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The body that was cuddling with Tione as she drifted off to sleep... didn't get to move, given that I had said it was just for her, and I'd meant it. When you have eight bodies, the experience of one of them being bored is a bit different. Obviously, I had mental stimulation, but at the same time, emotions are chemical responses in the brain, and that body was getting no novel information of interest. Even when it dipped into sleep out of boredom, it soon woke back up since I was so used to the polyphasic sleep thing that all my sleeps were short, leaving me yawning as I remained curled into Tione's naked body.

I decided to just accept the boredom and practice patience - it was Tione's first night with a man, I'd rather she didn't wake up to find him gone. My other bodies were mostly busy with other things: Naomi was on her knees getting facefucked while Setsuko played with Tatsuki in another room; the body that had Ganko attached to it was watching Amaranth, letting her try to grab at my finger, while Ganko just cooed excitedly over her, saying how all my children were super duper cute and so forth; two were over at the Maxwell house, one getting fellated by Alex while the other was fucking her wife in my lap, while Rei just watched in insensate glee, riding her moms' senses; one was out on a date with Haruhime, watching a play with her, while my hand rested on hers and her tail idly rubbed against my back; and another was currently fucking the very pregnant Erza into the bed, a fucked-silly Koriand'r lying in a sweaty tangle of limbs next to her.

One of them, however, was currently free - after all, I'd just split my body in two after Tione had admitted her love for me. That one went to talk to Loki, about one of the most obvious, important things: what to do with all my points. With Ais and now Tione's confessions, I had fifty-eight points (don't forget that I'd lost twelve, giving Tione her own personal body).

"I can't believe that you bought an extra body without even asking me," Loki huffed, obviously not actually upset but just play-acting.

"I'm sorry, Loki," I told her. "You know how Tione is. I figured she'd be happiest and most satisfied if she had a body of mine all to her own."

"Nn... but I don't get one! And I'm even better than her! Four times as many points!" She held up that many fingers in demonstration.

"You're not crazy jealous of other women."

"And once more, I suffer for being so great," Loki said, shaking her head, and I just leaned in to kiss her softly on the lips - just a quick, affectionate peck.

"I love you," I told her, and the tiny flush she'd had from the surprise kiss turned brighter.

"Th-thanks," she said, completely forgetting to pretend to be upset, playing with her hair for a moment. "Anyway, let's focus on what's important: what to buy with those points."

"I was figuring Darkness, since I have enough points to buy her."

"Yeah, I was also figuring Darkness, on account of she has big boobs and is a masochist who isn't a huge brat like Julia. But let's go over the other stuff again."

"New bodies, twelve points each; Everlasting Talent, ten points; maybe Science or Creative Talent, to help with my blacksmithing? Those are twenty and ten points, respectively."

"Pfuh. You already said that your whole Exaltation dealy is actually already helping you out on that front. Besides, if you seduce Hephaistos, I'll have to apologize to her or whatever."

"Apologize to her? What did you do?"

"Nothin' important," she said, and I had to assume it was quite important. I just gave her a long look. "I may have given her a few of her nicknames up in Heaven," she explained.

"Hephaistos is a very nice and sweet woman," I said.

"Ugh! You're not even fucking her yet and you're already doing it!"

"Yes, I'm already saying you should do the right thing," I told her, making her scowl at me. "Fine. Let's put it aside for the moment. Besides those... there's a few seduction power ups, and I could save up for Juvia. Oh, and Wild Talent might help in the Dungeon."

"Anything good on the seduction end of things?"

"Nothing better than Celestial Bliss Trick and multiple bodies," I replied.

"Right... alright, yeah. Let's get this Darkness babe in here!" Loki clapped her hands in excitement. "Summon me a hot, big-titted, blonde buxom masochist!"

"Ah... just a sec, actually," I said. "There's one thing I have to do first."

