Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

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The two newcomers let go of me now that they\'d turned me around and were looking up at me with sheer, unbelieving eyes. "… Are you real?" The human-like woman asked in a hushed tone.

"… Yeah?" I didn\'t know how to best act, so I simply hesitantly replied.

They were quite tall for women, with both being around 175 cm (5\'7), so we weren\'t that far apart despite my usually towering height.

I could see tears slowly beginning to form in their eyes as they blinked rapidly. It felt as if they were thinking that I could disappear each time they closed their eyelids.

"I think he\'s real…" The elf decreed with disbelief.

"Maybe…"

Malakar then elected to speak up with a low grumble. "For the love of ⱪϬꙇⳁⴾҼϪⴰҘⴳ… Of course the lad is real, you just touched him. Also, can you take this a good distance away? I don\'t want to hear it."

He was completely ignored, though. Instead, they both shouted together; "He\'s real!!!" while gently reaching up to stroke my chin. The elf took my left side while the human did the right. In the next moment, they grabbed onto the back of my head and brought my face into their extremely plentiful bosoms. Sadly they were wearing lush robes that covered their breasts but it was still a heavenly feeling. I have two very big-breasted girls in my harem, namely Blossom and Aurora, but these two were on a different level.

No wonder they oozed motherhood with every fiber of their being, they could feed an entire town of kids with these milk jugs, no, milk tanks…

"I\'m so happy…" The elf said between muted sobs while hugging me desperately.

"Yes… It\'s the day we\'ve been waiting for for such a long time… I can\'t believe that it\'s happening!"

Okay, this was starting to become a bit uncomfortable for my liking, but I wasn\'t cruel enough to ruin their moment, so instead I just focused on enjoying the warmth that radiated from their plump mommy milkers.

"He\'s bloody and sweaty. We have to clean this baby up!" The human then decreed.

"Yeah, his clothes are unbecoming too! Babies shouldn\'t be wearing armor. Let\'s do this!"

And just as so, I found myself getting hauled off from the edge of the floating land towards wherever these feisty ladies decided to take me.

I did not doubt that they had enough strength to carry me, but thankfully they merely clutched my hands to their chests desperately as we walked side-by-side next to each other, with me being in the middle. In the meantime, I was bombarded with questions that seemed to be endless as it flew out of the two women\'s mouths without pause. They asked the questions one after the other while switching who spoke each time.

"What\'s your name?" The human started.

"Quinlan."

"What\'s your favorite food?" The elf continued.

"I am not a picky eater."

"Why are you dressed for war?"

"Because I was fighting."

"With whom?"

"A criminal organization ambushed me and my allies."

"Damn them…! You must win!"

"Of course I will."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Oh!" They both gasped together and happily giggled in a jovial tune.

"One?"

"Four."

"Oh!!! Are they all good girls?"

"Yeah, I love them all from the bottom of my heart."

"Good. You have to select the females who will give birth to your children very carefully! That\'s the most important decision of your life!" I felt like that was slightly overstating it, but what else could I expect from these two turbo-enthusiastic mothers?

"What races are they? I hope you\'re not a bigoted fool!" The human chided. "You are compatible with all races, you should sire a child from each and every one! No, not only one but a hundred! It\'s easy for men."

That\'s a bit much for me…

"Three humans and a dog-kin, but I\'m trying to get into the pants of an elf right now. I\'m open to any girl no matter their race as long as they are very sexy and have a personality that draws me in."

"Oh! Tell me about the elf you want to make yours!" The elven milf asked. She was visibly relieved that I wasn\'t a human supremacist.

"Her name is Seraphiel, she is a Healer so her personality already has the Goddess\' seal of approval. Her body is extremely alluring, so much so that when I first saw her I could barely believe my eyes. She is a real bombshell who is right up my alley. As for the rest of her, I don\'t know too much about Seraphiel, but so far she proved to be a good teammate and a fun woman to be around, so I hope to impress her somehow."

"I see, I see." The elf nodded while deep in thought.

"You should give her a foot massage." The human spoke up abruptly.

The other female suddenly stopped in her steps while yelping in fright. "Don\'t listen to this clueless woman! She has no idea what she\'s talking about! Foot massages are to be done after you\'ve earned her favor. If you ask to do it before she thinks highly of you, you will come off as a horny pervert. However, if she still accepts a foot massage despite not being in love with you, then she is not a candidate to be the mother of your children, for she is a loose slut. We only let our special ones touch our feet."

It\'s… good to know I suppose. I\'m aware that Seraphiel heavily disliked it when I forced her to wear boots because we were trying to hide her elven nature during the Trials, and I also know that she can better communicate with nature through her bare feet, so I guess that body part of the elven race is especially important and sensitive.

"What can I call you two?" I asked.

"Mommy." They said instantly in perfect unison.