Chapter One

Anger burned through Auniasiiriliiania as she moved through the occupied forests of her homeland.

The impossible had happened. Varimilianiatha had fallen to Fuegin the Inferno. The Black Flame of Nyias and the Razer of Kelias. A cruel and powerful builder who ruled an empire in the west across the Kermon Sea. He had expanded into her people’s lands and somehow defeated the Shield, the barrier that had kept builders out of her lands for thousands of years.

“Stop,” whispered through Auniasiiriliiania’s mind. “Monster girls.”

The elf froze, her long braid of blonde hair swaying down her back. She crouched in her robes of white marked with light-blue runes. She clutched the copper magic symbol she wore around her neck, feeling the piece of a Void Crystal on her that would power her magic.

“Zalag Lul,” she whispered the words to the Light spell.

The magic washed over her as she became invisible, the power drawing on the piece of a Void Crystal she possessed and channeling through her brass medallion to give shape to the spell. The circle on the medallion acted as a shortcut so she didn’t have to draw the full sign and write out the full text.

She had access to Light and Wind magic through her medallion, the elements that she specialized in.
She peered around at the woods. She didn’t see Leala, the hellhound who had spoken to her. The cadre of fire monster girls were around her, guiding her through the woods and Fuegin’s own forces. Auniasiiriliiania belonged to the Company. Led by her lover, the human Therodin, they had found a new way to defeat the builders.

They would use one as their catspaw, building his power to defeat the grave threats to the world: Wai the Drowner, Fuegin the Inferno, and this new rising foe, Leo the False. Through the Binding Collar, an artifact created by the first wielder of the Blessed Blade of Thunder, they had bound the builder Barany to their will and built his power until one day, they had killed a builder who had found a mysterious cave.

A… shrine with the Glyph of Fire floating in the air in the middle of the crystal sphere. A geode.
So she had returned to her homeland to visit her Grandfather, Hauwithialiana, the Chief Sage of the Great Library of Lyrialiasa. He needed to know this information, but… What had happened to her beloved home?

The thought wandered through her mind as she crouched in the brush, ready to unleash her Light and Wind magic to defend herself if her invisibility was penetrated. The hellhounds would give their lives for her, but she was a long way from Barany’s dungeon. It had been weeks and weeks of hard travel to reach here from the south. She would die if she was discovered.

Her heart pounded in her chest.

She did not know how the Shielding had failed. It shouldn’t be possible. It—

A faint rustling drew her attention to the trees above. A form scuttled through it on long, black legs. An arachne, a Level 2 Dark monster girl. With the lower body of a spider and the upper half of a beautiful woman, an arachne was an ambusher. She could fire webbing that could bind Auniasiiriliiania with ease.

She tensed, fearing she would be caught. Arachnes had keen senses. Even invisible, she still breathed. Still had a scent. She could be unmasked easily. Her entire body shook with tension. Almost fear. She thought of Therodin.

How she missed him.

Loved him.

She wanted to reach out to him, ready to send him a telepathic message that she had been exposed and her mission was a failure. To tell him she loved him one last time. Serving a dungeon builder, even one enslaved by her lover, had its perks.

He would never have to wonder what happened to her when she did not return because of it. Still…
She did not want to die. She peered up at the arachne. If the creature found the hellhounds, it would equally be as dangerous. The spider-woman peered down. Her eyes were faceted like a bug’s. Reflecting.

She knows I’m here!

Panic surged through Auniasiiriliiania, but she held it at bay. She was an adventurer. She had plundered many a builder’s dungeon. So the elf breathed slowly and held back her terror as the arachne studied the ground.

Then the creature jumped to the next tree, hardly rustling the branches. She skittered along. Auniasiiriliiania tracked the monster girl’s movement until she vanished from sight. The elf did not move. She waited, unseen, for the creature to be gone.

Another quarter of an hour, which felt like days, passed before Leala whispered, “She’s gone.”

The elf rose, her muscles tense from the crouch. She pressed forward, her protection around her. It would be slow going to reach the Great Library and the capital city of Lyrialiasa, but she had to reach her grandfather.

The Shrine of the Fire Glyph was a mystery that must be unraveled no matter the cost.

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I headed down the street with Maya clinging to my arm, my mind still reeling from what Halia had revealed.

I glanced at Halia as she stood in the doorway with my neighbor, Mrs. Lucina. The black-haired and busty woman came from another world. It was some sort of crazy reverse Isekai story. Instead of the hero going to the fantasy world, the fantasy world came to the hero. Only…

There was a version of me in that fantasy world.

