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"description": "WARNING: READ THE TAGS\nANOTHER WARNING: DOWNLOAD THE .DOC, THE TEXTBOX REMOVES TOO MUCH FORMATTING\n\nRemember when I said \"I won't be uploading any of the full fodder I come up with because, frankly, I don't want to be associated with it\"?\n\nWell, I lied, I will be posting one of them. This happens to be the longest file in the folder, meaning I've spent way more time in this particular fantasy world than anywhere else. It follows all of the fetish-switching and general horniness of the rest of my private stuff, but I happened to devote so much time to it during previous periods of escapism that it managed to turn from just \"hey, I'm a king, do what I say\" porn to a relatively interesting and well-written world. The main reason I'm posting it now is because:\nA. I haven't added anything to it in a while. Real life has picked up in good ways and my attention has turned towards other stories, and\nB. I intend to reuse large parts of this world for other projects. The first being a simple write-up of various areas and rules that I'll be posting to my FA account (same username).\n\nRegarding this story, Mittens makes a return here, but in a different role and without the \"friendship\" business. Why, you ask, Mr. Dude-that-read-and-remembered-the-previous-submission? The way the story continued from the end of that submission, Mittens basically turned into an adventure companion, like Navi from TLOZ. This story started as an amalgamation of several characters from several other \"Fodder\" stories, so naturally Mittens made it in, too.\n\nSpeaking of, there are some things you should be aware of if you actually intend to read this:\n- This story was not meant to be posted anywhere. As such, explanations are weird. Some stuff is overexplained just because I like randomly explaining things and fleshing out ideas, but you will notice that most of the base characters in this story have very little description, or no description at all.\n- Again, this story was not meant to be posted anywhere. As such, some (or many) parts of the story are going to sound stupid, and the fetishes presented are somewhat unfocused. If you're looking for only one particular thing, try a Ctrl-F or something.\n- Despite all that, the story does attempt to follow a basic flow of logic. That's just how my mind works. Things have to make sense; I don't care if there's giant penises all over the place. This is episodic, but it's probably not going to be QUITE AS cum-laden as you expect. There's also probably plot holes n' such that I just never caught, and there's very little romance of any kind because I'm bad at romance.\n- Related to that point, some parts of this story get emotional as I delve into each character more and more. I don't know why, but the more I worked on this, the more I wanted the characters to have lives and backstories. Many of them are quite tragic. Not sure if that was just me in my slump projecting onto them (my real life has never been that bad), or if there's just something about tragedy that I find entertaining.\n- The logic and flow is sort of punctured by my use of a couple of random Nintendo species, and also Tozy (who's species is from space, so he doesn't actually belong here). Just don't worry about it, okay?\n\nAlso, while this story is largely unedited from the original file, I did have to change some names. The King's name has been edited out for... well, obvious reasons. Just, uhh... put your own name in the blank! Yeah, do that. A couple of other names were also edited because, well, I liked those names and I wanted to use them elsewhere outside of porn. Those names were changed to \"Pea\" and \"Rayo Shark\". The rest of the names were left as-is (yes, I had a few characters that were directly named after their species).\n\nSo, there it is. Have fun...\n\nOh, I forgot to mention. [b]This is a BOOK.[/b] Seriously, this is a really freakin' long story, and it doesn't even end appropriately because of the never-ending nature of \"fodder\" stories. It's almost 69000 words.\nI'm not saying that to be funny, though it is funny. The story literally is almost 69000 words. Be careful!",
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ANOTHER WARNING: DOWNLOAD THE .DOC, THE TEXTBOX REMOVES TOO MUCH FORMATTING
Remember when I said "I won't be uploading any of the full fodder I come up with because, frankly, I don't want to be associated with it"?
Well, I lied, I will be posting one of them. This happens to be the longest file in the folder, meaning I've spent way more time in this particular fantasy world than anywhere else. It follows all of the fetish-switching and general horniness of the rest of my private stuff, but I happened to devote so much time to it during previous periods of escapism that it managed to turn from just "hey, I'm a king, do what I say" porn to a relatively interesting and well-written world. The main reason I'm posting it now is because:
A. I haven't added anything to it in a while. Real life has picked up in good ways and my attention has turned towards other stories, and
B. I intend to reuse large parts of this world for other projects. The first being a simple write-up of various areas and rules that I'll be posting to my FA account (same username).
Regarding this story, Mittens makes a return here, but in a different role and without the "friendship" business. Why, you ask, Mr. Dude-that-read-and-remembered-the-previous-submission? The way the story continued from the end of that submission, Mittens basically turned into an adventure companion, like Navi from TLOZ. This story started as an amalgamation of several characters from several other "Fodder" stories, so naturally Mittens made it in, too.
Speaking of, there are some things you should be aware of if you actually intend to read this:
- This story was not meant to be posted anywhere. As such, explanations are weird. Some stuff is overexplained just because I like randomly explaining things and fleshing out ideas, but you will notice that most of the base characters in this story have very little description, or no description at all.
- Again, this story was not meant to be posted anywhere. As such, some (or many) parts of the story are going to sound stupid, and the fetishes presented are somewhat unfocused. If you're looking for only one particular thing, try a Ctrl-F or something.
- Despite all that, the story does attempt to follow a basic flow of logic. That's just how my mind works. Things have to make sense; I don't care if there's giant penises all over the place. This is episodic, but it's probably not going to be QUITE AS cum-laden as you expect. There's also probably plot holes n' such that I just never caught, and there's very little romance of any kind because I'm bad at romance.
- Related to that point, some parts of this story get emotional as I delve into each character more and more. I don't know why, but the more I worked on this, the more I wanted the characters to have lives and backstories. Many of them are quite tragic. Not sure if that was just me in my slump projecting onto them (my real life has never been that bad), or if there's just something about tragedy that I find entertaining.
- The logic and flow is sort of punctured by my use of a couple of random Nintendo species, and also Tozy (who's species is from space, so he doesn't actually belong here). Just don't worry about it, okay?
Also, while this story is largely unedited from the original file, I did have to change some names. The King's name has been edited out for... well, obvious reasons. Just, uhh... put your own name in the blank! Yeah, do that. A couple of other names were also edited because, well, I liked those names and I wanted to use them elsewhere outside of porn. Those names were changed to "Pea" and "Rayo Shark". The rest of the names were left as-is (yes, I had a few characters that were directly named after their species).
So, there it is. Have fun...
Oh, I forgot to mention. This is a BOOK. Seriously, this is a really freakin' long story, and it doesn't even end appropriately because of the never-ending nature of "fodder" stories. It's almost 69000 words.
I'm not saying that to be funny, though it is funny. The story literally is almost 69000 words. Be careful!",
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It doesn't matter which one... which, I admit, is a questionable choice, because they usually go for Squeak. He's very easily intimidated, to the point where he's never denied anyone admittance. Of course, I allow this, since my days would be far too boring otherwise...\n\n\tSqueak: ``My liege. A citizen approaches with a request.''\n\n\t``Let them in.''\n\n\tWerewolf moves stiffly but, as always, succesfully opens the royal gate.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#1 Subrosian Muscle\n\n\tA short, fully-robed subrosian man enters. The robe does very little to conceal anything besides his face, as the sheer size of his shortstack muscles stretch the fabric to its limits across every inch of his body. He must be a beneficiary of my recent Steroid Decree. My cock rises slightly from his appearance, but I try to otherwise keep my approval in check. What does he need?\n\n\tSubrosian: ``My lord.'' He bows. ``My people are very grateful for your support and the influx of special supplies to improve our way of life.''\n\n\t``You're welcome. I've been told you have a new request?''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``It is a small thing, but... our increasing... size has, umm... made modesty a bit more difficult than we imagined. We know clothing is somewhat rare among the rest of the kingdom, but we were hoping, ahh... you might spare... additional coin... for fabric, yes?''\n\n\t``Hmm... yes, I can see how bursting from your robes might present a problem. Are you sure you can't simply live without them? I understand you didn't actually ask for these improvements, but don't you enjoy them?''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``Of course, sire! Of course! We all enjoy them! But you must understand, the robes are our culture. Gazing upon the uncovered flesh of our fellow neighbors is... it isn't something we can abide that easily. Some approve, but most do not. We have prepared a petition-''\n\n\t``A PETITION?!'' My eyes widen.\n\n\tSubrosian: ``Y-y-y-y-yes, a p-petition, sire! I-it's just to show you the numbers, I swear it! We do not question your rule! W-we would never!''\n\n\t``Sorry, yes, my apologies. Master, stand down.''\n\n\tMaster had taken a step towards the poor man, sensing displeasure in the way I addressed him. If I were to give the word, this citizen would cease to exist in an instant. He stifles a growl when I tell him it's fine, but he steps back to his post.\n\n\t``I overreacted there. Let me see this... `petition'.'' The subrosian hands Sissy a box, who ``hands'' it to me. I don't question the box, as its likely just shielding the paper inside from the incessent cum flying around the room. I open the box to find a scroll, then unwrap the scroll to read the names. I don't actually recognize most of them, but they seem like subrosian names...\n\n\t``Mittens, what do you think?'' I throw the paper forward whimsically and Mittens uses magic to levitate it down to his eye level.\n\n\tMittens: ``These are all real names, sir, that much is clear. These are not signatures, so they could be forged... but I sense no ill-intent from this man. Knowing the population of subrosians on the outskirts of the kingdom, it seems the majority really do desire to keep their robes intact.''\n\n\t``Hmm... Tozy, how are the royal coffers doing?''\n\n\tTozy: ``W-what? O-oh! Umm... the people on the other side of the wall paid those tass-es you ass-ed for... so... umm... we have uhh... more than... you said we're supposed to have... I think.''\n\n\tI sigh. ``Well, I see no argument. Except... how soon do you need this fabric, exactly?''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``Uh... t-today... if possible...''\n\n\t``That soon?? I made that steroid decree only about a week prior, they aren't working that fast, are they?''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``I'm afraid they are. Many of us have already ripped our clothes and have no suitable replacements. I, myself, needed to borrow this robe just to make this walk to the castle. It was... the largest robe we could make... and yet...'' His blush can be seen through the shadow of his stretched-tight hood. ``...and yet... it feels as if it's going to rip apart at any moment... hff...''\n\n\t``Hmm... show me.''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``W-what?''\n\n\t``Show me how fast it's happening. If you can rip apart that robe, I'll send you home with a mountain of gold right now, and I'll make sure your people have all the fabric you need.''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``B-b-but-b-but-then I'll b-be naked!''\n\n\t``I assume the comfort of your people is more important than that. Come on, I don't have all day.'' I brazenly begin stroking myself as I wait for his reply.\n\n\tThe man looks down and takes a moment to steel himself. After a second, his look goes from worried helplessness to aggressive determination. Okay, he thinks. This is for all of us. Steroids, do your job. I won't resist anymore! Grow! GROW!\n\n\tHe starts flexing as hard as he can, focusing on his chest. They explode with definition... then, to my pleasant surprise, they visibly grow. His pecs slowly expand, further stretching his tight robe until it looks like it can't take anymore... but apparently it can, since it doesn't rip. Frustration quickly mounts as he bares his teeth and flexes more of his body. His biceps balloon in his sleeves until a groaning sound can be heard... and it's unclear whether it's coming from the sleeves or his muscles, but the sleeves don't come open. Clearly, he didn't have much faith in the sewing skills of whoever put that robe together, since he began to get audibly angry at his inability to tear it open. He begins flexing everything, from his back to his abs, down to his thighs and calves. Everything swells up, putting heavy pressure on the material until it was practically hugging individual striations, flattened thinner than his skin must have been with all of that muscle under it... but someone must have enchanted that robe with something because it's not breaking. Perhaps his friends at home wanted to make doubly sure it wouldn't rip?\n\n\tI'm not a complete asshole. I'm about to stop him, lest he hurt himself... but that's when I see something else begin to swell under his robe. The muscles were starting to get to him; he probably couldn't stop flexing even if he wanted to. His penis was pretty sizeable for a citizen. That is, extremely small compared to those closer to my domain, particularly those present in my throne room, but quite large for a natural person. It erects to its full length quickly, stuck pointing downwards as what looks to be about 9 inches struggles against the taut barrier of the robe. The subrosian suddenly starts half-moaning, half-screaming as he throws all of his energy, now sexual energy, into trying to flex himself out of the robe, moving to a double-bicep pose to focus on his arms... but the robe stays firm.\n\n\tHe had stopped growing for now, having reached his current max size until the next injection. Impressive. He was easily a full 2... maybe 3 times thicker than he was when he entered the room. Those steroids are much more potent than I thought they were... wonderful! Well, then, let us continue...\n\n\t``Mittens.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Yes, sir.'' Mittens mutters something under his breath.\n\n\tIn an instant, the spell holding the robe together dissipated, signalled by ghostly green glass falling to the ground. The robe itself, of course, wouldn't get that luxury. Hyperstretched by hypermuscles, the robe instantly exploded in every direction, freeing the bulging, throbbing muscles from their prison and displaying his pristine, pitch-black skin. As if in celebration, his body seemed to expand a little bigger, and his newly freed cock instantly began shooting cum as it jumped forward.\n\n\tMaster, Werewolf, Pea, Goblin, and Squeak all cum, too. Well, harder than they were. Master, for instance, cums hard enough to hit the front door, missing my feet completely. They all only barely avoid hitting the citizen in the middle of the room, something I made clear was off-limits unless I say otherwise. Not because I want them to stay clean, necessarily... just walking into the throne room is enough to have the stink of my feet on you for days after leaving, even if you never approach me. No, it's because the force of ejaculation from any of my closest guards, even Mittens, is enough to cause serious harm. Tozy, especially, can easily kill a man with the laser-like jet of his orgasm, even at his young age.\n\n\tThe subrosian citizen, unaffected by the various growth spells and special drugs those of us in the throne room were, was able to come down from his musclegasm in a normal amount of time. The hood from his robe was the only thing still sticking to his body, continuing to conceal his face in that strange way only subrosians are. The rest of him, though... completely nude from the neck down.\n\n\tSubrosian: ``Hhh... hhh... hhhh... hh... hhh... hhh-uh... mmm-oh... o-OH!''\n\n\tIt took several seconds for him to calm down enough to put his arms down... and then several more seconds before he remembered that he's standing in front of the king. Instantly flustered, he attempts to cover his giant, half-hard cock with his hands. Even with hands that big, they weren't going to conceal 11 inches that thick.\n\n\t``Good show.'' I continue stroking myself, nowhere near climax, but enjoying myself regardless. ``It seems you're right, you do need clothing as soon as possible. Go with Tozy, he will show you the way to my treasurer to work out the details.''\n\n\tSubrosian: ``Y-yes, sire! Yes, thank you! Thank you!''\n\n\tThe man shuffles out of the room. Embarrassed, perhaps, but by no means emasculated.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#2 Foreign Diplomat\n\n\tWerewolf: ``My king. A foreign diplomat approaches. I don't recognize him... or his clothes.''\n\n\t``A new dynasty, perhaps? Let him in.''\n\n\tWerewolf moves even more stiffly than before - a result of his still-ongoing orgasm from the subrosian's little show inflating his muscles a bit - but he still opens the gate before too much time is wasted.\n\n\tA tall, excessively-femmy bunny-beastman enters... wearing a long feminine loincloth skirt... and a gas mask. He is definitely new to my kingdom. I let it pass, as his body language suggests that he has some kind of complaint. I can't help but smile. What does he think he's going to do? Four other bunnies enter with him, wearing actual armor along with their gas masks, and carrying machine guns. Completely useless protections, but it's the thought that counts, right? Sometimes you just want to make a statement.\n\n\t``Hehehehehehe hahaha... guards! Leave us.''\n\n\tEveryone leaves the throne room, including my advisors, leaving the heavy weight of my feet to slump down and cause my legs to squash down into my balls.\n\n\tDiplomat: ``A bold move... `King' ________. My name is Legging, I am the new prime advisor to the king of beastmen.''\n\n\t``Yes, yes, whatever. You have committed multiple transgressions already, beast, what is your purpose here? Tell me why I haven't already thrown you out of my kingdom.''\n\n\tLegging: ``Your kingdom?! Whatever you think you have, it's in shambles! Everywhere I turn, there's nothing but distorted monstrosities fucking each other or themselves in the streets! There's no work getting done here. Do you even have a standing army? We beastmen could take this from you any time we want.'' He swings his massive hips as he talks, causing the loincloth to briefly outline two extremely large orbs.\n\n\t``Ah, so you are here to threaten me? If the beast king is so confident that he owns my soil, why does he send only his concubine to deliver the message? Have those bent dog-legs of his stopped working?''\n\n\tHis soldiers level their guns at me. Legging: ``Watch your mouth, demon. Our soldiers could wipe this castle clean before that little tail of yours could tuck between your legs.''\n\n\t``Ah hah, I'm sure. So, is that the official message from the beast king, then?''\n\n\tLegging: ``...Yes. You better show some respect. We expect regular gifts from you, or relations between our two... `kingdoms', will devolve into war. Not that it will be much of a war.'' He swings his hips again, then rests a hand on the 90-degree-angle shelf caused by their sheer width.\n\n\t``Alright. Unfortunately... Legging? Was that your name?''\n\n\tLegging: ``Yes, and remember I am the prime advisor to the king! I have complete diplomatic immunity, you shan't lay a single hand on me.''\n\n\t``Unfortunately, you have been tricked. King Exper and I have always been on very good terms, and I have no reason to believe our relationship has soured. Do not worry, though. He will receive his gift.'' I raise a hand, using magic to simultaneously open the gate, disarm his soldiers, and throw them out of the door.\n\n\tThe sudden look of fear on the bunny's face says it all. He had no idea what I was capable of. King Exper didn't warn him at all. Oddly cruel of him... but no matter.\n\n\tLegging: ``W-wha-?! What is the meaning of this?! Y-you monster! You will not get away with this! My king will-''\n\n\t``Your king made a wide-hipped, big-butt fuckbunny his `prime advisor', and then immediately sent them to me unprepared and full of sass.'' I levitate Legging slowly closer to me. ``You don't have to think very hard to figure it out.''\n\n\tHis guards were outside banging on the door trying to get back in. One of them runs over to the viewports to get a better look at what was happening to their advisor... but his reaction wasn't exactly panic. He tells the other guys and they all immediately remove their gas masks and move to the windows, two on each side, eyes wide, mouths agape, at the sight of the rather extreme penetration their escortee was about to experience.\n\n\tLegging: ``No. N-no, please! Th-this will mean war! You hear me?! K-King Exper will not allow this!''\n\n\t``Yes he will. Come on. Relax... and open up that ass of yours.''\n\n\tAt this point he was floating right over me, so close that his gas mask couldn't possibly be working. He probably thinks it will be worse if he takes it off. \n\n\tI turn him around... to find that his skirt didn't even have a back on it. His guards must have been enjoying the view. I take in the sights of the professionally hand-picked, possibly-hand-molded mountains of his butt and backsack. Not only are his balls big enough to stretch his scrotum all the way past his knees with pure, round testicle meat, but they also hide his cock completely. His buttcheeks jiggled softly in the air, even with no real movement. I had already noted that they were big enough to be seen from the front, but to have their full mass hanging right over you... wow. I do definitely have to pay Exper back for this. My titanic girth slowly erects to about 50%, not much bigger than... his entire body.\n\n\t*much buttsex ensues*\n\n\tI float my crown back where it belongs and resume my position back on the throne with a resounding, sweat-soaked splat. With a winded wave of my hand, I re-open the gate to allow his guards back in. It takes a frantic moment for them to get their pants back on before shuffling into the room with a worried look on their faces. They don't even bother with the guns. They simply pick up Legging's passed-out body, covered completely in his own cum, and make a hasty exit.\n\n\t``You can come back in.''\n\n\tI don't have to say it very loudly. Either Tozy or Mittens will hear me regardless and inform the others. The sound of a stampede echoes through the room, mostly due to Master and Pea stomping back to their assigned posts. I stop Werewolf as he passes by.\n\n\t``Wolf, gather these guns and give them to my treasurer. Tell him we must prepare some sort of gift for King Exper of the Beast Kingdom. Non-monetary. He should direct it to the necessary department.''\n\n\tWerewolf bows. He carefully gathers all of the guns in just one hand then leaves the room.\n\n\t``Such a busy day...''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#3 Castle Laws\n\n\tI see Squeak frivolously shaking his head at someone on the other side of the door. Was he actually refusing someone entrance for once? That's new...\n\n\tJust then, one of the side doors of the room open. It's Werewolf, but he looks somewhat distressed. He's hanging halfway inside the room.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``My king, there is some trouble among your servants. You may want to deal with this yourself. I fear that it may be indicative of a larger problem in the castle. I have them here, if it pleases you?''\n\n\t``Sure, I will address them. What is the dispute?''\n\n\tWerewolf replies with a grunt, then walks in carrying not two, but three of my servants in his other hand. Two of them are male goblins, the third is a female cow-beast. He roughly drops them onto the carpet in front of me, then walks back to his post at the windows.\n\n\t``Alright, what seems to be the problem. You three are disturbing my sentinel with your charades.''\n\n\tGob1: ``He was trying to stick it up-''\n\n\tGob2: ``No, he was trying to stick it up-''\n\n\tCow: ``That one was trying to stick it up-''\n\n\tGob2: ``But he's only supposed to stick it up-''\n\n\tGob1: ``I swear I wasn't sticking it up-''\n\n\tCow: ``You deny you were trying to stick it up-''\n\n\t``QUIET!''\n\n\tAll three of them jump, suddenly remembering that they are addressing the king. I point to goblin #2 and ask him to explain (I don't personally hire most of my servants, so forgive me for not knowing their names).\n\n\tGob2: ``S-s-sorry, sire. He and I are... together. I just found him in a closet with this woman, trying to stick it up there.'' He points at Gob1's penis.\n\n\tI sigh. ``Is your relationship in writing?''\n\n\tGob2: ``Wr-writing?'' His large ears suddenly droop.\n\n\t\n\n\tGob1 suddenly perks up, then speaks up. ``Eh, uh, no, sire. We don't know how to write.''\n\n\t``Do you at least acknowledge that you are with him?''\n\n\tGob1: ``Yes, sire... b-but this isn't what it looks like! I wasn't trying to stick it up there!''\n\n\t``Cow-woman. What is your account of the events? Why were you in a closet?''\n\n\tCow: ``I-, we-, I-... I thought he was attracted to me! He didn't resist when I led him into the closet-''\n\n\t``So you were the one who led him into the closet. Are you aware of the rules inside of this castle?''\n\n\tCow: ``I-I-uh...''\n\n\t``Are any of you aware of the rules inside this castle?''\n\n\tGob1: ``Well, I-... you see, uhh...''\n\n\tGob2 simply avoids eye contact.\n\n\t``Ugh, it seems Wolf was right. There is a larger problem.''\n\n\tI sense confusion among the servants. Probably questioning why I'm focusing so much on the fact that they were in a closet.\n\n\t``Tozy, go and bring me my rulebook.''\n\n\tTozy: ``Yes, ma'am!'' He says that sometimes.\n\n\t``Let me make this clear. There should be none of this drama. If the relationship isn't set in stone, then she is allowed to do whatever she wants with either one of you. Use your leisure time to learn how to sign your own names if you must.''\n\n\tThe two men hang their heads. Gob2 looks at Gob1 out of the corner of his eye.\n\n\t``You two, however, have broken the law. Punishment is necessary.'' I point at goblin #1 and the cow-beast.\n\n\tFear suddenly comes over their faces.\n\n\tTozy comes back with a large, brown book. ``Here you are, your highness!''\n\n\t\n\n\tMittens uses his magic to float the book into my hands.\n\n\t``Calm down, your punishment will be quite light. I will simply be teaching you to obey the rules. I will go over them once again.\n\nFirst law among my servants: Do what I say. \n\nSecond law among my servants: Seek as much pleasure within yourself as is possible without forsaking your duties. \n\nThird law among my servants: Seek as much pleasure within others as is possible without forsaking your duties. You may not initiate the seeking of pleasure in those of a higher position than yourself.\n\nFourth law among my servants: If you must choose between delaying your duties, and experiencing less pleasure, always choose to delay your duties. Pleasure always comes first. \n\nFifth law among my servants: Some part of you must be measurably larger by the end of each month. Consult any royal magician, chemist, or alchemist if you cannot manage this on your own.\n\nSixth law among my servants: Rape is not only tolerated, but encouraged. If someone of an equal or higher position forces themselves onto you, you will receive no recourse.\n\nSeventh law among my servants: Hiding your pleasure is not tolerated. All pleasurable activities must happen in public areas.\n\nEighth law among my servants: Silencing your pleasure is not tolerated. All types of gags other than genitalia are forbidden on castle grounds, and hands or paws must never be held over anyone's mouth during a pleasurable activity.\n\nNinth law among my servants: Monogamous relationships are tolerated. The coupling must be in writing and agreed upon by both individuals. Once done, all others that are not of a higher position than both members of the couple must respect their decision.'' I look up from the book... it's immediately clear that none of them were paying attention to what I was saying. I slam the book closed to regain their attention.\n\n\tAll three of them suddenly jump.\n\n\t``Can any of you tell me which law you broke?''\n\n\tEach of them looks at the other two. Tension mounts.\n\n\tI sigh once again. ``Tozy, escort these three to the dominatrix. Tell her these servants need to learn about the seventh law.''\n\n\tTozy: ``Ooooo, yes ma'am! Come here, servies!''\n\n\tThey walk slowly out of the room, led by the small child that far outranked them, a mixture of hopelessness and excitement on their faces. Hopefully, their screams will help teach my other servants about my laws, as well.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#4 Attack on Tozy\n\n\t``Relax pose.''\n\n\tMittens and Goblin shift my feet inwards, bending my knees. I spread my legs so that my soles are facing each other, then the two of them slide from my heels closer to my toes to provide better support. They then bring my feet together. I simply adore the feeling of my feet rubbing against each other. As I lean back and let loose a pleasured sigh, I hear the telltale signs of my advisors making love. The odor gets intense that close to the toes, so my footstools tend to get particularly frisky when I assume this position. I close my eyes and let the feelings and sounds wash over me as I lean back into the sweaty, burgeoning flesh of my own ass. Fantastic.\n\n\tSqueak: ``My lord, someone-!''\n\n\tJust then, the front door to the throne is smashed open, removing one side completely from its hinges. \n\n\tMy advisors stay put and Squeak runs away while the rest of my guards rush to subdue the intruder. All of them are held back by extremely powerful magic as the intruder continues moving forward across the red carpet. Master steps in. The might of canine behemoths is not purely physical. With a gutteral howl, the intruder is silenced, and a beefy paw slams down on them.\n\n\tThroughout this, my eyes remained closed. I have the utmost faith in my underlings.\n\n\tI sigh. ``Is he alone?''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Yes, master. It's a she.''\n\n\tMy eyes open. ``Oh, really, now? It's a she... yet apparently she woke up this morning with balls. Bring her to me.''\n\n\tMaster removes his paw from her body. Werewolf picks up the crumpled, flattened creature and brings her forward. Mittens, ever-ready despite his fevered romance with Goblin, heals her with his magic. With the blood gone, I'm able to make out what she is: a human woman. I smack her with my hand to wake her up. It takes a few moments, but she immediately brings her hands to her nose in revulsion due to her proximity to my feet.\n\n\t``Oh, the smell can be far worse, I assure you. What is this, a suicide mission? Who sent you?''\n\n\tAssassin: ``Just kill me, demon. You will get nothing from me.''\n\n\t``You've already been killed once, cur. Do you want to die again? How about a dozen more times?''\n\n\tAssassin: ``Do your worst.''\n\n\t``I will.'' I look to Squeak, cowering in the corner. ``Squeak, go find Tozy, will you?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``Uh, y-y-yes, m'lord...'' He all but sprints to the nearest door.\n\n\t``Wolf, go and support the western watchtower. Quickly. Master, go with him. Kill anyone who looks suspicious. Pea, Sissy, go to the midwestern watchtower and report back to me any abnormalities. Make sure you all use your own eyes, don't trust what the guard says. Even the chief.''\n\n\tWerewolf drops the human on top of my feet. Then him, Master, Pea, and Sissy take a deep bow and leave to perform their duties.\n\n\tThe woman immediately gags from the stench of my soles and scrambles to jump down from them. Assassin: ``...how did you know?''\n\n\t``It was obvious. You're a poor distraction. No one attacks the throne from the front, that's foolhardy. Now, then, I'm going to give you a choice.''\n\n\tAssassin: ``You are in no position to give me choices!'' She produces a knife from one of her pockets.\n\n\tI simply continue talking. ``You can tell me what you know now, and I'll let you walk right out of this room. Stripped of course. Or, you can go to my dungeon, and true demons can rip you apart again and again until your soul's memory gives us the information anyway.''\n\n\tShe takes a jab with the knife, but Mittens's magic barrier breaks it in two.\n\n\t``If you disbelieve that we can go that far, I'd be glad to give you a taste~.''\n\n\tShe throws the knife hilt on the ground. Assassin: ``You're a poor liar, demon. You don't have that power.''\n\n\tMy eyes glow a dark, demonic black for a second, instantly creating a small portal to hell on the ground next to her. A large tentacle erupts from it, curiously feeling around the area. I thought a lesser imp would pop out or something, but a tentacle works, too.\n\n\tHer eyes go wide. Assassin: ``This is-! Th-this is a trick!''\n\n\tI summon two more portals around the same area, and two more tentacles writhe through the holes.\n\n\tAssassin: ``No... no, it's an illusion. It's not real!'' Her nipples begin to tent her top.\n\n\tI give her a small magic nudge closer to the tentacles, close enough for one of them to grab her.\n\n\tAs soon as one of the tentacles feels her leg, it wraps around it and pulls. The way her leg bends looks painful as the beast on the other side attempts to pull her through the hole. Fortunately, the hole is just big enough for her lower leg to slip through. Not her whole body.\n\n\tAssassin: ``STOP! STOP! STOP, PLEASE! I'LL TELL YOU! I'LL TELL YOU! AAAAHH!''\n\n\t``Mittens.''\n\n\tWithout a single sound, a magic blade perfectly slices the tentacle off. A roaring sound can be heard from the other side of the portal.\n\n\tThe woman frantically pulls her leg out the hole. Her foot has been singed black.\n\n\tAs soon as I see that she's free, my eyes glow black again, and I close all of the portals around her. The other tentacles are instantly severed.\n\n\tI watch her for a moment with pity, clutching her burned leg in pain. Despite looking like one, I'm not actually a demon. I used to be human. I may dabble in the dark arts, but that doesn't mean I enjoy seeing people suffer.\n\n\t``Mittens, heal her.''\n\n\tThe sound of sucking and moaning under my feet doesn't cease for a moment. A green wave surrounds her leg, restoring it to its previous relative-beauty. That leg of her pants, however, remains gone.\n\n\t``Who sent you?''\n\n\tShe stays on the ground, still hugging her leg, and talks without raising her head. Assassin: ``I was sent as a mercenary from the Kingdom of Stars. I am disposable. They are planning an attack on the west gate, with distractions here and at the east gate. That is all I know. I was told nothing of their other plans or the makeup of their forces.''\n\n\t``Mittens?''\n\n\tA wet, breathy *mmlagh* sound is heard right before he talks. Mittens: ``She tells the truth.''\n\n\t``Alright. Remove your clothes and you may leave.''\n\n\tWith the utmost shame, she quietly discards her clothing and weapons, then walks slowly out of the broken remains of the front door.\n\n\tI see her pass Pea and Sissy on her way out. They shoot her a puzzled look, but she ignores them and keeps walking.\n\n\tPea: ``Sire! There is trouble at the east gate!''\n\n\t``Ignore it. The guards will handle it. Go and support the west gate. Both of you. If you see Wolf, tell him to break off from Master and go to the north gate.''\n\n\tPea: ``Yes, sire!'' They speed off towards the west gate with a hint of glee on their faces, expecting some action.\n\n\tSqueak returns with Tozy. Squeak is out of breath and covered head-to-toe in cum. Tozy looks punch-drunk. I don't question what happened. They probably got mixed up at the dominatrix. I told her that Tozy isn't allowed to join in those ``festivities'', but Tozy probably ``forces'' himself in. He technically outranks her.\n\n\tSqueak: ``H-here... hhh-here he is... hhh... sire... oh my god...'' He mutters it while cleaning the cum off his glasses, probably still recoiling from whatever Tozy was doing back there. He continues saying it some more after he puts them back on and gets an eyefull of the massive severed tentacles and discarded clothes in the throne room.\n\n\tTozy: ``Yyyyyyoooou uhhhhhh, wanted to see... me? Master???''\n\n\t``Took you two long enough. Tozy, get your head straight. We're under attack.''\n\n\tTozy's cock suddenly gets about 5 times harder. Tozy: ``Whoa, really?! Um...! What do I do?!''\n\n\t``Come to me. You're to defend me in case anything else happens here. ...don't worry, Squeak, you will be safe. Just watch the door. Your alarm can mean the difference between life and death, understand?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``*squeaks* Yes, sir! I understand!'' He sprints over to the ruined door and peeks his head out, watching for anyone coming up to the castle.\n\n\tTozy, meanwhile, raises his arms and does an amazingly-high jump up the throne. I grab him by his ridiculously-large cock and sit him on my lap, facing away. Spooning, basically. Tozy: ``Ready, master!'' Perhaps a little too happy considering his life could be in danger, but I'd never let anything happen to him.\n\n\tI begin softly pumping Tozy's penis, causing him to cum just a little bit harder. The idea is to use him as an emergency gunpowder rifle, since his real orgasm... well, it's powerful enough to be used that way. Even Mittens's magic barrier, the strongest I've ever seen, can be pierced by Tozy's ejaculation. Not only that, but I ordered the house sorcerers and alchemists to work on making Tozy's cum muscles even stronger (the research could likely be generalized to the broader population). If they've been as successful as they've been telling me, Tozy should be able to cum hard enough to reach the edge of the kingdom by now.\n\n\tI reach down to the base of the little boy's cock to see if it feels different from last time. It does. His groin seems to be bulging out more than before, and it's absolutely rock hard. His pelvic muscles were so grotesquely oversized that I could actually feel the striations pulsing through the surface of his skin. What the heck did they give him? This seems more extreme than they were telling me. ``This potion simulates the gains from doing ten-thousand kegels and reverse-kegels'', they told me. I should have asked for more details. I don't care how many kegels you do, you're not going to end up with bulging groin muscles firing cum into space.\n\n\tI'm not angry about it, just... when they started developing stuff this strong, where the fuck was my dosage?! I know I said I wanted to wait until they had something mass-produceable, but I wasn't serious...\n\n\tFortunately, there wasn't anyone around to see me pouting. That kind of behavior is below someone of my esteemed placement. ...I wipe a tear from my eye. I'll request a ``sample'' of their work tonight. There are more important matters to attend to.\n\n\t...\n\n\tA few hours pass... Tozy gets restless, but I order him to wait. An explosion is heard coming from the west. I see some citizens begin to panic and head east.\n\n\t... \n\n\tAfter two more hours, Werewolf returns.\n\n\tHe approaches me and kneels. Werewolf: ``Alpha. The north gate has been quiet. I assisted the east gate against your orders, but the soldiers were having trouble. Pea sought me out from the west gate to say that Master has dispatched the Stars forces. They are staying at the watchtower for now.''\n\n\t``I allow your disobediance. We will simply need to train the soldiers better. Very good. Keep watch. Squeak!''\n\n\tSqueak was sitting cross-legged at the door. Werewolf had to step over him to get in. Squeak didn't react to his approach, so he might have fallen asleep. I send a magic slap.\n\n\tSqueak: ``Agh! What?! Where?!''\n\n\t``Squeak, Wolf will take over for now. Go and rest, we will require your services overnight.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``U-uh, yes, sire.'' Squeak adjusts his specs as he sleepily exits the room towards his personal quarters.\n\n\tIt's going to be a long night... for them. I need my beauty sleep. I begin to doze off in the throne (I sleep in it, hence why it stinks so bad), but I remember Tozy is still in my lap. \n\n\tHe's been perfectly edged for the past five or so hours, but no one has tried to attack me, so... by this point, his internal balls are past blue and well into purple. Drool runs from his mouth, his teeth grit and grinding in pent-up frustration, his mind overloaded by simultaneously experiencing and needing too much pleasure for too long. His gigantic, multiple-foot-long railgun thumps rhythmically with the force of his overgrown, overtight root muscles.\n\n\tI go ahead and aim it at the still-attached side of the door. No use breaking anything that isn't going to be replaced anyway. I tell Tozy he's allowed to cum. Before I even finish the sentence, his tiny little hands are like a blur... and so are mine. Let's get this beast off quickly so I can get to sleep.\n\n\tTozy: ``Rrrrrgh-nghyes, yes, yes, yes, YES, YES, YES, YES! AAA~''\n\n\tTozy screams so loudly that I can actually see the muscles in his neck straining. It's so loud, actually, that I quietly hope that my men don't rush to the castle, thinking I'm in trouble. With a scream like that, they'll think I've been assassinated! It doesn't help that our voices don't sound too far off from each other; his small-child scream could conceivably be confused for that of mine.\n\n\tI'm broken from this flight of fancy by Tozy's cumshot. By God, it truly does fire with the force of a cannon... the door is annihilated... hopefully no one was in the way of the splinters... that's when I remember that what I'm holding is a penis, a hyper one in fact. It's not going to fire just once.\n\n\tHis second shot fires out the door and keeps going... and going... and going... and going... Jesus. A perfectly straight, unbroken line of cum extends from the tip of Tozy's penis for so long, it looks like a physics-defying statue. It isn't until Tozy begins to buck his hips that the line wavers, and I see it cut clear through the stone above the doorway. Holy shit.\n\n\tTozy removes his hands from his cock and reaches back to clutch at my head and chest, pulling as if trying to escape his own orgasm. Looking down, his whole body was flushed red. His tongue was hanging from his mouth and he was hyperventilating. He looks and sounds afraid.\n\n\tTozy: ``I-I can't! I can't stop! I can't stop! I-I feel another! Master, another onE iS COMING! H-HELP ME!''\n\n\tThere's about a half-second lull between his second shot ending and his third shot starting. I think about how fortunate I am that there's nothing but ocean located north of my kingdom, because I could have seriously been sniping someone right now. I can't even see where any of the liquid begins to drop. How is it possibly able to keep a continuous stream like that for this long? That doesn't make any s-\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Mittens, can't you do something?!''\n\n\tMittens can be heard purring between Tozy's screams. ``Oh? Oh. Yeh, lemme just...''\n\n\tWas he sleeping? How was he able to sleep at a time like this? One of these days, I have to figure out just what manner of sorcerer Mittens really is. Regardless, I see a purple haze surround Tozy's head and pelvis. I can't tell exactly what the spell was, but Tozy immediately began to calm down. The thin stream of laser-cum slowly begins to obey gravity, no doubt raining on a few unlucky chaps as the jet retreats back into the throne room. Tozy's body relaxes at the same time, his arms falling limp as he falls immediately into a deep slumber.\n\n\tI look up at Werewolf, intending to thank him, only to see him laying flat on the ground with his hands over his head. He must have hit the deck when the door came off, lest an errant strand cause his undue beheading.\n\n\t``Wolf! My friend! It's over!'' I suddenly feel a little slaphappy. ``Goodness, thank you, both of you. Mittens receives his reward every day, but you, Wolf. For you, I have something special in mind.''\n\n\tWerewolf picks himself up off the floor, eyeing me warily... but hopefully. He can't tell if I'm serious, or if I'm about to slap him with random dungeon duty. I've done that before. Werewolf: ``Ahem... yes, your highness?''\n\n\t``For the next two days, you are relieved from duty. Just remember to send the bill to our treasurer, hahahahaha!''\n\n\tWerewolf cracks a rare smile. Extra-rare when he's not drunk. Werewolf: ``Eh...? Heh... thank you. Thank you, your highness.''\n\n\t``In fact, I'll be fine. Take off now, get some sleep. Wake up Squeak once you get back there.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Yes.'' With a heartwarming grin, Werewolf takes a deep bow and leaves the room.\n\n\tIt's hard to fall asleep after that much action, but I can feel the exhaustion. Tozy snores softly in my lap, his cock having retreated to a basic, manageable level of hardness. It can't go soft, but once you've been erect for long enough, ``erect'' becomes the new ``flaccid.'' I realize I'm still gripping it, so I take my hand off and let it bob freely. A thin waterfall of cum steadily spills from the tip and down my beanbag sack. On the other side of the room, without the door, I can see the night lights. It all seems oddly still... I guess I overestimated the Kingdom of Stars. I don't even remember who leads them. Or maybe I just underestimated Master. He's not a secret, though. I assumed my enemies would have some defense against him by now, but Werewolf clearly said that Master, himself, dispatched the enemy forces. What were they thinking, sacrificing their soldiers like that if they didn't have a proper backup plan?\n\n\tSqueak arrives in the throne room finally... oddly chipper. \n\n\tHe stretches, then salutes me. Squeak: ``Lord! Ready for duty!''\n\n\t``Well, well. I didn't give you that much time. Why are you so excited?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``One of the alchemists gave me some `coffee'! I feel great! I'm ready for anything! Nothing will ever lay a finger on you, m' lord! Not while I'm on du-'' He seems to suddenly see the state of the front door. How not only the door is completely gone now, but the stone frame around the door is noticeably tarnished with clean slice marks, as if some rampaging beast with giant bladeclaws came roaring in. ``Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh... ohjesus...'' All of the air in him deflates. It looks like he's rethinking everything he just said.\n\n\t``Squeak, Squeak, hey, relax. Squeak! Relax, man!''\n\n\tSqueak crouches down and begins to curl into a fetal position. His glasses fall to the floor and he doesn't pick them up.\n\n\t``Hey, hey! It's not what it looks like! Tozy here just had a little bit of an episode, that's all.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``That little kid is capable of that?!''\n\n\t``What do you think the royal `physicians' are there for? Haven't I told you that the steroids are available to you, too? You don't need to stick to just picker-uppers and mild growth spells. I simply said that you didn't need the heavy stuff, since I didn't expect you to fight. Tozy here loves the heavy shit.''\n\n\tSqueak turns back to the door, eyeing the claw marks. Squeak: ``I-I-I just didn't want to turn into... something like that...''\n\n\t``And you don't have to! It's been quiet all night, so I don't expect any violence. If you want to be reassigned, I can certainly-''\n\n\tSqueak: ``NO!'' He snatches up his glasses with uncharacteristic speed. ``No, I uhh... I don't need to be reassigned. Umm... maybe I'll try a... vocal enhancer or something?'' A little bit of sweat forms on his forehead and a limp smile crosses his lips as he tries to recover from his sudden outburst.\n\n\t``Are you sure? It's not a big deal. I'll make sure you keep the same pay and benefits. I could move you to a permanent position at the midwestern watchtower.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``I'm very happy here, sire, I assure you! I wouldn't leave it for all of the gold in the kingdom!''\n\n\t``How about for a woman?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``W-what?''\n\n\t``I'm just kidding with you. If you're that headstrong about it, yes, do what you feel you need to do. I simply need you to stand watch. I'm more than a bit tired now.''\n\n\tHe perks up again and salutes, then walks to the door, standing tall.\n\n\tSqueak stands in some standard armor, but it's only now do I realize that he doesn't own a weapon. Eh, whatever, I'm sure those crazy alchemists or wizards will do something with him. Like genies, they always want to do something to you against your will. Request a ``vocal enhancer'', and I can't even imagine what they will actually come up with. I hired the best, after all! Any smart person without morals or respect for the laws of God and nature resides here. I've really... outdone myself...\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nMorning Report Uno\n\n\tI wake up to find the door already fully repaired, including the stone frame. Squeak has moved to standing back at his viewport. Tozy is gone from my lap, back to his post beside my throne.\n\n\tI yawn... a spoon of food is thrust into my mouth before I can close it again. My personal nurse sits on the arm of the throne on my right. Her name is May: an excessively buxom, underage subrosian. She's staggeringly short even for a child, able to feed me without even leaning down. As should be expected, she fills out that robe of hers with udders and ass that all seem to get bigger every time I see her. Despite the rumors, I don't actually have sex with her. I don't even know what she does most of the day. I just like to see her and her gigantic, perfectly-shaped tits right there in my face greeting me every morning.\n\n\tMay: ``Good morning, your highness~. Today is cheesecake medley. Your garlic steak will be down shortly.''\n\n\tThe cake is delicious. I often have my dessert before dinner, but that steak is going to have to really knock it out of the park to beat this. I wonder how many flavors-\n\n\tMay: ``There are sixteen more slices ready for you before the steak. The last three have been enhanced with a treat from resident alchemist Piriahzan. The garlic on your steak has been flavored with the special steroid from your latest decree, by your request.''\n\n\tI don't remember requesting that, but I'm not going to turn it down. Muscular enhancements don't work on my body, but I do enjoy the short-lived ``pumped'' feeling. I assume it has something to do with the demon blood. Certain sexual expansions stick, but anything that would actually make me physically stronger wears off within minutes. I've observed similar behavior in the bodies of true demons, along with some of my darker-inclined sorcerers. We're all thin as bones. Well, my feet are a different story. That happened when-\n\n \tMay: ``Sire? Don't you want to hear the news?''\n\n\t``Oh, sorry, I was lost in thought. Yes, tell me the current events.''\n\n\tMay starts spooning cheesecake into my mouth with a little more gusto. May: ``The Kingdom of Stars seems to have retreated completely after last night's attack. The guard has reported no movements, so your personal guards are currently on their way back to the throne.'' She pauses her feeding for a moment to give me a chance to respond. I don't, so she keeps ramming it in. ``The subrosians, my people, have expressed a desire to show their appreciation for your kindness towards them. Our- ahem, their leader has sent a message declaring that they are ready to fight for your kingdom, if the need arises. You need simply accept their support.'' There's only a little bit of cake left on the plate, so instead of pausing, she quickly scarfs the rest down my throat and reaches for the second plate.\n\n\tI swallow. ``Ahm, yes. Give me the papers, I'll sign them immediately. The steroids were tangentially intended to increase their war readiness, but I never expected them to be so readily willing to die for me.'' I see May wince when I say that. ``O-of course, I will never put them in harm's way if I can help it! My army should be able to handle things on their own, but yes, should the need arise, I will happily accept their support. Consider this an ironclad bond of alliance between our people. They are not a vassal state, but a sovereign nation. In fact, notify Queen Hassiba that if anything threatens them, we also offer our support.''\n\n\tMay seems more than pleased by my response, thank goodness. The last thing I need is to piss off the person who literally bypasses all of my security to directly feed me tons of food that I don't know the nature or origin of. Especially since she has massive tits. I don't want to lose my life, but I definitely don't want to lose those tits!\n\n\tMay begins gingerly feeding me cheesecake number 2 of 17 as she continues the news, her eyes smiling in the darkness of the robe. May: ``I will relay that to our messengers, my king. In other news, the managers of several inns and brothels, those closest to the castle, have expressed distaste in the way Knight Werewolf is treating their establishments. Apparently he's been... err... `claiming' all of the workers in each building... including the owners! He has been going since early this morning and seems to still be on a tear as we speak. They are demanding recompense, above simply that of the time spent, due to the rather heavy property damage being caused by his... l-lovemaking.'' May's nipples erect and her face blushes red.\n\n\tI can't help but blush as well. I never suspected he was that pent up. I guess it has been a while since I gave my knights time to themselves... I'm going to have to think of a more constructive way to do it, though, if this is the destruction Wolf is causing. Apparently he's on an absolute rape-spree, knotting anyone he can get his muscular paws on and fucking them into the ground. I'm glad that he at least remembered my order about not bothering normal citizens, but if the damage is as extensive as I think it is... heavens, if I let Master do that, he would very well destroy my whole kingdom!\n\n\tMay doesn't stop feeding me, so I have to wait until she switches to plate 3 before I can talk. I swallow. ``Mm, tell my magicians they're going to have to work double-duty today. They will simply have to go around and clean up Wolf's mess. We will, not, however, be paying them any extra. The free repairs and cleanups should be good enough. Make sure the magicians know that they're not getting paid any extra for the job, either. Heaven knows they're just sitting around here playing with themselves most of the time, and I'm sending them to fix up brothels for goodness sakes.''\n\n\tMay resumes shoving cheesecake down my esophagus. She knows I don't have a gag reflex, but even so she's really going at it. May: ``I don't know how happy they will be when they hear that, but your word is law.''\n\n\tOne of my messenger servants shows up at her side. May doesn't stop ladeling cheesecake into my mouth, even as she relays all of the information he needs to hear. By the time he confirms the information, bows, and then leaves, we're on plate 9.\n\n\tI swallow and clear my throat. ``Was that all for the news?'' That's all I can get out before she jams another spoon in my face.\n\n\tMay: ``Ah-, yes... oh, no, there is one more thing. The treasurer is requesting an audience with you. He will arrive shortly after breakfast concludes. Will you be needing a drink to wash down your food?'' She pauses.\n\n\tI swallow. ``Nghm, yes, but only after the cheesecake is done. Compliments to the chef.''\n\n\tMay: ``Of course, sire.''\n\n\tThe general forcefeeding of cheesecake continues for a while. I close my eyes and let her do it. The flavors are all absolutely amazing. I didn't even know cheesecake could be made like this. I'm suddenly subtly aware of the position of my feet, and the sticky disaster happening between my soles. I'm not really supposed to fall asleep in this position, as it substantially slows down operations within the castle. Nothing to do about it now. I assume everyone is already prepared, but I should ask. Once she finishes nourishing me with plate 14, she stops.\n\n\tMay: ``Ah, these last ones are the, uhh, `special flavors'. They are in much smaller portions than the previous plates, but I've been assured they are just as filling.''\n\n\t``Do it! By the way, I just remembered-''\n\n\tMay doesn't wait, she picks up the thin slice of cake 15 with her hand and shoves it all into my mouth at once. She then waits for me to swallow and observes the effects. She probably would have fed them all to me at the same time if she thought it was safe.\n\n\tThe first one is spicy, uniquely balancing the sweetness of the cheese with fresh peppers. My face flushes with the heat... and then with arousal, as my lower body suddenly fills with its own heat. I look down to my cock, completely flaccid (one of the only penises in the castle that's allowed to be). The veins along it slowly pump up, as if constricted, but without an accompanying erection or even a feeling of tightness. I begin to feel them once they're all visible, lost in the smooth ridges and... just the sight of them... I erect up to about 20%. They don't stop, either... they keep expanding in my hands, shoving my skin up with their purple pressure. It's not until the veins, perfectly cylindrical, begin to push against each other does the growth end. Due to the sheer size of my cock compared to the rest of my body, the veins were now big enough to sink my whole fist between. I erect up to 30%.\n\n\tI look over to May, about to signal to her that I'm ready for the next experimental slice, but I hesitate when I see the rather aggressively impatient look in her eye. She already has both slices ready, one in each hand. I don't even have time to open my mouth before she jams the slices into my face, getting magic-cheesecake all over it, and then smears as much of it into my mouth as she can.\n\n\tMay: ``Lick it up. The steak is on the way right now!''\n\n\tI don't want to make her angry. I rush to swallow, then extend my long tongue over my face to pick up the rest. I'm not sure what the flavors were supposed to be since they were mixed up. I'm guessing plain cream and... salt-covered plastic. I have no idea.\n\n\tThe effects come quickly. This must be what they meant by ``just as filling.'' My belly and balls simultaneously inflate with fat and cum, and I can't tell which went where. My scrotum pushes my legs up and spills further over the edge of the seat... it also begins putting pressure against my ass, a rather nice sensation. My belly, meanwhile, already massively domed with plate after plate of cheesecake, each individual slice too big for my little imp stomach, suddenly expands further until it not just rests on my balls, but puts weight on them.\n\n\tI heave a heavy sigh, beginning to pant a little. ``May... have the servants been prepared?''\n\n\tMay has calmed down a little back to her previous, subservient demeanor. I get the feeling this will end once the steak arrives. May: ``Yes, everyone is ready. The magicians covered everyone while they were cleaning the throne room.''\n\n\t``Excellent. I should get this out of the way before the steak.''\n\n\tI probably forgot to mention. May has a bit of a fat fetish. Some people question whether her forcefeeding me while she orgasms counts as ``sex'', especially when I say I haven't had sex with her, and that's a question that I'm not going to answer. Thank you.\n\n\tI should probably also explain the situation with my feet. Their sheer size, girth, and aroma was a result of my demonization (my becoming of a demon, not people portraying me as a bad person). Apparently your desires will affect what your body looks like after the procedure, and, uhh... well, there you go. My feet were already quite large when I was still human, a result of various spells and experiments I performed on them, which may have affected the demonization. Whatever the case, their various parameters were all greatly magnified, including their padding, softness, musculature, sensitivity, and sweat production, at the cost of a few toes. The new ones have only three digits, but impressive black claws. I only wish my legs evolved to match them.\n\n\tRegarding the smell, that was completely the fault of the demonization. Their odor worked normally before, meaning they needed vectors of bacterial growth for it to happen. These feet stink no matter what, and to a much more extreme degree than a pair of wet socks could manage. I'm absolutely in love with it, but the scent doesn't exactly garner universal appraise. It's no big deal, though. That's what magic is for! The entire castle is magically insulated, protecting the citizens outside from the pollution since, yes, the stink of my feet spreads for miles if uncontained. Insulating the feet themselves, which I had to do before I was crowned king, is very uncomfortable. Instead, to protect my servants, guards, and visitors, Mittens set up an invisible magic bubble that automatically surrounds the heads of all who enter. It filters the air far better than a mechanical gas mask can, and has the added bonus of preserving my dignity. The scent may linger on their clothes and bodies for ``a while'', but that's much easier to bear I've been told. Fortunately it's just a smell, and not an ``evil'' smell with debilitating effects. It's not poisonous or anything, though it may deprive someone of oxygen if they get too close to the source.\n\n\tSome have expressed discomfort with addressing what is essentially just a giant pair of feet when they visit me, since I have them raised up in the air and what can be seen behind them is much less substantial, but they get over it.\n\n\tThings change a bit when I leave my relaxation pose, though. If my feet have been stuck together too long, the stench they release is... very extreme. The gas is literally blinding, which gets in the way of work until it's filtered out. The filter bubble also needs to be fortified and recast. Of course, those who enjoy the smell, and the wet, inescapable thickness of the smell, such as me and my advisors, are free to simply go about their duties as the fortunate few.\n\n\t``Soles forward!''\n\n\tMy command isn't just told to my advisors, but echoed by my servants throughout the castle. A stillness soon falls across the castle as everyone braces for impact. My advisors begin their work, softly peeling my feet apart from each other and then raising them upright. I moan and sigh, feeling my legs stretch out to a more comfortable position. I stretch my feet as well, curling them and flexing my ankles. Mittens and Goblin move back to the heel of my feet to hold them aloft, remaining unseen from my point of view.\n\n\tAs soon as this process starts, a dark yellow-green fog slowly envelops the throne room. I see Squeak start coughing. Did he get the bubble? Well, he's close to the door, so he can get out safely if it's a problem. All of the doors except the front gate are open to allow the fog to filter through as quickly as possible. While the fog remains thickest in the room, my penis erects to about 70%, pushing uncomfortably against my swollen belly. Within a few minutes, though, most of it has been dispersed into adjacent rooms, and then out through the roof with a magic fan, courtesy of Mittens. That takes care of the bomb, but the miasma sticks to the body even more than usual. Each of my servants will have to take some time to bathe, a fairly quick ritual with the help of magic, but still slower than we all would like. In total, everyone inside the castle is out of commission for about fifteen to twenty minutes. That's not counting those who left the castle entirely after being notified that this was going to happen. I give everyone my apologies between my pleasured breaths.\n\n\tIt's not just the smell that turns me on, but the feeling of so many large muscles stretching out after so much time spent locked is simply divine. Especially when those muscles are in my feet, which are already far more sensitive than human feet are. I continue to wiggle, flex, and curl them long after the castle is back in shape, constantly feeding my brain their unique brand of pleasure.\n\n\tMay: ``The steak has arrived, your highness. The flavor wasn't protected, but you don't mind, do you?''\n\n\t``I don't mind at all. Describe it to me.''\n\n\tMay begins slicing into the steak with a fork and knife. May: ``This comes from the round of a Westian Glade Boolbeest. A protected species, it was hunted just for you, your allies, and your most trusted servants. Of course, you are fed first and receive the highest quality cut. This dish was prepared by evenly braising and steaming the meat with a garlic marinade put together from the produce of seven different countries. Once medium-rare, it was stuffed with a mixture of garlic, beast bread and Roanian butter, flavored with over a dozen different spices produced within our own kingdom, and warmed until well-done. It is served topped with chopped garlic cloves from the royal gardens, which have been tossed with oil, fresh peppers, onions, tomatoes, and potatoes, with a side of horseradish, tobasco shrimp sauce, and subrosian red wine.'' By the time she's finished talking, she's finished dicing up the steak.\n\n\tDespite the fancy description, the dish looked more like a giant mountain of diced garlic with a few peppers in it. To give you an idea of just how much garlic is on this plate, the plate itself is about the size of my belly right now, and the steak misses the edge of the plate by only a centimeter. Yet I can barely even see it under the sheer amount of garlic that's been shoveled both on top of it and inside of it. The plate has been placed on the arm of the throne beside her (the throne is pretty big). She digs her fork deep into the mountain to spear one of the giant squares of meat, then raises it, using a little bit of basic magic to keep all of the garlic floating around the fork. \n\n\tShe didn't cut the pieces small enough... but I think she knows that. There's nothing I can do about it, I'm pretty much at her mercy now. At least the food smells good, because I fear I won't be savoring the flavor much.\n\n\tA dark smile comes over her eyes. May: ``Open wide.''\n\n\tI open my mouth as wide as I can, which isn't nearly wide enough to get the meat through it. She doesn't hesitate, she sticks her fingers right into my tiny mouth and wrenches it further open. My jaw isn't going to unhinge itself, after all. She sticks the first forkfull of garlic-with-a-little-bit-of-meat-in-it into my mouth without care or ceremony.\n\n\tAt first, you think she's simply being rude, as if feeding me is interrupting her day. Then you see the telltale signs of arousal touch her body. She's way too young to be this into this, but there's so much sex-based magic going around, in my kingdom especially, that I'm sure she's been affected by some... and I don't mean the size of her bre-\n\n\tMay: ``Chew! Come on, don't want to get too skinny now!'' May grabs my jaw and forces it up and down.\n\n\tI try to swallow, but I can't get the meat chunk down at all.\n\n\tDon't worry, if I could die by choking, I would have done so a long time ago. My body doesn't work the same way a normal mammal's does. You see, years ago-\n\n\tMay jams the next meat cube into my mouth with so much aggressive force, you would think she's actually trying to kill me. May: ``Hhhah~, no monologuing to the audience now, your portliness. You have so much food to get through! Don't want to disappoint the chef now, do we?!''\n\n\tEveryone else in the room shuffles a bit and tries to mind their own business. It's nothing they haven't seen before, it's just... it's a little weird. Lingering servants clear their throats and try to avoid eye contact. Squeak simply stares out the window, too uncomfortable with the situation to even think of turning around. Even Tozy is facing away, basting a random pillar with his cum as he tries to ignore the act of a random little girl abusing his master. Even Mittens, normally aroused by absolutely everything along with Goblin, stays oddly still and quiet under my feet. Elsewhere, I can sense that Master and Werewolf know what day it is, and they're purposely delaying their arrival back to the castle just so they can avoid being here when this happens.\n\n\tGeez, make me feel like a freak, why don't you? This happens every few days, you would think they would have gotten used to it by now. I know it doesn't have anything to do with her age. There's a few other kids around the castle, Tozy included, and they're no strangers to sex. A demonic foot-monster can spread a defenseless cub's legs and there's nothing but cheering and good vibes, but engage in a fat fetish and suddenly everyone gets quiet? Fuck you guys.\n\n\tWell, not that it's really me engaging in the fetish, as much as it's just me idly being the object of affection. Maybe they just don't like May? May's blush deepens with every fork of meat she shoves in my mouth and her nipples tent the front of her robe even further. It isn't long before sweat is flying from her body, drenching the pits and creases of her clothing while her pussy pours a constant stream of fluids down the inside of her legs and the front of her dress. She's an absolute mess, and we're not even halfway through the steak.\n\n\tI, meanwhile, can't do much more than sit and take it. The steroids mixed into the garlic work quickly on my small body, inflating the muscles along my torso, arms, and legs. The fat foodgut slowly turns into a rippled musclegut as the power keeps flowing in. They don't stop swelling as long as I keep getting fed. This is certainly a novel experience. I've never possessed hyper muscles before, even temporarily. Everything feels bulky and hard to move, but... I can't stop flexing.\n\n\tMay is hyperventilating. Her voice comes out as a nasally hiss. May: ``More. More. Keep eating. Keep. Eating. My fat, fat, fffat, piggy-wiggy, *PIG* king...''\n\n\tWhen she says ``pig'', she actually spits in my mouth. She might be getting into this a little bit more than usual. When the platter gets down to half-empty, her self-control crumbles completely. She raises one more fork, her hand shaking wildly and her magic failing to keep the garlic from getting everywhere. Her eyes zip to my belly and then back to my face repeatedly. It's all she can do to shove even one more cube of meat into my jammed-open jowls without...\n\n\tShe suddenly screams. She grabs the meat off the fork with her hand and then throws the fork on the ground. With unnatural strength, she picks up the plate with her free hand and jumps from the arm of the chair up on top of my belly, which is so massive now that it's starting to compete with the size of my feet. She slides down until she's straddling my face through her robe. Well, I say ``straddling'', but her subrosian lava-hot vulva is literally pushed hard against my mouth through the cloth. What is she doing?\n\n\tI look up at her, muscles too bloated to attempt to move her even if I wanted to. Her muscles have exploded! What? I didn't see her eat any of the garlic. Is it airborne or something? Whatever the case, her biceps are filling out her sleeves much more than they used to, and I can feel the muscles of her thighs squeezing the sides of my head.\n\n\tMay slams the meat, along with her whole hand and newly-beefy arm, all the way down my throat. Literally face-fisting me. Her voice is loud, uneven and raspy, emotions completely out of control. May: ``TAKE IT! TAKE IT YOU FAT FUCK! N-NGH! AAAAAAA!!!'' When she removes her hand from my stomach, she clutches the back of my head and jams my face further into her muff as she squirts hard. Her femcum sprays clean through the robe and into my mouth, as if washing the food down. Her other arm holds the platter perfectly the whole time. She seems to calm down a bit after the orgasm, pausing to lay back and rub my belly with her free hand. ``So much... so soft... so much of you, you big, food-pregnant fatass. So big. My king is so big. Hhhhhah~... let's get the rest of this into you. Right now.''\n\n\tI have the rare opportunity to talk, though it comes out garbled. ``Gbrrright dow...?''\n\n\tMay: ``Yes, all of it. I have to undo these unsightly gains. Open your mouth.'' She says that as if it's a request, but she actually shoves her fist in my mouth and wrenches it open.\n\n\tThe next few minutes are a blur, and I mean that literally. Her free arm grabs more meat and shoves it in, but every time she grabs another one she gets faster. Is her arm getting... bigger...? Her arm moves like lightning in and out, in, out, in, out, blasting meat and garlic into my mouth at deadly speeds. Once the plate gets down to the last few (massive) scraps, she suddenly pauses and stares down at her feeding-arm in a little bit of a panic. It appears her bicep got too big and she can't move it freely anymore.\n\n\tMay's arm vibrates as she struggles to get it to move normally. May: ``DAMN IT. Mph! MOVE! Mph! STUPID GARLIC! WHY CAN'T I-... A-AAAAH!'' May's arm suddenly bursts completely out of the thick fabric of her sleeve, unevenly massive compared even to the unladylike muscles swelling across the rest of her form. Her arm is almost as thick as her whole shortstack body is wide, at least five times thicker than her other arm and thumping with cute little veins across the mostly smooth, black exterior. There are very few ridges or ripples, making her almost-spherical bicep look surprisingly soft and inviting. The look on her face expresses her distaste, though. ``STOP! I'M NOT EVEN FLEXING! STUPID MUSCLES! THAT IS IT!'' May suddenly glares down at me. ``THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!! I HATE YOU! EAT YOUR FUCKING DINNER!!!'' Unable to do anything else with her open arm, she instead slams the whole platter into my face, smashing the plate to pieces.\n\n\tThroughout this, my vision was steadily being impeded by my rising pecs, which slowly raise her muff off my face. After shattering the plate over my head, she sits for a moment just breathing heavily. The feeding is over, so her time with me is up for the day. She's about to climb off when her arm suddenly flexes and her whole body freezes.\n\n\tThe muscles in May's exposed arm seem to throb and flex of their own accord. She finds herself entranced by the dancing ripples. Her blush deepens, she mutters something under her breath. May: ``W-why does this... feel so good...?'' She relaxes back into my belly. A look of guilt spreads across her eyes. ``N-no... no, I'm a girl. I don't like this.'' Seemingly against her will, she grunts and her arm suddenly flexes hard... and then repeatedly as her conscious mind falls prey to a new addiction. It doesn't take long before another orgasm builds... and... \n\n\tI'm actually still trying to swallow. I can't see anything with the plate over my face, all I feel is a sudden blast of moisture. My powers of omnipotent narration only go so far, okay? I can't see shit. With my bloated body, her fluids pool in the large, deep space between my shoulders, pecs, and neck, putting my head in a feminine moat I could only hope I wouldn't drown in.\n\n\tAfter that, I feel her finally climb off and - after a few minutes of rather loud sighing as she takes a masturbatory view of my body from the side - get escorted away by a few of my other servants. She doesn't face any punishment for these things, she just goes back to her room and sleeps it off.\n\n\tI can't speak, but Mittens knows what to do. A magic napkin is formed in the air above me, which wipes away all of the scraps, shards, and trash obscuring my ``handsome'' visage. And by ``wipes away'', I mean ``erases from existence.'' It's yet another spell I'm completely ignorant of the nature of, I'm just glad it doesn't hurt me. In mere moments, I'm sparkling clean from the neck up, and my body is slowly dwindling down. I think... it's dwindling, right? The magic from the garlic seems to be wearing off a lot slower than usual.\n\n\tIn the meantime, no part of me except my feet can be discerned from any angle other than above. My belly has grown so large that it spills over the arms of the throne and pushes my feet down (don't worry, Mittens' magic does most of the heavy lifting down there). Whatever else can be seen is an indecipherable mass of rippling meat from overexpanded musculature. My cock and balls, previously bloated from the cheesecake, is completely hidden under my stomach even with their massive size. Unfortunately, I can feel their changes receding, too. I sulk a bit, but that's by design. My servants are supposed to change from day to day, not me. I have too many responsibilities for that.\n\n\tAnd speaking of responsibilities, it's time to humor my guests. Who's up first, today...\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#5 Cue Benjamin\n\n\tMy treasurer slams open one of the side doors and stomps up to confront me... or rather my toes, since I can't see anything past my body and neither can he. Unfortunately, my ears still work, so I can hear everything he says.\n\n\tTreasurer: ``Young master, your behavior is unconscionable! Do you have any idea how much your actions are costing us?! Our national defense is falling precipitously behind as a direct result of your ill-considered, sexually-informed decisions! If we keep pouring all of our money into the goddamn royal knights, we're going to be overrun! Our enemies will rip apart our land piece by piece and all that will be left standing is you and your precious castle! You hear me?! That steroid decree should have gone to our military, not citizens for god's sake! We have no data on the effectiveness, or even the existence, of any `subrosian army.' Forming a military alliance with them? Have you gone insane?! These attacks we're seeing are going to keep escalating unless we show our enemies that we have an impenetrable defense! Not one man! If we had been attacked from more than one direction last night, can you even imagine the devastation?! And your antics with the beasts!! That must end! I can't even believe the gall of your request to send a `non-monetary' gift. There's no such thing as a non-monetary gift, damn it! Sending anything to another country. Costs! MONEY! Every time you open your mouth, I have to set aside the funds! We don't have infinite income, and you refuse to raise taxes! If you don't want to penalize the people, you must make smarter decisions, or there won't be a people! They will all be dead, do you understand?! You cannot lean on our allies forever! Eventually, we have to give back and show them that we have power! Why can't you see that?!''\n\n\tHis name is Benjamin, a male middle-aged human. He takes offense if you call him Ben. He works for me because I pay him a lot, but he's told me on more than one occasion that if I give him a reason, he's jumping ship. Frankly, I don't know why he hasn't left yet. Maybe he's more loyal than he says?\n\n\tI talk to him using mental magic, since I can't open my mouth. ``I do see that, calm down. I said `non-monetary' because not sending money costs less money than sending money, right?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``NO! Sending non-money costs more than sending money because of the transportation costs! We usually have to hire more than one escort depending on the size. We can't afford to just use a regular courier even for small items because there's so much risk of interception! If we just sent money, we could use the air routes!''\n\n\t``Fine! Send money, then!''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``We don't have money! Do you have any idea how much the fabric cost for the subrosian community you were so catering to yesterday?!''\n\n\tI sigh. ``Okay, just send a note of thanks and `IOU'. We can afford that, right?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Yes, we can afford that. Now, what are you going to do about-''\n\n\t``I've scheduled a meeting with the head of the guard to discuss the quality of our troops. The steroid decree proved to be more effective than I anticipated, so we will move to supplying them to the military... as soon as we can afford production.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Right, `as soon as we can afford production.' Unbelieveable. You better pray that our enemies don't see our weakness right now.''\n\n\t``Look, we may not know anything about subrosian tactics, but the rest of the world doesn't, either. They may stand by until that information is revealed, lest they possibly take grievous losses.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``And if they don't?'' He taps his foot on the ground.\n\n\t``Then we fall back on our usual strategies. We know the subrosians have become more physically powerful as a result of the steroid decree, so they have at least that much going for them, and their gifts in the realms of magic is unquestioned.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Not battle magic. Flesh alone does not win in war. If our enemies have found a way to defeat behemoths-''\n\n\t``If anyone finds out how to defeat behemoths, they would become the de facto rulers of the world. Let's not talk nonsense.'' By this point, my body has shrunk to a more manageable size, so I can finally use my mouth, though we still can't see each other. ``Ahem... Benjamin, you're right, as always. I don't believe we are in a perilous situation yet, but we are on the way. Send a probe through the kingdom to gather opinions on taxes. We will consider raising them if they're favorable.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``I don't believe that for a second... but I'll find someone reliable to conduct the research. You would do well to keep your word.''\n\n\t``Haven't I always?''\n\n\tBenjamin doesn't respond. He stomps off back towards the side door.\n\n\tI talk into his mind before he leaves. ``And don't worry, I won't request help from our allies. We have burdened them enough.''\n\n\tBenjamin halts in his stride for a moment.\n\n\t``My earlier offer still stands, as well, if you need help back there. You don't want to get too stressed.''\n\n\tBenjamin thinks, ``I'm fine'', and walks away, slamming the door behind him slightly less hard than when he came in.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#6 My Country\n\n\tSqueak: ``Your highness, the knights return!''\n\n\tThe gate is opened to reveal Master, Pea, and Sissy, who promptly resume their posts within the room. Once Master sits down, since no one would be able to hear anything if I tried talking while he was still moving, I tell Sissy to fetch the chief of the guard. It feels a little silly to reopen the door and send him back out right after he got back, but it's the quickest way to summon him. Sissy is freaky fast when he's alone, he just prefers to travel with Pea.\n\n\tBy the time he comes back with the chief, my body has resumed its original dimensions... though the increase in volume to the veins on my penis seems to be permanent. That's very much illegal, to inflict any permanent changes on the king... but I'll allow it, as long as they don't distract me too much. I can actually see them visibly pulsing in my periphery at all times, but the extra cum in my balls proves to be a much greater distraction. I haven't emptied them in a while, and the surprise filling this morning had made my body impatient. I wave a servant over to send a message to Piriahzan, telling him that he's treading on dangerous territory. If he does this again, he will be punished.\n\n\tAh, I didn't explain why I was eating so much, or why it disappeared so fast. A demon's body doesn't follow the normal processes of digestion, since its holes must all be kept open and available for pleasure (and let me tell you, having an anus work as an entrance-only orifice is pretty great). However, demons still need some sort of fuel. For a true demon, that fuel is souls, which happen to be in abundance over in hell. I have found an alternative. A demon's body is capable of condensing anything into usable energy in large enough volumes, even things that aren't human-edible. It takes a considerable amount, but it's manageable. Especially now that I'm king and I can just use actual food. Packed as full as I was today, I can comfortably skip eating again for the next week... though I may take a few ``liberties.''\n\n\tNow that I can actually see my surroundings, I take a look around. Mittens and Goblin are still safely tucked under my heels. I scrunch my feet a few times, just to hear the inevitable high-pitched moans. That makes me remember how dry they are. I look to my left for Tozy. He's idly jerking himself off, bored and seeing if he can draw a picture on the high ceilings of the throne room. I remind him that my feet are available.\n\n\tTozy: ``O-oh! Sorry, master!''\n\n\tI look to my right to see Master already lazily repositioning to angle his immense outpouring... and also a goblet of wine! Hey! I guess it somehow survived May during dinner, and no one took it away afterwards. I reach all the way over to move the goblet to a slightly more comfortable position.\n\n\tBoth Master and Tozy have to adjust their distance a bit to hit me right. It takes a few moments, but rich, thick cum infinitely glazes my feet once more. I wiggle my toes to feel the cum slipping between them. A sudden gout of cum fires along the full length of the red carpet, originating from Goblin's own overendowment. I guess everyone's a bit pent up.\n\n\tSqueak: ``Sissy has returned! He brings the chief of the guard!''\n\n\tFinally. The gates open, revealing the two of them. Sissy goes back to his post and promptly begins fucking Pea. Okay, everyone's very pent up. And I wonder why Werewolf is destroying all the brothels...\n\n\tThe chief of the guard... a hulking dragon named Slai. He folds his wings down to get through the gate, then bows his four legs and lowers his head in reverence to me. An extremely muscular beast, he has a neck and flanks that require armor to be regularly custom fit to cover their growing size. Despite being quadrupedal, he has extensively studied combat tactics for bipedal creatures and therefore remains qualified to instruct others.\n\n\tSlai: ``Your highness.''\n\n\t``Chief Slai. Werewolf has suggested to me that the soldiers on the east wall were... experiencing difficulties dealing with the intruders?''\n\n\tHe sighs. Slai: ``Yes, your highness. Most of our enemies lie to the west, so the soldiers on the east wall have grown... complacent. It will not happen again.''\n\n\t``Relax, Slai. I didn't call you here for this, I just wanted to get that out of the way.''\n\n\tSlai raises his head to look at me. Slai: ``Sir?''\n\n\t``The treasurer has raised concerns about the power of our military in comparison to our enemies. I need your take on it. How was the performance of our soldiers on the west defense?''\n\n\tSlai: ``I won't mince words, sire. It was an uncomfortable match, to say the least. We could have fended them off on our own, but not without losses. The magical power of the Kingdom of Stars has improved significantly since their last attack. If Master didn't show up when he did, our recovery would not have went unnoticed.''\n\n\t``Troubling. What do you think they need? Do you think the recently produced steroids would help?''\n\n\tSlai: ``Yes, of course. Refitting the armor would take some time, but the greater flesh would make us much more resilient. Unfortunately, we need more than that. Our anti-magic systems failed multiple times during yesterday's encounter. If their magic gets any stronger, it will be completely useless. Our battle-sorcerers need some kind of boon, as does our anti-magic weaponry. Larger bodies would allow us to break enemy barriers more efficiently, but our ability to deflect simple magic spells must be improved if we are to keep our men alive.''\n\n\t``I see. I'll have to get the house sorcerers on that.'' I point to a passing servant. ``You, send this message to high sorcerer DDK.''\n\n\tI send a message saying to pivot to military research (from sex research). I'm not happy about it, but enemies will be enemies. I try to avoid making them, but being a demon... especially when the kingdom you've taken over has turned into a sextopia... well, I can't expect everyone to just go along with it. Some want to see me dead just to return the area to ``normalcy'', whatever that means. Hey, I simply encouraged the sex, I didn't cause it. The obsession with growth and power in this world started with the behemoths, not me, okay? Most kingdoms have unnaturally large super-penises walking around these days, but because they're only being used behind closed doors, that's somehow ``pure.'' As far as I'm concerned, if the guy has a full erection leaking thick trails of cum everywhere he goes, trying to keep a pretense of civility is ridiculous. Everyone will be happier and calmer if they just let it out. I'm not creating a sex-crazy anarchy, despite what my opponents put out in their propaganda, I'm creating an open, sex-friendly space. Those who choose to live in my kingdom understand this.\n\n\tI'll grant you, the inside of my castle is a different story, but we're not talking about my castle, we're talking about my kingdom. That's different. My kingdom is a great place to live! So what if people are having sex in the streets?! The magitrains are still arriving on time, dammit! Poverty is down! Crime is down! Education is up! The statistics are all on my side! Yet I make one decree forcing a section of my citizens to begin regularly injecting untested steroids into their bodies and suddenly all the data concerning my country is ``falsified'' and ``can't be trusted.'' Bullshit!\n\n\tI rub my temples in frustration. I forgot I was still talking to Slai, who simply stares at me with a worried look. He probably thinks I'm rubbing my temples at the state of our military, and not at the state of the world in general. ``I will get the steroids to you as soon as I can, but you may need some patience. Work on recruiting in the meantime, see who is capable of magic. You never know, there may be untapped potential right under our noses.''\n\n\tSlai: ``Yes, sir.''\n\n\tI suddenly remember something. ``Be on the lookout for some more... unusual methods of defense as well. You are dismissed.''\n\n\tSlai lowers his head to the ground. Slai: ``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''\n\n\t``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#7 Give Me Cumshots\n\n\tOnce Slai leaves, I relax back and cross my legs, letting out a deep sigh. I reach over to grab the goblet of wine. It's heavier than it looks in my little imp hands and huge compared to the size of my body. It takes some balancing on my base of my cock to avoid spilling it. It was meant for May to handle and push to my lips, not me, but I don't feel like getting a servant just to help me drink some wine. I rear my head back and open my mouth wide as I tip the cup over... and drop about half of it straight down my throat. It wasn't an intentional movement. I miraculously avoid spilling the whole thing over my lap as I start coughing on the warm wine.\n\n\t``Squeak! Does anyone approach?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``No, sire! The incoming road is completely clear.''\n\n\t``Hmm... you, random servant. Go and fetch the head alchemist for me.''\n\n\t... \n\n\t...\n\n\t...\n\n\tBefore me stands Libra, a dog-beastwoman. She's a tall, thin woman... with four huge, throbbing, knotted dicks. She's not a herm, she's technically male, but she prefers to be referred to as female. She insists that the rest of her body naturally grew to be as fully-female as it looks, complete with cute features, a curvy figure, and perky breasts, but you know what? I don't believe her. There's too much cosmetic magic going around these days, and I've never seen anyone that looks remotely like her that wasn't a hermaphrodite. She likely just had the vagina removed for whatever reason, or she drank a really good Femmy potion.\n\n\tA potion that she probably brewed herself. She's a legendary alchemist, residing in my castle only because of our stellar relations with the Beast Kingdom. I don't dare disrespect her (to her face). She's been known to be as powerful as a real sorcerer if push comes to shove. \n\n\tShe's one of the people who helped put alchemy on the map as a viable profession, especially for the magically-disinclined. It was once believed that there was no use for alchemy, since magic could take care of all our needs. Unfortunately, not only is magic impossible for many, it also has many limits. For instance, there are extremely few spells capable of producing permanent effects, and they tend to weaken the user. Alchemical mixtures can warp things nigh-irreversibly. Of course, alchemy requires much more in terms of time, funding, and training, while a magic spell can be cast on a whim by those with the ability, but not everyone can learn magic. It's locked to roughly twenty percent of the population, though this varies depending on lineage and species. For example, thirty percent of humans can learn magic, ninety percent of subrosians, but only five percent of beastmen.\n\n\tThe final goal of alchemy was originally to create a potion that would allow anyone to cast magic, but it has since been understood that both magic and alchemy are needed for a society to flourish.\n\n\tOf course, in this instance, we're not talking about the society, we're talking about me. Where the fuck is my dose of whatever the fuck they gave Tozy?!\n\n\tI take the time to word this question more politely. ``Hello, Libra. There was an interesting development within the castle last night. Are you aware?''\n\n\tLibra: ``I'm afraid I am not. I was taking cover due to the attack, I haven't been updated on the situation yet.''\n\n\t``Ah, don't worry about that. We are shifting to more military-focused research, but that isn't why I called you. I'm referring to little Tozy. That potion you've been feeding him, the uhh... what did you call it, the Kegel Potion?''\n\n\tLibra: ``Oh, the Cumshot Potion! Yes, are you pleased?!'' Libra's tail starts wagging.\n\n\t``Um... yes! Yes, I am pleased with the results, they are, uhh... quite powerful. Excessively so, actually. I just have a few questions about it.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Amazing! I mean, we knew what we were targeting but I had no idea it would work so well!''\n\n\t``Yeah, it's pretty great. Was there any, uhh... magic involved in getting Tozy to this state?''\n\n\tLibra: ``Nope!! The sorcerers cooperated with us for imaging and research, but the final result is one-hundred percent liquid!'' Libra's tail wags harder. An almost ecstatic smile spreads across her face from pride.\n\n\t``I see, I see... do you think it's ready for production?''\n\n\tLibra: ``Nope, absolutely not! I'm afraid the materials to make it are a little too expensive if we make them available to citizens. The resulting blast was also demonstrated to be a little too strong to be safe, and we're not sure yet if Tozy's geneology enhanced the effect.''\n\n\t``Hm. If you will, send the data to the treasurer. We may have a military use for your current version of it.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Oh, interesting! Is that what you were referring to about last night?''\n\n\t``Yes, it was. Tozy was able to cause a surprising amount of damage with the force of his cum as a result of your potion. However, I have one other question.''\n\n\tLibra: ``I see! Wonderful! What else?''\n\n\t``Is it, err, perhaps possible that I could receive a... a sampling of this concoction? J-just for testing, of course.''\n\n\tLibra spots the rather desperate look on my face, and her wide smile changes from ``proud'' to ``sly''. Libra: ``Oooh, yes of course, my liege. Hehe, sorry, we kind of forgot all about you amidst our celebrations.''\n\n\tI try to maintain a straight face. ``Huh, heh, I see. Alright. Well. You see, the last thing I heard about the potion was the thing about `ten-thousand kegels', so I thought the effect would be somewhat less... pronounced.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Oh, yes, that description was just a joke. Heh... sorry. W-we'll have something ready for you before the end of the day, promise!''\n\n\t``Thank you.''\n\n\t``Your highness!'' Libra takes a deep bow, then walks back to her quarters.\n\n\tI'm not actually sure if the effect will work on me or not, but I definitely need to feel what I saw. Tozy's orgasm last night was insane... it looked even bigger than mine! I'm the leader here! I'm supposed to be having the people-killing, castle-destroying orgasms, not some kid! The potion is technically a muscular improvement, but since it's focused entirely on a sexual area, my body may retain it. It must retain it. I will not be beat out by Tozy. I don't care if my cock destroys the entire fucking world, I'm the king of the Kingdom of LUST! I'm literally the king of lust! Not him! Nobody overtakes my manhood!\n\n\tMittens suddenly speaks into my mind. Mittens: ``Your mind-masking isn't active. Anyone capable of reading minds could hear all of that. Just letting you know.''\n\n\tDAMN IT, MITTENS, TELL ME THIS SHIT EARLIER!\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#8 Titan Trouble\n\n\tFortunately for me, there wasn't a whole lot of time to sulk.\n\n\tSqueak: ``A messenger arrives!''\n\n\tI sigh. ``Let him through. It must be important.''\n\n\tThe messenger is one of my regular soldiers. He's half-human, half-beast... and he's out of breath. He must have ran here.\n\n\tMessenger: ``Sire! I bring a report from the border... hhh... between our kingdom and Yoshi Nation... hhh-hh... one of our soldiers has been wounded!''\n\n\tMy eyes narrow. ``What happened?''\n\n\tWe aren't enemies with the yoshis, but we aren't allied, either. If we have a new enemy on our eastern border, this could be very serious.\n\n\tMessenger: ``It looks like it may have been an accident, but it looks someone was... hhh-hh... tampering with... t-titan magic.''\n\n\t``Oh no. Is the soldier okay?''\n\n\tMessenger: ``They are... alive. But they may no longer be fit to serve.''\n\n\tUnstable Titan Magic. Performing it is one of the highest acts of treason. Not in betraying a country, but in betraying the very fabric of the universe. Any individual thought to be practicing it is summarily executed, even if they hail from another country. Any country thought to be condoning it is wiped off the face of the map. Often with the cooperation of their former allies. \n\n\tIn short, Titan Magic is the attempt to create behemoths.\n\n\tBehemoths, as they are, are a very small, finite population. They do not breed, they do not die. They do not sleep, they do not eat. It is thought that they originate from somewhere beyond our space and time. Originally thought to be demonic, the first behemoths discovered were tested and found to be immune to anti-demon magic... along with all other kinds of magic. It's thought that they can be defeated with enough physical force... but the behemoths themselves are also supreme physical forces, bulging with muscles of extremely insane size and impossible hardness. Behemoths have been discovered in a few kinds of places: buried under the ground, locked in forgotten temples, trapped inside mountains... always locked away, yet somehow alive despite their seemingly-mammalian nature. Once discovered, they silently pledge their allegience to whoever rescued them. They understand all of our languages perfectly and can execute complex tasks, but they cannot talk, and their true origin remains a mystery. There are currently only twelve of them in the world that we know of. Each of them belongs to a different nation.