The Power of Creation – Chapter 222

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“C-come in!” after you finish sodomizing Selena and leaving both holes leaking with cum, you head of to Keri’s room.

Keri seems like a very nervous girl. She has big hair, a mole on her cheek, and a skinny appearance. There is nothing particularly desirable about her. Her breasts are average. Her body is on the less than curvaceous side. Even her face is merely okay. Nobles have better lives than commoners, so she is decked out with makeup and a nice dress that makes the most of her body. Her cleavage is maximized by the dress she wears. She even appears to have shoulder pads on to give her a more authoritative look. At least her boobs don’t look to be padded as they are only a B-size.

Overall, she’s probably the least attractive woman you’ve banged in this world. If she wasn’t wearing makeup, her level of beauty might even be under the baka maids before you altered them, back when they looked rough, dirty and scarred. That’s not to say she’s not pretty, she’s just merely pretty. The problem is that with your harem the standards have been set way too high. When every woman is a knock out beauty, and your town is filled with youthful hotties, this forty-something average woman looks pitiful. What used to be a lucky find in your old world is barely passable in this one.

For once, you start doing some of the upkeep before you fuck her. Since instantly changing her appearance would be too noticeable, you hide the changes behind a sensual massage. You work her back, butt and thighs, while steadily improving her skin, lifting her butt, and removing her varicose veins. She makes moaning noises as you squeeze her butt, and even though she’s not knockout hot, she still gets your blood flowing as you help improve her own circulation. She still has that slutty MILF appeal, especially when her toes curve and her mouth lets out sultry, moaning noises.

When she rolls over, you start attacking her breasts, making them rounder and perkier while squeezing them tightly.

“Ahhhhhnnnn…” She squeals, her legs kicking as her nipples become sensitive to your touches.

When Keri orgasms, just through the use of massage, a little bit of lewdness gushes from her pussy.

“Please, I can’t wait for it anymore, fuck me!” Keri begs you.

Her words and her glistening pussy are just too tempting, so you get on top of Keri and line up your cock.

“So… so big!” Keri gives you a flushed look, pleading for you to penetrate her with your big cock.

You slide it in, taking her pussy for the first time.

“Nnnnnnaaaaa! It’s inside!” Keri cries out ecstatically.

Like the other noble women, Keri’s lips immediately attack yours, her arms wrapping around you as she tries to take as much intimacy as you’ll offer her. Of course, you remain firmly dispassionate with these women. They could all seriously fall in love with you if you gave them too much affectionate. So while you kissed Keri, you didn’t do much more than pump your hips while she rubs herself against you.

“I’m going to cum… can you cum with me?” Keri looks up at you tearfully.

“Se-seriously?” You can’t help but raise an eyebrow.

While you have perfect control, and could cum in Keri at any moment, she wants you to cum now? It’s been less than a minute, so doesn’t this hit your pride as a man a little if you give her what she wants.

“I-I can keep going!” You insist, picking up the pace. “Just cum a few times and then-“

“N-no!” Keri pouts. “Cum in me when I cum. I want to have a mutual orgasm. P-please look in my eyes, I want to see you as you cum into me!”

This bitch… Keri is surprisingly demanding. Where the other girls sort of just let you take the lead and enjoy whatever ride you give, Keri seems to want to control things here.

“Please, I need this. I can’t last any longer. Let’s cum while looking at each other’s eyes! Th-then kiss me while you’re still inside me growing soft…” Keri blushes.

She’s making even more demands! Even though Keri is making all these demands now while you fuck away, the way she asks is quite sweet. Clearly, she’s relaying exactly the sexual kinks she has. Most women will just expect you to figure it out, or worst, get angry when you don’t do it the way she wants it. In a way, Keri’s behavior of informing you exactly how she wants this to go down could be called the proper way all women should behave.

Thus, you don’t have the heart to spoil her wants and like a certain burger restaurant, you decide to give it to her her way.

“N-now! I’m cummmmmmiiiingggg!”

You freak out for a second realizing while you are considering her demands she is already starting to cum, unable to resist that feel of your hard thrusting dick. Of course, you naturally open the flood gates, and as she restricts around your cock, you fill up her womb with hot stuff.

“Ah… I feel it… I… your cumming in me! Please, make me pregnant!”

You freeze at that last part, but it’s already too late, so you keep sending in the baby batter. Meanwhile, you meet her eyes as you cum. As she stares at you lovingly with her mouth slightly a gape, her expression very intimate, you can only look back awkwardly. Finally, as you allow you dick to soften, you kiss her on the lips. Perhaps you should go back to fucking your women. These married girl’s thirst are becoming a bit more than you can handle.

The door bangs open, and a person walks in. “Ah, wasn’t that refreshing. So, Keri, how did… oh!”

You immediately pull your lips from Keri’s and turn in surprise. A noble man, Keri’s husband, is standing there right at the door!

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Here is Kida’s portrait, although you’ve already been introduced to her behind with my previous ero image.

The World of Women – Chapter 7

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My mind raced a mile a minute as I watched the nervous Madison fidgeting at the foot of my bed.  Was this for real? I knew that Madison had some kind of hangup when it came to me and Hannah, but I never would have guessed that she’d take it to this extent. To think that she wanted to sacrifice her own purity just so that Hannah remained safe, it was not something I had expected at all.

“A-are you going to start then?” I asked with a pout.

It wasn’t intentional, but I was still drowsy and my expression naturally took on a petulant attitude. Madison only gulped and gave a decisive nod. Her nervousness became my nervousness. I had already thrown myself at mom the previous night, and succeeded in conquering her pussy, but it felt a bit different with Madison. Part of it was because of the nature of our relationship. Mom loved me and spent all of her time with me. Meanwhile, my relationship with Madison was already awkward. Having sex with this sister of mine couldn’t possibly make it less awkward.

“I will begin.” Madison responded with determination.

Pulling back the covers, my cock was already erect and ready, poking up against the underwear. Madison looked at my cock wide-eyed, her cute expression causing it to twitch. She was clearly completely outside her element. She was only a year older than Hannah, so her knowledge about sex wasn’t much beyond her sister. Suffice it to say that she didn’t seem to know what she was doing.

This didn’t stop Madison from trudging forward anyway. She pulled down my underwear, immediately freeing my penis from my tightie whities. She pulled them down the rest of the way, and I helped kick them off to the floor. I looked on excitedly, waiting for Madison to disrobe as well. However, it was clear in her expression that her heart just wasn’t ready for that yet. Instead, with an awkward blush as she refused to meet my eyes, she reached out with her hand and gripped the shaft. Her warm, small digits wrapped round it tightly, but she didn’t move her hand at all. Instead, she merely gripped on to it, trying to avoid looking at her hand.

She took a few breaths, and then to my surprise immediately turned and lowered her head down on it, taking my cock into her mouth. Feeling her sweet pouty lips wrap around the head of my cock felt too good, and I immediately let out a little moan. This moan startled Madison who pulled back in surprise. But after another breath, she closed her eyes and put it back in. Like that, she began to slowly suck on my cock.

Her fingers remained wrapped tightly on the shaft like she was afraid my cock might jump out of her fingers if she let it go. Meanwhile, her lips took in the head and about two inches of the shaft. She didn’t shove it in deeply, or deep throat, let alone inhale my cock. Instead, she merely licked it, letting her lips massage the upper portion that she could actually reach. She sucked strongly like it was a lollipop, occasionally moving her head a little as she did so.

“MmM… gmmm.. mmmm…” As she worked, her throat made lewd sucking sounds.

I noticed that her hair was tied up so that it wouldn’t fall down her face. Along with the summer dress, I instantly realized that Madison had come here from the beginning planning to give me a blowjob. She had prepared ahead of time. I could even see a glimmer of chapstick on her lips. The girl had prepared properly.

“Ah… it feels good, keep going Madison.”

“Mmm… Mmm…” Madison cutely made a noise of affirmation, muffled by the location of her mouth against my cock.

I reached out and touched my beautiful sister’s face as I watched her lick and suck lightly on my cock. She immediately moved her free hand and pushed my hands away. Her eyes glared at me, but she refused to break mouth contact with my cock. I couldn’t help but sigh sadly. Madison wasn’t doing this as any kind of intimacy. She merely wanted me to cum so that I would leave Hannah alone. To Madison, this was a mission to protect her sister, even if it tainted her own purity. She had absolutely no feelings for me whatsoever, not even the base love of siblings.

Still, as she rotated her head, moving her lips around my wettened cock, I couldn’t stop myself from moaning and reaching out for her again. This time, my fingers ended up entwining in her tied up hair. She ignored my hands this time, instead focusing on sucking and moving her lips.

“Guuhh… Guuh… Guuu….” Her mouth made gulping sounds as she sucked the upper half of my cock aggressively.

Feeling like I wanted my cock further inside her, as I moaned again I pushed down on her head. The cock slide any extra inch, and I got to feel even more of my wonderful sister’s sweet mouth. However, she immediately coughed, pulling away. At this point, she did slap my hands away angrily. Drool ran down her chin as she glared at me, a string of saliva connecting my shaft to her mouth. She was absolutely beautiful.

“Don’t!” Madison only said that word.

She went back down, attacking my cock again with her mouth. Meanwhile, I felt a little sheepish at her glare. Furthermore, Madison wouldn’t let me touch her anymore. Without becoming overly aggressive and forcing myself on Madison, I could do nothing else but lie back and enjoy her machinations. Although her hand didn’t move at all and her technique got me with teeth quite a bit, Madison was trying her best to bring me to orgasm.

