The Gamer Chapter 2149 – Bread and Circus
by Funatic“You want me to do WHAT?!” Eliana screeched.
The nervous exclamation was immediately followed by a giggle. As it always was when she was trusted with something, the pretty little psycho was simultaneously aghast and flattered by the suggestion. She squirmed in her seat, grinning all the while. Velka shifted her head, still getting her ears scratched by the blood mage.
“I want you to go to Ternate and just… hold an open court,” John repeated his suggestion. “Listen to the concerns of the locals, see if you want to support any of them, be a good Samaritan on a few local issues, just push out there that the Fusion Empire is good to those that play ball with us. Positively flood them with wealth if you have to.”
“Okay, so I am going to be the fudging armcandy for you on-“
“No,” John interrupted her calmly but insistently. “Repeat what I actually said.”
“That is what you actually said, because if you said what my lying-ass ears fucking picked up, you are more crazy than a beaver that builds porn shacks for hardcore eagle BDSM.”
John laughed. “I am happy to hear your creative insult muscle hasn’t atrophied.”
“Fuck you, cum-dispenser!” Eliana realized how agitated she was getting and took a few seconds to calm back down. “What I am saying, you cu-…dgel is that I can’t believe you suggested I…!” She took a poignant pause to gesture at herself. “…should LEAD…!” She paused again, this time because Velka grabbed her raised hand with her beak, pulling it back to head-scratching position. “…a fucking diplomatic effort. Do you want everyone to hate Fusion?”
“No, I want everyone to love Fusion, that’s why I am sending you.”
“Asshole!”
John allowed himself one more chuckle before he stopped teasing her. The Couch morphed to facilitate him sitting down next to his pretty little psycho. Annoyed, she tilted away from him. “I think you can do it,” he encouraged her. “You won’t be without support. Gale will be with you, at a minimum.”
That immediately served to relax the blood mage. She glanced his way a couple of times. Velka still purred, unperturbed by this entire discussion. “Do you really think it’s a good idea?” she muttered.
“I am convinced it is,” John assured her. “I need to pull you out of your comfort zone to learn. Unless you want to stop on this path, this is the proper next step.”
Shaking her head, Eliana made her stance clear. “I’m not turning around this fast… I am going to be fudging useful and I am going to like it!” Nia and Undine exchange a smile at the pretty little psycho’s declaration. “You hear that, Velka?” Eliana squished the Magryph’s cheeks. “We’re going to Ternate.”
Velka warbled.
Nia squeaked. “You are taking her?”
“Of flipping course, I am.” The fully grown Magryph jumped up into Eliana’s lap… and chest. Velka was practically as long as Eliana was tall, so she buried the Lady Sanguine. Chin on a folded wing, Eliana scratched the flank of her favourite pet. “If I am dealing with retaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…” she stopped herself, then cleared her throat, “regarded people all day for however long this stupid journey is going to take, then I will need an emotional support animal.”
Velka meowed, as if to say ‘Me!’.
“You can go along too,” John spoke to Nia’s thoughts.
“Who decided the creepy blonde bitch can come along with my state visit?!” Eliana declared, even as she answered Nia’s descent with a half hug. “This is… totally… against my… will…!” Protests weakened by repeated kisses with the pariah were promptly ignored.
John chuckled, put his own kiss on Eliana’s cheek, then stood up. He had another idea spawned earlier to discuss with other members of his harem.
Said other members weren’t far. It was the evening and the harem was trickling back into their apartment. An apartment he still had to overhaul. He had promised he would during their stay in Austria and he had the time to these days. He probably would do it during the Guild Hall relocation, just get all of that knocked out on the same day.
“Scarlett, Jane, Momo, a word, please,” he requested.
Jane stopped making out with the fairy maid. Utterly lost in her own world, Momo didn’t even realize that John was standing next to her until the lewd string of saliva between their tongues broke. “Sure thing, tiger?” his first wife responded with a bit of confusion, lifting her pristine posterior off Scarlett’s face.
“I wasn’t even halfway smothered,” the feisty brat stated.
Jane did the redhead the favour of dropping back down and really rubbing her crotch in her face. It wasn’t even an act of pleasure, just of reminding the subby technomancer who was the boss. When she raised her hips again, Scarlett was panting.
Jane dropped down next to Momo. Scarlett sat upright. The two brats found themselves with the Foremost Voice of the Imperial Choir putting her arms around their waists and pulling them close. Without a second’s hesitation, she started fingering both of them. Scarlett and Momo alike blushed, stunned into bashful silence by the feline Lightbearer living her best life.
The Gamer was just about to complain about being left out of all of this when he felt a huge pair of tits on his back. “I got you, stud.” Salamander’s hot breath caressed his ear, while her hand seized his pulsing erection. He groaned, the hours just kissing and cuddling Nia manifesting in quite the sensitive member.
“Ya know, ya get reach-arounds pretty rarely,” Jane pointed out.
“I usually like to… focus on the woman I am fucking…” John groaned.
