Way more.

Seamus looked in his app and looked at the count. Nice! His per purchase limit had increased to 300, although with the current count again showing a maximum with a plus. Clicking on it, at first he thought he was seeing something wrong because it was showing him having at least quadruple the amount needed to max out his limit. But backing out and coming back in didn't change the number and Seamus sighed.

Seamus had three hours to figure out how to spend about 1300 gems, or the app was going to have a field day selecting random things on his behalf. Looking at the daily add count, it had shot sky high too. If only the limit had increased enough, he'd have enough every day to remove a Custom Girl, but that wasn't in the cards yet. Apparently, having this many Custom Girls was a phenomenal way of earning gems. But then again, he had the 34 CG from before this whole thing started again (yesterday?!), Ailis, Alice, Vavnagal, Na, Nazps, Gina, the two babysitters, and two more from work. He probably shouldn't be surprised that forty-four custom girls would give him this much.

Alice was looking over his elbow while he looked next through the list for Nazps. Permanently clear skin and healthy organs for his entire Custom Girl group as an upgrade after his purchase for Nazps ran him only 15 gems. Funny, given how much it cost to give just her healthy clear skin, and the healthy organs customization for her had been 50 in addition.

"Sir?" A very high pitched, quiet feminine voice interjected in his thinking.

"Yes?" Seamus looked up to see a 5'2" blonde, wearing the same skimpy cheerleading outfit as the rest of the team. She was wearing a midriff-baring crop halter top with a cut out from just above the tops of the breasts down to halfway between the areola line and the start of the nipple itself, an underboob cut out that did the same below the nipple, with three 1" diameter 1/16" thick interlocking O-rings holding the inner edges of the nipple panel together. The college animal mascot had its mouth open, teeth looking sharp and ready to bite her right nipple and the college letters bracketing the other nipple. She also had a pleated, high cut on the thighs skirt with a just barely long enough front pleats to preserve her modesty, along with white ankle boot sneakers and knee high sheer white stockings. She was very athletic, and even though with how little the top covered it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, he could tell she had to normally wear at least a DD cup.

Realizing he had been rather zoned out while she had been talking, Seamus quickly replayed what she had just said in his head and answered her question. "Wait, why do you need to have sex with me?"

"Um...Sir, you know I can't wear clothes the next day unless we have sex before midnight! It's this medical condition that I have. I know it terribly inconveniences you, but I really need to be able to wear clothes for the whole day, so, um, could you please use my..." mumble..., "I mean, I know I keep asking for it and it's a huge burden to you but I really need to be about to wear clothes all day and I can't afford to get pregnant yet so the eight hours I get for a..." very quietly said: "blowjob... just isn't enough time, so please would you use my..." mumble...

She was blushing so hard during the entire discussion Seamus figured something with the app was likely impacting her emotions in addition to her need to trade sex for permission to wear clothes, but he'd need to look into it later. "Um, Sarah, right?"

She looked shocked but nodded and ducked her head and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry, I thought you knew my name. I mean we've had..." very quietly said the next word... "sex... at least fifty times in the past month and a half..."

"Sarah, I'm sorry, my memory is a little fuzzy on the past twenty years so you'll have to pardon me while I work through regaining it. Okay, yes, but it'll have to be after I visit someone else already waiting for me." Seamus winced at how that sounded but Sarah's eyes widened, her mouth opened and closed wordlessly, but then she nodded and curtsied, before blushing furiously, letting go of the skirt she had lifted during the curtsy to pull her amazingly sturdy top well above her breasts for a quietly counted out loud five seconds, swiftly tugged her top back down over her breasts and quickly jogged back to her teammates, holding her skirt down as she ran.

Seamus shook his head but knew he would be in a bind if he tried to wait until closer to midnight to make his purchases, and he still needed to go through whatever ritual was required to bring back the three assassinated succubi, and now apparently having sex with one of his former/returned harem members. But, he didn't want to add any more issues to Ailis' plate, and with her severe discount, Alice wouldn't even come close to helping out without massive numbers of changes, so he pulled up Na. Her list had a fun one: Tail Aware: User will always know what the Custom Girl is thinking and feeling by reading her tail. Only 10 gems, but when adding it to his entire Custom Girl group the cost ran up to 200, perfect!

"Eek!" Ailis shrieked. "What did you do?"

