Woke up in a medieval city with no idea how I got there. I was lying on some dirt street with rickety wooden buildings lit with torches. Men with blades tied openly on their waists walked left and right as horses stomped their hooves into the cold muddy street. This was odd as the last thing I remembered was sitting around in solitary confinement after kicking out a cellmate’s teeth.
 
First thing I woke up to was the pouring rain drenching my face. I pretty much freaked the hell out thinking that somehow my solitary confinement room had become a Guantanamo Bay fun house. After swiveling my head around, I realized that I was in not in my cell but rather in some strange medieval slums. To the left of me were the sounds of a couple fucking in the alley and to the right was a leaky old tavern filled with some very nice bearded gentlemen who threatened my life. May had something to do with the fact that I started laughing my ass off at one of the guys. What can I say, I couldn’t help it, he just looked too much like your stereotypical medieval thug.
 
Now I was no stranger to people wanted to stick various objects into my body so I did the classic “bolt off into the night before they shiv you” maneuver. Which did not go so well as I had hoped as I was wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and they were all carrying torches.
 
Bastards pretty much chased me all throughout the night before I finally managed to give them the slip. Had to strip off my orange jumpsuit in order to blend into the night. Pasty white skin colored with tattoos and jet black hair are a lot easier to hide in the night than a blaring orange suit covered in reflectors.
 
After catching my breath I slowly creeped away into the night looking for some where to stay. In the end I found a church that had its doors open. It was a cute little church made with polished stone complete with a bronze bell up top. I slowly creaked open the door and slipped inside. The only light there illuminating the chapel was the moonlight pouring through the beautiful stained glass portraits of saints and angels.
 
 It was getting pretty damn cold wearing just my birthday suit so I stole a priest’s gown that I had found in the chapel and a stupid hat. With little left to do I paced around in my robes walking back and forth until I found what I was looking for, the communion wine. Sure it was the low grade crap but it was sure better than the shit that Jerry tried cooking up once. After uncorking a bottle I spent the rest of the night drinking the communion wine while drunkenly mumbling some Simon and Garfunkel. Wasn’t long before I finally passed out on the pews.
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Still have no idea why I was fucking stupid enough to think that I was going to get away with robbing a bank. Before I did time in prison I did time in the forces. I was well disciplined and knew how to kill a man in many creative ways with just my bear hands. But when I came back to the motherland I was what was commonly described as a fucking mess. In the end I got a crappy job doing security at a bank to help pay the bills.
 
Then when an old army buddy found me piss drunk in a bar he asked me to help him rob the bank to “Get back at my fagget bosses”. I was so damn twisted up in my hatred of everything in the world and myself that to me, he looked like Jesus fucking Christ. This was the ticket out of the shit stain I called my life, I thought.
 
Needless to say all I got was a face full of gas grenade and a bucket full of years in prison for armed robbery.
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“Hello? Father? Wake up Father.”
 
Sounding above me was possibly the voice of the Holy Father himself. Perhaps finally I had died and ascended to heaven. Odd, who knew God would have the voice of a cute little girl.
 
Squeezing open my eyes I woke up the next morning lying on a bunch of pews with a child molester’s outfit and a stupid black hat on my head. The sun was shining up in the sky and I was surrounded by three little girls. They all stared at me awkwardly before the youngest among the three finally spoke up.
 
“Are you the new Father?” asked the smallest one while clutching a raggedly little doll.
 
“Nope,” I said as I sleepily wiped the drool from my face, “I’m actually the local child molester. That’s why I’m wearing a priests frock.”
 
“What’s a child molester?” asked the girl with shiny blonde hair.
 
“Maybe they have something to do with moles?” thought the pale one.
 
“My terrible sense of humour aside, who are you three?”
 
“Claire...” mumbled the smallest of the girls.
 
“My name is Susan!” chirped the girl with with golden hair.
 
“And I am Mary,” spoke the pale one, obviously the leader of the trio, “and what is your name father?”
 
“Edwin W. Edwards,” I said while taking off the silly hat, “so what are you doing here?”
 
“Didn’t Sister Jane tell you?” murmured Claire.    
 
“Tell me what?”
 
“About your new job silly!” giggled Susan.
 
“I suppose she didn’t,” sighed Mary, “ You will be taking over Sister Jane’s job of caring for the church and us. And right now you are supposed to be cooking us breakfast.”
 
“Cool,” I shrugged, “what do you kids want?”
 
“Wow the new Father is super awesome!” clapped Susan, “He’s giving us choices! I want pancakes!”
 
“I would like pancakes too,” squeaked Claire.
 
“All right!”I yelled while rolling up my sleeves, “Bring me to your kitchen!”
 
Then while being dragged around by three giggling little girls I set off on my quest to cook pancakes. Despite charring one or two pancakes I eventually mastered the way of the pancake and created four masterful stacks of pastries. There was no syrup so I was forced in the end to slather honey over our pancakes. Susan and I pretty much inhaled the pancakes while Claire and Mary ate slowly like proper ladies with a fork and a knife. After that I got the girls to help me clean up the dishes. Then with a smile and a wave I told them trio of children to go out and soak up some Vitamin D. Susan clapped excitedly before bolting out the door with Claire chasing her.
 
“I do suppose the other two have taken quite a liking to you,”smiled Mary, “Though you look like a mercenary disguised in a Father’s frock.”
 
“I look like a mercenary?”
 
“Muscular body, many scars, short black hair,” said Mary as she waved her hands around, “with a proper suit of armour you would make a great thug.”
 
“At least grant me the title of a knight,” I said with a laugh.
 
“We’ll see how noble your soul is later Father Edwards,”she replied with a mocking smile and curtsy.
 
“Of course my princess,”I smiled as I bent down and kissed her hand.
 
Mary shrieked in surprise before she pulled her hand out of my grasp and slapped me across the face. HARD. Well at least hard for a little girl. Then she looked down at her hand with a fear stricken face.
 
“I-I-I’m so sorry f-Father,” she meekly mumbled as she held the fringes of her skirt, “please don’t h-h-hurt me....”
 
“Don’t worry about that Mary,”I said as I rubbed her head, “If I had a nickel every time a woman slapped me in the face I would be rich.”
 
“Y-y-you mean it...”
 
“Course angel. I wouldn’t hurt a girl as cute as you even if I was paid too.”
 
“Sorry about my outburst,”she sniffed, “Sister Jane was rather strict on us three. Church teachings and all of that...”
 
“Don’t worry about it,” I said while flashing her a grin, “If you three continue being this cute I am going to have trouble not spoiling you.”
 
“Oh my,” smiled Mary as she rubbed her eyes, “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.”
 
After shooing Mary away to play with the other girls I took another sip of the communion wine. After laying the bottle back into the kitchen I slipped a carving knife into my robes before walking back into the chapel. Force of habit you know.
 
Since I was going to pretend to be a priest, I felt that I should at least give the holy book a read. When I was in prison they all gave us Bibles, but the only time I ever used mine was to block a shiv. After scrounging through the chapel for a good two minute I eventually found the books on the podium.
 
To be blunt the “Holy” book I had grabbed from the church was fucking weird. It was filled with hate speech against mythical monsters like Liches and Slimes. It was like an eighth grader took a lot of LSD and racism pills then decided to write a book. The book just got even weirder when the book started speaking about crap like, “don’t stick your dick in a unicorn or a man in a frock will cover you in holy fluids and light you on fire”.
 
Why the fuck would you want to have sex with a unicorn?
 
Unicorn Pussy?
Doesn’t sound all that inviting.
 
And why is one of my jobs as priest to cover people in God’s jizz?    
 
Well whatever that’s one part of my job that I plan on not doing.
 
The writings really reminded me of one of my old cellmate's rantings and ravings. The guy was in there for manslaughter and honestly belonged in a mental hospital. Man would not stop talking throughout the night about the tremors or the Illuminati. One night he tried to cut my throat saying I was marked by an evil succubus, so I broke three of his ribs and two of his arms. That got him to shut the fuck up. That little stunt also got me a few days in solitary though.
 
“FATHER EDWARDS WE’RE BACK!” yelled Susan after she slammed open the door.
 
“Susan please keep your voice down,” sighed Mary as she elegantly floated in.
 
“Welcome back girls,” I waved.
 
“We even brought you flowers! Miss Lily told us to give them to you!” said Susan as she stuck a bouquet of freshly picked flowers into my face.
 
“Who’s Lily?”
 
“Miss Lily is a florist who works around here,” whispered Claire, “She’s a nice lady who gives us flowers all the time.”
 
“Well now that we’ve had our fun for the morning I do suppose it is time for our lesson now Father?” stated Mary.
 
“Oh yes your lessons.” I said while taking the flowers out of Susan’s hands, “What am I supposed to teach you?”
 
“Normally Sister Jane would lecture us about the holy scripture for three hours,” said Mary as she put her hand on her forehead.
 
“Well screw that, I’m going to teach you something useful,” I said, throwing the book onto the podium.
 
“Really!?” exclaimed Mary before trying to hide her joy, “um.... are you sure that is appropriate?”
 
“I’m sure you already know enough about the book,” I said with a grin, “instead I’m going to teach you important shit! Like, ummmm...... Mathematics! or maybe writing....”
 
“What’s that?” asked Claire.
 
“Is it edible?”
 
“No Susan it is not edible,” I sighed. This was going to be a long day.
 
The three girls already knew how to read and write at a basic level so, I spent the next hour teaching the three girls the wonders of mathematics. Luckily there was a lot of parchment lying around in the church and about a gallon of ink in the study so we didn’t have to scratch around with sticks in the dirt like monkeys. The girls were all incredibly bright, especially Mary who got the hang of basic mathematics with me teaching her just once. However Susan fell asleep halfway through the lesson so I made a little dunce hat out of paper and put that on her head. Eventually I sent the girls to do their chores and help clean up the church.
 
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There, I began many happy months living in the city of Kald. Kald was a large city by medieval standards with all sorts of things to do and various places to see. The people of Kald were mostly religious folk, which was why there were so many churches in Kald. Kald is one of the holy capitals in continent and is surrounded by giant city walls and guarded by many strong knights. Like any city there was the rich section, the middle class section, and the slums. Apparently I woke up in the worst part of the town and had ran into a relatively small church that stood where the middle class section and the slums fused.
 
The church that I currently pretend to preach in is a small church that thrives off the donations of the flock of believers and the state. Well, most of the big bucks come from a bunch of rich suckers who pay big bucks so I can pretend that god forgives them for their stupid shit like banging their mistress or molesting another boy. Best part is I don’t have to give a cut of that money to the church since these “donations” from the nobles were all off paper. Sure its shady as hell but it sure does helps me pay to keep the church nice and shiney so I can give the kids a good life.
 
