Leroy & Latoya Read "The Master, Mark Garret," by legolus, Part 2

"Round 2," Leroy whispered. His arm was all the way down her dress now, and his fingers played at the wet gilly he found there.

"This is a short one," Latoya said, her eyes still on the tablet. "At least, to the next character bios section. Which is where we're stopping. The one after that..."

Her eyes glazed over a little and she shuddered.

"Well. We'll go to the next bio section. This will be less a summary of the story and more a commentary on specific bits and pieces that catch our attention."

Mary woke up in bed with eleven other gorgeous women.

"You do that enough times, you end up wishing you'd woken up with a bed and at least one of them is, say, a 7-foot amazon with interesting scars and prison tats, or a midget, or a woman with an improbable shelf of an ass that jiggles when she walks and who sits on your face until you can't breathe—" Leroy said.

"Focus," Latoya said. "Variety may be the spice of life, but you keep that up and it'll be dragonesses, zombies, and a sentient box that consists only of a mouth."

“Yeah, that desire will just keep growing while I’m not pregnant. Chloe thinks I’ll get to a point that if I’m not pregnant or trying to become pregnant, I will probably be unhappy.”

"This sounds like a self-solving problem. Just get her a collar with BREEDER on it," Leroy said. He chuckled and spread his fingers, felt the tension as Latoya squeezed. "In all honesty, the desire to not be reduced to a breeding cow is admirable, at least insofar as it gives her character—wait, which one is speaking? Legolus did that thing where they forget to identify who is talking."

"Flora," Latoya said. "The pregnancy-fixation actually helps, although it's tricky because Allie thought she was pregnant when she was lactating and..."

She let the sentence hang.

"...no, you're right," Latoya admitted. "Legolus needs to do better about identifying who is speaking. There are at least twelve characters in this chapter and expecting us to consult the bio page every other exchange is not sustainable."

“Okay, yep, the dragon is still terrifying.” Talia confirmed once they were in the auditorium proper. At which they heard a feminine chuckle from the lobby.

"What's the over-under on the dragon joining the harem?" Leroy asked.

"Before or after Mary-cum-Mark gets their dick back?" Latoya countered.

Mark is definitely gonnae want tae hae sex wi' multiple o' us at the same time.

"This does bring up an important point," Leroy said seriously. He was bent over the couch now, and with his free hand undid the laces of his sister's shirt. "Is group sex a requirement of harem literature?"

"I rather think it is the point," Latoya said. "I mean, even if real life, do you think the Mormons and Chinese emperors and whatnot would have harems if it was just going to be a series of laying the pipe? What's the point of having a bevy of women in utter submission to you if not to engage in group sexual fantasies?"

"I guess," Leroy said. "It does depend on ones tastes, but I can see an individual warming up to the idea. Imagine a new wife, just joining a plural marriage, and her 'husband' orders her to clean his dripping cock with her mouth, and she tastes another woman on his dick...it isn't a far stretch from there to being in the same bed at the same time. And, of course, if a harem is large enough, several of the women will need to entertain themselves or each other while waiting for his cock to be free. Chinese emperors supposedly started a rotation system..."

"You," she said seriously. "Have given this far too much thought. You are, after all, in a committed relationship."

Leroy smiled as Latoya's breasts came into view.

"It is true," he admitted.

So, I’m not sorry about being bitter because people are constantly trying to get me to add another person to the harem.

"It is weird that I can simultaneously respect Mary not wanting to do the whole harem master thing and disrespect her for being a dick about it?" Latoya said. "Because she's totally being a dick about it. You didn't get to add another three holes to your polycule. You won. Stop complaining about winning."

Mark is a little stubborn, I’ll admit that, but mostly he just doesn’t handle stress well. This round so far has definitely been stressful.

"What has actually been stressful about this round so far?" Leroy said. "So far they went to spring, Mark became Mary for a bit, he went on a date, became a dude again. But most of the actual stress has been folks plotting to get him to add more women to the harem in a bid to subvert the woman running the game so that...they can...get out of this game with a minimum of loss? Or something like that. It's tricky trying to keep the plotlines straight."