I touched my side where the scar from the lightning strike a few months ago had nearly killed me. I had spent days unconscious and longer in the hospital recovering. In that moment, apparently, a version of me ended up in a fantasy world able to summon monster girls and build a dungeon like in a video game. He—well, me—could also bring copies of women from our world to serve him—me—as monster girl versions of themselves.

Maya was one such version. So was Mrs. Lucina.

They were my lovers in this other world, and now… now some of them were starting to, well, remember wasn’t quite the right word. Have impressions. Knowledge, maybe. Maya was already my girlfriend, but now she was more than willing to share me with the married MILF down the street. I was having threesomes with my girlfriend and a married woman.

Now Halia made it into foursomes.

It was insane.

Hot and insane.

I still did not get any of it as I walked to my high school with Maya. My little sister Garnet walked behind us. She was another of my fantasy-self’s monster girls. Garnet was my lover. My fourteen-year-old sister. It was insane. So was my older sister Crystal. And my mother! It was so wrong. Incest. I felt bewildered thinking about it.

“We’re not getting coffee?” Maya asked innocently. She smiled at me, freckles dusting her cheeks. She was a beautiful cutie. The girl-next-door sort. We had been friends since kids. I supposed everyone thought we would end up together.

I was glad we had. The lightning strike had finally pushed me to ask her out. Life was so short. I wanted to live it, but now…

“Right,” I said, feeling a tad nervous about heading inside, but we stopped by every day.

Terra the barista smiled as we entered. A busty and friendly girl with brassy-brown hair that fell in waves to her shoulders. She wore a green polo that hugged her large breasts. I always liked staring at her tits when buying coffee. I got why the other me had summoned her to serve him.

“Hey there,” she said. “The usual?”

“Yeah,” I said. Terra had no memories of the other world. No idea she was my lover. Neither did my teacher, Ms. Trueno. Nor did my other classmates I had summoned. Hagane, Alizee, and Morana had not… awakened. Nor had my favorite porn star, Nina Naughty, shown up. And it would be wild if Lana Fulmine, my favorite actress from the Jane Dangerous films, arrived at my door to be my lover.
It was all so inane even thinking it could be possible, but…

Halia existed.

She wasn’t from this world at all. She had appeared out of thin air and told me everything. She had died protecting the fantasy me and been led here by a goddess. A goddess the other me had claimed. When he seized the Goddess of Earth, Terra would awaken and become my lover here.

Part of me was very eager for that day. It was all so crazy.

Crazy and wonderful and amazing.

Chapter Two

Siwang stood, his body shaking with nerves.

He wiped the sweat from his hands on a handkerchief, breathing in slowly. Sunlight spilled through a window. That was a rare sight for a dungeon builder. Sunlight. He was in a house in the village of Astovin. Technically, the house was part of a dungeon. Leo’s dungeon.

“It’ll be all right,” Leo said. He wore his gray robes that made him look so much like a wizard even with his youthful face. A tall, young Westerner with dark hair and a handsome smile. “Just breathe, Siwang.”

“Yeah,” said Munjan. He wore black leather pants and a loose, linen shirt like he was David Bowie from that old movie with the puppets. Labyrinth? Siwang had watched a lot of movies lying in his sick bed. “Relax. It’s not like she’ll say no. She’s besotted with you.”

“Of course,” Siwang said, fidgeting. He wore a doublet of black that was buttoned up in the front along with tight-fitting, wool pants called hose. A codpiece adorned the front. The height of fashion in the Kingdom of Myreman according to King Thanitis. “It’s just… Why haven’t the choirs started singing?”

“Because your bride has to be perfect,” Leo said, nodding. He had been married just the other day right before the disaster of the Wind Saint had interrupted the ceremony, killing the Elven King of Kalianiathrastia and nearly ruining Leo’s alliance with the nation.

And the claiming of the Blessed Blade of Wind.

Then the unearthly music of Siwang’s choirs filled the air. The Level 1 Light monster girls made such a beautiful sound. Siwang jumped. His heart raced. This was it. He never thought he would be married. He had died young, lucky to have made it as many years as he had. Now…

He had been given a second lease on life in this fantasy world as a builder. He would help Leo protect the Incarnation and end the cycle of violence of this world. All that paled, though, to this moment. Anji was ready.

It was time to marry his bride.