To have a cute teenager sucking on my cock, naturally, my excitement peaked, and I only held on for about ten minutes. I am a hormonally charged boy just about to reach his teens. My current sexual prowess as weak. My panting increased, and Madison’s aggressive sucking seemed to be encouraged by the noises I made. Even though she felt little affection for me, the closer I got to orgasm, the quicker and fiercer she attacked my glands.

I decided not to tell Madison I was going to cum. I was afraid Madison would do something like force me to finish up in a towel or something. Of course, it is much more enjoyable to cum in my sister’s adorable mouth. Although Madison’s eye’s widened in surprise when my swollen cock shot out the first string of jizz, to my shock, she quickly started to swallow it. Without parting her lips from the head, she continued to suck down every spurt of semen I delivered, sending it right down her gullet without a single ounce of hesitation. After about thirty seconds, I finally finished cumming, my panting reaching its culmination as I relaxed. Meanwhile, Madison sucked a little longer, making sure to lick up every drop.

I’d never met a girl as thorough as my big sister. Her entire personality aroused me greatly, but my young stamina didn’t keep up with my hormones, and my cock fell flaccid despite my best efforts. I’m simply too young to be engaging in any major sexual escapades.

My sister finally broke her lips from my cock. Her lips were red and chapped, and she was breathing hard. The skin all around her lips had the reflective look of saliva, but other than that, she looked just as beautiful as ever. I reached out, instinctively wanting to embrace this cute sister who just sucked my cock to completion and swallowed it. Prostitutes and even my wife, the few blowjobs I ever got, demanded condoms. To actually cum in her mouth and to have her swallow, this was the first time for me. It actually made my heart beat a bit faster, and despite myself, I started to see my sister in a slightly new light.

However, when Madison immediately pulled away from me, avoiding my arms with a scowl, my affection slammed into reality. Madison had finished what she came to do, and now there was no more between us. For a second, a bit of me ached for my sister. I suddenly found myself longing for more of her. However, as she got up and wiped her face, she had an expression like she had nothing else to say.

I wanted to ask what she thought of the taste of my cum, but I realized that’d be inappropriate. I wanted to squeeze her small B sized boobs, but I knew I’d never get close. I wanted to hold her, but that wouldn’t happen for a million years.

“Thank you.” I finally got out, not able to come up with anything better to say.

Madison had thrown the towel away and was now straitening her dress with her back to me. “Leave Hannah alone. Come to me if you need anything and I’ll take care of it from now on.”

Madison didn’t wait for me to respond, immediately darting from my room and closing the door with a small slam. I fell back in my bed, my soft cock dripping out a little bit of late cum Madison had seemed to miss, even though she had been so thorough to catch it all. Hormones were certainly a fucked up thing. One blowjob, and I was already starting to fall in love. Well, in this world, it wasn’t so bad. It was a world where I could have my sister, so why wouldn’t I?

Thinking about my cute Madison sucking on my cock, I started to grow excited again. I couldn’t last long, but I could get horny again in a half hour. This was becoming frustrating already, and would only grow worse as I got older. I let out a sigh looking down at my member, now half erect. I supposed it would be too ridiculous to run after my sister and demand a second round. Frankly, I was pretty certain Madison had a very specific limit, and wouldn’t tolerate anything beyond it. In this case, she’d suck my cock on her time, but not on my time.

Thus, I did what I had planned to do anyway. I went to my mom’s room, knocking on her door. My mom had remained low since last night. As to how she coped with the knowledge she slept with her son, I’m not really sure. I knocked again when there wasn’t an answer. This time, I heard a muffled voice from beyond the door.

“Go away… you can clean up tomorrow.” The voice came.

This time, I just pushed my way into mom’s room. Mom immediately looked up from her bed when the door opened. As soon as her eyes met mine, she went white. Clearly, the memory of last night was very fresh in her mind. She had been lying on the bed with her legs spread open. When I walked in, she immediately crossed them and pulled a blanket up, hiding her body from my sight. My sexy mother, who had never once covered her modesty around me, was now hiding her body with a blush. I frowned at the development, not pleased that mother was trying to put up defenses.

“Honey, wh-what are you doing here?” mom asked nervously, suddenly unable to meet my eyes.

“I heard about what happened to Hannah… two years ago.” I blurted out.

It wasn’t really what I wanted to say. I wanted to say, “bend over and spread em’”, but I knew that wouldn’t go well with mom. Instead, I gave myself a reason to push into her room. More than that, I distracted her from the expectation. She was defending against a sexual assault, so I side blinded her with this nugget of truth to cause her to drop her defenses. Better than that, if I played my cards right, this could be a source of guilt for mom. Once she felt guilty, I could further push her into becoming my permanent fuck buddy. That was the ultimate goal, after all.

“Oh… honey… that…” Mom also remembered that two years ago she had spanked me, which was something that made her feel bad, as she was not one to hit her child normally.

At the time, I had retaliated by not speaking to mom for a week. It was something that had hurt her heart immensely. She had always felt her heart being torn between her daughters and her son.  She tried to defend Madison’s honor, but had only served to drive a wedge between her son and daughters. She had even feared that I might not help her daughters find a man to impregnate them given the current attitude between us.

“Do… lesbians really hate men?” I asked.

Mom sighed, her motherly instincts kicking in and obliterating her built defenses. She gestured for me to join her in bed. I ran up and sat next to her while she looked in my eyes with a comforting appearance.

“All animals are built for sex.” Mom responded gently. “It’s just the unfortunate bane of humans that we make so few men. It’s not surprising with so few men and so many women, that women want to try sex with another, even when a man isn’t available.”

“Mom too?” I asked mischievously.

“Ah!” Mom blushed, turning away. “In Academy… before your father, perhaps… But the point is, liking and sleeping with women doesn’t say anything to their feelings about men. Most women find themselves able to enjoy both sexes equally, although men always hold a special place in women’s hearts for their capacity to make seed.

“However, there are a few women, like those lipstick lesbians, who speak blasphemy. They believe the world doesn’t need men. They want men to be treated like cattle, milked for their seed and distributed among the women freely without their input. This goes against everything we’re taught! They claim that the holy scriptures are false, or even worse, that the holy scriptures were written by men as a deliberate attempt to subjugate women!

“A lot of them are criminals, exchanging black market seed. They spread propaganda and lies, kidnap men, blackmail, and spread hate. They prey on young women, trying to convince them to hate men and worship their own bodies. They’re just being selfish and conceited!” Mom became more impassioned as she spoke. “It just isn’t right! These women would reject any man, just because of his sex!”

“I don’t want to be rejected…” I said worriedly.

“Oh, baby, you don’t have to worry… you’re fine.” Mom patted me gently.

“M-mom… you’ll never reject me, right?” I asked with my head lowered, hiding the glint in my eye.

“No, honey, never, I’d never reject you! I’m your mother, after all.”

“I love you.” I said.

“I love you too, baby.”

I lifted up my head, and before mom could react, I once again took her lips. The suddenness of my kiss caused her mind to flail, and in that moment I sent my tongue into her mouth, savoring mother’s taste aggressively.

“Mmmm…mmmm.. mmaaa…” Mom wanted to say something, but as my tongue explored her mouth, her shoulders soon slouched and she gave in to my kisses.

My hands then found their way to her chest. Once again, her eyes widened and she let out an alarmed moan, but with my lips planted on her lips, and her bold statement of never rejecting me fresh in her mind, I had once again pushed her into a corner just as overwhelming as the bathtube. I finally broke my lips away from hers after kissing for some time. Mom was gasping for breath, a blush on her face. Unlike my sisters though, her eyes were locked on me without any shyness, waiting for what she knew would come next.

“Mom, can we do what we did last night? I want to be inside you.”

Mom let out a long breath. Even though she had expected it, that didn’t mean she knew how to handle it. However, she couldn’t say ‘no’. That would be rejecting me. Whether she realized the trap was done on purpose or not was questionable, but she was trapped. Mom could only give a nod. The previous night, she had promised to teach me everything she knew. This was said in the heat of the moment, and once her head cooled after a night of sleep she had regretted it in an instant.

She could always find me a new playmate to hire that is my own age. Demanding my attention for herself wasn’t just morally wrong, it was selfish. She knew she couldn’t have me all to herself, although there was a scary part of her she realized wanted exactly this. She wanted me all to herself. Just like my father, to have a man to personally follow and satisfy her, it was desire that no other woman but my mother would dare have.

Finally, she gave a slow nod, opening her legs for me as she pulled me on top of her. Last night had been a mistake. Mom had spent the entire day mentally preparing herself to correct that mistake at all cost. She had been waiting for me to invade her room, ready to let me down softly. However, when I striked from a position she hadn’t anticipated, I had destroyed her defenses and pushed her to this state. The dark side of mom that wanted to monopolize me as her lover, it took over.

