Breeding Day (Part 2: The Big Debt Blues)

A blue haired goddess was by herself... mostly.

She was currently at the park, curled up with her chin resting on her knees, and staring at an object she’d received from Chris. It sat right in front of her, with only the slight breeze giving it any motion at all.

She could use it. Stick it far up inside of her and feel the sticky climax she’d come to love before getting a pussy-full of her favourite treat in the whole wide world.

But every time she thought about it, she just felt sad instead.

She felt sad about being reminded about Kazuma dying last night. His unmoving body hugged tightly in Darkness’ arms. Mortals were so fragile and easy to lose when you weren’t watching over them all the time. The image of dead Kazuma that used to make her chuckle from his misfortune… now brought immense displeasure to her. That fear that he’d be lost in heaven forever still panged her heart, and she’d have had no way to go save him.

It also reminded her of how sad Darkness was. The full balling tears of the blonde after the date she’d been looking forward to for so long hurt almost as much as seeing the Kazu-corpse. Aqua hadn’t always been the best of friends with Darkness. They weren’t enemies by any means but they also weren’t super close until recently. A shared love of women, each other, and Kazuma really brought the pair together this past week. Aqua hung off her sexy sex guru’s every word. The amount of fun ideas for fucking that girl had become a treat, like the time in Sylvia’s village orgy when the pair pinned Bova down and licked her pussy together as she mooed and moaned. Darkness had a big dripping smile at the end of it that made Aqua laugh. That smile was all Aqua wanted to see right now…

“...I don’t want you…” She grumbled in anger, flicking the bulbous head and watching it fall to the dirt. “...I want them…”

Aqua had to think of something. Mortals were so certain about their monogamy, she at least needed to find out if there was room in their hearts for anyone else.

Kazuma was skulking his way back home, keeping his head low and his lurk skill active as he kept to the shadows. He was glaring at every stranger on the street now, seething with rage at all the women on the way. Becoming more and more unhinged after learning how much money he needed to support his multiple child support payments.

“I wonder if she’s pregnant with my kid,” He muttered to himself, keeping his head down and eyes tightly fierce, “Or her. Or herrrr… All my money. Getting pregnant for my money. Vultures, all of them, vultures.”

It was also here that Kazuma began to notice things. Tiny details he often kept ignoring, thinking it was just quirks of another world, yet now had a bit extra context on things…

The ratio of men to women was a bit one-sided, an occasional wagon full of what could be refugees would rock up looking for a home, builders needing constant work to make new houses for people, the orphanage having quite a few occupants, scars across landscapes, poor beggars hunting the streets for coin… was this world in a bigger crisis than he wanted to realise?

He had to think of jail. Of the unending punishment he’d receive if he let his sperm run rampant throughout the city.

All the women would be pregnant with his children...

“NO! FOCUS!” He hissed at himself, “Who cares if it’d be hot to run a harem that big. As soon as they’re pregnant, I’d be running around adventuring so much I’d never get to enjoy it! Not to mention all the… babies.” He shuddered at the thought, “Little snot noses, crying all day, demanding their bottles. If I wanted all that shit, I’d just clone Aqua.”

He also couldn’t really do it to Darkness. This was her money he was spending, as well as her father’s. He’d come to learn how ironically fragile that unbreakable girl’s inside workings were, and it was pretty cute but Kazuma didn’t want to hurt her anymore than what she asked for. If Darkness said to cancel the event, then following her instructions was probably for the best.

And as his mind went to that girl, his mind **** his body to stop.

‘I love you, Lalatina.’

His whole body shook in an internal cringe apocalypse. Wincing at his own words and crumpling into a ball hiding in a shadow. Kazuma definitely didn’t regret saying it, but that didn’t make him feel any less embarrassed. The potion he’d taken from Wiz’s shop made it so he’d be able to access his feelings better, but now that it had worn off he was stuck with the knowledge that he’d done it. He’d said the words to her and both of them had barely any time to digest that fact before he was killed.

Kazuma kept in his ball form for a while, thinking about Divane and the acts she’d **** him to do. He thought about hearing about what Darkness did to get him back and the acts Sylvia and Xara did on Divane in his name. About the Breeding Day he was promised but now had to give up on. And a little bit about dying, again. It was all rather a lot to take in suddenly.

So why was his mind so focused on Darkness’ happy face?

It was all so painful or embarrassing, but that girl and her big beaming smile (that for once wasn’t masking a tentacle fantasy) was centering his thoughts. She had such reverence for him, and was not afraid of showing her affection with public smooches or even more public blowjobs. Sure, it was normal for her, but that didn’t stop her being real. He really did grow to “l-l-l-l-love her” as his mind put it, it was just living up to the idealistic version of himself that she thought he was. Running away was probably not part of that vision… but if he stayed then the temptation would be too great.

