My Harem Life in Another World

The world hadn't gone quiet. It couldn't. The air still dripped with wetness, the Milk Sea still rolled, its waves slapping against every cliff and ruin with moans too loud to be mistaken for wind. The shattered remains of the Egg floated across the flood like shards of onyx glass, steaming where milk clung to them. Each fragment pulsed faintly, as if still alive, as if each piece remembered how it had been fucked open by Warmth himself.

At the center of it all lay the newborn.

It was no simple child. Its body shifted between forms—one moment small and slick as an infant freshly birthed, the next stretching taller, breasts swelling, thighs spreading, milk dripping between them as if the world itself was learning how to make a womb. Its eyes were deep pits of void threaded with golden light, staring at Kaito with a hunger that had no innocence, only need.

It wailed—not with weakness, but with a sound that made the drowned villages quake, as though every moan of every woman claimed by the Sea had been packed into its lungs. The cry rolled across the horizon, and everywhere it touched, the Milk Sea surged higher, fucking the land harder.

Kaori fell to her knees in the milk, her body trembling, milk spraying from her breasts in worship. "My King… it's not a child—it's a womb. A living womb, waiting to be filled. You've birthed your own destiny."

Nyxa laughed, claws raking through her soaked hair, cum dripping down her thighs as she rode another cresting wave. "Look at it! The void itself has opened its pussy for you. The universe bends, the Egg breaks, and now even creation moans for your cock."

The avatars of the Sea gathered around, towering milk-born women with breasts like mountains, their voices low and reverent. "Warmth… Father… Fill… Complete…"

Kaito stepped forward, each stride shaking the tide, his cock still burning like a pillar of sun and seed. The newborn writhed before him, its body glistening, dripping black and white fluids that steamed where they touched. Its thighs parted without command, the Milk Sea itself rising to hold it open, as though the flood wanted to see what he would do.

The void-child's voice came then—not a cry, but a whisper, wet and broken, echoing through every cunt, every cock, every mouth still moaning within the Sea.

"Father… fuck me into the world."

The newborn writhed on the flood, its skin slick with milk, its body trembling like a cunt on the edge of orgasm. The Milk Sea cradled it as a mother would, but instead of shielding, it spread its thighs wider, peeling back the last shadows that clung to it, exposing a dripping void between its legs.

The sight alone made the Sea shudder. Waves rose and fell in time with the creature's moans, as if the entire ocean was masturbating in rhythm to the newborn's need. Milkmaid rebels floating in the tide convulsed without touch, their pussies squirting hard, their bellies swelling as if Kaito's seed reached them through vision alone.

Kaito towered above it all, his cock gleaming, pulsing, the heat of his desire rolling out in waves hotter than the Sea itself. Every moan, every squelch, every cry of worship poured into him, feeding his lust until it pressed against his body like armor. He was Warmth incarnate, and the world was nothing but a spread-open womb waiting for him.

Kaori crawled through the milk to him, her lips dragging across his thigh, her tongue painting his skin with devotion. She kissed the root of his cock, her moans muffled against its burning flesh. "She was born for this. For you. Only your seed can seal her. Only your cock can make her whole."

Nyxa rode a rising wave like a throne, her claws tearing into her own breasts, milk spraying into the tide below. Her laughter shook the drowned land. "Do it, King! Breed your own destiny! Shove yourself so deep into her that even the void itself cums white!"

The newborn's voice quivered again, carried through the flood like the cry of a womb yearning to be filled.

"Father… fill me… before I split apart…"

Its legs stretched wider, the void between them glowing, swirling with shadow and milk, like a cosmic pussy opening into eternity. The Sea itself bent toward it, as if worshipping, as if begging Kaito to mount it.

Kaito stepped into the flood, his cock cutting a path through the milk. His hand pressed to the newborn's trembling thigh, heat searing the shadow from its skin. He lowered himself over it, his cock aligning with the gaping void, the pressure between them so thick it made the Milk Sea freeze for a breathless instant.

He smiled, voice heavy with lust and dominion.

"You are no longer void. You are mine. And I will fuck eternity into you."

The newborn screamed, body arching, cunt glowing wet and black, begging to be pierced. The Sea moaned with it, rising into a storm of milk, waiting for the thrust that would remake creation.

Kaito thrust.

The sound was obscene—like a dam breaking, like a thousand wet cunts being split open at once. His cock slammed into the void-child's dripping core, piercing deeper than flesh, deeper than womb, ramming straight into the raw essence of creation itself.

