Intermission - Alissa

 

The training yard becomes noisy as we train team combat. Without [Bind] allowing us to speak telepathically and instantaneously, we can only shout at each other, and once the enemy also starts shouting, things become uncomfortably loud, giving me a new appreciation for [Bind].

Then I notice that, without Wolfy's presence, a number of the Companions are much less enthusiastic about this exercise, especially Hukarere. It's understandable since morale is everything to soldiers, but I feel a bit bad for them since they adore him so much.

If only Wolfy could copy himself…

Then we finish our exercise and take a break, so I start to observe the other Companions who are training among themselves. Maybe I can find one who's fond of me and use her to give Wolfy a surprise.

But I sense Lily approaching me from behind, so I turn to her, and she seems to freeze up for a second, likely surprised that I've noticed her, which amuses me.

Then she quickly recovers and casually strolls closer. "Where's Toto?" she softly asks, an unusual tone for her.

Still, she's being insolent again, so I narrow my eyes and warn her, "His name is Wolf. Don't forget he's a King, a royal just like the Hau-Hous."

But she only becomes even more insolent as she shrugs. "Sure… Where's Wolfy?"

I feel my eye twitch in quickly rising anger, but I keep it under control and diplomatically answer, "He's currently busy researching a method to deal with the swarm."

The short little goblin smirks as she utters even more insolence, "Well, it's just like Toto to research how to better commit war crimes."

"Are you doing this on purpose to annoy me?" I angrily blurt out, but I instantly realize that this was a mistake as she just becomes smug. She simply doesn't care who she offends with her Earthling irreverence.

"Yes," she shamelessly admits, taunting me to fall further into anger. Unlike Roxanne, this one isn't secretly a flower. She's a rough piece of orc leather through and through, so getting angry with her will just make her infuriatingly smugger.

But no, while Earthlings may be irreverent, it's not normal for them to be this disrespectful to someone they aren't friends with. "I don't know you well enough to appreciate this sort of ribbing," I slowly warn her, my tail tensing up as I start to fail to contain my dislike of her.

The little woman's smugness immediately disappears, and she gives me a measuring look as she finally starts to take me seriously. "Alright, I get it," she hums, still irreverent, and it also annoys me that she doesn't even apologize. "But why didn't he tell us? We could help."

"I sincerely doubt that," I reflexively reply with a snort, and I become uncomfortable with my own behavior.

The fact that Wolfy isn't watching is making me feel nervous. My bratty side is coming out now that he isn't here to put a leash on me, both literally and figuratively, and I don't like it.

The small woman narrows her eyes and frowns skeptically, and it seems like she's not the kind to ever hide her feelings in the name of diplomacy. "Now you're just being mean. Wolfy wasn't a genius; he just had a degree in robotics, so it isn't like he's doing 'rocket' science."

I sigh softly, get a hold of myself again, and calmly but assuredly reply, "I'm being serious, but you misunderstand me. You lack the skills that we have that allow us to help him," -I quickly probe the golems' memories to find out what a "rohket" is- "and though what he's doing doesn't require deep scholarly knowledge, you still lack what's necessary to even participate."

Her frown of annoyance becomes one of displeasure, and she stubbornly requests, "Alright… can we at least watch?"

It takes me an unholy amount of willpower to not immediately refuse, but I at least come up with a reasonable excuse to not irk this bothersome woman further. "No. This is a private moment, and we mustn't disturb them."

And she pouts, which even I must admit looks really cute. "You're just making excuses."

I simply ignore her statement and question her, instead, to put this impertinent small woman on the defensive, "Why are you so interested in seeing him work? You normally act like you hate being in Wolfy's presence." And I even step forward to use my (modest) height for intimidation.

She simply looks up at me defiantly as she begins, "Well, I don't really hate being in his presence-…"

The golems give me a tip, and I immediately interrupt with a dry tone, "Tsundere."

The impertinent little woman awkwardly clears her throat as she glances away, and I thank our tireless servants for helping me deal with her. She'll never respect me or my sister-wives until she learns that we'll bite back if she pesters us.

Then she makes an annoyed expression as she explains, "Look, he still has the face of my real husband and most of his personality while not actually being him, so we're in a weird situation that nobody could've ever been prepared for."

I want to be petty and just reject her completely, but a part of me simply doesn't allow the fox to take over. I'm Blessed by the Goddess of Love, and my zealous side will never let the fox do something that could enrage her because so much hinges on her Blessing.

