Harem Fighter: Chapter 6 - Thunder Gauntlet

(Why!? Why was Reese captured!?)

Meeting Maddock here was a surprise he had somewhat anticipated, but meeting Reese here was entirely unexpected.

The chained girl glanced over at dazed Cloche for just a moment, but then she turned to Maddock like she hadn’t even recognized him.

“Ooh, I hit the jackpot finding you♪”

Not even chaining her up dampened that girl’s spirit.

“Give up now, Maddock. There’s no escape now that I’ve found you. Try not to piss yourself in terror♪”

That didn’t seem like something a captured girl should be saying to her captor, but Cloche felt much the same.

(That’s right. I don’t know how she ended up captured here, but we’ve finally found him. We know where he hides, so he can’t escape.)

There was so much he wanted to ask, but he couldn’t waste the effort she put into pretending they didn’t know each other.

He kept his face blank and watched as Maddock struck Reese’s cheek with a backhand blow.

“Tch. Feisty little brat.”

Reese’s left cheek was swollen and a blood dripped from her lip.

“…!”

Even Reese stopped talking after that. She still glared silently at her enemy, though.

(Kh. This bastard seems to think you can get women to obey you by hitting them.)

Cloche glared with deep hatred, but then Maddock turned toward him.

“Oh? I like the look in your eyes. Is this the kid you wanted to introduce to me?”

Theresa held Cloche’s shoulders and smiled alluringly.

“A handsome young fellow, isn’t he?”

“Hmph. I didn’t know you were into young boys. Not that it matters. If you think I should let him join, then I’ll consider it. Hm? Have I met you before?”

Maddock’s sharp eyes stared at Cloche’s face while he searched through his mental encyclopedia of people.

Cloche sweated because they had indeed met once before. Fortunately, Maddock wasn’t able to connect this boy working part-time as a brothel waitress with the random villager he had mistaken for a girl.

“Whatever. I hear you work as a mercenary when you aren’t working here.”

Maddock grinned and jerked his chin toward Reese.

“She was caught snooping around outside the brothel. She’s pretty clearly a mercenary working for one of the groups around here. I could just kill her, but I want to know how much she knows. Rape is the fastest and most effective way to apply psychological damage to a woman and get her to obey you.”

Cloche realized what Maddock was getting at.

“And you want me to do that?”

This wasn’t just about getting Reese to talk. He wanted Cloche to commit a crime so he would have blackmail material to ensure Cloche didn’t betray Maddock’s group once he joined.

If he refused, Maddock would kill him on the spot and Reese would be raped by someone else.

“It’s a pretty good deal for you, don’t you think?”

Maddock laughed loudly. It was an encouraging laugh that gave a glimpse of the charisma the man used to lead a group of bandits.

“You’re working here because mercenary work isn’t enough to put food on the table, right? Join me and you’ll be eating the same food you serve here and you might even get to sleep with the women too.”

“Hee hee.”

Theresa exchanged a glance with Maddock and giggled while draping her arms around Cloche’s shoulders from behind.

“You’re young and the way you keep approaching me tells me you’re pent up too. I know boys your age can’t get enough of it, so why not use that girl to get your rocks off? If we don’t need her anymore, you might even get her as your own personal sex slave.”

Theresa’s suggestion made Cloche feel sick to the stomach, but he knew he wasn’t strong enough to defeat Maddock.

(What do I do? What can I do?)

He wracked his brains, but then Theresa started rubbing his crotch.

“Eh? W-wait! Stop that!”

The next thing he knew, the mature songstress had pulled his dick from his pants.

“Eh!? What is that doing there!?” shouted Reese.

Theresa smiled bitterly and teased the penis with obvious familiarity.

“Oh, are you still a virgin? This is a man’s reproductive organ. It’s a penis♪”

“Ah, s-stop.”

As much as she disgusted him, she was still breathtakingly beautiful. She also gave the best handjob he had ever experienced. He was rock hard in no time.

“Ehhhhhhhh!?”
Reese’s shock was so excessive that Theresa and Maddock exchanged a glance.

But the real shock arrived a moment later.

The ceiling collapsed.

“Whoa!?”
A woman with a giant broadsword in her right hand and a gauntlet on her left hand dropped into the center of the room.

She landed in a kneeling crouch with electricity crackling from her back.

That was enough for Maddock to deduce who this had to be.

“A warrior woman wrapped in electricity? You’re the Electric Mage Warrior!”

“Captain!”

Cloche was more surprised than joyful at the perfect timing of her arrival.

“So we finally meet, Maddock, you dirty rat.”

Elienne looked up in the dust cloud filling the small room. She had a fierce smile on her face that made her look just like a warrior demon.

She glared at her prey with sanpaku eyes and thrusted out her gauntleted left hand.

“Take this!”

Lightning and thunder raced out simultaneously.

“Tch.”

Maddock had already drawn his sword, so he sliced through the incoming electricity with it. To slice through magic meant it had to be a magic sword.

A moment later, Elienne crouched low and raced forward, arriving right in front of the man.

She swung up her broadsword and he swung down his midsized sword so they collided.

