Island 6

"Jesus Christ."

The exclamation caused Alex to half open one eye. After yesterday, he very much doubted he could wake up to any greater surprises. The tone indicated bafflement of the social kind, not any immediate threat.

The sight he was treated to caused him to rapidly blink until he could fully focus.

The one that had spoken out was Sofia, of all the girls. The fencer was weighing Selana's tits in her hands and for good reason. The increase in size in the mountain biker's chest that Alex had noted yesterday had continued overnight. What had been respectably sized tits were now true udders. They were seriously either as large or even larger than Tess' tits.

Noticing that he was awake, the brown-skinned tomboy turned to him. "Sorry about that, Alex," she said with an apologetic smirk. It was as good as ever that she addressed him by name when they weren't in the middle of the usual. A sex slave was good, a friend was better and a friend that also was a sex slave was the best. "Staring?" Selana put an arm under her enormous chest and propped the puppies up a bit more. Her smirk turned just the slightest bit smug.

Alex had enough of a recollection to do a before and after in his mind.

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"How couldn't I?" Alex asked.

"Indeed, how couldn't you?" Selana asked, then moaned softly when Sofia went back to weighing them. "More sensitive too…"

"Seriously…" Sofia mumbled. "Those are some Master pleasers…" She looked down at her own chest. The previous day had seen it slightly grow, but the size could not compare.

"I like tits in all shapes and sized," Alex assured and sat up to put an arm around both women. "Important is that they're mine." The statement had the two of them swoon. It was a little to easy with those two. Sofia was flattered by anything he said and Selana was a tomboy among tomboys and ready to banter no matter what he presented her with. They also both had another priority.

"Sorry, we, uhm, got sidetracked," Sofia apologized and began to massage his morning wood. "S-since you're awake… how would you like your breakfast service, Master?"

Alex yawned and considered that question. He looked around the camp. The other women were slowly rising from their own slumber, stirred either be the quiet talk or the sunrays coming over the horizon. First he asked himself if he should be waking anyone else up. Then, he laughed softly. "Still can't quite believe I managed this," he confessed, when Sofia and Selana sent him a questioning gaze.

"Oh, you better believe, Alex," Selana grinned. "And you'll keep living up to it. You showed me my place now, so you'll have to take responsibility. This sex slave needs your big fat cock at least once every… let's say three days. I'm being reasonable."

"Come on, Selana, you should try to overcome your limits. Try four days."

"That sounds like torture."

"What if your Master wants to put you on a bit of a chastity course?" Alex asked.

"Th-that sounds pretty hot…" Sofia mumbled.

"If you want that," Selana purred, the heat evident in her voice. "I'm yours to sexually torture. Not sure if orgasm denial is my kind of play, but I didn't think I wanted to be property either and here we are, Master."

His morning wood twitched with need. A decision had to be made before he continued the talk. Much as he wanted to give those tits a try, Sofia had been the good girl and thus should be rewarded first. "Ride me," he told the fencer.

The brunette smiled ear to ear at the permission. "Thank you for choosing this sheathe to serve you, Master," she said eagerly, then straddled him. The classical cowgirl position was a truly magnificent start into the day. Sofia impaled herself on his manhood, her wet cunt allowing her a nice and steady descent. Her midriff ever so softly rose where his girthy cock stretched her folds.

Libido engaged, Alex stretched and enjoyed the view. Optimally, he would have liked to rest his back against a cushioned wall of some kind. Optimally, he also would have liked to lie on a mattress. Thinking about these things made the discomfort of the situation slightly more apparent.

Alex laid on an improvised bed that was basically just big palm leaves on top of a thin layer of leaf litter on top of grass and dirt. The entire thing had been compressed by his weight overnight, so he was basically just laying on top of the ground. For all of the improvements the camp was slowly making, they were still in the jungle.

The hardness and cold of the dirt was easily forgotten while he had a hot and tight cunt massaging his dick though.

While Sofia rode him, Selana settled by his side. "I know what Master wants," she said and then blinded him with a faceful of pliable tit flesh. She wasn't wrong. Having his entire field of view and every tactile sensation of his face consist of squishy boobs was the dream of basically any man and he was no exception.

The up and down of the fencer grew bolder while the groans and yawns of the camp grew more numerous. Once everyone was awake, she was moaning openly. Her tight little ass smacked against his thighs on every bounce.

Holding on barely, Alex managed to delay his orgasm until he felt the clenching of her folds. At that point, he let go and filled her up. That his enhanced seed on its own made Sofia shout with orgasmic delight did not matter. His pride as a man demanded that he remained able of making them all climax the simple way too.

After releasing his first load of the day into the fencer, Alex got up properly. There was more lewdness to be had, but he wanted to be clean and there was another call of nature he had to obey first. There was a designated spot for that business a few minutes away from camp. That was all that needed to be said on that matter.

When he got back to the camp, the girls were all in motion. A few were out and about, doing the same thing he did, others were cleaning themselves, and the rest hung out in a grooming cluster. 'The memes were right, we should return to monkey,' Alex thought, while watching Tess check on Selana's hair.

"Cow," Tess said.

"Bitch," Selana answered and got an eyeroll by the sarcastic goth. "Seriously, though?"

"Yeah, those are cow horns. Giant tits, cow horns, You're a cow."

"Really hope these changes stop at aesthetic shit," Selana said.

"I haven't changed further, so I guess so," Charlotte said. As the one who first had showed clear physical signs of change, she likely had been checked on first. Alex himself gave her a once over when he was in range.

There were indeed no further signs of change at this time. Alex honestly wouldn't have minded a few additional things here and there, as long as she remained primarily human. The extras would only be worrisome if the extras started to fully change what they were. Also, if she started to grow hair all over, Alex was going to find that unattractive. He could deal with the natural places that, thankfully, the island seemed to prevent, but if there was fur on the stomach or the sides? That was a big turn off.

But nothing like that was showing. As Selana put it, so far all the changes were aesthetic bits or changes to bust sizes and skin tone. All of that was, except for the part that it was happening at all, not worrisome.

"Ya should spend less time looking at me and more looking at our changed girls," Charlotte pointed Alex at the three women who had positioned themselves together for his inspection.

Changes appeared to roughly follow the order that Alex had found the women in. Selana was the exception to this, for whatever reason, as her changes were almost as far along as the trio he now looked at.

First was Valeria. The matted clumps of her extremely short hair had fully formed into pair of animal ears over night. Cat ears, it appeared, in her case. The climber seemed annoyed about the sudden addition to her scalp, although that likely was just a case of her having a resting bitch face.

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"Got these too." Valeria hooked a finger in one of her cheeks and pulled back to reveal canines that were definitely sharper than they had been before. The pointy teeth looked downright vicious. "The changes aren't bad. I wonder why I turn into a cat though."

"Cats are good at climbing?" Alex guessed. Valeria just shrugged.

Next in the line was Ashley. The growths she had formed surprised Alex least of all. The small woman had grown a pair of big, round mouse ears. "W-well… they're cute at least?" she stammered.

"Very cute," Alex assured her. It let the petite Asian reporter be a little more confident.

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'Seriously, those are adorable though,' he thought. 'I wonder if these changes are also why she can take all of my cock these days….'

"Of course you are cute, you are our property. We wouldn't keep anything but the most gorgeous women in our hoard." Evelyn sounded twice as haughty this morning. The reason for that, she made immediately apparent. "Yes, Master, these are dragon horns."

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"Could just be goat horns…" Ashley mumbled.

"No… no I agree, those are dragon horn," Alex said. He just… knew that for certain.

"Do goats have claws?" Evelyn asked and raised one of her hands. The fingernails were a lot sharped than they had been the day before. That was, for a few moments, before the extended bit began to slowly retreat, leaving her fingers the same as before. Growing them back out happened much faster. "God, I feel powerful!" the triathlon gold medalist declared and jumped to her feet. "I always knew I was better than everyone else, but this is a new height!"

Alex was uncertain what to do at that moment. After Tess turning into an angel, someone else turning into a dragon girl was not that surprising. What the limits of these changes were could only be guessed at. That being said, the gold medalist's cocky attitude had apparently been worsened by the famed draconic arrogance. Whether that was a mental change due to the physical change or if the physical change had been inspired by her already prideful attitude was a question for another time.