With his mind chilled out for the moment, he began going back towards home. Still lost in thought but now focused on potential money making schemes. The world could forget about him for a while, and he’d go to the gala later for a chance to get the money they apparently so desperately needed.

After crawling over the bottom half of the door, avoiding the fire in the hallway, ducking under the water drenched remains of the upstairs toilet, and leaping across the hole in the ground to get to his door, Kazuma decided it was perhaps time to hide away from the world. Crawl into his bed and hide in the…

In the…

Wait a minute!

“WHAT IN THE EVERLOVING FUCK HAPPENED TO THE HOUSE?!?!”

“I’m so sorry!”

I’d just walked into the backroom again after collecting all the Kazudildos in the guild when I was suddenly being apologised to.

“Uh, what happened?” I asked, semi-scared as I turned to see what was happening.

Tifa was standing there in all her tight tank top glory, bowing low to me placing down the box of dildos. “You took on my debt! You saved my tavern and accepted me into your harem and I already spent the money to pay back the collectors and I didn’t have to go into business with Don Corneo but now I hear you’re dealing with-!”

Placing my hand on her back, I could see the guilt was riding high on the poor brunette. Her face was already tearing up as I welcomed her into a sympathy hug, “Shhh, it’s okay, Tifa. I don’t regret helping you.” I soothed, looking behind her to see a relieved-looking Aerith giving me a thumbs up for comforting her girlfriend. “I’m sorry for making you worry. It’s my fault we’re in this mess, not you. Admittedly, I really should have reigned us in sooner…”

“S-still…” Tifa sobbed into my shoulder, “I can’t help but feel…”

Creating a Tifa sandwich, Aerith quickly joined the hug, “We’ll just have to help Darkness make more money! Then Kazuma can breed anyone he wants without worrying about us!”

“That isn’t necess-”

“It’s the least we can do!” Tifa practically yelled as she raised her head up from my shoulder, “Any way that The Seventh Heaven can help, we will!” Her cute, determined, and slightly puffy-from-tears face was very hard to argue with.

“Okay, okay.” I relented, “I won’t turn away from your efforts if you want to help. But talk to Kazuma first, he’s more the money maker between the two of us.” Whenever I tried to sell anything to someone, my urges would flare up and my brain would think they somehow wanted to buy me. Then they’d run away before I could realise I was speaking my twisted fantasies out loud again.

As we detangled from the hug, Aerith asked, “Where is Kazuma anyway?”

Kazuma was sitting on a rock, head in his hands, wondering if going back to heaven and joining Divane was still an option.

Behind him was the ruins of the mansion, still destroyed after last night's “shenanigans”. Between the battle of Xara and Sylvia, then Aqua’s angelic duel, the place was looking worse than if Megumin had set off an explosion. Which is why two builders were approaching him as Kazuma had called them in to have a look. They were almost twice his size in width, and twice as tall. Big bald white dudes, wearing pure white tank tops to show off their bulging arms and thick guts.

“Yerp, derts aloutta damerge. Gunna curst a herllver lertta Errus tuh merke dert her it ursed t’be.”

“…what?”

The other builder stepped up, “Don’t worry, I’ll translate for Gary. He says it’ll cost you a lot of Eris to fix up that amount of damage. Between the water and the structural damage, the whole place will be needing a few weeks of repair with a lot of builders around the clock fixing it.”

Kazuma fell back from his rock, landing on his back into the grass with a groan. “Great, more money, more debt. Just what I needed! Maybe we should just move back to the stables...”

Gary nodded in sympathy, “Ert’s a big dercisern. We cern quert yer a fair price, bert nert merch erlse ter be dern. Ernless yer ‘ave serm mergic berns ‘round! Herdeyherdeyherdeyher!”

After a quick translation, Kazuma stood up to see them off, “I’ll see how my finances are, and get back to you. Alright?”

That would have been the end but suddenly the energy between them changed, “‘Ey! Waitaminute Richard!” Gary growled, “Ain’t dis dat Satou Kazuma guy?!”

Fearing this was related to something his teammates had done, Kazuma braced for the worst, “Y-yeah…?”

“Yer serpposed ter be fercking my werfe right now!”

In all his years of life, and all his years of people getting angry at him, Kazuma never thought that would be a reason someone would yell at him.

“What?!”

