? But don't worry, she's had lots of practice with big, fat cocks already."
"Do you like Mama's body, Your Majesty~? Aren't Mama's tiny, flat tits and slim waist erotic? I got my body from her, can't you tell~?"
The countess and her daughter both had the same slim physique, with narrow shoulders and tiny breasts, moderately-sized hips that held modest but shapely ass cheeks, and long, slim legs with beautiful, long, pale feet. Mika was already taller than her mother, giving her an exotic, faerie-like quality about her.
The two girls looked like sisters. Other than Mika's height, they were almost identical. Even their toenails were painted the same shades of floral green and honey-gold, glittering metallic shades that matched perfectly with their pale white skin and silvery hair.
The girls blushed as their king ogled their feet. They looked up at Sora with a smile and opened up their mouths as they stuck their tongues out at him, clamoring for his kiss.
Sora grabbed both women on the head—and removed their masks instead.
Daughter and mother both stared at Sora in shock as their faces were fully revealed. The mother's eyes were sharp and sexy and narrow, the daughter's large and innocent, but both shared the same bright aquamarine irises.
Both girls had beautiful, long blonde hair, so light in color that it was almost white. The countess's hair was cut in long, sweeping bangs over the front of her face that covered one eye, while her daughter had parted bangs that fell on either side of her face.
Mika and her mother both giggled as Sora stared at them without their masks for the first time. Their cheeks were flushed, and they were delighted that Sora was pleased with their appearances. Both women were even more beautiful without their masks on, and Sora grabbed them both by the chin as he started licking their mouths and noses and ears. Both girls moaned, thrusting their cheeks at him as he took turns tonguing them across the face.
Mother and daughter aristocrat then got on their knees, sucking their king off as they slurped on his cock at the same time. Mika began sucking Sora's tip, while her mother sucked off his shaft on the side.
Both women stared up at their master, their green eyes shimmering lustfully. These two illustrious women of high birth, two of the most elite members of high society, had become Sora's whores, publicly humiliating themselves as they slobbered on his dick.
Sora fucked Mika's tender young throat again, thrusting his cock inside her mouth before shooting his load. His cock then swelled up so much that it slipped out of her mouth, and Sora began to cum on both girls' faces instead, glazing both Mika and Mika's mother with his sperm.
The two girls giggled, opening their mouths and cleaning Sora off as their eyes and noses were completely draped with his thick, white cum. Once they were finished sucking Sora's cock and making it hard again, the two women then turned around and showed off their backsides. Mother whore and daughter whore lay on top of each other on the ground, presenting themselves with their pussy lips stacked on top of each other.
Sora then began to service both women, taking Mika first and ramming her right in front of her mother, fucking her barely legal pussy until he came inside her womb, before pulling out and putting his dick in Mika's mother, fucking her fully-ripened, MILF pussy in front of her daughter before cumming inside her mature snatch as well.
Both women gripped the ground, curling their bare toes and shaking as they began to cum. They shook their pussies, pressing their breasts and faces to the ground as they presented themselves again and begged for more.
Sora grabbed both women and had his way with them once again, fucking them multiple times and cumming inside them until they were both overflowing all over the ground.
The mother and daughter nobles got back up, crawling towards their king as they climbed on his lap and kissed him again. Sora tasted their well-bred mouths, savoring the taste of their noble saliva before pulling away, strings of drool still hanging from the girls' lips.
Once they had both kissed him again, Mika and her mother suddenly pulled away—and started kissing each other. Mother and daughter made out in front of Sora, shamelessly thrusting their tongues together as they began rubbing their naked bodies against each other.
"mmm…chu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-U…nu-u-u-u-u-ru-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…J-UU-U-U-U-U-U-U-UUU-U-U-UU-UU-U-BU-U-U-U-U…"
"JU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-PA-A-A-A-A-A-AA…chu-u-u-u-u-u-u…re-re-ro-RO-O-O-O…nyu-u-u-u-u-u…nu-u-u-u-u-RU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…"
"You taste wonderful, Mama~"
"I can taste His Majesty's cum in your throat, Mika~"
The girls pulled away, a strand of spit between their lips as they looked up at Sora, smiling as he masturbated to them.
"How was that, Your Majesty~? Did you like it?"
"Was it that pleasing to watch, me kissing Mama~?"
Mother and daughter grinned as they stared up at Sora, sticking out their tongues teasing him, wiggling them around. Mother and daughter then suddenly squealed as the king glazed them with his balls, cumming all over their faces. They then licked each other on the face, cleaning each other off with their tongues.
