Commissioned by aqzw88.
Roxy Interlude.
Kingdom of Asura, Fittoa region, Village of Rokkus.
Roxy brought the bike in nice and slow, deploying the landing gear before easing it down into one of the parking spaces Rudy had made for vehicles and buggies in front of the meeting hall. There were already trucks parked here, along with wagons and several horses tied off to hitching posts nearby.
She still wasn't comfortable with the bikes, and especially not with riding one solo, but Rudy and Sprite both assured her that it was perfectly safe. And it was such a pretty blue color that matched her hair and eyes, Roxy would feel bad for not using it. So, reluctantly, she had agreed to learn to ride and Rudy had happily taught her. There wasn't much to it, really—not since Sprite and a summoned wind spirit controlled all of the important things, so it hadn't taken long for her to get the hang of it, at least enough to manage trips around the area. She would have preferred to teleport, but Rudy wanted to keep that trick under his hat for now.
Sliding off the bike, Roxy took off her helmet and goggles and hooked them on the handlebar. She unhooked her staff from the mount for it, gathered her hat from the storage compartment, and made her way into the building. She blinked at what she saw as she stepped inside. The place was packed—every seat taken and a few people standing. She hadn't expected that at all. Reaching into the enchantment on her necklace, she tuned into Migurd radio. Well, not her necklace. Rudy had tried to give hers back. She had accepted it for a while, before forcing him to make more. Now, she, Rudy, Eris, and Sylphie all wore one. Rudy wore her old one while they wore necklaces Rudy had made.
As soon as she tuned in, Roxy was nearly overwhelmed as she was immediately bombarded with questions, thoughts, feelings, and more. Her eyes twitched in annoyance. Pulling on her mana, she leaned into the spell and spoke a single word into the clamor.
Roxy: Quiet.
The group fell dead silent and she nodded, moving up to where Rokkus was chuckling and waving for her to approach. "What's all this about?" she asked, while at the same time pushing again on the spell, sending out feelings, thoughts, and intent—a demand that they keep the mental chatter to a minimum and speak verbally. Not because she couldn't communicate mentally anymore, but because they needed to adjust the same way she had been forced to, now that they were living among the other races more fully. They needed the practice.
"Come, sit," Rokkus patted the seat beside him at the big table at the front of the crowd, where several other Migurd were also gathered—the leaders of the other Migurd tribes. Roxy took a seat and Rokkus began. "We've talked it over. After I die, I want you to lead the village."
Roxy sighed, sending the old man an amused look. "You aren't going to die any time soon, Elder Rokkus."
"Perhaps, perhaps not," he allowed. "But it's good to make sure these things are decided ahead of time."
"I won't be here often. I'll be living with my family, when our new home is built."
"That's fine," he dismissed with a wave of his hand. "With little Sprite carrying messages back and forth, you won't need to be. If something comes up that requires your attention, they can let you know as needed."
Roxy considered it for a moment before nodding. "I suppose I can."
"Excellent," Rokkus grinned. The old man's grin turned mischievous as he continued right along. "I've been speaking with young Rudeus and he introduced an interesting concept to me. That is, that everyone in a village, community, nation, or tribe should show their opinion, their approval or disapproval, by voting on things as a group instead of taking issues and suggestions to the various elders to handle. I like the idea."
"Where are you going with this?" Roxy asked suspiciously, looking around and seeing similar expressions from the others, as their amusement began to leak onto Migurd radio.
Elder Rokkus cleared his throat and stood. "All in favor of making Roxy the Wayfinder," Roxy blushed at the title, "the official representative between our people and the kingdom of Asura, raise your hand."
Rokkus held up his hand, followed by the others. Roxy sighed, dropping her face into her palm. "Don't I already do that…?"
"All in favor of selecting Roxy the Wayfinder as the overall leader of all the Migurd tribes, raise your hand."
Roxy blinked and looked up, her eyes going wide as she saw every hand there up. "No, wait a moment—!"
"Then it's settled," Rokkus nodded, sitting down and turning to Roxy. "Please guide our people into the future, Roxy."
Clapping and cheers filled the building, along with laughter, and she groaned quietly. "Fine."
"Good, good," the old man nodded. "That takes care of the important business. Now, let us catch you up on goings on around the villages."
