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Naked, sure, but it was one of the first times Jen had not seen the twins doing something lewd, but wholesome. And Annie still slept, lovingly holding Anthony's head. Sharing with him dreams oh so sweet, to help his soul and mind ease back into real recovery. So it seemed to keep his mana flowing without real sleep. Anthony had Jerry-rigged his various power sources and classes together in a hodgepodge mess of short circuits, bypasses, workarounds, storage clusters, and other such clutter. It worked, sure, but it prevented his body from doing the natural healing it needed; the stuff that only goes on when you are out cold. So now Annie had just spent the entire night with the new handy helper in her head. Some combo of Truth Seer and her Mask mutating together. Together, she and the twins cleared the clutter, the slapdash, the patchwork, and the ‘only a boy would do it that way' things.\n\tIt was all a gambit to replace a need for sleep, forcing his body to rely on magical or unnatural ways of regenerating itself. With Annie's new connection to him, she could be his replacement for sleep, his bridge to the Land of Dreams. Something that the demon jerk couldn't touch, so the old mess had to be cleared for real healing to actually happen. She had long since looked over the fortress her mate built in his head, to keep things out, sure, but by largely designed to keep something deep within. With many, many deep scars in its fortifications, she could scarcely imagine the wars he had fought here. It could not get to her even with a bridge, because it would have to win a war against Anthony first. A war that had clearly been going on for some great length of time, judging by the state of this mental fortress. That with her and the twins' help was now stalemated indefinitely, when he had been holding out on nothing but piss, vinegar, and most certainly spite. The lambs you see were not just lying on him. They were acting as mana buffers using their own sleep to help infuse his mana, same as Annie had learned how. The twins naturally figured it out in under half an hour; truly, above all those lambs were magical prodigies just like their mother. Little Jenny had just been lying on him for moral support; nothing was yet magical about her save her hearing and her cuteness. But as he slept still, snoring, now silently, he looked so peaceful, though it brought out a big smile on her little face, that pup had a golden little smile. Truly, her little heart was gladdened to see that he seemed to finally be getting better. Annie was still working to help fix his head, as the twins had opted to work on restoring his mana channels. The lot of them had a light glow as this sleeping work took place. A place they now had access to at the edge of the Land of Dreams. The tangible mental fortress, a mindscape. A caster's head within the edge realm of the Land of Dreams. A place the twins had seen only in their own dreams. To reach this point, to awaken to this place, was to reach the level of their own mother; an Arch level caster.\n\tSo she gave another yawn, once again losing control of her cuteness levels. Before, she would look over at the consequences of letting a still young male sleep so deeply. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen him with morning wood, or if she even had. Though that was also the moment she had an urge to give it a suckle; surely that would help him feel better as well. He always had a look on his face that sang of pleasure right when she had him in her mouth, right? It made her disproportional sized ears drop back behind her head, as those thoughts crept into her thoughts, a bright blush filling her cheeks. Giving a glance back to the others, feeling sheepish suddenly about the urge she told him, swore to him, she didn't have. She wanted to make sure they were not just faking it. But well, seems whatever it was they were doing was enveloping all of their attention. So she gave a mixed little whine as she glanced over. Remembered how it tasted the last time; made her subconsciously lick her lips. Found herself leaning forward as urges and biology got the better of her. No one would get mad at her … right? He had told her that whatever she wanted to do, he would go along with it, right?\n\n\n\n\tWithin the mindscape itself, Anthony was awash in a strange place. The mindscape had become more defined with the new soul corridor between him and Annie. Annie was still wrapped around his head, and the aura around him had finally returned to its normal blue. His mindscape was cleared by the girls of the madness and chaos he himself had built. The make do system he made himself to replace his need for sleep to restore his mana; it was a nightmare unwinding it, the girls had found. And Annie found a room of pure chaos. It was nothing but boxes within boxes within boxes within boxes, so on and so forth; like they had all been crammed into the back of a closet. Annie's eyes opened within the mindscape and looked at the lad under her. Looking normal for the first time since … well, ever. Deep scars left in his soul form slowly able to begin healing. The reason he was unable to sleep, she had found. He was always under assault here, by Iratum. He could not sleep because his mind could not do anything but defend on reflex alone. Then over to where the twins and even Gemini were. Organizing his classes, his skills, his sources of power and storage, and all his other goodies, which included his now five trophies. Allowing the spirit to make the connections properly from them to him, into and out of each other. Allowing the mana from his mind to fill each node and nodule properly. How it was supposed to work. Not the here goes nothing he had spent years building up for it to blow up in his face time and time again. Did boys never learn? “Well, girls, how's it going over there?” Annie looked over to them again. Her voice echoed out softly for a few seconds after she spoke.\n\tMovements were delayed in this place. The blur of Aries’ movement came before the girl had even turned around to say. “Looking good. We've nearly got everything in place, or at least out of the place he had it crammed into. What a mess, we're so sorry, Annie. If we knew this is what he was going to do with all the warlock and magic stuff we taught him, we wouldn't have taught it to him.”\n\tA musical sound chimed out as Gemini had finished a task she had been working on. The spirit in this place was largely just a cloud of light without a solid form. “Still can't understand you, Gem, but thanks for all your help. I think this was the entire point; hate to say it, but he needed this mess until now. Now we just have to teach him this way is better again.” Annie would quip to said spirit. The twins and Gemini then began to deploy objects around the empty space that linked to his seemingly vast collection of things. Well, until they discovered there were synchronicities between them. Then the trio started to map a more optimized layout to max out the benefits he could gain, because he fucking deserved it. Even if both twins wouldn't have the nerve to admit that this had been a labor of love. And whatever the twins wanted, Gemini was more than happy to try to make happen. Slowly, as the girls did the work he, for whatever reason, was unable or unwilling to do. As his headspace finally lacked the clutter and chaos of the mess he built as a workaround. Now, with the girls' help, it could be done right, and nothing outside of killing Annie could stop it from going right. Every piece the twins and the spirit set into place. Drained the aura from around the larger wolf. Who, thanks to Annie, was able to refill his aura via his mind's presence in the dream realm, the way it was supposed to. It was like rain from above was falling down into his aura after generations of drought. Once everything was set and FINALLY power was flowing out of him, into his mindscape, then flowing back into his soul form once returning to him from its investment trip.\n\n\n\n\t“All set.” The twins would then chirp. Accompanied by a chorus of chimes of … well, whatever it was Gemini was saying. The last pieces were finally set up like a chessboard laid out before him. The connections between classes. His wells were meant to store his power. The connections to his 'trophies', and how it seemed some of his classes flowed through each of them. The girls were magnifiers of his power once it flowed from them back to him. And now it was all finally working the right way, the way the gods had intended. “He should be ready to wake up.”\n\tAnnie would give a quick nod before giving one last look around. Now he would be able to use his might without fear of an overlord or losing control. It had never been his lack of skill; it was him being a dummy about his head. How can you use magic or power with a broken mind? First, watching as the glow around the twins faded before they too vanished. Annie then gave his forehead a little kiss and told him the words softly.\n\n\n\n[center]“Time to wake up, sleepy head.”[/center]\n\n\n\n\tBut what the four of them slowly woke up to. First, Annie's eyes opened. Followed by the twins. Then, after half a minute, Anthony's eyes opened; he, after only a few seconds of being awake, had to bite his lip to suppress a moan. His head rolled back as pleasure greeted him. As they were all soon watching, those big ears folded down on the back of her tiny head. 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But given his fur was gray, and she was quickly becoming a brighter shade of light brown. Seemed like every day her pelt was picking up more of her mother's luster. Though she seemed, however sister like sister, she panicked a moment after. When her quick, trying to hide, sank his cock into her mouth, trapped his knot in her canines like her sister before her.\n\tOnce again, the first oral knotting occurred because the sister was being a naughty girl. Anthony could only groan in delight as the pup tried in vain to free herself. Only ended up stroking his dick with all those teeth that lacked the might to break his skin. When those little lips couldn't let go and that soft little mouth gripping tight his shaft, How the head of his cock trapped in her throat was almost milked. If it was a Sin, then maybe he would need to learn to look the other way as well. She ended up making Anthony make a funny face before he came. Jenny gave a loud, soft yelp as at first the first shot painted the back of her throat, started filling her belly, and flowed back into her mouth. Anthony grunted softly as the nut was busted and the pup, like her sister before her. Had tied her mouth to the big red rocket blasting off all over her insides, once again, a fat knot stuck in little fangs. Though by rope, four her tattle tail had returned; and Anthony was surprised by the nursing he was getting again. Seems the switch had finally flipped, and once again the pup was lovingly nursing her milk from her new bottle. Little eyes closed, nearly falling asleep again. Just drinking down everything he was giving her. Hand gripping tight, his shaft stroking it a little. The smell of his cum dancing in her skull so thick and pungent, setting her female sense of smell on fire.\n\tAnnie gave a soft laugh, then went over to pet her sister's head. Well, after the three bad influences let Anthony finish cumming and let the pup learn some cock worshiping skills. “Oh, don't worry, little sis; I'm surprised you lasted this long. I got mad at him once upon a time; I tried to cut him off after I was the one who started the naughty stuff. I lasted all of four days before it was too much, and I was sucking his dick and being his happy lap and cock warmer again. Drinking and taking all my cummies wherever he wanted to put them, because it just felt too good to give up being mad. And I was a very horny little pup who loved hiding the bone in my pussy. I became a golden ticket printer for niece fucking. Not even kidding, his dick spent more time in my cunt than it did in his sheath when we were little.” By now, she had gotten out all the leftovers and was just nursing his cock head now, as she was more just running on instinct at the moment. So Ann freed her little sister with a turn and a tug. Also getting the pup's face painted with a few spurts. But before much longer after that, Jenny was letting out a certain little whine as the potent leftovers gave her something nice yet pungent to smell. And her nose was dancing with yet more primal sensations and feelings, running so hard and fast; her poor mind was still just unable to process them all that well.\n\n\n\n\tSo as Anthony sat up cock was still hard, still ready to go. Each of the three others looked at one another; each one had guilty as sin written on their foreheads. But Annie was the one to assert her authority. “Hey, that dick was mine first. So it loads my pussy first. Want a problem about it, then fight me.” So first, she straddled him. Cunt pressing his cock to his chest. The girl gave him some loving kisses for a moment, stroking his length with her pussy. Anthony, who could never tell her no once she got into this mood, kissed her back, arms outstretched to take her. Hands pawing at her body, cupping her breast, grabbing her ass. Finally, the girl gave him what they both wanted; Her hands took hold of his dick, and promptly she sat herself all the way down onto his knot, still swollen from her sister's loving suckles. “Ummmm ooh my big guy; your dick knows just how I want to be stretched out. Though I did teach it where and how hard to stretch.” Annie told him as she went on her usual pins and needles from a mini orgasm. Cunt now gripping on him tight, possessively, keeping him inside her. “Is that the trick to having good sex? Sticking to one partner and teaching the other how to make you see stars?”\n\t“Well, you know me; I aim to please. Also got a dick that loves the fact my niece always wanted to play hide the cock from mommy.” Anthony told her, letting out a groan. The girl's face was a bit priceless as she got a little invested in squeezing down on him. “That being said, I'm not sure our human friends would agree to the fact. That my underage first count, niece second count, seems to know oh so well how to pleasure her uncle's dick with her pussy; strike three. Or that is tiny pussy here loves being a cunny cock holder; that will always submit to incest. Do I hear five? Let's be clear, Ann, just because I let you claw into my lap, doesn't mean I'm in the clear. You don't have to defend me on this … I could have stopped it. That's all that matters at the end of the story or the case.” That made her giggle a moment, then sigh sadly. Before she decided she wanted to nip his neck. Then started riding him, changing how and what he was thinking. Letting out some moans as she went to her pleasurable task of satisfying her mate. Anthony lying back to let the twins lavish him with kisses and to grab their asses; stick a few fingers in holes. Even Jenny surprised him when she mustered enough courage to offer him a real kiss. First, he did offer her a cute little peck on the lips. But when she shook her head, no went in for another kiss, this time a needy little blush on her cheeks, tongue ever so slightly stuck out. So he reached up to her when she leaned over his head. Managed to give that pup a real kiss; Letting her tongue try in vain to wrestle with his. Before long, the pup was whimpering softly as he was more or less licking the inside of her mouth. Licking her tongue to the floor of her mouth, licking her teeth, the black of her throat. Like he had found a new flavor, and he had to memorize it. Leaving the little pup more than a little flustered when he pulled away. Petting those big ears on her head, enjoying that look on her face. A flustered, horny, confused, needy, almost pleading kinda thing. But … he was not ready to cross that line just yet. It would still be cruel to leave her wanting. So, leaving Annie to worship his dick as she loved to do. For a moment, he reached up to Jenny's little cunny. Gave it a few strokes to test the waters. She would gasp, and her ears would go limp. But she would push her little pussy back to his hand after her startlement made her hop away. Where, for a short time, he would have two fingers dig into her tiny pussy, his thumb bullying her tender little joy buzzer. Enjoying the cute visage of the pup moaning softly as he rubbed. Clenching her tiny fist tightly to her chest when the feelings started to get powerful. So a hand would hook around her butt, and the pup would be collected. Braced and kissed by her older sister. As Anthony licked his lips, he licked his way into that little flower. Decided maybe he could just go with it once again. After all, indulging in forbidden fruits so far had proven to make his dark side easier to control and deal with.\n\n\n\n\tJenny's little legs wrapped around his head as he feasted on her little fruit. The pup moaned loudly into her sister's kiss. As Anthony was now doing his best to lick his way to the tender little prize. Once he found the entrance of that little womb, still blocked off by her little cherry. First, the pup's eyes bugged open. Moaned loudly as Ann knew what was coming and grabbed both her sisters' little hands. He did this to her once, the first time he realized his tongue could finally reach it. Annie, who was restraining her little sister, was still managing to fuck her pussy with his big cock. As Anthony was now licking into her, tongue tormenting with endless licking of her little cherry. Anthony just licked and lapped away as her cunny, as her legs would at random go stiff before going back to helplessly flailing behind his hand. Moaning loudly, she sang to him her little song of pleasure. As he enjoyed stimulating her little separation with his ceaseless licks. Jenny could no longer speak, no longer protest. Just moan loudly as she lay against the sister, keeping her arms from flailing around. As Anthony let himself get lost in dining on the forbidden fruit of the pup's pussy; holding her by the waist to make sure she could not do something to take the pleasurable task of cherry picking away from his cock. Until the first moan would hic into her throat, then the second. The limbs that were trying to flail were slowly starting to go limp. By now, Anthony had pushed his mouth to her entire pubic mound. Just started sucking on it, lips bullying her clit mercilessly. Her voice, her moans would hiccup four more times. As thick and sweet as honey. Before, she would just loudly start crying out. Cumming into a powerful orgasm, which would get Anthony a reward, as the pup would give him a few squirts, as she even managed to spay just a little bit. Still sucking on her pussy hard as he continued to torment her hymen with endless licks that by now left it tingling and sensitive as it was defenseless to do anything but accept its molestation. But after she had gone limp, moaning softly, he was still feasting as he enjoyed giving Jenny another powerful orgasm. The twins would point over to the wall, where they would see his shadow once more getting deeper and darker. But that was part of the balancing act. They had set up the system now. Now he had to possess equal parts light based energy, neutral energies being his mana, and the new light source coming in from Annie, via the new soul corridor. You didn't have to like it, hell, you could have hated it for all they cared. But this was from this point on going to have to be a point of care for Anthony. Demonic energies could only be regained via Sin, and his life continuing was going to demand that he have this energy. But then, after retreating from her, lips wrapping around her clit and sucking it hard enough to pluck it from its hidey hole again, promptly passed the little pup to the twins. “Twins, be nice about it, but help my little darling here see some stars. She needs more cummies than I did.” Anthony told them, looking at the twins, who gave a nod. The two descended on her, though nicely as ordered. Soon Sally was kissing her, as Arie was doing some tender exploring. Licking her way into the pup's young flower. Grabbing hold of her thighs to stop her from pulling away from the pussy eating she was getting. They had, after all, just been given orders from their Master.\n\n\n\n\tThough once the focus shifted back to Annie atop of Anthony. The two young lovers were nearly entwined, both pumping into one another. Kissing, pawing at each other, and pumping into each other's throats. Both gasping and moaning. “I'm pretty sure I need that knot in me. My cunny is so shy without its best friend hugging it tightly.”\n\t“I'm sure I was going to stuff it in like it or not. Seeing as I never get any fight from you about it.” Anthony told her, his blood now boiling, but she always knew how to rile him up, setting his blood on fire with her soft, needy, pleading little whines and whimpers. Humping him harder and faster, clenching down on him with a death grip. Nose buried in his ear, giving him the needy little whines that always got him drunk. So it lasted a few minutes or so longer before Annie managed to stuff that swollen knot into her. And Anthony was groaning aloud, Annie grinning ear to ear; As he was painting her insides white, and she wasn't planning on going anywhere just yet. She might just insist on a second or third coat.\n\t“Ooh fuck yeah; You know me, big guy, fill me up. Oooh, that's right, big boy, mommy's insides need some painting. Mommy's not going anywhere, big boy; take your time filling her up. Does it feel good, Uncle A? Fuck you're making me feel wonderful.” Annie told him as she opted to lie down on him, still humping her cunt against his cock. Stroking his girth as she squeezed down on it. To make and milk his climax oh so much better for him, because frankly, she was always happiest with him buried in her cunt. Her own tail was wagging away and letting their tie be exposed. As his nuts did what they do and were still pumping her full. Pussy still greedily clutching onto the big red rocket, she enjoyed letting blast off inside her. As a sudden shuffling of the curtains exposed the sound going on in what would be the living quarters. Both wolves shuddered when the sounds mixed. Anthony's nuts still clenching, still pumping her full, The fertile assault would not stop. And Annie's womb sucking up each drop, loving on the head of his cock like the two organs were making out. Hips refusing to stop the humping and pumping. A large, heavily swollen knot proudly plugged her up, her lips clutching it tightly like a jealously guarded trophy of her own. None of the parts involved in the ongoing through cream pieing would be bothered to stop.\n\n\n\n\t“I cannot allow you to disturb them; I have orders. The magic will punish me if I allow him to be disturbed.” Alice was heard explaining.\n\t“And I am sorry in advance, miss, but this is urgent. Anthony has to be told!” It was Samuel who was talking. The young human count then opened the curtains. And oh, what a sight. As Anthony was tied to his niece, still pumping her full of cum, both wolves were still rutting and grinding into each other for a moment longer, unable to stop themselves despite the sudden interruption. Annie's tail refused to sit to hide the pairing. Unable to get her hips to obey and stop humping, her soft inner walls would never dare to stop gripping and milking, worshiping his shaft. As his nuts would clench, his dick would throb; and Annie would moan softly as more cum did its dirty duty to her womb. The young one had her legs in the air, moaning her lungs out. As the twins were helping the young pup cum her little brains out. Arie licking out her cunny, Sally sucking her clit hard. The count's jaw was left hanging, and the young mage's face was fully flushed red. Until the rune on her chest started to glow, and she walked away for a moment, clutching her chest. “I … my … Oooh dear.” Annie was suddenly in a state of panic and was hiding in Anthony's fur; unlike her sister, she was nearly able to hide. But her ass in the air tied on a knot far too big to force out; Tail still happily wagging away, pussy betraying her and still humping. Still doing the thing a cock and a cunt are meant to do to one another, just not to one so related. He was still cumming, he clearly wasn't about to stop, and her cunny was just happily drinking its sticky goodness. Jenny finally finished singing her own little song, for Sally to push her sister's shoulder suddenly like a deer in the headlights. As moments went on, and the shock finally started to subside, and well Anthony finally stopped cumming. Even if they kept stirring their parts together.\n\t“I sure hope this is important. Come in, sit down, Alice, close the curtains.” Anthony instructed, allowing some of his anger to slip through with a sudden wave of very heavy pressure … mainly to calm Annie down, she was nearly in a state of panic attack. The man followed instructions, unable to look away from the pairing before him. Annie's now puffy lips greedily clutching the knot, bulging out of her entrance. The occasional side profile letting him see the large member knotted inside the young girl. “Well, Sam, are we going to have a problem? Because yes, your eyes do not lie. I am fucking and intending to breed, at her will, mind you; my underage niece. Yes, I am knotted inside of and just finished filling in my niece's pussy with extremely thick, highly fertile cum. She loved every fucking second of it; so did I. No, it won't stop, it will never stop. I have a very horny girl here, and I love scratching all her inside itches for her with my dick. If I want to fuck her, she will give it to me without a second thought. If she wants to ride my cock, I will never tell her no. We don't care if that bothers you; it's not going to stop. I will fuck her silly if I damn so well choose. Knowing all that, let me ask again: do we have a problem here?” He asked, now stroking Annie's back to help ease her down. A panic attack started making the girl tremble head to toe. So he caressed her back and held her close to offer her a feeling of safety. Pumping himself into her now as a form of calming her rampant panic.\n\t“Well … Uh.” The man stopped a moment; he was obviously uneasy. Even in her panic, one thing was clear: her pussy had more say than her brain did. Even though she was panicking and in fear, that pussy still had her hips humping that big cock it was greedily keeping for itself. “Incest … isn't against any law … that I am aware of. And the nobility does do worse things … to unwilling … strangers. Even my own father eagerly and daily used our female slaves for carnal pleasure. Though, um, beg pardon; but how can you … uh … well, uh use so freely in your niece? Surely the furs are not so biologically different that issues would not arise from seriously putting your puppies in her?” Though it was easy to tell he was uneasy about it, he was only human after all. Though his willingness to talk helped ease Annie from her panic. Now she was bashfully trying to hide her face from the man whom, days ago, she was teaching to use a sword. Had just watched her finish taking a hot, fresh load of incest into her oven. From her uncle's other sword. With no way to hide the fact that, yup, Anthony was buried inside that little pussy. With a tail that apparently was proud to show the world what had gotten into her. And a cunny that didn't want to stop riding. Her entrance was clutching her prize greedily.\n\t“You don't know too much about us, then.” Anthony told him, trying to help ease the tension, if only for his mate’s sake. “Until the age of around twelve to fifteen for boys and from sixteen to eighteen for girls. Furs can't get knocked up or do any knocking. There is not one chance of accidental pregnancies until the females' first heat cycle.” Sam gave a nod and an 'ah'. But Annie was finally able to speak.\n\t“That also leads to the problem.” Annie told him, finally finding her nerve again, after it had hidden in Anthony's head. “Young female furs are, in essence, free sex. I have never once felt a need or even desire to make him pull out; I uh, Him going off in me, is my favorite part; it's not good sex if I don't end up sticky. He has cum in me more than I bet you have in your wife. And yet I'm still just wanting to be a mommy despite the pussy full … that I just got. Why do you think so many of us are taken as sex slaves? Young boys can't put any babies in bellies; how many older rich women would love a young stud they could hide? Biological differences are too much in most species, from humans to fur to begin with. It's why slavers like her take such a fancy to us; how many men can one girl service in one day? When you don't need to fear any baby being put in your merchandise? Just charge a high fee to do whatever to her, and force her to accept vaginal, oral, anal, multiple cocks in one hole. Female furs stretch a hell of a lot more than your human girls can. So we can adjust and stretch around our males … uh, girth. That can be ruined, however, by repeated use from different cocks, though; it will eventually ruin sex for us female furs. Kills everything inside you that makes it feel good because it’s been forced to accommodate too many girthy rods.” Though she did say that rather coldly, too, forcing Anthony to pet her again, her emotions shifting too much now. Though she wasn't even aware she held such hatred for anything, having it slip out shocked her the most. Though she also quickly realized she got that information from Anthony, not even her own mind. Yet it angered her as if it had been her own memories.\n\t“And we both know Potion technology has come far. Those potions that were once called snake oil at first; they actually work now. I've seen it first hand.” Anthony informed the man, leading even Annie to perk up. It was that moment of sudden hope that made her clench down tighter than before, made him bite his lip nearly to the point of breaking the flesh. Anthony looks down at Ann, giving her ears a pet. “You might be amazed to hear. That the various Rabbit and Bunny kin are not compatible with humans. Your pregnancies take nine months; theirs are four. Healers were amazed when they found that it was a bigger issue than it would seem, going both ways; human to rabbit or rabbit to human. They develop too fast, humans too slow. So once upon a time, I was hired to gather the materials for this new version of the potion; it had been passed on to me via a contact of mine, who knew I was idly looking into such things. What said contact didn't know was that it was for at least three obvious reasons.” Anthony told them, which promptly flushed over all three girls in question. Even gaining the twins' attention, this was one of his adventures that even they did not seem to know of. Seeing as wolves and sheep were also an unheard of successful pairing. They also had boasted of wanting gray woolen half-kind babies, but that would mean he wanted them long since this point in time. Now, these emotions and feelings that were new to the lambs. Honest love, not lust; that was soil the twins almost feared to tread. “The young daughter of a wealthy merchant, a lop eared rabbit morph, wanted to be wed to the young knight who saved her life. Her father forbade it as, by their tradition, children are a must in the union; failing to be able to put babies in her belly. Most rabbit and bunny kind parents would not consider such a mate for their child, would forbid it, in fact. The knight was wounded in saving her life and could not get them himself; Her father had wanted her wed by week's end. She had dragged her feet for years by this point, you see; his frustrations were warranted. Given that she had rejected forty suitors, her parents had arranged for her to meet over the course of three years. She was a part of a new wave of younger rabbits and bunnies. Those who wanted to wed for love, not just to reproduce, I can't blame them. So through a mutual acquaintance, I was summoned, as the doomed happy couple was given an ultimatum. Knock her up or get the hell out. So I went to the nest of a cockatrice and had a hell of a time gathering the herbs; from the one spot they grew on that island they lived on; and on this side of the planet, by the way. Won the day, gathered the herbs. The potion was made I and another mage were able to confirm the effects were stable. Her father would allow a wedding in four months if she indeed bore at least one babe from his taking his daughter that night. The night of her first heat, when her oven was ready and waiting for buns, pun intended. If the potion failed and she did not conceive, her parents had a male in waiting to have her instead, and this time, there would be no wiggling out of it. She would lie down with that rabbit, and she would bear all of his children. Yes, the rabbits take children that seriously; she was ready to breed but refused to take a mate. If we agree with it or not does not matter; It's a severe taboo for them.” Anthony paused to look at the count to gauge him. Then to Annie, who had hopeful eyes. “I was invited to stay that night, and the bunny got the man she loved. And four months later, sure enough, she gave birth to the first half rabbits; now they're everywhere. That was six and a half years ago. Seems a lot of humans had their eye or member already in, a bunny of their own; Word spread. The cubs bear human bodies save for ears, nose, tails, and legs below the knee; and so far it seems a sixty forty chance they are born with human hands over more morph looking hands. If the potion had the power to breed an entirely new species into existence, from two so biologically incompatible that beforehand it was impossible unheard of. And has been improved since then.” Anthony told them, then pausing to lie back a moment, forcing Annie to moan loudly for obvious reasons, she still wouldn't get off of it even if company wasn't here. Dragged his bag over, and from a pocket hidden in the main space produced a small scroll. And presented an extremely rare, but suddenly heart warming gift to his three girls. They had given and had since sent him three more updated copies he would hand over. “I have no reason to believe it can't overcome something as mundane as, yes, the girl my cock was eagerly encouraged to bury and cum inside of. The girl who wanted me to claim her as my mate is my brother's firstborn; I confess that truth. Or that this big bad wolf succeeded in making off with two lambs from the flock, who now eagerly rode my cock. I have no interest in a female that don't want me.”\n\t“And so you know. I was the one who started the naughty stuff. I can feel you judging him. He's not the pervert here, I am; He is my good BIG enabler and only that.” Annie told him, suddenly feeling an urge to protect him from judgment. Though having someone defend his honor gave him a feeling he was not used to. “He was a total gentleman and a normal uncle, even if he was broken, and I wanted to fix him. Until I offered the cookie up on a golden platter, he was normal. Only once he touched me, and he panicked the moment I noticed, apologized, and never did it again. So stop judging him. It's not because I'm younger than him, it's because of real love.”\n\t\n\t“I understand. Rest assured, I am not offended; as I suspect all species have their own things. Seems I may not be as well traveled as I have boasted, and I do find a bit of shame in finding out that flaw in me. If I were not at least open minded, would I have joined the company of a predator with my entire family, newborn included, no less? Even my wife feared I had gone mad in desperation, but I am the head of this household. It was my choice to make.” Sam told them, allowing the pup to let out a breath she did not even realize she had been holding. “I will not judge you for yours, no matter how it makes me personally feel. Given mine has the potency for delving into slavery.” Sam did give Alice a bit of a scowl, who did sheepishly glance away, but he did slip back into character a second after. “Sir, I already know that you are a Disaster Lord. Frankly, I am still at the point, I am so thankful to god that you are a savior and not a monster despite all odds.” Which would not be lost on Anthony as he would see Alice saying with held breath that she couldn't believe her brother was the reason. And his statement would finally get Annie to stop shuddering under her fur against Anthony. “Rest assured, incest is the least of the things you need to fear getting out. And I swear on my life I shall not be the one who will tell them anything you don't want everyone knowing. If Annie wants to be your wife, and you would have her, if you can beat the biological issues, so be it, I don't care. All I want in turn is what you have already offered; for my family to prosper. Call me greedy, but tis the duty of every man to provide for his family. To do so, I will be as greedy as I damn well have to be. I will even cozy up to a devil, it seems.”\n\t“And you shall have it. As much land as your family can take. Goes for the Palemoon's as well, girls.” Anthony assured him. Annie let out a final sigh of relief as her worries melted away. Though she was still stuck in her favorite spot, she couldn't have helped suddenly being sick with worry. But now that she was better, the drama was past, the happy good girl was once more bouncing herself onto the toy tied inside her. “So my niece's cunt stuck on my cock, belly full of my cum aside and still horny; why are you here?” Anthony would finally ask, as a blushing Jenny would return to his side, sheepish about only moments ago having stopped moaning, to be fair, it had been a long orgasm. The twins joined as well, with Arie wiping her mouth of the little pup's tasty juices.\n\t“I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad tidings.” The count started, as Sam went on to say, after leaning forward and clasping his hands together. “When neither you nor the twins could be located this morning, a message was delivered to me. Uh ... … The civil war has started with a bang. The Lord Governor Palemoon begs we hold our current position for a few days; we are officially expecting refugees. I have the sinking suspicion that yesterday had greater side effects than we feared; thus why interacting with the Game Masters is usually illegal.”\n\t“What? From where? What has happened to our parents? WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR HOME!” The twins demanded to know in an angry mirror of their usual tone. Fear laced behind the anger so closely.