7 R-Selected World

by Jokiba

Richard Stevens, a normal, but lonely biology student gets sent to another world, where vore is the norm, and sex is common. How will he adjust to the vastly different world? Will he manage to survive without getting eaten? By HellPwnage1337

6. 6

I once again woke up in my bed in Malia's inner world, despite only being here for a single night. I felt pretty weak and dizzy after coming back from the dead once again. The first thing I saw was the human maid standing by my bed, seeming to wait for me the whole time.

"Good morning, master." She said politely while bowing.

"Morning Norina, was that your name?" I responded, still dazed after the experience.

"Yes, that's right."

"Wait, it's still morning?" I asked.

"Yes. It's still 8 'o clock in the day." She said.

"Right, I still need to get used to this time system. My planet has a 24-hour clock, not a 36-hour one if I remember correctly."

"Yes, you did. May I ask, how did you like my stomach?"

"It was a strange experience, and it was a bit painful." She looked a bit shameful. "But I still somehow enjoyed it." Her face brightened up. "It reminded me of a hot spring with a massage if that makes sense to you. Your body temperature heated up the acids to a nice temperature with the churning acting as a masseuse, and the aphrodisiacs made the pain become manageable. If I had the pain sensors your people seem to have, I probably would have enjoyed it even more."

"I appreciate your kind words, Master."

"You're welcome. Because of your quality stomach, I probably wouldn't mind being eaten again in the future."

"Are you serious about this?" Norina said with a serious face.

"I guess so. Why do you ask?"

"The lizard-kin has always wanted to eat someone. If you ever wish to be prey again, may I advise you to ask her?"

"Sure. Ugh." I felt a dizzy spell. "Sorry. I meant: Sure, I'll ask her."

"Do you need any refreshments? Resurrection can be taxing for those with weak souls, as you probably felt the last time."

"Yes, please. What do you have?"

"Fruit milk." She said sitting on the bed, massaging her large breasts. Breasts? What about the fruit. Wait, didn't Mom say something about being able to eat with her breasts? I think I get it now…

"Sounds good." I leaned over to try it out. I gave her breast a gentle massage while sucking on her nipple. The firm, knobby piece of flesh eagerly gave up its contents, squirting fresh milk into my mouth. Her milk was very sweet and refreshing, However, there was a flavor to it that didn't belong. It was like a fruity flavor that had a cool, but somewhat tart flavor, like fruits that were native to a tropical island. I could also taste the tartness of citrus in the fruits. It almost reminded me of a pina colada, which I tried out once at a restaurant back home.

"Wow, that's pretty good."

"Thank you, Master." She said with a formal, but happy tone.

"So, you digested these fruits with your breasts to add to the flavor?"

"That's right, master. Try the other one. The blend of fruits I used for that one is different. I hope you'll enjoy it." Norina offered.

I went for her other one. Her soft, but firm breast erupted with milk into my mouth. This milk had more of a mixed berry kin of flavor, with a hint of a fruit punch. I released her nipple, giving a pleasant sigh,

"It feels nice being babied like this," I said.

"As you wish." Norina said with a smile. She laid down on her side. "Come on, master. Let your mother feed you."

I laid down with her, mouth by her nipple, careful not to squish her pregnant stomach, that now looked like it was about 4 months old. I suckled her bouncy teats, while her arms wrapped around me in a warm hug. I hugged back. I stayed there for a quite a while sucking her nipple and getting my fill of her delicious fruity milk from both sides. It felt peaceful, like I had nothing to worry about.

"I once did this to the goddess in one of her dreams. It was a few lifetimes ago when she was a baby, too young to control her inner world consciously. She seemed to have unconsciously created me and have me nurse her. It felt nice, acting like a part of her world, wanting to raise her to be a happy child, playing with her like we did in a previous life. But, it was not to be. The dream was eventually over, and I eventually disappeared again." She reminisced, but I was too enamored with her milk and her lovely breasts to really pay attention.

I eventually stopped sucking and just laid there, feeling her warmth. I nestled my head against her large, pillowy boobs. My weak spell had even gone away. Eventually, I had to get up.

"Are you feeling better, Master?" Norina asked.

"Yes, thank you. I guess I may need to hold off on being prey for a while." I said.

"I would admit, part of me wishes you would be the predator. With you as the prey, it feels more like you're serving us, rather than us serving you as your loyal servants and prey."

"I mean, I don't really mind helping out a bit and giving you…relief if you need it." I said. "I'm going to live in this house with you for a long time, I guess I should look at you like you're my family, right?"

"Thank you, Master." She said, smiling.

We headed downstairs to the living room, where I was surprised to see that everyone was still here. They were all sitting around in the living room, watching some kind of cartoon on TV, or at least their magical equivalent of a TV. I also noticed that Malia must have created 2 more couches to fit everyone here.

"Excuse me, dear guests. My master has finished resurrecting." Norina politely called to the girls.

"Richard! You're back!" Kyrea cried, running over to me, giving me a hug.

"'Bout time you came to. Started to worry about you." Orana called out from the couch, while giving Dorea a hotseat, but with some difficulty as her stomach was still bulging from her giant meal.

"Sorry about that."

"Richard! How's my partner doing?" Malia asked.

"Still feeling a bit weak. What are you guys watching?"

"The Grand Journey. It's a pretty good show. Lots of action, sexy guys, hot girls, and amazing vore scenes. They actually made vore a major part of the plot and really show the bond between predator and prey. It's genius how they did it." Dorea said, Orana's dick sliding in and out fairly slowly to allow both of them to focus on the show too without making much noise. I noticed that I didn't understand what the people in the show were saying. My theory was that since I understand the people here is because our souls are communicating in the "universal soul language" that the translator patch use and our minds translate this soul language into a language we're comfortable with. Since the TV doesn't have a soul, I can't understand it.

"Come on! Join us!" Kyrea said with a big smile on her face.

I sat next to Malia with Kyrea sitting on my lap. Her tiny bare butt was touching my naked thighs. While I wasn't really sexually attracted to little girls, my thoughts drifted off to before. My naked body on top of hers, my teeth biting into her juicy flesh, her delicious blood spilling into my mouth, hungry for more. My cock got hard thinking about it. I quickly shook by head to get that disturbing thought out of my mind. I tried to start a conversation with Malia to get myself to stop thinking about that event.

"So, what's this show about?" I asked her.

"So basically, it takes place in this other world where tamers capture these monsters by eating them, and these monsters turn into soul gems after they're digested. They can be summoned by using these soul gems. The tamers then form a powerful bond with their monsters, and they go on these magical adventures. It's been going on for a long time spanning multiple eras. I probably have seen this show in my previous lives, too." Malia explained. Huh, the premise of the show sounds pretty familiar, like several other shows I've seen on Earth. Her face turned somewhat wistful. "I always wanted to have adventures like them. Kicking ass, getting a harem, eating tons of prey, becoming stronger and smarter on my own great journey to godhood. Doesn't that sound awesome?"

"Yeah, it does. I guess me getting sent here is the closest thing I've gotten to an adventure."

"I wonder if I can have adventures in your world?" Malia asked.

"Probably not. The only adventures you can get there are in video games. The fact that you eat people will probably get you a lot of enemies there, too. I wouldn't recommend it."

"Meh, a girl can dream, can she?" Malia huffed.

I turned back to the TV. The show overall, was quite entertaining despite not understanding what they said. I could feel the characters' emotions given by the high-quality voice acting.

While watching the show, I noticed that these monsters aren't animals, like the similar shows on earth, but actual monster-people, like lamias, scyllas, vampires, and so on. Even some familiar monsters appeared, like centaurs.

"Wait, the monsters are the same species as the maids you summoned. Don't the ones in real life get offended by their portrayal?"

Malia shrugged her shoulders. "I haven't heard of anybody complaining about it. It's probably a rare thing that only crazy people bitch about. Hell, I've heard of times where the writers make up their own monster species for the show, and actual people change their bodies to look like them,"

"You mean, with gene editing? I guess many people owe their species' creation on this show, so the few people complaining about the show will anger those people and create a backlash. Makes sense, I guess."

"The only thing I have to complain about is that we get nothing but reruns here." Sorana said.

"Hey, I can't help it. I can't just make up new episodes out of thin air. I have to see it a couple times first." Malia shot back.

During their argument, I felt a tiny hand touch my hard penis.

"Richie, can I ride your dick?" Kyrea asked.

"But you're too …" I started reflexively. Right, this world is all about sex. I already broke most of my world's taboos. Should I just toss them aside? How do I get out of this one? I suddenly felt a strange hunger towards Kyrea. An urge to consume her. Not just physically, but sexually too. This hunger felt similar to the one I felt when I ate her before. I looked at her cute face. Her mouth was moving, whispering to something I couldn't see. The hunger suddenly left. I was left confused.

"Please, Richard. Can I?" she begged, snapping me out of my confusion.

"Ok, you win." I said. "Here we go." I lifted her up by her armpits, which was a lot more difficult than I thought given the increased gravity.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Hehe. Yeah!" Kyrea shouted with glee.

"Ok." I gently lowered her onto my dick, the round head kissing her tiny hole's opening. A bit of force later, and my dick pierced its way in, her extremely tight pussy-walls gave my cock a warm hug. I released her arms, letting her put her weight down on my pole. She managed to take the whole thing quite easily, despite her small size. She slowly moved around, giving out cute, high-pitched moans.

"Ahh. Doesn't it feel good, Richie?" she asked.

"Yeah. Your pussy is really tight."

"Thanks. You're really gentle. Not like Tyria." Her voice seemed to turn sad.

"Is she bullying you?" I asked worriedly. It felt weird having a serious talk during sex, but I had to ask.

"No. She's usually nice but sometimes when she fucks me, she goes crazy. It's like she stops caring about how I feel. There have even been a few times where she almost kills me." Does Tyria have multiple personalities or does she just more easily give in to her baser urges? "She's not gentle. Not like you. That's why I love you." She said, putting her hand on my thigh. Her pure touch made me cum inside of her, but it was a more slow, gradual orgasm. Kyrea began slowly moving again, warming me up for another round.

"What about your parents? Have you told them?"

"They know because Mom heals me. I told them not to get mad at her because she always says, "I'm sorry" whenever she goes crazy, and tries to make it up to me."

"I'm not sure how I can make her calm down, but I guess I can help you work through this."

"Thank you, Richie." Kyrea said happily.

We continued to watch the show in this position. Despite having my cock inside of her, she didn't really move as she was focused on the TV. The small motions of her body, the light pulsing of her pussy, they all slowly and steadily brought the both of us to orgasm multiple times. The orgasms weren't a sudden burst of euphoria, but long, drawn-out releases, lasting several seconds. I gave her almost-flat chest a soft rub. Her nipples started dripping with milk as she softly moaned. Meanwhile, the male protagonist of The Grand Journey was having sex with a slime-girl, her gelatinous body draped on top of him, milking his cock, her nucleus rubbing against his dick. As they came, he began to slurp her up like soup. The slime, with pleasure on her face, was happy to let him eat her. They came once more as his throat and stomach bulged with the rest of her gooey body easily sliding inside of him. After a short scene of them talking with her in his stomach while she digested (with an x-ray view of her touching herself inside of his stomach), the episode was over.

Kyrea's tiny pussy slowly rose up, releasing my cock. Only a small amount of cum dripped out of her hole due to my biology, despite the multiple times I came.

"That was nice, Richie." She said.

"Yeah. Your pussy is really tight. I can understand why Farrah and Tyria would want to have sex with girls as young as you… Sorry. I didn't mean to bring that up."

"It's fine, Richie. I'm used to it. I still care about Tyria and enjoy having sex with her even though she's rough."

"Any idea how to get Tyria to calm down?"

"No."

"Does she even know what you like?"

"I told her many times, but she can't help it."

"Well, what do you like, anyway?"

"I just want a gentle lover. One that cares for me and treats me nice when they fuck me or eat me."

"Do you think I can get her to slow down?"

Kyrea shook her head. "I don't think so."

"Sigh. I can't think of anything."

"It's OK, really. I've been living with her all my life. I can handle it. It even feels good usually. Let's just watch TV." Kyrea said, but her face looked sad. She sat on the opposite side of me to Malia.

"Kyrea..." I said worriedly.

"You're worried about her, huh?" asked Malia.

"Yeah."

"Don't worry about it. Tyria's a good kid. It's not like she has actually killed her or anything."

"Are you talking about me?" asked Tyria, who seemed like she overheard parts of our conversation.

"Yeah. I…"

"I know. I just can't help it, y'know. She's just so cute and her holes feel so good. I just want to ravage her and make her mine!" Tyria said with a sad face.

"I get it, but that's not what I want."

"I know, you two." Malia interrupted. "Hey, Kyrea."

"What is it, Aunt Malia?"

"How about you make Tyria cum a few times before she puts it in. Give her a handjob or eat her out or something. Maybe she's just too horny to control herself."

"Yeah, give it a try." I agreed.

"Ok!" They said together.

The sat next to each other. Kyrea gently wrapped her tiny hand around Tyria's 8-inch dick and moved it up and down.

"Even your hands are cute, Kyrie!" Tyria moaned, starting to buck her hips. She came quite quickly, spraying her cum all over her lap. Tyria leaned over to kiss her half-sister whose pure cuteness made Tyria hard again. Kyrea giggled and started stroking her off again. Tyria seemed mostly in control so I turned to the TV and resumed watching.

After the episode, we decided to stop there for now. I looked to my side to find that Tyria was fucking Kyrea. Tyria looked like she was struggling to control herself, but it didn't look as brutal as it did before, so I decided to count that as progress and leave it alone for now.

"So, what now?" I asked.

"Now that most of us are well fed, how about we train? All this waiting around for this bitch to digest is making me antsy." Orana said, patting her bloated stomach, who looked like still had a couple hundred pounds of undigested meat still inside.

"Sounds fun!" Malia said. "Time to show you what a future goddess can really do."

"Training? I, uh, guess so? I mean I don't know what you have in mind for me, but I'm not sure if I want to be a fighter or anything."

"Dude, you're fuckin' weak as shit." Orana huffed. "What the hell will you do when some predator comes after you or a hungry feral tries to eat you, huh?"

"I mean…"

"The only reason Malia was able to eat you was because you're weak. If she tried that with me, she would be the one being eaten instead."

"Hey!" Malia complained, looking ticked off.

"Face it, if you get reborn as the way you are right now, you'll get eaten fast."

"Look, I get it. I'll train with you."

"Great! Let's go!" said Orana.

