Wormhole

by DoomRecon

Story synopsis was too long for this header so Chapter 1 is story synopsis. Ongoing series and am looking for feedback. Lots of action, adventure, comedy, witticisms, & monster girls along with all the romance that they bring. You can also find it at my blog: doomrecon (dot) blogspot (dot) com/ or here: touchfluffytail (dot) org/?author (equal sign) 4011. Commissions are also there

17. Chapter 16

Author's Note:

Alright, I'm finally back. And you know what time it is. For those of you who have been reading on touchfluffytail back when I started this in 2019, I guess this was a LONG time coming. Though I've never written this kind of subject manner before, so I hope it came out good; no pun intended.

Remember, if something happens with this story on this site, you can find me on . You can find the chapters using Google (I labeled which chapters are outdated versions of 1 - 11). Also, I'll be posting the story on Archive of Our Own at some point in the near future.

But enough talk. Let's get going. Here is the season finale. Enjoy.

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So, where were we? Let's see... I'd taken a long moment of some much needed self reflection, during which I realized that I'd fallen in love with five inhuman girls who would be my teammates in a war to stop an invading alien race.

Oh, and I was about to get laid, in the biggest of ways, by the five voluptuous women who I tried to push away. The only question that remains is who would be the "lucky" girl that got to go first? Their words, not mine.

And that takes us to the present.

"Me first!" beamed Niko as she leaped onto my back.

"Nonsense" interjected Veina, shifting right up in front of me. "I have known Jason longer than any of you. So I should go first"

"Silence! My prowess today was the greatest of all. Therefore, my rewards come first" Karvale boomed after she stormed in from my left side.

"If I may..." the meek Sateen tried to speak up to my right, even though no one paid her any mind.

"Oh, Zyrse!" Dessy slammed into me with her lips in full gear.

By this point, as the squabble had devolved into petty shouting, I was damn near smothering to death in the center of all of this bickering. Though I've got to say, I didn't exactly hate being assaulted by bosoms in every direction.

But my brain took ahold of the wheel again. They were getting no place fast, which meant that I couldn't shut my brain off yet.

"Woah, woah, woah, down, ladies. Down!" I yapped out of the enticing Marsh pit with a burst of authority. "Now, since you all can't figure it out, I might have a solution"

All the girls hung on my words. As if I just got promoted from Corporal to General. Makes me wish I actually had a well, thought out solution before I opened my mouth.

"Uhm... Buffet-style?" I took a shot in the dark as I held my arms out and braced myself. Not that being steamrolled by all of them at once was my first choice, but there was no fucking way I was going to sit there and wait while they argued it out for the next day. My patience was at an end.

"You mean, all five of us at once?" Sateen questioned.

"I can't think of another way to settle this"

It was an impulsive suggestion, sure. Straight up from the depths of my most depraved male imagination. And the more I thought about it, the more a horny smile began creeping onto my face, like some snot-nosed kid whose balls just dropped.

The scowling Demon let out a bitter scoff. "Jason... I appreciate your openness, but that is out of the question. The act of sealing love for the first time with our mate is the most treasured moment of all for a mamono. A moment that is to be... savored. So you must take us by ourselves, one by one. Don't you agree?" she asked the other four who confirmed it.

"Alright, then" I agreed.

"There will be time for your 'buffet', as you call it, later"

Later? Well, I suppose that's fair. If we're going to do this now, then let's do it right. No pun intended.

But five 'stages', so to speak? As dick tickling as these lovely ladies may be, and even with my experience in the bedroom, this was one Hell of a gauntlet to run.

"I just hope there's enough of me to... pour out" I pondered out loud, accepting the manliest of all challenges.

"Oh, there will be..." Niko chortled.

"You'd better not fail, cur" came Karvale.

Ah-heh. I can manage that... I think... I mean, could I handle all five of these girls in a row without pulverizing my pelvis so bad that I'd be bound to a wheelchair for the rest of my life? Do I really want to know? Well... yeah. I'd say that was worth finding out. I could practically hear my 'joystick' cheering me on.

"Well then, who gets to screw down the nuts first?" I said, my smile playful but impatient. Under it, I hid a pinch of nervousness.

"As I was saying" Veina began, her voice exasperated when acknowledging the other girls. "it was I who brought us all together. And you've seen my breasts up close, haven't you?"

"I've seen all of theirs up close, too" I replied frankly.

"I-I've seen him naked" Sateen chirped. She may have been timid, but she wasn't looking to back down.

"You said that you liked my breasts, did you not?" added Dessy with a wiggle of her sumptuous chest.

Veina shot me a less than thrilled look, to which I simply shrugged. Then she glared at them both for a moment. Probably realizing that their breasts were bigger than hers.

"Th-The point is-" Veina continued, having to keep herself composed as her plan didn't pan out like she thought. "-I should be the first"

"No way! I called first!" objected Niko.

"Oh no you don't. You're both delusional because I intend to stake my claim before any of you!" roared Karvale.

And we're right back where we started; more ruckus and bickering before the 'wedding night'.

"Okay, that's it! Everyone shut up!" I bellowed out to which they all piped down again. "I've heard enough debating to last me a month. And if you all don't learn to play nice together, then I'm just going to rub one out in private. Now put those pretty little heads together and think of a solution"

I must have came across as pretty damn macho for them to give me this kind of treatment.

"Jason is right. Let's all calm down. We will all get to have a turn in the end, yes?" said Sateen. Good ol' Sateen. Ever the peace-maker. The others sighed in agreement while Karvale huffed like a grumpy lizard. "Good. Now let's think" directed Sateen, folding her hands.

As the girls all thought together, I had one of those strange moments of sobriety. You know, the kind that takes you out of the game called "life" and makes you question your current situation, as well as your own existence in the universe... and then gives you a good laugh. This predicament sure took the cake, along with the damn factory.

At the same time, should I be nervous? Okay, when it came to scoring with a chick for the night, I wasn't a dropout but my win/loss ratio was average at best. But never in my lewdest and wettest dreams did I ever expect to have a line of girls clamoring to jump into bed with me. Much less inhuman bombshells right out of a hentai. The pressure was on. Boy, was it on... in my pants.

Finally, Veina spoke up. "How about we base it on the most time he has spent with each of us?"

"That still favors you, Demon" Karvale rebutted. "And us four cannot possibly determine our time with him"

Veina more or less agreed with a shrug. Despite her sly grin showing her awareness of how she topped that criteria. Sneaky, little fiend.

"What if we let him decide who he wants to have sex with first? How about it, Jason?" Niko suggested... while lifting her skirt up. There's those purple panties again. Shame on the little cheat for trying to get a head start.

"Oh for God's sake. How the Hell am I suppose to decide? That's almost as difficult as..." I stopped. After thinking for a second... I still couldn't come up with anything harder. "Just, uh just no. Think of something else"

Regardless, I'm not that brave to make a choice.

"Oh, how about we go in the order in which he met us!?" Dessy waved her hand. It must've taken all of her brain power to come up with that.

There was a moment of silence.

"Yes" Sateen spoke.

"That is unquestionably fair" Karvale agreed.

"Very, very fair indeed" chimed in Niko.

"Good idea..." Veina concurred.

"What about you, Jason?" asked Sateen.

"Makes no difference to me. Sounds good" I answered.

"Oh joy! I had a good idea!" the elated Dessy embraced me with a golden hug; cheek to cheek.

There's just one thing.

"You do realize that you're going last then, don't you?" I broke the news to her.

She went blank. "I do?"

I nodded in sympathy. "Such is life"

"Oh..." she lamented with pouty lips.

"Relax. I'm definitely not going to run out on you this time. You'll get your cracker soon enough, Polly"

"O-okay. Ritl o bu... Stupid, stupid Dessy" she muttered to herself as she backed off.

Poor little Dessy. But she'll be fine. Give her more time to write a sappy serenade.

On a tangent, I was grateful that they settled this peacefully. I thought they would have a Royal Rumble to decide who got to wrestle the 'champion'.

"So now that we're all in agreement, shall we begin?" prompted Veina who seemed particularly chipper. Yeah, now that she got to go first.

"Just as soon as we find the nearest hotel" I remarked.

"I think not, Jason. We have everything we need here"

"Here? Right here? It's not exactly Piazza San Marco, you know?"

Where can I get some newspapers to lay down first?

"This secluded area will do just fine. And we can't wait any longer than you can"

Touche.

"Fine. We'll rough it" I agreed. "But... ah-heh, well..."

"What's wrong, Jason?" said Sateen. First to sense my disturbance and slithering her way in front of me.

"If you must know, performing the dirty deed in front of an audience isn't exactly hailed where I come from. Especially for free" I sneered with contempt.

With my sex life, I never had to worry about having someone else in the room watching a session of 'bumping uglies'. No chance for a menage a trois for me, much less a six way menage a trois; whatever the fuck that's called. But now that I'm faced with the idea of spectators above the bed, I find it a tad bit disconcerting. It's like having somebody watch you take a dump on the toilet. Seriously, go find your own goddamn jollies.

Granted, having four top-tier knockouts watch while I plow one of their own was a novel concept but I wasn't warming up to it quickly enough. Besides, being at war doesn't leave too much time to get laid. I'll need some time to shake the rust off of my bedroom skills. If you could call them 'skills'.

"Perhaps some privacy is in order" Veina waved her glowing hand in an arc. That familiar black sphere with the glistening orbs began to engulf me and Veina again. I guess this thing really was a kinky sex room.

Good. Now we've got something to seal away the inevitable funky odors in case of any nosey bears.

"Just wait outside, girls" I called to the other four just before it sealed me inside with my first nymphomaniac.

Covered from head to toe in a glowing dark blue light, I turned toward Veina.

The provocative Demon was grinning so hard that she could give Niko a run for her money. As if I hadn't had enough of her 'coming attractions', she flaunted her figure in all sorts of directions. Casually trailing her hands over her breasts, waist, hips, and butt while letting her ravenous hair wave and glisten in the dark lights. Totally self aware of just how perfect every contour was under her command; not just for my viewing pleasure, but also for hers. She loved the results she was getting from me, as evidenced by her shit-eating grin.

'Am I really immune to demonic energy? Am I really going to do this?' I thought to myself as I drank all of Veina in.

...Yes, you damn-well fucking are, dipshit. You've thought about doing this for a long time now, haven't you? Before you went to sleep and after you went to sleep. And last time you checked, your pelvis wasn't on the injured list. So if there still any chance of your feet getting chilly, then the toasty tent in your pants will warm them up. And it was growing bigger than ever before.

"Did you remember the "Do Not Disturb" sign?" I joked. Hey, I wanted to maintain some kind of dignity.

Veina let out a sultry laugh, being as seductive as nature intended her to be. She beckoned me over with her finger. No need to ask twice as I made haste over to her but didn't expect her to walk toward me too. Oh, that strut fired me up.

We clashed with each other lips first. Our faces locked up tight, this time with me on the offensive. I wasn't going to let that unnatural electricity overwhelm me this time as I squeezed her succulent body in my arms.

While devouring each other, I found this kiss to be the best one so far. Honesty with myself and honesty with her had given it even more pleasure. Who knew? This amazing woman, who I first saw as nothing but a femme fatale looking to lead me to my doom with a big ol' smile on her face, was now who I openly chose to make out with. Funny how life subverts expectations sometimes.

And now that I braced myself against the quivering effect she had on me, I made the move to experiment with more of the jollies that she provided.

I batted her tongue all around from circular angles. My impression was that her tongue was almost humoring mine in the assault. Is that encouraging or discouraging? Anyway, what an assault it was. Her tongue felt like slippery velvet that tasted like a rich, sweet wine, only yielding more intoxication upon the taster. And don't think we weren't moaning up a storm by this point.

With my mouth busy, I put my hands to work. I dug one hand into her head, letting her indigo hair slither pleasantly over my hand and arm like satin. Man, there was so much of it. Eventually, my hand came into collision with her horns. Oh, what the Hell? I might as well admire such a cool feature. Hey, it was a new experience for me to comment on the horns sticking out of a woman's head. But with how I found myself caressing their stylish but comfy form, you could call me a horny patron of the arts.

Didn't Dessy refer to mamono horns as some kind of 'handles' to be used by the guys?

My other hand found its way from her chest down to her curling hips. Right away, that soft blue flesh drove my hand in a frenzy. Rubbing up and down her waist, hips, thighs, and bountiful breasts like a sugar-crazed spider. No matter where I ended up, there was either shapely blue flesh covering her fit muscles or just juicy flesh on top of even more juicy flesh; reaching a happy balance between the two.

And having such a delightful physique in my hands was super empowering. A power I was eager to exercise. It turned into a free-for-all with both of my hands molesting her in rapid succession, grabbing everything they could. It was like I was trying to feel every inch of her all at once.

No matter what, I never had enough of her.

Veina gave me free reign and kept her hands up high to caress my shoulders. But that didn't stop her from tittering as obscenely as my hands were. The sleazier I acted, the more she approved.

That's a first.

I broke the kiss just for a quick word, and a breath of air. "I'll never get tired of that"

"Neither will I" she commented.

"Ha, enjoying yourself, Sparky?"

If she had any more innuendos, now was the time.

She gave a nod-chuckle combo. "Why shouldn't I? You're better at this than I am. Perhaps you can fill me in on some pointers" Veina added with that lewd tone.

I appreciate the foreplay, but calling me "better"? Her stamina was holding up better than mine.

"Well, so far, I'd say you're doing better than my past flings" I commented.

"I wasn't going to speak of this, but what brand of daft-minded harletts would ever leave someone as endearing as you? Though I suppose I should be thankful for such vapid foolishness on their part"

Laying it on kind of thick, ain't she?

"If you knew how many times I've been slapped in my life, you might question why you didn't bail out on me"

"Well, you've never given me a good reason to" she said matter-of-factly.

So the cantankerous, foul-mouthed war horse with a death wish wasn't clear enough for her? Impressive.

"I'm going to take your word on that since I can't fathom how I supposedly 'seduced' someone like you" I shook my head. My charm skills were as appealing as a liver biopsy.

"And I can't fathom how you expected me to turn away from the love of my life. Oh, when will you learn, silly boy?" she deliberately heckled me.

I groaned in the most playful of ways. See? If that sizzling body wasn't enough, Veina had enough savvy to fire me up and yet fierce enough to back it up. All wrapped up in one Hellaciously lusty albeit unconventional package. And I loved every inch of it.

"Okay, okay, point taken. But give me a break. This just doesn't feel real, you know?" I scoffed under my breath. Not that I was reversing course or anything, but it was so surreal to have this level of a makeout session with a supermodel from another world.

"Does this?" challenged Veina. Her tail wrapped around my waist and slammed my groin against hers with a hard jerk. But she wasn't done. She seized my hands and fastened them to her beautiful butt. Then she reached back up and pulled me in for a kiss; the hungry kind.

Now taking her chance, Veina began an assault of her own. As her hands kneaded my chin and face, she ravished her tongue over any place that it could reach inside my mouth. Not too difficult considering that her tongue was longer than average. For a brief moment, she was even able to snag my tongue with her lips. And I must have tasted delicious since her tiny moans sounded akin to dessert time. Her hips got into the act too as they started grinding her dripping snatch against the swollen member imprisoned in my pants. Below my scrotum, I felt the tip of her tail tickling my balls.

Hers weren't the only moans going on as I basked in the arousing warmth of her body. I moaned once or twice from the wonderful sensation of her probing my mouth and the heavenly friction going on between our nether regions. Let's not forget how her breasts were smashed against my chest. By instinct, my hips thrusted forward and my hands dug into the fine, yielding flesh of her ass like a baker with some pizza dough. Not too soft but not too firm and as round as a beach ball, her ass was unreal.

Before I became too hazy from the stimulation, I wrestled away from her. Just for one last question.

"Do you want to take this slow or right between the eyes?" I asked, my breath getting mighty heavy and my dick getting painfully erect.

Simpering in all of her lusty depravity, she responded with an alluring smile. "I'm all yours, my love..."

Without missing a beat, I gripped just below each of Veina's ass-cheeks. I then scooped her up off her feet which elicited a joyful yelp from her. Dropping to my knees fast, I planted us on the ground right into a missionary position with a sharp thud. Not that Veina cared much as she laughed at my boldness.

