Two weeks later…

Sora was woken up with a blowjob, lying on his bed and having his first conscious sensation of the day be several mouths coupled around his cock.

Sora smiled and let the moment crash over him like a wave, feeling no need to get up immediately. When he finally basked in the moment long enough and felt free to open up his eyes, he lifted his head to see Stephanie Dola, former princess of Elchea, and Jibril, youngest of the Flügel, and his own sister, Shiro, Queen of Elchea, sucking him off together.

Shiro was naturally in the center, taking care of his head, as his other two bitches kneeled at his sides. Shiro's lips curled into a grin as she continually left a trail of kisses around her brother's engorged glans.

"Good morning, Nii."

Sora promptly shot his load all over the girls, rewarding them with a hot thick load first thing in the morning. Steph, Jibril, and Shiro flinched, but otherwise remained exactly as they were, their tongues sticking out and plastered to his cock as he nutted on them all.

Steph and Jibril and Shiro sat up in front of their king, wiggling their chests and allowing their breasts to jiggle (or in Shiro's case, her lack of breasts to stand out prominently). The two concubines crawled up to Sora and looked at him with deep, peering gazes and cute smiles.

"Good morning, Sora."

"Good morning, Master."

All around Sora, the other four concubines in his harem stirred and got up, joining their master and putting their hands across his shoulders, giggling with their faces close to him.

"I love you, Sora."

"I love you, Master~"

"I love you, Sora~"

"(giggle) I love you, Sora!"

"I love you, Sora, desu."

"(giggle) I love you, Sora."

"…I love you, Nii."

Shiro and the six others all faced Sora and reminded him why he had captured their bodies so again, facing him with their declarations of love as they got closer to him.

Sora responded to each of their pleas, kissing them on the lips as his dick got harder. After some time, they pulled away, and Sora promptly began his day off by servicing all seven of his women, plunging his cock into their sticky pussies until they were filled with cum again.

It was at that point that it came time for the king to rise from his bed, and at that moment, the doors to the royal bedchamber were opened by two maids, busty with big breasts, and in came in an entire entourage of beautiful women with perfectly done hair, jewels hanging from big necklaces on their shoulders, dangling from their ears, drizzled with shining gems all over their bodies. They were all wearing loose nightgowns, fitting for their job of preparing the king when he got up in the morning.

As the king, Sora had completed the job of assembling his new household. These were all his ladies-in-waiting, the women who were in charge of assisting and dressing the king in the mornings and at night. The women chosen for this role were all of noble birth, high-ranking court women of Elchea, with this job being a prestigious honor.

Sora's seven women climbed off the bed, his royal consort and stepsister, Shiro, last. She kissed Sora on the cheek and then gave a flirty wave goodbye before hopping off the bed. The seven girls then headed into the showers in the bathroom connected to the bedroom, and Sora looked on from his bed alone at this gathering of women.

As the king, Sora had one hundred ladies-in-waiting appointed to the court, of which fifty were nobles and fifty were otherwise high-ranking commoners, but only twenty of them served on a regular basis, all nobles, the others only appearing for ceremonial purposes. These were some of the most beautiful, high-born women of the land. Many familiar faces were here, including Steph's classmates from the girls' academy, Clara, Rin, and Mika, as well as some older, beautiful mothers, like the flirty blonde, her rival the horny red-headed vixen duchess, and many others. There were women of all ages and body shapes, but all having in common the fact that they were unspeakably gorgeous.

Like Sora's concubines, these women were given incredibly long toenails, all expertly painted in glittering metallic polish, and matching fingernails. While they did not have the crowns of a member of the harem, they each wore miniature crowns of silver, with a series of smaller jewels studded around the hoops and band, signifying their status as high-born servants of the king.

They were gathered in three rows, of six in the front and then eight and then six in the back. All at once, these noble women of the court grasped the collars of their nightgowns and untied them, slipping them to the ground as they revealed themselves and became completely naked.

And so, Sora took his women of the court and had his way with them. Taking them out of the line-up, he threw them each against the wall and slammed his cock into them from behind while they embraced the wall spread eagle with hands above their heads and feet spread wide apart, with their hips shaking and thrusting back into their king.

While his girls showered, he had sex with all these girls, bending them over and fucking them against the wall. Taking them each one at a time first, Sora made sure they all felt his cock. He fucked each of Steph's friends, and then the beautiful, hot, lusty MILF's. There were younger maidens who were single, and older, fitter women who were married. He fucked them all, taking them indiscriminately, and pounding them in their pussies and their anuses.

Sora's ladies-in-waiting made sure their master was completely satisfied, seeing to it that he did not want for a single bit of pleasure, as they let their tongues be pasted to his body, making sure that all over, he felt the warm embrace of women.

Like fruits hanging from a low branch, their breasts jiggled above his face and around his cock; same with their asses too, which parted in front of him to show the beautiful nestled forests, filled with grass and morning dew of white.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sora lay down and grabbed his women, who assembled in a line waiting for him, and put them on top of him, allowing their bodies to jiggle fully while they bounced on top of his dick.

