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Chapter 4 by Arthor Thomarius Arthor Thomarius

Where do you start?

The Farmer's Wife and Daughters.

You hear someone crying out for help. You look down to see a man in pain and a young woman looking on in fear. A farmer tending to his fence is being attacked by a pack of wolves. The snarling beasts are bearing their teeth to the young woman you presume is his daughter. The young lady is paralyzed by fear and unable to move for fear of being attacked by the ferocious beasts.
Taking a more detailed view of the situation, you see that the farmer's wife is a beautiful woman who is still quite fertile. You see that of the farmers' children, three of them are nubile females who would make excellent breeding stock. You can see the farmer's son rushing to grab his gun to fend off the wolves, but you know that he will not make it in time.
In less time it would take a human to blink, you ZOOOOM your way down to the farm halfway around the world and act. You toss aside the wolf attacking the farmer's leg and tell the other wolves to get.
"We hunger, this meat is tasty. We desire food." The lead wolf says to you. You inform the wolf that these humans are under your protection. With your eyes glowing red, the pack of wolves gets the message and runs off.
"My leg!" The farmer says groaning in pain. You look at the wound which you can see is in the first stages of infection. It is a simple thing for you to use your healing vision to restore the farmer's leg to full functionality.
"Hot Dang!" The farmer says jumping up and dancing around in a humorous manner.
"Pa!" one of the farmer's daughters exclaims as she rushes to hug her father. "I was so scared." The young girl looks up at you with tears in her eyes. "Thank you. Thank you for saving my Daddy." As she spoke the rest of the family began running up to join in the group hug.
You can see that the attention of the women drifts from their relief at the safety of their patriarch to their carnal urges drawing their gazes to your physique. "Can we..." One of the daughters starts to say.
"Is there anything we can..." Another starts to ask.
"How can we..." The third begins to ask.
None of them can ask the question you can clearly see blazing in their minds.

How do you answer them?

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