Tomboy Island

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

It was another beautiful morning in the home of the man of the island. Birds were chirping, flitting above the canopy of the Tree of Life, casting their shadows on the orange crystals. The sun was rising, though dimmed by the clouds that delivered a light pitter-patter. Haremettes were moaning, crying out as they stirred from wet dreams into an even hornier reality.

“Oh… Master’s cock was always so hard… first thing in the morning… I could hardly believe my own brazenness as I… kept… bouncing on it!”

Alex yawned, his mind roused from slumber by the snug grip moving up and down his shaft. He opened his eyes. On his left shoulder rested Amethyst, on his right Kiara and both were unconsciously pressing their butts into his palms. He barely had to adjust the position of his hands to press his thick fingers into their already wet pussies. Their moans quickly joined the others.

Having slept through it, Alex could not say what had started it, but the majority of his harem were already masturbating. Fingers were pumping in and out of wet folds with casual, perverted need. “Master!” they cried. “Master!” The title always preceded an orgasm, the veneration acting as the finest aphrodisiac.

“Mhmmmm, Masterrrrr,” Amethyst cooed, immediately kissing her way up his neck upon waking.

“Oh… Master…” Kiara muttered, still half asleep, pushing her enormous tits up to him. “...Can’t wait to… have you put that promised baby into me… Master…!” Her folds twitched around his fingers.

“Ah, yes, Master! Master was always so… relentlessly virile and… awawawa…!” Ashley’s comments came to a sudden end when her blue eyes met his. She went rigid, her pussy clenching around him as a sudden and intense orgasm made her honey gush. Less than two minutes awake and Alex’s cock was already coated in the juices of a horny sex slave.

The mousey Asian resumed moving as soon as she stopped spasming. She knew exactly what duty she had assumed, climbing on his cock first thing in the morning, and it did not end until the weight of the night was exorcised.

Small, brave and blissed out of her mind, Ashley kept bouncing on him. He matched her movements with his own thrusts, making her black hair fly with every perfectly coordinated repetition. Her second orgasm was fast approaching, as was his first.

The first release of the day typically came quick and, steeped in pheromones as the room already was, today made this especially true. Just as Ashley threw her head back in another climactic wail, the thick seed rushed up his shaft. “Cum!”

The entire room burst out into a simultaneous orgasmic high. Just his voice brought the women around a greater pleasure than their fingers ever could. Lying on their backs, his sex slaves’ hips pushed up into the air as they all gasped, sighed and cried out in their unified bliss. Amethyst and Kiara were louder, blessed by the attention of his fingers. Ashley went silent, the triple climax brought by thrusts, seed and order too much for her vocal cords. Her eyes rolled up. Their joined sexes were covered by the rhythmic explosion of pussy juices.

Alex groaned with each relieving spurt he delivered to Ashley’s eager depths. Her walls shifted around him, greedily milking him of every drop he had to offer. The petite woman’s abdomen visibly rose from the girth of the dick she so valiantly sheathed. ‘A perfect little cocksleeve,’ her Master thought.

“One load is certainly not enough for you, Master?”

Seductively purring, Yahui crawled towards him with almost unnerving fluidity. The rhythmic gymnast had always been a graceful one. Overnight, a new transformation had emphasized this even further.

A dusting of smooth, serpentine scales marked the outside of her pale legs and arms with another layer of white. Alex immediately reached on over, inspecting them with his fingers. The texture was quite pleasant, different from skin but not in any way abrasive or unpleasant. Two little clusters of them underlined her eyes. They were striking, icy blue, the pupils narrow slits surrounded by a thin layer of white.

“You’ve turned me into a beast,” the Chinese woman hissed wantonly, climbing over Kiara to get even closer to him. Her breasts hung perpendicular from her chest, having grown in size from small to medium. “And I love it,” she whispered, opening her mouth wide. A fresh pair of fangs stood out prominently among her perfectly white teeth. Long and pointy, her tongue extended twice over the length of her chin before she pulled it back in to oblige what her Master wanted to do to her.

Grabbing her by the back of her head, he pulled her into a feverish kiss. As he wrestled her nimble tongue into submission, he rose from his current confinement. Amethyst gasped in voyeuristic delight, Kiara muttered a bratty curse, and both masturbated to the scene. Ashley glided off his cock, crying aloud when she was used as the first meal of the day by several of the haremettes.

