Steal The Heroes’ Harems

"Make love with a lookalike." Raven looked at the flyer, laced with just a bit of aphrodisiac to stimulate thoughts, unable to believe what she was looking at. "Or just make out with the man of your dreams. Our trained illusionists can transform and appear as any man you desire and perform raunchy acts for the right price. Don't let your dreams be dreams. Just do it! Contact us by talking to the wooden doll along the hallway."

Raven shrugged, thought about what it'll be like to make out with the hero. She wasn't sure it'll be any good and put the flyer aside. Nysta, Wynn or Kiara didn't even look at the flyer. All threeof them didn't even notice it, and they were out of their way to do their daily chores.

Hannah, on the other hand, picked it up, and blushed. The childhood friend of the hero wondered what it would be like to make out with a hero lookalike, and somehow, the thought highly excited her. She had been so frustrated at her dense childhood friend that never seems to get it. So, so frustrated. 

The hero was out of the city. Out exploring the wilds with a band of the Lord's experienced soldiers. He wouldn't be back for a few days. The thought swirled in her mind the entire day. She was the hero's biggest fan, and the thought of making out with a lookalike heavily excited her. So that night, she was the only one to stand before the wooden doll. Edmund didn't expect it would be her to engage such a service.

"I'd like to make out with the hero, please. Uh- no sex. I just want like- dirty talks, hugs, and maybe some kissing?"

Edmund transposed his voice to the doll. "That'll be thirty gold coins." 

"Thirty?" Hannah asked. That was quite expensive, and she looked incredibly hesitant. But Edmund quickly latched on and adjusted his prices. He couldn't let this opportunity pass.

"I'll offer a first-time discount. Just five gold coins."

"Five?" Hannah still frowned. It's still a lot of money.

"Fine, just one gold coin. And I'll just in a special perfume to create the mood." Edmund would give it free. 

Hannah nodded. She could pay one gold coin. She placed the gold coin on the wooden doll, and the coin vanished. At that moment, Edmund shapeshifted into an exact lookalike of the hero, and appeared. 

"Hello, Hannah." Edmund said, holding a flower rose. "How would you like to call you?"

Hannah blushed. "Call me like when you used to. Uh... wait. You don't know. Uh- call me Nene."

"Hello, Nene. You look beautiful in that suit of armor." Edmund quickly complimented. 

She blushed and looked back. "You look exactly like him. How is it possible?"

Edmund smirked. He wasn't sure how good Hannah's demon-senses were, so he needed to set up the aphrodisiacs quickly. He placed a magical incense in the room, and tapped the wall briefly. "Trade secrets, Nene. Also, I hope you don't mind if I mask the room's sound." 

Hannah panicked as she realized what he meant. "Oh. sure. It wouldn't be good if others heard me. You even sound like him-"

But Edmund casted a sound amplification magic instead, ensuring that what is inside would be heard to those along the hallway. Hannah was a heroine, and one of the strongest characters aside from the hero. But her strength was more of a combatant, not that of a mage.  "Well, Nene. Can I help you with your armor?"

She blushed. "Uh- sure." 

Edmund began to help her armor off, revealing a simple shirt and vest underneath. Unlike Kiara or Raven, she was best as a tank, and she naturally wore good armor. Her natural abilities enhanced the effectiveness and strength of all her armors, so with her blessings, even a simple iron-armor would feel like mythic-grade armor. 

"You must feel sore with all that armor." Edmund teased. "Let me help you with your shoulders, Nene."

Hannah blushed, but she quickly added. "We're not doing anything naughty, okay."

"Sure, Nene. I'm just going to give you a massage. Just treat me like a massage parlor, alright? A massage parlor staffed with a man that looks like the hero." 

That didn't sound problematic for Hannah at all. She nodded as she sat on the chair, wearing just a simple shirt and pants. Edmund stood behind her, and began to knead her muscles. 

Around this time, Nysta, the nun returned, and she paused as she heard voices coming from Hannah's room. Edmund knew she was there, and so began talking dirty to her. 

"You've been so good to me, Nene." Edmund started cosplaying as the hero. "Come, let me help you feel good."

