Another morning, another dream ended by the sensation of wet lips gliding down his cock.
It was a pair of lower lips this time. Labia parted, as did the twitching folds behind. All embraced him with the snug wetness of a decently aroused woman. He would have said extremely aroused two weeks ago, but his standards of wetness for females had broken the reasonable limits recently. Superhuman stamina and strength did that to a man who could cum endlessly.
'Not tight enough to be any of my short women,' Alex thought, playing a little game against himself. The rules were the same as every other day: if he identified correctly who was servicing his morning wood, he won. 'More of a toned tightness… and she's somewhat heavy.'
The forthcoming sex slave had begun to bounce on his cock, and she was not shy in doing so. Like all of his tomboys, this one had a very nice ass, round and jiggly whenever she dropped down. Notably, it was not outstandingly large, which further diminished the choices on his list.
'Among the more muscular and taller women in my harem, likes to be heard, goes directly to cowgirl first thing in the morning…' By this point, Alex had it narrowed down to four candidates. 'One of my Latinas…just realized that it is an odd coincidence that all of my Latinas are above 180. Then again, my harem is selected for athletes, so above average height is to be expected.'
The sleeve around his cock clenched. A muffled moan got stuck in her throat. The sex slave knew of his game and was trying to keep her voice at bay to not give away who she was. That did not narrow it down at all.
'Selana has a way plusher ass and thighs,' Alex threw that possibility out first. 'Janette is too much of a cocksucking enthusiast to lead with cowgirl. Evelyn would not put herself on top of me first thing in the morning.' "Valeria," he said and opened his eyes.
It would have been quite disastrous for his reputation and her enjoyment if he was wrong.
He was not.
The short-haired, chocolate-skinned, cat-eared climber rolled her hips, her red mouth curling into a light smile. "Good morning, Master." Her words were more controlled than the smouldering passion in her green eyes would suggest. With his choice now made and his hands grabbing the inwards curves of her hourglass figure, Valeria shook off what restraint she had previously.
The rest of the harem awoke to the progressively louder sounds of the tall, half-black Latina impaling herself over and over again. She was the opposite of shy, gasping and moaning, letting everyone around know that she was getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Alex was close to bursting within a minute. The first load of the day, he always blew quickly. He theorized that sleeping in a room full of nubile women aligned his body's expectations. That paired with his always full balls being, frankly, heavy in the morning. He did not want to know what it would be like to get up if he had to just let the morning wood fade.
Fortunately, his enthusiasm was matched by females that basked in his musk overnight. Valeria was gasping by the time he gritted his teeth. "I want to feel you cum inside me, please," she begged.
Alex fulfilled her wish. He thrust upwards, making her large breasts bounce up and then jiggle down. The first spurt of seed into her set her off as well. First was the orgasm she had been holding back until she felt his cum inside her, the second was that cum itself sending a torrent of rewarding pleasure through the readily available cumdump.
In a moment of primal need, Alex pulled Valeria down. In the throes of passion, she was more than pliable and infinitely eager to surrender her tongue to the advances of his. His hand came down on her ass with a loud smack. It remained there, pressing her hips down on his crotch, keeping her and her undulating walls in place while she massaged the thick, long jets of cum from him.
Everyone was watching them by that point. That fact made Valeria's pussy clench even harder around his girthy rod, show-off that she could be. The final nail on the coffin of sense was when he scratched the back of her cat ears.
Valeria did not explode into a second string of screams or anything. Rather, she melted in his arms, an utterly obedient package that used her upper and lower lips to please him. The moment his body stopped trembling from his first orgasm of the day, he turned their situation around.
Now on her back, she was made his casual relief tool. Rather than a rapid pace, he used the sheathe of her pussy at a pace equivalent to a scenic walk through the woods. She had gotten her load of cum for the morning. Now, her purpose was just to keep him nice and hard while he went through the other rituals.
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A wide gaze took in the whole of his harem. Not only did this allow him to take in their nubile bodies in their multitude of stretches, it was also the opportunity to scan for any changes that had manifested overnight. There was surprisingly little on that front this morning. The first difference he spotted was Sofia.
"I might need to make an improvised hairband…" the shy fencer muttered, pulling the cascade of hair over her shoulder. She had always had long hair, luscious brown and wavy, but now it went all the way past her hips. It was a minor change by the standards of the island.
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"Aha!" The triumphant shout pulled everyone's attention to Astrid. Alex could see the change peeking over her shoulders, but she did them all the favour and turned around to give them a nice view of her firm ass - and of the four turquoise wings that sprouted from her upper back. They were insect-like in their make, translucent with veins that ran through them. When she used them, they did not beat, instead scattering green sparkles.
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The blonde tomboy hovered upwards a couple of metres, laughed, then showed a strained expression. A second later, she dropped. Alex had already pulled himself free of Valeria's smug cunt. He lunged and caught his fairy.
"Careful," he warned her.
"Probably would've been fine," Astrid said, glancing at the very cushioned ground. "That was just a three metre fall onto a mattress."
"I am not taking 'probably fine' when it comes to those I love," he said.
"Bro…" Astrid muttered, her eyes once more showing pink hearts instead of pupils.
Turning a princess carry into a suspended congress was done swiftly and easily. Her arms and legs wrapped around him, her snug folds embraced his cock, and just like that he was fucking his second tomboy of the morning.
The pace was casual. One hand on her ass kept her steady while he made her bounce in front of him. He explored her wings with the other. His first touch was careful, gentle. She cooed when he made contact with her new addition. The texture of the wings was between glass and ice, smooth and pleasant.
"I think I can…" Astrid whispered between little sighs of pleasure. She closed her eyes and the wings returned to being a butterfly mark on her back. "...magic is so cool!"
"Want to experiment more or cum your brains out?" Alex asked.
"Whichever pleases you more, Master," the blonde purred.
Feeling like treating himself to an easy victory and her to a very good morning, Alex suddenly and harshly increased the pace. Simultaneously, the mark on her womb burned with passionate heat, setting the entirety of her erogenous zones on fire. In an instant, the fae cocksleeve's sensitivity was raised four times over.
She was squirting all over his cock within seconds. Her mind needed to catch up with the pleasure she was feeling. At first there were just disbelieving grunts, then her eyes rolled up and she screamed her lungs out in bliss.
It was a wonderful but pretty straightforward affair. He stood there, hammering her eager pussy to the sounds of 'PLAP!' and the "Ah!" of watching sex slaves. After several minutes of this, he pumped her full with the second load of the day, slightly less thick and quantitative than the first.
'I really don't want to know what it would feel like to start my day without getting 8 hours worth of my cum production out of my system first,' Alex thought. 'I wonder if I am physically dependent on that kind of release now… ah well, I don't intent to find out. I am emotionally all in already.'
"Only 2 changes this morning." Evelyn inspected her horns and pointy nails. There was clear disappointment in her voice. "At least I am not alone in my lagging." She looked to Yahui and Blair, who were also unchanged. "I suppose it does just take a bit sometimes."
"It was probably the oddity that the other changes all happened so quick," Alex gave his theory. "You'll have bronze scales soon enough."
"Bronze? I only go for gold," Evelyn drawled, then shook her head. "...But yet… bronze does sound right…" She furrowed her eyebrows. "I feel like I have… forgotten something."
Alex slowly nodded. "Same here… why did I say bronze specifically…?"
No answers to that question, so they did as usual when magic didn't make sense and just moved on with their day. The next stop on their daily ritual was the bath. After the wreckage of the previous day, it was direly necessary.
Stepping out of the bedroom had them all stop. Where a corridor had been the night before, there now was a luxurious lounge with couches made of huge flower petals and fluffy plant fibres. Awed by the this sight, they immediately began exploring, following one of the several staircases.