But she's actually being diplomatic, in her own way, so I give her a little morsel while emphatically laying out the rules for more, "I'll ask Wolfy if you can watch, but only when he takes a break because I don't want to disrupt his concentration." Then I narrow my eyes and stare intensely as my tone lowers. "But know this: your presence makes everyone uncomfortable. We're lucky that we've achieved harmony in our family when there are so many women around him, so we'll do everything we can to preserve it. Wolfy gave you the privilege of entering our inner circle because of who you are, but you still have to earn everyone's respect."

And it fills me with joy to see that she finally becomes fully serious. "I understand; I'll behave."

 

Intermission end.

 

Godsdamn, this fucking sucks.

The memories just don't leave my mind, making me dizzy and unable to concentrate on anything. I know that Lina and Aoi are using my body to create more golems, but the memories are so real that it feels like I'm constantly reliving them, mixing reality with hallucinations.

"Gify, what did you do to him?" Alissa sternly asks, and I remember that she's currently checking up on me and that I'm not a little fox girl trying to escape her mother's grasp.

"Gih," my reliable companion attempts to dodge responsibility.

But Alissa immediately throws it back at me, "You're the oldest out of all of us, Wolfy, so what about your responsibility?"

Huh… how old is Gify, anyway?

"Gih!" she masterfully dodges.

Touché.

I slowly sit up since I've forgotten how to move in this body after experiencing five different ones, though Ted's and Suzy's are almost the same, so I guess it's effectively four and a half different bodies.

"His thoughts are playful, so he's still himself," Aoi attempts to soothe Alissa.

"I do miss having furry ears, though. They're comfy," I hum with a weak wry smile. Then I suddenly frown as another unpleasant memory surfaces again, "But now I have a five-fold fear of sensory deprivation rooms."

"The lack of stimulation is uncomfortable, even for us," Jarn calmly states as she tests the "proximity fuse" golems with a captured Dragolite that I didn't notice before. The little flying lizard has been tied up so thoroughly that it can barely wiggle, which was done for my safety since I'm basically defenseless right now.

Then her memories come back to me again. "Yeah, I just went through that five times, and it's just… ugh," I groan with a shudder.

"Does your Cock still work?" Hana asks the most important question through [Bind]. I did just become five different Cockless girls, so it's a reasonable concern.

Alissa pulls down my elastic elven pants, releasing the already hardening Cock. Then she parts her little lips and sticks out her cute red tongue. She promptly starts licking my reddened head, wetting it with her saliva, and gentle waves of pleasure hit me with every move.

"It still works fine," I happily hum as I make it twitch, slightly surprising Alissa, who grins as she begins to slowly push the head further and further into her mouth.

Oh, yeah, my Cock feels at home inside her mouth. My gaze becomes soft as I warmly stare at her, and her cute furry ears begin to sway as her head bobs up and down, her shoulder-length hair moving along with the motions like curtains that briefly block her almost-orange-colored beautiful eyes.

Lina helps her like the good sister-wife she is by tying her hair. She makes sure not to raise it too high or tie it too tight, as that would reveal that she doesn't have human ears on the sides of her head, which looks a bit weird, unfortunately.

After so much pain and loneliness in those sensory deprivation rooms, the dragon is eager to fly and fuck, so I quickly cum inside Alissa's mouth, and she begins playing with it before sharing the bounty with the wives just to increase my delight. But that has the side-effect of making me unbearably horny, so I grip her fluffy tail and roughly pull her onto my lap to wreck her tight pussy.

 

There's not enough time for a full Ravaging, so after a couple of cumshots and orgasms, we force ourselves to stop.

We lay down on the sofa and cuddle as the golems [Clean] away our sweat, then she suddenly remembers something. "Oh, right… I forgot to mention that Lily asked me about you. She was curious about what you were doing and wanted to watch."

I find that curious and raise an eyebrow as I hum, "Huh… she'd just get bored since there isn't much to see."

Then Lina and Aoi take control of my body and activate [Infuse] again, making me temporarily stop feeling the warmth of Alissa's body, the fluffiness of her tail and ears, and also her comforting perfume of oranges. Ah, the sacrifices I make for progress.

"Wolfy, please don't be so dramatic," Lina requests through [Bind], as she's starting to feel bad.

Anyway, I can't use Chuckys as "proximity fuses" because of how stupidly dangerous the idea of an insane, enraged, and suicidal fragmentation shell is. The shells must also be stored outside of an [Item Box] to be ready to be loaded, and I don't think the Chuckys have the patience to wait that long to be freed from the torment that it is to exist.

The [Infuse] is quickly finished, allowing me to return to my little piece of heaven on Rupegia, but there's still an ungodly number of shells to be made. Alissa also can't stay here all afternoon, so Aoi gives her a quick clean-up.

