Posting! Harem of the Sorcerer King-Chapter Three- Hilma Cygnaeus-(Overlord- Ainz Ooal Gown x Hilma C.) (Patreon)

Harem of the Sorcerer King

Overlord

By Azure/ For Nishinkienrai

Chapter Three- Eight Fingers Subjugation (Hilma Cygnaeus)

*Set towards the end of Season 2. *

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Meanwhile, in the capital of the Re-Estize Kingdom. In a manor located somewhere within one of the city’s wealthier districts. A beautiful blonde woman with sickly pale skin and darkened, sullen-looking eyes fearfully looking ahead at the pair of monsters standing right in front of her from within her living room.

Her name was Hilma Cygnaeus, and she was sitting cross-legged on one of her favorite expensive chairs, holding a cigarette pipe between her fingers and wearing her usual white sleeping gown over her slender yet voluptuous body. Standing before her was the Demonic Monster known simply as ‘Demiurge.’ He was a tall winged humanoid creature wearing a pinstripe suit that had a very devilish appearance befitting that of a real Demon itself. Seeing him alone made Hilma sick to her stomach; she hadn’t forgotten about her torture sessions back in Nazarick after being forced to give out information on the rest of her organization. Standing next to him was a portly-looking monster clad in white medical clothing and a bird-like mask, making for a very bizarre appearance in Hilma’s eyes as far as monsters go. His large dumpy frame did little to stave off the growing anxiety she had when wondering why they were here in her house at this hour. She hoped it wasn’t to torture her any further.

Hilma had already given all the information she could on her fellow Eight Fingers’ whereabouts. Including the locations of their Leaders as well as their secret HQ. She couldn’t help feeling aggravated when wondering what else they could want from her this time around. After she had been taken to Nazarick following the crippling that little elf did to her leg, Hilma had been tortured for information nearly non-stop until she gave it all away. She had almost stopped eating entirely after that soul-crushing experience. Still, the traumatized woman now had a new outlook on life and was no longer the cruel and competitive opportunist she used to be after what she had been through. Still, this left her feeling shaky, but she did remember her manners and gestured to one of her chairs.

“I don’t suppose you’ll have a seat, will you? Perhaps even indulge in some nightly ale while we talk?” She offered, gesturing to one of her many lavish chairs within her living room parlor.

“That won’t be necessary, Miss Cygnaeus. Our visit will be rather brief, seeing as how we only came to bring you back to Nazarick for some much-needed ‘Preparation’ for our Lord Ainz.” Demiurge revealed while adjusting his glasses with a coy smile on his face.

Hilma stiffened up considerably and dropped her pipe onto the ground. The woman was visibly shaken when envisioning going through another torture session at the hands of these monsters after he mentioned getting properly ‘prepared.’ She wasn’t too sure it was more torture per se. Still, they seemed to enjoy human suffering when she was over there last time. Given that they were asking her to come with them left Hilma worried and confused about what they really wanted from her if it was not information.

“B-b-back to Nazarick, you say? Why.... that’s absurd. What else could you possibly want from me? We’re business partners now, aren’t we? I gave you everything I know about the Eight Fingers organization and more. So why--”

Demiurge held up a hand to silence her, making her stiffen even more and writhe fearfully in her chair.

“Now, no need to panic, Miss Cygnaeus. We are not here to torture you again, but rather.... prepare’ you properly as I have just said. I will not digress any further information than that, and I suggest you come peacefully. We will take a means of Greater Teleportation and arrive within the Tomb of Nazarick before long and get right down to it. We are in a bit of a hurry after all.” Demiurge explained and looked at Pulcinella from the side with a coy smile still on his lips. “You go on ahead and begin setting up your operation room, Pulcinella. I’ll arrive there shortly with Miss Cygnaeus in hand. Ready any magical chemicals and components necessary for this procedure.”

“Right away, Lord Demiurge!~” Pulcinella replied in his jovial and excited tone. He had never gotten to operate on such a beautiful woman before, and this one needed much work to be done if she was going to be considered perfect for their Lord Ainz Ooal Gown.

Pulling out a scroll from his pocket and channeling Mana into it before tossing it behind his right shoulder, Demiurge opened up a portal that revealed the inner sanctum of one of Nazarick’s more grotesque-looking torture rooms. It had plenty of surgical equipment lying around and many other miscellaneous mechanisms designed for altering and dismembering flesh at the ready. Hilma saw all that equipment and started shaking considerably; she clutched the armrests of her chair and watched the portly monster walk into the portal first and disappear in a flash of light. He arrived on the other side and within the place itself while Demiurge started making his way over to her with a hand outstretched.

“Do not worry; this will be swift, and you won’t feel too much pain while we operate on you. If anything, you’ll be thanking us profusely for the perks you’ll be given once it is done, Miss Cygnaeus. But, as for right now...Sleep.” Demiurge commanded using his signature command magic, instantly putting Hilma to sleep and knocking her out cold in her chair. He did this to take her away without raising a fuss; Demiurge knew the woman was terrified to the bone after what she had been through the last time. While most at Nazarick did not care for her wellbeing, not less any human’s whatsoever, she still held great value for Lord Ainz and would need to be perfectly maintained in both mind and body before they operated on her.  Demiurge will make sure she is perfectly ready to be delivered to his master when the time is right.

‘Let’s just hope you’ll be able to conceive a child with Lord Ainz, Miss Cygnaeus. Otherwise, this will be considered a waste of effort and resources, and you’ll be tossed aside like common garbage. ~’ He thought to himself while looking at her. He then scooped the woman up into his arms and carried her over into the portal, arriving inside of Pulcinella’s operating room instantly.

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Later.....

Waking up and barely feeling her eyes flutter open, Hilma regained consciousness and found that something had been going on with her body. Not only were her eyes covered up with some kind of face mask, but she had also felt something gagging her mouth from speaking up. Both items had been placed there to keep her from seeing what was going on. Not allowing her to scream out if she woke up in the middle of the operation. Hilma could feel all four of her limbs being bound and restrained on an operating table with iron-like restraints. She also felt stinging pains here and there all over her body, making her wake up from unconsciousness. The woman felt as though someone was going through her very flesh with a scalpel. Doing some unspeakable things to her body while she had remained unconscious until now. Knowing that she was strapped to a large operation table left her trembling in fear already.

‘Nooo! Nooooo! Not this again!! T-this can’t...be...happening! I don’t want to go through another torture session! Please, no more of this, I beg you!’ Hilma screamed internally from within her own head. Since she could not speak after having something gagging her mouth, her cries came out in loud, muffled grunts for all to hear. “Mbbbnfff! Mmngghh!! Mbgff..mbbbff...mmbbff!"

She muffled loudly into her ball gag and tried shaking her head side to side only to find that her neck had been restrained by a metal restraint as well. When her sense of touch started to return slowly, she noticed that she had no clothing covering her body at all. Her naked breasts jostled about constantly, feeling inexplicably heavier than before as she tried shaking herself free from her imprisonment.

‘I’m n-n-naked!? W-what are they doing to me this time?! A-and why does everything feel different?’ She thought to herself in panic and heard the slightly muffled voices of two particular individuals nearby.

“Oh my, it looks like she’s finally awake. It’s a good thing you injected her with that substance beforehand to nullify the pain during the operation, Pulcinella. I’m sure she’d have woken up earlier and pitched an even wilder fit of fearful hysteria.” Demiurge said as they both watched Hilma’s nude body squirm about heatedly from atop the operation table she was strapped onto.