* * *

Darkness jerked as she took in the room she was in. There was a half-naked man sitting on the bed in front of her, right next to a half-naked woman. The half-naked man was incredibly hot: chiseled muscles, and you could tell, even with him sitting down, that he was tall. The half-naked woman was probably average-ish, with red hair, but she was more focused on the man. He was so muscly. She felt goosebumps run down her spine as she contemplated his form. She wanted him to... do things to her. Sinful things.

She paused for a moment, wondering why she was here, in this room. She had gone to sleep at the inn, hadn't she? She touched her upper arm, finding that she was wearing her armor, which didn't quite make sense. How was she here, without remembering how she got here? It didn't make sense.

Unless... she looked at the man more closely. Ah! She shivered in place, goosebumps getting more excited, her pussy throbbing. He had kidnapped her, forced her to drink a love potion while she was asleep, and now was going to do all sorts of despicable things to her! "So, Darkness-" he began, shaking her out of her thoughts.

"AH!" She immediately collapsed to one knee before him. "My apologies, my lord and master! I should be punished for failing to proclaim my undying loyalty to you," she declared, bringing up one hand to her chest in a self-humiliating parody of the act of a knighthood. "Now that you've stolen me away from my home, made me your woman by force and guile... I must do whatever you say." She could see his pants tent in response to those words, which made her feel excited.

It was really happening! She was really getting kidnapped and raped! And the guy was hot, too, which was - nice? Maybe she would have thought she preferred a gross or pathetic man to dominate her, back in the day, but here! Here she felt like it was so appropriate! His incredible physique, his height, his power... it wiped away her previous predilections and replaced them with lust for him! So appropriate!

She was so wet. He'd probably done that to her head. She was flush with arousal as she contemplated what he'd do to her. "Darkness, this is Loki," he said, gesturing to the woman next to him, and she glanced up. The woman's own lustful gaze made her shiver in response. She was going to be forcibly used not just by a man, by this man, but by his woman as well! "I'm Drake, by the way," he told her, and she nodded. Drake. A fierce dragon, kidnapping her from her home to keep her in his tower, an enslaved princess... she had hardly even had a chance to start adventuring before some ne'er-do-well had kidnapped her to have his way with her!

He looked down at her as she remained on her knees. She flicked her gaze up to him, then back down to the ground, feeling the way that he just drank in her body. His eyes seemed to peel off her clothes, inch by inch, even when she didn't look at them. Gods! She was so wet! He was denying her, teasing her like this, and-

He placed one hand on her chin, tilting her head up to meet his gaze. He was looming over her now, standing up, and his cock was right there in her face, tenting his pants, his bare chest, everything, ahhn! She was almost on the verge of orgasm already, and nothing had even happened yet. "Strip," he ordered. His voice - so cold! So malicious! Unloving, even!

"Yes, Master," she breathed, hurriedly taking off her armor, leaving her in just her undergarments, a black bodysuit - when she struggled for a moment with part of the fastenings, Drake simply reached down for her clothes, his hand clawing into the neckline and simply tore it off, leaving her naked and heaving, her cheeks flush, her pussy wet, her nipples hard. Her mouth opened and closed in awe as she stared up at him. What a man!

"Is she alright?" Loki asked, sounding actually concerned.

"She's just like this," Drake said, his coldness vanishing from his voice for a moment. He turned back to Darkness, grasping her head and rubbing her cheek into his pelvis, letting her feel his thick, throbbing manhood, the scent of it filling her nostrils, making her whole body tremble. "Aren't you? Isn't becoming my loyal little sex slave, for me to have my wicked way with, to mistreat and abuse - isn't that exactly what you've always wanted?"

"Yesss," she whined out, admitting to her shameful lusts, caught up in the moment before catching herself. "I mean, n-no! Never! Not even once! It was you! You did this to me!"

Loki let out a snort. "Alright. I get it."