Right now, Alex had to ask himself if he wanted to curtail her behaviour. Evelyn's self-assured attitude was valuable, because she backed it up with action. In his absence, she was the de-facto leader of the camp and that was good to have. Pride and assertiveness turning into a superiority complex, that was not good to have, especially in a harem. There was accepting that hierarchies were natural and then there was accepting abuse.

That being said, Evelyn enjoying a slight power high from turning partially into a dragon may not require intervention. She had shown to be introspective enough and a three-time gold medalist had to know how to manage her ego at least somewhat. If he let this go, she likely would just calm down on her own.

Alex elected to let her have this for a little bit. The other haremettes knew what Evelyn was about. As long as she calmed down within the day, everything was going to be fine.

The first sign that he was right in that assessment was Evelyn, rather than posture further, decided to channel her energy into something useful. That useful thing was to drag some of the heavier pieces of wood they had been using to outline their camp into a better position. She did this with almost the same ease that Alex moved these things around and he was a man with borderline superhuman strength at this point.

There was more to these changes than mere appearances. Then again, he already knew that.

Alex stepped away from the scene after giving the new animal ears a testing rub. They were every bit as soft as he imagined. Ashley reacted to the touch with all kinds of happy squeaks. Valeria blushed a bit and averted her gaze. Very mouse and cat-like, respectively.

After that, they checked on what they had been burning in the oven overnight. Most of what they had put together had cracked either due to small imperfections in the clay that had been left in there or just general bad craftsmanship. Two of the unevenly shaped bowls had survived though and two bowls were already a nicely luxury. It made drinking the boiled water a lot more convenient. It certainly worked better than using their hands.

Breakfast followed. Their stockpile of fruit had found the addition of berries and a few crabs that had been lying in the oven overnight. The latter were uncomfortably dry, but it would have been a waste to just toss them out. Any variety in what they were chewing was welcome.

In the end, they were all fed and sitting around the fire. It was kept at a low heat at the moment. No need to waste their firewood when the day was starting and everything was heating up. That did include the girl's libido. The mood around the camp was carefree that morning, many of the haremettes just masturbating openly or even helping each other. Shame was a thing of the past around here.

"Hey, Master, can you use my face?" Evelyn requested and pointed at her open mouth. "I wahnna shee if you can ushe my hornsh ash handlesh," she slurred, letting her tongue hang out.

Three minutes later, the kneeling dragon woman was moaning around his cock. The gag reflex sadly still existed, so he had to measure his fucking of her face, but he could and did use those horns as handles. Their texture was surprisingly good for this, the ridges fitting nicely under his fingers.

'Wonder if Selana's horns will work the same way,' Alex wondered. He could only see the growing horns peek out from her dark hair every now and again. 'Jesus, those tits though,' he thought, then turned his attention back to the haughty sex slave in front of him. 'Not so haughty right now,' he thought.

Evelyn did still know her place, that much was clear. She was moaning and sucking his cock like the sex slave she had professed wanting to be. He was using her to get off like the Master he wanted to be. That was to say, he was doing it with her maximum enjoyment in mind.

After the second orgasm of the day, he decided to spend some social time with the girls. Like last morning, the sun was moving very slowly in the morning. A peculiar phenomenon that, if he kept observing it, he would guess was more than just his skewed perception.

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Alex decided to pay some extra attention to Janette that morning. She was the newest person and sole non-haremette, so he felt she could use it. Tess and Yahui following him was entirely their choice.

Janette was sitting at the edge of camp just staring at everything going on. She had that introverted air to her, like she was just a fixture of the environment. That was until Alex stepped up to her. "Yo," she greeted in a dispassionate tone. "Here to flirt?"

"Just to talk," Alex said and sat down in front of her. Tess and Yahui sat down by his side. He kept his hands to himself, he genuinely just wanted a casual conversation at the moment. "We haven't had a quiet moment yet, so I thought we should catch up a little. We only gave you the general breakdown so far."

"I appreciate it," Janette said.

Alex did lead from there, filling her in on any details so far and getting her story in return. Nothing unusual there. Washing ashore naked, strange lights and fog, all of it matched the experience of everyone else.

"What are your feelings on the situation?" he asked her in the end.

"It's obviously related to you," she answered. It wasn't accusatory, just an observation. "I had nothing change so far and it does look like its happening roughly in order of the people you found, right? Seems like the source is you or at least tied to you."

Slowly, Alex nodded. Whether that was right or not, it did definitely sound plausible. "Anything else you think should be shared?"

"This whole situation is crazy, but I don't mind crazy," Janette answered with a shrug. "Not sure where I fall into it. I love how it feels to get fucked by you, but I don't want to 'lose to the cock'. I like my freedom."

"We're pretty free in the harem," Tess advertised.

"You know what she means," Yahui chimed in. "Let's not put undue pressure on anyone."

"Most important is that everyone pulls their weight and that includes me." Janette locked eyes with Alex. "Cocksleeve or not, make sure you give me the same amount of work as everyone else. Or more."

Considering that she was taller and more toned than even most of the other tomboys, he doubtlessly would take her up on that offer. Sending someone like her out over someone like Ashley was just common sense. Plus, as a world-class practitioner of Judo, she did have combat experience of a kind.

"I won't give you favourable treatment to win you over," he assured her. "We're survivors first, the harem comes after that, even for me."

"Good."

Alex leaned back a bit, to have all three in his field of view with the next question. "What do you think is next for us?"

"Obviously we find the rest of your potential sex slaves," Tess drawled sarcastically. Sincerely, she added, "but I do mean that we should focus on finding the other passengers."

"Who are we missing?" Yahui asked, partly rhetorical. The athletes did know each other, but many only passingly. The gothic woman was one of two that did know everyone.

"Astrid, Jane, Niara, Sara, and Kiara," Tess listed.

"I would like to find Kiara as soon as possible," Alex spoke his thoughts. "Not that I think that I have choice in who we stumble into."

Tess sighed. "The shortstack definitely would need help the most. After that, from those five, Sara will probably be out of her depth."

"What did she do again?" Janette asked. "Tennis?"

"Yes," Tess confirmed. "Astrid, Jane and Niara I am not that worried about. You're probably worried about Astrid and Jane though, right, Alex?"

He slowly nodded. Jane was a good friend of his and Astrid had been around now and again, often enough to call the blonde Swedish woman a close acquaintance. "After we've found everyone… I don't quite know what next. I'd like to expand the camp, but I am not sure how long we'll be staying here. Could be that the other island has a better spot."

"Maybe we should move right now?" Janette suggested. "Better early than late, right?"

Alex shook his head. "I don't want to relocate before I am absolutely sure no one else is on this island. There is a chance they are on the other island, or even other islands we aren't aware off, but with 10 out 15 having been here so far, I am willing to bet the other 5 are also on this island."

"Good call," Janette said. "Whatever else, you definitely are the best leader. Not sure about leaving Evelyn in charge of the camp in your absence."

"You think you could do it better?" Tess asked.

Janette gave it a calm shrug. "Potentially."

Alex left that uncommented. It was too early to say that no one should challenge Evelyn. It might shake out that someone else was more suited or that a splitting of responsibilities worked best. They would have to test and see.

"Still not sure I want to be one of your girl toys," Janette suddenly said, "but I'm definitely getting my guts rearranged by you again."

"You know the conditions," Alex jokingly remarked, then wondered about something else.

"Yeah, delightfully clear, unlike the shit back in 'civilization'," Janette put the word into air quotes.

"It is a perk," Yahui swiftly agreed. "A liberation, downright."

"Yeah, not sure if I even want to go back… not like I have anyone back home worth returning to…" Janette pressed her lips together, then shook her head. "Alright, enough of this talking. I'll go catch some sun." She got up and walked away before anyone else could ask her further questions.

"She never was comfortable talking about her private life," Tess told her Master once martial artist was out of earshot.

"Maybe she'll warm up down the line." Alex got up himself. Everyone was going through the remainders of the morning routines. In a little while, they would all get together and he would pick his travel companions for the day.

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The gathered camp sat in relative quiet while Alex ponded his decision. He had a little bit of doubt in him if it was proper to just keep taking Tess along with him every day. Cries of favouritism were, probably, bad for a harem. He didn't really know, western upbringing hadn't exactly prepared him for his present situation as the head of a successful polygynous arrangement.

