Harem Caravan: Chapter 3 - The Rich Have Their Own Difficulties

“Now you’re just trying to take advantage of us.”

The journey was progressing smoothly.

They would buy specialty products in each region, load up the wagons, travel, and sell those products. Then they would buy more.

They were only repeating that simple process, but they were making plenty of money. And making money meant they could buy new wagons and hire new workers. Thanks to that, the scale of their business only continued to grow.

This success was of course thanks to Eulica. Today, like always, she held her left arm over her stomach, adjusted her gold monocle with her right hand, and proudly talked down the merchant they were doing business with.

Orfeo only had to stand silently behind her.

Eulica seemed to come alive when she was humoring, threatening, or negotiating with someone.

This merchant was an energetic middle-aged man, but Orfeo almost felt bad for him as he trembled, paled, and grew red as a woman young enough to be his daughter verbally trounced him.

(Eulica really does have two sides to her.)

Milk Princess: Chapter 5 - In the Milk Bath

“Excuse me, mother!”

Stella’s long, straight blonde hair fluttered behind her as she ran into Christina’s bedroom immediately after knocking. She pulled Akira in after her.

“What is all this noise about? …Oh, it’s Stella.”

The queen looked up in surprise from the book she had been enjoying while lying in bed wearing only a see-through negligee.

“And Akira too. What brings you two here so late?”

The lady set the book down on the bedside table and looked suspiciously at the princess who was awfully excited for this hour.

“Listen, mother! I’m finally started producing…milk!”

“My…is that true!?”

“Yes…it’s finally, finally happened…”

When the princess ran over and reported to her, Christina got out of bed and hugged her daughter’s slender body.

“Congratulations, Stella. Now you too are a proper adult.”

“Yes, thank you very much…”

Harem Caravan: Chapter 2 - Below the Journey’s Sky

“Good morning.”

Orfeo opened his eyes in the morning to see almond-shaped eyes with long eyelashes.

“Hm!? …Ah.”

Surprised, he tried to escape, but a cold hand firmly held his penis.

“Look how hard you are even after cumming so much last night.”

The beautiful smile belonged to Silvia.

It all came rushing back to Orfeo: Last night, he had become one with this pretty young woman and ejaculated more times than he could remember. He must have fallen asleep after that.

That pleasurable experience sounded like a dream, but her presence here was undeniable proof that it had been real.

With her right hand still holding his morning wood, Silvia held the boy’s shoulder with her other hand and moved her face to his ear.

“I had heard young boys were incredibly intense lovers. It seems I heard correctly.”

“W-wait, um…please don’t stroke it.”

She ignored Orfeo’s plea and gently massaged his manhood with her delicate hand. The pleasure caused his entire body (save one part) to go limp.

Milk Princess: Chapter 4 - The Princess’s First Milking

“Um…what is this…?”

Christina simply could not take any time away from her official duties during the day, so she had invited Akira to dinner. He was shown to the dining room, but his seat had been moved.

Specifically, it was moved right next to Rosemary and she told him to hurry when he came to a stop.

“What are you doing? Just sit already.”

She acted like nothing was amiss, so he did not ask any further questions and hesitantly sat down next to her.

“Oh, dear. No fair, Mary. Maybe I should sit next to Akira today too.”

The queen stood up with a mischievous smile and the maids carried her gorgeously-adorned seat next to the boy.

“You’re not allowed, mother! Ah, Sherris, stop that.”

“These are Her Majesty’s instructions…”

Rosemary’s protests rang hollow as the queen gave off plenty of sex appeal and let her prized tits jiggle as she walked over and sat next to Akira.

With Christina on his right, Rosemary on his left, and Stella across from him, the seating arrangement felt very different. Especially because the woman and girl on either side of him scooted their chairs close and leaned in so their shoulders touched.

“Mother…and Mary too? What is going on?”

Stella stared suspiciously at her mother and younger sister who were leaning against the boy far more than necessary. Christina had already been spoiling him, but the change in Rosemary’s attitude shocked both the older princess and Akira himself.

“Okay, Akira. Say ‘ah’.”

“Mother. I will do that, so please do not interfere.”