While Hannah and I were preparing for… whatever was about to happen, another one of my clones was in the fief.
After meeting Chiara in the Amazon village, my decision to participate in a certain campaign became even firmer. Having already met some of its characters, the idea of meeting the rest became tempting… perhaps it was simple greed. So, I set up the campaign and prepared to enter.
*Pop* *Pop*
In the main world, almost at the same instant I left, I reappeared as if nothing had happened… though for me, years had passed. An entire lifetime, from my arrival at Hogwarts to graduation and a little beyond. A complete adventure, albeit a simple one given my skills. And, I must admit, most of that time was spent… ahem… contributing to the fief's population growth.
I couldn't help but smile with a certain perversion, satisfied with everything I had achieved. But the smile quickly vanished when a pink-haired figure ran toward me with her mechanical arm raised high.
"Hi, Tonks..." I tried to greet my pregnant girlfriend just before she landed a metallic punch that sent me to the ground. I rubbed my cheek, which hurt more than it should have, even though the actual damage was minimal. "What was it for this time?" I asked, already used to her reactions.
"You son of a bitch!" Tonks exploded, her face completely red from a mix of fury and embarrassment.
"Hey, my mother has nothing to do with this," I corrected her, standing up. I couldn't get mad at her, especially not while she was pregnant. One had to be tolerant.
"Why the hell did you make me have a threesome with Tulip?!" she barked, furious as she processed the new memories the campaign had merged with her own.
"Well… she was heading straight toward lesbianism, and we couldn't allow that," I replied with theatrical seriousness. "She needed to be cured."
"With a threesome?!" She confronted me, piercing me with her gaze. "You could have just fucked her and that's it!!" she protested, rubbing her tongue with her hand as if trying to erase an uncomfortable sensation. "By Morgana! Tulip is my friend!"
Tonks was overwhelmed by fury and shame due to the memories of "her new life," unable to believe she had done those things with me and the others.
"You enjoyed it… and so did Tulip," I tried to smooth things over. "And I think now you can say you're more than just friends."
My attempt failed miserably.
Tonks started hitting me with both hands, though without any real force. It wasn't resentment; she was just overwhelmed. I didn't even block the mechanical arm. In an instant, she ended up crying against my chest, hugging me, giving me soft thumps every now and then with no real intention of hurting me.
"You can't just change my past! Fucking me when I was younger and making me fuck others! That's cheating! Or whatever, but it's horrible!" she sobbed. "I don't want to wake up tomorrow with memories of us fucking since I was five or something! You're not allowed to turn me into a pervert against my will!"
She pressed herself against me. She was angry, yes, but the memories of our "new history"—entering Hogwarts together, living adventures, growing and discovering things side by side—had only made our already deep relationship even more solid.
"It's okay, I'm sorry," I told her, stroking her back. "I didn't think it through when I did it… but you didn't expect me to let the adorable young Tonks go, did you? You are mine in every version of yourself," I added, kissing her forehead.
"You are not allowed to travel back in time to change anything about my history ever again," she warned me with tearful, resentful eyes. "Understood?"
"Alright… if I do, I'll call you so you can come with me. How does that sound?" I calmed her down.
Tonks nodded, demanding more affection without letting go, resting her head on my chest and calming down to the beat of my heart.
The new memories that had arrived all at once were beginning to settle with surprising ease. What had caused her shock just minutes ago now felt almost mundane. If Tonks hadn't found me so quickly—if she'd had a couple of hours to process it—this scene probably wouldn't have happened. Even that memory with Tulip, which overwhelmed her at first, was now simply… embarrassing. Embarrassing due to the clumsiness of two young beginners… trying to keep up with an old demon who had basically been fucking since the era of Morgana.
"Having two sets of memories is weird..." Tonks murmured, trying to mentally organize her new life and her previous one. "Don't do it again. It gives me a headache trying to figure out what I did and what I didn't." She poked my side with her finger. "And besides… I don't know how I'm going to look at Tulip now without that coming up."
"Well, you should think about it," I replied mockingly, "because I plan to send you to find her. And I want you two to go look for the others together."
"Naaah..." she groaned, rolling her eyes at my nerve. "You're a monster. You probably just want to fuck us together again... maybe in an orgy with the rest."
"Maybe," I admitted shamelessly. "But it's also necessary to gather certain people. Our group knows the fief, but not all the girls I've been with. We need to fill it up, and bringing them back would be a good addition. And who better than my beautiful pregnant girlfriend and our friend/lover from the past for the job?" I said as I grabbed her backside.
"Are you two done yet? Because I'm about to vomit if I keep watching your romantic movie," a voice dripping with contempt interrupted.
We looked toward the entrance. A girl about Tonks's age, brown hair with a single orange streak in the front, dressed in that threatening style.
