Another morning, another dream ended by the sensation of wet lips gliding down his cock.
It was a pair of lower lips this time. Labia parted, as did the twitching folds behind. All embraced him with the snug wetness of a decently aroused woman. He would have said extremely aroused two weeks ago, but his standards of wetness for females had broken the reasonable limits recently. Superhuman stamina and strength did that to a man who could cum endlessly.
'Not tight enough to be any of my short women,' Alex thought, playing a little game against himself. The rules were the same as every other day: if he identified correctly who was servicing his morning wood, he won. 'More of a toned tightness… and she's somewhat heavy.'
The forthcoming sex slave had begun to bounce on his cock, and she was not shy in doing so. Like all of his tomboys, this one had a very nice ass, round and jiggly whenever she dropped down. Notably, it was not outstandingly large, which further diminished the choices on his list.
'Among the more muscular and taller women in my harem, likes to be heard, goes directly to cowgirl first thing in the morning…' By this point, Alex had it narrowed down to four candidates. 'One of my Latinas…just realized that it is an odd coincidence that all of my Latinas are above 180. Then again, my harem is selected for athletes, so above average height is to be expected.'
The sleeve around his cock clenched. A muffled moan got stuck in her throat. The sex slave knew of his game and was trying to keep her voice at bay to not give away who she was. That did not narrow it down at all.
'Selana has a way plusher ass and thighs,' Alex threw that possibility out first. 'Janette is too much of a cocksucking enthusiast to lead with cowgirl. Evelyn would not put herself on top of me first thing in the morning.' "Valeria," he said and opened his eyes.
It would have been quite disastrous for his reputation and her enjoyment if he was wrong.
He was not.
The short-haired, chocolate-skinned, cat-eared climber rolled her hips, her red mouth curling into a light smile. "Good morning, Master." Her words were more controlled than the smouldering passion in her green eyes would suggest. With his choice now made and his hands grabbing the inwards curves of her hourglass figure, Valeria shook off what restraint she had previously.
The rest of the harem awoke to the progressively louder sounds of the tall, half-black Latina impaling herself over and over again. She was the opposite of shy, gasping and moaning, letting everyone around know that she was getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Alex was close to bursting within a minute. The first load of the day, he always blew quickly. He theorized that sleeping in a room full of nubile women aligned his body's expectations. That paired with his always full balls being, frankly, heavy in the morning. He did not want to know what it would be like to get up if he had to just let the morning wood fade.
Fortunately, his enthusiasm was matched by females that basked in his musk overnight. Valeria was gasping by the time he gritted his teeth. "I want to feel you cum inside me, please," she begged.
Alex fulfilled her wish. He thrust upwards, making her large breasts bounce up and then jiggle down. The first spurt of seed into her set her off as well. First was the orgasm she had been holding back until she felt his cum inside her, the second was that cum itself sending a torrent of rewarding pleasure through the readily available cumdump.
In a moment of primal need, Alex pulled Valeria down. In the throes of passion, she was more than pliable and infinitely eager to surrender her tongue to the advances of his. His hand came down on her ass with a loud smack. It remained there, pressing her hips down on his crotch, keeping her and her undulating walls in place while she massaged the thick, long jets of cum from him.
Everyone was watching them by that point. That fact made Valeria's pussy clench even harder around his girthy rod, show-off that she could be. The final nail on the coffin of sense was when he scratched the back of her cat ears.
Valeria did not explode into a second string of screams or anything. Rather, she melted in his arms, an utterly obedient package that used her upper and lower lips to please him. The moment his body stopped trembling from his first orgasm of the day, he turned their situation around.
Now on her back, she was made his casual relief tool. Rather than a rapid pace, he used the sheathe of her pussy at a pace equivalent to a scenic walk through the woods. She had gotten her load of cum for the morning. Now, her purpose was just to keep him nice and hard while he went through the other rituals.
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A wide gaze took in the whole of his harem. Not only did this allow him to take in their nubile bodies in their multitude of stretches, it was also the opportunity to scan for any changes that had manifested overnight. There was surprisingly little on that front this morning. The first difference he spotted was Sofia.
"I might need to make an improvised hairband…" the shy fencer muttered, pulling the cascade of hair over her shoulder. She had always had long hair, luscious brown and wavy, but now it went all the way past her hips. It was a minor change by the standards of the island.
