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Chapter 9 by Doobler Doobler

Gwedillth looks like she’s in pretty rough shape. Is there anything I can do to help her feel better?

Some TLC could help...? Maybe? I dunno, I’m kinda doing this by the seat of my pants and so far nothing’s gone wrong yet.

From what I remember that Golthe-something guy told me, her world got overrun by demons that killed everyone she ever loved in front of her. Honestly, I couldn’t even imagine having to live with that kind of loss... it’s kinda why I picked the Immortality boon in the first place. I thought it’s help me feel more secure about whether all my slaves, still pretty weird to think of it like that, would be safe and sound.

Oh, wait, maybe that’d help.

Since I finished washing up, I figured I should get dressed, even if I was gonna try and go nine for nine, conception-wise. I thought I’d just go for one of my typical outfits, though in hindsight that’s a strong word to use. I just put on a big t-shirt I usually sleep in, boxer briefs, shorts, and flip flops.

Since she was still on the floor, I sat in my now-free computer chair and called out “Uh, hey, Gwedillth? Can you come over here, I wanted to talk to you about something.” Without a word, she stumbled to her feet and walked over to me. Despite her breathtaking literally elven features, the clear sadness on her face detracted from it immensely.

She just blankly stared at me, which didn’t make me feel any better. I guess she was waiting for me to say something? Jeez, this is probably the most awkward interaction I’ve had today, which is saying something. I tried to come up with something to say, and somehow settled on “Sit on my dick, I wanna put a baby in you.”

As I panicked internally at having actually said that, Gwedillth just mumbled “Okay.” and maneuvered my shorts and underwear such that my now-hard dick was showing, before turning around and sitting on it, just like I asked. I was floored. Once I got my bearings back I sputtered “Um... thanks. I... wanted to talk to you about some stuff on my computer. It’s this, uh, box that gives me information from a big network.”

Still vacant, she nodded. Wow, I was gonna have to get her more animated than this, or I might end up getting soft while I’m still inside her. I swiveled the chair so we could both face the screen, before pulling up Google and searching for “really big houses with lots of rooms,” and being disappointed that the most bedrooms I could find in one house were something like five.

“I’m looking for a place we can all live together in. I wanted to try and keep it in this state, but you think I should maybe just move us all somewhere else that’s sure to have enough space? What do you think would make you guys happier?” I asked, trying to get her engaged in some form of conversation.

Still, she seemed detached. “What would be the point? In an instant all of it could be taken away. You already know what I’ve gone through, can you tell me that life is worth living, even with all of the pain and suffering I’ve seen? The ruin, the destruction? The ****...?” she said, the words spilling out of her mouth as she turned her gaze towards me.

I scratched my head as I replied “Well, I dunno if I can make a big definitive statement or anything. All I know is that I made everyone immortal, specifically where even if any of us get killed we get revived in a day good as new, that we don’t have to eat or sleep unless we want to, so nobody can die from starvation or thirst or anything, and that I’m gonna do the same for anyone else who I’ll have live with us, descendants too. I guess what I’m trying to say is I’ll make sure we all don’t die...? Oh, wait, also I can make sure we’re safe in general too, I think. Cause I can do that Planeswalking thing to get stuff from a different world to help us, like a superhero or maybe a god, or something? I dunno, I’m still figuring out what I should do for sure. Don’t worry, I will figure it out. Honestly, I probably could have even got together a plan to take care of those demons that hurt you so much if that world still existed. It’s not like there aren’t ways of reviving planets and species en masse or anything.” while blissfully unaware of just how much I was rambling, or how of much I could easily have struck a nerve with how I casually brought up her dead universe.

Luckily though, she latched onto the last part of what I said. “You could have... saved them? And bring them back, liberate them from all of the demons? I...” she asked, with at least an ounce of more life to her than before, which was progress. I caught what she was implying, and replied “Oh, yeah, I guess so. Honestly, those demons had minds too, I bet, so it would’ve be a cinch to control them into being slaves. And I bet they’d make for sexy ladies too, hehe... What do you think, should I work out a way to make them join the harem too?” with a dumb grin on my face.

Suddenly, she yelled “No! If I want anything, it’s their suffering! I’m never going to forgive them! If they join anything, I’d rather they join a legion of slaves that serve me hand and foot, as payment for the untold torment they wrought on me and my people!” in an uncharacteristic burst of intense emotion, coupled with an almost painful tightening of her insides.

Scared of what she’d do, seeing as my dick was still shoved within her, I sputtered out “O-Okay, I’ll m-make them take c-care of the place we all l-live! A-Alexandra’ll be in charge of them, a-and they’ll be our s-servants like you said! Just don’t d-do anything rash!” Immediately her mood brightened. She looked back at me and cheerily replied “Sounds wonderful! Serves them right for destroying my kingdom...! I’d have as many children as you want if you did that for me, no question! Speaking of...” as her insides loosened up to more pleasurable levels, causing my dick to immediately start to blow.

I struggled to keep myself from shooting my load immediately as I mentally raised Gwedillth’s Fertility up. Once I figured it was up to a good enough level to guarantee a fertilization, I let go, filling her insides with my equally fertile spunk. Welp, I guess fulfilling a long-overdue **** quest isn’t the worst way to get into a girl’s pants. I should be able to do it, right? I did pick the most OP way of getting slaves, after all. Though I think there might be bigger fish to fry right at this moment.

Namely, how am I gonna break it to my mom that I’m a soon-to-be father of at least nine kids?

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