A Dragon Gathering His Treasure Hoard PT. 2

My attention was dragged from the European-esque Continent to the Frozen Norse-themed lands of Kaldgrim and instantly a wish became known to me.

'Let Inthgar fear no more, and let his determination for glory be unparalleled, do this and I shall be your warrior!'

Serrilda, a true Viking babe straight from some erotic fantasy novel, was the one asking this wish to be granted. While I can appreciate honorable battles as much as the next Godlike Draconian being, I don't think that applies here. My Omniscience revealed that these 'non-glorious' battles has made her tribe extremely successful when compared to others, and that the mortality rate of her tribe was zero, which was unthinkable to the rest of the peoples of Kaldgrim. However, it wasn't my place to try to convince this woman that her chief was more smart than cowardly. What WAS my place, is offering her a deal that she hopefully won't refuse. I didn't bother with grand speeches and even giving a warning, as my Omniscience has foretold that both mattered little to this Warrior Women. Instead, I examined all the knowledge that was at my fingers/claws and decided the best approach. I whispered 'what about a wife?' and felt the amusement that I had hoped to invoke come through our connection. I resisted the urge to cheer as Serrilda agreed and walked her skimpily armor-clad self through the portal I sent to her.

'Please. Lord Sixth, heal my people by tearing away the curse of the cruel former king, and I, the final royal of my kingdom, pledge my life and soul to you, and also that of my noble bloodline!'

Illenwyn, a blue-skinned elf in regal armor who sat upon a gorgeous throne, threw me for a loop. On the outside she seemed like a cold-hearted Ice Queen, pun intended, yet with my Omniscience, I learned that she was more regretful than anything else. She acknowledged that what she did was wrong and truly wants to make it up to her followers. Her beauty and her love for her people drew me in, and the depth of her character and convictions made me want her. I opened a portal in front of her and heard of her last thoughts before she teleported away. I would need to word my request carefully, to get both Illenwyn and her people beneath me without causing too much drama and making Illenwyn accept that I only have good intentions towards her people.

'Please, Great Dragon, send a man strong enough to best me so that I might finally know a lover's embrace, do this and I shall fulfill any debt you ask of me.'

Jolka, a giantess, was the one who made this request. It was a foregone conclusion that I would accept, as what she wanted from me is almost the same thing I wanted from her. I sent down a portal to collect her and couldn't stop the anticipation that welled up in me at the thought of fulfilling our mutual desires together. Having the proud and strong women become fat with my dragonlings was a very tempting idea. On a side note, I think I am starting to get into the whole 'Draconian mindset' now. As Jolka packed up the rest of her stuff and walked on through the portal, my attention shifted to the next wish-maker.

My mind was bombarded by bizarre thoughts and vague wording though enough of it was sensible to qualify as a wish. The drunken giant of a man was truly blessed by Lady Luck if what I learned through my Omniscience was to be believed. While on Earth, being drunk would make doing soul-binding deals with them extremely morally bankrupt, for me it was... still morally bankrupt, but I needed all the help I can get! Also, he was pretty close to being bi-sexual so there positives for him in joining my harem, even if he lost his gender.

Brynjar, after a very entertaining, yet frustrating, conversation where I contemplated on just letting him be, agreed and I sent forth the magic to do what needed to be done. As the magic whisked the man now woman away, I chuckled at his thoughts when he brutally grabbed his own newly-grown tits.

'Please, Great One, let me know of the joys of friendship and of having companions like the humans do. Grant me this wonder, and I shall repay you in which ever ways you need.'

Vanrir, a demi-god wolf who just wanted a friend. I'm sure there could be stories based on the idea. Considering the powers of the Dragonfall, and what I did with Blackthorn, I extended my offer to the son of the Everwolf, along with the caveat of him becoming female.

He, now she, joyously accepted and I watched as her form changed. Her body was sleek and toned, as much a huntress as a human as she was as a wolf. I, of course, made sure that the change made sure to give her a bushy wolf tail and ears on the top of her head. I couldn't wait to play with them, or to lick the six pack she now bore. Once the change was done, Vanrir also turned into her wolf form, and like one can assume, was still feminine in that form, though feminine in wolfish ways. She was still far larger than almost anything around her and I doubt that the gender change made her any less of a powerhouse. She turned back into her wolf-girl form and strode through the portal.

'Dragon, husband-to-be, as declared by the Old Gods! Let me be your guide in this world! And though you might not worship them as I do, I ask that you learn of the ways of the Old Gods and that any child of ours shall also be taught the same things!'

