Aerith and Robin Join The Harem

Sometimes, Rob could not believe how simple things had become. He almost could set things on cruise control, now that he had a better understanding and full confidence of his powers. Wanda and Zatanna had explained it to him in layman's terms. That his wish to make it the fate of his fictional beauties to be his slaves gave him an imperceptible, undeniable aura that triggered this fate. That allowed him to subvert their will and alter their personality with his presence, actions, and his words.

And the power seemed to be growing stronger.

He hardly had to do anything to **** Aerith and Nico Robin to submit. Sure, they offered some tacit resistance and looked uncomfortable at various points, but they never fought against him. Barely said a word against him, even when openly admitting to enslaving and fucking women, included their best friends. He probably didn't have to wait so long before pulling the trigger. If he really tried and applied himself, he was confident he could have broken both of them in an hour, but sometimes patience led to such wonderful rewards.

And the sight of Aerith Gainsborough, **** on his inordinately thick and huge cock was certainly a reward to be cherished. Rob leaned back and sighed, as he felt Aerith go up and down on his length, feeling everything from her soft lips wrapping around the fathead, to said head hitting the back of her mouth, to the rhythmic contractions of her throat swallow his shaft, all set to the triumphant score of Aerith's erotic gagging sounds.

"AGGLAK! GLLRGH!! GLLLGLGRGH!!!"

Specks of cum dotted her adorable face and hair, while black streaks ran down her eyes where her tears had ruined her makeup. Those vibrant green eyes were now dull and empty, her mind and soul now subsumed by Rob's supreme power and Aerith's own lust.

"SHSHLRRRRP!! GLAGHAAA!!! GLAAAK!!!"

Aerith's body wasn't even her own any more, as she did not deepthroat Rob under her own power. Instead, her long ponytail was wound around one of Tifa's fists, using it to puppet her friend into servicing their Master. Tifa's own eyes were hazy, too, clouded with the delirium of joy and lust, a small but fierce smile present to her lips. She was taking utter joy in pumping Aerith up and down upon Rob's cock, but it wasn't sadistic in any sense of the word.

"Oh, fuck, Aerith..." Tifa moaned into the ear of her fuckdrunk friend. "This is wonderful. If I knew how good it would feel to worship Master together, I would have sought you out ages ago. We can have so much fun with Rob, now. Just the three of us. Fuck, it's making me so wet..."

Rob - who had been fantasizing about a threesome with Aerith Gainsborough and Tifa Lockhart since 1998 - was over the moon. He beckoned Tifa forward, cupping her cheek while Tifa **** Aerith down the totality of Rob's cock, burying her face into his pubes. Aerith whimpered and thrashed, the first bit of life she had shown in nearly a half hour, but she could do nothing against Rob or Tifa.

"God damn, I love you, babe..." Rob gushed to Tifa, fawning over her, even as Aerith choked on his cock. "Honestly, I've had you and Nami for so long, sometimes I feel like I neglect you two. That I should have done something like this with you girls sooner."

"Oh, Master, you don't have to apologize for anything." With her free hand, Tifa placed it over Rob's hand, pinning it to her cheek. Aerith bucked around wildly like a rambunctious chocobo, so Tifa pressed even more of her weight and strength onto her. "We know you're so busy with your harem, none of us our too upset if we don't get all the time we want with you. And this... this makes up for all the lost time anyways."

The two then leaned forth and kissed, a beautiful and loving kiss between two people absolutely crazy about each other. Feeling no need to hold back, Rob groaned during the kiss, the guttural noise rumbling through Tifa and down her throat, while another guttural noise rumbled through Rob. His massive cock twitched wildly before releasing, all but drowning Aerith in a never-ending tide of cum. Aerith's entire body began to spasm and buck, undulating like a ribbon caught in a storm, as wave after wave of thick, hot seed was deposited down her swollen, stretched-out throat and into her belly.

With Rob finally given his release, Tifa yanked Aerith off of his cock, which promptly turned to it's normal size. Aerith gasped for air before **** violently. Tifa soothed her friend, looming above her and resting her heavy breasts atop Aerith's head.

