Exploration

I had decided to test out some of the Body Modification spells on my new cow and now she sported cute little horns and hooves instead of feet like her daughters would. By the time I was done she had recovered enough from the paralytics to start crying and begging in earnest, this was going to get old. I slipped a claw laced with hypnotic agents into one of the wounds in her side, should probably heal those up afterwards... and she lapsed into a silent trance. Much better. I instilled in her a love of breasts, the bigger the better, and a need to be milked. Gave her memories of a secret desire to be turned into a brood cow. Oh and took away her ability to talk, now she could only Moo. Quietly.

By the time I was finished and walking back to my throne my daughters had made their reappearance. All three were now wearing sets of black leather armor that looked quite a lot like Dominatrix outfits. They hung somewhat loose on them, but should fit like a glove when they reached full growth like they were tailor made for them. I didn't remember seeing those when I looked through the armory but it had formed in response to their inception so might have made gear for them along with the katanas for their mother, or it might be making new gear as required which would be fantastic. Argent was holding a bow with a hip quiver on her right balanced with a rapier on the left. Glory had a huge glaive in one hand balanced over her shoulder and Electra only had a black leather whip coiled on her belt. The three started drinking from the Dwarf's teats causing quiet Moos of delight. The daughter not currently engaged with a nipple caressed and teased the little heifer, further reinforcing her delight in being milked. Good girls.

The sight was more than a little erotic and had my shaft turgid in response so I had my guardian Emination down on her knees and buried my dick in her throat to relieve my lust. The synthetic flesh of her throat fit me just as well as her cunt squeezing rhythmically as she mechanically thrust forward hilting me then drawing back to just the tip to thrust forward again. Just because I didn't want to get her pregnant again until I had solved her leveling problem didn't mean I wasn't going to enjoy my Angelic sextoy in the meanwhile.

I hadn't yet blown a load down her gullet when our daughters sauntered over with their own bellies cutely distended with loads of milk. They cheered her on while watching raptly as my monster dick swelled her throat. Having an audience that obviously wished it was their mouths being reamed took me over the top and pulling out I painted her emotionless face. I'd have prefured to blow a load down her throat, but seeing as she didn't have a stomach I didn't want to find out how that would have turned out.

I had the girls lick their mother's face clean before her helmet clanged shut and she stood back at attention.

"So what's next on the agenda dad?" Glory asked, licking her lips in anticipation "Going to fill our twats with yer seed next?"

"Not until you've reached your full growth girls." I replied "Next is the three of you scout the surroundings as a team."

The imps didn't do well beyond the outer wall of the fortress. They could do simple fetching of downed game or collecting grass for the cows, but anything more complex like harvesting a tree and they'd soon forget what they were doing and wander back inside. This definitely meant no scouting for them.

"Don't go too far or get too close to anything, just see what you can from the air. What's visible past the closest mountain peaks, how far does the forest extend. Be especially mindful of roads or any other signs of civilization and on your way back try to take down some bigger game like deer. And above all try to stay out of sight of any people."

"You got it dad." Electra enthused "They won't see us coming!" Argent then led them off after a quick salute, and Glory followed rolling her eyes at her sibling.

So what to do while I waited on the scouting? Looking through the rest of the library seemed as good an idea as any. Another bookshelf, smaller than the dark, held books on light magic. Meh. A section on engineering and architecture could be useful but damned dry reading. The last bookshelf held collections of fiction. Books of poetry, some quite good others pure drivel. Books of fairy tails that you'd think would belong more with the histories in a world like this but I guess superstition is universal. A lot of it was erotic in nature, which wasn't much of a surprise. Tales of slimes turning the tables on unsuspecting scientists, giant wolves breeding whole villages of peasants, and monstrous machines bent on turning the countryside into broodmares. I picked a volume that detailed the adventures of one such machine that sounded like a mobile fortress full of conversion gear snatching up anyone it came across with metallic tentacles and leaving pregnant bimbos in its wake, and settled back on my throne to read and wait.

Eventually my daughters returned. Argent had a couple of arrow riddled deer in tow, Electra had a deer that looked like it had already been cooked a bit, and Glory was dragging the headless corpse of a fucking bear. I wondered if the excursion was enough to settle classes on the girls and gave them a once over with God's Eye as they brought the meat to our makeshift kitchen. Yes, Argent was now a lvl 1 Archer, Electra was a lvl 1 Sorceress, and Glory was already a lvl 3 barbarian. Lot of xp in a bear that size I guess. I knew the Demonic anti heroes of the Demon Kings court had classes so I was glad to see that my daughters had the same capacity. The dark forces were supposed to be limited in growth but perhaps between my own light soul and the Angelic core of their mother our daughters would be different. Time would tell.

I used the sewn in ribbon to mark my place in the book (what, you think I'd dogear it? What kind of monster do you think I am!?) and awaited a report.

Soon my girls were back and Argent gave another crisp salute while the other two shared a look behind her. "Father we've done as you tasked. The mountains beyond North and West are higher still and featureless but to the East they grow short and there are signs of trails." At a cough from behind "Electra thinks there is sign of Giants to the North, but I saw nothing." Hmmm, a giant would make for an excellent broodmare if their women were any good looking. "The trails eastward might indicate more Dwarves but we saw no mine entrances or other structures from a distance. To the south the forest is thick and unbroken by roads but there is a rather broad river flowing West to East with the forest growth beyond its banks much smaller than on this side. And in the distance we saw smoke rising as if from a small village." So possible river traffic and a village that might be close enough to be within range of my curse. Good. "On our way back we encountered a herd of deer and Electra and I engaged, Glory was side tracked by something she spotted though."

"Yeah I was!" Glory shouted. "Did you see the size of that thing? It was raiding a bee hive and had no clue I was there until I took it's head off in one swing!" She brandished her bloody glaive in triumph.

"It was risky and stupid!" Argent rounded on her "You could have been killed! What if you missed? Or only wounded it while landing next to an enraged bear with no back up?!"

"Girls!" I shouted to get their attention back on me and stop the fighting "Girls, it worked out this time but in the future" I gave Glory a look "When I send you out together stick together. Understood?"

"Yes father." They replied in unison, Glory looking unrepentant.

"Now you two" I pointed to Argent and Electra "go help the cook prepare me a couple of big slabs of bear ribs, and you" I pointed at Glory "go chop down a couple of trees to get it out of your system." She looked dubiously at her glaive "Get an axe from the armory, obviously that's meant for combat not woodcutting." The girls left on their errands.

I'd have to see how the maids were at carpentry, or maybe I'd just spawn some more Eminations with construction skills. For now I went back to my book, the wandering fortress had just pulled up to a small town and half its guards had already been grabbed by tentacles. This should be good.