Chapter 30 - Ria's Mom Has Got It Goin' On

I woke from dreamless sleep sometime after my collapse in the Fenrir City. I found myself alone and in a sparsely lit room laying on a pink blanketed twin sized bed. 

Oh, and I was tucked into said bed like a child. Swaddled, may be a better word for it.

I noticed both a pitcher of water next to me as well as a bowl of green-tinged soup that had a medicinal smell to it. 

As I sit up slowly, untangling myself from the sheets, I look around the room to figure out where I am. It was a girl's bedroom with pictures of beautiful buildings, both of ancient and modern design, hung as posters all around the room. Pictures of Ria with Hilda, her father, a doughy wolf-eared woman who must have been her mother, and many others were tacked into a corkboard collage across from me. 

A wooden desk with an older laptop closed on top sat beside the bed, and a tall wardrobe was nestled in the corner of the room next to the closet. 

Although the walls were probably made of stone, they were dry-walled and painted a soft, sky blue. All in all, it was very...normal. 

I had long figured out whose room I was currently in, but I was honestly surprised by how ordinary it looked.

'Am I the weird one for expecting one of my yanderes to have a more eccentric room design?'

I mean, Hagiwara had a room dedicated to pictures of me, that checked out, and Ria hadn't been home in a while, that was true, but there was no indication of crazy anywhere! 

'I suppose...Shame on me for assuming...' I think with a derisive chuckle. 

I move to stand up, but something from within the closet catches the light and shines back at me distractingly.

'I...really should know better by now...' I think with a sigh as I stand up and pull open the closet door to see what was reflecting back at me. 

Stuffed animals. 

That was the great mystery. A whole shit ton of stuffed animals. 

"Aw...That is surprisingly adorable." I say with a warm smile as I close the closet door once again. 

...Sure, all of the 50+ stuffed animals were tied in bondage rope, ball gagged, wore spikey collars and rubber suits, or had extra added appendages for less than wholesome purposes, but I had decided my life would be much easier if I simply ignored that portion. 

'Ria is so cute to hide them.' I think with a gentle expression and dead eyes. 

Just as I was about to leave the room, I sensed the door moving and jumped back in time to avoid getting smacked in the face.

As I wondered why a door triggered my danger sense, I heard a sweet, mature voice say, "Oh! Zeneff, you startled me!"   

The woman I had seen in the photos, Ria's mother, Queen Gloria Andersen, stood in the doorway with a hand over her enormous chest and a shocked expression. Tucked into the crook of her arm was a bowl with water and a rag, indicating she had been the one taking care of me. 

Ria had talked about her mother some during our alone times, but she always did so sadly. She told me of all the guilt she felt for the trouble she had caused her parents. 

Ria was born a runt. Were she from any other family, both she and her mother would be ostracised by the Fenrir Clan because of it. As it was, Ria's growth was a constant topic in political affairs as to why one of the other wives should be Queen. 

Apparently, King Erik's harem was not very stable. He kept taking more wives as he needed to assist in the repopulation effort, more so than any other, in fact, since he was the strongest of his race, but not all of his women got along. Far from it, actually. 

It made me thankful that, for all the crazy, my girls did get along...Most of the time, anyway.

Diana and Suki had their moments, and I've noticed that Ares and Sophia have been a bit tense with each other recently. 

But no open fights or, even better, deaths! I count that as a win when managing 9 yanderes!

Anyway, the Queen of the Fenrir had a figure that did not match the simple house-wife dress and apron she wore. To call her curvy would be an understatement. She looked as if she was still in her late 20s, but that didn't detract at all from her mature grace. 

Gloria had long, silky, royal blue hair, the same color as Ria's, and startlingly bright emerald eyes. On the top of her head were two long wolf ears that twitched at the slightest noise, and behind her was a 3-foot long, fluffy wolf tail poking out of her pale yellow dress. Her face was heart-shaped, and she had a beauty mark just below her lip. When I say she had curves...

Okay, forgive me for just a second:

'FUCK! She's stacked! She's so fucking stacked! What the hell, man!?!'

