Tomboy Island

“Yo, did I hear the bass-y voice of the man of the island?” Selana first peeked around the corner, then stepped into the chamber properly. “Knew it!”

“What, do your cow ears just pick up his voice from a hundred yards away?” Charlotte asked.

“Maybe?” Selana rubbed one of the animal ears that had replaced the human ones. That was a fact worth mentioning because that wasn’t a universal fact. It depended entirely on the position of the new pair of ears whether they completely replaced the old ones. “I don’t know cow mating behaviour, wouldn’t surprise me if they had some ritual where the bull yells and the needy cows come running.”

“Watching you walk is definitely making me needy,” Alex said.

Selana grinned, her sashay becoming slower and more exaggerated. Every swing of her wide hips was paired with a counter bounce of her massive tits. She swerved around the couch of plant matter that occupied the middle of this cross-section of several corridors. Alex got comfortable, awaiting her approach.

“Dibs.” Blair toppled over. Her hands were on Alex’s left thigh, her red lips around his cock, and just two seconds later her throat welcomed him inside.

“Oy!” Selana stopped in front of Alex, hands on her hips, and a pussy rapidly growing wetter from an unscratched itch. “I was about to drown that in my tits.”

The redhead flipped the bird towards the fat-titted tomboy, then focused entirely on stuffing as much of her throat with cock as she could. The sideways angle was not the best for depth. It wasn’t the best for anything when it came to the oral penetration angle, really.

It did have two advantages though. One was that it was a nice, casual kind of feeling. Having her kneel on the floor or lay on the back were escalating levels of submission which were often but not always desired. The second advantage was that it put her ass in reach. The juicy twin spheres of her butt were wonderfully emphasized by her posture.

A hand on that ass, Alex sighed regretfully. “She did call Dibs, Sel - nothing I can do about that.”

“Urgh, then I will-”

“Dibs on the balls!” Charlotte interrupted. The bratty fox was on the floor and crawled between his parted legs with the speed of a mischievous animal.

Alex groaned in delight when he had two of his private sluts slobbering all over his manhood.

“This is getting too loud for me,” Janette decided and stood up. “I’ll check on the tree.”

“I want a snack,” Valeria said, taking her own leave. Niara wordlessly followed her.

Sofia watched the scene for a little bit, sucking on her index finger as she did. When she realized what she was doing, she stammered, “I, u-uhm, I’ll let you empty yourself in your chosen cumdumps, Master! I’ll go train!”

“You can stay,” Alex assured her.

Sofia blinked twice, took a deep breath, then smiled widely. “Y-yeah… I can, but I’ll go train. I had you the entire day and… you will seed this sex slave again later, right?”

“Like every night,” Alex promised.

“Then… I’ll go train,” she said for the third time and walked away. He kept his eyes glued to the wiggle of her wide hips until she disappeared around a corner. Then, he was right back to looking at Selana instead.

The absolute model of a sex slave had her hands behind her back. Any pretence at outrage that other haremettes had claimed his cock before her had melted away, replaced with the placid expression of a very obedient tomboy. Her tits were pushed out, her thick thighs spread, allowing him to peak at the lower curve of her plump ass, past the swollen mound of her now glistening slit.

Alex’s dom side sung at seeing her just standing there, awaiting his orders. He gave none, testing her resolve. Blair and Charlotte continued their cock and balls worship, filling the large chamber with the depraved sounds of wanton sluts tasting their favourite thing in the world.

The redheaded cumguzzler was already moaning from tasting his precum. When his fingers wandered further and found her dripping wet cunt, she all but screamed around his cock. He played with her pussy lips and clit. She repaid him with utter devotion to the task of getting him off. Charlotte echoed the enthusiasm of her fellow haremette, rolling his heavy sack on her venerating tongue.

Minutes passed. The duo in front of him were entirely dedicated to getting him off. Everything else was secondary. Blair did not let his cock go for a second, no matter how much he edged her. Selana was dedicated to her obedience. She kept her eyes on the scene. Her only motions were the panting breaths and the occasional shudder of a deprived submissive.

When he felt his orgasm approach, he gave Selana a simple order. “Cum for me.”

“Master!” the cow tomboy managed to cry, before a simpler shout filled the air. Her knees buckled, the muscles of her thighs tensed as they struggled to keep her balance. Her hips thrust forwards into the air, a purely animalistic display of the supernatural pleasure his devilishly dominating voice offered her. Her hands remained behind her back. Her tits jiggled with every spasm.

