ACR - Ch2

The four wolfgirls jumped in the air and turned to face him. Their jaws dropped.

A moment later, bestial grins crossed their faces. Their amber eyes glowed purple with the power of the Blight. Shadowy claws erupted from their otherwise human hands and feet.

The four of them dropped to all fours and shot across the clearing. In a heartbeat, the wolfgirls had closed half the distance between them and Lyle. They might be young, but they were still monstergirls.

Lyle’s crest lit up before they reached him, purple light emanating from within his armor. As the wolfgirls prepared to leap at him, vines formed from violet light erupted from the ground. They were restrained, but struggled.

They roared, howled, and screeched at him. Their fangs and teeth ripped uselessly at their magical restraints.

Lyle felt a constant pressure deep within him as they fought against his spell. It was intense, but nothing he couldn’t handle. These girls were all brawn.

But they were a lot of brawn. Given how young they looked, he had figured they couldn’t be too dangerous. But the magical resistance they had against his binding spell was equivalent to an experienced wolfgirl knight.

The corruption ran deep within these wolfgirls. If this was how dangerous even the youngest monstergirls were, now that he was beyond the wards, then he dreaded the threat that a truly powerful monstergirl posed. If he had to fight a dragon, lamia, or one of the Blight heralds…

“Well, I’m in too deep to back out,” Lyle muttered. He scratched his stubble and wondered how well the wards on his wagon scaled for the level of corruption he was already dealing with.

“You’re not in anywhere deep enough,” one of the wolfgirls whined, having overheard his muttering. “In fact, you’re not in at all. Fuck us~!”

He leveled a look at the girl, but she merely smirked back at him.

“It doesn’t matter how hard you resist. You’re here to mate, aren’t you? That’s why all you humans go past your big wall of light. You come out here to become our fuck toys, produce lots of puppies, and learn that there’s nothing more to life than cumming your brains out in our pussies,” the wolfgirl said.

She shifted within her restraints so that her crotch was facing Lyle and spread her pussy lips for emphasis. Juices poured out from it and dripped from her thighs for emphasis.

The other wolfgirls growled and giggled in symphony with their packmate. They began to finger themselves in turn, their eyes locked on Lyle.

“Give in,” another purred. “You know you want us to take you one-by-one. All you have to do is lie back and let us fuck your brains out. Then you’ll be our mate for life, just like mama’s.”

“I take it your mother kicked you out of your den recently,” Lyle said, ignoring their temptations.

After all, he had spent his life being seduced by monstergirls far sexier than these quadruplets. These girls still had a bit to fill out—Lyle preferred his women to be a bit thicker, particularly around the bottom. When quite literally every woman he met in his life asked him to fuck them for all eternity, the effect wore off unless they were literally the most beautiful woman in existence.

Unfortunately, his body didn’t get the memo. He felt distinctly uncomfortable beneath his armored crotch plate. Four naked, masturbating women still got him hard for some strange reason.

“She’s a jealous hag,” the lead wolfgirl said. Lyle wondered if she had a name, given she seemed to do most of the talking and had been the one to first spot him. “The moment we became old enough to think about puppies and take one look at papa, she threw us out of the den.”

“So we came here,” another chirped.

“Yup, we wanted a cute human or four from beyond the wall,” a third said.

The lead wolfgirl silenced her sisters with a look, clearly preferring to conduct negotiations herself. “As you saw yourself heading up here, the wastelands are fucking nuts. Everything out there is out to kill everything else. The harpies live on the borders and grab every human they can. And the monsters just appear out of nothing—I don’t even know why they have dicks if they don’t use them.”

“That’s the corruption at work,” Lyle said. “Monsters are created through several means. Either because a human male is corrupted and transformed into one; because of reproduction; or because living matter is filled with enough corruption from the Blight to produce another monster. We incinerate monsters with magic for that reason. Their corpses produce more monsters if left alone.”