Claire is the youngest of the group and possibly the sweetest little girl I’ve ever met. She is very short and cuddly little fluff ball with soft brown hair that goes down to her shoulders. Susan is pretty much a giant nuclear reactor of energy condensed into a little girl with sunshine hair tied into one long braid. She’s always energetic and goes about everything with her all. Well everything except for my lessons. Mary on the other hand was the oldest and most mature among the three girls and acts like an older sister. She is an incredibly beautiful young girl with alabaster skin and dark raven hair. Though she a projects a cool and calm demeanor but in reality she’s just as excitable as her younger sisters.
 
Susan, Claire, and Mary are all orphans from some apparent war against man and monster. Though I never do hear of any actual battles between the armies of man versus the hordes of monsters. The only battles you really hear about are the battles between the common folk and the church. Priests love going around accusing people of the weirdest shit like fucking a tiger or having sex with a salamander. First off a tiger would claw your balls off and why would you want to have sex with a mythical fire beast. I mean salamanders are giant fire lizards who are constantly on fire. Your nipples would burn off before you could even mount its scaley ass. Did I also mention that they are on fire.
 
Much to the relief to Susan, Claire, and Mary, I don’t go around accusing people of bestiality. Instead I earn the big bucks swindling rich bastards out of their money by brewing up crap that I say will “cleanse them of their sins” or “ward off danger”. Hell, just yesterday I managed to convince some rich traveling tub of lard that if he gave me a bar of gold I could alchemize a potion that would help him lose weight. Filled a bottle with some water I drew from the well and called it cleansing water. For good measures I also spat in the bottle before I gave it to him.
 
Fuck nobles.
 
With the money that I swindled out of the traveling Duke I decided it was a good time to go out into the market with my three girls. It was the first Friday morning of the month so the Great Kald Bazaar was open for business. After pulling my dark black priest robes back on, I pocketed the money I received after cashing in the gold bar with a young business partner of mine, Astarte.
 
Astarte is a great friend to both me and the kids in my church. We first met when I was out buying books for Mary. She is an adorable young woman with cute auburn hair tied in long childish twintails who always carried a giant scythe on her back. She’s also part of a mostly female trading guild which has been under the scrutiny of the church for their less than legitimate business dealings. But since she always would bring those books that Mary loved reading so much, I had pulled a few strings and got the church’s watchful eye off of her. She now visits once a month during the Great Kald Bazaar to sell her wares and freeloads at my church for a week or two.
 
“Susan! Claire! Mary! Let’s go visit the market!” I called.
 
“c-coming!”.
“YAY! I want to get see Astarte again!”
“I’ll be right there Father!”
 
Now this was the life,  going out on a beautiful sunny day with your three cute daughters. Whenever  I walked around town, Susan and Mary would grab onto my hands while I was forced to carry Claire on my shoulders. Because of that the townsfolk stopped calling me by my proper title of “Father Edwards” and started calling me “Papa Edwards”.
 
“Hey there Papa Edwards! How have the kids been.”
 
See what I mean.
 
“Morning Mr. and Mrs. Baker,” I said with a smile and a wave, “Girls say hello to your favorite bakers.”
 
“““morning!”””
 
“So what are you buying from me today Pops?” grinned the muscular Joshua Baker, “If you give my daughter free lessons at that school of yours I’ll give you a discount.”
 
“Guess I’ll take three honey rolls for the three sweethearts in my life,” I laughed, “And besides I only charge money for the advanced classes.”
 
“All right here you go girls,” laughed the plump Janet Baker as she handed my kids three steaming hot honey rolls, “Eat them while they are still piping hot!”
 
“““Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Baker”””
 
After sliding the Bakers three coins I let my three kids sit on a bench underneath a tree to eat their rolls while I walked around to find Astarte’s stand. She always had interesting pieces of jewelry on sale like amethyst rings and obsidian necklaces. Since I couldn’t find her in the town square I decided to skulk around the shadier areas for a bit. Like me, Astarte had a bit of a side business going on peddling strange items like eastern blades, bizarre medicines, and glowing books. Goods all outlawed by the church but pretty fucking cool nethertheless.
 
“Damn Bitch!”
 
“Get Her!”
 
Typical barking from the mongrels of the shadier parts of town. The place reminded me a bit too much of my home town. My old place was a disgusting patch of land filled with equally disgusting people. The whole reason why I joined the army was to get the hell away from that place.
 
“We have her cornered!”
 
“I’m going to cut her to pieces!”
 
wait....
 
Cornered in the alleyway to my right was Astarte lugging her goods around like always. I always did tell her to be more careful around these parts. Plenty of depraved people looking for an easy victim.
 
“Astarte,” I yelled over the heads of the thugs, “what the hell did you do to these guys?”
 
“Nothing!” she yelled back, “It was their own damn fault for not reading the instructions!”
 
“Look here Father!” snarled a one eyed thug, “The girl is ours! Go find some other kid to molest!”
 
“All right all right, I’ll get out of your hair. But first,” I said with a friendly smile, “let me show you a trick!”
 
“I said piss off!”
 
Charging at me with a dagger, the one eyed thug lunged towards me. He was practically telegraphing his moves to me. With a quick sidestep I tripped the poor bastard before planting a stiletto betwixt his ribs and into his heart.
 
“Ta-da!” I announced while making jazz hands, “where did the knife come from?”
 
“Get that Fucker!”
 
Then the remaining two thugs charged towards me. Either they were really pissed at whatever prank Astarte pulled or just plain stupid. Low class thugs like these normally scatter like cockroaches after you kill one of them. With a quick step back, I made some distance between the two of them before launching out two daggers. Dropping like marionettes with their strings cut, the two thugs fell to the ground, knives sticking out of their chests.
 
“Your robes.”
 
“Hm?”
 
“You got the daggers from your robes,” said Astarte with an amused smirk.
 
“Actually I stole them from you bag.”
 
“Wait? What How!” she blurted before anxiously sorting through her bag.
 
“Just fucking with you,” I grinned, “so how’s my favorite little peddler doing.”
 
“I’m doing just fine you damned fake priest,” she said with a laugh, “Where are the kids?”
 
“Bought them some honey rolls and left them under a tree. They should be wandering around the marketplace right now.”
 
“A responsible father aren’t you,”she jabbed.
 
“Only because the mother is gone most of the month,”I said flashing a grin at her.
 
“I-I-IDIOT!” she yelled blushing madly.
 
Then with a laugh I plucked the three knives from the bodies of the thugs, wiping them off with a rag before slipping them back into my priest’s robe. Together the two of us walked back to the safer section of town to go find my three daughters.
 
“So how has business been?”
 
“Good as always,” she said with a smile, “using your connections I’ve managed to expand a lot the guild’s territory in Kald. We are now one of the major suppliers of enchanted weapons, sugar, and various metals.”
 
“Well you bring any goodies for me? I heard that the last trip you took brought you to the far eastern lands.”
 
“Well there was this one sword that I got from a hidden temple,” she shrugged, “but the monks did say it was possessed before they gave it to me.”
 
“Hot damn, possesed sword,”I said raising the corners of my mouth “,sounds pretty fucking cool. What can it do? Lite itself on fire? Cause non healing wounds? Raise the dead?”
 
“It makes you hallucinate that a hot one-eyed Asian girl is stalking you.”
 
“Cool?”
 
“Well that really depends on what you define as ‘cool’.”
 
“I found Daddy!”
 
Like a golden bullet of sugar and love, Susan tackled me in the stomach before squeezing me tight in a cute little daughter hug. Mary and Claire then came running behind her, clearly out of breath. After seeing Susan huggin me Claire ran in and joined Susan in the daughter hug.
 
“Come one Mary!” giggled Susan.
 
Mary nervously glanced around with her hands behind her back before she finally joined her sisters in a hug.
 
“Awww how sweet,” laughed Astarte.
 
“You can join us too Astarte,” murmured Claire, face buried in my robes.
 
Astarte blushed a bit before she closed in behind my back and hugged me tight.
 
“Nice harem you’ve got going there Papa Edwards,” giggled a busty brown haired girl twirling a large black sun umbrella.
 
“These are my daughters you are talking about,” I yelled back.
 
“I know!”
 
Damn Lily Eldering. If there ever was a woman who I loved as much as I hated it would be that Eldering girl. Girl had a bombshell body and beautiful brown hair. She was a bit of an oddball who would always carry an umbrella wherever she went, even if it wasn’t raining. Despite her oddities, Lily was a damn good judge of character and my partner in crime. She would always send rich travelers to my church and give me useful tidbits of information. Only through her was it possible for me to run my various operations from my indulgences to my school under the watchful eye of the main church. She spends her days not skulking around in the shadows for information with her cute little flower stand under the shade of the great Kald tree.
 
“Let me buy a flower off of you madame,” I said as I magnificently bowed at her.
 
“Ooo buying bait to attract more girls aren't you,” teased Lilly, “ is it one of Lilith's girls?”
 
“Indeed, I need those flowers to attract a beautiful girl of grace and beauty!” I crowed while posing fabulously“,Give me your finest lilies!”
 
Taking a lily from the bouquet I cut the stem with one of my hidden knives and placed it into Lilly's hair bun.
 
“A lily for my Lily!”
 
“Oh you metaphorical lady killer!”said Lily, bursting with laughter “But we both know you only did that so you could make that failure of a pun.”
 
Guilty as charged.
 
Finishing our quick little verbal exchange, I bid Lily farewell and gave the rest of the bouquet to Astarte. After blushing furiously Astarte bid us farewell so that she could go set up around peddling her legitimate goods. My family and I continued to roam around the Great Kald Bazaar for the rest of the afternoon. Claire bought herself some needle, thread, and some cloth. She recently got into the hobby of making her own little dollies and stuffed animals. They were so good that even Astarte and Lily offered to buy them off of her. Claire just gave Astarte a little goat plush and Lilly a fuzzy little bat doll for free.
 
Mary on the other hand managed to buy a sizeable collection of books from a traveling magic man. Mary has always had a love for reading books. Before, the only book she could read was the holy scriptures of this world. After I moved in I’ve pretty much been spoiling Mary silly by buying whatever books I see. Lately I’ve been building a bunch of book shelves for Mary to store all of the books in. She also has an interest in magic and spell craft so most of the money I’ve been swindling from the nobles have been going to buying tomes and grimoires for Mary. Astarte sometimes sells me the magic books she finds through her various connections to me for about twenty percent off the market price.
 
Suzie on the other hand bought some fish and a short dagger. The only lessons that she ever really paid attention to where the self-defense lessons that I was teaching the girls. I taught the girls the basics of CQC that I learned from the army so they could protect themselves. Susan was the only one to ask me for more self-defense lessons after she watched me beat the crap out of four thugs who were trying to torture a poor little tortoiseshell cat to death. The cat seems to be really attached to Susan now and always hangs out in the church for dinner.
 
