Chapter 134: Chapter 134

Xyla had gone back to her forest when she realized she wasn’t needed. I had been planning on sleeping with Kendala that night, but since she was sore I decided I’d have a rare night alone with Lesseth. She was so popular for three and more-somes among the other girls that I hardly ever gave her any one-on-one time in bed.

She had given herself a tail-like appendage that was currently plowing my pussy while she rode my cock, and I was enjoying the sensations and the view. Nothing wobbles like slime girl breasts.

“How would you feel if I decided to divide?” she asked me.

“With your genetic material, of course. I can feel that you’re on the verge of giving some to me.”

I had been, but now I wasn’t. “Wait, how would that work? Two of you?”

“Well, two, but each a mixture of me and you. Conventionally, we take new names. But we’d both be girls. Um, think of the possibilities.”

I wasn’t sure what two slime girls could do that one couldn’t. “But wait, wouldn’t they be my daughters, in some sense?”

“No,” Lesseth said. “More like they would be you, in some sense. But I know you’ve masturbated, so don’t try to tell me that you have issues with that.”

The discussion wasn’t getting me any closer to me giving her my genetic material, as she so clinically put it. I shook my head. “It sounds like I’d be losing you.”

“They’d each be half me. They’d have my memories.”

“I shook my head. “Lesseth, um… it’s a lot to wrap my head around. I like you just the way you are, anyway.”

She nodded. “Also, I’m not a princess. I figured that’s what you’d say, but I was just checking. Either way, I’m glad you conquered me, Abby.”

It had been a while since she’d referred to my “conquest.” I wonder why she brought it up now, but it seemed like it was her way of saying that she’d go along, reluctantly.

She moved her body in a way that made it hard for me to think.

“I love you, Lesseth,” I said. Maybe my timing wasn’t ideal, but I felt it needed to be said.

“And I love you, Abby.”

“And it has nothing to do with you being or not being a princess. You’re a princess anyway, because you’re married to me, and apparently I’m a queen. I just don’t want to be with a slime girl who is, well, any less Lesseth than you. I don’t want to lose you.”

She smiled, and we focused on making love.

When I was exhausted, and I’d reduced her to a puddle – literally – she formed enough of a face to talk. “Abby?”

“I’m glad you want me to be me. In that moment, I just wished there were more of me to please you, but I’m glad for what you said.”

I smiled, breathing a sigh of relief. “Good.”

“Goodnight, Abby.” She oozed back into my bag of holding.

The trolls and orcs returned to their villages, and the rest of us returned to Blowhaven. That included Princess Maggie. She rode on the back of Kendala’s bike, which she clearly thought was great fun.

Jill was waiting for us. “Oh, Abby. Have you been away?” she asked, nonchalantly.

“A little bit. Things happened.” I filled her in. The moment she heard that I’d been tossed around by a dragon, she dropped her pretense and gave me a good, squishy hug. She kept holding me while I told her about Valeria and Kathy.

“You know,” she said. “We used to joke about me being able to raise the dead, back in Boston.”

“I’m pretty tired, so if you wanted to see if you still had the knack…”

“I thought you’d never ask. Abby?”

“Did you know that orcs have very small dicks? I mean, size doesn’t matter a lot to me, but there’s a such thing as so big it hurts, and so small you can hardly feel it.”

Sounded like she’d gotten a bit lonely while I was gone. “They’re under a curse,” I said.

“Oh! How do we lift it?”

“Apparently, I need to be higher level.”

“And how do you get to be higher level?”

“Seducing people and killing things, mostly.”

“You can start by seducing me. I shall sacrifice myself for the cause.”

“I don’t get any experience points for you,” I told her.

“Well, I sacrifice myself anyway,” she said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bedroom.

After we’d satisfied each other, I asked, “How would you like to learn to be a fire mage?”

“I brought you a tutor. She’s strong-willed and has a hot temper, but she promised to teach someone I picked out. And naturally, I thought of you.”

She closed her eyes and thought about it for a bit. “Does that mean next time you go off to fight something, you take me along?”

“I hate the idea of fighting things,” she said. “But staying at home and wondering if you’ll come back alive is sheer torture. You were able to bring Val back, but if your places had been reversed…”

“Plenty of fish in the sea,” I said lightly.

“Some fish are tuna,” she said, “And some fish are minnows.”

“I thought I was more of a swordfish.”

She looked at my crotch. “Not now, you’re not.”

“Maybe if you used your vaunted ability to raise the dead…” I suggested.

She grinned and went down on me until I was ready for round two.

A period of relative peace followed. Maggie and Jill seemed to get along okay. Logging teams began to bring wood from the nearby forests. I was able to get away a few times to spend time with Xyla in her glade, literally and metaphorically.

Once a week or so, Aurea would fly to Blowhaven, which attracted a lot of attention. A hundred foot long dragon is hard to miss. The first time, people tried to get far away, except my loyal guard. Well, I don’t know how loyal either of them were, but neither the humans nor the demons were willing to be outdone by the other.

Aurea stripped in the middle of the main crossroads and asked me to fuck her right then and there.

After that, people quit running away from Blowhaven when she appeared in the sky, and ran towards it to watch the show.

