Busy night

John smiled on arrival; he still wasn't used to the new glamorous appearance of his castle; gone were the rough, grey stones, only marble, brass, rich carpets and polished wood were visible now. It was only an illusion of course, a cheat in a sense, but what more fitting for a trickster king, walking these halls in a borrowed, dazzling suit.

He went down the stairs to the lower levels, letting his hand slide on the handrail. What he found surprised him a little: Anna, June and his mother were standing in front of the bedroom, wearing very alluring nighties. John stopped his descent for a moment to take hold of the sight of the three most generously gifted girls in his life. As soon as he was able to unglue his eyes from their magnificent tits, barely contained by the diaphanous fabric of the barely there garment, his gaze lingered on some details.

He soon realized what felt off: these clothes, if he could call them that, were way too tidy and impeccably ironed for things that they had worn for maybe hours on a soft slime bed. Daphne appeared behind them, having forgone legs in exchange of a mass of slime as her lower body, making her look like she had a very long dress. It looked like the calm slime girl was carefully gathering something on the floor behind them. Something more easily identifiable, when Daphne stretched her arms in long pseudopods to swipe the inside of their legs from behind.

"What a marvelous view. Of course, ladies, you didn't have to wear these just for me, you'd be as ravishing as you were before I arrived. Well, maybe even more..." he told them.

"He doesn't miss much this one. I knew he was a dashing rogue, but now he even looks the part! I'll have to paint him wearing this on a wall of this castle. It will be glorious. Ohh, and maybe a painting of you not wearing it, for the bedroom, this could be interesting," said June, distractedly playing with Daphne's hair as she came closer behind Brenda. The empathic slime girl had a strange reaction to it: her face became slightly darker as if her matter just concentrated; John was really curious as to what could be in someone's mind to cause someone without blood vessels to blush.

"My little boy has always been very smart. But look at him all grown-up. I'm so glad you turned out like this. I was afraid that you would shut yourself in, playing video games and never open yourself to other people," said his mother.

"I looked at the castle's interface and found out that I could turn one of our bedroom's wall into a giant screen. And since June and your mom were really interested in your mission, I offered them to come watch it with me. You did it again, you really blew her mind. We were a bit worried when the feed blacked out, but thankfully it wasn't long and you told me you were OK. Did you find out more about this cult?" asked Anna, walking to him and letting him wrap his arms around her.

"We have good news and, well, not bad but not so good news. They didn't detect any demonic or outright evil energy at play, and if there were horrible consequences for their influence, they say they would probably have seen something raising their attention. But, this cult also seems to have non human creatures in their midst which are adept at masking their presence or nature. I think that it's still a good idea not to return to the shop for you, Mom, and I would like to have someone come to get a look at this idol, June. You have lived with it for years, so no need to remove or quarantine it for now, it would only arouse suspicion if they monitor it somehow. We will continue to look into it, and the orders need a little time to process what we uncovered tonight. So, what's the plan for the rest of the night?" he asked. His mother had clearly said she would like to come back to more normal mother/son interactions, so there was little hope of a glorious foursome with the three beauties, but he could always have the surprise of his clever girlfriend having planned something.

"Not what you are thinking. Unless you had some delicious food and some work around the kingdom in mind. Sylvia told me that you'd have to visit her at the glade and we have to get ready for the shopping trip tomorrow," replied his queen.

"You're going shopping?" asked June.

"Tricia is taking us to some place where we'll buy equipment to help save Algernon and his folks. And I'll replace some gear that got damaged in my last fight. Not the kind of shopping you'd enjoy, I'm afraid," he replied.

"Ohhh, that kind of shopping. Well... I think we'll leave you young ones to it. I'll begin to do some sketches for a few murals and statues to liven up the place. And since Brenda can come here now, I'll have some company. With such a wonderful place, I'm sure we will find a way to keep ourselves busy," she replied, hugging Brenda in a way that made their beautiful breasts press against each other, putting the ability of flimsy nighties to contain them to their limit.

"Awesome. Then I guess I have delicious food and hard work waiting for me." Neither was a lie. The food was small cubes of meat covered in a delicious sauce; it reminded him a bit of sweet and sour pork, except that there were no pigs in the kingdom. The surface under the sauce was crispy and the meat inside tender. With this they had small, spicy biscuits and plenty of freshly pressed fruit juice. John first checked if everything was OK before getting to work. The thing was still trapped in the Maze, with every exit blocked. The chrysalis was still resting in the containment unit, showing no sign of being about to hatch.

