Future Interlude Pt. 7

A/N: This is where this story ends at this time.

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Daphne trails off, seeming at a loss for words. Or perhaps she second guessed herself and decided not to finish that statement, given where it was clearly headed. All the same, it won't save her. So far, Harry has been moving pretty quickly. He's not yet devoted the true length of time that would be needed to fully screw the monster girls he's fucked right and proper. Otherwise, that lovely sphinx would already be bred, tamed, and wearing his collar like the cowgirl. And that griffin? Addicted to, drunk on, and begging for his cum on her hands and knees until he fathered strong children on her.

But the dragon princess, with her attempts at arrogance, even as she stares at his hard member, licking her lips subconsciously… she's earned the full barbarian experience. Reaching out, Harry grabs hold of Daphne by the leg and pulls her off the rock without an ounce more of ceremony.

"B-Brute! A-Ape! Beast! Ooooh~"

Harry's hands slide down Daphne's back as he lifts her in the water. Her legs instinctively wrap around his waist, and her arms move around his neck as he lowers his mouth to her titties, presented before him as they are. Dragon milk is a delicacy better than the best ale, as Harry quickly discovers. Whatever magic has been worked on Daphne's breasts, the white fluid lactating from her teats is absolutely delicious, and he's happy to swallow it down, gulp after gulp.

"Oooh, you brutish barbarian s-scum! D-Don't do that, stop it! Don't suck like that! A-And don't you dare bite down! Ah, you did it! D-Damn you! You're not… n-not going to get away with this! I w-won't be some kind of conquered dragon-wife, b-begging for you to drink from my breasts! N-No! I don't w-want it, I s-swear I d-don't! Why are you stopping?!"

Harry finally pulls away, even as he takes her constant stream of words to heart, sucking and licking and biting down on her nipples as he drinks from her. But now, now he wants more. Spinning Daphne around, he pushes the dragon princess up against the rock. She instinctively grinds her ass back against him, all while further denials slip from betwixt her lips. She's twerking against his cock, undulating along his length as she hot dogs it between her massive buttocks, even as she tells him she wants no part of this.

Chuckling darkly, Harry decides then and there that simply taking her from behind to start with isn't on. Instead, his hands slide down off of her bouncing ass and in between her legs. Getting a right and proper grip, Harry suddenly lifts up, and Daphne's lower half comes out of the water as he holds her aloft, basically presenting her to the empty treasure-filled cave. But more than that… he's holding her just above her doom.

Daphne realizes this when she looks down and sees Harry's massive member sticking straight up between her legs. A little further, and she'll be right atop his cockhead, ready to be impaled. Even then, Daphne does her best to remain in character.

"N-No… d-don't you dare! You can't… you wouldn't dare mate with me! I am a dragon princess! I am the queen of t-these lands! This is my domain, and y-you're nothing more than a human a-and… and… oooooooh!!!!"

As Harry slowly lowers her down onto his huge pecker, his massive cockhead slowly spreading her tight little pussy wide open, Daphne finally gives in. That's not to say she breaks character or anything like that. No, it'd be more appropriate to say Daphne the dragon princess gives in. Her eyes roll back in her head and she lets out a full body shudder as inch after inch of Harry's member slides up inside of her.

She's speechless, but that's just fine with Harry. While listening to her trying to be arrogant while he manhandled her into position was nice, now is the time for her to be a good little slut and break for him. With that in mind and a massive grin spread across his face, Harry begins to bounce Daphne up and down on his cock.

The dragon princess climaxes immediately, and she does so repeatedly as well, even as a wild hair has Harry slowly making his way out of the hot spring pool. He carries the dragon girl on his dick all the way through her treasure-filled cave and out onto the cliff that it's set into. Looking out upon all of the 'lands' before them, Harry leans in to Daphne's ear as he fucks her and bounces her again and again on his cock.

"Is this your kingdom, dragon slut? They're watching you. They're all seeing you lose to barbarian cock. Perhaps I'll be king from now on."

Daphne moans pathetically, shaking her head in denial… but that's all the dragon princess can truly muster in response, especially with Harry's cockhead now ramming against her cervix, slowly but surely making headway into her womb itself. Even now, several inches of his member stick out of her. Even at the entrance to her womb, Harry is not fully sheathed inside of the dragon girl.

