Suikoden III - Fertile Soil

Suikoden III - Fertile Soil

By Golden Dragon

Commissioned by Jace

Chapter One

Barts pushed the rake into the soft loam, steadily preparing it for a new crop. He enjoyed the warmth of the sun’s rays shining down upon him as they fed his plants life. He could almost feel the rays soaking into his skin and sustaining him as well. He glanced over at his lines of tomatoes and shot them a grin, “How’s if feel, ladies? Pretty nice, huh? My you’ve all gotten so voluptuous…”

He knew people looked at him funny sometimes when they overheard him talking to his vegetables but they just didn’t understand. To really get plants to grow you had to shower them with your love, you had to cajole and complement them to get them to reach their full potential. And it wasn’t like anyone could argue with his results. He was the best farmer in Zexen and the Grasslands after all.

Barts paused and leaned on his rake, both of his hands clutching its top against his chest as he looked around taking in all of the various plants growing around him. These fields had been neglected when he’d first arrived at Budehuc but their potential had been undeniable. He’d taken one look and known he had to bring them to life once more. It was a consolation for the damage his fields had taken back in Iksay. The castle seemed like a safe place to focus on his passion while these battles were going on. As soon as the war was over he planned to return to his village but he could already tell it was going to be difficult to tear himself away from these lovely fields.

Staring at his tomatoes, he felt his pants tighten a bit as his member fattened some. Yea, it had been a week or so since he’d gotten some relief, hadn’t it? He couldn’t help but get aroused by a well tended garden full of vibrantly growing veges. It was a natural response. The fertility of these fields and plants were indisputable and it had an effect on people too. Not all were as in tune with the plants as he was but everyone felt it.

He wondered if he should prepare the ground for his broccoli plants with his special fertilizer. It wasn’t something that had ever occurred to him back in Iksay and he wasn’t sure why as it seemed so obvious now. It was surprising that the beautiful rune mistress had actually known something about gardening that he did not but he wasn’t one to let his pride get in the way of his plants’ welfare.

Barts had enjoyed the look of awe and arousal upon Jeane’s face when she’d seen his cock. That was one of his favorite non-vegetable related things. A man’s penis and testicles were a sure sign of his fertility much like a woman’s breasts and hips were hers. It was always good to see a woman respond so naturally to his impressive fecundity. Back in Iksay, his abundant genitals had been common knowledge as well as his reproductive prowess. Couples who had problems conceiving could always turn to him for sure success and more than a few ladies who were impatient for the miracle to occur on nature’s schedule knew Barts would generally knock them up in one go.

Jeane had been no exception to the rule but she had been… exceptional. Sex with the astonishingly beautiful and sexy woman had been beyond anything he’d ever experienced. She’d practically been ravenous for him and her passion seemed to never abate. The things that she could do with that body… She still haunted his dreams.

She’d bestowed the idea for his new ‘fertilizer’ upon him while they’d been lying together among his tomatoes basking in the afterglow of their seventh round of exhausting passionate lovemaking. Underneath his tomatoes, he couldn’t help but whisper a few encouraging words their way and Jeane had giggled and said, “Oooh! Sweet nothings to his plants! Never have I encountered that fetish….oooh! That gets me so hot! Show me! Show me your passion!”

He hadn’t been sure what to make of her request but as she plunged her fingers into her soaked pussy and an odd pink symbol briefly shown upon her forehead, he’d felt an overwhelming urge. His entirely spent member suddenly exploded to life and he grabbed it with both hands, jerking violently as he thrust himself up to his knees. The idea burst into being in his mind this idea of giving his own essence, his semen, his life to his plants in the most direct way possible. Of course! His ever fertile semen would spur his plants to ever greater heights of growth and health, just as the babies who’d been the fruit of his loins had been extremely healthy and larger than normal, not to mention more bountiful as twins and triplets were actually more common than singles, much to the farming families of Iksay’s delight.

