Fucking from 11 AM to 6 PM had done its number on Decam. Laying in his bed, his body feels absolutely drained while the person next to him rests like a baby. Groaning, he rolls out of bed, rubbing his head as he stares out his bedroom window. Now that his first obligation is settled, the next problem can be focused on; destroying the man he once called father.
The plan was, well, simple. He was going to impregnate every one of his daughters and wives, and then he was going to kill him.
He wanted to chuckle to himself over how genuinely awful he was, but the thought of having his cock abused by that sincere succubus any longer sent chills down his spine. As such, he continues looking out the window. In truth, the only thing he's likely to miss in such an adventure is this village. The place he's lived all his life. Did those 16 years really mean nothing compared to memories of a man who's dead?
"Maybe both are important…I've made my decision." After he's killed his father, he'll bring his harem here, and this is where his family will reside. With that in mind, he turns to see Yissan smiling at him.
"Mmmm, good morning, ehehe~"
"Oh fuck…"
…
"HUH?! YOU'RE LEAVING?!" The whole bar lit up with people filled to the brim with questions and concerns.
"WHO'S GONNA SHARPEN MY BLADES WHILE YOU'RE GONE?!"
"WHAT ABOUT WHEN WE FIND ANOTHER SERIOUS ISSUE?!"
"WHAT IF THERE'S ANOTHER STRIKER?!?!"
Decam lifts his hands, and everyone quiets down.
"I won't be gone forever, It's only gonna be for a little while. When I come back, you'll all see it was worth it." With his reassurance, people found themselves even more confused.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!"
"DECAM DON'T LEAVE!"
"It's gonna be alright. I promise I'll be back. I'm not a man who breaks his promises. You all understand that, I know you do." With that, everyone seems to relax a bit. Of course there are people who still try and ask questions, but Decam politely shuts them all down the same. Once the reality of his leaving finally begins to sink in, people switch up their mood, and a celebration begins. Drink after drink everyone consumed, keeping the party going for as long as could be possible. Decam, who thinks highly of himself and his ability to hold liquor, eventually himself becomes too drunk to function.
It's about when the village girls population surrounds him that he truly stops functioning. From there on, supposedly every single one of them returned to that blacksmith's room above the shop and received the seed of the "great" Decam. The only one who truly knows if it was actually all Decam are the women and himself obviously, but it can be at least said that Decam impregnated up to 90 percent of the girls he spent his life growing up with in one night.
"Decam~."
"Mph, fuck me harder master~."
"Let me receive your child!"
"Decam~!!!!"
The screams of his name permeated the village. It was safe to say if he did not leave that night, the men of the village would violently end him from rage.
"D-D-Decam~" Yuliana, the final girl to be plowed by a drunken, unthinking Decam, holds tight to his neck as his cock slams against her womb. After a moment, he explodes one last time, filling her up to bursting with the cum destined to make her a mother. Laying back on his bed, she falls into an exhausted sleep, leaving Decam surrounded by unconscious, naked, cum filled women.
"Shit…I think I fucked up."
He would get dressed and grab only the necessities that night. The longer he stays the higher the risk of someone getting pissy about his impregnation of their girlfriend. After buying the last bit of food he needs and throwing it into his sack, Yissan and Decam bid farewell to the village before taking the road out of it, the night close to its end.
"Well, if that orgy did us any good, it was transporting us from late night to early morning. Less waiting the better."
"Agreed. I do hope we get to the next stop soon though. Lord knows I can use a bath after all you've done to me," Yissan chuckles at her own words while Decam sighs.
"I refuse to be blamed for something you so eagerly charged into." Decam states before pulling out his knife. "Even if there's only a few minutes of night left, it's best to be wary in case of strikers. They're really our only true threat this time of day."
"I'm aware of striker's Decam. I too have lived on this earth for quite some time." Decam turns to look at her and, for the first time, truly takes notice of her. Her long, golden blonde hair, and deep, cool brown eyes, spoke of a beauty that truly belongs only to a princess. If only she were still wearing that dress, she'd likely have stolen his heart…well, it's probably best she wasn't then if that were the case. The less distracting the better, or so it goes.
Their journey continues for some time. The sun rises beyond the horizon, and makes its place firmly just above as they arrive at what appears to be an abandoned campsite. Checking the remains of the fire, it would appear it's been abandoned for a good moment. Decam takes to scrounging for supplies while Yissan plays lookout. He chuckles to himself before throwing Yissan an apple he's found from one of the tent's. She happily bites into it, the juice of it dribbling down her chin. Decam wipes a finger under her chin.
"I appreciate your happy mood. I wonder how long it'll be though, before my seed takes its place inside of you."
"Quite likely you'll need to try harder. My papa was gung ho about his daughter being an indestructible plaything. I've been crushed to be infertile, till a man has it in him to enslave me properly." She explains before taking another juicy bite of her apple.
"Sounds like a pain. It excites me greatly."
"You truly are an entertaining man." Yissan smiles with satisfaction.
As they talk, further up the road from them, something seems to take notice of their presence. Taking a step forward, it makes its way toward the distracted couple.