After teaching her nearly all the hand to hand techniques I knew, Susan was the best fighters among all of my kids and even managed to score a few clean hits on me. She then started asking me how to use a blade so I bought her the knife today at the market. She bought the fish with her own money to feed to the tortoiseshell cat.
 
I on the other hand bought a lot of parchment, ink, quills, books, and some more books. After I started teaching the neighborhood brats how to read and write for the hell of it, word got out that a priest was teaching people for free. A lot of people from the slums looking for a way to bring themselves up the social ladder started attending my classes when they had the time. Most of the people from the lower districts who came to my lessons were prostitutes
 
The prostitutes who came to learn made things very awkward since they sometimes attended to the same classes as the kids did. A busty older woman squeezing a young blushing boy between her breasts was not something the main church would overlook. So to fix my problem of the possible corruption of youth, the silver haired mistress Lilith offered to open her store, the Evening Dream, to me once every week so that I could teach the prostitutes of Kald. That certainly reduced the amount of boners popped and little boys molested in the middle of my lessons. Also got the main church and concerned parents off my back.
 
Finally the sun began to sink below the horizon and we had all finished purchasing the wares that we wanted. Before Astarte had went off to hawk her goods, I had asked her to meet us in front of the town fountain at six thirty. By the time we finally met up, Mary, Claire, and Susan were all tuckered out. I was then forced to carry Claire and Susan in my arms. Mary on the other hand insisted she was too old to be carried by her father and stubbornly walked beside me, trying her best not to nod off. After we met up with Astarte the sky finally dimmed and the torches lit up.
 
“So Astarte, since you’re the guest of honor tonight what do you want me to cook you?” I smiled as we slowly walked back to the church.
 
“Oh god I hate it when you make me choose,” groaned Astarte, “All the food you make is way too good!”
 
“Well I already knew you were going to say that. So I prepared some lasagna, cream soup, garlic bread, roast chicken, and mashed potatoes. All I have to do when I get home is heat them up and stir fry some vegetables,” I said while giving Astarte a thumbs up.
 
“yay lasagna.....”mumbled Mary while tiredly rubbing her eyes.
 
“Oh god why can’t I just have the stomach to eat all of your food in one sitting!” Astarte salivated.
 
“Hey don’t worry,” I said, “We have an entire week to do that!”
 
“Yeah....” Astarte sighed with a small frown on her face.
 
“Astarte is there something wrong?” I asked.
 
“Well,” Astarte mumbled while facing the ground, “Alright since you’ve been such a great friend to me I’ll tell you later. Do you have anytime tonight?”
 
“Well once I finish preparing for my lessons at Lillith’s place I’ll have the rest of the night off.”
 
“Tell me when you finish. This is very important.”
 
“Of course.” I replied, “Oh hey is that Lilith?”
 
You wouldn't be able to forget Lilith’s distinctive figure even if you wanted too. Lilith was an enchanting woman with alabaster skin and crimson red eyes. She wore a revealing black dress which showed off her milky white breasts and black garter belts that ran up her plump cream thighs. The moonlight haired mistress sat in front of my church playing with a little daisy until she saw me walking up to the church.
 
“Hey Eddie!” the buxom woman yelled, excitedly waving her hand.
 
“Lilith,” I sighed with a troubled look on my face, “I would give you a hug but my arms are filled with little girls!”
 
“Living the life aren’t you, you sly boy!”giggle Lilith while elbowing my sides.
 
“Lilith what the hell are you doing here,” growled Astarte.
 
“Awww its my cute little billy goat!” smiled Lilith as she began gently caressing my cheek, “I’m here to see my favorite father. I’ve been sooooooo naughty lately. I need him to discipline me with his warm fatherly hands then cleanse me in his hot sticky holy fluid.”
 
“Get. Your. Filthy. Hands. OFF HIM!” snarled Astarte as she pushed Lilith to the side.
 
“daddy are we home yet?” mumbled Claire sleepily.
 
“Yes we are Claire,” said Mary, obviously now fully awake after Astarte’s outburst.
 
“Oh hey Auntie Lilith” beamed Susan.
 
“Hello sugar plum,” said Lilith, poking Susan’s cheek.
 
“So Lilith,” I said returning back to the previous subject, “What are you here for?”
 
“Well,” she started while flirtatiously putting a finger to her lips, “Something good is going to happen tomorrow so I came over to your church as an early celebration!”
 
“What’s happening?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
 
“Oh you’ll see,” laughed Lilith as she daintily covered her mouth with her hands.
 
“Hey Father Edwards!”
 
Another large breasted woman materialized from the night and started bolting towards me. It was Lilly Eldering. She was dressed in her cute brown cardigan with a pink knitted shawl around her shoulders. Her fluffy brown hair was tied neatly in a long braid that reached down to her hips. The braid swayed gently in the cool evening air as she sauntered slowly towards us, carrying a very expensive bottle of red wine.
 
“Lilly?” I asked, “What are you doing here?”
 
“Oh well I have some time off tonight so I’d like to have dinner with you,” she said surveying the crowd gathered around my church, “But it seems like everyone else had the same idea...”
 
“Its alright Lily,” I said while putting Sarah and Claire onto the ground, “I’m pretty sure I can feed all of seven of us.”
 
“If you need help I’ll be here for you Father,” bowed Lilly.
 
“That would be very helpful of you Lily. There are some vegetables are in the sink. All you have to do is cut them and fry them that’s it.”
 
“I’ll help you set the dishes,” mumbled Astarte.
 
“Normally I’d get the girls too do tha-”
 
“I said I’ll do it!” blurted Astarte.
 
“Girls thank Astarte for doing your chores.”
 
“Well that just leaves me!” said Lilith raising her hand like an eager schoolgirl, “I’ll entertain Father Edwards while you girls go make some food.”
 
“As much as I would like that,” I said while poking Lilith on the forehead, “I still have to warm up the dishes. So go entertain the kids for a bit. And Mary, if she starts telling you three any lewd stories again you have my permission to smack her.”
 
“Yes Father,” smiled Mary as I tussled her hair.
 
“Booo,” pouted Lilith, “There goes most of my best stories....”
 
Last night I had went all out with preparing the food and boy did my hard work pay off. The six girls absolutely loved my food.  Lily's blood red wine complemented everything on the table very well. Since it was apparently a special night for Lilith I decided to let the kids have some wine too so that we could all toast to whatever Lilith was excited about. Lilith and I were both very heavy drinkers so we finished off the bottle Lilly brought in a few glasses. Dinner conversation soon divulged into Astarte talking to Mary about magic while Lilith asked Claire if she was willing to make her a stuffed doll of a priest. Susan on the other hand had left the table early to go feed the tortoiseshell cat of hers while Lily and I discussed business and the most effective way to clean dirty sheets. By the time dinner was over the seven of us had finished off everything I had cooked.
 
“Well I think I’m going to go prepare the lesson at Lilith’s place tomorrow,” I said, finally putting down my fork..
 
“Oh yeah,” spoke Lilith, “Totally forgot to tell you but class is cancelled tomorrow!”
 
“Is it because of that big event that’s happening?”
 
“Yep!”
 
“Well then,” I said while shrugging my shoulders, “I guess I’ll go boil up some tea. Also, does anyone want the cookies that my daughters baked yesterday.”
 
“Well I suppose I can have some,” said Lilly while raising a hand.
 
“You can’t have tea with out sweets,” smiled Astarte, “I suppose I shall have some too.”
 
I started for the kitchen before I remembered something very important. Turning my head back to the dining room I then said, “Girls its way past your bedtime, say goodnight now.”
 
“““goodnight Lily, goodnight Astarte, goodnight Lilith, goodnight Father Edwards!”””
 
“Sweet dreams,” waved Lilith.
 
And with that the trio of girls groggily stumbled out of dining room to brush their teeths and tuck in for the night. As my three girls left the dining hall I also went out to the kitchen to boil up some tea. After scrounging about the cupboard I found some eastern Chrysanthemum tea that I had bought from Astarte. With the tea boiled and cookies acquired, I walked back into the dining room with a serving tray filled with goodies.
 
“Here you go ladies,” I said while pouring each of them a cup.
 
“Thank you very much Papa Edwards,” nodded Astarte.
 
“Thank you Father,” smiled Lily, “I could get used to others serving me tea.”
 
“Thanks Eddie!”
 
The four of us just sat there in the dining hall sipping our tea and eating the cookies while basking in the warm candlelight from the chandelier. We chatted aimlessly about topics like what Astarte sold today at the market, guessing what cup size Lilith was, and the blood red wine Lilly brought to the dinner. Then suddenly the conversation took a turn.
 
“Its been nearly two years since you moved in Father Edwards,” said Lilly with a nostalgic smile on her face, “And in your two years here you’ve amassed quite the harem of girls.”
 
“Eddie here is such a playboy,” giggled Lilith, “Almost all of the girls working in my shop want to marry him! Imagine what a romance that would be, the love between the priest and the prostitute! How deliciously scandalous!”
 
“As much as I would like to get married,” I said with a grin, “I am a man of the cloth you know. I have to follow the rules the church have ordained.”
 
 “““BwaHAHAHAHAHAHA”””
 
All four of us instantly started laughing.
 
“You are honestly one of the worst priests I know of,”said Astarte while wiping the tears from her eyes, “If anyone would break regulations it would be you.”
 
“It is one of your good points,” smirked Lilly while sipping her tea.
 
“Most priests go around making fame and fortune by running those witch hunts for people who sleep with monsters,” Lilith mused, “but why don’t you do the same?”
 
“Why the hell would I go around accusing people of beastiality when I could just scam money out of nobles!”
 
This time I was the only one laughing. Astarte, Lilith, and Lilly all slowly stared at me with unreadable expressions.
 
"Beastiality?" glared Astarte.
 
“I mean who wants to be accused of having sex with an animal,” I said while raising a brow, “Last week a nice young man was accused of having sex with an ogre. I don’t think any man would willingly sleep with an obese green giant with all the pretty girls running around Kald.”
 
“Giant green man?” Lilly slowly put her cup of tea back onto her saucer before staring at me again.
 
“Isn’t that what an ogre is?” I asked, “A giant green pig faced monster who goes around raping elves.”
 
“Oh I see,” said Lilly as she snapped her finger at me, “You are thinking about old world monsters!”
 
“Old world monsters?”
 
“Oh don’t worry about it,” giggled Lilith.
 
“Lilith don’t you think we shou-”
 
“Now now Lilly darling,” smiled Lilith, “He’ll find out soon enough.”
 