Alex indeed needed more than one release to call it a satisfying morning. Without hesitation, he pinned the cold-blooded snake woman beneath him. Her cunt was drenched already, her longing fulfilled when he straddled her wide hips and pressed down into her.

Her pussy gripped him with supernatural coldness. It was somehow not unpleasant, neither actively nor passively, just different. The twitching of her folds was everything he was used to from his sex slaves: a tight hold that only grew tighter as he began to rut into her. Spasms counteracted the stretching he forced upon her womanhood.

Rutting into a monster tomboy second thing in the morning really got the blood pumping. The relentless mating press was not only satisfying for him, it also reinvigorated the feverish masturbations all around the room. What started as singular pleasure rapidly developed into a widespread lesbian orgy, all focused around watching him slam down into Yahui’s quivering quim.

The Asian lady cried out in ecstasy as the repeated orgasms hit her in quick succession. He was rough and fast, turned on by the changes that had manifested. The supernatural adjustments continued to make each of his women hotter in magical, feral, unholy and/or blessed ways.

Hitting her weak spots on every thrust was the first priority, his own pleasure a distant second. All the same, his orgasm approached swiftly. Her round ass rippled under every impact. His balls, heavy with seed, smacked against her. The percussive beat only stopped when he stopped all the way inside her, testicles tightening.

Cum rushed into her depths in heavy spurts. Teeth clenched, he gripped the reality of the situation with his mind. A nubile olympic athlete, screaming her lungs out as she squirted from getting her womb painted with his seed. A tomboy, turning into more and more of a monster girl, buried under him while his own enormous frame pulsed with the might of titans and more.

Life was fantastic.

After that second load, he was properly awake. Sapphic activity petered out, allowing him to properly take in who all had changed this night. There was Yahui, of course, who now was some kind of ice snake woman. That her breasts had also grown in that time was interesting.

[Yahui Ice Snake]

Another change he noted, though only passively, was Tess. Her hair had grown even longer, now reaching all the way to her round butt. It would be very satisfying to pull, he reckoned.

[Tess Throne Very Long Hair]

The other two changes were on the very overt side. Indeed, that Alex had missed them so far was entirely owed to how distracted he had been with pounding other women’s brains out.

Valeria was now covered in stripes. The dark tiger patterns complemented her dark skin very well and the brown-furred cat tail rounded out the picture completely. His short-haired climber had graduated from cat to tiger tomboy. She was more defined now, the peaks and valley of her midriff hinting at her new strength.

Currently, Valeria stood in front of Evelyn, showcasing another change that had occurred: Valeria was taller now. In fact, she now was the tallest woman of the harem by a visible but not large margin. Alex estimated her to be about 5 centimetres shy of the 2 metre mark.

It really didn’t matter. Fact was that the red-lipped, green eyed tiger tomboy was a toned hourglass of a gorgeous being.

[Valeria Tiger]

Evelyn seemed minorly annoyed at the loss of her position as the harem’s tallest. An annoyance that was buried under her smug satisfaction of having, finally, achieved her own second transformation.

Her horns had taken on a pronounced bronze gleam, a colour shared with the scales that aesthetically covered her limbs. It was a nice colour, harmonising nicely with the shade of brown the slightly less dark Latina had. The scales ended in sharp claws, though Alex only caught a glimpse of them before Evelyn willed them to retreat, leaving regular, slender digits behind. A draconic tail was the final very prominent addition, attached above her round ass to the aptly named tailbone.

[Evelyn Bronze Dragon Monori]

“I hope this new form pleases you, Master?” Evelyn asked in a manner that did not require a confirmation. “Our brood shall inherit the Earth and our hoard shall moan into the heavens.”

“What kind of hoard moans?” Kiara asked.

“You know,” Evelyn responded with a haughty grin, the tip of her scaled tail wagging. “I hope your surfacing heritage can provide worthwhile rivals for my descendants. Alas, you are all competing with a dragon.”

“A bronze dragon,” Charlotte threw in. “Couldn’t even get the silver!”

The comment did not even leave a dent in the dragon tomboy’s smugness. “Try your needling of my ego all you want, vixen, I am still a dragon and that is awesome.”

“But have ya considered that your scale tail is nothing compared to my big fluffy blessing?” Charlotte asked.

