Chapter 25: Chapter 25

"Alright, well," Roxy said. "I've got all my Familiar slots full, and supposedly, House Vega is the one with Deep Elf blood. Therefore, due to both resource constraints and as a means of bolstering your legitimacy..."

"Right," Nicky said, holding the monster trap in one hand, staring carefully at it. She was in her armor, on grounds that she was holding the boss of a Level 6 Growth Dungeon in her hands- an effectively Level 11 combatant, given that bosses were two effective levels above that of their Dungeon, and Growth Dungeons were three effective levels above their actual level.

Sure, Nicky had defeated the boss and earned this monster trap as loot by fucking said boss in the ass, but there was, as always, the risk that the boss would be hostile again once let out of the trap.

"...Here goes nothing," Nicky murmured, before popping open the trap, releasing the tall, busty alpha elf.

Nicky had thought of the elf as 'the king,' before. The biggest factor in that was the elf's long, snow white hair being held back by a full, head-encircling crown, of the sort worn by kings, but other factors were present. The king was a bit taller than Nicky and the other elves they'd collected from the Level 6 Growth Dungeon- as tall as Roxy- and noticeably curvier and more muscular. And where the other elves had been naked save for nipple piercings, collars, and rings, the king was clad in armor that matched Nicky's, save for the lack of a collar.

She was, in short, simply more than the other elves they'd picked up, even in her saber- longer and more ornate than the others, and paired with a shield.

The king's inspection of the room ended with Nicky, and ceremoniously, the king knelt before Nicky, head bowed low.

"...Um," Nicky said.

"Just... touch her, and offer her a spot as your Familiar," Roxy said. "You might need to do it verbally, though; Paladin doesn't give much practice with channeling your will alone."

Nicky considered the problem carefully, and decided that knighting the king was the way to go. Touch the flat of her sword to one shoulder then the other, and offer the spot. Then she reconsidered that; after all, that was the modern process of knighting in Vega, but Vega was an old kingdom, and the introduction of elf blood was a long time ago. Therefore, the older knighting ceremony would be more appropriate.

"I really have corrupted you," Roxy marveled as Nicky pulled her cock out, willing it to full hardness.

Nicky slapped her 'sword' against the king's right cheek, followed by the left, then held it there, against the skin.

"I offer to you a place as my Familiar," Nicky said, in the most officious, formal voice she could manage, feeling the metaphysical, systemic weight of what she was saying. "To stand by my side, and aid me in all trials to come."

That metaphysical weight became a metaphysical bond, and Nicky could suddenly see the king's own system. Level 7 Paladin, with three empty class slots, and a lot of Traits. Extra Class Slot 2. Parity. Quality 1. System Knowledge 4.

"I accept," the king said, raising her head to meet Nicky's eyes. "May your knight's unworthy mouth be blessed by your cock, my liege?"

"Your mouth is always worthy of my cock, your majesty," Nicky said, nodding.

"Watching two royals argue over who gets to submit to who is hilarious," Roxy said.

"My lord..?" the king said, turning to face Roxy.

"I suppose I should introduce you to my own liege and master, Roxanne Updyke," Nicky said.

"Ahhhhh," the king said, nodding. "Well, in that case, it seems to me... impolite to not offer myself to her first."

"Indeed," Nicky said. "To consider myself your liege feels... unnatural. Perhaps we should be equal partners?"

"I stayed a virgin through all of college and my delving career," Roxy said. "Then I get into an argument about politics, make a Tumblr account, and then two weeks later, my life becomes a nonstop cavalcade of constant fucking, often sparked by nothing so much as a sarcastic comment in the presence of an attractive woman. And I have never, this entire time, understood why."

"Right now, it's because you're the one with the tentacles spell," Nicky pointed out.

"Well, can't argue with that," Roxy said, sighing. "[Embrace Of Many Arms]."

Despite the cute, sweet name, Roxy's spell caused an aura of darkness to spread across her back, from which inky black tentacles emerged. As a skilled Wizard, Roxy could've made them appear like anything, and had settled on 'unnatural inky blackness,' because anything that looked even remotely skin-like had unsettled her even more than the vaguely sinister appearance her tentacles currently had.