Barts had moaned as pleasure coursed through his system and he soon felt Jeane’s breasts pressed against his slender back and her hands cupping his balls, a strange tingling filling them as she did so. She whispered, “Let me reward you…”

Outside his reverie, still standing amongst his plants, Barts slipped one hand into his pants and took one of his prodigious testicles in hand. He’d always been big there but now thanks to Jeane’s odd magic he was just a hair short of extreme. He didn’t mind though despite having to move a bit awkwardly sometimes. Testicles even more so than the shaft were where a man’s true fertility was and now Barts felt like he had two big tomatoes of his own down there. Plus now he produced truly amazing amounts of cum, which was a help given how much of his special ‘fertilizer’ his fields demanded.

A soft voice asked, “Um… excuse me? Am I interrupting something? I could come back later. I just wanted to get some tomatoes.”

Barts froze and opened his eyes, his face flushing. Standing on the dirt path between his tomato field and his yams was a pretty woman with brown hair holding a large basket. She had soft kind features and her hair fell in two long bangs that framed her face rather cutely he decided. Her clothing wasn’t provocative but it did fit well, hugging her form and Barts couldn’t help but appreciate how her waist tapered and then flared wildly for an incredible set of child bearing hips that screamed how ready she was for some stud to put a bun in her oven. Barts couldn’t help but want to be that stud.

Finally he realized he was standing there with one hand in his pants clutching his sack. Deciding that retrieving the arm would only draw attention to it he decided to go for non-challance, “Oh no not at all. I’m here to serve the castle’s vegetable needs. I’m Barts and unfortunately I don’t have the pleasure of knowing your name.”

She was staring at his crotch and biting her lip a bit. Perhaps he wasn’t fooling anyone but she broke her gaze to look into his eyes, “Oh! I’m sorry! How rude of me! I’m Iku and I take care of the Mantors. Tomatoes are a favored treat for them, you see.”

He grinned, “Well, they have fine tastes then. And they’re pretty fortunate to have such a lovely lady taking care of them.” Barts was gratified that she had noticed his hand and wasn’t saying anything. In fact, he thought she seemed just as aroused as he was judging by the way she was clutching that basket against her loins.

Iku was having an odd and very arousing day. It had all started when she’d volunteered to take some tea up to Lady Chris’s room. The servant boy who had been given the task had looked so harried and put upon by the harsh mistress of the kitchen that her heart had gone out to him. She’d entered Lady Chris’s office to find the woman completely naked being pleasured by three of her knights, including Percival. Instantly, Iku had been transported back to that sunny day at the cove where many of her deepest fantasies had been realized.

She loved Franz with all of her heart but their sex life had been a little lacking. Besides the prudishness his teenage years spent in Harmonia learning to be a proper third class citizen had caused, his size had always been less filling than her toys. Her wide hips meant she really needed something long and thick to really get off. Her rather large rear meant some of her favorite positions were very difficult for Franz to perform. That was the reason she’d headed straight for Hugo on the day of the orgy once she’d convinced her boyfriend to relax. She’d heard the rumors floating around Budehuc about him including his nick name ‘Huge-o’. And he hadn’t disappointed. Besides the pleasure and fullness she’d felt with Hugo there’d been the added pleasure of her boyfriend’s presence right there the whole time, taking sort of a passive role while she got down to business with the Karayan stud. That day had only strengthened her bond with Franz as they learned that he got off on seeing her with well hung men too.

Iku sighed at the memory as she brought the tea set forward to set on a part of Lady Chris’s desk that wasn’t covered in sweating naked bodies. Lady Chris didn’t even notice she was so far gone to her pleasure as she moaned, screamed, squirmed, and gyrated between the three men. That was probably a good thing for Iku’s productivity today as the beautiful sexy woman would have assuredly bade Iku to join in. She wouldn’t have been able to resist, there was just something about Lady Chris… was it the charisma that made her the worshiped idol of the Zexen people or was it the force of her personality that let her lead armies unflinchingly in battle?

