John had intended to take Ehtra along for this trip. Since he had just assigned her to another front, he had to take another choice of bodyguards. As he was using his real body for this trip, he would also have the elementals with him. It was a massive amount of protection already, but more never hurt.
Aclysia was the first to volunteer. It was the first time in a while that she ...
Working with Devos was an interesting experience. The Mite King was simultaneously human and alien. He knew nothing of the world and had many subtle differences to his world view. To begin with, he had a faith, the Way of Renewal he called it, that put his own people into the focus of reality.
Every Mite King was born in a grand, multi-decade ritual. It began with and conceived o...
“Interesting… are you capable of opening such gates between worlds as well, perchance?” Devos asked, as he followed them all through the portal and into the Guild Hall.
“Nope, just between some spaces,” Lee answered.
“A vague answer, I respect that.” The Mite King looked around the empty field they found themselves in. “I’m foreign to your world. You must ...
This was the third portal John managed to enter and it was by far the most unusual one.
The world was teeming with life, positively writhing with it. White-furred, mice-like creatures skittered about, devouring the fruits of trees whose intensely green leaves hung from silver-grey branches. There was fur on those trees, hairs, that waved in the soft winds. Pale elks peacefully tr...
This was good. The vampire maid was a bit chatty, but Lyndell didn't mind chatter going on around her. It was when she was expected to answer that matters tended to get exhausting. Claire did not present her with that expectation. She knew the value of silence, of hiding away from the blasted sun and putting Evanescence on just the right volume,...
The apocalypse elemental hummed in agreement. Tight lips glided up his cock until they hit the edge of his glans. Her tongue whirled around the tip of his cock while her breasts wrapped around his shaft. His manhood was bathed in lustful lava. He filled her mouth with his cum before long. A wonderf...
The fireworks crackled still in the distance when John rose. “Time for your birthday present. Lee, stand!”
“Yes, Master!” she declared, jumping to her feet. She blushed once she realized how swiftly she had reacted. “I m-mean… I can do that for you, but just because I want to, dude.”
The Gamer was deeply amused by her pretense that his dom-voice wasn’t pure ...
The harem was gathered on the Newman Private Island,
They had put up a campfire, for no other reason than they could. It was anything but necessary. Rave still had control over the thermostat, though the presence of the nearby lake made the temperature a little more bearable. They were just together there, letting the minutes pass by. Soon, 2019 would come to an end.<...
The last day of the year began like most others: with lips gliding up and down his shaft.
There was no convenient instant clue as to who it was. The mouth was entirely human. The texture of the tongue was normal, the sucked in cheeks smooth, and the temperature pleasantly hot. That ruled out many women, but it also kept a great many open.
While John was suffering from acute ‘I want to have it all’ syndrome, he was also attempting to help another matter. One that was directly related to the issue at hand.
“I will take another step now,” John spoke into the phone. He waited for a response, though he was already used to there being nothing but anticipating giggles. Meticulously, he raised up his foot, then pl...
The kiss lasted for one second – which was one second too long.
John managed to suppress his instinct to reciprocate. He pulled his head back, then stared into the still heated gaze of the Dancer. Perhaps the proper reaction would have been to drop her. Instead, he straightened up. When her head was once again level, she blushed and hid her lips behind her head.
Maria Esmeralda Espinosa took the seat where her father had been seconds prior. She revealed a bit of her smoothly shaven leg for a moment, putting the sandal back on her foot, before the length of her skirt covered it all again. “This is the part where you start explaining yourself,” the Latina stated. “I assume your mouth is for more than kissing too many wives.”
Observe was, by all accounts, complete bullshit. Without a countermeasure, the target was completely oblivious to it being used and even with countermeasures he had a very high chance of simply punching through. With this tool, John could learn a whole lot about people. Even if he had no real control over what he learned, it was more than most intel magic provided.
“Why am I supporting this lifestyle?” the incredibly hot redhead asked.
“Because you actually like it?” John suggested.
