CHAPTER 349: COMFORT

"How long has it been...?" asked Vahn, standing over what looked like a stasis capsule with Prushka, fitted with a green-and-off-white plugsuit, hooked up to comprehensive life support.

(4,031 days from her point of view) answered Sis, prompting Vahn to exhale faintly from his nose. He was the one principally responsible for convincing Prushka to enter the Virtual World and experience her world from Riko’s perspective, but with more than a year passing, he couldn’t help but feel she was missing out on living her own life.

(She should encounter her simulated counterpart within the next 43 days) stated Sis, adding (Taking her out before then risks invalidating the time she’s already spent within.)

"I’m aware, but thank you for reminding me," affirmed Vahn, sweeping his hand across the warm glass surface of Prushka’s capsule before exhaling another faint sigh and retracting it. He didn’t like how it felt like they were experimenting on her, but he trusted Misla’s judgement and believed that, as traumatic as the experiences awaiting her were, it was infinitely better than allowing Bondrewd’s imprinting to remain in place...

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"Seven days..." droned Bonney, reclining against Vahn in a large bath and staring up at him with a flat expression, her arms resting on his thighs and the back of her head resting against his diaphragm.

"Before you ask what the difference between now and then is, it’s seven days," stated Vahn, adopting a cheeky smile that caused Bonney to snort and roll her eyes. Thanks to Vahn’s daily ministrations and simply having more time to spend together, she wasn’t nearly as stressed or as anxious as she used to be. It annoyed her that he made her wear a swimsuit when they bathed together, but since he didn’t rebuke her for choosing to wear a white bikini that had a tendency to slide or turn transparent when wet, it wasn’t intolerable.

Closing her eyes and picturing her not-too-distant future, Bonney lazily proposed, "We should invite Wendy for a threesome after the fact. That girl is a real one, unlike that sneaky cat..."

Though Wendy had turned eighteen a little less than two months prior, she had chosen to abstain from becoming intimate with Vahn purely out of consideration for Bonney’s feelings. Carla, on the other hand, was on track to birth twins, an outcome that surprised the feline Princess quite a bit since her species was typically born from stones infused with Magic to produce egg-shaped Lacrima.

"We could invite her to celebrate with us," noted Vahn, causing Bonney to become pensive as she stared blankly at the drops of condensate forming on the ceiling above.

After nearly a minute of silence, Bonney responded, "It’s not a bad idea, but I’m going to have to pass...I’m still not sure how things will play out, and I don’t want any spectators if I end up saying or doing something to embarrass myself..."

"Fair enough..." conceded Vahn, closing his eyes and relaxing his head back while thinking that, when the time came, he could attend to both girls in their respective rooms. Wendy had matured considerably with the benefit of the Pavilion’s Blue Moon crops, and given how selfless she had been, the blue-haired Dragon Priestess had more than deserved herself a reward—a stark contrast to a certain Kyuubi...

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"Chichiue, hurry..." panted Kunou, lying forward in a wariza-style posture with her breasts pinned to the ground, her ass sticking out, and her pussy leaking thick strands as she pried it open with the tips of her fingers.

"I don’t mind a bit of eagerness, but we’ve been at this for weeks, Kunou. Your friends are beginning to worry..." remarked Vahn, exhaling from his nose in moderate exasperation as he lined up his glans with Kunou’s tight, rapidly expanding and contracting pussy. The feeling of her soft, wheat-scented tails brushing against his face, chin, and body was pleasant, and her pussy was just as extraordinary as her mother’s, but she appeared to have forgotten the meaning of restraint.

Though she heard Vahn’s words, Kunou allowed them to go in one fluffy ear and out the other as she extended her tongue and panted heavily in response to his cock spreading her insides to their limit and his firm hips striking against her ass. She had heard from her mother countless times throughout her life that sex and love were the only things she needed to survive, but she only truly understood what that meant after Vahn filled her to the brim for the first time with his semen. His energy and spiritual essence were infinitely more potent than the supplements she had been required to take daily since she was a child, and as a spiritual entity, she could literally live the rest of her life without food or water as long as she had Vahn’s semen to sustain her.

’Well, it’s not like Kushina and I weren’t isolated for even longer...’ mused Vahn, holding Kunou’s waist firmly and increasing his pace to send visible ripples through her body. She still wasn’t nearly as developed as her foxy, inordinately voluptuous mother, but at 165cm tall, 48kg, and with an 88cm bust and an enticing 93cm ass, she had come a long way from her original height of 142cm and her dainty 69/54/74cm frame.

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With his previously discharged semen coating his dick, Vahn’s movements produced especially libidinous sounds, melding together with Kunou’s hot, heavy, and uninhibited moans. As such, while he immediately noticed her presence through his Domain, Vahn didn’t hear as Yasaka silently entered her daughter’s room, shed her kimono, and crawled onto the bed to wrap her arms around his shoulders from behind, her pillowy breasts pressing into his back as she sensually remarked, "I’m beginning to think you enjoy my daughter’s pussy more than my own..."

"Go away, Hahaueee..." groaned Kunou, her husky but high-pitched voice coming out as both a whine and a moan. She loved her mother dearly, but accepting her beloved Chichiue’s cock and semen were what gave her life meaning.

"Oh, so that’s how it is...my serious and diligent daughter is finally going through her rebellious phase..." remarked Yasaka, her narrowed golden eyes glowing with a hint of severity as she surprised by Vahn and Kunou by slipping past him, transforming into her fox form, and biting the nape of her daughter’s neck.