Like seriously, I have never seen a woman with such enormous tits and such a dummy thicc ass before in my fucking life! Dumptrucks ain't got nothing on what she's packing!

She was also at least 6'5," a good few inches taller than me, and, though she had some extra padding, it did not detract from her beauty one bit. I could see powerful muscles flex below the skin in her arms and legs. Much like Hilda, she looked like an Amazon Goddess and was incredibly powerful, yet...soft and motherly at the same time. 

The contrast was a bit striking, actually.

'...Is this the feeling of wanting a Dommy Mommy? ...Should I ask her to step on me, just to try it out..?'

*Ahem*

Glad to get that out of my system.

If I hadn't been desensitized to MILFs through Sammy and Hime, I might have had a hard time not staring at her...Okay...it might have still been a bit difficult, actually...

{Interesting...Un~ Do you want me to make mine bigger? Also...Dommy Mommy, was it?}

[Fuck! No! Bad, Sammy! Ignore that! Aren't you on a date with me right now? Sorry for interrupting earlier, by the way...]

{~Mmmmn. Yes...I am~. Ahh! It's no big deal...Hng...I just split myself as you did...Ooh~~!}

[Are...Are we having sex right now?]

{Hah...Heh...What do you think? Hrmm~}

I take a quick peak at my other self...find an orgy going on in a movie theater...and quickly sign off wishing him luck.

[Have fun with that.] 

{You too, love~}

...

What?

That was the other me's problem. I've got plenty enough as it is. 

"-niff?"

"-eniff?"

"Zeniff! Are you alright?" A worried Fenrir Queen waves her hand in front of my eyes causing her...well, everything to jiggle. 

"Sorry, Queen Andersen, I was just surprised to meet you so suddenly. I don't believe we have officially met yet. I am Zeneff Silverscale-" I start to say, but I am suddenly swept up in a tornado of motherly affection.

"Just Gloria will do, and what are you doing out of bed, mister? You passed out on the side of the road, and now you are zoning out in the middle of the room!?! Oh, no! You must be sick! You might have hurt your head! Lay back down and I will call a doctor. Don't worry about Ria, she is informing my husband. I will send someone to let her know you are awake before I leave. We can always push the Mating Ceremony to another night, after all. It really isn't as important as your health, dear. You need to rest and I won't take no for an answer, young man!" She interrupts my introduction, poking me in the chest and storming past me into the room.

I have no time to react nor space to get a word in as I am systematically pulled back to the bed, shoved under the covers, tucked in, and then a cool towel is used to wipe some of the dried sweat from my face. 

The Fenrir Queen then kisses my forehead with a soft smile and walks out of the room.

As fast as she came, she was gone.

...

'Well, that just happened.' I think as I blink slowly in the bed.

You know...that actually felt rather nice.

When I first came here and experienced something similar from Tiamat, I was extremely happy. I didn't have experience with anything motherly when I was Mark. Tiamat was just messing with me when she did it though...so I guess I still haven't felt genuine motherly affection like that until now.

I wasn't turning into a momma's boy or anything, but it was a refreshing and new experience for me.

Having someone dote over me like this was...not so bad. My girls would have done the same for me, of course, but their love and affection always felt rather...heavy. 

Shaking that feeling off, I sit back up and start to head out of the room with a slight smile on my face. I needed to clear up this misunderstanding so that The Queen doesn't give Ria the wrong impression.

Just as I reach to open the door, it once again swings inward and nearly smashes into me. 

"Zeneff! Mom said you were badly hurt!" Ria tackles me to the floor and grabs onto my shirt tightly. She quickly rips it open, to my shock and horror, and checks me for wounds or injuries.

'Oi! Why is it always my shirt!?!'

Then, she pauses, sniffs me deeply, shudders, starts to rub her face on my chest, and slowly raised her head to look at me. 

As this is going on, I try to reassure her...with expected results. "Ria? Oof- Ria! I'm fine!" I reply, looking up and meeting her eyes.

'Right, yandere. Can't forget that.'

Ria's eyes were devoid of light, and her pupils were dilated to the max. Her entire body was shaking and it looked like she was barely holding herself together.

...Her hands were also bloody for some reason...?

