Vaida's Harem

Priscilla

Warning:
Futanari (dickgirl)
Allusions to incest


The army marched slowly towards Pherae. It didn't really need to. Their job was done, the quest was over, the world was saved and everyone could go home and get on with their lives. A few already had. Dart had stayed behind on the Davros and a few others had just slipped away quietly for reasons of their own. But most didn't really want it all to be over just yet and so they loosely marched towards Pherae, presumably for one last celebration before it truly was all over.

Vaida marched with them. She wouldn't have it hadn't been for Isadora or Farina, but now that she was more or less attached to them she couldn't bring herself to just leave without saying anything. Not that she really got the chance to say anything to either of them. Isadora and Farina were spending quite a lot of time together, talking quietly to one another. Presumably they had both figured out that they had a certain blonde wyvern lord in common. The fact that neither of them seemed particularly interested in scratching anyone's eyes out was quietly encouraging to Vaida. Then again, they could also be plotting some kind of intricate revenge against. She doubted it, of course, because Isadora especially wasn't that kind of person. But they could.

It was on the second day away from the sea that Isadora and Farina rode up to her, Isadora to her right, Farina to her left.

Vaida nodded politely in greeting.

"We've been talking," said Farina.

"So I noticed," said Vaida.

"Seems like you have a thing for blue-haired women," said Farina.

"Not especially," Vaida responded.

"Farina tells me you were with her to help soothe her seasickness," said Isadora.

"True."

"But she also tells me she wants to remain with you even though we're no longer at sea."

"And you do as well, I take it," said Vaida.

"I... yes," Isadora said quietly.

"So we should probably make you choose between us," said Farina. "Of course, my sister always told me I lack a proper sense of morality and she's got so much love in her she could embrace the entire world. So we figured we could both have you."

"If you wanted us," Isadora added.

Vaida went quiet for a moment. She wasn't worried about whether or not having two lovers was 'proper'. She didn't care about that kind of thing. As long as everyone happy and willing it was 'proper' to her, whatever it was.

But she was being asked to commit and she wasn't sure she wanted to do that. What she wanted to do, what her plan had been all along, was to return to Biran and find some way to help Prince Zephiel. She realised it was a suicidal plan, but that had never bothered her before. In her mind, Zephiel was the true ruler of Biran and she had a duty towards her country even though her country had branded her as a traitor and oathbreaker already and wanted to put her to death.

However, Isadora was a Lycian and Farina an Ilian. Biran didn't concern them. And while they were probably willing to follow her into Biran, Vaida realised she couldn't do that to them. She had too much of a conscience for that. Besides, the Black Fang was gone, King Desmond's power was weakened and Vaida knew she wasn't alone in her belief that Zephiel was the future. The Prince was probably safe with or without her help.

But still...

To never see Biran again. Were Isadora and Farina really worth that much?

Vaida looked at both women and smiled her confident smirk.

"I don't know," she said. "Do we have a tent that's big enough for the three of us?"

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"So aren't you going to help us set up the tent?"

Vaida calmly sheathed her sword. "If you are willing to wait a few hours. I have to go stand watch."

"Oh," said Farina. "Well, fair enough. Gives Isadora and myself some time to get to know each other better."

"Have fun," Vaida remarked dryly and turned to leave.

"And if you see another pretty girl, don't hesitate to bring her along, OK?" said Farina.

"Farina, please," said Isadora.

"What? If we're going to be unusual, might as well go all the way."

"There's no need to be so crass about it," said Isadora.

"As long as you know where I stand."

"I'm taking my leave now," said Vaida.

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Vaida stared mindlessly into the middle distance. The army had halted near a road surrounded by wide open fields. Any band of brigands trying to sneak up on them would find it very hard to do so unnoticed. They likely weren't going to bother.

A mouse scampered into view, looked around for a bit and scurried off again. Vaida followed it with her eyes without actually seeming to be looking at anything in particular.

A few clouds passed in front of the sun, casting a brief shade.

Somewhere behind her, Serra yelled indignantly at someone. The grumbling reply wasn't as clearly understandable, but it was probably Erk's.

Time crept on.

Vaida was actually observing everything around her carefully, even though their wasn't much to observe. A lifetime of military service allowed her to do this while her mind wandered along quietly, confident that it would be able to snap back to the here and now if needed.

Possibly, Vaida was thinking about the here and now anyway. Isadora and Farina must have set up the tent ages ago. And now they might be getting to know each other better. Possibly, they did this by talking. But to imagine them talking wasn't nearly as interesting as the other scenarios her mind readily provided her.

The mental moans stopped when Vaida felt someone walking up to her from behind. Hand on the hilt of her sword, she half turned to see who was coming. Canas smiled nervously and adjusted his monocle.

"I'm to relieve you," he said.

Vaida nodded curtly and swept past him, back into the camp. It was mostly empty and quiet, or at least those bits of it that Vaida saw. Right now, she just wanted to get back to her tent and wasn't at all interested in running into a group of people who would heartily offer her a mug of something or the other and invite her to spend time with them. That meant that she eventually heard the sobbing. And in this deserted part of the camp, she was probably the only one.