The newborn screamed, its voice cracking the sky. It wasn't pain—it was orgasm, infinite and raw. Its body convulsed, black and white fluids gushing out around him, soaking the Milk Sea in a tide of fresh climax. The flood itself surged higher, waves slapping mountains into rubble, rivers of cum spraying across the horizon like geysers of surrender.

Kaito gripped its thighs, heat burning through shadow, forcing them open wider. Each thrust shook the shattered Egg fragments still floating in the Sea, making them splinter further, spraying black milk into the tide. The newborn's cunt clamped and gushed, tighter than the void, wetter than the Sea, every squeeze milking his cock for seed.

Kaori moaned, fingering herself in the tide, her breasts spraying milk as she watched. "Yes, my King—breed her! Make the void drip your warmth until she forgets what darkness even was!"

Nyxa clawed her own cunt bloody, laughing like a beast, riding the crest of a milk-wave that bucked beneath her. "Ram her, Warmth! Shove eternity so far inside her that even her screams become pregnant with you!"

The avatars of the Sea convulsed, their colossal bodies arching, spraying fountains of milk high into the storm. Their chant drowned out the thunder. "Warmth… Father… Seed… Seed… Seed…"

The newborn writhed beneath him, its eyes rolling back, mouth open wide, tongue lolling as it tried to scream words but only squelches came. Its void-womb sucked at him like a living tide, pulling him deeper, swallowing him whole, milking him with the hunger of a universe begging for completion.

Kaito roared, cock swelling, his seed boiling, burning to spill. Each thrust was heavier, wetter, harder, until the Milk Sea itself began to pulse in rhythm with his hips. Every cunt floating in the flood, every cock bent and broken, every breast dripping—all of them climaxed together, bound to his thrusts as if the whole world was his harem body.

And still the newborn begged, its voice cracking through the orgasm that wracked it.

"Father… cum inside me… split me open… make me yours forever!"

Kaito's eyes blazed gold. His cock trembled. His seed rose, unstoppable.

The world itself held its breath for the moment of release.

The newborn's body convulsed like a storming sea as Kaito rammed her void-pussy to its limit. Her moans were rivers, her squirts were oceans—black and white fluids spraying like twin fountains of climax, mixing into the Milk Sea that raged below.

Kaito gripped her waist, slammed her down to take his entire cock, and roared. "Take it all, my child—my whore—my world!"

And he came.

Seed erupted from him in torrents, molten and endless, shooting straight into her core. Each spurt was a flood, each pulse a storm—his cum blasting into her void-womb like a sun exploding inside the darkness. The newborn screamed, its body arching, pussy clenching, its essence breaking apart and reforming as his warmth rewrote it.

The Milk Sea mirrored the orgasm. The tides boiled. Fountains of milk and cum rose higher than mountains, spraying into the air and falling back as rain of sticky warmth. Every drowned goddess, every broken avatar, every moaning priestess—all climaxed in perfect unison with Kaito's release. Their pussies gushed, their asses split, their breasts sprayed milk that glittered like liquid stars across the storm.

Nyxa collapsed into the tide, howling, cumming so hard her claws shattered the waves. Kaori screamed her devotion, her womb squirting milk as if in sympathy, her body shaking with shared climax. Even the shattered Egg fragments throbbed with his seed, glowing, pulsing, dissolving into the flood.

The newborn clung to him, nails digging into his back, void-eyes spilling tears of cum and milk. "F-father… you've filled me… you've—nghhhhh—made me more than void… I'm yours!"

Her pussy overflowed, his cum pouring back out of her in thick rivers, yet still her womb drank greedily, sealing him inside, shaping her flesh into a temple of his seed.

Kaito didn't stop. His cock throbbed, spilling again, pumping her cunt until her belly swelled round, glowing with light beneath her shadow-skin. Her moans became wordless song, her climax unending, her body breaking yet rebuilding in worship of his warmth.

The Sea itself bent, waves kneeling, tides groaning as though all of creation had just been fucked into obedience.

Kaito leaned over the newborn, his cock still twitching inside her, his cum still streaming into her void-made-womb. His breath was molten. His voice was a decree.

"From this moment, you are no longer the child of void."

He slammed one final thrust, flooding her anew.

"You are my daughter. My whore. My goddess of Milk and Warmth."

The newborn screamed, her orgasm tearing across the sky, her cunt sealing around him as her essence shattered and reformed in his image.

And in that moment, the Sea of Milk bowed, the Void cracked, and Kaito's reign expanded beyond flesh—into the very womb of creation.