\n\n\n\n\t“Please, my ladies, I beg you not to hurt the messenger. The news of the morn is grave.” Samuel told them as he then paused, the twins' faces darkened, and Anthony's face hid fear very well. Held his breath a moment, unsure how to even start, but with a ragged sigh, he finally spat out. In a confession that sucked all the joy out of the room. “Leudinsberg … has been destroyed; it was struck by demonic siege magic in the late hours of the night last night. A demonic force was suddenly on their doorstep, it seems. I … I fear … that we may have …” He paused, unable to finish that thought. “By god not one soul was lost due to your mother's masterful warding spells; but the magic power required to do so was suddenly so terrible and so fast, that it … has left … …. … your mother t… the Lady … pay … P P P, Palemoon … in a coma. She has not woken since the attack began.” The twins' arms went limp, just swung down to their sides, jaws hung limp. A bombshell so devastating, it blew their entire 'stick' away. “Your father has entrusted you with the refugees and as much as he could spare in the way of supplies. He pleads to you, his daughters, shepherd your people for him. He takes everything he has left in the way of military with him. Anthony the Ram has sent word that he is sorry, but his ability to see to your supply needs will need to wait. His stronghold has been destroyed, and his wife has been harmed. As a man, I do not blame him at all; he is going to war, and said something about getting his old horn sharpener out again. Seems another if an inferior plague lord has replaced the one whom lost some battle, I have no knowledge of. I was told you would understand, however. I was told to give you, Anthony, this message word for word. Something has changed, and suddenly. The fiend has been replaced, and the new one makes aggressive moves. It no longer wars from the shadows, armies of demons are on the march. And the orders have been alerted. That he has received word, Your Master's latest mission has been completed, and he is now on his way to the new front lines. War finally now falls upon the West.”\n\tThe twins were awash for a moment, shaken by the bombshell. Arms dangling limply at their sides, mouths hung open. Faces torn between fear, rage, grief, terror, and despair. “Their mother?” Anthony asked when the twins could not bring themselves to say a word.\n\t“She is on her way with the refugees.” Sam informed them. “Lord Scott has faith that the Druid Hue Highmountian is more than capable of saving his wife. Though he passes on his regrets on dropping this duty on your companion, he assures him he looks forward to repaying him for this kindness; and thanks and begs him in advance.”\n\t“The way you speak, Scott was here, wasn't he?” Anthony asked as by now fear consumed their hearts; the twins were now sobbing out of distress for their mother, for the destruction of the place that had been their home. The place of their childhood was just gone, and their mother's mind was trapped in the Boundary Halls because of her heroics.\n\t“He was,” Sam informed him. “I have had the honor to meet him several times before. I have never seen that man so enraged; He spoke, but he was so quiet. His words wore calm like a mask, but rage was bubbling and boiling inside. Though he did say he was sure you'd want to turn back. He begs you, 'Keep going, son.' He wants his people, his wife, and his daughters as far from this war as possible. That you are the singular stronghold that he has left. In which to keep his most precious treasures safe in, and he seemed to take great pride in stating that. No offense, ladies, but I do get the feeling the man has always wanted a son. Seems you two may have, in a strange way, given current events. You may have brought him the very son he always desired. That was how I felt his words held; it felt to me like he was boasting of his boy. The way his words held you, Anthony, one would think he'd sired you himself. Then he vanished right before my eyes. I blinked and he was just gone.”\n\t“That would be the Blink ability.” Anthony informed him. A strange sorta calm settling over him. “It's one of the very few non magical ways to teleport. Man is ever the fanboy of it. Word has it that ability was created by an other worlder.” Anthony then hummed for a moment. Part of him was furious, which made the demon within proud. That man was a father to him, that woman a mother, those lambs nearly sisters and lovers; that city had been his home for many years. And his power could turn the tide in an instant. Should … should he go back?\n\tBut then Annie gave him a pat. “Hey, no thinking about any of that. Sure, a Disaster Lord would win a war hands down, case closed. Outsiders would stand no chance before you. Then he would have to face the rest of the world when that fact got out. Scott is right; he has this. What we need to do is keep his people safe. Keep our people safe. And to do that, we need a stronghold, like the one Scott has just lost. Once we have a real power base, then we can come back and fight a war that won't require you to mix with monsters again. Remember, you need to become a full knight.”\n\tAnthony gave a nod, let out a sigh, and gave his little rock a tight hug. “You're right. God Ann, I'm so glad I have you.” He then looked to Sam, who still seemed a bit uneasy about the tied pair before him; incest was still a thing humans held highly taboo for extremely justified reasons, mind you. Sure, the world lacked tech but had magic; these issues were discovered by healers many, many ages ago. “Did he give a time frame for the arrival of the refugees?”\n\t“Yes, he said they should meet us in four days; they do have an armed escort.” Sam would inform Anthony, who would nod in turn. “But he did say he will need them to return once they have delivered the refugees. And apologizes that he must tax yet not reinforce your military further than it already is.”\n\t“It's fine, man gave me a home when I had none, a family when I was alone. Hell, let me take his daughters on a golden platter when he could have used them as all others in his position do; he knew girls. Every damn time we had sex, he knew. Yet still let me make off with his angels; like a damn thief in the night, I may as well have robbed the man. Gave me an easy job that he paid me way too much for, while I was fucking his children.” Anthony told Sam. “I've always expected the bill would finally come due with Arie and Sally, the same way it did with Annie. I owe that man the world; for now, I literally have taken his entire world away from him. With the intent of only taking it farther and farther away from him; … … I really am a monster. How can I call myself a son?!? I'm FUCKING WORTHLESS!” Sam sighed. This would not be fun; he crashed into grief. Tears flowed down his face. His statement made all the girls jump and hold him tight. It took a few moments before they picked his ego and pride back up off the floor again. Took longer than it felt for the girls to once again convince him he was not a monster. No matter what was going on under the hood, he was not a monster, and nothing Iratum had told him was true, none of it. They may not have used those words, but that was the meaning they conveyed to him. It was a moment that let Sam see that, ahh, so it's not just about sex. It wasn't even a species thing as he had thought; it was something unique, maybe to anything above the demon lord level, maybe because he was refusing normal programming, maybe? It was a support system, and a badly needed one, given how quickly and how deeply the young lad had suddenly crashed and bottomed out. “Alright, have everyone gather up in a few hours; they deserve to know. I wouldn't doubt that most of them lived in that city their entire lives. Generations, entire families and clans, just lost the only home they ever knew; they have a right to know.” To which Sam gave a nod.\n\n\n\n\tSam excused himself shortly after to go spread the word and make arrangements. And that bombshell had taken the wind out of their sails. The lambs clung to Anthony as they tried to calm themselves, trembling, cowering in fear. They no longer felt safe, and the bold, brash sluts were replaced with what they really were. Scared tiny frame girls putting up a brave face and a strong front. Clinging to this wolf who had long since become their safety blanket. He'd not seen this side of them since well, since he met them. They slept on him the same way that night, well after all the teasing and the sex, and finished. They showed up on his doorstep that first night. Skittish, scared, trembling head to hoof, with their trembling heart breaking request of, 'will you make us feel safe, please?' He'd not see this fear on their faces since that first night; In a way, he felt like he had failed to protect them, yet again. Though this time he was unable to hide those painful thoughts rolling down his back, from his emotional support pup, who quickly gave him a comforting, reassuring hug. He had an arm around both of them, giving them a comforting squeeze. Annie was in no real rush to get herself unknotted. Still sat in his lap, Anthony was still getting squeezed and milked inside her belly. More than content to be a part of this big group hug. They stayed this way for a moment until the lambs were able to pull it back together. The crew then decided to go out into the living room. The lambs scamper to find some spots on the couch thing, then pull up some magical fields to start checking their stuff. Anthony carried Annie over, her ass plaping against him with each step; the girl letting an over dramatized moan, going as far as to be a little silly. Went on to him about how mean he was being, that he was bullying her pussy with his great big dick. As Anthony finally got himself seated. And Annie wiggled around on his dick to get herself nice and settled. Nestling his dick in her favorite spot to have it stabbed into. Then, laid against him, rested her head on his shoulder, and continued to be the greedy little pup, hiding the bone in her pussy so no one else could play with it. Jenny proceeded to hop up onto Anthony's back. So the pup could for a moment play mountain climber to give him a cute little kiss on his cheek; the group sharing a momentary group hug, to help calm the lambs again. It had been some time since he needed coffee, not to keep himself going but to wake himself back up. Though he did hear Hue humming nearby. So he looked back over to Jenny, who had taken a seat near him. “Sweetheart, mind pestering Hue for some coffee for me? Tell him Uncle A is being a big baby or something, and he needs a lot.” She gave a nod and a cute little giggle.\n\t“Feeling any better? You must be, it's the first time I've not heard you hiding anything bad from us.” Jenny told him with a cute little smile. Promptly giving him a big kiss on the cheek. Anthony raised a hand to scratch under her chin and played with the thunder leg for a moment. And a few seconds later, she was out the door. Despite her, Anthony's knot had shrunk down to a point where it could be removed from Annie. But she didn't want to.\n\n\n\n\tAnnie gave him a pout and the puppy dog eyes. But Anthony gave her backside a swat. “Come on, love; got to learn to share with the other girls. Frankly, I think I could go for some lamb chops about now. Perhaps they need a confidence injection.” Annie smirked and, for a second, was beaten by a laugh, snidely quipping 'confidence?' at him. She giggled a moment, shook her head; well, he was her big dork, so. She promptly decided she wanted to bite him first. Annie was probably the only person on this planet Anthony would allow their fangs to get to his neck. As she did her in vain best to try and bite down, perhaps leave some claiming marks of her own. But she was still only gnawing and frankly getting closer to a hickey than breaking his skin. As she proceeded to pull herself up off his cock. Licking the underside of his jaw, once she pulled away. Anthony, with a shudder, licked at her tongue before it pulled away from him, and he would snap for it. The human girl left a little shell shocked at the size of the monster, to the human that was, that Anthony was hauling around. Standing before him, her clothes had no obligation to hide her bits. Oh, his big red rocket stretched from her cunt to her tits; to her, he was massive. She had seen her father's cock so openly using their slaves, but her father was hung like a little boy compared to this wolf. Not saying that the man was small, just seems there were big differences between species, her family never bothered to tell her about.\n\tAnnie gave a grin; she almost liked that look on her face, then walked over to Alice. Indulging in some petting of her own, magic stopped her from interfering with Annie. “Want to give it a ride? Maybe you would enjoy giving it a suckle? Want to know what wolf cum tastes like? It's good you know. It's pungent and sticky; it just gets right up into your nose.” The girl moaned as Annie rubbed her pussy, thumbed her clit; and let a few fingers prob her unopened flower.\n\t“Uh … no, thank you, please.” Alice quickly and as politely as she could. Though all she was allowed to do was stand there, moan, and let her pussy be pet.\n\tBut it was Anthony who rather quickly shut that down. “Ann, I have no interest in a female who doesn't want me, remember. Leave her alone, unless you have a task for her; she's decorative. I'm the one who gets to pet her; she's my pet.” Ann gave a sigh and a nod, and Alice looked slightly relieved. Though her eyes did then wander back to the cock, hard, red, tempting, and was easily thicker than her arm. What … what would having such a thing inside you, even feel like, would thunder in the back of her thoughts. “Sometimes, if you leave it be, you do get better results. You get more flies with honey than with salt. And temptation is its own curse; leave her to long for it long enough, and before long I'll have that pussy also on my dick, I'm sure.”\n\n\n\n\tThough by this point, Arie had wandered over and was servicing his shaft. The lamb made happy sounds as she slid him down into her throat, her lips meeting his knot. Sally making the man lean back so as to make out with him. Arie's hands soon cradled his sack. Soon, even choking herself to keep him buried a moment longer. Then she pulls herself up and off his dick, Sally still swapping saliva, trying to wrestle his tongue with her own, and losing gladly. Arie then, sliding her own slender legs under the wolf's, willingly pinned herself under him. Then, assuming a jack-o kinda pose and giving her yips a wag. A soft field of pink in a sea of muted white, bordered by the soft regrowth of black wool; what a sight to behold. A target too tempting for his cock to resist stinking into a good bullseye. The lamb looks back and gives him a horny little gremlin kinda grin. Her twin then took his shaft and aimed it for her sister, to proceed to sink herself down on him. Moaning loudly as she crammed him into her. The lambs always saw stars when he pushed in; the stretching, oh, they had to stretch so much to let him fit in.\n\t“Fuuuck.” Anthony couldn't help but let out as the lamb gripped him like a vise. Arie opted the sit up a moment, let herself lie against him. For a moment, she wrapped her arms around his neck.\n\t“Remember, Anthony, Annie, and Jenny aren't the only ones who care about you. Just because we're not apparently in your head now, which no fair, we want to get into the club too. We'll still support you in any way we can. It's why we molded our entire path around following you. If you need a hug, we'll hold you. If you want to fuck we'll let you pick the hole and bend us over.” The lamb told him, being as comforting as she could. For once, she let him see a look of concern as she held him. Squeezing him in more than one way, it was comforting, he found. So comforting, so stress reducing, anxiety relieving… Ok, now he was just back with his mind in her cunt.\n\tHe would end up giving her a squeeze in turn. “Thanks, Arie. Does it make it weird to say you've always kinda been sisters to me in a way?” They shared a laugh, the lambs erupting into a fit of laughter. Idly quipping something about a cum filled niece, so what's a cum filled pair of twin sisters step bro? They wore the smuggest little face they ever bore at him. But he decided the twins, too, needed some more comforting. He could see it hidden behind their masks; a mask they used to keep their feelings and emotions muted too even to him, now was as clear as a pane of glass. Pain, fear, worry, grief, despair for their parents' growing age, all being masked yet again with sex and lust. So first he grabbed up Sally, then pulled her into an as innocent a hug as could be; when the other percipient is sat on the cock of a third participant. “And you two don't have to worry about your mother. If there is anything in my arsenal or power that can affect it, I promise you I will revive her as fast as I can. Sadly, I can't bring your home back, for all my power, I can not control Time. But I can promise you I will help you build a better one. So that you two can take care of your parents into their golden years, and like Sam and his wife; allow your parents to climb out of the scummy world of politics. And if you two ever need to feel safe. I'll hold you again just like I did that first night we spent together.” Oh sure, his statements muted their faces rather quickly. Clearly, they were not used to being able to be read like an open book. Something he had not been able to do before. But as his words soothed deeper than even he realized and their lower lips quivered at the words their little hearts needed to hear so very badly. And for a moment, they held him and they sobbed softly as he gave them a reassuring hug, that he would help them make it ok again. Before the lambs had a new reason to want to make this wolf moan. Gave them new desires, they wanted him, same way Annie did. They were his now. They had seen what they called the 'silly little girl in love' things. They used to tease their own mother for it concerning their own father, which quickly bubbled into their every thought of him. The damned little giggle they could no longer fight. The cursed butterflies making a nest in their chest every time they saw him, and they needed to readjust their wool. The way they had to hold their breath when he caressed them. How time almost seemed to stop when he held them. No wonder their mother always acted a fool with their father; real love was too hard to fight. And she had been right in telling her bratty daughters. That ‘one day, that viper of love will bite you too. And on that day, you will know that I was right; then I will never let you live it down.’ And she then proceeded to laugh for a good almost ten minutes, because she knew she was and time would always prove her right.\n\n\n\n\tAnd as she watched this scene. It did grant some comfort to Alice. If she were seeing his true side right now. Sheltered in the safety of what she now knew was a demonic castle. With a slave bound by magic, not able to tell a soul anything he doesn't want her to be able to, even from under the effects of compulsion magic. If this is who he was, when he was unguarded, if a wolf could be so … soft. A so called Disaster Lord, a monster of myths and nightmares not to be trusted, was going out of his way to care about the emotions of his females. But then why would her family tell her the morphs are as brash and boorish as beasts? She had been told all her life that 'the beasts', as her parents always called them, were savages and brutes and not to be trusted. Everything she'd heard of Demon and Disaster Lords told stories of horrors and nightmares, oceans of blood and continents of bodies. Though in truth, now she realized she was never allowed to actually meet any furs. How could you meet a disaster lord the world doesn't even know walks on its surface? Full stop, what Monster with that kinda power lives in what is, in essence, a peaceful life of a hero? Could her family have been wrong, or worse still, had they blatantly lied? So far, he had behaved far better with her than her own father had been with their own slaves. If her place had been swapped with any of them. It would be likely that she would have been used many times already by her father and her brothers. Already carrying one of their bastard children then disappeared once they were done with her, and the baby could end up a problem. At least with him, she was a lewd knick knack he had on display in his private quarters, and one only he was apparently allowed to touch.\n\tJenny then returned a moment or two later. Anthony's personal cup was filled with coffee. Jenny had made it herself, you see. She had asked Hue to teach her some wood carving; then with his help had made him a nice cup for his coffee. She was all smiles when she offered him the cup. Anthony loved it because he finally had a cup of coffee he considered a cup. He drank. Arie did her best to start fucking her brains out with Anthony's dick, and Annie was lying down. Enjoy her afterglow and her stuffed warm belly, still leaking down her ass. It was going to be a good day, it seemed, despite the news of the morning.\n\n\n\n\tBut as the morning would start in the expected way over with Wagon Anthony, with each cunt soon having an urgent morning date with a hot load of cum. They even lined up for seconds, how greedy. For now, we find ourselves with Hue. He was cooking the beginning of a large stew for dinner. One of his large hands was using a wooden ladle to stir in large chunks of pork; it would be a slow cook all day thing. But once that was bubbling away. Hue stepped away in time for Ammy to shuffle up to him. The plant offered him a large mug of coffee. “Father, I do think this pot of coffee may be my best yet.”\n\t“Oh, well, Dryads are naturals in brewing, suppose coffee may be no different. Let me try it, darling.” Hue quipped as he accepted the coffee. Lightly creamed and sugared, as she knew he liked. He took a deep drink, watching his little friends fluttering over. The fairies were once again dim, having used much of their strength in the battle the day before. They flew and proceeded to take a seat on his shoulders, conserving what was left of their strength. “Hummm, it is delightful darling.” Hue told her. Promptly switching which hand was holding his mug, to reached over and petted the dryad's head. Letting the dryad enjoy some natural affection. She leaned into it almost like a spoiled cat. Until the jingling of bells caught his ears. Hue looked over in time to see a rather tall goblin clad in leather step from the shadows. He had a red cap loosely hanging off one ear. Blue eyes, despite that was unheard of for a goblin. Though Hue could feel the power flowing from the goblin. It could be from only one source. So this was the delivery he was told to expect. His little friends had put off their trip to the springs. As such no longer had the energy left to get there. If this idea didn't work, they wouldn't make it back to spring without outside help; worst case, they die. These little fairies were willing to bet their lives on their friend because they trusted him with it.\n\t“Delivery for Highmountian.” The goblin instructed. His voice was smooth and deep for a goblin. He tossed a tiny cube on the ground. Drew a circle around it with the nails on his feet. Then gave it a tap with one of his fingers. A cocoon of purple substance then encased the area with a disgusting slurp sound, as the Goblin seemingly fed energy into it. Then, afterward, the goblin produced a scythe and cut the cocoon open. And inside was one pristine Fairy Home as advertised. “There you go. Fairy's and small fae resting inside will benefit from the same regeneration they would get from their Springs; from the bathing chamber they'll find in the basement. And more can be produced for you for a fee of two silver coins or two reward tokens through baby cousin Ann. Anthony's got the catalog, take a look; stuff for you druids and yer dryads in there as well.” The Goblin would then give a bow. Then takes one step back into the shadows and within seconds just vanishes into the darkness.\n\tOnce he was gone, did the girls have the nerve to flutter over; he was indeed dangerous, Hue noted. The goblin was practically putting on display how strong he was, so proud of his strength that he had made the showman's effort to put his aura on display. Hue found a thankfully thick and sturdy chain attached to the tiny building's roof and foundations. He did his best to try and pull the chain apart, but found it passed his test. Pulling it up into the air and getting a surprised eep from the little ones inside. As he proceeded to try not to swing it. He held it up to a little window as one of the occupants opened the curtains. A pink glowing fairy opened the window, giving him a sneaky little kiss on his eye, allowing him to peek inside. The girls were exploring several rooms on the upper levels. Fully furnished bedrooms, about twelve in number across three floors. A small workout room, a game room, and a large covered backyard where they could do a pintsized garden in. They even fully furnished it for them. It wasn't until they reached the basement that they would sequel in delight. As they found the large bath worthy of a Spring. They would all proceed to strip as the leader of the bunch; a red glowing girl would hurry over to where Hue was peeping in from one of the many windows that fed light into the chamber. “Yes, yes, I would be honored to fill it for you. Esatra mineral water right, nice and hot?” The fairy would call out to him in some strange language. Then would pop open the window. Hue would proceed to stick his finger in; the fairy girl once more would chirp out in their language to guide him. Then, once he was in place, he would focus his mana. A rune would glow on his finger, and from it, a steaming mineral water would proceed to flow. The girls inside were all calling out in delight; one even took it upon herself to mount and rub herself on Hue's finger. Then, once it was full, a rune under the pool started to glow a bright purple, which faded after a few seconds, the water would slowly begin to shimmer, and finally, bubbles of mana started to pop off the water. The girls were, well, in shock. For a start, this was unheard of outside of a spring; They had entirely been skeptical of this, which sounded like nonsense, but chose to trust Hue all the same. But then all proceeded to get in the water nonetheless. They were all in need of a charge after all. Normally, a spring would be built over a ley line, where they would fill the waters with the mana from the planet's core. Such power as to replace the need of a lei line; it was a thing unheard of by the fae until this day. If word was allowed to reach the various fae rulers, or fairy queens. They'd come running on bended knee, begging to make a deal; this technology would allow them to better hide their sanctuaries and springs. No need for a lei line meant they could put them in places better and easier to hide; this would shake the fae world to its foundations. And they were the sole providers of it. Hue did peep back inside a moment, and the fairies were already enjoying the water. The mana flowing into the water restores their aura. The girls stopped for a moment to blow Hue a kiss. As he then would lean away, then would look around. “Now, a place to hang it?”\n\t“Inside would be best.” Amaranth would chime in turn. “Inside, they would be doubly protected from the elements, possible predators like birds, and the rare brave pervert. They are bathing nude within a large room; anyone who could reach it could peep in after all. Just the invitation may bring trouble. Temptation is often too great for most; best not to invite it.”\n\t“Right, they don't do well with the cold after all. And yes, temptation is an insidious force.” Hue would sound as he let her lead her around the wagon for a moment. As he would proceed to rub his chin. Ammy would proceed to make some of the bramble and vine she had worked into a woven roof rafter type deal. To send out a new runner near where they sleep. Hue would give the vine the chain, which would proceed to thicken and brace the chain. Securing it in place with many thick cords of vine, soon woven into the roof. “You know,” he would start as he would proceed to look around. Pincher Bug in a far corner, coiled a few dozen times over itself, sleeping. Many of his plants dipping and darting about in the vine work rafters. Sorting stuff for him, getting stuff out that they needed. They had an entire network and community of plants living and working over their heads. The sunflowers, predominantly on top of the carriage, spread like wildfire, to generate Mana for their druid friend and the other plants. “It might not be as big as our old home was, but I do believe it has far more … personality. I fear I may be growing happy here; Anthony really is a pest, isn't he?” He would pause, asking Ammy, who would giggle, hug him, and smile in response. “Uprooting our lives, making us want to relocate, making us somehow feel grateful for it. So insidious, should we take him out?” He would proceed to chuckle lightly as he rubbed her head.\n\t“No, no, I think we need not take such drastic actions yet.” She would then giggle again. But Amaranth would pat his side. “Well, Anthony is not the only one who deserves some … shall we call it, satisfaction, or maybe relief would be a better choice of word. I have noticed A tell, I believe the twins called them tells, for the game of poke her? You're feeling a bit pent up, are you not? Your tail and ears always seemed restless at times. I believe I have figured out why. I noticed the other day, they had stopped after you had relieved yourself with the twins' help.” He would glance over to her, Hue lifting a brow. The dryad pressed herself up against his front side. For a moment, rubbing her face against his clothed member, before falling back into her character, but adorably hugging his leg. “Oh my, your musk is so strong, my poor father is pent up today. I fear I am not as bold as the others as to just act on wants and desires. But I do have the nerve now to offer it. Would you allow me to suck your cock for you? I want to drink your tasty sap again. And I would eagerly enjoy making you feel wonderfully good again and testing a personal theory on whether you can judge a male's health based on the taste of their cum.” She would promptly smile at him. Her petals unconsciously flexed to make her form more adorable, though she might be rather annoyed to see it in action.\n\tSeems he couldn't help himself and let out a rather sudden deep belly laugh. “My dear sweet flower. Oh, have those dears been such terrible influences on you already?” He would tease mainly to watch how the colors changed on her face. It was so cute he rustled her vines to make her blush again. “Let me ask you this then: will this actually make you happy?” His question surprised her at first. Until she gave him a brave little nod.\n\t“Yes, it would make me happy; and yes, so you need not ask. I do indeed want to perform the oral sex for you. I … I may even be bold enough to try and please Father in another way too, but for now, I may just be thirsty and want a drink. And I intend to enjoy drinking all the sap of your manhood.” Amaranth told him in turn. “Please, father, all your worrying will turn you gray before your time.”\n\tPrompting him to chuckle again. “Very well, darling. I suppose I will have to get used to my little rose turning into a little lady.” He would return to his large central stew pot. Though it seems Hew might not have noticed as well. Even for its original size, Hues' home was now also much larger. He certainly didn't have enough space inside for a center hearth with space for a large stew pot. Or the reaching rafters of weaves they had never had before this day. But he was now using it as if it had always been there. He would proceed to use a knife to slide cubed meat into the stew pot, proceeding to put a lid on the pot with some manner of leather and padded straw hand cover. Then turned over to where Ammy was on the bed they shared. She gave him a warm smile and patted the spot beside her. So Hue walked over as the girl was nearly in bloom with glee. He may not have liked it, but it seems she had seen enough to see that sexual release had been a positive for Anthony. Only natural she would figure out it would be good for her own gander as well. So he sat down beside her as she went into it. Undoing the bindings that held up his pants. Hue let out a soft groan as she first decided to rub her face into his sack. Taking a moment to show both of her fathers' hefty balls some love and care, kisses, licking, and sucking both of them into her mouth for a moment or two. Before she would lick her way up to his girthy sheath that held the beast. As his flared head sat there responding to her affection as she would proceed to shower his cock head with kisses and licking. Then going “Ahhh.” mouth held open to let him stiffen right up into her mouth. With a delighted hum from the plant girl and a moan from the druid. As she began as she would excuse it away with the term, 'honoring him, just a fancy excuse for her beginning to develop something of a cum sweet tooth. She might have well have been worshiping the dick she let stiffen right down her throat. Lips doing her best to kiss the cock she would merely moan as she let him get nice and nestled in her throat. Hands rubbing and continuing to love on his nuts as she began sliding herself up and down his shaft. Her eyes closed, so invested in the pleasure of the cock in her mouth; it brought a smile to Hue's face before he decided to start humping into her mouth. But she liked that very much, giving him some rather musical little sounds as she welcomed everything he wanted to do to her. The plant was both surprised by the humping then by how delightful it felt to be humped against. He would look down at her, make sure he caught her eyes, give her a look she knew was him asking if that was ok. To which she would eagerly nod yes, yes, moaning musically for him to show her approval. Though Hue was also getting a treat, her inner plant like flesh was far softer and a bit enveloping, let alone that she was doing her best to squeeze down nice and tight for him. Then as Hue lay back to let her enjoy, and to let himself … excuse, grunt and groan softly, and do more than his own fair share of justifying. Just minutes flowing into the next, of Ammy sucking and blowing, and Hue humping and enjoying. Of Hue moaning and that little green head going up and down, slurping and sucking like she was afraid of losing a drink. Singing him a lewd little song of her own between giggles and moans. Her tiny arms held him tight around his middle. To assure him she was not moving and that, yes, by all means, she was falling in love with the humping. Until she would start humming greedily on each bead of pre that would bubble up on the head of his cock. The dryad quickly pulled his cock head out of her throat. Using his flared head to ensure he would be unleashing into a space with no room for bubbling out. Licking at and into the slit at the center of his dick. Urging him to do it to and for her. And Hue's groaning gives her the signal. That a few moments later, he would be sitting up, holding that tiny head, moaning loudly. Suck as hard and licking as reassuringly as she could; stroking his dick with both her hands like she was hoping he was a pump jack. As she greedily drank down rope after rope of his thick cum. Stroking his shaft ironically like she was milking the family cow, sucking hard on his flared head. Licking happily at it to encourage it to give her everything he could give. He would hump and cum, she would moan loudly, cling to him greedily, and keep blowing him as he came. Not a once would she allow him to look away from her bright, big eyes as she suckled, drank, and pleasured. Once Hue let out a deep groan of relief, his orgasm ran its course. Then, looking down at that little green head. Big eyes looking up at him, still suckling his head, waiting for praise. So he rubbed the back of her head, kissed her forehead. “You did very well, Amaranth. I loved that, thank you, my delightful little Tea Leaf.” He would proceed to kiss her again. The girl's petals bloomed a bit as her delight grew. Still making sure she got all of her treat.\n\n\n\n\tShe held her place a moment more. Eagerly making sure she had sucked out all the tasty leftovers. Enjoying the look on his face when she rubbed on his sack again. Ammy loudly slurped and sucked hard on him. Greedily drinking down all the tasty leftovers. Unlike the other grouping, Amaranth and Hue were more than pleased with a one and done; soon the pair had cleaned up and gotten back into the work of the day, and Hue had more pep in his step. Which only fueled the dryad's smug face. Later on, once his people were gathered. They were made aware of the dire news of the morning. Many couldn't believe what they were being told. But once Anthony assured them that, sadly, this news had been delivered to Count Samuel by none other than Scott Palemoon himself. Well, a grim silence, and some weeping did then play out. It would be four days of not much. Without being able to leave, to collect the refugees, there wasn't much left to do. That day, Anthony would lead more drills with his kobolds, and even a new batch of troops from Count Sam, even volunteers from the twins' own scrappers, joined his training camp. Once they saw the fearsome force Anthony had managed to turn those kobolds into, suddenly, interest in Anthony's apparently now free to the public military training camp skyrocketed. Even citizens started showing up. Men and their sons wanted to be able to fight; the ladies wanted to be able to defend their homes, should another battle draw their men away once more. They had no wall to protect them; they all knew they would need every hand in the worst case. Or worse still, would happen to their sons, their daughters, their sisters, or younger brothers. Suddenly, Anthony was training instructors, not recruits. Suddenly, there was a division in melee between light, medium, and heavily armored troops. Further still was the town guard training. The archery ranges had now been upgraded. Thanks to the skills of the mages Anthony had spared, the twins were able to set up a range for magical training. Now, even new casters could be trained with at least basic spells, while others could practice rune warding to keep the magic from destroying the range. The first day would end with a surprising fifty percent of applicants in the town guard course getting a certification of basic competency; back in the nation they just left. With it, they'd be able to join any town guard for a rather high salary. Though it was only basic town guard training, it wouldn't be good enough for battle. It was primarily how to take people down without killing them and self defence; then, real combat training for the worst case.