The way her tits jiggled to how slender her waist now looked, everything about her had been modified considerably. It put her on par with a Succubus itself in terms of sexual appeal and beauty.

“She'll still feel some pain for a while though, I imagine she felt some of it already when waking up. This was an intensive procedure, but it is a success, and everything has been taken care of, Demiurge. Should we remove the ball gag and humor her pleas to converse with us? She might behave a little better when she finds out why she's here and understands the changes made to her physiology." Pulcinella suggested when looking over in Demiurge's direction.

"I suppose you have a point," he admitted.

While they were conversing, Hilma could only continue to panic and try to remember what events could have caused her current predicament. “Where did all of this start? One of Cocco Doll’s brothels being busted up?....Zero and the Six Arms being brought in to recover stolen property?... Or was it take revenge?” Hilma thought to herself, straining her memory. “What was all of that even caused by? A rescued whore? An escaped brothel slave? How could such a trivial matter be worth all of this trouble?”

Demiurge walked over to pull out the ball gag plugging Hilma's mouth, leaving her gasping for air in shock before finally starting to speak out.

"If ...if this is about that attempted deception with Tuarare at our headquarters, I swear to you I had no idea about it! It was all Zero and Cocco Doll; those pigs wanted to keep her as a means to lure some man named Sebas into a trap and keep her to violate all over again after discovering she had been healed to full health!" Hilma pleaded, breathing rapidly since she was still very panicked. The woman was still blindfolded and naked while strapped to a table; after all, she was as far removed from complacency as she could be.

"Oh? That is old news now, Miss Cygnaeus. We are already aware of the specifics regarding that little...situation your friends had us deal with. Rest assured, Miss Tuarare is safe and within our care, working as one of our maids. Your former friend, Cocco Doll, will be dealt with accordingly as soon as he is out of prison, though. We'll make sure of that." He revealed, making Hilma pale, for she felt she was next in line to experience absolute torture by their hands for her involvement by association.

"Also, you should know that Lord Ainz has tasked both Neuronist, our chief torture expert, and myself to administer a rather fitting punishment for him. He charged us to devise the cruelest possible punishment for Cocco Doll and his associates as soon as they get out of prison. It certainly has been an exercise in creativity, but Neuronist and I will certainly do our best. Let's just say that I would very much hate to be in Cocco Doll's position once he arrives in Nazarick. That also goes for all of their intimate associates, too, any who were involved in their actions." He added, causing Hilma to want to buck her thighs inwardly in fear as he went on.

“It’s truly a shame about what happened to your other colleague Zero, though. He certainly would have shared Cocco Doll’s fate. Sadly, Zero and the Six Arms met a quick, painless death at Sebas' hand when he confronted them. Such is life, I suppose.”

"That being said, even if you yourself were not directly involved with Cocco Doll's brothels and Zero's killings, you and your colleges in the organization undoubtedly knew what was going on behind closed doors in regards to their more depraved hobbies. Tell me, Miss Cygnaeus, as head of the drug division. Did the profits made from the drug trade not fund any of the organization’s illicit activities? Did you not use your connections with the Kingdom’s nobility to protect yourself and the Eight Fingers from legal repercussions? You can hardly plead ignorance when you were actively enabling them."

Hilma gasped in fear and started blushing hotly with shame, knowing full well that he was telling the truth.

"That's right, we are aware that you all keep tabs on each other at all times, either for an opportunity to betray one another to seek advantage or simply to watch your backs out of paranoia. You Underworld criminals really are a despicable lot of humans, I daresay.~" Demiurge finished, leaving her to whimper in fear as she remained silent and waited for the torture to begin. Hilma only hopes she can die early from shock. "Heheheh, I can see you're certainly distressed, so allow me to be crystal clear with you on why you're here. I am not condemning you personally, Miss Cygnaeus. Oh no, not at all. Doing so would be hypocritical of me as well as the rest of us here in Nazarick. We have done far worse to your kind; all things considered; I was merely stating the facts about your situation. It is a habit of mine."

Hilma said nothing still and remained silent, waiting to hear the rest. Though she did feel a little relaxed when hearing that she wasn't in trouble per se, this situation of being bound to an operating table naked did nothing to ease her growing worry.

"That being said, Lord Ainz has extended leniency to any non-offending members of the organization like yourself so that you may be of better use to all of us. Under our supervision and management, the Eight Fingers will be reformed to serve as Nazerick’s intelligence service and commercial division within the Kingdom. That is where you come in, Miss Cygnaeus." Demiurge crept closer and stood directly at her side when the table began tilting backward into a straightened-out horizontal position.

'Uuuhhh! Wha-what's happening now?!' She wondered and heard his voice speak up again from the side. "W-where I come in? W-what are you talking about? I already serve you well enough through all those intermediaries, don't I?"

'Yes, but in our remodeled version of your organization, you, in particular, would be considered invaluable due to all your connections to the Kingdom's nobility and the fact that the Drug Division is the organization’s most profitable. All things considered, Eight Fingers will be our most successful investment yet." Demiurge supposedly concluded, leaving Hilma to feel a momentary relief until a sly smirk suddenly appeared on his lips. "Or rather, I say you would have been invaluable if we had not replaced you with an autonomous Golem remodeled to perfectly imitate your appearance. It has been tailor-made with all your memories and every bit of your personality through the Magical art of replication, meaning no one will be the wiser about your whereabouts while you remain here."

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"W-what....?!" Hilma whimpered fearfully as he went on.

"That is correct; we have a far more special use for you in mind, Miss Cygnaeus. I do hope I did not needlessly raise your hopes and have them dashed brutally just now. I'd feel so terrible doing that.~" Demiurge snickered cruelly, practically feeling the soul-crushing despair the woman felt as her one hope in returning to her normal life shattered like a frail bottle of glass.

She would've sobbed hysterically in fear had Demiurge not continued on.

"That being said, what you'll be involved in is far more important than mere drug trade and commercial business. You'll be taking part in what I like to call a ‘Cross Breeding' experiment, done specifically for the sake of our Lord Ainz and with hopes the modifications done to your body will make it a success." He began, and Hilma didn't know if she should be terrified or confused about what she had just heard from this Demonic monster.

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"Ex-Experimentation?! W-what are you talking about?!" She asked hysterically while blushing up a storm, and Demiurge simply reached over her face with a chuckle escaping his lips.

He tore off the blindfold mask, allowing Hilma to see the bright and fuzzy lighting of the operation lamps looming overhead. She looked to her side and saw the devilish man right there, standing beside her from the left half of the table before he gestured for Pulcinella to readjust its positioning.

"Now then, I mentioned that we made some modifications to your body. It is no longer the same as it once was, nor will it ever be ever again. Behold." Demiurge explained as he watched Pulcinella reach underneath the table to pump a crankshaft that caused the woman's perspective to shift right side up and turn ninety degrees to her right till she was facing a body-sized mirror.

Hilma looked at her reflection and was relieved to see that she was still fortunately human in appearance. The woman half-expected Nazarick monsters like them to have turned her into a freak of nature or do something ghoulish to her body, like give her scales or two heads, just for the sheer amusement of it all. When she focused on her appearance, she saw some very noticeable changes made to her naturally voluptuous body. One of them being that the snake tattoo on her arm was now completely gone like it was never there in the first place.   She also noticed that her curves were much more pronounced with a slim waist looking slimmer and a set of wider baby-bearing hips which gave her a perfect hourglass body overall. She even had a larger pair of tits as well. What once was a solid pair of modest C-cups were now full-on DD, possibly even E-cup, making the woman gush with a bit of pride despite her terror and confusion over what was going on.

