Cecily, Luna, Wiz

Cecily Story (Fanclub Meeting)

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 17:58 pm.

The sun lowered its head on another chilly evening in the hot spring city of the Axis order. Many of the streets were emptying out, which one might assume is due to the end of the work day sending the members of the town home, but this is not so. Anyone still walking the streets was heading to one location: the church. After all, it was almost time to begin the meeting.

The pews were filled with the hustle and bustle of discussion for the meeting to come. Topics that were to be brought up, hopes for speakers, and excited anticipation for the meeting to start already. Mostly the stands were full of women, but a splattering of men still attended these events too.

Not all were homed in Arcanletia. Some members sitting today had travelled far to be in this Axis Church, even those of the Eris Sect that the Axis members would often spit on. But not here. Not at this meeting. It was too precious to sully it with bitter rivalries.

All eyes were on the talking stand at the front, as a blonde woman in her Axis garb walked towards it.

She was well known as the biggest Axis Cult freak around, someone not to be fully trusted in a dire situation, yet everyone was excited to hear her speak today.

After adjusting her papers, Cecily smiled at the crowd.

The banner above her said ‘Kazuma Cock Fanclub Meeting’.

“Order! ORDER!” She exclaimed, shushing the crowd with her hands as the silence began to grow. Once settled, she let her voice boom against the church’s hallowed walls, “Brothers and Sisters! I welcome you back to the bi-weekly meeting of the ‘Kazuma Cock Fanclub’!”

A cheer erupted through the crowd, led mostly by the Axis Cult but the enthusiasm was contagios. After another settling, Cecily continued.

“We begin, as always, with our morning prayer.” she said, lowering her head and triggering a similar response in all the pews, all speaking in unison.

“To he who bed the pure divine, may his rod stay forever fine,

Through blackest days and evil’s grip, may semen always escape that tip,

Like rigid steel, that boiling pole, we pray to thee, our eternal soul,

Oh Satou Kazuma, we praise your cock! We’ll remain so loyal, us fangirl flock! Amen.”

“Amen.”

The heads of the crowd raised back up, looking happy with the sense of community that they shared. Cecily grinned just as hard, once more adjusting her papers.

“Amazing! So first, we have a few things to get through. First of all, the results of the art contest!” announced Cecily, earning yet another round of hooting and hollering from the loyal members. “In third place, Sister Ambre with her piece: ‘Veins in the Vineyard!”

A young woman with sunken eyes and an equally sunken beret stood up to raise both hands above her head, holding a canvas to show off her bronze achievement.

The art piece blended oil paints to give a beautiful depiction of a single tree in a vineyard. The use of green, browns, and purples was immaculate, and many complimented the truly vicious eyes on the grapes. But it was more than just a tree, after all. The Fanclub knew exactly what lay deeper in the brush strokes. It focused on the tree that’s trunk was girthier than the rest, with vine-like tree branches wrapping around its shaft, with two massive grapes in the ‘foreground’ that obviously represented Kazuma’s balls. Ambre didn’t seem happy in her face, but her body language seemed to suggest an artistic soul that was proud with third.

“Second place, Brother Flanagan! With his fishing rod made of Kazuma Dildos!” said Cecily, as a creature more beard than man stood up. His creation was simple, yet effective. Though some would argue it was a disgrace to waste three dildos–including putting the reel where one of the ballsacks were–others voted for its ingenuity and resourcefulness, “Tell me, was this really a metaphor for all the women that Kazuma manages to ‘reel in’?”

Something was chewing loudly behind the beard, and didn’t stop to reply, “I like fishin’.”

“...who doesn’t! And without further adieu… our first place winner… is Sister Lota!” She was abruptly cut off by the winner squealing with joy, which she just smiled about, “Yes, Sister Lota! With a delightful wooden carving of Kazuma getting scissored by his initial two Goddess claims!”

It wasn’t hard to see why Lota had won. The carving depicted both religions’ deities with respect, as well as making Kazuma seem like the bridge between the two, as well as giving him massive pecs. The craftsmanship was impeccable. Many lonely nights spent slaving over such detail definitely deserved praise.

The middle aged Lota excitedly skipped towards the front, happily celebrating the whole way, “YES! YES I WON! SUCK IT FLANAGAN!”

“And your prize,” said Cecily, presenting it with a bow, “One pair of heavily worn Kazuma boxers.”

Lota wasted no time in celebrating. Taking the garment and wearing them directly on her head, much to her daughter’s cringing horror, “SNNNFFF! Ohhhh~ It still smells like him! This is going to make daily masturbation soooo much better~ GASP! There’s a pubic hair inside! EEEEHEHEEE!!”

After a bit of trouble before she started looking through the dick hole, Cecily waited until Lota was sat down again to continue. “With that, we are now going to begin discussion time! Continuing with last time’s topic: Is Kazuma’s penis a Holy Relic, A Luck Infused Artefact, or a Miracle from the Heavens sent to impregnate us all?”

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 18:38 pm. Topic: A Presentation by Brother Ivor

“And that’s why I say the shaft is the strongest part of Kazuma’s penis!” Ivor concluded, appreciating the claps of his fellow fanclub members. He started collecting his charts and easel, letting Cecily take her space behind the podium once more.