The Tree of Harem Life was a mansion now. There was no other way to put it. Various common rooms were interconnected by corridors and staircases, spiralling or not. There were more rooms than even their group knew what to do with. Everyone could have gotten knocked up twice and only then would they start running out of private rooms. There were extra beds. There even was a chamber so long and vast, it could be used as ballroom. Perhaps most ludicrous of it all was the indoor pool. An actual pool, ten metres across, filled with crystal clear water.
Delaying the bath, they headed outside. Wondrously, for all that was now inside of it, the outside of the tree had not actually grown that much. Certainly, the width of the trunk had doubled, but Alex estimated that the space within had grown eightfold.
"...I think that's big enough," he said.
"Mhm… adequate," Evelyn disagreed. "We ought to make a throne room - the middle eastern kind. I want to lavish at your feet in a sea of pillows, Master."
"For whom?" Tess wanted to know.
"Myself," Evelyn responded simply.
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"I love getting what I want," Evelyn purred.
After the bath they had went to where their usual meeting room had always been, to eat breakfast and discuss the priorities of the day. That room, of course, had also been changed, with some of the plant furniture surrounding a low table. At the head of it stood a very cushy looking throne, surrounded by an ocean of fluffiness.
Evelyn hurriedly sashayed over to that ocean, only to stop at its edge. "Mhm, seems like there's only about enough space here for four," she remarked, annoyed. "We do need another upgrade to the living quarters."
"Uh, I think four is a good number," Sara threw in. "Would be… one to keep Alex's cock warm and then three spots for his companions for the day?"
"That… is a good observation," Evelyn relented.
"Ashley, you are my cockwarmer this morning," Alex took command of the situation. He wasn't entirely sure why he had a throne now. 'I have been called Harem Sultan by lovecraftian monsters, so it fits well enough.'
"Y-y-y-y-y-yes, M-m-m-mas-" Ashley stumbled over the two words for impressively long, not managing to get the second one out before she had put her lips to the intended use.
Petite Asian bobbing her head in his lap, reclined in a seat of plant and magic (that had the most amazing ergonomic support that he had ever experienced), and look out over a happy harem, Alex once more experienced what true joy felt like. What could possibly compare to this?
The liquid servants brought in their meals for the day. As per usual, it was primarily fruits. No meat had been caught that morning nor was any of the rabbit still in storage. The fruits were delicious, even if they had gotten quite samey by this point.
"I need two women at work here, Ashley also needs to eat," Alex realized and looked around for the most enthusiastic volunteer. That would have been Blair, but he was ignoring his companions of the previous day on purpose. Selana, similarly, had gotten plenty of attention the previous day. "Jane, come and help Ashley."
"As you wish," the redheaded elf answered and quickly came over. One woman was deepthroating his cock, the other chewed on fruit, back and forth like this until they had all eaten breakfast and he had climaxed twice.
Alex tilted his head. Either Evelyn was bad at space estimation or underestimating how closely the harem would willingly sit. He considered the pillows around the throne to be easily enough for six people. 'Well, what matters is that we can do that ritual while there is enough leg space,' he thought. 'I like the idea of having my picks of the day linger around the throne. Gives this situation gravitas… might as well live this awesome and weird way with conviction.'
"How do you feel?" Janette asked. "Your wounds look better, but not much."
Alex took a look at himself. He had dared to hope his injuries would just go away overnight, but that hadn't happened. Instead, he was healing the normal way, which was, courtesy of him having suffered many shallow wounds, going relatively quick. Still, it would take at least another day until he was fully regenerated.
"Better than yesterday and yesterday I was good enough to make all of you go cross-eyed," he said with a smile. "I'll be fine."
"We probably won't be exploring any dungeons today, right?" Charlotte asked.
"We would have to find one." Alex pulled up the map of the area he had in his mind. Plenty of the island was, as of yet, unexplored.
Alex first limited his choice to those who had not yet changed further from their first transformation. Not only were these changes clearly empowering them (Astrid gaining flight was all the proof he would ever need), but he also enjoyed the exotic looks that came from it all. The more dangerous and magical they became, the more alluring their submission was.
"Valeria," he announced his first choice.
The climber had been in his eye since morning. Not that he needed any reason to stare at a woman that was his and that had such perfect tits. Alex was more of an ass-man, all things considered, but that rack was just wonderful. Large breasts of gravity-defying roundness, perky and yet with enough softness to them that they were clearly real.
Valeria rose from her resting posting, a light smile on her red lips, and sashayed to the throne. She took the position of the right armrest, affectionately rubbing her cheek against the back of his hand. Naturally, it wandered to the top of her head, scratching the roots of her short, brown hair and the bases of her pointy ears.
"Glad to get out there again?" Alex wondered.
"I enjoy a change of pace," the direct woman answered, a soft purr under her voice.
With a cat girl under his fingers and two women still worshipping his cock, Alex continued to scan the crowd. There were five others who he could take along. "Niara," he made his second choice.
Wordlessly, the Kenyan woman rose up. She moved over with long, eager strides, then plopped down on the other side of the throne. Like a well-trained dog, she kept her head in reach of his hand, without overtly asking for the ear scratches she all the same received. The discipline melted off her face, replaced with an open-mouthed, panting display of submissive bliss.
"Sofia, you will be the third," Alex declared.
"Thank you, Master!" the Estonian fencer jumped to her feet and hurried over. With a blush and a smile on her face, she plopped down next to Valeria, smiling venerantly up at him.
Alex stopped working the cat tomboy's ears to scratch his own chin. "It's not a big deal," he said. "I'm just choosing who I am taking along for the day."
"And I love tagging along with you," Sofia answered with a gentle smile. "That's all there is to it."
To be loved to that degree was… soul-warming.
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Choices of companions for the day made and breakfast taken in, the morning gathering gradually dissolved. Many of the women wanted to start the claiming process of their private corners of their new moving mansion, others wanted to start working with the new tools they had found the previous day.
"Uhm, may I join them?" Ashley requested meekly, after she had gulped down his latest load. "I w-wanna remember the tree in all the details for…" She petered off, blushing deeply.
"For your book about our adventures," Alex finished the sentence for her, to which she nodded. "You don't need my permission to get up. If you really want to, you can go wherever you want. The whole sex slave play is just that."
"Y-yeah, I know… but I want to play along with it." Batting her lashes up at her chosen Master, the mousey woman waited for approval.
Whether he agreed or disagreed, Alex got the feeling she would be happy either way. There was only one lifestyle he really wanted though. "You can go," he thusly allowed the Asian woman, who rose on wobbly legs.
"Later, M-master," she said her goodbye. If it hadn't been for the cum still on her lips, he would have kissed her.
With Ashley out of the room, he was left with Tess, Selana and Jane. The redheaded elf continued to stroke his cock, still as hard as it had been when she began her session working it. He repaid the favour by rubbing the tips of her pointy ears. Jane's eyelids fluttered at the simple touch.
"The changes are fascinating, aren't they?" Alex asked.
Selana laughed immediately. "I feel like I have that talk 3 times a day."
"Your literal udders catch the attention," Tess drawled. "Speaking of which, do you want a switch, Master?"
Alex hummed contemplatively. "Do I ever say how much I love that I am given these choices?"
"All the time," Jane answered.
"Still not often enough, I think." Alex shrugged to himself, then looked to the duo still on the plant-made couch that surrounded the low table. "Tess, I do want your tits around my cock."
"Thank you for the opportunity to repay you, my saviour," the angelic goth purred, as she switched positions with Jane.
Between his legs, Tess' milky-white mounds were obediently applied to drowning his manhood in tit flesh. She struggled to cover the entirety of his manhood. Her breasts were 'merely' huge and he was well-endowed. Her tongue tended to the tip, circling around the engorged, sensitive head.
