Tomboy Island

He found his way from one sticky situation to another.

“C-could I, uhm… practice… the thing?”

The question came from a certain bunny-eared Spaniard. With the tips of those ears, she almost reached Alex’s size. Without them, she stood two heads below. They weren’t usually that upright either, but her nervousness did interact with her non-human additions.

Sara’s eyes danced back and forth from random spots in the room to Alex’s face. The blunt cut of her bangs did nothing to hide their movement, nor was she any shy about twirling her mildly wavy hair or displaying her naked curves. Flat breasts were not much to look at, but Alex enjoyed the aesthetic of them anyhow. Their firm shape paired nicely with the flatness of her midriff and the darkness of her skin. It also emphasized her thick thighs wonderfully.

“Uhm… Master?” the tennis player asked.

“Sorry was just…” Alex gestured at her with both arms. “Taking in how lucky of a man I am.”

“Oh… I’m more than just pretty looking,” she presented those words with a bit of outrage in her shy tone. Batted lashes made clear that she was saying that in jest.

It was as good an invitation to a private talk as he could conceivably get. It was also one he would take. There were none amongst his women he thought he had talked even remotely enough to. Every conversation had was another assurance that what they had wasn’t just a temporary fluke of the situation they found themselves in.

“Let’s talk over there,” Alex said and gestured for Sara to follow him to one of the balconies of the tree. They were on the middle of the five layers. Watching the sunset while talking was his idea of a very fine evening.

The balcony was decently large. By the standards of a 17 people household, it was woefully small. By the standard of a pilot who worked for a U.N. sponsored organization, it was just about regular sized. By the standard of Alex’s life in general… it was complicated. He came from money, but his parents had often made a point out of it to only give him enough that he’d make it from one month to the next. There had been years in his life where the biggest balcony he saw was a tiny thing that barely 2 people fit on.

There were chairs though, so that was nice. Loungers, more precisely, made of woven branches and the same kind of cotton-esque fibre that the mattress was made from. Alex sat down in one. The piece of furniture whispered, as if honoured that he used it, and stretched to accommodate his large frame.

“Take a seat,” Alex offered.

Sara looked him up and down a bit. “I… guess I should try some non-standard positions?”

Before he could ask what she meant by that, she straddled his resting legs and got very close to his cock. It only clicked in his head what she had meant by ‘practice the thing’ at that moment.

‘Wow, I can still be oblivious as hell,’ he thought to himself. He kept the realization off his face. Better for his ‘cool Master’ image if he acted like he had not missed the very obvious implications. Luckily, he was in a bodily state where getting hard was no problem whatsoever, despite confusion and all that had happened before today.

“Alright, got an erection, good start,” Sara muttered to herself, then began to press kisses randomly all over his manhood.

Receiving her efforts reminded Alex on how good he had with most of his harem. He often felt like they were just placing random pecks on his rod, but really they knew how to mingle targeting the sensitive spots with aesthetically pleasing angles. Sara was just… kissing his dick all over.

That was nice, no doubt about it. He had definitely gotten worse blowjobs in his day. If nothing else, Sara was very enthusiastic and she did try to learn what spots made him grunt with desire. She would have it figured out in a few days.

“Oh! Ame! C-can you come over here?”

“Sure thing?” The purple slime tomboy jiggled her way into Alex’s field of view. “How can I help?”

“I’m trying to get better at… s-sucking Master off. You’re pretty great at it, can you teach me a bit?”

“I can try, but I don’t know how successful that will be.” Amethyst took the spot next to Sara. The leg part of the lounger widened to have enough room for both of the women. “I’m quite literally made to suck his dick, so I’ll have to relay what my instincts say and that’s difficult.”

“Same difficulty as understanding magic,” Alex chimed in. He said it partly just to say something at all. He liked being the dummy that a cute woman learned sucking dick on, but he also wanted to talk.

“I do believe sex and magic are closely linked,” Amethyst said and gave the sensitive spot under his glans a rub. He grunted. “See, you should focus on this area.”

“Like, all the time?”

“No, then it gets boring - or it would be over really fast. It’s not fun for Master when he cums fast.”

“Isn’t it?” Sara asked with a glance up at him.