Niara nodded twice in quick succession. Though she did not have a tail yet, it was only a matter of time.

“Fluffy tails are superior,” Valeria stated.

“Hmph,” Evelyn harumphed. “You may hold that delusion. Now, unless Master wishes to fuck me…” She gave him a moment to interject with a response.

“I always want to, but the day has to start,” he said.

“...then we should get moving,” Evelyn declared.

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“Amethyst, you are positively glowing today,” Alex remarked during breakfast.

“Is that an invitation to serve as your morning toy, Master?” The slime tomboy struck an alluring pose, while everyone else took their position around the breakfast table. “Because I would be delighted!”

[Amethyst Everspring]

Given her nature, she only needed cum and water to survive. That did make her the natural choice for the position. The only reason she wasn’t being used every morning was Alex’s reluctance to hand out such favouritism.

For this singular morning, however, he deemed it permissible.

“Take your place,” he ordered the the blue-haired slime. Excited, she jumped over the table. She collapsed into a huge puddle on impact, then stretched back out into her female form as she flowed between his legs.

The display temporarily confused Alex. He did not remember her being quite this liquid. A loving kiss on his cock head made that feeling vanish swiftly, replacing it with pleasure. The serve-happy slime took him into her throat without hesitation. His erect member pulsed inside her throat, its shadow plainly visible through the light purple gel that made up her body.

Several swift bobs filled the room with the lewd slurps of a very happy comfort hole. It was a considerably more interesting sound than that of the food getting carried in by their pseudo-Shoggoth servants. Cold remnants from yesterday and freshly cut fruit were presented in short-lived bowls made from the creature’s impossible bodies.

Amethyst’s throat vibrated around him like a second pussy. The walls shifted in shape constantly, both to massage his length and to make herself into the perfect cocksleeve at every given opportunity. When she relinquished the full sheathing of his shaft, she did so while sucking every centimetre tightly.

“One mouth just isn’t enough to venerate you,” Amethyst cooed.

Alex understood that to be a request to add a second comfort hole. That idea was immediately proven to be wrong though.

The slime tomboy between his legs split in two.

The process was quick, very quick. One moment Amethyst on her own, the next she was as two. The identical bodies were still joined at the legs, but Alex saw very little of that. He was too busy marvelling at the sight of the ‘twins’ kissing his balls in perfect synchronicity. Immediately after, they licked their way up his shaft.

“Hot as this is… I feel like I need an explanation?” Alex requested, giving voice to the general confusion and arousal in the room. His harem of nubile sex slaves were all salivating at the double spread of Amethyst’s ass.

“The essence of Shiulrach you brought with you.” One Amethyst spoke while the other went right back to deepthroating him. “It bonded with me last night, bringing with it great might. I’m your Everspring now, an endless flow of lust for your usage.”

Of all the uses that essence could have had, this was definitely better than anything he would have imagined. Alex spent the next ten minutes leaning back in his organic throne, getting sucked off by two Amethysts while a third picked food off the table and fed it to him with quivering hands. The bodies were not individuals, requiring some connection to the whole that was Amethyst.

The only thing better than one slime tomboy was a slime tomboy he could have a one-woman orgy with. Aesthetically, this also meant he could have twin sex without actually finding twins. A victory on every level.

After they had filled up their stomachs with enough calories to fuel them until noon, the usual decision followed.

“Obviously, Sara will accompany me today,” he announced.

The Spanish bunny woman straightened up, as if she couldn’t have seen it coming. Assuming that spending a day with him out on the island was required for their further evolution, which was by now practically confirmed, she was the last one to require this triggering condition. “T-thanks, Master! I’ll, uhm… make sure you stay satisfied!”

“Of course you will,” Alex said, his gentle smile slightly contradicting the ceaseless, aggressive bobbing of Amethyst’s now three bodies. One was sucking him off, the other two were cleaning his sack. “You are a good girl.”

“Awww…” Sara smiled broadly, putting her hands on her reddening cheeks. “I… try.”

“And you succeed,” Alex assured her, then announced his other two picks. “With us will be Astrid and Yahui.”

“Ready when you are, bro,” the spring fairy declared.

“An honour,” the Chinese gymnast cooed.

With the choices made, the breakfast gathering soon began to dissolve. That seemingly time-locked hour they had before he needed to head out was well used to socialise. After all, a talking harem was a happy harem.

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