Suddenly, jumping out from behind a pillar, was Ivor’s rival: Rovi, “The Tip Gang refutes these claims! You dare spout lies!? How can Kazuma’s shaft be strongest when the tip is what penetrates the Heavens!?”

“Th-the tip would never be able to do anything if the shaft wasn’t a strong backbone of our society!”

“I call lies and shenanigans by the Shaft Squad!”

“Brothers! Please!” Cecily yelled in a hopefully soothing manner, then pointing towards the door in a less than sympathetic way, “Take it outside, we have a lot to get through.”

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 18:51 pm. Topic: Testimonies

Everyone was enraptured by Sister Yuna’s story. The erotic encounters of the real Kazuma was something that many had dreamed of, yet not all got to experience, so hearing from those that were blessed gave the rest hope for the future.

It helped that Yuna, being a punky girl with little care for the way others thought of her, made her a natural storyteller at heart.

“So then, after extracting himself out of the succubus, it was the angel’s turn, yeah?” said Yuna, making everyone nod excitedly, “And the angel looks worried, because she started this contest with the succubus thinking she was gonna win, being all pious n shit. But that succubus? Aww man, she’s totally out of it! Big fuckin’ smile. Eyes back of the head. God, I wish it was fucking me, am I right ladies?!”

The whoops from the crowd made the grinning woman clap.

“Fuck yeah! Anyway, so like, Kazuma can see how nervous the prissy angel is. But instead of giving her a break, the badass just plays into it. He talks in a really funny prissy voice and is all, ‘Ohh I can’t possibly penetrate such a holy creature! I must abstain my penis!’ And the angel’s clearly both relieved and, like, a little upset? Like, wait, wasn’t I gonna get fucked? But that’s when Kazuma adds ‘If only there was a crowd of sinners that could guide me to the holy land I seek!’”

There were many dawning expressions at the realisation of what Yuna was saying.

“Yeah, that’s right. Kazuma told us in the crowd to help him fuck her! Her slutty creamy legs were already spread super far for him, so Kazuma just put his hands behind his head and turned away. Like this.” She demonstrated, putting hands behind her pink hair and inadvertently pushing her own heaving chest out for the men in the audience to admire, “So I’m like ‘aww shit, I see what he wants’, and I take the fucking initiative. I walk right on over to the middle of the town square and was the first to get to grab Kazuma right in his thick fucking elephant sized shaft.”

Whispers began to erupt, some jealous, some in awe. Yuna just let the moment sink in as the crowd imagined themselves getting to grab Kazuma’s dick like that.

“H-how’d it feel?” asked a meek woman near the front.

“How’d it feel? Fuckin’ incredible, dude!” Yuna exploded, “Shit, I couldn’t even get my fingers all the way around it! And I have weirdly long fingers, see?” She showed off, even though it was hard to tell truly with the fingerless gloves she had on, “Anyway, I had Kazuma’s shaft in my hand, and I was ready to just jerk the fuck out of him if he’d let me. But, since there was a crowd, a bunch of other girls suddenly latched onto him too. Like, seven or eight hands on his dick at once. I could barely move an inch upwards, we all wanted to just hold onto that thing. But he was there to fuck the angel girl, and so as a collective we all moved him closer until his tip touched her glowing pussy. Then on the count of three we pushed him inside her. Since I was right at the end, I got to hold onto him the longest while his huge dick filled up the angel girl. Props where it’s needed, she took it like a champ, and I got to lick my hand while masturbating to Kazuma that day. It’s why I’m here, truth.”

So much clapping preceded that they nearly had to shut the whole event down.

Brother Lobono decided to wait until the next meeting to share his story of meeting Kazuma at the market.

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 19:15 pm. Topic: Personal Problems

“My daughter refuses to even try a Kazuma Dildo!” wept the curly haired mother. Dapping at her face with the tissue as Rosary soothed her friend, “Sh-she was an Eris supporter until just before her 17th birthday… but now she doesn’t support Eris at all! If she doesn’t accept her, then she’ll never get to experience ‘The Awakening’! I-I’m such a bad mother!”

Rosary wouldn’t let that stand, “Oh, you are not. Teenagers don’t go through the awakening as it is-”

“She’s twenty four! My daughter is a NEET with no job and no Goddess!” The mother wept louder, with Rosary not knowing what to say at that.

“There are other ways to experience it,” said Cecily, walking forwards with a growing smile that Rosary had seen before, “If she is facing true teenage rebellion, then perhaps she’d prefer a Goddess that stands… superior to Eris?” Without missing a step, Cecily presented a single piece of brown paper with the Axis logo at the top, “All you need to do is get her to sign on the dotted line, and she’ll definitely go through ‘The Awakening’-”

Rosary snatched the paper before the mother could. “Cecily! We agreed, no recruiting at the fanclub! You wouldn’t like it if we’re at the Eris church next time and I offered Axis members some papers!”

“Like they’d ever switch.” Cecily spat under her breath, “Besides, this isn’t about smelly Eris vs. Cool Aqua. This is about helping a struggling daughter finally escape her solitude using proven tactics! Those that sign that paper get ‘The Awakening’, I saw it happen to The Axis Hearts myself!”