Just as she was getting lost in the sight of her breathtaking new body. Pulcinella came over and swiped the sharp blade of a scalpel down across her left forearm out of nowhere!

"Gahh....!" Hilma yelped out in a screech of panic and pain, but her voice immediately died off when she realizing that no blood was coming out of her arm. Instead, she simply looked at the gaping wound and saw it closing itself back up right away with no blood spilling out at all. In any other circumstance, this would've amazed Hilma had she not remained confused, and the sight of that spectacle look horrific. Just then, Demiurge spoke up again after clearing his throat.

"As you can see, you have been given the ability to regenerate any kind of wound inflicted on your body. All without the worry of blood loss on top of that. Why don't you go ahead and tell her the rest of the 'new features,' Pulcinella? She'll want to hear about every amazing gift we were kind enough to include in our operation." Demiurge requested, and the portly monster waddled over to where he could stand right in front of her, ready to go on in detail over the changes they made.

"Aside from the ability to regenerate, you also have a moderate buff added to your durability that your formerly-frail human body never had." Pulcinella began, and Hilma listened attentively with eyes growing wider as the details rolled on. "You will also no longer age like any other human would, nor will you produce as much waste as you used to, nor will your body succumb to a disease of any kind. That includes injuries and ailments as well, the former never lasting for more than a mere fraction of a second. You'll even have an easier time getting pregnant after all the modifications we made to enhance your body's fertility to peak levels. Once you are finished giving birth, your body will return to its original state of the pre-pregnancy physique within a week of producing offspring. Isn't that grand?"

The last one immediately grabbed her attention in a rather worrisome way. 'W-what is the meaning for all this? Did they seriously do all this to me for their c-cross-breeding experiments?! Who.....or what am I going to be copulating with anyway?' Hilma found herself wondering. "W-why? Why d-do all this to me? These so-called gifts are great, and the old me would've otherwise reveled in them, b-but.....why did you do all this to me?"

"I believe I have already told you, but in case it wasn't clear earlier, I'll repeat it," Demiurge said while adjusting his tie and leaning in closely to Hilma's face with a cocky smile on his lips. "We prepared you for Lord Ainz, Miss Cygnaeus. When one is offering a gift to their Lord and Master, it must always be prepared properly and perfectly suitable to fit his needs. I believe you know where I am going with this, don't you? Did I not mention 'Cross-Breeding' experimentation earlier?"

At this, Hilma's eyes widened with horror, making her newfound fears come to life as he continued. Even while being a High-Class prostitute most of her life, Hilma never worried about siring bastard children and always prepared her body to never conceive when entertaining clients. Though, that wasn't the case this time. She was to breed with a monster and given an eternal body to do it with too.

"I'll lay it flat so that there aren't any more questions. You have been properly prepared to my master's sex slave and breeding sow for the rest of your immortal life here, Miss Cygnaeus. Ever since we came to this New World some time ago, I've been conducting various experiments of both the biological and the social kind in hopes of better understanding the races that inhabit it. Be it Lizardmen, Vampires, or Humans, there is much we need to know. In particular, both Demi-Human types like Beastmen have been a subject of interest when breeding with different spices."

Hilma wanted to throw up; she couldn't imagine herself copulating with a Demi-Human monstrosity, much less whatever this 'Lord Ainz' happened to look like. Demiurge continued with his explanation and did so after putting his hands behind his back in a gentleman-like manner.

"Right now, we are testing to see whether or not Heteromorphs in human form can be capable of propagating with human beings like yourself, Miss Cynaeus. It is why I stated that you have a much more important role in which to serve us with. If you are bred successfully by Lord Ainz, then the experiment will be considered a resounding success and create a possible heir for the Supreme one. If not, well, it is simply back to the drawing board, and we'll just have to try again. Simple as that." Demiurge finally concluded, leaving Hilma to soak in all this information and quiver fearfully at the thought of what Lord Ainz will happen to look like when she meets him.

"What......will happen to me if the experiment is successful and I do.....become pregnant?" She asked, still blushing with the thought of it coming up again. Hilma was never the type to picture herself giving birth to an adorable baby, much less become the breeding sow of a supposedly Non-Human Ruler of Monsters.

"Ah, now you're asking the right questions. That will be decided by Lord Ainz. After the hypothetical child’s birth, he might decide to keep you. Or gift you to another for his personal enjoyment. You could also be outright disposed of after you have outlived your usefulness in his eyes.” *Hilma trembled noticeably in fear again* “But I digress. All factors about your future will depend on Lord Ainz and the hypothetical child's birth. Don't panic as though you're going to be fed to the wolves already, Miss Cygnaeus.~" He explained with a smile.

"And if I...*Gulp*...don't get pregnant?" She asked, and this time, she could tell that he had a nasty thought in mind to entertain as he terrified her even more with what he said next.

"I speculate that in that event. We will simply have no choice but to marry you off to Kyouhukou. Or, we will simply have to make you a permanent test subject for Neuronis Painkill. She is always in need of warm bodies to practice with." He snickered, and Hilma felt like the wind got knocked out of her lungs when the mere mention of those two brought back horrific memories of her torture here.

"Ghhnghh!! Nnoooo....!!" She whimpered hysterically in far and tried shaking herself free from her confines, but to no avail. Demiurge found amusement with this reaction and simply snickered to himself for a fair bit after pushing his glasses back with a push of his fingers.

"Now look at what you've done, Demiurge. You've gone and made her hysterical again. You better hope she mellows out before we deliver her to Lord Ainz later." Pulcinella chastised from the side.

“I admit, I may have laid it on a bit too thick with this woman just out of enjoyment of seeing her reactions, but this experiment is vital to the success of Nazarick's future. I speculate that we'll likely die off in just a few short generations, provided we don't find a means to counter that ever-looming threat. Even Monsters like us are not immortal.” Demiurge pondered as he looked at Hilma's shaking form, seeing her large breasts jostling about enticingly with her pale blonde hair shaking with every turn of her face. 'Hmmm, I think she'll be delivering with great promise, much like Sebas and Tuare whenever they start considering furthering their relationship with each other. I'll be most interested in seeing what kind of fruit their union will bear when it happens. If they can propagate a hybrid child, so could Lord Ainz, and thus, we can continue as a species down here in the safety of Nazarick.'

At this thought, Demiurge grinned smugly to himself and watched Hilma continue struggling in her bonds before looking to Pulcinella again.

"I think it's time we take her to meet Lord Ainz, but first, we must give her something to help her relax. Provide the drug for me, Pulcinella. She must remain docile and in a neutral state before we deliver her to the great one. I'm certain he'll like what he sees very much and bring her into the 'mood' itself when they get started.~" Demiurge added, and the portly white-clad monster rushed off to grab something from over the table nearby.

Bringing it back over to Demiurge in the form of a large syringe, the Demon-like Guardian prepared to have Hilma ready and brought to his master while he was in the mood for 'Expanding' his collection of women.

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Within the Bedroom of Ainz Ooal Gown...

