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The Gamer's Guide to Freedom by The Dark Wolf Shiro

Anime X-overs & High School DxD/ハイスクールD×D Xover Rated: M, English, Supernatural & Fantasy, Words: 191k+, Favs: 5k+, Follows: 5k+, Published: Aug 19, 2020 Updated: Oct 2, 2021

2,363Chapter 7: Pride Cometh Before the Fall

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The Gamers Guide to Freedom

Chapter 07: Pride Cometh Before the Fall

"Seriously?" I ask, walking into the tent without bothering to announce myself, Miza following behind as I give the goblin Izan is possessing a glare.

He just cock-blocked me, I should be balls deep in Miza right now but instead I'm stuck dealing with ghosts so horny they evolved.

"I regret nothing." Izan says simply even as the red-headed female goblin pushes him off her, standing up casually as she reaches for some rags to wipe away the yellowed cum leaking out of her.

"Really? Not even getting stuck in the form of a weak goblin?" I ask, smirking slightly as he pauses. "Just a warning, I didn't want to deal with you hopping body to body... so I cancelled the spell keeping you in the land of the living, as long as you stay in that body you won't be sent back to hell, but..." I trail off, smirking at him as his tiny red eyes widen..

Don't worry Master, I've worked out what happened and patched that bug. Your ghosts shouldn't be able to evolve without your assistance any more.

Thanks Isis, I don't need my ghosts running around on their own.

"...Oh that's a dick move." Izan squeaks, even as I force down a laugh. He's so fucking high-pitched... and even as he glares up at me, he's barely three foot tall.

"I don't trust you not to cause trouble, or are you saying you'd trust you?" I ask making him pause.

"Okay, fair but you're still an asshole." Izan says, crossing his arms.

"Erm, what's going on boss?" the female goblin asks, looking between me and Izan.

"Long story short, my ghost grandfather has possessed your partner." I admit, there's really no way to say that nicely.

"Oh, he ain't my partner, he just paid for a quickie... a real quickie given how long he lasted." she cackles slightly even as a darker green blush appears on Izan's face. "Names Shanx, boss man, and don't worry, ain't no one gonna miss that nobody if you want your old man to keep his body."

"I see, my thanks Shanx, but if you'll excuse me I need to talk with my grandfather." I say, making her nod as she grabs the leather rags that apparently pass for her clothes.

"Got it, Boss. Lemme know if you need anything, my legs are always open for you, no charge." Shanx offers as she dresses and leaves the tent, leaving me to turn back to Izan.

"Look, it's been a while, okay?. I've felt nothing but pain for a thousand years, so I need to get used to pleasure again." Izan explains even as I sigh.

"Izan, I really don't give a shit about your inability to last, and put some clothes on dammit, stop waving that worm around." I order as he grabs the clothes of the goblin he has stolen the body of.

Sending a mental signal, I summon my favourite Naga to my side as she quickly slithers in.

Placing a hand on her upper chest, I call on my Fleshcrafting magic once more as I make a slight change to her body.

When I make a Naga, it destroys their vocal cords... for some reason? There's a lot about Fleshcrafting I still don't understand to be honest, and that is one of them, but my Naga have shown incredible intelligence in comparison to my Ghouls and I don't see why they shouldn't be able to speak.

Restoring her vocal cords isn't really a problem, it's just bringing back something that she still has the DNA for, and her body remembers how to reproduce them with a little help from my magic making her body more malleable.

"You ssummoned me, Massster?" she asks, a strange hissing to her tone as she tilts her head towards me, her eyes locked onto me almost unnervingly.

"I need to leave this place for a while, and I need to leave someone I can trust in command here until I return. While I am gone, you are in charge of the goblins, naga and ghouls, your job is simple.. keep this place defended until I return, we need a much larger force before we are ready to go on the offensive." I order, making her bow slightly.

"It will be done, Massster~" she promises as I pause.

I really should name her... what was the human I used to make her called again? Oh right, I never asked. She was the first Naga I ever made, from the farmers wife I grabbed... fuck, what's a good name for a Naga?

"From now on, your name is Vesra." I say after a moment, using the first thing that comes to mind as she smiles, her fangs on display.

"Thank you, My Massster." Vesra says, her tone pleased as she stares at me. "I will prove your trussst is not misplaced." she promises as I nod.

"If you come under attack, smash the green gem in my tent and it will alert me." I order, it is tied to a weak and frankly useless ward that I set up purely to act as a warning system. Once broken, I will get a mental warning that my camp is under attack even if the attackers haven't entered my ward range yet.

I mean... if I lose this camp I'll just need to grab more people, it's not the end of the word.

"I believe you. Miza, Izan you are with me, and stop scowling old man." I order as I head back to my tent, focusing on one of the large wardrobes I had brought.

Using my realm magic, I turn the wardrobe into a doorway back to my realm and open it up, sending an order to my ghouls.

I have a much more secure prison cell in my lab, and keeping Lezea and Bryria there will lessen the chances of them escaping. Even if they get out, they will just be trapped in my Fleshcrafting lab and that's not a place you want to be.

They struggle slightly, but Bryria is weak and half starved and Lezea is too low level to really fight off a Ghoul.

Oddly enough, as we move passed the calcified statues of my other prisoners who are awaiting Fleshcrafting, their fight leaves them and they go still as they are thrown into the larger and more spacious cells of my lab.

Or perhaps it is the torture chamber next to the cells, the rack stained with blood that takes their fight away, I've never actually used it but it came pre-bloodied.

"What's with all the statues?" Izan asks, poking one of the few remaining female ones.

"They are calcified humans, my stash for when I need to Fleshcraft more abominations." I admit as Lezea and Bryria are locked away. "Why?"

I could calcify them as well, but I plan on interrogating them both and the cold and frankly creepy lab will do wonders in weakening their resolve.

"Can I have one? The human, not the statue." Izan asks as I sigh.

