In the aftermath of the God of Productivity situation, Ivy eventually crawled back on hands and knees, begging Izzy to take her back. For days, they both disappeared from my sex radar, since Isabelle didn’t want involved and Ivy would do anything to keep her girlfriend happy. They both continued to do their jobs efficiently, though there was little to protect anyone from. They felt it was a decent change of pace from turning away Nakamamon who were trying to turn into Rip Van Winkles inside the town.
That was over. The town was getting back to normal. Trent and the rest of us of course partied with the jubilant town, but in the imdiate aftermath it was clear the town needed repairs. All of us helped out then: cleaning up rubble, Alan nding together what could be nded with his spells, Trent of course working his magic on buildings and damage roads, so long as they were made of stone. The Guardians used their strength, on orders from , so they could accrue experience. Everyone helped out on the sa orders: the Rangers, Cinzy, and even occasionally Drat, when he could be bothered to show up.
People ca to with injuries and got healing, but I also helped cart away wheelbarrows of broken building, helped get things where they needed to go, and accepted a whole lot of thanks and praise.
The only good part about dealing with another god situation was that the divinely radioactive vomit automatically vanished from the area. The god left, and puddles of golden sick up just drained and were gone. Cue up more cheering from the townsfolk.
Jacoby’s people stuck around precisely zero minutes after it was over. Her team had apprehended more than just Archie and now Blake, but I wasn’t privy to any of that at the ti. Instead, they had just decamped the morning after the god was cured, and that was that. No more Jacoby, with her awkward staring and smoky eyes.
Wayne the Wizard tacked a clay tablet to my door explaining that they were under orders to get the fighting aspect Nakamamon back to HQ for tests and to figure out if Rainer could heal Blake back to being human, or at least change him from being a fighting aspect and into sothing less… world shattering. He thanked for the opportunity to work on a really big and important project, and wished well.
Good guy, Wayne.
After that, it was mostly just feasting, festivities, and forking. So much forking. When I convened the team I could sense a lot of hungry gazes on , interestingly from Chrysta and Cinzy as well as the usual suspects: Regina, Tara, Vellenia, and Shakindria. When I asked the three gents what they’d like, they all made excuses about staying a couple more days. It turned out Alan was seeing a young Mistillion, which was like a flower person made of fog, and Trent had an interested young lass, who was oddly enough made of stone. She was like a living statue, made of a marble-like substance, with the veins being rainbow colored and glowing.
I was pretty sure he had done sothing with his powers to make her into that shape, but I couldn’t say that a hundred percent.
Drat? Drat did whatever Drat did. That fracking guy.
And then there was . The Pleasure Seeker, the Indulgent Consort. Doing my duty to earn xp and gain levels the best way possible.
Tara needed to be filled to the brim at every opportunity when we were together. She ended up getting involved with and Vellenia, and Shakindria, and also and Regina, as well as having to herself. But in every case, all my orgasms went in one place: as deep inside her as I could force them. It never mattered if I was taking Regina from behind, or if I had Vellenia folded in half with her ankles up around her ears and her tail sweeping back and forth across the floor, Tara was right there ready to receive my full load inside her when the ti ca.
Although Tara did initially seem bothered when Shakindria explained about how she couldn’t conceive, she asked to make so magic dicine to eliminate the interference of mana in the process. I eventually agreed, and though she didn’t know what was in it, she took what I gave her and then shucked her clothes for an imdiate creampie.
As odd as it might be, it was incredibly hot. None of the other girls were like ‘I want to bring a little Fletcher into the world!’ I couldn’t say why the danger and the excitent made it hot, but just imagining beautiful, long-legged girl-next-door Tara with a swollen belly was enough to push over the edge a number of tis. Right where she wanted the contents of my climax, of course.
And while Cinzy didn’t love sharing with a bunch of others, she couldn’t stop from mating with my bond mate Nakamamon, nor could she really stop from doing what I liked. If she wanted a slice of Fletcher, she had to just suck it up and accept Fletcher had a lot going on.