John knew what Sylvia wanted to discuss with him; he contacted her to tell her he'd do a few things before coming to the Glade. She had been the first in this kingdom with him, and it would be strange to have not be around once again. To help her 7 siblings take flesh in this place, she would have to return to her tree and guide them.

John gave a new try at forging the slivers of metal for Cali's new armor, but it was useless. The stone anvil of his forge was chipping away every time he managed to hit hard enough to shape the strong alloy. He spent an hour or so in the laboratory, trying out the effects of combinations of runes on bits of scrap metal in anticipation of the real thing. Then he jumped on his quad to go meet the elven sisters and Daphne at the site of the future mine, where he still needed to clear the place to unlock it.

A small shadow followed John to the entrance and jumped on the rack at the back of the quad and held tight to one of the bars as the vehicle sped up.

With the speed and only hands holding it, the small stowaway was literally dragged behind the vehicle, gliding in the air and marveling at the wonders of the realm in the light of the new morning on the kingdom.

'Wahoo, this is the outsides then! This is awesome! And the vroomy fast machine is fun, really fun. Hey, a bump! So cool. Shhh, Dargon! No shouting or he'll send us back to the vault. The vault is fun and full of shiny things, but I already seen it... I wonder if birbsneks can give pats... They don't have hands, sure... Maybe with their wings! I should see if they want to be friends, friends give each other pats, pats and delicious food. I'm hungry, I hope the nice lady make tons of food again, this was delicious. There was the crunchy bits and the melty bits, ohhh and the crunchy melty bits, those were so good!' reflected some derp lizard on the back of the quad. John continued his ride, angling from a straight path to the mines toward the site of the lightning stones, now the construction site of his future Arcane Sanctum.

'I wonder where we are going. Can this thing go up to the floaty rocks? We only jump and bounce a bit, it goes fast, but he should fly himself if he wants to go there. Ohhh, so many fluffy creatures in the grass! Hey, is that an eagle? So cool! And he's picking up his rabbit friend, maybe they're going to the floaty rocks? Maybe I should follow them? No, Dargon, you shouldn't do that! You'd get lost, how would you find the way back to the vault? Ohhh what are those? Glowy, sparky pillars? Are we stopping? Let's hide!'

Dargon quietly slid off the quad on the opposite side of where John got off, hiding behind one of the large back wheels. He spied John going inside the circle of glowing stones. John seemed to put down a pile of shiny things in the center of it and then spent some time hitting the inside of some of the pillars with something. None of this made any sense to Dargon, but everything was new and mysterious, and as such greatly exciting. Once John was back on the wonderful machine, Dargon hopped back on too.

The ride ended after many other wonders, such as mountain goats (that Dargon wished to try to ride in the future) and of course a mysterious forest far on their right, glowing with a strange haze. The quad had climbed a part of the area at the feet of the mountains, and John had continued on foot to a place where the two lady elves and the nice slime girl that sometimes gave Dargon pats were waiting.

"OK, let's get to work. You had an idea for this to go fast?" asked the muscular caramel skinned elf. "But why did you bring him?" she added, pointing to Dargon, standing behind John, making everyone turn around to look at him.

It took a few seconds for John to realize that the small creature had followed him all the way there. The explanation as to why was so obvious that he could have predicted it before asking. The outsides being cool and mysterious was a really predictable answer. Sending him back on his own was a sure way to spend the rest of the night looking for a lost Dargon in the plains.

The plan was simple: Vesta would heat the stone as hot as possible and then John would drop some water on it to create a thermic shock that would spread fractures in the stone, making it a lot easier to break. Daphne was gathering the part of the water that didn't evaporate on contact with the stone, letting them cycle the process more often before running out of water.

Even with this plan, the process was long and difficult. And despite a lot of progress, they couldn't clear the place that night. Vesta was as magically exhausted as her sister was physically and Daphne was still unstable, lacking a core, and would need to return to the fountain soon.

John let the elves and Dargon take the quad back to the castle, while he and Daphne would walk to the forest. On arrival, the slime girl walked to the fountain and dropped into a shapeless puddle before sliding into the life giving waters. As far as she was taking the shape of a girl, John knew that it was only cosmetic and that she didn't really had a natural shape.

John walked naked to the largest tree of the forest where Sylvia waited for him.

"John... It's time. I hear them calling, they are ready. I have to help them come into this world," she told him, after a sensual kiss.

"Do you need anything? How long will you be gone? Is it safe for you? Do they know the situation here? Will they accept to live under my rule?" he asked her, visibly worried.

"They know where they are going and await it eagerly. It shouldn't take more than one or two days of the real world. It is safe, but it will ask all my concentration and power to bring seven of them. You can actually help me with that..." she explained.