“Well, you’re a fucking font of knowledge aren’t you,” the wolfgirl said. It took a moment for Lyle to realize she wasn’t insulting him, as she stared at him in surprise. “The humans I’ve met—assuming they still have any brains after being turned into human dildos—are usually pretty dumb.” She frowned. “You’re not here to mate, are you?”

The wolfgirls froze and stopped trying to seduce him. Slowly, their fangs and claws returned.

This could get bad. Lyle had enough power to keep them restrained, but he had other things in mind for some surprisingly eloquent wolfgirls. If they started fighting back, he’d be forced to kill them rather than merely burn a ton of magical energy.

“That depends,” Lyle said. The wolfgirls calmed down, but eyed him warily. “Do you have names? I’m Lyle. Lyle Torvil.”

“Not really,” the lead said. “Mama calls us the Vierfach. Call me Ein if you have to.” Then she points at each wolfgirl in turn and names them, “Those are Zwei, Drei, and Vier.”

Cute. They were literally named one to four in one of the languages of the continent. The Blight had destroyed many nations, but their peoples had survived. Ghraive contained refugees of all races and creeds, so Lyle had basic fluency in most languages spoken on the continent.

“You seem more mentally stable than I expected, given how corrupted you are,” Lyle said.

“Corrupted? I could pass as human if I hid my ears and tail,” Ein said, pouting.

“I can feel your corruption through my spell. If I wasn’t talking to you right now, I’d expect you to be a frothing, gibbering mass of lust, arm jammed halfway up your crotch while you tried everything to get at me,” Lyle said blandly.

Ein swallowed, her eyes locking onto Lyle’s. “Fuck. Your words are hot, even if your delivery is as limp as your dick probably is right now. How many monstergirls have you turned into a moaning mass of ecstasy and cum in your life to give so few shits about this stuff?”

The other wolfgirls didn’t even try to speak, instead pressing themselves into the ground as they climaxed, letting out soft yowls of pleasure.

Not what he had expected. Maybe they weren’t as mentally stable as he had thought.

But Ein was. She kept her hands away from herself, even as she dripped all over the grass.

“I figure we can make a deal,” Lyle said quietly. “I can’t trust you, given you’ve made it clear that you’d tie me down and force me into submission at the first possible chance, but I have a way around that.”

Ein grimaced and looked away for a second. She scowled when she saw her sisters finger-fucking themselves.

“Fair,” Ein admitted, running a hand down her face. “But this deal needs to involve breeding. We’re not here to fuck, or play games with humans, or go beyond the wards, or any other stupid shit. We want puppies and a happy life with a mate. Nothing else matters so long as you bloat us up good and proper eventually, got it?”

Lyle raised an eyebrow. “Not even negotiating?”

“You’ll kill us if we refuse, right?” Ein’s eyes locked onto the shadowy blade that he still held in one hand. “I’d rather die than become a slave and be taken away, but if you become our mate…” she trailed off and sighed.

Taking that as agreement, Lyle gave her a nod and wandered back to his wagon. Inside, he found four brass collars. They were heavy, given they were forged entirely of the metal, but for a wolfgirl they would barely be noticeable. Each was completely undecorated and contained no external locking mechanism.

Ein tensed up as Lyle approached with the collars. The other wolfgirls tried to scramble away, but Ein told them to calm down.

“I said I’d rather die than become a slave,” Ein said, eyes fearful. One of her hands hovered near her own neck.

“These can do that, but I won’t,” Lyle said. He tossed three of the collars into the grass and held one up. “They’re powered by my crest. When worn, they stop a monster or monstergirl from taking specific actions. At first, this will limit how far away from me you can get and will prevent you from harming me or having sex with me without my permission.”

“And we’ll have to obey your orders,” Ein muttered darkly.

“No.”

“No? The fuck?” Ein said, incredulous.