He stepped out of the house to the Village Green. Once the sight of a horrible battle with Anguin, the Saint of Dark, it was now decorated with poles wrapped in white ribbons. The village and all his monster girls were there, along with Leo’s and Munjan’s. The choirs were at the back, Pisnya, Anhel, Svitinnya, Neba, Kryla, Pera, and Litay singing with all their passion. They all glowed with heavenly light, their dainty, white angel wings folded behind them. They were naked like all monster girls, petite creatures with small breasts. Joy flashed in their sapphire eyes.

His monster girls were at the front of the crowd. His summoned companions with his mother, Xiongbu, at the front. A tall and busty woman who had appeared in this world as a wraith. She possessed black skin, white hair, and long needle fingers. Mist spilled off her, as dark as night. Beside her stood Guang, a lampetia. A curvy woman made of shining light, his favorite teacher. Lei was next, a bronze-skin cyclops with big breasts and a big, blue eye.

He was glad to have her here.

Lei’s lover held her hand. Yinfu, a married woman having a lesbian affair with Lei, had become a gorgeous ifrit with dark-red skin and black hair. She burned with fire, her eyes smoky. She winked at Siwang. He had been shocked to find out that Lei was a lesbian who had seduced several married women in the apartment complex.

On the other side of his mother stood Caihong, his classmate who had become a gorgeous monster girl known as a sarimanok. She had wings decorated with rainbow feathers with matching hair and eyes. She could sing with as much beauty as the choirs. Beside her was the Hong Kong actress Muyang. Siwang’s ice companion was a monster called a dahu, a graceful beauty with goat horns peeking out of her gray hair.

She licked her lips, looking so gorgeous.

Jinzi was a gnome monster girl and another of Lei’s married lovers. A short and busty woman draped in gold chains that she could use as weapons. Next was Shui, a nixie with blue skin and green hair. A friend of his mother, she smiled in such a wicked way. Aunt Tao nodded her head. She was a treant with branches thrusting from her woody head ending in rustling leaves. His last summoned monster girl was Shandian, a deva. Another classmate who had gorgeous, bronze skin and golden wings, her hair crackling with lightning.

Those weren’t his only unique monster girls. He had claimed others from defeated dungeon builders he’d been forced to fight in his service to Leo. Mei the shesha, Tukeni the banshee, Savurma the maenad, Vejra the manticore, Skrige the cyclops, Frosseta the adlet, and Kyuuma the erinys he had gained from defeating Tuerien Ironbane in a bold gambit that had nearly killed him. Kao the sigbin he had gained from a builder named Maké while Kati the rakshasa and Hynderi the pooka he claimed from Bilksem.

With his companions were all his Level 1 monster girls—the lemures, liches, cockatrices, fenghuangs, goblins, red caps, hellhounds, cherfus, pixies, tennyo, wendigos, lamias, oozes, will o’ wisps, devas, and satyrs—and his Level 2 monster girls—the ghosts, unicorns, sphinxes, orcs, salamanders, harpies, yuki-onna, hippocampi, quetzalcoatls, and werebears. He had ten glyphs now, just missing Earth and Dark. He had grown powerful thanks to Leo’s help.

All of Siwang’s monster girls were so happy.

High Priestess Lysila wore her blue robes. She would marry him. She smiled at him as he joined her at the front. Leo and Munjan stood to his side, his groomsmen. He watched down the aisle to the house at the far end of the green where Anji readied herself.

He drew in a deep breath. The choirs’ song changed.

Anji appeared.

Siwang exhaled at the sight of his black-haired village girl. She wore a white dress with a gauzy veil draped over her face. She walked forward with flowers in hand, looking so stately. So ethereal. His bride drifted to him almost upon a cloud. Siwang’s heart raced. Time seemed to slow as he drank in the details of her dress.

It was embroidered with white flowers across the bodice that drew eyes to his bride’s modest bosom. Pearls gleamed down the front and around the cuffs. More adorned her skirt. Her green eyes shone behind the gauzy veil along with her smile that dimpled her cheeks. His heart raced.
She finally reached him, extending her delicate hand.

He took it, her fingers so warm. So full of life.

The choirs’ song ended as the couple turned to Priestess Lysila, High Priestess of the Lady of Water. The human woman, one of Leo’s lovers, smiled, her blue eyes full of delight. A silver circlet adorned her brow, her black hair falling long down her back.

“Two streams winding to the sea meet each other and merge their flows,” she said, her voice ringing with joy. “They grow stronger together. Feeding each other. Uniting as one. So shall Siwang and Anji unite their flows and merge into one flesh, leaving their mother and father to care for each other. To love each other. To support each other.”