Before Rosary could argue further, the mother snatched the paper from her grasp. “I’ll try anything. Let that little idiot join the Axis Cult. Maybe she could finally get a job in the Hotsprings and move out already.”

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 19:38 pm. Topic: Spiritual/Dream Discussion

Similar to the testimonials, some of the fanclub always insisted on speaking about their other worldly encounters with Kazuma.

“I got to speak to him in my dream! He told me to spread his seed… on my crops. I’m waiting to see if it’ll make em grow better.”

“The clouds showed me the image of his balls! Their fluffy textures compelled me to masturbate to him, daily!”

“Uhh… I’ve been here a few months, but can I just ask… is Kazuma, like, real? I thought he was just a myth. A self insert legend made up by some pervert about a guy that ‘seduced the Gods’, ya know? But you all seem so certain about your stories meeting him…”

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 19:42 pm. Guest Speaker: Darkness

“We now welcome our regular guest speaker. The first woman to ever see, touch, and fuck Kazuma’s penis: Lady Darkness!”

After a long and loud intro where everyone clapped for her to approach the podium, Darkness gave a wave. “Hello again, everyone!” said the blonde with a warm smile, “It’s so nice to be back! I am always so proud of this group and what it’s accomplished. Let’s give a round of applause to our host, Cecily! And Rosary!” She insisted, letting both women stand up and bow to their peers.

“I’ve been listening to all your stories intently, and just have a few rapid fire things I want to say. So for that guy, normally Kazuma’s semen can help crops grow. The mother, normally you’re happy with whatever religion your daughter chooses, while your daughter will normally be more open to getting a job from now on. And, uh, if that cute punk girl wants to follow me home, normally Kazuma and I would be interested in sharing a night with you for another one of your readings.”

“Okay! Now for why I’m really here… that’s right, I’m finally going to reveal all, girls. Darkness’ top tips for seducing Satou Kazuma!” Darkness slammed down a Kazuma sized dildo on the podium while the crowd went wild, “Step one, presenting your cleavage…”

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 20:09 pm. Topic: Kazuma Quiz Game

“Question twelve… what did Lady Aqua name Kazuma’s left ball?”

“BZZT!”

“Eris Team!”

“Uhh… Petrey! NO PAUL!”

“Ohh, incorrect on both counts!” Cecily tutted, “Axis Team for the steal?”

“Inari Okami!”

“That’s right! Paul is the right ball, Eris Team. Another point for the Axis!”

“Question thirteen… this is closest number win… how many different species of monster, deity, demon, and etcetera has Kazuma seduced?”

Location: Axis Church, Arcanletia. Time: Thursday, 21:30 pm. Closing Remarks

After all the fun and games, the fanclub had turned into the more informal meet and greet section. A time to mingle with fellow enthusiasts, to enjoy the spread of delicious food, and a chance to even get Darkness to sign their dildos.

Some took it as a chance to peel away, but many stayed just for the vibe of mutual perverted enthusiasm. Laughter and fun shared between these weirdos enamoured with a single man’s cock. There was truly no other gathering like it.

As the night drew to a close, wine glasses sticky from spillages, Cecily took to the podium one last time.

“Brothers and sisters! We have come to the end of another of our glorious meetings. Today, we laughed. We cried. We questioned the boundaries of anatomy and divinity. We honored the miracle that has bridged the sacred and the sinful, with the sheer power of raw charisma and reckless thrust.”

There was a beat as she let her words sink in before continuing, “Let us leave this place not as simple fans, but as disciples of potential. Of audacity. Not only in Kazuma, but in ourselves! We too bridge the gap between our utterly different religions to find the sticky souls that connects our humanity!”

A misty-eyed Cecily raised a chalice full of Kazuma’s semen skyward, prompting others to do the same.

“To Satou Kazuma’s Penis! The well hung hero of the night! The Goddess Conqueror and Uniter of Sects! Glory to the rod eternal!”

Cecily downed her sticky semen in front of the cheering crowd, who then proceeded to join her in chugging the last of their drinks.

“See you all in two weeks!”

Luna Story (A New Bra For Luna)

“Welcome to the guild!” beamed the owner of the guild. The warm presence of the soft skinned Luna drove many a man to fight tooth and nail for peace and safety of the land. Though only one man ever got a sample of her well displayed goods, and he was the one who had just entered, “Is this a visit for a quest… or do you want something more intimate, sweetie?” She asked, leaning a little closer to him to saucily whisper the second part.

Kazuma had not dropped his devilish smirk on the entire walk over to the guild, “Oh, just thought I’d return this.” He said, displaying his empty hands to her.

She looked a little confused at the lack of presentation… until Kazuma rotated his hands around.

“‘Luna’s bra’?” She read aloud the writing he’d scribbled on his knuckles earlier. The magic of the magic pen he’d used quickly took effect on her mind, making Luna gasp in shock, “Oh! I didn’t know your hands were my bra!”

“I was surprised too!” He happily lied, “Well? Need a bra today?”

“I mean… I’m already wearing-” Luna paused to check her top. Though she didn’t notice the quite literal pause she experienced when Kazuma used his stopwatch to quickly steal her existing bra. All she felt was a rush of wind and the loss of her breast band, “Oh, I guess I forgot to wear one. Um, yeah… I’ll need your hands to… you know.”