It was she who had been the driving force behind that orgy that day. Talking to the others, Iku learned Lady Chris had initiated the idea of bathing in the lake but the sexual festivities had started only after the Silver Maiden’s clothes came off. Lucia maintained that it had been the sight of Geddoe’s massive pussy pleaser that did it and Iku could sympathize as that had been what turned her on as she and Franz spied upon the group from afar. But it had been the sight of Lady Chris’s perfect body that captured her boyfriend’s attention and allowed Iku to persuade him so easily.

Standing here so close to the vision of loveliness, as she cried out in wild abandon Iku understood her boyfriend’s reaction perfectly. Here were three fit men with nice meaty cocks that while nowhere near as large as Hugo or Geddoe were certainly larger than Franz and that should have been what was moistening Iku’s pussy, instead it was Lady Chris who was filling fantasies in her mind. Iku hadn’t a sexual thought about a woman her whole life before that day but there was just something about her. Somehow this beautiful goddess had twisted and yanked Iku’s sexuality in her direction and it had been that that allowed her to accept Yumi’s attentions so simply that day. Imagining Yumi’s soft feminine features as Chris’s had been easy and had shot Iku’s arousal ever higher.

Right then in that office, Iku wanted nothing more than to crawl in and latch herself to Lady Chris’s large incredibly perfectly shaped breasts. But in the end her sense of duty won out. Her mantors really deserved a treat and she couldn’t rightly put her needs before there’s. As she retreated from the room, she secretly wished Lady Chris would notice her and call her back. But she didn’t and Iku stood outside her door for a few moments fighting the urge to thrust her hands into her pants.

And now here she was incredibly aroused in the presence of a very handsome young man with his hand down his pants. And the crotch of those pants looked to be very well filled! She didn’t want to draw attention to that fact because she knew where it would lead. With the state she was in, she wouldn’t be able to resist. It would be so hot! To be taken by a simple gardener! A well hung gardener! Franz would cum hard just from hearing about it!

She still remembered the time she’d confessed to fucking Geddoe back when the man’s mercenary unit came to Le Buque before Franz and she had agreed on an open relationship after that Sunny day. She’d found Geddoe behind a house receiving a blowjob from Aila, a young Karayan girl he’d only recently added to his force. Iku couldn’t control herself. Geddoe had the largest most beautiful cock she’d ever seen. Hesitantly, she’d stepped forward to get a closer look. He’d seen her and with one of those deep inscrutable looks of his waved a hand towards the girl’s bobbing head, Aila’s dark skin a bright contrast to Geddoe’s pale behemoth.

He knew! He knew without saying a word what she wanted. He knew without her saying a thing that he would get what he wanted. At that point, he’d already met Franz and her boyfriend was his adversary, working against him. He knew she was Franz’s girlfriend. He also knew she was going to suck his cock. And she did. Her friendship with the soda-loving girl starting right there as they shared him. Iku saw True Runes he fucked her so hard and well as Aila tongued her asshole and squeezed played with her asscheeks.

When she told Franz, she had been so scared he would hate her. But his brow didn’t darken with fury as she haltingly told the story. Instead he soothed her fear by pulling out his ferociously hard cock and stroking and then demanding more details. Iku loved him so much in that moment and fed his desires with growing passion. He had one of his strongest orgasms that night.

Runes! She loved Franz. He was the perfect man for her. And she the perfect woman for him. No one fit together better, whose desires and needs so perfectly complemented each other.

Now in the present, she giggled and looked away as Barts flirted with her, “Oh stop. My boyfriend, Franz, says the same thing but I don’t know…” She mentioned him as much to hopefully head off this encounter so she could actually manage all of her tasks today as to make the possible tryst all the hotter. Would this boy have the balls to dally with a committed woman?

The gardener wasn’t taken back and his hand remained firmly in his pants, “Ah then, he’s a lucky man. If I were him I wouldn’t let you out of my sight so enamored would I be with it.”

He was coming on pretty strong but she didn’t mind. There were so many beautiful women in the Castle that it was easy to feel plain. He also struck a small chord with her as Franz was away much more often than she’d like. Hmmm… he wasn’t daunted by her boyfriend and that notched up her arousal a bit higher. Her nipples were rubbing uncomfortably. Let’s see how he thinks he compares, “Well, duty calls. He’s a ferocious warrior, a Mantor rider. He soars through the skies. He’s fought dragons.” Iku gushed. Franz really was impressive in most ways.

