Deadmeat Saga

After lunch, Gerhart and Hope went to Irene to study magic.

"Flint." Gerhart chanted, a small flame appearing above his finger.

"Create Water." Hope chanted over a bucket, a liter of lukewarm Water dropping into the bucket.

"Clean." Gerhart chanted at the floor. The faint dust on it disappeared, appearing more clean.

"Chill," Hope said, pointing at the bucket. The Water inside turned much colder, a faint fog appearing above it.

"Heating. Heating." Gerhart pointed at the bucket. The Water inside returned to room temperature the first time, and on the second attempt, it became hot Water with steam rising.

"Clap* Clap* Clap* Clap* Well done!" Irene praised, beaming. "As expected of my husband and his Envoy. You got it on your first try! It took me half a year to reach this point!"

"Well, our Conquest affinity makes it almost effortless." Gerhart scratched his cheek. "It is more about learning the theory and magic formula for us."

"Our Magic and Intelligence are also good, and our levels are high. It would be strange if we can't do this much." Hope added. "And weren't you a child when you started?"

"Well, true. But still, I find it amazing you managed to do that." Irene encouragingly said.

"So what now? Can we start training more advanced magic?" Gerhart asked.

"I am afraid not. Unless my husband wishes to make the village think you are an awakened Sage, it would be better to avoid training 2nd-circle spells for now. Cantrips, such as Flint and Chill, are fine to practice, but unless two weeks pass, even 1st-circle spells such as Petite Fire, Create Water, and Clean will be too much." Irene explained. "Your only way to practice openly is to control the information outflow, or better yet, fully Conquer the village."

"Hah... So it seems like our training will end today, hah?" Gerhart sighed.

"Seems like it. But perhaps there is one last 1st-circle spell you can practice." Irene meaningfully smiled. "How about my husband practices with Hope and I?"

"Eh!?" Gerhart was taken aback.

Hope's eyes lit up, "Gerhart~ Let's head to bed. Make sure to give both of us plenty~ of attention." She hugged Gerhart's arm, lightly pulling him to the bedroom.

"Well, okay..." Gerhart could only agree, still processing what was going on.

As Hope dragged him inside, she looked back and gave a thumbs-up, and Irene returned the gesture, a knowing look in their eyes.

Once in the bedroom, Hope and Irene lined themselves, butts facing Gerhart, loins wet.

"Gerhart~ practice the Contraception spell on me, but make sure to shoot everything into Irene~," Hope said with a blush, her tail swishing from side to side.

"Please give a lot of attention to Hope, but dump all your manly juices into me, my husband." Irene shook her butt.

"Well, what can I say? Thank you for the meal!" Gerhart grabbed Hope's butt and plunged inside.

"Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Hope moaned as Gerhart began fucking her.

"So envious," Irene muttered, rubbing her clit.

"Gerhart, Oh! Give Irene some attention," Hope said amidst moans.

"Sorry for neglecting you," Gerhart said, put two fingers in his mouth, and began fingering Irene's snatch with his big fingers.

"Oh! Ah! Yes!" Irene moaned as Gerhart's fingers played with her entrance.

Gerhart continued fucking and finger-fucking Hope and Irene, soon reaching his limit. "I'm going to cum."

"Give it to me, my husband!" Irene begged.

"Give it to her, Gerhart!" Hope also said.

With both women requesting it, was Gerhart supposed to say no? He pulled out his cock from Hope's hungry snatch-

"Ah!" Hope cried, her pussy gaping and spasming.

And shoved it inside Irene's soaking wet and begging pussy.

"Oh! Cock!" Irene exclaimed, her well-stimulated insides stuffed.

Gerhart then continued fucking Irene for another half a minute before pouring his first load of the day inside Irene's fertile womb.

"Oh... hot..." Irene spasmed as she felt hot semen gushing inside her depths. And knowing that this was for producing a child made it all the more exciting.

Before she could gather herself, Gerhart began thrusting again inside her, steering their mixed love juices.

"Oh!? Oh! Ah! Ah! Husband! Husband!" Irene called out, her insides pounded.

And while at it, Gerhart shoved two fingers into Hope's gaping hole.

"Ahi?! Ah! Gerhart! Oh!" Hope moaned.