\n\n\n\n\tThe second day came in much the same way as the last did. Anthony woke up, being cuddled by his girls. He would admit that being able to sleep again was strange. Sure, he would wake to see a scowling, shadowy face being angwy at him from across the room; it would vanish seconds later. But he was truly grateful, nuzzling his muzzle into Annie's as she remained in his arms, holding his head in her hands. A lamb on each side. The sleep was simply the cherry on the top, the fact that he was, for the first time, in he honestly couldn't remember how long. He was getting mana the way it was supposed to come to him, not the mess he had to Jerry-rig to work around a problem. That alone was a gift he thought he was unworthy of. And his affections would slowly wake the others. A brave, certain pup would once again offer to help her uncle greet the day with another loving blow job, from Jen. The second day would start much the same. With Anthony getting to in some way enjoy draining more than just his balls with all his bedmates. From his understanding, it was like he had become a jagged and jaded piece of glass. The lot of them were slowly trying to file those edges down. Not just sex, they held him, showed him genuine affection. The twins would treat him to walking on his back. The twins had studied up on a massage technique they figured would work well on him, due to the size of their hooves on his back. Annie almost looked jealous once the twins had his face looking like something akin to melted butter. Managed to work out a few knots in his lower back that he didn't even know he had. He would have been purring had he the ability to do so. They gave him a safe place where he could drop the act. Let down his guard. Be himself, not the him he built to show the world. Behind the disaster lord’s power, behind the cub hood in knight training. Behind the titles, all the fluff; he was just a man, he was fallible. He was flawed, he needed support more than just in the matters of tumbling in the sheets. So they became the place where he could rest, genuinely rest. He could be his flawed self; he didn't need to put on an act. He could be a horn ball if he wanted to be; he could be a teddy bear snuggling with his little niece, telling her stories, if he felt the desire. He didn't have to try to appear perfect, or even sane. Like he could exhale a breath he had been holding for years. He would be very sheepish to admit that for him. It felt like for so damn long, he had been told by the whole world to hold his breath or else. But now he finally had a place and a group of people who told him to breathe because they wanted you to. The liberation, they would accept him, scars, flaws, and all; he didn't need to put on a farce for them, he didn't need to lie as he breathed. The liberation it was so freeing; parts of him wanted to weep in joy and relief. Finally, it felt like he was actually free. As one would suck and blow, the others would kiss and cuddle. As one did some bouncing, the others cared for and massaged. So often, he felt just a bit overwhelmed. He wasn't sure if he'd ever know such deep affection, and the irony that made it worse. Deep down, he felt like he wasn't worthy of or even deserving of such displays. He had so much blood on his hands after all. So much so, they always felt filthy to him.\n\tEven Hue got to greet the day when Amaranth insisted she honor him. Even if he felt it was more a case of he was giving her a sweet tooth for his 'sap' as she had started lovingly referring to it. Well, what can you say, he is still a young, wanting bull. He left her to do her thing because what man could tell such a face, no? So she could let him do his thing to her. They would end up spending the better part of an hour. Of her drinking and sucking, and Hue being unable to find the willpower to stop her. There would be many snickers and giggles. When the pair would come outside that morning, the dryad would be with a swollen little belly heavy with her father's leavings. Or, guess you could call it, the dryads' pilferings. Wasn't that side of things usually a fae territory? But the day would go on. Anthony would do the reasonable leader thing. The twins would make plans on the business side of things. Hue would tend to his plants and even make a few house calls. It was a note that was starting to grow a lump of pride in his chest. Word was out now, and people would come to him for help. Even Amaranth got to start trying out her own healing abilities. When children would come by with scrapes or cuts. Parents were bringing their spouse or children for more serious bumps and bruises.\n\n\n\n\tThe only different event that would pop up would be around noon on the third day. The lambs had insisted on lining the inner camp with at least sheet walls. Why, you ask? Well, at this point, Arie was bouncing in Anthony's lap, Sally was nearby, looking freshly used. Annie was pardoning the pun but sheepish about the fact that she too had told, leaving down her legs. But the lambs assured her that they enchanted the sheets themselves. From the reader's perspective, it would be akin to one way glass. They could see shadows on the sheets and such, looking out. But all anyone would see looking in was just white sheets. The twins told them to get used to it. If Anthony really wanted his castle, they would have walls. Not to mention that he was the one who lived for his privacy. But as both Anthony and the lamb in his lap were both grinning ear to ear, a knot may have been quickly sat on. From above, suddenly came the flapping of wings. Then, landing with a less than graceful thud, with a flashing of that coin from Anthony's pocket.\n\tThe bird seemed Anthony have been waiting for suddenly introduced herself to him. “Greeting, Master.” The bird would give him a bow. Seems she had been coached, as it was more than deep enough for Anthony to see that A, this was no bird that had sent him. The FARC had just sent him a rather curvy, even rather busty for a, raven harpy. She was nearly as tall as Anthony was. Sleek black feathers, bright hazel colored with bright blue specks scattered in them, eyes, Slender body. She was sporting a pair of B cup breasts, that was very big for the harpies. Her legs were birdlike, ending in talons. She had a small plum of feathers that disturbed her skirt, exposing her round bottom and her choice of red panties. Her face was very human. Feathers lined her nose and replaced her eyelashes. Either they thought they were funny in sending a black knight a raven harpy. Or the man had read him like a book. Because first the lamb he was exploding in would make a little teasing 'ooh' sound, as suddenly he went harder in her.\n\tThen Annie would quip as she draped herself over his shoulders. “Yeah, he likes her; she is cute. But, Care to explain why there is a harpy landing here and calling you 'Master'?” Until she would pause a moment, “Ooooh, cool. So you bought a VIP membership to FARC. Remote recruiting does sound useful, good buy.”\n\t“VIP!?!?” The twins would both suddenly roar. “Why but, how but, no way; they even let us only become plus members! VIP comes with a sexy harpy!?! NO FAIR, we want one too.” They would proceed to pout.\n\tThe harpy would proceed to fold her wings down in on themselves. Then clumsily grabbed at a bag on her back with a hand that would have been on her elbow if she were human. They were clumsy, lacking a thumb, but she managed to hand him over a contract. “My name is Su, it's short for Susan; I prefer Su. As stated in the contract, I am yours until you no longer want me.” She would proceed to rub her cheek to his, wanting to memorize his smell, seeing as the coin would be of no use until re-enchanted. As he read the contract. Well, the normal stuff, it seems, was standard to send. Hand attached to the back was a handwritten letter; something stated at the top that he was getting due to his station and reputation. She was a prisoner freed from some abusive slavery, via some not so legal means. They sent her to him as his bird. So she would be safe from the bastards likely hunting her; the price she was willing to give was her service, her loyalty, and even her body, so should he accept. If not, she could still serve in standard fashion or be replaced with his actual bird. “Please do not say any of what you have read aloud. I do fear it may be used to track you.” She would tell him. Kneeling before him. “Uh, sorry, dear plus members. I am not a VIP perk; I fear I am just greedy, and I hoped to use this chance to place myself under greater protection than even FARC can provide. FARC offered me employment in which to offer me safety from my former captors. I fear I may be the sole survivor of my flock. I pulled some strings and got myself to replace the real bird you were meant to get. I am hunted, greedy people seek me; I will die if they get me. Please offer me asylum among your people. For my safety, I offer everything I have, which, on my word, you would be my first male. Thankfully, we were not sex slaves; some of us came to wish we were when the work camps opened. Twelve years, I was a chick when we were forced to mine. We lack a thumb like most races have; it makes holding a pickaxe difficult, so it was hard, and a lot of people died by our Master’s whips. Mercenaries hired it seems by or by proxy of FARC, were dispatched to take out the camp. I was found among my dead and dying flock. They, in essence, stole me; by law, I still belong to my Master. If he finds my location, he can use the pact seal branded under my feathers. And I would be unable to escape on my own accord. This is not an offer FARC makes to you; I'm sorry, but this is a greedy, selfish request. But would you please accept me as one of your own? I offer my work for you to FARC, my body, heart, soul, and loyalty. I don't want to run anymore; I grow weary from living in fear.”\n\t“Whoa, hey there, easy now girl; walking a tight rope you didn't know you're walking.” Annie informed her. She gave a glance over her shoulder, yup; that had stirred you know who. Seems Anthony even had to grab an ethereal chain with his own shadow. Just as the twins did to cast their magic. Anthony was using his shadow to hold down a very bad dog. 'Note for future reference: keep talk of souls to a minimum.' Agreed, she would hear Anthony quip back to her in their thoughts. “I was alright with the twins; that was an already ongoing thing. But do you really think I'm just going to let any girl, in your case, fly on in and park your butt in my spot?” That was when her ears would peek up. “You would think about wanting to do her.” Annie would turn on him, and the twins would flank her. He realized it was terrifying to be on this side of that stare; Was this what he was doing to people with those two?\n\tThey would at least share a laugh, one after another giving his nose a little swat. The twins chiming out. “Bad boy, we can't take you anywhere. Well, the harem was our idea, and you know what forced it.”\n\n\n\n\tAnnie would promptly take a seat in Anthony's lap. Allowing his erection to jab up along her form against her belly. Hips giving him a good little squeeze. “Well, I guess let's start with. Who's your owner, girl?” Anthony would soon regret asking that question.\n\tThe harpy would visibly flinch. A tremor ran down her spine. “Ja … Jackson C' Darnet.” This would be a first for her. The second that name was spoken, Anthony's erection, despite Annie's affections, retreated promptly.\n\tThat little bombshell would make the twins stumble back and fall on their asses. Fear invaded their faces. Even Anthony's face suddenly darkened. It was the first time Annie would feel the man she sat on, normally so strong and brave, actually start trembling in fear under her. “You're kidding?”\n\t“Believe me, I wish I were. I would call that man a demon, but that would be an insult to the demons.” Su would tell him, a weariness to her voice, Anthony did not miss.\n\t“W... who is Jackson C' Darnet?” Feeling Anthony, at least trying to hide, is trembling. The twins were suddenly drowning in fear.\n\n\n\n\tIt would take a moment before Anthony would be able to respond. “He is a man, my master hates with every fiber of his being. The battles between those two make the Dread war look like toddlers fighting over a sandbox. The last time I saw that man was. My Master fought him to a standstill for three weeks. And just to let you know what level of insane my Master is at. He once was forced to take on five dragons with nothing but his magic and his claws, and killed all five after seven days of nonstop combat, without a fucking scratch; not fucking one. Yet this one man dueled him to a standstill for three weeks, with my master holding nothing back. To call this man a monster is underselling it. I do not know what force he has aligned himself with, but he might as well rank up there among Disaster Lords. I hate this world; fucking hypocrites the lot of them.”\n\tAnnie would stare wide eyed when both lambs would cling to him suddenly; their normal facade gone. They needed their safety blanket now more than ever. “Please, I know I ask for too much; But your prowess, I've heard it spoken of in whispers and rumor, like you are some manner of myth or living legend. By your side is the only place I could be safe. I beg you.” The harpy would then proceed to place her head in the dirt before him. The mated pair was both surprised when that certain shadow formed over Anthony's shoulder. Visible only to the two of them. Then came the distinctive sensation of interest. Before it would vanish as fast as it came.\n\n\n\n\tSo Annie would glance up at him. The first time, she was able to hear the gears working in his head. “Alright, a Knight must see to the safety of others. And she has requested asylum, before the eyes of my family and two of my vassals, I'm not even supposed to have. What kinda knight would I be to turn her away?” He gave a pause to gauge reactions. The twins gave a supportive smirk. Annie would wrap her arms around him. “If I can get more control over my strength, we may even be on an even playing field.” That would cause a hopeful little shudder in Su. So he looked to the harpy, now choosing to kneel in front of him. Annie, lying on his back she gave the twins the space to calm down. “Alright, here is my offer. Given I am in the unique position of having a harem, uh … forced on me; in multiple ways, mind you. Guess I might as well add to it when the opportunity makes itself known. I will accept the terms of your offer, including and up to. If that bastard ever dares show his face to you and or tries to take you. I will take him down or I will die trying, but I will kill you first so he can't make you suffer before I go down. In exchange for that vow, I want you to join my little harem here and swear to me on your very soul; you will keep every one of my secrets no matter how dark they may be. Even if it may scare or terrify you. If you can give me that much, I vow to you, even if the entire world were your enemy, they will all go through me first or not at all.”\n\tWell, first she would laugh for a moment, then cry after that. Anthony would lean forward, placing his hands on her shoulders. After she let out a deep sigh, she would look up at him. “I'm sorry, I was not crying because of your offer. It honestly made me feel safe; it was out of disbelief that I, in fact. For some strange reason made me feel better. Like I said, I heard tales of your might. Being before you now, I feel those bastard bards undersold you.”\n\t“Recent developments you are not yet privy to.” Anthony told her, sitting back once the girl had calmed down. Annie then opted to sit at his right hand side. Twins at his left, big brown ears suddenly behind his head, Jenny giggling because she made him look silly for a moment. Before she made it to his neck, she gave him a squeeze hug. “So, what say you? I take your offer and give you my own, though all I've really added is the secrecy, which is vital.”\n\t“I can accept that.” Su replied with a hand on her chest. “I came here intending to offer everything; the only difference now. I know I'm finally getting a good deal.”\n\tBut the next thing that would happen. Annie would laugh as Anthony's ears dropped. “What are we going to do with you. Only just got her onboard, and he already wants his dick sucked.” She would give him a teasing swat.\n\tThe lambs flanking him, the tension relieved enough for the twins to tease him with, “Perv.” Before kissing each of his cheeks. “Guess that's one of the parts we love about you after all.”\n\t“If you wish it, I will perform for you.” Su would tell him, as she would scoot up to him. “Please allow me, may it be my acceptance of the vow.” Though she would look over to Annie. “Uh, with your permission, you have said he is your mate.”\n\t“I was also the one who told him to accept the harem.” Annie quipped. “I am his alpha, though, so go ahead, newbie, give him a good one. I like seeing his face twist in pleasure.” She would quip, leaning over to nip his cheek.\n\tShe was about to look up at Anthony to ask him, but he bashfully glanced away, Annie poking him in the rib teasingly. As his cock had once more come back out, and had poked her left tit. “Well, I suppose that would be permission enough.” Su would quip, wrapping a few digits around his member.\n\t“Sister, sister, did you know the big bad wolf was so bashful?” Arie would quip to her sister, with a cheek pressed against another.\n\t“Sister, sister, I did not.” Sally would pause to giggle. Making Anthony glance away and gulp. He did truly feel off kilter. “It's so very cute, it is.” Which would finally make his face crack a blush. Seemingly getting the reaction the girls were after, as all three of the little troublemakers would start laughing. But it would be cut short when Anthony would gasp out loud.\n\t“Fuuuuu.” Anthony couldn't even get out. The girls all glanced over when he would grab hold of the feather head, now going down on him. “Holy crap …” He would bite his lips this time, already drooling. “Soo tight.” He would only gasp out. She would reach the base, Anthony would roll his head back, and just start moaning. The harpy now worked on learning what was soon to be a close friend. The girls looked on with lust in their gazes. Finally, after she had been doing her thing for a moment, he was able to gather his wits. “Holy shit, damn, are harpies all this tight? No offense, girls, I'm not kidding here, oooh damn; this might even be too tight. Shiiit, feels so good though.” His words would start to warm her up. That and the precum that started to paint a male's taste in her mouth. As her throat would treat him to a clamping down on, the only girls could only get going for him with their pussies. She would start humming happily, the potent musk of a male doing far more for a near monster kin than a morph. Doing her best at sucking on, licking at, and blowing her first cock. It was choking her, but she also didn't seem to mind. He would start humping, and she would respond in kind by picking up her pace. His precum would dribble out more and more, and she would suck like she was trying to unclog the tap. Annie would give a big smile, leaning over his right side and kissing him. Enjoying his moaning into her mouth, as the harpy was allowing her senses to just fall in love. His musk was far better than she expected. The kinda smell that got right up in her sinus and wouldn't let her go. Anthony now moaning loudly head once more rolled back. Sure, she would get no warning, but to be fair, he didn't seem to offer many warnings. He would thrust himself deeper, his knot would meet and kiss her lips. She would relent and open wide, taking his knot in. Then, giving it the same blissful clenching down on the rest of his dick was being enveloped in. The twins would flank the girls, as Annie would then be holding her head. As Anthony moaned loudly, Su's eyes went wide, then giving a smile. She would use her feathered digits to rub his sack. As she would proceed to drink and suck down. No doubt the first of many ropes of cum. After the first attempt of hers to pull away from her cream filled fate was utterly prevented by the rest of his harem. Until both the deed and damage were done. Anthony was able to relax, assured he'd not need to do anything to keep his dick sucked on until he was done cumming. Until she would be surprised at the volume. She would earnestly start choking. The girls would all panic, and after a few tugs, she was set free with a few spurts on her face.\n\n\n\n\t“My,” She would pause to cough and sputter. Having no choice but to sputter up some of the thick leavings he had left behind. “My word.” Su would finally manage to get out. “That,” she would cough three more times. “Is that normal for males? That may have been my first cock, but surely that was way too much. But it tasted and smelled honestly so very lovely.”\n\t“What can we say?” The twins would inform her with their usual singsong. “The big bad wolf is so for a reason. Also, you need to get in the program, girl, no pulling out.”\n\t“And we'll explain more later on; behind closed doors.” Annie would tell her to help the bird by rubbing her back. “I know we all kinda got you worked up there, but come on, Anthony, a little restraint for the new girl? I know you really don't like doing the pull out game, still could have held back the, almost drowned her, thing.”\n\t“Sorry, honestly couldn't help it.” Anthony would tell her, as he ran his fingers through her feathers. “That was the tightest blowjob I've ever gotten. I couldn't think, let alone control anything.”\n\t“Ah, he is telling the truth there. Hate to admit because I held that title before.” Annie would tease. “He was moaning more like a girl in his head than he was out here.” Annie would giggle this time as he would blush she would laugh. She would giggle and bolt away, and Anthony would chase her. As she laughs and teases him about girly moans. He would threaten that she was starting to get less cute by the second. Annie would call his bluff. And for a moment, well, they'd all just start to laugh. Well, until her eyes would raise, and she'd giggle again. “Oh dear, well never let anyone tell you, I don't love you, you big dork. Go on, if you want to see so badly, go on. I'm sure she'll let you put it in.” Which would make Anthony's ears drop once again. He would glance back at Annie, guilty as sin written on his forehead, but it was a look that made Annie open her mouth softly. She would point to the harpy, as the lambs would giggle again. Even getting a laugh from Su, which seemed to ease her more. Anthony, for a change, would start to struggle with his words. The twins noticed and changed tone quickly; not expected, but ready for it all the same. His guard was finally dropped; this was good, no acting, no bravado, no mask, or lies; he was finally just Anthony again. Annie recalling the past more clearly now. This was always the point he stumbled. He was never able to bring himself to ask for it. Annie heard his muttering and rambling. Like he was rehearsing in his head; well, how do you ask someone you just met, 'hey, can I fuck you now? Also, I don't pull out, so that's going to need to be ok with that.' Well, he wasn't wrong; it would be a weird thing to ask. So Annie took mercy on him, “Hey Su, this big lug wants to see how tight your pussy is. Does he have permission to try you on? Seems a cute little birdy might have snatched up his tongue.” Which the bluntness of it would drop Anthony's jaw, and end up making him have to glance away from the others to run away from eye contact again. But it was a good thing, even got him an honest hug out of the twins. Last time they had seen him, him and not playing some role, he figured they must want him to live up to. It was the first night they ever lay together. He was so bashful, so cute, so shy; they discovered real quick, they liked that bashful little whine. The one he was letting out now. As the twins distracted him, Annie quickly pulled Su aside.\n\n\n\n\t“Ok, new girl; here's a bit of what's going on.” Annie explained. As Anthony, a little ways away, was for a change, long overdue. Had the insistent twins back, playing, poking, and prodding the handsome bashful boy. The lambs merely trying to keep him there, in that mood. This was healing and progress both; finally, a real step in the right direction. Annie, looking back a moment before she would curl her arm over Su's head, motioned her to come in close, to keep her voice low. “Long story short, with what you are allowed to know. He has been broken, scared, and mentally maimed. We are desperately teaching him to drop the acts, the roles, the personas; I hate to say it, he lies. It's the only way he's been able to put off self destruction. Because he's not the Anthony over there, no, that's not even Anthony over there; he calls that one Francis and insists that Francis is a monster. He spends his entire life hiding from Francis, because well, it's like he wanted to put his damage in a box, then just hid the box. He lies and he doesn't even realize he's doing it, because he's trying to convince himself that he's fine, that he's ok, he just needs to toughen up and stop complaining. When he's not, he's really genuinely, truly not; and he's not been ok since he was a very little pup. Please play along, keep him here. In this moment, in this frame of mind. Let him see it is safe for him to not be at one hundred percent all the time, that Francis is not feared. He doesn't have to be some stoic figure, a hero, or a monster, Ok? I'm not even kidding, you have no clue how thankful the rest of us are for you. We have not been able to break the ice as we helped make the problems worse. We had a face he made just for us, it took forever to realize that.” To that, Annie would even kiss her on the cheek. “Now, please go let that bashful horn ball see how nice and tight you are; as I told him long ago, just go with it. Don't worry, he'll never hurt you down there. He's never hurt me once, real gentle on virgins.”\n\t“Sure thing.” Su would tell her. Getting a smile and a nod from her. Looking over at him, He was complaining and whining that they didn't need to keep poking fun. To which the lambs insisted, yes, yes, they really did. “You know, his smile does seem a little wider than when I landed.” Annie would look over, not notice too much difference, and she had a fancy title all about seeing things. But she would look over to Su, and well. Annie would know, sometimes you just can't beat a predator's eyes. The smile she was looking at was a scratch bigger and nothing more, but it was bigger.\n\tSo Annie gave her a thumbs up. To which she would quickly go, “Oh, uh … oops.” Instead of using her pointer finger, one digit the bird did share, who returned the gesture with a smile, with a rather deep laugh. Seems someone else may have been doing a little healing already. “Hey, crew, let's take this inside. Not sure those enchantments will cover how loud I remember my boy moaned. God, he was so damn cute when we were little. I would crawl into his lap; he would whine about it, all the way to big boy growing into little girl was achieved. Then the whining about how good it felt and all the humping started; so damn cute.”\n\tWhich got her a rather loud whine for a change from Anthony, followed by a rather pitiful one. “Ann, you don't need to tell everyone that.” Bright blush on his face now. All the same as his ears dropped, well, his eyes would end up following that tail of Ann's, after a finger would hook his jaw and make him follow after it.\n\t“Come inside, Uncle A, it'll be alright. You trust me, right?” Annie would ask, turning to make sure he was looking. She would see that mask on his face hidden, but for the first time she'd seen, it was off. He would glance away a moment, cautiously look at his hand, soft whine once again. “Right?” Getting him to look at her again and give a nod. So he followed them in, tail wagging as shyly as he'd ever wagged it. But once the door closed and we were about to follow them in. We were stopped for a moment when we found ourselves looking leftward. Hue had been watching stunned. A small carry pot of something had been dropped and spilled. Broken shards of clay bowls were scattered in the dirt. Amaranth was tugging on his sleeve, trying to get him to respond to him; Jenny at his other side was trying as well. As the bull stood there in quiet shock and disbelief, like he was unsure he was really seeing what he was seeing.\n\tHe had been stopped in utter disbelief, actually forced to just drop everything. The Anthony that he had just witnessed. Chasing a pup around, laughing, playing, there was so much of the wolf he was now seeing that was honest and true. Finally, a hand raised to his mouth and clasping it tight, once the realization dawned upon him. “They … they found it???” Then, clutching his chest, a memory so terribly painful. One only he had, and it made his heart ache to relive it.\n\n\n\n\t“ANTHONY!” Hue had roared, a dream walker far too young, trying to hold back a nightmare far too huge. “ANTHONY!” He would roar again, as a much younger bull would try his best to tear into a storm. Anthony's Dream Walking form, bound and trapped inside. Both boys, so terribly young, had gone exploring and found something they were never meant to find. A nightmare deep and terrible, that had been drawn to the pup by a certain shadowy bastard. And now the young druid was racing against time, his best friend trying to reach out for him, but his voice growing distant. “NOOOO!” He would roar as the storm had what it wanted and was attempting to flee. Hue was doing anything he could to try and hold on, grabbing handfuls of the stuff slipping through his fingers like water. “I've got you!” Had had told him. “I WILL SAVE YOU!” he wanted so badly to be true. As the last wicked tendrils of the nightmare would slip away from his inexperienced fingers. Where in disbelief he had to watch helplessly, as his best friend was stolen away by a perverted force of nature, and along with him, Anthony's soul form and the mindscape attached to it. Without it, there would be no sleep, there would never be rest or peace. A mage's Soul Form was their mind's physical standing within the Dreamworld, the Mindscape, the soul's attachment to the body. The mindscape was set at birth within the dreamworld, where it was never meant to move. Without it, no caster would sleep or dream, and no mana would ever flow back unto them. Then he vented his lamentations into the dream realms, smashing his fist into whatever surface that floor was made of. Even snapped his horns off after beginning to slam his head into the ground when the pain of his failure was far too great to bear. And ever since that day, Hue had roamed and wandered the countless Dream Realms. Vowing his horns would remain until he freed his lost friend. Trying to find Anthony's Mindscape and set free his soul form so he could do as he swore and save his friend; the only way any such thing would be possible, by sheer accident. But even to this day, he had tried hundreds of millions of times to find it. He had wandered more of the Trackless Dream Realms within the Dreamscape than any other druid before him, combined throughout the order's history; his findings were still being studied. Yet every day he woke feeling disappointed in himself. Day in and day out, his words proved to still be a lie. He could only watch his friend rot, like a once beautiful plant that had had the sunlight ripped away from it. Anthony did not even remember that this had happened as a side effect; that information was lost with the soul form. The rather happy go lucky young wolf he met. The young hero who raced into hell to save his life without so much as a second thought. Always went out of his way to help. Had always gone above and beyond to be kind to everyone. As his physical body had been ripped from his Soul Form, the tangible link of your mind to the Dream Realms. As his joy, his hope, his kindness, his outlook, and even his personality, withered into the darkness of despair. And now knowing what else the man had suffered, the loss of his soul form a head and hide full of demons; it was as if to be left to suffer while drowning. And only a Dream Walker should have ever had the chance to randomly find a lost Mindscape while aimlessly wandering the trackless dream realms. Somehow they had found a way that pinpointed it, and unbeknownst to him, had set free his soul form.\n\n\n\n\tHe had tried so many times, and he had failed just as many. Had never given up hope he would find it; that he would keep that vow he made. Finally dropping to his knees, then even down onto his hands. His emotions were so potent in that moment that he couldn't hold himself up. “FATHER!” Ammy would shout as she raced over to his head, even Jenny shouting, Mr Hue. Cupping his face with her hands, she started to cry herself. “Father, please, what is wrong. Please tell me.”\n\tBut that is when, even through the tears and his soft sobbing. A smile would finally form. “He's free, he's finally free.” He would stop, sobbing loudly as his tears were now starting to form mud under him. “I was not the one who did it, but my best friend is finally free. Forgive me, my friend, I tried so long to find you, I never stopped looking. But at least the Nightmare is finally over, you are finally free. Breath and Dream once again, my friend.” Ammy was crying alongside him, Jenny holding his neck, as his emotions finally calmed and settled. Looking around at the mess he had made, the spilled stew, and the pottery that would need to be replaced. Still, all the same, he would take a deep breath. Looking back at Anthony's wagon. “Welcome home, Anthony.” Then they would take a moment to gather up the broken pottery. And would have to return to get more of dinner to serve. “And may the gods forgive me for wasting this food; may it at least nourish the soils here.”\n\n\n\n\tNow inside the wagon. Anthony and the now band of six were inside. He would be approached by Annie at the door. They would share silent words together. Anthony would look away, nod, reach up for, and take his mask off. Then gave it to Annie, who put it away in a void pocket given to her by Otiv. Anthony was plopped down onto the couch, the table having been slid out of the way. He was nervous, anxious, glancing around like he was afraid he was being watched. Erection still jutting out at attention before him. Given all the eye candy he was being allowed to ogle. Annie was once more sitting at his right side, holding his hand. Though his tail did have a wag to it, he couldn't quite fight. The bundle of nerves before them was nearly not even the same man. Alice would offer him a glass of ale to help him unwind. Balking a little at the unsure, almost shameful look he had on his face. Like he was undone, and finally they could see it. Like a tragic tapestry woven into his visage. Fatigue, pain, self loathing, self hatred, fear, and a glassiness to his eyes that told its own tale of despair. He took the glass, then a deep drink, like it wasn't even a conscious choice. More like an act to mask pain. Wiping the droplets from his mouth afterward. “Are you ready for me, Master?” Su would ask, then approach him. Adjusting her plumage as to make her form softer and more feminine. Though she would feel his eyes nearly burn into her form, once his eyes would make the mistake of meeting hers. He'd glance away again and blush, getting more giggles from the girls.\n\t“It's ok, Anthony.” Annie would tell him. He looked over to her, a tremor taking over him. “Remember what we said. When we’re in here. You can look, you can touch, you can fuck all you want; you can do whatever you want. Just let it be you, not a version. If you are tired, then lay down your mantle and rest. We want Anthony, not the Knight Apparent.” Then, looking over to Su, I gave her a nod. “We want you and not the Disaster Lord inside you.” Which would turn Su's face. Worry and fear are creeping in. “Yes, Susan. Anthony is a Disaster Lord, through no fault of his own. It was not his choice, and that power has broken him. Yet he still took it and used it to make himself a hero. He's been managing to keep himself sane all this time alone. Now, with us, we can nurture a real living legend out of a monster. What I've told you beforehand, I swear on my life, is still true. Even with this power and the strength that comes with it. He has never hurt us. And you can ask Alice, he has never once forced himself on anyone.” Su watched as Ann explained for her the details. Watched Anthony's face darken for a moment, then glance away, like he was expecting some prescripted response of disgust.\n\tThough that was a look Susan knew intimately. She'd seen it on her own reflection, on the nights after she'd been beaten just to make someone else feel better. So she approached, soft smile slowly fading. Proceeded to wrap her arms around him and pulled him in for a hug. “I think you may need this first, before my chastity.” She would hold him tight for a moment, getting a look of surprise from him. “I've seen that look of self hatred on my own face so often that it has become an old friend. Please tell me what is the thorn in your heart. Mine is that I feared all saw me and my people as disgusting monsters. I thought that something was wrong with me, that I was wrong; that maybe I really didn't deserve to live. What is your pain?”\n\tHe would, after a few moments, manage to wrap his arms around her shoulders to return the hug. Breaths ragged, words fumbling. “I … live in fear that everyone will live in terror because of my power. I am afraid that what the whispers told me was right, and that all I really am is just a fucking monster to be feared and despised. That if I don't live a life of lies, I will become undone and kill people again. I've already got so much blood on them that I can't get them to feel clean anymore.” Su would nod, nuzzling his head.\n\t“Then we share a similar pain. Seems fate may have wanted us to meet.” Susan would tell him, shifting to let her wings fold down, and offer him a more personal hug. “Let me ask this, would you want a female on the razor's edge of being a monster in full blood?”