Chapter 753: Fluid Resource Collection

Eir chose to join Aila, Thea, Bridget, Sorcha, and their respective mothers for dinner, though it was clear that the night out had won the internal contest by a narrow margin. The lewd saint rarely missed an opportunity to have some fun in the bedroom, and it was only the fact that her mother had asked to join the little party directly that had swayed Eir’s mind on the matter. It wasn’t a total loss for her, though. When she and the others returned from the dinner, there would be plenty of time to have some intimate time before they had to rest for the night thanks to Jadis’ Sleep of the D ritual. Really, all Eir would be missing out on was a session of salacious eroticism that was focused on milking as many orgasms out of Jadis, Alex, and Kerr as possible in order to fulfill Sabina’s crafting needs.

Which was, when Jadis thought about it, exactly the kind of task that Eir loved performing most.

“And for you, as well,” Eir placed a kiss on Kerr’s lips, the power of her Blessed Seed of the Reborn spell coursing through the contact and causing the therion to briefly glow purple. “I hope you are feeling better by the time we return later this evening.”

“Thanks, sweetling,” Kerr murmured as she hugged the elf and gave her another, deeper kiss. “I feel better already.”

“You better feel better,” Bridget muttered darkly as she massaged her sore shoulder. “Next time I’m going fire form on you.”

“I’d still kick your ass,” Kerr stuck her tongue out at the orc. “Then I’d lick it just the way you—”

“C’mon, Eir,” Bridget cut the lewd comment off before it could continue. “Everyone’s waiting for us downstairs. Sorcha! Hurry up!”

“Coming!” the goblin shouted as she hurriedly squeezed between Jay and Dys.

Stopping for only a moment, she whirled and pointed a wand at Kerr and, with a sudden flash of green light, cast a spell onto the archer.

“Don’t go too crazy!” Sorcha called out as she scurried out the door on the trail of the other two women.

“Easy for her to say,” Kerr shivered as the sensation of the enchantress’ spell washed over her. “She could market that wand to old fucks who can’t get their dicks hard anymore. We haven’t even done anything yet and I’m already dripping.”

“I’d prefer not to talk about old men with erectile disfunctions right now,” Syd commented as she stepped up behind her favorite therion and boldly palmed her breasts in both hands. “We’ve got much better things to do right now and only three hours to do it in.”

“Yeah, better get started,” Kerr replied in a bad impression of someone who wasn’t looking forward to the next few hours. “Which means I’m going to need me a cock as quick as possible.”

“Yes, you are,” Syd agreed. “So, it’s a good thing Noct has graciously volunteered her services for the ritual.”

Turning to look at the bed, Kerr eyed the Valravn who already sat on the edge, all of her clothes having gone missing at some point in the past thirty seconds.

“You would, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes,” Noct agreed in her usual blunt tone.

“Alright then,” Kerr growled as she moved out of Syd’s grasp and up to the red-eyed beauty. “Time to give you another lesson in flexibility, because I’m not in the mood for foreplay.”

As the therion pushed Noct further onto the bed and bent her legs so that her ankles were practically touching her ears, Syd moved up behind Kerr and got her already throbbing member into position between the archer’s slick thighs. The heat of her lover’s wetness sliding along the top of her member made her twitch, while the touch of Noct’s entrance against her dripping tip caused her hips to buck involuntarily. At the same time, without any prompting from Kerr or Jadis, multiple leather straps flew through the air and wrapped themselves around Noct’s arms and legs, locking her into the position that Kerr had chosen for her.

“Teach me,” Noct growled, her sharp eyes piercing.

Looking over her shoulder, Kerr squeezed Syd’s cock tightly with her thighs.

“How the fuck did you manage to find someone kinkier than I am?” she said lovingly before thrusting her hips forward.

While Kerr required the Duality of Flesh ritual to fulfill Sabina’s request for her seed, there was nothing extra that Jadis or Alex needed to do before they could start producing; both were always equipped for the job. All that they had to do was set up the containers and assume their positions. And, ideally, get a little help from a few of their loved ones.

“Hey, bird brain, are you with us?”

Jay tried not to laugh as Maeve snapped her fingers in front of Sev’s face. The Seraphim had become decidedly preoccupied, her eyes glued onto the scene playing out on top of the bed. With the shapeshifter’s hand waving in front of her face, Severina shook herself out of the distraction and frowned at the other woman.

“I am not a bird, nor do I have the brain of one,” Sev glared at the Fetch. “Please do not refer to me with such disrespect.”