It wasn't her problem. Whatever it was, it wasn't her problem. Yes, true, she was part of this army, but she wasn't in charge of it. The troubles of most of its members was not her concern. She could just walk on without feeling guilty.

Vaida walked to the lonely tent and pushed aside the flap. Kneeling on the ground was Priscilla, who looked up at her with large, tear-filled green eyes.

"Something wrong?" Vaida asked.

"N-no. Not really," Priscilla managed.

Vaida resisted the urge to sigh. "Want to talk about it?"

"It's... my brother."

"Did you recieve some bad news?" Vaida asked.

Priscilla shook her head. "No. He was part of our army as well. Oh, but, please, come in."

Vaida entered the tent and sat down in front of the young aristocrat. She vaguely wondered who Priscilla's brother could...

Wait...

"Raven? Raven is your brother?"

"Yes," said Priscilla. "I know it may be difficult to believe since he is but a mercenary now, but he was a noble once."

Vaida tried to fit her mental picture of Raven with that of a noble. Well... he certainly had the arrogance. And, for some reason, Vaida found that she couldn't quite recall Raven without the image of Priscilla lurking somewhere in the background like his shadow. A certain knowledge stole over her.

"Has he done something wrong?" Vaida asked.

"No, of course not," said Priscilla. "He just... left. And he... he didn't say goodbye to me."

"I'm sorry," said Vaida, mostly because she suspected that was the right thing to say right now and not because she felt genuinely sorry about anything.

"I'm sure he had his reasons," Priscilla said. "But..."

"Yes?"

"I know he wasn't going to marry me. But I would have liked it to perform my wifely duties for him just once."

'Wifely duties'. That could mean things like darning socks or cooking dinner. Of course, Priscilla was an aristocrat, so her 'wifely duty' would more likely be 'continuing the bloodline'.

"I see," said Vaida.

"I..." Priscilla glanced at Vaida. There was a definite glint in her innocent eyes. "If I may be so bold, may I... can I ask you to... take his place?"

"I am not him," said Vaida. "And I certainly lack what you require."

"That will not be a problem," said Priscilla. "Please? Most likely I am to be wed to a stranger. So before that I would at least like to be with someone I know."

Vaida found Priscilla green eyes looking at her with all the endearing qualities of an adorable little puppy. One that only the most soulless of people would be able to kick.

"Very well then."

"Thank you," Priscilla breathed. "If you would... I mean... your armour."

Vaida stood up and began undoing her armour and taking off her clothes while Priscilla looked through her things and produced a staff.

"What are you planning to do with that?" Vaida asked.

"For the sake of... I'll be making a few alterations to your body. Harmless, painless and strictly temporary, I assure you."

"Fine," said Vaida.

Priscilla moved closer to Vaida. Her eyes seemed drawn to the scar on her leg and as she followed it upwards across her hip and towards her navel, Vaida could practically see the words forming in the girl's mind.

"Uhm... I could easily-"

"No."

"But-"

"No."

"Uhm... alright."

Priscilla closed her eyes. The knob on the end of her staff glowed blue as she began chanting sounds that were presumably words. There was a brief flash of blueish-white light.

"What did that do?" Vaida asked.

Her question was answered immediately.

"You changed my voice?"

"Yes," said Priscilla. "You now sound like... him. Just for a while."

"Hmm," said Vaida. "I'll take your word for it."

"The next change will be a bit more... pronounced."

"I had a feeling it would."

Priscilla closed her eyes again and began chanting. Vaida could feel herself change. She looked then and then immediately looked up again. A person should not see her own body flowing like that. She only dared look down again when Priscilla's chant had ended. Her vagina was gone, replaced by a penis and a set of balls.

"Just like your brother's?" Vaida said.

"I... wouldn't know."

Priscilla stepped closer and Vaida noticed how intently she kept looking at her new member. It probably sense in some way. It was the only truly male part of her body right now, after all. Presumably, if she kept looking at it long enough she would be able to convince herself that she really was Raven.

Priscilla kneeled in front of Vaida brushed the underside of her cock. Vaida shivered at feelings both familiar and new. Clearly the thing was functioning adequately.

Priscilla stroked Vaida's cock softly and slowly, teasing it erect. Vaida felt her blood rushing into it, making it hot and hard. She breathed out slowly while the red-haired girl's slender fingers kept moving gently and insistently up and down her hardening shaft.

When Priscilla apparently deemed her erect enough, she leaned in, her tongue poking out of her mouth. Vaida groaned when the girl licked her shaft almost all the way up, stopping just short of her engorged head. Then she planted a kiss on the top of Vaida's dick, circling it with her tongue.

"Does this please you, my Lord Brother?" Priscilla apparently asked Vaida's cock.

'Lord Brother'. Vaida decided not to comment on that. Not just yet anyway.

"Yes," Vaida breathed. She put her hand on Priscilla's head and grasped her hair. "So if you would."

