Mushoku Impact

"Are you sure about this? You can still come with us..."
With her head nestled against Paul's chest and a gentle smile on her face, Fischl nodded and softly replied, "It's okay, Paul. Amber, Diona, Betty, and I have all agreed to form a Party. I'm not alone anymore..."
"Haaa..."
Following one final sigh, Paul reluctantly released Fischl from his embrace. She had clearly made up her mind before including herself in the circle, so pressing any further would be tantamount to spitting in the face of her resolve.
"See you around, Mein Prinzessin..."
With a smile that pierced directly through Paul's heart, Fischl squinted her eyes and replied, "Make haste, Mein Champion. So that you may return to me even one second sooner..."
Unwilling to contain himself, Paul rewarded Fischl's words with a kiss. In the process, he seriously considered simply abducting her but ultimately decided against it. Instead, he punctuated their embrace with a pinch on the butt before running away as she glared at him with an insincere pout...
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"See what I mean? Having me along isn't so bad. At least you needn't feel so sad~"
"If you're going to keep rhyming, I'm throwing you off..."
"Ehehe~"
After climbing atop Ganyu and giving her permission to depart, Paul was prepared to crouch low and cling tightly to her incredibly soft fur. Instead, there was virtually no wind pressure as Venti casually controlled the wind to flow around them. This allowed Ganyu to speed up drastically, but Paul was still a little upset as Venti was, at the very least, partially responsible for Fischl being left behind.&nbsp;
Despite her 'disarming' appearance, Venti was practically a Succubus in the bedroom. She could manipulate the Anemo Element within her body to create literal suction with her vagina, so doing her was like having sex and getting a monster blowjob at the same time. It was one of the most pleasurable things Paul had ever experienced, but he couldn't help feeling as though Venti had cheated the other girls out of a chance to accompany him...
"Try to look on the bright side. With me in your Party, our travel time has been cut in half. You also have the greatest Bard in all the lands to regale you with tales of heroism and serenade you with songs of love. And if that isn't enough, I can also..."
As she was seated immediately to Paul's left, Venti moved her hand along his thigh with an upturned expression on her face. This would typically be more than enough to put Paul in the mood, but the truth of the matter was that Venti had been on him like a rabbit in heat ever since her summoning. The girl was a literal nympho, so much so that she had given birth to three Seelies in the span of five weeks...
Grabbing Venti's wrist, Paul's expression morphed into a deadpan as he flatly declared, "We're not having sex on Ganyu's back..."
Clicking her tongue audibly, Venti retracted her hand before adopting a radiant smile as she said, "That's a shame. It's not every day you get the opportunity to do it while flying through the sky. I suppose we'll have to wait until we touch down then..."
Though Venti's 'confidence' made him a little annoyed, Paul didn't refute her words. As much as the buxom Archon annoyed him, she was currently the woman he looked forward to fucking the most. Something about her 'honest' nature made her nearly impossible to resist as she didn't even try to put on pretenses. She just enjoyed fucking and fooling around together.
Seeing Paul remain silent, a soft chuckle emanated from Venti's throat as she nestled closer to him. Her behavior earned her stares from the other girls, but she didn't particularly mind. They could have sat next to Paul if they really wanted, but they were trying to be considerate of the girls that wouldn't be able to squeeze in. Venti didn't believe in such sentiments, so she readily took advantage of Paul's empty flanks to snuggle up next to him. His warmth made her feel relaxed, and it sure as heck beat flying in silence...
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With Ganyu being able to pick up speed to nearly 300kmp/h, it took less than an hour for Paul's group to reach the fortress linking the Strife Zone and the Milbots Region through a spacious underground tunnel.
Paul had initially expected the underpass to be like the escape tunnels his father had made him practice running through as a child. Instead, he was greeted with a perfectly smooth and cylindrical tunnel that resembled the subway tunnels of his past life. There were multiple railways present, and, according to Ganyu, it was an average of 14m wide and 283km long...
Though she had to reduce her size and be careful not to scrape the roof with her horns, Ganyu was able to run through the underground railway system after getting clearance from the growing community of Dwarves maintaining it.&nbsp;
Since the Dwarves had been corralled into a single stretch of the Blue Dragon Mountain Range nearly 400 years prior, Ningguang was able to convince the Ore God to send over more than sixty skilled artisans and metalworkers in exchange for allowing them to establish a settlement in relative secrecy. She had used her life as leverage in the contract, so he eventually agreed after seeing how quickly Zhongli could create tunnels and erect entire buildings in seconds.