"Your body won't just be available to me, Darkness," Drake said, and her clit throbbed at those words, her eyes staring up at him in wonder and lust. "It'll also be available to Loki. You must let her grope your breasts whenever she pleases." She nodded, panting, reaching up with one hand to wipe away the drool that was starting to form on her chin. "You're useless as a knight, to be honest. Too weak, too inaccurate, to be useful to me as a warrior. Maybe you'll be allowed to be a pack mule for me, if you're a very good girl."

He shifted his weight slightly, rubbing his calf against her clit in the process - and she instantly came, squealing in ecstasy as she writhed in place, her hips bucking, grinding against him, her eyes delirious with delight. This was it! The moment she'd been waiting for all her life! The moment she became a man's plaything, to be mistreated however he so wished!

As she came, he reached for his waistband, pulling down his pants and letting his hard cock bounce free, just slapping her in the face. It was obscenely large, just gargantuan, the scent of it filling her nostrils instantly. Manly. Musky. She would never forget the smell for as long as she lived. A full foot-long dick, as thick around as her arm, and she just salivated as she stared at it. At this cock. It was no mere mortal cock. It was a god's cock. She stared at it, going cross-eyed as she did.

"Holy crap, it's huge," Loki said.

"I told you I had something to do. Darkness is a size queen, isn't she?"

"Ahn?!" She'd never heard that turn of phrase, her eyes going up to him in confusion. She was no queen! She was a lowly slave! A noble lady turned cumdump and fucktoy!

"Oh. What I mean by that, is that you want to be broken by a huge, fat cock. Isn't that right, Darkness?"

"Yesss," she said, as she stared at it - then he grasped her ponytail, dragging her to the tip of his cock. She stretched her mouth out wide to accommodate his girthy rod, her tongue stretching out to allow him to roll his length into her mouth. He promptly pushed past her lips, uncaring about her pleasure as he just slid his length along her tongue, clogging up her mouth, starting to press against the back of her throat, making her gag and spasm. She'd never taken a cock in her mouth before, and certainly not a cock this big, but she'd try her hardest! She was scarcely a quarter of the way down, her lips smacking against his length as he ground her in place, before it was pushing against her gag reflex, making her spasm, uncaring of any discomfort she might be experiencing.

She loved it. She was crying tears of joy already, and Drake was just staring down at her, looming over her as he continued to press his massive, fat cock, the one that was straining her jaw to keep inside, her eyelashes already fluttering from the bliss of her throat being clogged by it... this was what she'd been fantasizing of!

She felt a pair of hands on her tits, and she rolled her eyes around, trying to decipher the cause, realizing as she did that Loki had left the bed to get behind her, and those slender fingers on her tits belonged to another woman. Belonged to Drake's woman. His bride, probably - him, the wicked king, her, his equally wicked queen. She was a toy they'd share between one another. That would be her life from now on, being fondled and raped however the pair pleased - when Drake pressed his foot into her pussy, grinding against her clit, she promptly came, saliva spraying out of her mouth as her eyes rolled up once more, Loki's fondling only getting more manic.

He gripped her head as well, starting to try to fuck at her face, trying to slam that massive thing down her resisting, noncompliant throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he chokefucked her like that, ramming his dick against the back of her mouth, one powerful hand on the back of her head as he put her to her new use. She quivered in bliss, eyes rolling up, as Loki continued to flagrantly molest her bare breasts, treating them like a pair of stress balls, as if her whole body were meant just to please Drake and her, which it was now. Now that she had been kidnapped and turned into Drake's toy, she really did have no purpose other than sex.

He ground his sole against her pelvis, his heel rubbing at her pubic mound and clit, as he fucked at her face, balancing himself using her head and his own massive cock. Her throat had yet to comply with his cock's forceful intrusions, despite her own attempts to the contrary, and she just spasmed, jerked, and finally came in that position, all her fantasies at last realized with this brute raping her face after less than a minute's conversation. She barely knew his name, and yet, she was being put to this, single, solitary, perfect use.