"How do you feel, hun?" Tifa asked in a soft voice, stroking Aerith's hair. "Are you able to take more of Master's cock?" Hanging her head, Aerith was hyperventilating, huffing and puffing rapidly. But, eventually, she raised her head, eyes now full of vibrancy once more, a manic smile crossing her lips.

"Oh, holy fuck, yessssss!" Aerith hissed, licking her lips, body trembling with obvious eagerness, despite how brutally she had just been facefucked not minutes ago. "I want that big cock and I want your big rack, Tifa! Being a slut is the best thing ever, Master!"

Rob smiled, petting the top of Aerith's head. He wasn't complaining over how simple things were. He didn't necessarily need the thrill of the hunt to feel alive. Because the reward at the end of those hunts were worth anything and everything.

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While Rob had placed much focus on breaking down Aerith, what with her being more overtly rebellious to his charm, he had never once taken his eye off of Nico Robin. Not as her cool, composed demeanour crumbled and she succumbed to the sheer magnitude of Rob's masculine charisma.

And the reason why he never took an eye off of her was her powers. Robin was the wielder of a Devil Fruit, specifically the Hana-Hana Fruit, which allowed her to conjure duplicates of any of her body parts on any surface.

Any body part.

One only needed a modicum of perverted creativity to see the potential in such a power.

Not long after Tifa and Nami kissed their friends, the trigger which ultimately sealed their fate, Robin had summoned multiple copies of her arms to spread, finger, and rub her pussy, the bloom of arms all emerging from the leather couch. Then, when Rob and Tifa began to tag-team **** Aerith's mouth-pussy, Robin hit upon a different tact. Her myriad arms vanished in a cloud of flower petals, as she crossed her actual arms over her chest to invoke the Fruit's power.

"Dos Fleur Cunnilingus!"

Suddenly, two of Robin's heads popped up from the seat of the couch, perfectly positioned to be buried within the crotches of Nami and Robin. Almost immediately after manifesting, the two cloned heads leaned forwards and began to lap at the juicing pussies of the two women. Nami hummed like a well-tuned Ferrari, while Robin's reaction to this eerily erotic selfcestual act of oral sex was much more visceral, as she seemingly lost complete control of her mental faculties, body going limp and slack against the back of the couch, tongue lolling out, the only occasional bout of movement being for her hips to buck against her cloned head.

"Mmmm, yeah! Fuck, Robin, this is great! Tell me, how does it feel to lick your own cunt and feel it on your other tongue?" Nami called out cheerfully. Robin's only response was to drool and moan and sink further into the plush leather.

Despite the versatility of the Hana-Hana Fruit in combat, reconnaissance, and to assist in more mundane or recreational activities, it did have one major weakness: any feedback or stimulus inflicted to Robin's cloned body parts would be reflected on the actual body part. That meant a cut or burn on a copied arm would immediately appear on Robin's real arm. However, when applied to the realm of sex, such a drawback became a huge disadvantage, as Robin could feel and taste the sumptuous texture and bouquet of her own pink cunt through both her copied tongue and her real tongue. Such a brutal feedback loop had absolutely fried Robin's brain, fully completely her transformation from an emotional reserved and calm woman into a slutty pile of woman-shaped goo.

From the other side of the couch, as Aerith and Tifa serviced him, Rob enjoyed the show, but it wasn't before long that he had the desire to show off his powers to raven-haired beauty.

Robin eventually licked herself to orgasm, shuddering to release before quickly dismissing her second head. She took a moment to recover when a second Rob appeared next to her, throwing an arm around Robin and giving one of her heavy, soft breasts a squeeze. The tiflesh squished into his hands like memory foam, with Robin moaning and instinctively moving closer to Rob.

However, when she opened her eyes, she was surprised to see both the Rob beside her, and the Rob being deepthroat by Aerith on the other side of the couch. Nami quickly slipped into Rob's other arm, kissing him and giving Robin a sly smile and a wink.

"You're not the only one with powers, Robin." She said, Robin only nodded listlessly, eyes agog now that she was so close to his mighty cock.