Though he had been apprised of her plan to establish Liyue on the coast, Paul was unaware that Ningguang was planning to convert the Strife Zone into a haven for all races. Paul had once given her an idealized description of his home country, the United States, so she had promptly decided that if she were going to create a nation, it might as well incorporate elements of the Seven Major Nations and the US. That way, everyone could feel at home even when they were entire worlds apart...
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After a mere three-hour journey, Paul began to notice familiar landmarks despite being hundreds of meters in the air. He was briefly tempted to ask Ganyu to land but knew he could always take in the scenery once he had met with his parents, siblings, and, most importantly, his kids.&nbsp;
Feeling a faint trembling in Paul's body, Venti's expression softened as she squeezed his hand and whispered, "It'll be fine. Things might be a little awkward initially, but the bond between parent and child is one of the most powerful. You never willfully abandoned them, so you need not feel guilty for missing the first few years of their life..."
Though he could have done without Venti's final remark, Paul returned a smile as he stared off toward the horizon. It was still a little difficult for him to reconcile the fact he was the father of two kids, but he believed everything would work out so long as he made an effort...
With such thoughts on his mind, Paul did his best to appear calm even as a familiar estate came into view a few minutes later. A loud ringing sound began to echo as the sentries stationed around the region took notice of Ganyu's approach, but there was no way they could shoot her down with conventional bows and weapons. A Saint-Ranked Mage tried to scare her away with a violent bolt of electricity, but it completely missed its mark as she flew over the defensive line and left them well in her wake.
As if more than a few seconds of silence would kill her, Venti adopted a cheeky smile as she playfully inquired, "Think we should have written a letter to inform them of our arrival~?"
Though he actually thought it was a pretty good idea, Paul rolled his eyes before saying, "We're about to land. Things should settle down once they realize who we are, but I'll be relying on you to create a barrier to ward off any stray spells or arrows.
"Sure, sure, leave it to me~!"
Since Paul had been supplying her with an abundance of 'energy' these past few weeks, Venti felt like she could even produce a hurricane if she pushed herself. She would never perform such a destructive act willfully, but it didn't change the fact she could.
As Ganyu drew closer to the ground, a luminous green tempest began to swirl around her. There were no attacks incoming, but Venti continued to channel more energy into the barrier as it was a convenient excuse to get Paul to pamper her once things settled down. He might act standoffish at times, but she knew he liked spending time with her.
Due to the invisible barrier surrounding the Estate, Ganyu was forced to land outside the fortress-like walls. Qilin's actually possessed the innate ability to pass through such obstructions, but the same couldn't be said for the people riding on her back.&nbsp;
The moment Ganyu landed, a group of soldiers began firing ballista at her while those with more superhuman attributes charged over with the intent to encircle her. Paul immediately spotted Sword Saint Earhart, his father's personal bodyguard, amongst the group, so he promptly called out to the man, shouting, "Sword Saint Earhart! Dual Saint Paul Greyrat and his Party have come to pay respects to the Lord of the Region. Stay your hand...!"
Though he didn't immediately recognize Paul due to the rather extreme changes in his appearance, Earhart raised his hand to compel his men to stand down. The presence of Ganyu made him more than a little nervous, but Paul's group had yet to actually attack. That was enough of a reason to, at the very least, hear them out.
As the barrier around Ganyu dissipated, Paul held up the sword his father had given him what now felt like a lifetime ago. It had been reforged twice since then, but the scabbard and, more importantly, the engraved seal of House Notos was still intact.
Furrowing his brows, Earhart tentatively approached Paul to get a better look at the seal. He had recognized the sword and scabbard the moment Paul held them up, but there was still a chance it was a forgery. The thing that settled the matter was the seal's reaction to the ring hanging around Earhart's neck.
Resisting the urge to kneel and immediately apologize, Earhart forced a frown as he narrowed his steely blue eyes and said, "You appear to be telling the truth...very well, I shall inform the Lord and Lady of your arrival. Whether or not they will see you, however, is up to them..."