On the couch, Jane first engaged in a ready kiss with Selana. The two had been friends before they had crash landed. Of the entire harem, they were the two that Alex had hung out with together even outside of work before all of this happened. Them, Astrid and Sofia, although those latter two had been less frequent.
To see his redheaded best friend and former crush make out could have been an unpleasant revelation at another time. Here, it was only hot. "Mashtehr'sh cum," Selana slurred between kisses. The cow-horned woman was tongue-wrestled into submission by the elf. Second by second, Jane asserted herself more, until her fingers pinched nipples and Selana's head was tilted back.
When there was no more taste of his cum to exchange, Jane broke the kiss. Her lips latched onto the areola of the fat-titted Latina next, sucking a mouthful of milk out of her. It was the first time Alex saw one of his haremettes drink from Selana so casually. It was a bit weird. It was also incredibly arousing.
Alex grabbed the back of Tess' head and pulled her down. He had to act fast, barely managing to get her red lips around his cock before he came. His satisfaction made Tess' eyes roll with ecstasy. Tits continuing to massage him, Alex had his sense of touch dedicated to Tess and his eyes to Selana and Jane.
Only after his orgasm had run its course, did he look back to Tess. Proudly, she presented the gathered load. "Swallow," he permitted. A quick gulp, a post-orgasmic shiver, and Tess showed to him her clean mouth. "Alright, just casual service now. I want to actually talk."
"Alright," Tess purred.
Jane licked her lips, cleaning any remaining milk off. "You are delicious".
"And you have a dominant streak," Selana noted, voice still a bit high-pitched from her own release there. "Did not know that. Did that come with getting taller?"
"No, I just started experimenting with it recently. Haven't had many opportunities to before this absurd social situation." Jane reclined in her seat, arms now crossed. "Getting taller does help though."
Before her most recent transformation, Jane had been notably shorter than Selana. Now the two were almost at parity. Despite being one of the more mundane changes, it was also a very visible one.
"Getting taller has its benefits," Alex said, "and drawbacks."
"Let me guess…" Tess changed the rhythm of massaging him with her breasts from alternating to a unified up and down. "...you're afraid what'll happen if you roll in your sleep?"
"I actually am, a bit, yeah," Alex agreed. "I probably weigh like 120 to 140 kilos now. Selana would be fine if I moved on top of her accidentally."
"I got big cushions," Selana squeezed her boobs.
"If I rolled onto Ashley, I think that could end ugly."
"You usually fall asleep with two or more women on top of you, you'll be fine," Tess assured him.
"You were always a backsleeper anyway," Jane added.
"And a still one at that," Selana added. "I remember when we shared a tent and you laid there like a pharaoh."
"When you sleep in a tent often, you get used to not moving," Alex explained himself. "Don't you dare say my survivalist hobby is weird now."
"It was weird," Jane drawled.
"No it wasn't, it was and is awesome;" Selana disagreed.
"Remaining on the topic of changes to us… I am noticing that most of yours are pretty surface level," Tess remarked. "You got huge, sure, but beyond that its just the body markings."
"There is some more stuff." Raising a hand, Alex showed to all of them his recently discovered capability to harden his skin. What was a deeply tanned and smooth changed to a hard and abrasive texture, a mixture between stone and bark. "It's just that anything that's too far from the human baseline doesn't 'stick'." He stopped concentrating on it and his arm changed back to normal.
"Mhm, I do have a similar benefit with my wings." Tess manifested the angelic extensions of her back for a moment, before dismissing them again. The supernatural phenomenon was accompanied by a sound like a flock of pigeons taking off. "It might be that everything that could get in the way is retractable in some way?"
"These horns get in the way of being a side sleeper," Selana complained.
"As do these ears." Jane gave the left one a poke for emphasis. She moaned at her own touch. "So sensitive…" She shook her head, sending her messy, short hair flying. She had to blow a strand out of her eyes afterwards. "I wouldn't mind if you picked up a pair of horns, at least."
"Grabbing the bull by the horns sounds pretty neat," Selana agreed.
"For my part, I would like to have wings…" Alex admitted. "Can you fly with yours yet, Tess?"
"Only for short stretches and not very high. Astrid will be similarly limited, I believe."
"We will found out… I wonder if we have to start bolting down things so she doesn't whimsy them away," Alex was only half-joking. "I know Evelyn experienced some stronger impulses to hoard things. Did any of you notice changes?"
"Not really," Tess was the first to answer. "I think I am more capable of detecting lies, but that could just be because the only liars around are brats and shy girls, both of which make it very obvious."
"I definitely have changed." Jane directed her gaze to one of the amber-crystal windows. "I feel more attuned to nature than I did before, like the outdoors is where I belong. That and I delight in the sun's presence."
"You did get more caramel."
"I do like the tan," Jane said.
Selana smirked. "Everyone likes the tan. If you get any darker, you'll be a wood elf."
'We took a different fork in that road,' Alex heard himself think. It was an odd occurrence of the mind. The conversation kept moving before he could puzzle that out.
"I've obviously started to enjoy getting milked, which was definitely not even on my concepts of fetishes I had before. Then again, did not think I would love being the dedicated, submissive cocksleeve of my longtime friend either, so shows what I fucking know." Selana shrugged. "Also, can we talk about how sensitive we all got? Specifically the throat?"
"That's mostly my incubus influence," Alex reminded them.
"Yeah, but still…"
"It is fascinating to watch you all cum with your breasts alone," Jane threw in.
""That was a thing before,"" Tess and Selana answered in unison.
They looked at each other, then the angelic goth made a head gesture for the Latina to continue. "My tits were always sensitive. Got more sensitive, admittedly, as they got larger."
"Here I thought it was a development like my ears."
"Nope, just a sex slave by nature," Selana grinned.
That was as much as Alex could take on that topic. "Alright, now I need to use you for at least one load," he declared and rose from his throne.
He ended up filling the pussies of all three women present.
Alex met up with Valeria, Niara and Sofia in the chamber near the entrance that had been made the preparation room. With all other matters dealt with and the day properly starting, there were only a few matters left to decide before they went out for the day.
One of these matters was the matter of the equipment. On the floor in that room laid the few items that were advisable to be carried around. One was a small pile of light crystals, already successfully grown from the box. Another was the Storage Gauntlet, which would be very useful in having those crystals on hand. The third was, what they had dubbed, the Necklace of Regulation, which kept heat and cold moderated around the wearer.
The question was who would wear what.
"You take this," Alex said and pushed both the Storage Gauntlet and the light crystals in Niara's direction. "Sofia will need her balance to fence properly and Valeria is our climber, so I think you make the most sense here."
"As you say," the track-and-field Olympian answered with a curt nod.
"The necklace… I will keep on me," Alex decided after a short moment of hesitation. It felt wrong to hoard things for himself, but it did make the most sense. "I'll be moving ahead most of the time and I don't want sudden changes in the environment to distract me in combat."
"Makes sense," Valeria agreed.
"We'll stick close to you, Master," Sofia spoke, a warm smile on her face. "T-to tend to your huge sword when you aren't… swinging your huge sword… that sounded better in my head."
"Suck cock and combat support," the cat-eared climber put it succinctly.
"Yeah, that."
"Plenty of chances for that," Alex assured them. "First, though, let's get the day moving."
They stepped out of the room and then the entire tree. Several dozen metres from the entrance door, down a wooden staircase, waited the rest of the harem. The party of the day joined the rest of them, then turned around to behold their magnificent home. Red-leaved branches reached high into the sky.
A sky that had become worryingly darkened with clouds. Alex could practically taste the electricity in the air. It would not be long before a storm drenched the world in rain. "Think it got protection from lightning strikes?" Alex asked with a small degree of worry.
"It will heal, even if struck," Janette assured.
"Which it probably won't, because fae shenanigans," Astrid added.
That was good enough for Alex.