He's not going to stop until he is. And Daphne knows that, even as she climaxes again and again around his prick, making it easier and easier for him to fill her with his man meat. In the end, he breaks through and enters her womb, and that's the moment the dragon princess truly breaks.

"Y-YESSSSS!!! YES, YOU BARBARIAN BASTARD! FILL ME, FILL ME WITH YOUR GLORIOUS COCK! TAKE ME, BREAK ME, WRECK MEEEEEE!!! I WANT IT, DAMN YOU! I WANT IT SO BADLY! YOU'VE DEFEATED ME! I'M POWERLESS BEFORE YOU NOW! YESSSSSS!!!"

Let it not be said that Daphne doesn't have a set of lungs on her. Harry refrains from snorting in amusement, and he buries his face in her hair to hide his chuckles, even as he gives her exactly what she asks for. Gone of the haughty dragon princess. In that instant, she's been replaced by a conquered, bound, dragon-wife.

Not that that means Harry stops. He's far from done with her, and what follows is certainly enough to break and wreck Daphne the dragon girl. Eventually, he takes her back inside the cave, and back to the hot spring. There, he stands her up and fucks her over the water's surface, allowing her to watch as her proud features and body contort and twist into something that craves being conquered by human cocks.

He spanks her thick, bouncy ass, telling her all about how he loves her junk in the trunk, how she has so much more than regular human girls, and he loves that about her. He also fucks her atop her throne, because of course a dragon princess, a self-proclaimed queen of all she surveys has a throne atop a mountain of treasure.

They destroy the throne, an extravagant golden chair with red cushions that ends up warped by their fucking, the cushions torn to shreds by Daphne's claws. In the end, when Harry finally finds himself growing close to climax, he pushes Daphne face down atop her own treasure and pounds into her above, even as he holds her by her hair and leans in close.

"I've already got a pretty little sphinx who wants to be my wife. But I bet you want to be my wife to, don't you, slut? That's okay. She can be my sphinx-wife, you'll be my dragon-wife. The two of you can take turns being the good girl and the lewd whore, alright?"

Daphne just moans in the affirmative, far past the point of being able to articulate herself in any way Harry can understand. With a growl, Harry finally busts his nut, his seed pouring into Daphne's unprotected womb as he makes the conquered dragon girl's belly swell with cum. When he's done and finally pulls out of her, Daphne just twitches, and a quick look at her fucked silly face tells him she's all but passed out.

With a snort, Harry lays down and pulls Daphne back atop him. He stuffs her cum-filled quim back up with his prick so that not a lot of it leaks out, and then he relaxes atop the treasure pile, a triumphant smile on his face. Bout time he took a nap. He's had a long day of conquest and debauchery so far, hasn't he?

It's a little while later when he eventually wakes up. Harry doesn't bother using magic to check the time, but he knows it's been long enough for Daphne to recover, because the reason he wakes up is that he's being given a world-class blowjob-titjob combo by the conquered dragon-wife as she slurps at his cockhead and slides her breasts up and down his dick, massaging and pampering his member.

As soon as Daphne realizes he's awake, she slides her mouth off of his cockhead with a pop, blushing mightily as she finds herself unable to resist licking at it for a moment before finally speaking.

"N-Now that you've m-mated me, you better… you better take responsibility! S-So um… f-feel free to stretch my jaw and throat with your big f-fat dick! D-Drain your huge balls of that thick, t-tasty cum so that I'll be sated. H-Honestly, you should be pleased that I've deigned to allow myself to be mated by a rough, brutish barbarian man l-like you."

Harry chuckles and gives her what she's all but asked for.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Daphne chokes on his dick quite happily, until finally he cums and fills her esophagus with his seed. She swallows down every last drop before pulling back, panting heavily as she still continues to worship his member with her hands, tits, and tongue. Harry allows this to go on for quite a while, maybe because he's just a little biased in Daphne's favor… but ultimately, he DOES know that there's more to this than her. She's not the final boss, so to speak.

Eventually, Harry grabs a fistful of Daphne's hair and drags her head back. She grimaces, slightly breaking character, her eyes showing she knows exactly what he wants as he stares her down.

"L-Look… sure, I left my old mountain home because of a pair of silly, squabbling spirits, but they were just annoying me. I don't need you to stop them or anything, I c-could have done that myself. I like it better here, in my treasure-cave~ Why don't you just stay here with me, hm?"

