Pruriential Paladin Ch.00 Pt. 09

I'll attempt to change the other titles to match this format going forward.

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By the time Bridget, Devin and I returned with our new charges in tow, Kaikadi had worked out a plan to house the wayward guild and used Lily and her Pink Ladies to implement it.

The result had left the militant woman staring at the newly decorated palace from the fountain at the center of the square when we arrived, grinding her teeth and groaning in a simple white uniform not unlike my own. Though where mine bore my mother's red glyph over my breast, hers bore mine in purple

"I did NOT tell her to do THAT." She spat the words like poison as she pointed towards the renovated palace, which now looked more like child's dollhouse than the creepy-as-fuck murder-mansion it had before.

I chuckled, "Well, it is an improvement..."

She stabbed me with her steely eyes and stopped grinding her teeth again long enough to spit, "The inside is worse."

I turned to Faeravin and found the dark elf also staring incredulously at the newly pink building, "It looks like Barbara's Dreamhouse and the Presidential Mansion had a baby..."

Devin raised an eyebrow at the drow's words, "That is so weird... I was gonna say Barbie's Fantasyhome and the White Palace..."

I shrugged at the elves' equally confused faces, and offered a quick explanation. "We call it reality bleed. Your worlds are similar, but not the same. This 'Barbara' is probably a deity somewhere, and their presence leaked across both of your worlds." Pulling the conversation back onto the tracks, I focused on the drow. "As for the palace, I'm sure I can get her to modify the palette. Well.. pretty sure." Hopefully.

My slimy little princess could be down right obstinate when she wanted to be...

The drow shook her head and sighed, "It's just... very pink."

She wasn't wrong.

Even the formerly grey stone of its base had been either painted or transmuted pink, along with the walls, the windows, the steps, the roof, the chimneys. All various shades of vibrant pink. And from what I could see, every window now had pink drapes, and even pink lighting shining behind them...

Turning to Kai, I asked, "Are the lights-"

She cut me off without looking at me, "All pink. Everything. She even transmuted the tiles..."

A loud gasp behind me told me her guildmates had caught up and seen their new home, and I turned to find an ogre smiling in wonder.

"OHMYGOD! IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!" His words bellowed like a roar, but with the giddy tempo of an ecstatic fanatic. The ogre wasn't alone with his clapping hands and sparkling eyes as half a handful of others smiled while the rest were taken aback at best.

While I didn't want to make any assumptions, I was guessing from their reactions and observations I'd made during our return that at least a few had found themselves in bodies that not only didn't match their original species, but also their anatomical sex. "Bridget, do you think you can brew or bake some things to help our new friends feel more like themselves?"

The blonde serial killer raised an insulted eyebrow, so I quickly added, "I meant would it fit into your schedule."

Her pinched smile became a smirk as she sighed and rolled her eyes, "You're fucking lucky you're pretty, you know that?"

I matched her smirk and wiggled my own eyebrow at the uncharacteristic compliment, "I do."

The self proclaimed lesbian bit her lip, then narrowed her eyes as she read the smugness in mine, "Dinner tonight. You and me. We have shit to talk about." Shifting her eyes to Devin, she added, "Both of you."

Sensing her sudden unease, I wiped my smile clean of anything but respect and nodded. "Of course, Lady Bridget."

The short blonde snorted a laugh, "Bro, call me a 'lady' again and I'll punt your balls into your throat."

I chuckled as she turned to depart for the inn, "Understood." Her reply came in the form of a rude gesture I knew she didn't mean as she swayed her hips, showing off her curves as she swaggered away.

Faeravin's voice tore my gaze away from the lethal woman's leather clad backside a few moments later, "Umm... Now that you've mentioned food..." Her stomach growled audibly, drawing more chuckles from everyone except Kai, "Sorry, I haven't eaten since breakfast. And I know plenty of my guildies have poor eating habits as well..."

Devin responded to the blushing dark elf before I could, "Oh he didn't mean normal food, but we have plenty of that too." Turning to the silver haired Kai, she raised an eyebrow, "I assume..." The ginger elf let her words fall away.

And the grizzled human woman finished for her with a smile, "That I anticipated the need to feed a dozen or so floodworlders with no supplies of their own? Yes, yes I did."

The freckled elf scrunched her nose and smiled, "You're the best Kadi! You should come to dinner, too." Kai and I both opened our mouths, but she spoke over both of us, "I'll talk to Bridget, it'll be fine. She loves you just as much as I do, she's just not very good at showing it."