"It is the soap opera drama of harem lit, in this case exacerbated by the game show nature of things. The women aren't trying to undercut each other yet, which is good, but...it's like they're driving each other crazy," Latoya sighed. Leroy's free hand roamed over her bared breasts, teasing the nipples. "It feels like a problem that cannot logically be solved by Mark's cock which is, somehow, by the weird rules of this game, going to be solved by Mark's cock."

"See, if he was actually into it," Leroy said, one dark hand playing with a darker nipple. "And the girls organized collective action to try and manipulate him and top-from-the-bottom, I could see his frustration being justified."

"But then," Latoya said. "This would be a very different story."

“Flora, I didn’t mind being a woman. Like that part doesn’t freak me out even now. What does freak me out quite a bit is having my sexuality altered. I was concerned, rightly so, that I wouldn’t be pleased about liking penises when I changed back. So, never going in that spring again.”

"We need one of the girls to grow a penis and dick Mark down," Leroy said flatly. "Not because of any blatant homophobia, but because he's being annoying. Over half the women in the harem are bisexual now, and all of them are going to be by the end of it. If one of them grows a peen, he needs to take care of it."

Nobody Like Mom: Aubrey loves kids, teaching them, playing with them, pinching their adorable cheeks, you name it. The only problem is that no one takes care of a child like a mother does, and Aubrey now will want this too. Aubrey will gain an ever growing urge to have children of her own with Mark, and this urge will grow while she is not pregnant. [Child-Care] Boosted 1/3: The urge will now slightly decrease while pregnant, based upon the number of children she is pregnant with, but she will be more fertile and she will be fertile for longer and later in life. In addition, successfully convincing another person that they should give Mark another child will also decrease the desire to get pregnant again when they become pregnant.

"Not beating the breeder kink allegations," Latoya said. "I mean, it would be one thing if this was Flora (who already had the whole breeder dream thing), or Allie (who briefly thought she was preggers), so making another one womb-thirsty is just confirmation."

“I know I would like to have children with you someday, Mark.” Sam joined in.

"And counting," Leroy said dryly. "At the point where they start calculating how many kids his harem is going to provide, and the logistics involved, I think it's safe to say this kink has jumped the shark."

"Contemporary ideas of family are not well-situated to harems or plural marriages," Latoya said. "If you're basically impregnating a village, it takes a village to feed, clothe, and raise them."

Escape rooms, indoor rock wall climbing, biking, paintball, archery, and some dancing.

"Bullshit," Leroy and Latoya said together.

"There is no way data science graduate student here has the free time or money for any of those to be hobbies," Leroy said firmly.

"His main hobby before getting a fiancée was probably trying to suck his own dick while playing dating sims," Latoya agreed. "Nothing in his description or personality so far shows any of these activities."

"Fucking archery," Leroy said as he pinched Latoya's nipple between his fingers. "Who does he think he is, Robin Hood?"

So he did. The balls were a light cream color. Yep, those are images of the girls. Of course, the holes are where the nipples and vagina are; where else would they be? Next, he looked at the pins; the ones in their lane were currently all modeled after Ellen topless in various states of arousal. Looking to the lanes on either side, he saw the same thing for Allie and Sam.

There was a moment of silence.

"The erotic possibilities of the bowling alley," Latoya said after a moment. "Are unexplored."

"It's the shoes," Leroy said. "Can you imagine the smell?"

"I would rather not," Latoya said.

"Should we address the AI art?" Leroy said.

"I suppose so," Latoya sighed. "It is sprinkled throughout. Mostly when the haremites are dressed up as popular anime tropes or popular cartoon characters. I don't like it."

"AI is theft, yes, yes," Leroy said, and gave her boob a squeeze. "But this is exactly the sort of thing AI is made for, as otherwise legolus would just be pirating images of cosplayers or something."

"I realize that. But I don't have to like it," Latoya said. "Anyway, reading on..."

Harems exist in our world.

"Say fucking what?" Leroy said. A third finger touched Latoya's labia, and he glanced at her. She gave a little nod.