In addition, Sora made sure to taste their feet. Tastefully decorated in white sandals with lots of straps, these all came off as the ladies gathered along the edges of the bed, burying their faces in the sheets as they showed their feet and toes with the soles facing up. Sora promptly tasted them all, ordering his noble ladies to remain completely unwashed and unshowered in the mornings so he could taste their noble sweat.

Like the noble ladies themselves, their feet were every bit as pure and well-bred as their faces, and there was much to enjoy from each of the toes that he tickled with his lips. Still not quite accustomed to this morning routine but already quite familiar with each of the twenty girls' bodies, Sora pleasured their toes each in the way they liked, doing exactly what he knew would make them throw their faces into the bed in ecstasy and make their toes throb madly with euphoria.

Meanwhile, in the adjoining bathroom, the seven ornately decorated shower stalls continued running with hot water as Sora's concubines all took their time washing themselves, their crowns lying on velvet cushions outside in the dressing room. The girls hummed sweetly to themselves, knowing that they were in no rush.

Outside, Sora was still mating with his girls, plowing their plump cheeks as cum bubbled forth from their tight brown assholes. Even though they were noblewomen, their assholes and pussies still filled the room with stink, the miasma of sex and ass. Their noble farts still came out steaming and strong, irritating Sora's nose and bloating his cock. He could only grasp his women and grope them even harder, filled with the urge to plow them and truly teach them the meaning of nobility with his cock until their graces' pussies could remember nothing but his cum anymore.

Finally, Sora lay back on the bed as the blonde mamma and her cute, slightly flat-chested daughter Mika strutted up to their lord and shared his cock together.

These two ladies had been made joint ladies of the bedchamber, the highest ranking among the ladies-in-waiting. As such, they had the honor of personally cleaning the king's cock together last, their mouths wrapping over the tip of Sora's dick on both sides.

For Mika and her mamma to be given this honor, despite only being minor nobility, was a true shock indeed. But more than (just) rank, it was important that the holders of such an honored position have tight, delectable bodies, absolutely perfect for the fucking, and in this respect, both mother and daughter passed with flying colors.

The mother and daughter took their honor seriously, giggling and smiling with flirtatiously batting eyelashes as they placed their tongues all down Sora's sloppy shaft, taking turns enveloping the tip of his shaft in their mouths and rolling it around on their tongues.

Mika and her mamma couldn't help but grin as they continued to pleasure Sora's big bloated cock together. They locked their fingers together, wiggling their fingers and allowing their long fingernails to click against each other. But lifting their eyebrows up and down, the two ladies of the bedchamber understood that their master wanted something more from them.

Pulling their slippery lips off the king's shaft, mother and daughter looked at each other and put their mouths against each other, sticking out their tongues to give each other a long, drawn-out kiss, sucking on each other's lips as they began making lewd noises from their throats, moaning long and deep with soft giggles as their fingers continued lying interlocked against each other.

"mm-m-m-m-mmm-m-m~…CHU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…*JU-U-U-U-U*…chu-u-u-u-PA-A-A-A-A-A…JUU-U-U-U-U-RU-U-U-U-U…CHU-U-U—PA-A-A-A-A…"

Mika and her mother laughed and locked lips, practically sucking each other's spit down before drawing their tongues back into their mouths and looking back up at Sora. They were happy to see that he was much harder now, and taking turns with their mouths, both mother and daughter began to deep throat him, slamming their faces deep and hard into his crotch until their collected saliva began to mix together on his cock. As each half of the mother-daughter pair pulled out, a thicker and thicker film of spit was left behind with them, forming a congealed mass on Sora's massive shaft that promptly went into the other's mouth seconds later.

Finally, the blonde mother and her daughter slid their mouths down Sora's cock, grinding with their lips roughly until his semen spilled out in rich rushes and flows, pouring from his open urethra while Mika and her mama kept their lips around the corona of his tip, receiving the full blast uninhibited on the bridges of their noses before it quickly spread out to the other parts of their faces. Mika and her mother pulled away, keeping themselves within the radius of the king's nutblast, and sticking their tongues out, until they were fully glazed.

The co-ladies of the bedchamber put their hands together again, looking at the king with smiles to gauge his reaction. When Sora's face told them they had done a good job, the two noble ladies wiggled their hips and crawled forward to both put their lips together on Sora's head, kissing his cock one last time, just as the seven members of Sora's harem came out of the shower, wiggling their hips and rubbing their towels all over their hair.

Mika and her mother got up again and joined the line of noble women standing in front of the bed. It was now time for all of them to get dressed, as well as to dress Sora's consorts and finally Sora, himself.