Priscilla's lips closed around Vaida's cock and with a moan her head travelled down the shaft. Vaida groaned and thrust her hips out when she felt herself going into the girl's warm mouth. The pleasure that stabbed through her body was... different... but no less enjoyable.

Her fingers wrapped around the base of her cock, Priscilla's head bobbed up and down rhythmically as she sucked her, her tongue darting around her shaft. Although Vaida realised she was no expert at all in these matters, she suspected Priscilla had no experience either and clumsily did what she thought she should do. The former general felt the urge to just keep the girl's head steady and thrust her cock down her throat, but she pushed it down. Priscilla wanted to suck her cock (or perhaps more accurately, Raven's cock) and she wasn't going to spoil that.

Besides, Priscilla's sloppy moving and licking and sucking were having an effect. Vaida could feel the pleasure build at the base of her cock, ready to burst throughout her body and, presumably, into Priscilla's mouth. She wasn't sure the red-haired girls realised this, but her lips did start moving up and down her shaft faster and faster.

"I'm... it's..."

Vaida groaned as she came, the pleasure bursting from her groin flowering through her body. She could feel her cock shuddering and twitching in Priscilla's mouth as the girl tried to drink her seed. When she coughed, Vaida's cock sprang free from her mouth and a few more strands of her semen landed on her nose and cheek.

With a look of immense contentment, Priscilla turned around and lowered herself until she was on both hands and knees, her behind raised invitingly. Vaida's cock, still wet and sticky with saliva and semen, twitched hotly.

"Please, my Lord Brother," Priscilla said softly. "Claim me as your wife."

Vaida was quiet for a moment, ignoring the heated urges of her body. Then she kneeled behind Priscilla, reached underneath her short skirt and pulled down her panties. She wasn't surprised to find her eagerly wet. Priscilla shivered with delight when Vaida pressed the tip of her cock against her slit. The former general leaned over Priscilla's body until her mouth was near her ear.

"I don't claim people," Vaida whispered.

"I offer myself to you freely, my Lord Brother," Priscilla said. Her eyes were closed.

"And I am willing to have you," Vaida whispered, pushing ever so slightly into Priscilla, making the girl moan. "But I don't claim."

"Have me," Priscilla breathed. "Please, my Lord Brother."

"If you insist." Vaida lowered her voice until it was almost nothing but a barely audible sigh of wind. "But I am not your brother."

"Dame Vaida," Priscilla moaned. "Please..."

Quietly, and totally unheeded, Priscilla's staff briefly glowed blue.

Vaida kissed Priscilla's cheek.

"As you wish," she said and found that her voice was her own again.

Vaida leaned back and, putting her hands on Priscilla's hip, pressed forward. She groaned a little as her tightness envelloped her cock. Fortunately, Priscilla was so wet, she could enter her easily. To the sound of Priscilla expectant and increasingly aroused breathing, Vaida eased more and more of her into her until she was all the way inside of her. Vaida had never experienced a pussy in this way before and found that terms like 'hot', 'tight' and 'wet' really meant something. It certainly went some way towards explaining why men were always so eager.

Vaida began easing out of Priscilla, while using her hands to kind of guide Priscilla forward, until her dick fell out of her again, covered in a third coat of fluids. She slid into Priscilla again, easier this time, and a bit quicker. Priscilla moaned as Vaida's cock disappeared into her.

When she fully inside of her again, Vaida began thrusting, slowly and experimentally. Priscilla reacted instantly and enthusiastically, moving her body hard against Vaida's in a way that was far more eager and far less careful. Vaida smirked and began thrusting harder and more confidentally. Priscilla shrieked with delight and moved to match the rhythm of Vaida's thrust.

Before long it was impossible to tell who was fucking who as Vaida plunged into Priscilla and Priscilla eagerly slammed herself against Vaida. Priscilla moaned loudly and incoherently. There were a few snatches of words here and there that might have been 'yes' or 'Vaida', but lust flooded through Priscilla's body, drowning her vocal cords every time. Vaida herself could feel her own orgasmic pressure building again and with every thrust she was amazed that her twitching cock didn't fill the girl with her semen.

Priscilla screamed, her pussy suddenly squeezing Vaida's cock hard. She arched up into a kneeling position so that her back came to rest against Vaida's bare breasts. Vaida groaned when Priscilla's quivering orgasm stimulated her into another climactic explosion, sending her seed into the girl's womb. Priscilla moaned shudderingly while her pussy kept tightening and releasing Vaida's cock, as if trying to milk her cock to its fullest.

Vaida went limp and her cock left Priscilla's body. A thin line of their mingled juices briefly connected them. Vaida's dick shrank further and then, flowingly, her manhood became her womanhood once more. Slowly, some of Vaida's semen trickled out of Priscilla and down her thigh.

Priscilla turned to Vaida and kissed her, tired, but clearly grateful.

"Thank you."

Vaida managed to smile sincerely.

"I must admit, I... feel better about my future now."

"About that..." said Vaida. "I have a... proposition. It's unusual, I admit, but if you accept, I promise you, you'll never be amongst strangers again."