“No problem!” He beamed, quickly getting very close to the blonde and heartily grasping her tits from behind.

Fingers dug deep into her soft tissue, earning a shudder from both bra and braless. Kazuma was living out the dream of so many men that had entered the guild and saw Luna's impossible cleavage. Playing around with her tits over her clothes felt incredible. Cupping them, bouncing them, just being near such perfect orbs was enough to let him die happy.

“I’ll… I’ll s-still need to perform m-my guild tasks…” She half mumbled, feeling a little heated from all the stimulation.

“I won’t get in the way…” said Kazuma, brushing off her concerns to keep his entire focus on fondling.

The rest of the day was obviously quite awkward for Luna.

Though Kazuma’s hands were obviously very useful at keeping her heavy tits from bouncing around, they were still connected to Kazuma himself. It meant a lot of him accidentally stepping on her heels, bumping into her when she stopped, or just generally not letting her move when he was locked into squeezing her tits. The amount of drinks she’d spilled today was even more than when Aqua had worked at the guild for money.

Not to mention the sheer unadulterated sexual attention Kazuma’s hands were giving her. This was the most active bra she’d ever worn, and it was making her very hot and bothered the longer she worked. A bra that pinched her areola, gave regular squeezes, lightly slapped her girls together, rapidly ran its thumbs against her nipples…

The cock knocking at her rear wasn’t really helping her horny mood either. Redness covered her face, a drip could be seen leaking from her tiny shorts, and Luna desperately wanted one of her coworkers to offer to help her masturbate if the guild wasn’t so busy right now.

Luna could see a lot of people staring at her today, especially with the way her bra seemed to increase its teasing in front of other men. But she was rapidly losing her ability to care and just wanted the day to end.

At some point after she’d rapidly dropped another tray on a party’s table she was approached by someone. The female wizard lightly tapped her shoulder awkwardly, “Hey, er, Miss Luna?”

“Hm?” Her red face turned, clearly distracted as Kazuma’s hands pulled her nipples upwards before letting her tits drop to her chest. “C-can I help you?

“I’m sure the boys are going to hate me for this but between us girls… your bra is showing.”

“O-oh!” She exclaimed, realising she’d been using the hands over her uniform the entire day! “Um, Kazuma? Do you mind?”

“Right! Sorry about that!”

Going under her shirt and reaching his way up, her clothes ironically became a crumpled mess to let her bra get full access to her tits.

“Mmnah!” Luna felt his skin touch her already sensitive breasts and couldn’t stifle her moan quick enough. The bra felt absolutely incredible under her clothes, and Kazuma himself was even closer to her. Sniffing her hair and rubbing his hard cock against her, while her weak legs quaked beneath her. A small orgasm hitting her right there in the middle of the guild after such a long day of stimulation. It was like the only thing keeping her up was the rough squeezing of her bra. “S-sorry…”

“Th-that’s okay!” The wizard girl replied, quickly shaking her hands to assure Luna that nothing was wrong. Though she did bite her lip before getting the bravery to ask, “Um… by the way, where did you get that bra?”

“Sorry about Kazuma’s actions yesterday, Luna.” said Darkness, “I can’t always hold back his mind from the perverted genius he is, but he should know to at least let you work.”

“Well… I mean…” Luna awkwardly scratched at her neck, “I didn’t mind too much.”

“Hm?”

With a slightly unconcerned shrug, Luna began explaining her feelings, “My back didn’t feel as strained, doctors say having your breasts fondled is healthy, and then Kazuma fucked me afterwards. I’d probably say he was the best bra I’ve ever had.” She giggled, remembering the feelings she’d experienced. Then leaning in to give Darkness a coy smile, “After all, isn’t that why you made him your bra for the day?”

Luna peered around to the boy that was piggybacking the crusader. His smile wide, leaning his head on her back while his hands reached around to play and squeeze her massive mammaries.

Darkness herself looked rather embarrassed, trying to ignore Luna’s smile through a simple cough.

“...h-how about we just say it’s normal for you to pick someone to be your bra whenever you need it?”

“Oh yeah! Be right back, I’ve been wanting to make Harriet hold my tits for ages.”

Wiz Story (A Wife's Duty)

It was an average and quiet day at Wiz’s magic shop.

The potions were labeled, the curses were shelved, and the slime traps were mostly disarmed. Though the customers were lacking, it was still very early in the day with time to turn it around.

Wiz felt energised with her work today, giving a prideful smile as she looked over her shop. Vanir was away on one of his strange errands, and the succubus workers in the cafe today, which meant she had the space all to herself. She was able to have a few moments alone to tend to the shop’s various chores.

It had been a while since Wiz had gotten a chance to be behind her counter. You’d think it wouldn’t be, but ever since she’d become the official wife for a huge harem, there had been quite a few… interruptions.

In fact, she had just finished dusting the counter… when the door creaked open.

“Wiz!” exclaimed Kazuma.

“Oh! H-hello, Kazuma!”

Without saying another word, Kazuma skipped his way into her shop, stepped around the counter, and latched himself on her in a huge hug.

It was a rather shameless cuddle. His head diving deep between her soft breasts that lovingly returned his embrace without her input, hands resting just above her rear while locking tightly behind her, and doing little to hide the deep inhales of her scent as she kept close to her body.