“Bu-”
 
“Lillyyyyyyyyy~”
 
“Fine Lilith,” sighed Lilly, “I do suppose it’ll be more interesting that way.”
 
“Well then I’ve got to go now Eddie,” flirted Lilith as she blew me a kiss, “Reserve yourself for me tomorrow!”
 
“I do suppose I have to go to,”said Lilly as she set down her empty teacup, “But before I leave I would like to make the same request as Lilith.”
 
“Is there going to be a ball tomorrow or something?”
 
“Don’t want to ruin the surprise for you Father,” smiled Lilitha as she gave me one last wave
 
And with that our night together ended. Lilith and Lilly both disappeared into the night, back to their respective homes. Astarte and I on the other hand were left to clean the dishes. After we finished washing the dishes Astarte pulled me aside.
 
“Edward, leave town.”
 
“What why?”I asked incredulously.
 
“Trust me on this,”she whispered, “Tomorrow, first thing you do after you wake up the girls is get the hell out of here. Just get the hell out of here and run.”
 
“Does this have anything to do with what Lilith was excited about?”
 
“I can’t tell you anything about that,” she said while biting her lower lip, “All I can ask you is just to trust me. Just run.”
 
Astarte was normally always and easy going girl. Sure Lilith got her riled up every once in a while but I’ve never seen her in a panic like this before. From what I could guess something big was going to happen to the city tomorrow.
 
“Alright”
 
“You promise?”
 
“Yes I promise,” I said while shaking her hand.
 
“Good,” Astarte sighed, obviously with whatever load taken off her chest she seemed much calmer than before.
 
“Alright then, lets go to bed,” I said while tussling Astarte’s chestnut hair.
 
“I’m sorry but I have to be somewhere tonight,” said Astarte while gloomily looking at the ground.
 
“Goodnight then Astarte,” I said with one last stroke of her head, “I wish success on whatever it is you plan on doing.”
 
“Thank you Father Edwards.”
 
That was the first time I ever heard Astarte call me by my “proper” title. With a shrug I saw Astarte to the door. She seemed so lonely as she walked out into the cold black night. For a few seconds I felt like calling out to her, but in the end I just turned back into the church, slowly closing the door behind me.
 
The next morning I did as Astarte said. I quickly packed a bag full of valuables hidden in the church and then filled my robes with the weapons that I amassed in my two years at Kald. The night before I had ordered a coach and driver to the neighboring city of Aston. There was a noble whose son that I saved from the common cold. We had a mutual respect for one another and he had promised to let me stay at his place if I was ever to go to Aston. So I planned on staying with him for a while before figuring out what to do next. After I got my daughters dressed, I had them pack up their necessities before we walked to the eastern gate then rode off in a carriage.
 
We rode for about half and hour when suddenly a large shadow passed above us. I looked up from the carriage and what I saw brought terror to my heart. The sky was covered with the shadows of winged beasts taking off in the direction of Kald. Then suddenly there was a loud “BOOM!” as a city behind us suddenly started smoking.
 
“Stop the carriage.”
 
“what?” asked the driver.
 
“STOP THE CARRIAGE.”
 
“Okay Okay!” screamed the girl as she stopped the horses, “no need to yell.”
 
“Father what are we stopping for,” asked Mary with concern written clearly on her face.
 
“Something bad is happening to Kald right now,” I scowled, “I just saw a flock of winged beasts flying towards the city before a loud explosion happened. I think that Kald is under attack.”
 
“Dad don’t go!” begged Claire.
 
“Don’t worry,” I laughed, “I’ll only be going in there to get Astarte, Lily, and Lilith. Then I’ll run out with them and meet you guys here.”
 
“Father wait!”
 
“What is it Mary?”
 
Putting her hands over me she closed her eyes as an ephemeral green wind emitted from her hands. Slowly the wind crawled over me, covering me like a cloak and filling my body with energy. When I opened back my eyes I was covered in a robe of gently swirling green wind.
 
“That was Blessings of the Sylph. It is an old spell that will enhance your speed to superhuman levels for around three hours. I used all of my mana in that spell so make sure you come back alive,”smiled Mary as she held some tears back in her eyes.
 
“Who the hell do you think you are talking to,” I grinned to Mary, “Driver keep these girls safe alright.”
 
“Aye Aye Capt’n,” grinned the driver as she saluted me.
 
Then I shot off towards Kald, boosted by the cape of magical wind. As I tore across the road, the tower of smoke billowing up from the town of Kald grew larger and larger. My the time I finally reached the city walls I could see beams of magic flying back and forth, the crashing of steel, and the screams of men. I slide in through the demolished gates and ran into the streets. And there I was greeted with a bizarre sight.
 
Storms of monsters crawled the streets assaulting the guards, but they were not the kind of monsters the denizens from my world would expect. People like me would expect and ogre to be a giant green skinned beast with a thirst for blood. But what I saw were large, green, muscle bound women who carried large clubs and had tusks jutting from their mouths. Each of them possessed a ferocious beauty and a face drowned in battle lust. Girls similar to the great lord of the wastes, Beelzebub, swarmed around throwing magic fire down on the soldiers. But instead of screaming in pain the men screamed in pleasure before the flies descended on their meal. Headless women smashed their swords against the knight’s shields before slicing their armour off and dragging them from the battlefield. Giant spider women slung their webs at fleeing soldiers, encapsulating them in cocoons before mounting them.
 
It was not a battle of blood and frenzy that you would expect from a traditional battle. Instead lust and anarchy permeated the atmosphere as these “monsters” merely pounced on the men they were fighting, dragging them off to copulate. It was a one-sided battle as many of the ordinary towns guard were unable to fight against these monsters. Everywhere I looked there was lust and chaos, it was as if the entire town was drowning in a giant party of rape and debauchery.
As I dashed through the town looking for my friends I saw many bizarre sights. A red scaled woman with dark brown skin pounced upon a teenager after she defeated him in a duel. A purple woman made of goo dropped on a young man, engulfing him in her slime and dissolving his clothes. A muscular woman with the stripes of a tiger shredded a knight’s armour to pieces with her claws before dragging him into the alleys. The most shocking sight was when a young mother running away with her little boy suddenly collapsed. Her boy started trying to drag her away from the riot but then suddenly his mother morphed into a demon, complete with a set of horns and wings, then pounced him.
 
Either due to my speed or the fact that the battle already seemed to be mostly over I managed to run through the streets undisturbed by any of the monsters. As I tore through the streets I soon found myself in the slums of Kald. Glancing quickly too see if there were any monsters about I then surveyed the land for the fastest way to the my church. Then with a leap I began sprinting past the wreckage to my first checkpoint, the Evening Dream.
 
When I finally reached the Evening Dream I  peeked through the window to see if Lilith was still there. But I immediately left after I saw that the there was a flock of succubi raping their hapless victims inside of the building. Many of the succubi were once the prostitutes that I had taught every Saturday afternoon.
 
Leaving my ex-students behind to enjoy themselves I started running to the church. Everywhere around me there was chaos and anarchy. I knew that I had told Astarte, Lilly, and Lilith where I hid the weapons and where all of the hidden rooms were at so I was sure if they were still safe they would be hiding in my church. For the first time ever in my life I prayed to god that my friends would be safe.
 
At last I reached my old home. The church was oddly untouched, when I was running through the streets all of the other churches I saw were either completely demolished or on fire. But when I my church seemed relatively unharmed.  
 
I quickly slide into the church and looked around for danger. I slunk around looking back and forth as I creeped through my church. Sensing nothing I decided to check the hidden room in the chapel for my friends.
 
“Astarte?!
 
Lilith!?
Lily?!”
 
“Hello there!”
 
Then seemingly out of nowhere, Lilith materialized before me in the chapel. Smiling and bubbly like always, Lilith walked towards me with what seemed to be an extra spring in her step.
 
“Lilith thank god you’re alright! To bad the monsters attacked on your special day.”
 
“Oh don’t worry about it,” she said while grinning, “Did you come all this way just to find me?”
 
“Yeah, I was going to go to Aston when I saw the attack on Kald. I ran back as fast as I could thanks to Mary’s magic so I could find you. Do you have any idea where the other Lily and Astarte are?”
 
“Oh yes!”Lilith said with a giggle, “Lilly’s a bit busy right now. Astarte on the other hand has been such a naughty little girl, so I punished her.”
 
“What?”
 
“Oh! Well, Astarte just almost ruined the best part of my little invasion plan so I’ve sent her to the dungeons!”
 
“You’re the one who planned this invasion?”I growled while slowly drawing a few knives from my sleeve, “And Astarte and Lily were a part of this?”
 
“Bingo! We’ve been planning this little invasion of Kald for about five years! I use my girls and their skills corrupt the head honchos in town, Lily keeps a close ear to the ground for information, and Astarte floods the markets with weapons that don’t work and trinkets that turn women into monsters!” she said with a giggle, “We all originally agreed to share you once the invasion was over but little Astarte didn’t want us to dirty you or something like that.”
 
I my tight grip on the slowly loosened. The thought that at least Astarte didn’t throw me to the fishes certainly brought about some reprieve from my predicament. But I was still pretty fucking pissed. Both Lily and Lilith had always been great friends to me during my life in Kald. Sure Lilith was a terrible influence on my kids and Lily was a bit manipulative, but I never thought that they would be the kind of women to enslave an entire city.
 
“So Astarte decide to mess up our plan by sending you and your daughters out of town,” Lilith continued, “Best part is that it would have all worked if the carriage owner hadn’t been one of my girls! So I told the driver to be sure to let you see that huge fire I set in the middle of the city. Then I sent a flock of dragon girls flying towards the city. I knew you wouldn’t be the kind of man who would leave his friends in a burning city about to be assaulted by monsters.”
 
“At least tell me that carriage driver bitch didn’t touch my kids,” I growled.
 
“Well~~ Don’t be mad, the carriage driver didn’t hurt them too badly.”
 
“I’ve heard enough! I’m taking you out then I’m taking back my daughters and Astarte!”
 
With a flick of my wrist I quickly launched out three daggers at her head and two towards her chest. But with a mere wave of her hands she swatted down the knives with a gust of wind.
 
“Crap, let me guess you know magic.”
 
“Yep!”
 
“I’m going to need more knives.”
 
“Yep!”
 
Now I’ve only been in a fight with a magician once. I punched him in the face before he could cast a spell. Obviously this wasn’t going to work with Lilith as she was obviously on an entirely different world from him.
 
With a wave of her hands, an array of purple projectiles materialized from behind her back. Then like a conductor commanding an orchestra, she swept her hand at me and launched a plethora of purple energy towards my direction.
 
I quickly leapt to the side as the bullets splattered onto the walls before twinkling out of existence. Not wasting a single second I proceed to launch a curtain of knives at Lilith. But like rain cascading on concrete my knives merely bounced off Lilith’s magic barrier before shattering to the ground.
 