Mom brought my mouth to hers, and she started to rip off my clothing. Since I was supposed to be an experienced child, it was mom who led the way this time. Little by little, her apprehension withered away, and the promise she made the night before, that she would personally lead my sexual education with her own body, started to become ingrained into her mind. Why risk finding another woman who might betray us, when mom was right here to guide me through my sexual puberty? Her mind was filled with these attempts to logically excuse her actions. As I slid inside her warm, wet pussy, my hips rocking against her hips, we fell into each other’s embrace, making love deep into the night. Mom showed me many things.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 221

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With Selena as your next lover and a full day of fun activities scheduled, you can only set up to meet with Ariel later tomorrow. You still didn’t trust this woman who wore your girl’s face, and perhaps if you set the meeting up on your terms, you can at least be on top of things. The Ariel impostor looks slightly disappointed, but only for a brief moment. A lot of her expressions look just like the woman you know and love, so it’s kind of difficult to deal with.

Part of you wants to hate her, but then wouldn’t that be hating something that looks like your Ariel? Suffice it to say, if you did accidentally double Ariel, you plan to have both. Perhaps this Ariel is attracted to you because the other Ariel is attracted to you? Either way, your main squeeze just got a twin sister, so shouldn’t you be happy? At least, that’s what you tell yourself.

You make it to Selena and she sneaks you into her room. Before long, you find yourself able to distract your issues as you plow Selena as she’s bent over her bed.

“Ah… Gods… it’s so big!” Selena moans.

Selena seems to enjoy it a lot more than the previous time. You had brought the size back down to ten inches. She didn’t seem to realize the difference. Big enough that it feels like she is being torn open all feels the same after the size gets to a certain point. However, she’s stretched enough to tolerate this size now, so rather than pain, it is all pleasure on her end. Selena cries out as you thrust into her blindly, using her body to forget your own thoughts.

Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.

Your balls slap against her butt. Your hands grip and kneed her ass as you take enjoyment from her tight pussy. The woman herself moans and cries, clawing at the bed as she enjoys wave after wave of orgasm. You finally blow a load inside her, keeping it more manageable than the bukkake you left her friend Britney.

When you finally finish with Selena, she turns around and kisses you. All of the married women seem like that. Where a lot of your harem girls like the hard pounding fucks, these women demand a little bit more intimacy. As married woman who have tasted intimacy in the past, and aren’t getting it now, thus they’re much more prone to wanting to kiss and hold you. Selena even seems like she wants to cuddle a bit. Since your mind is distraught and you have time before you have to meet up with the untasted Keri, you find yourself lying on Selena’s bed while she cuddles up against you lovingly. Her hand even grabs your sticky cock, her fingers lightly rubbing the head. Occasionally, she brings her fingers to her mouth and licks them, as if wanting to fondly remind herself of the taste of your cock.

Noticing you lying there with a furrowed brow, Selena finally speaks up. “Are you having any problems? Want to talk about it?”

You shrug, not sure how to answer, but a question pops out instead. “What do you know about Ariel?”

“That prize girl?” Selena raises an eyebrow in amusement. “Do you fancy her, even though you have me?”


“I don’t mind. I know you’re not mine to begin with.” Selena says that sadly, but then shakes her head with a smile. “I heard that she was one of the most beautiful women in the human realm, and that rumor turned out true. I also thought I had heard she was dead, but that turned out to be a rumor. It was just his wife who passed away, I guess, the poor man.”

You snort, “Yeah, poor.”

Selena ignores your sarcasm. “There is little to know. He had kept her sheltered most her life. Now, suddenly he wants to give her away. It’s a little strange, isn’t it? To hand your entire nation to whoever wins a silly competition?”

You had to agree. You remembered not too long ago suggesting that if you defeated the demon lord, then you’d get Ariel. That had been met with almost open hostility by this king, and you were a hero from another world. Now, that same king is giving up his daughter for anyone who can win a competition? The person who won Ariel wouldn’t even be the one fighting, but the noble who has the best fighters. It was definitely suspicious.

“Do… do you love Reginald?” You don’t know why the question came out, but remembering Ariel causes you to remember what Reginald had told you right before.

“Love?” Selena didn’t seem at all surprised by the question, perhaps answering it for a lot of the men she had previously swapped with. “He’s just a lower noble without any power. I was young and basically sold off to him to broker a trade agreement. Ever since, he’s never seemed all that interested in me. In fact, he seems more interested in trading me away than enjoying me. Do I love him? Maybe… but it doesn’t matter how I feel, he clearly has never felt a thing for me.”

Selena even sounded a bit bitter as she said it. The emotion in her voice told you that her feelings for Reginald are complicated.

“He said he fancied his brother’s girl, the queen…”

This time Selena raises her head. “He told you? Why… that man… he’s going to get himself hanged if he keeps up with this stuff. The past is the past. I’m his present, I just… I just wish he’d acknowledge that!”

Selena genuinely seems angry, and with that you realize that she genuinely does care about him. As to her being a spy, you already used magic to check. Selena is clean… well… figuratively. Her pussy is still leaking semen and she is sweaty and smells of lustful desires.

“Even though my husband doesn’t have a dick large enough to satisfy me, if he remained loyal, didn’t swap me away, I would stay by his side. I wouldn’t even mind if he kept a few mistresses, they all do it… just as long as he accepted me.” Selena’s words seem to herself this time, like she is just asserting her own wants and desires out loud for the first time. “However, that’s just wishful thinking! Right now, I have your big dick, and you are the man I want to lie with. Would you like to stick it in my ass?”

“Ah… well… since you’re offering.” You put thoughts of Reginal behind you as you take his wife in the behind.

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Here’s the illustration of Merida I commissioned. I know, I know, not what you imagined. Boobs too small, hair wrong shade, not echii enough clothing… bite me.


The Power of Creation – Chapter 220

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“Sh-sh-she said I was just some ugly half-elf and that I should never talk to her again!” Tiana wails, sobbing into your shoulder as you’re forced to comfort the woman.

Normally, you wouldn’t treat Tiana like a real person, but she’s been surprisingly helpful the last few days as well as extremely affectionate. Given the fact you’ve been going around banging married women, you would have thought Tiana would cause trouble, but she’s only worked in your favor. You even found out one or two nobles used their wives to approach Tiana for wife swaps, and she skillfully handled the situations where you weren’t inconvenienced. She even worked to put it in their minds that cheating on their husbands would be preferable to a swap.

Therefore, after sending Tiana to talk to Ariel, you are shocked to see her sobbing in tears. The other girls try to provide her comforting looks, but only Merida seems particularly sympathetic. The other women are cut from a rougher cloth and can’t sympathize too much with the idea that ‘words hurt’. Kida might say something like ‘yeah, but fists hurt more!’, while Snow White might wonder why Tiana didn’t pull out her spine after Ariel slighted her.

“That just doesn’t sound like Ariel.” Merida shakes her head in disbelief, the only other woman close to Ariel.

As to Merida herself, she plans to avoid Ariel and the king at all costs. They haven’t recognized her so far, but she technically is a deserter if you got right down to it. You used a little magic to make her harder to recognize earlier, so it shouldn’t be a problem. However, that didn’t mean Merida wants to get close to this impostor and test her luck.

“Exactly, that’s why it wasn’t Ariel,” You pat Tiana’s head. “I’ll get down to the bottom of this… err… tomorrow, I have some responsibilities tonight.”

The patting seems to make her happy, so you’re find with continuing to do it. Tiana seems to preen under your attention, becoming even more spoiled. However, she looks surprisingly cute when she’s being spoiled, so you’ll do it just this once.

“Are those responsibilities banging more married women?” Tiana suddenly asks mischievously.

Her cuteness level plummets in an instant. A pin could drop in the silence that follows and everyone present would hear it.

“I-is that true… yo-you’d rather bang flabby old married sluts than this virgin you own?” Rapunzel asks tearfully.

“Ah… commoner! You’re rubbing my head a little hard now!”

“So, so warrior is weak against old ladies… good to know.” Snow White snorts.

“That’s not true… it’s…. it’s just a phase!” Merida tries to defend me.

“Ow! You’re rubbing my head way too hard!”

“I know I’m inexperienced and broke the bed last time, but rookie doesn’t have to depend on betrothed women to find the skillset he needs. I will definitely work harder to learn properly!” Kida speaks to you pleadingly.

“Now you’re just pulling my hair. Stop! Stop, please spare me!”

You stand up, finally letting go of Tiana’s head as she rubs it tearfully. “I don’t have to take this kind of abuse! I’m going to go where I’m appreciated.”

You storm out of the room, leaving the six women gawking at you. They’re completely misunderstanding things! It has nothing to do with their experience or your personal tastes. It has to do with availability. Any of your harem you could fuck any time you want. These married sluts are only available while you’re here. You are simply having your cake and eating it too, which is the proper thing to do with cake, if you recall the proverb correctly.

In fact, no sooner did you come back to the mansion from the tournament than you found three separate seductive notes from various women wanting a rendezvous. One of them is Selena, who wants to meet you again behind her husband’s back this time. The other two came from the last two married woman in this mansion who have yet to taste your cock. They are called Keri and Christina, or so the names on the letters claim. You don’t really remember their faces, but it’ll come to you after you are balls deep inside them.

You don’t know if the girls are in cohoots, but they also ask you to meet seemingly in perfect intervals. As long as you don’t dally too much, you could afford to rendezvous and have all three women tonight. Maybe with some convincing you could get all five of the married skanks for some group fun. Perhaps that is just some wishful thinking, but you plan to enjoy the buffet while it is open.

You only are half way to Selena’s rendezvous when you turn a corner to come face to face with the person you don’t expect. It is Ariel, or rather the woman pretending to be Ariel.

“H-hello! You’re Riun’s leader, yes?” The voice sounds like Ariels as well, immediately putting a frown on your face.