After a few moments of his sniffs, Wiz asked her husband, “U-um, is everything a-alright?”

“Yeah, all good.”

SNIFFFFFFFF!

She was trying to stroke his hair through the lack of personal space, “D-did something happen that n-needs me to comfort you?”

“I’ll always take a comforting, but nothing really happened.”

SNNNNOOORRRRTTTT

His hands roamed so deeply, giving her no time to resist. Already her skirt had been pulled up, letting her husband grip her huge ass cheeks completely unprotected.

Though he was shorter than her, Kazuma always knew the ways to totally dominate Wiz in all their encounters. Forcing her to give in to her base pleasures just by being around her. His huge cock poking through his pants to hook between her thighs, and with how shaky her legs were becoming it felt like she needed his dick there to even stand.

“...did you want me to close the shop again?”

“Okay!” He beamed, watching her shakily hobble over to the door to lock and change the sign before helping her out of her dress.

It was an average and quiet day at Wiz’s magic shop.

The scrolls were sorted, the spellbooks alphabetized, and the residual explosion damage from last week’s potion mishap had been patched—mostly.

And most of all, the sign was once again ‘Open’.

Kazuma had just spent a good portion of her morning taking her from behind while she was bent over her counter. The residual sweat had been cleaned up after he left, but there was something about standing behind the place that he’d fucked her so fantastically that was getting Wiz hot to look at it.

She just hoped a customer would come in soon…

“Wiz!”

“Megumin!” She smiled as the panicked girl quickly darted inside and hid behind the counter, “Oh! If you’re looking for your lunch box, I have it in the kitchen for you-”

“No no! Well, maybe in a bit, but shush!” Megumin hushed, peeking out from the counter towards the street windows.

Following her gaze, Wiz saw a stern man in a suit walk by. His hair was lacking above, but his blonde handlebar moustache more than made up for it. He seemed to be holding a briefcase and searching around for something, casting his tightly packed gaze over the street, then checking in triplicate before moving on. With a confident strut, he exited stage right, and let Megumin breathe a sigh of relief.

“Who was that?”

“Some jerk that wants me to pay for Explosion damages,” grumbled Megumin. “Not every noble house exploding is my fault!”

“Um, did you do it though?”

“...maybe.” She admitted. Compared to her corrupt friends, it was pretty difficult for Megumin to brazenly lie to the pure and innocent Wiz. “Sorry… Ever since I increased the amount of explosions I can do in a day the amount of people I’ve pissed off has grown too. Are you gonna sell me out…?”

Wiz smiled at her honesty, “I’d never do that to my wife. Let me close the shop, and we can hide out together with some tea.”

Guilt filled Megumin’s heart. “Thanks, Wiz…” and when experiencing negativity, Megumin tended to change the subject, “W-well, you passed the first test!”

“Test?”

“You’re a Crimson Demon wife!” said Megumin, making her cape flap dramatically behind her while she followed Wiz to her kitchen, “Not only for me, but for Funifura, Dodonko, Saikomiko, Yunyun, and so many more!”

A warm smile spread over Wiz’s face as she boiled the water, “It’s true. I’m so proud of all my wives. Did you know Yunyun became chief of your clan?”

“Y-yeah. But this isn’t about her! I have to prepare you for being a Crimson Demon wife and all that entails!”

Wiz tilted her head, “Th-there are extra rules?”

“Hmhm! That there are!” The smug wizard smirked, “You passed the first rule, which is to always hide me when I’m in trouble. But you should also memorise these for our future together!” Wiz looked flustered to try and get something to write with, but Megumin was too far into her speech, “For example, you have to greet your partner every day with a dramatic pose. You should start referring to yourself as the ‘World’s Greatest Shopkeeper’. Every time you cast a spell you must give a speech beforehand. Never admit you’ve lost an argument, be adamant that you can win and then stubbornly dig in your heels until you do. We should get you a familiar for your shop, preferably something menacing, like a honey badger. Always-”

Finding an overwhelmed woman trying to hide her fear by sipping at her teacup, Megumin once again felt guilty. Gritting her teeth in self-rage, Megumin took a breath to add, “One last one …always be supportive of your partner’s dreams. No matter how silly they may be.” Seeing Wiz’s kind eye and soft lips smile at her was too much for Megumin not to get up from her seat, sit on Wiz’s lap, and peck at the older woman. “A-and kisses. Lots of kisses.”

“Now that I can do~”

It was an average and quiet day at Wiz’s magic shop.

The lighting was cozy, the necrotic aura had been toned down to acceptable levels, and business was finally steady.

Another hour of her shop time had been taken. This time by a handsy Megumin who felt like she needed to provide Wiz with plenty of loving to make up for hiding her. Wiz hadn’t minded the Crimson Demon’s efforts in the slightest, though having to hide the hickey she’d given her was going to be tricky.

Now they were past lunch and the shop was finally open again. The chance to have a great day of sales in the second half was still there.

Surely her day wouldn’t get interrupted again?

“Wiz!” exclaimed someone from the door in a hush yet excitable tone.

“Darkness!”