The noble ladies of the bedchamber dressed themselves without any problem. As the highest-ranking women in the kingdom other than Sora's personal harem, they were not allowed to clean the king's cum from their bodies, instead being forced to show themselves glazed with Sora's semen as status of their high rank. Without cleaning themselves, they put on their clothes—green mini-bikinis lined with silver trimming. For the older, more endowed women, with bigger and darker areolae, these were not sufficient enough to cover their nipples, nor to keep in their bountiful pubic hairs. Nor were the slenderer, younger schoolgirls able to keep their bodies fully inside as well, with the backs of their bottoms being nothing more than thong strings.

For Sora's harem, his six lesser girls were dressed in red and gold micro-bikinis, with much the same problems as the other swimsuits, and with their feet strapped into sleek, sexy, clear open-toed stilettos.

Finally, Shiro herself, the queen, wore nothing but a tiny little micro string bikini, white with little squares of cloth less than a square centimeter large each over her two nipples and her clitoris. She, along with Sora's other sex slaves, stood still with her arms spread out as the beautiful women all around her touched her and rubbed her while putting on her skimpy bikinis and her sleek high heels. The process was very slow, as the noble ladies couldn't go very quickly with their overlong fingernails, and the process quickly became nothing more than an excuse to molest each of the seven beauties extensively.

At the end of it, all twenty-seven girls stood in front of Sora, with the chamber ladies in the back, Sora's six sex starlets in front of them, and his sister Shiro at the very front, all with glittering tiaras on their heads, scandalously tiny, barely-there bikinis over their voluptuous or flat bodies, and their feet all glittering in display in their new shining stiletto sandals.

Last to be dressed was the king himself. A group of his intimate bed maids crawled forward and cleaned the last of the semen dangling off his cock with their mouths, and then the twenty ladies-in-waiting all surrounding their king and slowly started to dress him. With their long fingernails, they struggled to do this quickly, taking their time to pull on Sora's simply T-shirt and jeans and socks and shoes, but that was the point.

While the other girls touched and rubbed their king in getting his clothes on, two girls were always in charge of holding his cock up, ostensibly to "keep it out of the way" but really for other purposes, of course. Especially as, every third seconds, he ordered the girls to switch out and for a new pair to assume their position, caressing the king's cock and holding it up. Sora made no secret of growing more erect as he forced all these beautiful women to touch his cock, and each of them made sure to look up at him with innocent, sweet smiles, as if they didn't know exactly what they were doing.

In the end, Mika and her mother, the highest-ranking non-royal women in the country, were last to clutch the king's dick as all around the rest of him, the women finally finished dressing him, after several minutes spent dicking around and just looking for excuses to grope his body or "accidentally" cup his ballsack in their palms. Practiced in their duties, Sora's noble beauties did not graze him with their nails at all, except to lightly scratch him below his ears and at the nape of his neck, gently teasing him around his sensitive areas down his back or at his sides, every single touch purposefully crafted to tease his senses.

Mika and her blonde MILF mom let go at last of Happy-sama when Sora was done getting dressed. They did not tuck it into Sora's open fly, but rather let go of it and let it hang floppily down the front of his pants. As the King, Sora had the right to let his dick fly, and it was to be exposed at all times, not hidden behind his trousers.

Sora and his entourage emerged from the royal bedchambers, where the halls were filled with maids and servants going about their daily rounds. Each of them stopped and bowed to the royal couple as they traveled down the corridors.

"Good morning, Your Majesties! Good morning, Happy-sama!"

Each of the maids and the various other employees of the palace wore copper bands around their right arm and on their left thigh, in the shape of a miniature crown. Like with the miniature silver coronets on the ladies-in-waiting's heads, the golden crowns on his concubines and on his sister, these symbolized the honor of being chosen by Happy-sama as a suitable mate to fuck, each of these pieces of royal decoration a symbol that its wearer had been fucked by the king many times.

The maids and servants of the palace did not keep the long fingernails that the noble women of the bedchamber did, having to perform tasks with their hands. But their toenails, showing out of their elevated platform sandals, were still long. Though not nearly as long as those of the noble women who surrounded Sora, these stuck out from the tops of their toes anyway and were prominently visible hanging over the edges of their high heels.

Sora's life was now one of incredible privilege. He interacted only with women now, meeting with, speaking with, eating with, and sleeping with only women. He was completely isolated from men in every way whatsoever, surrounded only by those beings that he could fuck.

All social interaction was truncated and drastically simplified now, to the point where the only social interactions he did were toward the end of mating, every word spoken and every glance given solely for the purposes of coupling with the pussies in front of him, grinding and thrusting until his hips shook, and his cum was deposited into a woman's body.

All of the positions in the palace were exclusively occupied by women now, the few remaining men now entirely removed. For the "utilitarian" positions that required strength, these had been finally filled in by weregirls, the sturdier and stronger of the species being chosen to replace the men.

Sora went down the halls, occasionally choosing a nice, ripe piece of ass to thrust his dick into. The women submitted to Happy-sama's rule, gleefully shaking their hips and crying out lusciously as all the other girls watched with jealous blushes on their faces.