Siwang squeezed Anji’s hands as Priestess Lysila spoke of love. Of marriage. Of a husband’s duty to protect his wife. A wife’s duty to submit to her husband. Sometimes, their marriage would flow smoothly down the banks of life, and other times would crash over rocky rapids. Hard times when the couple would have to remember to love and support each other.

Finally, the sermon came to an end.

“Do you, Siwang, vow to love, defend, and provide for Anji as your bride?” asked the priestess.

“I do,” Siwang said, feeling such confidence. He had such love for his bride.

“Do you, Anji, vow to love, support, and submit to Siwang as your groom?”

“I do,” Anji said, her voice ringing with such passion.

“You are both now flowing toward the same destination, the great ocean in which all lives empty themselves. Travel together in harmony. In the name of Lady Ninli, I unite you as man and wife.”

Siwang lifted his bride’s veil and claimed her lips in a kiss. Her slender arms wrapped around him as she kissed him. Applause burst from the monster girls and the villagers. Songs rang out. Screeches and neighs echoed. Growls roared out in delight. He heard none of it as he loved his bride.

His wife.

She melted to him, clinging to him. It was so wonderful to make out with her like this. She tasted so sweet. Felt so wonderful. His arms held her to him. Her tongue played with his. She was his bride. He had to claim her.

Love her.

He scooped her up in his arms, her body so light. She giggled as he held her, her black hair spilling nearly to the ground. He carried her through the aisle and the cheering monster girls and villagers. Mayor Bevlin beamed at Siwang. Anji’s parents were so happy. Seeds were thrown by the people to bless their union.

He crossed the green to the entrance to his dungeon. He had long since brought the entrance of his dungeon into Astovin so he could be defended by Leo’s power. He entered his domain, feeling at home in the unlit halls. His monster girls flooded in behind him to a large room he had created for this day with a bed at the center. Four posts with gauzy curtains of white tied back. White blankets and pillows adorned it.

His monster girls spilled around him, the choirs singing again while the devas danced. Sphinxes roared. Goblins cheered. Werebears snarled. He carried Anji to the bed, his companions forming a circle around it, the other monster girls celebrating beyond. Unicorns neighed and ghosts moaned.

Already, the orgy had begun. Horny monster girls of all sorts fell on each other. Oozes melted into will o’ wisps. Satyrs pounced on orcs and cockatrices. They gasped and moaned as he set his bride on the bed.

“My Lord Husband,” breathed Anji as he stood over her. “Take me.”

He grinned and unstrapped the codpiece. His bride watched with such heat in her green eyes as he undid his doublet. He worked the buttons one by one until he opened the velvet coat. He dropped it, revealing his bare chest. He had grown strong in this world. Muscular. Not emaciated. Not silky.
Healthy.

On his chest, the ten glyphs marked the ten elements he controlled, Death at the center. His native power. The one he had been given by the Incarnation when she summoned him to this world. Anji almost became the Incarnation to him, so now it was Anji he wanted to protect more than anything.

To love and cherish.

His wife.

He shoved off his hose. His cock popped out and bobbed before him. Anji licked her lips as he crawled onto the bed, ready to take her hard. He throbbed as he slid his hands up her body to her bodice. He felt her small breasts through her dress. He had to strip her of it.

She smiled at him as he worked down the pearl buttons of the back of her dress. She sat there as he finished and peeled her dress off her shoulders, revealing her pale skin. Her modest breasts appeared. Small boobs topped by hard, pink nipples.

He cupped her little titties. He massaged them as she groaned, lying back and squirming in her dress. He kneaded those adorable breasts, her nipples so hard. He leaned over and captured a pink one in his mouth. He suckled on her.

“Siwang!” she gasped. “My husband.”

He felt his monster girls watching. He enjoyed their eyes on him as he loved his bride’s nipple. Her hard nub felt so right in his mouth. He was so happy to suckle on her. She squirmed there as he loved her. He stroked her sides.

He loved the smoothness of her skin as he suckled on her nipple. She made such sweet sounds as he swirled his tongue around her nipple. He caressed her with passion. He nursed on her with all his might. She squirmed there, her dress rustling.

“Oh, oh, Siwang,” she groaned. “My Lord Husband.”

“My bride,” he moaned around one nipple. He shot his lips for the other, engulfing it. He suckled on her with all his might.

She gasped as he did that. She squirmed as he nursed on her with everything that he had. It was so much fun to love her nub. She groaned as he did. He loved the sounds she made as he flicked his tongue around her nipple.