"You can't die." She says quietly as her head tilts slightly to the side and she bears her teeth at me in a snarl.

"YoucantdieYoucantdieYoucantdieYoucantdieYoucantdieYoucantdie!" 

"Ria!!!" I scream at her, infusing a bit of my power into it.

She jolts, but some focus returns to her foggy mind.

Then, much softer, I continue, "I am fine. Calm down, everything is fine."

"...You're okay?"

"Yes, Jeeze," I answer with a tired sigh. "Did you think something like that could hurt me?"

Her head tilts the other way, her eyes losing focus once more. "I have no idea what happened to you. You were walking with me one second, started thinking hard about something I said, and then you locked up and fell to the ground in the street convulsing. You said something about a deal with the devil once you finally stopped shaking, and then you passed out. Explain to me what part of that I was overreacting to, exactly? Besides, do you even have a clue what would happen to this world if you died?"

"Ah...Yeah, I guess I didn't get a chance to explain much...My bad...Wait, this world? What does this world have to do with my death?" I ask her raising an eyebrow.

"Besides the fact that all of your wives would probably self-destruct and start an extinction-level event, Sammy swore she would eat everything if you died."

"Huuuuh?" I ask slowly, with my pitch raising the longer I held the word. She said words I understood, but the meaning behind those words was utterly incomprehensible to me right now.

"Samantha and the rest of us had a bit of girl talk the other night. The hypothetical situation was brought up by Sophia, and we each said what we would do. If you died, Sam swore she would consume this entire world so that she could absorb not only your remains, but the ground you walked on, and the air you breathed."

"She...She is going to eat the world when I die?"

"That's what she said."

[...Sammy...?]

{...}

[S-Sammy!?!]

{No Comment.}

[Fucking...Really!?!]

I had no doubt that if Samantha said she would, she absolutely would.

'Great. So the fate of the world, of billions of people both magical and otherwise, currently depended on me remaining alive to continue on existing. Fuck...' I think as I slam the back of my head onto the hard stone floor several times.

I stop a second later with a growing smile as realization dawns on me. 'Hah! I'll be dead! Who the fuck cares?'

I was no hero. I had made a point to not be a villain anymore, sure, but most of my decisions were based on purely selfish desires or my reactions to one crazy situation after another. If the world ended when I died, it was simply meant to do so. Not my problem at that point, I would say.

...But my stance may change once I have children...

Anyway, my women had assured me several, multiple, countless times that death was not the end for us. That they would follow me to wherever our next adventure led. I would be stuck with them all until the universe died out. As for how they would accomplish this, the answer was the same as the culprit for the world ending: Samantha. 

...Let's just bury this memory away so I never think about it again...

Ria cupped both of my cheeks in her hands and leaned her face over me. Really close. 

Like her nose was touching mine...actually, she was moving to either side of it and rubbing her own nose on mine.

I suddenly had the image in my mind of two wolves nuzzling one another.

"Want to know my answer?" She asked after a moment of sweetness, marking the decided end of the sweet moment with, "I would kill everyone responsible and then myself. I would follow you if you died, Zeneff. Don't worry, no matter where you go, I will always find you. I love you, Zeneff. You are my fated mate, now until the end of time."

Her smile was sweet, loving even. It was almost romantic...Almost.

Even with feeling a bit creeped out with how overboard this entire conversation had gone...I couldn't completely say I hated her devotion to me. 

That was the appeal of the Yandere. Their crazy love was...almost addictive. It was thrilling and I never knew what to expect.

I suddenly realize that I hadn't yet had to deal with this side of the Yandere spectrum before. Unlike most Yandere-themed manga and anime protagonists, I was incredibly powerful. None of my wives had to worry about my safety, so I didn't have to deal with them being overprotective much. 

Just like with her mother, Ria had offered me a new experience, and, even with the crazy, I could admit that I enjoyed it. 

I reach behind her head and pull her in for a kiss. 

She might be crazy, but she's my crazy. 

The door slamming open once again made both Ria and I jump like guilty teenagers.