Though he knew there was absolutely no chance of his Lord turning Paul away, Earhart still had to pretend to treat him coldly. Paul might not have been chased out of his home, but he was still an exile. If they gathered to celebrate his return like a hero, word would quickly reach the Captial. The King probably wouldn't care, but the First Prince would invariably make a big deal out of it.
Understanding what was going on, Paul simply nodded his head and said, "The my companions and I can only hope the Lord is in favor of receiving guests. Before that, I imagine your people will wish to process us? I don't particularly mind, but please inform them to keep their hands honest..."
Looking past Paul, Earhart noticed that every member of the former Lordling's entourage was among the most beautiful women he had ever seen. It wasn't difficult to imagine some of his less exemplary men trying to take liberties with them, so Earhart quickly nodded his head and said, "We'll have a group of Maids conduct their search. Rest assured, no harm will befall them under my watch..."
Though it didn't quite reach his eyes, Paul returned a friendly smile as he proffered forth his decoy sword. He knew Earhart would do his best, but Ningguang had informed him that there were at least twenty-three plants among the Estate's guards. They were mostly footsoldiers and choreboys that weren't allowed on the Estate grounds, but they were still loyal to the First Prince.
"That's great to hear, Sir Earhart. After all, even my weakest ally is a Fire Saint-Ranked Mage. I wouldn't want your men to lose their lives or limbs over a 'misunderstanding'..."
As the rumors of Paul's Party being comprised entirely of Saints had long reached the Milbots Region, Earhart didn't doubt the former's words in the slightest. Thus, after accepting Paul's sword, he quickly ordered someone to send for a specific Maid, a young, maroon-haired woman that Paul was intimately familiar with...
"Lilia..."
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Though she had rushed over to the inspection area at the mention of Paul's name, Lilia couldn't help frowning when she found herself in front of a man she had never met. He was tall and admittedly handsome, but those were far from the only traits she looked for in a man.
"Who are you to call my name so familiarly...?"
Adopting a wry, somewhat helpless smile, Paul countered, "Seriously? I know I've changed, but I shouldn't be unrecognizable. Besides, just look at the people around me. You should be able to recognize a few of them, right...?"
While maintaining a cautious expression, Lilia took a moment to inspect the group of girls surrounding Paul. She immediately recognized girls like Jean, Ei, and Eula, but the person who convinced her of Paul's words was Xinyan. Dark skin wasn't a particularly rare trait, but Lilia had never met a second person with natural streaks of red and orange in their hair. Xinyan also had a rather 'unique' sense of fashion, something that drew attention pretty much everywhere she went.
Realizing that the man across from her was, in fact, her Master, Lilia was about to bow as respectfully as she possibly could before Paul promptly interrupted her, stating, "I'm no longer the Heir Apparent of House Notos. Even if you feel you ought to, you need not bow to me. Rather, now that we're no long Master and servant, I'd like it if we could become friends..."
Though she felt compelled to refute and declare that he would always be her Master, Lilia stopped herself as she noticed the severity and caution in Paul's eyes. He had a friendly and easy-going smile on his face, but his balance and posture made it clear he hadn't lowered his guard.
"I see..."
Realizing what must be going on, Lilia's expression became serious as her amethyst-purple eyes flickered with comprehension. She didn't know the full details, but it was clear Paul didn't trust the men and women guarding the Estate. If someone were listening in and he attested to being the First Son of House Notos, it could lead to all kinds of problems for his parents, siblings, and...
Seeing a look of realization don on Lilia's face, a soft chuckle emanated from Paul's throat. Very few people, aside from the King's personal circle of friends and allies, knew the truth about the relationship between Paul and Reida. It was a closely guarded secret, so much so that Lilia had not been told the truth despite having a direct role in the twins' upbringing...
Exhaling a slightly annoyed sigh, Lilia muttered, "I knew it..." before giving Paul a borderline death stare as she added, "You need to leave. Someone else will search you in another room. Leave these girls to us."
"Yeah, yeah, I know..."
Raising his hands in a gesture of mock-defeat, Paul made his way out of the holding room. Earhart and a trio of Knights were waiting out in the hall for him, so he let them escort him one room over before stripping down to his skivvies. He would ordinarily be required to remove even that, but the men Earhart had tasked to search him were loyalists who respected him a great deal.
