Chapter 426: 152: Clingy Princesses – Part 2

The huge gray dragon is a female, considering I get a boner just from looking at her. Her powerful body is as wide as two carriages and takes up the whole street, but it's almost as slender and smooth as Aoi's, a female characteristic; her wings have to be folded in because the enchantments on our embassy and the one across the street block her from spreading them; her huge head has merely two small horns that I can't describe in any other way but cute; and her eyes lock with mine as she notices our approach, but I feel curiosity coming from them rather than the hostility she shows to anyone else.

If she had a human form, I'd guess she'd look like Hana. A voluptuous female body, but with a healthy amount of muscle.

On the dragon's back is a double-deck passenger wagon, but her size is also a bit inconvenient since they can't dismount from the sides. So, the Princesses dismount via her long tail, then have the gray beauty move forward a bit so that they can walk to the entrance.

She obediently breaks eye contact with me and starts walking, the ground trembling lightly with her steps. But when she stops, she immediately turns her head back towards me again.

"You have to get bigger, Wolfy, so that one day, you can fuck a dragon of that size," Alissa wistfully states and hugs my arm harder between her breasts.

"What…?" Vanea asks absentmindedly, not believing her ears, but we don't have time to answer her as the Princesses and their followers appear at the entrance.

"Wolf Ryder! We're back!" Urmeie cheerfully exclaims. My gaze immediately falls onto her MASSIVE cleavage as she seems to wear clothes a size too small for her. Her white jacket barely holds her furry melons, and her black not-yoga pants show that she's got ass and thighs to go with those tits.

The huge gray dragon made me a bit horny, but now, this view has made me very horny.

"It's our pleasure to see you again, Princesses," Yunia answers for me as I'm too distracted by bear tits to respond, and Centum Mako frowns in distaste at me like the stuck-up masochist he is.

"As it is ours," Sa'Haa politely replies. This not-Cruella is now wearing a comfy and fluffy black robe, but it isn't sexy, so I immediately forget that she exists, instead focusing on bear tits.

"Great news, Wolf! We have permission to be bred by you," Urmeie gives me a Daze (1 turn).

"Don't use such crass language…" Sa'Haa groans quietly.

"Excuse me…?" I blurt out.

And the big curvy bear woman grins just like Hana. "You're putting a baby in me."

FUCK YEAAAAAH-… eeeh… no.

In the corner of her eye, Alissa notices Allura quietly seething in jealousy and envy while Léonne smiles wryly.

"Well, I can't do that until I've developed a racial skill so that my children won't be inconvenienced by these claws," I decline as I show her my beautiful and sharp mirror-like claws and scales.

That kills her mood (and makes Allura very happy), so the big bear frowns, which is a very frightening expression (for normal people). But then she grins mischievously as she comes up with an idea and crosses her arms, straining her jacket to the point that it almost bursts. "Alright, but we can at least practice the breeding, no?"

I'd fucking LOVE to breed her all day, but there's one tiny little problem with her…

"No," I decline again, trying not to sound too smug.

"No?" she repeats, her poise broken, and Alissa swears she hears the bear Princess' bodyguards gasp in disbelief at my audacity.

"No," I hum back, and Sa'Haa smothers a snort of amusement.

"You don't want these fucking titties?!" Urmeie exclaims as she fondles herself, a wonderful sight for sore eyes.

Yes!

"No," I stand my ground.

"ARE YOU FUCKING SURE?!" she shouts and rips her jacket open, freeing her glorious furry pair, and I burn their shape into my memory. Her large brown nipples look absolutely delicious, and I feel like my tentacles desperately want to come out and suckle on them.

"Gods! Sister!" Sa'Haa chastises her and slaps her face, but the big bear doesn't even feel it.

Mako, Omari, and Sa'Haa's bodyguards tactfully look away from the WMDs, but Urmeie's bodyguards don't, though they can't see much from behind her.

"HE DOESN'T WANT TO FUCK ME, SIS!" she roars back in disbelief.

"You'll have to try harder if you want to conquer my heart," I cheekily reply, and Sa'Haa breaks into a burst of evil laughter, but then she quickly suppresses it.

"Yes, please! But at least court him while clothed!" the owl Princess exclaims as she pulls out her staff from her [Item Box], then activates an enchantment that casts [Water Wall] in front of Urmeie, hiding her divine tits from view.

Nooo! I want to bury my cock between them!

"You want me to bend over and beg?!" the bear Princess continues, and she looks so bewildered that I almost pity her.