He wanted to devour her. To feast on her pussy. He stroked her sides, his hands moving lower to her dress bunched around her waist. He pushed on it, shoving the skirts off her hips as he loved her nipple. Her moans sang out over the cries of his monster girls.

The room shook with the lesbian orgy raging around them.

“Oh, Siwang,” whimpered Anji, her voice so pure.

He popped his mouth off her nipple, so happy to have married her. He ached for his bride. He grabbed her skirts and pulled them up her legs. She shuddered as he tossed her dress to the side. Her legs fell around his body, spread open. Her black bush dripped with her juices, the tart aroma filling his nose.

He breathed in that scent of life.

“Yes,” he groaned and caressed his bride’s thighs. He leaned down toward her wet curls, so ready to feast upon her. “Anji.”

He nuzzled his lips into her bush and licked her. She groaned in delight as he flicked his tongue over her folds. She squeezed her thighs down around him, holding him to her pussy. He licked at her with passion. He stroked her, lapping at her.

“Oh, yes, yes, my Lord Husband!” she cried out. “That’s so good!”

Her slender thighs squeezed about his head. His lovely bride held him to her pussy. He savored the ticklish curls rubbing on his face. He enjoyed that sensation as he licked at her. He stroked through her petals and brushed her clit.

She trembled as he touched her there. He flicked over her, licking her with passion. She squeezed her thighs around his face. He loved how she held him to her pussy. He savored that delight, enjoying it immensely. It was so wild to feast on her.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned.

He felt all his monster girls’ eyes on him. Well, the ones not writhing in passion. They cheered him on silently as he feasted on his bride’s tart pussy. He devoured her cunt, loving every second of stroking his tongue through her folds.

“Oh, oh, that’s it!” she whimpered. “Oh, my, that’s so good!”

It was such a wonderful thing to hear. He stroked through her petals over and over again. She trembled, her thighs hugging him tight. He thrust his tongue into her pussy and swirled about in her. She whimpered as he did that.

“Oh, my, yes!” she gasped. “My Lord Husband!”

“Anji,” he groaned. “I love hearing you say that!”

“You are my Lord Husband,” she whimpered. “Oh, yes, yes, I love you!”

“My Lady Wife,” he groaned and suckled on her clit.

She squealed in delight as he did that. Her entire body shook as he flicked his tongue around her bud. He stroked her with passion, enjoying the ways she moaned and gasped. They were such perfect sounds to hear. He suckled hard on her. Her moans were so beautiful.

She humped against him, her curls tickling his face. He knew she would cum. Would cum so hard. He wanted that. He craved to drown in her pussy juices. He nibbled hard on her bud. She whimpered with such passion.

Then she bucked and came.

“My Lord Husband!”

Her tart juices gushed out and bathed his lips. He groaned, licking them up. He enjoyed every moment of her passion. She humped against him, squealing out in delight. He rejoiced in her pleasure as he licked up her passion.

His cock throbbed with the need to ram into her. He needed to bury into her and make such sweet love to her. She was his bride. His wonderful wife. She trembled, her small breasts quivering as she reached the peak of her orgasm.

“Take me!” she cried out. “Please, please, my Lord Husband!”

“My Lady Wife,” he growled and rose from her pussy, her cream dripping down his chin.

Chapter Three

Siwang crawled up his bride’s body. She grabbed his cock with her delicate fingers and pressed him into her bush. She was so eager to be claimed by him. Her green eyes burned. He lowered himself to her and kissed her on the lips.

She moaned, tasting her tart passion as his cock nuzzled into her pussy lips. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. She held him to her as he thrust into her pussy. He groaned as he penetrated into her depths, savoring her pussy engulfing him.

She welcomed him home. He groaned in delight as he sank into her hot flesh. He reveled in that delight. It was so good to penetrate into her snatch. Her pussy stretched around him as she moaned, his monster girls watching.

This is amazing, whispered through his mind. Anji was his bride now. He never truly believed he would ever have this delight. That he would ever experience the joys of marriage. I have a wife!

Anji groaned into his lips as he filled her pussy up with his dick. She squeezed down on him. He reveled in the hot grip of her pussy as he drew back his cock. She whimpered, her flesh clinging to him. It was so exciting.

He thrust into her cunt, savoring that joy.

Her fingernails raked down his back. He loved that wonderful heat. He thrust into her with hard plunges. He buried into her again and again, loving that delicious cunt. He fucked her hard and fast. He buried into her again and again. He loved how her pussy squeezed about him.

