The Three Cyclops Sluts (3)
The Three Cyclops Sluts (3)
After plundering the eldest Cyclops sister,
"Haaahng... this is... real sex...!"
"Fuck, it's so good...!"
I took the remaining two.
Both had virgin cunts playing the part of sluts.
But the fact that their hymens were torn by dildos didn't change. A once-broken vessel still shows the cracks even after being pieced back together. Metal dildo or a man's bare cock, they'd still been used.
"Ohhohk...!"
"I think I'm going to get pregnant..."
"P-put it back inside me...!"
Ultimately, I bestowed my semen upon the three sisters.
While the younger sisters kept watch, I took the Cyclopes sisters in turn, and all three of them knelt before the power of a real cock they were tasting for the very first time.
"Now, who's the one you must follow?"
"Lord Zeus... you are."
"Will you rot away for all eternity trapped in Tartarus, fearing Cronus, or will you join me on my journey to crush Cronus's cock?"
"We will aid you!!"
The three sisters prostrated themselves before me.
I hadn't been seeking a loyalty ritual, but the mere fact that they had knelt and bowed before my cock was encouraging enough.
"Enough. Don't stand on ceremony, be at ease. I'm not the chief god yet. Heh heh."
The three sisters exchanged glances, then smirked and buried their faces against my cock.
"From now on, I'll work for Zeus. Haaum, but until then... we can really relax?"
"Ultra-thick cock, loyal loyal."
"To bury Cronus in this place."
The three sisters kissed my cock and swore vengeance against Cronus.
"Haaahng, the sex was nice and all..."
"Even if it hadn't been sex, we'd have been fine as long as we could have revenge on Cronus."
"...But now, if only for Zeus's cock, we absolutely have to eliminate Cronus."
Likely, their resolve to take revenge on Cronus had come first, and they mingled flesh with me afterward, but through this sex, the bond with the Cyclopes sisters was undeniably solidified further.
"Then make our weapons for us now."
"You suddenly speaking casually—it's fucking hot. Want to try swearing, too...?"
"Swearing?"
The Cyclopes sisters looked up at me, eyes glittering.
"...He's going to swear at us...?"
The five younger sisters behind them swallowed audibly, looking on with expectant eyes.
Swearing, huh.
'I messed that up once for no reason and broke up with my girlfriend.'
She'd asked me to swear at her while I was pounding her from behind, so I did.
-Fucking bitch tastes so damn good. How much have you been playing with your pussy, huh?
-What? Fucking bitch? You son of a bitch...!
She'd asked me to swear, so I did, but in the end, that very swearing was why the relationship ended.
But now it's different.
'Because I'm Zeus.'
Thump, thump thump.
I tapped my cock against the foreheads of the three sisters and pointed toward the forge.
"Stop fluttering your cunt flaps and get to making the weapons that'll crack Cronus's skull, my personal cum-dumpsters."
"...So cool."
The three sisters' eyes sparkled at my profanity.
"So fucking sexy. I think I just creamed myself, sis."
"Personal cum-dumpster... Hngk, it feels degrading but it feels good... He said I'm his personal one."
"Do you have any harsher insults?"
"The spunk-catchers sure have a lot to say. Can't you hurry up and go make them?"
"...So cool."
They seemed to prefer rough treatment, working as they did in a forge, so I turned somewhat vulgar, and the three of them appeared rather pleased by it.
Was this the Tartarus sensibility?
I have no idea.
Swearing had been a regular part of my past life; my keyboard and fingers had been a storm of every kind of profanity, but doing it in person in this life still felt a bit strange.
"Brother..."
My younger sisters, who hadn't often seen this side of me, seemed a little shocked.
"Was that... strange?"
"No, it was really... it was something something."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's awkward to put into words... but I liked it."
Fortunately, as I'd expected, the younger sisters showed no particular rejection.
"When you say we're your personal ones, it feels kind of strange."
"It feels kind of slutty but also not...?"
"Does that make us your personal spunk-catchers too?"
"No, you're different."
The term slut was for the three sisters who'd given their virginity to something like a dildo; my younger sisters, who had so innocently given me everything from their first kiss to their first sex, were a different case.
"What's different?"
"You could become the mothers of my children, so I wouldn't use such terms for you. Though... if you take pleasure in hearing that sort of thing, I'll say it more."
I clasped the hands of Demeter and Hestia, who were nearest.
"Do you two... want to hear it?"
"...If it's just to the level of being your personal spunk-catcher."
"The word 'personal' carries a lot of meaning. Being a spunk-catcher sounds unpleasant, but when you say I'm your personal one... it makes my lower belly ache. Fufu."
"Glad to hear it. I'll fill you so amply that you'll be belly-heavy for ten months. Same goes for Hades, Poseidon, and Hera. ...Once we bury Cronus here later, you'll all become mothers. Understood?"
"M-mother...?"
Hera's face flushed bright red as she grabbed me by the collar.
"You intend to get us pregnant?!"
"Yeah."
"Yeah? I-is that so..."
Maybe it was because I'd said it so brazenly.
"G-get us pregnant... W-well, I can understand that. Since it's you. Mm. Pregnant..."
Hera nodded, flustered, and backed away.
"...Are we really going to have children? Really...?"
"Yeah. I was planning on about five each, not just one."
"Five? One for each...?"
"Five per person?"
Already, the children Hera was fated to bear numbered two: Ares and Hephaestus.
Besides that, Demeter was also destined to have a fine daughter named Persephone.
If the children ordained by fate must be born, then it's only natural that I must work my hips diligently to bring about their birth.
It amounted to turning Olympus, a massive power, into a group run by relatives, but what did it matter?
My own children would end up occupying the seats of the Twelve Olympians, after all.