Good, because 'taking it slow' was a choice that I couldn't deliver. My throbbing erection had all of the foreplay it could take. She wants a reward for saving me, I'll give her a fucking reward.

Brain: on vacation. Dick: commander-in-chief

Once on the ground, I opted to start below her mouth and work my way down. Under her succulent lips, I dragged my tongue along her jaw line and onto her neck, throwing in the occasional kiss. Wouldn't want to be too animalistic, would I?

Veina's satisfied cooing approved of my tactics. She even tilted her head to give me room to work. By the way, she tasted great; like a sweet vanilla dessert dripping with rich wine. The vanilla reminded me of ice cream. She was so tasty that I tried lapping up every crevice of her skin for as much flavor as possible.

Inevitably, I moved on from the neck and down to the chest. Oh, baby-bobblety-boo, this was going to be fun.

Almost at the instance that my tongue found her cleavage, Veina gasped in excitement, which puffed up her already bloated chest even more for my satisfaction. But only seconds later, Veina sprang to life and pushed up, which made us began to roll. I was too primal-minded to know how many times we rolled around but we ended up reversed with Veina on top. Both of her arms smothered my face tight into her engulfing breasts. Those non-quitting hips of hers commenced to grinding on my crotch even harder than before.

"Yes... yes, my precious Jason... I need... more" she drawled in a greedy fashion. Her moans were becoming more husky and her lungs working rapidly. She may have even licked the top of my head a bit.

Speaking of breath, this change of course had me too enthralled to care about how tight her grip was. So I played along and chose to lick and kiss away at her chest. I wasn't worried about the lack of air... yet. Her ample breasts had me breathless and entranced.

All was going well until it came to an abrupt stop. No, neither one of us had cum.

Confused, but still in a lusty stupor, I looked up at Veina who was looking back at me.

"S-Sorry, my love. I lost a little control for a second" she wheezed. I could see in her eyes that she just snapped out of a primal desire and was holding it back.

That was losing a "little control"? Oh boy.

"What are you sorry for? We were doing great!" I protested like a blue-balled teen.

"That's not what I meant. Even though I have hungered for this moment for countless years, I must restrain my instincts. Because I wish for you to indulge in me as much as you desire. You must take me"

Shit. Imagine how difficult it must have been for her considering she was that desperate to mount me. Even with all the power and resources to take what she wanted, she managed to resist the urges up to this point. It's astonishing when you think about it.

"Giggity. Well... if we want to get really dirty, we'd better strip down. Makes things more interesting that way" I mused.

"A marvelous idea. It would be even more marvelous if we undressed each other. Let's do you first" she insisted. Her claws already caressing my chest plate.

Golly, let me think... fuck yes.

While still on top, Veina went for my armor. I didn't even need to explain to her how to unbuckle it. She must have been studying me for a while now. Once that was gone, there were my undergarments. With those, she took great pleasure in slowly peeling them off of me, uttering light, aroused breaths as more and more skin was revealed to her. Full on gasping and cupping her reddening cheek when she met the wonder-boner hiding in my pants.

"Gorgeous..." the classy Demon drooled uncharacteristically.

Usually, I slid under the covers before the girl could reassess the merchandise and Steam-refund my sorry ass onto the street. But she was thirsting over my beat up body like I was James Bond. Makes me question if Veina grew up in Wonderland.

After I was in the buff, Veina rocked us back into the former position with me on top again. Now, it was Veina's turn. Because as wickedly sexy as her wardrobe was, it had to go...

I'll boink her in that wardrobe another time.

The mocking Demon laughed as my erratic eyes scrambled to find a place to begin. She must have thought I was some kind of prude. But fuck that, I'm no prude. And I'll prove it.

She lifted her hands so I could slide her arms out of those gloves and sleeves first. Rinse and repeat for the other arm. Underneath, I found that her delicate hands were among the most tender that I'd ever felt. Keeping them soft for her man, eh?

Next I went far South and seized her boots. Tugging them off was simple but I had to hold her thighs tight as I removed those sleek stockings. Toned but plush blue skin was my reward as I ran my hands up and down those long, ridiculous stems of hers. They were unbelievable. Yielding enough to sink into but firm enough to create friction; lots of friction.

Now for the bra. Ah-heh...

First I had to get rid of that collar as well as that jewel-encrusted shrug top-like thing below her neck. Digging my hands underneath her dipping back, and praying that it unhooked back there, I searched around to find some kind of latch. And as luck would have it, I found it and dismantled it. Now free, I lifted the demonic bra and red straps off and... holy shitting brickhouse. There they were, in all of their sizzling glory. Big as watermelons and just as round, her dark blue nipples stood fully erect out of their sagless boulder base.

Veina snickered as she caught me staring dumbfounded. I had the urge to send the soldier in for a top-side attack into her valley right there, but I bit my lip and turned my attention to the last article of clothing; the panties.

They'll be time for that kind of 'job' another day.

For this last act, I decided not to be so impetuous and to throw in a little showmanship for her pleasure. So baring my teeth, I moved toward the panties on her left side. There, I got a close up view of the tattoo printed on Veina's hips.

Briefly, I traced my tongue around all the bends of her tattoo to which she uttered a pleased moan. You know, I always thought that tattoo looked cool, and now I can say that it had just as many curves as her figure did. I'll have to check out the tattoo on her arm at some point.

Then I snagged my teeth on the end of the panties clinging to her hip. Slowly, I dragged it down past her groin and stopped. As I moved up toward the other side, I refrained from looking at her vagina... for now. So with my teeth, I repeated it with the other side.

I could already smell the juices boiling out of her. The aroma of this perverted Demon was heavenly, how ironic.

Once both sides were well past her hips, I opted to use my hands to pull them and the last of the red straps down the rest of the way off of her feet and tossed them to the side.

Now the moment of truth...

There it was. Veina's puffed up womanhood. Drooling even more than I was and almost opening the curtains hands-free. No pubic hair to obstruct her glossy skin around the glory-est of all holes.

Now I could take in her full form. If there was ever a time that I would use the word "unreal", it was now. The kind of contours, proportions, and 'priority-design' on this woman were a spectacle that I thought could only be captured in the lewdest of art; not in real life. And yet here it was right before me. Safe to say, the 'third leg' I sported was the most rock-solid of my entire life.

If I was a virgin, then I would have got nicknamed "Speedy Gonzolas" because this sight alone would have opened the flood gates for me. I could have if I wanted to, but I held strong.

Veina licked her finger in peak arousal. Even through her smug demeanor, I could tell how giddy she was to finally show off her 'true self' before me. And seeing me so freaking mesmerized by her had to be the highest compliment her female ego could attain. "Like what you see?" she remarked while relaxing her figure into a provocative pose. The mischief in her voice was thick with raw allure.

She had her little 'curtains' ready to entertain the little 'troop', so now, it's showtime.

With no control over my primitive urges, my hands drifted toward the lovely curves of her abs surrounding her naval. Warm under my touch, her flesh seemed to magnetize against my palms again. Veina's coos and peeps were almost as pleasing as her flesh. But at last, I latched to her 'love handles'.

Then I lined up my tip with her entrance. We were both lubed up, but even if we weren't, this plunge was about to begin regardless...

Together, we groaned and shuddered as I slowly slid inside her. I clenched my eyes shut and Veina's breath hitched as the pleasure coursed through us like lightning. Her inner walls were oozing with hotter liquids than even her mouth.

Man, Veina was tight. I mean really fucking tight. The tightest I've ever felt. It might have been painful if it didn't feel so unbelievable! Am I going to be able to pull my dick out of her after this?

Then, all of the sudden, the tip of my dick hit something. Some kind of wall or barrier.

What!? No goddamn way...

But I'd lost control of my hips by that point. Veina's moaning, the ridiculous stimulation I was experiencing, and my instincts kept driving me further into her warm depths until I hilted against her; full on.

That's when the barrier broke.

Veina's chest heaved and she groaned out in lusty rapture. Then she bit her lip, as she was obviously in pain, but it did fuck all to quell her bliss.

"At last..." she proclaimed, pain and joy contorting into a twisted smile. I think she was growing to love the pain.

"Wait wha-... Y-You, were you-?" I stammered, brain kicking in now of all times.

Veina nodded, taking great joy in seeing my shock.

I couldn't believe it. Veina? A virgin!?. But before I could speak, I noticed a light shining up from our nethers.

Below Veina's belly button, around her womb area, a new symbol had formed. Not too different from the tattoos she wore on her shoulder and hip, although this one was bigger and glowing a blinding pink.

"Wh-What's that!?" I marveled at the sight.

"It's my family crest. Only the chosen mate of a Demon can invoke its power" she proclaimed.

A million questions streamed through my skull all at once.

"Wonderful, you come with your own night light. But how-" I demanded.

"Shh" Veina shushed me.

"It doesn't-"

"Shh"

"I can't bel-"

"Shh"

"Just one ques-"

With no will to hold myself up, Veina tugged me forward and mashed my chest against the newly de-flowered Demon. Then she shut me up with a passionate kiss. Good move.

"Not now, Jason" she said, releasing me. "I've waited long enough for this. Don't make me wait longer. So let's enjoy ourselves"

I nodded like a eager little noob out of highschool... and I wasn't the virgin here! But I did agree with her. Never keep a consenting girl waiting. So shut up and get to work.

Besides, I was banging a Demonic Succubus free of charge, for shit's sake! If there was ever a time to "man up", this is it, dickhead! I'll be the only man on Earth that got to fuck a Succubus and live to brag about it.

I slid myself out of her v-box halfway and drove myself back inside. Each buck sent a jolt of electricity careening up ours spines and zapping our brains with mind-numbing goodness. Thus began the dance of the 'beast with two backs'.

Our gentle rhythm escalated with me thrusting faster in and out of her like a savage with an ass made out of sewing machine. The pleasure was like a fire in my brain that fueled me into overdrive. Veina loved my increased speed. She closed her eyes as she moaned, along with an occasional yelp escaping her lips.

But Veina didn't let me do all of the work. I thought she was tight before, but damn, now she began to clamp down onto my shaft; milking me with all she had. Only adding to the thrills was how she looped her legs around my waist, locked her ankles, and squeezed me tight as I thrusted. She chose to buck her hips upwards in sync to crash into my thrusting hips going in the other direction. Those bat-like wings of hers hugged us, as if they were begging me not to pull out.

Fat chance of that ever happening.

Having neglected them long enough, I again planted my face right smack hard into the cushion of her huge breasts. Squishy enough to make a mold of my face. Bringing my hands into the fun, as well, I caressed their roundness and played around with her nipples. All the while, my constant ramming had her boobs bouncing lightly around my face. Veina held my head closer. With a near orgasmic expression on her face, her panting was becoming shaky. The oohs and ahhs coming out of her were more lascivious than anything I'd heard in pornos and served to spur me so to keep them coming. Mixing with my own groans and grunts, as well as the sound of wet flesh slapping other wet flesh, we created a symphony of depravity.

"Do it harder" Veina beseeched me, to which I obliged. "Harder... Harder... Harder!"

Geez, if I went any harder, then she'd be shitting my dick out out her ass.

"Do you want me to break you, or something?" I asked, peeking out from under her boobs. The fact that this was her first time was the only thing that kept me somewhat corgial.

"Don't worry, my love. You won't" she assured with a bold smirk. It came across more like she was daring my humanity to test her non-humanity.

Well okay. I accept her challenge. It was all animalism from here.

Her tail had been running laps around my body since I impaled her. Just groping and poking different parts here and there. But once it came back around up top, I took my opportunity to snatch it. Don't think that I forgot how she reacted the last time I grabbed her tail. This time, I pressed my fingers all around her that leathery-velvet texture like I was crushing a beer can. I knew my move worked when I saw Veina's eyes damn near pop from their sockets; the new, vivid rush clearly catching her by surprise. Enough to send her wings into an uncontrollable hysteria.

Heh-heh. Seeing her so euphoric at my handiwork was one of the most satisfying accomplishes of my heterosexual life.

With Veina's throaty moans getting louder, her carnal heat grew even more powerful, as if it wasn't already. The warmth, pheromones, and whatever other invisible biological attractants she possessed were fogging my brain into an ever deeper trance. I'd completely forgotten how sore my body was simply by immersing myself in her embrace. It's possible that I blacked out, but I couldn't tell, because I'd fallen into such a carnal stupor. But it lasted only for a second. And even if my mind did black out, my hips sure as Hell didn't since Veina was no less stimulated.

What more could I say? Even after months of fantasies, this surpassed my expectations. I've been with other women before, but nothing remotely like this. Everything about Veina's body seemed unnaturally enhanced beyond anything found on Earth. It would need to be in order to give this level of pleasure to the human male; she was a Succubus, after all.

That natural glamor and effortless allure armed her with a conquering magnetism that could even twist a gay man straight. Her breasts, ass, waist, and legs disobeyed any physics that had plagued human anatomy since the dawn of time. She possessed a strength beyond what her feminine figure would suggest, but still never lost any feminine grace. An ever-present sweetness seeped through every inch of her inhuman skin, freeing her of any sort of dank, perspiry scent that came from physicality. The slippery walls of her womanhood wiggled in waves with every groove sensually grating against my manhood from top to bottom. Well beyond the capabilities of what a human could ever hope to achieve. Whether it be her charm, her body, or her skill, even the most artificial or dedicated of human women paled in comparison to the overwhelming organ-grinding Veina was capable of. She did things to my dick that I didn't think were possible.

If such a thing as perfection existed, Veina's body was a top contender.

"Amazing, isn't it? I've studied under a Manticore so that I could specialize myself just for you. Time well spent, I see" she bragged like some sort of valedictorian prostitute with a doctorate.

I rest my case. Maybe I would have had a witty comeback, but I'll have to wait until my mind comes back from lunch.

If I had to guess, I'd say our joyride lasted for a good twenty to twenty-five minutes, which by this point, I had worked up to fucking her at high speed. I switched around from fondling her breasts, to massaging her ass, to holding onto her hips for leverage. It took every fiber of my strength not to burst prematurely. It'd be a damn shame if I didn't try to savor every ounce of this for as long as possible. But, fuck, that was proving difficult given how intense we became. Making matters more difficult, Veina showed off more of her skills. She found weak points on me that I didn't even know I had. Or maybe she created those weak points, I don't know. Whatever the case, she was quick to tease me about them.

Suffice to say, I was nearing my limit. So was Veina. Good. How humiliating would it be if I was outpaced by a virgin? Sensing the same thing I was, Veina pulled me in for another loving kiss.

"Seal our fates, my love" encouraged Veina.

Vinegar strokes, vinegar strokes...

After ramping up, almost pulling out of her completely, I gave one final thrust with everything I had. Veina squeezed her cunt and legs down one last time to hold me inside as deep as possible. Both of us were sent over the edge as we both came and came hard.

Veina threw back her head and arched her back and cried out in passionate orgasm, her vagina flooding with our love juices. The glowing tattoo below her naval radiated brighter than ever. Meanwhile, my vision went pure white and my brain fizzled into a flat-line. I grit my teeth and grunted like a vicious animal, digging my fingers hard into her love handles. It felt like Veina's pussy was wringing out my entire body of juice. Our orgasms seemed to go on and on, our bodies shaking and shuddering as I fired off strand after strand. Between both of our liquid love, it all overflowed out of her and over my privates.

It must have lasted for over half a minute. I think I emptied every liquid in my body into this climax.

Sad to say that the orgasm did start to die off... slowly. Yeah, it lasted longer than any other orgasm I'd had before. No complaints here. I didn't feel like holding myself up anymore, so I slumped off next to Veina after riding out the rest of my orgasm.

Veina and I laid there sweating and panting furiously for almost a minute, basking in the afterglow. Most shocking of all was that I wanted to say something, but... I couldn't. My mind wasn't able to think of anything, nor was the tongue in my cotton mouth working even if I could think of something.

For the first time in my entire life, I had nothing to say.

Just short of five minutes, my tongue booted back up. Still struggling to catch my breath, my raw emotions came out. "...WOW!" I huffed in a creaky voice, almost feeling faint from the lusty fog that hadn't released my brain.