More people joined the fight.

“Boss! It’s a raid!”

“Reese! Are you alright!?”

Maddock’s righthand man and Katrina both entered along with several subordinates each.

A fray fought by more than ten combatants broke out in the small room.

Maddock slipped out of the basement room and Elienne gave chase.

Cloche considered following, but he instead ran over to Reese and undid her restraints.

“Cloche, what is that!?”

“F-funny story about that…”

“You can talk later!”

Reese’s accusing question and Cloche’s excuse were cut off by Katrina.

“The Bright Blossom itself was the bandits’ hideout. We can take them all out in one fell swoop here, so you two need to join the fight. We need as much help as we can get.”

Reese was handed a short spear and Cloche a short sword.

“…”

Reese did not look happy about it, but she seemed to realize now really wasn’t the time for that discussion.

Maddock’s bandits and the Thunder Gauntlets’ mercenaries were engaged in a fierce indoor battle all throughout the Bright Blossom.

The two newest mercenaries followed their lieutenant’s command, taking the weapons and joining the battle.

Not everyone working at the Bright Blossom was a bandit, but a lot of them were.

It was a bloody battle, but the real difference came down to the fact that the Thunder Gauntlets had been prepared for a fight and Maddock’s bandits had been caught off guard. They managed to snatch up weapons, but they hadn’t had time to don armor.

As time passed, more and more bandits were slain.

A few members of the Thunder Gauntlets were injured too, but Katrina healed them all with her magic.

Cloche and Reese fought hard, trying to prove they were just as useful as the others. But the battle was still centered on the two leaders.

Maddock fought while escaping through the brothel and Elienne pursued.

The battle had begun in the basement, but it had since reached the third and highest floor.

“Captain!”

When Cloche finally caught up, the two leaders were fighting in the hallway.

“Pant, pant, pant.”

They were both out of breath, but Elienne’s exhaustion was greater.

They were probably about equal when it came to combat skill. Cloche didn’t know a greater warrior than Elienne, so he could see why a man capable of holding his own against her for 5 minutes was the leader of his group. He had probably been a knight or mercenary in the past.

But when it came down to pure strength, the big man had an advantage over the slender woman. Maddock must have been confident of his victory because he sneered at her.

“This ends here, woman!”

Seeing his chance, he raised his sword and challenged her to a direct battle.

“Heh.”
A sneer appeared on Elienne’s clever face and she swept out her gauntlet.

Sparks flew.

“What!?”

Maddock’s eyes widened at the sheer power of the impact. He must have forgotten Elienne was a mage warrior.

An electric current surrounded her gauntlet. It was weak, but the surprise had created an opening. She wasn’t one to overlook such an opening, so she took a powerful step forward and swung her broadsword.

The man’s right arm left his body with the sword still in its grasp. Then red blood erupted as if from a fountain.

“Gwaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

With his dominant arm gone, the bandit boss bellowed in despair, lost his balance, and fell over.

The lightning god deftly avoided the spraying blood and turned around.

“C-captain.”

She looked Cloche dead in the eye and nodded.

“Cloche, I leave the rest to you. Do what you will with him.”

Sword in hand, Cloche approached Maddock as he writhed in pain from losing his arm.

“…”

A flood of countless emotions filled his chest. He recalled his parents, his siblings, and everyone else from his hometown. He had expected he would lose control of himself once this moment arrived. But he was surprised to find how calm he was. Maybe because he had dreamed of this very scene more times than he could count.

Sensing something odd about the executioner boy’s silence, Maddock asked a question.

“Who are you?”

“A survivor of Luca.”

He must not have expected that answer because his eyes widened.

There was so much Cloche wanted to say and so many insults he wanted to make, but he used his unexpected calm to ask a question instead.

“Maddock, I have one question for you. Why did you attack Luca?”

“Money. There was a rumor the village was secretly loaded.”

Maddock’s lips curled into a cynical smile. It felt like he was intentionally showing off how villainous he was. Cloche had thought maybe the attack had been one step in some kind of master plan, but he had no interest in a failed plan based on a bogus rumor.

“I…see.”

He shut his eyes, pictured his hometown in his mind’s eye, opened his eyes again, and breathed a heavy sigh.

“Let’s hand him over to the knights.”

“Eh?”
All the mercenaries watching reacted with surprise.

They all knew how great a grudge Cloche held against Maddock.

None of them would have said a word if he had delivered the finishing blow. In fact, they knew Elienne had set things up so he would have the chance.

“Are you sure?” asked Katrina with an uncharacteristically considerate look.

“Yes. Because I am a mercenary. I’m in this for money, not for revenge. And we get a bigger bounty if he’s still alive, don’t we?”

He didn’t have to kill the man himself. After slaughtering an entire village, the death sentence was guaranteed.

“…”

Elienne silently walked over and hugged his head to her chest.

Only then did he realize he was crying, so he buried his face in her chest and wept out loud.

And with that, Cloche’s revenge was complete.

 

They handed Maddock and his gang over to the Aria knights once they arrived.

