A Week and a Half Later Part 2

"Supreme Commander, Commander Jenkins, Logistics army. You called for someone from the western front, preferably from the enchanting division. Unfortunately, I cannot spare someone from the Enchantment division, so I am here to report!" Jenkins snapped to attention. He was one of my more successful failure cases and was working his ass off for the war effort. He was a Bunny-kin from one of the Elder's family and had already developed enough merits to lose the Failure status. 

"That is unfortunate," I replied as I continued finishing up what I was working on, "I need a report on the current supply situation and development of the trench fortress on the front," I replied, looking up from my paperwork.

"We are about two to three days from finishing Phase One; the Enchantment teams are working overtime and are right behind the digging crews. We have set up the basic retreat, advancement paths, and traps you had us include. However, we are running out of devices for those. We will not be able to start another massive trench work like the ones outside the city with the current specifications without more devices." He seriously told me, "The food supplies are abundant, and we have a week's worth of supplies and even multiple cafeterias along the fortress to feed the army as fast as possible. Our cooks and service members have been distributing rations and cooked food at an incredible pace. It's better than the previous trenches. Your revisions with the logistics crew after what we learned from the first trench fortress have taught us a lot. We have been looking into new ways to do quarters, but there are too many people for everyone to have dirt over their heads at night. We are taking what we have learned very seriously, Supreme Commander."

"Good, I am happy to hear that, as good news is the best news at this moment. I have just dispatched a new enchantment to add to the fortress. It seems we have figured out how the Empire sneaked up on us just over a week ago. It was a combination of Enchantments with the dense death mana. I will spare you the details, but the Enchantment team will have their work cut out for them." I replied, leaned back, and looked at the Yellow Bunny-kin. "I have bad news for you, though, Jenkins. We have spotted the Empire's forces but don't have hard numbers yet. Not even estimates, as our scouts have only sent word that they have seen them." I paused to let that information sink in, and Jenkins nodded. 

"Not going to lie, Supreme Commander, I wish they gave us more time."

"I do, too," I replied solemnly, "We need more time to get the city back to work and deal with the soldiers abusing our people, but we have two to three days before they are at our door. This is the quote that you just gave me:" I finished.

"I can put my people on double shifts, but that won't do much," Jenkins said thoughtfully. My people have been working nonstop for a week and a half, cutting into the dirt. They are husks on their feet, and I need to give them a day to recover soon before many of them collapse under the strain. If I ask more from them, that will increase casualties without increased production. In fact, it would hurt my people more.

I looked at Jenkins, dumbfounded. I knew this man was smart, but he understood that rested workers do more than tired workers. He knew pushing his people more would be adverse to what we wanted, and he was willing to bring that up to me without a second thought!

Quickly, I jotted a note down for Jenkins to be on a short list for Labor distribution in the future as he was the first to show signs of this understanding. I couldn't let someone with talent be stuck without promotion. I must have people develop the same mindset as him. It was obvious even in the previous world where one of my friends was looking into making new Labor laws for the country he lived in before coming to the school. He went through the data and learned many things. Overtime was rarely useful in the long term, and it was even worse among physical jobs like construction. Construction tended to increase accident rates and outright loss of life rates. These were figures that I could not afford to go up when every single forward-acting logistic soldier and officer I had were irreplaceable. There were months before the next boot camp was finished, and we were burning gold too fast to keep up with it for more than two more sessions. So I had a conversation with all the commanders about this and it seems Jenkins was one that listened. 

Things would improve in the long run as the veterans continued surviving to teach the newbies in the tracks behind them. Still, the fact that there was no way to increase speed sucked. I could not bring more men forward and could only bring more supplies.

My mind froze for a second, and I coughed, "I will bring the small number of enchanters working on the other trench fortress and bring them to the west fortress. It might not be much, but it will give you a slight bit more resources to work with.

"That might not bring up the schedule much, but a couple of hours of labor off my people would be good. They are working themselves haggard, and when their heads hit the pillows at the end of the day, they are out." Jenkins seriously said, "I have made sure that my people all have beds to sleep in, too, to increase productivity."

"Did someone have an issue with that?" I asked, hearing him explain.

"Yes, some of the main army people were put out, and the logistics army was taking a couple of the underground barracks while they still slept outside. In fact, we took the first built ones other than the very first, which we gave to the War Chief to give out to her top people. As I explained before, I explained to her, and she did not seem happy, but she also did not try to stop me. I am not going to lie, Supreme Commander; I was fully ready to use your name and lie, saying those were my orders."

