The Accidental Necromancer Synergy

The next month saw more orcs sent as tribute. I let Kendala onboard them, emphasizing that the idea was to find things for them to do that they would enjoy doing and would be good at.

“They’ll enjoy doing what they’re told to enjoy,” Kendala told .

“Well, what they’re good at,” I told her. “People often enjoy what they’re good at. Probably so of them would be good blacksmiths, maybe so have magical aptitude, so can read and write –”

“What they were selected for was their ability to turn you on, Abby. If you want them to do what they are good at, take them to your bed.”

I smiled. “That would an less ti for you.”

Kendala frowned. “You think I don’t know that? But I want to serve you as best I can, and –”

“I’m sure they are good at more than one thing. Everyone is.”

“Would it really kill you to fuck each of them at least once?” Kendala asked, annoyed, and stord out.

I won’t say it wasn’t distracting. They walked around naked all the ti, or naked except for gaudy jewelry in so cases. Every ti they saw they would strike a provocative pose, or even start a sensuous dance. I could have picked one more or less at random and gotten to know her, but there was no way I could do it for forty-eight of them, so I smiled, told them they were very sexy, and moved on. A few tis I ca ho from a long day on building projects, and they’d be dancing out front of my house. Kendala wasn’t wrong. They were good at turning on. I’d go inside, find one of my lovers, and take them to bed before eating dinner.

No one seed to mind that arrangent much.

During that ti, I built a water tower, a pumping station, and laid a lot of pipe – with help, of course. I laid sewage lines, too. We were well on our way to at least twentieth-century plumbing. Gruush built a road to the Gno Republic, and Splat duplicated enough radio relays that we had instant communication with Betsy, so I could order pretty much anything I wanted as long as the gnos had a sample of it there. Zombies regularly carried things back and forth along the road.

At the end of the month slightly under three hundred mbers of the Yuri sect of L’shan arrived, led by Varsho himself. I was amused at what they called themselves. We had a spot all picked out for them, and they set up their tents and started building more permanent structures. Most of them kept to themselves, but a few, including Varsho, ca into Blowhaven regularly.

I think the dancing naked orc won had sothing to do with who visited, and who stayed away.

One day, though, I ca ho and the atmosphere in my ho was decidedly off. Jill smiled at , but she looked nervous.

“What’s wrong?”

“Gren, Kendala, and Zargaza are waiting for you in the bedroom,” she said.

“Oh?” I chuckled. “Zargaza is here? There are worse fates.”

“Good luck,” Jill said. “Just wanted to warn you that the vibe is decidedly chilly.”

I sighed. “Alright. Well, what do they say about what polyamory porn would look like? A bunch of people having difficult conversations?”

Jill nodded. “Enjoy your porn, then.”

I walked into the bedroom. Zargaza and Gren were definitely showing. Their bellies were bare, rounded, and their belly buttons had gone from innies to outies. They weren’t happy to see , for so reason. Hormones? But no, Kendala was annoyed too. And naked, which wasn’t that unusual, but didn’t fit the vibe.

“Hi everyone,” I said.

Zargaza sprang across the room with surprising speed. She pushed my shoulders against the wall and pinned there. I thought maybe she was playing with , so I pushed back, but she held tight.

I looked at Gren and Kendala, and they just shrugged.

“What the fuck, Abby?” Zargaza asked.

“What? What did I do?” I tried not to get distracted by her breasts, which had grown a size, pushing against mine.

“It’s what you haven’t done,” Zargaza said. “Oh! I’m so fucking angry!”

“I’m going to build sewage lines for you right after we do the troll village. You have to admit they need it more.”

“I don’t give a crap about the crap, Abby!” Zargaza scread at . “Just do your fucking job!”

“What?”

“I thought we agreed to let do the talking,” Gren said. “Isn’t that why you got here? I’ve studied Earth culture a little.”

“Gren’s right, Zargaza,” Kendala said. “As much as I enjoy seeing Abby get told off right now.” She looked at . “Just because I’d willingly die for you doesn’t an I’m not pissed.”