Holy fucking jumping jelly belly shit-brained cockadoodle pussy-packed ball-buster bombshell, that was that goddamn mind-blowing!

My exhaustion amused Veina, who rolled over to plant her luscious lips onto mine once again. Not a hungry one this time, but a long, calm, affectionate one. Good, I need some saliva to wet my mouth.

Once she was done, I saw the cloud nine she sported on her face. It was the most excited I'd ever seen her. Which in turn, made me happy to see how happy she was.

"You did not disappoint" she breathed, her voice still seductive despite being oxygen depraved.

I didn't disappoint?

Regardless, I gave her a thumbs up and laid back to enjoy my afterglow.

Veina snuggled into my chest for the next several minutes, giggling with glee on occasion. "So much... How admirable" she moaned like a glutton after a five course meal and scooped up some jizz on her finger. She even rubbed circles around her finely tuned belly, also giving her womb a few playful taps. She was filled up, alright. "That was most delicious, my love"

Even though I couldn't truly know what kind of rapture she had brewing in that head of hers, the thought occurred to me that this had been better for her than for me. But that's ridiculous. Sure, it was an enormous buildup and colossal bang for both of us, but I was the dude here. Very few accomplishments rank higher for a guy than getting laid.

But I didn't really have anyone to brag to.

"Oh dear..." Veina suddenly sighed, slightly disappointed. "I promised that I wouldn't be selfish. And yet here I am hording you for my own"

What? Oh shit, that's right. I've got four other beauties to attend to.

"Do you want me to keep a score card for each of you girls?" I licked my dry lips as I got up, playfully egging on Veina's sexual competitiveness.

Douchey, I know. It's a habit with me.

Veina made a door where the sunlight poured into the blackish sphere. As we both exited through, I wondered if I had four more loads in me. After a baking one 'cream pie', I'd never tried baking another one, let alone four more. Usually, I just went to bed, rarely even cuddling.

In spite of my implied promise, could I go again?

Back outside, the other girls got swept up in my nakedness. I mean, did I really need to suit up for the next girl? Fuck, I was dripping wet with sweat and coital-related juices while smelling like a whore house, so why look neat now?

Dessy squealed at my exposure as she bounced around in place. "Beautiful!" she burst with jiggling bliss.

Niko went wild-eyed. "Hehehehe". Her mischievous laughter only compounded by how horny she eyed my dripping junk. Her tail flicked so much that I thought that she might 'cut in line' and charge me.

Not if Karvale had anything to do with it. While the Dragon's dignity kept her far from jubilant, the way her eyes studied my naked form was anything but detached. Reminded me of that Jabberwock who checked me out back in Wonderland. Plus, I'm guessing that the way her tail slowly corkscrewed into the dirt acted as sort of an outlet until her turn came.

Then there was the next in line; Sateen.

"Come, Sateen. You're next, dear" beckoned Veina. Knowing how possessive she could be, I was surprised by how eager she now sounded to share me. I guess she was still just so ecstatic from the sex.

The blushing serpent girl slithered her way over. That tremendous grace swaying her back and forth like some sort of mythological deity. It wasn't until she was right in front of me that she finally looked up. Straightening her upper half, including her gigantic bust, a shy smile formed on her angelic face.

Yeah... I think I could go again.

"This way, 'Mega Milk'" I said and put my arm around her.

Going back inside with Sateen at my side, the door closed behind us. I think the room got bigger compared to the last time. How considerate of Veina.

Alone together, the humble Sateen seemed out of her element. She avoided my eyes like a preoccupied child to a stranger. I suppose when someone's well-being is at stake, she could keep her timid ways at bay; at least for the most part. But when it's just plain old-fashioned intimacy, she goes all Bashful, from 'Snow White'.

So after all the 'relief' she'd offered me up to this point, she'd be modest if I actually took her up on it? Ironic, yet, it made all too much sense for Sateen.

Unlike with Veina, I didn't have the impulse to charge in this time. Not with Sateen. Considering her selfless nature, I could have went all 'Command and Conquer' without so much as a peep from her. But I wanted to please her, not scare the living piss out of her. She deserved to be treated as gentle as she treated me; most of the time anyway. So, for her sake, I would take this at her pace. Hey, I've got an inner gentlemen that I dust off from time to time.

The only problem was how do I get her to relax?

"Are you ready?" I asked, taking her shoulder.

She nodded, smiling again. "Your mana makes me feel safe" she answered. Unfortunately, I still didn't quite believe she was comfortable enough.

"How do you want to start?" I continued, cupping her chin in my fingers and turning her toward me.

"However you wish to" she replied, looking the same as before.

Damn. We're getting no place fast.

"How about a kiss? That's simple enough, right?" I suggested.

"Okay"

There was that adorable blush again.

Truth be told, I didn't need as much stimulation as you might think. It surprised me to see my 'third leg' up and ready to go, even after doing Veina. I guess just feeling Sateen's gentle presence was all I needed. But it was her motivation that I was worried about. Hopefully, if I led her on a tad, her monster instincts would kick in, then kick out her shyness.

Our lips met in a soft touch with her breasts squishing between us. I started with only the lips; no tongue. But even so, I could feel how tense she was. So I rubbed her shoulders to, if anything, help her relax. Gradually moving my arms around her to embrace us harder together, I moaned in an effort to lead by example.

Little by little, Sateen began to respond at my tactics of un-shying her. Her small hands, likewise, found their way around my back and her lips pressed ever more into mine. Small moans of her own reached my ears. Now that I got her started, I added a little tongue action. Nothing too fierce, just enough for my tongue to say "Hello" to hers. She tasted like the purest spring water, similar to her scent. Refreshing. Invigorating, even. Her body was as cool as can be and my body still burned from my tussle with Veina. Which worked in my favor as that helped to encourage the cold-blooded Shirohebi into some 'heat' of her own.

Sort of 'warming her up to the idea', if you will.

Her tongue started to show some life. Damn, was it long. Long enough to trap mine without even trying. Although, several possibilities were brewing in my imagination with what she could do with it. For now, stay focused.

Speaking of coolness, my mouth wasn't the only place where things started to cool down. Subconsciously, I felt that odd but relaxing, watery sensation that I'd experienced on more than one occasion.

As you probably guessed, Sateen's large snake half had encircled us both. Yep, from my ankles up to my pecs. Cooling my feverish body with her soothing scales, her muscles had a tender rippling movement, akin to a massage.

Of course I noticed that once I was trapped in her coils, her hips started to press up into mine. The movement in her hips and spine felt more serpentine that human. Neat. I guess I got her instincts going good. It had to be her instincts since the Sateen that I know would never consciously make such a lascivious move. She'd die of embarrassment. But who's complaining? It was more than enough to heat up my blood, despite her lower body temperature.

After the kiss ended, she huffed in bewilderment, to which I was in mutual agreement. A more hearty grin was planted on her face. "Do you really like my body?" she peered at me with those immaculate red eyes.

An asinine question for sure, but a woman always enjoys a little romantic affirmation.

"You want to know? The way you can keep a body this big so pristine just boggles me. If it were me, I'd leave a beer trail wherever I went. You may have not been the first snake lady to hold me like this, but I can say for certain that you're the best. Nothing on my world feels as pleasant as your scales... and there are so many of them, too" I wooed her, in my own way.

She lit up, smile growing bolder by the second. "This is how my kind shows our deepest affections. To be able to hold our chosen lover tight in our coils and never let go. It's... well, it's what we all dream about since childhood". Sateen's body squeezed just above the pressure of a hug.

Yeah, I doubt the constricting instincts of the lamia race ever give the 'groom-to-be' any choice but to consummate right on the spot. Bonds, or rather, coils of matrimony, complete with huge tits and a libido to match. But given how we first met, I wonder if that means that she loved me at first sight.

"Now that's hot. How about I tell you how much I love your upper half, hm?"

"Really?"

"You'd better know it. I think you're one of the prettiest and most charming women I've ever seen. And did you notice how you have the biggest, roundest tits out of all five of you? I sure did"

She pulled off that sexy nun kink beautifully.

"I do!?" Sateen gasped with a face almost as red as her eyes. But she wasn't at all shy because my remark did it. She basked in my raunchy courtship and before she knew it, her hands were caressing my chest in the most careful of ways. With her eyes sparkling, she looked up to me. "Make love to me, beloved"

'Beloved' again? Oh great, I guess I've got another pet name.

I chuckled and began tugging at the purple knot below her neck, to which Sateen's coils loosened up so not to constrain me. However, the knot was holding up more than I expected. After I un-did it, I didn't even need to pull the rest of her kimono down. Her top garments instantly dropped past her chest like it was being pulled. Must have been the weight of her full-grown puppies trapped tight under the stretching fabric and begging to be let out of the dog house all this time.

Now that they were exposed, I drank in all of their massive glory. Like I said, biggest of all the girls, with no drooping to be found. I would have thought it impossible that they could remain perfectly round without support, but I was wrong. Not that I was going to bitch about it as I grabbed two fist-fulls of round, doughy flesh and nipples. My drool almost spilled out all over them. Cushiony? Fuck that. Her boobs were a squishier than giant marshmallows. They dwarfed my hands which damn-near disappeared into her malleable flesh, much like with Dessy.

In the words of "Monty Python and the Holy Grail": 'She has huge... tracks of land'.

Sateen mewled upon my touch and pulled off the rest of her kimono which she let drop. She then reached down and unhooked that tacky purple bow. Both her kimono and her bow then sunk down into the depths of her coils.

I interrupted my ministrations to look down.

Excluding her busty chest, Sateen's belly and lower back was much more lean than Veina's fit and sculpted core. More elegant and slender like a serpent without much focus on muscle or fitness. As far as skin goes, no human alive could find one single imperfection in the pores of her fine pale flesh. Below her smooth, thin waist, her hips and butt hourglass-ed outwards into a ripe roundness that flaunted its allure to the world, in spite of her modesty. For the most part, it was like a human. But just below her groin and butt, pearly white scales took over until nothing remained but her huge snake half the rest of the way down. It was there that I could see and feel the inhuman muscles bulging from underneath her scales. The thickness of her tail was a perfect compliment to her aforementioned bulbous hips. Seamless in the transition from her gentle, slim upper half to the opposite extreme of her hulky, bulky lower half, bursting with power.

What the Hell was this girl so shy about?

But... I couldn't see the entrance to her vagina. Was it folded up by her stomach scales to protect against any peepers? Remember, she couldn't exactly wear panties.

As I pondered, Sateen had become bold enough to kiss me and wrap her arms around my neck. I ceased thinking and resumed kneading at her breasts to keep her pleasing mews coming. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the tip of her tail waving at me in excitement. Her tongue had come alive as it danced around with mine. But her tongue never went too far and seized control, which I knew that it could. Not dominant like I'd heard about Lamias before. It just followed my lead like a dance partner in order to make me feel good. What charm. We haven't even gotten to the main event, and already I was at a 10 out of 10 rating.

Speaking of which, we were both in our 'birthday suits', so you folks know what's next.

I stopped our kiss along with my service on her breasts to grab ahold of her hips. There was a full 'stiffy' between my legs long before I felt her heavenly hips, so I was primed. Sateen saw my intentions were and lifted her hips at me.

She must have been a mind reader too, because I didn't have to ponder where her entrance was anymore. The gates to her tunnel opened right before my eyes right above where her scales began, all without Sateen having to use her hands.

Wet and inviting. Plus, my dick was still slicked up from last time. But while I was ready to go, I had to consider something else.

"Just try to relax" I advised Sateen like some sort of pornographic gynecologist. Based on my deductive reasoning, I had a feeling this was going to be painful for her. She braced herself and held on to my shoulders, never taking her focus off of me.

As I slid inside, I found that Sateen's insides were very slick, but far lower in temperature than any other time I plundered a woman's depths. So weird, but overall, similar in style to the effect of her coils. Plus, the tightness was on par with Veina. Quite fitting for a snake as it greeted me with millions of small kisses. Sateen sucked in and gasped, a rush of pleasure hitting her. I could feel her loose coils grow tense around us.

Then I hit the wall... like I expected. Well, no way to sugarcoat this, so I jabbed in just enough...

A sharp shutter escaped her lips and she shut her eyes upon the wall breaking. There was no time to adjust my speed as she tightened up and slammed us together again with her lower body, pulling me all the way in. Her impossibly sagless breasts were now smashed up toward my face. How convenient.

The wincing Shirohebi dropped her head to my shoulder where I could hear her small whimpers.

"Don't cry. It'll pass" I comforted her as best I could.

"...It-it's not that..." she sobbed. Not that I would know as a guy, but I figured that the pain she was feeling had to be harsh. At least it always sounded harsh for a woman to have a dude impale her for the first time. But when Sateen lifted her head back up, rapture was streaming from her teary eyes; not misery.

"Didn't that hurt?" I asked.

"I don't care about that. My heart has never felt this wonderful. Now that I get to hold you so close... to be able to mate with my husband... it's everything that I had hoped it would be" she professed. Her tears subsided and her smile beamed with unspoken devotion, but also with noticeable lust on the side.

I think her mamono instincts were about to take off.

Sateen let out some light pants. After she was ready to move around, she made small shifts back and forth while adjusting to the pleasure of being penetrated. She also did a few experimental clenches onto my shaft with her vagina. Once she was comfortable, she reopened her eyes at me and heaved out a sensual hiss, signaling that she was keen to go at it in full. Only one problem.

"You know, I really can't move like this" I motioned down with my eyes. Since Sateen had squeezed her coils, my arms were pinned down with my hands still on her hips. Not the worst position, grant you, but that's beside the point. Now that I got her in the mood, I couldn't capitalize on it.

"It's okay, beloved. I will move for us both" she replied.

"Thanks, but I'm used to doing my own workload"

"You've already done a lot today. As your wife, let me tend to your needs" she implored.

I shrugged and accepted her request. Why not? It'll be just as fun. But next time, I take charge.

Now that all of the shyness was worked out of her, we were off and running.

Sateen's powerful coils went to work and pumped us together. Coiled around us both, it somehow slid us apart just enough to slide me out of her before squeezing us back together again with body shaking force. As her coils undulated around me, Sateen's walls copied the same motion around my dick. At first it was gentle, but it got more intense over several minutes. Like a snake squeezing a mouse tighter and tighter. Her intoxicating coos distracted me from just how hard she was squeezing. Next thing you know, I found it difficult to breathe...

"H-Hey... Take... Take it... easy!" I gasped for air.

Sateen stopped immediately. "Oh my! Sorry" Sateen apologized through her panting and gave me another peck on the lips, begging for forgiveness. "Are you okay? I'll be more careful"

"No problem" I said, catching my breath. "Just... watch my eyes in case they pop out again. Other than that, keep it up. That was great. And this has to be as good for you as for me, remember?" I smirked. Far be it from me to stay mad at her for long, given our situation. Besides the bone-crushing pressure, she was fantastic. Obviously, I've never done it like this before. Her coils were a brand new type of sensation that I didn't plan on turning down.

Sateen answered with a soft smile and resumed, relieved that I wasn't hurt or mad.

Over the next several minutes, with our faces so close, Sateen kept her arms around my neck and continued to thrust our hips together with her snake half. Not the least bit painful as she made sure to stay in control. Plus, her huge pillowy breasts served to cushion our mild collisions. The firm but gentle kind of force squeezing me from all sides made a delightful rhythm, if I do say so. Her vagina used the same method to constrict my penis to the utmost effect. For such a reserved girl, she was a natural.

Her mewls and coos grew, as did my low groans in the unbelievable pleasure.

That smile on her face from earlier was now spurred on more by desire than romantic rapture. Though not in an aggressive way like she was going to devour me. There was a perennial fulfillment and comfort behind the lust on her face that rubbed off on me. Being wrapped up by her was enjoyable the past times it happened, but now it was twice as awesome. Because now I allowed myself to appreciate that charming aura she possessed, which could both calm and arouse at the same time. Taming any savage beast in a man.

And I could see the intent in her gorgeous serpentine eyes. There was a drive that, by her nature, made her put others before herself. An earnest care and determination to please my body and mind to the max. Spoke volumes about her.

