Tomboy Island

“I love getting what I want,” Evelyn purred.

After the bath, they had gone to where their usual meeting room had always been, to eat breakfast and discuss the priorities of the day. That room, of course, had also been changed, with some of the plant furniture surrounding a low table. At the head of it stood a very cushy looking throne, surrounded by an ocean of fluffiness.

Evelyn hurriedly sashayed over to that ocean, only to stop at its edge. “Mhm, seems like there’s only about enough space here for four,” she remarked, annoyed. “We do need another upgrade to the living quarters.”

“Uh, I think four is a good number,” Sara threw in. “Would be… one to keep Alex’s cock warm and then three spots for his companions for the day?”

“That… is a good observation,” Evelyn relented.

“Ashley, you are my cockwarmer this morning,” Alex took command of the situation. He wasn’t entirely sure why he had a throne now. ‘I have been called Harem Sultan by lovecraftian monsters, so it fits well enough.’

“Y-y-y-y-y-yes, M-m-m-mas-” Ashley stumbled over the two words for impressively long, not managing to get the second one out before she had put her lips to the intended use.

Petite Asian bobbing her head in his lap, reclined in a seat of plant and magic (that had the most amazing ergonomic support that he had ever experienced), and looking out over a happy harem, Alex once more experienced what true joy felt like. What could possibly compare to this?

The liquid servants brought in their meals for the day. As per usual, it was primarily fruits. No meat had been caught that morning, nor was any of the rabbit still in storage. The fruits were delicious, even if they had gotten quite samey by this point.

“I need two women to work here, Ashley also needs to eat,” Alex realized and looked around for the most enthusiastic volunteer. That would have been Blair, but he was ignoring his companions of the previous day on purpose. Selana, similarly, had gotten plenty of attention the previous day. “Jane, come and help Ashley.”

“As you wish,” the redheaded elf answered and quickly came over. One woman deepthroated his cock, the other chewed on fruit, back and forth like this until they had all eaten breakfast and he had climaxed twice.

Alex tilted his head. Either Evelyn was bad at space estimation or underestimating how closely the harem would willingly sit. He considered the pillows around the throne to be easily enough for six people. ‘Well, what matters is that we can do that ritual while there is enough leg space,’ he thought. ‘I like the idea of having my picks of the day linger around the throne. Gives this situation gravitas… might as well live this awesome and weird way with conviction.’

“How do you feel?” Janette asked. “Your wounds look better, but not much.”

Alex took a look at himself. He had dared to hope his injuries would just go away overnight, but that hadn’t happened. Instead, he was healing the normal way, which was, courtesy of him having suffered many shallow wounds, going relatively quick. Still, it would take at least another day until he was fully regenerated.

“Better than yesterday, and yesterday I was good enough to make all of you go cross-eyed,” he said with a smile. “I’ll be fine.”

“We probably won’t be exploring any dungeons today, right?” Charlotte asked.

“We would have to find one.” Alex pulled up the map of the area he had in his mind. Plenty of the island was, as of yet, unexplored.

The question was, then, who to explore with?

Alex first limited his choice to those who had not yet changed further from their first transformation. Not only were these changes clearly empowering them (Astrid gaining flight was all the proof he would ever need), but he also enjoyed the exotic looks that came from it all. The more dangerous and magical they became, the more alluring their submission was.

“Valeria,” he announced his first choice.

The climber had been in his eye since morning. Not that he needed any reason to stare at a woman that was his and that had such perfect tits. Alex was more of an ass-man, all things considered, but that rack was just wonderful. Large breasts of gravity-defying roundness, perky and yet with enough softness to them that they were clearly real.

Valeria rose from her resting posting, a light smile on her red lips, and sashayed to the throne. She took the position of the right armrest, affectionately rubbing her cheek against the back of his hand. Naturally, it wandered to the top of her head, scratching the roots of her short, brown hair and the base of her pointy ears.

“Glad to get out there again?” Alex wondered.

“I enjoy a change of pace,” the direct woman answered, a soft purr under her voice.

With a cat girl under his fingers and two women still worshipping his cock, Alex continued to scan the crowd. There were five others who he could take along. “Niara,” he made his second choice.

Wordlessly, the Kenyan woman rose up. She moved over with long, eager strides, then plopped down on the other side of the throne. Like a well-trained dog, she kept her head in reach of his hand, without overtly asking for the ear scratches she all the same received. The discipline melted off her face, replaced with an open-mouthed, panting display of submissive bliss.

“Sofia, you will be the third,” Alex declared.