Lastly, Elienne bowed her head to Theresa.

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

That came as a surprise for Cloche, so they explained what had happened.

Reese had been eager to prove she was just as useful as Cloche, so she had started searching around the Bright Blossom, which had gotten her captured. Theresa had secretly informed the Thunder Gauntlets.

Theresa had realized from the beginning that Cloche was a spy.

“I mean, I already saw you at that one party with that woman over there.”

Never underestimate a woman in the service industry. She never forgot a face, so it didn’t matter if he was dressed as a boy or a girl.

As a songstress at the Bright Blossom, she had been furious that the place had become a bandit hideout.

She had been on the lookout for an opportunity to get rid of Maddock and the rest of the troublemakers, so she had been waiting for the right moment to make use of him.

Everything had gone according to plan for her, so now she planned to take over as the Bright Blossom’s new owner and give the place a fresh start.

“Women are scary,” thought Cloche yet again.

 

“Okay, now you’re going to explain that filthy thing in your pants!”

After the arrest of Maddock’s gang, the Thunder Gauntlets had been in high spirits.

They had plenty of bounty money, but this wasn’t quite a “happily ever after” for everyone involved.

Reese had learned Cloche was a boy in about the worst way possible.

She had been patiently waiting all this time, so once they were all back at the office, she practically exploded.

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t cut it with something like this! Sit down there!”

Reese pointed at the floor and Cloche obediently went a step further and prostrated himself before her.

“I really am sorry.”

Her anger was wholly justified and he had known this moment would come eventually.

He had expected all the mercenary women would come up and rain insults down on him. He had even had nightmares about it.

And now that day had come. All the trust and friendship he had built up was gone and they would chase him out while throwing stones at him. Or maybe they would just kill him.

“Kh, I-I can’t believe you.”

He prostrated himself so readily Reese didn’t have an outlet for her anger and her clenched fists trembled by her sides.

Just as she was about to start kicking him, the other mercenaries restrained her from behind.

“Why would you stop me!? She- he pretended to be a girl and lied to us this entire time!”

Reese was too furious to think, so Katrina approached her with a sigh.

“Calm down, Reese. That anger is ruining your cute face.”

“This is serious! How are all of you so calm!? Cloche was a boy this entire time! He tricked us into letting him live with us! He betrayed our trust! Aren’t you upset about that?”

Reese shouted in frustration that the others weren’t joining her in her anger.

“Not really.”

The women exchanged knowing glances and one of them shrugged.

“I mean, we already knew he was a boy♪”

“Right?♪”

They all nodded, so Reese and Cloche both widened their eyes.

“Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!?”
The women explained to the two shocked children.

“It was so cute how he would have sex with us while trying so hard to keep us from finding out.”

“And it was hilarious that he thought for a second any woman couldn’t tell when he was shooting that much cum inside her.”

They had a point. After performing cunnilingus on them, penetrating them with his penis, and shooting his load inside them, he could only sweat profusely right now.

“Hee hee. You were the only one who thought anyone was fooled by that.”

Katrina gave him a sidelong glance and smiled while he sat frozen in his prostration.

(So they were all messing with me the entire time. Ah ha ha.)

He went limp with a dry smile on his lips, but Reese had the opposite reaction.

She had listened to the women with her head lowered and her shoulders trembling with anger. She finally exploded.

“What is wrong with you!? You disgust me! We work for the Crystal Temple! This is a holy flower garden of women, so we are supposed to pride ourselves in not attempting to attract attention from lowly men! Right, captain!?”

“Eh? M-me?”
When Reese turned to Elienne for agreement, she backed away, unable to hide how shaken she was.

“Tell them, captain!”

Reese’s pure eyes cracked Elienne’s cool expression and sent sweat pouring down her body.

She squirmed with Reese and the rest of her subordinates staring at her and she meaninglessly poked her index fingers together in front of her while speaking up with extreme hesitation.

“Um, the thing is…well…s-sorry. I actually knew too.”

“Eh?”

Before Reese could say anything, Elienne bowed her head.

“And I had some, uh, fun with him too! I’m sorry!”
“…”

An awkward weight hung in the air and Reese froze in betrayed shock.

“My, my. Our captain is more of a woman than she lets on♪”

Lieutenant Katrina nodded in satisfaction for some reason.

Elienne raised her blushing face, held herself in her arms, placed her right hand over her mouth, and placed her left hand against her crotch as she made a confession.

“It’s true. I have already done it with Cloche more times than I can count. Y-you could even call me his sex slave.”

“Bff!”

The captain’s confession was so extreme Cloche nearly fainted.

“I-it’s true I was really happy you let me do it with you and we, uh, tried out a lot of things together, but you shouldn’t demean yourself like that!”

Cloche’s desperate plea made the women laugh. Katrina in particular turned to her captain with a teasing tone to her voice.

“So you tried out a lot of things together, did you?”

“It’s true. Every part of my body has been stained by his semen at this point.”

When Elienne blushed and admitted it, Reese shook her head in disbelief and took another step back.

“Y-you too? But I trusted you.”

