CHAPTER 348: THE MARCH OF TIME

"Just to be clear, I have no desire to become pregnant..." remarked Merlin, staring back at Vahn seated on the sofa behind her, her hands positioned above her knees, her ass sticking out, and her fleshy mons parted with his glans prepared to sink into her pussy.

"You won’t, but if you’re concerned, I can cum outside..." affirmed Vahn, quickly but casually appending, "It won’t have the same benefits, though."

"Benefits...?" repeated Merlin, appearing calm and casual as she slowly lowered her hips, first taking in Vahn’s glans before unhurriedly twisting her hips to accept him further inside.

Nodding, with his hands applying a gentle, downward pressure to Merlin’s waist, Vahn casually explained, "My bodily fluids, particularly my semen, are comprised of a special energy that can strengthen a person’s physical parameters and even draw out the latent potential of their bloodline. How much they can absorb depends on the person, but to put it simply—"

"The more a woman allows you to cum inside her, the more powerful she’ll become...how convenient for you..." noted Merlin, her voice a sensual purr as she ceased twisting and lowering her hips and reached behind her with her left hand to see how much of Vahn’s cock remained. She had believed she would be able to accommodate him without issue, but to her surprise, there was still enough of his shaft to fit her hand around...

"If you don’t believe me, you need only to verify it yourself..." remarked Vahn, eliciting a sensual moan from Merlin’s throat and confusing her as he pulled her flush against him. Adjusting the size of his dick was almost second nature to him at that point, but he was confident that by the time he and Merlin were finished, she would be able to accept much more than the 23cm currently nestled deep within her intensely pulsating pussy.

"I can feel your heartbeat..." noted Vahn, holding Merlin in place as she squirmed atop him with closed eyes, acclimating to the feeling of being spread to her maximum capacity. Then, without responding to him with words, she began tentatively raising and lowering her hips, starting with quick and shallow movements before building up to a steady, energetic bounce.

’She’s experimenting...’ determined Vahn, recognizing that Merlin was paying more attention to the sensations permeating her body than the fact he was present. In essence, she was behaving as though she was using him to masturbate, focused entirely on her pleasure and reaching climax herself.

’I guess this is what three thousand years of solitary masturbation does to a person...’ thought Vahn, reminding Merlin of his presence by guiding her to recline against him and sprouting two additional pairs of arms. The raven-haired Mage was briefly confused by his actions, but as he raised and spread her legs, massaged her breasts, and began stimulating her clit at the same time, she realized he wasn’t simply going to sit and allow her to do as she pleased.

"If we’re doing this, we’re going to do it right..." asserted Vahn, planting a kiss on Merlin’s right shoulder as his hair shifted from dark brown to pale white with a luminous pink hue. The abrupt increase in simulation caused Merlin to clench her jaw and close her eyes, but since she had committed to seeing things through to the end, she traced a Magic Circle around her navel with her right index finger, causing the interior of her pussy to tense and writhe like a living creature as she refused to be manhandled without resistance...

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"Feeling better...?" asked Vahn, drying his hands with a white towel as Bonney, post-massage, breathed heavily, her body completely limp as she lay face down atop a blue contour massage table.

"A little..." answered Bonney, when, in reality, she felt that if she died at that exact moment, she would die happy and content. Vahn’s massage skills were on a level that was difficult to comprehend, and even though he avoided touching her breasts and butt directly, his skillful kneading of her belly, thighs, back, shoulder, calves, feet, and hands left her feeling as soft and malleable as a lobster that had just finished molting.

"Then I guess I’ll have no choice but to see you tomorrow and every day after," said Vahn, causing Bonney’s lazy, half-lidded eyes to open to their limits, her strength returning in an instant as she sat up, stared wide-eyed at Vahn, and asked, "Are you serious...?"

Ignoring the lively, nearly D-cup breasts bouncing before him, Vahn held Bonney’s gaze, nodded, and affirmed, "Contrary to what you might think, I don’t enjoy seeing you suffer, Bonney. If you didn’t regularly take things too far, we could do much more together..."

Frowning, Bonney wanted to retort, but she knew better than anyone how contentious she could be. She had many arguments to justify her actions, but the simple fact of the matter was that Vahn was unwilling to cross the lines he had drawn. It didn’t matter that she believed they shouldn’t exist. By ignoring them, she was constantly trying to force him to do something he wasn’t comfortable with.

"I’m...trying..." muttered Bonney, wanting to apologize but chickening out at the last moment, her cheeks burning as she hung and turned her head to avoid Vahn’s gaze.

"I know you are..." responded Vahn, stepping forward to grab Bonney’s biceps before planting a kiss on her forehead. In response, she wrapped her arms around him, and though it was a little awkward due to her being topless, Vahn reciprocated, embracing her gently and combing his fingers through her silky, floral-smelling hair...

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Though it felt like only a short while had passed since he had knocked them up, Vahn welcomed three daughters and two sons into the world, courtesy of Jack-O, Sona, Ravel, Erza, and Xenovia giving birth within two months of each other. His newest sons, birthed by Jack-O and Sona, were named Ruben and Cassian, the former having a distinctive mop of red and white hair and the latter having inky black locks and violet eyes. As for his daughters, born to Ravel, Erza, and Xenovia, they were adorable bundles of potential named Phoebe, Athena, and Valeria, each looking remarkably similar to their mothers at the same age.

With the addition of five more children, life within the villa was more lively than ever. And with Akeno, Tsunade, Sui-Feng, Roxanne, Carla, Millianna, Lisanna, and, most recently, Robin, Lilith, and Yamato getting pregnant at the same time, they were anticipating at least ten more. This would bring the total number of Vahn’s children to twenty-five—including Naruto—but with many of his wives desiring multiple children, that number was almost certain to at least double within five to ten years...