Léonne has to whisper to Allura that she must contain her extreme amusement before the Princesses notice it. But Sa'Haa's amusement is cut short due to her bear sister's suggestion, and the owl is now too busy glaring at the bear to notice the young fox's amusement.

I don’t plan on humiliating this shameless Princess, so my next words make Sa'Haa smile once again, "That would be wonderful, but no. I want you to court me, seduce me. Your behavior during our time together wasn't attractive, so I want to see you try."

And young not-Cruella has a sexy face, so it pleases me to see her pleased, even though her personality is that of a prickly bitch.

But Urmeie's expression is the opposite of her sister's, and I feel a bit of her high-level aura leak out as she growls, "You little gec-… hmph! I'll fucking seduce you, then. I'll fucking seduce you so hard that your hips will break!"

Her aura is both pleasant and unpleasant. She's truly a bear dommy mommy that will give me a lot of warmth and comfiness through Snu Snu, but the dommy part clashes with my draconic nature of fucking women into submission. Unlike dommy mommy Osaria, who submits to the superiority of my Cock, Urmeie feels like she wants to fuck me instead, and that makes my asshole and prostate a bit worried.

"That may not exactly be in the spirit of what I want, but I commend your enthusiasm," I smoothly reply.

"Hmph," she huffs haughtily, showing us her snobbish Princess side for once. Then she closes her jacket again, which seems to have been enchanted to repair itself, probably in anticipation of the wild sex we're both famous for.

"I'll be eager to see how she does it," Sa'Haa remarks smugly.

And now the bear finally bites back at her sister, "I'm going to join him for his bath and sleep naked with him even if he doesn't want to fuck me. Are you sure you'll be present to see that?"

"I don't mind if you watch," I huskily pile on and smile at the sexy, young not-Cruella.

"I'll pass…" she replies with a sigh and dangerously narrowed eyes.

And before an awkward silence can settle in, Yunia soberly suggests, "Let's go inside and start negotiations again."

Mako seems to break out of his trance while Omari hums absentmindedly as if he has just woken up, "Huh? Oh, right, yes!"

Yes, negotiations, my favorite activity.

I kiss Yunia's feet and almost start using them to give myself a footjob after she volunteers to handle them alone. Then Ciel, surprisingly, but also not surprisingly, also volunteers.

"What do you mean, 'not surprisingly'?" she confusedly asks.

"I'll give you a toe-sucking after this and then finish up with a footjob that covers them with cum," I reply matter-of-factly and leave the room, ignoring her denials of being aroused by the idea.

My two dear wives then join the others in the meeting room, and Urmeie looks visibly disappointed that I'm not participating. But if things go on for too long, I'll replace the two and give the bear mommy a "bone."

For this morning, I spend some time with the golems, practicing my [Golemancy] as we discuss how to further the baby golem army project.

"Comparing the brain structures of all baby golems created so far, the colloquially named 'dumb golem' had the smallest brain of all," Ted lays out her conclusions.

"But if we're to compare the results of intelligence testing, the 'dumb golem' was the only one without any clear neurological issues. Therefore, Master Wolf's newest method for modifying brains seems to be the correct way forward," Suzy adds.

Then I turn my eyes to Jarn, but she has nothing to say.

"I suggest Master focuses his alterations on increasing brain size so that any new golems will at least have a useful level of intelligence," Ted continues.

"I suggest Master focuses his alterations on the outer layer of the brain as the golems with changes in those areas had the most problems recalling long-term memories," Suzy follows.

Then I turn to Jarn, and she finally has something to say, "I suggest Master avoid focusing on the frontal part of the brain or the central inner part as they're the locations that have caused the most varied neurological problems in the baby golems without affecting long-term memory."

"So, you three aren't in agreement?" I question curiously.

And Ted promptly explains, "Suzy and I have a small disagreement on priority while Jarn is undecided and has instead focused on the areas that seem to be unproductive."

I rub my chin with a clawed hand as I affirm, "I can do both. Half the golems will be made with a focus on a bigger brain while the other half will have a focus on the outer layer."

The two doll golems share a look as they rapidly communicate through [Bind]. After a moment, they turn back to me and speak in unison, "We are unable to decide which of the three choices is most efficient."

So I come up with a simple answer, "Removing my memories from the golems is still the priority, so that should come before making them smarter."

But Ted surprises me with her reasoning, "Less intelligent golems don't respond well to the tests, making it more difficult to recognize the changes in their behavior caused by the brain alterations."

I shrug. "Well, seems like a good idea to do both, then."