"Zeneff!?! Why are you out of bed again? Why are you on the ground? And why is Ria dry-humping you!?!" A furious-looking Wolf-Mama demanded of me.

'Damn! Again, I couldn't detect her...What is with these sneaky wolves!?!'

* | * | *

After getting tucked in for a third time, Ria and I managed to explain that I was feeling alright now, and would happily continue on with the Mating Ceremony.

Once free from my temporary medical cell, I also waved a few free fingers sending magic to fix my shirt.

I liked this shirt. I didn't let Hilda ruin it, and I wasn't going to let Ria do so either.

A very confused, huffing-and-puffing wolf doctor, who had just run all the way up here from the bottom of their cave-city-thing, was awfully putoff when he heard that I was fine, and we no longer needed his services. His ice-blue ears twitched several times in annoyance, before falling flat on his head as he made his way back down the way he came.  

'You have my respect, good sir.' I think, saluting him in my mind. 

"Are you sure you are feeling better, honey? The mating ceremony might take a lot out of you...Fenrir are known for their stamina..." Gloria says with a sigh and a hand on her cheek. We were starting to head out to the ceremony, and Gloria was locking up. "Why when Erik was challenged by my sister, they went at it for nearly 12 hours before she admitted defeat."

'It will never not be weird to hear someone talking about their husband banging their sister with pride...' I realized, forcing my face to hide the grimace it wanted to make.

Then, I processed what she just said.

"Wait, I thought you said it was just, "Whoever cums first?"" I question Ria with a frown. 

"Traditionally, the Duel of Satisfaction goes until one party admits defeat, or is satisfied. If the mate is defeated, if they can't go on for stamina reasons or they just can't keep it up, they must give up the claim of marraige. If the mate is successfull, meaning the challenger is the one to give up or be unable to physically continue, they are considered worthy of their wife-to-be and strong enough to be an Alpha." Gloria explains, following us from the entrance of their montain-side home. 

I look over to her as she tilts her head to the side with a finger pressing on her bottom lip as she considered something.

Despite knowing better, I was staring...She was hot, sue me! ...And it looked like she had more to say! Totally, that's the reason!

"But for the last few centuries, it usually only goes until first orgasm; The first to cum admitting defeat." She continues. "That doesn't mean they always go that way, however. In Mating Ceremonies with important people or with big turnouts, it is not uncommon for challenges to go for longer or be more numerous."

She then raises her head to look me in the eye with a wry smile as she finishes with, "More than just Hilda, half the Fenrir female population is probably going to try to get a piece of you. You are a Dragon, Zeneff. A real-life Dragon."

"No, they won't," Ria responds from beside me in a monotone. 

"How do you know that?" I ask, still a bit distracted.

"I visited most of the ones who would have earlier and convinced them to reconsider."

Gloria huffs in disappointment at her daughter, causing very interesting ripples to pass along her body-

I hear an honest-to-God wolf growl from my other side.

I look to my left at Ria in confusion, only to find her staring at me with an accusatory look. 

I raise my eyebrows to her in question, not knowing what her deal was.

Ria starts looking between me and her mother. 

I squint my eyes, not seeing what her mother has to do with other women challenging me.

She rolls her eyes and leans in close to whisper, "You're not adding my Mom to the harem."

"No, he most certainly is not," Gloria answers from my right with a hint of wariness. 

"Wait, what!?! I never said I was!" I retorted indignantly - Once again, I was being falsly accused!

"You're. Not."' Ria says, accenting each word with taps on my nose with her pointer finger. It was not so much a request as it was a command. She was also not bothering to whisper since her Mom heard anyway.

"No, you are not, Zeneff, I love my Erik." Gloria nods, agreeing with her daughter.

"Okay! So we are in agreement, then!" I answer in exasperation.

Then, Gloria has to go and ruin our newfound unity with a giggle. "Though, I will be challenging you to a Duel of Satisfaction myself, as well. I need to make sure you are good enough for my baby girl!"

I facepalm as Ria starts growling again.

'Why is this my life...Also...Nice....'

