Island 9

Another advantage of being massive: Alex just had that much more surface for his women to cover.

When he woke up, Ashley laid on his chest. The short woman had plenty of place there, enough that she did not bother Jane and Janette whatsoever. Evelyn had claimed one of his legs for the cuddling, Astrid the other.

Between his legs, Kiara was already getting busy. "I-I just felt like it, okay?!" the redheaded dwarf hissed as soon as he caught her. "It looked like you… really just needed to cum, so I decided to be nice."

The thankful smile he shot her only made the freckled Irish woman blush all the more. Rather than dwell on her bratty embarrassment, she concentrated on what she had been doing: enveloping her Master's morning wood with her enormous tits.

Alex may have just opened his eyes, but his lower half had clearly been awake for a while. The cleavage of the shortstack was sticky with lubricating precum. Said cleavage was deep enough to swallow his entire cock. Kiara kept it squished together between her own hands as she glided back and forth.

Clawing at the sheets, the man of the island refused to oblige the growing pressure in his balls. He forced himself to remain relaxed, to remain at the edge, and watched Kiara's own features slowly derail into that pre-orgasmic void of any emotion besides blank pleasure. The huge tits wrapped around his manhood were more sensitive than the throats of some women in the room - a thing of note after last night's orgy.

"Mhhmmassssterrrrrrr," Kiara purred quietly, her body suddenly seizing up. That was Alex's signal to let go himself. His cock twitched in the depth of her cleavage. He could her drumming heartbeat distantly around his cock, while his seed spurted from the tip of his cock. Strand after strand was shot out. Most of it landed not on Alex's own body, but the ass and thighs of the sleeping mouse woman.

"Cum…?" Ashley muttered and stirred from her sleep. Groggily, she raised her head and looked down her own back. She smirked happily when she realized what was going on. "I awakened that day getting marked by my Owner. It really was just… uhm… morning," she realized what was going on.

"Good morning," Alex greeted her and offered her a kiss. Face radiating heat, she nevertheless took it. It was one of the magical aspects of the island that she tasted so sweet first thing in the morning.

She was sticky though. All of them were. It was quite warm in the room and they had been sweaty well before they went to sleep.

Alex chose not to let that bother him, at least not until after Kiara had finished lapping the cum off his and Ashley's lower halves. After that, he gently rose from the women around him. They woke up in the process. The entire room was stirring, gradually awakening courtesy of the daylight that was falling in through the amber dome.

"How about we test out that new bath?" Alex' suggestion was met with immediate enthusiasm. Stretching and yawning, the group rose up. Before they started to leave the room, everyone did the usual check on themselves and each other.

Several women had changed that morning.

"So that's what that feels like," Sara muttered, hands stroking a pair of long ears that had grown from the top of her brunette hair. Just the shape alone was enough to immediately identify them as rabbit ears. They fit the thick-thighed slender women astoundingly well.

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'Then again, the transformations always seem to fit the character of the affected at the very least roughly,' Alex thought. He blinked a couple of times. There was… something at the back of his mind. 'Their instincts provide what transforms them…?' He gave himself an answer and question.

"Something wrong?" Jane asked.

"Just having the weirdest sense of deja-vu right now," Alex answered, his eyes wandering to the last woman who had not been changed in any capacity last night.

Niara, as predicted, had grown a pair of animal ears herself. Hers were pointy and fluffy, similar to Charlotte's, but different enough to be identified as belonging to a wolf rather than a fox.

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The African woman was not scratching them himself, leaving that task to Yahui instead. Her face was borderline orgasmic. Alex suppressed a chuckle at the scene and continued to scan the room for the changes.

"Did you desire me to have larger breasts, Master?" Amethyst purred when she met his gaze. The slime woman curved her back to present her tits. They had indeed gone up a cup size, increasing from a medium size to large, putting her in the company of Valeria and Evelyn.

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"I think I did?" Alex answered, still feeling somewhat confused. He half-remembered desiring that change in his sleep. It was that same kind of odd feeling he had on that first day, when he had washed ashore without injury. 'What am I?' he asked himself, not for the first and certainly not for the last time.

"Speaking of giant tits," Selana pulled everyone's attention to her not buy speaking but by bouncing on her heels.

The cow woman's udders had grown even larger, reaching the zenith of size that Alex could consider attractive on a woman. At the border meant that they were very much still in that category and just shifting her weight made those gigantic tits sway. It was an absolutely vulgar display of power, commanding everyone's attention. No one could resist. Tits that huge, firm and jiggly demanded to be stared at.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Selana grinned and cupped her milkers - her literal milkers as it turned out. "Huh?!" she exclaimed, as a trickle of white milk ran from the tips of her hard nipples. "I… huh."

"You're a cow, why are you surprised?" Evelyn asked, greatly amused.

"I guess it's in line," Selana agreed, one of her ears flicking. She reached up and rubbed the sloping soft thing. Overnight, her human ears had been replaced with that of a bovine. Attractive, Alex found. He was equally happy that she did not have the tail to match. That he would have found odd.

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"I wonder what it's like to swim with this thing," Charlotte spoke up.

Not all tails were created equal and the fluffy brown-red thing now waving behind the French tomboy's butt was aesthetically pleasing to the maximum. "Come here," Alex ordered. He had an overwhelming urge to touch the fluffy tail.

Charlotte grinned smugly and obliged. She had every reason to be proud of that tail. Alex' hand combed through the fine, warm hairs. It was the purest joy of petting an animal and a woman combined. The vixen herself hummed, pleased by his touch. Blue body markings had appeared between collarbone and chest, sharing their colour with her womb tattoo.

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"We must have absorbed some of the ambient magic that Alex released yesterday?" Tess theorized. It was a sound theory. The angelic goth was now more of a gothic angel. Her silver halo shone brighter than ever. Her eyes were no longer just silver, they were flowing disks of silver white without pupils, separated from the rest of her eyes by a thin ring of grey. Most striking of the changes to the curvaceous woman was the pair of white, feathery wings that were folded behind her back.

They had an ethereal quality to them, appearing translucent. A little too curious, Ashley was trying to give them a poke. When she couldn't, she tried to grab a feather. Her hand went straight through.

Tess noticed, gave the reporter a dry glance, and suddenly the ethereal became very physical. The white feathers gave the mouse woman a soft smack, before returning to translucency.