"And go get that gun I gave you." Added Malia.

"As for me, I have a couple of cuties to "supervise". Farrah said with a grin.

I met them outside, gun in hand. It seemed that they started without me.

Orana was sparring with Sorana. However, it seemed more like a fight from some anime rather than a simple hand-to -hand fight. Orana's body was glowing yellow as she conjured large stones and threw them at her opponent. Sorana's legs glowed orange as she side-stepped the stones with unnatural speed as the orange flowed from her legs to her arms as she shot orange projectiles of energy back at Orana. I could faintly see her mouth move as Sorana's counterattack made its way over. The as the first energy ball hit its mark as Orana tanked the attack, still apparently chanting.

"Heat Armor!" She shouted as a shell of fire wrapped around her body.

The rest of the projectiles hit their marks as the burning armor withstood the attack, but I could see some cracks in it. Orana closed the gap with her magic armor and tried to attack, but Sorana dodged and went for a counterattack, having her orange glow flow to her hands as she punched Orana, making her grunt in pain, seemingly doing little damage. However, the Heat Armor started to show signs of damage as parts of Orana's body seemed to lose its protection. The orange glow from Sorana seemed to offer some protection from the burning armor, but the fire won out singing her hand, making her jump back. Sorana shot more of the projectiles at Orana, trying to keep her distance. Taking advantage of her protection, Orana pursued her opponent, but was out-speeded due to her extra weight. Orana spread her hands forward and unleashed a wave of fire at Sorana causing her to jump upwards with burns all over her body. With both of her hands in front of her she unleashed a beam of orange energy at Orana. Unable to dodge, she braced herself for the attack by having the fire from the armor move to her front side. With the armor, she withstood the attack with little damage, but the armor was all but destroyed. Seeing her chance, Sorana closed in using her glowing fists and punched at her much larger sister. From what I could tell, she wasn't attacking at the areas that I would expect but was instead targeting specific areas that were unusual. Suddenly, one of Orana's arms went limp, so she began chanting. When it seemed like Sorana went for the finisher, Orana shouted "Burning Blade!" The flaming blade that beheaded Kyrea earlier shot out from Orana's hand catching Sorana off guard and burned a large black mark across her abdomen, making her scream out in not just pain, but pleasure too.

Sorana struggled to get up, but couldn't, so she said weakly, "Ok, I give up."

"Not bad, sis! You surprised me with that beam attack, but it still wasn't enough." Said Orana with pride.

Dorea rushed over to help her little sister. "You did quite well, but you're nowhere near as strong as Orana."

"I know, haha."

Dorea gave a warm smile as her chest glowed green. The glow spread to her arms and onto Sorana's body. The large burn mark slowly turning the burnt skin and flesh back to healthy tan skin.

"I could use a drink." Sorana said.

"Certainly. You earned it." She said as she lowered her pussy to Sorana's face. Warm pee filled Sorana's mouth as she drank greedily of her sister's waste. Dorea helped Sorana to her feet as she licked around her lips at the few droplets running down her chin. Dorea then healed the light wounds that Orana had suffered, so that she was back in good condition.

"I-I don't think I can handle something like that." I said, slightly frightened at the show of power.

"You won't. I'll go easy on you." Said Orana. "Here's how we'll do this. We'll stand apart at about 15 yards away. You try to shoot me with that pussy ass gun of yours and I'll throw these weak ass fireballs at you, showing me a small fireball a few inches across. They won't kill you, but they'll sting quite a bit. We'll try to dodge each other's attacks until one of us gets hurt to the point that we give up. You shouldn't have much issue hitting me, as I'm a lot bigger than the targets you've been practicing on, and I'm still slowed down from that tasty cow of yours.

"I-I'll try."

"Great! Now, try not to bore me."

We stood apart at the agreed upon distance. I loaded my first out of 8 mana cells into the gun, set the gun to "stun mode" and turned on the power. The gun powered up with energy as Orana said a small chant, conjuring a fireball. I placed the other cells on the ground as I didn't have any pockets as I was still naked like everyone else.

"Ready?"

I nodded.

"Go!" she shouted hurling a fireball at me. The fireball traveled quite slowly as I was able to see it and somewhat predict its general path. I struggled to get away, hindered by the high gravity that I still haven't completely gotten used to yet. The fireball missed by only a few inches. I panicked a bit from how close that was and saw that another fireball was sent my way. I stumbled out of the way and fired at Orana, shooting 3 shots. The first 2 missed but the third hit her in the leg, leaving a tiny, bleeding wound.

"Richard, what are you doing?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You can't beat me if you don't try to kill me. You think this bug bite can make me submit!?" She yelled. She let loose fireballs from both hands I dodged the first one, but the second hit me in the chest. I cried out in pain. As promised, it wasn't lethal, but what was left looked to be a second, maybe third-degree burn a few inches across. Instinctively clutched my wound from the pain, losing focus.

"You won't have time to nurse your wounds in a fight!" she yelled as she let loose another one.

I jumped out of the way, almost spraining my ankle from the increased weight on my body.

Out of fear, I switched my gun to "kill mode" and panic-fired. 7 shots made its way over, but they all missed.

"Come on! Are you even trying to hit me!?" She taunted.

The gun clicked several times as my brain finally realized that I was out of ammo and had to reload. I saw a fireball come over. I ducked under the spell and picked up 4 new cells off the ground with my off-hand and reloaded my gun.

I tried to think. It seemed like there is a fairly long delay between fireballs. Maybe if I can fire right after I dodge, I may stand a chance. I waited for the next one and dodged with the attack barely missing. I tried to aim the best I could under the pressure and fired 4 shots. She tried to dodge, but one hit her in her large chest, destroying her right breast in a shower of blood, milk, and fat.

"Fuck! Nice one, Richard!" Orana panted in pleasure. Her cock grew erect as pre-cum dripped from the tip. "Now, your warm-up is over!"

Orana conjured a fireball in each of her hands, firing one while the other charged up, increasing her fire rate. I hurried to dodge them while trying to return fire, but I couldn't aim well so they all missed or were dodged. I quickly ran out of ammo, so I had to reload. I didn't have the muscle memory to do it quickly or without looking, so I had to take my eyes off the fight momentarily. It was at this point that I was thrown back by a fireball. The blast hit my stomach, inflicting severe burns. Shit! I don't know if I could take this pain for much longer. I ran as fast as I could to the side while reloading to avoid getting hit.

"Running away, are you?" taunted Orana as she threw more fireballs, trying to lead her shots.

I managed to get a new cell in before I took another blast, hitting my left arm, knocking my spare cells out of my hand. She didn't give me time to rest as she fired more fireballs at me. I quickly got on the ground as her attacks passed over my head, aimed, and emptied my gun at her. She began trying to dodge, but due to her slow speed and the faster moving energy blasts, 2 of my shots hit; one hitting her arm, tearing her muscles, making it go limp and the other hitting her stomach, the blast tearing through her skin and well-toned abs, making a giant sac of flesh drop out of her belly along with her intestines with blood pouring out. The sudden lack of muscular support made her bend over as her stomach acted as an iron ball weighing her down. However, blood wasn't the only thing pouring out. The pleasure that came with the pain caused cum to pour out from her large cock as well as the pussy that hid behind it.

"That's it!" she panted as she threw a fireball with her remaining arm at me. I tried to dodge, but since I was on the ground fighting against the high gravity as well as the grass agitating my burnt flesh, I couldn't dodge and took the blast to my face. After that hit, my vision in one eye went dark as my left eyelid and eye were burnt to a crisp. I couldn't take it anymore. I have to submit.

"I give up! You win!" I yelled.

The fireball charging in her hand disappeared.

"Not bad, Richard! You could have won if you fought through the pain, you know." Orana said, stuffing her enlarged stomach and intestines back into her belly as she walked over. "Just check out my condition. My stomach was torn apart, and my arm was useless. You were right next to your ammo with one good eye, so you could have quickly reloaded and finished me off."

I looked to my side and saw the ammo I dropped within arm's reach. She was right. I sighed.

"Yeah, even with all the times I died, I'm still not used to the pain."

"That's the main reason that I used non-lethal fireballs. If I used lethal ones, you would never have felt much pain to fight through."

"Thanks… I guess." I huffed. A small, dark part of me wished for revenge. "Can I get healed now?"

"Sure, whatever. Our fight is finished anyways." She said. "But really, it sucks that you don't get that hit of pleasure when you feel pain. It's feels amazing fighting someone who's equal to you. Bringing each other closer to climax and death? It's like a different form of sex altogether." She explained enthusiastically as Dorea came over and healed me and Orana with her Green Magic.

I struggled to push myself back to my feet as gravity and exhaustion weighed against my body.

"Need a hand?" asked Sorana as she offered a hand to me.

"Thanks." I said, taking the hand as she lifted me up to my feet. "I think that fighting Orana was a bad idea."

"She went easy on you. Hell, she went easy on me, and she still kicked my ass. Need a drink?" she asked, offering her breast.

"Sure." I got down on my knees and put her nipple in my mouth.

"Mmmm." She moaned as I started sucking on her hardening nipple. Warm milk filled my mouth. It was surprisingly salty and acidic. Wait, this isn't milk. Is this pee?

I released her nipple and swallowed. The pee was pretty refreshing. I think that I feel better already.

"Surprised? I had my tits modded so that they produce pee instead of milk. You think that I would feed my kids an inferior product?" Sorana said.

"I was only a little surprised, but it's you we're talking about. This is something only you would do. It still is good stuff." I said as I resumed feeding from her nipple.

"Heh. Thanks, I've been in the streets after school offering my services to others for years. I saved my money for this kind of mod, and I can say that it's been worth it."

I sat on the ground and Sorana followed suit.

"Damn, is she fighting again!?" Sorana asked, shocked.

Orana was indeed fighting again, but this time with Malia. Safe to say that Malia had no chance. Malia fought by morphing her body and using her cock as a spear. Orana's mostly fire-based attacks would counter her flesh.

Orana cast Heat Armor. Yep, Malia's done. Malia used her dick as a spear, reinforcing it with her Red Magic and shot it at Orana's burning body. The dick managed to penetrate the armor as well as Orana's body.

"Good hit. I keep forgetting that you ate someone, so your power went up. Not like it's going to make a difference." Orana said as she gripped her dick with her flaming hands, turning the appendage into ashes, cauterizing the stump of what's left. Malia stepped back in shock, her magic working to heal her dick.

"Damn it! What the hell can I do?" she said to herself.

Wait can't she…?

"Hey, Malia! Use your cum to put out the flames! You might have a chance!" I shouted to her.

"Hey, no giving her hints! That's cheating!" Orana yelled.

Orana closed the gap and tried to use her Burning Blade to attack Malia, but she managed to dodge the attacks while she continued regenerating her dick. When she finished healing it, she leapt back and called out "Ivory Gun!" as wads of pressurized cum shot out of her dick as she kept backing up, building distance. The white goo shot at her opponent as she tried to dodge. The wads of cum hit the armor, which made it release steam as the flames evaporated it, but I could see holes in the armor. Soon, Malia had a sly grin on her face as she placed her hands on her balls. The balls glowed red as they began to enlarge. The twin spheres grew until they began touching the ground as Malia sat on them. Malia's cock began widening and lengthening until her cock began to resemble a small cannon. Is she going to do what I think she's doing? Now that I think about it, the amount of cum that the people here release seems to correlate with the size of their balls, but cum doesn't actually work like that. Semen is created in the prostate while sperm is created in the testicles. Maybe the two organs' functions are combined in their balls.

"Oh no, you don't!" Orana growled as she rushed over trying to interrupt her attack. But it was too late.

"Ivory Cannon!" Malia shouted as a large stream of pressurized cum sprayed out in the force of the water cannon on a firetruck. Massive amounts of white goo covered Orana head to toe as her armor was completely extinguished. She started coughing and wiping her eyes from all the cum in her lungs and face. I could barely see bruises all over her body through all the cum. She used her enlarged cock and now shrunk balls and rushed over to Orana. "Spear of God's Judgment!!!" she yelled as her cock expanded to its maximum length and girth at Orana at high speeds. The cock rammed through her chest, shattering her ribs, and ramming against her heart and lungs, drenching the nearby grass with her blood.

Malia stood in shock at the scene, heavily panting.

"Good… fight." Orana said weakly as she fell over. "Now claim… your prize."

"I… I DID IT!" Malia yelled.

"Don't get too cocky." Dorea said. "She still went easy on you."

"I… I know. Don't ruin it for me."

"Still, nice job! Good job avenging me! Haha!" Sorana laughed.

Malia went over to her fallen opponent.

"Hey, Richard! Do you want some of her? If it wasn't for you snapping me out of it, I would be the one that's on the ground?"

"I, uh, sure. Thanks." I said, walking over.

"Heh…Giving…your…savior…a…share? Cough! Cough! Why not. I'm … your… kill…anyways." Orana said weakly. "Go on… Eat up."

I knelt down next to her and placed my hands on her breasts, one of which was damaged from Malia's last attack. The firm, springy cushions folded inwards from my hands. I gave her nipples a light rub and continued kneading her breasts.

"Heh.Heh…Good choice" Orana panted.

I bent over and gave the breast, the breast of the woman that caused me such pain before, a large bite. The firm jello-like fat melted in my mouth while the blood seasoned it just right and her sweat gave the skin a nice, salty flavor. The fat had a mellow, yet slightly spicy flavor, which was quite enjoyable. What really set the meat apart was the amount of power I felt in the meat. It even dwarfed the amount Kyrea had and made the taste more intense. Orana gave a soft moan from the sensation of her sexy tits being eaten. I swallowed and had another bite. 'The fat is actually quite addicting,' I thought as I swallowed and had another bite. This one had some of her mammary gland containing her milk in it. It was a nice, sweet treat that went well with her breast fat. I could feel a bit of pleasure building up within me. I think there are aphrodisiacs in the milk too and they were being released when I began eating the juicy breast. When finished eating the breast, the memory of the delicious flavor of the breast fat and milk stimulated my appetite. I hungrily looked towards the other breast.

"Hungry, ain't ya? You'll… make… a…fine…predator." Orana panted.

I quickly bit into her other breast. The wonderful fat, the juicy meat, the sweet milk, the savory blood. It all combined together to make an amazing meal. I think I could barely taste something else. I think it might be the endorphins being released into her system. I took a quick look at her. Face. She seemed to be in extreme amounts of pleasure. Even her cock is twitching from it. I gave her cock a stroke. It already felt like it was ready to blow. Orana gave a weak, pleasurable cry as I pointed her cock at her remaining breast, and she came hard. A whole gallon of cum blanketed the breast in her own special sauce. I resumed feeding on her plump breast. The cum really takes the flavor to another level. The cum added a nice, salty, yet slightly fruity flavor to the wonderful treat. I hungrily finished the breast, leaving her completely flat-chested; her broken ribs showing through her bared, bloody flesh. I let out a small burp as my appetite was completely satiated.