Since it had served him well so far, he went with his gut on this one and decided that he could bring her along again. This wasn't just any harem, it was his tomboy harem and these athletes had to understand that bringing the goth along had gotten good results so far. Her sarcastic attitude and general presence just kept him focused - as did the eagerness with which she drained his balls whenever that was 'necessary'.

Beyond her, Alex decided on two more women. Two that were either the best or among the best at maneuvering the jungle. Today would be another exploration day. "Tess, Selana and Valeria will be coming along with me," he told everyone. "Everyone else, keep doing what you were doing. I'd like it if you focused on getting a proper bed together though."

"We'll see what we can find," Evelyn answered, while the three chosen women separated themselves from the larger group.

At 1,81 metres, Tess was the shortest of this group. The rest of them, Alex included, were practically equal in height. The trio of tall, busty and wide-hipped would be able to keep up easily with Alex. Valeria could shine whenever they needed to scout out an elevated spot and Selana could tap into her adrenaline addiction to help them push through challenges ahead. That was, if her newly engorged tits didn't distract all of them. Alex hadn't seen anything jiggle this alluringly since the last time she had taken a step. It just kept on repeating.

"I think we may have to wring you dry before we set out," Tess pointed out.

"On it!" Selana shouted and immediately descended on the man of the island. The hyper-submissive woman gave her Owner a victorious grin and wrapped her enormous jugs around his cock. "I know what my Master wants," she cooed.

Alex far from minded this aggressive approach by her. Fun as it was to take advantage of her complete obedience to his commands and sadistic actions, it was equally nice to see Selana just be Selana in the erotic context.

Plus, any need to show her her place melted away in the heat between her magnificent breasts. Alex knew he was on the bigger side of things, not monstrously huge just large enough to be proud of it. That big dick fully disappeared between the brown mountains of Selana's chest.

Drooling into her cleavage, Selana added extra lubrication to the spreading precum. Soon the up and down of her tits was a smooth motion. Squeezing the world's softest pair of coconuts together, the latina moaned as she kept on shaking the jugs around his manhood. The rhythm was a steady, simple up and down. They would figure out more creative uses of her hands and breasts another time, for now both of them were lost in that first application.

While Alex groaned from the pleasure, Selana was positively whining in delight. "Master… Master I think you broke me again," she declared. "I'm going to cum! Having your hard, hot cock between my tits is going to make me… cum…!"

The service paused as a series of shivers ran through the perfect slut. 'Fuck, and I could have had this sex slave years earlier!' Alex beat himself up, not for the last time. The regret from the fact that, during any of their previous field trips, he could have just confessed to finding her hot and piped her down and broken her into his submissive sex slave was only dulled by her being that at this very moment.

"Make room," Valeria suddenly demanded. The darker-skinned Latina, courtesy of her partly African ancestry, squeezed between Selana and their Master. The cat-eared climber descended on Selana's cleavage like it was the most natural thing in the world. Red lips and eager tongue pressed into the overabundant, squishy flesh, found the head of Alex cock buried within, and began to suck.

Hot only began to describe the scene. One sex slave was still cumming way harder than any woman should climax from giving a tit job and another was sucking the parts of his dick she could get access too while burying her face in Selana's cleavage. Two nubile tomboys, unified in their need to please.

"This is what you deserve, my saviour," Tess whispered into his ear and hugged him from behind.

Lasting for even two more minutes was a feat in this situation. Alex managed three, before the soft massage he got through Selana's kneading of her own tits and the swirling tongue of Valeria proved just too much. His semen pumped into the cat woman's mouth, triggering an orgasm in the climber. "Share with Tess," he ordered.

Valeria managed to obey, sitting up straight among the spasms, then swapping his seed back and fourth with Tess. While they were locked in an orgasmic kiss, Selana kept serving him with her tits. It was almost enough to keep him hard, but only almost. A part of Alex was prescient enough to focus on the day ahead.

Once they had finished up and cleaned themselves by the river again, it was time to set out.

"We'll do a search in the surrounding area first," Alex announced. "Doubles up as searching for survivors and securing the parameter."

"Just lead the way, Master," Tess told him.

And so he did. For about ten minutes, before the goth grabbed him hastily by the shoulder. "What?" he asked.

"Watch where you're going," she requested and pointed at the ground.

Following her finger, Alex spotted a pit filled to the brim with thorny brush that he had been about to sink his foot into. It wouldn't have been a lethal injury, but the vast amount of cuts on his sole and leg would have slowed him for a couple of days, maybe even forced him to stay at camp for most of them.

"Thank you," Alex answered earnestly. Embarrassment he felt, he let show. He would have loved to claim infallibility, but he wasn't faultless. Luckily, his women had a keen eye on things and were ready to support him.

"I need you intact," Tess stated drily.

"We all do, so good job, goth girl," Selana joked.

"Am I the only that sees that as well?" the raven-haired woman added and now pointed at a bit of nearby brush.

Alex inspected that as well. He repressed the need to smack himself on the forehead. Part of a nearby brush was cracked and pulled. The track was immediately obvious. Someone else had almost stepped into these thorns and grabbed the brush in the last moment, yanking themselves back. A nearby patch of disturbed moss showed where they had landed.

"I must be getting complacent," he mumbled admonishingly to himself. At least now that he had the track, it was easy enough to follow. It was relatively recent, probably from the day before. "Someone caught one of our tracks but lost them before finding the camp," he theorized as he led the party along. "IS SOMEBODY OUT THERE?!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

No answer, not yet anyway. The group advanced deeper into the jungle. There were plenty of tracks to follow. Part of them seemed to have been left deliberately. Alex recognized the intuitive marks of someone who had no idea how to navigate a jungle, but had seen enough movies to at least create a few landmarks for themselves as they advanced. Notches in tree bark, deliberately snapped branches, trenches in moss, that sort of thing. The frequency left something to be desired. Whoever was doing this underestimated just how quick one could get lost in the jungle. It was enough to follow them though.

"HEY!" Valeria shouted. The group was making noises frequently, just to have whoever they were tracking react. "ANSWER!"

"Y-yes!" The response was sudden and very close. "Yes, I am here!"

The woman stuck her head out of a den hidden under a tilted tree. She was among the darker skinned people that had been on the plane, mostly because she was tanned on top of having a mediterranean complexion, resulting in a mocha skin tone. Her eyes and curly hair were brown, her chest small, but her hipse wide to the point of dominating her figure. After climbing out of her hideout, she stood at an average height.

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"S-sorry, I was sleeping," she stammered. "Uhm, uh… h-hi… wait… why do you have cat ears, Valeria?" She stopped to rub more of the drowsiness from her eyes, then did a double take. "I-is that a halo?!"

"Glad to see you too, Sara," Valeria greeted the Spanish tennis player.

'There are a lot of latinas on this island… not that I am complaining,' Alex thought, while choosing his approach. He was looking forwards to the day that he would not have to explain the situation on the regular.

"I know this is confusing, but let's get back to camp first. It'll be easier to explain where we can sit down," Alex said.

"O-o-o-okaaaaaay?!" Sara stammered.

They were only fifteen minutes away from the coast and another five minutes back to the camp from there. It was that much easier to move when one had an idea where the destination was.

Sara was stunned twice over. Usually people should have been stunned because this was only their sixth day on the island and already there were several women working together to dig out a shallow pit to fill with whatever soft stuff they could find, creating a basic mattress. Sara, however, had to be stunned because of all of the inhuman additions that had been made to the women she knew.

"Alright… let's start with the most odd part - magic is real."

"I can see that!" Sara squeaked.

'She really is one of those types,' Alex thought, without any condemnation. Adding a tan latina to the ranks of Sofia and Ashley only added to his enjoyment, but he was getting ahead of himself. "I really can't tell you more than that. We are speculating that its the island and that it may have something to do with me, but as to how it functions or why the supernatural has chosen us to crash here, we have no idea. We just noticed the obvious."

"Okay… okay?" Sara kept her breathing stead. "I am calm."

Alex scratched the back of his head and proceeded to destroy that veneer. "Also I am building a harem."

"A ha-haaaa-haaaaa- a haa—-a haaaaa," Sara wheezed. In a very thin voice, she added, "Explain?"

"It's exactly what it sounds like," Tess weighed in. "Most of us here have surrendered ourselves to our Master already."