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"It would make sense why it is you three that are further changed," Alex agreed. "...Can you fly with those?" he wondered, trying not to sound jealous.

"Intuitively I want to say: in limited bursts," Tess answered. "It takes me some effort to materialize them. I will test that later. Bath, Master?"

"Bath," Alex agreed and was the first to step out of the bedroom.

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It could not be understated how much a godsend the new bathtub was. There was one in every bathroom on every floor, but the one on the top floor was the largest. It was, in fact, so large that the entire harem could fit in it comfortably.

The luxury of it did not stop there. It was not just a basin filled with water, but a jacuzzi in every sense of the word. Its outer rim had an underwater bench to sit on and the magical streams that cycled the water were strong enough that either Alex or Janette could command it to bubble. They did not do it at that time, as Alex was more interested in seeing the naked bodies of his women.

The temperature of the water was just right. If they had aimed to relax, it could have been hotter, but for a morning bath it was perfect. None of the women cleaned themselves. With this much space and this many hands, what point would there have been in rubbing down ones own curves when there were so many willing partners to explore instead?

'Another advantage of being large: it takes three women to clean me,' Alex thought.

Overall, the tub had an oval shape and the northern tip of it was equipped with an elevated backrest. The curve made having his arms around the two women next to him a natural extension of being seated there. It was the natural 'Master' position of he bathtub. From out, he could see his entire harem spread out along the rest of the bench.

Alex was not seated there at the moment. Instead, he stood in the deeper part of the tub. The water barely reached below his navel. Valeria, Evelyn and Blair were around him, splashing wanters onto his muscles and rubbing every inch of him. It was massage and cleaning all the same. He repaid them for the service by picking them up and kissing them deeply while he cleaned them with his large hands in turn.

"I am so small!" Kiara complained. "He can stand there and I can swim in here!"

The statement caused general amusement, because it was true. If Kiara could have stood in the tub, she would have been completely submerged. Well, maybe the top of her head would have barely broken the surface. Not that she could just stand in the water, her tits and thighs compared with the warmth of the water gave her too much float.

"Wouldn't be a good swim," Charlotte pointed out. There was enough space for maybe two strokes across the widest point of the tub. It was a luxurious thing, but it was not a swimming pool.

Satisfyingly clean, Alex dropped into his natural seat. Evelyn and Blair swiftly claimed his sides. He was used to the haughty swiftness from the dragon woman, but the red-skinned redhead usually wasn't quite this affectionate. A view that Alex felt he should dispense with quickly. The Scottish woman showed not an ounce of shyness in snuggling up to him.

They were still early in their relationship, so it was natural everyone was getting gradually more comfortable being so openly cuddly.

Two gorgeous tomboys pressed against him, Alex got hard once again. While he had cleaned up the others he had been just distracted enough to be at half mast. Now he was seated and relaxed and his hard cock demanded service. That was the quiet implication of him being erect anyhow, Alex sensed. He wasn't even that horny that he needed that taken care of immediately, but his harem saw that he was hard and immediately glanced were exchanged on who got to take care of it.

'I should decide,' Alex reminded himself. He had always been a dom and he was fully ready to grow into these shoes that having a harem this big presented him with. Picking on a while, he simply said the name, "Sara," and the rabbit-eared woman perked up.

A moment's hesitation was punished with a dark glare. Immediately she hopped onto her feet and made her way from the gentle curve at the southern end of the oval shape and straddled his lap.

The insertion was a bit of an issue. Water was the enemy of lubrication in this environment. Sara was immediately so willing that it mattered little. Past the slow first descent, her wet folds enveloped him. Rather than a wild up and down, she went for a service of gyrating hips and rolling belly.

Her thighs were the Spanish woman's sexiest attribute, no doubt, but the way the water pearled down the miniscule rise of her small breasts was incredibly alluring in its own right. The drops fused where they met above and on their way down the valley between the muscles of her flat stomach.

'Yeah, this is the good life,' Alex thought.

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Once everyone was clean, they had breakfast. The liquid flesh servants had prepared fruits and berries for them. A couple of crabs joined the menu, but not enough for everyone. "Could be better, could be worse," Alex mumbled once they had finished it all up.

"Some of us will have to gather berries throughout the day. Our stockpiles are running low," Evelyn stated and then looked to Alex. "Did you find any fruit trees during your exploration?"

The man of the island shook his head. "We did not enter the jungle on this island yet. There is the box with the nutrient bars, but we shouldn't eat those unless we have to." He stopped for a moment. That was a decision he had to make: did he want the tree to move to the box or should they collect the box and move it to where the tree currently was?

Alex nodded to himself.

"On that topic, the tree will be moving towards where that box is. It will take all of today. Keep that in mind when you plan to go out on your own… and on that note I want you to stay in big groups if you do. I doubt there's another one of those deer running around, but I'd rather not find out the bad way."

"We won't go anywhere you haven't cleared out, Master," Tess promised.

"Speaking of-" Evelyn started, only to stop when Sara cried out in bliss. "Speaking of groups, Alex, who do you want to take along today?"

The dragon woman put her chin on his shoulder and caressed the path of his collarbone. It was pretty clear she herself wanted to go. It was against Evelyn's nature to lag behind anyone and she could not wait to become more of a dragon.

"The choice is yours, of course," she purred assuringly. Even if he did not take her along, she was his haremette first. No strife would come of his decision. The only limiting factor, therefore, was that he would not take Tess, Charlotte or Selana along. Those three deserved their day of rest.

Alex considered it for a little while. There was a reason to deny her and that was to double down on the reminder that she did not always get what she wanted here. She was one of his women and he valued that a lot but she was ONE of his women. Even if she was up in the hierarchy by virtue of being assertive, she was ultimately not above them.

He made his choice with that and other things in mind. "Amethyst," he named his first choice. The slime woman had yet to accompany him during these travels and he wanted to see how capable she was. "Astrid, Jane," those two he picked because he was very certain about what they could do. A counterbalance to the test.

"I am eager to serve you throughout the day," Amethyst purred.

"Should be interesting," Jane agreed.

"Interesting? Bro, come on!" Astrid bumped shoulders with the redhead. "Get pumped! Something just as ridiculous as him becoming titanic is gonna happen, I just feel it."

