Jason's exhaustion finally caught up with him as he climbed back into bed beside Jessica. Her warm
body curled against his, and within moments, sleep claimed him completely.
The dreamscape materialized around him gradually, like fog lifting to reveal a hidden landscape. Jason
found himself standing in what could only be described as the most luxurious marketplace he'd ever seen
—though calling it a marketplace felt inadequate. Golden columns stretched toward a sky that shimmered
with colors that didn't exist on Earth, supporting a vaulted ceiling inlaid with precious gems that pulsed
with their own inner light. The floor beneath his feet was polished marble that reflected everything like still
water, and all around him floated displays of goods from across countless worlds—silks that moved like
liquid, weapons that hummed with power, foods that made his mouth water just from their appearance.
"Impressive, isn't it?"
Jason turned to find Mercurio materializing from a swirl of golden coins that seemed to pour from the air
itself. The god of commerce looked exactly as he had when they'd first met—impeccably dressed in a suit
that cost more than most people's houses, with that knowing smile that suggested he was always three
steps ahead of everyone else.
"Mercurio," Jason said, finding his voice. "This is... where are we?"
"My personal domain," Mercurio said, gesturing around them with obvious pride. "The Eternal Exchange.
Every transaction that has ever occurred, every deal that has ever been struck, every moment of
commerce across all the worlds—they all echo here." He walked toward Jason, his shoes clicking on the
marble floor. "But we're not here to discuss metaphysics. We're here because I wanted to check in on my
newest champion."Jason felt a surge of pride at the word 'champion.' "How am I doing?"
Mercurio's smile widened into a genuine grin. "Oh, Jason. You've exceeded even my expectations, and I
don't say that lightly." He circled Jason slowly, looking him up and down like a proud parent. "I've had
champions before, you understand. Hundreds of them across the centuries. Some were brilliant
merchants who built empires. Others were charismatic leaders who could sell ice to frost giants. But
you..." He stopped in front of Jason, his eyes gleaming. "You took to this world like you were born for it.
The way you've embraced your abilities, the way you've already begun building loyalty with your staff, the
natural dominance you display—it's exactly what I was hoping for when I chose you."
"Thank you," Jason said, feeling the weight of the compliment. "I have to admit, this is everything I ever
wanted. Money, power, beautiful women who actually want me..."
"And you're going to have so much more," Mercurio interrupted, raising one finger. Golden light began to
swirl around it. "In fact, I'm so pleased with your progress that I'm giving you a reward. The next three
hundred miles of the world are now fully unlocked to you."
Jason's eyes widened. "Three hundred miles? That's—"
"A lot of territory, yes. Cities, towns, villages, wilderness—all of it now accessible. Which means more
customers, more opportunities, and..." Mercurio's smile turned mischievous. "More women. Which brings
me to something important we need to discuss."
The god snapped his fingers, and suddenly they were surrounded by floating images—hundreds of them,
maybe thousands. Jason stared in amazement as he saw beings he'd only ever imagined in fantasy
novels and games. Elves with features so perfect they seemed almost unreal. Dwarves with elaborate
braids and fierce expressions. Beings made of living crystal. Women with scales, with fur, with wings, with
features he couldn't even begin to categorize.
"On the world of Gerra, across the seven continents, there are various races," Mercurio explained, waving
his hand to make the images rotate slowly around them. "It's no longer just a skin thing, Jason. We're
talking about fundamental biological diversity. There are hundreds of races on Gerra—it would blow your
mind if I tried to explain them all. Elves alone have dozens of subspecies. High elves, wood elves, dark
elves, sun elves, moon elves, star elves... and that's just scratching the surface."
Jason turned slowly, trying to take it all in. "And I can..."
"Impregnate them? Oh yes. Ninety-nine point nine percent of them, to be precise." Mercurio chuckled.
"The Creator god of Gerra is one freaky guy, let me tell you. He designed the world so that most species
can interbreed, which has led to some very interesting hybrid populations. Your Unstoppable Fertility
ability works on almost all of them."
