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Unto the Ages: Chapter 152
🕑 Added 2025-02-22 16:18:48 +0000 UTCAs the hoard of hunters made their way home, wagons from different tribes, all laden with mammoth parts, even the innards, started splitting off as they neared their respective tribes.
All this time, Grud had been sitting on a wagon from his tribe that was currently carrying the massive skull of a mammoth. He had his eyes closed in concentration as he sensed the ripples of vibrations he felt through his feet.
With his feet on the carriage, he could visualize every angle and crevice of the wagon and its contents. Every crunch of snow against the wagon wheels and every bump on the earth beneath the snow refreshed his vision of the wagon in his mind.
Additionally, he could sense the vibrations from several meters around the wagon, which worked perfectly for Grud. It was so much better than having his feet directly on the ground because, if his feet were directly on the ground, Grud felt he would be overwhelmed by the vibrations from the hundreds of hunters walking around him, the clumps of snow falling from the trees, and, surprisingly to Grud, the life thriving beneath their feet hiding away from the harsh winter. It seemed that all sorts of rodents and small critters survived by munching on roots and bugs hidden under the earth.
With his Seismic Sensitivity muffled by having a wagon between him and the ground, Grud spent the days traveling home to get a sense for this new sense. He first tried doing what he did for his eyes to change between different visions, but no matter what muscle he flexed in his body, he could not turn off this sense.
The next thing Grud tried was muffling the vibrations he was sensing through his feet. Through trial and error, Grud had noticed that his sense of vibration was so much clearer and a lot further with his bare feet touching the ground, but with his boar skin footwear, he noticed a reduction in the range and clarity of the vibrations he was sensing. So, seeing that they had recently come into a lot of mammoth hide, Grud took a bunch of scraps that were trimmed off the hide and tied them to the bottom of his footwear.
With the extra padding beneath his feet, Grud saw a massive reduction of his sensory range but still did not manage to off his ability.
Seeing that internal and external methods to off his Seismic Sensitivity had failed, Grud now turned to the mental solution. As he sat on the wagon, he concentrated as he did while training how to use his mana.
After a few days of meditation and getting nowhere, Grud chose the option he dreaded the most: the brute-force method. He was just going to need to get used to living with this extra sense, just as he eventually got used to all his other enhanced senses.
Resolute to get this over and done with as soon as possible, hopefully before he got home. Grud took off his footwear and hopped off the wagon to the confused look of the wagon driver, but he knew better than to ask what his superhuman monster of a chieftain was doing and kept his eyes on his horses.
Grud felt the chill of the snow on his feet, but at this point, with all his mutations, this was but a small chill that he would get used to. As Grud walked, he kept a hand on the side of the wagon to keep him from falling over from vertigo as the hundreds of vibrations around him bombarded him.
For the first day of walking beside the wagon, Grud had to do it with his eyes closed so there was only one vision in his mind of what was going on around him. On the second day, he tried to keep his eyes open as much as possible, but he almost fell over dozens of times from the vertigo of two different visions of his surroundings, one of what he could see with his eyes, the other was a ripple world of vibrations. But he powered through until they broke for camp at night.
At the end of the second day, Grud was so mentally tired that he did not feel horny despite his blue balls and fell asleep the moment his tent was set up for him.
As he slept at night, the mutating agent in his body responded to the stress Grud was experiencing and got to work. New synaptic links were formed, and synaptic links that were starting to form from the mental stress were strengthened.
When Grud got up the next morning and put his foot on the ground, he mentally saw a ripple his footstep made and felt the many ripples of the waking camp feedback to him. But unlike the past few days since he got his Seismic Sensitivity, what he saw with his eyes and the vibrations he sensed matched up almost perfectly, significantly reducing the vertigo.
As Grud went for a slow test walk, he noted that this state of sensing the world around him was going to take a while to get used to, but he thought that if a bunch of mammoths could do it, so could he.
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Grud and his men returned to his chiefdom to cheers. The men ran to their families, and Grud did the same. After all the hugs and kisses were over, Grud gathered the men to start distributing the spoils of the hunt.
When all the meat and other mammoth byproducts were distributed, it turned out that many of Grud’s sons had joined in on the hunt, and with all the meat they got combined, that added up to quite a lot.
This made for a good excuse for the family to get together, so when one of Grud’s older sons suggested this to Grud, he was more than happy to agree to something that lifted the spirit in these cold and harsh times and told them to gather their families at his place for a reunion dinner.
When afternoon rolled around, Grud's sons and daughters started arriving at his huge estate, which could easily be classified as a small palace. Over the years, Grud and his wives added more rooms and features to facilitate their hobbies or businesses. These additions effectively doubled the space of the original building Nita commissioned while Grud was away, making Grud’s home a good place for a gathering, especially for a family as huge as Grud’s.
When they arrived, Grud’s children went to greet their birth mothers and the other mothers who raised them while showing off their children to Grud and his wives. After everyone who should have been there arrived, the men passed a portion of their hunt to the women in the kitchen. The men went to prepare the rest of the house for dinner, while the women went to the kitchen to start dinner preparations.
While so many of his family were here, Grud decided that this was a good time to get a head count of his family. When he suggested that, Nita threw in the idea of making a proper family tree.
After dinner, all the children went off to play and socialize while the adults cleared the huge dining table to use as a surface to draw on with charcoal. This activity became a high point of the night as Grud and his many wives started writing down the names of their direct children and their spouses. This led to Grud’s children reminiscing and ribbing their siblings about the stupid things they did when they were younger.
After hours of drafting the family tree and accounting for his children who married out of the tribe and their spouses, they needed to join more dining tables together for the family tree. When the family tree was done to the best of everyone’s ability, Grud saw how his horny ways had made a family of just over four hundred people over three generations, with a fourth generation on the way. One of his grandchildren was pregnant and was going to give birth in a few months. Grud was going to be a Great Grandfather in his late forties.
As Grud looked on proudly at the product of his loins, he came to a sudden realization. ‘During this reunion, many of my grandchildren met for the first time… what will happen if my great-grandchildren meet for the first time and don't know they are related? They may get married and inbreed… this goes doubly for my children who married out of my tribe. We need to start documenting this family tree!’
Grud then brought up his concern with the rest of the family and came to an agreement to come and check the family tree to see if their children got involved with anyone in the future. The next day, Grud hired runners to the tribes his children married out to in order to get an accurate account of the rest of his family.
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When the reunion came to an end, Grud’s wives asked their older children to take in their younger brothers and sisters for the night on the count that things were going to get loud when they gave Grud a real “welcome back” in the bedroom tonight.
Knowing what's up, they agreed, and the house was empty save Grud and his wives. Grud had been hinting at his wives that he had something to show them at night and even refused quickies, handjobs, or blowjobs all day. This made all of his wives confused and even anxious at what their husband was going to reveal.
His harem became even more anxious when Grud refused to bathe with them to prepare for the night’s activity. He asked them to bathe first and not to peek at him as he washed himself.
When Grud was finally done with his bath, he stepped into the master bedroom to see all his wives in their skimpiest custom nightgowns and lingerie, and the only thing Grud had on was a towel wrapped around his waist, hiding his dangly bits.
Seeing his barreled chest and muscled body never failed to get his women hot and bothered as they started crawling out of bed to escort their husband into bed with them, but Grud raised his hand to stop them.
“Before I join you, I have a show to put on for all of you,” Grud said as something under his towel started rising and swerved from side to side like a snake. “We are going to have a Fun night.”