Evelyn let out a little disappointed sigh, but kept her breasts pressed against him all the same. "You know what's best, Master," she purred and kissed him on the cheek.

[Active Perks for the day:

Flexibility II - When Amethyst joins the party, choose 1 Stat Category. For that day, Rolls of that category are increased by 8. (Chosen: Social)

Keep Running! - Astrid provides 2 additional Rerolls per day, but they must be spent on Physical Checks. These Rerolls have a -10 modifier. (Note: as a reminder, when I do rerolls, the original rolls are not discarded).

Weyrd - When picking Astrid for the party, the QM secretly rolls 2d100. The resulting rolls are banked for the day and are switched in if they would make something a success.

Bullseye - Once per day, replace any combat or Physical Roll result with a 50 (before modifiers).

Elves are Cocksleeves - Lewd Crit Extension (33-34 and 68-69).

Points:

You have 2 regular Rerolls.

You have 2 Physical Rerolls at -10 from Astrid.

You have 1 69 Point banked.]

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Alex stood outside the tree. Inhaling deeply, he raised his sword above his head, then took a half step forwards as he brought it back down. Loose sand was parted below where the blade halted in the air.

"Wow," Selana commented, seated on one of the roots of their tree home. The order to move had not been given yet. Alex was enjoying his usual hour of time distortion in the morning. Today, he decided to show off. "Did you get even stronger overnight?"

"You say that like it would be odd," Yahui said. The Chinese gymnast had also joined him, herself seated right next to Selana. The feet of the woman dangled slightly above the ground. "Many things happen overnight here."

"Ya got me there," the cow woman confirmed.

Alex raised the sword over his head and swung again. His face must have betrayed his dissatisfaction. "What's wrong?" Yahui asked. "It appeared to be a fine swing to me."

"It's not a bad swing," Alex agreed. "Well, it's not a bad swing from what I know." He did it again. "It's just… I remember cleaving that crab in half. Everything aligned for that strike. All of my muscles felt like they were moving correctly and then it was dead." Another swing. "I can't quite replicate it."

Yahui hummed, clearly distracted by something. Wondering what it was, Alex lowered the weapon and glanced over. Him looking over caused Selana to check on the Chinese woman as well. They caught her in the act of very openly staring at the cow woman's tits.

"Yeah, that's what everyone does," Selana joked.

Yahui snapped into a straight position and blushed. Clearing her throat, she confessed. "I could not miss that they were jiggling."

"They jiggle from literally everything." Selana cupped her tits and gave them a little shake. A little shake translated into wonderful ripples in this abundant ocean of flesh. "I thought I had big tits before, now I'm a literal milk bar. Fuck, if we did make it back to civilization, I would probably have to give up on the Olympics."

"Can't compete with tits that big?" Alex asked seriously and she nodded. Fact of the matter was that little advantages counted for a lot at the top end of competition and running around with… G-cups, or whatever those were was not an advantageous state of being for a cyclist. "Good thing we are not going back."

"Even if we did, I wouldn't be able to compete anymore anyway," Selana said with a grin. "I'd be knocked up immediately."

"True," Alex agreed and swung his sword again. This time he leered at her breasts as he did so. 'My God, Yahui was right, they jiggle from the wind.'

"...Can I be weird?" the gymnast raised her voice.

"We're watching our Master swing a stone sword the size of himself, all while naked, on a magical island," Selana described their situation. "Yeah, you can be fucking weird."

Yahui squirmed a little bit where she sat anyway. Even while doing that, she was elegant. Every one of her motions was as smooth as a frozen lake. "I would like to taste your milk."

"...I mean, that's not even that weird," Selana answered after a short pause, then she laughed. "I thought you'd suggest fisting."

"Wha- Ew! No!"

"Yeah, exactly," Selana slapped the back of her fellow haremette. "Why're ya being shy about the normal intrusive thoughts."

"I would like to make it an intrusive act," Yahui stated, eyes firmly focused on Selana's nipple. Even the light squeeze earlier was enough to cause the areola to ooze a little bit of the white milk. "What does it even feel like?"

"Honestly, I can't describe it." Grabbing her own tits again, she gave them a bit of a kneading. The milk gently squirted out at that point. "It's just a very satisfying feeling." She smirked and turned her chest towards Yahui. "Come on, do the intrusive act. I wanna know what it feels like to get sucked on too."

"I… okay," Yahui was overwhelmed by Selana's directness and went for it. Brushing long strands behind her ear, she bowed down. Extender, her tongue licked up from underneath, gathering what milk was already dripping on her way up to the source. Once her lips found the swollen, dark brown nipple, she latched onto it and sucked.

"Ooohhh, yessssss," Selana's moan was deep and groaning, almost like a moo. Her eyelids fluttered. Her toes curled. Enjoyment was written all over her features.

Alex saw Yahui gulp and that was as much as his own curiosity could sustain. Leaving his sword standing upright on the beach, he strutted over the two steps. All he needed from Selana was a little nod to help himself to her other tit.

Lactation was not one of Alex' kinks but he had no aversion to it either and when presented with a cow girl… it honestly felt obligatory. He sucked gently on the nipple. There was not even enough force behind it to give her a hickey. It was plenty to coax the milk out from her mammary and into his mouth.

Alex had hoped she would taste like chocolate milk and she did. Not the exact same, but close enough to draw the comparison. Pleasantly hot and sweet, the produce of her tits filled his mouth. He gulped it down readily. His hand brushed down the inside of her thigh and found her cunt dripping wet.

It took barely more than a brushing touch to push her over the edge. Tensions ran up and down her spine, making her knead her tits even more. Every time her digits pressed into her udders, Alex got a mouthful. He gathered it up, then broke from the nipple. He leaned up and kissed Selana, letting her taste her own milk.

Selana gulped it down greedily. There was not a whole lot and some dripped down between their whirling tongues. "Oh fuck, I'm delicioush," she slurred between kisses.

"Yes you are," Yahui agreed, managing to pull away that moment. Alex did the same. Selana needed a few moments before she had gathered herself again. "You do not seem any smaller," the Chinese woman noted.

"Don't feel any lighter either," the cow girl said. "Definitely magical lactation, but we already guessed that." She pointed at her curved horns.