“Thank you, Master!” the Estonian fencer jumped to her feet and hurried over. With a blush and a smile on her face, she plopped down next to Valeria, smiling veneratingly up at him.

Alex stopped working the cat tomboy’s ears to scratch his own chin. “It’s not a big deal,” he said. “I’m just choosing who I am taking along for the day.”

“And I love tagging along with you,” Sofia answered with a gentle smile. “That’s all there is to it.”

To be loved to that degree was… soul-warming.

Choices of companions for the day made and breakfast taken in, the morning gathering gradually dissolved. Many of the women wanted to start the claiming process of their private corners of their new moving mansion, others wanted to start working with the new tools they had found the previous day.

“Uhm, may I join them?” Ashley requested meekly, after she had gulped down his latest load. “I w-wanna remember the tree in all the details for…” She petered off, blushing deeply.

“For your book about our adventures,” Alex finished the sentence for her, to which she nodded. “You don’t need my permission to get up. If you really want to, you can go wherever you want. The whole sex slave play is just that.”

“Y-yeah, I know… but I want to play along with it.” Batting her lashes up at her chosen Master, the mousey woman waited for approval.

Whether he agreed or disagreed, Alex got the feeling she would be happy either way. There was only one lifestyle he really wanted though. “You can go,” he thusly allowed the Asian woman, who rose on wobbly legs.

“Later, M-master,” she said her goodbye. If it hadn’t been for the cum still on her lips, he would have kissed her.

With Ashley out of the room, he was left with Tess, Selana and Jane. The redheaded elf continued to stroke his cock, still as hard as it had been when she began her session working it. He repaid the favour by rubbing the tips of her pointy ears. Jane’s eyelids fluttered at the simple touch.

“The changes are fascinating, aren’t they?” Alex asked.

Selana laughed immediately. “I feel like I have that talk 3 times a day.”

“Your literal udders catch the attention,” Tess drawled. “Speaking of which, do you want a switch, Master?”

Alex hummed contemplatively. “Do I ever say how much I love that I am given these choices?”

“All the time,” Jane answered.

“Still not often enough, I think.” Alex shrugged to himself, then looked to the duo still on the plant-made couch that surrounded the low table. “Tess, I do want your tits around my cock.”

“Thank you for the opportunity to repay you, my saviour,” the angelic goth purred, as she switched positions with Jane.

Between his legs, Tess’ milky-white mounds were obediently applied to drowning his manhood in tit flesh. She struggled to cover the entirety of his manhood. Her breasts were ‘merely’ huge and he was well-endowed. Her tongue tended to the tip, circling around the engorged, sensitive head.

On the couch, Jane first engaged in a ready kiss with Selana. The two had been friends before they had crash landed. Of the entire harem, they were the two that Alex had hung out with together even outside of work before all of this happened. Then, Astrid and Sofia, although those latter two had been less frequent.

To see his redheaded best friend and former crush make out could have been an unpleasant revelation at another time. Here, it was only hot. “Mashtehr’sh cum,” Selana slurred between kisses. The cow-horned woman was tongue-wrestled into submission by the elf. Second by second, Jane asserted herself more, until her fingers pinched nipples and Selana’s head was tilted back.

When there was no more taste of his cum to exchange, Jane broke the kiss. Her lips latched onto the areola of the fat-titted Latina next, sucking a mouthful of milk out of her. It was the first time Alex saw one of his haremettes drink from Selana so casually. It was a bit weird. It was also incredibly arousing.

Alex grabbed the back of Tess’ head and pulled her down. He had to act fast, barely managing to get her red lips around his cock before he came. His satisfaction made Tess’ eyes roll with ecstasy. Tits continuing to massage him, Alex had his sense of touch dedicated to Tess and his eyes to Selana and Jane.

Only after his orgasm had run its course, did he look back at Tess. Proudly, she presented the gathered load. “Swallow,” he permitted. A quick gulp, a post-orgasmic shiver, and Tess showed to him her clean mouth. “Alright, just casual service now. I want to actually talk.”

“Alright,” Tess purred.

Jane licked her lips, cleaning any remaining milk off. “You are delicious”.

“And you have a dominant streak,” Selana noted, voice still a bit high-pitched from her own release there. “Did not know that. Did that come with getting taller?”

“No, I just started experimenting with it recently. Haven’t had many opportunities to before this absurd social situation.” Jane reclined in her seat, arms now crossed. “Getting taller does help though.”

Before her most recent transformation, Jane had been notably shorter than Selana. Now the two were almost at parity. Despite being one of the more mundane changes, it was also a very visible one.

“Getting taller has its benefits,” Alex said, “and drawbacks.”