After fucking Irene for another fifteen minutes, Gerhart suddenly extracted his cock.

"Oh?!" Irene let out a weird moan, her well-fucked pussy twitching, dribbling a white, foamy mixture.

At the same time, Gerhart took out his two fingers from Hope's snatch and stuck his cum-covered dick inside.

"Oh! Gerhart!" Hope moaned, calling out his name.

"I'm going to cum again," Gerhart said.

"W-Wait! Cum inside of Irene!" Hope said.

"No, I'm going to cum inside you," Gerhart said and grabbed Hope's tail, using it like a halter.

"My tail... B-But it would be a waste on me," Hope pitifully said.

"Then I just won't use contraception magic on you," Gerhart grinned. "I will just knock you up together with Irene."

Those words made something switch in Hope's mind. "Ah! Ah! Yes! Breed me! Knock me up!" She moaned, her body heating up and her insides squeezing like crazy.

"Holy... She truly has a breeding fetish!" Gerhart thought.

He was experimenting, but Hope's desire to breed was genuine. It was her fetish!

"You horny breeding mouse! Get knocked up with a litter of babies!" Gerhart pulled Hope's tail toward him and shot his second load inside her, painting it white.

After half a minute, Gerhart finally pulled out, love juices exiting her hole.

"Pregnant... I'm going to get pregnant..." Hope had a silly, blissful look.

"Wow... I think she wants to breed more than all the women in the village." Irene, who recovered a bit, commented as she watched Hope's situation in awe.

"Well, for now, getting pregnant would be bad. I only did that as a sexual play." Gerhart said and placed his hand on Hope's abdomen. "Contraception."

As Gerhart's hand lit up, the semen inside Hope's belly heated up, killing the sperm cells.

"Let's clean up before Bonnie returns," Gerhart said and was about to cast a cleaning spell on himself.

"Wait, my Husband. Let me take care of that for you." Irene said, crawled over, grabbed his cock, and began lovingly cleaning it with her tongue.

"Me too..." Hope half-recovered from her orgasmic trance and also crawled over, joining Irene by licking Gerhart's balls.

"Awesome..." Gerhart thought, enjoying the feeling of domination over the pleasure itself.

This cleaning did make him erect again, but he held himself back since he needed to save up a bit.

After cleaning and dressing up, Gerhart and Hope soon left.

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After Hope and Gerhart returned home, Gerhart found Havre doing maintenance work on their gear with oil, so they sat and chatted while recovering from their earlier exertion. Chatting for a bit, Gerhart asked a question he was curious about.

"Hey, Havre? What are the monsters like in the forest?" Gerhart asked.

"Oh, good question." Havre nodded. "Elkington forest is divided into four general areas, where you may find increasingly difficult monsters. The Outer Forest is the most leisurely area, where you will only find G and F-rank monsters, usually Antler Rabbits, wild boars, and outcast goblins. We mostly let the youths hunt in those places, and I also hunted there. The inner forest is about 4-5 kilometers away and has E and D-rank monsters, such as dire wolves, pigmen, and antler goblin tribes. And then there is the Deep Forest, which is 15 kilometers away. The concentration of mana there is high, and the monsters there are apex predators, each at rank C or B, making hunting there a dangerous endeavor only guests like you will take. Usually, the monsters stick to their areas, but sometimes, territorial wars drive some to the outer zones, causing dangerous situations like attacking the hunters or causing a monster tide. Some of the guests who come here die in the Deep Forest while training, so we try to preserve their bloodline as soon as possible, just in case."

"What about the last part?" Hope curiously asked.

"That is the Ancient Forest. Only the hegemons of Elkington Forest reside there, all A-rank and above. Only an A-rank adventuring party or an S-rank should attempt it, or it is pure suicide. We still lament at the guests who knowingly or not entered, never to return." Havre said with a solemn look. "We have an old legend that an ancient Elk monster resides at the center, and many of the monsters are its descendants or affected by its mana, which explains why many of them have antlers."

"Hah... I see." Gerhart nodded. "So, where will we start hunting?"

"In the Inner Forest, but you need to be accompanied by some of the hunters. However, if you want to hunt in the Outer Forest for training, you only need someone to accompany you so you won't accidentally get lost. I can come with you."