When he reached the double doors of the palace, newly in place were beautiful, tall, sculpted weregirls, statuesque like Amazonian guards. They were completely naked, except for the leather straps tied all around their limbs and their rough, burly leather sandals, as they held giant spears. Their big breasts jiggled freely, giant nipples rock hard.

Two weregirls, one silky and soft, smooth white, the other busty brown tanned, stood at the edges of the doors. Hanging down the sides of their hair, right next to their animal ears, were little copper hairpins, in imitation of Miko's hairpiece, gleaming. These were the design of the copper decorations for weregirls, and like with the copper bands on the human servants, they once again showed their status as the king's fuck-mates, ready for him to play with at any moment. Like with the copper bands, these hairpieces signified that the wearer had received dozens of creampies from their master, their bodies made to service him completely, down every body part, until there was nothing left that Sora had not touched and embraced with the royal touch of his dick.

Without any warning or preface, Sora grabbed each of these monstrously buff, beautiful women around their waists and made love to them, smashing his hips into them as they stayed in position the best they could, moaning and embracing the king with their legs as their spears shook in their hands. After a quick rutting with each girl, Sora ended up thrusting his cum into them all, the guards resuming their normal positions with semen dripping from their thick slippery pussies and magnificent booties.

Sora and his harem, including his sister, then slipped through the double doors, heading out into the royal courtyards to enjoy their morning.

"Nii~…today is a special day, is it not?"

Shiro ran her hand down her beloved brother's arm and gazed at him knowingly.

"Yes, Shiro…"

Sora knew exactly what was so special about this day as he and his harem went around the gardens, looking over the flowers while his erect dick continued shaking up and down in front of him. But he didn't answer himself, because he wanted to hear it direct from his sister's own lips.

Shiro played along, cocking her head with a slight look of admonishment but easily giving into her brother's impish behavior.

"We are all ovulating today, Nii. It is time to perform your role as King and produce your issue."

Sora's cock completely hardened, sticking up at an acute angle once he finally heard his sister say this.

That was right. All the girls in the palace were ovulating, and not just the ones in his harem. Their cycles had all converged in harmony with each other, and they were all the point in their cycles where they most acutely desired their master, hungering after him even more than usual than their already rapacious thirst for him.

It was thus obviously his duty to satisfy all of them, to look after his royal household in the same way he looked after his nation. It was still early in the morning, but as king, Sora was expected to pleasure the over one thousand women in his palace duly to satisfaction while their eggs were releasing and still available for fertilization.

Sora looked towards his sister and recognized the solemnness of his duty. Then, taking her hand, they headed back into the palace together.

…

From then on, for the next twenty-four hours, it was open season upon any and all of the women of the palace who served the majesties. Grabbing the lucky first few maids who found themselves crossing his path, Sora disrupted their routines immediately by putting his hands around their waists and pulling them to the floor, coupling with them until he came inside.

For all the many servants who were caught in a group, Sora made sure to make love to them all, whether in turn or all at once, making sure not to neglect a single servant as he put his arms around all of their exposed bodies, easily able to grab onto their flesh through the many slits and gaps cut into their clothing, his cock easily able to find their hairy pussies and thick, burly assholes and plumb them all silly until they were full of cum.

The hallways became smeared with cum, pussy fluid dripping out of every backside and loin until the carpets were damp and smelling with the stench of sex.

Having the list of all servants and other workers who were employed by the palace, it was easy to go into every chamber, every office of the palace. Every woman who worked within the palace grounds was to be fucked; it was inevitable.

Sora and his harem went into the library, where he fucked the royal librarian and all her assistants, pulling their satin robes above their naked bodies beneath and mounting them, fucking their ripe, bulbous hips and fucking their pussies and assholes until they came. They went into the offices and fucked the royal secretaries, Sora pushing his cock into their obedient pussies as sheaves of royal correspondence flew from the desks.

Each and every one of the palace workers, from the inner offices to the gardens, received the king's cock through the course of their work. To finish off his busy morning, Sora headed into the toilets, where a maid was cleaning. Having picked her at the perfect time, Sora made use of her body while she dangled over the toilet bowl, interrupted in the act of cleaning by her master's sudden appearance.

But this servant submitted as well, and she made no objections to being used by her master, her glimmering bronze circlets showing herself to be someone who was available and freely at the use of her big-dicked master at any time.

Sora gladly let out a few good thick pumps of quality cum into the girl's hips and asshole, pulling away as he shooed her out with a slap on her ass. The maid obeyed her master, wiggling her toes in assent and bowing to him, before making herself scarce. Sora then pulled down his pants and relaxed as he sat down on the toilet seat

…

"PHHPPHPHPHPHPHPHGTTTTHTHHBBBBB-B-B-B-B-B-B…BBRRRRBPPPPP-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P…THWEEEEEEEEEPP-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P…PLOP…PLOP…PLOPPPPPP…"

Sora sat relaxedly at the toilet, a grin on his face as he evacuated the first of the waste in his bowels first thing in the morning.

