Ghoul King's Harem

A sound of cracking flesh and shell sounded as the three fleshy black and red cocoons opened.

The first to emerge was a beautiful lady, her skin like silk, fair and beautiful as she stood in silence, her black hair sleek like velvet with soft eyes watching the centre cocoon with her glossy red lips pursed together.

"Master... Himari is waiting for you, always." Her soft arms lifted the silken kimono she wore before and wore it before kneeling in front of the central cocoon, her beautiful blue eyes now matching the faint blue her skin glowed when using magic as she put her hands together to pray to him.

"Be safe."

Crack!

Suddenly, the second cocoon opened, splitting down the centre as two red hands, covered with what seemed to be a scale-like armour covering the back of both hands, tore apart the bloody walls with great power.

Her body was filled with tight muscles, a firm bosom that gently swayed as she stood tall muscles that were both filled with beauty and power, long black hair and crimson eyes. She looked around the room, stepping forward with her long, model-worthy legs with thick, muscular thighs and nice perky buttocks.

"Sister, he will be fine. Our Master isn't such a weak man."

Because she had grown, Ayami's kimono only just covered her large rump, and she tore off the arms so she could fit.

Rather than praying, she sat with her legs crossed opposite from Himari with a hairy red tuft covering her mound, but for anyone standing where the other cocoon was, it was a full display of her femininity.

Ba-Dum

Ba-Dum

The sister's hearts beat in sync as the existence in the other cocoon listened to them both like a symphony of affection and lust. 

Are you waiting for me, like always? Himari.

Good girl...

Ayami... You have become so strong and truly beautiful. Are you happy now?

His words seemed to be spoken, yet not as his words entered their minds. Both girls looked towards the centre of the room as the cocoon began to unravel, revealing the man they both wished to see, desperately hoping he understood their hearts now.

I feel it—I know it.

Your innocent love, Ayami.

Your perverted desires, Himari.

I will accept it all.

The two females watched as he emerged from the cocoon with a loud crunch and wet squelch, his tall figure causing their hearts to clench before racing rapidly as his eyes seemed to lack emotion, but when he looked at them both, his feelings were so wild, raging like waves during a storm over their bodies and into their hearts and minds. 

"Are you both alright?" A charming voice not much different from the path, but there was a sense of peace and ease—no longer did he seem in a rush as the deep voice vibrated to bring pleasure to their ears.

Ayami's red cheeks grew brighter, while Himari licked her lips as she nodded quickly, her long black hair falling behind her shoulders as she moved forward on her knees before bowing her head low.

"You don't need to worship me—you are not my follower, but my future wives and queens." 

The girls finally looked at him properly as he began to crack his neck and stretch his body.

"Wow..."

"Our horns..."

His skin was like pure white snow, glistening under the dim light while the biggest change to his body was none other than his forehead, with two horns that had the characteristics of both girls, the base glowing dark red, while the tips seemed to absorb something from the air like Himari's taking in magic and mana from the air. 

Alexander's eyes were now green, and along with his previous elven characteristics, he looked slightly more rugged and fierce like an Oni male had a child with a gentle and elegant high elf female, a smile on his lips as the two girls started at him enchanted.

"I am sorry I took so long—to come back home." Alexander smiled warmly as he stepped forward and pulled Ayami and Himari into his arms, the cute girls gasping as his power lifted both of them with ease, kissing their lips softly.

Ayami tasted like sweet strawberries, while Himari's tongue was tart like lemon.

Alexander kissed them passionately, tasting each other's lips until they ran out of breath, the two girls panting with flushed cheeks and bright smiles.

"You can't escape me now, little Himari." 

"Who would want to escape? I waited so long for you, Dearest Alexander." Himari giggled with joy as Alexander kissed her again, nibbling on her lips playfully before Ayami nudged in with jealousy, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood.

"Me too." Ayami pouted—Alexander licked the droplet of blood away with a chuckle before kissing her too, sucking on her juicy thick peach lips with vigour, making sure he gave her lots of attention too.

"I would love to throw you both down and ravish you for an entire day, especially since you both let me see your cute gardens so freely. Ayami's hair is so thick but well-trimmed. A cute girl."

Before Himari could pout, he turned to her and whispered into her ear before nibbling on the tip, "And Himari's blue heart-shaped pubes."

The two girls were both aroused and shy, as he hugged them tightly before looking serious.

"Today we will fight; whoever kills the most I will take first."

With that, he set the two stunned girls down and wore the elven suit Laura gave him, but only the pants, leaving his chest exposed as the muscles we a little too thick now on his arms and chest, and he wanted to fight like a beast.

Ayami and Himari both watched with lustful gazes, the two females nodding their heads before preparing themselves, Ayami equipping a pair of gauntlets that seemed to be made of bone while Himari equipped herself with a small wand and a small short sword.

"I will go first—make sure your sisters are okay before you focus on your goals." 

Thud!

The instant he jumped, the ground shook, and below his feet, the rocks cracked, causing a gust to blow through the tent with both girls covering their faces.

***

His body suddenly came crashing down in the centre of the tundra as the lower stage vesta was fighting a horde of defrosted mutants.

Bang!

The force of his landing sent them flying back, but his body erupted with an explosion of fire that instantly killed dozens of mutants while inflicting no damage at all on his vesta—the flames were made from his blood and healed their wounds.

"What...?"

"Master... killed more than thirty in a simple jump?"

Alexander snorted with a cold gaze before a spear stabbed the ice beside him, penetrating the face of a zombie that survived.

"They are annoying flies." Alexander frowned as Amy landed by his side—she was wearing a new outfit, covering herself with a fluffy red jacket with a fur hood.

Amy glanced at him with a smile oozing with drool, shaking her head before sighing, "Sexy, why aren't you wearing a shirt?

Alexander grinned before a mutant exploded beside Amy, who only raised her eyebrow with a shrug, her fist smashing the mutant's body into a paste with a single punch as she twirled around his back and groped his muscles as if to check them.

"Fine—it does make you look more handsome. The horns are really wild, too."

Alexander laughed before closing his eyes, the horns shimmering blue as hundreds of blood lances formed with a mere thought. 

Himari could cast spells using her horns, but she wasn't adept enough to realise she didn't need the wand, while Ayami could amplify what little magic she could cast with her horns... making the blood lances now more detailed, with small barbs and curved hooks on them, as the seventy-centimetre lances began to rain down across the entire battlefield.

"Shit!"

"Dam, show off!"

Amy cursed as she watched his spears, which had been inferior to her magnums until now, surpass them completely as they began to decimate any mutants below stage six with ease.

Alexander merely snorted before running forward, his body charging past Amy, who couldn't help but curse as she used her gun to kill mutants.

"Show off... but it's so sexy... ehehe...."

She stomped her foot, following him with a wide smile and blissful face—he had just awoken, and she could tell he was far stronger than this—Amy was filled with a feeling she had dreamt of since meeting him...

The feeling that he could now dominate her, even when she didn't restrict herself to just her human forms of power. "Finally... you've become something I have to catch up with... you sexy bastard..."