Mistress of the Night

You hold a sobbing Kiara in your arms. Elara leans against you, and her hand is resting on your wife’s shoulder.

“Your father loved you.” Elara soothes, and Kiara just sobs harder. You kiss Elara, and she leaves.

“I miss him.” Kiara sniffles.

“I know you do. But he left you a kingdom.” you console, stroking her long hair.

“He left YOU a kingdom.” Kiara huffs.

“Well, here’s the thing. I’m going to take the Royal Harem, and then leave you as the Queen. I already have a kingdom.” you shrug. Kiara shakes her head.

“Has to be you. Rules.” she snorts. Then, the beautiful orc looks up and the two of you kiss intensely. Then, your wife breaks away, smiling playfully.

“Go save Kendra’s kingdom. I’ll watch over the land.” Kiara says, lacing her hands with yours. You nod.

———

TWO HOURS LATER...

You, Amara, Laena, and, surprisingly, Elara are all riding in a carriage. On the way to the Elf Kingdom, you were stopping to see Opal, the elf woman you’d slept with and impregnated and thus disgraced her from the sorcerer community. The carriage rolls to a stop, and Elara takes your hand as Amara teasingly slams her tits against your back ‘accidentally’ as you disembark. Laena hops out and kisses the driver’s cheek, causing him to flush darkly.

At this point, Laena was the ultimate fantasy for every orc man out there. You laugh as she slides under your arm. Rapping on the door of Opal’s cottage, you see a beautiful girl stick her head out and smile.

“Dad!” the girl laughs and hugs you tightly.

“Eris? Damn, you’ve grown up.” you laugh, checking out your daughter’s fit body. Eris beckons you in the house, and Opal soon strides in.

“Jakob!” she cries and runs and jumps into your arms, kissing you strongly. You groan against her soft, elvish lips, and she giggles. Elara looks at you curiously. Opal leads you to a seating area, where Amara sits between your legs on the floor, and Eris cuddles against you.

“What can I do for you?” Opal grins.

“I need a spell to turn an orc into an elf.” you say seriously. Opal purses her lips, then snaps. A bottle appears in her hand. She winks at you and hands it to Elara, who sniffs it uncertainly.

“How long does it last?” the orc says warily.

“Six months.” Opal replies. Elara smiles at you, before downing the bottle. She gasps and her body changes rapidly.

“You’re gorgeous.” you breathe reverently as the newly elven Elara staggers to her feet.

“Wow.” Elara gasps, and you stand and wrap your arms around her fit, toned stomach, and she leans against your familiar body.

“Like it?” you whisper.

“Yes.” Elara giggles.

“So... are the two of you together?” Opal asks.

“No. He’s married to my daughter, but I’m his ****.” Elara responds. Eris pouts.

“Are you staying?” Opal asks, looking at you with hope and love in her eyes.

“We can’t. We’re on a mission to find information for a friend.” you apologize.

“Will you stay after?” Opal asks.

“For two nights.” you promise, winking at Opal, who flushes. Eris gives you an incredibly arousing hug with her fit, teen, elf body. Opal kisses you long and soft, and the elf sorceress practically melts against you during it.

“Farewell, my king.” Opal murmurs against your lips.

“You too, mistress of the night.” you mutter, and Opal flushes darkly. Mistress of the Night was from role play of her being a demon, and resulted in Eris.