"You don't want to? Then only those who wish to bear children will."
"There's no way I wouldn't want to."
Fortunately, public opinion was favorable.
"Who are the ones you want to make bear children?"
"All of you."
"You're insane."
Hera gritted her teeth in an exasperated voice.
"Brother, are you going to take us all as your wives and all that?"
"Well... it's not impossible. But I'd have to accumulate achievements to match."
Clang, claaang, clang.
The sound of hammers striking rang pleasantly behind me.
I gazed at the three Cyclopes focusing on making weapons, starting with my own, and thought.
If I borrowed the power of the weapons they forge, could I defeat Cronus?
"...Whoa."
The visual said yes.
A mace.
A mace the exact same color as my hair, looking so solid and vicious it seemed like it would crack anyone's skull if I swung it.
"As expected of Gaia's children."
In but a few hours, the three women had crafted weapons as quick as a snap.
"This one is Lady Poseidon's."
"This one is for Lady Hades."
"Whoa... insane."
The Cyclopes handed a golden trident to Poseidon.
And to Hades, they handed a white veil.
"...Huh?"
"Why isn't mine a weapon?"
"Watching you, Lady Hades, we could tell you seem to use other powers rather than fighting on the front lines."
The Cyclopes draped the veil over Hades's head.
It called to mind the image of a bride-to-be, and my cock stiffened up once more.
"Ta-da."
"...What changes?"
"Put on the veil and focus your power. Then something will change, you'll see?"
"..."
Shhhk.
Hades vanished in an instant.
Seeing that, I realized what that veil was.
'An invisibility cloak?'
I could definitely sense Hades's scent, but she was invisible.
Clearly she was simply hiding her body; to confirm it, I reached out my hand.
"Kyaah?!"
"Mm, it's Hades alright."
I groped at the empty air.
Outwardly it looked for all the world like I was moving my hands around in empty space, but I could plainly feel Hades's form.
"B-Brother, that place is..."
"Where are you touching her?!"
Hera flew into a rage and rushed toward me.
"I don't dislike it... but you still shouldn't touch her like that!"
"It's, it's not that I shouldn't... I was just startled, that's all."
"Unni!!"
Hera's check failed.
I tapped with my hand where I'd been touching Hades, and she reappeared.
Swoooosh.
"Where exactly was I touching, you ask?"
I pointed to the hand resting on Hades's now-visible body.
My hand was holding Hades's stomach, and her face had flushed bright red.
"To grab a woman's stomach like that..."
"She says she's fine with it. Or should I touch your stomach too, Hera?"
"Yes!"
"..."
"...Ah, I mean, uh, e-euung? The words just slipped out!!"
Hera averted her eyes from me and fled to the side.
But I instantly caught her and lifted her into my arms.
"Still, instead of your stomach, can I touch somewhere else?"
"Wh-where are you trying to touch?!"
"Your pussy."
Squelch.
Holding Astrape in one hand, I pushed the fingers of my other hand inside Hera's pussy.
"Ooh...!"
"Fuck, this is lit."
The Cyclopes cheered at me for suddenly shoving my fingers into Hera.
"H-hah, putting it in so suddenly, hnngh..."
I focused all my strength into my fingers, concentrating on Hera's pussy.
A powerful force transmitted from Astrape, and I spread it through my body to the fingers I had inside Hera's pussy.
And then.
Zzzt.
"!!!"
Pshhh.
Hera came in an instant.
She sprayed her fluids and came so easily that she would have collapsed right there if I hadn't been thrusting into her pussy with my hand.
"Wh-what on earth..."
Even Demeter, who hastily moved to support her from the side, turned pale.
Hera's face was more undone than when she'd first received a creampie.
"Oh... I didn't know it would actually be possible."
"Brother, what on earth did you do?!"
"What did I do. I applied my authority a little."
The authority of 'Lightning' that the Cyclopes had granted to Astrape.
I sublimated it with my own power and used it anew.
As if the Zeus within my body had heard the use for that power and actively cooperated, I was able to precisely exercise my authority on Hera.
"Ecstasy."
By using lightning's electricity to spread a very faint electrical signal, I could make one's entire body ring with a thrilling jolt.
They say Chaos accomplishes what you desperately wish for, and I had succeeded in handling Astrape's lightning with extreme delicacy.
This was talent.
"What... is that?"
"A technique that forcibly brings a woman to climax."
It's a word meaning climax, but the very moment you say it in English, it becomes a technique name that sounds like something impressive.
Wasn't a 9th-circle magic like Meteor just 'meteorite' originally, anyway?
"Anyone want to experience it?"
"..."
That day.
With just my fingers, I sent eight of them over the edge.
They said it lacked the bliss of having one's belly filled with a little baby via creampie, but in terms of gaining the pleasure and enjoyment of one session of sex with fingers alone, it was truly a cost-effective delight.
"Thank you, Cyclopes. I shall certainly crack Cronus's skull."
"Haaahng..."
The Cyclopes sat collapsed in the puddle they'd made below, raising their thumbs toward me.
And so.
Having received our weapons from the Cyclopes, we scoured Tartarus to rescue others.
"You desire to borrow our strength, do you?"
"Then find the 'real' one among us."
"Bet it'll be hard?"
There, we could see one hundred and fifty identically shaped women.
Fifty heads and a hundred eyes, like dolls.
Seeing those dolls arrayed in three variants, a chill ran down my spine.
"...You want me to find the real ones among all these?"
"Why? Think you can't?"
"..."
3 out of 150.
Out of the 150 dolls, I had to find the true bodies of the three Hecatoncheires sisters.
Fifty heads.
A hundred eyes.
...And fifty pussies.
'And one hundred and fifty virgins.'
Totally doable.