"Jesus," Jason breathed, his mind reeling at the possibilities.
"Actually, instead of explaining it all, I'm going to let you see firsthand," Mercurio said, waving his hand to
dismiss the floating images. "Actually, maybe ask Jessica. It's what she's there for, kinda." He chuckled,
the sound like coins clinking together. "You know, besides fucking you and working for you and loving
you."
Jason nodded slowly, still processing. "This is... a lot."
"But honestly, I'm pleased," Mercurio said, his tone becoming more serious. "Keep on earning and living
happy, Jason. That's all I ask. Build your empire, satisfy your desires, and let the money flow. Commerce
is the lifeblood of civilization, and you're going to help it pump through this world's veins."
"I will," Jason promised. "I won't let you down."
"OH!" Mercurio suddenly exclaimed, snapping his fingers. "I almost forgot! I'm throwing in another ability."
His smile turned absolutely wicked. "You can now make your dick as big as you want."Jason blinked. "What?"
"You heard me. Want to be two feet long? Done. Three feet? Why not? Want to be thick as your arm? Go
for it." Mercurio's eyes gleamed with mischief. "You can't decrease it smaller than thirteen and a half
inches though—sorry, not sorry. But bigger? Sky's the limit, my friend. Or rather, your partner's physical
limits are the limit, but you get the idea."
"That's..." Jason didn't even know what to say. The possibilities were staggering.
But then Mercurio's expression changed. The playful mischief drained away, replaced by something
Jason hadn't seen before—genuine seriousness. The god stepped closer, his eyes locking onto Jason's
with an intensity that made Jason's breath catch.
"Listen closely, Jason," Mercurio said, his voice dropping to a tone that commanded absolute attention.
"Jokes aside, the gender balance is about to become a problem in the next fifty years. The birth rates
across Gerra have been skewing heavily female for generations now—we're talking eight or nine girls
born for every boy. It's getting worse, not better. Your children will be needed to usher in a new era of
great things for this world. Or at least, that's my hope as my chosen champion."
Jason felt the weight of those words settle on his shoulders. "You're saying I'm here to... what, repopulate
the world?"
"In a manner of speaking." Mercurio's expression softened slightly. "You're here to father a new
generation. Strong children. Healthy children. Children who will grow up to be leaders, merchants,
warriors, scholars—whatever this world needs. Your Unstoppable Fertility isn't just about satisfying your
desires, Jason. It's about ensuring Gerra's future."
"I understand," Jason said quietly.
"Good." Mercurio's smile returned, though it carried a hint of that earlier seriousness. "Now, use that dick
and fuck as many women of different races as possible. Doesn't matter how small, mostly—the Creator
god made sure the biology works out. Halflings, gnomes, even pixies if you're feeling adventurous.
Spread your seed far and wide, Jason Walker. Make me proud."
"I will," Jason said, feeling a strange mixture of arousal and responsibility.
"Now toodaloo!" Mercurio said cheerfully, snapping his fingers.
The dreamscape shattered like glass, and Jason felt himself falling through darkness toward
consciousness.
Jason became aware of sensation before he fully woke—wet heat, suction, the feeling of a tongue
working against sensitive skin. His cock was hard, achingly so, and someone was definitely sucking it.
No, two someones. One mouth on his shaft, another on his balls.
His eyes fluttered open to find Rachel's red hair bobbing up and down as she worked his cock with
dedicated enthusiasm. Her lips were stretched around his thickness, and she was taking him deeper with
each bob of her head, her throat working to accommodate his size. Meanwhile, Jessica's blonde head
was positioned lower, her mouth and tongue lavishing attention on his balls with obvious devotion.
The sight alone nearly made him cum.
Rachel must have sensed his consciousness because she looked up, her green eyes meeting his. She
pulled off his cock with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his tip for a moment before
breaking. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and glistening.