\n\n\tOwning a behemoth means automatic dominion over any nation that doesn't. Discovering a behemoth instantly promotes you to monarch. They are completely unstoppable forces, unable to be locked down by anything except another behemoth, and even then it is impossible for either of them to die. Our behemoth, Master... was discovered by myself. That's a different story, though. I didn't find him on this plane.\n\n\tThe practice of trying to create behemoths is a practice that threatens to further upset the balance of our world even more than it already has been by the behemoths' existence. Ever since their discovery, there has been an endless race to create a military force capable of matching their power. Bigger brains, bigger muscles, bigger balls, any additions of flesh that might be making the behemoths so maddeningly strong. The behemoths have, fortunately, been proven immune to anything that endeavors to make them stronger, including alchemy, so we have a goal. But Titan Magic is not the way to reach it.\n\n\tTitan Magic attempts to turn any ordinary person into a behemoth. It drastically increases and expands the power of their minds and bodies all at once, then floods them with so much raw energy that they should, theoretically, be capable of matching a true behemoth. This has never worked, hence the more common name Unstable Titan Magic. The subject dies, always. Broken by the weight of their own power, brains shattered by so much energy, you end up with a useless lump of meat that threatens to become a bomb if the energy isn't siphoned out. They have no chance to fight. It instead turns into an endless genocide as test subject after test subject is used and inevitably disposed of. It was theorized that a slower induction of power and/or energy would make the process successful, but it doesn't. As soon as anyone gets powerful enough, they go mad and can't be recovered... and they're still nowhere near as powerful as a behemoth.\n\n\t``Look at me. Tell me everything.''\n\n\tMessenger: ``At the border checkpoint, some sort of argument broke out. A l-lizard-beastman, maybe a dinosaur of some kind, it had no wings. He grew, and I mean he grew, dozens of feet tall! Packed to the nines, all at once! Th-they, they picked up our man and-and speared him. Came and destroyed him!'' The man begins to sob.\n\n\t``Hey, hey, look at me. This is important. I'm not kidding. Did you see the cumshot? Was this really titan magic?''\n\n\tMessenger: ``Th-th-the cum? It, uhh... it seemed to jump in... stages of some kind. The beast became wild and frothed at the mouth. It was thrashing, thrashing its head all about, then... then I heard a snap and it fell! Just like that! Everything just suddenly went still... but its eyes were still open!''\n\n\t``Damn it... don't worry, son, that beast is dead. Go get some rest, we'll take good care of your brother in arms.''\n\n\tThe messenger bows with panicked speed. A splash of sweat and tears hits the carpet. Messenger: ``G-glory be to the K-kingdom... of...''\n\n\t``Just go. You've had a long day.''\n\n\tAs he leaves, I consider the implications. Yoshi Nation isn't made up of just yoshis, it's a conglomerate of several saurian species from along the whole eastern part of the continent. I don't believe the ``queen'' would be so stupid... otherwise, as the closest nation, we would be tapped to lead the assault on them. There should be an internal investigation by the yoshi ministry, but I also have to send someone since it was technically on our border as well, even if it wasn't one of our soldiers. Titan Magic usually requires an extended ritual... but from the way he just explained it, someone either cast it on themselves, or was targeted with it, and without anyone else knowing it was happening. That shouldn't be possible, especially among regular rank-and-file border guards. New developments means there was new research... someone is trying to advance Titan Magic.\n\n\tThis is too serious to send anyone other than our highest magic authority to investigate. Mittens. He's been in my employ for years and holds position above even that of the high sorcerer. Originally a cat-beastman, he was one of the few blessed with the ability to practice magic. From a young age, he proved to be extremely talented, seemingly knowing the inner workings of schools that no beast had ever tread upon. He's since left his mark on almost every school and class of magic with unique ways of casting, faster casting, faster recovery, greater focus, greater force, and brand new spells. A lot of brand new spells. His sexual proclivities (my feet) are what caused him to eventually gravitate to my kingdom, and I thank my lucky stars for that every day. In the magic community, Mittens is referred to as one of the Great Grandmasters, rumored to hold many terrible secrets close to his own mind.\n\n\tOne of those secrets being possible immortality. You see, Mittens is in the form of a small kitten. Not a kitten-beastman, either. No, a regular, four-legged, house kitten. No one really knows how long he's been alive, but they do know that he's been a kitten for at least thirty years. If his birth records are any indication, he's already been alive longer than any beastman ever has. He is the only one of two Great Grandmasters to have achieved this, and as far as anyone knows, the two of them have never met. Both of them, however, have sworn never to reveal their natures by any means, to anyone.\n\n\tMittens talks through a mental link. Mittens: ``Will you be okay without me?'' Intrinsically, I know he's talking to my feet rather than me.\n\n\tI speak back with my mind. ``Yes, they will be fine. I'm sure I can find another servant to hold them in the meantime.''\n\n\tI feel both of my feet slowly lower down, squashing my overfull balls, as Mittens prepares to leave. He flies up in front of me, and I realize I haven't actually seen him in weeks. His fur is pristine and his eyes innocent, floating in the air as if he's someone's familiar. It's easy to forget that he's actually an extremely kinky old man. He flies up to one of my soles and plants a parting kiss (along with a big whiff) just under my toes.\n\n\tMittens talks out loud for once, startling me. His voice is childlike and spectral. Mittens: ``When next we meet.''\n\n\tWith that, Mittens flies out of the viewport Wolf is usually standing in front of, not bothering with the door at all. Oh, and yes, that's another secret Mittens holds: Infinite Flight. Most sorcerers can fly, but only for short periods. Mittens does it 24/7, rarely ever touching the ground. No one's quite sure how; it's rumored that his mana reserves are just that vast. One thing's for certain, though... \n\n\tI need to practice my levitation magic more, because my balls are about to explode and he's only been gone five seconds.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#9 Rayo's Union\n\n\tI wave a random servant over. ``Summon the recruiter for me, would you kindly?''\n\n\tAs I wait, I look across the room and see Squeak and... Piriahzan? What are they doing? Piriahzan, a human man, is one of my star alchemists. He's also a clown. I keep him around because he's brilliant, but he pushes everyone's patience on a regular basis. I vaguely remember Squeak saying he was going to start taking chems, but if he's getting them from Piriah... eh, I'll just let it happen. They're talking about something, then Piriahzan hands Squeak a vial. He looks over at me with a diabolical smirk on his face as he leaves. I wish I could say I was concerned, but I actually end up shooting back my own diabolical smirk. He knows me too well. Let's see what happens to young Squeak, shall we?\n\n\tSqueak stands staring at the vial for several seconds before steeling himself, ripping off the cork, and downing it all at once. As all first-time potion-drinkers do, he stands around perplexed for a minute wondering whether it did anything or not. He starts feeling around his neck... I guess something is supposed to happen there? Hmm... \n\n\tPOOM! Squeak lets out an unmanly shriek as his neck just about triples in thickness. It's a little bit longer than before and bulges with extra muscles and tendons. The new veins pulsing along it, and the fact that it's now about twice as wide as his head, reminds me distinctly of a big, thick penis. I guess this is the ``vocal enhancer'' he was talking about yesterday. Geez, Piriah got that whipped up fast. Did they already have a formula for it or something?\n\n\t``How do ya feel, Squeak?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``SIR? M-MY HEAD FEELS H-HEAVY.''\n\n\tOkay, that is loud as shit. I tell Squeak to try speaking lower, since the ``vocal'' part of the thing was actually working. I thought it was just muscle growth, but the audio volume really is crazy. And that was Squeak talking in his normal voice, he wasn't even yelling.\n\n\tSqueak: ``Oh, sorry. I have to whisper now. Wow, that potion really worked...'' Squeak blushes as he feels how thick and firm his neck is now. He definitely wouldn't be getting beheaded any time soon. He doesn't stop rubbing it... his glasses fog up. He begins to cum harder. \n\n\tWell, I'm glad he's having fun. I can feel Goblin having trouble trying to hold my feet up on his own. He suddenly drops them, and I wince, then he holds them up with something else. I think those are his own feet? ...not bad.\n\n\tMy recruiter opens one of the side doors, but has some trouble slipping through. Once finally into the room, she stands before me and bows... as low as she can anyway. This is Mute. Like Squeak, she's a mouse-beastperson and she wears glasses. Unlike Squeak, she's female and has extremely hyper-huge breasts. They're almost balloon-plump, yet they hang almost to the floor. I've put her to work using her natural charm and charisma (and her boobies) to attract settlers and job seekers to my kingdom. She doesn't appear in the flesh to do most of her work, much to the chagrin of my citizens. She's primarily an artist, so she spends most of her time within the castle. Notably, when she draws herself into the advertisements, her breasts are always much smaller than they actually are.\n\n\tShe also has access to immigration records and citizen passports. It's so she can scout certain people if they look useful. Some might consider it dangerous for one person to have access to that much private information, but... hey, just don't bother me about it, okay? She does a very good job.\n\n\tMute adjusts her large, round... glasses. Mute: ``You called?''\n\n\tI desperately avoid staring at her boobs. My balls are crying for release right now, but she gets offended if she thinks you're just ogling her. ``Yes. My advisor Mittens has left on important business. I'll need a replacement for his position-'' I point down, between my feet ``-while he's gone.''\n\n\tMute fidgets a bit, jiggling her mammaries. Mute: ``Ah, you need someone for that. Umm... I don't know, most of the people interested in your feet aren't the kinds of people you want in the castle... uhh... wait, I think there was someone. Wait here, I'll go get my records. We had some interesting applications yesterday.'' Mute fast-walks out of the room to grab her notebook, making her chest puppies fly about.\n\n\tWe got a bunch of applications yesterday? That sounds suspicious as fuck...\n\n\tIn a flash, she's back. She's breathing heavily, making her chest heave out. Mute: ``Whoo~... now, I know what you're thinking. `We got a bunch of applications yesterday? That sounds suspicious as fuck', right?''\n\n\t``...right.''\n\n\tMute: ``Well, there was one... uhh, no, two people that seemed safe, but we didn't have any positions open for, umm... what they were looking for.''\n\n\t``No need to tell me who they are, just what were they applying for?''\n\n\tMute: ``Well, one of them just wanted to get railed by you.'' Mute clears her throat and adjusts her glasses again, a bit embarrassed by what she just blurted out. ``I don't know, for some reason he thought that was an actual position. Maybe because of your reputation? I only bookmarked him because he hailed from Beast Kingdom, so he probably wasn't planning anything. If he's that horny, he probably wouldn't mind being, uh, under you for a while?''\n\n\tI rest my head on a fist. ``What's the other one?''\n\n\tMute turns a page in her notebook. Mute: ``The other one is a half-demon, like yourself. He claims to know some kind of new magic that utilizes feet? He says he can teach it to you in exchange for a position in the castle. Any position.'' Mute looks away from me. ``I don't know about this one. It sounds like a scam.'' She looks back. ``I bookmarked him because, well, maybe you'd like to talk to another half-demon?'' Mute shrugs. ``He doesn't seem to come from anywhere but he's also not a citizen. It sounds very suspicious.''\n\n\t``Those are the only two I have to choose from, huh?''\n\n\tShe closes her notebook. Mute: ``Yep, if you want someone right now, I'm afraid.''\n\n\t``Alright, get the guards to bring in the second guy. Keep the first guy on stand-by, maybe we can arrange something at a later date.''\n\n\tMute: ``Yes, si- wait, the guards?''\n\n\t``Yes, I need him brought here right this instant.''\n\n\tMute: ``Y-yes, sire.'' Her glasses fog up a bit as she bows, then converses with a guard standing outside of the front gate to have the man captured.\n\n\tSqueak tries to say hi to her as she passes by, but the words catch in his mouth so she fails to notice he exists. Poor guy.\n\n\tI can't do much else other than wait. Goblin's doing a pretty good job, but I don't know how long he can hold that position laying on his back.\n\n\t...\n\n\tThe guards were very rough with the guy since they thought he was under arrest. If they're bringing him straight to the king, he must be some kind of spy, right? I probably should have made it more clear that I'm just interviewing him, since he was hopping mad when he showed up.\n\n\tHalf-Demon: ``Hands off me, cretins! What is the meaning of this?! I've done nothing wrong! Is this how the king treats others of his kind?!''\n\n\tGuards: ``Your highness. We have brought the demon!'' They throw him down haphazardly onto the carpet in front of me.\n\n\t``Apologies, sir! Guards, guards, heal this man!''\n\n\tVisibly confused, one of the guards casts a healing spell. The half-demon was rubbing his ribs. He might have been kicked sometime on the way here.\n\n\t``This was my foible, I should have made my intentions more clear to the soldiers. Men! Dismissed!''\n\n\tThey bow in unison, then turn to leave. One of them growls at the half-demon as he leaves.\n\n\t``You have my deepest apologies, sir. I simply needed you here as soon as possible. What is your name?''\n\n\tHe gets up and dusts himself off, looking absolutely pissed. Still, he knows he can't do anything against me. He kneels, against his will. Half-Demon: ``My name is Rayo. Rayo Shark.''\n\n\t``Rise, rise! No need to kneel for me, Rayo, especially after my disrespect. From where do you hail? Surnames are rare around here.''\n\n\tHe seems to relax a little bit, but he doesn't stop kneeling. Rayo: ``I'm sorry, I can't say.''\n\n\t``What did you used to be?''\n\n\tRayo suddenly looks up at me. The question seems to offend him. Rayo: ``What did you used to be? You know not to ask demons such questions.''\n\n\t``There are no rules that bind us, half-demon. I used to be human. I took this form by choice.''\n\n\tRayo: ``What makes you so sure I'm not a true demon, huh?''\n\n\t``I don't know. When was the last time you consumed a soul, Rayo?''\n\n\tHis eyes narrow. He looks to the side for a second. Rayo: ``Yesterday.''\n\n\t``Come on, my good man, calm down. I simply summoned you here regarding your request for a servant position.''\n\n\tHe suddenly lights up. I think he expected time in the dungeon. Rayo: ``W-what?''\n\n\t``I am truly sorry for the way my guards treated you. They probably thought you were a spy. Mute, my record-keeper, says you had some kind of offer for me?''\n\n\tRayo finally stands up. Perhaps he feels his luck has changed? Rayo: ``Uh, yes.'' \n\n\tI can see in his eyes that he doesn't quite believe me yet. Maybe I should put him at ease? I take a moment to scan him first. He's a small imp, like me. Roughly equal in non-genital size, and much smaller in the feet area. His penis and testicles hang free, extremely large for his size (as imps tend to be), but only a few feet long, as opposed to my absolutely eggregious dimensions.\n\n\tI mentioned before that the process of demonization is affected by your desires. Well, that's true if you performed it on yourself. There are lot of half-demons that were created that way by others, to be used as servants due to their unique traits. It's... not pretty. It's a form of trafficking. Very few escape. \n\n\tHalf-demons are usually easily discernible by their eyes, skin color, and whatever on their body has been ``changed'' (usually meaning ``enlarged''). This change is, almost without exception, sexual in nature among those few who performed the change themselves. For those that were forced, the change is usually based on what job they were supposed to be fulfilling. This was very rarely sexual, and so, you end up with demons with massive plate-like ears, pumped steel-hard muscles, or uncontrollable elemental magic conduction.\n\n\tRayo had extremely long, sharp claws on his hands and feet, and his mouth was filled entirely with carnivorous fangs (not a standard imp trait, believe it or not). Together with his unwillingness to tell me where he comes from, I think I can guess his origins. He's probably not looking for my sympathy, either. I'll try to just to get to know him better.\n\n\t``Let me start by asking you this. What attracted you to my city, Rayo?''\n\n\tRayo: ``...I heard you were king. So, I thought I would be welcome here.'' His answer is guarded.\n\n\t``How has it been treating you thus far? O-outside of my intrusion, of course.''\n\n\tRayo: ``I get looks from the townspeople. But they let me stay at the inn, regardless. I've mostly kept to myself since I arrived.''\n\n\tUnderstandable. I tell Mute to include demonkind in her advertising, but I think people like Rayo are accepted within the city limits purely because I'm king. I wish there was a way to promote a gentler atmosphere, but people are uneasy around half-demons for a reason. The only way to change it is to bring more in, but they aren't exactly a large population.\n\n\tI begin talking a little bit faster. My patience is wearing thin. ``What is your trade? Are you a merchant?''\n\n\tRayo: ``Oh ah-, yes. Yes, I am.'' He rubs his head. ``Though my wares are, ah, kind of specific. I use my claws to carve... ah... trinkets.''\n\n\tThe way he keeps pausing makes me think what he's talking about isn't dildos, since if he was talking about dildos, he would probably just go ahead and say dildos. This is the Kingdom of Lust and he's a half-demon. I think anyone would reasonably assume that if he's carving something, it's probably a dildo. I really want to ask what the heck he's carving, especially since he seems to have trouble selling it, but I have more important matters to discuss.\n\n\t``You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Let's get to why I summoned you. I've been told you're kind of desperate for a position within the castle?''\n\n\tRayo: ``I don't know if I'd call myself desperate. I just... I'd rather be in the castle than among the people. You... you probably understand. I have information to exchange, since I heard you had a certain obsession.''\n\n\t``I guess you could call it that.'' I scrunch my bare right sole. ``You know of some kind of new... foot-based magic?''\n\n\tRayo: ``Yes. In my travels, I came across a book detailing how to cast magic with your feet, and it included some spells that seem to only work if you use your feet to cast them. I don't have the book on me right now, as you can see.''\n\n\tHe doesn't have to tell me why.\n\n\t``I understand. Well, let's cut to the chase. This `book' of yours... it is an actual tome? Not some... children's scroll?''\n\n\tRayo's heartbeat quickens. The tone of my voice implies that I'm actually giving him a position. Rayo: ``Y-yes. Yes. I found it in an abandoned library. One of your sorcerers may know of it if he saw it.''\n\n\t``Alright. Before you get too excited, I must ask. Are you... enticed by my feet at all?'' I wiggle my toes for emphasis.\n\n\tRayo swallows. He actually is desperate for a position, but... Rayo: ``Um... I mean... they are, uhh... they're quite... lovely?''\n\n\tDefinitely not.\n\n\tI sigh. ``Here's what's going on Rayo. I need someone to hold up one of my feet for the foreseeable future, until my advisor returns from his quest.''\n\n\tRayo begins to sweat. Rayo: ``Ah... I-I can't cast magic so uh...'' He's clearly not strong enough to hold up even one of my toes, much less the whole foot. He thinks fast, though. ``Wait! I have an idea! Can that goblin cast?''\n\n\tI actually have no idea. My relationship with Goblin has been almost purely sexual, now that I think about it... no, purely sexual. Not ``almost.'' It has been purely sexual. I don't know anything about him. Just that he's crazy for my feet, he has a girl's voice, and his feet are very disproportionately huge. Seriously, even for a goblin, they're freaky-massive. He got his position as an ``advisor'' simply by virtue of favoritism: he was one of my first friends. He does no actual advising. He's been with me since before I became king, so it was only natural that I'd give him some position at my side. I don't know anything about his abilities or his past (I met him at a brothel... with Werewolf, oddly enough, but that's a story for another time). Freak in the sheets, though.\n\n\t``Uhh... Goblin? Can you?''\n\n\tGoblin speaks for the first time in probably months. His voice is one-hundred percent that of a petite female, even though his body is all male. He stutters a bit at first, trying to find his voice, which comes out a little bit strained since he's still laying on his back holding me up with his legs. Goblin: ``Wha-uh-ah-I-uh-um... ahem-AHEM... I, um... I can cast, yeah, but... I don't know any spells.''\n\n\t``...??? How do you know you can cast, then?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``I passed the Levy Test.''\n\n\tHE'S PASSED THE LEVY TEST?! ``YOU'VE PASSED THE LEVY TEST?!''\n\n\tMaster suddenly recoils, shaking the whole castle from his immense weight.\n\n\tPea and Sissy shout in tandem. I don't know when Sissy gained the ability to talk, but the shock is just that great. Sissy: ``HE PASSED THE LEVY TEST?!'' Pea: ``THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!''\n\n\tSqueak is too surprised not to yell. Squeak: ``HE PASSED THE WHAT?!''\n\n\tTozy: ``What's the Levy Test?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Yeah, I... what the fuck? What's wrong? I didn't think it was important, you never asked.''\n\n\tThe Levy Test is an examination of military readiness. It's required for anyone trying to join a kingdom's city guard or standing army, standardized for either physical power or magical power. It's actually considered so reliable that it's used almost universally in every nation in the land. This means three things. Goblin holds enough magical power to be worthy in battle, he was at one point interested in joining the army, and that he somehow went from that to... working in a brothel instead?\n\n\t``WHERE?! WHY?! WHAT?! WHEN?!''\n\n\tHis voice deepens a little bit as he recounts his past. Goblin: ``I lived in a greenskin outpost. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. I did really well on the conduction scan, so I skipped the rest of the test. I couldn't focus in the classes, though, so I quit and joined a brothel a few months before we met.''\n\n\tThe way he says ``so I quit and joined a brothel'' sounds so matter-of-fact, but maybe that's just the way he deals with it. Interesting, though. I didn't know the greenskin camps were using standard Levy Tests. If Goblin was able to skip the whole test based on his conduction scan (the measure of how well magic flows through him), that means he probably holds as much potential for magic as I do... he's just uneducated.\n\n\tThat. Is. Crazy. As long as I've known Goblin, he's been nothing but a sex-freak. Now I find out that he could have very well been a magical prodigy, one of very few among greenskins, if he just paid attention in school. Talk about wasted potential. We thought he was just a simple slut! He could have been a magic slut this whole time! Where the hell were my magicians?! How did no one pick up on this?! ...MITTENS! Mittens DEFINITELY knew about this, he can sense those things. That cat really takes ``you didn't ask'' way too far...\n\n\tI wave over a random servant. I don't know where these guys come from or where they're going. I seem to have an infinite line of servants passing straight through the throne room for no reason. I'd question why, but they're too convenient. ``Fetch two of my sorcerers, and make it quick.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``You want me to read a book?'' There's noticeable sadness and frustration in his voice. Maybe he's regretting answering my question truthfully.\n\n\t``No, the sorcerer will read the book. He's just going to teach you a couple of basic spells. Don't worry, you can learn how to cast this stuff in seconds. Babies can cast them before they even leave the womb.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Uhh... if you say so...''\n\n\t``Trust me. I won't ask you to do anything you don't want to do.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``...I trust you...''\n\n\tI look up and finally notice that Rayo's long gone. Where the fuck-... he better not be in the castle.\n\n\t``Squeak, did you see Rayo?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``The half-demon? Yeah, he said he was going to fetch the book. I guess he didn't feel like standing around for the drama and inner-monologues.''\n\n\tEveryone's a critic...\n\n\t...\n\n\tThe sorcerers arrive. I tell one of them to cast some levitation on my feet so Goblin can stand up. He seems annoyed that I called him down here just for that, but he's not the one with gigantic, pent-up balls. I tell the other sorcerer that we're waiting on a half-demon to come back with a tome he assures us is about casting spells with your feet... he looks equally angry.\n\n\t``Quit your pouting, okay?''\n\n\tSorcerer #2: ``I'm not pouting.''\n\n\t``I just need you to teach Goblin here a couple of basic spells. Apparently he's passed the Levy Test.''\n\n\tSorcerer #1: ``HE PASSED WHAT?!''\n\n\tSorcerer #2: ``HOW DID HE POSSIBLY PASS THE LEVY TEST?!''\n\n\t``DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. Teaching him some basic floats should be really quick, then you guys can go back to whatever you were doing.''\n\n\tThe sorcerers mutter back and forth amongst themselves, not believing that my advisor could possibly have that kind of talent. Goblin, meanwhile, relieved of all that weight, stands up and stretches while loudly moaning, allowing me to see him.\n\n\tGoblin is ripped. He's not hypermuscular, like half of my other close servants, but his body holds almost no fat whatsoever, a result of his lean diet of only cum and footsweat (whatever happens to be rolling down my soles) and the heavy exercise of holding up a giant foot all day. He's probably going to lose this physique after today, but if he wants it back, he can just hit up the alchemists. He reminds me a lot of a ``smaller'' version of myself, but with muscles and green skin. His cock is massively overhuge, several feet long and towering over his head. His feet are at least 3 times the size of the rest of his body, making them the perfect size to cup each side of his mountainous ballsack. Most of the changes to his genitals are the result of alchemy, but his feet are all-natural. Due to his conditioning, veins crawl and throb along his entire body, making it all look like a sinewy extension of his equally-veiny penis. Even with his strength, all that sexflesh makes it difficult for him to move. Fortunately, he rarely ever has to move.\n\n\tSorcerer #2: ``Alright, goblin. Let's see if you can learn the basic Levitation.'' He produces a marble from somewhere within his robe. It... was... yep, definitely being used as an anal bead. ``Focus on this marble. With your eyes and with your mind.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``With my mind?''\n\n\tSorcerer #2: ``Yeah. Whatever helps. Think of the word `marble', think of the shape of the marble, the color, visualize it in some way. Focus.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Umm... o-okay?''\n\n\tSorcerer #2: ``Now, think of where this marble should be.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Where it... should be...'' \n\n\tIn the blink of an eye, the marble flies out of the man's hand and up Goblin's ass. Yeah, I forgot to mention, Goblin loves bottoming, and he has quite a plush butt to back it up. It's a lot smaller now than it used to be due to how muscular his body has become, but since he's just pleasing me now, I don't think he cares.\n\n\tSorcerer #1 & #2: ``What the fuck!''\n\n\t``Okay... uhh... I guess that proves it. He really can cast.''\n\n\tSorcerer #2 blushes profusely. Sorcerer #2: ``H-hey, g-gimme that back!''\n\n\tGoblin begins working the rather large anal bead out of his ass with his hands. His eyes are wide. Goblin: ``Did... did I do that?!''\n\n\t``Yeah! See? I told you it was easy!''\n\n\tGoblin: ``It... really is... it... really... is...'' Tears begin to stream down his face. His knees buckle and he falls to the ground, lost in the sudden rush of emotions. The marble falls from his hands onto the carpet.\n\n\tI can't imagine what he must be feeling right now. I didn't know when I met him, he had only been working at the brothel for a few months. His life before that probably wasn't so straightforward. He must have disappointed a lot of people when he quit the army, especially with those conduction scores. He was surrounded by war-loving orcs who, frankly, need all the magic-assistance they can find. That said, if he decided he wasn't cut out for wizardry without ever learning a basic levitation spell, that speaks volumes about the quality of greenskin institutions... or maybe just the one in that outpost. To think, he's gone through so much of his life thinking ``I can't do it.'' I thought he would be happy to find out that he can, but the vulnerable goblin I'm looking at right now... maybe he would have been happier without knowing. The whole trajectory of his life hinged on that.\n\n\t...Damn... he was insecure about being a whore this whole time, but he kept doing it because...\n\n\tI dispel the levitation holding my feet up and stand up off the throne. It's hard for me to walk when my body is so horrifically bulbous, but it's only a few steps. A hug is out of the question with our respective genitals in the way, so I sit my ass on the carpet and lend him one of my toes. He grabs onto its softness and cries into it.\n\n\tThe sorcerers motion at me, weirded out and uncomfortable. I give them a quiet sign that they can leave. The second one grabs his marble before tip-toeing off.\n\n\tIt's at this point that Rayo finally comes back. Rayo: ``I got the book! Hope you didn't miss me, hahaha... oh, uhh-''\n\n\tMy eyes flash black as I establish a mental link with him and speak through it. ``Keep quiet. I just cast a mental link on you. You can talk to me by just thinking your words.''\n\n\tThere's a lot of static in Rayo's mind. I don't think he's used a mental link before. Rayo: ``Watawarble... liekalocka theszareza?''\n\n\t``Try to focus more. Clear other stuff from your mind.''\n\n\tRayo: ``I don't know how to do that...''\n\n\t``You just did it.''\n\n\tRayo: ``Oh. Uhh... so, what's going on?''\n\n\t``It's... complicated. Show me the book.''\n\n\tRayo walks over to me and reaches over my floor-flooding ass to hand me the supposed tome. Rayo: ``He's a lot fatter up close. Jesus.''\n\n\t``I'll take that as a compliment.''\n\n\tHis face flushes. Rayo: ``S-SORRY! OH GOD!''\n\n\t``Don't worry about it, you're new to mental links, it happens.'' I start flipping through the book. To my surprise, it is indeed an honest-to-goodness magic tome, centered entirely on feet for some reason. Whoever wrote it must have had a foot fetish that rivals even mine. The cover doesn't state an author, though. I glance over at my free foot and check one of the basic lessons on the first page. It seems to operate on the assumption that larger hands = more power. Feet are usually bigger than hands, so using your feet = even more power. Bigger feet, therefore = even MORE power. I'm not sure that actually makes any sense, but it is an excuse to use my feet to cast, so... obviously I'm going to use it. ``Wow.''\n\n\tRayo recovers and a wary-yet-triumphant look crosses his face. Rayo: ``Y-yeah. It's... it's legit, right? Check page three.''\n\n\t``Page 3...?'' I flip to the third page and it's basically just advertising more benefits of foot-casting. Power, force, mana reserves... ``exploits foot sensitivity''. The feet are almost always more sensitive than the hands, so casting through them can be pleasurable. What. The. Fuck.\n\n\tI suddenly spring a boner so hard, it puts the rest of the room at risk. 100%. I'm not supposed to be at 100%. Despite my complaining about Tozy earlier, my unmitigated orgasm is actually already powerful enough to do major damage to the castle. With ultra-full balls and a 100% erection, I begin to precum immediately, which splatters against the high ceilings. I can't cum, though. I'm only allowed to cum through specific portals conjured by my sorcerers, or into pocket dimensions conjured by Mittens. I can't cast my own portals, since in my horniness they may lead to... unfortunate places. I did it once before and, uhh... well, that kingdom now wants to destroy us.\n\n\tRayo witnesses not only the full, impossible, pulsating mast of my cock, but just how quickly it was able to erect despite its insane size... along with the crazed look of a world leader gone mad. He takes a few steps back. Rayo: ``Holy shit...''\n\n\tI struggle to focus through the sheer pleasure of having such a massive erection. I need to cast a calming spell on it, but... let me just enjoy it a moment longer. ``Hhhhaaa~... aaaah, God... w-what kind of position do you want?''\n\n\tRayo: ``...What did you say?''\n\n\tI grit my teeth, trying not to lose control. ``Tell me what position you want in the castle. Now.''\n\n\tRayo's mind becomes scrambled again as he panics. He doesn't know why he's panicking. It may be because there's obviously something wrong with me. Rayo: ``Godwhatfuck Doholyyoufuckhavewhata...whatamILOOKINGatmerchant'sthisissofuckedunionwhywhywhywhy-?''\n\n\t``Now we do.'' I raise a fist up into the air, signalling that I'm about to cum, and speak out loud. ``H-help... someone...''\n\n\tMaster howls, casting a powerful version of the needed calming spell right as my precum was reaching a crescendo. Thank goodness. I'm really going to have to be careful about this stuff without Mittens here. ...That calming spell was very powerful, actually...\n\n\tI don't have time to say so much as a ``welcome to the team'' before I fall unconscious.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#10 Green and Goblin\n\n\tI wake up a few hours later to see Mute, Rayo, and Benjamin talking amongst themselves near one of the side doors. Benjamin looks... pleased. Elated even. Seriously, he is happy as shit. Is it his birthday or something? I don't think I've ever seen that man smile. I'm still too hazy to comprehend what they're saying, but I make out Benjamin crouching all the way down to shake Rayo's hand. Mute tries to do the same, but her boobies just end up falling on him. She looks flustered, but by the time she stands back up, Rayo already has a full erection long enough to still be shoved between them. Benjamin starts laughing, which is creepy. Mute has to take several steps further back to get Rayo's penis off of her, all the while saying ``sorry, sorry!''\n\n\t``What's going on you guys?''\n\n\tBenjamin talks first, the unsettlingly there smile still on his face as he turns to face me. Benjamin: ``Oh, you're awake. You really landed an amazing guy with Rayo here! Old friends!''\n\n\tRayo: ``Me and Ben go way back!''\n\n\tApparently he gets to call him Ben, but I don't.\n\n\tBenjamin: ``We were just doing some catching up. I can't believe we're finally going to have a merchant's union! We're going to be swimming in it!''\n\n\tRayo: ``Haha, don't have that much faith in me, I haven't done this in a while.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Oh, you're going to do fine. Mute here's one of the best! Work closely with her, and... the dough, oh my god.'' Benjamin's eyes actually tear up a bit, thinking of those fat stacks o' cash that may soon fill the treasury.\n\n\tMute: ``Awww, thank you!'' Mute brings her hands together in front of her, squeezing her monster mammaries together.\n\n\tI swear I can see Rayo shoot precum. Not weird, but... now that I think about, I think Rayo's reaction to me earlier was simply one of horror. If he's actually exclusively heterosexual, he'll be one of surprisingly few within the castle. It seems like just about everyone else is either bisexual or exclusively gay. I don't know what's up with that. Mute's hetero, too, though, so maybe they'll make a cute couple? He seems quite a bit older than her, but I don't think anyone cares.\n\n\t...except Squeak, it looks like. I can see him fuming out of the corner of my eye. I avoid eye contact and instead wave over Benjamin. I need him to explain to me what a Merchant's Union even is. His smile fades a bit as he gets further away from Rayo.\n\n\t``I'll be straight with you. I don't know what a merchant's union is.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Ha! I know, otherwise we would have had one already! We don't attract a lot of merchants in the kingdom, so I thought it was pipe dream. A merchant's union is a support system for merchants within the city. We subsidize their losses, protect their shipments, record their transactions, and promote their wares. The city moves from small private traders to public, international chains, and in return, we get a fucking massive cut of all of their sales! It's a win-win! All it takes is to gain the trust of the big merchant clans so they'll want to sell here.'' \n\n\tThere's an eerie glint of madness in Benjamin's eyes as he describes this to me. This is way out of character for him, but... I guess he has been working mostly off of taxes, gifts, and mercenary work all this time. A merchant's union sounds like a constant influx of funding. It sounds like Rayo's going to need a team, though. We still have a few empty rooms within the castle, so I guess those will have to do as a Ministry of the Merchant's Union. With Rayo Shark as the head.\n\n\tI also suddenly understand why they're talking to Mute. She needs to attract those traders to our kingdom now, and she's in charge of vetting them.\n\n\t``I see... how long do you think it will take to get this all up and running?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``It will only take a few days to get the traders we already have rounded up. We just have to put together a service package that looks favorable to them. This will basically clear out the treasury for a few weeks.'' He clears his throat, concerned about the implications, but his mind is focused on the future. ``That money will come back once they start selling. Then, we're likely to be breaking even for a few more weeks, possibly months, until merchant's unions from other kingdoms begin to trust our routes and sync up with us. We could get a lucky break with one of the merchant clans sooner than that, it wouldn't be impossible for a guy like Rayo, but I also wouldn't count on it.''\n\n\t``I see. Alright, I trust Mute knows what to do from here on. Has Rayo been briefed on the laws and procedu-''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Yes, yes, that will be taken care of.'' He blows me off and walks away, almost in a daze. ``In just a few short months... the richest man... goodness gracious me...''\n\n\tI spot an erection, another thing I've never seen on Benjamin. I didn't even know he had a sexual orientation, but I guess I know the answer now. That man brings whole new meaning to the phrase ``moneyshot.'' If I find cum in the treasury, I'll know where it came from.\n\n\tI look over to see if Goblin's still there. He fell asleep at some point, still hugging my big toe. Mute bends over, showing off her planet-sized trunk. It's truly outrageous. Her ass is almost as big as mine. She was bending over to pick up Rayo, who not only lets it happen, but blushes as he's turned around and hugged like a teddy bear against her bust. She then walks off with him like that, even as she feels his erection jump against her arms. Squeak loudly huffs and turns back to the window. \n\n\t...\n\n\tIt's starting to get late. Master is snoring. Tozy, Pea, and Sissy have retired to their quarters. A random servant comes in to relieve Squeak from the window. He mindlessly gropes his massive ballsack as he leaves the room. That's unlike him... I guess he was still thinking about Mute.\n\n\tAnother side door opens and Libra steps in.\n\n\tLibra: ``My king? That potion you ordered is ready! I would, umm... what's going on?''\n\n\t``Hm...? Oh. We found out today that Goblin passed the Levy Test.''\n\n\tLibra: ``GOBBY PASSED THE LEVY TEST?!''\n\n\tI'm glad Goblin's such as a heavy sleeper. There's been a lot of yelling today.\n\n\t``Yeah, and he... had a bit of a breakdown. I'm not sure anyone here would understand.''\n\n\tLibra walks over and kneels beside Goblin. She lays a hand on his head. Libra: ``He seemed like one of those `proud slut' types. I never suspected anything. Can you tell me? I know you've been friends for a long time.''\n\n\tI'm taken aback. I never imagined she had any interest in Goblin, but she seems genuinely concerned. I'm not even sure she's met him more than maybe once or twice.\n\n\t``Oh. Um... sure. It's not a secret. Before I arrived here and became king, I traveled with Goblin and Wolf. I met both of them at a greenskin outpost bordello. Goblin was working there, me and Wolf were passing by. Well, we ended up in the same room spitroasting him, Wolf in front, me in back. I think he developed a thing for Wolf right there, since he begged him to stay after we were done. Even offered him free time.''\n\n\tLibra blushes a little bit. Libra: ``I see.''\n\n\t``Unfortunately, someone outside the room overheard this and got the overseer involved. Big, mean, brute of a man. I was outside of the room by this point. No one begging me to stay, so I was on my way out to pay my part of the bill. Except... as soon as he enters the room, I hear him hit someone.''\n\n\tLibra: ``No...''\n\n\t``I couldn't let that slide. Goblin's such a little guy, especially compared to an orc. I turned around and went back in. Goblin w-was... l-let's just say he was crying, okay? I was the only one in the room that could cast, so I ran over to him with some basic healing. It was all I knew. The orc tried to stop me, then Wolf intervened... he began beating the orc bloody. Wolf was mad-huge, even back then. The orc stood no chance.''\n\n\tLibra: ``D-did he kill him?''\n\n\t``No, fortunately not. My magic was able to hold him back long enough for him to calm down, but the outpost guards were called on us. Without thinking, I blew a hole in the wall behind us and we escaped that way. I was fortunate there wasn't anyone on the other side. If anyone had died that day, we would never have the greenskins on our side.''\n\n\tWe've managed to keep good relations with most nomadic peoples, including the greenskins, but that changes quickly if they feel wronged. Kill any one of them, anywhere, and word spreads fast. Even competing tribes will chase you, and they won't stop until your head is on a pike decorating the entrance to a celebratory feast. Not even kings or queens can escape this punishment. Only behemoths can... and even then, they will probably find a way. To this day, there's still animosity between greenskins and Werewolf, just not enough for them to start a fight. If that orc had died that day... Werewolf would be dead, too.\n\n\t``Wolf grabbed Goblin on his way out. The guards were going to chase us, but when they saw him holding Goblin, they all stopped. I remember one of the other goblins there shouted at us, `go ahead and take that sorry excuse for a green. We're better off without him, anyway.' Then they just... went home. They let us go.''\n\n\tLibra was crying a bit. She wipes away a few tears. Libra: ``That's so sad... but... why was he there if he passed the Levy Test?''\n\n\t``He didn't think he was smart enough to learn magic. He never learned any spells before today. So, he... pursued a different profession.''\n\n\tIt suddenly hits Libra why Goblin had that breakdown. Tears stream from her eyes and she holds a hand over her mouth. Libra: ``Oh... I'm so sorry. None of that would have happened if he-''\n\n\t I cut her off. ``It's for the better, I think! Look at us now! We continued to travel together after that day, misadventure after misadventure. They needed me for my magic, I needed them because of... my appearance. I would have been killed a long time ago if they weren't there for me. Werewolf's a loose cannon, he wouldn't have survived much longer as a simple mercenary. And Goblin... the battlefield is a dangerous place. There's never a guarantee of survival. In another timeline, it's likely all of us are dead. Here, I am king, and Wolf and Goblin enjoy the high life as my most trusted friends. The choice he made back then was clearly the best one.''\n\n\tLibra looks down at Goblin. She strokes his head. Libra: ``I wonder if he agrees...''\n\n\tI see a hint of a smile cross Goblin's lips. Is he awake? ``I trust that he does.'' I don't dare move. ``Ah, but I've been rambling for a while. Why did you come to see me?''\n\n\tSuddenly flustered, Libra stands up and bows. Libra: ``O-oh yes, the potion. Here, it's ready. As usual, we spiked it for you.''\n\n\t``Spiked'' means they concentrated the formula and intensified the effects. A lot. It's essentially a blatant overdose, called a ``spike'' because it's usually done to cause harm to or even kill the imbiber. I can drink these things only due to the demonization. And of course, the reason it's spiked should be obvious.\n\n\tLibra: ``You can't drink it before entering the OR, though. The effects hit fast, especially if you're horny.''\n\n\t``Dammit. I was hoping to get to that today, but...'' I motion towards Goblin. ``I guess it will have to wait. Keep it waiting for me in the OR, I'll have my servants transport me there in the morning.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Will do, your highness.'' She bows, then turns and leaves the room.\n\n\tOnce we're alone, I wait a few moments, then I wiggle the toe Goblin's holding. ``Are you awake?''\n\n\tGoblin opens his eyes a bit. They're still bloodshot. Goblin: ``Yeah.''\n\n\t``How are you doing?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``...thank you.''\n\n\tI bring my other foot forward and playfully sandwich him between the soft soles. ``I always have your back.''\n\n\tGoblin giggles softly between my feet, cheering up a bit. Goblin: ``I-I... I decided... I want to keep doing magic for you.''\n\n\t``Are you sure? You don't have to do that.''\n\n\tHis voice comes out weak, but determined. Goblin: ``You deserve it.'' He hugs another one of my giant, baby-soft toes and squeezes it against his face. ``I can do it.''\n\n\t``The book's right over there. Want me to read it to you? We can learn together.'' \n\n\tGoblin: ``I would love that.''\n\n\t...\n\n\tWe spent the rest of the night learning foot-magic. We don't get terribly far since he's so inexperienced, but we both have self-standing levitation magic activating through our massive soles by the end of the night. We giggle like schoolgirls every time we cast due to the tingling sensation it causes. \n\n\tI take my place back on the throne, my feet comfortably held aloft by a spell proudly cast through Goblin's own feet. To my surprise, Goblin climbs on top of me instead of crawling back under the throne.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Sorry... it's just... I want... I want to hold you.''\n\n\tHe pushes his junk under him and takes me into a warm, chaste hug.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nMorning Intermission\n\n\tI wake up to the sounds of gears grinding. I know where I am without even opening my eyes. I'm in the Orgasm Room. It's a deep, hidden chamber within the castle, dedicated to allowing me to cum. This is not a simple task. Not only does my cock need quite a bit of space, there needs to be proper drainage and the walls need to be magically reinforced. I also can't be allowed to pleasure myself, lest my orgasms go on for so long that I can't perform my obligations as king.\n\n\tThe result is basically a small platform in the middle of a dark room with no entrance or exit, surrounded by a drainage pit that goes deep underground until it hits molten rock. More than adequate to deal with the... waste. The walls are made of solid alchemical steel, five feet thick all around. The interlace allows it to stay magically enchanted for long periods of time, handy for Mittens being gone. The spell that enchants it is some kind of ``Anti-Cum Barrier'' Mittens... made up. I don't know what it really is, but it works. There hasn't been a single dent no matter how hard I've cum.\n\n\tI, meanwhile, am tied down on the platform. The floor magically molds to perfectly encompass my ass and balls within it, then my arms and legs are bound down with simple leather straps. My feet are also bound, each toe tied with ropes to some place behind me so that they're forced to bend back. This is to stop me from flexing my feet too much, which may also prolong my orgasm. Seeing them tied up like that is enough to cause my cock to start beating, though... only about 60%, though.\n\n\tThe only ones allowed down here are me, Mittens, the high sorcerer, and the head alchemist. No one else. Not even the royal knights. I don't want my friends to see me like this... a complete slave to my desires. Not a king of lust, but a useless, subservient child. Sometimes things get a little emotional down here... considering what I've done to my body... why it won't stop... why I don't want it to stop.\n\n\tThe mood is equally somber among my aids, who see my painful lack of control and the way it destroys not only my body, but everything around me. The leader of a country shouldn't need to be trapped and tied down like this. The broken state of my mind... how could I possibly be fit to lead? Maybe they should leave me. Let me stay down here permanently and let Mittens take over. Or Benjamin. He'd make a great king.\n\n\tBut they never have. I can't leave this place myself; they could entomb me here at any time. I'm silenced as part of the preparation, to stop me from using magic to keep the pleasure going. As I sit quietly, waiting, I try to remember when it got to this point. It was after I took the throne, obviously, but this chamber took several years to be built. We saw the path I was heading in with my... a-addiction... and we brought in architects to draw up the designs. I had to start using it when it was less than half finished, due to a... concerning... incident. \n\n\tI had taken a permanent growth potion for my ass, blowing it up to its current, extreme dimensions (it hasn't grown once since, due to what happened). It felt so good I... I couldn't control myself. I took Goblin and fucked him mercilessly... and kept going... even after the pounding and friction began to injure him, I couldn't stop. I also needed something in my new ass, so I grabbed a large servant and shoved him in. His whole body, in and out like a jackhammer. It felt so good... so good... I couldn't stop orgasming, I couldn't stop driving for more and more pleasure. Eventually, someone noticed something was wrong... they saw blood. They ran to grab the sorcerers in my employ at the time, and they had to work together to force me down. Goblin was gravely injured... almost every bone in his body had been broken... my friend... The servant in my ass? He suffocated. And I was still cumming. Even covered in... all of that red... the orgasms just... wouldn't stop.\n\n\tIf it hadn't been for a powerful healer among my citizens, both of them would have died. That healer has since left my kingdom. Goblin turned out physically okay and has since forgiven me for that day, though he can no longer have sex with me... not without remembering the fear and pain. The servant wasn't so lucky. He ended up with permanent damage to his brain and can no longer move his legs. I pay my respects and apologies to him and his family every day. And to my citizens, who lost nearly all of their faith in me, but were too intimidated by Master to overthrow me. I work every day to regain their trust. There hasn't been another incident since.\n\n\tWell, except for me flooding that other castle with cum, but that was more humorous than sad. I don't care what they say.\n\n\tLibra walks over to me and crouches down. She has the potion I requested. She looks concerned, perhaps because there's already a tear sliding out from my left eye. Libra: ``Are you ready?''\n\n\tI nod, wordlessly.\n\n\tShe huffs. Libra: ``Hey now, buck up! It's not every day you get to enjoy yourself. You're safe down here. Completely safe.'' She strokes my cheek. ``It's been years, honey. The people respect you now. You've changed, they see that.''\n\n\tI haven't changed, that's why I can't calm down. I haven't changed at all. Without all of these precautions, I have no doubt that I would do it again. I'm lying to everyone. The people trust a monster.\n\n\tLibra: ``Listen. Listen to me.'' She gives me a light smack to get my attention. ``You were the one who built this room. Not us. You saw your limits. You took these steps. You bound yourself. Take credit. So much has been done, at your command, to ensure that you're nothing but a cute, little-'' she pinches my cheeks ``-harmless, pink teddy bear. You deserve to be happy, okay? Everyone's relying on you, and you've done a great job.''\n\n\tI look away. ``P-perhaps.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Most kingdoms fall by now, you know? Having a behemoth doesn't matter. The people aren't here because of you, they're here because of the way of life you promise them. The health and security you provide them. Good crops, good food, good people... not to mention all the sex! Tourism has gone up, too. This place has only seen prosperity since you took the helm. You can't keep beating yourself up over one incident.''\n\n\tI sigh. I guess she's right, but I just can't right now.\n\n\tShe sighs, too. Libra: ``Well, maybe you'll feel better after a nice, long session... and, of course, some of this.'' She wiggles the potion bottle. ``Open up.''\n\n\tI close my eyes and open my mouth. Liquid splashes in... it has a strong, sweet taste, like concentrated sourness. It keeps splashing in, as the bottle is huge compared to my torso size. She barely stops pouring, trusting that I can swallow fast enough to get it all down. My belly swells out quickly, but before long it stops.\n\n\tLibra: ``Now, sit back and relax. Everything's going to be okay.'' Libra pets me on the head, then makes a hasty retreat over a bridge leading inside the wall.\n\n\tLike alchemy tends to do, the Spiked Cumshot Potion works quickly. I look down to see some kind of bubble rising on my pelvis, directly underneath the root of my penis. It keeps growing, slowly turning into a harsh knot of striated muscle... and then keeps growing. The muscles begin to form a donut, squeezing the base of my cock until they act like a permanent cock ring. I do an experimental flex, and my entire cock springs up at the speed of light, displacing the air in an instant... and I'm not even fully erect. I'm still growing... and the potion still isn't finished. My belly slowly goes flat as the muscles in my pelvis continually get even bigger. The veiny mass of beef grows outwards, further encompassing the base of my cock and pushing against the inside of my legs. The muscles... they're so big... they almost look like a knot for my cock. They completely dwarf the rest of my torso. And yet, as soon as I think they're done growing, they grow even more. The deformed knot expands, and I can feel its presence spread further out to the rest of my pelvis, squeezing the root of my nuts... and the ring of my anus. It all grows once more, until everything down there feels like a tight spring that can't jump.\n\n\tI reach 100% quickly. The cock-ring formed by my pelvic muscles squeezes far too tightly, expanding me past fullness until it's at a purple, thumping 200%. The pain is difficult to stand... yet the pleasure is shattering. I struggle against my restraints, desperate to touch that beating, throbbing monstrosity, the hyper-thick veins pushed even thicker by the muscle-knot until the whole thing looked like an exposed organ about to burst. Deeper down, the muscles of my sphincter squeeze repeatedly on their own, pleasuring my massive, oversensitive butt and making me crave penetration.\n\n\tMy eyes roll back into my head as moans escape my lips unbidden. Louder... louder I moan, until it turns into an endless wail... so much pleasure. My feet test the restraints, as they, too, are desperate to flex and rub, to feel and slide along my immense, scary-taut length. Part of me was concerned about my skin's ability to stay together with so much blood constantly engorging my cock to new dimensions, but I was too lost in the sheer pleasure of growth. I can feel the orgasm coming... that familiar feeling of climax rising and swelling, accompanied by... an unfamiliar panic. I was suddenly scared of what would happen if I actually came, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. My body was acting on its own, stimulating itself, providing sensations to my brain that I've never felt before. Irresistable sensations that demand I cum, cum HARD, CUM FOREVER, CUM! CUM! CUM!!!\n\n\tI can feel, but not hear, the screams of pain. Everything seems to shut down, but I haven't passed out. I can see the way my cock and cock-muscles bloat further, skin somehow staying intact, yet I'm completely blind at the same time. It hurts... so much... yet I want, need, MORE. I can even feel my balls squeezing, desperately voiding their virile, concentrated payload at the behest of my hypertrophied muscles. I grit my teeth between screams, trying my best to buck my hips, but my waist is bound to the platform as well.\n\n\tThere's so much. Is this how Tozy felt? There really doesn't seem to be any stop to it. My body tells me in no uncertain terms it doesn't care what I want. It will keep cumming. There's nothing I can do. No further stimulation is necessary, I will be trapped in the horrible intensity of this pleasure for as long as my cock wants to keep feeling this good. For as long as my balls keep clutching. As long as my muscles keep clenching. As long as my pleasure keeps rising.\n\n\tThe pain lets up a little bit and I'm able to consciously observe the stream of cum rocketing from my cock. My stream is a lot thicker than Tozy's, so it's ramming the ceiling incredibly hard. The magic barrier is emitting a loud, screeching noise, a warning that it's close to failing. My aids don't seem to be moving from where they are, though, so I assume there's no real danger... well, not to them anyway. This is torture for me. It feels good, but it feels too good... and it's accompanied with a sense of dread. My body isn't obeying me. What have I become? What if it really won't end? Even once my balls eventually empty, the orgasm could continue. The clenching, the throbbing, my ass squeezing, my cock jumping and flexing, my veins beating and expanding...\n\n\tThat's when I feel it. Another one. Not just another shot of cum, but a whole other orgasm. Coming while my first one is still riding me so hard... no, no that's too much. An intense fear overtakes me, and I try to get the attention of my aids, but besides turning my head, I can't get any words through the screams of my arousal. They don't seem to get the hint. I keep trying, but the orgasm creeps closer and closer... that's when I realize. The reason they probably aren't coming...\n\n\tMy face is smiling.\n\n\tI don't understand. The pain, the fear, the panic, I don't want this, I know I don't want this. This is way too much... I-I could die. Why am I happy?! ...It's something inside me I've tried not to acknowledge. It's the part of me that wants pleasure. Only pleasure. At any cost. The monster that caused that incident years ago... the reason I built this chamber... I thought it was merely selfishness, but it's deeper than that. It doesn't care about the lives of others, but it doesn't care about mine, either. Even if this pleasure causes my entire kingdom to go up in flames, immeasurably harming everyone I love, I... I... NEED THIS. I NEED THIS PLEASURE. GIVE IT TO ME. I DON'T CARE, I NEED IT ALL. GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME! NOW!\n\n\t\n\n\tThe air completely empties from my lungs as the second orgasm stacking on top of the first hits me like a freight train. The pain multiplies at the same time as my muscles. Twofold. More. More. Give me more! Before long, I feel a third orgasm. The first one still hasn't stopped. It doesn't matter whether I can handle it or not. I greet that orgasm with fanatic love.\n\n\tI hear a snap, followed by renewed freedom in my right big toe. I must have broken the restraint. Moving even just that toe feels sooo good... the orgasm comes faster. I don't even feel it coming. All I feel before blacking out is my whole body jerking in one big spasm...\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nMorning Report Dos\n\n\tI wake up back on my throne, back in my right mind... my entire body aches. I look down to see that my penis is back to its old self... I guess the potion didn't take. I wince with pain as I raise my arm. I rub my cock a little bit, somewhat forlorn... when I notice that my pelvis feels a lot more solid than it used to. A lot more solid. Did I actually retain some effects? Is that possible?\n\n\tFeminine Voice: ``Ahem.''\n\n\tI turn to my right to see May sitting on the arm of the chair, displaying her impatience. She looks... different from before. Her boobs are still humongous and I very much want to hump them... but there's something else. Something other than my complete inability to fuck her into immobility due to my entire body being practically paralyzed.\n\n\tI try to focus. I guess I'm still feeling a little horny after my session. My body's satisfied, for sure. My balls are about half the size they were, giving me quite a bit more leg/foot room. My mind still needs time to calm down, though. Oh, May's arm is huge. How did I miss that?\n\n\tMay: ``Nice of you to join us, my lord. Ready for the news?''\n\n\t``Ye- agh...''\n\n\tEven my jaw hurts. Dang... May conveniently fails to mention the size of her left arm. I'm pretty sure it's even bigger than it was before, but maybe that's just because the rest of her body is back to its original, thin size. The arm of her robe has been cleanly clipped off and the hole decorated with small diamond chips, so there's no question she has her arm like that on purpose. I guess she's waiting for me to mention it.\n\n\t``Um, before that... your arm?'' I point to it.\n\n\tIt's literally multiple times bigger than the rest of her body, including her tits and ass. I guess she grew some kind of attachment to it after yesterday's weird mishap. I still don't know how that happened.\n\n\tMay: ``Oh, this little old thing? Teehee~... I didn't like it at first, but it's kind of cute, don't you think?'' She flexes her bicep for emphasis.\n\n\tThere's nothing about hyper-huge muscles flexing in your face that says ``cute'' (it's literally so big that she can't flex it without her shoulder and bicep squeezing against her face).\n\n\tMay: ``It's so big, smooth, and round... it's like a big, black marshmallow!'' May rubs her bicep... with her free hand AND the hand on that arm. ``It's... so big... and I can make it even bigger. See?''\n\n\tShe keeps rubbing her bicep with both hands and the cheek of her face as she flexes it much harder, causing it to balloon until it's over twice the size it was. The look in her eyes is the same as it is when she worships my belly during a feeding. She holds the flex for much longer than is necessary for the conversation... in fact, she seems to have forgotten I was here. I can almost see the hearts floating above her head as she worships the bicep on her own arm... I mean, yeah, it's pretty cool, but I got things to do okay? And I'm sore as hell.\n\n\t``Yes, it's quite nice. So I guess you're keeping it?''\n\n\tMay jumps. She really did forget I was here. May: ``O-oh, uh, yes. Yes, I'm keeping it forever. I can't wait to... to train it... and make it even bigger...'' She strokes her arm as if it's a pet pony.\n\n\t``So, about the news?!''\n\n\tMay jumps again. May: ``Ah! Yes, the news! Well, first on the agenda, the head alchemist told me to inform you that you broke some kind of magic barrier this morning? They won't be able to repair it until Mittens comes back. She says `don't worry, the wall is just fine. It looks like the potion's effects mostly wore off as well, which I'm sure you will agree is a very good thing.''' May tries to cross her arms and nod the way the head alchemist did, but her arm is too big (and her boobs), so it looks like she's just grabbing her huge forearm.\n\n\tOnly ``mostly''? So I really did retain some effects?! This is... groundbreaking! I rub my hardened pelvis in amazement, but try to keep my civilized facade.\n\n\t``Send her my thanks. Continue.''\n\n\tMay: ``Knight Werewolf has returned to the castle. According to reports, he was still hammering those... bordellos until, umm... early this morning. Even though he started... early yesterday morning. H-he's, uhh, currently... resting... in his quarters.'' A few beads of sweat dot her forehead as her nipples stiffen underneath her robe. She starts to fan herself with the hand on her muscle-arm. ``U-uh, the magicians who were out on call yesterday. The brothel owners are accepting your word on the matter, since the mages did a good job patching up. The mages are demanding some kind of compensation for their work yesterday, though, and they're threatening to strike. They worked very long hours and they were kept so busy that they couldn't enjoy themselves at the brothels.''\n\n\tThat's bullshit. No fucking way they weren't enjoying those brothels.\n\n\t``Fine, whatever. How about some dungeon time?''\n\n\tMay: ``You're going to send them to the dungeon? Really?'' She's genuinely surprised that I'm being so hardass about this. ``A-are you sure?''\n\n\t``Yeah, they can take the day off and rest up in one of the feeler cells. Ask them what they think about that.''\n\n\tMay looks to the side. May: ``If you say so...''\n\n\t``Continue, please.''\n\n\tMay: ``Yes, the most important news of the day. Queen Yoshi, of the Nation of Yoshi, is currently on her way here. She's expected to arrive in just a few hours.''\n\n\t``Hm. Is Mittens on his way back as well?''\n\n\tMay: ``No, sire. His investigation is independent from this visit. We also have no information on what exactly she wants to discuss with you.''\n\n\t``Ugh. Sounds like good news... continue.''\n\n\tMay: ``This is the last one. The treasurer sent out his probe among the citizens to gather opinions on the state of taxes this morning. He stressed that I should remind you that our kingdom has the lowest proportional tax rates in the world. And that that's bad.'' May muscle-shrugs.\n\n\t``Yes, yes... alright, thank you. You are dismissed.''\n\n\tMay: ``You sure you don't want to see my arm some more? I can make it bigger!''\n\n\tMay starts flexing without giving me a chance to respond. It really does swell up even larger than before, until it's over three times its unflexed size. Even more unexpected is just how fast she cums as a result of doing this. Fluids splash down on the arm of the throne, and... whoa, milk actually begins to gush from her nipples. Her normal-arm comes up to grope her breasts as she flexes her muscle-arm as hard as she possibly can. She begins to moan and lick her massive, comically-oversized bicep. It really is crazy. Her arm is so big that her tricep could dig grooves into the ground while she's standing up. And she wants it even bigger than that. She suddenly moans louder and cums again, milk absolutely spraying through her robe. \n\n\tI guess I do feel a little parched after my activities this morning...\n\n\t``Alright, come here...'' I levitate the kid closer to me and begin raising her robe up.\n\n\tMay quickly raises her robe the rest of the way above her overlarge mammaries. May: ``Ah~, oh yes, I never... f-fed you your drink yesterday. I have so much more saved up for my little man, now...''\n\n\tTrue to her word, her breasts look absolutely swollen. Their black skin is tinted red and heavy veins throb across them, particularly around the areola. They're heavily lactating as well. I open my mouth and sip a bit from the stream. Fresh, subrosian milk. Very warm, sweeter than honey, and with a tiny hint of spice. Magnificent.\n\n\tMay: ``Don't tease me, milk meeeeee~!''\n\n\tShe can't bring herself to stop flexing and her other arm can't quite reach, so it's up to me to grab the sides of a teat and pull it forward. Without ceremony, I grab her nipple, shove it onto my waiting tongue and start sucking.\n\n\tKeep in mind, I'm so small that her large nipple is equivalent to a human sucking on a slightly-lengthened billiard ball. Milk fills my mouth so quickly, I struggle to swallow it all down.\n\n\tMay reaches over with her free hand to shove me harder against her massive, underage tit. May: ``Yeeeeeeeeees! Suck harder! There's so much!''\n\n\tI suck like my life depends on it. It's not just the heat of the situation, it's also the fact that I really was thirsty. Every gulp of her sweet dew was like a kiss of life. My belly begins to swell from all the liquid, though, and I remember her other fetish. Maybe I should cut this off before it spins out of control...\n\n\tMay: ``Make sure you get the other one, too!'' May grabs me by the neck with her free hand, then pivots so my face is rubbing against her other breast.\n\n\tOkay, I mean... maybe just a little bit more...\n\n\t[*long milking session ensues, followed by exaggerated belly-worship*]\n\n\tFor the second day in a row, my belly is left so large that nothing else can be seen under it except my feet. I don't know how she produces so much, but I assume it's the same way everyone else is able to produce liters of cum in excess of their total body mass. Alchemy's one hell of a drug. So is magic. And whatever the fuck behemoths are on.\n\n\tMay, meanwhile, flexed herself into a sex coma. Her arm is ridiculously gigantic now, but the bicep is so sensitive that she fainted. She's being carried off by a couple of random servants now. It looks like it gained a lot of size even unflexed. Wow. I guess that's how effective those alchemical steroids can be in the hands of someone with a hardcore muscle fetish.\n\n\tWait, have we actually made a chemical that can grow you that much, in just one day, as long as you're horny enough to keep flexing??? Man, Benjamin's right, I am an absolute dumbass. That definitely should have gone straight to the military...\n\n\tOn the plus side, since I told pretty much everyone on the east side that they have to take it, roughly a quarter of our kingdom is going to be fetish-huge, very soon... not where I thought we were going to be going, but I guess that's where we're going.\n\n\tI call over a random servant.\n\n\t``Get me the chief of the guard.''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#11 Tozy's `Roid Rage\n\n\tSlai enters the throne room. Before I can say anything, Benjamin also comes flying in...\n\n\t``Treasurer? What are you-''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Don't give me that! Did you see what May looks like now?! You fuck-''\n\n\t``Hold on! Hold on! I saw the same thing, I've already called in Slai.'' I point forward, into my massively-swollen belly, intending to draw attention to the muscle-dragon filling the throne room.\n\n\tBenjamin only now notices the dragon's presence. Benjamin: ``Ah, my apologies, chieftain!'' He gives a half-bow. ``I didn't mean to intrude. I hope you will abide my listening in?''\n\n\tSlai lowers his head to the ground in a deep bow. Slai: ``It is no problem, treasurer.'' He turns to me. Or, rather, he turns to the giant pair of feet and spherical blob sitting on the throne. ``What is this regarding?''\n\n\t``We must cancel the Steroid Decree immediately.''\n\n\tBoth of their eyes go wide, though I can't see it.\n\n\t``Round up what's left from the people, if they're willing to give it you. Let the subrosians keep what they have, though.''\n\n\tI hear a sigh from Benjamin, likely annoyed by my soft hand. Benjamin: ``We need those supplies. Can't we at least take it from the subrosians?''\n\n\t``The subrosians have joined us in military alliance. We need at least the assurance that they're going to be huge when they show up.''\n\n\tSlai: ``We are in military alliance with subrosians?'' He stifles a laugh. ``What army do they even have?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Exactly my point.''\n\n\t``We don't know, okay? But by god they're going to be fucking hulks when they have to fight, or they won't be fighting, understand? They are to be treated as a serious fighting force. We need all the help we can get.''\n\n\tSlai is unconvinced. Slai: ``Understood.''\n\n\tBenjamin sighs. Benjamin: ``I don't know what you see in those hooded heathens.''\n\n\t``Watch your tongue, Benjamin. Did you not say just yesterday that we can't keep leaning on our allies? We can't afford to alienate our closest allies, no matter how insignificant they appear to be. Under our watch, they could become as fierce as the greenskins.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``I'll believe it when I see it. Fortunately, only about half of that decree went to them. Please tell me we're not supplying them with any more?''\n\n\tI sigh. ``No, not for the time being.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Thank you!''\n\n\tSlai: ``I'm still in the dark. We're going to send soldiers around to take back the steroid supplies from the people? No matter how we go about this, this will lower your approval.''\n\n\tBenjamin and I speak at the same time. ``It's unavoidable.''\n\n\t``I'll explain it, I've seen the effects first hand.'' I turn my gaze forward, though I still can't see anything past the milk in my stomach. ``It seems the steroids we sent out were far more effective than we imagined. The alchemists miscalculated. Keep in mind, though, I've only seen this in subrosians so far, which is part of the reason they should keep what they have.''\n\n\tI clear my throat as I try to think of the best way to say this.\n\n\t``The steroid appears to keep growing the user for as long as they... keep flexing. Over the course of just one day and one indirect dose, a small subrosian girl was able to grow muscles proportionally larger than even yours, Slai.''\n\n\tSlai: ``...what?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Wait, what do you mean an indirect dose?''\n\n\t``May only began growing during my feeding session yesterday morning. As far as I can tell, she got some of it from what was mixed into the garlic. I didn't even see her eat any of it.''\n\n\tSlai: ``Just one day, and she was able to grow larger than me? Are you sure?'' Slai's expression grows intense, scaring Benjamin a bit. I can only sense it in his voice.\n\n\t``Yes. Benjamin's here because he saw it himself. She was somehow able to condense the effects into just one arm as well, with the help of the royal alchemists, while keeping the rest of her body slim. As you are aware, this kind of growth with this kind of speed was thought impossible.''\n\n\tSlai: ``Sire... the decree has been in effect for several days. The citizens using it have grown quite large, quite fast, but nothing as extreme as what you're talking about.''\n\n\t``I assumed as much. However, muscle fetishes aren't exactly common. The subrosian man who came to consult with me a couple of days ago wasn't that extreme, either... until he tried to get larger. Do me a favor Slai, flex for me.''\n\n\tHe stumbles over his words, embarrassed by the request. ``I, you, I, you, uh, you want me to flex? My... my what?''\n\n\tI open a short range portal in front of my eyes so I can see him. From the other side, he can only see my large demon eyes staring at him. ``Flex a foreleg. Try to flex as hard as you can.''\n\n\tSlai: ``Uh, y-yes, my king.''\n\n\tHe actually starts blushing as he raises his paw. Given the conversation, he knows I'm just examining him, right? This isn't a sexual thing? I didn't bring this up just so I could ogle... I mean, I am ogling, but this has a scientific purpose.\n\n\tSlai grits his fangs and flexes his forepaw hard, until his whole leg is vibrating with the strain. The muscles blow up over twice as large, covered in intense veins and striations from intense conditioning. He lets go a stifled moan as he holds the flex. Slai takes steroids regularly, like most of the army, but he also works out way more often than most. It shows in just how unbelievably jacked he is. At rest, the muscles bulging from just one of his feral shoulders are thick enough to comfortably house the average lion-beastman. When a muscle already that big multiplies in size from a flex, it looks as if a magi-volatile bomb went off underneath his scales.\n\n\tAnd he was taking the old stuff.\n\n\t``Now stop.''\n\n\tSlai lets go of the flex and his leg goes back to its previous size, albeit a little flushed.\n\n\tI close the portal. I gained a bit of an erection, but fortunately no one can see it under my belly. ``What I've observed is a body that grows with that same gusto, but never fully returns to its previous state. Everyone in the throne room witnessed that subrosian man grow almost twice as large just in the time he stood before me. I had assumed that was after taking the new steroids for several days... but now, I see it's possible, that he grew that big after just one dose in just one day. That explains why they were so desperate for replacement robes.''\n\n\tSlai: ``I-I... I see...''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Hopefully it works on more than just subrosians. If our army could grow that fast, we could have a whole army of behemoths patrolling the perimeter.''\n\n\t``Let's not jump to conclusions. Slai, you've already confirmed that it works faster than the conventional stuff, right?''\n\n\tSlai: ``...oh, uh, yes...''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``You might want to move a little faster. The chieftain's about to blow.''\n\n\t``Ah, my apologies!'' I make another portal, unwilling to miss my rare chance to ogle Slai's cock. ``Yes, round up as much as you can, but ensure no one is harmed. Dismissed!''\n\n\tSlai bows his head as close to the carpet as he can, but his massive penis and gouts of precum get in the way. Slai: ``G-glory be to the K-kingdom of Lu-ugh.'' A burst of precum flies out and splashes across both of my soles. ``Lust.''\n\n\t``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''\n\n\tI glare at his gigantic spiked penis as he turns around. It really is a majestic creature. It's long enough to poke out between his forelegs, yet still rigid enough to hug his bulging abs and pecs. A spiral of large barbs adorns the shaft, stopping abruptly at the soft, pointed head. Impatient veins throb between them. That right there is a full dick. He's that aroused by the thought of growing bigger? Maybe muscle fetishes are more common around here than I thought they were. Either that, or having muscles that big just automatically gives you one.\n\n\tAfter Slai leaves, Benjamin turns to me. Benjamin: ``I got the information on that potion, by the way. The cum thing?''\n\n\t``Yeah. I assume there's some problem with it?''\n\n\tHe chuckles. Benjamin: ``You see the pattern, huh? Well, no. The materials to make it are expensive, but we don't have that many candidates that can use it, and even less that want to use it. With Rayo's help, we're already set to implement them into our standing army. We just need someone to train them.''\n\n\t``How do you know so much about this, anyway?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Everyone has to go through me before anything gets approved. I make calls, I get stuff done.''\n\n\t``Fine. But shouldn't we have discussed this with Slai before he left?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Oh, I already filled him in. Like I said, we just need someone to lead the training. Mute's looking into it, but we haven't been able to find anyone yet. Any ideas?''\n\n\t``I don't think anyone has ever purposely used cum to stab people unless they're within this castle. To my knowledge, this is new technology. The way I see it working, we could either get a ballistics expert... or they can use Tozy for practice. He's already taken the stuff.''\n\n\tTozy perks up. I don't know what he was doing. Staring at the wall or something. Trying to shove his own cock up his ass. He does that occasionally. Tozy: ``What?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Hey, little guy. How do you feel about being touched by strangers?''\n\n\tTozy: ``Pretty good. Why?''\n\n\t``Do you think you could weather another orgasm like you had a couple of days ago? I remember you got pretty scared.''\n\n\tTozy: ``Oh! Um, it was kind of scary... b-but I can get used to it! The dominatrix hits me all the time and it totally feels good now!''\n\n\t``So you're just going to blatantly admit to ignoring what I told you not to do, okay...''\n\n\tBenjamin turns to me. Benjamin: ``Was it really that bad? Maybe we should get someone else.''\n\n\t``It was pretty bad. I also experienced a more powerful version of it first-hand this morning. I'm not sure it would be a good idea to put Tozy through that over and over again.''\n\n\tTozy: ``Over and over again?! I want to do it! Lemme do it! Please?!''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``The guys can be pretty rough, son. It won't feel good.''\n\n\tTozy looks raises his little fists. He looks determined. Tozy: ``I like it rough!''\n\n\tBenjamin turns back to me. Benjamin: ``I don't know, up to you. I don't think the kid's head can be messed up any more than it already has, working for you. Especially if he's making regular trips to the dominatrix on his own.''\n\n\t``Thanks a lot. Ugh... I guess it is important for any prospective potion-takers to know what they're getting into. It might lower the number of people willing to take it, though.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``That means it will cost less. So we're really sending him?''\n\n\tI turn to look at Tozy. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth from the thought of what's going to happen to him. Rakers are such a strange species. ``Yes, we're going to send him.''\n\n\tTozy: ``YES!'' Tozy jumps up in the air and pumps his fist, like he just won a trip to Masque Land.\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Well, the men on the west wall are already waiting for someone. You can go there now if you want.''\n\n\t``Wait, go to the midwestern watchtower first, inform Slai of your cooperation.''\n\n\tTozy: ``YES, MASTER! Hehehehe~'' Tozy's gone faster than a flowery, sweet-smelling wind trying to enter the castle.\n\n\tBenjamin: ``What's that kid's story, do you mind? He's not anyone's offspring, like the other kids. I thought you made him a knight so you could have relations with him, but I think that incident a couple of days ago is the first time I've ever heard of you laying a hand on him.''\n\n\t``It's complicated. As you know, only a few of my royal knights are actually here to defend me. Tozy is just as special as the rest. Rakers aren't native to our land, you're aware.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Yeah, something like the opposite side of the planet, right? Very small population as well.''\n\n\t``Do you know anything else about them?''\n\n\tBenjamin leans against a pillar, settling in for what sounds like a long story. Benjamin: ``I do not. They're small and blind, that's all.''\n\n\t``They also have a curious need to be ordered around like slaves.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``...you're being serious. You're trying to tell me that's not just Tozy? That's all of them?''\n\n\t``Yes. That's why essentially their whole population is controlled by one of the weakest nations in the land. Once someone becomes their master, they will obey no one else.''\n\n\tBenjamin looks towards the door. Benjamin: ``Like tiny behemoths...?''\n\n\t``And believe it or not, I'm not Tozy's master. The dominatrix is. She brought him with her when she migrated here.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Well that explains why he's always down there... but then why is he up here with you? Wait, why does he obey you if you're not his master?''\n\n\t``Because the dominatrix told him to. She only had to say it once, then she assumed her work and he's been up here ever since.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``...is he only here because you can't get him to leave, then?''\n\n\t``That's only half the story. Do you know how old Tozy is?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``I wouldn't know, but from the way he talks, I'd wager somewhere around 8 or 9?''\n\n\t``He's 4.''\n\n\tBenjamin scoffs. Benjamin: ``Hogwash.''\n\n\t``When he arrived here, he was only 3 years old. It's been confirmed by several sorcerers.'' \n\n\tBenjamin: ``Damn...''\n\n\t``The kid's smart as hell for his age. A sex freak, yes, but a genius. Imagine if he could cast magic?''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Heh. He'd be another Mittens.''\n\n\t``I don't know why the dominatrix would just leave him with me, especially given my appearance. I thought maybe she just didn't want him to witness what she was doing down there... but then he `orders' her to let him participate and she does. My laws don't actually matter to her in that case, so I don't know why she does that. She's a total mystery.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``So, this woman owns this genius child, but for some reason moves to a half-demon's Lust Kingdom to become a dominatrix in a dungeon? A boy like that's marketable. She could have been rich!''\n\n\t``That's a weird take, but I agree. I don't know what's going through her head. She must be even more of a sex freak than Tozy is... but to answer your question, the main reason I'm allowing this to happen is because I want to see what Tozy becomes. He could become the best at anything he takes an intellectual interest in. We just have to find out what.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``Alchemy seems likely. DDK went into sorcery for his flesh, I would imagine Tozy goes into alchemy for the same reason.''\n\n\t``Probably. I just don't know. You would think he would have taken more of an interest in alchemy by now, as much as he loves chugging those potions. I just don't want him to end up in a brothel somewhere.''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``There really is no safer place than a king's throne room for a kid like that...''\n\n\tSqueak: ``YOUR HIGHNESS! THE QUEEN APPROACHES!''\n\n\tBenjamin: ``That's my cue.'' He stands off of the pillar and waves to me as he leaves.\n\n\tOddly cordial. I guess I'm doing something right.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#12 The Queen's Gambit\n\n\tMy belly has shrunken to a much more manageable size by this point. Still spherical, but just small enough for me to see over, allowing me to meet ``Queen'' Yoshi face-to-face. As you may have guessed from my use of quotation marks, ``Queen'' Yoshi is male. There are, in fact, no female yoshis at all, and feminizing alchemy generally doesn't work on them as a result (since there's no basis in their genes to work off of). There are, regardless, some yoshis who are entranced by the females of other species and strive to be like them. Look like them, act like them and, most importantly, be regarded as them. Yoshi culture is famously open and accepting, though, to the point where one of their ``females'' can actually become their leader.\n\n\tThe queen enters my throne room with a dull expression, her hands folded in front of her. She's wearing a long, golden ball gown, no doubt concealing an equally long yoshi cock, with matching gloves that extend past the elbow.\n\n\tShe also enters alone. I reiterate, we're not allies. Is this a show of trust? I can also tell by the way her feet hit the carpet that she's not wearing shoes. Something yoshis never do.\n\n\tQueen: ``King ________, I presume?''\n\n\tI should mention, even though raw feminizing alchemy doesn't work, adjacent alchemy does. Wider hips, meatier thighs, a thicker chest (though boobs are out of the question), longer eyelashes, a fat butt, all of it is available. There's even potions for a softer, higher-pitched voice, which she has clearly taken.\n\n\t``I am. I was notified of your arrival, but not your intentions.''\n\n\tQueen: ``Yes, I know. You are, of course, aware of the incident at our border?''\n\n\t``Yes. I sent my most powerful magician to investigate the matter. Did you meet him?''\n\n\tQueen: ``I'm afraid I have. He's very thorough. And very powerful.''\n\n\t``I would trust him with my life. However, it would seem he hasn't found anything as of yet, so what are you afraid of?''\n\n\tQueen: ``I want you to call him off.''\n\n\t``What?''\n\n\tQueen: ``I offer myself in return. I will even give you my soles. Please.''\n\n\t``You're here to-...?! You flatter me, Queen Yoshi, but you know I can't do that. Unstable Titan Magic is a very serious matter. I assure you, we won't retain any of your records or information. We don't want to be your enemy.''\n\n\tQueen: ``My kingdom is the one at stake, you are aware?''\n\n\t``I am aware. But what do you hope to gain from calling off my investigation? Mittens is very benign, he only wants to know the truth. ...Is the truth... darker than I imagine?''\n\n\tQueen: ``We have important matters to discuss. Please, can we have a moment?''\n\n\t``...''\n\n\tThe air in the room grows cold.\n\n\t``Guards. Leave us. And make sure no one comes near the doors.''\n\n\tGoblin, Squeak, Pea, and Sissy slowly leave the room. Master walks forward and out of the front gate. Before he closes the gate behind him, I can spot another yoshi standing next to the door.\n\n\t``What is this?''\n\n\tThe expression on her face doesn't change. She takes a few slow steps toward me. Queen: ``The man who was practicing Titan Magic. I know him. He works for me.''\n\n\tMy eyes narrow. ``Your kingdom... your castle... was really practicing Titan Magic? Are you insane?''\n\n\tShe doesn't stop walking forward. A purple mist suddenly envelopes the sleeves of her gloves. Queen: ``No. He wasn't doing it with my blessing. But he had the aid of several of my confidants. The incident at the border was the result of a test. A new advancement they've made, that they thought they would announce... publicly.''\n\n\tMy eyes glow black. I don't know what she's planning. ``Why are you telling me all this?''\n\n\tQueen: ``It is my hope that with the truth... and my pleading... you can save my kingdom.''\n\n\tAll of her clothes suddenly disappear at once, then reappear near the gate. She doesn't stop walking until she's standing directly in front of my feet. The expression on her face remains dull.\n\n\tAs I expected, her body is extremely shaped. Puffy, fatty pectoral muscles hang from her chest, failing to take away from the perfect pear making up her lower body, and failing to add any femininity to the humongous cock hanging to the floor. It is literally just long enough for the totally flaccid head to brush against the carpet. Her gigantic balls, usually tied back with a belt, hang free behind her legs. She has the standard white belly of her people, and bright-green skin.\n\n\tNot that I wouldn't mind taking that puff-chest for a ride, but this is wrong.\n\n\tI stop casting. ``Stop. Is that really the truth? You say you didn't have anything to do with this?''\n\n\tQueen: ``I did not.''\n\n\t``Then how do you know who is guilty? Why haven't you handled this on your own?''\n\n\tShe caresses one of my big toes with one hand, then begins to rub her fatty pecs with her other hand. Queen: ``Titan Magic leaves residue, no matter how it's casted. I spotted it after the incident... and I know who that person knows. I haven't handled it on my own because... attempting to would have me executed. Traitors. All of them are traitors.'' Her expression waivers a bit.\n\n\t``What can I do? Mittens is trustworthy, he would be better to handle this kind of information. He wouldn't just turn you in, I assure you.''\n\n\tQueen: ``You don't understand.'' She catches her breath, then begins to rub her body up and down along my foot, occasionally licking the sole. ``What they're doing... they've turned Titan Magic into a weapon. Not a ritual to be used to try and create behemoths. An instant, targeted blast meant to kill whoever they want.''\n\n\t``And cause collateral damage in the process.''\n\n\tYoshi's cock stays stone-sober despite her actions. She turns her attention towards me and begins to climb onto the throne, sliding her hands and knees over my balls. Queen: ``They truly think they can withstand any attack with this power. Even from behemoths like yours. If I try to stop them, they will simply kill me.''\n\n\t``...'' \n\n\tShe sits heavily on her knees on what would count as my ``lap''. It takes her a moment to find purchase on top of the wobbly masses of my ass and balls. She then leans down to cradle my body in her hands. Her voice comes out at almost a whisper. Queen: ``I notified no one of my departure. No one except the single servant I brought with me. Once I return, I will likely be executed. You must help me. You must help us. I'll do anything.''\n\n\t``I'm afraid your advances make it hard to think. I'm aware of my reputation, but I have all the sex I could ever want within this castle. You can't win me over that way.''\n\n\tQueen: ``Th-then-...'' Her arms briefly glow purple.\n\n\t``But I will help you. I just... I just need to think of how.''\n\n\tYoshi cracks a small smile. Yoshi: ``Thank you.''\n\n\t``We're going to need the help of Mittens, regardless. Anything that could disrupt a coup, I won't be able to do myself. And I'm not willing to put my people at risk invading your kingdom. Even a portal attack would lead to all-out war.''\n\n\tQueen: ``...yes, it would.''\n\n\tMittens: ``That's a pickle!''\n\n\tWhat the fuck?!\n\n\tMittens: ``I had figured out about half of that, but I didn't think it went that deep.''\n\n\tFor a moment, I thought Mittens was actually in the room. He's instead speaking to me through a mental link. How, though, I have no idea.\n\n\tMittens: ``I opened a widdle-bitty portal, smaller than a pinhole, as soon as I noticed the queen leaving the kingdom. It turns out I was right, she was heading to you. Sorry, I was listening in the whole time. You really have to work on your mental defenses, you know that?''\n\n\tOh fuck off.\n\n\tI speak out loud. ``Mittens was actually listening in.''\n\n\tA look of genuine shock comes to her face. Yoshi: ``W-what? He saw me leaving?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Yup!''\n\n\t``Yep.'' I think to Mittens, ``Do you have a plan?''\n\n\tMittens: ``I'm thinking. I could stage an assassination, but if there's as many people in on this as she says there are, I would have to know exactly who knows how to cast the spell.''\n\n\t``That's, uhh... a lot bloodier than I thought you would come up with.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Titan Magic is serious business. Don't worry, I can kill a dude without anyone knowing it was me.''\n\n\tJesus. Think you're sending an investigator to another kingdom and suddenly he's a hired blade.\n\n\tMittens: ``What, you thought my magic was limited to healing and barriers? I ain't no grandmaster for no reason, bitch.''\n\n\tApparently he can assassinate story settings, too.\n\n\t``Yoshi, do you know exactly who knows how to cast this new spell? Mittens says he can kill them without arousing suspicion.''\n\n\tThe look on her face suddenly gets very serious and she stays quiet. She may not tell me. After all, these were her people. She hired them. Built a kingdom together. They laughed together, cried together, had sex- Queen: ``It's Mortimer and Pott.''\n\n\tMittens: ``I knew it! Consider them gone.''\n\n\tAn image suddenly comes to mind of a kitten with a glock. I shiver... my eyes glow black and I shut off the mental link.\n\n\t``You're welcome to stay here in the castle until Mittens returns. Just so we know you're safe.''\n\n\tQueen: ``No, I must return. I will consult with him on my way back. But please, accept my... heartfelt thanks.'' A demure smile comes over her face as she brings herself closer to me.\n\n\tAs she forces me into a kiss, I can feel her cock finally start to stiffen. The length grows obscenely as it erects, throbbing to an incredible dozen feet long.\n\n\tQueen: ``I've never been with a half-demon. With your emphasis on feet, I assume you're aware of traditional yoshi lovemaking?'' She rears back onto her plush ass, centering herself on top of the slab of my cock so she can present her feet. ``We normally keep our feet covered at all times. We only gift our soles to those we plan to marry.'' She suddenly blushes deeply and looks away. ``Y-you don't... have to marry me. This is just the truest expression of my appreciation. My servant removed my shoes just before I entered, so... they should be perfectly ripe for you.''\n\n\tShe's holding onto her knees, sitting on the base of my cock, holding her feet inches from my face, and waiting for my approval. I don't think I've ever encountered a hotter situation. Especially since the feet she's so shyly shoving in my face stink with the scent of being trapped inside of shoes for years at a time. The smell is so heavy, the gas can actually be seen emanating from the crevice between each toe.\n\n\tI quickly cast a calming spell on my loins, lest I cause another accident. \n\n\tI grab one of her feet and push it against my face. It's not just the smell that's perfect. They're completely soft as well, with just enough moisture from the sweat to keep their scent applied to whatever they touch. I don't want to ruin them with my saliva, so I simply rub my nose across each one. From the heel, to those wrinkling arches, to those sensitive, wiggling toes, the stench never lets up. The odor between her toes is so strong, even I can barely stand it... but stand it I do, as I alternate between each pit, eager to get the unique brand of stink from each and every one. I can't stop sniffing. Every time I catch a breath, I just wish my nose was back on her soft, smelly soles.\n\n\tQueen: ``I-I can see they meet your approval. Um... i-it is customary for you to... use them... as well.''\n\n\t``Aaah~... I appreciate your offer, but I'm afraid I'm not allowed to cum within the normal confines of my castle. You may rub me if you wish.''\n\n\tYoshi doesn't waste any time spinning around, ripping her feet from my clutches and instead shoving her sweaty ass in my face. And then onto my face.\n\n\tQueen: ``Yes. Accept my feet onto your big, powerful, man cock.'' She starts footjobbing my half-stiff beast with lustful abandon as she grinds her anus over my head. ``Accept my soft, sweaty feet in courtship so that I may never conceal them again. Make them belong to you and only you.''\n\n\tI'm starting to think she's actually going through some kind of marriage-ceremony-slash-honeymoon. I'm glad to add an ally to my kingdom, but I wasn't trying to make her our queen. I'm particularly surprised at just how quickly she got hot for me, considering her nation and mine have been cold towards each other for so long. How long has she been planning this?\n\n\tI suddenly feel her own monster cock poking around the pit between the big and middle toes of my right foot.\n\n\tQueen: ``Hhhh-...hhhh-... would you return my affection? Would you present your soles to me as I have to you? Please... hhh-nnh!'' A splash of liquid can be heard hitting the carpet. ``TAKE ME! Take your whore of a wife with your evil, DEMON feet! I'm yours! I'm all yours!''\n\n\tNow she's getting racial. Her whole fantasy is a little uncomfortable for me... but not so uncomfortable that I'm not going to do it. Don't judge me.\n\n\tI haven't given a footjob in a long time, for obvious reasons. I pull her cock between my toes, making her scream, then I raise both of my feet and encompass as much of her as I can. They're quite a bit larger than her penis is, but that just means it feels even better for her. I don't expect to do more than a couple of rubs before she bursts... which is exactly what happens.\n\n\tHer body immediately erupts into seizures as my soles meet her private parts. Queen: ``Hhhh-h-h-h-HEAVENS! S-s-s-s-so soft... N-not at all what I... imagined... I-I-I... I'm going... I'm going to-!''