He sighed, yanking her up and off his cock, leaving her gasping and heaving, halfway resting against the slender redhead behind her, her hair a tangled mess as she caught her breath. The woman's hands just got more excited the heavier her breathing, and she stared up at her new master and owner, her new god, admiring his massive cock as it throbbed over her face, her cheeks flush with arousal as she went cross-eyed staring at it.

"This is what you want, isn't it, Darkness? What you've always wanted," he said to her, his voice almost malicious. He slapped her face with his cock, making her moan in delirious delight at the mistreatment. "To be used by a man who doesn't care about you."

"Yessss," she hissed, unable to resist the urge. His cock once more slapped against her face, and for just a moment, she thought she saw some emotion in his face other than cool contempt - concern, love, affection, something like that. But it was just a delusion, born of whatever love potion he'd force fed her in her sleep, she could tell that.

"It's too bad you're not any good at it," he said, and she whimpered at the words. It was true. How many times had she imagined having a gigantic cock reaming out the inside of her throat? She should have practiced, so that she could be properly used her first time, but now, here she was, only capable of taking maybe a quarter of this godly cock. She shivered in masochistic delight. He really was the perfect man: brutish, selfish, cruel. She squirmed as he just rubbed his spit-slick dick all over her face, contemplating her like you might an unruly dog, an animal that needed to be disciplined and taught to behave properly.

"Sorry, Master," she told him. She was sorry, somehow, impossibly. That love potion she'd been force fed must have been pretty powerful, for her to feel bad about disappointing a man who had only mistreated her.

"Yeah, yeah," he said, glancing behind her at Loki. "Since your throat is such a useless thing, I think I want to fuck your tits instead."

"Yeah?" Loki said, pinching her nipples and tugging her tits apart, spreading them wide like they were her legs being pulled apart, exposed to a man. Spread like she was inviting him into her virginal pussy, only it wasn't her (dripping wet, she could feel her juices trickling down her inner thighs) pussy, it was her sternum that was exposed. "Well, go ahead, Drake," she said, wiggling Darkness's tits as if for emphasis.

Drake dutifully stuffed that massive cock of his between Darkness's breasts, and she shivered as she felt his length get wrapped in her bosom, Loki's fingers just mushing her tits together, using her like an onahole to please her - husband? Lover? Concubine? Whatever debauched relationship they had, it was clearly quite intimate, and she was present just as a toy the couple were sharing. She moaned gently - and then Drake planted his hand on the back of her head once more, stuffing his cock into her wide-open lips, where it came out from between her breasts.

She just let out incoherent little noises as she got chokefucked on his fat cock. She quivered in place, mewling around his length, his fat cock effortlessly dominating her like that, her lips stretched wide to accommodate his dick. "Sheesh, she's got pretty sensitive tits, I think," Loki said, squishing her breasts all the more roughly. "Right up there with Setsuko's! Not that I'm complaining, that's how I like 'em!"

"I think it's more that she's so aroused from this," Drake corrected. "She always wished some powerful man would just steal her away and turn her into his plaything, a slave to his mighty cock, a toy to be abused as he so wished." She whimpered around the tip of his dick, practically going cross-eyed as she did. He must have somehow read her mind while she was unconscious! "Lick it, you stupid bitch." She whimpered again, though in a completely different way, feeling humiliated by the insult, her tongue getting into the action, flicking away at his massive rod. "When you're done working my cock over, I'm going to introduce you to my best sex slave," he explained to her, making her nod in acquiescence. "She'll explain how things will be from now on, for you."

She came at that point, going cross-eyed as her knees knocked against one another, while Drake just continued to pump his fat cock at her mouth, her tongue going hog wild inside her mouth, saliva dribbling out over her lower lip as she got her face abused like that.

