Capítulo 223: The All-Father (Othercide)
A/N: The All-Father was a commissioned one shot written back in August of 2020. Posting it up now for people to enjoy!
Themes: Moresome, Breeding, Harem
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Where… where was he? As Kalin whips this way and that, the pale young man's eyes are wide. He's in something akin to total darkness, except… not? It's more like a void, but it's a void in which he can still see himself. There's black all around him, but he still has color, he still has substance. Pale white skin, long blond hair, a tall and lanky physique. He's still himself…
The last thing he remembered was slipping in the shower before everything had gone dark. Had he…? No, that couldn't be right. He couldn't be…
"Kalin."
Startled from his thoughts, Kalin suddenly realizes he's not alone. Was he never alone, or had this just changed in the past few seconds? Either way, the young man looks up to find a red, glowing facsimile of a woman's form staring down at him. Her voice reverberates through the black void as she looks at him.
"Kalin, I am known as the Mother… and you have died."
O-Oh… part of him had still been holding out hope that this was all just a hallucination. Maybe even a dream while he lay in a coma in a hospital. But no, Kalin had lived alone. If he'd slipped and fell in the shower… it was more likely than not that any would-be savior would show up far too late to do anything for him. Days late, even.
On top of that, something about the red glowing form that had identified herself as 'Mother'… it just felt honest. Like her very words carried a weight to them that could not be denied, no matter how badly he might have wished he could deny her. If she said he had died… then he had died.
"I admit, I don't know how you came to be here. This is not an afterlife, as far as I'm aware. But… I believe that I have a proposition that may prove beneficial to both of us, if you would be willing to hear me out."
She sounds… almost tender in the way she speaks to him. She really lives up to her self-given title, truth be told. He's practically feeling mothered right now. Of course, the realization that he'd never see his own mother or father again… it hurts. Knowing they would have to mourn him, able to imagine their grief upon learning of his death… that hurts even more.
He's not sure how long he hangs there in the black void, just wallowing in his misery. The red woman falls silent, and gives him all the time he needs, much to his surprise and gratitude. In the end, her willingness to let him process what had happened is what decides it for Kalin. Pushing aside his grief, coming to terms with his death, the young blond man looks to the Mother, clenching his jaw.
"What… what do you have in mind?"
"This world… my world is dying. Slowly, but nevertheless it is dying. An entity called the Cursed Child is killing it, little by little, bit by bit. I had a plan… a plan to use my daughters to change this fate. However, your arrival provides us with another opportunity. If you become one with each of my daughters, you can empower yourself with each bonding. Not only will this give you the strength you need to survive in this new world… it may just give you the strength we need you to have to save it from the Cursed Child as well."
… Well fuck. That's a lot to unpack, isn't it? And yet, perhaps it says something about Kalin that it doesn't take him nearly as long to process this as it did his own death. Whether that's something good, bad, or neither, he can't exactly say. Either way, he takes in what the Mother is telling him, comprehends that he's trapped in this new world after dying in his original… and ultimately decides why the fuck not?
What other option does he have, really?
"Alright then, I agree."
"Wonderful. Allow me to introduce my daughters."
Out of the darkness comes three young women, all of them identical save for their hair styles. With gray skin, glowing orange eyes, and bone-white hair, they're all distinctly inhuman… but then of course they would be. He'd died and ended up in another world, there may not be any humans here at all, in fact. Regardless, as they step forward one by one, their mother names them.
The first up is the one with her hair in a ponytail-
"Soulslinger."
The next has short hair that stops at the nape of her neck-
"Shieldbearer."
And the last's hair is longer, going just past her shoulders-
"Blademaster."
Kalin assumes, given the naming conventions, that under normal circumstances these three women would have weapons of some sort, but right now they're completely unarmed. As they approach him, Kalin blinks and finally thinks to ask an especially important question.
"Um… Mother? What does 'becoming one' mean exactly?"
The Mother chuckles lightly in response but doesn't answer. Instead, Kalin's answer comes in the form of a red glow surrounding the three beautiful inhuman women before him. When the red glow dissipates, Kalin chokes on his own spit at the sight of a lot more exposed gray skin then before. The Mother's daughters are all naked, their identical, fit, toned bodies on display before him.