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"Aha!" The triumphant shout pulled everyone's attention to Astrid. Alex could see the change peeking over her shoulders, but she did them all the favour and turned around to give them a nice view of her firm ass - and of the four turquoise wings that sprouted from her upper back. They were insect-like in their make, translucent with veins that ran through them. When she used them, they did not beat, instead scattering green sparkles.
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The blonde tomboy hovered upwards a couple of metres, laughed, then showed a strained expression. A second later, she dropped. Alex had already pulled himself free of Valeria's smug cunt. He lunged and caught his fairy.
"Careful," he warned her.
"Probably would've been fine," Astrid said, glancing at the very cushioned ground. "That was just a three metre fall onto a mattress."
"I am not taking 'probably fine' when it comes to those I love," he said.
"Bro…" Astrid muttered, her eyes once more showing pink hearts instead of pupils.
Turning a princess carry into a suspended congress was done swiftly and easily. Her arms and legs wrapped around him, her snug folds embraced his cock, and just like that he was fucking his second tomboy of the morning.
The pace was casual. One hand on her ass kept her steady while he made her bounce in front of him. He explored her wings with the other. His first touch was careful, gentle. She cooed when he made contact with her new addition. The texture of the wings was between glass and ice, smooth and pleasant.
"I think I can…" Astrid whispered between little sighs of pleasure. She closed her eyes and the wings returned to being a butterfly mark on her back. "...magic is so cool!"
"Want to experiment more or cum your brains out?" Alex asked.
"Whichever pleases you more, Master," the blonde purred.
Feeling like treating himself to an easy victory and her to a very good morning, Alex suddenly and harshly increased the pace. Simultaneously, the mark on her womb burned with passionate heat, setting the entirety of her erogenous zones on fire. In an instant, the fae cocksleeve's sensitivity was raised four times over.
She was squirting all over his cock within seconds. Her mind needed to catch up with the pleasure she was feeling. At first there were just disbelieving grunts, then her eyes rolled up and she screamed her lungs out in bliss.
It was a wonderful but pretty straightforward affair. He stood there, hammering her eager pussy to the sounds of 'PLAP!' and the "Ah!" of watching sex slaves. After several minutes of this, he pumped her full with the second load of the day, slightly less thick and quantitative than the first.
'I really don't want to know what it would feel like to start my day without getting 8 hours worth of my cum production out of my system first,' Alex thought. 'I wonder if I am physically dependent on that kind of release now… ah well, I don't intent to find out. I am emotionally all in already.'
"Only 2 changes this morning." Evelyn inspected her horns and pointy nails. There was clear disappointment in her voice. "At least I am not alone in my lagging." She looked to Yahui and Blair, who were also unchanged. "I suppose it does just take a bit sometimes."
"It was probably the oddity that the other changes all happened so quick," Alex gave his theory. "You'll have bronze scales soon enough."
"Bronze? I only go for gold," Evelyn drawled, then shook her head. "...But yet… bronze does sound right…" She furrowed her eyebrows. "I feel like I have… forgotten something."
Alex slowly nodded. "Same here… why did I say bronze specifically…?"
No answers to that question, so they did as usual when magic didn't make sense and just moved on with their day. The next stop on their daily ritual was the bath. After the wreckage of the previous day, it was direly necessary.
Stepping out of the bedroom had them all stop. Where a corridor had been the night before, there now was a luxurious lounge with couches made of huge flower petals and fluffy plant fibres. Awed by the this sight, they immediately began exploring, following one of the several staircases.
The Tree of Harem Life was a mansion now. There was no other way to put it. Various common rooms were interconnected by corridors and staircases, spiralling or not. There were more rooms than even their group knew what to do with. Everyone could have gotten knocked up twice and only then would they start running out of private rooms. There were extra beds. There even was a chamber so long and vast, it could be used as ballroom. Perhaps most ludicrous of it all was the indoor pool. An actual pool, ten metres across, filled with crystal clear water.
Delaying the bath, they headed outside. Wondrously, for all that was now inside of it, the outside of the tree had not actually grown that much. Certainly, the width of the trunk had doubled, but Alex estimated that the space within had grown eightfold.
"...I think that's big enough," he said.
"Mhm… adequate," Evelyn disagreed. "We ought to make a throne room - the middle eastern kind. I want to lavish at your feet in a sea of pillows, Master."
"For whom?" Tess wanted to know.
"Myself," Evelyn responded simply.
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"I love getting what I want," Evelyn purred.