The values the girl had believed in were crumbling before her eyes, so she looked like her world was ending.

“So…what!? Does this mean everyone but me knew Cloche was a boy and was having sex with him!?”

“Pretty much, yeah.”

The women readily agreed to that assessment.

Stricken with despair, Reese held her head and screamed.

“No! You all disgust me! How could you be having sex with a boy?”

She was acting like a tragic heroine now, so Cloche hesitantly pointed something out.

“U-um, but I did it with you too.”

“Eh? W-with me?”
She stared back in confusion, so he apologetically nodded.

“Yes. Remember when we messed around a few times after training in the mountains out back? I couldn’t resist…and put it in you. Sorry.”

She blinked a few times before what he said finally sank in. Her face changed to one of utter shock.

“Ehhhhhhhhh!!? That was a penis!?”
The others laughed uproariously.

“What the fuck, Reese. How did you have a penis in you and not even know it?”

“Ah ha ha ha. Oh, my sides.”

Some of them held their sides, shed tears, and even rolled on the floor in laughter.

The mockery angered Reese and she directed that anger at Cloche.

“I can’t believe you. How could you lie to me and take my virginity?”

“S-sorry. I really am sorry.”

Seeing him prostrating himself again, the women decided to help out even as they held their sides and fought back tears of laughter.

“You’re partially to blame there, Reese. How do you not notice you lost your virginity?”

“Uhh. But, but…it did hurt a little bit, but not all that much and it felt so good so I just figured that was what lesbian sex felt like.”

Reese wasn’t just going to accept this and grumbled a complaint, but Katrina interrupted with exasperation in her voice.

“My, my. It sounds like Cloche managed to get in all of our pants. He has made us all into sisters in a new way.”

“…”

Cloche could only blush and keep his mouth shut.

“Now, the question is what to do now. We can’t go on pretending we think he’s a girl.”

“I know,” responded the responsible captain. “The Crystal Temple is for women only, so we can’t let a boy join.”

The Crystal Temple had built up a continent-wide network to function as a self-defense organization for women. Letting a boy join would mean rejecting the fundamental purpose behind its very existence.

(I can’t put the captain through that kind of trouble.)
Cloche made up his mind and prepared to announce he was leaving, but the women got their say in first.

“But we wouldn’t want to throw out our living vibrator, would we?”

“I can’t imagine life without Cloche’s cock anymore♪”

“Yeah, I need something to look forward to to get out of bed in the morning♪”

They made it sound like this was all about their lust, but their tone of voice made it clear this was really about not wanting him to leave.

Finally, even Reese hesitantly joined them.

“I might not last three days without it.”

She had been so furious about the betrayal of trust, but that trust had come from how close a friend she considered him.

Katrina responded to them all with an alluring smile and a shrug.

“Sigh. Penises are like a drug for women. We can get by just fine without them to begin with, but try them just once and you’re hooked.”

Elienne nodded.

“This whole Maddock affair proved how convenient it is to have a man we can trust. We could call Cloche an outside cooperator who regularly visits the office. Any objections?”

“None!”

All the mercenaries expressed their approval.

“That’s settled then. Cloche, no objections from you either, I assume?”

“Correct. Thank you so much.”
He was happy as could be to learn how much Elienne, Katrina, and the others cared for him.

No matter what anyone said, he considered the Thunder Gauntlets to be his family. He didn’t want to leave.

Katrina looked down at the tearful boy and gave him a cruel grin.

“Are you sure about this? You can’t hold an official position here, so you will always be on the bottom rung below every single one of us.”

“I know and I don’t mind.”

She placed a hand on his chin and licked her lips.

“Hee hee. You don’t? Good. Then from now on you are officially a piece of Thunder Gauntlets equipment.”

“Equipment?”
Now he was confused, so Elienne explained.

“Yes, you are our shared sex toy. Our living vibrator. Are you prepared to do that?”

“I-I’ll do my best.”

His heroic resolve made Katrina smile.

“That settles it. Did you hear that, everyone? We can openly get it on with Cloche now.”

The office erupted into cheers.

The women licked their lips lustily, encircled Cloche, and slowly approached him.

“Um, wh-what are you all doing?”
He backed away in fear, but they already had him completely surrounded.

“Hold on.”

Elienne wasn’t sure what was happening and tried to stop them, but her lieutenant stopped her instead.

“Letting them have their fun here is the perfect way to boost the group’s unity and morale.”

“I-is it?”
Elienne seemed convinced and abandoned Cloche to the reaching arms of the approaching women.

“Eek!”

The poor lamb shrieked and tried to run away on reflex, but the pack of much-more-powerful wolves attacked and resistance was simply not possible.

“Ah, no, what are you doing?”
They pinned him down and stripped off his clothing like a maiden about to be raped.

The next thing he knew, he was naked, his arms were pinned above his head, and his hips were lifted up from the floor in a humiliating pose.

“Th-this seems unnecessarily cruel.”

The pretty boy’s tearful embarrassment was like a direct attack on the women’s wombs. It seemed to have lit a flame of dominance within them.