"You done?" Malia asked. I nodded as she took over and put Orana's feet into her mouth. She slowly began moving up her body consuming more. Her cock, her still enlarged stomach, the remains of her boobs, they were all consumed by the soon-to-be goddess. When she reached her head, I gave a small wave to Orana, who responded by a small, graceful nod. Malia finished swallowing her older sister as her large body stretched her stomach to an extreme degree. Malia used her magic, strengthening her body to help herself up. She stumbled on her feet, clutching her body.

"Damn, that fight wore me out." She gave her stomach a pat and said, "That was a nice fight, Orana."

"Ha…You…earned…it." Orana said through her stomach.

"Still…" Malia suddenly gave me a hug. It was cute when she was in her small, natural form in the real world, but now that she's in her soul's ideal form with her wonderfully large breasts, her sexy curves, her luscious hair, it awakened something in me. "Thank you, Richard. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have won."

"W-what do you mean?" I said, blushing from her sexy body. "All I did was give you a small hint."

"That, and you gave me your soul. I can't thank you enough for that. She was fighting me as though she was going against the old me, so your power gave me the leg up I needed to win. So, thank you, Richard."

"You're welcome, Malia." I said, hugging her back, my rock-hard cock poking against her bulging stomach. I could feel Orana weakly rubbing it through Malia's stomach.

"Now, should I do something about this?" Malia asked with a grin, rubbing my cock with her soft, feminine hands.

I gave a small nod as my mind thought only about having this perfect woman in my bed. But, doing it outside is fine too. She turned around, got on her stomach (which Orana's body kept her body up as if she was on her hands and knees), and said, "Come on, dear disciple. Pleasure your goddess."

I eagerly got behind her, placed my hands on her perfectly plump ass, and slowly pushed my rock-hard cock into her inviting pussy, making sure to enjoy every bump and fold. It was even more enjoyable than yesterday. Her skilled muscles were amazing at milking my cock. I just wish I had more cock for her to milk. I'll admit that I was pretty jealous of Orana's and Rayne's massive cocks. Speaking of which, I could see the outline of Orana's large dick sticking through the side of Malia's stomach, making a tent. Malia took her cock into her hand and started rubbing away, using her stomach lining as a cock-sleeve. I moved my hands to her waist for more leverage to pound harder and faster. I felt Malia's large balls bounce against mine as I pounded her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah." Malia cried in pleasure in rhythm to my thrusts. I could feel my orgasm building up quickly.

"Malia! I think I'm cumming!"

"Me too!"

I let out a yell as I gave a final thrust, dousing her pussy with my cum. Malia and Orana gave their own cries as Malia's cum drenched the grass below and Orana flooded her tomb with her own cum. I felt a bit of pride in seeing my cum drip out of her beautiful pussy.

"Ha! That was fun! Want to go another round?" Malia panted.

"No thanks. I need a break."

"Suit yourself. In the meantime, need to go hurry and digest my prey before Mom gets back to make lunch." She said as she got up.

She covered her stomach in red energy, which quickly dissipated. She started groaning as if in pain, clutching her body tightly.

"Shit. I thought I felt sore from the fight, but I'm out of Red Mana."

"Red Mana?"

"Yeah, the energy I use for Red Magic. Each of the types of magic uses a different kind of soul energy, or mana. If you run out of one type, you can still use the other types. It's kinda like if your right arm is tired, you can still use your left arm."

"So, if I were to learn all types of magic, I can use magic longer, and maybe even combining them?"

"It's not a good idea. My magic teacher at school said something like, "If you try to master everything, you'll master nothing.", so most people just stick with one or two. As for combining the types, I heard that it's dangerous. It's like the different types of mana are at war with each other and bad things can happen if you try to do it. There are a few famous fighters that managed to do it and boosted their power by a lot though."

"Maybe you should try anyways. It's risky but it might give you a good boost to win duels for prey. Or you know, give you some more tools to work with."

"Maybe… on second thought, I will! I'm getting tired of being shit on by people who have been lucky getting prey. I'm going to get more magic and kick a whole bunch of ass! Believe it!" she shouted as she jumped up in excitement… only to fall down belly first from Orana's weight. It was kinda funny seeing what appeared to be a grown woman act like a child, and also maybe a little cool.

"Oof!" She and Orana grunted as she got up. "Well, I guess I should get Sorana to help me digest her, as well as ask her if I she can help me learn Orange Magic. I think that it would go well with my fighting style."

"Why not just ask your magic teacher?"

"She doesn't know Orange Magic and the teacher that does is in a different period."

"What magic does your teacher know?"

"Red and Green."

"Then try learning Green Magic. From what I heard, it's good at healing. You could use it to survive longer in a fight. Maybe you could ask and sign up for Orange Magic next year or something."

"Yeah, that might be a good idea."

"As for me, maybe I could be the one who learns Orange Magic from Sorana. I'm thinking that I want to learn all types of magic eventually. Magic is something that was thought to be fiction in my planet, so I want to see what each could do."

"Sounds good, I guess." Malia said as she hefted her giant stomach over to Sorana.

"Oh…come…on. I…was…enjoying it… in here." Orana weakly complained as Malia's stomach appeared to be churning more rapidly under Sorana's Orange Magic, causing Orana to moan as she was broken apart faster.

"So, what exactly does your Orange Magic do?" I asked Sorana.

"It pretty much is about controlling your body's energy. What I'm doing is using my body's energy to redirect Malia's energy to make her stomach work faster. I did a similar thing to Farrah's tubes earlier."

"It sounds a bit like Red Magic."

"It's a lot less direct. Red Magic from what I know is about directly controlling your body while Orange Magic controls the energy within your body. It's a totally different feeling."

"Sounds interesting. Do you think you can teach me the basics?"

"Sure, but while I'm training you with magic, you'll also train in the path of a toilet." She said with a grin.

I blushed in nervousness. "I, uh." I stammered.

"Come on. You know you like it. I even overheard your maids mention it while you were reviving."

Damn. She was right. I cringed at the memory of telling them that I don't mind eating their poop. I honestly liked it, but I didn't want to make it my whole life. But learning Orange Magic would be a good advantage later on.

"Ok, you win. I'm a toilet." I sighed.

"I just don't feel that you mean it. Now, what are you?" She asked with her voice raised.

"A toilet!" I said louder.

"And what's your favorite food?"

"Poop!" I cringed harder at hearing myself say it. Why does it feel like I'm joining a cult!?

"Now prove it!" she moved her hand downwards, feeling Malia's lower torso. "It feels like there's plenty of brown gold in here just waiting to be mined. Luckily, there's a good toilet here to harvest it…" She said with a sly grin.

"Hahaha! You're really doing this, bro?" Malia laughed. "Glad I didn't let Sorana be my teacher. I bet this was your motivation the whole time."

"S-shut up." I said, blushing in embarrassment. I turned to Sorana. "Think I can do this later? I-I mean, I'm still full from eating Orana's boobs. Yeah!"

"Rule #1 of being a toilet: No denying someone who's about to soil herself. Suck it up!" Sorana ordered with a grin, sending orange energy into Malia's body.

"Shit! I-It's going to come out!" Malia cried, holding her hands in front of her butt while bending over.

"She shits the ground, and you have to find a new teacher." Sorana said with a grin.

"Damn it!" I said as I moved her hands and put my mouth to her ass. Have I mentioned that her ass was amazing? It sure made doing this a lot easier. I hesitantly stuck my tongue inside. I felt her smelly brown log moving quickly inside my mouth. The taste seemed a bit like salted chicken, but had a more of a bitter, acidic tone to it. It was still quite good, even addicting. I bit into it. It was pretty soft, like biting into an extra-tender burger, if it was mixed with little hard grains and tiny shards of bone. I swallowed as more started trying to shove itself into my mouth. I didn't even have any chance to chew, so I started swallowing it whole. As more came my mind drifted away. I thought about who's poop this was. Malia's beautiful body worked hard to make this; she took in her prey through her lovely lips, sent them through her wonderful waist and it came out in this nice package. I thought about the prey she ate; the cute harpy girl, Virginia, who not only had a nice ass but had a voice that was very beautiful. In a way, I'm also eating her, too but in a way that doesn't harm her. These thoughts made my cock grow hard. Before I knew it, Malia was finished. I snapped out of my thoughts. My stomach felt like it was stretched to its limits.

"Wow, it seemed like you really enjoyed it, Richard." Malia said with a smirk.

"I guess I did, yeah. Urp. I think I ate too much."

"Welcome to the club, Richard." Sorana said, smiling.

"Hehe. Thanks, I guess. I hope I don't get sick with all…the…Shit I forgot!"

"What!?" Sorana asked.

"There's bacteria in poop. If I kept being a toilet while I was alive or ate raw flesh, I could've gotten sick."

"Huh, I never gotten that sick from eating poop, and I don't think anyone I know got sick just from eating someone raw." Sorana said.

"I guess I might have saved you by eating you, then. Haha." Malia laughed.

"Yeah, thanks." I huffed.

Now that I thought about it, Malia's stomach has gotten quiet. It looks a lot smaller too.

"Looks like Orana died."

"Yep. Looks like Sorana did a good job while you were enjoying yourself."

"Let's go inside, I could use a break while you start training my magic."

Upon entering the house, we found Farrah and Tyria double-teaming Kyrea. Farrah had her knot stuck inside her pussy while Tyria fucked her ass. Farrah was also licking their faces with her wide, flat tongue, gushing about how cute they are.

"Hey, do you think I can join in your fun?" Malia asked while walking inside.

"Sure, I guess. Shame you don't have your real body, though. It would be great having 3 cuties with me. Did you eat someone?"

"Yeah, I beat my sister Orana and ate her! Wasn't that amazing!? I think I could actually become a god at this rate." Malia bragged.

"She went easy on her." Dorea said, walking in.

"I see, so she let you win, huh." Farrah smirked.

"Hey, she went easy on Richard and Sorana and still beat them. Me winning has still gotta be worth something."

"Sure, anything you say." Farrah said sarcastically.

"Come on, Richard! Let's go!" Sorana said, dragging me along with a surprising amount of strength.

"Where are we going?"

"To your room. It would be best if you were comfortable so you could feel your energy."

"Ok."

"I think I need a snack." Sorana said. Then, she saw the centaur maid Stacy using her height to dust the ceiling.

"Nice, I get to taste the poop my own body made." She said, smiling. Sorana casually shoved her whole arm into her asshole.

"Dear Goddess!" she shrieked.

Sorana pulled out a large handful of poop out.

"Thanks for the snack." Sorana said, taking a small bite. "Mmm, tastes so good. Tastes like me." Seeing her enjoying it so much stimulated my appetite. She looked at me. "Want a taste? Get your own."

I still felt full from my meal earlier, but my curiosity and arousal got the better of me. It's not every day that I get to experience Sorana's own personal flavor.

"Excuse me. I… think I want some of what she's having."

"A-anything for you master." She stammered.

I gently inserted my hand inside of her. I could feel her muscles milking my hand like it was a cock as she moaned. I pushed my hand further in, and my fingers felt her brown treat. I reached in further and grabbed a whole handful and pulled it out.

In my hands was the poop created by this beautiful centaur and her lovely body. It felt firmer than Malia's and I could see more signs of vegetation in this poop. Probably from the vegetable-rich breakfast she had. And the meat inside, was mostly from Sorana's body. I slowly took a small sample. It was delicious. It had a more balanced taste from the meat-heavy poop I had before. The remains of the acid that made the poop gave it a tangy sensation, and I could also taste a pleasant tartness completing the flavor.

"Wow, this is quite good." I said.

"Glad you liked it, Master" said Stacy.

"Heh, I knew you would make a good toilet." Said Sorana. "Let's go already."

We walked to my bedroom, while eating our share of poop, while licking each other's fingers clean. We sat on the oversized bed. It felt pretty good having an attractive teenage-looking girl with a nice, plump ass on a bed with me. Still, there was something I was curious about.

"Say, why do you keep pushing me to become a toilet like you?"

"It's kinda hard to explain, you know. Do you know what poop is often used for?"

"Fertilizer?"

"Not just that, but prison food, food that people only eat when they have no other options. As such, most people see the people who actually like eating poop as disgusting weirdos. When I started eating poop, a lot of people, even many of my own siblings made fun of me. So, I figured if I get more people into it, me and the few others that share my passion won't get bullied for it anymore."

"Sorry, I didn't know that it meant so much for you."

"It's ok, really. You're pretty much the first one that I've actually converted."

"Well, there's also Kyrea. I think that she liked it when I got her to eat her own."

"Ha, thanks, Richard. Anyways, shall we get started?"

"Sure."

"Then, sit in front of me and close your eyes."

I did as she asked. Sorana got behind me and the next thing I could feel was the lovely pillows on her chest making me blush slightly. She then placed her hand right below my navel, and then I could feel some kind of energy enter my body. I could feel the energy swell up in that area causing an odd feeling in my body.

"Do you feel that?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"That's the source of the body's energy. Pretty cool, huh."

"Yeah."

"I'm adding my energy to yours, so you should be able to feel it better. It's a popular shortcut to getting the basics down. Now I'm going to move that energy, so you'll know what it'll feel like to move it around."

She moved her hand from my navel up my chest, down my right arm and to my right hand. With her movement, the energy followed slowly coursing to my right hand, feeling almost like the flow of blood, but more, without a better term, electrical.

"Try to remember that feeling." She said, moving the energy through various parts of my body.

"It should feel like a flowing river, coursing through your body." She continued to move the energy around for a while, and then she moved the energy back to the spot below my navel.

"Now you try to do it. Remember: Like a river. Don't force it; just direct it to where you want it to go."

Ok, let's try moving it to my hand. With my eyes still closed, I imagined the energy simply moving to my hand. No good. What about imagining the flow itself? I imagined the energy gently flowing to my hand. Nope.

"I don't think it's working."

"What exactly are you doing?"

"I imagined the energy flowing to my hand."

"That's not exactly right. The reason I showed it to you using your body is because it's more about feeling it than thinking it. Here, let me show you again."

She again manipulated the energy in my body, reminding of that odd sensation.

"Now, try again."