“Hey, yeah, you’re right! And he’s supposed to be breeding my wife too!” Growled Richard, grabbing Kazuma’s shoulder and then poking him hard in the chest, “What’s the big idea, huh punk?! Running away from giving her a baby?! Is my wife not GOOD enough for you?! She got all dolled up for YOU and you just go and flake on her?!”

Backing away was his only defence against these tall bulky pillars, “G-gentlemen, please, I’m sure we can come to some sort of agreement here. I mean, why would you even want me shitty brat anyway? Hehe…”

“I dern’t! We werz gernna ‘ave yer cerm in ‘er on ‘er serfe day, den clerm to der gervernment dert she werz preggernant wit’ ur baby!”

“Oi, Gary, you’re not supposed to tell him that!”

Kazuma snapped in rage, pointing in anger at the pair in front of him, “You guys don’t want my kids! You just want my MONEY!”

Richard just waved his hands around mockingly, “Ohhh, Mr. ‘Harem and Mansion Haver’ over here is getting off telling us which noble we should or shouldn’t steal from!”

With a similar animosity growing, Gary once more poked Kazuma, “Yerh, yer rich ersshole!! Ner go cerm in mer werfe!”

“FUCK OFF! CREATE EARTH! WIND!” Instantly the boy had created a dusty smokescreen to scatter in the men’s eyes, who stumbled back on themselves in pain. Gary tripping over some rubble and falling on his back while Richard hissed in pain.

“OI! THAT HURT! GET BACK HERE!” Richard yelled before the pair scrambled to their feet and took off after the fleeing Kazuma.

“I think the women are starting to catch on that something’s wrong…” Luna commented while looking out the tiny crack in the door.

We were all currently still hiding out upstairs, hoping that Kazuma would come back to give us a definitive answer on what he wanted to do. I didn’t want to presume he wanted to cancel Breeding Day until he absolutely told me for sure, otherwise all of Luna’s effort could go to waste for no reason.

It was just sort of a painful waiting period (and not the good kind). Especially with how many people were downstairs.

Luckily, no one had tried to come in yet, and we were left in-

SLAM!

“Darkness!”

My neck had snapped around so fast, but as I saw Aqua in the doorway my relief was palpable, “Oh, Aqua! It’s just you.”

She seemed like she was in a hurry, quickly rushing over to me and leaping into my arms, “Can I talk to you for a second? Please?” She begged, something not terribly out of character for the girl. Even so, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was deeply troubled somehow.

“Of course we can, anytime.” I nodded, taking her over to one side of the room away from the rest of the occupants. “What’s the matter?”

“Do you like Kazuma?”

I blinked, wondering what the urgency was, “Huh? Well, yes, of course I do.”

She looked almost a little hurt by that, “But do you like like him?”

“...yeeeees?”

“But do you like like LIKE him?!”

“Aqua? What’s wrong?” I asked, grabbing her shoulder in worry, “Did something happen to Kazuma?”

Her shoulders somewhat slumped, “No… I just… I need to go talk to him!”

And with that, she was off. Rushing back out the door she came through and entering the sea of women in the main guild before I had a chance to even think of stopping her. Even Aerith walked over to me to check what that was about, but I didn't really have an answer...

“Aqua…”

Cecily was enjoying her morning. The market was pretty empty, which meant it was the perfect time to haggle an unsuspecting salesman or woman out of some free food. Depending on her success it could even mean breakfast for the whole church!

“Hello there!” She beamed at the bun saleswoman, who was already looking nervously at the blonde, “Quite a quiet day we’re having, wouldn’t you say? You’re definitely not going to sell ALL those buns, so why not donate them to a very special cause?”

“Er, uhm… I don’t know…”

“Come on~!” Her grin as wide as her morals were small, “How about a trade? I could take a bun or two, and you’d get this very special, ultra rare, amazing pleasure stick?”

As she encroached on the latest victim, Cecily knew that any extra food would be going to that very special owner of a very special rod.

The very same person that tackled her to the floor out of nowhere.

“Oh my!” The bun seller gasped, watching as the two tumbled out of sight. With a squelch, the dildo landed on the top layer of buns, to which she shrugged and placed it under her bun shelf.

Meanwhile, Kazuma had finally pinned the scrappy blonde after a lot of scratches from the girl. He observed the two builders that had been chasing him run past the stalls thanks to ducking low to the ground when he briefly broke their line of sight.

“LET GO! I DIDN’T SELL YOU ANY-Oh, it’s you!” Cecily calmed as the dust settled and was greeted with the sight of Kazuma. Her casual flippancy from angry wasp creature to a purring hyena was not lost on the boy, “Hmm~ finally going to treat your number one fan to some rough play? My body is yours to fondle, good sir~”

“Shut it!” Kazuma barked, only slightly blushing at the suggestion, “Quit trying to sell those dildos! You’re impregnating everyone and bleeding me dry!”