What Paul never expected was for a disturbance to occur just as he had finished stripping. The guards didn't even have the time to go through his pockets before the familiar voice of a woman could be heard shouting for people to get out of the way. Shivers immediately ran up Paul's spine, but before he could even think to hide, the reinforced metal door to the room was practically knocked off its hinges as a buxom woman with pale green eyes and wavy, honey-blonde hair barged into the room.
As Paul was screaming 'oh shit' in his mind, the woman, none other than his Mother, looked toward Earhart and stated, "Captain Earhart, you and your men are excused. My son may have relinquished his status, but he has more than earned the right to be treated with dignity and respect. I'll handle things from here."
Though it was a complete breach of protocol, Earhart didn't hesitate to thump his chest and reply, "By your will, My Lady...!" before immediately moving to carry out her orders.&nbsp;
As Earhart and his men gathered their things and rushed out of the room, Valentine stood off to the side in a very regal manner, hands folded over her lap and a faint smile on her face. Once they were gone, however, she promptly shut the door behind them before looking towards Paul with an almost predatory look on her face...
"You left without saying goodbye..."
Forcing a smile, Paul attempted to excuse his actions by stating, "I never left. I knew I would forever remain in your heart, and you never once left mine. Why say goodbye when we never actually parted...?"
Though she had anticipated that Paul would try to disarm her with flowery words, Valentine's mental faculties ground to a halt when she heard what he had to say. Then, as if it were the most natural thing to do, she lowered her gaze to his nearly naked body, unabashedly admiring it with a longing expression on her face as she said, "You've grown so much..."
Just as the goosebumps on his skin had started to settle, Paul developed a fresh layer as Valentine raised her gaze to meet his, a sad yet hopeful smile forming across her face as she spread her arms and added, "But no matter how much you grow, you're still my Little Sun...right?"
Ignoring the alarm bells sounding in his mind, Paul's expression softened as he replied, "Always..." in a sincere tone. His relationship with Valentine had always made him a little uncomfortable, but she was the only Mother he had ever truly known. As for her propensity to kiss him on the lips and smother him in her bosom...well, every culture had its traditions...
While repeating those words like a mantra within his mind, Paul offered no meaningful resistance as Valentine approached, grabbed the sides of his head, and pulled him into a less than chaste kiss. She also leaned her full weight against him, her G, maybe E-Cup breasts squishing against him as she licked the interior of his mouth and suckled his tongue.
Entirely against his will, Paul's not-so-little brother promptly raised his head to see what all the fuss was about. Valentine immediately noticed this, but instead of ceasing her actions or getting offended, an amused chuckle emanated from her throat as she retracted her lips long enough to whisper, "I am willing to give my everything for my children...but I still love your Father. I could never betray him in such a manner..."
Leaving Paul feeling more than a little confused, Valentine accompanied her words by drawing her hips flush with his own, a perceptible warmth transmitting through the fabric of her dress as she began to grind against him. Then, as if to prevent his protest, she started kissing him with even greater intensity and passion than before.
Though he initially held his hands out and away from Valentine's body, it didn't take long for Paul to reach around and grasp her surprisingly toned ass. Another amused chuckle emanated from her throat, but this time she didn't say anything until she eventually had to stop to gasp for air.
Staring into Paul's face with her hazy green eyes, Valentine could see the barely restrained passion in her son's gaze. Unfortunately, no matter how much her body craved their union, she knew that some lines should never be crossed. So long as they didn't go too much farther, they could excuse their behavior as having a particularly strong bond between Mother and son. Such 'bonds' weren't uncommon among the Nobility, so, as long as they drew the line before sex, Valentine didn't mind if Paul wanted to do more...
Reinforcing this sentiment, Valentine squinted her eyes lovingly as she said, "I can use my mouth and breasts...but you'll have to make sure it doesn't get on my dress..."
Hearing Valentine's suggestion, Paul immediately came to his senses, instinctually grabbing the woman's shoulders as he forced a smile and asserted, "We should stop...I would be pissed beyond reconciliation if Father did this to one of my women, so let's end things here..."
Instead of expressing disappointment at Paul's words, Valentine adopted an approving smile as she replied, "It's good that you know when to stop. That's one of the most important things to learn when transitioning from a child into adulthood. You really have grown..."
Releasing her almost vice-like grip on Paul's head, Valentine took a step back before adding, "You really are your Father's son..." as she eyed the rather sizeable tent he was pitching. This caused the smile on Paul's face to turn even wrier, but he made no attempts to conceal himself from view. He had just spent the last three, maybe even five minutes grinding against his own Mother; acting like he had any sense of shame at this point would just be stupid...