All he can do is stare slack jawed in amazement and awe as they advance on him. Their hands are calloused, making it even more obvious that they were used to, or at least made to hold weapons. But their fingers are still slender and distinctly feminine, even as they help him undress. One by one, the beautiful women take turns kissing him, Kalin finding himself staring into identical but different pairs of glowing orange eyes as they move around him, stripping him down and laying their lips on his again and again.
Eventually, he's naked, his erection revealed to the three women he was apparently going to… become one with. One of the girls, specifically Shieldbearer if he's remembering their names correctly, abruptly pushes him over, causing him to yelp as he falls backwards. They're still in the void, and yet it feels less like he hits hard, solid ground, and more like he lands on a bed, the blackness beneath him becoming cushioning, even as Shieldbearer climbs aboard.
The one with the shortest hair has no problem whatsoever mounting him cowgirl style. Her face is perhaps only slightly flushed as she looks down at him, one hand pressing into his chest and the other reaching down between her legs to spread her pussy lips apart for his cock. She inserts him into herself, and then slowly impales herself on his member. Inch after inch of his length disappears up inside of her, until she finds herself sitting in his lap, having managed to take all of him up into her surprisingly wet twat.
He supposes it shouldn't be surprising… what mother wouldn't want her daughters to enjoy this, right? All the same, it's somewhat hard to read the three gray-skinned beauties' facial expressions, so it's nice to have some form of confirmation that this is as pleasurable for them as it is for him. Groaning, Kalin grabs Shieldbearer by the hips and begins to meet her bouncing with thrusts of his own, even as she rides him, undulating and gyrating across his cock.
Slowly but surely, the gray-skinned beauty begins to grow more… responsive. Her pussy is still as wet as ever, and clenching and squeezing around his cock, but on top of that, she's also growing a little flustered. Her gray face is tinged with a bit of red, and she's looking more and more… unsure of herself as time goes on. Grinning a little, Kalin picks up the pace, feeling honestly on top of the world, even if he's currently on the bottom of this particular bout of sexual intercourse.
Meanwhile, Soulslinger and Blademaster aren't idle while their sister bounces up and down on his dick. Leaning over him on either side, the two white-haired women continue to kiss him and stroke different parts of his body, seeming almost exploratory in their attitude. It certainly adds to Kalin's pleasure, and it's not long before he's having to hold back his impending release.
Something tells him that he's supposed to cum inside of them, each of them in fact… but part of him wants to prolong this blissful experience for as long as he possibly can. Watching Shieldbearer get more and more flustered atop his cock is something that Kalin just can't get enough of. The way the gray-skinned beauty blushes as her cute tits jiggle with every single bounce is just… too fucking fantastic.
Alas, all good things come to an end, and Kalin can't hold back forever. When it finally arrives, the explosive orgasm that Shieldbearer has been building to all this time… it's not like he can possibly resist cumming them. Her pussy walls clench and squeeze down around his throbbing cock harder than ever before, and her fluids rush down his length, slickening him even further and causing the tip of his dick to penetrate her cervix as she falls down his shaft one final time.
In response to his cockhead being played with by her flexing cervix, and the rest of his girth being squeeze and milked by her inner walls, Kalin tosses his head back and groans, before ultimately cumming inside of Shieldbearer, filling the short-haired daughter of the Mother up to the brim with his seed.
In that moment, he can feel what the Mother was talking about, can feel the bond forming between him and this daughter of hers. Without a doubt, Kalin is suddenly stronger than before, more powerful. He can feel it unfolding in his mind, this new… energy, and he gasps as it flows throughout his body, revitalizing him and strengthening him to impressive heights.
He doesn't notice when Shieldbearer's exhausted form is pulled off of his cock, but he DOES notice when Blademaster yanks him over onto her, resulting in the longest haired of the trio of gray-skinned women ending up on her back while he hovers over her, his hands resting on either side of her head. For a moment, Kalin just looks down into those glowing orange eyes. He understands a little better now. His bond with Shieldbearer didn't just give him power… it gave him a bit of knowledge too.
