John awoke in his bed, like he usually did, underneath a blanket of gorgeous women. His head rested on a pillow-shaped Undine, Sylph was sleeping on top of his chest, Aclysia was nuzzled against his left side, Eliana’s head rested right next to his groin, and Lorelei lay on his right. In range of his arms were various boobs and butts, although Siena’s coiled tail prevented him from moving the right one. In general, he couldn’t move in his current situation. It was one of those mornings where he didn’t need to either.

The hovering Mandala Sphere signalled to anyone with functioning sight that he was awake. Aclysia leaned in to kiss his neck and Eliana capitalized on her prime position to monopolize his morning wood. The groan he involuntarily let out when he, less than a minute into the day, was getting deepthroated by a thirsty submissive stirred Sylph awake and she immediately joined Aclysia in kissing John’s neck and face. That then, in turn, caused the seer to whimper softly.

Eyes closed, Lorelei slightly raised her head. In the pattern of her breathing alone, John could read her slowly starting thoughts. Then, her upper body shot up. “I… it was no dream,” she spoke her realization out loud.

“No, it wasn’t,” John confirmed. He would have grabbed her, had it not been for Siena’s tail around his arm. “Relax, this is our bedroom.”

“Our bedroom…” Lorelei whispered, only to repeat it later, in a wanton tone, “…our bedroom…” Then she laid back down on John’s right arm. That he was getting kisses by other women all over didn’t faze her in the slightest. On the contrary, she mimicked the behaviour after only a short hesitation. “Can we perhaps… continue?”

They had managed to fuck four more times yesterday. This was, given Lorelei’s previous inexperience, more than John had anticipated. One would assume that Lee, who had always had a toy in arm’s reach before getting together with the Gamer, would have the greater sexual stamina of the two. For whatever reason, perhaps just that Lorelei was older and more self-disciplined, the seer was able to take more and harsher treatment by her lover. ‘More’ was nowhere close to ‘constant’ and she still passed out whenever John was done with her.

“Going to be the clam jammer here,” Lee yawned, crawling over to Lorelei, “but you should really wait with that until you’ve had breakfast.”

“That… yes, that would be wise,” Lorelei conceded, audibly swallowing. “Oh, I don’t know what to do with this aching in the meantime. My pussy is burning with need, Master.”

“It’s day two, so maybe the others can help you out,” John suggested with a grin.

Lorelei shuddered affectionately, especially when Aclysia stretched over his torso to hold the seer’s face between both hands. “Have you ever kissed a woman before?” the weaponized maid asked.

“No,” the seer responded.

“Then, as one properly submissive to our Master, I will take that honour,” Aclysia whispered, while leaning in. Gold and silver-white haired women joined their lips in a tender kiss right before John’s face. His contacts weren’t in, so he sadly had to rely on the Mandala Sphere to witness this. What he was missing in sight, his ears picked up all the more keenly. The smacking of their lips. The mild moans. The accelerating of Lorelei’s breath. It was a delightful stream of sensation.

“Guess I’ll be the first woman to get busy down here,” Lee announced, before kissing Lorelei’s cunt. A sharp cry escaped the seer, the first of many as she had her pussy eaten by the young Fateweaver. The first ever oral, John had already claimed yesterday. The only thing he hadn’t yet gotten the opportunity to do with Lorelei was anal.

Lorelei was then summarily assaulted by the awakening harem. Everyone was eager to properly establish skinship with the newest member of their not-so-little group. Lorelei’s lips, breasts, butt and pussy were all the target of various forms of kisses and love-bites. Most intense of all was Eliana, who didn’t just kiss Lorelei, but swapped back and forth with her the first load of the day, freshly milked from the Gamer.

“Thought I’d be nice to her for three fucking seconds,” Eliana explained herself afterwards, “before my constant shit-spewing inevitably makes her want to rip my guts out.”

Undine remarked, “You’re so cute though,” while her body formed around and on top of John’s unclaimed groin, taking the lead for the second load of the day.