After suppressing the urge to ask if Paul was certain about not wanting to use her mouth, Valentine corrected her posture and said, "I'll be waiting in the next room. When you're ready, I'll escort you and your friends into the Estate. There is something the Lord, your Father, wishes to discuss before you meet Aiden and Aria."
Blinking in surprise, Paul asked, "Aiden and Aria? Are those the names of my...?"
Nodding her head, the smile on Valentine's face blossomed like the first flower of Spring as she said, "You should prepare yourself. Aiden is even more talented than you were at his age. He is only two years old, but has demonstrated a tremendous intellect. Just recently, Lilia stumbled across him practicing elementary level Water Magic in your former study."
Though Valentine's words made him feel a strange sense of incongruency, Paul's smile widened as he asked, "Seriously? Don't tell her I said this, but I was a little worried that Reida's genes would make them musclebrains..."
After giggling in amusement, Valentine left Paul feeling a little speechless as she mused, "That would be Aria. She is as quiet and unassuming as a doll but possesses the strength to shift the furniture around her's and Aiden's room. She isn't lacking in cleverness, but it's apparent she got the lion's share of their strength while Aiden inherited his Father's incredible intellect..."
Smiling wryly, Paul resisted the urge to suggest he wasn't the prodigy people made him out to be. Instead, he said, "Great. I can't wait to meet them." before grabbing his trousers from the table. Valentine seized the opportunity to steal a glance at his butt, but Paul pretended not to notice as he started getting dressed. It was only when Valentine turned to leave that he looked over, his eyes widening as his Demon Eyes of X-Ray Vision allowed him to see her round, full, and bare-naked ass...
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After donning his clothes and intruding in on the conversation between his mother and the girls, Paul entered his former home for the first time in more than three years. Very little had changed since the last time he was there, the only notable difference being a severe reduction in the number of staff roaming the halls. There were still more than a hundred Maids and Butlers on duty, but that was a far cry from the literal thousands of people that had once occupied the now eerily silent Estate...
Before reaching the corridor connecting to his Father's office, Valentine stopped their little procession to say, "I wish to continue my conversation with your companions. I trust you still remember the way to your Father's office...?"
Nodding his head, Paul replied, "Yeah, I'll be fine." before seeing the girls off with a lingering stare and an ostensibly carefree smile. In actually, he was feeling increasingly anxious with each passing moment. Not because he was particularly afraid of his Father, but because it was kind of difficult to look someone directly in the eyes when you were grinding their girl just a few minutes prior...
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Upon reaching the door outside of Ningguang's office, Paul was greeted by a slender woman with short blue hair and golden eyes the moment he knocked. Her outfit resembled a dark-blue qipao with accents of gold and pale-blue waves creating a gradient near the hem. The fabric around her shoulders was a blue-tinged white, but the most prominent feature of the outfit was the triangular gap that displayed her modest cleavage and the 'very' high slit that ran up her thigh, nearly reaching her navel.
Adopting a cordial smile the moment she opened the door, Xingqiu said, "Ah, Master Paul. We have been expecting you." while inclining her body ever so slightly forward.
"We...?"
Instead of answering Paul's question, Xingqiu opened the door to reveal she wasn't the only person in Ningguang's office. A slender girl with pale, Cryo-blue hair and matching eyes was also present. Her outfit was nearly identical to Xingqiu's, but the colors were inverted, and she wore a dark-blue compression suit underneath. This created a pretty stark contrast to Xingqiu, who, as far as Paul could tell, was going commando.
Since Chongyun was one of only four girls he hadn't slept with yet, the other three being lolis, Paul immediately understood what was about to take place the moment Xingqiu opened the door.
Deciding to give the pale-haired woman a way out, Paul said, "We don't have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable..."
Shaking her head, Chongyun replied, "Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine. I've already delayed things long enough as is..."
To demonstrate her 'resolve,' Chongyun pulled aside the slit in her dress to reveal a rather incredible sight. Her compression suit was undoubtedly intended to protect against direct contact, but a hole had been sewn into the crotch area. It created a rather stark contrast between her incredibly fair skin and the navy-blue fabric covering most of her body.