"Do you have an endless amount then?" Alex wondered.

"Don't think so… I'm hungry now, so it's definitely taking up some energy," Selana reported.

"The wonder of magics," Yahui joked, then giggled behind an elegantly raised hand. Her blue eyes fell on Alex' erection afterwards. "I believe it is our turn to wield your mighty sword?"

"That was awful!" Selana laughed. "I love it!"

Alex did not get to do more practice swings.

"I want to go east," Jane said.

Alex wanted to ask why, but a single look at the redhead's face told him what answer he would give. There was that same mysterious glint in her eyes that made drunks walk around the block or Estonian fencers seek out a turtle in the jungle. In other words, it was a feeling that was best obliged.

"East it is," he decided and lead the way.

The sandy soil of the beach was gradually replaced by the fertile earth of the berry fields. Alex remained constantly aware of any wildlife. It if was usual, he wanted to kill it and bring the meat back to the moving tree. If it was unusual, he wanted to kill it before it killed him.

"There!" Jane took over after some time. Her eyes were better than his, so he could only follow the direction of her finger. Thankfully, the archer was not the sort to move ahead.

It turned out that there would have been no harm in it even if she did. "Beautiful place," Astrid commented.

"A place of power," Amethyst agreed.

They were standing before a flower field. It was elevated from the rest of the grass by a sharp slope. What was notable about the flowers was their density and size. Each one was as big as Alex' fist and like his fist would have been, the buds were closed.

"Fuck me," Jane said and bend over the the sharp slope.

Alex gave her rear a sharp smack. "You're forgetting something."

"Please fuck me, Master!" Jane swiftly corrected herself. "This place yearns for an act of life."

Only one thing to do when a submissive offered a good excuse like that.

"Keep a lookout," he ordered Amethyst and Astrid.

"Yes, sir!" the Swedish blonde said and saluted. "I'll be making sure no one surprises you while you turn Jane into a quivering cumbucket."

"I shall do the same," the slime woman echoed.

Alex laughed but gave them both a reprimanding stare. He was serious and they caught onto that. When they had their backs turned to him and Jane, he moved up to her.

The English woman turned elf was swinging her wide hips left to right. Love juices trickled readily down the insides of her smooth thighs. She stood with her legs slightly apart, her elbows resting on the edge of the elevated flowerbed. There were regular flowers there, distinct from the patch of closed buds.

Despite her obvious arousal, she had a serious expression on her face. Alex knew that usually lasted from dawn to dusk. Only when Jane was drunk or sleeping did she ever lose that stern display. That had been the case until recently. He had a third way now, one that was a lot more effective.

His paw of a hand grabbed his redheaded sex slave by the side of her hips. Fingers pressed into the crease between her bubble butt and soft thighs, feeling the warmth pulsing through her. Just the touch made her red lips curl into a lewd smile. Her green eyes lost their hardness, then turned glassy with desire.

Rubbing his cock against her cunt, he enjoyed the need her lower lips voicelessly spoke of. Every drop of pussy juice that mixed with his precum was another addition to the lengthy poem of desire. He had to squat to align himself properly. The tanned redhead blushed. The reddish tint went up to her pointy ears.

'How does a pair of ears make everything else sexier by proximity?' Alex wondered. He would have touched and rubbed them, had he not needed the other hand to help with his balance. He found a rock in the grass to hold onto while he pushed forwards.

Jane was tight. He had not fucked her since last night and that had been a brief, if very satisfying affair. He was not taking advantage of the mark on her womb this time. This time he was going to fuck her the usual way. It was best not to make elevation the norm and it was even better not to need it.

"That's a good cocksleeve," Alex grunted as he sunk deeper and deeper into her.

"Thank you, Master," Jane groaned back, voice taxed but not yet overwhelmed by pleasure. "God, you're… big…" she gasped, "Almost too big."

"But only almost," Alex completed the thought for her and she flashed him the rare smile. It dropped when he slowly pulled out of her, then was replaced by an open-mouthed expression of delight when he smacked her ass. Every time he spanked her, Alex found, the redhead liked it a little more the next time he pounded her. All of his submissives were masochistic to some degree. Some had to learn where their boundaries were both in pain and enslavement.

Experiments were for another time. Right now, his cock was stretching her quivering quim. Every time he advanced and pulled back, the folds twitched around his manhood. The resulting friction was the fuel that kept both of them moving. While his hips moved back and forth at increasing speed, she wiggled hers in unison with his rhythm.

His speed had not even reached its zenith yet when he pushed against her round ass and set her off. It was a gentle loving, for now, so he remained as he was. The time she spent twitching, he used to caress her back. There was always something to marble at about a woman's back, whether it was the way tense muscles framed the median furrow or the quiver of her shoulder blades.

Down her side, back to her thigh, Alex took hold of her once again. "You should thank your Master for making you cum," he said playfully.

"Thank you," Jane purred. It wasn't quite as reverently as Alex wished for, but it was on the right track.

Picking up where he had left off, he fucked her at moderate speed. Jane was on a hair trigger that morning. As hard as he had made her squirt the night before, it was obvious her body hungered for more. That was reason enough to draw things out a bit.

Alex kept his pace and stamina measured. When he made her cum again, he slipped out of her. His cock rested between the twin hills of her backside. A pleasant place to gather himself and let his building lust calm a bit.

"Thank you for the orgasm, Master," she was swift to say when she regained control of her vocal cords. It was his signal to align himself with her now agape cunt again. He pushed inside with one harsh thrust. The sudden impact made her eyes roll up. "AH!" her sharp scream echoed over the field.

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It was right back to pounding after that. His cock kept gliding over the pleasurably twitching flesh of her insides. "Will you cum for me more?" he grunted and gave her ass as a wrist-flexed swat. "Will you howl for your Master?"

"Yesh! Yeeeee-e-e-e-esssss!" The redhead screamed.

Alex could no longer hold back on the impulse: he needed to play with that pointy ear. Curving his back, he caught the end of it between his teeth and nibbled. More so than the spank, the playful bite had her pussy clench around his cock. She was utterly enthralled by the moment of bliss. It only took a few more thrusts to make her squirt.

The pussy juice was released in intense waves. It soaked her thighs and the ground to their feet. Grass rustled, the verdant colour growing stronger, and flower buds quivered.