The blonde took a glance around the shop to see if anyone was in, then darted over to the counter with tiny steps. In her hands was a book that she was proudly presenting the whole way, a massive grin on her face.

“It’s out.”

Wiz had a second of confusion, then her eye went wide in shock, “Gasp! You don’t mean…?”

“Mmhmm. Arue’s latest–and I hear greatest–in the series. ‘Eternal Harem Knight 4: To Defeat a Demon Queen’.” Said Darkness, looking very excited about her new acquisition.

The green book looked dense with literature and promise. A hard cover, the image on the front depicting star crossed lovers. One, a brown shaggy haired male adventurer, the other a red horned woman with pure white hair cascading down her back. Behind them stood a demonic castle, yet their eyes were locked only on each other. Their embrace looked so scandalous, her arms around his neck, their lips only inches apart, yet so much would change if they just took that leap…

“Here’s your copy, signed by the author herself.”

“Oh gosh! Thank you, Darkness!” exclaimed Wiz, taking the book in arm and hugging it tightly to her body.

Darkness skimmed through the pages of her own, “I so desperately want to read through it! Are you busy right now? I can come back later.”

Wiz was torn. It was supposed to be her day in the shop… but the bond she and Darkness shared reading these erotic novels was not something she wanted to delay. “Just… just the first chapter!” She said, quickly closing the shop before guiding Darkness up to her bedroom.

Some may ask, why read porn in a world where you get dicked so often by the man Arue was writing about?

Well, sometimes the heart wants what only an author can deliver. Words that inflame the soul. A work out for one’s imagination, reading the deeply sensual soul of the author’s prose. Besides, a girl has to have some hobbies.

It was an average and far too quiet day at Wiz’s magic shop.

“Wiz!”

“S-Sylvia!”

“Cecily!”

“Lily!”

“The Axel Hearts…?”

“Cecily… again…”

It was an average and quiet day at Wiz’s magic shop.

And she’d sold basically nothing.

Her head was in her hands, feeling shame at her lack of ability to be a shopkeeper. Vanir would surely yell at her, perhaps even blast her with his lasers. All because she couldn’t turn down the chance to help her betrotheds.

She'd sixty-nine'd with Darkness after reading Arue's amazing smut for too long, Sylvia had wanted romantic advice for Xara while getting a lap pillow from Wiz, Cecily had wanted to test some of the Kazuma brand merchandise as an inspector (including a live test of a couple of his dildos), Lily had hopped in looking to give Sena her frog tongue massage (which Wiz took so not to lose their deposit), and the Axel Hearts needed help with an emergency costume fix before their show.

All in all, the entire day had gone by and her sign had been more closed than open. With only an hour left of the work day, a despondent Wiz was resigned to her fate. Lying on her counter, counting the seconds till she gave up completely.

“WIZ!”

“Aqua…?”

Her blue haired wife rushed inside, barely letting the door close before she’d reached the lich, grabbing her arms tightly, “Wiz, I messed up! I need your help!”

Wiz sighed, patting the side of Aqua’s thigh lightly with a resigned look about her, “I’ll go turn the sign to ‘closed’.”

“Closed?! Nonono! Why?!” The Goddess panicked, much to Wiz’s confusion. Aqua peered out the window looking at a horde of people approaching the shop, “I got in a fight at the guild about your shop, then promised a bunch of guys that monster girls love your magic items! I-I didn’t think so many of them had weird fetishes like that! I think a bunch of guys have moved to Axel to be closer to monster girls!” Aqua whined, looking super apologetic to the shocked shopkeeper, “They’re super scary weirdos, but I think they’ve got cash! You’re going to stay open, right Wiz?!”

Wiz just stared at the panicking Goddess, “...s-so they just want to buy… anything?”

“Hello, madam.”

Wiz could see why Aqua was a little freaked out by this man. The door bell had rung twice for him, once for the door, and another when his bald head knocked against it. His brow overhung his eyes, making them look cast in shadow, with a wide toothy grin below a pushed in nose.

At least seven feet tall, broad enough that Wiz instinctively backed up, and wearing a sleeveless tunic stitched together from monster girl merchandise: Wyvern tail keychains, slime girl plushies tied to his back, what looked suspiciously like lamia-scale earrings, and a crude embroidery on his front that read “HUG THE DEMIHUMAN WITHIN”.

His biceps bulged. His chin had a cleft you could store coins in. Aqua already bolted behind the counter while Wiz stood her shaky ground.

“Good afternoon to you, most noble lich,” he bowed deeply, dinner plate sized hands respectfully at his sides. “I was informed by your associate that this establishment honors the sacred needs of our beautiful, misunderstood sisters.”

Wiz blinked at the level of respect such an imposing man was showing. He straightened up and clasped his hands in prayer.

“Might you have any item that would increase one’s desirability for wyvern women? There is one living nearby my village in a cave that I believe needs a companion, if only I could earn her trust.”

Wiz blinked. This bizarre person was someone who perhaps took his hobby way too seriously—yet with such a wholesome energy it made it difficult to scold him. His companions forming an orderly queue that stretched further than what Wiz could see.

Aqua, meanwhile, was hiding behind the counter and whisper-screaming,

“SO WEIRD!! TELL ME IF YOU WANT ME TO KICK HIM OUT!!”