Roxy nodded and settled in to listen, knowing Sprite would take notes. It took most of the morning, but eventually, they were finished and everyone began clearing out. Roxy said her goodbyes to Rokkus and the others and made her way outside, where she was pulled aside by a smiling woman as other women began to join them. Some, she recognized from her own village.
"What's this?" Roxy asked, confused.
"We have a favor to ask, leader," the leader of the group said. Roxy made a 'go on' motion and she explained, "All of us are unwed or widowed and of age. We would like to help our people in a different way. Namely, by helping to increase our population and introduce strong, new blood."
Roxy eyed them all skeptically, having an idea of where this was going. "And you want my permission for that, why?"
Looking around at the others, the woman took a breath, before bowing her head. "Please convince your husband to impregnate us!"
"What."
"Pfft bahahaha~!"
"It's not that funny," Roxy sighed, sending Ariel an annoyed look as the queen pointed at her and laughed. She had called a meeting of the wives to ask for advice, and while she knew Ariel getting a kick out of this was all in good fun, it still irked her a bit that she found it quite that amusing.
"It really is though," Sylphie giggled, as Ariel nodded.
"Heh. Yeah, that's pretty good," Eris agreed, not looking up from where she was training on the other side of the video call—spell development, from the random blasts of fire, wind, and lightning.
"What am I supposed to do about this?"
Clutching her stomach, Ariel sighed and leaned against the table she, Roxy, and Sylphie sat at. "Ooh, I think I hurt something," the blonde sighed happily. "Thank you for that. Now, as to what to do with them, I'd think that would be obvious."
"Mm!" Sylphie nodded. "Have them make lots of babies with Rudy!"
There was a grunt and a muffled explosion, then Eris added, "Yep."
"I just feel as though we shouldn't simply prostitute our husband out."
Ariel snorted quietly. "Then you aren't looking at the bigger picture. You need to think long term, Roxy. How many women are we talking about?"
Roxy frowned since she didn't actually know. She knew that what she had seen was just a small portion of the actual number. "I'm honestly not sure."
A moment later, Sprite popped up at the fourth spot at the table. "Counting all of the Migurd tribes? One hundred and twenty one." Eris whistled quietly, but Sprite continued. "However, those are the women who are both single and sexually mature and fertile. There are a number of women among them that have husbands and are happily married, but whom are actively considering it with the husbands' approval—simply to get the numbers up. There are also a number of girls who are nearing sexual maturity who are also considering it." The spirit grinned, then quietly added, "I've been listening in on Migurd radio. They talk about it a lot. The general consensus is that it's a good idea."
Ariel chuckled, gesturing at Sprite. "There, you see? Now, let's do some simple math. How many Migurd were there, Sprite?"
"One thousand three hundred and seventeen," she paused, before turning a beaming smile on Roxy, "Soon to be nineteen. Roxy and one other are pregnant."
They knew already, of course. Sylphie had already confirmed it. But it was still nice to hear, and Roxy smiled happily as her hand drifted from the table to her belly. She looked over to Ariel as the blonde continued. "Okay. Assume we agree to this. One hundred and twenty one girls all go along with Rudy knocking them up. That's that many new babies in… nine months?"
Roxy shook her head. "Ten, usually."
"Ten months," Ariel nodded. "You've just increased the Migurd population by nine percent—not accounting for twins. That's one thousand four hundred and forty. Heal them up and ten months later, an eight percent increase. Fifteen sixty one. In ten years, you've more than doubled the population."
Sylphie raised a hand and the others looked at her. "Um… I think I can induce twins or triplets. Either with two or more eggs and fertilizing them directly, or by splitting the fertilized cells."
Ariel laughed, a huge grin spreading on her face. "Three to five years to double the population."
"Fuck it, let them do it if they want to." They looked to the redhead, who added, "If they want to just make babies, let 'em."
"Or," Ariel cut in. "Can they be trained?"
"Hm?" Roxy raised an eyebrow.
"They're loyal to us, right?"
Roxy sighed. "Fanatically so."
"Train them. As many volunteers as want to learn. Train them how to cast like we do, how to build up their mana reserves, how to fight. A completely loyal telepathic guard force. A hundred and twenty one children, all sons and daughters of Rudy, trained the same way. Knights, Roxy. We would have a clan of knights who would never betray us."