Mother and daughter turned to Sora and opened their mouths, sticking out their tongues as they showed him all the cum that they had licked up. Then closing their mouths, Mika and her mother swallowed Sora's seed before opening their mouths again and showing off their pristine tongues and throats.
Sora was pleased with what he saw, and he grasped them both by the backs of their heads as he started kissing them both at the same time, pressing their faces together as he enveloped both of their mouths with his lips. The mother and her daughter blushed, surprised but grateful for the chance to be intimate together with him.
Mika and her mother made out with the king at the same time, their tongues locked in a three-way kiss. Their tongues met with Sora's, thrashing together inside his mouth. Sora moaned as he felt two different tongues against him at the same time, and he squeezed both girls' asses as he felt them both tonguing his throat with their mouths at once.
Finally, mother and daughter pulled away, grabbing each other and kissing one last time as Sora watched and masturbated. Mika and her mother made out for the last time, thrusting their tongues into each other's throats as Sora gave their faces one final nut.
…
The orgy continued, wantonly and carelessly, the guests reduced to animals climbing on top of each other and helplessly relieving their desires with no regard for social relations whatsoever. Husbands watched and masturbated as other men fucked their wives, and fathers watched as their daughters choked on strange men's dicks.
In the center of it all was Sora, who stood in the middle of the room as four different girls lay on the ground and gave him a footjob at the same time. Eight beautiful, curvy, long feet were curled around his cock: four pairs of feet, eight different soles, forty different toes, all pleasuring him at once.
"How are my feet, Your Majesty? Aren't they so pretty and pale and thin? You like mine the best, don't you?"
The tall, skinny blonde Mika giggled as she lifted her slender legs and rubbed her long, white slender feet against Sora's tip, playing with his urethra and foreskin as her light green and gold toes glided across his tip.
"No way! He likes them big and juicy, with toes you can suck and taste. Isn't that right, Your Majesty?"
The curvy, big-breasted brunette Clara smiled and moved her big, curvy, pink soles along Sora's shaft, massaging him with her large, fleshy toes, painted in soft tones of cream and brown, with her two big toes painted bright green.
"Get real. The king likes long, slender toes that can hold a grip. Isn't that right, Your Majesty?"
The raven-haired Rin pouted as she caressed Sora's ballsack with her long, slightly bony feet. She cupped each testicle in one foot, rubbing and massaging them with her long, flexible toes, which were painted in snowy white, jet black, and glittering electric blue.
"Shut the fuck up, you whores. This cum dumpster body and these slutty pussy-feet belongs entirely to Happy-sama. You really think you amateurs can compete?"
Steph grinned at Sora, licking her lips as she wrapped the base of Sora's cock with her beautiful, elegant feet and kneaded him with her brightly-colored blue and purple and gold toes. Steph continued to rub him with the balls of her feet as she started wiggling her toes, teasing Sora with her beautiful toenails. She knew her master better than anyone else, and Sora's cock shivered and twitched as Steph slammed her whore-feet down against his pelvis.
The four pleasured Sora in unison, enveloping his shaft all at once they buried his dick underneath their feet-pussies. Their beautiful, lusty feet-pussies slid across his shaft, teasing and tormenting him until he finally came, shooting his load on all eight of the erotic, slutty soles that had serviced him.
The four noble girls all squealed at the same time as they received their milky surprise. Their toes and soles were now completely glazed, their feet marked as a sign of their servitude.
The girls looked up at their king and giggled, lifting their legs and playing with themselves as they spoke in unison:
"How were our feet, Your Majesty~? Aren't they sexy and hot?"
The girls raised their feet to Sora's face, spreading and wiggling their toes, giggling as he became hard again.
The orgy continued into the early hours of the morning. No acknowledgment of the rising sun was made as light began to stream in through the windows. Instead, the orgy only ended as slowly, one by one, the guests collapsed to the floor and passed out completely.
Sora was last, lying on top of the wealthiest and most illustrious wives and daughters in Elchea as he fell asleep on a bed of women.
It was only in the afternoon that the guests slowly began to wake up. The maids of the royal palace were already waiting, this time dressed in their usual erotic uniforms that showed off their breasts and pussies and feet.
The men all looked down at the floor as they got up in humiliation, while the women glanced in Sora's direction, blowing kisses at him.
