Preparations for Majellis forest

It had been a few months since the blood moon, and my populace were in high spirits, plenty of motivation and determination from them. And since the night of the blood moon, my seed had taken root for all of my bitches and thralls. Each of my women were showing signs of pregnancy, swells of their bellies from a wolvir pup growing inside their wombs. And my queens were showing too, with Izzy being further along than all of them. She sported a big bump, the wolvir pup inside her was growing strong, as I knew it would. Izzy was the perfect vessel for a wolvir to impregnate, with wide hips for carrying, and large breasts for nursing. In which she insisted on nursing her first pup herself, instead of sending our pup to be cared for by wolvir guardians. Izzy understood and agreed that our future child would be looked after by the overseer of guardians, so they could be educated in wolvir culture and traditions. She just wanted to bond with our pup, as I watched her most days and nights rubbing her belly sweetly, gladly anticipating the day she would birth them.

I noticed on my duties around Luna Peak, that every human woman I came across or passed by was pregnant, no doubt a wolvir pup inside them. These women were either holding hands with a wolvir, or accompanied by one. Even thralls with their collars and chains were showing signs of being impregnated by their masters. It seemed the blood moon was successful in heightening the libido’s of wolvir, and many, many humans were now knocked up by a wolvir. Also, no deaths or injuries were caused by any wolvir, the blood frenzy that has been known to overcome a wolvir was instead vented through sex.

My goals for the day had me see the progress of travelling to Majellis forest. I walked to the stables, my queen Isabelle at my side, and holding my arm. She was dressed in a purple crushed velvet robe that reached her feet, it looked cozy and warm. Her raven black hair fell over her shoulders, curling slightly at the tips. Snow had started to fall from the sky, snowflakes had landed in Izzy’s hair, making her look angelic. Her skin was pale, her nose and lips flushed slightly red from the cold, her small breaths steamed out as she exasperated. One of her hands was resting on her swollen belly as we walked, my pup safely inside.

We came across wolvir tending to shire horses, a caravan was also being rolled into the stables to shield it from the elements.

“King Fen!” One of the wolvir shouted to me as he saw us approach. He had been appointed has my horse master, and he was known as Kloki.

“Good morning, Kloki.” I greeted him. We extended arms, clasping our hands around each other’s forearms and gave one hard shake. He also gave a bow of his head as he held onto my forearm.

“Good morning to you too, my king.” He said. “And to you my queen.” He bowed his head respectfully to Izzy.

“Thank you, horse master Kloki.” Izzy said to him. She broke off from me and trenched through the snow towards the horses. Izzy started petting a large brown horse, good for pulling carts and caravans. She looked over at me briefly, seeing my state on her figure and blushed red in the face. She turned her attention back in patting the hostesses neck, and brushing its babe with her gloved hand.

“How fares the preparations for Majellis forest?” I asked Kloki, turning back to talk to him,

“We are all but ready, but I fear the weather is not on our side.” Explained Kloki. “We may have to wait about a week or so. The snow is still falling, but it is light. I’d wager it’ll start easing up soon, then we can be on our way.”

“Good. Keep up the work of maintaining the caravans. The moment the snow stays to melt, I want supplies packed and ready.” I told him.

“Yes, my king.” He gave another now, then went back to the caravan stored in the stable. I heard him bark orders at of wolvir stationed here, making them busy for our departure of Luna Peak.

Izzy then made her way back to me, pulling one hand up on her robe to trudge through the fallen snow a little easier, the other hand was cradling her swollen belly. When she reached me she leaned up to passionately kiss me. Once we finished our kiss, she looked up at me with adoring eyes.

“My love, are you free tonight?” She asked with small hesitation.

“I can make myself available for you, my queen.” I lightly growled.

“I am glad.” She smiled. “I fear that I will soon be unable to properly perform my queenly duties.”

“What duties are those?”

“To attend to your sexual needs, of course.” She said a matter of fact. “My main duties as your queen is to satisfy every lustful urge you have. But I soon feel that I’ll be unable to offer my pussy for you, to ensure the safety of our pup.”

She cradled her belly again, giving it tentative rubs.

“Don’t worry, Izzy.” I told her.

“But I must insist!” She said with fire in her eyes and voice. “I may be able to fellate you still, even offer my arse. But you still need to fuck a woman’s pussy. Perhaps you can have queen Ellanor warm your bed more regularly, until she is unable to offer her pussy. Or, maybe you should take on another bitch to satisfy you.”

It was admirable of her willingness for me to venture out and take another woman for sex. I loved how easily she accepted that I had multiple women, even encouraging me to take more. Izzy had learned of my culture, learning about how wolvir society works.

“Maybe in Majellis forest, there will be women to claim.” I told her.

“I certainly expect there would be. It is home to elves, so perhaps you can claim a curvy elven bitch for your cock.” Said Izzy so nonchalantly, as if this was a normal part of the day to discuss with the love of your life.

“You are encouragable, my queen.” I lowly growled. I leaned in to kiss her again.

“Who do you intend to include in your retinue on your travels, my love?” She asked up at me.

“I will be taking you, of course. And queen Ellanor. Along with experienced warriors, and my personal guard. My best shipbuilders to find the best trees to construct from. And of my bitches and thralls, I will bring along Aconite for her knowledge in magic, and Melantha, with her being an elf herself. I hope she would prove useful in information on elven culture.”

“And both women are very attractive.” Pointed out Izzy. “Aconite has a huge arse like I do, and Melantha’s tits are as big as mine. They would be good bitches to fuck on your journey.”

If I could fall deeper in love with Izzy I would, her words were supportive and stimulating, and spurred me to chase my goals of conquering and claiming all women of these lands.

“Tonight, let it be just the two of us in our chambers. I will give you one last fucking before you give birth.” I lewdly whispered to her.

Izzy’s eyes glazed over with lust, her hand snaking down to my pants, and rubbing at my growing bulge beneath.

“Nothing would please me more, than to be ravaged by you and your mighty wolvir cock.” She whimpered.