Glachiildir, once a separate man and elemental, now fused into one, brand new existence. My head hurt as my Omniscience gave me the context behind his words. Apparently, I would be making deals with the divine after acquiring my companions, and APPARENTLY I will make a deal with Vokhlaardejm, these 'Old Gods'. Though they weren't wrong when they said that I would agree to whatever wish was sent to me, as I was just as curious about how my children between me and a human-ice elemental hybrid will turn out as the Old Gods. As for Glachiildir teaching our children his ways, from what my Omniscience told me, that isn't necessarily a problem, and out of the gods that I was made aware of, the Old Gods where high up on my list of 'deities that can be trusted to not screw over the entire world over some petty bullshit'.

I accepted and watched as the frozen giant of a man shifted into a pale-skinned, silky white-haired woman that was blatantly feminine in all aspects. As he, now she, wore little armor due to not feeling cold anymore, I was treated to her chest becoming an absurd size, with each breast being twice the size of her head, and her hips made to resemble a fertility goddess. I belatedly realized that the Old Gods were helping to guide the magics that was shaping her form, though I couldn't be mad at them for it, especially since I saw the fruits of their labor. A detail that I had almost over-looked was that Glachiildir's eyes now glowed an icy-blue far more fiercely than they did before, undoubtedly able to light up a dark room if she so desired. I watch her say some parting words to her allies and then walk through the portal that I had made for her. Seeing her walk with those hyper sized breasts and instinctively swaying those divine hips made me realize that this 'unable to just hurry up and meet my harem' state was definitely a form of ****.

'Please, Greater Dragon, remove my shame and return my honor! I will give you all that you want for this favor, just let me out drink any dwarf in the world!'

Brynhildr, the epitome of a dwarven lass in all ways except for the one that she thought was the most important. I chuckled at her wish and at her situation. I wouldn't want to live in a world where a Greater Dragon with a capacity to lust would pass her up, especially for such a simple wish.

I sent forth a portal and actually laughed as I heard the words of those that witness her fleeing into the portal, though most went unheard by Brynhildr. I knew I shouldn't laugh as Brynhildr obviously was not okay with the jokes/taunts, yet I couldn't help it, some of them was really funny! I was probably only able to find the humor in it as the idea of being shunned so greatly for not being able to drink gallons of **** was a foreign and ridiculous concept to me, both as a Earthen human and as a Divine Dragon.

'Please! Great Dragon! Make me beautiful, I beg you! I will do whatever you want, just... just make my body pleasing to men.'

Gromna, a ridiculously beautiful and sexy orcess which had a shockingly low appreciation for her body. As my Omniscience gave me the required info of the situation, I was even further baffled. A hot, sexy virgin comes up to you, kneels down, and offers up both her body and her freedom for just a few minutes of letting her please you, and your first reaction is to laugh at her for being both **** and 'ugly'. I don't know what **** the men around her were taking, but when I make my kingdom, I am outlawing that shit. I said it before with Brynhildr and I'll say it again, I don't want to live in a world where a Greater Dragon is coming to the world, sees such a beautiful women, and decides to not claim her. I, out of curiosity, fulfilled her wish, to see how she could possibly look better than she does now, yet my Omniscience alerted me that the wish couldn't be done, due to the fact that her body is already considered sexy by almost all men.

A portal opened up when I tried to fulfill her wish and I saw that she ran through when her 'family' came to get her for their 'celebration'. Don't get me wrong, I like cuckqueens, and it is so hot cucking a girl, yet there was limits to some shit and Gromna's sisters went far pass the limit. I might still cuck her though, but in a much more loving way and with plenty of aftercare involved.

'Grant me eternal youth and vigor, Great One! Let my body never wither until its last breath is taken in battle, and I will fulfill any demands you make of me!'

Frunda, a crimson-haired, emerald eye war goddess who basically just offered herself up for free, as my companions already come with agelessness, though I'm not complaining. I opened a portal before her, allowing her to strut on through with a smirk.

'Let me fight you! Show me your strength as I will show mine, and let the strongest win!'

Alnir, a battle-obsessed Scaleborn who truly took to heart the Everwolf's words. I was skeptical about accepting him, as even my Omniscience wasn't showing any of the usual signs that he would make for a good wife, or even a sane companion. However, as I was intent on making my own nation, I suppose having a powerful champion who would fight for me at the drop of a hat wouldn't be the worst thing ever. I sent my proposition and he accepted. Whether Alnir realized that trying to fight a Greater Dragon in a hand to hand fight was a dumb idea or not, he was now marked to become a woman, and quickly thereafter, my wife.

'Greater Dragon, I ask for the skin of a dragon that is suited for Kaldgrim! Fulfill this wish of mine and I shall gladly make a pact with you!'