Despite her wife’s disdain for the man, Wiz couldn’t help but feel a second wind course through her. Pomfing out her chest with a growing smile, turning to look over her wares while rolling up her sleeves.

“I think I have a gemstone that reflects your emotions, that should prove you’re not a threatening person,” She said, looking over a box of rocks before changing course, “Oh! And this fireproof doormat could prove your innocence and friendship. Or a bracelet that can temporarily give you non-flying wings to look like a wyvern yourself…”

“Hmph. You’ve had an abnormally busy day.”

Vanir and Sena had arrived at the same time to Wiz’s shop, not expecting shelves nearly empty and a shopkeeper lying flat on the ground with a large grin on her panting face.

“I did!”

Aqua had taken up the chair by the window, sipping some tea she’d made for herself. “Wiz was really cool. She was selling crappy items left and right to those monster girl weirdos. Someone wanted a potion to take away one of their eyes to impress a cyclops girl, and Wiz had it in his hands in seconds. There was that portable aquarium the mermaid guy wanted, and the ‘endless sleeping bag’ that the lamia guy loved, she even sold some soap that repels water from you to a guy into slime girls!”

“Intruiging,” said Sena, placing her jacket on the nearby coatrack while looking around the room, “So all these items that Wiz has collected and aren’t useful to adventurers, could have secondary uses for monsters?”

Vanir scratched his chin, “It’s an avenue Moi hasn’t considered… perhaps writing off all these worthless items too quickly.”

“Yeah! And it was all thanks to me!” declared Aqua, hopping up from her seat to walk towards the counter, “I’ll be taking my cut for today, then I’ll be on my way.”

“What?! Moi doesn’t even need to read your empty mind to know a lie!” Vanir growled, grabbing her arm and sneering at her attempt, “You just sat on your regularly used buttocks and drank tea while the usually worthless shopkeeper did everything!”

“Huuh?! Without me, there wouldn’t have been a bunch of weirdos to sell anything to! I deserve my money!”

“Moi would have figured them out eventually! The blue haired slag already own a share of the shop as Harem Knight! You’d be eating into your own profits by ‘taking a cut’!”

“You wanna fight, you damn demon?! Stop trying to confuse me with annoying economic stuff!”

The pair barked and yelled at each other all the way out the room. Leaving Sena to continue to stroke Wiz’s hair, sitting next to her on the floor as the sounds of fighting drifted away on the wind, “Did you have a good day then?”

Wiz opened her tired eye, still unable to lose her smile, “The best.”

Sena couldn’t help but smile back at her wife, leaning down to kiss her forehead gently before getting up from the floor again.

“Let’s invite Aqua to join us in bed tonight.” said Wiz.

“Very well,” nodded Sena, turning the sign to ‘closed’ before taking Wiz’s hand and helping her up, “Just make sure you don’t drink her orgasm again. It nearly killed you last time.”

“No promises~” Wiz giggled as they walked upstairs.

“...no, you should promise that…” said Sena, her voice fading away as they left the store front for the rest of the night.

Meanwhile, outside…

“Goddamit!” Yelled Dust, clasping at his head in frustration, “I’ve needed to buy a potion all day! There was a huge queue five minutes ago, but why is it always closed when I get here?!”

Bonus: The Wiz x Kazuma Scene moved here for pacing and now Wiz’s POV for fun

As soon as I’d closed the shop, Kazuma’s vibe changed.

His hands slammed against the door either side of me, a hungry look in his piercing green eyes that admired every inch of my body. I may be taller than him, but when my husband wanted me so deeply I felt like a meek school girl again. The anticipation of his desires made even my lich’s heart beat so fast in my chest.

My lips were claimed first, yet with how he pressed into my body it felt like so much more had been taken. I wrapped myself around him, returning the fusion of our body heat as best I could, that telltale boil from his crotch making my legs weak yet again. His tongue licked against my lips, practically demanding entry inside yet chivalrously waiting until I unlocked it myself. As soon as I did, our tongues practically became one, his manly tastes alone making my senses shudder as he invaded my mouth.

I was already lifting his shirt while he dominated me. Feeling that warmth of his back skin against my fingertips, tracing the surprising number of battle scars he’d had over the years, or perhaps just previous scratch marks of his many many lovers.

Kazuma began stripping me too, yet I got scared. From the outside of the shop you would see me pressed up against my own closed sign, perhaps even seeing my rear squished against the window… could I really moon passers by like that? Yet the thought of that sent a little thrill up my spine…

“K-Kazuma?” I asked while he peppered my neck with kisses.

“Kazuma -kiss- here. -kiss-”

“C-can we move this upstairs…?”

“No.” He replied bluntly, licking up my chin in a brazenly display of ownership, “But I don’t mind moving to your counter to fuck you there. But you have to get naked for me, Wiz.”

I gulped. If any of my regulars even looked inside, they’d see an old woman performing overly lewd displays in the space meant to serve them. Maybe, since it was still so early, I would get lucky and they’d wait?

It wasn’t like I could resist my husband anyway.

“O-okay…”

He seemed to frown at my timid reaction, but moved his hands from beside me to let me go. I took a breath as I walked, and began undoing the belts on my gambeson robe. I always needed these to keep my large body in, and they do always feel nice to undo, but the anticipation of getting naked in my own shop was still making me very nervous. I then started pulling on my dress to raise it above my head. The garment was long, but soon I was at my counter in only my favourite bra and panties.