Then my fox blesses us all with a gentle peck on the lips. "I need to get back to training," she happily hums and starts to dress herself.

"Have fun," I warmly reply, unable to wave as my body moves on its own.

And she gives me a rather bitter smile. "I actually won't. I won't hate it, even though The Four are a bit insufferable sometimes, but it's just not the same as the training sessions we've had. Those were… refreshing."

"Is it the training or the wild sex we had after?" I ask with a smirk.

"Both," Lina immediately answers.

"Both," Alissa and Aoi hum in unison.

Then I rather embarrassedly confess, and even my thick tail starts to move in anxiety, "Well, the only problem I have with training is that I'm forced to hurt you girls, and even though I sometimes get a sadistic streak, it's not the same thing as choking Hana out until she passes out as I pound her ass."

"Of course, how reasonable. I totally understand and relate to that," Alissa dryly remarks, taking a note from Lily on the topic of sarcasm.

I narrow my eyes at her and reply in kind, "You know you're ten times more filthily depraved than I am, right?"

And she smiles foxily. "Yes, but you feel like it's 'cringe' to act like your true self in front of the Travelers, so I'll make fun of you until you act like a dragon and shove your Cock into all of them."

Of course, the wives would never pass up the chance to subtly encourage me into gayness.

But I have the perfect comeback to that, so I wag my finger at her as I sassily retort, "Nuh-uh-uh! My human and my dragon sides are separate beings, and there's a correct way to use both of their natures, so I can't just be a dragon whenever and wherever."

"Hmph…" she grunts annoyedly and turns around to leave.

"Tell Lily that she can watch when they don't have training," I state as I stare at her fluffy tail and her ass, as the latter is hugged tightly by her elven not-yoga pants, but the former seems to subtly become limp when she hears my decision. "But even then, only occasionally," I hurriedly add, and that seems to be enough to restore her mood.

 

Today, Urmeie seems a bit bored, so she joins us in the bath to tease me and masturbate while watching us fuck. But then we get word that Caterina has come back, and Hana runs out naked to meet her lover, so we get the golems to chase after the shameless dragonkin and force her to put on some clothes.

Then Hana manages the impossible.

I thrust my hips forward, sliding my Cock into Yunia's tight, reddened pussy, spreading her wide as her warm folds attempt to grip my Cock. Then I squeeze her perfectly shaped tits, feeling her hard, pink nipples through my shiny scales, and she shudders, tightening up her insides in sync with the rest of her body. She may be aDICKted to humiliation, but the pain is like a spice for her to make things more interesting.

I raise my eyes from her lower lips, stretched by my thick Cock, and spend a couple of seconds admiring her neatly trimmed golden pubes, the golden carpet to the glorious promised land. Next, I admire her abs, and even though she has less "Strength" than Ciel, the slenderness of Yunia's body makes them a lot more visible.

"You heard that? The fat in your body hides your abs," Roxanne utters something so appalling that I use [Bind] to have Ciel herself punish the rude succubus… with a rough fingering of both holes, though that may be counterproductive since Roxanne likes that.

Anyway, my hands are gripping Yunia's tits, preventing me from admiring them, so I raise my eyes further and stop at the magnificently dazzling beauty of her face as she stares at me with intense love and lust, her glorious drills undone by the water, giving her a more casual look that's quite refreshing. Her upper lips are raised in pain but also ferociousness as it takes quite a lot of bravery and determination to endure being Ravaged by the Cock, and adding this expression to the rest of how she looks, I feel like I'm seeing a side of her that nobody else (but those who join us in our baths) has ever seen.

It still feels unbelievable that I get to fuck this divine woman daily, and she loves me so much that she happily fulfills my every fantasy. Like the one where I wreck an elven Queen's pussy and then simply ignore her as someone else grabs my attention.

And so, I slowly turn away from the marvelous beauty that I'm currently pounding, and my eyes meet with Caterina's. The stern and milfy woman is just standing there, staring at me as I savagely fuck a younger version of her, and I see anxiety in her gaze as she hesitates about whether or not she should do this.

But Hana doesn't wait and starts undressing the older woman. Her baggy white shirt is tucked into tight and elastic brown pants, so the lewd dragonkin begins by undoing Caterina's belt, then immediately goes for the buttons of her shirt.

And the famous and experienced Captain of the Punishers just stands still as more and more of her cleavage is revealed. Her breasts are nice and full, slightly bigger than Yunia's, but with each button that comes undone, the perfectly built body of a warrior woman is revealed.

She and Hana are woven from the same glorious cloth. Strong, tall, gorgeous women who would destroy the hips of lesser men. The perfect mix of vigor and power, along with the beauty of femininity. Their bodies worthy of statues and worship.

