Thankyou and Bonus Chapters 1-4

Today was one of the rare days when every single one of my wives was home at the same time. With the addition of three over the course of the years, I now had fifteen wives and… It was a lot. As much as I loved them, fifteen was beyond my limit, and that went doubly so after I lost my class and skills and gained the progenitor class.

It was great for ensuring pregnancy and gave bonuses for my children until they reached adulthood, but I lost my ability to ‘crit’ randomly when I thrust into them. I abused that skill tremendously and didn’t even realize it was making me a worse lover because I relied on it so much. Now, I had to get them to the peak the old-fashioned way, and for the first time since I started having sex, the wife team could overwhelm me and wear me down until they exhausted me first.

Still, as excited as I was, so were my wives. Even now, when we did things like this, a fuck gauntlet to see how far I could get from challenging each of my wives, I couldn’t help but realize how insanely lucky I still was. We behaved like happy-go-lucky newlywed lovers who were having sex for the first time more often than not.

Sarah suggested it, but her idea of going first was rejected, and after a long talk, they decided to go with the order of women I slept with, which meant Tems was first. Of course, she was still tight; we fit each other like a puzzle, or a hand and glove. The one where the glove is really tight made the hand look so much bigger in comparison. Everyone wondered how the hand could fit in the glove as if it were a magic trick, but the glove was just good like that.

Tiring her out took fifteen orgasms for her and three for me. I was still catching my breath as I stood up and moved on to my next wife, Silk. She was a walking contradiction. Hard and soft, fiery and gentle, a no-nonsense bad bitch to everyone else but me; around me, she was nothing more than a cute little kittypuppy who made her feel happiness, growing her family with as much enthusiasm as I did the first time she attacked me for sex.

And with the two, I could already feel myself start to falter. At least I got the two powerhouses out of the way right at the start. Cherry was next, and my little elf cutie let me catch my breath as we made slow and passionate love to one another. Now, they all lost the bonus stats I provided, and my new class gave a much smaller yet more reliable five-stat buff to all my women and children until they came of age.

It meant I had to be more careful around my wives, who had lower endurance than me, and Cherry was one of the biggest examples. Even now, I could tell how much of a difference the loss of the stats made, as she was a crumpled mess on the bed hours quicker now that my race had evolved. High human came up short compared to my farmer skills, but I knew what we had was a glitch, and the only reason I was alive was because of my evolution, and the only reason I felt safe letting my wives act the same way as they did previously was because of that stat boost.

Sarah was next, and she gave up her chance so she could double-team the next girl with me, which happened to be Leaf. I could tell my cowgirl had a thing for the elves, especially Cherry, but there was still an above average interest in Leaf as well, and it showed in how enthusiastic she was with helping me make her cum her brains out.

I was only a third of the way done, and already felt drained. As tough as Tems and Silk were, it didn’t mean the rest of my wives were pushovers, and I just hoped I could outlast them, or at least make it to all of them before I finally collapsed. Delilah, Olivia, and Sophia all decided to take their turns together as well. Delilah and Olivia got along better with Sarah, but Sophia had grown closer to all of my wives as time went on, and the three fit together in a sexy mixture of sizes.

Delilah was thick, curvy, and short. Her breasts were the second biggest, and if you judged on her small size, she could even beat Sarah. Olivia was a thin beauty, shorter than me but a good middle ground compared to Delilah and Sophia, who was an inch taller than me now. Her paladin class made her more charismatic, even letting her grow a few more inches after she unlocked the higher rarity. I think that’s the main thing that smoothed her rough edges.

The only reason my journey through the pussy gauntlet didn’t end right there is that my wives were attacking each other as much as they were me. Every orgasm I had, the girls put each other through two, to the point I sat back and watched the three kiss, lick, suck, nibble, and finger each other into puddles as I made sure to finish inside each of them at least once before moving on.

Roka wanted me by herself again. The sharing thing her previous warchief did meant that she preferred me all to herself; only rarely did she let another be brought into the lovemaking, unless it was a massive orgy between all my wives and me, then all bets were off. I knew she could have taken more, but she let me go; otherwise, my adventure through the pussy gauntlet could have ended right there.