After opening the doors magically, in walked the Sorcerer King himself, Ainz Ooal Gown, wearing his 'Momon' disguise. He was a tall, imposing figure with a pair of large twin blades at his back with lustrous dark armor covering his body with an all-concealing helmet. Keeping his undead face hidden at all times unless he chooses to use the Doppelganger ring to conceal his Elder Lich appearance. Walking over to the foot of his large King-sized bed and sitting on the surface. Ainz deactivated his Spell of Disguising himself with the armor, and let his normal appearance return with large billowing robes and the rest of his body resuming his Elder-Lich physiology. He still had the unique ring on his finger to allow him to shapeshift into his human body; said ring had been used for hiding his identity during this long, hard-fought adventures he's had as Momon. However, things had started to change, with the aftermath of Project Gehenna being the latest in a series of events.

So far, Ainz had been away from Nazarick for a recorded time of six long weeks when tending to his alter-ego's job as an adventurer. With the conclusion of Demiurge's Project Gehenna, the Sorcerer King had a rather dour impression on his bony face at the moment.

'Hmmm, I should've just wiped them all out for their transgressions against Nazarick by kidnapping Miss Tuare. Anyone who insults or offends the denizens of my tomb will always meet a grim fate carried out by our hand, although this time, an exception was made. I had expected that the operation would have some collateral damage, but a demon invasion of the capital as cover, an entire city in flames. In terms of both scope and exposure, it quickly went further than I could have ever imagined. I truly wanted to wipe Eight Fingers out, root and stem, rather than take over the organization itself. It was only because Demiurge and Albedo had convinced me otherwise of their usefulness in aiding us if I were to recruit them for future endeavors that I did not lay waste to that criminal organization. While I certainly don't want Nazarick to be lumped in with these low-live criminals, I suppose having them serve us and help us take over the Kingdom from within was the most prudent course to take. I must commend Demiurge for having such a clear scope of things that could potentially benefit us as a whole. Never let it be said the man does not have his eye on the prize of securing Nazarick's future.' Ainz thought to himself, resting his bony chin on his knuckles as he sat on the bed in meditation.

'While I can't say much was at stake with this plan of his per se, but I also cannot argue with the results with the benefits reaped from this undertaking. Raiding their main hideout while having our army loot the warehouse district has certainly given us a boon of wealth to lean back on.  Everything Nazarick could ever need to survive in the New World. Currency, resources, raw materials, slaves, etc. Enough to supply and finance operations for years without risking exposure. Now I no longer have to worry about acquiring any more modern-day currency while maintaining appearances as Momon. Having Eight Fingers under our control is certainly going to be very beneficial.  We will be gaining considerable influence in the Kingdom's economy and politics, practically allowing us to take over the Kingdom from within without us having to expose ourselves. Though the real cherry on top of this success is that my victory as Momon over Demiurge when playing the role of Jaldabaoth will bolster Momon the Hero's reputation greatly.~' Ainz thought to himself and let his eyes gleam bright red as he started to lean back onto his bed with bony fingers resting on his kneecaps through the robes.

"I suppose the only drawback to having all that popularity will be that many people will seek to covet the great 'Hero of Re-Estize' for his services or try leeching off his prestige by claiming to know him personally." He said to himself, then reflected on his thoughts in human mode. Back in his old life, nobody save for his co-workers and guildmates would ever give him the time of day. Now, as Momon, they won’t stop hounding him.

“Oh man, I always wanted to be popular on some level, but this is just getting kind of ridiculous. At least I can always escape to Nazarick and relax for a while. Being away from it all within my own domain always sounds like a nice idea, especially if I'm going to be busy running things from here on out. Although, that other rumor I heard sounded pretty tempting if I'm being completely honest.”

Ainz had heard a rumor while in E-Rantal that a few of the city's Guild Masters had a rather unscrupulous plan of tying Momon's loyalties to them. As it turns out, those very same Guild Leaders contacted several Brothels throughout the city with the intent of having their women seduce the Great Hero and ensure he impregnated them. Perhaps with the intention of having him tied to E-Rantel and securing his loyalty through blood or blackmail. Alternatively, they may have the intention of siring a child that would be as powerful as Momon. Even with said knowledge beforehand, Ainz could have easily fallen for such a scheme if he were wearing his shapeshifting ring at the time.  While indulging with the city's most beautiful women pleasuring him was tempting, he wasn't foolish enough to allow others to gain such leverage over him. But, a part of him wondered if it would even be possible to breed them at all like they wanted. Even with the Shapeshifter ring worn over his finger, there are certain limits to what he can and can't do.

Raising it up to his eyes and looking at it with an unreadable expression on his face, Ainz found this sacred object to be both a curse and a blessing. The benefits of turning human again were numerous. It made it much easier to maintain his Momon identity; it allowed him to experience basic pleasures such as eating, drinking, and sleeping, which were denied to him as an undead. All of that on top of him being in the form of a handsome Adonis with a large dick. However, there were also downsides.

Thanks to being an Elder Lich, Ainz had never felt any human desires, such as lust, hunger, etc. As a result, he was logical and coldly detached to the point of being emotionally suppressed. But when the ring was activated, things tended to swing the other way around. As his human self, all that pent-up lustful energy comes out one-hundredfold for him, making the man act impulsively on sexual instinct like a craven animal rather than as a person at times. Ainz wished to remain in control of himself at all times, so he seldom cared to use it even if he wanted to indulge in sexual bliss. That brought him to his next thought, which he had on his mind when weighing in on Nazarick's future.

“Hmmm, Demiurge is not the only one who is concerned about the future of Nazarick. I too worry about how long we'll last in this unfamiliar world of ours. Should I die or disappear along with my fellow Guild Masters, I wonder what will become of the others like Albedo, Sebas, Demiurge, and the rest. They cannot go on without me, and I cannot bear to leave them, but I do need an heir.....or several...to fill the void when I'm gone. I'll also need to unleash this pent-up lust that my human form has accrued since I got here. For everyone's sake, I hope Demiurge's experiment bears fruit.” Ainz finalized his thoughts with a sigh and intended to relax for a bit until he heard a knocking at his door.

*Knock, knock.*

"My lord, it is Demiurge, and I have brought with me a very special present that I'm sure you'll enjoy.~" Demiurge's voice came out from the other side, leading to Ainz activating the ring and transforming into his handsome and muscular human form.

He got up from the bed and waved one of his hands to the side, magically opening the doors and letting them both swing open to show Demiurge with a certain blonde woman walking behind him. She was both bound in restraints and as naked as the day she was born with a wonderfully curvaceous body that sparked the lust inside of Ainz's anatomy when he watched them strove in. The woman had a wonderfully large set of breasts that jiggled with almost every step she took, a slim waist, and a wide pair of hips that were perfect for bearing children. Her skin may have been rather pale, but the condition it was in was pure, and she was in a perfect state of health, making it obvious she had been groomed to perfection for his liking. Her straw-colored blonde hair had dripped down her shoulders elegantly in wavy locks, gifting her with a rather beautiful appearance with violet eyes mesmerizing Ainz the more he appraised her.

His appendage lurched from underneath his robes as soon Demiurge brought her close. Placing her directly in front of him with a sly smile on his face.

"Here you are, my lord. Here is one fertile, voluptuously-bodied woman straight from the scum-soaked depths of the Eight Fingers Organization's inner circle. She has been properly prepared in all manner of speaking, and I believe she has a rich history of being a prostitute for the nobles of the Kingdom before becoming part of the drug trade business. Do with her as you wish, but please notify me of the results afterward.~" Demiurge excused himself and did so with a gentleman-like bow as he started making his way back toward the exit, leaving Hilma there standing in front of a human-shaped Ainz Ooal Gown, ready to be bred.