{I heard that.}

[Begone you demon! ...I mean, I love you, Sammy! ❤] 

{Don't get me wrong, Zeneff. I don't mind if you add every woman you see to the harem. I want a large, large family. Feel free to knock Gloria up and kidnap her if you want; I will only ever watch and support you.}

[...hahaha...L-Love you too, baby...] I send back to her, fighting not to break down as I desperately try to end this conversation.

"No!" Ria was shouting and stomping her feet over and over, like a child having a tantrum.

"I won't change my mind~♪" Gloria answered in a sing-song tone, choosing a route I didn't know was possible when facing a yandere; Completely ignoring her.

Maybe it worked because Ria doesn't want to kill her own Mother, or maybe Gloria was just that much more powerful than her? 

I dunno, but Ria is reduced to pouting and dragging her feet in protest. 

Honestly, she looks so incredibly cute right now. The way her ears are drooped and her tail is hanging between her legs makes me just want to scoop her in my arms and shower her in little kisses until she feels better. Until she smiles at me again.

So I do exactly that. 

"Whaaa?" Ria cries out as she finds herself cradled to my chest in a princess carry while I rain affection onto her.

"Oh, to be young again..." Gloria smiles at us as only a parent proud of their children can.

Finally managing to capture my face in her hands, Ria takes in a ragged breath, and I notice her entire body is flushed crimson. I choose to stop when she asks me to, not sure what would happen if I embarrass her too much. She is usually so serious...well, whenever she isn't horny, anyway...So it was nice to see this different side of her. 

I couldn't call this a date by any traditional means, but meeting her family and Hilda certainly has deepened our connection quite a bit.

I felt a little bit weird on how she had been accepted into the harem. She literally joined within hours of meeting me. Unlike the others, I had no history with her. Even Sophia got longer for us to talk and get to know one another before she joined.

I hardly knew anything about her, other than what I could vaguely remember from the manga. It made it feel...cheap to me, and left a bad taste in my mouth. As if I used a cheat code and the victory lost its meaning. 

I didn't feel like we had as much of a connection as we should - As much as I had with the others.

But this trip had changed that feeling completely. 

Maybe I am just a sucker for a pretty face, but she had captured my heart as sure as any of the others. I was able to learn about her culture, her history, and her family. I even got to see all these different sides of her. 

I loved it all, and so I told her as much.

"Riaru, I love you. Don't forget who I am doing this all for in the first place. I would never do anything to hurt you. I know we haven't known each other for very long, but I already can't imagine a life without you. If you don't want me to have sex with someone, then I won't. End of story." I tell her as I brush my nose against hers, something that gives me exactly what I wanted: Her smile.

"Urrrrrg~!" Ria groans after a few seconds of bliss. "Fine. It's fine, just this once. It's...It's kinda a family tradition for someone in line for the throne to challenge a potential mate of someone else in line as well, and Hilda won't count...As much as I hate to admit it right now, I...I would much rather it be with Mom than one of my other mothers or sisters. They are all cunts-"

"Ria!" Gloria shouts angrily, scolding her daughter. 

"...It's true, though..." Ria grumbles, going back to sulking.

"Well...Sometimes." Gloria agrees begrudgingly.  

There is a beat of silence before I start to laugh, and it is quickly joined by the other two. 

I put Ria back down, but keep one arm around her, as we continue on towards the Mating Cerimony.  

I think I have a grasp on what is going to happen, but I can't help to think that...I am going to absolutely ace both challenges.

Like, I would assume Gloria is experienced, but I have been having sex multiple times a day since I got here. I can't even remember the last day where I didn't fuck one of my wives! I was not an arrogant man, but if there was one thing I earned the right to be arrogant about, it was sex. Satisfying all of them on Orgy Night...which, I guess, is a actually a thing now...took a LOT of work. Sammy would have killed any other guy!

So, no. I was not worried at all. Even without magic, when it came to sexual education, I was magic. Not only did I have 9 different women who liked different things, but I had learned techniques and positions that I could have never dreamed of before when I picked up this body. Again, Zeneff was a manwhore! I was literally designed by the author to be great at sex!

Then another thought hit me...

'I won't be too good, right? Nothing bad is going to happen, right? The King isn't going to sick the city on me, right!?!'