"She's putting it dramatically," Valeria took over. "Plainly put: Alex always wanted a harem. A bunch of us always wanted the kind of man that was sexually and socially able enough to have a harem. Interests aligned. The few that hadn't harboured fantasies of getting pounded on the regular in massive orgies with one exceptional man and a bunch of hot women were taken in anyway because… it is just that hot."

"He just cums inside you and you orgasm and that's after he's been pounding you like a possessed stallion," Selana advertised.

"Really? Really!" Sara's eyes wandered from the three nodding companions over to the other women in the camp, all of which confirmed the claim. "Really…." she mustered Alex with renewed interest.

Alex sensed that, between the camp of those that had already had the fantasies and those that just slid into the harem life, Sara was definitely the former. "I want all of you to be in my harem - everyone who landed on this island with me," he put his intentions plainly. "You're all too gorgeous and able not to want. I won't get another chance in my life to flirt with a dozen olympic athletes."

"That's, uhm, very flattering and everything…" Sara tugged at the tips of her hair. "But I don't think I am mentally prepared to, uhm, be put into a mating press and marked as personal property? I-I have a virginity to protect!"

Alex had not said anything about such details and just grinned at her mentioning them. "I'll give you time," he told her. "This is an offer you can refuse. I just think it'd be a shame." He leaned in close, until their foreheads almost touched. "I would loathe losing a gorgeous woman like you and I think you won't find a man more suited to take all of you."

Sara's breathing hitched. Her nipples were erect. Her pussy was subtly swollen. Maybe Alex could have pushed her all the way immediately. He chose not to risk it. The benefit of being stranded on an island together was that he was in no hurry. There was a sweet smell to her, pheromones perhaps, that made Alex certain she was going to be his before long.

"Think about it."

"I-i'll masturba- think about it!" Sara promised eagerly.

"Go ahead," Alex encouraged her.

"Uhm… what?"

"There is no shame here," he said. To prove his point, he gave his cock a few pumps. Rapidly, he hardened. Near immediately, his hand was replaced by that of Yahui. The pleasantly cool touch on his cock was just a little bit surprising. The Chinese woman had, like everyone else, followed the scene with interest.

"There truly is no shame here," she promised while masturbating her Master. "If you do not feel ready to submit, but eager to pleasure yourself to the idea, then none will judge you. Even if you choose to only indulge the fantasy, not the reality, that is fine."

"Wow…" Sara gasped and watched the scene for a little bit.

"Go ahead," Alex repeated in a lustful grunt. "Masturbate."

"I-is that an order?"

"It is if you want it to be."

Sara just blushed intensely. She gave no immediate answer, just laid down in the grass and let her hands roam between her legs. The thick thighs and backs of her hands covered what exactly she was doing and what state her womanhood was in, but between the gentle motions and the little 'shlick' sounds, everyone knew.

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Gaze averted, Sara tried not to look at anyone. She failed, repeatedly. Her eyes stuck to a round bottom here or the variously shaped breasts there. Whenever she was caught, she swiftly moved on. Her fingers moved with increasing intensity.

"There is no shame here," Alex repeated. "Stare if you want to."

"O-okay…" Sara moaned. Her eyes got stuck on Evelyn first. The dragoness noticed immediately and posed for the newcomer's delight. The tall, horned woman squeezed her large tits, then spread her cunt for Sara to see.

"This body belongs to Master's harem. One day he'll breed me - he's the only man worthy to do so," Evelyn advertised and slipped two fingers into her quim. "Ah, just the thought of it gets me so hot. He'll pin me down however he likes and then pump me full until my womb drowns in his perfect seed!"

"Ah!" Sara moaned loudly. Stammering something, her eyes immediately moved on. She made eye contact with Ashley for a moment. The two shy women just blushed up a storm, but neither of them stopped pleasuring themselves. The entire camp was gradually engaging in acts of self pleasure.

Only Alex was different. Alex sat next to Sara, watching her keenly, while getting a handjob by Yahui. The dark-haired gymnast was fingering herself to the rhythm of stroking his manhood. A rhythm that everyone else more or less followed.

"Oh god!" Sara cried, incapable of holding her voice in. Any semblance of embarrassment she still felt was melting away in the heat of the moment. Her eyes no longer avoided the bodies of the other women around the camp, she was actively seeking them out. She was staring at Charlotte's midriff and Blair's lips and Sofia's ass, none of it with any hesitation. Her reluctant expression was replaced with a gooey smile.

"Spread your legs, I want to see," Alex instructed.

"Y-yesssshh, Master," Sara swooned. She may not have been ready to immediately get 'mating pressed and marked as property', but she certainly was eager to obey. The thick thighs of the bottom heavy tennis player parted, revealing a virgin cunt swollen from the work of her fingers."I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum in front of a man's harem!" she screamed, the tone making it obvious that it was a fantasy come true. "I'm going to.-- gonna…. C–cuuummmmhhhhhhhmmm. AHHHHH!"

Sara's barck arched off the ground, eyes rolled up, and her fingers flicked her right nipple and clit at the speed of ecstasy. All of her was tense, glistening, and erotic. Her pussy gushed with each spasm.

"OOoooo—--hhhh fuuuuuuuuuck!" she screamed, the orgasm running on and on. "I never came this haaaaaaaard befoooooooooore! Yeeeeeeeeees!"

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Alex grabbed Yahui by the back of the head. He did not have to pull, she descended on his twitching manhood all on her own. Lips wrapped around the tip just in time to catch the first spurt of cum. All around the camp, women raced towards their individual orgasm to try and sync up with his.

Eleven women and one man all shared in a minute of sexual relief. Pleasure lay thick in the air, made evident by laboured breaths and giving legs. It wasn't until a tropical breeze rolled over the camp that things truly began to calm down.

"That's what you can expect in this camp - and more in my harem," Alex said.

Sara just laid in the grass and said a single word: "Awesome."

-x-X-x-

Alex and group headed back out afterwards. Sara had plenty more to get used to without his presence causing her heat and Alex still had a few more women to find. Plus, one never knew if there were any resources that could be uncovered in the hidden corners of the island.

As per usual, Alex stayed at the head of the group. As per usual, this was because being behind any of his women would have made walking difficult. This was true for every member of his growing, from the most petite to the most endowed. Since three premiere members of the latter category were around today, the arousal was especially easy to come by though. Just a glance over his shoulder had the man of the island presented with bouncing tits and jiggling thighs.

A glance turned into a stare. The trio had fallen behind enough that Alex had an excuse to stop and just marvel at the shifting of the muscles under the taut skin of the olympic athletes.

Valeria's breasts were jiggling the least. This wasn't just because they were the smallest of the three (by a margin that belied how nicely equipped she herself was). Valeria's chest was blessed with a firmness to its shape that bordered on making them look fake. From first-hand experience, Alex could say they were not.

Tess huge breasts swayed in all their pale glory as she approached. Her skin had a slight silvery note to it, a colour shared with the halo hovering above her silky black hair. One bow forwards pulled Alex's attention right back down to her tits, dangling while she pulled herself up the little mound of roots that Alex stood on top of.

Selana's enormous tits practically defied comprehension. The satisfying brown of milk chocolate, the tanned latina's tits jiggled with every however slight motion. Whether it was a step, a jump, or just her breathing, the udders hung soft and round from the top of the nubile woman's torso, surrounded by all the soft lines of defined muscles.

Alex realized that he was really getting into his new role as Master when he had his hands on Selana's tits before he could even think about whether he had to ask her. He just did it. Her only reaction was to shoot him a pleased, slightly smug smile. "Are we taking a break?" she asked, the sultry tone dominating her usually so direct voice.

About to answer in the affirmative, Alex stopped when he caught something behind the women. Gently he nudged Selana aside, to get a clear view.

It had been easy to miss while walking, but now that he was standing at an elevated position spotting it was just as easy. Covered by vegetation and winding plant roots, a smooth stone was integrated into the jungle floor. Alex jumped down to get a closer look.

There were marks on the stone. Barely visible, but marks all the same. Alex could feel the bumps and curves of an unknown script under his fingers. Here and there, bits of pigment hinted at long faded paint. From one side to the other, the stone was only about as wide as a basketball. Depending on how thick it was, maybe it could be removed.

"Look at this!" he told the trio, who were already in the process of climbing back down to take a gander at what they had walked over not a minute earlier.

"Huh… is that the first sign of civilization we have come across so far?" Tess asked.

