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Ais's eyes creaked open, crust still holding to the edges. There was the sound of an invader at the threshold to the room, and she twisted her nude body around. Drake wasn't present, having fucked her, then tucked her in and cuddled, then left once she had fallen asleep, as that was fairly standard for him. Drake did not sleep like her so it would be very very boring for him to lie in bed with her for six or more hours.

Her fingers reached over  the edge of the bed, and she collected Desperate, staring at the door where bodies fidgeted. Hissed mutters came from a pair of female voices:

"I bet he's in there."

"I bet he's not, idiot."

"If he's in there then I get dibs because you doubted."

"No! We'll share, okay?! I helped you get past-"

"Tempest," Ais whisper, her nude body slamming forward towards the door, hitting it and sending it shattering across the far wall. A pair of Amazons collapsed onto their asses from the sudden forceful movement, the one who had been kneeling in front of the door trying to crabwalk back. "What are you doing?"

"A-ah! Is Drake there?!" That was the Amazon who hadn't been kneeling in front of the door.

"Darling!" The other Amazon corrected. "We call him darling!"

"No," Ais said. "Drake isn't here." Should she call Drake darling? He liked it. She had not called him darling in the past, though... maybe she should call him some other nickname? "I was sleeping."

"Ah! Sorry, elder sister wife!"

"We were just- just hoping that Darling could fuck and breed us!"

"I see," Ais said, nodding along. That would make sense. Drake had had sex with Argana, Kali, and Meslya, at the very least. Indeed, the reason that Drake had come here was at least partly to make Amazons fall in love with him. She looked at the pair closely. They were both dressed in the normal Telskyuran style, like Tione and Tiona, not the way that Drake apparently liked Amazons to dress, like Meslya and Argana. "You should change your clothes."

"Yes! Sorry, elder sister wife! We were fools!"

"Thank you for the advice!" They bowed and scraped as they left, which was very strange. She went back into the room, considering going to sleep - but she'd blown the door off its hinges, and was now awake, so instead she got dressed to go find Drake and cuddle with him. She looked at her clothes and pulled on a bra and panties, then decided that was enough clothing, as most Amazons dressed like that. She set out to look for Drake.

* * *

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY HUSBAND, THIS IS MY DRAKE, GO AWAY!!!" Tione roared the words out, and the pair of Amazons hurriedly scrambled away from her. Drake was holding her hand extra tight as she got rid of those bitches trying to steal her man. "TELL ALL THE OTHER TELSKYURAN HARLOTS THAT THE DRAKE WITH 'TIONE' ON HIS HAND IS MINE!!!" She watched them go with a glare, then turned to her husband. "Ah, sorry you saw me act so unladylike, darling," she said, putting on a smile.

"I don't care about how ladylike you are, Tione. My only concern is for those girls' safety."

"Well, they left you alone, darling, so they're safe," Tione told him. "They can do whatever with your other bodies, but this one," she said, guiding his hand up to her mouth, kissing his fingertip softly, enjoying the reaction it got, "is just for me."

"It is," he told her, his voice lacking any suggestion of second thoughts or hesitation to it whatsoever. "But, promise me, you won't hurt any of these Amazons for it? They're all sort of... stupid. I promise I won't do anything with them, with this body."

"I know you won't, because we're staying together at a~all times," Tione said. He let out a small laugh at that, then leaned down to kiss her, making her sigh in his mouth.

* * *

"Oh yeah," Rei said, fingers inside Ketra's wet sex as the girl just held her hands in front of her mouth, squeaking nervously as she wriggled on Rei's fingers. "Feels good, right?" Ketra nodded rapidly, clearly not trusting her voice, and it was fuckin' hot as shit. "Let's do what's called a 69, that's where I put my face in your pussy and you put your face in mine," she explained.

"A-ah, this is, w-well, yes, okay," Ketra said. "It's fun, right?"

"It's fuckin' awesome," Rei reassured Ketra. She tried her hardest not to sixty-nine girls, what with Julia and Alex both being fucking pussy-licking exclusives, but she knew a thing or two about it from Ellie and Kori and Loki. "I can make it even better if you-"

"Darling!" Rei pivoted her head around to the suddenly swung-open door, spotting Amazon standing there. She stood there for a long couple seconds, staring at the scene. "Kashi na kona?" She asked, twisting her head to where Rei was fingering Ketra.