"Better question is if you want to head out when it's going to be a rainy day." Jane tilted her head back further. They were at the edge of the cover of branches. Only a few, early drops of water fell on them. It would get worse in no time.
"I think it is best we do," Alex answered. "We still know so little, losing a day to sitting inside would be a waste. Plus, once in the jungle, we will be covered."
Kiara gave her own tits a squeeze. "Not like we have clothes that could get soaked."
"Some of us got fur though," Charlotte added, swishing and swoshing her fox tail for emphasis.
Alex looked up at the tree. They had all gathered outside of it so he could make one more decision: should it stay where it was or should it move elsewhere?
"There was a cluster of fruit trees that we found two days ago," Alex thought out loud, as he marched over to a root of his home. "It's further inland and will make for a better base of operation."
"Easier to keep our pantry stocked as well," Tess drawled.
A hand on the root, Alex closed his eyes and reached for the essence of the tree. The bond he had with it had only grown over the last couple of days. It was quite happy with its existence, mighty as it now was. There was a strong sensation of loyalty from the tree, dense and heavy as oak. Simultaneously, the entity was different, if could even be called an entity at all. It was more of a… collection of reactive instructions, emerging and intertwining after receiving his order.
The root beneath Alex's hand moved with the smoothness of a python. All over, the ground rose and fell in accordance with the wooden network of the mighty maple moving upwards. Eight massive 'feet' formed from intertwining fibres. Each of them was big enough to squash a car beneath it, the large, flat soles pressing into the ground as the entirety of the massive tree rose upwards.
The tree walked with a fae grace. Slow as it was, the rhythm of its legs kept the actual trunk and canopy steady. It barely rustled, barely creaking, making its advance almost eerily silent. The staircase that led up to the entrance was, as before, extended by vines that dangled down to ground level. Anyone at a walking pace could have caught up, grabbed one, and then climbed their way up. Only the last part was any challenge of physical prowess.
"Alright, we are ready to go the-"
"Woof!"
Alex turned around, as did everyone else. The sudden sound surprised them, but not in the manner that other animal sounds would have. All of them could very easily tell the difference between a hostile and a friendly bark and it had definitely been the latter.
Everyone's eyes fell on a big canine. She had a dark grey, almost black coat of fur. A much lighter, almost white shade marked her belly, paws, snout, and the tip of the bushy tail. In its colouration and the distribution of it, the canine reminded Alex of a husky. The canine was much too large for that, the pointy ears and yellow eyes too intelligent. They were looking at a wolf - a female one, as Alex simply… knew.
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The canine tapped up to Niara, who received her with a raised hand. Finger booped a snout. Both wolf and tomboy belonged to each other, it was an evident truth of just seeing them. Like Sofia and her sword, so too did the wolf belong to Niara.
There was a logical part in the back of Alex's brain that urged him to question this a bit more. Intuition had it that this was right and intuition had not failed him yet.
"What do we call her?" Alex asked. "Besides a good girl."
By this point, Niara was giving the spirit wolf ear scratches. The animal melted into the treatment so much it almost felt like it was too good. This was the very image of a well-behaved dog, just big enough to reach Alex's knees when standing - which made it equivalent to the thighs or even hips of a more reasonably sized male specimen.
Rather than answer, Niara directed her dark eyes to him. Wordlessly, she bounced the question back to him.
"How about Cania?" Alex suggested.
Far from the most creative name, but it fit well enough. Niara nodded and that was all there was to it.
"Any other last minute surprises?" The question was more directed at the world as a whole then anyone around him. By now, Alex was entirely convinced that nature itself either had a consciousness or consisted of several overminds that could pull some very large strings. There was no way it was a coincidence that this spirit wolf appeared randomly on the morning of the day that Niara accompanied him.
The world responded to the question with a thundercrack. The mighty rumble echoed in the world, closely followed by an intensifying of the rain.
"Well, I'll be indoors!" Kiara declared and hurried over to the entrance of the walking tree. The rest of the tomboys followed after her, some getting a quick kiss in, others not. Only Alex, Niara, Valeria, Sofia and their new pet wolf were left outside.
"Time to get moving then," Alex spoke, voice raised to overpower the intensifying rain.
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"WOOF!"
Carnia stopped atop one of the jungle roots, waiting for the group to catch up to her. The wolf had been keeping steadily ahead of them, testing the ground and showing them routes that were quicker to walk. It was nice to have a guide that only needed to be pointed in a direction every now and again.
The wolf had been downright instrumental during the first bit of travel of the day. The intensifying downpour had turned the grassland into a horrifically muddy area. Carnia had managed to find the driest route, which was quite helpful because Alex did not want to experience getting his bulk stuck in wet ground.
Although the concern from the mud was greatly lessened once they had entered jungle, the storm itself continued to slow them. Dangerously strong gusts kept the canopy in motion and transformed ferns on ground level into whips. Occasionally, a bending leaf sent dozen of litres of water falling tens of metres to the ground. Water was the least dangerous item that fell. They had to be constantly vigilant not to be randomly struck by a falling piece of debris.
Getting through the jungle was a slog at the best of times. The weather added multiple hours to it all. They had been heading straight east since departing from the tree. By the time they were past the fruit tree cluster and into a new area of the island, morning had become noon.
'We won't make a lot of progress today,' Alex thought. 'Any progress is better than no progress though.' "Let's take a break over there!" he shouted and pointed at an outcropping of the earth that would give them shelter from the wind, at least as long as it kept blowing from the north.
The women with him sat down on the bare dirt with various degrees of quiet sight. That Sofia was the loudest among them spoke volumes about the character of their little group. Similarly, the fact that none even attempted to get frisky spoke to how much of a slog that journey had been.
Not that there was anything to get frisky with. Alex himself was too exhausted from the journey to get his dick up. What usually sprung to attention the second he was still was currently kept low by his bodies need to retain heat. Wetness clung to his skin. The tropical weather prevented him from feeling actually cold, as did the magical necklace around his neck, but the difference was still notable.
Carnia shook out her fur. The wolf had enough wherewithal to do so enough steps away that no one was showered in the scattering droplets. Once sufficiently dried out, the wolf tapped on over to Niara and nuzzled up against her. The African woman responded in kind.
Alex felt a bit of warmth return to him at the sight.
"At this rate, we won't get terribly far," he breached the obvious subject. "Not the most exciting day to come along."
"I don't mind… uhm… stable?" Sofia smiled at him. "I'm happy to follow you around, Master. I like… looking at you back muscles… that sounded less pervy in my head."
"How?" Valeria asked.
"D-dunno… but its fine to be pervy when it comes to Alex, right?"
"That's what we are all about." Valeria looked up when thunder cracked above. "Damn that's loud. I really hope the tree does not get hit."
"By now, it should be among the other trees," the man of the island says.
"It is magic." Kiara weighed into the conversation with some choice words. "Fae. I will be fine."
"Fairy's confuse me," Vaeliria said.
"Sort of the point, isn't it?" Alex recalled the encounters he had with such creatures so far.
"I would like to fence with one," Sofia confessed. "I wonder what that would be like."
"Always thinking about your craft," Valeria teased.
"I s-saw you climb around in the tree!"
"Climbing is fun."
"So is stabbing things!"
"Did that sound better in your head as well?"
"...A little less psychotic, definitely."
Alex really felt the warmth rise up through his feet seeing his haremettes engage like that. A little bit of an odd place to get the warmth rising from. Usually it was his stomach.
Peering outwards, he saw the curtain of rain between the trees. "Seems like there is a clearing south of here," he said. "Might be worthwhile checking out ne-"
There was a sudden spike in the heat from the ground. Alex shot up. Everyone else shot up as well. Ready instincts of athletic women mixed with the healthy dose of caution these islands had drilled into them. This made the difference between surprise and disaster.