\n\tHer question would be returned in kind. As she watched shadows seep from the man she was holding, pulling off him and bubbling into the air. An oppressive aura of dread and disrepair filled the room. Black eyes with red slits for pupils looked into her eyes, and millions of voices then echoed his own query. “Could you feel safe laying aside a fiend that crawled out of an abyss?” His words would hiss, echoed by billions of deranged voices at the edge of hearing. Even Annie and the twins would recoil a bit as the bird jumped in her spot. Anthony is so afraid to bear his real face. The boy made into a monster at the edge of insanity.\n\t“For the first time in my life. Since I watched my mother and the adventurer who sired me die.” Su would tell him. Making the fiendish wolf urk a little as she squeezed him tighter. The voices at the edge of hearing hissing and whispering of falsehoods, lies, and deceit, they accused. Not to believe the words they hissed. “I have told someone my fate, and I have not been thrown away from their life. You are the only safe place I have ever found where I think I could rest.” He would pause for a moment. She was unsure why he had insisted a moment she move her head from his. Until, with a few grunts of pain, the horns would finally burst out. They would give it a moment, as Anthony even reached up to feel them. This was the form known as Devil Nymph, the base stage for the Demon Lord, then for the evolution to Disaster Lord chain. “You know, I think those horns give you a rather regal look.”\n\tAnthony would glance away again. The two finally broke the hug, as Anthony finally let out a sigh. “I'm not scary, then?” He would ask not just her. Annie, Arie, and Sally, he gave each one a look.\n\t“No.” Su would tell him. “Just something I don't yet understand.”\n\t“We've never been afraid of you.” The twins would chime, a softer tone this time. “And your kind used to eat our kind.”\n\t“Do you even need to ask?” Annie would tell him, this time getting him a light bop on the head. “Come on, I crawled into an attic to find you at the age of two. Stood up to, apparently, a Shadow Fiend that is attached to someone who became a Disaster Lord.”\n\tSo Anthony gave a nod; he might have even believed them that time. He would lean back a little, still weary of his horns. And he didn't want to take Su's eye out. Gave his head a shake, then let out a deep sigh. “Thanks for … the reassurance; kinda feel like a pussy at the moment though.”\n\t“You are also in the process of healing. Mr has to bear the weight of the world.” The twins would chide. “What you feel like right now, regardless. Anthony, you have to learn to be at this level again. Please, don't slip back into character again. You can be at this point again. Relearn how to be at the normal level. You spent so much of your life shaping yourself into a hero; you have forgotten that you are mortal.”\n\t“Hardly.” Anthony would lightly say. A gloom was visibly hanging over him. “I don't even have a soul.”\n\n\n\n\t“Actually, the girls somehow got it back for you.” Hue told them as he opened and closed the door. Carrying a fresh carry pot. Ammy had the plates, and Jenny was lugging a big clay jug of tea.\n\tBefore Anthony could ask for him to explain. Annie butted in. “That can wait just a moment. We've got a first timer here who has been reading herself to take the plunge for a good bit of time. Stop making her so nervous and take care of her already. You can talk and hump at the same time, right?”\n\t“Oh, sorry, the nerves got to be getting to you.” Anthony would tell the bird, who would reply with a nervous chuckle. “Are you ready?”\n\t“Yeah, guess the nerves were kinda getting to me.” Susan would reply, a bit of a tremble had taken to her. Anthony's length had long been introduced to her front side, to which she had sat in his lap. Extended contact with nothing further, it had both excited and frustrated her.\n\t“Alright, twins, you are better at this part. Make sure she gets seated right. If she's as tight downstairs as she was up top. She's going to need time to let her insides adjust to the big, bad wolf.” Annie would instruct, the twins giving a salute in response.\n\t“Roger.” The lambs would chime. Then, moving into positions. Anthony supported her lower back, as the twins worked the aiming from both points; the entrer and the entry. “Alright, let's do the bite the bullet route. The quicker we get her seated, the faster it stops hurting. Got it, Su, just don't tense up; it seriously only makes it worse. On the count of three, we're going to push him in. He's going to get to do yet more cherry picking. His Disaster Lord powers will revel in that. And we're going to get you down so it'll stop hurting sooner.”\n\t\n\tThe pair nodded and decided to take a few deep breaths. Anthony would bite his lip, his tip getting stuffed into her opening. The twins would give the count, and Anthony would assure her descent was not too quick, nor would she be dropped. As Anthony would gasp loudly, the girl would squeal. She would then cry out, to which Anthony would just start swearing. The lambs would guide her down, and Anthony would not lose his grip, his hold on her back easing her worries. Then, finally, her soft, round ass would plop into his lap. She would hold him tightly, and Anthony, well, he would just roll his head back onto the couch. She would cry out loud and sharp; Anthony would proceed to drag out the word shit, longer than he ever had before.\n\tHue would chuckle as the harpy was on pins and needles, trembling as her body was doing its best to adjust. Anthony, well, now he was drooling. “Well, how is she? Harpies are a race I never could have dreamed of copulating with.” Hue would ask, and Amaranth would giggle. Jenny was stirring the stew for Hue.\n\t“Don't bother asking any questions just yet.” Annie would tease, kissing Anthony. “He's not even able to think at the moment. It's a combination of her tightness and him playing nice with the demon lord rules, so it's playing nice with him in turn.”\n\t“I, he's so big.” Su was barely able to get out. The twins would aid in easing her with rubbing and massaging.\n\t“Don't worry, love, he was too big for all of us the first time; Right, Annie?” The twins would tell her, by no,w they had helped the tears to stop bubbling up.\n\t“I … uh, I got stuck for several hours.” Annie would reply with a nervous rub of the back of her head. “It was not because of his knot either. I bit off more than I could chew, and we had to wait, or getting it out would have hurt me. No hiding that kinda pain from mom and dad.”\n\t“Shiiiit.” Anthony would manage to get out. Before his head would just flop back again. It would only take a moment or two more, though. Then he was able to lift his head, able to keep his wits about him. “I don't think I'm getting out of her for a bit. For two reasons, A, we’re stuck, I can feel it. I am no fan of pulling things out that are not mine. B I don't want to. This one, oooh I think I'm going to enjoy letting her take my shape.” He would stroke her head a little to help Su feel better. Tracking fingers and claw tips down her back to give her other sensations to distract her mind with. But he would look over to Hue. “Ok, I'm ready for you to tell me whatever it was.”\n\n\n\n\tHue would nod, stirring the pot of stew, then ladling some into bowls after Jenny had agreed to start pouring the cups of tea. Where he would retell for them. The events of the past. The two were exploring the dream worlds when Hue was teaching Anthony to use Druidic powers. About the Nightmare they fell into. How Nightmares don't normally move, they can be attracted or created. How he fought for hours against it. Fought until his hands bled. That for all his efforts, try as he may. All he could do was watch that storm run off with his Soul Form. That how with the loss of the Soul Form, the Mindscape is lost. How vital the mindscape is for all casters; how gaining access is the first step into a caster reaching the arch levels. How without it, one does not sleep, one does not dream; it is like one is dead and slowly rots. Without that, they know all too well, the mind does not regain mana. How it was no act of the demon within for the loss of his soul. Explaining that it was his failure to shepherd his friend that caused that wound. About how he had tried every night since trying to find his mindscape, Lost now in the Trackless Dream Realms. But how each and every night since, his search had been fruitless. Hue then paused his tale, passing out the bowls as Su slowly started to fit around her new position. Hue went on to tell them that the feat they had achieved, finding and freeing Anthony's soul form, was unheard of. That in his quest, he had explored more of the dream than any druid before him combined. Yet he had never found it, never stopped looking either. Then, after setting a pair of bowls on the table for the currently conjoined pair. Hue sat before Anthony, laid his head on the floor, and asked his friend if he could forgive his failure.\n\n\n\n\tAnthony looked to Hue, still waiting for a response. For a change, a pang of anger flexed in Anthony's brow. Still cuddling Su, kindly mind you. “Hue, let me ask you a question. Did you not save the life of one Annabel Grayclaw and one Jennifer Grayclaw? Did you not fix my mind alongside the moon goddess at the Font of Dreams?” He would ask for the first time using legal names. Hue would lift his head a little and would reply in the affirmative. “Then why the fuck is your head on the floor? What the actual fuck do you, of all fucking people, have to seek forgiveness from me for? I owe you more than I could ever repay! My mate sucked you off, and yet I still consider you my best friend; you know how jealous I am of her. Anyone who touches her loses that fucking hand; anyone who hurts her gets to meet Francis, inside of his cage. And I know myself, even if I can't remember this. The field trip was my idea from the beginning, wasn't it?” Hue would now lift his head, then give a solemn nod. “Then once again, it is my fault. You need no forgiveness for being unable to stop a corrupted force of nature, but I was the reason we both were there. Hue, I'm sorry that I have left scars so deep on your giant heart of gold; could you ever forgive me?”\n\tTo which Hue would smile, finally letting himself shed a few tears. “Without you, my friend, I would not have been here to achieve any of those feats. Can I truly claim any of them?”\n\t“It seems you two may be at an impasse. What a sticky situation, huh?” Su would tease them, trying and succeeding in being cute.\n\tBoth of the boys would proceed to glance at her, cheeks burning with blush. Without missing a beat. “You're stuck on a cock. You've no room to talk.” Both males would quip at the same time, even managing a mirror like harmony the twins often used. Leading to the entire room into an eruption of laughter.\n\tNope, the twins couldn't miss this chance. Managing to hold their sides and catch their breath long enough to tease them with. “Oh my god, it's so fucking cute when those two do that. When did you two become twins?”\n\n\n\n\tThe two boys then glanced toward them in sync. “Shut up!” They would mirror in both tone and frustration. This time, even Annie couldn't help it and started laughing. Jenny was nearly peeing herself as she was rolling on the floor. Even Alice was finding herself laughing. Su was laughing loudly until she snorted, covered her face in embarrassment. Then, well, until she managed to slip. Finding herself now straddled on his knot, and Anthony dot exe stopped responding again.\n\t“Ooh, oh my. This,” Su would start giving a giggle and rubbing her feathers into Anthony's head. Hue laughed a moment, then went to get himself some stew. “I think I could get used to this. Just be easy on me, you are such a big boy after all.”\n\tThe twins would then be flanking her. “Sweetheart, you're tiny, he's above normal size for a wolf, believe it or not. Kudos for taking all of him, but your fame is smaller than even ours, and we're dwarf sheep.”\n\t“What, that can't be true.” Su would quip, trying to move to both sides to glare at both twins. Only making her and Anthony moan. “Well … I do suppose. We harpies do have to be able to fly.”\n\t“Remember, our naughty boy here also never wants to pull out; not that he can right now. Insides will remain inside at all times, thank you VERY much. Anthony doesn't like it, no female should or wish another to suffer that kinda pain. So get ready to enjoy tha…” Annie would start, then suddenly pause. Speaking about someone who knew him very well. “Anthony, you'd better go light load on her. It's her first time, and her pussy has turned your brain off twice already. You know better than to play pop the loli.”\n\t“I know, I know.” Anthony would tell them, as they would watch the black in his eyes suddenly pull back; in fact, his pupils went back to normal. It had felt like some wedged cork had finally come loose and allowed something painful to drain. “Well, would you look at that …” Anthony would joke as he looked over to the mirror.\n\t“See, healing.” Annie would tease before she would decide; know what, his lip needs to be bitten. She would bite and pull, and he would let her. It was the first time she got a yelp from him, too.\n\n\n\n\tAnthony would growl at her, but still would let her try to make off with his lip. Make a bite at her own before she'd return to her bowl of food. Anthony would then turn his gaze to Su. “So, how would you like to do this? You want me to hump, or would you rather try it slow and bounce?”\n\t“If you wouldn't mind. I think I would like to do some exploring. I'll do the moving if I can.” Su told him. Which would get her an instant response from the other girls; that cock warming is his kink, along with a fondness for baking. Anthony would flush; he'd open his mouth. But rather than let him, the girl all at once teased him by beating him to it and shouting.\n\n\n\n\t“SHUT UP!” All the girls, even Jenny and Amaranth, would get in on the joke. Then, giggles would erupt again, and Anthony's face would flush over again. He would proceed to pout by looking away. In time to gasp as Su pulled herself up, put herself right back down.\n\t“Ooh, mistake, that was a mistake.” Su's face would proceed to twist. “ow ow fuck.” Hue would jump from his seat and hurry over. Energies already swirling around his hand as he let it come to a rest on her lower abdomen. Her face eased right back into comfort. “OOOh thank yooou. I think I tugged something.”\n\t“Ook, red flag; taking a look now.” Hue would drone. Pressing his thumb to the bird's forehead, then once more saying. “Echo of The Grove.” His mark would be made, his eyes would cover the white mist. He would look at things, the mark on Anthony glowing once more to life. “I uh.” He would stammer, checking again to make sure. Before his palm would once more rest on his face. He'd let out an exasperated sigh. “Once more, my friend, you've found yet another way to impress me.”\n\t“What did he do?” Annie would ask, now coming as a worrywart, was showing.\n\t“He,” Hue would start, unsure how to explain it. “Uh, he has her, in essence, double knotted. The head of his cock is too large in diameter for the entrance of her womb. Meaning his dick is now double stuck, inside both her cunt and her womb. When she tried to pull up, his dick could not move, so her organ was forced to.” Which resulted in the other girls, minus Ammy, who lacked the organ in question, going 'youch' almost collectively.\n\t“Alright, I can fix this; I think.” Anthony told them. Getting a side eye from the girls. “What I can, I just need Ann to give me back my mask. I'm not ready to risk casting without it.” Ann would keep up the side eye a moment longer, would nod. Open her little pocket, reach in, then hand Anthony back his black mask. He would clip it back on. “Alright, one second.” He would look at a few things once or twice. “Uhh, shit, where did I put it? Who fucked with my ui?” He would glance at Annie. However, what made Su suddenly shriek was when Sinner would bubble up on Anthony's shoulder. Cackling like a sociopath for a moment.\n\tUntil Annie would grab the ooze. “She's not ready for you yet, troublemaker.”\n\t“Aw, but I want to play. She looks fun and easy to scare. Heheh I'm gonna like you girl.” Sinner would tease. But thanks to new powers. Even though she grabbed one handful of the stuff. The rest of the mass had to follow. “OOOh well played girl; however did you manage to see my core?”\n\t“That would be because.” Annie would start. “Because I am the Fifth Star Child; The One Who Sees the Truth in the Dark.” She would tell him as her eyes would shine red for a moment. “I can see right through you now.”\n\t“OOOOOH, speaking of someone who's gonna be fun. Want to fight or something, girl? Heh, come on, some me them Fangs.” He would goad as his ooze would grapple and wrestle with Ann. She wouldn't take to lightly to it, and turned on her heel. Started to approach the cupboard, “What are you doing?” She would open it and see one of Hue's large mason jars. “Wait, what are you doing!?!” She would grab the jar, “WAITWAITWAIT NOT THE JAR!!!!” She would stuff his core in. It would force his body inside due to how the core worked. “NOOOOOOOO!” She would snap the jar with a snap of a latch. Sinner would bump the jar to the left, then to the right once. Then glared at her from inside. “Girl, you do realize this means war.”\n\t“Bite me.” Annie would tell him as she picked up the jar. “Next time I'll get a pickle jar.”\n\t“DON'T YOU DARE.” Sinner would roar. “I HATE PICKLES!”\n\n\n\n\tThough by this point, Anthony would have found what he was looking for. “Alright, found it. Never thought I would use it, but I guess if it can make it bigger, it should be able to go the other way. Let's see if I can dial myself back a wee bit now. Ann's right, uh, insides are supposed to be inside. Kinda hard to enjoy humping something you've nearly torn out.” And that would, perhaps a first. Would get him to glare a dagger at Ann, who, perhaps for the first time, felt a chill run down her spine. “Right, Annabel?” Which would make the girl shrink under his gaze. “Scaring your uncle to death and forcing him to fix a prolapse on his niece; it's not funny, is it?”\n\t“No, no, not at all. It hurt like hell after the adrenaline wore off.” Annie would confess. “How many times do I have to apologize for that. I swear I thought I heard Mom and Dad.”\n\t“I had just knotted you, damn it; even if I was a pup, I was at my thickest!” Anthony, for a change, yelled at her. Making a startled silence settled in the room. “I … fuck.” Would clutch his head for a moment. “ No nonono not now. Hue, that little shit. He Raged me.” Digging his claws into his scalp in an attempt to keep his senses. “Do something.” That was not Anthony's voice that time.\n\t“Yup yup, No impromptu boss fights please.” Hue would tell him. Instantly, he went into one spell; then stopped mid thought. “Oh wait, I don't have to use that one anymore, do I? Which is good, I hate having to use Blood Magic.” So, instead, a glinting mist would come from his hand. Which he would lay on Anthony's head. “Slumber.” Hue commanded as he would wag Anthony left and right a few times. His face slowly turned from fangs bared into peaceful calm. “And Wake.” Hue would order him with a snap of his fingers.\n\tAnthony would take a shallow inhale. Thoughts clear again. “Man, that is better than the other way.”\n\t“Told you.” Hue told him, then rubbed his shoulder. “I don't just talk because I like the sound of my voice.”\n\n\n\n\t“I don't just like the sound of my voice.” Anthony would tease back. Leading to the girls giggling again. As he would look at the menu now in his field of view. It was a list of things he could change about himself, due to the half of his nature that was now irreversibly demonic. Could make himself taller or shorter, had a full suite of body modifications, including making sure the supply regenerates about as fast as he could use it. It could make his member bigger and change its shape. Never intended to use it, he was already in a size category that made it difficult to find a female of a size to take him; why would he need it any bigger? But he would grab the dial with his right pointer finger; now stabbed in the air. He would try to drag the dial back. The girl's face in of itself showed yeah that it works. First, her face would show surprise, she'd look down, would then be able to slide herself back up off of him. He had only dialed it back two notches, but it was enough to unstuck her. “Damn, I wish I could have done that as a pup.” Which would make Annie's ears drop, and glance away as she put another spoonful in her mouth. The girls glanced over, unable to hide a rather disappointed look on their faces as they saw his diminished size. But he would then stop. Surprise the lot of them who knew him. When he reached up for that mask on his face. Actually took it off, then left it aside on the table. He took a breath as he felt the power levels in his body drop again. So used to being so wired and amped, parts of him were screaming that something was wrong. But at least he managed the willpower not to reach for it. Though his eyes kept looking back at it, like it was some manner of addictive drug.\n\n\n\n\tSu would glance over to the girls when suddenly his attention was on the mask. Like it had some siren song that had enthralled him. Annie would give her a nod. The twins behind her were giving a certain finger in hole gesture. She would nod, looking back at Anthony, still looking at that mask. Like he was in the process of resisting the urge, too, and yet wanting to grab it. Su managed to claw his attention back when she pressed a kiss to his lips. Got his eyes to meet hers, as she lined herself up … or well, tried too. She had only just had her cherry picked. She'd glance over to the lambs, an embarrassed smile on her face. Sally would laugh, Arie would hold a hand out like she had sworn to do some duty. Came over, helped the newbie line herself up for her. Then Su would sink herself back down onto it. Anthony would bite his lip again, obviously not as tightly as before. Anthony had been scared witless once by prolapsing something; he would never do so again; what a weird thing to be afraid of, right? “I see what she meant. Eyes over here, handsome. You are plenty strong just as you are. You could mow normal people down by the droves. But that is not you, so stay here in this moment with us. Let the worries that burden your shoulders. The fears that make you reach for that mask. Wait at the door and set them aside for now.” Su would tell him softly and comfortingly. Pressing a kiss to his cheek, then looking down at her belly. “Still such a big boy, oh my.” She would roll her hips around. The girl was wincing a little as she was still stinging.\n\tAnnie, however, would snap her fingers. “Taking too long. Stalling doesn't help either of you.” She would look over, and she would meet Anthony's eyes. There was hunger in them. They had been playing with fire; he had been getting burned. “Take it easy on her, but go ahead and take her.”\n\t“Well, I guess I really don't know what I'm doing.” Su would laugh awkwardly. “I guess, I take back my choice. Show me what it feels like, please be gentle.”\n\t“Always. What's the point of damaging the goods I want to enjoy?” Anthony would tell her. Even as she would eep, cry out in surprise. Then finds herself with her back on the couch. The bashful monster took her once she found herself pinned. Legs and talons both in the air. She would flex the talons in a more primal response. It was pure bashfulness that made her wave her legs around.\n\t“Hold!” The twins would scold. Each lamb suddenly held an avian ankle. “Safety guards, we have at least three individuals in this room without real time magic protection spells. As such, these daggers are being confiscated.” The two would chime. “Fortress of Time, blunt this blade until we say.” They would press their glowing green hands to the harpies' talons, which would glow a moment, then would look normal. To make sure, Arie took a talon and attempted to slash her palm with it. But got the expected result when her talon could not cut anything, as if blunted by thousands of years of nonexistent sharpening. “Ok, Talons secured; Resume humping.”\n\n\n\n\tOnce the green light was given. Suu would eep when Anthony licked his lips. Unable to hold anymore, a hunger in his eyes that made her tremble. Her legs ended up pressed against him or wrapped around his hips. He would start slow. She'd roll her head back, starting to moan. As he would start thrusting into her. Slow and steady for the start. Su would gasp as he would start moving and thrusting into her. Touching parts of her that were being touched for the first time. So he'd keep at it, as Su would start reacting. She'd moan, arch her back, talons flexing as her legs would flail behind him. As Anthony would manage to take it slow, even with the bubble of demonic lust now aching through his system. Feeling her insides adjust around him, now that he was a literal stabbing pain she had sat herself on. Every time he pressed against or rubbed on something new, he would earn him a delicious moan from her.\n\tBut as those two devolved into a pile of fur and feathers. The male grunting and the bird chirping and moaning. Annie put another spoonful of stew in her mouth. She glanced back over at Anthony's character sheet. In her field of view. Truth Seer was having a hard time holding the window open. To show the scorched blood stained pages. His stats were astronomical. His page, however, was ripped and torn, blood soaked and burned. His true character sheet fought back even against the power of her now awakened star, keeping most of it hidden from her. But the more they got in and the more healing he got. She was starting to notice these defenses were slowly retreating. And right now, with Anthony's mind in the bird, those defenses were even more lax. She was about to get her eyes to read the Eldar verses that she had heard. A limit breaker state, Anthony had unknowingly built into a Nephilim. She glanced up to where his race information was no longer listed as Rocky Mountain Gray Wolf, like she was. No, he was now known as a Nephlim Triarii Nymph; whatever that even was. It made her ears drop to know her uncle was now a wolf only in appearance. No wonder she would always see him sneaking more of the vegetables than he did as a pup. When he was little, his belly had no tolerance for plant matter. It would, nine times out of ten would make him vomit. To see him eating so much of them these days, she should have known better. What else have I missed? She would ask as she would glance around the page. But her ears would perk up as Su would cry out loudly. She would swear in her head as she would feel the defenses surge in activity. But she would be able to lock down one last part of the page. Before Iratum would come screaming back and chase her eye away.\n\t“OOOOOH Fuck.” Anthony would cry out, exploding into the harpy that was milking him for the long haul. One of those legs and talons wrapped around his head, the other around his waist. Anthony had knotted and erupted into the bird. Now had himself a handful of that bird's ass, as he opted to sit up straight. Make that girl get his knot in good and deep. Before he'd dial his dick back up to size, enjoying the girls' moaning and multiple orgasms. Remembering to fill her belly up all the way to the top. But not to pop her womb into the outside. Pulling her snug into his embrace, her insides learning real good real fast how to milk the head of a cock. And just let him swell a very nice cum bulge in her belly.\n\t“Oh my.” Su would say, as she would collapse into his arms. Just riding out a golden afterglow.\n\tIf only for a moment, Anthony was also lost in bliss. Until his senses were harshly returned. He glanced over to Annie, who sheepishly glanced away. “What did you do? Ira actually came and tattled on you; what did you see?”\n\tAnn didn't respond at first, opting to shovel more food in her mouth. “ANN!” he snapped this time. The shadow was in his ear, telling him lies. But Annie was acting fishy and unknowingly lent credibility to its claims and allegations.\n\t“OK, ok, I just noticed that the score markers at the bottom of your character page had gotten bigger, is all.” Annie would tell him softly. “It's nothing to worry about.”\n\tThat would be the moment his ears would drop. His pulse would start to race; his mind falling to panic and fear. “You've … you've seen them?”\n\t“Well, yeah.” Annie told him, wondering why she suddenly saw such shame on him. It was like even his aura had started radiating shame. “I mean it's nothing to worry about, right?”\n\t“What do you mean it's nothing to WORRY ABOUT!?!?!” Anthony tried to keep calm, but failed. His tone and voice raised with anger and self loathing. “If those two tally counters ever got out. The entire fucking world would know how much blood was coated on my hands.”\n\tHis outburst shocked the others. And the shade hovering over Anthony's shoulder like a little snitch. But Annie then asked. “Wait two?” Anthony stopped for a moment. “What do you mean two?”\n\tAnthony stopped in dead silence for a moment. The shade, irking, and shouting hushed and concealed lies. Demanding that he shut the female up. But it could not stop him from speaking anymore. “There … there are two tally counters at the bottom of my true character page. How many monsters I've killed … and how many people I've killed.”\n\tThe others look at Anthony, unsure how to take that information. Until Annie then said. “No, there are not two tally counters at the bottom of your page; there are three. Who told you there were only two?”\n\t“No, there's not.” Anthony told her back, seemingly in shock.\n\t“Yes, there is.” Annie shot back this time. Now, far more intently than before. A flaw she didn't see. Why did he think he was a monster?\n\t“No, there's not.” Anthony shot back. Caught between self loathing and shock. “I've seen them go up with my own eyes.”\n\t“And I'm telling you, you're wrong. There are three counters; do you not trust me?” Annie got up and approached him. “Iratum, it's him, isn't it. It's lying to you, telling you falsehoods and fables.”\n\tAnthony did then glanced at the shade that vanished after only a few seconds of scrutiny. So, glancing back over to her. “What … what does the third counter track?” Anthony asked, his voice barely able to manage above a whisper.\n\t“How many people have you saved.” Annie informed them. “You've really never seen it?” Anthony's face softened. He was able to speak.\n\t“WELL, DON'T KEEP US WAITING!” Sinner would roar as he erupted from Anthony's pelt. “How many souls has this idiot saved?”\n\tAnthony still stood in disbelief. Glancing at Annie would look over. “Well, it currently says that you've saved. Over three hundred and twenty seven billion, eight hundred and ninety seven million, four hundred and sixty seven thousand, one hundred and twenty one. The last time I saw it, you were just over two hundred billion.” There was a shock to his face, but a good one. “Somehow, something you've done lately has added well over one hundred and twenty billion souls to the 'you've saved' counter.” The twins came over and hugged him. It was as if his fear almost seemed to melt off him. “Anthony, you are no monster. You are the greatest hero this world has ever known. The number of lives you have saved FAR eclipse those you've ended. Your hands are not coated in blood; they are the hands that have been burned and charred from pulling people's souls from hellfire and damnation.”\n\n\n\n\tHe was quiet for a moment. Then what needed to happen finally did. He fell back into his seat. Having since stood up and made Su hold onto him to avoid falling. And started to cry. “I've … actually saved that many people? … My suffering wasn't pointless … after all?” To which Annie would nod. With some help from Truth Seer, was able to show him and the others the counters. The two kill counts may have gone up, but only by a few hundred thousand. The saved counter was the only one that had gone up by leaps and bounds. “I've … I'm really not a monster?”\n\t\n“No, you are a true hero.”\n\n\n\tAnd the lightness that filled him that moment. Slowly started eating away and the doubt and self loathing, the self pity and hatred. Finally, give him the first step he needed to walk back into the light.\n\n\n\n\t~end of chapter~\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'><span class='font_title'>The Tellers Tales: Say Uncle Re:yiffed</span><br />Chapter 11: <span class='underline'>Rest and Progress</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class='align_center'>Chapter Theme: <a href=\"https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oc21g2MP2mo\" rel=\"nofollow\">Once upon a broken man</a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />\tThe world of sleep did its best, way into the early hours of the next day. The band of bedmates still slept soundly even as the city around them slowly started to bustle. The young human had to send more than a few people away when they had yet to wake up in the early hours of the morning. Jenny was the first one to wake. Yawning from under her own large floppy ear. Even her father had teased her a little about how her ears made her look like she was a fennec fox and not a wolf. Which would normally get him a puppy biting, and a dad humorously quipping that she was angry, oh, she was angry. Lifting her ear after a moment with one eye open. Looking at the twins sleeping under each of Anthony&#039;s arms. Naked, sure, but it was one of the first times Jen had not seen the twins doing something lewd, but wholesome. And Annie still slept, lovingly holding Anthony&#039;s head. Sharing with him dreams oh so sweet, to help his soul and mind ease back into real recovery. So it seemed to keep his mana flowing without real sleep. Anthony had Jerry-rigged his various power sources and classes together in a hodgepodge mess of short circuits, bypasses, workarounds, storage clusters, and other such clutter. It worked, sure, but it prevented his body from doing the natural healing it needed; the stuff that only goes on when you are out cold. So now Annie had just spent the entire night with the new handy helper in her head. Some combo of Truth Seer and her Mask mutating together. Together, she and the twins cleared the clutter, the slapdash, the patchwork, and the &lsquo;only a boy would do it that way&#039; things.<br />\tIt was all a gambit to replace a need for sleep, forcing his body to rely on magical or unnatural ways of regenerating itself. With Annie&#039;s new connection to him, she could be his replacement for sleep, his bridge to the Land of Dreams. Something that the demon jerk couldn&#039;t touch, so the old mess had to be cleared for real healing to actually happen. She had long since looked over the fortress her mate built in his head, to keep things out, sure, but by largely designed to keep something deep within. With many, many deep scars in its fortifications, she could scarcely imagine the wars he had fought here. It could not get to her even with a bridge, because it would have to win a war against Anthony first. A war that had clearly been going on for some great length of time, judging by the state of this mental fortress. That with her and the twins&#039; help was now stalemated indefinitely, when he had been holding out on nothing but piss, vinegar, and most certainly spite. The lambs you see were not just lying on him. They were acting as mana buffers using their own sleep to help infuse his mana, same as Annie had learned how. The twins naturally figured it out in under half an hour; truly, above all those lambs were magical prodigies just like their mother. Little Jenny had just been lying on him for moral support; nothing was yet magical about her save her hearing and her cuteness. But as he slept still, snoring, now silently, he looked so peaceful, though it brought out a big smile on her little face, that pup had a golden little smile. Truly, her little heart was gladdened to see that he seemed to finally be getting better. Annie was still working to help fix his head, as the twins had opted to work on restoring his mana channels. The lot of them had a light glow as this sleeping work took place. A place they now had access to at the edge of the Land of Dreams. The tangible mental fortress, a mindscape. A caster&#039;s head within the edge realm of the Land of Dreams. A place the twins had seen only in their own dreams. To reach this point, to awaken to this place, was to reach the level of their own mother; an Arch level caster.<br />\tSo she gave another yawn, once again losing control of her cuteness levels. Before, she would look over at the consequences of letting a still young male sleep so deeply. She couldn&#039;t remember the last time she had seen him with morning wood, or if she even had. Though that was also the moment she had an urge to give it a suckle; surely that would help him feel better as well. He always had a look on his face that sang of pleasure right when she had him in her mouth, right? It made her disproportional sized ears drop back behind her head, as those thoughts crept into her thoughts, a bright blush filling her cheeks. Giving a glance back to the others, feeling sheepish suddenly about the urge she told him, swore to him, she didn&#039;t have. She wanted to make sure they were not just faking it. But well, seems whatever it was they were doing was enveloping all of their attention. So she gave a mixed little whine as she glanced over. Remembered how it tasted the last time; made her subconsciously lick her lips. Found herself leaning forward as urges and biology got the better of her. No one would get mad at her &hellip; right? He had told her that whatever she wanted to do, he would go along with it, right?