What It Means to Build a Harem (1)
In the end, I went all out with Yustitia too, filling up a solid two full days.
Of course, it wasn't quite like with Lilith, where I'd chugged those stamina boosters and pounded away nonstop without a break, or with Hoaran, where I'd kept my dick up the whole time through her heat and suffered for it.
There was some nosebleeding, and with Yustitia—or me—we'd crash out from exhaustion, rest a bit, then pick right back up, so the strain was a little less, I guess.
But still, every time I recovered, she'd squeeze me dry again, so it was no fucking joke how tiring it got.
Even so.
We somehow made it to the end.
Even if it meant a six-day marathon that burst my nosebleeds wide open.
But yeah, somehow, Lilith, Hoaran, and now Yustitia too.
All three of them were mine now.
"Mmm..."
I glanced at the ring properly fitted on the ring finger of Yustitia, who had her left hand on my chest and had finally passed out for real, claiming she was too sleepy to go on. Then I pulled out my dick, which was still limp and buried inside her.
Schlurp...♡
"Nngh...♡"
Even though she'd already milked me so much that it was dangling uselessly, pulling it out of Yustitia's pussy was still a pain in the ass. The moment I tried, it clamped down hard, like nope, you're staying, making it a real struggle to yank free.
Pop♡
But I managed it somehow.
Anyway, after safely extracting my dick, I carefully unwound Yustitia's tail from around my thigh.
"Mmm, nngh..."
She didn't even stir, just kept sleeping soundly through it all.
She must've been really wiped out.
But fuck, I was even more exhausted.
For real.
How much sleep did I even get over those six days...?
Excluding the times I basically blacked out and collapsed, the only shut-eye I got was those three hours on Hoaran's lap pillow, I think.
And even the rests during sex with Yustitia—or while I was sleeping—were basically with my dick still plugged in, so calling it "rest" is a stretch.
I'd wake up sometimes because shit felt weird mid-ejaculation.
Thanks to Yustitia's dragon pussy creampie-ing me even in her sleep, "resting" wasn't really resting at all.
Anyway, point is, this wrapped everything up for now.
So... today, no matter what, I'm crashing hard.
For real.
I'm gonna do jack shit and lounge around all day.
That said...
"...Not hungry at all."
I'd kinda suspected it before, but now it was crystal clear.
Almost a whole week, and all I'd "eaten" were those stamina boosters I chugged like crazy during sex with Lilith. No hunger whatsoever...
Looked like from now on, sex alone was enough to keep me fueled—no actual food needed.
Satyros could sub meals with essence, succubi too.
I'd still gotten hungry before, but whatever succubus powers I picked up from Lilith must've cranked that up big time.
Now, if my stamina could just keep up, I'd basically have infinite energy for fucking.
Not that I had that kinda stamina, and hell, I'm human—sex feels great and all, but I'm not trying to go infinite.
For now, though, I'll keep this on the down-low.
Feels like spilling it would lead to trouble.
I try not to hide shit from the girls, but my gut says keep this secret.
Ugh.
I stretched my aching back a little.
"...Gonna wash up first."
Real talk, these past few days were nothing but sex—no showers or anything—so my whole body was sticky as hell.
I'll clean up, down the last of Ariadd's sap that's about gone, then flop around and chill all day. With that plan, I grabbed a fresh blanket for the soundly sleeping Yustitia, tucked her in, and left the room.
"...Finally out, huh."
And bam, first thing, I ran into Lilith right outside the bedroom.
I flinched hard, and she scowled at me.
"What the fuck's that reaction?"
"...What reaction."
"You just flinched when you saw me."
"...Didn't."
I totally did, but I said it anyway.
Couldn't exactly admit I'd just barely finished, was planning to veg out all day, and flinched because she was waiting for me like a damn ambush.
Too embarrassing to say that shit.
Though if she pushed for round whatever, I'd swallow my pride and beg for a pass, just once.
Another go with Lilith right now? I'd straight-up die.
No boosters left—wouldn't end with just nosebleeds this time, guaranteed.
So, while she was staring me down, I beat her to the punch.
"Anyway, where's everybody? House feels empty."
I'd clocked that it was just her here, so I asked.
"Hmph... So, the bitch right in front of you isn't enough—you're more curious about the others?"
Oh.
"Huh? Four days since I've seen you, and the first words out your mouth are 'where're the others?' Huh? Huh? Huh? Hey, Hanjo."
Then she grabbed my cheek and yanked.
"Ow."
Hard as fuck.
It stretched so far I wondered how the hell cheeks could elongate like that.
"Say something, huh?"
It hurt like a bitch.
"Your Body Checker flashed red as hell, so I dropped everything and rushed back. You and Yustitia still holed up—had to hold myself back from busting the door down. If it hadn't gone back to normal midway—"
Yeah.
Well.
"Sorry."
That's all I had.
Realized too late my Body Checker must've been screaming—alerts would've hit her too.
Having seen dispensers drop dead from overwork daily, she'd have freaked hard hearing about me.
We'd confessed, she'd accepted—just a week later? She'd think she was about to be a widow. No wonder she panicked.
