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Unto the Ages: Chapter 147
🕑 Added 2025-01-18 19:41:19 +0000 UTCAfter everyone had settled down from the Blood Ascendent incident, it did not even take four months before Grud caught news of unrest happening in regions that were more than a month’s journey from his tribe, and some of the nearby smaller tribes started sending envoys to Grud and suggesting thing along the lines of tribal alliances, but Grud knew that what they were really asking for was protection.
This posed a problem for Grud, as his tribe was at the edge of the continent and rather isolated by the weather. The only way he could get any information was what his trade caravans heard when they traveled to the few tribes that had arrangements with him. So, he was not willing to agree to any tribal alliances on the off chance that he was being pulled into some situation he was not aware of, even if the envoys came with young women who were ‘willingly offered’ to be his family’s servants.
The only answer Grud gave them was that he would think about it. After the envoys left, leaving behind the young women offered as gifts, Grud assembled convoys of his men to go on a ‘trading expedition’, a month and a half-long journey to report the truth of the situation.
As for the young women gifted to him, there were seven of them. Four of them were daughters of their tribe’s chieftain, while the other three were the daughters of notable warriors or hunters in their respective tribes, all of them beauties in their own right, and it seemed that Grud’s taste in women was known far and wide because these seven young women were gifted in having meat in all the right areas.
But there was one thing in common with all of them. Whenever Grud so much as glanced at them, he could sense that they were afraid of him, and Grud wanted to get to the bottom of why they were afraid of him. So, he sent the two women who understood him best and were connected to him, Nita and Mita.
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In a waiting room of the building Grud used as his office to rule his chiefdom, seven women were talking with each other, exchanging what they knew of the chieftain they were gifted to and the rumors circulating about him.
“I heard that he was a huge man, but I did not expect him to be that big. Did any of you notice that the table and chair he was using was higher than what it should be?” one of the women asked the others and received nods from some while others thought back to when they were introduced and practically sold off by their tribes’ envoys for a ‘maybe’ answer.
“If he is that big, my uncle must have been telling the truth when he told all the children in the tribe that he saw Chieftain Grud throw men around like tossing pebbles during a battle.” another woman added to the rumor pile.
“If he is that big of a man… I wonder how big he is… down there.” the third woman piped up while instinctively reaching down to cover her crotch with a scared look on her face, “I feel tight with two fingers. I am scared of what will happen if he lays with us. For our tribes, we cannot say no if he asks for our bodies.”
Seeing that this has devolved into full-on girl talk, the others agreed with the sentiment while saying, “Same here.”, “I only dare to use one finger.”, “Have any of you ever tried with your butt?”, “Eww! No.”
“I heard from my mother that all of Chieftain Grud’s wives are always pregnant, and even after giving birth, a few days later, their bellies would look like they are about to give birth at any time again.” another woman said.
“That makes sense. I heard that he has over a hundred children. I also heard some of his wives are well past the birthing age but still conceive and give birth as easily as any woman our age. Maybe that's why he has so many children.” Another woman spoke up.
“Impossible!” another woman said, “No woman can survive that many births. I heard rumors that he had laid with half the women in the tribe. How else could he have so many children?”
But before the discussion of Grud’s progeny escalated any further, two short women entered the waiting room. One was an olive-skinned goddess of beauty with black hair, who had slim arms and waist, but in contrast, had gigantic breasts that were barely being held above her bellybutton by a custom bra, and even through her linen dress, it was obvious that much of her breasts were spilling out the top and sides.
When the seven women’s gaze went lower, they saw her hips were well in proportion with her breasts, and those hips led down to thick yet well-toned thighs, and when the olive-skinned woman turned around to close the door, they could see the fabric of her caught in her butt cheeks, revealing a firm and well-rounded ass.
Beside the olive-skinned woman was another woman who was the spitting image of the olive-skinned woman in face and body. The only difference was that she had platinum blond hair, fair pale skin that looked like it had never been touched by the sun, and lastly, pointed and elongated ears.
It was only after considering all these attributes that the seven women recognized these two women as Nita and Mita, the twin matriarchs of the Rock Claw Chiefdom. They had only heard of their beauty, but seeing it in person was a different story. They were so beautiful that the seven women subconsciously thought of them as a totally different species so that they would not become jealous. The next thing some of them began to think about was how it was possible these small women were having sex with a man so much bigger than them.
It was only when Nita cleared her throat that the young women got a hold of themselves, and they all stood up and bowed, “We greet the Matrons of the Rock Claw Chiefdom.”