Seamus looked up to see her sporting a new fluffy tail that matched the color of her hair, but it had pushed her skirt up in the process. Now her entire butt was showing. And her four foot tail was shouting at him with every swish that she was incredibly embarrassed. Looking over, he could see Alice now had a tail as well... "Oops." Then he paled. Oh crap. All Custom Girls just got a tail, including the ones at work... And the two babysitters, and Gina... He should have read the description a bit closer-he'd thought it meant the group could read her tail, not everyone getting a tail.

Seamus looked up and saw the entire cheerleading team had tails, some had cat tails, some dog, some horse, some had fluffy bunny tails. He sighed. Maybe if he upgraded it? Looking at the upgrade options, it allowed him to select which tail per Custom Girl, for another 200. Better than nothing. Next upgrade modified the tails so they would be erogenous zones, for a mere 50. Well, in for a penny, in for a pound. Next upgrade made it so the Custom Girl wasn't allowed to cover it up by clothing - pass. It was worth another 150, but it would definitely cause too much difficulty.

Seamus looked around the group and realize they were all waiting patiently on him. Well, his guards were waiting patiently, but Ailis was looking anxious, tugging at her fluffy cat tail. "Ailis? You okay?"

"Yeah, just not looking forward to my next game. I really need to win this one." Ailis suddenly asked, "may I go masturbate in whatever room is mine here? I'd like to see about removing one of my punishment words."

"Sure. Which one are you trying to remove?" Seamus asked.

Suddenly very enamored with the toe of her high heel shoe, Ailis replied: "Sexology."

Blinking, Seamus replied: "Ah." He let the pregnant pause continue a moment.

"Ahem. I can't study without having a penis in me while sitting on a tutor/teacher/or TA's lap, and I can't transfer knowledge from short term memory to long term memory without swallowing sperm from that same person." Ailis reluctantly said in a rush.

His face awash with the sympathy he felt, Seamus said: "Go, yes, try to get rid of that one."

Ailis nodded and rushed out of the room, her high heels clicking like mad, her skirt swishing and fluttering up with every step.

Seamus then looked at Alice and said: "Say the word and this quest to bring them back ends here. She's a true demon, and I don't think being married to her is going to end well, but it's the only way I can see through to resolving my ethical dilemma whilst bringing them back."

Alice sighed. "I'd love to say no to adding her. I get the feeling from the group here I should say no. But I know you, this'll eat at you and eat at you and you'll feel guilty and punish yourself for something that isn't your fault."

Seamus winced and fidgeted, but put a hand on her shoulder: "True, to both counts. I'm sorry."

A sad smile crossed her face and Alice said: "I love you for trying to he ethical and trying to do the right thing. I just sometimes wish you'd give in and let my jealousy win every once in a while."

Seamus nodded and caressed her cheek. "I get insanely jealous too, you know that."

Alice laughed. "Ha! You show me off in a heartbeat and get all puffed up when another guy checks me out in the grocery store." At the look on his face she continued: "I know, I know, it's the whole: 'I've got something you can't have but want' mentality that boosts your ego."

Seamus looked at Alice apologetically.

Alice said: "None of that now, I love that you love being proud I'm your wife." She leaned in close and kissed him on the lips, wincing a bit in pain as the arch pulled on the chains. "Now, go bed that harlot and make her an honest demon."

"Yes dear." Seamus turned and saw that Vavnagal was talking with the cheerleading group. Hopefully that would resolve the whole time jump thing, but that was a tomorrow problem. Bringing back a few guards that died on his behalf? That was a today problem.

He looked through the rest of his Lich list for anything that might be useful and found three more: Wet and Wild: Custom Girl is always wet and ready for sex. Another 50 down. Trojan: Tight like a glove without the plastic. Another 15 down. And one that would help immensely: Siphon: User may siphon abilities and magic from Custom Girl to use her abilities as his own *Warning: Does not confer knowledge of process, only the ability and well of access to do so. 300-and that brought him within sight of finishing off his total!

No! He saw multiple notifications appearing: Congratulations! One Custom Girl hit 500 spent! Have 250 on us! One Custom Girl hit 1000 spent! Have 500 on us! Limit raised to 400. Daily count increased by 25.

Groaning, Seamus was walking down yet another hallway in this gigantic palace of a home when he heard passionate cries and a final: 'Yes! YES! YES! OH GIVE IT TO ME DADDY, UH-HUH! THERE, RIGHT THERE, I'VE BEEN SUCH A NAUGHTY GIRL! OH, PUNISH ME, MAKE ME YOURS! YES, YES, YES, YEEEEESSSSSSS!' And a final inarticulate scream of passion echoed down the hallway.