“Yeah, I’m him.” You respond, eying the imposter suspiciously.

Ariel gives you a side look before she leans a bit closer. “I heard from some sources that a lot of the ladies here have been… enjoying your company immensely. They told me it’s big, is this true?”

True, she is acting a bit pervy like Ariel, but it still feels off to you. Before you broke Ariel in, she barely knew what a penis was, let alone what it did. For this woman to be enticed by dick, there is just no way that she is the princess! As you think these things, you stand in stony silence, which seems to only encourage this woman, who moves to the point where her chest would be smashed against yours, if she had the chest of the real Ariel.

“Would you like to come back to my place? Perhaps show me what it can do?” Her eyes flash excitedly.

You can’t help but raise an eyebrow as the fake Ariel hits on you just like all of the horny married women! What in the world is going on?

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The World of Women – Chapter 6

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“You… bastard!” The loud shout occurred the very next morning.

Madison, my eldest sister, was blond and blue eyed, which I was told made her take up after my father more than my mother. Unlike my younger sister, who had a plump youthfulness, Madison was tall, taller than me at the moment by half a head. She had long, thin delicate arms and legs, and wiry frame that came off as more petite despite her height on me. Her hair was made up in a single large fishtail braid that ran down the back of her neck, nearly reaching her butt.

I was reading in the library, trying to enhance my knowledge of this world. My previous twelve years of life had left me somewhat dumb. Men in this world didn’t need to know anything. If they could jizz, it was sufficient to succeed in life. For a person like me, that wouldn’t do. Thankfully, I had all of my collective knowledge from my previous life, or I would have been a complete idiot when it came to things like mathematics or critical thinking. Even so, I knew virtually nothing about this world I was reborn in, and so before I was sent to the academy at the age of sixteen, I wanted to learn as much as I could so that I didn’t have to feel stupid.

That’s how Madison caught me reading a history book that should have been four to five years outside my age range. Fortunately, the girl was too angry to notice things like what book I was reading. Instead, she stormed around the couch until she was standing over me, glaring down. Her light skin with barely any tan flashing deeply red that even revealed a few freckles on her cheeks.

I slowly sat up in my couch, discarding the book. I noticed that there was someone else hiding partially behind the door. She wore an anxious look as she watched the pair of us with one eye, while the rest of her body was hidden in the shadows of the hallway. I immediately understood what this was about by one look at Hannah hiding nearby. Had they somehow found out about what I had done to mother last night, then I didn’t think things would fit this particular arrangement.

Either way, I didn’t think mom would be so willing to reveal such a shameful act. Being seduced by her twelve-year-old son would be impossible for a woman to admit. She likely blamed herself, and would keep secret about the situation. She certainly wouldn’t talk to her daughters about it. Their relationship was already estranged as it were. If I could in the future, I should figure out a way to improve mom’s relationship with my sisters. Perhaps, in time, all four of us could share a bed together.

“What does my beautiful sister want?” I asked.

“Y-“ Madison’s tirade was stopped as soon as she heard the word beautiful, but rather than making her happy, her look soured further and she gave me a hateful glare. “How dare you do what you did the Hannah, you bastard!”

“Huh? What did I do?” I gave an innocent reply.

“You… won’t admit it?” My innocent looking face caused a moment of doubt to spread on Madison’s expression, causing her to look up at Hannah.

When I glanced back at Hannah, she was shaking her head tearfully. It was clear that Hannah had not shared any particular details with Madison. Furthermore, this confrontation was pushed forward by Madison, not Hannah. As to how much Madison did know, I couldn’t say for sure.

“I admit I kissed Hannah, but she’s my adorable sister, so why shouldn’t I kiss her?”

I downgraded my actions to a kiss. However, even so, Madison’s eyes flashed with rage at my admission.

“So, you confess! How dare you touch Hannah? Don’t you get what she’s been through?”

“Eh? What has she been through? Did something happen?” I gave a questioning frown.

“Don’t act stupid, you…” Madison became uncertain again upon seeing my very real confusion. “Mo-mother didn’t tell you?”

“Why did something happen? Wait, did a guy touch you!” I immediately sat up straight and turned to Hannah, not totally stopping the fury from reaching my face.

The protective look I gave confused Madison fiercely. Hannah squeaked and hid farther behind the door. It took me a moment to realize those words came more from my past self. The idea of another man accosting Hannah in this world was as likely as being struck by lightning. I quickly schooled my features, turning back to Madison, whose violent anger had diminished to a low boil.

“I don’t care what you know.” Madison finally said. “Hannah is off-limits!”

“Ah… but I need Hannah?” I said innocently.

My words were so light that Madison couldn’t figure out how to respond. Meanwhile, Hannah finally peeked out from the door, her eyes flashing with a weird light.

“Why… why do you need our sister?” Madison demanded with her arms folded under her chest.

“After my maid was dismissed, I don’t have any other playmates close to my age. Mom didn’t tell you?”

“Mom didn’t tell us what?”

“Last week, I was… raped.”

Madison’s eyes widened, and the traces of anger on her face immediately lessoned as she took a step back, putting her hand to her mouth. Meanwhile, even Hannah took a single step into the room, her hand reaching out towards me as if she wanted to give comfort before pulling away and hiding behind the door again.

“Raped? Th-the maid?”

I merely nodded. “Mother said the maid wanted my seed to have a baby. She… got on top of me… and did… things. When mom caught her, she said since the woman had awakened my manhood, she needed to finish the job. Ever since, mom said if I’m feeling aroused, I need someone to take care of it! She says if I don’t, my seed will be compromised. So, I grew confused, and when I saw Hannah there, I tried to do what mom told me. But then Hannah ran and I didn’t even get to release. It didn’t damage my seed, did it sister?”

As I spoke, my voice grew more petulant and tears started to fall from my eyes. By the time I asked the final question, I was already sobbing. Suddenly, guilt spread over Madison’s face. Men were men, after all. They were delicate creatures, and you had to take care of them. Sperm count was very important, and if Hannah’s circumstances had caused me to loose fertility or become impotent, there would be hell to pay.

My face fell into my hands as I cried, but it was only to cover the smirk on my lips. Even Hannah had stepped into the room, immense guilt on her face. Both girls were simply way too gullible! The men of this world might as well be unicorns for all the knowledge women had on them. I could say my penis will fall off in the next minute unless they bend over and take it, and they probably would! Still, I needed to keep my lies within reason, or they’d inevitably be caught. For example, mom never suggested I seek out my sisters to take care of it. Quite the opposite, she had told me to only touch my sisters with their expressed permission.

“I’m sorry to hear what happened. I know being a man is… difficult.” Madison was starting to get over her shock, the anger reasserting itself. “However, it still absolutely can’t be Hannah!”

“Ah, but all the maids are too old…” I muttered to myself thoughtfully, “Does that mean, the person I should find is Madison?”

Madison’s eyes widened and once again she took a step back in surprise.

“Ah!” The voiced protest actually came from Hannah, who reach out to Madison before pulling back again, however, she didn’t hide behind the door again, remaining near the couch to my right.

Upon hearing Hannah’s protest, Madison looked at the flushed Hannah, then me, then Hannah again, before giving a resolute nod. “Mm… if you need to take care of things, then I’ll do it!”

I nearly fell over when I heard those words. Could the sister who hates me really be a tsundere? I expected her to be the hardest nut to crack, but in a single moment I had gotten her to agree to take care of all my sexual needs? Of course, I also understood that talk was cheap.

“Sister… no. You don’t have to, I will…” Hannah’s voice started with strength before she suddenly blushed and looked down at her feet, one arm rubbing the other anxiously.

“If you’re willing to take care of it, then shouldn’t we get started?” I interject.

“Ah!” This time it was Madison who shouted. “What? Now? B-but… but… it’s not hard.”

Looking at my crotch out of the corner of her eyes, she pointed down deliberately and then straightened her back, as if the evidence she’d given was undeniable. Meanwhile, Hannah rubbed her hands together looking between the pair of us with an anxious look.

“True… not completely… but I need to know you can do it. If I come to you and you’re not willing, won’t that cause even more damage then? Thus, we need to practice now so there are no mistakes.” I explained calmly.

“You…” Madison shivered slightly, her hands tightening against her sides, but after a moment she gave a deliberate nod. “Hannah, please leave for now.”

The seriousness on her face quickly caused me to grow excited, however, my arousal was quickly dampered when Hannah stepped forward. “N-no… Madison. It’s not right. I… I must…”

Hannah looked down before revealing what she must do, unable to channel more strength.

Madison gave her a sympathetic look, walking over to Hannah and giving her a hug. “I know, Hannah, it’s fine. You don’t have to force yourself. I’ll never let anyone you don’t want touch you again.”

“Okay, what happened to Hannah? I want to know!” I demanded.

Madison shot me a hateful look, but when Hannah touched Madison’s shoulder and gave her a confirming nod, Madison could only sigh.

“Mom must have hidden it from you, but a few years ago Hannah was… she was also… molested…”

I immediately stood up, fury painted on my face. Who the hell touched my sister? I would kill them. Madison seemed put off by the belated rage, while Hannah merely cowered behind Madison. After taking a deep breath and nodding for Madison to go on, she continued.