Ok, feel the energy, copy the sensation. With that feeling fresh in my mind, I thought about when she moved the energy to my arm, the approximate path it took, the feeling it had. I let the feeling build up in my mind. Now, how do I have the energy move so that it copies the sensation?

Do I try to basically invent the feeling?

"I just don't get it."

"Meh, no one does in their first try. Even with the shortcut, people on their first lives can't do it until after weeks of practice. With your brain, I bet you would figure it out in a day or two. Hell, you managed to figure out barebones Red Magic after only minutes of effort, which is pretty impressive."

"I just don't have much to compare it to. With red magic, I had to think of the sperm cells as my body and move it as such, which was easier since at that time, my body was a literal penis. I think I may need a short break… and a drink."

"Good idea. I could use a drink too. Hey, we can give each other a drink." She said with a smile. "Go on, lie down."

I nodded and laid down on the bed. She sat on my face and bent over my cock, growing hard over the close-up view of her shaved, bright pink pussy which contrasted well against her dark skin.

"Ok, let it rip." She said, placing her mouth on my glans.

The hardness of my cock interfered with the flow of my pee at first, but after relaxing a bit, I managed to let it out in a constant stream. She gladly drank it, and as she drank, her own stream of pee started. I quickly placed my mouth on her pussy so I wouldn't miss it. I drank her salty, acidic pee, with the myriad of peoples' soul energy inside giving it a wonderful combination of flavors that actually tasted good enveloped with a nice, minty taste. I'm not sure if it was from differences in biology or benefits from the energy inside, but it felt very refreshing and thirst-quenching. Her pee lasted far longer than I thought, to the point where it was going on far longer than mine. As I swallowed mouthful after mouthful, the stream eventually came to an end.

"Man, is that's all you had?"

"Sorry, I didn't really have to go."

"Meh, it's fine. Your flavor has improved a little bit. It's gotten a bit saltier too. Probably from the Red Magic you've been using."

"And yours had a taste that reminded me of an Earth herb called "mint", not that its bad or anything."

"Oh, that might be from my Orange Magic coloring my soul."

"By the way, I saw you fight earlier. You were pretty good. I didn't think a toilet needed skills like that."

"Most people here know how to fight, especially when there's many people who prey on others by force. But, when people bully you for your lifestyle, I had to be a better fighter than most, so I had Orana train me for a while. She's actually one of the strongest in the family, you know, except for Mom and Dad. How do you think I got these muscles?" She said, flexing slightly.

Now that I had a closer look, she was more muscular than she looks. It was just better hidden by her fat, not that it ruined her figure or anything.

"Not bad, Sorana."

"Haha, thanks."

"By the way, what have I been doing wrong?"

"With what?"

"You know, Orange Magic? I have a good idea what it feels like, having the energy flow around. I just don't know how to turn that feeling into action."

"I mean, your body pretty much does it on its own, even when you don't know it. Orange Magic is about controlling that flow of energy. You see, it's like having a river in your body, carrying energy all over."

"Like blood?"

"Yeah, like blood. You just need to encourage the energy to flow to its destination. I heard from people who are skilled in both Red and Orange Magic that way they feel is quite similar."

"I want to give it one more try. If I still fail, then we can try again tomorrow."

"Sure, but we have to wait until after school if you want to train tomorrow."

We sat back in our previous position as Sorana put her energy inside of me and moved it around, reminding me of that odd, yet familiar sensation. Ok, it's similar to blood. So, that means that the source of the energy below my navel is like a heart. I thought about the source pulsing. Sorana said it's quite similar to Red Magic, so like I could feel my heartbeat if I concentrated on it, I had to create a similar sensation below my navel. I imagined the orange core beating like a heart, then I tried to mentally create a sensation like a heartbeat in the source. One beat, two beats.

"Hey, I think I can sense your core pulse. Keep doing it!" Sorana shouted excitedly, breaking my concentration.

I gave a slightly excited nod. Ok, create the sensation, and concentrate on it. Now, the heart's beating sends the blood throughout the body, let's try copying it and sending the energy to my arm. I imagined my core's pulse sending energy through the same route Sorana sent it earlier; each beat sends the energy further along the path. I imagined a structure similar to a blood vessel for the energy to be sent through. I imagined what that would feel like for the energy too be sent through the blood vessel and tried to recreate the sensation in my mind, using Sorana's demonstration as a template. One beat, two beats, three beats, four, it all sends energy down the route to my arm. When it reached my collarbone, I had it turn to the right and send the energy down my arm and to the palm of my hand.

"Richard, open your eyes and look!"

I opened my eyes and looked at my hand. I saw it glowing in an orange aura that almost flowed like water.

"You did it! What did you try?"

"I thought about how you said the flow of energy was like blood, so I imagined that core where the energy came from like a heart and the path you sent it through like a blood vessel, and then I had the core "beat", sending the energy as if it was blood to my hand, or something like that."

"That sounds far different from what I was taught, but if it works, I guess I can't complain. Now try again without my energy." She said, removing her energy from my body.

I tried to get in the mindset as before. Ok, the core is the heart, and the route is the blood vessel… Damn, I can't feel the core. I can't feel the energy.

"Haha. I would have been surprised if you actually did it. It usually takes months to do it without a jumpstart from someone else's energy. I guess this is good enough for today. You were a fine student, Richard!" Sorana said with a smile while patting me on the back.

"Thanks, Sorana." I said with a smile growing on my face.

Sorana gave a small chuckle, using the panel to open the door and walking out of the room, with the door shutting behind her.

I felt a bit tired after that, must be due to me using Orange Magic for the first time. I decided to lay on my bed for a few minutes.

I was awoken from my powernap by the door knocking.

"Uh, come in!" I shouted.

The door opened, and I saw Alonia and Rayne, Mom and Dad walk in, completely naked.

"Richard! Are you having fun in here?" Mom said, running over to give me a massive bear hug, her sentient breasts also joining in. I could hardly breath in the middle of her soft pillows.

"How's it going, son?"

"Mom, Dad. It's been a while." I said.

"What do you mean? It's only been a day." Dad chuckled.

"S-sorry, it's just that it felt like a lot happened after coming here. I had more sex than I could even imagine, and I've even died twice."

"Died? I didn't think that you would even want to die." Dad said.

"Well, the first one was my idea. I figured that if I died while feeling pleasure, my brain, or my soul would associate death with pleasure. Malia pretty much told me that death is common, and I should get used to it. The second time, I was talked into joining some kind of vore party with your children, grandchildren and Malia's friend and I was eaten. I even ate your granddaughter, Kyrea. I could barely even believe it. She didn't even complain or show the smallest discomfort. She just kept asking me to keep eating her. I might have even finished her if my stomach could hold all her meat. It was… insane." I said, my voice raising from describing the magnitude of what happened since I came here.

"There, there. Relax. Now, did you like doing all that?" Mom asked.

"Yes! I-I mean, I don't know. I mean, it was very fun, but part of me still feels like I'm doing something wrong. How am I going to survive my next life if it means betraying the morals I was raised with? I feel like I'm losing my mind." I told her with panic in my voice.

"That sort of thing takes time and exposure to deal with. I've seen similar behavior in my fellow soldiers that have seen combat. You seem to be doing well with the number of things you've been exposed to; you just need time." Rayne said.

"But wouldn't your soldiers be reborn from being killed in combat?"

"If they're lucky. Our beads, or pineal glands may be far more durable than you think, but with the types of attacks they face against, it still may be destroyed, and they could face their final death. Even if they aren't destroyed, they could still be lost, and the soul inside will disappear before they could be found. Unlike them, even if you were killed, you would most likely be reborn." Dad said.

"But not the maids; if I eat them, they won't reincarnate. It would be like killing them for good."

"That's not completely true." Mom said. "Malia might have done a bad job explaining it, but this whole world is inside of Malia's soul. If a construct, or "NPC" as Malia calls them, dies, they join the rest of the soul. Meaning, if you kill them, they can still come back. Has she ever resurrected any of your maids before?"

"Yes, she has."

"When a construct is born, part of Malia's soul splits off and becomes the construct's soul. Their souls can be from a construct that have previously died. That's how they are reborn. And when they die, they return to Malia."

"So, I can see them again?"

"Yes, but they won't necessarily look the same as they did the last time around."

"I'm glad to hear that. But it's still hard for me to kill someone."

"Your unwillingness to kill is quite respectable, admirable even. Tell me, have they ever wanted you to kill them?" Dad asked.

I thought about how the cow maid Bessie told me that she would like to be eaten.

"Yes."

"Do you think that they will feel good or bad if you actually do it?"

"Good."

"Will they hate you or resist if you did do it?"

"No."

"Then, what's stopping you? If they want you to do it, and you know it feels good to them, and you won't do it anyways, don't you think it's kinda cruel?"

"I, I…"

"Now, honey. Calm down. Richard, if you can't kill them now, have you tried almost killing them?"

"Huh?"

"Simply cut them open and take a look around, get used to looking at their insides." My mind wandered to the memory of seeing Kyrea and Malia's lovely organs. "See their blissful faces as you do it." I saw the two girls moan in pleasure at their disfigured bodies. "Even eat some of their meat if you're feeling hungry." I saw myself eating their raw, bloody, delicious flesh. My cock getting hard at the thought. "And when you're done, have whoever's good at healing fix them back up."

"I-I'll try it. Thanks, Mom, Dad."

"No problem." Dad said.

"My, my. Are you getting aroused at the thought of their organs?" Mom smirked.

"I-I"

"Wait, so his problem isn't just hating causing harm, but that he's afraid of liking it too much?" Dad laughed.

"No… I-I." I stammered.

"I guess there's only one way to find out." Mom said.

Her hands started glowing with a solid red aura and she touched her husband with them. The aura transferred to her stomach, and then I could see a vertical crack growing in her skin, going down her entire torso.

"Alonia, really?" Dad said, annoyed.

The crack then grew horizontally at the endpoints. Then her skin and front muscles unfurled themselves, almost bloodlessly revealing her husband's organs.

My eyes were drawn to the moving, twitching bodies of flesh. My hands almost instinctively moved towards them; my cock rock hard from the show. My mind trying to comprehend the workings of her similar, yet alien biology.

"I knew it! You have an organ fetish!" Mom laughed, closing up her husband's skin with her magic.

"If you like it that much, then just do it! Just try to stick with willing victims, or I might have to report you to my superiors." Dad said.

"Yes, don't get carried away with your…fetish." Mom said.

"I won't. And I don't have an organ fetish. I-I'm just curious about what your anatomy is like."

"Sure, sure," she said giggling. "Well, the others are probably waiting for their lunch, so we have to go back to reality. Try some new things in here. Things you may be uncomfortable with. Remember, experiences make the soul grow." Mom said, leaving.

"Have fun. And do try to come to the outside world sometime. You could learn a lot." Dad said following suit.

When they left, I collapsed back on the bed, tired from that stressful conversation.

Another powernap later, I finally exited my room with the earlier conversation still in my mind.

"Is something wrong, master?" I heard someone ask.

The cat maid stood next to me with a worried look on her face, her cat ears drooping.

"Not really, just a lot on my mind." I said. I patted her head, partially to make me feel better, and partially because she was part cat. Her light-brown hair on top of her fur looked somewhat odd, but it still looked good.

"Master, your hands feel good." She purred with her eyes closed.

"Let's sit down, so I can pet you more easily." I said with a small grin.

"Mmhm." She nodded with a wide smile. She looks pretty cute when she's happy. She reminded me of that time I discovered furry porn on the internet. It was weird, but still somewhat arousing. As a future biologist, I did wonder how their bodies compared with humans back then. Now that I remember, how DOES she look on the inside. Is she closer to a cat or a human? Maybe I should give in to my curiosity and cut her open and find out. No! I-I'm not like that!

We sat down on a couch in the living room. She laid face-up on my lap, her pregnant stomach bulging out in the air. I brushed my hand on her soft fur, as she purred. I saw something in the corner of my eye. Her hands, they had cute, pink paw pads on them. I rubbed them with my other hand. They were quite soft and smooth to the touch. My gaze was eventually drawn to her breasts. They were fairly large and ended with a short, cylindrical nipple with a small hole. I couldn't help but touch them. The soft, furry pillows sunk at my touch and sprung up upon my release, demonstrating their firmness and springiness. She purred louder as I gave her nipple a light pinch, releasing a stream of milk.

"Master, do you want a taste?"

I nodded as she sat on my lap, tits in my face. I gave her nipple a light suckle and enjoyed the sweet flavor of her milk that also had a bit of hearty spice in it. I felt a hard thing pressed against my stomach. Her thorny cock had popped out of its sheath. I gave it a light stroke, careful not to prick my hand.

"Master, my cock feels so good. Are you sure you can't take it with your ass?"

"You know that I can't really take the pain."

"But, what if you can?" She said grinning.

"I mean if I could, I would."

"Master, please keep drinking from me." She said, but this time her breasts began glowing red.

I continued drinking, but this time, a strange feeling began building up. It felt good. My body started feeling warm and erotic, but it also seemed to make me feel a bit sleepy. As I drank more, the feeling intensified as my cock also grew harder and harder.

"Now, please drink from this." She said as she got up and waved her thorny cock in my face, her balls also glowing red. I gave it a lick, then slowly took it in my mouth. I carefully moved my head, trying not to hurt myself on her barbs. One pricked my tongue, and somehow, it barely even hurt. Emboldened by it, I began sucking faster. I could feel her spikes scratching my mouth. I tasted a warm substance in my mouth that had a metallic flavor. Blood. My blood. Her cock is scraping the skin in my mouth! Yet, I don't feel much pain.

"Master, your mouth feels amazing! I'm cumming already!"

A warm cream emerged from the tip and into my mouth. The familiar spicy tropical flavor flooded my tongue as I swallowed. The feeling I got from the milk grew even more intense.

"Now, please bend over Master."

I sluggishly did what she said. She put her cock by my ass and gave it a soft push. The narrow head easily went through my anus and right before reaching the barbs, she said. "Ready master?"

"Y-yeah."

She pushed her pink cock further in, the barbs pricking my rectum. But, somehow I didn't feel much pain, just pleasure. She slowly began moving, her cock scratching and scraping my walls and I still didn't feel much pain.

"It feels pretty good. Keep going." The arousal from the milk and cum has long took effect on my mind and I felt eager for more pleasure.

She sped up faster and faster. The thorns poking and stabbing at my walls. I felt a wet sensation in my asshole. The pain was still only minor, but I still felt amazing. The soft fur from her crotch felt good on my ass as she pounded me. I felt an orgasm building up within me.