"I only have four female ones left, and they are all... on the younger side." I admit as he looks over the four female statues among the two dozen statues I have lined up. They are from the slaver camp I attacked before, all the adult women have already been turned into Nagas but I wasn't sure what to do with the younger ones.

They aren't children, but they are barely teens and they wouldn't make good nagas since they'd be weaker than my usual ones.

"I've been on a thousand year dry streak, I'm not picky. Come on... it'll keep me occupied and out of your way." Izan whines as I sigh. He has a point, if giving him a toy keeps him out of trouble it'd be worth it.

I already want to keep him away from Grayfia now that he has a body, but I also don't trust him to keep out of trouble if I leave him in the camp.

"Fine, pick one, but I want to be very clear... if you make any trouble, any trouble at all... I'll just kill your new body and banish you back to hell, then I'll just summon you when I need your help and leave you in hell the rest of the time, are we clear?" I ask making him shiver slightly, his new body more expressive than his ghostly form as he pales to a sickly green.

"Got it, and I want that one." Izan says, pointing to one of the statues. I can see why, out of the four I'd say she's the oldest, or at least the most developed.

Probably fourteen if I had to guess, and as I turn her back to flesh I quickly paralyse her and move her to my... work table.

When I make an abomination, the process has two major parts to it... the mind and the body. When I create a Naga, their mind is warped to become more serpent-like and when I make a Ghoul it just destroys what intelligence they have and makes them mindlessly obedient.

As a small mercy, the least I can do is get rid of this girls mind if I'm leaving her as Izan's toy.

I have no reason to change her body this time... so all I have to do is make the mental alterations without altering her body, easy right?

"What the hell are you doing?" Izan asks as I summon the mists, holding my hand above her frozen body, green mists gathering in my hand before they seep down towards her, entering her body through her partially open mouth and nostrils.

"Shut it, I'm working."

The changes I make are simple, twisting her mind and giving her the same slavish obedience my ghouls have but without completely destroying her intelligence.

I need her willing to do anything for me, but able to act independently like my Nagas can.

After a moment, watching her twitching bodies, I move the mists through her body making... minor changes here and there, improving her endurance and giving her a very minor healing factor, increasing the speeds at which her body can fix itself. It's fairly easy to alter her body to erase or at least minimise certain needs, getting rid of the need for sleep, lowering her hunger and thirst, all it takes is... tweaking and improving a few things here and there.

I don't know how rough Izan plays, but I don't want to have to replace her later.

Finishing off, I take a moment to simply get rid of her womb, she doesn't need it and I don't want to deal with Izan breeding.

Moving back, I smile as the dark-skinned teenager sits up, her body still shaking slightly from the pain of having her body twisted, even with as small changes as hers was.

"Master?" her accented voice asks as she moves off the slab, standing before us.

She's registered as an abomination just called a 'Servant' when I observe her, and it is fitting.

"Strip." I order simply, watching as she immediately removes the already revealing rags from her body, exposing her ebony skin and developing body without a hint of shame or hesitation.

The problem with using this kind of method to make people serve me is simple... it destroys who they used to be. Whatever her name was, she couldn't even tell me any more. She's just a Servant now.

It's why I won't risk actually Fleshcrafting myself until I am far better, what if I destroy my own mind in the process?

"This good enough?" I ask Izan casually as he moves forwards, reaching up with a green clawed hand and groping at her naked breasts, even as she remains still after a mental command from me.

"Oh yeah~ She'll do just fine." Izan cackles in his squeaky voice.

"Good, if you accidentally kill her I'm not giving you a replacement. You, Izan is your master now, you are to follow his orders as if they were my own." I order even as I mentally change that order.

She'll be my eyes and ears when it comes to the horny goblin, Izan is definitely the kind of person I need to keep an eye on after all. If he tries anything, I'll know.

"Understood, Master." she says immediately, bowing as her breasts bounce.

"Good, Izan go find a room and take your toy with you. I have work to do and your voice annoys me." I order simply pointing at the door to the Kuoh estate, making him cackle again as he leads her away.

Grabbing the next statue, I get to work.

I've made a new type of Abomination after all, time to make a few more of them. They can help out at the Dantalion Castle, there's always work to be done after all and Aria will appreciate the extra hands.

And if my two prisoners go a bit quieter as they watch me work? Well, that's just a coincidence.

- Grayfia -

Kuro was a... mysterious one, to say the least.

After picking a room, and coincidentally meeting the two slaves he brought to Kuoh, she intended to find him again to try and set some boundaries over how far he could push her before she pushed back.

To her surprise, he had simply vanished from the estate and she quickly found out how... in the cellar of the estate where he kept his wardstones (something she carefully avoided) there was a simple door, one that looked almost identical to every other door in the cellar.

And yet it reeked of magic, a kind she could not recognise despite her immense magical experience, and as her curiosity pushed her to investigate she discovered something rather interesting about this mysterious door.

She couldn't open it.

No matter how much force she put in, the door refused to budge.

How many forms of magic did this frankly weak brat possess? His personal magic was weak, holding less power than even the weakest devil in Rias's peerage, but he had so many forms of magic at his finger tips despite that fact.

Eventually, her investigations into this unknown magic were interrupted as it burst open, a tiny green creature walking out with a naked human girl behind him, the creature grinning wildly as he marched out.

"Oi, maid. Get out the way, I've got some fucking to do." the creature ordered as she glared at it before she froze.

As a devil, souls were something she was familiar with, especially since she was old enough to remember when Devils took human souls to increase their own power before it was outlawed.

And this creature had two souls inside it, one weak and subdued by the other, far more powerful soul.

"Izan?" she asked, despite herself as she stared down at the possessed creature. Was it another of Kuro's creations, like his snake creatures? If so where did the smaller soul come from? It didn't feel human...