“Generally not, no.” Alex rubbed his chin as he tried to put into words. “I know I can just keep going even after I release these days, but the want to last as long as possible and make you feel as good as possible sits pretty deep in there. Plus, orgasms feel good, but so does getting there.”

“Master gets most of his pleasure out of psychological gratification. The domination and our submission,” Amethyst provided.

She wasn’t wrong.

Sara followed the slime tomboy’s instructions for a bit, before continuing the conversation. “What did you mean… sex is like magic?”

“It’s just how I feel about these things, but I am a horny water spirit of some description. I don’t have a hundredth of the answers.” Amethyst swayed her ass left to right, her good mood very obviously caused by watching another woman suck her Master off. “There is learning in magic, but a lot of it is just… vibes. You like the things you like in sex and you can do what you can do in magic.”

“I have found most magic so far to be mostly intuition,” Alex agreed. He could just as little explain how he summoned his sword to his side as he could how he knew where the stone he threw would land. “It’s gut instinct.” He scratched Sara behind the ear. “What does your gut instinct tell you to do?”

“...I want to try to take you all the way into my throat,” the bunny tomboy answered.

“You can’t do that yet?” Amethyst asked. “Oh, right, humans have gag reflexes…”

“Most women never even take averagely sized cocks all the way down,” Alex informed her.

“Why not? It’s so fun!”

“Remember what you just said about intuitions and people liking what they liked?”

“Yeah but… surely throats are made to be used?”

“Not the opinion of most women.”

“Any tips?” Sara asked.

Amethyst was no help on this front, but Alex had heard and seen enough of the topics to relay the basics. “Stay relaxed, do not force yourself, and come back up for air. You’ve got years to figure this out, no need to make it hard on yourself.”

“Understood…” Despite his words, Sara approached the matter with clear determination. She opened her mouth wide and took the tip of his cock in. He was quite girthy and it spoke to her experiences the past days that she managed to get the upper third in. Once he pushed against the entrance of her throat, however, Sara was swift to retreat. “Yeah, that’s… gonna take a while.”

“Watching you learn is hot,” Alex assured her. “I know that it’s difficult. That you try to please me is the biggest pleasure of them all.”

“G-glad to hear it, Master,” Sara stammered. The adorable, blushy look on her face contrasted with the strands of saliva and precum that connected manhood and plush lips. She put them against the head a few seconds later, taking him in as deep as she could go comfortable, then carefully pushing a bit further.

Between her attempts to break her last record, they continued to chat. “There definitely is some link between sex and magic, but I don’t think it’s a fundamental one,” he said.

“Don’t the… voices? Always call you a mongrel? And you say it’s something in your blood?” Sara asked.

“It seems to be something about my heritage, yes… and I guess I am the child of my parents, so it has to do with sex from that angle.” Alex put his head back. A mediocre (by his now very inflated standards) blowjob was still a blowjob. Sara was not getting the hang of taking him deeper, but she was very much starting to understand what she could do with the tip - and that was where most of the nerve endings were anyhow. “I’m cumming!”

The only made Amethyst wrap her hand around his shaft and pump. She pumped and pumped, while Sara’s tongue swirled around the head of his cock. Seed soon pumped into her hot mouth. As it did, the bottom-heavy bunny trembled, the orgasmic taste making her eyelids flutter.

“Share,” Alex managed to press out an order after the pleasure subsided.

They did exactly as he desired. Sara may not have known her way around his cock as well as the others yet, but she was every bit as much a kisser. She and Amethyst made out, swapping his seed back and forth, their gorgeous features illuminated by the last rays of their tenth day on these islands.

“Magic is like sex in another way…” Sara moaned once the last of his cum had been swallowed. “...I love to have it.”

All three of them laughed at that.

They had an extra nightly meeting. Usually they would have gone to bed by this time, enjoying the sensation of each other’s bodies in various lewd ways.

“We are still having the orgy, right?” Jane asked.

“So eager that you have to ask?” Alex teased his redheaded friend.

“The quality of sleep I get afterwards is incomparable,” she admitted freely. “Answer the question?”

“I’m not just letting these two have their fun.” Alex gestured at his crotch, where Selana and Tess were drowning his cock in tit flesh. They were so dedicated to the task, they didn’t even notice the comment had been made. Gothic angel and dark-skinned cow tomboy were both moaning while kneading their enormous breasts for his pleasure. Smooth skin, lubricated with excessive precum and saliva, enveloped his huge dick universally. Worshipping him was just what they did.

