The Gamer Chapter 1515 – On the issue of harem membership (Patreon)

“Babababa!” Momo intercepted before anyone could say anything else. Two of herself appeared between John and the offering woman. The Gamer, against all male instincts, let himself be moved back to his chair. Lu Zhi, meanwhile, explained herself.

“Since we are already putting all the cards on the table, might as well, right?” the imperial tomboy reasoned. “I mean, it doesn’t count if it’s just the mouth?”

John screamed internally when Lu Zhi opened her lips wide. Her tongue extended. First, it was that of a human, then her mouth changed. Canines and, indeed, all of her teeth sharpened. The extended, wet muscle became pointier at the tip and all around smoother. It elongated, until the dextrous pink extended past her chin.

Outwardly, he kept his cool. He directed his eyes to Momo Prime and Lydia. The two overseers of this whole affair were exasperated to the point of unison. Pinching the bridges of their noses, chancellor and queen of entirely different countries clenched their eyes shut as if they had to push back some kind of explosive headache.

Lu Zhi had the decency to pull her tongue back in. The imperial tomboy’s pale cheeks had a notable tinge of red. A sign of arousal, more so than embarrassment. The true beauty of powerful, opinionated women was that they just said what they wanted, overwhelming as that could be.

“Please step out for a moment,” Lydia finally requested, using the bare minimum of niceness. “We’ll need to talk about this.”

“Oh, harem-internal discussions about what is and isn’t allowed – I love it!” Lu Zhi declared with a clap of her hands and a broad smile. She actually did love it.

‘How positively terrifying,’ John thought. ‘She wouldn’t have approached me with all of this if she hadn’t done her homework about how we run things, so I suppose this isn’t surprising… Still, women that are immediately happy to join the harem life are bad for my heart.’ He stared at Lu Zhi’s perfect ass, while the empress turned to leave. ‘It’s skipping too many beats.’

“I’ll be down by the beach, should be far enough that I can’t pick anything up!”

“Nightingale will take care of the secrecy anyhow,” Momo groaned.

“Yeah, but I can’t build sandcastles on your veranda!” Lu Zhi shouted back, already in the corridor.

An aura of isolation crawled around the room. It showed in the edges and the doorframes as frames of stringy shadows, waving like the feelers of a filter feeder in a deep-sea current. “We are by ourselves,” Nightingale announced.

“Alrighty,” Rave immediately took control of the situation. “So, we have a tiny issue here: she’s cute.”

“Hellah adorbs-a-dorbs!” Sylph supported. That was just the loudest of various, sometimes begrudging, acknowledgements of the situation.

“Cute and straightforward,” Momo groaned. “Not to mention set on wanting this guy.”

John allowed himself an awkward little wave. When it came to being alone with his harem, he did not have to play the suave, dominant gentleman all the time. There was still the nerd somewhere in there and he, as well as them, rather enjoyed that. That was all he did though. Until he was asked something, he would stay out of the discussion.

This very much felt like an affair that his current women should have jurisdiction over.

“Purely politically speaking, her plan is solid.” Lydia released the bridge of her nose, to partake in the discussion. “Further, I can empathize with her desire to be involved in our love life swiftly. The rumours would have effects on a woman that rarely finds time for… relief.”

“Reminding ya of yourself?” Rave poked. “Didn’t take much negotiating to get ya in bed.”

“It was a difficult time in my life,” Lydia defended herself. “The stress required some outlet and you were busy moaning like a wanton whore.” Rave took the description in stride and the queen sighed. “Truthfully, I am not proud of being seduced so easily. It was a blessing that it happened to be you lot that I got myself attached to.”

“You can say that a – fucking – gain,” Eliana agreed.

It was no secret that Eliana thought that she would have fallen for whoever saved her from her situation. Whether that was true or not, they would never know. Lydia was somewhat similar in that; if it hadn’t been John that got tangled up with her, she would have either found someone else or gradually got more pent-up and frustrated. There was a timeline for both of them where their sexual proclivities would not have worked out well for their lives.

Same was true of John, of course.

Analysing, John looked around the table. Aclysia, Beatrice, Momo, Gnome, Salamander, Sylph, and Undine – those were his familiars that had grown alongside him. Although they had all waited until they were certain about it, there was no questioning that their eventual relationship had been somewhat inevitable just because of the constant proximity of bodies and mind. That being said, the character of their relationship could have been vastly different.

That was what Siena represented. Initially their relationship had been adversarial, with the occasional transactional eroticism thrown in. A most unsatisfying stretch of their early entanglement. It had all become so much better when it softened up.

Nathalia was a slut. There was no going around it. If he had not been as good at sex as he was, she would not have gotten interested. Whether she would stay if he ever wasn’t was an interesting question of the variety both of them preferred not to think about. It was similar to John’s contemplations of how strong his love would remain if one of his haremettes were to become hideous. No one liked to consider the shallow physical aspects, but John knew they were part of all of this working.