Millicent was another refresher where I could recover and prepare to really try and finish the gauntlet. She was tight because of her size, and she had shotgun orgasms, which made her quickly tire herself out. Cynthia was another lightweight. As much as she grew from a cutesy princess into a beautiful queen, her stats might have been the most one-sided, and that wasn’t toward endurance.

Mara was the same. Her draconic body could hold up better than any of my other wives… But she chose to take a more feminine and weaker version of herself when it came to having sex… She liked to be smaller than me; she loved being tossed around and manhandled as I bounced her on my cock, and that was the only reason I could outlast her, but I was pushing my limit now.

I hated doing it, but as I walked to my next wife, I pulled out a potion vial and drank it down, giving myself just enough energy and replenishing my stores enough that I just might be able to finish all my wives before passing out from exhaustion shortly after. Next was Greed, now. How did you fuck a ghost? Carefully. Nah, truth was, her body may have been intangible, but she could choose what affected her. The same way she could pick up objects or shed her ethereal clothing, she could let me pound her blue, see-through pussy until I blew my load in her. Then she could choose to house my liquid in her body, or let it drip directly out of her. It was still insane that things ended up with her as my wife, but that’s just how life works sometimes.

Octavia was the wife I knew the least about. I could tell she wasn’t very enthused that she was the bargaining chip the Eastern Empire used for me to not fuck them up and counter-invade them after they tried to take my land. At least, she wasn’t that enthusiastic at first; now she was fully on board, hitching her wagon to mine and falling in love with me more and more with every child we had.

Finally, my last wife was Edith. Even now, she had that resting bitch face I had jacked off thinking about until I ended up with Tems. Every time I saw her, years after she became my wife, I couldn’t help but want to put her in her place, fucking her with a fervor someone who had been having sex for the last three days in a row shouldn’t have. As she orgasmed her last time, climaxing so hard her eyes rolled into the back of her head before she passed out, I did so as well, still inside her with a smile on my face.

Bonus Chapter 02

Years earlier…

I shuffled into the money storage room we had in the castle. We were still moving between our home in the eastern continent and here, but keeping our money here, behind all these wards the lich left behind made it safer. The bulk of our money was sitting in this room. Gold, gems, and rare enchanted items piled high, almost to the ceiling.

We might have been one of the richest families in the kingdoms, mainly because we didn’t spend much, but also because we had so many strong people; we could push into dungeons or search ruins others couldn’t, and that wasn’t including all the ones here in the south that no one else had access to. All of that, plus the gold and resources the lich had before, it wasn’t much considering how powerful he was, but it wasn’t nothing.

If you compared our wealth to any of the three other leaders on this continent, it would come up short, but we were a budding family while they had generations to build their wealth. As I moved to toss a pouch of gold coins in and leave, I heard something. Moving further in, the unidentified sound quickly became that of a girl giggling.

I didn’t recognize it, so it wasn’t any of my wives… Who could it be? Whoever it was, they were hiding the fact that they were in here. I heard the voice coming from one of the bigger clusters of coins and realized the person had hollowed it out and used the coins as a wall to keep themselves hidden in here. For a brief moment, my anger got the best of me, and I almost collapsed the coins onto whoever it was… But the frilling giggling sounded attractive… So, calmer(or hornier) heads prevailed.

I climbed to the back where the tower was the lowest, and jumping while kicking off the wall, I cleared the gold and landed in a pile of gold coins scattered outside of their pouches. The giggling cut off as I made eye contact with the person inside my money vault. A completely naked, blue-skinned, see-through one, halfway submerged in the coins, met my eyes as she spoke. “Uhh… This is not what it looks like.”

I looked at the situation again(which meant I stared at her tits while I tried to think of why she was here and still alive). “Really, because it looks like you’re completely naked and swimming around in my money.” I was just as curious about her body; it seemed like the coins were somewhat affected by her, as if she had mass. I could see through her as her body made a hole, and some coins were just floating inside her body, completely stationary as if they tried to push their way through but couldn’t for some reason.