"E-Eh!? Ha-haue!? What are you doing!?" exclaimed Kunou, her eyes wide and body going limp as Yasaka picked her up, causing her to involuntarily transform into her markedly smaller kyuubi form. She initially attempted to wriggle free, but her power rapidly left her body, replaced by a pervasive numbness and a fiery feeling in her face as her mother carried her by her scruff for the first time in many, many years.

"Pardon me, Danna-sama...but as reluctant as I am to part with you so soon after our meeting, it appears our daughter requires some motherly love and discipline..." remarked Yasaka, the sharp glimmer in her golden eyes causing Vahn to swallow involuntarily before she promptly departed with Kunou’s feet and tail dragging across the floor.

"Noooo! Chichiue, save meeeeeeee~!" pleaded Kunou, but all Vahn could do for her at that moment was bring his hands together and pray. Yasaka was inarguably one of his most dedicated and service-oriented wives, but when she discarded her nonchalance and sensuality and exuded the aura of a faction leader, well, there was a reason her predominantly black haori was covered in skulls...

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’Mmmn...this is nice...’ thought Vahn, sitting on a sofa with Roxanna sitting on top of him, his face buried in her impressive, indescribably soft breasts and his hands hugging her somewhat fleshy waist. Notably, instead of his standard height of 195cm, he had reduced his stature to 160cm, the ideal height for burying his face and rubbing his cheeks against the dog-eared woman’s breasts as she energetically cradled and nuzzled his head while moving her hips in a figure eight pattern.

"Master’s cock...it feels so pleasant...so comfortable..." sighed Roxanne, having never broken her habit of referring to Vahn as her Master. Rather, after everything he had provided and done for her, she genuinely believed there was no one more suited for the title.

"And your entire body is like a warm, fragrant, pillow..." hummed Vahn, causing Roxanne to emit a cute moan as he ran his right hand along the underside of her silky tail and squeezed her almost adhesively soft ass with his left. Roxanne was originally on standby in his palace to receive and help raise his children, but after he decided to have them stay, she and nearly the entire Maid Batallion had been brought over to lend their services. And since Roxanne, in particular, had always been Vahn’s self-titled faithful dog, her breasts were tender and heavy with milk, and the belly she concealed behind her maternity band was nearly as round as a sphere with a pair of twins.

"If it’s Master...I wouldn’t mind serving as your pillow for the rest of my life..." sighed Roxanne, tracing her slimy tongue around and licking the inside of Vahn’s left ear. It was a very peculiar sensation, but Vahn didn’t mind it in the slightest.

"That won’t do..." countered Vahn, squeezing Roxanne’s fleshy ass and increasing the size of his cock within her pussy as he asserted, "You’re going to be the mother of at least two of my children. From then on, you will no longer be Roxanne, the former slave. You will be Roxanne Mason. And given enough time, you will become the Goddess of Liberation who oversees your world and ensures no others become slaves..."

"Yes..." responded Roxanne, Vahn’s words akin to gospel within her fluffy ears. She was originally satisfied simply serving the Pavilion, but from the moment he rewarded her with his seed, he became the star around whom her life revolved. If he had asked her to fight, she would have fought. If he had asked her to give her life, she wouldn’t have hesitated. But since he had instead asked her to become his, she would give her everything to achieve his ideals...

Feeling Vahn’s semen fill her pussy, a tear fell from Roxanne’s left eye as she closed them tightly, her insides trembling with such intensity that she couldn’t help peeing herself a little. Fortunately, Vahn wasn’t even a little bothered by such things, his size increasing to meet her face to face with a smoldering, appreciative expression before they simultaneously angled their heads in opposite directions for a sloppy and passionate kiss...

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With less than two hours remaining until her Status updated and Bonney telling him to stay the hell away from her until then, Vahn was passing the remaining time stargazing atop a gently sloping hill with the children who had accompanied the Pavilion into the Training Room. He was somewhat uncomfortable with Lupheria, Lastia, Rihoko, an orange-haired girl named Emma, and many more using his torso, shoulders, and legs as pillows, but by turning his body into soft rubber, it wasn’t unbearable.

"Can I ask you something...Papa...?" asked Rihoko, the word Papa spoken with a hint of trepidation, as it was her first time referring to him in such a manner. Vahn, contrastingly, readily embraced the title, the faint smile on his face broadening as he responded, "What is it, my cute and perennially curious daughter~?"

Though she blushed slightly at how easily Vahn accepted the role she was effectively forcing on him, Rihoko pointed to the nebulous ocean of stars overhead, asking, "What are those? They can’t be actual stars, can they?"

"Mmn...not quite..." confirmed Vahn, sprouting a third arm to reach up into the sky, causing the eyes of nearly every child present to gleam intensely as he casually plucked one of the brighter stars from the sky and handed it to Rihoko in the form of a brilliantly glowing gemstone, explaining, "Just like the biomes, the sky we see here is artificial, rendered entirely from an algorithm. And as the Administrator of the system behind that algorithm, I can do all kinds of neat things like this."

"Inc—"

Before Rihoko could finish commenting on how incredible the feat Vahn had performed was, the hillside became a cacophony of children’s pleas, each desiring a star of their own. Fortunately for them, Vahn was unable to refuse such enthusiasm, resulting in the night sky from then on having voids where some of its larger and prettier stars once shone...

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