"Ahem." Seamus cleared his throat as he heard Ailis' voice in a way half his memories loved and the other half shied away from. Yet another tomorrow problem. Seriously, even with his memories, Seamus couldn't wrap his mind around that particular kink anymore. BDSM? Sure! Breathplay? If done safely, carefully, sure... Other people engaging in consensual Little/Big relationships-no problems. But him engaging in a Daddy/Daughter roleplay just felt off now, especially having half his memories being, well, raising her was, again, the wrong term because she was somehow perpetually his 18 year old daughter in his memories, but argh! Why can't life be simple?

How to balance his ethics of being married to every woman he'd had sex with if one of those was Ailis, a woman he'd had sex with before she was his daughter in his memories? Seamus was starting to hate the fact he had ever come into contact with the succubi and Vavnagal. He sighed. No. He didn't. He just hated the situation.

Seamus sighed again. Then stopped walking and realized he had no idea where he had gone. So he ran his tracks back in his head and found the turn he had needed to make, he thought, five corridors back. At least, that was the one that seemed to lead to the central tower which is where he would put a master bedroom suite... Then he realized he had never asked anyone where his bedroom was. "Heh. Is my bedroom in the central tower and was the turn to get there five corridors back?" He asked into the crowd of guards around him.

At the numerous bows and nods, Seamus turned around and made his way back to the correct turn and then started up the narrow, winding circular staircase. Seven flights further up, Seamus was happy he no longer had stamina issues, otherwise he would be panting like crazy by now. Opening first one large, imposing stone door at the top of the stairs, then walking through a large atrium and through another large imposing door, he looked around this room and again saw no bed there. Seamus also saw no other doorways.

This room was gigantic - filled with kneeling statues of succubi holding various weapons in outstretched hands, mostly swords, but there were a few naginata, halberds, war axes, spears, javelins, war hammers, urumi, longbows, atlatl's, crossbows, and many, many more weapons spanning the oldest to the most modern, from bullwhips to floggers, from muskets to shotguns. But by far, the largest contingent of weapons evidenced were blades between 16"-48" long. Those were held by the statues horizontally whereas the polearms and the like were held vertically. Seamus tried to come up with a weapon he could think of that could be held or operated by hand that wasn't in the room and couldn't think of one. There were even mountain guns next to statues of succubi holding linstocks.

One of the guardswomen walked between the statues over to a bookcase on one wall and pushed a bust of Seamus on a shelf at just below head height over at the neck, and the entire floor to 25' high ceilinged bookcase swiveled out of the way. Seamus walked in to an even larger room that had to be at least a hundred feet on each side, walls thirty feet high with the close ceiling arching up to a grand dome in the middle some twenty feet across and forty feet high, books on every topic he could name lining more bookcases on every wall space between the floor to ceiling stained glass windows that looked out onto multiple individual balconies.

Looking out over the railing of one balcony, Seamus saw a desert stretching to the horizon, the next balcony overlooked an ocean, the next had views of a glacier between massive mountains, the next overlooked an old growth forest, the last balcony before getting back around to the entrance bookcase side had views in space. As in, he was looking out on the horsehead nebula; stars and dust and infinite distance; actual outer space. Seamus couldn't help it, even with a now gorgeous naked woman waiting in his massive, double-King-size four-poster canopy bed directly under the center of the dome in the middle of the room on top of a raised dais, he couldn't help but gravitate towards that last window and stare out in awe, wonder and longing.

Seamus jerked a little in surprise when he felt Nazps put a hand on his arm and he looked over from the mesmerizing view out his window.

"Never been this close to this nebula before or something?" Nazps asked, cuddling in close next to him, running a hand on his stomach.

Seamus gawked at her. "I've only ever seen near Earth space on television and the telescope photos on the Internet."

"What? I thought humans had left your planet some five hundred years ago?" Nazps asked, very quizzical, her hand snaking down his pants and under the waistband of his boxers.

"Huh? No, we only just made it to the moon just around half a century ago, and that was very shortly after we made it to space for the first time ever." Seamus said, grunting a little as her hand curled around his shaft and groped his scrotum a little firmer than he usually likely.