“Of course I am.”

His finger pressed against her nose, “Don’t try to deny-! Oh…well, stop it!”

“No.” Her answer was short, to the point, and made Kazuma’s forehead vein bulge in irritation.

“I’ve already tackled you, do you want me to drop kick you as well?”

Her cackling laughter did not quell the beast inside Kazuma at all, though the annoyance and calmness of her attitude was enough to get the boy off of her. Stomping around trying to convince himself not to wildly attack her.

“Do you wanna know why you’re not gonna stop me, Kazuma?” Cecily’s smile was cocky, reaching into her top to bring out a single piece of paper.

He stamped his foot again, “No, fuck off with that Axis enrolment shit! Now’s not the FUCKING time!”

“Actually, for once, this isn’t about that. In my hands, I hold a copy of a piece of paper I have in a very secure location. Wanna take a look?” She stood up and offered the paper to him. With suspicion dripping through every pore of his being, Kazuma slowly moved forwards before quickly swiping the paper. When it didn’t immediately blow up in his hands, he skimmed through it…and bore witness to the bigger bombshell written on it.

“Buh… guh… snuh…”

Cecily grabbed his now slumping shoulders and brought him in a tight hug, “Tha~at’s right! I have in my possession the actual patent for your penis! I legally own its likeness, and I say the Kazudildos stay! You really should have patented it sooner if you didn’t want me to come get it.”

Instinctively, Kazuma ripped the paper into pieces. Even knowing it was a copy, the minor catharsis was still there. “Bullshit! There’s gotta be some legal workaround I can exploit to get the right of my own dick back!”

“Probably,” She shrugged, beginning to walk off back towards the bun seller, “But by then it’ll be too late. Everyone will already be using the wonderful schlong you have down there to breed themselves silly!”

He slammed his fists into his head for a bit in absolute frustration, “Wait, you may own my dick, but you don’t own my cum!”

“You’re right, I don’t.”

Kazuma’s shoulders slumped after the momentary victory, “Your tone indicates you knew I’d say that.”

“Right again, I did.” She beamed, once more getting out a piece of paper, “This time around, I really did legal up. Here’s the fine print you can see on the bottom of every Kazudildo.”

The piece of paper had a picture of the underside, but zoomed in about 200 times:

“...’warning, any and all pregnancies are the fault of the individual using this item. Only the user’s preferences are used when selecting the cum to shoot. The manufacturer is completely off the hook if you like Satou Kazuma’s cum the most’.” Kazuma read aloud before once more ripping up the page and hissing at the morally bankrupt nun. “This is bull, Cecily! Why do you even WANT me to impregnate the town?!”

That finally made the blonde pause, once more laughing under her breath in a way that gave Kazuma chills, “Why? The answer should be obvious, I’m almost insulted you’d even ask…this is all for you of course.”

As Cecily turned, her eyes reminded Kazuma of a certain “dere” type from back home that he always feared would be on the end of.

“I just want what makes your penis erect. That perfect slab of meat should be hard and proud all the time. Every second of every day, to stand loud and proud amongst all the others! So I need to keep you as horny as possible to keep it that way.” Her obsessive moans underlay her words, and the lack of personal space she gave Kazuma as she lumbered towards him made him quite scared, “Of course the whole town should be pregnant! The whole world needs to see how amazing your erection is, Kazuma! I’ll make sure all your fetishes are met and your tale is as wide as your perfect girth!” Her hand grabbed his dick through his pants roughly.

“You’ve lost your mind!” Kazuma shoved, Cecily just stumbling back with the same grin on her face.

“Don’t worry, Kazuma. I’ll make sure to give you lots of conjugal visits in prison.” She giggled, then spread her arms out wide and closed her eyes, Cecily accepted her fate. “Now, if it’ll make you hard, feel free to dropkick me till your heart’s content. I can take anything you throw at me!”

“THERE HE IS, GARY!”

When Cecily opened her eyes again, Kazuma was long gone. She shrugged and smiled. “Oh well. Must be off to Breeding Day!” And then she walked off to haggle the bun seller again.

The crowd was growing restless, and it was easy to see why. Luna was being brave but had yet to make the announcement that Kazuma was not returning. So many women were in the guild right now, and on the stage felt like the true hotseat as the three of us stood in front of everyone.

A chant started about ten minutes ago, repeating “Ka-zu-ma” over and over again. We still had the microphone to talk to everyone, but even that was hard to hear as Luna began speaking.