"You have done well, Demiurge. This beauty of a woman will certainly satisfy me alright, rest assured, I'll fill you in on all the details and see if she makes the cut. We're going to be enjoying a long night of passion together. Simply make it so that I am not disturbed unless it is an emergency." Ainz commanded, watching his minion nod his head and leave the room entirely after closing the doors behind. Ainz stepped forward and cupped Hilma's chin between his fingers, lifting her face while he ran a hand down the sides of her waist with a sultry smile on his lips. He pulled her closer to his tall, highly masculine body and felt his member lurch strongly from underneath his robes the longer he appraised her naked form. Ainz was horny, alright. He was more than ready to test out the Breeding process with this beautiful lady right here and now.

Hilma tried not to look away, but part of her was still too frightened to really say anything or make a move to suggest hostility. She knew she was drugged enough not to feel fear, anxiety, or any other negative emotion that might lead to her breaking out into a panic like before.  But she was also not yet aroused despite the man being as built as a Demigod in her eyes. Ainz held her chin in place and forced her to make eye contact with him. Forcing the woman to stare into his face with violet eyes staring into his darkened, unseen ones while feeling her heart race a little when he brought her over onto his lips in a sudden pull of her waist.

With a soft smack of lips, Hilma found herself kissing the man in full and unwittingly embracing him when his arms curled around her backside and her ass. She was feeling the lips of the so-called Sorcerer King pry hers open and sensually slip his tongue down into her mouth, wasting no time in showing just how passionate he was to breed her today.

"Mmphh! Hhmm.....!" She wound up moaning in response when feeling the warmth of his lips suckle on her softer ones completely, pulling the woman into a fast-growing fit of warm and affectionate passion she was unaccustomed to. 'Hmmm, If nothing else, he doesn’t look like a monster; he is not particularly ugly either. And he's a good kisser. At least he isn't as rough with me as some of my more barbaric clients in the past. I'll admit I am getting a little excited myself. All the same, I'll need to put in extra effort into earning his favor and making sure this man is pleased enough to want to keep me and not toss me over to....those two...from before. While I would prefer not to be his pet or breeding sow, it’s better than the alternative. I only hope he's big downstairs.'

Ainz brought his hands down around her backside and cupped each of her naked buttocks into his fingers, making Hilma whimper loudly into his mouth as he continued swiveling around his tongue from inside her throat. Ainz tasted her insides and felt up her body, finding himself thoroughly aroused as he had liked what he was given. Though not barbaric enough to push her over and plow into her like an animal, Ainz did want whoever he would be sleeping with to feel enamored enough to crave him completely. Thus, he ravished Hilma's throat eloquently with his tongue, quickly building up her state of arousal and growing need for passion as they go. Also, exerting dominance made her feel shivers of sensation run down her spine. Hilma liked an aggressive man.

"Hmmm! *Schlupp....schlupp...schlupp...schlupp...schlupp!* Mmmmph! Ah, you taste wonderful, Miss Cygnaeus. Let us proceed to the main event already, shall we? I have grown quite fond of your physique and wish to skip past foreplay for a moment so that I may indulge in ravishing your insides right now." Ainz explained, and Hilma wordlessly nodded to him in agreement, feeling no urge to complain after feeling disoriented by their make-out session just now.

"As you wish, my lo---!!" She didn't get to finish her sentence when he had suddenly pulled her over to the bed behind him and bent the woman's naked body over the surface, allowing her deliciously supple rump to stick out quite noticeably in front of his eyes.

From seeing the light velvet cusp of her pussy looking juicy and tight to admiring the full roundness of her plump heart-shaped ass right in front of him.  Ainz growled with hunger and got behind the woman, kicking apart her legs a bit more to make her spread out to as wide as he wanted. Her head wound up, landing onto the comfortable bed surface with her fingers reaching out and clutching the sheets. Hilma was wholly exposed with both her asshole and her pussy on display for him and saw that mildly feral look of hunger stretch across his face. As much as she hated to be at someone else's mercy,  she changed her tune the moment Ainz pulled off all of his remaining robe wear save for his hood, showing the blonde woman an astonishing sight she couldn't help but feel aroused at seeing.

Out sprang his thickened thirteen-inch member hardening to that of stone with thick-looking balls dangling just beneath this scrotum, jam-packed full of sperm. Hilma had never seen a dick as big as him before now. It made the woman feel the moisture in her throat dry up instantly when she saw it. Her legs quivered a bit with the feeling of arousal becoming intensified, for this was the largest penis she had ever seen in her life. Suddenly she was getting into the mood now and planned to serve him fully with as much vigor in her body as possible despite still being somewhat reluctant on becoming someone else's plaything.

'Oh...my...God. He's...gulp..huge! Ooohh,' She thought to herself with a lip-bitten smile on her face and felt his hands sensually massage her beautifully-toned legs in preparation. Feeling his touch alone made her shiver as she swallowed down the lump in her throat when seeing him grab the thickness of his dick and lining it up directly over her pussy

Hilma's insides quivered anxiously with desire right now, still rattled by how enormous Ainz's member appeared to be. She was partially worried he'd make her unable to walk if he decided on fucking her ass next. The bulbous head of his cock pressed up against the spongy folds of her womanhood. Rubbing its tip around the pink flesh a bit and pushing up against her clit when he started exerting more of his weight into his pelvis. Ainz grinned from ear to ear with intrigue as he was ready to fuck this woman to the extreme with the hopes of breeding her raw and successfully siring a child from her womb. Hilma's feet squirmed about with hands clenching the sheets when she felt him buck his length directly into her slot, pushing into her quivering pussy with a single thrust!

*Squelch!*

"Ggnnghh!! Uuaaaaaahhh......!!~" She cried out in both pain and pleasure, feeling his massive meat spreading open her folds as though it was somebody's forearm reaching into her body! Her toes wriggled, and her chest jostled about from atop the bed. Making her tits squirm salaciously into the blankets before feeling his cock sliding into her even further right on the spot.

"Mmmnngh!! You are quite tight for an experienced woman, Miss Cygnaeus. Has it been a while since you've bedded someone?"Ainz growled, enjoying the feel of her juicy quim, swallowing him up entirely with folds curling around his length the further he pushed himself in. Before long, he slid himself in to the hilt and pushed his way through to Hilma's cervix, making the woman breathe raggedly in response as he slowly began bucking up against her.

"Ohhhhh, God! Hnnghhh!! It feels like it's splitting me apart! Aaaaahhhh!~" She cried out, closing her eyes tight and heaving raggedly as she felt Ainz pushing himself through her cervix and into her womb. The feeling of her pussy and her entire velvet orifice clutching his cock made the man bristle sharply with utmost pleasure.

His large set of balls tapped against the woman's creamy inner thighs, preparing to slap against them once he got settled in and started fucking her as he intended. As much as he wanted to go feral and hammer away into her apparently modified body, he didn't want her passing out in the middle of a sexual frenzy due to the extremity of feeling his manhood stretching her out. Pushing his pelvis firmly against her supple ass, Ainz positioned himself properly so he could jackhammer into her once she adjusted to this well enough.

