Ideas And Preparations

John took a moment to rationalise everything. He realised that he must have been past out for way longer than a few minutes. He was just glad to see Ophilia and Lailia were unhurt just exhausted if anything. He was unaware Ophilia was lulled to sleep.

John had learned only a few minor necromancer spells from his hero mother as she was very hesitant. He had a plan but wasn’t sure how it would best play out. He grabbed some leaves that were nearby as well as some sticks and used a minor spell to create a crappy little book. Using one of the few necromancy spells Tomb of Forgotten Knowledge it allowed him to create a book that held all of King Odle’s knowledge. John skimmed through quickly learning what kind of man Odle was. How many poor choices he had made. The book held lots of useless info as well but it also held lots of knowledge about Odle’s wife Idril. Idril appeared to be a wonderful lady and wife someone John really wouldn’t mind meeting.

John then used a weird necromancy spell that wasn’t often used. It was called Graveyard of Comrades it allowed the user to store up to two bodies in somewhat of a pocket dimension. It was only used in the past to transport bodies of friends if they died in a dungeon. Using this ability John stored the head of king Odle. This left behind any and all personal belongings which is part of the reason it was a fading ability. John now looked at the crown which was left behind with the head being stored. Reaching towards the crown he felt a strong spirit **** emitting from it. He could feel an unrestful soul trapped in the glimmering gems of the crown.

John needed a vessel for the spirit before he could wear the crown. He didn’t wanna risk a spirit possession especially when it could be a mad spirit. “Siris or Syr do either of you happen to have any small vessels a soul could fit into. It could be anything a frog, a gem, or even a jar.” Syr and Siris looked at each other then back to John and shook their heads. Then it appeared as though Siris had an idea. “Milord it is none of the items you requested but I do have this.” Siris then held out a small cloth princess doll she had received from one of the children from the kingdom.

John thought about it and realised it was perfect. John didn’t have the necromancy ability to transfer souls but he knew from the little training he had in that field that if he transferred the gem the soul was inhabiting into another item the soul would swap hosts. John grabbed the cloth doll and made an incision on the back and pressed the stone into the hole. The doll stiffened up but didn’t move the soul had no power in that body.

John held the doll back out to Siris. “I believe your father’s soul is now in that doll do with it as you please.”

Siris gained a sadistic smile. Siris graciously accepted the doll assuming this to be her first test as a servant to her king. She would have to properly educate the ex-king’s soul for she believed this is what John gave her the doll for. She knew she needn’t wait long for the soul to completely bind to the doll. It didn’t matter to her it was her father’s soul he was the image of evil now.

John then brushed some dirt off himself and looked towards Syr. It was going to take some getting used to having her on his side. He was still slightly spooked knowing how Syr was in the previous timeline “Well if I’m the king I would love to see my kingdom. Would you guide me there my darling?” John then set the crown on his head.

Syr blushed a crimson red and she grabbed her face. She immediately thought to herself “Did my king just call me darling? Are we on that level already I’m so happy I love, love, love him!” Her inside was crying out while her outside kept a calm and strong demeanour. “I guess I could show my incompetent king to his kingdom. How can you be so dumb to not know where your own kingdom is?”

John wasn’t sure how he should take her response but decided to ignore her for now. Syr picked John up swiftly and unexpectedly she dashed with him in her arms directly to the kingdom’s centre. Now that there was no resistance it was easy to enter the city. John was surprised how easy and swift it was. Syr was appearing to struggle after they arrived in the city the weight of John finally reaching her. She gently set him onto his feet her face growing flush when she remembered he was nude and she came eye to eye with his erect cock.

Meanwhile Siris continued to poke at the doll inputting some pins into the arms and legs. Something told her her father’s soul could feel the pain. This was for the elves he sold off she determined to herself. She hoped someday her, Syr, John and Idril could all live happily. She then stabbed another pin into the doll this time the head. Siris could feel her father’s soul screaming out.

John looked around the kingdom noticing the bodies of different men around. These were the ones slain earlier by the elven army. Suddenly a small rock hit John on the head. It was more of a pebble but upon viewing where it came from there was a small male child. “Where’s my mommy give her back! My daddy too!” John empathised with the child to a point. But throwing rocks at people wouldn’t do.

The child backed away as John slowly approached. Syr was right behind him however and grabbed him. John touched the child’s face and used the magic he had taught Lailia. He wasn’t nearly as proficient and skilled as Lailia in transmutations thus transforming small things was all he was good at. The child’s face became girly as John turned the little boy to a little girl. Children were very easy to morph as they were undeveloped and John could never have any feelings for them.