I closed my mouth and shared a shrug with Kai, "She's not wrong."

The laconic woman huffed, but nodded before turning back to Faeravin as the rest of her guild approached while chatting with two pink-clad knights, "Come on, let's get some chow in you guys." Shifting her eyes to me, she added, "Our civilian administrator, Linnea, has a presentation for you as well."

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The common room of the inn had been rearranged to accommodate a small stage, presently occupied by a podium specifically designed for small folk.

Behind that podium, a two foot tall halfling woman wearing denim trousers and a simple white shirt began her presentation with a professional tone, lacking her typical drawl. "Welcome! And know that you are safe."

I ate my food and kept my focus on the halfling as she explained again, and in better detail, their new reality. After that, she went on to demonstrate the usage and utility of various common magical items, and explain why they should wait until they'd been trained properly before attempting to use their own new powers.

The wayward guild watched with their jaws on the floor as she shifted her garments to an elegant white dress, and then a swimsuit that showed off a surprisingly toned and muscular body.

Meeting my eyes, the scantily clad halfling blushed but smiled confidently as she continued. "As I said before, our Lord, Brother Dilin, is kind, just and merciful. But you should know he is a paladin of joy, and his mother was originally a goddess of lust and passion."

"His aura is quite potent, and he is presently suppressing it. When you feel it, you can choose to deny it and it will not have an effect." She raised an eyebrow at me and smiled, "Brother Dilin, if you would be so kind as to release yourself for me?"

I opened my mouth to argue, but as usual was cut off before I could.

"Your aura is subversive, and they should know what to expect when they encounter it." The halfling's smile told me resistance was futile, and she made a good point regardless.

So I sighed, and released the bonds I'd bound around my soul and the room immediately filled with gasps and moans.

For me, it was like I could suddenly take a full breath again and sense a sweetness in the air I couldn't before. I could feel the health of every single person in the room, and the building, and the square. I could taste their arousal if I chose to, and hear the song of their souls if I listened close enough.

But I refrained, and kept my attention on the halfling now biting her lip as her nipples threatened to pierce her 'swimsuit' top, ignoring the faces now turned to me with lust in their eyes.

Linnea winked at me before continuing with a purr in her voice, "I hear it's even better when he's actually inside you, but I haven't yet been honored by his massive cock!" Feigning embarrassment, she slapped her hands over her mouth and giggled, "Oops! Sometimes it can make you a little too honest!"

The room chuckled awkwardly as she grew more serious, "Now, simply wish to not have our Lord inside you and the feeling will be gone."

Devin snorted next to me as I groaned at the halfling's wording, and felt only two manage to resist from the effect. Raising my hand first, I clarified. "All you have to do is think, 'stop' at it."

Devin quickly added, "It's easier if you remember that you can turn it back on, too!" Several more resisted the effect quickly, with others managing to slowly, but before they could all do so my attention was drawn to a soul behind me I didn't recognize as Linnea continued her speech.

"And now that our Lord has seen that we can all make our own decisions, he can more comfortably be himself. As he would want for each of us. This is his domain, after all." With a gesture, her skimpy attire became the simple denim and cotton shirt it had been as she turned back to the crowd, "Which brings me to my next point, his exhibitionism..."

It was my turn to blush as I leaned to Devin, "Try to be subtle, but is there someone on the stairs behind us?"

Devin turned in her seat to look up at me, pursing her lips for a kiss which I promptly gave as her eyes darted for the stairs. She let out a small squeal of surprise as I pierced her lips with my tongue, then melted into me as I found hers and we danced. Taking her face into my hands, I stroked her cheeks with the thumb of one while the other slid up her slender ear to stroke its sensitive tip.

Her body tensed as I felt her arousal blaze, quivering as her hypersensitive body brought her to the brink of orgasm within moments. Enhanced by my aura, the need in the gorgeous, ginger elf's eyes for release called to me and became my purpose for breathing.

Rolling the sensitive tip of her long ear in my fingers, I tightened my grip on her face and growled a moan down her throat, then sucked her tongue into mine and the air from her lungs as she squealed, shuddered, and gently came as I sucked her deep and breathed air full of passion. Then filled her again with my love as I moaned with her pleasure.

Her hands found my shoulder and chest as her tongue came to life in my mouth, squeezing my flesh tight and pressing her nails into me as she moaned through her aftershocks while my cock throbbed in his sheath. Before taking her tongue back suddenly as she breathlessly whispered. "We have an audience, husband."