The king was never alone. He was accompanied firstly by his harem, who surrounded him at all times. But when the king was using the restroom, he was accompanied also by his ladies-in-waiting, who accompanied their master in the very important duties of emptying himself.

It was proper for a king to be attended upon during these times, as affirmation of his royal power. And so, as Sora made sure to let out most of his waste, he required a proper relaxing of his lower muscles to put him in a perfect state of calm to push the rest out.

And thus, Mika and her mother were called forward again to service their master. The mother and daughter duo grinned and knelt on the ground, putting their mouths on Sora's crotch with their faces next to the toilet bowl, and began sucking his cock.

While they sucked him off, Sora continued farting, with a few more rich plops coming out, a little bit of the toilet water even hitting the mother and daughter nobles in the face during the splashback. Both girls simply giggled reassuringly as it did this, continuing to suck Sora off together.

This was the honor of being the premier ladies of the bedchamber—they were given the honor of sucking the king off during his shits. When he did not choose to have one of his concubines do it, the honor fell to them. He was accustomed to this mother and daughter pair, and he allowed them to participate frequently and enthusiastically, essentially extending this honor the whole of the nobility of the kingdom by proxy.

The whole of the nobility of Elchea thus gave Sora a blumpkin as Mika and her mother serviced him, the glimmering crowns on their heads, larger and studded with more jewels than those of all the other noble ladies in waiting, the symbol of this. These silver crowns, their glittering jewels were the mark of honor signifying the royal blumpkins these two girls had given, a particularly rare distinction that would surely be marked on their family's coat of arms for generations to come, so that all of their descendants in the future would know of all the times Mika and her mother had sucked off the king's cock while he was taking a shit.

Sora came on both girls' faces, splattering the dried cum already pasted across their eyelids with a fresh new load. And at that moment, he immediately spewed out the rest of the waste contained within his bowels, dropping it into the toilet.

At this moment, the two head ladies of the bedchamber crawled away, turning around to show their dribbling pussies and assholes, still marked with the reminders of the king's romp that morning.

At this moment, Steph and Jibril walked over to the toilet to inspect the royal shit, gazing at the king's monumental payload and bowing reverently to it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Both girls took a deep, rich sniff, appreciating the odor. Kurami and Feel stepped forward as well to admire the thick and beautiful log, doing the same as well as they thanked their king for his production. Izuna and Miko stepped forward, their particularly sensitive werebeast noses making them squirt beyond belief down their legs as they smelled the king's shit, and then finally, the ladies of the bedchamber took their turn, admiring the king's deuce together.

Mika and her mother put their fingers on the flush handle together and removed the waste, and then Sora sat back down on the toilet, this time lifting his legs up as it was now time to clean up the mess around his hole.

The king, naturally, needed to be wiped, and this job was left to the second-ranking ladies of the bedchamber, the ladies of the stool.

This office, the second most powerful in the royal court, was given to Rin and Clara, Steph's two other friends from school, and the red-haired duchess together. Once again wishing to draw a contrast between the two teens' youthful faces and the hot big-breasted MILF's mature, powerful presence, Sora had appointed the three of them to hold the office together.

And so, their glittering silver crowns, not as heavy and bejeweled as that of the blonde Mika's and her mother's, but more radiant and gleaming than that of the fifteen other noblewomen's, sat upon their heads, as a permanent mark of their honor.

Rin and Clara and the redheaded duchess kneeled in front of the toilet, and grasping the roll of toilet paper in their hands, with a bowl of water, got to work wiping the king's anus.

This ritual, like all the rest, was attended upon with the most solemn and dutiful seriousness by all the beauties attending. Though their fingernails were long, the girls made sure to use toilet paper generously, both to cushion their king's anus from their nails and to keep their nails themselves from touching the king's shit.

But as it was all wiped away, with wettened toilet paper to properly clean the king's anus and then dried paper to completely pat it dry, Sora's asshole emerged, new and freshly cleansed, with the girls all bowing and then clapping in congratulations of the feat.

It was now time to bless Sora's anus with the final cleaning of all. This honor was given to the vixen duchess, who lowered her head as Sora looked down at her from above, a sneering smile on his face. The duchess's lips turned up with gratitude, and she sank her lips deep into Sora's anus as she began to lick the master's hole clean.

Going rapidly, with deep, quick sweeps of her tongue, the duchess promptly fulfilled her role as a noble lady of the bedchamber, one of the highest privileges she could hope to attain through her noble birth as she made sure to produce plenty of drool that would be sucked up through those same lips seconds later.

Making sure her velvet soft tongue was perfectly moist for the task, the duchess spared no pains to make this final cleaning as pleasurable as possible. Her two companions watched closely, lowering their heads respectfully.

Sora let out a quick fart, which landed on the duchess's tongue. It was no matter—she was expected to continue immediately, and she did anyway, with not even a gag as the horrible infusion of methane went down the entire length of her tongue and spread into her tongue, before going down her throat and into her lungs and stomach.

