Harem?!

After a very long pause, one that Alice had shared, Seamus finally was able to croak out: "Harem?!"

"Yes, husband. You, my King, were one of the first users of Custom Girls beta way back in your college days. But, husband, after you made Ailis perpetually 18 and have a Daddy fetish, you fell in love with dear Alice here and felt wracked with guilt and started to, oh how did you put it again? Oh, that's right, husband, you said: you became a motor instead of a generator for Erogen. My King, we had to put your harem into suspended animation and tweak your memories of Ailis because her lack of aging transformation prevented us from suspending her. So, my King, we made your, and her, memories be that of actually being your daughter." Vavnagal looked sympathetic at this, one of the first times she hadn't seemed like this was all just normal.

"But I remember, well if you implanted, but I felt, but memories drive feelings too." Seamus stumbled through the words before Alice interjected.

"How do we know you are telling the truth?" Alice demanded.

Vavnagal touched Seamus' forehead, and then touched Alice's forehead. "Those are your true memories over the years, my King, and Queen Consort." A touch of humor crossed Vavnagal's face. "Alice, my Queen Consort, you are a little underdressed at the moment." Vavnagal looked at one of the succubi in the room, who bowed, reached into a fog and pulled out a gold knotwork circlet with small precious jewels at the joins in the knots. The succubus then knelt before Alice, her tail sweeping part of her pteryges out of the way from her knee, the metal rivets on the leather strips hanging from the leather and chainmail cuirass making hushed thud sounds as they impacted each other in the process. The succubus held up the circlet to Alice, continuing to bow.

Alice looked at Seamus and said: "I guess I'll be looking like you now?"

"What?" Seamus asked, confused. Then he felt his head with his hands and realized he was wearing a larger and much more elaborate version of the circlet being held up to Alice. "When did that get there?"

"When we married, my King, same time my crown arrived on my head." Vavnagal responded.

Seamus looked over and realized he had somehow completely missed the appearance of the crown on her head. "Why are ours so much more decorated and elaborate?"

"Because, my King, we are celebrating our marriage." Vavnagal said simply.

"Ah." Not having any understanding of the difference in royal etiquette, that was about all Seamus could say. Seamus finally hauled himself off of the floor and started to pace a little, his tail swishing in agitated circles.

"Do not worry, my King, you will know what you need to know when you need to know it, and the crown will morph to the circlet when the ceremony is done. My King, the crown is part of you now." Vavnagal said, smiling. She walked over and put a hand on his arm. "It has been many eons since the Vpuaah-Bvsd-Dopal have had their monarchs, my King, after my husband fell in battle."

Blinking, Seamus, stopped pacing, looked at her and said, "I take it that is the name of the succubi and incubi race?"

"Yes, my husband, it means 'The Winged Glory of Desire' and it is nice to be able to reclaim it once more." Vavnagal stated. Then joyously stated: "and were it not for you, dear, precious, wonderful husband, it would not have been so again. It is only because you made your choice the way you did, my husband, that allowed this to happen."

"Uh-huh, and your prodding and doomsaying had nothing to do with me making that choice in a swift manner?" Seamus looked at her suspiciously. His tail started to swish violently and a sudden crash behind him made him whirl and he groaned as he looked at the broken television set with his tail sticking out of it.

Vavnagal suddenly acquired an innocent, cat-like look. "Well, my King, how else was I to make this happen?"

Sighing, Seamus extracted his tail from the television set, looked it over for any blood and seeing none, asked: "Do we still need that cat-demon?"

"Yes, my King." Vavnagal sobered. Then she waved her hand and the television set was fixed.

Stalking away from the television set, Seamus veered away from one of the other succubi in the living room and stood next to the couch and looked at Alice, trying to control his tail. "What do you think, dear"

Finally taking the circlet from the kneeling succubi and placing it on her head, Alice smiled and said, "I think it looks quite fetching on me, what do you think?"

Groaning, Seamus felt his tail swish again and winced at the crash behind him as a vase flew off the table and landed on the floor. Giving Vavnagal a quick grateful smile as she waved her hand again, he said: "Alice, honey, I meant regarding the whole situation."

"I know, honey. Might I suggest that you step away from breakable things so that you don't make Vavnagal tired out from having to constantly fix everything in the house?" Alice smirked.

Growling, Seamus wrapped his tail around himself and snapped his wings tight to his body. "Human homes aren't meant for people with tails and wings." He snapped.

