Yeah, I guess it is.

Even if I was smiling as Melissa and Zynthia pushed me down on my bed, and started taking off my pants, I was still concerned about some things. After all, it’s one thing to decide to own people as magical slaves when you’re filling out a fun quiz on the internet. It’s absolutely another when you do it in a real situation. Technically speaking, I could do anything I wanted with these women, and the way I planned out my benefits and drawbacks, nobody could stop me.

It goes without saying I made myself immortal and tireless at the same time I made that the case for everyone else, so even if I die I’ll pop back up after a day if someone killed me to keep me from enjoying all the benefits of my harem. But even then, since I get new slaves through telepathy, I could also just control most anyone who tries to keep me from doing what I wanted with the girls, making them a new addition to the harem of beautiful ladies whether they like it or not.

It was a real ethical pickle for me, since all the fun sex acts I could make these women do would then always be without their consent, since I’d be mind controlling them.

“Get hard, if you know what’s good for you. If you need help don’t be shy. Let us know. I’m sure we can arrange something...” Melissa demanded, licking her lips as she inched one of her fingers dangerously closer and closer towards my asshole.

Well, guess now’s not the time to worry about how to get their consent, considering my own somewhat repressed sexual desires are making them **** me right now. It’s probably why I’m having a fun time at the moment despite my impending ****.

“Please, don’t hurt me! I can get hard for you, just don’t do anything rash!” I pleaded, a huge grin still on my face, as an equally huge amount of blood flow started being redirected crotchward.

As she made a spot for herself on my bed too, Victoria said “Wow, not bad weirdo. I guess all the man in you had to go somewhere, huh?” It’s true, I’m pretty comfortable with my dick size. Without getting into numbers, so nobody reading gets self-conscious, it’s pretty much around the lower end of what could be categorized as “big”. Like an A- or a B+ in general bigness. It was kinda fortunate, since I read a lot of stuff about how having a gargantuan penis was a lot of trouble for a partner to deal with.

I asked “Please, though couldn’t you spare me? I’ve never been with a woman before. Can’t you let me leave with that much, so I’m ready for when I finally find love?” At this, Melissa laughed. “On the contrary, I think we’re going to pop that cherry of yours here and now. Just so you don’t get any funny ideas about who’s in charge.”

Like I suspected, when they get like this, I can’t stop them from assaulting me even by commanding it. Though, I might be able to do something, even a minor thing. I sighed “Ah, what a shame. Could I at least pick who gets to do the dirty deed?”

The girls stiffened, but ultimately continued. Mary said “Seems fine. Who’re you picking?” My grin got just a little wider as I pointed to Melissa. “I think you’re a virgin too, right? Let’s trade!” I offered.

The former queen’s eyes glazed over a little as she answered “Tha-That would be acceptable. I suppose at least an ounce of mercy is necessary.” As she straddled me, I steeled myself. I wasn’t lying before, since I’ve never actually even had a girlfriend. Even though I’d jacked off countless times, I still wasn’t sure I wouldn’t explode immediately in the new territory that was “another person’s inner walls”. I didn’t want the girls to see me as just a two-pump-chump, albeit one who can give them orders and change their bodies in very specific ways.

Melissa slowly lowered herself on my towering erection, before stopping just short of penetration. “A-Ah, I almost forgot, l-lubrication.” Melissa said, a little shakier than before. Perhaps she unconsciously remembers how her powers are dependent on her virginity, despite my unaware-style hypnosis making her think she wants to lose it with me.

I smiled. “Gimme a sec, I can help with that.” I said, before starting to jerk myself off. As I moved my slider for Cum Production and both of our sliders for Fertility up to incredibly high levels, I kept my dick pointed against her pussy.

Before too long, I’m somewhat ashamed to admit, I shot out a now-gargantuan load, coating her freshly fertile insides with an overload of incredibly virile semen. In the rush of pleasure that came with it, I forgot we were both on my bed, cause I was not gonna enjoy cleaning that up later.

“Ah, I, wait, hold on, I think I just got ferti-” Melissa asked, before I grabbed ahold of her thighs and pulled her downwards, ridding her of the source of the magic powers that probably informed her of her egg cell’s new permanent roommate.

And good lord, was that a change! Like I thought, penetrating someone was it’s own unbelievably intense kind of stimulating... was it cause my brain recognized it was finally doing something besides toilet-aimed masturbation? Whatever the reason, both Melissa’s and my mouths were slacked open from just the penetration, probably resembling one of those “ahegaos” that they do all the time in hentai.

Maybe it was because of cumming my brains out not a minute before, but I didn’t blow my load immediately after getting inside her, thank god. But even then, the wriggles and pulses of her walls was so much stimulation that I wasn’t sure I could move! It seemed to be just as good for her, thankfully, as my previously noted size was hitting parts deep within her that were keeping her face in the previously mentioned “ahegao” even as her body stopped sitting upwards, and slowly lay on top of me.