I looked at Jenkins, shocked for the first time, and I started to laugh loudly with a large smile and stood up. "That is what I like to hear, Jenkins. You beat people with a club and get the things I tell you to do done! If you ever lie about something you cannot give me a very good reason for, I will punish you. But as long as you can give me a thought path, I will never punish you for working with your best judgment!" I could not stop smiling as he told me he lied about orders. I needed people willing to lie like that for what they believed to be the best way to follow my orders without me showing up and needing to use the club myself. If he abused it, I would come down like the wrath of god, but before then, he had my trust to lie.

"Thank you, Supreme Commander; I am trying my best out there. I want to go home alive with the people around me," Jenkins saluted with a massive, exhausted grin, "The Empire has enslaved too many of our people over the generations, and it is time to make them understand that it has consequences!"

"Well said; in fact, what I want is the territory that we have taken now, and that is about it." I told him, and he was surprised, "A buffer territory of humans that we control protecting the tribes, I think, would be a very good idea."

I saw Jenkins now thinking and a smile. I gave him that small amount of information, and he nodded, "That makes a lot of sense, Supreme Commander, but what if we win more land?" He asked.

"Jenkins, That is something that I cannot speak about at this time." I sighed, "But we will do our best to win this war." I paused and touched his shoulder, "Go out there and finish my fortifications. Tell every logistics soldier and Officer I am very proud of their work. Seriously, I am," I told him with a large smile, and Jenkins brightened up. He might be older than me, but I could see that the compliment meant a lot. "Now, we have the Empire coming up on our new border, Jenkins. Do me proud, and I want to see your face after all the fighting. You are too useful to die in this war."

"YES, SUPREME COMMANDER!" Jenkins proudly shouted and turned. I looked at the table and realized a mistake.

"Jenkins, before you leave, I just remembered something important I forgot to give you." I said, stopping him in his tracks, "You surprised me, and I almost forgot something essential," I said, turning around with the enchantment in my hand, and Jenkins turned around. "This is the counter enchantment to that. I do not know exactly how far out they will be, but this is a defense from the Empire using the thick death mana around here to sneak up on us. Take this scroll with you and get it added to our defenses as fast as possible. Maybe set up the small team to do that while your other people work on the other defenses."

Jenkins smiled brightly. "YES, SUPREME COMMANDER! I am glad that I can save more lives!" Jenkins walked up, took the envelope, and turned around to leave. "I will get working on this right away!"

"Good work, Jenkins. Dismissed." With that, the Yellow Bunny-kin was running to work. I then quickly sent a mana message for a messenger I trusted to come to my office, and they were here in five minutes, which was enough time for me to write out orders for the enchanting crew. I sealed it as the messenger entered the room and got up, handing it to the messenger. "You are to take this to the Enchanting group on the retreat trenches. Be quick." I ordered the messenger before they could speak, and they nodded before running off. 

It was time for me to work on diplomacy with another nation in my bedroom. I could only smile as I started to head over to my bedroom. The bedroom in the building that I was in was quite luxurious to the point that I wanted to puke. It was a place with a soft bed to sleep instead of an army-issue flat that I had been sleeping on. When it came to the future, if the army needed a moral increase, I would sleep in what they were. But the morale was so high that it was an issue. At least Isabelle knew that we could not go on the offensive. Whatever this Death Mana was, it was a long-term occupier problem. It would cause a lot of issues for whoever owned it.

It was in my hands right now, and I had those issues. 

Now, I had to hold it.

I sighed as I reached the bedroom and felt the stress of fighting a war. Was this what I would have faced in my previous world if I actually had resources to fight with? Or would it have been another battle of mutual destruction? I found myself revisiting my hypothesis that a massive EMP explosion would have taken down the United States. But that would also be doubting a god; if I had not met the god in person, I might not even believe they exist.

I shook my head and entered, seeing Queen Mira in a new form. She was on my bed with double D cup breasts and hips that were tiny compared to the massive fat ass she had. She looked like the picture of eroticism with a smoky dress that was clearly an illusion. She was not even hiding her body as I could see her nipples and scales through the black smoke in a cocktail dress as it wavered around her body, and she smiled.

