It has been two days since Pico ca ho with , and the house has beco pure bliss. All the won bond surprisingly well. Lilith and Aleena take turns spoiling Pico and Zen, while Erin slowly warms up despite her early suspicion. The horse I bought finally arrived yesterday through the guild’s delivery service and now rests comfortably in the stable behind the house. Everything moves along smoothly.
Pico benefits the most from this new life. She gains a healthy amount of weight in only two days. Her once sunken cheeks now appear soft and full. Her dull fur gleams with a healthy shine, and her body fills out beautifully. Her breasts look even heavier and fuller, while her hips sway with newfound confidence. Pico looks absolutely breathtaking.
During these two days, I take her to the Adventurer Guild and register her as an official adventurer. I also ask Aleena to teach her magic whenever she has free ti. Pico seems deeply grateful for the opportunity.
Today, I sit comfortably in the large chair in the living room. Aleena presses against my left side while Lilith leans against my right, both staring intently at the phone screen in my hands. We browse a popular website that sells carriages and mana-powered vehicles, specifically looking through family cars.
Lilith suddenly calls toward the kitchen. "Sister, co here! You need to see this one!"
Erin quickly rushes out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a cloth. She leans over the back of the chair, resting her soft breasts against my shoulder as she peers at the screen. All three of my wives crowd around now, their warm bodies pressing close together. The sweet blend of their scents fills my nose.
We all stare at the sa sleek red car. It looks aggressive and sporty, yet still practical enough for a family. I grin from ear to ear as I zoom in on the pictures.
"We should buy this one," I declare confidently.
Erin, Lilith, and Aleena imdiately grumble in unison.
"It doesn’t have enough room for groceries," Erin complains.
"And how exactly am I supposed to haul materials with that?" Aleena adds, poking my side.
I chuckle quietly. Cars in this world do not excite the sa way the ones from my previous life did. There are no roaring V8 or V12 engines here. These vehicles run on mana crystals, making them feel more like silent electric cars. Still, this particular red model catches my attention. Not only does it function as a reliable family car, but it also boasts performance capabilities and can actually fly at low altitudes. Unlike Erin’s car, which only hovers slightly above the ground, this one promises true flight.
I clear my throat beneath their watchful gazes and tap the purchase button. The price flashes across the screen: 500 gold coins. I confirm the paynt without hesitation.
All three won instantly erupt into complaints.
"500 gold coins?!" Lilith gasps.
"That’s way too expensive!" Aleena protests. "We could buy a decent family car for only 100 gold coins."
Erin sighs dramatically and pinches my cheek. "You really spoil yourself too much." She gives my cheek one final playful tug before heading back into the kitchen.
Lilith and Aleena grumble for a little longer before heading upstairs to grab sothing. I lean back into the chair with a satisfied smile. The transaction goes through smoothly.
My eyes drift toward the corner of the living room. Pico sits gracefully in seiza posture atop a cushion, her eyes closed in deep concentration as she trains her mana pool. She looks incredibly beautiful like this — back straight, ears relaxed, fluffy tail curled neatly beside her. Back in her old village, nobody wanted to teach an outcast like her how to use mana. She survived purely through raw physical strength. Now she absorbs every lesson Aleena gives her with intense dedication.
Little Zen sits right beside her mother, watching with wide golden eyes. The tiny pup tries to copy Pico’s straight posture, but her frail baby body keeps wobbling. She has also spent the last two days calling "Papa." Every single ti I hear it, sothing warm stirs deep inside my chest.
Suddenly, my phone pings with a new ssage. I open it and see a text from Lasawani.
{Hey Jacob, you seem to be having a great ti, but your bitch has been working hard behind the scenes for you. I got a new girl for a shoot just how you like. You must have seen her before. If you are free today, co to the studio. She is here too.}
A smile slowly spreads across my face. I do not reply imdiately. Instead, I stand up and stretch. Pico opens her eyes and looks up at .
I walk over and gently stroke her soft furry ear. "Pico, tell the others I’ve gone out for a while."
"Yes, Master," she answers softly, her tail wagging slowly. "I will tell them."
I glance at Zen, who reaches her tiny arms toward . I gently pat her head before heading toward the door. The new car should arrive within a few days, but for now, work calls.
I slide into the driver’s seat of Erin’s car, the engine humming quietly as it feeds off the mana crystal. A satisfied smirk spreads across my lips. After two peaceful days at ho, the ssage from Lasawani has my blood running hot again. I pull out of the yard and drive toward SlimyMyriad Studio, the city streets blurring past as I push the car slightly harder than necessary.
The trip does not take long. I pull into the studio’s private parking lot and kill the engine. The mont I step out, my eyes land on the massive digital billboard towering above the entrance. It cycles through a lineup of SlimyMyriad’s top pornstars — gorgeous lamias with glistening scales, succubi with seductive tails, and busty elves proudly displaying their flawless bodies. Then the image changes.
There I am.
I stand tall and shirtless, one arm wrapped around Lola’s waist while she presses her massive breasts against my side. The photo captures the exact mont she looks up at with raw lust while I stare confidently into the cara. The image lingers for several seconds before fading into the next set of stars. A deep sense of pride swells inside my chest. I smile widely. My rise to stardom in this world is happening even faster than I expected, but this is still insignificant compared to the true top dogs.
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