Agrim, a follower of the Old Gods and a skinwalker thanks to the Old Gods magics, was just like Alnir, in the fact that I was hesitant to accept them. Agrim wasn't a full-blown cannibal, but that was mostly from not geeting the opportunity then from whatever morals he might still retain. Yet he was a capable mage, and knowledgeable in many things, so I'm sure that it wouldn't be too bad to accept him, at least I hope so. I sent forth a portal and the raven-man hybrid that Agrim currently was, descended quickly and gracefully into the portal.

Now that I think of it, Agrim was essentially every single monster-girl you can think of, from cat-girls to dog-girls to even the rare tanuki-girl like the waifu, Raphtalia. Maybe it's not THAT bad of an idea, though I suppose that relies on the hope that his skinwalking forms are not too monstrous.

'Dragon wrapped in treasure, Hear my offer. Give to me, a Dragonfalls worth of Dragonite and I shall forge great works for you! I, alone of all the Worlds smiths, can make any intricate design you might ask for! Give me the opportunity to work my dreams, and your horde shall have the most priceless of gifts!'

Ignar was perhaps the most valuable companion yet in terms of physical value. The ability to forge Dragonite was rare, the opportunity for a Greater Dragon to magic up more Dragonite was even rarer. And yes, my Omniscience revealed that his wish wouldn't take MY Dragonite, it would make more explicitly for him to use. Yet it was like they alwasy said, what's the point of choosing companions if they aren't Waifu material. Yes others have said that, I'm sure. I COULD make him change his gender now, but I sent a portal instead, as even though I'm sure he would say yes right away, I did not want to take a chance that he might say no and if we meet face to face, I'm sure I could convince him.

'Great Dragon-God, welcome to your birthright, Elderia! Allow me to be your humble servant, and I shall be dutiful in all ways for the rest of my life!'

Yolfi, magically gifted, effortlessly charismatic, and bat shit insane. Probably the only time where I would look at a gorgeous woman and actually consider saying no. Yes, she will worship me like a god, and yes, she was hot enough to turn a gay man straight, but there was a good reason why they say not to stick your dick in crazy. Especially since this brand of crazy was of the 'world=destruction' variety. But between my powers and having Vesilia within my harem, and thus a competent spy, I'm sure that having her with me shouldn't be Too much of a bad idea. And worse come to worse, I could just wear her like a fleshlight, fucking her 24/7 when I am not with someone else so that she won't have the time to do some crazy shit.

It did warm my heart to see and feel how happy she became when she realized that I accepted her wish due to the appearance of the portal.

'Great Dragon of the Sixth Dragonfall! We beseech thee, make what generations have kept safe invulnerable! Make it immovable and indestructible! Do so and all that the Circle of Summer's Heart was, is, and can be shall be yours!'

Morrigan, head of a whole coven of witches that was devoted to protected the Summerstones, which was in actuality one of the Arkhen stones. Like Frunda, this was essentially a freebie, as I also do not want a quarter of what keeps the world from being destroyed to fall in the hands of whatever idiotic **** cult or eldritch worshipper that found out the Summerstones true nature. She offered not only herself, but also her entire coven to me, including her true blood-related sister, oh what fun that could turn out to be. She was also a capable sorcororess, as her knowledge of the arcane did indeed make a ritual that help draw my attention to her, as Ravenna had erected wards capable of hiding the Summerstones from the sights of the past Greater Dragons, even with the Omniscience of the Dragonfall supporting them.

I sent my offer and she accepted with a blush. It was kind of hot seeing her tell the other members of the Circle of Summer's Heart that they were now apart of my harem. It gave me ideas for how I wanted my harem to operate. Obviously, I wanted it to be like a family, and for love to be spread widely, but I don't think it would be too bad if their was some kinky Harem rules and traditions, but I digress. It was sweet watching Morrigan comfort her sister, though such comfort was unneeded, as I would never harm any of my lovers, well, unless they beg for it.

'Master, please claim me from the fool besides me, and make me yours! Give me the comforts that your concubines are given, and I shall swear eternal loyalty to you!'

Grix, the busty goblin girl, was the quintessential Harem girl from Earth's history. A gold digger who uses her body and her charms to get what she wants, and what she wants is wealth, luxury, and the least amount of stress as possible. Not that these traits are bad, nor is Grix incapable of love, she's just pragmatic. I brought forth the Dragonfall magics and whisked her away to where the rest of my Harem was gathering, not using a portal as I sensed that Magnar might cause an issue. I wondered just how hot it would look like when I skewered the tiny pussy of the busty gobliness on both my dicks. I have a feeling that she will soon develop a size difference fet- nevermind, my Omniscience told me that she already did.