Once her breasts started pressing against me, I gingerly reached for her ass, trying to get ahold of something so I could have some amount of control over my insertions. I had to go that slow because of the sensations still overwhelming my phallus, of course. But as soon as my hands made contact with Melissa’s bare cheeks, her arms wrapped around my torso and her face latched to mine in a wet French kiss.

As her tongue started exploring every inch of my mouth, Melissa moaned “MORE.” and started to hump and grind on my dick. Within seconds I came inside her again, but she didn’t let up. “MORE.” she repeated, her movements picking up speed.

Even if I produced a lot of cum, that still didn’t stop me from having a refractory period. Though I was feeling lightheaded from my repeated orgasms, I rose my Cum Production up further, trying to keep up with Melissa’s demands. It barely took any effort, probably because of her simple command. “More.” She clearly wasn’t satisfied, and I had to keep going until she was, so my body couldn’t resist her.

With a moan of my own I flooded her insides with more cum, vaguely aware that my bed was starting to get absolutely soaked in the stuff. It felt like I had been going for hours, just lying there as Melissa milked me of every ounce of jizz my poor, overworked, and heavily altered balls could pump out.

When it was over, she fell limp next to me on my semen-saturated sheets, my dick flopping out of her as it finally went flaccid. “So that... was sex...” Melissa whispered to herself. “I should’ve done that years ago...!” Well, guess I made a good impression, even if I was a bit of a quickshot...

“H-Hey M-M-Master...! Y-You’ve still got f-f-f-four of us to s-s-satisfy, GeheheHAhehe...” Zynthia cackled, pulling her dress skirt up above her waist to reveal a bare pussy. “W-W-Wanna start d-doing s-s-some c-carpet m-m-munching? I swear I w-w-washed up b-before old G-G-Golly dropped us h-h-here, Gehehehe...”

She lied down on her back, and spread her legs invitingly. My weary body started crawling towards her before I knew it, its phallus still dangling about, though it slowly started to lengthen back up.

As my face got closer to her snatch, Zynthia’s hands grabbed my head and shoved my mouth where she wanted it. I began licking, trying to judge which parts would feel the best for her as I looked up, watching her reactions. I guess this is the reason they always tell the girls learning blowjobs in hentai to make eye contact...

Since I hadn’t really had many opportunities to practice, I had to rely on stuff I had only heard about through Internet forums and comedy sketches involving spiffily-dressed men giving seminars to other clueless men. As I was licking the alphabet and trying not to overstimulate the clitoris, I felt something unexpected: a finger in my ass.

“C’mon, get hard again, we don’t have all day.” Mary groaned, jerking at my dick while she felt around for what I could only guess was my prostate. As an intense shock went up through my spine, I heard her say “Found it.” as my penis stiffened to full mast instantly. It took all I had to keep the cunnilingus going for Zynthia.

“Th-Thanks, Mary! J-Just in t-t-tIME!” Zynthia screeched as I felt her walls clench around my tongue, a slippery liquid splashing on my face. “Ah...! N-Now g-g-get y-your d-dick inside m-m-me...!” she moaned, releasing my head. I was about to crawl up and align myself, but Mary grabbed my shoulder. “Hey, I got his dick up and running, I should get first dibs.” she scowled, as she started taking off her panties and unbuttoning her school uniform shirt.

Still somewhat out of breath, I coughed “What if I tried... alternating... between you two...?” Mary thought about it for a moment, and sighed “Yeah, fine.” as she lied down on top of Zynthia, her pussy winding up right next to the goddess fragment’s in a sight that I never thought I’d ever see in real life.

My erection was throbbing with anticipation as I pressed it against Zynthia’s slit, hers and Mary’s Fertility getting jacked up right as I made the first thrust in. While I started with a few rudimentary thrusts into Zynthia, I had thought Mary should get a good amount of foreplay too. With each solid thrust, I started to wriggle my fingers deeper into Mary’s depths. Before long, the two of them were letting out quiet moans, then licks as I realized they were kissing each other.

Not one to be outdone, I started picking up the pace of my ministrations, eventually switching into Mary’s pussy while fingering Zynthia’s. The moans grew louder, and my thrusts sped up to the fastest I could manage. Hey, I may have been youthful forever cause of the mind worm juice, but I was still out of shape in a basement.

The switches became more and more frequent, until I was entering Zynthia, then Mary, then Zynthia, then Mary, each penetration a new thrust. And whatever I had been doing must have worked, because eventually Mary’s walls squeezed my length, and I shot out a very large rope of cum into her depths. Not one to leave out a participant, I quickly shoved my dick into Zynthia’s pussy in time for another blast to coat her insides. Each pulse I tried to switch which girl I was inside of, making as much of an effort to divide my load between them as I could. By the end, I was pretty sure I knocked them both up.

I fell back onto the bed, somehow just as tired as when I had been milked of almost all I had despite only cumming once, just from being the one to do the thrusting. I really have to get in shape quick. Either that or try not to move as much for the next girl I satisfy in this case of Rapey Slaves...