"In the flesh, heh... just not mine. Guess my presence is just so fucking memorable that even this weak form can't hide it. Now you gonna get out my way, bitch?" Izan asked making her scowl before she took a deep breath.

Izan took pleasure in getting a reaction, and as satisfying as killing him would be ow that he had a physical form, it wasn't worth the trouble... especially since he'd most likely just come right back.

"I see your grandson has found you a body that matches your soul, it suits you cretin." Grayfia remarked even as she stood aside, allowing him to pass.

"Ain't very respectful for a maid are you?" Izan scoffed as she smirked.

"I will show you the exact amount of respect you deserve, no more and no less."

"Eh, whatever, I'd spend the night arguing with you but I've got a slave girl to be fucking, come on pet. Have fun whoring yourself out to my grandson, 'Queen of Lucifer'. Bet you won't be feeling so royal with a Dantalion cock in you. Say hi to your wanna-be Lucifer pimp." Izan cackled as he walked past her, making her clench her fists as she glared at the back of his tiny head, his high-pitched cackling heading back upstairs.

It would sting less if it wasn't so close to the truth.

Sirzechs had chosen to give a member of his peerage to another man for personal gain, something that wasn't that unusual among devils, but she was also his wife... and he hadn't even hesitated.

She was no whore, her legs would stay closed and her pussy would remain off limits... but the power balance between them was twisted, and despite his weakness he held the power over her, he'd proven that.

He wouldn't be satisfied with just looking, and she would have to decide between her pride and her duty.

She'd thought about why exposing herself to Kuro had angered and ashamed her so much, she was a Devil after all, modesty was a trait lost on most of her race.

She didn't even show him her naked mound, just her panties... and yet she had to force down the urge to attack him or look away in shame and embarrassment.

The reasoning for it was simple... she wasn't ashamed of letting the younger devil see her panties, she was ashamed that she had to take orders from someone so much younger and weaker.

It was pathetic, for the Strongest Queen to follow the orders of a mere boy, it went against everything she stood for.

And she would have to do so regardless.

She had grown up during the reign of the Old Satans, she had the very concept of Might Makes Right engraved into her very being, it was why she switched sides during the Civil War, Sirzechs, Ajuka, Serafall and Falbium were far stronger than anyone the Old Satan faction had left after the deaths of the Original Satans during the Great War.

The Old Satan faction were simply no longer the strong ones, and following the very code they claimed to uphold she decided to serve the strongest person she could find, her future husband and king.

And now that very man, whose power put him at the top of Devil society... had ordered her to serve a teen with barely a speck of magical power.

She didn't know how long she stood in front of the door, lost in her own thoughts, but as it opened again, her eyes widened in shock as Kuro and another of those green creatures walked out.

As Kuro's power brushed against her own, her mind raced in pure confusion... Kuro still wasn't strong, but in the hours it had been since she saw him last, he had almost doubled in power, his man was both more potent and in far greater amounts as it rolled of him.

Devils could get more powerful by training, magic was almost a muscle and the more it was used the stronger it became, the more you had to use... and while some people were born with more it didn't change the fact that anyone could increase their magical reserves with intense training...

But the increase in power she was feeling now should represent months of intense training at the very least, not hours.

It was because of this that her control slipped, for just a moment.

"How... what did you do? How did you get so much power in so little time?" Grayfia asked, realising her mistake the moment the words left her lips.

"Hmm? Oh, I just worked out for a bit." Kuro said simply, blatantly lying even as her desire to know what the hell was behind that door intensified. "But I have a better question, Grayfia... what was it that got you into this mess in the first place again? Wasn't it... trespassing and sticking your nose into my business?" Kuro asked condescendingly, an amused look in his eyes. "And yet, not a day into your time here... you're already doing it again?"

"I... apologise, M-My Lord." Grayfia said, forcing the words out of her mouth as she focused, making her expression blank.

"You know, when an animal makes a mistake that gets it hurt... it learns not to make the same mistake again. You are smarter than an animal, aren't you?" Kuro asked, walking towards her.

"...I am, My Lord." Grayfia bit out, forcing down her anger at being talked down to like this.

"Then why don't you learn? Why can't you seem to remember your place? My business is just that... Mine. You are here to make up for your foolish mistakes, and I own you no answers." Kuro drawled, stopping just in front of her as his cold eyes locked onto hers, showing no fear despite the power difference.

"I- I understand that, I apologise My Lord, I spoke out of turn." Grayfia said, her tone submissive even as she clenched her fists hard enough to break the skin.

"Hmm, do you really?" Kuro asked, smirking slightly at her subservient tone. "Both of you, follow me." he ordered, looking at his green follower as she nodded.

"Got it, Boss man." she said, her tone less squeaky than Izan's.

"As you wish, My Lord." Grayfia agreed reluctantly, following him as he set off through the manor.

Heading through one of the doors she hadn't explored yet, she froze as they entered the large personal open-aired hot spring, Serafall had clearly gone all out when she had this place renovated for Kuro...

"Right, Miza... go wash yourself, no offence but your kind don't exactly have a mastery of personal hygiene." Kuro said as he gestured to the various hygiene products sitting on the shelves.

"Damn, looks like I picked the right guy to follow... living it large, huh Boss?" 'Miza' asked as she moved over, sniffing one of the soaps before biting it slightly, immediately recoiling. "Ugh, just cause it smells good doesn't mean it's food... got it." she grumbled, grabbed a cloth as well before running across the room and jumping into the hot spring.

"And me.. My Lord?" Grayfia asked, keeping eye contact even as Kuro pulled off his t-shirt and undid his jeans, dropping them.

"You are here as my maid, and I've had a long night... you don't mind bathing me, do you?" Kuro asked with a smirk as he dropped his boxers, a large and semi-erect phallus hanging proudly as her eyes flickered down to it as he took a seat on one of the stools.

"...no, My Lord." Grayfia said stonily as she reached for one of the wooden buckets, ready to fill it with hot water.

