In Warhammer Fantasy as my ERP Character

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“What did you say? I’m sorry but my Cathayan is not good. But did you just say that your Dragon Lord made an alliance with the beastmen?” A trader from the Empire, in full flowing silk robe asks an annoyed guard, walking pace by pace as the guard carried an entire crate of food. This one trader has followed the guard as he travels back and forth between the food stores and to the gate. The guard cursed in mumble, making sure he pronounced it fast enough so the trader didn’t catch it. Though the trader managed to catch the word ‘puk gai’ or something. Fortunately the trader didn’t know what it meant, it must have been some local dialect or something.

“Ask me one more time and you need to carry this crate with me.” The guard finally said. To which the trader finally recoils back. As the trader finally leaves him in peace, another trader from an empire appears. He took a very deep breath. If his rank is just one bit higher he can force these barbarians to carry his stuff for him. But alas. He never liked the traders from the empire. They are all barbarians for all he knows. They just think they are nobles and dressing like one because they suck up to Cathayan’s wealth.

“If you have any question, take it to the magistrate or the Warden.” He said it for how many times today before this one guy asked. Fortunately this one is more reasonable and leaves him alone. The roads are already as hectic as it is and now the news of the Dragon Lord favoring the beastmen seems like the most unnatural thing for the westerners.

“We have taken everything from the eastern barrack.” He said to the group running soldiers. “The granaries are emptied too. This one is the last crate from Yin Shi Hui.” Yin Shi Hui being the trader’s guild dealing with food and drinks.

“Damn.” The captain for the group of soldiers stopped and followed the soldier back to deliver the crate of food. “How about Wei Xian Ge?” Wei Xian Ge being a collective union of restaurants in the western province.

“Another platoon has been sent to that one. Think they only relent when we agree to also bring their chefs”

“Then all food in Shang-Yang and the merchants have been emptied then.”

“Did we have enough?”

“You know how much those ogres eat. Not to mention there’s the beastmen too.”

The group of soldiers reached the food gathering place, he put the crate on the overfilled carriage and secured the food crates properly. Then they board another carriage that is empty as all food has been taken away from the city. They reached the west gate’s mustering ground which has been turned into a massive cooking ground. Most if not all cooks from the city gathered including every manner of cooking utensils within the city. The cooks cook as fast as they can and still the food ingredients disappear faster than they can bring.

The sound of earth shaking stomps and the stomps of thunderous hooves echoes outside the city. The ogres feast and raucously sing while the beastmen roar and baying loudly, not wanting to be less loud and both are engaged in eating competition.

“Anything left for us?” The guard captain asks.

“Plenty, though most are delivered outside.” The nearest exhausted cook answers.

“If you want, you can try the food cooked by those short people the beastmen have with them. Surprisingly good. Just-just don’t take what the ogres offer.” Another chef added. “Is that everything left?” He asks to see the crates unloaded from the last carriage of food.

“Well, that ain’t enough at the rate these monsters are eating.” The head chef from one of the restaurants said.

“What about after? The nearest city will take at least a week back and forth to move food.” Another chef asks. Omitting what everyone knows that they will starve if there’s no food after this.

“The Lord said not to worry about that.” The guard captain just relayed what was told to him. As if a huge amount of food can just appear.

As soon as he said that, the earth rumbled. The stomping and the cheer halted. Those able to sense or see magic will see that the Winds of Magic flows even more abundantly and more powerfully than before. The rumbling stopped. Then deafening loud cheer roared by the ogres. There’s only one thing that can make the ogres cheer, which is more food. Another rumbling sound. This time it is the distinct sound of cavalries. In through the gates were the Centigors, half human-half horse beastmen, carrying bundles of golden grains and fruits. The cathayan guards notice that all of the centigors are women and many of the guards look away as the centigors are all naked. Then came a cavalry of huge and spiked boars and finally chaos mammoths carrying even more food. Looks like no one will be starving anytime soon.

—

At the same time, near the second herdstone gate, made entirely from one gigantic warpstone. Female Centigors move back and forth carrying foods freshly harvested from my domain in Drakwald.

“Centigors? Since when?” I asked the recently arrived Mal. 

“Two days ago. You are still busy with Laurelorn, they arrived then. And you went here before going back to Drakwald.” The three eyed blood shaman answers.

“Fair enough, but I still have this earring, my children should have notified me about this.” I point at my earring that allows communication with my children. To this, Mal hesitates.

“When the centigors appeared, they defecated on your herdstone. Centigors usually do that to signify their arrival to a herdstone. But Lak turned to rage and commanded them to be slaughtered, only sparing their females to breed. Then she also commanded to kill any male centigors born for their punishment.” That explains the lack of male centigors.

“Lak do this? Not Kal or Druig?” I ask to confirm. Mal only nods. That was a bit excessive. I will have to ask her for this later.