\n\n\tI feel her sphincter begin to tighten rhythmically against my forehead. If she tried harder to sit down on me, I have no doubt I would have-\n\n\tAnd there I am. I try to think... when was the last time I found myself inside someone's asshole? It's been months at least... I think it was probably the last time I messed around with Sissy? He spends so much time with Pea, I don't think I've bred him in over a year. I really should sex up my knights more instead of just having them around as eye candy. Maybe... maybe I should have something reduced? Ugh, I promised myself I would never make anything smaller, but... now I can't have real sex with anyone without possibly killing hundreds of people. It's a drag. Maybe just a desensitizer? I mean, what's the point of being the king of lust if you can't have sex? Yoshi's orgasm is lasting a pretty long time. I'll have to ask Libra next time I see her. There has to be some way I can have sex again without having to hold back so much. ...eh, nah, she will probably just say I need reductions. I'd have to give up this giant ass for sure. But it fills the throne so perfectly! I don't want to go back to what I was doing before, just... sitting on the thing. That's lame! Maybe a desensitizer. Just ask her for a desensitizer. If nothing feels as good, my body won't react as strongly. That makes sense, right? I think? I don't know. With balls this big and cum production this high, especially with that potion I took this morning... even if I didn't feel anything, I don't think it would save me from the chamber. Something has to give... forget it. No. Next time we see Libra, I'll ask for a desensitizer. We'll see how it works in the chamber. Everything will be fine.\n\n\tShe's actually still going. I can't see or hear anything, but I can feel her cock continually pulsing between my feet. It's been minutes. She's lucky breathing is optional for me, otherwise I would suspect her of trying to assassinate me. I reach up and spank her with my hands, hoping she gets the hint. She starts cumming harder... I grow concerned... but she suddenly shoves off of me a moment later. Thank goodness...\n\n\tQueen: ``Ah, I'm, agh~, so s-AH~-rry, my d-demon KING~! P-please f-f-for... g-give... meeee-AAAAAA~HHH~HAAA!!!''\n\n\tShe keeps cumming, loudly and forcefully. Even after I remove my feet from her cock, her orgasm seems to continue just from her own soles rubbing feverishly up and down my length. The whole time, she keeps babbling about the ``eternal freedom'' she feels from my ``horrible, manly feet'' and how I'm her ``villainous, demonic king, laying waste to her fertile lands.'' She's obviously been fantasizing about me for a long time. So long, in fact, that I'm very confused. Why didn't she just ask? Is the pressure from her devotees just that stifling?\n\n\tAll in all, she's cumming, screaming loud enough for the whole castle-town to hear her, for over half an hour with no breaks. I'm actually surprised when she begins to calm down, since it seemed like it would go on forever. Slowly, very slowly, her feet come to a stop. Her hands stop jerking her overlong rod. She simply lays against the back of the throne, sweat absolutely pouring from every inch of her body in hot, steaming streams, panting heavily from overexertion, heart beating far too fast to be healthy.\n\n\tQueen: ``More... don't... don't stop... demon king... stop...''\n\n\tShe's STILL lost in the fantasy! I think her body only stopped because it couldn't possibly keep going. I have no options, I have to cast a calming spell on her. If she stays here any longer in this state, something bad may happen. Dammit, I really need that desensitizer...\n\n\tI cast the spell and she calms down for real... falling right to sleep. I'll be honest, I don't know much of anything about yoshi physiology or courtship practices... but are they really so hypersexual that they hurt themselves, or is the queen more drugged up than I thought she was?\n\n\t``You can come back in!''\n\n\tMy knights all shuffle back into the room, including Master, who takes a moment to sniff at Yoshi's passed-out body before sitting at his post.\n\n\t``Now, I'm not going to pretend you guys didn't hear any of that. Mittens is handling it. As far as you're concerned, you know nothing on this matter. Understand? That's an order.''\n\n\tPea and Sissy give a solemn salute. Goblin rubs my heel in an affirmative manner (use your imagination). Squeak looks particularly uneasy. I stare in his general direction, not that anyone can see it since Yoshi is still laying on me.\n\n\t``You guys kept everyone from the doors, correct?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``Y-yes, sire! Not a single servant loitered! I-it's just... can we really trust him?''\n\n\t``Her. And yes, we can and we must. All possible steps must be taken to avoid a war on our doorstep. Yoshi Nation borders us, Squeak.''\n\n\tHe shrinks back a little. Squeak: ``Understood, my lord...''\n\n\tI just relax back, not willing to wake Yoshi just yet. That's when her servant pokes his head into one of the viewports and requests entrance. I tell Squeak to let him in.\n\n\tServYosh: ``Apologies, your highness! The queen told me to do this if he was knocked unconscious.''\n\n\tDid he just call her ``he''? I open a small portal to see what he's doing. In his hand is a long, smooth stick. Of the literal, wooden variety. What does he plan to do with tha-\n\n\t*SWACK!!*\n\n\tHe smacks her right across the face with it as hard as he can, knocking her clean off the throne. He's a lot stronger than he looks. I don't interfere, and I hold up a hand to signal my knights to do the same. It was a really hard hit, leaving a mark, but nothing that can't be healed with magic. Thankfully, he only hits her once... though she lands face-first on the stone bricks beside the throne.\n\n\tI feel kind of bad, realizing the only servant she could trust enough to bring with her was a simple dude with a stick. With a swing like that, though, I have no doubt he could protect her on the road...\n\n\tAs intended, Queen Yoshi wakes up from the hit. Still sweaty from the bang, and dazed from the other bang, she stands up slowly on shaky legs and attempts to gather her focus to cast a healing spell on herself. I cast it for her.\n\n\tShe doesn't turn to face me. Queen: ``...my apologies. I will be on my way.'' She turns her head slightly towards her servant. ``Fetch my clothes.''\n\n\t``Wait, are you okay? You got pretty wild, I'm concerned you may be hurt.''\n\n\tQueen: ``I am hurt. But it's nothing to be concerned about.'' Her servant arrives with her clothing. Her arm glows and she attempts to slip them on with magic... it takes her several, ungraceful tries, but eventually she's back in her golden gown.\n\n\tShe moves back to the front of the throne to bow to me before leaving, a courtesy that she's not willing to skip. It's then that I see that's she crying.\n\n\t``Stop. Please. You are in no condition to travel. I don't want my people to see you this way.''\n\n\tServYosh: ``He's right, Yoshi. Maybe you should rest for a moment.''\n\n\tShe glares at him as if he betrayed her, too, but nonetheless relents. Yoshi: ``Fine. Wait outside with my f-...'' she calms herself down. ``-my shoes.''\n\n\tServYosh: ``Of course.'' He bows and leaves through the gate, obediently standing just outside.\n\n\tThe queen exhales and sits on the floor, her legs hidden by the hem of her dress. She looks down at the floor. Queen: ``My behavior must seem strange to you. I lose my kingdom, then I come straight here rather than to an allied nation, just to seduce you.''\n\n\tShe pauses for a moment, but I remain quiet.\n\n\tQueen: ``You know why, already. I had been fantasizing about our union. A long time. A very long time. Ever since I first met you.''\n\n\t``We've met... before?''\n\n\tQueen: ``Do you remember when you raided that tavern near a Metal Reptile outpost? In your mercenary days.''\n\n\t``You know about that? ...Yes. That was back when I was traveling. We were tasked with stealing a `glowing jewel' hidden in a secret room beneath the tavern.''\n\n\tQueen: ``We are allies with Metal Reptile, so that room was no secret to us. I was there. In the room.''\n\n\t``I remember people... when Wolf smashed in through the wall, we were surprised to find some people holding a meeting in there. Our client told us it would be empty in there.''\n\n\tQueen: ``Such meetings with royalty are generally unknown, even to close friends.''\n\n\t``We didn't have time to look around. I panicked and cast an incapacitation spell so we could just grab the jewel and get out. But it wasn't there.''\n\n\tQueen: ``And your spell was weak. Fortunately for you, I was the only one in the room capable of casting magic. I merely stayed still until you two left. That's when I saw you for the first time. I-...'' A deep blush covers her face. ``I was staring at you the whole time. There was something about how... rough you were... yet so intelligent... and with those-...! Ahem...''\n\n\tShe shuffles a bit and I see her move her hands to the front of her dress. She looks like she's holding something down.\n\n\tQueen: ``That was the first time I'd seen a half-demon in person. In truth, I wanted to have you then. I even sent people to capture you, but they weren't able to defeat your beastman companion. Wolf, you called him?''\n\n\t``Yes. I remember saurians coming for us, but we thought they were just trying to get the jewel back. He's within the castle, just... indisposed.''\n\n\tShe stays quiet for a while, then sighs. Queen: ``...my people do not marry to royalty. There is no king, and there never will be.''\n\n\tI think back. I guess there has never been a companion king (or queen) to any king on the yoshi throne, but I didn't know that was by design.\n\n\t``You cannot break tradition?''\n\n\tQueen: ``I've already broken far too many traditions. I searched for suitors... but... none would have me...''\n\n\tShe suddenly bursts into tears, inconsolable. Personally, I would have no problem sealing a royal marriage between our two kingdoms. It would make sense considering our borders, especially when our feelings are roughly mutual (I haven't been wanting to fuck her brains out before today, but I do have a thing for femboys). Unfortunately, most of her nation's allies are our enemies. I don't think any of them would stand for it, much less her own kingdom. Several high-ranking members of her cabinet get assassinated, and then she marries a half-demon? She would hang from the gallows...\n\n\tThe queen tries her best to dry up, not wanting to look undignified in front of prying eyes. It wasn't just us anymore. All of my servants were staring at her. \n\n\tI establish a mental link with her.\n\n\t``I'm sorry. I would marry you if I could, but-''\n\n\tShe responds through the link. I sense gratefulness that I created it. Queen: ``I understand. My allies would not approve, nor would my people. Just... would you wait for me?''\n\n\t``What?''\n\n\tQueen: ``I would like to visit you on occasion. Maybe your male concubine can help... if I survive.''\n\n\tI wouldn't call Mittens my concubine... but I guess I can't argue with the word. He's so important around here, he might as well be my gay queen.\n\n\t``What do you mean `if you survive?'''\n\n\tQueen: ``I wanted you to know my true feelings, just in case... it was the last thing I do. I may have lost control during our coupling, since I wasn't sure if I'd ever get another chance.'' She blushes again, and wipes away the last of her tears. ``And you were so nice to me...''\n\n\tShe finally stands up, her look a mixture of depression and determination, then turns around to leave.\n\n\tQueen: ``No. We will meet again. Prepare for me. Next time you see me... I won't hold back my lust.''\n\n\tWith that, she walks to her servant, who promptly disappears under her dress to slip her shoes back on. He's under there for several moments longer than it seems like he should be before popping out and walking away with her.\n\n\tHer last words came out as a threat. Whatever she's planning, I hope she lives long enough to bring it to fruition.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#13 Squeak Wins, I Lose\n\n\tOne of the side doors slams open and most of my magicians spill into the throne room. There's six of them in total. I don't know their names, and I can't be arsed to describe them to you. Unlike the royal sorcerers, they reside in the castle for mundane reasons. Not to fight, teach, or research fancy new spells, but simply to cook, clean, lift, unclog, whatever problem can be solved with magic but doesn't require any particular expertise. Manual labor, basically.\n\n\tMage#1: ``This is completely unfair, ________! This will NOT stand!''\n\n\tMage#2 starts bowing, but Mage#1 forces him back up.\n\n\tMage#3: ``We will not bow before you, today, demon. We demand recompense for our services yesterday, or we will walk out.''\n\n\tMage#4: ``Yeah! To threaten us with dungeon time?! The BALLS!!!''\n\n\t``I have seven mages, don't I? Where are the rest of you?''\n\n\tMage#5: ``He is... indisposed! It is beside the point!''\n\n\tMage#2: ``Uhh, y-yeah. We, um, want money.'' He's fidgeting for some reason.\n\n\tMage#6: ``You and your damn treasurer can't weasel your way out of this one!''\n\n\tMage#1: ``You cannot subdue us with feeler cells!'' Mage#3: ``Feeler cells cannot solve your problems!''\n\n\tMage#4: ``Your laws cannot hold u-, wait feeler cells?''\n\n\tMage#3 turns to face her. Mage#3: ``Yes, special cells in the dungeons. Designed to torture your genitals for days at a time, even worse than the dominatrix.''\n\n\tMage#4: ``W-we don't want that?''\n\n\tMage#1: ``FOCUS!'' He snaps at them, then turns to me. ``Our time at the brothels was tiresome and fraught with hours upon hours of mind-numbing labor! Do you understand? We were out there for EIGHTEEN HOURS while you sat in here playin'... footsy or whatever with Goblin! We were out there doing the hard labor!''\n\n\t``And you're trying to tell me with a straight face that none of you took advantage of the brothels while you were out there.''\n\n\tMage#3: ``That's not the point and you know it!''\n\n\tMage#6: ``We put in far too much for the amount you pay us!''\n\n\tMore bullshit. They would get paid half as much if they went literally else with their skills.\n\n\tMage#5: ``You give us a bonus right now, or you will lose our services! We stand together on this!''\n\n\tMage#4 slinks to the back of the group, along with Mage#2.\n\n\t\n\n\t``Look guys, we don't have the budget. And no, I'm not having Wolf pay you.''\n\n\tMage#1: ``You don't have a choice! We know you don't have any more help lined up. If we leave, this place will be in shambles.''\n\n\t``How about this. I'll have the sorcerers add some extra tentacles to the cells, wherever you want them. I'll also give you the rest of the day off, with pay. That's my final offer.''\n\n\tMage#3: ``O-one day off?! Surely you jest!''\n\n\tMage#6: ``Did you say with pay...?''\n\n\tMage#3: ``SURELY YOU JEST, I SAID!''\n\n\t``Hold. I know you guys are frustrated. It's nice and quiet down there, it will help you cool off. The tentacles are warm, too. They like to go real slow and massage that tension out. The other mage is down there already, right?''\n\n\tMage#1: ``I-I-I... I want privacy as well!''\n\n\tMage#1 cracking caused Mage#3 and Mage#6 to crack just as fast. Mage#3: ``I want a bed!'' Mage#6: ``I want permanent access!''\n\n\tMage#5: ``Guys, no! We said we would push for more! What about you-'' He turns around to see that Mage#2 and Mage#4 have already left. ``Dammit!''\n\n\t``I don't know if we have space to get you guys your own personal cells, but go to DDK. I'm sure he can set you guys up. If it's within his power, you can have it. Unless you'd rather look for a job elsewhere?''\n\n\tMage#5: ``I-if he can't grant our requests, you will regret treating us this way!''\n\n\tWell, that was more weird than anything. Glad it resolved quickly.\n\n\tAfter they shuffle out in the direction of the head sorcerer, I spot Squeak on the opposite side of the room talking to Piriahzan again. Squeak's face is beet-red and it looks like Piriah is trying to reassure him. After a few moments, he gives Squeak a hard pat on the back then turns to me as he walks away and forms a big X with his arms. He also drags a finger across his neck and then puts his hands together in a shallow bow. I assume all of that means that this is the last potion... and also please don't fire him. I simply give him a thumbs up, then sit back to watch what happens.\n\n\tSqueak is holding another potion, bigger than the vial this time. Unlike last time, he doesn't hesitate, he just rips off the cork and guzzles it, pouring the whole thing down his thick throat all at once. The muscles in his neck begin to pump up before he even finishes drinking. It's another vocal enhancer? If it's working that fast, it must be a lot stronger than what he took last time... and he's taking a lot more of it. His muscles swell out slowly for several seconds after he finishes drinking, giving him just enough time to toss the bottle away, and then...\n\n\tPOOM!\n\n\tEvery single muscle he has above his shoulders explodes obscenely. His shoulders gain some definition, too, but his already-too-big traps and neck gain multitudes of monstrously-striated thickness and length, all covered in snake-like, visibly-beating veins. Unlike last time, his neck doesn't just grow over twice as thick as it was, but actually gets multiple times longer, extending out until he looks like a white, overmuscled giraffe. If his neck looked like a dick before, it looks like a much, much bigger one now. Heck, it's starting to compete with mine!\n\n\t``Squeak? You okay?''\n\n\tHe doesn't hear me. Gosh, even his face, completely dwarfed now by the bulk of his neck, is fat with swollen, protuberant growths. Somehow his glasses stayed on... but his masseter muscles, especially, bulge out to vulgar distances, sagging from gravity to lay heavily against the stretched, pulsating cords just below his chin. Can he even talk?\n\n\tHe falls to his knees, holding onto his neck with both hands. His eyes are rolled back and he's drooling... somehow, I don't think he's regretting this decision. His hands slowly begin to move up the sides of his neck muscles... and then back down again... then back up, then back down. He moves them faster and faster, masturbating his actual neck as if it really were his penis.\n\n\tPerhaps it is his penis. I only just realized his dick had gone flaccid. Completely flaccid. With the amount of stimulants he's taken, that shouldn't even be possible. The muscles along his neck begin to flex rhythmically, bunching and rolling in time with his ministrations.\n\n\tThat's when Mute walks in... with some kind of sweaty red thing gyrating between her breasts... is that Rayo? He can barely be seen between them.\n\n\tMute adjusts her glasses, ready to ask me something even as her boobs bounce around wildly, as if there's nothing going on. Mute: ``My king, I thought you might be interested i-in...'' She suddenly becomes aware of the dickneck freak in the room. ``U-uuh...''\n\n\tHer glasses fog up, and just like that she ignores me and fast-walks across the room. Apparently, whatever's going on, she is very into it. Uncharacteristic of her, she slams Squeak against the wall, pinning his massive neck between her giant breasts, and inadvertently trapping Rayo in his boobflesh prison. She's panting with unbridled lust. Without hesitation, she grabs Squeak's pulsing masseters in each hand and kisses him on the mouth.\n\n\tI don't think Squeak has ever been kissed before. His eyes briefly came into focus, in fear, when Mute pushed him against the wall... when she kissed him, his eyes glazed over and rolled back... and his neck muscles went completely wild. Waves of thickness travel up the muscles of his neck, bulging out his veins, almost as if something was... \n\n\t\n\n\tSplorch. Pure, male cum erupts from his throat and into Mute's mouth... and it doesn't stop coming. Far from being grossed out, Mute leans into it, swallowing Squeak's cervical load as if she was desperate for it. With a look of anger, she locks her arms around as much of his head as she can reach and beckons him deeper into the kiss, guzzling down every drop of his cum, no matter how much there is, like some kind of mythological succubus. Her belly inflating with spunk has the side effect of squeezing out Rayo, who's cum proceeds to shoot straight up into the air, showering back down on all three of them.\n\n\tSo... I'll be honest, I'm extremely jealous. Not a lot of weird sex happens in the throne room anymore since I had the chamber built. It's basically just Pea and Sissy banging occasionally. I'm otherwise only treated to the ambient smell of sex in the air, the obscenity of my feet, and the endless ropes of cum spewing back and forth from wall to wall. All overtly sexual, yes, but without any actual sex happening. So here we have Squeak literally turning his head into a giant penis and I, the KING OF LUST, can't join in, in any way whatsoever.\n\n\tThis is fucking bullshit. I wave over one of the random servants and tell him to go get the head alchemist. Stuff like this has happened a lot over the years, but there's just something about someone's head being a penis... that's the kind of thing that can only happen in my kingdom. No one else in the world has the opportunity to fuck that...\n\n\tIn the meantime, I'm treated to further mutant-threesome debauchery. Once Squeak's orgasm finishes, Rayo perches on Mute's right breast and the two mice worship his overlong, red imp cock with their tongues. His big, cute toeclaws twitch and writhe from the pleasure as he clutches the backs of their heads, careful not to dig in with the claws on his fingers. After a few minutes, he loses control and cums, causing his hands to clench and painfully scratch both mice. I can see the scratch caused a little bit of bleeding, but Squeak immediately begins vomiting out cum again while Mute moans and squirts all over her thighs. He doesn't miss the opportunity; while he's still cumming, Rayo jumps forward, pivots, and shoves the entirety of his cock smoothly down Mute's throat and into her stomach. She doesn't gag once. Squeak, still trapped against the wall, flexes his neck, attempting to pull it forward enough to join the festivities. Once he gets close enough, he starts tonguing Rayo's asshole... and his tongue is way longer than it was before. Cum is still erupting from his mouth as he does this, a fair amount of it getting pushed right into Rayo's ass as he pumps back and forth, but Rayo merely blushes in surprise and takes it as he keeps fucking Mute's throat.\n\n\tLibra arrives in a flash, a look of exasperation on her face.\n\n\tLibra: ``Yes, sire? Is this about Piriahzan? I told him that potion was too strong- oh!'' She spots the mice and Rayo having wild sex near the gate. She takes a breath. ``Well~... I guess a stopped clock is right twice a day. Is... is Squeaky's head a penis? That's new...''\n\n\t``Yeah, and I imagine the force of his voice could wipe out an army at this point, but I don't really care. The reason I-''\n\n\tLibra: ``Oh! That's a great ide-''\n\n\t``I don't really care. Put it in a file or something.''\n\n\tLibra recoils, but shuts her mouth. Thankfully, she looks sorry rather than offended.\n\n\tI sigh. ``My apologies. I've called you down here to say that... I... I can't take it anymore. Is there... some way... any way... I, uhh...''\n\n\tShe sees how hard this is for me to say, and she knows where I'm going. She speaks in a sad tone. Libra: ``You want to start having sex again.''\n\n\t``I know, we've talked about this... but... this time, I'm thinking... I might have to let go of some things...''\n\n\tHer eyes light up. Libra: ``Wait, you're actually considering a reduction?! After all these years?!''\n\n\tThis catches Pea and Goblin's ears as well (Sissy, spurred on by Squeak and Mute, has his head buried too far into Pea's cooch at the moment to hear much of anything). Pea turns her head to me in surprise, Goblin actually stands straight up from between my feet and stares me in the face. They don't say anything, they just stare at me incredulously.\n\n\tI can only feel shame. It's no wonder why they're staring. I had that chamber built in lieu of reversing even a single one of my growths. It was part of the reason things got so bad for a while. There was even talk of planned regicide. It was around the time we were joined by Benjamin, and he couldn't understand where all of our money was going. I justified the exorbitant expense as being for the safety of my people, but we easily could have done it far cheaper if I was willing to settle with simply having titanic genitals and not literal-doomsday genitals. If the chamber wasn't kept secret, I have no doubt that regicide would have happened, it would have been one of my own servants twisting the knife, and there would only be celebration among my friends for the deed.\n\n\t``L-let's just... we can go down the list, alright?!'' I'm extra flustered. ``Umm... d-do you think a deedenz-uhh... desensitizer would work?'' I'm sweating bullets. Pea is still staring at me like some kind of alien creature replaced her king. Goblin has absolute accusation in his eyes.\n\n\tLibra begins to sweat, too, realizing she probably should have pushed to hold this conversation later, privately. Too late now. Libra: ``Well, uhh, umm, a desensitizer would certainly help. I'm afraid it wouldn't... have much of an effect on your eventual orgasm, though, besides perhaps... shortening it. Umm... m-maybe we should have this discussion in private???''\n\n\t``Y-yeah, let's... retire to a separate room.''\n\n\tI glance back at Pea, who seriously looks as if she's considering attacking me, then to Goblin, who's expression is a mix of seething rage and unbearable pity. I can't even begin to decipher any of it, I just need to get out of here. In an extremely rare move, I stand up off of the throne and waddle out of the room.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#14 Goblin's Anger\n\n\tIt takes some effort to angle my feet such that they can get through the door, and even more effort to squeeze each individual cheek of my balls and ass through. I never usually walk through any of these doors in my castle. They're proportioned for merely-large people. I usually just open portals to view certain rooms. I don't even remember that last time I was physically in the hall...\n\n\tObeying the laws of my castle, there's three separate groups of servants writhing and humping on the floor in plain sight of us. This is about as private as it's going to get, since Libra has a distinct hatred for mental links. The servants are moaning too loudly to hear much of anything besides the repeated clapping of their hips... and booties.\n\n\tLibra crouches all the way down to meet me and talks as quietly as she can, regardless. Libra: ``That was bad, I'm sorry.''\n\n\t``That wasn't your fault. Ugh... so, what do you think?''\n\n\tLibra: ``Okay, so, the desensitizer wouldn't work. It would just shorten your time in your private room a little bit.''\n\n\t``Damn it. So what do you think would work best?''\n\n\tLibra: ``Well, there's actually two things we have to target. Your refractory period and your ejaculation. They're, uhh, equally problematic.''\n\n\t``Is it possible to deal with one and not the other?''\n\n\tLibra: ``No.'' There's a pause, then she realizes she should probably explain. ``Refractory was the cause of you-know-what. Cum is the cause of you-know-where. Unless both of them are reduced, sex with you simply won't be safe.''\n\n\t``Is there any good news?'' I look down and stroke my long, oft-forgotten tail, unafraid to look pitiful in front of Libra after doing it hundreds of times in the chamber already.\n\n\tLibra: ``There is, actually, so buck the fuck up.'' She slaps me. ``None of that requires any changes to your outward size.''\n\n\tI look up with hope in my eyes, albeit rubbing the red welt she left on my cheek. ``Really?''\n\n\tLibra cracks a warm smile. Libra: ``I'll have something ready for you by tonight. Do you promise to take it? No matter what?''\n\n\t``I'll take it. I promise.''\n\n\tLibra walks away towards her quarters, while I waddle to the door and slowly squeeze my way back into the throne room. Pea has resumed her activities with Sissy, but Goblin was waiting right on the other side of the door. His ripped, shortstack physique never looked so intimidating. His arms are folded. There's already tears flowing down his face, but his face is twisted into one of determined anger.\n\n\tGoblin: ``How could you?''\n\n\t``I'm just going to-''\n\n\tGoblin: ``You want to do it again, don't you?! It's going to happen again! Do you want it to happen again?!''\n\n\t``It won't-''\n\n\tGoblin: ``YES IT WILL!'' He grabs me by my tiny shoulders, effectively wrapping his fingers completely around my arms and torso. ``You're going to hurt someone else! Why?! We came so far! We were HAPPY! WHY?!''\n\n\tDespite his firm grip, I know he won't hurt me. ``Trust... Libra. Please, can you just trust Libra?''\n\n\tGoblin just continues to stare at me, like he's suddenly lost a long-time friend.\n\n\tI have to tell him. Without that information, it's not enough.\n\n\t``Listen. There's something...'' I try to get control of myself, before I break down crying, too. ``*cough*... th-there's something I've been keeping from you... but I can't show it to you myself. Go see Libra. Please.''\n\n\tHis grip doesn't loosen, but he can't find anymore words.\n\n\t``Please.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Y-you-...'' His eyes pierce through me... then his grip weakens. ``What does she know about us...?''\n\n\tI avert my gaze. ``It's something you deserve to know. I just wasn't ever strong enough to tell you.''\n\n\tGoblin loses control of his voice as he starts sobbing, but he lets me go. He gets up slowly on shaky legs, gazing at me with bitter doubt... but eventually he moves towards the door and slams it shut behind him.\n\n\tI reach down and get my crown back on, then resume my place back on the throne. Pea, briefly finished with Sissy, looks at me worriedly. I just shake my head. Even Master, usually unfazed by everything, nudges me a little with his head. I push him off.\n\n\tOn the other side of the room, the threesome seems to have ended. They sit across from each other, all panting, all absolutely caked head-to-toe in semen, along with that whole corner of the room. Squeak is the first to realize something might have happened during his encounter.\n\n\tSqueak: ``What hap-'' He catches himself quickly enough, but his voice literally shakes the whole castle. His normally squeaky voice has turned into a deep baritone pumped up to ungodly volumes. ``SORRY. DID SOMETHING HAPPEN?''\n\n\tI guess that's as quiet as he can get now. Normally, I'd be laughing, but right now I just lay my head against one fist and signal to him that I don't feel like talking about it. Fortunately, the rest of the day stayed quiet.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nMorning Intermission\n\n\tI fell asleep on the throne. I was wondering where Libra was with news of my ``treatment'', or Goblin with his reaction to it, but I got my answer as soon as I woke up in the Orgasm Room. As usual, my arms and legs are bound to the platform, my ass and balls are encased in the floor, and my feet are bent harshly towards the wall behind me with ropes tied to my toes. \n\n\tThe only difference is that I'm not horny enough to need to be in here. I hear the sound of bare feet slapping on metal, then I see Goblin standing over me. My eyes are too bleary to discern his facial expression.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Why couldn't you tell me?''\n\n\t``I didn't want you to see me like this. I'm sorry.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``You were controlling your urges this way. This whole time?''\n\n\t``Yes.''\n\n\tI suddenly feel Goblin's massive feet stroke my cock.\n\n\t``W-wait, what are you doing?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``You said you would never hurt anyone ever again. Never. Ever. Ever.'' He takes a moment to calm his voice. ``You want me to trust Libra? I refuse. Not without proof.''\n\n\tI can hear Libra voice her surprise from somewhere behind me. Libra: ``Gobby, what are you doing?!''\n\n\tHe looks over at her and I see his feet glow. Goblin: ``I won't let you stop me! If your potion works... then I should be safe...'' He looks back down at me. My eyes have cleared up a little. His face is one that's trying to look confident even though it's overcome with fear. ``You won't... you won't hurt me, again... you won't hurt me... you said you won't hurt me.''\n\n\tI start to panic a little bit. ``Goblin, stop. You don't have to do this. I know how much this hurts you.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``No. You don't know. Give him the potion, Libra!''\n\n\tLibra: ``DD, can't you-''\n\n\t``Don't! Libra, just do what he says.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Half of this formula is new, it hasn't been properly tested. We don't know if it will completely remove the need for the chamber. This is...''\n\n\tGoblin's reaction is surprising, but not unreasonable. The entire point of me wanting to get a size reduction of any sort is so I can start having sex again. As far as Goblin knew, I literally hadn't had a single orgasm since that day. I think at some point I explained my balls being drained as a magic spell DDK came up with. So his freakout in the throne room was because he thought I was going to start cumming again. His freakout now is because he thinks I'm going to leave the chamber. In both instances, I would resume penetrating people and finishing within them, as I used to do. Goblin won't let that happen. Not unless he can be absolutely assured that no one will die as a result. Not now, or down the line.\n\n\tLibra: ``I can't just put Goblin in danger!''\n\n\t``Libra, if Goblin is in danger after this, then-''\n\n\tLibra: ``We can do tests without using live subjects! This is ridiculous!''\n\n\tThere has to be a medium here... ``H-how have your healing potions been doing?''\n\n\tLibra: ``What? Healing potions?''\n\n\t``Do you think they could heal him, if something happened?''\n\n\tLibra: ``I-I don't know! They've been able to mend broken bones, but-''\n\n\t``I trust you, okay? You're not just good, you're the best. DDK is here, too. Goblin will be fine.''\n\n\tLibra: ``But this isn't necessary!''\n\n\tNone of this was necessary...\n\n\t``It's necessary for him. You two can watch over us. I'm sure the test will go perfectly.''\n\n\tShe stands stock still for several moments, breathing heavily. She didn't expect this potion to put this much pressure on her. She did all the calculations, but accidentally getting a number wrong wasn't usually a death sentence. Especially this close to home. Libra walks over to me. Her eyes are slightly panicked. She leans far down to whisper in my ear. Libra: ``Mental link. Now.''\n\n\tWhen I said Libra hates mental links, I meant it. She hates the idea of anyone poking around in her mind. In fact, she invented a potion that blocks magic of that sort explicitly for that purpose, and it's proven strong enough that even Mittens can't break it. Fortunately for situations like this, it's a temporary chem, and she usually only drinks it when she's around strangers.\n\n\tMy eyes flash black. ``Linked.''\n\n\tLibra slowly removes the bottle from her bag and studies it, pretending to do extra preparation to buy a little bit of time. Libra: ``He really won't stop?''\n\n\t``He feels more strongly about this than I thought he did. Trying to stop him would only hurt him more.''\n\n\tShe pops the cork on the bottle and sniffs it, then shakes the bottle a bit, pretending to mix it. Libra: ``I'm sure DD can just put him to sleep for a while.''\n\n\t``I don't mean physically. This isn't just his faith in the potion you made, it's his faith in all of you-''\n\n\tLibra: ``Stop. I don't want to keep hearing you say we're keeping you in check. Take responsibility...'' She stirs the bottle a little bit more, sniffs it once more, then slowly brings it down towards my mouth. ``This is about his faith in you. Understand? Not us.'' She's about to tip it, but stops. ``Do you understand or not?!''\n\n\tGoblin: ``What are you doing?''\n\n\t``Yes, you're right, okay, you're right!''\n\n\tLibra: ``Good. If I hear that talk one more fucking time, I'll make sure you fucking regret it. Now cut the mental link.''\n\n\tI cut the mental link as she tips the solution into my mouth. It has a very mellow flavor, sweet but mild, like melons and cucumbers. My stomach balloons out wide and round from the volume of liquid. I feel Goblin lift up the entirety of my cock and bend it down so he can straddle the head.\n\n\tLibra begins to walk away to get behind the barrier, but then stops. Libra: ``Oh, about the effects. This is going to feel very different from usual, Robby. You may feel something `open up'.'' She bends back down to stroke my forehead. ``Now do your best. Your highness.''\n\n\tWith that, she's gone, and I'm left to be mandhandled by Goblin. He's always a sub, seeing him dom is incredibly weird... but it's all he can do to remain sane and overcome his fear of having sex with me again. Libra was right, I understand, this was about his trust in me. It doesn't really matter what the potion does. That incident was caused by my lack of self control. I can't blame my aids for turning me into a true demon. If I want to have sex again, I have to prove to Goblin that I have the self control to let that happen.\n\n\tAs the alchemical mixture assimilates into my system, I feel a sudden sense of clarity. I can't quite place what, but everything just feels... clearer. My mind. My body. My purpose. I look down to see Goblin struggling to fit the gigantic head of my near-flaccid penis into his asshole. It was like trying to shove multiple bowling bowls in there, side-by-side, all at once. Even someone as stretchy as Goblin wasn't able to do that. Not with his hands. He's facing me as he does it, trying to hold back his tears.\n\n\tGoblin: ``C-come on... just... just shove it in...''\n\n\t``You have to use your magic, Goblin.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``N-no, I-I can do it! I-I-I just need you to be hard.''\n\n\t``It won't work, Goblin, I've gotten bigger since... that time.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Just use your magic, then!''\n\n\tWhy is he suddenly so against casting? I can't use my magic, I'm silenced. I was only able to cast the mental link because Libra was so close and mental links are so easy to cast. Levitating the weight of my dick, much less pushing hard enough to sink it into Goblin's ass, wasn't going to happen on my end.\n\n\t``I can't cast while I'm in this room. What's wrong?''\n\n\tGoblin doesn't stop trying to shove my bulbous head in, but his anus only caves in, it doesn't spread. Goblin: ``What's wrong. What's wrong? What's wrong?! Don't you remember?!''\n\n\t``Goblin, Goblin, listen to me! I'm going to prove it to you, okay? I-... I've changed. I have changed. I won't let anything happen to you or anyone else. The only way I can prove that... is to free myself. To show you. And I want to show you right now.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``...th-then why can't you get hard?''\n\n\t``For the same reason you can't get hard.''\n\n\tBoth of our cocks had been as flaccid as they could possibly be throughout this whole encounter so far. Mine is full, but without hardness. His is hard, but still and dry. We weren't into this. He was afraid, I was afraid. Just trying to act brave.\n\n\tGoblin slumps down to his knees, losing his grip on my cock, which flops to the side. Goblin: ``I-I... I'm scared...''\n\n\t``I'm here with you. You and me, together. Remember the old days, before that day? Me, you, and Wolf?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Y-yeah...''\n\n\t``Remember that time we got captured by Swiftskins? Me and Wolf were being put to the guillotine.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``I was alone...''\n\n\t``But the executioner was so turned on by you, he started fucking you instead of killing us.''\n\n\tHe remains quiet.\n\n\t``Soon the whole crowd was locked in an orgy. It gave us so much extra time that Wolf was able to shimmy out. No one even noticed we were free until he snatched you off that guy.''\n\n\tGoblin cracks the slightest, sardonic smile. Goblin: ``I still remember the look on his face.''\n\n\t``Then right after that, the guy who sent us out on the assignment double-crossed us.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``He thought he could get away with our money.''\n\n\t``I tripped him with a wire...''\n\n\tGoblin: ``...I sat on his face.''\n\n\tGoblin and Me: ``And he gave us that money right back.''\n\n\tWe sit in silence for a few minutes. The more we talk, the harder it is to believe that I nearly killed him. Without the help of that healer... I did kill him. After all that time helping each other, watching each other, backsack to backsack... I killed him. How do I possibly redeem myself from something like that...? I can't. It's impossible.\n\n\tTears begin to roll down my face. ``I'm sorry, Goblin. I'm sorry.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``N-no... no, I-... you're coming back! I'm bringing you back, okay?!'' His feet begin to glow. ``You-you said it yourself. You can come back! We can go back!'' My penis begins to levitate up, slowly, pointing towards his hole. He grabs onto both sides of the flare and attempts to jam it in again. ``You won't hurt me! YOU WON'T HURT ME!''\n\n\tHe keeps chanting that over and over again and my head pushes harder and harder against him. The look of determination on his face is firmer than before. The magic glow surrounding his feet glows brighter as my cock pushes harder, until his toes begin to twitch in odd directions.\n\n\tGoblin: ``I forgave you.'' He grunts as he pushes down. ``That means you're back to normal.'' He grunts again. ``That means you won't hurt me.'' A moan escapes his lips. ``That means you won't hurt anyone.''\n\n\tThe glow gets even brighter, and his feet go from twitching to vibrating. They begin to scrunch and flex oddly, toes jerking and splaying at random intervals.\n\n\tGoblin: ``I won't... let you... go... I won't... let you... BURN!''\n\n\tSteam suddenly erupts from the soles of Goblin's feet as they quake and quiver madly with rhythmic convulsions. At the same time, his anus spreads wide and the head of my cock slips fully into him, stretching his entire body to horrifying dimensions. His eyes pop and his tongue hangs out from the dual sensations, unable to utter another word.\n\n\t...\n\n\t...I should have at least as much faith in myself as Goblin does. I promised him I wouldn't become a true demon. Nobody will get hurt. I will not lose control. I just have to relax... enjoy myself. Feel my body. Know where I am. If I find myself in a bad place... Goblin will bring me back. Trust him... trust myself... and I can have as much sex as I want.\n\n\t``Thank you... thank you, Goblin.'' I see him peer down at me, lost in the haze of sudden pleasure. ``Let's do this.''\n\n\tThe head of my cock swells massively within him as I start to get hard. The veins throb with new vigor as my heart rate speeds up. The muscles in my pelvis swell up, not nearly as big as last time, but still enough to squeeze my cock slightly, pumping up the veins and head even more than usual.\n\n\tGoblin is quickly raised into the air, his ass stuck to the end of my giga-cock. He smacks his still-twitching, steaming feet onto the sides of my shaft and attempts to pull himself deeper down my cock. His feet are hot, yet the burning sensation only feels amazing when combined with the soft tenderness of his soles. His feet can't gain purchase, and instead of pulling him, merely end up footjobbing me. The pleasure is divine... and in moments, I'm up to 100%.\n\n\tThat's when I feel something new... as if the entire region down there was... dilating. I could feel it strongest at the opening of my urethra, but it seemed to continue all the way down, deep into my groin. Staring at my cock, the tube of my urethra seemed to physically expand... very, very wide... until I could see it from the top... giving me a much thicker penis than before. Up above, Goblin moans as he's stretched far beyond his limits from just my head alone. His feet go limp... but his cock suddenly gets harder than lead. His mouth begins whispering in pleasure-babble.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Big... so big... won't hurt me... so long... bigBIG... big... I love-... more... big... love... hurt me...''\n\n\tI begin doing the only thing I can do in this position and thrust my hips, waving him up and down and inadvertantly stimulating both of us. His hands are locked around the rim of his anus, his legs are kicking out at odd intervals, wafting the stinky funk of his fuming soles in my direction. It isn't long before he cums, spraying me liberally with his tasty white cream.\n\n\tBeing covered in my best friend's cum of forgiveness is what does it. My body seizes up and I feel the first spurts of my orgasm begin to travel up my stretched-open rod. The immense pleasure gives way to a sudden wave of apprehension as I watch it rise straight into my old friend... I can only pray that the potion worked...\n\n\tGoblin: ``GHAHHQCK~!''\n\n\tCum instantly domes his belly... and then explodes out of his mouth. The inner organs of non-demons aren't as stretchy as what you see from me, so I had legitimate reason to be worried when I saw that much liquid running into him... but it looks like enough of it is blasting straight through... and curving straight down into the pit. Wow... the force of my ejaculation really diminished a lot. Even going through another person, it used to still be strong enough to hit the shelter wall.\n\n\tConfident that Goblin's life isn't in jeopardy, I relax into my orgasm and let it ride. It continues for close to an hour, blasting nonstop from my bottomless testicles and prostate through Goblin's perfect, whore's body. Throughout this, I try to stay lucid. The test is not lost on me, I know Goblin can't last indefinitely. If I let myself continue after Goblin has completely checked out - or worse, shows any signs of injury - then I could never forgive myself. Not again.\n\n\tThankfully, he seems to be mostly okay throughout the full hour. He seems to lapse in and out of consciousness, though his cock never stops throbbing. Even after he stops cumming, sprays of clear fluid continue to spray out of it in smaller amounts. He's still a mess by the end, though. He lapses out and doesn't come back. His body is still twitching, but it's mostly slack, covered in sweat.\n\n\tI can feel it, though. Libra said part of the potion was supposed to work on my refractory period, but I feel another one coming immediately after the first. In my position, there isn't anything I can do to get Goblin's body off my dick...\n\n\t``H-hey. Hey! Libra?! Libra, are you there?! Get him off, now!'' I don't hear anything. ``DDK?! Anyone back there?!''\n\n\tNothing. No one's coming. I can feel the second orgasm rising... I want it so bad... just one isn't enough for me... I look up at Goblin's face. He's completely out of it.\n\n\t``Goblin! Goblin?! Are you awake?! Can you move?!''\n\n\tNothing. Not a single movement. No hint that he heard anything I said. Someone has to... I have to stop my orgasm some way. What's stimulating me? Goblin's ring is still clenching, idly... okay, there's nothing I can do about that. Just... umm... I can't cast, so... damn it, it feels so good...\n\n\tI look up at Goblin's face one more time. ``YOU WON'T HURT ME''... I can't betray that trust. I can't. Not again. Not again. Not again. Not again. Not again. Not again... Not again... ...\n\n\t...\n\n\t...\n\n\t...\n\n\tI wake up to Libra standing over me. She's undoing my straps... and she looks... happy?\n\n\t``Whabba... habbalabba...''\n\n\tShe jumps. Libra: ``Oh! You scared me.'' She pats me on the head. ``It looks like you passed with flying colors, your highness. Goblin is doing just fine. He's waiting for you back in the throne room.''\n\n\t``Wh-why did I pass out...?''\n\n\tLibra: ``I don't know. Maybe I made a miscalculation with the refractory portion. You saw what I did to your dick, though?! Do you like it?! I thought it was quite genius myself! You won't be blowing up the castle, AND you get an even bigger dick! Aren't I just the best ever?!'' Her tail literally wags excitedly as she boasts.\n\n\t``Yeah, real great... listen, I think we might need to make that refractory thing stronger.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Bah. Can't you celebrate for just a second? You know, tiny confession, we stayed back on purpose after you called out to us, just to see if you could manage it.'' She continues undoing my restraints.\n\n\t``I guessed. Why?'' I rub my arms and legs where the leather straps were digging in.\n\n\tLibra: ``You're going to have to control yourself if you plan to start having sex in the throne room again. If Mittens has to leave on business again, there won't be anyone around who can stop you. You know Master isn't going to do it.''\n\n\t``Yeah, fine... I just feel like this test cut it a little too close.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Well, you'd be wrong.''\n\n\t``How would you know?''\n\n\tLibra: ``You were in the middle of an orgasm and called out, what, five separate times for help? If you were able to move, you could have solved that without passing out.''\n\n\t``I only had one source of stimulation, it's not the same thing.''\n\n\tLibra stops for a second and looks straight at me. Libra: ``You really don't remember how scary you were back then, do you?''\n\n\tI don't have a single goddamn thing to say back.\n\n\tShe goes back to undoing the ropes on my toes. Libra: ``Trust me. It's the same thing.''\n\n\tAfter she finishes, DDK levitates me out of the floor, opens a portal back to the throne room, and levitates all three of us through it. I salute DDK and he scampers off, looking pleased as punch. Before resuming my seat on the throne, I stop Libra.\n\n\t``Before you leave... I have to thank you. You really were right. About everything.''\n\n\tLibra crouches down to me and pinches me on the cheek. Her smile warms my soul. Libra: ``Don't mention it. I'm just glad to see you back.'' She turns to go back to her quarters, but pauses once she gets to the door. ``And don't forget about that chamber! Maybe you can use it for fun stuff from now on?'' Her tail is wagging as she closes the door.\n\n\tI walk over to the throne to find my crown waiting for me. I place it where it belongs... and splash my sweaty crevice back where it belongs.\n\n\tSqueak: ``YOU LOOK QUITE HAPPY THIS MORNING, MY KING. DID YOU DISCOVER SOUNDING?''\n\n\tAn oddly direct question from someone like Squeak, but I guess he's feeling a lot more confident, too, after his literal dickheadedness won over the woman of his dreams. Standing normally at his station, his viewport seems to have already been moved further up the wall, presumably by one of the magicians, who presumably have not left the castle. Seeing his hypermuscular face, so ridden with beef that he's permanently squinting because he can't fully open his eyes, resting on a hypermuscular dinosaur-neck, so strangely-prehensile and so overcome with throbbing veins that he looks like some kind of demented, penis-inspired abomination... and then a normal, svelte mouse-beastman body right below that... it's kind of weird. But then again, I'm an imp with giant feet and I'm somehow a monarch.\n\n\t``You're looking happy, too, Squeak! Nope, my cock's just like this now.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``OH, WOW.''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nMorning Report Tres\n\n\tA big pair of green feet suddenly plap onto my face from above.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Hi, my king! Those feel as good as I do?!''\n\n\tBefore I can respond, he flips his feet up and jumps down from the back of my seat, landing directly on top of me and slipping the upper half of my body straight into his spacious rectum. He wastes no time bouncing up and down, using me like an impromptu dildo. As he does, I feel my feet rise to their normal ``held up'' position, presumably from his magic.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Ah, fuckyes! I can't wait to tell Wolf! It will be just like... ah~, old times! Even better than old times. This magic makes my feet feel fantastic...'' He slams his ass down harder. ``I've been so horny since I started practicing! I just want you to fuck me all day! Fuck my ass! Fuck my mouth! Fuck my feet! Never staaaAAAH~!''\n\n\tI hear liquid splashing on the carpet as his sphincter tightens repeatedly around my waist. He slowly rises off of me, transitioning directly into a passionate kiss as he rubs his feet all over my cock.\n\n\tI take a breath of fresh air after he breaks away. ``A-are you okay, Goblin? We didn't finish that long ago. Aren't you sore?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``I don't care, I'm too happy! You didn't hurt me! I don't have to be afraid of you anymore...'' \n\n\tThe words are just as painful for him to say as they are for me to hear. He quickly recovers, trying to keep the mood positive.\n\n\tGoblin: ``W-we seek pleasure, right?! Let us seek it in celebration! We have years to catch up on!''\n\n\tI scritch him behind his big ears. ``Alright, just let me take care of business.'' I take a quick glance around, noticing May's not here to give me the morning report. ``Where's May?''\n\n\t``Oh, May took the day off to work on her arm some more. A servant gave me her scroll with her `nouncements, but...''\n\n\t``No big deal, give me the scroll. Are you sure you're okay?''\n\n\tGoblin gives me a wide smile. Goblin: ``I'm doing great as long as you're here.''\n\n\tI can't help but blush. He hugs me close to his shredded chest in affection. His feet glow softly with the spell he's using to hold my own feet aloft. He stares at the scroll as I open it in front of me, pretending to read it. I really have forgotten what it was like in the castle before that incident. Were we like this all the time back then...? Or was I really a monster that whole time, and it took the incident for me to realize it?\n\n\tI shiver. Libra and Goblin want me to celebrate with them! I don't know why I'm so deadset on ruining the moment. Let's see what's in the news. Werewolf's time off has ended. Where is-\n\n\tI side door slams open and Werewolf's hulking, canine paws stomp into the room. An uncharacteristic smile fills his features.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``I heard from Libra that you're back to mating! Congratulations, my king! I knew you had it in you.''\n\n\tSo even Wolf's getting in on this, and I'm the only downer. Am I just that lame? I try to put on my best smile, but it feels fake.\n\n\t``Thanks.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``It's been kind of dark for us since you took the throne, but I can already see the new light in your eyes. Just like our mercenary days! Right, Gob?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Yeah!''\n\n\tIt's been dark since I took the throne?!\n\n\tI hide the pain as best as I can. ``Haha... yeah...''\n\n\tWerewolf goes back to addressing Goblin, missing how he just stabbed me through the heart. Werewolf: ``You're definitely going to need to practice stretching again if you-'' What does he mean `again'?! How much don't I know?! ``-want to take that monster our little imp's hefting around these days.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``I already ordered the biggest buttplug available from the Beast Kingdom! I won't stop until my ass can't close! You're always welcome to come and help me, though~. It's been a while since I've taken that fist of yours~.'' Goblin winks at him. The double entendre is that ``fist'' could also mean his knot.\n\n\tWerewolf looks a bit embarrassed. Werewolf: ``Heh, yeah, too much whiskey-dick. Killed my mood.''\n\n\tIf he says he started drinking because of me, I swear I'm committing suicide.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``I really have to get sober. I was purging more than just my balls at those brothels. It's... something that happened before I met you guys. I'll tell you about it sometime.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``I was kind of worried about how much you were drinking, but I thought it was just the wealth. You drank a lot back in the day, too.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Yeah... I know... b-but anyway, it's great that the gang's back together.''\n\n\tThe gang is ``back together'' just because I'm able to have sex again without ending someone's life? Why does this seem way more important to everyone else than it does for me? When did I become such an unreliable narrator?\n\n\tWerewolf moves back to his station at the right of the gate. Goblin catches me staring off into space.\n\n\tGoblin: ``What's wrong?''\n\n\t``Uh, n-nothing. Let's see what else is in the news... Mittens has been spotted. He should be arriving back soon...''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Yay! I wonder what he'll do now that he doesn't have to hold your feet up?''\n\n\tI just shrug and move on. ``The treasurer's probe returned. According to him-''\n\n\tAs if on cue, one of the side doors suddenly opens up and Benjamin steps in. He looks smug.\n\n\tHis voice booms triumphantly. Benjamin: ``According to him, the people want their taxes raised! HA! Are you going to hold your word or not? I want to hear it straight from your lips.''\n\n\tI put the scroll down and cover my face with one hand. ``Okay. Raise the taxes, BUT! If I hear one complaint from my citizens...'' I look over at him. ``I'm dropping them right the fuck back down. Got it?''\n\n\tHe's too busy pumping his fist. Benjamin: ``I knew I'd get through to you eventually! First Rayo, now higher taxes, what a glorious time! Heeeehehehehe~''\n\n\tHe leaves just as quickly as he came in. I don't like happy-Benjamin. It's creepy.\n\n\tI sigh. ``Next bit of news... Tozy is on his way back from the west gate. He should be back by-''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Tozy returns, sire!''\n\n\tOkay, can everyone stop doing that? It's very unrealistic.\n\n\tWerewolf swings open the gate to let Tozy in, who looks... very unsafe. His tongue is hanging out and he's feverishly masturbating, seemingly unable to stop even as he walks forward into the room. He's hyperventilating. He barely gets halfway back to his post before falling on his tail and jamming his cock right into his mouth. Loud, feverish moaning squeaks out of him over and over again, until repeated blasts of cum can be seen stretching his urethra and bursting out the sides of his muzzle. Every few seconds during his orgasm, his hands fly up and down his cock and his orgasm seems to redouble. After several minutes, he calms down and lets his dick flop out of him... only for him to continue jackhammering it and panting. He gets up and just about makes it to his usual post before sitting back down and autofellating again. I can only assume his juiced pelvic muscles have been taxed to absolute failure if he's able to do that without shooting his head off.\n\n\tI hear stomping and look up to see Slai heading through the gate. He bows his head to the floor once inside.\n\n\tSlai: ``My liege. I come with my report on rounding up the steroids yesterday. But first, I should probably explain what happened to young master Tozy.''\n\n\tI put my scroll down. Goblin holds me and rests his head on top of mine. ``Please do. Looks like he doesn't want to stop.''\n\n\tSlai: ``Yes, the men were a little bit rough with him at first and the kid got a little too into it. We got a lot of good practice out of it and more volunteers than we thought we would... but after the first few hours of practice, young Tozy started, uhh, begging people to use him and, uhh... it got a little uncomfortable. Given his age.'' Slai tries to avoid eye contact as he talks about this. ``We used him for a few more practice drills later in the day, but at that point he was... well, frankly, he was freaking everybody out. He's basically just been sitting in the western watchtower since about 8 PM yesterday.''\n\n\t``I totally understand. It's something rakers do, from the information I've been given. He'll be back to normal in time, no need to worry. I hope he didn't bother the men too much?''\n\n\tSlai: ``Not at all, your highness. Quite the opposite, we have several recruits who want to be the first `Biological Artillerymen.' All we need is the potions.''\n\n\t``Well, those may be coming sooner than you thought. I've just approved a tax increase.''\n\n\tHis eyes widen in shock, but he tries to hide it in his voice. Slai: ``I-I see. That's good.''\n\n\tI sigh. ``You had a report on the steroid collection?''\n\n\tSlai: ``Ah, yes. It seems roughly half the citizens were ignoring your order and simply had the needles stashed away. Some did it because they didn't trust it, some did it because they simply didn't want to be that big. Of the other half, most of them had only injected once because of the rather extreme effects of the dose. There were only a few people that used more, and one person that was hording them from others, but they all gave it up peacefully. Except that last guy, who is currently spending time in the dungeon.''\n\n\t``What happened with him? I thought I said to let them keep what they have if they refused?''\n\n\tSlai stands firm. Slai: ``He was breaking the law. Most of his needles were stolen or coerced from others, even the few that were enjoying its effects. We confiscated his stash as part of his arrest.''\n\n\t``Hmm... petty theft. Alright. Not like he will be down there long. I plan to make the formula available to the public eventually anyway, though not for free. So, that sounds like a pretty large haul?''\n\n\tSlai: ``It was a very large haul. We have enough to inject every single member of our army, inside and outside the kingdom, at least once. If we only give them to physical fighters, we have much more. We have already experimented with a few among the officers and... eh-heh...'' His voice suddenly gets breathy, and his penis begins sliding along the floor out of his sheath. ``It has been very effective. With just one needle, even someone of my size has been able to double the size of his body... in just one day!''\n\n\tI thought he looked bigger than usual when he came in, but he's not twice as big. What is he-\n\n\tSlai: ``Behold, your highness.''\n\n\tHe begins flexing one foreleg... and then his other one. Then his hind legs follow. Then his pecs. His back. His neck. His cock. He falls into a lust-crazed flex frenzy as the muscles all across his body more than triple in thickness. His eyes go completely wild. His cock starts cumming, violently, within seconds of his first flex, power-spraying the soles of my feet in smelly dragon-spunk.\n\n\tHe doesn't stop. He roars as he keeps flexing more, quadrupling the size of his body. By this point, his proportions were roughly half as insane as Master's resting state. He's drooling everywhere. I start to get a little worried. Maybe we should control the flow of this stuff better?\n\n\t``Slai. Can you hear me? Slai!''\n\n\tSlai hears my voice and his eyes suddenly refocus. A brilliant orange blush splashes across his features, though he's still panting from the excitement. Slai: ``Ah! M-my apologies! Ahem, yes, sorry.''\n\n\tHis body slowly shrinks back to a size several inches thicker than the one he wore when he entered my castle.\n\n\t``Not a problem, chief. Your new size would give even King Exper a run for his money!''\n\n\tSlai averts his gaze, still embarrassed by his exhibition. He's never seen Exper, but the very thought that an outsider's muscles even approach the size of his own right now brightens his blush. Slai: ``Thank you... your highness.''\n\n\t``This man you captured, who was hording the needles. I assume he was using them? How big was he?''\n\n\tSlai: ``H-he was using them, yes. He was quite extreme in size when we found him, but apparently the needles don't have much of an effect past the second dose. He wasn't any larger than what you've seen.''\n\n\tThank goodness.\n\n\t``It sounds like you're in good hands, then. Just make sure not to neglect your training. I don't want my soldiers getting caught in some kind of muscular pleasure-cycle in the middle of combat.''\n\n\tSlai: ``I apologize. Yes, our minds must be trained as well as our bodies.''\n\n\t``Dismissed.''\n\n\tSlai bows his head low. Slai: ``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''\n\n\t``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''\n\n\tSlai is still erect as he leaves the throne room and his steps are uneven as a result. I hope these steroids don't end up hurting him instead. Maybe giving them to people who clearly have a muscle fetish is a bad idea.\n\n\tI open the scroll back up, reading from where I left off... Slai is going to present his report on the-\n\n\tI set fire to the scroll. The last thing on it was about the magicians from yesterday and what accommodations they received, but I've already decided that I don't care.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#15 Mittens's Threat\n\n\tSqueak: ``MY LIEGE. MITTENS RETU- AGH!''\n\n\tMittens flies straight through his viewport, startling him. The first thing he does is latch onto my left big toe, giving it a dry hump and an emphatic kiss. \n\n\tOut loud, Mittens speaks with breathy affection, staring directly into the soft padding of my toe. Mittens: ``I return, my sweet.''\n\n\tHe continues rubbing his cheek against it for several moments before detaching and floating up, taking a cursory look around the throne room.\n\n\tHe talks through all of our minds at once without opening his mouth. Mittens: ``Wow, I've missed a lot in just a few days.'' He flies up to me, addressing Goblin first. He doesn't react to the foot-magic at all. ``You look extra-happy!'' Then he turns to me. ``So, first things first. My report on the Unstable Titan Magic situation.''\n\n\tI respond with my regular voice. Mittens doesn't need to use a mental link for what he does (and what he does is kind of invasive), so interacting with him is always a little weird when he doesn't just use his mouth. ``Yes. It sounded like things were getting really, uh, interesting over there.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Linked. This is for your ears only.'' Mittens begins flying in circles around the throne, nuzzling Goblin when he comes close.\n\n\tI respond through the mental link. Mittens almost never uses one, even with sensitive information, but I guess he's a little paranoid that someone could be listening in this time. ``Alright.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Yes, I am paranoid. I had to kill three nobles, not two, and stage a fire that broke out into each of their living quarters to destroy their research. In the absence of the queen, the investigation of the matter was left up to her corrupt advisors, who decided to execute two more nobles for treason. For some reason, they didn't suspect any of the visiting investigators from other kingdoms, like me. I think they were just picking off people they didn't like.''\n\n\t``That's a lot of death... what went wrong?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Everything went pretty well, actually. The queen isn't surrounded by friends and orgies like you are. It's a simple power struggle over there. There's only loyalty among the citizens, not within the castle. I met with the queen on the way back, she was impressively unconcerned about murders among royalty.''\n\n\t``Oh... uh, did they have a separate lab? Did you find it?''\n\n\tMittens: ``As far as I and the rest of the sorcerers could find, no. Their research was contained only in their own quarters. If it was up to me, we would have burned the whole place down, just to be sure, but alas.''\n\n\t``How were the other investigators? Did any of them help you?''\n\n\tMittens: ``One was a familiar grandmaster, who I suspect knows what I did. I couldn't request any help from him, but he didn't interfere. As long as you don't think too loudly about this incident, we should be okay. I'm going to reinforce your mental defenses myself for a while, okay?''\n\n\t``Okay. I know I forget sometimes, and we can't afford that.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Yeah. There's still several others within her castle who supported the UTM research, and they're likely to have sent spies here. She said she would work on replacing them, when the opportunity arises. That's enough for the report, though, so let me cut this stupid-''\n\n\tI feel a painful snap in my brain. More powerful links establish a deeper connection between two minds. This link is much harder to intercept... but disconnecting it is incredibly uncomfortable. ``Warn me next time, can you?''\n\n\tMittens rubs his own head with his paws. Mittens: ``It wouldn't have helped.''\n\n\tLike Libra, Mittens doesn't like mental links. They're the most convenient way to exchange private information, and they work even if the other person can't cast magic, but they don't feel good. They're not actually as invasive as they seem, since only your most forefront thoughts are readable. They just mess with your mind. If two linked individuals move too far away from each other, their thoughts begin to scatter. Eventually, complex thought becomes impossible until the link is severed. This doesn't happen as long as they stay close, but a mild ``static'' can still be felt somewhere in the subconscious.\n\n\tMittens stops in front of me and talks out loud. Mittens: ``Anyway, the queen also told me about your little tryst~. She consulted with me on ways to meet with you in secret, and I think you will be quite pleased with what we came up with~!''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Ooo, she's coming back?! That's great news!''\n\n\t``I guess I have no say in this. She seemed pretty determined.''\n\n\tMittens: ``VERY determined. I was worried about her returning to her kingdom before I talked with her face-to-face, but she's going to be just fine. What's going to happen is that she's going to stage being `kidnapped' by you on a regular basis.''\n\n\t``...wait, are you serious? How the fuck does that work, she's the queen. They're not going to let me just take-, and what do you mean I'm going to kidnap her???''\n\n\tMittens: ``Well, she said it would complete her fantasy best if you did it personally. This would just be a show for her citizens, her servants would all be in on it. You used to be a mercenary, right?''\n\n\t``Yeah, I used to be a mercenary! I'm out of shape, I can't be running around slinging princesses over my shoulder and doing evil laughs! This is ridiculous!''\n\n\tWerewolf's ears perk up. I can't imagine why. He turns halfway around to look at me. Werewolf: ``Oy, can you still do that evil cackle you used to do?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Oh yeah, I remember that! It sounded so realistic!''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``You did it on a mission once and some guy actually thought you were a true demon. It was quite interesting.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Ooo, can I hear it?!''\n\n\t``Hey, everybody back off, okay?'' I cross my arms... though the effect might have been lost, given their thinner-than-a-twig size. ``I'm the king of a nation, I can't go traveling alone to rival countries and causing trouble. It's completely illogical.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``What if we come with you?! Oh my god, it will really be just like old times!!!'' Goblin starts vibrating and giggling like a school girl.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Hey, that's a great idea! The rest of the royal knights can hold down the fort while we're gone. It's not that long a distance to Yoshi Nation.''\n\n\t``Damn it, guys! Mittens-''\n\n\tMittens: ``That is PERFECT! Everyone here gets some fresh air, the queen gets her brain fucked completely out of her skull, everybody wins! We might even gain allies!''\n\n\t``Guys-''\n\n\tMittens flies up close to my face and plants his paws on my cheeks, playfully squishing them inwards. Mittens: ``C'moooon... say you'll do it. Queen Yoshi's waiting for yoooou~. Wasn't she super hot~?'' Squish squish. Squish squish. ``Gimme that evil laugh.''\n\n\tIt's hopeless. ``Ugh, fine. Let go of my face.''\n\n\tMittens flies back a couple of feet and everyone in the throne room looks at me in anticipation. I clear my throat. I feel silly, but a nervous smile spreads wide across my face. Okay... how did I do this...?\n\n\tMy eyes glow with a bright, howling blast mist. I spread my hands out to my sides and open my palms forward. Demonic black smoke begins to billow from my mouth.\n\n\tMy voice comes out far deeper than usual. ``HahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAA-HAAHAAHAAAAA!!!'' I make sure my lips are peeled back as I laugh, so my teeth are bared.\n\n\tI'm able to hold the cackle for only a few seconds before I break out into a real laugh, my voice reverting and all the demonic effects dissipating. I cough a little as I laugh to get the smoke out of lungs. In front of me, Goblin and Werewolf are clapping, Pea and Sissy are staring at me wide-eyed, Squeak and several of my random servants are cowering, and Mittens is-\n\n\tMittens: ``THAT WAS FANTASTIC!! Make sure you do exactly that when you capture Queen Yoshi! She's going to cum for days!''\n\n\tWhat is this guy, the stage director?\n\n\t``Okay, okay, okay. So, when am I supposed to be doing this?''\n\n\tMittens: ``She said she'll send a servant as a signal whenever she wants you to come over.''\n\n\tWhenever she wants me to ``come over.'' It sounds like I'm just going across the street to her house. This is unreal.\n\n\t``Well, I'm glad we got that squared away. Everyone back to your posts, alright?''\n\n\tMost everyone is already at their posts, so they merely turn by about 90 degrees. Goblin climbs off of me and gets back below my feet, making sure to shake his gaping donut in my face as he disappears. It's particularly unnecessary for him to be down there now, but he and Mittens were never down there for practical reasons. Speaking of which...\n\n\t``Now that I think about it, I guess Mittens doesn't need to be down there anymore.'' I turn to the cat. ``A new half-demon member of the castle brought us this tome. Goblin, do you have it?''\n\n\tGoblin holds up the tome between my heels. I don't know where he had it. I assume it was just sitting on the floor in front of the throne. Hopefully my sweat wasn't ruining it.\n\n\tMittens flies over to one of my feet and starts taking deep sniffs between my toes as he talks, totally ignoring the tome. Mittens: ``A half-demon? Is it Mr. Shark?''\n\n\t``Ye-... am I the only person who doesn't know who he is?!''\n\n\tMittens: ``You don't read international... news as much as the rest of us, so... I guess you wouldn't know. Him and Benjamin... ah yeah that's good~... were a famous duo... a couple of decades back. But they had a falling out... and Shark disappeared... no one could find either of them... for years.''\n\n\t``I guess that's why they were so happy to see each other again.''\n\n\tMittens speaks into my mind. Mittens: ``Ben blamed himself for what happened to Shark. As a human, he was amazing with money. Some thought he was just a swindler, but that guy could turn anybody into a successful shopkeep. He eventually became the leader of the Merchant's Union over in the Kingdom of Stars, working under Ben. At some point, Shark wanted to defect, but Ben wouldn't follow him. Unfortunately, he hung around to try to sway him, news of his planned exit got out, and Shark was never seen again. Ben ran away from the kingdom soon after.''\n\n\tI think instead of talking. ``How do you know so much about this? That seems like more than you could find in a tabloid.''\n\n\tMittens: ``It is. I found Mr. Shark and helped him escape. It was a little before I started working for you. Why did you think I guessed it was him? Small world. Shark probably found out Ben was here.''\n\n\t``Rayo told me he was here because he heard the king was a half-demon.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Oh! That makes more sense.''\n\n\tI resume talking out loud. ``Anyway, do you know anything about that tome he brought? It's about foot-casting, which seems like something you would be interested in.''\n\n\tMittens also resumes talking out loud. Mittens: ``Of course it is. I wrote the book.''\n\n\tObviously.\n\n\t``If you knew about foot-casting this whole time, why didn't you tell me about it?!'' My voice comes out louder than I intended. ``Or Goblin?! You knew he was magically inclined before the rest of us, right?''\n\n\tMittens detaches from my feet and floats a little bit closer to me, a coy smile on his voice. Mittens: ``Oh, I might have known a few things~... fufufufufu~...''\n\n\tGoblin: ``You knew?!''\n\n\tMittens flies a few circles around the throne. Mittens: ``Higher sorcerers can sense power without needing a machine to do it for them.'' He flies up to my face. ``I'm sure you can figure this one out, though. Why wouldn't I tell you about foot-casting?''\n\n\t``Well... I've only tried it with some low-level spells but... I assume it's because it would let me hold up my own feet easier?''\n\n\tMittens slowly floats behind the throne, but doesn't reappear. Mittens: ``That's a great guess! I love my job! But that's only part of the answer... the other part's only for your ears. Get ready!''\n\n\tA powerful mental link is established. Why is this necessary for something as banal as casting a spell in a slightly new way?\n\n\tMittens: ``This one's personal. It's your lack of impulse control. I see you haven't practiced them much yet, and I would advise that you don't.''\n\n\t``Because of... my...'' I can't finish the sentence.\n\n\tMittens: ``I've already read everyone's minds, I know you've made great strides. Goblin is back on your lap. Apparently you're ready to have sex in the throne room again. But heed my words.'' A uncharacteristic level of concern fills his voice. Even more concerned than he sounded when he told me about the UTM situation. ``Foot-casting is a completely different beast. Your feet aren't normal. Their size, their physical properties, their magic conduction... nothing could stop you. Nothing. The grandmasters, the alchemists, none of us would be able to stop you.''\n\n\tI thought it was just a fun little distraction...\n\n\t``I... understand.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Do you? Everyone may trust you with normal sex now, but they cannot trust you if you begin to use foot-casting. They cannot. The magical power you would wield would equal, if not exceed that of the behemoths. Do you understand now?''\n\n\tExceeding the power of behemoths... if I didn't hear it from Mittens, I wouldn't believe it. I know where he's going, though. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. The pleasure I felt from just the basic levitation spells was already difficult to control. If I tried using actual battle magic...\n\n\tMittens: ``Endless annihilation. The world's mission would become `find a way to defeat you, or cease to exist.' If you go anywhere near that tome again, I will kill you immediately without hesitation.''\n\n\t``...'' A cold fear takes hold. I'm suddenly hyperaware of Mittens's position behind me. \n\n\tMittens: ``If I knew it was here when I contacted you, I would have come back sooner. This matter is far more important than any Titan Magic. I'd vaporize the book right now if Goblin hadn't taken a liking to it. Now, I'm breaking the li-''\n\n\t``Wait! I-I have to know. How are you so experienced in matters of assassination?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Odd question after my threat. The path to mastering sorcery isn't in books and academia. It's not like alchemy. The only way to make sure a spell really works is to test it on someone. Every grandmaster has done... volumes... things they aren't proud of. It's for that reason that some of us refuse to die. We must atone. I'm breaking the link.''\n\n\tA sharp pain snaps in my head. Mittens suddenly flies out from behind the throne and plants himself on top of my skull. He brings his face down in front of me to stare into my eyes upside-down... then wreathes his tail around my neck. He's smiling wide... I'm not.\n\n\tI think these words. ``I won't.''\n\n\tHe talks out loud. Mittens: ``Good. Love ya~.''\n\n\tMittens flies off of me and then under my feet. I see his tail swirling around, and Goblin begins giggling.\n\n\tMittens: ``Hehe~... if you want to get really good at this, just ask me okay?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Yes, sir! I had my first footgasm this morning! It was wonderful!''\n\n\tMittens: ``That's great! Don't they feel so good?!''\n\n\tGoblin: ``SO GOOD!''\n\n\tMittens suddenly flies back up to my line-of-sight. Mittens: ``Goblin's got that taken care of, it looks like. Sweet, I've always wanted to do this~!''\n\n\t``Do wha-HEY!''\n\n\tMittens flies right into the seat of the throne, face-first, burrowing under my balls and resting neatly in the massive, sweaty pit between my scrotum and both cheeks of my ass. I can feel him laying face-down at first, presumably snorting up all that ass-sweat as his tail reaches up to probe my asshole, which is abruptly pulled away as he flips over to lay face-up, lapping up ass and ball-sweat directly from both hyper-sized sources at the same time with his tiny kitty tongue. His fur feels oddly nice against my perineum. His tail continually coils and twitches around the underside of my ballsack, occasionally whipping back to where his mouth is.\n\n\tMittens speaks into my mind. Mittens: ``Every inch of you is just so much sex! MMPH! I'm promoting myself to Ass Warmer, hope you don't mind! I can still do everything from here, don't worry!''\n\n\tI speak out loud. ``Y-you're really staying down there? How are you breathing?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Breathing is for people who aren't grandmasters!''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#16 Get Freaky\n\n\tWe all sit quietly for a while, back at our normal posts. Tozy and Master are bathing my feet in cum, Goblin is worshipping my feet and licking up said cum, Pea and Sissy are arcing various fluids across the royal carpet, Squeak is staring diligently out the window, Werewolf is... walking towards me?\n\n\tNo, wait, he's walking towards Pea. He looks like he's asking her something... then she whispers something back to him, and after a moment, they start nodding to each other. Then they turn to me.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``My king. Am I to understand some kind of magical new steroid has been crafted within these walls?''\n\n\t``Yes...''\n\n\tSeveral moments pass by in silence as I completely miss where he's going. Then it hits me.\n\n\t``OH! OH, I'M SO SORRY! Hold on a second!'' I open up a small portal to Libra's laboratory. I... honestly can't describe exactly what she's doing. I can't comprehend it. ``Uh... Libra? Werewolf and Pea are inquiring about the steroid your team produced.''\n\n\tShe isn't surprised to see me staring at her through the portal, but her eyes go wide when I bring up Pea. Libra: ``OH, SHIT! SORRY, I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN!''\n\n\tI close the portal. ``Apologies, apologies! It was so momentous, the matter of national defense came to us foremost, you see...''\n\n\tI'm hoping they buy it. They look at me with tired patience. Werewolf and Pea are both absolute muscle-freaks, so the idea that we all literally forgot about them when making a fancy new steroid has to be quite insulting. Especially from the same guy who makes a big deal out of getting every single new sex enhancer that comes out of our labs.\n\n\tI hear hurried footsteps coming from one of the side doors.\n\n\tLibra bursts through the door, out of breath and holding two needles up in the air. Libra: ``I'M HERE! HERE THEY ARE! EVERYBODY CALM DOWN!'' She runs over to the aforementioned muscle-freaks and hands them each one syringe. They snatch them out of her hands. ``You'll have to excuse the small portions! Any more than this and the effect is diminished too much to be worth it. My apologies! Please, excuse me! Enjoy yourselves!'' She gives everyone except me a very deep bow, then vacates the room.\n\n\tWerewolf looks up at me before he does anything. Werewolf: ``With your permission, sire.''\n\n\t``Granted, Wolf.''\n\n\tWerewolf looks to be relatively sober and in control as he brings the needle to his arm. Pea is the opposite of that. Wolf calmly depresses the plunger, then tosses the empty needle to one of the random servants. Pea jams the needle into her arm so fast that the plunger depresses on it's own, then she crushes the needle and tosses the remains onto the floor. Good thing it's not made of glass.\n\n\tThe two look at each other with smoldering eyes as the chemical takes effect. Sissy retreats to the wall. They embrace with heated passion, flexing their muscles directly into each other with wild abandon, feeling their muscles expand but never retract. The bigger they get, the more energetic they become, until Wolf forces Pea down on her back and shoves his cock and knot into her all at once, all the way down to his quivering balls. She humps back against him even harder and faster than he thrusts into her, the insane growth of her muscles driving her to completely new heights.\n\n\t*lots of straight sex ensues*\n\n\tBy the time they finish, the two of them fully flexed are almost as big as Master's resting state. That is, their proportions are so completely unreasonable that they can't move. Even worn out from the orgasms, they can't stop flexing their bodies, completely lost in the pleasure of muscles that pulsate on their own. Not just the veins that cover them, but the muscles themselves, literally pulsing with the beat of their extremely powerful cardiac muscles.\n\n\tTheir show of growth sex lasted several hours, enough time for everyone to see it, and for no one to do anything about it. What can I say? It was beautiful.\n\n\t``Mittens? Is this going to be a problem?''\n\n\tMittens talks into my mind. He hasn't moved from his position in my asscrack since he flew there. Mittens: ``Potentially. It's not actually Titan Magic, but it could be misconstrued as Titan Magic. We might want to hide their true size.''\n\n\t``They weren't as big as Slai before taking the steroid, now they're way bigger than him. I wonder why it was so much more effective on them?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Maybe Libra spiked it? Or it could just be the fact that they started having sex right after injection. I would bet no one else has done that.''\n\n\t``You have a way of hiding how big they really are?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Yeah. Not sure if it's really necessary, though. Are they frothing at the mouth?''\n\n\t``No-... wait, yes. Yes, they're frothing at the mouth.''\n\n\tMittens: ``I'm not a big fan of this spell. Umm... maybe we should move them to the dungeon first. See if they calm down.''\n\n\t``What's wrong? I've never heard you doubt one of your spells before.''\n\n\tMittens: ``The spell simultaneously bends light and compresses the body. It's uncomfortable for the person I cast it on and it's uncomfortable for everyone else to look at. It's better than being accused of UTM research... but we should probably find other avenues.''\n\n\tI try to get Wolf's attention. ``Werewolf? Werewolf, can you hear me?! Pea?!'' I clap my hands. I tell Squeak to talk. I summon a magic stick and poke them.\n\n\tThey're completely out of it. Their eyes have gone white and their muscles seem to be flexing on their own. Their limbs aren't really moving, but their muscles keep twitching and bunching as if shocked by electricity.\n\n\tI call over a random servant and tell him to call all of the magicians down.\n\n\t...\n\n\t``I need you guys to carry these two down to the dungeon. Make sure they're in separate cells.''\n\n\tThe mages all salute me. This isn't the army, guys... Mage#3: ``Yes, sir! ...is there enough space...?''\n\n\t``Make room if you need to. Don't worry if it's cramped.''\n\n\tThey all salute again and work together to levitate the two meat-masses. More work is needed to partially tear down the walls on the way down to the dungeon and reconstruct them. Thank goodness for magic.\n\n\t``I hope those two are okay... this steroid business is starting to make me uneasy.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Is that why you have an erection?''\n\n\t``Shut it...''\n\n\tSissy walks up to me, looking sad. He pokes his head over the side of the throne.\n\n\tI pet him. ``Pea will be back, okay? Just relax. How about messing around with Tozy while she's gone, huh, boy?''\n\n\tSissy's mood seems to recover. He trots over to where Tozy is.\n\n\tTozy: ``Did someone say my name? Oh, hi Si-!''\n\n\tSissy drives his massive cock into Tozy's mouth without letting him finish, driving himself all the way through the child's little, tiny body until the knot forcibly unhinges his jaw.\n\n\tOne of these days I have to figure out what exactly rakers are made of. Non-demons aren't supposed to be able to withstand that kind of stuff. Not without tons of drugs and training. It's like Tozy was born made of rubber. His body right now has been stretched so thin as to perfectly resemble the cock that's stretching it. Tozy's own cock just hangs off of it... and it's cumming. I don't know how he does it.\n\n\tI shrug and roll my eyes. ``Bottoms.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``THE ROAD IS CLEAR, SIRE. I WAS HOPING I MAY ASK A QUESTION.''\n\n\t``Sure. Linking.''\n\n\tSqueak turns back towards the road and speaks through the mental link. The voice in his head is the old, higher-pitched, squeaky one. Squeak: ``I think I joined you after Pea and Sissy did, but they almost never talk. Do you know them?''\n\n\tI relax back into the seat. ``Not really. They were hired by Mute. They were promoted to royal knights purely on the grounds of their strength in combat.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``Pretty obvious in Pea's case, but Sissy's a fighter, too? Is he a sorcerer?''\n\n\t``No, he's... hard to explain. He's a completely different kind of fighter, from the far north. Instead of using muscles to fight, like we do down here, he uses his libido to fight.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``How do you fight with libido???''\n\n\t``It's a way of directing sexual energy, except it's not just yours, but also your opponent's. He's fast and adept enough to evade deadly blows, then he wears down his enemies by... umm... stimulating them.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``I don't understand. He's having sex with the enemy?''\n\n\t``Kind of. Sissy is a masochist and a sadomasochist. It's sex, but it's just a ploy for him to kill you more easily. Either you lose your footing and get your throat slit... or he starts ramming you and doesn't stop... until...''\n\n\tI see Squeak shiver. Squeak: ``I really am the odd one out, then...''\n\n\t``What? You mean about your ability to fight?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``Werewolf, Pea, and now, I find out, Sissy are all trained warriors. Master is a behemoth. Tozy has a laser cock. Mittens is a powerful sorcerer. Even Goblin's passed the Levy Test, and now he's becoming a sorcerer himself. Why am I a royal knight?''\n\n\t``You remember what I told you when I knighted you?''\n\n\tSqueak: ``You said you needed a lookout. But... Mittens does a way better job of that.''\n\n\t``I know. I was lying. I just like you.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``W-what???''\n\n\t``You were recruited by Mute because you were a fellow mouse-beast. I was going to assign you to be her assistant, but you didn't really have any skills besides being cute.''\n\n\tI can see Squeak's blush from here, even though he's facing away from me.\n\n\t``If you want the truth, yes, you're not qualified to be anything higher than a random servant. But you reminded me of someone.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``Wh-who...?''\n\n\t``Myself, before I became a half-demon.''\n\n\tSqueak: ``What, I, what, wait, weren't you, I don't-''\n\n\t``Save your breath, I won't be telling that story. You're just hot, let's keep it at that, okay? And hey, you're basically combat-ready now, so you fit right in.''\n\n\tSqueak literally looks down at his empty hands, which makes me chuckle. Squeak: ``But I don't have a weapon...?''\n\n\t``Your voice is loud enough to cause serious damage now. If you were to actually scream, I'm sure you could defeat most soldiers. Maybe we should take you out to the range and take a hammer to your balls? Just to test?''\n\n\tHe blushes such a bright, neon red that I forget what his real fur color is. Squeak: ``N-n-no, I mean, we-... we don't have to-''\n\n\t``I'm just kidding! Back to your post.''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#17 Exper's Inquiry\n\n\tSqueak: ``MY LORD! KING EXPER APPROACHES!'' \n\n\t``The king?! In the flesh, here?! Are you sure?! Why wasn't I notified of this?!''\n\n\tPanicked, and without Werewolf to help him open the gate, Squeak clamps himself onto the door with his mouth and uses his boundless neck muscles to swing it open instead. I make a mental note about how comfortable Squeak is getting with his mutations.\n\n\tThe door opens to reveal the bare, bulging, deeply-striated fur of King Exper, ruler of the Beast Kingdom. He's a dog-beastman, but one who stands on four legs like Sissy. It's said to be a rare mutation among beastmen, usually associated with crossbreeding with other four-legged races such as dragons, though it's capable of occurring naturally. The beasts don't discriminate between two-legged people and four-legged people as the rest of the world tends to do, leading to one eventually becoming their leader.\n\n\tSomething you should understand before I continue: the Beast Kingdom cares only for power. Physical power. The only real difference between them and the greenskins is that they're better-organized. They will do anything if it means increasing the strength of their bodies, and to become king, you must show your people that you will do anything to increase the strength of your own body. It's even less pretty than it sounds. We gained their trust and support early the same way we gained the support of the greenskins: we became the subjects of a collosseum spectacle. We showed them our power. More specifically, we showed them the combination of mine and Wolf's power, and we had a behemoth behind us. Since then, it was agreed, if we want them to make us stronger, we must also make them stronger. It is a matter of international treaty that anything that emboldens one of us, must embolden all of us. Therefore, Exper's arrival here can only mean one thing: news of our steroid has spread.\n\n\tAs the pinnacle of his people, Exper is a truly disgusting monster. His fur is unkempt and caked with various substances. Dirt, saliva, cum, sweat, urine, smegma, feces, nearly all of it coming from his filthy servants. They are slaves, commanded to worship the king's body at all hours of the day. No rest. If they must relieve themselves, they will relieve themselves upon their leader. If they must eat, they will eat off of their leader. Even now, he has no less than twenty malnourished, sleep-deprived beastmen joylessly and endlessly licking and gnawing upon the flesh of their alpha.\n\n\t(If this reminds you of what Goblin does, need I remind you that Goblin does it joyfully.)\n\n\tExper stands tall, the sheer size of his muscles towering above them. Each of his legs is packed so ungodly, unnaturally thick that he needs four separate servants on each one. The highly-visible muscle groups of his torso bulge obscenely, his back rising so high that his head will never see over them, his chest falling so low that it crushes and drags another poor slave beneath it, his shoulders and haunches spreading so wide that they wobble with gravity, seeming like fat until a single tense hardens them into boulders. It is a body so huge as to look completely dysfunctional... but face Exper in battle, and you will be gone just as quickly as if you challenged a true behemoth.\n\n\tI rise quickly off of my throne, burying Goblin in my soles in the process, and bow to him. \n\n\tExper never talks to anyone. He sends his servants to do it for him. One of the slaves licking his masseter muscles drops off of his head and walks towards me, looking completely exhausted.\n\n\tHe bows back to me. Exper does not. ExSlave: ``Your highness. My king arrives through a portal. He apologizes for the sudden intrusion. He heard tale of a new steroid produced.''\n\n\tI address Exper and not the slave. Not out of disrespect to the slave, but I am beholden to respect the laws of our allies. Addressing his slave would come across as an insult. ``Yes, we have. We haven't been keeping this from you, it's just that the chemical is in its early stages. We are still witnessing its effects.''\n\n\tThe slave continues to talk to me without going back to consult with Exper. I don't know how it works (Exper can't cast, and the slave doesn't seem to be able to, either), and I'd rather not ask. ExSlave: ``You have begun reinforcing your military. Surely that suggests confidence in the mixture.''\n\n\t``It does, but we have seen drawbacks among some of our higher officers. I am wary to distribute the current formula to those who have clear... affinities for muscular enhancement.''\n\n\tExSlave: ``You are hiding something from us. This is unlike you. What are you afraid of.''\n\n\t``The, uhh, formula is...'' This is something I would usually use a mental link for, but the Beast King forbids any form of it. ``Listen, here is the truth. The steroid is very effective, but it has been causing a pleasure-cycle among some of my servants. I have begun reinforcing my military with it, but only while withholding the full extent of its effectiveness.''\n\n\tExper's erection throbs beyond maximum stiffness.\n\n\tExSlave: ``The full extent. What is the full extent.''\n\n\t``I cannot say aloud. You know, Exper, that our bond is strong, but I'm trying to keep this quiet among my own citizens as well. I will give you the steroid, if that's what you want, but I beg you, do not yet distribute this to your army. It will cripple your nation, not strengthen it.''\n\n\tExSlave: ``My king gives you permission to establish a mental link. He must know.''\n\n\tMy eyes flash black. A pain rings in my head as I establish a more powerful link. Exper doesn't react, but I can see danger in his eyes. I talk through the link. ``I will make this quick. Two of my retainers, Werewolf being one of them, are locked away right now. They have both become even larger than you in the span of just a few hours.'' \n\n\tHis eyes go wide.\n\n\t``They are completely paralyzed and we don't know if they will recover. The mixture seems to be enhanced to spike levels if one flexes too much after injection, and it seems to be particularly effective among subrosians and beastmen. I am keeping this a secret since the sudden growth may attract an investigation into Titan Magic.''\n\n\tAs I cut the link, Exper suddenly tenses up and cums, blasting his servant, myself, and the mostly-empty throne with copious layers of fresh dog seed. Mittens is quick to magically wipe away the cum on my face (and out of my ears). The servant, along with all of Exper's other slaves, runs forward to savagely gobble up as much of the cum in front of me as he can, licking it off of Exper's belly, the other slaves' bodies, even getting down on all fours and sucking it off the floor.\n\n\tAfter a few minutes of this, Exper barks, and the slave who was originally talking to me stands up and turns around. Exper nods to him, then the slave turns back to me.\n\n\tEven wild-eyed, panting, and covered in cum, his voice stays even and monotone. ExSlave: ``My king approves of your judgement on this matter. However, he expects one injection of the steroid for personal testing. Do you have one ready?''\n\n\tI open another portal to Libra's laboratory. Seriously, what the fuck is she doing? ``Libra?''\n\n\tOnce again, she doesn't react to my peeping on her. Libra: ``Yes, your highness?''\n\n\t``King Exper is here. He's literally here. Do we have any needles left?''\n\n\tShe looks uneasy. Libra: ``He's here, NOW?! Uh, y-yeah, we have one left. The one I was using to copy from. If we hand it over, it will delay synthesis for a few extra days.''\n\n\t``Not a problem. You probably didn't hear about what just happened in the throne room. We can't use that mixture anymore.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Oh, god damn it. Are you saying we have to tone it down?''\n\n\t``Tone something down! There's pleasure-cycles all over the place and our allies are restless!''