"Oh, so you've never seen a view like this in person at all?" Nazps asked, squeezing a little before starting a slow up and down movement on his shaft with her hand.

"No. And the number of people that have left my planet for even short durations is something like less than .00001% of the population and I think that my off-the-cuff calculation on that figure is grossly overstating the actual number." Seamus said, his voice becoming strained, but still very engrossed in the view out the window.

"Oh." Nazps looked out at the view. "You're not missing much, the view takes forever to change and when it really changes it's done in a heartbeat." Nazps used her other hand to pull his shirt off. "This view, on the other hand, is truly stellar."

Feeling aggrieved that the dream of even making it to space for a split second was so casually dismissed, Seamus didn't laugh at her bad pun. Seamus looked at her and was about to comment on it when her statement finally penetrated. "Wait, you've seen this nebula in person?"

"Of course. Now, disrobe! I want that penis inside me now." Nazps said bluntly, caressing the penile frenulum gently.

"But... You've been to space! You've seen nebulae! I have so many questions!" Seamus sputtered, but did as she asked and removed his pants and boxers.

"Later. Now, insert penis." Nazps rejected his entreaty, and still holding onto his penis, turned and started walking to the bed.

Seamus sighed. "Before we do, does your species have any specific marriage rituals?" He pulled her hand off of his penis and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Rather rude assuming my entire species has the same marriage rituals but whatever." Nazps smiled at his sputtering apology, "Kidding, don't worry, other than humans, you're correct. Nearly all other species in the galaxy are remarkably homogenous in their rituals. Lich marry infrequently, usually by consuming something of their spouse." She returned her hand to his penis and started stroking it again.

Seamus looked nauseous at this statement and asked: "You don't expect to do something like that between us, do you?" He could feel the blood swiftly moving places other than between his legs now.

Nazps smiled. "Of course I do, which is why after we have sex I'm going to lick your penis clean of our combined sexual excretions and then kiss you." That statement stopped the flow of blood away from his penis but didn't reverse it back.

Not quite as nauseous as he was a moment ago, Seamus still wasn't a fan of the idea. He knew it was hypocritical of him to get pleasure from seeing his wife swallow his own semen whilst simultaneously finding the idea of doing it himself revolting, but that was one of his kinks that he had long since accepted about himself. Truly, Alice might not enjoy the taste, but she had said multiple times that she enjoyed the pleasure he got out of it so her 'Seriously honey, stop feeling guilty about it' had finally worked after a number of years. "Okay. If that is what will work for you to be married, then that is what we do."

"Finally. Penis, vagina, now." Nazps insisted again. She started stroking quickly, returning life back to the now formerly lackluster member.

"Okay, okay." Seamus maneuvered them back to the bed, where Nazps let go, crawled up onto the bed and rolled onto her back, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide. Seamus stepped forward and pushed the head of his penis just inside of her and asked: "What do you need to bring back my guards?"

"How do you want them brought back? Zombie, sex doll, vampire, ghoul?" Nazps asked.

"Just as succubi, thank you." Seamus said, pushing harder inside her, but it was far tighter than he had expected, even with all the lubricant she was producing.

"Ooh!" Nazps groaned. "It's true what they say, incubi really are the best at sex. It's simple, I just do an incantation while you are finishing and thinking of the succubi you wish to bring back."

"Huh? I'm not even a quarter of the way in!" Seamus said. And he pushed as hard as he could as quickly as he could, getting halfway in.

"Oof!" Nazps groaned, "so full! I can't believe what I've been missing out on! And those Lich told me that the living can't compete with us, ridiculous."

Seamus pulled back a little and pushed forward hard, finally getting three quarters in.

"Wait, you're further than you were, how huge are you?!" Nazps gasped.

Seamus was feeling a little guilty with that particular change right about now, but didn't say anything as he pulled back and drove hard in until he was finally fully in. And gasped in pleasure as the muscles in her vagina rippled like crazy.

Nazps arched her back and screeched the worst sound Seamus had ever heard before collapsing on the bed, trembling.

"Um, you okay there?" Seamus asked?

Nazps gasped: "Best, orgasm, ever!"

Seamus stared in shock: "But we haven't even started yet."

Nazps looked up in fear. "Wait, you didn't finish? You have to finish so I can finish the ritual!"

Seamus shook his head, "I only just started. When I first got married, the fastest I ever finished was twenty eight minutes. Sometimes I went forty-five minutes before finishing."

"How?" Nazps trembled.