Drake himself just slammed his hips back and forth, his cock plunging into her mouth, rubbing against her tits, making her shiver in masochistic delight: there was hardly any lube. What saliva had dribbled out of her mouth was vastly insufficient to handle his cock, and of course, she'd only gotten the first few inches of his dick in her mouth, and by extension, wet. The friction of his massive rod, brutalizing her tits, was rough on her skin, and she jerked and twitched in place from the rough mistreatment. All the while, he kept a firm grip on the back of her head, making her glug-glug and glak-glak around the tip of his dick each time it rammed its fat length into her mouth.

She lost track of time in that position, her tits and mouth put to their new role as his personal onaholes, his masturbation aids, the fate she'd become doomed to the moment that she had fallen asleep and let him slip whatever love potion into her mouth. She went cross-eyed, drooling, spasming, jerking, lost and piteous beneath his unending domination, coming over and over again. Loki's fingers sank into her tits, pinched her nipples, played with her breasts ever more roughly, while Drake just maintained an iron grip on the back of her head. Even when, on some base instinct, she tried to pull back for a moment, he was far, far too powerful for her to do any such thing - he was not just visibly muscular, but clearly supernaturally so, able to effortlessly hold her in place.

When he finally erupted inside of her mouth, it was sweet, ecstatic delight, the first thick taste of salty cum splattering all over the inside of her mouth, bitter and sharp, a reminder that from today forward, she was nothing but a cum dump, a receptacle for her new master's seed. When he finished coming, her mouth was spilling over, with the obscene load he'd deposited, despite her best efforts to swallow and hold it in, the thick stuff clinging to the inside of her mouth, resisting getting any down her throat. The taste left her dizzy, the scent still clinging to her nose as he finally pulled his cock out of her breasts.

He admired her - and Loki, too, who was still greedily molesting her tits even though he'd stopped fucking them. Clearly, she was going to be not just his toy, but hers too, the blatant humiliation of it making her experience a quiet pulse of delight. "She's definitely very inexperienced," he said, speaking of her like she wasn't even there. "It'll take her a while to be any good at sucking dick."

Her cheeks burned with quiet humiliation. "Shorry," she slurred out around the cum in her mouth.

He just pat her head. "It's alright, Darkness. You'll be getting plenty of use in the future, and learn to be a proper toy for me." She whimpered a bit at those words.

He was such a real man, gods, she wanted him to just start fucking her tits again. She tried swallowing the cum in her mouth.

* * *

The girl without a name hurriedly approached Loki's office - Drake had said that Darkness had just lost her oral and mammillary virginity, and that he'd been playing the "cruel, sadistic kidnapper" role for Darkness (who loved it, gauging by how much she came, without him using Celestial Bliss Trick). Still, he was worried about Darkness's mental well-being, which was understandable, since the cute, ridiculous masosub was immature and completely sex-brained to the point of giving Rei a run for her money. So, rather than break character himself, he wanted her to talk to Darkness, to figure out how best to handle things going forward.

Also, he'd apparently completely torn up her bodysuit (So sexy! She should buy a bodysuit just so he could tear it off her!), so the girl without a name carried a change of clothes for the busty sub. Apparently, Loki could tell how large a girl's breasts were, just by groping them for several minutes. What an impressive talent!

"Ah, there you are," Drake said, as she entered the room. "Come along, Loki. Let's give the slaves a moment alone."

"But I'm enjoying groping he~er," Loki whined, fingers still pawing at Darkness's tits, and Drake gave her a sharp look. "Come on... don't I deserve to get to grope her? Isn't that my right as your goddess?"

"Goddess?" Darkness asked, clearly still a bit fuckdrunk. "You're a goddess?"

"Yep. The goddess Loki."

"A rape goddess..." Darkness breathed, almost orgasming from the words.

"Loki. Come on. You'd rather get this cock inside you than grope her for another few minutes, wouldn't you?"