\n\n\tLibra: ``Okay, okay, we'll get to work reformulating the mixture!'' She snatches a needle off of her table and throws it through the portal, nearly hitting me in the eye. ``He knows what will happen when he takes that, right?''\n\n\t``I just explained it to him. Thank you, Libra.''\n\n\tI close the portal and beckon his slave forward, handing it to him. The slave takes it and steps over the cum orgy to climb onto his master's back and place the needle securely within his fur. It looks like he didn't inject it, thank god. Afterwards, he climbs down and bows before his leader... before falling to his knees, clutching his swollen balls.\n\n\tHis voice is quivering now. His self control seems to be shaken. ExSlave: ``M-master, I... m-must feel relief. W-w-won't you reward your humble voice? Please...''\n\n\tExper seems to take pity on him. He raises his meaty paw and places it softly over the man's body, who begins eagerly sniffing the pads. Then, without warning, Exper slams his paw down, flattening the slave's balls. The slave shrieks, firing off a blast of cum that bores a hole into the wall behind me. The rest of his volleys fly just far enough to further paint the tops of my feet with liberal amounts of beast semen. The slave passes out, and Exper reaches down with his head to take his body into his mouth. He toys with the man's butt and abused scrotum with his thick, rippled tongue a bit before whipping his head back, tossing the man onto the back of the neck.\n\n\tExper signals his departure with a simple nod to me. He looks satisfied. As soon as he begins turning around, his slaves scramble up from licking each other and go back to worshipping his legs, clinging onto him as he walks out of the castle.\n\n\tI don't sit back on the throne. I'm lost in thought. This could be more serious than I imagined. I should check on Werewolf.\n\n\tMittens: ``Where are you going?''\n\n\t``I'm going to visit the dungeons. Want to come along?''\n\n\tMittens flies deeper into my ass crack, nestling himself against the entrance of my rectum. I guess that's his answer.\n\n\tAs I move, I suddenly remember that Goblin has been trapped under my foot this whole time. When I raise my foot, a sudden gout of cum suddenly bursts onto my arch all at once. Looking at him, he's not even close to conscious. I cast a healing spell on his penis. It looks a little bruised.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#18 Werewolf's Regret\n\n\tWalking through the dungeons usually makes me very horny, but Werewolf being down here gives me a bad feeling. In these caves, all you can hear are the sounds of whips, brands, and cat-o\n\n-nines playing to a chorus of over-pleasured screaming, most of them coming from the dominatrix, some of them coming from the feeler cells, some of them coming from the normal prison cells. Nobody is safe down here. You will learn how the Kingdom of Lust operates.\n\n\tNow, I'm not myself a masochist, per se, but I do enjoy watching people orgasm from unusual sources of stimulation. Everyone who comes down here eventually finds themselves loving the pain, letting themselves be broken by the terrible sensations. Of course, we still need a few regular guards on patrol, which no one likes doing since they eventually wind up with weird, unfulfilled urges. I love this place.\n\n\tAfter a few turns, I find the cells Werewolf and Pea were placed in. Pea is still babbling and foaming, out of her mind, muscles still twitching against the walls. I'm pretty sure she's even bigger than she was in the throne room. I walk over to Werewolf's cell expecting to see the same thing, but it's oddly quiet. His muscles are still twitching, but he looks lucid. His eyes are unfocused.\n\n\t``Wolf? Hey, are you okay?''\n\n\tHis eyes travel down to meet me. They're shaking. Werewolf: ``Oh... hi, ________. What brings you down here?''\n\n\tI grab the bars. ``Yes! You can talk! We were worried we lost you. Maybe that steroid is too strong.''\n\n\tHe bellows out a drunken laugh. Werewolf: ``Too strong, huh? Never thought we'd get to that point. *hiccup* You'll have to excuse me, I had one of the mages slip me a drink. It goes great with `roids, you know?''\n\n\t``I guess so. I thought you said you were trying to get sober?''\n\n\tHe suddenly turns grim. Werewolf: ``I can't get sober. Not while I look like this. The cause of all of my problems. I just want to get bigger and drink more!'' He says it with flare, but his face is sarcastic.\n\n\tI hop on my ass, sitting down on the floor in front of the cell. I hear Mittens squeal. ``What are you talking about? I thought that was always your thing.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``We met at a brothel. I never told you who I was. Why I was in a greenskin camp to begin with. I wasn't a mercenary, like I told you. I was just lost and out of control. I had a little bit of money left, so I was blowing it there.''\n\n\t``But... how? You were such a powerful warrior, couldn't you have just enlisted?''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``I was enlisted. I was dishonorably discharged. Friendly fire.''\n\n\tI stay silent. Werewolf did have a way of flying off the rail, especially in a battle. It had occurred to me on multiple occasions what might have happened if I wasn't there to hold him back, but I never knew...\n\n\tWerewolf raises one of his arms and looks at it. He doesn't flex. Werewolf: ``I was always into bodybuilding. I went hard on the steroids. Back when they still had real side effects. I wouldn't stop for anyone. No point. The world's armies love guys like me. There's no such thing as `too big', everyone knows that... What I didn't know was that there was such a thing as `too much'.''\n\n\tI wince. I think I know where this is going, but I've already got him talking.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Heh heh, I see that look on your face. You know what happened, don't you? Everyone saw it coming. Everyone but me.''\n\n\tHe doesn't have to say it, but I can't find the words to tell him to stop.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Battle of Proil Lake. One of those Metal fuckheads shot me right below my left eye. I ran forward with a battlehammer, swung it around as wide as I could to take all their fucking heads off. Seventeen people, killed with that one swing. Fourteen of them were in my platoon.''\n\n\t``I-''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``It gets worse. I didn't even fucking see that happen. I just knew I took out the enemy. I went barreling into their ranks, kicking up bodies as far as the eye could see. I didn't know what direction I was running in, I just hit whatever I saw. I got lost in the blood, ended up traveling in a circle. I was exactly seventeen guys in before I saw their uniforms. Someone shot me in the back with an arrow, I whipped around, it was one of my gym buddies. He was scared. I committed two crimes that day. Thirty-one soldiers. Dead. And I deserted.''\n\n\t``God...''\n\n\tHe drops his arm back to his side. His eyes stay dry, but twisted with horrible anger. Werewolf: ``Want to know what's really fucked up? They said I was discharged for friendly fire, but the commander only called me in to scold me for running away. I was kicked out after telling them I wouldn't go back. They can shove it up their ass!'' He slams the back wall with his fist, caving the rock several feet into the bedrock that lay beyond. ``I couldn't face the other guys after that. I was on their fucking side and they're fucking dead because of me!''\n\n\t``...that's why you drink?''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``People around me die, ________. It's always been that way. If you weren't there at the brothel, Goblin would be dead, too. The only reason I haven't killed myself yet is because I'm a bitch.''\n\n\t``H-hey, calm down. You're alright now.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Don't you see how bullshit all this is? I get to enjoy... all this luxury. Clean money. Good mead. Free steroids. I get respect now. I don't deserve anyone's fucking respect, man, I'm a goddamn murderer!''\n\n\t``I... we can help you, Wolf! You're not a bad person. It was a mistake-''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``People who makes mistakes like mine don't deserve to live! I won't have my mind fucked up with magic `treatment' pills, make me believe I'm someone else. Either let me die or-''\n\n\t``We won't do that. Just talk to us. Drowning in mead won't-... No one is beyond help, okay? Okay? Come on. You didn't forget about me, I won't forget about you.''\n\n\tWerewolf rests his head back, glazed eyes staring at the ceiling. Werewolf: ``You've never done anything as bad as me.''\n\n\t``You saw that what you did was wrong and stopped fighting. What have I done? You saw me back then. You see me right now. What have I done?''\n\n\tHe looks at me. Werewolf: ``...You've-... I don't understand.''\n\n\t``I haven't done anything. I was so addicted to my body that I never shrunk a single thing. Even after their size began hurting those close to me. I didn't just put Goblin in danger, I put an entire kingdom in danger. Thousands could have been killed, just because I can't let go.''\n\n\tWerewolf bares his teeth, just barely keeping himself from lunging at me. Werewolf: ``But they didn't! That's the difference! They're still alive! None of my friends are ever coming back!''\n\n\tI don't know what to say. He growls at me through the bars for a few moments before slumping back.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Why can't you just go away?''\n\n\t``...you're my friend, Wolf. I don't want to lose you.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``We shouldn't even be-...'' His demeanor suddenly changes. He covers his eyes. ``Sorry... sorry. Just give me some time to work this drink off.''\n\n\tI stand up and grab the bars. ``Goblin's with you, too, man. We just want you to come back to us.''\n\n\tWerewolf bares his teeth again. He had a strong reaction to that last sentence. I back away from the cell. Werewolf: ``Give me time.''\n\n\tI walk away, concerned and unsatisfied. He probably wasn't planning on telling that story while drunk...\n\n\t...\n\n\tMittens: ``Kind of convenient that you would find out who your friends are after all these years, all within a few days, huh?''\n\n\tI... guess. What is he getting at?\n\n\tMittens: ``Nothing. It just seems like a lot's been going on. Periods like this usually preclude terrible events. You might want to put some time skips in this story before things get too dark, otherwise we're going to build into a climax where named characters start dying off.''\n\n\tWhat the fuck is he talking about?\n\n\tI talk to him with my mind. ``Are you saying I need a reset?''\n\n\tMittens: ``Yeah, I think that's a good idea. This document's been going on too long, so you're veering off into various types of trauma because they're more interesting than sex. But now you can't go back to the sex because the tone doesn't allow it. Reset so you can go back to the sexy stuff.''\n\n\tYes, sir. Damn...\n\nPART\n\n2\n\n#19 The Descent\n\n\tThree and a half months have passed. Let me catch you all up on what's happened. Me. I'm doing it. Not Mittens.\n\n\tMittens: ``Wasn't it a great idea to do the time skip, though? You can't blame me for your shitty pacing.''\n\n\tShut up, Mittens, I'm the main character here. Not you. He hasn't left the crack of my ass once in the entire three months since we left off. He was quiet, too, thankfully, since there was no narration he could creep on.\n\n\tMittens: ``Hey! Are you calling me a glory hog?!''\n\n\tShut your piehole, Mittens! I have to get this story going or we're never moving on!\n\n\tMittens: ``Hmph!''\n\n\tOkay, so I'll try to make this as quick as I can. My kingdom is now (practically, not literally) paved in fucking gold. Rayo's merchant's union started bringing in real cash within a couple of months, bringing us up to par with our allies. However, the real money-maker was that steroid. Libra's team was able to fix the pleasure-cycle, so we ramped up production and started selling needles at exorbitant prices. We're fortunate that alchemical recipes are so difficult to reverse-engineer. The Beast Kingdom and Greenskins, as allies of ours, had to be given steroids for free, but that just means that our factions have combined to become practical superpowers on the world stage. Half-demons, beasts, greenskins, and subrosians. A barbaric alliance, perhaps, but balanced. Our power is unquestioned.\n\n\tMore specifically, my power is unquestioned. Our new Biological Artillery (BA) division, including cock cannons and roarers have made our enemies afraid to go anywhere near us. They're lucky that I strive to be a peaceful nation. There are rumors that our BAs could hold off a behemoth. I doubt it, myself... but I'm not going to tell anyone that. I've sent offers of peace multiple times, but the myths about my nation have grown just as absurd as my treasury.\n\n\tThe end result is that most of the world has grown dramatically in muscular bulk, and we are profiting off of every single flex... while simultaneously staying on top of the arms race! Even normal citizens can become titanic hulks for the right price. Everyone in the castle is feeling the prosperity. Libra, especially, since she has won several prestigious awards since her formula was revealed to the masses. And you know what prosperity means.\n\n\tMittens: ``MOOORE SEX~!''\n\n\tUnwelcome, but that's right. Extra cash means extra-stupid pleasures! Remember that guy who thought getting railed by me was a real job? Now it is. I have a large group of hyper-femboy sluts now who constantly pleasure me in the throne room (including that guy). All of them wear extra-large buttplugs at all hours of the day, and they're never allowed to remove them unless they're pleasuring me or one of my knights. Goblin, of course, joined this group, despite being one of my knights.\n\n\tI'll be happy to go into more detail on that once I get back to the castle.\n\n\tRight now, I'm on a ``nefarious'' mission to capture the queen of Yoshi Nation. This has turned into a weekly affair, one where I get some fresh air, spend some quality time with my old band, and put on a theatric show for the people surrounding Yoshi castle. ``It's important that I look super evil'', is what I was told by both the queen and her new top advisor (the dude with the stick). I don't know how many strings she's pulling over there to make any of this okay by any stretch of the imagination, but she is. \n\n\tWe're just sitting in a makeshift camp at the moment, hanging out around a campfire, waiting for night to fall before we descend on the queen. It's just me, Goblin, and Werewolf... and Mittens, since he absolutely will not leave the soft confines of my body for any reason other than the entire world being in danger.\n\n\tMittens: ``It's cozy in here~!''\n\n\tGoblin sits stiffly across from me on my right, swinging his massive feet back and forth on the rather large log he's resting on. He wears a buttplug much larger than the rest of the male-bimbos. One that can be clearly seen displacing the organs in his torso no matter what angle you're looking at him from, and so big that it significantly hinders his mobility with its weight and uncomfortable-to-look-at stretching. Mobility that was already hindered by his feet and genitals being so disproportional. He took some chems to keep his hyper-ripped body, which you'd think would help, but most of those chems were focused on blowing up his now-super-hypermuscular glutes. Basically, Goblin can't move at all, at least not with the dildo inserted. He just relies on foot-magic, or lets Werewolf carry him around everywhere.\n\n\tWerewolf had to shrink down slightly after that injection months ago, but he's still ungodly massive. He's been trying harder to stay away from the drinks, and so far has been clear of the stuff for a couple of weeks. He sits across from us on my left, arms crossed above the milky muscle-tits he now has adorning his chest. Don't ask me why, since Werewolf does a lot of stuff in secret, but he's been focusing way more on his pecs lately. And they're lactating. They're rock-hard, all muscle, but they hang so far from him that he's competing with Mute. How he can bounce a chest that big is beyond me... especially when they're so thick that gravity actually jiggles them around. To add to the craziness, his nipples have grown massive as well. Bigger than my head (the literal one on my shoulders), and so sensitive that a single brush against them can make him cum. He's definitely had to drink more than a few potions to achieve milk-pecs like that, but every time I ask him about it he dodges the question. He's not shy about letting us drink from them, though. The taste's not bad.\n\n\tOn my end, I haven't changed much. I developed a weird thing for my own ears after one of the sluts kept stroking them, but I've felt too silly to ask Libra to enlarge them. She comes from receiving some Populace Prize or whatever it's called, and I'm there asking her to make my ears bigger. It feels too trivial, even though I know she would jump at the opportunity. Alternatively there's Piriahzan... but I just want the ears, okay? I don't want some kind of weird monster-tongue to go along with it. And the other alchemists are always too busy. I've resolved to beeline Libra as soon as I get back, but I have to deal with my obligation to the queen first.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``So what's the plan? Same as last time?''\n\n\t``Nah, I like to mix it up... but I don't have a plan. Any ideas? All I brought with me is this cape.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Ummm... we could draw a scary face on that dildo sticking out.''\n\n\tI forgot to mention. I got into sounding. There's a very large, double-ended dildo sticking partially out of the end of my penis. Like the buttplug stretching Goblin's body to hell and back, I easily forget it's in there.\n\n\t``We need more than that... do you have a marker?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Heehee~!'' Goblin's feet glow a soft green as he walks on air. He uses the tip of his finger and starts drawing something on the dildo, but I can't see it from my position.\n\n\tI should also mention: Goblin's gotten really good with magic. He's highly specialized in sex magic, but with the help of Mittens and his tome, he's actually learned quite a few combat spells. The special way of casting, combined with the supernatural size of his feet, has granted him immense power as well. Some of his spells are actually stronger than mine, despite my having practiced for years ahead of him. Mittens really wasn't kidding about that book.\n\n\tMittens: ``And I'll be making it `mysteriously disappear' soon, so you don't get tempted. I'm leading Goblin through the last few pages.''\n\n\tGoblin shows off multiple-footgasms on a regular basis, so yes, I am very much tempted to read the book, but Mittens is still adamant that I'll cause ragnarok. And he's residing in my ass, ready to hit the kill switch if I go for it anyway. The world isn't fair...\n\n\tWerewolf suddenly flashes with surprise. Werewolf: ``Eh?! Is that supposed to be me?!''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Yep! Pretty good, right?! Hahahahaha!''\n\n\tI open up a small portal so I can view myself from the other side. It's a cartoony representation of Wolf's face, growling and angry, stretched across the round end of the dildo. It looks like I have an angry wolf-beastman sticking partly out of my dick. It's the opposite of scary. Hopefully the queen doesn't scold us over it. She's done that before.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``The queen's going to hate that.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Aww, c'mon! Live a little!''\n\n\t``That's pretty goofy...''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Just light it up with your demon-whatzits. It will look plenty scary!''\n\n\t``I'm starting to think Goblin doesn't know what `scary' means.''\n\n\tWerewolf laughs.\n\n\tGoblin takes offense, slapping his hands on the head of my dick. Goblin: ``I do, too, know what it means! Oh, how about this?!'' Goblin snaps his fingers.\n\n\tAn orange field surrounds my head.\n\n\t``What the-... what's this?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``A learned how to make color fields the other day!''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``It looks like you have a gourd on your head.''\n\n\t``What's an orange gourd supposed to do?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Trust me! Wolf dildo. Gourd head. You look like a monster out of old fairy tales!''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``You look so absurd, she may think you're someone else. That would really have her shooting.''\n\n\t``This feels really stupid, though.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Put on the cape, let's see how it looks.''\n\n\tI put on the cape, then put a black glow on my eyes to complete the costume.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Hm. Not bad.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``See?! I told you! She's going to love it!''\n\n\t...\n\n\tWe descend on the castle. We travel along the back roads to avoid detection. The plans given to us by the queen say we need to blow through two separate walls, and then climb to the castle balcony to pick her up.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Right here?''\n\n\t``Wait.''\n\n\tI open a view portal on the other side of the wall. Nobody around.\n\n\t``Yeah. Goblin, you ready?''\n\n\tGoblin pokes his head over Wolf's hulking shoulder. He's magically glued to his back. Goblin: ``Ready.''\n\n\tI nod to Wolf. ``Do it.''\n\n\tWith only his bare arm, he blows clean through three feet of solid bricks. A horn sounds in alarm and the guards start mobilizing. We have to act fast. The security around this side of the castle is left purposely inadequate just to let us through, but we will still get captured if we linger too long. We run as fast as we can to our left until we find a ladder. The ladder's just there for show. Wolf blasts through this wall as well, allowing us into the inner courtyard. A quick turn to our right, and there's a wall we have to scale to reach the balcony. Easy with magic. I lift all three of us up the wall, clearing my throat as I do since this is where the theater begins. Goblin recasts the gourd on top of my head.\n\n\tWe wind up on the roof, and magic lights illuminate us. We strike a pose: Goblin stands on the floor. Both of them turn their backs to the crowd, slightly turning their heads towards me. Werewolf crosses his arms, Goblin puts a hand on his ass (showing off the buttplug). My cape flows in the wind, black fire billowing from my diminutive form. I hang my balls over the edge of the roof to accentuate their size. Due to Goblin's dildo-face, I make sure my cock is half-erect so it can point at the people. Finally, I make sure the fire intensifies... safely... as I give my evil laugh.\n\n\tI tune my voice to a slightly higher tone than usual to sell the idea that I'm a different person. ``AAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAAAAAA!!! FOOLS!!! YOUR QUEEN BELONGS TO US NOW! ALL FOUR OF US!'' I flex my penis a little. \"WE SHALL PLAY WITH YOUR FILTHY QUEEN UNTIL SHE BEGS FOR FORGIVENESS! YOUR COUNTRY SHALL FALL INTO TURMOIL AND DESPAIR! POWERLESS HEATHENS!! JUST TRY TO TAKE HER BACK, IF YOU DARE!!!''\n\n\tWith that, my accomplices run across the roof to the back of the building while I hop directly down to the balcony where we expect the queen to be. I didn't actually look down here before making the jump. Out of muscle memory, I reach forward with magical hands and grab at nothing but air.\n\n\tShe's not here.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#20 The Queen's Struggle\n\n\tMittens: ``Aww, man. Drama already?! We haven't even gotten to a single porn scene!''\n\n\tI don't understand. We got her message, the guards on our usual route were gone, the usual crowd was gathered in front of the castle, everything went according to the usual plan. Where's the queen?\n\n\tDon't worry, Mittens, I'm making sure this ends in sex somehow. I'm just going to have to fight my way through her castle and take her by force.\n\n\tMittens: ``Oooh, badass!''\n\n\tMy friends are waiting for me outside the castle walls, so I have to do this as fast as I can. I whip around to scan the room behind me, hoping she's there, but all I see is bulky reptilian guards rushing in to subdue me. My hands glow red and I force them all to lay prone. I can't kill anybody, this isn't supposed to be a real attack on their castle. Maybe she's in the throne room? It's a few floors down. I begin levitating since it's much faster than walking. Hopefully I have enough magic in reserve to survive the trip...\n\n\tI fly over to the staircase, there's more guards on their way up. I can't hold them down on the stairs without potentially hurting them, so I cast a mass calming spell instead. I have to stop for a second to stack them gently at the bottom of the steps. This is wasting so much time... I release my hold on the guards upstairs, and I immediately hear them scrambling. I fly down to the next floor, which is thankfully empty... but still devoid of the queen. That's when I hear something particularly heavy crash down behind me. I turn around, and there's an absolutely huge yoshi warrior trying to squeeze his insane muscles through the opening of the stairwell I was going to use. This is ridiculous.\n\n\tI don't have the time, nor the mana bar, to be fighting something like that, so I simply fly out the window. The crowd is still out there, but now I'm a lot closer to them. Some of the closest saurians begin to cough from their proximity to my feet. I turn around to gauge the position of the throne room... the nearest window is a little bit off to the side. I fly in there.\n\n\tThe hallway is empty since everyone was preoccupied with getting me off the balcony. I plant my feet on the ground and waddle-run over to the throne room... where Queen Yoshi sits, wide-eyed on the throne.\n\n\t``Queen! You're coming with me!''\n\n\tQueen: ``What?! Wh-who are you?! How dare you!'' She rises from her throne and assumes a combat stance. Her arms glow purple.\n\n\tI forgot about the gourd. I'm not here to fight her for real, I was just kidding when I said ``take her by force.''\n\n\tMittens: ``What a pussy.''\n\n\tShut up.\n\n\tI put my hands up. ``Wait! Hold on! It's me! What are you doing?!''\n\n\tShe gasps. Queen: ``K-king? What... what are you doing here? I didn't have anything scheduled for today. What are you wearing?''\n\n\tI dispel Goblin's color field from around my head. ``It was just... nevermind, what do you mean you didn't schedule this? We got your messenger, the way was open.''\n\n\tQueen: ``I don't know what you're talking about! How did you get down here?!''\n\n\tI hear a stampede behind me. ``Do we really have time to discuss this?!''\n\n\tQueen: ``They won't hurt you. They obey my command!''\n\n\tI run over to the throne and stand beside her. ``I hope so...''\n\n\tAround the corner comes all of her guards, the yoshi titan, and a well-dressed saurian sorcerer. I didn't see him on my way down here. Everyone stays behind him.\n\n\tQueen: ``Chancellor?! What is the meaning of this?!''\n\n\tSorc'osaur: ``I warned you about these theatrics, Yoshi. Eventually, someone would seize the opportunity. I wasn't talking about our enemies.''\n\n\tHer arms glow bright. Queen: ``Treason? Treason?!''\n\n\t``Please tell me this is a joke...''\n\n\tThe air in the room is cold. This isn't a joke.\n\n\tSorc'osaur: ``You of all people know. We must be bold. Relentless. If we want to get what we deserve. Today I take not only your throne... but Lust's throne as well.''\n\n\tI send a message to Wolf through mental magic, telling them to get to the throne room as fast as he can. ``You can't defeat me.''\n\n\tSorc'osaur: ``Pft. Of course not. But this trap can.''\n\n\tYoshi attempts to cast something and the deafening sound of a bell erupts in our ears instead. A chill sends waves through my body. I've been silenced. Mittens likely has, too.\n\n\tThe chancellor summons a magic dagger. Sorc'osaur: ``It really is as simple as that. Goodbye, my dear queen.'' He takes the dagger into his hand and twirls it, intending to throw it manually. He flips it to hold it by its blade, rears back...\n\n\t...and Werewolf's elbow meets his spine.\n\n\tWolf wipes off some of the rubble from the front gate. Werewolf: ``Are we late?!''\n\n\t``Right on time!''\n\n\tQueen: ``You have permission to kill them if you please.''\n\n\tWerewolf cracks his knuckles and begins tearing into the guards. The chancellor doesn't get back up. Is he paralyzed? Dead? Goblin sits safely on Werewolf's shoulder, unperturbed by his dynamic movements.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Huh...? Oh, uhh, I think I remember... okay, I'll try it.'' Goblin suddenly hops off Werewolf and flies over to us.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Goblin?! What's gotten into you?''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Hold them off! Mittens told me something!''\n\n\tWerewolf resumes backhanding various guards, then starts tussling with the yoshi titan.\n\n\tGoblin gets on his knees in front of us, then clasps his hands in prayer. Goblin: ``Okay, okay... calm down... empty your mind... focus... and give out... focus... and give... nghAHHH!''\n\n\tMy head seems to bathe in a warm glow. Goblin's feet suddenly flash and he falls on his side, shaking. His feet are scrunching and twitching uncontrollably, soles surging with steam from the intense heat of the spell he cast.\n\n\tMittens talks into my mind. Mittens: ``You should be able to cast now.''\n\n\tThe queen doesn't fuck around. As soon as she realizes she's free, before I can even think of casting a single spell, she summons thousands of magic spears and stabs every single one of them into her former chancellor's body. She keeps summoning more spears for several seconds. All of the guards back away in shock. Even the yoshi titan steps off.\n\n\tQueen: ``DIE! DIE! DIE! DIIIE! DIIIIIIIIE!!'' Her arms are flashing with excess energy. Her eyes are wild with bloodlust.\n\n\tBy the time she stops, even his species is indiscernible. Yoshi is hyperventilating, her disposition and posture a complete mess. She looks up and stares at the guards left alive, all of which immediately drop their weapons.\n\n\tQueen: ``All of you! Leave my kingdom! Never come back! Except you.'' She points at the titan. ``You will be punished. See yourself to the dungeon.''\n\n\tThe titan, frightened, obeys, squeezing his body into yet another stairwell to detain himself, lest he face just as gruesome of an execution. \n\n\tWerewolf walks over to us and picks up Goblin's body. He whispers to me. Werewolf: ``Hey, things are getting kind of heavy here. Maybe we should leave.''\n\n\tQueen: ``No!'' She turns to us. The look on her face is very serious. ``I have an announcement to make. Right now. And you will be my honored guests.''\n\n\tShe begins walking upstairs. I beckon Werewolf to follow me as I follow her. Eventually, we reach the balcony. Most of the crowd has already dispersed, though some still linger. Something tells me that what she's about to say isn't necessarily meant for her citizens, but those within her castle.\n\n\tThe queen yells at the top of her lungs, slightly amplified through magic. Queen: ``Attention, my loyal citizens! As you have probably figured out by now, all of this has been for your, and my, entertainment. We owe a great deal to our neighbors, and our displays were simply in recognition of that. But now, I make it official. The Nation of Yoshi and the Kingdom of Lust are now in full cooperation. In blood, in prestige, and in power. We are inseparable. Rejoice in the company of our new friends!''\n\n\tHer speech is met with overwhelming silence. This is going to have fallout.\n\n\t``Queen, are you su-''\n\n\tQueen: ``I don't care. I'm sick. My struggle didn't end at the Titan Magic incident. These halls are bathed in blood. Now a coup? I'm taking control of all of it now. All of it. If my allies have a problem with that, they can come to me. I expect your support, King ________. Do I have it?''\n\n\t``Of course. It's just... allying with me may mean making an enemy of your former allies. I just want to make sure you understand that.''\n\n\tQueen: ``I understand it perfectly well. But our respective borders means defense of each others' interests is made that much easier. Now...'' She turns to us. ``We retire to my quarters. You will fuck me until I develop amnesia of the day's events. Is that clear?''\n\n\tI blush. ``Yes, ma'am.''\n\n\t...\n\n\tAs we enter her bedroom, Yoshi emphatically discards every piece of her clothing except her shoes. She leans onto the edge of her bed and begins to shake her butt up and down, causing it to clap, to get herself (and us) in the mood. A second clap can be heard on every shake coming from her fatty chest.\n\n\tQueen: ``Mmmm~...''\n\n\tHer arms glow and my body begins to float. She picks me up and plants me on the pillows at the head of the bed, where I can see her puffy pecs slap against each other like proper, mammalian tits. She crawls over to me and begins to lick the edges of my urethra, stretched around the dildo with Wolf's face on it.\n\n\tShe talks between licks. Queen: ``Ah~... I know it's unofficial, but... can you please call me `your' queen from now on? I want you to be my king so bad...''\n\n\tShe doesn't wait for a response. She just grabs my hardening dick from behind the mushroom and crushes it into her mouth, unhinging her jaw and creating a massive, multi-foot-diameter sphere in her neck. Werewolf climbs into bed behind her and begins fondling the callipygian globes of her ass. As he does this, he drops Goblin onto the mattress next to him. Sat next to one of her feet, Goblin rips off her shoe and gleefully buries his face in the hyperfragrant sole.\n\n\tYoshi takes a few moments to get comfortable stretched around me, idly caressing my thick, tree-branch veins with her hands... then she gives one big slap to the side of the shaft. That's her ``go'' signal. My hands glow as I pull her harshly forward, spearing her all the way to the hilt on my gigantic meat slab. At the same time, Werewolf drives his alpha beast cock into her ass and knots her, meeting me inside of her as we simultaneously frot and stretch out her belly to impossible dimensions. From just this, Yoshi begins cumming for the first of many, many times tonight.\n\n\tMe and Wolf thrust into her at our own, separate paces, mine being quite a bit slower since I have so much more meat to throw around and so much less beef to throw it with. As we do this, Goblin masturbates, keeping the queen's foot planted firmly against his nose. His hands fly up and down his long cock while he bounces his ass repeatedly on the buttplug. After several uninterrupted minutes of this, Werewolf cums first, blowing the queen's belly out to outrageous measurements. Our cocks are so big, and his knot is so massively inflated, that not a single drop of his cum escapes. I feel constant, hard spurts of cum under my balls from the extra-long pole hidden beneath the queen's dangerously-stretched belly, but her volume is a drop in the ocean compared to ours.\n\n\tLike me, however, Werewolf doesn't stop after just one orgasm. His hips don't miss a single thrust even at the height of his orgasm. He merely starts growling louder as he chases another one. This sets off Goblin, who bastes the turkey we're enjoying with liters of his own seed. There's nothing he would love more in this instant than to remove the buttplug, but he's committed to achieving the perfect fuckhole. Instead, he removes the queen's soft foot from his face and squeezes it against his frenulum, thrusting his green goblin cock against her beautiful, perfectly-conditioned toes. Losing himself to the pleasure, he also raises his leg and reaches his massive, sweaty feet forward to fondle the queen's face with his stinky, steaming toes.\n\n\tIt isn't long after seeing this that I cum, too. My urethra balloons out, stretching her throat much further. Then, my balls, bigger than everything else in the room except Wolf's moobs, unleash an uncontainable flood of white straight into her bloated stomach, stretching her belly until it takes on a dangerous red color and the veins underneath can be clearly seen. Her gut inflates like a waterbed, overtaking the royal, bigger-than-king-size mattress and spilling onto the floor. Pressurized cum leaks from all of her orifices, spewing from her nose, ears, and eyes. A hefty amount of it fires back on me and on Wolf, getting around his knot.\n\n\tShe's kept held down to our level by Wolf's muscles, squeezing her down against her cum-pregnant belly. The only thing stopping her from exploding is a powerful healing spell she keeps constantly casting on herself. Her arms glow green throughout the extent of our furious foursome, thriving on the pain, abuse, and objectification of her body.\n\n\tI don't know how she's able to cast something like that after her outburst with the spears just minutes ago, but obviously she's tougher than she looks.\n\n\tWolf stops for a moment and rips his bulb out of her asshole to relieve some of the pressure, releasing a tidal wave of semen onto the bed and floor. Goblin ogles this action and cums again when he sees just how fat, round, and throbby his fuckbuddy's knot is, further defiling the queen's sacred foot and clenching his malodorous toes around her head.\n\n\tAfter a few moments, and without giving nearly enough time for any serious amount of cum to drain out, Werewolf's patience runs thin and he jams his knot back in, plugging her back up and resuming his angry fucking of a butt simply too big to leave alone. I go back to fucking her throat without pulling out at all. I can already feel another one coming...\n\n\tThis continues for several hours. Each of us cums over and over again, with Wolf opening the release valve every time she looks like she might break. Eventually her arms start to flicker in magic exhaustion and I have to take over the healing for her. While we stay dutifully inserted in her holes, Goblin climbs around fucking everything he can reach. Hotdogging her lush ass, humping her belly, thrusting into her puffy chest, forcing himself into her feet-pussy... at one point, he tried inserting the tip of his penis into her nose. It actually fit. He was able to get about half his ridiculous length in there, no doubt fucking up her brain. We're supposed to keep going until she passes out, which takes longer and longer on every tryst.\n\n\tThis time, it happened after about 57 (of my) orgasms. Last time, it was 48. When we did this the first time, it was 2. By the end, I'm relying on Mittens to heal her for me, since I got exhausted around hour three.\n\n\tAfter confirming that she's properly out cold, me and Werewolf cum one last time as our dicks rub against each other on the pull out, then cover her body completely in our essence. We're surrounded by an ocean of cum filling up all of the space in the room below the surface of the bed. It's draining, but it's draining slowly, and the sea level rises as the cum is allowed to fully drain out of the queen's body.\n\n\tI fist-bump Werewolf. The two of us are barely better off. Conscious, but drenched in sweat and exhausted from how long we were locked for. Wolf's leg and core muscles are especially swollen from the exertion.\n\n\t``Woo~... you know, we're going to have to find something that can really put her down next time. At this rate, we're going to end up trapped in her forever!''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Yeah... hhheh~... hey, what happened to that dildo?''\n\n\t``What dildo?''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``The one with my face on it.''\n\n\tI just shrug. After a moment, the dildo comes spilling out of her ass. It comes out like a clown's party trick, a seemingly-impossible length of it rolling out of her and coiling on Wolf's lap. The end with his face on it pops out last, just as Yoshi's body shrinks enough to become recognizable. Her cock is still rock hard, and I think it's still cumming. I can't really tell, there's too much cum already in the room.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Wow, what the... where did you get one this long?''\n\n\t``It was a gift from the greenskins, ironically. I have no idea how they made the thing.'' I look around. ``Where's Goblin?''\n\n\tGoblin suddenly surfaces beside the bed from under the pool of cum. Goblin: ``Here! What's up?'' He starts laughing maniacally as he swims in the sludge. I try to ignore him.\n\n\t``It looks like we're staying here for the night. Hey Mittens, I'm going to have to ask you a favor.''\n\n\tMittens: ``It better not involve leaving your ass.''\n\n\t``If you can do it from there, great. I need you to get some soldiers from our kingdom and send them here. I don't trust waiting to do it until after we return.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Ugh! Fine, I'll be back...''\n\n\tI feel an incredibly odd sensation. He opened up a portal in my ass, and then went through that to leave the castle. I can't tell if that felt good or bad, but I don't want to do it again.\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Do we have the run of the palace, then?''\n\n\t``Let's play it safe. The other nobles here are going to get a rude awakening when they return, probably best not to make it worse turning the place upside down.''\n\n\tWerewolf stands up off the bed, towering above the cum pool, and stretches. Werewolf: ``Fine. I'm going to retire behind the castle, see if I can set up our camp a little bit closer.'' He moves over to the door and opens it, emptying cum into the hall and ruining Goblin's fun. ``Tell me if things get bad.''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#21 Things Get Bad\n\n\tI wake up early. The queen is gone from the bed, but I don't hear any commotion outside the room. Goblin's gone, too. He probably followed Wolf.\n\n\tWhile I'm getting ready to investigate, I should explain the portalling situation. They seem like they should be the solution to basically all of life's problems, right? Well, they are... if you can fulfill the specific conditions to cast it. First, you have to know exactly where you're going. Your mental picture of the place has to be perfectly clear. Second, you need enough magical power to cast it, since the spell becomes very expensive depending on how far you're going, how big the portal is, and how long it's to be kept open. Moving King Exper straight to my castle, for example, likely required multiple sorcerers, all of which had to have visited my kingdom personally. Moving directly to my throne from here would be easy for Mittens, which is why I asked him.\n\n\tOf course, as long as if you have enough power, you can cast a large, long-range portal without knowing where it's going, but doing so is highly dangerous. Send a portal too deep into the ocean, for example, or too far inside the planet, and you're probably going to die. The portal could even wind up inside of a person, sending random parts of them straight to you. Portal into space and see how much longer you can breathe. All of this seems like silly ``what if'' stuff, but no beginner mages who treat portals willy-nilly stay alive for very long.\n\n\tHopefully that clears up why we're just walking everywhere instead of spamming portals. Levitation is infinitely easier to cast and a lot less hazardous.\n\n\tI leave the bedroom and look around the palace to see random servants moving to and fro. I can't tell what they're doing or where they're going. None of them react to me. I don't see any nobles. Which... normally wouldn't be a big deal, since this floor is basically dedicated to the queen, but... then... what are all these random servants up here for?! I watch one of them as he comes up the stairwell... and then goes down the opposite stairwell. No reason to be on this floor. Are they just having a really slow, boring race or something?\n\n\tI try to focus. I have to get down to the throne room. I push my way past the mob of servants and travel down. I still don't see any nobles. Eventually, I get down to the throne room, to see the queen sitting on the throne. Ignoring the random servants, she is accompanied only by that one yoshi with a stick, and the yoshi titan from yesterday. Everyone else is gone. She's steepling her fingers.\n\n\t``Queen?'' She doesn't react. ``Are you alright?''\n\n\tQueen: ``Look outside.''\n\n\tHer expression doesn't change. I step over to the gate. There's no windows, so I pop a portal a few feet forward to look out there... it's an angry mob. They're carrying the stereotypical pitchforks and torches, and they're... screaming for blood.\n\n\tI turn around. ``What happened?!''\n\n\tQueen: ``My speech last night didn't go over well with the nobles... and diplomats. `Siding with demons', `our interests in Metal Reptile', `appeasing the barbarians'. They've left me to stir up revolt among the people.'' Her expression becomes darker. ``What do they know of barbarism? Where were their concerns when servant after servant, lord after lord, was slaughtered in their quarters following the incident at the border, night after night?! Hm?!''\n\n\t``And now-...''\n\n\tQueen: ``And now my people want blood. More of it. If they want blood, they will find it.''\n\n\t``Hey, stay your hand! Give me a chance.''\n\n\tShe doesn't respond. I leave, pushing past all the random servants to get back up to the balcony. You'd think these guys would give me a wider berth due to my feet or something, but they just do not care. I make it to the balcony, and look over the crowd of angry saurians. I jump up and keep my upper body levitated on top of the balcony railing, leaving my junk and feet trailing behind me so that I look less threatening.\n\n\tI amplify my voice, hoping they listen. ``People of the Nation of Yoshi! Please listen to me! I am not your enemy!''\n\n\tA few tomatoes come flying up, but it's a pretty high balcony.\n\n\t``The queen isn't deserving your ire! Many have died within this castle!''\n\n\tIt's only then that the cries start to die down.\n\n\t``Many nobles have died within these walls. A result of countless coup attempts. Endless corruption. The queen allied with me as a response to this corruption. She wants to do best by her people. She wants to give you honesty.''\n\n\tProbablyANoble: ``And why should we listen to you, demon?!''\n\n\tOthers start to agree with him.\n\n\t``Because I intend to show you! Show you that what you've heard about me is not the truth! I will show you, the wealth of our alliance! The power of our alliance! The security that our alliance can provide! Wipe the name of my Kingdom from your lips. This is the Nation of Yoshi! Your culture is deserving of respect!''\n\n\tThe crowd begins to cheer.\n\n\t``So, I beg you, lay down your arms! You don't have to believe in me. Believe in the queen!''\n\n\tThe queen suddenly comes up behind me. She looks sad.\n\n\tQueen: ``...thank you.'' She turns her attention to the balcony and amplifies her voice. ``I'm afraid, what he said is true. Much blood has been spilled within this castle in just the past few months. I... am ultimately to blame. I HAVE FAILED YOU!''\n\n\t``Queen-''\n\n\tShe quickly raises her hand, signalling that I should stop talking. Queen: ``You are right to lay siege to this castle. All of this was happening, and instead of telling you, I dazzled you with flashy displays of sex. It is only because of your support that I sit on this throne. Your anger... is deserved. Please... accept my apologies.''\n\n\tThe crowd's reaction is mixed. They're still mad, but they're done listening to the nobles.\n\n\tQueen: ``I have removed all of the lords from this castle. No diplomats. No politics. You deserve the truth. Not to be manipulated. Not by me, nor by corrupt nobles. I am opening the gates.''\n\n\tI'm about to say something, but her hand glows and she clenches her fist, sealing my mouth closed.\n\n\tQueen: ``I need your help. Not help from our allies. And not from him. From you. All of you! I decree... that the castle grounds are now public land. You may come and go as you please. Until I find those among you... who have the most love for this country.''\n\n\tShe opens the gates with magic without moving from the balcony. People immediately begin shuffling in. They seem pacified, but letting peasants storm into the castle like that is... uncomfortable, to say the least. \n\n\tWe both turn around and begin to walk down the stairs. You don't really ``walk'' down normal stairs with feet as big as mine, but that's what magic is for.\n\n\tShe sighs. Queen: ``I'll never run out of things to thank you for.'' She still looks depressed. ``I don't know what came over me. What I was...'' A few tears escapes the corners of her eyes. She looks down at her hands.\n\n\tI levitate myself up to eye level. ``Don't worry about it. You're an amazing queen, believe in yourself.''\n\n\tShe tries to compose herself. Queen: ``...How do you do it? I don't think you've mentioned corruption within your ranks.''\n\n\tThere... hasn't been. I guess I've just been lucky.\n\n\t``I'm surrounded by friends... my nation has no pretense of etiquette. The behemoth helps, too.''\n\n\tQueen: ``Friends, huh...'' She looks nostalgic.\n\n\tAs we're about to round the last corner to enter her throne room, she stops me.\n\n\tQueen: ``You should leave.''\n\n\t``I understand.''\n\n\tBelieve me, I do. There's multiple reasons why I shouldn't be walking in there, the least of which being my feet, shall we say, ``altering'' the mood. \n\n\t``Before I go, you should know that I have soldiers en route to this castle. They should be here soon. I was worried about what might happen this morning.''\n\n\tShe takes a moment to listen to what's going on in the throne room. It sounds relatively peaceful. Argumentative, perhaps, but not violent. Queen: ``I don't think I'll be needing them... but, would you mind if I put them to work?''\n\n\t``I didn't inform them of a permanent stay.''\n\n\tQueen: ``No, they will be back soon.''\n\n\tShe's not telling me what she wants them for, but I have no reason to say no.\n\n\t``I don't mind. They don't get to travel much, I'm sure they will be happy to do whatever you ask.''\n\n\tQueen: ``Thank you... once again. Goodbye... my king.''\n\n\t``Goodbye, my queen.''\n\n\tI turn around and walk towards one of the side doors leading out of the castle. I take one last look back. She's still standing there... ah, she's probably waiting for that erection to go down.\n\n\t...\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Ah, there you are. Ready to go? Where's Goblin?''\n\n\tIt looks like Wolf really did move the camp closer. All of our stuff, including the campfire and the log Goblin was sitting on, is now located directly behind the castle.\n\n\t``What do you mean `where's Goblin'? I thought he was with you? He wasn't in the bedroom when I woke up.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Fuck... shit!'' Wolf seems to become unreasonably angry over this news.\n\n\t``Maybe he's in town? I walked around the palace, I didn't find him anywhere in there. He wasn't in the courtyard, either.''\n\n\tWerewolf is growling, but not looking at me. Werewolf: ``Maybe. Wait here, I'll go get him.''\n\n\tWhat the heck was that about...?\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#22 Werewolf's Restraint\n\n\tHi. This is Werewolf. I'm taking over this chapter since ________'s busy sitting on his overgrown fucking ass. If I seem pissed, it's because I am. I'm fucking sober... and I don't know where Goblin is.\n\n\tGoblin is... he's... he's like a son to me. Or a daughter. Or whatever the fuck he is. I never sired children. Didn't think it was important. I'm gay, who cares. The king has all of us on contraceptives, regardless. Makes the sperm inert and takes forever to wear off, so I couldn't have any even if I wanted to... not that I do but... Goblin's so... he's just... innocent. He's... so small and stupid... I have this... urge to protect him. I don't care if he can cast now, he's naive! Anyone would take advantage of someone like that. The beasts... the greens... they would have him for fuckin' breakfast... and if the queen's tales are any indication, these people are worse. High-in-the-ass, stuck up, saurian fucks. Uppity, pretentious smiles on their faces and fucking knives behind their backs.\n\n\tHow could I have been so stupid not to take him with me last night?! ________ doesn't give a shit, he probably went right straight to sleep... okay, I'm calming down. Calm down. I'm a big guy, I can't walk into the town snarling at everyone. I walk towards the main road, already feeling out of place. There aren't any beastmen here. Anywhere else, I'd think they were staring at me because I'm so big... but I know that's not it. Racist assholes... damn it, don't react. You're not here to start a fight.\n\n\t``Excuse me. Miss? Hi, I'm looking for a-''\n\n\tMiss'osaur: ``Get away from me you brute!''\n\n\tDon't react. Just move on. ``Sorry.''\n\n\tI'll have to find a tavern. People in those places are usually less fuckheadish... I just have to remember not to order a drink when I get there. Ugh, they wouldn't serve me anyway. King and queen give a speech, these clouts don't give a fuck. All they heard was ``ooo, I can enter the castle now? How fancy.''\n\n\tIt takes me a while to find the tavern since none of these churls will give me simple directions. No doubt I would be ripped off the streets by now if I was any weaker. I duck down to get in through the door and step in. *Dm*... *Dm*... I would like to be quieter about these things, but I'm too heavy to avoid stomping. Everyone immediately turns to stare at me. I just walk to the counter.\n\n\t``Look, I'll be out of your hair in a second. I'm just looking for someone.''\n\n\tBartendosaur: ``You better be looking for someone... because you're definitely not looking for a drink.''\n\n\tThis fucking sard's really getting tough with me? Don't react.\n\n\t``I'm not. Have you seen a greenskin around here? Little guy.'' I hold two fingers a few inches apart for emphasis.\n\n\tBartendosaur: ``Maybe I have. Why would I tell you? Think you beasts are welcome here now?''\n\n\t``We're trying to leave the city. Just tell me where he is and we're gone.'' I reach into a pouch hidden beneath my fur and produce a few coins. I lay them on the bar in a short stack.\n\n\tThe bartender looks at the money and pauses for a moment. Then he reaches over and takes it. Bartendosaur: ``Well, too bad. I don't know where your friend is.''\n\n\tDon't react. Don't fucking react. You're rich, you don't need the money.\n\n\t``Alright. Okay.'' I turn around and take a look around the room. Half of them are still looking at me. ``Any of you know where he is? A greenskin would stick out like a sore thumb around here, would he not?''\n\n\tNo response.\n\n\tBartendosaur: ``Don't push your luck, beast. Your friend's not here. How about you tuck that tail of yours between your legs and whimper home, huh?''\n\n\tBreathe. ``...watch your tongue, lizard.''\n\n\tI hear him put his hands down on the counter. Bartendosaur: ``What did you call me? Do you even know where you are, bitchtits?''\n\n\tI whip around and grab him by the throat. Some people behind me get up from their chairs. There's casters in the room. I feel magic tugging at my arms but they aren't strong enough to move me. \n\n\t``Do you know... where he is... or not?'' I soften my hold on his windpipe a little so he can talk.\n\n\tBartendosaur: ``Hhaghck! Y-you get your-... c-call the guards! Someone call the guards!''\n\n\tNot worth it. If the guards are coming, I don't have much time. I toss the guy back, smashing him against some shelves displaying expensive bottles. Some of them fall and break open. Too bad. I walk quickly around the bar towards the back rooms. People behind me are causing a commotion, but there's nothing they can do. Barrels of the good stuff line the halls... I can't pick up Goblin's scent from any of the rooms, though. He's probably not here. \n\n\tToo much action in the main lobby, so I just open up the wall and walk out the back.\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``You! Stop!''\n\n\tThis one's magic is quite a bit stronger than the poor sods in the tavern... but still not strong enough. He tries to hold my legs with magic, but I break the hold with a little effort.\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``I said stop! Stop or I'll have to resort to force!''\n\n\tI stop moving. Breathe. I turn around.\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``Y-you're under arrest! I have to... t-take you in...''\n\n\t``Have you seen a greenskin around here?''\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``What? D-did you hear what I said?! You're under arrest! Now follow me!''\n\n\tBreathe. ``I'm looking for a goblin. I think he's lost in town.''\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``If you don't move right now, I will force you down!'' His hands begin to glow red.\n\n\tI begin walking away. ``Fine. Nevermind.''\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``STOP!''\n\n\tA rather weak fireball hits me in the back, singing my fur. Breathe. It messes up my hair, but it doesn't hurt. I keep walking. Another one hits me. I put my hands on my waist. Another one hits. I turn around. He suddenly freezes once he sees the look on my face.\n\n\t``Pretend you didn't see me... before this gets violent.''\n\n\tThe glow on his hands disappears. He tries to back away and ends up falling on the ground. \n\n\tBreathe.\n\n\tI stick to the back roads to avoid the guards. I should just head back to ________ and let him sort it out. A couple of the guards walking around occasionally turn their heads and see me, figure out that I'm the one they're looking for... and continue walking.\n\n\tI'm getting close to the gate when I smell it. That's... that's his scent! THAT'S HIM! Where?! It seems to be coming from the other side of this wall! What is this building?! Breathe. BREATHE. I resist the urge to destroy another wall and walk around. I'm not trying to make any more trouble for the king than I already have. It's... it looks like someone's house? It's tucked away back here, so I thought it was a brothel, but there's nothing that suggests that. Thankfully, the front door is so out of the way, I don't have to deal with more angry ``citizens.''\n\n\tI knock softly on the door... no answer. I knock a little bit harder on the door... no answer. I knock hard enough to attract attention... no answer. Fuck it. I break the door off its hinges and squeeze inside. No one seems to be around. I see a door in the back... which is also locked. What's with these imperious bastards and locked doors?! I hear a commotion behind me, so I just punch the door out.\n\n\t``Goblin?! Are you in here?!''\n\n\tGoblin: ``Mph! Mm-mmmph!''\n\n\tHe's tied up and silenced. Ropes bind his wrists to his ankles. Multiple gags cover his mouth. I can tell the buttplug is still in, and it has a rope loop tied around its base to help secure his legs. Goblin is... bound and gagged. BREATHE. BREATHE! I walk over to him, shaking. I have to control myself! Let's just pick him up... and get out of here...\n\n\tMysteriosaur: ``Someone's here...?! How did you find this place?!''\n\n\tI feel a much more powerful magic bind twist my arms back.\n\n\tI hear another voice behind him. Mysteriosaur#2: ``Get the guys!''\n\n\tNo more breathing. These people... don't deserve my pity. I turn around and walk towards the man, who immediately casts another bind on my legs.\n\n\tMysteriosaur#1: ``Hey, watch out, buddy! Just chill for a minute.'' He begins to cast a calming spell. ``You want to be with your friend so bad, we'll just ship both of you together. How's that sound?''\n\n\tAll the calming spell does is remove the blindness from my rage. With a snarl, I break the bind on my arms and lunge forward, grabbing him by the head and squeezing as hard as I can. I wasn't supposed to spill any blood... but I wasn't supposed to find this. Not this.\n\n\tMysteriosaur#2: ``H-holy mother of god!''\n\n\tThe bind on my leg dispels, and I reach back to grab Goblin with my clean hand. He looks horrified. It's not the blood that scares him, I know. He grew up among orcs. He saw more than enough violence during our mercenary days. I reach a claw through the gags and cut them all off.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Wolf! Y-you killed him! What if they get the guards?!''\n\n\tOrcs live by the mantra ``an eye for eye.'' I don't know how saurians do things, but I wouldn't put it past the guards to seek revenge for the lives of slavers.\n\n\t``They won't get the guards. These people are outlaws.''\n\n\tGoblin: ``What?! How do you know?!''\n\n\tI blink. ``...I'll explain later. We're getting out of here.''\n\n\tMysteriosaur#2: ``Stop him! Stop him! The wardens will be all over us!''\n\n\tMysteriosaur#3: ``The fuck do you expect me to do?!''\n\n\tMysteriosaur#4: ``M-maybe if we work together!''\n\n\t``ANYONE MAKES A MOVE, ALL OF YOU DIE! You want to try your luck with the warden, or you want to try your luck with me?!''\n\n\tI stare them down as I walk out of the building. Seven men in total. All of them back off. Most of them are either looking at my bloodied hand, or they're looking at the mess that used to be their friend's brain, visible from the doorway. He wasn't a weak sorcerer, yet no manner of healing magic can bring him back now. He's dead.\n\n\tA commotion forms behind them. The guards can no longer ignore the situation.\n\n\tGuardYosh: ``Y-y-you're under arrest, beast!''\n\n\tI hold up Goblin's tied-up body. ``These people are slavers! Are you going to let them go?!''\n\n\tThe guards shamble a bit, looking at each other. There's a growing crowd of citizens behind them. ``Slavers,'' they whisper, ``within our walls?'' ``Oh my god, is that blood?'' ``Why aren't the guards doing anything?'' ``Isn't he the one from the tavern? That greenskin... these people are really slavers?'' They seem to know what's going on... but there's a cold silence as the guards consider what to do. Eventually, they relent to the jeers from the people.\n\n\tGuardosaur: ``We... uh... we're-we're taking all of you. Come with us, all of you!''\n\n\tI walk along with them, quietly. If I run now, I'll only be giving ________ a worse name. The thugs look for any opportunity to slip away, but the guards have formed a solid ring around them. I hold Goblin on my shoulder.\n\n\tGoblin: ``What's going to happen to us?''\n\n\t``We'll just be held for a bit. Don't worry.''\n\n\t...\n\n\tAll of us are tossed in separate dungeon cells as they decide what to do with us. I memorize the possible escape routes on the way, in case this gets hairy.\n\n\t...\n\n\tAfter about an hour, the warden comes down to meet us.\n\n\tWardYosh: ``Hello, everyone. There seems there has been some misunderstanding. These people are not slavers. Let them go.''\n\n\t``What?! What are you doing?!''\n\n\tWardYosh: ``Calm yourself, beast, this doesn't concern you.''\n\n\tMysteriosaur#6: ``Wow, I didn't know we had connections all the way up here. The leader must really be somebody.''\n\n\tA random servant releases the locks on the slavers' cells one by one.\n\n\tMysteriosaur#5: ``We're still going to face shit for this.''\n\n\tThe warden waits until the others are gone, then opens our cells himself.\n\n\tWardYosh: ``You're free to go, too.''\n\n\t``What is wrong with you people? Have you no shame at all?''\n\n\tHe talks in a harsh whisper. WardYosh: ``Your people are the ones who buy, don't put this on us. I won't take hypocritical scolding from barbarians like you.'' He composes himself. ``If you weren't nobility, you would be swinging from the gallows right now. Now get out of here.''\n\n\tWith that, the warden turns and walks away. I grab Goblin and start walking as well.\n\n\tI don't get mad... what he just said... he's likely telling the truth. It's been years since I stepped foot in the Beast Kingdom, but they do use slave labor. So do the orcs. They tell us they're just people who didn't pay their debts, or who committed crimes against the state and have to work them off. They look the part. Pearly all of the slaves are beasts and greens, so it's easy to believe they're really citizens. I never imagined... they were captured from other countries and sent back there? No wonder there's no beasts in this town. How could I have been that gullible?\n\n\tI walk out into the inner courtyard, rather than back into town. The holes we bore in the walls last night are still there, so I just walk through our entry route.\n\n\tGoblin: ``Was he... telling the truth...?''\n\n\tI try to open my mouth to answer him, but I can't.\n\n\tWe get back to the camp. ________'s still there... it looks like he's trying to shove the tree log up his ass.\n\n\tThe king talks in his trademark squeaky-little-imp voice. He looks flustered. King: ``O-oh, you're back! Uh, heh~... you were gone a while... and Mittens is gone... so I, uhh... did you find Gob-''\n\n\tHis embarrassment quickly dissipates as he takes a closer look at us. The blood on my hand is still drying, and Goblin's body is still tied up from the waist down (I was going to free him, but he asked me to keep his legs bound up). ________'s expression turns serious.\n\n\tKing: ``Oh, shit... what happened?''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#23 Pensive Return\n\n\tWhat a clusterfuck.\n\n\tAfter hearing about what happened to Goblin, I had to give the queen my apologies and withdraw my soldiers. Most of them are beastmen, I can't send them in there in good faith. I'm impressed that Werewolf managed to only kill one guy. Ugh... I thought my official alliance with Yoshi Nation would only hurt them, damn it, not us. I knew there was animosity between beasts and saurians, but I didn't think it extended to trafficking.\n\n\tI told Slai to round up only humans and subrosians to send as support for the time being. He didn't need any explanation. As soon as I called the soldiers back, he just asked me with a blank expression if there was an incident. I told him there was.\n\n\tA messenger arrived from King Exper to ask me if he should soon expect ``lizardmen flouncing about as diplomats.'' I simply told him that the situation is complicated. Several orc chieftains sent messengers inquiring on Goblin's status. He's fine. \n\n\tI sent a message back to all of them, and I can only hope it didn't cross a line. I told them to watch where they were pulling slaves from. It's the first disagreeable word I've had with any of them, but I can't let this stand if I want relations with Yoshi Nation to last.\n\n\tFor the record, my kingdom doesn't use slaves, and we accept people of all species within our walls. I think. I suddenly have doubts. Looking around the streets, you can see orcs, beasts, humans, dragons, and even a couple of half-demons and swiftskins laughing and screwing each other. There's dozens of different crossbreeds mozying around, too. But... now that I take a closer look... not one of them is a saurian. No yoshis, lizards, or reptiles of any kind (dragons are considered a separate species and aren't native to this continent). What is enforcing this segregation? It's normal for the citizens of enemy nations not to intermingle, but Yoshi Nation was never our enemy. They literally border us, there should be more of them here.\n\n\tIf all beasts traveling over there were getting shipped off as slaves, that explains why there aren't any there. Then why aren't there any saurians here?\n\n\tI asked everyone who would be involved in this kind of thing. I asked Slai about it first, and his reaction wasn't encouraging. He simply called it a coincidence.\n\n\tMittens: ``Clearly lying.''\n\n\tI asked some of the gate guards. They say they haven't seen any saurians at all.\n\n\tMittens: ``One of them was lying, but the rest were truthful, oddly enough.''\n\n\tI asked Benjamin, he redirected me to Mute.\n\n\tMittens: ``He doesn't know anything, but he also doesn't care.''\n\n\tI asked Mute, she told me with a straight face that no saurians have ever entered the country.\n\n\tMittens: ``Sounds like a lie, but either she's really good at lying, or she's telling the truth. Her mind says she believes what she told you. Whether her information is accurate is another matter.''\n\n\tI asked Rayo. He works ``very closely'' with Mute, and he travels a lot on merchant business. He told me he sees a lot of them along the trade routes, but they seem to abruptly disappear a couple of miles from the kingdom. The same thing happens when traveling to the Beast Kingdom. He didn't think it was strange until I brought it up.\n\n\tMittens: ``He's being honest.''\n\n\tI slump back in my throne... this is bad.\n\n\tMittens: ``Yeah... if Mute's records are correct, it sounds like there's a problem along with the roads. And the roads are patrolled by...''\n\n\tMy soldiers. If I call them all in, there's going to be a blackout of information coming from the roads, which would open us up to an attack... not nice, but I guess that's just what's going to have to happen.\n\n\t...\n\n\tSlai: ``All of them?!''\n\n\t``Yes. Every single one. Pull everyone back and have them camp around the western and eastern gates.''\n\n\tSlai: ``But... why?''\n\n\t``You remember what I asked you earlier, right?''\n\n\tHe looks panicked. Slai: ``Shouldn't you take more time to consider? The roads will be completely clear! We have a duty to our merchants to protect them!''\n\n\t``Tap the subrosians to protect the merchants in our stead for the time being.''\n\n\tSlai: ``The sub-'' Slai calms himself. ``Are you... certain?''\n\n\tI take note of how much he's questioning my command on this. This is unusual for him. ``I take slaving very seriously, Slai. All evidence suggests that our soldiers are keeping people out. I don't doubt you. I simply must be sure.''\n\n\tHe looks like he wants to say something else, but he knows he's already argued too much. He bows his head down. Slai: ``As you wish, my king.''\n\n\tMittens: ``Slai is part of this. Are you sure you want to protect him?''\n\n\tHe's a good commander. I don't want to lose him if I can help it.\n\n\tWerewolf looks back at me after Slai leaves. Werewolf: ``What's the plan on this? Are you going to just hold everyone back until a saurian shows up?''\n\n\t``That's precisely what I'm doing. If it goes on too long, I'll have to investigate elsewhere, but something tells me Mute will come through.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Mute?''\n\n\t``Think saurians don't want those tits?''\n\n\tWerewolf smirks and turns back to the viewport. Werewolf: ``Going to have her do a live demonstration, eh?''\n\n\t``It's about time for one.''\n\n\tTozy: ``Oooo! It's been so long since she did one of those! She got SO MAD after the last one!''\n\n\tI wave over a random servant. ``Go get Mute for me, will you?''\n\n\t...\n\n\tMute is exasperated. Mute: ``A benefit for saurians? I know we officially allied with them a few days ago, but... are you sure this is necessary?''\n\n\tMute is reluctant to do this for several reasons. First, she's a beastwoman. She likely doesn't share any more love for the saurians than anyone else around here does. Secondly, I'm explicitly asking her to show off her giant boobies in public, something she only does about once a year, and only at my request. The citizens (and some of the guards) always get a little... handsy, and she's not as receptive to that kind of thing as you would expect from someone who works for the Kingdom of Lust. Third, what she's ``demonstrating'' is how much we love newcomers. This involves her showing some member of a specific race or nationality her ``appreciation.'' She's not having sex with them, but she does get very provocative. Think of it like watching a poledancer, except she's already naked, and the pole is a guy. Or, in one instance, a girl.\n\n\tBasically, she's treated as a piece of meat for an hour and she hates it. The results are always worth it, though, and that's why she agrees to do it. There's always a burst of tourism directly following the event.\n\n\t``I don't mean to thrust this on you so suddenly, Mute. Please accept my apologies. This isn't actually about our recent alliance. Do you know why I asked about saurian passports yesterday?''\n\n\tMute: ``I thought you were just wondering if anyone had started mingling, yet.''\n\n\t``I suspect that our country is implicit in slave running.''\n\n\tShe suddenly looks around the room. Mute: ``Slaves...? But...'' She looks back at me. ``It's illegal here, isn't it? Wouldn't the guards catch that kind of thing?''\n\n\t``When we were in Yoshi Nation the other day, there was a slaver ring operating near the gates. The enforcers allowed it to happen... for several reasons. I don't think the queen was aware of it. That could easily be happening here as well, and I would have no idea.''\n\n\tMute: ``Oh...'' She adjusts her glasses and calms down a bit. ``That is troubling.'' Her eyes suddenly pop. ``W-wait, if we're targeting Yoshi Nation, does that mean I have to-...?!''\n\n\tMy head moves. I have a hard time looking her in the eye I say this. ``Um, yeah... we'll have to find a, uhh... i-is there a type you would prefer?''\n\n\tShe looks visibly angry. She knows she can't refuse, given the implications and purpose of the event. She takes a short bow. Mute: ``With your permission.''\n\n\tI sigh. ``You're relieved.''\n\n\tShe stomps off to the door and slams the door behind her. I don't think I've seen her that pissed since the first time she did this event! Or the second time, when I asked her to do it again. I spot Squeak squinting at me out of the corner of my eye. What is he now, her cuck husband?\n\n\tI wave over a random servant. ``Please tell the recruiter to delay her preparations until we find a valid subject for her event.''\n\n\tAs he shuffles off after Mute, Pea suddenly pipes up. I can't help being startled, since Pea talks to me so infrequently.\n\n\tShe has a mature, deep-yet-feminine woman's voice, a nice change of pace from all the squeaking around here. Pea: ``Oh, you're looking for a saurian, your highness? I know a herm we could use, if Mute's willing to swing that way.''\n\n\tI'm more than a little surprised. She's a beastwoman, too, sue me. ``Really? Do you know how we can contact her? Does she live in Yoshi Nation?''\n\n\tPea: ``Well, you'll have to excuse me. She's actually, umm... can you link me?''\n\n\tMy eyes flash black. ``Linked.''\n\n\tShe talks through the link. Pea: ``She's from Metal Reptile. We palled around with her a few years ago during some mercenary work. Really cool for a scale, and cool with us.''\n\n\t``Huh. I didn't know the Mercenary Guild harbored that much cooperation. Do you still have a way of contacting her?''\n\n\tPea: ``Sissy and I still have our old guild cards. They should let us into the country easily enough, but fair warning, she's kind of loud.''\n\n\t``Anyone's good at this point. I'll have Mittens portal you as far as he can to shorten the journey a bit.''\n\n\tMittens barges into the mental link conversation. This is why you don't use weak links for serious secrets. Mittens: ``I can portal you all the way to the gate, if you want. I spent a lot of time there, once upon a time. It will be a bit of a drop, though.''\n\n\tPea: ``Oh, wonderful! Do we leave immediately, then? No preparation needed if we can just buy supplies there.''\n\n\tI break the mental link and talk out loud. ``I assume you will need to at least grab a few things from your quarters?''\n\n\tPea: ``Ah, yes.'' She gets up and starts walking towards one of the side doors. She beckons Sissy with a `come hither' motion. ``Come along, boi~.''\n\n\tSissy, completely unaware of what's going on, follows Pea out of the room.\n\n\tPea suddenly stops for a moment. Pea: ``Oh, thank you, Mittens! Farewell, all!''\n\n\tKeep in mind, Mittens is still in my ass. He's been talking through mental magic this whole time. Mittens: ``I opened the portal in her quarters. She will be there, soon.''\n\n\tI relax back. ``Then we wait... ah, I should notify Mute.''\n\n\tI open a small portal to Mute's quarters, not wanting to waste too much of her time summoning her back to the throne room. Rayo's there thrusting quite furiously into her breasts, holding onto the large nipples like handlebars. How has he managed to get so much work done when every time I see him, he's buried in those boobs? Whatever the case, he looks like he's having a great time. Mute simply stares down at him boredly with a hand on her cheek. She might still be sulking.\n\n\t``Mute?'' She jumps a bit. ``We have a candidate for you. Someone Pea knows.''\n\n\tMute: ``Oh.'' She sighs. ``What should I expect?''\n\n\t``A mercenary from the sound of it. A hermaphrodite.''\n\n\tShe suddenly perks up a bit, oddly enough. Mute: ``... that's... unexpected. Feminine or masculine?''\n\n\t``Feminine. She will be here in a few days. Do you think you can work with her?''\n\n\tMute looks embarrassed. Mute: ``Uh, well, she doesn't sound like... the average saurian. I guess we'll see?''\n\n\t``Thank you, Mute. Sorry to disturb you.''\n\n\tShe simply nods back to me. There's a blush on her face now. It's kind of odd when I think about it... Rayo was just nonstop fucking her tits throughout that short conversation and Mute was able to converse with me as if it wasn't happening. When she's not into it, she's really not into it.\n\n\tWith all business done for the day, I relax back into the throne seat...\n\n\t``Werewolf, any guests?''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``None yet, my king. The path is clear.''\n\n\tGood. An opportunity to enjoy myself a little.\n\n\tMittens: ``Yeah. Finally. Seriously...''\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#24 New and Improved\n\n\tIt occurs to me that I forgot to reintroduce everything. Most of my knights are roughly the same as before, though slightly bigger due to my laws. Sissy's butt is a little thicker. Tozy's cock is a little longer. Mittens, immune to my rules but finding them fun, has made his tail a little bit bigger.\n\n\tMittens: ``Give me another year and this tail will satisfy you~.''\n\n\tGoing down the list of other servants... Benjamin gave me the middle finger. As he does every month, since he knows I can't remove him. Rayo, Piriahzan, and DDK's dicks are all a little bigger. Libra's nose got a little longer, don't ask me why. May is still growing her arm, slowly now, but surely. Mute's been working on her cranial muscles, perhaps inspired by Squeak. Almost indiscernible right now... unless she opens her mouth too wide. The dominatrix made her thighs a bit thicker. The random servants all stand slightly taller. The house magicians and sorcerers made their feet a little bigger. I think they were intending to capitalize on the foot-magic tome Goblin's been abusing, but-\n\n\tMittens: ``It's already gone. Too bad! So sad.''\n\n\tAnd Mittens won't teach them.\n\n\tMittens: ``I don't have time to mess around with their little baby feet, I'm a grandmaster! I only teach in the big leagues. You don't get a university professor to teach preschool children.''\n\n\tBut you literally taught-... nevermind. Goblin's willing to teach them, but the sorcerers aren't that desperate. Let's just move on.\n\n\tPea had to be shrunken down slightly to regain her sanity, just as Werewolf had to be, but like him she remains extremely huge. Not as much in the chest department, as she likes her muscles to be proportional (with each other, not with her frame, which is actually much smaller than Wolf's despite her approaching his size). She instead works on growing her clitoris which, like the male penises around here, is already dramatically enlarged. It's several feet long, but she likes it round, so it's also thicker than Wolf's knot. Despite her infatuation with it, she doesn't use it much. She actually prefers penetration and rarely stimulates it during sex. Maybe she just likes the way it flops around?\n\n\tSqueak is the one who's changed the most. He had to get new glasses to fit the new shape of his head, which he's only worked on bulking up more since he didn't like how it sank into his neck. He wants his face to stand out more... so it's all but buried in pulsing muscleflesh now. He had his actual skull enlarged as well, making his body even more cartoonish, but still buried it in so much muscle that I have no idea how he can see or hear. But he can! He's needed his snout and ears enlarged on multiple occasions to keep up with the muscle growth, along with reshaping the frames of his glasses to reach around the meat. No one tells him to stop, though. I'm a little worried about him, but I don't want to be that much of a hypocrite, and I think the others are too intimidated. Mute finds it devastatingly hot, so she's not going to say anything. Libra could refuse to serve him, but Squeak has become her toy, of sorts.\n\n\tAs the first of his kind, he's become the official captain of the army's roarer division, and as such, he decided he had to look the part... as if he didn't already look the part. He's taken advantage of his resources as a royal knight and made sure his neck and head muscles were larger and stronger than any of the soldiers', popping them out even further. He also took some Cross Species potions to enable himself to do a proper lion roar. His old screech was devastating enough, but apparently it embarrassed him, so he got Piriahzan to ``fix'' it. It had some side effects. He has feline eyes now and large, sabertooth fangs growing beside his big, rodent incisors. The fangs dig straight down into his neck muscles, so he has to keep the top of his neck bent at a slight angle.\n\n\tJust to be clear, the other roarers don't cum through their mouths. Squeak has gone so overboard with this stuff that he can't avoid cumming whenever he tries to roar, signficantly hindering his ability in real combat. There's nothing against enhancing yourself purely for fetish reasons - I never planned to put him on the front lines, anyway - but every time he takes another one of these potions, he says it's to make him more ``capable.'' Maybe I can convince Libra to have a talk with him...\n\n\tOh, speaking of.\n\n\tI wave over a random servant. ``Get me the head alchemist.''\n\n\tAs I raise my hand to send him away, Goblin licks my armpit. Ah, yes, the ``large group of hyper-femboy sluts'' I mentioned before. There's about two dozen of them around the throne, all made to be constantly oversalivating as they worship my body. Goblin lays along the arm of the chair, the only one with free access to my face, digging his nose and tongue into whatever he can reach. His monolith of a buttplug is too big to allow his body any closer, otherwise he would be.\n\n\tMost of the rest worship my feet. Master and Tozy were relieved from having to constantly be cumming on them, so that I could instead have over a dozen tongues lapping tirelessly over the sensitive flesh. They're very oversensitive: I could cum just from curling them enough times before. Having so many tongues sliding across my arches and between my toes, all at once... it's enough to create quite a feast for whoever's lucky enough to be selected as my receptacle. It helps a lot that they're all so into it. They aren't even using the insulation bubble. They're just digging their faces right into my stinkiest ridges with no protection at all, waiting patiently for me to select them for anal violation.\n\n\tOkay, some magic and alchemy may have been involved. But hey, this is what they signed up for.\n\n\tAbout half of them are beastmen. Among the rest, there are two humans, five goblins, two orcs, and four subrosians. The only real difference between their bodies, however, is height... and skin/fur color. All of them were modified to be skinny, feminine, and flat-chested, even the orcs, then given huge, fat asses. Each ass was to be no smaller in proportion than Mute's or May's (both of which are beyond mammoth in size, even though I usually focus on their even-more-absurd breasts). After each cheek was grown big enough to eclipse the throne, they were fitted into frilly pink panties, pink bras, pink stockings, long pink arm warmers, and any girly jewelry that might look good on them. Then they were choked with tight pink collars and sent to me, where I personally jammed large replicas of my cock deep into their holes. Into their mouths first, to lube it up, then into the ass where it stays.\n\n\tThese replicas are, of course, much smaller than the real thing, but still large enough to be impossible for any normal person to insert. They also come with a convenient knot at the base to keep them in place, and are inlaid with various jewels and chains that hang down out of their cracks. The one Goblin wears isn't one of these replicas. His is a much larger plug he had custom-made after he got used to the biggest one he could find from Beast Kingdom. It's a ridiculously sized brick made of solid gold (not all the way through, of course, since that would be way too heavy). It's missing the realistically-pulsing veins the servants' models have, but it's actually quite a bit larger than the actual head of my cock, because he wants me to be able to ``slip right in'' to my ``perfect sleeve.'' \n\n\tI think the truth is that he's become addicted to stretching. Trust me, I'm already slipping right in whenever he takes that thing out. It doesn't even come close to closing afterwards, either, but he keeps having that plug enlarged just to make himself even looser. I can't afford to grow my cock anymore without risking the other servants, so he's literally stretching himself for no reason. I don't even know of anyone else on this continent with a penis as big as mine*, so he's basically reserved himself to only satisfying himself with progressively larger and larger (and more expensive) toys.\n\n\t*Except the behemoths. Master is bigger than me, but sex with behemoths isn't recommended, no matter how far you've stretched your holes. It's simply not safe. For perspective, if Master ever released the full extent of his beefy sexual energy, he would easily destroy the Orgasm Room. Him cumming on my feet or tossing some volleys across the throne room is him holding back. A lot. I once aspired to be that strong, sexually, myself... but the incident put a stop to that. It really is true that trying to become as powerful as a behemoth only leads to ruin.\n\n\tOh, there is one last step before the sluts are allowed to do what they want with me. They have to take another huge cocktail of potions to make their cock length and their ball density just as ridiculous as their butt measurements.\n\n\tThe end result is a big group of femmy, crossdressing submissives kept permanently hyperaroused by the light choke of their collars, the heavy pressure in their giant balls, the priapism in their excessively long cocks, and the intense, plug-assisted throbbing in their oversensitive, needy prostates. They're essentially caught in a pleasure-cycle even worse than the one Goblin has settled himself into, and they love it.\n\n\tWhat? I pay them. They're not slaves, okay? Before you compare me to Exper, remember, my sluts do this joyfully, and when they talk they aren't creepy and monotone. They're all verified citizens from right here in Lust Kingdom. Whenever I'm not in the throne room, they're allowed to do whatever they want. Yeah, that usually involves bathing in the ass-sweat I leave on the throne seat and eating each other's anal waste for sustenance, but if they wanted to go out and spend all that money, they could! Some of them have families that are living quite comfortably off their salary here, thank you very much.\n\n\tSo as I was saying, most of them spend about fourteen straight hours a day licking my feet, and only licking my feet. They have a very large surface area to cover, after all. The rest are split between worshipping the sides of my butt spilling over the arms of the throne, massaging my balls spilling off the edge of the seat, a couple of guys feeling up my head and body (along with Goblin), and then one lucky guy who has my big, hyper-veiny dick all to himself. He can do what he wants. Sometimes he's standing in front of the throne, digging his whole head straight into my gaping urethra. Sometimes he's hopped up on top of it, massaging it with his whole body. But they all eventually end up the same way: speared on the head of it, completely immobile until I decide to move him up and down with my magic and inflate him into a big, fat balloon with my cum.\n\n\tI end up blowing up between five and fifteen of these guys a day, depending on how many other things are able to distract me from the foot-pleasure. Right now, there's a hyper-butt cat-beastman stuck twitching his sphincter behind the ridge of my glans. He has his buttplug shoved down his throat as he squirms, waiting impatiently for me to give him what he needs. I don't know how he's breathing. His legs are flailing, beating against the side of my cock while his hands tweak his nipples and rub his swollen balls. I go ahead and hilt him so he can cum - the feeling of my massive veins beating throughout his body is more than enough to relieve the pain in his testicles - but I don't want to fill him up until I finish talking to Libra.\n\n\t...\n\n\tLibra: ``Yes, your highness?''\n\n\t``Hail, Libra. I've, uhh... developed a little bit of something over the past few weeks, and I've decided to, uhh... cultivate it.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Ooo~, a new fetish, huh? That's unusual for you. What did you have in mind?''\n\n\t``Do you have anything for... ears???''\n\n\tI don't know what embarrasses me more. Admitting the ear fetish, or having absolutely nobody react to the admission of having an ear fetish. I thought it was kind of freaky, but apparently I'm just a silly goose. So, here I am blushing like a shy little schoolgirl, needlessly signalling that I'm embarrassed even though it wasn't an embarrassing statement.\n\n\tMittens: ``Yeah, you're pretty stupid.''\n\n\tQuiet you!\n\n\tLibra: ``I mean, that's pretty common among long-eared races, so... yeah. Potions like that are so common, they're practically lying around on the street.''\n\n\tOh, fuck off...\n\n\t``Oh, cool, great... go ahead and spike one, then, I'll use it in my private room.''\n\n\tLibra: ``Whoa, really? You haven't used that room in months, I thought you forgot about it.''\n\n\t``I just couldn't think of a good reason to use it before. Go ahead and invite Wolf, too.''\n\n\tGoblin suddenly peers up at me.\n\n\tLibra: ``A-are you sure?''\n\n\t``Yes. Let's make it fun! Lighten up the, uhh, tone in that room a little.''\n\n\tWerewolf: ``Since when do I lighten the tone...?''\n\n\t``Don't worry about it, just be there. Libra will fill you in tonight.''\n\n\tGoblin whispers to me. Goblin: ``I-I, um... I don't really want to go in there again...''\n\n\tI stroke Goblin's back. ``You don't have to. Keep the sluts company, you can play with my ears when I return.''\n\n\tGoblin smiles. Goblin: ``That sounds fun!''\n\n\tLibra bows. Libra: ``Alright.'' She turns to Wolf and bows to him as well (she doesn't have to). ``I'll be expecting you as well, Wolfy. Come and let me... fill you in~.''\n\n\tWith a bit of flair, she exits the throne room, whipping her tail up as she does. I spot Werewolf blush brighter than I think he ever has.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n#25 Too Big Too Soon\n\n\tSqueak: ``MY KING. A CITIZEN REQUESTS ENTRANCE.''\n\n\t``Let them in.''\n\n\tWerewolf walks stiffly over to the door. Slightly distracted, he ends up bumping the door with his humongous mantits before turning to the side and opening it.\n\n\tA hare-beastwoman walks in pushing a covered wheelbarrow. Her clothes, just like the quilt covering the wheelbarrow, is patched together from various filthy rags. She pushes the wheelbarrow to the middle of the throne room, then quickly runs to the front of it and kneels before me. Rather than the normal bow, she gets on her knees and lays her head and hands down on the floor, face down. Why is she-\n\n\tHer voice comes out meek and quiet. She doesn't look at me as she speaks. MotherHare: ``Please. Your highness. I beg you. Please take these children into your care.''\n\n\t``Stand up, woman. There is no need for this.'' I pause for a second, but she doesn't move. I sigh. ``My castle is not a nursery. It is not a safe place for little ones. You may have heard about the few children who live here, but they are only here due to certain... rather strange circumstances.''\n\n\tMotherHare: ``I am sorry, your highness, but the church turned me away.''\n\n\t``What?! Why?!''\n\n\tMotherHare: ``These children have been subjected to dire things. Dire things. When I show them to you, you will understand.''\n\n\t``Show them to me. Is that them, in the wheelbarrow?''\n\n\tShe finally stands up. She still doesn't look at me. MotherHare: ``Yes.''\n\n\tShe grabs a corner of the quilt and whips it off with tears in her eyes. What she reveals is... something that takes me several seconds to comprehend. There are two babies facing each other on either side of the wheelbarrow, one boy and one girl. Their backs are against the wood, yet their bodies are squeezed tightly against each other. I thought May was too big...!\n\n\t``Wolf! Quickly! Get them out of that wheelbarrow!''\n\n\tWerewolf scrambles over to lift one of the kids out of the carriage as gingerly as he can. I help him with magic. Once they're resting on the cum-soaked carpet, the full extent of their plight is understood. Both of their bodies have been expanded into extremely unnatural and unsafe proportions. Proportions thought impossible without losing your mind.\n\n\tThe boy's body is completely dwarfed by his cock and balls. It's easily almost fifteen feet long, thicker than he is tall, and it's flaccid. The girl, likewise, is completely dwarfed by her breasts, each of which can only be properly measured in diameter rather than bust size. Neither child should have those assets developed at all at that age, but it's already been proven that magic and alchemy can bypass such biological restrictions. This is completely insane, though. They would have to have been subjected to incredibly powerful creations, and over a long period of time (since trying to obtain a size like this all at once would have killed them). They're both calm, too... far from the self-destructive pleasure-cycle you would expect from being so hypersexualized. The woman before me isn't a mage, so... that points to so many desensitizers that these leverets likely can't feel anything.\n\n\tI lose my erection, disappointing the cat now hanging upside-down from it.\n\n\t``What is the meaning of this?!''\n\n\tMittens: ``She's innocent! Don't harm her!''\n\n\tI hold a hand in the air. ``Everyone, hold! Don't restrain her. Mittens says she is not at fault.''\n\n\tWerewolf and Squeak were just about to grab her, and Master had stood up. Now that I take a closer look at her, she may not be the children's mother. Her fur is a different color, and her other features are off. Particularly, her feet are much smaller.\n\n\t``Explain yourself.''\n\n\tShe looks down at the kids with pity. MotherHare: ``I knew their parents. Their mothers were obsessed with growth drugs and kept taking them while they were pregnant. When the children were born, they were much larger than normal. Then... the parents... had ideas...''\n\n\tThe woman walks around to the girl and sits on her knees behind her. She strokes the small girl's ears... but she doesn't react.\n\n\tMotherHare: ``I'm an aunt of theirs. I was present at their birth. I visited them on occasion, but I never saw them. Their parents always said they were out in school, or out on a play date, but eventually I suspected something. When I found them... I had to get them out of there. I visited each house in the dead of night and stole them away on this wheelbarrow. When I took them to the church, they said they didn't have the facilities.''\n\n\t``...No, they probably wouldn't. But this is the middle of the day, what happened? And who are these parents?!''\n\n\tShe flinches. MotherHare: ``Th-their parents... are...''\n\n\tMittens: ``Dead.''\n\n\t``I'm sorry.''\n\n\tMotherHare: ``This morning, they...! It wasn't me! Please! I only wanted to help the babies!''\n\n\t``Hold! Hold! You're not in any trouble. I'm sure it's being investigated. From my advisor's reading, you're only deserving of a reward.'' I clap over one of the random servants. ``Fetch some food for them. And clothes.'' I turn back to the woman. ``Now, what happened this morning?''\n\n\tMotherHare: ``Th-this morning... uh... after we left the church, I went to the alcher for shrinkers. They were... more expensive than I thought... and they didn't work.''\n\n\t``They didn't work?? Were the potions faulty?''\n\n\tMotherHare: ``I wouldn't know. I fed them right there at the alcher. He brewed another potion on the spot and gave it to me for free, but it still didn't work.''\n\n\tDamn.\n\n\tMittens: ``That means they forced...''\t\n\n\tThere are only a couple of ways to stop specific alchemical solutions from working on you. One way is demonization. Your new body won't accept most nonsexual changes, including reductions if that was stipulated as part of the ritual (it usually isn't). The other way is a Filter spell. This is a permanent spell that warps a specific material into something else if it enters your body. The ``something else'' usually being something benign like water. While seemingly safe, it creates an uncomfortable ``presence'' in the back of your mouth that never goes away. It also tends to warp similar materials rather than just the target material, making way for undefined behavior unless the subject of the spell is fed only specific things. Due to the spell's small size and position inside the body, it's also very difficult to dispel without surgery. Since the leverets clearly aren't half-demons, that means the spell must have been cast on both of them. Just to stop them from ever becoming smaller.\n\n\tMittens: ``I could dispel it with time, but it will take me a while to pinpoint exactly where the cast lies.''\n\n\tTo think someone could do this to children. Newborns. They aren't rakers, like Tozy. Simple beastmen don't react the way he would. They're not horny, they're not anything. They're just looking around, no idea what the fuck is going on.\n\n\t``The parents seem to have cast a spell on them to stop reductions from working. I'm very sorry that you all were put through this. You did good. When you see terrible acts like this, you should take action. What is your name?''\n\n\tMotherHare: ``Linda.''\n\n\tThe servant returns with the food and clothes, so I direct him to the woman. ``Linda. We in the castle will take these children into our care. It will take time, but we will heal them, and you are welcome to visit them within the castle whenever you please.''\n\n\tShe accepts the clothing, put doesn't put them on. Linda: ``Th-thank you.'' Abruptly, she turns to leave.\n\n\t``Hey!''\n\n\tShe jumps and turns around, looking at me for the first time.\n\n\t``Expect a gift unto your house by tomorrow's end! And please... don't do anything to disappoint these children. You are their hero, remember that.''\n\n\tShe seems to catch my meaning. Linda: ``Y-y-yes...'' She does a proper bow. ``I will visit them as often as I can.''\n\n\tAs she leaves, a couple of random servants kneel down to feed the toddlers normal baby food. I feel like I should stop them, given we don't know what the Filter will do to the food, but if Mittens isn't saying anything, it's probably fine. ...We don't really have a good room in the castle for them, though. I guess I'll have to get the magicians on that. ...Man, they are really huge.\n\n\tUgh, maybe I should turn in early for the day. Not that that means anything. All I do is close my eyes...\n\n\tMittens: ``I'm going-''\n\n\tI jump up. It occurs to me that I don't even know why I'm so tired.\n\n\tMittens: ``-to work with the kids in the late evenings to get those Filters out. So, I probably won't be around if you're doing anything at that hour, like the private room. Go ahead and get some sleep, I already told one of the servants to fetch the magicians. We got it from here, boss.''\n\n\tAw, thanks... Mittens...\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nMorning Intermission\n\n\t(abrupt end)\n\n",
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\tI'm sitting in my throne room, wearing my crown, surrounded by all of my favorite ``guards''. Master... bending and deforming his thick platemail with every breath as his muscles heave in and out. Tozy... trying to act tough, his ``spear'' constantly at the ready to defend my honor. Mittens and Goblin... kneeling ``beside'' my throne as my most intelligent ``advisors''. Lining the hall leading up to me, my first and last line of defense, are my sentinels. Werewolf... struggling to keep his knightly arms folded firmly across his chest as he gazes at newcomers. Pea and Sissy... always standing a little bit too close to each other, but always dependable nonetheless. Finally, there was Squeak... blushing profusely behind his glasses, unsure of why he was here, but always the first to alert me to danger.