"Mmhhh, now then....prepare to enjoy ecstasy, Miss Cygnaeus. I certainly will. Should I seed you with a child, this wonderfully voluptuous body of yours will be continuously bred for as long as you're able to have children." He growled, making the woman feel a bit nervous as he raised his pelvis higher and slammed into her frame from above, making her buttocks quiver salaciously as she felt a jolt of sensation being sent through her uterus!

"Aaahhh!~ L-Lord Ainz!~" She cried out while clenching her fists on the bedsheets.

One slap of skin followed with another and another until Ainz had essentially started bucking his pelvis into her body from behind, making her sex quiver constantly with the thoroughly invasive penetration of his dick sinking in past her folds. Even though he agreed to start off gentle until she adapts and enjoys, he was still causing Hilma to yelp out in slight pain due to his beefy sausage hitting the very back of her womb as he goes. Her toes started wriggling about while her head tossed back; Hilma rose up on her hands a bit so she could really feel the sensation of Ainz fucking her through the waves of sensation running throughout her body. It overwhelmed her senses the further it went on, and the more it continued, the stronger his thrusts became. Feeling him rutting into her pussy like this was making Hilma breathe out in hot gasps of pleasure, he was pushing into her non-stop and burying every inch inside as hard as he could.

"Uuaaahhh! Aaahh..aahh...ahh...ahh..ahh....ahh...ahh..aahh..aaahhhh! Uunnghh!~ L-Lord Ainz!" She cried out, biting down on her bottom lip fiercely as she felt her body heave and jiggle to the incessant thrusts of Ainz's impressive manhood ripping through her loins like no tomorrow.

"Mmmmhh. That's quite a splendid body you have, woman. You feel exquisitely snug, almost perfect. As long as you serve me with vigor, you'll want for nothing and feel no sensation other than pleasure for as long as you live. All while you serve me and carry my children. Additionally, believe you'll make for a great lover regardless, and you'll be working alongside the other women I'll soon have by my side." He growled and started rutting into her even harder with intensified speed, making Hilma's body start heaving back and forth along the surface of the bed.

Slap after slap of Ainz's flesh meeting the doughy cheeks of her ass followed with loud breathy moans escaping Hillma's lips nearly every second. She was feeling mind-numbing pleasure right now, albeit coupled with a fair bit of pain due to him stretching her insides out in ways no one else had ever done before, but she was undoubtedly enjoying it. Very much. On some subconscious level of addiction due to her history working as a prostitute, Hilma slowly became engrossed in the sexual pleasure being shared between herself and Ainz Ooal Gown.

"Uhhhhh! Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..uh..ahhh! Ohhhh...my God! Nngh!~" She cried out again, shaking her buttocks a bit while feeling the sundering spear that was the Sorcerer King's dick pumping into the inside of her womb like clockwork.

Ainz was relentless alright; he pushed and rolled his waist into the woman's body with a consistent pace as if he were a feral beast and she was a helpless submissive. The added touch of her having her skin be both smooth and doughy to the touch certainly didn't go unappreciated by Ainz. He felt Hilma would easily be a Head Succubus if she was born as one and ran a brothel herself. Feeling her spongy insides beginning to wrap around his cock made Ainz raise one of his hands up high and bring it down over the smooth lily-white peach of her buttocks.

*Smack!*

"Ggaaaahhhh!" Hilma yelped out loudly in pain as well as pleasure; she felt her insides squelch tightly around the man's dick as a result of the sudden slap to her ass.  Shaking and heaving a bit more, she looked behind her right shoulder at him, seeing him raise his hand up high to do it again.

Hilma could only bite down on her bottom lip with anticipation when he did.

*Smack!*

"Mmmm! Ahhhh...!~" She let out, feeling her ass becoming tender. Ainz simply continued on with his treatment, grinning when seeing that she enjoyed it very much, but stared at the way her lusciously large breasts shook while he was bottoming out of her pussy.

*Smack! Smack! Smack, smack, smack....!*

"Aaaahhhhhh! Oohhhhhh......L-Lord Ainz! Mnngghhh!~" Hilma whimpered each time as he had begun spanking her ass raw while tunneling her womanhood thoroughly for another few minutes, feeling her insides getting tighter as a result.

'Mmhmm! She feels marvelous to bottom out of. The way that this woman tightens her vaginal muscles around me is amazing, just like an esteemed professional. Oh, she will make a wonderful brood mother alright, just as soon as I stimulate her even further.' Ainz thought to himself, enjoying the way Hilma rolled her hips backward and forwards while making sure to use her cervix to tug on Ainz's meat the harder she moved her pelvic body.

She hasn't been in the business this long without learning more than a few things to turn a man into jelly, but in this case, she was the one melting for one very great man. Undulating her hips even faster into his waist, Hilma was beginning to feel her orgasm approaching fast. Her body was susceptible to pleasure right now, and all it would take would be one last action from Ainz's end to set her off.

As it just so happened, he was just about to do that by having one of his fingers surging with a gentle current of magical energy that would stimulate her insides. But Ainz was going to deliver it in a way he was sure she would like; by spanking her ass again.

In a low-falling swing of his arm, his right palm struck the woman's buttocks, making her cheeks wriggle salaciously as the current of stimulation ran through her entire body, making her wail like a banshee!

"Eeaaaaggghhhhhhhh!! I-I-I'm cumming....nghhh!~" Hilma cried out, shuddering explosively in orgasm as she felt her pussy wring Ainz's dick hard, making the man grunt deeply before feeling his appendage erupt as a result!

With one smooth shove of his hips, Ainz buried himself to the hilt inside of Hilma's pussy, grinning from ear to ear as he felt thick, copious amounts of sperm begin spewing out in thick ropes into her baby-maker!

"Hnhh! Here it is! Bear...my....child!" Ainz grunted as he felt his cum flying out into Hilma's womb like a natural disaster.

*Splurt...splurt...splurt...splurt...splurt...splurt..splurt..splurt!!*

The woman cried out in ecstasy again, feeling the molten ooze of Ainz Ooal Gown's virile sperm splash into her womb, drowning out her uterus after filling every modicum of space possible! Clenching her teeth and moaning loudly behind her lips, Hilma felt every ounce of sperm enter her depths, filling her insides to capacity and likely getting her pregnant as a result. Ainz kept himself joined with her body from behind, buried to the hilt, as he let everything out for at least a steady two-and-half minutes of non-stop cumming.

"Uhh.....! L-Lord Ainz....! Aaahh.....!~" She let out, feeling him finally finish cumming just as she had become done with shuddering in post-coital bliss. Hilma collapsed onto the bed surface,  heaving tiredly, for she had just experienced one of the most intense orgasms of her life while impaled on a man's gargantuan-sized cock.

*Pop!*

Ainz pulled out his member, revealing to the woman's eyes that he was still as solid as a stone pillar. Seeing such a phallic masterpiece remain upright even after depositing a tankard-sized load of sperm into her womanhood left Hilma speechless and made her glad she received all those bodily modifications. She wasn't sure she could survive otherwise.

Ainz grinned at him smugly and reached down to grab one side of her legs while holding onto her hips, Hilma didn't say anything at first, but then he gently flipped her body upward so that she was lying on her back now with legs spread wide open. Her gaping pussy remained a sperm-soaked mess which thankfully remained as tight as she was in the beginning. However, Ainz wasn't looking at her pussy when he got onto his kneecaps and got on top of the bed, placing himself before Hilma's body.