“Fine,” Maeve gave the justicar an exaggerated bow. “With all due respect to my noble lady of House Lumen: who do you want to help masturbate? The Nephilim or the Demon Lord?”

Jay again had to suppress her laughter as Severina’s eyes widened not only at the crude question, but at the sight that stood beyond Maeve’s already nude form. Dys was half-undressed, her pants gone but her shirt still on. She had abandoned her own efforts to disrobe in favor of helping Alex, who had been wearing a lot more than she usually did due to their dress shopping trip. The Demon was still in her more Nephilim-like form, but her four breeding tentacles were already out and moving with minds of their own. Dys was careful not to let her demonic lover start anything with her but considering that they were both amped up on the increased pleasure of Sorcha’s spell, it was getting hard to keep in mind the reason why they had to control themselves.

“Jadis,” Severina spoke quickly as she eyed Alex’s growing agitation.

“Of course,” Maeve muttered before turning to look at Meli. “And you? Going to run away from the big bad Demon and leave me to her tender mercies?”

“I will happily assist you and Alex,” Meli stated in her matter-of-fact way. “I enjoy having sex with both of you.”

“What, and leave Severina to deal with two of Jadis?” the shapeshifter made a face as she pointed a finger at the comically offended Seraphim. “You really think that prude is going to be able to handle all of that Nephilim?”

“You know, I don’t really need any assistance at all for this,” Jay said from where she stood behind the three. “I mean, there’s two of me, I can just—”

“Shut it, milk maid,” Maeve snapped. “What did I say about offering reasonable solutions to these sorts of situations?”

“I don’t think you’ve ever said anything about these situations, ever.”

“Well, I should have,” Maeve frowned before turning back to look at Meli and Severina. “Sword, shield, arrow?”

“Fine.”

“If you prefer.”

After only a couple of rounds of the local equivalent to rock, paper, scissors, the pairings were made and the tasks divided. Honestly, Jadis wasn’t sure what the point of the game had been in the first place. It wasn’t as though Maeve hadn’t wanted to be with Alex to begin with. In fact, the shapeshifter seemed thrilled with the fact that she had “lost” and had been paired with the Demon.

Well, Jadis reminded herself, Maeve was ultimately a Fetch. A being created by the god of luck and chaos needed to have some chance thrown into her life every now and again, even if the stakes were meaningless. At least she was having fun.

“Do you… Need… Magic…?” Alex asked, her arms already wrapped around Maeve’s smaller form, clutching the transparent orange goo girl tightly against her chest.

“No, I haven’t really spent much magic today,” Dys replied as she tossed her shirt to the side. “I have more than enough.”

Putting action to her words, Dys reached out and touched Alex, casting Mirror Magnification on her. In barely an instant, the Demon had doubled her height, growing into a massive giant who would have stood eighteen feet tall if she hadn’t been sitting on the floor.

“Mm, that’s a big tentacle,” Maeve hummed as she took hold of one of Alex’s already dripping heads in her hand. “It’s a good thing I’m stretchy.”

“Yes…” Alex agreed as one of her tentacles went low and caused the Fetch to let out a delighted yelp of surprise. “Very good…”

While most of the new skills and spells that Jadis had earned from all of the levels she had gained during the siege of Kastoria were of the sort that made her or her lovers stronger, there was one in particular that had been chosen for no reason other than her own debauched amusement. Well, she had made the argument that taking the skill could potentially lead to other skills that would have greater uses, which had been a strong enough argument to mollify Aila’s ire. However, realistically, Jadis had just liked the idea of having some truly lewd fun with her enlarged forms.

Maybe it was her who should have been offered the Size Queen class instead of Sorcha?

Regardless of impractical uses, the wonderfully ridiculous skill that she had gained from her ritualist class made it so that when Jadis orgasmed while in either her enlarged Mirror Magnification size, or her decreased Mirror Minification size, her output no longer reverted to the usual quantity after a few seconds as per the standard spell descriptions. Instead, her emissions stayed just as big or small as they were made. The effect only applied to her seed, so no weapons or other items permanently increased in size, unfortunately. But the alteration to her spell did carry over to anyone else she increased or decreased in size, too, which was a fun bonus that she and her lovers had only just begun to play around with.

The fact that Jadis’ choice of skill was justified a few days later when Sabina had unlocked her tertiary class was really just white icing on top of the already lewd cake.