Alex let go of her hips and placed a hand on Jane's throat. Not to squeeze, she was not that masochistic (yet), just to guide her lips as he released her ear and sought her tongue instead. The constant thrusting slowed to a rhythmic rolling of their hips while they made out.

Jane's face radiated heat. Endorphins pumped through her with every heartbeat. She smelled sweat from the release of pheromones. There was a note of pine and resin in there, a mysterious mixture that only added to it all. Her red hair swayed in the little winds of the day.

Much as Alex loved what they were doing, he was starting to feel the drawbacks of fucking outdoors, especially on such a hot day. "What are you?" he asked and straightened up again.

In a dreamy voice, so starkly different from the usual discipline, she swooned, "Master Alex's cumdump."

"Good girl," he hummed, then entered the final stretch.

Loud and sharp, the sounds of his hips slamming against her rear echoed over the grass and through the nearby trees. Every time he hammered into her, making her pussy gush, the flowers trembled in anticipation. Jane came for the fourth time while he was hammering her. He kept on going, letting the trembles of her stretched cunt be what brought him over the edge. He reached the point of no return. Three seconds, that was all he could hold one for.

3. He plunged into her. 2. He moved in rapid, tiny thrusts. 1. All of his being existed on a knife's edge. 0. Muscles seized and seed surged up his shaft. Jane's orgasm, just starting to calm, returned with new strength as his cum pooled at the entrance to her womb.

All the times that Alex had thought Jane had a nice ass were verified several times over while he pressed against it. The cushion lost its heart-shape, flattening with all of the juiciness it had, while his cock kept on tensing. Every spurt of cum was filled with years worth of sexual fantasies of his friend and days worth of the ludicrous and wonderful reality of having his harem. The latter weighed much heavier than the former.

Jane wiggled her ass. Little, almost circular motions that coaxed out of him every last drop he had. His cock was starting to go flaccid when he pulled out.

Losing all the strength in her legs, Jane glided to the floor. Alex helped her turn around, using the mount of grass as her backrest. Eyes glazed over by the pleasure of the aftershock, she reached down to her agape pussy. Curving two fingers into the twitching hole, she helped the semen inside her flow out. The white needed little help. A porn star would have been envious of the size Alex had left in her. Mixed with her own juices, the thick seed seeped into the soil.

The flowers behind her grew rapidly. Buds opened as stalks swelled into large bushes. "Life begets life," moaned the elf, shivering at the touch of her own fingers.

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Flowers blossomed, one larger than the last, as they made their way up the mound. At the highest point, a white bud rose. It remained close as it pushed upwards, only unfurling once it was a good three metres up from the already elevated tip of the mound. The petals, each longer than Alex' arm, created a welcome shade.

"You need to get the reward for me," Jane groaned, slowly coming down from her sex-high. "My legs aren't quite back yet."

"I don't know if that can support my weight… Astrid? Could you?"

"Could I wha—--- flower!" Astrid had diligently stayed on the lookout and only noticed what they had created now. "That is a big flower… you want me to climb on top?"

"If you can," Alex challenged her.

"Bro… come on," the tomboy smacked her flat midriff and then stepped up close. Alex loved to watch her pass. The Swedish blonde had a delicious backside. It looked just fantastic when she walked through the freshly grown bushes and jiggled pleasantly while she moved her sweat-glistening curves up the stalk.

It bent slightly from her weight. There were no leaves that forked off the main stem, so Astrid had to wrap her limbs around the whole stem and then inch her way up. Once she got a good grasp on the head of the flower she pulled herself up and through the cover of white leaves. She disappeared from view. A moment later, he heard grunting.

"Astrid?" Alex shouted. One could never be cautious enough when it came to weird magical flowers.

"All good!" she shouted back. "Just… pulling this thing out from under the pollen!"

One more sound of struggle, then something snapped. Alex followed his intuition and stepped forwards. He blinked against the sun, put up his arms and caught falling blonde. "I got you," he said with a smirk.

"Never doubted it," the tomboy answered with a grin. She probably would have bopped him on the nose too, had it not been for the item in her hand.

It was a bow, that was immediately obvious. Not just any plane kind of bow either, but the fantastically slender and ornate type that Alex would have regarded as a prop for Lord of the Rings. Astrid was put down and Astrid handed the bow over to the archer.

Jane took it with the usual stoic expression on her face. She grabbed the knotted wood by the ends of the curve and gave it a few testing flexes. She nodded, turned the bow into firing position, then pulled the string back. The muscles on her back tensed and flexed from the tension. After a moment, she relaxed again. "It's decent."

"High praises," Astrid remarked.

"Is it?" Amethyst chimed in. "I was under the impression 'decent' means 'middling'?"

"Not when it comes from Jane, then it means its according to her expectations, which are very high."

"Low expectations are rewarded with disappointing outcomes," Jane answered and got up. He hadn't pounded her for long nor hard enough to knock her legs out completely. "I'll need to make arrows."

"How are these?" Alex asked and grabbed a handful of suspiciously straight sticks from in-between the oversized flowers.

Jane looked at them, then nodded. They were just sticks with a groove at the end and a sharp-ish end, nothing too impressive, but it would do. The redhead could only carry so many in her hands, but just one arrow in the hands of an olympic archer was already a deadly threat at considerable range.

A new armament with them, the party waited for Alex to decide where to go next.

****

It was going to be a hot day, Alex could already feel that in the air and they were still in the morning hours. "Let's explore the shore before the sun gets unbearable," he decided and led the way as he usually did.

They had a pleasant walk and talk for a while, just feeling the ground under their feet. The edge of the island was quickly found again and they followed it. There were no notable beaches this time around. Most of this stretch was grass and dirt, elevated enough from the softly moving ocean that it was save from the waves. Perhaps it was that environment that made it so attractive to the creature they eventually encountered.

It was a big body of grey fur. Seeing a huge creature move was alarming immediately. Big round ears perked up and the animal turned towards them. Alex relaxed minorly when he saw whiskers quiver and black eyes stare. This creature was very much alive, unrelated to the Death Willow. However, it was also equipped with massive incisors.

It was a rat the size of a pony.

Its little nose quivered a couple of times. The oversized animal dashed up and down in front of them, prowling like a hyperactive wolf, before deciding to charge straight at the party.