The results are two new golem types. One is kind of smarter, and the other is kind of forgetful and also a bit dumb. The latter is more important as there don't seem to be any significant neurological issues with it aside from the lower intelligence, which means that I've finally found the right path.

But while it is progress, it doesn't go any further than merely "mild forgetfulness" and "mildly smarter," so there's something else that I need to get better at before I can progress further. I bet I need to improve my visualization of the brain, but I don't have enough time to train it properly today.

Intermission – Lina

Aoi and I study a machinery book from the temple. It teaches us how gears work and how to use them to transfer power around through axles, which is essential to our research since it allows us to use standardized "engines" rather than specialized enchantments for each machine.

It's a bit thick with math, so we're going through it slowly and focusing primarily on the drawings, but my partner seems to be quite distracted today.

"Aoi? Are you really paying attention?" I ask the big dragon head beside me.

"Muh… I'm envious…" she mumbles, trying to sound cute with her mannerisms, and it kind of works if you ignore the rumbling of her double-voice.

"Of what?" I immediately ask. She has something to say, so I'll listen.

"Ciel. I wanted to say something to the Emperor, too," she confesses and tries to pout, but her draconic lips don't move that way, so I just imagine how she'd look in her human form.

"This again?" I hum back with a raised eyebrow.

She flashes a toothy grin. "I just want to whine."

I nod and close the book. "Okay, I'll listen."

"Listening is free" is something I imagine Wolfy would say, so this is the least I can do for my sister-wife.

But Aoi takes a few moments to think before she finally confesses, "I feel like I'm too passive. The others do all the fun stuff, and I just go along with it." The fact that she had to stop to formulate her words means that she didn't think this through, so me listening is already helping her find the answer to her problem.

"What stuff do you want to do?" I ask the obvious question.

"I don't know…" she mumbles and falls into thought again.

If she doesn't know what she wants, then how can I help her?

If I were Wolfy… he'd definitely do this:

"Lower your head," I order.

"Okay…" she obeys and lowers it onto the floor, bringing it into my reach and allowing me to pat it just like Wolfy does with me.

"There, there… you'll find out what you want. Just keep thinking about it," I kindly soothe her and smile.

"Okay…" Aoi whispers with a wry smile (at least, I think it's a wry smile since she can't emote that well) and rests her whole body on the floor to better enjoy my touch.

I'm fine with being passive myself because I love being pampered by Wolfy and Ciel, but maybe Aoi has a bit of Wolfy in her and also wants to "let loose"? But only Aoi herself can tell what she wants to do, so we'll just have to wait until she makes up her mind.

Intermission end.

After recovering from the cuteness overdose that the loli and the dragon gave us, everyone gathers for lunch, and we even invite Kyora to distract Urmeie with the big blue dragonkin's boisterousness.

The plan is an immediate success because after just a bit of alcohol, the two start a bragging contest about their adventures. Urmeie is obviously the stronger one due to having a higher level, but Kyora is more experienced and has more to tell.

"What's your plan with Urmeie?" Alissa quietly asks me, starting a casual discussion. She wants to have a proper conversation because it's more fun than just extracting my thoughts on the matter.

And I think this sneaky fox has ulterior motives for asking this question because I immediately have to stop to reflect. "I want her to be less… annoying. I can man up and fuck someone like Roxanne's mother if it's just once, but Urmeie seems to want something more, so I want her to think about the kind of relationship we'll have before I stick my cock in her."

She coyly plays with the mirror-like scales on my forearm, then hits me with another precise strike, "What don't you like about her?"

"She…" I begin but trail off as I realize something.

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Uh-oh…

"She's a bit too domineering…" I embarrassedly answer.

And Alissa shows her true foxy nature as she teasingly asks, "So you want her to bend over for you?"

Well, no, but…

I groan softly and admit, "Okay, I'm not sure what, exactly, I want her to do, but maybe we just have to wait and see a bit more."

She narrows her eyes skeptically. "Uh-huh…"

What do I dislike about Urmeie, again?

She's domineering, yes, that's the biggest issue. She's pushy and a bit too unpleasant because she uses her beastfolk customs as a justification to be rude. But in the end, there aren't that many issues, so I guess it's just a bad first impression.

Maybe… we just need some time to get used to each other? Or rather, I need time to get used to her.

Now Alissa reads my thoughts, and she smiles smugly, knowing that she has correctly predicted all of my responses. She simply knows me too well.

After we eat, we continue the negotiations, and I participate for a while. Urmeie stares at me almost the whole time, trying to assume poses that show off her "assets," but she isn't very good at it, though at least it amuses me.