"My people aren't soldiers."
"But you haven't asked them if they want to try," Sylphie pointed out gently. "Even just a few would be better than none, right?"
Roxy sighed. "Right."
"Sounds good. Pick up some cute beastkin girls too," they could practically hear the leer on Eris's face at that. Then, she added, "Actually, might as well ask for volunteers from everyone. Rudy's building that castle in the sky, right? We can house and train 'em there."
"They aren't as loyal as the Migurd, but they would be useful to have," Ariel murmured. "Train them alongside human children selected for magical potential out of the new public school initiative when we get that rolling… We would have an elite force loyal to the kingdom. We could instead use the Migurd as praetorian guard."
Sylphie hummed, before a smile crossed her lips and she looked to Eris. "Eris?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think the Superd would be interested?"
The redhead paused, before looking at the group. After a moment of thought, she nodded. "I'll run it by Ruijerd. He's still out looking for survivors outside the main camp, so he hasn't had a chance to talk to them yet. But I think they'd be willing."
Roxy sighed, looking at her fellow wives. "We're really going to do this?"
"Yep."
"I think we should."
"It'll be best for our family, so yes."
"Alright," Roxy nodded as they agreed. "We should take this to Rudy—"
"Not it!" Eris immediately responded.
""Not it!"" Ariel and Sylphie added a moment later.
"—as a group!" Roxy stressed, glaring at her three laughing wives. "You aren't putting this all on me!"
"We're just playing," Sylphie leaned over and hugged Roxy.
"I'm not going to throw you under that bus," Ariel agreed.
"That one," Roxy grumbled, before looking at Eris.
The redhead shrugged. "I want to talk to him anyway, so sure."
Six months later…
Kingdom of Asura, Fittoa region, Laputa.
Roxy let out a happy little sigh as Rudy's large hand and Sylphie's smaller hand softly stroked her swollen belly, her own hands running over Sylphie's slightly smaller bump. The grass beneath them was thick and sinfully soft, every blade of it feeling like soft down rubbing over Roxy's bare flesh. A tree provided a bit of shade under the clear, bright blue sky and she could hear the faint trickle of water from the spring nearby. Looking out from the little hill they rested on, she could see what looked like the whole world spread out below them.
Immediately below them was the flying castle that was their new home—multiple tiers of an entire castle city, filled with buildings, people, nature, and canals of rivers that gave off steam in the cold air of the city. Further out, the cloud layer around the castle, created by the perpetual runoff of water over the sides of the castle and attracted to them by magic. Beyond that, the white expanse of snow-covered countryside that was Fittoa, the citadel of Roa, and she could even make out a few distant villages by the smoke rising.
They alone lounged on a single hill of green in Laputa—their own little perpetual bubble of springtime. Anyone who looked up might have seen them, were it not for the holograms Sprite was using to hide them from below, but even then the thought of being exposed in front of that many people—of being naked and out in the open as she was loved by her husband and wife… it made her heart race and her lips wet with need.
Rudy kissed the back of her neck and Roxy shivered, her body covered in goosebumps as she trembled in excitement. No matter how many times they made love, she never got tired of it. Especially when she could feel Rudy's and Sylphie's love for her, wrapping her up in a warm blanket as she did the same with them.
Without a word, Rudy gently rolled her onto her back, spreading her legs and exposing her needy cunt, her mound covered in a neat patch of silky soft, completely straight blue hair—Sylphie had been playing with magic again and liked the idea of them all matching, and Roxy hadn't been able to tell her no. His thick length pressed into her lips and Roxy sighed as he slowly filled her, a happy smile on her lips. One of his hands found one of hers, lacing their fingers together as he slowly began to stroke her with her hips rising to meet his, while the other rested on her belly as they rocked the baby together.
Sylphie's left hand laced her fingers with Roxy's right and the younger girl leaned in, kissing Roxy's lips, their tongues dancing together as her free hand petted Roxy's belly as well. She could feel Sylphie's smile against her lips and her former student and wife's love for her, along with their husband's love for them both, as they made love to her—because apparently it was Roxy's turn at the moment to be lavished in attention. Not that she minded at all. It was fun to pin down one of the others, or be pinned down, and give them attention and love together.
