User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Mindflayer The Harem King

Throwing the clothes on, including a light cloak, and pulling the pack onto my back, I set off into  world I scarcely remember. Mountains rise on all sides, but my feet at least seem to remember how to traverse the difficult terrain.

As the day wears on I feel more and more uncomfortable. I'm pretty sure it's from being so suddenly separated from my wife... Or was she my master, and I just didn't know any better?

I spot a town in the distance, I've eaten the few provisions from the pack, and don't trust my memory to tell me which plants are safe. As I walk into town I'm hit by a hundred familiar yet alien scents. The smell of food being cooked on a fire, the laughter of people enjoying a party. I look around, and remember that everything here costs something. Coins of some kind.

I rummage through the pack again and find a handful of metal coins I walk up to one of the food places and ask what I can get with this. They give me a suspicious look, but take the gold and hand over a bowl of soup. I thank them and sit to eat.

"No way..." I hear a voice behind me, seeming to stick out from the crowd. It sounded familiar. Turning from my soup I spot a girl with long dark hair and green eyes walking up to me. "I don't believe it... you're back." She slowly approaches me, her eyes look worried. "What happened to you? You look like hell." I blink a few times. I don't want to talk about what happened, but I feel like I can open up to her.

I tell her what I remember, which only goes as far back as being the mindflayer's hus... no, I was her toy, wasn't I. Her face goes from worried to horrified, and when I tell her of the cave in that took her... no, that freed me, she seems at least a little relieved.

"You were gone for ten years, yes. Do you... do you remember who I am?" I look at her, something nagging agonizingly at the back of my mind. I know her, but who is she? A lover? Just a casual sex friend? I growl in frustration, clutching my head. C... C-what?

"Clair." Hearing the name brings dozens of years back to me. Clair, my sister. My little sister I swore to protect. That's what happened! I was saving her from the mindflayer, making sure she didn't get turned into one, and I got myself caught doing it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I look up at her, finally remembering parts of who I was. What I'd been. I put my hand over hers, repeating her name with a smile. Her eyes began to tear up, but she had a smile on her face. How had she been, what had she done since I'd been gone.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I... I spent a few months blaming myself for what happened. You wouldn't have even been near her if it weren't for me. But... but when I finally got over it, told myself you wouldn't want me beating myself up for what happened, I started to find a way to live without you.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"It was hard, but I managed to get a job. I had to move, since I couldn't bear to live in the house where I had so many memories of us." The way she talks it's like we were lovers, and the thought brings my attention to a need I haven't satisfied all day. I ask if it would be okay if I lived with her, at least until I got myself back together.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Of course. My roommate might need to adjust to it, but I'm sure she'll be fine." Great. Living in a house with two women and a massive libido that hadn't been sated in hours. This was going to be difficult.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Clair showed me to the house, which was a small, single story building. "You'll have to sleep in the living room, sorry, but there are only two bedrooms." She said as we walked into the house. It was cosy inside, with a few metal decorations and a sturdy looking table. It would be great or fucking someone on... God damnit. I need to stay controlled. I'm not doing this to her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Bathrooms down this way, end of the hall on the right." I nod, going to be needing that quite a bit. "You saw the kitchen, and you'll be sleeping in here." There was a small couch with a chair opposite it and a fireplace between them. It really did look quite cosy.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Hey, Clair, I'm back, you get the..." A girl came through the door, with a pair of small wings and a tail on her back. "Ooh. Who's this?" She asked, looking me up and down.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Lana, this is my brother, Alec. Alec, this is Lana, she's an alp." I raised my eyebrow and she blushed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"You could've just told him I was a succubus, you know." She said, looking away. "Wait, I thought you said he disappeared. What the hell made him come back?" Clair looks down, and I can see the shame on her face. Deciding to speak for myself, I tell her how I've spent the last ten years being manipulated by a mindflayer. Her eyes widen and she does a second take of me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Ten years... it's a miracle you didn't jump the first girl you saw. So, where is the girl?" Dead. I don't put any emotion into it, I barely put a thought into it, it just spills out of my mouth. And her reaction makes me regret it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I... I'm so sorry. That must have been hard, losing her." I all but glare at her. It was a blessing. I was her toy, her plaything. And when she didn't feel like using me she'd just make me into... something, and wear me. I'm glad she's gone. The alp throws her arms around me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Don't say things like that. No monster. None. Would want to treat their husbands like that. We all care for our partner’s health and happiness. No matter how cruel we may seem, even the most brutal of us would be worried to death if anything happened to our husbands." I look down at her, she's quite short, and her tear streaked face is looking up at me. I give her a kind smile and say her husband must be very happy to have such a caring wife. Her eyes go wide, and she blushes and runs off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Standing there, quite confused, I look at my sister, who has a look somewhere between sad and tired.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"She never had a husband. She spent a night with a succubus, and well... things didn't go to plan. From what she told me the look on the succubus' face was priceless. She's still a shy little wallflower though. This is the most she's talked to someone she just met since I've known her." She has a small smile on her face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I spend the night on the couch, after spending several hours bathing and letting off some steam. My sister had given me a pillow and a blanket, and they were more than comfortable enough to pull me to sleep quickly. My dreams were full of familiar squishing noises, and I saw my former mistress, with her hands holding my head, riding me. When I felt the slick touch of her mind melting tendrils I was shocked awake.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">To find someone  was  riding me. Lana was quietly moaning, her hands on either side of my head, bouncing up and down on me. When I startled awake I all but head-butted her, making her tumble off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I'm sorry!" Was the immediate reply. Looking at my slicked rod, then at her, I slowly put shaft and hole together. I asked why she was doing me. She looked down and blushed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Um... well, you... you were with a monster for a long time, right? I can feel the energy pouring off of you, and thought I should help... that was wrong, wasn't it? I shouldn't have..." She looked like she was about to bolt again, but I grab her first.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I whisper that she could have just asked me. I was worried I was going to go crazy in here. At this her face lights up, and she jumps straight back onto me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Thank you. I promise, I'll you feel great." In the state I was in, that wasn't hard, and my dick refused to be anything but.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was daylight before we finally stopped, we'd pulled several dozen positions, through just as many orgasms. We heard a door open and I throw the blanket over us. I heard my sister shuffle to the kitchen, moving several things before I heard logs being thrown into a fire.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Well, you two kept me up all night." She calls over to us, getting a giggle from her roommate. "If I knew you'd hit it off this well, I might have waited until this morning to introduce the two of you." I decide to get up, stretching as I grab my clothes. I feel so much better with my head clear.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"So, Clair, you don't mind? That we're getting together?" Lana asked, getting a smile from my sister.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Of course not. You're a single monster, and he's probably a single incubus. If I had anything against the two of you going at it like rabbits I would have said something last night." She put a kettle onto the stove top. "That being said, can we not have any more dusk to dawn marathons? I need to go to work, and that requires I get a certain amount of sleep." We both nodded sheepishy, getting a smile from my sister.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh, you two are just too cute." She giggled. "Lana, take my brother out to get him some clothes today, please? I think he could use more than one outfit, yeah?" Lana nodded enthusiastically.

<span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Slowly the days ticked by, each one bringing back more memories, and each memory dulling the sensations of what the mindflayer had done to me. I've got a new, caring wife, I can go back to protecting my sister, and I'm free once more. Things have never been better. At least I don't think they have.