I leave midway, confusing the guests when Lina comes to replace me without needing any summary to continue the talks exactly where I left off. Fortunately, things end rather quickly due to us having already come to an agreement about the distribution percentages of the loot.

For us, there's nothing particularly special that we're getting. It's just more treasure that we'll stash in our castle, though maybe we should start auctioning some of it to make some quick cash. Vanea will have to do that to pay her debt to Reinhold's wife's family (which I still haven't bothered to remember the name of), so maybe we could do it together.

Curiously, Reinhold's Colossal Sword Artifact has "mysteriously" disappeared, but it's assumed that whoever "kidnapped" him has also taken the sword. The Leviathan was able to keep the Colossal Sword tied up, so I really need to keep increasing my MP and MPower until I can reliably summon it without fucking up my mana organ.

Anyway, there's only enough time for a little more work, and then we all gather again for the sacred ritual.

"Tell Sa'Haa that we would all love to have her join us," Roxanne sultrily remarks to Urmeie as we enter the huge bath.

The bear woman snorts and smirks. "I already did, and her uncomfortable expression was amazing. I'll remind her of the invitation every day."

"Wait, every day?" I blurt out confusedly.

"We're following you to Escanso," she answers matter-of-factly.

"Why…?" I whine, mildly horrified.

"Godsdamn. I didn't think you hated us this much," she replies with a frown, making me feel guilty.

I immediately hide my negative feelings, and the girls help me come up with a more diplomatic response, "I don't hate you, but I value my privacy. Having to entertain Princesses every day will become tiring."

Urmeie stares at me with a scrutinizing look, gauging my truthfulness, but then soberly reassures me, "Sa'Haa will scram every once in a while for meetings with the rest of the Union, and I'll be touring the dungeons of the High Forest, so you won't have to suffer our presence every day."

"It's mostly Sa'Haa insisting on always following those tiring formalities that annoys us," Yunia diplomatically adds.

"Heh. I know what you mean," mommy agrees with a snort.

With the bear soothed, we start to undress.

"If we invited that cute little Tommen for a bath, do you think Sa'Haa would follow?" Yunia suddenly questions, already naked since she barely wears anything.

And Urmeie brightens up as she coos, "Ooh~… there's a good chance she would."

And they turn their heads towards me.

"No," I flatly reject.

"Haven't you fucked everyone in front of Jacques already?" Hana questions me.

But I answer matter-of-factly, "Because I could watch Léonne and Ofilia get fucked by him. What do I get out of revealing all of your bodies to Tommen?"

The girls all glance at each other, searching for an idea, but there's none to be had.

"We'll suck your cock real hard?" Urmeie hopefully suggests.

"You wish," I smoothly hum.

"We'll suck your cock real hard?" Hana repeats with a suggestive grin.

"No, not worth it," I smoothly hum again and take off my tight, elastic, elven underwear.

"Nice cock, Wolf," Urmeie praises me.

"Nice tits, Urmeie," I return the courtesy.

Her whole body is furry, so I can't really see her pussy that easily, and her form-fitting clothes already gave me a pretty good idea of how curvy she is, but still, those breasts are divine. They're bigger than Ciel's, but they sag more, so I'd still say that my angel has the best pair of breasts in the whole world. Second place goes to Osaria's, and third goes to Urmeie's.

"What about mine?" Hana questions through [Bind].

I pause for a second but confidently answer, "Different category."

Flat award goes to Aoi, Loli Breasts award goes to Lina, Small Breasts goes to Roxanne, Perky Breasts is a tie between Alissa's and Yunia's, Big Breasts goes to Hana, and Huge Tits goes to Ciel.

"We have to find something to convince Wolfy," Yunia happily continues, giving me a both teasing and hungry look after my praise of her breasts.

"We have the time, so no hurry," Urmeie casually answers as we walk towards the washing area.

And I decide to remain quiet this time.

When we start soaping ourselves, the usual group of girls, plus Andrea, arrives to also share the bath with us. The adventurer trio doesn't know who Urmeie is, but just her high-level aura is enough to tell them that she's someone important, so the atmosphere is a bit more subdued this time as they feel a bit intimidated.

"Hey, I want someone to wash me," Urmeie demands after seeing us all pair off with washing partners, leaving her alone.

"Are you double-edged?" Roxanne curiously asks her.

"Not really, but I can have fun with women," bear mommy answers and raises her black eyebrows suggestively.

"No fucking," I warn my succubus through [Bind]

"Never planned to," she answers mischievously, and I actually become eager to see what she'll do.

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