“Alright, it’s exactly what it looks like, but I have a good reason. Just let me explain.” My eyebrow raised as I waited. “Just let me explain why I’m here…” “Go ahead.” She quirked back now as she asked. “Really? If Master found out I entered his vault without asking, he’d have killed me.” “I’m not Master; you were dead when we kicked his ass and took over his castle.”

For a brief pause, we just stared at each other before she burst out laughing. “Hahahah! You? You killed Master? Quit the jokes, where is he?” I pho laughed back right in her face. “Hahahah! He’s dead. I fucked him up and sent him back here, then we killed him again! We didn’t kill him once; we did it twice!” Albeit, my dragon wife did it the second time, and I didn’t even mean to kill him the first time, but she didn’t need to know that.

She squinted and asked. “How? I don’t want to say you’re a liar, but… In his castle, in this castle, Master is stronger than all his generals put together.” I smirked in her face as I said. “My enemies tend not to make wise decisions around me. He came and challenged us away from his castle and defenses. By the time we killed him the first time, most of his defenses were gone from one of my wives breaking in.”

I leaned down, getting inches away from the ghost as I asked. “Now, what are we going to do with the little thief who broke in and tried to steal my gold?” She looked mad at me. “Steal? I haven’t taken a single gold coin out of this room; in fact, most of it was here because of me. Master may have deemed the previous civilization’s currency a redundant waste, but I certainly didn’t.”

“That still doesn’t answer my question. What am I going to do with you?” She looked down at herself before saying. “Well… I’m already naked; maybe we work out a deal where I become your financial advisor, and I let you fuck me?” It wasn’t the first time I thought about it, but that brought up the real question. “How would that work?”

She pulled herself out of the coins. She was shorter than most of my wives, but still had an attractive body. Not as slender as Olivia, but not as big-breasted as Silk, her body resembled that of an elf more than a human… Just not an elf like Cherry because she was fucking stacked for an elf. She grabbed my hand, and I felt her. Her body was freezing, but we could touch.

I couldn’t help but ask. “I thought humans couldn’t touch ghosts; I thought you could phase through most objects.” “Yeah, that’s normally the case. For most humans, I could be able to phase through them, even possess them if they’re weak enough. The same goes for objects, but if an object is dense enough, or a person has a high enough endurance, I’m tangible to them. That’s why I love gold so much.”

She picked up a handful, and the coins slowly passed through her fingers, sending a shiver down her spine. “They’re just the right weight to be mostly tangible to me, but if I move fast enough, or put in a little force, they can phase through me, and at that point, phasing actually lets my body feel normal for a short while.” I’d have to learn more about what a ghost was capable of, but right now, all the blood was rushing straight to my dick.

She knew it too; her body was already rubbing against mine, and I could feel her cold body reaching me through my clothes, her leg pressing into my ballsack and giving it a pleasantly cool feeling. As she clung to me, I started stripping off my clothes. If I were more aware of my surroundings, I might have asked where hers were, or how she could cloth/uncloth herself, but that was a question for when my little head wasn’t controlling me.

Before I knew it, I was fully naked, and she wanted this as much as I did, because she wasted no time jumping right on my dick, impaling herself. She let out a grunt as the feeling was incredibly pleasant and unique. Instead of an intense heat, my member was wrapped in a pleasant, wet coolness. Hours later, Cherry wondered why I had stayed in the treasure vault when I had just gone down to deposit some more coins.

She came in and heard the loud moans of the ghost coming from the back end of the room. The towers of gold she used to hide from us this whole time had been knocked over at some point during our lovemaking, so I was fucking her out in the open with vision directly to the door if someone came in. I pumped another orgasm into her, watching as the liquid clung to her insides for a brief moment before it finally sank through her body and onto the coins.

Cherry yelled out. “What the hell? Why are you fucking the ghost who tried to kill us?” I smiled as I sped up, drawing even louder moans from the now demure ghost underneath me. “Aggressive business negotiations. But I think judging by the things she’s said, she’s one of your sister wives now… By the way, what’s your name?”

