A Magical Harem for a Digital Devil 2 (Patreon)

[quote]AN: The first half is my attempt to see if I can write a straight smut scene from the girl’s perspective. I’m not sure how successful I’ll be.[/quote]

Isabel’s eyes widened, a new monster, here! Her hand flew to her backpack, only for something to happen that she never could have possibly imagined.

“None of that, Little One,” the monster spoke, making Isabel’s jaw drop in shock. Monsters didn’t speak, they only roared and growled. Was she imagining things? Or… “Yes, I speak. The fact that the elevators worked should be enough to tell you that I’m not one of the monsters you hunt.”

“What… who are you?” Isabel asked.

“I am Bataqu,” he said, and it clicked in Isabel’s mind. The new game, the hero looked just like him. “But more than that, there is another name, or rather another title that you will call me.”

“T-title?” she stammered, her eyes raking over him. Now that she had realized, she wondered how she could have possibly missed the resemblance. He even sounded like the Bataqu in the game! All the various fantasies she’d been having over the last week came to the forefront of her mind, making her cheeks flush a bright red. One of his long fingers, one that had made it to where she’d nearly gone out and ordered a new toy just to see how deep it would reach inside her, reached out and stroked along her jaw. From her neck to her chin, leaving a trail of goosebumps where he touched.

“That title, Little One, is Master,” he purred, cupping her chin and leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss. She moaned into her Master’s mouth, her entire body on fire with the kind of feeling she’d only felt while touching herself down there as she savored her first kiss.

He pulled back, and Isabel whined at the loss. With a chuckle, he seemed to glide over to a chair further in the hotel room and sat in it. Gesturing with a long, crooked finger, he ordered her, “Come. On your hands and knees.”

Eagerly, the young teen placed her hands flat on the carpet and crawled towards him. When she was almost in front of him, she paused and her eyes widened as his penis began to grow. It was huge! Where had he hidden it, why hadn’t she seen it?

“Suck, Little One,” he ordered, and Isabel forced herself to refocus.

Where the mammoth penis had come from didn’t matter, since it was her Master’s. Finishing crawling the rest of the way, Isabel found herself face to penis with her Master. It bobbed before her face as it grew, actually wiggling in time with the beating of his heart, bouncing up as it got harder and harder, until it smacked Isabel’s nose. Breathing in deeply the scent of her Master’s musk, she took a moment to steel herself. She’d fought monsters for over a year, she could handle a big, throbbing penis. Before she could change her mind, she lunged forwards, opening her mouth as wide as it would go and just barely managing to squeeze the first few inches into her mouth.

“Good girl,” Master says, running a hand along her red hair as Isabel chokes on the penis in her mouth. Concentrating, Isabel ran her tongue along the edges of the big part of the penis in her mouth, swallowing down the surge of salty sweet liquid that came from Master’s penis as it began to fill her mouth.

His legs spread, allowing Isabel more room, and she smiled at how considerate he was for her. Scooching her legs further under her, Isabel brought her hands up, gripping the intruder in her mouth with both hands and giving it tender caresses, not wanting to grip too hard and make it hurt.

“Try to take it deeper,” he ordered and Isabel vaguely remembered some of the porn she’d read at school.

Taking a deep breath through her nose, Isabel did her best to keep from gagging as she shoved her head forwards, ramming his penis as deeply into her throat as she could. Master twitched and grunted, the first indicator he’d given that he was enjoying what she was doing. Closing her eyes, Isabel savored the taste of her Master’s length as it filled her mouth and throat. With both hands stroking what she couldn’t fit, she began to bob her head up and down, centering her world around the manhood in her mouth.

Without warning, both of Master’s hands gripped her head and pulled her down, forcing Isabel to take him even more deeply, until the base of his penis was pressed against her nose and chin, her nostrils filling with his heady musk. She can’t breathe, but she does her best to please him, sucking hard on the length in her mouth and her hands reaching down to cup and fondle his balls, gurgling around the salty length as her Master grunts.

A wave like motion passed through her throat from the pillar of flesh obstructing it, stretching her even wider than before. It passed, leaving a warm feeling in her belly. Another wave worked its way into her mouth, and Isabel realized that her Master was having an orgasm, sending his sperm directly into her tummy. Her lungs were burning with the lack of air, but she was trapped on her Master’s length. With nothing else that she could do, Isabel reached out, gently squeezing her Master’s balls. The next wave into her throat is bigger. Happy that she could make him finish faster, blackness encroached at the edge of Isabel’s vision, unable to notice as he finished.

Falling back to the floor when he let go of her head, Isabel was blissfully aware of the sweet air filling her lungs. Salt dances along her tongue, and she realized that Master had left some of his seed in her mouth and along her lips. Isabel wiped as much of it up as she could, licking it down as she went.

Looking up at her master, lounging in the chair like it was a throne, she asked, “How did I do, Master?”

He smirked down at her, “Excellently done, Little One. You are a natural cocksucker.” Smiling up at him, the teen preens at the praise before he continues. “Remove your panties, I am going to take your virginity.”

Isabel hesitated, before saying, “Master, if we have sex… isn’t there a chance I’ll get pregnant?”

He raised an eyebrow, before saying, like he was explaining something obvious, “Yes. That is the purpose behind sex, Little One.”

“You… want me to get pregnant Master?” she asked for clarification.