"I guess it makes sense that harems have to exist post-show for this to mean anything," Latoya said. "But it does take us out of it that these doofuses are going to go back to a 'real world' where plural marriages or whatever are legal."

Talia dropped four inches off her height, and her bust and butt expanded outward, further gaining five more cup sizes and ten inches on her butt.

"Expansion kink is well-entrenched, but tricksy," Latoya observed. "It's not about sheer numbers, it's about the experience. Sudden magical increase in numbers is usually less sexy than indicated. People can't really imagine what ten extra inches of ass equate to. This is one of those situations where we need to see her cake-like ass literally overflow Mark's hands as he grips it, have her tits press against his chest as they grow, feel herself shrink, and go up on her tippy-toes. Like, you can't imagine what five extra cup sizes means, but you can imagine the difference between a single-serve yogurt and a pint."

"It's more effective if we have actual stats in a sidebar, or a before-and-after reference point," Leroy conceded. "But those are still just numbers. I couldn't tell you without cheating how tall Talia originally was or what her breast size was. It just doesn't come up naturally in description except during the opening and some transformation chapters."

Cockolate Bunnies

"Give some small credit," Latoya said as Leroy slowly squeezed a third finger in. "At least Legolus hasn't dropped the ball and forgotten their own rules and worldbuilding yet. Or at least, if they have, I haven't noticed it."

"Hmm-hmm," Leroy hummed. "The people inside the story take it seriously, which I think helps even if things seem needlessly complicated."

Your dick is literally unfair.

"I feel we cannot throw stones on Mark's hard seven inches," Latoya said. "By CHYOA standards, that's practically pedestrian. At least he doesn't have an elephant's trunk between his legs."

Leroy chuckled. "The baby's arm."

"Don't say that!" Latoya laughed...then bit her lip and let one leg slide off the couch, to spread wider.

Mark finished taking his suit off. Then, grabbed Laura’s wrists and pinned them against the sand. She could have resisted if she wanted to, but seeing Mark like this was rather a turn-on. As soon as they were both naked, Mark didn’t bother with foreplay and just lined himself up and thrust inside Laura's soaked pussy. He wasn’t gentle, thrusting as hard as he could, taking out his frustration. Laura was writhing underneath him in pleasure. She let out a moan and tried to cry out Mark’s name as she climaxed, but Mark was not willing to let her break the kiss. Mark kept this up for a few minutes, enjoying Laura’s squirming beneath him in pleasure, until he himself climaxed inside of her. Then he lay down on top of her gently.

"I should add that foreplay and aftercare aside, this was the entirety of the sex scene. One paragraph," Leroy said. There was disappointment in his voice. "It's not that there isn't sex in the story, but so much of it is so perfunctory."

“Chloe, why does that matter to you?”

"I mean, from a sheer exposure-to-STDs level, having a sexual relationship with people outside your polycule is not cool. You're fluidbonded with these people. Going down on some random chick in a bar is cool, but you don't want to be the reason everyone in the harem gets mono or herpes," Latoya said, her hips writhing a little as her brother's fingers spread her a little wider.

“It's an anime about magical girls.” Mark groaned. Which caused Laura to laugh.

"See, Mark knowing about anime makes much more sense. He spends half his life on a computer as a grad student. He probably pirates everything he can't watch on Crunchyroll," Leroy said.

But I prefer a good dicking.

"Can you imagine a less-magical version of this which is just ****, sleepovers, and slowly coming to the realization that they all just want a good dicking?" Latoya asked.

"Sex and the City: Disney Girls edition," Leroy said.

+3 VP Cunnilingus By The Master
“Mark, that was great. You’re pretty good at that.”

"Has Mark gone down on anyone previous to this?" Latoya asked. "I mean, I don't remember him eating Allie's pussy until she creamed, and for all the head he's gotten, I don't remember him being a skilled tonguesmith."

"I think this is part and parcel of having a seven-inch dick. Mark started out as slightly unrealistic and is slowly morphing into Marty Stu territory. Which is understandable; very few people want to read about guys that suck at oral sex. Imagine rolling a one and snagging your tooth on a labia," Leroy answered.

Latoya's face scrunched up.

