Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

"Daddy, please touch my pussy... Oh yes! Just like that, daddy. Stroke it just like that. Oh fuck yes! Please push your finger inside of me please! Ah yes daddy push it deeper please! Push in and out daddy…"

"Uh-huh! Faster faster! Oh yes! Oh fuck yes! I wanna come for you, daddy! I wanna splash your fingers with my juices. Oh fuck yes. Just like that... I like it! Oh yes, daddy! Oh fuck yes!"

The voluptuous beauty had bent forward, her back arched inside so as to give Byron both full view and full access to her beautiful thick pussy that was so wet and so pink inside, mildly hairy.

Whenever Byron pushed his fingers in, she jerked forward, almost falling to the ground face-first. It was a miracle how she managed to steady herself every time it happened.

"Faster, daddy, faster!"

She kept issuing these irresistible commands to him, her head sideways as her black eyes stared into his to maintain eye contact.

Pleasure was all Byron could see on that oval shaped beautiful face of hers. This prompted him to do as she ordered. To do as she pleaded without any hiccup.

He was having the best time of his life.

Probably better than he had ever imagined.

Back on Earth, Byron had always imagined himself with Syvetta, his girlfriend, the one who called him so they could both lose their virginities the day he got paralyzed.

He had always imagined having sex with her would be the ultimate goal achieved.

He couldn't think of anything else that could top it. Nothing!

Yes. You could argue that sometimes he watched some videos on porn'ab and fantasized about threesomes and things of that kind, but none of those were on the same magnitude as the scene in the bathroom in the Dining Castle.

There were at least 40 girls in the huge bathroom with him, all screaming his name as his tendrils and tentacles toyed with them.

The heat from it all made the room feel like a sauna, the smell of pussy and...

It was simply the most insane thing he had ever seen and done.

Again, you could argue that back in New Themiscyra he had fucked all 70+ of Penthesilea's girls, but that was not the same as this.

Back then, he fucked them one by one. Some even left the room after he finished with them.

The only thing that had come close to it was the scene back in the Breeze Ritual room when he was curing Harmonita of her Lust-sick, but even then, there were no tendrils or tentacles involved. Just the Sensation Smoke.

It was too bad that the day he found out he could satisfy all the girls at once was the day when the goddamned goddess Calliope decided to threaten him with visions.

'No! No! I don't want to think about Strawberry's visions,' Byron thought, shifting his focus back on enjoying the moment.

When Hippolyta and Keza returned, that's when he would think about the visions. At least then he would know the full content.

He still wondered why Hippolyta and Keza were taking so long to...

'I can't believe I'm thinking about it again,' he internally scolded himself.

Just then, he heard Hippolyta's voice. "What the fuck is happening?" she shouted.

Most of the girls went quiet, shifting their gaze toward the entrance.

However, some girls were too carried away to hear her. They continued moaning loudly, writhing on the floor as Byron's tentacles thrust into their pussies.

Byron supposed this was his fault because even though he too shifted his gaze toward the entrance, he didn't stop fingering the voluptuous girl, or thrusting into the other girls with his tentacles, or resist Queen Otrera's twerking.

It was Queen Otrera who answered Hippolyta's question. "Oh, dear! You see people naked and moaning and ask what's happening? Fucking, of course! What else do you think is happening? Hehe!"

Hippolyta took a step foward, careful not to step onto anyone or into any of the puddles around the room. "I mean, how are you doing it?"

She was staring at Byron to indicate that he was the one her question was directed at.

Before he could answer, he heard Queen Otrera say, "He says he has some tricks up his sleeves. I have to admit, I too was surprised at first. It's weird feeling something huge fill your pussy, something you can touch but cannot see. So weird, I dare say!"

"Is this the same thing you used yesterday when we had a threesome with Keza?" asked Hippolyta, again looking at Byron.

Byron just smiled at her. It was answer enough.

Hippolyta took another step. "What is it?"

"It doesn't have a name," replied Byron, still vigorously fingering the voluptuous girl.

Most of the girls had gotten over their surprise of Hippolyta's arrival and they were now back at screaming, enjoying the moment while it lasted. They could tell their orgy with Byron was edging toward the end.

Hippolyta stepped over another girl, her eyebrows furrowed. "It might not have a name, but it has to be something, right?"

Again, Queen Otrera came to Byron's rescue. "Dear, why are you insisting on knowing what it is? I think the mystery around it makes it even better, don't you think?"

"You're right, mother. But I'm dying of curiosity." After saying this, Hippolyta turned to look at Byron again, "Please, try and explain it to me."

By now, she had reached Byron. He created two tendrils and sent them to coil around her nipples. "How does it feel?" he asked.

"It feels like soft threads," she replied, letting out a muffled moan as Byron tightened and screwed the tendrils.

He smiled at her. "Then that's what they are."

Hippolyta wasn't satisfied with this answer though. "But how do you make them?" she asked.

"Well, you can ask Keza how she makes her wings," he said.

"She's a succubus. The wings are part of her."

"This is part of me too. "Where's Keza, anyway?"

"She went back to bring the Silver Priestess."

"You don't look worried or scared. Was Nym lying?"

"Wait for Keza! She will tell you on the way to New Themiscyra."

"Why don't you tell us?" asked Queen Otrera, between the moans. She was still slamming her bouncy big ass onto Byron, screaming whenever his dick roamed deeper into her pussy.

"I will tell you after Byron is gone. It's unsafe while he's still here."

"You're making me scared."

"You don't have to be. You will be safe once you leave this city."

This frightened Byron even more. What was Hippolyta afraid of?