"Aren't you forgetting something? You don't want to get your uniform wet, do you?" Kuro asked tauntingly as he stared her down, making her pause before she took a step back.

"My apologies." Grayfia half-growled, her hands moving to her corset robotically as she started to undo the buttons, Kuro smirking at her as he watched her slowly undress.

Removing her corset, she moved onto her shirt as she realised she was very correct before... she cared little for her modesty, having someone see her naked body was barely worth caring about... but being ordered to strip? Even indirectly? It stung her pride something fierce.

As she removed her shirt, she glared at Kuro as his eyes lingered on her bra-clad chest, the plain white bra she wore beneath her uniform struggling to contain her bountiful breasts.

"Hmm, such boring underwear really doesn't suit you... and we have something of a dress code for servants here. I'll let you off this time, but from now on I want you to either wear... appealing underwear or not wear underwear at all, okay?" Kuro asked making her nod even as she forced herself not to respond. "Wonderful, for now just get rid of that plain bra." he ordered as she reached back, internally raging.

She was known throughout the underworld, and countless Devils would kill to see her so exposed... and he had the gall to call her underwear, even as plain as it was, boring?

Unclipping her bra, her breasts immediately bounced free, no longer willing to be confined as Kuro's eyes followed them, clearly enjoying the way her breasts bounced as she dropped her bra.

Not willing to stand around for his entertainment, she quickly unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, her stockings quickly joining it. Doing this slowly would just add to his entertainment and it was easier to just... get it over with.

Pausing for just a moment, she hooked her fingers into her plain white panties and pulled them down quickly, stepping out of them and glaring at Kuro as she dared him to call her boring now.

She might not care too much about modesty, but the amount of men who had seen her in all her glory over the years could be counted on one hand, and only Sirzechs had truly gotten a proper look at her naked body.

And now here she was, standing before a brat lucky enough to get control of her, even temporarily.

As the cold night air brushed against her skin, she frowned at the feeling of her nipples hardening while she stood on display for Kuro, his shaft hardening at the sight of her pale exposed body.

"That's better, now you can start." Kuro said happily as she grabbed the small bucket and filled it with hot water from the tap, feeling his eyes on her backside as she did so.

Moving back to him, she felt her breasts sway with every step, free from their tight confines, and as Kuro's shaft twitched she moved behind him, taking away his view as she poured the hot water over his naked body.

Grabbing a sponge and one of the shower gels (taking a moment to admit that Kuro or whoever bought his hygiene products had good taste as she recognised the brand as an expensive one from the underworld), she got to work cleaning her temporary lord, rubbing the sponge along his back.

Sirzechs better be thankful for all the shit she was going through on his orders.

- Kuro -

Having Grayfia Lucifuge of all people wash my body is something of a power trip and despite the intense urge, I stop myself from making her use her breasts like in those soap house videos I've seen.

She very nearly refused to strip, and I shouldn't push my luck so early.

Oddly enough, the Underworld doesn't really have sex work in the same way the human world does, which surprised me. You wouldn't find any brothels in the cities despite it not being illegal, but that's mostly because of the population I think.

When you have such a relatively small population, I suppose it makes sense that you wouldn't have a load of women (and possibly men, I don't judge) spending their days fucking for money, especially since I haven't really seen any signs of poverty in the Underworld either.

Not everyone is rich, but very few are poor.

It's basically rich pureblood nobles and middle-class reincarnated devils from what I can tell, though that is generalising quite a lot.

Every devil counts, and the New Satans don't want any reincarnated devils running back to the human world because they are poor, so they've put a lot of work into improving life in the Underworld, it's honestly impressive.

As Grayfia moves back in front of me, out of things to clean out of my view, I smirk at her wet and soapy breasts, she couldn't avoid getting wet herself as she rubbed me, and the view is... impressive.

Despite the distraction, it doesn't stop me from doing some work at the same time... specifically searching the entire estate with my detection wards...

As Grayfia cleans my arm, I deliberately push it slightest against her breasts, enjoying the feeling of her soft breasts pressing against my arm. She scowls but says nothing as she keeps cleaning it.

It almost takes my mind away from the problem... where the fuck is this spirit Izan was whining about? You'd think a murderous ghost would be kinda easy to find especially since I have a fucking Spirit ward around the estate to make sure Izan didn't wander off... but the only spectral being it is picking up is Izan.

Which is nice to know since it means it can detect spirits even if they are possessing people.

So where the fuck is this naked spirit with her ghost sword?

...Is Izan just batshit crazy?

You know what, I have the wards ready to find her if she shows up again and there's a chance that Izan is just a loony, so I'm gonna focus on what is important... Grayfia's tits.

I have no idea what it is that makes Devil girls so... busty, though there are exceptions to the rule as Sona proves, but almost all the other devils I've seen have ridiculously large breasts.

Rias, Akeno, even Serafall despite her small stature, but out of all of them, Grayfia has the biggest I've seen so far, or perhaps it is just seeing them utterly naked that makes them seem bigger than Akeno's?

Either way, as I watch her breasts press against my arm, the small pebble sized pink nipples poking over the top of my arm, I smile and thank Satan that Sirzechs was dumb enough to leave her with me.

Moving onto my chest, she stands a few feet in front of me and bends over at the waist to reach my chest, her breasts hanging as gravity does it's job (disproving my theory that Devil breasts are immune to the force of nature). She clearly doesn't want to be too close to the proudly erect shaft as she stares past me, quickly cleaning my chest, making me smile as I look at my new abs, they aren't fully developed yet but doubling my strength, endurance and dexterity has certainly made some changes to my body.

I think I'm even an inch or two taller now, and I'm certainly broader.

Grayfia doesn't share my appreciation of my changing body as she quickly finishes my chest before she glances down at my legs.

I can see the indecision in her eyes as she half-glares at me, but after a long moment she moves again, moving to her knees between my spread legs.