Then, Roxy felt as Sylphie grew mischievous. She wondered what her wife was about to do, but the question was answered a moment later as Sylphie released her lips and descended. Her hand trailed down Roxy's belly to her clit, beginning to gently stroke and rub it in time with Rudy's thrusts into her, making Roxy gasp as her hips bucked up into Rudy's own. But that wasn't the mischief Sylphie had in mind. No, that would be the white haired girl's lips brushing against Roxy's swollen breast, before finding her hard nipple standing at attention. A thrill of naughty excitement rushed through Roxy at the obvious intent there.
With her pregnancy this far along, Roxy's small breasts had nearly doubled in size, and they had started to ache from being full. She had taken to relieving the pressure by milking herself, but she usually did that in private. Speaking with the others who had gone through the same thing, or who were currently going through it, had given her that little bit of advice and she'd been doing it ever since.
Sylphie's lips enveloped Roxy's nipple and a lewd cry left the bluenette's lips. "Ahn~."
"I think she likes it," Rudy chuckled as Roxy felt her body react to the new stimulus, clenching around his member.
"Mhmm!" Sylphie nodded as she hummed against Roxy's breast and began to gently roll her tongue over Roxy's teat while sucking. Roxy's eyes rolled in her head as she felt and heard Sylphie drinking from her.
Sylphie released her hand at the same time she pushed a thought towards Rudy. A moment later, Rudy shifted Roxy onto her side, one leg out straight and the other tucked over Sylphie's hip as her white haired wife pulled her body flush against Roxy's, pulling Roxy into a hug as she greedily drank from Roxy's tit. Roxy curled around Sylphie, clutching the slightly taller girl to her tightly as she moaned and whimpered quietly.
The feelings quickly became too much and Roxy cried out as she came, shuddering in Sylphie's arms as her world went briefly white. Everything felt warm and tingly as Sylphie nursed from her and Rudy kept up his slow, methodical pace, even as Roxy's body lost strength completely, leaving her at their mercy… right where she belonged.
When Roxy's right breast felt pleasantly empty, Sylphie released it with a wet pop, before happily latching onto the other. Roxy felt magic as Rudy prepared to take complete advantage of her state and drive her wild, and her heart raced at what was to come. Still, he kept his pace slow even as he drove Roxy slowly wild. Tears ran from her eyes and she sobbed, clinging onto Sylphie tightly as she was made to come over, and over, her husband and wife mentally pouring their love into her—and then physically, as Rudy filled her up with his seed, leaving Roxy feeling full and warm.
"Shh, you're okay," Rudy murmured into her ear as he shifted and moved around behind her, holding Roxy tightly as Sylphie's little hands started to wander Roxy's body, petting her even as she continued to suckle.
Roxy panted softly, staring out over the hill at the scenery below. A fresh sob escaped her throat as she shook and clung tighter to Sylphie. I want to live out all of the rest of our days, just like this. All of us together.
Eris would be back for good eventually, and she came back every weekend—which Rudy enforced by going to get her if he had to—to spend time with them, but it wasn't the same. Ariel was working right now, but would be done soon, and then join them here. Lilia had finally been convinced to marry in—at the moment, she was overseeing training of some new maids, but she would join them shortly as well.
Kishirika stood firm by her decision to stick around and give Rudy a couple hundred years to become 'husband material' for her, but that didn't stop her from enjoying their company. Elinalise, meanwhile, was much improved from her days as a degenerate rape beast with Rudy keeping her sexually and magically satisfied—she was even pregnant herself, thanks to Sylphie's meddling.
Which made for five of Rudy's women with child at the same time. That wasn't counting the Migurd volunteers. Or the small contingent from every other race that had wanted on board that little breeding program the moment people found out about it—a minimum of ten women of each non-human race outside of the demons, and a bunch of women from various demon tribes…
And then there's Therese…
That one had been a surprise, honestly. She had apparently gotten a bit sexually frustrated and, after training with Rudy one day when he had stripped off his shirt to clean himself off, she had kissed her nephew. Things proceeded from there, and now Therese was questioning her faith and whether sharing a man was worth breaking it.