The sight was exactly what Alex wanted to get off. After getting edged for several minutes, Blair finally was pushed over the edge by the blessed cum spurting into her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around the edge of his glans. In her spasms, she did not grasp his shaft - Charlotte did. Giggling as she lapped at his balls, she pumped his cock, feeling every spurt of his seed rush up all the way.

Blair was squirting all over his fingers. Every renewed surge made her cheeks bulge a little more and her eyelids flutter a little more intensely, until her green eyes had rolled up.

‘Such a cumslut,’ Alex thought, gleefully. ‘Such a gorgeous cumslut.’

The climaxes eventually subsided. Careful not to spill anything, the still trembling redhead sat up and offered the huge load milked from him for his viewing pleasure. “Swallow,” he permitted her.

“Hey!” Charlotte complained, but it was too late. While Blair shuddered in a powerful, second orgasm, the vixen on the floor poked Alex’s cock. “How come I don’t get a single orgasm? No commands or instant climax juice for me?”

“See, I have something else planned for you,” Alex said and gestured for her to stand up. That was the only command necessary for Charlotte to stand, then straddle him.

“Oh, ye-he-he-hesssss,” she exclaimed, while impaling herself.

A liquid servant came running over within a few seconds, offering a cup of water to Charlotte. Seated comfortable on his cock, she grabbed it, then took half a mouthful. She swirled it around in her mouth for a little while before swallowing, then did the same with a second mouthful of water. After that, she used the remaining water to clean her lips up a bit.

“Kissable?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” Alex answered in a low voice.

He loved the efforts they made for him.

“Sit down,” he ordered Selana, then began the intricate process of kissing one woman, who was riding him, while groping two others by his sides. Charlotte got the lion’s share of his attention. In that time, Selana decided that things were getting a bit more casual.

“I won’t ask what you found today… but what do you think you’ll find tomorrow?”

Alex chuckled at the question, because he had an odd answer to it. “A volcano.”

“For real?”

“Or at least some kind of concentration of extreme heat,” he clarified further. “We ran into a magma elemental earlier.”

“Really?” Blair asked from the other side. “Do you reckon it's related to the totems?”

Alex dared to make a clear call on that, “Definitely. Now, what do you think we’ll find out there?” He prompted Charlotte to answer by smack her rear.

“Lllllike… a lake?” The French woman was clearly distracted with taking his dick into her tight tunnel over and over again. “Ffffeels weird that we haven’t found any kind of lake yet, just po-nhns-ds and stuff.”

“We found a lake before.”

“We did?” Charlotte tried to remember. “Oh, right, the meteor crater?”

“The big one, yes.”

“Fairrrr enough.”

“I honestly think we’ll just find more trees and grass,” Selana said. “Seems to be all there is on these islands. Maybe some more of those purple berries.”

“I hope for a hot spring,” Blair said.

“Why?” Charlotte asked. “We got a bath that can get steaming hot.”

“It’s not the same.”

“You’re weird.”

“I’m part fire elemental. I want it hot.”

“That… is fair,” Charlotte sighed and closed her eyes. “God, I cum so easily. Just another plunge and… ah!”

The vixen stopped, slowly tilting her head back as the joy of release washed over her.

“I think we might find a mountain at some point,” Alex said. “More than just landscapes, though, I wonder if we’ll ever find a major civilization here. Also, there are probably more fae-realm entries out there.”

“I hope there’s more underground complexes,” Selana said. “I always wanted to explore a dungeon in real life.”

“It is dangerous,” Alex warned her.

“Sure it is, that’s why I got ya,” Selana cooed and scratched his chin. “I expect you to go all Vegeta on any Berus that touches me.”

“That’s implying I lose at the end,” Alex pointed out.

“It’s also implying I’m a mother of two - which is stupid. Obviously, we ain’t stopping at two.”

Alex smirked, that was what he liked to hear.

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“So, that is all that happened today,” Alex finished up his report to his gathered harem.

“Pretty exciting, but overall not that much,” Astrid summarized.

Alex nodded, then turned his attention to Ashley. “Does the book help you at all?”

“Can’t say…” the mousey Asian woman mumbled, browsing through the pages. “...seems to be the same script, although I am not 100% on that… I’ll study it tomorrow.” She put the book down next to the splintered core of the elemental.

That was really all there had been to say about that meeting. Their 11th day on the island had been, courtesy of the weather, filled primarily with a fight against it. Despite the many hours outside, most of what Alex had to show for it was a wealth of experiences on how it felt like to wander against the wind.

Now, he yearned for the warmth of his tomboys.