"None of your business, now fuck off," Rei said, not knowing what she was even asking.

"A-ah, yes, please leave, we were doing something private, and close the door," Ketra said, in Telskyuran - and she didn't even tell Rei to remove her fingers from her pussy before the rando left. This babe was aces, Rei was keeping her for sure. "C-can you touch me more?" She asked, nervously.

"Obviously, beautiful," Rei said with a grin.

* * *

Meslya had been a commoner mere hours before, but now, Kali had given her a falna, so she was technically an aspirant! Now that Drake had abolished the murder duels of aspirants she wasn't really sure what that meant, but she was sure they would figure it out!

She had spent the most time listening to elder sister wife Julia teach her how to be a proper Stepford housewife, in that she had spent a few hours longer doing it, so she was asked by the other aspirants to give her advice and understanding. It was a great thing she was called to do, but she had actually been fucked very hard by Drake and shown her ability to seduce him before even Argana! No, her seduction was even greater than Argana, who had the advantage of being a Level Six! Argana was copying her, in fact!

She cleared her throat, the gaggle of aspirants listening with bated breath. "My elder sister-wife taught me much, but the key to understanding is the concept of 'Stepford'! Before I heard this, I was confused about how exactly to seduce my darling husband!" The crowd all nodded. "Stepford is an imagined place - an idyllic place! A shining city on a hill, to show the whole world its glory!" She was getting into this! Giving speeches was fun! "The word 'Stepford' means 'women's liberation'! It means the liberation from fighting, from working, from labor! The liberation to lie on your back and get fucked silly! The liberation to be taken care of by your husband!"

There were actually some cheers from the crowd as she paused to catch her breath. She felt her cheeks burn. She was doing it! Her husband would definitely reward her with lots of sex for this!

"A proper Stepford wife has three jobs! First, she must maintain the home, doing things like cooking and cleaning! This is hardly a job at all, since everybody already has to cook and clean, otherwise they would live in a sty and die of parasites!" Everyone nodded along with her. "Second, she must listen to her husband and do what he says, when he says!" Obviously she'd do whatever her husband said, since she loved him and he was smart and powerful and wise and good and just! The ideal man! She was glad she wasn't wearing panties because otherwise they would be getting a little soaked right now! "Thirdly, and most importantly!" She raised her hand high into the air, one finger pointed up to the heavens, the whole crowd waiting on her next words with bated breath. "She must get bred by her husband and have lots and lots of babies!"

Everybody cheered and clapped, and she couldn't help but be swept along in the emotion, smiling proudly as she placed her hands on her hips. Her darling husband Drake would soon be making all the decisions in an even bigger household! The household... of all Telskyura!

Wait...

Telskyura was a word that meant, 'land of warriors.' She didn't like that name at all! They weren't warriors any more! Well, they might fight some, and defend their homeland, and things like that, but the kalyori was abolished, and the duels to the death were abolished, and probably lots of other stuff that was bad would be abolished too! Drake was a kind and just husband, after all! He wouldn't support so much of the cruelties of Kali's rule!

"Sister wives!" She shouted out, and the whole group grew quiet, listening for her next words. "I think- I think we should change the name of Telskyura!" There were mutterings of curiosity. "I believe we should rename this land to Stefyurga, in honor of our new status as Stepford wives!"

They started to hoot and holler in agreement with the idea. "Stefyurga! Stefyurga!" A chant broke out, and Meslya felt a brilliant smile grow across her face. Drake would be so happy and proud!

* * *

A tired, bleary-eyed Ais had stumbled upon me where I was sitting at a desk writing, then promptly dragged over a chair and leaned into my lap, resting her cheek against my thigh and just passing out without saying a word. That was the position I was sitting in, when I heard the chant. "Stefyurga! Stefyurga!" I didn't speak Telskyuran, but I did have some Blue Vervain Bindings, and I soon recognized it from the women as a place name from the voices in the crowd that I'd already bound my Fate to - a Telskyuran rendition of Stepford.