“Good,” Jane said.

“Uhm, before we start the actual thing…” Sofia raised her hand to get everyone’s attention. “I want to ask if we should normalize whether we bathe in the morning or the evening?”

“Morning just makes more sense,” Janette asserted. “We always wake up sweaty.”

“I guess,” Sofia was quick to give. “Which is sort of why I think we should… try to bathe in the evening? So it doesn’t get so sweaty as we sleep?”

“I get where she is coming from,” Yahui weighed in. “It does get sticky… however, the way to navigate this would be to have that bath after our orgies.”

“Master pounds us too well for us to have that energy after,” Evelyn purred.

“Yeah… you’re right,” Sofia upended that line of conversation. Her expression betrayed that this was the answer she expected. Maybe she had hoped for some magical solution to it all. Maybe she would get one.

Alex reclined a bit in his chair. Selana and Tess gasped at even that little friction. They had delectably sensitive breasts and both of them were so submissive he was pretty sure they could have orgasmed from obedience even before he got his Incubus voice. Treating his manhood like their personal idol of fertility they did even without any orders. He tried to not get too distracted by the pairs of squishy, jiggling showcases of their own breedability.

‘Women shaped like that are begging to be turned into mothers,’ he thought, then cleared his throat. “I just want to get over the Loot distribution before we move onto the orgy.” A mental tug and the liquid-flesh servants in the tree moved the loot from the buried city onto the table. All of them had been thoroughly inspected by the interested parties and were left untouched and orderly assorted this time around. “There’s some of them that will obviously stay here. We should consider what we do with them though.”

“Let’s remove the obvious things first,” Valeria stated. The cat-eared climber grabbed the crystal grow kit. “If this does what you think it does, it’ll just be put in a corner.”

Alex nodded. What he wanted out of that box was the glowing crystals he thought it could produce, not the box itself. Valeria’s breasts swung perpendicularly as she bent forwards, lifted the box, and then moved it to an awaiting servant.

“The necklace you will obviously take with you when you head out,” Valeria continued.

“We should start an armoury,” Charlotte suggested. “There’s a decently sized room on the first floor that’d work for it. Just make it the official meeting spot for Alex’s chosen party after he does his morning talks? Third from the entrance, I think it is?”

“Next to the smaller bath on that floor?” Niara asked.

“Yeah, that one.”

“That sounds like a good idea,” the man of the island agreed. “Deliver those to the room she described.”

The servants did as decreed, while the harem went through the other items on display. Jane weighed the leather package that contained the carving tools in her hand. “This could be useful out there.”

“It will be more useful here,” Alex made that executive decision. “You will find use for them, for decorations or toolmaking. Out there we might get a use out of them every now and again but that is far from guaranteed.”

The rationalization behind this was in the service of his want for his women to have something to do. Patrolling, sex and hunting were no doubt interesting for now, but routine would settle in at some point. Plus, the tree would get them very far when it came to comfortable living, but if they wanted to make these islands their home, they would need more than just it.

Getting them crafting tools was already half the battle in that. Ingenuity and time would advance them further from that point forwards.

“Alright then.” Jane put the leather pouch on the living pedestal another servant had shaped itself into. “The diary?”

“Ashley.”

“Y-yes!?” The petite mouse woman perked up when she was suddenly called upon. “How can I be do- What can I do for you, Ma- Alex?” Her pale skin turned red rapidly as she stumbled over her thoughts.

“How are your linguistics?”

“Well…” Ashley looked around the room and scratched the back of her head. “Better than anyone else’s, I suppose?”

“In the whole world? That’s impressive,” Charlotte teased.

“Y-you know how I meant that…” Ashley mumbled, then cleared her throat. “If you’re asking me to try and decipher it, I can try. I had to do some linguistics for the journalism degree, so I know the basics.”

“That’ll have to be good enough. Everyone is welcome to try and help her, if she wants help.” The diary was passed to Ashley’s possession, who then told the servant carrying it which one was her room. They all had their private retreats by now, even if they never really used them.

The teeth did not even need discussing. The Woodstone material was sent to storage, to be used for whatever anyone could come up with. That left the two big items of value: the bundle of fae energy he had found and the Woodstone Seed.