"What can I do? What do you need?"

"Well... You need to... It's... We shouldn't, it's not right... Well it would work, though... If you were to love me just before I do it, it will help..."

"If it's just that. You know it isn't a problem. There's enough of me for all of you girls," he said, starting to brush his hands on her body and guiding her to the very comfy patch of thick moss that had become the unofficial lovemaking bed of the glade.

"No, not there... Not like this... It's... You'll have to do it inside the tree, once I'm already connected..." she told him.

"Inside the tree? Is that even possible? Will I be able to breathe? Will it let me out?"

"Yes, don't worry, I will remain in control. Besides, the forest is part of your domain, it wouldn't harm you."

John followed her to the visible crack in the tree bark; all the vines usually coiled around some parts of her body unraveled to float around her. The inside of the tree, that he’d only seen twice when she got in and then out of it to heal after her ordeal at the hands of the crazy lizardmen, was not like one would imagine. It looked like a vegetal womb, not just an empty tree. There was no wood visible inside, only a very tender fleshlike material in green tones. And of course the entire place was dripping of the so precious and useful sap.

Sylvia sat down, reclined on a spot that shaped itself to welcome her, and her vines slithered to multiple spots of the tree, connecting to it. The vines bulged as sap flowed through them like blood vessels. Sylvia grabbed his hands and dragged him inside, the crack in the tree closing behind him. To his surprise, the anticipated claustrophobic feeling never came. The inside was glowing faintly, creating a dim atmosphere rather than pitch darkness. The smell of the tree mixing with that of Sylvia, whose flowers had all bloomed, was enthralling. John was in a position where the only move available to him would be to come closer to her and enter her.

His dick was rock hard and his body was covered in a mixture of sweat and sap that was slowly covering every inch of his body. There was something in here that reminded John of the start of his night and of the club with its evocative architecture. John lowered himself on Sylvia and realized he had no need to hold himself not to fall on her, as some vines had coiled themselves around him so gently that he barely felt them, yet they were apparently supporting his full weight.

John burrowed his face in her chest, that he would swear was growing as he was doing so, and after some precious moments there readjusted his position to more serious matters. He was feeling himself filling with energy; he could see some green and gold light under his skin around the places where the vines touched him. Sylvia began to caress his hard cock with hands so soft and delicate that he started to think for an instant that he was going to cum from this alone.

Yet, he didn't. Nor did he when the vines lifted him whole, allowing Sylvia to give him a long and rather expert blowjob, toying with his excited member for a few eternities. Finally he was put in a position where his cock was facing her pussy. Her clitoris, or the nub he gave her that acted as one, was swollen and had turned bright red, making it indecently visible on her pale green skin, darkened in spots due to her arousal. Her sex was offered, wide open and welcoming, flowing with anticipation.

As he entered her, the raw, burning feeling of unfulfilled excitement disappeared. He was now feeling like this was the place his dick belonged, there and nowhere else. John had no idea if she, he or the tree itself was responsible for the epic bout of fucking that happened next, probably a bit of each, some moves would have been impossible without the support he had.

Something worried what little was left of his capacity to think. Contrary to their first ever session of lovemaking, where the dryad had him cum again and again to exhaustion, here she had flared with pleasure a dozen of times already, her flowers spraying the inside of the tree with colorful pollen and her body illuminating with magic light. Yet he had not cum, not once. And that despite his ability to do so multiple times.

He wasn't feeling any pain from his dick as he would have expected from such a prolonged denial, and his ball were feeling strangely warm.

Sylvia opened her eyes, and they were glowing with a nearly blinding green light now.

"GIVE. ME. EVERYTHING!" she screamed as yet another orgasm struck her. This time John felt a huge jolt from the vines connected to him.

And he came. The experience would be hard to describe. An orgasm so strong it seemed to warp time. One where he was sure that he was somehow literally cumming liters into her, totally flooding her insides in cum due to whatever she had been doing to him since he entered the tree.

He suddenly had a flash of seven creatures, growing inside seven trees, like he was linked to them; this feeling disappeared, as quickly as it had come. Sylvia kissed him, somehow soothing his entire body by doing so, and he was then gently pulled away from her.

"I love you, see you soon," was all he could tell her before the tree cracked open and let him slide to rest on a comfortable patch of moss.

Daphne, who was waiting for him, began to clean him of the fluids covering, while leading him to the fountain. By the time he reached the water, his body was already cleaner than it would have been getting out of a shower. After a quick dip in the magical waters, John checked the time and decided to take a short nap on the moss, getting what little sleep he needed to be ready for the weekend.