His eyes were on her luscious ass next. Hilma said nothing and simply let him do whatever he wanted as she watched him scoop up her posterior by grabbing onto her legs. Ainz lifted her butt off of the surface while he towered over her body, bending Hilma just a little bit so that her legs hovered into the air by landing on his shoulders. He grabbed his cock and guided it over into the crevice of her milky buttocks, and pushed himself into her asshole once he spread open her cheeks.

"Hnggghhh!! Ohhh.....!! Lord Ainz....!! Ggghhh!!" She growled loudly and hissed with pain, feeling someone as big as a horse burrow into her butthole while pressing himself down upon her body. She'd thought she'd feel even more intense pain due to the stretching each orifice would have done when feeling the man invade her body through either of them with that enormous member. But then Hilma remembered being told she had superhuman durability and tolerance for pain.

So instead of feeling her butt getting ripped open by Ainz's cock, she felt only soothing pleasure jolting through her insides as he pressed himself down over her rim, ready to fuck her into oblivion. She could feel Ainz bristling with sensation himself and saw him reach over to grab both of her breasts, squeezing each pendulous orb gingerly between his fingers as he began bucking into her body!

"Nnghhh! Yess! Your buttocks are just as spectacular, Miss Cygnaeus! I'm going to enjoy destroying this part of you while I'm at it. I'm fairly certain you're already enjoying the things I have to offer you, yes?" Ainz asked, growling with pleasure as he felt the dry damp orifice of Hilma's anus clutching him tightly as he began bucking into her like a bucking bronco.

Hilma couldn't speak properly right now because she was still rattled with pain and mind-bending pleasure the more she felt Ainz's meat invade her anus. Her buttocks started clapping against his navel as he began fucking her raw, keeping his weight balanced as he bottomed out of her like an animal.

"Uuuh..uuh..uuuh..uh...uh..uh..uh..ahh.....aaahhhhhh! Ohhh, it hurts, but it feels so good!~'' She cried out, closing her eyes and running her hands through her silken blonde hair while feeling his fingers squeeze her tits continuously.

Ainz's more human side loved the feeling of fresh boobs to fondle like hers. He sunk his human finger into each vulnerable region, making sure Hilma felt the meltdown of pleasurable sensation rotting her brain like it was doing right now. Her legs jostled about feverishly into the air, wiggling back and forth to every one of his incessant thrusts into the anus for minutes more.

"Mmf..mhmm...mhmm..mhmm..mhm...mhm..mhm! Nghhhh! I am coming soon, Miss Cygnaeus. I hope you're prepared to enjoy the feeling of my seed resting within your body, you’re going to receive a lot of it in the future.~" Ainz growled, keeping his steady pace going with Hilma's pale buttocks slapping vigorously into his waist.

The woman couldn't say anything back to him nor feel like doing the dirty talk, but she too was feeling the orgasmic rush of ecstasy light up her loins in the next few minutes of passionate butt-fucking she was receiving. Soon enough, Ainz's pace became rapid-fire, and he was slapping into her buttocks rigorously, making Hilma lean her head back onto a pillow as she squeezed her anus around his length when reaching a state of orgasm!

"Aaaaahhhhhh!!~" She cried out and felt her toes curl tightly as her sphincter closed in around Ainz's meat, causing him to retaliate with a release of his own! His shaft engorged, and his balls stiffened up right before spewing forth a thick payload of cum directly into Hilma's anus!

*Splurt...splurt..splurt....splurt...splurt...splurt...splurt!!*

She clenched her teeth and started breathing hotly, making her breasts heave and jiggle from underneath the man's palms while she rode out her climax! Ainz's dick was relentless in pumping her insides full of his seed, possibly having impregnated her already when doing the same to her womanhood earlier. Hilma kept on cumming with him while her legs remained dangling in the air for at least a bit longer.

Once he was done, he pulled out of her ass, leaving it a gaping sperm-filled mess along with the sight of a sweaty, naked woman with hair strands sticking to her face. Hilma looked like she was nearly dying thanks to that intense copulation with her new master, her eyes were barely focused, and her tits were constantly heaving even after he let go.

"That was wonderful, Miss Cygnaeus. Truly so, I believe we'll have many chances to practice and make beautiful babies together, but first....." Ainz sat back onto his collection of pillows with legs spread and cock remaining stiff even now. He gestured to his penis with a finger, showing Hilma that he wants her to clean him off despite it covered in both their collective juices.

His sperm, her nectar, all of it would have to be cleaned off by her tongue at his command.

"Clean me, woman." He commanded in a dark, lustful voice that sent shivers down Hilma's spine.

'Well...this will be one way to show that I am good enough to keep around. Time to put those longtime skills of mine to use.....pleasing my so-called master.' She reasoned and crawled up between his legs, intricately running her fingers down his shaft and gingerly stroking the hilt before wrapping her soft purple lips around the cum-soaked head of his dick.

*Schlupp!*

"Mmmmm.~" Hilma closed her eyes and let her naturally-learned reflexes get put into play. Her lips smoothly glazed over the top half of his cock, allowing her mouth to swallow up his cock-head and languidly roll her tongue down the underside of his shaft. She kept her lips sealed tightly so that no moisture would escape them and focus the head of her movements directly onto Ainz's dick like so. "Hmhhmm...mmhp...mmphpp..mmhpp..mhoppp..mhmm!*

Intricate slurping noises soon followed out, with Hilma's mouth covering more of his length into her throat, letting her lips work him more passionately while she began bobbing her head into his lap. Her long wavy mane of pale, blonde hair started shuffling about to her movements. Her lips rolled back and forth down his appendage, squeezing them every time they rolled down.

Ainz was undoubtedly enjoying the service of an experienced prostitute alright; Hilma’s skills were so exceptional that he felt like he would be coming already. His hands reached her head, guiding her to go even further and feeling her esophagus gobble him into spongy pinkness and slick moisture.

*Schlupp..schlupp..schlupp...schlupp..schlupp..schlupp..schluppp!*

"Mmhmmmm!~" Hilma moaned again, keeping her face rutting back and forth between the man's legs.

"Hnhh.....! Your skills are amazing! I may yet keep you around Miss Cygnaeus. Even should you fail to give birth to my offspring. Mmmhmm!~" Ainz groaned, feeling the woman suck and hammer her face into his groin even harder as she went along.

Rapturous suctions of her throat and mouth continued on for at least a few more minutes until Ainz felt what he suspected to be one of the largest ejaculations ever come out into the roof of her waiting mouth! With a grunt, he shoved both of his hands behind Hilma's head, forcing her to swallow everything down once his cum came shooting out like a geyser!

*Splurt....splurt....splurt...splurt...splurt...splurt..splurt...splurt!*

"Hnhh!! Drink it all, Miss Cygnaeus! I want to see you swallow every ounce of my seed!" He roared, feeling everything drain out of his balls for a full moment until he let her pull her head from out of his waist!

Hilma had caught even more of his sperm landing on her cheeks and eyes until he was finally finished, leaving her with a mouthful of sperm that she swirled her tongue around before swallowing.

*Gulp!*

"Ah......*huff...huff...huff*...that was...a little rough. Are you satisfied, Master Ainz?~" She asked in a professional way that only an esteemed escort of elites could. To Hilma's relief, she saw Ainz flash her a smug grin on his face and reach for her to be pulled next to him, allowing the woman to run her hands sensually down his muscular body in post-coital relief.'