“I believe I can work with both,” Janette stated. “This one, the tree wished to absorb.” The antlered woman pointed at the bright green clump of energy. “This will take some time to figure it out, but with what you told me, I will manage.” She pointed at the seed after. “If I know what you wish grown from it.”

“Can you grow a protector golem from it?” Alex asked.

The cold, calculating look on Janette’s face shifted slightly from outward attention to inward reflection. As her mind puzzled out her response, her eyes roamed his chiselled chest. An instinctive seeking of looking at something pleasant. Alex was happy to provide and, although unaware they did, so were Tess and Selana.

Their rippling breasts continued to offer to him all the service he could desire. Wonderfully warm and soft, so firm that it bordered on defiance of physics, the pairs shifted back and forth. Selana’s enormous breasts would have dominated the encounter, had it not been for the careful coordination between the two. Tess pushed a little more, Selana gave a little, and together they created a wondrous balance between pale and dark skin. Shifting only occurred when the horny tomboys decided to lower their heads in an effort to kiss and suck the tip of his enveloped cock.

‘So gorgeous,’ Alex thought.

“I can certainly try,” Janette finally answered. “I could try to get a cast for it from this buried city. Also I might be able to make the body, but not the magic that animated it.”

Alex gave that a slow nod. “It will be a learning experience if nothing else,” he decided. “I am fairly confident I cleared that place out. If you go as a group of 3 to 5, I’m sure it’ll be safe enough.”

Astrid hummed loud enough to catch everyone’s attention. “We could relocate the entire tree there?” she suggested. “Not like there’s something here we specifically need access to. Better to have it near an area we can… plunder sounds like the wrong word, but I guess that’s what it is.”

“I’ll make that decision in the morning,” Alex decreed. He saw no reason not to do it at the moment, but even if he did decide to, the tree did not like to move through the night. More than that, he did not like sleeping in a moving tree. The way it had walked looked fairly gentle. He had no need to test that theory.

“Only one topic remains,” Valeria said and gestured at the bundle of green.

“Pushing towards the conclusion so quickly, is someone horny, mhm?” Kiara sassed.

It did not work with Valeria. The Olympic climber looked the freckled shortstack dead in the eyes and simply answered. “Yes.”

“Uhm, okay… as long as we are clear on that,” Kiara tried to save her bratty self.

“I can easily enough offer this to the heart of the tree,” Janette stated. “It will want directions on what to do with that energy. Suggestions?”

“Certainly this place can get more luxurious?” Evelyn asked.

Valeria raised an eyebrow. “We got hot water, more rooms than people, 5 floors and 3 balconies, what more could you want?”

“More staircases, halls, an indoor pool, larger balconies, a sauna,” Evelyn listed off the top of her head. “I am certain I can find more ideas if you give me time.”

“I will present this to the tree,” Janette said after looking to Alex for confirmation, which he had given. “I have my own suggestion for an evolution of the tree: its roots.”

“The roots?” Alex asked, slightly confused.

“Yes. I want them to scout underground. We might find collapsed rooms in the buried city or other interesting areas around.”

That was a pretty good idea, actually, so Alex confirmed that one as well with a swift nod.

“I’m going to stand up now,” he warned Tess and Selana.

“Already, Master?” Selana complained.

“You haven’t cum yet,” Tess moaned.

“I’m feeling quite enduring at the moment.” He pat their head while they reluctantly released his cock from the pillowy embrace of their cleavages. “There will be plenty of cum in the bedroom.”

The reaction to that line was half snorting laughter and half swooning, often together. It was a pretty ludicrous line to say. It was also true.

The chamber with the heart of the tree was by the bedroom. Janette took the consolidated fae energy and offered it to the crystal, pulsing endlessly with magical energies. After a few moments, the solid object in Janette’s hand phased into the tree’s heart and then began to dissolve, adding its green glow to the flowing energies.

“It will need until morning to do as we bid it,” the dryad revealed.

That worked just fine for Alex. “Then we will see the work when we leave the bed in the morning.” He took a handful of Charlotte’s ass in one hand and lifted Ashley up casually with the other, making out with the mousey girl as he led his harem to the adjacent chamber.

It was time to enjoy the daily orgy.