"Unless you count the sphere that turned into the unassuming rock, yes," Alex answered and tore at some vines that covered the surface of the rock. "It's clearly ancient though…"

Valeria dropped down to help Alex with freeing the stone of the overgrowth. Under vines and grasses, the general shape of the carvings became visible. "That looks familiar," the cat-eared climber said. Her finger traced the shape of a gateway among the carvings. It was the most prominent shape in the surface of the stone, carved with great attention to detail, appearing equal parts natural and gothic. "Do you remember the alcove where you found me?"

Nodding, Alex recalled the depression inside that cave wall. At the time, he had just thought it was a peculiar natural formation. Things had changed drastically since then. "Maybe we should check that out again… if we can find it," Alex considered.

"Do we want to dig that out and bring it back to camp?" Selana asked.

A good question with no good answer. Moving it back through the forest would be a pain, even if it turned out to be relatively thin. It would take them at least two hours to get it back, in the optimal scenario that they could lift it. The associated question was if it was worth it. For all they knew, this was just a decorative stone left out in the open. It may not have an significance whatsoever. Then again, a flat stone in the camp could have its use just for being a big, flat stone.

"We will take it back to camp," Alex decided on intuition. It was the only tool he could use for a decision in a situation like this.

The next twenty minutes were spent unearthing the stone fully. Thankfully, the stone was not only fairly flat but also smooth at the bottom. Not roots or other formation were keeping it stuck in place once the upper layers of overgrowth and dirt were removed. As for its weight, Alex could take the brunt of it. The other three girls then took shifts helping him when the environment put barriers in their place.

Something that happened frequently, to no surprise. The jungle was still the jungle and they were hauling about twenty kilos of solid rock. Still, they made good progress. Selana was instrumental in that, amping them up with her adrenaline junkie attitude. Lifting heavy things over long distances was easier when the mountain biker was on hand. Also she scouted out the best paths for them to take.

After no more than three hours, they were back at camp. It was almost empty at this hour. Most of the women were out foraging for more fruit or doing other productive things. Directly in the camp were only Sara and Ashley, tending to the fire. Evelyn was out at the nearby beach with Sofia. The fencer skewered a fish with her magical rapier. 'We'll be eating good today,' Alex thought.

The duo returned from their fishing effort to check on what the expeditionary party was bringing back. "Fancy rock," Evelyn commented and inspected the markings on it. "Very interesting… and it'll make our camp a little prettier."

"It simply looked important," Alex reported the entirety of the reason for his decision.

"It's better in our possession than out there in the jungle," Evelyn agreed.

"A-are you taking a break, Master?" Ashley asked, almost hopefully. The mouse-eared reporter was already crawling over, before she stopped herself. Realizing just how horny she must be looking, she blushed hard. She failed to keep her eyes of his cock though. Now that he was no longer holding onto a heavy stone, his blood was rushing towards his groin. "Because… you know… s-sex slaves should bring relief and all of that…"

"Astute observation," Alex stated and gestured for Ashley to get closer.

Evelyn poked her man's chest. The point of her sharp fingernail hurt just a little bit, but did not break the skin. "Might as well test that out," she suggested and gestured at the large patch on the ground where the harem had started digging this morning. It was now covered up with large palm leaves. All of the dirt had been piled up and consolidated in one corner, creating a simple backrest.

Alex took the offer and gingerly stepped onto the new bed. Leaves bend and snapped under his step and the filling used to cushion everything was not dense enough to prevent him fully from feeling the ground. Still, it was an upgrade, especially once he laid down and distributed his weight more evenly.

Taking position at that backrest, the man of the island leaned back and enjoyed the view. Ashley mousely crawled over, her petite frame looking all the smaller compared to his own legs. Now fully erect, his cock was ready for the administrations of her tongue. She began, then she was pushed down by the haughty dragon woman that followed after her.

Ashley moaned around his cock like a wanton whore, while Evelyn dragged her up and down like the asian woman's throat was a cocksleeve that the triathlon winner was using as a masturbation tool to get Alex off. It was a fantastic sight and a sensation that got him over the edge much faster than usual. Ashley was pinned to his groin by the hand on the back of her head. His cum pumped down her gullet. Her eyes rolled up.

All was right with the world.

"We'll be adding more filling to the bed each day," Evelyn reported. "It should get more comfortable as time goes on, hopefully."

"This is already pretty good for the materials you are working with," he complimented her. "We do need a roof though."

Evelyn gestured at some nearby sticks that were halfway assembled into triangular frames. "Should be done by tonight. I sent the others out in search of things we can use as strings." Casually, she dragged Ashley back up.

"Thanksh for the meal," the horny woman slurred, once she had been allowed to breath. "I love- live to sherve you, Mashtahrrr."

"She always gets to gooey and honest after she cums," Evelyn purred and squeezed one of the petite reporter's nipples. An aftershock of her orgasm trembled from head to toe.

Tempting as it was to continue lounging in the bed and living the harem life, Alex's first priority was survival. Pleasure he would have plenty before bed.

The expeditionary party set out again after a few bites of fruit. Sofia promised they'd have the fish roasted by the time they got back. She was sharpening skewers with her blade already. Not the best tool for that purpose, but the only one they had access too.

"We are going to the alcove?" Valeria asked.

Alex nodded. "Its slightly better than wandering around randomly," he told her.

The trek was surprisingly straightforward. Alex remembered the way well enough and Valeria recounted a few landmarks once they got close enough. They did the seemingly impossible thing and navigated a jungle over a long distance without getting lost in the slightest. A miracle in and of itself.

The cliffside with the alcove rose before them. "Follow me." Valeria demonstrated the way up, taking it slow so everyone could see where she was putting her hand and feet. It wasn't a long climb, but it was still a climb up natural rock and it did not take a huge drop to sustain a potentially crippling injury.

They did all make it up without any issue. In the four days since they had last visited, not much had changed. The leaves that Valeria had slept on had wilted up, otherwise all seemed the same, except…

No one had to mention the strange glow that came from deeper within the cave. It was immediately apparent to all of them, a fae green that had not been there last time and should not have been there at all.

Alex took point and carefully advanced. So far the unnatural creatures of the island had been largely harmless or actively uncaring, but there was no telling when that would change. The light came from the direction where the strange gateway was located as well.

They turned the corner and found the origin of the light. Behind a pond of clear water, in front of the gateway now opened, sat a squishy creature of turquoise colour. Its eyes shone bright, its surface, whether it was skin or fur was impossible to say, radiated light, and an empty smile spread on its face.

The creature stared blankly ahead. It was impossible to say if it had noticed Alex or not.

Alex did not know what he was dealing with. He had seen enough Monty Python movies not to just carelessly approach something cute and apparently harmless though. "Stand back," he told the other three, then, very carefully, placed one foot in front of the other.

He did not take his eyes off the creature for even a moment. Any little gesture it would have made, Alex wanted to be prepared for. A little closer… then a little closer still… the squishy looking thing did not move until he was halfway across the distance. At that point, it raised its hindquarters from the stone.

Alex remained still for a moment. He noticed a little bit of tension in the fae being. It relaxed, he continued to move slowly, until he was close enough to touch it. He stretched out his hand. The smile of the being was empty. Did it even have a mouth or just a void line, stretched in the suggestion of amusement like the pixels of an emoji? Would that maw part to reveal horrid teeth?

The former pilot touched the forehead of the thing.

F E A R L E S S M O N G R EL

I grant you one chance.

The words scratched themselves into Alex's thoughts. The cute little creature suddenly hopped back, dashing through the green gateway like a supersonic hare. Physical matter rippled like illuminated dust disturbed by a gust moving through. There was no cave wall there, just a suggestion of one.

The creature stopped at the other side of the wall, sitting in… something. Alex could not quite make out the shapes on the other side of the fae arch. It was green, lush, and verdant. Alex knew that those were the concepts of that other place. He could not visually perceive them. Not from where he stood.

The being waited for Alex. He hesitated. 'Should I follow?'

An otherworldly grin awaited his answer.

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Alex took a deep breath. 'This is probably a horrible idea,' he thought to himself. 'But we will see where it goes.' "I'll be back in a moment," he promised, just hoping that was the case. One stride after another, he stepped forwards. He did not hesitate again, not even when he reached the wall.

His foot felt grass for a split second, then he fell.