I grinned back and raised a kinky eyebrow to which she snickered through a blush. She was loving how all of my attention was being given to her and her alone. Now that sounds more like a Lamia trait. Let's not forget how she claimed to have quite a bit of Lamia lust built up inside over the years.

But how could I not admire her? Besides the fact that the sex was top notch, her pristine scales rubbing against me were more relaxing than any alcohol that I've ever indigested; which was an amazing achievement. Smooth as marble and as clean as a fucking decontamination chamber, being held by them was thirty one flavors of awesome. Gave me the most peace of mind that I've felt in years. And rubbing the pearl-like scales under my fingers was strangely arousing to me. This, despite the fact that underneath said scales was several hundreds of pounds of pure muscle rippling all at once. Sexy, if not alarming when you know that they could easily crush me like a Styrofoam cup. I got a small taste of that danger on more than one occasion but I didn't care. I said that I was going to take all of this at her pace. Hell of a way to go, and I might have welcome it.

Though that same strength was what was restraining my arms. Of course I loved feeling her hips, but there were other parts just as appetizing. Besides, I felt it was my duty to please her, too. At least by my own accord.

Try as I might, I just couldn't force my way out. She was too strong... even if she was being gentle. So I had to use strategy. And I had to hurry because I couldn't hold out for much longer before I paid up for her 'service'.

Leaning past her head, I started kissing her fine, delicate jawline. Sateen was surprised as she hitched a breath, but she nevertheless held my head close and took in the new stimulation. However, that wasn't my plan. With her guard down for the moment, her undulating coils soon came to a stop, which gave me enough room to worm my arms out of her embrace.

Now free, I submerged my hands in her pearl-white hair and mashed her lips in harder. Sateen put up no protest and accepted it. During the kiss, I felt her coils start pumping again. A few minutes of that and I switched my hands from her head down to her beasts. I dug in to that invigorating softness and kneaded harder than I did before. I also kissed around her cleavage and neck as I found myself Hell-bent on trying to please her, too. The frantic spasms of her tail as well as her orgasmic moans were most appealing.

"Please... I need you deeper... I need you harder... tighter..." she mewled. I could feel her coils growing tighter and her vagina clenching harder.

Goddamn, now I was really closing in!

Sateen was panting as much as I was. Her tail was going hay-wire. That must have meant that she was as close as I was. So for the big bang, I squeezed down on her pink nipples and used every inch of space I had to buck into her.

Our finish was big and powerful. Sateen was in pure ecstasy as she climaxed, with me not far behind. I flooded her insides with cum while she drenched me. If the orgasm wasn't so fucking fantastic, I would have winced as every muscle in her coils constricted against me harder than ever before; crunching my sternum and arms together. Both of my shoulders felt like they damn near dislocated. No oxygen available, no matter how much my lungs begged me.

I knew the risk but it was worth it...

Almost twenty seconds of sensational orgasm and intense pressure went by. Her coils squeezed us together, wringing out every bit of love juice it could out of me before Sateen finally loosened up. At last, I could breathe again. But at least there was some residual orgasm still present to enjoy.

In the afterglow, Sateen opened her eyes and dragged her hand down her chest. She was overtaken with total bliss as she hugged me again. I returned a manly smile as we both shared in the afterglow phase, though the pain was coming in clearer by the second.

Sateen kissed me. "I-I love you so very much, Jason" she cooed, completely enamored with me as her passion laid bare.

"...I know" I replied with a head nod; Han Solo would be proud. Though my breath was as labored as hers, I had to wince a bit.

As the haze wore off, Sateen soon realized what she did. She was just as apologetic as you'd expect.

"Oh darn! I should have been more careful! Are you okay, beloved!?" she pleaded, and rubbed my chest in a impromptu attempt to heal me.

"Never better, babe" I answered through gritted teeth. Ow.

"Are you sure?" she took my cheek in her hand.

"Listen, fornicating with you is wonderfully breathtaking" I joked as the pros far outweighed the cons when it came to Sateen's intimate side. "Worth every pain I've ever been through"

A small smile returned to her face. She seemed relieved enough, but continued to rub me for several minutes as I stretched out. Felt like I slept in a trash compactor while wearing a straightjacket three sizes too small. Painful, but I could endure.

"Hey tell me, would Lady Cheis-, eh, your boss appreciate that you left the shrine to come here and... do this?" I asked. Sure, I ask after we'd already fooled around.

"It was her words that urged me to come to you today"

Yeah and I bet she wants a full report later.

"What a role model" I commented.

Sateen sighed. Now that she was pretty much back in a content mood, she draped her arms from behind me. Her chin came to a rest on my shoulder and leaned her head against mine. Together, we lightly rocked back and forth. Her snake half once again curled up around me and embraced me as tender as arms did.

No words needed to be exchanged right now. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the soft, reserved joy beaming from her face. It was almost like a saint had been given a gift from God himself. As if all of the good will that Sateen had dedicated her life to had finally rewarded her with the one thing she had desired more than anything else; a lover.

With me being the 'lover' in this case, some might say that it was spoiled goods. But I'll be the best goddamn lover I can for her.

Before long, Sateen got up and threw back on her clothes. She then took my hand and guided us out of the pleasure dome. She tried to keep up a proper etiquette, but she was too giddy to hide how she felt. Outside, Veina was still lounging in the nude and rubbing her tummy. She greeted me with an amorous leer. Dessy and Niko were cheering and clapping at my success.

Sateen gave me a quick pat on the cheek. "Stay strong, beloved" she sympathized. Then she directed me on without her.

Uhh, right. Who's next...? Karvale.

Joy. This'll be as smooth as making love to a high speed train.

Sateen led me toward the sullen Dragon who wasn't exactly doing cartwheels, even though it was her turn.

"Ready for round two?" I looked up at her with a flirty smirk. But behind the smirk, I was really starting to feel fatigued and... just look at the girl who I had to break the news to.

Karvale tightened her lips before seizing me with her big arms. Slamming my face right smack into her chest, she soared into the sky with me as the passenger.

What now?

The cold breeze on my naked body was not something that I was ready for. I couldn't see how high we were, thanks to her breasts, but Karvale had me secured tight, so I wasn't worried about falling.

But I was a little concerned over who might have seen my bare ass sailing overhead; balls sailing in the wind.

In short time, we landed and Karvale released me, to which I dropped to my ass. We were now up on a steep hill, not too far from the ruined Skarlik camp.

"Alright, what gives, Karvale?"

"You have been chosen to be my servant, so this shall be on my terms. Not inside that Demon's filthy quarters" she blustered as she looked back toward the direction we came.

More privacy, huh?

"Uhh, do they kno-"

"Yes. They acquiesced to my demands. We will return when I am finished"

Maybe it's for the best. There might be some collateral damage.

"Suits me fine. Up here gives me a great view, just in case I get bored" I joshed. She groaned in a low tone. "So, let's get started"

"Indeed" Karvale agreed.

But nothing happened. We both stood stagnant and stared at each other like a pair of prepubescent noobs. Confused? Well, you aren't alone.

"So? What're you waiting for?" I asked, folding my arms.

"I can ask you the same thing" she replied, likewise folding her arms.

I thought she'd jump me like a dominatrix. Unless...

"Wait. Don't you know how it's done?" I teased. Call it foreplay.

"I know how reproduction works, you cur!" she boomed. "You should be gracious that I have bestowed upon you the privilege of serving me in such an important matter"

"If there is any 'privilege' of bumping-uglies with the likes of me, then you would have been the first in line. Why be so gracious?"

"I expected your male instincts to reduce you to nothing but an animal in heat. Bear in mind that you would not be the first simple-minded male to beg before my grand prowess"

With my past experiences, I could repeat a similar sentiment right back in her face. With other mamono, that is. Definitely not on Earth. But I get the feeling that she was biting her tongue on something.

"Well, I'm a little spent from my first two outings. I need a chance to charge up again, so I'd say it's up to you to stoke the fire, heheh. You're not afraid, are you?"

Karvale frowned. Then her sulking eyes wandered a bit as, clearly, she wanted a way out. But she couldn't win this. "Don't test me, cur. A Dragon is never afraid. However... I... I regret to say that... I have yet to master the ways of intimacy" she admitted with a tiny blush.

So it finally comes out. I was right. She does need to work on her romance skills.

I snickered to myself. "Now what?"

"You're more perverse than I am! You best come up with a solution so we can copulate!" she threatened. Her small blush growing as she tried to hide behind anger.

But in all honesty, having sex with Veina and Sateen did leave me needing something to rub the flaccidity out of my cock.

"Let's see" I pondered for a few seconds, then came up with a devious idea. "I know. Since you fancy yourself a powerhouse, why don't you show me?"

"You already know my strength, so what good would a demonstration do?"

"No, no, no. How about you stretch out and show me all of the 'work' you've done on your body? That might kickstart things" I mused and sat down.

Sure, I could have just started with some groping. After all, I wasn't looking to pass up a knocking opportunity with big knockers. However, when you're dealing with a grandiose, grumpy, fire-spitting iguana whose bite was worse than her bark, you don't run in and start grabbing things unless you want your insides on the outside. I had to work toward it. Get her in the mood first. Shit, if only I had some khaki pants, boots, and an Australian accent.

Karvale squinted her eyes, suspecting some ulterior motives. But come on, they're not... too ulterior.

"Very well" the begrudging Dragon agreed. She went silent but positioned herself no more than three feet in front of me. Then she began as I watched.

At first, she only started with some vanilla exercises. You know, like spreading her arms, stretching her neck, and other boring stuff as risque as a Richard Simmons video.

"Why don't you do your legs next?" I suggested, hoping to spice things up.

Karvale shot me an eye, but obeyed. She lifted her leg like an elegant ballerina in my general direction and... wow. After a few seconds of that, I had her turn around and squat in front of me. Then I had her lay down and give me a leg 'spready'.

Hubba-hubba...

"Are you doing this to humiliate me!?" she interrupted my sleazy staring. Her face was trying to mask her embarrassment.

"You got two in line behind you, savvy? So we'd better get things going. And seeing this should captivate me as much as any other guy" I flattered her. No, that was not a lie.

I may have been hard enough, but I didn't want to end this so soon.

Through my admiration, she seemed to chill out. Though the red on her cheeks didn't go anywhere. Nevertheless, we continued.

Over time, it became like a regular photo shoot with me muttering more explicit instructions for how she should pose, which she did. Whatever lewd position I remembered from the internet art of my teenage years, I had her reenact; faces and all. They were even better in person. And having Karvale show off from her face to her calves, front to the back, and standing to laying was like a private dance at a strip club three feet in front of me. Giving me any angle that wanted.

Karvale did every pose to utter perfection. I guess she has a slutty side buried below the fire and brimstone.

Now was my opportunity to gawk at her body without fear of her gouging my eyes out and making me eat them. And... Holy titty-fucking piss pot, she was an incredible sight! Her tanned skin had all of the smooth refinement of chrome, only adding to her hard appearance as it glistened in the sunlight. But just beneath her skin was where the meat and potatoes were; her chiseled muscles. They seemed almost fake. In fact, her bulging muscles were so cartoonishly defined, that you'd swear that they were glued on to the outside of her skin rather than being under it. But I can say from experience, that they were very real.

Her Dragon parts also delighted me. Greener than emerald and just as shiny, they boasted her magnificence without a single word. But then there was her claws, wings, and tail. Even with Karvale posing like a stripper, those badass features always ensured that she didn't come off as a cream puff.

A reminder of just how much ass she could tear apart.

Despite how painful it was to have been on the receiving end of them, I found her muscles sexy. I guess tough chicks could bring that out in me. Awakened my inner alpha male, so to speak.

However, none of this derailed her feminine wiles that were bewitching me. The beauty in her face alone could shut down any claims of her being a tomboy. In fact, if anyone called her that, they'd be dead. Not to mention how those breasts looked prime to cup or those kissable lips, which were no doubt hot from her breath. And through her posing, she was able to show off Olympic level flexibility and dexterity. Never once faltering or shaking like a clumsy bodybuilder no matter what pose I gave her.

Sleek and feminine, she was sure stacked to awe-inspiring levels.

My jaw-dropping stare now seemed pleasing to Karvale, at least from what I could tell. So much that it encouraged a better performance out of her. And any titillating improv on her part did not go unnoticed by the audience. Such as a little pizzazz in her movements, frisky gleam in her eyes, or a small puff of fire. Maybe her romance skills were better tuned than she realized.

She seemed more receptive now, so I'll upp the ante. I'm done staring. Now, I wanted to get 'hands on'.

With her chiseled, bloated ass presented before me, I reached out and planted my hands on it.

"Hey!" Karvale shouted and flinched.

'Oh, shit, did I go too fast? Was she going to kick my ass again?' I thought to myself as my eyes popped. However... I didn't let go of her butt.

"-Your hands are cold. Warn me next time" she said and resumed her posing.

She didn't smile, but was even more beat red in the face. Well, I'm not going to take that as too much of a protest, so I proceeded.

Where's the body oil?

Her ass was huge; so round and swelled. Yet again, I think her ass was perfection. A thin but shapely layer of soft brownish-gold flesh encased her delicious glutes. Sculpted into two thick orbs of absolute perfection. I could have spend all day feeling around that gorgeous chunk of muscled flesh but I forced myself to move on.

With her standing upright now, I stood up behind her and explored her upper half, like her back, shoulders, and arms. We'll get to the more... tender parts later. For now, I was curious as to just how hard the rest of her muscles were. And I was not disappointed. My preview with those two Jinkos didn't do this justice. Her furnace of a body was warming up my hands quick but my fingers could not find a place in her crispy tanned flesh to sink into. Surprising as it may be, she wasn't flexing this whole time. With her hard physique bulging out to such ridiculous proportions, I thought she had been. Good Lord, if this is how she looked when relaxed, then imagine what it would be like when she did flex.

So I asked her to tighten up whatever body part I was on so that I could test it with a good pinch. And when she did... son of a shit! I've touched warheads that were softer than her. She had muscles in places that I don't think most people even had places. If there was such a thing as negative-percent body fat, Karvale found it. When she was relaxed, her muscles were dense as an overstuffed bean-bag, but still somewhat malleable to press into. However, when she tightened up, she was solid steel. I even knocked my knuckle a few times and I think I heard a 'clink' sound. Either way, it was a win-win scenario.

I found her rock solid butt, abs, and legs to be especially hot.

As hard as her flesh was, it still paled in comparison to her scales. They felt smooth like a brand new class A assault armor and just as durable. Even her years of combat didn't leave any wear and tear on her shining green layers. Those huge wings had receded back into a folded position, hinting that her ferocity was dialed back. At the same time, her tail rubbed behind me, as if showing silent affection. It displayed a similar power to Sateen, despite being thinner than hers. I can think of some fun to have with that.

But I'm not supposed to be having all of the fun. Karvale wasn't resisting anything, but she wasn't responding much either. If I had to guess, I'd say that it was her stubborn dignity that was keeping her from letting loose and having some jollies. And that didn't sit well with me at all. I'll have to hit her with the good stuff.

This time, I'm going to break her.

Ceasing my pinching of her jacked muscles, I switched to massaging them. Consider it my way of slaying a Dragon. Then, I get to stick another sword in her.

Massaging was even better than pinching. But even with all of her curves at my fingertips, I'm not sure if it was better for her or for me. As my imagination kicked in, it occurred to me that before I came to this world, muscle and women never bumped into one another, even in the most depraved parts of my brain. But now, I think I've become an addict because this was absolutely sizzling. Even if she was more muscular than damn near every guy I've seen, my sexual wires were not getting crossed. My hetero eyes definitely saw her as a woman; a very ripe woman.

Now, let's move on to some more intimate areas.

My hands trailed down and gripped her Chun Li-like thighs. Yeah, that gigantic limb, as thick as a tree trunk and pulsing with power, dwarfed my hand but it was sexy as Hell. As I rubbed with my hands, I hotdogged my hardening dick between her butt cheeks. It was like grinding against a stone statue rather than a living being, but I liked it. A few minutes of that, and I jumped both of my hands up to her protruding abs. Running up and down their gloating firmness, it may be my new favorite kind of six pack, if you know what I mean.

