It has been a few days since this long wedding 'night' initially began.

After experiencing non-stop sex for almost the entire duration of those days, I've come to a realization—even gods get tired. Not to mention my wives' intentionally messing with my divinity, but the intensity of their love is a bit heavy. 

In short, I'm overstimulated. It doesn't help that Tina continued to ramp up my sensitivity during our intimate time. It felt thrilling while it lasted, but I seriously need a rest. It isn't too difficult, considering I'm not forced to be their cumdumpster or anything.

Once I tell the girls that I want a day of break, they thoughtfully volunteer to take care of me, their newlywed wife.

''Haa...''

Which leads to this situation where I can lie comfortably on a bed, surrounded by my beautiful harem. They give me massages, feed me, and even read me stuff. I don't need to move at all. 

Admittedly, cramming eight people into this room sounds tight, but we are currently runaways in Eva's pocket dimension, so the goddess can easily modify the space to accommodate us.

Isolated from the outside world, it certainly relaxes me quite a bit. Besides, we don't need to worry about anything anymore. Ah, maybe our future kids. Cause... I'm pregnant now. No, really.

It would be easier to believe the Earth was flat than to think that I wasn't knocked up after swallowing so much semen with my womb. But rather than worrying about the kids themselves, I'm more concerned with the fact that we probably wouldn't be able to have sex while I'm at the later stages of pregnancy.

And since these naughty girls want my belly big for a dozen years straight, that can be a serious problem.

If I were a lazy person, I'd use divinity to accelerate the incubation process. I mean, we can deliver all the babies in a short period that way, though it feels... somewhat insincere. I want to be with each child for a while before moving on to the next one. It's not like we're in a rush anyway.

So... ten years of pregnancy it is. But how to take care of my wives' sexual drives during that time?

''What do you guys think?''

When I propose this problem to the seven of them, various answers come back.

''We'll just have to avoid that place, I guess.'' Liana shrugs. ''There are many other ways to finish using your body.''

''I can endure it!'' Anna bravely declares, though I guess she is already used to masturbating alone...

''I'd be sad...'' Emy droops down, like a soaked puppy.

But while the concern quickly becomes very real among us, some suggestions sound reasonable. For instance, Tina, Eva, and Sariel propose having my main body rest bear the children separately while they make love with my clones. Luna, on the other hand, doesn't have much of an opinion. As a pure female goddess, she has little lust except when growing that thing, so she can easily get through this.

In the end, it does seem like I'll have to deploy clones to accompany my wives.

''Ah, should I modify the clones?'' I murmur, which causes the girls to pause.

For now, the rate of synchronization for my exclusive life-sized Sylvia dolls is somewhere above ninety-eight percent, which is to say that they are almost identical to my body. To use them for sexual needs would be fine, but there would inevitably exist a gap between the genuine and the replicated ones. Mainly, it has to do with energy transmission.

Simply put, ever since acquiring divinity, I've been activating my succubus-like power to arouse my partners and give them pleasure. However, when my consciousness is divided into spare bodies, the energy link weakens.

Of course, it isn't a problem until now since my main body has been free. Still, clone engineering... that might sound a little interesting. I have no immediate need for better weaponry anyway.

In any case, I soon settle that matter and move on.

Because all of us are in the same room, I decide to initiate a discussion regarding our future descendants. Children... they'd be a mess for sure. Still, I'm quite excited.

''Well...'' Luna ponders, smiling, ''Won't it be lively when they're born? We'll be a big family.''

Thoughtful expressions spread among my wives. They must be envisioning that scene, too, of the little kids running around the house, playing, yelling, and... fighting.

...Crap.

Years of having cousins visiting me back on Earth had taught me one thing—children rarely get along.

Would I be able to take care of those chaotic creatures...? I mean, if they fought and I don't have enough time to tend to every one of them, wouldn't that make me a bad mom?

No, calm down, Sylvia. Your wives ain't dead, stupid. They'd surely help me out.

That's a weight off my mind, yet the faint tension remains. Nonetheless, it is already irreversible.

''What about schooling?'' Liana interjects. ''Private schooling is great, but I kinda want my kids to socialize with their peers, y'know.''

''That's true...'' Tina absenmindedly nods along.

''...''

''...''

In a rare moment where these two agree on something, they can't even face one another. The scene makes me giggle a bit.

''Well... we can discuss that one out later. Whether to send our child to a public institution or not—that depends on a lot.'' I reply. ''Then again, I heard my Dad intends to open a new academy in our elven capital.''

''Really?!'' Liana exclaims.

''Yeah.'' I calmly affirm my claim. ''He wants to take this chance to teach our people the way of modern weaponry. They're very powerful, after all. On the political side... since we have just made a name for ourselves in the last war, he plans to push in that direction by creating an international school—the kind that can rival the empire's academy.''

Numerous 'Ooh...' simultaneously sound as the girls marvel at my dad's grand plan. However, only I know that the old man's real goal is just to build a good growing environment for his grandchildren... and for my little sibling.

Damn it. The more I think about it, the less sense it makes.

That one day, I'll see my children go to school, shoulder-to-shoulder, with my little sibling...? And so far, Mom hadn't shown any sign yet, which means... my first child will be older than my sibling.

What a world I am living in.

Then again, I have seven wives. 

''Heheh...''

How did I achieve so much? A glance around, and my eyes are filled with gorgeous women who love and pamper me. Even seeing me giggle like an idiot, they still look at me so tenderly.

The harmonious mood continues until the day completely ends, at which point, I promptly declare my next move, ''Who's next?! This goddess will make sure to send you to cloud nine!''

''Yes~! I want to be wrung dry~!'' A melodious voice responds.

''...Ah.''

S-Shit. It was Sariel.

I suddenly feel a chill down my spine. For whatever reason, I can vaguely see a dozen wriggling tentacles behind the dragoness...