“It was one of those lipstick lesbians. Those manhaters who run around wearing fake male parts and taking joy in molesting women. It was at a movie theater. I was supposed to go with Hannah but didn’t feel good so I stayed behind. Hannah really wanted to watch the movie so she went alone. Then… one of those creeps sat next to Hannah and started feeling her up. It was my fault, because I wasn’t there my little sister was molested. Those lipstick bitches… I hate them!”

Hannah touched Madison’s shoulder as if to say it wasn’t her fault, while Madison’s own shaking got even worse.

“Did… did this… erm… lipstick lesbian… stick that errr… fake male organ, in Hannah?” I asked, trying to grasp the level of the violation.

Madison turned her head. “No… but that was only because someone at school noticed her in the theater. A group of classmates saw her… and they also saw the lipstick bitch. Hannah managed to use the interruption to escape, but ever since, rumors at school call her a lipstick lesbian and she doesn’t have any friends.”

I winced at the words. They perhaps weren’t as bad as I had feared, but also not great either. These girls were young, and the cruelty of other children knew no bound. My little sister had been suffering, and I hadn’t even been aware of it. More than that, I seemed to exasperate the situation with my own presence. This must have just happened two years ago, which is why mom was so angry when I called Madison a lipstick lesbian back then. At the time, this crisis must have been fresh. Now, I had touched Hannah in ways that must have reminded her of back then, further upsetting her.

“I’m sorry…” I responded simply. “I didn’t know.”

Madison only sniffed. “Yeah, well now you do. Hannah, please go. I must take care of our brother properly.”

“No…” I said before Hannah could make another protest, causing both girls to look at me in surprise.

“No?” Madison asked suspiciously.

“I take it back, I don’t need Madison to take care of me.” I declared.

Madison gave a sharp look before letting out a breath and nodding. “Good, I’m glad brother is seeing reas-“

“Because, Hannah will definitely be mine!” I declared, pointing at Hannah.

‘Eh? Eh!” Hannah grew flustered as she stared at the finger pointing at her.

“Bastard! You have no shame!” Madison stepped between the two of us, her face flushed red with anger.

“What is shame? You’re the one trying to keep Hannah from properly fulfilling her sisterly duties!”

“Can’t you see that this stuff bothers Hannah? How can you be so insensitive?” Madison barked back.

“Yeah, bad stuff happened to Hannah, with a strange woman! I’m not a stranger nor a woman! Do you think that Hannah should just go her whole life afraid of touch? Should she never have a baby either?”

“That is something completely different! She already has problems at school, you want her to be known for sleeping with her brother?”

“At least no one would think she’s a lesbian.”

“Stop! Both of you!” The words weren’t loud, but Hannah seemed to force them out of her with all the wind she had, causing her face to turn flushed as she gasped for breath.

The pair of us both turned over to Hannah in surprise. During the argument, the distance between us had closed, and while we were yelling, we were nearly in each other’s faces. I didn’t realize how close I as to Madison until Hannah had broken up our little argument.

“Hannah…” Madison looked over guiltily, knowing that she was overstepping herself. “Please, you need to tell brother off once and for all. Only-“

Hannah raised her hand, silencing Madison before she looked at the both of us, her brow furrowed in frustration. “Brother… is different than that women.”


“I told you-“

“But!” Hannah’s voice wasn’t suited for being loud, and came off closer to hoarse. “But… brother must be patient with me. If he does, then Hannah will definitely take care of brother when he needs it!”

Madison’s expression fell, and she looked slightly pouty after Hannah’s determined resolution. As to what Hannah was thinking, I was not sure. Despite the sensitive situation, I had both sisters fighting over the right to satisfy me. As a brother, this naturally made me feel good. On top of that, my mother already agreed to satisfy my needs, so this was just extra gravy. Fortunately, the strained relationship between my mom and sisters would keep them from sharing details with each other. Was I being a little selfish? Possibly. But even if it blows up in my face, who’d ever blame a twelve-year-old for manipulating a bunch of older women?

Madison was angrier than I thought, because a second later she turned and stormed out of the room.

“Madison!” Hannah took a half step in Madison’s direction, but Madison had already left.

Hannah lowered her head, her hands hugging herself while she wore an expression that was hard for me to read. I wasn’t so vein as to think Madison was fighting for the right to sleep with me, but there was more to the story than I understood. Clearly, Madison saw herself as some kind of protector, and Hannah’s assertion of independence had offended her. I could only give a shrug. Trying to figure out what women were thinking was hard enough in a world full of men. In this world, it was helpless even trying it.

“Hey… Hannah…” I said, looking at the girl left behind by her guardian sister.

“Ah!” Hannah gave a little shout turning to me and realizing we were once again alone together. “B-b-brother, what do you need? Ah! That… right… I did say…”

I turned my back on Hannah. “I was only testing Madison. Like I said, I’m not really horny right now.”

That was a bit of a lie. Frankly, how close Madison got to starting to pleasure me had instantly aroused my interest. However, now that I knew Hannah’s issues, I also didn’t want to rush Hannah anymore. I had mother to take care of my other needs, so naturally, I could now afford to take my time with Hannah. In fact, I might stop by mom’s room tonight and release some more tension. She had already agreed to be my tension relief once, so it shouldn’t be difficult to push my mother down again. Perhaps, I’d take my time and enjoy her with a little more foreplay. I hadn’t eaten pussy since my wife in college. After we married, she wasn’t into it because she said it made her self-conscious.

While I was thinking about my next conquest, Hannah was trying to read the expressions on my face from the side. She had a worried look on her face, clearly deeply concerned about what I was going to do. I quickly schooled my face to hide any expression from her. I took a step towards Hannah. She jerked back, but after a second, returned, her eyes lowering as I came close to her. Her breath tightened and she started to unconsciously shiver. Even now, my dear 14-year-old sister was afraid of me.

I lifted my hand and patted her on the head. At first, Hannah jerked, but after a moment, her expression started to calm down. Finally, her eyes closed, and she even seemed to like my patting. I finally removed my hand and walked past her.

“Eh?” Hannah gave a surprised noise as she turned to follow me, now confused that I was leaving.

“What is it?” I asked, turning back and giving a gentle smile.

“Ah, it’s just… about… that…” Hannah pressed her fingers together, finding herself unable to find the right words.

“Hannah, do you love me?” I asked.

Hannah’s eyes widened as I spoke, but immediately she nodded. “Y-yes… of course… you’re my little brother… so naturally… I l-l-love…”

Her voice drifted off before she could finish that, her entire face blushing as she looked down shyly.

“What was that?” I demanded.

“I… I… I… love… little brother…” Hannah blushed even more, but she barely managed to get the words out hoarsely.

I leaned forward and kissed the blushing girl on the forehead quickly before she could react. “Then, don’t worry about it. We’ll be together forever.”

“F-forever?” Hannah seemed to be pondering the word like she didn’t understand what it meant.

“Plus,” I added as I walked away from her. “We’ll have plenty of time to try every position in that book.”

“Ah!” Hannah let out a cry, but I already turned the corner, not seeing as she grew flustered once again and blushed from embarrassment. I just couldn’t stop myself from teasing her.

After a nice dinner of steak and potatoes, nothing was too good for me as my mother always said, I went off to my bedroom to read. However, the history book I picked up was exceptionally dull. As a result, I quickly found myself drifting off to sleep. Sometime later, I heard a knock on my door. However, I was too tired to get it, so I decided to ignore it. That’s when I heard the door creek open.

I still wasn’t completely awake yet, the noises seeming to come distant. It wasn’t until I heard rustling and felt someone pushing down on the foot of my bed that my eyes finally flickered open. The dream I was having was a repetition of the previous night with mom, so of course my cock was sporting a nice erection, poking up in the sheets. However, when I opened my eyes, what I saw was not expected.


Madison was kneeling on the foot of my bed, looking like she was in the process of crawling up to me. What was more shocking was that she was wearing a dress. It was a very simple spaghetti strap white dress. It was very clear in this particular lighting that two little nubs were poking through her dress, indicating she wasn’t wearing a bra at all! Seeing me awake, Madison immediately crossed her arms , hiding her chest and looking away.

“Hmph! Don’t get the wrong idea. I won’t let you have Hannah. No matter what either of you think, I won’t let it happen. If I take care of it myself before you can run to Hannah, then you won’t be able to do anything about it!”

I considered I’d be stopping at mom’s room before the end of the night. But with the flushed Madison standing there in a cute summer dress. It looked like I didn’t have to.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 219

Since I know a certain subset of my readers are apparently manbabies whose small erections shrivel at the sheer suggestion of conflict, let alone NTR, I’ll ease your distraught little minds. I’m getting sick and tired of hearing “NTR?” bs. It’s not in the tags. I’m 200+ chapters fucking in of a blatant wish-fulfillment story, and I’m not some Japanese pervert who enjoys NTR myself. Why do you guys seem to constantly think this novel is going to turn into something it is not? This won’t have NTR in it. Are we good?

Probably not, because I also need to inform you that upcoming parts of this novel are going to have some NTR fakeout scenes. At no point will any of your current harem cheat on you or be taken from you, which you will be reminded of continuously in the plot. But since I know you don’t so much read the story as imagine it and then complain when what I actually wrote doesn’t meet your fantastical expectations, and some of you have the insecurity of a pornstar with diarrhea who has to work a dp scene on a heavy-flow day, I’ll have to remind you of this fact regularly before you go off and cry in your penis-shaped pillow.

