Tomboy Island

Even if not a torch, that item had to be useful for something. It had been made with enough care to survive the test of time while the house around it had crumbled. “Yeah, we should do that,” he agreed.

One of the liquid servants was on the move before he had finished talking. It sprinted as best as such a creature could sprint, a sight as humorous as it was weird. Rather than running on legs, it spun like a wheel. A part extending upwards, a moving pillar of hardened sludge, remained steady despite the constant turning. The base flattened when it came to a halt, presenting the gauntlet to Alex.

To his surprise, it appeared the eldritch butler had given it a cleaning. Dirt and debris that was stuck to the stone plates had been cleaned off, revealing the surface in its entirety. It was a grey stone, nothing out of the ordinary, found in every cliffside around the island. Four fingers, one thumb, covered in segmented plating that transitioned into the cover of the back of the hand and then the forearm.

Its stone make was still sturdy. In places, the surface had cracked off, especially around the forearm segment. It looked like it had sustained several heavy hits. At least that was what his intuition told him would cause that kind of damage.

While a gauntlet made of rock was odd enough on its own, even weirder was the way the segments were kept together. A deep brown cloth was fused with the inner surfaces of the plates by no doubt magical means. When Alex testingly tugged on one of the finger segment protections, it was like pulling at the branch attached to a tree. There was no yielding there, no glue he could simply overcome, the two materials were well and truly melded.

The gauntlet was lighter than Alex would have anticipated for something made of stone, although he reckoned that had more to do with his highly elevated strength. The palm, interestingly, was only thinly covered. Whoever had made this, they had done so with the intent to retain as much of the sense of touch as possible. The palm was also the only area with notable damage to the cloth. It was not time that had done so, but usage. The deep brown fabric had the typical marks of wear and tear of being worn consistently, even more apparent after being cleaned by the servants.

“Good job,” he complimented the liquid thing. It, to his mild surprise, saluted with a swiftly grown tentacle. He was vaguely aware that these things had a mind, although not a truly sapient one. Their minds were dedicated to the question of how to serve them best. The fact that these things had, even after cleaning it, elected to present it readily, told Alex that the item either was not dangerous or that its danger did not reveal itself easily.

“Anything?” Blair asked. The redhead stopped sucking his cock for long enough to ask that question. The entire time, her, Yahui and Evelyn had dutifully continued to slather his manhood with their tongues. A slow service, as they did pay attention to what he was doing, but a service all the same.

“Not much yet… Evelyn, could you hold it for a moment?” Alex requested.

“Why not?” the haughty woman asked, pulling her nose away from the base of his manhood. A few seconds after she had received the gauntlet, it began to shrink, turning from something made for his size to something made for her. Every dimension was adjusted, from length to thickness, to be relative to her. When he took it back, it returned to the massive size that would have fit him.

“Could be a simple size changing enchantment… only one way to find out at this point.” Alex turned the item in his hands and then, arm pointing away from everyone else, put on the gauntlet. Nothing happened. He wiggled his fingers, then made a fist. “It is comfortable enough,” he said slowly, confused by the lack of anything of note occurring. He moved the now covered arm carefully. He laughed to himself.

“What’s happening?” Charlotte asked. “Is it tickling you?”

“No, I was just realizing that I did not miss wearing clothes at all,” he told all of them. He only realized he had put the naked hand on Yahui’s head when he felt her silky hair. Not an unnatural motion, quite the contrary. Guiding the ups and downs of her head was the regular state of being now. An appreciative moan vibrated around the head of his cock. Yahui quite enjoyed the presence of his palm.

He was still uncertain what the gauntlet did though.

“I’ll do a few things, might look silly;” he warned them. He began to gesture around randomly. He was careful not to point at anyone, choosing to ‘target’ objects in the table first. When none of that did anything, he decided to pick something up. One of the fruits, still uncut, sat in his hand, he held it at varying angles.

When he had it rest on top of his palm, it fell into his hand.

““Huh?””

The generally confused reaction, he shared, but he had the advantage of being able to turn his hand back around. Nothing happened until he wanted the fruit to fall out. At that point, it dropped from within his palm and was caught by the liquid servant, who handed it back to Alex. He repeated the process a few times until he was entirely certain.

“It’s a storage enchantment.”

“A Gauntlet of Holding?” Ashley suggested a name for it, or maybe she was just commenting - probably both. She was no doubt chronicling all of this for that book she was always writing in her head.

“That would be a name for it,” Alex answered, then experimented some more with it.

The storage room in it was fairly impressive. Alex could fit a dozen of the large fruit inside before the next one only sank in halfway. The process of putting something in was as easy as pushing something against his palm and retrieving it as simple as thinking about the specific item and then either letting it drop out or pulling it out. The order did not matter. Whatever space there was inside, it was too esoteric in nature to bother with such things.

The limitations to it were simple. There was the capacity and the question of what he could fit into his palm. Anything wider than his hand got stuck at the threshold on the way in. With some tricky angling, he could get certain items inside anyway, but then they were just as tricky to pull back out. Alex learned this after experiment with a peculiarly branched, young twig for a bit. He had to snap it in the end to get it out. He kept a small piece of it in the gauntlet, to learn if things within would still age.

“Not a torch, but arguably more useful,” he said and sat back down. The three women on the floor showed their agreement by sucking his cock again.

There was only one final point of discussion.

“Since this allows us to transport some loot more easily, I want to check out the abandoned city in detail,” he told everyone. “The tree needs some rest after all the swimming, so it will remain here.”

“Roger that,” Tess answered for everyone.

“We will leave in an hour or so,” Alex reported. “So take that time to prepare.”

