Wyatt returns to his life with a harem (ENDing)

Terrence was bored, the Auction House was not his scene at all. In a weird way he was glad to be bored though, because it beat being shocked by the slavery they'd seen. While most of the other lots since Kayla and Kat went off to visit Wyatt had been unusual in their ways, rare items, and even temporary indentured contracts, were mundane by comparison to enslaving a fantasy creature.

Janette nudged him in the side with her elbow. "No drifting off! There's Wyatt and the girls I think, if you're really so checked out we can leave assuming they've settled everything."

Terrence looked where Janette was pointing, way in the back, and he frowned. There was something strange, he couldn't put his finger on it, but they were pretty far away so it was hard to tell.

"Wait, that's not what they were wearing, where did their dresses go?"

"Er, babe, what do you mean?" asked Terrence, looking at his fiancee, embarrassed to admit even to himself that he had no idea what their friends had been wearing.

"Ter, while I love that you don't pay attention to other women, that," Jan spread her hands and jerked them toward their friends as if framing them for him, "is not what they were wearing. You'd remember if they were dressed all in blushing pink, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah I guess so," said Terrence, suddenly bored again. Janette was right, but who cared what clothes they were wearing? Girls — women, he corrected himself, wincing from the imaginary smack Janette would have given him if she could read his mind — that's who cared. And Damien. And fashion industry professionals. Hmm, maybe he should pay some attention.

He looked to their friends, not really thinking, just seeing. There was Wyatt in the middle, his clothes a little rumpled, but generally what his image of Wyatt was, so he was probably still in his own clothes. Now it was obvious to him that Kat and Kayla — and the elf princess Lexi — were dressed to a theme, all in pink. Their dresses were diaphanous, like tissue paper, and puffy, hiding their bodies entirely in a cloud of cotton candy that slid, and drifted. . . so heavy cotton candy then. Wyatt was holding Lexi's hand and they walked side-by-side, smiles on their faces, while Kat and Kayla walked just ahead, laughing and smiling themselves.

"Hey guys, sorry for the wait," said Wyatt as they got close to the table, he moved in and pulled out chairs for both Kat and Kayla, who sat down in their puffy dresses a bit more awkwardly than Terrence thought they ought, and then he touched Lexi on the shoulder, "this is Lexi, my prize. I'm glad to say we've had a long talk, and she's comfortable coming to live with me. We'll have to find a bigger place pretty soon, but Kat and Kayla said they'd help with that."

Kayla giggled, and Kat chuckled maniacally. Janette frowned at both of them, then locked her eyes Kat and stared at her like she was trying to light her on fire with her mind.

Blah blah blah, next lot, some old chunk of stone Terrence was sure he'd care about if he was a history nerd. He was a tech nerd thank you very much.

"Let's blow this Popsicle stand babe, you said we could!" Terrence slid out of his chair and jumped to his feet.

Janette glared at him, but it was distracted. "If Wyatt's business was done I said, and Popsicle stand, that's so—"

"Oh no problem there, if you want to go we can," Wyatt looked at Damien, "hey man, thanks for bringing us here. I really don't regret coming, but I don't think it's for me."

Damien shrugged, a sly smile on his face. "Yeah no worries, only about a third of folks really come back. Some get what they wanted or needed in one visit, others," he looked at Terrence, "it never quite clicks. I'm just here to enjoy the ride."

Wyatt was already helping Kat and Kayla to their feet. Kat groaned a bit, a hand on her back, and Wyatt rubbed her shoulder blades far more warmly than Terrence remembered him ever being towards her. Janette's head went back and forth, and around between everyone at the table, her frown stuck on her face.

"Wait, something's weird—"

"Oh yes please, it's been an exhausting. . . day, and I'd really like to have a chance to settle in somewhere, even if it will only be a temporary home," said Lexi.

Her voice was beautiful, Terrence stared at her, and he noticed Janette do the same thing. Jan actually half-stood, and Terrence took that as his chance, he grabbed her by the elbow and steered her with little resistance towards the door.

"Something's not right," said Jan, mumbling even more under her breath as the group made their way back to the car.

"Err, just realized there's a problem," said Terrence, "not enough seats."

Wyatt clapped him on the shoulder. "It's all good man, Lexi's pretty tiny, she can sit on my lap in the middle seat. Or if you're not cool with that we can get an Uber."

Terrence noticed Wyatt's right arm was around Kayla, and she was leaning into him. Wasn't Kat next to him like a minute ago? He shook his head.

"No problem, you're right, she's small, and it's not really that far. Not to mention its late, I wouldn't want my good friends waiting around out here on the street."

The gang piles into the car, Wyatt in the middle of the rear seats, Kat and Kayla on either side of him holding onto his arms, and Lexi settled onto his lap. As soon as she was in the car and her seatbelt was on Jan stared back at them.

Terrence just started the car and headed out.

"Where'd you get those dresses?" barked Janette.

"Hot yeah?" said Kat, smoothing her dress, "the Auction House folks thought it would be nice for us to have, for uh, inconveniencing us." Her hand went to her belly, and rubbed somewhere in among the lightweight material where it was gathered at her front.

"Did you put on weight?"

"Jan, that's rude," said Wyatt, sliding both his hands under Lexi's thighs, "you aren't going to fat shame Kat are you?"

"W-what? No of course not—"

Lexi giggled. It made Jan's voice sound like garbage, and she shut herself up. "That tickles my prince."

"Just a little play princess," said Wyatt, grinning.

Terrence kept his eyes on the road, but he did catch the occasional glimpse in his improperly adjusted rearview — he just never bothered to change it after Jan drove.