I smiled and kissed her lips, "Wife."

Her face became a crimson blush as her smile became infinitely more gorgeous each moment, sparkling with love, joy, and wonder.

Her nose scrunched, "You can't take it back now, I have witnesses."

Tearing my eyes away from her sparkling emeralds, I found a room of onlookers gauping. Half of them had reactivated the effects of my aura, and the halfling on the stage behind them was biting her lip and shuddering with one arm hidden behind the podium she now leaned against.

I shrugged at their stares and smiled awkwardly, "Um... Sorry?" It was just a kiss, after all. Mostly... "Are marriages private things on your world?"

Devin leaned her head on my shoulder and giggled, then whispered, "Arika's mother is on the stairs, watching."

My eyebrows shot up in surprise at her words, and I felt for the tortured woman's soul reflexively to assess her health. What I found was a body in perfect condition, healed from whatever torment she'd suffered while her soul was being consumed, and a blazing pyre of need and desire.

I could practically feel her eyes burrowing into me as Linnea brazenly lifted her hidden hand to her lips and licked her fingers clean, purring between her slurping suckles as her drawl returned, "Like I was sayin', this here inn's gonna be our Lord's domain. Y'all get the big house to yerselfs, but we expect that you'll take in any more that comes along. He'll keep his aura tight if he comes over there, but over here we do as we please. Yer all adults, make her own decisions."

A long-limbed trollish woman raised her hand, and Linnea acknowledged her with a gesture. "I'll have what she's having." The room erupted into snorting laughter as the tension and disbelief shattered.

Linnea began passing out the trinkets she'd demonstrated for the floodworlders to play with, her professional voice returning as the halfling leapt from table to table, "Remember, think with intent. Speak to it like it's a person."

Catching the halfling's attention, I waved a goodbye and received a wink and a blown kiss before she warned me with her eyes of our watcher on the stairs. Nodding my thanks, I winked back at the survivor and she returned to her work without missing a beat.

Devin stood with me and slid her arm around my waist as we made for the stairs, calling out to the pale, scarred woman as she attempted to slip away, "It's Portia, right?"

She tensed and I knew I'd made a mistake immediately as she snapped, "No. Portia means 'pig'. That's what he always called me. My name was Seraliel, before my grace was torn from me."

I stopped at the base of the stairs as she spoke, but Devin wore a gentle smile and continued on to offer her hand to the pale woman, "I'm Devin. It's nice to meet you. Can I call you Sera, or do you prefer Seraliel?"

I hid my wince as the angel took her hand, shaking it with an awkward smile, "I know you mean well, Devin, but Seraliel died long ago."

Touching Devin's back, I clarified the woman's words. "An angel's grace is their soul. The body that remains is an entirely different being, with its memories and form. She's not being euphemistic, she is not Seraliel."

The angel smiled for the first time with a wicked smirk and her golden eyes sparkled as she watched for Devin's reaction. "I'm her corpse."

Devin smirked back and ogled the nearly nude woman, "Pretty hot, for a corpse..."

The angel narrowed her eyes and cocked her head back as she folded her arms with a smile, "And you're pretty bold, for an elf."

"Did it hurt?" The odd question confused me, but I could practically feel Devin giddy with delight as the golden eyed woman and I looked at each other in confusion.

"Excuse me?"

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

The elf immediately burst into laughter as I tried to explain, "That's not how..." The entire room followed as they used their new trinkets to eavesdrop.

Even the angel joined as everyone got the joke but me, "She thinks I fell! I forgot how funny floodworlders are..."

"But that's not.." Her eyes narrowed and I recognized a look of recognition I'd seen many times before.

"Imagine a universe where it does, would you not ask?"

Still confused, I shook my head and pointed at the six golden tattoos that wrapped each limb and her ribs to her thighs. "Not if you still had wings? I mean, wouldn't you just.. land?"

The angel chuckled and sighed, "You're lucky you're pretty, aren't you?"

I laughed at a joke I'd heard a hundred times, "Yes ma'am, I am."

"C'mon then, pretty boy. Let's go wake up my daughter."

-- -- -- -- --

Now that we'd been moved into the inn properly, I had a room with a bed that fit six and a few couches of strategic design from my collection.

The angel smirked in appreciation, "You live comfortably. Are you a glutton?"

