Chapter 743 – Augusta Finale – Showing to the Harem

Chapter 743 – Augusta Finale – Showing to the Harem

Like usual, they came out twenty-four hours after the initial entering of the barrier. As they didn’t enter at midnight, this was at around eight in the morning on the following Monday. Also, like usual, they had done their best to have schedules mostly aligned so they woke up at such a time that the reintegration into the normal flow of things was as easy as it could be.

Magoi and Mabirl were the first to step out and took their leave pretty quickly, only waving at the waiting girls of the harem as they passed them. Coming out shortly after them, John spotted Rave, Eliza and Metra. Scarlett was notably absent, but that hardly came at a surprise. He was then succeeded by Lydia, Aclysia and Beatrice. The elementals followed in an incorporeal fashion. It was much quicker than having all of them clogging up the entrance.

“Oh mah yussss,” Rave exclaimed when she first saw Lydia step out of the I.D. Gate. For once, John’s entire greeting by his girlfriend was only a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, before she danced around him and inspected Lydia’s new curves with a groping embrace.

“Oy,” John complained, especially once Metra and Eliza also went around him and directly to the extra attractive attraction. “I just came out of a warzone, can I have some extra cuddles?”

“Nah!” Rave declared, only to be slowly but forcefully pushed off by the queen herself. A rather difficult endeavour as the Gamer’s girl had been groping her butt intensely.

“This amount of attention is wholly unnecessary,” she decided. “I also must insist that you do not harass me so aggressively.” Blushing and sighing in a way that aimed to exorcise rising lust, Lydia crossed her arms under her chest. “I have yet to fully control this increased Libido. Such a dramatic increase of bodily sensitivity is not mastered overnight.”

Similarly, to that, Lydia had been getting more and more used to her increased physical capabilities. There she had made much quicker progress. In the first place, she hadn’t suffered from Eliza’s old problem of accidentally crushing things because of a lack of control. She had been able to move easily within her old cap and slowly expanded from there.

Her change of body had also come with a change of style. A very miniscule one, but a detail that John thoroughly enjoyed. She no longer kept every single button of her shirt closed. The uppermost one was now usually open, with a second one coming undone indoors or when it was really hot. The result was a good view of collarbone and a bit of cleavage. While the latter was more traditionally sexy, John found the former alone quite sensuous.

“But you’re so squishy now!” Rave complained and grabbed Lydia’s boobs. “They’re bigger than mine again, that’s so nice!”

“Fuck me, you got thighs now,” Eliza chimed in, getting handy with them.

Metra, only grinning aggressively, ripped Lydia’s shirt out of the confinement of her belt and looked at her midriff. “Yeah, that’ll do,” she said, while inspecting the abs.

“S-stop!” Lydia stuttered, not out of embarrassment, but because Rave’s skilled handling of her boobs was making her pleasure rise quite drastically. She tried to get some distance again, but she was still, by quite a margin, the physically weakest of the group. Once she backed up against the frame of the I.D. Gate, her fate was sealed, and the three greedy girls had no intention of letting up. “I do realize I got tangled up with a herd of sexually adventurous ladies in this harem, but this amounnnnnn-“

Her complaints were cut short as Metra slipped a hand into the queen’s pants. At the same time, Rave was moving in to kiss her. The effect of both was intense. Lydia’s newfound sensitivity in the throat area extended to her lips in some fashion. That was to say, while she couldn’t get off from kissing alone, the queen certainly got a whole lot more affected by it than before. Eliza didn’t make things better, getting caught up in the moment and biting Lydia’s hardening nipple through the single layer of her shirt.

“Alright, alright,” John shouted and clapped his hands. He wasn’t entirely motivated by jealousy. “Break it up, a child is about to be present.”

Although they obeyed him, leaving Lydia panting and with all of her orderly sitting clothes pulled out of position, they were also giving him a questioning gaze. John then gestured towards the I.D. Gate. Slowly, Velka peeked her head past the stone and looked around.

Since John had received her, the Magryph had grown, but she still would have fit in both of his hands combined. Once Velka identified the grass before her as something she already knew, she was more willing to step out of that odd darkness she had found herself in. Carefully, she ventured out.