Not wanting to squander Chongyun's resolve, Paul reached up to begin unbuttoning his tunic. When he did, Xingqiu stepped forward, her bright golden eyes slightly upturned as she said, "Please, allow me..."
Adopting a slightly wry smile, Paul replied, "Sure..." before spreading his arms slightly to make it easier to slip off his tunic. Xingqiu was one of the few people in her and Chongyun's situation who seemed unaffected by her change in gender. Even when Xiangling and Xinyan used to dress her up like a doll, she was rarely without a friendly smile on her face.
What Paul didn't expect was for Chongyun to come over and join Xingqiu in removing his clothes. She and Xingqiu were extremely close, so Paul imagined she was thinking something along the lines of not being able to stand by and watch as her friend did all the work.&nbsp;
Though Chongyun's actions were more than a little awkward, she didn't appear particularly nervous. Instead, she wore an expression reminiscent of Eula's, a mask of calm that was only slightly undermined by the shaking of her fingers.
Freeing Paul from his thoughts, Chongyun surprised him by whispering, "I have decided on my alias..."
"Oh...?"
Nodding her head, Chongyun lowered her gaze as she answered, "You can call me Yunyun..." in a meek tone of voice.
Though he was tempted to ask why she didn't just go with Yun, meaning cloud, Paul nodded his head and said, "It suits you." in a supportive tone.&nbsp;
Adopting the faintest of smiles, Chongyun, now Yunyun, replied, "Thanks. Xingqiu and my Aunt, Shenhe, helped me pick it..." in a soft tone.
"Ah..."
As the image of the silver-haired Adepti's Disciple appeared in his mind, Paul's not-so-little brother promptly stirred awake. Xingqiu removing his belt was part of the reason, but the rest was due to a memory of him slipping his hands into the conveniently placed gaps in Shenhe's outfit...
"Oh, my..."
As she had knelt down to remove Paul's trouser, Xingqiu got a face full of the rather sizeable tent he was pitching. A faint blush immediately spread through her cheeks before she looked up at Paul and tentatively inquired, "May I...?" in an entreating tone.&nbsp;
Nodding his head, Paul replied, "Of course..." in a quiet yet deep tone as he habitually placed his hand on Xingqiu's head. Then, as Yunyun's cat-like pupils contracted noticeably, Xingqiu pulled down Paul's boxer-like shorts before bringing her lips to the tip of his glans.
As Yunyun watched on with an expression of disbelief, Xingqiu gathered spit in her mouth as she began slowly bobbing her head, each movement bringing her mouth closer to the base of Paul's cock. That was more than enough to give Yunyun reason for pause, but Xingqiu was still just getting started as she stopped just long enough to comb back her bangs before slowly and resolutely drawing her face forward...
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After leaving Xingqiu and Yunyun in a state where they could only think about kissing one another, Paul made his way through the halls of the underground bunker with a wry smile as several girls turned their heads to follow him. He had only given himself a cursory cleaning after he had finished with the two friends, so a heavy aroma of sex followed him as he made his way towards his penultimate destination.
"Surprise~!!!!"
Upon speaking the password and entering into the showroom, Paul was 'surprised' to find nearly everyone he had summoned via the IOF waiting for him. He also spotted Amalie, Minne, and Lamilette in attendance, but that wasn't too unexpected. What did surprise him was how some of the girls were arranged...
"What the actual fuck...?"
With few exceptions, most of the girls had gathered to form a circle with their exposed asses pointing inward. A padded support beam had been erected for them to lean on, while some of the shorter girls had on heels or stood atop platforms to ensure their asses were aligned with everyone else. A platform similar to a dumbwaiter had been placed at the center of the circle, while Ningguang stood off to the side next to a roulette wheel marked with numbers and times.
After giggling in amusement at Paul's stupefied reaction, Ningguang went on to explain, "Before we proceed to the main event, we decided to play a little game to help you determine who would be accompanying you during your travels. It was apparent to everyone you were having a little trouble, so we came up with this method to keep things 'relatively' fair..."
Spinning the roulette wheel at her side, Ningguang waited for it to begin slowing before adding, "Starting from the woman of your choosing, we'll spin the wheel to determine the number of thrusts or the amount of time you have to release your seed inside of them. If the number is achieved or the time runs out, you have the option of moving counter or clockwise. So long as you continue moving in the chosen direction from start to finish, it doesn't really matter which."