At times, the duchess alone cleaned the king's anus like this. At other times, the two girls Rin and Clara did this. At any rate, the duchess continued to feast on her master's hot and sweaty anus, pressing her fingernails against the king's ass cheeks, until finally, without the use of hands, Sora's cock rocketed into the air with a massive blast of cum, hitting the ceiling and arcing behind him to hit the walls and the top of the toilet tank behind him.

Sora's dick sputtered its nut, before hanging limp again. At that moment, the duchess slurped up the last of her noble spittle, pulling it into her mouth and pulling away with a final string of spit hanging from her big, full, red lips.

Not having had the pleasure of eating their king's anus this time, Rin and Clara leaned forward and planted a kiss together on Sora's asshole. The roles alternated, with the MILF duchess getting to eat the king's anus half the time, and the two teens doing it the other half, sharing Sora's anus together and allowing their young, flighty tongues to work together.

In this way, the ladies of the stool, though they were not the highest-ranking females in court, were given a supremely delectable honor that no other women in the kingdom had—that of being the first to eat the king's asshole after he took a shit. No one could remove them from this honor, not even the concubines. Only Shiro herself, if she so desired, could claim this right for herself, only doing so on special occasions to allow herself to be the first to eat her brother's anus.

The three girls stood back up, thick scraggly anus hairs sticking to their faces. Such marks of honor would be inscribed on their coats of arms forever, with the pubic and ass hairs pasted to their lips being a greater honor than any medal or order of chivalry could provide.

…

As Sora and his many female mates sat down for lunch, they received the food from the palace servers, holding them down over the table as each of their ripe and fertile maid pussies was plunged into, their commoner servant pussies fucked by their king, who had memorized the details and features of each inner cunt, going through them leisurely and slowly with shivers of familiarity at being able to carnally know the twists and turns and folds of such cunnies with which he had become intimate already.

To reward the kitchen workers who had worked so hard in preparing the food, who worked hard every single day, Sora went out back and fucked each one, saving his hardest cock and biggest load for the royal chef, who bent over her stove and thrust her hips out as the master of the castle fucked her gentle, shy asshole, all of her sous-chefs already huddled on the ground in a pile, comatose and fucked silly from the king's royal member.

There were plenty of servants who had not been fucked, and many who had been fucked already. Sora drew no discrimination, and throughout the afternoon, he continued on his romp, interrupting countless palace servants from their work as he lifted them up and held them by their thighs, eating their wet pussies and pounding his cock in. Each of his servants, with their beautiful feet showing and their tits and asses exposed and begging for taking, received exactly as they wished with their tempting outfits and had their ready, helplessly waiting pussies fucked over and over again.

…

In the evening, Sora lay back on the floor of the biggest ballroom in the palace, the ground covered from wall to wall by an enormous cloth tarp the servants had laid out, with not a single inch of the original marble tiled floor that could be seen.

The seven girls of his harem lay around him, arranged in a circle, their legs spread as they pointed their pussies facing him, a seven-sided star with Sora in the middle and their swollen pink pussies, ringed with wiry pubic hairs, as the points.

In front of this seven-pussied star, Sora's bedchamber ladies stood. This time, not the twenty who exclusively serviced him every morning, but the whole suite of ladies-in-waiting, all one hundred, made up of the one hundred most prominent beauties in Elchean high society, all wearing nothing but skimpy micro-bikinis and high-heeled stilettos, their glittering toenails long and gleaming for all to see.

And writhing and crawling around them were a room full of palace servants, spreading their legs and opening themselves up, their clothes pushed aside at the chests and at the hems as they showed their beautiful, meaty pussies.

Standing up from his spot, Sora scooped up his harem from the floor, kissing each and every one of them until he plunged his hips between their legs, mating with them until their calves hovered in the air around him, their ankles locking around his back and pushing him in harder.

The whole room joined in the moaning, twisting and shaking with a collective sigh, their breasts and hips jiggling along to the pounding motions of Sora's body. As if connected into one, the whole room erupted into orgasmic screams as Sora's girls took it in.

As Steph, Jibril, Kurami, Feel, Izuna, Miko, and Shiro all fell to their master's big, fat cock, the whole room became wet and excited beyond their control, squirting from their pussies, unable to wait much longer for their master.

It was at this time that Sora went after his ladies of the bedchamber too, pounding their noble cunts. The whole row of them bent over, waiting for their master's cock to pierce their assholes. He brutally taught each of these respectable, well-bred ladies to worship him through their anuses, overpowering them with ease until they could barely stand.

Only then did Sora grab the many servant ladies of the palace and thrust his hips into them. They groveled beneath him, their bronze ringlets shaking around their arms and thighs, the rest of their clothes falling to the side and eventually coming off.

Now naked, the ballroom full of women fell in servitude to their master, offering their ovulating wombs to their king completely. The king took his right of the manor, availing himself fully of it.