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With her biological clock telling her it was Autumn, Ghislaine, for the second season in a row, found herself barely able to think as Vahn, in a particularly muscular form standing 224cm tall, pounded her forcefully from behind as she posed on her elbows and knees. He had technically never defeated her in a duel, but as she had long accepted that he was far superior to her, her body trembled and her pussy tightened as much as it was able to entice his draconic cock to breed her.

"You can tighten up more than this...!" shouted Vahn, holding Ghislaine’s ashen-furred tail like the reins of a horse with his right hand and smacking her toned, situationally rock-hard ass with his left. Sex between members of the Beast Race was a battle for superiority, so if he didn’t dominate her, Ghislaine would readily attempt to dominate him in turn. And though some men might enjoy her Amazonian way of making love, he wasn’t fond of the idea of having his ankles pushed up and having a woman ride him like she was the one doing the fucking...

"Nnngh~!"

Though she was squeezing her pussy as hard as she could, Ghislaine didn’t want to disappoint Vahn, compelling her to cross her ankles, drop her butt slightly, and squeeze her thighs to the point they swelled to one hundred and thirty percent of their usual size. If the person fucking her were anyone else, she might have pulverized or inadvertantly snipped off their dicks with how tightly she squeezed, but Vahn’s cock was as firm as his stamina was boundless.

"Good girl...now here’s your reward..." hummed Vahn, pulling Ghislaine’s tail tightly and driving the tip of his dick directly into her dilated uterus to fill it with enough semen to make her belly bulge slightly. In the process, Ghislaine’s natural red and magically green eyes rolled upward, her teeth clenching hard enough to crack her molars, and her consciousness fading from the combination of extreme pleasure and holding her breath. Despite this, she never stopped clenching her pussy, her insides undulating with a potent, vacuous force that did its best to keep Vahn’s cock inside her and not waste a single drop of his semen.

"Oi...don’t forget to breathe..." said Vahn, giving Ghislaine’s left ass cheek another crisp smack, causing her to exhale all at once. Then, as her pussy was functionally designed to continue milking a cock until it was certain it had received all the semen it could, he spent nearly ten minutes bumping her exceptionally round and tantalizingly brown bottom until his glans was finally released from her uterus, which promptly contracted tightly to seal his semen within. In this manner, women of Ghislaine’s race were virtually guaranteed to get pregnant after accepting a suitable male’s seed. If their partner weren’t suitable, their womb simply wouldn’t open, no matter how frequently they fucked.

With his glans freed, Vahn briefly pulled out of Ghislaine’s vice-like pussy and turned her onto her back. Despite being in an eraptured daze, having her belly exposed caused her to instinctively pull up her legs to protect it. In general, members of the Beast Tribe hated being on their backs, but as Vahn pushed her toned and muscular legs up even further and reinserted his cock into Ghislaine’s pussy, a husky laugh emanated from her throat before she spread her legs, hooked them around his waist, and pulled him forward with her nails digging into his back and her sharp canines sinking deep into his left shoulder to mark him as her lifelong mate...

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"Dad! Let’s do something fun...!" exclaimed a bright-eyed, maroon-haired toddler, jumping on Vahn’s back from behind and locking tiny but powerful arms around his neck.

"What did you have in mind?" asked a second version of Vahn, appearing behind the youth, Naruto, and picking him up. His other self was currently finger painting with his adorable cat-earred daughters, Hikari, Yoruko, and Sumire, so he habitually created a Flower Flower Clone and split his focus to avoid unnecessary conflict and tears.

Enjoying being on Vahn’s shoulders, Naruto, beaming from ear to ear, swayed from side to side as he replied, "I want to go on the slide! The really big one...!"

"Alright, then. Let’s ask around to see if any of your other siblings want to join, and we’ll head straight there~" affirmed Vahn, sporting a smile of his own even though he noticed a faint and warm moisture on the back of his neck, a sure sign that Naruto had peed himself. Fortunately, he just had to use a quick cleansing spell on himself, causing a pleasant, slightly tingling warmth to envelop his and Naruto’s bodies before they were on their way to pick up his and Venelana’s son, Valerian, and his and Korra’s daughter, Naya. The two were little balls of energy just like Naruto, so the three had become fast friends. Vahn could do without Kushina regularly insinuating that Naya and Naruto would make an adorable couple, but as long as his children were happy, so was he...

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"Hey...there’s something we need to discuss..." expressed Tsunade, her face flushed, but her expression serious as Vahn supported her legs and made slow, gentle love to her to avoid straining the muscles supporting her pregnant belly. She was modeling the belly band all of his pregnant lovers wore during sex, but while that allowed her legs to be pushed up, it wasn’t advised.

"What’s up...?" asked Vahn, turning Tsunade’s legs to the side to fuck her her even more gently.

"I want Jiraiya to be our child’s Godfather..." revealed Tsunade, her words tentative as she observed Vahn’s face for any signs of displeasure.

"Then it’s decided," affirmed Vahn, nodding without a moment’s hesitation or the need to deliberate. He and Jiraiya still occasionally met with other men to share drinks and stories, so he had no reason not to allow the man to be the Godfather of his and Tsunade’s child.

Feeling relieved, Tsunade exhaled faintly from her nose, smiled, and said, "I don’t know why I expected you to refuse..." before closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling of Vahn’s glans scraping her insides. Vahn also didn’t know why she had thought such a thing, but instead of reflecting on it, he dutifully performed his husbandly duties, ensuring the voluptuous blonde was as comfortable as possible so that by the time he painted her insides with a fresh coat of semen, she was fast asleep with a contented smile on her face...

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