“That was fantastic, perhaps the greatest relief I"ve had in months,” Ainz thought to himself. “Even if Demiurge’s experiment fails to produce offspring, simply having a slave such as beautiful as Hilma on hand to fuck and abuse works wonders for stress relief.”

"I am very satisfied, Miss Cygnaeus. I suppose your talent has helped me make up my mind then. Welcome to Nazarick; I believe we'll get along quite well; provided you don’t disappoint me~" Ainz said with finality, making Hilma frown a bit, for she knew there was no way out of this mess.

She was at least thankful he had a big dick and a way of making her feel like a virgin when using it on her.

"Of course, My Lord....I'll be happy to serve."

********

A Few Months later....(Present Time)

Hilma was in her luxury cell, running a hand gently down her swollen stomach containing the child she and Ainz made together. She was several months along, which made her stomach look like a beach ball or a globe. Save for some chains around her hands and ankles, Hilma’s beautiful was completely nude. Apparently, Lord Ainz had favored her enough to give her a comfortable and well-furnished cell, but not enough to be given her any regular clothing. Since coming to Nazarick, Hilma has spent the vast majority of her time nude. Only occasionally was she dressed in lingerie or a nightgown before her nights with Ainz.

Over the months since he had first taken her, bred her, and decided to keep the woman in Nazarick in this bedroom-sized cell, Hilma saw that he had begun collecting other women to do the same with as well.

In addition to herself, Ainz kept at least three other women to serve as his sex slaves and additional breeding partners. But unlike her, they were allowed to wear lingerie or transparent nightdresses when not entertaining their master. They consistently gave him everything he wanted and more by being willing sluts broken in by his dick. Hilma could hardly blame them, but the way they became so easily deranged with the man left a bad taste in her mouth. Although, she did find the sex with him unimaginably fantastic, especially when being ordered to partake in threesomes involving him and those other women.

In addition to his slaves, he was also maintaining a consensual relationship with some Lady from the Empire. Unlike Hilma and the others, the woman wasn’t a slave rather a mistress or lover, and she was allowed to come and go as she pleased. She knew about the latter due to being forced to partake in threesomes involving him and said woman. At best, this situation left her conflicted until she would get used to it, plus the living conditions were decent enough even though she rather resented some of her caretaker's company.

Aside from Ainz himself, only a select few people were allowed to touch Hilma, such as his head maid, a woman named Yuri Alpha, and the rest of these generic-looking Homunculi maids that assist in grooming Hilma in preparation for their romps. At no point during her captivity did either Yuri or any of the maids express sympathy or pity for the woman being made into a breeding sow by their master. Worse still, they were even rough with her when grooming her body for preparation.

Hilma watched one of them come up to her cell door for their usual 'date' of getting her ready for Lord Ainz. The cell door opened, and in came Yuri Alpha herself gestured for Hilma to get up and follow her.

"Come, Miss Cygnaeus. It is time we get you ready for an evening with the Great One again." Yuri said dismissively, watching the woman sigh and rise up from her sitting spot somewhere in her cell only to be taken hand-in-hand by a pair of Homunculi Maids that didn't bother making eye contact.

'As friendly as usual, I see. Well at least, I get to enjoy the spa again while they clean me up for their master. Although.....' Hilma thought as she saw more than a few of them look at her with disgust and envy as they made their way to the spa on the ninth floor. '...they could at least pretend to be a little friendlier.'

After arriving at the spa the maids released Hilma was from her cuffs. After which Hilma was pushed into the bath and promptly scrubbed and cleaned by the roughest pairs of hands she could imagine. The maids sometimes do only an adequate job of getting her ready for an evening with their master, but sometimes they are ordered to go the extra mile and make sure she is 'Perfect' for the occasion. They still did it with spitefulness and rough handling to not, which let the human woman enjoy any of it. From having her pale blonde hair combed roughly to being manhandled when given her evening wear to dress up in, Hilma was just glad that her body's modified durability and regeneration kept her baby safe from harm during their preparatory treatments.

Thankfully they couldn't' afford to be that way when it came to grooming. The maids only stuck to filing her nails and painting them, cutting her hair a bit before combing it so that she appears lovely, to doing her lipstick and eyeliner. Once they were finished, Hilma was guided out of the spa. A fresh gown was worn over over her body with a pair of bindings around her wrists. She was being brought up by Yuri Alpha and a few maids until they reached Ainz's Chambers.

Once inside, her gown was taken off, revealing Hilma to be wearing a white lace bra with a matching thong, silken with white stockings over each of her legs that went well with the matching opera gloves worn over her arms. As a final touch she was given garter belt that furthered her figure’s voluptuous framing. All of which left little to the imagination as she showed off her curves and large breasts.

'All issues aside, I must say I look great.~' Hilma bragged internally till a pair of nameless maids grabbed her arms and brought them back so that they could tie her into the arranged position for the evening.

“Naahh..uh..uh..ahh.....aaahhhhhh!” Hilma cried, as third maid forced a ballgag into her mouth and secured it around the back of her head.

"Nnghh!" Hilma then felt her arms going behind her back, bound still in a set of unbreakable bindings, and raised up higher with legs spread, forcing her to lean forward so that her enlarged breasts hung down a bit. She recognized this particular bondage position as the 'Strappado.’ It was a torture method often used in prisons to compel confessions or as a form of punishment. It was also an arrangement she had seen in brothels or manors of the aristocracy, many a noble put their favorite whores or slaves into it before fucking them wildly all night long.

"There, our services are concluded for today. We will depart, and Lord Ainz will come when he turns in for the night. That being said, he does have a staff meeting scheduled for tonight. In all hope, he won’t run late and keep you waiting for too long." Yuri informed her before turning on her heels and walking out the door with the others, leaving Hilma all alone and in an uncomfortable position to wait in.

"......bitch." She mouthed sourly behind her gag. For the better part of an hour, Hilma could do nothing but stand there and do her best to ignore the growing pain in her arms and shoulders. She prayed that Ainz would come soon.  Fortunately, after not too long, Ainz had finally arrived.

Opening the doors with magic and walking with his robes still covering most of his body. Thankfully, Hilma saw him smile smugly before getting undressed right away. His billowing robes fell off of his body, showing his magnificent physique as well as his well-endowed manhood already becoming erect for her enjoyment.

"Greetings Hilma, you look especially beautiful tonight, Yuri and the others have certainly outdone themselves tonight. That swollen belly you're carrying certainly adds spice to the appeal. Rest assured, I will make you carry my offspring with a smile on your face for as long as I like.~" Ainz said in a dark, lustful voice that sent chills down her spine as usual when he approached, ready to fuck the pregnant woman into another state of mind-broken bliss like he always does.

He cupped her chin affectionately, running a tongue around his lips as he stared into her violet eyes with a smile. Hilma both shivered with arousal as well as slight fear, yet she couldn't ignore how he made her feel when being dominant with her like he always did.

“But enough of that. I intend ravish to you energetically throughout the evening, Miss Cygnaeus. Somehow, I very much doubt you will be getting any sleep tonight.”

Hilma could only groan behind her gag and prepare herself. Knowing that she would be used relentlessly in a night of marathon level sex.

Throughout her captivity at Nazarick, there was one truth Hilma had come to understand. Ainz Ooal Gown was, before anything else, a man of his word.

End of Chapter

To Be continued....?

AN; This is for Lord Nishinkienrai. Thanks for reading.