The ground they had just crowded on erupted. Nearby trees feel as the ground unfurled, unleashing a pyroclastic wave of heat. The shield of moderate temperature visibly distorted the air, keeping the sharp increase in temperature from washing over Alex and his women.
The canopy above split open. Rain fell, turning into steam upon meeting a pool of lava, two paces across, that had suddenly appeared. The geyser of molten rock rubberbanded back together, refusing to fall according to gravity. Instead, it shaped up into a humanoid shape. Two legs, two arms, ending in stubby claws of half-liquid rock. Cracked skin, incandescent, witch patches of cooled rock. A head like a reptile, a maw split into a gargling scream, and glowing eyes streaming tears of heat.
"FREEEEEEEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The entity of magma charged straight at Alex.
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The creature was huge, taller than Alex was by quite a margin, and yet he was confident. Although his opponent was massive, so was his sword. The weapon of sharpened, supernatural stone was wet from the rainfall.
Thunder cracked as he and the elemental met. Their first strikes were a mutual exchange of blocked blows. Fists hammered against thick stone. Roaring and screeching, the creature assailed Alex, who kept the body of liquid stone at bay with wide swings and controlled steps.
The ground beneath his feet was treacherous. Heat beneath and rain above turned it rapidly into a slippery mud. Intense winds made it difficult to keep the massive sword's edge aligned with where he wanted it to cut.
It was fortunate that his enemy had the same, if not greater issues. Where the elemental's body was exposed to wind and rain, its surfaced cooled and cracked. Energy that would have gone into sweeping motions was instead spent keeping its body liquid. The lizard-like maw was constantly agape, screaming wordless rage into the storm.
The creature brought its arm down like a hammer. Trusting in his supernatural defenses, Alex brought his own up to deflect the strike. His forearm flared, turning to stone and bark. The impact was insignificant, the arm of the creature shoved aside, giving Alex the opening he had hoped for.
A one-armed swing may not have had the force he wanted behind it, but with a sword of this size, any kind of motion had a horrid amount of kinetic energy behind it. The weapon slammed into the creatures side, sinking into magma like it was some kind of gel.
That it had done some damage was immediately apparent. Pain twisted into the rage of the screams. The monster thrashed. Alex had already retreated, refusing to fight the monster close-up and certainly refusing to engage anywhere near that magma pool it had brought with it. Wildfires spawned from it and were immediately put out by the rain.
The cut Alex had left behind bubbled. The wound closed before his eyes - although not as quick as superheroes as Wolverine made such a healing factor sound. It was like watching honey pour into a glass, slow and strangely mesmerizing. If he had stood there without adding more wounds for the next minute, the creature would be fully fine.
Alex did not intend to wait for that, neither did the elemental care for that degree of strategy.
The two giants charged at each other again, each confident that their brawn would bring them victory. Molten claws cut through the air, leaving steam in their weak, which in turn was swiftly swallowed by the downpour. Alex could feel the resistance of wind and water on his own swings.
While the monster continued a straightforward assault, Alex danced nimbly as he counterstruck. He operated on pure instinct, putting to use what he had learned in battles so far. Miraculously, he evaded every strike by the bulkier opponent. The superheated air surrounding it continued to be turned into a regular warmth by the necklace around Alex's neck.
When he felt the wind in his back, Alex suddenly turned his strategy to hyper-aggression. The Cataclysmic Greatswords swung in a wide arch, its width almost like a sail, the storm lending extra power to his brawn.
It was the same storm that delivered Alex from harm, the same wind that slowed the counterpunch of the monster enough that the man of the island could twist his body out of the way as his sword dug once more into the side of the monster.
The greatsword sliced deep into the viscous, molten mass. The wound he had cleaved before had partially closed, only to be turned into something much more gruesome. The weapon stopped against something hard.
Roaring, Alex clenched the grip around the heft of his weapon. His biceps bulged as he put his entire might into dragging the weapon further through the monstrosity.
"Free… me… free… me…" the elemental entity gurgled, even as it gripped the blade with both hands. It tried desperately to prevent Alex's weapon from digging even deeper - to no avail.
With one more shout of exertion, the titan of a man shattered the hard core. The sword was yanked free, emerging on the other side of the elemental, pulling with it molten rock and red, crystal shards.
The elemental became inanimate instantly. Its form pushed out abundant heat in a wave of bright but harmless flame. The molten rock cooled to a brittle statue within a few blinks, then gravity fully asserted itself. The separated upper half dropped to the ground, the lower half toppling over a moment later. Porous stone broke on impact.
Alex stared at the remnants of the creature, then swung his sword carefully down. More rock burst, letting the red crystal in its centre separate out.
It was a spherical thing - had been before Alex shattered it - and was universally of a blood red, opaque material like coloured glass. The man of the island carefully picked it up. Whatever magic had been in it had left the vessel when it had been destroyed.
The pouring rain reminded Alex to step aside. "God…" Valeria muttered as he approached. She half-sounded like she actually meant him with that singular word. The climber was squirming, visibly aroused by the combat she had witnessed. One hand had already made its way between her legs, brushing over a wet pussy.
In that, she was one step behind Niara, who had lowered herself to the ground, mouth open as an invitation to suck him off, and two steps behind Sofia, who had turned her round bottom towards him, while bending over a boulder. The wiggle of her wide hips and the hand on her ass, spreading her swollen cunt, were all Alex needed.
As he approached, his cock rose rapidly to full mast. The ground trembled when he planted the greatsword, still thrumming with titanic power. He placed the crystal down next to it. His blood rushed in his veins, dense with the rush of a battle won without an injury taken. "I'll use you to celebrate my victory," Alex stated, while grabbing Sofia by the waist.
"Please do, Master," the Estonian woman swooned, then screamed loudly into the forest when he thrust into her. She was used to his size, yet she was too tight to hurry the motion. His paw of a hand looked even more massive compared to her slender back. His thumbs almost touched, holding her by the inwards swing of her athletic midriff.
After a few glorious seconds of penetrating her, he hilted against her ass. He kept pushing, going as deep as he could, watching the twin spheres of her ass flatten against his hard muscles.
"Fuck your sex slave hard, if it pleases you, Master!" Sofia's submissive tone was high-pitched, drenched like her pussy was from her intense arousal. "I a-am the sheathe for your desires! Pull… pull my hai! Dominate me!"
When a cocksleeve said so clearly what she wanted, a dom could do nothing but oblige. Her very long hair was easily bundled up in one hand. Wavy stranded were rolled once around Alex's hand, turning it into an impromptu rein. Sofia's head was forced to tilt back. Her eyelids fluttered, the intersection of pain and pleasure melting her brain.
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Alex experienced something quite similar. The reverent grip of her pussy was a constant reminder that she was his property by her will. When he pulled back, she moaned in lust and loss, craving to have his whole fill her. When he slammed back into her tight cunt, she screamed with bliss and fulfilment, her clenching folds trying their best to persuade him to stay inside her forever. They partly succeeded.
Swift, shallow thrusts was the rhythm Alex managed. Even sliding more than halfway from her pussy felt like a crime against his animal desires. All his being was strained, eager to unload inside her as quick as possible, to leave a mark of his survival deep in her womb. This impatience approach found its perfect compliment in how aroused Sofia was, how easily she came.
Niara wordlessly partook in the scene, having crawled between Sofia's legs. The tongue of the wolf woman wandered up and down Sofia's thighs, lapping up overflowing pussy juices between licks of cock and clit.
Valeria watched the whole scene from the side, assuming the lookout duty alongside Carnia. He would reward the cat woman for her patience in another hour of the day.
Alex's thrust accelerated to a blur. Every time he smacked against Sofia's ass, raindroplets were sent flying. Nothing in his old life had prepared Alex for just how liberating it was to have sex in a rainstorm, just how good it felt to physically defend his women from harm. Primal instincts guided his motions, right up until the final moment.