\tAs an imp, my body fills the seat of the throne entirely with ass and balls, while my spindly legs and fatty torso simply float on top of them. My bare, naked feet hang down, far too big for the king's chair, but far too heavy to go unsupported. My advisors, my trusted friends, hold their immense weight comfortably aloft as voluntary tributes to their lord. In this chamber of utmost safety, I wield my ``scepter'' and bequeath royal decrees.
Actual Guards:
\tMaster, Tozy, Pea, Sissy
Advisors:
\tMittens, Gobbo
Gatekeepers:
\tWerewolf, Squeak
\tAh yes, I forgot to mention. Everyone is cumming. Everyone here is cumming all the time. Except me. Master and Tozy bathe my massive, naked feet with fresh, continuous arcs of semen without moving an inch from their posts, while Mittens and Goblin create a tasteful, unending waterfall down the steps in front of my throne. Pea and Sissy send grand arches of fluids over the red carpet leading through the middle of the room. Werewolf and Squeak support themselves on pillars as they moan and cum, hands-free, through the very portholes they're supposed to be watching through.
\tI, however, remain mostly dry. As the king, I spill my cum only for particular events, such as esteemed guests. My body otherwise bathes only in sweat, even in the rather cool temperature of the throne room. Every inch of my feet not pouring with the cum of my vassals is pouring with the sweat of my hard work. My balls, spilling slightly over the edge of the seat, work with my butt in producing a waterfall of sweat droplets that pool under my advisors' knees. The smell may tantalize them, but they must keep my feet in position.
\tTo gain audience with me, the many citizens of my kingdom, and some from other kingdoms, must first consult with one of my watchmen. They are tasked with analyzing them and announcing whether they should be allowed in or not. It doesn't matter which one... which, I admit, is a questionable choice, because they usually go for Squeak. He's very easily intimidated, to the point where he's never denied anyone admittance. Of course, I allow this, since my days would be far too boring otherwise...
\tSqueak: ``My liege. A citizen approaches with a request.''
\t``Let them in.''
\tWerewolf moves stiffly but, as always, succesfully opens the royal gate.
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#1 Subrosian Muscle
\tA short, fully-robed subrosian man enters. The robe does very little to conceal anything besides his face, as the sheer size of his shortstack muscles stretch the fabric to its limits across every inch of his body. He must be a beneficiary of my recent Steroid Decree. My cock rises slightly from his appearance, but I try to otherwise keep my approval in check. What does he need?
\tSubrosian: ``My lord.'' He bows. ``My people are very grateful for your support and the influx of special supplies to improve our way of life.''
\t``You're welcome. I've been told you have a new request?''
\tSubrosian: ``It is a small thing, but... our increasing... size has, umm... made modesty a bit more difficult than we imagined. We know clothing is somewhat rare among the rest of the kingdom, but we were hoping, ahh... you might spare... additional coin... for fabric, yes?''
\t``Hmm... yes, I can see how bursting from your robes might present a problem. Are you sure you can't simply live without them? I understand you didn't actually ask for these improvements, but don't you enjoy them?''
\tSubrosian: ``Of course, sire! Of course! We all enjoy them! But you must understand, the robes are our culture. Gazing upon the uncovered flesh of our fellow neighbors is... it isn't something we can abide that easily. Some approve, but most do not. We have prepared a petition-''
\t``A PETITION?!'' My eyes widen.
\tSubrosian: ``Y-y-y-y-yes, a p-petition, sire! I-it's just to show you the numbers, I swear it! We do not question your rule! W-we would never!''
\t``Sorry, yes, my apologies. Master, stand down.''
\tMaster had taken a step towards the poor man, sensing displeasure in the way I addressed him. If I were to give the word, this citizen would cease to exist in an instant. He stifles a growl when I tell him it's fine, but he steps back to his post.
\t``I overreacted there. Let me see this... `petition'.'' The subrosian hands Sissy a box, who ``hands'' it to me. I don't question the box, as its likely just shielding the paper inside from the incessent cum flying around the room. I open the box to find a scroll, then unwrap the scroll to read the names. I don't actually recognize most of them, but they seem like subrosian names...
\t``Mittens, what do you think?'' I throw the paper forward whimsically and Mittens uses magic to levitate it down to his eye level.
\tMittens: ``These are all real names, sir, that much is clear. These are not signatures, so they could be forged... but I sense no ill-intent from this man. Knowing the population of subrosians on the outskirts of the kingdom, it seems the majority really do desire to keep their robes intact.''
\t``Hmm... Tozy, how are the royal coffers doing?''
\tTozy: ``W-what? O-oh! Umm... the people on the other side of the wall paid those tass-es you ass-ed for... so... umm... we have uhh... more than... you said we're supposed to have... I think.''
\tI sigh. ``Well, I see no argument. Except... how soon do you need this fabric, exactly?''
\tSubrosian: ``Uh... t-today... if possible...''
\t``That soon?? I made that steroid decree only about a week prior, they aren't working that fast, are they?''
\tSubrosian: ``I'm afraid they are. Many of us have already ripped our clothes and have no suitable replacements. I, myself, needed to borrow this robe just to make this walk to the castle. It was... the largest robe we could make... and yet...'' His blush can be seen through the shadow of his stretched-tight hood. ``...and yet... it feels as if it's going to rip apart at any moment... hff...''
\t``Hmm... show me.''
\tSubrosian: ``W-what?''
\t``Show me how fast it's happening. If you can rip apart that robe, I'll send you home with a mountain of gold right now, and I'll make sure your people have all the fabric you need.''
\tSubrosian: ``B-b-but-b-but-then I'll b-be naked!''
\t``I assume the comfort of your people is more important than that. Come on, I don't have all day.'' I brazenly begin stroking myself as I wait for his reply.
\tThe man looks down and takes a moment to steel himself. After a second, his look goes from worried helplessness to aggressive determination. Okay, he thinks. This is for all of us. Steroids, do your job. I won't resist anymore! Grow! GROW!
\tHe starts flexing as hard as he can, focusing on his chest. They explode with definition... then, to my pleasant surprise, they visibly grow. His pecs slowly expand, further stretching his tight robe until it looks like it can't take anymore... but apparently it can, since it doesn't rip. Frustration quickly mounts as he bares his teeth and flexes more of his body. His biceps balloon in his sleeves until a groaning sound can be heard... and it's unclear whether it's coming from the sleeves or his muscles, but the sleeves don't come open. Clearly, he didn't have much faith in the sewing skills of whoever put that robe together, since he began to get audibly angry at his inability to tear it open. He begins flexing everything, from his back to his abs, down to his thighs and calves. Everything swells up, putting heavy pressure on the material until it was practically hugging individual striations, flattened thinner than his skin must have been with all of that muscle under it... but someone must have enchanted that robe with something because it's not breaking. Perhaps his friends at home wanted to make doubly sure it wouldn't rip?
\tI'm not a complete asshole. I'm about to stop him, lest he hurt himself... but that's when I see something else begin to swell under his robe. The muscles were starting to get to him; he probably couldn't stop flexing even if he wanted to. His penis was pretty sizeable for a citizen. That is, extremely small compared to those closer to my domain, particularly those present in my throne room, but quite large for a natural person. It erects to its full length quickly, stuck pointing downwards as what looks to be about 9 inches struggles against the taut barrier of the robe. The subrosian suddenly starts half-moaning, half-screaming as he throws all of his energy, now sexual energy, into trying to flex himself out of the robe, moving to a double-bicep pose to focus on his arms... but the robe stays firm.
\tHe had stopped growing for now, having reached his current max size until the next injection. Impressive. He was easily a full 2... maybe 3 times thicker than he was when he entered the room. Those steroids are much more potent than I thought they were... wonderful! Well, then, let us continue...
\t``Mittens.''
\tMittens: ``Yes, sir.'' Mittens mutters something under his breath.
\tIn an instant, the spell holding the robe together dissipated, signalled by ghostly green glass falling to the ground. The robe itself, of course, wouldn't get that luxury. Hyperstretched by hypermuscles, the robe instantly exploded in every direction, freeing the bulging, throbbing muscles from their prison and displaying his pristine, pitch-black skin. As if in celebration, his body seemed to expand a little bigger, and his newly freed cock instantly began shooting cum as it jumped forward.
\tMaster, Werewolf, Pea, Goblin, and Squeak all cum, too. Well, harder than they were. Master, for instance, cums hard enough to hit the front door, missing my feet completely. They all only barely avoid hitting the citizen in the middle of the room, something I made clear was off-limits unless I say otherwise. Not because I want them to stay clean, necessarily... just walking into the throne room is enough to have the stink of my feet on you for days after leaving, even if you never approach me. No, it's because the force of ejaculation from any of my closest guards, even Mittens, is enough to cause serious harm. Tozy, especially, can easily kill a man with the laser-like jet of his orgasm, even at his young age.
\tThe subrosian citizen, unaffected by the various growth spells and special drugs those of us in the throne room were, was able to come down from his musclegasm in a normal amount of time. The hood from his robe was the only thing still sticking to his body, continuing to conceal his face in that strange way only subrosians are. The rest of him, though... completely nude from the neck down.
\tSubrosian: ``Hhh... hhh... hhhh... hh... hhh... hhh-uh... mmm-oh... o-OH!''
\tIt took several seconds for him to calm down enough to put his arms down... and then several more seconds before he remembered that he's standing in front of the king. Instantly flustered, he attempts to cover his giant, half-hard cock with his hands. Even with hands that big, they weren't going to conceal 11 inches that thick.
\t``Good show.'' I continue stroking myself, nowhere near climax, but enjoying myself regardless. ``It seems you're right, you do need clothing as soon as possible. Go with Tozy, he will show you the way to my treasurer to work out the details.''
\tSubrosian: ``Y-yes, sire! Yes, thank you! Thank you!''
\tThe man shuffles out of the room. Embarrassed, perhaps, but by no means emasculated.
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#2 Foreign Diplomat
\tWerewolf: ``My king. A foreign diplomat approaches. I don't recognize him... or his clothes.''
\t``A new dynasty, perhaps? Let him in.''
\tWerewolf moves even more stiffly than before - a result of his still-ongoing orgasm from the subrosian's little show inflating his muscles a bit - but he still opens the gate before too much time is wasted.
\tA tall, excessively-femmy bunny-beastman enters... wearing a long feminine loincloth skirt... and a gas mask. He is definitely new to my kingdom. I let it pass, as his body language suggests that he has some kind of complaint. I can't help but smile. What does he think he's going to do? Four other bunnies enter with him, wearing actual armor along with their gas masks, and carrying machine guns. Completely useless protections, but it's the thought that counts, right? Sometimes you just want to make a statement.
\t``Hehehehehehe hahaha... guards! Leave us.''
\tEveryone leaves the throne room, including my advisors, leaving the heavy weight of my feet to slump down and cause my legs to squash down into my balls.
\tDiplomat: ``A bold move... `King' ________. My name is Legging, I am the new prime advisor to the king of beastmen.''
\t``Yes, yes, whatever. You have committed multiple transgressions already, beast, what is your purpose here? Tell me why I haven't already thrown you out of my kingdom.''
\tLegging: ``Your kingdom?! Whatever you think you have, it's in shambles! Everywhere I turn, there's nothing but distorted monstrosities fucking each other or themselves in the streets! There's no work getting done here. Do you even have a standing army? We beastmen could take this from you any time we want.'' He swings his massive hips as he talks, causing the loincloth to briefly outline two extremely large orbs.
\t``Ah, so you are here to threaten me? If the beast king is so confident that he owns my soil, why does he send only his concubine to deliver the message? Have those bent dog-legs of his stopped working?''
\tHis soldiers level their guns at me. Legging: ``Watch your mouth, demon. Our soldiers could wipe this castle clean before that little tail of yours could tuck between your legs.''
\t``Ah hah, I'm sure. So, is that the official message from the beast king, then?''
\tLegging: ``...Yes. You better show some respect. We expect regular gifts from you, or relations between our two... `kingdoms', will devolve into war. Not that it will be much of a war.'' He swings his hips again, then rests a hand on the 90-degree-angle shelf caused by their sheer width.
\t``Alright. Unfortunately... Legging? Was that your name?''
\tLegging: ``Yes, and remember I am the prime advisor to the king! I have complete diplomatic immunity, you shan't lay a single hand on me.''
\t``Unfortunately, you have been tricked. King Exper and I have always been on very good terms, and I have no reason to believe our relationship has soured. Do not worry, though. He will receive his gift.'' I raise a hand, using magic to simultaneously open the gate, disarm his soldiers, and throw them out of the door.
\tThe sudden look of fear on the bunny's face says it all. He had no idea what I was capable of. King Exper didn't warn him at all. Oddly cruel of him... but no matter.
\tLegging: ``W-wha-?! What is the meaning of this?! Y-you monster! You will not get away with this! My king will-''
\t``Your king made a wide-hipped, big-butt fuckbunny his `prime advisor', and then immediately sent them to me unprepared and full of sass.'' I levitate Legging slowly closer to me. ``You don't have to think very hard to figure it out.''
\tHis guards were outside banging on the door trying to get back in. One of them runs over to the viewports to get a better look at what was happening to their advisor... but his reaction wasn't exactly panic. He tells the other guys and they all immediately remove their gas masks and move to the windows, two on each side, eyes wide, mouths agape, at the sight of the rather extreme penetration their escortee was about to experience.
\tLegging: ``No. N-no, please! Th-this will mean war! You hear me?! K-King Exper will not allow this!''
\t``Yes he will. Come on. Relax... and open up that ass of yours.''
\tAt this point he was floating right over me, so close that his gas mask couldn't possibly be working. He probably thinks it will be worse if he takes it off.
\tI turn him around... to find that his skirt didn't even have a back on it. His guards must have been enjoying the view. I take in the sights of the professionally hand-picked, possibly-hand-molded mountains of his butt and backsack. Not only are his balls big enough to stretch his scrotum all the way past his knees with pure, round testicle meat, but they also hide his cock completely. His buttcheeks jiggled softly in the air, even with no real movement. I had already noted that they were big enough to be seen from the front, but to have their full mass hanging right over you... wow. I do definitely have to pay Exper back for this. My titanic girth slowly erects to about 50%, not much bigger than... his entire body.
\t*much buttsex ensues*
\tI float my crown back where it belongs and resume my position back on the throne with a resounding, sweat-soaked splat. With a winded wave of my hand, I re-open the gate to allow his guards back in. It takes a frantic moment for them to get their pants back on before shuffling into the room with a worried look on their faces. They don't even bother with the guns. They simply pick up Legging's passed-out body, covered completely in his own cum, and make a hasty exit.
\t``You can come back in.''
\tI don't have to say it very loudly. Either Tozy or Mittens will hear me regardless and inform the others. The sound of a stampede echoes through the room, mostly due to Master and Pea stomping back to their assigned posts. I stop Werewolf as he passes by.
\t``Wolf, gather these guns and give them to my treasurer. Tell him we must prepare some sort of gift for King Exper of the Beast Kingdom. Non-monetary. He should direct it to the necessary department.''
\tWerewolf bows. He carefully gathers all of the guns in just one hand then leaves the room.
\t``Such a busy day...''
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#3 Castle Laws
\tI see Squeak frivolously shaking his head at someone on the other side of the door. Was he actually refusing someone entrance for once? That's new...
\tJust then, one of the side doors of the room open. It's Werewolf, but he looks somewhat distressed. He's hanging halfway inside the room.
\tWerewolf: ``My king, there is some trouble among your servants. You may want to deal with this yourself. I fear that it may be indicative of a larger problem in the castle. I have them here, if it pleases you?''
\t``Sure, I will address them. What is the dispute?''
\tWerewolf replies with a grunt, then walks in carrying not two, but three of my servants in his other hand. Two of them are male goblins, the third is a female cow-beast. He roughly drops them onto the carpet in front of me, then walks back to his post at the windows.
\t``Alright, what seems to be the problem. You three are disturbing my sentinel with your charades.''
\tGob1: ``He was trying to stick it up-''
\tGob2: ``No, he was trying to stick it up-''
\tCow: ``That one was trying to stick it up-''
\tGob2: ``But he's only supposed to stick it up-''
\tGob1: ``I swear I wasn't sticking it up-''
\tCow: ``You deny you were trying to stick it up-''
\t``QUIET!''
\tAll three of them jump, suddenly remembering that they are addressing the king. I point to goblin #2 and ask him to explain (I don't personally hire most of my servants, so forgive me for not knowing their names).
\tGob2: ``S-s-sorry, sire. He and I are... together. I just found him in a closet with this woman, trying to stick it up there.'' He points at Gob1's penis.
\tI sigh. ``Is your relationship in writing?''
\tGob2: ``Wr-writing?'' His large ears suddenly droop.
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\tGob1 suddenly perks up, then speaks up. ``Eh, uh, no, sire. We don't know how to write.''
\t``Do you at least acknowledge that you are with him?''
\tGob1: ``Yes, sire... b-but this isn't what it looks like! I wasn't trying to stick it up there!''
\t``Cow-woman. What is your account of the events? Why were you in a closet?''
\tCow: ``I-, we-, I-... I thought he was attracted to me! He didn't resist when I led him into the closet-''
\t``So you were the one who led him into the closet. Are you aware of the rules inside of this castle?''
\tCow: ``I-I-uh...''
\t``Are any of you aware of the rules inside this castle?''
\tGob1: ``Well, I-... you see, uhh...''
\tGob2 simply avoids eye contact.
\t``Ugh, it seems Wolf was right. There is a larger problem.''
\tI sense confusion among the servants. Probably questioning why I'm focusing so much on the fact that they were in a closet.
\t``Tozy, go and bring me my rulebook.''
\tTozy: ``Yes, ma'am!'' He says that sometimes.
\t``Let me make this clear. There should be none of this drama. If the relationship isn't set in stone, then she is allowed to do whatever she wants with either one of you. Use your leisure time to learn how to sign your own names if you must.''
\tThe two men hang their heads. Gob2 looks at Gob1 out of the corner of his eye.
\t``You two, however, have broken the law. Punishment is necessary.'' I point at goblin #1 and the cow-beast.
\tFear suddenly comes over their faces.
\tTozy comes back with a large, brown book. ``Here you are, your highness!''
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\tMittens uses his magic to float the book into my hands.
\t``Calm down, your punishment will be quite light. I will simply be teaching you to obey the rules. I will go over them once again.
First law among my servants: Do what I say.
Second law among my servants: Seek as much pleasure within yourself as is possible without forsaking your duties.
Third law among my servants: Seek as much pleasure within others as is possible without forsaking your duties. You may not initiate the seeking of pleasure in those of a higher position than yourself.
Fourth law among my servants: If you must choose between delaying your duties, and experiencing less pleasure, always choose to delay your duties. Pleasure always comes first.
Fifth law among my servants: Some part of you must be measurably larger by the end of each month. Consult any royal magician, chemist, or alchemist if you cannot manage this on your own.
Sixth law among my servants: Rape is not only tolerated, but encouraged. If someone of an equal or higher position forces themselves onto you, you will receive no recourse.
Seventh law among my servants: Hiding your pleasure is not tolerated. All pleasurable activities must happen in public areas.
Eighth law among my servants: Silencing your pleasure is not tolerated. All types of gags other than genitalia are forbidden on castle grounds, and hands or paws must never be held over anyone's mouth during a pleasurable activity.
Ninth law among my servants: Monogamous relationships are tolerated. The coupling must be in writing and agreed upon by both individuals. Once done, all others that are not of a higher position than both members of the couple must respect their decision.'' I look up from the book... it's immediately clear that none of them were paying attention to what I was saying. I slam the book closed to regain their attention.
\tAll three of them suddenly jump.
\t``Can any of you tell me which law you broke?''
\tEach of them looks at the other two. Tension mounts.
\tI sigh once again. ``Tozy, escort these three to the dominatrix. Tell her these servants need to learn about the seventh law.''
\tTozy: ``Ooooo, yes ma'am! Come here, servies!''
\tThey walk slowly out of the room, led by the small child that far outranked them, a mixture of hopelessness and excitement on their faces. Hopefully, their screams will help teach my other servants about my laws, as well.
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#4 Attack on Tozy
\t``Relax pose.''
\tMittens and Goblin shift my feet inwards, bending my knees. I spread my legs so that my soles are facing each other, then the two of them slide from my heels closer to my toes to provide better support. They then bring my feet together. I simply adore the feeling of my feet rubbing against each other. As I lean back and let loose a pleasured sigh, I hear the telltale signs of my advisors making love. The odor gets intense that close to the toes, so my footstools tend to get particularly frisky when I assume this position. I close my eyes and let the feelings and sounds wash over me as I lean back into the sweaty, burgeoning flesh of my own ass. Fantastic.
\tSqueak: ``My lord, someone-!''
\tJust then, the front door to the throne is smashed open, removing one side completely from its hinges.
\tMy advisors stay put and Squeak runs away while the rest of my guards rush to subdue the intruder. All of them are held back by extremely powerful magic as the intruder continues moving forward across the red carpet. Master steps in. The might of canine behemoths is not purely physical. With a gutteral howl, the intruder is silenced, and a beefy paw slams down on them.
\tThroughout this, my eyes remained closed. I have the utmost faith in my underlings.
\tI sigh. ``Is he alone?''
\tWerewolf: ``Yes, master. It's a she.''
\tMy eyes open. ``Oh, really, now? It's a she... yet apparently she woke up this morning with balls. Bring her to me.''
\tMaster removes his paw from her body. Werewolf picks up the crumpled, flattened creature and brings her forward. Mittens, ever-ready despite his fevered romance with Goblin, heals her with his magic. With the blood gone, I'm able to make out what she is: a human woman. I smack her with my hand to wake her up. It takes a few moments, but she immediately brings her hands to her nose in revulsion due to her proximity to my feet.
\t``Oh, the smell can be far worse, I assure you. What is this, a suicide mission? Who sent you?''
\tAssassin: ``Just kill me, demon. You will get nothing from me.''
\t``You've already been killed once, cur. Do you want to die again? How about a dozen more times?''
\tAssassin: ``Do your worst.''
\t``I will.'' I look to Squeak, cowering in the corner. ``Squeak, go find Tozy, will you?''
\tSqueak: ``Uh, y-y-yes, m'lord...'' He all but sprints to the nearest door.
\t``Wolf, go and support the western watchtower. Quickly. Master, go with him. Kill anyone who looks suspicious. Pea, Sissy, go to the midwestern watchtower and report back to me any abnormalities. Make sure you all use your own eyes, don't trust what the guard says. Even the chief.''
\tWerewolf drops the human on top of my feet. Then him, Master, Pea, and Sissy take a deep bow and leave to perform their duties.
\tThe woman immediately gags from the stench of my soles and scrambles to jump down from them. Assassin: ``...how did you know?''
\t``It was obvious. You're a poor distraction. No one attacks the throne from the front, that's foolhardy. Now, then, I'm going to give you a choice.''
\tAssassin: ``You are in no position to give me choices!'' She produces a knife from one of her pockets.
\tI simply continue talking. ``You can tell me what you know now, and I'll let you walk right out of this room. Stripped of course. Or, you can go to my dungeon, and true demons can rip you apart again and again until your soul's memory gives us the information anyway.''
\tShe takes a jab with the knife, but Mittens's magic barrier breaks it in two.
\t``If you disbelieve that we can go that far, I'd be glad to give you a taste~.''
\tShe throws the knife hilt on the ground. Assassin: ``You're a poor liar, demon. You don't have that power.''
\tMy eyes glow a dark, demonic black for a second, instantly creating a small portal to hell on the ground next to her. A large tentacle erupts from it, curiously feeling around the area. I thought a lesser imp would pop out or something, but a tentacle works, too.
\tHer eyes go wide. Assassin: ``This is-! Th-this is a trick!''
\tI summon two more portals around the same area, and two more tentacles writhe through the holes.
\tAssassin: ``No... no, it's an illusion. It's not real!'' Her nipples begin to tent her top.
\tI give her a small magic nudge closer to the tentacles, close enough for one of them to grab her.
\tAs soon as one of the tentacles feels her leg, it wraps around it and pulls. The way her leg bends looks painful as the beast on the other side attempts to pull her through the hole. Fortunately, the hole is just big enough for her lower leg to slip through. Not her whole body.
\tAssassin: ``STOP! STOP! STOP, PLEASE! I'LL TELL YOU! I'LL TELL YOU! AAAAHH!''
\t``Mittens.''
\tWithout a single sound, a magic blade perfectly slices the tentacle off. A roaring sound can be heard from the other side of the portal.
\tThe woman frantically pulls her leg out the hole. Her foot has been singed black.
\tAs soon as I see that she's free, my eyes glow black again, and I close all of the portals around her. The other tentacles are instantly severed.
\tI watch her for a moment with pity, clutching her burned leg in pain. Despite looking like one, I'm not actually a demon. I used to be human. I may dabble in the dark arts, but that doesn't mean I enjoy seeing people suffer.
\t``Mittens, heal her.''
\tThe sound of sucking and moaning under my feet doesn't cease for a moment. A green wave surrounds her leg, restoring it to its previous relative-beauty. That leg of her pants, however, remains gone.
\t``Who sent you?''
\tShe stays on the ground, still hugging her leg, and talks without raising her head. Assassin: ``I was sent as a mercenary from the Kingdom of Stars. I am disposable. They are planning an attack on the west gate, with distractions here and at the east gate. That is all I know. I was told nothing of their other plans or the makeup of their forces.''
\t``Mittens?''
\tA wet, breathy *mmlagh* sound is heard right before he talks. Mittens: ``She tells the truth.''
\t``Alright. Remove your clothes and you may leave.''
\tWith the utmost shame, she quietly discards her clothing and weapons, then walks slowly out of the broken remains of the front door.
\tI see her pass Pea and Sissy on her way out. They shoot her a puzzled look, but she ignores them and keeps walking.
\tPea: ``Sire! There is trouble at the east gate!''
\t``Ignore it. The guards will handle it. Go and support the west gate. Both of you. If you see Wolf, tell him to break off from Master and go to the north gate.''
\tPea: ``Yes, sire!'' They speed off towards the west gate with a hint of glee on their faces, expecting some action.
\tSqueak returns with Tozy. Squeak is out of breath and covered head-to-toe in cum. Tozy looks punch-drunk. I don't question what happened. They probably got mixed up at the dominatrix. I told her that Tozy isn't allowed to join in those ``festivities'', but Tozy probably ``forces'' himself in. He technically outranks her.
\tSqueak: ``H-here... hhh-here he is... hhh... sire... oh my god...'' He mutters it while cleaning the cum off his glasses, probably still recoiling from whatever Tozy was doing back there. He continues saying it some more after he puts them back on and gets an eyefull of the massive severed tentacles and discarded clothes in the throne room.
\tTozy: ``Yyyyyyoooou uhhhhhh, wanted to see... me? Master???''
\t``Took you two long enough. Tozy, get your head straight. We're under attack.''
\tTozy's cock suddenly gets about 5 times harder. Tozy: ``Whoa, really?! Um...! What do I do?!''
\t``Come to me. You're to defend me in case anything else happens here. ...don't worry, Squeak, you will be safe. Just watch the door. Your alarm can mean the difference between life and death, understand?''
\tSqueak: ``*squeaks* Yes, sir! I understand!'' He sprints over to the ruined door and peeks his head out, watching for anyone coming up to the castle.
\tTozy, meanwhile, raises his arms and does an amazingly-high jump up the throne. I grab him by his ridiculously-large cock and sit him on my lap, facing away. Spooning, basically. Tozy: ``Ready, master!'' Perhaps a little too happy considering his life could be in danger, but I'd never let anything happen to him.
\tI begin softly pumping Tozy's penis, causing him to cum just a little bit harder. The idea is to use him as an emergency gunpowder rifle, since his real orgasm... well, it's powerful enough to be used that way. Even Mittens's magic barrier, the strongest I've ever seen, can be pierced by Tozy's ejaculation. Not only that, but I ordered the house sorcerers and alchemists to work on making Tozy's cum muscles even stronger (the research could likely be generalized to the broader population). If they've been as successful as they've been telling me, Tozy should be able to cum hard enough to reach the edge of the kingdom by now.
\tI reach down to the base of the little boy's cock to see if it feels different from last time. It does. His groin seems to be bulging out more than before, and it's absolutely rock hard. His pelvic muscles were so grotesquely oversized that I could actually feel the striations pulsing through the surface of his skin. What the heck did they give him? This seems more extreme than they were telling me. ``This potion simulates the gains from doing ten-thousand kegels and reverse-kegels'', they told me. I should have asked for more details. I don't care how many kegels you do, you're not going to end up with bulging groin muscles firing cum into space.
\tI'm not angry about it, just... when they started developing stuff this strong, where the fuck was my dosage?! I know I said I wanted to wait until they had something mass-produceable, but I wasn't serious...
\tFortunately, there wasn't anyone around to see me pouting. That kind of behavior is below someone of my esteemed placement. ...I wipe a tear from my eye. I'll request a ``sample'' of their work tonight. There are more important matters to attend to.
\t...
\tA few hours pass... Tozy gets restless, but I order him to wait. An explosion is heard coming from the west. I see some citizens begin to panic and head east.
\t...
\tAfter two more hours, Werewolf returns.
\tHe approaches me and kneels. Werewolf: ``Alpha. The north gate has been quiet. I assisted the east gate against your orders, but the soldiers were having trouble. Pea sought me out from the west gate to say that Master has dispatched the Stars forces. They are staying at the watchtower for now.''
\t``I allow your disobediance. We will simply need to train the soldiers better. Very good. Keep watch. Squeak!''
\tSqueak was sitting cross-legged at the door. Werewolf had to step over him to get in. Squeak didn't react to his approach, so he might have fallen asleep. I send a magic slap.
\tSqueak: ``Agh! What?! Where?!''
\t``Squeak, Wolf will take over for now. Go and rest, we will require your services overnight.''
\tSqueak: ``U-uh, yes, sire.'' Squeak adjusts his specs as he sleepily exits the room towards his personal quarters.
\tIt's going to be a long night... for them. I need my beauty sleep. I begin to doze off in the throne (I sleep in it, hence why it stinks so bad), but I remember Tozy is still in my lap.
\tHe's been perfectly edged for the past five or so hours, but no one has tried to attack me, so... by this point, his internal balls are past blue and well into purple. Drool runs from his mouth, his teeth grit and grinding in pent-up frustration, his mind overloaded by simultaneously experiencing and needing too much pleasure for too long. His gigantic, multiple-foot-long railgun thumps rhythmically with the force of his overgrown, overtight root muscles.
\tI go ahead and aim it at the still-attached side of the door. No use breaking anything that isn't going to be replaced anyway. I tell Tozy he's allowed to cum. Before I even finish the sentence, his tiny little hands are like a blur... and so are mine. Let's get this beast off quickly so I can get to sleep.
\tTozy: ``Rrrrrgh-nghyes, yes, yes, yes, YES, YES, YES, YES! AAA~''
\tTozy screams so loudly that I can actually see the muscles in his neck straining. It's so loud, actually, that I quietly hope that my men don't rush to the castle, thinking I'm in trouble. With a scream like that, they'll think I've been assassinated! It doesn't help that our voices don't sound too far off from each other; his small-child scream could conceivably be confused for that of mine.
\tI'm broken from this flight of fancy by Tozy's cumshot. By God, it truly does fire with the force of a cannon... the door is annihilated... hopefully no one was in the way of the splinters... that's when I remember that what I'm holding is a penis, a hyper one in fact. It's not going to fire just once.
\tHis second shot fires out the door and keeps going... and going... and going... and going... Jesus. A perfectly straight, unbroken line of cum extends from the tip of Tozy's penis for so long, it looks like a physics-defying statue. It isn't until Tozy begins to buck his hips that the line wavers, and I see it cut clear through the stone above the doorway. Holy shit.
\tTozy removes his hands from his cock and reaches back to clutch at my head and chest, pulling as if trying to escape his own orgasm. Looking down, his whole body was flushed red. His tongue was hanging from his mouth and he was hyperventilating. He looks and sounds afraid.
\tTozy: ``I-I can't! I can't stop! I can't stop! I-I feel another! Master, another onE iS COMING! H-HELP ME!''
\tThere's about a half-second lull between his second shot ending and his third shot starting. I think about how fortunate I am that there's nothing but ocean located north of my kingdom, because I could have seriously been sniping someone right now. I can't even see where any of the liquid begins to drop. How is it possibly able to keep a continuous stream like that for this long? That doesn't make any s-
\tWerewolf: ``Mittens, can't you do something?!''
\tMittens can be heard purring between Tozy's screams. ``Oh? Oh. Yeh, lemme just...''
\tWas he sleeping? How was he able to sleep at a time like this? One of these days, I have to figure out just what manner of sorcerer Mittens really is. Regardless, I see a purple haze surround Tozy's head and pelvis. I can't tell exactly what the spell was, but Tozy immediately began to calm down. The thin stream of laser-cum slowly begins to obey gravity, no doubt raining on a few unlucky chaps as the jet retreats back into the throne room. Tozy's body relaxes at the same time, his arms falling limp as he falls immediately into a deep slumber.
\tI look up at Werewolf, intending to thank him, only to see him laying flat on the ground with his hands over his head. He must have hit the deck when the door came off, lest an errant strand cause his undue beheading.
\t``Wolf! My friend! It's over!'' I suddenly feel a little slaphappy. ``Goodness, thank you, both of you. Mittens receives his reward every day, but you, Wolf. For you, I have something special in mind.''
\tWerewolf picks himself up off the floor, eyeing me warily... but hopefully. He can't tell if I'm serious, or if I'm about to slap him with random dungeon duty. I've done that before. Werewolf: ``Ahem... yes, your highness?''
\t``For the next two days, you are relieved from duty. Just remember to send the bill to our treasurer, hahahahaha!''
\tWerewolf cracks a rare smile. Extra-rare when he's not drunk. Werewolf: ``Eh...? Heh... thank you. Thank you, your highness.''
\t``In fact, I'll be fine. Take off now, get some sleep. Wake up Squeak once you get back there.''
\tWerewolf: ``Yes.'' With a heartwarming grin, Werewolf takes a deep bow and leaves the room.
\tIt's hard to fall asleep after that much action, but I can feel the exhaustion. Tozy snores softly in my lap, his cock having retreated to a basic, manageable level of hardness. It can't go soft, but once you've been erect for long enough, ``erect'' becomes the new ``flaccid.'' I realize I'm still gripping it, so I take my hand off and let it bob freely. A thin waterfall of cum steadily spills from the tip and down my beanbag sack. On the other side of the room, without the door, I can see the night lights. It all seems oddly still... I guess I overestimated the Kingdom of Stars. I don't even remember who leads them. Or maybe I just underestimated Master. He's not a secret, though. I assumed my enemies would have some defense against him by now, but Werewolf clearly said that Master, himself, dispatched the enemy forces. What were they thinking, sacrificing their soldiers like that if they didn't have a proper backup plan?
\tSqueak arrives in the throne room finally... oddly chipper.
\tHe stretches, then salutes me. Squeak: ``Lord! Ready for duty!''
\t``Well, well. I didn't give you that much time. Why are you so excited?''
\tSqueak: ``One of the alchemists gave me some `coffee'! I feel great! I'm ready for anything! Nothing will ever lay a finger on you, m' lord! Not while I'm on du-'' He seems to suddenly see the state of the front door. How not only the door is completely gone now, but the stone frame around the door is noticeably tarnished with clean slice marks, as if some rampaging beast with giant bladeclaws came roaring in. ``Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh... ohjesus...'' All of the air in him deflates. It looks like he's rethinking everything he just said.
\t``Squeak, Squeak, hey, relax. Squeak! Relax, man!''
\tSqueak crouches down and begins to curl into a fetal position. His glasses fall to the floor and he doesn't pick them up.
\t``Hey, hey! It's not what it looks like! Tozy here just had a little bit of an episode, that's all.''
\tSqueak: ``That little kid is capable of that?!''
\t``What do you think the royal `physicians' are there for? Haven't I told you that the steroids are available to you, too? You don't need to stick to just picker-uppers and mild growth spells. I simply said that you didn't need the heavy stuff, since I didn't expect you to fight. Tozy here loves the heavy shit.''
\tSqueak turns back to the door, eyeing the claw marks. Squeak: ``I-I-I just didn't want to turn into... something like that...''
\t``And you don't have to! It's been quiet all night, so I don't expect any violence. If you want to be reassigned, I can certainly-''
\tSqueak: ``NO!'' He snatches up his glasses with uncharacteristic speed. ``No, I uhh... I don't need to be reassigned. Umm... maybe I'll try a... vocal enhancer or something?'' A little bit of sweat forms on his forehead and a limp smile crosses his lips as he tries to recover from his sudden outburst.
\t``Are you sure? It's not a big deal. I'll make sure you keep the same pay and benefits. I could move you to a permanent position at the midwestern watchtower.''
\tSqueak: ``I'm very happy here, sire, I assure you! I wouldn't leave it for all of the gold in the kingdom!''
\t``How about for a woman?''
\tSqueak: ``W-what?''
\t``I'm just kidding with you. If you're that headstrong about it, yes, do what you feel you need to do. I simply need you to stand watch. I'm more than a bit tired now.''
\tHe perks up again and salutes, then walks to the door, standing tall.
\tSqueak stands in some standard armor, but it's only now do I realize that he doesn't own a weapon. Eh, whatever, I'm sure those crazy alchemists or wizards will do something with him. Like genies, they always want to do something to you against your will. Request a ``vocal enhancer'', and I can't even imagine what they will actually come up with. I hired the best, after all! Any smart person without morals or respect for the laws of God and nature resides here. I've really... outdone myself...
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Morning Report Uno
\tI wake up to find the door already fully repaired, including the stone frame. Squeak has moved to standing back at his viewport. Tozy is gone from my lap, back to his post beside my throne.
\tI yawn... a spoon of food is thrust into my mouth before I can close it again. My personal nurse sits on the arm of the throne on my right. Her name is May: an excessively buxom, underage subrosian. She's staggeringly short even for a child, able to feed me without even leaning down. As should be expected, she fills out that robe of hers with udders and ass that all seem to get bigger every time I see her. Despite the rumors, I don't actually have sex with her. I don't even know what she does most of the day. I just like to see her and her gigantic, perfectly-shaped tits right there in my face greeting me every morning.
\tMay: ``Good morning, your highness~. Today is cheesecake medley. Your garlic steak will be down shortly.''
\tThe cake is delicious. I often have my dessert before dinner, but that steak is going to have to really knock it out of the park to beat this. I wonder how many flavors-
\tMay: ``There are sixteen more slices ready for you before the steak. The last three have been enhanced with a treat from resident alchemist Piriahzan. The garlic on your steak has been flavored with the special steroid from your latest decree, by your request.''
\tI don't remember requesting that, but I'm not going to turn it down. Muscular enhancements don't work on my body, but I do enjoy the short-lived ``pumped'' feeling. I assume it has something to do with the demon blood. Certain sexual expansions stick, but anything that would actually make me physically stronger wears off within minutes. I've observed similar behavior in the bodies of true demons, along with some of my darker-inclined sorcerers. We're all thin as bones. Well, my feet are a different story. That happened when-
\tMay: ``Sire? Don't you want to hear the news?''
\t``Oh, sorry, I was lost in thought. Yes, tell me the current events.''
\tMay starts spooning cheesecake into my mouth with a little more gusto. May: ``The Kingdom of Stars seems to have retreated completely after last night's attack. The guard has reported no movements, so your personal guards are currently on their way back to the throne.'' She pauses her feeding for a moment to give me a chance to respond. I don't, so she keeps ramming it in. ``The subrosians, my people, have expressed a desire to show their appreciation for your kindness towards them. Our- ahem, their leader has sent a message declaring that they are ready to fight for your kingdom, if the need arises. You need simply accept their support.'' There's only a little bit of cake left on the plate, so instead of pausing, she quickly scarfs the rest down my throat and reaches for the second plate.
\tI swallow. ``Ahm, yes. Give me the papers, I'll sign them immediately. The steroids were tangentially intended to increase their war readiness, but I never expected them to be so readily willing to die for me.'' I see May wince when I say that. ``O-of course, I will never put them in harm's way if I can help it! My army should be able to handle things on their own, but yes, should the need arise, I will happily accept their support. Consider this an ironclad bond of alliance between our people. They are not a vassal state, but a sovereign nation. In fact, notify Queen Hassiba that if anything threatens them, we also offer our support.''
\tMay seems more than pleased by my response, thank goodness. The last thing I need is to piss off the person who literally bypasses all of my security to directly feed me tons of food that I don't know the nature or origin of. Especially since she has massive tits. I don't want to lose my life, but I definitely don't want to lose those tits!
\tMay begins gingerly feeding me cheesecake number 2 of 17 as she continues the news, her eyes smiling in the darkness of the robe. May: ``I will relay that to our messengers, my king. In other news, the managers of several inns and brothels, those closest to the castle, have expressed distaste in the way Knight Werewolf is treating their establishments. Apparently he's been... err... `claiming' all of the workers in each building... including the owners! He has been going since early this morning and seems to still be on a tear as we speak. They are demanding recompense, above simply that of the time spent, due to the rather heavy property damage being caused by his... l-lovemaking.'' May's nipples erect and her face blushes red.
\tI can't help but blush as well. I never suspected he was that pent up. I guess it has been a while since I gave my knights time to themselves... I'm going to have to think of a more constructive way to do it, though, if this is the destruction Wolf is causing. Apparently he's on an absolute rape-spree, knotting anyone he can get his muscular paws on and fucking them into the ground. I'm glad that he at least remembered my order about not bothering normal citizens, but if the damage is as extensive as I think it is... heavens, if I let Master do that, he would very well destroy my whole kingdom!
\tMay doesn't stop feeding me, so I have to wait until she switches to plate 3 before I can talk. I swallow. ``Mm, tell my magicians they're going to have to work double-duty today. They will simply have to go around and clean up Wolf's mess. We will, not, however, be paying them any extra. The free repairs and cleanups should be good enough. Make sure the magicians know that they're not getting paid any extra for the job, either. Heaven knows they're just sitting around here playing with themselves most of the time, and I'm sending them to fix up brothels for goodness sakes.''
\tMay resumes shoving cheesecake down my esophagus. She knows I don't have a gag reflex, but even so she's really going at it. May: ``I don't know how happy they will be when they hear that, but your word is law.''
\tOne of my messenger servants shows up at her side. May doesn't stop ladeling cheesecake into my mouth, even as she relays all of the information he needs to hear. By the time he confirms the information, bows, and then leaves, we're on plate 9.
\tI swallow and clear my throat. ``Was that all for the news?'' That's all I can get out before she jams another spoon in my face.
\tMay: ``Ah-, yes... oh, no, there is one more thing. The treasurer is requesting an audience with you. He will arrive shortly after breakfast concludes. Will you be needing a drink to wash down your food?'' She pauses.
\tI swallow. ``Nghm, yes, but only after the cheesecake is done. Compliments to the chef.''
\tMay: ``Of course, sire.''
\tThe general forcefeeding of cheesecake continues for a while. I close my eyes and let her do it. The flavors are all absolutely amazing. I didn't even know cheesecake could be made like this. I'm suddenly subtly aware of the position of my feet, and the sticky disaster happening between my soles. I'm not really supposed to fall asleep in this position, as it substantially slows down operations within the castle. Nothing to do about it now. I assume everyone is already prepared, but I should ask. Once she finishes nourishing me with plate 14, she stops.
\tMay: ``Ah, these last ones are the, uhh, `special flavors'. They are in much smaller portions than the previous plates, but I've been assured they are just as filling.''
\t``Do it! By the way, I just remembered-''
\tMay doesn't wait, she picks up the thin slice of cake 15 with her hand and shoves it all into my mouth at once. She then waits for me to swallow and observes the effects. She probably would have fed them all to me at the same time if she thought it was safe.
\tThe first one is spicy, uniquely balancing the sweetness of the cheese with fresh peppers. My face flushes with the heat... and then with arousal, as my lower body suddenly fills with its own heat. I look down to my cock, completely flaccid (one of the only penises in the castle that's allowed to be). The veins along it slowly pump up, as if constricted, but without an accompanying erection or even a feeling of tightness. I begin to feel them once they're all visible, lost in the smooth ridges and... just the sight of them... I erect up to about 20%. They don't stop, either... they keep expanding in my hands, shoving my skin up with their purple pressure. It's not until the veins, perfectly cylindrical, begin to push against each other does the growth end. Due to the sheer size of my cock compared to the rest of my body, the veins were now big enough to sink my whole fist between. I erect up to 30%.
\tI look over to May, about to signal to her that I'm ready for the next experimental slice, but I hesitate when I see the rather aggressively impatient look in her eye. She already has both slices ready, one in each hand. I don't even have time to open my mouth before she jams the slices into my face, getting magic-cheesecake all over it, and then smears as much of it into my mouth as she can.
\tMay: ``Lick it up. The steak is on the way right now!''
\tI don't want to make her angry. I rush to swallow, then extend my long tongue over my face to pick up the rest. I'm not sure what the flavors were supposed to be since they were mixed up. I'm guessing plain cream and... salt-covered plastic. I have no idea.
\tThe effects come quickly. This must be what they meant by ``just as filling.'' My belly and balls simultaneously inflate with fat and cum, and I can't tell which went where. My scrotum pushes my legs up and spills further over the edge of the seat... it also begins putting pressure against my ass, a rather nice sensation. My belly, meanwhile, already massively domed with plate after plate of cheesecake, each individual slice too big for my little imp stomach, suddenly expands further until it not just rests on my balls, but puts weight on them.
\tI heave a heavy sigh, beginning to pant a little. ``May... have the servants been prepared?''
\tMay has calmed down a little back to her previous, subservient demeanor. I get the feeling this will end once the steak arrives. May: ``Yes, everyone is ready. The magicians covered everyone while they were cleaning the throne room.''
\t``Excellent. I should get this out of the way before the steak.''
\tI probably forgot to mention. May has a bit of a fat fetish. Some people question whether her forcefeeding me while she orgasms counts as ``sex'', especially when I say I haven't had sex with her, and that's a question that I'm not going to answer. Thank you.
\tI should probably also explain the situation with my feet. Their sheer size, girth, and aroma was a result of my demonization (my becoming of a demon, not people portraying me as a bad person). Apparently your desires will affect what your body looks like after the procedure, and, uhh... well, there you go. My feet were already quite large when I was still human, a result of various spells and experiments I performed on them, which may have affected the demonization. Whatever the case, their various parameters were all greatly magnified, including their padding, softness, musculature, sensitivity, and sweat production, at the cost of a few toes. The new ones have only three digits, but impressive black claws. I only wish my legs evolved to match them.
\tRegarding the smell, that was completely the fault of the demonization. Their odor worked normally before, meaning they needed vectors of bacterial growth for it to happen. These feet stink no matter what, and to a much more extreme degree than a pair of wet socks could manage. I'm absolutely in love with it, but the scent doesn't exactly garner universal appraise. It's no big deal, though. That's what magic is for! The entire castle is magically insulated, protecting the citizens outside from the pollution since, yes, the stink of my feet spreads for miles if uncontained. Insulating the feet themselves, which I had to do before I was crowned king, is very uncomfortable. Instead, to protect my servants, guards, and visitors, Mittens set up an invisible magic bubble that automatically surrounds the heads of all who enter. It filters the air far better than a mechanical gas mask can, and has the added bonus of preserving my dignity. The scent may linger on their clothes and bodies for ``a while'', but that's much easier to bear I've been told. Fortunately it's just a smell, and not an ``evil'' smell with debilitating effects. It's not poisonous or anything, though it may deprive someone of oxygen if they get too close to the source.
\tSome have expressed discomfort with addressing what is essentially just a giant pair of feet when they visit me, since I have them raised up in the air and what can be seen behind them is much less substantial, but they get over it.
\tThings change a bit when I leave my relaxation pose, though. If my feet have been stuck together too long, the stench they release is... very extreme. The gas is literally blinding, which gets in the way of work until it's filtered out. The filter bubble also needs to be fortified and recast. Of course, those who enjoy the smell, and the wet, inescapable thickness of the smell, such as me and my advisors, are free to simply go about their duties as the fortunate few.
\t``Soles forward!''
\tMy command isn't just told to my advisors, but echoed by my servants throughout the castle. A stillness soon falls across the castle as everyone braces for impact. My advisors begin their work, softly peeling my feet apart from each other and then raising them upright. I moan and sigh, feeling my legs stretch out to a more comfortable position. I stretch my feet as well, curling them and flexing my ankles. Mittens and Goblin move back to the heel of my feet to hold them aloft, remaining unseen from my point of view.
\tAs soon as this process starts, a dark yellow-green fog slowly envelops the throne room. I see Squeak start coughing. Did he get the bubble? Well, he's close to the door, so he can get out safely if it's a problem. All of the doors except the front gate are open to allow the fog to filter through as quickly as possible. While the fog remains thickest in the room, my penis erects to about 70%, pushing uncomfortably against my swollen belly. Within a few minutes, though, most of it has been dispersed into adjacent rooms, and then out through the roof with a magic fan, courtesy of Mittens. That takes care of the bomb, but the miasma sticks to the body even more than usual. Each of my servants will have to take some time to bathe, a fairly quick ritual with the help of magic, but still slower than we all would like. In total, everyone inside the castle is out of commission for about fifteen to twenty minutes. That's not counting those who left the castle entirely after being notified that this was going to happen. I give everyone my apologies between my pleasured breaths.
\tIt's not just the smell that turns me on, but the feeling of so many large muscles stretching out after so much time spent locked is simply divine. Especially when those muscles are in my feet, which are already far more sensitive than human feet are. I continue to wiggle, flex, and curl them long after the castle is back in shape, constantly feeding my brain their unique brand of pleasure.
\tMay: ``The steak has arrived, your highness. The flavor wasn't protected, but you don't mind, do you?''
\t``I don't mind at all. Describe it to me.''
\tMay begins slicing into the steak with a fork and knife. May: ``This comes from the round of a Westian Glade Boolbeest. A protected species, it was hunted just for you, your allies, and your most trusted servants. Of course, you are fed first and receive the highest quality cut. This dish was prepared by evenly braising and steaming the meat with a garlic marinade put together from the produce of seven different countries. Once medium-rare, it was stuffed with a mixture of garlic, beast bread and Roanian butter, flavored with over a dozen different spices produced within our own kingdom, and warmed until well-done. It is served topped with chopped garlic cloves from the royal gardens, which have been tossed with oil, fresh peppers, onions, tomatoes, and potatoes, with a side of horseradish, tobasco shrimp sauce, and subrosian red wine.'' By the time she's finished talking, she's finished dicing up the steak.
\tDespite the fancy description, the dish looked more like a giant mountain of diced garlic with a few peppers in it. To give you an idea of just how much garlic is on this plate, the plate itself is about the size of my belly right now, and the steak misses the edge of the plate by only a centimeter. Yet I can barely even see it under the sheer amount of garlic that's been shoveled both on top of it and inside of it. The plate has been placed on the arm of the throne beside her (the throne is pretty big). She digs her fork deep into the mountain to spear one of the giant squares of meat, then raises it, using a little bit of basic magic to keep all of the garlic floating around the fork.
\tShe didn't cut the pieces small enough... but I think she knows that. There's nothing I can do about it, I'm pretty much at her mercy now. At least the food smells good, because I fear I won't be savoring the flavor much.
\tA dark smile comes over her eyes. May: ``Open wide.''
\tI open my mouth as wide as I can, which isn't nearly wide enough to get the meat through it. She doesn't hesitate, she sticks her fingers right into my tiny mouth and wrenches it further open. My jaw isn't going to unhinge itself, after all. She sticks the first forkfull of garlic-with-a-little-bit-of-meat-in-it into my mouth without care or ceremony.
\tAt first, you think she's simply being rude, as if feeding me is interrupting her day. Then you see the telltale signs of arousal touch her body. She's way too young to be this into this, but there's so much sex-based magic going around, in my kingdom especially, that I'm sure she's been affected by some... and I don't mean the size of her bre-
\tMay: ``Chew! Come on, don't want to get too skinny now!'' May grabs my jaw and forces it up and down.
\tI try to swallow, but I can't get the meat chunk down at all.
\tDon't worry, if I could die by choking, I would have done so a long time ago. My body doesn't work the same way a normal mammal's does. You see, years ago-
\tMay jams the next meat cube into my mouth with so much aggressive force, you would think she's actually trying to kill me. May: ``Hhhah~, no monologuing to the audience now, your portliness. You have so much food to get through! Don't want to disappoint the chef now, do we?!''
\tEveryone else in the room shuffles a bit and tries to mind their own business. It's nothing they haven't seen before, it's just... it's a little weird. Lingering servants clear their throats and try to avoid eye contact. Squeak simply stares out the window, too uncomfortable with the situation to even think of turning around. Even Tozy is facing away, basting a random pillar with his cum as he tries to ignore the act of a random little girl abusing his master. Even Mittens, normally aroused by absolutely everything along with Goblin, stays oddly still and quiet under my feet. Elsewhere, I can sense that Master and Werewolf know what day it is, and they're purposely delaying their arrival back to the castle just so they can avoid being here when this happens.
\tGeez, make me feel like a freak, why don't you? This happens every few days, you would think they would have gotten used to it by now. I know it doesn't have anything to do with her age. There's a few other kids around the castle, Tozy included, and they're no strangers to sex. A demonic foot-monster can spread a defenseless cub's legs and there's nothing but cheering and good vibes, but engage in a fat fetish and suddenly everyone gets quiet? Fuck you guys.
\tWell, not that it's really me engaging in the fetish, as much as it's just me idly being the object of affection. Maybe they just don't like May? May's blush deepens with every fork of meat she shoves in my mouth and her nipples tent the front of her robe even further. It isn't long before sweat is flying from her body, drenching the pits and creases of her clothing while her pussy pours a constant stream of fluids down the inside of her legs and the front of her dress. She's an absolute mess, and we're not even halfway through the steak.
\tI, meanwhile, can't do much more than sit and take it. The steroids mixed into the garlic work quickly on my small body, inflating the muscles along my torso, arms, and legs. The fat foodgut slowly turns into a rippled musclegut as the power keeps flowing in. They don't stop swelling as long as I keep getting fed. This is certainly a novel experience. I've never possessed hyper muscles before, even temporarily. Everything feels bulky and hard to move, but... I can't stop flexing.
\tMay is hyperventilating. Her voice comes out as a nasally hiss. May: ``More. More. Keep eating. Keep. Eating. My fat, fat, fffat, piggy-wiggy, *PIG* king...''
\tWhen she says ``pig'', she actually spits in my mouth. She might be getting into this a little bit more than usual. When the platter gets down to half-empty, her self-control crumbles completely. She raises one more fork, her hand shaking wildly and her magic failing to keep the garlic from getting everywhere. Her eyes zip to my belly and then back to my face repeatedly. It's all she can do to shove even one more cube of meat into my jammed-open jowls without...
\tShe suddenly screams. She grabs the meat off the fork with her hand and then throws the fork on the ground. With unnatural strength, she picks up the plate with her free hand and jumps from the arm of the chair up on top of my belly, which is so massive now that it's starting to compete with the size of my feet. She slides down until she's straddling my face through her robe. Well, I say ``straddling'', but her subrosian lava-hot vulva is literally pushed hard against my mouth through the cloth. What is she doing?
\tI look up at her, muscles too bloated to attempt to move her even if I wanted to. Her muscles have exploded! What? I didn't see her eat any of the garlic. Is it airborne or something? Whatever the case, her biceps are filling out her sleeves much more than they used to, and I can feel the muscles of her thighs squeezing the sides of my head.
\tMay slams the meat, along with her whole hand and newly-beefy arm, all the way down my throat. Literally face-fisting me. Her voice is loud, uneven and raspy, emotions completely out of control. May: ``TAKE IT! TAKE IT YOU FAT FUCK! N-NGH! AAAAAAA!!!'' When she removes her hand from my stomach, she clutches the back of my head and jams my face further into her muff as she squirts hard. Her femcum sprays clean through the robe and into my mouth, as if washing the food down. Her other arm holds the platter perfectly the whole time. She seems to calm down a bit after the orgasm, pausing to lay back and rub my belly with her free hand. ``So much... so soft... so much of you, you big, food-pregnant fatass. So big. My king is so big. Hhhhhah~... let's get the rest of this into you. Right now.''
\tI have the rare opportunity to talk, though it comes out garbled. ``Gbrrright dow...?''
\tMay: ``Yes, all of it. I have to undo these unsightly gains. Open your mouth.'' She says that as if it's a request, but she actually shoves her fist in my mouth and wrenches it open.
\tThe next few minutes are a blur, and I mean that literally. Her free arm grabs more meat and shoves it in, but every time she grabs another one she gets faster. Is her arm getting... bigger...? Her arm moves like lightning in and out, in, out, in, out, blasting meat and garlic into my mouth at deadly speeds. Once the plate gets down to the last few (massive) scraps, she suddenly pauses and stares down at her feeding-arm in a little bit of a panic. It appears her bicep got too big and she can't move it freely anymore.
\tMay's arm vibrates as she struggles to get it to move normally. May: ``DAMN IT. Mph! MOVE! Mph! STUPID GARLIC! WHY CAN'T I-... A-AAAAH!'' May's arm suddenly bursts completely out of the thick fabric of her sleeve, unevenly massive compared even to the unladylike muscles swelling across the rest of her form. Her arm is almost as thick as her whole shortstack body is wide, at least five times thicker than her other arm and thumping with cute little veins across the mostly smooth, black exterior. There are very few ridges or ripples, making her almost-spherical bicep look surprisingly soft and inviting. The look on her face expresses her distaste, though. ``STOP! I'M NOT EVEN FLEXING! STUPID MUSCLES! THAT IS IT!'' May suddenly glares down at me. ``THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!! I HATE YOU! EAT YOUR FUCKING DINNER!!!'' Unable to do anything else with her open arm, she instead slams the whole platter into my face, smashing the plate to pieces.
\tThroughout this, my vision was steadily being impeded by my rising pecs, which slowly raise her muff off my face. After shattering the plate over my head, she sits for a moment just breathing heavily. The feeding is over, so her time with me is up for the day. She's about to climb off when her arm suddenly flexes and her whole body freezes.
\tThe muscles in May's exposed arm seem to throb and flex of their own accord. She finds herself entranced by the dancing ripples. Her blush deepens, she mutters something under her breath. May: ``W-why does this... feel so good...?'' She relaxes back into my belly. A look of guilt spreads across her eyes. ``N-no... no, I'm a girl. I don't like this.'' Seemingly against her will, she grunts and her arm suddenly flexes hard... and then repeatedly as her conscious mind falls prey to a new addiction. It doesn't take long before another orgasm builds... and...
\tI'm actually still trying to swallow. I can't see anything with the plate over my face, all I feel is a sudden blast of moisture. My powers of omnipotent narration only go so far, okay? I can't see shit. With my bloated body, her fluids pool in the large, deep space between my shoulders, pecs, and neck, putting my head in a feminine moat I could only hope I wouldn't drown in.
\tAfter that, I feel her finally climb off and - after a few minutes of rather loud sighing as she takes a masturbatory view of my body from the side - get escorted away by a few of my other servants. She doesn't face any punishment for these things, she just goes back to her room and sleeps it off.
\tI can't speak, but Mittens knows what to do. A magic napkin is formed in the air above me, which wipes away all of the scraps, shards, and trash obscuring my ``handsome'' visage. And by ``wipes away'', I mean ``erases from existence.'' It's yet another spell I'm completely ignorant of the nature of, I'm just glad it doesn't hurt me. In mere moments, I'm sparkling clean from the neck up, and my body is slowly dwindling down. I think... it's dwindling, right? The magic from the garlic seems to be wearing off a lot slower than usual.
\tIn the meantime, no part of me except my feet can be discerned from any angle other than above. My belly has grown so large that it spills over the arms of the throne and pushes my feet down (don't worry, Mittens' magic does most of the heavy lifting down there). Whatever else can be seen is an indecipherable mass of rippling meat from overexpanded musculature. My cock and balls, previously bloated from the cheesecake, is completely hidden under my stomach even with their massive size. Unfortunately, I can feel their changes receding, too. I sulk a bit, but that's by design. My servants are supposed to change from day to day, not me. I have too many responsibilities for that.
\tAnd speaking of responsibilities, it's time to humor my guests. Who's up first, today...
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#5 Cue Benjamin
\tMy treasurer slams open one of the side doors and stomps up to confront me... or rather my toes, since I can't see anything past my body and neither can he. Unfortunately, my ears still work, so I can hear everything he says.
\tTreasurer: ``Young master, your behavior is unconscionable! Do you have any idea how much your actions are costing us?! Our national defense is falling precipitously behind as a direct result of your ill-considered, sexually-informed decisions! If we keep pouring all of our money into the goddamn royal knights, we're going to be overrun! Our enemies will rip apart our land piece by piece and all that will be left standing is you and your precious castle! You hear me?! That steroid decree should have gone to our military, not citizens for god's sake! We have no data on the effectiveness, or even the existence, of any `subrosian army.' Forming a military alliance with them? Have you gone insane?! These attacks we're seeing are going to keep escalating unless we show our enemies that we have an impenetrable defense! Not one man! If we had been attacked from more than one direction last night, can you even imagine the devastation?! And your antics with the beasts!! That must end! I can't even believe the gall of your request to send a `non-monetary' gift. There's no such thing as a non-monetary gift, damn it! Sending anything to another country. Costs! MONEY! Every time you open your mouth, I have to set aside the funds! We don't have infinite income, and you refuse to raise taxes! If you don't want to penalize the people, you must make smarter decisions, or there won't be a people! They will all be dead, do you understand?! You cannot lean on our allies forever! Eventually, we have to give back and show them that we have power! Why can't you see that?!''
\tHis name is Benjamin, a male middle-aged human. He takes offense if you call him Ben. He works for me because I pay him a lot, but he's told me on more than one occasion that if I give him a reason, he's jumping ship. Frankly, I don't know why he hasn't left yet. Maybe he's more loyal than he says?
\tI talk to him using mental magic, since I can't open my mouth. ``I do see that, calm down. I said `non-monetary' because not sending money costs less money than sending money, right?''
\tBenjamin: ``NO! Sending non-money costs more than sending money because of the transportation costs! We usually have to hire more than one escort depending on the size. We can't afford to just use a regular courier even for small items because there's so much risk of interception! If we just sent money, we could use the air routes!''
\t``Fine! Send money, then!''
\tBenjamin: ``We don't have money! Do you have any idea how much the fabric cost for the subrosian community you were so catering to yesterday?!''
\tI sigh. ``Okay, just send a note of thanks and `IOU'. We can afford that, right?''
\tBenjamin: ``Yes, we can afford that. Now, what are you going to do about-''
\t``I've scheduled a meeting with the head of the guard to discuss the quality of our troops. The steroid decree proved to be more effective than I anticipated, so we will move to supplying them to the military... as soon as we can afford production.''
\tBenjamin: ``Right, `as soon as we can afford production.' Unbelieveable. You better pray that our enemies don't see our weakness right now.''
\t``Look, we may not know anything about subrosian tactics, but the rest of the world doesn't, either. They may stand by until that information is revealed, lest they possibly take grievous losses.''
\tBenjamin: ``And if they don't?'' He taps his foot on the ground.
\t``Then we fall back on our usual strategies. We know the subrosians have become more physically powerful as a result of the steroid decree, so they have at least that much going for them, and their gifts in the realms of magic is unquestioned.''
\tBenjamin: ``Not battle magic. Flesh alone does not win in war. If our enemies have found a way to defeat behemoths-''
\t``If anyone finds out how to defeat behemoths, they would become the de facto rulers of the world. Let's not talk nonsense.'' By this point, my body has shrunk to a more manageable size, so I can finally use my mouth, though we still can't see each other. ``Ahem... Benjamin, you're right, as always. I don't believe we are in a perilous situation yet, but we are on the way. Send a probe through the kingdom to gather opinions on taxes. We will consider raising them if they're favorable.''
\tBenjamin: ``I don't believe that for a second... but I'll find someone reliable to conduct the research. You would do well to keep your word.''
\t``Haven't I always?''
\tBenjamin doesn't respond. He stomps off back towards the side door.
\tI talk into his mind before he leaves. ``And don't worry, I won't request help from our allies. We have burdened them enough.''
\tBenjamin halts in his stride for a moment.
\t``My earlier offer still stands, as well, if you need help back there. You don't want to get too stressed.''
\tBenjamin thinks, ``I'm fine'', and walks away, slamming the door behind him slightly less hard than when he came in.
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#6 My Country
\tSqueak: ``Your highness, the knights return!''
\tThe gate is opened to reveal Master, Pea, and Sissy, who promptly resume their posts within the room. Once Master sits down, since no one would be able to hear anything if I tried talking while he was still moving, I tell Sissy to fetch the chief of the guard. It feels a little silly to reopen the door and send him back out right after he got back, but it's the quickest way to summon him. Sissy is freaky fast when he's alone, he just prefers to travel with Pea.
\tBy the time he comes back with the chief, my body has resumed its original dimensions... though the increase in volume to the veins on my penis seems to be permanent. That's very much illegal, to inflict any permanent changes on the king... but I'll allow it, as long as they don't distract me too much. I can actually see them visibly pulsing in my periphery at all times, but the extra cum in my balls proves to be a much greater distraction. I haven't emptied them in a while, and the surprise filling this morning had made my body impatient. I wave a servant over to send a message to Piriahzan, telling him that he's treading on dangerous territory. If he does this again, he will be punished.
\tAh, I didn't explain why I was eating so much, or why it disappeared so fast. A demon's body doesn't follow the normal processes of digestion, since its holes must all be kept open and available for pleasure (and let me tell you, having an anus work as an entrance-only orifice is pretty great). However, demons still need some sort of fuel. For a true demon, that fuel is souls, which happen to be in abundance over in hell. I have found an alternative. A demon's body is capable of condensing anything into usable energy in large enough volumes, even things that aren't human-edible. It takes a considerable amount, but it's manageable. Especially now that I'm king and I can just use actual food. Packed as full as I was today, I can comfortably skip eating again for the next week... though I may take a few ``liberties.''
\tNow that I can actually see my surroundings, I take a look around. Mittens and Goblin are still safely tucked under my heels. I scrunch my feet a few times, just to hear the inevitable high-pitched moans. That makes me remember how dry they are. I look to my left for Tozy. He's idly jerking himself off, bored and seeing if he can draw a picture on the high ceilings of the throne room. I remind him that my feet are available.
\tTozy: ``O-oh! Sorry, master!''
\tI look to my right to see Master already lazily repositioning to angle his immense outpouring... and also a goblet of wine! Hey! I guess it somehow survived May during dinner, and no one took it away afterwards. I reach all the way over to move the goblet to a slightly more comfortable position.
\tBoth Master and Tozy have to adjust their distance a bit to hit me right. It takes a few moments, but rich, thick cum infinitely glazes my feet once more. I wiggle my toes to feel the cum slipping between them. A sudden gout of cum fires along the full length of the red carpet, originating from Goblin's own overendowment. I guess everyone's a bit pent up.
\tSqueak: ``Sissy has returned! He brings the chief of the guard!''
\tFinally. The gates open, revealing the two of them. Sissy goes back to his post and promptly begins fucking Pea. Okay, everyone's very pent up. And I wonder why Werewolf is destroying all the brothels...
\tThe chief of the guard... a hulking dragon named Slai. He folds his wings down to get through the gate, then bows his four legs and lowers his head in reverence to me. An extremely muscular beast, he has a neck and flanks that require armor to be regularly custom fit to cover their growing size. Despite being quadrupedal, he has extensively studied combat tactics for bipedal creatures and therefore remains qualified to instruct others.
\tSlai: ``Your highness.''
\t``Chief Slai. Werewolf has suggested to me that the soldiers on the east wall were... experiencing difficulties dealing with the intruders?''
\tHe sighs. Slai: ``Yes, your highness. Most of our enemies lie to the west, so the soldiers on the east wall have grown... complacent. It will not happen again.''
\t``Relax, Slai. I didn't call you here for this, I just wanted to get that out of the way.''
\tSlai raises his head to look at me. Slai: ``Sir?''
\t``The treasurer has raised concerns about the power of our military in comparison to our enemies. I need your take on it. How was the performance of our soldiers on the west defense?''
\tSlai: ``I won't mince words, sire. It was an uncomfortable match, to say the least. We could have fended them off on our own, but not without losses. The magical power of the Kingdom of Stars has improved significantly since their last attack. If Master didn't show up when he did, our recovery would not have went unnoticed.''
\t``Troubling. What do you think they need? Do you think the recently produced steroids would help?''
\tSlai: ``Yes, of course. Refitting the armor would take some time, but the greater flesh would make us much more resilient. Unfortunately, we need more than that. Our anti-magic systems failed multiple times during yesterday's encounter. If their magic gets any stronger, it will be completely useless. Our battle-sorcerers need some kind of boon, as does our anti-magic weaponry. Larger bodies would allow us to break enemy barriers more efficiently, but our ability to deflect simple magic spells must be improved if we are to keep our men alive.''
\t``I see. I'll have to get the house sorcerers on that.'' I point to a passing servant. ``You, send this message to high sorcerer DDK.''
\tI send a message saying to pivot to military research (from sex research). I'm not happy about it, but enemies will be enemies. I try to avoid making them, but being a demon... especially when the kingdom you've taken over has turned into a sextopia... well, I can't expect everyone to just go along with it. Some want to see me dead just to return the area to ``normalcy'', whatever that means. Hey, I simply encouraged the sex, I didn't cause it. The obsession with growth and power in this world started with the behemoths, not me, okay? Most kingdoms have unnaturally large super-penises walking around these days, but because they're only being used behind closed doors, that's somehow ``pure.'' As far as I'm concerned, if the guy has a full erection leaking thick trails of cum everywhere he goes, trying to keep a pretense of civility is ridiculous. Everyone will be happier and calmer if they just let it out. I'm not creating a sex-crazy anarchy, despite what my opponents put out in their propaganda, I'm creating an open, sex-friendly space. Those who choose to live in my kingdom understand this.
\tI'll grant you, the inside of my castle is a different story, but we're not talking about my castle, we're talking about my kingdom. That's different. My kingdom is a great place to live! So what if people are having sex in the streets?! The magitrains are still arriving on time, dammit! Poverty is down! Crime is down! Education is up! The statistics are all on my side! Yet I make one decree forcing a section of my citizens to begin regularly injecting untested steroids into their bodies and suddenly all the data concerning my country is ``falsified'' and ``can't be trusted.'' Bullshit!
\tI rub my temples in frustration. I forgot I was still talking to Slai, who simply stares at me with a worried look. He probably thinks I'm rubbing my temples at the state of our military, and not at the state of the world in general. ``I will get the steroids to you as soon as I can, but you may need some patience. Work on recruiting in the meantime, see who is capable of magic. You never know, there may be untapped potential right under our noses.''
\tSlai: ``Yes, sir.''
\tI suddenly remember something. ``Be on the lookout for some more... unusual methods of defense as well. You are dismissed.''
\tSlai lowers his head to the ground. Slai: ``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''
\t``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''
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#7 Give Me Cumshots
\tOnce Slai leaves, I relax back and cross my legs, letting out a deep sigh. I reach over to grab the goblet of wine. It's heavier than it looks in my little imp hands and huge compared to the size of my body. It takes some balancing on my base of my cock to avoid spilling it. It was meant for May to handle and push to my lips, not me, but I don't feel like getting a servant just to help me drink some wine. I rear my head back and open my mouth wide as I tip the cup over... and drop about half of it straight down my throat. It wasn't an intentional movement. I miraculously avoid spilling the whole thing over my lap as I start coughing on the warm wine.
\t``Squeak! Does anyone approach?''
\tSqueak: ``No, sire! The incoming road is completely clear.''
\t``Hmm... you, random servant. Go and fetch the head alchemist for me.''
\t...
\t...
\t...
\tBefore me stands Libra, a dog-beastwoman. She's a tall, thin woman... with four huge, throbbing, knotted dicks. She's not a herm, she's technically male, but she prefers to be referred to as female. She insists that the rest of her body naturally grew to be as fully-female as it looks, complete with cute features, a curvy figure, and perky breasts, but you know what? I don't believe her. There's too much cosmetic magic going around these days, and I've never seen anyone that looks remotely like her that wasn't a hermaphrodite. She likely just had the vagina removed for whatever reason, or she drank a really good Femmy potion.
\tA potion that she probably brewed herself. She's a legendary alchemist, residing in my castle only because of our stellar relations with the Beast Kingdom. I don't dare disrespect her (to her face). She's been known to be as powerful as a real sorcerer if push comes to shove.
\tShe's one of the people who helped put alchemy on the map as a viable profession, especially for the magically-disinclined. It was once believed that there was no use for alchemy, since magic could take care of all our needs. Unfortunately, not only is magic impossible for many, it also has many limits. For instance, there are extremely few spells capable of producing permanent effects, and they tend to weaken the user. Alchemical mixtures can warp things nigh-irreversibly. Of course, alchemy requires much more in terms of time, funding, and training, while a magic spell can be cast on a whim by those with the ability, but not everyone can learn magic. It's locked to roughly twenty percent of the population, though this varies depending on lineage and species. For example, thirty percent of humans can learn magic, ninety percent of subrosians, but only five percent of beastmen.
\tThe final goal of alchemy was originally to create a potion that would allow anyone to cast magic, but it has since been understood that both magic and alchemy are needed for a society to flourish.
\tOf course, in this instance, we're not talking about the society, we're talking about me. Where the fuck is my dose of whatever the fuck they gave Tozy?!
\tI take the time to word this question more politely. ``Hello, Libra. There was an interesting development within the castle last night. Are you aware?''
\tLibra: ``I'm afraid I am not. I was taking cover due to the attack, I haven't been updated on the situation yet.''
\t``Ah, don't worry about that. We are shifting to more military-focused research, but that isn't why I called you. I'm referring to little Tozy. That potion you've been feeding him, the uhh... what did you call it, the Kegel Potion?''
\tLibra: ``Oh, the Cumshot Potion! Yes, are you pleased?!'' Libra's tail starts wagging.
\t``Um... yes! Yes, I am pleased with the results, they are, uhh... quite powerful. Excessively so, actually. I just have a few questions about it.''
\tLibra: ``Amazing! I mean, we knew what we were targeting but I had no idea it would work so well!''
\t``Yeah, it's pretty great. Was there any, uhh... magic involved in getting Tozy to this state?''
\tLibra: ``Nope!! The sorcerers cooperated with us for imaging and research, but the final result is one-hundred percent liquid!'' Libra's tail wags harder. An almost ecstatic smile spreads across her face from pride.
\t``I see, I see... do you think it's ready for production?''
\tLibra: ``Nope, absolutely not! I'm afraid the materials to make it are a little too expensive if we make them available to citizens. The resulting blast was also demonstrated to be a little too strong to be safe, and we're not sure yet if Tozy's geneology enhanced the effect.''
\t``Hm. If you will, send the data to the treasurer. We may have a military use for your current version of it.''
\tLibra: ``Oh, interesting! Is that what you were referring to about last night?''
\t``Yes, it was. Tozy was able to cause a surprising amount of damage with the force of his cum as a result of your potion. However, I have one other question.''
\tLibra: ``I see! Wonderful! What else?''
\t``Is it, err, perhaps possible that I could receive a... a sampling of this concoction? J-just for testing, of course.''
\tLibra spots the rather desperate look on my face, and her wide smile changes from ``proud'' to ``sly''. Libra: ``Oooh, yes of course, my liege. Hehe, sorry, we kind of forgot all about you amidst our celebrations.''
\tI try to maintain a straight face. ``Huh, heh, I see. Alright. Well. You see, the last thing I heard about the potion was the thing about `ten-thousand kegels', so I thought the effect would be somewhat less... pronounced.''
\tLibra: ``Oh, yes, that description was just a joke. Heh... sorry. W-we'll have something ready for you before the end of the day, promise!''
\t``Thank you.''
\t``Your highness!'' Libra takes a deep bow, then walks back to her quarters.
\tI'm not actually sure if the effect will work on me or not, but I definitely need to feel what I saw. Tozy's orgasm last night was insane... it looked even bigger than mine! I'm the leader here! I'm supposed to be having the people-killing, castle-destroying orgasms, not some kid! The potion is technically a muscular improvement, but since it's focused entirely on a sexual area, my body may retain it. It must retain it. I will not be beat out by Tozy. I don't care if my cock destroys the entire fucking world, I'm the king of the Kingdom of LUST! I'm literally the king of lust! Not him! Nobody overtakes my manhood!
\tMittens suddenly speaks into my mind. Mittens: ``Your mind-masking isn't active. Anyone capable of reading minds could hear all of that. Just letting you know.''
\tDAMN IT, MITTENS, TELL ME THIS SHIT EARLIER!
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#8 Titan Trouble
\tFortunately for me, there wasn't a whole lot of time to sulk.
\tSqueak: ``A messenger arrives!''
\tI sigh. ``Let him through. It must be important.''
\tThe messenger is one of my regular soldiers. He's half-human, half-beast... and he's out of breath. He must have ran here.
\tMessenger: ``Sire! I bring a report from the border... hhh... between our kingdom and Yoshi Nation... hhh-hh... one of our soldiers has been wounded!''
\tMy eyes narrow. ``What happened?''
\tWe aren't enemies with the yoshis, but we aren't allied, either. If we have a new enemy on our eastern border, this could be very serious.
\tMessenger: ``It looks like it may have been an accident, but it looks someone was... hhh-hh... tampering with... t-titan magic.''
\t``Oh no. Is the soldier okay?''
\tMessenger: ``They are... alive. But they may no longer be fit to serve.''
\tUnstable Titan Magic. Performing it is one of the highest acts of treason. Not in betraying a country, but in betraying the very fabric of the universe. Any individual thought to be practicing it is summarily executed, even if they hail from another country. Any country thought to be condoning it is wiped off the face of the map. Often with the cooperation of their former allies.
\tIn short, Titan Magic is the attempt to create behemoths.