With two simultaneous exertions of will, Jadis had her two unoccupied bodies cast Mirror Magnification on her selves, increasing the height and size of both Jay and Dys. With Alex already a towering giant, the huge room that took up almost the entirety of the third floor of their building was rapidly becoming cramped. In fact, Jadis’ enlarged bodies couldn’t actually stand and she instead had to stay kneeling and a bit hunched over just to keep from knocking her heads through the roof. With both bodies facing each other, Jay and Dys leaned forward so that her chins were resting on her shoulders, arms wrapped around her backs, and her breasts pressing into each other. The position was a little awkward to hold while keeping her lower halves separated but was otherwise fine. Ideal, really, since it was the best angle the two of Jadis’ could get in the cramped room so that her cocks were aimed at the large bronze funnel that had been set up between them. Said funnel was attached to a large metal container lined with preserving runes that mimicked the effect ensorcelled onto Aila’s enchanted canteens. The bronze barrel was the size of a half-cask, an imperial measurement big enough to hold approximately thirty gallons of fluid. Significant overkill for most any other person who might be trying to stock up on semen for any reason.

Not for Jadis.

“I have spent my whole life, more than three decades, training to be the best paladin I could possibly be,” Severina muttered as she moved underneath Jay, her blonde hair and wings brushing against the giant’s stomach. “And here I am, milking a giant penis into an enchanted bucket so that a madwoman can turn the seed into weapons.”

“Are you implying that you are unhappy with your connection to Jadis?”

Meli’s question was asked without malice, though the unsettlingly serious tone of her voice caused Severina to pause before her hands touched Jay’s turgid member. Looking at the Dryad, who was at that moment digging through one of the trunks that was set along the side of their bedroom, the Seraphim frowned and shook her head.

“I didn’t say that, nor did I intend to imply it. I am simply stating my incredulity for the situation.”

“Ah,” Meli made an understanding noise. Pulling away from the trunk with a large object in her hands, she nodded in agreement. “This is, indeed, an entirely unexpected outcome for my life. However, I am immensely satisfied with my current situation, and I would take almost any action to preserve my current happiness. Would you not agree?”

“Yes, yes I would,” Sev muttered as her hands and arms wrapped around Jay’s cock and she rested the side of her face against the smooth skin.

“For clarity, I am also not implying that I consider this to be an unpleasant task that I am merely performing to maintain our relationship,” the Dryad said as she looked up at Dys with a small smile on her face. “I have, in fact, been looking forward to this.”

“I appreciate that,” Dys looked down at her lover with a raised eyebrow. “And I love you, too. But is that—?”

“Yes,” Meli confirmed as she hefted the huge wooden dildo that she had personally carved some months ago. “I believe this should be useful. And fun.”

“Holy gods,” Jay and Dys cursed in unison.

The grunt that came a moment later, however, was from Dys’ lips alone.

Jadis wasn’t sure if she should be embarrassed by the situation or not. On the one hand, there she was, two bodies kneeling on the floor, chests pressed together, while one of her lovers was stroking her cock while the other one was fucking her other self with a giant dildo, all for the purpose of milking her seed into barrel. Certainly, there didn’t seem to be much dignity to the scenario. On the other hand, why the fuck would she be thinking about dignity when her pleasure response had been doubled and her two lovers were doing everything in their power to make her come?

The moans and groans of sex filled the room as quickly as the scent of arousal, neither of which came exclusively from Jadis. Of course, Syd, Kerr, and Noct were occupied with their ritual, the lewdness of which was only enhanced by the zeal of all three participants. Alex and Maeve, however, presented a whole other sort of obscenity in their action, of the sort that Jadis had only ever encountered among the more extreme fantasies depicted on Earth’s internet.

Jay huffed into her other self’s ear, toes curling with each powerful stroke of Severina’s arms. The feel of her lover’s lips moving worshipfully against the underside of her cock was an unendurable torture, yet she held on with all her might just to prolong the experience for as long as she could. That determination to last was sorely tested when she glanced to the side and saw what Alex was doing to Maeve.

Four hands grasped the Fetch, holding her tightly in place with two on her waist, one on her chest, and the last entwined in her hair. By the same token, four tentacles penetrated the orange shapeshifter, three from below and one from above, plunging deep into her pussy and her throat. Alex had lifted Maeve up so that her core was level with her face and, with the enthusiasm of a starving woman, was licking, kissing, and sucking at her sex all while three of her tentacles thrust in and out of her tunnel.

Everything Alex was doing to Maeve was visible thanks to the shapeshifter’s translucence, which meant that Jay had a clear view of the one tentacle coming from above meeting the three coming from below inside of Maeve’s middle. It was a bizarre sight, impossible for anyone else to achieve, but something that the Fetch could not only do, but welcomed with relish. There could be no doubt about Maeve’s enjoyment when she moved her hips in time with Alex’s thrusts and used her hands to jack off the tentacle crammed down her throat.

