Threes and Company

I woke up laying back on a very overcrowded throne. Apparently Argent and Electra had gotten up while I slept and managed to crowd on top of me with their sister without waking me and now all three of them were draped about me like a sexy blanket. I'd be sure to spank them later, but for now I looked at their lush pregnant bodies with my God's Eye to see each was now carying three Succubi daughters. So less powerful than they or I but Succubi weren't bad, and the more Succubi I put out the better chance Halicarnassus got wind of what I was doing and decided to take a look for herself. Nothing gets the attention of a barren Grand Succubis than a whole bunch of baby ones. And her belly would look a whole lot more sexy with one of my brands on it. This thought didn't get me a mental chuckle in return but a thoughtful Hmmmm. Nope, not going to let that worry me at all...

My HUD was still flashing again. I really needed to stop going to sleep with that going, couldn't be good for my sleep. Lets see: Monster level increased, Defensive advancement. Monster level increased, Dungeon advancement. Monster level increase, Offensive upgrade. Three whole Monster Levels, this was a morning for threes it would seem. My resistance to fire from being a Devil had been upgraded to a limited immunity. I didn't know what that meant but luckily my HUD filled out more info when I toggled it. Immunity to true fire and high resistance to enhanced fires such as Holy Fire, Hellfire, and Black Flames. That could definitely come in handy. As for my dungeon I got more rooms again, though only two this time, a kitchen and a dairy. My subconscious hard at work again I see. The kitchen opened up off of the bedroom and looked like something for a good sized restaurant. The dairy opened up from one side of the great hall, where I had had the cow pen installed in fact. The milkers in the dairy looked almost modern but I assumed ran on magic instead of electricity, they even had pipes that ran to cold storage in the kitchen. The room that had had the sink and drain were gone, the kitchen opened up in their place, which was fine having much expanded water and disposal facilities in it. And offense had given me a Black Flame Aura, which apparently meant in close combat I could wreath myself in Black Flames when I attacked. Which was different from Hellfire somehow. There was also something else. The first time my monster level had gone up I'd thought I felt something like an echo, so small if it wasn't for Carnachias voice already intruding I'd not have noted it. This time it was back, and bigger. I almost felt like I could reach out to it but then it was gone. Strange.

Once I'd removed the sleepy pregnant bodies from my throne so I could get up I checked on my Dwarven calves. Another three in this being their third day so I could get a better idea on their growth progress. Looked like they would reach full grown in slightly less than a month, not bad. And that told me if I tried for full blooded Beast Kin they'd probably take about a week. Of course full Cow Girls would take up a whole lot more room than my Dwarven hybrids did. I also realized I was getting all daughters because so far I had only chosen races that only had females. Duh.

After playing with the calves for a bit, they were really quite affectionate and didn't Moo very loudly at all, I turned my attention to their mother. Not wanting more **** in our milk source I just looked deep into her eyes until her crystal blues had gone pure white. I then unblocked her ability to talk and after taking off her feed bag woke her with a snap.

"Good morning little one. You can talk again by the way, and I've got some questions for you."

"Yes my lord! Thank you my lord! I've always wanted to be turned into someone's cow but was too ashamed to look for an opportunity, I'm so very thankful you did this to me. Ask me anything, anything at all!" She got out in a rush.

"The sword, body, and crypt in the hills. What do you know of them?"

"I don't recognize the body my lord, but it's obviously a nobles armor. And the sword, the blue glow, only one noble Dwarven house uses weapons with a blue glow to them. House Steelroot. They are the ruling clan of the nearest Dwarven city and the nearby mines and manufactory belong to them. The crypt has to be the lair of The Bonehorror. Everyone knows not to go in but of course some young hotshot noble is going to anyways."

"The Bonehorror? What do you know of it?"

"They say the crypt was once the resting place of respected Dwarven dead until it got too crowded and the bones rebelled. They say that the bones joined to created a terrible undead monstrosity that killed anyone that entered and added their bones to it making it bigger and stronger, that it would rampage across the countryside killing and consuming all it found but it had made itself too big to get out. They say there are also bone servants of the monster that roam the outer corridors armed with the equipment of the honored dead. Everyone in the guild knew not to go in for any prize, that no one ever comes out again. He must have been really good to die outside far enough they didn't drag him back in. Or maybe they were waiting until he was just bones."

"Or maybe he killed enough of the servants there weren't any left to." I mused "So it's another Dungeon, and one practically right on top of mine. I'm going to have to do something about that. I'm going to leave you able to talk, but I expect to hear nothing but Mooing unless I ask you something first. Understood?"

"Mooo..."

"Good girl."

I stood and went to see the new kitchen. A Dungeon tough enough to kill a Dwarven champion hmmm. Couldn't send the girls in, not even once their daughters were big enough to accompany them. Succubi did best against foes they could charm and distract, or ambush, which wasn't undead. Electra could be handy throwing fire which undead were weak against but not alone. No, I was going to have to deal with this myself taking Electra and my guardian as back up. And that meant being able to get outside.

As I entered the kitchen I set the Dungeon to open a shaft to the surface straight up from the great hall. Something that would open only at the roof of the fortress with a hinged cover for concealment. The girls looked up from their meal of mountain goat at the sound of stone groaning and seeing me were all smiles.

"DAD!"