Metra, Scarlett, Lorelei, Lee, Nightingale, Delicia, and Claire, all of these girls had jumped into the bedroom either swiftly or basically pulled John into theirs. Really, the only haremettes that had given things a bit of time were Nia and Hailey.

Why this was was… fairly obvious. John attracted a certain kind of woman. The high Libido, powerful and talented kind. Finding Rave had been an immensely lucky incident. Getting indebted to Lydia was the next one, but not on the same level.

It was thanks to Rave that John had such an easy time getting into the pants of prospective partners. His confidence all flowed from that relationship he had as his bedrock. Further, it was more than a little easier to seduce women when they knew a man had already proven himself a capable partner. This, in combination with his ever more established reputation, had made these things easier as time went on.

So, much like many others among his harem, it was understood that Lu Zhi was the type of woman the harem naturally attracted. Horny enough that she wanted what John could offer in the bedroom. Disciplined enough that she hadn’t acted on these urges in an unbecoming way. Doubtlessly bisexual, strong-minded, wishing to retain her freedom but also getting into a love nest.

Maybe, probably, she hadn’t even decided to be so forthcoming before arriving here. Much like she kept attracting John, John and the harem kept reeling her in just by being who they were. It was fairly obvious that she wanted this.

“It looks fairly obvious she wants this,” Rave spoke his mind, “but we do kinda gotta be at least a lil’ careful. Before we talk about that, though, let’s have the fundamental issue outta the way: are we fine with giving her a… what would ya call it?”

“Prospective membership?” Undine suggested.

“Eh.” Rave sounded unhappy, probably because it was too clinical. “That’s too clinical,” she confirmed John’s reading and he almost kissed her on the cheek for it. It gave him those wonderful butterflies whenever he connected to her thoughts before they reached her tongue.

“Trial haremette?” Salamander then voiced her idea.

Rave snapped her fingers and pointed at the fire spirit. “That works!”

“Yes, I’m on fire!” Salamander declared. It took her two seconds to realize what she had said. She cackled to herself. “Aaaaahhh… accidental puns… never gets old.”

“Anyhowzels,” Rave continued, “are we fine with making her a trial haremette? We’d give her a pass for the whole ‘not sleeping outside the harem’ thing.”

“Uhm… just to say it out loud… if we set that precedent, I r-really want us to be careful with that,” Gnome chimed in, to the agreement of several of the other haremettes. “We put that limitation in place for a reason and… I kind of enjoy it being just us. I was never unsatisfied with the previous arrangement either, but… it just feels different… more intimate and all of that. Umu! I want to keep what we have right now.”

“Don’t think anyone disagrees with ya there,” Rave said.

“It’s preferable to keep our mate to ourselves,” Nathalia stated firmly. “He’s ours after all. No sense in his time being wasted by the harlots of the world.”

‘Tad motivated reasoning, but she’s not wrong,’ the Gamer thought. The chief reason why they had changed gears was just because they felt like the change was better for their lifestyle, but there definitely had been a growing issue of women throwing themselves at him because they knew there was a chance. Removing or at least publicly stating that there was no chance made things easier… and less seductive.

Each individual haremette had their reasons to wish to keep the proverbial borders closed, be it greed, exclusivity, time, or whatever else. All of them were good reasons, as far as John was concerned. Important was what happened next.

“So, we’re all onboard, if we set this precedent, to only ever do it for girls we actually think would be a good fit in the harem,” Momo summarized. “No convenient ‘I want this threesome, so let’s make her one for this evening’ stuff. We’ll have to be convinced that she’ll be a good fit.”

“Should also take a unanimous vote, just like proper harem joining,” Rave added.

Lydia nodded. “Under those conditions, I can agree to the creation of the category.”

“Alrighty, that’s the basics of the basics out of the way – before we vote, any comments? Especially the ones that haven’t talked yet?” Rave gave that sizable crowd an encouraging look.

John felt some mental traffic go through his mind, culminating in Aclysia opening her mouth. “As representative of the servants, I, unsurprisingly, hold steadfast in my opinion that Master deserves all he desires. That being said, I would advocate a security measure to her being given the status.”

“Yeah!” Delicia declared.

“Wait a moment,” John finally did speak up. “Does that group of maids include you? Are you agreeing with Aclysia’s logic that I should have whoever I want?” It was expected from the head maid, her passive twin, and Claire, but Delicia would have been a new one.

“I mean, not whoever you want.” The bratty maid shot him a smug grin. “What? You hoped you got me so cockdrunk I just go all ‘Yes, Master, take all the women you want, I orgasm just by looking at you?’” She stopped to laugh loudly and slapped her thigh a couple of times. The thickness rippled alluringly. Once she had calmed down, she continued, “Ahhh, no, but I do think you are – the harem is – good for my kind of girl and Lu Zhi is one of those, so she should join.”

“What security measure are you suggesting?” Lydia brought the topic back around.

“Have her consent to being Observed, full mana bar invested, following her stripping out of her clothes,” Aclysia explained her plan. “There should be no enchantment powerful enough to block that. That should reveal any ill intentions.”

“That would satisfy my concerns too,” Siena cooed.