We put up some more windmills, which improved our supply of electricity, which meant we could afford to run the electric saws to chop the wood being brought in, which meant that we had more wood with which to build windmills – and plenty left over. My wives and lovers convinced me to slow down a little, and mostly I held myself to working only ten hours a day overseeing new construction. I even read a couple of books.

Kathy and Talos built a small house near the center of Blowhaven, with my help. Once a week, Talos would come over to spend the night with Jill. They all seemed happy with the arrangement, and best of all, I hadn’t had to get involved.

Gren invited Maggie to the troll orgy, and apparently she was very popular. Ten days later, there was another one, and apparently Maggie had convinced Kendala to ride to the western forest and invite a score of goblin girls. The goblin babes thought Orc penises were just the right size and the orcs guys enjoyed the proportions of the voluptuous goblins, some of whom didn’t bother to go home afterward.

If there was a cloud on the horizon, it came from Gobgarrod, who came personally to complain.

“You have to ban goblin women from those orgies!” he told me, drawing himself up to his full height and staring up past my boobs to sort of look at my face.

“Nope. Wasn’t in our agreement.”

“But if goblin women mate with orcs, there won’t be enough to go around for goblin men!” he yelled. “Some men are going to end up being –”

“Involundarily Zelibed!”

I reproduced the accent only because it took me a little while to figure out what he meant.  “I don’t think goblin women are actually more attracted to orcs, per se,” I said. “Some might be.” ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩

“It’s out of control! Those huge brutes with their massive muscles!”

I chuckled. “Maybe if goblin men treated their women better, this wouldn’t happen.”

“You give me no choice, then. I’ll issue an order that any goblin woman who fornicates with a non-goblin will be executed.”

“And any goblin man, likewise? Even yourself?” I’d seen his eyes rove.

“Well, no, of course not. It’s natural for men to –”

I’d had enough of him, really. I grabbed the collar of his little jacket and used it to lift him into the air. He stared at me, bug-eyed. I could smell the fear on him.

“You realize that I’m the only thing that stands in the way of Aurea killing you all, right?”

“And that if I told the orcs they could go conquer you and take all your women, they would do that and think it was a grand fun time, right?”

“Let me guess, you hadn’t thought of that.”

“So here in Abbyland, everyone is free to get together with whoever they like, sexually or otherwise. And you goblins are part of Abbyland now. There will be no executing anyone for having sex. In fact, there will be no executing anyone for any reason, ever. And no dismemberment. Got it?”

He found his voice. “But everyone will do anything they want! Theft, murder –”

Sure, a government needed a stick as well as a carrot. The problem was, I didn’t trust him with a stick. “If someone does something wrong, hold them prisoner, and I’ll send out a magistrate occasionally to hold a trial and dispense justice.”

“Ah. So he’ll do the killing.”

“Probably she,” I said.

He shook his head in horror.

“You could come yourself,” he said. “At least you have a dick.”

I had plenty to do, and I wasn’t going to add this to the list. I set him down and thought about it. Given their society, a man’s decisions might be respected more, but that was exactly what I wanted to change. Should I meet them in the middle? “We’ll see,” I said. “You’ll get who you get.” I didn’t like him, but I was feeling a little bad about being a bully.

Then he pawed my breasts.

I put him down, so they wouldn’t be in such easy reach.

“Daddy?” said a familiar voice.

“Gobsmegged!” The goblin emperor said. “Come home!”

“Not a chance. I came by to ask Abby something, but Jill says men shouldn’t touch women’s boobs without permission, and I’m pretty sure you didn’t have permission. Bad Daddy.” She had a lot less of an accent now. She’d been teaching Jill fire magic, and Jill had taught her unvoiced consonants.

“They were right there,” Gobgarrod said. “Besides, it was meant as a compliment.”

“What did you come to ask me about, Maggie?” I asked, ignoring him. “And would you rather talk to me privately?”

“No, I think I think this is perfect. Abby, Jill told me that the Industrial Revolution helped spark women’s liberation where you’re from, by making physical strength less important and increasing the need for labor.”

“Uh, I think that’s probably a reasonable historical interpretation,” I said. “I’m no expert. Jill would know more than I do. But okay, sure.”

“She also said that all the work you do, running around building things and all – that you’re basically trying to have an industrial revolution without the downsides. She was a bit vague, but smelly air and spherical warming and stuff.”

“Yes. What’s your question?”

She grinned at her dad. “I want to help. I’m thinking a little fire magic might go a long way, right? Combustion without fuel?”

I hadn’t thought about that. “Yeah. Um, that might – it would require a lot of work, a lot of casting, I – yes, we can try it. Steam power, maybe. You might have to teach more people.” I didn’t know how I felt about a large number of people having the ability to set things on fire by pointing at them, but it had possibilities.

“I’ll do whatever it takes. Down with the patriarchy!” She turned and flounced out.

Like I said, relative peace.

The goblin emperor looked dazed.

“I’ll send someone within a week,” I told him. “Have a good day. And if you cop a feel again, you’ll regret it.”

“It was a compliment!”

“Get the hell out of here,” I told him.

I asked Valeria and Talos to do the magistrate run together, and I was cautiously optimistic that would work. Being able to detect lies was an unfair edge for a judge, but I figured anyone dealing with the goblins needed all the advantages they could get.