"Why is the wild life so aggressive?" Alex groaned and raised his sword.

The rat galloped across the divide, a moving bolt of grey fur and hatred. It squeaked and squawked menacingly, its massive teeth exposed. One bite could take the arm off a man, if properly placed.

Jane readied an arrow, Amethyst and Astrid looked for something throw, and Alex… Alex took a confident step forwards.

Holding the sword low, tip pointed backwards, he waited. He waited until the creature got close and then swung with all of his Titanic might.

The sword turned the lunging rat into blood and gore, fanning outwards in the direction of Alex's swing. The head of the monster, split down the open maw, tumbled through the air. Alex made eye contact with it in its last moment. The rat was confused. Then, it was dead. The severed skull bounced along the raining bits of flesh.

Alex lowered the sword slowly and exhaled. His shoulders dropped, tension leaving him. Pleased, he nodded to himself. "Alright, that crab wasn't a fluke," he said and smiled at the woman behind him.

They were stunned, causing him to scratch his chin awkwardly. There was only so much he could play off cool.

Amethyst came back to the surface first. "Breed! Me!" The slime woman threw herself at him. Luckily too large and heavy to be imbalanced by a fully grown female, even a liquid one, Alex nonetheless rammed his sword into the ground to hold onto while the purple-blue fantasy creature showered him in kisses. "Supreme mongre- Master, your prowess remains forever true! I will be your servant and sleeve eternally, as you provide me with supreme seed!"

"All of that, only a little less religiously," Jane stated, only now realizing she still had the bowstring pulled. "Seriously, dude, that was pretty decent."

"Decent?!" Astrid laughed. "Bro, that was awesome! Come on, Jane, get that stick our of your rear for a moment and say awesome."

"...It was pretty awesome," the redhead admitted.

"Yeah!" Astrid made her way over to join Amethyst in delivering all of the kisses.

They probably would have done a lot more, if it hadn't been for a stray gust of wind that carried the scent of the very exposed guts of the dead rat over to them. Noses crinkled and the erotic mood was diminished enough to remind them that they were out under a rising sun.

It was time to relocate.

Alex opted to just go further down the coast. It was getting hotter and hotter, but it was not yet unbearable still. As long as they stayed near the pleasant ocean breezes, they could survive another hour.

"So… okay, I have to ask this!" Astrid's declaration grabbed the general attention of the group as they were wandering. "Amethyst, what's it like being… not human? I hope that's not rude!"

Amethyst chuckled and smirked. "Do I look so inhuman?" she asked teasingly. When Astrid waved about in denial, the slime woman laughed louder. "I am just messing with you, sister in love," she assured, reminding Alex that, for all of her veneration, the supernatural being was a tomboy in her own way. "I don't quite know how to answer that. I'll put aside the philosophical ramblings of what qualifies as human… in which case, I suppose I envy your solidness?"

"You do?" Jane asked with a raised eyebrow. "You don't have to search for comfortable sleeping positions."

"I suppose that's true," Amethyst surrendered with a thoughtful hum. "But when I eat solids, they unseemly float around inside me until they dissolve."

Alex had noted that before, but not commented on it. Amethyst did not eat much in the first place, subsisting almost entirely off water. When she did have a nibble of meat or fruit, it was usually gone within thirty minutes.

"I think your way of digestion is more convenient," Jane said.

"Let's not talk about poop," Astrid groaned. "That's not why I asked! It's just… you're the only truly magical thing that answers questions. Most stuff is either aggressive, doesn't talk, or only talks to Alex in riddles or short sentences."

"Fairies are weird like that," the man of the islands grunted.

"Yeah! And I would know!" Astrid pointed down her back with her thumb. "I'm turning into one, which is weird, but you being slime is weirder… in the good sense."

"I always assume compliment from my fellow haremettes." Amethyst scratched her chin in thought. Her expression changed from contemplative to deeply annoyed. "There are… answers I should have but I don't," she confessed. "The process of becoming a being of reason has blocked me from much of my esoteric knowledge. I don't quite remember what it was like being a pond spirit, because being a pond spirit itself makes memory obsolete." She spoke with a growing strain to her voice now. "Memory is useful to analyze and as a creature of magic you do not analyze… that is what separates what I was from humans, from what I am now?" She shook her head. "That is as much as I can say on the matter."

"I think I get it?" Astrid said.

"It is logic that made humanity what it is today," Jane analyzed, "but we lost something in the process…"

"...something we are rediscovering here," Alex finished the thought. "Or maybe it is rediscovering us."

"I cannot quite tell you," Amethyst apologized. "All I know is we aren't so different now. I love Master and banter, that about sums everyone up, doesn't it?"

"Man, we are shallow," Astrid laughed.

"Speak for yourself," Jane drawled, a smile around the corners of her red lips.

And the march continued.

****

"Alex…" Amethyst groaned.

"I know," Alex answered. He was already steering the party towards the treeline. The slime woman suffered the most from the increasing temperatures. He could practically see the steam of evaporation come off her, where the merciless rays of the daystar hit her.

Once they were in the shade of the trees, they took a collective breather. "We should look for water," Jane stated.

"I know," Alex answered again and the redhead lowered her head in apology. "I'm not offended. Bit of an obvious comment, but better safe than sorry when it comes to these things." He pushed off the ground and got back up. "We'll dig if we have to, but let's see if we can't find a natural source first."

The chances weren't terrible. The jungle was an up and down of roots and there often was a toppled tree whose ripped out roots created a hole deep enough to cut into the water table. They had come across ponds and small rivers many times on the first island. There was no reason to believe this one would be different.

It only took some time for their faith to be rewarded, although not quite in the shape Alex had expected. The ground turned hard. Young trees covered up the landscape enough that it took him some time to realize that they were in a creator, a huge one at that. Following the curve of the depression, they made it to its centre.

Like the smaller impact that they had found the previous day, there was a lake at the bottom. It was clear, certainly clear enough to drink based on visuals alone. Under other circumstances, they should have been worried about dysentery, but they had crossed that bridge many times over by now. Thirst moved them to take several gulps from the pond, before paying close attention to what had made it.

