The final night of Arrival Day had stretched into the small hours, the capital still humming with the afterglow of ten days of unrestrained celebration. Torches burned low across the central plaza, casting flickering gold over thousands of sated women sprawled on furs and cushions—breasts rising and falling, pussies still leaking Ethan's seed, soft moans drifting on the warm breeze. The music had quieted to a gentle pulse, like a heartbeat slowing after climax.
Ethan stood on the raised dais with his seven companions, body glistening with sweat and cum, cock still half-hard against his thigh. Vaeloria leaned against him, obsidian skin warm, violet eyes proud. Liraya's fingers traced lazy circles on his chest. Valyndra's winds curled protectively around the group. Lilitha, Mira, Solara, and Thalira pressed close—each woman marked by the week's endless breeding, each one glowing with satisfaction.
From the shadows at the edge of the dais, three figures emerged.
The Elders.
Eldora, the silver-haired Eldorian matriarch, moved with regal grace—tall, mature, her full breasts heavy with age, nipples dark and thick, her old hairy cunt framed by a lush silver bush that gleamed in the torchlight. Thalassa, the merfolk elder, scales shimmering with pearl-like luster, tail powerful yet elegant, her heavy breasts swaying, smooth scaled pussy visible between strong thighs. Gaia, the giantess elder, towered even over Valyndra—massive golden breasts like boulders, thick thighs, her ancient hairy cunt a wild golden thatch that could swallow a man's arm.
They knelt before Ethan, naked and unashamed, bodies still beautiful in their seasoned ripeness.
Eldora spoke first, voice rich and steady. "Breeder… Ethan. You have secured the future of Elysara. Three years of your seed have filled our wombs, strengthened our bloodlines, and driven the shadow from our world forever. Nyxara trains in light. The realm thrives. You have given us everything we asked for… and more."
Thalassa's tail curled respectfully. "Our daughters grow strong. Our villages bloom. The cycle of life turns again because of you."
Gaia's deep voice rumbled like distant thunder. "You have earned your rest here… but the cosmos does not rest. There are three more planets—worlds larger than Elysara, teeming with women who suffer the same ancient curse we once did. Their wombs cry out for the Breeder. Their shadows grow unchecked. They need you."
Ethan's breath caught. His companions shifted closer, listening intently.
Eldora rose slowly, stepping forward until her heavy breasts brushed his chest. "To open the gateways, the old pact must be fulfilled. You must fuck each of us—one final time—and cum deep inside our old hairy cunts. Only the Breeder's seed, given freely to the elders who first summoned you, can tear open the veil between worlds."
Thalassa's scaled hand slid down her belly, parting her thighs to show her smooth, glistening pussy. "My womb is ancient but fertile still. Fill it, and the merfolk worlds beyond will open to you."
Gaia spread her massive thighs, golden bush parting to reveal thick, puffy lips already wet. "My giant cunt has not felt a true Breeder in centuries. Cum inside me, and the giant realms will welcome you."
Ethan looked at each of them—at the mature, powerful bodies that had guided Elysara for generations—then at his seven companions. Vaeloria nodded once, eyes steady. Liraya's flames flickered with excitement. Valyndra smiled softly. Lilitha, Mira, Solara, and Thalira all gave the same quiet approval.
He turned back to the elders, voice low and certain.
"I left a lonely life behind when I came here. No family. No purpose. Just emptiness. Elysara gave me everything—love, pleasure, a reason to exist. I will not abandon that. I choose to keep going. I will breed the women of those three planets. I will leave my old life behind completely and commit to this path—forever."
The elders' eyes shone with gratitude and something deeper—pride, desire, reverence.
Eldora stepped forward first. "Then begin with me."
She turned, bending over the edge of the dais—ass high, thick silver-haired pussy presented, old hairy cunt already dripping with anticipation. Her heavy breasts hung like ripe fruit, nipples brushing the silk.
"Fuck me, Breeder," she breathed. "Stretch this old hairy cunt. Dig out my fucking pussy. Pound me deep. Fill me up with your seed and open the gateway."
Ethan gripped her hips—mature flesh soft yet firm under his fingers—and slid his cock along her hairy slit, coating himself in her nectar. He pushed in—slow, relentless—feeling her ancient walls stretch around him, hot and velvety, the thick silver bush tickling his pelvis.
"Fuck… so tight even after all these years," he groaned, sinking to the hilt.
Eldora moaned—deep, resonant, voice trembling with age and pleasure. "Yes… stretch my tight old cunt… dig it out… pound my fucking pussy!"
He thrust—hard, deep, hips slapping against her ass—watching her heavy breasts swing, silver bush matted with her juices. His hands roamed—gripping her ass, slapping the mature flesh until it jiggled pink, sliding around to rub her swollen clit through the thick hair.
"Cum for me," he growled. "Squeeze this old hairy cunt around my cock. Let me feel you break."
She pushed back—ass rippling with every impact—voice rising. "Harder… pound me… fill my fucking womb… cum deep in my old hairy cunt… breed your elder!"
He slammed in—relentless, powerful—cock pistoning in and out of her dripping, hairy pussy. The crowd watched in reverent silence, thousands of women touching themselves in time with his thrusts.
Eldora came first—body convulsing, old hairy cunt spasming violently around him, juices squirting through her silver bush, soaking his balls. "Cumming… oh gods… breeding me… fill me!"
Ethan roared—thrusting deep one final time—erupting inside her. Thick ropes of cum flooded her ancient womb, overflowing, dripping from her hairy cunt in heavy white streams down her thighs.
The air shimmered. A portal of swirling silver light tore open beside the dais—gateway to the first new world.
Eldora collapsed forward, panting, cum leaking from her stretched, hairy pussy. "The first gateway… is open."
Thalassa and Gaia watched with hungry eyes, but Ethan held up a hand.
"Not yet," he said, voice steady. "Tonight is for Elysara. One final night in the world that saved me. Tomorrow… we begin the new journey."
The elders bowed, stepping back with radiant smiles.
That night, the plaza became one last, massive orgy—marking the end of an era.
Ethan and his full party of seven moved through the sea of women—fucking, breeding, claiming every hole. Vaeloria rode him hard—pussy clenching. "Fuck me… breed your warrior one last time in Elysara."
Liraya bent over—ass high. "Stick it in my ass… fill my fire hole… cum deep."
Valyndra lifted him with winds—riding him mid-air. "Pound my giant pussy… fill me up."
Lilitha, Mira, Solara, and Thalira joined—pussies, asses, mouths all offered, all taken. The crowd surrounded them—women grinding against thighs, sucking balls, licking cum from skin.
"Stretch my tight pussy… eat my ass… cum in my mouth… let me ride that dick… dig out my fucking pussy… fill me up… pound my fucking pussy… stick it in my ass… feed me that dick!"
Moans rose to the stars—Elysara's final farewell to its Breeder before the greater journey.
As dawn broke, Ethan stood with his seven companions before the open silver portal.
He looked back at the realm he had saved—then forward into the swirling light.
"I'm ready," he said. "Let's go breed new worlds."
The party stepped through together—eight figures vanishing into the gateway, leaving Elysara glowing behind them.
Their new journey had begun..