Once again, I’m only talking about some of you… you know who you are. Maybe you should just take a break for the next twenty chapters until all the “bad scenes” go away, and spare me the twenty comments saying:

“NTR… OMG… I’m gonna so quit reading if it keeps going in this direction. I’m so disappointed in you. As someone who never comments nor supports your writing in any way, I expected better.”

Just spare me…

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“Aaaaaarrrrriiieeeeel!” Megara skips over, looking the other girl up and down mischievously while Ariel is busy making a shrine with your picture, a wadded up klenex with your dried spooge in it, and a cut out piece of sheet with the blood from when she lost her virginity.

Wait! What is Ariel doing!? You decide to ignore that for your mental health, pretending you see nothing.

“Eh? Ah! Megara! Do you need something? Do you like my display? It will help tide me over until hero returns!”

Megara looks ill for a second when she sees the Yandere grade behavior but quickly shakes it off. “Actually, I came to talk to you about something veeeery important!”

“Hm? Is about hero?” Clearly the only thing that would be important to Ariel would involve you.

Megara nods excitedly. “Thaaaat’s right! I was just thinking about it, and I think Ariel should marry my childhood friend? Wouldn’t that be great?”

“Not interested!” Ariel responds happily, turning back to her shrine.

“Instantly rejected!” Megara reals back.

Even you’re a little put off by Ariel’s cruel rejection. You have never thought of marrying your harem girls, but if the little piece of paper makes them feel good, why not? You make the rules, so you can marry any or every one of them. If you are going to marry any first, it probably would be Ariel anyway. So, her sudden rejection makes you feel slightly hurt.

“Wh-why not?” Megara finally recovers from the unexpected twist.

“Ah? Isn’t that a given?” Ariel is acting like this should be the simplest thing in the world. “Mom says it’s known that once you get married the sex life decreases? Since I want to continue to have lots of sex with hero, marriage is out of the question!”

Both you and Megara nearly spit blood at the Ariel’s answer. However, a grin forms on your face after, suddenly giving Ariel an extra thumbs up. Perhaps you’ll have to make a visit to the mansion before this trip is over and give Ariel some of that sex she’s craving. At the very least, it’ll stop her from working more on her questionable arts and crafts activities.

“Eh… bu… but…” Megara is lost on how to respond, whatever plan she is trying to concoct clearly broken by Ariel’s infallible logic.

Ariel lifts her finger to her lips thoughtfully. “Although… if anyone should marry hero, shouldn’t it be Megara?”

“!!” The statement clearly surprises both you and Megara, although it is Megara who starts blushing and looking sheepish. “Ah… well… we are childhood friends and he did promise to marry me when we were young. I suppose, it’s only suiting that I be his wife!”

Ariel nods excitedly. “Yes! Then, I’ll be hero’s mistress! We can have lots and lots of sex behind your back, while you maintain a cold dignity while ignoring hero’s various transgressions from a distance as per your wifely duties!”

“You’ve already decided to be my homewrecker!” Megara shouts.

“Pfft!” You couldn’t help but giggle as Megara’s face starts to turn ill.

“What’s so funny?” Reginald asks.

You pull back on the image, returning to the present location. The Ariel you know and love is still safely in the mansion, being just as Ariel as she has ever been. Since that is the case, who the hell is this woman? Your magic cannot distinguish her from your Ariel. Had your Ariel not had a collar on her neck, you might have even been confused about which was which.

That wasn’t entirely true, there is one distinct difference between the two Ariels. Her body is different. This Ariel doesn’t have the physical alterations of your Ariel. You have grown your Ariel to have bigger boobs and bigger hips. This Ariel looks closer to the Ariel you met when you first came to this world. Her boobs are size D, although in the last few months they might have reached E , and her hips are smaller and less curvy. She is still a very beautiful woman who captivates every eye here, but she doesn’t have the ass and tits that would drive a man crazy.

That’s not to say she wouldn’t grow those things in a year or two. Her mother certainly has that body. For Ariel, who had only really accelerated her growth, combining her own youth with the maturity of her mother. Likewise, you hadn’t changed her mother, instead only slightly restoring her youthfullness. The twenty year gap in age between the two women only looked like a five year gap now.

You had done the same thing for the married woman you’d enjoyed. It wasn’t enough to be too noticeable, but you had lifted their boobs, took care of a few wrinkles and stretch marks, and otherwise dropped about five years off of every woman you fucked. They wouldn’t realize it instantly though, and would never figure out it was a result of your own magic.

Of course, you underestimate the tenacity of a married woman to be concerned with her own aging appearance. At that very moment, rumors are already spreading that not only did you have a whale penis that could bring any woman to extreme sexual heights, but your penis also has anti-aging properties, making the women who fuck you more youthful and invigorated.

However, while this is spreading around in the background, you’re now concerned about the strange woman masquerading as Ariel. It has to be that, doesn’t it? The alternative would be too terrifying. The alternative is that Ariel isn’t the true princess. Maybe instead of transporting her you accidentally cloned her? In the beginning there, before you got a grip on your powers, much of what you thought just turned into a reality. A single thought that you wish Ariel could reconcile with her father and you could have ended up creating a duplicate Ariel by accident.

Of course, since you’ve regained your powers, you’ve checked closely on your harem and made sure there are no unexpected uses of your magic, like influencing their personalities or turning their minds in ways close to mind-control. As far as you know, the Ariel that you know and love became the sex-crazed maniac she is based on her interactions with you, and not a result of some loose wish that you wanted her to be sex-crazed. The same could be said about Aurora, Mulan, Merida, and even Grimhilde.

As to Grimhilde, you had actually removed her addiction to cum around the same time Maleficant joined the group. Her addiction now is purely mental. After having swallowed so much cum, she’s grown accustomed to the taste and even came to cherish it. However, part of the reason you feel comfortable leaving her without your seed for so long is exactly because the addiction is only in her head. That, and she actually did do what she told you she’d do, and had partitioned off vials of your cum, which she kept in a hidden drawer. Twice a day, she would come into her room, lie on the bed, and drink down a vial of cold spooge, wearing a relaxed calming face as she worked the pleasant taste around her tongue and swallowed, her expression like someone getting a cigarette after a hard day. If she knew at this point that the calming effect was all a placebo she had built up in her own head, she’d likely go ballistic.

Of course, you are thinking about Grimhilde rather than Ariel because you don’t know what to make of the girl. As the preliminaries came to an end and you start heading back to the mansion, you realize you’ll need to discuss this development carefully with your girls. Tiana, who is Ariel’s closest friend among the haremettes, would be a good candidate to send over to Ariel to check on her. Reginald is hosting this king and by extension Ariel, so you have every intention of getting to the bottom of this!

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 218

For those of you who missed my announcement…

By the end of this month, I will be releasing the pdf/epub for Volume 1 of PoC! The PDF/ePub is free for all Patreon supporters. However, if you’re “against” Patreon, you can pay $5 to download this file digitally. I’ll be opening up a storefront to sell my novel shortly, but I haven’t settled on where yet.

I know what you’re thinking. So, what? I copy and pasted my own free webnovel and now I have the audacity to charge you guys for it! I hope by now you guys know me better than that. Volume 1 is going to be much more than a simple pdf compilation. Here’s what you’ll get with Volume 1.

*A properly formatted novel of the first fifty chapters resembling many published works.

*The text optimized for tablet/phone reading.

*Full colored Ero Images in proper position in text.

*Two 1500+ word bonus chapters that will never be released on the machineslicedbread (yes, they contain erotic scenes and are canon, unlike the specials).

*The first ten chapters fixed into the present tense used in later chapters.

*Extra editing to repair grammar and spelling mistakes not caught before release.

*Additional corrections and additions to improve continuity and story flow.

*An Image Gallery which includes all released Ero and Portrait Images to date in higher resolution.

*Never-before-seen blooper images and concept art!

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“Now, please stand for Gaston, King of the Great Empire, and host to these festivities!” as the man speaks, an older, more regal looking man comes out on stage.

This leads to much clapping and excited yelps from his allies, and weaker clapping and disdainful looks from his enemies. The man himself seems to ignore it all, clearly lifting his head up like only a king of the realm could.

“Good Afternoon, everyone, Good Afternoon. Thank you all for coming to our wonderful and prosperous city. I hope you all have found things of interest to you.”

“Blah, blah, blah… you damned blowhard.” Reginald mutters under his breath low enough only you could hear, while wearing an unpleasant look he tries to hide.

“You take issue with the king?” You ask airily.

“AH!” Reginald makes a surprised expression, suddenly fearful that you overheard. “Of course, I am a loyal King’s man.

You snort. “I come from another land, I hardly hold any desire to get into the politics of the human realm. Plus, you’ve roomed my team, so I’m not exactly in a position to rat you out.”

Reginald let out a breath, blowing out steam. “That’s true… I don’t mean to speak ill of the King… or should I call him dear brother.”


“Yes, I was once a prince and younger brother to the king. I should have been a respected prince. However, my elder brother fancied the woman our father had set me to marry. On the day of the King’s death, he stole my bride and kicked me out of the castle. He told me it was a mercy he didn’t kill me.

“He gave me my bride, Selena, from the third sister of a foreign nation in some profitable political deal. He gave me the mansion I live in, close by so he can have his guards keep watch on me. Everything I have is a “gift” of the King. What should have rightfully been mine from birth is an award I’m given for doing the King’s biddings. Ever since, he’s used me as his ponce to do his dirty work… eh… no offense.” He gave you apologetic look, showing that babysitting lower nobles is an example of dirty work.

