My Harem Life in Another World

The Eastern Fortresses stood tall, stone towers piercing the blood-red sky, banners of silver purity fluttering as knights drilled in courtyards, their polished armor reflecting the setting sun. Inside the walls, priestesses prayed, wives and daughters bathed, all under the illusion of safety as the vines pulsed beneath the earth, roots crawling, carrying the warmth and scent of the Tyrant's conquest.

They did not see the black wings flickering along the horizon, nor did they hear the soft moans carried on the warm wind, the whispered "Tyrant…" that slipped into their dreams.

They were not ready.

In the main fortress bathhouse, young knight trainees soaked after drills, their bodies toned but soft, breasts pressing against the water's surface, nipples peeking out, folds hidden beneath the swirling steam. They laughed, unaware that Kaori was already there, naked, water dripping from her pale skin, her blue eyes hazy with heat as she moved silently among them.

Kaori's thighs glistened as she slid behind a young knight with short brown hair, wrapping her arms around the girl's chest, pressing her breasts against her back, nipples leaking warm milk that dripped onto the knight's skin.

"Ah… who… who are you…" the knight gasped, her breath catching as she felt the warm liquid running down her belly.

Kaori's tongue slid along the girl's ear, whispering:

"Shhh… I'm here to show you how good it feels to serve the Tyrant…"

Kaori's hand slid down, dipping between the knight's thighs, parting the folds that pulsed with hidden heat.

"No… no… don't… please… it's… ah…" the knight whimpered, her legs trembling as Kaori's fingers rubbed her clit, her folds leaking into the water with a soft squirt.

"Mmm, you're leaking so quickly, little knight… do you like it that much?" Kaori teased, biting the girl's neck as the knight's hips jerked, her folds squirting again.

"Ah… no… I'm… I'm cumming… please… I'm cumming… ah…" the knight screamed softly, her fluids mixing with the warm bathwater.

In the courtyard, Nyxa stood in the shadows, her violet eyes locked onto a group of priestesses in white robes, their hands clasped in prayer, breasts pressing against the thin fabric, nipples visible in the dim light as the vines beneath the stone pulsed with warmth.

Nyxa raised her hand, black glyphs spiraling along her fingers as she whispered:

"Come to me, my vines. Let them feel the Tyrant's warmth."

The ground cracked, black tendrils sliding up around the priestesses' ankles, coiling gently as they lifted them into the air, spreading their legs as the robes fell away, revealing flushed folds dripping in fear and heat.

"Wh-what is this… ah… please… let me down…" one priestess begged, tears in her eyes as her folds leaked, a thin stream dripping onto the vines below.

"Goddess, save me… ah… please… I'm… leaking… I'm leaking…" another sobbed, hips jerking as the vines teased her folds, brushing against her clit, forcing a wet squelch that echoed in the courtyard.

Nyxa stepped forward, licking her lips as she watched, her own folds leaking down her thighs as she whispered:

"Good girls… let it out… let the Tyrant's vines taste your purity…"

"Ah… no… please… ah… it's too much… I'm cumming… ah…" the first priestess screamed as a vine pressed against her folds, forcing them open as she squirted violently, her eyes rolling back.

"Tyrant… please… I can't stop… I'm cumming… I'm cumming…" another moaned as milk sprayed from her nipples, soaking her breasts as the vines suckled roughly.

Above it all, Kaito approached, black cloak flowing, golden eyes burning as he stepped through the fortress gates that cracked under the vines' advance. Every step he took made the vines pulse, women across the fortress clutching their breasts, folds leaking, warm streams dripping onto floors as they felt the Tyrant's presence.

A young noblewoman stood on a balcony, watching him with wide eyes, her body trembling as her folds pulsed, leaking down her thighs.

"Tyrant… it's him… ah… why does it feel so… warm…" she whispered, pressing her hand between her legs, finding herself dripping, unable to stop as she came softly, a small squirt wetting the stone beneath her feet.