\tBehemoths, as they are, are a very small, finite population. They do not breed, they do not die. They do not sleep, they do not eat. It is thought that they originate from somewhere beyond our space and time. Originally thought to be demonic, the first behemoths discovered were tested and found to be immune to anti-demon magic... along with all other kinds of magic. It's thought that they can be defeated with enough physical force... but the behemoths themselves are also supreme physical forces, bulging with muscles of extremely insane size and impossible hardness. Behemoths have been discovered in a few kinds of places: buried under the ground, locked in forgotten temples, trapped inside mountains... always locked away, yet somehow alive despite their seemingly-mammalian nature. Once discovered, they silently pledge their allegience to whoever rescued them. They understand all of our languages perfectly and can execute complex tasks, but they cannot talk, and their true origin remains a mystery. There are currently only twelve of them in the world that we know of. Each of them belongs to a different nation.
\tOwning a behemoth means automatic dominion over any nation that doesn't. Discovering a behemoth instantly promotes you to monarch. They are completely unstoppable forces, unable to be locked down by anything except another behemoth, and even then it is impossible for either of them to die. Our behemoth, Master... was discovered by myself. That's a different story, though. I didn't find him on this plane.
\tThe practice of trying to create behemoths is a practice that threatens to further upset the balance of our world even more than it already has been by the behemoths' existence. Ever since their discovery, there has been an endless race to create a military force capable of matching their power. Bigger brains, bigger muscles, bigger balls, any additions of flesh that might be making the behemoths so maddeningly strong. The behemoths have, fortunately, been proven immune to anything that endeavors to make them stronger, including alchemy, so we have a goal. But Titan Magic is not the way to reach it.
\tTitan Magic attempts to turn any ordinary person into a behemoth. It drastically increases and expands the power of their minds and bodies all at once, then floods them with so much raw energy that they should, theoretically, be capable of matching a true behemoth. This has never worked, hence the more common name Unstable Titan Magic. The subject dies, always. Broken by the weight of their own power, brains shattered by so much energy, you end up with a useless lump of meat that threatens to become a bomb if the energy isn't siphoned out. They have no chance to fight. It instead turns into an endless genocide as test subject after test subject is used and inevitably disposed of. It was theorized that a slower induction of power and/or energy would make the process successful, but it doesn't. As soon as anyone gets powerful enough, they go mad and can't be recovered... and they're still nowhere near as powerful as a behemoth.
\t``Look at me. Tell me everything.''
\tMessenger: ``At the border checkpoint, some sort of argument broke out. A l-lizard-beastman, maybe a dinosaur of some kind, it had no wings. He grew, and I mean he grew, dozens of feet tall! Packed to the nines, all at once! Th-they, they picked up our man and-and speared him. Came and destroyed him!'' The man begins to sob.
\t``Hey, hey, look at me. This is important. I'm not kidding. Did you see the cumshot? Was this really titan magic?''
\tMessenger: ``Th-th-the cum? It, uhh... it seemed to jump in... stages of some kind. The beast became wild and frothed at the mouth. It was thrashing, thrashing its head all about, then... then I heard a snap and it fell! Just like that! Everything just suddenly went still... but its eyes were still open!''
\t``Damn it... don't worry, son, that beast is dead. Go get some rest, we'll take good care of your brother in arms.''
\tThe messenger bows with panicked speed. A splash of sweat and tears hits the carpet. Messenger: ``G-glory be to the K-kingdom... of...''
\t``Just go. You've had a long day.''
\tAs he leaves, I consider the implications. Yoshi Nation isn't made up of just yoshis, it's a conglomerate of several saurian species from along the whole eastern part of the continent. I don't believe the ``queen'' would be so stupid... otherwise, as the closest nation, we would be tapped to lead the assault on them. There should be an internal investigation by the yoshi ministry, but I also have to send someone since it was technically on our border as well, even if it wasn't one of our soldiers. Titan Magic usually requires an extended ritual... but from the way he just explained it, someone either cast it on themselves, or was targeted with it, and without anyone else knowing it was happening. That shouldn't be possible, especially among regular rank-and-file border guards. New developments means there was new research... someone is trying to advance Titan Magic.
\tThis is too serious to send anyone other than our highest magic authority to investigate. Mittens. He's been in my employ for years and holds position above even that of the high sorcerer. Originally a cat-beastman, he was one of the few blessed with the ability to practice magic. From a young age, he proved to be extremely talented, seemingly knowing the inner workings of schools that no beast had ever tread upon. He's since left his mark on almost every school and class of magic with unique ways of casting, faster casting, faster recovery, greater focus, greater force, and brand new spells. A lot of brand new spells. His sexual proclivities (my feet) are what caused him to eventually gravitate to my kingdom, and I thank my lucky stars for that every day. In the magic community, Mittens is referred to as one of the Great Grandmasters, rumored to hold many terrible secrets close to his own mind.
\tOne of those secrets being possible immortality. You see, Mittens is in the form of a small kitten. Not a kitten-beastman, either. No, a regular, four-legged, house kitten. No one really knows how long he's been alive, but they do know that he's been a kitten for at least thirty years. If his birth records are any indication, he's already been alive longer than any beastman ever has. He is the only one of two Great Grandmasters to have achieved this, and as far as anyone knows, the two of them have never met. Both of them, however, have sworn never to reveal their natures by any means, to anyone.
\tMittens talks through a mental link. Mittens: ``Will you be okay without me?'' Intrinsically, I know he's talking to my feet rather than me.
\tI speak back with my mind. ``Yes, they will be fine. I'm sure I can find another servant to hold them in the meantime.''
\tI feel both of my feet slowly lower down, squashing my overfull balls, as Mittens prepares to leave. He flies up in front of me, and I realize I haven't actually seen him in weeks. His fur is pristine and his eyes innocent, floating in the air as if he's someone's familiar. It's easy to forget that he's actually an extremely kinky old man. He flies up to one of my soles and plants a parting kiss (along with a big whiff) just under my toes.
\tMittens talks out loud for once, startling me. His voice is childlike and spectral. Mittens: ``When next we meet.''
\tWith that, Mittens flies out of the viewport Wolf is usually standing in front of, not bothering with the door at all. Oh, and yes, that's another secret Mittens holds: Infinite Flight. Most sorcerers can fly, but only for short periods. Mittens does it 24/7, rarely ever touching the ground. No one's quite sure how; it's rumored that his mana reserves are just that vast. One thing's for certain, though...
\tI need to practice my levitation magic more, because my balls are about to explode and he's only been gone five seconds.
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#9 Rayo's Union
\tI wave a random servant over. ``Summon the recruiter for me, would you kindly?''
\tAs I wait, I look across the room and see Squeak and... Piriahzan? What are they doing? Piriahzan, a human man, is one of my star alchemists. He's also a clown. I keep him around because he's brilliant, but he pushes everyone's patience on a regular basis. I vaguely remember Squeak saying he was going to start taking chems, but if he's getting them from Piriah... eh, I'll just let it happen. They're talking about something, then Piriahzan hands Squeak a vial. He looks over at me with a diabolical smirk on his face as he leaves. I wish I could say I was concerned, but I actually end up shooting back my own diabolical smirk. He knows me too well. Let's see what happens to young Squeak, shall we?
\tSqueak stands staring at the vial for several seconds before steeling himself, ripping off the cork, and downing it all at once. As all first-time potion-drinkers do, he stands around perplexed for a minute wondering whether it did anything or not. He starts feeling around his neck... I guess something is supposed to happen there? Hmm...
\tPOOM! Squeak lets out an unmanly shriek as his neck just about triples in thickness. It's a little bit longer than before and bulges with extra muscles and tendons. The new veins pulsing along it, and the fact that it's now about twice as wide as his head, reminds me distinctly of a big, thick penis. I guess this is the ``vocal enhancer'' he was talking about yesterday. Geez, Piriah got that whipped up fast. Did they already have a formula for it or something?
\t``How do ya feel, Squeak?''
\tSqueak: ``SIR? M-MY HEAD FEELS H-HEAVY.''
\tOkay, that is loud as shit. I tell Squeak to try speaking lower, since the ``vocal'' part of the thing was actually working. I thought it was just muscle growth, but the audio volume really is crazy. And that was Squeak talking in his normal voice, he wasn't even yelling.
\tSqueak: ``Oh, sorry. I have to whisper now. Wow, that potion really worked...'' Squeak blushes as he feels how thick and firm his neck is now. He definitely wouldn't be getting beheaded any time soon. He doesn't stop rubbing it... his glasses fog up. He begins to cum harder.
\tWell, I'm glad he's having fun. I can feel Goblin having trouble trying to hold my feet up on his own. He suddenly drops them, and I wince, then he holds them up with something else. I think those are his own feet? ...not bad.
\tMy recruiter opens one of the side doors, but has some trouble slipping through. Once finally into the room, she stands before me and bows... as low as she can anyway. This is Mute. Like Squeak, she's a mouse-beastperson and she wears glasses. Unlike Squeak, she's female and has extremely hyper-huge breasts. They're almost balloon-plump, yet they hang almost to the floor. I've put her to work using her natural charm and charisma (and her boobies) to attract settlers and job seekers to my kingdom. She doesn't appear in the flesh to do most of her work, much to the chagrin of my citizens. She's primarily an artist, so she spends most of her time within the castle. Notably, when she draws herself into the advertisements, her breasts are always much smaller than they actually are.
\tShe also has access to immigration records and citizen passports. It's so she can scout certain people if they look useful. Some might consider it dangerous for one person to have access to that much private information, but... hey, just don't bother me about it, okay? She does a very good job.
\tMute adjusts her large, round... glasses. Mute: ``You called?''
\tI desperately avoid staring at her boobs. My balls are crying for release right now, but she gets offended if she thinks you're just ogling her. ``Yes. My advisor Mittens has left on important business. I'll need a replacement for his position-'' I point down, between my feet ``-while he's gone.''
\tMute fidgets a bit, jiggling her mammaries. Mute: ``Ah, you need someone for that. Umm... I don't know, most of the people interested in your feet aren't the kinds of people you want in the castle... uhh... wait, I think there was someone. Wait here, I'll go get my records. We had some interesting applications yesterday.'' Mute fast-walks out of the room to grab her notebook, making her chest puppies fly about.
\tWe got a bunch of applications yesterday? That sounds suspicious as fuck...
\tIn a flash, she's back. She's breathing heavily, making her chest heave out. Mute: ``Whoo~... now, I know what you're thinking. `We got a bunch of applications yesterday? That sounds suspicious as fuck', right?''
\t``...right.''
\tMute: ``Well, there was one... uhh, no, two people that seemed safe, but we didn't have any positions open for, umm... what they were looking for.''
\t``No need to tell me who they are, just what were they applying for?''
\tMute: ``Well, one of them just wanted to get railed by you.'' Mute clears her throat and adjusts her glasses again, a bit embarrassed by what she just blurted out. ``I don't know, for some reason he thought that was an actual position. Maybe because of your reputation? I only bookmarked him because he hailed from Beast Kingdom, so he probably wasn't planning anything. If he's that horny, he probably wouldn't mind being, uh, under you for a while?''
\tI rest my head on a fist. ``What's the other one?''
\tMute turns a page in her notebook. Mute: ``The other one is a half-demon, like yourself. He claims to know some kind of new magic that utilizes feet? He says he can teach it to you in exchange for a position in the castle. Any position.'' Mute looks away from me. ``I don't know about this one. It sounds like a scam.'' She looks back. ``I bookmarked him because, well, maybe you'd like to talk to another half-demon?'' Mute shrugs. ``He doesn't seem to come from anywhere but he's also not a citizen. It sounds very suspicious.''
\t``Those are the only two I have to choose from, huh?''
\tShe closes her notebook. Mute: ``Yep, if you want someone right now, I'm afraid.''
\t``Alright, get the guards to bring in the second guy. Keep the first guy on stand-by, maybe we can arrange something at a later date.''
\tMute: ``Yes, si- wait, the guards?''
\t``Yes, I need him brought here right this instant.''
\tMute: ``Y-yes, sire.'' Her glasses fog up a bit as she bows, then converses with a guard standing outside of the front gate to have the man captured.
\tSqueak tries to say hi to her as she passes by, but the words catch in his mouth so she fails to notice he exists. Poor guy.
\tI can't do much else other than wait. Goblin's doing a pretty good job, but I don't know how long he can hold that position laying on his back.
\t...
\tThe guards were very rough with the guy since they thought he was under arrest. If they're bringing him straight to the king, he must be some kind of spy, right? I probably should have made it more clear that I'm just interviewing him, since he was hopping mad when he showed up.
\tHalf-Demon: ``Hands off me, cretins! What is the meaning of this?! I've done nothing wrong! Is this how the king treats others of his kind?!''
\tGuards: ``Your highness. We have brought the demon!'' They throw him down haphazardly onto the carpet in front of me.
\t``Apologies, sir! Guards, guards, heal this man!''
\tVisibly confused, one of the guards casts a healing spell. The half-demon was rubbing his ribs. He might have been kicked sometime on the way here.
\t``This was my foible, I should have made my intentions more clear to the soldiers. Men! Dismissed!''
\tThey bow in unison, then turn to leave. One of them growls at the half-demon as he leaves.
\t``You have my deepest apologies, sir. I simply needed you here as soon as possible. What is your name?''
\tHe gets up and dusts himself off, looking absolutely pissed. Still, he knows he can't do anything against me. He kneels, against his will. Half-Demon: ``My name is Rayo. Rayo Shark.''
\t``Rise, rise! No need to kneel for me, Rayo, especially after my disrespect. From where do you hail? Surnames are rare around here.''
\tHe seems to relax a little bit, but he doesn't stop kneeling. Rayo: ``I'm sorry, I can't say.''
\t``What did you used to be?''
\tRayo suddenly looks up at me. The question seems to offend him. Rayo: ``What did you used to be? You know not to ask demons such questions.''
\t``There are no rules that bind us, half-demon. I used to be human. I took this form by choice.''
\tRayo: ``What makes you so sure I'm not a true demon, huh?''
\t``I don't know. When was the last time you consumed a soul, Rayo?''
\tHis eyes narrow. He looks to the side for a second. Rayo: ``Yesterday.''
\t``Come on, my good man, calm down. I simply summoned you here regarding your request for a servant position.''
\tHe suddenly lights up. I think he expected time in the dungeon. Rayo: ``W-what?''
\t``I am truly sorry for the way my guards treated you. They probably thought you were a spy. Mute, my record-keeper, says you had some kind of offer for me?''
\tRayo finally stands up. Perhaps he feels his luck has changed? Rayo: ``Uh, yes.''
\tI can see in his eyes that he doesn't quite believe me yet. Maybe I should put him at ease? I take a moment to scan him first. He's a small imp, like me. Roughly equal in non-genital size, and much smaller in the feet area. His penis and testicles hang free, extremely large for his size (as imps tend to be), but only a few feet long, as opposed to my absolutely eggregious dimensions.
\tI mentioned before that the process of demonization is affected by your desires. Well, that's true if you performed it on yourself. There are lot of half-demons that were created that way by others, to be used as servants due to their unique traits. It's... not pretty. It's a form of trafficking. Very few escape.
\tHalf-demons are usually easily discernible by their eyes, skin color, and whatever on their body has been ``changed'' (usually meaning ``enlarged''). This change is, almost without exception, sexual in nature among those few who performed the change themselves. For those that were forced, the change is usually based on what job they were supposed to be fulfilling. This was very rarely sexual, and so, you end up with demons with massive plate-like ears, pumped steel-hard muscles, or uncontrollable elemental magic conduction.
\tRayo had extremely long, sharp claws on his hands and feet, and his mouth was filled entirely with carnivorous fangs (not a standard imp trait, believe it or not). Together with his unwillingness to tell me where he comes from, I think I can guess his origins. He's probably not looking for my sympathy, either. I'll try to just to get to know him better.
\t``Let me start by asking you this. What attracted you to my city, Rayo?''
\tRayo: ``...I heard you were king. So, I thought I would be welcome here.'' His answer is guarded.
\t``How has it been treating you thus far? O-outside of my intrusion, of course.''
\tRayo: ``I get looks from the townspeople. But they let me stay at the inn, regardless. I've mostly kept to myself since I arrived.''
\tUnderstandable. I tell Mute to include demonkind in her advertising, but I think people like Rayo are accepted within the city limits purely because I'm king. I wish there was a way to promote a gentler atmosphere, but people are uneasy around half-demons for a reason. The only way to change it is to bring more in, but they aren't exactly a large population.
\tI begin talking a little bit faster. My patience is wearing thin. ``What is your trade? Are you a merchant?''
\tRayo: ``Oh ah-, yes. Yes, I am.'' He rubs his head. ``Though my wares are, ah, kind of specific. I use my claws to carve... ah... trinkets.''
\tThe way he keeps pausing makes me think what he's talking about isn't dildos, since if he was talking about dildos, he would probably just go ahead and say dildos. This is the Kingdom of Lust and he's a half-demon. I think anyone would reasonably assume that if he's carving something, it's probably a dildo. I really want to ask what the heck he's carving, especially since he seems to have trouble selling it, but I have more important matters to discuss.
\t``You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Let's get to why I summoned you. I've been told you're kind of desperate for a position within the castle?''
\tRayo: ``I don't know if I'd call myself desperate. I just... I'd rather be in the castle than among the people. You... you probably understand. I have information to exchange, since I heard you had a certain obsession.''
\t``I guess you could call it that.'' I scrunch my bare right sole. ``You know of some kind of new... foot-based magic?''
\tRayo: ``Yes. In my travels, I came across a book detailing how to cast magic with your feet, and it included some spells that seem to only work if you use your feet to cast them. I don't have the book on me right now, as you can see.''
\tHe doesn't have to tell me why.
\t``I understand. Well, let's cut to the chase. This `book' of yours... it is an actual tome? Not some... children's scroll?''
\tRayo's heartbeat quickens. The tone of my voice implies that I'm actually giving him a position. Rayo: ``Y-yes. Yes. I found it in an abandoned library. One of your sorcerers may know of it if he saw it.''
\t``Alright. Before you get too excited, I must ask. Are you... enticed by my feet at all?'' I wiggle my toes for emphasis.
\tRayo swallows. He actually is desperate for a position, but... Rayo: ``Um... I mean... they are, uhh... they're quite... lovely?''
\tDefinitely not.
\tI sigh. ``Here's what's going on Rayo. I need someone to hold up one of my feet for the foreseeable future, until my advisor returns from his quest.''
\tRayo begins to sweat. Rayo: ``Ah... I-I can't cast magic so uh...'' He's clearly not strong enough to hold up even one of my toes, much less the whole foot. He thinks fast, though. ``Wait! I have an idea! Can that goblin cast?''
\tI actually have no idea. My relationship with Goblin has been almost purely sexual, now that I think about it... no, purely sexual. Not ``almost.'' It has been purely sexual. I don't know anything about him. Just that he's crazy for my feet, he has a girl's voice, and his feet are very disproportionately huge. Seriously, even for a goblin, they're freaky-massive. He got his position as an ``advisor'' simply by virtue of favoritism: he was one of my first friends. He does no actual advising. He's been with me since before I became king, so it was only natural that I'd give him some position at my side. I don't know anything about his abilities or his past (I met him at a brothel... with Werewolf, oddly enough, but that's a story for another time). Freak in the sheets, though.
\t``Uhh... Goblin? Can you?''
\tGoblin speaks for the first time in probably months. His voice is one-hundred percent that of a petite female, even though his body is all male. He stutters a bit at first, trying to find his voice, which comes out a little bit strained since he's still laying on his back holding me up with his legs. Goblin: ``Wha-uh-ah-I-uh-um... ahem-AHEM... I, um... I can cast, yeah, but... I don't know any spells.''
\t``...??? How do you know you can cast, then?''
\tGoblin: ``I passed the Levy Test.''
\tHE'S PASSED THE LEVY TEST?! ``YOU'VE PASSED THE LEVY TEST?!''
\tMaster suddenly recoils, shaking the whole castle from his immense weight.
\tPea and Sissy shout in tandem. I don't know when Sissy gained the ability to talk, but the shock is just that great. Sissy: ``HE PASSED THE LEVY TEST?!'' Pea: ``THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!''
\tSqueak is too surprised not to yell. Squeak: ``HE PASSED THE WHAT?!''
\tTozy: ``What's the Levy Test?''
\tGoblin: ``Yeah, I... what the fuck? What's wrong? I didn't think it was important, you never asked.''
\tThe Levy Test is an examination of military readiness. It's required for anyone trying to join a kingdom's city guard or standing army, standardized for either physical power or magical power. It's actually considered so reliable that it's used almost universally in every nation in the land. This means three things. Goblin holds enough magical power to be worthy in battle, he was at one point interested in joining the army, and that he somehow went from that to... working in a brothel instead?
\t``WHERE?! WHY?! WHAT?! WHEN?!''
\tHis voice deepens a little bit as he recounts his past. Goblin: ``I lived in a greenskin outpost. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. I did really well on the conduction scan, so I skipped the rest of the test. I couldn't focus in the classes, though, so I quit and joined a brothel a few months before we met.''
\tThe way he says ``so I quit and joined a brothel'' sounds so matter-of-fact, but maybe that's just the way he deals with it. Interesting, though. I didn't know the greenskin camps were using standard Levy Tests. If Goblin was able to skip the whole test based on his conduction scan (the measure of how well magic flows through him), that means he probably holds as much potential for magic as I do... he's just uneducated.
\tThat. Is. Crazy. As long as I've known Goblin, he's been nothing but a sex-freak. Now I find out that he could have very well been a magical prodigy, one of very few among greenskins, if he just paid attention in school. Talk about wasted potential. We thought he was just a simple slut! He could have been a magic slut this whole time! Where the hell were my magicians?! How did no one pick up on this?! ...MITTENS! Mittens DEFINITELY knew about this, he can sense those things. That cat really takes ``you didn't ask'' way too far...
\tI wave over a random servant. I don't know where these guys come from or where they're going. I seem to have an infinite line of servants passing straight through the throne room for no reason. I'd question why, but they're too convenient. ``Fetch two of my sorcerers, and make it quick.''
\tGoblin: ``You want me to read a book?'' There's noticeable sadness and frustration in his voice. Maybe he's regretting answering my question truthfully.
\t``No, the sorcerer will read the book. He's just going to teach you a couple of basic spells. Don't worry, you can learn how to cast this stuff in seconds. Babies can cast them before they even leave the womb.''
\tGoblin: ``Uhh... if you say so...''
\t``Trust me. I won't ask you to do anything you don't want to do.''
\tGoblin: ``...I trust you...''
\tI look up and finally notice that Rayo's long gone. Where the fuck-... he better not be in the castle.
\t``Squeak, did you see Rayo?''
\tSqueak: ``The half-demon? Yeah, he said he was going to fetch the book. I guess he didn't feel like standing around for the drama and inner-monologues.''
\tEveryone's a critic...
\t...
\tThe sorcerers arrive. I tell one of them to cast some levitation on my feet so Goblin can stand up. He seems annoyed that I called him down here just for that, but he's not the one with gigantic, pent-up balls. I tell the other sorcerer that we're waiting on a half-demon to come back with a tome he assures us is about casting spells with your feet... he looks equally angry.
\t``Quit your pouting, okay?''
\tSorcerer #2: ``I'm not pouting.''
\t``I just need you to teach Goblin here a couple of basic spells. Apparently he's passed the Levy Test.''
\tSorcerer #1: ``HE PASSED WHAT?!''
\tSorcerer #2: ``HOW DID HE POSSIBLY PASS THE LEVY TEST?!''
\t``DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. Teaching him some basic floats should be really quick, then you guys can go back to whatever you were doing.''
\tThe sorcerers mutter back and forth amongst themselves, not believing that my advisor could possibly have that kind of talent. Goblin, meanwhile, relieved of all that weight, stands up and stretches while loudly moaning, allowing me to see him.
\tGoblin is ripped. He's not hypermuscular, like half of my other close servants, but his body holds almost no fat whatsoever, a result of his lean diet of only cum and footsweat (whatever happens to be rolling down my soles) and the heavy exercise of holding up a giant foot all day. He's probably going to lose this physique after today, but if he wants it back, he can just hit up the alchemists. He reminds me a lot of a ``smaller'' version of myself, but with muscles and green skin. His cock is massively overhuge, several feet long and towering over his head. His feet are at least 3 times the size of the rest of his body, making them the perfect size to cup each side of his mountainous ballsack. Most of the changes to his genitals are the result of alchemy, but his feet are all-natural. Due to his conditioning, veins crawl and throb along his entire body, making it all look like a sinewy extension of his equally-veiny penis. Even with his strength, all that sexflesh makes it difficult for him to move. Fortunately, he rarely ever has to move.
\tSorcerer #2: ``Alright, goblin. Let's see if you can learn the basic Levitation.'' He produces a marble from somewhere within his robe. It... was... yep, definitely being used as an anal bead. ``Focus on this marble. With your eyes and with your mind.''
\tGoblin: ``With my mind?''
\tSorcerer #2: ``Yeah. Whatever helps. Think of the word `marble', think of the shape of the marble, the color, visualize it in some way. Focus.''
\tGoblin: ``Umm... o-okay?''
\tSorcerer #2: ``Now, think of where this marble should be.''
\tGoblin: ``Where it... should be...''
\tIn the blink of an eye, the marble flies out of the man's hand and up Goblin's ass. Yeah, I forgot to mention, Goblin loves bottoming, and he has quite a plush butt to back it up. It's a lot smaller now than it used to be due to how muscular his body has become, but since he's just pleasing me now, I don't think he cares.
\tSorcerer #1 & #2: ``What the fuck!''
\t``Okay... uhh... I guess that proves it. He really can cast.''
\tSorcerer #2 blushes profusely. Sorcerer #2: ``H-hey, g-gimme that back!''
\tGoblin begins working the rather large anal bead out of his ass with his hands. His eyes are wide. Goblin: ``Did... did I do that?!''
\t``Yeah! See? I told you it was easy!''
\tGoblin: ``It... really is... it... really... is...'' Tears begin to stream down his face. His knees buckle and he falls to the ground, lost in the sudden rush of emotions. The marble falls from his hands onto the carpet.
\tI can't imagine what he must be feeling right now. I didn't know when I met him, he had only been working at the brothel for a few months. His life before that probably wasn't so straightforward. He must have disappointed a lot of people when he quit the army, especially with those conduction scores. He was surrounded by war-loving orcs who, frankly, need all the magic-assistance they can find. That said, if he decided he wasn't cut out for wizardry without ever learning a basic levitation spell, that speaks volumes about the quality of greenskin institutions... or maybe just the one in that outpost. To think, he's gone through so much of his life thinking ``I can't do it.'' I thought he would be happy to find out that he can, but the vulnerable goblin I'm looking at right now... maybe he would have been happier without knowing. The whole trajectory of his life hinged on that.
\t...Damn... he was insecure about being a whore this whole time, but he kept doing it because...
\tI dispel the levitation holding my feet up and stand up off the throne. It's hard for me to walk when my body is so horrifically bulbous, but it's only a few steps. A hug is out of the question with our respective genitals in the way, so I sit my ass on the carpet and lend him one of my toes. He grabs onto its softness and cries into it.
\tThe sorcerers motion at me, weirded out and uncomfortable. I give them a quiet sign that they can leave. The second one grabs his marble before tip-toeing off.
\tIt's at this point that Rayo finally comes back. Rayo: ``I got the book! Hope you didn't miss me, hahaha... oh, uhh-''
\tMy eyes flash black as I establish a mental link with him and speak through it. ``Keep quiet. I just cast a mental link on you. You can talk to me by just thinking your words.''
\tThere's a lot of static in Rayo's mind. I don't think he's used a mental link before. Rayo: ``Watawarble... liekalocka theszareza?''
\t``Try to focus more. Clear other stuff from your mind.''
\tRayo: ``I don't know how to do that...''
\t``You just did it.''
\tRayo: ``Oh. Uhh... so, what's going on?''
\t``It's... complicated. Show me the book.''
\tRayo walks over to me and reaches over my floor-flooding ass to hand me the supposed tome. Rayo: ``He's a lot fatter up close. Jesus.''
\t``I'll take that as a compliment.''
\tHis face flushes. Rayo: ``S-SORRY! OH GOD!''
\t``Don't worry about it, you're new to mental links, it happens.'' I start flipping through the book. To my surprise, it is indeed an honest-to-goodness magic tome, centered entirely on feet for some reason. Whoever wrote it must have had a foot fetish that rivals even mine. The cover doesn't state an author, though. I glance over at my free foot and check one of the basic lessons on the first page. It seems to operate on the assumption that larger hands = more power. Feet are usually bigger than hands, so using your feet = even more power. Bigger feet, therefore = even MORE power. I'm not sure that actually makes any sense, but it is an excuse to use my feet to cast, so... obviously I'm going to use it. ``Wow.''
\tRayo recovers and a wary-yet-triumphant look crosses his face. Rayo: ``Y-yeah. It's... it's legit, right? Check page three.''
\t``Page 3...?'' I flip to the third page and it's basically just advertising more benefits of foot-casting. Power, force, mana reserves... ``exploits foot sensitivity''. The feet are almost always more sensitive than the hands, so casting through them can be pleasurable. What. The. Fuck.
\tI suddenly spring a boner so hard, it puts the rest of the room at risk. 100%. I'm not supposed to be at 100%. Despite my complaining about Tozy earlier, my unmitigated orgasm is actually already powerful enough to do major damage to the castle. With ultra-full balls and a 100% erection, I begin to precum immediately, which splatters against the high ceilings. I can't cum, though. I'm only allowed to cum through specific portals conjured by my sorcerers, or into pocket dimensions conjured by Mittens. I can't cast my own portals, since in my horniness they may lead to... unfortunate places. I did it once before and, uhh... well, that kingdom now wants to destroy us.
\tRayo witnesses not only the full, impossible, pulsating mast of my cock, but just how quickly it was able to erect despite its insane size... along with the crazed look of a world leader gone mad. He takes a few steps back. Rayo: ``Holy shit...''
\tI struggle to focus through the sheer pleasure of having such a massive erection. I need to cast a calming spell on it, but... let me just enjoy it a moment longer. ``Hhhhaaa~... aaaah, God... w-what kind of position do you want?''
\tRayo: ``...What did you say?''
\tI grit my teeth, trying not to lose control. ``Tell me what position you want in the castle. Now.''
\tRayo's mind becomes scrambled again as he panics. He doesn't know why he's panicking. It may be because there's obviously something wrong with me. Rayo: ``Godwhatfuck Doholyyoufuckhavewhata...whatamILOOKINGatmerchant'sthisissofuckedunionwhywhywhywhy-?''
\t``Now we do.'' I raise a fist up into the air, signalling that I'm about to cum, and speak out loud. ``H-help... someone...''
\tMaster howls, casting a powerful version of the needed calming spell right as my precum was reaching a crescendo. Thank goodness. I'm really going to have to be careful about this stuff without Mittens here. ...That calming spell was very powerful, actually...
\tI don't have time to say so much as a ``welcome to the team'' before I fall unconscious.
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#10 Green and Goblin
\tI wake up a few hours later to see Mute, Rayo, and Benjamin talking amongst themselves near one of the side doors. Benjamin looks... pleased. Elated even. Seriously, he is happy as shit. Is it his birthday or something? I don't think I've ever seen that man smile. I'm still too hazy to comprehend what they're saying, but I make out Benjamin crouching all the way down to shake Rayo's hand. Mute tries to do the same, but her boobies just end up falling on him. She looks flustered, but by the time she stands back up, Rayo already has a full erection long enough to still be shoved between them. Benjamin starts laughing, which is creepy. Mute has to take several steps further back to get Rayo's penis off of her, all the while saying ``sorry, sorry!''
\t``What's going on you guys?''
\tBenjamin talks first, the unsettlingly there smile still on his face as he turns to face me. Benjamin: ``Oh, you're awake. You really landed an amazing guy with Rayo here! Old friends!''
\tRayo: ``Me and Ben go way back!''
\tApparently he gets to call him Ben, but I don't.
\tBenjamin: ``We were just doing some catching up. I can't believe we're finally going to have a merchant's union! We're going to be swimming in it!''
\tRayo: ``Haha, don't have that much faith in me, I haven't done this in a while.''
\tBenjamin: ``Oh, you're going to do fine. Mute here's one of the best! Work closely with her, and... the dough, oh my god.'' Benjamin's eyes actually tear up a bit, thinking of those fat stacks o' cash that may soon fill the treasury.
\tMute: ``Awww, thank you!'' Mute brings her hands together in front of her, squeezing her monster mammaries together.
\tI swear I can see Rayo shoot precum. Not weird, but... now that I think about, I think Rayo's reaction to me earlier was simply one of horror. If he's actually exclusively heterosexual, he'll be one of surprisingly few within the castle. It seems like just about everyone else is either bisexual or exclusively gay. I don't know what's up with that. Mute's hetero, too, though, so maybe they'll make a cute couple? He seems quite a bit older than her, but I don't think anyone cares.
\t...except Squeak, it looks like. I can see him fuming out of the corner of my eye. I avoid eye contact and instead wave over Benjamin. I need him to explain to me what a Merchant's Union even is. His smile fades a bit as he gets further away from Rayo.
\t``I'll be straight with you. I don't know what a merchant's union is.''
\tBenjamin: ``Ha! I know, otherwise we would have had one already! We don't attract a lot of merchants in the kingdom, so I thought it was pipe dream. A merchant's union is a support system for merchants within the city. We subsidize their losses, protect their shipments, record their transactions, and promote their wares. The city moves from small private traders to public, international chains, and in return, we get a fucking massive cut of all of their sales! It's a win-win! All it takes is to gain the trust of the big merchant clans so they'll want to sell here.''
\tThere's an eerie glint of madness in Benjamin's eyes as he describes this to me. This is way out of character for him, but... I guess he has been working mostly off of taxes, gifts, and mercenary work all this time. A merchant's union sounds like a constant influx of funding. It sounds like Rayo's going to need a team, though. We still have a few empty rooms within the castle, so I guess those will have to do as a Ministry of the Merchant's Union. With Rayo Shark as the head.
\tI also suddenly understand why they're talking to Mute. She needs to attract those traders to our kingdom now, and she's in charge of vetting them.
\t``I see... how long do you think it will take to get this all up and running?''
\tBenjamin: ``It will only take a few days to get the traders we already have rounded up. We just have to put together a service package that looks favorable to them. This will basically clear out the treasury for a few weeks.'' He clears his throat, concerned about the implications, but his mind is focused on the future. ``That money will come back once they start selling. Then, we're likely to be breaking even for a few more weeks, possibly months, until merchant's unions from other kingdoms begin to trust our routes and sync up with us. We could get a lucky break with one of the merchant clans sooner than that, it wouldn't be impossible for a guy like Rayo, but I also wouldn't count on it.''
\t``I see. Alright, I trust Mute knows what to do from here on. Has Rayo been briefed on the laws and procedu-''
\tBenjamin: ``Yes, yes, that will be taken care of.'' He blows me off and walks away, almost in a daze. ``In just a few short months... the richest man... goodness gracious me...''
\tI spot an erection, another thing I've never seen on Benjamin. I didn't even know he had a sexual orientation, but I guess I know the answer now. That man brings whole new meaning to the phrase ``moneyshot.'' If I find cum in the treasury, I'll know where it came from.
\tI look over to see if Goblin's still there. He fell asleep at some point, still hugging my big toe. Mute bends over, showing off her planet-sized trunk. It's truly outrageous. Her ass is almost as big as mine. She was bending over to pick up Rayo, who not only lets it happen, but blushes as he's turned around and hugged like a teddy bear against her bust. She then walks off with him like that, even as she feels his erection jump against her arms. Squeak loudly huffs and turns back to the window.
\t...
\tIt's starting to get late. Master is snoring. Tozy, Pea, and Sissy have retired to their quarters. A random servant comes in to relieve Squeak from the window. He mindlessly gropes his massive ballsack as he leaves the room. That's unlike him... I guess he was still thinking about Mute.
\tAnother side door opens and Libra steps in.
\tLibra: ``My king? That potion you ordered is ready! I would, umm... what's going on?''
\t``Hm...? Oh. We found out today that Goblin passed the Levy Test.''
\tLibra: ``GOBBY PASSED THE LEVY TEST?!''
\tI'm glad Goblin's such as a heavy sleeper. There's been a lot of yelling today.
\t``Yeah, and he... had a bit of a breakdown. I'm not sure anyone here would understand.''
\tLibra walks over and kneels beside Goblin. She lays a hand on his head. Libra: ``He seemed like one of those `proud slut' types. I never suspected anything. Can you tell me? I know you've been friends for a long time.''
\tI'm taken aback. I never imagined she had any interest in Goblin, but she seems genuinely concerned. I'm not even sure she's met him more than maybe once or twice.
\t``Oh. Um... sure. It's not a secret. Before I arrived here and became king, I traveled with Goblin and Wolf. I met both of them at a greenskin outpost bordello. Goblin was working there, me and Wolf were passing by. Well, we ended up in the same room spitroasting him, Wolf in front, me in back. I think he developed a thing for Wolf right there, since he begged him to stay after we were done. Even offered him free time.''
\tLibra blushes a little bit. Libra: ``I see.''
\t``Unfortunately, someone outside the room overheard this and got the overseer involved. Big, mean, brute of a man. I was outside of the room by this point. No one begging me to stay, so I was on my way out to pay my part of the bill. Except... as soon as he enters the room, I hear him hit someone.''
\tLibra: ``No...''
\t``I couldn't let that slide. Goblin's such a little guy, especially compared to an orc. I turned around and went back in. Goblin w-was... l-let's just say he was crying, okay? I was the only one in the room that could cast, so I ran over to him with some basic healing. It was all I knew. The orc tried to stop me, then Wolf intervened... he began beating the orc bloody. Wolf was mad-huge, even back then. The orc stood no chance.''
\tLibra: ``D-did he kill him?''
\t``No, fortunately not. My magic was able to hold him back long enough for him to calm down, but the outpost guards were called on us. Without thinking, I blew a hole in the wall behind us and we escaped that way. I was fortunate there wasn't anyone on the other side. If anyone had died that day, we would never have the greenskins on our side.''
\tWe've managed to keep good relations with most nomadic peoples, including the greenskins, but that changes quickly if they feel wronged. Kill any one of them, anywhere, and word spreads fast. Even competing tribes will chase you, and they won't stop until your head is on a pike decorating the entrance to a celebratory feast. Not even kings or queens can escape this punishment. Only behemoths can... and even then, they will probably find a way. To this day, there's still animosity between greenskins and Werewolf, just not enough for them to start a fight. If that orc had died that day... Werewolf would be dead, too.
\t``Wolf grabbed Goblin on his way out. The guards were going to chase us, but when they saw him holding Goblin, they all stopped. I remember one of the other goblins there shouted at us, `go ahead and take that sorry excuse for a green. We're better off without him, anyway.' Then they just... went home. They let us go.''
\tLibra was crying a bit. She wipes away a few tears. Libra: ``That's so sad... but... why was he there if he passed the Levy Test?''
\t``He didn't think he was smart enough to learn magic. He never learned any spells before today. So, he... pursued a different profession.''
\tIt suddenly hits Libra why Goblin had that breakdown. Tears stream from her eyes and she holds a hand over her mouth. Libra: ``Oh... I'm so sorry. None of that would have happened if he-''
\t I cut her off. ``It's for the better, I think! Look at us now! We continued to travel together after that day, misadventure after misadventure. They needed me for my magic, I needed them because of... my appearance. I would have been killed a long time ago if they weren't there for me. Werewolf's a loose cannon, he wouldn't have survived much longer as a simple mercenary. And Goblin... the battlefield is a dangerous place. There's never a guarantee of survival. In another timeline, it's likely all of us are dead. Here, I am king, and Wolf and Goblin enjoy the high life as my most trusted friends. The choice he made back then was clearly the best one.''
\tLibra looks down at Goblin. She strokes his head. Libra: ``I wonder if he agrees...''
\tI see a hint of a smile cross Goblin's lips. Is he awake? ``I trust that he does.'' I don't dare move. ``Ah, but I've been rambling for a while. Why did you come to see me?''
\tSuddenly flustered, Libra stands up and bows. Libra: ``O-oh yes, the potion. Here, it's ready. As usual, we spiked it for you.''
\t``Spiked'' means they concentrated the formula and intensified the effects. A lot. It's essentially a blatant overdose, called a ``spike'' because it's usually done to cause harm to or even kill the imbiber. I can drink these things only due to the demonization. And of course, the reason it's spiked should be obvious.
\tLibra: ``You can't drink it before entering the OR, though. The effects hit fast, especially if you're horny.''
\t``Dammit. I was hoping to get to that today, but...'' I motion towards Goblin. ``I guess it will have to wait. Keep it waiting for me in the OR, I'll have my servants transport me there in the morning.''
\tLibra: ``Will do, your highness.'' She bows, then turns and leaves the room.
\tOnce we're alone, I wait a few moments, then I wiggle the toe Goblin's holding. ``Are you awake?''
\tGoblin opens his eyes a bit. They're still bloodshot. Goblin: ``Yeah.''
\t``How are you doing?''
\tGoblin: ``...thank you.''
\tI bring my other foot forward and playfully sandwich him between the soft soles. ``I always have your back.''
\tGoblin giggles softly between my feet, cheering up a bit. Goblin: ``I-I... I decided... I want to keep doing magic for you.''
\t``Are you sure? You don't have to do that.''
\tHis voice comes out weak, but determined. Goblin: ``You deserve it.'' He hugs another one of my giant, baby-soft toes and squeezes it against his face. ``I can do it.''
\t``The book's right over there. Want me to read it to you? We can learn together.''
\tGoblin: ``I would love that.''
\t...
\tWe spent the rest of the night learning foot-magic. We don't get terribly far since he's so inexperienced, but we both have self-standing levitation magic activating through our massive soles by the end of the night. We giggle like schoolgirls every time we cast due to the tingling sensation it causes.
\tI take my place back on the throne, my feet comfortably held aloft by a spell proudly cast through Goblin's own feet. To my surprise, Goblin climbs on top of me instead of crawling back under the throne.
\tGoblin: ``Sorry... it's just... I want... I want to hold you.''
\tHe pushes his junk under him and takes me into a warm, chaste hug.
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Morning Intermission
\tI wake up to the sounds of gears grinding. I know where I am without even opening my eyes. I'm in the Orgasm Room. It's a deep, hidden chamber within the castle, dedicated to allowing me to cum. This is not a simple task. Not only does my cock need quite a bit of space, there needs to be proper drainage and the walls need to be magically reinforced. I also can't be allowed to pleasure myself, lest my orgasms go on for so long that I can't perform my obligations as king.
\tThe result is basically a small platform in the middle of a dark room with no entrance or exit, surrounded by a drainage pit that goes deep underground until it hits molten rock. More than adequate to deal with the... waste. The walls are made of solid alchemical steel, five feet thick all around. The interlace allows it to stay magically enchanted for long periods of time, handy for Mittens being gone. The spell that enchants it is some kind of ``Anti-Cum Barrier'' Mittens... made up. I don't know what it really is, but it works. There hasn't been a single dent no matter how hard I've cum.
\tI, meanwhile, am tied down on the platform. The floor magically molds to perfectly encompass my ass and balls within it, then my arms and legs are bound down with simple leather straps. My feet are also bound, each toe tied with ropes to some place behind me so that they're forced to bend back. This is to stop me from flexing my feet too much, which may also prolong my orgasm. Seeing them tied up like that is enough to cause my cock to start beating, though... only about 60%, though.
\tThe only ones allowed down here are me, Mittens, the high sorcerer, and the head alchemist. No one else. Not even the royal knights. I don't want my friends to see me like this... a complete slave to my desires. Not a king of lust, but a useless, subservient child. Sometimes things get a little emotional down here... considering what I've done to my body... why it won't stop... why I don't want it to stop.
\tThe mood is equally somber among my aids, who see my painful lack of control and the way it destroys not only my body, but everything around me. The leader of a country shouldn't need to be trapped and tied down like this. The broken state of my mind... how could I possibly be fit to lead? Maybe they should leave me. Let me stay down here permanently and let Mittens take over. Or Benjamin. He'd make a great king.
\tBut they never have. I can't leave this place myself; they could entomb me here at any time. I'm silenced as part of the preparation, to stop me from using magic to keep the pleasure going. As I sit quietly, waiting, I try to remember when it got to this point. It was after I took the throne, obviously, but this chamber took several years to be built. We saw the path I was heading in with my... a-addiction... and we brought in architects to draw up the designs. I had to start using it when it was less than half finished, due to a... concerning... incident.
\tI had taken a permanent growth potion for my ass, blowing it up to its current, extreme dimensions (it hasn't grown once since, due to what happened). It felt so good I... I couldn't control myself. I took Goblin and fucked him mercilessly... and kept going... even after the pounding and friction began to injure him, I couldn't stop. I also needed something in my new ass, so I grabbed a large servant and shoved him in. His whole body, in and out like a jackhammer. It felt so good... so good... I couldn't stop orgasming, I couldn't stop driving for more and more pleasure. Eventually, someone noticed something was wrong... they saw blood. They ran to grab the sorcerers in my employ at the time, and they had to work together to force me down. Goblin was gravely injured... almost every bone in his body had been broken... my friend... The servant in my ass? He suffocated. And I was still cumming. Even covered in... all of that red... the orgasms just... wouldn't stop.
\tIf it hadn't been for a powerful healer among my citizens, both of them would have died. That healer has since left my kingdom. Goblin turned out physically okay and has since forgiven me for that day, though he can no longer have sex with me... not without remembering the fear and pain. The servant wasn't so lucky. He ended up with permanent damage to his brain and can no longer move his legs. I pay my respects and apologies to him and his family every day. And to my citizens, who lost nearly all of their faith in me, but were too intimidated by Master to overthrow me. I work every day to regain their trust. There hasn't been another incident since.
\tWell, except for me flooding that other castle with cum, but that was more humorous than sad. I don't care what they say.
\tLibra walks over to me and crouches down. She has the potion I requested. She looks concerned, perhaps because there's already a tear sliding out from my left eye. Libra: ``Are you ready?''
\tI nod, wordlessly.
\tShe huffs. Libra: ``Hey now, buck up! It's not every day you get to enjoy yourself. You're safe down here. Completely safe.'' She strokes my cheek. ``It's been years, honey. The people respect you now. You've changed, they see that.''
\tI haven't changed, that's why I can't calm down. I haven't changed at all. Without all of these precautions, I have no doubt that I would do it again. I'm lying to everyone. The people trust a monster.
\tLibra: ``Listen. Listen to me.'' She gives me a light smack to get my attention. ``You were the one who built this room. Not us. You saw your limits. You took these steps. You bound yourself. Take credit. So much has been done, at your command, to ensure that you're nothing but a cute, little-'' she pinches my cheeks ``-harmless, pink teddy bear. You deserve to be happy, okay? Everyone's relying on you, and you've done a great job.''
\tI look away. ``P-perhaps.''
\tLibra: ``Most kingdoms fall by now, you know? Having a behemoth doesn't matter. The people aren't here because of you, they're here because of the way of life you promise them. The health and security you provide them. Good crops, good food, good people... not to mention all the sex! Tourism has gone up, too. This place has only seen prosperity since you took the helm. You can't keep beating yourself up over one incident.''
\tI sigh. I guess she's right, but I just can't right now.
\tShe sighs, too. Libra: ``Well, maybe you'll feel better after a nice, long session... and, of course, some of this.'' She wiggles the potion bottle. ``Open up.''
\tI close my eyes and open my mouth. Liquid splashes in... it has a strong, sweet taste, like concentrated sourness. It keeps splashing in, as the bottle is huge compared to my torso size. She barely stops pouring, trusting that I can swallow fast enough to get it all down. My belly swells out quickly, but before long it stops.
\tLibra: ``Now, sit back and relax. Everything's going to be okay.'' Libra pets me on the head, then makes a hasty retreat over a bridge leading inside the wall.
\tLike alchemy tends to do, the Spiked Cumshot Potion works quickly. I look down to see some kind of bubble rising on my pelvis, directly underneath the root of my penis. It keeps growing, slowly turning into a harsh knot of striated muscle... and then keeps growing. The muscles begin to form a donut, squeezing the base of my cock until they act like a permanent cock ring. I do an experimental flex, and my entire cock springs up at the speed of light, displacing the air in an instant... and I'm not even fully erect. I'm still growing... and the potion still isn't finished. My belly slowly goes flat as the muscles in my pelvis continually get even bigger. The veiny mass of beef grows outwards, further encompassing the base of my cock and pushing against the inside of my legs. The muscles... they're so big... they almost look like a knot for my cock. They completely dwarf the rest of my torso. And yet, as soon as I think they're done growing, they grow even more. The deformed knot expands, and I can feel its presence spread further out to the rest of my pelvis, squeezing the root of my nuts... and the ring of my anus. It all grows once more, until everything down there feels like a tight spring that can't jump.
\tI reach 100% quickly. The cock-ring formed by my pelvic muscles squeezes far too tightly, expanding me past fullness until it's at a purple, thumping 200%. The pain is difficult to stand... yet the pleasure is shattering. I struggle against my restraints, desperate to touch that beating, throbbing monstrosity, the hyper-thick veins pushed even thicker by the muscle-knot until the whole thing looked like an exposed organ about to burst. Deeper down, the muscles of my sphincter squeeze repeatedly on their own, pleasuring my massive, oversensitive butt and making me crave penetration.
\tMy eyes roll back into my head as moans escape my lips unbidden. Louder... louder I moan, until it turns into an endless wail... so much pleasure. My feet test the restraints, as they, too, are desperate to flex and rub, to feel and slide along my immense, scary-taut length. Part of me was concerned about my skin's ability to stay together with so much blood constantly engorging my cock to new dimensions, but I was too lost in the sheer pleasure of growth. I can feel the orgasm coming... that familiar feeling of climax rising and swelling, accompanied by... an unfamiliar panic. I was suddenly scared of what would happen if I actually came, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. My body was acting on its own, stimulating itself, providing sensations to my brain that I've never felt before. Irresistable sensations that demand I cum, cum HARD, CUM FOREVER, CUM! CUM! CUM!!!
\tI can feel, but not hear, the screams of pain. Everything seems to shut down, but I haven't passed out. I can see the way my cock and cock-muscles bloat further, skin somehow staying intact, yet I'm completely blind at the same time. It hurts... so much... yet I want, need, MORE. I can even feel my balls squeezing, desperately voiding their virile, concentrated payload at the behest of my hypertrophied muscles. I grit my teeth between screams, trying my best to buck my hips, but my waist is bound to the platform as well.
\tThere's so much. Is this how Tozy felt? There really doesn't seem to be any stop to it. My body tells me in no uncertain terms it doesn't care what I want. It will keep cumming. There's nothing I can do. No further stimulation is necessary, I will be trapped in the horrible intensity of this pleasure for as long as my cock wants to keep feeling this good. For as long as my balls keep clutching. As long as my muscles keep clenching. As long as my pleasure keeps rising.
\tThe pain lets up a little bit and I'm able to consciously observe the stream of cum rocketing from my cock. My stream is a lot thicker than Tozy's, so it's ramming the ceiling incredibly hard. The magic barrier is emitting a loud, screeching noise, a warning that it's close to failing. My aids don't seem to be moving from where they are, though, so I assume there's no real danger... well, not to them anyway. This is torture for me. It feels good, but it feels too good... and it's accompanied with a sense of dread. My body isn't obeying me. What have I become? What if it really won't end? Even once my balls eventually empty, the orgasm could continue. The clenching, the throbbing, my ass squeezing, my cock jumping and flexing, my veins beating and expanding...
\tThat's when I feel it. Another one. Not just another shot of cum, but a whole other orgasm. Coming while my first one is still riding me so hard... no, no that's too much. An intense fear overtakes me, and I try to get the attention of my aids, but besides turning my head, I can't get any words through the screams of my arousal. They don't seem to get the hint. I keep trying, but the orgasm creeps closer and closer... that's when I realize. The reason they probably aren't coming...
\tMy face is smiling.
\tI don't understand. The pain, the fear, the panic, I don't want this, I know I don't want this. This is way too much... I-I could die. Why am I happy?! ...It's something inside me I've tried not to acknowledge. It's the part of me that wants pleasure. Only pleasure. At any cost. The monster that caused that incident years ago... the reason I built this chamber... I thought it was merely selfishness, but it's deeper than that. It doesn't care about the lives of others, but it doesn't care about mine, either. Even if this pleasure causes my entire kingdom to go up in flames, immeasurably harming everyone I love, I... I... NEED THIS. I NEED THIS PLEASURE. GIVE IT TO ME. I DON'T CARE, I NEED IT ALL. GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME! NOW!
\t
\tThe air completely empties from my lungs as the second orgasm stacking on top of the first hits me like a freight train. The pain multiplies at the same time as my muscles. Twofold. More. More. Give me more! Before long, I feel a third orgasm. The first one still hasn't stopped. It doesn't matter whether I can handle it or not. I greet that orgasm with fanatic love.
\tI hear a snap, followed by renewed freedom in my right big toe. I must have broken the restraint. Moving even just that toe feels sooo good... the orgasm comes faster. I don't even feel it coming. All I feel before blacking out is my whole body jerking in one big spasm...
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Morning Report Dos
\tI wake up back on my throne, back in my right mind... my entire body aches. I look down to see that my penis is back to its old self... I guess the potion didn't take. I wince with pain as I raise my arm. I rub my cock a little bit, somewhat forlorn... when I notice that my pelvis feels a lot more solid than it used to. A lot more solid. Did I actually retain some effects? Is that possible?
\tFeminine Voice: ``Ahem.''
\tI turn to my right to see May sitting on the arm of the chair, displaying her impatience. She looks... different from before. Her boobs are still humongous and I very much want to hump them... but there's something else. Something other than my complete inability to fuck her into immobility due to my entire body being practically paralyzed.
\tI try to focus. I guess I'm still feeling a little horny after my session. My body's satisfied, for sure. My balls are about half the size they were, giving me quite a bit more leg/foot room. My mind still needs time to calm down, though. Oh, May's arm is huge. How did I miss that?
\tMay: ``Nice of you to join us, my lord. Ready for the news?''
\t``Ye- agh...''
\tEven my jaw hurts. Dang... May conveniently fails to mention the size of her left arm. I'm pretty sure it's even bigger than it was before, but maybe that's just because the rest of her body is back to its original, thin size. The arm of her robe has been cleanly clipped off and the hole decorated with small diamond chips, so there's no question she has her arm like that on purpose. I guess she's waiting for me to mention it.
\t``Um, before that... your arm?'' I point to it.
\tIt's literally multiple times bigger than the rest of her body, including her tits and ass. I guess she grew some kind of attachment to it after yesterday's weird mishap. I still don't know how that happened.
\tMay: ``Oh, this little old thing? Teehee~... I didn't like it at first, but it's kind of cute, don't you think?'' She flexes her bicep for emphasis.
\tThere's nothing about hyper-huge muscles flexing in your face that says ``cute'' (it's literally so big that she can't flex it without her shoulder and bicep squeezing against her face).
\tMay: ``It's so big, smooth, and round... it's like a big, black marshmallow!'' May rubs her bicep... with her free hand AND the hand on that arm. ``It's... so big... and I can make it even bigger. See?''
\tShe keeps rubbing her bicep with both hands and the cheek of her face as she flexes it much harder, causing it to balloon until it's over twice the size it was. The look in her eyes is the same as it is when she worships my belly during a feeding. She holds the flex for much longer than is necessary for the conversation... in fact, she seems to have forgotten I was here. I can almost see the hearts floating above her head as she worships the bicep on her own arm... I mean, yeah, it's pretty cool, but I got things to do okay? And I'm sore as hell.
\t``Yes, it's quite nice. So I guess you're keeping it?''
\tMay jumps. She really did forget I was here. May: ``O-oh, uh, yes. Yes, I'm keeping it forever. I can't wait to... to train it... and make it even bigger...'' She strokes her arm as if it's a pet pony.
\t``So, about the news?!''
\tMay jumps again. May: ``Ah! Yes, the news! Well, first on the agenda, the head alchemist told me to inform you that you broke some kind of magic barrier this morning? They won't be able to repair it until Mittens comes back. She says `don't worry, the wall is just fine. It looks like the potion's effects mostly wore off as well, which I'm sure you will agree is a very good thing.''' May tries to cross her arms and nod the way the head alchemist did, but her arm is too big (and her boobs), so it looks like she's just grabbing her huge forearm.
\tOnly ``mostly''? So I really did retain some effects?! This is... groundbreaking! I rub my hardened pelvis in amazement, but try to keep my civilized facade.
\t``Send her my thanks. Continue.''
\tMay: ``Knight Werewolf has returned to the castle. According to reports, he was still hammering those... bordellos until, umm... early this morning. Even though he started... early yesterday morning. H-he's, uhh, currently... resting... in his quarters.'' A few beads of sweat dot her forehead as her nipples stiffen underneath her robe. She starts to fan herself with the hand on her muscle-arm. ``U-uh, the magicians who were out on call yesterday. The brothel owners are accepting your word on the matter, since the mages did a good job patching up. The mages are demanding some kind of compensation for their work yesterday, though, and they're threatening to strike. They worked very long hours and they were kept so busy that they couldn't enjoy themselves at the brothels.''
\tThat's bullshit. No fucking way they weren't enjoying those brothels.
\t``Fine, whatever. How about some dungeon time?''
\tMay: ``You're going to send them to the dungeon? Really?'' She's genuinely surprised that I'm being so hardass about this. ``A-are you sure?''
\t``Yeah, they can take the day off and rest up in one of the feeler cells. Ask them what they think about that.''
\tMay looks to the side. May: ``If you say so...''
\t``Continue, please.''
\tMay: ``Yes, the most important news of the day. Queen Yoshi, of the Nation of Yoshi, is currently on her way here. She's expected to arrive in just a few hours.''
\t``Hm. Is Mittens on his way back as well?''
\tMay: ``No, sire. His investigation is independent from this visit. We also have no information on what exactly she wants to discuss with you.''
\t``Ugh. Sounds like good news... continue.''
\tMay: ``This is the last one. The treasurer sent out his probe among the citizens to gather opinions on the state of taxes this morning. He stressed that I should remind you that our kingdom has the lowest proportional tax rates in the world. And that that's bad.'' May muscle-shrugs.
\t``Yes, yes... alright, thank you. You are dismissed.''
\tMay: ``You sure you don't want to see my arm some more? I can make it bigger!''
\tMay starts flexing without giving me a chance to respond. It really does swell up even larger than before, until it's over three times its unflexed size. Even more unexpected is just how fast she cums as a result of doing this. Fluids splash down on the arm of the throne, and... whoa, milk actually begins to gush from her nipples. Her normal-arm comes up to grope her breasts as she flexes her muscle-arm as hard as she possibly can. She begins to moan and lick her massive, comically-oversized bicep. It really is crazy. Her arm is so big that her tricep could dig grooves into the ground while she's standing up. And she wants it even bigger than that. She suddenly moans louder and cums again, milk absolutely spraying through her robe.
\tI guess I do feel a little parched after my activities this morning...
\t``Alright, come here...'' I levitate the kid closer to me and begin raising her robe up.
\tMay quickly raises her robe the rest of the way above her overlarge mammaries. May: ``Ah~, oh yes, I never... f-fed you your drink yesterday. I have so much more saved up for my little man, now...''
\tTrue to her word, her breasts look absolutely swollen. Their black skin is tinted red and heavy veins throb across them, particularly around the areola. They're heavily lactating as well. I open my mouth and sip a bit from the stream. Fresh, subrosian milk. Very warm, sweeter than honey, and with a tiny hint of spice. Magnificent.
\tMay: ``Don't tease me, milk meeeeee~!''
\tShe can't bring herself to stop flexing and her other arm can't quite reach, so it's up to me to grab the sides of a teat and pull it forward. Without ceremony, I grab her nipple, shove it onto my waiting tongue and start sucking.
\tKeep in mind, I'm so small that her large nipple is equivalent to a human sucking on a slightly-lengthened billiard ball. Milk fills my mouth so quickly, I struggle to swallow it all down.
\tMay reaches over with her free hand to shove me harder against her massive, underage tit. May: ``Yeeeeeeeeees! Suck harder! There's so much!''
\tI suck like my life depends on it. It's not just the heat of the situation, it's also the fact that I really was thirsty. Every gulp of her sweet dew was like a kiss of life. My belly begins to swell from all the liquid, though, and I remember her other fetish. Maybe I should cut this off before it spins out of control...
\tMay: ``Make sure you get the other one, too!'' May grabs me by the neck with her free hand, then pivots so my face is rubbing against her other breast.
\tOkay, I mean... maybe just a little bit more...
\t[*long milking session ensues, followed by exaggerated belly-worship*]
\tFor the second day in a row, my belly is left so large that nothing else can be seen under it except my feet. I don't know how she produces so much, but I assume it's the same way everyone else is able to produce liters of cum in excess of their total body mass. Alchemy's one hell of a drug. So is magic. And whatever the fuck behemoths are on.
\tMay, meanwhile, flexed herself into a sex coma. Her arm is ridiculously gigantic now, but the bicep is so sensitive that she fainted. She's being carried off by a couple of random servants now. It looks like it gained a lot of size even unflexed. Wow. I guess that's how effective those alchemical steroids can be in the hands of someone with a hardcore muscle fetish.
\tWait, have we actually made a chemical that can grow you that much, in just one day, as long as you're horny enough to keep flexing??? Man, Benjamin's right, I am an absolute dumbass. That definitely should have gone straight to the military...
\tOn the plus side, since I told pretty much everyone on the east side that they have to take it, roughly a quarter of our kingdom is going to be fetish-huge, very soon... not where I thought we were going to be going, but I guess that's where we're going.
\tI call over a random servant.
\t``Get me the chief of the guard.''
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#11 Tozy's `Roid Rage
\tSlai enters the throne room. Before I can say anything, Benjamin also comes flying in...
\t``Treasurer? What are you-''
\tBenjamin: ``Don't give me that! Did you see what May looks like now?! You fuck-''
\t``Hold on! Hold on! I saw the same thing, I've already called in Slai.'' I point forward, into my massively-swollen belly, intending to draw attention to the muscle-dragon filling the throne room.
\tBenjamin only now notices the dragon's presence. Benjamin: ``Ah, my apologies, chieftain!'' He gives a half-bow. ``I didn't mean to intrude. I hope you will abide my listening in?''
\tSlai lowers his head to the ground in a deep bow. Slai: ``It is no problem, treasurer.'' He turns to me. Or, rather, he turns to the giant pair of feet and spherical blob sitting on the throne. ``What is this regarding?''
\t``We must cancel the Steroid Decree immediately.''
\tBoth of their eyes go wide, though I can't see it.
\t``Round up what's left from the people, if they're willing to give it you. Let the subrosians keep what they have, though.''
\tI hear a sigh from Benjamin, likely annoyed by my soft hand. Benjamin: ``We need those supplies. Can't we at least take it from the subrosians?''
\t``The subrosians have joined us in military alliance. We need at least the assurance that they're going to be huge when they show up.''
\tSlai: ``We are in military alliance with subrosians?'' He stifles a laugh. ``What army do they even have?''
\tBenjamin: ``Exactly my point.''
\t``We don't know, okay? But by god they're going to be fucking hulks when they have to fight, or they won't be fighting, understand? They are to be treated as a serious fighting force. We need all the help we can get.''
\tSlai is unconvinced. Slai: ``Understood.''
\tBenjamin sighs. Benjamin: ``I don't know what you see in those hooded heathens.''
\t``Watch your tongue, Benjamin. Did you not say just yesterday that we can't keep leaning on our allies? We can't afford to alienate our closest allies, no matter how insignificant they appear to be. Under our watch, they could become as fierce as the greenskins.''
\tBenjamin: ``I'll believe it when I see it. Fortunately, only about half of that decree went to them. Please tell me we're not supplying them with any more?''
\tI sigh. ``No, not for the time being.''
\tBenjamin: ``Thank you!''
\tSlai: ``I'm still in the dark. We're going to send soldiers around to take back the steroid supplies from the people? No matter how we go about this, this will lower your approval.''
\tBenjamin and I speak at the same time. ``It's unavoidable.''
\t``I'll explain it, I've seen the effects first hand.'' I turn my gaze forward, though I still can't see anything past the milk in my stomach. ``It seems the steroids we sent out were far more effective than we imagined. The alchemists miscalculated. Keep in mind, though, I've only seen this in subrosians so far, which is part of the reason they should keep what they have.''
\tI clear my throat as I try to think of the best way to say this.
\t``The steroid appears to keep growing the user for as long as they... keep flexing. Over the course of just one day and one indirect dose, a small subrosian girl was able to grow muscles proportionally larger than even yours, Slai.''
\tSlai: ``...what?''
\tBenjamin: ``Wait, what do you mean an indirect dose?''
\t``May only began growing during my feeding session yesterday morning. As far as I can tell, she got some of it from what was mixed into the garlic. I didn't even see her eat any of it.''
\tSlai: ``Just one day, and she was able to grow larger than me? Are you sure?'' Slai's expression grows intense, scaring Benjamin a bit. I can only sense it in his voice.
\t``Yes. Benjamin's here because he saw it himself. She was somehow able to condense the effects into just one arm as well, with the help of the royal alchemists, while keeping the rest of her body slim. As you are aware, this kind of growth with this kind of speed was thought impossible.''
\tSlai: ``Sire... the decree has been in effect for several days. The citizens using it have grown quite large, quite fast, but nothing as extreme as what you're talking about.''
\t``I assumed as much. However, muscle fetishes aren't exactly common. The subrosian man who came to consult with me a couple of days ago wasn't that extreme, either... until he tried to get larger. Do me a favor Slai, flex for me.''
\tHe stumbles over his words, embarrassed by the request. ``I, you, I, you, uh, you want me to flex? My... my what?''
\tI open a short range portal in front of my eyes so I can see him. From the other side, he can only see my large demon eyes staring at him. ``Flex a foreleg. Try to flex as hard as you can.''
\tSlai: ``Uh, y-yes, my king.''
\tHe actually starts blushing as he raises his paw. Given the conversation, he knows I'm just examining him, right? This isn't a sexual thing? I didn't bring this up just so I could ogle... I mean, I am ogling, but this has a scientific purpose.
\tSlai grits his fangs and flexes his forepaw hard, until his whole leg is vibrating with the strain. The muscles blow up over twice as large, covered in intense veins and striations from intense conditioning. He lets go a stifled moan as he holds the flex. Slai takes steroids regularly, like most of the army, but he also works out way more often than most. It shows in just how unbelievably jacked he is. At rest, the muscles bulging from just one of his feral shoulders are thick enough to comfortably house the average lion-beastman. When a muscle already that big multiplies in size from a flex, it looks as if a magi-volatile bomb went off underneath his scales.
\tAnd he was taking the old stuff.
\t``Now stop.''
\tSlai lets go of the flex and his leg goes back to its previous size, albeit a little flushed.
\tI close the portal. I gained a bit of an erection, but fortunately no one can see it under my belly. ``What I've observed is a body that grows with that same gusto, but never fully returns to its previous state. Everyone in the throne room witnessed that subrosian man grow almost twice as large just in the time he stood before me. I had assumed that was after taking the new steroids for several days... but now, I see it's possible, that he grew that big after just one dose in just one day. That explains why they were so desperate for replacement robes.''
\tSlai: ``I-I... I see...''
\tBenjamin: ``Hopefully it works on more than just subrosians. If our army could grow that fast, we could have a whole army of behemoths patrolling the perimeter.''
\t``Let's not jump to conclusions. Slai, you've already confirmed that it works faster than the conventional stuff, right?''
\tSlai: ``...oh, uh, yes...''
\tBenjamin: ``You might want to move a little faster. The chieftain's about to blow.''
\t``Ah, my apologies!'' I make another portal, unwilling to miss my rare chance to ogle Slai's cock. ``Yes, round up as much as you can, but ensure no one is harmed. Dismissed!''
\tSlai bows his head as close to the carpet as he can, but his massive penis and gouts of precum get in the way. Slai: ``G-glory be to the K-kingdom of Lu-ugh.'' A burst of precum flies out and splashes across both of my soles. ``Lust.''
\t``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''
\tI glare at his gigantic spiked penis as he turns around. It really is a majestic creature. It's long enough to poke out between his forelegs, yet still rigid enough to hug his bulging abs and pecs. A spiral of large barbs adorns the shaft, stopping abruptly at the soft, pointed head. Impatient veins throb between them. That right there is a full dick. He's that aroused by the thought of growing bigger? Maybe muscle fetishes are more common around here than I thought they were. Either that, or having muscles that big just automatically gives you one.
\tAfter Slai leaves, Benjamin turns to me. Benjamin: ``I got the information on that potion, by the way. The cum thing?''
\t``Yeah. I assume there's some problem with it?''
\tHe chuckles. Benjamin: ``You see the pattern, huh? Well, no. The materials to make it are expensive, but we don't have that many candidates that can use it, and even less that want to use it. With Rayo's help, we're already set to implement them into our standing army. We just need someone to train them.''
\t``How do you know so much about this, anyway?''
\tBenjamin: ``Everyone has to go through me before anything gets approved. I make calls, I get stuff done.''
\t``Fine. But shouldn't we have discussed this with Slai before he left?''
\tBenjamin: ``Oh, I already filled him in. Like I said, we just need someone to lead the training. Mute's looking into it, but we haven't been able to find anyone yet. Any ideas?''
\t``I don't think anyone has ever purposely used cum to stab people unless they're within this castle. To my knowledge, this is new technology. The way I see it working, we could either get a ballistics expert... or they can use Tozy for practice. He's already taken the stuff.''
\tTozy perks up. I don't know what he was doing. Staring at the wall or something. Trying to shove his own cock up his ass. He does that occasionally. Tozy: ``What?''
\tBenjamin: ``Hey, little guy. How do you feel about being touched by strangers?''
\tTozy: ``Pretty good. Why?''
\t``Do you think you could weather another orgasm like you had a couple of days ago? I remember you got pretty scared.''
\tTozy: ``Oh! Um, it was kind of scary... b-but I can get used to it! The dominatrix hits me all the time and it totally feels good now!''
\t``So you're just going to blatantly admit to ignoring what I told you not to do, okay...''
\tBenjamin turns to me. Benjamin: ``Was it really that bad? Maybe we should get someone else.''
\t``It was pretty bad. I also experienced a more powerful version of it first-hand this morning. I'm not sure it would be a good idea to put Tozy through that over and over again.''
\tTozy: ``Over and over again?! I want to do it! Lemme do it! Please?!''
\tBenjamin: ``The guys can be pretty rough, son. It won't feel good.''
\tTozy looks raises his little fists. He looks determined. Tozy: ``I like it rough!''
\tBenjamin turns back to me. Benjamin: ``I don't know, up to you. I don't think the kid's head can be messed up any more than it already has, working for you. Especially if he's making regular trips to the dominatrix on his own.''
\t``Thanks a lot. Ugh... I guess it is important for any prospective potion-takers to know what they're getting into. It might lower the number of people willing to take it, though.''
\tBenjamin: ``That means it will cost less. So we're really sending him?''
\tI turn to look at Tozy. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth from the thought of what's going to happen to him. Rakers are such a strange species. ``Yes, we're going to send him.''
\tTozy: ``YES!'' Tozy jumps up in the air and pumps his fist, like he just won a trip to Masque Land.
\tBenjamin: ``Well, the men on the west wall are already waiting for someone. You can go there now if you want.''
\t``Wait, go to the midwestern watchtower first, inform Slai of your cooperation.''
\tTozy: ``YES, MASTER! Hehehehe~'' Tozy's gone faster than a flowery, sweet-smelling wind trying to enter the castle.
\tBenjamin: ``What's that kid's story, do you mind? He's not anyone's offspring, like the other kids. I thought you made him a knight so you could have relations with him, but I think that incident a couple of days ago is the first time I've ever heard of you laying a hand on him.''
\t``It's complicated. As you know, only a few of my royal knights are actually here to defend me. Tozy is just as special as the rest. Rakers aren't native to our land, you're aware.''
\tBenjamin: ``Yeah, something like the opposite side of the planet, right? Very small population as well.''
\t``Do you know anything else about them?''
\tBenjamin leans against a pillar, settling in for what sounds like a long story. Benjamin: ``I do not. They're small and blind, that's all.''
\t``They also have a curious need to be ordered around like slaves.''
\tBenjamin: ``...you're being serious. You're trying to tell me that's not just Tozy? That's all of them?''
\t``Yes. That's why essentially their whole population is controlled by one of the weakest nations in the land. Once someone becomes their master, they will obey no one else.''
\tBenjamin looks towards the door. Benjamin: ``Like tiny behemoths...?''
\t``And believe it or not, I'm not Tozy's master. The dominatrix is. She brought him with her when she migrated here.''
\tBenjamin: ``Well that explains why he's always down there... but then why is he up here with you? Wait, why does he obey you if you're not his master?''
\t``Because the dominatrix told him to. She only had to say it once, then she assumed her work and he's been up here ever since.''
\tBenjamin: ``...is he only here because you can't get him to leave, then?''
\t``That's only half the story. Do you know how old Tozy is?''
\tBenjamin: ``I wouldn't know, but from the way he talks, I'd wager somewhere around 8 or 9?''
\t``He's 4.''
\tBenjamin scoffs. Benjamin: ``Hogwash.''
\t``When he arrived here, he was only 3 years old. It's been confirmed by several sorcerers.''
\tBenjamin: ``Damn...''
\t``The kid's smart as hell for his age. A sex freak, yes, but a genius. Imagine if he could cast magic?''
\tBenjamin: ``Heh. He'd be another Mittens.''
\t``I don't know why the dominatrix would just leave him with me, especially given my appearance. I thought maybe she just didn't want him to witness what she was doing down there... but then he `orders' her to let him participate and she does. My laws don't actually matter to her in that case, so I don't know why she does that. She's a total mystery.''
\tBenjamin: ``So, this woman owns this genius child, but for some reason moves to a half-demon's Lust Kingdom to become a dominatrix in a dungeon? A boy like that's marketable. She could have been rich!''
\t``That's a weird take, but I agree. I don't know what's going through her head. She must be even more of a sex freak than Tozy is... but to answer your question, the main reason I'm allowing this to happen is because I want to see what Tozy becomes. He could become the best at anything he takes an intellectual interest in. We just have to find out what.''
\tBenjamin: ``Alchemy seems likely. DDK went into sorcery for his flesh, I would imagine Tozy goes into alchemy for the same reason.''
\t``Probably. I just don't know. You would think he would have taken more of an interest in alchemy by now, as much as he loves chugging those potions. I just don't want him to end up in a brothel somewhere.''
\tBenjamin: ``There really is no safer place than a king's throne room for a kid like that...''
\tSqueak: ``YOUR HIGHNESS! THE QUEEN APPROACHES!''
\tBenjamin: ``That's my cue.'' He stands off of the pillar and waves to me as he leaves.
\tOddly cordial. I guess I'm doing something right.
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#12 The Queen's Gambit
\tMy belly has shrunken to a much more manageable size by this point. Still spherical, but just small enough for me to see over, allowing me to meet ``Queen'' Yoshi face-to-face. As you may have guessed from my use of quotation marks, ``Queen'' Yoshi is male. There are, in fact, no female yoshis at all, and feminizing alchemy generally doesn't work on them as a result (since there's no basis in their genes to work off of). There are, regardless, some yoshis who are entranced by the females of other species and strive to be like them. Look like them, act like them and, most importantly, be regarded as them. Yoshi culture is famously open and accepting, though, to the point where one of their ``females'' can actually become their leader.
\tThe queen enters my throne room with a dull expression, her hands folded in front of her. She's wearing a long, golden ball gown, no doubt concealing an equally long yoshi cock, with matching gloves that extend past the elbow.
\tShe also enters alone. I reiterate, we're not allies. Is this a show of trust? I can also tell by the way her feet hit the carpet that she's not wearing shoes. Something yoshis never do.
\tQueen: ``King ________, I presume?''
\tI should mention, even though raw feminizing alchemy doesn't work, adjacent alchemy does. Wider hips, meatier thighs, a thicker chest (though boobs are out of the question), longer eyelashes, a fat butt, all of it is available. There's even potions for a softer, higher-pitched voice, which she has clearly taken.
\t``I am. I was notified of your arrival, but not your intentions.''
\tQueen: ``Yes, I know. You are, of course, aware of the incident at our border?''
\t``Yes. I sent my most powerful magician to investigate the matter. Did you meet him?''
\tQueen: ``I'm afraid I have. He's very thorough. And very powerful.''
\t``I would trust him with my life. However, it would seem he hasn't found anything as of yet, so what are you afraid of?''
\tQueen: ``I want you to call him off.''
\t``What?''
\tQueen: ``I offer myself in return. I will even give you my soles. Please.''
\t``You're here to-...?! You flatter me, Queen Yoshi, but you know I can't do that. Unstable Titan Magic is a very serious matter. I assure you, we won't retain any of your records or information. We don't want to be your enemy.''
\tQueen: ``My kingdom is the one at stake, you are aware?''
\t``I am aware. But what do you hope to gain from calling off my investigation? Mittens is very benign, he only wants to know the truth. ...Is the truth... darker than I imagine?''
\tQueen: ``We have important matters to discuss. Please, can we have a moment?''
\t``...''
\tThe air in the room grows cold.
\t``Guards. Leave us. And make sure no one comes near the doors.''
\tGoblin, Squeak, Pea, and Sissy slowly leave the room. Master walks forward and out of the front gate. Before he closes the gate behind him, I can spot another yoshi standing next to the door.
\t``What is this?''
\tThe expression on her face doesn't change. She takes a few slow steps toward me. Queen: ``The man who was practicing Titan Magic. I know him. He works for me.''
\tMy eyes narrow. ``Your kingdom... your castle... was really practicing Titan Magic? Are you insane?''
\tShe doesn't stop walking forward. A purple mist suddenly envelopes the sleeves of her gloves. Queen: ``No. He wasn't doing it with my blessing. But he had the aid of several of my confidants. The incident at the border was the result of a test. A new advancement they've made, that they thought they would announce... publicly.''
\tMy eyes glow black. I don't know what she's planning. ``Why are you telling me all this?''
\tQueen: ``It is my hope that with the truth... and my pleading... you can save my kingdom.''
\tAll of her clothes suddenly disappear at once, then reappear near the gate. She doesn't stop walking until she's standing directly in front of my feet. The expression on her face remains dull.
\tAs I expected, her body is extremely shaped. Puffy, fatty pectoral muscles hang from her chest, failing to take away from the perfect pear making up her lower body, and failing to add any femininity to the humongous cock hanging to the floor. It is literally just long enough for the totally flaccid head to brush against the carpet. Her gigantic balls, usually tied back with a belt, hang free behind her legs. She has the standard white belly of her people, and bright-green skin.
\tNot that I wouldn't mind taking that puff-chest for a ride, but this is wrong.
\tI stop casting. ``Stop. Is that really the truth? You say you didn't have anything to do with this?''
\tQueen: ``I did not.''
\t``Then how do you know who is guilty? Why haven't you handled this on your own?''
\tShe caresses one of my big toes with one hand, then begins to rub her fatty pecs with her other hand. Queen: ``Titan Magic leaves residue, no matter how it's casted. I spotted it after the incident... and I know who that person knows. I haven't handled it on my own because... attempting to would have me executed. Traitors. All of them are traitors.'' Her expression waivers a bit.
\t``What can I do? Mittens is trustworthy, he would be better to handle this kind of information. He wouldn't just turn you in, I assure you.''
\tQueen: ``You don't understand.'' She catches her breath, then begins to rub her body up and down along my foot, occasionally licking the sole. ``What they're doing... they've turned Titan Magic into a weapon. Not a ritual to be used to try and create behemoths. An instant, targeted blast meant to kill whoever they want.''
\t``And cause collateral damage in the process.''
\tYoshi's cock stays stone-sober despite her actions. She turns her attention towards me and begins to climb onto the throne, sliding her hands and knees over my balls. Queen: ``They truly think they can withstand any attack with this power. Even from behemoths like yours. If I try to stop them, they will simply kill me.''
\t``...''
\tShe sits heavily on her knees on what would count as my ``lap''. It takes her a moment to find purchase on top of the wobbly masses of my ass and balls. She then leans down to cradle my body in her hands. Her voice comes out at almost a whisper. Queen: ``I notified no one of my departure. No one except the single servant I brought with me. Once I return, I will likely be executed. You must help me. You must help us. I'll do anything.''
\t``I'm afraid your advances make it hard to think. I'm aware of my reputation, but I have all the sex I could ever want within this castle. You can't win me over that way.''
\tQueen: ``Th-then-...'' Her arms briefly glow purple.
\t``But I will help you. I just... I just need to think of how.''
\tYoshi cracks a small smile. Yoshi: ``Thank you.''
\t``We're going to need the help of Mittens, regardless. Anything that could disrupt a coup, I won't be able to do myself. And I'm not willing to put my people at risk invading your kingdom. Even a portal attack would lead to all-out war.''
\tQueen: ``...yes, it would.''
\tMittens: ``That's a pickle!''
\tWhat the fuck?!
\tMittens: ``I had figured out about half of that, but I didn't think it went that deep.''
\tFor a moment, I thought Mittens was actually in the room. He's instead speaking to me through a mental link. How, though, I have no idea.
\tMittens: ``I opened a widdle-bitty portal, smaller than a pinhole, as soon as I noticed the queen leaving the kingdom. It turns out I was right, she was heading to you. Sorry, I was listening in the whole time. You really have to work on your mental defenses, you know that?''
\tOh fuck off.
\tI speak out loud. ``Mittens was actually listening in.''
\tA look of genuine shock comes to her face. Yoshi: ``W-what? He saw me leaving?''
\tMittens: ``Yup!''
\t``Yep.'' I think to Mittens, ``Do you have a plan?''
\tMittens: ``I'm thinking. I could stage an assassination, but if there's as many people in on this as she says there are, I would have to know exactly who knows how to cast the spell.''
\t``That's, uhh... a lot bloodier than I thought you would come up with.''
\tMittens: ``Titan Magic is serious business. Don't worry, I can kill a dude without anyone knowing it was me.''
\tJesus. Think you're sending an investigator to another kingdom and suddenly he's a hired blade.
\tMittens: ``What, you thought my magic was limited to healing and barriers? I ain't no grandmaster for no reason, bitch.''
\tApparently he can assassinate story settings, too.
\t``Yoshi, do you know exactly who knows how to cast this new spell? Mittens says he can kill them without arousing suspicion.''
\tThe look on her face suddenly gets very serious and she stays quiet. She may not tell me. After all, these were her people. She hired them. Built a kingdom together. They laughed together, cried together, had sex- Queen: ``It's Mortimer and Pott.''
\tMittens: ``I knew it! Consider them gone.''
\tAn image suddenly comes to mind of a kitten with a glock. I shiver... my eyes glow black and I shut off the mental link.
\t``You're welcome to stay here in the castle until Mittens returns. Just so we know you're safe.''
\tQueen: ``No, I must return. I will consult with him on my way back. But please, accept my... heartfelt thanks.'' A demure smile comes over her face as she brings herself closer to me.
\tAs she forces me into a kiss, I can feel her cock finally start to stiffen. The length grows obscenely as it erects, throbbing to an incredible dozen feet long.
\tQueen: ``I've never been with a half-demon. With your emphasis on feet, I assume you're aware of traditional yoshi lovemaking?'' She rears back onto her plush ass, centering herself on top of the slab of my cock so she can present her feet. ``We normally keep our feet covered at all times. We only gift our soles to those we plan to marry.'' She suddenly blushes deeply and looks away. ``Y-you don't... have to marry me. This is just the truest expression of my appreciation. My servant removed my shoes just before I entered, so... they should be perfectly ripe for you.''
\tShe's holding onto her knees, sitting on the base of my cock, holding her feet inches from my face, and waiting for my approval. I don't think I've ever encountered a hotter situation. Especially since the feet she's so shyly shoving in my face stink with the scent of being trapped inside of shoes for years at a time. The smell is so heavy, the gas can actually be seen emanating from the crevice between each toe.
\tI quickly cast a calming spell on my loins, lest I cause another accident.
\tI grab one of her feet and push it against my face. It's not just the smell that's perfect. They're completely soft as well, with just enough moisture from the sweat to keep their scent applied to whatever they touch. I don't want to ruin them with my saliva, so I simply rub my nose across each one. From the heel, to those wrinkling arches, to those sensitive, wiggling toes, the stench never lets up. The odor between her toes is so strong, even I can barely stand it... but stand it I do, as I alternate between each pit, eager to get the unique brand of stink from each and every one. I can't stop sniffing. Every time I catch a breath, I just wish my nose was back on her soft, smelly soles.
\tQueen: ``I-I can see they meet your approval. Um... i-it is customary for you to... use them... as well.''
\t``Aaah~... I appreciate your offer, but I'm afraid I'm not allowed to cum within the normal confines of my castle. You may rub me if you wish.''
\tYoshi doesn't waste any time spinning around, ripping her feet from my clutches and instead shoving her sweaty ass in my face. And then onto my face.
\tQueen: ``Yes. Accept my feet onto your big, powerful, man cock.'' She starts footjobbing my half-stiff beast with lustful abandon as she grinds her anus over my head. ``Accept my soft, sweaty feet in courtship so that I may never conceal them again. Make them belong to you and only you.''
\tI'm starting to think she's actually going through some kind of marriage-ceremony-slash-honeymoon. I'm glad to add an ally to my kingdom, but I wasn't trying to make her our queen. I'm particularly surprised at just how quickly she got hot for me, considering her nation and mine have been cold towards each other for so long. How long has she been planning this?
\tI suddenly feel her own monster cock poking around the pit between the big and middle toes of my right foot.
\tQueen: ``Hhhh-...hhhh-... would you return my affection? Would you present your soles to me as I have to you? Please... hhh-nnh!'' A splash of liquid can be heard hitting the carpet. ``TAKE ME! Take your whore of a wife with your evil, DEMON feet! I'm yours! I'm all yours!''