Already Jay could see the glowing blue of Alex’s seed dripping out of Maeve’s tightness, leaking from between turgid tentacles to fall into the basin that had been set up between Alex’s crossed legs. Looking at the obscenely lewd sight of the Demon’s cum overflowing out of her Fetch lover’s body, Jay had to wonder why in the world she was bothering to hold back her orgasm at all. The sex wasn’t going to stop just because she came. They were there to milk out as much seed as possible, so restraining herself was not only unnecessary, but it was also counterproductive.

In an act that only a refracted mind could achieve, her Dys self reached the same conclusion as her Jay self, only beating her other train of mind by a few seconds. Burying her face in her Jay self’s neck, Dys fully succumbed to the enhanced pleasure coursing through her core. As Meli pounded her with the dildo for one last thrust, Dys’ hips jerked forward and she released the first of many pulses of seed intended to fulfill Sabina’s needs.

Unfortunately, since no one was holding onto her cock, her aim was a bit off.

Severina’s surprised yelp was drowned out by the splatter of cum that sprayed across her. Syd couldn’t help but turn her head and watch as her blonde lover was soaked from nose to sternum with just the first shot. Then the second pulse erupted from Dys and Sev went from covered to drenched.

“Oh fuck,” Jay laughed as she reached down and grabbed hold of her other self’s cock in one hand and her own member in the other.

Relying on the deathlike grip Dys had on her shoulders, Jay angled both heads down so that Dys’ next spurt of seed went into the funnel that had been placed between them. Her own cock twitched in time with Dys’ pulses and, after only a couple of seconds, Jay fell over the same edge as her other body, releasing a torrent of pearlescence into the waiting container.

To her credit, Severina recovered from her shock quickly. Leaning forward, she grabbed hold of Jay again and actively stroked her, drawing out the long orgasm that was shaking her core. And long it was, as there was a great deal of seed to come from her aching cocks. More than there would have been even considering Jay and Dys’ increased size.

On a normal day, Jadis’ output per climax was somewhere around seventy to seventy-five drams. Considering the average amount most human men could produce was a little under a single dram, Jadis’ production could be called significant. With Eir’s new spell giving her close to five hundred more drams, then Sorcha’s wand doubling her output, plus Mirror Magnification… Jadis wasn’t measuring in ounces or cups anymore. She was measuring in gallons.

As the flood slowed to a trickle and the white light blinding her settled, Jay and Dys both panted heavily into their ears. Slowly pulling away, her two selves looked down to see her still steel-hard shafts twitching above the large funnel that had nearly overflowed with her cum thanks to the double orgasm. Then her eyes went to Severina, who was still wiping the thick seed off of her face and out of her eyes.

“Well, that’s four gallons,” Jay huffed as she reached down and slipped a hand around Sev’s waist, hugging her lover close against her thigh and body. “More or less.”

“Want me to clean you off?” Dys asked.

“Why bother?” Severina muttered as she let Jay hug her. “I’m just going to get more on me. This shirt is ruined, by the way.”

“Not sure why you kept it on to begin with,” Jay laughed as she helped Sev peel the sodden thing off.

“Come here, you,” Dys said at the same time, one hand reaching behind herself to take hold of Meli.

“Were you unhappy with my performance?” Meli asked, concern in her tone as Dys brought her around to face her.

“Unhappy?” Dys chuckled as she lifted Meli up and gave her an oversized kiss. “How could I ever be unhappy with you, you little nut.”

At that moment, the door to their bedroom opened and most movement stopped as several sets of eyes turned to observe the sudden intruder.

“Oh! You started already!” Sabina said as she walked in, another bronze barrel under one arm. “That’s good! I wanted to finish making another one of these before I came up to help and also I was sort of delaying because I was scared Kerr might still be mad at me and I wanted to give her some more time to calm down and maybe climax a few times so that she would be distracted. Otherwise, I would have been here sooner.”

“Sabina, honey,” Jay tilted her head to one side. “Telling us about your plan to distract Kerr from your mistake while Kerr is present ruins the whole point, don’t you think?”

“Ah, that’s a good point, actually…” the smith chuckled awkwardly.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Kerr pushed her way off of Noct and out from behind Syd, standing to reveal her newly-grown cock that was already glistening with precum. With hands on her hips, she cocked her head to one side and pointed her ridged member at Sabina. When she spoke, there was a sharp-toothed grin on her face.

“Just get over here and milk me you crazy bitch.”

“Yes ma’am!”