<br /><br /><br /><br />\tWithin the mindscape itself, Anthony was awash in a strange place. The mindscape had become more defined with the new soul corridor between him and Annie. Annie was still wrapped around his head, and the aura around him had finally returned to its normal blue. His mindscape was cleared by the girls of the madness and chaos he himself had built. The make do system he made himself to replace his need for sleep to restore his mana; it was a nightmare unwinding it, the girls had found. And Annie found a room of pure chaos. It was nothing but boxes within boxes within boxes within boxes, so on and so forth; like they had all been crammed into the back of a closet. Annie&#039;s eyes opened within the mindscape and looked at the lad under her. Looking normal for the first time since &hellip; well, ever. Deep scars left in his soul form slowly able to begin healing. The reason he was unable to sleep, she had found. He was always under assault here, by Iratum. He could not sleep because his mind could not do anything but defend on reflex alone. Then over to where the twins and even Gemini were. Organizing his classes, his skills, his sources of power and storage, and all his other goodies, which included his now five trophies. Allowing the spirit to make the connections properly from them to him, into and out of each other. Allowing the mana from his mind to fill each node and nodule properly. How it was supposed to work. Not the here goes nothing he had spent years building up for it to blow up in his face time and time again. Did boys never learn? &ldquo;Well, girls, how&#039;s it going over there?&rdquo; Annie looked over to them again. Her voice echoed out softly for a few seconds after she spoke.<br />\tMovements were delayed in this place. The blur of Aries&rsquo; movement came before the girl had even turned around to say. &ldquo;Looking good. We&#039;ve nearly got everything in place, or at least out of the place he had it crammed into. What a mess, we&#039;re so sorry, Annie. If we knew this is what he was going to do with all the warlock and magic stuff we taught him, we wouldn&#039;t have taught it to him.&rdquo;<br />\tA musical sound chimed out as Gemini had finished a task she had been working on. The spirit in this place was largely just a cloud of light without a solid form. &ldquo;Still can&#039;t understand you, Gem, but thanks for all your help. I think this was the entire point; hate to say it, but he needed this mess until now. Now we just have to teach him this way is better again.&rdquo; Annie would quip to said spirit. The twins and Gemini then began to deploy objects around the empty space that linked to his seemingly vast collection of things. Well, until they discovered there were synchronicities between them. Then the trio started to map a more optimized layout to max out the benefits he could gain, because he fucking deserved it. Even if both twins wouldn&#039;t have the nerve to admit that this had been a labor of love. And whatever the twins wanted, Gemini was more than happy to try to make happen. Slowly, as the girls did the work he, for whatever reason, was unable or unwilling to do. As his headspace finally lacked the clutter and chaos of the mess he built as a workaround. Now, with the girls&#039; help, it could be done right, and nothing outside of killing Annie could stop it from going right. Every piece the twins and the spirit set into place. Drained the aura from around the larger wolf. Who, thanks to Annie, was able to refill his aura via his mind&#039;s presence in the dream realm, the way it was supposed to. It was like rain from above was falling down into his aura after generations of drought. Once everything was set and FINALLY power was flowing out of him, into his mindscape, then flowing back into his soul form once returning to him from its investment trip.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;All set.&rdquo; The twins would then chirp. Accompanied by a chorus of chimes of &hellip; well, whatever it was Gemini was saying. The last pieces were finally set up like a chessboard laid out before him. The connections between classes. His wells were meant to store his power. The connections to his &#039;trophies&#039;, and how it seemed some of his classes flowed through each of them. The girls were magnifiers of his power once it flowed from them back to him. And now it was all finally working the right way, the way the gods had intended. &ldquo;He should be ready to wake up.&rdquo;<br />\tAnnie would give a quick nod before giving one last look around. Now he would be able to use his might without fear of an overlord or losing control. It had never been his lack of skill; it was him being a dummy about his head. How can you use magic or power with a broken mind? First, watching as the glow around the twins faded before they too vanished. Annie then gave his forehead a little kiss and told him the words softly.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class='align_center'>&ldquo;Time to wake up, sleepy head.&rdquo;</div><br /><br /><br /><br />\tBut what the four of them slowly woke up to. First, Annie&#039;s eyes opened. Followed by the twins. Then, after half a minute, Anthony&#039;s eyes opened; he, after only a few seconds of being awake, had to bite his lip to suppress a moan. His head rolled back as pleasure greeted him. As they were all soon watching, those big ears folded down on the back of her tiny head. Tattle tail wagging away, exposing how happy and excited she was. The pup was so lost in the act of trying to give a blow job with a little mouth and stroking what she could not get in with her soft hands; she didn&#039;t notice them waking. A flash of his green left eye let him hear the pup lost in her inner monologue. Some long winded run on sentence; hoping he was enjoying her efforts and that it would help him relax; hoping she wasn&#039;t or he wasn&#039;t for that matter going to get into trouble, that she just wanted to help him, that&#039;s all she wanted; she just wanted him to feel better, and this was all she figured would help. Though seems Annie couldn&#039;t help herself any longer. Broke the silence, sending Jenny&#039;s tail and ears up into the air in fright, an adorable yip in shock. &ldquo;Oooh, so that&#039;s what the tattle tail looks like. A little hard to see your own in the moment.&rdquo; The pup then tried to melt into his fur to hide. But given his fur was gray, and she was quickly becoming a brighter shade of light brown. Seemed like every day her pelt was picking up more of her mother&#039;s luster. Though she seemed, however sister like sister, she panicked a moment after. When her quick, trying to hide, sank his cock into her mouth, trapped his knot in her canines like her sister before her.<br />\tOnce again, the first oral knotting occurred because the sister was being a naughty girl. Anthony could only groan in delight as the pup tried in vain to free herself. Only ended up stroking his dick with all those teeth that lacked the might to break his skin. When those little lips couldn&#039;t let go and that soft little mouth gripping tight his shaft, How the head of his cock trapped in her throat was almost milked. If it was a Sin, then maybe he would need to learn to look the other way as well. She ended up making Anthony make a funny face before he came. Jenny gave a loud, soft yelp as at first the first shot painted the back of her throat, started filling her belly, and flowed back into her mouth. Anthony grunted softly as the nut was busted and the pup, like her sister before her. Had tied her mouth to the big red rocket blasting off all over her insides, once again, a fat knot stuck in little fangs. Though by rope, four her tattle tail had returned; and Anthony was surprised by the nursing he was getting again. Seems the switch had finally flipped, and once again the pup was lovingly nursing her milk from her new bottle. Little eyes closed, nearly falling asleep again. Just drinking down everything he was giving her. Hand gripping tight, his shaft stroking it a little. The smell of his cum dancing in her skull so thick and pungent, setting her female sense of smell on fire.<br />\tAnnie gave a soft laugh, then went over to pet her sister&#039;s head. Well, after the three bad influences let Anthony finish cumming and let the pup learn some cock worshiping skills. &ldquo;Oh, don&#039;t worry, little sis; I&#039;m surprised you lasted this long. I got mad at him once upon a time; I tried to cut him off after I was the one who started the naughty stuff. I lasted all of four days before it was too much, and I was sucking his dick and being his happy lap and cock warmer again. Drinking and taking all my cummies wherever he wanted to put them, because it just felt too good to give up being mad. And I was a very horny little pup who loved hiding the bone in my pussy. I became a golden ticket printer for niece fucking. Not even kidding, his dick spent more time in my cunt than it did in his sheath when we were little.&rdquo; By now, she had gotten out all the leftovers and was just nursing his cock head now, as she was more just running on instinct at the moment. So Ann freed her little sister with a turn and a tug. Also getting the pup&#039;s face painted with a few spurts. But before much longer after that, Jenny was letting out a certain little whine as the potent leftovers gave her something nice yet pungent to smell. And her nose was dancing with yet more primal sensations and feelings, running so hard and fast; her poor mind was still just unable to process them all that well.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tSo as Anthony sat up cock was still hard, still ready to go. Each of the three others looked at one another; each one had guilty as sin written on their foreheads. But Annie was the one to assert her authority. &ldquo;Hey, that dick was mine first. So it loads my pussy first. Want a problem about it, then fight me.&rdquo; So first, she straddled him. Cunt pressing his cock to his chest. The girl gave him some loving kisses for a moment, stroking his length with her pussy. Anthony, who could never tell her no once she got into this mood, kissed her back, arms outstretched to take her. Hands pawing at her body, cupping her breast, grabbing her ass. Finally, the girl gave him what they both wanted; Her hands took hold of his dick, and promptly she sat herself all the way down onto his knot, still swollen from her sister&#039;s loving suckles. &ldquo;Ummmm ooh my big guy; your dick knows just how I want to be stretched out. Though I did teach it where and how hard to stretch.&rdquo; Annie told him as she went on her usual pins and needles from a mini orgasm. Cunt now gripping on him tight, possessively, keeping him inside her. &ldquo;Is that the trick to having good sex? Sticking to one partner and teaching the other how to make you see stars?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Well, you know me; I aim to please. Also got a dick that loves the fact my niece always wanted to play hide the cock from mommy.&rdquo; Anthony told her, letting out a groan. The girl&#039;s face was a bit priceless as she got a little invested in squeezing down on him. &ldquo;That being said, I&#039;m not sure our human friends would agree to the fact. That my underage first count, niece second count, seems to know oh so well how to pleasure her uncle&#039;s dick with her pussy; strike three. Or that is tiny pussy here loves being a cunny cock holder; that will always submit to incest. Do I hear five? Let&#039;s be clear, Ann, just because I let you claw into my lap, doesn&#039;t mean I&#039;m in the clear. You don&#039;t have to defend me on this &hellip; I could have stopped it. That&#039;s all that matters at the end of the story or the case.&rdquo; That made her giggle a moment, then sigh sadly. Before she decided she wanted to nip his neck. Then started riding him, changing how and what he was thinking. Letting out some moans as she went to her pleasurable task of satisfying her mate. Anthony lying back to let the twins lavish him with kisses and to grab their asses; stick a few fingers in holes. Even Jenny surprised him when she mustered enough courage to offer him a real kiss. First, he did offer her a cute little peck on the lips. But when she shook her head, no went in for another kiss, this time a needy little blush on her cheeks, tongue ever so slightly stuck out. So he reached up to her when she leaned over his head. Managed to give that pup a real kiss; Letting her tongue try in vain to wrestle with his. Before long, the pup was whimpering softly as he was more or less licking the inside of her mouth. Licking her tongue to the floor of her mouth, licking her teeth, the black of her throat. Like he had found a new flavor, and he had to memorize it. Leaving the little pup more than a little flustered when he pulled away. Petting those big ears on her head, enjoying that look on her face. A flustered, horny, confused, needy, almost pleading kinda thing. But &hellip; he was not ready to cross that line just yet. It would still be cruel to leave her wanting. So, leaving Annie to worship his dick as she loved to do. For a moment, he reached up to Jenny&#039;s little cunny. Gave it a few strokes to test the waters. She would gasp, and her ears would go limp. But she would push her little pussy back to his hand after her startlement made her hop away. Where, for a short time, he would have two fingers dig into her tiny pussy, his thumb bullying her tender little joy buzzer. Enjoying the cute visage of the pup moaning softly as he rubbed. Clenching her tiny fist tightly to her chest when the feelings started to get powerful. So a hand would hook around her butt, and the pup would be collected. Braced and kissed by her older sister. As Anthony licked his lips, he licked his way into that little flower. Decided maybe he could just go with it once again. After all, indulging in forbidden fruits so far had proven to make his dark side easier to control and deal with.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tJenny&#039;s little legs wrapped around his head as he feasted on her little fruit. The pup moaned loudly into her sister&#039;s kiss. As Anthony was now doing his best to lick his way to the tender little prize. Once he found the entrance of that little womb, still blocked off by her little cherry. First, the pup&#039;s eyes bugged open. Moaned loudly as Ann knew what was coming and grabbed both her sisters&#039; little hands. He did this to her once, the first time he realized his tongue could finally reach it. Annie, who was restraining her little sister, was still managing to fuck her pussy with his big cock. As Anthony was now licking into her, tongue tormenting with endless licking of her little cherry. Anthony just licked and lapped away as her cunny, as her legs would at random go stiff before going back to helplessly flailing behind his hand. Moaning loudly, she sang to him her little song of pleasure. As he enjoyed stimulating her little separation with his ceaseless licks. Jenny could no longer speak, no longer protest. Just moan loudly as she lay against the sister, keeping her arms from flailing around. As Anthony let himself get lost in dining on the forbidden fruit of the pup&#039;s pussy; holding her by the waist to make sure she could not do something to take the pleasurable task of cherry picking away from his cock. Until the first moan would hic into her throat, then the second. The limbs that were trying to flail were slowly starting to go limp. By now, Anthony had pushed his mouth to her entire pubic mound. Just started sucking on it, lips bullying her clit mercilessly. Her voice, her moans would hiccup four more times. As thick and sweet as honey. Before, she would just loudly start crying out. Cumming into a powerful orgasm, which would get Anthony a reward, as the pup would give him a few squirts, as she even managed to spay just a little bit. Still sucking on her pussy hard as he continued to torment her hymen with endless licks that by now left it tingling and sensitive as it was defenseless to do anything but accept its molestation. But after she had gone limp, moaning softly, he was still feasting as he enjoyed giving Jenny another powerful orgasm. The twins would point over to the wall, where they would see his shadow once more getting deeper and darker. But that was part of the balancing act. They had set up the system now. Now he had to possess equal parts light based energy, neutral energies being his mana, and the new light source coming in from Annie, via the new soul corridor. You didn&#039;t have to like it, hell, you could have hated it for all they cared. But this was from this point on going to have to be a point of care for Anthony. Demonic energies could only be regained via Sin, and his life continuing was going to demand that he have this energy. But then, after retreating from her, lips wrapping around her clit and sucking it hard enough to pluck it from its hidey hole again, promptly passed the little pup to the twins. &ldquo;Twins, be nice about it, but help my little darling here see some stars. She needs more cummies than I did.&rdquo; Anthony told them, looking at the twins, who gave a nod. The two descended on her, though nicely as ordered. Soon Sally was kissing her, as Arie was doing some tender exploring. Licking her way into the pup&#039;s young flower. Grabbing hold of her thighs to stop her from pulling away from the pussy eating she was getting. They had, after all, just been given orders from their Master.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tThough once the focus shifted back to Annie atop of Anthony. The two young lovers were nearly entwined, both pumping into one another. Kissing, pawing at each other, and pumping into each other&#039;s throats. Both gasping and moaning. &ldquo;I&#039;m pretty sure I need that knot in me. My cunny is so shy without its best friend hugging it tightly.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;I&#039;m sure I was going to stuff it in like it or not. Seeing as I never get any fight from you about it.&rdquo; Anthony told her, his blood now boiling, but she always knew how to rile him up, setting his blood on fire with her soft, needy, pleading little whines and whimpers. Humping him harder and faster, clenching down on him with a death grip. Nose buried in his ear, giving him the needy little whines that always got him drunk. So it lasted a few minutes or so longer before Annie managed to stuff that swollen knot into her. And Anthony was groaning aloud, Annie grinning ear to ear; As he was painting her insides white, and she wasn&#039;t planning on going anywhere just yet. She might just insist on a second or third coat.<br />\t&ldquo;Ooh fuck yeah; You know me, big guy, fill me up. Oooh, that&#039;s right, big boy, mommy&#039;s insides need some painting. Mommy&#039;s not going anywhere, big boy; take your time filling her up. Does it feel good, Uncle A? Fuck you&#039;re making me feel wonderful.&rdquo; Annie told him as she opted to lie down on him, still humping her cunt against his cock. Stroking his girth as she squeezed down on it. To make and milk his climax oh so much better for him, because frankly, she was always happiest with him buried in her cunt. Her own tail was wagging away and letting their tie be exposed. As his nuts did what they do and were still pumping her full. Pussy still greedily clutching onto the big red rocket, she enjoyed letting blast off inside her. As a sudden shuffling of the curtains exposed the sound going on in what would be the living quarters. Both wolves shuddered when the sounds mixed. Anthony&#039;s nuts still clenching, still pumping her full, The fertile assault would not stop. And Annie&#039;s womb sucking up each drop, loving on the head of his cock like the two organs were making out. Hips refusing to stop the humping and pumping. A large, heavily swollen knot proudly plugged her up, her lips clutching it tightly like a jealously guarded trophy of her own. None of the parts involved in the ongoing through cream pieing would be bothered to stop.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;I cannot allow you to disturb them; I have orders. The magic will punish me if I allow him to be disturbed.&rdquo; Alice was heard explaining.<br />\t&ldquo;And I am sorry in advance, miss, but this is urgent. Anthony has to be told!&rdquo; It was Samuel who was talking. The young human count then opened the curtains. And oh, what a sight. As Anthony was tied to his niece, still pumping her full of cum, both wolves were still rutting and grinding into each other for a moment longer, unable to stop themselves despite the sudden interruption. Annie&#039;s tail refused to sit to hide the pairing. Unable to get her hips to obey and stop humping, her soft inner walls would never dare to stop gripping and milking, worshiping his shaft. As his nuts would clench, his dick would throb; and Annie would moan softly as more cum did its dirty duty to her womb. The young one had her legs in the air, moaning her lungs out. As the twins were helping the young pup cum her little brains out. Arie licking out her cunny, Sally sucking her clit hard. The count&#039;s jaw was left hanging, and the young mage&#039;s face was fully flushed red. Until the rune on her chest started to glow, and she walked away for a moment, clutching her chest. &ldquo;I &hellip; my &hellip; Oooh dear.&rdquo; Annie was suddenly in a state of panic and was hiding in Anthony&#039;s fur; unlike her sister, she was nearly able to hide. But her ass in the air tied on a knot far too big to force out; Tail still happily wagging away, pussy betraying her and still humping. Still doing the thing a cock and a cunt are meant to do to one another, just not to one so related. He was still cumming, he clearly wasn&#039;t about to stop, and her cunny was just happily drinking its sticky goodness. Jenny finally finished singing her own little song, for Sally to push her sister&#039;s shoulder suddenly like a deer in the headlights. As moments went on, and the shock finally started to subside, and well Anthony finally stopped cumming. Even if they kept stirring their parts together.<br />\t&ldquo;I sure hope this is important. Come in, sit down, Alice, close the curtains.&rdquo; Anthony instructed, allowing some of his anger to slip through with a sudden wave of very heavy pressure &hellip; mainly to calm Annie down, she was nearly in a state of panic attack. The man followed instructions, unable to look away from the pairing before him. Annie&#039;s now puffy lips greedily clutching the knot, bulging out of her entrance. The occasional side profile letting him see the large member knotted inside the young girl. &ldquo;Well, Sam, are we going to have a problem? Because yes, your eyes do not lie. I am fucking and intending to breed, at her will, mind you; my underage niece. Yes, I am knotted inside of and just finished filling in my niece&#039;s pussy with extremely thick, highly fertile cum. She loved every fucking second of it; so did I. No, it won&#039;t stop, it will never stop. I have a very horny girl here, and I love scratching all her inside itches for her with my dick. If I want to fuck her, she will give it to me without a second thought. If she wants to ride my cock, I will never tell her no. We don&#039;t care if that bothers you; it&#039;s not going to stop. I will fuck her silly if I damn so well choose. Knowing all that, let me ask again: do we have a problem here?&rdquo; He asked, now stroking Annie&#039;s back to help ease her down. A panic attack started making the girl tremble head to toe. So he caressed her back and held her close to offer her a feeling of safety. Pumping himself into her now as a form of calming her rampant panic.<br />\t&ldquo;Well &hellip; Uh.&rdquo; The man stopped a moment; he was obviously uneasy. Even in her panic, one thing was clear: her pussy had more say than her brain did. Even though she was panicking and in fear, that pussy still had her hips humping that big cock it was greedily keeping for itself. &ldquo;Incest &hellip; isn&#039;t against any law &hellip; that I am aware of. And the nobility does do worse things &hellip; to unwilling &hellip; strangers. Even my own father eagerly and daily used our female slaves for carnal pleasure. Though, um, beg pardon; but how can you &hellip; uh &hellip; well, uh use so freely in your niece? Surely the furs are not so biologically different that issues would not arise from seriously putting your puppies in her?&rdquo; Though it was easy to tell he was uneasy about it, he was only human after all. Though his willingness to talk helped ease Annie from her panic. Now she was bashfully trying to hide her face from the man whom, days ago, she was teaching to use a sword. Had just watched her finish taking a hot, fresh load of incest into her oven. From her uncle&#039;s other sword. With no way to hide the fact that, yup, Anthony was buried inside that little pussy. With a tail that apparently was proud to show the world what had gotten into her. And a cunny that didn&#039;t want to stop riding. Her entrance was clutching her prize greedily.<br />\t&ldquo;You don&#039;t know too much about us, then.&rdquo; Anthony told him, trying to help ease the tension, if only for his mate&rsquo;s sake. &ldquo;Until the age of around twelve to fifteen for boys and from sixteen to eighteen for girls. Furs can&#039;t get knocked up or do any knocking. There is not one chance of accidental pregnancies until the females&#039; first heat cycle.&rdquo; Sam gave a nod and an &#039;ah&#039;. But Annie was finally able to speak.<br />\t&ldquo;That also leads to the problem.&rdquo; Annie told him, finally finding her nerve again, after it had hidden in Anthony&#039;s head. &ldquo;Young female furs are, in essence, free sex. I have never once felt a need or even desire to make him pull out; I uh, Him going off in me, is my favorite part; it&#039;s not good sex if I don&#039;t end up sticky. He has cum in me more than I bet you have in your wife. And yet I&#039;m still just wanting to be a mommy despite the pussy full &hellip; that I just got. Why do you think so many of us are taken as sex slaves? Young boys can&#039;t put any babies in bellies; how many older rich women would love a young stud they could hide? Biological differences are too much in most species, from humans to fur to begin with. It&#039;s why slavers like her take such a fancy to us; how many men can one girl service in one day? When you don&#039;t need to fear any baby being put in your merchandise? Just charge a high fee to do whatever to her, and force her to accept vaginal, oral, anal, multiple cocks in one hole. Female furs stretch a hell of a lot more than your human girls can. So we can adjust and stretch around our males &hellip; uh, girth. That can be ruined, however, by repeated use from different cocks, though; it will eventually ruin sex for us female furs. Kills everything inside you that makes it feel good because it&rsquo;s been forced to accommodate too many girthy rods.&rdquo; Though she did say that rather coldly, too, forcing Anthony to pet her again, her emotions shifting too much now. Though she wasn&#039;t even aware she held such hatred for anything, having it slip out shocked her the most. Though she also quickly realized she got that information from Anthony, not even her own mind. Yet it angered her as if it had been her own memories.<br />\t&ldquo;And we both know Potion technology has come far. Those potions that were once called snake oil at first; they actually work now. I&#039;ve seen it first hand.&rdquo; Anthony informed the man, leading even Annie to perk up. It was that moment of sudden hope that made her clench down tighter than before, made him bite his lip nearly to the point of breaking the flesh. Anthony looks down at Ann, giving her ears a pet. &ldquo;You might be amazed to hear. That the various Rabbit and Bunny kin are not compatible with humans. Your pregnancies take nine months; theirs are four. Healers were amazed when they found that it was a bigger issue than it would seem, going both ways; human to rabbit or rabbit to human. They develop too fast, humans too slow. So once upon a time, I was hired to gather the materials for this new version of the potion; it had been passed on to me via a contact of mine, who knew I was idly looking into such things. What said contact didn&#039;t know was that it was for at least three obvious reasons.&rdquo; Anthony told them, which promptly flushed over all three girls in question. Even gaining the twins&#039; attention, this was one of his adventures that even they did not seem to know of. Seeing as wolves and sheep were also an unheard of successful pairing. They also had boasted of wanting gray woolen half-kind babies, but that would mean he wanted them long since this point in time. Now, these emotions and feelings that were new to the lambs. Honest love, not lust; that was soil the twins almost feared to tread. &ldquo;The young daughter of a wealthy merchant, a lop eared rabbit morph, wanted to be wed to the young knight who saved her life. Her father forbade it as, by their tradition, children are a must in the union; failing to be able to put babies in her belly. Most rabbit and bunny kind parents would not consider such a mate for their child, would forbid it, in fact. The knight was wounded in saving her life and could not get them himself; Her father had wanted her wed by week&#039;s end. She had dragged her feet for years by this point, you see; his frustrations were warranted. Given that she had rejected forty suitors, her parents had arranged for her to meet over the course of three years. She was a part of a new wave of younger rabbits and bunnies. Those who wanted to wed for love, not just to reproduce, I can&#039;t blame them. So through a mutual acquaintance, I was summoned, as the doomed happy couple was given an ultimatum. Knock her up or get the hell out. So I went to the nest of a cockatrice and had a hell of a time gathering the herbs; from the one spot they grew on that island they lived on; and on this side of the planet, by the way. Won the day, gathered the herbs. The potion was made I and another mage were able to confirm the effects were stable. Her father would allow a wedding in four months if she indeed bore at least one babe from his taking his daughter that night. The night of her first heat, when her oven was ready and waiting for buns, pun intended. If the potion failed and she did not conceive, her parents had a male in waiting to have her instead, and this time, there would be no wiggling out of it. She would lie down with that rabbit, and she would bear all of his children. Yes, the rabbits take children that seriously; she was ready to breed but refused to take a mate. If we agree with it or not does not matter; It&#039;s a severe taboo for them.&rdquo; Anthony paused to look at the count to gauge him. Then to Annie, who had hopeful eyes. &ldquo;I was invited to stay that night, and the bunny got the man she loved. And four months later, sure enough, she gave birth to the first half rabbits; now they&#039;re everywhere. That was six and a half years ago. Seems a lot of humans had their eye or member already in, a bunny of their own; Word spread. The cubs bear human bodies save for ears, nose, tails, and legs below the knee; and so far it seems a sixty forty chance they are born with human hands over more morph looking hands. If the potion had the power to breed an entirely new species into existence, from two so biologically incompatible that beforehand it was impossible unheard of. And has been improved since then.&rdquo; Anthony told them, then pausing to lie back a moment, forcing Annie to moan loudly for obvious reasons, she still wouldn&#039;t get off of it even if company wasn&#039;t here. Dragged his bag over, and from a pocket hidden in the main space produced a small scroll. And presented an extremely rare, but suddenly heart warming gift to his three girls. They had given and had since sent him three more updated copies he would hand over. &ldquo;I have no reason to believe it can&#039;t overcome something as mundane as, yes, the girl my cock was eagerly encouraged to bury and cum inside of. The girl who wanted me to claim her as my mate is my brother&#039;s firstborn; I confess that truth. Or that this big bad wolf succeeded in making off with two lambs from the flock, who now eagerly rode my cock. I have no interest in a female that don&#039;t want me.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;And so you know. I was the one who started the naughty stuff. I can feel you judging him. He&#039;s not the pervert here, I am; He is my good BIG enabler and only that.&rdquo; Annie told him, suddenly feeling an urge to protect him from judgment. Though having someone defend his honor gave him a feeling he was not used to. &ldquo;He was a total gentleman and a normal uncle, even if he was broken, and I wanted to fix him. Until I offered the cookie up on a golden platter, he was normal. Only once he touched me, and he panicked the moment I noticed, apologized, and never did it again. So stop judging him. It&#039;s not because I&#039;m younger than him, it&#039;s because of real love.&rdquo;<br />\t<br />\t&ldquo;I understand. Rest assured, I am not offended; as I suspect all species have their own things. Seems I may not be as well traveled as I have boasted, and I do find a bit of shame in finding out that flaw in me. If I were not at least open minded, would I have joined the company of a predator with my entire family, newborn included, no less? Even my wife feared I had gone mad in desperation, but I am the head of this household. It was my choice to make.&rdquo; Sam told them, allowing the pup to let out a breath she did not even realize she had been holding. &ldquo;I will not judge you for yours, no matter how it makes me personally feel. Given mine has the potency for delving into slavery.&rdquo; Sam did give Alice a bit of a scowl, who did sheepishly glance away, but he did slip back into character a second after. &ldquo;Sir, I already know that you are a Disaster Lord. Frankly, I am still at the point, I am so thankful to god that you are a savior and not a monster despite all odds.&rdquo; Which would not be lost on Anthony as he would see Alice saying with held breath that she couldn&#039;t believe her brother was the reason. And his statement would finally get Annie to stop shuddering under her fur against Anthony. &ldquo;Rest assured, incest is the least of the things you need to fear getting out. And I swear on my life I shall not be the one who will tell them anything you don&#039;t want everyone knowing. If Annie wants to be your wife, and you would have her, if you can beat the biological issues, so be it, I don&#039;t care. All I want in turn is what you have already offered; for my family to prosper. Call me greedy, but tis the duty of every man to provide for his family. To do so, I will be as greedy as I damn well have to be. I will even cozy up to a devil, it seems.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;And you shall have it. As much land as your family can take. Goes for the Palemoon&#039;s as well, girls.&rdquo; Anthony assured him. Annie let out a final sigh of relief as her worries melted away. Though she was still stuck in her favorite spot, she couldn&#039;t have helped suddenly being sick with worry. But now that she was better, the drama was past, the happy good girl was once more bouncing herself onto the toy tied inside her. &ldquo;So my niece&#039;s cunt stuck on my cock, belly full of my cum aside and still horny; why are you here?&rdquo; Anthony would finally ask, as a blushing Jenny would return to his side, sheepish about only moments ago having stopped moaning, to be fair, it had been a long orgasm. The twins joined as well, with Arie wiping her mouth of the little pup&#039;s tasty juices.<br />\t&ldquo;I&#039;m sorry to be the bearer of bad tidings.&rdquo; The count started, as Sam went on to say, after leaning forward and clasping his hands together. &ldquo;When neither you nor the twins could be located this morning, a message was delivered to me. Uh ... &hellip; The civil war has started with a bang. The Lord Governor Palemoon begs we hold our current position for a few days; we are officially expecting refugees. I have the sinking suspicion that yesterday had greater side effects than we feared; thus why interacting with the Game Masters is usually illegal.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;What? From where? What has happened to our parents? WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR HOME!&rdquo; The twins demanded to know in an angry mirror of their usual tone. Fear laced behind the anger so closely.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;Please, my ladies, I beg you not to hurt the messenger. The news of the morn is grave.&rdquo; Samuel told them as he then paused, the twins&#039; faces darkened, and Anthony&#039;s face hid fear very well. Held his breath a moment, unsure how to even start, but with a ragged sigh, he finally spat out. In a confession that sucked all the joy out of the room. &ldquo;Leudinsberg &hellip; has been destroyed; it was struck by demonic siege magic in the late hours of the night last night. A demonic force was suddenly on their doorstep, it seems. I &hellip; I fear &hellip; that we may have &hellip;&rdquo; He paused, unable to finish that thought. &ldquo;By god not one soul was lost due to your mother&#039;s masterful warding spells; but the magic power required to do so was suddenly so terrible and so fast, that it &hellip; has left &hellip; &hellip;. &hellip; your mother t&hellip; the Lady &hellip; pay &hellip; P P P, Palemoon &hellip; in a coma. She has not woken since the attack began.&rdquo; The twins&#039; arms went limp, just swung down to their sides, jaws hung limp. A bombshell so devastating, it blew their entire &#039;stick&#039; away. &ldquo;Your father has entrusted you with the refugees and as much as he could spare in the way of supplies. He pleads to you, his daughters, shepherd your people for him. He takes everything he has left in the way of military with him. Anthony the Ram has sent word that he is sorry, but his ability to see to your supply needs will need to wait. His stronghold has been destroyed, and his wife has been harmed. As a man, I do not blame him at all; he is going to war, and said something about getting his old horn sharpener out again. Seems another if an inferior plague lord has replaced the one whom lost some battle, I have no knowledge of. I was told you would understand, however. I was told to give you, Anthony, this message word for word. Something has changed, and suddenly. The fiend has been replaced, and the new one makes aggressive moves. It no longer wars from the shadows, armies of demons are on the march. And the orders have been alerted. That he has received word, Your Master&#039;s latest mission has been completed, and he is now on his way to the new front lines. War finally now falls upon the West.&rdquo;<br />\tThe twins were awash for a moment, shaken by the bombshell. Arms dangling limply at their sides, mouths hung open. Faces torn between fear, rage, grief, terror, and despair. &ldquo;Their mother?&rdquo; Anthony asked when the twins could not bring themselves to say a word.<br />\t&ldquo;She is on her way with the refugees.