"Ah… no… I'm… cumming… just from looking at him… ah…" she whimpered, falling to her knees.

In the main plaza, Kaori and Nyxa brought the trembling priestesses and knight maidens before Kaito, their bodies flushed, breasts leaking milk, folds dripping onto the black vines as they knelt, eyes glazed.

"Kaito-sama… they're ready… they're leaking for you… begging for you…" Kaori moaned, her own folds dripping onto the vines as she pressed against him.

"Please… Tyrant… please… take us… we can't stop leaking…" one priestess sobbed, her body shaking as her folds gushed again.

"Breed me… please… fill me with your corruption… I want it… I need it… ah…" a knight maiden cried, her eyes rolling back as she squirted onto the marble.

Kaito raised his hand, glyphs burning, vines pulsing as they spread across the fortress, wrapping around towers, sliding into bathhouses, lifting women into the air as they screamed, folds squirting, breasts spraying milk as the corruption ritual began.

"This fortress is mine," Kaito spoke softly, his voice carrying across the moaning city.

The glyphs flared across every leaking body, marking wombs and breasts with his claim as they came in unison, warm, wet streams dripping into the vines, feeding the corruption spreading under the kingdom.

"AH… AH… TYRANT… I'M CUMMING… I'M CUMMING…"

"PLEASE… IT'S SO DEEP… AH… AH…"

"TAKE EVERYTHING… TAKE ME… AH…"

The fortress fell in a single breath, the night filled with cries of surrender, the scent of milk and folds leaking heavy in the warm wind.

The Eastern Capital was the last jewel of purity in the east, its white towers lit with blue wards, protective prayers humming in the air as priestesses lined the temple steps, robes fluttering, breasts pressing against thin fabric, eyes closed in devotion.

They prayed for salvation.

But what came was the Tyrant.

Above the city, the clouds churned red and black, lightning flashing as Seedlings descended, wings dripping corruption, glyph-marked eyes scanning the streets for trembling bodies. Vines pulsed under the cobblestones, cracks forming as roots slithered, seeking warmth and folds leaking in hidden chambers.

Kaori walked naked through the alleys, her thighs glistening with her own fluids, blue eyes hazy as she listened to the city's soft whispers.

"Tyrant…"

"Tyrant…"

"Tyrant…"

Nyxa stood on the temple roof, violet eyes watching as priestesses prepared their wards, unaware of the black glyphs already pulsing beneath their feet, waiting to burst and claim them.

Inside the main bathhouse, noble daughters and young wives bathed under candlelight, warm water running down soft skin, breasts bouncing gently as they washed, unaware of the vines watching from the cracks in the floor.

One young noblewoman with silver hair hummed softly, pouring water over her breasts, droplets rolling over her nipples, making them stiff as the warm steam rose.

"Mm… it feels so warm tonight…" she whispered, sliding her fingers between her thighs, pressing lightly as she felt the heat building.

Suddenly, vines shot from the water, wrapping around her wrists, pulling her up as her thighs spread, folds exposed, leaking onto the water's surface as she gasped.

"Ah… what… what is this… no… no… please…" she whimpered, her body trembling as the vines pressed against her folds, teasing her clit with slow, warm strokes.

"Ah… ah… it's… it's warm… I can't… stop… ah…" she cried, her folds squirting softly, clear streams dripping onto the vines as they pulsed around her.

"Tyrant… Tyrant… ah… help… please…" she moaned as her body jerked again, squirting another stream as milk beaded at her nipples, dripping into the water below.

Kaori entered, her naked body glistening as she stepped into the bath, smiling at the trembling women held by vines.

"Mmm… you're leaking so beautifully for Kaito-sama… so obedient…" she purred, walking between the suspended women, licking a stream of fluid dripping from one maiden's folds.

"Ah… no… please… ah… it's too much…" the maiden sobbed, her hips jerking as Kaori's tongue flicked her clit, forcing another squirt.