Capricious laughter echoed all around. Alex plunged. Amusement echoed in his ears. Alex descended. All around him, verdancy took shape and liquified again. Alex felt warm air howl on his skin. They giggled, cackled, they cried out in boundless amusement.

Alex landed in a cushion. He blinked. He could feel it but all there was were swirling shades of green and the fae creature. It still sat in front of him, as if he had never fallen in the first place. The man felt around. He was in a chair of some kind, but his eyes refused to focus on anything.

'I'm not ready yet,' he knew. 'I'm not magical enough yet to perceive this… is this the fae realm?' The thought was exciting and strange because it was exciting. There was no fear in Alex's heart. Did he crave this? Why did this feel so homely?

The creature before him laughed. Suddenly it was bipedal, standing on nubby little legs while clapping with equally short arms. Its voice did not reach Alex's ears, but the intention did. He was supposed to hold onto something, anything. He was in a… house? A private glade? Wherever he was, there were items around him. Trying to focus on any of them was impossible, but he knew there were many of them.

Thinking on it would not serve him, Alex understood that much. He let his instinct choose and his instinct surged ahead as if it had a mind of its own.

It did have a mind of its own.

The mind was him.

His hand reached and closed around…

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"Alex!"

Consciousness rose from nothing. Grunting and groaning, Alex sat up. He blinked several times. His eyes were dry, as was the inside of his mouth, as if he had spent days out in the sun. He rubbed his forehead. Bits of dried sweat crumpled off.

He kept on blinking, until he had enough wetness back in his eyes that he could actually see. Selana was on top of him. "Thank fuck," she pressed out and embraced him the moment he managed to focus on her.

"How long was I out?" he asked.

"Just five minutes or so," Tess told him. "You stepped into the wall and two seconds later fell back out."

"'Fell'," Valeria put it in air quotes. "It looked like you were dropping through water."

"Just another bit of surreality," Selana said and backed off. "So, did you go even further beyond? What did you experience?"

"Green," Alex said, then gave them the short report of what he had seen or, rather, not seen. "I think I'm starting to understand the nature of magic… somewhere between antiquity and modernity, mankind lost its touch with the lower instincts that clue into the supernatural. Not sure what to do with that knowledge though." He scratched his head. In doing so, he realized that something was in his hand.

Its shape reminded of an almond, but its surface was smooth so it also resembled an apple seed. Unlike either of these things, the seed was huge, easily bigger than a grapefruit. Hard and warm, it laid in Alex's hand. The dark brown, slippery smooth surface glistened as if oiled.

"Magic," Alex mumbled and held up the seed. "It sure is interesting, isn't it?"

His tone was as conflicted as the expressions of the women around him. Even Selana, who always sought a thrill, must have instinctively understood that, with every step they took closer to whatever this island had chosen them for, they moved further away from a return to civilization. With that came the question of whether they ever wanted to return.

Alex pushed that question aside for a definitive moment in the future. Once he had found everyone, once he had made everyone who could be made a haremette into one, the question would have to be answered. It was futile to make a decision while the group affected was still forming.

The more interesting question was: what to do with that seed?

The obvious.

The journey back to the camp was eventless. Them arriving back at the camp did raise some eyebrows. Everyone was around at that moment, eating and chatting, taking their earned afternoon break.

"So, I just made contact with fairies." Alex told them the story of what had happened, then told them of what he had decided to do with the seed. "I'll just plant it over there."

"Maybe we won't have to forage for food anymore," Blair suggested.

"Ya think?" Charlotte sounded doubtful.

The redhead shrugged. "I am thinking giant bean stalk."

"As long as it does not disturb our camp," Yahui said.

Alex took an extra five steps away after he heard that. He had no idea what happened next, but today had been a chain of good events coming from his gut instincts. A reasonable person would have stopped. He was past that point so he would keep going. Something interesting was bound to come of it.

Patting down the earth on top of the seed gently, Alex took a step away and beheld the freshly upturned soil. The harem was lining up around them. Just because of the origin, they all anticipated that they wouldn't have to wait long for the seed to grow.

A shrub broke through the surface of the dirt. It was just a little stalk of green first, but it expanded rapidly upwards. Leaves separated from the growing centre of the plant. Within ten seconds, the bark had turned from fresh, flexible green to the brown of a maple tree. Leaves turned a pleasant shade of autumn red under the rays of the sun.

The twig kept on growing, until the stalk was a narrow trunk. Roots loosened surrounding soil. Other trees around visibly shuffled so the new member of the jungle had the space to grow. They almost did not manage to keep up.

The narrow trunk expanded further, until the entirety of the crashed passengers had to take several steps backwards. The roots now emerged on the nearby beach. Like displeased neighbours forced to listen to a rave, the jungle whispered, while the youngling kept on growing.

The trunk now was twice was wide as the span of Alex's arms and still there was no sign of stopping. The visible roots were girthy enough to put other trees to shame. The party had to take yet further steps back. Even the extra distance that Alex had put between where he had planted the tree and the camp ceased to matter. The tree was benevolent, though, and deliberately avoided the camp with its expanding roots.

Yet still larger, until the base of the red-leafed maple's trunk was as wide as a family home. The tree stretched up and up, its canopy putting the surrounding forest into its shadow. It was an autumn-crowned king in its realm when it finally stopped growing.

Where it faced the slack-jawed group, the surface of the tree changed. Roots wove into a staircase that led up to a door made from smooth bark and fairy engravings. At several points across the surface of the massive tree, windows formed, softly orange tinged amber crystals replacing glass as the barrier to the outside world. "For real?" Charlotte muttered.

"Not sure if I am angry about the time wasted making the camp or just impressed," Blair added.

"W-w-w-w-what is happening?!" Sara stammered.

Alex took a deep breath and did as the man of a harem was supposed to do. He took the first step, grabbed the door handle, and opened it up.

The inside of the tree was expansive. Much of the overall structure was still solid wood, putting thick walls between the individual cavities. Some rooms were the traditional squares, many were cylindrical or had curved floors. The most notable of the latter was a chamber were water ran down the walls and pooled in a natural bath, big enough for the entirety of the group to fit in.

Light fell in through the windows, giving everything a slightly orange feeling. The floor was smooth wood, pleasant to the touch, the walls were naturally decorated by the patterns of the trees growth and more of the fae markings. Stairs led upwards, all the way to an exit that allowed onto to climb up into the canopy.

The most interesting room was adjacent to that exit. It was the only door inside the tree, the other two doors being the one by the entrance at ground level and the exit at canopy level, and opened only upon Alex's touch. Inside it was a beating heart of green crystal, pulsing visibly with power.

Just being in the presence let Alex feel the primordial mind of the tree. There only slow thoughts and few things it cared about. It had an aversion to the nearby saltwater. An aversion swiftly followed by a wordless assurance that it would swim through if required - which naturally caused a question.

"You can swim?" Alex had to ask out.

More than that, the tree could wander. Slow, by Alex's standards. Rapid, by the standards of a tree. It was the man's servant and would go where he told it too, as long as he gave the order with the first sunrays of the day. Uprooting was such a hassle otherwise.

The final discovery was the chamber adjacent to this heart room. It was a massive room. Its ceiling was part of the canopy, the gaps between the thick and thin branches sealed by amber crystal providing natural light. The circular room had a floor made off a material that Alex could only describe as silk-cotton, for it was as smooth as the former but as soft as the latter. Shrubs of the material rolled around the room like tumbleweed made from good dreams.

"Seems like we have a wandering tree house now," Alex said, not knowing what else to say.

Suddenly he was shoved. He fell into the bed chamber face first. It did not hurt in the slightest when he landed on his nose. Rapidly he turned around, only for Evelyn to mount him. The dragon woman had a submissive pride in her eyes that burned brighter than any fire of passion before. "You are my Master," she stated, with certainty redoubled, "and this is a home worthy of us!"

Her dripping wet cunt enveloped him a second later.

"Yes! Oh yes, Master!" Evelyn cried.

The bedroom was hot, almost unpleasantly so. The nature of the environment made the air humid. Sunrays fell in through the crystal ceiling, adding further warmth to the tropical climate. The afternoon heat filled Alex to the core.

"Master! Let me serve you, let me ride that perfect cock until you have marked my cunt as you should! I surrender my all to you all over again!"