I nearly shook my head, then nodded. "I am. But my appetite does not control me." The angel wandered off as I spoke, inspecting a blade that caught her eye.

Devin took the opportunity to ask a question, "It's kinda weird that she's so.. normal. Right?"

I shook my head, "They don't really do mental trauma. I've never even heard of psionics working on one."

Arika watched her mother inspect the longsword with a sigh, "Well I think it's weird." Folding her scarlet arms of her naked breasts, she huffed, "She didn't even hug me..."

Sensing a problem I could solve, I pounced. "Do you need a hug?"

She smiled and instantly relaxed, "No baby, I don't need a hug."

Well fuck. Back to lost, then.

Devin had more questions, which at least gave me something to do. "Why does she have six wings and you have two? And I thought you were half-devil and half-human?"

I wiped my face and groaned at the ignorant question, "She is. Arika never got a chance to know the woman that gave birth to her. She never had a chance to..."

Arika was apparently not appreciative of my verbal tiptoeing, "He's trying to say I tore her apart when I was born, but he doesn't want to hurt my feelings. Portia is the only mother I ever knew."

I raised my hand slightly and gingerly corrected her, "She doesn't use that name anymore..."

The horned woman burned me with her fiery eyes as she snapped back, "Great! How about I just keep calling her MOM then?!"

The angel laughed and put the sword back down gently, "You may call me as you like Arika, and I'm sorry I didn't hug you. I'll try to remember more often."

The door to the room opened and Bridget entered, towing Kai behind her. "Alright, we need to talk about the who fuck is in charge of this cluster-FUCK, YOU'RE HOT!"

I sighed as the short blonde gawked at my mother-in-law, or maybe my stepgrandmother-in-law? Maybe if I wanted to get murdered...

The moment my mother-in-law had learned from her daughter that the modesty of her garments was unnecessary, she'd stripped them away. And I couldn't disagree with the blonde as she ogled the golden haired seraphim's sculpted, curvy body.

Devin spoke to break the tension as the angel stared at the short woman intently, "Bridget meet-"

"Brenda." The angel, Brenda, brushed past the tiny killer's offered hand and wrapped her in a hug, "I'm happy to meet all of my grandson's wives!"

"REALLY!? You hug her first?!" Arika seethed and gnashed her teeth as her tail whipped furiously.

Meanwhile Bridget stared at me with terror in her eyes as the angel buried her face between her breasts as she gulped, "Help me?!"

I forced a chuckle in hopes of de-escalating the potentially volatile situation. "Brenda, could you please let her go? Also, I'm pretty sure she's not my wife." Turning to Arika I asked, "She's like me, isn't she?"

Arika snorted and folded her arms as Brenda released Bridget. "How the fuck do you think I knew how to deal with your ass?"

I kept my voice calm, and gave her the smile I knew she loved. "Then you know she didn't mean anything by it, and only hugged her so that she won't forget to hug you again?"

The cambion deflated and whipped her tail into her hand as she growled, "I do now..."

Turning to Brenda, I sighed. "Please hug your daughter. She was lying when she said she didn't need one, she just didn't need one from me."

Brenda surprised us all as her six golden tattoos grew into feathery wings that beat once together to throw her across the room and onto her daughter's lap, wrapping her in a hug with all ten of her limbs. And then began to tickle her furiously with all of them a moment later, "Who loves tickles!"

Arika screamed, "NO! YOU BITCH! GET OFF ME!" But broke down into laughter that wasn't only inspired by the angel's tickles as she playfully fought back.

Bridget stared slack jawed as the two nude women fought, Arika unfurling her own leather wings to utilize the spikes at their tips. "So bro... if we got married you wouldn't give a shit if I fucked your grandma, right?"

I stared with her dumbfounded and replied, "She's not my grandma..." The tickling duo slammed into the ceiling as their reunion went airborne, "So anyway, dinner?"

Kai tore her hand free of Bridget's and dashed my hopes of escape as she fixed her uniform. "It's being brought up. And I still don't know why I'm here."

Bridget growled, "You're here because you're family! Get over it!"

I shrugged and the silver haired woman laughed as she fell onto a couch, "You two are a mess..."

Bridget sat on the taller woman's lap and leaned in to kiss her as she purred, "But you love us anyway." Her moans seemed to acknowledge her agreement as she filled her hands with the small woman's thick ass and returned her kiss with a smile.

I turned to Devin, chuckling at the sudden turn of events, and found her gorgeous emeralds waiting for mine. "I wanna suck your cock so fucking bad right now...."