“Let me guess…” Tess changed the rhythm of massaging him with her breasts from alternating to a unified up and down. “...you’re afraid what’ll happen if you roll in your sleep?”

“I actually am, a bit, yeah,” Alex agreed. “I probably weigh like 120 to 140 kilos now. Selana would be fine if I moved on top of her accidentally.”

“I got big cushions,” Selana squeezed her boobs.

“If I rolled onto Ashley, I think that could end ugly.”

“You usually fall asleep with two or more women on top of you, you’ll be fine,” Tess assured him.

“You were always a backsleeper anyway,” Jane added.

“And a still one at that,” Selana added. “I remember when we shared a tent and you laid there like a pharaoh.”

“When you sleep in a tent often, you get used to not moving,” Alex explained himself. “Don’t you dare say my survivalist hobby is weird now.”

“It was weird,” Jane drawled.

“No it wasn’t, it was and is awesome,” Selana disagreed.

“Remaining on the topic of changes to us… I am noticing that most of yours are pretty surface level,” Tess remarked. “You got huge, sure, but beyond that it’s just the body markings.”

“There is some more stuff.” Raising a hand, Alex showed to all of them his recently discovered capability to harden his skin. What was a deeply tanned and smooth changed to a hard and abrasive texture, a mixture between stone and bark. “It’s just that anything that’s too far from the human baseline doesn’t ‘stick’.” He stopped concentrating on it and his arm changed back to normal.

“Mhm, I do have a similar benefit with my wings.” Tess manifested the angelic extensions of her back for a moment, before dismissing them again. The supernatural phenomenon was accompanied by a sound like a flock of pigeons taking off. “It might be that everything that could get in the way is retractable in some way?”

“These horns get in the way of being a side sleeper,” Selana complained.

“As do these ears.” Jane gave the left one a poke for emphasis. She moaned at her own touch. “So sensitive…” She shook her head, sending her messy, short hair flying. She had to blow a strand out of her eyes afterwards. “I wouldn’t mind if you picked up a pair of horns, at least.”

“Grabbing the bull by the horns sounds pretty neat,” Selana agreed.

“For my part, I would like to have wings…” Alex admitted. “Can you fly with yours yet, Tess?”

“Only for short stretches and not very high. Astrid will be similarly limited, I believe.”

“We will find out… I wonder if we have to start bolting down things so she doesn’t whimsy them away,” Alex was only half-joking. “I know Evelyn experienced some stronger impulses to hoard things. Did any of you notice changes?”

“Not really,” Tess was the first to answer. “I think I am more capable of detecting lies, but that could just be because the only liars around are brats and shy girls, both of which make it very obvious.”

“I definitely have changed.” Jane directed her gaze to one of the amber-crystal windows. “I feel more attuned to nature than I did before, like the outdoors is where I belong. That, and I delight in the sun’s presence.”

“You did get more caramel.”

“I do like the tan,” Jane said.

Selana smirked. “Everyone likes the tan. If you get any darker, you’ll be a wood elf.”

‘We took a different fork in that road,’ Alex heard himself think. It was an odd occurrence of the mind. The conversation kept moving before he could puzzle that out.

“I’ve obviously started to enjoy getting milked, which was definitely not even on my concepts of fetishes I had before. Then again, did not think I would love being the dedicated, submissive cocksleeve of my longtime friend either, so shows what I fucking know.” Selana shrugged. “Also, can we talk about how sensitive we all got? Specifically the throat?”

“That’s mostly my incubus influence,” Alex reminded them.

“Yeah, but still…”

“It is fascinating to watch you all cum with your breasts alone,” Jane threw in.

“”That was a thing before,”” Tess and Selana answered in unison.

They looked at each other, then the angelic goth made a head gesture for the Latina to continue. “My tits were always sensitive. Got more sensitive, admittedly, as they got larger.”

“Here I thought it was a development like my ears.”

“Nope, just a sex slave by nature,” Selana grinned.

That was as much as Alex could take on that topic. “Alright, now I need to use you for at least one load,” he declared and rose from his throne.

He ended up filling the pussies of all three women present.

Alex met up with Valeria, Niara and Sofia in the chamber near the entrance that had been made the preparation room. With all other matters dealt with and the day properly starting, there were only a few matters left to decide before they went out for the day.

One of these matters was the matter of the equipment. On the floor in that room laid the few items that were advisable to be carried around. One was a small pile of light crystals, already successfully grown from the box. Another was the Storage Gauntlet, which would be very useful in having those crystals on hand. The third was, what they had dubbed, the Necklace of Regulation, which kept heat and cold moderated around the wearer.

The question was who would wear what.