Cum addiction, ambushes and the first Children

***AUTHORS NOTE: I use 'Children' (with a capital C) to denote descendants of my MC, it does NOT necessarily mean underage characters. All characters involved in sex scenes are ALWAYS ADULTS***

In the next days, I discovered several things. First off, aphrodisiac as well as sensitivity and flexibility potion were not permanent, not even long lasting, only a few hours at best. So was pain toxin, though I had already noticed that, the effect of what I'd call a regular dose vanished after a few minutes. Breast growth potion on the other hand appeared to last indefinitely, much to my delight. My harems reactions to their new tits were split, some hated their new breasts, calling them garish and inconvenient. But a large part enjoyed them. emphasizing how hot and sensitive they were.

Lactation potion and the cumhighs induced by my seed were more complex: To even achieve a cumhigh, many times the amount of cum a normal man could produce were required, and a girl would get higher the more cum was pumped into her. Thankfully, I could fill bathtubs, if I wanted. My psychedelic seed acted the quickest if it was shot up their asses, followed by down their throats, in their wombs and finally it was even enough to rub it on their skin. As long as there was cum remaining in or on a girl’s body, she would not fully come down from her cumhigh.

The milk production of a girl under the effects of lactation potion on the other hand weakened constantly, *unless* she was regularly milked in some manner or pregnant and sufficiently close to giving birth. If either was the case, sometimes the amount of milk she'd produce even increased! After this discovery, I pumped all my girls full of lactation potion so that they'd be able to breastfeed the many infants they would soon give birth to. In the meantime, having humans live in my dungeon gave me new possibilities I was keen to exploit!

I spent much time questioning each of the girls like I had Larell on the evening after the raid on Amberdew village. Sadly, I quickly realized that the level of education these girls possessed was… rudimentary, at best. Only one of them could read, and just barely. She came from a long line of herbalists and could tell me useful information about the local flora, but not much else. Much to my delight, I discovered that I could read and write the local script just as easily as I could read the writings of my old world! Foreign languages like infernal (demons) or quenya (elfs) were absolutely beyond me, however, and the herbalist girl only knew fragments, not remotely enough to teach me. Not that I had anything I wanted to read…

When it came to pure intelligence and understanding, the herbalist was easily outmatched by Larell, just as the other ones. I had made the right decision in sparing her, she would make a good role model and educator for Lilith. And when Larell needed a break (or just because I wanted it) I played with Lilith and told her stories from my old world as she sat on my lap. Playing hide and seek and old myths were her favourite. Sometimes, she even fell asleep, cuddled up snugly in my fluffy fur.

I have to admit, fucking my harem came not even close to the bliss I felt when I heard her angelic laugh or saw the joy in her eyes…

Using the information I had gathered from the girls, I sent parties of my minions to set ambushes alongside trading routes that were far away enough not to attract attention to this place, under strict orders to only return if they could kill or capture everyone that had seen them, or die trying. To hide their tracks, I had them use similar tactics like the one employed at the raid on Amberdew village. It seemed to work, nobody ever came even close.

Another relevant detail for this success might be what exactly I had them do with the travellers they encountered: They were to be brought in whole, carriages, horses, other animals, even the corpses of fallen enemies, and any items they might have lost. This way, there was never any news of monster attacks or any other specific information, only rumours about ‘vanishing’ travellers. I spread my attacks out over a large area, far away from my dungeon, in no perceivable pattern and only a few as to not attract any attention from the authorities.

I also forbade my minions from attacking travellers that had children with them, and especially from hurting any child. If a group of travellers with children had ever attacked my minions, they would have only put up mock resistance and allowed themselves to be killed. Thankfully, it never came to that. Even though my minions were easily replaceable, it was still a hassle.

Most of the travellers I caught this way were merchants of all kinds, sometimes with carts or even carriages, sometimes pulled by oxen, donkeys, or horses, sometimes pulled by hand. Some were just transporting simple wares from one village to the other, like simple produce. Others were faring merchants that carried a wide variety of goods. The latter kind especially had often armed guards with them who were quite troublesome, but also yielded valuable loot, like weapons and armour.

There were also other kinds of travellers, like pilgrims, couriers, bards, and so on. But my most favourite kind by far were any women traveling alone or in small groups. Whenever my minions returned with just one or two women and possibly the corpse of a guard, I could smell their fear more than at all the other times. When I stripped them with my tentacles and finally shoved them deep inside their tight, wet holes and felt them squirm in fear and pain before finally succumbing to lust… I was in heaven.