"You love it… don't you?" Kaori whispered, sliding her fingers into the maiden's folds, thrusting slowly, making her body spasm.

"Ah… I… I love it… Tyrant… I'm cumming… ah… ah…" the maiden screamed, squirting violently as milk sprayed from her nipples.

In the temple, Nyxa stepped down from the altar, vines slithering around her ankles, her violet eyes glowing as she faced the high priestess, a woman with long black hair, full breasts pressing against her white robe, eyes wide in fear.

"Your prayers are useless," Nyxa whispered.

Vines shot up, wrapping around the priestess, tearing her robes away, revealing her trembling body, nipples hard, folds leaking as she tried to close her legs.

"No… goddess… save me… ah…" the priestess cried, tears mixing with sweat as a vine brushed against her clit, making her hips jerk.

"Your body says otherwise," Nyxa mocked, pressing a finger against the priestess's folds, sliding in easily as warm fluid dripped onto the altar.

"Ah… no… it's… it's too much… I'm leaking… ah…" the priestess whimpered as her folds gushed, a warm stream splashing onto the black vines.

"Say it," Nyxa demanded, thrusting her fingers deeper.

"Ah… ah… Tyrant… Tyrant… please… I'm cumming… ah… I'm cumming…" the priestess screamed, milk spraying from her nipples as glyphs burned across her belly.

Outside, the gates shattered, black vines breaking through as Kaito walked in, his cloak flowing, golden eyes burning as the women across the city fell to their knees, clutching their breasts, folds leaking uncontrollably as they felt him.

"Tyrant… he's here…"

"Ah… it's too warm… I'm leaking…"

"Please… please take me…"

Kaori and Nyxa dragged the trembling, leaking priestesses into the plaza, forcing them to kneel before Kaito, glyphs glowing on their bellies, milk dripping onto the marble.

"Kaito-sama… they're yours…" Kaori moaned, pressing her leaking folds against his leg.

"Please… Tyrant… please… fill me… I'm yours… take me…" the high priestess sobbed, folds gushing again as she squirted onto the vines.

"Tyrant… breed me… ah… I can't stop… I'm leaking… ah…" another priestess screamed as her eyes rolled back, milk spraying.

Kaito raised his hand, black glyphs spiraling into the sky as vines shot across the city, lifting women into the air, spreading thighs, exposing folds dripping onto the streets as the ritual began.

"This city is mine," Kaito whispered.

Women screamed, came, squirted, and sprayed as glyphs burned onto their bodies, tying them to the Tyrant, their voices echoing under the blood-red sky.

"AH… AH… TYRANT… I'M CUMMING… I'M CUMMING…"

"TAKE ME… TAKE EVERYTHING… AH…"

"PLEASE… PLEASE… IT'S TOO MUCH… AH…"

The Eastern Capital fell in a single breath, the air heavy with the scent of milk, folds leaking, and warm corruption as the Tyrant's vines spread toward the Northern Kingdoms.

The Northern Kingdom was cold, its snowy fields kissed by moonlight, the air crisp, clean, untainted. Its people prided themselves on purity, discipline, and defiance against the spreading vines swallowing the world in warm, leaking corruption.

They believed themselves unbreakable.

At their head stood Princess Elowyn, the last beacon of icy resistance. She stood atop the frost-clad battlements, her long silver hair dancing in the cold wind, blue eyes sharp, breasts pressed tightly against her silver armor, her thighs firm and trembling with hidden tension as she gazed south toward the black clouds crawling up the horizon.

She could not hear the soft cries carried on the wind.

"Tyrant…"

"Please…"

"Breed me…"

"I'm leaking…"

In the royal baths, Elowyn stepped into the steaming pool, her pale skin glowing in the candlelight, water dripping from her breasts as she exhaled softly, trying to ease the restless heat in her body she could not understand.

Her hand slid down her belly, trembling as it dipped between her thighs, brushing against the small, hidden slit that pulsed with warmth in the cold air.