“I can control your mind with these, but doing so will damage it. I want you because you seem to have a good head on your shoulders. If I order you around with the collar, you’ll degrade and become an unthinking lust-driven monstergirl whenever I’m not controlling you,” Lyle explained. “Hence my deal. We work together. You prove that I can trust you. Eventually, the collars come off and you get your puppies. You fail, and I lose my intelligent assistants and get dumb warriors instead.”

“Intelligent, huh,” Ein muttered, looking at her sisters. “Guess I’ll need to teach them a few tricks.”

“Ein,” one of the Vierfach whined. Lyle thought she was Drei, but he had difficult telling them apart. They looked identical, and only Ein acted differently enough for him to know who she was.

“It’s fine,” Ein said. She sighed. “Well, death, or a shot at becoming happy mothers. Why couldn’t we have gotten some dumb asshole we could have seduced into becoming a happy semen-producer?”

“Life’s shit. We make do with what we have,” Lyle said. “So, make your choice.”

He could force the collar on her. Despite her threat of suicide, his restraints could stop her.

But then he’d have no choice but to destroy her mind with the collars. She’d try to kill herself the moment she could.

Lyle needed manpower to help him. Or wolfgirlpower, in this case.

He was in the middle of nowhere. He had no realistic ability to trade for supplies or food. Although his wagon contained months of food and drink, it would run out eventually. By that point, he needed to become self-sufficient. Farms, tool making, carpentry, smithing—the list went on.

Doing all of this by himself was an impossible task. He knew how to do more of it than most, thanks to an extended life as a soldier of the Priestess, and the books in the hut could help. But the problem was time. There were only so many hours in the day.

If he had four wolfgirls helping him, then it might be possible to survive. Sure, they’d eat a lot, and they’d take up some of his valuable time with their relentless sex drives, but they were also far stronger than he was. They may even be better than he was at many household tasks.

Ein’s agreement was vital. Even if that meant impregnating her and her sisters in the future to keep them onside. That was a bridge he’d cross when it came.

Lowering her hand, Ein stretched out her neck. “Fine. I’m yours. But the moment I think you’re fucking with any of your minds, I’ll do it again. And I want our puppies. And your dick.” She grinned. “Lots of dick.”

That, at least, Lyle had no problem providing.

He collared all four of the Vierfach. The other three whined, but when nothing changed, they calmed down. Although they bitched noisily when they realized they couldn’t jump him.

“Huh. So they do stop us from screwing you,” Ein said, fingering her collar. It didn’t burn her, like the wagon did. These weren’t consecrated or warded against corruption. Instead, they were locked using Lyle’s magic.

Her collar shimmered with purple light. She giggled. “Every time I try to fuck you, I get this tickling sensation over my whole body that stops me.”

“Don’t push it,” Lyle warned. “It will become more intense, and eventually painful, if the collar thinks you’re trying to overwhelm it.”

“Noted,” Ein said. She barked at the Vierfach in a bestial tongue, and their collars stopped shimmering. “Now, dick.”

Ein held out her hand, as if she was commanding him to shake. She smirked at him, her eyes glimmering with mischief and lust as she leered at him.

The rest of the Vierfach cuddled up against Ein and each other, their naked breasts and bodies pressing against one another. They giggled and leered at Lyle. Their tails wagged violently behind themselves, and their juices leaked down their legs and onto each other’s bodies.

Rolling his eyes, Lyle removed his crotch plate and undid his pants. He was still rock hard, as their constant nakedness and seduction attempts had kept him ready the entire time.

The Vierfach’s eyes widened, and their tongues lolled out of their mouths in excitement as they began to pant.

“Fuck,” Ein breathed, staring at the cock in front of her. She dropped to all fours and crawled up to him. The collar didn’t stop her this time.

She pressed her face up against his enormous length, slathering her tongue along the balls. Beads of pre leaked out and dripped onto Ein’s face, causing her to blink in surprise. Her face reddened with lust as she went cross-eyed staring at the shaft covering her face.