But, well. Unsettling the tentacles may have been on their own, they became far more appealing in the presence of attractive submissives. They became the restraints around their arms and legs, and the dildos in their asses and mouths. They became decoration that accented the far more welcome sight of two busty alphas getting tied up and spitroasted, their cocks twitching uselessly in empty air.

It helped that Roxy could feel with her tentacles, could feel the tight, wet warmth of their holes, as though it was her cock actually in those holes, but all at once. It was a powerful feeling... and it was something that had prompted a lot of testing and tweaking. Roxy's willpower may not be quite as strong as a Paladin's, but as a Wizard, she still had quite a lot to work with, but all the same, having multiple dicks worth of sensation was a bit overwhelming. So... adjustments were made. Intermediary ganglia, one in each tentacle, would communicate with one another, and dull or sharpen the sensations they received from their tentacle, before sending those sensations on to Roxy's actual nervous system.

Roxy smirked a little and sat down in a freshly-conjured chair, leaning back and folding her hands behind her head. She got to have two submissive alphas taking four of her dicks; life simply didn't get much better than this. She savored the experience as she drew nearer to her peak, eyes closing- oh, the alphas bouncing on her tentacles were a sight to behold, but she did not need the help.

The elf king finally came, her cock angled such that the resulting spray of cum mostly landed on Nicky. Then Nicky came, and gave the king a similar treatment- evidently Nicky had been holding on for the express purpose of not cumming before the king. And finally, it was Roxy's turn to cum.

Another tweak that had been necessary for the tentacle spell was the handling of orgasms. Given that the tentacles allowed Roxy to penetrate someone and achieve orgasm while still fully clothed, some measures were necessary to avoid...

...well, let's just say that the first attempted use prompted a change of pants.

Instead, the tentacles themselves ejaculated- those inserted into holes, anyhow. The ejaculate itself was a very close approximation of human cum, save for its lack of genetic material and the fact it would evaporate into mana after a half hour. But, because it was mana, and Roxy was a Wizard, she could make as much of it as she pleased.

"Mmmmn..." Roxy murmured, setting the two alphas down, having given the king the slotless Succubus class as well. "Well. Welcome to the team... whatever the fuck your name is."

"I have no name," the king said, shaking her head. "It is your duty to give me one."

"Hrm... Well, you've got a lot of royalty themes going on," Roxy said. "Right?"

"I was modeled after a king of Deep Elves, whose name I am unworthy of bearing."

"Right," Roxy said. "Well, the Deep Elves are a people I've only heard of in connection to Vega, whose royal family loves alliteration. Being as I'm the one who's in charge overall, but you will seem to be in charge as a way of helping me manage the other Deep Elves we've captured from the Dungeon we found you in, as well as projecting an air of history and legitimacy when we move to Vega and take the crown... I've decided that your name is Viceroy."

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"Viceroy, Viceroy..." She rolled that around in her mouth a bit. "...Hrm. I find I rather like it."

"Now," Roxy continued. "I'm sure your owner would love a chance to take you somewhere private to get you broken in properly, but right now... I'm going to need you to get in a milking machine, so I can harvest your Traits."

"You'll definitely want to," Nicky said. "She has the Quality Trait, the Extra Class Slot Trait, and something called Parity, which lets her be on-level with me."

Roxy blinked.

"...Well fucking well," Roxy said. "You are definitely going in the milkers, little Viceroy. You and all those other Deep Elves I've got."

"If the milkmaids are even a tenth so skilled with my body as you, my liege, I will go gladly and happily," Viceroy said.

"Oh, there's no milkmaids," Roxy said. "We don't need 'em. You'll see."

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"She's taking to it admirably," Roxy said, watching through a screen as Viceroy gently rocked back and forth, blissed the fuck out and adrift in a sea of pleasure, pumping out truly unreasonable amounts of cum and milk. "I've turned off the original script for managing the potion-making; Cum Production and Lactation both hit 14, which is the point where I can't make more with mimic potion, and have to gather the fluid the hard way. The script predicted that the time for producing one Level 15 potion is on the order of weeks, and that producing enough to dose the almost a thousand monstergirls I've got in here would take two years. So, uh. We're going to just let that sit on the backburner for now."