"Master, I'm going to cum again!" she cried.

"M-me too!"

She came a huge amount. Far more than when I blew her. It must have been about a whole quart. I came too, spurting out only a little cum but the orgasm was still intense. Her body went slack as she began lying on my back, her dick still inside. I could feel her soft chest on my back as well as her pregnant stomach. I could even feel her unborn children move around inside.

"Mind if I stay here for a while?" She asked with a satisfied tone.

"Sure, but be quick, I can't hold up your body for long."

She sure is fluffy. Is Fluffy a good name? No, the name sucks. Cat? Cathy?

"Hey, I think I might have a name for you. What about Cathy?"

"That name sounds cute. I like it."

"Although to be honest, I thought about the name because it has our word for "cat" in it."

"Hahaha. That's so lazy! Like me! I like it even better!" She rubbed her face on my neck and licked it. It tickled and felt a bit good.

She got up and pulled out after about a minute. A large puddle of cum poured out of my ass. I even found that a lot of it was red. I guess that it really tore up my insides.

"That didn't hurt as much as I thought. It actually felt quite good."

"I made my body mix happy juices in my milk and cum, so you wouldn't feel much pain."

"Oh yeah, your body has aphrodisiacs that are released during vore."

"Yeah, whatever you said."

"So how was it?"

"It was the best! I was worried that I would never be able to fuck you like that! I owe you one, Master!" she said with the widest smile, even showing her sharp canines.

"You think you can heal my ass? I think I'm bleeding in there and it's starting to sting."

"I'll get Bessie, she can heal." She said running off.

"Ok, are you feeling better, Master?" asked Bessie who easily healed me… with Green Magic.

"Yeah. So, tell me, how can you do Green Magic? I've never seen Malia do it. She's even planning one learning it at school."

"She did learn it… in a previous life. When she first created me." Bessie said.

"So, is everyone here someone she had created in a previous life?"

"Yes. The Goddess wouldn't have been able to create all of us so quickly if she didn't have the memory of a body stored in her soul somewhere, so she just subconsciously used what was there that matched your requests."

"Did you have a name before?"

"No, unlike Norina, the Goddess only used us for a short time, so she didn't bother naming us."

"What did she create you for back then?"

"She just wanted someone to eat. I wished that she would do it more. It felt so good the first time she ate me." said Bessie.

"As for me, she just wanted a cuddle-buddy for when she had a bad day." Said Cathy.

"Sound a bit underwhelming," I said.

"We still enjoyed the little time we spent with her. Or "him" in my case." Said Bessie.

"I don't look forward to the day that I get reborn as a girl. That means that I will probably have sex with a guy, and I'm not attracted to guys."

"At least you'll probably start off having little memory of the times you were a guy, so it will make it less awkward." Said Cathy.

"I guess that's a benefit to losing my memory." I chuckled.

"So, Bessie. Did you always wanted to be eaten?"

"Yes. More than anything. Lady Orana's stomach felt just perfect when she broke me down and turned me into fuel for her wonderful body. Why do you ask?"

"Mom and Dad is pushing me to kill and eat one of you. Part of me even wants to do it, but the other doesn't want to hurt you."

"Feeding your body is my reason to live. If I can't do that, my life would feel incomplete." Bessie said.

"That's why I'm going to try to almost kill you. If I can get comfortable cutting someone open and eating them but not enough to kill them, then I would be more comfortable going all the way. What do you think of that?"

She hugged me, her breasts squishing against my body. "That's quite fine, dear. Seeing you feed on my delicious meat will always bring a smile to my face." She said with a wide smile.

"Who else can heal? I need someone to fix you up after I'm done."

"I think the elf and Norina can also heal."

"Great! I guess I'll eat you for dinner after you've given birth!"

"Thank you master!" Bessie said, giving me another hug.

"So, I guess our plan wasn't necessary after all." Said a voice. It was Norina.

"What plan?"

"Well, the Goddess and Lady Sorana came up with a plan to get you open to eating prey. The plan was to allow you to eat nothing but poop, and all other sources of food are reserved for us. The only way you are allowed to get any other food is to eat us yourself. She even ordered the plants to attack you if you tried to get their fruit. It was going to take effect tomorrow."

"Didn't think Sorana was even going to allow me to eat other food at all." I said.

"She figured that would be the equivalent to giving you a poop-only diet, given how you didn't want to eat us." Said Norina.

"I guess since I accepted her deal to become a toilet, I guess I'll let you feed me your poop and pee. But, what about stuff like the fruits and vegetables outside, or cum or breast milk?"

"Eating the plants is fine if you can butcher them yourself, and cum and breast milk is fine either during sex or on the side with the meat you butcher."

"I guess it's something I have to get used to."

"Well, the Goddess's mother also requested us to push you into trying different experiences to help your soul grow." Norina said.

"Ok, I understand. By the way, what time is it?"

"It's about 14 o' clock in the day."

"So, 4 hours until the sun sets?"

"Yes, master."

"I guess I should enjoy the outdoors, see how the plants are doing."

"Very well, master. I still have to relay the Goddess's orders to everyone."

"Thank you very much, Master!" shouted many voices after going outside. The still unnamed elf maid as well as the various plant and tree-girls were all deeply bowing to me simultaneously.

"Because of everyone's fertilizer, these girls have never looked so healthy before." Said the elf, who had a slight bump on her stomach. She must have been impregnated recently.

Now that she mentioned it, their green skin appeared to be more vibrant, and their petals' colors are more vivid. Even the tree-girls' wooden bodies appeared almost stronger. Is it just me or are their breasts slightly larger, too?

"Because of your sacrifice, my little flower bud is sprouting nicely." Said one of the plant-girls gesturing towards a flower bud with beautiful pink petals right next to her. "I planted her using your "soil". She should bloom nicely tomorrow. If you ever want anything from us, please ask. Our nectar, our fruit, our bodies, even our flesh are all yours."

I was tempted to accept her offer and try out her nectar from her plump, supple breasts, but my still bulging stomach convinced me otherwise. "I'm still full from before, so no thanks."

"Oh, you sampled the Goddess's soil. You must be blessed to take it into your body."

"I mean, I wouldn't say "blessed" …" I started to say.

"Why not? The Goddess gave you her soil. I'm kinda jealous of the one other girl that had her soil under her roots."

She gestured to another plant girl with an arrogant look, who seemed to be bragging to the others about her soil.

"I mean, I still enjoyed it. It's just that it isn't the best thing I've ever tasted. Don't worry about not getting her soil. You'll get more opportunities for it."

"Thank you, Master!" the plant girl said, bowing.

I looked over to the elf maid, who was still bowing.

"Uh, you don't need to keep bowing." I told her.

"S-sorry. It's just that you must have gone through so much pain being eaten by Norina." She said shyly. She's just so cute.

"It's fine. Her aphrodisiacs helped out with the pain."

"Thank the Goddess!"

"So, how long will the soil we have last?"

"I'm not too sure. Maybe 2 or 3 weeks? Maybe longer if you offer them more fertilizer."

"I see. So, do you want to take a short walk with me? I still haven't gotten used to the high gravity of this world, and I still need to come up with a name for you."

"You will? Thank you, Master!"

We walked straight from our garden; my heavy feet forced her to walk slowly. We walked through the rolling grassy plains, passing by a few (non-sentient) trees. The grass nicely cushioned our bare feet. Now that I thought about it, it would be a good idea if I had shoes, in case I step on a rock.

"So, what are the plants like, anyways? I never really had the chance to talk to them much?"

"They are really nice to me. I enjoy my time with them a lot. They're even quite good gentle when mating with me?"

"That reminds me, you said that they got you pregnant with a batch of fruit. Is this fruit any different from the plants' fruits?" I've been wondering about that ever since she told me about her being pregnant with fruit of all things.

"Well, from the memories I have of the Goddess's previous lives, their flesh is closer in taste and texture to meat, but they still have the natural sweetness of fruit."

"Would it be the same if a human were to get a plant pregnant?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Not really. They would be closer to actual fruit other than a few odd differences."

"So due to the structure and composition of an animal's womb, the fruit becomes closer to an animal than a plant, but if it's a plant's womb, the fruit is still plant-like." I thought aloud.

"I'm not sure if I understood what you said, but it sounds accurate." She said.

"The idea of sentient, human-like plants sound so interesting. So are the plant-girls purely sustained by photosynthesis, or do they require meat, too?"

"They are able to live just with the sun and highly nutritious soil, and they can even unroot themselves and move if their soil becomes depleted. They can still eat others, but unlike us, it's optional unless they can't find good soil. So, are you interested in plants too?"

"Well, I did take some classes in plant biology in college, but my specialty was animal and human anatomy."

"Well, plants are still wonderful creatures, even the ones that don't move around like we do."

"Yeah, they create the oxygen that lets us live. Anyways, I heard that you were created by one of Malia's earlier lives, why did she create you?"

"Well, she wanted me to grow plants that could get her…intoxicated with her friends."

"You mean drugs? Can any of our plants be used to make drugs?"

"Not at the moment, no."

"So, was your previous purpose why you are good with plants?"

"Mostly. But I just feel more comfortable with plants than with other people, especially those that came from the outside."

"Is it because you were mistreated by Malia's friends back then?" Her face changed to one of fear.

"I-I don't w-want to talk a-about it." She stammered.

I placed my hand on her shoulder. "Sorry for bringing it up. Are you afraid of me?" I said softly.

"N-No. You are different from the people from the outside. You're a nice person, Master Richard."

She cried as she hugged me. I got on my knees and hugged back. My hand subconsciously started to move its way to her cute, plushy butt. I felt her mood change. I quickly moved my hand away. Damn, this world is changing me.

"S-sorry." I stammered. Suddenly she kissed me on the lips. Her cute, soft lips touched mine. Her tongue entered my mouth and spread her sweet-tasting spit inside. It tasted not just sweet, but also had a refined taste that somehow reminded me of a forest. My mind came to the realization that kissing was not just a sign of affection, but a sample of each other's unique personal flavor. I returned the kiss, giving her a sample of my own flavor. Our tongues licked each other to both give and taste each other's flavor. She soon broke the kiss and bent over, showing me her ass.

"Please, put it in my fertilizer hole." She said softly, her pussy dripping wet.

I slid my tongue inside of her asshole to make it wet enough to put in my throbbing cock. The taste of her walls begged me to lick deeper. I heard her let out a cute moan. Surprisingly, I didn't taste any poop. Probably because being revived didn't also bring back the poop that was already in her system. When I thought she was moist enough, I pulled out my tongue and positioned myself behind her.

"Are you ready?"

"I'm ready for you, Master." She said with her cute voice."

I placed my tip in her warm entrance, placed my hands on her shoulders, and gave it a soft push. My cock slowly went in, sliding all the way inside. My mind was focused on the feel of her ass. The walls felt different than a pussy. While a pussy was soft, cushiony, and full of folds meant to pleasure a cock, her ass's walls felt thinner and surrounded by fleshy ridges. Also, her ass's muscles were better trained from daily use of pushing out more of her "fertilizer" as it milked my cock. Her small size meant that her ass was also very tight, wrapping my cock in a warm hug.

"Your ass is amazing!" I cried as I began pumping her ass.

"Thank you, master! Your dick is hitting me just right." She squealed in pleasure.

I reached my hand underneath her body to play with her bald pussy. I rubbed her stiff clit and then I slid a finger into her tight hole. Her muscles clamped on to me like a vice. I thrusted faster.

"Master, my ass, my pussy. It feels so good! I think I'm going to cum!"

"I'm cumming too!"

I gave one last thrust as I came hard, my warm cum filling her insides. I pulled out, watching my white cream drip from her ass down to her pussy. I looked at her face, still showing the look of an intense orgasm. Oh yeah, I have to think of a name for her. Ok, she likes plants, so Leaf? No, Leafa? I'm pretty sure that name is taken. Her hair and eyes are green, so Emerald? Maybe if she was older. Emma or Emmy? Emmy sounds cuter, like her.

"I think I have a name for you."

"What is it, Master?"

"What about Emmy?"

"That name sounds nice. I like it." The newly named Emmy said.

"So, Emmy, shall we continue with our walk?"

"Sure!" She said with a cute smile.

About 10 minutes later, my feet and legs started hurting, tired from the high gravity. And my stomach.

"C-can we stop for a moment?" I asked.

"What's wrong?"

"My stomach is killing me. I think I ate way too much."

"Do you need to go release your fertilizer?" It was a bit weird hearing her call poop fertilizer.

"I-I think so. Maybe if I sat down, the feeling would go away, and I could hold it until we get to the garden."

"Master, we're here to also be your toilets. Seeing you in pain like this breaks my heart. Please let me do my duty and I'll give the plants your fertilizer in your stead." She begged. Seeing her sad like this made me feel guilty, but so would seeing my poop smearing her cute face. But my stomach still hurt.

"Sorry in advance. I've been told by Sorana that it would smell and taste pretty bad."

"It's fine, Master. You cheered me up and now it's my turn to cheer you up."

"Ok."

I bent over and gave her access to my ass. She got behind me and put her tongue inside. Feeling her tongue inside felt pretty good as she drew circles inside with her small tongue.

"Emmy, it's coming out!"

I slowly pushed my poop out only to be caught by Emmy's mouth. The cute noises she made as she ate brought a small smile to my face. The log cut off only to be replaced with a second log. As I pooped in her mouth, my stomach pain quickly disappeared, and soon I was finished.

I turned around to look at her. She had a small grimace on her face, but it wasn't as bad as Virginia's face this morning. I think my soul has already gotten a bit stronger from my wild experiences today.

"Sorry for making you do that." I said guiltily.

"Don't worry, it wasn't that bad." She said, still managing a smile.

"Let's sit down for a moment until my feet stops hurting, too."

"Yes, Master."

"Hey, do you know any Red Magic?"

"Yes, a little. I think everyone here does since the Goddess focused on Red Magic in most of her lives."

"Do you think you can help me practice a bit while we're sitting here?"

"Yes, Master. What kind of techniques can you do?"

"The most I can do is control a few of my sperm cells."

"Let me see how you do it." She said, placing her hand on my balls; a solid red glow spread to the organ. My cock started growing hard from her touch. I tried to ignore her touch as I concentrated on the sperm inside. After a few minutes of concentration, I started to feel their presence. I imagined myself as a sperm cell and created a sensation in my mind of flicking my tail to move. I felt a faint stream of energy flow from the base of my spine to my balls, taking control of my sperm and follow my imaginary movements.