“I ain’t got much to say on this,” Hailey confessed and looked at Lorelei.

“Similarly, I would consider my issues covered. To give initial reason to believe, I should say that I have not seen any treachery in her soul and a decrease of hidden intentions as the conversation moved along.” The seer fell into contemplative silence for a moment. “No, that is all. If I may, I have… concerns about the size of our group, but we have already agreed on a hard ceiling.”

“I would find barring her unjust,” Nightingale spoke up next, her voice filled with conviction. “Her scheme is for the best of the nations and she does make the appropriate first offer towards our patriarch. I would request to be in the room when she serves.”

Nia hummed, a rare enough sound that everyone looked at her. “A good addition to the status of ‘trial haremette’, perhaps? For it to be forbidden to enjoy John on her own? She is petitioning to join us, not just be his.”

“Sounds good to me,” Rave agreed, together with the rest of the harem. “Red, ya got anything to say? Lee? Mat?”

The First of Wrath spoke first, “You can lump me in with Aclysia for this one.”

“Honestly, Lulu is just like me for real, for real… forget I said that.” Lee scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “What I’m getting at is… yeah, I’m with Nightingale on this one. She feels like she belongs here, from what I have seen so far, and I can sympathize with wanting… this.”

“I have no strong opinions on this,” Scarlett stated, sipping on her fruit juice – it was too early for alcohol even for her. “She seems like she’d be a nice fit, but it’s too early to say. I won’t say no to a trial.”

“Alrighty, so vote: on the conditions that Lu Zhi agrees to a naked Observe, she’ll be made a trial haremette. This means that she does get to sleep with John, and the rest of us, but never John on his own. All sounds good?”

“Hey, that’s sexism, why do you get to sleep with her on your own?” John threw in, jokingly.

“’Cause it’s different,” Rave threw back in a heartbeat. “It needs to be unanimous, so lemme just ask like that: anyone against the trial haremette status being granted to Lu Zhi? Raise your hands if ya are. No judgement, this is everyone’s harem.”

No hands were raised. All 21 of the present haremettes gave their approval.

‘God, I am the luckiest man on Earth.’ The realization that nearly two dozen gorgeous women had just agreed to have him get access to another one, something doubly impactful now that their agreement was the only way he could expand his pool of sexual partners, rushed through him. The pleasant tingles all came together under the cover of his pants.

Sensing his excitement, his fiancée’s hand found its way into his tight trunks and began to stroke his erection. She continued, even after Lu Zhi was guided back into the room by Aclysia. The imperial tomboy bit her lower lip at the sight. She remained standing, stretching to peer past the edge of the table and follow the hidden up and down of Rave’s hand.

“Tiger, wanna tell her what the deal is?” she asked.

“Alright.” John’s voice was ever so slightly strained by the, by now, slick attention his member received. “My harem has come to the decision that they will allow you to be a ‘trial haremette’. You’ll be allowed to sleep with any of them or me, while they are around. You want to become a part of the harem, not just one of my lovers, is the logic.” Lu Zhi nodded eagerly. Her nipples poked through the fabric of her top. Her pleasantly wide hips wiggled. “There’s one condition,” John continued, “you’ll have to strip off anything you wear and-“

“Oh noooo, I have to strip to have sex with you!” Lu Zhi cried out.

“Listen to me, you little brat,” John returned with a chuckle. The rebuttal made her only more excited. People in power always loved it when they found an equal to banter with… at least the kind of people in power that John got entangled with did. “You have to do it, so I can use Observe on you, to assure that you have no malevolent agenda.”

“Oh, okay.” The imperial tomboy had already been pulling at the strings of her bikini and did not stop for a femtosecond upon hearing the reason.

The little mounds of her petite chest were as cute as they were alluring. Firm rises from her slender chest, casting soft shadows underneath them. Hard nipples protruded from the tops. Her breasts were almost too perfect, in their shape and symmetry. Almost.

The waistband stretched, her fingers hooked underneath. She hesitated. “Actually, there’s one condition I have to make myself,” she said in the tone of someone that had just remembered something annoying. “I have to keep my virginity until marriage. Tianlong insists on that much.”

“So, we’re limited to mouth stuff?” John asked.

“And anal,” Lorelei was, confusingly, quick to throw in, “I… uhm…” the seer cleared her throat. “The Wardens traditionally use… this loophole to… if I may put it crudely: in the absence of sapphic partners and toys, the Wardens oft make use of the backdoor to… counteract the drawbacks of the Lady’s blessing.”

“I knew Moi-moi was a closet freak!” Rave declared.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Lu Zhi dropped her bottoms. “Don’t care either, too interested in this.” A hand glided down her flat midriff, between the barest hint of her hip bones, to her mons and pretty pink petals. Already, they revealed themselves, her excitement evident. “I heard you like your women smooth,” she purred, and gave her swollen, hairless labia a little poke. They jiggled with that specific firmness of excited womanhood.


“I do like them like you,” John stated. “I like them very much.”

He would like what came next more.