The rock, whether it was a meteorite or a splinter from a volcano eruption wasn't quite clear, was the size of a school bus. It had crashed into a gargantuan tree that had, magically, survived that impact when all of the surroundings had been consumed. Now the stone was covered by fresh tree roots that wonder over the surface of the rock, often even growing into the many holes of the spongy stone.

One opening, covered by dense roots, struck Alex as big enough to climb into.

"Tess was right, you really do look at everything like it is another thing to explore," Jane commented on the face he must have been making.

"I'll tell you the same thing I told her: it has been working out for me so far," Alex retorted.

Alex approached the opening. Swinging his sword at it would not work. It was above the water and the water there reached up to his shoulders. He wouldn't get enough force behind the motion to make it worthwhile. Climbing up and ripping away at it was the only option.

It was water than he would have thought. His Titanic grip bunched up the wood. It tensed against his grip, refusing him entrance. It was a test, he sensed, and he passed it only after minutes of monotonous struggle. Like any workout, the time did not feel that long for him.

When he he had finally made a gap big enough for himself, he climbed into the rock. There he found a small chamber, barely enough for him to stand, and at its centre, on top of a once-molten pillar, a sphere. He knew its make. It was the same kind of sphere that he had found in the clay. Then, it had awakened his first Bloodline and turned into a stone.

Interested what would happen this time, Alex reached out and touched the sphere. Energy shot up his arms, filling his heart with an intense beat. His veins felt broader, his breathing freer. It was not the awakening of a new Bloodline, nothing so permanent, but it was a benefit to him regardless.

No more energy filled him when his hand remained on the sphere. There was still much inside of it, but nothing more that he could draw from right now. With nothing else to do, he made his way back out and out of the pond. "Interesting and worth it in a way, but nothing as absurd as I discovered yesterday," he reported.

"Well, its still early in the day… plus Jane got her bow already," Astrid remarked.

The redhead elf gave her armament's string a playful strum. "I could do with more absurdities like this."

[Meteor Heart - Alex has 5 Temporary HP. What of this HP remains at the end of the day will disappear.

He can revisit this location up to three more times to gain the same buff. Does not stack with itself.]

****

They stayed by the lake for a little to make sure they were hydrated, then went northwest to explore more of this new jungle. As per usual, maneuvering through the trees was an arduous affair. Even with a massive sword to clear dense branches, they had to constantly take sidetours, scout out paths, and generally move up and down the tree roots that dominated the landscape.

"HALT!" Alex shouted suddenly.

The haremettes followed the direction he was staring at, each of them quickly identifying what his excitement was about: there was a house.

Alex lead the way. "Hello!?" he kept his voice raised, hoping he would be heard. "HELLO!?" he repeated, as he approached. He spared himself the third shout.

The house was a cobblestone structure. Enough of its plaster and walls remained to show the shape between the trees, but on closer inspections the lack of a roof was apparent. Any parts that were wood had long since rotted into splintered, wet remains of beams. pillars and such. Standing on top of a large tree root, Alex could look down into the building. Remnants of furniture, clay and wood, were apparent. None of it seemed particularly sophisticated, but who could say at this point?

"Not the first sign we had that there was a civilization here, but certainly the most overt one," Alex said to his women after they had caught up. Very carefully, he made his way down.

Long reclaimed by nature, the outline of a garden was still faintly visible. Younger vegetation contrasted with the ancient trees around. A totem of some kind rose north-east of the house's entrance.

Not touching anything he did not need to touch, Alex poked his head into the house. At first, he thought there would be nothing more of interest in it. Then, Jane spoke up. "Do you see that? Under that… bench? Shelf?"

"I see it!" Alex confirmed after a moment. Something stone-ish poked out from under the rotted wood. He took a couple of steps and pulled it out from the rubble.

It was a gauntlet, of some description. Stone plates, many of them cracked, had been glued to a cloth sleeve by no doubt supernatural means. As Alex held it, the item changed its shape to fit his dimensions, even if fibres and stones remained damaged.

Alex was willing to trust a lot of things, but that stopped when deliberate crafting was involved. A human had made this gauntlet and Alex knew enough about tools not to shove his hand into one without knowing its purpose. Therefore, he merely took it with him to find out that purpose another time.

"Do not put it on," Alex told Astrid after handing the gauntlet over.

"Bro, I'm weird not stupid," she answered with a smirk.

Alex put his trust in that and walked over to Amethyst. More exactly, Amethyst happened to be where he was going next. The totem had his attention. Its design, between mesoamerican and ancient Greek, reminded him of what he had found in that ice cave.

"Anything you know about this?" Alex asked and circled around the items.

"I feel a forgotten heat," Amethyst answered.

"Heat..?" Alex put his hand out. Ever so faintly, he could sense it as well. The totem was radiating a warmth even stronger than this incredibly hot day. Carefully, he touched the surface of the wood. It was dry. A confusing thing. The totem was definitely rotted beneath the surface, yet the surface, exposed to humid air, was dry. Alex's fingers came back black with soot.

This was definitely connected to that ice cave, but in what way? There had been one stick that had been frozen. If that was the esoteric representation of the cave itself, than this location, being east of it, would have fit for the burned stick. However, that one had been burned so thoroughly it had been like a smoked cigarette. This totem was warm, but it was not scorched.

"A broken connection point, maybe?" Alex theorized. "Was it some kind of magical heat distribution, maybe?"

No one was there to answer that question with certainty.

The exploration of the jungle continued.

They went north-west, staying under the canopies to escape the sweltering rays of the sun. Everything looked like it had a slight saturation filter on it from the general brightness of the day. Where the leaves above were the thickest, that was reduced to an acceptable level. Alex still would have preferred it if temperatures had collapsed by 5 to 10 degrees Celsius.

"We really ought to find a bottle of some kind," Jane stated.

"There was one in the survival kit, but it's filled with gasoline," Alex reported. "Even after we empty it, it would take a lot of washing out to be usable as a drinking container."

"Plus, do you want to run around with a bottle of water in your hand the entire day?" Astrid added, still holding onto the gauntlet while they climbed over all manners of roots. "It's a bit of a bother, lemme tell you."

"Belts and backpacks would be a worthwhile addition as well," the redhead agreed swiftly. "Much as I loathe the idea to wear clothes in this climate."