“Oh-ho! A wind enchantment! I assume that was from Mary.”
 
“”It was called Blessing of Sylph or something.”
 
“That is some pretty high level stuff you know. Looks like I can stop holding back so much.”
 
Like a strange magical girl transformation sequence Lilith twirled around with a smile on her face before lifting up her hand. Demonic wings and a long black tail grew out from behind her back as two dark horns sprung out from her silver hair. Staring at her face I saw her sclera turned a pitch black as her already crimson eyes glowed a deep ruby red. Then with a snap of her fingers, she launched out arrays of multicolored lights, spikes that spat out from the ground, whizzing fragments of gems, and blades made of darkness. I lept left and right dodging the spells casted at me with superhuman speed and reflexes. Mary’s enchantment of wind allowed me to dodge the assault and glanced off the spells that I couldn’t dodge.
 
Sensing an opening between the arrays of magic Lilith launched, I pulled a tanto out from my robes before slashing into Lilith. Instead of tearing through Lilith's alabaster skin the finely honed blade merely glanced off of a glowing red magic barrier covered in runes before shattering into nothingness. Unwilling to end my assault I tossed the shattered tanto to the side before driving dagger after dagger at Lilith with a supersonic flurry of blows. But all of them shattered. The dagger built by the famous hermit bladesmith, the dagger said to be used to purify gods, the dagger that bled thunder, the dagger said to be enchanted by the fairy queen. No matter how rare or powerful the dagger I pulled they all broke and shattered under Lilith’s impregnable magic barrier.
 
 Not willing to waste anymore knives, I lept back before kicking off the ground and dropping a guillotine like kick at the top of her head in pure desperation. But with a mocking smirk Lilith raised a rune covered arm in response to my attack. My wind boosted ax kick slide off her arm and smashed a crater in the chapel’s stone floor.
 
“I really shouldn’t have taught my Evening Dream students all of my old self-defense techniques,” I grimaced as I wrenched my foot out from the crater.
 
“Well your lessons certainly did help my girls subdue their prey,” she said with a giggle, “Most of them wanted to capture you not as a meal, but as a husband.”
 
“I’m flattered.”
 
Now I was getting into a really sticky situation. I was running out of knives and ideas but Lilith seemed no where near out of magic. I knew she was just fucking around with me like some post-war celebration game, but luckily for me I had a secret trump card. I still had the knife Astarte gave me for my thirty second birthday. The knife, according to her, belong to an ancient goat god used to dispel magic. If I couldn’t break through Lilith’s barrier through force than I would have to dispel it. Smashing off of the ground I launched myself through a hail of spells before driving the dagger into Lilith’s breasts.
 
With a resounding *clang*, the dagger smashed into Lilith’s magic barrier and snapped in half. As one half of Astarte’s dagger spun around in the air Lilith’s magic barrier flickered twice like a broken TV before blinking out of existence. Dropping the broken knife I twisted my body and fired off a right hook into Lilith’s face to knock her out. Lilith instinctively tried to raise an arm to block my punch but was too slow. My fist smashed into her temple like a meteor staggering her and finally pushing her back. Then finally to finish her off I twisted my body, driving a kick as hard as I could into Lilith’s stomach, knocking the wind out of her, and sending her crashing through the pews. Instead of staying down, Lilith merely propped herself against the wall coughing and laughing.
 
“Wow that little goat gave you that anti-magic dagger?” smirked Lilith as she spat out blood, “She must have really loved you to have parted with that old keepsake.”
 
“Looks like I have to apologize to her for breaking it.”
 
“Well play time is over! I’ll just have to take you out in just one shot!”
 
“Have fun hitting me,” I smirked before forming a stance.
 
Instead of shooting more magic at me Lilith merely winked at something before snapping her fingers. Suddenly a shadowy blur appeared from behind the cross of the chapel and raced towards me. I tried throwing a punch at it but it merely snaked behind me before smashing something solid over the back of my head. Staggering around and dazed I tried blinking the stars out of my eyes before a second hit to my solar plexus shattered my consciousness and sunk me to the ground.
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When I woke up I discovered that I was lying on a large bed covered in pink silk sheets. The whole bed reminded me a bit of something a cursed princess would sleep in, waiting for a prince to wake her up. I tossed around in bed for about two minutes, sinking my face into the soft goose down pillows while trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Suddenly a smiling woman slunk out from the shadows. It was the brown haired beauty, Lilly, wearing a French maid outfit which emphasized her natural curves.
 
“Good morning Edward,” she bowed as she lit up a few candles.
 
“How the hell did Lilith knock me out,” I groaned as I shielded my eyes from the candle light.
 
“That was my handy work,” she said clapping her hands together, “I was hiding in the shadows watching you fight against Mistress Lilith. I do have to say I was quite surprised when you broke through Mistress’s barrier. So when she gave the signal I snuck behind you and smacked you in the head and stomach. You put up a splendid fight for a human.”
 
“Damn it. So she was just playing with me the entire time,”I sighed, “So what are you? A ninja?”
 
“I am just a humble vampire,” smiled Lily as she made a curtsy, “and I am Princess Lilith’s personal maid.”
 
“Oh so that’s why you always carried that umbrella around.” I said while scratching my chin, “And that would explain why you always sold your flowers under the shade of the great Kald tree.”
 
“Correct again,”she replied with another bow.
 
“Could I ask you one question?”
 
“Of course, but I want something in return for a question.”
 
“You want my blood don’t you.”
 
“You see that’s what I love about you so much,”she said while licking her lips, “You catch on quickly.”
 
Then slowly she closed and wrapped her arms around my back. Giggling like an overexcited schoolgirl she slowly unbuttoned my silk pajamas. After undressing my upper body she then slowly traced a long cold finger down my chest.
 
“You really are quite handsome you know,”she giggled, “I just want to eat you up.”
 
“This would be so much hotter if I knew you weren’t being metaphorical.”
 
Then she sank her fangs into my neck. As blood slowly flowed from my neck, Lilly daintily sucked the blood out of my body.  As she sucked she flushed hotter and hotter. Her face blushed as she made erotic moans, panting as she drank my blood. She gouged her teeth harder into my neck, trying to force me to bleed more while I grunted in pain. She then reached for her breast from under her apron and began to fondle her nipple while she eagerly rubbed her crotch against my upper thigh. Finally she broke away, her once neat hair bun was disheveled and her face was blooming red with lust.
 
“Absolutely delicious,”she said as she straightened her skirt out, “You have very delicious blood for a man above twenty. Perhaps blood does get better at a certain age or maybe its tastes so good since I am so fond of you.”
 
“Hey I may be thirty-three but I sure as hell am more fit than some twenty something year old kid,”I said while rubbing my neck.
 
“As much as I would like to fuck you senseless right now, Mistress Lilith has other plans.”
 
“What?”
 
“What on earth were you before you became a father?”she asked changing the subject, “You have the trained body of a fighter and the mind of a scholar. I take it you were some roguish hoodlum who made all the girls swoon for him.”
 
“I was the furthest thing from that,”I laughed, “wasn’t a very good one since I got caught during my first crime. And women always seemed to run away at the sight of me. Anyways about my question.”
 
“Oh yes!”she said as she clapped her hands, “I’m assuming its about the where about of your daughters!”
 
“And Astarte.”
 
“I am very sorry,” she said as she walked away from the bed, “but the most I can tell you is that your children are fine.”
 
“Is that it?”I grimaced, “what about Astarte”
 
“I am afraid I cannot say that Astarte is allright.”
 
“Lily, you better have not lay a single fucking finger on her or I will fucking throttle you.”
 
“A snack is sitting on the table and your robes are next to you. Lilith will be visiting later tonight so rest up.”
 
And like that Lily disappeared back into the shadows with a curtsy and a bow.
 
Stuck with my own thought I began to laugh at the situation. I was once again in captivity. This time I was not in my cold damp cell but rather a lavish room that reminded me of one of the rooms from the Winter Palace in Russia.
 
My gilded birdcage was quite lovely, it had pure white walls decorated with gold leaf and cool marble floors. There were no doors to walk out through or windows to jump out of, so I discerned that the only way to enter or exit was through magic, as proven by Lilly. The only light sources in the room were the soft light emanating from the candles and the large glowing chandelier hanging lazily on a chain from the top of the room. The chandelier was a magic one that turned on and off with two snaps of the finger. With three rapid snaps the lamp changed color.
 
After slipping on my robes and snapping the light to a nice sunlight color I continued to explore the room. The room was quite large, bigger than the chapel that I used to pretend to preach at. The room was quite feminine with stuffed animals lying around the place, the kind that Claire would make. Lying in a medicine shelf were some glass bottles filled with sweeties, fruit lozenges, various lollies, and multicoloured licorices that Susan always loved.
 
There were also piles of books lying around all over the floor, most of them were novels that I had given to Mary. The rest were a mishmash of different genres ranging from encyclopedias to old romance novels. On a shiny wooden tea table was the snack that Lily previously mentioned and a freshly brewed kettle of tea. How odd, this room seemed to be tailor made for my daughters and I. Sighing to no one in particular, I sat in the white wicker chair next to the table and decided to kill time drinking tea and reminiscing about the old times.
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Back when I was still a punk a priest inspired me to look for something better. Though I was anything but religious the two of us made very good friends. He never judged me for the shithead punk that I was and had a kindness that didn’t belong in the pisshole neighborhood that I lived in. I freeloaded at his place for most of my youth and kept the place safe from the more violent of the cunts living in the slums.
 
It was from his urging that I joined the army when I turned seventeen. It was to help get myself a higher education and out of the shithole. I was going to be an educated man just like the priest and help people like me get the hell out of their shitty lives. Unfortunately life never goes as you want it too.
 
After the army I soon sunk into a period of time where I was never motivated to do shit. Guess it was something like a slump of depression. I never really figured out what the hell I was so depressed about but the whole world just seemed so damn grey. Life became more and more routine and I spiraled deeper into an endless cycle of boredom and demotivation.
 
Prison oddly enough seemed to have woken me up from my angst. Met a few people and made a few enemies. Guess the threat of having people want to stab you does steer your focus away from angsting to surviving. Though I knew it was futile since the DBS checks would probably kick my ass out with armed robbery and all that crap. I still spent a lot of time learning how to become a teacher. I planned to leave the country with the knowledge on how to teach people. Hoped I could go around helping people get out of their shitty lives with an education. Though I probably would have to forge a teaching certificate, but I had a few connection to help me with that.
 
Being sent to the city of Kald was like a dream for me. I had the opportunity for a new life without anyone knowing who I was. Running into my church was the first stroke of good luck I ever had in entire my life. There I was given a position where I could help others learn skills to better themselves and further their lives. I also got three cute little daughters to keep my spirits up.
 