This was a big room, bigger than the bedroom, library, and armory combined. One half held stoves, sinks, and metal cabinets that had to be the magical equivelent to refrigerators. Also a ton of pot, pans, and assorted utensils. Even a cabinet of what looked to be fine china plates and bowls, no more eating off of wood then. The other nearer end had several large tables, one sized for me, with chairs that could seat a dozen people easy. As I sat at the big table the cook began to gather a large assortment of cooked meats for me on a silver platter and the girls flew up landing gracefully despite their full bellies on the table top around me.

"So what did the cow have to say? Is it a crypt? Can we explore it? Is there stuff to kill?!" They all asked at once, talking over each other.

Waving them quiet I explained what I had learned and that for now it was still too dangerous, that they weren't going in regardless while gravid, and that I would check it out first but definitely have then along for the ****. Which was greeted by assorted Awww's and eventually cheers.

While I crunched into my meal I noted that the girls breasts looked swollen compared to yesterday. I thought to myself they shouldn't have milk surely, their children would be born adults just as they had been, why would they need to lactate? So I reached out and gave Glory's right breast a squeeze and she laughed as Argent got a face full of milk and fell over with a shriek. Huh, odd. Electra leaned over and licked her sister clean while I enjoyed Glory's milk with my breakfast.

I was finishing up, having drank from all three daughters to be fair, when another chime announced a intruder in the Dungeon. Dungeon vision showed my an old human man standing at the entrance next to a small pushcart with a body in it. Well middle aged I guess, God's Eye showing him to be only in his mid 30's though he certainly looked older from my otherworldly perspective. The same age as the scrawny woman tied up in his cart. She looked even older than he did with hair gone completely grey and with wrinkled skin, and not in a good way. If this was the first "sacrifice" brought to my door I was very disappointed. Certainly not a child at least but I may have to try to amend the curse perameters. And not a trap either, God's Eye showed no one else around besides these two. A low level miller and tied up apothecary. Hmm, well at least she had a useful skill. Maybe I could youthen her? That seemed kinda like light magic but maybe if it was part of a bimboification process? Well with the hidden shaft in place I was going to give him a up close and personal audience and if he couldn't do better than this scraggly hag the only blessing he was going to get from me was ****.

He was smart. or just canny, enough to have stayed in the doorway so he'd have an escape route when something came up from below. Not that that did him any good as I landed behind him with a loud crunch of stone. He turned and seeing me fell to his knees and started crying. Ugh. The woman had seen me drop down and was trying to scream but he had also been smart enough to gag her, one point for him I guess.

"Who are you to come before my lair with such a pitiful offering worm? SPEAK!"

Oh great, I know that smell, he's pissed himself. I'm supposed to start a cult with this? Goddess preserve me. He groveled and, sputtered and, whined before getting out anything coherent.

But Finally "Great One please! I know she's not young, or good looking, but she's a virgin! And she lives beyond the edge of town, by the time anyone notices she's missing there won't be any trace of her going."

Great, he's a coward to boot. Well to be expected the curse would take root in a wretch like this.

"You think the village apothecary won't be missed? Fool! Tell me you can bring me a young nubile sacrifice or the stones will be drinking your blood by daylight!"

"Great One please! I can, I can bring you my daughter. She's young and good looking though dumb as a stump. But my wife, my wife will turn the whole town out looking for her if I do. I thought you'd accept a virgin and I know my sister has never lain with a man, she was too busy with her studies when young and none will touch her now. Please."

This guy had brought his own sister to be sacrificed and was willing to do the same for his daughter? Ugh. And I'm the monster. okay, okay I could use this. I needed intel on the town regardless and spineless could still be useful. Doubly so if I marked the sister and made her help.

"You may live yet if I get answers I like wretch. How many guards in this little town, and it's name as well?"

"No more than a dozen my Lord. Mostly lazy layabouts that wouldn't bother with a simple girl that's gone missing. The mayors daughter though, she's the head of them and a cast iron bitch she is too. She'd lead a search for sure, and it's Bogbay Great One. We call it that cause the river opens up like a bay and past the town is all bog."

Hmmm. Interesting. "How many of the guards are women?"

"Three or four of them my Lord."

"Which is it idiot, three or four." This moron was getting on my last nerve, I may feed him to my daughters yet. And I noted he still had yet to mention his name.

"Three! Three Great One, but there's a Cleric from the temple that always hangs with them and she'd be sure to come along on anything the other women did so four. And only two of thems real guards. The thirds just a freak that throws fire, don't wear proper armor."

"Elaborate."

"The smith's daughters a great big half orc he claims he found and adopted but no one believes it, she's got his same red hair. Carries a sword bigger than I am he made for her too. The freak claims to be human and mostly looks it but her eyes and hair burn like fire, well mostly glow like embers unless she's mad. She grew up here and her parents claim she's really theirs but I knows a changeling when I sees one."

"And the temple in town, any particular god? Same for the Cleric."

"Just of The Light my Lord, no one worships anything in particular around here. Except me my lord, I worship you. I do, I swear."

"Mmhmmm. And what blessing would you ask for your sister and daughter after I've dealt with the guard. What do you think you deserve after I've had to do your work for you?"

"Please my Lord I beg of you, it's my wife. She's on my ass constantly harping and bitching up a storm, and she was so sweet and quiet when we were young. I just want my wife back the way she was before our useless daughter was born." A hen pecked misogynist, classic and pathetic, but he would spread the curse to others.

I lifted up the sisters blouse baring her stomach and laid my hand over it. "Fine. It will be done, but first I have things for the two of you to do."