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Chapter 59
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Monster Girl Orgy Final: The Art of an Orgy
Written with the wonderous Cross C
The tapestries and murals captured the events to follow better than I ever could.
A poem, describing the elegance of how Kazuma defiled the breasts of Oulan while he bit down on the tip of Luminara’s tail who had wrapped around his body like a regal drape. Yet he still had the energy to finger Saffron to orgasm as well. Though it seemed the artist got a smidge lazy by the end, rhyming ‘cum’ with ‘bum’ after Kazuma jizzed in Saffron’s green asshole.
A bold painting, looking more like a poster for a play, where Kazuma stood amongst the swarming monsters as they grabbed any part of him they wanted. Aqua leaping on him from above, Kerebryl wrapping around his leg from below, Katarina swooping in from above while her uncovered pussy ground into Kazuma’s arm, and several more swarming in the foreground. The artist had chosen to keep his mighty cock uncovered, to draw perspective and show the titan-esque todger that all desired.
It wasn’t all writing and pictures though. One interpretation of the art was made by a particularly bardic goblin, singing a song that was not in a tongue I recognised. The tune was pleasant and seemed to capture the attention of those who could understand it… though I would later be told it was a ranking of every girl’s breasts.
The longest piece was the short story written about how Kazuma’s railing of Svobena ended up showing vivid mind-images of how much pleasure she felt. Connecting our souls briefly in a psychic tundra, beautiful by name and nature. The story was wonderfully written (though Kazuma seemed to complain about being part of a ‘fanfic’ whatever that was.)
It seemed that once there was some starting art, a lot of others joined in on the fun of it all. Even some of the monster girls got in on it! It was a nice change of pace for them while they waited for their turn with their new chief. Oulan, while a quiet ogre girl, made a surprisingly beautiful portrait of Kazuma and Esu. Really capturing the light tones of the slime as she melted in her new ‘boyfriend’s’ arms. Saffron bloomed an entire tree in the shape of herself being hugged from behind by Kazuma. Which was impressive to me though some commented it was a bit self-indulgent with how much of herself took up the piece. Katarina had tried her best too, though feathers and talons make for poor tools for the sculpture she attempted. She was proud of her strange clay pile though, especially when Fafy identified it was her with Kazuma as the subject.
More and more art pieces piled up as the day went on. Our orgy inspiring many to have fun and create while the sunlight was still with us. Some showed the mighty positions of the ever erect chief having the time of his life in this strange orgy. There was some art that showed girl on girl, the strange combos of faun on zombie or lamia on lamia action. Some were from the point of view of Cloud, filling a monster’s mouth or pussy with Kazuma’s cum while trying to push it in as far as he could at the same time.
There was even one statue that revolved around me! Sylvia had recovered enough to ‘show me a good time’, which thanks to Svobena meant she knew exactly how much I’d dreamt of being assaulted by tentacles. The highlighted moment of the statue was me hanging upside down while my pussy squirted skyward, but all while the ex-demon general casually sucked my tongue. Her calm smooches were a complete contrast to my quivering upside mess of a body.
“So you’re the favoured concubine?” Sylvia giggled into my mouth, “I can see why, your reactions to stimuli are quite addictive.” I could only moan in response as her tentacles wriggled around my body again. “But also, I hear, you’re my newest employer? I hope you’ll treat me better than the Demon King?”
“P-pomise…” I babbled out, barely able to get that single word out before my body convulsed in pleasure again.
She smiled, “And I believe you. As long as you treat my subjects well I’m sure we’ll get along. Perhaps I can even offer some benefits?” She ran the back of her hand along my upturned face, “Outside of the obvious ones of course. Kazuma is certainly too perfectly sculpted to change, but if you’d ever like to try having a minotaur’s horns or a harpy’s wings then I’d be happy to oblige.”
I’d certainly consider the offer, though I was in no position to answer her properly. It was interesting though, did I want to change anything? Would extra features on my body make battles easier? Could I make myself tougher, taller, stronger, faster, …more likely to hit things? Potentially, though Aqua had wandered over and given her own answer.
“Ooh! Maybe I can try out a snake tongue at some point! It felt SUPER good down my throat and I bet Kazuma would like me to suck his dick like that.” She beamed from her seat before turning around and pulling on Cloud, “More please.” The Goddess demanded while Cloud unleashed jet after jet of her favourite liquid.
“I’m sure that can be arranged, as can the return of your original testicles, sir.”