Lydia gave everyone a pissed and horny glare while pulling her clothes back into position. “Why did I expect anything else but being assaulted by you the second I got out of there?” she asked.

“YES!” Eliza shouted and Velka cawed after her. While there was no word, the rise and fall of the sound was extremely similar. “Is she fu- Is she imitating me?”

John felt a little tug at his heartstrings as Eliza immediately tried to suppress her cursing once she suspected she was in front of a child that could understand what she was saying. It was just one of those little things that made her such an adorable thing. “She is smarter than a parrot, and those can learn to talk in a very limited capacity,” the Gamer responded. “Well, she is going to be smarter. She is pretty young, so I think the brain still needs to develop a fair bit.”

“Just a shame she doesn’t get big enough to be ridden into battle,” Metra remarked. “I remember the original gryphons... awesome critters.”

“She may get big enough, the Tamer Class says evolving is involved,” John informed everyone.

“Radical,” the ancient weapon grinned, and the Gamer looked at her funny. “What?”

“Just... I would say the eighties called and they want you back, but I don’t even know where you would pick up saying ‘radical’,” John said.

Rave chimed into the conversation. “I say it all the time!”

At her side, Lydia shook her head. “Not only is this inaccurate, you say ‘Rad’ which is a more modern shortening, but your habits of expression are enigmatic beyond any affiliation to a time period.”

“Well, excuse me, princess,” Rave retorted. “Ya can kiss my ass, my crotch mark, tattoo, thingy and my clit, in that order.”

“Speaking of the Lover’s Will mark,” John pivoted the topic, “I can give one to all of you now. Unlocked more than enough of them while I was grinding.” Just to make it extra clear that he was being sincere, he raised his hands. They were covered with marks now, courtesy of the five elementals he had added. It was getting quite crowded and overly artistic, like modern reconstructions of tribal markings, but given their emotional significance, John didn’t feel the want to erase any single one of them.

Eliza showed a gargantuan grin and then started laughing maniacally. “Oh ye-he-he-ssssss,” she exclaimed, gleefully striding after John, as he turned to relocate this entire thing somewhere that wasn’t the roof of his Palace. “This day just keeps getting so much better, what the fu- fudge!”

“We’ll get right on the marking, after we put Velka somewhere,” John announced and told everyone his plans for Velka. For now, she would live inside the Palace. Since the modification of the Building only took some money and finagling with menus, and much of it was already cat/crocodile friendly, giving her a room of her own was no problem. For the first month, she would be locked in there. She would have plenty of visits; it wasn’t like they were short on people willing to play with the tiny chimera, but having her run around was inviting trouble. At least before she got a bit older and fast enough to outrun the average human.

Which would be stage two. After the first month, or perhaps a bit after that even, when she had gotten at least as big as a cat and could fly, they would go out with her. Once they were sure she was accustomed enough to the ‘wild’ of the Guild Hall (the only really wild part was the Midnight Forest), Velka would get herself some sort of pathway to explore on her own. From there on out, they would have to take very little active care of her. That was the theory, at least.

There would also be a need to move her outside of the Palace once she got really big. Although, if she stayed at one and a half metres, she could probably be allowed inside as long as she kept her wings to herself. They had the space in the rooms and the hallways for something that big. If she got up to two metres large, then it would be too difficult for her to move around, being quadrupedal and all that.

That was up to a year away, though. For now, John just opened one of the many empty rooms in the Palace and modified it in such a way to be Velka friendly. Scratchable, climbable walls, a corner to sleep in, a box with kitty litter, lots of surfaces and corners to explore and some cat/dog toys for her to play with should she get bored. John also put in a radio and showed Velka what each button did. She pretty quickly figured out what to peck at so the music stopped coming.

This was all put in place just so that Velka could do something against lonely silence.

Attached to that entire apparatus was a small kitchen and a bathroom, for food preparation and cleaning efforts. With all of the preparations done, they then had Eliza give Velka her breakfast (second breakfast, actually, but the Magryph was hungry from all the excitement in the morning). Once she was fed, Velka fell asleep. They left her on the bed in the corner and then parted.



Loving things had to happen afterwards.