I directed a different body towards the sound of the chanting, and as it arrived, the chant immediately switched from Stefyurga to Darlinja. Darling. The women kept chanting as I stood there, and Meslya seemed to be at the head of the crowd, smiling proudly as she turned on me. "Darling!" She proclaimed, pointing at me, and everybody chanted "Darlinja!" in response. "Darling! I was talking to the other aspirants, and they all agreed we should rename Telskyura to Stefyurga," she explained.

"Why?" I asked, since that was honestly the only thought really going through my head at the moment.

"Eh? It's in honor of our new status as Stepford wives!" Meslya explained with a smile. "Or... oh... Darling I'm sorry! This silly woman did something bad, didn't she?!" I could tell which aspirants were able to speak Koine by the ones who looked concerned about Meslya's words. "If you don't want to make them all your wives, then I offer my deepest apologies and accept any punishment! E-even never getting bred again!" She bowed - then just kowtowed. The rest of the group moved to do much the same thing, not entirely understanding why but figuring that they should follow Meslya's lead in this.

"It's fine," I said. "Stand up, everybody." They did, after a couple seconds, and I looked over the group of young women. There were forty or fifty Amazons who were all standing around in the wee hours of the morning, purely to... actually, I had no idea what they were doing, other than treating Meslya's word as law. "What have you been doing, Meslya, my beloved wife?" I added that last bit in to make sure to soften the blow, and her cheeks immediately colored shyly.

"Ah, Darling!" She spun in place. "I was doing unto others what was done for me! My obsidian-skinned elder sister wife explained how to be a Stepford wife for you, and I wanted all my fellow Amazons to learn what it meant!"

I stared at her quietly, and she just gave me a guileless smile. I turned to the group of Amazons, picking out one of the ones who didn't seem to speak Koine. "You," I said, pointing to her. She pointed to herself. I nodded. "Come here," I added with a gesture, and she quickly did so. She had more of a gymnast's physique, with long, wavy ebon-black hair that reached down to her waist. She gave me an unsure smile as our gaze met, and I intoned Blue Vervain Binding so I could actually talk to her. Meslya clasped her hands in front of her, bounced from foot to foot, and turned to the crowd, offering pitter-patter in Telskyuran about how Laksi was being accepted as a Stepford wife right in front of their eyes! Once I was done, I spoke more normally to Laksi. "What does being a Stepford wife mean to you?" I asked her.

"Ah! I don't know that well yet, Darlinja!" Thanks to Blue Vervain Binding, I could tell that she didn't quite understand what Darling actually meant. Rather, she thought of it like a royal title in a foreign language. Something like shogun or caliph.

"I know you don't, but I want to know what you've gleaned from Meslya's words," I told her.

"Ah! I see! Darlinja is so wise," she said, bowing deeply. She swallowed, thinking it over for a moment. "In the new Stefyurga, a Stepford wife will be like the aspirants of Telskyura," she explained. "She will be one of the few fortunate enough to receive a falna. Except instead of her responsibility being to fight and die without end in order to become stronger, her first duty will be getting bred," she explained. "We will repopulate the Amazon race for our Darlinja!"

"Darlinja! Darlinja!" The crowd went wild at that.

"Okay. So other than get bred, what does a Stepford wife do?" From my experience, pretty much every single Amazon in all Telskyura was completely sex-brained so it wasn't terribly surprising that Laksi was saying that.

"Right!" Laksi thought for a second, trying to figure out what was the second most important duty. "She obeys her Darlinja in all things!" There was another chant of Darlinja. I narrowly stopped myself from pinching the bridge of my nose. "Before, we were led by a goddess, Kali, but now we are led by the Darlinja! We live for the Darlinja, we die for the Darlinja!" There was a chant of agreement from the Amazons.

"You don't need to die for me. In fact, I'd really rather you didn't die at all." Laksi promptly flushed at that, like a girl with a crush, her hands wringing in front of her cutely. "Given I'm Level Seven, I don't think there's any reason for you to put yourself at risk for Tels-" wait, should I call it Telskyura? "For the country. I'll keep it safe if anybody tries anything."

"Darling is kind!" Meslya said to the crowd, in Telskyuran. "He has said he will protect Stefyurga by himself, so his Stepford wives can focus on cooking, cleaning, and getting bred!"