A series of noises came from beneath the table that he could only describe as cutely concerning. He wasn’t sure if he was listening to a grumble or an agreeing whimper or some kind of panicked submissive tone. The jury was still out on where the ...
It was the 29th of December and their searching for Kingdom gates had brought them to Maryland. Specifically, they were on the eastern shore of the Potomac River, the waterway that led into Washington DC, near a small village called Morgantown.
For the last two days, they had achieved effectively nothing. The other portals ...
It was only half a page long, summarizing what minor activity she had been noting recently. Except for the second sighting of the man whose blurry photo they had managed to extract before, there was nothing concrete in it. The disciplined maid had left a singular line at the bottom that succinctly described John’s own feeling on the matter: “...
The design was delightfully post-post-modern, something that John indulged in all the more for the pastel hell his Ambassador Double was in. There was overlap between the two, particularly in the choice of materials. Steel and plastic were commonly used, alongside various forms of tempered glass. What separated this office building from the horrid ...
John had no love for cities. He said that often and loudly. This one was among the worst and best simultaneously. Often called the capital of Silicon Valley, San Jose was the 3rd largest city in California. John immediately spotted some of the same issues he had with Los Angeles in the form of entire homeless camps forming under bridges and o...
[Author’s Note: As a quick announcement, you will see AI pictures pop up more frequently now. This is because I have struck an experimental deal with Monori, the artist whose style I am generating in here, where I pay him a small sum for each picture I put into my works. This clears ethical concerns, as far as I am concerned, and I am thusly more than happy to make greater use of...
Nathalia’s face hovered just a few centimetres over his. Repeated inhales flared her nostrils. Her nose crinkled in disappointment, before she sunk back into her own seat in the cramped car.
“I did apply the cologne,” he said.
“It alone is not the proper scent.” The dragoness crossed her arms beneath her magnificent tits. Caramel flesh pushed up against the gaps left by th...
‘Lord Protector, I come to tell you that… no, way too formal… Father, I must inform you that… sounds like I am bringing bad news. It is for him. It’s not for me though. Should I make this about me?... Father, I wish to bring you the fantastic news that… that what, I am getting ploughed as the 28th woman in the harem of the world’s most famous pervert?’
“Alright, so let me summarize.” John looked at the screen in front of him. Not for the last time, he was thankful for modern technology making everything so tidy. What would have been a lengthy effort on and waste of paper could just be done by opening up a tier list creator.
“Alrighty, let’s start with this… Apexus, get over here!” Reysha slipped off the couch and pointed at the seat opposite of where she now knelt. Then, she put her elbow at the table.
The challenge was clear. Apexus moved into the position. “I might hurt you,” he warned. “I do not have a grasp on this strength yet.”
John woke up to the hesitant travelling of a tongue over his shaft. There was only one woman who would approach his morning wood so tepidly. “Moira,” he sighed.
“W-what?” the latest addition to his harem stuttered. “If that was bad, you can just say that!”
“It wasn’t bad at all,” he told her. “Inexperienced, yes, but not bad.”
John backed away, towering above the redhead. She hid her mouth behind a raised hand, but did so poorly. The curled corners were every bit as visible as her hard nipples. The nightgown left nothing to the imagination. Even that was too much cover for not only his liking but that of the haremettes around them. Eyes, glowing with fresh, erotic energy, glowed in the twilight.
John knocked on the door. He did not hear anything from the other side, the noise isolation holding strong.
When Moira did open the door, she failed to meet his gaze. Her eyes were subtly reddened. ‘I didn’t take her for the kind to cry,’ he thought. Wordlessly, he followed her gestured invitation. ‘I did take her for the kind that cleans to relax though.’
John grumbled something under his breath. Even he wasn’t sure what he had said, he just knew that it was an adequate noise to express his frustrations. None of the women asked him what had transpired. Even the dullest of people could guess correctly.
“Want a BJ?” Rave offered.
“Now?” the Gamer asked, the sudden question getting a chuckle out of him.