\tNow she's getting racial. Her whole fantasy is a little uncomfortable for me... but not so uncomfortable that I'm not going to do it. Don't judge me.
\tI haven't given a footjob in a long time, for obvious reasons. I pull her cock between my toes, making her scream, then I raise both of my feet and encompass as much of her as I can. They're quite a bit larger than her penis is, but that just means it feels even better for her. I don't expect to do more than a couple of rubs before she bursts... which is exactly what happens.
\tHer body immediately erupts into seizures as my soles meet her private parts. Queen: ``Hhhh-h-h-h-HEAVENS! S-s-s-s-so soft... N-not at all what I... imagined... I-I-I... I'm going... I'm going to-!''
\tI feel her sphincter begin to tighten rhythmically against my forehead. If she tried harder to sit down on me, I have no doubt I would have-
\tAnd there I am. I try to think... when was the last time I found myself inside someone's asshole? It's been months at least... I think it was probably the last time I messed around with Sissy? He spends so much time with Pea, I don't think I've bred him in over a year. I really should sex up my knights more instead of just having them around as eye candy. Maybe... maybe I should have something reduced? Ugh, I promised myself I would never make anything smaller, but... now I can't have real sex with anyone without possibly killing hundreds of people. It's a drag. Maybe just a desensitizer? I mean, what's the point of being the king of lust if you can't have sex? Yoshi's orgasm is lasting a pretty long time. I'll have to ask Libra next time I see her. There has to be some way I can have sex again without having to hold back so much. ...eh, nah, she will probably just say I need reductions. I'd have to give up this giant ass for sure. But it fills the throne so perfectly! I don't want to go back to what I was doing before, just... sitting on the thing. That's lame! Maybe a desensitizer. Just ask her for a desensitizer. If nothing feels as good, my body won't react as strongly. That makes sense, right? I think? I don't know. With balls this big and cum production this high, especially with that potion I took this morning... even if I didn't feel anything, I don't think it would save me from the chamber. Something has to give... forget it. No. Next time we see Libra, I'll ask for a desensitizer. We'll see how it works in the chamber. Everything will be fine.
\tShe's actually still going. I can't see or hear anything, but I can feel her cock continually pulsing between my feet. It's been minutes. She's lucky breathing is optional for me, otherwise I would suspect her of trying to assassinate me. I reach up and spank her with my hands, hoping she gets the hint. She starts cumming harder... I grow concerned... but she suddenly shoves off of me a moment later. Thank goodness...
\tQueen: ``Ah, I'm, agh~, so s-AH~-rry, my d-demon KING~! P-please f-f-for... g-give... meeee-AAAAAA~HHH~HAAA!!!''
\tShe keeps cumming, loudly and forcefully. Even after I remove my feet from her cock, her orgasm seems to continue just from her own soles rubbing feverishly up and down my length. The whole time, she keeps babbling about the ``eternal freedom'' she feels from my ``horrible, manly feet'' and how I'm her ``villainous, demonic king, laying waste to her fertile lands.'' She's obviously been fantasizing about me for a long time. So long, in fact, that I'm very confused. Why didn't she just ask? Is the pressure from her devotees just that stifling?
\tAll in all, she's cumming, screaming loud enough for the whole castle-town to hear her, for over half an hour with no breaks. I'm actually surprised when she begins to calm down, since it seemed like it would go on forever. Slowly, very slowly, her feet come to a stop. Her hands stop jerking her overlong rod. She simply lays against the back of the throne, sweat absolutely pouring from every inch of her body in hot, steaming streams, panting heavily from overexertion, heart beating far too fast to be healthy.
\tQueen: ``More... don't... don't stop... demon king... stop...''
\tShe's STILL lost in the fantasy! I think her body only stopped because it couldn't possibly keep going. I have no options, I have to cast a calming spell on her. If she stays here any longer in this state, something bad may happen. Dammit, I really need that desensitizer...
\tI cast the spell and she calms down for real... falling right to sleep. I'll be honest, I don't know much of anything about yoshi physiology or courtship practices... but are they really so hypersexual that they hurt themselves, or is the queen more drugged up than I thought she was?
\t``You can come back in!''
\tMy knights all shuffle back into the room, including Master, who takes a moment to sniff at Yoshi's passed-out body before sitting at his post.
\t``Now, I'm not going to pretend you guys didn't hear any of that. Mittens is handling it. As far as you're concerned, you know nothing on this matter. Understand? That's an order.''
\tPea and Sissy give a solemn salute. Goblin rubs my heel in an affirmative manner (use your imagination). Squeak looks particularly uneasy. I stare in his general direction, not that anyone can see it since Yoshi is still laying on me.
\t``You guys kept everyone from the doors, correct?''
\tSqueak: ``Y-yes, sire! Not a single servant loitered! I-it's just... can we really trust him?''
\t``Her. And yes, we can and we must. All possible steps must be taken to avoid a war on our doorstep. Yoshi Nation borders us, Squeak.''
\tHe shrinks back a little. Squeak: ``Understood, my lord...''
\tI just relax back, not willing to wake Yoshi just yet. That's when her servant pokes his head into one of the viewports and requests entrance. I tell Squeak to let him in.
\tServYosh: ``Apologies, your highness! The queen told me to do this if he was knocked unconscious.''
\tDid he just call her ``he''? I open a small portal to see what he's doing. In his hand is a long, smooth stick. Of the literal, wooden variety. What does he plan to do with tha-
\t*SWACK!!*
\tHe smacks her right across the face with it as hard as he can, knocking her clean off the throne. He's a lot stronger than he looks. I don't interfere, and I hold up a hand to signal my knights to do the same. It was a really hard hit, leaving a mark, but nothing that can't be healed with magic. Thankfully, he only hits her once... though she lands face-first on the stone bricks beside the throne.
\tI feel kind of bad, realizing the only servant she could trust enough to bring with her was a simple dude with a stick. With a swing like that, though, I have no doubt he could protect her on the road...
\tAs intended, Queen Yoshi wakes up from the hit. Still sweaty from the bang, and dazed from the other bang, she stands up slowly on shaky legs and attempts to gather her focus to cast a healing spell on herself. I cast it for her.
\tShe doesn't turn to face me. Queen: ``...my apologies. I will be on my way.'' She turns her head slightly towards her servant. ``Fetch my clothes.''
\t``Wait, are you okay? You got pretty wild, I'm concerned you may be hurt.''
\tQueen: ``I am hurt. But it's nothing to be concerned about.'' Her servant arrives with her clothing. Her arm glows and she attempts to slip them on with magic... it takes her several, ungraceful tries, but eventually she's back in her golden gown.
\tShe moves back to the front of the throne to bow to me before leaving, a courtesy that she's not willing to skip. It's then that I see that's she crying.
\t``Stop. Please. You are in no condition to travel. I don't want my people to see you this way.''
\tServYosh: ``He's right, Yoshi. Maybe you should rest for a moment.''
\tShe glares at him as if he betrayed her, too, but nonetheless relents. Yoshi: ``Fine. Wait outside with my f-...'' she calms herself down. ``-my shoes.''
\tServYosh: ``Of course.'' He bows and leaves through the gate, obediently standing just outside.
\tThe queen exhales and sits on the floor, her legs hidden by the hem of her dress. She looks down at the floor. Queen: ``My behavior must seem strange to you. I lose my kingdom, then I come straight here rather than to an allied nation, just to seduce you.''
\tShe pauses for a moment, but I remain quiet.
\tQueen: ``You know why, already. I had been fantasizing about our union. A long time. A very long time. Ever since I first met you.''
\t``We've met... before?''
\tQueen: ``Do you remember when you raided that tavern near a Metal Reptile outpost? In your mercenary days.''
\t``You know about that? ...Yes. That was back when I was traveling. We were tasked with stealing a `glowing jewel' hidden in a secret room beneath the tavern.''
\tQueen: ``We are allies with Metal Reptile, so that room was no secret to us. I was there. In the room.''
\t``I remember people... when Wolf smashed in through the wall, we were surprised to find some people holding a meeting in there. Our client told us it would be empty in there.''
\tQueen: ``Such meetings with royalty are generally unknown, even to close friends.''
\t``We didn't have time to look around. I panicked and cast an incapacitation spell so we could just grab the jewel and get out. But it wasn't there.''
\tQueen: ``And your spell was weak. Fortunately for you, I was the only one in the room capable of casting magic. I merely stayed still until you two left. That's when I saw you for the first time. I-...'' A deep blush covers her face. ``I was staring at you the whole time. There was something about how... rough you were... yet so intelligent... and with those-...! Ahem...''
\tShe shuffles a bit and I see her move her hands to the front of her dress. She looks like she's holding something down.
\tQueen: ``That was the first time I'd seen a half-demon in person. In truth, I wanted to have you then. I even sent people to capture you, but they weren't able to defeat your beastman companion. Wolf, you called him?''
\t``Yes. I remember saurians coming for us, but we thought they were just trying to get the jewel back. He's within the castle, just... indisposed.''
\tShe stays quiet for a while, then sighs. Queen: ``...my people do not marry to royalty. There is no king, and there never will be.''
\tI think back. I guess there has never been a companion king (or queen) to any king on the yoshi throne, but I didn't know that was by design.
\t``You cannot break tradition?''
\tQueen: ``I've already broken far too many traditions. I searched for suitors... but... none would have me...''
\tShe suddenly bursts into tears, inconsolable. Personally, I would have no problem sealing a royal marriage between our two kingdoms. It would make sense considering our borders, especially when our feelings are roughly mutual (I haven't been wanting to fuck her brains out before today, but I do have a thing for femboys). Unfortunately, most of her nation's allies are our enemies. I don't think any of them would stand for it, much less her own kingdom. Several high-ranking members of her cabinet get assassinated, and then she marries a half-demon? She would hang from the gallows...
\tThe queen tries her best to dry up, not wanting to look undignified in front of prying eyes. It wasn't just us anymore. All of my servants were staring at her.
\tI establish a mental link with her.
\t``I'm sorry. I would marry you if I could, but-''
\tShe responds through the link. I sense gratefulness that I created it. Queen: ``I understand. My allies would not approve, nor would my people. Just... would you wait for me?''
\t``What?''
\tQueen: ``I would like to visit you on occasion. Maybe your male concubine can help... if I survive.''
\tI wouldn't call Mittens my concubine... but I guess I can't argue with the word. He's so important around here, he might as well be my gay queen.
\t``What do you mean `if you survive?'''
\tQueen: ``I wanted you to know my true feelings, just in case... it was the last thing I do. I may have lost control during our coupling, since I wasn't sure if I'd ever get another chance.'' She blushes again, and wipes away the last of her tears. ``And you were so nice to me...''
\tShe finally stands up, her look a mixture of depression and determination, then turns around to leave.
\tQueen: ``No. We will meet again. Prepare for me. Next time you see me... I won't hold back my lust.''
\tWith that, she walks to her servant, who promptly disappears under her dress to slip her shoes back on. He's under there for several moments longer than it seems like he should be before popping out and walking away with her.
\tHer last words came out as a threat. Whatever she's planning, I hope she lives long enough to bring it to fruition.
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#13 Squeak Wins, I Lose
\tOne of the side doors slams open and most of my magicians spill into the throne room. There's six of them in total. I don't know their names, and I can't be arsed to describe them to you. Unlike the royal sorcerers, they reside in the castle for mundane reasons. Not to fight, teach, or research fancy new spells, but simply to cook, clean, lift, unclog, whatever problem can be solved with magic but doesn't require any particular expertise. Manual labor, basically.
\tMage#1: ``This is completely unfair, ________! This will NOT stand!''
\tMage#2 starts bowing, but Mage#1 forces him back up.
\tMage#3: ``We will not bow before you, today, demon. We demand recompense for our services yesterday, or we will walk out.''
\tMage#4: ``Yeah! To threaten us with dungeon time?! The BALLS!!!''
\t``I have seven mages, don't I? Where are the rest of you?''
\tMage#5: ``He is... indisposed! It is beside the point!''
\tMage#2: ``Uhh, y-yeah. We, um, want money.'' He's fidgeting for some reason.
\tMage#6: ``You and your damn treasurer can't weasel your way out of this one!''
\tMage#1: ``You cannot subdue us with feeler cells!'' Mage#3: ``Feeler cells cannot solve your problems!''
\tMage#4: ``Your laws cannot hold u-, wait feeler cells?''
\tMage#3 turns to face her. Mage#3: ``Yes, special cells in the dungeons. Designed to torture your genitals for days at a time, even worse than the dominatrix.''
\tMage#4: ``W-we don't want that?''
\tMage#1: ``FOCUS!'' He snaps at them, then turns to me. ``Our time at the brothels was tiresome and fraught with hours upon hours of mind-numbing labor! Do you understand? We were out there for EIGHTEEN HOURS while you sat in here playin'... footsy or whatever with Goblin! We were out there doing the hard labor!''
\t``And you're trying to tell me with a straight face that none of you took advantage of the brothels while you were out there.''
\tMage#3: ``That's not the point and you know it!''
\tMage#6: ``We put in far too much for the amount you pay us!''
\tMore bullshit. They would get paid half as much if they went literally else with their skills.
\tMage#5: ``You give us a bonus right now, or you will lose our services! We stand together on this!''
\tMage#4 slinks to the back of the group, along with Mage#2.
\t
\t``Look guys, we don't have the budget. And no, I'm not having Wolf pay you.''
\tMage#1: ``You don't have a choice! We know you don't have any more help lined up. If we leave, this place will be in shambles.''
\t``How about this. I'll have the sorcerers add some extra tentacles to the cells, wherever you want them. I'll also give you the rest of the day off, with pay. That's my final offer.''
\tMage#3: ``O-one day off?! Surely you jest!''
\tMage#6: ``Did you say with pay...?''
\tMage#3: ``SURELY YOU JEST, I SAID!''
\t``Hold. I know you guys are frustrated. It's nice and quiet down there, it will help you cool off. The tentacles are warm, too. They like to go real slow and massage that tension out. The other mage is down there already, right?''
\tMage#1: ``I-I-I... I want privacy as well!''
\tMage#1 cracking caused Mage#3 and Mage#6 to crack just as fast. Mage#3: ``I want a bed!'' Mage#6: ``I want permanent access!''
\tMage#5: ``Guys, no! We said we would push for more! What about you-'' He turns around to see that Mage#2 and Mage#4 have already left. ``Dammit!''
\t``I don't know if we have space to get you guys your own personal cells, but go to DDK. I'm sure he can set you guys up. If it's within his power, you can have it. Unless you'd rather look for a job elsewhere?''
\tMage#5: ``I-if he can't grant our requests, you will regret treating us this way!''
\tWell, that was more weird than anything. Glad it resolved quickly.
\tAfter they shuffle out in the direction of the head sorcerer, I spot Squeak on the opposite side of the room talking to Piriahzan again. Squeak's face is beet-red and it looks like Piriah is trying to reassure him. After a few moments, he gives Squeak a hard pat on the back then turns to me as he walks away and forms a big X with his arms. He also drags a finger across his neck and then puts his hands together in a shallow bow. I assume all of that means that this is the last potion... and also please don't fire him. I simply give him a thumbs up, then sit back to watch what happens.
\tSqueak is holding another potion, bigger than the vial this time. Unlike last time, he doesn't hesitate, he just rips off the cork and guzzles it, pouring the whole thing down his thick throat all at once. The muscles in his neck begin to pump up before he even finishes drinking. It's another vocal enhancer? If it's working that fast, it must be a lot stronger than what he took last time... and he's taking a lot more of it. His muscles swell out slowly for several seconds after he finishes drinking, giving him just enough time to toss the bottle away, and then...
\tPOOM!
\tEvery single muscle he has above his shoulders explodes obscenely. His shoulders gain some definition, too, but his already-too-big traps and neck gain multitudes of monstrously-striated thickness and length, all covered in snake-like, visibly-beating veins. Unlike last time, his neck doesn't just grow over twice as thick as it was, but actually gets multiple times longer, extending out until he looks like a white, overmuscled giraffe. If his neck looked like a dick before, it looks like a much, much bigger one now. Heck, it's starting to compete with mine!
\t``Squeak? You okay?''
\tHe doesn't hear me. Gosh, even his face, completely dwarfed now by the bulk of his neck, is fat with swollen, protuberant growths. Somehow his glasses stayed on... but his masseter muscles, especially, bulge out to vulgar distances, sagging from gravity to lay heavily against the stretched, pulsating cords just below his chin. Can he even talk?
\tHe falls to his knees, holding onto his neck with both hands. His eyes are rolled back and he's drooling... somehow, I don't think he's regretting this decision. His hands slowly begin to move up the sides of his neck muscles... and then back down again... then back up, then back down. He moves them faster and faster, masturbating his actual neck as if it really were his penis.
\tPerhaps it is his penis. I only just realized his dick had gone flaccid. Completely flaccid. With the amount of stimulants he's taken, that shouldn't even be possible. The muscles along his neck begin to flex rhythmically, bunching and rolling in time with his ministrations.
\tThat's when Mute walks in... with some kind of sweaty red thing gyrating between her breasts... is that Rayo? He can barely be seen between them.
\tMute adjusts her glasses, ready to ask me something even as her boobs bounce around wildly, as if there's nothing going on. Mute: ``My king, I thought you might be interested i-in...'' She suddenly becomes aware of the dickneck freak in the room. ``U-uuh...''
\tHer glasses fog up, and just like that she ignores me and fast-walks across the room. Apparently, whatever's going on, she is very into it. Uncharacteristic of her, she slams Squeak against the wall, pinning his massive neck between her giant breasts, and inadvertently trapping Rayo in his boobflesh prison. She's panting with unbridled lust. Without hesitation, she grabs Squeak's pulsing masseters in each hand and kisses him on the mouth.
\tI don't think Squeak has ever been kissed before. His eyes briefly came into focus, in fear, when Mute pushed him against the wall... when she kissed him, his eyes glazed over and rolled back... and his neck muscles went completely wild. Waves of thickness travel up the muscles of his neck, bulging out his veins, almost as if something was...
\t
\tSplorch. Pure, male cum erupts from his throat and into Mute's mouth... and it doesn't stop coming. Far from being grossed out, Mute leans into it, swallowing Squeak's cervical load as if she was desperate for it. With a look of anger, she locks her arms around as much of his head as she can reach and beckons him deeper into the kiss, guzzling down every drop of his cum, no matter how much there is, like some kind of mythological succubus. Her belly inflating with spunk has the side effect of squeezing out Rayo, who's cum proceeds to shoot straight up into the air, showering back down on all three of them.
\tSo... I'll be honest, I'm extremely jealous. Not a lot of weird sex happens in the throne room anymore since I had the chamber built. It's basically just Pea and Sissy banging occasionally. I'm otherwise only treated to the ambient smell of sex in the air, the obscenity of my feet, and the endless ropes of cum spewing back and forth from wall to wall. All overtly sexual, yes, but without any actual sex happening. So here we have Squeak literally turning his head into a giant penis and I, the KING OF LUST, can't join in, in any way whatsoever.
\tThis is fucking bullshit. I wave over one of the random servants and tell him to go get the head alchemist. Stuff like this has happened a lot over the years, but there's just something about someone's head being a penis... that's the kind of thing that can only happen in my kingdom. No one else in the world has the opportunity to fuck that...
\tIn the meantime, I'm treated to further mutant-threesome debauchery. Once Squeak's orgasm finishes, Rayo perches on Mute's right breast and the two mice worship his overlong, red imp cock with their tongues. His big, cute toeclaws twitch and writhe from the pleasure as he clutches the backs of their heads, careful not to dig in with the claws on his fingers. After a few minutes, he loses control and cums, causing his hands to clench and painfully scratch both mice. I can see the scratch caused a little bit of bleeding, but Squeak immediately begins vomiting out cum again while Mute moans and squirts all over her thighs. He doesn't miss the opportunity; while he's still cumming, Rayo jumps forward, pivots, and shoves the entirety of his cock smoothly down Mute's throat and into her stomach. She doesn't gag once. Squeak, still trapped against the wall, flexes his neck, attempting to pull it forward enough to join the festivities. Once he gets close enough, he starts tonguing Rayo's asshole... and his tongue is way longer than it was before. Cum is still erupting from his mouth as he does this, a fair amount of it getting pushed right into Rayo's ass as he pumps back and forth, but Rayo merely blushes in surprise and takes it as he keeps fucking Mute's throat.
\tLibra arrives in a flash, a look of exasperation on her face.
\tLibra: ``Yes, sire? Is this about Piriahzan? I told him that potion was too strong- oh!'' She spots the mice and Rayo having wild sex near the gate. She takes a breath. ``Well~... I guess a stopped clock is right twice a day. Is... is Squeaky's head a penis? That's new...''
\t``Yeah, and I imagine the force of his voice could wipe out an army at this point, but I don't really care. The reason I-''
\tLibra: ``Oh! That's a great ide-''
\t``I don't really care. Put it in a file or something.''
\tLibra recoils, but shuts her mouth. Thankfully, she looks sorry rather than offended.
\tI sigh. ``My apologies. I've called you down here to say that... I... I can't take it anymore. Is there... some way... any way... I, uhh...''
\tShe sees how hard this is for me to say, and she knows where I'm going. She speaks in a sad tone. Libra: ``You want to start having sex again.''
\t``I know, we've talked about this... but... this time, I'm thinking... I might have to let go of some things...''
\tHer eyes light up. Libra: ``Wait, you're actually considering a reduction?! After all these years?!''
\tThis catches Pea and Goblin's ears as well (Sissy, spurred on by Squeak and Mute, has his head buried too far into Pea's cooch at the moment to hear much of anything). Pea turns her head to me in surprise, Goblin actually stands straight up from between my feet and stares me in the face. They don't say anything, they just stare at me incredulously.
\tI can only feel shame. It's no wonder why they're staring. I had that chamber built in lieu of reversing even a single one of my growths. It was part of the reason things got so bad for a while. There was even talk of planned regicide. It was around the time we were joined by Benjamin, and he couldn't understand where all of our money was going. I justified the exorbitant expense as being for the safety of my people, but we easily could have done it far cheaper if I was willing to settle with simply having titanic genitals and not literal-doomsday genitals. If the chamber wasn't kept secret, I have no doubt that regicide would have happened, it would have been one of my own servants twisting the knife, and there would only be celebration among my friends for the deed.
\t``L-let's just... we can go down the list, alright?!'' I'm extra flustered. ``Umm... d-do you think a deedenz-uhh... desensitizer would work?'' I'm sweating bullets. Pea is still staring at me like some kind of alien creature replaced her king. Goblin has absolute accusation in his eyes.
\tLibra begins to sweat, too, realizing she probably should have pushed to hold this conversation later, privately. Too late now. Libra: ``Well, uhh, umm, a desensitizer would certainly help. I'm afraid it wouldn't... have much of an effect on your eventual orgasm, though, besides perhaps... shortening it. Umm... m-maybe we should have this discussion in private???''
\t``Y-yeah, let's... retire to a separate room.''
\tI glance back at Pea, who seriously looks as if she's considering attacking me, then to Goblin, who's expression is a mix of seething rage and unbearable pity. I can't even begin to decipher any of it, I just need to get out of here. In an extremely rare move, I stand up off of the throne and waddle out of the room.
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#14 Goblin's Anger
\tIt takes some effort to angle my feet such that they can get through the door, and even more effort to squeeze each individual cheek of my balls and ass through. I never usually walk through any of these doors in my castle. They're proportioned for merely-large people. I usually just open portals to view certain rooms. I don't even remember that last time I was physically in the hall...
\tObeying the laws of my castle, there's three separate groups of servants writhing and humping on the floor in plain sight of us. This is about as private as it's going to get, since Libra has a distinct hatred for mental links. The servants are moaning too loudly to hear much of anything besides the repeated clapping of their hips... and booties.
\tLibra crouches all the way down to meet me and talks as quietly as she can, regardless. Libra: ``That was bad, I'm sorry.''
\t``That wasn't your fault. Ugh... so, what do you think?''
\tLibra: ``Okay, so, the desensitizer wouldn't work. It would just shorten your time in your private room a little bit.''
\t``Damn it. So what do you think would work best?''
\tLibra: ``Well, there's actually two things we have to target. Your refractory period and your ejaculation. They're, uhh, equally problematic.''
\t``Is it possible to deal with one and not the other?''
\tLibra: ``No.'' There's a pause, then she realizes she should probably explain. ``Refractory was the cause of you-know-what. Cum is the cause of you-know-where. Unless both of them are reduced, sex with you simply won't be safe.''
\t``Is there any good news?'' I look down and stroke my long, oft-forgotten tail, unafraid to look pitiful in front of Libra after doing it hundreds of times in the chamber already.
\tLibra: ``There is, actually, so buck the fuck up.'' She slaps me. ``None of that requires any changes to your outward size.''
\tI look up with hope in my eyes, albeit rubbing the red welt she left on my cheek. ``Really?''
\tLibra cracks a warm smile. Libra: ``I'll have something ready for you by tonight. Do you promise to take it? No matter what?''
\t``I'll take it. I promise.''
\tLibra walks away towards her quarters, while I waddle to the door and slowly squeeze my way back into the throne room. Pea has resumed her activities with Sissy, but Goblin was waiting right on the other side of the door. His ripped, shortstack physique never looked so intimidating. His arms are folded. There's already tears flowing down his face, but his face is twisted into one of determined anger.
\tGoblin: ``How could you?''
\t``I'm just going to-''
\tGoblin: ``You want to do it again, don't you?! It's going to happen again! Do you want it to happen again?!''
\t``It won't-''
\tGoblin: ``YES IT WILL!'' He grabs me by my tiny shoulders, effectively wrapping his fingers completely around my arms and torso. ``You're going to hurt someone else! Why?! We came so far! We were HAPPY! WHY?!''
\tDespite his firm grip, I know he won't hurt me. ``Trust... Libra. Please, can you just trust Libra?''
\tGoblin just continues to stare at me, like he's suddenly lost a long-time friend.
\tI have to tell him. Without that information, it's not enough.
\t``Listen. There's something...'' I try to get control of myself, before I break down crying, too. ``*cough*... th-there's something I've been keeping from you... but I can't show it to you myself. Go see Libra. Please.''
\tHis grip doesn't loosen, but he can't find anymore words.
\t``Please.''
\tGoblin: ``Y-you-...'' His eyes pierce through me... then his grip weakens. ``What does she know about us...?''
\tI avert my gaze. ``It's something you deserve to know. I just wasn't ever strong enough to tell you.''
\tGoblin loses control of his voice as he starts sobbing, but he lets me go. He gets up slowly on shaky legs, gazing at me with bitter doubt... but eventually he moves towards the door and slams it shut behind him.
\tI reach down and get my crown back on, then resume my place back on the throne. Pea, briefly finished with Sissy, looks at me worriedly. I just shake my head. Even Master, usually unfazed by everything, nudges me a little with his head. I push him off.
\tOn the other side of the room, the threesome seems to have ended. They sit across from each other, all panting, all absolutely caked head-to-toe in semen, along with that whole corner of the room. Squeak is the first to realize something might have happened during his encounter.
\tSqueak: ``What hap-'' He catches himself quickly enough, but his voice literally shakes the whole castle. His normally squeaky voice has turned into a deep baritone pumped up to ungodly volumes. ``SORRY. DID SOMETHING HAPPEN?''
\tI guess that's as quiet as he can get now. Normally, I'd be laughing, but right now I just lay my head against one fist and signal to him that I don't feel like talking about it. Fortunately, the rest of the day stayed quiet.
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Morning Intermission
\tI fell asleep on the throne. I was wondering where Libra was with news of my ``treatment'', or Goblin with his reaction to it, but I got my answer as soon as I woke up in the Orgasm Room. As usual, my arms and legs are bound to the platform, my ass and balls are encased in the floor, and my feet are bent harshly towards the wall behind me with ropes tied to my toes.
\tThe only difference is that I'm not horny enough to need to be in here. I hear the sound of bare feet slapping on metal, then I see Goblin standing over me. My eyes are too bleary to discern his facial expression.
\tGoblin: ``Why couldn't you tell me?''
\t``I didn't want you to see me like this. I'm sorry.''
\tGoblin: ``You were controlling your urges this way. This whole time?''
\t``Yes.''
\tI suddenly feel Goblin's massive feet stroke my cock.
\t``W-wait, what are you doing?''
\tGoblin: ``You said you would never hurt anyone ever again. Never. Ever. Ever.'' He takes a moment to calm his voice. ``You want me to trust Libra? I refuse. Not without proof.''
\tI can hear Libra voice her surprise from somewhere behind me. Libra: ``Gobby, what are you doing?!''
\tHe looks over at her and I see his feet glow. Goblin: ``I won't let you stop me! If your potion works... then I should be safe...'' He looks back down at me. My eyes have cleared up a little. His face is one that's trying to look confident even though it's overcome with fear. ``You won't... you won't hurt me, again... you won't hurt me... you said you won't hurt me.''
\tI start to panic a little bit. ``Goblin, stop. You don't have to do this. I know how much this hurts you.''
\tGoblin: ``No. You don't know. Give him the potion, Libra!''
\tLibra: ``DD, can't you-''
\t``Don't! Libra, just do what he says.''
\tLibra: ``Half of this formula is new, it hasn't been properly tested. We don't know if it will completely remove the need for the chamber. This is...''
\tGoblin's reaction is surprising, but not unreasonable. The entire point of me wanting to get a size reduction of any sort is so I can start having sex again. As far as Goblin knew, I literally hadn't had a single orgasm since that day. I think at some point I explained my balls being drained as a magic spell DDK came up with. So his freakout in the throne room was because he thought I was going to start cumming again. His freakout now is because he thinks I'm going to leave the chamber. In both instances, I would resume penetrating people and finishing within them, as I used to do. Goblin won't let that happen. Not unless he can be absolutely assured that no one will die as a result. Not now, or down the line.
\tLibra: ``I can't just put Goblin in danger!''
\t``Libra, if Goblin is in danger after this, then-''
\tLibra: ``We can do tests without using live subjects! This is ridiculous!''
\tThere has to be a medium here... ``H-how have your healing potions been doing?''
\tLibra: ``What? Healing potions?''
\t``Do you think they could heal him, if something happened?''
\tLibra: ``I-I don't know! They've been able to mend broken bones, but-''
\t``I trust you, okay? You're not just good, you're the best. DDK is here, too. Goblin will be fine.''
\tLibra: ``But this isn't necessary!''
\tNone of this was necessary...
\t``It's necessary for him. You two can watch over us. I'm sure the test will go perfectly.''
\tShe stands stock still for several moments, breathing heavily. She didn't expect this potion to put this much pressure on her. She did all the calculations, but accidentally getting a number wrong wasn't usually a death sentence. Especially this close to home. Libra walks over to me. Her eyes are slightly panicked. She leans far down to whisper in my ear. Libra: ``Mental link. Now.''
\tWhen I said Libra hates mental links, I meant it. She hates the idea of anyone poking around in her mind. In fact, she invented a potion that blocks magic of that sort explicitly for that purpose, and it's proven strong enough that even Mittens can't break it. Fortunately for situations like this, it's a temporary chem, and she usually only drinks it when she's around strangers.
\tMy eyes flash black. ``Linked.''
\tLibra slowly removes the bottle from her bag and studies it, pretending to do extra preparation to buy a little bit of time. Libra: ``He really won't stop?''
\t``He feels more strongly about this than I thought he did. Trying to stop him would only hurt him more.''
\tShe pops the cork on the bottle and sniffs it, then shakes the bottle a bit, pretending to mix it. Libra: ``I'm sure DD can just put him to sleep for a while.''
\t``I don't mean physically. This isn't just his faith in the potion you made, it's his faith in all of you-''
\tLibra: ``Stop. I don't want to keep hearing you say we're keeping you in check. Take responsibility...'' She stirs the bottle a little bit more, sniffs it once more, then slowly brings it down towards my mouth. ``This is about his faith in you. Understand? Not us.'' She's about to tip it, but stops. ``Do you understand or not?!''
\tGoblin: ``What are you doing?''
\t``Yes, you're right, okay, you're right!''
\tLibra: ``Good. If I hear that talk one more fucking time, I'll make sure you fucking regret it. Now cut the mental link.''
\tI cut the mental link as she tips the solution into my mouth. It has a very mellow flavor, sweet but mild, like melons and cucumbers. My stomach balloons out wide and round from the volume of liquid. I feel Goblin lift up the entirety of my cock and bend it down so he can straddle the head.
\tLibra begins to walk away to get behind the barrier, but then stops. Libra: ``Oh, about the effects. This is going to feel very different from usual, Robby. You may feel something `open up'.'' She bends back down to stroke my forehead. ``Now do your best. Your highness.''
\tWith that, she's gone, and I'm left to be mandhandled by Goblin. He's always a sub, seeing him dom is incredibly weird... but it's all he can do to remain sane and overcome his fear of having sex with me again. Libra was right, I understand, this was about his trust in me. It doesn't really matter what the potion does. That incident was caused by my lack of self control. I can't blame my aids for turning me into a true demon. If I want to have sex again, I have to prove to Goblin that I have the self control to let that happen.
\tAs the alchemical mixture assimilates into my system, I feel a sudden sense of clarity. I can't quite place what, but everything just feels... clearer. My mind. My body. My purpose. I look down to see Goblin struggling to fit the gigantic head of my near-flaccid penis into his asshole. It was like trying to shove multiple bowling bowls in there, side-by-side, all at once. Even someone as stretchy as Goblin wasn't able to do that. Not with his hands. He's facing me as he does it, trying to hold back his tears.
\tGoblin: ``C-come on... just... just shove it in...''
\t``You have to use your magic, Goblin.''
\tGoblin: ``N-no, I-I can do it! I-I-I just need you to be hard.''
\t``It won't work, Goblin, I've gotten bigger since... that time.''
\tGoblin: ``Just use your magic, then!''
\tWhy is he suddenly so against casting? I can't use my magic, I'm silenced. I was only able to cast the mental link because Libra was so close and mental links are so easy to cast. Levitating the weight of my dick, much less pushing hard enough to sink it into Goblin's ass, wasn't going to happen on my end.
\t``I can't cast while I'm in this room. What's wrong?''
\tGoblin doesn't stop trying to shove my bulbous head in, but his anus only caves in, it doesn't spread. Goblin: ``What's wrong. What's wrong? What's wrong?! Don't you remember?!''
\t``Goblin, Goblin, listen to me! I'm going to prove it to you, okay? I-... I've changed. I have changed. I won't let anything happen to you or anyone else. The only way I can prove that... is to free myself. To show you. And I want to show you right now.''
\tGoblin: ``...th-then why can't you get hard?''
\t``For the same reason you can't get hard.''
\tBoth of our cocks had been as flaccid as they could possibly be throughout this whole encounter so far. Mine is full, but without hardness. His is hard, but still and dry. We weren't into this. He was afraid, I was afraid. Just trying to act brave.
\tGoblin slumps down to his knees, losing his grip on my cock, which flops to the side. Goblin: ``I-I... I'm scared...''
\t``I'm here with you. You and me, together. Remember the old days, before that day? Me, you, and Wolf?''
\tGoblin: ``Y-yeah...''
\t``Remember that time we got captured by Swiftskins? Me and Wolf were being put to the guillotine.''
\tGoblin: ``I was alone...''
\t``But the executioner was so turned on by you, he started fucking you instead of killing us.''
\tHe remains quiet.
\t``Soon the whole crowd was locked in an orgy. It gave us so much extra time that Wolf was able to shimmy out. No one even noticed we were free until he snatched you off that guy.''
\tGoblin cracks the slightest, sardonic smile. Goblin: ``I still remember the look on his face.''
\t``Then right after that, the guy who sent us out on the assignment double-crossed us.''
\tGoblin: ``He thought he could get away with our money.''
\t``I tripped him with a wire...''
\tGoblin: ``...I sat on his face.''
\tGoblin and Me: ``And he gave us that money right back.''
\tWe sit in silence for a few minutes. The more we talk, the harder it is to believe that I nearly killed him. Without the help of that healer... I did kill him. After all that time helping each other, watching each other, backsack to backsack... I killed him. How do I possibly redeem myself from something like that...? I can't. It's impossible.
\tTears begin to roll down my face. ``I'm sorry, Goblin. I'm sorry.''
\tGoblin: ``N-no... no, I-... you're coming back! I'm bringing you back, okay?!'' His feet begin to glow. ``You-you said it yourself. You can come back! We can go back!'' My penis begins to levitate up, slowly, pointing towards his hole. He grabs onto both sides of the flare and attempts to jam it in again. ``You won't hurt me! YOU WON'T HURT ME!''
\tHe keeps chanting that over and over again and my head pushes harder and harder against him. The look of determination on his face is firmer than before. The magic glow surrounding his feet glows brighter as my cock pushes harder, until his toes begin to twitch in odd directions.
\tGoblin: ``I forgave you.'' He grunts as he pushes down. ``That means you're back to normal.'' He grunts again. ``That means you won't hurt me.'' A moan escapes his lips. ``That means you won't hurt anyone.''
\tThe glow gets even brighter, and his feet go from twitching to vibrating. They begin to scrunch and flex oddly, toes jerking and splaying at random intervals.
\tGoblin: ``I won't... let you... go... I won't... let you... BURN!''
\tSteam suddenly erupts from the soles of Goblin's feet as they quake and quiver madly with rhythmic convulsions. At the same time, his anus spreads wide and the head of my cock slips fully into him, stretching his entire body to horrifying dimensions. His eyes pop and his tongue hangs out from the dual sensations, unable to utter another word.
\t...
\t...I should have at least as much faith in myself as Goblin does. I promised him I wouldn't become a true demon. Nobody will get hurt. I will not lose control. I just have to relax... enjoy myself. Feel my body. Know where I am. If I find myself in a bad place... Goblin will bring me back. Trust him... trust myself... and I can have as much sex as I want.
\t``Thank you... thank you, Goblin.'' I see him peer down at me, lost in the haze of sudden pleasure. ``Let's do this.''
\tThe head of my cock swells massively within him as I start to get hard. The veins throb with new vigor as my heart rate speeds up. The muscles in my pelvis swell up, not nearly as big as last time, but still enough to squeeze my cock slightly, pumping up the veins and head even more than usual.
\tGoblin is quickly raised into the air, his ass stuck to the end of my giga-cock. He smacks his still-twitching, steaming feet onto the sides of my shaft and attempts to pull himself deeper down my cock. His feet are hot, yet the burning sensation only feels amazing when combined with the soft tenderness of his soles. His feet can't gain purchase, and instead of pulling him, merely end up footjobbing me. The pleasure is divine... and in moments, I'm up to 100%.
\tThat's when I feel something new... as if the entire region down there was... dilating. I could feel it strongest at the opening of my urethra, but it seemed to continue all the way down, deep into my groin. Staring at my cock, the tube of my urethra seemed to physically expand... very, very wide... until I could see it from the top... giving me a much thicker penis than before. Up above, Goblin moans as he's stretched far beyond his limits from just my head alone. His feet go limp... but his cock suddenly gets harder than lead. His mouth begins whispering in pleasure-babble.
\tGoblin: ``Big... so big... won't hurt me... so long... bigBIG... big... I love-... more... big... love... hurt me...''
\tI begin doing the only thing I can do in this position and thrust my hips, waving him up and down and inadvertantly stimulating both of us. His hands are locked around the rim of his anus, his legs are kicking out at odd intervals, wafting the stinky funk of his fuming soles in my direction. It isn't long before he cums, spraying me liberally with his tasty white cream.
\tBeing covered in my best friend's cum of forgiveness is what does it. My body seizes up and I feel the first spurts of my orgasm begin to travel up my stretched-open rod. The immense pleasure gives way to a sudden wave of apprehension as I watch it rise straight into my old friend... I can only pray that the potion worked...
\tGoblin: ``GHAHHQCK~!''
\tCum instantly domes his belly... and then explodes out of his mouth. The inner organs of non-demons aren't as stretchy as what you see from me, so I had legitimate reason to be worried when I saw that much liquid running into him... but it looks like enough of it is blasting straight through... and curving straight down into the pit. Wow... the force of my ejaculation really diminished a lot. Even going through another person, it used to still be strong enough to hit the shelter wall.
\tConfident that Goblin's life isn't in jeopardy, I relax into my orgasm and let it ride. It continues for close to an hour, blasting nonstop from my bottomless testicles and prostate through Goblin's perfect, whore's body. Throughout this, I try to stay lucid. The test is not lost on me, I know Goblin can't last indefinitely. If I let myself continue after Goblin has completely checked out - or worse, shows any signs of injury - then I could never forgive myself. Not again.
\tThankfully, he seems to be mostly okay throughout the full hour. He seems to lapse in and out of consciousness, though his cock never stops throbbing. Even after he stops cumming, sprays of clear fluid continue to spray out of it in smaller amounts. He's still a mess by the end, though. He lapses out and doesn't come back. His body is still twitching, but it's mostly slack, covered in sweat.
\tI can feel it, though. Libra said part of the potion was supposed to work on my refractory period, but I feel another one coming immediately after the first. In my position, there isn't anything I can do to get Goblin's body off my dick...
\t``H-hey. Hey! Libra?! Libra, are you there?! Get him off, now!'' I don't hear anything. ``DDK?! Anyone back there?!''
\tNothing. No one's coming. I can feel the second orgasm rising... I want it so bad... just one isn't enough for me... I look up at Goblin's face. He's completely out of it.
\t``Goblin! Goblin?! Are you awake?! Can you move?!''
\tNothing. Not a single movement. No hint that he heard anything I said. Someone has to... I have to stop my orgasm some way. What's stimulating me? Goblin's ring is still clenching, idly... okay, there's nothing I can do about that. Just... umm... I can't cast, so... damn it, it feels so good...
\tI look up at Goblin's face one more time. ``YOU WON'T HURT ME''... I can't betray that trust. I can't. Not again. Not again. Not again. Not again. Not again. Not again... Not again... ...
\t...
\t...
\t...
\tI wake up to Libra standing over me. She's undoing my straps... and she looks... happy?
\t``Whabba... habbalabba...''
\tShe jumps. Libra: ``Oh! You scared me.'' She pats me on the head. ``It looks like you passed with flying colors, your highness. Goblin is doing just fine. He's waiting for you back in the throne room.''
\t``Wh-why did I pass out...?''
\tLibra: ``I don't know. Maybe I made a miscalculation with the refractory portion. You saw what I did to your dick, though?! Do you like it?! I thought it was quite genius myself! You won't be blowing up the castle, AND you get an even bigger dick! Aren't I just the best ever?!'' Her tail literally wags excitedly as she boasts.
\t``Yeah, real great... listen, I think we might need to make that refractory thing stronger.''
\tLibra: ``Bah. Can't you celebrate for just a second? You know, tiny confession, we stayed back on purpose after you called out to us, just to see if you could manage it.'' She continues undoing my restraints.
\t``I guessed. Why?'' I rub my arms and legs where the leather straps were digging in.
\tLibra: ``You're going to have to control yourself if you plan to start having sex in the throne room again. If Mittens has to leave on business again, there won't be anyone around who can stop you. You know Master isn't going to do it.''
\t``Yeah, fine... I just feel like this test cut it a little too close.''
\tLibra: ``Well, you'd be wrong.''
\t``How would you know?''
\tLibra: ``You were in the middle of an orgasm and called out, what, five separate times for help? If you were able to move, you could have solved that without passing out.''
\t``I only had one source of stimulation, it's not the same thing.''
\tLibra stops for a second and looks straight at me. Libra: ``You really don't remember how scary you were back then, do you?''
\tI don't have a single goddamn thing to say back.
\tShe goes back to undoing the ropes on my toes. Libra: ``Trust me. It's the same thing.''
\tAfter she finishes, DDK levitates me out of the floor, opens a portal back to the throne room, and levitates all three of us through it. I salute DDK and he scampers off, looking pleased as punch. Before resuming my seat on the throne, I stop Libra.
\t``Before you leave... I have to thank you. You really were right. About everything.''
\tLibra crouches down to me and pinches me on the cheek. Her smile warms my soul. Libra: ``Don't mention it. I'm just glad to see you back.'' She turns to go back to her quarters, but pauses once she gets to the door. ``And don't forget about that chamber! Maybe you can use it for fun stuff from now on?'' Her tail is wagging as she closes the door.
\tI walk over to the throne to find my crown waiting for me. I place it where it belongs... and splash my sweaty crevice back where it belongs.
\tSqueak: ``YOU LOOK QUITE HAPPY THIS MORNING, MY KING. DID YOU DISCOVER SOUNDING?''
\tAn oddly direct question from someone like Squeak, but I guess he's feeling a lot more confident, too, after his literal dickheadedness won over the woman of his dreams. Standing normally at his station, his viewport seems to have already been moved further up the wall, presumably by one of the magicians, who presumably have not left the castle. Seeing his hypermuscular face, so ridden with beef that he's permanently squinting because he can't fully open his eyes, resting on a hypermuscular dinosaur-neck, so strangely-prehensile and so overcome with throbbing veins that he looks like some kind of demented, penis-inspired abomination... and then a normal, svelte mouse-beastman body right below that... it's kind of weird. But then again, I'm an imp with giant feet and I'm somehow a monarch.
\t``You're looking happy, too, Squeak! Nope, my cock's just like this now.''
\tSqueak: ``OH, WOW.''
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Morning Report Tres
\tA big pair of green feet suddenly plap onto my face from above.
\tGoblin: ``Hi, my king! Those feel as good as I do?!''
\tBefore I can respond, he flips his feet up and jumps down from the back of my seat, landing directly on top of me and slipping the upper half of my body straight into his spacious rectum. He wastes no time bouncing up and down, using me like an impromptu dildo. As he does, I feel my feet rise to their normal ``held up'' position, presumably from his magic.
\tGoblin: ``Ah, fuckyes! I can't wait to tell Wolf! It will be just like... ah~, old times! Even better than old times. This magic makes my feet feel fantastic...'' He slams his ass down harder. ``I've been so horny since I started practicing! I just want you to fuck me all day! Fuck my ass! Fuck my mouth! Fuck my feet! Never staaaAAAH~!''
\tI hear liquid splashing on the carpet as his sphincter tightens repeatedly around my waist. He slowly rises off of me, transitioning directly into a passionate kiss as he rubs his feet all over my cock.
\tI take a breath of fresh air after he breaks away. ``A-are you okay, Goblin? We didn't finish that long ago. Aren't you sore?''
\tGoblin: ``I don't care, I'm too happy! You didn't hurt me! I don't have to be afraid of you anymore...''
\tThe words are just as painful for him to say as they are for me to hear. He quickly recovers, trying to keep the mood positive.
\tGoblin: ``W-we seek pleasure, right?! Let us seek it in celebration! We have years to catch up on!''
\tI scritch him behind his big ears. ``Alright, just let me take care of business.'' I take a quick glance around, noticing May's not here to give me the morning report. ``Where's May?''
\t``Oh, May took the day off to work on her arm some more. A servant gave me her scroll with her `nouncements, but...''
\t``No big deal, give me the scroll. Are you sure you're okay?''
\tGoblin gives me a wide smile. Goblin: ``I'm doing great as long as you're here.''
\tI can't help but blush. He hugs me close to his shredded chest in affection. His feet glow softly with the spell he's using to hold my own feet aloft. He stares at the scroll as I open it in front of me, pretending to read it. I really have forgotten what it was like in the castle before that incident. Were we like this all the time back then...? Or was I really a monster that whole time, and it took the incident for me to realize it?
\tI shiver. Libra and Goblin want me to celebrate with them! I don't know why I'm so deadset on ruining the moment. Let's see what's in the news. Werewolf's time off has ended. Where is-
\tI side door slams open and Werewolf's hulking, canine paws stomp into the room. An uncharacteristic smile fills his features.
\tWerewolf: ``I heard from Libra that you're back to mating! Congratulations, my king! I knew you had it in you.''
\tSo even Wolf's getting in on this, and I'm the only downer. Am I just that lame? I try to put on my best smile, but it feels fake.
\t``Thanks.''
\tWerewolf: ``It's been kind of dark for us since you took the throne, but I can already see the new light in your eyes. Just like our mercenary days! Right, Gob?''
\tGoblin: ``Yeah!''
\tIt's been dark since I took the throne?!
\tI hide the pain as best as I can. ``Haha... yeah...''
\tWerewolf goes back to addressing Goblin, missing how he just stabbed me through the heart. Werewolf: ``You're definitely going to need to practice stretching again if you-'' What does he mean `again'?! How much don't I know?! ``-want to take that monster our little imp's hefting around these days.''
\tGoblin: ``I already ordered the biggest buttplug available from the Beast Kingdom! I won't stop until my ass can't close! You're always welcome to come and help me, though~. It's been a while since I've taken that fist of yours~.'' Goblin winks at him. The double entendre is that ``fist'' could also mean his knot.
\tWerewolf looks a bit embarrassed. Werewolf: ``Heh, yeah, too much whiskey-dick. Killed my mood.''
\tIf he says he started drinking because of me, I swear I'm committing suicide.
\tWerewolf: ``I really have to get sober. I was purging more than just my balls at those brothels. It's... something that happened before I met you guys. I'll tell you about it sometime.''
\tGoblin: ``I was kind of worried about how much you were drinking, but I thought it was just the wealth. You drank a lot back in the day, too.''
\tWerewolf: ``Yeah... I know... b-but anyway, it's great that the gang's back together.''
\tThe gang is ``back together'' just because I'm able to have sex again without ending someone's life? Why does this seem way more important to everyone else than it does for me? When did I become such an unreliable narrator?
\tWerewolf moves back to his station at the right of the gate. Goblin catches me staring off into space.
\tGoblin: ``What's wrong?''
\t``Uh, n-nothing. Let's see what else is in the news... Mittens has been spotted. He should be arriving back soon...''
\tGoblin: ``Yay! I wonder what he'll do now that he doesn't have to hold your feet up?''
\tI just shrug and move on. ``The treasurer's probe returned. According to him-''
\tAs if on cue, one of the side doors suddenly opens up and Benjamin steps in. He looks smug.
\tHis voice booms triumphantly. Benjamin: ``According to him, the people want their taxes raised! HA! Are you going to hold your word or not? I want to hear it straight from your lips.''
\tI put the scroll down and cover my face with one hand. ``Okay. Raise the taxes, BUT! If I hear one complaint from my citizens...'' I look over at him. ``I'm dropping them right the fuck back down. Got it?''
\tHe's too busy pumping his fist. Benjamin: ``I knew I'd get through to you eventually! First Rayo, now higher taxes, what a glorious time! Heeeehehehehe~''
\tHe leaves just as quickly as he came in. I don't like happy-Benjamin. It's creepy.
\tI sigh. ``Next bit of news... Tozy is on his way back from the west gate. He should be back by-''
\tWerewolf: ``Tozy returns, sire!''
\tOkay, can everyone stop doing that? It's very unrealistic.
\tWerewolf swings open the gate to let Tozy in, who looks... very unsafe. His tongue is hanging out and he's feverishly masturbating, seemingly unable to stop even as he walks forward into the room. He's hyperventilating. He barely gets halfway back to his post before falling on his tail and jamming his cock right into his mouth. Loud, feverish moaning squeaks out of him over and over again, until repeated blasts of cum can be seen stretching his urethra and bursting out the sides of his muzzle. Every few seconds during his orgasm, his hands fly up and down his cock and his orgasm seems to redouble. After several minutes, he calms down and lets his dick flop out of him... only for him to continue jackhammering it and panting. He gets up and just about makes it to his usual post before sitting back down and autofellating again. I can only assume his juiced pelvic muscles have been taxed to absolute failure if he's able to do that without shooting his head off.
\tI hear stomping and look up to see Slai heading through the gate. He bows his head to the floor once inside.
\tSlai: ``My liege. I come with my report on rounding up the steroids yesterday. But first, I should probably explain what happened to young master Tozy.''
\tI put my scroll down. Goblin holds me and rests his head on top of mine. ``Please do. Looks like he doesn't want to stop.''
\tSlai: ``Yes, the men were a little bit rough with him at first and the kid got a little too into it. We got a lot of good practice out of it and more volunteers than we thought we would... but after the first few hours of practice, young Tozy started, uhh, begging people to use him and, uhh... it got a little uncomfortable. Given his age.'' Slai tries to avoid eye contact as he talks about this. ``We used him for a few more practice drills later in the day, but at that point he was... well, frankly, he was freaking everybody out. He's basically just been sitting in the western watchtower since about 8 PM yesterday.''
\t``I totally understand. It's something rakers do, from the information I've been given. He'll be back to normal in time, no need to worry. I hope he didn't bother the men too much?''
\tSlai: ``Not at all, your highness. Quite the opposite, we have several recruits who want to be the first `Biological Artillerymen.' All we need is the potions.''
\t``Well, those may be coming sooner than you thought. I've just approved a tax increase.''
\tHis eyes widen in shock, but he tries to hide it in his voice. Slai: ``I-I see. That's good.''
\tI sigh. ``You had a report on the steroid collection?''
\tSlai: ``Ah, yes. It seems roughly half the citizens were ignoring your order and simply had the needles stashed away. Some did it because they didn't trust it, some did it because they simply didn't want to be that big. Of the other half, most of them had only injected once because of the rather extreme effects of the dose. There were only a few people that used more, and one person that was hording them from others, but they all gave it up peacefully. Except that last guy, who is currently spending time in the dungeon.''
\t``What happened with him? I thought I said to let them keep what they have if they refused?''
\tSlai stands firm. Slai: ``He was breaking the law. Most of his needles were stolen or coerced from others, even the few that were enjoying its effects. We confiscated his stash as part of his arrest.''
\t``Hmm... petty theft. Alright. Not like he will be down there long. I plan to make the formula available to the public eventually anyway, though not for free. So, that sounds like a pretty large haul?''
\tSlai: ``It was a very large haul. We have enough to inject every single member of our army, inside and outside the kingdom, at least once. If we only give them to physical fighters, we have much more. We have already experimented with a few among the officers and... eh-heh...'' His voice suddenly gets breathy, and his penis begins sliding along the floor out of his sheath. ``It has been very effective. With just one needle, even someone of my size has been able to double the size of his body... in just one day!''
\tI thought he looked bigger than usual when he came in, but he's not twice as big. What is he-
\tSlai: ``Behold, your highness.''
\tHe begins flexing one foreleg... and then his other one. Then his hind legs follow. Then his pecs. His back. His neck. His cock. He falls into a lust-crazed flex frenzy as the muscles all across his body more than triple in thickness. His eyes go completely wild. His cock starts cumming, violently, within seconds of his first flex, power-spraying the soles of my feet in smelly dragon-spunk.
\tHe doesn't stop. He roars as he keeps flexing more, quadrupling the size of his body. By this point, his proportions were roughly half as insane as Master's resting state. He's drooling everywhere. I start to get a little worried. Maybe we should control the flow of this stuff better?
\t``Slai. Can you hear me? Slai!''
\tSlai hears my voice and his eyes suddenly refocus. A brilliant orange blush splashes across his features, though he's still panting from the excitement. Slai: ``Ah! M-my apologies! Ahem, yes, sorry.''
\tHis body slowly shrinks back to a size several inches thicker than the one he wore when he entered my castle.
\t``Not a problem, chief. Your new size would give even King Exper a run for his money!''
\tSlai averts his gaze, still embarrassed by his exhibition. He's never seen Exper, but the very thought that an outsider's muscles even approach the size of his own right now brightens his blush. Slai: ``Thank you... your highness.''
\t``This man you captured, who was hording the needles. I assume he was using them? How big was he?''
\tSlai: ``H-he was using them, yes. He was quite extreme in size when we found him, but apparently the needles don't have much of an effect past the second dose. He wasn't any larger than what you've seen.''
\tThank goodness.
\t``It sounds like you're in good hands, then. Just make sure not to neglect your training. I don't want my soldiers getting caught in some kind of muscular pleasure-cycle in the middle of combat.''
\tSlai: ``I apologize. Yes, our minds must be trained as well as our bodies.''
\t``Dismissed.''
\tSlai bows his head low. Slai: ``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''
\t``Glory be to the Kingdom of Lust.''
\tSlai is still erect as he leaves the throne room and his steps are uneven as a result. I hope these steroids don't end up hurting him instead. Maybe giving them to people who clearly have a muscle fetish is a bad idea.
\tI open the scroll back up, reading from where I left off... Slai is going to present his report on the-
\tI set fire to the scroll. The last thing on it was about the magicians from yesterday and what accommodations they received, but I've already decided that I don't care.
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#15 Mittens's Threat
\tSqueak: ``MY LIEGE. MITTENS RETU- AGH!''
\tMittens flies straight through his viewport, startling him. The first thing he does is latch onto my left big toe, giving it a dry hump and an emphatic kiss.
\tOut loud, Mittens speaks with breathy affection, staring directly into the soft padding of my toe. Mittens: ``I return, my sweet.''
\tHe continues rubbing his cheek against it for several moments before detaching and floating up, taking a cursory look around the throne room.
\tHe talks through all of our minds at once without opening his mouth. Mittens: ``Wow, I've missed a lot in just a few days.'' He flies up to me, addressing Goblin first. He doesn't react to the foot-magic at all. ``You look extra-happy!'' Then he turns to me. ``So, first things first. My report on the Unstable Titan Magic situation.''
\tI respond with my regular voice. Mittens doesn't need to use a mental link for what he does (and what he does is kind of invasive), so interacting with him is always a little weird when he doesn't just use his mouth. ``Yes. It sounded like things were getting really, uh, interesting over there.''
\tMittens: ``Linked. This is for your ears only.'' Mittens begins flying in circles around the throne, nuzzling Goblin when he comes close.
\tI respond through the mental link. Mittens almost never uses one, even with sensitive information, but I guess he's a little paranoid that someone could be listening in this time. ``Alright.''
\tMittens: ``Yes, I am paranoid. I had to kill three nobles, not two, and stage a fire that broke out into each of their living quarters to destroy their research. In the absence of the queen, the investigation of the matter was left up to her corrupt advisors, who decided to execute two more nobles for treason. For some reason, they didn't suspect any of the visiting investigators from other kingdoms, like me. I think they were just picking off people they didn't like.''
\t``That's a lot of death... what went wrong?''
\tMittens: ``Everything went pretty well, actually. The queen isn't surrounded by friends and orgies like you are. It's a simple power struggle over there. There's only loyalty among the citizens, not within the castle. I met with the queen on the way back, she was impressively unconcerned about murders among royalty.''
\t``Oh... uh, did they have a separate lab? Did you find it?''
\tMittens: ``As far as I and the rest of the sorcerers could find, no. Their research was contained only in their own quarters. If it was up to me, we would have burned the whole place down, just to be sure, but alas.''
\t``How were the other investigators? Did any of them help you?''
\tMittens: ``One was a familiar grandmaster, who I suspect knows what I did. I couldn't request any help from him, but he didn't interfere. As long as you don't think too loudly about this incident, we should be okay. I'm going to reinforce your mental defenses myself for a while, okay?''
\t``Okay. I know I forget sometimes, and we can't afford that.''
\tMittens: ``Yeah. There's still several others within her castle who supported the UTM research, and they're likely to have sent spies here. She said she would work on replacing them, when the opportunity arises. That's enough for the report, though, so let me cut this stupid-''
\tI feel a painful snap in my brain. More powerful links establish a deeper connection between two minds. This link is much harder to intercept... but disconnecting it is incredibly uncomfortable. ``Warn me next time, can you?''
\tMittens rubs his own head with his paws. Mittens: ``It wouldn't have helped.''
\tLike Libra, Mittens doesn't like mental links. They're the most convenient way to exchange private information, and they work even if the other person can't cast magic, but they don't feel good. They're not actually as invasive as they seem, since only your most forefront thoughts are readable. They just mess with your mind. If two linked individuals move too far away from each other, their thoughts begin to scatter. Eventually, complex thought becomes impossible until the link is severed. This doesn't happen as long as they stay close, but a mild ``static'' can still be felt somewhere in the subconscious.
\tMittens stops in front of me and talks out loud. Mittens: ``Anyway, the queen also told me about your little tryst~. She consulted with me on ways to meet with you in secret, and I think you will be quite pleased with what we came up with~!''
\tGoblin: ``Ooo, she's coming back?! That's great news!''
\t``I guess I have no say in this. She seemed pretty determined.''
\tMittens: ``VERY determined. I was worried about her returning to her kingdom before I talked with her face-to-face, but she's going to be just fine. What's going to happen is that she's going to stage being `kidnapped' by you on a regular basis.''
\t``...wait, are you serious? How the fuck does that work, she's the queen. They're not going to let me just take-, and what do you mean I'm going to kidnap her???''
\tMittens: ``Well, she said it would complete her fantasy best if you did it personally. This would just be a show for her citizens, her servants would all be in on it. You used to be a mercenary, right?''
\t``Yeah, I used to be a mercenary! I'm out of shape, I can't be running around slinging princesses over my shoulder and doing evil laughs! This is ridiculous!''
\tWerewolf's ears perk up. I can't imagine why. He turns halfway around to look at me. Werewolf: ``Oy, can you still do that evil cackle you used to do?''
\tGoblin: ``Oh yeah, I remember that! It sounded so realistic!''
\tWerewolf: ``You did it on a mission once and some guy actually thought you were a true demon. It was quite interesting.''
\tMittens: ``Ooo, can I hear it?!''
\t``Hey, everybody back off, okay?'' I cross my arms... though the effect might have been lost, given their thinner-than-a-twig size. ``I'm the king of a nation, I can't go traveling alone to rival countries and causing trouble. It's completely illogical.''
\tGoblin: ``What if we come with you?! Oh my god, it will really be just like old times!!!'' Goblin starts vibrating and giggling like a school girl.
\tWerewolf: ``Hey, that's a great idea! The rest of the royal knights can hold down the fort while we're gone. It's not that long a distance to Yoshi Nation.''
\t``Damn it, guys! Mittens-''
\tMittens: ``That is PERFECT! Everyone here gets some fresh air, the queen gets her brain fucked completely out of her skull, everybody wins! We might even gain allies!''
\t``Guys-''
\tMittens flies up close to my face and plants his paws on my cheeks, playfully squishing them inwards. Mittens: ``C'moooon... say you'll do it. Queen Yoshi's waiting for yoooou~. Wasn't she super hot~?'' Squish squish. Squish squish. ``Gimme that evil laugh.''
\tIt's hopeless. ``Ugh, fine. Let go of my face.''
\tMittens flies back a couple of feet and everyone in the throne room looks at me in anticipation. I clear my throat. I feel silly, but a nervous smile spreads wide across my face. Okay... how did I do this...?
\tMy eyes glow with a bright, howling blast mist. I spread my hands out to my sides and open my palms forward. Demonic black smoke begins to billow from my mouth.
\tMy voice comes out far deeper than usual. ``HahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAA-HAAHAAHAAAAA!!!'' I make sure my lips are peeled back as I laugh, so my teeth are bared.
\tI'm able to hold the cackle for only a few seconds before I break out into a real laugh, my voice reverting and all the demonic effects dissipating. I cough a little as I laugh to get the smoke out of lungs. In front of me, Goblin and Werewolf are clapping, Pea and Sissy are staring at me wide-eyed, Squeak and several of my random servants are cowering, and Mittens is-
\tMittens: ``THAT WAS FANTASTIC!! Make sure you do exactly that when you capture Queen Yoshi! She's going to cum for days!''
\tWhat is this guy, the stage director?
\t``Okay, okay, okay. So, when am I supposed to be doing this?''
\tMittens: ``She said she'll send a servant as a signal whenever she wants you to come over.''
\tWhenever she wants me to ``come over.'' It sounds like I'm just going across the street to her house. This is unreal.
\t``Well, I'm glad we got that squared away. Everyone back to your posts, alright?''
\tMost everyone is already at their posts, so they merely turn by about 90 degrees. Goblin climbs off of me and gets back below my feet, making sure to shake his gaping donut in my face as he disappears. It's particularly unnecessary for him to be down there now, but he and Mittens were never down there for practical reasons. Speaking of which...
\t``Now that I think about it, I guess Mittens doesn't need to be down there anymore.'' I turn to the cat. ``A new half-demon member of the castle brought us this tome. Goblin, do you have it?''
\tGoblin holds up the tome between my heels. I don't know where he had it. I assume it was just sitting on the floor in front of the throne. Hopefully my sweat wasn't ruining it.
\tMittens flies over to one of my feet and starts taking deep sniffs between my toes as he talks, totally ignoring the tome. Mittens: ``A half-demon? Is it Mr. Shark?''
\t``Ye-... am I the only person who doesn't know who he is?!''
\tMittens: ``You don't read international... news as much as the rest of us, so... I guess you wouldn't know. Him and Benjamin... ah yeah that's good~... were a famous duo... a couple of decades back. But they had a falling out... and Shark disappeared... no one could find either of them... for years.''
\t``I guess that's why they were so happy to see each other again.''
\tMittens speaks into my mind. Mittens: ``Ben blamed himself for what happened to Shark. As a human, he was amazing with money. Some thought he was just a swindler, but that guy could turn anybody into a successful shopkeep. He eventually became the leader of the Merchant's Union over in the Kingdom of Stars, working under Ben. At some point, Shark wanted to defect, but Ben wouldn't follow him. Unfortunately, he hung around to try to sway him, news of his planned exit got out, and Shark was never seen again. Ben ran away from the kingdom soon after.''
\tI think instead of talking. ``How do you know so much about this? That seems like more than you could find in a tabloid.''
\tMittens: ``It is. I found Mr. Shark and helped him escape. It was a little before I started working for you. Why did you think I guessed it was him? Small world. Shark probably found out Ben was here.''
\t``Rayo told me he was here because he heard the king was a half-demon.''
\tMittens: ``Oh! That makes more sense.''
\tI resume talking out loud. ``Anyway, do you know anything about that tome he brought? It's about foot-casting, which seems like something you would be interested in.''
\tMittens also resumes talking out loud. Mittens: ``Of course it is. I wrote the book.''
\tObviously.
\t``If you knew about foot-casting this whole time, why didn't you tell me about it?!'' My voice comes out louder than I intended. ``Or Goblin?! You knew he was magically inclined before the rest of us, right?''
\tMittens detaches from my feet and floats a little bit closer to me, a coy smile on his voice. Mittens: ``Oh, I might have known a few things~... fufufufufu~...''
\tGoblin: ``You knew?!''
\tMittens flies a few circles around the throne. Mittens: ``Higher sorcerers can sense power without needing a machine to do it for them.'' He flies up to my face. ``I'm sure you can figure this one out, though. Why wouldn't I tell you about foot-casting?''
\t``Well... I've only tried it with some low-level spells but... I assume it's because it would let me hold up my own feet easier?''
\tMittens slowly floats behind the throne, but doesn't reappear. Mittens: ``That's a great guess! I love my job! But that's only part of the answer... the other part's only for your ears. Get ready!''
\tA powerful mental link is established. Why is this necessary for something as banal as casting a spell in a slightly new way?
\tMittens: ``This one's personal. It's your lack of impulse control. I see you haven't practiced them much yet, and I would advise that you don't.''
\t``Because of... my...'' I can't finish the sentence.
\tMittens: ``I've already read everyone's minds, I know you've made great strides. Goblin is back on your lap. Apparently you're ready to have sex in the throne room again. But heed my words.'' A uncharacteristic level of concern fills his voice. Even more concerned than he sounded when he told me about the UTM situation. ``Foot-casting is a completely different beast. Your feet aren't normal. Their size, their physical properties, their magic conduction... nothing could stop you. Nothing. The grandmasters, the alchemists, none of us would be able to stop you.''
\tI thought it was just a fun little distraction...
\t``I... understand.''
\tMittens: ``Do you? Everyone may trust you with normal sex now, but they cannot trust you if you begin to use foot-casting. They cannot. The magical power you would wield would equal, if not exceed that of the behemoths. Do you understand now?''
\tExceeding the power of behemoths... if I didn't hear it from Mittens, I wouldn't believe it. I know where he's going, though. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. The pleasure I felt from just the basic levitation spells was already difficult to control. If I tried using actual battle magic...
\tMittens: ``Endless annihilation. The world's mission would become `find a way to defeat you, or cease to exist.' If you go anywhere near that tome again, I will kill you immediately without hesitation.''
\t``...'' A cold fear takes hold. I'm suddenly hyperaware of Mittens's position behind me.
\tMittens: ``If I knew it was here when I contacted you, I would have come back sooner. This matter is far more important than any Titan Magic. I'd vaporize the book right now if Goblin hadn't taken a liking to it. Now, I'm breaking the li-''
\t``Wait! I-I have to know. How are you so experienced in matters of assassination?''
\tMittens: ``Odd question after my threat. The path to mastering sorcery isn't in books and academia. It's not like alchemy. The only way to make sure a spell really works is to test it on someone. Every grandmaster has done... volumes... things they aren't proud of. It's for that reason that some of us refuse to die. We must atone. I'm breaking the link.''
\tA sharp pain snaps in my head. Mittens suddenly flies out from behind the throne and plants himself on top of my skull. He brings his face down in front of me to stare into my eyes upside-down... then wreathes his tail around my neck. He's smiling wide... I'm not.
\tI think these words. ``I won't.''
\tHe talks out loud. Mittens: ``Good. Love ya~.''
\tMittens flies off of me and then under my feet. I see his tail swirling around, and Goblin begins giggling.
\tMittens: ``Hehe~... if you want to get really good at this, just ask me okay?''
\tGoblin: ``Yes, sir! I had my first footgasm this morning! It was wonderful!''
\tMittens: ``That's great! Don't they feel so good?!''
\tGoblin: ``SO GOOD!''
\tMittens suddenly flies back up to my line-of-sight. Mittens: ``Goblin's got that taken care of, it looks like. Sweet, I've always wanted to do this~!''
\t``Do wha-HEY!''
\tMittens flies right into the seat of the throne, face-first, burrowing under my balls and resting neatly in the massive, sweaty pit between my scrotum and both cheeks of my ass. I can feel him laying face-down at first, presumably snorting up all that ass-sweat as his tail reaches up to probe my asshole, which is abruptly pulled away as he flips over to lay face-up, lapping up ass and ball-sweat directly from both hyper-sized sources at the same time with his tiny kitty tongue. His fur feels oddly nice against my perineum. His tail continually coils and twitches around the underside of my ballsack, occasionally whipping back to where his mouth is.
\tMittens speaks into my mind. Mittens: ``Every inch of you is just so much sex! MMPH! I'm promoting myself to Ass Warmer, hope you don't mind! I can still do everything from here, don't worry!''
\tI speak out loud. ``Y-you're really staying down there? How are you breathing?''
\tMittens: ``Breathing is for people who aren't grandmasters!''
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#16 Get Freaky
\tWe all sit quietly for a while, back at our normal posts. Tozy and Master are bathing my feet in cum, Goblin is worshipping my feet and licking up said cum, Pea and Sissy are arcing various fluids across the royal carpet, Squeak is staring diligently out the window, Werewolf is... walking towards me?
\tNo, wait, he's walking towards Pea. He looks like he's asking her something... then she whispers something back to him, and after a moment, they start nodding to each other. Then they turn to me.
\tWerewolf: ``My king. Am I to understand some kind of magical new steroid has been crafted within these walls?''
\t``Yes...''
\tSeveral moments pass by in silence as I completely miss where he's going. Then it hits me.
\t``OH! OH, I'M SO SORRY! Hold on a second!'' I open up a small portal to Libra's laboratory. I... honestly can't describe exactly what she's doing. I can't comprehend it. ``Uh... Libra? Werewolf and Pea are inquiring about the steroid your team produced.''
\tShe isn't surprised to see me staring at her through the portal, but her eyes go wide when I bring up Pea. Libra: ``OH, SHIT! SORRY, I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN!''
\tI close the portal. ``Apologies, apologies! It was so momentous, the matter of national defense came to us foremost, you see...''
\tI'm hoping they buy it. They look at me with tired patience. Werewolf and Pea are both absolute muscle-freaks, so the idea that we all literally forgot about them when making a fancy new steroid has to be quite insulting. Especially from the same guy who makes a big deal out of getting every single new sex enhancer that comes out of our labs.
\tI hear hurried footsteps coming from one of the side doors.
\tLibra bursts through the door, out of breath and holding two needles up in the air. Libra: ``I'M HERE! HERE THEY ARE! EVERYBODY CALM DOWN!'' She runs over to the aforementioned muscle-freaks and hands them each one syringe. They snatch them out of her hands. ``You'll have to excuse the small portions! Any more than this and the effect is diminished too much to be worth it. My apologies! Please, excuse me! Enjoy yourselves!'' She gives everyone except me a very deep bow, then vacates the room.
\tWerewolf looks up at me before he does anything. Werewolf: ``With your permission, sire.''
\t``Granted, Wolf.''
\tWerewolf looks to be relatively sober and in control as he brings the needle to his arm. Pea is the opposite of that. Wolf calmly depresses the plunger, then tosses the empty needle to one of the random servants. Pea jams the needle into her arm so fast that the plunger depresses on it's own, then she crushes the needle and tosses the remains onto the floor. Good thing it's not made of glass.
\tThe two look at each other with smoldering eyes as the chemical takes effect. Sissy retreats to the wall. They embrace with heated passion, flexing their muscles directly into each other with wild abandon, feeling their muscles expand but never retract. The bigger they get, the more energetic they become, until Wolf forces Pea down on her back and shoves his cock and knot into her all at once, all the way down to his quivering balls. She humps back against him even harder and faster than he thrusts into her, the insane growth of her muscles driving her to completely new heights.
\t*lots of straight sex ensues*
\tBy the time they finish, the two of them fully flexed are almost as big as Master's resting state. That is, their proportions are so completely unreasonable that they can't move. Even worn out from the orgasms, they can't stop flexing their bodies, completely lost in the pleasure of muscles that pulsate on their own. Not just the veins that cover them, but the muscles themselves, literally pulsing with the beat of their extremely powerful cardiac muscles.
\tTheir show of growth sex lasted several hours, enough time for everyone to see it, and for no one to do anything about it. What can I say? It was beautiful.
\t``Mittens? Is this going to be a problem?''
\tMittens talks into my mind. He hasn't moved from his position in my asscrack since he flew there. Mittens: ``Potentially. It's not actually Titan Magic, but it could be misconstrued as Titan Magic. We might want to hide their true size.''
\t``They weren't as big as Slai before taking the steroid, now they're way bigger than him. I wonder why it was so much more effective on them?''
\tMittens: ``Maybe Libra spiked it? Or it could just be the fact that they started having sex right after injection. I would bet no one else has done that.''
\t``You have a way of hiding how big they really are?''
\tMittens: ``Yeah. Not sure if it's really necessary, though. Are they frothing at the mouth?''
\t``No-... wait, yes. Yes, they're frothing at the mouth.''
\tMittens: ``I'm not a big fan of this spell. Umm... maybe we should move them to the dungeon first. See if they calm down.''
\t``What's wrong? I've never heard you doubt one of your spells before.''
\tMittens: ``The spell simultaneously bends light and compresses the body. It's uncomfortable for the person I cast it on and it's uncomfortable for everyone else to look at. It's better than being accused of UTM research... but we should probably find other avenues.''
\tI try to get Wolf's attention. ``Werewolf? Werewolf, can you hear me?! Pea?!'' I clap my hands. I tell Squeak to talk. I summon a magic stick and poke them.
\tThey're completely out of it. Their eyes have gone white and their muscles seem to be flexing on their own. Their limbs aren't really moving, but their muscles keep twitching and bunching as if shocked by electricity.
\tI call over a random servant and tell him to call all of the magicians down.
\t...
\t``I need you guys to carry these two down to the dungeon. Make sure they're in separate cells.''
\tThe mages all salute me. This isn't the army, guys... Mage#3: ``Yes, sir! ...is there enough space...?''
\t``Make room if you need to. Don't worry if it's cramped.''
\tThey all salute again and work together to levitate the two meat-masses. More work is needed to partially tear down the walls on the way down to the dungeon and reconstruct them. Thank goodness for magic.
\t``I hope those two are okay... this steroid business is starting to make me uneasy.''
\tMittens: ``Is that why you have an erection?''
\t``Shut it...''
\tSissy walks up to me, looking sad. He pokes his head over the side of the throne.
\tI pet him. ``Pea will be back, okay? Just relax. How about messing around with Tozy while she's gone, huh, boy?''
\tSissy's mood seems to recover. He trots over to where Tozy is.
\tTozy: ``Did someone say my name? Oh, hi Si-!''
\tSissy drives his massive cock into Tozy's mouth without letting him finish, driving himself all the way through the child's little, tiny body until the knot forcibly unhinges his jaw.
\tOne of these days I have to figure out what exactly rakers are made of. Non-demons aren't supposed to be able to withstand that kind of stuff. Not without tons of drugs and training. It's like Tozy was born made of rubber. His body right now has been stretched so thin as to perfectly resemble the cock that's stretching it. Tozy's own cock just hangs off of it... and it's cumming. I don't know how he does it.
\tI shrug and roll my eyes. ``Bottoms.''
\tSqueak: ``THE ROAD IS CLEAR, SIRE. I WAS HOPING I MAY ASK A QUESTION.''
\t``Sure. Linking.''
\tSqueak turns back towards the road and speaks through the mental link. The voice in his head is the old, higher-pitched, squeaky one. Squeak: ``I think I joined you after Pea and Sissy did, but they almost never talk. Do you know them?''
\tI relax back into the seat. ``Not really. They were hired by Mute. They were promoted to royal knights purely on the grounds of their strength in combat.''
\tSqueak: ``Pretty obvious in Pea's case, but Sissy's a fighter, too? Is he a sorcerer?''
\t``No, he's... hard to explain. He's a completely different kind of fighter, from the far north. Instead of using muscles to fight, like we do down here, he uses his libido to fight.''
\tSqueak: ``How do you fight with libido???''
\t``It's a way of directing sexual energy, except it's not just yours, but also your opponent's. He's fast and adept enough to evade deadly blows, then he wears down his enemies by... umm... stimulating them.''
\tSqueak: ``I don't understand. He's having sex with the enemy?''
\t``Kind of. Sissy is a masochist and a sadomasochist. It's sex, but it's just a ploy for him to kill you more easily. Either you lose your footing and get your throat slit... or he starts ramming you and doesn't stop... until...''
\tI see Squeak shiver. Squeak: ``I really am the odd one out, then...''
\t``What? You mean about your ability to fight?''
\tSqueak: ``Werewolf, Pea, and now, I find out, Sissy are all trained warriors. Master is a behemoth. Tozy has a laser cock. Mittens is a powerful sorcerer. Even Goblin's passed the Levy Test, and now he's becoming a sorcerer himself. Why am I a royal knight?''
\t``You remember what I told you when I knighted you?''
\tSqueak: ``You said you needed a lookout. But... Mittens does a way better job of that.''
\t``I know. I was lying. I just like you.''
\tSqueak: ``W-what???''
\t``You were recruited by Mute because you were a fellow mouse-beast. I was going to assign you to be her assistant, but you didn't really have any skills besides being cute.''
\tI can see Squeak's blush from here, even though he's facing away from me.
\t``If you want the truth, yes, you're not qualified to be anything higher than a random servant. But you reminded me of someone.''
\tSqueak: ``Wh-who...?''
\t``Myself, before I became a half-demon.''
\tSqueak: ``What, I, what, wait, weren't you, I don't-''
\t``Save your breath, I won't be telling that story. You're just hot, let's keep it at that, okay? And hey, you're basically combat-ready now, so you fit right in.''
\tSqueak literally looks down at his empty hands, which makes me chuckle. Squeak: ``But I don't have a weapon...?''
\t``Your voice is loud enough to cause serious damage now. If you were to actually scream, I'm sure you could defeat most soldiers. Maybe we should take you out to the range and take a hammer to your balls? Just to test?''
\tHe blushes such a bright, neon red that I forget what his real fur color is. Squeak: ``N-n-no, I mean, we-... we don't have to-''
\t``I'm just kidding! Back to your post.''
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#17 Exper's Inquiry
\tSqueak: ``MY LORD! KING EXPER APPROACHES!''
\t``The king?! In the flesh, here?! Are you sure?! Why wasn't I notified of this?!''
\tPanicked, and without Werewolf to help him open the gate, Squeak clamps himself onto the door with his mouth and uses his boundless neck muscles to swing it open instead. I make a mental note about how comfortable Squeak is getting with his mutations.
\tThe door opens to reveal the bare, bulging, deeply-striated fur of King Exper, ruler of the Beast Kingdom. He's a dog-beastman, but one who stands on four legs like Sissy. It's said to be a rare mutation among beastmen, usually associated with crossbreeding with other four-legged races such as dragons, though it's capable of occurring naturally. The beasts don't discriminate between two-legged people and four-legged people as the rest of the world tends to do, leading to one eventually becoming their leader.
\tSomething you should understand before I continue: the Beast Kingdom cares only for power. Physical power. The only real difference between them and the greenskins is that they're better-organized. They will do anything if it means increasing the strength of their bodies, and to become king, you must show your people that you will do anything to increase the strength of your own body. It's even less pretty than it sounds. We gained their trust and support early the same way we gained the support of the greenskins: we became the subjects of a collosseum spectacle. We showed them our power. More specifically, we showed them the combination of mine and Wolf's power, and we had a behemoth behind us. Since then, it was agreed, if we want them to make us stronger, we must also make them stronger. It is a matter of international treaty that anything that emboldens one of us, must embolden all of us. Therefore, Exper's arrival here can only mean one thing: news of our steroid has spread.
\tAs the pinnacle of his people, Exper is a truly disgusting monster. His fur is unkempt and caked with various substances. Dirt, saliva, cum, sweat, urine, smegma, feces, nearly all of it coming from his filthy servants. They are slaves, commanded to worship the king's body at all hours of the day. No rest. If they must relieve themselves, they will relieve themselves upon their leader. If they must eat, they will eat off of their leader. Even now, he has no less than twenty malnourished, sleep-deprived beastmen joylessly and endlessly licking and gnawing upon the flesh of their alpha.
\t(If this reminds you of what Goblin does, need I remind you that Goblin does it joyfully.)
\tExper stands tall, the sheer size of his muscles towering above them. Each of his legs is packed so ungodly, unnaturally thick that he needs four separate servants on each one. The highly-visible muscle groups of his torso bulge obscenely, his back rising so high that his head will never see over them, his chest falling so low that it crushes and drags another poor slave beneath it, his shoulders and haunches spreading so wide that they wobble with gravity, seeming like fat until a single tense hardens them into boulders. It is a body so huge as to look completely dysfunctional... but face Exper in battle, and you will be gone just as quickly as if you challenged a true behemoth.
\tI rise quickly off of my throne, burying Goblin in my soles in the process, and bow to him.
\tExper never talks to anyone. He sends his servants to do it for him. One of the slaves licking his masseter muscles drops off of his head and walks towards me, looking completely exhausted.
\tHe bows back to me. Exper does not. ExSlave: ``Your highness. My king arrives through a portal. He apologizes for the sudden intrusion. He heard tale of a new steroid produced.''
\tI address Exper and not the slave. Not out of disrespect to the slave, but I am beholden to respect the laws of our allies. Addressing his slave would come across as an insult. ``Yes, we have. We haven't been keeping this from you, it's just that the chemical is in its early stages. We are still witnessing its effects.''
\tThe slave continues to talk to me without going back to consult with Exper. I don't know how it works (Exper can't cast, and the slave doesn't seem to be able to, either), and I'd rather not ask. ExSlave: ``You have begun reinforcing your military. Surely that suggests confidence in the mixture.''
\t``It does, but we have seen drawbacks among some of our higher officers. I am wary to distribute the current formula to those who have clear... affinities for muscular enhancement.''
\tExSlave: ``You are hiding something from us. This is unlike you. What are you afraid of.''
\t``The, uhh, formula is...'' This is something I would usually use a mental link for, but the Beast King forbids any form of it. ``Listen, here is the truth. The steroid is very effective, but it has been causing a pleasure-cycle among some of my servants. I have begun reinforcing my military with it, but only while withholding the full extent of its effectiveness.''
\tExper's erection throbs beyond maximum stiffness.
\tExSlave: ``The full extent. What is the full extent.''
\t``I cannot say aloud. You know, Exper, that our bond is strong, but I'm trying to keep this quiet among my own citizens as well. I will give you the steroid, if that's what you want, but I beg you, do not yet distribute this to your army. It will cripple your nation, not strengthen it.''
\tExSlave: ``My king gives you permission to establish a mental link. He must know.''
\tMy eyes flash black. A pain rings in my head as I establish a more powerful link. Exper doesn't react, but I can see danger in his eyes. I talk through the link. ``I will make this quick. Two of my retainers, Werewolf being one of them, are locked away right now. They have both become even larger than you in the span of just a few hours.''
\tHis eyes go wide.
\t``They are completely paralyzed and we don't know if they will recover. The mixture seems to be enhanced to spike levels if one flexes too much after injection, and it seems to be particularly effective among subrosians and beastmen. I am keeping this a secret since the sudden growth may attract an investigation into Titan Magic.''
\tAs I cut the link, Exper suddenly tenses up and cums, blasting his servant, myself, and the mostly-empty throne with copious layers of fresh dog seed. Mittens is quick to magically wipe away the cum on my face (and out of my ears). The servant, along with all of Exper's other slaves, runs forward to savagely gobble up as much of the cum in front of me as he can, licking it off of Exper's belly, the other slaves' bodies, even getting down on all fours and sucking it off the floor.
\tAfter a few minutes of this, Exper barks, and the slave who was originally talking to me stands up and turns around. Exper nods to him, then the slave turns back to me.
\tEven wild-eyed, panting, and covered in cum, his voice stays even and monotone. ExSlave: ``My king approves of your judgement on this matter. However, he expects one injection of the steroid for personal testing. Do you have one ready?''