"That's not quite what I said, Meslya," I told her. Meslya turned to me, eyes big, unsure what she'd gotten wrong. "I... you... don't have to cook or clean or get bred," I said.

"Oh, Darling!" Meslya said, turning to the crowd, then back to me. She spoke in Koine this time, as if unsure she misunderstood me. "Are you saying that we can become the thing that elder sister called a Pillow Princess?" I just blinked at that. After a second or two, Meslya figured out I didn't know what she meant. "A pillow princess is a woman who offers her husband nothing but her body! She is not even an active participant in sex!"

"No, that's not what I'm saying," I replied. "For..." I trailed off, then sighed, looking from Meslya, to Laksi. What did they have to do, if I was going to be in charge of their country? Some training would probably be helpful - although I doubted anybody could really invade Telskyura at this point, I also couldn't be in every place at once. "Okay, actually, I know I can't just be the one to decide every little thing," I said, and Meslya and Laksi both nodded. By their expressions, they were waiting for me to decide every little thing. "I want you to gather all the aspirants here," I said. "We'll have... elections." Fuck, I had almost no idea how premodern state apparatuses worked. I feel like Athens had lots of elected positions with broad power but narrow authority? Not a proper bureaucracy, just one guy who people had to listen to about the ports or whatever? That felt right but it had been a while.

"Elections?" Both Laksi and Meslya asked the question.

"All the aspirants will vote on people to handle various issues," I explained. There would be crime, war, trade? Was there anything else immediately important? Diplomacy? Taxes? "That will be the first duty you'll have as my Stepford wives."

"Yes, Darlinja!" Laksi said, speaking in a rush to the other gathered Amazons, explaining my orders to them.

* * *

Rei had no idea about how to run a country. "Yeah, I don't care about that nerd shit."

As a princess of Tamaran, Koriand'r knew a bit, but she was more a diplomatic and ceremonial role than an actual administrator. "It's important to portray yourself as king," was her main bit of explanation.

Loki was useless. "Just find the strongest, smartest one and make her do everything. Speaking of, when do you think we should do our next deep dive into the Dungeon?"

Darkness was even more useless. "Ah, you brute... kidnapping me, forcing me to love you, raping my mouth, tits, and asshole while keeping my cunt virginal until I break down and beg... but I'll never give in! I am a good and noble knight, no amount of rape can make me submit to your will!" That was not how our conversation had opened, to be clear. I had actually asked her for her thoughts on how to run a country first. She just went off on her own random tangent in response.

In the end, the person I asked was probably the person I should have asked first. The only member of a local government's royalty.

Riveria Ljos Alf. Daughter of Larfal Ljos Alf, king of the High Elves.

She didn't like me, of course, disapproving of my relationship with her surrogate daughter. Which, although Ais was actually definitely the one who had been doing the pursuing from the start... I could easily understand Riveria's feelings. "Riveria, I need some advice-"

"The only love advice I'll give you is to break things off with Ais, you cad!" Riveria said with a huff.

"It has nothing to do with love." Okay, technically, it had a little to do with love. But there was no reason to mention that to Riveria, of all people. "As far as I can tell, Kali has run Telskyura... poorly," I decided. "I'm effectively in charge of the country now. I need some advice on how to properly form a cabinet for a semi-functional government out of nothing."

Riveria glared at me fiercely. She crossed her arms, then looked down her nose at me - which required her to tilt her head back quite a bit, given I had a full half foot on her. "And why should I do that for you?"

"You wouldn't be doing it for me. It's not like I need the government to run well, personally. You would be doing it for the people of Telskyura."

Riveria kept up the cool expression for a couple seconds, then sighed. "Fine. What does her cabinet look like at the moment?"

"There is no cabinet."

"Who is the prime minister?"

"There is no prime minister."

She twitched at that. "Who is in charge of... war?"

"As far as I can tell, no one. I asked Argana and she said Kali made those decisions."

"Yes, she decides who goes to war, but who are the actual generals?" I shook my head. "Cr-criminal law enforcement?"

"Meslya said that it was just communally enforced by the various towns and cities."

"What about bandits?! Surely they must have a system for that!"

"Apparently the aspirants - that's what they call adventurers - would just go out and kill bandits for excelia whenever they felt like. So not many people did banditry."