The older servants, whose bodies were well-matured and beautifully aged, with a little bit of wrinkling and cellulose, but perfectly fit in their pussies with beautiful, bulbous breasts and ample, curvy asses, bent down and threw up their pussies and assholes, submitting completely and surrendering with every fiber of their being, begging their king to bless them with his hot cum. Sora was perfectly willing to do this, having his way with many of the older maids without a single sign of flagging enthusiasm, his throbbing cock still just as hot and hard in their underrated, mature bodies as with his flawlessly beautiful harem.

But many of the newer servants, lusty beauties who were recruited by the palace both for their skills and for their looks, were feistier. A group of some of the new hires, who had been taken by the palace to accommodate the expanding needs of the rapidly growing state, were seated along one wall, wearing not their service uniforms, but casual dress.

Sora approached these girls, particularly excited to see a group of cute teens that he already knew very well dressed in something different. He approached one rather hot young starlet, with long hot pink hair down to her waist, wearing a skimpy green tank top that fit a little tightly around her large bust and tight, short white jean shorts, her silky long legs bare, her feet peeking out from beneath her calves and thighs.

The new girl wiggled her toes with a winsome smile, innocently cocking her head with the fresh demeanor of a pretty, young doe as the king loomed over her with his massive cock. Grasping her by the hand and locking his fingers in between hers, Sora kissed her on the mouth, feeling her breath before reaching down to her toes and stroking her sensitive soles.

The new girl's companions joined in, each hot nubile teen, of marriageable age, crawled up to Sora, with similarly sexy, teasing outfits, and their feet bare, but with simple leather and straw sandals at their sides, just now stripped off.

Sora was particularly glad to have this little grouplet of girls, grabbing the original redhead and pulling down her shorts and panties as he pounded his cock into her. This group of energetic teen servants were a lot more aggressive with their master, holding him down and crawling all over him as they used their tongues to lick his nipples, lick his face, suck his cock and his toes, holding him all around as they used their full, nubile breasts to rub against his body both from front and from back.

This giggling gaggle of young hires was the perfect contrast to the shivering, shaking older women beside them. Sora enjoyed both groups, but he loved the utter affection these horny teens had for him, more than willing to bend over and offer themselves to their similarly teenaged king. Turning around and getting on their hands and knees, showing their nicely hirsute pussies and assholes, the group of girls, about nine or ten in all, wrapped their pretty, beautifully shaped feet around Sora and started stroking him off with their soles pointing up in the air.

With such delectable feet around him, Sora just had to sit and watch as the toes all curled around him, making sure not to scratch his sensitive tip with their elongated nails. He had no need to even grab their toes and soles and guide them, as they all clutched him perfectly, moving just as he wished without him even needing to tell them.

A whole gaggle of toes nestled by his cock, like pearls embracing a tower of gold, Sora soon shot his nut all over these promising young starlets, fulfilling himself in the embrace of the feet of all of his teenaged servants. His stream came out prolifically, quickly and strongly and often, until the whole mix of hungry, weary soles, aching for their master's cum, were properly rewarded their due.

Sora sat up and watched the amazing spectacle, wanting to see it for himself until it was seen through. As his dick sputtered out, but still hard, the girls slowly pulled their toes away from their king's shaft and resumed their positions on their hands and knees, bowing before him facing the wrong way.

Sora promptly seeded these teenage girls, thickly fucking them each one by one until his seed was inside all of them, properly stuffing both their rectal chambers and their vaginal passages.

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As Sora made his way around the room, his ladies of the bedchamber began to accompany him, flanked most closely of all by the two highest ranking girls, Mika and her mother.

The trip around the ballroom became a romp, with plenty of noise and frenzy to accompany the king's path. Those who had already been seeded felt free to crawl around, shaking their hips and watching, many stripped of their clothes, which lay in tatters, torn either by their king or in the fevered mush of bodies afterwards.

Sora grabbed the weregirl retainers of the palace and fucked them against the walls, finding much to like about their bodies, so similar to that of humans, but just different enough to arouse and titillate his cock. He desired exotic bodies, and he had no compunctions about treating his exotic foreign treats with the same gusto as his human servants.

Voices, human and weregirl, echoed throughout the palace, a hot mix of fevered yells. Sora had no trouble mating with the palace guards, the last group of girls to be fucked, all hirsute and buff, their thick, mangy, bushy tails giving them the perfect boyish roughness to get the king's dick hard in this last stretch.

Even despite their strong builds, these girls were no match for Happy-sama, and their anuses melted in submission to the force and strength of Sora's thrust. Whimpering before him like docile puppies, his formidable guards embraced him, begging him for more as he seeded each and every last one of them.

And finally, as Sora pulled his cock out of the last weregirl's anus, having mounted every single one of his ovulating palace servants, he looked up, seeing the field of beautiful women, all on their hands and knees, facing him in supplication, waiting for more.