"You're doing well for a beginner. Now, try moving more."

I spread my awareness to multiple sperm cells and whipped my imaginary tail. The sperm used their tails to swim around my balls.

"Good job, Master. It looks like you're learning quickly."

"Thanks. Are there any other techniques you can teach me, like making my dick grow like Malia's?"

"Sorry, Master. I don't believe you are ready. Your soul is far too weak to do something like that. However, you might be ready to control your blood, if only a small amount."

"Ok, I'll try that."

"Good, now hold out your hand."

I did what she asked. She used her magic to grow her fingernails, turning them into short blades. She pricked my finger and let a small amount of blood drop into my palm.

"Now try to feel the blood cells inside and control them to make shapes."

I focused my awareness to the puddle of blood. I concentrated hard, trying to become aware of a single blood cell. After a few more minutes of focus, I became aware of a single red blood cell. Ok, how do they move? Do they even move on their own? Maybe if I can have them wriggle around to move… I tried to imagine myself as a red blood cell and made a mental wriggling sensation. As if on command, the cell wriggled. I tried to make it wriggle in a single direction, and soon enough, it worked. Ok, for the shape, I think I'll start with a circle. I tried to move them in small groups at a time, but the problem was that blood had different types of cells inside, and I had to adjust my technique to move them. Eventually, I managed to have the puddle of blood become a circle. When I finished, I felt my body become slightly sore, but it wasn't like a physical soreness, as I could move my body without aggravating it. It was more like a mental soreness.

"Nice job, Master."

"Thanks. It seems pretty tedious having to move a few cells at a time."

"You can move more if your soul gets stronger. However, there are a few shortcuts you can take."

"Like what?"

"As you train your magic, your subconscious can help you perform more complex tasks. One thing you might be able to do is to combine your movement commands with a mental shape and your subconscious mind will have the cells form that shape."

"I think I'll give it a try."

I focused on the puddle of blood on my hand. Ok, let's try making a star. I mentally split the cells into 10 groups, 5 for the points and 5 for the center. I had one of the groups move around. The soreness in my body grew slightly, but I ignored it. I combined the movement commands with a mental picture of the blob of cells forming a puzzle piece that will become a star. Slowly, but surely the cells formed the shape of a piece of a star. I did the same with the other groups as they formed their appropriate shapes. Then, I assembled each of these shapes into a rough star shape. When I finished, my body felt like I was on fire, but in my hand was a puddle of blood in the shape of a star. It was still smaller than the size of a dime, but I still managed to do it.

I slowly moved my hand to show it to Emmy.

"Amazing! You did that much when it was only your second day of practice!?"

"T-thanks, Emmy. You…are a good… teacher." I said with pain in my voice. I slowly lay down on the grass, the shaped blood on my hand now ruined.

"Master! You shouldn't have pushed yourself. You're out of Red Mana. Here, drink from me." She said, lying down so I can turn my head to drink from her small chest, which was glowing red to release the aphrodisiacs meant for vore into her milk.

I put my lips onto her nipple and started suckling. Her sweet, refreshing milk filled my mouth. I felt her love juices take effect, making me feel both calm and serene, and horny at the same time, taking away a lot of the pain I felt. Soon, her breast ran out of milk, and I switched to the other breast. The milk both took away the pain I felt as well as helped me recover my mana; the aphrodisiacs making my cock rock hard. When that breast ran out, I felt a lot better, but not enough to make it back home.

"Master, can you make it home?"

"Probably not. I think I might have to rest for a while."

"Wait, Master. I-I still have one more place you can d-drink… if you want to. I-I know that it's improper for me to give you my disgusting liquids, b-but it should help you recover." She said shyly, standing up, cupping her pussy. Oh.

"Ha, I don't mind drinking that from you. Come here." I said with a smile.

She straddled my face with her pussy in front of my mouth.

"Mmmm." She moaned as she opened her bladder and released her salty, yet refreshingly sweet pee. I drank thirstily from her with my mouth cupping her pussy. Strangely, I felt her aphrodisiacs inside her pee. If she can produce it in her bladder, does that mean it's capable of vore, too? I continued gulping down her pee like a man dying of thirst. Her pee made me feel even better. Soon, she ran out of pee too.

"Thank you, Emmy, for your sweet juices. I enjoyed it."

"Y-you're welcome, Master! Do you need help with this, too?" she said, grabbing my cock, fully erect from the aphrodisiacs.

"Sure, if you want. I shouldn't move as I am right now, so I'll leave it to you."

"Yes, Master!"

I closed my eyes to relax. I felt her hands grab my dick and slide it into a hole. From relatively thin walls and the ridges, I could tell she put it into her ass again. She must like it in her ass. She moaned loudly in pleasure.

"M-Master, your cock, it's driving me crazy!"

"Your ass muscles feel so good!"

Even in her pleasure, she avoided putting her weight on me in my weakened state. I can tell that she cares a lot for me.

"I-I love you, Master!"

"I love you, too!"

I came hard, drenching her rectum with my seed. She came too, spraying her fem-cum on my belly.

"A-are you all better, Master?"

"I'm not at 100% yet, I still need a break. My body is still a little sore."

"I-I have nothing left to give you except my flesh and blood." She said sadly.

"I-It's fine, I think I'll just wait it out."

"A-as you wish."

A short break later, the pain has mostly left my body. We walked back to the house, heavy step after heavy step, exchanging small talk with my cute elven maid, Emmy. By the time we got back, the suns were starting to set. As Emmy left to check on the plants, I entered the house.

"Welcome home, Master. Where did you go today?" asked the lizard maid, who was cleaning the main lobby.

"Oh, just went on a walk with Emmy, oh, that's what I named the elf. I sort of practiced my Red Magic with her while on a break, and I overused my magic, so I had to rest longer."

"Oh, well do be careful next time. By the way, what would you like for dinner? Tonight's the last night before you'll be placed on a poop-only diet, so I'll cook you anything you want."

"Actually, I'm planning on eating Bessie tonight. Mom kinda convinced me to start training myself to be able to eat others."

"Oh, you're awakening to your predator's instincts, huh. I'll have her carved up and cooked to the best of my ability."

"N-No, I'm planning to eat her, but not to the point of killing her. And I-I want to do it myself."

"Ok, so I won't have to cook anything?"

"Well, as I butcher Bessie, I'll need someone to cook her meat. Do you have some kind of portable stove?"

"Yes, Master. We do."

"Great, we'll cook her at the dinner table."

"I can't wait. I haven't had delicious prey since the last time I was created by the Goddess. I heard Bessie's kind have amazing meat."

"I, uh, hope I can bring myself to actually do it, eat Bessie. She's been quite nice to me."

"She's been eager to be eaten since she was created. The nicest thing you can do in return is to grant her wish."

"I will. I also wish I had your stomach capacity, too." I said looking at my slightly bloated stomach. "I don't think I can eat that much of her by dinner at this rate."

"Hahaha, I have a small solution for that."

"What?"

"Be my prey. Don't worry, I won't let you feel much pain. And hey, when you come back, your system will be cleared up so you can eat as much as you want."

"Wow, didn't think you'd be so forward with that."

She shrugged. "Can't really fight against who I am, even though you are my master. I've been a natural predator ever since I was created."

"I thought you were a cook."

"A crappy cook. The Goddess has never been a decent cook in any of her lives, forgive the blasphemy, so neither am I. The most I can do is cook meat without burning it and putting on top a bunch of stuff that tastes good. Even you could do better than me."

"But your cake was actually pretty good."

"You tasted the soul energy from the ingredients. A real cook can do far better than that. I could tell from the other guests' reactions that they didn't really care for it. Hell, they liked Farrah's shit better than the cake. So, how about it, do you want to become my shit?"

"Uh…"

"Listen to my stomach." She said, gently grabbing my head with her clawed hand and pressed my ear to her scaly abdomen, her equally scaly breasts resting on my head. Her shiny white scales were surprisingly smooth and didn't cause me discomfort like I thought. I could hear her stomach groan with a distinctive hunger.

"It wants you. It needs you. If you let me, I'll send you to it, where you'll peacefully be part of me. Didn't you feel it when you were eaten by Norina? The thrill of your digestion? The pleasure of being broken down? The joy of being part of someone's body? That's the pleasure only being prey can give you. That's the pleasure that I can give you. As your maid, I want you to feel that pleasure, Master. You won't be feeling much pain, because I'll make sure you die before you even touch my stomach, and the only thing you'll feel after that is pleasure." Her sultry voice made me think back to that event, where I became my head maid's prey. The moment of digestion, the post-death experience I had where my bits became part of her. It was indeed pleasurable. Extreme pleasure that one can normally only experience once. My inhibitions were shot.

I nodded.

She put her hands on my shoulder, hands red with magic. I suddenly felt lightheaded and dizzy.

She opened her mouth widely, showing her sharp teeth, her forked tongue, and the entrance that

would lead me to my warm, cozy tomb. Ignoring my instincts, I slowly put my head inside her reptilian maw and rested it on her palette. She gave me a loving pat on the back with her scaly hands, and bit down. I felt my head separate from my body and then I blacked out.

I found myself having post-death awareness. She kept her promise of letting me die first so I wouldn't feel the pain of digestion. I felt her wicked sharp teeth and powerful jaws crushing my skull. My brain was reduced to a slurry. It felt really good, like I was high on something, but it somehow didn't affect my awareness. I somehow was able to hear her voice.

"Master, your head, it's so delicious! Your skull is like the crunchy shell that contains a wonderful, sweet treat inside!"

I felt my skull go down her throat.

"Good thing I had your blood move away from your head so I can enjoy this amazing drink."

I felt her mouth wrap around my severed neck, and she sucked in like a straw. My blood was being sucked from my body. It felt amazing too, as if my neck was my cock.

"I thought your blood was good yesterday, but Master, your flavor keeps getting better!"

She then proceeded to chew up my arms and legs, her jaws easily breaking through my bones. I felt something enter my ass. She was fucking me with one of her cocks while she ate my torso, tearing through my ribs, slurping up the organs, chewing up my stopped heart. It still felt amazing, like my entire body was an erogenous zone. I felt her cum inside, giving my intestines a cream filling before she ate them too. She quickly finished the rest of my body as it was sent all to her cozy stomach. It felt strange, sensing my body that was broken into countless pieces. It was all being churned by her cozy stomach, and I felt almost the same kind of pleasure I felt being digested alive, but without the pain. The only downside was that it wasn't as intense as being alive. I felt her shudder and let out a howl of pleasure. My pineal gland must have been digested.

"Thank you, Master, for giving your body to me." She said as I felt her hand pat me through her stomach.

I felt my body being dissolved into a fine paste as it was sent to her intestines. I felt my body being absorbed, no, invited by her body, to join it, to become one, like sex never could. I felt the bits of my body flow through her bloodstream as they toured each part of her body. To each of the bits, her body felt different from Norina's and Malia's, but I couldn't put my finger on it. What was left, was being lovingly pressed and compacted into a lovely package.

"Ah, you were delicious, and I guess I already have tomorrow's breakfast prepared for you. Better not let it go before you enjoy it, oh wait, I better get rid of the bones first."

I felt her press harder on my solid form, crushing the remains of my bones into powder. I felt her intestinal muscles massage my form, bringing me pleasure until I revived in my bed.

When I regained consciousness, I felt weak. I looked to my side and I found the lizard maid lying with me on the bed. Despite her alien looks, she was still sexy.

"Good evening, Master. Did you enjoy your nap in my stomach?"

"It was amazing. I can see why people like being in the receiving end of vore. If it wasn't for my Earthling pain sensors, I would have enjoyed it more the last 2 tines, but without them, it was bliss."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. If you want, I could do this to you every day. I'll let you experience all types of vore and make you enjoy it."

"I might just take you up on that offer."

"Glad you think so. So, do you want to know what I prepared for breakfast tomorrow?" she asked, lying on her back with her crotch showing. In between two of her ventral scales, right below her sheathed cocks was her asshole, or cloaca, and inside it was some kind of large butt-plug.

"It's you! All packaged up for your enjoyment, Master." She gave her ass muscles a few squeezes, which still managed to bring me a bit of pleasure from my connection to my old body.

"Anyways, shall we go get ready for dinner?"

"Sure, but you've got a naked girl in bed with you. Wouldn't you rather have fun with her?"

"I guess I could get some of your cum. I need a pick-me-up since I'm not feeling that well."

"Resurrection sickness, huh. Glad I came prepared." She said with a smile, pulling out a large bowl from the nearby nightstand. She got on her hands and knees with the bowl right below her twin cocks.

"Now, milk me." I sat on the bed next to her and took her cocks into my hands. Her cocks were probably the shortest of the maids, but at their widest, they were probably as thick as Stacy's. They had an alien shape, starting off smooth and thinner near the base and a few inches away, their thickness quickly increased, turning into a wide mace-like shape with a rough surface that wasn't as sharp as Cathy's but might still hurt my ass if she fucks me with it. Each of the rods ended with a flat tip.

I gave them a few experimental strokes making the lizard moan. They were slightly softer than most of the cocks that I felt. I picked up my speed, making her buck her hips in pleasure. As she wasn't trying to hold it in, she quickly reached orgasm, filling the bowl almost halfway with her fresh spunk.

"Again! Again, Master! Please!" she squealed.

I gave a small chuckle as I continued milking her cocks. I started feeling weak, so I leaned my head on her back. I could feel the small motions made by her muscles and organs through her scales. I had the urge to lick her body, given that I couldn't reach anywhere else worth licking. Her scales actually had a decent taste to it, kinda salty with a faint taste of mint. From what I learned, she must have Red and Orange Magic skills.

"Master are you tasting me? Haha, you're not thinking of eating me too, are you?"

"Uh, no. I guess since I can't lick somewhere else, it's better than nothing."

"There's nothing wrong with you eating me. I don't mind experiencing the pleasure that you experienced before, too."

"Today is Bessie's turn. You can get eaten later, maybe."

"Haha, don't worry, I can wait. I prefer to do the eating, anyways. Still, keep licking away. It feels kinda good."

I licked her scaly hide as I jerked her off.

"Master, I'm going to cum again!"

"Go ahead, cum."

She came again, dumping her seed into the bowl, filling it all the way.

"Enjoy my love juices, Master."

I gave the whiteish goop a sip. It had an addicting, but strange flavor to it that was indescribable along with a somewhat fruity taste that cum was known to have, with the background being the same salty/minty taste as her skin but multiplied by 10.