Seamus looked abashed: "Not to bring my mother into it too much but let's just say that her constant pre marriage lectures about ensuring I made certain the wife was satisfied in bed made me rigidly controlled about finishing too quickly."

Nazps shook her head: "I can't take half an hour of this. What the fastest you've ever done it?"

"Twelve minutes, and that was with lots of foreplay." Seamus moved carefully, and Nazps gasped.

"Okay. I'll just have to take it. I once spent six months in a frozen wasteland not moving while insects and rats were all around me, just so I could improve my ability to think while bored and in pain. I can take this." Nazps looked worried.

Seamus stared at her in fascination, here was a woman that had been through next to everything the universe could throw at her, but just a little sex and she was worried. But, he needed to finish and her stories of what she used to do weren't helping. So, he pulled back and thrust forward as quickly as he could, and as many times in a row as he could with her vaginal walls gripping him extraordinarily tightly with each thrust.

"Ahh, ow, hmmph. Ooh! Ah! Oooohhuu." Nazps was finally sounding less in pain and more in the throes of passion, but since it had taken ten minutes to get there and she had stayed tight as a drum the entire time, Seamus was about to break his record for fastest finish. And he did!

"Ahh!" Seamus groaned in his own release, thinking of his guards face and name and praying this would work, at which point Nazps slid back, wincing, then enveloped his manhood into her mouth and licked him clean before returning to give him a full mouth kiss.

Seamus wrinkled his nose at the taste but dutifully did his part as she did hers. "Is it done?"

Nodding, Nazps said: "Yes. We are now married. Per Lich customs, our phylactery shall now be placed together in a secure place at an appropriate time."

Recognizing the word from some Jewish and Christian customs, but not remembering what it was for, Seamus asked: "what's that now?"

Nazps said: "Our soul jars. You don't have one as your soul is still in your body so yours will be symbolic, but that's fine." At his continued look of confusion, she said: "There's also some meaning of containing holy relics and the Word of the Most High, but Lucifer liked changing things around a little and making use of the word for one of our customs and we didn't really care."

Feeling a bit aggrieved at the statement, but also recognizing he didn't understand the Lich culture in the slightest yet, Seamus had to let it go. "Are you able to bring her back? And can you do so now please?"

Nazps nodded: "Oh yes, easily." She made a complicated series of gestures that left fiery symbols in the air and then spoke some words aloud. Black smoke flowed across the bed and when it had disappeared, his formerly dead succubus guard was there on the bed, naked, chest rising and falling, bullet wound gone.

"Thank you." Seamus said, relieved.

Then his newly alive guards eyes opened, she looked at him and said: "Master, command me." And then she rolled over, knelt, bowed and stayed still, not moving even in the slightest.

Oh no, Seamus thought. "Nazps, when you brought her back, she did come back as her own being, correct? She's not bound to me, is she?"

Nazps replied: "I am bound to you, thus when I use my magic, it gets bound to you, thus whatever I bring back to life is bound both to you and stays alive because I maintain a thread that connects their soul to their body, so yes, she is bound to you."

Seamus sighed. "And that is going to be the same for the other two guards as well?"

"Of course, did you not know this already?" Nazps asked, confused.

Seamus slumped: "No. I did not."

Nazps shrugged. "Oh well, now you have greater command over them than you previously would have."

Seamus groaned and put his face in his hands: "I wasn't looking for greater command over them..."

Nazps looked confused again: "I'm afraid you can't transfer control to me, and you are the only one that has bound me, so no one else can be in charge of them, so what's the problem?"

Seamus shook his head: "I was trying to bring them back to life, not acquire more people utterly beholden to my will."

"Doesn't this give you more power though?" Nazps asked.

"I'm not after power. I want to help." Seamus said.

"Power can give you what you need in order to help. And the greater the power, especially the greater the personal control, the more they can help you help others." Nazps argued. "By creating an army of beings that cannot do anything except what you order, you can use that army as you see fit."

Seamus was horrified. "That's not what I'm after at all. I just want to defend my people. Both my people. All my people."

"Okay, I don't understand you, but okay." Nazps stretched a moment and then continued. "I need more sex with you to bring the next guard back but I need to rest first because I'm feeling quite sore. May I sleep in your bed?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes of course." Seamus replied. He looked at the frozen living statue of his guard waiting his command and thought: I can't do this twice more, risking two more guards to the bindings. Can I?