Yanking Sofia's hair, plunging into her one last time, he made her scream with masochistic delight even before his cum pumped into her eager womb. What was an orgasm became raw ecstasy. Squirting juices covered Niara's face, while Alex felt a different kind of thunder crackle up and down his spine.
Every tightening of his balls was another note in the crescendo of wild freedom, Her ass, her face, her screams, they all coaxed out of him every drop he had to give. A woman like her deserved everything.
"I love you, Sofia," he sighed as he pulled out. In the afterglow of her climax, the fencer turned a different kind of red. Embarrassment and glee mixed with pure pleasure into a very unique kind of squirming.
"I-i-i l-l-l-lover you t-t-too!" she stammered, as she sunk to the ground.
"That - was - adorable!"
The three words caught everyone's attention, because they did not belong to any of them. They all turned to face some kind of hovering, green light ball with four insectoid wings.
"Get me berries!"
"A fairy?" Niara wondered out loud.
"A weak one," Valeria added. Of that there was no doubt. Whatever this was, it lacked any kind of greater presence of mischief on wrongness.
"Get me berries!" it said for the second time.
"Who are you? Can you tell us anything about this island?" Alex investigated. It had been very rare that he encountered something that he could speak to on this island and usually such encounters were time-gated due to the influence of that undead entity.
"Get me berries and I might tell you something!" the fairy giggled, then dashed away between the trees. "I'll be around here! If you have berries!" It's voice echoed from the leaves.
Alex scratched the back of his head in confusion, then sighed. "I'll keep it in mind."
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They went towards the southwest next, bit for bit clearing out the gaps in the mental map that Alex had of the island.
The gap between the trees that he had seen before turned to be a plain. Flat or at least mostly flat land was hardly a new sight on these island, but there were two things about this that made it highly unusual. For one, it was surrounded by the jungle on seemingly all sides.
The reason for this massive gap was clear in the thick cover of ash that choked out all life in the area. Rain turned the charred particles into a coarse slurry, incredibly unpleasant to walk through. The heat that had created all of this ash felt like it was coming from below. The very floor was hot. In some places, this heat was enough to turn the falling rain into pillars of steam.
Alex put one foot in front of the other, only for a rumble to immediately make him stumble back. His weight had loosened something beneath the ground and a pocket of hot gases ripped upwards in response. While the necklace took the bite out of the heat, the ash and sharp stones catapulted upwards could still have marred his skin.
"Maybe we should turn around," Valeria suggested.
Alex could see the point in that. This was dangerous, especially in the pouring rain. Their visibility was limited and the constant influx of water threatened to kickstart chain reactions beneath their feat at any moment.
Perhaps it would be for the best to leave this area to be explored another day, turn around and get back where they came from.
The perhaps turned into a definitive in Alex's mind within a few moments of reasonable thought. What was he accomplishing here that could not be done on a day with better visibility?
"We do as Valeria said," Alex declared.
Their little train of people changed direction. Alex remained at the front. All they did was follow the path they had come. A fact that was not as easy as it sounded. The rain had already washed away most traces of their steps and steam geysirs undid the rest.
There was a rumbling under his feet. A treacherous tremor that triggered the urgent need to book it. "RUN!" Alex yelled at all of them, then grabbed Sofia. The Estonian woman yelped in surprise when she was thrown over his shoulder. It was not the sexy sort of grab at all. He held her in place with one arm and she focused on remaining stiff as he sprinted for where he thought the treeline was.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Sofia to be fast, only that he did not consider it worthwhile to take chances with this. Niara and her wolf almost kept up with him, the Olympic sprinter putting to show just how well her body had been sculpted for the task. Valeria was not far behind, tall and fit in her own right.
Behind them, the ground burst open. Steam angrily hissed and roared. Alex heard the will of a creature in it all, a note of hatred that mingled in with the sounds of nature. Heat broke against the necklace. It had been worth its weight in gold four times over that day already, saving them from so much scorching heat.
Alex did not look back, not until they had made it back into the treeline. Breathing heavy and controlled, he stopped between two trees. His feet were atop the pleasant firmness of woven roots. There, he put Sofia down.
"There was a face in the steam," she blurted out, without being prompted. "A snake-like… thing with black eyes!"
"I felt it," Alex said.
"Same," Valeria agreed.
Niara just nodded.
Sofia ran a hand through her hair. The long strands were soaked through from the rain and had stuck to her face. What she had seen burst the frame of all that they could have explained in their civilized life. That life was far behind them now. Still, a face in a steam explosion was… greater than many things they had encountered so far. There was been competition,like the incubus or the eldritch swirl, but those had been benevolent encounters
This was not, this was dangerous.
Alex looked up in a desperate bid to find the sun. The cover of thunderclouds remained as insistent as the rumbling. Although he could not see the sun to estimate how much time had passed yet today, he was certain enough that they were already many hours into the day. The storm had made everything slower.
"I think we have to head back now," he told all of them. "If we move further away, we won't get back to the meeting point before nightfall."
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"We can scout this area a little?" Sofia suggested.
Alex looked into the jungle. The nearby, now cooled, scar in the land where they had fought the elemental gave him enough to orient himself as where they had and had not yet been. Not that he expected to have seen all these islands had to offer for a long time anyhow. Jungles could hide the greatest of secrets between ferns and tree trunks.
"We have the time for that," he agreed.
They set out northwards, then moved in gradually growing circles. Stopping periodically, Alex either had Sofia etch markings into treebark or he committed a specific piece of landscape to memory. One could not be careful enough when it came to staying oriented, not even a highly talented pilot and survivalist should rely purely on their spatial memory and inner compass.
Compared to usual exploration, their pace currently was slow. Finding interesting things in a specific area differed greatly from filling out Alex's mental map of the lay of these islands. Every time they stopped, Valeria climb up nearby trees to look at everything from a different angle.
Alex found the sight of her scaling up the branches quite mesmerizing. The way various muscle groups worked in unity to lift her curvaceous body off the ground and into the woodwork was nothing short of awe-inspiring. She balanced with the grace of a panther, once among the branches. Her grip was firm, her crawling fluid, her pulls and swings proof of hundreds of hours of repetition. Stern-faced, her green eyes scanned the area. Her head locked in position. She leaned slightly one way, then another.
Elegantly, she tilted forwards, dropping off the branch and then landing next to Niara. Cats and dogs supposed didn't get along, but the climber had no problem scratching Cania's ears as she informed all of them, "There's some structure in that direction." A pointed finger told the rest of the story.
They would have absolutely missed the structure on foot alone. It was entirely overgrown and surrounded on all sides by tall, dense bushes that perhaps had once been a hedge of some kind. Valeria had only seen it because, from an angle, the sharp corners of the stones jutted out between the vines and ivy.
The structure was about two and a half metres tall. Where the walls could still be seen beneath the greenery, the typical mixture of ancient Greek and Aztec aesthetics was evident in carvings that depicted flowing winds and sprinting cats. They were etched into a strip of light brown stones that contrasted sharply with the grey ones used above and below.
Finding the entrance was easy enough. Alex gently poked the stones around the curved entrance, testing their firmness before he took the first step inside. Roots and branches of the ivy had dug into the mortar over the ages. One of the walls and most of the roof had come down a long time ago, dust and dirt filling the gaps between the rocks. The building had a singular room, appropriately sized for a gathering of ten, maybe fifteen people. A statue in the back was the clear reason for that gathering.
Although the head and a paw had been splintered off by the fallen roof, the shape of a large cat was still clearly apparent in the shape of the body. Engraved spots further made clear what kind of large cat: a jaguar.
"A temple?" Niara theorized.
"Likely," Alex agreed, trying to find anything of interest. Although there were interesting pieces of faded artwork, there was nothing he could immediately spot that was either worth taking or offered further insight on the nature of these islands and their curse of infertility.