After the bath they had went to where their usual meeting room had always been, to eat breakfast and discuss the priorities of the day. That room, of course, had also been changed, with some of the plant furniture surrounding a low table. At the head of it stood a very cushy looking throne, surrounded by an ocean of fluffiness.
Evelyn hurriedly sashayed over to that ocean, only to stop at its edge. "Mhm, seems like there's only about enough space here for four," she remarked, annoyed. "We do need another upgrade to the living quarters."
"Uh, I think four is a good number," Sara threw in. "Would be… one to keep Alex's cock warm and then three spots for his companions for the day?"
"That… is a good observation," Evelyn relented.
"Ashley, you are my cockwarmer this morning," Alex took command of the situation. He wasn't entirely sure why he had a throne now. 'I have been called Harem Sultan by lovecraftian monsters, so it fits well enough.'
"Y-y-y-y-y-yes, M-m-m-mas-" Ashley stumbled over the two words for impressively long, not managing to get the second one out before she had put her lips to the intended use.
Petite Asian bobbing her head in his lap, reclined in a seat of plant and magic (that had the most amazing ergonomic support that he had ever experienced), and look out over a happy harem, Alex once more experienced what true joy felt like. What could possibly compare to this?
The liquid servants brought in their meals for the day. As per usual, it was primarily fruits. No meat had been caught that morning nor was any of the rabbit still in storage. The fruits were delicious, even if they had gotten quite samey by this point.
"I need two women at work here, Ashley also needs to eat," Alex realized and looked around for the most enthusiastic volunteer. That would have been Blair, but he was ignoring his companions of the previous day on purpose. Selana, similarly, had gotten plenty of attention the previous day. "Jane, come and help Ashley."
"As you wish," the redheaded elf answered and quickly came over. One woman was deepthroating his cock, the other chewed on fruit, back and forth like this until they had all eaten breakfast and he had climaxed twice.
Alex tilted his head. Either Evelyn was bad at space estimation or underestimating how closely the harem would willingly sit. He considered the pillows around the throne to be easily enough for six people. 'Well, what matters is that we can do that ritual while there is enough leg space,' he thought. 'I like the idea of having my picks of the day linger around the throne. Gives this situation gravitas… might as well live this awesome and weird way with conviction.'
"How do you feel?" Janette asked. "Your wounds look better, but not much."
Alex took a look at himself. He had dared to hope his injuries would just go away overnight, but that hadn't happened. Instead, he was healing the normal way, which was, courtesy of him having suffered many shallow wounds, going relatively quick. Still, it would take at least another day until he was fully regenerated.
"Better than yesterday and yesterday I was good enough to make all of you go cross-eyed," he said with a smile. "I'll be fine."
"We probably won't be exploring any dungeons today, right?" Charlotte asked.
"We would have to find one." Alex pulled up the map of the area he had in his mind. Plenty of the island was, as of yet, unexplored.
Alex first limited his choice to those who had not yet changed further from their first transformation. Not only were these changes clearly empowering them (Astrid gaining flight was all the proof he would ever need), but he also enjoyed the exotic looks that came from it all. The more dangerous and magical they became, the more alluring their submission was.
"Valeria," he announced his first choice.
The climber had been in his eye since morning. Not that he needed any reason to stare at a woman that was his and that had such perfect tits. Alex was more of an ass-man, all things considered, but that rack was just wonderful. Large breasts of gravity-defying roundness, perky and yet with enough softness to them that they were clearly real.
Valeria rose from her resting posting, a light smile on her red lips, and sashayed to the throne. She took the position of the right armrest, affectionately rubbing her cheek against the back of his hand. Naturally, it wandered to the top of her head, scratching the roots of her short, brown hair and the bases of her pointy ears.
"Glad to get out there again?" Alex wondered.
"I enjoy a change of pace," the direct woman answered, a soft purr under her voice.
With a cat girl under his fingers and two women still worshipping his cock, Alex continued to scan the crowd. There were five others who he could take along. "Niara," he made his second choice.
Wordlessly, the Kenyan woman rose up. She moved over with long, eager strides, then plopped down on the other side of the throne. Like a well-trained dog, she kept her head in reach of his hand, without overtly asking for the ear scratches she all the same received. The discipline melted off her face, replaced with an open-mouthed, panting display of submissive bliss.
"Sofia, you will be the third," Alex declared.
"Thank you, Master!" the Estonian fencer jumped to her feet and hurried over. With a blush and a smile on her face, she plopped down next to Valeria, smiling venerantly up at him.