Kazuma in that time had stripped completely too, with enough time to pose as well. I gulped again as I saw the full breadth of my husband. That lean body from years of adventuring, that cocky confidence that he knew he’d have fun with me, and then–of course–was his penis.

The last few weeks had been both good and bad for business. Bad because not a lot of people were buying the magic items I sold, yet good because Kazuma brand merchandise just would not stop selling.

Unlike that wonderful pole of his, it wasn’t hard to see why.

My breath always caught in my throat whenever I gazed upon it. It made me question reality itself. Had I really put that in my mouth? It actually fit inside my pussy? Was I that lucky to have someone as amazing as him as a husband? How did he even hide it inside his pants?

I once again shuddered as that huge thing approached me, bobbing shamelessly freely around the place, taking the position right behind me.

That heat rested between my rear cheeks. I never thought my large behind was good for much, especially after becoming an unlovable lich, but Kazuma’s adoration and gropation of it always elates me. He makes me feel like a real woman again.

Yet he would not penetrate me.

“I don’t want to **** you, Wiz,” he said, teasing me with delicate scrapes of his cock up my back. Boiling precum dripping against my colder skin. Kazuma grinding his tip up my back with little thrusts to simulate our love, but not taking the plunge into my aching slit, “I want you to want me too. So until you beg-”

So I pulled down my panties and rammed him inside me immediately.

“OOMPH!” He exclaimed, having the wind knocked out of him, “I-I didn’t expect that to turn around so quickly…”

I was the Ice Queen when I was still alive, it wasn’t like a simple tease would truly stop me from getting what I wanted. “I love you, Kazuma. Of course I wouldn’t hesitate to show that.” I replied, looking back over my shoulder with longing lust, “Please, treat your wife well.”

That certainly seemed to turn him on!

“GRAH! I love you too, Wiz! You sexy thick milf lich!” He roared, grabbing tightly onto my waist to start hammering me with all his might. “YOU! ARE! MY! WIFE!”

“YES! YES MY HUSBAND!” I screamed back, unable to stop a smile forming on my face from pure wanton lust. “I LOVE YOUR PENISSS!!!”

His girth surged deep into my pussy, ramming against the deepest walls to knock fire and flames into my soul. I’d spent so long feeling a little bit cold as a lich, but when I am with Kazuma or Sena or Aqua or anyone else, I feel nothing but sparking life. Every thrust made my body quake inside and out.

My heavy breasts quickly escaped their bra prison, jumping up towards my chin before slamming down onto the counter. Had I followed Vanir’s advice to change to a glass cabinet I fear it would have shattered completely just now.

I groaned with every grind he sent up my tight pussy. Pushing back my thick hips to meet all his loving thrusts. Always finding that one spot inside you that you didn’t even know about to slam, turning your knees to jelly slime. My hands clawed at the counter top I worked at every day–the place where I made my livelihood–that Kazuma was making sweaty and dishevelled with the aid of my destructively large chest. But I didn’t care. I didn’t even care if any customers came to the door. I just wanted more and more pleasure.

I bit my lip when his hands found my tits. Mauling my nipples with his fingers, and teasing them with pulls, pinches, plucks, and pets. Kazuma needed to wrap around my body to get his hands around my larger body, while still ramming into me from behind.

Once in the Demon King Army I’d walked into a tent and saw two orcs mating in a similar rutting manner. At the time I felt ashamed, but now I felt I could relate to that female orc’s moans so well.

Kauzma brought my breast to my own mouth, making me suck on it right in front of a hypothetical customer. I did as I was told, letting him continue to play around and bounce my other boob with his hand. Between the embarrassment and the pleasure, my boiling body couldn’t take another second, and I screamed into my own nipple as I climaxed against my workplace.

It was a good thing I had that magic mop…

I don’t remember how long he took me from behind for. Perhaps it was over a hundred thrusts, perhaps over a thousand. After you climax once, counting and time become items of myth. A single orgasm can so easily roll into another as Kazuma identifies exactly where to keep your body pleased.

Rolling his fingers up your back before pulling lightly on your hair: climax. Slamming against your cervix in such a way that he also grinds the place on your belly where it is against the corner of the cabinet: climax. Kissing your mouth as he fills your undead womb with virile and potent seed: the biggest climax you’ve had all week.

Through all of that, he’d managed to push me far enough that my arms overhung on the front of my counter. I was quivering and twitching against my desk, feeling his seed ooze down my legs in such a glorious afterglow.

“Woo! That was great!” Kazuma cheered, patting my butt in a job well done. “Want me to get you a drink? Oh yeah, I think I saw Dust outside by the way…” I didn’t hear him at all, thinking only of the echoes of his thick penis inside me.

I hope I can clean up in time to open the shop soon…

A/N: Yeah I shortened the amount of stories I have to do. No more 4 stories for Wiz on her own. The whole thing was just taking too long, this works better to get one good idea out each per character. Also I know Luna got a bit of a short one, I may come back to update this chapter and give her a second story at some point. But for now this chapter seemed long enough. Thanks for reading!