It was heavenly.

The silky passion of her flesh massaged his cock. He pumped away at her. She moved beneath him, kissing him and holding him tight. Her small breasts rubbed into his chest. Her nipples felt so wonderful against his skin.

He broke the kiss and moaned, “Anji!”

“Siwang!” she cooed in delight as he pumped away at her.

He savored the heat of her pussy. She was such a glorious thing. He pumped away at her over and over again. He plunged into her snatch with all that he had. He buried deep into her twat, savoring the way her pussy held him.

The pressure grew and grew in his balls. They smacked into her taint as he churned her up. He loved every second of burying into her. It was magnificent to have her gripping him. Her fingernails clawed his back as she writhed beneath him.

She humped up into his strokes, meeting him as he drove his cock into her depths. He loved every second of her hot flesh massaging him like that. He snarled, churning her up. She gasped her delight, her fingernails raking down his back.

“Oh, my Lord Husband!” she moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. You’re driving me wild!”

“Good!” he growled as he made love to her. “Oh, my Lady Wife!”

He kissed her, the need to cum building and building in his nuts. He fucked into her hard and fast, savoring her grip on his cock. Her silky twat drove him wild as he buried into her. She whimpered into his lips, her fingernails clawing his back.

She squealed beneath him. Her pussy went wild.

My Anji! flashed hot through his mind as he plowed into her convulsing cunt, loving the feel of her passion.

He erupted.

His seed flooded his bride’s pussy. He pumped blast after blast of his cum into her, loving every second of her pussy writhing around his dick. It was magnificent to have. Her flesh rippled around him, suckling at him. He savored it as he buried into her snatch.

Her flesh rippled around him, massaging him. It was a grand delight. Her fingernails writhed around him as he pumped more and more of his cum into her pussy. He wanted to have a baby with her. To breed his bride.

He broke the kiss and groaned, “Anji!”

“My Lord Husband!”

The pleasure hammered his mind as he dumped more and more of his load into her writhing pussy. His bride milked his cock dry. Her cunt wrung out every drop of jizz in his balls. He erupted a final time into her and kissed her, collapsing on her.

He felt so good, the pleasure buzzing through him as he made out with her. He was so thrilled to have her as his wife. So happy to have her holding him as he came down from his orgasmic high. Anji was his. He would never let her go.

They would be together for all of their lives.

She broke the kiss and purred, “My Lord Husband.”

“Mmm, my son is such a stud,” his mother purred. The wraith moved to the bed. “Let me taste him in you, Anji. You know how much I love that.”

“Yes, Mother,” purred Anji. “You are such a wonderful mother-in-law.”

Siwang smiled, the cool mist from his wraith spilling over them. He pulled out of his wife’s pussy and moved back so his mother could slip into place. Xiongbu loved to devour his cum out of Anji’s pussy. He was more than happy to give her that opportunity.

Xiongbu settled in place and ducked her head down. She buried her face into Anji’s black bush already matted with curls. Her black ass wiggled at her son. Siwang’s dick throbbed hard as he stared at that perfect rump.

With his cock soaked in pussy juices, he was lubed and ready to enjoy his mother’s asshole.

He pressed his cock into his mother’s butt-crack, the incestuous thrill coursing through him. He had such power in this world. In the other world, he would never have enjoyed the forbidden thrill of his mother. Now…

“Siwang,” his mother groaned as he pressed against her cool asshole. She was a Death monster girl, her body as cool as the air. “Yes!”

Her anal ring surrendered to his cock. He groaned as he sank into her cool and velvety bowels. His mother’s flesh massaged his dick as he penetrated into her depths. She moaned into his bride’s sloppy cunt, feasting on his cum dripping out of Anji’s pussy.

His bride smiled at him, her green eyes sparkling. She trembled as she enjoyed his mother’s feast. He bottomed out in Xiongbu’s asshole, savoring that cool hole squeezing around him. He gripped his mother’s hips, his dick throbbing in her.

“Oh, my son,” Xiongbu groaned.

“Mother,” he growled and drew back his cock.

He savored his mother’s squeezing grip. The velvety heat washed over him. He shuddered in delight as he thrust back into her anal sheath. She gasped as he did that. She loved him sodomizing her. She was his monster girl.

They all loved his cock.

“So delicious,” Mei the shesha hissed. She was a fiery snake woman. She held her lover’s hand, Tukeni the banshee.

“He does have such an amazing cock,” Tukeni agreed.