Alex stopped working the cat tomboy's ears to scratch his own chin. "It's not a big deal," he said. "I'm just choosing who I am taking along for the day."
"And I love tagging along with you," Sofia answered with a gentle smile. "That's all there is to it."
To be loved to that degree was… soul-warming.
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Choices of companions for the day made and breakfast taken in, the morning gathering gradually dissolved. Many of the women wanted to start the claiming process of their private corners of their new moving mansion, others wanted to start working with the new tools they had found the previous day.
"Uhm, may I join them?" Ashley requested meekly, after she had gulped down his latest load. "I w-wanna remember the tree in all the details for…" She petered off, blushing deeply.
"For your book about our adventures," Alex finished the sentence for her, to which she nodded. "You don't need my permission to get up. If you really want to, you can go wherever you want. The whole sex slave play is just that."
"Y-yeah, I know… but I want to play along with it." Batting her lashes up at her chosen Master, the mousey woman waited for approval.
Whether he agreed or disagreed, Alex got the feeling she would be happy either way. There was only one lifestyle he really wanted though. "You can go," he thusly allowed the Asian woman, who rose on wobbly legs.
"Later, M-master," she said her goodbye. If it hadn't been for the cum still on her lips, he would have kissed her.
With Ashley out of the room, he was left with Tess, Selana and Jane. The redheaded elf continued to stroke his cock, still as hard as it had been when she began her session working it. He repaid the favour by rubbing the tips of her pointy ears. Jane's eyelids fluttered at the simple touch.
"The changes are fascinating, aren't they?" Alex asked.
Selana laughed immediately. "I feel like I have that talk 3 times a day."
"Your literal udders catch the attention," Tess drawled. "Speaking of which, do you want a switch, Master?"
Alex hummed contemplatively. "Do I ever say how much I love that I am given these choices?"
"All the time," Jane answered.
"Still not often enough, I think." Alex shrugged to himself, then looked to the duo still on the plant-made couch that surrounded the low table. "Tess, I do want your tits around my cock."
"Thank you for the opportunity to repay you, my saviour," the angelic goth purred, as she switched positions with Jane.
Between his legs, Tess' milky-white mounds were obediently applied to drowning his manhood in tit flesh. She struggled to cover the entirety of his manhood. Her breasts were 'merely' huge and he was well-endowed. Her tongue tended to the tip, circling around the engorged, sensitive head.
On the couch, Jane first engaged in a ready kiss with Selana. The two had been friends before they had crash landed. Of the entire harem, they were the two that Alex had hung out with together even outside of work before all of this happened. Them, Astrid and Sofia, although those latter two had been less frequent.
To see his redheaded best friend and former crush make out could have been an unpleasant revelation at another time. Here, it was only hot. "Mashtehr'sh cum," Selana slurred between kisses. The cow-horned woman was tongue-wrestled into submission by the elf. Second by second, Jane asserted herself more, until her fingers pinched nipples and Selana's head was tilted back.
When there was no more taste of his cum to exchange, Jane broke the kiss. Her lips latched onto the areola of the fat-titted Latina next, sucking a mouthful of milk out of her. It was the first time Alex saw one of his haremettes drink from Selana so casually. It was a bit weird. It was also incredibly arousing.
Alex grabbed the back of Tess' head and pulled her down. He had to act fast, barely managing to get her red lips around his cock before he came. His satisfaction made Tess' eyes roll with ecstasy. Tits continuing to massage him, Alex had his sense of touch dedicated to Tess and his eyes to Selana and Jane.
Only after his orgasm had run its course, did he look back to Tess. Proudly, she presented the gathered load. "Swallow," he permitted. A quick gulp, a post-orgasmic shiver, and Tess showed to him her clean mouth. "Alright, just casual service now. I want to actually talk."
"Alright," Tess purred.
Jane licked her lips, cleaning any remaining milk off. "You are delicious".
"And you have a dominant streak," Selana noted, voice still a bit high-pitched from her own release there. "Did not know that. Did that come with getting taller?"
"No, I just started experimenting with it recently. Haven't had many opportunities to before this absurd social situation." Jane reclined in her seat, arms now crossed. "Getting taller does help though."
Before her most recent transformation, Jane had been notably shorter than Selana. Now the two were almost at parity. Despite being one of the more mundane changes, it was also a very visible one.
"Getting taller has its benefits," Alex said, "and drawbacks."