Then Hana undoes the top of Caterina's dousnadeia, and I cum inside Yunia as I see very hard and pointy pink nipples that must be pinched, sucked, kissed, and then cummed on. I notice that her breasts have a bit of sag, but I don't have enough time to appreciate them further as Hana takes off her panties, and I instantly unleash a second cumshot inside Yunia as the bald pussy comes into view.

Caterina is a fine milf, and she could definitely survive a Ravaging on the first try. Though her physique is perfect, her skin is starting to show signs of age with subtle wrinkles and the appearance of little spots that make it lose its shininess. But age only makes her hotter.

Hana pulls her lover towards the stool, and the warrior milf finally breaks our eye contact, allowing me to see that she has a very nice ass, and I wonder how sexy it'd look being stretched by my Cock. But then I finally turn back towards my Queen as Hana begins to wash Caterina, and everyone crowds into my soul space because they want to feel up the Punisher through [Bind]. Unfortunately, Hana doesn't dare touch Caterina's asshole or pussy, as the Punisher is visibly very tense and embarrassed, but we all have patience since it's just a matter of time.

Curiously, she has a single scar on her right shoulder, which continues down along her back until her ribs. If a woman has allowed a scar to remain on their body, then it's like Roxanne's, a symbolic thing to not let her forget an important moment in her life.

But damn, even her back is sexy. Those damn muscles, man. There aren't enough muscular women around me, even though most Companions are pretty muscular, making me miss Romy as the sexy, muscular Filipina didn't join us on this adventure.

"Another one?" Urmeie quietly asks Alissa while staring at Caterina.

"Not his," my fox casually replies, and the bear sister snorts.

Eventually, I finish off Yunia, then we all gather in the warm water of the bath to relax.

"I'm happy to have you with us, Punisher Caterina," I politely remark with a nod and shamelessly stare at her tits.

"I don't know what I'm doing here, but thank you," she candidly answers, which I appreciate.

"We noticed that you hadn't come back to the mansion, even for sleep," Ciel concernedly states.

Caterina causes small waves in the steamy water as her body twitches, likely because she's nodding, but I'm too distracted by her tits. "We were busy investigating this… Tycho person and talking to his acquaintances and friends since he has no family, which was very suspicious. But the results were inconclusive."

I raise my eyes and see her tense but still embarrassed expression. Seeing such a powerful woman blush is simply adorable and makes my cock twitch in excitement.

"That doesn't sound good," Urmeie grunts with a concerned frown.

Then Caterina replies with an appeasing tone, "It doesn't seem like Tycho killed Whakaahua and replaced him, and so, we've also concluded that he was neither a Wicked person nor a heretic, which means that you could consider him a harmless anomaly."

And I casually chime in, "Queen Patika said the same thing. She said she'd ask Emperor Andreas about him because he should know something about the existence of someone supposedly as powerful as Tycho, but if nobody has raised the alarm about his appearance, he might not be that dangerous after all."

The elven milf's gaze becomes thoughtful as she deliberates, "That makes sense. I have a contact in the Nemesis, who has a contact in the Hands of the Emperor, so I could get something more concrete as I predict that the Emperor will be very vague when talking about Tycho's existence."

Lina's Reminder: Nemesis is the Empire's group of elite monster killers, and they're very secretive, earning them a mythical reputation.

For some reason, mentioning the Hands makes me feel uncomfortable.

"We appreciate your dedication," Yunia earnestly thanks her.

Caterina nods back and reflexively takes a look at her Queen's perfect tits. "It's merely my job to protect you from heretics."

And then Urmeie loudly grunts in frustration, "The fuck? You all think that the Hands would betray the Emperor and reveal information about something that's clearly a secret?"

"Well, it's worth a try, and we don't see you helping out by questioning your Dad," I teasingly retort.

But she frowns at my banter. "Unless I'm made Empress, not even I would ever be told anything about something as secret as Tycho's existence."

Then Caterina soberly lectures the bear Princess, "You underestimate how loose people's tongues are. Most confessions aren't made through torture, as we have time to slowly erode their walls and infiltrate their hearts. Unless there are firm directives on how to handle information about Tycho, they will reveal something about him, and it might just be enough to explain all of this."

"I-e pecati fația, I can't argue against that," Urmeie admits with a sigh. I don't know which language that first phrase comes from, as beastfolk have a large number of different languages.

"You could ask your mother about it. Maybe she could give you a hint," Alissa prudently suggests, and Urmeie seems to slowly become convinced that it's a good idea.

I find it funny that she's so determined to not get involved in politics that it never occurred to her until now.