Bridget broke her kiss, and growled at the elf. "Do it, you little cumslut! Suck big Brother Dilin's big fucking cock..."

Devin had my pants down and my cockplate removed before her knees hit the carpet, and my throbbing cockhead in her mouth an instant later as she moaned and rolled her tongue around me lovingly. My swollen balls immediately rewarded her hungry suckles as the ache I'd been ignoring became glorious release, ecstasy racing through my cock to empty my heavy balls into the ginger elf's hungry mouth.

With each throb of cum pouring into her she swallowed me deeper into her throat, ears fluttering wildly as her tight esophagus stretched around my thick crown. I took them into my hands while her own went to work on herself, gripping them tight for balance as my hips thrust off their own accord, fucking my cock deeper still as I took control of her motions.

Her eyes rolled and the tight green dress she wore became a lace choker while mine dined on the muscles of her ass, savoring every sway as it clenched with every suckle and bob of her throat. She took all fifteen inches with her suckling caress, gulping my ecstasy as she sprayed the floor with her own, fingers shaking beneath as she dedicated every piece of her mind, body, and soul to our shared pleasure.

My balls throbbed and my cock swelled thick, and her fingers left her clit for my ass as she sank her nails deep. "Who's my favorite cumslut?"

Her soul screamed with joy as she fought my hands to fuck my cock faster, slamming her throat around me and slobbering without heed as her throat warbled and moaned one singular word.

-ME!-

A dam broke inside me and I buried myself to the root, feeding her all fifteen inches as my crown burst into her stomach, and flooded it with my cum. My knees quaked and she pressed me back onto a couch, twisting and moaning as pulses of pleasure seized my mind and body.

"Ohh f-fuck! DEVIN! I love you so much!" The simple words burst from my heart and gasped from my lips as I moaned in wonder as the gorgeous elf sucked my soul through my cock, gulping my cum as her throat stroked me from root to crown. Caressing me as her tongue writhed, her throat twisted, and her hair spun with a wild enthusiasm that sparkled in her gorgeous, smiling eyes and fluttering ears.

Her freckled skin shivered as her eyes met mine, and her soul answered my words as she screamed and pounded me hard with each word that burst inside my soul.

-I!! LOVE!!! YOU!! TOO!!!!-

Paralyzed with joy and pleasure, I could only stare into her gleeful eyes as she fellated me wildly with both hands between her legs, one pumping into her as the other vibrated over her clit. My ankles found the dimples just above her ass as I gasped and shuddered, hearing the dull thumps of her squirts spraying the carpet like trumpets that exploded my delight into pure, blissful ecstasy.

Time lost meaning as my beautiful elven wife's throat dances and sang around my cock as her soul and quim burst again and again. Filling us both with joy and wonder as our love and passion blaze bright for all to see.

Time returned with sharp nails that slid into my hair, causing my eyes to roll as an angel and a demon pressed to either side of me, "His Mother was the same way, absolutely insatiable and entirely powerless against those she loved." Arika's words came with the delighted, razor sharp smile of a carnivore as she snapped her teeth at me. "And delicious..."

A smaller, more gentle hand took mine from Devin's opposite ear as the angel began to inspect me with a curious eyebrow. "He is a created being, yes?"

Arika nodded, and ducked to lift my arm with her horns as her second hand slid up my abs to my heart, "You know Mother loved you..." Her tail wrapped my thigh as she laid her head on my shoulder and continued, "He is. Like himself, his Mother was incapable of producing true offspring. And could only produce daughters for others. But she wanted a son."

Whatever worry Arika has for my feelings was unnecessary, but I kissed her between her horns in appreciation for her care. I'd long suspected my birth was unorthodox, as were the births of many gods and demigods. And accepted that what I'd believed was my story was likely a fantasy I'd been allowed to keep. But I'd never truly been curious, or attached to the idea.

Hell, one of my favorite goddesses started off as a tumor and one of my war buddies had been a crow that accidentally flew through an ascension trial. Sharing a genealogy with reality-warping beings gets weird as fuck. And it doesn't get less weird over time, only exponentially more weird as you attain more divine power.

Which is exactly why I don't want to fucking ascend.

Brenda traced the veins of my arm up my wrist to my antecubital fossa, then smiled into my eyes as I knew she knew my soul. "He is made of many different things. I see Hellene and Heraklion, Elohim and Mythral, Scythian and Unseelie..."