"Hi Merula, long time no see," I greeted with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever..." she grumbled. "You took too long. I can finally quit that stupid job."
There was contempt in her words, but also a touch of envy at seeing Tonks and me so close.
"Come here." I extended my hand, and with a tug, she was pulled straight into my arms.
"Hey! Let me go! I'm not like your other sluts," she protested, though my hug was too strong and she couldn't break free.
"You're all my sluts. I don't make distinctions," I said, kissing her first and then Tonks. I received two perfectly synchronized looks of annoyance.
"Just you wait tonight… I'm going to leave you dry, you damn womanizer," Merula grumbled, but without offering real resistance. In the time we had spent together, I had managed to tame her… fairly well.
"Well, there's a lot to do," I commented, just as more girls began to appear in the fief. My former partners from the 'previous generation.' "Girls, I hope you like the idea of being professors."
Everyone stared at me in confusion. It wasn't the first time I'd dropped an absurd plan, so there wasn't much drama. Unlike Tonks, they didn't have two sets of memories: only one. This world's timeline had adjusted itself so everyone was the correct age, not two extra years like what happened to Chiara before my time travel.
The idea of a reunion orgy set my imagination racing, but I had things to organize first. I had to make sure everyone was present and that the next steps were clear before letting my dick take control.
Though… maybe I could take a few liberties.
...
Back in the Amazon village, I was smiling uncontrollably, confusing Hannah at my side. We were both wandering through the village seeing what else we could take, though it was a mere formality: I already had everything I needed in my inventory and in the fief, but at least I was updating the merchant's shop.
That's when someone reached us. It wasn't Niara, but Chiara… only she looked a bit younger and more beautiful than before, which completely threw Hannah off when she saw her.
Without a word, without asking, without warning, Chiara approached me, caught me in a hug, and kissed me with force and passion. Perhaps even with a touch of resentment.
Beside me, Hannah's jaw nearly hit the floor.
"You're a bastard..." Chiara told me when we pulled apart. "But I have much to thank you for. Thank you for taking care of us."
The gratitude wasn't for her as a woman, but for everything I did for the werewolves.
"Always," I replied, stroking her cheek. "If you want, the others are already home. You should go see them; we need a healer."
"I think I should stay a bit longer. It looks like things here are going to get complicated," Chiara said, looking around at the village in a state of combat. "You might need your little wolf."
"It's okay, I can handle this. You go join the others; I'm sure everyone is anxious for this alumni reunion."
"As you wish… but be careful. Don't cause too much trouble. The women here are good people… don't try to fuck them all… if you can help it," she sighed, knowing full well how dangerous it could be to leave me alone in a village full of women.
"I'll do my best... By the way, do you know what's going on?" I asked, hoping for answers.
"No. It's something only a few know. I only know they are trying to protect something, but since I'm not an Amazon, they won't tell me." (Chiara)
After another kiss and some more affection, we broke the hug. Chiara walked over to Hannah and gave her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"You're a good girl from what I saw. I hope to see you soon at the [Fiefd]," she said with a sincere smile. "And don't let him fool you... he's a bastard, a huge bastard. But... he's worth it."
With those words, she walked away toward the hospital to announce her departure and pack her things before traveling to the fief.
The good thing about having leveled up the fiefdom—and the Travel skill—is that I could set permissions for others to enter or leave from specific points. It saves me the work.
While I kept smiling, Hannah was having an existential crisis trying to understand how, when, and why all of that had happened.
"RED?! YOU AND THE ELDER CHIARA?!" she exclaimed, unable to process the information.
"Yes, we're in a relationship. Yes, we had sex. Yes, she knows about the others and is actually going to meet them… a nice reunion between old friends," I said casually, enjoying her completely stunned expression.
"But how?! We were together this whole time! How did you go and… even with a clone… so fast?" she stammered, her brain on the verge of collapse.
In her mind, the idea that I could seduce women with such ease terrified her. Especially someone as admirable as Chiara. For a moment, she began to feel fear… as if, if I wanted to, I could turn her into another one of my girlfriends at any moment without her even realizing it. As if my gaze alone could steal her soul.
And yet, it also reassured her that I hadn't done it. But that opened another conflict: if I hadn't "conquered" her yet, did it mean I didn't want her? Was she lacking something? Was she inferior to Chiara? She couldn't deny it; she felt inferior, and her internal insecurities were now growing.
Her expressions changed so fast it was impossible not to enjoy it. I could guess almost everything going through her head.
"Don't get worked up… we already knew each other from before," I replied to calm her down.
"What?! But that doesn't make sense because…" (Hannah)
"Don't think about it too much. We acted very well. You'll understand in the future. Now come on, it's almost the time Niara told us," I said, not wanting to go in circles. When she joined the family, she would learn everything.
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