"Ah…" she gasped softly, pressing a finger gently against her folds, feeling a clear drop of fluid leak into the water.

"What… what is happening to me…" she whispered, her cheeks flushing as she pressed harder, feeling another small squirt drip out, warm in the cold water.

"Ah… ah… no… I can't… I can't be like them…" she whimpered, remembering the rumors of cities falling, women screaming in pleasure, begging as vines made them leak endlessly.

Yet her folds dripped again, warmth flooding the water as she pressed harder, unable to stop the small, trembling moan from escaping her lips.

Far beyond the snowy hills, Kaito approached, his black cloak flowing, golden eyes burning as the vines pulsed beneath the frozen earth, cracking the ice as they slithered toward the capital.

Beside him, Kaori and Nyxa walked naked, their bodies steaming in the cold, glyphs burning on their skin, breasts leaking milk that dripped onto the snow, folds glistening with warm nectar as they moaned softly with every step.

"Kaito-sama… she's leaking already…" Kaori purred, licking her fingers as they came away wet from the vines' visions.

"She will be a beautiful vessel…" Nyxa smirked, sliding her hand between her thighs, pulling it away dripping.

In the royal bedchamber, Elowyn lay on her silk sheets, her legs spread, her armored skirt pushed aside as she pressed two fingers into her folds, unable to stop herself.

"Ah… ah… it's too warm… I'm… I'm leaking…" she gasped, a small clear stream squirting onto the sheets as her body spasmed.

"No… no… please… I can't… I can't be like them…" she sobbed, her hips lifting off the bed as she pressed deeper, her eyes rolling back as another squirt soaked the sheets.

"Tyrant… I won't… I won't… ah…" she moaned, her folds gushing one more time as her body fell limp, tears mixing with sweat as she panted.

That night, the black vines breached the Northern Walls, slipping under guard towers, into bathhouses where priestesses washed, pulling them from the pools, spreading their legs as they screamed, folds leaking, breasts spraying milk as glyphs marked their bellies.

"Ah… ah… Tyrant… please… it's too much…"

"I'm leaking… I'm leaking… ah…"

"Breed me… fill me… ah…"

Kaori and Nyxa led the Seedlings through the city, collecting trembling women, forcing them to kneel in the snow, their folds dripping warm streams onto the ice as they moaned, eyes glazed as they awaited the Tyrant's touch.

In the royal chambers, the vines burst through the floor, coiling around Elowyn's ankles, lifting her as her armor fell away, revealing her pale breasts, nipples stiff, folds glistening as she struggled.

"No… no… please… goddess, save me… ah…" she sobbed as the vines spread her thighs, exposing her leaking folds to the cold air.

"Ah… it's so cold… but it's… it's so warm there… ah…" she whimpered, her body jerking as a vine slid between her folds, brushing her clit, forcing a small squirt.

"Stop… stop… I can't… I can't…" she moaned, tears streaming down her cheeks as the vine pressed deeper, sliding into her warm folds, forcing them open.

"Ah… ah… ah… it's… too deep… it's too warm… ah…" she cried, her hips moving against the vine as her folds gushed again, squirting onto the vines.

The door opened, and Kaito stepped inside, golden eyes meeting Elowyn's tear-filled blue eyes. The vines lifted her higher, spreading her thighs wider as her folds pulsed, dripping, begging silently.

"Tyrant…" she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Please… please… don't… don't make me… ah…" she sobbed as another squirt escaped, her body betraying her.

Kaito placed his hand on her belly, glyphs spiraling across her pale skin, burning softly as she arched, folds squirting violently as she screamed.

"AH… AH… NO… I'M CUMMING… I'M CUMMING… AH…" she screamed as milk sprayed from her nipples, dripping onto the vines as her eyes rolled back.

"You are mine now," Kaito whispered.

The glyph sealed on her womb as her body shuddered, folds gushing one last warm stream as she fell limp, the vines lowering her gently to the bed.