Evelyn was a storm of motion. The haughty tomboy was bouncing on his lap. Large breasts swayed up and down, up and down, up and down. It was a hypnotic rhythm matched by the motions of her hips. Thighs straddled the man of the island and Master of the harem. Every plunge was made with his pleasure in mind.

"Oh yes!" Evelyn moaned.

Her back curved backwards. Her head tilted back in a moment of orgasmic bliss. She stabilized herself by putting a hand on his leg. Even as the spasms travelled through her, the olympic athlete kept circling her hips.

"Master, this is our world," Evelyn gasped, orgasm turning to afterglow. "Yours and mine as part of yours."

The dragon-horned woman raised a clawed hand to her face. The sharp nail of her index finger trailed the shape of her lips, stopping at the corner of her wide smile. She was sweaty now, glistening all over, panting, and stared at her chosen Owner with cheeky delight.

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"You are right - you are mine," Alex growled and grabbed the proud woman by the hips.

Thrusting up into her only made the happy cocksleeve moan louder. The clapping of his groin against the underside of her juicy ass dominated the room. Harder and harder still, he hammered into her from below.

"M-m-m-hm-mhm-a-as-s-ss-ss-sTeeee-e-ee-e-eeeEEEEEEEEER!" Evelyn's voice was a mess, broken up by passion and the repeated impacts. She tilted forwards, slowly losing the strength to stay upright, then was yanked down by one of her horns by her Master.

Alex felt invincible in that moment. One hand on the curve of her ass, the other keeping her in place (not that she needed to be kept), he was fucking her while conquering her mouth with his prodding tongue. There was a dangerous sharpness to her teeth that only enticed him further. There was a danger to all of her. This wasn't just any woman. This was Evelyn, three-times olympic gold medalist, and she was his personal sex slave.

"Back to serving me," he ordered her and released her horn.

"Yesh, Master!" Evelyn slurred. One of the most capable female athletes in world history straightened up at his order and moved her crafted curves up and down. Every muscle was supposed to be shaped to swim, bike, and run. In reality, this model of a tanned female was made to breed, be bred, and carry children.

They both knew it was only a matter of time until the day came where he would pump her womb full of baby batter. Alex could scarcely contain his excitement. He had never thought himself crazy about having children, but then again he never had to think about it for long before and he was his father's seventh child.

Alex had plenty of time to fantasize about his life with the gorgeous woman on top of him. One parting smack on her thigh made Evelyn halt for a moment in her renewed service. It resumed swiftly. Evelyn did not allow herself to disappoint.

Hands folded behind his head, Alex observed the steady motions. The fantasies his head were spinning, admittedly, saw her less like a women and more as a gradually more gravid set of holes. The erotic mood had him in his grip. Alex acknowledged what it was, so he differentiate what he liked doing to them in the bedroom to the healthy harem lifestyle he was dreaming off.

"Why are you just standing there?" Alex said, his eyes slowly drifting over to the other women. "You won't let Evelyn be the only one to christen the bedroom, right?"

The question snapped the crowd of ten other nubile tomboys out of their voyeuristic trance. "Nuh-uh!" Charlotte swiftly declared and threw herself into the bed, right next to Alex. The fox woman offered her tongue, Alex took the entirety of her mouth. Their tongues swirled and wrestled. No matter what the French tomboy tried, she always lost to his advances in the end.

The warmth of another heavily breathing female pressed against his left side. The softness of enormous breasts gave away who it was before Alex turned his head. Immediately, he was making out with Selana instead.

His hands sunk into the ample bosoms of swimmer and mountainbiker, squeezing greedily while the nuzzled up against him. All the while, Evelyn kept on riding his cock. She was a woman with a simple mission: to please her Master. She followed it like a true zealot, never ceasing in her motions, no matter how many spasms made her muscles tense.

Alex felt his own release approach. "Yes!" Evelyn screamed, her voice borderline hysteric with passion. "Fill me, Master!" The twitching of his cock told the sex slave all she had to. That she had been a virgin a few days ago really didn't matter anymore, they had been fucking like rabbits since. She knew the tells. "Fill! Me! UP!"

Hips rocked up from the silk-cotton mattress. The sudden thrust made Evelyn bounce one final time, sending her large breasts into one last intense jiggle, before her eyes rolled up. Seed rushed up Alex's shaft. The intensity of the pleasure pressed the air out of his lungs in a series of deep groans.

Orgasmic seed filled the cunt of the willing sex slave. Evelyn clenched her teeth and grunted like an animal in heat. Then again, what else was the dragon woman in that moment than a bitch needing her mate's cum?

Every spurt sent a visible ripple up Evelyn's spine. Her hips kept drawing little circles. Shifting folds kept the pleasure from fading too quickly. Alex's shaft kept on twitching and tensing until every drop was spent.

Cock still hard and Evelyn satisfied, Alex swiftly moved onto cocksleeves by his side. Charlotte and Selana soon found themselves in the 69 position. The French tomboy licked the perfect submissive's clit, while their Master pounded Selana into the mattress. Evelyn was a twitching mess next to them, rubbing her cunt with the last of her energy, as she watched.

The rest of the room was filled with similar scenes of debauchery. Blair, Sofia, Valeria, Yahui, Tess, and Ashley formed a semi-circle of erotic preparation around their Master. Haremettes were fingering themselves or each other. They made out, played with their tits, writhed in one another's embrace, and generally did everything to keep themselves prepared for when his lust eventually was targetted at them.

Janette and Sara were the two exceptions to this display. The newest member of the camp was still taking full advantage of the fact that there was no shame in this group and masturbated feverishly to the display. She muttered words of surrender and doubt, marking her as not quite prepared to take the plunge into the harem life. Janette was a whole different matter. The untamed slut had a hand on the wall of the bedroom and wore an enigmatic expression.

Alex was too distracted by moans and passion to care about that at the moment. It was far from the first time the athlete acted reclusive and would not be the last. He had a duty first and foremost to the pleasure of his women. A pleasure he delivered in spades.

Selana was a quivering mess in her own right before long. Alex took a moment to fuck Charlotte's face afterwards, before turning his private slut on her stomach and pounding her from behind until she pleaded for a pause. "F-fuck, you really know how to make a girl cum her brains out," the swimmer moaned, when he pulled out.

Attention shifted immediately to Tess. The gothic angel had been pressing her huge tits against his back while he had pounded Charlotte and now got her reward for the side service. Pinned by her throat, she was hammered away at until her eyes rolled up and her pussy gushed, staining the surface of the magical sheets.

'I really hope these clean themselves,' Alex thought, in a short-lived moment of clarity. Then, his eyes fell on Yahui, and any such clarity was gone.

The wide-hipped Chinese woman was on her lonesome, rubbing her cunt with passionate glee. One hand was constantly gliding over her cunt. The elbow of the other arm kept her torso propped up enough that she could see what was going on. One knee up, legs spread wide, she revealed everything to her Master.

The crossing of their gazes was enough for her. Yahui may not have been a true submissive when she had landed on the island, but between what he had shown her and the way he had handled her, her body had learned to crave a certain kind of pleasure. Just his dominant stare was apparently enough for her eyes to roll upwards and her fingers to accelerate in circling her clit.

"Cum for me," Alex ordered.

And she did.

"Mmhhhmaasssstrrrrr," she pressed out between clenched teeth. Her face was an expression between pure stray and joy. Squirts of clear juices gushed from her swollen cunt. Her entire body vibrated on the bed.

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Alex watched her heavily panting form. He did not do so inactively, of course. Taking hold of Blair's red hair, he sheathed his hard cock in her mouth. The fiery cumslut moaned around the hard cock that was filling her throat, then screamed when she was used as a masturbation tool for her Master to finish himself off. After all the women he had pounded to a point near or past delirium, he reached his own limit for the second time.

Buried to the hilt in the mouth of a hot redhead, he came as he watched Yahui give herself some after care. The Chinese gymnast stretched her nubile body for his viewing enjoyment, invigorating every pump of seed down Blair's throat. The cumslut got exactly what she wanted and guzzled down his seed as if it was the only fuel she would ever need.

When he pulled out of the kneeling woman's throat, Blair collapsed into the bed, shivering and spasming almost as intensely as Evelyn had. Alex departed from her with one brush through her fiery mane. A gesture of affection among the rough lovemaking. One had to mix the sweet with the spicy when it came to lovemaking.