She answered, so fuck drunk she wasn’t aware of how insane it was that we had been fucking for hours without either of us knowing the other's name. “Greed! And I agree. If you fuck me like this, I’ll agree to whatever you want!” She orgasmed again, spraying ectoplasm all over the front of me as I looked back at Cherry. “See, ectoplasm is a pretty expensive alchemy reagent; even now she’s making us money.”

Bonus Chapter 03

Over the course of my somewhat short life, I learned one thing. People are stupid, like, really, REALLY stupid. So, it didn’t come as much of a shock when the Eastern kingdom decided that since we got rid of the undead(the thing they built a wall to protect themselves from), our kingdom was now easy pickings. Now, I wasn’t sure why they thought the group that was able to wipe out the group they were protecting themselves from much more easily. I’d never know, because I had a functioning brain.

The Emperor sent over a thousand troops, and only a quarter of them made it back because they stumbled across Tems, Silk, and the rest of their party while they were still searching the rest of the territory for other undead stragglers they missed. Instead of cutting his losses and trying to make a trade pact, he doubled down. This time, sending twenty-five hundred men, this time, they made it to a city, but once again, fell unlucky as the remnants of the undead army finally attacked, and instead of attacking the well-defended city, they attacked the troops, causing almost mutual destruction of both forces…

Now, do you think they are done being complete morons? Of course not; he tripled down and doubled the troops he sent again. This time, Mara was sick of it and wiped out a good chunk of the army before they retreated. Finally, once they saw we were capable of defending ourselves, they wanted to form a trade pact. My wives were half tempted to wipe out the upper echelons; killing their Emperor would be easier than killing the undead lich after all, especially since we could sneak our way all the way up to his castle and just brute force our way to the throne.

It was Cherry and Cynthia who made the best argument for why we shouldn’t do that. It was over the fact that we were already leading a city in the western continent, and now had to run a city in the south. Killing their Emperor might sound like a good idea on account of how stupid he was, but we’d either end up as the rulers there too, or the kingdom would never want to do business with us again… So, playing nice until we got a better foothold and backers in the Eastern territories in case he does something stupid again was something we needed to do before killing him.

Of course, every kingdom's go-to move was to send their daughters to me to form a marriage pact. Now, in terms of looks, I’d say this kingdom has it better than the Western one. As much as I loved Cynthia, she had to grow into her body and break plenty of bad habits with food, because the noble aesthetic was petite women. It was almost every single noble as well, while the Eastern Kingdoms were a lot more mixed… They tended toward another aesthetic instead… The biggest tits and fattest asses they could possibly get, apparently.

Once again, when I was carted out in front of the princesses who wanted to join with me, there was only a handful; no one wanted to link their fate to an unknown, after all. But out of the five choices, only two stood out to me. Helga, a busty mature woman who actually wasn’t the Emperor’s daughter, but his two-hundred-year-old sister, and Octavia, the youngest of the group, just like Cynthia.

She reminded me of her, except instead of blonde hair like Cynthia, she had green. For some reason, I almost picked her just on her hair color alone, then he let them both move in and get to know me… And the decision was made for me, because Helga didn’t plan on being anything but the matriarch, and told Tems such, in a not-so-happy way, that she would entice me, get me under her thumb, then completely change the dynamic of the harem… And Tems did the expected thing; she almost punched her head off.

She stopped just short of killing her, but even then, it almost restarted the war(which would last the length of us wiping out the Emperor and his forces). The Emperor was actually chill the few times I met him. Still, because of the entrenched politics, many of his choices were glossed over; the attack on our land was done by a separate faction, and we had almost completely decimated them, making it easier for the king to claw back some power. However, it would still be a long road ahead of him.

Just like the Western Kingdom, the Eastern Kingdom had a real retard of a leader just up until about a hundred years ago, when he was slain by the colosseum champion. The champion didn’t even flee. Any force sent to deal with him, who wanted to get payback for the previous Emperor, was killed as well, and it only took happening a handful of times for everyone to catch on and stop trying to avenge the Emperor for brownie points, because it would only end in unnecessary losses for their own faction.