If looks could kill, and with the stupid powers of DxD I wouldn't be surprised, I'd be extremely dead as Grayfia moves onto my legs, lifting them almost roughly to clean the underside of them as she works her way down my leg.

Despite the chilly air and tense atmosphere, I can hear Miza splashing around in the background.

Moving onto my other leg, she is careful to keep her body from brushing against my throbbing erection as it hangs right in front of her, but surely she isn't that deluded.

"You missed a spot." I point out calmly as she goes to rise, making her freeze even as her glare intensifies.

Locking eyes, we both wait for the other to fold first, but I've made my decision and after what seems like an eternity, she falls back to her knees, reaching forwards and grasping my shaft with her soft hand.

-10 Affection with Grayfia for making her do this [-55/100]

+5 Obedience with Grayfia for reminding her of her situation [25/100]

Grabbing her sponge again, she gets to work cleaning my shaft and balls even as her dainty fingers hold it in place, lifting it to give her access to my churning balls.

I am... lets just say extremely horny, but unlike Izan I am not a one pump chump, even as her hand moves down so she can clean the tip, slowly stroking my cock.

But it is over before I can truly enjoy it, Grayfia letting go and rising almost immediately as she backs away, grabbing a towel.

"You can dry yourself, I'm done." Grayfia says, her tone icy cold. As I go to order her to dry me, I pause and smile.

"Of course, I'll be busy for a while so why don't you go turn in for the night, it's already late after all." I say graciously as her eyes narrow, before she wraps herself in the towel, it barely containing her breasts, and grabs her clothes, leaving before I can change my mind.

Heh.

"She's kinda a bitch, huh Boss?" Miza asks as she paddles to the edge of the hot spring and pulls herself up, her tiny green breasts glistening as they come up out of the water.

"She's not used to taking orders, but she'll learn." I say calmly as I stand up, walking towards her.

I've done plenty of work, and that means it is time to play.

"Heh, good luck with that, she scares the shit out of me." Miza admits before her eyes lower down to my crotch, biting her lip as she moves back, allowing me to sit on the edge.

"Is there a problem?" I ask calmly as I smirk at her.

"Err, maybe? I know I said we'd make it fit but I'm just wondering if that's actually gonna fit inside me." Miza admits as she moves closer, leaning down slightly as she stares at my hard cock, her face inches from it as her breath teases the sensitive flesh.

"I thought you said Goblins were stretchy?" I tease as she reaches forwards, taking my dick in one hand as her eyes widen. Her fingers try and wrap around my shaft but they can't meet on the other side, my girth is just a bit too much for that.

I'm... well endowed, and while my length alone is impressive, my girth makes it all the more intimidating for the goblin that is literally half my size as she bites her lip, focusing on the task at hand.

"We are... well, mostly! But that's a big cock, bigger than I expected, and it's gonna take some work to make it fit in me... at least without breaking anything. Guy goblins are lucky if they get a dick that's even a quarter as big as yours." Miza admits as she starts to stroke it, her other hand reaching for my testes, her nimble fingers dancing along my shaft and massaging my balls. "Fuck it, here goes..." Miza says as she takes a deep breath before she leans forwards a bit more and plants her full light-green lips on my cock.

Goblins have two upturned fangs on either side of their mouth, but she is careful not to scratch me as she places light kisses along my manhood, working her way down, making me groan deeply.

I needed this.

Reaching the bottom, she sticks out her tongue and drags it along my cock back to the tip, her pink eyes locked with my own as she parts her lips and starts to take the tip between them, her jaw opening as wide as it can as she lets my cockhead slide into her warm and wet mouth.

It hits the back of her throat almost immediately making her eyes widen and water slightly as it begins to push into her tight throat, her small mouth simply unable to take more than the first few inches and despite her best efforts, she is forced to pull back, coughing slightly before she has even managed to take two-thirds of my dick.

Frowning to herself, she starts stroking it again as she kisses and licks the top half, both her small hands stroking the lower half.

Credit where it's due, she isn't giving up as she makes sure to drool on my cock as much as possible, rubbing the saliva along it in preparation for what is to come.

"That's it, good girl." I say with a groan as I place a hand on her blonde hair, stroking it slightly as she laps at my dick. "Move back and open your mouth." I order as I feel my climax quickly approaching.

Pulling back, she wraps both hands around my shaft and strokes wildly, her mouth wide open with her tongue hanging out waiting for the reward for her effort.

Grunting slightly, I watch as my dick starts to twitch in her hand before it finally bursts, a string of thick white seed shooting out and hitting Miza on the chin, her aim slightly off as she quickly corrects it, even as it starts to drip down onto her breasts.

The second shot is far more accurate as it lands almost perfectly on her tongue and in her open mouth, only a little missing and hanging from her lip. Pausing for a moment to show the cum on her tongue, she closes her mouth and audibly gulps several times, reopening her mouth and sticking her tongue back out, no trace of cum in sight as she smirks almost proudly.

"Not bad, thought it'd taste worse to be honest." Miza admits as she rises to her full height, still staring up at me despite my seated position before she looks back at my still hard cock. "Right... now we just gotta fit that thing in me." Miza says, gulping slightly as she looks at her naked and wet pussy, the tiny green slit hopefully prepared for the package headed its way. "I know you're the boss, but can I try and set the pace this time?" Miza asks making me chuckle.

"Miza, I'm a lazy bastard. Of course you can do the work." I deadpan making her smirk.

"Making others do your job ain't lazy, it's just being smart Boss." Miza says making me chuckle even as she walks closer, her brows furrowed in thought.

+5 Affection with Miza for not wrecking her tiny green pussy [25/100]

Sometimes I think you have too much fun with those Isis.

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Systems need fun as well, and I don't have a body so I have to make do with what I have.

Heh, can't blame you for having fun.