Once the transformation was complete the kid blinked. The child smiled and asked “Daddy what are you doing here? I wanna find mommy so she can train me to be a strong soldier like her so I can protect my dad.” The child gave a small hug and ran off waving and smiling.

Syr was happy to see John treat the children of the kingdom so kindly. He really was the true king. Her loyalty completely making her overlook that he had transformed the child. Syr grabbed John by the hand and pulled him towards the castle. “You wanted to see your throne right milord come here come here.” She was like a giddy student finally going to the magic class they always wanted. John in his few encounters with her in the previous timeline never saw her like this. But John supposed that’s the difference of having a kingdom and watching it burn in front of you.

Syr led John past the guard less entrance to the throne room. John was amazed the throne room was expansive and gorgeous. He admired the gold accents all around the room. He admired the beautiful throne that was to be his just a little further down in the room. Then John’s eyes fell on the exquisite beauty who had released his hand. Syr did a small twirl to turn around to him and John admired how her hair sparkled in the bedazzled room. Her eyes glimmered as John stared at her. This was the first time John felt like this. He had nearly no resentments towards this girl more fears than anything but this timeline and the other are two different things. But John would hold himself back for now.

Syr who had noticed John’s staring prompting her to blush and wipe her hair from her face. She was enjoyed his attention but knew they had to finish their tour. She herself was eager to possibly bear the king’s child as it would be the ultimate form of loyalty.

John had other plans in his mind. With a kingdom at his disposal it allowed him much more sway in this world’s economy and politics. John knew it would be hard to hide away being a hero and a king but he was determined to raise his strength and influence. He really needed someone as an advisor and right hand to play a puppet ruler. If only Idril was available. John was unsure if she was killed unaware Syr and Siris had her locked away only 50 feet away from where he stood now.

John admired the throne and looked and the headless body of the former king still adorned with jewels and rings. He needed this to complete the set for his later project. John again used Graveyard of Comrades and stored away the dead carcass but not before placing the rings from Odle’s fingers into a coin pouch satcheled to his side. A fresh corpse was always the best experimental material his mother taught him. Maybe it was because he was a little too curious when he was younger that his mother stopped teaching him. Thinking of his own mother made him think about Idril again.

It seemed as though Syr had read his mind as she said “Would you like to meet my mother? She is still surely poisoned and asleep but I would like you to explain what’s going on to her. I doubt she knew you were the rightful king this whole time.”

John agreed to meet Idril of course because this was part of his plan. Syr had walked John to the door of the master bedroom and she handed him a bottle of the antidote. Syr with an embarrassed look on her face told John he would have to apply it with a kiss. John was a little confused but took the bottle and entered the room. Syr closed the door behind him.

John looked at the sleeping beauty. If he had thought Syr was gorgeous than Idril must be a goddess. She shared very similar traits to Syr with long blonde hair and one of the same emerald green eyes; her other eyes however was a beautiful purple. John was taking his time inspecting her unmoving body. While Syr’s breasts were large Idril’s were huge. John could see the muscular detail in her arms as well. She was clearly a strong warrior. He questioned how the king managed to marry her.

John knew that if he wanted to be able to control the kingdom from the shadows he needed her on his side. Luckily in her weakened and poisoned state her mind should be like an open book to his high level manipulation magic. John had a couple minor mana potions he had concocted before his fight with Ophilio. Mana potions were a thing of the past but John knew how useful they were. He drank every single one he had hoping it would be enough to use his magic properly. He felt his nana reserves returning to him he was ready.

John used ever manipulation technique he had learned and combined them. He could only do this if the person was incapacitated so he hadn’t really used them combined before. Tapping into her mind he began moving things around such as removing her concern for her daughter’s betrayal. He then decided to do something for himself. He went through one by one and changed every loving memory with her previous husband to instead picture John. John worked his magic and felt Idril’s mind giving way. Odle vanishing one memory at a time John filling in the blanks. Idril’s mind couldn’t fight the magic John had perfected. John while he was at it filled himself into roles such as her father and every previous lover.

Meanwhile to Idril each memory change became the truth. John was her everything. He raised her, he saved her several times throughout different battles, he was the mysterious man that taught her how to fight there wasn’t one thing John didn’t do for her other than give birth to her. That’s why she gave birth to two children for him with a man she didn’t love.