"Lovely image, thank you. But it would be nice if he was unskilled and one or more of the women could help him learn. Like, line three bitches up with their legs open and have each of them critique his performance," she said. Then, after a moment's consideration added. "Of course, that's more of a Gambio thing."

It was just too perfect not to, so he smacked that ass.

"I want to get upset at this; it feels like Mark suddenly became the protagonist of a different story," Leroy said. "Like, most people waking up to someone sucking their cock will take a moment to assess who the ass belongs to, not just smack it because it's so smackable. If Mark was more of a happy-go-lucky guy, that would be one thing, but he's an overthinker surrounded by other overthinkers who are rapidly becoming friends-with-benefits and trying not to becoming complete cumdumps."

"It feels like he's becoming the protagonist the story plot wanted him to be from the beginning," Latoya said. "Which might be a reflection of the fact that we haven't read the other branches, so it isn't clear how often you get other creepy bastards lord it over the women in their harem and treat them like they suddenly woke up in a world with porn movie logic."

I do not want an actual sex ****.

"I feel like this is something a lot of readers take for granted, but I feel like if this was a more philosophical story, they could dive into this a little," Leroy said. "Like, most people see 'sex ****' and think chattel slavery, the status of Black people in the United States before the Civil War, slavery in the Bible, human trafficking, or maybe those godawful Gor novels. But it can also be a lifestyle choice for folks in the BDSM community, and that shit takes work. More work than most people can handle. Full-time sex slavedom is a lifestyle choice that requires a fair disposable income and..."

"...and enough of the discount Fifty Shades of Gray nonsense," Latoya cut in. "It's literally using magic to enforce the increasingly convoluted rules. Most people are attracted with the idea of someone who is subservient and can't say no to sex because most people have limited access to sex. The dream of infinite sex on demand is essentially a juvenile desire to have sex without putting in the emotional and physical work of getting laid. That's some incel shit. So I don't have a problem with Mark not wanting to be that kind of asshole."

(Author's Note: History of Physical Parental **** during Childhood is described in the first half of the chapter)

"Okay, given the chapter title I thought this would be a different kind of smashing," Leroy observed. "Nope! Also, can we remark on the fact that when you marry someone you also inherit their terrible fucking relatives?"

Laura rounded the corner and saw the finish line. Also, Mark. “HOLY SHIT MARK! YOU’RE FUCKING HUGE! You're the minotaur?!”

Latoya's eyes, which had gone crossed as Leroy's fingers spread her wider, suddenly focused.

"Wait. Did we miss a description?" she said. "I know in the last chapter they said Mark was the minotaur, but I don't think we actually got any real description of him turning into a minotaur or what he looked like as a minotaur."

"It does seem like one of those situations where Legolus wrote 'minotaur' and their brain filled in the image but forgot to write it down for the rest of us," Leroy said.

“MMMMMOOOOOO!”

"On the one hand, it's fair that Mark also gets weird transformations, but on the other hand it would have been more interesting if he was just a minotaur from the start and the harem sort of focused on becoming his cow-girl/hucow herd," Latoya said. "I feel like something like that would give the story more focus, if slightly less room for anime girl references."

Intermission 2 - Q&A + Fan Mail

"I don't mind the intermission chapters," Leroy said. "But I do think they would work better as something off the main branch."

Built Like an Adonis: Mark’s already decent-looking, but is self-conscious about a few things. Mark will become more handsome and muscular, his imperfections will be fixed, and he will gain that foot in height so that his goddess can stand tall beside him instead of towering over him. [The Prince] [Boon]

"We were joking earlier about Mark becoming Marty Stu, but Legolus went and made that a plot point," Latoya said.

"And as we come to the end of the beginning of Round 2—I think I have that right—it feels like we've advanced some plot and relationships, added a bit of character development, and the women are all closer to becoming happily humped haremites with big baby bellies than they were twenty-odd chapters ago," Leroy said. "I'm curious to see where things go from here, but the next stretch of chapters...it's a lot. Not sure when we'll tackle that. The next bios update is chapter 147, which is ~70 chapters deeper! So we might hold off on that for a while. Give Legolus a chance to comment."