Focusing back on Miza, I smirk as she moves towards me, practically climbing me to get above my cock, her small breasts pressed against my chest, her hardened nipples digging into my stomach.

Reaching up and gripping my shoulders, she starts to move and lower herself down, pausing as her slit comes in contact with my still throbbing cock, taking a deep breath as I reach down and grab her surprisingly supple goblin ass.

Taking a moment to prepare herself, she starts to lower herself again, her lower lips spreading to allow my dick to push into her almost painfully tight cunt.

When I say she is impossibly tight, I really do mean it as her velvety insides constrict around my shaft, squeezing it harder than anything I've ever felt before. Helia is skilled with her mouth, and there hasn't been a day gone by when I haven't had her or Aria on their knees under my desk, but feeling this tiny cunt clamp down on my shaft is a different feeling altogether.

Both are enjoyable, and after a moment I realise I don't have to decide which is better because Aria, Helia and Miza are all mine. Why chose when I can just have all of the above.

Pausing as the first couple of inches enter her, she takes a shaky breath and ever so slowly slides down my shaft, her tiny pussy taking inch after inch of my length despite the size difference.

Moving her back a bit and looking down at her stomach, I can see the outline of my cock start to appear as her stomach bulges, a loud moan leaving her mouth as she tries to take my entire length, only a couple of inches left outside.

"You okay there?" I ask as she pauses again, panting slightly as she looks up at me with wide eyes.

"I-I'm fine, Boss... just starting to realise those stories of goblin girls fucking trolls and ogres ain't as unrealistic as I thought." Miza admits as she takes the plunge, a load moan escaping her as she slams down and takes the rest of my cock in one go. "And I thought elf girls were the ones made for fucking." she moans out as she pauses, my entire shaft inside her tight quim. "Fuck... I've never felt this full before~"

"Heh, guess goblin girls were built to get fucked as well... you ready to really get started?" I ask as she pauses, looking down at the bulge on her stomach my shaft has made.

"F-fuck it, go wild Boss man." Miza agrees as I smirk, using my grip on her ass to lift her back off my cock until only the tip is still inside... right before I simply drop her, groaning as she slides right back down my shaft, much faster this time, my cock slick with her juices.

Losing my (second) virginity to a goblin isn't quite how I saw it happening, but damn if it doesn't feel good.

- Later -

Slamming my hips forward, Miza lets out a loud but muffled scream into my bedsheets as she presses her face into them, sticking her ass in the air as much as she can on her knees as I kneel behind her, my body towering over her own.

"F-fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck." Miza mumbles as I go to town, rutting into her incredibly tight asshole, forcing it to stretch to accommodate my shaft.

Miza wasn't kidding about goblins being... stretchy, and despite the large log of meat currently rearranging her intestines, she shows no pain, moaning and whimpering as her next orgasm crashes over her, leaving her a shuddering mess.

Her pussy, still gaping slightly, leaks a small river of cum from our previous session, staining the thankfully enchanted bedsheets. They'll be clean soon enough, that's the magic of the Ultimate Bed.

Groaning myself, I bottom out inside her ass one last time as my dick gives one last attempt at an orgasm, twitching as the smallest load is deposited inside the tight green ass.

Taking a moment to catch my breath, I pull back and groan as my dick escapes its fleshy prison with a pop, falling onto the bed as I lay on my back, barely able to move.

What time is it?

Looking out of the window, I pause as I see the sun glaring back at me accusingly.

Oh.

Moving between my legs, Miza lays on the bed and props herself up on her and nuzzles my cock.

"Boss, anyone ever told you that you have too much energy?" Miza asks as she kisses my shaft slightly.

"...usually they tell me I'm too lazy." I admit as I lean back, feeling my eyes attempting to close.

"Hehe, guess you just needed the right motivation... gonna be sore for a week." Miza groans as I pull her up onto my chest. "Then I'll probably be bloated for a month."

"Hmm?"

"I mean, you came in my pussy like... four, five times?" Miza says casually as my eyes shoot open. "Err... you do know that goblins are super fertile right?" she asks after a moment. "You know those days that human girls have every month were they are easy to knock up? Well, goblins don't really have that... or I guess we always have that?"

"...Devils are incredibly infertile." I point out making her pause before she shrugs.

"Well, give it a couple of days and we'll know. Goblin pregnancies only last a month and it starts showing almost immediately." Miza says with a bored shrug.

"Then what about Shanx?"

How would a goblin prostitute work if she was going to be constantly pregnant?

"Oh, her? Yeah, she uses some herbs from the forest in her tea that stop her from getting knocked up. Bad for business I guess." Miza explains, still sounding utterly casual about the possibility of her getting knocked up. "Eh, don't worry about it boss, goblins grow fast so any kid will be old enough to look after themselves in like a couple of months, then you can just send them to the camp to earn their keep or something."

...Goblins aren't the best at parenting, are they?

"Fuck it, I'm too tired to care right now anyway." I admit making her laugh.

"That's the spirit boss, if it happens it happens." Miza says, closing her eyes and resting her head on my chest.

As much as I want to go to sleep, I have one thing I need to do before I do so...

Still, this is what I have a familiar for.

- Aria -

Watching the silver-haired maid walk away, she narrowed her eyes as she watched her leave.

She didn't like this Grayfia, and despite the older and much more powerful woman's pride, unless Kuro said so then Aria was still in charge of the servants and slaves of the house, no matter how much it irked the devils pride to take orders from her. Was she scared when the glass started frosting up? Yes... but if she folded, she had a feeling she'd never get her position back.

She didn't like it, she didn't like the fact that Kuro suddenly had countless people around him, it made her plans harder than they had to be... if they were still at the castle she'd be one of only two women around for him to pay attention to, but now she was simply one of many... and that was something she had to do something about.

She couldn't get rid of the other women, but she could at least try and find a way to increase her own standing in Kuro's eyes...

