Provide a comfortable place for me to relax for this.

The first thing I should probably do is ensure Shuna and Shion won't ruin this with their bickering. Giving one of them something to do that keeps her away from the other one and focused on me should do the trick.

Rimuru disembarked the bottom step, and with just two more steps, Shion was looking down at his feet.

"Ah! My lor--"

Her head raised and was met first with his cock maybe an inch at most from her face. Words caught in her throat once more as she took in the details up close. It was throbbing gently and its veins were visibly raised, conveying the moderate state of arousal her lord must be experiencing; his king's authority was unable to overcome its own weight at this stage of his erection, making it look flaccid from a distance when "half chub" would be a more accurate description of its state.

"Shion."

The sound of her name gave her the strength needed to pull her eyes away and continue raising her head. "Yes, Lord Rimu--"

"Crawl behind me."

Shion was quiet, motionless for a moment, at once trying to read Rimuru's deadpan expression and process his command. It wasn't until this moment that what was happening truly felt real. Hell, for all she knew, she was still dreaming asleep in her bed. But she felt like there was a difference between the sound of his voice giving her commands in her dreams, and the sound of the voice that just reached her ears now. Not to mention the smell - that heady, will-weakening musk - was more vivid than anything her dreams could conjure. Gazing up at those yellow eyes which peered powerfully back down at her, she could see none of the playfulness typical of Rimuru. He was serious about the command he'd given her.

...Crap! Did I take things too far? Why isn't she--

"Yes, my lord." Shion's mind caught up with reality, allowing her motor skills to function once more. At once, she went from kneeling to crawling on hands and knees, her purple suit helping soften the hardness of the stone floor on her joints as she positioned herself behind Rimuru. She was sure to face sideways rather than toward Rimuru, though that didn't stop her from stealing a few looks at the human-shaped slime's prodigious posterior. He'd sculpted himself that way, specifically for them-- for her.

"Good. Now, I'd like six of the goblinas to come forward - preferably those confident in their bust sizes - two to stand behind me opposite Shion, two to kneel upright next to Shion and I on my right, and two kneeling upright mirroring them on my left. Oh, and be sure to remove any clothing above your waist."

At once, the requested monsters arose and stepped forward (more than a few actually had to awkwardly kneel back down when they realized six were already ahead of them), passing the still kneeling Shuna on their way to their lord's back and sides, and quickly took their instructed positions, surrounding Rimuru on all sides except the front with six pairs of breasts coloured different shades of green, all with dark green nipples pointed toward him.

Without looking behind him, Rimuru bent his knees and allowed himself to fall into a seated position, Shion's back serving as his cushion. Leaning backward, his head was propped up and cradled on the back and sides by the full, soft breasts of the two goblinas behind him, and the four at his sides served as his armrests, with their pert, shelf-like boobs supporting his arms. Finding himself embraced by the lap of luxury he'd created for himself, Rimuru closed his eyes and breathed a sigh, his fingers sinking into the softness of the armrest goblinas' breasts with each squeeze.

Raising their heads, the still kneeling in the room gazed upon Demon Lord Rimuru wearing varying expressions; some were fueled by a burning jealousy, others pleased by the sight of their lord's smile and proud of their sisters' good work, and yet others unable to help being concerned over their lord's nonchalant debasement of even one of his closest and most powerful advisors.

A throne made of women?! Nice one, brain! I'm almost tempted to ensure I have them follow me wherever I go so I never have to sit on anything else again! But no, that would be too humiliating. This is a special exception, so it's okay now. They'd speak up if they were really not enjoying this.

"L-Lord...ahh...Lord Rimuru?"

Oh, crap!

"...Yes, Shion?"

"I-if I may ask...nhhh...why did you decide...to make me the seat of your chair...and not someone else?" she asked, breaths interrupted by small moans which arose in response to feeling the weight of her lord's body - the weight of his trust in her, she assured herself - and the undeniably pleasing softness of his rear end.

She's enjoying this too much!

"Your strength and stamina are top-notch among everyone here, so you were the best candidate to bear my weight. Also, You're the tallest one here, so the length of your limbs puts me at perfect height to rest my head and arms on my other cushions."

"Ahhhn! Yes, of course, Lord Rimuru! That much should have been obvious! Please forgive my lack of insight!" Rimuru felt her body shake beneath him for the briefest of moments, her sturdiness returning not a moment after.

Way too much!

"You're forgiven. Now then, if nobody has any other questions, I'll decide how the rest of you will serve me. After all, there's plenty of me left unattended to..." Rimuru emphasized his point by spreading his legs apart, letting his balls and penis fall between, the former of which formed a new weight upon the side of his seat's torso that made her shudder in delight. He could have sworn he heard the entire room swallow at that moment.