“Oh, yes,” Aunt Tao purred. “So lovely.”

“That’s my favorite student,” Guang said, winking her big, blue eye at him.

“Such a stud,” Muyang purred, her hands squeezing her big breasts. “Ooh, I love you, Siwang.”

“Me, too,” Shandian said, her hair crackling. His hot classmate also had big breasts. Siwang was glad Guang had recommended her for the harem.

“I love you, Siwang,” Caihong said. “I’m so glad you have a second life in this world.”

“Oh, yes,” Lei said. She was between Yinfu and Jinzi, her hands fingering both her lovers’ pussies. “So happy.”

“Mmm,” Yinfu moaned.

“Yes,” groaned Jinzi.

He loved their attention as he fucked his mother hard in the ass. He buried into the wraith’s asshole as she devoured the cum from Anji’s cunt. Siwang pumped away hard at his mother’s bowels, her cool flesh massaging him. He hurtled toward that wonderful moment when he would cum in her.

“Fuck your mom!” Shui purred, the nixie dripping with water. “Oh, my, you’re pounding her!”

“He is!” Mother groaned, her asshole massaging his dick.

He smiled from ear to ear as he fucked her. He pounded her hard and fast, enjoying every thrust into her hot bowels. She massaged him with that amazing sheath. He reveled in every second of burying into her bowels.

He would dump so much cum into her flesh. He could not wait to fill her to the brim with his spunk. It would be outstanding. He fucked her hard and fast. He pounded her bowels with all the force he could muster.

He thrust into her. He fucked her with passion. She squeezed down around him. He groaned with each plunge into her flesh. He savored the way she massaged him. It was outstanding to have her cool anal sheath gripping him.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mother!” moaned Anji. “Lick all that cum out of my pussy. Ooh, ooh, you’re making me feel so good!”

“Siwang’s jizz is so delicious,” his mother purred, her bowels clamping down on his thrusting dick. “Especially in your delicious pussy, sweetie. Oh, Anji, you’re yummy!”

“She is,” purred Skrige his other cyclops. “Oh, that’s so delicious, Frosseta.”

“Mmm,” the adlet purred as she devoured the cyclops’s pussy. “So delicious.”

Siwang thrust harder at his mother’s asshole. The need to dump his load into her bowels grew. Her incestuous and velvety grip drove him wild. He panted, slamming hard into her anal sheath. He fucked her hard and fast. He buried into her again and again.

He loved slamming into her like this. It was a hot time. A wonderful delight. He slammed to the hilt in her. He fucked her hard. He buried into her with his passion. She groaned, squeezing her flesh down around him.

“Mother!” gasped Anji, her back arching. “I’m going to cum!”

“Drown her,” moaned Shui as she shuddered, grinding her twat on Aunt Tao’s lips. “Oh, yes, drown her.” The nixie gripped the treant’s branches. “That’s amazing!”

“It is!” Anji moaned and squealed.

She bucked on the bed as her orgasm washed through her. She squeezed her thighs around his mother’s head, drowning the wraith in pussy cream. Siwang watched the sight, thrusting deep and hard into her anal sheath.

“Oh, Anji!” moaned his mother. “Such a wonderful daughter-in-law! Yes!”

His mother’s cool asshole convulsed around his cock. Her velvety flesh massaged him with taboo delight. He buried to the hilt in her again and again, his nuts slapping into her taint. The need to cum hit that bursting peak in him.
He erupted.

“Yes!” he roared and dumped his cum into her anal sheath. “Fuck, that’s it!”

He pumped more and more of his spunk into her anal sheath. He flooded her with all that he had, the pleasure slamming through him. He groaned, dumping spurt after spurt of his spunk into her wonderful flesh.

He growled, loving that hot anal sheath spasming around him. It was incredible. He pumped load after load of his cum into her bowels as she moaned into his wife’s pussy. He reveled in the incestuous delight of spurting into his mother’s asshole.

“Siwang!” the wraith moaned.

“Yes!” he growled. “Mother!”

He pumped more and more of his cum into her anal sheath. He filled her to the brim with his spunk. It was incredible to dump his load into her. He reveled in this moment as he dumped more and more of his cum into her flesh.

“Shit!” he grunted, spurting again and again.

He flooded her with his passion, savoring her bowels milking his cock dry. He groaned, erupting a final time into his mother’s asshole. She moaned into his bride’s pussy while Anji trembled, a big smile on her lips. Her green eyes sparkled.

“Oh, Mother, that was wonderful.” Anji licked her lips and sat up on her elbows. “My Lord Husband, let me attend to you.”