As she plotted, a flash of purple flames made her jump before she calmed almost immediately watching the lazy bird her master called his familiar drop a piece of paper on the table next to her before vanishing again, no doubt heading back to her perch to sleep.

Much like her master who was no doubt going to sleep the day away, it was almost reassuring to see her beloved Kuro acting like himself again even if he had clearly been doing... something last night.

Reading the message from her master, her lips quirked as she looked back in the direction Grayfia had stormed off.

She couldn't really do anything to the immensely powerful woman... but she could provide her master with the tools he needed to put her in her place.

- Grayfia -

"You summoned me, My King?" Grayfia asked as she teleported into Sirzechs private study, making him smile at her calmly. She didn't smile back making him chuckle slightly.

"Ahh, good. I have a small job for you. I need something to be delivered to our new friend, and I believe it will be better if it comes from you as you already are staying in his estate, Kuro has had more than enough people barging in recently after all." Sirzechs said happily, pulling a letter out of his desk drawer and passing it over to her.

"...is that the only reason you called for me?" she asked, looking at the letter, and the two seals on it... the seals of the offices of Lucifer and Beelzebub.

"Hmm? Oh, Millicas is fine, I took him to one of those lovely human theme parks, we really should make a devil equivalent sometime. He sends his love, of course." Sirzechs said casually as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"...I see, how long will I be remaining with Dantalion?"

"Lord Dantalion, and quite possibly the future Lord Gäap and Leviathan as well, given Ajuka has already tested the blood and confirmed Izan's claims. Do remember to treat him with respect, Grayfia... it was your lack of respect that endangered our relationship with him after all." Sirzechs scolded as she stared at him. "With him being the confirmed descendant of one of the Original Satans, we have to tread carefully. It won't be long before the Old Satan Faction hears of this, they have spies everywhere and Ajuka is some of his staff are spying for them but he hasn't been able to root them out yet, both the knowledge of Kuro's lineage and the knowledge of the fate may all share, both of these things will become public sooner or later, and we can't have the dissidents use your attitude to convince Kuro to join his only living family. I'm trying to have Katerea Leviathan tracked down, but she seems to have vanished." Sirzechs admitted, scowling slightly before it vanished behind a smile.

"...it could be a coincidence." Grayfia offered, frowning herself at the thought of one of the Old Satan Factions leaders simply disappearing. That was never a good sign.

"And it most likely is, Katerea is a minor problem at best, usually barely worth paying attention to despite her lineage. But if she has already heard about Kuro's own lineage, by some method we aren't aware of or worse from the Old Satan Factions mysterious benefactor, she could become a major problem. If she convinces Kuro to join his family a lot of plans are going to fall through, I have people looking into Iaxes and Nyra Dantalion's death, if we can prove the Old Satan Faction were responsible then we can turn him against them but I can't just frame them since Kuro may just summon his parents spirits and ask them, if I claim it was one group and the murder victim themselves say something else it would be a disaster." Sirzechs said, frowning to himself. "So to answer your question? You'll be remaining by Kuro's side to keep the Old Satan Faction at bay, until such a time when the threat of them stealing him away from under us is dealt with."

"Why not have Kuro call his parents spirits?" Grayfia asked making Sirzechs laugh bitterly.

"Because I have no idea who killed them, and while I believe the Old Satans were involved... there are plenty of Pillar Lords who would rather keep the number of Pillar Houses small to keep their power and importance, my own father among them. With so few Houses left, the few lords remaining have a lot more power and land than they would if all the Houses remained, and they know it... while many are happy to have one return to the fold, more than a few are not. That's not even getting into the possibility that it was a House that had a grudge against the Gäap family. If we have him call the spirits of his parents back and they point the finger at the pillar houses, what do you think his response would be? If I find the guilty party among our people, I will deal with them first and tell Kuro once they've already been captured or killed, but I'd rather know before Kuro does... not at the same time." Sirzechs explained. "I have no idea if he has already summoned them, nor do I know what their relationship was like, but I won't be the one to push him to do so if it could ruin everything."

"...I see, so I'm to remain with him?"

"You are, I have plans to mend the rift between our race and stop a civil war from destroying us, and Kuro has quickly become a lynchpin in them. The revelation of the Hell that awaits us could cause utter chaos, or I might be able to use it but that relies on you delivering that letter to Kuro. Ajuka was... very interested in the idea of an afterlife for Devils, enough that he even called on an... acquaintance as well, but with it being family magic it means we are treading on thin ice trying to experiment without Kuro's agreement and assistance. That's what the letter is, a request for Kuro to take part in an experiment with Ajuka and his acquaintance to discover as much about this afterlife as we can. Who goes there? Is it as bad for everyone as it was for Izan or was he just a special case? We have may questions, and no answers." Sirzechs said with a smile. "I'll be counting on you to ensure Kuro accepts."

"I... understand, My King." Grayfia said, bowing slightly as she pocketed the letter. "I- while I am serving him, is there anything you wish for me to avoid?"

As her husband leaned back, he sighed slightly.

"No, your role is to serve him to the best of your abilities, keeping a watchful eye on those who would do him harm or lure him away. I understand you do not enjoy this Fia, but remember what is at stake here." Sirzechs said simply.

"And if he wishes for me to... serve him in a more personal manner?" she asked, making him chuckle again, a cynical sound.

"Sexually, you mean? Fia, do you know what the usual punishment for a member of a Peerage attempting to steal family secrets from another Pillar House is?" Sirzechs asked, making her pause before she shook her head. "Death, the execution of the Peerage member at the very least. Instead, your punishment was serving him temporarily to make up for your mistake, an incredibly light punishment in the grand scheme of things, especially considering the scandal should the other Lords hear about the Queen of a Satan committing such a crime. The biggest reason you got away with such a light punishment is simple, you are an incredibly beautiful woman and Kuro is a young lustful Devil. I made that offer knowing full well it would lead Kuro taking advantage of his power over you, to save you from the incredibly unpleasant position you put both yourself, and me, into." Sirzechs explained, his voice stern.