There were up to forty-eight hours in which these women, young and old, big-chested and flat-chested, tall and short, blonde, brunette, redhaired, pink-haired, green-haired, white-haired, kemonomimi and human, would remain fertile inside their ovaries.

The king would not have time to sleep as he carried out his royal duty to fertilize these women on the moment of their first ovulation after his royal union. They would not let him.

At the very front of this crowd, on their hands and knees, were Stephanie, Jibril, Kurami, Feel, Izuna, Miko, and finally Shiro, the queen herself, in the center, with her lips on the underside of Sora's shaft.

And so, Sora celebrated his honeymoon, his final conquest of his sister, not alone with her, but as a king should, in the presence of witnesses, in a room full of notable dignitaries, in the presence of every single servant of the palace and dozens of the most important ladies in the realm.

With his body once again one with Shiro's the entire palace watched with silent reverence. And as Sora thoroughly seeded his sister's womb once and for all, he moved onto the rest of them.

If the royal harem of seven was much to behold, a grand sight; if seven bodies pressed against one, their feet and limbs fluttering out, was majestic and terrifying at the same time, then the same replicated with over one thousand was even more graceful and horrible to see.

The awesome might of the royal power within Elchea manifested itself, a room of one thousand brought to its knees by one, turning into one great mass, a slithering, sliding, writhing sweaty mass of bodies, with mouths and pussies and breasts and anuses pounding into one central nexus of being all at the same time. This mass of chaos was jumbled, but orderly at the same time, with the girls' toenails and fingernails remaining intact throughout all this, the slipping and sliding being slowest towards the outside and quickening as it got to the center, with those parts of this massive body's being closest to its master, those girls—those cells—that were towards the center—being the ones to move their hips the fastest, mash their bodies the hardest.

All around him, girls pushed against him, with their hands and breasts and pussies and asses and thighs. And all around those, more girls pushed against them, with their bodies. A great series of concentric rings formed in the room, of perfect divine order. Those women who received the king's nut were pushed to the back, with more to take their place. Sora fucked them however he wished, with the mass in the middle parting to allow as much room as the king wished to place his girls in whatever position he considered suitable to place his cock in their bodies. Doggy-style, cowgirl, or standing—it didn't matter. He flipped those girls upside down that he wished to see from up high, slamming their faces into his loins and riding their heads with his groin until he nutted. Those noble ladies he wished to pulverize between their ass cheeks he did—nothing stopped him. The slim, small-boned lolis which he wished to mate with standing up, with their lithe legs wrapped around his waist and back, he did.

Sora moved around the room as well, going through the assembled ladies and feeling their bodies pass by his arms and legs, as they helped in passing him around, grabbing onto them with their fingers. This only allowed him even more opportunity to feel every breast, every nipple, every scraggly hairy cunt.

Nothing stopped him, and for his honeymoon, he received nothing less than the world—a microcosm of it anyway, exuded through the pussies of these women, the life forces of all of them, opened and ravaged by their master again and again until they merged with him, all truly as one.

It was only when the sun came up that this orgy truly stopped, that the mass of girls, all crowned for their devotion to their master, simultaneously stopped dead in their tracks in their movements, their feet all standing stock-still simultaneously on the floor while Sora stood at the very corner of the ballroom, the best vantage point from which to look upon all his ladies at once.

Then finally, to show their king that they had been satisfied, and to show their gratitude to them for gracing them with his cock so fully and so thoroughly, all one thousand plus of the women in the room got on their hands and knees, turning the wrong way once again as they jutted their asses up and showed the king the full palette of beautiful asses, the two holes hidden between now fully turned out, gaping and leaking.

At the corner of the room, forming the innermost rows of this emanating field of female bodies, were the one hundred ladies in waiting, all on their hands and knees, showing their soles. Finally, forming the innermost arc of this gathering of ladies were Sora's harem, his six concubines bent over and showing their asses and feet, their soles submitting to him on the marble floor, and finally right in front of him, his sister, groveling just like the rest with her royal crown dangling from the back of her head.

Sora raised his cock, and as if in slow motion, sprayed out a majestic load of seed from his dick and balls, the arc whipping through the air back and forth, forming a line, then an "S" shape, and then spirals, shooting as freely as milk, only even more so, and thicker too.

This last royal cumshot rained down upon the whole room, falling like peals of rain as every girl got hit. Every strand of hair, every back, every shoulder, every ass, and every foot, every toe and toenail, seemed to be glazed with this pretty peal of cum, blessing the whole palace with the royal semen. The sperm inside their bodies not sufficient, the outer parts of their bodies were coated too, until the girls could only scream helplessly, shooting from their pussies in a single vibrant mass orgasm, their tongues hanging out of their mouths in ecstasy, their minds twisting and bending and finally breaking as the unalloyed burst of emotion came from their bodies in the form of cum.

From their pussies and assholes, the semen their king had stored in them also came pouring out, two columns each for every girl in the ballroom, along with that force that burst out from the king's cock itself.

This was the royal might of Elchea, immortalized in one great moment.