"Let me guess…" Tess changed the rhythm of massaging him with her breasts from alternating to a unified up and down. "...you're afraid what'll happen if you roll in your sleep?"
"I actually am, a bit, yeah," Alex agreed. "I probably weigh like 120 to 140 kilos now. Selana would be fine if I moved on top of her accidentally."
"I got big cushions," Selana squeezed her boobs.
"If I rolled onto Ashley, I think that could end ugly."
"You usually fall asleep with two or more women on top of you, you'll be fine," Tess assured him.
"You were always a backsleeper anyway," Jane added.
"And a still one at that," Selana added. "I remember when we shared a tent and you laid there like a pharaoh."
"When you sleep in a tent often, you get used to not moving," Alex explained himself. "Don't you dare say my survivalist hobby is weird now."
"It was weird," Jane drawled.
"No it wasn't, it was and is awesome;" Selana disagreed.
"Remaining on the topic of changes to us… I am noticing that most of yours are pretty surface level," Tess remarked. "You got huge, sure, but beyond that its just the body markings."
"There is some more stuff." Raising a hand, Alex showed to all of them his recently discovered capability to harden his skin. What was a deeply tanned and smooth changed to a hard and abrasive texture, a mixture between stone and bark. "It's just that anything that's too far from the human baseline doesn't 'stick'." He stopped concentrating on it and his arm changed back to normal.
"Mhm, I do have a similar benefit with my wings." Tess manifested the angelic extensions of her back for a moment, before dismissing them again. The supernatural phenomenon was accompanied by a sound like a flock of pigeons taking off. "It might be that everything that could get in the way is retractable in some way?"
"These horns get in the way of being a side sleeper," Selana complained.
"As do these ears." Jane gave the left one a poke for emphasis. She moaned at her own touch. "So sensitive…" She shook her head, sending her messy, short hair flying. She had to blow a strand out of her eyes afterwards. "I wouldn't mind if you picked up a pair of horns, at least."
"Grabbing the bull by the horns sounds pretty neat," Selana agreed.
"For my part, I would like to have wings…" Alex admitted. "Can you fly with yours yet, Tess?"
"Only for short stretches and not very high. Astrid will be similarly limited, I believe."
"We will found out… I wonder if we have to start bolting down things so she doesn't whimsy them away," Alex was only half-joking. "I know Evelyn experienced some stronger impulses to hoard things. Did any of you notice changes?"
"Not really," Tess was the first to answer. "I think I am more capable of detecting lies, but that could just be because the only liars around are brats and shy girls, both of which make it very obvious."
"I definitely have changed." Jane directed her gaze to one of the amber-crystal windows. "I feel more attuned to nature than I did before, like the outdoors is where I belong. That and I delight in the sun's presence."
"You did get more caramel."
"I do like the tan," Jane said.
Selana smirked. "Everyone likes the tan. If you get any darker, you'll be a wood elf."
'We took a different fork in that road,' Alex heard himself think. It was an odd occurrence of the mind. The conversation kept moving before he could puzzle that out.
"I've obviously started to enjoy getting milked, which was definitely not even on my concepts of fetishes I had before. Then again, did not think I would love being the dedicated, submissive cocksleeve of my longtime friend either, so shows what I fucking know." Selana shrugged. "Also, can we talk about how sensitive we all got? Specifically the throat?"
"That's mostly my incubus influence," Alex reminded them.
"Yeah, but still…"
"It is fascinating to watch you all cum with your breasts alone," Jane threw in.
""That was a thing before,"" Tess and Selana answered in unison.
They looked at each other, then the angelic goth made a head gesture for the Latina to continue. "My tits were always sensitive. Got more sensitive, admittedly, as they got larger."
"Here I thought it was a development like my ears."
"Nope, just a sex slave by nature," Selana grinned.
That was as much as Alex could take on that topic. "Alright, now I need to use you for at least one load," he declared and rose from his throne.
He ended up filling the pussies of all three women present.
Alex met up with Valeria, Niara and Sofia in the chamber near the entrance that had been made the preparation room. With all other matters dealt with and the day properly starting, there were only a few matters left to decide before they went out for the day.
One of these matters was the matter of the equipment. On the floor in that room laid the few items that were advisable to be carried around. One was a small pile of light crystals, already successfully grown from the box. Another was the Storage Gauntlet, which would be very useful in having those crystals on hand. The third was, what they had dubbed, the Necklace of Regulation, which kept heat and cold moderated around the wearer.
The question was who would wear what.