Rather than spend a long time moving rubble, Alex turned to Valeria.
"Do you sense something?" he asked. In the past, the variety of monster girl that his haremettes were turning into had allowed them to tap into esoterically linked places. The cat woman feeling something in the cat temple was the best bet he had.
Valeria moved her naked body past him. For more than a brief moment, his gaze was stuck to her round rear and the shifting of her cheeks as she lightly stepped. How would a cat tail's swishing and swoshing emphasize the wiggle of those hips? An exceptionally important question.
"There is something," the climber said. She walked a circle around the feline statue. Her eyes fell on a spot in the pedestal that appeared utterly mundane to Alex. After brushing over it, she continued to circle around the pedestal, only to then move to one of the outer walls.
Alex watched with some trepidation as one of his beloved women climbed the derelict wall of the temple. She was barely half a metre up, but a collapsing wall was dangerous regardless of height. 'Would be idiotic to question her on if she knows what she is doing,' he warned himself.
Valeria's fingers held onto tiny grooves in the wall, her feet found purchase on miniscule bumps, and bit for bit she climbed around the wall, towards the entrance. Once there, she scaled upwards, following the diagonal of the foundation of the roof.
When her hand made contact with the last stone, it loosened. When it fell away, it revealed behind it a small compartment. Valeria reached inside and pulled out a book.
Valeria dropped back to the ground with feline grace. "There you go," she said, a mild, self-satisfied purr to her tone.
Before he took the book, Alex rewarded her with a deep kiss. His tongue swirled around hers, while his fingers scratched the base of her cat ears. The mild purr intensified.the half-black, half-hispanic woman curved against him, her large breasts in all of their delicious firmness spilling on his chest. She left enough of a gap between them to wrap her free hand around his swiftly hardening cock.
Alex grunted into the kiss. Passion swiftly took over. A hand on her ass, stabilized Valeria as she got on her toes. At almost 1,90 metres tall, she was one of the few women around that he could fuck standing. It required stretching and balancing on her part, but the cat woman was nothing if not stretchy and well-balanced. Her arms around his neck allowed her to pull herself up until he could penetrate her.
Drenched walls enveloped him. Passion ran hot and wild through their veins. The position demanded he limited himself to shallow, quick thrusts. Neither of them needed more. Within just a few minutes of spontaneous penetration, Valeria's depths contracted around his manhood in a swift climax.
Just a few seconds later, Alex loaded her up with a fresh load from his heavy balls. It had been a low release day, a statement that still felt absurd to think when he had cum several times during breakfast alone. Still, after hours walking in the rain, this was his first release in hours. It felt like he had not cum in days.
The potent seed made Valeria's eyelids flutter. Without a single break, their kiss continued, his tongue now utterly dominating hers. They were tightly locked, chest to chest, his hands on her rear. He gleefully remained until her cunt relaxed enough for him to pull out.
Breathing hard but controlled, Valeria turned to their companions. "It would be a waste to just let it drip out of me." She spread her twitching cunt with her fingers, just as the first trickle of white emerged from her pink depths.
Niara and Sofia immediately took the offer. Squatting down in front of her, the Estonian and the Kenyan woman each put their tongue to her pussy. The two sex slaves made out with each other while lapping up the cum. Valeria closed her eyes, riding her way to another orgasm.
While his tomboys had their fun with each other, Alex inspected the book. It was considerably more ornate than the diary that they had found the day before. Golden inlays on the cover made it shimmer. Both the binding and the paper itself were of much greater quality as well. The ink was very clear on an remarkably white page. The script, however, remained unknown.
'Some kind of holy text,' Alex theorized.
He handed it off to Niara as soon as they were done with giving Valeria a cat wash. They would bring it back inside the Storage Gauntlet. Best case, it would help Ashley in her deciphering efforts. Worst case, it would be another pretty display case.
After that, they only had the choice between sleeping outdoors or returning home. Thus, under the cover of trees, they wandered westwards. Halfway through the return trip, they had to start relying on the light crystals to get a proper view of the path ahead.
Even if they had lost orientation, it was quite easy to locate the Tree of Harem Life. Any vantage point showed the gargantuan tree in the distance, its read leaves swaying in the winds of the storm.
When they reached it, they found a land altered by its presence. Impossibly, the jungle itself had shuffled aside, like a crowd making room so a celebrity could pass on through amongst it. Under the wide reached of its branches, the jungle floor had been turned even and clear of all but the most rebellious of young shrubs. The constant wetness on their feet finally found its end. They were not safe from the wind though. Only when they stepped into the tree were they treated to a respite from the howling gusts.
"Ah, quiet," Sofia said.
Quiet was overstating it. The rumbles of thunder still managed to fill reach their ears and the rushing of a million leaves in motion echoed in the extensive entryway. That being said, they no longer had to shout to communicate, so Alex agreed with the sentiment.
No one was near the entrance, but he could hear the voices of some haremettes elsewhere in the building. Before he sought them out, he needed a bath. Most of his legs were covered in soot and mud and wind had sprayed similar mixtures all over his body.
Everyone was quick to follow, even Cania. With the wolf in the tub, Alex's desire to fuck was considerably muted. He did not mind doing it in front of the animal, but there was a degree of separation that had to exist. Without that, it got too weird.
Once they had scrubbed off, they followed the noises to where some of the haremettes were gathered.
"Ya stayed out a lot longer than we thought you would," Charlotte greeted him. "With the weather being that shit and all."
"It is, indeed, shit weather," Alex told her. "Still, got some ground covered today. We'll show you what we got during the pre-orgy meeting."
"Interesting, so there was something," Janette remarked.
Charlotte was currently hanging out with Janette and Blair. The three ex-sluts had their previous friendship, even if they had lost the promiscuity they bonded over before. Alex had been privy enough to their conversations to know that virtually all of their sex talk was now about him and the harem. Nothing before in his or their lives could compare to this level of ecstasy anyhow.
"Anything that happened that I should know about?" Alex asked.
"Nah, we basically stayed indoors all day."
"Exchanging 'sapphic energy'," Blair drawled sarcastically.
Charlotte giggled. There must have been some kind of in-joke that Alex had missed out on. Not that it was difficult to decipher what the phrase meant.
"Well, I hope you like making out with each other as much as I like making out with you."
"It's a close second," Charlotte answered.
"It's okay," Blair added, cooly.
"I like it a lot…" Sofia muttered.
"Yeah, but you're, like… harem-sexual from the get go," Charlotte said. "Which is impressive. We're getting there though."
Sofia blushed and tugged at her bangs. This must have been the only time in modern history that a woman was happy to have been told it was appreciated how readily she shared her man. Which only served to deepen Alex's own appreciation for all of this.
'I have some time before the meeting, might as well spend it hanging out with some of them,' he thought.
"Yo, did I hear the base-y voice of the man of the island?" Selana first peeked around the corner, then stepped into the chamber properly. "Knew it!"
"What, do your cow ears just pick up his voice from a hundred yards away?" Charlotte asked.
"Maybe?" Selana rubbed one of the animal ears that had replaced the human ones. That was a fact worth mentioning because that wasn't a universal fact. It depended entirely on the position of the new pair of ears whether they completely replaced the old ones. "I don't know cow mating behaviour, wouldn't surprise me if they had some ritual where the bull yells and the needy cows come running."
"Watching you walk is definitely making me needy," Alex said.
Selana grinned, her sashay becoming slower and more exaggerated. Every swing of her wide hips was paired with a counter bounce of her massive tits. She swerved around the couch of plant matter that occupied the middle of this cross-section of several corridors. Alex got comfortable, awaiting her approach.
"Dibs." Blair toppled over. Her hands were on Alex's left thigh, her red lips around his cock, and just two seconds later her throat welcomed him inside.