“Fucking scumslime, I go off the cock for four seconds and your shitty liquid ass is already claiming what I want to skewer my insides with!” Eliana delivered a series of insults, and did the second-best thing she could think of, worshipping John’s balls while the abysstide elemental bounced on his groin. On his right, Lorelei was screaming. Nathalia had managed to take over between her legs.

She ended up not eating breakfast on time after all.

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“Alright, so, the question is who tags along,” John started their strategy discussion. In order to facilitate this in an orderly way, they had put on their clothes. Aclysia and Beatrice were hugging his sides and the barrier prevented any party from escalating the situation. There was the mild desire to dive straight between any of the parted legs of the women around him. Doubtlessly something they felt in equal or stronger measure towards the bulge in his pants.

Only Lorelei was too distracted for that at the moment. The seer took an amusing interest to the Harem Couch, making it transform repeatedly through shifting wishes and body language. Perhaps her gift let her see something about the way it functioned. Adorable as her distractedness was, John felt it would be even cuter to call her out on it.

“Lorelei, are you listening?”

“Hm? Oh, sorry, Master!” Lorelei snapped back to reality and the Harem Couch solidified into a simple seat. The seat immediately stretched to fit two when Rave repositioned herself.

“Whatcha thinking about, Rel?” the Lightbearer asked.

“I was simply marvelling at the grace imbued in this couch,” the seer confessed. “The Lady’s will radiates from it like it does of the Gamer’s clothes.”

“Ya really gotta work on that,” Rave laughed.

It took Lorelei a moment to figure out what she meant. “M-master’s clothes,” she corrected herself.

“If ya don’t want him to get hard, ya should stick to his name.”

Aclysia took immediate offense to that. “Master is the appropriate title!”

“Let’s not get sidetracked,” John intervened. “Lorelei, mind if I used Observe on you? I want to have an estimate of how much protection you need.” Between the intercourses, he had forgotten to ask her to do that so far.

“My body and soul lay bare before you, from now until death does us apart, Master,” Lorelei swooned, while a veil of prismatic colours and gold-white light first visualized and then faded.

John went over her Stats in detail first. Beyond the Physical, her Stats were rather odd to John. Her Spellpower was high, but not as high as he would have estimated, and her mana was abysmal. It somewhat explained why she needed so much time to muster her power. Her Libido was low by John’s standards, but it was important to remember that 10 was the actual ‘normal’ number.

Just out of interest, John opened up Lee’s Observe sheet to compare.

John was always happy to see her advances, even if they were modest compared to what else the harem had, Stat wise. This was in large part because Lee’s growth primarily occurred in the realm of learning Illusion Barrier engineering, so she didn’t get a lot of opportunities to increase her raw Stats. Regardless, living with the harem had drastically increased her power all around. Perhaps it would be worthwhile to let Lorelei go through the same steps. Learning how to do martial art meditation had never hurt anybody.

John stared at the Information box, his mood quickly sinking. Everyone else quickly noticed. They also understood once he asked, “You will lose your second sight?”

“In age, it will fade and eventually leave me fully blind,” Lorelei confirmed, her voice stable and tranquil. She was clearly at peace with the fact.

John was less interested in just letting that happen. “How long does ‘in age’ mean?”

“Depending on how intensely I use my blessing, I expect it to happen earlier or later in my forties,” Lorelei explained to him. “We Varniks have been living with this for generations, I do not loathe this fate. My gift will fade and my purpose will move on to my children.”

“Well, I still won’t let it happen,” John declared and the harem all around nodded. Speechless at the generosity surrounding her, Lorelei only sat there, mouth agape. “Fifteen years, that’s an acceptable time to research a remedy for this. If not a delay, then an alternative magic for you to learn.” He let the entirety of his earnest conviction flow into his words. Lorelei shuddered before he even said anything else. “You’re one of my loves now and I don’t let my loves lose anything important.”

“Thank you, John,” she whispered and faced the haremettes one after the other. “Thank all of you. While I would not be saddened to lose my second sight in service to the Lady, I do appreciate your desire to help me, deeply.”