They chose to make him cum one more time before separating.

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“This thing is so cool!”

Astrid was pulling the food that Alex had stored in the Gauntlet of Holding out of it, only to put it back inside. The Swedish fairy had an understandable interest in the magical item. As much as, day by day, hour by hour, they got more used to the magical, it was still fascinating to see.

Next to the blonde sat Kiara. “Let me try it!” the ginger demanded. The Irish dwarf had an even greater interest in items, it seemed. Alex was still learning about each of them, but it was pretty readily apparent that Kiara valued material wealth more than the others.

‘Makes enough sense, she was not one of the athletes,’ he thought to himself.

“Do I have to share?” Astrid asked playfully, already pulled the stone gauntlet off her arm and handing it to Kiara.

The redhead turned the item in her hands, testing the stone by knocking on it, smelling and even licking it. She only realized how strange that must have looked when both Astrid and Alex laughed. “I am just following impulses over here, okay?” the bratty woman defended herself. “I thought we were all about that around here?”

“It does keep working out for me,” Alex agreed.

Once it had shrunk down to her size, Kiara put the gauntlet on. While she played around with the enchanted object, Astrid enchanted Alex by standing up and swinging her hips over to him. A quick twirl around and she sat down in his lap. There was ample space, cross-legged as he was on the cushioned floor of the chamber.

“Only way to get me to wear clothes these days is if they are just as awesome.” She wiggled a little more to the side, her shapely ass now on his thigh. “Being naked is just so much more fun.” Her fingers wrapped around his quickly hardening cock.

“I’m in full agreement.” Alex cupped one of the tomboy’s small breasts. She curved her chest into his enormous palm. The reverberation of her chuckles was felt on his fingers.

“Dude, of course you are,” she said with a smug smirk. “I love that you won the jackpot,” she whispered seductively.

The little bit of mutual groping was as far as it went. Just a casual bit of side pleasure mixing into the conversation. “Having fun?” he asked Kiara.

“J-just a little bit!” Kiara stammered with a huge grin on her face. “What else do you think you might find out there?”

“I scarcely dare to imagine…” Alex contemplated what items they had gathered so far. “We found a magical tree, I have a titan’s sword, Sofia has that rapier and Jane has her bow… but all of those are different from the gauntlet, I feel.”

“Was about to say.” Astrid’s thump circled the sensitive spot on the underside. “Those are all… well, I wouldn’t describe them as magical items, but they’re more natural? The gauntlet was clearly crafted by someone.”

“And I wonder what else people might craft… think there could be a, like, a container that endlessly multiplies gold?”

“What would we use gold for?” Alex wondered, his hand roaming up and down Astrid’s delightfully flat stomach.

When she shrugged, Kiara’s plump tits went into a jiggle that lasted a few seconds. Every motion of the shortstack did. “I just like the sound it makes.”

“That’s fair enough.”

“Oh! Oh!” Astrid tapped on Alex’s arm as if she had just remembered something world changing. “Maybe some kind of shapeshifting instrument? Like a guitar that can change how many strings it has?”

“That’s an interesting idea.” A bit of thigh filled his hand next. “...I would like magical collars. Well, I would just like collars.”

“Bro, you already put a womb tattoo on all of us,” Astrid pointed out. “You really don’t need the extra mark of ownership.”

“Hey, I’m the dom around here, I decide what you need,” he answered jovially.

Astrid snorted and continued to pump his now well-lubricated cock. “Where do you want to cum?”

“I’m not close yet,” he told her.

“Yeah, but you will get close.”

“Mhm… Kiara’s mouth.”

The redhead blushed, the darkening of her cheeks elevating the freckles. “Alright, alright, I’ll get in your lap too.” Kiara took the glove off while walking over, then knelt down so her fat tits rested on his other thigh and her face was right next to his cock. “...I would like some kind of travel device.”

“Like a teleporter?” Alex wondered.

“More like a magical horse, maybe a disk that hovers me around or something.” Kiara made a sour face. “You’re all so damn tall, I feel like I am slowing everyone down when I tag along. Plus, and I know you love to look at it, when I walk fast everything jiggles.”

“I do love to look at that.”

“Kiara, my gal pal, everyone like to look at it.”

“Yeah, well, it's not very comfortable over a long distance.”

“The woes of having the fat in all the right places.” Astrid jokingly pinched a bit of skin. Taut as she was all over with her runner’s body, she did have a healthy bit of fat to her. Subtle cushions right north of the hips that only elevated the pinch of her midriff. “I wouldn’t complain about a wand that does random things. You know, like the staff from the Elder Scrolls?”

“Wabbajack, I think?” Alex tried to think back to it. It had been a minute since he had played Skyrim.

“Something like that.”

Alex continued on. “I wouldn’t complain about a shield or some armour, just to have it. Maybe another glove that let’s me turn any combat into an arena? I would like to make sure you all are not getting drawn into my fights.”

“Appreciate the impulse, but I also like to be useful,” Astrid told him. “I get it, I get it, you’re a guy twice my size and three times my strength and weight, so I’m not going to pull your weights but I am going to pull my weight, right?”

“Same, if we can help, we will, and we’re pretty tough.”

“I appreciate that.” Alex smiled at them. “But I do want you to let me do the frontline work all the same.” He grunted and tilted his head back a moment later. No further signal was needed for Kiara to wrap her lips around his cock. Her tongue swirled around the head, as seed filled her mouth. She gulped it all down greedily. Her fat ass twitched, while her own orgasm made her twitch. Astrid bit her lower lip, while watching it all unfold.

They continued to brainstorm potential magical artefacts afterwards.