&rdquo; Sam informed them. &ldquo;Lord Scott has faith that the Druid Hue Highmountian is more than capable of saving his wife. Though he passes on his regrets on dropping this duty on your companion, he assures him he looks forward to repaying him for this kindness; and thanks and begs him in advance.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;The way you speak, Scott was here, wasn&#039;t he?&rdquo; Anthony asked as by now fear consumed their hearts; the twins were now sobbing out of distress for their mother, for the destruction of the place that had been their home. The place of their childhood was just gone, and their mother&#039;s mind was trapped in the Boundary Halls because of her heroics.<br />\t&ldquo;He was,&rdquo; Sam informed him. &ldquo;I have had the honor to meet him several times before. I have never seen that man so enraged; He spoke, but he was so quiet. His words wore calm like a mask, but rage was bubbling and boiling inside. Though he did say he was sure you&#039;d want to turn back. He begs you, &#039;Keep going, son.&#039; He wants his people, his wife, and his daughters as far from this war as possible. That you are the singular stronghold that he has left. In which to keep his most precious treasures safe in, and he seemed to take great pride in stating that. No offense, ladies, but I do get the feeling the man has always wanted a son. Seems you two may have, in a strange way, given current events. You may have brought him the very son he always desired. That was how I felt his words held; it felt to me like he was boasting of his boy. The way his words held you, Anthony, one would think he&#039;d sired you himself. Then he vanished right before my eyes. I blinked and he was just gone.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;That would be the Blink ability.&rdquo; Anthony informed him. A strange sorta calm settling over him. &ldquo;It&#039;s one of the very few non magical ways to teleport. Man is ever the fanboy of it. Word has it that ability was created by an other worlder.&rdquo; Anthony then hummed for a moment. Part of him was furious, which made the demon within proud. That man was a father to him, that woman a mother, those lambs nearly sisters and lovers; that city had been his home for many years. And his power could turn the tide in an instant. Should &hellip; should he go back?<br />\tBut then Annie gave him a pat. &ldquo;Hey, no thinking about any of that. Sure, a Disaster Lord would win a war hands down, case closed. Outsiders would stand no chance before you. Then he would have to face the rest of the world when that fact got out. Scott is right; he has this. What we need to do is keep his people safe. Keep our people safe. And to do that, we need a stronghold, like the one Scott has just lost. Once we have a real power base, then we can come back and fight a war that won&#039;t require you to mix with monsters again. Remember, you need to become a full knight.&rdquo;<br />\tAnthony gave a nod, let out a sigh, and gave his little rock a tight hug. &ldquo;You&#039;re right. God Ann, I&#039;m so glad I have you.&rdquo; He then looked to Sam, who still seemed a bit uneasy about the tied pair before him; incest was still a thing humans held highly taboo for extremely justified reasons, mind you. Sure, the world lacked tech but had magic; these issues were discovered by healers many, many ages ago. &ldquo;Did he give a time frame for the arrival of the refugees?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Yes, he said they should meet us in four days; they do have an armed escort.&rdquo; Sam would inform Anthony, who would nod in turn. &ldquo;But he did say he will need them to return once they have delivered the refugees. And apologizes that he must tax yet not reinforce your military further than it already is.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;It&#039;s fine, man gave me a home when I had none, a family when I was alone. Hell, let me take his daughters on a golden platter when he could have used them as all others in his position do; he knew girls. Every damn time we had sex, he knew. Yet still let me make off with his angels; like a damn thief in the night, I may as well have robbed the man. Gave me an easy job that he paid me way too much for, while I was fucking his children.&rdquo; Anthony told Sam. &ldquo;I&#039;ve always expected the bill would finally come due with Arie and Sally, the same way it did with Annie. I owe that man the world; for now, I literally have taken his entire world away from him. With the intent of only taking it farther and farther away from him; &hellip; &hellip; I really am a monster. How can I call myself a son?!? I&#039;m FUCKING WORTHLESS!&rdquo; Sam sighed. This would not be fun; he crashed into grief. Tears flowed down his face. His statement made all the girls jump and hold him tight. It took a few moments before they picked his ego and pride back up off the floor again. Took longer than it felt for the girls to once again convince him he was not a monster. No matter what was going on under the hood, he was not a monster, and nothing Iratum had told him was true, none of it. They may not have used those words, but that was the meaning they conveyed to him. It was a moment that let Sam see that, ahh, so it&#039;s not just about sex. It wasn&#039;t even a species thing as he had thought; it was something unique, maybe to anything above the demon lord level, maybe because he was refusing normal programming, maybe? It was a support system, and a badly needed one, given how quickly and how deeply the young lad had suddenly crashed and bottomed out. &ldquo;Alright, have everyone gather up in a few hours; they deserve to know. I wouldn&#039;t doubt that most of them lived in that city their entire lives. Generations, entire families and clans, just lost the only home they ever knew; they have a right to know.&rdquo; To which Sam gave a nod.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tSam excused himself shortly after to go spread the word and make arrangements. And that bombshell had taken the wind out of their sails. The lambs clung to Anthony as they tried to calm themselves, trembling, cowering in fear. They no longer felt safe, and the bold, brash sluts were replaced with what they really were. Scared tiny frame girls putting up a brave face and a strong front. Clinging to this wolf who had long since become their safety blanket. He&#039;d not seen this side of them since well, since he met them. They slept on him the same way that night, well after all the teasing and the sex, and finished. They showed up on his doorstep that first night. Skittish, scared, trembling head to hoof, with their trembling heart breaking request of, &#039;will you make us feel safe, please?&#039; He&#039;d not see this fear on their faces since that first night; In a way, he felt like he had failed to protect them, yet again. Though this time he was unable to hide those painful thoughts rolling down his back, from his emotional support pup, who quickly gave him a comforting, reassuring hug. He had an arm around both of them, giving them a comforting squeeze. Annie was in no real rush to get herself unknotted. Still sat in his lap, Anthony was still getting squeezed and milked inside her belly. More than content to be a part of this big group hug. They stayed this way for a moment until the lambs were able to pull it back together. The crew then decided to go out into the living room. The lambs scamper to find some spots on the couch thing, then pull up some magical fields to start checking their stuff. Anthony carried Annie over, her ass plaping against him with each step; the girl letting an over dramatized moan, going as far as to be a little silly. Went on to him about how mean he was being, that he was bullying her pussy with his great big dick. As Anthony finally got himself seated. And Annie wiggled around on his dick to get herself nice and settled. Nestling his dick in her favorite spot to have it stabbed into. Then, laid against him, rested her head on his shoulder, and continued to be the greedy little pup, hiding the bone in her pussy so no one else could play with it. Jenny proceeded to hop up onto Anthony&#039;s back. So the pup could for a moment play mountain climber to give him a cute little kiss on his cheek; the group sharing a momentary group hug, to help calm the lambs again. It had been some time since he needed coffee, not to keep himself going but to wake himself back up. Though he did hear Hue humming nearby. So he looked back over to Jenny, who had taken a seat near him. &ldquo;Sweetheart, mind pestering Hue for some coffee for me? Tell him Uncle A is being a big baby or something, and he needs a lot.&rdquo; She gave a nod and a cute little giggle.<br />\t&ldquo;Feeling any better? You must be, it&#039;s the first time I&#039;ve not heard you hiding anything bad from us.&rdquo; Jenny told him with a cute little smile. Promptly giving him a big kiss on the cheek. Anthony raised a hand to scratch under her chin and played with the thunder leg for a moment. And a few seconds later, she was out the door. Despite her, Anthony&#039;s knot had shrunk down to a point where it could be removed from Annie. But she didn&#039;t want to.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tAnnie gave him a pout and the puppy dog eyes. But Anthony gave her backside a swat. &ldquo;Come on, love; got to learn to share with the other girls. Frankly, I think I could go for some lamb chops about now. Perhaps they need a confidence injection.&rdquo; Annie smirked and, for a second, was beaten by a laugh, snidely quipping &#039;confidence?&#039; at him. She giggled a moment, shook her head; well, he was her big dork, so. She promptly decided she wanted to bite him first. Annie was probably the only person on this planet Anthony would allow their fangs to get to his neck. As she did her in vain best to try and bite down, perhaps leave some claiming marks of her own. But she was still only gnawing and frankly getting closer to a hickey than breaking his skin. As she proceeded to pull herself up off his cock. Licking the underside of his jaw, once she pulled away. Anthony, with a shudder, licked at her tongue before it pulled away from him, and he would snap for it. The human girl left a little shell shocked at the size of the monster, to the human that was, that Anthony was hauling around. Standing before him, her clothes had no obligation to hide her bits. Oh, his big red rocket stretched from her cunt to her tits; to her, he was massive. She had seen her father&#039;s cock so openly using their slaves, but her father was hung like a little boy compared to this wolf. Not saying that the man was small, just seems there were big differences between species, her family never bothered to tell her about.<br />\tAnnie gave a grin; she almost liked that look on her face, then walked over to Alice. Indulging in some petting of her own, magic stopped her from interfering with Annie. &ldquo;Want to give it a ride? Maybe you would enjoy giving it a suckle? Want to know what wolf cum tastes like? It&#039;s good you know. It&#039;s pungent and sticky; it just gets right up into your nose.&rdquo; The girl moaned as Annie rubbed her pussy, thumbed her clit; and let a few fingers prob her unopened flower.<br />\t&ldquo;Uh &hellip; no, thank you, please.&rdquo; Alice quickly and as politely as she could. Though all she was allowed to do was stand there, moan, and let her pussy be pet.<br />\tBut it was Anthony who rather quickly shut that down. &ldquo;Ann, I have no interest in a female who doesn&#039;t want me, remember. Leave her alone, unless you have a task for her; she&#039;s decorative. I&#039;m the one who gets to pet her; she&#039;s my pet.&rdquo; Ann gave a sigh and a nod, and Alice looked slightly relieved. Though her eyes did then wander back to the cock, hard, red, tempting, and was easily thicker than her arm. What &hellip; what would having such a thing inside you, even feel like, would thunder in the back of her thoughts. &ldquo;Sometimes, if you leave it be, you do get better results. You get more flies with honey than with salt. And temptation is its own curse; leave her to long for it long enough, and before long I&#039;ll have that pussy also on my dick, I&#039;m sure.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tThough by this point, Arie had wandered over and was servicing his shaft. The lamb made happy sounds as she slid him down into her throat, her lips meeting his knot. Sally making the man lean back so as to make out with him. Arie&#039;s hands soon cradled his sack. Soon, even choking herself to keep him buried a moment longer. Then she pulls herself up and off his dick, Sally still swapping saliva, trying to wrestle his tongue with her own, and losing gladly. Arie then, sliding her own slender legs under the wolf&#039;s, willingly pinned herself under him. Then, assuming a jack-o kinda pose and giving her yips a wag. A soft field of pink in a sea of muted white, bordered by the soft regrowth of black wool; what a sight to behold. A target too tempting for his cock to resist stinking into a good bullseye. The lamb looks back and gives him a horny little gremlin kinda grin. Her twin then took his shaft and aimed it for her sister, to proceed to sink herself down on him. Moaning loudly as she crammed him into her. The lambs always saw stars when he pushed in; the stretching, oh, they had to stretch so much to let him fit in.<br />\t&ldquo;Fuuuck.&rdquo; Anthony couldn&#039;t help but let out as the lamb gripped him like a vise. Arie opted the sit up a moment, let herself lie against him. For a moment, she wrapped her arms around his neck.<br />\t&ldquo;Remember, Anthony, Annie, and Jenny aren&#039;t the only ones who care about you. Just because we&#039;re not apparently in your head now, which no fair, we want to get into the club too. We&#039;ll still support you in any way we can. It&#039;s why we molded our entire path around following you. If you need a hug, we&#039;ll hold you. If you want to fuck we&#039;ll let you pick the hole and bend us over.&rdquo; The lamb told him, being as comforting as she could. For once, she let him see a look of concern as she held him. Squeezing him in more than one way, it was comforting, he found. So comforting, so stress reducing, anxiety relieving&hellip; Ok, now he was just back with his mind in her cunt.<br />\tHe would end up giving her a squeeze in turn. &ldquo;Thanks, Arie. Does it make it weird to say you&#039;ve always kinda been sisters to me in a way?&rdquo; They shared a laugh, the lambs erupting into a fit of laughter. Idly quipping something about a cum filled niece, so what&#039;s a cum filled pair of twin sisters step bro? They wore the smuggest little face they ever bore at him. But he decided the twins, too, needed some more comforting. He could see it hidden behind their masks; a mask they used to keep their feelings and emotions muted too even to him, now was as clear as a pane of glass. Pain, fear, worry, grief, despair for their parents&#039; growing age, all being masked yet again with sex and lust. So first he grabbed up Sally, then pulled her into an as innocent a hug as could be; when the other percipient is sat on the cock of a third participant. &ldquo;And you two don&#039;t have to worry about your mother. If there is anything in my arsenal or power that can affect it, I promise you I will revive her as fast as I can. Sadly, I can&#039;t bring your home back, for all my power, I can not control Time. But I can promise you I will help you build a better one. So that you two can take care of your parents into their golden years, and like Sam and his wife; allow your parents to climb out of the scummy world of politics. And if you two ever need to feel safe. I&#039;ll hold you again just like I did that first night we spent together.&rdquo; Oh sure, his statements muted their faces rather quickly. Clearly, they were not used to being able to be read like an open book. Something he had not been able to do before. But as his words soothed deeper than even he realized and their lower lips quivered at the words their little hearts needed to hear so very badly. And for a moment, they held him and they sobbed softly as he gave them a reassuring hug, that he would help them make it ok again. Before the lambs had a new reason to want to make this wolf moan. Gave them new desires, they wanted him, same way Annie did. They were his now. They had seen what they called the &#039;silly little girl in love&#039; things. They used to tease their own mother for it concerning their own father, which quickly bubbled into their every thought of him. The damned little giggle they could no longer fight. The cursed butterflies making a nest in their chest every time they saw him, and they needed to readjust their wool. The way they had to hold their breath when he caressed them. How time almost seemed to stop when he held them. No wonder their mother always acted a fool with their father; real love was too hard to fight. And she had been right in telling her bratty daughters. That &lsquo;one day, that viper of love will bite you too. And on that day, you will know that I was right; then I will never let you live it down.&rsquo; And she then proceeded to laugh for a good almost ten minutes, because she knew she was and time would always prove her right.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tAnd as she watched this scene. It did grant some comfort to Alice. If she were seeing his true side right now. Sheltered in the safety of what she now knew was a demonic castle. With a slave bound by magic, not able to tell a soul anything he doesn&#039;t want her to be able to, even from under the effects of compulsion magic. If this is who he was, when he was unguarded, if a wolf could be so &hellip; soft. A so called Disaster Lord, a monster of myths and nightmares not to be trusted, was going out of his way to care about the emotions of his females. But then why would her family tell her the morphs are as brash and boorish as beasts? She had been told all her life that &#039;the beasts&#039;, as her parents always called them, were savages and brutes and not to be trusted. Everything she&#039;d heard of Demon and Disaster Lords told stories of horrors and nightmares, oceans of blood and continents of bodies. Though in truth, now she realized she was never allowed to actually meet any furs. How could you meet a disaster lord the world doesn&#039;t even know walks on its surface? Full stop, what Monster with that kinda power lives in what is, in essence, a peaceful life of a hero? Could her family have been wrong, or worse still, had they blatantly lied? So far, he had behaved far better with her than her own father had been with their own slaves. If her place had been swapped with any of them. It would be likely that she would have been used many times already by her father and her brothers. Already carrying one of their bastard children then disappeared once they were done with her, and the baby could end up a problem. At least with him, she was a lewd knick knack he had on display in his private quarters, and one only he was apparently allowed to touch.<br />\tJenny then returned a moment or two later. Anthony&#039;s personal cup was filled with coffee. Jenny had made it herself, you see. She had asked Hue to teach her some wood carving; then with his help had made him a nice cup for his coffee. She was all smiles when she offered him the cup. Anthony loved it because he finally had a cup of coffee he considered a cup. He drank. Arie did her best to start fucking her brains out with Anthony&#039;s dick, and Annie was lying down. Enjoy her afterglow and her stuffed warm belly, still leaking down her ass. It was going to be a good day, it seemed, despite the news of the morning.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tBut as the morning would start in the expected way over with Wagon Anthony, with each cunt soon having an urgent morning date with a hot load of cum. They even lined up for seconds, how greedy. For now, we find ourselves with Hue. He was cooking the beginning of a large stew for dinner. One of his large hands was using a wooden ladle to stir in large chunks of pork; it would be a slow cook all day thing. But once that was bubbling away. Hue stepped away in time for Ammy to shuffle up to him. The plant offered him a large mug of coffee. &ldquo;Father, I do think this pot of coffee may be my best yet.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Oh, well, Dryads are naturals in brewing, suppose coffee may be no different. Let me try it, darling.&rdquo; Hue quipped as he accepted the coffee. Lightly creamed and sugared, as she knew he liked. He took a deep drink, watching his little friends fluttering over. The fairies were once again dim, having used much of their strength in the battle the day before. They flew and proceeded to take a seat on his shoulders, conserving what was left of their strength. &ldquo;Hummm, it is delightful darling.&rdquo; Hue told her. Promptly switching which hand was holding his mug, to reached over and petted the dryad&#039;s head. Letting the dryad enjoy some natural affection. She leaned into it almost like a spoiled cat. Until the jingling of bells caught his ears. Hue looked over in time to see a rather tall goblin clad in leather step from the shadows. He had a red cap loosely hanging off one ear. Blue eyes, despite that was unheard of for a goblin. Though Hue could feel the power flowing from the goblin. It could be from only one source. So this was the delivery he was told to expect. His little friends had put off their trip to the springs. As such no longer had the energy left to get there. If this idea didn&#039;t work, they wouldn&#039;t make it back to spring without outside help; worst case, they die. These little fairies were willing to bet their lives on their friend because they trusted him with it.<br />\t&ldquo;Delivery for Highmountian.&rdquo; The goblin instructed. His voice was smooth and deep for a goblin. He tossed a tiny cube on the ground. Drew a circle around it with the nails on his feet. Then gave it a tap with one of his fingers. A cocoon of purple substance then encased the area with a disgusting slurp sound, as the Goblin seemingly fed energy into it. Then, afterward, the goblin produced a scythe and cut the cocoon open. And inside was one pristine Fairy Home as advertised. &ldquo;There you go. Fairy&#039;s and small fae resting inside will benefit from the same regeneration they would get from their Springs; from the bathing chamber they&#039;ll find in the basement. And more can be produced for you for a fee of two silver coins or two reward tokens through baby cousin Ann. Anthony&#039;s got the catalog, take a look; stuff for you druids and yer dryads in there as well.&rdquo; The Goblin would then give a bow. Then takes one step back into the shadows and within seconds just vanishes into the darkness.<br />\tOnce he was gone, did the girls have the nerve to flutter over; he was indeed dangerous, Hue noted. The goblin was practically putting on display how strong he was, so proud of his strength that he had made the showman&#039;s effort to put his aura on display. Hue found a thankfully thick and sturdy chain attached to the tiny building&#039;s roof and foundations. He did his best to try and pull the chain apart, but found it passed his test. Pulling it up into the air and getting a surprised eep from the little ones inside. As he proceeded to try not to swing it. He held it up to a little window as one of the occupants opened the curtains. A pink glowing fairy opened the window, giving him a sneaky little kiss on his eye, allowing him to peek inside. The girls were exploring several rooms on the upper levels. Fully furnished bedrooms, about twelve in number across three floors. A small workout room, a game room, and a large covered backyard where they could do a pintsized garden in. They even fully furnished it for them. It wasn&#039;t until they reached the basement that they would sequel in delight. As they found the large bath worthy of a Spring. They would all proceed to strip as the leader of the bunch; a red glowing girl would hurry over to where Hue was peeping in from one of the many windows that fed light into the chamber. &ldquo;Yes, yes, I would be honored to fill it for you. Esatra mineral water right, nice and hot?&rdquo; The fairy would call out to him in some strange language. Then would pop open the window. Hue would proceed to stick his finger in; the fairy girl once more would chirp out in their language to guide him. Then, once he was in place, he would focus his mana. A rune would glow on his finger, and from it, a steaming mineral water would proceed to flow. The girls inside were all calling out in delight; one even took it upon herself to mount and rub herself on Hue&#039;s finger. Then, once it was full, a rune under the pool started to glow a bright purple, which faded after a few seconds, the water would slowly begin to shimmer, and finally, bubbles of mana started to pop off the water. The girls were, well, in shock. For a start, this was unheard of outside of a spring; They had entirely been skeptical of this, which sounded like nonsense, but chose to trust Hue all the same. But then all proceeded to get in the water nonetheless. They were all in need of a charge after all. Normally, a spring would be built over a ley line, where they would fill the waters with the mana from the planet&#039;s core. Such power as to replace the need of a lei line; it was a thing unheard of by the fae until this day. If word was allowed to reach the various fae rulers, or fairy queens. They&#039;d come running on bended knee, begging to make a deal; this technology would allow them to better hide their sanctuaries and springs. No need for a lei line meant they could put them in places better and easier to hide; this would shake the fae world to its foundations. And they were the sole providers of it. Hue did peep back inside a moment, and the fairies were already enjoying the water. The mana flowing into the water restores their aura. The girls stopped for a moment to blow Hue a kiss. As he then would lean away, then would look around. &ldquo;Now, a place to hang it?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Inside would be best.&rdquo; Amaranth would chime in turn. &ldquo;Inside, they would be doubly protected from the elements, possible predators like birds, and the rare brave pervert. They are bathing nude within a large room; anyone who could reach it could peep in after all. Just the invitation may bring trouble. Temptation is often too great for most; best not to invite it.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Right, they don&#039;t do well with the cold after all. And yes, temptation is an insidious force.&rdquo; Hue would sound as he let her lead her around the wagon for a moment. As he would proceed to rub his chin. Ammy would proceed to make some of the bramble and vine she had worked into a woven roof rafter type deal. To send out a new runner near where they sleep. Hue would give the vine the chain, which would proceed to thicken and brace the chain. Securing it in place with many thick cords of vine, soon woven into the roof. &ldquo;You know,&rdquo; he would start as he would proceed to look around. Pincher Bug in a far corner, coiled a few dozen times over itself, sleeping. Many of his plants dipping and darting about in the vine work rafters. Sorting stuff for him, getting stuff out that they needed. They had an entire network and community of plants living and working over their heads. The sunflowers, predominantly on top of the carriage, spread like wildfire, to generate Mana for their druid friend and the other plants. &ldquo;It might not be as big as our old home was, but I do believe it has far more &hellip; personality. I fear I may be growing happy here; Anthony really is a pest, isn&#039;t he?&rdquo; He would pause, asking Ammy, who would giggle, hug him, and smile in response. &ldquo;Uprooting our lives, making us want to relocate, making us somehow feel grateful for it. So insidious, should we take him out?&rdquo; He would proceed to chuckle lightly as he rubbed her head.<br />\t&ldquo;No, no, I think we need not take such drastic actions yet.&rdquo; She would then giggle again. But Amaranth would pat his side. &ldquo;Well, Anthony is not the only one who deserves some &hellip; shall we call it, satisfaction, or maybe relief would be a better choice of word. I have noticed A tell, I believe the twins called them tells, for the game of poke her? You&#039;re feeling a bit pent up, are you not? Your tail and ears always seemed restless at times. I believe I have figured out why. I noticed the other day, they had stopped after you had relieved yourself with the twins&#039; help.&rdquo; He would glance over to her, Hue lifting a brow. The dryad pressed herself up against his front side. For a moment, rubbing her face against his clothed member, before falling back into her character, but adorably hugging his leg. &ldquo;Oh my, your musk is so strong, my poor father is pent up today. I fear I am not as bold as the others as to just act on wants and desires. But I do have the nerve now to offer it. Would you allow me to suck your cock for you? I want to drink your tasty sap again. And I would eagerly enjoy making you feel wonderfully good again and testing a personal theory on whether you can judge a male&#039;s health based on the taste of their cum.&rdquo; She would promptly smile at him. Her petals unconsciously flexed to make her form more adorable, though she might be rather annoyed to see it in action.<br />\tSeems he couldn&#039;t help himself and let out a rather sudden deep belly laugh. &ldquo;My dear sweet flower. Oh, have those dears been such terrible influences on you already?&rdquo; He would tease mainly to watch how the colors changed on her face. It was so cute he rustled her vines to make her blush again. &ldquo;Let me ask you this then: will this actually make you happy?&rdquo; His question surprised her at first. Until she gave him a brave little nod.<br />\t&ldquo;Yes, it would make me happy; and yes, so you need not ask. I do indeed want to perform the oral sex for you. I &hellip; I may even be bold enough to try and please Father in another way too, but for now, I may just be thirsty and want a drink. And I intend to enjoy drinking all the sap of your manhood.&rdquo; Amaranth told him in turn. &ldquo;Please, father, all your worrying will turn you gray before your time.&rdquo;<br />\tPrompting him to chuckle again. &ldquo;Very well, darling. I suppose I will have to get used to my little rose turning into a little lady.&rdquo; He would return to his large central stew pot. Though it seems Hew might not have noticed as well. Even for its original size, Hues&#039; home was now also much larger. He certainly didn&#039;t have enough space inside for a center hearth with space for a large stew pot. Or the reaching rafters of weaves they had never had before this day. But he was now using it as if it had always been there. He would proceed to use a knife to slide cubed meat into the stew pot, proceeding to put a lid on the pot with some manner of leather and padded straw hand cover. Then turned over to where Ammy was on the bed they shared. She gave him a warm smile and patted the spot beside her. So Hue walked over as the girl was nearly in bloom with glee. He may not have liked it, but it seems she had seen enough to see that sexual release had been a positive for Anthony. Only natural she would figure out it would be good for her own gander as well. So he sat down beside her as she went into it. Undoing the bindings that held up his pants. Hue let out a soft groan as she first decided to rub her face into his sack. Taking a moment to show both of her fathers&#039; hefty balls some love and care, kisses, licking, and sucking both of them into her mouth for a moment or two. Before she would lick her way up to his girthy sheath that held the beast. As his flared head sat there responding to her affection as she would proceed to shower his cock head with kisses and licking. Then going &ldquo;Ahhh.&rdquo; mouth held open to let him stiffen right up into her mouth. With a delighted hum from the plant girl and a moan from the druid. As she began as she would excuse it away with the term, &#039;honoring him, just a fancy excuse for her beginning to develop something of a cum sweet tooth. She might have well have been worshiping the dick she let stiffen right down her throat. Lips doing her best to kiss the cock she would merely moan as she let him get nice and nestled in her throat. Hands rubbing and continuing to love on his nuts as she began sliding herself up and down his shaft. Her eyes closed, so invested in the pleasure of the cock in her mouth; it brought a smile to Hue&#039;s face before he decided to start humping into her mouth. But she liked that very much, giving him some rather musical little sounds as she welcomed everything he wanted to do to her. The plant was both surprised by the humping then by how delightful it felt to be humped against. He would look down at her, make sure he caught her eyes, give her a look she knew was him asking if that was ok. To which she would eagerly nod yes, yes, moaning musically for him to show her approval. Though Hue was also getting a treat, her inner plant like flesh was far softer and a bit enveloping, let alone that she was doing her best to squeeze down nice and tight for him. Then as Hue lay back to let her enjoy, and to let himself &hellip; excuse, grunt and groan softly, and do more than his own fair share of justifying. Just minutes flowing into the next, of Ammy sucking and blowing, and Hue humping and enjoying. Of Hue moaning and that little green head going up and down, slurping and sucking like she was afraid of losing a drink. Singing him a lewd little song of her own between giggles and moans. Her tiny arms held him tight around his middle. To assure him she was not moving and that, yes, by all means, she was falling in love with the humping. Until she would start humming greedily on each bead of pre that would bubble up on the head of his cock. The dryad quickly pulled his cock head out of her throat. Using his flared head to ensure he would be unleashing into a space with no room for bubbling out. Licking at and into the slit at the center of his dick. Urging him to do it to and for her. And Hue&#039;s groaning gives her the signal. That a few moments later, he would be sitting up, holding that tiny head, moaning loudly. Suck as hard and licking as reassuringly as she could; stroking his dick with both her hands like she was hoping he was a pump jack. As she greedily drank down rope after rope of his thick cum. Stroking his shaft ironically like she was milking the family cow, sucking hard on his flared head. Licking happily at it to encourage it to give her everything he could give. He would hump and cum, she would moan loudly, cling to him greedily, and keep blowing him as he came. Not a once would she allow him to look away from her bright, big eyes as she suckled, drank, and pleasured. Once Hue let out a deep groan of relief, his orgasm ran its course. Then, looking down at that little green head. Big eyes looking up at him, still suckling his head, waiting for praise. So he rubbed the back of her head, kissed her forehead. &ldquo;You did very well, Amaranth. I loved that, thank you, my delightful little Tea Leaf.&rdquo; He would proceed to kiss her again. The girl&#039;s petals bloomed a bit as her delight grew. Still making sure she got all of her treat.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tShe held her place a moment more. Eagerly making sure she had sucked out all the tasty leftovers. Enjoying the look on his face when she rubbed on his sack again. Ammy loudly slurped and sucked hard on him. Greedily drinking down all the tasty leftovers. Unlike the other grouping, Amaranth and Hue were more than pleased with a one and done; soon the pair had cleaned up and gotten back into the work of the day, and Hue had more pep in his step. Which only fueled the dryad&#039;s smug face. Later on, once his people were gathered. They were made aware of the dire news of the morning. Many couldn&#039;t believe what they were being told. But once Anthony assured them that, sadly, this news had been delivered to Count Samuel by none other than Scott Palemoon himself. Well, a grim silence, and some weeping did then play out. It would be four days of not much. Without being able to leave, to collect the refugees, there wasn&#039;t much left to do. That day, Anthony would lead more drills with his kobolds, and even a new batch of troops from Count Sam, even volunteers from the twins&#039; own scrappers, joined his training camp. Once they saw the fearsome force Anthony had managed to turn those kobolds into, suddenly, interest in Anthony&#039;s apparently now free to the public military training camp skyrocketed. Even citizens started showing up. Men and their sons wanted to be able to fight; the ladies wanted to be able to defend their homes, should another battle draw their men away once more. They had no wall to protect them; they all knew they would need every hand in the worst case. Or worse still, would happen to their sons, their daughters, their sisters, or younger brothers. Suddenly, Anthony was training instructors, not recruits. Suddenly, there was a division in melee between light, medium, and heavily armored troops. Further still was the town guard training. The archery ranges had now been upgraded. Thanks to the skills of the mages Anthony had spared, the twins were able to set up a range for magical training. Now, even new casters could be trained with at least basic spells, while others could practice rune warding to keep the magic from destroying the range. The first day would end with a surprising fifty percent of applicants in the town guard course getting a certification of basic competency; back in the nation they just left. With it, they&#039;d be able to join any town guard for a rather high salary. Though it was only basic town guard training, it wouldn&#039;t be good enough for battle. It was primarily how to take people down without killing them and self defence; then, real combat training for the worst case.