These three, they weren't just the Mother's daughters… they were pieces of her, of her power. In a way, he was fucking extensions of the mother herself. It made him wonder if she was getting off on this in any way, given the glowing red figure had been watching them go at it this entire time. But he's much too interested in Blademaster's gorgeous, tight body to stop and ask, truth be told.
Reaching up, Kalin grabs hold of the gray breasts before him with both hands, and for the first time initiates a kiss of his own with one of the daughters, even as he takes her in the missionary position. It was fighting that Shieldbearer fucked him cowgirl, because truth be told, he was a little weakling at that point, and frankly he deserved to be on bottom.
Not anymore. A bond with one of the three daughters had him bursting with power, and as he holds Blademaster and begins to thrust into her, she moans into his mouth, far more responsive than her sister. Perhaps because he was stronger now, and could actually keep up? He would have to make it up to Shieldbearer later… it wasn't fair to her that she was stuck being his first go while he was still a weak little human.
For now, though, Kalin puts all of his attention into Blademaster. He gropes and squeezes her gorgeous tits to his heart's content for a while, before eventually sliding a hand up to her hair, lacing it behind her head and fisting some of her long white locks so he can pull her up into a kiss with him a bit more harshly. She responds approvingly, groaning into his mouth and reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck as they makeout with one another hungrily.
Their copulation is certainly a bit more aggressive than his first time with Shieldbearer had been, and frankly Kalin can't get enough of it. Now that he can stand on equal ground with one of the daughters, he can't help but take control, just a little bit. His other hand, the one not currently tangled in Blademaster's long locks, slides down and around to her backside, and he grabs and squeezes one of her firm, toned ass cheeks nice and hard, lifting her crotch up into the air a couple of inches to meet his thrusts a bit better.
In response, Blademaster cries out and cums along his cock even as she wraps her naked long legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind him. Pulling him in closer, she shudders and spasms her way through the orgasm, while Kalin just grins… and keeps fucking her. He can keep going for a while longer, and he has every intention of taking Blademaster to the moon and back before he's done.
… Did this world have a moon? Honestly, he didn't even know. He supposed he'd have to find out later. For the moment, he's focused on bringing Blademaster to the heights of nirvana, to hear her cry out with ecstasy… and to his great delight, that's exactly what he manages. Her moans get progressively louder against his lips, until finally Kalin pulls away, breaking their lip lock but not their embrace as he fucks her harder and faster and most importantly deeper than ever before.
Watching her inhuman yet so very feminine features contort in ecstasy is quite the treat as he slams up against her cervix and ultimately penetrates to her womb. He gets a few more thrusts in this time before finally cumming too, watching as her glowing orange eyes roll back in her head, and her mouth forms into a cute little o as she silently screams in orgasmic bliss.
Her back arches and her breasts thrust upwards as she tenses for a long moment before ultimately collapsing backwards like a puppet or a marionette with it's strings cut. Though her chest is still rising and falling, and her eyelids are fluttering… but for now it's obvious that she's finished. The bond with Blademaster settles snugly into place right alongside the one with Shieldbearer, and Kalin smiles at how good it feels as another burst of power and energy fills him. More, he's a little surprised by how RIGHT it feels.
The Mother claimed she did not know why he'd ended up here, and yet the more he fucked these pieces of her that she called her daughters, the more he felt he was on the right path. She may not have been the one to bring him here, but Kalin suspected that whatever did fully expected the Mother to come up with the plan she had.
Well, he might just be a pawn in some higher power's game, but if it meant he got to fuck and bond with gorgeous beauties like this for the rest of his second life, he had to admit, he didn't mind all that much. And fuck it, being the big damn hero and saving a world from the Cursed Child was… that sounded just fine too.
But first, he knows he has one last woman to bed. Gently pulling out of the Blademaster's creampied cunt, Kalin turns in the black void to regard the final daughter. Soulslinger stares back at him for all of a moment before averting her gaze and slowly descending to her knees. Without a single word of complaint, the naked woman spins around, her ponytail swishing through the air in the process, and proceeds to reverse-prostrate herself before him.