“Don’t be ridiculous. He got to have his fun with us for so long, so now it’s our turn.”

“This seems like an appropriate punishment for a boy with the balls to sneak into this women-only garden.”

“Ha ha♪ So this is what his penis looks like. It’s awfully brutal-looking for that cute face. And today I finally get to suck it.”

As humiliating as the pose was, having so many women’s gazes on that part of his anatomy caused it to grow.

The horny women exchanged a nod.

“Let the feast begin♪”

Nearly twenty women began sucking at every part of his body.

“Ahh, stooooop!?”
Wet tongues licked at the head, shaft, and balls. Not to mention his taint and anus. A tongue pushed into his anus and two different women took a ball each into their mouth.

They even licked between his toes and along his inner thighs.

“Ah, ah, ahh!”

His body shook from the unbearable pleasure of the situation.

“I-I think you’re overdoing this.”
Elienne had just been watching on as his rights and dignity were ignored, but even she was shocked by what she saw.

Her concern was answered by Katrina who was also watching on.

“Don’t worry. Men love being swarmed by women. See how melted his face is?”
“…!”

Elienne stared at Cloche’s face on her lieutenant’s instruction.

Cloche thought he was maintaining a serious expression, but with so many women licking at his dick, he was moaning most pathetically.

“God, he really is a hopeless pervert, isn’t he?”

Elienne gave him an exasperated look, turned away, and sighed.

(Th-the captain is looking down on me.)

This came as no small shock to Cloche, but that did nothing to dull the carnal pleasure.

And Katrina was cruel enough to deliver the finishing blow.

“He really is. You seem fairly serious about him, so I need to warn you that you can’t expect much in the way of personality from a boy of his age. It’s best to think of them as no more than a fuckpet.”

“That seems harsh.”

Elienne looked shocked, but Katrina shrugged with her palms turned upwards.

“Don’t forget that we are talking about the boy who pretended to be a girl and fucked every single woman here.”

“You’re right. I just about let his cute looks deceive me.”

After Elienne nodded in understanding, the look in her eyes changed. She now had the look of a wild animal like the other women.

“Then I should probably join in. I would be a fool to not get in on the fun.”
“Yes. He does belong to all of us, after all.”

The mercenary group’s #1 and #2 exchanged a meaningful nod and approached the pile of 1 boy and 17 women.

“Oh, captain and lieutenant.”

Cloche looked up at the four legs standing above his head.

“Cloche. You only have yourself to blame for this predicament. And a real man knows how to take responsibility for his actions.”

“O-okay.”

He could only agree in fear when Elienne icily made that claim.

“Hee hee. You’re still being too soft on the boy. Men start to think they’re in charge if you don’t thoroughly break them and train them.”

Katrina had the women rearrange themselves.

She had two women lie on their backs with Cloche on his back on top of them.

(Th-there are boobs on my back.)

And that wasn’t all. A women held him on either side, pressing their boobs against his sides.

(Oh, w-wow. I’m completely surrounded by women.)

But none of them touched his penis, leaving it to stick up toward the ceiling all on its lonesome.

“Hee hee. How about we provide the finishing touch, captain?”

“Yes, that sounds good.”

Katrina laughed suggestively and spread apart the cleavage-exposing chest of her white dress. Elienne gave a serious nod and unhooked her white top.

Katrina wasn’t wearing a bra and Elienne was wearing a black one, but she pulled it down as well.

The rest of the women cheered the appearance of their captain and lieutenant’s bared breasts.

“Looking at this, you’d think we gave out ranks based on how nice our tits are.”

Someone whistled.

Elienne’s breasts were round and visibly jiggly. Katrina’s were fatter and looked softer.

Elienne’s skin looked icy like porcelain and Katrina’s looked soft like cotton.

Katrina’s nipples were a wine red and Elienne’s were pink. The color on Katrina’s was a little deeper.

Katrina had the larger areolae too. They melted into her skin with no clear dividing line, while Elienne had smaller nipples overall and a clear dividing line.

“You like boobs, don’t you? Then what if we do this?”
The two of them placed their breasts around his penis.

They began a double titjob.

“Ahh, ahh!”

Cloche let out a wordless cry of emotion.

(The captain and the lieutenant’s boobs at the same time?)

The soft breasts squished together with his dick in between. It was a titty concerto.

That alone was like playing in paradise for him, but the other women placed his hands on their breasts or pressed their breasts against the backs of his legs or wherever else was available.

(Ahh, boobs, boobs, and more boobs! I can feel them all over me!)

They were all so soft and jiggly, so the experience brought him ecstasy.

“Sigh, look at that face. Do this and even the most handsome boy is just some horny brat.”

“I-I can’t help it. It feels like you’re all showing me so much love.”

His mind had gone blank and he forgot all about being embarrassed.

“Well, we’re glad you’re enjoying it. Now, captain, I see you know how to give a titjob.”

Elienne answered Katrina’s accusation with pride.

“Yes, he really likes it when I do this for him.”

She tried to sound exasperated, but the enjoyment in her narrowed eyes showed she loved doing it for him. Katrina noticed and shook her head.