Loki's gaze went to Drake's groin, where his pants were tented, and - ah! Rei must have made his dick extra-big again, that was much bigger swell than normal! She hoped it didn't go back to normal before he raped her with it! "Alright, fine." Loki got up at last, hooking her arm together with Drake. "Good luck, Xulia." The girl without a name didn't respond - she couldn't. The pair of them departed, leaving the girl without a name and Darkness alone in Loki's office, Darkness still half-unconscious and drooling.

She looked so cute, to the girl without a name. Adorably fucked-stupid. The girl without a name didn't think she had ever been that bad, but she definitely enjoyed a deep subspace slip from time to time with Drake - and Drake had started Darkness off believing he really was the nastiest dominant rapist around!

"Hello," the girl without a name said, placing the folded clothes next to Darkness. The girl in question blinked rapidly. "I'm goshujinsama's personal bitch," she explained, smiling warmly, and she saw the frisson of delight that played out across Darkness's face. She was imagining herself one day being Drake's personal bitch, or at least one of them. It was positively adorable! "How are you feeling?"

"...ah, awful," Darkness said, lying poorly as her brain slowly recovered. "I- that, that dastardly! Drake! He's a monster... he just kidnapped me, forced me to fall in love with him, and then brutally raped my mouth and tits with his massive, huge, bitchbreaking cock, too large for me to even get it in my throat! He's a monster!"

The girl without a name glanced at the door - it was closed, of course - then back to Darkness, pretending to be part of a conspiracy. "It's okay. We can just be honest here, it's the two of us. I love it when goshujinsama brutally rapes me in all three holes. It took him weeks and weeks before he finally claimed my cunt," she explained, and she saw the way that Darkness's throat bobbed in response to the words.

"Ah...?" Darkness asked, seeming confused. "You don't hate it?"

This was definitely sort of annoying, pretending to be doing a whole roleplay scenario constantly, not breaking character but still having to play out her role as a fellow happy slave who had been forced into service... Drake was so nice to do it, when this was one of the women he loved most in the world! He probably wanted to cuddle with Darkness and tell her everything was fine (he was a big vanilla softy), but out of love for Darkness, he did this instead! "Well, no, of course not. Why would I hate being utterly dominated and used by goshujinsama's big, fat, bitchbreaker cock?" Darkness let out a little pant at the thought of goshujinsama's artificially-enhanced dick.

"It's so big," Darkness gushed. "So fucking big." A fellow size queen! Sometimes it felt like it was just her who could appreciate a dick so big it couldn't actually fit!

"That's right," the girl without a name agreed. "That massive cock is going to rule you from today forward, Darkness, but there are some things you have to understand, if you're going to be goshujinsama's fucktoy." Darkness nodded rapidly, focusing on her like she was her senpai. "Goshujinsama has several wives, and lovers besides. Only you and I are his sex slaves," she explained. "If you tell anybody that you're his sex slave, he'll..." have to correct your delusions, but that didn't sound right, now did it? "...handle you," she finished. "You have to keep it a secret. Pretend to be just another lover. But don't be confused: you will never see your family again. You will never see your friends again. You are completely alone. You're in another world altogether. Goshujinsama has kidnapped you and turned you into his fucktoy, you understand?"

"Yes, elder sister," Darkness said, nodding along, hopefully enthused.

"How are you feeling, Darkness-chan?" The girl without a name asked. Obviously Darkness would never voluntarily tell Drake how she was honestly feeling, due to her bizarre fetishes, but it was her duty to act as the go-between for the deluded girl. "I'm your big sister sex slave," she said, "so I have to make sure you're okay. Goshujinsama won't. Are you sad? Even a little bit?"

"Sad?!" Darkness suddenly grew active, the sluggish, almost dazed arousal that had previously been fogging up her brain seeming to vanish in a second. "I'm the sex slave of a man with an enormous horse cock that will break me in and plug up all my holes!" Her eyes were wild as she spoke. "I'll never see my family again! Never see my father again-! I'll never see some handsome, kind, well-meaning noble try to win my hand in marriage! How could I possibly be sad?!?"

