Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

The flying monstrosities were still so far away, but Byron could see how huge they were. Any of them looked like it could lift a cow, let alone a mere human. His mind raced.

"Lucille," he found himself calling.

"Yes, daddy!"

"Look in the sky!"

She glanced once, then casually said, "Oh, I forgot to warn you." Her voice was calm and composed. There wasn't even an ounce of fear. She just remained on all fours, her creampied pussy dripping with Byron's cum, her back arched and her butt stuck upward as if she was waiting for him to thrust his cock into her again.

Byron waited for her to add anything, but she didn't. It was as if her saying she forgot to warn him explained everything there was to explain.

He shifted his gaze into the sky again. The monstrosities were getting close, now over the forest, a few seconds from crossing over the lake and start snatching dryads, him or Lucille away.

"Hey, aren't we supposed to do something?" he asked.

Lucille didn't even look at him. She just said, "And what could that be, daddy?"

"I don't know, maybe hide or something."

She burst out laughing. "And where would we hide? Daddy, there's nothing we can do about it. Just enjoy your last moment."

Was she being serious? Were they supposed to just wait for the monsters to come and take their picks?

He couldn't help but start scolding her. "Are you crazy or something? Are we supposed to just do nothing when monsters are heading our way?"

"Daddy, we have nothing else to do. Besides, they can't eat that many."

Byron wanted to believe that she was maybe trolling him, that she actually had some secret abilities that she would use against the monsters, that there was some catch he wasn't getting, but no.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of enormous flying monstrosities were coming their way and they were supposed to just sit and wait.

This was madness.

Ideas started popping into his mind. And they were all stupid except one.

"How about the dryads? They can make some hiding out of their trees, can't they?"

"So you think a bunch of trees are a match for thousands of such monsters? Daddy, just let it go. We can't do anything about it."

There was just something about how calm she was, about how unconcerned she was and about how she said daddy that made Byron believe she was trolling him.

Not just her. The other girls were unconcerned too. A few had caught sight of the monsters and they were now staring at the sky, but they didn't seem worried.

There was something about their nonchalance that told him the situation wasn't as life threatening as he imagined. Something else was at play here.

Now the flying monstrosities were over the lake, in a dive toward the island. He couldn't take his eyes off them.

Because of fear, he unintentionally dismissed all his Purple Mist, along with all the tendrils and tentacles he had made from it. Now he had every girl's attention.

Strangely enough, they all stared at him instead of the sky where the danger was coming from.

He was about to ask them something when he had a shriek, then another, then another.

It was the monsters. They were falling from the sky, broken like rag dolls. It was the barrier! The barrier that had stopped the vermilion water abominations from coming onto the island.

The flying monstrosities were coming on full speed, only to hit an invisible wall that smashed their heads, making them fall out of the sky and into the jaws of the vermilion abominations in the lake.

Lucille burst out laughing. "See? Nothing to do about it at all."

Byron didn't even have anything to say to her. She had just played with his emotions, made him believe he was about to die...

'No! I'm the one who told myself that. And the one who forgot about the barrier. Like the abominations in the lake, the monsters in the sky were also created by Hera to punish the Amazons, the very reason they never attack this island. After all, Lucille and her maids aren't part of the Amazons. She was just unfortunate to have her river in the realm of the Amazons.'

Now that Byron knew what was going on, he just sat down and watched the show in the sky and the lake.

More flying monstrosities were trying to find a way around the barrier, only to hit it and fall into the jaws of the vermilion abominations in the water below.

This went on for at least 10 minutes. Then, the flying monstrosities turned their attention to the vermilion abominations and a war of behemoths began.

Byron couldn't contain his joy. It was as if he was watching a fantasy show, only in IRL mode.

Lucille came and nuzzled beside him. The dryads followed her suit. Surrounded by naked beauties and watching as a battle between behemoths went down under the full moon, he felt like he had ticked all the boxes on his wish list.

To add cherry on top, that's when Ayota arrived with the cooked eggs.

The girls peeled the eggs for him. Some eggs were small, others big, others bigger. Some were salty, others sugary, others just eggs, most delicious beyond belief.

"Oh, god! This one is so delicious. Uhm... What kind of bird laid this?"

"Pheasant," replied Ayota, happy that Byron was enjoying the eggs. When she had left, she had made sure to pick a variety of eggs, from ducks and geese in the small river that ran through the middle of the island, pheasants, emu and tinamou.

"Pheasant?" Byron repeated, digging into his memory. He had never seen a pheasant. In TV shows perhaps, but never in real life. And even then, he never paid so much attention to it.

He would never repeat that mistake. Not to mention, now he was so curious to know how the actual bird would taste if its eggs tasted like this.

"Yeah, a pheasant," replied Ayota. "There are a lot of them here on the island.

"It must be beautiful. I want to see it."

What Byron meant was, I want to eat it. However, he could see how these dryads respected nature. Birds and trees. Friends. He didn't want to spoil their mood by talking about killing.

"Yeah! It's so beautiful. Tomorrow I will catch a few for you."

"I will come with you," said another dryad with green hair and eyes.

"Me too," said another dryad.

"I want to do something for Byron too."

Ayota told them they were all free to come.

Lucille was just quiet, paying attention to everything they said as if she was taking notes in her mind.

When Byron noticed her silence, he looked at her and held an egg near her mouth, telling her to try it. She politely refused. "You get full first. You need your energy."

"But I am full," he complained.

"No. You are not."

"I am."

He wasn't lying. To convince her, he told the girls to stop peeling any more eggs. "I'm full! Eat the rest."

They looked at him like he had grown a third head or some horns.

"It's for your own good," he explained. "The things I did to you require your bodies a lot of energy. If you don't eat, you won't be able to do it again."

Now they understood him. He knew they were tree spirits, therefore not in need of calories like normal humans, but he just wanted to see them eating.

"Speaking of the things you did to us," said Ayota, "Can you do it again? Please!"

Their pussies were itchy and they knew he was the only one who could scratch them deeper.

Byron had just eaten and was full of energy. Having another orgasm before going to sleep felt like a good idea.

Plus, he still had a mission to accomplish. The system had said that Lucille liked being spanked and choked. That was the mission. He had spanked and choked her, but obviously, not enough to complete the mission.

Otherwise, why hadn't he received his reward? He wanted that surprise package.

So, while the battle between behemoths raged on, Byron summoned his purple mist and resumed the battles between the tendrils and the nipples, tentacles and clits and pussies.

Like before, he again singled Ayota out and didn't penetrate her. He just teased her, more intensely this time. And she enjoyed it more than she did before because he told her to close her eyes, like he told the others.

As for Lucille, he grabbed her by the neck and pinned her on the ground, spanking her big beautiful breasts. This time he was going to earn his reward.

This didn't mean he had forgotten to ravage her pussy. If anything, his dick was even harder and veiny this time.

Lucille was going to be overwhelmed.