“My rank was lowered, my last name changed. I was disavowed by the royal family, the Great Empire’s dirty little secret. Even Selena, I suspect she may be a spy of his majesties. That is why I’ve never given her a child, nor wish to remain monogamous. She is beautiful, which is a small condolence, but how can I love a woman I can’t trust. At best, I can trade her to enjoy myself when needed. That is why I engage in such… activities. It is a small pleasure I’ve taken from my life, which was stolen by his majesty.”

“Sorry to hear…” You respond disinterestedly. You were just asking to be polite, you don’t need his entire backstory.

It’s exactly this kind of crap why you don’t want to be a king in the first place. All of that stuff sounds exhausting. Isn’t it much better to just chill out with your hot harem and fuck all day? That’s way more enjoyable than this so-called leadership. Why do more? To be loved by the people? The people love you and you don’t really do much. Their love is fickle and entirely dependent on their own happiness. They don’t care about intent. They don’t care about the work you put in, nor the money, the effort, or the time. All they care about is that they get exactly what they want with out putting an ounce of their own efforts in! They’re as bad as Machine Sliced Bread readers!

While you are thinking such things, the king has continued to drone on about how great the Great Kingdom is, “But of course, you all didn’t come here to talk of such things. Rather, you’re here to compete, and through competition, show the value of your nation. This year, other than the support of this Great Nation, I offer another prize. I’ll let the man himself introduce the prize of the decade.”

There is some light muttering as the crowd wonders what prize would be called the prize of the decade. Another man comes up on stage, and your eyebrows raise as you recognize this man. He is the king of the border country that summoned you. He is Ariel’s father and Aurora’s ex-husband. This is that arrogant bastard who wouldn’t give his own life for his daughter, and expected you to protect his country just because he summoned you. The last few months had not been kind on him. He looks like he lost a lot of weight, and his beard and hair have become completely grey.

“Good Afternoon,” The king aged king spoke up, his voice clearly having less strength than the previous Great King. “I have prepared a prize for the winner of this competition. My wife, Aurora, god bless her, was a beautiful woman. Her death was sudden and tragic…”

While there is a moment of silence as a few give him sympathetic looks while others are just impatient that he gets to the point. You roll your eyes, now realizing what story the king concocted to cope with his wife. You had cast magic that made him forget you stole her and think her lost, but you never tracked to see how the magic culminated. It probably would have been better if he never remembered he had a wife in the first place, but for that spell to work, you’d need to cast it on everyone in the kingdom. At the time, that was more mana than you could use, especially for the kneejerk reaction you made at the time.

“I… have grown tired… of ruling. My country… I do not believe it can survive as an independent nation any longer. Without a queen, I am unable to produce an heir, and I’m getting too old to find another. And then there is my daughter, Ariel…” The king continues, causing you to perk your ears instantly. “My daughter, Princess Ariel, has surpassed the age where she ought to settle down. Therefore, the man who wins this competition, you will also win the right to marry my beautiful daughter, become prince of my nation, and upon my death, annex all the territories therein!”

“The fuck…” You mutter under your presence in confusion, but a second later you mind goes blank.

A beautiful woman walks up on the stage, giving a very elegant curtsy. Her beauty clearly affects the audience, as they immediately start cheering and shouting, many men declaring that they will win this competition so that they can have her. She smiles gently, looking across the entire crowd. Her eyes lock on yours for just a second, but then they continue on through the rest of the crowd with barely a reaction.

That woman, you are all too familiar with. She is indeed Ariel. Down to every nook and cranny, this woman is undoubtedly your first and most loyal harem girl! What the hell is she doing here?

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P.S. This is the last Ero image for Volume 1. Images for Volume 2 will start being ordered next month. The release of Volume 2 depends on the speed I can get images released as well as the success of Volume 1. This comes from Chapter 44.

In Color

Tales of an Enchantress – Chapter 36

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The soldiers seemed less friendly with me after I had pulled out my seduction, but their Lord General had already spoken, and so I had a semblance of protection. They still heatedly gazed at me in a mixture of lust and anger, but no one treated me too roughly. Despite my collar, my hands were tied and I was forced into a spot to kneel. I ended up kneeling in that spot for several hours while the village I once called home was raided and sacked. Given my stats, this was well within the realm of tolerable for me, so simply waited like an obedient slave, even as I grew bored. When all of the tents were burned with the bodies, and the last thing of value was stored on a wagon, the army turned to leave.

I was dragged over to the Lord Typhon’s horse and gave a surprised noise as two men hoisted me up onto the back of his steed before being tied to it. I remained as immobile as possible, afraid that if I accidentally kicked the horse, I’d be accused of trying to escape. Even though I was Lord Typhon’s property, a few men looked like they were waiting for the opportunity to punish me.  Typhon came shortly later, still giving out orders up until he stepped on the stirrup and swung his leg over, jumping up on the horse in front of me.

“Let’s march!” Typhon declared, kicking his horse into motion.

There wasn’t a single reply, but the growing sound of movement behind me said that everyone heard and followed orders. For the first time, I could truly feel the strength of being in charge. Even the kings and princes I met never exuded this kind of authority. This was the power of a Lord General? I wasn’t the kind of woman who found myself abnormally attracted to power or wealth, but even I could ride a little easier knowing I was under the protection of this powerful man.

“Do you know why your charm failed to subdue me, where it caught so many of my men?” The man suddenly asked without turning his head back.

I let out a blush, suddenly being forced a remember my misdeed moments after sitting in front of the man I had wronged. “I… no… I don’t…”

“It’s because of this.” Still not looking back, the man had grabbed a necklace around his back and picked it up, showing it to me. “This and items like it are common among leaders and nobility. It’s a magical item that reduces the effects of high charm and blocks seductive spells. If I had it my way, every soldier in my army would wear a piece like this, but regrettably, it’d be too expensive. At the very least, there are very few people outside of the Cambion populations that know charm magic and not many women with your natural level of charm.”

“Ah…” I responded simply, unsure why he was telling me this.

“If putting all your points into charm was sufficient to seduce a Lord General or a King,” Typhon continued. “Then the world would be ruled by whoever has the most charm. Fortunately, this world is a balanced one, and you’ll find charm rather useless. Many consider it the most useless stat, especially for a woman. If you were a man, perhaps with enough charm you could find a wife above your station, but for women, charm will only make them a target of male lust and greed.”

“Is that to say… you feel nothing when you look at me?” I asked, my voice unable to pull back a bit of sulkiness.

Typhon barked a laugh. “Nothing? Of course not. Had I felt nothing, you’d be dead right now. The spell doesn’t counter charm, it simply allows leaders to make decisions in spite of charm. I’m still very aware of your beauty and much enchanted by your charm, but it won’t affect my decisions. In short, I won’t be making decisions based on my dick. Had I not been wearing this pendant right now, perhaps I’d be mounting you instead of my horse.”

Knowing that the man was truly attracted to me made me feel a little more reassured. So, it wasn’t like he was a dead fish, he just had restricted his decision-making process with some kind of enchanted item. It wasn’t one I had heard of before. Did all nobles possess these kinds of things? During my time with human nobility, my seduction was always worn on the surface, my charm still too low to be noticeable by any man. I didn’t think this item negated frenzy and pheromones though, otherwise, it wouldn’t have worked during a certain sex party long ago.

I reached out, my fingers gently touching the outside of his thigh, knowing that keeping in Typhon’s good grace was the only way I could maintain a future of safety. “I could… be your mount… if you want.”

My words came out sultry and shy, like a maiden throwing herself at a man she had fallen for. Typhon only laughed again, grabbing my hand a pulling it off his thigh.

“I intend to… tonight, once we stop. I am very interested in the skills of a woman like you. To be so seductive, you must have had some kind of training. Were you an assassin? A spy? You don’t need to tell me, I don’t expect you to speak the truth. The only thing I trust is your slave collar. I don’t know how you were caught, but I would have paid top gold for a woman like you. Your chance to get in my good graces will come tonight, so look forward to it!”

The man spoke so blatantly without a single restaint, his voice holding no suspicion or fear that I could use the information he volunteered to my advantage. I was a little shocked at how forward he was being. On top of that, he spoke in a regular volume that could be heard by all the soldiers nearby. A few even snickered, and I put on a blush of shame I was likely supposed to feel by being so openly exploited. Still, this man in front of me wasn’t simple.

“Why… would you tell me all these things?” I asked cautiously.

Typhon merely shrugged. “Because I can? I am a man who is confident in what he has. I believe that every person in this world has a lot in life. It’s a role that they must fulfill. Your role will be decided by me, so it’s easier to openly explain the situation you are in, rather than to hide it. It will help you in properly filling out your role to my desires.”

“And what role do you see for me?” I asked sheepishly.

“The cambions were merely an aside. I took care of it because I was nearby. My men and I are actually heading to the border to discuss things with the human realm. I suppose we’ll call them peace talks… unless they fail, in which case it will be war.” When I gave a worried look he shrugged. “You don’t need to worry about such things. You only need to worry about servicing me properly. You need not be concerned you won’t know what to do, I will have my other servants train you. Perform all of the necessary duties properly in the bed and throughout the day, and I’ll gift you to my son for his twentieth birthday. He broke his last slave, and he’s been creating a stir at the local whore houses. Perhaps a woman as audacious as you can succeed in reigning him in.”