“I think you can focus on me perfectly fine without seeing me,” Salamander whispered, her enormous breasts squishing a little harder against his back.
“Ya two aren’t gonna let me watch my husband get jerked off without getting my kitty pet, are ya?” Jane asked the bottom-heavy duo on either side of her.
“No, Mistress,” Momo moaned.
“If you insist…” Scarlett grumbled, not as far along on the brat breaking.
The support maid’s fingers curled into the first of the harem, while Scarlett’s robotic digits stimulated the dominant woman’s clit with mechanical precision. “Good girls…” Jane cooed and closed her eyes. “So, what’s up?”
“I’d like to organize a tournament,” he said.
“Another one of those?” Momo asked, summoning her attitude to deal with him. “Do we need to find more elite fighters or somethinghhhhhh!” The fairy maid writhed wantonly when Jane pinched and twisted one of the pale pink crowns on her flat chest.
“What… mhm…” Jane moaned, her hips slightly bucking into the combined touch of her assistants. “…kind of tournament?”
“Intra-harem combat,” John said. “Idea being to show off everyone’s fighting prowess. The idea is to…” His voice hitched. Salamander’s precum-soaked hand polished the sensitive head. “…both show new Awakened that we are strong and to… deter other forces from attacking us. A bit of circus.”
“Definitely a worthwhile event toooooooo…” Scarlett’s flat delivery was immediately compromised by Jane’s fingertips rapidly flicking her unhooded clit, “fill – our – free – time – with!” Each word was pushed out carefully.
“Y-yeah,” Momo stammered in agreement.
With a casual grunt, John came. Cackling, Salamander looked over his shoulder, stroking him rapidly, then slower and slower as the ropes of cum rained down on the trio in front of him. Legs spread and backs arched, they caught as much of the enormous load as possible on their curves. What followed was utter depravity.
Running their hands over one another, Jane, Scarlett and Momo smeared the sticky white all over each other. Soaked fingers pushed into mouths and pussies, bringing the orgasm-inducing seed to where it could unfold its effects. They twitched and gasped, bringing each other to a series of micro-climaxes from the miniscule individual doses each fingering brought.
“Fuck…” John muttered. The entire display left him more horny than he was before Salamander started stroking him. Smugly and content, Jane grinned up at him. She was not willing to forego her current position.
Well, Salamander deserved her reward anyhow. He turned his head, pressing a kiss on her red lips, then guided her to the Couch. She fell into the reshaping cushions, immediately spreading her legs. He entered her in a smooth, descending thrust. The embrace and the leisurely pace he set kept his mind clear enough to continue the conversation.
“Single elimination format,” he continued explaining his idea. “Every non-pregnant haremette participates – and me, of course. We fight with all our powers except any hidden aces nor do we use anything that would incapacitate us for more than a day.”
“Victor gets to dom the loser after?” Jane asked.
“Sure,” John was quick to agree. He had watched his share of oil wrestling porn with that premise and he always found it hot inside the harem. “We’ll keep that to the Sex Dungeon afterwards though. This is supposed to be a serious enough event.”
“When and where?” Momo asked. Though her voice remained heavy with lust, she was at least focused enough to get to the point now. “If it’s just us, we can probably organize it pretty quickly…”
“A couple of days after the relocation, optimally,” John said. “Near the Guild Hall but not in it. Lee would have to put something together.”
“We can arrange that,” Scarlett stated. “I can put my media team to the task, provided Thorne gets the monetization rights?”
“The stream should be universally available,” John cautioned.
“Advertisements and viewing parties will get me enough money back.”
“Then we can do it like that,” John agreed.
“I fucking love the sounds of all of this,” Salamander moaned. “Fighting each other sounds entertaining as hell!”
John was absorbed by the back and forth of her tits for a moment, then Scarlett grabbed his attention again. “You said all unbred haremettes,” she said. “Including the non-combatants?”
“Yes. I think it would serve us well to show that even our weakest can still fight fiercely,” John answered. “Plus, experience is good for everyone.”
That had the trio’s agreement, though he still would need to bring it to the rest of the harem. No one would fight that didn’t want to. Ultimately, this was a project to kill time, gain experience and dazzle the Awakened. It might also have the added benefit of reminding powers that were considering siding with the Concord of War that Fusion had an absurdly powerful leadership.
John left Salamander panting and creampied. Once he was done with that, Jane similarly stopped toying with the two brats. Just one of those little mood changes common in their relationship. “Are ya gonna fit more grinding in there somewhere?” she asked.
“Hopefully after Eliana comes back from the trip we just planned,” John answered. “I’d like to get the Tournament of Prowess done before we face off against Remus.”
“Tournament here, Tournament there…” Momo mumbled. “I’d make the Romulus joke, but you probably did it in your head already.”
“Right when I had the idea.”
“You’re so predictable.”
“Thank you, I try, it’s the sign of a stable relationship.” John flashed her a broad grin. “Now, sexy as I found you ladies smearing yourself in my cum, I think you need a shower now.”
And into the shower they went.
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