Face down, ass up, her delectable gray behind, heart-shaped, and imminently fuckable, waves back and forth in the air almost hesitantly rather than enticingly, like she doesn't quite know what she's doing, or she's mimicking something she's seen in his memories. That thought startles Kalin, and he glances up at the Mother, still watching silently overhead. The connection worked both ways, didn't it? He was getting knowledge from them… but it seemed like they were getting knowledge back from him at the same time.
Walking over, Kalin drops to his knees behind Soulslinger and grabs her by her hips, yanking her back so that she's on her hands and knees. Without hesitation, he reaches out and grabs hold of the beauty's ponytail, using it for what it was made to be used for… pulling as he fucks her from behind doggystyle. His cock slides into Soulslinger's dripping cunt with ease, and he groans at how good she feels. She's identical to her sisters, to be fair, but it's obvious just how much of his senses were… muted before now.
Being filled with the power of the Mother has broadened Kalin's horizons in the clearest way, expanding his senses and making him so much more than he was before. Frankly, he was just about ready to say that dying in that fucking shower was the best thing that ever happened to him, for all that it sucked to leave his life and his loved ones behind.
… He'd just have to make a new life and find new loved ones here in this world, wouldn't he? And luckily for him, he was off to a fucking phenomenal start. As he starts to fuck Soulslinger from behind, pulling back on her ponytail and thrusting into her nice and hard, she turns out to be the most vocal of the Mother's daughters, by far.
First it's just moans and squeals and mewling as she bucks her hips back against his thrusts, spine arching and head pulled back by his grip on her ponytail. It soon graduates into cries of ecstasy as she proves quite capable of cumming hard and fast along his cock. And then… it graduates to words.
"Y-Yes! Yes, fuck me! Fuck me like you fucked my sisters! Claim me! Cum inside, make me your woman!"
Kalin nearly falters, but truth be told, as surprising as her words are, they're also incredibly arousing and he finds himself immensely turned on by them. But then, of course he would be, right? Even as he gives in to his urges and fucks Soulslinger harder and faster than before, Kalin is able to recognize what's happening here. The last of the three daughters might not yet be bound to him, but she's quite clearly bound to her sisters, either directly or through their Mother.
Which means that she shares in the knowledge that Shieldbearer and Blademaster now have of their new bonded. She knows exactly what Kalin likes, and she can feel the power coursing through him. It's making her submissive, where Shieldbearer was initially a bit domineering, where Blademaster was leading. Soulslinger bends over and takes his cock up her juicy wet cunt, and Kalin just can't get enough of it.
Rearing back a hand, he brings it down hard on the gray-skinned woman's toned ass.
SMACK!
"A-Ah!~"
Her surprise is only matched by her pleasure as she cums on the spot. Grinning, Kalin keeps on fucking her doggystyle, keeps on spanking her and pulling at her ponytail. He fucks her like he'd always fantasized about fucking a woman, to be honest, though his time with both Shieldbearer and Blademaster had been enjoyable as well.
Speaking of which, neither was as down for the count as they might have seemed, because halfway through putting Soulslinger through her paces, Kalin suddenly has two pairs of hands running across his body as the women he's already fucked and bonded with come up on either side of him, running their hands across his form and stroking him in the exact same way Blademaster and Soulslinger had done while Shieldbearer had been riding him.
Except… no, it's not the same. It's not the same at all. For one, there's a sort of worshipful tone to their touching now, and as they lay their lips and tongue on his body, they do so almost submissively, showing their adoration. For another, it's obvious they know him so much better than before. Their hands and tongues go where they'll be most welcomed, rather than simply exploring his form. They know what he likes, and they give it to him.
At some point, Kalin lets go of Soulslinger's ponytail and instead grabs the woman next to him to pull her into a savage kiss. Like Soulslinger said, they're all his… his women, who he's claimed. With a loud groan, Kalin doesn't bother holding back his third release. He cums inside of the ponytailed beauty before him and claims and bonds with the last of the Mother's three daughters, filling her with his seed just like he did the other two.
The power of having all three daughters bonded to him is intoxicating to be sure, even as Kalin pulls out of Soulslinger and takes a moment to rest, the trio of gray-skinned women eagerly cozying up to him to cuddle. Just as he's letting his eyes drift shut for a quick nap, however, the Mother's familiar reverberating voice reaches out to him.