If I gave a fuck about this Empire, I might have helped him out, but after taking Octavia home to the south, I was going to avoid visiting them again unless I was forced to for some reason. We just had too much to do here to worry about everyone else's problems. Octavia fell into her role quickly as Cynthia’s helper. It was odd to see them working together, like a mother teaching her daughter, or an older version of herself teaching someone she used to be. The only real difference was that she was skinny because she disliked the food of her kingdom.

The food they had was fine, but just like the Western Kingdom, all the farmers tended to lean more toward higher yield and faster return rather than higher quality, and Octavia was a vegetarian. Once she started eating plenty of the higher-quality foods, her body ballooned deliciously. She also had never eaten high-quality eggs, honey, milk, or cheese.

At the same time, because the ground was so much more fertile, we were developing more and more legendary fruit every single year. She went from a petite little thing to a thick queen resembling her aunt in a matter of months. Our connection was possibly the slowest to ever develop as well, just because of how busy I was. The few times we met, we were also surrounded by other women or my children.

Finally, with the help of Cynthia, we got time to be alone together. It was the first time I saw someone want to fuck me so desperately since Silk went into her first heat with Tems and me. What was meant to be a few hours set aside for us quickly became a day, then two, as we just kept fucking. Her, because of the desperation she felt trying to make her place more solid here; me, because of the novelty of another wife. Most things were better when they were new, after all.

But, of course. All good things had to come to an end, and I was honestly surprised by how long she lasted. Most of my wives were waiting their turn now, but my eyebrows shot up when I saw who was the first to approach. Cynthia wanted to turn our sexathon into a threesome, and I was happy to oblige. Cynthia mainly kept to herself. The few orgies we did have, she was the first to tap out and get back to leading, so it was a surprise for her to step in like this, but it was clear after a while that she was trying to mark her place.

Doing things she normally wouldn’t, almost showing off how skilled she was in the bedroom, which she never did, all to show Octavia that there was no slacking around here. As much as there wasn’t a hierarchy, it was clear to see that I preferred some of my wives more than the others. The amount of sex I had with Tems could almost rival the rest of them put together, after all. I wouldn’t let any feel unwanted. As horny as I was, I could tell I was just about at my limit for women I could take without the entire thing collapsing. So, I’d wait. It would be years before I took another… Unless someone really stood out to me, of course…

Bonus Chapter 04

Edith’s Point of View

My life… Sucked. Being a nun allowed me to have pull in any town or village I joined. The problem was that I was weak. For most of my entire life, I only wanted one thing: to secure the future of my children. Because of the process of helping those select their jobs once they came of age, I got access to most people's classes.

I wanted an adventurer as a husband, someone who would strengthen the class pool my children would get, but I wasn’t looking for just any adventurer. If he were a frontliner, someone at constant risk of being killed, I didn’t want him; my eye then turned toward the power I wanted most, magecraft. My husband had to have a mage class because it would pair extremely well with my own high spiritual capacity, and I wouldn’t have to worry about him coming home with scars all over his body, ruining his appeal.

Except, every single time I shacked up with a mage boy, every time I gave him all my savings to help him get through the beginning levels… He’d leave me. It happened over and over again, and with how well-known my intentions for a mage husband were, many began to show up in my town if they thought that they had a good chance at becoming a mage, even though they didn’t plan on staying with me either, using me as a jumping-off point into an actual successful adventurer career.

It culminated with one boy stringing me along for years, only for me to find out that the entire time, he had another girlfriend who became a wife and was already pregnant with his child. That day, I made such a scene that I was kicked out of the city, and it was also the start of my nightmare, because my reputation followed me everywhere I went.

From there, I was looked at with disdain. I had no idea how it happened, but every few months, a year at most, everyone would find out about my proclivity toward mage classes, and that I was willing to ‘throw myself like a common whore’ at them, giving my everything if they just played the part. Every single time I moved, it was only a matter of time before those rumors spread again.

I was fine with going along like this, except I wasn’t getting any younger, and my class did nothing to slow down the progress of my age. I barely had any points in endurance besides the few I gained over the years; I might not even live to a hundred, and I would only be able to give birth for half that long. Then the worst happened: many cities kicked me out when they found out what I was doing, making it far harder to find quality men.