"Hmm? Do you like it?" Rob asked. As if responding to his need and Robin's attentiveness, his thick cock twitched slightly.

"Ah, yes indeed, sir." Robin said, offering a soft smile and seeming almost like her old, typical self. "It is... very handsome. Dark, powerful, alluring. Addicting. It is no wonder you have so many women falling over themselves to be your slaves."

"You're far too kind, Robin." Rob returned, releasing Nami and Robin from his grasp and standing up. "And, hey, if you like one of them, then I have a treat for you."

In a single heartbeat, numerous Robs appeared from thin air, all converging on Nico Robin. All with an erect cock, presented for her and crowding her with them. To her credit, Robin did not balk or blush. A knowing smile came to her face as she crossed her arms once more.

"Cuatro Fleur Handjob!"

Four additional arms sprouted from Nico Robin's back and sides, as she now resembled some beautiful Hindu goddess. With an all-too casual elegance and grace, she splayed her six arms around her in a wide circle, rolling each of her thirty fingers through the air, before taking hold of the six mighty cocks before her. Her long, nimble fingers danced along its length and thickness, Robin letting out a shuddering sigh as her tactile senses were overloaded with the glory of Rob's cock.

"Truly wonderful..." Robin marveled, eyes fluttering half-shut in rapturous pause. She seemed both overwhelmed and overjoyed not just by Rob's cock but the sheer sexual thrill of applying her powers in such a manner. "I wish I had met a man like you years ago, Master. To think my powers could have such perverted potential." She said in hushed, heat tones, as she began to stroke and pump the six cocks in her grasp.

A seventh Rob appeared in front of Robin, smirking, before taking her by her impossibly concave waist, forcing her to stand from the couch. "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet..." As then an eight Rob appeared sitting on the couch, on the same spot Robin just occupied. She was pushed back to sit on Rob's lap, who quickly speared his newest pet with his cock. Robin's entire body rocked from the jolt of pleasure, her six-fold grasp becoming ironclad for a brief moment, earning appreciative grunts from the other Robs.

And if that weren't enough, Nami was bodily thrown towards Robin, as well, the orange-haired vixen bent at the waist while their titanic titties mashed and clashed, Rob numero seven taking his first **** from behind.

"By the time I'm done with you Robin, you're going to be a perfect little fucktoy, just like Nami here, isn't that right sweetie?"

"AAAAAH! Yes Master!" Nami's tongue lolled out, her hot cunt juicing almost instantly as she was roughly fucked. "Oh fuck, it's the best Robin! So good! I love being a horny, busty slut for Master and so will you!"

"Ah, yes.... a horny, busty slut for Master..." Robin repeated, absent-mindedly, as she continued to stroke and bet the garden of penises about her. Fingers and palms rubbed over slick shafts, committing the texture and weight to memory, even as the various Rob's **** them to grow, thicken and lengthen during Robin's tender ministrations. They also made no attempt to fight an orgasm, the cocks firing off haphazardly like malfunctioning cannons, showering both Robin and Nami with hot, sticky strands of cum. Along Robin's face and hair and chest, and all over Nami's hair and back. So startlingly hot that its first contact almost burned Robin's flushed, sweaty skin. So toxically potent that Robin could feel herself swooning from the fumes wafting from the puddles of jizz spattering her body.

Her hips bucked, as she bounced up and down on Rob's lap, her tight, sweet cunt clamping down on his perfect cock harder than her hands could ever imagine. And, much to her joy and pride, Rob loved it.

"God damn! I mean, I know you're only thirty, but that's plenty older than most of my sluts, and I love smooth, mature pussies like yours, babe. I should have had Nami fetch you the morning after I made her my bitch! I love your erotic body, Robin! We're gonna have lots of fun from now on!"

Robin's response was a long, muffled moan, her tongue stretched out to it's limit while she held two cocks close to her face, so that their next cumshot would slather her tongue in ooey, gooey, yummy seed. At the same time, Rob flooded her pussy with cum, causing a violent tremor to shoot through her body in the form of a mind-blowing orgasm. And, if that weren't enough, Nami was cumming once more, her entire body shaking like a California earthquake, and those good vibrations transferring into Robin as well, rocking her body and her poor cock-addled mind even more.