He slid his cock out of his mother’s asshole, reveling in that velvety delight. His rod bobbed before him. Anji rolled onto her hands and knees, crawling to him. She smacked her lips before opening her mouth wide.

She swallowed his dirty dick.

He groaned as she suckled on his cock, her tongue swirling around his shaft to buff him clean. His mother watched, kneeling beside him. Shandian gasped in delight. The deva threw herself on the bed and gripped his mother’s butt-cheeks.

“Oh, Xiongbu,” the naughty deva purred before she buried her face between the wraith’s butt-cheeks. “Let me clean that asshole up!”

“Oh, yes,” whimpered his mother as she enjoyed the naughty schoolgirl deva devouring her asshole. “That’s amazing!”

Siwang smiled at the sight, savoring having his dick suckled on by his delicious Anji. She worked her mouth up and down his cock. He groaned, savoring the way she polished his cock. It was a fantastic delight. He watched the deva feasting on his mother’s asshole, her golden wings twitching.

Siwang stroked his fingers through his bride’s black hair. She had lost her veil in the passion. Her green eyes stared up at him with such love as she suckled on his dick. She nursed on him with hunger, working her mouth up and down his dick.

“My Lady Wife,” he groaned, enjoying everything that she did to him.

It was a fantastic rush to have her working her mouth up and down his cock. She suckled on him with passion, polishing his pole clean of his mother’s asshole. His cock throbbed in that delicious mouth. He would cum in her.

Just erupt.

“You’re such a loving wife,” he groaned. “Damn.”

She winked at him.

He was just so happy to have her working her mouth up and down his dick. She polished him with all that she had. It was a magical moment to have her suckling on him. He was so glad for it. The need to cum in her mouth rose as she worshiped him.

“Damn, that’s good,” he growled. “That’s so good!”

She purred in delight, so glad to please him.

“Shandian, you schoolgirl-slut!” his mother whimpered, her black mist spilling off her pale body as the deva feasted on her asshole. “Get that tongue in me. Ooh, that’s it! Clean out my son’s cum!”

“Yes,” the deva purred.

Siwang loved the sight as his wonderful bride worked her mouth up and down his cock. she suckled on him with such passion. His dick throbbed in her mouth as he hurtled toward that point when he would cum in her.

He would spurt all his spunk into her hot mouth. Just erupt with everything that he had. He smiled from ear to ear, so eager for that moment. He would flood her with all that he had. He would dump his load into her mouth.

“Shit, that’s good,” he growled.

She moaned around his cock, mewling with delight.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good,” he added. “Damn, I love it!”

She purred around his dick, sucking so hard as she polished him. Her tongue caressed the crown of his cock. His dick lurched in her mouth. He would flood her with all his spunk. He could not wait to do that. He would fill her mouth with such jizz.

It was an incredible moment to have her suckling on him. He savored that delight. It was such an incredible treat. He hurtled closer and closer to that moment when he would erupt into her mouth. He would flood her with his spunk.

“Shandian!” squealed his mother. “Finger my cunt and lick my asshole!”

The deva did just that, her golden wings fluttering as she churned up his mother’s cunt with her digits. The naughty schoolgirl moaned into his mother’s asshole. He loved it as Anji suckled on his dick. She nursed on him with her wonderful mouth.

He groaned, rising toward that moment. He stroked his fingers through her hair, loving that hot mouth on his cock. She moaned around his dick, staring up at him with such love in her eyes. His bride worshiped him.

“My Lady Wife!” Siwang groaned, his nuts tightening. “Yes!”

He erupted.

He spurted his passion into her mouth. He erupted again and again, pumping her mouth full of his cum. She groaned, gulping down his passion. He loved every second of it. The pleasure slammed through his body and crashed into his mind.

“Anji!” he moaned.

He spurted into her mouth again and again. She gulped it down. She swallowed every drop and suckled on him. She drew out more cum from his balls. He groaned, his monster girls gasping around him. The room resounded with their passion.

“Shandian!” his mother moaned, mist pouring off her body as she trembled through her orgasm. “That’s it!”

It was so hot watching his mother cum as he dumped the last of his cum into his bride’s mouth. Around him, his monster girls moaned. They quivered. They celebrated his nuptials to the amazing beauty sucking down the last of his spunk.

“Anji, I love you,” he groaned, his mother trembling through her orgasm beside him.

Anji smiled around his cock. He was so glad to have her. So glad to have them all.

To be continued…

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