The girl without a name smiled - she'd expected an answer like that - and she patted Darkness's cheek. "I'm glad to hear that, Darkness. If you ever feel sad, you can tell me."

Darkness gave her a look that said she couldn't imagine ever feeling upset about her circumstances. "Does Drake- Master- how should I call him?"

"You can call him whatever you want," the girl without a name said. "Goshujinsama just means master in Japanese, so that's why I call him that."

"Oh. Are you Japanese, then?"

"Nope! Anyway, what were you going to ask?"

"Ah! Does... hmm... does the Master use your body for his own insidious pleasure regularly?"

"Oh, absolutely!"

"Does he tie you up and hold you on the edge until you finally break down and beg for more?"

"Mm... well," the girl without a name poked at her cheek. Obviously, he didn't, but also obviously, he would be willing to if it would make Darkness happy. "I think he might have mentioned wanting to do something like that to you."

"Ah! But surely the Master forcibly parades you about in obscene outfits in public, forcing you to be humiliated as everyone stares at you and whispers, knowing that you're his personal whore and that he'll sell your body for some quick cash?!"

"Mm, well, goshujinsama does whore me out sometimes, but he's not into the 'public' thing. He thinks his sex slaves are a private matter, you understand, Darkness?"

"I see... yes, that makes sense..." Darkness said, nodding along to the girl without a name's words. "Ah! But imagine how wonderful it would be! Stuck in the stockades, bent over in the public square, him charging a few gold coins per screw, beggars and lowlifes fucking you, making you get pregnant with some random man's child from all the cum filling your womb..."

"That does sound very sexy!" The girl without a name agreed. "Unfortunately, like I said, goshujinsama isn't into public sex... I'll tell him that you're eager to earn money for him with your body, though," she added.

"Oh-! Don't tell him that!" Darkness said hurriedly. "No, no, he should just brutally abuse and misuse me however he pleases, as is his right as my new owner..." She dreamily stared off into the distance, seeming to salivate a bit.

"I see." The girl without a name tilted her head. "I was wondering how you felt about children?"

"Children?" Darkness asked, seeming surprised by the question, tilting her head up to meet the girl without a name's gaze once more.

"You know. Do you want to be bred by goshujinsama's massive cock? To bear his young?"

"Oh..." Darkness swallowed. "To be turned into his broodmare... it's so erotic!" She admitted, placing her hands on her cheeks as she flushed bright red, perhaps thinking about something besides pure sex. "But the child-! Who would raise it? Would I be the one raising it, or him, or- or someone else altogether?"

"Mm..." The girl without a name hummed in response. Probably saying that he was a wonderful and attentive father who provided baby Amaranth and Tatsuki with copious amounts of attention wouldn't make him sound like the sort of cruel fiend that Darkness wanted him to be. "Well, goshujinsama handles such matters, as he wills." Darkness nodded at the complete non-answer. She wanted to let Darkness decide whether she'd have his child or not... but she couldn't just say that Drake had full control over his fertility. That would ruin her noncon delusion! "Of course, with a cock like that, if he comes inside you, even once - that's it. You'll be pregnant." Darkness shivered at those words, her pupils seeming to dilate. "But he won't put it in... not until you beg. Not until you beg, knowing that as a consequence, you'll have a child - a child you'll have to take responsibility for!" She added. She'd tell Drake about that little rule, and then he'd know that Darkness was only ready to get knocked up when she asked for him to fuck her.

"Yes... I understand... with a cock like that, yes, that's natural... have you already had his child?"

The girl without a name wished she had. She loved Drake so much. He was so kind and thoughtful and he really went out of his way for her. He was shaping up to be a wonderful father, so sweet with the little ones, and she loved helping out with Tatsuki and Amaranth whenever it was needed. But...

"Sadly, I can't get pregnant." It was the truth, after all.

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