Zargaza said, “Fine,” and let go.

Things were clearly not fine. Right then, despite my curvy body, I felt very much like a guy amongst a bunch of pissed off won.

I sat on the bed. “Okay, I’ve clearly screwed up sowhere. Tell about it.”

“Don’t go being fucking reasonable now,” Zargaza said.

Gren’s voice cut through. “Self-esteem, Abby.”

“What?”

“Cultural sensitivity.” Gren smiled. “I got that one from Jill.”

“Okay, you’ve successfully got my attention. Now, maybe complete sentences?”

“You have forty-eight won out there. They may have co as property, but they are won with feelings and emotions and – they are also orcs, with orc values, orc culture, all of that. They aren’t twenty-first century humans, and they aren’t trolls. You think we’re all the sa on the inside, and you’re probably more right than wrong. But they feel what they feel.”

“Alright. They are people. I agree with that. In fact, I’ve been trying to treat them that way.”

“And what they fucking feel,” Kendala said, “Is that they’ve fucking failed. That they are ugly, and worthless, and a disgrace to their people.”

“Because of you,” Zargaza said.

“But there’s a huge power imbalance, and –” I broke off, because Zargaza looked like she might punch .

“Abby,” Gren said. “Even Jill thinks we’re right. You don’t have a problem having sex with Kendala and Inka. You’re drawing a line that doesn’t need to be drawn, that no one wants but you. No, you can’t love them all and have feelings for all of them like you do with us. Maybe you can’t even keep their nas straight. But fuck them anyway.”

“Queen up, Abby,” Zargaza said.

Kendala just nodded. “You put in charge of them, Abby. They are my responsibility now, and I need to do what’s best for them. And for you. I know you find them attractive, from the way you co in here all horny and looking for one of us to fuck.”

I nodded. “I find them attractive. And tempting. And that’s the problem.”

“No problem,” Gren said. “All you have to do is give into temptation before Zargaza cuts your balls off.”

“I wouldn’t actually do that,” Zargaza clarified. “I was angry when I said that.” She looked at . “Still angry, by the way.”

I started to sigh, and then shook my head. Really, woe was , having to have sex with four dozen beautiful, stacked won? Queen up, like Zargaza said. I turned to Kendala. “You’re really worried about them?”

Kendala nodded. “I’m really worried about them.”

“Okay,” I said. “I agree, I think they are all sexy. Every one of them.”

“Don’t just be willing,” Zargaza said. “Dominate them. Show them that you want them.”

“Go get ‘em, ferocious futa,” Gren said.

“Alright,” I said. And despite myself, I was turned on by the idea.

“Great,” Kendala said. “I have three picked out to go first. They’ll give the rest hope, and with three a day, in a couple of weeks…”

“Three a day?” I asked.

She grinned. “We can do more,” she told , with a voice that clearly indicated that fewer was out of the question, and then she walked out the door.

“Gorgeous green-skinned girls, fucked furiously,” Gren said.

“Why is she naked?” I asked. “I an, she normally doesn’t just walk around that way.”

“Solidarity,” Zargaza said.

I nodded. “I’m definitely imposing a forty-hour work week, though,” I said. “Kendala’s been working them too hard.”

“How many hours did you put in this week?” Gren asked.

“Uh –”

“Hypocrite.”

“But that’s because I want to.”

“Playing with sewage lines is a hobby?” Zargaza asked. “That’s the best you can do for a hobby? I suggest you take up sothing more interesting, and more – satisfying to your subjects.” She made an “o” with the fingers of one hand, and thrust into it with the index finger of the other, to indicate what she ant. “That’s more becoming of a ruler, anyway.”

It didn’t take long before Kendala ca back in, with six orc won behind her. Kendala was wearing clothes, now, or at least the equivalent of a leather bikini. The other won were not, but they had hopeful expressions on their faces.

“We said three,” I said.

“Yes. Argaree, you’re first. Present yourself to your Mistress. Salom, you know what to do.”