“For now, make sure to harvest whatever edible plants that grow within my domain and deliver it here. I have made it so that they grow very fast. And Invite my children if they want to also celebrate here.” Mal nods and returns through the gate.

—

Night comes. Yet the festivities continue. In fact, it doesn’t slow down at all. At least on the ogre’s side. Maybe because I keep bringing in food from my domain in Drakwald and the ogres see it as an infinite feast or something. There must be a point where ogres are satiated so I might just keep sending food until that point. I’m curious if I can get to that point. Currently I am stuck sitting with the ogre’s chieftain. We don’t actually talk to each other, just sharing the same sitting space while the ogres keep delivering food to us while he keeps sharing his food with me. Which is kind of awkward because I want to leave but none of us talk and he keeps giving me food when I finish my food and wants to say that I’m leaving. So I just keep eating whatever is given without a thought. Is this some eating competition that I don’t know of?

I spread out my divine and magical sense to see what’s happening all around the place and find my children. Most of the beastmen have eaten to their fill and start breeding as usual. Druig sat with an ogre firebelly. Eating some brown slop from a big pot, the kind of slop when you add so many chilli that it eventually becomes brown. The firebelly keep pouring Druig more bowls of such slop until fire flares from their nostrils and mouths as they laugh and eat. It makes sense that both are quick to befriend each other. The ogre got his flame from a mountain while the minotaur got his warp flame from me. First time I saw Druig having fun like this so I let it be. Dorn meanwhile sat by the Warpstone gate. Many beastmen and some ogres gathered around him. Like me Dorn just kept eating what the ogres offered to him. Though he eats one big cauldron full in a gulp. As for Wolfe, he is breeding one of the last few female norscan werewolves we still have. It would seem that our relations with the ogres will be fine. For now.

Kal meanwhile is with Solas, Marissith’s son, both are within the city. Now that Solas is an adult, his head and face now looks like the forest god from Princess Mononoke but more gold in color. It would seem like Kal wants to see how the city is made and its fortification. Solas meanwhile are breeding one of the female Cathayan soldiers. Both toured the city like that, Kal seeing the city’s fortification while Solas wooed every women he come across with his satyr’s original charm and fucking them. Kal meanwhile has no interest whatsoever as his attention is elsewhere. That is until both find themselves in the city’s red light district. Solas immediately made a beeline on the biggest prostitution establishment in the place as soon as he saw it. They kick him out because he brings no money. Solas then went away, looking for something. He picked the biggest rock he could find. Then he cast some magic, turning it into gold. Solas went back to the establishment and presented the lump of gold. Saying that it is from the Golden Mother’s domain. Then he went and bought all the prostitutes in the establishment and dragged Kal inside.

Lak is also within the city. Seems like she is with Kal and Solas though separated after a while. Lak meanwhile is touring the city’s market along with a few other shamans. They look into stores that are yet to close. She bought some things, mostly clothes and the like as those are the only stores that are still open and about to close. Did I teach her and my children about money? I think I forgot to do that but it seems she has learned it from somewhere else so it’s all good. I need to teach them properly about money and trade after this as we finally move away from raiding and self-subsistence to proper trade.

After her, I looked around to find Valeria. Only to find her already fucking with Zhao Ming in one of the tent within the camp. What’s this? My daughter got laid with a dragon before me? I have to rectify this. I stand and leave. But suddenly a huge hand wrapped around my waist and lifted me up. The ogre chieftain carried me back to my tent. He dropped me on the fur bed. Heavy thud sounds as he drops his gut plate and drops his pants. I saw one of the thickest dicks, comparable to Dorn’s though a bit shorter. Fine then, Valeria can have this one. 

I sent my clothes back to Sanctuary and spread my legs. He rams his dick into my pussy without much fanfare and I moan. Unlike the beastmen, the ogre’s dick is just a normal dick but much much bigger. He gathered my legs, hugged it close to his fat belly and started pounding. The feeling of being fucked by a relatively normal dick after getting used to beastmen and barbed dicks felt fresh. It is just a very thick and straight dick violently pounding my depths. At first I thought it would be underwhelming but I moan in orgasm every time it manages to find my spot or taps my cervix. It is not a constant overwhelming pleasure but it makes me can’t wait for the next time his dick plunges me to orgasm. The sound of my moans and flesh slapping flesh within the tent are masked with the festivities still continuing on the other side of the camp. With one last powerful slam, his massive and thick dick battered my cervix, ejaculating his searing hot semen inside. Making me squirts in orgasm. He continues to empty his balls, prolonging my orgasm with every spurt of semen he pumped into my womb, filling it to the brim and spurting out so much that cannot fit inside.

After the powerful ejaculation, he pulls out and I am ready for more. The night is still young. But instead, he rolled to the side and immediately snores. Oh. Oh come on. His dick already goes limp as he dozes off. I guess I am too used to having prolonged breeding sex and that this is what normally should be. With nothing else to do, I confirm that he had impregnated me and checks the baby with my genetic concept.

Now this is interesting.