Nita and Mita nodded to acknowledge their greeting and gestured for them to take a seat. When all of them were seated, Mita started off the conversation, “Our husband notices that you are all troubled or worried about something to do with him.” at this statement, the seven women rushed to deny it, but Mita raised her hand to silence them, “We understand that many rumors are going around about our husband, and now that you are here, it would be rude and even insulting to send you back to your tribes or marry you off to someone else. So our husband sent us to assuage your worries. If you have any questions, please ask.”
After a while of stewing in silence, one of the women asked, “Would we spend the rest of our days pregnant? We heard that most of chieftain Grud’s wives are pregnant almost all year, every year.”
Nita nodded. Being the first wife and the one who had given birth to the most children in the harem, she understood the inconveniences of being perpetually pregnant. “Years ago, I would have said yes. Our husband is extremely virile, and his seed has never failed to impregnate a woman. Despite knowing that we would gladly become pregnant, we willingly let him breed us. He just makes us feel that good. Now, with the contraceptive tea available to us, becoming pregnant is up to you, but there are times when we become pregnant despite the contraceptive tea.”
After some time of letting Nita’s words sink in, the woman who first brought up the worry about Grud’s size asked, “Emm… sorry if I am being rude, but I am worried. We have heard things about your husband’s… thing… down there… I heard that it is the size of a horse. Is that true?”
Nita and Mita looked at each other and smiled, followed by Mita saying, “That is just an unfounded rumor.” this statement made the seven young women sigh in relief just before Nita added, “That’s right, our husband’s penis is bigger and more majestic than a horse’s, and the amount of seed he produces puts a whole stable of horses to shame.” she proclaimed proudly.
Hearing this, the young women turned pale as Mita continued, “There is nothing to worry about,” Mita said as she brought her legs up on her seat and started hiking up her skirt, “Your bodies were made to take in our husband. If a baby can come out, his penis can go in.”
By the end of her sentence, Mita had unashamedly exposed her vagina to the young women before her, “See, we have taken our husband’s huge rod for years, rarely missing a day. Do you see any damage?” she asked the young women while spreading her vagina. And from what they could see, besides missing her hymen, her vagina was in pristine condition. There was no stretching or extra ‘beef curtains’ they had seen when bathing with the married women in their tribes. What they did not know was that it was only possible due to the rejuvenative properties of Gurd’s cum, keeping them tight and supple, inside and out.
Wanting to give further proof to assure them of their future well-being, Nita hiked up her skirt and spread open her vagina for these young women to see. She knew that it was only a matter of time before these young women would become her sister-wives, so she saw no issue showing them.
The seven young women were stunned and flustered by these two goddesses of beauty suddenly exposing their most intimate parts to them, but even then, they could not turn away, that was when one of the women noticed something she and the six other virgins in the room saw but did not know what it was, all they know was they it was not something produced by the female body, “What is that sticky looking white stuff in your vaginas?”
Nita and Mita looked at each other and smiled again. They had just unleashed their secret weapon, and they knew that they had just ensnared seven more warm bodies to warm up the harem in this cold time.
“That is our husband’s seed, freshly pumped into us this morning.” Nita said, and it was at this time that the pungent smell of Grud’s cum wafted from Nita and Mita’s pussies over to the young women, the sex pheromones in making them lightheaded.
When Grud’s wives saw the young women’s eyes become hazy, Mita said in her sweetest voice, “Smells intoxicating, does it not? What you don’t know is that it tastes better than it smells. Come closer and dig some out. There is more than enough for everyone.” Mita said as she and her sister-wife pressed their bellies where their wombs were. This squeezed out some of the semen stored in their wombs, making it easily accessible to the easily suggestible young women to dip their fingers inside to scoop out some semen.
Even in this hazy-minded state, the seven young women knew who was before them and roughly what they were doing. Even when their minds told them that what they were about to do was inappropriate and disrespectful to the two matrons of the Rock Claw Chiefdom, they were asked to do it by those same matrons, so it must be okay, right?
After a few seconds of hesitation, one hand reached forward and, with two fingers, dug out a glop of semen from Mita’s spread-open vagina, making Mita moan a little. Soon after, more fingers followed and dug into Nita and Mita’s open pussies to scoop out their husband’s thick seed.
When the young women put their cum covered fingers into their mouths, as their womanly instincts screamed at them to do, the sex pheromones packed in Grud’s semen went to work, and the seven virgins who never climaxed in their lives, squirted themselves to the point of passing out.
Nita and Mita looked down at their conquered women and went to find their sister-wives to help bring their soon-to-be sister-wives home.
