Your first slaves.

Considering that you have sacrificed all of your experience gained so far to your Goddesses, you decide not to risk moving just yet. Even with the multiple benefits available to you, you are still pretty average, especially since you were literally just born a mere few hours early. You notice that your quest log is full, but a quick glance reveals that none of them have a timer, and some are even repeatable. With that in mind, you decide to get stronger first. You'd think your first choice would be to summon your girls to chat or do other things, but they're both inside of you, so the three of you can still talk in your shared mind. Plus, as much as you'd love to fuck them, you have other concerns right now, like the possibility of being attacked in this fucking desert.

With that in mind, you decide to activate the dungeon and the dimension at the same time. A forest in the middle of the desert will stick out like a sore thumb, but at least you'll have extra protection within it, among other things. With the dimension synergized to the dungeon, those possibilities increase. Also, that way you won't have to worry if your attackers are monsters or not, you can eliminate them if they are male or catch them if they are female.

With a thought, you find yourself sitting near of the slime altar. The perfect synergy between Anariel and your sister has made a throne appear on the edge of it, a perfect fusion of the tree, emanation magic, slime and machinery. You can feel the power flowing from you to the throne and then back to you in a constant loop. You can see your boosts on your HUD, but you don't need it to feel it. Your mana fills up quickly before overflowing, and you feel your experience slowly start to increase. At the same time, your HUD allows you to perfectly organize your dungeon and special dimension in intuitive menus, probably helped by your machine side.

Deciding to rest for now, you simply lean back on your throne and close your eyes, knowing that you will be alerted to any threat long before it reaches the arch that marks the entrance to your machine, as they will have to go through the entire forest first.

You come out of your trance state some time later, alerted by your forest. A caravan is approaching, slowing down as its occupants take notice of the lush forest in the middle of nowhere. Normally it would be impossible for your forest to be this dense in a desert, but the demonic influence and synergy with machinery, slime and emanation magic, as well as the large amount of mana being generated by your pure land make this forest in the middle of the desert a very special one. The fact that it's a dungeon doesn't hurt either.

You use your connection to the dungeon to control one of your minions, an imp. You exit the forest and approach the caravan, both to keep a close eye on it and to use God's eye. You decide to combine it with Timefruit juice, allowing you to cast it twice per turn, thus halving the number of uses you need. None of the members of the caravan draw your attention in particular. They are all human males with very similar stats to you in your non-empowered form. You will let your minions take care of it. That's when you notice something special about the merchandise they carry. Two somethings, actually.

'Name: Ashley.'

'Race: Lycanthrope/Dampir.'

'Gender: female.'

'Important moments: This woman has been cursed by the bite of a werewolf and a vampire. Both forces continue to fight for the control within her, preventing either from triumphing over the other. As a result, Ashley is a hybrid with traits from both races, unable to become either.'

Ashley is beautiful. Blonde, tall and athletic. Heterochromatic eyes, one red and one gold. D cup tits and somewhat wide hips ending in a nice ass, neither fat nor muscular. Her skin is a healthy tan. Her pussy is perfectly bald. She lies bound and naked amidst the rest of the merchandise, just like the other ****.

'Name: Hannah.'

'race: Draco-Lich/Drow.'

'Gender: Female.'

'Important moments: Hannah was born human. In her coming of age, she was kidnapped by a dark cult and subjected to a terrible ritual. The cult intended to summon some kind of undead being using it as a vessel. The problem was that these cultists performed the ritual in an ancient elven temple, without even bothering to clean it first. The still present holy elven magic interrupted the ritual and killed the cultists, but not before transforming the girl into this abomination. The holy magic within her corrupted, turning dark..'

Unlike her partner, Hannah is short and petite. Her elven ears and her beauty remind you of Anariel, the only trace of Hannah's human heritage is her red hair and her freckles. Her deathly pale skin marks her as undead, and the reason she's not a skeleton is beyond you. You soon realize why, however. Her robes are actually her own draconic wings, and even while she is naked, she wears bits of bone armor covered in hard scales. A Draco-Lich indeed...

Damn, you want these two. You are not the only one. Your sister stirs inside you, full of desire. At the same time, Anariel wants them too, although for more altruistic reasons, since he has been moved by her stories...

Well then. You will make them yours. You need to get rid of those slavers first though. You order your minions to prepare for the attack, causing the infighting to stop instantly.

That's the amazing thing about your forest. It's a real ecosystem, where each of your minions has a place in the food chain and hierarchy. However, as soon as the dungeon master issues an order, it is instantly obeyed, and everyone bands together to fight, to the **** if necessary.

You open your eyes, disconnecting from your minion. He has his orders too. They all have them. They will do their best to wear down and eliminate the slavers, preventing them from reaching the temple. They will also capture the two girls and bring them to you. Meanwhile, emanations begin to appear around you, ready to protect the temple if necessary.

You relax on your throne. Your sister's consciousness controls the dungeon perfectly, even if she can't physically fight since you are the physical extension of her now. For her part, Anariel is making the most of her abilities as an emanation/slime/machine, creating extensions of herself to help. You also have another advantage. The spawning place for your minions is this temple, since your sister's tree is here. That means any minions that fall in battle will respawn here, so you can either send them back to fight or order them to stay and protect you instead.

As you wait, you feel a vegetal appendage rise from your throne and enter you, you and your twin moaning in unison. Of course, the only audible sound is yours since she is inside your mind.

"Wow, sis. Can't you wait?" You say in your mind, knowing that she will be able to hear you.

"No, and neither can you. I can feel you, you know…"

You laugh softly and let the phallic appendage do all the work. You move a hand to stroke your now hard, fresh-out-of-its-sheath cock, but Anariel beats you to it.

A robotic arm has been placed between your legs, a slime pussy on the end. This time it's you and Anariel who share a moan of pleasure when your cock penetrates her pussy. You feel a bit of emanation magic there too, which tells you that your soul mate is using all the tools at their disposal.

The contrast between your girls is very welcome. The cunt pleasuring you has developed a tongue that gently licks your balls as it moves up and down your cock with agonizing slowness. At the same time, the plant phallus goes in and out of your pussy at full speed, hitting your prostate with each penetration. The three of you have already cum several times, together and separately, but you still hold on. With your stats, even this will be insufficient for you to be fully pleased, which is good considering you want to take those two beauties when they are brought to you. It won't be long now, especially since the slavers were stupid enough to bring they with them.

As they continue to fight and die through your wooded dungeon, you notice that you acquire their equipment for yourself. Well, for your dungeon actually. All the loot is being spread across different menus. You also notice that even when it is out of your dungeon, their caravan has been targeted, and will be added to your resources when the last slaver falls. So will both slaves since they are considered part of the merchandise.

"Fuck sis! You're going to make me cum again!"

"Cum for your slutty sister, baby! I'm so close too! You want to cum with your horny little sister, right? You're going to cum with me, little brother?"

"Oh my loves, I'm close too! We're all going to cum together! Fill me up, Rem! Fill your Anariel's pussy!"

The three of you explode at the same time, just as the last slaver falls. Instantly a fanfare sounds announcing your triumph and the caravan disappears along with its merchandise. The next moment you feel a couple of connections forming and Ashley and Hannah appear before you in all their glorious nakedness.