“I never took you for a secret masochist, captain. Maybe you weren’t kidding when you called yourself his sex slave.”

“He had the captain do that for him? The nerve of the boy,” whispered a voice.

Katrina smiled bitterly and turned toward the girl still standing in a corner of the room.

“Hee hee. Reese, quit sulking and come join us.”

“Eh? No, I’m not interested.”

She stubbornly refused, but the others smiled bitterly.

“Let’s see. Reese, I need your help to show the captain Cloche is just a horny brat with some good looks. Sit on his face and she will have all the proof she could need.”

“S-sit on his face?”

Reese was confused by this sudden command.

“Don’t worry. We’ve trained him to eat pussy like it’s the greatest delicacy in the world. So have a seat and try him out.”

“B-but- ah, wait!”

Reese still tried to refuse, but two women grabbed her from either side.

They dragged her over to Cloche and sat her down on his face.

“W-wait, no. I hate Clo for being a boy!”

Despite her best efforts, she was still a rookie mercenary and she was no match for the more experienced women.

“There’s nothing like makeup sex to get over a fight. Drown in the ocean of pleasure.”

They slid the crotch of her hotpants aside and pressed her down against his face.

(Oh, I can’t see anything with Reese’s pussy in the way.)

Now Cloche really was fully surrounded by female bodies.

His face was melted with ecstasy, but when that smooth, hairless crotch appeared in front of his face, he began sucking at the labia on reflex.

“Ahh♪ W-wait, don’t lick like that! Ahh!”

The women pulled up Reese’s short black shirt and began licking her breasts.

“Ahhn, why are you teaming up on me! It’s not fair♪”

Reese tearfully protested all the sexual attention when everyone was supposedly going after Cloche.

But Cloche wasn’t about to stop licking her pussy. And the women who couldn’t find room on Cloche would amuse themselves by teasing Reese’s body.

“Hyah! Not there!”

Reese had enjoyed (what she thought was) some lesbian sex as an extension of her friendship with Cloche, but she had never participated in the main lesbian group led by Katrina.

Elienne was her role model, so she had been sexually naïve and pure.

The horny women turned the innocent girl into their plaything.

“Ahhh, wait, th-that feels so good. It feels so good♪”

Reese lost control of herself and shouted her feelings while leaking so much love juices it soaked Cloche’s face.

“Hee hee. Enjoy it all you want.”

The women laughed sexily while mobbing Reese and Cloche.

They sucked the boy and the girl’s nipples and also lifted their arms to run their tongues along their armpits.

They also spread Cloche’s legs wide to lick at his inner thighs, his toes, between his toes, his fingers, between his fingers, and everywhere else they could get at.

(Ahh. It’s like my body is melting.)

He was rocked by a sea of female flesh and drowning in an ocean of saliva, which filled him with an indescribable ecstasy.

“Hee hee. Looks like he’s at his limit. Shall we deliver the finishing blow?”

Cloche wasn’t sure what Katrina meant.

But then he felt his dick burning up and throbbing between the captain and lieutenant’s breasts.

The women had sensed his limit sooner than him.

(Ahhh, maybe I am at my limit. Oh, they’re all over me.)

The women moved all around him like they were treating his entire body as one giant penis.

(Ugh, it’s like I’m inside a giant pussy.)

He trembled within all that warm female flesh.

(I-I’m going to cum. I want to cum. I want to cum on Captain Elienne, Katrina, Reese, and all the others.)

He pictured all of their faces and pushed his hips up in his unbearable urge to make them his.

His dick throbbed wildly. It was actually between Elienne and Katrina’s breasts, but he felt like it was inside every woman here’s vagina.

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!” he roared as his cock explode.

The semen raced from his balls and up his shaft before erupting out.

“Pant, pant, pant.”

After spraying it everywhere, he went limp and tried to catch his breath. The other women apparently moved Reese from his face.

His view opened up, showing him Elienne and Katrina’s faces and breasts coated in a milky liquid with sticky strings dripping down.

“You always cum so much for such a little body.”

“Wow. He shot his sex juices all over me again.”

Katrina smiled bitterly and Elienne smiled in ecstasy with his semen on them.

(Ha ha. The captain really likes getting cummed on. And I think this is my first time cumming on Katrina.)

Cumming on a woman felt like claiming her as his, so it was weirdly satisfying.

Meanwhile, the others gulped at seeing their two bosses covered in semen.

“Captain…lieutenant.”

Reese crawled over to the two women she so respected and buried her face in their chests. No, she and the other women were licking those two clean of the semen.

“W-wait, all of you. Don’t- ahh♪”

Elienne had made her disinterest in lesbianism well known, but she couldn’t escape right now. She squirmed from the ticklishness and let them do it.

The others got carried away and started sucking at her nipples until she started trembling.

“You sure are sensitive,” teased Katrina, making Elienne blush. And make excuses.

“Blame Cloche for that. He made my body this way.”

“Way to go, Cloche♪ That must have been a tough nut to crack. You deserve a reward for that one.”