Roxy was pulled from her wandering thoughts as Sylphie shifted, releasing Roxy's nipple with one last kiss before moving up the bluenette's body. Roxy's view of the world below was cut off by Sylphie's smiling face, then her neck and chest as Sylphie pulled Roxy's head down into her breast, stroking her hair. Roxy couldn't fight at all as she felt Sylphie's hard, hot, wet little nipple press against her lips and Sylphie fed it into her mouth. Chuckling quietly, Roxy began to suckle as she closed her eyes and relaxed. A trickle of sweet, warm milk filled her mouth and Roxy swallowed, enjoying the taste of her cute wife.
Going to have to do this more, she mused. I wonder what the others taste like.
Roxy felt Rudy ease himself from her folds and Sylphie shifting around a bit, before her wife moaned softly and began to rock in her arms. Reaching down, Roxy stroked Sylphie's own bulging belly, enjoying the way it felt beneath her hand and the way Sylphie felt about her doing it—the happy little emotions she sent back, at being petted and loved.
When Sylphie cried out and squeezed Roxy tightly to her breast, Roxy held her as the smaller girl shuddered in pleasure, running her hand up and down Sylphie's back and the other over her belly. She wrapped Sylphie up in a mental hug, showing her wife just what she felt for her. When she no longer got any milk from Sylphie's breast, she switched to the other and eagerly continued her afternoon snack, to giggles from Sylphie.
Eventually, they heard footsteps crunch through the snow nearby, before stepping out onto the grass. Roxy cracked an eye open and shifted her head to see who it was. Finding Lilia sitting on the bench and starting to remove her clothes, Roxy simply laid back down and went right back to giving Sylphie her love. That lasted until the redhead joined them, spooning herself up against Roxy's back. Lilia was even further along than Roxy—due to pop any day now, really.
"Master Rudeus, Roxy, Sylphiette," Lilia greeted with a happy smile as she wrapped Roxy in a hug. Her plush lips found Roxy's ear and her hands ran over Roxy's body—cupping and squeezing her breasts, moving over her belly, fingers dancing through the hair on Roxy's mound.
"Lilia. Wife. How long are you going to call me that?"
"Until you command me to stop, husband," the redhead smiled up at him, knowing damn well he wouldn't, because Rudy didn't give her orders.
Sylphie giggled, in between panting as she had not yet had her fill of being filled by their husband. "I think it's cute. It's how she shows her love, Rudy!"
"I know that," he sighed, rolling his eyes. "I'm just saying… our kids are going to think it's weird."
I'm pretty sure that next to everything else, it's not even going to register, Roxy mused.
"Well, well, well~."
"Eep!" Aisha yelped quietly, turning around to find the tall, curvy, dark form of the Demon Empress behind her, wearing an ear to ear grin.
"What do we have here?"
"N-nothing!"
"Mm… I don't believe you!" Kishirika denied immediately, but thankfully, kept her voice down. Squatting down beside Aisha, she peeked through the bush Aisha had been hiding behind—specifically to see as Aisha saw, since the little redhead knew the much older woman could have used one of her demon eyes to just see through the bush. "Oh ho~! I see, I see."
Aisha sighed and hung her head. "Please don't tell them?"
"Now why would I do that?" Kishirika raised an eyebrow, sending her an amused look. "It'd just ruin my run later when I tease you over how you watched your brother having sex with your mother when she was pregnant with your little sister. No, I'm going to hold onto this one until you're ready to join in the fun."
Sending the older woman an annoyed look, which only made her grin wider, Aisha pouted. Realizing that she would likely have to deal with Kishirika for many years to come, she eventually nodded. "Alright."
"Good girl," Kishirika reached out and petted her head. Pointing to the little book and pen in Aisha's hands, she asked, "What have you got there?"
Aisha hesitated, before admitting, "I've been taking notes."
"On…?"
"How to seduce my brother and make him want to marry me."
Kishirika held in a snort, taking a deep breath in through her nose as she tried not to laugh. "Really, now? And what have you learned so far?"
Making a frustrated little noise, Aisha gestured with the book, "That my brother is utterly shameless and will gladly sleep with almost any nice looking female."
"Sounds right," Kishirika nodded. "He's surrounded by beautiful women on all sides, all of whom are attracted to him. Can you really blame them? Any of them, including Rudeus?"
"A little."