It helped that she was a submissive, and wanted to tell her what to do until she was worshipping my cock, before I forced it right up her tight rear end. The only stipulation was that nobody else could watch her submission or humiliation, and that was a condition I would happily abide. After all, it wasn’t often a girl ca to your door and nervously joked around, playing with her hair while silently hoping you’d get her on her knees, frack her face for a while, then lube her up and violate her ass. All the while, you’d tell her how perfect she was, how beautiful she looked with her mouth full of cock, how amazing her ass looked, how gorgeous it was stretched out around my shaft, and how her lower lips tried to grip and keep from letting go. It would only take a few minutes of breathing praise at her and stroking her clit before she’d moan and climax with deep in her ass.
Regina just stayed over at my house now. She loved this new sexual freedom that had blossod within her. She loved sucking my cock just as much as she liked holding and stroking Vellenia’s tail while eating her out… while I thrust in and out of her from behind. She liked going into 69 with Shakindria, especially if I was also clinging to her and driving into her from behind. She even watched what I had going with Chrysta once.
Using Pheromones, I could give Regina a little cock just like I sotis gifted Isabelle. However, what she wanted was to have Vellenia or Shakindria get one of those, so she could end up with the spit roasting treatnt, or get so double penetration on. She loved looking into my eyes with all up inside her, then have Vellenia push into her backside. Then, she’d only break eye contact with if she couldn’t manage it any longer, and had to get a mouthful of Vellenia’s wriggling tongues.
Of all my new abilities, the most popular with Regina was the new Coming Together ability. By spending a Token she could experience everything I was feeling while I got down and dirty with other partners. She would hide under the bed or just outside and pay the toll to share in what I was doing with Vellenia, Shakindria, Chrysta, Tara, and eventually even Poppins. Cinzy didn’t want to use it when I was with her because, and I quote, ‘I’m not a fracking AllMyFans perforr.’ She made it clear she was strictly off limits. She did, however, let double team her on my rooftop under the twin moons. Regina may have whined that she wanted to know what it was like to be a dude, and double team Cinzy… who she really wanted to seduce. For the ti being, though, Cinzy wasn’t okay with that.
I can’t count the number of tis Regina professed that she loved while stuffed full of , or feeling what I was feeling using my new ability. On her hands and knees taking from behind she loved . On her back with Shakindria sitting on her face, she’d get so air to tell she loved . Watching rail Tara and blast yet another load into her, she loved . Watching my discomfort as I refused to tell her details about eting up with and getting inside Cinzy, she loved .
Shakindria didn’t mind being with others, especially when she learned that my abilities perford better with more than one partner. She especially loved the new special ability Coming Together. She wanted nothing more than to know the feelings that I got from being inside her. Experiencing both her feelings and mine at the sa ti made her climax ti and again, until she could handle no more. She also loved to have Regina, Tara, or Vellenia in my bed, and compare how different each of them felt while I had sex with them. She liked staring into their eyes while she slamd her hips down onto , riding cowboy. She’d caress her curves and stroke her ears and climax over and over again if they were watching. She was a freak in the sheets, in that she was adventurous to the max.
I did level up several more tis in the next few days, gaining skill points that I fed into my Pleasure Seeker Qualities, and that allowed more frequent visits with Chrysta. The shy ghost never approached , but also never turned away when I reached out to hold her hand, or gently turn her face my way for a kiss. With my Adaptability and Pheromones raised up, she was turning more and more human, and I was becoming more incorporeal. We t in the middle, and made the magic happen. The sex was brutal and involved pressing down on her windpipe, swearing at her, pounding her with every bit of power I could muster… and also having her choking while slamming herself down on repeatedly. The session would end with both of us bruised and gasping for breath, until we broke contact and she no longer needed to breathe. Then I’d heal us up, and she would apologize needlessly for giving in when the void rose up in her.
Fairy Poppins was another who benefited from my increased level and better Adaptability. At this level, I could finally shrink down to about a foot, and get her to about the sa size.
“Oh. My. Goddess!” she shrieked, clapping and flapping her wings.
Now that we were both about a foot tall, things got odd. My small camping pillow was like a bed in and of itself, and my bed was the size of a park.