Nysta froze. Was the hero back already? Edmund began to knead her muscles, and pressed. She moaned as she felt him press into her muscles. Nysta blushed. 

"You've been with me for so long. I'm sorry for not noticing your feelings."

Hannah blushed, and somehow, she poured her heart out. "Yeah, and you're an idiot. I've liked you since we were kids!"

Nysta froze at the revelation. She knew Hannah liked the hero, but hearing it was something else. Edmund smiled. "I'm sorry, Nene. Let me make it up to you." Edmund intentionally squeezed a little harder.

It hurt. Hannah winced, briefly forgetting she was in a cosplay. "That hurt, Aman." 

Nysta blushed, her mind whirled. She couldn't see what was happening inside Hannah's room, but- were they doing it? Why else was she moaning like that? 

"Oh." Edmund smiled. "Sorry, let me be more gentle. You must be really sensitive here. Is this your first time?" 

Hannah moaned as Edmund's gentle fingers worked their magic. She rotated her shoulders, and felt her muscles loosen. "-ah. This is nice."

"Yes it is, Nene. You're such a beautiful woman. Your body is so beautiful." 

Nysta, her ears at the door, was red as a potato. She blushed as her mind did the heavily lifting. She imagined Hannah and Aman engaging in sex and felt jealousy. 

Hannah moaned. "Oh, I like you like this better. Tell me more."

"To think I've waited so long to do this to you." Edmund continued with the suggestive talk, as he touched her arms and massaged her muscles. "You have such slender fingers, and you're so strong."

The heroine's face was red as a potato. "-you're too close."

"Oh? Am I? How deep do you want me to go, then?" 

Nysta felt her ears burn. They were really going at it. Edmund flicked a finger, and created fake sounds of sex. Nysta, outside, heard the fake sounds of bodies grinding and slamming at each other, and she blushed. She held her hands together, praying. "Oh goddesses, please forgive us for we have sinned."

Hannah didn't reply, her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the massage. Edmund kneeled in front of her. "Let me massage your legs, Nene."

"Oh- okay." He took off her sock, and began to gently massage her leg muscles. She moaned in pleasure. A tank needed to have a solid foundation, and each hit travelled from the point of impact down through her legs. "These are such sexy, beautiful muscles."

"You think so?"

"I certainly do." Edmund continued to knead her muscles. He didn't attempt to inject any strange energies into Hannah's body. Not yet. This was their first time interacting, and he wanted to establish some level of trust and credibility. 

Hannah nodded. "-man, you're so good at this."

Outside, Nysta flushed. The suggestive voices and the sounds of bodies in interaction made her heat up, and in embarrassment, she retreated back to her room. 

Edmund noticed, and naturally decided it was a good time to stop. He flicked a finger and the magical spell amplifying their conversation vanished, along with the sound of the bodies smashing. "Well, I think that's all you get for 1 Gold Coin, Miss Hannah."

"What- you're stopping already?"

"Of course, Miss Hannah. This is a business, and if you want more, you have to pay more. Also, this is my magical card." Edmund handed her a special magical card. "It's linked to the talking stones, and you can leave a message if you would like to engage my services again. We can agree our prices before we start."

"Hey." Hannah frowned. It was going so well, and she was feeling unsatisfied. "-uh. how much for the next time?"

"Well- that depends. I offer massages, dirty talk, the full suite of services. But I know you want to keep that part of yourself, so- feel free to ask me for other stuff."

She blushed. "Oh. Okay. You- you really look like him." Hannah touched Edmund's face. Edmund smiled.

"Of course I do, nene. I'd even do dress ups, if you want, but that'll cost a bit. Alright, see you again." Edmund walked out the door, and vanished. 

Hannah returned to her room, and noticed the perfume was still there. It was a mild aphrodisiac, and it caused the dissatisfied heroine to please herself. 

***

"I didn't know they were doing it to each other." Nysta said to herself, praying. "Was what those people saying true? That the hero sleeps with the other girls? Was I just so oblivious that I didn't know it was happening around me?" 

The nun instantly suspected all the women around her. Were they all secretly sleeping with the hero?