Karvale was still silent, but I could feel her breathing beginning to increase. Oh yes.

Karvale was like one huge muscle. But I'm betting that there are two parts that I can sink my fingers into; her face and her breasts. So after a few more minutes, I latched onto her boobs in a flash, which I could feel her shutter from. She wasn't topless, but I still traced my hands all around; squeezing down, admiring their round firmness. Plus, I teased up and down her valley, daring her to stay silent. I was thankful that I hadn't found any huge pecs intruding on my exploration of her lovely breasts. I guess she knew where to stop working out.

Her breathing had gotten heavy.

But now for my final stroke. Leaving one hand to service her chest, my other journied back down to her hips. Not to the thighs this time. But a little above that...

I'm sure that Karvale sensed my intentions as she gulped down a tight breath. Like a creepy crawling spider, I slid my fingers under that green loin cloth covering her privates... only to find some sort of a bikini bottom. Well, I'll just have to slide under that, too.

As I slid my digits past the last barrier of protection, her honey pot betrayed her pride as hot liquid was already dripping onto my hand. My assault on her hormones started by tracing my index finger and thumb around her labia; pinching a bit, just for fun. Then I pressed my thumb onto her clit, much like pushing a button. A deep breath seeped through her teeth. At the same time, I submerged my index and middle fingers inside her and felt around her tunnel, occasionally pushing the clit button again. While my hand continued to prod around downstairs, my other hand played with her breasts. I pressed my face into her sugilite colored hair and inhaled. She smelled like burning coals roasting over a campfire, scented with a hint of tempered metal.

Karvale had begun damn near hyperventilating. I almost got her.

I also groaned out some low chuckles to let Karvale know how much I admired her. "How's my service?" I whispered with a smug smile into her ear and prodded my fingers just a little deeper.

Karvale's breath stopped. A moment later, in a blur too fast to comprehend, Karvale whipped around to face me and gave me a hard shove. Not strong enough to send me airborne, but I was sent backwards onto my ass and into a large rock.

"What the H-" I snapped but stopped when I saw her face.

Karvale wasn't mad. Quite the opposite. I slayed the Dragon's pride, and in its place, lizard-brained lust had taken charge. She was heaving like a Hellhound in heat and the balls of fire flaring through her furrowed brow were singling me as the perfect boner to raid. Fitting, since I didn't need anything else to rejuvinate me.

What does that jewel-encrusted dildo got that I ain't got? Class, maybe?

Karvale pounced without skipping a beat. With her mounted and trapping me against the rock, I had no hopes of escaping... not that I would want to.

Success.

All of that weight landing on me gave me a good 'Oof'. But I hadn't adjusted to her weight on top of me before she forced her lips onto mine. Those huge claws secured my head from moving as her tongue dove invaded without asking. Then I found myself on the receiving end of "French" beatdown, if you get my drift. Her tongue battered mine around so much that it was like a reenactment of our cave battle, except in our mouths. I definitely fought back, though this fight was much more one-sided because she wasn't going easy on me. Not only that, but it was sizzling hot as it torched every spot it touched in my mouth. Like licking a waffle iron, except awesome.

I was damn near cooked when she let me go. Without backing off, we locked eyes and gawked at one another. With Karvale, it was hard to tell how happy she was. Though I was reassured when that burning tongue licked both her and my saliva off of her lips, which she swallowed. I was left with a pretty dry mouth. And maybe even some steam flaring out.

Then her face softened to a, dare I say, tender expression before she pressed her foreheads against mine. "Remember... No matter what I say... no matter what I do... you... you will always be my most valuable treasure of all... you cur" the impassioned Dragon whispered with a throaty murmur.

A rare moment of pure, emotional honesty from Karvale. I wish I had it recorded.

"Ha, then cash me in" I egged her on with a chuckle. Oh boy, was I ready for another round.

Karvale shot me a challenging smirk and shimmied out of those undies beneath her loin cloth. Once she was lined up with my manhood, she planted both of her hands past both sides of my head against the boulder. Looming above me, she started to descend.

I groaned as took in the sensation of her boiling wet depths. Though I noted that she wasn't nearly as tight as the other girls were, however that's a minor detail since there was nothing not to love about her. Besides, the lower she dropped, the more her top-notch breasts hovered in front of my vision. I steadied her as I took hold of her sculpted waist.

We weren't quite half way down when Karvale suddenly dropped down hard, taking me all in at once. Besides the burst of pleasure, I also felt another barrier bust over the tip of my dick. In reaction, she growled like a wild animal which reverberated in my ears. Sounded kind of sexy. Staring straight ahead, her fierce claws easily dug into the rock next to my head, tearing out two large fistfuls of once mighty stone that she crushed into meager pebbles.

Oh, for piss-sucking sake! Her too!? I knew she wasn't one to whisper sweet nothings, but goddamn, you don't need to be a crooner to get laid. I thought she would've knocked out some dude and dragged him off when nature called, right? Pride and romance be damned.

I looked up to find Karvale gritting her teeth, still uttering low growls. But her fierce face proved that she was conquering the pain like a champ. Once she got used to the feeling, she looked down at me and the agonizing pleasure she was dragging me through. With Karvale now invigorated by her new "scar", she smirked to show me the libido that she was about to unleash upon me.

All I could do was gape. There was no stopping what came next. And I get the feeling that this was going to hurt.

"Looks like I captivated you" she hissed with a flash from the fire in her eyes, and a toothy grin for good measure. Her chest, as soft as gel but blistering like a sauna stone, pushed into me and pinned my head against the rock; cutting off my freedom to move.

No choice but to submit to her inner predator. Nevertheless, I gave her a thumbs up, telling her that I was all game.

Then she squeezed down. And here I thought that she wasn't too tight. But with those immense abdominal muscles, she sure shot that theory down as her inner walls clenched down as hard as a vice. Harder than either Veina or Sateen. Shit, it almost drove me to the brink right there, eliciting a muffled moan from under her mammaries.

I guess now is the time to mention how her insides had grown hot enough to turn bread to toast. Now I know what its like to stick your dick in a volcano.

Karvale moaned up above, but very, very low. Then her hips began wildly bearing down on me with powerful thrusts. Her big tail started slamming the Earth behind her; rumbling the ground under my ass. No warming up needed with her, I suppose, since she was likely driving me deeper into the ground with each thrust. Her hot tunnel wringing and pulling on my cock as if gold would pore out. It hurt, but it got unbelievable results. Glorious enough to make me think that I'd die. If she crushed me with her piston hips, shattered me with her crushing thighs, or any other method to administer 'death by snu snu', then at least I'd still die with a smile on my face as she pounded us into orgasm.

Fat chance of me assuming control in this rumpy-pumpy. But I didn't plan on being manhandled by this vixen, so I thought I have some fun with her. Make her work for it. Use my greater bedroom experience to deliver an attack that she hadn't learned to defend against.

I reached behind her and started slapping around her ass as it flexed into steel with each thrust. In between her pumping, I felt her fidget from the unexpected feeling. She let out another low growl. Not finished yet, I trailed my fingers down and pinched her bulging thighs; continuing to tease. Her growls got a little louder.

At last, I moved on to tickling around those awesome abs of hers. Karvale almost growled again. But instead, she started to yelp, which she was quick to silence. While her mug looked pouty, her body wasn't so adamant. Her cunt sucked on me with increased intensity, demanding more.

Yet, she worked damn hard to not humiliate herself with a girlish cry. Come on, after all of this, she was too proud to let it out? Now I really wanted to break her.

Time for a more aggressive approach. With her distracted, I was able to clasp my arms around the small of her back and rocket my agonizing pelvis upwards into her before she thrusted down again; catching her off guard. Her lips released a shrill gasp at my receipt. Sounded more like a nineteen year old virgin than an all-conquering Dragon. And her face brimmed at the wave of pleasure. And to my amusement, I spotted some embers that flickered out of her mouth.

"Got ya!" I delighted in bringing out such a feminine outburst in her.

She grimaced and glared daggers at me. "Not yet!" she spat, bearing a playfully pissed sneer in between some delightful groans. She then buried my face deeper into her tits again and resumed grinding down on me; harder.

She didn't let go of me, but neither did I. I held my arms firm around her and pulled her solid body against mine. Each time she came down, my hips thrusted in rhythmic retaliation as hard as I could muster at that point. I even dragged my tongue up along the valley between her tits. It seemed to work in my favor with Veina and Sateen, so I thought I'd use it again. Judging by her shaky breaths, it was a smart move.

Karvale should have known that I hated the word "surrender" as much as she did. That and my machoism wasn't giving up without a fight.

The force of our slapping flesh must have been loud enough to echo in the hills. Karvale's smokey scent and my already thick, sweaty, depraved scent was doing wonders for me, as well as Karvale. That is, if her relishing moans were anything to go by.

Fucking Hell. Actually, 'fucking Hell' was perfect since I really did feel like I was fucking Hell itself.

Although... while we pumped away at each other for almost a half an hour, to the delight of us both, I'm sure she was holding up better than I was. Between her weight, her power, and my already overworked hips, the pain was getting harder to ignore. My instinctual groin was spurred on by desire, but at the same time, it was yelling at me to hurry up and fire my load before Karvale crushed my hips into frisbee. Fortunately, it wasn't going to be too big of a problem since I was close to my next rocking orgasm.

As I held on to her for dear life, Karvale possibly sensed my fatigue. Meanwhile, her thrusting became harder, and her moans became sharper. The vibrations from her thumping tail got stronger. The fuck? I'm sure she would have enjoyed gloating over me if I finished before her; she wasn't one to pass up some self-grandizing. Yet, it felt like she was trying to catch up to where I was.

Was it out of pity or respect? You know what, let's just say it was 'respect' and move on. With the pressure from her nethers and her lewd moaning, I reached the limit.

After a few more synchronized thrusts, I lifted up into her as she came down. I had braced myself for when Karvale inevitably contracted hard around me in one final act of milking. I shot my load up while she erupted onto me in a mutual orgasm.

Despite my dick being nearly melted by the boiling honey-keg between her legs, my hips being ground to a pile of spices, as well as this being my third orgasm, it lasted just as long as the other girls and was just as Earth-shattering. We both roared like heat-stricken beasts throughout the hills.

Shit, I wish I could spit fire when I orgasmed.

While I heaved the heaviest pants of my life, Karvale sagged her head down next to my mine. As she panted with me, I could feel the hot breath from the fire in her lungs. Now that we reached the post-coital bliss, I let go of her back and rested my hands on her thighs.

A few minutes later, Karvale came back up right in front of me again. She planted a gentle kiss on my mouth and then sat back. But instead of dismounting, she kept weighing me down. With folded arms, the Dragon stared at me for a good twenty seconds or more. While a small proud grin formed on her face like some sort of victorious commander, her eyes told a different story. There was much more than mere pride deep inside her, and I'm not just talking about my dick and 'male-yogurt'. It was something grander. Smoke steamed out her nose again. It looked like her irregular breath had returned to normal. Me, not so much.

I boasted a smug smirk of my own back at her. "So, how did I do, Horntail?" I rested my hands behind my head. A classic, boasting pose for a dude who just got laid.

She pursed her lips as she studied for a moment. It then into a sort of amorous expression. "Your performance was... most pleasing" she said as the words sizzled through her lips. Even if she was very composed, it was still the happiest face she'd ever shown me. I theorize that it was the happiest that she'd ever been, period.

She said I was "Most pleasing"? Well, if she weren't a virgin, then she could appreciate how kickass of a lover I really am. Haha... bullshit. I'm starting to believe my own hype.

"Don't go too far, I may have you light a smoke for me when all of this is done" I quipped.

"Such a cur. My cur" she commented with a glow of affection in her eyes.

When Karvale stood up, I... tried to follow. "Ow, ow..." I winced. Goddamn, I think my groin needed a paleontologist to rebuild, along with a two month vacation. I couldn't tell if I just had sex or if I was just used as a pogo-stick.

"Come now. You are not through yet"

"Right, right" I agreed. This time, I didn't forget. Though I really wished that I could have dozed off for a few days right there. But I braced myself with gritted teeth and powered my aching limbs into gear. Shit, that hurt. Feels like I just wrestled crocodile.

On my feet, Karvale gave me a minute to stretch out. Several stiff cracks later, sounding like popcorn being cooked, my limbs loosened up; alleviating half the pain. Very welcomed.

The spot where we had sex was reminiscent of the Skarlik camp. The grass was burnt in a circular pattern, the ground was left with deep imprints, and the rock I'd be sitting against looked damn near split by her claws.

We made one damn good whoopee session, didn't we?

Karvale flew me back to the other girls in a much more gracious fashion than last time. My inner male was thankful that she didn't transport me in bridal carry, just holding me under the shoulders.

"I am finished. You may do as you please, cat" Karvale boomed after putting me down.

crossing her arms and walking off.

Back to her old self, I see.

Speaking of felines, where was Niko? Veina was still laying around in the buff while Sateen sat in a proper coiled position, if such a thing exists. They both made no attempt to hide their adoring smiles. Like they were still had some afterglow to enjoy. Must be a mamono thing. Dessy was just as I left her; bolstering my ego in my manly quest for the next glory hole.

But where did Niko run off to? I thought she would've been all over me now that it was her turn. Don't tell me she regained her senses.

"So where-?" I began.

"Ms. Niko is waiting for you inside" Veina informed me.

"Okay... let's do this" I huffed.

Three down. Or maybe I should say 'four' down, because my little hanging soldier could use some rest before someone starts playing "Revelry". Getting out three orgasms was a chore. Can't I just go to sleep now?

Don't even think about it, shit biscuit. Niko was waiting. So gather what you have left and go get that fluffy pussy.

I dragged my tired body into the black sphere and braced myself. Couldn't be too careful when it came to Niko. However, nothing happened once inside. At first I thought it was just too dark to see her. But no, she was missing.

Oh, flipping father fuck-heep. What now?

I sighed to myself. But in the back of my mind, I felt like a mouse with his head inside the cat's open mouth; and was too stupid to realize it. But nevertheless, after I wandered around a bit, I threw my hands up. Signaling to no one in particular my flustered fatigue.

*Poof*

Something latched itself onto my head out of nowhere. It sandwiched both of my ears firm between two squishy-soft appendages that locked around the back of my neck. My face was smothered against a hot pillow. A sticky liquid seeped through its fabric up my nose, into my mouth, and around my eyes. There were two furry padded mitts that pulled me in deeper from the back; claws digging into my skull.

Clinging to my head, the entire weight bore down on my shoulders, which proved too much for me to handle in this state. I fell back with the weight lifting up enough to not squash my head against the ground as we hit. I appreciated the courtesy as the fall alone didn't do my sore body any good. Though, the weight did drop right back onto me once I was flat on my back, re-smothering my face into the pit and pinning me down.

Something very familiar about all of this...

I've eaten this kind of 'pie' in my college days, so guess whose 'pussy' this was. Yeah, "That Darn Cat"

As I struggled to breathe in the new face mask, the dampness drowning me had found its way onto my tongue. Tasted similar to candy, much like the scent filling my nose. Sort of a coffee covered bubble gum vibe. Though I think 'tea' is more accurate. I was muffling my way through some curses until something fluffy started playing around with my exposed junk, causing me to jump.

No way was I going to sit back and take this kind of ambush. Not that it was horrible being in such a spot but I'm not a mouse for her to torment.

Since Niko was the smallest girl, I managed to shift my head out from under her. She tried to hold me in place, but I fought through it. Once out, I readjusted to a kneeling position only to be bombarded with a face-plant from Niko, mouth first. The fact that my face was already covered in juices was of no consequence to this X-rated kitten. And there was no delay with Niko's tongue which went wild inside my mouth, bouncing around like a game of "Breakout". I can't say it was dominating my tongue, because it was all over the damn place; mocking me while I tried to catch it during its laps. But let's chalk that up to fatigue. It sounds more formidable that way.

Even so, sharing a kiss with Niko was great, as expected, but I really needed air. So I pried her off.

"Oh my... What a talented yapper you have, kook" Niko tittered with a blush and a shutter in her hips. Ah-heh.

"Opening with a sneak attack, huh?" I spit and coughed my lungs into work.

