Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

"Thank you for choking me, daddy."

"Good girl! You deserve a slap on the bum."

Byron turned Lucille around and put her on all fours. This position allowed him to fulfil the promise he had just made to her.

Slap!

"Aaah!" she moaned loudly, jerking forward as the impact rippled through her big pillowy ass.

"You deserve another for moaning like that!"

Slap!

Byron spanked her some more until her butt cheeks turned crimson. He then knelt in the grass behind her and grabbed his dick, still hard as a rock, then slid it into her tight pussy that had a bit of blood on the entrance because of the recent tearing of the hymen.

Gripping her love handles, he rammed into her again and again, gaining momentum with each thrust. She screamed in ecstasy. She rocked her hips to match his rhythm, producing wet sloppy sounds as their bodies collided.

Byron took this as a chance to penetrate the dryads too. All this while, he had only been teasing them, his tendrils and tentacles rubbing and stroking against their nipples and clits and labia, but never roaming inside.

"Girls," he called them so he could warn them of what was to come. They were too intoxicated with the sensations to hear him on his first attempt. After all, some were still rearing from orgasms they had just had.

He couldn't believe they had all orgasmed from just stroking. He knew it had something to do with the fact that they were virgins, but it was still a cause to be proud of himself.

Because, even though it was the tendrils and the tentacles responsible for their orgasms, it was his imagination that was fueling them, controlling them. It was him. All him.

"Girls," he called again.

Only two heard him and turned to look at him. Others were busy moaning and touching themselves as his tendrils and tentacles teased their sensitive parts.

To gain the attention of the others, he quickly disabled the tendrils and tentacles. They all looked at him at the same time, their expressions not pleasant at all. He knew what they wanted to ask. 'Why did you stop what you were doing to us?'

None of them could dare ask him though. Perhaps if Ayota was still here she would have asked him.

Speaking of Ayota, Byron could see her two tendrils and her tentacle. After all, the ones meant for her travelled across the river, winding through the trees to disappear out of his vision.

He tried to feel for them and he was surprised when it didn't take even a split second. He could control them individually!

Because she wasn't here, he decided not to disable hers. No. He had already disabled them alongside those of the others. Instead, he commanded them to resume their job of teasing her, squeezing her boobs and stroking her clit and nipples.

Surprisingly, he could feel her as if he was touching her, hear her moans in his mind.... It was so weird and yet so satisfying at the same time.

With this out of the way, he faced the other dryads and told them not to worry. "Things are about to get more intense," he continued. "Find a comfortable position and close your eyes. Just imagine it's me on top of you, or behind you or wherever you want me to thrust into you from. Enjoy!"

With this, he immediately commanded the tendrils and tentacles to resume their job of teasing the shit out of the dryads.

"Ah yes!"

"Oh, god!"

"Fuck me please!"

They all started moaning again.

He hadn't penetrated them yet though. He just teased them for a while, this time focusing on the entrance to their virgin flowers. All the tentacles were shaped like his dick, hard and soft at the same time.

He rubbed their heads onto the entrances, slowly sliding them inside until he was halfway through. He pulled back, slid in again, pulled back and thrust deeper all of a sudden.

The girls screamed in unison. He had not warned them of the pain, but he wasn't so much as worried about it. After all, he knew it was going to turn into pleasure soon. All he had to do was thrust again and again, increasing the momentum time after another.

The small island was engulfed into their loud moans.

Now even Ayota could hear them from where she was. And she was confused. Although she was also moaning, it wasn't as loudly as the other dryads.

She had reason to be confused. For her, Byron's tendrils and tentacle were still teasing her, just stroking her sensitive parts. He had singled her out when he penetrated the others.

Byron wanted to take her virginity by his real dick. With the tentacles, it was still him and his imagination, but the girls didn't feel the same pleasure as they would if his body was pressed against theirs, kissing their lips, touching them, pinning them down... There was just something missing.

Of course, the dryads didn't know this. After all, this was their first time and they had nothing to compare it to, except that it was the best thing to ever happen to them.

Byron wanted Ayota to have a better experience. Not to mention, he was keeping her for himself. It would be stupid not to save for tomorrow.

He instead teased her clit and nipples more intensely, taking her mind off the confusing thoughts. She touched her pussy and rubbed her fingers onto her vulva, then slid her fingers inside and fingered herself vigorously. Being submerged into the hot springs helped increase the endorphin coursing throughout her body.

She had placed the eggs among the rocks in a shallow source of the hot springs where she knew the heat was higher. This shallow source was on a raised platform, the water from it falling into the pool where she was submerged.

She continued fingering herself vigorously, and when she finally had another orgasm, she decided to check the progress on the eggs.

There was no way to know except to crack one. Even though it was her first time cooking eggs, when she cracked it and saw it had turned solid, she knew it was fully cooked.

Joy spread all over her face. It was time to return to the others. She had come when the sun had just set. Now the night had fallen. Although, because of the full moon, there was still not that much difference.

All this while, Byron had not stopped ramming into Lucille, or gripping her love handles, or slapping her ass from time to time, or telling her how tight her pussy was, how he was enjoying it...

"I'm gonna come!" he screamed.

"Daddy, please come inside of me!"

As if obeying her command, he shuddered, releasing his seed deep inside her womb.

His ecstatic moment was cut short when his eye caught something strange in his peripheral vision. When he looked upward to inspect, he saw an armada of terrifying bat-like enormous creatures coming over the mountains. They were headed for the island!