"That's how you talk to each other?" Terrence heard a zip just under Jan's yelling. "Oh my god! Really!? Were you raised in a forest or something?"

"Good girl," said Wyatt warmly, "but just so you know, we do have laws against doing this kind of thing in public. It's fine now, just maybe ask next time if we're out."

"Aw, not fair!" whined Kat.

"Yeah, Wyatt, what about your fiancee?"

Huh, that was a weird thing to say, did Kayla mean Lexi was engaged to Wyatt? That was fast. Wait no, that didn't make sense. Terrence glanced into the rearview again and gasped, swerving across the middle line of the road almost across to the far sidewalk, before swearing and locking his eyes on the road.

Behind him Wyatt's harem life continued. What had made Terrence swerve were the three hands on Wyatt's erect cock, stroking, tugging, and sliding all over his thickness. One hand from each of the women in the back of the car was playing with Wyatt unashamed.

Wyatt tugged on Lexi, sticking his cock neatly from between her plump thighs, and once he felt comfortable he let go of her and wrapped an arm around each of his human women. "That's good girls, so good, keep going."

Kat laughed. "If I'd known you were so weak to a woman putting out, I'd have gone after you ages ago. Easy pickings."

"Hey," said Kayla, "you know these are special circumstances, my man's invulnerable to sluts."

"Well I was," Wyatt chuckled, "now I'd do anything for them. Three specific ones at least."

In the passenger seat Janette's face was red, and her breath was **** in her throat as she couldn't decide between screaming, lecturing, or questioning. Questioning seemed like the riskiest, because if someone told her how Wyatt had wrapped all three of those ridiculously hot women around his cock she might be tempted by whatever witchcraft he had used.

Kat met Kayla's gaze, and she smirked, screaming pure sex. "We know Wyatt, and that's why we will do anything for you in return." She leaned down — it took her an awkward few seconds, but she did it — and took the bulbous tip of Wyatt's cock in her mouth, wrapping it in her luscious pink lips.

To an outside observer, Kat did little more than suck tenderly on Wyatt's dick. To Wyatt and Kat, she was wrapping and twisting her tongue around him, attacking his sensitive spots, and in particular running the tip of her tongue along the outer rim of his cock. She'd found this was her favorite thing, there was just no beating getting a taste of the condensed sweat, saliva, and pussy juice that was inevitably clinging along that thick ridge of his. She almost liked it as much as Lexi's milk, and she definitely liked it better than Wyatt's semen — though it didn't hurt that with how much, and how often, he could cum, there was usually a little jizz clinging to that helmet for her to slurp up too.

Kat's hands steadied her belly, and Janette spluttered. "You're pregnant! Not a little chubbier, but honest to god with child! How! Whose—" her eyes shot to Wyatt, bloodshot and wild, "of course it's his, but that's not—"

"Possible? Shut up Jan, I don't need to hear what's possible from you. Did you even bid tonight? Or were you too afraid. Unlike you, Wyatt bravely took a bet and won. In one bid he won an elf princess's body and soul, and you know what?" Kayla leaned down to put her face at Wyatt's crotch, her nose touching the side of his dick as she slipped her tongue out and licked the side of his shaft lovingly. "He won more than that. He won my sister, and he won the chance to marry me — we're engaged. And he won three wanting wombs that have all carried his baby."

"And hopefully, soon, another. Elves are at their most fertile shortly after giving birth, well," Lexi blushed and bit her lip, "at least as long as we're lactating. I suppose with all three of you sucking on my tits I'll stay this fertile for a long time."

Kat popped her lips off Wyatt's cock, and he moaned. "Don't forget our kids!"

"How could I," Lexi squeezed the cock between her thighs, and reached out with a finger to flick it and make it bounce a little, "but they'll grow, while the three of you, I think, will enjoy my milk a touch longer."

"Hey!" said Kayla when Wyatt's cock bounced away from her tongue.

"Let's switch anyway sis, he's getting close, and his jizz is your favorite."

Kayla didn't answer, she just adjusted her position and sucked Wyatt's cock head into her mouth, taking her chance to lick and tickle at it. Kat went to licking along the side of Wyatt's dick, and Lexi squeezed just a touch tighter with her thighs.

"Gonna cum," warned Wyatt, and before he finished talking Kat's hand snaked under him to his constrained balls.

"Yep, he's right there," said Kat.

Kayla slurped harder, her lips fully sealed around Wyatt's bulbous head.

Wyatt grunted, and his hands grabbed desperately around Lexi's abdomen, squeezing her tightly as he burst. Kayla slurped and gulped, swallowing as her mouth was overpowered by the musky-salty scent of her fiance's sperm. It seemed like she couldn't swallow fast enough to drink it down as it came, but as Wyatt's shots slowed so did she, Kayla knew what to do with Wyatt's cum, and it wasn't to greedily take it all down her throat.

When she was sure Wyatt was all cummed out, Kayla rose and stretched out a hand to Lexi's cheek, bringing the petite princess's mouth to hers and immediately sliding her jizz-covered tongue into the elf's mouth. After a little while, and after about half of Wyatt's cum had ended up in Lexi's mouth — some of it after swapping a couple times — she broke the kiss and glared up at the front where Janette was watching with shocked, wide, eyes, and a gaping open mouth. Her own mouth still open, Kayla smiled proudly at Jan, and let a trickle of Wyatt's thick cum run down her lips to her chin.

"That's right, that's what you should say about things that aren't your business — nothing." She smacked the seat in front of her. "Now get us to Wyatt's place Terrence, the four of us need to take this to the bedroom."

Wyatt's harem life was in full swing, and it was really just beginning. . . he really needed that bigger place to stay.