“Not interested.” Was his immediate response, before looking a little embarrassed about his answer, “I mean, you know, if Kazuma allows me to keep them for now? They’re pretty useful for all the sex… and I think Tifa, Aerith and Jessie would like a go with them too…”
Aqua shrugged him off while gulping the last of Kazuma’s cream, “Ahh, I’m sure Kazuma doesn’t care that much. He’s far too busy to care. Plus! You aren’t allowed to give them back! I’m your goddess and I decree that you keep them. I won’t allow it! You can’t let Ra-oul the Right Ball and Himari Shinto fade into obscurity! They are testicular heroes! Worthy of their own Japanese Enka!”
The blonde-haired boy tilted his head at her in confusion, as he muttered under his breath, “A-are they the name of my balls? Wouldn’t they just be the same as Kazuma’s since they were cloned?”
“Well it’s no difference to me,” Sylvia agreed, sitting down in her throne next to Aqua, finally flipping me back around and cradling my tired body in her large arms as all of us watched him work. “He’s positively magnificent, isn’t he?”
The final image, one that none of the art managed to capture properly, was Kazuma with ALL the other monsters.
Kazuma was on his back, lying atop the enormous plush mushroom cap of vivid red and pink rose. The air around him tasted of pollen and sweet floral scents as beautiful tulips, blossoms, and hydrangea flowed up to outline the vast cushion like mushroom. A ring of giant leaves criss crossed over each other all around it, the whole arrangement giving off the impression of one giant matressy flower.
Saffron had summoned the nature-crafted bed, complaining about 'doing it' on the dirty ground which had seemed odd coming from a plant person, but she'd been perfectly unbothered when that incongruity had been pointed out.
That she was now one of four women with their heads pressed closely to Kazuma's crotch and that she was only half on said pillowy flower with her green knees digging firmly into dirty soil was a further point of contradictory personality traits or perhaps it was just a sign of how overwhelmingly manly my Kazuma was.
In any event, the sight of her as well as Katarina, Lily, and Esu on all fours with their hips raised and their heads lowered to tend to Kazuma's genitals slavishly with their lips, tongues, and hands was a thing to behold. Firm yet delightfully jiggly (especially so in Esu's case) asses squirmed in the air with petite pretty vaginas peeking out between thighs and leaking glistening arousal with abandon. The way they all cooed and worked together seamlessly spoke volumes as to how much they now loved Kazuma, their conquered passion overriding their conflicting personalities and petty rivalries. Though who am I to judge? I once considered Aqua a rival, before Kazuma set us both right. Not through subservience, but a shared sisterhood of desire.
The rest of Kazuma's body was being worshipped by a bevy of busty monster girls. Oulan and Bova were flanking him, their huge forms sinking deep into the mushroom's plush cap as they scrunched themselves in close, massive breasts packed into plump globes against his side as well as draped voluminously atop his stomach, as both licked and teased a nipple. Bova going so far as to cup under his body to lift him closer to her mouth.
Fafy and Kerybyl were around Kazuma's head, though the faun was sitting back and giving the zombie an exasperated look as she clambered on top of his face. Facing his feet she buried his nose within the deep cleavage of her glossy grey ass, the way her hips swelled and the gravidity and plumpness of those cheeks made one wonder how anyone could really categorize her as without life. Certainly not the devil-may-care grin she delivered to Kazuma as she looked back over her shoulder at him and reached back to grasp his head and shove it in deep, "There we go! Gonna put that stud tongue of yours to-ung!-work!" She panted, already breaking down her tough act as he worked. The cunning boy adding tufts of magic to each lick, heating and cooling her ever so slightly. “F-fuck… you really know how to m-make a dead girl feel AH! Alive!” The zombie moaned. Fafy the faun was content simply stroking Kazuma’s hair, curling up near his head and resting her breasts amongst his curly tufts while he worked.
Svobena was sitting on his stomach. She’d acted like a cat for a while, trying to find the best place to nap by circling the other girls while still being part of the fun. Now though, she was surrounded by her horny friends, which made napping almost impossible. Her supernatural empathy a real burden at times as she rubbed herself along his belly, straddling him, cooing in delight while she felt such strong feelings.
And finally, with their bodies framing the whole image perfectly, was Luminara and Chiana. The two lamias that had started this whole affair, now having to be content with Kazuma’s hands. Struggling to get through the crowd to just hold or suck his digits.
It was a wonderful finale to end the day on. Kazuma getting to once more end the orgy with one last tidal wave of semen to share amongst his newest subjects.
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