Broke? My immediate thought was a young, hard pumping stud with a giant penis. Part of me couldn’t help but be intrigued by the prospect of enjoying his company. The he could even rile up whores meant that he must be quite vivacious. Perhaps his sex drive matched my own?

‘What if I fail?” I asked, knowing that’s always the question that must be asked in that circumstance.

“You’ll go to my men, and they’ll use you until none of them want to anymore.” He responded simply, while watching me out of the corner of his eye.

My heart skipped a beat, but for some reason, the alternative solution didn’t seem bad either. Given my abilities, sex wasn’t something I was afraid of. I would never be in jeopardy of being raped to death. Rather, having sex with an entire army of men would likely bring me to level sixty. Every level would cause me to recover, and be another chance for me to escape. With a special skill that allows me to remove my slave collar and I could run away. So, in reality, either option was good for me.

Even though several of the men were giving me leering looks to try to help the General scare me into submission with his threat, the General who was closest to me could tell my mood the best. My heartbeat was unchanged, my expression unperturbed. He seemed to be holding his breath, expecting me to hold him tighter over fear he’d hand me over to the army, but that extra fear just didn’t come, and by time I realized I should have reacted, it only would have seemed faked.

After a few silent moments, he shook his head and muttered. “She really isn’t simple.”

I could only ignore his words and look inward, trying to sort out my own thoughts. I still felt some resentment and hatred for the demons ruining my life, but truth be known, living in a tent wasn’t all that fulfilling. I was making the best of it, but since all my plans were disrupted, I starting thinking about making new plans. The life of a slave under General Typhon didn’t seem all that bad. He seemed like a generous and open person. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, but he didn’t seem the type to beat or make unreasonable demands.

Either way, it was already decided. My new life would be by his side and with his family. Of course, my revelations about control had never disappeared. Even though the General could resist my charm, that didn’t mean I didn’t plan to gain control of my life. I would be a slave and a servant, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t get into his good graces, and with time, perhaps even influence his thoughts and desires.

As a seductress, I gave up control. As an enchantress, I sought to control. However, control could be obtained in many ways. There were often idioms about women being truly in charge of their men. With the Lord General as my target, a man already powerful in this country, perhaps I could finally obtain the future I wanted. As a slave, I didn’t have to lie or hide from him. I could match his forwardness with my own. A small part of me grew hopeful. I could make this work.

I leaned on Lord Typhon’s back, letting my breasts push against him in a noticeable way. However, I hid the gentle smile starting to form on my lips. The hateful Gods slammed a door shut in my face, but there was always another door nearby. I’d never stop until I reached the ending I wanted. At this point, it was the only thing I had left.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 217

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“And now, the preliminary match between the country of Ryuk’s Shaft the Destroyer versus Riun’s Rapunzel.”

The crowd cheers as an impressively large man with rippling muscles comes out on stage. Those cheers and shouts grow awkward as a cute little demihuman girl scampers up. It is truly a match of Goliath against a mouse. People can’t even laugh at how ridiculous the sight looks. They are worried that the adorable little slave will be injured. She is far too beautiful to be used in this way, it is a travesty.

You end up receiving many hateful stares from others in the audience, angry that you would waste your slave women in such a way. Rapunzel’s collar did make her look like a slave, especially when compared to the pretty chokers you have given some of the other women. Thus, everyone assumes she is there to die, as a throw away point, perhaps for some long term strategy you planned out or some backdoor deal you made.

“Are we ready to do this?” Rapunzel asks politely once the announcer finishes.

“Ah, after the bell, dear.” Even the announcer is affected by this cute little demi-human.

“Hey, sweetie!” The voice came from Shaft, who is eying Rapunzel lewdly. “Don’t think just because you’re a pretty face, I’ll go easy! You’re about to get the shaft, and it’ll destroy you!”

“Eh!” Rapunzel becomes flustered and gives a cute squeak, her act is so flawless even you worry she’s an innocent lamb being sent to slaughter. “Ah… th-th-is is my first time. Please be gentle.”

Rapunzel gives a polite bow, suddenly causing the entire audience to boo and throw things at Shaft, who is too flustered to even respond. Her words are spoken like a true virgin. No, perhaps because she truly is a virgin, it gives those suggestive words more power. You find your brow twitching as you start to regret not deflowering this little vixen when you had the chance.

“Ah-ah… ah! Let’s begin!” Even the referee is too flustered by her cuteness, only now waving for the bell to ding before the crowd becomes even more violent over their love of Rapunzel.


“So, are you truly confidant this Rapunzel can win?” Reginald asks nervously.

I turn to him. “Actually, Rapunzel says that she’s very-“


“M-m-match over!”

“Eh?” The pair of you turn back to the ring.

Shaft is in an unconscious pile on the floor in the middle of the ring, while Rapunzel is using him as a seat, while casually doing her nails as if nothing in the world is wrong. There is a stretch of silence, and then everyone burst into cheers.

“I-it seems I caused you to miss the match.” Reginald says wryly. “My apologies.”

“Hey you.” you tap someone in front of you. “What happened?”

The person looks back and shrugs. “I watched the whole thing and I’m not even sure what happened. The bell went ding, there was a blur, and then this scene. Sorry…”

You frown, sighing that you missed whatever it was that happened. It appeared to be too fast for this guy’s eyes, but your eyes probably would have catched it. At the very least, Rapunzel is powerful for this world. Well, you could just look at the stats between the two of them to know who would win, but status is a made up system you created with magic, and no one else in this world knew of such things. Still, if you just compared numbers, Rapunzel beat this guy by about 10 to 1. That’s why you didn’t have any concern earlier sending her out.

You politely watch a couple of other matches. This is just the preliminary, so if you aren’t betting, there isn’t much excitement. It seems like the big countries have fighters on a completely different tier than the shitty countries. This discrepancy isn’t abnormal for the prelims. Many fights are decided in a single exchange. Therefore, although Rapunzel’s match is surprising, especially since it is against what would be considered a mid-tier fighter, it isn’t worth too much talk and quickly is forgotten against the myriad of matches.

Each of the girls are forced to go once, but at least Merida, Snow White, and Kida have fighter physiques that don’t acquire as much resentment. They aren’t the only women that fought today, but they are the most beautiful. Merida’s fight, as someone who gives respect to their opponent, lasts a little longer before she defeats him, working to not embarrass him too much. Kida’s attacks are just as brutal as those she uses to weed our Rookies. That is to say she beserks on the poor guy until he flees from the ring in terror. This elicits a lot of laughs from the nobles, and the small country who houses the guy can only look on in embarrassment. Snow White’s match is also ended quickly, with her kicking the guy by the ass out of the match before shouting.

“Who will provide me a challenge?”

This resulted in ‘boos’ from the audience, whom she then flips off with both fingers raised. Kida has to come up and force the Goblin Queen off the stage. We had the point for her win deducted for unsportsman-like conduct. It takes all four girls to keep Snow White from going up and attacking the referee who made that call, which would have likely expelled us from the match.

“Your fighters sure are interesting…” Reginald says with a polite smile, just making small talk.

He has become infinitely friendlier, even treating you as an equal, since you had swapped women. He clearly enjoyed the sex doll immensely, and his wife likely filled his head with flattery. That’s to say, she told him her time with me was good, but not as good as Reginal. You understand that need at least. No one would return to her husband talking about how big a dick the man she last enjoyed had.

“The preliminary match is coming to an end. For those of you who have score 3 or more points, we will meet again in one week!” An announcer came out and spoke.

“One week!” Your eyes pop out of your heads. “These tournaments last one week?”

Reginald looks over and shrugs. “No, they last a month, my friend. It’s not easy for people to make there way here, naturally, we want to stretch out the experience. Plus, it’s not fair to have the gladiators compete without any chance to rest. They’ll quickly grow tired. There are four rounds, each taking a week.”

You collapse with a sigh. You’re going to be stuck in the capitol city for a month. You’ve already been gone a week. You steel yourself mentally. If you thought these married sluts are thirsty, how ravenous is your harem going to be after a month! You’re not even sure you can handle that much! Your bitches will eat you alive!

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Power of Creation Volume 1 Announcement

Hey Fans!

I debated whether this was worth a pre-release announcement or not, but I finally decided it couldn’t hurt to let you guys know now. By the end of this month, I will be releasing the pdf/epub for Volume 1 of PoC! The PDF/ePub is free for all Patreon supporters. However, if you’re “against” patreon, you can pay $5 to download this file digitally. I’ll be opening up a storefront to sell my novel shortly, but I haven’t settled on where yet.

I know what you’re thinking. So, what? I copy and pasted my own free webnovel and now I have the audacity to charge you guys for it! I hope by now you guys know me better than that. Volume 1 is going to be much more than a simple pdf compilation. Here’s what you’ll get with Volume 1.

*A properly formatted novel of the first fifty chapters resembling many published works.

*The text optimized for tablet/phone reading.

*Full colored Ero Images in proper position in text.

*Two 1500+ word bonus chapters that will never be released on the main site.


*The first ten chapters fixed into the present tense used in later chapters.

*Extra editing to repair grammar and spelling mistakes not caught before release.

*Additional corrections and additions to improve continuity and story flow.

*An Image Gallery which includes all released Ero and Portrait Images to date in higher resolution as well as never-before-seen bloopers and concept art!


Look forward to the official release on 8/31/2018.