I gulped as my heart skipped, "Wait!? I'm part fae?!"

On the couch across from me, Bridget broke her kiss and took her hand out of Kai's pants to point at me and laugh. "I knew you were a fucking faerie!" Facing me, she straddled Kai's legs and made her clothing into a bracelet as she barked, "My turn, slut! Bring me a mouthful of that pink spunk!"

Devin rolled her throat lovingly back to my crown as she pulled back and sucked until her cheeks were bloated, swallowed once and then filled them again before leaving my crown with a kiss of her pursed lips. My throbbing cock sprayed three more times as she smiled up at me, leaving thick pink lines across her freckles from her chin to her hair before she turned away.

Arika's nails stroked my heart as my wife bent to kiss my partner, tilting her face to make sure I could watch as the lesbian sucked my cum from her lips and licked her face clean.

The cambion purred to her mother as she watched the pair kiss, "She birthed him like Athena birthed Erichthonius, using clay she stole from Themiscyra and the blood of Heraklion slavers. She catalyzed his nascent soul with the fragments of a destroyed nephalem lover's, and the eternal light of an anaghra raocha's heart who martyred itself to destroy a demon king. She wet the clay with the holy waters of three dozen Scythian warriors, and hunted the Erlking to harvest his seed by force."

Devin broke her kiss and giggled, her words echoing my thoughts. "Fucking hell! Save some for the rest of us?!"

Bridget echoed her giggle with a laugh as she pushed her head between her legs, "Right?! But don't worry, I got plenty for you right here, slut." The elf's ass wiggled in excitement as she dove between the short blondes legs, causing her to gasp, "Oh fuck, Devin!" Her eyes met mine as she echoed my earlier words, "I love you so much!" Then fell to my throbbing cock as she bit her lip and came, gripping the ginger elf's ears as her lips and quim spasmed, spraying the carpet beneath her as she quavered. "AHhhHhHhHhHhHhFffuuoooowahhuuucKK!! fuckfuckFUUCK!"

Brenda laughed and her joy filled the air with golden music as I drank in the delicious melody of her soul, "That is not the seed of an Erlking!"

Arika sighed wistfully as she stroked my heart, "We spent every other month of her 'pregnancy' locked inside of her stable of unicorn studs, with her pounding us while they pounded her..."

Shaking her head Brenda chuckled as she wrapped her pale hand around my cock as she pressed her slender, tattooed body into my side, "You always did enjoy art, Arika. I'm not surprised that you married an artist, or that you fell in love with her work."

Her hand stroked me once and my pink cum flowed for her, pouring over her golden nails as she turned her matching eyes to me and asked, "You do not wish to be a god, do you Dilin?" I shook my head and she smiled, "Then we will be a choir, singing together."

Bridget gasped as she writhed atop Kai, cumming hard against Devin's face as the woman beneath her caressed her breasts and suckled her neck, "Family! We're a fucking FAMILY!"

Devin's sprays reached my toes as I hugged the angel and demoness beneath my arms tight as my cock lurched and spasmed while my balls drew tight and I gasped, "An Order!"

Her hand squeezed my root in an iron grip, catching my cum and halting my orgasm along with my breath as she raised an eyebrow sharply, "An Order of Wives and Mother's, Sisters and Daughters? Wedded in cause?"

I mewled as I attempted to speak, torn between begging her to let me cum and whether or not to scream my agreement with her words. Instead, Bridget growled, "A FUCKING FAMILY OF BADASS BITCHES!"

Devin sprayed my toes again as Brenda stroked me back to my tip with a pleased smile, then looked across me to her daughter, "He will be the Father of our Order, and you will be...?"

The demoness licked my ear with her forked tongue as she teased me, delighting in my desperate eyes as I twitched and writhed in ecstatic agony. "The Grand Mother."

Brenda laughed and stroked me slowly, allowing my cock a few false moments of release that only made me ache harder to cum. "I look forward to seeing what a wonderful Grand Mother you are, Arika. But I will walk at our Father's side as Sister Brenda."

The angel took me into her throat with as much ease as Devin, aided by the slobber and cum that still soaked me as Arika purred into my ear. "Don't think this means I give up. I will make you a g-"

Grabbing her by the throat and one horn, I yanked her face to mine and shoved my tongue between her flesh-rending teeth as her mother gorged herself on my seed. Moaning on my tongue as I poured my lust and pleasure into her soul as my mind swam through an endless ocean of ecstasy.