Argaree had blue hair, big breasts, and wide hips. I watched her as she bent over the bed and spread her legs. “Please, Queen Abby.”

Salom, anwhile, had knelt and was pulling off my cute little pink skirt and my panties at the sa ti.

Then she stared, stunned for a mont. I had that effect on people. I waited it out. My regular lovers recovered first, because the effect diminished with familiarity, fortunately.

When Salom recovered, she started sucking it to full hardness.

“Three,” Kendala said. “And three, I think you call them fluffers.” She bent down and gave Salom pointers. “She likes it like this. And play with her pussy, at the sa ti – well, actually, that didn’t take long. Uh, Salom, she’s ready, you can stop. Salom, stop. Don’t make pull you off by the hair.”

The last made Salom stop. “I’m so jealous of Argaree,” she told Kendala.

“Soone has to be first, Salom,” Kendala said. “It’s not about you. It’s about serving our queen.”

Right. And I needed to let them know I appreciated their service. “Good job, Salom,” I told her. Zargaza looked like she was about to guide over to where I was supposed to go next, and that, I decided, wouldn’t be very flattering to Argaree.

But that didn’t an I was a hundred percent on board. Ninety percent, maybe. I peeled off my top and my bra, waited for the stunning effect to pass, and walked over toward Argaree. “Do you want to enter you, Argaree?”

“Please,” Argaree said. “Please.” She reached back and spread her ass cheeks. “Any way you want.”

“Which way do you want?” I asked.

“I want what you want.”

“Pussy,” Kendala said. “She wants it in her pussy. She’s a virgin, so take her hard and fast so that becoming a woman is as intense as possible.”

That was not the advice anyone would give on Earth. But Zargaza was nodding, and so were the other orcs in the room.

I compromised. I positioned myself at the entrance, and then played with Argaree’s clit.

“Oh. Please fill , Abby. Please take . Please let please you. Please. Please.”

“Yeah,” Zargaza said. “Make them beg. God I love it when you get all dominant like that.”

I hadn’t been going for that. I gave Argaree what she asked for, and she ca right as I took her virginity.

Synergy! As a Sorceress/Necromancer, you gain experience for seducing a partner, just as if you killed them. Additionally, your bed has beco an enchanted altar due to frequent magical use. You have triggered Life Extension by penetrating a virgin with your enchanted weapon, and have added five years to your life span. For discovering a synergy,you have earned 2000 experience points, and for deflowering a first level orc, you have gained an additional 50 experience points. You need 58430 experience points to reach eighth level.

I blinked, and turned the notification screen off. It was too much to absorb, and it wasn’t fair to the orc won to be distracted. This was a big mont for them, too.

The status notification didn’t tell what counted as my “enchanted weapon,” but then, it didn’t really have to.

As soon as I ca inside Argaree, another girl climbed onto the bed, this ti spreading her legs and holding her ankles, demonstrating her flexibility. Another girl ca over to suck to hardness, but I didn’t really need it.

I asked, and she quickly and enthusiastically gave her consent.

And after her, was a third. Then the six orc girls trooped out, leaving lying on the bed with Zargaza and Gren cuddling .

“So,” I said to Kendala. “You picked the ones that were struggling the most?”

Kendala shook her head. “No. If they know they’ll get a turn, that’s going to be a big morale lift.”

“Then – I an, I could have picked out three myself, I guess. Wouldn’t that have made them feel more desired?”

Kendala shrugged. “I picked the three who were at the right ti of their cycle. The most fertile.”

“A bounty of babies,” Gren said, rubbing her belly. Zargaza did the sa.

Gah. “I’ll pick them myself from now on,” I said.

“I’ll tell you who to pick,” Kendala suggested.

“No, you won’t.”

Jill appeared at the door. “Have fun?” she asked.

I had to admit that I did. They took my distraction to an that I was exhausted from all the fucking. But if all I had to do to live forever was to have sex with the occasional virgin? That thought had slightly unfocused.

“Thought so,” Jill said, and walked away again.