“Little One,” he said firmly, and she winced. “I am going to put a child in you. I will continue to have sex with you until you give birth. Then I will put another child in you. I will continue to do this for as long as your body will allow. Then when it can no longer produce my progeny, I will reverse the ravages of time on your body to how you were when you walked through that door. Then we will do this all over again. And again, and again, until the world is swallowed by the sun and we move on to the next reality.

“More than this, you will help me claim your fellow magical girls, and I will do the same to them. When we travel to another world, all of you will help me pick out my choice of girls, and add them to my harem. Do you understand, Little One?”

An eternity of having Master’s babies? And helping Master claim other girls? Smiling brightly, she only had one thing she could say in response, “When do we start, Master?”

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I smirked down at the barely pubescent girl kneeling at my feet. There were so many ways I could take her, and after a moment, I made my decision. Standing from the chair to my full, towering height, I grinned down at her and ordered, “Lay on your back. You do gymnastics, yes?”

“Yes Master,” she answered as she all but threw herself onto her back, pulling her legs up until her knees were next to her ears. Her red panties were on full display, a wet patch clearly visible on the front of them. “Some yoga too. It helps me be able to dodge when monsters throw cars or rubble at me.”

I nodded in understanding, pleasantly surprised at just how flexible she was. Kneeling in front of her, I reached down and slid a thumb along the wet front of her panties, rubbing her jailbait pussy through the fabric. Isabel whimpered, her body fidgeting from the feelings that she was experiencing, before letting out a gasp as I tore her panties off her.

Grinning in anticipation, I licked the inside of my palm before pressing the tip of my index finger into the girl's wet hole. She moaned as I pushed inward, past her surprisingly still present hymen, pushing her all the way down to my knuckle.

“Oh god,” she gasped, “your finger feels good Master.”

I chuckled, taking my time to thrust deeper into her virgin hole, stretching her open. Isabel cried out as I pulled my finger free of her body, leaving a trail of precum across her skin. Her hands came up to hold her face, and she looked up at me with wide eyes.

“Please don't hurt me Master,” she begged me, not even trying to hide the fear in her voice. “I've heard the first time hurts, and you're so big.”

I smiled, leaning forward and kissing her hard on the lips. The kiss was filled with passion, and Isabel's body shuddered as our tongues met. Finally breaking away, I grinned down at her, “I know you’ll enjoy yourself, Little One. Just relax and enjoy it.”

“I'm scared Master,” she whispered, burying her face in my neck.

“I know,” I said. “But it’s going to happen regardless.”

I leaned back and lined myself up with her slick virgin pussy, my cock pressing tightly against her. Isabel cried out, her hips reflexively trying to back away. I kissed her once more, holding her tight as I slowly forced my way inside her.

She let out a muffled scream, gripping my arms in her hands, as I filled her up. Isabel was very wet, and it seemed like it took an eternity for each inch of me sunk deep into her. Lifting my head, I looked down at her, seeing tears in her eyes. My wings twitched, and I reached up with a finger to wipe the tears away.

“It's alright, Little One,” I whispered, kissing her cheek gently.

“Are you sure about this Master?” she asked, sounding desperate.

“This is what happens when a man has sex with a virgin,” I told her.

She didn't say anything, instead just shaking her head. As if on cue, I began moving my hips, driving the rest of my length into her. Inch after inch of me disappeared inside of her, until finally I felt the head of my dick press against something hard and firm. I glanced down, seeing blood around the stretched sides of her cunt. I realized what it was in an instant. Nearly a third of my cock left to go, and I had reached her cervix. I pressed my forehead against hers, as my left hand reached into a fold of metaphysical space for a particular item.

“I need you to drink this, Little One,” I told her, placing the lip of a vial to her lips. “Once you do, you will be able to take all of me inside you.”

Her eyes widened slightly, taking a sip from the vial. Isabel gulped, choking on the liquid as it went down her throat. I held her tight, stroking her hair as she caught her breath. I waited another minute before continuing, knowing that she would soon be ready.

Taking a deep breath, I pulled out of her, and then slammed back inside. Isabel screamed, her voice echoing throughout the room. I knew from experimenting that it wouldn't last long, and before she'd finished, I was slamming into her again. This time, her cervix fell to my thrust, dilating and welcoming me into her womb.

Isabel's arms wrapped around my neck as I continued to pound into her. Every inch of me that entered her became coated in her pussy juices, making the movement easier. I reached under her legs, raising them up so that they were resting on my shoulders. The girl was moaning loudly now, her face buried in my neck as we fucked. I reached down to squeeze her barely budding breasts, pinching on her peaked nipples.

“Brace yourself, Little One,” I grunted, “I am close.”

I picked up speed, hammering into her with abandon, pulling out only to slam back into her. Each thrust pushed her deeper into the carpet, and I could feel every ridge and vein of my shaft as it slid through her. As I felt myself nearing completion, I spoke.

“Are you ready for me to cum inside you?” I ‘asked’ her, checking to see how conscious she was.

Fortunately, she was still lucid enough to answer, “Yes Master, give me your baby.”

With that, I released my seed deep inside of Isabel. My balls contracted and a torrent of hot sperm shot into her womb. For several minutes I kept pumping into her, the hot cum filling her up. When I was done, I collapsed onto her, panting as I tried to catch my breath. Her body was soft and warm beneath mine, and I nuzzled her neck, kissing her tenderly.

“You are mine, Little One,” I whispered, my hand caressing her belly.

“Yes, Master,” she murmured. “I’m yours, only yours.”