"Is that amount of slobber normal?" Nicky asked.

"That's from when she was still conscious and trying to give the milker a blowjob," Roxy said dismissively. "It'll dry up soon enough."

"Huh. Sorry, you were saying something about potions and scripts?"

"I was, yes. Right, so, I do have mimic potion production that's ongoing, but uh... well, I've kinda depleted most of my reserves doing this. Even if a potion dose is only a hundred mils, that's still half a standard 200 liter barrel to make enough potion for all the monstergirls in my ranch," Roxy said. "But the real killer was the fact that I had to use a lot of mimic potion on the milk and cum to make a single potion dose in the first place- because as it turns out, the amount of milk and cum necessary to make a single potion dose goes up hideously, and while I can and likely will simply start expanding my ranch's population to get higher throughput, the fact remains that I've gone through pretty much all but one single barrel of Level 13 mimic potion out of my reserves."

"How much did you have when you started?" Nicky asked.

"Honey, I can tell you to get on your knees and suck my dick, and you'd do it without question," Roxy said. "I do not need the validation of saying big numbers to you and then showing off even further by supplying context so that you can actually understand those numbers. All you need to understand is that I have pissed away what would have once been wealth so tremendous as to make emperors blush on what is in all honesty a hobby project."

"And how quickly you will replace it and expand your infrastructure so as not to unduly delay your gratification," Nicky added.

"Right, that too," Roxy said. "But actually, the most important thing is that, I do still have some mimic potion left. Not enough to make even a Level 11 Trait potion, buuuuut... I sure do have enough to make a few Level 10 Trait potions, plus a few Level 5s for the levelless Traits. And really, that's all I want out of Viceroy."

"How long will that take?" Nicky asked.

"Honestly? Five minutes," Roxy said. "A significant chunk of which is just me editing a copy of the old script to make the specific potions I want. After that, she comes out of the milker whenever you want her to."

"Fair enough," Nicky said. "What about the other sixteen elf alphas still in your inventory?"

"Ah, beans, I keep forgetting about those," Roxy muttered. "Okay, I'm going to take those out now and put them in the system. Gimme a second."

For a low-level Rancher, taming feral monstergirls was genuinely difficult. For a high-level Rancher, it was fairly trivial, albeit time consuming.

For Roxy, it was a simple matter of popping those sixteen monster traps into a special slot in the console's interface, where the automated systems would handle it for her.

"Alright," Roxy said, once she was done with that, and resumed typing out script. "One last check... okay, that should work."

She saved the script and ran it, and sat back, watching the readout with satisfaction.

"So, the first potion I'm getting made is this," Roxy said, plucking a bottle from the dispenser. "From the dragons, actually- real nice, 'cause I had enough dragon milk I didn't need to use any mimic potions. This gives the Trait that lets you take Sorcerer, a spellcaster class with a somewhat limited variety of spells balanced out by a truly enormous mana pool. Which, as a Wizard, I'm quite interested in, for what are hopefully obvious reasons."

"Naturally," Nicky said, nodding as Roxy drank the potion. "Although- does that mean that Sorcerer Class Unlocks are worthless to those without the Trait?"

"Those don't exist," Roxy said, stashing a second Sorcerer potion in her inventory. "You just get Sorcerer when you've got a free class slot for it to go in. And honestly, as a Wizard, Sorcerer's spell list isn't merely not bad, it's actually fairly good. It just isn't Wizard's 'anything goes.'"

"So, what now, another grind for a Class Slot Unlock item?" Nicky asked.

"Nope!" Roxy said, grabbing another potion. "Extra Class Slots 10 potion!" Roxy drank that too, and grimaced. "Fuck, that's strong."

"Did it work?" Nicky asked.

"It sure fucking did," Roxy said, nodding and grabbing another such potion. "This one's for Lisa- I mean, you can have one too, but you never seemed interested, so..."

"I get it," Nicky said. "Lisa has full class slots, so she gets the potion for more class slots."

"And, so that she's not level-capped at being two levels below me, a Parity potion, too," Roxy said, grabbing a new potion of a different color, then stowing both in her inventory. "And, the last two potions..."

"Which would be?"

"System Knowledge 10," Roxy said, grinning.

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