The maids bowed and motioned towards the doors to the ballroom. The women's sandals had been retrieved and placed at the entrance, and the women put their shoes back on, smiling and chatting with each other as they started talking about the king's performance. Meanwhile, the men didn't even get shoes, and their sullied, semen-stained clothes had all been thrown away.
The nobles that had gathered for the party filed out of the ballroom one by one, forced to march through the palace completely naked before slipping out the back, where their carriages were already waiting for them.
One by one, Sora's girls began to wake up. They yawned and rubbed their eyes, looking around at the guests who were leaving. Starting with Steph, each girl climbed on top of Sora's erect penis, riding him as they had their way with him, fucking him until he came inside their bodies. One by one, each girl had her turn like this, until finally Izuna finished milking Sora's balls and climbed off Sora's body, her underage snatch dripping cum and pussy juice all over the marble floor.
The girls then grabbed Sora by the face and started making out with him. This time Jibril was first, taking Sora by the neck and kissing him, and Steph was last, plunging her tongue down his throat before pulling out and slurping up the spit from all the other girls that had collected in his mouth.
The girls then began chatting, talking like normal as if nothing extraordinary had happened.
"So, what do you all want to do now?"
"I'm hungry. Let's go eat."
"Right. Let's get the maids. OY, you there, is there anything to eat in this palace other than pussy?"
Once all the guests had finally gone, the six girls got up, idly touching themselves as cum leaked out from their pussies and assholes, not bothering to clean themselves off as they exited the ballroom naked and headed for the kitchen.
Sora couldn't get the thought of the beautiful noblewomen of the realm out of his head, and his erect penis was already throbbing with desire again as he stared at the asses of his six personal sex slaves.
…
"Nii."
"How are you doing, Shiro?"
Shiro raised her head up and looked at her brother. Sora smiled and tousled his sister's hair. There was some more color to her face than before.
"I'm bored, Nii~. I mostly just slept all day."
"Yeah, that happens when you're sick, doesn't it? We had a ball last night for all the ministers and nobles in the kingdom."
Shiro gazed at her brother and said nothing for a moment. Then…
"That sounds boring."
"Yeah, I'm sure you wouldn't have liked it."
Sora lay back for a moment and stared up at the ceiling.
"Why'd you have a ball?"
"I don't know. It was Steph's idea. She runs everything that's not related to games, you know."
"Oh. But why'd she plan a royal ball for a Wednesday?"
The color drained from Sora's face. "W-Wednesday?"
"Yeah, Wednesday. Why'd you have a dance on a Wednesday?"
Sora had now turned completely white. He turned his back to Shiro, hiding his face. Yesterday had been a Saturday. Even though she should have clearly noticed the room growing dark and light again multiple times, she had completely lost memory of three entire days. Shiro was losing her sense of time.
Wednesday had been the last time Sora had come to visit his sister. He had been seeing her every day until the last few days, when he'd started skipping his visits.
"Um…keep on getting better, OK, Shiro? I'll stop by again tonight."
"Are you sure, Nii? You're still busy. It's not the weekend yet."
"Y-Yeah. Don't worry about it."
Sora left the room and closed the door behind him. A beautiful young maid with short auburn hair and a mole under her right eye, the same girl Sora had fucked the night his sister had gotten sick, stood at the door, awaiting her king, wearing the standard palace uniform that showed off her naked breasts and thighs and feet.
"Your Majesty."
The maid grasped her king by the face and made out with him, the standard greeting now for all women inside the palace upon seeing the king. Sora didn't move as the maid kissed him, his penis remaining flaccid for once.
"G-Go…Go get the doctor."
"Sire?"
"Just do it! Get me the doctor! NOW!"
The maid scrambled to obey his orders. Sora simply slumped down to the floor, sitting against the wall as he buried his head in between his legs.
I generally don't like giving names to background characters in my fics, but I found it too awkward not to do it this time.
Mika is named after the Idolmaster CG character, because her personality is the exact opposite of Jougasaki Mika's. I imagine her as looking like Aoyama Mio from The World God Only Knows, but much taller, or perhaps like any of the blonde characters from Mochi au Lait's yuri doujins.
I based Rin off Shibuya Rin from Cinderella Girls, and I based Clara off the ClariS singer of the same name. This means that I based their appearances off their namesakes as well.
As for the mothers, I imagined the red-haired duchess as Aquila from Kantai Collection, and Mika's mother as Lusamine from Pokémon Sun and Moon.