With the roulette stopping on a slice depicting 3m, Ningguang's brows raised ever so slightly as she remarked, "Oh, my...three minutes at the very start? Someone is about to feel both lucky and frustrated...that is, assuming our Master wishes to play~?"
Since he really had been struggling to choose who would accompany him during his journey, Paul only hesitated for a short while before nodding his head and saying, "I'll play."&nbsp;
Though he could travel with as many people as he wanted, Paul had long decided to try and limit his travel companions to six people. With Ei, Jean, and Ghislaine being pseudo-permanent members of his Party, that meant there were only three slots still available, two if he considered his promise with Fischl.
Fortunately, though Paul couldn't quite believe it when he first heard the news, Barbara had accepted a mission from Ningguang to travel East and attend the Milis Academy For Girls. The purported reason was to have her learn more advanced Healing Spells, but Paul was fairly certain her actual objective was to track down, befriend, and protect Zenith...
Entering the circle of full, pert, perky, soft, and incredibly tempting butts, Paul took a moment to both admire and burn the sight into his eyes before approaching one of the smaller yet still tanalizing bottoms.
"Nyaaa~!?"
Though she had been wagging her butt to try and entice him, Diona didn't expect Paul to actually start with her. She knew this ultimately decreased her chances of being selected to accompany him, but her bottom just felt so 'lonely' when Paul was around and not inside of her.
Since it had already been decided that she would be accompanying Paul as a mode of transport, Ganyu was one of the few girls outside the circle. She also had a flawless internal clock, so it was her responsibility to keep track of the time and ensure the integrity of the game's rules.
Unfortunately for Diona, Paul generally took longer than three minutes to blow his load. He made an earnest effort, but Diona had actually shot herself in the foot by willfully tensing the muscles in her abdomen to try and stimulate him. She was already the tightest girl present, so Paul had to slow his movements quite a bit to avoid injuring her.
As much as he had overcome his trepidations towards petite and slender girls, seeing Diona's vagina beginning to turn inside out as it clung to him was more than enough reason to give Paul pause. Doujins made it out to be the apex of pleasure, but a spontaneous vaginal prolapse was actually on par with childbirth in terms of pain. At the very least, Lisa made sure to drill that knowledge into Paul's and Roxy's heads during their 'lessons'...
Moving on from Diona, Paul gave Razor an apologetic smile before moving in the opposite direction and positioning himself behind Xinyan's pert and perky brown bottom. While he had developed a fondness for Razor during their time up North, the roulette wheel just so happened to land on one of the two 'grand prize,' a total of 300 thrusts.
Though Paul had never kept track of the number of times he thrust before busting a nut, two hundred sounded like a lot. With his inordinate size and girth, it generally took around a second to execute a good, solid thrust. If his partner worked with him, they could average around 50-60 pumps per minute. More if he went 'beast mode.'
Feeling Paul grasp her waist, a bashful yet excited expression appeared on Xinyan's face. She was generally a very outgoing girl, even going so far as to prank people in the bath, but that all changed during sex. Instead of a brave and gutsy girl with a tantalizing skin tone and a fiery hairstyle, her character during sex was quiet and submissive. She seldom said anything, but her reactions were incredibly honest, and she would always, and Paul really did mean 'always,' do what she was told...
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After making the rounds, quite literally, it was decided that the final three members of Paul's Party would be Venti, Eula, and, thanks to her winning the 'jackpot' just after he was finished with Diona, Xinyan. The diminutive cat girl had left the tip of his dick feeling tender, so he didn't even make it a full 100 thrusts before painting Xinyan's insides, thighs, and chocolatey ass white.
What left Paul feeling a little speechless was the expectation he had to keep going until he reached the requisite number of thrusts. Thus, rather than cumming in her a single time, he ended up unleashing a second load into Xinyan's depths before finally moving on to Amber. Unfortunately for the latter, the roulette afforded her a meager ten thrusts before Paul had to move on. Yanfei, Yaoyao, and Kaeda(Kazuha) experienced similar luck before Paul eventually reached an ass that was wiggling even more than Diona's had been. He had already known who it belonged to before he got to it, but Paul would have been able to identify the greedy bottom even if its owner had been wearing a bag over her head.
"Ehe~."
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Chapter 122: MI122: Returning Home