Riveria sighed. "So you are starting from nothing."

"The advantage of starting from nothing is nobody can really block you from anything?" I offered, to try to make it sound better. The majority of Telskyura's political elite were currently competing to be the best Stepford wife for me, and their goddess was constantly apologizing to me for everything she'd ever done, so even if there had been some kind of preexisting power structure I could probably have trivially rearranged it no matter what... but I was trying to look on the bright side.

"I suppose that's true," Riveria said. "So, you will need to create a cabinet. Hm, it is easier to consolidate power than to break it up, so you should likely have as many different cabinet positions as possible... subdivide warmaking powers into defensive, offensive, naval? Subdivide the law into ports, taxes, crimes, banditry, marriage- hrm... well, I suppose marriage isn't that important to a country of Amazons..."

"I am pretty sure that right now the aspirants would kill each other to have control over marriage," I told her.

It took her a second to get it - then she flushed. "Y-you! Yes, of course you now have... urgh! Ais should know what a cad you are!"

"She is more than aware of why I went to Telskyura and what has happened since I arrived." I didn't mention that Ais currently was rubbing her cheek against one body's groin in her sleep while wearing nothing but her underwear, for reasons that should be obvious.

Riveria huffed. "We'll see." Ais had literally married me on the way but that also was something I was leaving out. "Regardless! Each cabinet member with have broad executive authority over their particular interest. You will mediate where there are any conflicts between them, ensuring no one member is able to consolidate a separate power base, so it's actually better if it is unclear where the boundaries are..." She kept going, and I was taking notes as she went on.

* * *

In the end, Stefyurga's government was elected by the broad aspirant body, mostly by acclaim - they'd just yell out a name and one name would be loud enough it would be obvious who the pick was. Sometimes, though, it would be unclear, multiple options being offered, and then we'd have people make marks on little wood chips to vote for this or that Amazon.

The exception was magistrate of marriage: the first round of voting for the magistrate of marriage had to be thrown out altogether because no one got more than three votes. And there was a six way tie on the people who managed to get two other people to vote for them (mostly by making various corrupt promises to the women who promised to vote for them). "Look, being the magistrate of marriage doesn't actually mean controlling who I marry," I said. The crowd had, by this point, managed to switch outfits so that almost a third wore pastel-colored floral dresses, and almost everybody with long hair had done it back. "I get to choose who I marry. Your job would be maintaining records of marriages, especially for commoners."

"Commoners getting married?!" Meslya's voice was loud, emanating over the din of the muttered words. "Darlinja will allow even commoners to get married! All hail Darlinja!"

"Darlinja! Darlinja!" The chant broke out immediately.

"See, goshujinsama?" Julia asked. She actually said 'sheee shoshushishasha?' since I'd stuck a ring gag on her to keep her from making the Amazons any crazier than they already were. "All these women are so happy that you came to make them your Stepford wives! You did a good thing, and you shouldn't feel bad about taking advantage of that!"

"Right," I agreed, without a hint anywhere in my voice of thinking she was actually right. "Now, keeping in mind that this position is almost entirely focused on marriages which don't involve me, who do you want to be the magistrate of marriage?"

This time, the answer was clearer, with only a few actual candidates. Meslya won the position, since she was an 'expert' on marriage, being that she'd been married to me for several hours longer than any other local Amazon. Argana looked teary-eyed to be left in the crowd while Meslya moved up as the 'more experienced' wife, so I made the next election for magistrate of offensive war, which she instantly won and skipped up to my side.

* * *

I hadn't beaten up all the aspirants, so not all of them were in doki-doki heart-pounding love with me... but even the ones who weren't were still obviously drooling over me and frequently asked to duel me. Given there were like four thousand aspirants, of whom about half were way too young for me to actually fuck, I called another meeting of aspirants to pick out somebody to manage such duels, giving her a minimum age below which I wouldn't duel them (because I didn't want a twelve year old begging to suck my dick). It wound up being Arliska, a bookish-looking girl, with a mousy expression and nervous smile, who squinted constantly to the point I was pretty sure she needed glasses.