Katrina held out her left hand, which wore a ring with a magic gem in it, and placed it over Cloche’s penis.

A warm light poured down on it and his entire body shook.

“U-um, what are you doing?”
He felt a weird warm sensation in his balls. He was confused, but the woman causing it only smiled alluringly.

“I am casting some rejuvenation magic on your balls. They should produce semen at an incredible rate for the next while. We can’t have our living vibrator going soft on us.”

(H-how could you, Katrina? Are you really going to use me like a sex toy?)

That came as a shock, but there was a part of him excited by the idea of being turned into a sex slave for these women.

“Hee hee.”

Katrina gave his face, and his rehardened cock, a satisfied look and called over the youngest mercenary.

“Reese. You can go first.”

“M-me?”
She had been busy sucking on the captain’s nipple, but she pulled her face away now.

Cloche expected her to protest, but she blushed and nodded while swallowing the semen she had gotten off of the captain’s nipple.

“Don’t mind if I do♪”

She licked her lips like she had transformed into a wild beast.

(Eh? Did her personality just change?)
It was in that moment that the pure girl became a horny woman.

“Eek! B-be gentle.”

“Nope. You’re our sex toy now, Clo.”

With that announcement, she mounted his cock in the cowgirl position.

“Ahh!”

From there, the women began a true gangbang of the boy. Starting with Reese, all the women took turns mounting him, moving their hips wildly, and milking out his cum.

“Agh!”

He had ejaculated so many times, but he always remained hard thanks to the weird magic Katrina had cast on him.

But you couldn’t create something from nothing, so his stamina was further sapped every time he came.

“You can go next, Katrina.”

“No, you go, captain.”

Only two women were left, but Elienne and Katrina tried to give each other the next turn.

“As captain, I should wait until last.”

“Well, if you insist.”

Katrina mounted Cloche’s hips and took him inside her in the cowgirl position.

“Ah, yes. A real one does have its unique charm.”

Even that cruel woman’s face melted in ecstasy once he was inside her.

Her vagina was wide and large, but it devoured his cock with soft flesh.

After she had enjoyed him for a bit, the other women gathered around.

“Katrina, you’ve been enjoying him like this all on your own this entire time, haven’t you?”

“N-not just me. The captain has too.”

Sensing danger, Katrina tried to redirect attention toward Elienne.

But Elienne fought back.

“I only started recently. Meanwhile, I hear you realized Cloche was a boy right away and took his virginity.”

“Well, yes.”

Elienne, Reese, and all the others gave her envious looks.

“No fair, Kat!”

“What can I say? The early bird gets the ‘worm’.”

Katrina had trouble keeping her composure while having sex, but she managed to brush her hair back from her shoulder and give a haughty response.

“You’re mighty proud of yourself, aren’t you? …Cloche.”

Katrina’s favorite lesbian partner whispered in Cloche’s ear.

“I know you’ve had a fair amount of sex with Kat, but have you ever stuck your finger in her butt?”

“H-her butt? No.”

“Hold on. That’s supposed to be our little secret!”

Katrina sounded uncharacteristically shaken.

“Kat has a really sensitive anus.”

“Eh?♪”

Cloche looked up at the woman riding him and saw her face trembling in embarrassment.

“Oh, really? How fascinating,” said Elienne of all people. “Cloche, you have my permission to try it out.”

She held Katrina from behind, grabbing her large breasts, and spun her around without removing his penis from her.

“Eek!”

“Agh!”

His dick twisted in her vagina and they both cried out in pleasure.

Now they were in the reverse cowgirl position.

The cruel woman’s large butt entered Cloche’s view.

“Cloche, attack the lieutenant’s weak point.”

“Yes, captain.”

He gladly obeyed this order.

He parted Katrina’s butt cheeks and hesitantly placed his middle finger on her exposed anus. Then he gently massaged it.

“Ahh, s-stop.”

Katrina’s plea was weaker than anyone would have expected from her, so this really did have to be a weak point.

Cloche grinned cruelly.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me? I’m willing to do anything to make you feel good.”

When he had sex with Katrina and the other women, they generally told him what to do, so he naturally learned what all their weak points were.

But Katrina had never once told him to stick his finger in her butt.

(She does value her image, so she probably doesn’t like to be seen experiencing too much pleasure. But I’m going to reveal her true nature here.)

Cloche stuck his index finger in his mouth, covered it with saliva, and placed it on her anus. Then he pushed.

“Eek!” she screamed as he dug into her backdoor.

He had never heard her sound like this, so he kept going out of curiosity.

(The anus is hard to get open, but it’s surprisingly roomy inside.)

And when he teased her there, her vagina squeezed nicely too.

“Ahh!”

With his dick in her pussy, his finger in her ass, and his arm around her back to grope her tits, her mouth opened wide and drool spilled out while her body trembled.

The watching women gulped at this unusual look at their lieutenant.

“She sounds so cute when she’s on the receiving end. She’s just like the rest of us, isn’t she?♪”

Reese’s horniness was fully revealed now, so she couldn’t resist sucking at Katrina’s nipple.