Alice laughed and stood up, then gasped as she moved wrong, her hands diving in two directions to her nipples and her groin. "Ahem. Of course not, dear, because we've never had them before." Looking over his head, she said further: "But dear, I'm afraid we are probably going to need to buy a new house, one with much taller ceilings because I'm worried about the tops of your wings and that fan."

Shooting his eyes up, Seamus realized the ceiling fan was whirling away, less than six inches from his left wing. He took a long step to the right and then shook his head. "If it isn't one thing, it's another." He looked back at Vavnagal: "Thanks for giving the memories back, but they feel muddled together a bit. Tell me, I felt guilty? Why?"

Looking at him sympathetically, Vavnagal replied: "Because you were young, my King, and horny. You made full use of the app my King, but each time you did you would pray to the Creator for forgiveness for doing so. But we pushed you too hard because we were trying to survive, husband, and in so doing, you added the entire college cheerleading team to your Custom Girls list, and never woke up alone." She smiled sadly. "The straw that broke the camels back, my King, was when you met Alice and nearly added her to your list before you could find out if she loved you back."

Seamus looked over at his wife, now one of his Custom Girls, and thought through the irony in that statement.

Vavnagal continued: "My King, we had to completely redo our selection process and methodology for who we would choose for users to avoid problems like yours after that event."

Looking at one of the succubi who was breathing hard and starting to moan a little, plus had started to lean toward him a little, Seamus asked her: "Are you okay? Miss..."

Immediately sinking into a full prostrated bow with her forehead on the floor, the succubus responded: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, your servant is not familiar with being this close to such a powerful, enthralling..." she moaned again, "ahem. My apologies, Your Majesty, your servant is called Vaoan." She hesitated, then continued hesitantly: "or did you need my full name?"

Quirking an eyebrow, and perversely wanting to see the response, Seamus whispered to her: "no need. If I want your full true name, I only need but to ask Vavnagal and she will suddenly know it and tell me it."

Vaoan looked up in panic, blanched, and then saw he was being truthful but teasing and relaxed, but then looked at her new King and Queen with wonder. "Your Majesty, is that true of anyone?"

"So far as we know." Seamus replied.

Vaoan suddenly beamed with happiness. "Oh, Sire, Your Majesty, now I know why Her Majesty took the risk and chose you. You will save us all!" Shivering suddenly, Vaoan asked: "Your Majesty, if it wouldn't trouble you too much, may your servant back away from your awesome presence a little?"

"Go where you need! No need to stand on ceremony on my account." Looking at her form, prostrated on the ground, Seamus cleared his throat, "er, or bow on ceremony that is..."

Vaoan did better than Michael Jackson and somehow moon-bowed backwards before standing up and went to guard a door.

Walking over to his new Queen, Seamus asked her: "She does know that is an interior door, right?"

"Yes, husband, but have you already forgotten that we can appear from anywhere?" Vavnagal asked.

Abashed, Seamus chuckled and said: "I would say this is all very new to me but apparently it's old hat." He frowned. "How long until the memories are clear?"

Vavnagal responded: "Momentarily, husband, you've had two decades layered on top with constant shuffling due to Ailis."

"That explains it." Seamus sighed. "Why did I give her a daddy fetish?"

"You didn't, husband, not entirely. She already had one, you, my King, enhanced and shaped it to focus on you." Vavnagal said.

Seamus shuddered. "I never liked the story of Oedipus Rex, now I find I perpetuated a version of it to myself?"

Vavnagal shook her head: "my King, you did not, she was not your daughter before and she always had a horrible, abusive relationship with her biological father. You, husband, gave her new memories of a loving household with loving parents, and now her memories are returned of when she shared her bed with you before all of that."

Seamus paled. "What?!" He pulled up his watch and called his daughter, no, he called the adult woman he had thought he had raised as his daughter who had a daddy fetish and was now his Custom Girl-this was too weird for words-he called Ailis. "Ailis? You okay honey? I just heard you got memories you didn't have a moment ago?"

"Yeah. Um, can I put my shirt back on for this conversation, Dad? Um, Seamus, um, what do I call you?" Ailis sounded weird.

"Yes, of course you can. And call me whatever you feel comfortable with." Seamus said.

Sighing in relief, Ailis replied: "I'll just call you Dad. You were a hundred times better than my real one. And now I get to live out my fantasies without feeling like they are totally sick in the head."