\tI open another portal to Libra's laboratory. Seriously, what the fuck is she doing? ``Libra?''
\tOnce again, she doesn't react to my peeping on her. Libra: ``Yes, your highness?''
\t``King Exper is here. He's literally here. Do we have any needles left?''
\tShe looks uneasy. Libra: ``He's here, NOW?! Uh, y-yeah, we have one left. The one I was using to copy from. If we hand it over, it will delay synthesis for a few extra days.''
\t``Not a problem. You probably didn't hear about what just happened in the throne room. We can't use that mixture anymore.''
\tLibra: ``Oh, god damn it. Are you saying we have to tone it down?''
\t``Tone something down! There's pleasure-cycles all over the place and our allies are restless!''
\tLibra: ``Okay, okay, we'll get to work reformulating the mixture!'' She snatches a needle off of her table and throws it through the portal, nearly hitting me in the eye. ``He knows what will happen when he takes that, right?''
\t``I just explained it to him. Thank you, Libra.''
\tI close the portal and beckon his slave forward, handing it to him. The slave takes it and steps over the cum orgy to climb onto his master's back and place the needle securely within his fur. It looks like he didn't inject it, thank god. Afterwards, he climbs down and bows before his leader... before falling to his knees, clutching his swollen balls.
\tHis voice is quivering now. His self control seems to be shaken. ExSlave: ``M-master, I... m-must feel relief. W-w-won't you reward your humble voice? Please...''
\tExper seems to take pity on him. He raises his meaty paw and places it softly over the man's body, who begins eagerly sniffing the pads. Then, without warning, Exper slams his paw down, flattening the slave's balls. The slave shrieks, firing off a blast of cum that bores a hole into the wall behind me. The rest of his volleys fly just far enough to further paint the tops of my feet with liberal amounts of beast semen. The slave passes out, and Exper reaches down with his head to take his body into his mouth. He toys with the man's butt and abused scrotum with his thick, rippled tongue a bit before whipping his head back, tossing the man onto the back of the neck.
\tExper signals his departure with a simple nod to me. He looks satisfied. As soon as he begins turning around, his slaves scramble up from licking each other and go back to worshipping his legs, clinging onto him as he walks out of the castle.
\tI don't sit back on the throne. I'm lost in thought. This could be more serious than I imagined. I should check on Werewolf.
\tMittens: ``Where are you going?''
\t``I'm going to visit the dungeons. Want to come along?''
\tMittens flies deeper into my ass crack, nestling himself against the entrance of my rectum. I guess that's his answer.
\tAs I move, I suddenly remember that Goblin has been trapped under my foot this whole time. When I raise my foot, a sudden gout of cum suddenly bursts onto my arch all at once. Looking at him, he's not even close to conscious. I cast a healing spell on his penis. It looks a little bruised.
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#18 Werewolf's Regret
\tWalking through the dungeons usually makes me very horny, but Werewolf being down here gives me a bad feeling. In these caves, all you can hear are the sounds of whips, brands, and cat-o
-nines playing to a chorus of over-pleasured screaming, most of them coming from the dominatrix, some of them coming from the feeler cells, some of them coming from the normal prison cells. Nobody is safe down here. You will learn how the Kingdom of Lust operates.
\tNow, I'm not myself a masochist, per se, but I do enjoy watching people orgasm from unusual sources of stimulation. Everyone who comes down here eventually finds themselves loving the pain, letting themselves be broken by the terrible sensations. Of course, we still need a few regular guards on patrol, which no one likes doing since they eventually wind up with weird, unfulfilled urges. I love this place.
\tAfter a few turns, I find the cells Werewolf and Pea were placed in. Pea is still babbling and foaming, out of her mind, muscles still twitching against the walls. I'm pretty sure she's even bigger than she was in the throne room. I walk over to Werewolf's cell expecting to see the same thing, but it's oddly quiet. His muscles are still twitching, but he looks lucid. His eyes are unfocused.
\t``Wolf? Hey, are you okay?''
\tHis eyes travel down to meet me. They're shaking. Werewolf: ``Oh... hi, ________. What brings you down here?''
\tI grab the bars. ``Yes! You can talk! We were worried we lost you. Maybe that steroid is too strong.''
\tHe bellows out a drunken laugh. Werewolf: ``Too strong, huh? Never thought we'd get to that point. *hiccup* You'll have to excuse me, I had one of the mages slip me a drink. It goes great with `roids, you know?''
\t``I guess so. I thought you said you were trying to get sober?''
\tHe suddenly turns grim. Werewolf: ``I can't get sober. Not while I look like this. The cause of all of my problems. I just want to get bigger and drink more!'' He says it with flare, but his face is sarcastic.
\tI hop on my ass, sitting down on the floor in front of the cell. I hear Mittens squeal. ``What are you talking about? I thought that was always your thing.''
\tWerewolf: ``We met at a brothel. I never told you who I was. Why I was in a greenskin camp to begin with. I wasn't a mercenary, like I told you. I was just lost and out of control. I had a little bit of money left, so I was blowing it there.''
\t``But... how? You were such a powerful warrior, couldn't you have just enlisted?''
\tWerewolf: ``I was enlisted. I was dishonorably discharged. Friendly fire.''
\tI stay silent. Werewolf did have a way of flying off the rail, especially in a battle. It had occurred to me on multiple occasions what might have happened if I wasn't there to hold him back, but I never knew...
\tWerewolf raises one of his arms and looks at it. He doesn't flex. Werewolf: ``I was always into bodybuilding. I went hard on the steroids. Back when they still had real side effects. I wouldn't stop for anyone. No point. The world's armies love guys like me. There's no such thing as `too big', everyone knows that... What I didn't know was that there was such a thing as `too much'.''
\tI wince. I think I know where this is going, but I've already got him talking.
\tWerewolf: ``Heh heh, I see that look on your face. You know what happened, don't you? Everyone saw it coming. Everyone but me.''
\tHe doesn't have to say it, but I can't find the words to tell him to stop.
\tWerewolf: ``Battle of Proil Lake. One of those Metal fuckheads shot me right below my left eye. I ran forward with a battlehammer, swung it around as wide as I could to take all their fucking heads off. Seventeen people, killed with that one swing. Fourteen of them were in my platoon.''
\t``I-''
\tWerewolf: ``It gets worse. I didn't even fucking see that happen. I just knew I took out the enemy. I went barreling into their ranks, kicking up bodies as far as the eye could see. I didn't know what direction I was running in, I just hit whatever I saw. I got lost in the blood, ended up traveling in a circle. I was exactly seventeen guys in before I saw their uniforms. Someone shot me in the back with an arrow, I whipped around, it was one of my gym buddies. He was scared. I committed two crimes that day. Thirty-one soldiers. Dead. And I deserted.''
\t``God...''
\tHe drops his arm back to his side. His eyes stay dry, but twisted with horrible anger. Werewolf: ``Want to know what's really fucked up? They said I was discharged for friendly fire, but the commander only called me in to scold me for running away. I was kicked out after telling them I wouldn't go back. They can shove it up their ass!'' He slams the back wall with his fist, caving the rock several feet into the bedrock that lay beyond. ``I couldn't face the other guys after that. I was on their fucking side and they're fucking dead because of me!''
\t``...that's why you drink?''
\tWerewolf: ``People around me die, ________. It's always been that way. If you weren't there at the brothel, Goblin would be dead, too. The only reason I haven't killed myself yet is because I'm a bitch.''
\t``H-hey, calm down. You're alright now.''
\tWerewolf: ``Don't you see how bullshit all this is? I get to enjoy... all this luxury. Clean money. Good mead. Free steroids. I get respect now. I don't deserve anyone's fucking respect, man, I'm a goddamn murderer!''
\t``I... we can help you, Wolf! You're not a bad person. It was a mistake-''
\tWerewolf: ``People who makes mistakes like mine don't deserve to live! I won't have my mind fucked up with magic `treatment' pills, make me believe I'm someone else. Either let me die or-''
\t``We won't do that. Just talk to us. Drowning in mead won't-... No one is beyond help, okay? Okay? Come on. You didn't forget about me, I won't forget about you.''
\tWerewolf rests his head back, glazed eyes staring at the ceiling. Werewolf: ``You've never done anything as bad as me.''
\t``You saw that what you did was wrong and stopped fighting. What have I done? You saw me back then. You see me right now. What have I done?''
\tHe looks at me. Werewolf: ``...You've-... I don't understand.''
\t``I haven't done anything. I was so addicted to my body that I never shrunk a single thing. Even after their size began hurting those close to me. I didn't just put Goblin in danger, I put an entire kingdom in danger. Thousands could have been killed, just because I can't let go.''
\tWerewolf bares his teeth, just barely keeping himself from lunging at me. Werewolf: ``But they didn't! That's the difference! They're still alive! None of my friends are ever coming back!''
\tI don't know what to say. He growls at me through the bars for a few moments before slumping back.
\tWerewolf: ``Why can't you just go away?''
\t``...you're my friend, Wolf. I don't want to lose you.''
\tWerewolf: ``We shouldn't even be-...'' His demeanor suddenly changes. He covers his eyes. ``Sorry... sorry. Just give me some time to work this drink off.''
\tI stand up and grab the bars. ``Goblin's with you, too, man. We just want you to come back to us.''
\tWerewolf bares his teeth again. He had a strong reaction to that last sentence. I back away from the cell. Werewolf: ``Give me time.''
\tI walk away, concerned and unsatisfied. He probably wasn't planning on telling that story while drunk...
\t...
\tMittens: ``Kind of convenient that you would find out who your friends are after all these years, all within a few days, huh?''
\tI... guess. What is he getting at?
\tMittens: ``Nothing. It just seems like a lot's been going on. Periods like this usually preclude terrible events. You might want to put some time skips in this story before things get too dark, otherwise we're going to build into a climax where named characters start dying off.''
\tWhat the fuck is he talking about?
\tI talk to him with my mind. ``Are you saying I need a reset?''
\tMittens: ``Yeah, I think that's a good idea. This document's been going on too long, so you're veering off into various types of trauma because they're more interesting than sex. But now you can't go back to the sex because the tone doesn't allow it. Reset so you can go back to the sexy stuff.''
\tYes, sir. Damn...
PART
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#19 The Descent
\tThree and a half months have passed. Let me catch you all up on what's happened. Me. I'm doing it. Not Mittens.
\tMittens: ``Wasn't it a great idea to do the time skip, though? You can't blame me for your shitty pacing.''
\tShut up, Mittens, I'm the main character here. Not you. He hasn't left the crack of my ass once in the entire three months since we left off. He was quiet, too, thankfully, since there was no narration he could creep on.
\tMittens: ``Hey! Are you calling me a glory hog?!''
\tShut your piehole, Mittens! I have to get this story going or we're never moving on!
\tMittens: ``Hmph!''
\tOkay, so I'll try to make this as quick as I can. My kingdom is now (practically, not literally) paved in fucking gold. Rayo's merchant's union started bringing in real cash within a couple of months, bringing us up to par with our allies. However, the real money-maker was that steroid. Libra's team was able to fix the pleasure-cycle, so we ramped up production and started selling needles at exorbitant prices. We're fortunate that alchemical recipes are so difficult to reverse-engineer. The Beast Kingdom and Greenskins, as allies of ours, had to be given steroids for free, but that just means that our factions have combined to become practical superpowers on the world stage. Half-demons, beasts, greenskins, and subrosians. A barbaric alliance, perhaps, but balanced. Our power is unquestioned.
\tMore specifically, my power is unquestioned. Our new Biological Artillery (BA) division, including cock cannons and roarers have made our enemies afraid to go anywhere near us. They're lucky that I strive to be a peaceful nation. There are rumors that our BAs could hold off a behemoth. I doubt it, myself... but I'm not going to tell anyone that. I've sent offers of peace multiple times, but the myths about my nation have grown just as absurd as my treasury.
\tThe end result is that most of the world has grown dramatically in muscular bulk, and we are profiting off of every single flex... while simultaneously staying on top of the arms race! Even normal citizens can become titanic hulks for the right price. Everyone in the castle is feeling the prosperity. Libra, especially, since she has won several prestigious awards since her formula was revealed to the masses. And you know what prosperity means.
\tMittens: ``MOOORE SEX~!''
\tUnwelcome, but that's right. Extra cash means extra-stupid pleasures! Remember that guy who thought getting railed by me was a real job? Now it is. I have a large group of hyper-femboy sluts now who constantly pleasure me in the throne room (including that guy). All of them wear extra-large buttplugs at all hours of the day, and they're never allowed to remove them unless they're pleasuring me or one of my knights. Goblin, of course, joined this group, despite being one of my knights.
\tI'll be happy to go into more detail on that once I get back to the castle.
\tRight now, I'm on a ``nefarious'' mission to capture the queen of Yoshi Nation. This has turned into a weekly affair, one where I get some fresh air, spend some quality time with my old band, and put on a theatric show for the people surrounding Yoshi castle. ``It's important that I look super evil'', is what I was told by both the queen and her new top advisor (the dude with the stick). I don't know how many strings she's pulling over there to make any of this okay by any stretch of the imagination, but she is.
\tWe're just sitting in a makeshift camp at the moment, hanging out around a campfire, waiting for night to fall before we descend on the queen. It's just me, Goblin, and Werewolf... and Mittens, since he absolutely will not leave the soft confines of my body for any reason other than the entire world being in danger.
\tMittens: ``It's cozy in here~!''
\tGoblin sits stiffly across from me on my right, swinging his massive feet back and forth on the rather large log he's resting on. He wears a buttplug much larger than the rest of the male-bimbos. One that can be clearly seen displacing the organs in his torso no matter what angle you're looking at him from, and so big that it significantly hinders his mobility with its weight and uncomfortable-to-look-at stretching. Mobility that was already hindered by his feet and genitals being so disproportional. He took some chems to keep his hyper-ripped body, which you'd think would help, but most of those chems were focused on blowing up his now-super-hypermuscular glutes. Basically, Goblin can't move at all, at least not with the dildo inserted. He just relies on foot-magic, or lets Werewolf carry him around everywhere.
\tWerewolf had to shrink down slightly after that injection months ago, but he's still ungodly massive. He's been trying harder to stay away from the drinks, and so far has been clear of the stuff for a couple of weeks. He sits across from us on my left, arms crossed above the milky muscle-tits he now has adorning his chest. Don't ask me why, since Werewolf does a lot of stuff in secret, but he's been focusing way more on his pecs lately. And they're lactating. They're rock-hard, all muscle, but they hang so far from him that he's competing with Mute. How he can bounce a chest that big is beyond me... especially when they're so thick that gravity actually jiggles them around. To add to the craziness, his nipples have grown massive as well. Bigger than my head (the literal one on my shoulders), and so sensitive that a single brush against them can make him cum. He's definitely had to drink more than a few potions to achieve milk-pecs like that, but every time I ask him about it he dodges the question. He's not shy about letting us drink from them, though. The taste's not bad.
\tOn my end, I haven't changed much. I developed a weird thing for my own ears after one of the sluts kept stroking them, but I've felt too silly to ask Libra to enlarge them. She comes from receiving some Populace Prize or whatever it's called, and I'm there asking her to make my ears bigger. It feels too trivial, even though I know she would jump at the opportunity. Alternatively there's Piriahzan... but I just want the ears, okay? I don't want some kind of weird monster-tongue to go along with it. And the other alchemists are always too busy. I've resolved to beeline Libra as soon as I get back, but I have to deal with my obligation to the queen first.
\tWerewolf: ``So what's the plan? Same as last time?''
\t``Nah, I like to mix it up... but I don't have a plan. Any ideas? All I brought with me is this cape.''
\tGoblin: ``Ummm... we could draw a scary face on that dildo sticking out.''
\tI forgot to mention. I got into sounding. There's a very large, double-ended dildo sticking partially out of the end of my penis. Like the buttplug stretching Goblin's body to hell and back, I easily forget it's in there.
\t``We need more than that... do you have a marker?''
\tGoblin: ``Heehee~!'' Goblin's feet glow a soft green as he walks on air. He uses the tip of his finger and starts drawing something on the dildo, but I can't see it from my position.
\tI should also mention: Goblin's gotten really good with magic. He's highly specialized in sex magic, but with the help of Mittens and his tome, he's actually learned quite a few combat spells. The special way of casting, combined with the supernatural size of his feet, has granted him immense power as well. Some of his spells are actually stronger than mine, despite my having practiced for years ahead of him. Mittens really wasn't kidding about that book.
\tMittens: ``And I'll be making it `mysteriously disappear' soon, so you don't get tempted. I'm leading Goblin through the last few pages.''
\tGoblin shows off multiple-footgasms on a regular basis, so yes, I am very much tempted to read the book, but Mittens is still adamant that I'll cause ragnarok. And he's residing in my ass, ready to hit the kill switch if I go for it anyway. The world isn't fair...
\tWerewolf suddenly flashes with surprise. Werewolf: ``Eh?! Is that supposed to be me?!''
\tGoblin: ``Yep! Pretty good, right?! Hahahahaha!''
\tI open up a small portal so I can view myself from the other side. It's a cartoony representation of Wolf's face, growling and angry, stretched across the round end of the dildo. It looks like I have an angry wolf-beastman sticking partly out of my dick. It's the opposite of scary. Hopefully the queen doesn't scold us over it. She's done that before.
\tWerewolf: ``The queen's going to hate that.''
\tGoblin: ``Aww, c'mon! Live a little!''
\t``That's pretty goofy...''
\tGoblin: ``Just light it up with your demon-whatzits. It will look plenty scary!''
\t``I'm starting to think Goblin doesn't know what `scary' means.''
\tWerewolf laughs.
\tGoblin takes offense, slapping his hands on the head of my dick. Goblin: ``I do, too, know what it means! Oh, how about this?!'' Goblin snaps his fingers.
\tAn orange field surrounds my head.
\t``What the-... what's this?''
\tGoblin: ``A learned how to make color fields the other day!''
\tWerewolf: ``It looks like you have a gourd on your head.''
\t``What's an orange gourd supposed to do?''
\tGoblin: ``Trust me! Wolf dildo. Gourd head. You look like a monster out of old fairy tales!''
\tWerewolf: ``You look so absurd, she may think you're someone else. That would really have her shooting.''
\t``This feels really stupid, though.''
\tWerewolf: ``Put on the cape, let's see how it looks.''
\tI put on the cape, then put a black glow on my eyes to complete the costume.
\tWerewolf: ``Hm. Not bad.''
\tGoblin: ``See?! I told you! She's going to love it!''
\t...
\tWe descend on the castle. We travel along the back roads to avoid detection. The plans given to us by the queen say we need to blow through two separate walls, and then climb to the castle balcony to pick her up.
\tWerewolf: ``Right here?''
\t``Wait.''
\tI open a view portal on the other side of the wall. Nobody around.
\t``Yeah. Goblin, you ready?''
\tGoblin pokes his head over Wolf's hulking shoulder. He's magically glued to his back. Goblin: ``Ready.''
\tI nod to Wolf. ``Do it.''
\tWith only his bare arm, he blows clean through three feet of solid bricks. A horn sounds in alarm and the guards start mobilizing. We have to act fast. The security around this side of the castle is left purposely inadequate just to let us through, but we will still get captured if we linger too long. We run as fast as we can to our left until we find a ladder. The ladder's just there for show. Wolf blasts through this wall as well, allowing us into the inner courtyard. A quick turn to our right, and there's a wall we have to scale to reach the balcony. Easy with magic. I lift all three of us up the wall, clearing my throat as I do since this is where the theater begins. Goblin recasts the gourd on top of my head.
\tWe wind up on the roof, and magic lights illuminate us. We strike a pose: Goblin stands on the floor. Both of them turn their backs to the crowd, slightly turning their heads towards me. Werewolf crosses his arms, Goblin puts a hand on his ass (showing off the buttplug). My cape flows in the wind, black fire billowing from my diminutive form. I hang my balls over the edge of the roof to accentuate their size. Due to Goblin's dildo-face, I make sure my cock is half-erect so it can point at the people. Finally, I make sure the fire intensifies... safely... as I give my evil laugh.
\tI tune my voice to a slightly higher tone than usual to sell the idea that I'm a different person. ``AAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAAAAAA!!! FOOLS!!! YOUR QUEEN BELONGS TO US NOW! ALL FOUR OF US!'' I flex my penis a little. "WE SHALL PLAY WITH YOUR FILTHY QUEEN UNTIL SHE BEGS FOR FORGIVENESS! YOUR COUNTRY SHALL FALL INTO TURMOIL AND DESPAIR! POWERLESS HEATHENS!! JUST TRY TO TAKE HER BACK, IF YOU DARE!!!''
\tWith that, my accomplices run across the roof to the back of the building while I hop directly down to the balcony where we expect the queen to be. I didn't actually look down here before making the jump. Out of muscle memory, I reach forward with magical hands and grab at nothing but air.
\tShe's not here.
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#20 The Queen's Struggle
\tMittens: ``Aww, man. Drama already?! We haven't even gotten to a single porn scene!''
\tI don't understand. We got her message, the guards on our usual route were gone, the usual crowd was gathered in front of the castle, everything went according to the usual plan. Where's the queen?
\tDon't worry, Mittens, I'm making sure this ends in sex somehow. I'm just going to have to fight my way through her castle and take her by force.
\tMittens: ``Oooh, badass!''
\tMy friends are waiting for me outside the castle walls, so I have to do this as fast as I can. I whip around to scan the room behind me, hoping she's there, but all I see is bulky reptilian guards rushing in to subdue me. My hands glow red and I force them all to lay prone. I can't kill anybody, this isn't supposed to be a real attack on their castle. Maybe she's in the throne room? It's a few floors down. I begin levitating since it's much faster than walking. Hopefully I have enough magic in reserve to survive the trip...
\tI fly over to the staircase, there's more guards on their way up. I can't hold them down on the stairs without potentially hurting them, so I cast a mass calming spell instead. I have to stop for a second to stack them gently at the bottom of the steps. This is wasting so much time... I release my hold on the guards upstairs, and I immediately hear them scrambling. I fly down to the next floor, which is thankfully empty... but still devoid of the queen. That's when I hear something particularly heavy crash down behind me. I turn around, and there's an absolutely huge yoshi warrior trying to squeeze his insane muscles through the opening of the stairwell I was going to use. This is ridiculous.
\tI don't have the time, nor the mana bar, to be fighting something like that, so I simply fly out the window. The crowd is still out there, but now I'm a lot closer to them. Some of the closest saurians begin to cough from their proximity to my feet. I turn around to gauge the position of the throne room... the nearest window is a little bit off to the side. I fly in there.
\tThe hallway is empty since everyone was preoccupied with getting me off the balcony. I plant my feet on the ground and waddle-run over to the throne room... where Queen Yoshi sits, wide-eyed on the throne.
\t``Queen! You're coming with me!''
\tQueen: ``What?! Wh-who are you?! How dare you!'' She rises from her throne and assumes a combat stance. Her arms glow purple.
\tI forgot about the gourd. I'm not here to fight her for real, I was just kidding when I said ``take her by force.''
\tMittens: ``What a pussy.''
\tShut up.
\tI put my hands up. ``Wait! Hold on! It's me! What are you doing?!''
\tShe gasps. Queen: ``K-king? What... what are you doing here? I didn't have anything scheduled for today. What are you wearing?''
\tI dispel Goblin's color field from around my head. ``It was just... nevermind, what do you mean you didn't schedule this? We got your messenger, the way was open.''
\tQueen: ``I don't know what you're talking about! How did you get down here?!''
\tI hear a stampede behind me. ``Do we really have time to discuss this?!''
\tQueen: ``They won't hurt you. They obey my command!''
\tI run over to the throne and stand beside her. ``I hope so...''
\tAround the corner comes all of her guards, the yoshi titan, and a well-dressed saurian sorcerer. I didn't see him on my way down here. Everyone stays behind him.
\tQueen: ``Chancellor?! What is the meaning of this?!''
\tSorc'osaur: ``I warned you about these theatrics, Yoshi. Eventually, someone would seize the opportunity. I wasn't talking about our enemies.''
\tHer arms glow bright. Queen: ``Treason? Treason?!''
\t``Please tell me this is a joke...''
\tThe air in the room is cold. This isn't a joke.
\tSorc'osaur: ``You of all people know. We must be bold. Relentless. If we want to get what we deserve. Today I take not only your throne... but Lust's throne as well.''
\tI send a message to Wolf through mental magic, telling them to get to the throne room as fast as he can. ``You can't defeat me.''
\tSorc'osaur: ``Pft. Of course not. But this trap can.''
\tYoshi attempts to cast something and the deafening sound of a bell erupts in our ears instead. A chill sends waves through my body. I've been silenced. Mittens likely has, too.
\tThe chancellor summons a magic dagger. Sorc'osaur: ``It really is as simple as that. Goodbye, my dear queen.'' He takes the dagger into his hand and twirls it, intending to throw it manually. He flips it to hold it by its blade, rears back...
\t...and Werewolf's elbow meets his spine.
\tWolf wipes off some of the rubble from the front gate. Werewolf: ``Are we late?!''
\t``Right on time!''
\tQueen: ``You have permission to kill them if you please.''
\tWerewolf cracks his knuckles and begins tearing into the guards. The chancellor doesn't get back up. Is he paralyzed? Dead? Goblin sits safely on Werewolf's shoulder, unperturbed by his dynamic movements.
\tGoblin: ``Huh...? Oh, uhh, I think I remember... okay, I'll try it.'' Goblin suddenly hops off Werewolf and flies over to us.
\tWerewolf: ``Goblin?! What's gotten into you?''
\tGoblin: ``Hold them off! Mittens told me something!''
\tWerewolf resumes backhanding various guards, then starts tussling with the yoshi titan.
\tGoblin gets on his knees in front of us, then clasps his hands in prayer. Goblin: ``Okay, okay... calm down... empty your mind... focus... and give out... focus... and give... nghAHHH!''
\tMy head seems to bathe in a warm glow. Goblin's feet suddenly flash and he falls on his side, shaking. His feet are scrunching and twitching uncontrollably, soles surging with steam from the intense heat of the spell he cast.
\tMittens talks into my mind. Mittens: ``You should be able to cast now.''
\tThe queen doesn't fuck around. As soon as she realizes she's free, before I can even think of casting a single spell, she summons thousands of magic spears and stabs every single one of them into her former chancellor's body. She keeps summoning more spears for several seconds. All of the guards back away in shock. Even the yoshi titan steps off.
\tQueen: ``DIE! DIE! DIE! DIIIE! DIIIIIIIIE!!'' Her arms are flashing with excess energy. Her eyes are wild with bloodlust.
\tBy the time she stops, even his species is indiscernible. Yoshi is hyperventilating, her disposition and posture a complete mess. She looks up and stares at the guards left alive, all of which immediately drop their weapons.
\tQueen: ``All of you! Leave my kingdom! Never come back! Except you.'' She points at the titan. ``You will be punished. See yourself to the dungeon.''
\tThe titan, frightened, obeys, squeezing his body into yet another stairwell to detain himself, lest he face just as gruesome of an execution.
\tWerewolf walks over to us and picks up Goblin's body. He whispers to me. Werewolf: ``Hey, things are getting kind of heavy here. Maybe we should leave.''
\tQueen: ``No!'' She turns to us. The look on her face is very serious. ``I have an announcement to make. Right now. And you will be my honored guests.''
\tShe begins walking upstairs. I beckon Werewolf to follow me as I follow her. Eventually, we reach the balcony. Most of the crowd has already dispersed, though some still linger. Something tells me that what she's about to say isn't necessarily meant for her citizens, but those within her castle.
\tThe queen yells at the top of her lungs, slightly amplified through magic. Queen: ``Attention, my loyal citizens! As you have probably figured out by now, all of this has been for your, and my, entertainment. We owe a great deal to our neighbors, and our displays were simply in recognition of that. But now, I make it official. The Nation of Yoshi and the Kingdom of Lust are now in full cooperation. In blood, in prestige, and in power. We are inseparable. Rejoice in the company of our new friends!''
\tHer speech is met with overwhelming silence. This is going to have fallout.
\t``Queen, are you su-''
\tQueen: ``I don't care. I'm sick. My struggle didn't end at the Titan Magic incident. These halls are bathed in blood. Now a coup? I'm taking control of all of it now. All of it. If my allies have a problem with that, they can come to me. I expect your support, King ________. Do I have it?''
\t``Of course. It's just... allying with me may mean making an enemy of your former allies. I just want to make sure you understand that.''
\tQueen: ``I understand it perfectly well. But our respective borders means defense of each others' interests is made that much easier. Now...'' She turns to us. ``We retire to my quarters. You will fuck me until I develop amnesia of the day's events. Is that clear?''
\tI blush. ``Yes, ma'am.''
\t...
\tAs we enter her bedroom, Yoshi emphatically discards every piece of her clothing except her shoes. She leans onto the edge of her bed and begins to shake her butt up and down, causing it to clap, to get herself (and us) in the mood. A second clap can be heard on every shake coming from her fatty chest.
\tQueen: ``Mmmm~...''
\tHer arms glow and my body begins to float. She picks me up and plants me on the pillows at the head of the bed, where I can see her puffy pecs slap against each other like proper, mammalian tits. She crawls over to me and begins to lick the edges of my urethra, stretched around the dildo with Wolf's face on it.
\tShe talks between licks. Queen: ``Ah~... I know it's unofficial, but... can you please call me `your' queen from now on? I want you to be my king so bad...''
\tShe doesn't wait for a response. She just grabs my hardening dick from behind the mushroom and crushes it into her mouth, unhinging her jaw and creating a massive, multi-foot-diameter sphere in her neck. Werewolf climbs into bed behind her and begins fondling the callipygian globes of her ass. As he does this, he drops Goblin onto the mattress next to him. Sat next to one of her feet, Goblin rips off her shoe and gleefully buries his face in the hyperfragrant sole.
\tYoshi takes a few moments to get comfortable stretched around me, idly caressing my thick, tree-branch veins with her hands... then she gives one big slap to the side of the shaft. That's her ``go'' signal. My hands glow as I pull her harshly forward, spearing her all the way to the hilt on my gigantic meat slab. At the same time, Werewolf drives his alpha beast cock into her ass and knots her, meeting me inside of her as we simultaneously frot and stretch out her belly to impossible dimensions. From just this, Yoshi begins cumming for the first of many, many times tonight.
\tMe and Wolf thrust into her at our own, separate paces, mine being quite a bit slower since I have so much more meat to throw around and so much less beef to throw it with. As we do this, Goblin masturbates, keeping the queen's foot planted firmly against his nose. His hands fly up and down his long cock while he bounces his ass repeatedly on the buttplug. After several uninterrupted minutes of this, Werewolf cums first, blowing the queen's belly out to outrageous measurements. Our cocks are so big, and his knot is so massively inflated, that not a single drop of his cum escapes. I feel constant, hard spurts of cum under my balls from the extra-long pole hidden beneath the queen's dangerously-stretched belly, but her volume is a drop in the ocean compared to ours.
\tLike me, however, Werewolf doesn't stop after just one orgasm. His hips don't miss a single thrust even at the height of his orgasm. He merely starts growling louder as he chases another one. This sets off Goblin, who bastes the turkey we're enjoying with liters of his own seed. There's nothing he would love more in this instant than to remove the buttplug, but he's committed to achieving the perfect fuckhole. Instead, he removes the queen's soft foot from his face and squeezes it against his frenulum, thrusting his green goblin cock against her beautiful, perfectly-conditioned toes. Losing himself to the pleasure, he also raises his leg and reaches his massive, sweaty feet forward to fondle the queen's face with his stinky, steaming toes.
\tIt isn't long after seeing this that I cum, too. My urethra balloons out, stretching her throat much further. Then, my balls, bigger than everything else in the room except Wolf's moobs, unleash an uncontainable flood of white straight into her bloated stomach, stretching her belly until it takes on a dangerous red color and the veins underneath can be clearly seen. Her gut inflates like a waterbed, overtaking the royal, bigger-than-king-size mattress and spilling onto the floor. Pressurized cum leaks from all of her orifices, spewing from her nose, ears, and eyes. A hefty amount of it fires back on me and on Wolf, getting around his knot.
\tShe's kept held down to our level by Wolf's muscles, squeezing her down against her cum-pregnant belly. The only thing stopping her from exploding is a powerful healing spell she keeps constantly casting on herself. Her arms glow green throughout the extent of our furious foursome, thriving on the pain, abuse, and objectification of her body.
\tI don't know how she's able to cast something like that after her outburst with the spears just minutes ago, but obviously she's tougher than she looks.
\tWolf stops for a moment and rips his bulb out of her asshole to relieve some of the pressure, releasing a tidal wave of semen onto the bed and floor. Goblin ogles this action and cums again when he sees just how fat, round, and throbby his fuckbuddy's knot is, further defiling the queen's sacred foot and clenching his malodorous toes around her head.
\tAfter a few moments, and without giving nearly enough time for any serious amount of cum to drain out, Werewolf's patience runs thin and he jams his knot back in, plugging her back up and resuming his angry fucking of a butt simply too big to leave alone. I go back to fucking her throat without pulling out at all. I can already feel another one coming...
\tThis continues for several hours. Each of us cums over and over again, with Wolf opening the release valve every time she looks like she might break. Eventually her arms start to flicker in magic exhaustion and I have to take over the healing for her. While we stay dutifully inserted in her holes, Goblin climbs around fucking everything he can reach. Hotdogging her lush ass, humping her belly, thrusting into her puffy chest, forcing himself into her feet-pussy... at one point, he tried inserting the tip of his penis into her nose. It actually fit. He was able to get about half his ridiculous length in there, no doubt fucking up her brain. We're supposed to keep going until she passes out, which takes longer and longer on every tryst.
\tThis time, it happened after about 57 (of my) orgasms. Last time, it was 48. When we did this the first time, it was 2. By the end, I'm relying on Mittens to heal her for me, since I got exhausted around hour three.
\tAfter confirming that she's properly out cold, me and Werewolf cum one last time as our dicks rub against each other on the pull out, then cover her body completely in our essence. We're surrounded by an ocean of cum filling up all of the space in the room below the surface of the bed. It's draining, but it's draining slowly, and the sea level rises as the cum is allowed to fully drain out of the queen's body.
\tI fist-bump Werewolf. The two of us are barely better off. Conscious, but drenched in sweat and exhausted from how long we were locked for. Wolf's leg and core muscles are especially swollen from the exertion.
\t``Woo~... you know, we're going to have to find something that can really put her down next time. At this rate, we're going to end up trapped in her forever!''
\tWerewolf: ``Yeah... hhheh~... hey, what happened to that dildo?''
\t``What dildo?''
\tWerewolf: ``The one with my face on it.''
\tI just shrug. After a moment, the dildo comes spilling out of her ass. It comes out like a clown's party trick, a seemingly-impossible length of it rolling out of her and coiling on Wolf's lap. The end with his face on it pops out last, just as Yoshi's body shrinks enough to become recognizable. Her cock is still rock hard, and I think it's still cumming. I can't really tell, there's too much cum already in the room.
\tWerewolf: ``Wow, what the... where did you get one this long?''
\t``It was a gift from the greenskins, ironically. I have no idea how they made the thing.'' I look around. ``Where's Goblin?''
\tGoblin suddenly surfaces beside the bed from under the pool of cum. Goblin: ``Here! What's up?'' He starts laughing maniacally as he swims in the sludge. I try to ignore him.
\t``It looks like we're staying here for the night. Hey Mittens, I'm going to have to ask you a favor.''
\tMittens: ``It better not involve leaving your ass.''
\t``If you can do it from there, great. I need you to get some soldiers from our kingdom and send them here. I don't trust waiting to do it until after we return.''
\tMittens: ``Ugh! Fine, I'll be back...''
\tI feel an incredibly odd sensation. He opened up a portal in my ass, and then went through that to leave the castle. I can't tell if that felt good or bad, but I don't want to do it again.
\tWerewolf: ``Do we have the run of the palace, then?''
\t``Let's play it safe. The other nobles here are going to get a rude awakening when they return, probably best not to make it worse turning the place upside down.''
\tWerewolf stands up off the bed, towering above the cum pool, and stretches. Werewolf: ``Fine. I'm going to retire behind the castle, see if I can set up our camp a little bit closer.'' He moves over to the door and opens it, emptying cum into the hall and ruining Goblin's fun. ``Tell me if things get bad.''
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#21 Things Get Bad
\tI wake up early. The queen is gone from the bed, but I don't hear any commotion outside the room. Goblin's gone, too. He probably followed Wolf.
\tWhile I'm getting ready to investigate, I should explain the portalling situation. They seem like they should be the solution to basically all of life's problems, right? Well, they are... if you can fulfill the specific conditions to cast it. First, you have to know exactly where you're going. Your mental picture of the place has to be perfectly clear. Second, you need enough magical power to cast it, since the spell becomes very expensive depending on how far you're going, how big the portal is, and how long it's to be kept open. Moving King Exper straight to my castle, for example, likely required multiple sorcerers, all of which had to have visited my kingdom personally. Moving directly to my throne from here would be easy for Mittens, which is why I asked him.
\tOf course, as long as if you have enough power, you can cast a large, long-range portal without knowing where it's going, but doing so is highly dangerous. Send a portal too deep into the ocean, for example, or too far inside the planet, and you're probably going to die. The portal could even wind up inside of a person, sending random parts of them straight to you. Portal into space and see how much longer you can breathe. All of this seems like silly ``what if'' stuff, but no beginner mages who treat portals willy-nilly stay alive for very long.
\tHopefully that clears up why we're just walking everywhere instead of spamming portals. Levitation is infinitely easier to cast and a lot less hazardous.
\tI leave the bedroom and look around the palace to see random servants moving to and fro. I can't tell what they're doing or where they're going. None of them react to me. I don't see any nobles. Which... normally wouldn't be a big deal, since this floor is basically dedicated to the queen, but... then... what are all these random servants up here for?! I watch one of them as he comes up the stairwell... and then goes down the opposite stairwell. No reason to be on this floor. Are they just having a really slow, boring race or something?
\tI try to focus. I have to get down to the throne room. I push my way past the mob of servants and travel down. I still don't see any nobles. Eventually, I get down to the throne room, to see the queen sitting on the throne. Ignoring the random servants, she is accompanied only by that one yoshi with a stick, and the yoshi titan from yesterday. Everyone else is gone. She's steepling her fingers.
\t``Queen?'' She doesn't react. ``Are you alright?''
\tQueen: ``Look outside.''
\tHer expression doesn't change. I step over to the gate. There's no windows, so I pop a portal a few feet forward to look out there... it's an angry mob. They're carrying the stereotypical pitchforks and torches, and they're... screaming for blood.
\tI turn around. ``What happened?!''
\tQueen: ``My speech last night didn't go over well with the nobles... and diplomats. `Siding with demons', `our interests in Metal Reptile', `appeasing the barbarians'. They've left me to stir up revolt among the people.'' Her expression becomes darker. ``What do they know of barbarism? Where were their concerns when servant after servant, lord after lord, was slaughtered in their quarters following the incident at the border, night after night?! Hm?!''
\t``And now-...''
\tQueen: ``And now my people want blood. More of it. If they want blood, they will find it.''
\t``Hey, stay your hand! Give me a chance.''
\tShe doesn't respond. I leave, pushing past all the random servants to get back up to the balcony. You'd think these guys would give me a wider berth due to my feet or something, but they just do not care. I make it to the balcony, and look over the crowd of angry saurians. I jump up and keep my upper body levitated on top of the balcony railing, leaving my junk and feet trailing behind me so that I look less threatening.
\tI amplify my voice, hoping they listen. ``People of the Nation of Yoshi! Please listen to me! I am not your enemy!''
\tA few tomatoes come flying up, but it's a pretty high balcony.
\t``The queen isn't deserving your ire! Many have died within this castle!''
\tIt's only then that the cries start to die down.
\t``Many nobles have died within these walls. A result of countless coup attempts. Endless corruption. The queen allied with me as a response to this corruption. She wants to do best by her people. She wants to give you honesty.''
\tProbablyANoble: ``And why should we listen to you, demon?!''
\tOthers start to agree with him.
\t``Because I intend to show you! Show you that what you've heard about me is not the truth! I will show you, the wealth of our alliance! The power of our alliance! The security that our alliance can provide! Wipe the name of my Kingdom from your lips. This is the Nation of Yoshi! Your culture is deserving of respect!''
\tThe crowd begins to cheer.
\t``So, I beg you, lay down your arms! You don't have to believe in me. Believe in the queen!''
\tThe queen suddenly comes up behind me. She looks sad.
\tQueen: ``...thank you.'' She turns her attention to the balcony and amplifies her voice. ``I'm afraid, what he said is true. Much blood has been spilled within this castle in just the past few months. I... am ultimately to blame. I HAVE FAILED YOU!''
\t``Queen-''
\tShe quickly raises her hand, signalling that I should stop talking. Queen: ``You are right to lay siege to this castle. All of this was happening, and instead of telling you, I dazzled you with flashy displays of sex. It is only because of your support that I sit on this throne. Your anger... is deserved. Please... accept my apologies.''
\tThe crowd's reaction is mixed. They're still mad, but they're done listening to the nobles.
\tQueen: ``I have removed all of the lords from this castle. No diplomats. No politics. You deserve the truth. Not to be manipulated. Not by me, nor by corrupt nobles. I am opening the gates.''
\tI'm about to say something, but her hand glows and she clenches her fist, sealing my mouth closed.
\tQueen: ``I need your help. Not help from our allies. And not from him. From you. All of you! I decree... that the castle grounds are now public land. You may come and go as you please. Until I find those among you... who have the most love for this country.''
\tShe opens the gates with magic without moving from the balcony. People immediately begin shuffling in. They seem pacified, but letting peasants storm into the castle like that is... uncomfortable, to say the least.
\tWe both turn around and begin to walk down the stairs. You don't really ``walk'' down normal stairs with feet as big as mine, but that's what magic is for.
\tShe sighs. Queen: ``I'll never run out of things to thank you for.'' She still looks depressed. ``I don't know what came over me. What I was...'' A few tears escapes the corners of her eyes. She looks down at her hands.
\tI levitate myself up to eye level. ``Don't worry about it. You're an amazing queen, believe in yourself.''
\tShe tries to compose herself. Queen: ``...How do you do it? I don't think you've mentioned corruption within your ranks.''
\tThere... hasn't been. I guess I've just been lucky.
\t``I'm surrounded by friends... my nation has no pretense of etiquette. The behemoth helps, too.''
\tQueen: ``Friends, huh...'' She looks nostalgic.
\tAs we're about to round the last corner to enter her throne room, she stops me.
\tQueen: ``You should leave.''
\t``I understand.''
\tBelieve me, I do. There's multiple reasons why I shouldn't be walking in there, the least of which being my feet, shall we say, ``altering'' the mood.
\t``Before I go, you should know that I have soldiers en route to this castle. They should be here soon. I was worried about what might happen this morning.''
\tShe takes a moment to listen to what's going on in the throne room. It sounds relatively peaceful. Argumentative, perhaps, but not violent. Queen: ``I don't think I'll be needing them... but, would you mind if I put them to work?''
\t``I didn't inform them of a permanent stay.''
\tQueen: ``No, they will be back soon.''
\tShe's not telling me what she wants them for, but I have no reason to say no.
\t``I don't mind. They don't get to travel much, I'm sure they will be happy to do whatever you ask.''
\tQueen: ``Thank you... once again. Goodbye... my king.''
\t``Goodbye, my queen.''
\tI turn around and walk towards one of the side doors leading out of the castle. I take one last look back. She's still standing there... ah, she's probably waiting for that erection to go down.
\t...
\tWerewolf: ``Ah, there you are. Ready to go? Where's Goblin?''
\tIt looks like Wolf really did move the camp closer. All of our stuff, including the campfire and the log Goblin was sitting on, is now located directly behind the castle.
\t``What do you mean `where's Goblin'? I thought he was with you? He wasn't in the bedroom when I woke up.''
\tWerewolf: ``Fuck... shit!'' Wolf seems to become unreasonably angry over this news.
\t``Maybe he's in town? I walked around the palace, I didn't find him anywhere in there. He wasn't in the courtyard, either.''
\tWerewolf is growling, but not looking at me. Werewolf: ``Maybe. Wait here, I'll go get him.''
\tWhat the heck was that about...?
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#22 Werewolf's Restraint
\tHi. This is Werewolf. I'm taking over this chapter since ________'s busy sitting on his overgrown fucking ass. If I seem pissed, it's because I am. I'm fucking sober... and I don't know where Goblin is.
\tGoblin is... he's... he's like a son to me. Or a daughter. Or whatever the fuck he is. I never sired children. Didn't think it was important. I'm gay, who cares. The king has all of us on contraceptives, regardless. Makes the sperm inert and takes forever to wear off, so I couldn't have any even if I wanted to... not that I do but... Goblin's so... he's just... innocent. He's... so small and stupid... I have this... urge to protect him. I don't care if he can cast now, he's naive! Anyone would take advantage of someone like that. The beasts... the greens... they would have him for fuckin' breakfast... and if the queen's tales are any indication, these people are worse. High-in-the-ass, stuck up, saurian fucks. Uppity, pretentious smiles on their faces and fucking knives behind their backs.
\tHow could I have been so stupid not to take him with me last night?! ________ doesn't give a shit, he probably went right straight to sleep... okay, I'm calming down. Calm down. I'm a big guy, I can't walk into the town snarling at everyone. I walk towards the main road, already feeling out of place. There aren't any beastmen here. Anywhere else, I'd think they were staring at me because I'm so big... but I know that's not it. Racist assholes... damn it, don't react. You're not here to start a fight.
\t``Excuse me. Miss? Hi, I'm looking for a-''
\tMiss'osaur: ``Get away from me you brute!''
\tDon't react. Just move on. ``Sorry.''
\tI'll have to find a tavern. People in those places are usually less fuckheadish... I just have to remember not to order a drink when I get there. Ugh, they wouldn't serve me anyway. King and queen give a speech, these clouts don't give a fuck. All they heard was ``ooo, I can enter the castle now? How fancy.''
\tIt takes me a while to find the tavern since none of these churls will give me simple directions. No doubt I would be ripped off the streets by now if I was any weaker. I duck down to get in through the door and step in. *Dm*... *Dm*... I would like to be quieter about these things, but I'm too heavy to avoid stomping. Everyone immediately turns to stare at me. I just walk to the counter.
\t``Look, I'll be out of your hair in a second. I'm just looking for someone.''
\tBartendosaur: ``You better be looking for someone... because you're definitely not looking for a drink.''
\tThis fucking sard's really getting tough with me? Don't react.
\t``I'm not. Have you seen a greenskin around here? Little guy.'' I hold two fingers a few inches apart for emphasis.
\tBartendosaur: ``Maybe I have. Why would I tell you? Think you beasts are welcome here now?''
\t``We're trying to leave the city. Just tell me where he is and we're gone.'' I reach into a pouch hidden beneath my fur and produce a few coins. I lay them on the bar in a short stack.
\tThe bartender looks at the money and pauses for a moment. Then he reaches over and takes it. Bartendosaur: ``Well, too bad. I don't know where your friend is.''
\tDon't react. Don't fucking react. You're rich, you don't need the money.
\t``Alright. Okay.'' I turn around and take a look around the room. Half of them are still looking at me. ``Any of you know where he is? A greenskin would stick out like a sore thumb around here, would he not?''
\tNo response.
\tBartendosaur: ``Don't push your luck, beast. Your friend's not here. How about you tuck that tail of yours between your legs and whimper home, huh?''
\tBreathe. ``...watch your tongue, lizard.''
\tI hear him put his hands down on the counter. Bartendosaur: ``What did you call me? Do you even know where you are, bitchtits?''
\tI whip around and grab him by the throat. Some people behind me get up from their chairs. There's casters in the room. I feel magic tugging at my arms but they aren't strong enough to move me.
\t``Do you know... where he is... or not?'' I soften my hold on his windpipe a little so he can talk.
\tBartendosaur: ``Hhaghck! Y-you get your-... c-call the guards! Someone call the guards!''
\tNot worth it. If the guards are coming, I don't have much time. I toss the guy back, smashing him against some shelves displaying expensive bottles. Some of them fall and break open. Too bad. I walk quickly around the bar towards the back rooms. People behind me are causing a commotion, but there's nothing they can do. Barrels of the good stuff line the halls... I can't pick up Goblin's scent from any of the rooms, though. He's probably not here.
\tToo much action in the main lobby, so I just open up the wall and walk out the back.
\tGuardYosh: ``You! Stop!''
\tThis one's magic is quite a bit stronger than the poor sods in the tavern... but still not strong enough. He tries to hold my legs with magic, but I break the hold with a little effort.
\tGuardYosh: ``I said stop! Stop or I'll have to resort to force!''
\tI stop moving. Breathe. I turn around.
\tGuardYosh: ``Y-you're under arrest! I have to... t-take you in...''
\t``Have you seen a greenskin around here?''
\tGuardYosh: ``What? D-did you hear what I said?! You're under arrest! Now follow me!''
\tBreathe. ``I'm looking for a goblin. I think he's lost in town.''
\tGuardYosh: ``If you don't move right now, I will force you down!'' His hands begin to glow red.
\tI begin walking away. ``Fine. Nevermind.''
\tGuardYosh: ``STOP!''
\tA rather weak fireball hits me in the back, singing my fur. Breathe. It messes up my hair, but it doesn't hurt. I keep walking. Another one hits me. I put my hands on my waist. Another one hits. I turn around. He suddenly freezes once he sees the look on my face.
\t``Pretend you didn't see me... before this gets violent.''
\tThe glow on his hands disappears. He tries to back away and ends up falling on the ground.
\tBreathe.
\tI stick to the back roads to avoid the guards. I should just head back to ________ and let him sort it out. A couple of the guards walking around occasionally turn their heads and see me, figure out that I'm the one they're looking for... and continue walking.
\tI'm getting close to the gate when I smell it. That's... that's his scent! THAT'S HIM! Where?! It seems to be coming from the other side of this wall! What is this building?! Breathe. BREATHE. I resist the urge to destroy another wall and walk around. I'm not trying to make any more trouble for the king than I already have. It's... it looks like someone's house? It's tucked away back here, so I thought it was a brothel, but there's nothing that suggests that. Thankfully, the front door is so out of the way, I don't have to deal with more angry ``citizens.''
\tI knock softly on the door... no answer. I knock a little bit harder on the door... no answer. I knock hard enough to attract attention... no answer. Fuck it. I break the door off its hinges and squeeze inside. No one seems to be around. I see a door in the back... which is also locked. What's with these imperious bastards and locked doors?! I hear a commotion behind me, so I just punch the door out.
\t``Goblin?! Are you in here?!''
\tGoblin: ``Mph! Mm-mmmph!''
\tHe's tied up and silenced. Ropes bind his wrists to his ankles. Multiple gags cover his mouth. I can tell the buttplug is still in, and it has a rope loop tied around its base to help secure his legs. Goblin is... bound and gagged. BREATHE. BREATHE! I walk over to him, shaking. I have to control myself! Let's just pick him up... and get out of here...
\tMysteriosaur: ``Someone's here...?! How did you find this place?!''
\tI feel a much more powerful magic bind twist my arms back.
\tI hear another voice behind him. Mysteriosaur#2: ``Get the guys!''
\tNo more breathing. These people... don't deserve my pity. I turn around and walk towards the man, who immediately casts another bind on my legs.
\tMysteriosaur#1: ``Hey, watch out, buddy! Just chill for a minute.'' He begins to cast a calming spell. ``You want to be with your friend so bad, we'll just ship both of you together. How's that sound?''
\tAll the calming spell does is remove the blindness from my rage. With a snarl, I break the bind on my arms and lunge forward, grabbing him by the head and squeezing as hard as I can. I wasn't supposed to spill any blood... but I wasn't supposed to find this. Not this.
\tMysteriosaur#2: ``H-holy mother of god!''
\tThe bind on my leg dispels, and I reach back to grab Goblin with my clean hand. He looks horrified. It's not the blood that scares him, I know. He grew up among orcs. He saw more than enough violence during our mercenary days. I reach a claw through the gags and cut them all off.
\tGoblin: ``Wolf! Y-you killed him! What if they get the guards?!''
\tOrcs live by the mantra ``an eye for eye.'' I don't know how saurians do things, but I wouldn't put it past the guards to seek revenge for the lives of slavers.
\t``They won't get the guards. These people are outlaws.''
\tGoblin: ``What?! How do you know?!''
\tI blink. ``...I'll explain later. We're getting out of here.''
\tMysteriosaur#2: ``Stop him! Stop him! The wardens will be all over us!''
\tMysteriosaur#3: ``The fuck do you expect me to do?!''
\tMysteriosaur#4: ``M-maybe if we work together!''
\t``ANYONE MAKES A MOVE, ALL OF YOU DIE! You want to try your luck with the warden, or you want to try your luck with me?!''
\tI stare them down as I walk out of the building. Seven men in total. All of them back off. Most of them are either looking at my bloodied hand, or they're looking at the mess that used to be their friend's brain, visible from the doorway. He wasn't a weak sorcerer, yet no manner of healing magic can bring him back now. He's dead.
\tA commotion forms behind them. The guards can no longer ignore the situation.
\tGuardYosh: ``Y-y-you're under arrest, beast!''
\tI hold up Goblin's tied-up body. ``These people are slavers! Are you going to let them go?!''
\tThe guards shamble a bit, looking at each other. There's a growing crowd of citizens behind them. ``Slavers,'' they whisper, ``within our walls?'' ``Oh my god, is that blood?'' ``Why aren't the guards doing anything?'' ``Isn't he the one from the tavern? That greenskin... these people are really slavers?'' They seem to know what's going on... but there's a cold silence as the guards consider what to do. Eventually, they relent to the jeers from the people.
\tGuardosaur: ``We... uh... we're-we're taking all of you. Come with us, all of you!''
\tI walk along with them, quietly. If I run now, I'll only be giving ________ a worse name. The thugs look for any opportunity to slip away, but the guards have formed a solid ring around them. I hold Goblin on my shoulder.
\tGoblin: ``What's going to happen to us?''
\t``We'll just be held for a bit. Don't worry.''
\t...
\tAll of us are tossed in separate dungeon cells as they decide what to do with us. I memorize the possible escape routes on the way, in case this gets hairy.
\t...
\tAfter about an hour, the warden comes down to meet us.
\tWardYosh: ``Hello, everyone. There seems there has been some misunderstanding. These people are not slavers. Let them go.''
\t``What?! What are you doing?!''
\tWardYosh: ``Calm yourself, beast, this doesn't concern you.''
\tMysteriosaur#6: ``Wow, I didn't know we had connections all the way up here. The leader must really be somebody.''
\tA random servant releases the locks on the slavers' cells one by one.
\tMysteriosaur#5: ``We're still going to face shit for this.''
\tThe warden waits until the others are gone, then opens our cells himself.
\tWardYosh: ``You're free to go, too.''
\t``What is wrong with you people? Have you no shame at all?''
\tHe talks in a harsh whisper. WardYosh: ``Your people are the ones who buy, don't put this on us. I won't take hypocritical scolding from barbarians like you.'' He composes himself. ``If you weren't nobility, you would be swinging from the gallows right now. Now get out of here.''
\tWith that, the warden turns and walks away. I grab Goblin and start walking as well.
\tI don't get mad... what he just said... he's likely telling the truth. It's been years since I stepped foot in the Beast Kingdom, but they do use slave labor. So do the orcs. They tell us they're just people who didn't pay their debts, or who committed crimes against the state and have to work them off. They look the part. Pearly all of the slaves are beasts and greens, so it's easy to believe they're really citizens. I never imagined... they were captured from other countries and sent back there? No wonder there's no beasts in this town. How could I have been that gullible?
\tI walk out into the inner courtyard, rather than back into town. The holes we bore in the walls last night are still there, so I just walk through our entry route.
\tGoblin: ``Was he... telling the truth...?''
\tI try to open my mouth to answer him, but I can't.
\tWe get back to the camp. ________'s still there... it looks like he's trying to shove the tree log up his ass.
\tThe king talks in his trademark squeaky-little-imp voice. He looks flustered. King: ``O-oh, you're back! Uh, heh~... you were gone a while... and Mittens is gone... so I, uhh... did you find Gob-''
\tHis embarrassment quickly dissipates as he takes a closer look at us. The blood on my hand is still drying, and Goblin's body is still tied up from the waist down (I was going to free him, but he asked me to keep his legs bound up). ________'s expression turns serious.
\tKing: ``Oh, shit... what happened?''
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#23 Pensive Return
\tWhat a clusterfuck.
\tAfter hearing about what happened to Goblin, I had to give the queen my apologies and withdraw my soldiers. Most of them are beastmen, I can't send them in there in good faith. I'm impressed that Werewolf managed to only kill one guy. Ugh... I thought my official alliance with Yoshi Nation would only hurt them, damn it, not us. I knew there was animosity between beasts and saurians, but I didn't think it extended to trafficking.
\tI told Slai to round up only humans and subrosians to send as support for the time being. He didn't need any explanation. As soon as I called the soldiers back, he just asked me with a blank expression if there was an incident. I told him there was.
\tA messenger arrived from King Exper to ask me if he should soon expect ``lizardmen flouncing about as diplomats.'' I simply told him that the situation is complicated. Several orc chieftains sent messengers inquiring on Goblin's status. He's fine.
\tI sent a message back to all of them, and I can only hope it didn't cross a line. I told them to watch where they were pulling slaves from. It's the first disagreeable word I've had with any of them, but I can't let this stand if I want relations with Yoshi Nation to last.
\tFor the record, my kingdom doesn't use slaves, and we accept people of all species within our walls. I think. I suddenly have doubts. Looking around the streets, you can see orcs, beasts, humans, dragons, and even a couple of half-demons and swiftskins laughing and screwing each other. There's dozens of different crossbreeds mozying around, too. But... now that I take a closer look... not one of them is a saurian. No yoshis, lizards, or reptiles of any kind (dragons are considered a separate species and aren't native to this continent). What is enforcing this segregation? It's normal for the citizens of enemy nations not to intermingle, but Yoshi Nation was never our enemy. They literally border us, there should be more of them here.
\tIf all beasts traveling over there were getting shipped off as slaves, that explains why there aren't any there. Then why aren't there any saurians here?
\tI asked everyone who would be involved in this kind of thing. I asked Slai about it first, and his reaction wasn't encouraging. He simply called it a coincidence.
\tMittens: ``Clearly lying.''
\tI asked some of the gate guards. They say they haven't seen any saurians at all.
\tMittens: ``One of them was lying, but the rest were truthful, oddly enough.''
\tI asked Benjamin, he redirected me to Mute.
\tMittens: ``He doesn't know anything, but he also doesn't care.''
\tI asked Mute, she told me with a straight face that no saurians have ever entered the country.
\tMittens: ``Sounds like a lie, but either she's really good at lying, or she's telling the truth. Her mind says she believes what she told you. Whether her information is accurate is another matter.''
\tI asked Rayo. He works ``very closely'' with Mute, and he travels a lot on merchant business. He told me he sees a lot of them along the trade routes, but they seem to abruptly disappear a couple of miles from the kingdom. The same thing happens when traveling to the Beast Kingdom. He didn't think it was strange until I brought it up.
\tMittens: ``He's being honest.''
\tI slump back in my throne... this is bad.
\tMittens: ``Yeah... if Mute's records are correct, it sounds like there's a problem along with the roads. And the roads are patrolled by...''
\tMy soldiers. If I call them all in, there's going to be a blackout of information coming from the roads, which would open us up to an attack... not nice, but I guess that's just what's going to have to happen.
\t...
\tSlai: ``All of them?!''
\t``Yes. Every single one. Pull everyone back and have them camp around the western and eastern gates.''
\tSlai: ``But... why?''
\t``You remember what I asked you earlier, right?''
\tHe looks panicked. Slai: ``Shouldn't you take more time to consider? The roads will be completely clear! We have a duty to our merchants to protect them!''
\t``Tap the subrosians to protect the merchants in our stead for the time being.''
\tSlai: ``The sub-'' Slai calms himself. ``Are you... certain?''
\tI take note of how much he's questioning my command on this. This is unusual for him. ``I take slaving very seriously, Slai. All evidence suggests that our soldiers are keeping people out. I don't doubt you. I simply must be sure.''
\tHe looks like he wants to say something else, but he knows he's already argued too much. He bows his head down. Slai: ``As you wish, my king.''
\tMittens: ``Slai is part of this. Are you sure you want to protect him?''
\tHe's a good commander. I don't want to lose him if I can help it.
\tWerewolf looks back at me after Slai leaves. Werewolf: ``What's the plan on this? Are you going to just hold everyone back until a saurian shows up?''
\t``That's precisely what I'm doing. If it goes on too long, I'll have to investigate elsewhere, but something tells me Mute will come through.''
\tWerewolf: ``Mute?''
\t``Think saurians don't want those tits?''
\tWerewolf smirks and turns back to the viewport. Werewolf: ``Going to have her do a live demonstration, eh?''
\t``It's about time for one.''
\tTozy: ``Oooo! It's been so long since she did one of those! She got SO MAD after the last one!''
\tI wave over a random servant. ``Go get Mute for me, will you?''
\t...
\tMute is exasperated. Mute: ``A benefit for saurians? I know we officially allied with them a few days ago, but... are you sure this is necessary?''
\tMute is reluctant to do this for several reasons. First, she's a beastwoman. She likely doesn't share any more love for the saurians than anyone else around here does. Secondly, I'm explicitly asking her to show off her giant boobies in public, something she only does about once a year, and only at my request. The citizens (and some of the guards) always get a little... handsy, and she's not as receptive to that kind of thing as you would expect from someone who works for the Kingdom of Lust. Third, what she's ``demonstrating'' is how much we love newcomers. This involves her showing some member of a specific race or nationality her ``appreciation.'' She's not having sex with them, but she does get very provocative. Think of it like watching a poledancer, except she's already naked, and the pole is a guy. Or, in one instance, a girl.
\tBasically, she's treated as a piece of meat for an hour and she hates it. The results are always worth it, though, and that's why she agrees to do it. There's always a burst of tourism directly following the event.
\t``I don't mean to thrust this on you so suddenly, Mute. Please accept my apologies. This isn't actually about our recent alliance. Do you know why I asked about saurian passports yesterday?''
\tMute: ``I thought you were just wondering if anyone had started mingling, yet.''
\t``I suspect that our country is implicit in slave running.''
\tShe suddenly looks around the room. Mute: ``Slaves...? But...'' She looks back at me. ``It's illegal here, isn't it? Wouldn't the guards catch that kind of thing?''
\t``When we were in Yoshi Nation the other day, there was a slaver ring operating near the gates. The enforcers allowed it to happen... for several reasons. I don't think the queen was aware of it. That could easily be happening here as well, and I would have no idea.''
\tMute: ``Oh...'' She adjusts her glasses and calms down a bit. ``That is troubling.'' Her eyes suddenly pop. ``W-wait, if we're targeting Yoshi Nation, does that mean I have to-...?!''
\tMy head moves. I have a hard time looking her in the eye I say this. ``Um, yeah... we'll have to find a, uhh... i-is there a type you would prefer?''
\tShe looks visibly angry. She knows she can't refuse, given the implications and purpose of the event. She takes a short bow. Mute: ``With your permission.''
\tI sigh. ``You're relieved.''
\tShe stomps off to the door and slams the door behind her. I don't think I've seen her that pissed since the first time she did this event! Or the second time, when I asked her to do it again. I spot Squeak squinting at me out of the corner of my eye. What is he now, her cuck husband?
\tI wave over a random servant. ``Please tell the recruiter to delay her preparations until we find a valid subject for her event.''
\tAs he shuffles off after Mute, Pea suddenly pipes up. I can't help being startled, since Pea talks to me so infrequently.
\tShe has a mature, deep-yet-feminine woman's voice, a nice change of pace from all the squeaking around here. Pea: ``Oh, you're looking for a saurian, your highness? I know a herm we could use, if Mute's willing to swing that way.''
\tI'm more than a little surprised. She's a beastwoman, too, sue me. ``Really? Do you know how we can contact her? Does she live in Yoshi Nation?''
\tPea: ``Well, you'll have to excuse me. She's actually, umm... can you link me?''
\tMy eyes flash black. ``Linked.''
\tShe talks through the link. Pea: ``She's from Metal Reptile. We palled around with her a few years ago during some mercenary work. Really cool for a scale, and cool with us.''
\t``Huh. I didn't know the Mercenary Guild harbored that much cooperation. Do you still have a way of contacting her?''
\tPea: ``Sissy and I still have our old guild cards. They should let us into the country easily enough, but fair warning, she's kind of loud.''
\t``Anyone's good at this point. I'll have Mittens portal you as far as he can to shorten the journey a bit.''
\tMittens barges into the mental link conversation. This is why you don't use weak links for serious secrets. Mittens: ``I can portal you all the way to the gate, if you want. I spent a lot of time there, once upon a time. It will be a bit of a drop, though.''
\tPea: ``Oh, wonderful! Do we leave immediately, then? No preparation needed if we can just buy supplies there.''
\tI break the mental link and talk out loud. ``I assume you will need to at least grab a few things from your quarters?''
\tPea: ``Ah, yes.'' She gets up and starts walking towards one of the side doors. She beckons Sissy with a `come hither' motion. ``Come along, boi~.''
\tSissy, completely unaware of what's going on, follows Pea out of the room.
\tPea suddenly stops for a moment. Pea: ``Oh, thank you, Mittens! Farewell, all!''
\tKeep in mind, Mittens is still in my ass. He's been talking through mental magic this whole time. Mittens: ``I opened the portal in her quarters. She will be there, soon.''
\tI relax back. ``Then we wait... ah, I should notify Mute.''
\tI open a small portal to Mute's quarters, not wanting to waste too much of her time summoning her back to the throne room. Rayo's there thrusting quite furiously into her breasts, holding onto the large nipples like handlebars. How has he managed to get so much work done when every time I see him, he's buried in those boobs? Whatever the case, he looks like he's having a great time. Mute simply stares down at him boredly with a hand on her cheek. She might still be sulking.
\t``Mute?'' She jumps a bit. ``We have a candidate for you. Someone Pea knows.''
\tMute: ``Oh.'' She sighs. ``What should I expect?''
\t``A mercenary from the sound of it. A hermaphrodite.''
\tShe suddenly perks up a bit, oddly enough. Mute: ``... that's... unexpected. Feminine or masculine?''
\t``Feminine. She will be here in a few days. Do you think you can work with her?''
\tMute looks embarrassed. Mute: ``Uh, well, she doesn't sound like... the average saurian. I guess we'll see?''
\t``Thank you, Mute. Sorry to disturb you.''
\tShe simply nods back to me. There's a blush on her face now. It's kind of odd when I think about it... Rayo was just nonstop fucking her tits throughout that short conversation and Mute was able to converse with me as if it wasn't happening. When she's not into it, she's really not into it.
\tWith all business done for the day, I relax back into the throne seat...
\t``Werewolf, any guests?''
\tWerewolf: ``None yet, my king. The path is clear.''
\tGood. An opportunity to enjoy myself a little.
\tMittens: ``Yeah. Finally. Seriously...''
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#24 New and Improved
\tIt occurs to me that I forgot to reintroduce everything. Most of my knights are roughly the same as before, though slightly bigger due to my laws. Sissy's butt is a little thicker. Tozy's cock is a little longer. Mittens, immune to my rules but finding them fun, has made his tail a little bit bigger.
\tMittens: ``Give me another year and this tail will satisfy you~.''
\tGoing down the list of other servants... Benjamin gave me the middle finger. As he does every month, since he knows I can't remove him. Rayo, Piriahzan, and DDK's dicks are all a little bigger. Libra's nose got a little longer, don't ask me why. May is still growing her arm, slowly now, but surely. Mute's been working on her cranial muscles, perhaps inspired by Squeak. Almost indiscernible right now... unless she opens her mouth too wide. The dominatrix made her thighs a bit thicker. The random servants all stand slightly taller. The house magicians and sorcerers made their feet a little bigger. I think they were intending to capitalize on the foot-magic tome Goblin's been abusing, but-
\tMittens: ``It's already gone. Too bad! So sad.''
\tAnd Mittens won't teach them.
\tMittens: ``I don't have time to mess around with their little baby feet, I'm a grandmaster! I only teach in the big leagues. You don't get a university professor to teach preschool children.''
\tBut you literally taught-... nevermind. Goblin's willing to teach them, but the sorcerers aren't that desperate. Let's just move on.
\tPea had to be shrunken down slightly to regain her sanity, just as Werewolf had to be, but like him she remains extremely huge. Not as much in the chest department, as she likes her muscles to be proportional (with each other, not with her frame, which is actually much smaller than Wolf's despite her approaching his size). She instead works on growing her clitoris which, like the male penises around here, is already dramatically enlarged. It's several feet long, but she likes it round, so it's also thicker than Wolf's knot. Despite her infatuation with it, she doesn't use it much. She actually prefers penetration and rarely stimulates it during sex. Maybe she just likes the way it flops around?
\tSqueak is the one who's changed the most. He had to get new glasses to fit the new shape of his head, which he's only worked on bulking up more since he didn't like how it sank into his neck. He wants his face to stand out more... so it's all but buried in pulsing muscleflesh now. He had his actual skull enlarged as well, making his body even more cartoonish, but still buried it in so much muscle that I have no idea how he can see or hear. But he can! He's needed his snout and ears enlarged on multiple occasions to keep up with the muscle growth, along with reshaping the frames of his glasses to reach around the meat. No one tells him to stop, though. I'm a little worried about him, but I don't want to be that much of a hypocrite, and I think the others are too intimidated. Mute finds it devastatingly hot, so she's not going to say anything. Libra could refuse to serve him, but Squeak has become her toy, of sorts.
\tAs the first of his kind, he's become the official captain of the army's roarer division, and as such, he decided he had to look the part... as if he didn't already look the part. He's taken advantage of his resources as a royal knight and made sure his neck and head muscles were larger and stronger than any of the soldiers', popping them out even further. He also took some Cross Species potions to enable himself to do a proper lion roar. His old screech was devastating enough, but apparently it embarrassed him, so he got Piriahzan to ``fix'' it. It had some side effects. He has feline eyes now and large, sabertooth fangs growing beside his big, rodent incisors. The fangs dig straight down into his neck muscles, so he has to keep the top of his neck bent at a slight angle.
\tJust to be clear, the other roarers don't cum through their mouths. Squeak has gone so overboard with this stuff that he can't avoid cumming whenever he tries to roar, signficantly hindering his ability in real combat. There's nothing against enhancing yourself purely for fetish reasons - I never planned to put him on the front lines, anyway - but every time he takes another one of these potions, he says it's to make him more ``capable.'' Maybe I can convince Libra to have a talk with him...
\tOh, speaking of.
\tI wave over a random servant. ``Get me the head alchemist.''
\tAs I raise my hand to send him away, Goblin licks my armpit. Ah, yes, the ``large group of hyper-femboy sluts'' I mentioned before. There's about two dozen of them around the throne, all made to be constantly oversalivating as they worship my body. Goblin lays along the arm of the chair, the only one with free access to my face, digging his nose and tongue into whatever he can reach. His monolith of a buttplug is too big to allow his body any closer, otherwise he would be.
\tMost of the rest worship my feet. Master and Tozy were relieved from having to constantly be cumming on them, so that I could instead have over a dozen tongues lapping tirelessly over the sensitive flesh. They're very oversensitive: I could cum just from curling them enough times before. Having so many tongues sliding across my arches and between my toes, all at once... it's enough to create quite a feast for whoever's lucky enough to be selected as my receptacle. It helps a lot that they're all so into it. They aren't even using the insulation bubble. They're just digging their faces right into my stinkiest ridges with no protection at all, waiting patiently for me to select them for anal violation.
\tOkay, some magic and alchemy may have been involved. But hey, this is what they signed up for.
\tAbout half of them are beastmen. Among the rest, there are two humans, five goblins, two orcs, and four subrosians. The only real difference between their bodies, however, is height... and skin/fur color. All of them were modified to be skinny, feminine, and flat-chested, even the orcs, then given huge, fat asses. Each ass was to be no smaller in proportion than Mute's or May's (both of which are beyond mammoth in size, even though I usually focus on their even-more-absurd breasts). After each cheek was grown big enough to eclipse the throne, they were fitted into frilly pink panties, pink bras, pink stockings, long pink arm warmers, and any girly jewelry that might look good on them. Then they were choked with tight pink collars and sent to me, where I personally jammed large replicas of my cock deep into their holes. Into their mouths first, to lube it up, then into the ass where it stays.
\tThese replicas are, of course, much smaller than the real thing, but still large enough to be impossible for any normal person to insert. They also come with a convenient knot at the base to keep them in place, and are inlaid with various jewels and chains that hang down out of their cracks. The one Goblin wears isn't one of these replicas. His is a much larger plug he had custom-made after he got used to the biggest one he could find from Beast Kingdom. It's a ridiculously sized brick made of solid gold (not all the way through, of course, since that would be way too heavy). It's missing the realistically-pulsing veins the servants' models have, but it's actually quite a bit larger than the actual head of my cock, because he wants me to be able to ``slip right in'' to my ``perfect sleeve.''
\tI think the truth is that he's become addicted to stretching. Trust me, I'm already slipping right in whenever he takes that thing out. It doesn't even come close to closing afterwards, either, but he keeps having that plug enlarged just to make himself even looser. I can't afford to grow my cock anymore without risking the other servants, so he's literally stretching himself for no reason. I don't even know of anyone else on this continent with a penis as big as mine*, so he's basically reserved himself to only satisfying himself with progressively larger and larger (and more expensive) toys.
\t*Except the behemoths. Master is bigger than me, but sex with behemoths isn't recommended, no matter how far you've stretched your holes. It's simply not safe. For perspective, if Master ever released the full extent of his beefy sexual energy, he would easily destroy the Orgasm Room. Him cumming on my feet or tossing some volleys across the throne room is him holding back. A lot. I once aspired to be that strong, sexually, myself... but the incident put a stop to that. It really is true that trying to become as powerful as a behemoth only leads to ruin.
\tOh, there is one last step before the sluts are allowed to do what they want with me. They have to take another huge cocktail of potions to make their cock length and their ball density just as ridiculous as their butt measurements.
\tThe end result is a big group of femmy, crossdressing submissives kept permanently hyperaroused by the light choke of their collars, the heavy pressure in their giant balls, the priapism in their excessively long cocks, and the intense, plug-assisted throbbing in their oversensitive, needy prostates. They're essentially caught in a pleasure-cycle even worse than the one Goblin has settled himself into, and they love it.
\tWhat? I pay them. They're not slaves, okay? Before you compare me to Exper, remember, my sluts do this joyfully, and when they talk they aren't creepy and monotone. They're all verified citizens from right here in Lust Kingdom. Whenever I'm not in the throne room, they're allowed to do whatever they want. Yeah, that usually involves bathing in the ass-sweat I leave on the throne seat and eating each other's anal waste for sustenance, but if they wanted to go out and spend all that money, they could! Some of them have families that are living quite comfortably off their salary here, thank you very much.
\tSo as I was saying, most of them spend about fourteen straight hours a day licking my feet, and only licking my feet. They have a very large surface area to cover, after all. The rest are split between worshipping the sides of my butt spilling over the arms of the throne, massaging my balls spilling off the edge of the seat, a couple of guys feeling up my head and body (along with Goblin), and then one lucky guy who has my big, hyper-veiny dick all to himself. He can do what he wants. Sometimes he's standing in front of the throne, digging his whole head straight into my gaping urethra. Sometimes he's hopped up on top of it, massaging it with his whole body. But they all eventually end up the same way: speared on the head of it, completely immobile until I decide to move him up and down with my magic and inflate him into a big, fat balloon with my cum.
\tI end up blowing up between five and fifteen of these guys a day, depending on how many other things are able to distract me from the foot-pleasure. Right now, there's a hyper-butt cat-beastman stuck twitching his sphincter behind the ridge of my glans. He has his buttplug shoved down his throat as he squirms, waiting impatiently for me to give him what he needs. I don't know how he's breathing. His legs are flailing, beating against the side of my cock while his hands tweak his nipples and rub his swollen balls. I go ahead and hilt him so he can cum - the feeling of my massive veins beating throughout his body is more than enough to relieve the pain in his testicles - but I don't want to fill him up until I finish talking to Libra.
\t...
\tLibra: ``Yes, your highness?''
\t``Hail, Libra. I've, uhh... developed a little bit of something over the past few weeks, and I've decided to, uhh... cultivate it.''
\tLibra: ``Ooo~, a new fetish, huh? That's unusual for you. What did you have in mind?''
\t``Do you have anything for... ears???''
\tI don't know what embarrasses me more. Admitting the ear fetish, or having absolutely nobody react to the admission of having an ear fetish. I thought it was kind of freaky, but apparently I'm just a silly goose. So, here I am blushing like a shy little schoolgirl, needlessly signalling that I'm embarrassed even though it wasn't an embarrassing statement.
\tMittens: ``Yeah, you're pretty stupid.''
\tQuiet you!
\tLibra: ``I mean, that's pretty common among long-eared races, so... yeah. Potions like that are so common, they're practically lying around on the street.''
\tOh, fuck off...
\t``Oh, cool, great... go ahead and spike one, then, I'll use it in my private room.''
\tLibra: ``Whoa, really? You haven't used that room in months, I thought you forgot about it.''
\t``I just couldn't think of a good reason to use it before. Go ahead and invite Wolf, too.''
\tGoblin suddenly peers up at me.
\tLibra: ``A-are you sure?''
\t``Yes. Let's make it fun! Lighten up the, uhh, tone in that room a little.''
\tWerewolf: ``Since when do I lighten the tone...?''
\t``Don't worry about it, just be there. Libra will fill you in tonight.''
\tGoblin whispers to me. Goblin: ``I-I, um... I don't really want to go in there again...''
\tI stroke Goblin's back. ``You don't have to. Keep the sluts company, you can play with my ears when I return.''
\tGoblin smiles. Goblin: ``That sounds fun!''
\tLibra bows. Libra: ``Alright.'' She turns to Wolf and bows to him as well (she doesn't have to). ``I'll be expecting you as well, Wolfy. Come and let me... fill you in~.''
\tWith a bit of flair, she exits the throne room, whipping her tail up as she does. I spot Werewolf blush brighter than I think he ever has.
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#25 Too Big Too Soon
\tSqueak: ``MY KING. A CITIZEN REQUESTS ENTRANCE.''
\t``Let them in.''
\tWerewolf walks stiffly over to the door. Slightly distracted, he ends up bumping the door with his humongous mantits before turning to the side and opening it.
\tA hare-beastwoman walks in pushing a covered wheelbarrow. Her clothes, just like the quilt covering the wheelbarrow, is patched together from various filthy rags. She pushes the wheelbarrow to the middle of the throne room, then quickly runs to the front of it and kneels before me. Rather than the normal bow, she gets on her knees and lays her head and hands down on the floor, face down. Why is she-
\tHer voice comes out meek and quiet. She doesn't look at me as she speaks. MotherHare: ``Please. Your highness. I beg you. Please take these children into your care.''
\t``Stand up, woman. There is no need for this.'' I pause for a second, but she doesn't move. I sigh. ``My castle is not a nursery. It is not a safe place for little ones. You may have heard about the few children who live here, but they are only here due to certain... rather strange circumstances.''
\tMotherHare: ``I am sorry, your highness, but the church turned me away.''
\t``What?! Why?!''
\tMotherHare: ``These children have been subjected to dire things. Dire things. When I show them to you, you will understand.''
\t``Show them to me. Is that them, in the wheelbarrow?''
\tShe finally stands up. She still doesn't look at me. MotherHare: ``Yes.''
\tShe grabs a corner of the quilt and whips it off with tears in her eyes. What she reveals is... something that takes me several seconds to comprehend. There are two babies facing each other on either side of the wheelbarrow, one boy and one girl. Their backs are against the wood, yet their bodies are squeezed tightly against each other. I thought May was too big...!
\t``Wolf! Quickly! Get them out of that wheelbarrow!''
\tWerewolf scrambles over to lift one of the kids out of the carriage as gingerly as he can. I help him with magic. Once they're resting on the cum-soaked carpet, the full extent of their plight is understood. Both of their bodies have been expanded into extremely unnatural and unsafe proportions. Proportions thought impossible without losing your mind.
\tThe boy's body is completely dwarfed by his cock and balls. It's easily almost fifteen feet long, thicker than he is tall, and it's flaccid. The girl, likewise, is completely dwarfed by her breasts, each of which can only be properly measured in diameter rather than bust size. Neither child should have those assets developed at all at that age, but it's already been proven that magic and alchemy can bypass such biological restrictions. This is completely insane, though. They would have to have been subjected to incredibly powerful creations, and over a long period of time (since trying to obtain a size like this all at once would have killed them). They're both calm, too... far from the self-destructive pleasure-cycle you would expect from being so hypersexualized. The woman before me isn't a mage, so... that points to so many desensitizers that these leverets likely can't feel anything.
\tI lose my erection, disappointing the cat now hanging upside-down from it.
\t``What is the meaning of this?!''
\tMittens: ``She's innocent! Don't harm her!''
\tI hold a hand in the air. ``Everyone, hold! Don't restrain her. Mittens says she is not at fault.''
\tWerewolf and Squeak were just about to grab her, and Master had stood up. Now that I take a closer look at her, she may not be the children's mother. Her fur is a different color, and her other features are off. Particularly, her feet are much smaller.
\t``Explain yourself.''
\tShe looks down at the kids with pity. MotherHare: ``I knew their parents. Their mothers were obsessed with growth drugs and kept taking them while they were pregnant. When the children were born, they were much larger than normal. Then... the parents... had ideas...''
\tThe woman walks around to the girl and sits on her knees behind her. She strokes the small girl's ears... but she doesn't react.
\tMotherHare: ``I'm an aunt of theirs. I was present at their birth. I visited them on occasion, but I never saw them. Their parents always said they were out in school, or out on a play date, but eventually I suspected something. When I found them... I had to get them out of there. I visited each house in the dead of night and stole them away on this wheelbarrow. When I took them to the church, they said they didn't have the facilities.''
\t``...No, they probably wouldn't. But this is the middle of the day, what happened? And who are these parents?!''
\tShe flinches. MotherHare: ``Th-their parents... are...''
\tMittens: ``Dead.''
\t``I'm sorry.''
\tMotherHare: ``This morning, they...! It wasn't me! Please! I only wanted to help the babies!''
\t``Hold! Hold! You're not in any trouble. I'm sure it's being investigated. From my advisor's reading, you're only deserving of a reward.'' I clap over one of the random servants. ``Fetch some food for them. And clothes.'' I turn back to the woman. ``Now, what happened this morning?''
\tMotherHare: ``Th-this morning... uh... after we left the church, I went to the alcher for shrinkers. They were... more expensive than I thought... and they didn't work.''
\t``They didn't work?? Were the potions faulty?''
\tMotherHare: ``I wouldn't know. I fed them right there at the alcher. He brewed another potion on the spot and gave it to me for free, but it still didn't work.''
\tDamn.
\tMittens: ``That means they forced...''\t
\tThere are only a couple of ways to stop specific alchemical solutions from working on you. One way is demonization. Your new body won't accept most nonsexual changes, including reductions if that was stipulated as part of the ritual (it usually isn't). The other way is a Filter spell. This is a permanent spell that warps a specific material into something else if it enters your body. The ``something else'' usually being something benign like water. While seemingly safe, it creates an uncomfortable ``presence'' in the back of your mouth that never goes away. It also tends to warp similar materials rather than just the target material, making way for undefined behavior unless the subject of the spell is fed only specific things. Due to the spell's small size and position inside the body, it's also very difficult to dispel without surgery. Since the leverets clearly aren't half-demons, that means the spell must have been cast on both of them. Just to stop them from ever becoming smaller.
\tMittens: ``I could dispel it with time, but it will take me a while to pinpoint exactly where the cast lies.''
\tTo think someone could do this to children. Newborns. They aren't rakers, like Tozy. Simple beastmen don't react the way he would. They're not horny, they're not anything. They're just looking around, no idea what the fuck is going on.
\t``The parents seem to have cast a spell on them to stop reductions from working. I'm very sorry that you all were put through this. You did good. When you see terrible acts like this, you should take action. What is your name?''
\tMotherHare: ``Linda.''
\tThe servant returns with the food and clothes, so I direct him to the woman. ``Linda. We in the castle will take these children into our care. It will take time, but we will heal them, and you are welcome to visit them within the castle whenever you please.''
\tShe accepts the clothing, put doesn't put them on. Linda: ``Th-thank you.'' Abruptly, she turns to leave.
\t``Hey!''
\tShe jumps and turns around, looking at me for the first time.
\t``Expect a gift unto your house by tomorrow's end! And please... don't do anything to disappoint these children. You are their hero, remember that.''
\tShe seems to catch my meaning. Linda: ``Y-y-yes...'' She does a proper bow. ``I will visit them as often as I can.''
\tAs she leaves, a couple of random servants kneel down to feed the toddlers normal baby food. I feel like I should stop them, given we don't know what the Filter will do to the food, but if Mittens isn't saying anything, it's probably fine. ...We don't really have a good room in the castle for them, though. I guess I'll have to get the magicians on that. ...Man, they are really huge.
\tUgh, maybe I should turn in early for the day. Not that that means anything. All I do is close my eyes...
\tMittens: ``I'm going-''
\tI jump up. It occurs to me that I don't even know why I'm so tired.
\tMittens: ``-to work with the kids in the late evenings to get those Filters out. So, I probably won't be around if you're doing anything at that hour, like the private room. Go ahead and get some sleep, I already told one of the servants to fetch the magicians. We got it from here, boss.''
\tAw, thanks... Mittens...
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