In blissful reverie, words came to my soul as the angel spoke to me with hers.

-Don't worry, Father. I'll protect you from her.-

And I knew she would as her love filled me.

My new wife.

My guardian angel.

My Sister.

Brenda.

-- -- -- -- --

I woke with two tongues teasing the rim of my crown, and found two beauties staring up at me from between my legs, "Dad! It's time to wake up..."

I groaned and found myself seated exactly where I had been, "How long-"

They cut me off and hopped up to my sides, laying their legs over my thighs and pulling them apart as Joy laughed while Grace answered, "Long enough for everyone to have a turn!" Grace burped and Joy giggled as a pink blob grew between my legs, forming into the translucent Princess Lily.

She smiled with delight and shivered in pleasure as her hands stroked my thighs, and I knew I was being manipulated the moment I heard her pouty tone. "Tell them I'm your Princess, Daddy..."

The couches had been arranged into a circle, and across from me Arika and Kai stared at the slimy pink woman with apparent displeasure as the very pregnant Sybil snored beside them while Kai fumed, "We aren't a kingdom. You can be his princess, but if we're going to take this seriously-"

I cut Kai off with a laugh at the absurdity of her remark, "Seriously? What about this is serious?! This is all fucking insane! Can we just, not? Please?!"

The aggravated stares I got back pissed me off, and I snapped. "Fine! Then she's my fucking Princess. Princesses are Daughters who command Daughters of their own."

Kai shrugged thoughtfully, and the irritation drained from her voice as she spoke. "Corporals by another name? That's acceptable. I support our Lord and Father's guidance, and uphold her petition for recognition. Kiss the crown and be wedded to our Father, Princess Lily."

Smiling with delight, my pink princess kissed the tip of my cock with her slimy lips and sucked a sip of my cum with a wet slurp as she shivered, "Thank you, Daddy!"

Arika clapped sharply and she pulled away quickly, "Alright! You got what you wanted and you already had your turn!"

Lily made a rude gesture towards Arika with a tentacled hand that grew from her back as she pushed away from me with a wink, while Brenda patted the seat beside her and called her over. "I've never met a squole before! Join me, Princess!"

Across from her, Bridget snorted, "Is that what she is? I thought-" Kai turned a sharp smile on Bridget and her words cut off abruptly, making way for her to speak.

"Are we all wedded to our satisfaction?" Kai looked around at the other eight women in the room and they all nodded their heads as my heart raced. Smirking in delight, she continued. "Then our Order is formed."

Sybil shot upright quickly, and the oracle's eyes began to glow with pink light as she spoke with three voices, "The Sire has cum! He is risen! He is ours!" The pregnant woman's words became a shriek as her swollen belly contracted tight, "Our Lord! Our Father! Our Sire!"

A gush of fluid burst from her and soaked the floor as her eyes rolled while she writhed and moaned, eliciting an awkward laugh from Bridget, "I don't think that's cum...."

Arika smiled in delight as my racing heart filled with terror, "Some of it is..." Turning her eyes to me, she purred as her tail snapped in delight, "My wife's seed always gave us ecstasy when we birthed her children, and my godson carries the same seed."

Sybil wailed and spread her legs wide, scooting her hips to the edge of the couch as she grunted and screamed, "Cum sisters! Our Sire has cum!"

My stomach twisted as a woman's arm exploded out from her stretching vagina and grabbed the carpet, hauling behind it a shoulder and head as her lips and hips distended impossibly wide and a cum soaked woman crawled out of her, followed by a second nearly identical woman.

Bridget retched as my own stomach threatened to empty at the bizarre sight, and the three women smiled as they drew on my soul to cleanse themselves and spoke together. "We were one, now three."

The first to emerge smiled wide with wide, and spoke with joy in her voice. "I am Bathsheba, your Daughter of Oaths!" The pink haired young woman's eyes sparkled as I realized what set them apart as she placed her hands upon my knee.

"I am Adelpha, your beloved Sister and eternal companion." A woman with a decade more smiled up at me warmly from the opposite knee.

"And I.." Sybil heaved as she sat upright, panting her words between quavers and giggles as she continued to cum, "And I am Cybelle, the Mother of goddesses." She smiled and the last trace of the blind waifish oracle vanished along with the swell of her bloated womb, leaving behind a matron with wise, sparkling pink eyes and a kind, sensual lips.

The generationally staggered triplets spoke together as their pink eyes glowed, "The Sire is born!"