Fairy Poppins had glowing golden skin and wore a skirt made of a leaf, along with a sort of vest made from another leaf. It didn’t close in the front, but the back, tying at the top and bottom so her wings could do their thing. No underwear. I knew that because when her clothes flew off a second later, she was totally nude and leaping on .
I caught her, laughing.
“You really—”
She silenced with a kiss that included tongue. A lot of tongue. She made moans of pleasure as I held her up, flitting her fingers through my hair and down the back of my shirt, then over my face.
“Ohhhh,” she groaned, grinding herself against my abs. “Finally!”
I responded by slipping one hand beneath her and working to arouse her even further with my fingers. I didn’t need to bother; she was soaking wet. I got two fingers up in there with no trouble, and pressed another finger against her engorged clit.
“There,” she gasped. “Right there.” Then went right back to kissing .
I’d never had one of my partners react so quickly before. She bucked and groaned, then broke the kiss and with her head thrown back, ca on just my fingers. Her moan of pleasure was long and throaty, and the mont it ended she slumped back onto the bed, the glow of her body pulsing intermittently with each spasm of her body.
She watched while I pulled my shirt off, exposing my Physicality enhanced body, followed by my pants.
“Ooh!” she chirped. “A strip tease! Mmm yes, Daddy, dance for Poppy.”
You can take the tiny out of the fairy, but apparently you can’t take the adorable with it. Or the perverted. I did turn it into a little dance, running my hands up and down my body while she gaped and grinned. She watched in fascination as I stripped down and my cock ca into view. At this point, she squealed in delight, got up and started twerking directly into .
I don’t know if it’s all fairies, but Poppy had the tiniest little breasts. Even on her slender fra they were small. They were, however, capped with thick, protruding nipples. She wrenched my hands over them and showed how she wanted them squeezed and pinched, all while she pressed her wings against my arms and shoulders, and ground her ass into .
“I’ve dread about this,” she told over her shoulder. “Every night I watched you with soone else, sliding this beauty up into them, I went back and dread about this mont.” She grabbed onto my shaft, lined up, and sank slowly down on my full length. “There w—”
She ca again just having inside her. Another cry of ecstasy, another full body spasming, and this ti I held her up to keep her from face planting on my sleeping bag.
Poppy ca another six or eight tis before passing out on the bed. It only took a good few strokes and she was back to the full body fit. It made sense, too, once I started thrusting: sothing about her pussy was pure magic. It encased all of perfectly, and little tingles of magic seed to lick at every bit of my shaft, from all different angles, at once. Still, I had Stave Off and could succeed at the checks, gritting my teeth and bearing down in order to keep from unloading inside her in under a minute. Finally I laid her out on her stomach and slowly, gently thrust up into her.
She just ca and ca and ca, yelling out with her tiny voice, shivering and shaking, eventually with tears in her eyes. Over the course of five minutes she ca so often I thought she just hadn’t stopped.
“Oh Daddy,” she told . “I’m so, I’m soooohhhhh…” And she ca again.
Her magically enhanced body did the sa to . I could hold back no longer, but when I tried asking her where she wanted to cum, the magic clamped around my shaft intensified. That was that. I let out a cry and ca deep inside her, but she had passed out from the sheer bliss of it.
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And that’s it. That’s the end of the story. Everybody’s happily passing old Fletcher around like a virus born in a wet market in China.
Bad simile, but you get the idea. Here is where the story ends. Everyone in the other world happily gets on with their lives, I definitely have served out my first work rotation here with distinction, hazard pay, and plenty of overti. We march through a cheery world with smiles on our faces, back towards a thankful HQ that welcos us back with open arms, asks no questions, and pins awards on my chest. The rest of the team gets awards too, and there’s no Chewy situation where Larelle and Chrysta stand by like faithful pets; they get the full recognition they deserve. The sa goes for Vellenia and Shakindria, who definitely don’t get put under the microscope for the weird phenonon of sapient Nakamamon not typically bonding humans, or humans being able to bond more than one Nakamamon at a ti. They also get comndations, get recruited into the Agency.
And all is well.
The end.
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This is Christopher blinking away the fog of the past and getting back to the reality at hand.
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