I later learned that the old priest who was originally supposed to take over Sister Jane was assaulted along his journey to Kald by a gang of bandits. Did a bit of research on him and decided that his disappearance was rather a good thing. Man was the stereotypical catholic priest from my old world. Not a lot of people were going to miss the old codger.
 
I eventually became known as the “wise sage of learning” by the people after I seriously started teaching people. A lot of nobles really wanted me to become their kid’s private tutors but I decided against that. Mondays I would teach the more privileged kids, Tuesdays Wednesdays and Thursdays I would teach regular citizens along with my kids, and Fridays I spent preparing my lessons for the next week. And on the weekends I would go teach the prostitutes in Kald and preach to the masses.
 
Astarte would always help me out whenever she visited. She was quite learned for a young girl and acted like a teachers assistant for me. We would often work together late in the nights grading papers or planning lessons. It was her own way of paying me back for letting her freeload all the time in the church. I honestly loved that stubborn and dishonest girl, teasing and making her blush were just one of my many joys during my tenure at Kald.
 
I think I was quite popular for a priest. Mostly because I based my teachings from the priest of my youth. I taught human kindness and love to my flock  in simple and easy to understand messages. The crazy holy book did have some good messages about love so I pretty much harped on about those lines throughout my brief career as a priest. My increasing popularity with the public drew a lot of unwanted attention from the main church.
 
The main church had always disliked me. Fact was, I attracted many nobles through my “indulgences” and their children with my classes. My influence and sway over the nobles made me a real threat to their power. I deviated greatly from their ideology of suspicion and hate of you fellow man and had the support of the people and the nobles. By the time the main church decided to get rid of me I had too much popular support and fortune for them to knock me down through rumour or trickery. If they tried imprisoning me they knew it would just cause protest. So they decided to try and make me disappear.  
 
That was probably why I started teaching my girls self defense in the first place. Mary was a powerful magician for her age so I wasn’t too concerned about her but Susan and Claire had no way to defend themselves. So I taught them the skills I learned from both the army and in prison.
 
Thankfully the church mostly focused their assassins on me. Poor bastards didn’t even serve as good warmup. The church’s human execution squad were a varied bunch of clowns. Smashed a few skull and snapped a few necks before one of them actually managed to hit me with a jack knife while I was on the way to teach at Lilith’s place. I was holding on to a huge stack of books so my hands were a bit tied. I was a bit careless with my movements so one of them found an opening and managed to cut open my right cheek.
 
After getting rid the hooded inconveniences I continued my journey to the Evening Dream. When Lilith saw my wound she just started freaking out. After I managed to calm her down she walked out into the night and disappeared for a week. Rumours eventually surfaced how the churches infamous murder squad all suddenly disappeared. Their corpses were found a few days in their secret base in the woods. They were drained of blood or encased in ice and a few were splattered all over the forest where they made their base. Many also had massive lacerations which seemed have come from a large scythe. When I asked Lilith if she had anything to do with it she just feigned ignorance. Never had much trouble from the main church ever again.
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Suddenly there was a loud pop noise as three shadows suddenly appeared in the shadows of my room breaking me out of my indulgence with the past. Panicking I quickly smashed the tea saucer and grabbed the largest shard as a makeshift shiv. Holding it between my fingers I quickly crouched into a fighting stance, preparing for the worst.
 
““Daddy!””
“Father!”
 
I sighed with relief and pocketed the shard. It turns out that the three shadows were just my adorable little daughters. Running towards them I quickly scooped the three of them up in my arms and squeezed them in a tight fatherly hug.
 
“Oh thank the heavens,” I laughed while spinning my daughters around, “You three are safe.”
 
“Weeeeeee!”giggled Susan, “I’m so glad Mistress Lilith let us see you daddy!”
 
“what?”
 
“Susan,” sighed Mary, “Mistress Lilith only let us see father so we can punish the traitor.”
 
“Girls what the hell is going on.”
 
I slowly put my daughter back onto the ground and reached for my shiv. But my Susan grabbed my arm with superhuman strength, forcing me to drop the ceramic shard. Giggling madly the three girls pushed me down onto the ground. I tried to throw them off but Mary merely smirked and snapped her fingers. Hands of marble sprung from the ground and slammed my limbs to the ground. As I tried to open my mouth to speak to the girls Claire bent down and tied my mouth shut with a length of rope.
 
“Should we begin?”ask Claire as she nervously fidgeted around.
 
“I do suppose we should!”laughed Mary.
 
Walking back into the shadows Mary disappeared for a second before returning with a leash in her hands. With a wicked smile she bluntly jerked on the rope pulling in a little twin tailed girl with two large goat horns.
 
Astarte twitched violently as Mary led her around the room by the collar. There was a ball gag in her mouth and her arms were bounded together behind her back with thick leather belts. Two cute little goat ears that grew out from the sides of her head twitched in a frenzy while her furry three fingered paws wrestled against her bindings. She had two fuzzy brown goat legs complete with cute little hooves that clip-clopped along the tile floor as Mary led her to me with the collar on her neck. She was completely naked and her skin flushed red with her two hardened pink nipples pointing up at the sky. Her entire lower body was soaked with juices slowly drooling down from her young hairless snatch as she tried walking towards me with shivering legs. When she saw me her glazed over eyes brightened up and her cute little goat tail started wagging in happiness.
 
“Say hello to papa,” giggled Susan.
 
Then with a her hand she smacked Astarte’s buttox leaving a bright red mark.
 
“MMMMMMmMMMMmmmmmm~!”
 
Astarte tried to scream but the ball gag muffled her noises. Her legs trembled meekly beneath her before she finally collapsed onto the floor. Shen then started trying to crawl towards me before Claire put a foot on her head grinding her face onto the ground.
 
“Your job is to watch,” she giggled, “Mary you know what to do.”
 
Susan and Claire both picked up Astarte as she violently thrashed around trying to reach me. But it was to no avail. Dropping her onto the white wicker chair, Susan and Claire held both of her hands down on the arm rests before Mary once again snapped her fingers. The wires from the wicker chair then tied her arms to the chair and spread her legs apart giving me a full view of her pink pristine pussy. Noticing my stare Astarte moaned even harder as more and more love juices pooled from her vagina and onto the chair.
 
“Hehehe,” giggled Susan, “It's like she’s drooling right there.”
 
“How obscene,” glared Mary, “You always tried to seduce father haven’t you, you dirty slut.”
 
Raising her hand up into the air Mary smacked Astarte right in the face.
 
“You!”
 
*SLAP*
 
“Filthy”
 
*SLAP*
 
“WHORE!”
 
*SLAP*
 
With tears dripping down from her eye Astarte tried to say something to Mary but her words were sealed by the ball gag. Unbeknownst to her, Susan slowly slid up from behind then groped her tender breasts.
 
“Father Belongs to us!” giggled Susan as she pinched down on Astarte’s nipples.
 
“MMMMMmmm!!!!! MMMmm!!m!M!Mmmm!!!MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~~~~~~”
 
Astarte bucked back and forth in the chair climaxing over and over again. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she showed me the whites of her eyes. She thrashed around in the chair trying to break through the bonds. Finally foam started dripping out from behind the ball gag.
 
“Oopsies!” smiled Susan, “can’t let you faint!”
 
When Susan finally let go of Astarte’s nipples her entire body started twitching. She panted madly through the ball gag trying to regain her breath after climaxing just from her nipples.
 
“You filthy sow,”glared Mary before spitting on her face.
 
“Mistress Lilith put a little spell on Astarte,”smiled Susan, “made her suuuuuper sensitive! She even cums with a single touch! Cool right!”
 
“I think its about time we should daddy our new forms,”smiled Claire while she giggled madly.
 
Mary smiled as stroked my cheek, “I do suppose so....”
 
Crouching over, wings and tails sprung from Mary, Claire, and Susan’s backs tearing apart their dresses. Claire’s once soft white skin slowly greyed then turned ashen as bat wings grew out of her head. Her pupils turned a dark red as her sclera blackened with her skin. Two blue ram horns slowly grew out of Susan’s head as her once sunshine hair turned a platinum blonde. Mary smiled as she seductively crawled slowly swing a long black tail.
 
“Father,” Mary purred as she pounced on to my chest like a cat, “I love you so much. I love you more than that filthy goat whore ever will....”
 
“I love you too daddy,”smiled Claire as she nuzzled my cheek, “I love you too.”
 
“Me Three!” laughed Susan as she rubbed her nose against my arm.
 
I tried to struggle against the marble hands but no matter what my limbs could not move against their grip. It was as if cement was poured over my limbs and solidified. My three daughters giggled as they removed the rope binding my mouth. As I opened my mouth to try to reason with them Mary stuck her mouth against mine. The taste of sin filled my mouth as my cute little daughter stuck her tongue deep into my mouth. She span drunken spirals with her tiny pink tongue around my own, moaning hotly we kissed. After a few minutes she parted then Susan started kissing me. While Susan explored my mouth with her tongue Claire madly rubbed her soaking pussy against my leg while trying to stifle her moans by stuffing her mouth with her tail.
 
“Wow look how big he is.....”
 
Mary stared lovingly at my engorged crotch she gave if a whiff. Then with care and deliberation she tore off the robes revealing my nakedness to the four girls. The four girls all squirmed madly with anticipation as they stared hotly at my rod as Astarte thrashed around in her chair as she desperately tried to escape.
 
“Oh would the little goat like a better view?” grinned Mary.
 
Then walking off towards the chair Mary dragged Astarte by the hair before kicking her down to me.  Astarte slowly tried to worm towards me while the three girls giggled at her futile efforts. When she finally reached me she reached her face to my cock Susan grabbed her by the hair and forced her away.
 
“No! Bad Astarte!” she ordered, “He is ours!”
 
Astarte tried pleading through the ball gag but the girls merely giggled before Mary forced more binds onto Astarte, tying her onto the ground while giving her a full view of my crotch. At first Susan tentatively poked at my member with her small pink tongue as Claire stared lovingly at it. Then Mary joined Susan and began running her hot wet tongue across my dick. Susan and Mary began alternating between licking my shaft while rolling their tongues around my tip while Claire started sucking on my balls. Astarte enviously watched while she shook her butt around in the air like a bitch in heat. All I could do was to grit my teeth and try to withstand the pleasure.
 
“Your penis is throbbing so much right now,” giggle Claire, “are you enjoying this papa?”
 
Mary smirked at me before glaring at Astarte, “Father is going to cum soon.”
 