“E-everyone, please listen!” She spoke loudly, the chanting not stopping for even a second, “I’m afraid Breeding Day may be cancelled! Due to unforeseen circumstances, we will refund you any travel money it cost you to get here and apologise for any inconvenience that has arisen from this decision!”

All three of us bowed our heads, but nothing changed. The chanting was still going strong and the crowd of women had become no less frenzied.

“We are telling you that Master Satou Kazuma is not here! There will be no breeding today!” Sena said sternly as she grabbed the mic. The crowd chanted still.

“If you do not settle down, then I will be **** to make you leave!” I added with a loud crack of my knuckles. Even threats did not deter them. The call for Kazuma just repeated over and over again. “What’s wrong with them?”

“I’m not sure,” said a concerned Sena, stroking her chin, “They just want Kazuma…”

“Yes. They just want Kazuma.” Luna agreed, her voice slightly off as she suddenly started repeating, “Kazuma… Ka-zu-ma, Ka-zu-ma, Ka-zu-ma! KA-ZU-MA!”

I stumbled back with the blonde latching herself to me, apparently not upset that I wasn’t Kazuma, “Luna!? What are you-MPH!” Really not upset. Forcing her tongue into my throat and grabbing the back of my head roughly. I thought she was just upset and needed some consoling, but when I removed her from my mouth she just kept repeating his name. “What’s happening?!”

“Hmm, maybe I laid it on a bit too thick…” I heard someone say, easily identifiable as the only person not chanting Kazuma’s name. I turned around to see the psychic member of Sylvia’s troupe, Svobena. Waving happily at me as she sat down on the edge of the stage, “Oh, heeeyyy Darknessss~!”

“Svobena! Is this your doing?!”

“A little,” She admitted with a shrug, “I was hired by Luna to make the girls feel horny. But she also hired those guys up there,” The mind flayer pointed over to the snacks table, where some of Sylvia’s minions were pouring some sort of potion in the drinks.

“HEY!”

The pair looked defensive at my yell. “What?! We got hired to do this, okay?! Everyone here knows the food is spiked, it was on the waiver at the door!” He pointed over to another kobold with a clipboard collecting signatures. Luna really did put a lot of thought into this event…

Svobena tutted, “I tried to warn her that combining the aphrodisiac with my powers was too much, didn’t I?” She looked confused for a moment then yawned, “Actually, maybe I just dreamt that I did. Oopsie. Oh well, nap time…” The psychic stretched herself down on the stage.

“Wait, SVOBENA! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STOP THIS?!” I yelled as Sena joined Luna in on trying to take my armour off.

“Just get them to Kazuma… his dick can break the spell, probably…”

Of course. Why would I expect anything different on the day that we’re trying to NOT get people pregnant?

“KAZUMAAAA…”

I gulped at the roaring sound. “Uh oh… looks like Svobena wasn’t the only monster girl in the crowd…” I mumbled. Seeing a few rather tall females stand up and look rather hungry.

“Goddamn, these guys don’t give up!” Kazuma panted as he lurked in an alleyway. The builders were still searching high and low, determined to get the boy into their wives as quickly as possible.

One of the builders, Richard, cracked his knuckles threateningly, “Come out, Kazuma! Your dick’s my ticket to easy street! No more long shifts translating Gary for me!”

“Kh!”

“Oh Gary… you heard that…” Richard scratched the back of his neck, looking at a very tearful builder who’d made that noise, “Look, mate, I don’t mind doing it… I don’t know why I said that, I just-”

“Er ernderstend! Yer hert mer!” Gary quickly bolted out of sight.

“I don’t hate you!” Richard yelled while chasing him. “Gary, wait!”

After a minute, Kazuma deactivated lurk. “Well, that’s a freebie.” He shrugged, checking to see if the coast was c-

“KAZUMA!”

“GAH! KAZUMA NOT HERE!” He yipped, practically jumping out of his skin as he fell to the ground. After a few seconds of his heart bullying his ribs, he realised who’d said it. “For fuck’s sake, dumb goddess, why are you jumping out of alleyways?”

“Kazuma! I need to talk to you!” She pleaded, helping him up to his feet. “It’s important!”

After he dusted himself off, Kazuma put a hand on her shoulder with a serious expression, “Yeah, and I need to talk to you too.”

“Y-you do?!”

He nodded somberly for a second. Then he bonked her on the head.

“OW! WHY?!”

“That’s for destroying the mansion! The whole place is completely gone! Don’t you know how little money we have already?!”

He grumbled while stomping away, forgetting about the nearby builders who quickly took chase again. He never noticed the teary face of Aqua who just wanted to talk about their relationship…