"Hm... It might be an opportunity to get a few new talents." Gerhart muttered. "Will it be problematic if I absorb some monsters?"

"It is fine. Due to the concentration of mana, monsters here grow like pests, sometimes even popping into existence by themselves. Rather, not hunting them is more of a problem since they might overflow." Havre reassured.

"That's good. I don't want to cause a food shortage." Gerhart sighed in relief.

"By the way, Havre, can you get me a bow and arrow? I want to practice tomorrow." Hope said.

"Of course. I will arrange for it." Havre smiled.

"Hey, Havre? Does anyone in the village have the Analyse Status(Self) Talent?" Gerhart asked, suddenly remembering he could reverse-bless himself.

"Oh, we have a few of those. The easiest should be Timmy, who has Analyse Status(Self), Deep Mana Reseverses, and Animal Communication." Havre said.

"Ah, Bonnie's friend, right?" Gerhart recalled the name.

"More accurately, they are half-siblings with the same father. Timmy's mother, Libby, thus has a close relationship with Irene and is also one of the frustrated single mothers. Like Irene, Libby also wants a second child, so why not use this opportunity and strike two birds with one stone?" Havre suggested.

"That would work. Go inform Irene to make arrangements." Gerhart requested.

"Finally... I can have that talent!" Gerhart rejoiced.

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Later, after dinner, in the massage room-

Gerhart saw a lithe, tanned, tall, and pretty young lady in simple clothes, her hair still wet after washing herself.

"Hello. You must be Mister Gerhart, right? I am Albatia." The young watchwoman introduced herself.

"Yes, I am Gerhart. A pleasure to meet you, Albatia." Gerhart smiled back.

"I shall be straightforward with you, Mister Gerhart. I am 22, a virgin, and childless. Please give me your seed. If you help me conceive, I shall comply with any selfish demands in bed until the day you leave." Albatia said, her face blushing but determined.

"You're that desperate?" Gerhart raised an eyebrow.

"Many of us are. Up to three guests arrive yearly, and rarely one comes for retirement. Meanwhile, I have over 50 competitors, women between 18 and 40, hungry for a man's touch, making the competition fierce. Being a watchwoman gives me less time to interact with guests, and I am not as sexy or pretty as Havre. You are only allowed to impregnate up to three women, so it is selfish of me to take one of your quotas." Albatia explained.

"It is as she says, Gerhart," Havre added. "Albatia did so much for the village, so I wanted to help her. Can you please do me a favor and help her?" Havre begged.

Seeing Havre do this for her, Albatia felt touched. "From now on, you're my best friend!" She thought.

"Well, okay. I will help you." Gerhart readily agreed.

"Thank you! You won't regret it!" Albatia immediately felt excited.

"Albatia, strip yourself and show him your body," Havre instructed.

"Yes! Excuse me..." Albatia said and undressed herself to her birthday suit.

Gerhart saw her tanned body, the contrast between her face, hands, and legs with her torso. She was almost flat but looked flexible and athletic. What attracted Gerhart's attention, however, was her trimmed pubic hair in the shape of an arrow pointing at her vagina.

"Oh! Daring." Havre commented, raising an eyebrow.

"Since I heard a guest was arriving, I decided to trim myself. I thought Mister Gerhart would like it..." Albatia said, holding her hand while looking at the floor.

"Nice..." Gerhart approved, finding it hot.

"I'm glad you like it." Albatia blushed even more.

"Now, now. Get on the table, and I will prepare you." Havre said, patting the massage table.

"Yes..." Albatia nervously got on the massage table, and Havre began oiling and massaging her.

Despite Gerhart cumming twice several hours prior, he was raring to go as he saw Albatia become hornier and hornier.

After Havre finished massaging Albatia's back and front, slowly, her hands crept on her female parts. "Since Albatia is a virgin, I will make her cum twice before you proceed, Gerhart, so please patiently wait," Havre said.

"Oh, okay." Gerhart nodded, wanting to enjoy the show.

"Wait... I will pleasure him." Albatia adjusted her position on the table so that her head had no support and lowered it. "I can at least pleasure you with my mouth. It is the least I can do." She said and opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue in a lewd way.