Although we had no real "money" with which to "pay" the magistrates, there was one perk of being a magistrate in the new system: all fifteen of them (including Arliska) got unrestricted access to me, so they could jump my bones whenever they wanted rather than having to get in the huge line that existed. I'd bought fifteen bodies to make sure I'd always be able to keep up with the group, which wasn't hard - I'd now had dozens of love confessions from various falna-enhanced Amazons, to the point I stopped keeping track of points. It was regularly in the hundreds, constantly buoyed by fresh confessions from horny Amazons desperate to become my Stepford wives, plus the initial infusion of Kali's points.

After a few days of getting a semi-functional government off the ground, and fucking all the horny Amazons I could spare the time for, I finally felt ready to actually turn my attention to the party I'd come with. "So. Our mission is complete, Stefyurga is a new country, and everybody's happy," I said. "Who wants to stay?"

Ais was the first to speak up. "I would like to go home so I can tell Riveria that I got married, as hopefully she will be happy for me."

Rei spoke up next. "I wanna go home."

"What about Ketra?" I asked.

"She's comin' with. She's a horny Amazon who just came for the first time with a little help from moi," she said, pointing two thumbs at herself. "Couldn't be an easier bitch to convince to move in. Lesbian plus Amazon plus me being the best lay plus me having huge tits equals I've got my own personal lesbian Amazon. Oh, and I managed to use the Stefyurga stuff to make her act super subby in the bedroom which is hot as fuck."

"Where joousama goes, I'll also go!" Julia offered, which just left the two that I'd actually wondered about. Tione and Tiona.

Telskyura was their home country, after all. It wasn't some miserable hellhole any longer. They might want to stay. "This place is like a million Tiones now, I wanna go home," Tiona said.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Tione demanded.

"You know what it means, sis," Tiona said. "I'm glad everybody's happy, but if I hear the word 'Darlinja' one more time then I'm gonna scream."

"Darlinja," one of the Reis said. Tiona gave her a flat look. "What? I like making pretty girls scream."

"Cute," Tiona said with a lazy voice.

Tione spoke up then. "I want my Drake to come home with me. All these Amazonian b- s- all these Amazons clambering over one another to try to seduce him away from me are so stressful, especially because my darling Drake said I couldn't break even one arm or even a finger to make them stop!"

Julia nodded. "Goshujinsama can be so mean. He thinks violence should be a last resort rather than used whenever it would be justified!"

"Exactly!" Tione agreed.

I let out a very long sigh, anticipating the long journey back to Orario with these six suffering from cabin fever. Ais patted my head. "There, there. It is okay. You are a good boy, Drake."

"Arf arf," I joked, which immediately made Ais's gaze turn horny as she thought I was suggesting sex.

* * *

Irene Belserion sat in the small clearing. Her little mousy companion gladly ate the food she'd offered, chirping madly. "Ah... Maybell... you've seen a lot, while we've been down here, haven't you? Watched me eat and eat?" Maybell stared up at Irene, food clutched in her paws as she just froze. "Hm." She scratched the mouse's ear. "You'll keep quiet, won't you?"

"Chirp chirp!" Maybell agreed, nodding rapidly.

Around the pair laid a massive serpent monster that Irene had slain in a single brilliant strike, a large hole punched through its head. Its corpse curled around the little clearing, and Irene sighed, cracking her neck, stepping towards the beast and simply plunging a hand into it, fingers splayed in a human mockery of her true claws, collecting the monster's core, the large metal chunk coming out even as the rest of it completely disintegrated around her hands, turning to dust which was carried away in the cool air. She sat down across from Maybell. "I feel better than ever," Irene admitted, taking a bite out of the cool crystal with a loud Crack! noise. "It's been too long since I properly gorged myself, you know?"

Maybell just chirped uncertainly.

"Well, I suppose you don't," Irene mused. The taste of real food was so delicious, and she could practically feel her own core slowly swelling from the sheer amount she'd eaten since coming down here. The Dungeon intermittently tried to kill her - the numerous dead monsters further out than the serpent attested to as much - but she was her mother's greatest creation, even if it didn't recognize her.

As she finished the serpent itself, and as she carved out hearts from the various other monsters, she had to admit it: she wanted more.

It had been too long since the Red Dragon had been allowed to properly feed.

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