“Ya can thank us later,” Rave purred.

“Perhaps she should return to the Order,” Momo suggested, causing everyone to give her a confused glance. “To check the archives, I mean,” the support clarified. “They probably wrote something down about seers that went blind quicker or slower than anticipated. Might be worthwhile to check for correlations.”

Scarlett groaned and got up. “Guess that’ll have to be my job. There’s no way I’ll go on that Adventure.”

“I could do it,” Lee offered.

“You have other shit to do, I can work as long as I can connect with the internet.”

“May I ask what I require your aid for?” Lorelei asked. “My second sight does allow me to read.”

“You don’t have the Lover’s Will mark yet, so you can’t use the teleporter,” Scarlett explained. “One of us will have to accompany you so you can get there and back.”

“Oh… once Master marks me, I can freely visit the Warden?”

“I’d have done it already if I could,” John clarified before the question arose. “We’ll have to spend some more time together before that option is available.”

“I look forward to that- Oh, I require a shave!” Lorelei remembered his demand from yesterday. “I shall do that now, while you discuss the rest.” The decision was made swiftly, but nobody objected. Rave, whose attendance for the Adventure was already a done deal, guided the seer towards one of their regular bathrooms and showed her where they kept the various hair-removal methods.

“Alright, so you two aren’t coming along,” John looked at Scarlett and Lee. One nodded quicker than the other. Under other circumstances, the Gamer would have asked the young Fateweaver if she was certain. This could be a dangerous mission, however, and he didn’t want to risk taking her along. His eyes wandered over the rest of the harem. The elementals and Artificial Spirits would obviously follow him. That only left Eliana, Nathalia, Nia and Lydia to make a decision.

“I will accompany you on this first trip,” the queen said. “If it takes too long, however, I may have to leave early.”

“That’s fine.” John nodded. “I have to warn you though: I can only send people out of the Adventure if we’re in a safe environment. We might get stuck.”

“Does this require only you and the person you wish to send back to be safe or the entirety of the party?” Lydia asked for clarification.

“The former,” John told her. He had done a bit of testing in regular Adventures to test this stuff. “In crisis, there is always Escape Rope, but that ejects all of us and it does have a cooldown.”

“I am willing to take these risks,” Lydia asserted, a bit too strongly.

‘Someone wants to spend a little more time with me,’ John thought and smiled happily. Part of him wanted to tease her for it, but he was more than happy to just dwell on that fact. For her part, Lydia sipped on her tea, while unashamedly staring back.

“I will join,” Nia announced.

“Fucking… I don’t know, should I?!” Eliana asked nervously. “What if I get some kind of shit-eating panic attack and stomp off into the middle of ass-fucking nowhere?”

“Then I use Escape Rope and you stay here while it’s on cooldown,” John asserted in a strong voice. “All will be fine, just stick around me, alright?”

“Alright,” Eliana agreed in a small voice.

“You are strong,” Nathalia declared, her arms and legs crossed. The heel of the one foot she had on the ground repeatedly tapping, her entire body language seemed strained. “You will dominate, I’m certain of it.”

“What if I can only muster cocksucking Eliza’s useless fucking power though?” the blood mage asked.

“Then you will do that properly as well, otherwise I will beat it into you once you return.”

Gnome suddenly perked up. “Wait… aren’t you coming along?”

“No,” Nathalia responded hardly, partly to convince herself. “That my mate defeated a god convinced me to return, but the difference in our power is still vast. Outclassing Romulus is a task he needs to fulfil on his own power, and if I came along, I’d be too tempted to intervene. You understand, right, John?”

The Gamer nodded; he wasn’t surprised by her decision. “I’ll prove myself to you again,” he promised. No less strained, the dragoness nodded. Silence claimed the room, as they were done with the final preparation. Now they just had to start the Adventure.

“Master…” Lorelei’s voice reached them and they all looked towards the bathroom door where a naked Lorelei framed her now hairless crotch between her hands. Abyssal methods of hair removal were gentle, so her skin was barely redder there than it was in the surrounding area. “I hope this does please you?”