"Eh?" Gerhart was taken aback.

"I practiced on vegetables for four years on methods to please men, so I am pretty confident. Please use my mouth as you please." Albatia said.

"Gerhart, go ahead. I will pleasure her here." Havre reassured and began fingering Albatia's wet snatch.

"Oh... Come here. I will get it out of your pants." Albatia moaned and gestured.

"Okay!" Gerhart obediently walked over, his groin in front of Albatia's face.

Without a word, Albatia stretched her hands, unbuckling Gerhart's pants, letting out his member.

Pah*

Gerhart's erect member flung out, hitting Albatia right in the face.

"Oh... So big..." With Havre doing magic on her lower mouth, Albatia began worshipfully licking Gerhart's dick.

Lick* Lick* Rero* Mmch*

"Oh, that's good..." Gerhart moaned, stroking Albatia's cheeks and neck.

Albatia grabbed Gerhart's shaft and stroked it while sucking on his balls. With one last kiss, she let go and opened her lewd mouth. "Gerhart, shove your monster cock into my mouth."

"If you say so," Gerhart said but didn't ram his dick like a jackass. Instead, he went in slowly, an inch at a time, and slowly pistoned.

"Mmm." Albatia moaned, her mouth filled.

"Oh? She got a bit tighter." Havre commented, feeling a pressure around her fingers. "Gerhart, move faster. I think she is enjoying it."

"Alright..." Gerhart muttered and began pistoning faster, reaching her throat.

Gag* Gurgle* Gag*

Albatia made gagging noises, but despite that, she seemed even hornier as her hands began massaging her perky nipples. Although her mouth was relaxed to accommodate his thick rod, her lips and tongue continued pleasuring him.

"Woah... She is truly enjoying it. It is my first time getting head, but most women shouldn't enjoy this. Is she a born cocksucker?" Gerhart wondered, enjoying the sensation. "Not that I am complaining."

"Hm... I think I'll have a taste of this~." Havre licked her lips and started licking Albatia's clit while fingering her.

"Mmm! Gag*" Albatia moaned and gagged at the same time, drooling.

Suddenly, Albatia stopped playing with herself and grabbed Gerhart's butt.

"Hah? What are you doing?" Gerhart paused but then felt Albatia pulling him closer. Or at least, she tried to. "You want me to go deeper? I would penetrate your throat." Gerhart guessed.

"Mhm!" Albatia hummed, face full of cock.

"Wow! She's a kinky one." Havre commented. "Gerhart, don't worry. Just fuck her. She probably knows what she is doing."

"Well, if you say so..." Gerhart grabbed Albatias face and throat as a handle. "If you are in pain, tap twice on me, okay?"

"Mhm!" Albatia eagerly hummed.

Gerhart carefully pushed his dick inside.

"Gag* Cough*"

Gerhart penetrated Albatia's throat, and slowly, he saw a visible bulge in her throat. However, she still kept pushing him until his balls smacked against her face.

"Oh, fuck! Awesome!" Gerhart exclaimed, hilted to the root.

And then he started pumping in and out.

Smack* Smack* Smack* Smack*

"Gag* Gag* Gag* Cough*"

Gerhart's balls smacked against Albatia's face repeatedly, her throat fucked. However, she wasn't in agony. She was in pure bliss.

"Holy shit, she is built differently, alright. I would have puked by now if I did that." Havre was taken aback. "I'm going all in."

After she said that, she began using her Aura on Albatia's insides, massaging her.

"Mmf! Gag*!" Albatia moaned in muffled pleasure, grabbing Gerhart's balls and massaging them while encouraging Gerhart to facefuck her harder.

Gerhart continued fucking her face for a while, Albatia reaching climax twice until he reached his limit.

"I'm going to cum." Gerhart said, reaching his limit.

In response, Albatia let go of his balls and pulled him to the root, his balls resting on her face. It was clear she wanted to drink it all.

"Guh... Then drink it!" Gerhart gritted his teeth and dumped his load inside.

"Gulp* Gulp*" Albatia happily drank it.

Psh*

At the same time, Albatia cummed again, but even more intensely than before, even squirting a bit on Havre's face.

"Ah! She squirted. That surprised me." Havre said while licking her lips. "Gerhart, how does it feel?"