Over and over again, I was kicked out, until no cities would take me in, then no towns, then only a handful of villages, those small enough not to care about my past, because having a single nun to help their children acquire their class was worth the risk of a cougar sinking her claws into one of their children. But no village had the numbers to guarantee a mage every time, and those rumors… Any freshly minted mage was wary of having anything to do with me…

So I left. I left the country, moving to a new land to the south, where I was hoping to get my chance. The chance to produce children who would be powerful…

…

I was walking with my children from the park we played at back to the castle when I spotted someone who looked familiar. Except that couldn’t be the case, because the woman I had remembered wasn’t a common beggar on the streets with patchwork clothes and nothing else. Even now, I could recognize that raven-black hair and massive tits from any angle.

Sure, they were older. She was right on the verge of sagging, which would be the case in another year or two, especially if she’d fallen on hard times to the point she was out here begging. I approached her; she was just sitting there, not even jingling the coin jar in front of her, just looking depressed as I blocked the sun on her face. She looked up from her dazed state, and our eyes met.

They widened in surprise, but the expected recognition of her remembering never happened, as she stammered out. “M-my king! I’m so sorry to clog your streets with my body, but… Anyone can fall on hard times.” As expected, if she recognized me, I doubted she could hold back from yelling out, ‘You’re the farmer!’ but she didn’t.

I spoke to the maids helping me with my children. “Go ahead of me. I’ll be in shortly.” I created a chair out of thin air with the resources I had access to, with the city dungeon I created, before sitting in front of her. “So… Tell me, why is a beauty like you sitting on the street?” And she did so, how her life turned out, how it improved so much moving here… Then, she was kicked out of the church because she was ‘too old’ and thus, most children turned adults went to other lines than hers.

I couldn't care less; I had seen her in action all the way back then, and knew what she was about. Careful questioning led me to believe that she didn’t have children, and most of the men she slept with were also on the smaller side because of their classes. With that knowledge, I took her to an inn, got a good meal in her, then fucked the brakes off that bitch.

Truth be told, I always found her insanely attractive. Even as she aged, I still found her body almost as attractive as Cherry’s. At least before I had sex with Cherry and her stats improved, the changes to this Nun’s body weren’t as pronounced, but mainly because of how late her endurance shot up. She might only live three hundred years now, which(barring any unforeseen circumstances like assassination) would make her my shortest-lived wife.

Slamming home one last time, shooting out everything I had, I felt content, like the bookend of a story. Starting with one of the first women who started me out on this journey, I looked over at her dazed expression. Even with the sudden boost to her stats, I was still incredibly overwhelming in the bedroom, as I said. “You know, we’ve met before today.”

She looked at me, confused, before asking. “Oh, if I met someone as handsome as you, I think I’d have remembered.” Chuckling, I went on to explain. “Funnily enough, you were the one who gave me my class.” She looked at me in shock, her pussy still oozing my cum as she sat up abruptly, her tits bouncing as she did so. “What!? When, how? I don’t remember you at all?”

Smirking, I went on to explain. “Yep, all the way back then, I couldn’t help but stare at these beautiful tits. I jacked off more than a few times thinking about you; crazy how you ended up here.” I sighed in contentment as I went on to explain. “I ended up with the farmer class. You actually yelled at me to get out of the line because I thought it was such a disappointing class to get. I went out of my way not to get it after all. Funnily enough, that’s not my class anymore. Now that you're my woman, and I know your goal is to have lots of gifted children, I’ll make sure you have at least twenty strong babies.”

We didn’t need to say anything else as I slowly pushed her down and climbed back on top of her. When making babies, you could never be too sure; after all, I think I’d only be satisfied after I pumped another ten loads into her. Let’s see how long it takes this inn to not care that I was king and come kick us out of here because of how loud she was being. I had to find out what she did with her robes… Her, on her knees, praying while she…

It was best not to think such blasphemous thoughts... Reaching another shuddering orgasm, I couldn't help but feel satisfied. The class I thought was useless turned out to be perfectly suited to me, because spreading seeds is what farmers are best at.