Book 2: Chapter 6

I wake to another shriek. Checking my time magic, I see that it is approaching noon. Well, after last night, it isn’t like any of the girls got any sleep. Jasmine burst in at nine in the morning with a tray of breakfast. She managed to find an apron and wore that as she made her way into my room. However, that was the only article of clothing she wore.

“Would my savior like to have some breakfast?” she asked before putting a finger up to her cheek. “Or would he rather have… me?”

I kicked her out the door, but unfortunately got an eye full of her naked wagging bottom as she left. As she reached the door, she looked back and gave me a wink and pursed her lips with a ‘chuu’. I threw a pillow at her and she turned just in time for it to miss.

“How annoying…” I lament over the awfulness of jailbait.

Fortunately, Elysa was there to receive all my frustrations. She quickly received all nine inches (I shrank my organ to accommodate my baby momma, don't want to hurt the baby) of stress relief openly and honestly, and I even cuddled with her afterward. Well, cuddle isn’t the right word. I went back to sleep using her giant melons as a pillow. They were very warm and comfy, and I’d swear they’d grown a size since last night.

I was dreaming of white, sweet nectar when the scream woke me up once again. At that point, I realized a couple of things. First, I could hear light moaning noises coming from Elysa. Second, I had one of her nipples in my mouth. Third, there was something sweet on my breath. Curiously, I sucked the nipple again, and a couple of droplets of sweet flavor hit my tongue.

“Ah, be careful sire, that’s for our baby.”

I pull my lips from the nipple and smile at her. “Yeah, but she hasn’t been born yet.”

Elysa thought carefully before nodding with a smile. “Of course, I’m sorry, sire. If it’s her daddy, he can share as much milk as he wants.”

I go to take another sip, just then I hear another shriek and give a sigh. “This is getting ridiculous. I’ll definitely put up sound barriers next.”

This scream didn’t seem to be coming from anyone’s room. I also knew it wasn’t from Bell. After Aura escaped her clutches, she went to sleep last night with my vibrator in her ass. It was still there now, just sitting there vibrating. Bell truly was a pervert without hope of salvation.

I pull away from Elysa’s funbags and jump off the bed. I wave my hand and instantly I find myself dressed. I didn’t feel like taking my time this morning. Who would have thought that living with 12 women would be so taxing? Elysa watches curiously but seems unconcerned. Come on Elysa, aren’t you the Queen’s bodyguard? If someone was screaming wouldn’t you want to investigate? Well, now she is promoted to milkmaid. I lick my lips to accentuate that fact. Elysa is working hard to produce results too, in her own way.

I walk out the door and head towards the source of the scream. “What is with all the noise so early in the morning?”

“But boss… it’s almost noon!” the blue-haired baka maid says as she twists around uncomfortably.

I forget the maid’s name and realize I probably should put nametags on them or something. She has bags under her eyes from me forcing her to clean all night. She also has parted lips and seems to be breathing irregularly.

“Oh, hi, um… Min… may…”

“Sylvia!” the maid called Sylvia looks like she was about to cry, her face flushed and red.

“Ah, that’s right. Well, what’s happening here?”

Sylvia winces and looks cautiously at a nearby door. “I’m not sure. We all worked all night for boss likes we said we’d do. We heard a lot of strange moaning sounds and uncomfortable auras all night.”

“That was…” I close my mouth before I admit that I had left the house lively all night. “nothing…”

Sylvia sighs. “Look, boss, we saw a fuc- err.. a ghost last night. You sure you got it? My sister was complaining about a cold spot, so she went to light a fire. She fuck-errr she screams, and so Daisy goes to check’ers out. Now she’s screaming. I’m too scared to check myself and-and… from my sisters, I’m feeling…”

“Hmm?” I cock my head at her flushed face and hard breathing.

She is still linked to her sisters, so it is likely her own condition was being influenced by something they are doing. I suppose I must get to the bottom of this.

I listen at the door and hear some muffled sounds before giving Sylvia a wry look. Then I shove the door open without reserve. In the middle of the floor are both Daisy and the purple haired girl, was it Dino? Whatever. However, both girls were hardly in distress. Quite the opposite, both girls had the skirts of their maid outfits flipped up, their underwear pulled to the side, and they were fervently masturbating while making light moaning sounds. Their eyes contained pure lust. Did my magic last night target some unintended audiences?

No, that wasn’t right either, by the puddle under the purple haired girl she had already cum a few times quite spectacularly, yet she was still rubbing herself like her life depending on it. Her pussy was red and swollen like I had been abusing it all day. I and Sylvia take a step in, and instantly my dick goes rock hard. Something… wasn’t… right…

I turn to Sylvia, and she’s popped a tit out the top of her dress and was playing with a nipple while giving me a desperate look. Any thoughts fall out of my head as I shove Sylvia to the ground, pull out my dick and slide it in. Rather than afraid, Sylvia is just as quick to pull her underwear to the side and spread her cheeks as she begs for my dick.

It’d be fine just to have fun a little, right? Right?