In the end, both Nami and Robin were dumped onto the floor, the center of an all-Rob circle jerk, the eight clones painting the girls in white. Nami held her tongue and hands out to scoop up as much delectable cum as possible, while Robin and her multiple arms were rubbing it into her skin like it was lotion.

"Fuck, Master... I think you broke her." Nami commented after finishing her feast. "Not surprising, I guess. That's how most girl's first night end..."

"No...no..." Robin groaned, stirring in a pool of cum that covered her entire six-foot-plus frame from head to toe. "I want more... need more... have more to show you... Master..."

Rob gave her a quick nod, silently assenting to her desire, eager to see what his newest **** had in mind. With brittle, sluggish movement, Robin once more crossed her arms.

"Cien Fleur Orgy!"

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"Big titties, big cock! Big titties, big cock! Big titties, big cock! Big titties, big cock! Tehehehe, oh fuck, I think I'm drunk~"

Aerith was definitely drunk. Between the amount of liquor she had ingested and her slight, waifish body, there was no way she couldn't. But it wasn't just the **** that was affecting her system. Between Rob's majesty and getting fucked silly, it was a miracle that she was even able to babble on about her love for being pounded by big, thick dick and suckling on fat, bouncy boobies.

Rob held Aerith by her slender waist and willowing hips, pumping to her sweet honeypot, pounding up against her cute, shapely butt. But even as her body trembled and shook in his grasp, her hot holes convulsing and spasming and squirting, all of her focus and attention was on the woman in front of her. Aerith had her face buried in Tifa's massive bust, squeezing and cuddling and nuzzling and licking and sucking and slobbering all over her fat, perfect, heavenly fuckpillows. For her part, Tifa took her friend's new obsession in stride, holding Aerith in her arms, stroking her hair, and letting her have all the fun she wanted with her awesome rack.

It didn't hurt that Aerith was proving quite skilled her her tongue and lips and fingers, Tifa cooing eagerly as if to urge her friend on.

"Mmm, oh Aerith, we should have done this ages ago..." Tifa said dreamily, Aerith sucking on one fat nipple while kneading the other breast in both hands. "I never knew you were this big a boob woman."

"Boobs are awesome!" Aerith said breathlessly, releasing the nipple with a loud, wet POP. "And big boobs are more awesome! I was always jealous of your rack, Titty - oops, Tifa! I totally wanted to play with them. Fuck, all women should have big bouncy boobies like you Titty, they're just the best!"

"Well, tell you what, as long as we're both Master's sexslaves, you can play with my tits as much as you want, whenever you want~"

"Yay! I love you Titties!" Aerith giggled drunkenly before going back to suckling on Tifa's nipple.

Another hot load of cum was dumped in Aerith's pussy, causing the newly minted **** to whine and moan, pinned between Master's cock and Tifa's tits. Rob and Tifa hardly reacted at all, instead sharing a knowing glance over Aerith's body.

"What?" Rob asked innocently, even though he could almost read what was behind those sparkling wine red eyes.

"I know what you're thinking, Master." Tifa said, stroking Aerith's braid, lovingly. Almost protectively. "You want to give a huge set of knockers, don't you?"

"Eh, the thought passed my mind once or twice, I'll admit."

"Then, may I ask something of you?"

Rob lowered his head, a serious look coming to his face. "Tifa, you know I'd do anything for you." Tifa returned his expression with a gracious smile.

"Yes, I know, but..." she looked down at Aerith. "She's my best friend, I wanted to make sure. Don't put her through the Pink Room. It's already strange enough to see her like this when she's drunk. Even if you only give her slight exposure, I don't want her turning into some giggly ditz. I love Aerith for Aerith, small chest or not."

In all honesty, the thought of exposing Aerith to the Pink never crossed his mind. Still, he honoured Tifa's wish and assuaged her concerns. "I'll give Aerith the tits of her dreams, trust me, but you have my word it won't be through the Pink Room."