"It makes things more fun, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, plenty of fun" I rubbed the claw marks the back of my aching head.

"Hehe, exactly. And I'm ready for that real fun you promised me" she twerked her eyebrows.

"What promise?"

"Back in Wonderland when you told the Trumparts that you would have sex with me later. Remember?"

I scoffed to myself and face-palmed. "Guess I set myself up for that one"

"Wonderful. And see? I've gotten myself ready for you" she flicked some of her juices off of her claw at me.

As amused as I was, I lacked her vitality.

"Well I'm sure not ready. I mean, the spirit is willing but this my fourth 'roll in the hay'. That's four more than I've been used to in these past few years. Much less without a break to refuel on some juices, so I'm going to need some blood flowing down there first" I nudged my mostly flaccid dick. About twenty-five percent solid, I'd say.

Niko cupped her chin, somehow able to understand a logical predicament. But then, her quiet thoughts conjured another trademark grin on her face. "Then let's play" she chirped as her paws propped up her tits.

Breasts were always a good place for a guy to start, even if she wasn't naked yet.

I trudged over to her, hands up and ready to 'motorboat' her. But she poofed away just before I touched her. Now she was behind me, taunting me.

Odd, even for her.

So I marched toward her again. And... deja vu.

Now she was to my left. "What the fuck are you doing, Houdini?" I demanded an answer.

"Just playing that 'hard to get' game. You know, the one you stink at?" she teased, propping up her tits again.

No way.

"You got to be fucking kidding..." I grumbled. Is she really going to use that one off-comment against me... again?

"Come get me, 'Sexy'" she lifted her skirt and butt towards me.

Most inviting.

"Oh no you don't. I'm not going to 'come' to your 'hither' like a pathetic simp" I retorted and turned my back to her.

I heard Niko snicker, but I held my ground. She can't make me-

I gasped with a jolt as a wet substance planted against my ballsack out of nowhere. For a brief moment I saw Niko down there with her tongue out before she poofed away.

"Tasty" she mewed, now farther away. Her lewd grin only getting bigger.

"Hmph" I scoffed in contempt and shielded my balls in my hands. I'd like to she her try that again.

Then I felt her jump on my back. Not too hard to hold her up when I was ready. But what I wasn't ready for was when her claws sunk into my shoulders or when I felt her teeth on the back of my neck.

"Ow. Fuck!" I hollered as she poofed away. It was hard enough to draw a little blood. At least it was nothing but a flesh wound, but it still hurt.

I glared at her.

"Double tasty..." she chortled, now licking her lips and twerking her eyebrows at me multiple times. Her face looking twice as wild.

"You nutty little tabby. Cut it out". I wasn't too pissed yet. Just more annoyed at her nerve.

"Do something about it. All you have to do is catch me"

I groaned to myself. Then, I made the mistake of turning away from Niko again. Only for her tail to take a quick jab at my asshole.

"Hey, hey! Don't you fucking dare!" I fumed and covered up my anus.

"What happens when ire, eagerness, and ladies co-mingle?"

Not with the riddles, again.

"That's it-" I growled and launched at her, not bothering to wait for an answer. She likes mad men, well I'm 'mad' alright.

Continuing the trend, she poofed away to the other side of the sphere. She waved at me, and I charged, really getting peeved now.

With another poof, she was gone. But as I stopped, two objects plopped onto my head. They were her shoes.

Spotting her again, I hurried after her.

*Poof*

Her wet panties fell on my head.

Another chase and another *Poof*

Her corset fell on me.

Hmm. I know...

Once I charged at her again, she poofed away. But this time, I immediately jumped straight up afterwards.

"Ah-ha!"

Just as I predicted, I caught Niko up there and snatched her in my arms, yanking her down to ground level. That bell and bow from around her neck jingled as it hit the ground; not on my head this time.

"Eek!" she gasped, as she found herself facing my belligerent face while bound in my arms. But her surprise only fueled her grin. "Wow, you're good" she gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I didn't expect you to catch me so soon"

"Damn right, you little sneaky, teasing, troublemaking pain in the ass" I snarled like a hungry animal.

"You forgot to mention 'helpful'. After all, I stiffened things up for you, didn't I?" the knowing cat beamed.

She what? Well, I'll be fucked. Here I was back up to full mast with a beautiful woman in my arms, and was too agitated to be enjoying it.

I paused, and then found myself laughing out loud. Gotta love this mental case. I guess there was method to her madness. The answer to her riddle had to be somewhere in there.

"Fine. I won, and now I'm taking my spoils"

"Don't you want me to take the rest of my clothes off?" she asked, pleased at how zealous I'd became.

"Too late for that, Fancy Feast. Now get down there!" I spun her around and dragged us both down to our knees. All she had on was her bra, skirt, sleeves, and stockings. Her lovely waist and love hole were now open season. Add in how fired up I was, and that was the end of any sweet talk.

She likes to fuck around, eh? Well, now it's my turn.

Niko went right into it. With a seductive meow like Catwoman, she dropped to her paws and pressed her head into the Earth, propelling her lush heinie into the air. Judging by the way her tail wagged like a flagpole, she probably already knew what I had in mind. Her dripping 'pussy' was further proof.

Seizing her small yet wonderfully round butt, I squeezed my fingers down into supple skin. Petite, but all around juicy, her ass would outclass most asses on a porn sight.

I took the liberty of giving this naughty cat a smack on the ass.

"Ah! Yes!" she hooted out.

In that case...

I spanked her again. And again. And again. She gave a joyous hoot no matter how hard I slapped. Plus, her flesh rippled each time. I've got to say, I felt quite macho doing that. Now just throw in some beer along with a big ol' mustache and call me a 70's porn star.

But I put it off long enough. I prepared to line myself up with her oh-so female entrance. Interrupting me, Niko lifted herself up off of her paws. Her tail pulled me forward by the neck where I met her face looking back at me.

"Today is my unbirthday, you know?" Niko purred. Those gel-like pads on her paw squishing onto my cheek. She looked mischievous like usual, but the deep affectionate in her smile and purple eyes was undeniable.

"Heh, mine too" I replied, embracing the madness which she lived for.

Niko gave me a quick lick on the nose before dropping back down to her paws. With her face on the ground and her pussy pointed up, she waited.

Taking a tight hold of her hips, I took aim and "fired the torpedo"

The second my tip touched her entrance, she moaned; loud. Every centimeter I advanced through her wet canal, she moaned that much louder. That striped tail jittered around while her feet continued to kick under us.

Even three orgasms made it no less awesome for me, as well. I groaned almost as loud as she did.

Yet another barrier, and yet another rupture once my hips touched her butt. Holy titty-twisting Fresh Step! Again!?

Niko's ears shot up and her tail went rigid as a broomstick at the break. Her breath braced for a moment, but quickly turned into a maniacal laugh. "Callooh! Callay!" she crowed through another meow.

While she was hysterical, I rattled my short-circuiting brain to figure out how the rip-roaring shit-steak I nabbed a virgin in Wonderland. I'll going to ask her... later, of course.

Sliding three quarters out of her, I slammed back into her with some moderate pumps into her backside. As Niko clamped down wildly on my manhood right away, it seemed that she was fully adjusted. And her hips were eager to get in on the action. That meant that we reached a good pace in no time at all. My hips and ballsack colliding with her butt, as well as the slippery friction going on in our groins was electric.

Niko was yipping and laughing each time with slammed together. All of this while, somehow, purring at the same time. Her walls tightened, pulled, and sucked on me at random; with no rhyme or reason. Her animated tail brushed across my face again and again. And instead of staying in the rhythm we set, Niko deliberately moved in the same direction that I was going in from time to time, keeping me inside despite my efforts to back out. By the time I readjusted to her change, she was spiraling her hips instead of pistoning. All just to annoy me. And it worked, too, which had her snickering at the look on my confounded face as she peeked behind at me.

You could say that this was... maddening. Would you say that driving people crazy is her job, or just her passion? Maybe I'll have to assume command here.

Or at least I would have if I could. Up until now, I forgot how tired I was. Sure I had a boost from our game of 'tag' but it wasn't permanent. Under normal circumstances, fatigue wouldn't be an issue as I plowed the opposite sex. But I think I had passed my limits somewhere between Sateen and Karvale.

My pace slowed down, which didn't go unnoticed by Niko. She eyed me and gritted her teeth into an aggressive smile. Her ears flattened.

"I think I may need a rain-check because I'm dozing off here" I scoffed at my unimaginable words, almost stopping my thrusting all together.

"Hehe, how about this" she said with a sharp voice. Her mind plotting something.

In a shameless display, Niko's tail jabbed straight into my anus; even twisted one-eighty degrees like a drill. Safe to say that I've never felt anything like that before and I wish I hadn't. I thrusted my hips away to remove her back-end stabbing appendage from me, which just to happen to be right back into Niko's delicious pussy. She squealed and shot me a smug-ass smile at the fruit of her work.

"You called me a 'pain in the ass', didn't you?" she gloated.

"Why you-!" I fired back with a frustrated grin and went back into my pace. Niko just continued to smile, knowing damn well what she was doing.

True, I had played into her games again. But hey, ask and ye shall receive. Now I was reenergized and back in the zone.

And I've got games too. Perhaps it's time to get rough...

Her slick, shaking curves had not stopped teasing me while pumping, thus far. That flaunting, purple hair just seemed so beautiful. But Hell if that was going to stop me from seizing a good fistful of it. That wasn't the end. I wrenched her up by the head, bringing her up to on her paws, just like her knees. Niko didn't object; only trilling in her lusty cloud.

To keep it out of my 'business', I took a vicious clasp of her tail. Then I yanked her butt into my hips, plunging into her as deep as I could go. At that point, I pounced onto her back, for a change, and wrapped my arms around her curvaceous waist. Squeezing her small body tight and cutting off any hopes of her compromising my rhythm again. Niko rewarded me with a low, throaty yelp.

I settled my face right into the back of her head, next to her fluffy ears. "You want it, so now you're going to get it!" I gnarled like a wildman.

"A very merry unbirthday! To who? To me!" she sang, voice as shaky as a deranged sex offender. Yet, she sounded excited to receive her next unbirthday 'present'

Bit of a masochist, ain't she?

Then, I began to rocket into her. Just like she wanted, I ravaged her harder than ever before with a ferocious and merciless intent that I didn't know I had. Nevertheless, this turn of evens brought out twice as much fervor in us both. Causing more pleasure to course through our bodies.

Niko's tongue flapped through the air along, with her decadent moans and giggles. I could feel her ecstatic tail desperately trying to free itself. She clawed at the Earth, even clipping my arms, in a desperate attempt to cope with the increased pleasure.

She wasn't the only one.

Though, I grew greedy and wanted to control more than just her waist and tail. So I released them and grabbed other parts around her torso for leverage. Her breasts were the smallest of the five, but they had to be at least double D's. Still too big for my hands to cup completely and better than any I've felt on Earth. Playing to her cat nature, I fondled her slick naval and love-handles. Between fondling her breasts and rubbing her delicate belly, I had her whooping and crying at my command like a perverted ventriloquist puppet. Music to my ears. And despite being petite like a supermodel, Niko felt far from boney in my arms. She had plenty of smooth, squishy skin to enjoy while keeping her figure scaled down at the same time. Provided good padding as I rammed against her ample butt.

You know, this was shit tons of fun. Yeah, go figure that banging a hottie like Niko was groovy. Besides the irony of doing a kitty cat in the doggie style, it was extra enjoyable to take a girl in such an alpha way. This kind of liberty to do whatever I wanted to a girl was new to me and, oh man, have I been missing out. I didn't even care that this hardcore thrusting made my balls feel like they were going to pop.

But that discomfort was chump-change compared to the happy fe-fe's in my 'Mr. Happy'. All the while her thick, sweet treat scent filled my nose. I had to clench my teeth from the intensity of Niko's pussy, those lewd porno vocals, and having turned her front torso into my new play thing. Stuffing my nose right into the fluff inside her ears, I groaned and panted hard for her to hear. My hopes were to drive her as crazy as she was driving me.

"Oh, Jason! More, more!" Niko screamed, voice now sounding labored.

This is getting better by the minute.

This time, I couldn't guess how long our pounding went for. But I was nearing yet another climax. Somehow, Niko caught wind of this and pulled my hand off of her breast and up toward her mouth. Within three seconds, her licking tongue had drenched my whole hand. Fuck, how is her mouth not dry as a brick?

"Now!" she signaled. I groaned in the affirmative and thrusted a few more final times.

Plunging balls deep into her, I exploded into her nethers while she clenched and shuttered at the same time. I squeezed her body with all of my might making Niko cry out, gripping her breast as tight as I could. At the same time, I could feel Niko's chattering teeth bite down and pierce my hand. But did I care? Yeah, right. I'm lucky that I noticed it at all.

Man, oh man, it was a great orgasm. Somehow still Earth shattering this late in the game. Where am I getting it?

After another long wave of a climax, came the afterglow, once again. But I was so spent at that point that I didn't even try to hold myself up anymore. I rested all of my weight onto Niko, similar to one does with a body pillow. However, she sure wasn't spent, as the purring Cheshire Cat had no trouble holding me up with such aroused energy radiating through her.

"Oh-oh!... Your essence is so spicy..." she meowed.

"You're not so bad yourself" I waned, half awake.

It was comfortable enough to fall asleep on her back, until she shook her hips, intentionally knocking me over. By the time I reopened my eyes, Niko was perched on my sternum again, soiling my chest with sticky sauces.

"I love driving you mad, kook! That was wild!" she crowed, still riding high. All of that energy hadn't faded as her hips kept right on rocking from the residual stimulation.

"Don't you mean 'insane'?" I joshed back.

Niko's eyes lit up. She then leaned down and licked my cheek, but only once. Her usually bonkers grin twisted into a hearty open-mouthed smile. This time, Niko wasn't plotting some obscene trick to spring on me, because she wasn't looking at me as a plaything. Instead, she was fawning over her dearest mate; or perhaps "cellmate" would be an appropriate name. But in all seriousness, beneath her madness, I could see a doting spirit chockful of honest affection. And that powerful purring was the icing on the cake.

Fuck it, now was as good a time as ever.

"Answer me one thing. How does someone with such a dirty mind stay a virgin up to now?" I probed. She lived in Wonderland, after all. The concept of one on one virginity likely would have been shattered under the weight of looney orgies or gang-bangs, right?

"Call me 'lucky'. Not every Cheshire Cat nabs a husband only a week after becoming a tour guide" she cooed, not willing to hide how elated she was.

Great, she just took on the job, and already she'll want a leave of absence before retirement.

"That doesn't completely answer my question"

"How curious, you are. But why spoil the fun of not knowing, hm? All that matters is that you took it from me" she jabbed a tad at my chin.

"Meh, fair enough. Anyway, was that exciting enough for you?" I questioned Niko, giving her a chance to gloat. It was like some perverted version of an adult asking a child if they enjoyed an amusement park.

"Fuck yes it was, hot-head. The best damn unbirthday present ever" she tittered with a mockingly deeper voice than usual. Kind of reminds me of a certain asshole I know...

I chuckled at her impression. What a real nut-case I nabbed.

Niko hopped up and stood above me, trademark grin in full display. I, however, was not so eager to get up. So I laid there and took in the full view of her oozing snatch. Knowing her, the urge to smother me between her legs was running through her head. Better speak while I still can.

"Don't give me that look, fluff face. Once was enough. Now go tell Dessy that she's up" I reminded Niko of the next girl in line. Hey, I had to cut her off before she decided to "double-dip"

"Hmph" huffed the still lecherous Cheshire Cat and then poofed away.

I still didn't get up. Niko may have gotten a fourth wind out of me, but this was brutal. Several tiers of kickass, but brutal. If I knew that I'd have five chicks to satisfy, then I would have started training a long time ago.

I was on the home stretch, however, I don't know how much I had left.

I grunted out an "Oof!" when someone cannon-balled right onto my stomach, squashing the recouped wind out of my lungs. Wincing from the impact, I ran right into into golden feathers and luscious lips.

Dessy, of course. You all know what happened next.