Harry gives Daphne a look, and she eventually caves with a low sigh, before pulling away from his crotch. Standing up, Harry puts his loincloth back on, even as he looks down at the blushing dragon princess he's just conquered and turned into his new dragon-wife.

"R-Right… f-fine. Just keep taking the cliff outside of my cave, and you'll eventually run into it. But… but you better return! And when you do, I expect more than just a few measly hours of mating! After all, even if you are nothing more than a weak human, you better take responsibility for what you've done today! Y-You brute!"

Chuckling darkly, Harry just shakes his head in amusement and heads out. Daphne was fun. That was for sure. But this game isn't over just yet. Honestly, he has no idea how much longer it's meant to go. There's a lot of women who might be playing.

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About an hour of traveling along the cliff face later, Harry arrives at what has to be his next destination. The mountain shrine he finds himself staring at is spooky for all of one second, a cold wind blowing through it, before it suddenly becomes warm and sunny. Blinking dumbly, Harry watches with a raised brow as the weather at the shrine changes another ten times in half as many minutes.

Daphne HAD mentioned spirits… so he could guess at just what was waiting for him inside. Grinning a bit, Harry steps past the shrine's entryway, and makes his way into the courtyard fearlessly. He's still weaponless, but then, so long as he has his dick, is he ever truly without a weapon with which to break a belligerent monster girl?

The weather changes abruptly cease as Harry practically stomps through the shrine, drawing the attention of both it's inhabitants. A moment later, and the two 'spirits' are standing before him, both eyeing him up and down with differing smiles on their faces. Harry in turn studies both of them… and he does not find them wanting.

Katie Bell is very clearly meant to be a nine-tailed kitsune, with how her blonde tails swirl about behind her. She's svelte and lithe as she flaunts what little she does have in his direction, her kimono doing very little to cover up her flesh, despite her slender status. She's nowhere near as voluptuous or bodacious as the others before her, but that's perfectly fine by Harry. He's not the kind of guy who has just one type… oh no.

And to that end… Harry's eyes drift over to who can only be Cho. The Chinese witch is now playing at being a Yuki-Onna, and though she's not quite as obvious about her attraction as Katie is, she's still gazing at him with undeniable lust, even as she stands beside the kitsune. With her blue skin and her own lithe form, the dark-haired 'spirit' is hidden beneath a far more modest kimono, though it does give hints to the delicious body that hides beneath it.

"Hero! I'm so glad you finally arrived!"

Katie practically dances over to Harry's side, latching onto his left arm as she wraps her meager chest around it. Cho though, not one to be out done, is quick to join her on his right, also wrapping herself around him and sculpting her gorgeous body to his side. Harry realizes belatedly that Cho isn't speaking, and probably isn't GOING to speak… though she proves to be quite expressive with nothing more than her face as she looks at him imploringly.

"Don't let her puppy dog eyes fool you, hero! This damn bitch is a conniving one! We've been fighting for what feels like an eternity!"

Harry lifts a brow and turns his attention to the more talkative one of the pair, at least momentarily.

"About what?"

Katie blinks and then gives him a vulpine smile.

"About what, he says! Hah! Isn't it obvious? I want the shrine to be a sunny, welcoming place, so I can play tricks on humans passing through all day long! Meanwhile, SHE wants the shrine to be cold and windy, so that humans don't spend so much time here! Can't you see the impasse we're at! Won't you help us break this stalemate, brave hero?!"

Harry lifts his other brow as he looks between the two 'spirits'. Honestly, it feels like he's been lifting his eyebrows a LOT today. But then, to be fair, his girls had been doing a spectacular job so far. This whole adventure was just… absurdly fantastic. And now it was very clearly up to him to break up the argument between Katie and Cho. Their soft tits, smaller than the others but no less delectable, press into his sides as they both give him big, puppy dog eyes, begging for his help.

Katie is the only one who actually vocalizes it in an unending 'pweeeeease' but Cho might as well be saying something similar, with just how expressive the silent Yuki-Onna was managing to be with her face. All in all, it was clear that Harry had his work cut out for him. But that was A-Okay with the 'barbarian hero'. He was happy to… help.

A slow, wide grin spreads across Harry's face as he slides his arms around Katie and Cho's waists. This? This was going to be fun.

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