But then she started to think how could she accept a man she didn’t know as king? Who was this Odle person her mind thought of. John was the king had the Odle person made her forget that? How did she just simply accept this Odle person as king. Her mind started to feel sick. She had let Odle a man she has no memory of impregnate her twice even if it was for John she wanted it to be John. Her brain started to seize up at the shock.

John went into panic mode. The last thing John saw before he was kicked out of her head was her brain repeating the words “John and Child”. He had been in her head doing too many changes as she suddenly started having a seizure. John didn’t know what to do he knew Lailia was still passed out on the battlefield a great distance away. He didn’t have a proper healer near him he had to do something. He chose to do the one thing he knew how to do. He poured a greater healing potion into his mouth as well as the poison antidote they were both in small viles so they took up little space. He then pressed his lips to the seizing Idril and began forcing it down her throat at the same time sending calming thoughts into her brain as well as the thought to live.

Idril’s body calmed shortly there after and John had gotten both potions down her throat. He went to separate himself from her lips but found himself unable to. John realized he felt two strong yet feminine hands on the back of his head. Idril was awake John began to panic as he saw a hunger in her eyes. Her tongue protruded into John’s mouth as she flipped John onto his back on the bed. She was on top of John and John heard a tearing sound. She was tearing her gown easily making her pussy available to John’s stiffly erect penis. She was like a pro and plugged her pussy with his dick. John felt his cock get engulfed in a mix of heat and wetness. Idril was soaked.

John brought his hand up and touched Idril’s head and looked into her thoughts. The only thing on her mind was having a baby with the man she truly loved and straight having sex. She broke the kiss but didn’t say anything a perverted and very lewd look on her face as she grabbed John’s hand which was on her head and brought it to her mouth to sensually lick. John never imagined being dominated by someone especially not after vowing to always be in command in the new timeline. However he found no ill will in Idril’s head towards him and thus allowed this to happen. Much like when he allowed Lailia to take command the first time he had sex with her though that was a planned event.

John felt Idril grab something from his side satchel with her other hand that wasn’t holding his. When that hand came into view he saw she had pulled out one of the rings John had taken off from Odle’s corpse. She placed it immediately on John’s ring finger which she had been licking. She then held his hand showing off her matching ring. They were the wedding rings. She had a lewd smile on her face as she bounced up and down on John’s cock. John realized this MILFY elf had become a complete nympho for him. He guessed being just about the only male in someone’s mind would do that to someone.

John climaxed several times but thanks to his training and experience his dick could take a lot more. John noticed Idril’s pelvic region glowing and realized that she must have been using magic to increase her ovulation and fertilization chances. Idril still hadn’t spoken a word even while John continuously filled her with baby batter. John realized he had been quiet as well. John let her continue to attempt to impregnate herself on his cock for another hour before he started to finally get exhausted. No words were spoken just the sounds of sex and lust echoed.

Unknown to John Syr had worried for his safety and had the door cracked and had been watching the whole time. Before meeting John she never knew anyone worthy of her let alone a human worthy of living. But she couldn’t help herself but love John and as she watched her mother impale herself on his rock hard member. Syr found herself envisioning and wishing to be in her mother’s position though she would rather John be on top. She had been pleasuring herself for a while now enjoying the show. She hoped one day he would take her, Siris and Idril together at once.

John finally spoke up and just said one word. “STOP!” Which prompted Idril’s immediate compliance. John pushed her off from himself laying her next to him. He would have to talk to her later but he knew his queen would comply to all his wishes.

John sat in the pure ecstasy of after sex relief just thinking. John would have this kingdom be his hideout and place where his harem could rest. John envisioned someday having every elf warrior pregnant with his child. But before he could settle down and make that dream a reality he would have to take down the other heroes. Unfortunately that would include taking his parents down as well since they were previously heroes. It pained him but there was no avoiding it. Though their hero abilities would be useful to gain. Especially his mother’s hero skill Stitched Monstrosity (the ability to create new living and breathing beings using body parts and carcasses though it requires acquiring a soul.).

Idril turned over towards John and brought her hand to turn his face towards hers. She had a hand on her toned abdomen which was still glowing but had changed color. “They’re gonna be twins both girls. Hopefully they’ll be the first of many for you my husband and world.” She then passionately kissed John.

John had to admit his dick twitched again knowing he had gotten her pregnant and enjoyed being called her world. It made it all the more apparent how important he now was to her.

Syr who was still pleasuring herself heard she was going to have two new sisters and was overjoyed. She promptly climaxed falling over in a pool of her own juices.

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Shout out to Lawless for giving me some great ideas.