"Dear (kiss) Zyrse (kiss)! Oh, how I have (kiss) waited to (kiss) love you (kiss) with my (kiss) body and (kiss) heart (kiss)" she peppered me while straddling my gut.

"Ow, that really hur-"

"Thus (kiss) and thus (kiss) and thus (kiss) and thus my love consumes you (kiss)"

"You trying to kill me!? I already had you crash onto me once! Wasn't that enough!?" I wheezed and backed her off.

"But that nice kitty cat told me to jump on you. Just as you requested" Dessy replied, nuzzling her cheek against mine.

'That little flea bag' I thought to myself. I'll get her for that.

"Give me a minute...". I held a finger to Dessy's mouth while I refreshed on some oxygen. After some regrouping, I turned back. "Alright, let's go!" I grabbed her round face and rammed my tongue into her mouth.

In contrast to her habit, I didn't want little kisses. I wanted a big long one, so I kept the pressure on to minimize space between us. Good thing that her instincts were smarter than she was, since she adapted fast, draping me in her wings.

It must have been the longest kiss of Dessy's life, judging by her rousing reaction. The peeps coming from her were like a gourmand discovering a new taste... and wanting more. Driving her tongue into mine, it made all kinds of sloppy merry. It wasn't dominating mine so much as smothering it with an affectionate plethora of quick smooches; not unlike her previous habit. With her French-like accent, it was fitting that she took to French kissing like a fish does to water.

I'll bet she'll write another song about how I tasted to her. Watch, by the end of the week, she'll have a whole album on me.

Meanwhile, I took in her smell again. The richness of her woodsy scent tickled my nose like some exotic flower from God knows where. But as pleasing as it was to be kissing the beautiful Dessy, as well as drinking all of the charged pheromones pouring out of her, I wasn't quite resuscitated as much as I normally would be by this situation. Not her fault at all, but I was pooped and pooped good.

I regretted having to end the kiss and lay back, but I had to.

Dessy was too overjoyed to be upset, or even wipe the drool off her mouth. "Oh, fibo sul nao!" the bird brain rejoiced and bounced on my stomach. "This is glorious! Can I take in your fragrance, now!?"

"Yeah... ow... Make as much jollies as you want, Goldie Locks" I grimaced at her treating me like an animatronic horse. Regardless, I'd be a retard to have her get off of me now, right?

"Yay!" she chirped and dove nose first into my hair. Her smelling was deep, hard, and always followed with a loud sigh; which began sounding more aroused as time went on. Though that may have been in part due to me grabbing at her big ol' jugs, which were right in front of me.

Dessy's snuffing went on until, I think, she inhaled all of the sweat from my head. Then she gazed back at me while I switched to rubbing up and down the sides of her slender waist. Her long stare was capped off with an expression as tender and warm as her body. But she stayed silent, for a change, and just worshipped me with her ever expressive eyes while I worshipped her with my hands. She must have been too turned on to be tickled.

I returned a smile... a weak one. Now that I was actively making love to her, I wondered if I could sink my hands deep enough to tickle her lungs.

Dessy must have thought that her bandle thing was hampering us because she carelessly tossed it off to the side. "Whoa, watch it. You're going to break your favorite possession again" I cautioned her. Remember, I got a sprained thumb fixing that thing.

Dessy answered with another affectionate kiss, making a cartoonish kissy peep as she pressed hard. "That is not my favorite possession. Not anymore" she vocalized with her lips still on mine.

Yeah, well her new favorite possession might already be broken. I hope not though.

"Lovely Zryse..." the gleeful Dessy lulled after sitting up. She was adoring me so much that she failed to realize how her instincts had her rocking her hips around on top of me.

"Why do you keep calling me that name? It's not even close to mine" I demanded an explanation.

Now why the Hell would I bring that up now?

"Because that is what you are to me. It means 'inspiration'" she cupped my cheeks in her claws.

Aw, how sickeningly adorable.

But then her eyes popped. I think I could see an actual lightbulb go off above her head, or maybe I'm just delirious. Like she had been swept up by the intimacy, she was quick to spin around, about-face, and plant her butt onto my chin. Now facing my crotch, she leaned in. Must have occurred to her that I had a penis left to sniff.

Hello again, Deja vu.

"Mi gon aev ry" she watered at the mouth with a raspy mutter. I could even feel her breath against my rod. Speaking of which, my final boner was... a work in progress. About halfway up, but Dessy was looking to overhaul it.

She grabbed on to it and resumed her sniffing, each sniff getting thick with sensuality. Makes sense, since there were several flavors of sticky juices coating it at this point. Must be quite the aroma down there.

Her feathers were tickling my scrotum and rod. At the same time, I figured I would enjoy her ass...

"Typila wu sori" she mewled as I made contact with both my hands and tongue. Her heinie was the biggest of them all. But no lumpy, sagging cellulite anywhere on her; only curvy padding. Just inflated like big, round, fleshy balloon.

Lucky for me, I didn't have to lift my head much in order to feast on her. And what a great meal she was. Big enough to engulf me ear to ear. It was so good that I wasn't even perturbed by her excited talons scraping near my arms. If she ripped me up, then... whatever. This was too good. Besides, I'd gotten used to intimate pain by now.

Finally, she sat up. Her breath hearty from stimulation. She sat in a haze for almost a minute. Was it too exhilarating for her tiny bird brain?

"Oh dear-" she grieved as soon as she regained coherence. "-it happened again"

That was enough for me to take notice.

"What happened?" I stuck my face out of her deep cheeks.

"I apologize. I am leaking again" she felt between her legs above me.

'Leaking', huh?

"You mean that?" I pointed toward her groin from under her.

"Oh, wemu ti y pum. Why does this always happen when I find such a wonderful scent?"

Piece a couple of clues together in my head, and I could come up with a reason or two. Wet, but it had to be short of an actual orgasm. Otherwise, it would have been... louder.

"Haven't you ever felt something else when this happens?" I mused, playing coy.

"Well, it does feel tingly and it tickles me. Sometimes I try to rub it and..." she went blank.

"And what?"

"Uhh, I... I am not sure. I can never remember what happens. But I do remember that I do not feel tingly after that"

She could write a book. Call it "How To Accidentally Masturbate For Dummies"

"Might I make a suggestion? Since you seem to like my man-meat so much, why don't you just put it down there and see what happens?" I suggested with a cheeky half smile. Between my fondling and her fondling, I managed to rise up for the last time.

And why waste the chance to surprise her in a big way?

"Umm... Y-Yes! Let us do that! Wait... I do believe I remember something else now-"

Well, well, well. Maybe she'll figure it out after all.

"-My mother told me that a husband can fix this if it ever happens again. You are such a smart husband, Zyrse!" she gushed.

Or maybe not.

"Yeah, I'm a professor of 'rocket' science. But I'm a little tired right now, so you're going to have to do the workload in this" I patted her butt, which gave a sexy ripple.

"Oh goodie. This will be fun!" she chirped and scooted down my torso.

I'm sure that she's going to remember what happens this time.

"First, you'd better get naked, which shouldn't be too hard for you" I scoffed.

"Okay!"

I waited while Dessy fumbled around with what little articles she had on. One by one, that finely crafted jewelry that she called 'clothes' were tossed out of her hands like worthless junk. I was pondering how much that stuff must be worth when I was clunked on the head by her horned tiara.

"Ow!" I muttered at Dessy's clumsiness. At least the horns missed me. Still, it was small fries compared to what I've endured up to now.

"Did you speak?" Dessy asked and spun on her butt back toward me.

"Oh, uh... I just said, 'Wow'..." I salivated. There she was in all of her oh-so female form. Her massive breasts remained airborne as they directed her chocolate colored nipples at me. Between her legs was her drooling 'snatch' where the leaking had to be "fixed" by me, roleplaying as a plumber.

She was a sight straight from the heavens. Strange, since Dessy wore so little clothes to begin with that I thought I'd seen everything she had to offer. But even so, seeing her naked had me foaming at the mouth. Slim but plump, it was the body of a goddess.

"Am I charming you?" she inquired, wide-eyed.

I threw up my hands in in disbelief. How the jacked-up-jackhammer-of-Jack-the-Ripper could any asshole worth his dick not be turned on at just hearing her glorious voice? Despite going against all of the laws of nature, my little soldier was sure at attention well beyond the call of duty... depending on how you look at it.

"Oh... then I shall get started. Perhaps that will help charm you" she turned back around and moved into position. Reverse cowgirl style.

You know, I almost corrected her, but... aw, the Hell with it.

Dessy lifted herself only about an inch before she sat down on my hips. Right away, her breath became lighter while her rolling hips became harder.

"Wow, Zryse! We are having sex at last! This is so divine!" Dessy rejoiced and thrusted her hips back and forth. Having a blast.

Yeah. Real fireworks. Except for one thing... she hadn't inserted me into her. Instead, she was sandwiching my dick between my lower abs and her crotch and ass. Now, as satisfying as it was to have my dick crushed under the doughy warmth of her thick legs and groin, I think we need a better 'connection'.

"Why don't you try putting my long thing inside your wet spot down there?" I tapped her on the lush rump.

She paused. "Uh... yes... I forgot... Is that how it is done?" the dim bird girl worked the gears in her head, while she still could.

I nodded.

"Will it be even better!?"

"Give it a try and find out" I suggested.

"Okay. I shall"

Sheesh. Not only have I never fired off a fifth load, but never in my life have I had to walk a chick through the facts of life when in bed. Come to think of it, who's ever had to do something like that? A filthy pedophile, that's who. Made me feel like scum.

But she was not a child, so, in a few seconds, I wasn't going to feel too scummy anymore.

I didn't want to scar her as I... well, 'scarred' her. So I thought it best to take her through the process slow, like I did with Sateen. At least I would have if Dessy wasn't so uncouth in these matters. The naïve girl just shoved it inside her haphazardly. Full on, no verbal cue or finesse, just full impalement.

And breaking anything that stood in her way, hint hint...

Mary pill-popping Poppins! She works for the Goddess of Valentine's Day, yet she was a virgin!? You know what, why am I surprised? Earlier, that did surprise me. It shouldn't surprise me now, but it does.

Dessy gasped at the immediate pleasure that had to be coursing through her. Higher and higher her gasps became. The feathers on her wings seemed to stand almost upright. If she was in any pain at being ruptured, it was outweighed by the carnal spice firing up in her loins. Figures, since her simple-minded instincts had her rapidly bucking her hips on top of me in a proper reverse cowgirl position before she even got acclimated to her womb being punctured.

"Oh, oh, oh!" she squealed. "Ot vu tyq! B-By the... Oh... Goddess! Suqly y ruple! I-I-I... Yes! Typli, typli!"

A whole lot of words came out of her, but not much articulation. That's why I hold my tongue while having sex. Protects from embarrassment.

At first, I squeezed at chunks of grass and enjoyed the sensation of Dessy melting me, inside and out. But it was inevitable that I'd go to sink my hands into her bubble butt, which was close for my convenience. It was good enough to fondle her butt, however, the sight of the rest of her body jiggling like jello at each thrust gave my greedy hormones a shot of adrenaline. So with my miraculous stamina, which was working some serious overtime, I forced myself up to a sitting pose. Then I snatched Dessy in a massive hug from behind and went straight to groping her breasts once again like the horny perv that I was.

Oh yeah, I knew from the feeling that my small hands had sunk in deep enough to be smothered out of sight by her spongey flesh. The same thing happened when I trailed a hand down down to her plump thighs. Just like her butt, she was padded to doughy supremacy; the sweetest dough of all. Always swallowing my hand wherever it touched.

A new standard for softness. Every guy should have a pillow like Dessy. Yeah, take that as a dirty joke.

My ambition excited Dessy even more as her gayety had her giggling along with her feminine moans and cries. She wasn't afraid if the entire world heard her. Fitting, since her sensual vocals came out in a rhythmic fashion, much like her awesome singing voice. Heh, both were music to my ears.

Like her lips before her, Dessy's walls sucked down on my sausage like a starving calf; never once letting up on her furiously bucking hips. I, on the other hand, was a different story. It sounds strange coming from a guy, but I groped her as long as I could bear before I had to lay back down. So damn drained.

Still, I was fortunate that my dick was operating as well as my first fuck of the day. The pheromones Dessy gave off didn't hurt any, not to mention that her sexy accent thrived in the throes of whoopee. But five? Motherfucking five!? Functionality was good, but my needle was nearing "Empty" with only fumes left in the tank. If I didn't get some rest soon, I'd be bound to a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I almost passed out a time or two before I could finish, but no way could I let that happen. If I passed out during sex with a demigod of hanky-panky, I'd never be able to look at myself in the mirror ever again. I had to get through this.

"Hey..." I tugged on Dessy's ponytail. "Let's pick up the pace. If we don't, I'm going to pass out". My voice was weak, my throat dry, and my mind too sleep-depraved to remember who I was talking to.

Dessy's thrusting slowed, but didn't stop altogether. "Par...Pardon? Oh, o-okay. I will always do my best for my husband!" she panted.

While keeping me snug inside her snatch, Dessy slid her calves under me and locked her talons around my lower back. I laid there as she expanded her wings to glisten like gold in dark lights. Instead of admiring them, I should have suspected something unpleasant was about to happen. Such as how her powerful wings flapped a single time, smacking me in the mouth, and lifting us both into the air. The air time was pretty short, however, as we plummeted back to Earth. Not like we had anywhere else to go.

But guess who took the brunt of the fall?

The impact left a shockwave reverberating in my skull, back, and keister. Made all the worst since Dessy was on top of me. We both grunted loud. But while I grunted in pain, Dessy grunted out in ecstasy. Yeah, her own type of super thrusting drove my shaft deep and hard inside her. Could have been enjoyable for me too... except for the pain.

I was still holding my head when her wings flapped again.

We crashed again. Rinse and repeat on our reactions.

The third time we went up, though, was when I was able to brace myself properly. This time, when we hit the ground, I had the fortitude to bitch about it.

"Alright, alright! That's enough CPR! I'm revived, now keep us on the ground!" I raged and yanked on her ponytail again"

'Pick up the pace'. Damn my word choice. Good thing I didn't tell her to 'hurry up and bust a nut'.

"Did I do well, Zyrse?" she asked, oblivious to the anger in my voice. And still overcome with sensuous rapture from our coupling.

"Fucking awesome" I griped with a flat tone. Having to spit out some of Dessy's feathers. "Pardon my Fre-" I said before I was cut off.

"Wonderful!" she chirped and went back to pumping me in and out of her.

What a halfwit. A loveable halfwit, that is. For better or worse, I was wide awake now.

Once our regular rhythm resumed, I was inevitably closer to cumming. I noticed that those ripe, birthing hips of Dessy's rounded out into perfect handles for me to grip. She tittered at feeling my hands latch on and pull down with her against my upward thrusts.

Who gives a shit for how long this session lasted? What matters is that I was really close. Whether she was ready or not, I couldn't prolong this any more. Good thing, because her loud, harmonious moans clued me in that she was just as close as I was.

"Let's go" I panted. Then, building up everything I had left, I slammed her down as the obedient Dessy dropped her whole weight onto my dick. Like a tenor's final note in an opera, her lungs sang out in orgasmic rhapsody while her wings spread like an exuberant phoenix. Meanwhile, all I could do was grunt like a lower lifeform.

As expected, the orgasm was long and fantastic, filling her up with the last helping of man-yogurt that I had to give. Dessy poured out an equal amount of honey all over my groin as she wrung out the last of my jizz. Ironic, since Dessy believed that I would 'fix' her leaking problem. Haha.

Once my mind refreshed during the final afterglow, I found the still moaning Dessy had laid back onto me, smothering me with her hair. Gradually, she transitioned into just panting like a dog. The feeling was mutual, with me, as I laid spread out.

"The-The Goddess has truly blessed us!" she heaved up and down in her chest. "Never have I dreamed that it would be so glorious! It was more glorious than a chorus of angels. Or even cake! I must make a song about this!"

"Yeah... and sing it in church" I murmured, close to falling asleep.

Dessy flipped herself around so that she could kiss me again. With an extreme close up on me, she spoke. "You were sent to me by the Goddess Eros herself. The greatest of all of her gifts; a husband. And I will love my husband... Jason"

Holy shit. She finally got my name right. Well, fuck me- No! Wait! Don't fuck me anymore. I've had enough for today. Maybe even a month.