A sentiment Alex agreed with twice over. Not only was it so hot that even a shirt sounded like a burden, but he was also less and less enthused by the idea of clothes in general. A loincloth was the only item he even considered. Having his member dangling about during combat was distracting in multiple ways.

"If you are thirsty, may I suggest eating me out?" Amethyst swiftly became the target of amusedly raised eyebrows.

"I can already say that your fluids are basically the same as ours, so I don't think that would be very quenching," Jane stated.

"An accurate observation… but the offer still stands." The slime smiled suggestively.

Jane raised a hand to signal an end to the conversation. The party fell silent. Alex scanned the area before them carefully. He only needed to step in front of Jane to find out what the reason for the silence was.

Between two dense bushes, a black-furred gorilla squatted. Its bulk had been hidden by the leaves, but the route it needed to take naturally put it in the field of view of the keen-eyed archer.

Alex naturally tensed up at the sight. Gorillas were real life monsters. Dense fur, fat and muscles, all built in a way that lend itself a lot more to pure body strength than the human body plan ever could. Homo sapiens had developed for versatility and intelligence. Gorillas had teeth that could remove a biceps in one bite. Also, they were rarely alone.

Luckily, this one was and it wasn't particularly huge either.

The great ape stared at them with malicious, dark eyes. "Stay behind me," Alex instructed. He knew that look by now. There was no negotiating with animals at most times, but the animals on this island did not even seem to have a flight instinct. Either Alex himself fled or he fought.

The gorilla bellowed and came straight towards him and his women.

Alex's instincts kicked in at that moment. There was fleeing from this, the animal wasn't that fast, but could he take the risk of his women getting caught? Of course not!

Planting his feet firmly, Alex drew in a deep breath. Both his hands gripped the long handle of his Cataclysmic Greatsword. He did not think. Thinking was a distraction to the smooth motion of his raising arms. Adrenaline pumped through his system, a sensation of growing familiarity. There was only him and the moment. The only future that would exist was the one he would allow.

The gorilla leapt, the muscles of its arms bulking. Hands that could effortlessly rip apart a human opened up. Once they grabbed him, he would not escape unharmed, even if he was superhuman now.

All of the air was pushed from Alex's lungs. His entire body strained. From his calves to his wrists, every fibre was dedicated to the downwards swing of the Cataclysmic Greatsword.

The stone edge of the Titanic instrument of destruction split the gorilla in two. It was not a clean split, far from it. A thick slab of heavy rock tore through the creature. The notes of cracking bone and rupturing organs filled the air, a short-lived song ending in the heavy impact of the weapon slamming into the ground. A trench was created that went past where the weapon impacted the ground - a half-metre long gap, as wide as the weapon, around it a nearly symmetrical spray of gore.

The two halves of the gorilla fell to the ground.

Alex retained his pose for three heartbeats. He blinked. "I did it again?" he muttered and pulled the sword back.

"Fuck," Jane muttered.

"Me!" Astrid declared and threw herself at her man.

"If you have the virility to spare…" Amethyst added, winking seductively.

Jane cleared her throat, not quite as guided by her vagina as the other two. Maybe that was because she had got her pounding earlier already. "Giant crabs and giant rats I have no scale for but splitting a gorilla in half with one swing…" She took three steps forwards and gave the unappetizing corpse a distanced inspection.

Alex did the same. He had practically obliterated the skull and spinal column of the creature. Fur, fat and fibres were shredded. It was not a pretty sight and it reeked as well. If they did celebrate his newly shown feat of strength, they would have to move a bit.

'Ah, who is talking about ifs?' Alex thought to himself. "Follow," he ordered. The trio did so readily. They only had to walk about ten metres and climb over a rock to find a little groove with moss that would do for the quickie the man of the island had in mind.

Grabbing Astrid, he pushed the blonde against the stone. Moaning, she pushed out her round ass. "Claim me, Ma-sssss- AHHH!" she did not even get to finish her invitation. Alex pushed into her cunt, splitting wet folds with his girthy member.

"Jane, you're on lookout duty," he grunted while he sank deeper and deeper into the Swedish Olympian. "This won't take long."

"As you say, Master," Jane answered, between stoicism and swooning. A delightfully odd mixture of tones.

While the elven archer climbed onto the rock, using the elevated position, Alex pounded Astrid against it. His motions were rough, primitive, and far too fast for him to last long. From the first thrust, he felt his orgasm close. It was just one of those moments where the horniness required a quick vent.

It was true for both of them. Astrid moaned like a bitch in heat. Her pussy was so wet, trickles of her juices dripped down her thighs. Every swing of his hips, he met with her own. "Yes, yes, yes - Fuck, bro, right there!" the tomboy cried out

Alex gave her a smack to the rear. "Master!" he corrected her.

"Yes, Master!" Astrid agreed readily. "Ooooh, this is soooo gooooo—- YEEEEESSSSS!"

The animalistic scream bounced through the woods. Alex joined it with his own groans. Orgasmic tightness proved too much for him and he slammed into the blonde one more time before seed rushed up his shaft. Pumping her full was his right and her pleasure.

When their parallel climax began to ebb away, Alex was still hard. He remembered moments like this in the past. Before coming to this island, an attempt to go immediately again would almost always be met with failure. Right now, it was not just that he could go again - he needed to.

Amethyst had waited just a step away for exactly what happened next. In one fluid motion, Alex pulled out of Astrid, leaving her pussy agape and twitching, and picked up the slime woman. She was the equivalent of an adult female, even if made of liquid. That was a weight that barely registered to Alex. His hands found their rest under her kneepits. Her legs were spread wide, her arms around his neck, and he impaled her drooling cunt effortlessly.

Tongues met in heated combat, its victor determined from the outset. Cheeks clapped and breasts pressed against his chest. The woman made out of jiggle got everything she wanted, for being his sex slave was her purpose from the moment of sapience.

Alex lasted longer the second time around, but not much so. After just a couple of minutes of mindlessly making her bounce in front of him, he was ready to fill her up as well. He did so without hesitation, clearing his mind by draining his balls using the proper tool. Amethyst screamed in delight, climaxing for perhaps the second time when he came inside her.

When he was done, he put Amethyst down next to Astrid, who had settled down in the moss in the meantime. "Alright… 10-minute break," Alex announced and plopped down himself. Jane was still keeping watch. "God… I really would love that water bottle right now."

****