I could only stare in shock as Lily and Brenda both giggled and clapped, with the former squealing, "Mitosis! In a human!" Giggling and kicking her feet, she went on gleefully, "Oh Daddy! Your yummy cum is so fascinating! This universe is so amazing!"

I turned to Bridget and Devin and found the former covering her eyes and mouth and the latter staring slack jawed and ghost pale, with eyes full of the same horror and disbelief that I filled my heart.

Arika chuckled and purred, calling my eyes to her fiery irises as she leaned forward. "I told you that you needed to be careful with that thing. You're lucky I was here to save her, you need to be more careful with that cock of yours."

Two lips pressed against my crown together, and two new wives filled my soul with their love as I questioned every decision I'd made that led me here.

-- -- -- -- --

I woke that night and slipped free from a pile of exhausted bodies and gingerly stepped around the still quivering puddle that was Lily as I made my way down to the common room silently.

"You're running away." Kaikadi's voice froze me on the stairs as she waved her hand to light a candle, illuminating the table she sat at.

I resumed my descent with less stealth as I retorted quietly, "I am not! I just need a bit of time to process.." I waved my hand wildly and gestured upstairs, "That!"

The militant woman shrugged and chuckled, "That's fine. I assume you were going to leave a note, but would you care to leave with orders instead?"

I nodded curiously and she tossed me my haversack, "Two of the Pink Ladies spotted smoke to the east, and what looked like a ranch. Devin's book mentioned one as well. Find out what it is, report back. Call for support if you need it." Slipping the notebook she always carried from a pouch strapped to her thigh, she opened it to jot a quick note then returned it just as quickly before turning off the light and making for the stairs.

Confused, I asked, "That's it?"

The silver haired woman shrugged, "You wanted to be a soldier and not a commander, correct?" I nodded and she made a shooing motion while smiling patiently, "You have your orders, soldier..."

I smiled back as I realized I'd missed the title the militant woman had taken for herself, "My apologies, but I believe I slept through your portion of the..." My words failed as I struggled to name what had occurred upstairs.

Kai smirked at my loss for words, "They're calling it the Nuptial Deliverance, you can thank your second newest Sister for that. And you did, but I'm pretty sure Bridget was keeping you asleep on purpose while she took her turn." My heart skipped a beat as I imagined the short blonde having her second taste of my cock, before the militant woman snapped to attention with a sharp click of her heels to banish the curious lesbian from my mind.

Her silver eyes gleamed with a smile as she spoke with resolve, "I am the Great Aunt Kaikadi, Grand Marshal of the Sire's Union." Her eyes hardened as her tone became wry, "Now march, soldier. And bring me back some results."

Calling my armor I snapped to attention and offered her a salute with my fist over my heart, "As you wish, Great Aunt." She returned my salute with a smile quickly, and I spun on a heel and marched out the door and into the night alone...

For almost five feet.

"So... that was crazy." Bridget appeared from the shadows leading her own pony and Jeppy. "Kadi tell you where we're going? She just asked me to wait for you."

I chuckled and gestured, "East. You remember that ranch from Devin's book?"

The tiny blonde smiled wide as ahe leapt into her saddle, "Mama Mayfield's?! I'll bet I can make some fucking awesome shit with that milk!"

She set off at a gallop before I was in the saddle, and I laughed to myself and embraced the chaos of my life as I willed my hellish unicorn to give chase.

His thoughts filled mine with an image of us both locked in a stable, but surrounded by our beautiful mares and mates. And then us kicking the gates from their hinges and leaping the fence into freedom, chased by the pair we now chased.

The lethal woman looked back the moment my eyes found her ass, and raised an insulting finger as she stuck out her tongue playfully and urged her pony to race faster.

A hand slapped my as sharply as I stuck my tongue out back, causing me to yelp and gasp simultaneously, "buGLAP!"

A pink haired woman that resembled the waif I'd met smiled at me with a wry grin, "It's Bathsheba, actually. But you may call me Sheba."

Sheba's graceful steed kept pace with Jephrimael easily as he allowed Bridget's pony to lead, a powerful pale friesian that echoed her rider's pink braids with her own braided mane. "We heard the name, once, in a play that two of our souls hated. But I loved it. And now it's mine. And I am just... Me."

I shook my head in confusion and asked, "Are you happier now?"

Leaning back, she threw her arms wide and smiled as she drank in the air, "I'm free now!"