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tThe second day came in much the same way as the last did. Anthony woke up, being cuddled by his girls. He would admit that being able to sleep again was strange. Sure, he would wake to see a scowling, shadowy face being angwy at him from across the room; it would vanish seconds later. But he was truly grateful, nuzzling his muzzle into Annie&#039;s as she remained in his arms, holding his head in her hands. A lamb on each side. The sleep was simply the cherry on the top, the fact that he was, for the first time, in he honestly couldn&#039;t remember how long. He was getting mana the way it was supposed to come to him, not the mess he had to Jerry-rig to work around a problem. That alone was a gift he thought he was unworthy of. And his affections would slowly wake the others. A brave, certain pup would once again offer to help her uncle greet the day with another loving blow job, from Jen. The second day would start much the same. With Anthony getting to in some way enjoy draining more than just his balls with all his bedmates. From his understanding, it was like he had become a jagged and jaded piece of glass. The lot of them were slowly trying to file those edges down. Not just sex, they held him, showed him genuine affection. The twins would treat him to walking on his back. The twins had studied up on a massage technique they figured would work well on him, due to the size of their hooves on his back. Annie almost looked jealous once the twins had his face looking like something akin to melted butter. Managed to work out a few knots in his lower back that he didn&#039;t even know he had. He would have been purring had he the ability to do so. They gave him a safe place where he could drop the act. Let down his guard. Be himself, not the him he built to show the world. Behind the disaster lord&rsquo;s power, behind the cub hood in knight training. Behind the titles, all the fluff; he was just a man, he was fallible. He was flawed, he needed support more than just in the matters of tumbling in the sheets. So they became the place where he could rest, genuinely rest. He could be his flawed self; he didn&#039;t need to put on an act. He could be a horn ball if he wanted to be; he could be a teddy bear snuggling with his little niece, telling her stories, if he felt the desire. He didn&#039;t have to try to appear perfect, or even sane. Like he could exhale a breath he had been holding for years. He would be very sheepish to admit that for him. It felt like for so damn long, he had been told by the whole world to hold his breath or else. But now he finally had a place and a group of people who told him to breathe because they wanted you to. The liberation, they would accept him, scars, flaws, and all; he didn&#039;t need to put on a farce for them, he didn&#039;t need to lie as he breathed. The liberation it was so freeing; parts of him wanted to weep in joy and relief. Finally, it felt like he was actually free. As one would suck and blow, the others would kiss and cuddle. As one did some bouncing, the others cared for and massaged. So often, he felt just a bit overwhelmed. He wasn&#039;t sure if he&#039;d ever know such deep affection, and the irony that made it worse. Deep down, he felt like he wasn&#039;t worthy of or even deserving of such displays. He had so much blood on his hands after all. So much so, they always felt filthy to him.<br />\tEven Hue got to greet the day when Amaranth insisted she honor him. Even if he felt it was more a case of he was giving her a sweet tooth for his &#039;sap&#039; as she had started lovingly referring to it. Well, what can you say, he is still a young, wanting bull. He left her to do her thing because what man could tell such a face, no? So she could let him do his thing to her. They would end up spending the better part of an hour. Of her drinking and sucking, and Hue being unable to find the willpower to stop her. There would be many snickers and giggles. When the pair would come outside that morning, the dryad would be with a swollen little belly heavy with her father&#039;s leavings. Or, guess you could call it, the dryads&#039; pilferings. Wasn&#039;t that side of things usually a fae territory? But the day would go on. Anthony would do the reasonable leader thing. The twins would make plans on the business side of things. Hue would tend to his plants and even make a few house calls. It was a note that was starting to grow a lump of pride in his chest. Word was out now, and people would come to him for help. Even Amaranth got to start trying out her own healing abilities. When children would come by with scrapes or cuts. Parents were bringing their spouse or children for more serious bumps and bruises.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tThe only different event that would pop up would be around noon on the third day. The lambs had insisted on lining the inner camp with at least sheet walls. Why, you ask? Well, at this point, Arie was bouncing in Anthony&#039;s lap, Sally was nearby, looking freshly used. Annie was pardoning the pun but sheepish about the fact that she too had told, leaving down her legs. But the lambs assured her that they enchanted the sheets themselves. From the reader&#039;s perspective, it would be akin to one way glass. They could see shadows on the sheets and such, looking out. But all anyone would see looking in was just white sheets. The twins told them to get used to it. If Anthony really wanted his castle, they would have walls. Not to mention that he was the one who lived for his privacy. But as both Anthony and the lamb in his lap were both grinning ear to ear, a knot may have been quickly sat on. From above, suddenly came the flapping of wings. Then, landing with a less than graceful thud, with a flashing of that coin from Anthony&#039;s pocket.<br />\tThe bird seemed Anthony have been waiting for suddenly introduced herself to him. &ldquo;Greeting, Master.&rdquo; The bird would give him a bow. Seems she had been coached, as it was more than deep enough for Anthony to see that A, this was no bird that had sent him. The FARC had just sent him a rather curvy, even rather busty for a, raven harpy. She was nearly as tall as Anthony was. Sleek black feathers, bright hazel colored with bright blue specks scattered in them, eyes, Slender body. She was sporting a pair of B cup breasts, that was very big for the harpies. Her legs were birdlike, ending in talons. She had a small plum of feathers that disturbed her skirt, exposing her round bottom and her choice of red panties. Her face was very human. Feathers lined her nose and replaced her eyelashes. Either they thought they were funny in sending a black knight a raven harpy. Or the man had read him like a book. Because first the lamb he was exploding in would make a little teasing &#039;ooh&#039; sound, as suddenly he went harder in her.<br />\tThen Annie would quip as she draped herself over his shoulders. &ldquo;Yeah, he likes her; she is cute. But, Care to explain why there is a harpy landing here and calling you &#039;Master&#039;?&rdquo; Until she would pause a moment, &ldquo;Ooooh, cool. So you bought a VIP membership to FARC. Remote recruiting does sound useful, good buy.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;VIP!?!?&rdquo; The twins would both suddenly roar. &ldquo;Why but, how but, no way; they even let us only become plus members! VIP comes with a sexy harpy!?! NO FAIR, we want one too.&rdquo; They would proceed to pout.<br />\tThe harpy would proceed to fold her wings down in on themselves. Then clumsily grabbed at a bag on her back with a hand that would have been on her elbow if she were human. They were clumsy, lacking a thumb, but she managed to hand him over a contract. &ldquo;My name is Su, it&#039;s short for Susan; I prefer Su. As stated in the contract, I am yours until you no longer want me.&rdquo; She would proceed to rub her cheek to his, wanting to memorize his smell, seeing as the coin would be of no use until re-enchanted. As he read the contract. Well, the normal stuff, it seems, was standard to send. Hand attached to the back was a handwritten letter; something stated at the top that he was getting due to his station and reputation. She was a prisoner freed from some abusive slavery, via some not so legal means. They sent her to him as his bird. So she would be safe from the bastards likely hunting her; the price she was willing to give was her service, her loyalty, and even her body, so should he accept. If not, she could still serve in standard fashion or be replaced with his actual bird. &ldquo;Please do not say any of what you have read aloud. I do fear it may be used to track you.&rdquo; She would tell him. Kneeling before him. &ldquo;Uh, sorry, dear plus members. I am not a VIP perk; I fear I am just greedy, and I hoped to use this chance to place myself under greater protection than even FARC can provide. FARC offered me employment in which to offer me safety from my former captors. I fear I may be the sole survivor of my flock. I pulled some strings and got myself to replace the real bird you were meant to get. I am hunted, greedy people seek me; I will die if they get me. Please offer me asylum among your people. For my safety, I offer everything I have, which, on my word, you would be my first male. Thankfully, we were not sex slaves; some of us came to wish we were when the work camps opened. Twelve years, I was a chick when we were forced to mine. We lack a thumb like most races have; it makes holding a pickaxe difficult, so it was hard, and a lot of people died by our Master&rsquo;s whips. Mercenaries hired it seems by or by proxy of FARC, were dispatched to take out the camp. I was found among my dead and dying flock. They, in essence, stole me; by law, I still belong to my Master. If he finds my location, he can use the pact seal branded under my feathers. And I would be unable to escape on my own accord. This is not an offer FARC makes to you; I&#039;m sorry, but this is a greedy, selfish request. But would you please accept me as one of your own? I offer my work for you to FARC, my body, heart, soul, and loyalty. I don&#039;t want to run anymore; I grow weary from living in fear.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Whoa, hey there, easy now girl; walking a tight rope you didn&#039;t know you&#039;re walking.&rdquo; Annie informed her. She gave a glance over her shoulder, yup; that had stirred you know who. Seems Anthony even had to grab an ethereal chain with his own shadow. Just as the twins did to cast their magic. Anthony was using his shadow to hold down a very bad dog. &#039;Note for future reference: keep talk of souls to a minimum.&#039; Agreed, she would hear Anthony quip back to her in their thoughts. &ldquo;I was alright with the twins; that was an already ongoing thing. But do you really think I&#039;m just going to let any girl, in your case, fly on in and park your butt in my spot?&rdquo; That was when her ears would peek up. &ldquo;You would think about wanting to do her.&rdquo; Annie would turn on him, and the twins would flank her. He realized it was terrifying to be on this side of that stare; Was this what he was doing to people with those two?<br />\tThey would at least share a laugh, one after another giving his nose a little swat. The twins chiming out. &ldquo;Bad boy, we can&#039;t take you anywhere. Well, the harem was our idea, and you know what forced it.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tAnnie would promptly take a seat in Anthony&#039;s lap. Allowing his erection to jab up along her form against her belly. Hips giving him a good little squeeze. &ldquo;Well, I guess let&#039;s start with. Who&#039;s your owner, girl?&rdquo; Anthony would soon regret asking that question.<br />\tThe harpy would visibly flinch. A tremor ran down her spine. &ldquo;Ja &hellip; Jackson C&#039; Darnet.&rdquo; This would be a first for her. The second that name was spoken, Anthony&#039;s erection, despite Annie&#039;s affections, retreated promptly.<br />\tThat little bombshell would make the twins stumble back and fall on their asses. Fear invaded their faces. Even Anthony&#039;s face suddenly darkened. It was the first time Annie would feel the man she sat on, normally so strong and brave, actually start trembling in fear under her. &ldquo;You&#039;re kidding?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Believe me, I wish I were. I would call that man a demon, but that would be an insult to the demons.&rdquo; Su would tell him, a weariness to her voice, Anthony did not miss.<br />\t&ldquo;W... who is Jackson C&#039; Darnet?&rdquo; Feeling Anthony, at least trying to hide, is trembling. The twins were suddenly drowning in fear.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tIt would take a moment before Anthony would be able to respond. &ldquo;He is a man, my master hates with every fiber of his being. The battles between those two make the Dread war look like toddlers fighting over a sandbox. The last time I saw that man was. My Master fought him to a standstill for three weeks. And just to let you know what level of insane my Master is at. He once was forced to take on five dragons with nothing but his magic and his claws, and killed all five after seven days of nonstop combat, without a fucking scratch; not fucking one. Yet this one man dueled him to a standstill for three weeks, with my master holding nothing back. To call this man a monster is underselling it. I do not know what force he has aligned himself with, but he might as well rank up there among Disaster Lords. I hate this world; fucking hypocrites the lot of them.&rdquo;<br />\tAnnie would stare wide eyed when both lambs would cling to him suddenly; their normal facade gone. They needed their safety blanket now more than ever. &ldquo;Please, I know I ask for too much; But your prowess, I&#039;ve heard it spoken of in whispers and rumor, like you are some manner of myth or living legend. By your side is the only place I could be safe. I beg you.&rdquo; The harpy would then proceed to place her head in the dirt before him. The mated pair was both surprised when that certain shadow formed over Anthony&#039;s shoulder. Visible only to the two of them. Then came the distinctive sensation of interest. Before it would vanish as fast as it came.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tSo Annie would glance up at him. The first time, she was able to hear the gears working in his head. &ldquo;Alright, a Knight must see to the safety of others. And she has requested asylum, before the eyes of my family and two of my vassals, I&#039;m not even supposed to have. What kinda knight would I be to turn her away?&rdquo; He gave a pause to gauge reactions. The twins gave a supportive smirk. Annie would wrap her arms around him. &ldquo;If I can get more control over my strength, we may even be on an even playing field.&rdquo; That would cause a hopeful little shudder in Su. So he looked to the harpy, now choosing to kneel in front of him. Annie, lying on his back she gave the twins the space to calm down. &ldquo;Alright, here is my offer. Given I am in the unique position of having a harem, uh &hellip; forced on me; in multiple ways, mind you. Guess I might as well add to it when the opportunity makes itself known. I will accept the terms of your offer, including and up to. If that bastard ever dares show his face to you and or tries to take you. I will take him down or I will die trying, but I will kill you first so he can&#039;t make you suffer before I go down. In exchange for that vow, I want you to join my little harem here and swear to me on your very soul; you will keep every one of my secrets no matter how dark they may be. Even if it may scare or terrify you. If you can give me that much, I vow to you, even if the entire world were your enemy, they will all go through me first or not at all.&rdquo;<br />\tWell, first she would laugh for a moment, then cry after that. Anthony would lean forward, placing his hands on her shoulders. After she let out a deep sigh, she would look up at him. &ldquo;I&#039;m sorry, I was not crying because of your offer. It honestly made me feel safe; it was out of disbelief that I, in fact. For some strange reason made me feel better. Like I said, I heard tales of your might. Being before you now, I feel those bastard bards undersold you.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Recent developments you are not yet privy to.&rdquo; Anthony told her, sitting back once the girl had calmed down. Annie then opted to sit at his right hand side. Twins at his left, big brown ears suddenly behind his head, Jenny giggling because she made him look silly for a moment. Before she made it to his neck, she gave him a squeeze hug. &ldquo;So, what say you? I take your offer and give you my own, though all I&#039;ve really added is the secrecy, which is vital.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;I can accept that.&rdquo; Su replied with a hand on her chest. &ldquo;I came here intending to offer everything; the only difference now. I know I&#039;m finally getting a good deal.&rdquo;<br />\tBut the next thing that would happen. Annie would laugh as Anthony&#039;s ears dropped. &ldquo;What are we going to do with you. Only just got her onboard, and he already wants his dick sucked.&rdquo; She would give him a teasing swat.<br />\tThe lambs flanking him, the tension relieved enough for the twins to tease him with, &ldquo;Perv.&rdquo; Before kissing each of his cheeks. &ldquo;Guess that&#039;s one of the parts we love about you after all.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;If you wish it, I will perform for you.&rdquo; Su would tell him, as she would scoot up to him. &ldquo;Please allow me, may it be my acceptance of the vow.&rdquo; Though she would look over to Annie. &ldquo;Uh, with your permission, you have said he is your mate.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;I was also the one who told him to accept the harem.&rdquo; Annie quipped. &ldquo;I am his alpha, though, so go ahead, newbie, give him a good one. I like seeing his face twist in pleasure.&rdquo; She would quip, leaning over to nip his cheek.<br />\tShe was about to look up at Anthony to ask him, but he bashfully glanced away, Annie poking him in the rib teasingly. As his cock had once more come back out, and had poked her left tit. &ldquo;Well, I suppose that would be permission enough.&rdquo; Su would quip, wrapping a few digits around his member.<br />\t&ldquo;Sister, sister, did you know the big bad wolf was so bashful?&rdquo; Arie would quip to her sister, with a cheek pressed against another.<br />\t&ldquo;Sister, sister, I did not.&rdquo; Sally would pause to giggle. Making Anthony glance away and gulp. He did truly feel off kilter. &ldquo;It&#039;s so very cute, it is.&rdquo; Which would finally make his face crack a blush. Seemingly getting the reaction the girls were after, as all three of the little troublemakers would start laughing. But it would be cut short when Anthony would gasp out loud.<br />\t&ldquo;Fuuuuu.&rdquo; Anthony couldn&#039;t even get out. The girls all glanced over when he would grab hold of the feather head, now going down on him. &ldquo;Holy crap &hellip;&rdquo; He would bite his lips this time, already drooling. &ldquo;Soo tight.&rdquo; He would only gasp out. She would reach the base, Anthony would roll his head back, and just start moaning. The harpy now worked on learning what was soon to be a close friend. The girls looked on with lust in their gazes. Finally, after she had been doing her thing for a moment, he was able to gather his wits. &ldquo;Holy shit, damn, are harpies all this tight? No offense, girls, I&#039;m not kidding here, oooh damn; this might even be too tight. Shiiit, feels so good though.&rdquo; His words would start to warm her up. That and the precum that started to paint a male&#039;s taste in her mouth. As her throat would treat him to a clamping down on, the only girls could only get going for him with their pussies. She would start humming happily, the potent musk of a male doing far more for a near monster kin than a morph. Doing her best at sucking on, licking at, and blowing her first cock. It was choking her, but she also didn&#039;t seem to mind. He would start humping, and she would respond in kind by picking up her pace. His precum would dribble out more and more, and she would suck like she was trying to unclog the tap. Annie would give a big smile, leaning over his right side and kissing him. Enjoying his moaning into her mouth, as the harpy was allowing her senses to just fall in love. His musk was far better than she expected. The kinda smell that got right up in her sinus and wouldn&#039;t let her go. Anthony now moaning loudly head once more rolled back. Sure, she would get no warning, but to be fair, he didn&#039;t seem to offer many warnings. He would thrust himself deeper, his knot would meet and kiss her lips. She would relent and open wide, taking his knot in. Then, giving it the same blissful clenching down on the rest of his dick was being enveloped in. The twins would flank the girls, as Annie would then be holding her head. As Anthony moaned loudly, Su&#039;s eyes went wide, then giving a smile. She would use her feathered digits to rub his sack. As she would proceed to drink and suck down. No doubt the first of many ropes of cum. After the first attempt of hers to pull away from her cream filled fate was utterly prevented by the rest of his harem. Until both the deed and damage were done. Anthony was able to relax, assured he&#039;d not need to do anything to keep his dick sucked on until he was done cumming. Until she would be surprised at the volume. She would earnestly start choking. The girls would all panic, and after a few tugs, she was set free with a few spurts on her face.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;My,&rdquo; She would pause to cough and sputter. Having no choice but to sputter up some of the thick leavings he had left behind. &ldquo;My word.&rdquo; Su would finally manage to get out. &ldquo;That,&rdquo; she would cough three more times. &ldquo;Is that normal for males? That may have been my first cock, but surely that was way too much. But it tasted and smelled honestly so very lovely.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;What can we say?&rdquo; The twins would inform her with their usual singsong. &ldquo;The big bad wolf is so for a reason. Also, you need to get in the program, girl, no pulling out.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;And we&#039;ll explain more later on; behind closed doors.&rdquo; Annie would tell her to help the bird by rubbing her back. &ldquo;I know we all kinda got you worked up there, but come on, Anthony, a little restraint for the new girl? I know you really don&#039;t like doing the pull out game, still could have held back the, almost drowned her, thing.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Sorry, honestly couldn&#039;t help it.&rdquo; Anthony would tell her, as he ran his fingers through her feathers. &ldquo;That was the tightest blowjob I&#039;ve ever gotten. I couldn&#039;t think, let alone control anything.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Ah, he is telling the truth there. Hate to admit because I held that title before.&rdquo; Annie would tease. &ldquo;He was moaning more like a girl in his head than he was out here.&rdquo; Annie would giggle this time as he would blush she would laugh. She would giggle and bolt away, and Anthony would chase her. As she laughs and teases him about girly moans. He would threaten that she was starting to get less cute by the second. Annie would call his bluff. And for a moment, well, they&#039;d all just start to laugh. Well, until her eyes would raise, and she&#039;d giggle again. &ldquo;Oh dear, well never let anyone tell you, I don&#039;t love you, you big dork. Go on, if you want to see so badly, go on. I&#039;m sure she&#039;ll let you put it in.&rdquo; Which would make Anthony&#039;s ears drop once again. He would glance back at Annie, guilty as sin written on his forehead, but it was a look that made Annie open her mouth softly. She would point to the harpy, as the lambs would giggle again. Even getting a laugh from Su, which seemed to ease her more. Anthony, for a change, would start to struggle with his words. The twins noticed and changed tone quickly; not expected, but ready for it all the same. His guard was finally dropped; this was good, no acting, no bravado, no mask, or lies; he was finally just Anthony again. Annie recalling the past more clearly now. This was always the point he stumbled. He was never able to bring himself to ask for it. Annie heard his muttering and rambling. Like he was rehearsing in his head; well, how do you ask someone you just met, &#039;hey, can I fuck you now? Also, I don&#039;t pull out, so that&#039;s going to need to be ok with that.&#039; Well, he wasn&#039;t wrong; it would be a weird thing to ask. So Annie took mercy on him, &ldquo;Hey Su, this big lug wants to see how tight your pussy is. Does he have permission to try you on? Seems a cute little birdy might have snatched up his tongue.&rdquo; Which the bluntness of it would drop Anthony&#039;s jaw, and end up making him have to glance away from the others to run away from eye contact again. But it was a good thing, even got him an honest hug out of the twins. Last time they had seen him, him and not playing some role, he figured they must want him to live up to. It was the first night they ever lay together. He was so bashful, so cute, so shy; they discovered real quick, they liked that bashful little whine. The one he was letting out now. As the twins distracted him, Annie quickly pulled Su aside.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ok, new girl; here&#039;s a bit of what&#039;s going on.&rdquo; Annie explained. As Anthony, a little ways away, was for a change, long overdue. Had the insistent twins back, playing, poking, and prodding the handsome bashful boy. The lambs merely trying to keep him there, in that mood. This was healing and progress both; finally, a real step in the right direction. Annie, looking back a moment before she would curl her arm over Su&#039;s head, motioned her to come in close, to keep her voice low. &ldquo;Long story short, with what you are allowed to know. He has been broken, scared, and mentally maimed. We are desperately teaching him to drop the acts, the roles, the personas; I hate to say it, he lies. It&#039;s the only way he&#039;s been able to put off self destruction. Because he&#039;s not the Anthony over there, no, that&#039;s not even Anthony over there; he calls that one Francis and insists that Francis is a monster. He spends his entire life hiding from Francis, because well, it&#039;s like he wanted to put his damage in a box, then just hid the box. He lies and he doesn&#039;t even realize he&#039;s doing it, because he&#039;s trying to convince himself that he&#039;s fine, that he&#039;s ok, he just needs to toughen up and stop complaining. When he&#039;s not, he&#039;s really genuinely, truly not; and he&#039;s not been ok since he was a very little pup. Please play along, keep him here. In this moment, in this frame of mind. Let him see it is safe for him to not be at one hundred percent all the time, that Francis is not feared. He doesn&#039;t have to be some stoic figure, a hero, or a monster, Ok? I&#039;m not even kidding, you have no clue how thankful the rest of us are for you. We have not been able to break the ice as we helped make the problems worse. We had a face he made just for us, it took forever to realize that.&rdquo; To that, Annie would even kiss her on the cheek. &ldquo;Now, please go let that bashful horn ball see how nice and tight you are; as I told him long ago, just go with it. Don&#039;t worry, he&#039;ll never hurt you down there. He&#039;s never hurt me once, real gentle on virgins.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Sure thing.&rdquo; Su would tell her. Getting a smile and a nod from her. Looking over at him, He was complaining and whining that they didn&#039;t need to keep poking fun. To which the lambs insisted, yes, yes, they really did. &ldquo;You know, his smile does seem a little wider than when I landed.&rdquo; Annie would look over, not notice too much difference, and she had a fancy title all about seeing things. But she would look over to Su, and well. Annie would know, sometimes you just can&#039;t beat a predator&#039;s eyes. The smile she was looking at was a scratch bigger and nothing more, but it was bigger.<br />\tSo Annie gave her a thumbs up. To which she would quickly go, &ldquo;Oh, uh &hellip; oops.&rdquo; Instead of using her pointer finger, one digit the bird did share, who returned the gesture with a smile, with a rather deep laugh. Seems someone else may have been doing a little healing already. &ldquo;Hey, crew, let&#039;s take this inside. Not sure those enchantments will cover how loud I remember my boy moaned. God, he was so damn cute when we were little. I would crawl into his lap; he would whine about it, all the way to big boy growing into little girl was achieved. Then the whining about how good it felt and all the humping started; so damn cute.&rdquo;<br />\tWhich got her a rather loud whine for a change from Anthony, followed by a rather pitiful one. &ldquo;Ann, you don&#039;t need to tell everyone that.&rdquo; Bright blush on his face now. All the same as his ears dropped, well, his eyes would end up following that tail of Ann&#039;s, after a finger would hook his jaw and make him follow after it.<br />\t&ldquo;Come inside, Uncle A, it&#039;ll be alright. You trust me, right?&rdquo; Annie would ask, turning to make sure he was looking. She would see that mask on his face hidden, but for the first time she&#039;d seen, it was off. He would glance away a moment, cautiously look at his hand, soft whine once again. &ldquo;Right?&rdquo; Getting him to look at her again and give a nod. So he followed them in, tail wagging as shyly as he&#039;d ever wagged it. But once the door closed and we were about to follow them in. We were stopped for a moment when we found ourselves looking leftward. Hue had been watching stunned. A small carry pot of something had been dropped and spilled. Broken shards of clay bowls were scattered in the dirt. Amaranth was tugging on his sleeve, trying to get him to respond to him; Jenny at his other side was trying as well. As the bull stood there in quiet shock and disbelief, like he was unsure he was really seeing what he was seeing.<br />\tHe had been stopped in utter disbelief, actually forced to just drop everything. The Anthony that he had just witnessed. Chasing a pup around, laughing, playing, there was so much of the wolf he was now seeing that was honest and true. Finally, a hand raised to his mouth and clasping it tight, once the realization dawned upon him. &ldquo;They &hellip; they found it???&rdquo; Then, clutching his chest, a memory so terribly painful. One only he had, and it made his heart ache to relive it.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;ANTHONY!&rdquo; Hue had roared, a dream walker far too young, trying to hold back a nightmare far too huge. &ldquo;ANTHONY!&rdquo; He would roar again, as a much younger bull would try his best to tear into a storm. Anthony&#039;s Dream Walking form, bound and trapped inside. Both boys, so terribly young, had gone exploring and found something they were never meant to find. A nightmare deep and terrible, that had been drawn to the pup by a certain shadowy bastard. And now the young druid was racing against time, his best friend trying to reach out for him, but his voice growing distant. &ldquo;NOOOO!&rdquo; He would roar as the storm had what it wanted and was attempting to flee. Hue was doing anything he could to try and hold on, grabbing handfuls of the stuff slipping through his fingers like water. &ldquo;I&#039;ve got you!&rdquo; Had had told him. &ldquo;I WILL SAVE YOU!&rdquo; he wanted so badly to be true. As the last wicked tendrils of the nightmare would slip away from his inexperienced fingers. Where in disbelief he had to watch helplessly, as his best friend was stolen away by a perverted force of nature, and along with him, Anthony&#039;s soul form and the mindscape attached to it. Without it, there would be no sleep, there would never be rest or peace. A mage&#039;s Soul Form was their mind&#039;s physical standing within the Dreamworld, the Mindscape, the soul&#039;s attachment to the body. The mindscape was set at birth within the dreamworld, where it was never meant to move. Without it, no caster would sleep or dream, and no mana would ever flow back unto them. Then he vented his lamentations into the dream realms, smashing his fist into whatever surface that floor was made of. Even snapped his horns off after beginning to slam his head into the ground when the pain of his failure was far too great to bear. And ever since that day, Hue had roamed and wandered the countless Dream Realms. Vowing his horns would remain until he freed his lost friend. Trying to find Anthony&#039;s Mindscape and set free his soul form so he could do as he swore and save his friend; the only way any such thing would be possible, by sheer accident. But even to this day, he had tried hundreds of millions of times to find it. He had wandered more of the Trackless Dream Realms within the Dreamscape than any other druid before him, combined throughout the order&#039;s history; his findings were still being studied. Yet every day he woke feeling disappointed in himself. Day in and day out, his words proved to still be a lie. He could only watch his friend rot, like a once beautiful plant that had had the sunlight ripped away from it. Anthony did not even remember that this had happened as a side effect; that information was lost with the soul form. The rather happy go lucky young wolf he met. The young hero who raced into hell to save his life without so much as a second thought. Always went out of his way to help. Had always gone above and beyond to be kind to everyone. As his physical body had been ripped from his Soul Form, the tangible link of your mind to the Dream Realms. As his joy, his hope, his kindness, his outlook, and even his personality, withered into the darkness of despair. And now knowing what else the man had suffered, the loss of his soul form a head and hide full of demons; it was as if to be left to suffer while drowning. And only a Dream Walker should have ever had the chance to randomly find a lost Mindscape while aimlessly wandering the trackless dream realms. Somehow they had found a way that pinpointed it, and unbeknownst to him, had set free his soul form.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tHe had tried so many times, and he had failed just as many. Had never given up hope he would find it; that he would keep that vow he made. Finally dropping to his knees, then even down onto his hands. His emotions were so potent in that moment that he couldn&#039;t hold himself up. &ldquo;FATHER!&rdquo; Ammy would shout as she raced over to his head, even Jenny shouting, Mr Hue. Cupping his face with her hands, she started to cry herself. &ldquo;Father, please, what is wrong. Please tell me.&rdquo;<br />\tBut that is when, even through the tears and his soft sobbing. A smile would finally form. &ldquo;He&#039;s free, he&#039;s finally free.&rdquo; He would stop, sobbing loudly as his tears were now starting to form mud under him. &ldquo;I was not the one who did it, but my best friend is finally free. Forgive me, my friend, I tried so long to find you, I never stopped looking. But at least the Nightmare is finally over, you are finally free. Breath and Dream once again, my friend.&rdquo; Ammy was crying alongside him, Jenny holding his neck, as his emotions finally calmed and settled. Looking around at the mess he had made, the spilled stew, and the pottery that would need to be replaced. Still, all the same, he would take a deep breath. Looking back at Anthony&#039;s wagon. &ldquo;Welcome home, Anthony.&rdquo; Then they would take a moment to gather up the broken pottery. And would have to return to get more of dinner to serve. &ldquo;And may the gods forgive me for wasting this food; may it at least nourish the soils here.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tNow inside the wagon. Anthony and the now band of six were inside. He would be approached by Annie at the door. They would share silent words together. Anthony would look away, nod, reach up for, and take his mask off. Then gave it to Annie, who put it away in a void pocket given to her by Otiv. Anthony was plopped down onto the couch, the table having been slid out of the way. He was nervous, anxious, glancing around like he was afraid he was being watched. Erection still jutting out at attention before him. Given all the eye candy he was being allowed to ogle. Annie was once more sitting at his right side, holding his hand. Though his tail did have a wag to it, he couldn&#039;t quite fight. The bundle of nerves before them was nearly not even the same man. Alice would offer him a glass of ale to help him unwind. Balking a little at the unsure, almost shameful look he had on his face. Like he was undone, and finally they could see it. Like a tragic tapestry woven into his visage. Fatigue, pain, self loathing, self hatred, fear, and a glassiness to his eyes that told its own tale of despair. He took the glass, then a deep drink, like it wasn&#039;t even a conscious choice. More like an act to mask pain. Wiping the droplets from his mouth afterward. &ldquo;Are you ready for me, Master?&rdquo; Su would ask, then approach him. Adjusting her plumage as to make her form softer and more feminine. Though she would feel his eyes nearly burn into her form, once his eyes would make the mistake of meeting hers. He&#039;d glance away again and blush, getting more giggles from the girls.<br />\t&ldquo;It&#039;s ok, Anthony.&rdquo; Annie would tell him. He looked over to her, a tremor taking over him. &ldquo;Remember what we said. When we&rsquo;re in here. You can look, you can touch, you can fuck all you want; you can do whatever you want. Just let it be you, not a version. If you are tired, then lay down your mantle and rest. We want Anthony, not the Knight Apparent.&rdquo; Then, looking over to Su, I gave her a nod. &ldquo;We want you and not the Disaster Lord inside you.&rdquo; Which would turn Su&#039;s face. Worry and fear are creeping in. &ldquo;Yes, Susan. Anthony is a Disaster Lord, through no fault of his own. It was not his choice, and that power has broken him. Yet he still took it and used it to make himself a hero. He&#039;s been managing to keep himself sane all this time alone. Now, with us, we can nurture a real living legend out of a monster. What I&#039;ve told you beforehand, I swear on my life, is still true. Even with this power and the strength that comes with it. He has never hurt us. And you can ask Alice, he has never once forced himself on anyone.