Barts was tempted to just drag his member out and settle the question. That had certainly shut Estella up. He’d heard about the woman’s outrageous stories but he hadn’t really paid it any mind as he was sure a lot of people thought he was crazy for talking to his vegetables the way he did. But that was before she wandered into his field one day. From what he could discern from the talkative provocatively dressed pink haired mage was that Jeane had told her he was a member of some all male Karayan clan that she’d been searching for. As soon as she mentioned the sexy rune mistress, he pretty much stopped listening to her asinine stories and whipped it out. Speechless was a vast improvement and he’d spent the next couple of hours seeing to it that Estella couldn’t say any coherent words let alone stories.

But he didn’t really want to shut Iku up, this flirtation was fun, “I guess I can’t compete with a man like that. All I can promise is to be by her side every day as I toil in the field to support her and our whole passel of little ones. And spend my every night pleasuring her until she passes out into blissful slumber.”

“Do you do that often? Pleasure a woman until she passes out?” asked Iku her eyes wide, her breath catching a bit.

“Well, the fields demand a lot of my time. So I don’t spend much time in the castle socializing. But when a lady wanders down I do my best to show her my hospitality.” He responded easily while looking directly into her eyes.

The hint wasn’t lost on her that she was one such lass and she felt a little flutter in her navel as she looked into those confident eyes. She set down her basket and stepped closer before turning to look at his tomatoes, giving him an excellent view of the swell of her backside, “I see…and just who has partaken in your… hospitality if you don’t mind my idle… curiosity?”

“Not at all.” He replied as he stepped up next to her, withdrawing his hand from his pants as he did so, “Let’s see…Mamie, Kathy, Mio, Anne, and Chris to name a few. Here try one.” He snatched a particularly nice tomato and held it out to her to take.

Iku’s libido flared when she saw his package shift as he removed his hand, noting that there still seemed to be quite some mass there. She loved that he stepped so close his hip brushed hers and she could breathe in his manly scent. Hearing the names of his conquests moistened her loins (especially that last one!) and she felt her clit harden particularly as she imagined him adding one more notch for her. Iku didn’t miss that the hand holding the tomato out to her had only recently been fondling his member and she felt a delicious spike of naughtiness at the thought that spurred.

Barts’ eyes widened as the pretty woman bent down and took a big bite out of the tomato rather than take it from him. He watched her teeth sink in and a spray of juice shoot from the perfect vegetable, her succulent lips sucking at the bright red flesh. She tore a chunk out and leaned back a bit. A small moan of enjoyment escaped her mouth as she devoured the morsel.

It was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen and he couldn’t help himself. Placing a hand on her rear just where it jutted out of her slender back like a spongy shelf, he pressed in closer guiding the tomato to her lips once more, urging her to take another bite.

Iku’s eyes shot open from her focus on tasting and obliged him, her tongue sliding out to lick the vege before she took another tremendous juicy bite.

Barts groaned deep in his throat in response and his hand upon her lower back slipped down to take a firm handful of her soft fleshy ass. He couldn’t believe how generous she was back there.

Iku moaned louder and arched her back pressing her sensitive buttocks forcefully against his hand while her hands opened and closed in the space to her sides.

Barts couldn’t believe the sensuality and sexiness of this woman and he pressed in close to capture her lips and share her next bite. Iku was eager in response, her lips battling his and their tongues sliding around each other in a soup of warm saliva and tomato juice.

The farmer pressed in close, pulling her against his chest and dropping the tomato as he made out with her. His actions growing ever more confident as she responded in kind. On impulse, the hand upon her butt reached up and grasped the hem of her pants and with a quick jerk, pulled the material past the swell of her butt. As soon as it did so he dropped them and they quickly slipped down to catch around her lower thighs. He felt her moan into his mouth and squirm under his arms in arousal at his forceful action.