“Right?♪”

More and more of the mercenary women gathered around and began pleasuring Katrina’s body.

She normally enjoyed teasing Cloche or the other women, but now they were all attacking her.

“Ahh, yes! My butt feels so good♪”

Even Katrina was overwhelmed by this, but she also seemed to be enjoying it.

(She always wins in the end, doesn’t she?)

Cloche smiled bitterly up at the horny woman while digitally excavating her anus and thrusting up into her vagina.

“Ahhhh, wait, wait, waiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!”

When the perverted woman climaxed, her vagina squeezed rhythmically and brought his magically-enhanced penis to its own climax.

He pumped her full of semen and she went limp and tried to catch her breath.

“Wh-why would you tell him about that? Now that he knows women can enjoy it in the butt, he’s going to ask you all for anal sex before long.”

Elienne had been ignoring Katrina’s protests, but that last part inspired an embarrassed ecstasy in her.

“A-anal sex is a thing? Cloche, if you want my anal virginity, you can have it at any time.”

(Th-the captain’s anal virginity?)

He imagined it and started to grin, but immediately shook his head to drive the image from his mind.

“I-I couldn’t possibly do that. I’m not a pervert.”

“I-I see.”

Elienne looked a little disappointed.

(Eh!? Is she actually interested in anal? No, surely not. But I do want to do it if I can.)

 

“C-captain.”

Cloche pulled out of Katrina, revealing his dick was still rock hard thanks to Katrina’s rejuvenation magic.

“It’s your turn next.”

Elienne’s eyes widened some.

“You’re not done yet?”

“No and I want to put it in you now.”

He had defeated 19 formidable opponents to finally reach the woman he adored. He would never stop now.

“But surely you’re at your limit even with that magic.”

“I am, but don’t worry. You’re special. Even if my balls are entirely empty, just seeing you will fill them back up again.”

His absurd answer earned some laughter from the other women.

But that kind of dedication must not have been a bad feeling.

Elienne looked somewhat pleased and nodded.

“If you insist,” she responded like a big sister agreeing to do her adoring little brother a favor.

She spread her legs as if to say “come here”.

Below her silver bush, her labia were spread open and dripping with nectar.

“Captain!”

Cloche attacked with his rock-hard erection.

He had ejaculated once to the titjob and 19 times in 19 different pussies, but he was ready to go again. He chose to believe that was more thanks to his love of Elienne than the magic.

The cock soaked in 19 different women’s love juices sank inside a vagina filled with more love juices.

“Ahhhhh! Your…your penis is so big♪”

She shook her head like she had regressed in age and she held his shoulders tight. He held her hips just as tight.

They sat up so she was seated in his lap facing him.

(Kh, her pussy really knows how to squeeze.)

She wasn’t tight in the same way as a child like Reese. She had the size of a fully-grown woman, but it squeezed at him.

All of their vaginas squeezed him, but he thought hers felt the best. He wondered if he was imagining that.

The great pleasure led him to pound his hips against her.

“Ah, ahh, ahh, ah!”

She moaned with each and every thrust.

“Wow, look at the captain’s face. She really is a slave to his cock.”

Katrina looked exasperated and Reese puffed her cheeks out in frustration.

“Clo! Why didn’t you act like that with me?”

“Yes, you mustn’t show favoritism.”

Katrina gave the others a meaningful look.

“That’s right♪”

The others gathered around Cloche and Elienne.

Reese embraced Elienne from behind and Katrina did the same to Cloche.

“Ahhh!”

Then the others hugged them from around Reese and Katrina.

From above, it might have looked like a rose flower with the petals made from women.

Cloche worked his hips as the only guy, but the surrounding women provided pleasure in their own way.

“Eek eek, eek!”

The pleasure brought more pleasure, starting a feedback loop.

Women’s moans echoed throughout the great hall.

Elienne’s pleasure reached the saturation point and she started sobbing.

(She’s so cute. I love how she looks in the throes of pleasure.)

Cloche was charmed by her face, but then Katrina whispered in his ear.

“You do understand, don’t you? You aren’t the captain’s lover – you’re our shared equipment.”

“Y-yes. Everyone in the Thunder Gauntlets is my precious family, so I will make sure to satisfy you all!”

“That’s what I like to hear, but you had better make good on that promise♪”

Katrina pinched his nipples.

“Ah!”

He had already reached his limit, so that acted as the finishing blow.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

His cock throbbed in Elienne’s vagina, but all the women around them could sense it too.

“I-I’m cummiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!”

He felt like he was having sex with all of them and not just Elienne.

“Ahhhh!”

After filling Elienne with yet another load of semen, he finally ran out of energy and sank into her chest.

 

That day marked the beginning of Cloche’s new life.

He existed as a piece of equipment used to preserve the mental health of the mercenary trainee and the veteran mercenaries.

“C’mon, Clo, what are you doing? Get to work!”

“Yes, right away!”

Morning or night, he dedicated himself to doing whatever he could to assist those gorgeous and courageous women. Perhaps his efforts played a role in the Thunder Gauntlets eventually becoming known as the most elite mercenary group in Aria.