A long pause later, Ailis prompted: "Um. Unless you're no longer into what we did in college since you are married now and we've been in this weird Daddy/adult daughter relationship for the last two decades and you're all weirded out?"

"Aren't you?" Seamus asked. "I just found out myself, just got married, again, while I'm still married, and now I find out I've got a harem landing in my lap so..."

"Now isn't the time to think about it, got it." Ailis sounded both relieved and disappointed.

"Honey, I love you. Um. If that's okay to say...you know what? I think this'll be better later when you're back home and we can talk about it face to face, okay?" Seamus said, wishing he hadn't called now.

Ailis said: "Sure thing. I'm going to go kiss a few more strangers and then text you after, all right?"

"Sure thing. Stay safe." Seamus said, then winced.

"Uh-huh. Laters." Ailis hung up.

"Laters? Since when does she use that terminology?" Seamus shook his head.

Vavnagal looked at him, amused: "She's been a college freshman for twenty years, my King."

Shuddering, Seamus said: "Now that's terrifying."

Alice slid up to him and kissed him on the lips, sliding her left hand under his right wing. "She'll be okay dear. Mind putting your head on me please?"

Seamus smiled and put his head on her head and heard her sigh in relief. "It'll all be all right." Seamus looked over at Vavnagal, who was back to her usual self with chains, belt, with the addition of her crown. "I think the weird factor has maxed me out and I'm ready to get that cat demon for you now."

Vavnagal nodded, "Yes, my King. I am summoning Miz-Ananael, a high ranking intelligence officer in Lucifer's intelligence bureau. Please, my King, ask me her true name as soon as she appears." She cleared a space in the center of the living room by making all the furniture disappear. "My King, I can use that to hold her briefly while you add her to your Custom Girl list, but then you will need to also add customizations that allows you to control what she is allowed to tell others and ask permission from you before traveling anywhere."

Frowning, Seamus said: "That sounds expensive. I don't know if my available gems will be high enough. I spent quite a bit earlier." He directed Alice to their bedroom, not wanting her to be in the line of fire if anything went wrong.

Laughing, Vavnagal said: "Oh, dear husband, you just married and had sex three different ways with a succubus. I assure you, my dear husband, you'll have now more than enough to work with." She stretched her wings as much as the chains allowed and flexed her neck, looking for all the world like someone getting ready for a boxing match.

"How much more?" Seamus shook his head, "never mind, I can deal with the fallout later, and likely making customizations to a demon won't be cheap?" He started putting on the rest of his clothes again, an interrupted task from earlier just after the succubi had appeared.

Shaking her head, Vavnagal said: "They will not be, my King. You will need to be selective, husband." She looked around, and satisfied that all preparations were complete, nodded at him to get ready.

Seamus opened the app and saw that he did indeed have a lot of gems, over 200, how much more he couldn't tell without extra checking but based on quick math, that wedding had netted him north of 250. It sounded impressive, until he realized he needed a lot more to remove someone and if a wedding and that much sex didn't do it, what would?

Vavnagal was speaking an unfamiliar language, and then a feline entity appeared from black mist. She was covered in fur from head to toe, but the bat wings on her back immediately started to snap open and that distracted him from the snapping tail, fearsome teeth and claws. "You! No member of your race should have this much power anymore...who..."

Seamus interrupted and asked Vavnagal: "What's her true name?"

Laughter from the Miz demon turned to shock when Vavnagal responded: "Miz-Laiad-Na."

Swiftly, Seamus sped through the process of adding her on the app. He dodged as her tail whipped through the space he had been in, and typed in her name. Snapping teeth next to his neck distracted him for a moment but then he clicked add and accept.

"What did you do?" Na hissed: "get it off of me!"

Looking up briefly, Seamus saw a collar around Na's throat, her claws ineffectual as they tried to remove the offending device. He was amazed at how dextrous they were, given that they were six inches long. And her face, even though it was twisted in a snarl, was undeniably gorgeous. The black, gold, and white fur contrasted beautifully with her green flame eyes.

Shaking himself, Seamus could hear Vavnagal's voice continue the constant patter of otherworldly words, and he focused on seeking for something that could help keep her from disappearing and ruining everything they were doing. Finally! Portals: Custom Girl has portals attached to her mouth and all other orifices. User may control what enters and exits from those portals at users whim.