Alex remained focused on Yahui. Calmed in the interim between her orgasm and the completion of Alex's, the bottom-heavy gymnast smiled at him anticipatingly. Legs spared, fingers pulling open her swollen mons, she received him with that smile and a body glistening with sweat. A branch above put half her body in shadow, as she lied down fully and he sunk into her tight cunt.

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The gentle expression did not last for long. Alex's lust was still burning hot. His need to prove himself worthy of being the sole male of a harem this large kept him moving. No half-measures would do. His muscle memory took over, letting him prod and poke sensitive spots insides Yahui that he had explored over the last few days. Yahui's smile was replaced with an O-mouth, as the expert stimulation of her womanhood combined with post-orgasmic sensitivity.

"It was in watching my Master pound a fellow Asian woman, albeit one much more beautiful, that I found myself in a daze of pure desire. I was focused, yet utterly compromised. My fingers could not stop circling my nipples. Neither could I stop masturbating. I was starting to believe my previous masturbation addiction had been replaced with something stronger, more urging, and yet so much more wholesome. I wanted to share. I needed to share. Everyone was looking at me with approval as I… realized that… I was saying all of these t-t-thing out LOUD AGAIN! AHHH!"

"Stop shouting," Alex growled at the panicked reporter. "Sit on her face."

"Cohme here!" Yahui moaned in agreement, her tongue already stretched out in anticipation.

Ashley hesitated until a disapproving glare of her Master sent her into a flurry of motions. The petite Asian sat on top of the bottom-heavy one.

"So gorgeoush," Yahui slurred, before sinking her tongue into the pretty petals of the reporter. She continued to try and spin a description of the scene, but that soon devolved into nothing but slurred words and syllables.

Yahui's strong legs were wrapped around Alex's hips, keeping her cunt firmly in position to be fucked even after he raised his hips to be a little more comfortable while kneeling. Removing his hands still had her stay nice and put. The gymnast had all the core strength necessary to hold this bridge position for as long as they needed.

"Come here," Alex ordered the last two waiting sex slaves in the room. Sofia and Valeria immediately followed their Owner's command. Attaching themselves to his sides, the half-black, half-latina woman and the Estonian hugged his broad chest eagerly. Valeria's serious expression was only mildly changed by her desire, while Sofia was absolutely and utterly showing her devotion to Alex on her features. Considering the former's stoic demeanor, the difference between the intensity of these displays was smaller than one might have thought. "Good girls."

The two words had them perk up. The arms that then wrapped around them had them shiver at the first touch, jump at the smack of their asses, and then moan when his hands pushed between their thighs.

They were both beyond ready for him. Sofia came first, having been deprived of any sort of touch of her Master for a little while. Valeria had the advantage of traveling with him that day and still came within the minute.

The spasming duo kept grinding against them, marking their Master with sweat and pheromones. Alex could perceive that sweet smell in the room, shed in such abundance it became tangible among the various heated fragrances of the orgy and the natural musk of wood and amber in the bedroom.

Them pushing up against him also helped stabilize him, while his hips kept rocking back and forth ceaselessly. Yahui's repeated orgasms made that of Sofia and Valeria pale in comparison. Ashley kept up not because Yahui was such a fantastic pussy eater, but because her voyeurism put her sensitivity to an almost unreasonable level. The petite Asian drooled all over herself, watching Alex finger two and pound one woman to repeated orgasms.

The Master of the bedroom pulled out of Yahui in a spontaneous motion. He pulled Sofia forwards, thrust into her, and made the tight cocksleeve orgasm on the spot. A minute of his time was given to her, then he changed to Valeria. After making her ass jiggle under his thrusts for a little bit, he pulled Ashley over and hammered the mouse-eared reporter's pussy next. He loved watching his large cock disappear fully in her tiny hole.

Giving each of the three a taste was just an interim, before he returned to Yahui. The Chinese woman howled gracelessly. It was the scream of a well-used cocksleeve, knowing she was about to provide completion to her Master. Alex's grunts grew more and more strained, until he slipped out of the dark-haired woman. He was received by three mouths, all in a lustful haze, all eager to use their tongues to massage him over the edge.

The third load of the orgy spurted out from his cock. Semen showered Yahui's chest. It rose and fell in post-orgasmic trembles, then writhed when she scooped up some of his seed and tasted the blissful fluid. Sofia, Valeria, and Ashley worked his cock and balls, urging him to mark their fellow haremette with all he had to give.

Alex kept on cumming until there was nothing left to provide. His cock deflated softly, marking the end of the orgy. Lapping tongues kept working it anyhow, cleaning him in a venerating served.

"Master," Yahui gasped.

"Mashter," Sofia slurred.

"Massssster," Ashley swooned.

"Master," Valeria concurred.

"Master."

The fifth voice caused Alex to raise his head. Janette still stood, her hand against the wall of the tree. Before his very eyes, a pair of wooden antlers pushed out of the woman's scalp, forming a decorative addition to her buzzcut. The blue-eyed woman gazed over her shoulder, opened her mouth, and displayed an almost inhumanely long tongue. The hand on the wall wandered to her ass, clawing at the pliable flesh and revealing her cunt. To call it dripping would have been an understatement. Horniness fell from her sex like a small river.

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"My Mashtahr," Janette reiterated, past her lolling tongue, and kept staring at Alex in deep anticipation.

His cock went from slightly limp to hard as an iron rod within two heartbeats. He removed himself from the pile of lust-drunk sex slaves. They followed him with venerating eyes, while he hurried on over and, with no further ceremony than a deep and needful kiss, penetrated the newest addition to his harem.

Janette came before he was all the way in and came again when he was. After that, everything Alex did to her only prolonged one continuous orgasm.

He pounded her against the wall. This was the second time he fucked the slut, but now it was not as her having fun with another man, now it was as her submitting to be his property. It made a world of a difference to both of them. She felt tighter, ready to take more of him, and he was kissing her with all of the passion a man should feel for a woman that was his of her own volition.

Grabbing her antlers, he pulled her head back. They were just large enough for the purpose and definitely sturdy. The forking shape made them perfect to keep a hold. Janette grunted. She let out short screams. Hard, he kept pounding the tall woman against the wall, until desire drove him to change it up.

He pulled out, tossed Janette to the ground, then dragged her back up into a kneeling position. By her own words, Janette had been a good cocksucker but not one to get as much enjoyment out of it as Blair did. Those words were a thing of the past. Courtesy of her transformation as much as her submission, Alex reckoned, the Judo woman kept on climaxing as he fucked her face like it was a second cunt.

Every time he plunged into her attractive features, her whole body was hit with a renewed set of spasms. The interactions started messy, the various love juices of Janette and all the woman he had fucked in the lead-up to her submission forming gooey strands. The constant deep penetrations of her orgasmic throat only added more and more to the erotic mixture. Sweaty and stained, Janette gasped and coughed when he allowed her to breathe.

"F-fuck, you're pounding whole new kinks into meeeee," his newest private slut confessed.

"Good," was all Alex had to say on the matter, before toppling her over again.

He grabbed her legs, bend them upwards, then did as he did with all of his new haremettes: pressed her into the floor with his weight and the impacts of his thrusts. The mating was hard and fast. Janette barely managed to breath between her screams. Over and over again, her cunt gushed. She was wonderfully tight. He was large. More importantly: he cared about her pleasure. He wasn't just a dumb brute pounding her. He paused, let her breathe for a moment, whispered words of affection, adjusted the angle in response to her reactions - and then he was a dumb brute pounding her exactly as she liked it.

Janette soon lost her voice. Her eyes rolled up. Alex just kept on fucking her. His endurance was at its practical peak, three releases in such a short time leaving him ready to keep on fucking and fucking.

There was no one else waiting in the room. All the other girls were satisfied. Those that still had energy watched, their pussies too raw to keep masturbating. The majority were on their backs, staring at the ceiling if they were awake at all. Even Sara was out by now, despite having played only with herself.

And so Alex could just keep on fucking Janette. When he wanted a change of pace, he used her throat. Top to bottom hole, back and forth, he kept on marking her, until he had engraved the wisdom of her decision to submit into every bit of her nervous system. Then, and only then, did he use her cunt for himself and raced towards his fourth orgasm. He came inside her, setting of the finale of her long chain of interlinked orgasms.

All she could do was squirt and grab the bedsheets.

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