I patted her back and chuckled just above a whisper. By this point I was half awake; dozing off and on. The details are sketchy, but the last thing I saw before dreamland whisped me away was the most paradise-like image of my life. All five girls closing above me, all euphoric in their own ways.

Wish I could have appreciated it more, but the Sandman was my next appointment.

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I woke up, but my eyes were in no hurry to open. So I had to force them open after a minute or so.

This time, my dreams were not traumatizing. They were a mish-mash of various... wonderful memories as of late. At least I think they were memories. With how surreal my reality had become, it was difficult to tell if what I went through was real or just the manliest of all fantasies.

But once I took in my surroundings, I knew that it wasn't a dream. In fact, I was living the dream.

The sight of the girls, or rather the sight of my beautiful wives, peacefully sleeping all around me; even Karvale. Each trying to cuddle with me the most, which was the best goddamn thing I've ever woken up to. And that includes when I woke up in a liquor store after hours. I should have cuddled more often.

And that explains why I had greater 'morning wood' than usual.

Though I don't remember returning to my workshop. Under different circumstances, I'd be pissed that I hadn't gotten to pillage the Skarlik camp and had to travel all the way back there again. But not today. Nothing could bring me down today. Not even all of my injuries which, funny enough, came more from sex than my assault on the Skarlik camp. Such injuries were, but not limited to, how my head was pounding, my back was aching, I had so many claw marks that it was difficult to tell whose was whose, my ribs and sternum throbbed from Sateen's coils, my neck was strained, I had a patchwork of scrapes and bruises from Karvale, Dessy's talons did a number on my lower back, Niko's teeth had broke the skin on my neck and hand, I was still coughing up some of Dessy's feathers, somehow I'd gotten a Charlie-Horse in my tongue, and my battered and abused hips felt like I'd been executed on the Amazon planet from Futurama. Bonus points if you get that reference.

If I had my watch on me, or weren't pinned under the girls, I could check how long I had being passed out.

None of that mattered because I had a big banana smile that no one could wipe off. You know how we guys act when we've recently been laid, right? That "I conquered the mountain" kind of feeling? Well, I felt like a badass motherfucker to have conquered five mountains. Plus, five cherries popped in one day? Not bad. Some might say that it was a little cheap, as romance came easy to a mamono. Karvale would strongly disagree, but it was easy by Earth standards. However, when you've got five extraordinary girls like them to 'comfort' you through life, the critics can fuck off and stick to masturbation. I loved them; deeper than any other woman, human or not.

Shit. If I had five cigarettes, or Hell, five packs of cigarettes, I'd smoke all of them at once until my lungs were blacker than a Spinal Tap album cover.

"Oh, you're awake" Veina woke up next to me. "And admiring your property, I see"

Wide awake.

In the past, if I called a girl "my property", she would have kicked me in the nuts so hard that I'd be spit-balling them out my mouth. Now, it's as basic as saying as telling a woman that she looks cute.

"Happy?" I nudged her with a cocky smile.

Veina went and laid a long one on my lips. Oozing with passion and affection. "More than you could ever know, my love" she replied with that ever so sultry smile.

"I don't know, maybe you should give me another hint, hm?" I chuckled, coaxing another kiss out of her, to which she obliged. Man, that'll never get old.

With my post-nut clarity, five times worth, I thought back to our time together. That's when it sunk in just how incredible the whole thing was. How the fuck I pulled through all five girls is a mystery even to me. I mean, how far over my limits did I go? Oh well. Doesn't matter, since the quintet were no doubt going to push me further. Hot diggity damn, that was just a taste of what it's like to be shared amongst them. Painful, but more so rewarding.

Regardless, my soldier had already been through one Hell of a war. And I feel that he's going to have to 'rise' to the next challenge pretty soon.

Veina moaned and caressed below her naval. "Mmmm... I can still feel your presence. Its warmth courses through more than just my womb; but my very soul" Veina mewled. Aw, she's sentimental... over something that happened less than a day ago.

'Wait a minute... Oh fuck!' I thought to myself. 'I didn't just fuck a baby into her, did I!? Or the others!?'

Yes, dumbass. Babies don't, in fact, come from a fucking cabbage patch. Are you shocked?

"Uhh, heh, y-you, uh, you're... you're not, uh" I stuttered, nervous as a straight dude in a gay bar.

Veina, charmed by my unsettled turn, brimmed with a loving warmth that every husband wants to see from his wife. Although, what came next was going to determine whether or not I'd shit a brick.

"A child? Is that your concern?" Veina beamed. "Do not fret, my love. If I intended to begin our family today, I would never have stopped after merely one orgasm" she twerked her eyebrows. Those demonic teeth shined like a lecherous fiend thirsty for another round.

How could something that looks so wrong be so right? Cliched, I know.

Regardless, I released a long-held breath of relief. "Whew! You'll give a heart attack, like that". I assume her words were applicable for all of the girls, just at it seemed to have been up to now.

She laughed again. "This was only the beginning. The first of many". A small light in her scarlet eyes echoed the dark depraved depths of her lust-fueled imagination.

"You think we can top last night?"

Veina cocked her eyebrow. "Do you believe that was the extent of my lust? You'll be happy to be disappointed, my love"

"Let me guess, you've design some magic for the bedroom, right?"

"You know me so well" she sighed.

"Whoopee" I commented with a dry smile, not really sure if I should be excited by the possibilities or not. Even if magic doesn't work on me directly, I'm sure she'll find a work around.

"But enough about me. Have we satisfied you?" she flared without an ounce of insecurity. Now, you'd be hard pressed to find a dude that says a girl he just slept with wasn't worth it. So it was a pretty pointless conversation. But if she wants to fish for compliments, then I'll bite.

"Are you freaking kidding? Those were the five best 'fucks' I've ever had; drunk or sober, awake or dreaming. In fact, if you combined all of the times that I've been laid in my life, it still wouldn't equal a fraction of how good a single session was with one of you gals"

Did I mention how fantastic it was to have sex with them?

But hopefully, that killed any possible stress she might have been hiding, considering that I, myself, was not a virgin. Oh no, another woman touched me before her! That means that she got me second-hand!

Veina nuzzled up to me. "Only the best for you, my love"

"Consider me a eunuch to all but five gals" I remarked.

Veina just chuckled.

"Yeah, there's no going back to human women for me now" I added.

"I admire your flattery. Pleasing our husband is, alone, a glorious reason to live, for us mamono. But being taken by you was much more pleasurable for us than for you.

Yes, you folks read that right.

I scoffed. "I think you need more sleep. Your delirious mind doesn't know what your mouth is saying"

"Don't I?" she challenged, perking up at the competition. "I have waited decades to seal my love with the man to be my husband. And now that I have tasted your delicious spirit energy... well, you saw the symbol on my womb. And now that my body has been claimed by you, my love, we are mates for life. I'll never leave you" she professed, setting her hand over my heart.

Touching. However, it wasn't just about her. Even without the fancy lightshow, I was in on it with the other girls; pun intended. All of my new 'wives' had marked me as theirs forever, and visa versa. Ain't it the truth? They all had that electric kiss, which could turn me into a babbling numb-skull. My parents told me that only someone you love can make your mind go so numb.

Five women, one guy. The more I wondered if they could get along, the more I realized that I might have another huge problem on my hands.

"You know... are you really okay with this being a six-way? I mean, sex is one thing, but living together is another"

Veina eyed me, then them and squinted a bit. It was evident that this topic wasn't completely smoothed out within her yet.

"Yes. I do, indeed, wish that I could have you all to myself. However, as much as I may desire... this is not about me. It's about what you desire. And if sharing you means your happiness and well-being, then that is how it shall be" she said as her resolute stood tall.

"Hmmph. Alright. But are you sure that they feel the same way about competition that you do?"

"I told you, we all came to an understanding. For your sake, we have all cast our selfish feelings aside, because if you are pleased, then we are pleased. So actually...-" Veina's smile came back, as did her fingers that played around with my chest hair. "-that makes us all winners" she caressed my chest. Seemingly, trying to get me going for round two. Or would this be round six?

Damn. Not that I've ever had girls fight over me, but a small dark part of me wonders who would win a winner take all contest. Or even more terrifying, if they made me choose. But hey, it's not every day that a group of smoking hotties think you're such a wonderful guy that they agree to form an exclusive club around you... and on top of you and underneath you and so on.

"And take turns sharing the prize. Well... sometimes taking turns" I remarked. My mind turning back toward a six way menage a trois.

"Sounds exciting. And who knows? Maybe over time, we can grow to love each other..." implied Veina as she glanced down at her sleeping co-wives. Not too much excitement on her face, but there was an underlying lascivious tone in her voice. Go figure. I doubt that someone like Veina only ever went 'one way', if you know what I mean. Nor was there a kink that could make her blush.

"That makes six of us" I added, smiling at my other wives.

"If you don't mind Jason, I want to discuss something important with you"

"Name it"

In Veina's hand appeared a sheet of manuscript that radiated a sharp blue light. Lots of small text to read above some blank lines.

"What's this?" I asked.

"This is a Demon's pact. The most precious magic at our disposal. It contains the power to bind us to our lover" she answered, rubbing her finger along one of the blank spaces.

Hmm, I remember reading a little bit about this. Demons had an affinity for these kind of legalities. Like a lawyer straight out of Beelzebub's school for the wicked, ready to sign some exclusivity rights. Become the 'soul owner' of someone. The irony is thicker than a neutron star. In short, this was marriage contract between a Demon and her sweetheart, with all kinds of erotic bells and whistles thrown in.

Although, there were two issues here. The first…

"As romantic as this is, this isn't a two-party affair anymore" I sneered.

"I'm aware of that, my love. But don't mistake this as a betrayal our understanding. This pact will bind them to you as much as it binds me" she assured, showing me the six blank spaces as her evidence.

So, say 'Goodbye' to monogamy, then? Always good to know the fine print. Well, that's issue one scratched off. But there was still issue two. And no, I'm not just talking about my horrendous handwriting.

A pen appeared in Veina's hand, which she used to sign her name in the fanciest way possible on the second space. She then handed the pen to me.

"You know, Veina, I don't think-" I started but was cut off by Veina who took ahold of my hand in hers.

"Please…" she implored. The usual flair in her dark eyes was missing, which signaled that we both had similar thoughts.

"Alright. Her goes nothing" I sighed and took the pen.

The anxiety stricken Veina tightened her grip on my hand and bit her lip as the tip of the pen closed in on the top blank space.

Pressing the pen into the blank space, I signed my name "Jason". At least, that's what should have happened. Instead, it was still blank. So I tried signing again. Nothing. Third times the charm? Not this time.

I shrugged and handed her back the pen, to which Veina squeezed down on the pen and let out a prolonged, livid groan. Intense enough to let out her scorn while keeping it low enough to not wake the other girls. She even whispered a few curses that I've never even heard of before. I'll have to write them down next time. I'm always looking to expand.

Once her short fury ended, she had regained her resolve, but the pen was snapped in half. A purple trail of smoke seeped out of it.

"Dammit. I was afraid this would happen" Veina uttered, making the pact vanish. As angry as she was, she was equally as sad.

I, on the other hand, wasn't surprised because I anticipated this happening. Sure, the pact binds the bodies and souls of the participating parties together in a neat little love knot with the words "Eternal Pleasure" written on it; or some shit like that. However, the pact seals the deal through magic...

Are you starting to see the issue here?

Nevertheless, I thought I'd come to Veina's aid for a change. "Who needs it? You claimed me back at the festival, so I claimed you here" I placed my arm around her. In trying to ease her grief, I made a play to her Demonic traditions.

Veina was more or less comforted by my words and looked up to me. "My love..."

"I couldn't run from you gals even if I wanted to"

"Not a chance" she scoffed with a more haughty voice; gradually relaxing. "But even if we cannot seal our love in magic, I shall abide by the contract myself. We all shall. All that matters is that we are your wives. You will always be ours forever. And we shall always be yours forever"

If I know Veina, I'd say that she wanted to intertwine all of her body with mine. But the other four having buried most of my sore body had halted her plan. So she settled for snuggling with her arms around my neck.

Damn skippy. I was confident enough living with them without having to sign some sort of a prenup. Besides, from what I understood, the pact gives both parties some sway over each other's bodily urges. Provocative strings to be pulled, if you will. And as expected, the magic can never be broken; allegedly. A literal wed-lock with no chance of divorce. Sound familiar to you folks? Of course I trust them now, but that type of play book was a little beyond my wheelhouse in this lifetime. I've got enough going on as it is. Out of the blue, I have five wives, one of which is a Demon. And we... might have had premarital sex. So, it's going to be hard enough to get buried in Christian ground now.

I might be banned from church from now on, or else I'd make the priests weep.

"Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?" I pondered out loud for her to hear while enjoying her cuddles.

"I simply had to see the expression on your face. I said everything I have is yours, including that" she avowed, to which I just scoffed. "Did you still take me for a sort of trollop thirsty for infidelity?"

"Up until recently, the thought had crossed my mind"

True, now that I understood the intimate loyalty of mamono better than before, I shouldn't have been surprised by their virginity. But I was. I mean, come on, just look at these specimens. Would you have believed it?

"So now that you understand us, you shouldn't have been surprised, correct?" she mused.

Oof.

"Eh, sure" I lied, partially.

"And you understand what we wish to bring to mankind. Together we will overcome the Order and fulfill the Maou's vision. Peace and fertility to all living in this war-torn world.

That's right... no wait. It wasn't. At least I... I don't think it was right. Right?

"Our futures as one begin now..." she murmured and started to doze off again.

Oh shit, that hit a nerve. No, I'm not having second thoughts on our little 'matrimony'. However, my mind was focused only on the here and now. Not the future. And what about the future? Of course I was weary about losing these girls in my crusade against the Skarliks, but I think my scope could use a little broadening. Besides stopping the Skarliks, what did our union mean for this world?

Because there was another battle going on. The one between the Demon Lord and the Order; two factions that I hold below contempt. What about that? I didn't want any part of that and I still don't. Yet, here I was. By saddling up with mamono, Veina in particular, I'd be choosing a side. That was definitely not included in my feelings for them. I have a new found respect for mamono, but I'm not looking forward to a world without humans. Not to mention that, even though I said that I wasn't going anywhere, I still want to get back to Earth if I can.

Uh-oh. Those are going to be some Hellish hurdles.

Oh shut the fuck up, you ass-wipe. Cross those goddamn bridges another day. Just enjoy this. Let your mind relax for once; especially your body, wink wink, nudge nudge. After all, aren't we all entitled to a sweet little honeymoon period? At least until more trouble comes along.

But... yeah, as exciting as my life had become, it's going to be a Helluva bumpy road ahead...

Until next time, readers

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Announcement:

I plan on putting Wormhole on a bit of a hiatus. No, I'm NOT going to abandon it, but I have some other stories that I want to get to work on. In the world of Monster Girl Encyclopedia, I have some ideas for one-shots, some multi-chapters (one season) stories, some silly comedy-focused episodic stories, and two crossovers, but nothing as big as Wormhole. However, I have an original comic book series that I'll try to get off the ground. So there's a lot going on.

And yes, I know that I take a while writing my chapters. Sorry about that, but I'm just slow to organize ideas, polish up things, and get everything into a state that I'm happy with. That's why I don't give any deadlines. But I can't thank all of you enough for being so patient with me. You're all awesome.

In the meantime, you can still send me PMs if you have any questions or just want to chat. But keep in mind, that if you're a Guest with no username, I can't answer you.

I'll likely announce the continuation of Wormhole at the end of another story. And don't worry, it's not just going to become a slice of life story. Things will accelerate from here on (with a little time dedicated to their married life). In fact, besides making grammar corrections to previous chapters (and FYI, I've retconned Veina to be 76 years old now), I plan on releasing some short bonus chapters where Jason meets each of his in-laws. There will also be a bonus chapter that briefly tells the first season of Wormhole from Veina's perspective.

Besides that, I'll be getting to work on some other stories. Hopefully I left this story on a good enough note to keep you satisfied.

Bye for now.