"Mmm, your cum tastes very good. I feel a bit better already. Do you want a taste?" I asked, offering her the bowl. She took a good mouthful (which was far bigger than mine given her reptilian snout), swished it around and swallowed it.

"Ahhh, that's good. Probably one of my best batches."

I gave the cum another drink, taking a whole mouthful. It felt strangely good going down my throat; nothing like drinking a pure liquid.

"I wonder what a sperm cell would taste like."

"I could show you. I think I have enough magic to produce ones big enough to see."

"That would be interesting."

I gave another drink of that wonderful slime.

"So, did you think up a name for me?" she asked.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Let's see…"

Ok, what kind of name would fit her? She's good with her mouth, so Jaws? No, that's stupid. She has beautiful white scales, so Blanca: Spanish for white? No, it doesn't sound right. She's a bipedal lizard…like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Rex? No that's a guy's name. Wait, Rex is Latin for king, so queen would be Regina. I mean, she's quite dominant despite me being her master, so I guess it fits.

"What about Regina?"

"Regina, huh. Sounds fancy. I like it! My name is Regina!"

"Glad you like it."

"Say, Norina's daughter looks so cute. You should have seen her."

"Her daughter?"

"Yeah, she and the others gave birth while you were resurrecting. I guess you'll have many more mouths to feed. Don't worry, we saved their cherries for you."

I almost spit out the cum that was in my mouth. "What!?"

"Yeah, you're their master. It's only right for you to be the one who introduces them to the joys of sex."

"I-I-I" I stammered.

"Don't worry. We know you don't have any stamina. You can just pop their cherry and we'll take over."

"T-That's not the point! Oh right, different world, different rules. Sigh. Fine, I'll do it."

"Great!"

"Is this sort of thing common?"

"Pretty much. Traditionally, it's the father's job to pop their daughters' cherries, but since you're our master, that job is now yours. I think it's because it helps build a bond between parent and child or something. Although, from what I got from the Goddess, because some people have dicks that are just so ridiculously huge that it makes the Goddess's dad's look small, and for many other reasons, it's become less common. But hey, better safe than sorry, right?"

I almost didn't want to ask. "Are there any traditions about sons? I don't want to put it in a boy's ass."

"It's usually the mother's job to pop their son's cherry, whether the mother's a woman or a herm."

"Whew, that's good. Wait, can the baby even get hard or cum?"

"Yeah, there's probably no sperm in there until they're like 1, but they can have sex, even if it's small."

"I-I see. Interesting." This is going to be hard to get used to.

We quickly finished the bowl of cum, with her ending up drinking most of it. Now, fully refreshed, I made my way down to the living room. There, I saw Cathy and Norina breastfeeding their children. I couldn't get a good look at them since they were being covered by a furry-looking blanket and their mothers' bodies.

"Hey, sorry I couldn't see them being born."

"That's alright, Master. You'll have many more opportunities to see us give birth." Said Cathy.

"So, how are the children doing?"

"They're doing well, Master. I think they will serve you well when they grow up. Do you want to meet them?" Norina asked.

"Sure."

The maids released their infants from their arms to the floor and let them crawl over to me. To my surprise, they looked nothing like their parents. I think I remember Malia said that their races would be randomized. They also had fairly good control of their muscles as they were able to crawl around without assistance.

Norina's daughter was a half-spider half-human. An arachne if I remember correctly. She had her mother's brown hair already growing on her head with 8 blue eyes. Her mouth had two chelicerae coming out the sides. She had 8 legs growing out of her abdomen which was covered in a black chitin with two pedipalps coming out of her front. It looked like silk was trailing behind her, coming out of her spinnerets.

Cathy's daughter was a half-human half-octopus. She had orange hair on her larger-than-average head. From the waist down, she had red skin with 8 tentacles spread out of her body each with suckers on their underside. I knelt down and gave them a gentle pat on the head.

"Is Master up?" asked a voice of a strange creature who walked into the room. She looked like a female taur with pinkish flesh(?) covering over her body and 8 large blobs of yellow fat on her front torso that ended in pink nipples that look like breasts. She had no hair or fur whatsoever. On her back, a black-haired, green-skinned baby herm was clinging for her life, trying not to fall off.

Wait, 8 breasts?

"Bessie, is that you?"

"Yes, it's me. Are you surprised by my strange appearance?" Her voice sounded strange, given her skinless mouth.

"Yeah."

"Well, since I'm going to be eaten soon and the babies need their warmth, I decided to get rid of my skin and let their children use it as blankets. Plus, my skin is pretty tough so it's hard for you to eat."

"I-I see."

"Oh, and speaking of babies, how would you like to meet mine?"

"Oh, she's yours? What species is she?"

"An orc."

I took the baby into my arms. I almost dropped her from her weight from the gravity, the slight drop making the baby start to cry. The I took a closer look. She looked pretty similar to human babies of this planet (despite my sample size of human babies of this planet being exactly 1). Standard arms, legs, head, shape. The only differences are that she had green skin, a rather muscular body for a baby, and pointed ears.

"Here, give her to me. She seems afraid of heights. I think it started ever since she fell off the table that I put her on while I was working. Luckily, she seems fine." Bessie said, taking the baby back. She placed the baby on the floor, and she stopped crying and started crawling over to the living room with the others. Well, do you want to have a closer look at my skinless body?"

I decided to give her a closer examination. It was rather interesting seeing a walking organism without any skin. Her muscle fibers stretching and contracting with her movements, the blood making her flesh glisten, the way her breasts jiggled without any skin covering it up, it was all fascinating. Although, the way her face looked, with no lips, making her teeth always show, and with no eyelids, making her eyes look like they're bulging out, it was very … unsettling.

"No offense, but you could have kept the skin on your face, or maybe I just haven't gotten used to it."

"I believe there are people in the outside who like their girls without skin, even on their faces, so I figured that you might like it too. So, sorry, Master."

"It's fine."

"So, you want a bite before we get started? My flank? My belly? My rump? Don't they look delicious."

"S-sure Bessie."

I gave her flank a pat, blood staining my skin, the smooth muscle fibers twitching with anticipation. I gave her flank a bite, ripping apart her muscles with blood dripping on the floor, Bessie yelping in pleasure. Her flesh tasted like a sweet beef and it was fairly tender. I never had raw beef before, and the closest I've gotten to it was a rare steak at a fancy restaurant my parents took me too once during one of their vacations. But her beef made that taste like a low-class cheap steak you would drench in sauce. As I chewed, the hole in her body slowly closed up from her magic.

"Let me see your mouth." Bessie said suddenly.

"Huh?" Bessie leaned over to get a closer look, gently gripping my jaw to make it open so she could see her chewed up meat.

"Oh, Master! You're finally eating me! It makes me feel so good inside!" Bessie squealed. "Please, eat me more!" She began playing with her breasts, squirting milk on the floor.

"Not so fast, Bessie. We still need to prepare you for cooking." Regina said, dragging her away.

"No! Someone, please eat me!" Bessie squealed.

"And Master, please give our children your "blessing" for being born." Norina said.

"Fine. I guess. So, who's first?"

"My daughter would be first, as the head maid." Norina said.

"But there is no head maid." Cathy said. "Do my daughter first, Master!"

"I guess she's the head maid. She seems to be the most qualified." I relented.

"Thank you, Master." Said Norina, bowing her head.

"Really, Master!" Cathy complained.

"Cathy, watch your tone! Now, please give my daughter your blessing." Norina said, handing her Arachne daughter to me.

I lifted her up by her spider-like abdomen, her legs wiggling around her eyes giving me a cute look, her hands reaching for me. I let her hug me, nuzzling her head against my chest and making cute noises. It brought a smile to my face. It made me feel guilty about popping her cherry as is in their tradition. But, as it is in their tradition, it would be near-impossible to change it and disadvantageous to ignore it. I checked near her crotch for her vagina, but there was nothing. Maybe it's where a spider's is for her. From what I remember from my biology classes in college, a spider's genitals should be under her abdomen. I checked her underside for it. My fingers brushed against a moist, fleshy hole. I rubbed my fingers along the edges of the hole, making the hours-old baby make a noise similar to a moan. In a reasonable world, no baby should be making such a noise, but as I'm going to be living here for a long time, might as well get used to it. The baby reached for my face as I fingered her pussy, and gave me a kiss, her chelicerae gently clamping on my cheeks. When she released me, I sat on the couch and gently lowered her on my cock. Her pussy was soaking wet and very tight. I could also feel two extra holes on the sides of her pussy. From what I remember, spiders have two extra holes on the side that lead to sacs that store sperm so they can fertilize their eggs later on. An inch inside, I felt a barrier. Her hymen. Do spiders even have a hymen? I gave her a final pat on the back to make her feel safe. I thrusted in, breaking her hymen. I felt blood and juices drip onto my lap. I heard her give a yelp in not just pain, but pleasure.

Since all I really had to do was pop her cherry, I guess I was done here. When I started to lift her up, her spider legs gripped my thighs and started bucking her body almost out of instinct. She… she actually enjoys this! Her tiny arms grabbed onto my waist as she moved her abdomen, milking my cock. I felt her tiny tongue licking my belly as she rocked her abdomen. Her tight pussy was driving me closer and closer to orgasm.

"I-I'm cumming!"

I came. I actually came in a girl that was literally only a few hours old. She was squealing in pleasure as my cum drenched her insides. I felt her webbing spray on my legs and sticking on them. I gently lifted her body off my cock before she recovered and possibly gone for a round 2 and handed her to her mother. Wait what should I call her? She's a spider-woman like in the comics, so Jessica? Jessie?

"Hey, I'm thinking of naming her Jessie."

"Jessie, huh. A fine name." Norina said "Now, perhaps I should pop her other cherry." She got on the floor with her legs behind her head, showing her balls and pussy.

She leaned forward with her daughter in hand and slid one of the pedipalps of her spider body into her pussy. Oh, the pedipalps are a male spider's genitals. So, she's actually a herm like her mother. Seemingly out of instinct, she began moving her palps inside of her mother.

Cathy interrupted the show by handing her own daughter to me.

"Now, Master. It's her turn to have her cherry popped. Isn't she cute?" she asked, showing the hole on her underside.

I gave a small chuckle. "Actually, that's probably her mouth."

"Huh?" Cathy asked, confused.

"Octopi in my world eat through that hole, meaning her reproductive orifice is probably where our mouths are. I could be mistaken though. I'm not sure if her body is actually like that."

"So, which is it?"

"Maybe which ever hole gives the most pleasure is probably it?"

"Go ahead, check her out."

I placed my finger in her bottom hole. I could feel a beak-like structure. I also felt something akin to a small spike inside. Her radula, if I remember correctly. I heard her make a moan-like babbling noise.

"Maybe, but I better check the other hole."

I stuck my finger in her mouth. In it, I felt a human-like tongue and gums inside. I also heard her give a babble-moan in pleasure.

"Shit, which is it? Wait, which hole did the baby drink with?"

"The top hole."

"I don't know, maybe she can eat using both holes? I mean, Stacy ate Sorana using her ass. A radula seems like it would be bad for reproduction, but it could be moved aside for a cock. A tongue and gums from where I would guess teeth would grow seem like they would be good for eating. Either one could just be vestigial from the octopus or human genes."

"Fuck it, let's just fuck both!" Cathy said, exasperated.

"Fine. But be careful, she's still small."

Cathy had her cock in her bottom hole while I had her "mouth". It felt strange double-penetrating a newborn. I tried to be gentle, worried that I might hurt her, and struggled to hold back as she her tight throat made my cock feel good. Cathy looks like she's struggling to hold herself back, too. Judging by how wide the beak in her bottom hole is and how big Cathy's cock is, it seems like it can distend to allow her bottom hole to stretch like everyone else's mouths can.

The baby's throat muscles seem to instinctively be milking my cock as she made pleasurable noises.

"Hng!" I grunted in pleasure.

"Damn, it feels so good! It's so tight!" Cathy moaned. "I-I'm going to cum!"

"I am, too!"

"Wel-cum to your new home, my baby!"

We came, sending hot seed into both of her holes. We removed our cocks making her giggle in pleasure. I gave her a hug, making her hug back using her tentacles and I handed her over to her mother, who now seemed to be trying to breastfeed her using her bottom hole with the baby using her tentacles to keep her steady.

"What are you doing?" asked Norina, spider-cum dripping from her pussy.

"None of us can figure out which hole is her pussy. Octopi in my world eat from their bottom holes and have sex using their funnels, which could be analogous to her mouth. Since I don't know whether or not that applied here, we decided to just use both."

"I'm afraid I don't know either. The Goddess seems to have never learned about it."

"I see. I'm almost ashamed to call myself a biologist to have never been able to figure it out." Just how the hell does her organs even work if Malia doesn't even know how they work.

"Don't worry, you'll learn."

I honestly felt tempted to dissect her to figure it out. Even though the maids will probably let it happen or even approve of it, I pushed back that urge to the very depths of my mind.

"Oh, Cathy. I forgot to name her."

"What kind of name are you going to give her?" she asked.

"Let me think."

I could go for the comic-book route again. I mean, a spider and an octopus? Octavia? No, it just doesn't sound right. Maybe I should think of another source. She's the first one that can survive underwater, so Oceana? I mean it's a bit lazy, but her mother likes lazy, so…

"What about Oceana? It has our word for ocean inside and I honestly couldn't think of anything better."

"That name sounds nice and fancy. I like it!" she turned to her daughter. "Hear that, your name is Oceana. Pretty cute, huh?" she said patting her daughter's head.

Ok, just one more to go. Where is Bessie's daughter? I look around. I saw her staring at the me having sex with the others. In her hand was her green with a red tip cock, moaning as she pleasured herself. I guess even she had strong sexual instincts too, even from birth. What surprised me more was the fact that despite her being only hours old, her cock was almost as large as mine! Part of me felt jealous.

She then released her cock from her hand and rocked back and forth, stretching her neck trying to suck her own penis. A minute of trying and she did it, but only managed to get the head in.

She noticed me looking at her masturbating. She stopped sucking and crawled over sniffing me. She started sniffing my own cock and put it in her mouth. As she sucked, I grew hard and gave a soft moan.

I felt Norina's hand on my shoulder.

"That's a good sign, Master. Orc children are known to be very aggressive and may lash out if they feel threatened. So, try to be gentle when dealing with her."

"Do I really have to … you know?" I asked.

"I will not force you to. However, you have already done it with the other two. It would not be very fair if you left her unsatisfied."

"Fine."