"You're off to a good start, Kalin."
Blinking at the way she said that, Kalin opens his eyes and looks up at the glowing red figure, furrowing his brow in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
Smiling, the Mother spreads her arms downwards, and as his gaze follows the arc of her hands, Kalin's eyes widen at the sight of dozens of other gray-skinned girls coming out of the darkness, emerging completely naked from the void, and moving towards him. As they do so, the original three pull away from him and turn to each other for pleasure, the Shieldbearer, Blademaster, and Soulslinger rightly understanding that they need to move aside so their new sisters can have their turns.
As Kalin stares at the dozens of women eager to be fucked by him, his mouth is completely dry… but also paradoxically watering in delight. He's really not sure whether to be aroused, worried, or excited as they begin to converge on him. If he can survive, he'll probably walk away from this with unfathomable power. But that's a big If…
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With a single swing of a sword twice his size, an older Kalin, complete with a blond beard and a distinguished battle-ready look to him, deals with some of the enemy's forces, cutting down nightmares made manifest. He's learned a lot, since he ended up in this world. For one, humanity does exist here… and he and his girls are all that's standing in the way of it's complete and utter extinction.
Wielding that massive sword with just one hand, this older Kalin is free to pull his pistol from it's holster and whip it around, taking off the upper half of a monster that was trying to creep up on him from behind. The battle continues unabated after that, as creatures of the Cursed Child attempt to take the blond man down… and utterly fail at every chance they get.
This right here is one of their rare opportunities to kill him, so he's not surprised they're going all out. After all, he's a force of nature all on his own… when he has some of the Mother's daughters backing him up, the battle quickly turns into a slaughter. But at the same time, grouping too many of their forces into one place is just begging the Cursed Child to push forward in other avenues.
The war since Kalin had arrived in this world had been long and hard, arduous to say the least… but for the first time, thanks to his presence, it was winnable. Battle after battle had become triumph after triumph since Kalin joined the fight, and while there had been losses here and there, victory was finally within their grasp. Soon, they would take the fight to the Cursed Child himself.
For now, though, this battle is at an end. Kalin looks around for a long moment, half-expecting another wave of the nightmarish fiends to leap out and try and attack him, but the area he's just cleared is completely silent. His enhanced hearing can pick up sounds for miles around, and he doesn't detect a single monster in his vicinity.
With a grunt, he flicks the blood off of his blade and leaps away from the area, going back to their territory, the territory he and the Mother's daughters had carved out for themselves slowly but surely over these last months. Arriving back at the home that he'd built with his own two hands, Kalin can only smile as he steps inside just to be greeted with a hug and a kiss by one of his loves.
"Beloved, you've returned… I-I made dinner."
Chuckling down at the heavily pregnant form of the daughter known as the Blademaster, wearing an apron that said 'Fuck the Cook' on it, Kalin grins at her and she smiles right back. This particular daughter hadn't lifted a blade in months, unless one counted a kitchen knife, and Kalin didn't. But that didn't mean she wasn't supporting their cause in her own way.
Once the Cursed Child was defeated, the world would need to be repopulated with a new generation, with Kalin at the head as something of an All-Father of sorts. Around a third of the daughters he'd bonded with were in varying stages of pregnancy already, and once they'd finally won and ended the threat to this world, he'd be celebrating by breeding the rest of them.
Unfortunately, not all was completely well. The creation of so many daughters… meaning the splitting of so many pieces of herself, had caused the Mother to ultimately fade away. She'd not been able to stay cohesive anymore, not when she was now a thousand pieces, rather than one form. And yet, she'd told him not to worry… before becoming one final daughter for him to bond with, a gray-skinned, orange-eyed, white-haired young woman that he'd taken gently to bed and tenderly brought into the fold.
Kalin was fairly certain that this, all of this, was what the Mother had had in mind from the moment he appeared on her radar. Whatever her previous plan had been, it likely wouldn't have been nearly as good as what he allowed her to accomplish with his presence. And Kalin… Kalin intended to do her memory proud, by destroying the Cursed Child and leading her daughters into a new age of peace and happiness.
It was the least he could do for the woman who had effectively made him a god…
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