“This thing is going to destroy our wombs,” she moaned. “Forget what I said earlier, you’re the best male we could have found.”

The other Vierfach joined her in appreciating Lyle’s cock. They each took turns to press their face against its full length. After Zwei fingered herself to climax while doing so, howling against Lyle’s cock while pre-cum dribbled over her face, the other girls repeated the process themselves. While the shaft was occupied, the others suckled on his balls, taking them into their mouths.

Although there wasn’t quite enough room for four girls. Lyle remained standing while the four of them crouched in front of his crotch, but they struggled to pleasure him at the same time. Two could suckle on his balls, but when Ein took his shaft down her throat with a happy hum, another Vierfach whined that she was left out.

So, Lyle pulled her up and against his body. His fingers slipped inside her soaking wet pussy and she nearly screamed. Her ears flattened against her head and she wrapped her naked, sweaty body around him as she poured juices all over his hand.

Lyle filled the stomach of each wolfgirl as they took turns sucking his cock and rotating positions. His crest glowed softly beneath his clothes as he maintained his erection using magic and kept up a healthy flow of cum.

Eventually, the Vierfach had enjoyed lapping up his cum enough that they finally wanted to feel his cock inside themselves. They lined themselves up in the grass, on all fours with their butts sticking up. As expected, they lined up in numerical order, with Ein on the right and Vier. At least, he thought Vier was on the end—he still couldn’t tell them apart, besides Ein.

Lyle kept an eye out for any unwanted visitors, but nobody else came despite the noises the Vierfach made.

As such, he stepped up behind Ein and pressed his tip against her soaking wet entrance. He spread her puffy pussy lips, and juices squirted out to ensure a smooth entry.

“Stop teasing,” Ein whined when Lyle didn’t go any further. He removed his cock from her pussy and pressed it against her ass. “Not there! W-where the puppies come from, Lyle!”

That was the first time she’d said his name. He figured to reward her and hilted himself inside her. Her body nearly collapsed, like she was a puppet whose strings had been cut. His tip pressed against her womb, and her insides contracted hard around him, trying to milk him for everything he had.

The rest of the Vierfach practically drooled as they watched Lyle fuck Ein into senselessness. Their fingers rammed into their pussies in sync with his pumping into Ein. When he burst inside her, all Ein could do was moan soundlessly and mumble something about puppies.

He pulled out of her and gobs of cum drooled out. Taking pity on Ein, Lyle forced some back in with his cock. She squealed as he bottomed out in her again, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she stared up at him.

When he pulled out of her without coming, she grabbed his cock.

“More!” she breathed.

“After your sisters,” Lyle said.

“No, more,” Ein said. He almost misheard her.

Cum drooled out of her still, but he pulled away and forced her to wait. She crept behind him while he fucked the rest of the Vierfach. Her tongue assaulted his balls while he railed her sisters, and she gobbled up his seed when he was done and it poured out of them. Before he inserted it into the next one, she cleaned him up with a sultry look, her fingers buried in her crotch.

By the time he finished, Vierfach girls Zwei through Vier were collapsed on the grass. Their bodies were covered in sweat, and cum oozed out of their crotches.

Ein happily bounced in Lyle’s lap, rivers of white pouring down his shaft and balls as she went for round after round. His crest kept him running, and he was glad he’d had plenty of practice.

He idly wondered if he’d needed the collars. Young monstergirls were easy to tame with sex. They were so used to dominating men due to their inherent advantage from the corruption that being dominated themselves was their weakness. Lyle had subdued many monstergirls with sex, and more than a few lived relatively happy lives in Ghraive now.

But they were still deeply corrupted. If Ein woke up and decided that she wanted that pleasure whenever she felt like it, Lyle might find himself in a difficult position. The collars meant he could sleep near the Vierfach without worrying about them deciding they wanted to be the master of the relationship.

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Commentary: Unless you've lived under a rock for the last year, you probably can guess the inspiration for the Vierfach.