"Oy!" Selana stopped in front of Alex, hands on her hips, and a pussy rapidly growing wetter from an unscratched itch. "I was about to drown that in my tits."
The redhead flipped the bird towards the fat-titted tomboy, then focused entirely on stuffing as much of her throat with cock as she could. The sideways angle was not the best for depth. It wasn't the best for anything when it came to the oral penetration angle, really.
It did have two advantages though. One was that it was a nice, casual kind of feeling. Having her kneel on the floor or lay on the back were escalating levels of submission which were often but not always desired. The second advantage was that it put her ass in reach. The juicy twin spheres of her butt were wonderfully emphasized by her posture.
A hand on that ass, Alex's sighed regretfully. "She did call Dibs, Sel - nothing I can do about that."
"Urgh, then I will-"
"Dibs on the balls!" Charlotte interrupted. The bratty fox was on the floor and crawled between his parted legs with the speed of a mischievous animal.
Alex groaned in delight when he had two of his private sluts slobbering all over his manhood.
"This is getting too loud for me," Janette decided and stood up. "I'll check on the tree."
"I want a snack," Valeria said, taking her own leave. Niara wordlessly followed her.
Sofia watched the scene for a little bit, sucking on her index finger as she did. When she realized what she was doing, she stammered, "I, u-uhm, I'll let you empty yourself in your chosen cumdumps, Master! I'll go train!"
"You can stay," Alex assured her.
Sofia blinked twice, took a deep breath, then smiled widely. "Y-yeah… I can, but I'll go train. I had you the entire day and… you will seed this sex slave again later, right?"
"Like every night," Alex promised.
"Then… I'll go train," she said for the third time and walked away. He kept his eyes glued to the wiggle of her wide hips until she disappeared around a corner. Then, he was right back to looking at Selana instead.
The absolute model of a sex slave had her hands behind her back. Any pretense at an outrage that other haremettes had claimed his cock before her had melted away, replaced with the placid expression of a very obedient tomboy. Her tits were pushed out, her thick thighs spread, allowing him to peak at the lower curve of her plump ass, past the swollen mound of her now glistening slit.
Alex's dom side sung at seeing her just standing there, awaiting his orders. He gave none, testing her resolve. Blair and Charlotte continued their cock and balls worship, filling the large charmber with the depraved sounds of wanton sluts tasting their favourite thing in the world.
The redheaded cumguzzler was already moaning from tasting his precum. When his fingers wandered further and found her dripping wet cunt, she all but screamed around his cock. He played with her pussy lips and clit. She repaid him with utter devotion the task of getting him off. Charlotte echoed the enthusiasm of her fellow haremette, rolling his heavy sack on her venerating tongue.
Minutes passed. The duo in front of him were entirely dedicated to getting him off. Everything else was secondary. Blair did not let his cock go for a second, no matter how much he edged her. Selana was dedicated to her obedience. She kept her eyes on the scene. Her only motions were the panting breaths and the occasional shudder of a deprived submissive.
When he felt his orgasm approach, he gave Selana a simple order. "Cum for me."
"Master!" the cow tomboy managed to cry, before a simpler shout filled the air. Her knees buckled, the muscles of her thighs tensed as they struggled to keep her balance. Her hips thrust forwards into the air, a purely animalistic display of the supernatural pleasure his devilishly dominating voice offered her. Her hands remained behind her back. Her tits jiggled with every spasm.
The sight was exactly what Alex wanted to get off. After getting edged for several minutes, Blair finally was pushed over the edge by the blessed cum spurting into her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around the edge of his glans. In her spasms, she did not grasp his shaft - Charlotte did. Giggling as she lapped at his balls, she pumped his cock, feeling every spurt of his seed rush up all the way.
Blair was squirting all over his fingers. Every renewed surge made her cheeks bulge a little more and her eyelids flutter a little more intensely, until her green eyes had rolled up.
'Such a cumslut,' Alex thought, gleefully. 'Such a gorgeous cumslut.'
The climaxes eventually subsided. Careful not to spill anything, the still trembling redhead sat up and offered the huge load milked from him for his viewing pleasure. "Swallow," he permitted her.
"Hey!" Charlotte complained, but it was too late. While Blair shuddered in a powerful, second orgasm, the vixen on the floor poked Alex's cock. "How come I don't get a single orgasm? No commands or instant climax juice for me?"
"See, I have something else planned for you," Alex said and gestured for her to stand up. That was the only command necessary for Charlotte to stand, then straddle him.
"Oh, ye-he-he-hesssss," she exclaimed, while impaling herself.
A liquid servant came running over within a few seconds, offering a cup of water to Charlotte. Seated comfortable on his cock, she grabbed it, then took half a mouthful. She swirled it around in her mouth for a little while before swallowing, then did the same with a second mouthful of water. After that, she used the remaining water to clean her lips up a bit.
"Kissable?" she asked.
"Absolutely," Alex answered in a low voice.
He loved the efforts they made for him.
"Sit down," he ordered Selana, then began the intricate process of kissing one woman, who was riding him, while groping two others by his sides. Charlotte got the lion share of his attention. In that time, Selana decided that things were getting a bit more casual.
"I won't ask what you found today… but what do you think you'll find tomorrow?"
Alex chuckled at the question, because he had an odd answer to it. "A volcano."
"For real?"
"Or at least some kind of concentration of extreme heat," he clarified further. "We ran into a magma elemental earlier."
"Really?" Blair asked from the other side. "Do you reckon it's related to the totems?"
Alex dared to make a clear call on that, "Definitely. Now, what do you think we'll find out there?" He prompted Charlotte to answer by smack her rear.
"Lllllike… a lake?" The French woman was clearly distracted with taking his dick into her tight tunnel over and over again. "Ffffeels weird that we haven't found any kind of lake yet, just po-nhns-ds and stuff."
"We found a lake before."
"We did?" Charlotte tried to remember. "Oh, right, the meteor crater?"
"The big one, yes."
"Fairrrr enough."
"I honestly think we'll just find more trees and grass," Selana said. "Seems to be all there is on these islands. Maybe some more of those purple berries."
"I hope for a hot spring," Blair said.
"Why?" Charlotte asked. "We got a bath that can get steaming hot."
"It's not the same."
"You're weird."
"I'm part fire elemental. I want it hot."
"That… is fair," Charlotte sighed and closed her eyes. "God, I cum so easily. Just another plunge and… ah!"
The vixen stopped, slowly tilting her head back as the joy of release washed over her.
"I think we might find a mountain at some point," Alex said. "More than just landscapes, though, I wonder if we'll ever find a major civilization here. Also, there are probably more fae-realm entries out there."
"I hope there's more underground complexes," Selana said. "I always wanted to explore a dungeon in real life."
"It is dangerous," Alex warned her.
"Sure it is, that's why I got ya," Selana cooed and scratched his chin. "I expect you to go all Vegeta on any Berus that touches me."
"That's implying I lose at the end," Alex pointed out.
"It's also implying I'm a mother of two - which is stupid. Obviously, we ain't stopping at two."
Alex smirked, that was what he liked to hear.
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"So, that is all that happened today," Alex finished up his report to his gathered harem.
"Pretty exciting, but overall not that much," Astrid summarized.
Alex nodded, then turned his attention to Ashley. "Does the book help you at all?"
"Can't say…" the mousey Asian woman mumbled, browsing through the pages. "...seems to be the same script, although I am not 100% on that… I'll study it tomorrow." She put the book down next to the splintered core of the elemental.
That was really all there had been to say about that meeting. Their 11th day on the island had been, courtesy of the weather, filled primarily with a fight against it. Despite the many hours outside, most of what Alex had to show for it was a wealth of experiences on how it felt like to wander against the wind.
Now, he yearned for the warmth of his tomboys.