By then my penis was already overflowing with precum and my daughters’ saliva. Grinding my teeth together I slammed the back of my head against the floor trying my best not to ejaculate. Sensing my distress, Mary merely giggled at my turmoil before wrapping her lips around the tip of my dick. Everything that had came out of my throbbing member was sucked away in a single fluid motion by Mary’s mouth and replaced with nothing but pleasure.
 
“What!” moaned Claire, “No fair!”
 
Mary just giggled cockily as she then closed her eyes then sunk my cock all the way down her tiny throat. After forming a seal around my cock with her moist lips she pistoned her head back and forth taking the entire length of my dick with her mouth and throat. As she continually deep throated my prick she ran she soft wet tongue around my shaft. My cock shuddered at Mary’s technique as she sloppily worshiped my cock with her loving mouth.
 
Sensing that I was about to cum she pushed her head down to the very bottom of my crotch before I finally exploded, pouring all of my hot cum down her tiny throat and straight into her stomach. Coughing and sputtering, Mary gulped down all the semen, sucking down on my dick like a straw. Finally she lifted her head up from my crotch and lewdly showing me the remnants of cum and saliva running down her mouth before I spat out a few from spurts of semen over her face.
 
“Father~~” she moaned hotly, “did you enjoy raping my throat?”
 
Tails swishing back and forth Claire and Susan then pounced on top of Mary. With a dreamy expression on their faces Susan and Claire stared at Mary’s cum stained face before they pushed her down and began licking her face. Wriggling their tiny bodies together they sucked and played with each other’s mouth fighting over the last remnants of semen. They mashed their underdeveloped pussys together while they fondled and bit at each other’s breasts and nipples. As much as I wanted to, I could not turn my eyes away from the sight of debauchery before me. Suddenly a giggling noise appeared from above me. I heard the clipping of high heels against the floor before two massive breasts appeared above my head.
 
“Lilith.”
 
“Father Edwards.”
 
“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTERS!”
 
“Long story short. Demonification!” she smiled as she playfully twirled her hair.
 
“What?!”
 
“Well I corrupted their minds and souls,” she said with a shrug, “made them all true to their desires and stuff like that! Turned Claire into a Devil, Susan into an Imp, and Mary into a succubus like me! Neat! Right?”
 
“you bitch....”
 
“Mary was the hardest one to break you know?” Lilith said with a smirk, “She screamed and cried for her father, but towards the end I got her to confess about her deepest darkest fantasy...
 
....Do you want to hear it?”
 
“Lilith one more word out of you and-”
 
Obviously not caring what I was saying Lilith continued,“She always fantasized about how one night you would just barge into her room. Then you would overpower her and pin her onto the bed and just ravish her over and over again. You would rape her every orifice and full her to the brim with your cum until she was just bursting from it. You would force orgasm after orgasm onto her, treating her like a toy until she would collapse. Her mind a hollow shell of what it once was.”
 
Giggling gently she crouched over my head while stroking my cheek. Unable to contain my rage I growled like an animal before I spat at her face. Instead of dodging, she let my spit hit her right in the cheek. With a smile she lewdly traced her black gloved finger across my spit and placed it into her mouth, lewdly sucking my spit from her finger until she stared back at me.
 
“Absolutely delicious,” she smiled.
 
“Fuck You Bitch.”
 
“Don’t mind if I do.”
 
Straddling me, Lilith gently rubbed her throbbing wet slit against my burning hot member while she traced a long sticky tongue down my neck. Reaching my collar bone she began raining hot kisses against my body leaving red love marks all over my neck and chest. Then after tracing a long thin finger up my chest she stared at me with her crimson eyes filled with mad passion before sinking down for a deep wet kiss.
 
“MMMMMMNNnNMMMMMMMMMM!!!”
Astarte tried to scream something as she helplessly watched Lilith press her lips lewdly against mine. She struggled madly against her bounds before finally she gave up and dropped her head down, tears forming in her eyes. Giggling mischievously my three daughters crawled up towards Astarte and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to watch Lilith’s one-sided invasion into my mouth. Finally parting our mouths, only a long bridge of drool dripping down slowly from Lilith’s lips was left from our kiss.
 
After rubbing her nose against my chest, Lilith turned her head to Astarte than laughed, “I’m about to fuck your precious father senseless Astarte. How does it feel to watch me about to rape your beloved father? Watching him being taken away by someone you hate so much. Are you sad? Are you in despair?”
 
Astarte angrily shook her head in denial then tried looking away. But Mary, Susan, and Claire merely forced Astarte’s head back to the sight of Lilith straddling me. Then with a single motion, Lilith dropped down and pierced herself with my throbbing tower. With a hot moan her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she squeezed down on me like a soaking wet vice. She gripped down tightly against my shoulders leaving nail marks into my skin as she convulsed for a few moments before finally she fell down onto my chest.
 
“Oh god,” she moaned, “This is the first time I ever came just from inserting a cock into me~.”
 
Clenching my teeth together I turned my head away from Lilith’s triumphant face and looked to the side. Tied to the ground right next to me was Astarte, hot wet tears of despair and anger streaking down her face. She moaned and sobbed behind the ball gag, unable to tear her face away from the sight of me being violently raped by Lilith.
 
“Lookie here Astarte~,” Lilith smiled, “Isn’t the place where we are connected so wet and sloppy. Doing it with the man you love is sooo much better than doing it with some random stranger.... Aren’t you jealous you stupid goat bitch? Aren’t you just mortified?”
 
Lilith, obviously enjoying the despair on Astarte’s face bounced up and down ontop of me before leaning down to kiss me. I felt as if my sanity was on the brink of collapse. The pleasure she was giving too me was too much to handle. Madly shaking her hips, Lilith rode me without any restraint. The sound of our love juices sloppily mixing together filled the room every time she slid her sopping wet pussy down my meat pole.
 
Clenching my fists I tried my best to stave off ejaculation but Lilith’s lewd movements wouldn’t give me any rest. Everything about her was arousing. How lewd she looked when she stared at me with her love filled eyes, the smug smirk on her face whenever she looked at Astarte's anguish, how she bit down on her thumb every time she neared orgasm. How her womanly breasts alternated back and forth as she rode me like an animal. How her hot wetness gripped me and licked me all over my crotch.
 
Sensing I was near orgasm Lilith leaned down onto my and wrapped her motherly breasts lovingly over my face before madly shaking her shapely hips. Finally I couldn’t take it any longer, I released everything that I had left deep into Lilith’s welcoming womb. With a shriek, she arched backwards like a cat before collapsed onto my chest and lay there twitching for a few moments. The two of us panted madly as we basked in the afterglow of our orgasm.
 
“Father,” Lilith giggled as she rubbed her belly, “I think you’re going to have a fourth daughter soon.....
 Well as much as I would like you to princess carry me to bed so that we could cuddle, I have to talk to the little goat first. Mary, Susan, Claire, would you be so kind to leave us for a few moments.”
 
“AWwwwwwww,” they moaned, “but we wanted to go next!”
 
“Sorry girls but this is important.”
 
After a bit of grumbling and complaining my three daughters vanished back into the shadows. Giggling like a child with a new toy, Lilith snapped her fingers, dragging Astarte towards us. Then with another two snaps, the ball gag in Astarte’s mouth dropped down. Astarte gasped for air before she clenched her teeth and growling at Lilith.
 
“Oh now don’t be so cross you stupid twin tail,” laughed Lilith, “I want to make a little deal with you.”
 
“I don’t want to hear it you bitch,” snarled Astarte.
 
“Awww did I break your wittle heart,” smirked Lilith.
 
“.........”
 
“It’s okay to cry you know,” she giggled, “I did just rape the only man you’ve ever loved.”
 
Trying to choke back the tears Astarte sniffled a bit before glaring back at Lilith, “Y-you can just go straight back to h-h-Hell.”
 
“Well let me tell you what the deal is first,” smiled Lilith, “I’ll let you be one of the Eddie’s mistresses. But in return you have to turn him into an Incubus And be the priestess to bless our wedding!”
 
Clenching her teeth, Astarte looked first glared at Lilith before looking back at me. Her little goat tail swished back and forth as she lay tied up on the ground in thought.
 
“Think about it Astarte, this is the only way you are ever going to have a little taste of your beloved is as a mistress. I get to be his legal wife but you still get to be with Eddie! If you want I’ll even let the two of you have kids!”
 
“Astarte this is fucking ridiculous,” I growled, “no way in hell I’m going to marry a crazy slut.”
 
“Awww now you’ve gone and hurt my feelings,” cooed Lilith, “But I’ve got all the time in the world to break you. No matter how strong your will is as a human, it will change once you've into an incubus. But don’t worry too much about that part, I’ll let Astarte deal with your incubization.”
 
“Why would you do that?” asked Astarte.
 
“When you lolita type monsters incubize your lovers they keep their sanity. Something about how you want to have a big strong papa or big bro to protect you,” she giggled ,“But when I turn men into incubus they end up as brain dead fuck toys. I may be a succubus but I still want to enjoy doing lover like things with Eddie like holding hands while walking down a beach, or going out on Sunday dates!”
 
“Alright fine,” sighed Astarte in resignation, “I’ll fucking do what you say.”
 
“Normally I would have had my little sister Alice cast the spell. But it seems that she found a lover in another dimension and refuses to return my calls. Says something about how its harvest season,” she smiled, “Well she did promise come visit with her husband next month so we could hold the wedding then!”
 
Then with a giggle and a wave, Lilith magically undid our binds with a clap of her hands and then vanished back into the shadows. I slowly sat back up before pouring what was left in the teapot over my head. Astarte continued to lay on the ground, panting and coughing for a bit before she finally sat back up.
 
“Astarte,” I began, “couldn’t we just escape from here? I’m sure you know magic.”
 
“And do what,” she spat.
 
“Run? Find a way to bring my daughters back to normal? Take over the world? Eat all the pastries the Bakers can bake us?”
 
“I’m sorry Edward,” she sighed “,the world already ended.”
 
“The fuck?”
 
“You’ve been frozen in magic for three years after the fall of Kald,” she began, “Said something about how you would be her reward for taking over the world. Her family have already taken over eighty percent of the human world. Hell the only reason why her family lets those parts exist is for fun.”
 
“Well is there anything we can do?”
 
“We are up against a family of upper echelon succubi who have enough power to rip holes in time and space and take over technologically advanced worlds in a few seconds. And believe me, we are probably the last people even thinking about resisting. Everyone is happy with their new lives. No church persecution, cultural enrichment, a stable economy, a loved one by their side. What more can you ask for?”
 
“Can I at least give my daughters back their humanity?”
 
“To be frank with you they like being monsters more than humans.”
 
Sighing with resignation I slid over until I reached to Astarte. Together we sat naked next to each other, huddling in our now quite birdcage. Astarte lay her large poofy paw over my hand and rested her goat horns onto my shoulders.
 