Then, with a knowing smile which escaped Tifa's notice, Rob mentally made a note that Aerith would soon need a doctor's appointment...

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By the power of the Hana-Hana Fruit and Robin's hand, a garden of carnal delight had bloomed in Rob's little loft.

The walls of the loft were now covered in copies of Robin's body parts. Pairs of tits blossomed from the wall, along with her ass and thighs, complete with dripping pussy and winking anuses. Mouths and pussies now covered surfaces, serving as organic gloryholes. And, to cap it off, copies of Robin's arms grew everywhere, with more mouths and pussies growing in the centre of their palms.

It was creepy, bordering on horrifying, yet still strangely erotic, in an alien, fantastical, and almost impossible way.

But, to Rob, above all else, it was beautifully glorious.

Wasting no time, he matched Robin, cock for hole, marshalling himself and his clones and storming the room, occupying every gaping, welcoming hole they could find. He and his clones pressed against the far walls, looking as if they were humping the pair walls, as their great girth covered the fleshy, fetish-y protrusions growing from them.

The lower ends were taken first, hips and thighs jutting out just far enough to offer fleshy handholds and allow for maximum thrust. The phantom tits came next, some being tweaked or sucked on, while others were mashed and squeezed together, fat cocks rubbing in between the valley of Robin's perfect hooters. Then came the individual holes, Robin's personal glory holes. Ravishing, famished mouths whose tongues twirled and teased, and plush, warm inviting pussies. There Robs splayed all over the room, humping the wall or laying flat on the floor and fucking these holes.

The most adventurous came to the stalks of hands with their palm-held orifices, using them like creepy, living fleshlights. They held them by slender wrists, lowering the drooling openings to their cocks, impaling them mercilessly. The fingers twitched wildly and uselessly as they were fucked, as cum was deposited down them into parts unknown. Throats and cunts which served as the interior of these arms.

It was symphony of grunts and moans, as the Robs proceeded through the garden like cavemen, not even bothering with compliments or pithy comments on the fucked-upness of the situation. There was far too much to enjoy. Far too much Robin to enjoy and fuck and use. There was nothing else but his pleasure to be had in this room.

And, of course, through it all, the original Nico Robin felt everything - everything! Scores of assholes, pussies, tits, and mouths, all being used simultaneously, roughly and mercilessly fucked, stretched, and ruined, pumped full of cock and cum.

And she felt everything.

Every touch, every thrust, every twitch, every prod, every fluid micrometer of seed. Robin had all of those sensations feedback into her all at once. If the self-cunnilingus fried her brain, then this orgy nuked it. Utterly ravaged it. Robin was lying in a puddle of cum, eyes crossed and unfocused, drooling and twitching like a braindead invalid. Absolutely without thought or autonomy. Nothing more than a glorified sexdoll. It was a miracle that she had the wherewithal to consciously maintain her copied body parts. But, still, despite all of that, Robin was smiling brightly.

Nami was her only comfort during all of this, cuddling with her friend, kissing her, enjoying the show as their Master brutally **** her best friend. She too was smiling.

"See, Robin, between our slutty bodies and especially your freaky powers, we were always meant to be horny, eager fuckdolls. Welcome to the harem, sis~"

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Hours passed before Rob finally decided he had his fill. His private loft in Barely Legal was windowless, but he was pretty confident the sun had come up. The room reeked of sex and was covered in a thick layer of his cum and other fluids donated by his four ladies. Even by his standards, this was a mess. However, he was far too engrossed with surveying the scene of his carnage to care.

Two new slaves and an unforgettable night of some of the best sex he had ever had. Maybe he should take his sluts on dates more often?

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I've noticed the last few chapters have not gotten the hits they normally get. I'm sure this is due to a combination of my sabbatical and people being intimidated by a 100+ chapter long story thread, but I'm going to experiment with upload days, instead of my typical Saturday. Just to see if anything changes on that front.

But we got two more members to the harem! Next chapter will be a sort of capstone to this, along with some alterations to the harem structure. Some ladies I want to use more, and some need their roles expanded upon or changed. Until then, take care!