Exactly one month after I had first seeded their wombs, my original harem girls gave birth to my children. Larell was keeping Lilith occupied in a far corner of my Dungeon, so I could focus on what was happening. Thankfully, one of my girls had been training to be a midwife before I **** her and knew what to do. She promised to oversee the other women giving birth if I **** her when she went into labour, so that the birthing pains wouldn’t be so bad for her. Which it is to say, she wanted a stomach full of cum. Of course, I obliged.

Beatrice was the first to go into labour, moaning and screaming as she pressed my children out. Even when giving birth, the masochistic painslut couldn’t help herself but experience pleasure from the pain. One after the other, the rest of my harem also delivered the fruit of our trysts. I helped out with my tentacles where I could, but the most import work was done by my quasi-midwife.

I had used my life magic to forestall her going into labour until the rest of my harem had given birth. When she eventually cramped painfully, let her suck my tentacles to her heart’s content, filling her up. Not I could see much of it, her heavily pregnant belly hid it. But her heart-shaped pupils and her relaxation told me that she was indeed cumhigh. Even without a midwife, she bore me 9 healthy children.

I healed my harem from their labour pains, leaving Beatrice to be healed last. Why not let the slut ‘enjoy’ herself a little longer? After I was done and every girl laid exhausted at my feet (except for the little cumjunkie who was absolutely out of it) I had a closer look at my children.

When I had seeded my harem, I discovered how one of the most important abilities of my Breeding Add-On worked: The ability to change my seed to sire different kinds of monsters. The first few times I creampied a girl, I didn’t think of it and my subconsciousness just substituted my lack of input with the goal of creating a monster in my likeness. Only after I was already halfway through my harem, I was able to put a finger on the sensation I was feeling in the back of my mind. Once I realized it, it was almost like unlocking a superpower. If I focused enough on that certain, dark corner of my mind, I could envision almost every kind of monster and attempt to seed a girl with it. Not only monsters that already existed, but completely new creations as well! Of course, I needed to be able to imagine them, with all their details. And if a concept I thought up proved to be woefully inadequate, well, then the resulting creature would be woefully inadequate as well, possibly not even able to survive on its own. So, I had to stick to monsters I knew and simple ideas for now. Which I did, so everything should be fine.

Since I only realized my ability to influence what kind of monster my children would be halfway through breeding my harem, the first half should look like me. Huge, evil-looking minotaurs with red eyes and sharp teeth, tentacles growing from their backs. The rest was split between something that looked like a wyvern, shadow demons, animate plants and giant beasts.

Or at least, that’s how it *should* have been.

Suffice to say, it wasn’t the case. The first half of my childrens were minotaurs, but not like me. They were too small and too weak, lacking my sharp teeth, my red eyes and, most importantly, my tentacles entirely. The wyverns were even more off the target, resembling more large bats than fearsome dragons. And the giant beasts were small, cuddly creatures, which would eventually grow up to about mule-size, not towering mountains of flesh! And the plants were nothing more than a bunch of seeds the size of a child’s head! Only the shadow demons had become like I intended them, albeit barely, they were weak, and small.

Now, one might think that these are just little whelps, and they will grow to be what I intended. But that wasn’t true, my life infusion let me know so instinctively. My god’s eye revealed that most of them were entirely different species! My species didn’t have a name, but 'lesser minotaur' definitely wasn’t it! The others were indicated as 'giant bats', and 'dire boars' respectively.

It took me almost a day full of analysing myself, my girls and my children with gods eye, experimenting with life magic and asking Larell all kinds of questions about this world to figure out what was the problem. The dark twins had said something about turning me into something that was technically hermaphrodite so that I could sire children without their potential being diminished by the weak blood of their mothers… and this was just what had happened. My ambitions had been to great, the weak bodies of my girls unable to support them. So, instead of the monsters I *wanted* them to birth, they had born me the closest monsters that they *could*. The reason the shadow demons had been mostly unaffected was simply that they resonated with the unusually high magic potential and dark soul of their mother. The animate plants on the other hand were incredibly low ranking, but with unlimited potential for growth, which strongly depended on the soil they grew in. Hence, the required power level of their mother was relatively low. And maybe the fact that she was a herbalist with a green thumb also had an influence…

Either way, I’d just have to figure out the strengths of each girl so that I could have her bear the strongest children she could and work with the hand that I was dealt. I planted a few of the seeds in the mana-drenched soil of my dungeon and ordered my minions to water them. Hopefully, they would grow up quickly, just like the rest of the Children!