Still...
"But I won this time!"
"...You say that shit now? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? You little fuck?"
My cheek stretched again.
Long-ass yank, then she pinched hard before sighing and letting go.
"...This time, you're off the hook."
"Yeah."
Gotta be more careful next time—no more cheek-pinching from Lilith.
I rubbed my probably beet-red cheek and said,
"So, where'd they go?"
"You... Fuck it. Hoaran, Karmine, and Karura went shopping. Left a while ago—should be back soon."
Shopping?
All three together?
They bonding while I was out?
Okay, shopping together doesn't scream besties, but still.
But...
"They all went shopping—why'd you stay behind?"
She hemmed and hawed, then mumbled,
"...I can only make sandwiches. And... not even well."
Sandwiches? What's wrong with—
"Sandwiches are sandwiches—what's there to make well or not?"
Her face soured like I'd hit a nerve.
"...You're the weird one!"
Wait, when did I—
"Oh."
Right.
That lopsided, kinda fucked-up sandwich from the day I got discharged after the terrorist bullshit post-hospital.
"That... was made by you, Lilith?"
"...Yeah. So what? Sorry I'm such a shit cook, making weird crap."
Ah, so that's it.
Didn't know why she'd been pissed then, or why Hoaran gave me that look. Puzzle solved.
Way too late, but whatever.
"...Sorry."
Keep apologizing today.
Vibe got awkward too.
"Hmph..."
She looked pissed remembering it. I was about to soothe her—say it tasted good despite the looks—when
Ding-dong.
Front door opened. Hoaran, Karmine, Karura back from shopping, arms loaded with bags.
"Hanjo, you're finally out!"
Hoaran beamed at me.
"My lord, it's been too long."
Karura didn't grin like that, but her wings twitched happily as she spoke.
And then Karmine hopped straight into my arms, shoes half-off.
"Ye's Hero! At last we meet again! I've awaited thee long!"
Her tail wagged like crazy.
I stared at Karmine, joy radiating from every inch of her.
But...
Why the fuck.
I took a deep breath, looked again.
Those long, perky ears twitching on her head, tail thrashing side to side at mach speed, and that super cute outfit—whoever picked it nailed it.
Up to there? Fine.
Not the clothes I'd bought her, but goddamn cute anyway. She was adorable as hell.
Problem was, it was just cute.
"Karmine...?"
"Hm? What is it, Ye's Hero!"
She'd been nuzzling my chest; now she peeked up at me.
I tried to ask what the hell happened, but words stuck.
Had to.
Why.
Why'd she shrink again?
I couldn't wrap my head around Karmine being a kid again.
Last I knew, she'd lost her divinity but got her original bombshell pharaoh body back—big tits, fat ass, the works.
Why back to pint-sized?
What the actual fuck...?
"Hm, indeed. As Hoaran said! Ye's Hero is entranced by how cute I am."
No.
She is cute.
Super fucking cute.
But that's not why I was losing it.
It was just...
"...Where'd my titties go?"
Where.
My titties.
Those big, glorious Karmine tits and ass—gone. Kid mode again. Couldn't process, so my real thoughts blurted out.
"...Calm your ass down?"
Lilith, who'd been sulking over sandwiches, sighed in disbelief. I tried, but
Couldn't.
How the fuck do you calm down? Few days away, and Karmine's a kid again.
Yeah, still cute as hell.
Cute, but...
Then I saw her ears perk up.
Blinking up at me, then they drooped long.
"...Dost thou... dislike this form of mine?"
She looked up, asking softly.
"No, it's not that."
Even kid Karmine—I still loved her.
Looks didn't matter.
Tits could shrink, sure.
Yeah, they can. No clue why, but whatever—shit happens.
Big tits rock, but small ones aren't a dealbreaker.
That's true.
Really think that.
Still, the shock of her massive rack vanishing wouldn't fade.
"Hm, seems Hero finds it lacking... And Yustitia picked such cute clothes for once..."
Yustitia picked the outfit, huh.
No, wait.
"No, seriously, it's not that. You're cute as fuck. Adorable, Karmine. What I said was just..."
Her drooping ears and tail snapped me out; I rushed to reassure her when
"Then, how's this? Ye's Hero."
She started growing. Stretch, stretch...
Blink, and my titties were back.
From kid to milf in seconds.
But clothes didn't grow with her, so now...
Holy shit.
That knee-length skirt on kid her? Now barely clinging to her hips.
Barely—still so short, panties and ass cheeks fully out.
Top was worse.
Her swelling tits burst every button, shirt gaping open, bare boobs spilling free.
Why panties but no bra?
Kid form didn't need one, I guess.
At least she had panties—Narmer didn't even have those back then.
Anyway, adult woman crammed into kid clothes? Straight-up criminal vibes.
Didn't even do anything, but felt like a perv just looking.
"...Is even this displeasing? Ye's Hero?"
I crushed her in a hug, reading her hesitant eyes.
"Nah, fucking perfect."
Then groped my returned titties for all they were worth.
"...Fucking pervert."
Lilith muttered, but right now, Karmine's rack mattered more.