“So what are you anyways Astarte?”
 
“Me? Oh I’m a Baphomet,” she smiled as she tapped her goat horns“,Normally I work as a priest. Like you! Was a champion for the demon lord’s army tasked with the honor of bringing down the great city of Kald through subterfuge.”
 
“Sorry about ruining everything for you.”
 
“Don’t worry too much about it,” she chuckled, “I still get to be your mistress.”
 
The two of us stared at the ceiling for a few seconds laughing before Astarte broke down sobbing. I was unable to add any words of comfort without being insensitive so I just gripped the paw in my hand tightly. Gently rubbing Astarte’s paw in my hand I stared out into nothingness as bitter angry tears flowed from her eyes and onto the floor.    
 
“God Damn It,” she sobbed, “That fucking bitch! That Fucking Bitch!”
 
“I’m sorry...”
 
“N-no. Don’t be...... I’m just so God Damn Pissed! That fucking bitch is forcing me to be the fucking priest to your wedding.
 
*sniff*
 
I wanted to be your wife! Not that slut Lilith!”
 
“Who the hell says I’m marrying that bitch.”
 
Sniffling, Astarte just stared at the ground before speaking, “you really don’t have much of a choice you know. I know Lilith can get you to fall for her with or without her magic.”
 
“The fuck did you get that idea from? I fucking hate that bitch.”
 
“She’s a succubus, an expert on human hearts. And I know she’s totally your type. Acts like a loving older sister, gentle but teasing, very womanly body, enjoys tender loving sex.”
 
“Hey what she just did to me was anything but tender loving sex. And how do you know my taste in women?”
 
“That was whole show was to punish me and to let your daughters have a taste of you. They were separated from you for about three years you know.”
 
“Three years.... God Damn..... Did they hurt you?”
 
“I was fine. Lilith isn’t an angry vengeful bitch like some of her sisters. She’s just the most playful or whimsical among all her sisters. I was just given the job of guarding your frozen body for three years. Staring at your stupid sleeping face wasn’t too bad of a way to spend three years.”
 
“Guess that means you didn’t see much action during the war,” I said, relieved.
 
“The only time I saw action for the last few moments of the war was during the final battle with the church. And that only lasted three minutes.”
 
“Pffft-, I’m surprised they lasted even that long. Hell I was able to kick some church ass without magic.”
 
“Yeah the time those assassins sliced your cheek was the only time I ever really saw Lilith get pissed. Slicing those bastards apart was oddly satisfying.”
 
“Did they at least treat my daughters well?”
 
“They struggled a bit, but after a bit of persuasion from Lilith and Lily they finally decided to give in and become monsters so that they could live forever with their father. After they were turned into monsters Lilith and Lily took it to themselves to raise them in your place seeing how you turned into a POPsicle.”
 
““BWAHAHAhahahahahaaaa.......””
 
““......................................................................................................“”
 
“Oh god kill me.”
“Why did I even laugh at that.”
 
“Anyways about turning me into an incubus......”
 
“Oh yeah,” said Astarte, “Well turning into an incubus does involves you getting rid of your humanity, but there are a lot of perks that comes with it. You can fly, shoot lasers out of your eyes, and the spell will turn into an ultra sexy version of you.”
 
“You implying I’m not already ultra sexy?”
 
“Also you will live as long as a monster.”
 
“Well so how do we do this?”
 
“By fucking.”
 
“Ah yes, of course.
 
...................................................
 
 Wait what?”
 
“Well the best way to transfer enough demonic energy to turn a man into and incubus is through sexual intercourse. And also that sensitivity spell Lilith casted on me still hasn’t worn off yet. I’m nearing orgasm just by holding your hand.”
 
“So do you want to kiss first?”
 
“Oh God Yes.”
 
Pushing me down with her two furry paws Astarte climbed over me before pressing her lips onto mine. With her poofy goat tail swishing happily back and forth I wrapped my hands around my back as we lovingly tasted each others mouths. We spiraled around our tongues enjoying each others taste and mixing our spit into a sweet nectar shared between lovers. Our slow waltz in each others mouths finally concluded as I bit down on her tongue and pulled gently with my teeth. Gasping for air Astarte fell down onto my chest with a loving smile.
 
Wrapping an arm over the naked Baphomet lying on my chest I then stood up holding her in a princess carry. Then with a few quick strides I walked over to the bed in the center of the room and gently placed Astarte right in the middle. Blushing furiously Astarte covered her face with her paws.
 
“T-this is the first time I’ve ever been nervous about sex.....”
 
“I’ll try to be gentle...”
 
“You playboy.”
 
Blushing, Astarte kicked out at me with one of her tiny hooves but I swiftly caught her leg. Reaching for the other I then slowly spread her legs apart to reveal her tiny hairless slit. It was already dripping wet with love fluids that slowly oozed from her honey pot staining the silken sheets. Slowly sticking my face closely to her pussy, I stared hotly at her crevice before giving it a slow lick. I gently ran my tongue up and down lapping up the sweet nectar that ran down as Astarte tried to stifle her moans by biting down on the sheets. Then with two fingers I gripped her clitorus and rolled it back and forth. Then finally, to finish her off I took her tiny bead into my mouth and gently bit down on it. Astarte let out a muffled scream as she climaxed, body twitching and back arching up into the air.
 
“I think you are ready now...”
 
“I Was Already Ready You Dumbass!”
 
“Yeah I just wanted an opportunity to perform cunninglingus on you.”
 
“dumbass.....”
 
Like that the two of us stared at each other for a bit wondering what to do next. After thinking for a few moments I finally decided to voice my inner most desire.
 
“Want to do it in missionary?”
 
“What? n-NO!”
 
“Why not?”
 
“It’s embarrassing! You’ll be able to see my face when I cum!”
 
“Oh that’s what I intend to do to do.”
 
Then with a grin I properly positioned my prick in front of Astarte’s soaking wet crevice before plunging in. Moaning hotly Astarte stared up at my face with a dazed look in her eyes as I slowly penetrated her tiny, narrow, childish snatch. Wrapping both hands around her two soft paws the two of us held hands and stared passionately at each other for a few moments before I began slowly moving my hips.
 
“NNNnnnnnnnnn!!!!
 
 AAA-a~ ~ ~!aaAAAAaAa!”
 
“Did you just cum?”
 
“N-n-no.....”
 
“..................................”
 
“Okay yes.”
 
 Unfortunately for the two of us, Lilith’s sensitivity spell was a bit too effective. Even with a few thrusts of my hips Astarte would reach a light orgasm. In the end we just decided to stay connected. For about two hours we kissed, licked, and rubbed against each other. Our entire bodies were covered in a hot layer of sweat and passion. Every time we touched our bodies together a wet sticky sound reverberated around the room and Astarte's sweet moans would tickle my ears.
 
“Is this painful for you,” mumbled Astarte as she squeezed my hand resting in her paw.
 
“It’s fine,” I smiled, “holding you is quite nice.”
 
To be completely honest I was not all right. Holding onto a tiny quivering little Baphomet as she blushes and swishes her tail is bound to drive a man insane. Her underdeveloped breasts squished against my pectorals everytime she begged me to hug and squeeze her tightly. Her hot moans and sighs were like a cursed score of music commanding me to ravage her entire body. But only her wet loving eyes were preventing me from going completely crazy. Okay never mind those eyes filled with pure love and adoration are driving me crazy too.
 
“It’s okay,” smiled Astarte as she stroked my cheek, “ravage me.....♥”
 
Now that was a bit too much for a healthy red blooded male like me too handle. Gripping Astarte by the hips, I clenched down tight as I rapidly thrusted into her underdeveloped vice. I continually pistoned my hips back and forth, mashing the tip of my phallus onto the entrance of Astarte’s welcoming womb with her pussy sloppily caressing and kissing me. I wrapped both arms tightly around her small body thrusting my tongue into her mouth. The more I thrusted, the more my sanity slipped from my mind. A dark voice began crawling out from my heart, a deprived cry commanding me to drive the trembling girl in my arms to insanity with me. Finally succumbing the the beast inside, I bit down into her shoulder. In distress and in pain, Astarte widely clawed deep scratches into my back as we went at each other without any restraint.
 
Growling like a demon I angrily pushed her down on all fours and continued my violent assault. Mewling weakly, Astarte moaned and panted as I continued to gouge nectar out of her honey pot. Then in a fit of burning passion I grabbed onto Astarte’s two goat horns and forced her body up. Her face was in a slovenly state, drool and tears coursed down her face as her eyes were glazed over. She mumbled incoherently as I smashed what little remnants of sanity left in the both of us out with thrust after thrust.
 
Finally with a beastial roar, I released a torrent of hot white fluids straight into Astarte’s thirsting womb. Astarte’s eyes rolled back into her head as she let out an inaudible scream and violently jerked and shuddered after orgasm after orgasm. With all of my strength leaving me, my grip on Astarte’s horns loosened as the two of us collapsed onto the soft silken bed and into a deep slumber.
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“My My.... What a picturesque scene of a family! I almost don’t want to wake you.”
 
A gentle bell like voice sounded above me waking me from my slumber. A woman was gently stroking my face with a kind soft hand and there was a pair of breasts squished against my back. After squeezing my eyes open I saw the gentle face of Lily giggling at me.
 
“Good morning Mistress Lilith, Master Edwards, Astarte, Mistress Mary, Mistress Susan, and Mistress Claire.”
 
“Lily,” I mumbled, “is everyone in my bed?”
 
“Yes they are.”
 
“MMmmmmmm,” mumbled Lilith sleepily as she rubbed her breasts over my back, “Eddie I love you......”
 
“Fuck you,” murmured Astarte, “I love him three times more.”
 
“Yeah well I’m his number one wife!”
 
“And I’m his number one mistress!”
 
“I guess then I will have to settle as his number one maid,” smiled Lily as she lit up a few candles.
 
“yay~ cuddles,” mumbled Mary as she rubbed her cheek against my chest.
 
Covered in the bodies of my lovers and my daughters I rubbed the horns growing out of my head and decided to plan out how to tackle the day. Been a few months after I lost humanity and turned into an incubus. Life hadn’t changed too much since after my transformation, I don’t preach anymore but I still continue to teach. Lately I’ve constructing a university for a monster girl city that Lilith built. It was built in the world that her family had recently conquered on some old town once called Taft Heights. No one really knew what they were going to call the city so its temporary name was just Monstergirl City.
 
Currently the most pressing task for me was finding teachers for my new university. Lily has volunteered to work as the professor of Maidology while Mary has decided to work as my Dean of the School of Magic. Astarte had managed to secure a place as my secretary much to the frustration of my daughters. Every day brings about new challenges to tackle with the people I love by my side. And if you ask if am I feeling happy, the answer would be, “of course”.