&rdquo; Su watched as Ann explained for her the details. Watched Anthony&#039;s face darken for a moment, then glance away, like he was expecting some prescripted response of disgust.<br />\tThough that was a look Susan knew intimately. She&#039;d seen it on her own reflection, on the nights after she&#039;d been beaten just to make someone else feel better. So she approached, soft smile slowly fading. Proceeded to wrap her arms around him and pulled him in for a hug. &ldquo;I think you may need this first, before my chastity.&rdquo; She would hold him tight for a moment, getting a look of surprise from him. &ldquo;I&#039;ve seen that look of self hatred on my own face so often that it has become an old friend. Please tell me what is the thorn in your heart. Mine is that I feared all saw me and my people as disgusting monsters. I thought that something was wrong with me, that I was wrong; that maybe I really didn&#039;t deserve to live. What is your pain?&rdquo;<br />\tHe would, after a few moments, manage to wrap his arms around her shoulders to return the hug. Breaths ragged, words fumbling. &ldquo;I &hellip; live in fear that everyone will live in terror because of my power. I am afraid that what the whispers told me was right, and that all I really am is just a fucking monster to be feared and despised. That if I don&#039;t live a life of lies, I will become undone and kill people again. I&#039;ve already got so much blood on them that I can&#039;t get them to feel clean anymore.&rdquo; Su would nod, nuzzling his head.<br />\t&ldquo;Then we share a similar pain. Seems fate may have wanted us to meet.&rdquo; Susan would tell him, shifting to let her wings fold down, and offer him a more personal hug. &ldquo;Let me ask this, would you want a female on the razor&#039;s edge of being a monster in full blood?&rdquo;<br />\tHer question would be returned in kind. As she watched shadows seep from the man she was holding, pulling off him and bubbling into the air. An oppressive aura of dread and disrepair filled the room. Black eyes with red slits for pupils looked into her eyes, and millions of voices then echoed his own query. &ldquo;Could you feel safe laying aside a fiend that crawled out of an abyss?&rdquo; His words would hiss, echoed by billions of deranged voices at the edge of hearing. Even Annie and the twins would recoil a bit as the bird jumped in her spot. Anthony is so afraid to bear his real face. The boy made into a monster at the edge of insanity.<br />\t&ldquo;For the first time in my life. Since I watched my mother and the adventurer who sired me die.&rdquo; Su would tell him. Making the fiendish wolf urk a little as she squeezed him tighter. The voices at the edge of hearing hissing and whispering of falsehoods, lies, and deceit, they accused. Not to believe the words they hissed. &ldquo;I have told someone my fate, and I have not been thrown away from their life. You are the only safe place I have ever found where I think I could rest.&rdquo; He would pause for a moment. She was unsure why he had insisted a moment she move her head from his. Until, with a few grunts of pain, the horns would finally burst out. They would give it a moment, as Anthony even reached up to feel them. This was the form known as Devil Nymph, the base stage for the Demon Lord, then for the evolution to Disaster Lord chain. &ldquo;You know, I think those horns give you a rather regal look.&rdquo;<br />\tAnthony would glance away again. The two finally broke the hug, as Anthony finally let out a sigh. &ldquo;I&#039;m not scary, then?&rdquo; He would ask not just her. Annie, Arie, and Sally, he gave each one a look.<br />\t&ldquo;No.&rdquo; Su would tell him. &ldquo;Just something I don&#039;t yet understand.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;We&#039;ve never been afraid of you.&rdquo; The twins would chime, a softer tone this time. &ldquo;And your kind used to eat our kind.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Do you even need to ask?&rdquo; Annie would tell him, this time getting him a light bop on the head. &ldquo;Come on, I crawled into an attic to find you at the age of two. Stood up to, apparently, a Shadow Fiend that is attached to someone who became a Disaster Lord.&rdquo;<br />\tSo Anthony gave a nod; he might have even believed them that time. He would lean back a little, still weary of his horns. And he didn&#039;t want to take Su&#039;s eye out. Gave his head a shake, then let out a deep sigh. &ldquo;Thanks for &hellip; the reassurance; kinda feel like a pussy at the moment though.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;You are also in the process of healing. Mr has to bear the weight of the world.&rdquo; The twins would chide. &ldquo;What you feel like right now, regardless. Anthony, you have to learn to be at this level again. Please, don&#039;t slip back into character again. You can be at this point again. Relearn how to be at the normal level. You spent so much of your life shaping yourself into a hero; you have forgotten that you are mortal.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Hardly.&rdquo; Anthony would lightly say. A gloom was visibly hanging over him. &ldquo;I don&#039;t even have a soul.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;Actually, the girls somehow got it back for you.&rdquo; Hue told them as he opened and closed the door. Carrying a fresh carry pot. Ammy had the plates, and Jenny was lugging a big clay jug of tea.<br />\tBefore Anthony could ask for him to explain. Annie butted in. &ldquo;That can wait just a moment. We&#039;ve got a first timer here who has been reading herself to take the plunge for a good bit of time. Stop making her so nervous and take care of her already. You can talk and hump at the same time, right?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Oh, sorry, the nerves got to be getting to you.&rdquo; Anthony would tell the bird, who would reply with a nervous chuckle. &ldquo;Are you ready?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, guess the nerves were kinda getting to me.&rdquo; Susan would reply, a bit of a tremble had taken to her. Anthony&#039;s length had long been introduced to her front side, to which she had sat in his lap. Extended contact with nothing further, it had both excited and frustrated her.<br />\t&ldquo;Alright, twins, you are better at this part. Make sure she gets seated right. If she&#039;s as tight downstairs as she was up top. She&#039;s going to need time to let her insides adjust to the big, bad wolf.&rdquo; Annie would instruct, the twins giving a salute in response.<br />\t&ldquo;Roger.&rdquo; The lambs would chime. Then, moving into positions. Anthony supported her lower back, as the twins worked the aiming from both points; the entrer and the entry. &ldquo;Alright, let&#039;s do the bite the bullet route. The quicker we get her seated, the faster it stops hurting. Got it, Su, just don&#039;t tense up; it seriously only makes it worse. On the count of three, we&#039;re going to push him in. He&#039;s going to get to do yet more cherry picking. His Disaster Lord powers will revel in that. And we&#039;re going to get you down so it&#039;ll stop hurting sooner.&rdquo;<br />\t<br />\tThe pair nodded and decided to take a few deep breaths. Anthony would bite his lip, his tip getting stuffed into her opening. The twins would give the count, and Anthony would assure her descent was not too quick, nor would she be dropped. As Anthony would gasp loudly, the girl would squeal. She would then cry out, to which Anthony would just start swearing. The lambs would guide her down, and Anthony would not lose his grip, his hold on her back easing her worries. Then, finally, her soft, round ass would plop into his lap. She would hold him tightly, and Anthony, well, he would just roll his head back onto the couch. She would cry out loud and sharp; Anthony would proceed to drag out the word shit, longer than he ever had before.<br />\tHue would chuckle as the harpy was on pins and needles, trembling as her body was doing its best to adjust. Anthony, well, now he was drooling. &ldquo;Well, how is she? Harpies are a race I never could have dreamed of copulating with.&rdquo; Hue would ask, and Amaranth would giggle. Jenny was stirring the stew for Hue.<br />\t&ldquo;Don&#039;t bother asking any questions just yet.&rdquo; Annie would tease, kissing Anthony. &ldquo;He&#039;s not even able to think at the moment. It&#039;s a combination of her tightness and him playing nice with the demon lord rules, so it&#039;s playing nice with him in turn.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;I, he&#039;s so big.&rdquo; Su was barely able to get out. The twins would aid in easing her with rubbing and massaging.<br />\t&ldquo;Don&#039;t worry, love, he was too big for all of us the first time; Right, Annie?&rdquo; The twins would tell her, by no,w they had helped the tears to stop bubbling up.<br />\t&ldquo;I &hellip; uh, I got stuck for several hours.&rdquo; Annie would reply with a nervous rub of the back of her head. &ldquo;It was not because of his knot either. I bit off more than I could chew, and we had to wait, or getting it out would have hurt me. No hiding that kinda pain from mom and dad.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Shiiiit.&rdquo; Anthony would manage to get out. Before his head would just flop back again. It would only take a moment or two more, though. Then he was able to lift his head, able to keep his wits about him. &ldquo;I don&#039;t think I&#039;m getting out of her for a bit. For two reasons, A, we&rsquo;re stuck, I can feel it. I am no fan of pulling things out that are not mine. B I don&#039;t want to. This one, oooh I think I&#039;m going to enjoy letting her take my shape.&rdquo; He would stroke her head a little to help Su feel better. Tracking fingers and claw tips down her back to give her other sensations to distract her mind with. But he would look over to Hue. &ldquo;Ok, I&#039;m ready for you to tell me whatever it was.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tHue would nod, stirring the pot of stew, then ladling some into bowls after Jenny had agreed to start pouring the cups of tea. Where he would retell for them. The events of the past. The two were exploring the dream worlds when Hue was teaching Anthony to use Druidic powers. About the Nightmare they fell into. How Nightmares don&#039;t normally move, they can be attracted or created. How he fought for hours against it. Fought until his hands bled. That for all his efforts, try as he may. All he could do was watch that storm run off with his Soul Form. That how with the loss of the Soul Form, the Mindscape is lost. How vital the mindscape is for all casters; how gaining access is the first step into a caster reaching the arch levels. How without it, one does not sleep, one does not dream; it is like one is dead and slowly rots. Without that, they know all too well, the mind does not regain mana. How it was no act of the demon within for the loss of his soul. Explaining that it was his failure to shepherd his friend that caused that wound. About how he had tried every night since trying to find his mindscape, Lost now in the Trackless Dream Realms. But how each and every night since, his search had been fruitless. Hue then paused his tale, passing out the bowls as Su slowly started to fit around her new position. Hue went on to tell them that the feat they had achieved, finding and freeing Anthony&#039;s soul form, was unheard of. That in his quest, he had explored more of the dream than any druid before him combined. Yet he had never found it, never stopped looking either. Then, after setting a pair of bowls on the table for the currently conjoined pair. Hue sat before Anthony, laid his head on the floor, and asked his friend if he could forgive his failure.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tAnthony looked to Hue, still waiting for a response. For a change, a pang of anger flexed in Anthony&#039;s brow. Still cuddling Su, kindly mind you. &ldquo;Hue, let me ask you a question. Did you not save the life of one Annabel Grayclaw and one Jennifer Grayclaw? Did you not fix my mind alongside the moon goddess at the Font of Dreams?&rdquo; He would ask for the first time using legal names. Hue would lift his head a little and would reply in the affirmative. &ldquo;Then why the fuck is your head on the floor? What the actual fuck do you, of all fucking people, have to seek forgiveness from me for? I owe you more than I could ever repay! My mate sucked you off, and yet I still consider you my best friend; you know how jealous I am of her. Anyone who touches her loses that fucking hand; anyone who hurts her gets to meet Francis, inside of his cage. And I know myself, even if I can&#039;t remember this. The field trip was my idea from the beginning, wasn&#039;t it?&rdquo; Hue would now lift his head, then give a solemn nod. &ldquo;Then once again, it is my fault. You need no forgiveness for being unable to stop a corrupted force of nature, but I was the reason we both were there. Hue, I&#039;m sorry that I have left scars so deep on your giant heart of gold; could you ever forgive me?&rdquo;<br />\tTo which Hue would smile, finally letting himself shed a few tears. &ldquo;Without you, my friend, I would not have been here to achieve any of those feats. Can I truly claim any of them?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;It seems you two may be at an impasse. What a sticky situation, huh?&rdquo; Su would tease them, trying and succeeding in being cute.<br />\tBoth of the boys would proceed to glance at her, cheeks burning with blush. Without missing a beat. &ldquo;You&#039;re stuck on a cock. You&#039;ve no room to talk.&rdquo; Both males would quip at the same time, even managing a mirror like harmony the twins often used. Leading to the entire room into an eruption of laughter.<br />\tNope, the twins couldn&#039;t miss this chance. Managing to hold their sides and catch their breath long enough to tease them with. &ldquo;Oh my god, it&#039;s so fucking cute when those two do that. When did you two become twins?&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tThe two boys then glanced toward them in sync. &ldquo;Shut up!&rdquo; They would mirror in both tone and frustration. This time, even Annie couldn&#039;t help it and started laughing. Jenny was nearly peeing herself as she was rolling on the floor. Even Alice was finding herself laughing. Su was laughing loudly until she snorted, covered her face in embarrassment. Then, well, until she managed to slip. Finding herself now straddled on his knot, and Anthony dot exe stopped responding again.<br />\t&ldquo;Ooh, oh my. This,&rdquo; Su would start giving a giggle and rubbing her feathers into Anthony&#039;s head. Hue laughed a moment, then went to get himself some stew. &ldquo;I think I could get used to this. Just be easy on me, you are such a big boy after all.&rdquo;<br />\tThe twins would then be flanking her. &ldquo;Sweetheart, you&#039;re tiny, he&#039;s above normal size for a wolf, believe it or not. Kudos for taking all of him, but your fame is smaller than even ours, and we&#039;re dwarf sheep.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;What, that can&#039;t be true.&rdquo; Su would quip, trying to move to both sides to glare at both twins. Only making her and Anthony moan. &ldquo;Well &hellip; I do suppose. We harpies do have to be able to fly.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Remember, our naughty boy here also never wants to pull out; not that he can right now. Insides will remain inside at all times, thank you VERY much. Anthony doesn&#039;t like it, no female should or wish another to suffer that kinda pain. So get ready to enjoy tha&hellip;&rdquo; Annie would start, then suddenly pause. Speaking about someone who knew him very well. &ldquo;Anthony, you&#039;d better go light load on her. It&#039;s her first time, and her pussy has turned your brain off twice already. You know better than to play pop the loli.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;I know, I know.&rdquo; Anthony would tell them, as they would watch the black in his eyes suddenly pull back; in fact, his pupils went back to normal. It had felt like some wedged cork had finally come loose and allowed something painful to drain. &ldquo;Well, would you look at that &hellip;&rdquo; Anthony would joke as he looked over to the mirror.<br />\t&ldquo;See, healing.&rdquo; Annie would tease before she would decide; know what, his lip needs to be bitten. She would bite and pull, and he would let her. It was the first time she got a yelp from him, too.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tAnthony would growl at her, but still would let her try to make off with his lip. Make a bite at her own before she&#039;d return to her bowl of food. Anthony would then turn his gaze to Su. &ldquo;So, how would you like to do this? You want me to hump, or would you rather try it slow and bounce?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;If you wouldn&#039;t mind. I think I would like to do some exploring. I&#039;ll do the moving if I can.&rdquo; Su told him. Which would get her an instant response from the other girls; that cock warming is his kink, along with a fondness for baking. Anthony would flush; he&#039;d open his mouth. But rather than let him, the girl all at once teased him by beating him to it and shouting.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;SHUT UP!&rdquo; All the girls, even Jenny and Amaranth, would get in on the joke. Then, giggles would erupt again, and Anthony&#039;s face would flush over again. He would proceed to pout by looking away. In time to gasp as Su pulled herself up, put herself right back down.<br />\t&ldquo;Ooh, mistake, that was a mistake.&rdquo; Su&#039;s face would proceed to twist. &ldquo;ow ow fuck.&rdquo; Hue would jump from his seat and hurry over. Energies already swirling around his hand as he let it come to a rest on her lower abdomen. Her face eased right back into comfort. &ldquo;OOOh thank yooou. I think I tugged something.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Ook, red flag; taking a look now.&rdquo; Hue would drone. Pressing his thumb to the bird&#039;s forehead, then once more saying. &ldquo;Echo of The Grove.&rdquo; His mark would be made, his eyes would cover the white mist. He would look at things, the mark on Anthony glowing once more to life. &ldquo;I uh.&rdquo; He would stammer, checking again to make sure. Before his palm would once more rest on his face. He&#039;d let out an exasperated sigh. &ldquo;Once more, my friend, you&#039;ve found yet another way to impress me.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;What did he do?&rdquo; Annie would ask, now coming as a worrywart, was showing.<br />\t&ldquo;He,&rdquo; Hue would start, unsure how to explain it. &ldquo;Uh, he has her, in essence, double knotted. The head of his cock is too large in diameter for the entrance of her womb. Meaning his dick is now double stuck, inside both her cunt and her womb. When she tried to pull up, his dick could not move, so her organ was forced to.&rdquo; Which resulted in the other girls, minus Ammy, who lacked the organ in question, going &#039;youch&#039; almost collectively.<br />\t&ldquo;Alright, I can fix this; I think.&rdquo; Anthony told them. Getting a side eye from the girls. &ldquo;What I can, I just need Ann to give me back my mask. I&#039;m not ready to risk casting without it.&rdquo; Ann would keep up the side eye a moment longer, would nod. Open her little pocket, reach in, then hand Anthony back his black mask. He would clip it back on. &ldquo;Alright, one second.&rdquo; He would look at a few things once or twice. &ldquo;Uhh, shit, where did I put it? Who fucked with my ui?&rdquo; He would glance at Annie. However, what made Su suddenly shriek was when Sinner would bubble up on Anthony&#039;s shoulder. Cackling like a sociopath for a moment.<br />\tUntil Annie would grab the ooze. &ldquo;She&#039;s not ready for you yet, troublemaker.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Aw, but I want to play. She looks fun and easy to scare. Heheh I&#039;m gonna like you girl.&rdquo; Sinner would tease. But thanks to new powers. Even though she grabbed one handful of the stuff. The rest of the mass had to follow. &ldquo;OOOh well played girl; however did you manage to see my core?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;That would be because.&rdquo; Annie would start. &ldquo;Because I am the Fifth Star Child; The One Who Sees the Truth in the Dark.&rdquo; She would tell him as her eyes would shine red for a moment. &ldquo;I can see right through you now.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;OOOOOH, speaking of someone who&#039;s gonna be fun. Want to fight or something, girl? Heh, come on, some me them Fangs.&rdquo; He would goad as his ooze would grapple and wrestle with Ann. She wouldn&#039;t take to lightly to it, and turned on her heel. Started to approach the cupboard, &ldquo;What are you doing?&rdquo; She would open it and see one of Hue&#039;s large mason jars. &ldquo;Wait, what are you doing!?!&rdquo; She would grab the jar, &ldquo;WAITWAITWAIT NOT THE JAR!!!!&rdquo; She would stuff his core in. It would force his body inside due to how the core worked. &ldquo;NOOOOOOOO!&rdquo; She would snap the jar with a snap of a latch. Sinner would bump the jar to the left, then to the right once. Then glared at her from inside. &ldquo;Girl, you do realize this means war.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Bite me.&rdquo; Annie would tell him as she picked up the jar. &ldquo;Next time I&#039;ll get a pickle jar.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;DON&#039;T YOU DARE.&rdquo; Sinner would roar. &ldquo;I HATE PICKLES!&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tThough by this point, Anthony would have found what he was looking for. &ldquo;Alright, found it. Never thought I would use it, but I guess if it can make it bigger, it should be able to go the other way. Let&#039;s see if I can dial myself back a wee bit now. Ann&#039;s right, uh, insides are supposed to be inside. Kinda hard to enjoy humping something you&#039;ve nearly torn out.&rdquo; And that would, perhaps a first. Would get him to glare a dagger at Ann, who, perhaps for the first time, felt a chill run down her spine. &ldquo;Right, Annabel?&rdquo; Which would make the girl shrink under his gaze. &ldquo;Scaring your uncle to death and forcing him to fix a prolapse on his niece; it&#039;s not funny, is it?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;No, no, not at all. It hurt like hell after the adrenaline wore off.&rdquo; Annie would confess. &ldquo;How many times do I have to apologize for that. I swear I thought I heard Mom and Dad.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;I had just knotted you, damn it; even if I was a pup, I was at my thickest!&rdquo; Anthony, for a change, yelled at her. Making a startled silence settled in the room. &ldquo;I &hellip; fuck.&rdquo; Would clutch his head for a moment. &ldquo; No nonono not now. Hue, that little shit. He Raged me.&rdquo; Digging his claws into his scalp in an attempt to keep his senses. &ldquo;Do something.&rdquo; That was not Anthony&#039;s voice that time.<br />\t&ldquo;Yup yup, No impromptu boss fights please.&rdquo; Hue would tell him. Instantly, he went into one spell; then stopped mid thought. &ldquo;Oh wait, I don&#039;t have to use that one anymore, do I? Which is good, I hate having to use Blood Magic.&rdquo; So, instead, a glinting mist would come from his hand. Which he would lay on Anthony&#039;s head. &ldquo;Slumber.&rdquo; Hue commanded as he would wag Anthony left and right a few times. His face slowly turned from fangs bared into peaceful calm. &ldquo;And Wake.&rdquo; Hue would order him with a snap of his fingers.<br />\tAnthony would take a shallow inhale. Thoughts clear again. &ldquo;Man, that is better than the other way.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Told you.&rdquo; Hue told him, then rubbed his shoulder. &ldquo;I don&#039;t just talk because I like the sound of my voice.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\t&ldquo;I don&#039;t just like the sound of my voice.&rdquo; Anthony would tease back. Leading to the girls giggling again. As he would look at the menu now in his field of view. It was a list of things he could change about himself, due to the half of his nature that was now irreversibly demonic. Could make himself taller or shorter, had a full suite of body modifications, including making sure the supply regenerates about as fast as he could use it. It could make his member bigger and change its shape. Never intended to use it, he was already in a size category that made it difficult to find a female of a size to take him; why would he need it any bigger? But he would grab the dial with his right pointer finger; now stabbed in the air. He would try to drag the dial back. The girl&#039;s face in of itself showed yeah that it works. First, her face would show surprise, she&#039;d look down, would then be able to slide herself back up off of him. He had only dialed it back two notches, but it was enough to unstuck her. &ldquo;Damn, I wish I could have done that as a pup.&rdquo; Which would make Annie&#039;s ears drop, and glance away as she put another spoonful in her mouth. The girls glanced over, unable to hide a rather disappointed look on their faces as they saw his diminished size. But he would then stop. Surprise the lot of them who knew him. When he reached up for that mask on his face. Actually took it off, then left it aside on the table. He took a breath as he felt the power levels in his body drop again. So used to being so wired and amped, parts of him were screaming that something was wrong. But at least he managed the willpower not to reach for it. Though his eyes kept looking back at it, like it was some manner of addictive drug.<br /><br /><br /><br />\tSu would glance over to the girls when suddenly his attention was on the mask. Like it had some siren song that had enthralled him. Annie would give her a nod. The twins behind her were giving a certain finger in hole gesture. She would nod, looking back at Anthony, still looking at that mask. Like he was in the process of resisting the urge, too, and yet wanting to grab it. Su managed to claw his attention back when she pressed a kiss to his lips. Got his eyes to meet hers, as she lined herself up &hellip; or well, tried too. She had only just had her cherry picked. She&#039;d glance over to the lambs, an embarrassed smile on her face. Sally would laugh, Arie would hold a hand out like she had sworn to do some duty. Came over, helped the newbie line herself up for her. Then Su would sink herself back down onto it. Anthony would bite his lip again, obviously not as tightly as before. Anthony had been scared witless once by prolapsing something; he would never do so again; what a weird thing to be afraid of, right? &ldquo;I see what she meant. Eyes over here, handsome. You are plenty strong just as you are. You could mow normal people down by the droves. But that is not you, so stay here in this moment with us. Let the worries that burden your shoulders. The fears that make you reach for that mask. Wait at the door and set them aside for now.&rdquo; Su would tell him softly and comfortingly. Pressing a kiss to his cheek, then looking down at her belly. &ldquo;Still such a big boy, oh my.&rdquo; She would roll her hips around. The girl was wincing a little as she was still stinging.<br />\tAnnie, however, would snap her fingers. &ldquo;Taking too long. Stalling doesn&#039;t help either of you.&rdquo; She would look over, and she would meet Anthony&#039;s eyes. There was hunger in them. They had been playing with fire; he had been getting burned. &ldquo;Take it easy on her, but go ahead and take her.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Well, I guess I really don&#039;t know what I&#039;m doing.&rdquo; Su would laugh awkwardly. &ldquo;I guess, I take back my choice. Show me what it feels like, please be gentle.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Always. What&#039;s the point of damaging the goods I want to enjoy?&rdquo; Anthony would tell her. Even as she would eep, cry out in surprise. Then finds herself with her back on the couch. The bashful monster took her once she found herself pinned. Legs and talons both in the air. She would flex the talons in a more primal response. It was pure bashfulness that made her wave her legs around.<br />\t&ldquo;Hold!&rdquo; The twins would scold. Each lamb suddenly held an avian ankle. &ldquo;Safety guards, we have at least three individuals in this room without real time magic protection spells. As such, these daggers are being confiscated.&rdquo; The two would chime. &ldquo;Fortress of Time, blunt this blade until we say.&rdquo; They would press their glowing green hands to the harpies&#039; talons, which would glow a moment, then would look normal. To make sure, Arie took a talon and attempted to slash her palm with it. But got the expected result when her talon could not cut anything, as if blunted by thousands of years of nonexistent sharpening. &ldquo;Ok, Talons secured; Resume humping.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tOnce the green light was given. Suu would eep when Anthony licked his lips. Unable to hold anymore, a hunger in his eyes that made her tremble. Her legs ended up pressed against him or wrapped around his hips. He would start slow. She&#039;d roll her head back, starting to moan. As he would start thrusting into her. Slow and steady for the start. Su would gasp as he would start moving and thrusting into her. Touching parts of her that were being touched for the first time. So he&#039;d keep at it, as Su would start reacting. She&#039;d moan, arch her back, talons flexing as her legs would flail behind him. As Anthony would manage to take it slow, even with the bubble of demonic lust now aching through his system. Feeling her insides adjust around him, now that he was a literal stabbing pain she had sat herself on. Every time he pressed against or rubbed on something new, he would earn him a delicious moan from her.<br />\tBut as those two devolved into a pile of fur and feathers. The male grunting and the bird chirping and moaning. Annie put another spoonful of stew in her mouth. She glanced back over at Anthony&#039;s character sheet. In her field of view. Truth Seer was having a hard time holding the window open. To show the scorched blood stained pages. His stats were astronomical. His page, however, was ripped and torn, blood soaked and burned. His true character sheet fought back even against the power of her now awakened star, keeping most of it hidden from her. But the more they got in and the more healing he got. She was starting to notice these defenses were slowly retreating. And right now, with Anthony&#039;s mind in the bird, those defenses were even more lax. She was about to get her eyes to read the Eldar verses that she had heard. A limit breaker state, Anthony had unknowingly built into a Nephilim. She glanced up to where his race information was no longer listed as Rocky Mountain Gray Wolf, like she was. No, he was now known as a Nephlim Triarii Nymph; whatever that even was. It made her ears drop to know her uncle was now a wolf only in appearance. No wonder she would always see him sneaking more of the vegetables than he did as a pup. When he was little, his belly had no tolerance for plant matter. It would, nine times out of ten would make him vomit. To see him eating so much of them these days, she should have known better. What else have I missed? She would ask as she would glance around the page. But her ears would perk up as Su would cry out loudly. She would swear in her head as she would feel the defenses surge in activity. But she would be able to lock down one last part of the page. Before Iratum would come screaming back and chase her eye away.<br />\t&ldquo;OOOOOH Fuck.&rdquo; Anthony would cry out, exploding into the harpy that was milking him for the long haul. One of those legs and talons wrapped around his head, the other around his waist. Anthony had knotted and erupted into the bird. Now had himself a handful of that bird&#039;s ass, as he opted to sit up straight. Make that girl get his knot in good and deep. Before he&#039;d dial his dick back up to size, enjoying the girls&#039; moaning and multiple orgasms. Remembering to fill her belly up all the way to the top. But not to pop her womb into the outside. Pulling her snug into his embrace, her insides learning real good real fast how to milk the head of a cock. And just let him swell a very nice cum bulge in her belly.<br />\t&ldquo;Oh my.&rdquo; Su would say, as she would collapse into his arms. Just riding out a golden afterglow.<br />\tIf only for a moment, Anthony was also lost in bliss. Until his senses were harshly returned. He glanced over to Annie, who sheepishly glanced away. &ldquo;What did you do? Ira actually came and tattled on you; what did you see?&rdquo;<br />\tAnn didn&#039;t respond at first, opting to shovel more food in her mouth. &ldquo;ANN!&rdquo; he snapped this time. The shadow was in his ear, telling him lies. But Annie was acting fishy and unknowingly lent credibility to its claims and allegations.<br />\t&ldquo;OK, ok, I just noticed that the score markers at the bottom of your character page had gotten bigger, is all.&rdquo; Annie would tell him softly. &ldquo;It&#039;s nothing to worry about.&rdquo;<br />\tThat would be the moment his ears would drop. His pulse would start to race; his mind falling to panic and fear. &ldquo;You&#039;ve &hellip; you&#039;ve seen them?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;Well, yeah.&rdquo; Annie told him, wondering why she suddenly saw such shame on him. It was like even his aura had started radiating shame. &ldquo;I mean it&#039;s nothing to worry about, right?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;What do you mean it&#039;s nothing to WORRY ABOUT!?!?!&rdquo; Anthony tried to keep calm, but failed. His tone and voice raised with anger and self loathing. &ldquo;If those two tally counters ever got out. The entire fucking world would know how much blood was coated on my hands.&rdquo;<br />\tHis outburst shocked the others. And the shade hovering over Anthony&#039;s shoulder like a little snitch. But Annie then asked. &ldquo;Wait two?&rdquo; Anthony stopped for a moment. &ldquo;What do you mean two?&rdquo;<br />\tAnthony stopped in dead silence for a moment. The shade, irking, and shouting hushed and concealed lies. Demanding that he shut the female up. But it could not stop him from speaking anymore. &ldquo;There &hellip; there are two tally counters at the bottom of my true character page. How many monsters I&#039;ve killed &hellip; and how many people I&#039;ve killed.&rdquo;<br />\tThe others look at Anthony, unsure how to take that information. Until Annie then said. &ldquo;No, there are not two tally counters at the bottom of your page; there are three. Who told you there were only two?&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;No, there&#039;s not.&rdquo; Anthony told her back, seemingly in shock.<br />\t&ldquo;Yes, there is.&rdquo; Annie shot back this time. Now, far more intently than before. A flaw she didn&#039;t see. Why did he think he was a monster?<br />\t&ldquo;No, there&#039;s not.&rdquo; Anthony shot back. Caught between self loathing and shock. &ldquo;I&#039;ve seen them go up with my own eyes.&rdquo;<br />\t&ldquo;And I&#039;m telling you, you&#039;re wrong. There are three counters; do you not trust me?&rdquo; Annie got up and approached him. &ldquo;Iratum, it&#039;s him, isn&#039;t it. It&#039;s lying to you, telling you falsehoods and fables.&rdquo;<br />\tAnthony did then glanced at the shade that vanished after only a few seconds of scrutiny. So, glancing back over to her. &ldquo;What &hellip; what does the third counter track?&rdquo; Anthony asked, his voice barely able to manage above a whisper.<br />\t&ldquo;How many people have you saved.&rdquo; Annie informed them. &ldquo;You&#039;ve really never seen it?&rdquo; Anthony&#039;s face softened. He was able to speak.<br />\t&ldquo;WELL, DON&#039;T KEEP US WAITING!&rdquo; Sinner would roar as he erupted from Anthony&#039;s pelt. &ldquo;How many souls has this idiot saved?&rdquo;<br />\tAnthony still stood in disbelief. Glancing at Annie would look over. &ldquo;Well, it currently says that you&#039;ve saved. Over three hundred and twenty seven billion, eight hundred and ninety seven million, four hundred and sixty seven thousand, one hundred and twenty one. The last time I saw it, you were just over two hundred billion.&rdquo; There was a shock to his face, but a good one. &ldquo;Somehow, something you&#039;ve done lately has added well over one hundred and twenty billion souls to the &#039;you&#039;ve saved&#039; counter.&rdquo; The twins came over and hugged him. It was as if his fear almost seemed to melt off him. &ldquo;Anthony, you are no monster. You are the greatest hero this world has ever known. The number of lives you have saved FAR eclipse those you&#039;ve ended. Your hands are not coated in blood; they are the hands that have been burned and charred from pulling people&#039;s souls from hellfire and damnation.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br /><br />\tHe was quiet for a moment. Then what needed to happen finally did. He fell back into his seat. Having since stood up and made Su hold onto him to avoid falling. And started to cry. &ldquo;I&#039;ve &hellip; actually saved that many people? &hellip; My suffering wasn&#039;t pointless &hellip; after all?&rdquo; To which Annie would nod. With some help from Truth Seer, was able to show him and the others the counters. The two kill counts may have gone up, but only by a few hundred thousand. The saved counter was the only one that had gone up by leaps and bounds. &ldquo;I&#039;ve &hellip; I&#039;m really not a monster?&rdquo;<br />\t<br />&ldquo;No, you are a true hero.&rdquo;<br /><br /><br />\tAnd the lightness that filled him that moment. Slowly started eating away and the doubt and self loathing, the self pity and hatred. Finally, give him the first step he needed to walk back into the light.<br /><br /><br /><br />\t~end of chapter~<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>",
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