Iku was practically swooning in lust as she slid her tongue eagerly along his. She loved that he’d taken control with such confidence without a care for her boyfriend. The only thing that could make it better would be if Franz were here to see his girlfriend half stripped outside in the middle of a field making out with a gardener!

Both of his hands slid down to take full possession of her ass and she ground her loins into his bulge. Barts couldn’t believe how fleshy and full her buttocks was. He slid one hand into the rather deep cleavage of her ass, enjoying it immensely.

“No panties?” he asked as he pulled back, a bit surprised. She didn’t strike him as the type.

She nuzzled his neck as she replied, “Mmmm…I was told not to wear any.”

“Oh? My respect for Franz just went up a bit.”

She laughed all the while feeling a sexual thrill at his casual mention of her boyfriend, “Not my Franz. He wouldn’t dream of going without underwear and certainly wouldn’t tell me not to. No, this was the work of one Hugo. It seems that proper Grasslanders don’t wear undergarments and despite my protestations that Le Buque is a province of Harmonia, he would not be denied.”

He captured her chin with one hand and looked into her eyes with a smirk, “Neither will I.”

Before she could respond to his declaration, his other hand had snuck around and his strong fingers were suddenly massaging the face of her pussy, rubbing her clit and lips thoroughly. Iku’s body jerked downward in response and she collapsed against him, the side of her face upon his hard chest. She closed her eyes and moaned wantonly as two of his fingers worked themselves inside of her dripping cove and she grunted as his other hand grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed deliciously.

Time became immaterial for Iku as the farmer explored her sopping pussy with skill and determination even as his other hand grabbed and occasionally lightly slapped her ass. Sometimes she would press her lips to his but mostly she just leaned against him and lost herself to the pleasure he was giving her.

At some point she felt his hand leave her ass and the snaps of her lavender jacket come undone while his fingers still plunged into her depths she could make no move to stop or help him divest her of her clothing. Soon enough the ties at her shoulders were released and he was pulling the garment up along with her arms. She helped him as best she could but the hand at her pussy was dauntless and she could do little more than squirm. He was pulling the jacket off when he stopped, the top of her face and eyes still covered when his lips suddenly were on hers. She returned his kiss hungrily filled with passion at how helpless she suddenly was. In the hands of this strong confident man she’d had no choice but to go along and that had stoked the fires in her navel but now that feeling was even stronger as she stood here with her arms trapped above and her naked below as Barts did whatever he wanted to her.

Then suddenly the jacket was off and Barts broke the kiss to look at her once more with that self-assured way of his. His hand left her pussy and she made a sound of disappointment but he just shook his head as both of his hands played upon her hips, sliding up and bringing her green sweater with them. Barts stepped back a bit as her softly curved abdomen was revealed. One of his hands slipped to rub her stomach lightly and there was an odd look on his face.

Barts lifted her sweater up over her small pert breasts even as he continued to imagine Iku with a full pregnant stomach. He loved sex. Sex was life just like his farming. Certainly he enjoyed the physical pleasure of it but that was just extra. What really got his hormones throbbing was the idea of knocking a woman up, filling her with his seed and creating new life! He didn’t really like the use of contraceptive water runes, it seemed like it defeated the very purpose of sex!

He let his obsession go for the moment as he took in her tiny cute breasts. With her sweater bunched up just above them, he leaned down and pressed his lips to their soft curves even as his hand returned to take possession of her horny pussy. Barts actually preferred much larger pendulous breasts as they were a sure sign of a woman’s suitability to breed. His memory floated back to both Jeane’s and Chris’s magnificent bosoms, particularly the way they felt wrapped around his cock. Still, it wasn’t like Mother Nature didn’t have a solution for less chesty women, he thought as he felt his member rub against her thighs through his pants. Pregnant, Iku would no doubt have lovely breasts to match her hips and rear.

Barts sucked at the nipple of her right breast, flicking his tongue across it even as his lips worked at the soft flesh around it. One of her hands settled upon his upper back as his head turned and swayed at her breast as his mouth suckled her. She cooed at the sensations from her breast as well as the throbbing pleasure coursing from the fingers penetrating her depths, he was using three now.