"Not even a little," the Demon Empress shook her head. "Let's look at Rudeus. He's young, healthy, fit, tall, and handsome. As far as looks go, there isn't a woman alive and unattached that wouldn't at least consider him a good match. He's kind, loving, loyal, and a family-oriented man. But he's not a pushover, he's assertive, confident without being arrogant. All things a woman loves seeing in a man, because they make her wet. But that's not all! He's a noble, married into royalty, and in the running for being the strongest mage in the world. When you put it all together, your big brother is a real catch. Even if he wouldn't agree to marry a girl, if she could get him to put a baby in her, that would be enough for many. What man is going to pass that up? He'd have to be a saint and, well, we both know Rudeus isn't."
"He's a horny pervert," Aisha nodded, and Kishirika grinned and nodded along. "Okay, fine, but will there even be time for me when I'm old enough to tell him I love him as more than my big brother? I know he made Sylphie wait until she was 'old enough,' and that's years away—"
Reaching out, Kishirika pulled Aisha into a hug. "Those years will pass in the blink of an eye. Don't try to rush them. Enjoy them in the moment. Enjoy this time with your older brother as just your brother. Enjoy being family, without the duties, responsibilities, and expectations that come with being a good wife. Because one day, they will be over. You'll look back and wonder where the time went. You only get so long being young and innocent. Even a precocious little brat like you should enjoy being a child while you can. Give it five or six years and then tell him."
"…Fine," Aisha sighed, returning the hug. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. Now, let's go inside! It's freezing! I've grown fond of this 'hot chocolate' that Rudeus has been making and I want some. You should join me."
"Mm."
Kishirika picked her up and tucked Aisha against her hip, carrying her inside.
Roxy smiled tiredly as she held a beautiful baby girl, with bright blue eyes and blue hair—freshly cleaned and taken care of. To one side of her, Sylphie laid a glowing green hand on her arm. Ariel sat beside her, looking on with a happy smile.
"All done," Sylphie smiled, shutting off the spell she had used to heal Roxy after the birth.
"Thank you," Roxy murmured, sparing a moment to send her wife a smile before turning back to the baby.
"Well? What's her name?" Eris demanded impatiently from the other side of the bed, beside Rudy. She shifted her gaze to Rudy and asked, "You did decide on a name, right?!"
"Settle down. Give them a moment, would you?" Ariel chastised the excitable redhead.
Roxy giggled, looking around at the others. Her eyes landed on Rudy, smiling at her and their daughter. "How does 'Lara' sound?"
"Lara Greyrat," Rudy murmured, before nodding. "Sounds good."
"Lara it is, then," Roxy smiled, before leaning down and kissing her daughter's forehead.
"It's a good name," Eris nodded, before turning to Rudy. "Rudeus! What are we going to name our children?!"
"Oh, I imagine we can figure that out when you're ready to come back for good and I start putting babies in you."
"Nn!" Eris frowned, before letting out a sigh. "Fine! It'll be soon!"
Rudy reached out and pulled her into a hug. Across from them, Sylphie chuckled. "Good. You need to catch up!"
"She's right. We're all ahead of you," Ariel teased.
"Nng!"
Laughing quietly, Roxy gently teased Lara's nose. "Do you hear that? You're going to have lots of siblings, my little love."
"Lots and lots," Ariel snorted. "What was the count?"
"One hundred—" Sprite began from the foot of the bed, only for Roxy to flick a spell at her, silencing her for just a moment before Sprite dispelled it. "A lot."
"So many diapers," Rudy muttered, shaking his head.
"Mm…" Eris hummed, before grinning. "Not it."
""Not it!""
Roxy grinned at the look of defeat on their husband's face. "Don't worry, we won't make you do it all, papa."
"Is that right, mama?"
Roxy's heart fluttered and she felt herself growing warm in a certain way…
"Ahh, just hearing that makes me all… warm and fuzzy," Ariel whispered, and Sylphie nodded.
"Wet," Eris countered. "Roxy! Give the baby to Lilia tonight and we're going to try to make another!"
"Maybe," Roxy allowed. I want another soon though.
Roxy sighed as she cuddled Lara to her chest and basked in the warm feelings coming from everyone…
She blinked, before looking down at the baby. Lara burbled happily and happy shiny baby emotions burbled over Migurd radio.
Roxy's eyes grew wet as she reached over and grabbed Rudy by the front of his shirt, before pulling him down for a kiss. "Thank you."