I gently put my hand on her head as she sucked. I felt her stiffen up a bit. She looked up at me and raised her butt up higher as she tried to swallow my cock. I could feel her toothless gums against my shaft as I moaned a bit louder. I patted her some more as she made a baby noise through her nose that could be mistaken for a moan. I moved my had down her back. With unreasonable intelligence for her age that could only have come from whatever memories carried over from her "Goddess", she grabbed my hand with strength comparable to a child far older than her and put it near her ass.

"You actually want me to do this, too? This place is so strange."

I cupped my hand around her ass, dragging my finger through her valley. My finger ran across a long, narrow hole, soaking with juices and capped with a small bean, then a tight pucker that twitched as my finger brushed across it. I heard a moaning sound come from her throat as she sucked harder, making me moan too. I slid my finger inside her snatch. I yelped in pain as she bit down on my cock, probably due to shock at the sudden sensation, making me pull out. I examined my pole for any major wounds, but luckily, she didn't have any teeth yet, so it only had a faint red mark.

She turned around, pointing her as towards me, stopped and made a baby noise that sounded like a go-ahead, but in a more brutish manner.

I nodded and got behind her, so that my hands and knees were surrounding her small stature and gently gave her what she wanted. I put my cock by her entrance and pushed. Her hole was very tight, and her muscles were quite strong, so I couldn't get it in at first. I pushed harder, and I felt her hole give a bit. The baby moaned louder as I pushed as hard as I could. My cock pierced her entrance, slamming my cock in all the way to the hilt. It is obvious that her cherry has been popped by the sudden force of my cock slamming in. It even got through a third barrier, penetrating her cervix. The sudden acceleration of my hips dragged my body forward as my arms gave out and I fell on top of the baby. I was surprised to see that my body wasn't touching the ground. I looked down and saw that the orc child was carrying my body all by herself as my cock penetrated her. I heard her strain herself while moaning, obvious that she's having trouble carrying my weight. I got back up on my hands and knees, still penetrating but getting my weight off of her.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

She made a baby noise and rammed her ass towards my cock.

"Ok, if you say so."

I began pumping her, pulling out of her tight cervix only to pound it with my cock.

"Y-Your pussy is squeezing my cock so hard! Even your pussy muscles are strong!" I moaned. I pumped harder, slamming my hips against her ass, which was quite hard with muscle. My moans grew louder as her cries of pleasure grew, starting a bit gruff, but quickly grew more high-pitched as I felt a puddle touching my knees. She had already came, even probably multiple times judging by the size of the puddle. I continued fucking the orc, her balls bumping into mine. My waist grew sore with exhaustion, but I continued on bringing the orc baby her first pleasure. I gave one last time as I came, spraying the last of my cum into her womb, giving one more cry of pleasure.

I pulled out as I sat down, the orc still panting in pleasure. She looks pretty cute despite her abnormally muscular physique for her age. I gently reached over and picked her up. She panicked suddenly and started struggling. She broke free, leaping towards me, knocking me down. She then started to try to bite me in various places, with me crying out in pain. Luckily, she didn't do much damage as she was again, toothless.

"That's enough for you." Norina scolded as she yanked her off of me. The orc began crying as it lashed out at Norina only for her spank the child.

"Enough! How dare you strike our master!" She scolded the baby as it cried.

"Isn't she supposed to have the knowledge to be my maid? Why is she so violent?" I almost shouted.

"Her orcish instincts are strong and as a baby she cannot control it. She should become calmer as she grows and the knowledge she needs takes hold. I hope Bessie can raise her well in the until then. Don't worry, she should have another instinct to serve you that was given by the Goddess herself. In the meantime, why don't you name her? Perhaps she will become more attached to you if you do." Norina advised as she carefully handed the baby orc to me.

"Yeah. I suppose she does need a name." I picked her up again. The baby again panicked in fear and started lashing out. She leapt onto my body and clung on with her arms, legs and mouth.

I didn't fall down this time, but I got a look at her face. The orc seemed afraid. Wait. Her mother, Bessie said that she was afraid of heights. So that's why she lashed out. She was afraid of falling.

While the baby clung onto me, I sat down so the ground was closer to the baby. Fortunately, it worked and the baby seemed to calm down and relaxed its grip, letting me place her onto my lap.

I began gently patting the baby to calm her down and get her used to me. The baby began giggling as I thought up a name.

A thought entered my mind. We got a spider, an octopus, now an orc which looks kinda like a giant green goblin. Yep, just like the comics. I hope that unlike the comic, they actually get along.

Ok, names. What would fit her? She's tough, green, and violent. Like a different comic book character. Should I name her after him? No, his name doesn't translate to a female name well. Wait, they released a character that was essentially a gender-swapped version of him. Maybe I can name the orc after her.

"Jen? How about that name? Jen." I offered it.

The baby giggled again, smiling.

"You like it, huh. Ok, your name is Jen."

"Sounds like a good name, Master." Norina said.

"Thanks."

With the babies named and "blessed" (I hope I don't have to do it again, despite how good it still felt.) I began playing with them the normal way. I never had to take care of a baby before, but I think I'm doing fine. They aren't crying after all. After a while, my appetite started up.

I wonder if Regina's preparations are ready. Just then, I heard a knock on the door. Norina got up from feeding her daughter to answer it.

"Welcome back, dear Goddess." She said bowing her head.

"Malia? Is that you?" I asked, looking back.

"Hey, Richard. How's it going."

"Not much. Got eaten again, some of the maids gave birth and made me pop their babies' cherries."

"Huh, didn't think you would actually do that. Though you would decline."

"Is that really a tradition?"

"In the past, sure. A lot of people have stopped doing it, though." Damn it, Regina.

"Well, I'm not going to do THAT again. Anyways, what are you doing here?"

"What, do I need one to hang out with you until dinner?"

"Fair enough. Speaking of dinner, we're having our own dinner soon."

"Oh, cool. What are we having? My day-old flesh?"

"No, I'm actually going to eat one of my maids?"

"Really!? Would have given you a week before you crack. A shit-only diet would make most people want to cheat."

"I won't kill her or anything. Just eat her while she can still be healed with magic."

"Eh, close enough."

"By the way, how do you heal with magic. You could heal just fine using your Red Magic."

"You see, there are these healing cells in your body, right?"

"You mean platelets?" She smacked me with her cock. "Yeah… healing cells."

"Just have your body make more of them."

"I don't think it would heal a burnt-off cock."

"I dunno. It worked for me."

"I see. It's probably an evolutionary difference between our species."

She smacked me again.

"Never mind."

Regina then walked in. "Hey, guys. Dinner time."

"Oh, nice. I was just getting hungry." Malia said.

"Oh, Goddess, you're here. Not angry about the blasphemy, are ya? N-never mind."

"Let's eat until I can eat in the real world!" Malia cheered.

We got around the table. Regina set up a portable stove on the table, which was just a panel that seemed to be just a panel that was enchanted to emit flames connected to a large mana battery, with a metal dish on top. Many containers filled with seasonings and dressings were placed next to the stove. Bessie in her skinless form stood nearby.

"Welcome everyone!" She said, bowing to the table. "I will be your meat-girl this evening. I hope you can all enjoy my delicious meat and be satisfied by having part of me inside of you. Thank you!" Even without her skin that made her expressions easy to read, I can tell that she was very happy. I grabbed a carving knife that was on the table.

"Are you ready, Bessie?"

"I'm always ready to be your meal." She said with a wide smile.

"Ok."

I sliced off a strip of meat from her flank and placed it on the stove. Lots of blood dripped onto the floor.

"Yesss! Please, Master! More!" Bessie howled in pleasure.

I sliced off another piece and another all for the stove.

"Come on, Richard. Don't just cut from the same area. Give me some variety!"

"Ok, Malia. How about some of her belly meat."

"Sure, I'll take that."

I cut off the flesh on the belly of her human half. Her intestines came pouring out of the gaping hole. Bessie moaned loudly as the lack of her belly muscles made her struggle to keep her human half upright. Hang on, why would her intestines be in her human half? I have to check it out. I quickly placed it on the stove.

"Bessie, can you lie down on your back?"

"Yes, Master. Whatever you say."

Bessie placed her massive body on the ground and revealed her belly to me. I sliced open her the flesh around both of her torsos revealing all her internal organs. The layout surprised me. Her human half seemed to have the organs of a normal human, but the cow half's organs seemed to be similar to a human's but upscaled so that it was proportional to a cow's body. It looked riddled with redundancy. Why would an organism need two fully complete digestive systems in a row? There was no way that can be right.

"Come on, Richard! Hurry up!"

"Sorry."

I quickly sliced off the flaps of flesh created by the dissection. The sensation of the cut made Bessie roll around in pleasure.

"Yes! Cut me up! I'm nothing but a piece of meat!" she wailed.

I cut off her cow udder and her skinless humanoid breasts and set them aside for them to be cooked later. I placed the pieces of belly meat onto the stove. Regina seemed to be doing fine in seasoning the meat and making sure it doesn't burn.

"Hey, Malia. Do you know what a cow-taur's organs look like?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"The way these organs are put together seem unnatural. I don't think this is how they actually look like."

"Look, I don't think about these things. They seem to be working fine, you know?"

"Fine, whatever." I relented.

It seemed like the first batch of meat were finished. Everyone took a share of the meat. Malia took a bite.

"Meh. Not as good as Mom's." Malia said.

"Sorry I couldn't satisfy you with my cooking." Regina said, bowing with regret.

"It's fine. Hey, maybe Richard can take over and you cut her meat."

"Sure. Hey, Master! The Goddess ordered me to take over. You can fantasize about her organs tomorrow." I was a bit surprised by her rather rough tone of voice. I suppose it makes sense as Malia still outranks me in this world.

"Ok."

"Heh, chopping up my subjects is already my favorite part of cooking anyways."

I took a look at the setup. Then, it hit me. Shit, I have no idea what any of these seasonings are. So, as I waited for the meat to cook, I took a quick taste test of the seasonings. Some of them were familiar, such as salt, but others were distinctly alien; probably from species that aren't from Earth. I tried to remember what these seasonings are like and just went with it. It can't be that much worse than Regina's cooking. At least I know how long to cook it. Malia took the meat from the stove that I cooked and tried it.

"Wow, this is a lot better. Still not as good as Mom's, though."

"Thanks."

I took a quick look around the table. It seems that the maids are overall enjoying the cooking. It feels good to know that I'm doing well despite using an unconventional setup with strange ingredients. Strangely, I saw Virginia feed the babies her chewed up and partially digested meat like many Earth birds are known to do. From the looks of their faces, they seem to enjoy it. Even so, the orc baby Jen was fruitlessly trying to eat the solid meat. I suppose she'll have to eat the chewed-up meat for a few days.

I tried out some of my cooking. Hmm, this meat is pretty good. The seasonings did a good job in bringing out the natural sweet flavor of the meat and give it a good kick. To think that I would have to eat poop starting tomorrow. I wonder if I can cook and season it the same way as I'm doing now. Sorana wouldn't mind now, would she? It might actually help get more people into her diet like she wanted. Hey, I think I have an idea.

"Hey, Malia. Do you think you can pee in this cup? I'm going to try to season this meat using it."

"Ok, sure." Malia said with a hint of disgust. "Never heard of anyone trying such a thing before. Sorana must have really turned you into one of her."

Her cock stretched all the way from her end on the table to the cup and filled it with her warm golden liquid. I took a few fresh slices of meat from Regina and put it on the stove. Then I poured some of the fresh pee onto the meat, releasing steam. After waiting a bit, I flipped the meat over and poured more onto that side. When it was done, I tried out the meat. It was actually pretty good. The salty pee went well with the sweet meat. I think this could be a good idea.

"Hey, Malia. Try it." I said, giving her some of my pee-soaked meat.

She put the meat in her mouth and chewed it.

"Wow, this is great! You might be onto something here. Wait till I tell Sorana."

"Yeah, I wonder what it would taste like if I were to marinate some meat in it overnight."

"Good idea. I should tell Mom about it later."

"Y-yeah. C-cut me deeper, Regina!" Bessie howled in pleasure from her being butchered.

"So, was this everything you hoped for?"

"Y-yes! It feels amazing, knowing that my meat will feed all these people! I don't want dinner to end! B-but, I want my climax! I want to return to the Goddess knowing I fed all these wonderful people!"

"B-Bessie, I-I can't." I can't kill her. Even if she would reincarnate somehow like Mom said, would she still be the same?

"I-It's fine, Master. You're a far kinder person than I have ever fed in any of my incarnations. Goddess, can you find it in your heart to allow Richard to not kill me until he's ready?"

"Fine, your beautiful Goddess heard your prayer." Malia said in her Goddess persona. "But for one week. After that, no more of this "almost kill" bullshit."

"O-Ok. Deal. Thank you, Malia." I said.

"Don't mention it."

"H-hey, Master. After dinner, can I stay skinless in case you want a little nibble of my meat?"

"Sure, just keep the skin on your head. You look much cuter with it on."

"Thank you. I love you, Master."

Dinner went off without a hitch. We all ate a ton of meat, from her organs, to her breasts, to her flesh. Luckily, Bessie seemed to be likely to survive using her own as well as the others' magic. Everyone looked well satisfied with my attempt at cooking, especially Malia.

"Hey, Richard. Nice job with cooking, you know, even though you're still nowhere near as good as Mom's."

"Thanks, I guess. You might need to practice cooking too. The maids apparently aren't that skilled in it, and it seems like their skill is based on your skill."

"Meh, you seemed fine with it so far."

"Probably because my body isn't adapted to tasting the flavors of the soul, so it's sensitive to it."

"Still, I have better things to do, like train…and video games."

"Fair enough."

"Anyways, you're not planning on doing anything tomorrow, are you?"

"Not really."

"Can you come to school with me, tomorrow?"

"School? Uh, sure. I would like to see what your school is like."

"Great! Since you might have trouble getting back to the real world by yourself, you can just go through the border of this world."

"Ok. And do you think you can get Sorana to come over for breakfast? You know how I was eaten earlier? Well, Regina, the maid who did it has a lot of poop and it's too much for me, so I though she would want some. You know, as a "thank you" for training earlier."

"Sure, I'll see if she can come." She started smirking. "Do you like her or something?"

"She's a great friend… with benefits."

"Hahahaha. It's fine if you love her. We can share you, anyways."

"I think it sounds like it'll be fun."

"Great! Well, good night, Richard. Love ya, bro!" Malia said as she hugged me.

"Hehehe. Love you too, sis." I hugged back. It feels good to have such good people around me, even though that they are quite strange. I'm pretty sure that I can live many happy lives on this planet with people like them.