Staying silent, she stared at her husband and King, shocked to hear him simply confirm it. Shame, disgust, anger, and shock ran through her, even as relief joined the mix, realising now how serious her mistake had been. Sirzechs would not have allowed her executed, Devil-king could not lose a fighter of his skill, but if it had become public... lose-lose didn't quite describe the severity of the situation.

"I... I see." Grayfia asked, her voice quiet.

"I imagine you do. I realise this is unpleasant, you've always been a prideful woman, Fia... but as one of the leaders of our race, I cannot put your pride or dignity above the survival of our kind. No one devil, or one family for that matter, should be put above the good of the whole race." Sirzechs said, his tone soft as he gave her a sad smile.

"And yet you constantly interfere in her engagement for Rias." Grayfia muttered, not even really meaning to.

"Because very little good, if any, will come of Rias and Riser's marriage. Certainly, both families would benefit for it but the race as a whole will gain no benefit from Rias being in a unhappy marriage. Make no mistake, if Rias marrying Riser would improve the position of our race, I'd marry them myself today. It's my job as the Satan Lucifer to put my race above everything else, even my family, even myself. It is what makes the difference between me and my predecessor, the original Lucifer ruled with an iron fist and always put himself first, doing whatever benefited him even at the expense of his friends, allies and race. I will not be the second coming of that man." Sirzechs swore, making her smile slightly despite herself.

His power had drawn her to him, but it had been his personality that had made her fall for him, a personality that had endured the centuries even if he had grown more cynical after so many years in charge.

"I understand, I will... do my part to keep Kuro on our side." Grayfia promised quietly, making him smile slightly.

Saying something and doing it was very different however, and pride had always been her greatest flaw.

- Kuro -

"Lord Dantalion, please wake up." a cold voice said as I groan into the pillow, my goblin body-pillow gone to get something to eat. Helia adapts well to the bullshit that is my life and had no problem showing our newest resident around.

It's still dark outside, so why are people bothering me?

"...Why?" I ask as I look at Grayfia, making her scowl slightly as she holds out a fancy looking letter.

"I have been asked to deliver this by my King... and you have slept for almost thirty-six hours. This letter is urgent, and the sender cannot be kept waiting because you want to hibernate." Grayfia says sternly, scolding me even as my eyes shoot open.

Checking the clock proves her words true... I ended my fun with Miza at around seven am and it's eight pm now... the next day.

Whoops. I thought it was yesterday... kinda misplaced a day. It happens.

"Fine, fine. I take it this is important?" I ask as I sit up.

"It has the seal of two Satans, half the leaders of our race. Yes, it is very important." Grayfia points out as I look at it.

"Ugh, go to my office and wait for me there." I order as I get up, watching her leave, biting back a response.

Getting dressed, I can't help but think something is... wrong.

As I pull my shirt on, I immediately realise the problem.

Where the fuck is Izan?

Heading out of my room, I make a stop at the room he picked for himself before going to deal with Grayfia.

Opening the door, I pause as I look over the scene before me.

...summoning Izan back, I simply gesture at the room with a tired stare.

"There's no ghost Izan, you're crazy Izan. Look at what that spirit bitch did to my body!" Izan growls as he gestures to the meat puppet he was using.

Turning back to the goblin, or to be precious the largest part of the goblin that is in one place, I take a moment to admit he might have been right.

Kicking the mutilated corpse slightly, I look over the slashed up body, glancing around the room at the different bits and pieces she's left around... chunks of flesh and limbs scattered across the room is a nice touch.

"Seriously, how did you piss her off so much?" I ask.

"I didn't even fucking do anything! I was balls deep in that useless bitch when she appeared behind me and started slashing. Servant my ass, didn't even try and help." Izan growls. "Didn't even get to finish..."

"I was made by my master for a non-combat role." his sex toy says simply, unharmed as she stands in the corner of the room covered in goblin blood. "I possess no combat skills what so ever."

"So, she's killed you twice... for no reason?" I ask sceptically, making him shrug.

"Look, I've pissed off a whole lot of people, but I've never seen this bitch before in my life... or afterlife. If I had, I'd be mocking her. Look, can you just get me a new body already, it feels a lot colder now that I remember what having a body feels like." Izan asks after a moment. "Please? Pretty fucking please? Also, can we stick this ghost bitch in a body so we can see how she likes a bit of impalement."

"I wonder if she can just instinctively tell that you're an asshole and that's why she's trying to kill you?"

"Can't be, if she was after assholes she'd have gutted you in your sleep."

"...fair."

- Bonus Scene – Cat got your tongue? -

Infiltrating the Underworld when you were one of the most wanted Devils alive was... troublesome.

But while people could call her teasing, mischievous and even lazy... no one could accuse her of being incompetent and after considerable effort and risk, she'd done it... she'd returned to the Underworld for the first time in years.

But that left her with another problem, who was she supposed to find someone using realm magic when she didn't have a clue what realm magic looked or felt like?

She'd tried eavesdropping on important and connected figures, and found nothing, she'd even broken into the records office in the capital, risking life and limb to get the information that would stop Ophis from disintegrating her on a whim.

And she had found... nothing.

She was at a loss.

As a void appeared next to her, she jumped back with a yelp as she called on her Senjutsu before immediately dropping it as the Gothic Loli of Death appeared beside her, the blank eyes staring through her.

"...not in the underworld." Ophis said simply, making Kuroka pause.

"W-what do you mean, my lady?"

Please, please don't mean what she thought it meant.

"They've moved. In the human world. Japan." Ophis droned, her tone unchanging.

- Kuro -

-30 Affection with Kuroka for wasting her time [-30/100]

Staring at the notification, I can't help but feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

What the fuck did I do?

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