"Awesome. It felt like dumping it in a pussy." Gerhart said, slowly pulling out his dick.

Pop*

"Hah. Hah. Hah. Burp*"Albatia breathed heavily and even let out a cute burp. "Was I... Good?" She asked, gathering herself.

She had teary eyes, and her forehead was slightly red from the ball smacking.

"Very good. I am pleased with you." Gerhart genuinely said.

"I am. Hah. Glad." Albatia said and slowly shifted her position, pulling her legs behind her head.

"Wow, you're flexible," Gerhart was impressed.

"I have a talent called Contortionist, and my Agility is B. I can do even more complex moves if you want. My other stats are only D or lower, though." She replied and then begged, desire in her eyes. "Can you please give me your seed? You can plunge your manhood directly inside. I tore my hymen myself long ago."

"Gerhart, I think she earned it. Fuck her to your heart's content." Havre egged him on the side.

"Well, who am I to say no?!" Gerhart thought and plunged into her.

"Oh! So big!" Albatia moaned in pleasure.

"Holy shit, your vagina is deep!" Gerhart hilted himself to the base, but his dick only grazed her inner walls. However, he did see a slight bulge where his dick was.

"Fuck me! Please, fuck me!" Albatia begged while moving her hips a bit in her awkward position.

"Okay, you asked for it." Gerhart decided he didn't need to show her mercy and started pistoning her without worries.

"Ah! Ah! Oh! Ah! Harder!" Albatia moaned in ecstasy, even playing with herself with her free hands.

"That's it. Fuck the little slut." Havre said and approached Albatia, holding her head and neck as if to support her. "Albatia, do you want to be Gerhart's personal cock sleeve? To be used as a tool to relieve his desires?" As she asked that, her brown eyes faintly shined silver.

"Ah! Ah! Yes! Yes! I want it! Oh fuck! I want a man in my life! I want a strong, big-dicked man like Gerhart to fuck me every day!" Albatia talked dirty, mostly to please Gerhart. But she didn't notice that her eyes slowly shined silver.

Because she was being fucked and dominated and ingesting Gerhart's semen, she didn't notice that her mind was slowly encroached by Havre. The power of Conquest rewarded those who submitted with feelings of relief and safety, which enhanced Albatia's pleasure.

"Good. Serve well." Havre smiled, pleased, and started kissing her.

"Mm! Mm! Mm!" Albatia didn't resist, letting Havre kiss her in front of Gerhart.

"Oh! She got tighter. She loves oral, hah?" Gerhart felt Albatia's insides clench.

Gerhart continued pumping away while playing with Albatia's clit. Meanwhile, Havre continued kissing Albatia while encroaching on her mind, slowly contaminating it with thoughts of submission while making her drink her spit. With their combined effort, Albatia's eyes slowly but surely shined silver.

"Oh, I'm going to cum again..." Gerhart uttered.

"Cum inside me, my lord! Please bless me with your seed!" Without even being taught to say that, Albatia voluntarily called Gerhart her lord.

"Gerhart, cum inside her!" Havre urged.

"Guh! Take it." Gerhart slammed his hips forward and dumped his fourth load of the day inside. Although it was the fourth time, he still let out more than most men.

Psh*

"Oh! Oh!" Abatia's mouth gapped like a fish as she squirted on Gerhart's chest.

Once Gerhart finished cumming inside her, he didn't immediately pull out. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Albatia's neck. "Albatia, do you submit to me as my slave?" Gerhart asked while activating his power of domination.

"Yes... I am yours." Albatia was disoriented, her mind completely vulnerable, her eyes fully shining silver.

"Good. You're mine." Gerhart said, energy seeping into her.

The brainwashed Albatia didn't resist, readily accepting it into her, sealing her fate.

Sensing she was now his Thrall, Gerhart pulled out of her, a trickle of cum gushing out. Havre walked over and knelt in front of his crotch.

"Hehe... I also want her Contortionist talent to better please you." Havre commented and began cleaning Gerhart's shaft.

"Well, that DOES sound good." Gerhart thought and eyed Albatia, who was still in a euphoric state. "Now that I think about it, I haven't tried reverse blessing yet, right?"