"Did you sleep well?" she asked, smiling at him with such genuine warmth that it made his chest tight.
"Yes," Jason managed, his voice rough with sleep and arousal.Then, feeling the dominant energy that had been growing in him since he arrived in this world, he added
with authority: "Who says you could stop?"
Rachel's eyes widened, and he saw her pupils dilate with pure arousal. Her breath caught, and when she
spoke, her voice was thick with need. "Yes, daddy. Anything for you."
She dove back onto his cock with renewed fervor, and this time she didn't hold back. Rachel opened her
throat and swallowed him down, taking him deeper than before. Jason felt the head of his cock hit the
back of her throat, felt her gag slightly, but she didn't pull back. Instead, she pushed forward, forcing
herself to take more, her nose getting closer and closer to his pelvis.
"Fuck," Jason groaned, his hands moving to tangle in her red hair. "That's it, Rachel. Take it all."
She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending pleasure shooting up his spine. Her technique was
incredible—she'd hollow her cheeks on the upstroke, creating intense suction, then relax her throat on the
downstroke to take him as deep as possible. Saliva dripped down his shaft, making everything slick and
messy, and the wet sounds of her sucking filled the room.
Every few strokes, she'd gag, her throat convulsing around his tip, but she never stopped. If anything, it
seemed to spur her on. Her hands gripped his thighs for leverage, and she fucked her own face on his
cock with desperate enthusiasm, like she needed this more than air.
Meanwhile, Jessica was giving his balls the worship they deserved. She'd take one fully into her mouth,
rolling it gently with her tongue, bathing it in wet heat before releasing it with a soft pop and moving to the
other. Then she'd lick the seam between them, her tongue tracing every ridge and fold, before nuzzling
them with her cheeks and nose like she was scent-marking him.
"Mmm," Jessica hummed, the sound vibrating against his sensitive sack. "I love your balls so much,
Jason. They taste so good, feel so good. I could do this all day."
She took both balls into her mouth at once, somehow managing to fit them despite their size, and Jason
nearly lost his mind. The sight of his first partner with her mouth stretched around his sack while Rachel
deep-throated his cock was almost too much to handle.
"Jesus Christ," he gasped, his hips starting to thrust up involuntarily. "You two are going to make me cum
so fucking hard."
Rachel pulled back just enough to speak, though she kept stroking him with one hand. "That's the idea,
daddy. We want your cum. Need it. Please give it to us."
Then she was back to sucking, taking him even deeper, and Jason felt his orgasm building at the base of
his spine. His hands tightened in Rachel's hair, and he started to guide her movements, fucking up into
her throat in rhythm with her bobs.
"I'm close," he warned, his voice strained. "Fuck, Rachel, I'm going to cum down your throat."
She moaned enthusiastically, and that was all it took. Jason's orgasm hit him like a freight train, his whole
body going rigid as pleasure exploded through him. His cock pulsed, shooting rope after rope of thick cum
directly down Rachel's throat, and she swallowed it all without hesitation. He could feel her throat
working, milking him, taking every drop he had to give.
The orgasm seemed to last forever, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over him until he was gasping
and shaking. When it finally subsided, Rachel pulled off slowly, making sure to catch every last drop with
her tongue. She sat back with a satisfied smile, licking her lips.
Jessica popped his balls out of her mouth and looked up at him with obvious disappointment. "I was
hoping for some," she said with a pout.Jason reached down and cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing over her lower lip. "You'll have some
later, don't worry."
Jessica's expression brightened immediately. She leaned up, crawling over his body until she could kiss
him. Her lips were soft and warm, and she tasted faintly of his own musk from worshipping his balls. The
kiss was deep and passionate, her tongue sliding against his.
When she finally pulled back, she smiled at him with such genuine affection that it made his chest warm.
"Good morning, Jason. I hope you have a great day."
"With a wake-up call like that? How could I not?" Jason replied, grinning.