"Take a load off, Lover, and come here." Queen Mira purred, and I shivered as I walked forward in a trance with Doorknocker straight up, hitting my breasts as I pulled my shirt off. My body was ready for more release, and the world outside became nothing. This was my safe space as long as no one intruded.

She moved, patted the bed beside her, and pulled out an oil. "Us more powerful beings know it is much better to hand off power to you peons because it is a pain in the ass. How about I oil you up, and we can enjoy a night?" Mira said, and the bed suddenly disappeared and turned into a table for me to lay on.

The invitation was too much, and I got up on the table and laid down, pointing Doorknocker down as a long third leg with my legs spread. My head was in a hole that suddenly appeared on the table, and I could not help but question how she could do this. "That is it, Love; enjoy my touch for a time, and we can get to the nasty in a bit," She cooed into my ear, and a warm liquid poured onto my back, and her fingers pushed into my muscles. Pain laced the interaction as she started to find knots in my muscles and started to work on them. I groaned and moaned as she reapplied the oil, and she spent her time working my body.

Doorknocker was harder than before as I relaxed into a zone with my mind on the brink of pleasure as she worked my back out of the stress. My moaning became frequent, and her hands moved down, and my ass was suddenly covered in oil, and she started to make me moan more and more. 

Then it all began, and she started making me moan even more as she pushed into my ass. I was in a zone as she pushed in, and pleasure filled me. Her fingers moved inside me, and I heard, "You know, As an A ranker, I can make things real, Chelsea; I wonder what it would be like to be inside you."

"Then take me, Mira." I moaned, and I felt something long and hard on my ass but much more modest than mine. Suddenly I felt her womanly cock pressing against my wet pussy as she spread my ass and pushed in. She was thick, and it pushed in deep and hit the womb deep inside me. I shivered, and she moaned with me. I felt her throbbing inside me as I felt her breasts pressing against my back, and she slowly fucked my pussy. 

Doorknocker throbbed, and I moaned more and more as she pulled out before pushing in. It was a slow lovemaking session as she massaged my shoulders at the same time she took my pussy hard. I felt my womb being slowly pushed up against before she pulled back in a slowly sensual fuck that made me moan. I could feel my cock throb, and I moaned louder and louder as she brought me closer and closer.

We moaned more together then suddenly she started to slam my womb with her illusionary cock that made me cry. It was amazing, and my head blanked out, and she thrust hard as I rapidly reached my peak, my pussy started to spray out my pussy juices as she loudly moaned and released something in me, making me shiver.

My mind was blank as I felt her turn me over, and Doorknocker shot up into my breasts. She grabbed my futanari Meat and stood above it before engulfing it in her pussy and sitting down on my lap with her meaty ass. She was amazing, and more oil came from nowhere as she started to massage and grope my breasts. She was all over me, and I was passive as she rode Doorknocker with her own futanari cock bouncing in front of me. It was glistening with my juices and her imaginary cum, and I moaned as I watched her breasts bounce in that wispy smoke dress that covered nothing but only made her more enticing. She was a sex demon, alright, as I quickly found myself filling her womb with my cum before I even realized it.

"Just take pleasure from my body, Supreme Commander," Queen Mira said coyly, "I will take what I want from you and ensure that you are ready to face the coming days."

I moaned in response, feeling that odd feeling I had when I was with Queen Mira, and she started to ride Doorknocker harder as she suddenly grew a second pair of hands that began to massage my balls. It was a surprising sight, but she still looked amazing as she bounced and sent my brain into the clouds. My balls quickly filled up, and I felt her tighten her pussy all around my cock and started to give Doorknocker a hand job while her wet pussy folds wrapped themselves around me. I was in bliss, and I released another load as her cock sprayed all over my face, and her pussy squirted all over Doorknocker, and I was breathing heavily. 

My body was in heaven, and she smiled, and suddenly she started to bounce on Doorknocker when something invaded both my pussy and ass at the same time. "Don't overthink, Chelsea," Mira purred, "If you think too much, it will take more mana to realize this illusion. Let yourself go and enjoy. I promise that I will not do anything to you. Your mother is already watching and looking quite jealous at the moment. She will ensure that no harm is done to you if you don't trust me."

I moaned and let myself go completely, and I drifted in bliss and let my instincts take over, and Mira rode me hard and fucked me in so many ways. I came inside her again and again as the night had only just begun, and she was spoiling me rotten.

Who knew Diplomacy could be this amazing?